Jeonghan X Fem. Reader ( Husband & Wife ) Fluff, Family Au.

jeonghan x fem. reader ( husband & wife ) fluff, family au.

warnings : terms of endearment, english isn't my mothertongue

“honey?” jeonghan calls from the hallway.

“are you here?” he glances into the room from the half-open door.

“shh, lower your voice,” you whisper, not wanting to wake your little girl. you wave your hand, mutely telling him to come into the room.

jeonghan silently slips into the room and sits next to you in front of the crib. you can see a smile spread across his face, a smile that means he's truly happy. happy to see that the fruit of your love was born healthy and safe.

“is she still asleep?”

“uh-uh.”

he reaches out a finger to touch her cheek but you slap his hand away before he can reach it.

“don’t bother her.” you reprimand, glaring at him.

jeonghan pouts, “not fair.” he murmurs under his breath. you laugh silently, ‘still so childish,’ you think to yourself. he will still make a very good father despite his childish side.

just his smile and the way he looks at his daughter prove that he has much more love to offer in his heart. he shines with a new glow that suits him very well, a glow that makes him even more beautiful in your eyes. and it brings a happy smile to your face.

the urge to kiss him suddenly comes to you. so you kiss him on the cheek, without him expecting it judging from his shocked face. his eyes widen comically like two saucers and you can see that his ears are turning pinkish red.

you giggle, feeling your ears heat up, growing shy under his tender gaze. “what was that for?”

“nothing.” you shrug, giving him an innocent smile.

“come here.” jeonghan pulls you towards him by the arm.

“no, wait wai-!” you exclaim, surprised by his sudden move.

in an attempt to untangle yourself from his grip, you find yourself on the floor, laughing like crazy while jeonghan is on top of you peppering your face with kisses.

“han- humph- hannie! jeonghan!”

unfortunately, the noises you make seem way too loud to the point of waking the baby.

“very clever, you woke her up.”

“hey!”

you push him aside to join the cradle, not paying attention to your husband's little complaints. you take the little one in your arms and start to rock her back to sleep.

there’s something about the way you look at and hold the baby that warms jeonghan from the inside out. his heart can’t help but race when he sees you like this, completely enveloped in the glow of motherhood.

your sweet smile, your relaxed expression, your honeyed voice and the delicacy of your movements make you more irresistible than ever. jeonghan realizes that he is falling in love with you again, his beautiful wife.

he watches you gently place the little being back in her cradle. you then take a seat next to him, leaning against his shoulder in search of some warmth.

you watch in awe as your daughter sleeps peacefully. just a few days ago, she was still in your belly. now she is lying in her cradle in your house.

“have you already found a name for her?” jeonghan asks, resting his cheek against the top of your head.

“um, i would like to give her a name that can remind her that she has and will always make us happy.” you declare, intertwining your fingers with your husband’s.

he hums in understanding. the room goes silent for the next few minutes, the two of you deep in thought.

an idea comes to your mind. you gently squeeze his hand to get his attention. “how about sunhi, yoon sunhi.” you tell him your decision with a sweet smile. “sounds good doesn’t it?”

he nods, reflecting the same smile as yours, a dreamy smile that can only be translated as pure happiness, he can't wait to watch her grow into a beautiful woman.

“so that will be your name, sunhi.”

you snuggle up together in the comfort of your room, in the warmth of this life that seems like a dream but is nevertheless very real.

just a little bit colder

Soonyoung has dragged you back to where you dreaded to be most, at one of his friend’s parties where you have no choice but to face Jeonghan and Wonwoo again.

⋆ pairing: jeonghan x f!reader

⋆ word count: 8.5K

⋆ tags: village!au, dom!jeonghan, sub!reader, awkward situation with wonwoo, brother!soonyoung, drunk!soonyoung, tension, jealousy, reader and jeonghan are always bickering, teasing, mean!jeonghan, brat?reader, exhibitionism, fingering, finger sucking, choking, oral (m), throat fucking, slapping, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms (f), degradation, praise, brief aftercare

⋆ warnings: smut, alcohol consumption, weed, cursing

⋆ a/n: back w a part 2 of my first svt fic and my first fic on tumblr! i love this story so much i couldn’t resist a part 2!! look forward to more chapters soon 😼

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A muffled whine of your name catches your attention, pulling your noise cancelling from your head with furrowed brows. Soonyoung sighs in front of you, closing the door of your bedroom behind him before he startles you by jumping on your bed next to you.

"How long does it take for you to do your makeup?" the question leaves you visibly confused, your lips parted while you try to read your brother.

"Um, maybe 30 minutes at most?" you don't sound too sure, hung up on the odd question.

"Great. We're leaving to Joshua's in an hour."

You groan at him, tugging at your blanket to cover your body. Soonyoung pulls it from your grip, your hair messy while you look at him.

It's been over a month since Minghao's party, a month since your... mistake. You haven't seen any of your brothers friends since then, carefully avoiding anything that would have you encounter Jeonghan.

"You're coming, mom agrees with me." he smiles, patting your head. "I already told everyone you'll be there, so you don't have a choice." you groan again, hand reaching back down to reach for your blanket, but your brother snatches it before you do, throwing it to the corner of your room.

"Better shower fast and pick out a cute outfit," he stands up from the bed, opening your window to let in fresh air. "Tonight'll be so fun, loads of people will come!" Soonyoung has his hands in the air as to emphasize his statement, making your roll your eyes at him.

"Why do your friends throw so many parties." you grumble, struggling to push yourself up. Soonyoung smiles, opening your closet and scanning your clothes.

"Wonwoo has been asking for you, I think he likes you." he giggles, ignoring you.

The name makes your stomach turn. Wonwoo. Wonwoo who has literally heard you get fucked stupid by Jeonghan. You dreaded seeing him the most, not even knowing how you would explain yourself, failing to imagine how you would successfully get yourself out of that awkward conversation.

Why would he ask for you? After all that? You groan again, Soonyoung forcing you towards the bathroom.

Once the both of you get out of the car you let out a big sigh, the cars lined up in front of the house confirming there were already heaps of people.

Soonyoung puts his arm around you when the two of you enter the home, the familiar smell of weed and alcohol tickling your senses. You look around, hoping to recognize anyone besides your brother's friends, anyone you could hide away with in the corner for the rest of the night. Of course, since you practically lived like a hobbit, you don't know anyone, eyes only catching sight of Minghao talking with some group of people across from you.

There's some loud yelling when people spot your brother, his mood seeming even more energetic, feeding off the attention.

"I'm getting a drink." you tell Soonyoung, earning a nod before you force yourself to the kitchen.

You've been here once before, when Jeonghan and Wonwoo were smoking on the now occupied couch in the living room, Jeonghan's witty mouth knowing just how to agitate you back then.

"y/n!" you flinch at the mention of your name, relaxing again when you see it's just Chan. He embraces you in a tight hug, and you smile once he lets go of you. You're happy to see him, someone you know quite well, but since he's too good of a friend to Jeonghan and Wonwoo there's a possibility you'd be forced to talk to them with him around. You were still hoping to avoid both of them.

"Where were you hiding, hm? You should hang out with us more!" he grabs an empty glass from one of the drawers and fills half of it with vodka, looking around for something to mix it with. He frowns when he doesn't find what he's looking for, just handing you the cup filled with pure liquor.

You clear your throat, looking at the glass. "I'm uhh-" you look up at him. "I was busy." you lie, watching as his lip curl up into a smile. "Well it's christmas break, you can hang out with us practically every day now." he grabs his previous forgotten almost-empty glass, holding it out towards you to cheers him.

You chuckle, clinking your glasses together before taking a small sip of the bitter substance, your eyebrows furrowing in disgust.

"You're applying for the new semester right? Do you already know what major you'll choose?"

You bite the inside of your cheek, figuring your brother must've told him about your plans to study again after rotting away in your room for months.

"I'm not sure yet, I'm still thinking." you tell him truthfully, all the choices being a little overwhelming.

"Well, I'm sure you'll figure it out. We can all study together like old times." he smiles widely, remembering the time your little group of three used to study at your home in high school, there not being as much studying as watching Chan and your brother trying to learn the dances from music video's they liked back then.

"y/n?" the deep voice makes you freeze for a second, turning your head to look at Wonwoo standing next to you. You gulp, forcing a smile while looking at him, hoping he doesn't notice how hot your face suddenly feels.

"Wonwoo, how are you?" you say softly, trying not to shy away from his gaze. You mentally curse Chan for excusing himself, leaving the two of you standing alone in the kitchen.

"I'm... good. How are you?" there's an awkward tension between the two of you, and you pray to all the gods that he really hadn't heard you moaning out loud for Jeonghan.

You nod. "I'm good too." you take a big gulp of vodka, eyes squeezing shut at the strong taste. Wonwoo shifts his weight, a small smile on his lips while he looks at you. He pauses before he lets out a big sigh, licking his lips before talking, and you already know where this is going.

"Look...Can we-can we just forget what happened? You don't need to act so weird around me, please."

Your eyebrows raise a little in surprise, pleasantly stunned at his choice of words. You were definitely interested in him, the fun conversation between the two of you had peaked your curiosity back then. You give him a little smile, nodding your head. "Perfect. Let's do that." you say shyly, that night tormenting your thoughts practically every day.

Wonwoo smiles, opening his mouth to talk before he gets interrupted.

"Look who it is." the sudden voice has your lips press together into a thin line, anxiety lining your stomach when you see it’s Jeonghan leaning against the kitchen island, looking right over at you. 

The awkward tension seems like it had never left, and both you and Wonwoo look over at him. "Decided to leave your cave today?" he grabs one of the bottles in front of him to fill his cup.

Okay, maybe you shouldn't have resorted to lingering in the kitchen for this long, standing right next to the extensive collection of liquor.

You give him a fake smile. "Soonyoung dragged me here." you admit, looking down at your glass.

Seeing Jeonghan has you feeling... weird. This was the same man that was choking all the air out of your lungs and calling you all kinds of sinful names right to your face, pleasing your body like he knew exactly what would have you begging for more.

You don't know how you should act around him, if he'll decide to be his version of nice, or if he would act just like before, bothered by your entire existence. Jeonghan is hard to read, unpredictable, at least to you.

"You must've dreaded coming here today... but i'm sure it's not because of your lack of friends, right Wonwoo?" Jeonghan looks over at the tall boy in front of you, a wicked smile on his face before he turns around to walk away again, your cheeks feeling hot from embarrassment.

Fuck you Yoon Jeonghan.

Wonwoo clears his throat, trying so hard not to think of how strained the sound of your voice was moaning for Jeonghan.

"Um, I’m gonna find Josh for a moment,” Wonwoo gives you that same kind smile, but you know it isn’t a genuine one. “But good to see you again.”

With that he turn on his heels to walk off, leaving you all by yourself.

You sigh, downing the entire drink in your hand with just a few gulps, biting at your bottom lip before filling the glass right back up. You can’t wait to leave the party as soon as possible, but knowing your brother he’d overstay his welcome as usual, ending with him passed out somewhere black out drunk till you or one of his friends had to take him home.

Your eyes scan the busy room, hoping to find your brother so you’d at least have someone to hang out with.

There’s no sight of him, and you decide to check the backyard out. It’s winter now, and the crips air leaves you a little chilly despite the warmth in your body as a result of the strong alcohol. Two eyes catch your attention, gaze fixated on you when you lean against the bricks of the house to shoot one of your friends from your time abroad a quick text.

The figure moves towards you, earning your attention when he comes close.

“You’re Soonyoung’s sister right? I saw you talking with Chan earlier.” he has big eyes, with long, dark eyelashes lining his hooded lids. “I am.” you simply say, giving the taller man a soft smile. He flashes you a toothy grin, his muscled shoulder leaning against the wall next to you.

“I’m Seungcheol. I’ve heard so many things about you.” you look a little surprised, chuckling. “Oh? Nice to meet you. I’m y/n.” you wonder what he’s heard, hoping it doesn’t have anything to do with the whole Jeonghan situation, almost sure that loose lipped mouth has been talking to someone about it.

He looks around for a moment. “Must be hard adjusting here again. Are you able to at least make some new friends now that Soonyoung keeps dragging you everywhere with him?” he chuckles. You hum, taking a sip of your drink. “Well, not yet.” you admit a little awkwardly. Seungcheol frowns. “Lets hang then. I’ve been dying to hear all those stories Soonyoung’s told us about you.”

Maybe it was a little weird Soonyoung’s been going around sharing all your wild stories from living in China, talking you up to all his new college friends while you resorted to rotting away in your bed as soon as you got back home instead of befriending his peers. But what if they thought you were weird?

You decide to ignore all of your insecurity, in need of living like a normal human being again, free from your unjustified feelings.

You give Seungcheol a genuine smile, nodding at him. “Let’s go inside, it's so cold.” he puts his hand on your shoulder, letting him lead you back to the party.

Seungcheol makes sure you get a spot on the couch, his thighs pressing against yours when he sits down next to you, the small space filled.

“Are you planning to go to our school? I think I heard Soonyoung say something about it.” Seungcheol asks, his mouth close to your ear to hear him over the loud music. You nod. “I want to apply soon, but I’m kinda stuck on two options,” you tell him, continuing when he looks at you. “I want to either do linguistics or public relations.”

He nods at you before smiling.

“Since you said linguistics first you’ll probably end up choosing that, or at least I think you should apply for that instead of public relations.”

You shift in your seat, giving him a puzzled look. Seungcheol chuckles. “I study psychology,” he explains. “Usually when we’re stuck between two things, the first thing that unconsciously comes up is what we usually end up choosing, the option that we prefer between the two.”

He’s right. Linguistics had been your preferred major over public relations, even if you hadn’t actually considered choosing it just yet, weighing down your option.

“But it’s still a hard decision nonetheless, don’t take what I say too serious, okay?” you laugh at him, taking a sip of your drink. “No, you might be spot on actually. It’ll be hard to catch up on an entire semester but…we’ll see.” you smile.

“Oh! Have you met Wonwoo yet?” Seungcheol motions at the boy to come over, your eyes spotting him walking by unknowingly. Wonwoo looks a little surprised to be dragged to join you both so suddenly, sitting down at the low table in front of you. “We’ve met.” you say, smiling at Wonwoo who just nods.

Great, right when you think you can relax a little.

“Wonwoo studies public relations. y/n is considering applying, how is it?” Seungcheol shifts his attention over to the tall guy clutching his glass, his cheeks a little pink from drinking.

“Horrible.” Wonwoo admits, your group giggling. “But it can be fun, sometimes. Especially if you’ll be there.” Wonwoo doesn’t want you to think he’s trying to sway you away from choosing the same major, a little afraid you’ll take his words the wrong way.

“She’s choosing linguistic, aren’t you y/n?” Cheol grins, nudging you. You laugh. “I might.”

“That’s a good choice too, and you’ll be at an advantage knowing Chinese.” Wonwoo says, smiling.

You’re happy there’s no awkwardness between the two of you anymore, not caring if it’s just because of the alcohol.

“Ahh, I’m not that good, really. I just know really basic Chinese.” you say shyly, earning chuckles from the boys.

The three of you are caught up in conversation for a good chunk of the night, talking about school and pushing you to share some of your stories living abroad, laughing loudly at some of the dumb situations you’ve gotten yourself into.

“-You were going to make a move on him after months of liking him and the second you get the courage you spill an entire drink over his lap?!”

You sigh deeply. “It was so bad. He was drenched, and I also got it on the girl he’d been talking to the whole whole night.” you cringe at the visual in your head. “She was pissed.”

"Who was pissed?"

You look over to see Jeonghan taking a seat next to you on the armrest of the couch, his shoulders slouching to get closer to you.

"Hannie! y/n was just telling us about spilling a whole drink on her crush." Seungcheol giggles, noticeably tipsy.

Jeonghan cocks up his eyebrows at you. "Crush?" he asks, eyes nearing at you. You shift your gaze to the other two. "I was a little confused by how he treated me, always joking I was his girlfriend and stuff like that," you chuckle awkwardly. "But I mean, he's one of my best friends now, I got over it after that."

Wonwoo looks at Jeonghan, slightly irritated he keeps interfering whenever the two of you are together.

"So funny, you should hear her story about falling down a flight of-"

"Yeah, yeah. I'm actually here to steal y/n-ie away. Let's go?" Jeonghan interrupts his friend, tugging at the sleeve of your shirt. You watch him roll his eyes when Seungcheol pouts at him. He nears his face closer to yours, feeling his breath hit your ear.

"Your brother has clocked out for the night, I'm driving you home."

You straighten your posture, not too shocked Soonyoung probably ended up too drunk out of his mind to function. You give him a nod, standing up from your spot and saying goodbye to the two you ended up liking a lot.

"Where is he?" you ask when he drags you to the other side of the room, scanning the crowd for any sign of the loud boy.

"I don't know." Jeonghan says bluntly, just looking at you. Is this some joke to him? "Is he in a bedroom somewhere?" you frown, moving to walk to the corridor of the house before Jeonghan grabs your wrist.

"No, he's here," he tells you, looking around the room. You look for him again, hearing his voice before you spot him loudly laughing with a group of random people. "There he is." Jeonghan chuckles, letting go of your wrist and looking at you.

Sure, he was noticeably drunk, hands waving around while he speaks with a big happy smile on his face, but he isn't passed out, not even close to it.

"Jeonghan what the fuck? He's fine?" your eyebrows scrunch together in anger, nearing at the tall boy in front of you. Jeonghan seems pleased, a mischievous smile on his lips while he scans you.

"So what? That's good right?"

You scoff at him, arms folding over your chest. "You implied he was blackout drunk, which he clearly isn't." You can't believe him, the alcohol in your body making you even angrier that usual.

"I must've not seen clearly then, oops." he simply shrugs, trying to contain the smile on his face.

You decide it's best to just walk away from him, but when you try to move Jeonghan steps in front of you, trapping you between him and the wall. Images from last time come back to you, where you were in this exact position in your bedroom, Jeonghan's body pressing you against the door.

"Going back to your new boyfriends already? I'm not near done with you yet," Jeonghan's face is close, strands of his long hair framing his face beautifully.

You swallow a lump in your throat, looking over his shoulder to see if no one's watching you. Jeonghan grabs your chin, making you look back at him. "Everyone's drunk, baby. Don't worry." he whispers, grinning before pushing his hot lips against yours.

You really know you shouldn't do this, even if it was just a kiss, since you had no intention to repeat last time's mistake. But his mouth feels so good against yours, and there is nothing wrong with letting off a little pent up frustration, right?

His tongue swipes your lip eagerly, quickly darting his tongue against yours when you grant him permission. You can't help pulling his bottom lip between your teeth, sucking on the skin harshly making Jeonghan groan. His hands find your waist, squeezing your sides softly, unlike last time.

Jeonghan moves even closer to your body, but you break the kiss hastily, proud of yourself for doing so, and before any of your brother's friends can spot you two.

He looks a little annoyed, his hands moving back to his sides, your eyes frowning when you spot something while looking past his frame.

"Oh fuck." you ended your little make-out session right on time to see your brother slumped against someone's body, the person struggling to keep him up while he tries to move your brother away from the crowd.

The guy's eyes light up when he sees Jeonghan, a pout on his lips while he gets closer to the two of you. "Hyunggg..." he whines, clearly not strong enough to help your brother for much longer.

Jeonghan sighs, sliding his arm under Soonyoung's other arm to help shift his weight. Your brother softly mumbles with his eyes closed, the sound drowned out by the music.

"Let's get him to one of Shua's guest bedrooms, Seungkwan." Jeonghan tells the guy, earning him a nod from the shorter one.

You follow them to a vacant room, the first one you tried already occupied by someone.

Seungkwan groans when they lift your brother on the bed, panting a little before straightening up. "Thanks, Kwannie. We'll take care of him, okay?" Jeonghan assures the boy, who smiles. "Thanks hyung." his eyes move over to you, confidently stepping closer to you and holding out his hand to shake yours.

You give him a small smile while shaking his hand, telling him your name. "Oh! You're Soonyoungie's sister, aren't you? I'm Seungkwan."

You nod at him. "Yes I am, thank you for helping him." you let go of his hand, looking over at your brother, who's already fast asleep on the bed. "He should really know his limits by now, but he never learns." you sigh, earning a laugh from Seungkwan, who nods in agreement, already familiar with your brother's antics.

"I should find Hansol again or I'll never hear the end of it," he tells you and Jeonghan. "See you later?" he waves before leaving the three of you alone in the room, two sets of eyes looking at a sleeping Soonyoung.

"Guess you have to sleep here tonight." Jeonghan says with a bored tone, earning your attention.

"Weren't you talking about driving us home just now?" you remind him, turning to look at him. Jeonghan chuckles. "We've all been drinking, did you actually think I'd take you home?" he rolls his eyes.

You sigh, sitting down at the foot of the bed. You feel a little stupid not thinking of the driving situation. It was only a 15 minute drive, but walking would take over half an hour, maybe 45 minutes since Joshua lived a few towns away from your home.

"I have to sleep here." you finally conclude, Jeonghan soughing at your stupidity. “Obviously,” he says, pulling his sweater over his frame.

“You’re gonna sleep here too?” you try not to look at his body as he undresses, keeping your eyes on his face. Surely he could sleep in another room, right?

“I need to sleep too, don’t I?” his hands go down to his belt, unbuckling the metal slowly. “The other rooms are called for tonight-this one too, actually,” he undoes his jeans, kicking the material somewhere on the floor.

“But we got here first.” he moves to lock the door and turn the overhead lights off, turning to look at you with an amused look on his face. “Do you have to be naked?” you roll your eyes, earning a laugh from Jeonghan.

You sigh, realizing the three of you had to share a bed. You could sleep on the floor, but before you can consider it Jeonghan pushes you down next to your brother, crawling on top of your body. “Jeongh-“ he shushes you with his lips, his hands cupping your breasts hungrily.

“Thought you could get rid of me that easily?” he mumbles against your lips, pinching your nipples. You moan in his mouth, forgetting that your brother is literally right next to you.

Jeonghan’s hand goes down to open your jeans, his hand hastily slipping inside of your panties. His fingers start rubbing your clit slowly, while his mouth moves down to your neck, sucking on your most sensitive spot there.

You swallow another moan, soft whines leaving your lips. Jeonghan puts his free hand over your mouth, and you can feel his breath on your neck while he speaks. “Better be really quiet, you wouldn’t want your oppa to catch you with my fingers buried inside of your pussy, would you?” he whispers with a grin, pressing a soft kiss under your ear.

Fuck, he’s crazy. Yet, you’re not planning on stopping him either. When a long finger enters your wetness you close your eyes, basking in the pleasure.

You can still hear the low music from behind the door, mixed with the sound of people chatting and occasionally yelling, but you two don’t pay any mind to it, too wrapped up in the moment.

Jeonghan enters a second finger, taking his take looking at you struggle under him, an elated smile on his lips. You whine when he starts moving them at a faster tempo, his thumb pressing into your sensitive clit. You open your eyes to meet his eyes, and immediately feel your body responding to his intimate gaze.

He doesn’t waste any time, entering a third finger, which leaves your body squirm against the mattress. Jeonghan hushes you, licking his lips cockily. You watch his plump lips illuminated by the faint moonlight shining through the window, craving them again like before. When he curls his fingers inside of you you moan against his hand, the sound muffled.

“Shit, you’re such a whore for me… wish I could fuck you right now,” he whispers lowly, kissing your cheek. He pushes two of his fingers in your mouth, trying his best to keep his palm over you to cover your mouth as much as he can. He bites his lip when you start sucking on his digits, watching you struggle to keep quiet.

You unconsciously bite down on his fingers a little when he goes even faster, scissoring his fingers inside of your pussy. You raise your hips a little to chase your high, your thighs burning, almost on the edge of cumming.

Your walls uncontrollably clench around him when you finally cum around his fingers, your breathing strained and lids shutting involuntary, Jeonghan slowing his movement to let you come down from your high.

When you’ve come to your senses he pulls his fingers from your heat, and you watch how he licks his fingers clean while his other digits remain inside of your mouth for a moment longer, before he pulls those from your mouth too.

You quietly try to catch your breath, looking at Jeonghan who gets up from the bed to get a blanket since Soonyoung is fast asleep on top of the thick duvet, his body shivering occasionally.

Jeonghan covers you and your brother, crawling under the blanket next to your body. You watch him for a moment before closing the button of your jeans again, Jeonghan moving on his side to face you. “You’re gonna sleep in your jeans? In your bra?” he whispers, making you nod. “Suit yourself.” he sighs, making you roll your eyes.

“Soonyoung will wake up and I really don’t want to explain why both of us are practically naked sleeping next to each other, it’s weird. You sleeping next to me is already weird.”

Jeonghan inhales a deep breath, giving you a look. “You’re telling me to move to the other side? There’s barely any room there.” you roll your eyes at him. “Just do it.” you press, pushing your back against him so he’ll go away.

“You’re being a brat. He won’t fucking care.” he moves to put his arms around you, making you move even further back so he nearly falls down. “y/n.” Jeonghan warns you, putting his arms around you tightly. “Fucking go, Jeonghan. If you won’t I’ll just walk home.” you whisper harshly, so glad Soonyoung is too drunk to wake up from any noise.

You hear him sigh behind you, but he stands up, giving you an annoyed look while walking around the bed to Soonyoung’s side.

You happily push your face against the soft pillow, watching Jeonghan not-so carefully push Soonyoung to make room for himself. When he gets back under the covers you slowly drift off to sleep, not too bothered by the noise of the party behind you.

Loud groaning in your ear wakes you up, your brother struggling to push himself sitting up on the bed. “Fuck.” he mumbles, your eyes opening to watch him look down at you. “My head hurts.” he sighs, rubbing his pained face.

“I wonder why.” you roll your eyes, realizing the two of you are alone, Jeonghan nowhere to be seen. “What happened?” he sighs, his hands running through his messy hair. You chuckle, pushing the warm blankets from your body.

“This poor guy Seungkwan was suddenly carrying you, had to ask Jeonghan for help to get you to bed.” Soonyoung hums, sighing again. “I wasn’t planning on drinking.” he sneaks a look at you, giggling when you give him a questionable look.

“I hope I didn’t ruin your night,” he pouts, pushing himself off the bed. You chuckle, shaking your head. “It’s fine, I had fun.” you reassure him, a smile on your lips while you copy his action.

“Let’s go downstairs, I want to help clean a little before leaving,” he tells you, opening the door of the bedroom.

The two of you walk to the open living room, shocked to see no basically no trace of the party left. The only thing giving it away is the large collection of empty liquor bottles on the counter top, with a couple of full trash bags tied on the floor.

“Morning.” Seungkwan smiles from the couch, sitting right next to Jeonghan, who looks up from his phone.

Seungkwan gets up from his spot, walking a few steps over to the kitchen to grab a strip of painkillers from one of the cabinets. “Take two, okay?” he looks at your brother, sliding the pills across the island to Soonyoung before filling a glass up with water.

“Thanks Kwannie,” your brother smiles shyly, taking the glass from his hand. “Are you hungover, y/n?” Seungkwan asks, his eyebrows pushed together.

You shake your head, smiling at him and watching how he nods before plopping right back on the couch on his previous spot. You try to make eye contact with Jeonghan, but he doesn’t seem too interested in interacting with you. Annoying.

“Anything fun happened when I wasn’t there?” Soonyoung asks after taking two pain killers, setting the empty glass in the sink.

Seungkwan grins, dramatically unlocking his phone. Soonyoung giggles, hurriedly running to watch whatever video from the younger one’s camera roll, a fit of laughter following. “Fuck, I wish I was there!”

Seungkwan motions for you to watch, showing you a video of Seungcheol and another guy jumping in the pool together. You chuckle, shaking your head.

Like clockwork the unsuspecting guy walks into the living room, Wonwoo following suit. He groans when he realises what goes on, but quickly moves to stand next to you, watching the video being played again for him. He laughs loudly, pushing a hand through his thick mop of hair. “It was freezing! Please don’t let me do that again.”

“What are you talking about, even Wonwoo tried to stop you!” Seungkwan moans, earning snickers from the people around.

“Yeah, yeah,” he rolls his eyes, looking over at you and your brother. “You’re still here? I thought Jeonghan was gonna drive you guys home?” he frowns, Jeonghan shrugging. What’s going on with him?

“We had a situation,” you look at your brother, hearing him chuckle. “Fair.” he nods his head.

“Well, we’re gonna head out, I’m sure our parents are wondering why we’re not back yet.” Soonyoung laughs, looking over at you.

“Are we still on for tonight?” Seungcheol asks, your brother nodding at him. “Yeah, text me when you’re on your way. You’re all coming right?”

You frown, your brother’s friends usually not the ones coming over since you both still lived at your parent’s house.

“Well, actually,” Seungkwan begins, earning a whine from your brother. “You’re always busy!” he complains, the younger boy pursing his lips at him. “I’m sorry. I have to finish this stupid project today.” he sighs.

Seungcheol catches you off guard by handing you his phone, the contacts page open while Seungkwan loudly defends himself in the background.

You give him a smile, typing in your number before handing him his phone back. “See you tonight, then?” he asks you with a grin.

“Who knows.” you tell him, feeling Jeonhan’s eyes watching you.

Your social battery is going to be dead for at least a couple of weeks, not really in the mood to see another human being for a little while.

With that you and Soonyoung leave Joshua’s house, driving home with some chill music while you cringe at yourself for giving into Jeonghan again.

Later that night you sit at your desk, hours deep into reading articles about the two majors you're thinking of applying for, still hung op on your options.

Your phone screen lights up, a sigh leaving your lips when you read the message you were already a little afraid of getting.

Unknown contact: come down!~

Of course you know who it's from, deciding to just ignore it and keep typing on your laptop, but quickly stopping when you hear footsteps approaching your door.

"Ya!" Soonyoung shouts before opening your bedroom door, eyeing you excitedly. "Come! Seungcheol is asking for you." he walks inside, practically dragging you from your seat.

"Soonyoung! At least let me get changed first." you pull your grip from him, rubbing your arm with an angry glare aimed at him. "Oh, come on. You don't need-alright, see you in a minute!" he gives up when he sees the seriousness in your expression, turning to quickly walk out of your room again, leaving the door wide open.

You grumble when shutting your door, sighing before opening your closet, deciding to wear a tight cropped top with some wide jeans, throwing an oversized hoodie on for the cold.

You feel a little silly dressing up to see your brother's friends, but it's not you're fault they're all hot?

Once you get to your living room you see mostly familiar faces, thinking you've met all Soonyoung's friends by now, but there's one you haven't met before, but you do recognize him. You can tell by his tall frame he's the one who jumped in the pool with Seungcheol, sitting down on the floor next to Soonyoung with a bottle of beer in his hand.

"y/n, you're here." Seungcheol smiles, patting to the empty seat next to him on the couch. Jeonghan is sitting next to him, deep in conversation with the tall guy you don't know the name of.

You sit down next to Seungcheol, feeling a little awkward. "You guys are drinking again?" you ask, your brother smiling at you. "Of course," he tells you, looking over at pool guy.

"Mingyu, this is my sister. y/n this is Mingyu!" both Jeonghan and the guy look over at you, Mingyu shooting you an amused smile. "Nice to finally meet you. Jeonghan just told me all about you." he smiles, and your stomach drops at that.

Jeonghan. Your eyes move to him, his face displaying a pleased smile aimed right at you. Great.

The following hours are spend in a lighthearted atmosphere, you and Seungcheol surprisingly wrapped up in another fun conversation, his sober personality the exact same as at the party just the night before.

When he leaves to smoke weed outside with Jeonghan, Wonwoo makes an appearance, a cute smile on his face when being greeted by his excited friends.

"You didn't bring more alcohol?" Mingyu notices, fingers tapping his empty beer bottle. Wonwoo shakes his head, and you think about how pretty he looks wearing a cap. "I didn't want to get the wrong thing," he admits, shaking the thick coat from his wide frame.

"Me and Gyu will go get some, we were talking about buying snacks anyway," your brother reassures him, pushing himself up from the floor. Mingyu pauses for a second before nodding, following his older friend who's already putting on some slippers to go out.

Wonwoo watches them leave, and the two of you hear the loud chatter coming all the way on the opposite of the door, the two of them getting distracted by the other two standing outside already.

"That will take a while," Wonwoo chuckles, sitting down right next to you. You smile, looking over at the music video playing on the tv for a second.

"y/n..." Wonwoo clears his throat, making you look right back at him. You feel a little odd at the newfound tension between you, the Jeonghan situation on your mind again. Does he want to talk about it suddenly? Even after you already agreed to forget about it?

"Can I get to know you better?" your eyebrows raise at his question, your body turning a little to face him. "I think you're really nice, and um... yeah. Can I?" you can't help but smile at his shyness, not able to contain your lips from curling up.

"You think I'm nice?" you want to tease him a little, this tall and handsome guy visibly struggling to be vulnerable, despite how he looks.

His face flushes a little at your question, nodding in confirmation. "Very... you're kind. And... I think you're really cute- pretty. You're pretty."

You laugh at him, but really don't mean it in a mean or bad way, perse. You feel yourself feeding off his shyness, liking the reaction you have on him.

"You're very pretty too, Wonwoo. Handsome, more than anything. You want to get to know me?"

Wonwoo relaxes a little at your words, but his face only gets more red. He nods. "Do you... want to hang out with me someday? Just us two? Only if you want..."

You hum, smiling. "I would love to!" you assure him, trying to read his face. Wonwoo smiles, looking at his lap for a moment before forcing himself to look at you again. He's so cute. You feel your heart beating faster. Sure, you were interested in Wonwoo since meeting him, but were you starting to like him?

How could such a hot man be so shy? Yes, he was more on the quiet side when with his loud friends, but you didn't expect him to be like this, his confidence totally different from whenever he had been drinking.

You can't help but lean into him a little, your hand resting resting on his knee. Wonwoo looks at your hand for a moment, contemplating on closing the little distance between you before the beeping sound of the door being opened has you pulling your hand from him.

"Wonwoo! Do you also think Hannie would beat me at mario kart?!" Seungcheol practically shouts, quickly walking to jump next to him on the couch. Jeonghan pushes Cheol's shoulder roughly, standing behind you next to the couch. "Of course he does! I always win from your slow ass." Jeonghan fusses, his eyebrows furrowed in anger.

Wonwoo blinks a few times, chuckling at his friends' childish rivalry. "Jeonghan hyung is annoyingly good at mario kart for some reason." he chuckles, making both his friends roll their eyes at him. "Why for some reason? My strategy is just good." Jeonghan sighs, his elbows pressing down on top of the couch's headrest above you.

"Whatever, y/n come smoke with me since Seungcheol is such a pussy." he looks at the top of your head, watching you turn to look at him. "Your tolerance is scary." Cheol mumbles, moving to grab the switch on the table.

Before you can reject him he's already pulling you by your wrist, his grip tight when he opens the front door, the cool air hitting you like a ton of bricks.

Jeonghan reveals a half smoked joint from his pocket, putting the tip between his teeth while he zips up your hoodie for you. "You shouldn't dress so provocatively this time of year," he shakes his head, lighting the tip with his hand covering his lower face. 

He looks at you when he inhales deeply, the tip changing into a deep red color before the smoke leaves his lungs, disappearing within seconds.

"Hyung what did I tell you." Your brother's voice catches your attention, turning to see Soonyoung and Mingyu a couple of meters away walking towards you with plastic bags in their hands.

"You're such a bad influence." Soonyoung sighs at Jeonghan before looking at you, nearing his finger at you but struggling a little with the bag clasped in his hand. "Don't do drugs. Come drink with us." he says, earning a giggle from Mingyu.

"She can drink but not smoke?" he pulls your brother inside with him, Jeonghan waving them off with not a care in the world.

You roll your eyes when the door closes, crossing your arms over your chest while looking at Jeonghan. He takes another drag before handing you the cigarette, your quirked lips giving away the amused look on your face. "Did you sleep well?" Jeonghan asks you, his eyes following your fingers putting the tip between your lips. You nod.

You don't know what this weird thing between you two was, but it left you feeling confused more than anything. Did he suddenly tolerate you now? Or was it just because you were his friend's little sister?

"You think he finally made a move?"

The voice catches your attention, looking over at the closed window next to the door, the glass separating the kitchen and the yard.

"Hope so, been pestering him for weeks about it."

You recognize your brother's voice, Jeonghan hearing it too.

"Maybe he's not into her? Why force him if he doesn't want to?"

It's Mingyu talking now. You exhale the smoke with a frown on your face. Are they talking about you?

"He never said he wasn't. I really think he would be good for her."

Jeonghan clears his throat, trying to steer your attention away from the conversation you're overhearing.

"He's Wonwoo. He wouldn't admit it even if it's true."

Your stomach turns, almost not believing what you’re hearing. What the fuck? This whole Wonwoo thing has been a set up by your brother? Are you that pathetic to him that he feels the need to get one of his friends to-what? Hit on you? Befriend you? Suddenly Wonwoo's actions leave a sour taste in your mouth, resenting him for trying to fool you like this with your brother as the head puppet master.

You hand Jeonghan back the joint, turning to open the door forcefully, your lips pushed together in a tight line.

"y/n-" Jeonghan tries to call for you but you've already slammed the door shut, walking straight past the party with an angry look on your face.

Soonyoung's already back in the living room, cursing softly when he realizes what has happened, following you quickly.

You lock the door behind you, your brother knocking on the door with a sigh. "y/n, please." he pouts before knocking again.

"It's okay Soonie, i'll talk to her." you hear Jeonghan's voice, some rusting behind your door.

"y/n. Wanna open up the door for me?" Jeonghan sighs. You ignore him, typing away on your phone to rant to your friend.

The door opens swiftly, revealing Jeonghan standing in the opening.

"What the fuck?" you sit up straight, watching as Jeonghan locks the door behind him again after walking in.

"Magic hands." he simply states, taking a seat next to you on your bed. "But you already know that, hm?" he pats your head, making you roll your eyes at him.

"I don't want to talk right now." you grumble, looking at him. Jeonghan nods understandably, looking around your familiar room for a second. "What do you want to do?" he asks calmly, looking back at you.

You look at him for a second before you slowly start to straddle his waist, pushing your lips against his. His arms wrap around your middle, closing the space between the two of you. You immediately start grinding against his crotch, earning yourself a moan against your mouth.

"Are you sure you want to do this now?" Jeonghan whispers against your lips before pulling back, his fingers stroking your back.

"Just shut up." you near at him, pushing his back flat against your mattress while you try to collide your mouths together again. Jeonghan’s fingers find your hair, pulling your head back with a tight grip, making you wince.

"So dirty you can only think about sex even now." he chuckles at you, flipping the both of you over so he's on top.

"Use that mouth again and I'll take you downstairs with my cum dripping down your face," Jeonghan sneers, harshly gabbing your throat before leaning in closer. “But at least you can get back at your brother and Wonwoo, hm? Should we?” he presses his fingers into your skin, a choked moan leaving your mouth while you weakly shake your head.

“No? That’s too bad,” he clicks his tongue, his free hand slapping your cheek hard, your cheek burning. “From now on you better be good then, slut.”

“Y-yes,” you breathe out, looking up at him. Jeonghan laughs at your state, the hand around your throat disappearing. “Look at you, begging to be fucked again while your brother’s in the other room worrying about his whore of a sister.” he chuckles, wasting no time undressing you. He throws your clothes down on the floor before turning turning back to face you.

“You want me so bad? Then you better listen, and I don’t want to hear a single useless fucking word from you,” Jeonghan watches you comply, laying down flat on the bed as he undresses in front of you.

Once he’s naked he crawls on top of you, his hand pulling your head up by the back of your neck to get you lined up right in front of his cock. His cock head taps against your lip softly, and you open your mouth for him.

Jeonghan hums when he pulls you onto his length, nearly making you choke on his cock immediately. “Been wanting to try this pretty mouth, feels so good already,” he groans, rolling his hips against you.

You had almost forgotten how big his dick was, struggling to take his whole length at once. You breathe through your nose, your hands finding his thighs for support.

He surprises you by harshly slapping your cheek again, making you moan around his girth, only getting more turned on. “Did I say you could touch me?” Jeonghan hisses, the hand on your neck moving up to hold the top of your hair. He pulls your head back against the mattress, shifting his weight to push his cock fully in you till your nose presses into his stomach, tears starting to blur your vision.

Your head is trapped between his body and the mattress, letting him use your body for his own pleasure, not caring about how his dick bruises the inside of your throat with every harsh thrust.

“Fuck, yapping isn’t the only thing that mouth’s good for, hm?” he bites his lips when you start sucking around his length, his fingers tightening in your hair.

“Just like that, baby. Gonna cum down your perfect throat already if you keep this up.” Jeonghan groans, picking up the pace till your cheeks are wet with tears, your throat a mere fleshlight to him with muffled moans filling the air.

Something about him treating you just like a hole leaves you dripping, your face heating up at the thought of being into this so much your body can’t help but react like this.

His sinful moans only become louder, and you’re almost worried someone might hear the two of you in your room, but the thought disappears as soon as his movement becomes irregular, his fingers pulling your hair harshly when you swallow around him like the whore he knows you are.

You feel his cock twitching in your mouth, tasting the salty pre cum leaking into you. “G’na cum, baby. Just a b-bit longer,” Jeonghan says out of breath, biting his lip when he slows down a little, and you feel thick ropes of cum shooting inside of you, his breathing loud and irregular. “Fucking hell-you did so well.”

He pulls out of you slowly, your jaw and throat hurting when you swallow down his big load with a smile on your lips.

Jeonghan gives your wet lips a kiss as he lightly pats your cheek a few times, his thumb wiping your tears. “Please fuck me.” you pout at him, and he can’t help the breathy laugh following.

“Oh? You think desperate whores deserve to get whatever they want?”

You swallow deeply, your face revealing your slight discomfort as a result of his rough actions, Jeonghan cradling your face with an amused look on his face after he notices. “Alright, alright, since you’re been such a perfect slut.” he grins.

Jeonghan moves between your thighs, his eyes noticing the wetness having collected between your legs.

“You always surprise me, y/n. Always so fucking wet.” you nod at him, biting your lip at him being so close, almost inside of you again.

He lifts your legs up over his shoulders, stroking his hardening cock in front of you. You make eye contact with him, moaning when he swipes his head between your dripping folds.

Jeonghan presses the tip in gently, already forcing your walls apart. “Could be Wonwoo fucking you right now… isn’t that who you’d rather have here right now?” Jeonghan pulls out of you again with a sigh, making you whine at the loss of contact.

You shake your head quickly. “Fuck him. Want your cock, Hannie.” Jeonghan chuckles at your words, pressing his thumb against your clit, your hips raising automatically. “Thought you liked him? You guys looked pretty cozy when it was just the two of you?” he frowns, slowly circling your clit.

“A-are you jealous Hannie?” you taunt him without thinking, gasping when Jeonghan forces his tip past your walls. “Jealous?” Jeonghan bottoms out, immediately moving at a head-spinning pace, making you moan loudly.

“I’m the one with my cock buried inside of this whore pussy again, aren't I?” he says through gritted teeth, leaning into you. The angle has your legs press into your body almost uncomfortably, feeling his cock press even deeper inside of you. “Fuck, Jeonghan,” you whimper, squeezing your eyes shut.

His hands press into the mattress next to your head, watching you struggling to keep yourself together under him.

He’s moving so fast and hard, your stomach tightening, feeling like you’re gonna explode at any second if he keeps going.

“You’re gonna cum already aren’t you?” Jeonghan aks through pained breaths, looking down at you. You nod. “C-can I?” you ask him, making Jeonghan groan.

“Fuck, go on then,” he tells you, his hand sliding down to meet your clit again. He rubs two fingers over your pearl quickly, your walls convulsing around him tightly, almost reaching your high right there.

His arm flexes trying to keep himself up, your pussy feeling so tight around his thick cock, so perfect for him. He presses down on your clit, rubbing even faster, and just like that you come around his cock, incoherent sounds leaving your lips.

You whine at the overstimulation as he keeps pounding into you, the sound of your skin colliding filling the room while his fingers never leave your clit.

“Jeonghan I-I, too much,” you moan, fingers grabbing the mattress below you.

“Yeah? Give me another, baby. Know you can.” he tells you, bucking his hips against you.

You bite your lip feeling him rut into you hard and fast, your pussy involuntary clenching around him again. You feel like you’re in the clouds, your brain shut off as you can’t stop cursing silently.

His cock twitches inside of you, his movements becoming sloppier by the second, foreshadowing his oncoming orgasm.

“Gonna fill your p-perfect pussy up, do you want me to?” he looks at your face, your mouth agape taking every thrust he gives you. “Fucking tell me, y/n.” he groans, pushing his forehead against yours. You bite your lip, nodding quickly.

“Cum inside of m-me, please o-oppa. I need it-fuck.”

Jeonghan curses at your words, reaching his high with just a few more drags of his hips. You feel his warm cum spurting inside of you, fucking his release deep inside of you. He rolls your clit between his skillful fingers. You feel so full, so fucked out, the feeling almost leaving you dizzy when you come loudly for a second time, your body twitching under him.

He slows down when you cum, finally stilling his movement after a moment when he comes down from his orgasm, slowly pulling his softening dick out of you.

His cum is already trying to seep out of you, the warm liquid shimmering around your used hole.

Jeonghan helps your legs back down carefully, the mattress dipping next to you when he lies down next to you.

“Should probably go back to your brother before anyone gets suspicious, hm?” he asks, pulling you in to hug you to his chest.

“Just a little longer,” you mumble, closing your eyes tiredly. Jeonghan kisses your forehead, petting your hair sweetly. “Don’t disappear on me again, y/n.” he tells you, looking at your face.

You open your tired eyes when you hear your phone ding, moving slowly to read the text message you already know who send you.

Unknown contact: Can we talk?

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a little long distance lovin’

pairing : bf!jeonghan x reader

content : smut (mdni or else)

in which : your boyfriend being so far away on tour has you missing and craving him in more ways than one

warnings : established relationship, fem!bodied reader, phone sex, pet names (angel, baby, hannie), teasing (dirty talk), a pinch of orgasm denial

wc : 1.1K words

Your life felt dull whenever Jeonghan was away on tour. You wanted nothing more than for him to just come home, so you could hold him in your arms and run your hands through his hair while he told you all about the places he got to see and show you the pictures he took just to show you.

And sometimes you wanted him to come home to help relieve the ache between your thighs that you couldn’t handle with your own fingers. To hold you down and whisper into your ear while he talked you through your orgasm just the way you liked.

Those were your thoughts now as you pushed your pajama shorts down your legs and reached one of your hands into your underwear, letting out a shaky breath when you felt how wet you already were at the thought of your boyfriend.

In times like this, you always regretted not investing in a vibrator. Even when you tried to replicate the way Jeonghan would finger you, it just wasn’t enough to get you there. You needed him there with you.

That’s when you got an idea.

With your free hand, you reached around on your bedside table until you found your phone, bringing the device to your face as you found Jeonghan’s contact and pressed the call button and raised the phone to your ear.

Jeonghan picked up on the third ring.

“Hey, angel,” He mumbled, his voice heavy with sleep. Suddenly despite your need, you felt bad for disturbing him so late in the night. “Why are you still awake?”

“Just wanted to talk to you. How was Osaka?” You mumbled, the slight rasp in his voice reminding you just what you had called him for. You circled your clit slowly, the way Jeonghan would when he wanted to tease you, and you had to bite your lip to keep quiet.

“It was good. I wish you were there with me.” He said. A second later, he sighed and added “I miss you, angel.”

You felt your heart beat a little faster. “I miss you too, Hannie. So much.” You smiled. The guilt was really getting to you now with the way your boyfriend truly seemed to have nothing but the sweetest things in mind as opposed to you, who called him with the sole purpose of trying to get off to his voice. You sighed, the sound coming out as a broken moan when you accidentally applied a bit too much pressure to your clit with your fingers.

You were silent. Jeonghan was silent. Fuck, now you really wished you had a vibrator, it would’ve been less trouble.

“[Y/n], why did you really call me?” Jeonghan finally said. You hesitated despite already having been caught, unsure of how he would react.

“I can’t do it without you, Jeonghan. I really do miss you, but I also need you so bad.”

Jeonghan chuckled, the sound sending shivers down your spine. “Cant do it without me, huh? My angel can’t make herself cum on her own?”

“No, Hannie. Need your cock, your fingers, your mouth, anything.” You heard Jeonghan curse under his breath on the other end of the line, and you wondered if you were having the same effect on him.

“You have no idea what you do to me, baby.” He said quietly. “We have to make this quick. I don’t know when the others will be coming back.”

You nodded despite the fact that he couldn’t see you, eager to finally get release with Jeonghan being away from you—physically, at least.

“Are you doing it my way or yours?” He asked, pushing down his sweatpants just enough so that his cock could spring free. He spat into his palm, hissing as he started to stroke himself.

“Yours.” You replied, circling your enterancd with one of your fingers. “I like the way you do it better.”

“Hm, Good. Start with just one finger for right now, okay? Ease yourself into it.” He instructed. Eagerly, you obeyed, sinking your middle finger into your dripping cunt, a sigh of content slipping out of your lips. “Feels good, baby?”

“Mhm, yeah.” You said, slowly pulling your finger out and then sliding it back inside of you, your moaning growing louder whenever you reached your g-spot. “C-can I use another finger?”

“Hmm…not yet.” Really, even now, Jeonghan just had to be a tease. He stifled a laugh when you whined into the phone and mumbled “please, please” over and over again. “Just be patient for me, angel. You do want to cum, don’t you?”

“Yes, I need to. I-I’ll be patient, I’m sorry.”

“Good answer.” You hated the fact that you could hear the smirk in his voice, but continued on with your ministrations, finally having built up a comfortable rhythm even if you were only using one finger. “Go ahead, use another finger.”

You moaned with delight as you pushed your ring finger inside of you as you moved them quicker inside of you, your breathing growing more and more uneven and your thighs began to tremble. “Hannie, I’m—”

“Close already, angel?” He asked you.

“Yes, s-so close. Really close.”

Jeonghan groaned, speeding up the speed of his own hand, rubbing his thumb over his slit. “F-Fuck,” He moaned. “Don’t cum yet, wait for me.”

You whimpered, but seeing as you didn’t have a choice with him you did as he said while you sped up the circular motions on your clit. “Please, now?” You asked breathlessly.

“Mmm, yeah, go ahead and cum, angel. Nice and loud for me, okay?”

You finally came, your hips bucking up into your hand as you screamed Jeonghan’s name as if it was the only word you could say. On the other end of the line, Jeonghan came at the same time you did, his release shooting out all over his hand, stomach, and a little bit on his sweatpants while he let out a drawn-out whine of your name. You both listened to the sound of each others breathing go from erratic to stable before speaking again.

“Guess you were wrong, hm? You can cum without me.”

You gave him an exasperated laugh, standing up with shaky legs to toss your shorts and ruined underwear into your laundry basket and slipped into the bathroom to wash off your hand. “Only because of you, Hannie. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome, angel. And once I get home, I promise we won’t spend even a single second apart.”

You smiled, your body feeling warm with sentimentality. “Promise?”

“Promise.”

How many times does it take to get smarter? Y.JH

Summary: 

Jeonghan and you start a fwb relationship after years of being best friends. He only has two rules: no feelings and no kissing. Who’s going to break the rules first?

Wordcount: around 6.3k

Warnings: unprotected sex, vaginal penetration, oral sex (f. receiving), fingering, bossy Jeonghan

Requested: Yes, here

P.S - Italic is for thoughts mainly from Y/N’s perspective and quotes. Bold is for text messages and/or calls between characters

As you sit on your couch on your day off and stare at the message in your phone, you ask yourself: How did this all start anyway? How are you sitting here, sexting your best friend in the middle of the afternoon and absolutely loving it? Well, for most of your shared friends, ‘this was bound to happen sooner or later’ as they so lovingly put it but, for both you and Jeonghan (the one on the receiving end of the sexting) this was never supposed to happen and it can end just as abruptly as it started.

You don’t remember exactly who leaned in and started all of this but you do remember the conversation after your boundaries as best friends had been completely crossed. While still naked and tangled, Jeonghan immediately stated he would like to continue doing this with you on a friends with benefits basis only, and if you agreed, he had only two main rules for this whole thing. 

First rule was a pretty cliché one: no feelings. You remember laughing at this when it first said it and teasing him for such a cliché move.

“It’s cliché for a reason, love. It happens more than it should” you remember how serious he sounded.

Second rule was an unbelievable one and it made you laugh even harder than the previous: no kissing. Now it makes sense why he did not kiss you at all during that first time you were together even though you were very (VERY) interested in doing so.

“Hannie, are you being serious? Who am I? The mistress you can’t kiss because if you do, it’s considered cheating on the non-existing housewife waiting for you at home?” you really couldn’t stop laughing.

“Kissing is reserved for people I want a serious relationship with and see myself being with in the long run” he said, even more serious this time around.

You stopped laughing immediately and… It hurt. That comment stung. Looking back on it, you realize this may have been a sign that you should not say yes to his proposition. That there was only one way this ‘agreement’ was going to end: badly. WIth you in tears. 

But you ignored that initial sting and pain. You ignored that initial sign from your brain and heart and said yes.

Jeonghan let you know there were essentially no other rules. You could call and/or text whenever you needed him and wanted to have him and he would do the same. Your friendship would remain the same, still having your weekly dinner and movie/show and, whenever either of you wanted to end this, for whatever reason, it would immediately end. One thing he kept saying was “No matter what, no matter how this ends, I still want you in my life, love. You are one of the most important people in my life, and that will never change”.

You nodded silently. But of course he would not let you get away with just nodding. He takes out his most powerful weapon against you. His pinkie. He wanted you to pinkie promise that your friendship would remain the same after you were done fucking each other casually. You remember how much a pinkie promise means to Jeonghan. The words ‘It can never be broken’ pop up in your mind and you hesitate. 

This was sign two. You got two signs from yourself during that same initial conversation with him to stop this before you both ruined what you have built together over the years.

Yet… You did it. You lifted your pinkie and you made that promise to each other. Why did it suddenly feel like you wouldn’t be able to hold up the end of your promise when the time came? ‘We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it’ you had told yourself.

After that first time, you didn’t speak to each other for two weeks. The only messages exchanged between the two of you were the ones he sent to cancel your weekly meetings. You thought this was very strange. In all the years you have known each other and started this weekly tradition, he missed one, maybe two in all that time. This was unlike the Jeonghan you knew and you started to wonder if the gravity of the situation had finally caught up with him. 

You have always had the tendency to overthink things. And a tendency to: ‘hurt yourself with your own imagination’ as Jeonghan lovingly put it. So you told yourself that maybe he was just busy with work or… Well… Maybe another fuck-buddy or one-night stand. That’s the thing about him, he rarely dates anyone seriously. However, fuck-buddies and one-night stands are something he revels in more than most. 

You never thought about it much. Always just figured he has high standards for who he dates and just wants to keep the loneliness at bay by having these agreements with different women. 

Now that you were one of these women, you wanted to know if this would be an exclusive fuck-buddy relationship. For health purposes, obviously. Not because you are a very jealous person who does not like sharing, of course. God, you hoped he was just busy with work and not with someone else. If he had been with someone else, did this mean you hadn’t been good enough? That whatever happened between the two of you didn’t satisfy him? That would be a depressing revelation since you were left extremely satisfied after your first time with Jeonghan.

As you sit on the edge of your bed, overthinking everything about the last time you and him were face-to-face, your phone starts to ring next to you and of course, it’s the man himself: Yoon Jeonghan.

“You home?” he states plainly.

“Well, hello to you too, Mr. Yoon. How have you been? Good! Me? Been good too, busy with work but you know-”

“Stop the games, Y/N. I’m not in the mood. You home or do I have to call someone else?” he said as he rudely interrupted your very passive aggressive answer.

“I’m home” you answered and swallowed thickly.

“Good. Be there in 30. Be ready” he said in a very low voice and proceeded to hang up on you.

Shit, that was new, you thought. You were not quite sure what to make of that but you remembered the time that you accidentally heard the boys talk about how Jeonghan was less than vanilla with most people he slept with and then you started feeling oh so excited for him to arrive.

Those 30 minutes went by so unbearably slow. You remember it as if it was yesterday. You spent those 30 minutes getting ready for him. You showered, used your strawberry lotion that he loved so much and put on the tiniest, filthiest lingerie piece you had on. You then started to overthink again. Just because he had called like that, it didn’t mean he would want you. Were you being presumptuous? ‘Better put a robe on, just in case I’m extremely wrong’ you thought and you went to your closet to find the baby blue silk robe you loved so much.

He rang your doorbell right on time which was very on brand for the Jeonghan you have known for so long. You were a bit shaky walking to the door but you kept telling yourself ‘It’s just your friend, Jeonghan. Just your friend. Nothing to be shaking for. Your heart has no business beating this hard and fast for him’.

You opened the door and he immediately walked past you into your living room. He started taking off his jacket and shoes. 

“What are you standing there for? Go to the bedroom, take your clothes off and wait for me on the bed” he stated while staring you up and down and realizing you had a much too short robe on you.

“Excuse me?” you defied him. Of course you did. You had always done that as his friend and that was not about to change just because you two had found yourselves in that position at that moment in time.

“Talk back to me again and I’ll leave right now and find myself someone with less of a fucking smart mouth” he said while he looked feral and very ready to be true to his previous words.

You had not answered him. Instead, you went to the bedroom, took off your robe and waited for him on the bed as he had told you. While there, you heard him moving around in the bathroom and started to realize you were probably in for a wild ride that evening.

He walked into the bedroom and when he first looked at you, he stopped and just stared. He was breathing heavily and licking his lips.

“For someone who likes to talk back to me so much, you sure were ready to be fucked tonight weren’t you, love?” he said and you gulped.

“Better safe than sorry. I like being prepared”

“Hmm… Good girl” he responded and you almost melted into your mattress right then and there. 

“Are you going to do something or just stare at me all night, Hannie?”

“Let me be clear since you don’t seem to know your place. I make the rules here, not you. I move when I want to. I do what I want to. And you will be a good girl and take everything I give you, when I give you. Do you understand?” he asked and you audibly scoffed at him.

He squinted his eyes at you and cracked his neck. You got scared he was going to walk out and in that moment you deeply hated your mouth for always being so fucking honest.

“One more scoff or mouthy comeback and I’m walking out of here. That’s a fucking promise. Now, are you going to be a good girl and know your place from now on or do I need to leave and end this fucking deal?” 

“Stay. I’ll be good…” you answered in a barely audible voice.

“You’ll have to speak louder, love. Don’t be embarrassed. It’s just me. Your Hannie, yeah? You trust me, right?”

“Of course I do. This is just… Very new. Maybe… Be a bit patient with me if I screw up, yeah?” you asked him in what you considered to be your most innocent look.

“You’re right. I’m sorry. I’ll be more patient. Just had a very shitty day” he said while he walked closer to you.

“Let me make it better, Hannie” you said while you started to unbuckle his belt and undo his zipper. He looked down at you and held your face with both hands.

“You look so fucking gorgeous in that tiny fucking thing, love. You know that, hmm?” he said while he held your face.

“Thank you, Hannie…” you answered shyly while you continued to take his pants and underwear off.

Once his bottom half was fully displayed to you, you started to stroke his cock while you both stared at each other. It started to leak with pre-cum and you took advantage of that to stroke harder and faster.

“You gonna put this cock in your mouth or just stroke it like we’re teenagers hiding from our parents, baby?” he said breathily. And, for a split second your mind started to think about that pet name. Baby. He had never called any of his flings by that pet name. Well, at least not in front of you but you rationalized that behind closed doors he probably had done it before. You were not different nor special.

You chose not to answer him. You just pushed him a bit away from you, you moved from the bed to the floor, on your knees and dove in.

You had never really enjoyed sucking dick. It had always been something you do for your partner but it never had any effect on you. Until this man, that is. At that moment, you were desperate. You wanted to suck the life out of him through his dick. You were going to make sure he would never forget the kind of head you gave him. 

You were sloppy and loud. Spit was running down your chin and you had started easing up into fitting his whole cock in your mouth (and throat). It had been a long while since you had had a cock this big and since you deep throated. When you had finally managed to fully swallow all of him, he pulled you back with a groan. He was panting hard when he pulled you up to your feet by one of your hands and by your hair.

“You’re so greedy. You need to be taught some manners” he said as he backed you up until you reached your bed.

He took off the last pieces of clothing he had on and pushed you down on the bed. You moved up on the bed with him as he started to settle between your legs.

“Look at you. So fucking sloppy…” he said while he spread the remaining spit on your chin all over your face.

“Hmm… Just the way I like it though…” he continued praising you.

He started touching you. Started by slowly running his hand from your neck down to your hip bone while he stared at you. This had been very different from the first time you two had been together. The first time had been rushed. No suspense, mostly no foreplay. Straight to the point. This time, it seemed he was wanting to take his time and was in no mood to rush anything.

Fuck, you wanted to kiss him. Bad. You had to keep reminding yourself ‘No kissing. Don’t kiss him. Don’t lean in. Don’t you dare ruin this’. You decided to start touching him, to try and prevent your urges from coming through and breaking one of his rules.

You started to run your fingers through his hair and use your nails on his scalp, just the way he had always loved it. You then moved your other hand down his chest and lightly scratched his chest in the process. He hissed and slapped your thigh.

“No scratching and no marks, baby” he said while he started to kiss down your neck.

“Are those new rules, Hannie?” you asked as you started to get more and more breathless. 

“In a sense, yes. They apply for me but not for you. No marking me but I can mark you however I see fit. Understood?” 

“Unfair…” you stated as you began to pout at him.

“No pouting. These are my rules. Not too late to back out, love” he said while then moving his hand to your back to undo your bra. 

All you could do was moan. Something flashed in your mind ‘Not too late to back out’. You quickly put that idea out of your mind. You didn’t want to back out. You had wanted this and you were going to continue with this deal.

That was the third real sign. Just a quick flash. A brief warning from your heart most likely. But again, you ignored it.

“I need an answer, love. Is this too much for you?” he asked and stopped moving to look into your eyes while he waited for your answer.

“No, it’s fine. Just… I might forget them in the heat of the moment, so I’ll need your help enforcing the rules” you answered and he laughed, almost mocking you.

“Don’t worry, love. I definitely won’t forget them. I’ll stop you if it gets to that” he said and then continued to take off your bra. 

With the bra out of the way, he started to kiss and leave hickies all over your chest. Wherever his mouth wasn’t, his hands were. You felt so surrounded, so engulfed. You were getting louder by the second and you knew he was enjoying it. He kept humming when you got particularly loud and continued to abuse that specific spot until a full mark had begun to form. 

Once he was satisfied with his work, he leaned back on his heels between your legs and stared at you while running his hands through your legs. 

“You look even better with my marks all over you, baby” he said and he noticed you started to get a bit red and shy and refused to look him in the eye. He tapped your thigh twice and you looked at him (finally). He then smiled at you, leaned over and completely cupped your pussy with his hand. You started to pant almost instantly.

“Shit, baby. You’re already so fucking wet. You were trying to give me shit on marking you but look at this fucking mess you’re making” he said as he started to run his fingers through the wet patch in your (now) soaked panties.

“Hannie…” you moaned as he kept stroking you ever so lightly.

“Hmm… You sound so pretty, baby” he whispered in your ear.

He then began to slide your panties off. He was being so slow, so meticulous. You didn’t know how much longer you could wait for him to touch you. You also knew that if you had started to protest, he would have probably given you an even more difficult time. 

He finally leaned in. Head between your legs, he began to blow air on your now swollen and begging to be touched clit while he held your pussy lips open with one hand. You hummed and instinctively moved your hips close to his mouth. You immediately thought you had fucked up.

The look you had in your eyes must have shown that fear because next thing you know Jeonghan is laughing at you. 

“I’ll let that one slide since I feel generous at the moment” he said and before you could have thanked him, he dove in and latched his mouth to your pussy. He grabbed your thighs with both hands and started to eat you out desperately. If you thought you had been sloppy when sucking his dick, he was even sloppier while eating you out. He was making out with your pussy like his life depended on it. Your moans had started to get louder, especially anytime he sucked and rolled your clit on his tongue. 

He kept humming and moaning along with you until he finally decided to insert one finger into your pussy. He had not kept that finger alone for too long and decided to join a second finger into your wet pussy. With two fingers and with how wet you were, the noises echoing through your bedroom were indecent, filthy. And you began to get closer and closer to the edge and it was when he moved his other hand to your tit and began to grab and massage it that you were pushed over the edge with a cry and moan of his name.

He moved back up your body and started to kiss your cheeks and neck softly while you were coming down from your high. 

“You were so fucking good for me, baby. So good… Let me know when you’re ready” he said while you tried to calm your breathing down.

“Fuck… I’m ready… Please, Hannie… Don’t make me wait anymore…” you moaned in desperation.

He started to move his cock up and down your folds and as he was about to get inside of you, you stopped him.

“Condom? Tell me you brought one, please” you said while you looked in his eyes.

“I thought since we started this deal, we wouldn’t need it anymore. I know you’re on birth control”

“I mean… As long as you’re not fucking anyone else while you’re fucking me… I guess we can. But if you plan to have more fuck-buddies or one-night stands or whatever you want to call them, then no. We will need a condom” you said very seriously. You wanted him to understand that it was your turn to set up at least this one rule for yourself.

He looked at you with a strange expression. Almost disappointed that you even thought about him fucking other people when just two weeks before, he had proposed this deal to you.

“Of course I’m not fucking anyone else. You know I don’t have multiple fuck-buddies at the same time. Definitely not now, when I have this deal with you, love” he said and he inched closer to your face. You held your breath. ‘Is he gonna kiss me?’ you asked yourself. He rubbed his nose in yours and asked:

“So… Condom? No condom? Your call, love” and he continued rubbing his cock in your folds.

“No condom. Just get inside me. Now”

“Bossy” he smirked and finally (finally) got inside you. You both sighed and cursed under your breath when he bottomed out which made you both giggle.

He licked his lips, leaned back and placed both your legs on his shoulders. Then, he started with long strokes which quickly transformed into him pounding into you. He was fucking you hard. And with this position, he was kept at a distance from your lips which made you think about how fucking brilliant the man between your legs truly was. 

The sound of skin slapping, of how wet your pussy was, was driving you both insane. You could tell he was quickly losing his composure and so were you. You were still sensitive and you were already beginning to feel that familiar burning inside of you. Fuck, you were close. Very close.

He leaned in, bent you like a pretzel and whispered so so close to your lips:

“I got you. Cum, baby. Let go. I’m right here”

With his hand around your thigh and thumb on your clit rubbing furiously, you came with a loud scream of his name.

“Hannie… Hannie… Sensitive…” you said still panting.

“I know, baby. I’m right there… Fuck… Where? Tell me where”

You knew exactly what he was asking and your answer may not have been the smartest in that moment, but honestly, you didn’t give a fuck about being smart, not while he was between your legs looking at you like that.

“Inside, please. Please, Hannie. I need it”

And then, it was his turn to spill ropes of cum into you. ‘Begging. Of course. Predictable but expected’ you had thought about what triggered him to finally let go. 

Jeonghan laid on you, trying to keep most of his weight off of you while still recovering from his high. 

It was like everything hit you at once. You went there again. You two really crossed that line again and from the looks of it, it would continue happening after that moment. You… Didn’t know exactly what you were feeling. Looking back now… Maybe you knew exactly what you were feeling and that’s why you were so scared in that moment after everything that had transpired between you that night.

He got up, went to the bathroom and came back to clean you. He didn’t say a word and neither did you. He laid back down and pulled you close. You remembered thinking ‘This is not how fuck-buddies are supposed to act’. And you asked him:

“Do you cuddle all your fuck-buddies or should I consider myself lucky?”

“You should consider yourself special, love” he said right before falling asleep and you had felt it then. The fourth sign. You made a terrible mistake that night. You believed him.

The next morning he had left and said he would call you or text you or ‘whatever the fuck’. Ever the poet. And this is how this journey that you are now contemplating while sitting on your couch waiting for his text started.

After that second time, you two had met up regularly, sometimes multiple times a week. You always stayed at each other's place overnight and had always continued moving forward in your life. 

Your friendship was still the same, nothing major had changed and it was going great. But you kept waiting for that other shoe to drop. You knew sooner or later that it would because after the last time you were together, you remembered thinking that you didn’t want him to leave that morning. That maybe, instead of meeting up in your bed next time, you could meet up at the restaurant you’ve always wanted to go down the street from his house that he never took you to because ‘That is way too romantic for us, love’. 

That last time you were together, the one that made you think all of this… It was strange. You had felt at the time, something had shifted for him too because while he was fucking you on his kitchen counter, he leaned in so close… You could almost taste him… And then he moved away and flipped you over so that you were now bent over the counter and as far away from his lips as possible. Jeonghan had wanted to kiss you then, you were sure of it. You didn’t know what to feel. Happy because he had wanted to? Or devastated at the fact he still didn’t kiss you?

Fifth sign. You were devastated. You considered stopping everything. Just putting an end to your arrangement. You already knew you were fucked for him and you were also painfully aware that he did not feel the same way.

You didn’t text or call him. He, in turn, texted and called you multiple times. You had claimed you were on a business trip and out of the country. You were just hiding at home. Too much of a coward to break it off and too hurt to see him.

Of course this didn’t last long. Jeonghan knew you better than anyone and he knew when you were lying and avoiding something. Even though he knew, he had left you alone for that week. He probably had figured you needed time to deal with whatever was holding you back. But after that week, he showed up at your door. You didn’t make a sound, wondering if he would just leave if you did not answer any of the rings or knocks.

“I know you’re in there, Y/N. I gave you a week of lying and hiding. No more. Let me in, please, love”

Nothing. You didn’t want to see him. ‘Why is he like this?’ you had asked yourself. But you knew if the roles were reversed, you would be doing the exact same thing at his door and would not be leaving until he opened it so you knew the only way out of this was through it.

You opened the door, turned and started walking to your couch. You started playing whatever you were watching before he showed up and pretended to be paying attention to it. ‘Shit’ you thought. You knew he saw right through you.

“Are you really going to do this? You think I don’t know you enough to know what you’re pulling?” he asked, sitting on the couch with you and staring at you.

“I’m fine, Hannie. Just wanted to be alone for a while. Simple” you told him. You hated playing this card on him but he knew that once in a while you got a bit down about your family and the struggles with those relationships and you always used to tell him ‘Sometimes all I need is some alone time and I figure it out’. 

“You could’ve told me instead of lying though. You know I hate lies. You promised a long time ago, no lies between us, remember?”

You stared at him.

“I’m sorry, Hannie. Didn’t want to burden you, that’s all”

He had looked at you almost as if trying to figure out what you were thinking. Trying to understand why you had lied and kept lying. He must have decided then, it wasn’t worth asking anymore and he just put his arm around you, looked at the TV and asked:

“What are we watching, then?”

You had indeed started to watch the show with him but that quickly turned into something else. And again, this time was even stranger than the last. 

He had been so gentle with you, always whispering sweet nothings. Things you thought should only be whispered to a significant other, not a friend, not a fuck-buddy. No. This felt very different. 

That night, it felt like he made love to you. He laid you back on the couch after stripping both of you naked. He took his time eating you out like you were his last meal and only after you came 3 times from his mouth alone did he start fucking you. Or at the time, you thought he was going to fuck you but he surprised you. He held both your hands and kept them intertwined while he slowly thrusted into you. You lost track of time. It felt surreal, it felt like you were dreaming.

In the middle of all the moaning and panting and whispering, he did something that you never expected. He… Kissed you. It wasn’t soft or gentle. It was a passionate kiss, tongues intertwined, moaning like he needed this like he needed air to breathe. Such a contrast from how he was thrusting into you. And you let him. You kissed him back and you remember thinking ‘A kiss between friends shouldn’t feel this way’. 

Your heart was pounding and you wanted to feel his but he had kept your hands above your head intertwined with his and would not let go.

That night, after you both came and he cleaned you up. He didn’t say a word, just like during your second time. Except this time, he did not stay the night.

He got dressed and walked out. Without even a spare glance at you. You knew then. The sixth and final sign before you had decided, it was time to come clean and end this.

And that’s precisely what you were trying to do when you started texting him. However, as usual he had other plans and that’s why texting turned into sexting which turned into you reliving everything that has happened in the last couple of months between you.

This realization snaps you back into reality and you abruptly delete the very graphic text you were about to send and send another one instead.

“Come over whenever you can. I need to talk to you about something” you sent.

“What a way to kill a boner, Y/N. Let’s keep having fun now, I’ll come over when this meeting ends” and you wondered why you even thought his response was going to be any different.

“I’m serious, Jeonghan. No more games for today. Come over when you can and we’ll talk then” you sent and put your phone on silent. You didn’t want a back and forth, you needed him to know you were serious.

You were sure he knew though. Very rarely did you call him Jeonghan. It was always ‘angel’ or ‘Hannie’. Never Jeonghan.

You knew what was going to happen once he was there. Your heart was about to be broken by your favorite person in the world. You wanted to have hope, but you knew better than that. You knew him better than that. You were never special. The only difference between you and the usual girls he found, was that you had been best friends before. That was it. Nothing else to it.

After thinking about how you were going to tell him the truth. You decided to be as blunt as possible. He always loved that about you. When you were completely honest with him about everything. Even if the shit you said sometimes hurt to hear.

He got to your apartment almost an hour after that text. That was fairly quickly during his work day so he must have known you meant what you texted.

“So… Should I sit down for this, love? You’re not dying are you?” he joked. 

However, when he saw the look in your eyes he knew. This was not a joking matter and this moment wasn’t about him. It was about you.

“I love you, Jeonghan”

He stared at you.

“And no, I don’t mean in a ‘best friends’ type of way. I’m in love with you. If I’m being honest with both of us, I always have been. From the day I met you. But I knew.. I was never your type. Not then… Definitely not now. So I settled. I became your best friend. I realized I wanted to stay by your side even if you never saw me the way I wanted you too. It was… well… Stupid of me. Of course I only realized this once you started dating someone. It was painful but I pushed it down. If I’ve learned anything about my shitty childhood and most of my shitty life is to compartmentalize things. So, I put the box with all my feelings for you deep inside of my soul and pushed it down anytime I thought that dam would break. Until now. You were right. Clichés are clichés for a reason. Except in this case, I was already in love with you. I just hoped you would fall too.”

You knew it was a lot to process but now that you opened this dam, you couldn’t close it anymore. You were sobbing now looking at him and you couldn’t tell what he was thinking at all. No emotion was showing in his face. He too knew all too well to compartmentalize and he had a much better poker face than yours.

“Don’t worry though. I have no illusions that you feel the same way. I know you don’t. You made that perfectly clear after we fucked the first time. ‘Kissing is reserved for people I want a serious relationship with and see myself being with in the long run’. That really fucking hurt. The person I loved most in the world telling me I’m simply not good enough for them. I’m good enough to fuck though, apparently” you chuckled darkly.

“I know you kept saying that no matter what, you still wanted me in your life. What you forgot to wonder was if at the end of this deal, I would still want you in my life. I do. But not as a friend. Not as a fuck-buddy. I want all of it. And…I know you can’t give that to me. Even if you kissed me last time. I know you didn’t mean it like that. That’s why you left, right? Because you thought I was going to get sentimental about it. Well… I did. Cried myself to sleep in fact. You may have broken that rule first but I broke the most important rule long before we started this.” you kept going and now… Now he was also holding back tears, realizing this is not just the end of the deal. It’s the end of you two.

“I don’t blame you for any of it. In fact, you gave me plenty of options to back out. But I was greedy. I wanted to know what it was like. To be with you. Even if it was pretend, even if none of it was ever real. I wanted to feel it. What the ones good enough for you felt before me and what others will in the future. I needed to know. Even if now I am hurting and will keep hurting for a long time… Maybe for the rest of my life.” 

You were done. Now, the worst part came. You were about to give him an out and you knew he was going to take it but you had to know. You had to be sure.

“I know this is a lot to take in and I know you probably feel blindsided and overwhelmed. But I also know your answer. I just needed you to hear my side. Now that you have, it’s time to make your choice. Stay here and talk to me about this, which means giving us a chance. Or leave, without saying a word. Without looking back, like you did the last time we saw each other. And I’ll know for sure.”

He started to move.

“Before you make your decision though, know that whatever decision you make is final. There will be no regrets. No reconnecting in a few years when you think enough time has passed. If you walk out. We are done. Our paths will never converge or cross again. I love you Jeonghan. But I have to love myself more.”

He nodded. Audibly gulped. And then did what you were already expecting from him.

He left.

He left you.

Just as abruptly as it started, it had now ended. 

Not just the deal, no.

Everything.

You knew. You knew this would be his choice but why did it still fucking hurt this much.

There will never be another Jeonghan in your life. He was everything to you, even now. While you are crying and tearing pictures apart. You know.

Life as you know it was done. You will have to carry on with a broken heart that will never be healed.

But you are proud of yourself. You spent so much of your life choosing others over yourself and today, you chose yourself.

Eventually, the broken heart won’t be as loud. Time will help. You will still hurt, always for him but you will be better. You will be yourself again just with a few more scars.

As for Jeonghan… He also knew.

He knew there will never be another you.

He knew that night when he left. He doesn’t kiss anyone accidentally. No, he learned that the hard way a long time ago. He had wanted to kiss you. And not just that night. All the other times before then too.

He told himself it was the sex. It was just too good. It was clouding his judgment.

He didn’t have feelings for you, not at all. It just wasn’t possible. Not after all these years. Right? Or did he.. Always feel this way? Was that why he acted the way he did and jumped at the first opportunity to have you in his bed? 

He knew. Finally.

He also knows now you will never forgive him. The pinky promise had finally been broken.

He will have to settle. All his worries about the future. About dating only the right people. People worthy of him. Everything makes sense now.

Most people were not worthy of him only after he met you. You showed him what love was from the start and no one could measure up.

It’s too late now.

And besides, he’s the one that was never worthy of you. Never once. And he never will be.

Please let me know if you’d like a part 2 of this. I am a happy endings fan so I might be down to write it if you guys want it too so please reach out and let me know! And let me know if you liked it please CHEERS 🥂

PS: You can find part 2 here

think i need someone older

Living in a small village takes a toll on you after having lived in the big city. So, after months of feeling down, your brother Soonyoung decides to get you out of the house for some socializing with his friends. You meet Jeonghan, who for some reason, doesn’t seem to like you.

⋆ pairing: jeonghan x f!reader

⋆ word count: 7.9K

⋆ tags: village au, dom!jeonghan, jeonghan is kinda mean, enemies to ?, name calling, degradation, praise, choking, fingering, teasing, oppa gets used a few times, pussy slapping (once), dry humping, unprotected sex, creampie, wonwoo hears them

⋆ warnings: smut, drug use (marijuana), alcohol consumption

⋆ notes: my first fic on tumblr! this is the first time i’ve written a svt fic since i’m a baby carat 👉👈 hope you enjoy reading it as much as i enjoyed writing it ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა - mar

title inspired by the song ‘older - isabel larosa’

(next)

A sigh escapes your lips as you eye the growing pile of unread books on your nightstand, never in the mood to start any of them anymore. Buying books and reading books are two different hobbies, or so you heard.

Don't misunderstand, you used to love getting lost in the many different stories, getting sucked into the different plots pulling at your hearts strings in a way to escape boring reality, but, I guess, not anymore.

Nothing really feels fun or fresh anymore after getting back home from a year abroad living in a big city. The fast paced life excited you, meeting new people and seeing new places daily. Your life was filled with constant dopamine, with good highs and undeniably some low lows, but none you wouldn't pick over the dull, soulless life you had being back in your hometown, a small village with just over 10,000 people in it.

It doesn't matter now anyways, since everything is just a mere painful reminder of what was.

You squint your eyes when your bedroom door slightly opens, the light from the corridor startling your eyes for the first few seconds.

"Soonyoung.." you groan at your brother, who's eyes curiously peek at you through the small gap. His dark orbs almost disappear when he smiles at you sweetly. He closes the door behind him after stepping into your room, scanning the bedroom for a second before his gaze fixes back on you. You can tell he has something in that head of his, a small smile tugging on his lips before letting his body dip into your mattress.

A small groan escapes his mouth, and he crawls next to your body. "Are you all ready?" he asks, his finger swiping up on his phone to unlock it before tapping away vigorously. You turn your head slightly to look at his face.

"Ready? Ready for what exactly?" you frown.

The tip of his tongue sticks out while he's focussed on the screen in front of him. He inhales and turns it off with the click of a button, the phone falling flat against his chest before he looks back at you.

His cheeks seem to grow in size when he gives you a sweet smile. "Hanging out with some friends, wanna come with?"

You respond by quickly shaking your head with a subtle frown on your face. Soonyoung gives you a loud whine, throwing his head back into one of your pillows. Once he started whining you knew it was basically over for you. Stubbornness was a family trait your brother excelled at way better than you.

"Get up, you're going with me wether you like it or not." he gets up from your bed and smoothes some of the wrinkles in his oversized shirt, waiting till you follow him.

You sigh and get up, seeing how his face lights up when you do, except you know there wasn't any way getting out of this anyway.

A part of you feels excited to do something again after so many months of moping and numbing brain rot, but you would never admit that to him.

Soonyoung can't help feeling glee as you two walk together to one of his usual hang spots. As an older brother he knows all too well how down you've been feeling since being back in your village, not really knowing how to get you out of this rut he figured it'd be a good start to get you to socialize again, even if it was just his friends. But knowing some of them, he cant help wondering if he's making the right choice.

You two approach the small park around the corner of your street, walking way back to a graffiti covered metal dome that has been the village's hang spot for as long as you could remember. The dome is a modest 2 meters wide having built in seats, with a wide opening in the front so it isn't completely secluded from people walking through the park. Yet, the dark sky and late night breeze prevented many people from strolling around these days.

"Nyoung!" you recognize the voice calling your brother. The two of you approach, and you recognize one of the two people sitting in front of you as Joshua, who's been his friend for a few years.

You've only seen him a handful of times before, but he always had a sweet smile on his face whenever he saw you.

You make eye contact with the other guy, and you try not to think about how stunningly attractive he is, with long, dark hair falling to his shoulders and messy bangs that fall into his big eyes. He sits with his left ankle tucked under his right thigh, his right foot resting on the cigarette bud covered stone floor.

By his demeanor you could tell he wasn't into the idea of a random girl joining them. His eyes fall on you for a few seconds looking unfazed, and there’s a glint of annoyance rooted behind them.

He slowly changes his gaze to Soonyoung, giving your brother an acknowledging nod. 

"I brought my little sister!" you hear your brother say excitedly, his loud voice echos though the park as he places a hand on top of your head. You move away from his touch, hissing at him quietly.

Joshua gives you a warm smile. "So nice to see you again y/n! How long has it been, two years?" he purses his lips a little as to think if it's actually been that long. You nod. "Yes. Nice to see you, Joshua." you smile, feeling a little awkward standing in front of the two guys.

"This is Jeonghan," your brother says, pointing to the guy you deemed more unlikable by the second. You look back at him briefly, his features way too soft and pretty for a guy.

"He used to go to the same primary school as us, but I didn't know him back then as he was a few years above me." Jeonghan looks at you carefully, before lifting his hand and bringing a joint to his lips that you hadn't seen before. He takes a slow drag, his chest expanding as the smoke fills his lungs.

Soonyoung continues, "We met over a year ago at Joshua's place."

Jeonghan exhales the smoke, the strong smell of weed filling your nostrils. He takes his eyes off you to pass the joint to Joshua, and you feel slightly annoyed that he's being so aloof.

Joshua accepts the cigarette, using it to point at the empty seat next to him. "Chan's is on his way, something about his shitty car breaking down." he chuckles.

Your brother laughs loudly at the thought of his friend’s car breaking down again. He takes a seat on Joshua's left, the last spot being on the far right, next to Jeonghan, who's knee is covering half of the seat. You're positive he's not this dense, and assume he's purposely pretending not to notice while keeping his comfortable position.

Joshua however, seems to catch on, and stands up quickly, grabbing your elbow softly and having you sit next to your brother. He squirms in the far right seat, forcing Jeonghan to put down his knee, earning a blank stare from his friend.

You're still next to him, but feel grateful for Joshua's little gesture. Soonyoung reveals a small bottle of vodka from the pocket of his jacket, smiling while twisting open the lid and taking a big gulp. He groans in your ear, which makes you give him a displeased look before you chuckle.

You see Joshua's hand holding the joint up for you, and he gives your brother a quick look to make sure this is okay.

Your brother would usually make a point of this, scowling you for doing things you shouldn't as any brother would, but he's way too happy about you coming along he gives his friend the green light– not that you would listen to him if he didn't anyways.

You gladly take the lit joint, curious eyes on you while you put the tip to your lips and inhale deeply. The guys hold their breath, as to expect for you to cough like a fool, which you obviously don't.

The smoke blows in the air, quickly disappearing while the drug makes quick work in your body. Joshua laughs. "Don't remember this side to you at all." he tells you, and you stifle a laugh before taking another hit.

The revving sound of a car catches you all off guard, the three faces turning to see a car parked in the distance with its bright headlights shining.

"Shit, is that Chan?" Soonyoung shouts, jumping up from his seat when he sees his friend emerge from the expensive looking car. He spares no time, running in his direction while you hear Joshua drag out a long 'wow' before making his way there as well.

Chan used to be your classmate for years back when you were younger, and you knew him pretty well since he was so close with your brother. You remember walking back home from school a handful of times with him and your brother, his overly excited personality matching Soonyoung's like no one else could.

You stare at the abandoned joint, feeling a little tense now you're alone with Jeonghan. You hear Chan boast loudly in the background with his friends excitedly talking over each other.

"You’re hogging." Jeonghan says, and you turn to look at him before handing the cigarette back to him. He mumbles a quick 'thanks' before taking a hit, leaning back against the cold metal wall behind him.

"You two don't seem related at all." he then says, catching you off guard. You stay quiet while your lips pout ever so little, but Jeonghan can tell he's getting a reaction from you. What does that even mean?

He flicks some ash on the floor before continuing. "Soonyoung's so fun and loud," he fights a smile, looking at the frown appearing between your brows. "And you're, well..." he shrugs before lighting the unlit joint, the light from the fire illuminating his pretty face.

Your jaw clenches. "I'm what?" you say, fighting the urge to roll your eyes at him. Jeonghan happily takes another drag, not sparing you another look.

"Never mind." he lets out a small laugh, clearly amused at riling you up with such few words between the two of you. You wonder why Soonyoung is friends with such a prick.

The both of you look up at the approaching figures, their talking getting louder by the second as the three of them get closer.

When your brother takes a seat next to you again you visibly relax in your seat, his shoulder leaning into you comfortably. Chan gives you a big smile when greeting you, saying how it's been so long since you last saw each other and asking you some questions about your year abroad.

"Hyung! what do you think?! Ditched my old ride." he dangles his shiny car key in front of Jeonghan, squatting down after the eldest grabs the object for close inspection, cooing at him approvingly.

You spend a good chunk of the night caught up in conversation with Joshua, boding over having lived in the same country and how much you both miss it. You find yourself laughing a lot after that, the jokes and stories between your brother and his friends was distraction you much needed.

Like always, your lightweight of a brother ends up too drunk out of his mind after drinking barely half of the small bottle he carried, and Dino fights to jerk the glass from his stubborn fingers.

Soon after some protests you manage to take your brother home, rejecting Dino's offer to drop you off since you lived so close.

That night you lay in bed replaying the night in your head, your heart feeling full and content. The warm burn in your chest is something you haven't felt a long time, and even though it was only a short meeting you live the following days in ecstasy, high on this happiness making the meaningless days maybe not so meaningless.

Your brother's little mission to get you out more continues two weeks later, the both of you inside of his car on the way to Joshua's place to 'pick up something very quickly' as your brother had put it. You were supposed to go see some movie Soonyoung hadn't stopped talking about, promising you it would be worth it.

You weren't in the mood at all, even after you had a nice time a few weeks ago–that was two whole weeks ago. Today, you found yourself back dreading leaving your room again, but you promised.

"Wait here while I run upstairs," Soonyoung tells you before quickly disappearing to god knows where. You two just emerged from the corridor of the house, standing in the cozy living room with two pair of eyes on you.

Soft music plays on the tv screen, and you're hit by the strong smell of weed. The smoke hangs in the air, visibly dancing against the ceiling above.

Of course Jeonghan's here, giving you a blank stare before focussing on rolling his joint again. He has his long hair in a low ponytail, with loose strands of his bangs framing his delicate face. You can't help wanting to tuck the heaps of hair behind his ear, needing to see that beautiful face without any obstruction of view.

You've never seen the other guy before, but he shares the same odd look in his eyes, almost fully hiding behind the frame of his glasses. He stays like that for a second before giving you a small nod, his lips slowly curling up into a charming smile.

"Soonyoung's sister." he says. You hum softly, returning the smile he's giving you. "I'm Wonwoo." he tells you. His voice is deep, and you can't help but wonder what else that mouth can do. Your brother seems to have a knack of only befriending hot people.

"Does she ever dress like a girl?" Jeonghan mumbles, leaning back into the leather sofa before licking the seal of his rolling paper. He makes direct eye contact with you, and you stifle a loud breath.

Ass. Your face visibly shows your annoyance, and you're almost able to push away the thought of how attractive he looks wetting the paper with his dirty, witty tongue. Besides, what's wrong with your outfit? It’s fall and your oversized hoody-jeans combination is very on trend. It's street style.

"Aren't you basically wearing the same outfit, hyung?" Wonwoo comments, giving the older boy a quick look. Jeonghan rolls his eyes and sighs.

"Alright, nuisance. Stop standing there and sit down already." Jeonghan tells you, throwing the joint down on the table in front of him. You frown for a second before shaking your head.

"Soonyoung should be back soon." you explain, playing with the hem of your sweater. Wonwoo chuckles before speaking. "That should take a while, those two never follow through after seeing each other."

Jeonghan hums, smiling a little at the thought of his friends. Within seconds the smile turns into a taunting grin. "Or maybe he just wants to get rid of you?" he cocks his eyebrows up, licking his lips while he observes you.

You roll your eyes. Way to make me feel bad. You already feel like a drag having your brother putting in an effort to make you feel better. Him pointing it out didn't really help calm down your wandering thoughts.

"Anyways," Wonwoo says, catching on to the dynamic quickly. He pats the seat next to him. "You can add some songs to the queue if you want," he hands you his phone after you sit down next to him. Your hands touch for less than a second, but the action has your cheeks feeling hot. You both chuckle.

Jeonghan curses softly, grabbing the joint he discarded moments before and breaking his own promise of saving it for later. He really did find you irritating. He adored Soonyoung, so how could his sister, his own flesh and blood be so different from him? How could you lack all composure and walk around with this unlikable energy surrounding you?

"Will you be at the party this weekend?" Wonwoo asks, looking at you as you hand him back his phone. Shit, you almost forgot. The birthday party your brother is throwing for Minghao.

"Um," you bite your bottom lip, figuring you would be there regardless if you wanted to or not since the party will be held at your own home. "I guess so." you nod.

It takes another thirty minutes before your brother finally comes down, a happy smile plastered on his face like usual.

"Took you long enough." Jeonghan says, straightening up as if he can't wait to watch you leave. Soonyoung chuckles, shrugging. "You know how it is," he says before looking at you. "Thanks for entertaining her." he smiles and looks at the two guys sitting beside you.

Jeonghan grins. "Of course, shes quite the antic you know." he drips with sarcasm, a glint of amusement behind his eyes while making eye contact with you. You flash him a big smile. "I always am with likable people like you." Jeonghan flashes a smile right back at you.

The party is only two days later, with heaps of people showing up at your house to celebrate Minghao's surprise party. You really couldn't hide away in your room, and a part of you doesn't want to. The only thing you dreaded this night was having to see Jeonghan.

Luckily for you he minds his business, happily chatting with a group of friends and a full glass of booze in his hand. The alcohol is flowing, and you manage to contain the amount of drinks you consume, not wanting to do something you would regret later with your brother's friends around.

To your dismay your brother leaves your side after a few shots, running around socializing like his life depended on it. You aren't alone for long, seeing a tall figure approaching you from the corner of your eye.

When you look up, you're not surprised to see Wonwoo standing in front of you with an awkward smile on his face. He carries a shot glass in each hand, holding up one for you. You gladly accept it, thanking the older guy with a happy look on your face.

He puts the glasses together, locking eyes with you. "I'm happy to see you." he tells you before chuckling shyly. You grin at him. It's cute watching him act like this.

"Me too." you smile, your eyes shrinking in size. You bring the glass to your lips, throwing your head back as the cold liquid pours down your throat. Wonwoo hisses at the bitter taste, his face grimacing in pain. "Shit." he groans, and you keep yourself from reacting to the lewd sound.

"You're not really a party person, are you?" he asks, grabbing your glass and putting both down on the table next to you. He can't be more wrong. "I like parties," you look away to think for a second. "But it's kind of weird to drink a lot around my brother." You look back into his eyes, swallowing a lump in your throat when you see how intense his gaze is.

He nods understanding. "You really don't have to hold back with us." he chews on his plump lips. "You're our friend now too." You smile warmly at his words, and he might be right.

"Thank you Wonwoo." you catch yourself talking like you're on a mission, like you're trying to get him in your bed later tonight, his big hands exploring your whole body. You give him sweet eyes and your tongue glides over your bottom lip innocently. Shit, maybe the shot was already too much.

Wonwoo chuckles again, catching onto your subtle hints without you even knowing. You both take another shot when the birthday boy comes by refusing to leave you empty handed. 

You spend the next half hour talking to him about whatever, both feeling the effect of the booze in your bodies. You audibly make him laugh out loud, his booming cackle muffled by the music. You know you've moved past tipsy when your vision is getting blurry. And you find yourself ignoring the people partying around you.

He ends up inching closers to you, his face awfully close to yours when he looks down at you to talk directly into your ear. You pick up what he puts down, his tone matching yours resulting into playful banter.

"You look really nice today." he moves his eyes down to your body. You were wearing a long sleeved dark crop top paired with a short, tight denim skirt. "Didn't know you were hiding all that." you giggle at him, hitting your first against his chest softly. "Wonwoo..." you say shyly. He looks back into your orbs, gently biting the inside of his lip unknowingly.

"Well you look really good as well." you tell him, looking at him through your lashes. Wonwoo hums approvingly before grinning at you. "Jihoon is looking for you." you both look up to see Jeonghan standing next to you with bored look on his face.

"Ah," Wonwoo says, looking around for a second. Jeonghan doesn't say anything, but just makes eye contact with him. The taller one nods. "Right." he says before giving you a smile and turning to look for his friend.

You glare at Jeonghan, who's eyes glide back to meet yours with the same bored look as before. "You're lucky Soonyoung didn't see the both of you eye-fucking each other just now." his eyebrows slightly raise, his mouth agape. You exhale in annoyance. "We were just talking." you defend yourself, watching as he looks at you like you're the most disgusting thing he's ever seen.

"If you say so." he nods, clearly not convinced. "Don't talk to him again from now on." you snicker. You really don't see what the problem is, wanting nothing more than to put him in his place. "I'm not listening to you." you laugh, turning to get away from him.

Jeonghan grabs your wrist in his grip, not leaving you till you listen. "Yes you will." he says calmly, making you laugh again. He drops your wrist and gets closer to you, his lips inching into your ear. "Are you really that desperate?" he chuckles and shakes his head lightly, thinking of how unbelievable you are. You shudder at the feeling of his breath against your skin.

You purse your lips. "Get away from me." You look him up and down, expecting him to drop it and leave like you asked him, but he doesn't budge.

"You’re gonna drink some water and call it a night." he narrows his eyes at you, getting visibly annoyed at how difficult you're being. "You really are insufferable." you chuckle in amusement before rolling your eyes at him.

Jeonghan snickers, his jaw clenching. "Me? I'm the insufferable one?" he towers over you, nearing his face in front of you. You lean back, pressing your hands against his chest to push him off, but a sudden grip on your arm stops you.

"Hi guys." Joshua gives the both of you an over the top smile. "Can I talk to you guys somewhere? In private?" You exhale a loud breath, your night ruined within a few minutes. "Why? We're done he-" Jeonghan gets cut off by Josh. "Now." he presses, pulling you behind him as he walks to the nearest room.

Jeonghan sighs and follows along, entering a bedroom after his friend opens the door. He can tell it's yours by the pictures on your wall and the big bear plushy sitting on the neatly made bed.

The door closes when the three of you are all inside. "What the hell are you guys doing?" Joshua starts, eyeing you with a frown on his face. "You really want to throw a scene here?" he moves his face to look at Jeonghan.

"He started it." you say through gritted teeth, eyes nearing at Jeonghan. He glares at you. "I don't care, act like adults for gods sake." he shakes his head like a disappointed father, and you can't help rolling your eyes. "He can't tell me to leave in my own home." you argue, crossing your arms over your chest.

Joshua looks at the long haired boy. "Really? You can't tell her that." Jeonghan sighs in annoyance. "I wouldn't have to if you didn't send me over there in the first place." Your fists tighten in anger. Who were they to tell you what you could and couldn't do?

"If you all just mind your fucking business." normally you wouldn't have cursed at people you only met a few times before, but the alcohol in your body manifested in many different ways. "Maybe if you didn't whore around with your brother in the same room we would've." Jeonghan spits back at you.

Joshua curses under his breath when he remembers the time. "Shit, I have to get Minghao's present before its midnight," he sighs before nearing his index finger between you and Jeonghan. "Don't leave this room till you two are done. Fight, or make up, I really don't care."

With that he leaves the two of you alone in your room. You uncross your arms, dropping them down next to your tense body. You can feel Jeonghan's eyes on you, but you purposely ignore his gaze.

There's a few seconds of silence between the two of you before you decide Joshua should be long gone, and you turn to grab the door knob to get away from the prick as soon as possible.

The door only opens a few inches before it gets pushed back into the doorframe with a loud bang. You do a 180 turn, ready to verbally assault the boy who's hand you see are now next to your head, resting against the door. He puts his other hand on the other side of you when you try to move away from you. He has you trapped between him and the surface. There's only a small distance between your bodies now, and your eyebrows inch closer while you give him your nastiest glare.

"You heard Joshua. No leaving till we're done fighting or make up," he nears his face closer to yours, a cocky smile on his face before he whispers. "So which one will it be?"

"Fuck you." your lip quivers in anger, ready to push against his chest roughly. When your hands push off against his defined chest he catches your wrists in his grip, easily getting closer again while pinning them to your side against the wall.

A painful hiss leaves your lips, closing your eyes for a short second as he tightens his grip. "Oh you would rather fuck me?" you hear a laugh follow, and your eyes open to meet an amused look on his face. "You could've just asked me instead of putting on this fake little act of hating me."

You pull your arms, but he's stronger than you. "Act?" you can't help but chuff. There's no way in hell he can be serious.

"Oh come on y/n, don't act like you aren't practically foaming at the mouth every time you see mee." you notice the row of white teeth as he smiles cockily, those damn dark hairs falling perfectly into his eyes.

You pull your arms again, and he finally lets go of you, but his body doesn't move back. "And what's your excuse, huh?" you're the one moving closer to him now, standing on your toes as to assert some kind of dominance over him. He's still way taller than you.

Jeonghan chuckles. "I have none." he peers down at you, his expression almost curious, patiently waiting what you'll say next.

You frown, slowly sinking down onto both feet again. You look away, and don't say anything after that. The wheels in your head spin vigorously, what is he implying?

Then, he catches you off guard by tugging your jaw carefully between his thumb and index finger, and you release a breath you didn’t even know you were holding. He lifts your head a little so you're looking back at him again. You can tell something has shifted between the both of you, the energy between you two feeling a different kind of heavy than before.

Jeonghan hums approvingly when you don't fight him, slowly moving his hand from your jaw down to to your throat. He wraps his pale fingers around your hot skin, pushing you back against the door with his hand.

"Cat’s got your tongue?" Jeonghan whispers, a glint of amusement behind his hooded eyes. He then presses his soft lips against your jaw, a smirk tugging on his lips while he preps small kisses on the skin.

He notices how shallow your breathing has become, warmth pooling in his chest at the result of his own actions. A gasp leaves your lips when he pushes his fingers into the sides of your throat, not leaving you much room to move anymore.

"Jeonghan..." you growl, closing your eyes. The slight pressure on your jugular leaves you feeling lightheaded in the best way possible. Your hands find the fabric of his shirt, fisting it between your fingers, and softly pulling to try and get his body against yours. "So impatient..." he mumbles against your skin, nibbling right below your jaw. "Want oppa to touch you, hm? Tell oppa how much you've been wanting him to touch your whore body." Your face goes red in embarrassment, his words flying straight to your lonely core.

"Please..." you whisper, opening your eyes to see how he has you pinned agains the door. Jeonghan hums. "You can do better that that, no?" he chuckles, resting his lips against your burning skin as to wait for you to plead again.

You grab the wrist he's using to choke you, moaning softly at the intoxicating feeling. "Hurry." you tell him, curious on what he'll do next. A part of you hopes he gives you what you want, to choke you out in your bedroom with the threat of other people being able to hear you on your mind.

Jeonghan does what you expect him to do, tightening his grip on you while moving his lips from your skin to look at you, your eyes filling up with tears from the pleasurable pain.

You moan again, your mouth agape with a content smile on your lips. Jeonghan bites his lip. "Fuck, you're enjoying this aren't you?" he laughs, sounding like straight music for your ears.

You hear the lock of your door clicking before he removes his hand from your throat. "Fine by me." he replaces his hand with his hungry lips, kissing and sucking at your neck. One of his hands snakes under your skirt, and you flinch when he presses a finger against your panties, pressing up against your slit.

“Were your panties this soaked the whole time?" he laughs before gnawing your skin, sucking deep-red colored love bites into the surface. His finger moves teasingly up and down, the touch way too soft for your liking. "Jeonghan..." you plead again, bucking your hips against his finger to find some kind of relief. The older boy hisses in annoyance, his free hand pushing your hip back to keep you from moving.

"Tell me." he says, and you bite your lip in frustration when his finger leaves you entirely. "Oppa..." you pout, your breathing heavy. Jeonghan kisses down to your collar bone. "Please oppa..." your cheeks are red, but you don't know if it's from embarrassment or need.

"What baby?" his finger finds your wet panties again, pressing the digit against your throbbing clit. You moan at the contact, throwing your head back at the small touch. Jeonghan laughs at you. "Please touch me." you say, your body burning up from the teasing.

Jeonghan hums. "I am touching you." he smiles, his face moving up to meet yours again. You see the cocky expression on his face, amusement written all over him.

You whine with need and he chuckles before pressing a lingering kiss on your lips, looking at your face through his long eyelashes. "Want you- aah!" you gasp when he presses his finger harder against your clit. "T-to fuck me," you exhale a shaky breath. "Please." you look at him, your eyes watery and filled with lust.

Jeonghan hums again. "That wasn't to hard now was it?" he chuckles. He moves your panties to the side to sink two fingers deep into your desperate hole. "Fuck..." you moan, your head dropping down against his shoulder.

He moves his fingers at a steady pace, loving the way his fingers force your tight walls open. He can't help wondering how it would feel to have his cock there instead, contracting around his size uncomfortably.

You shudder when his thumb finds his way back on your clit, circling the sensitive bundle of nerves and crushing his fingers even more.

Jeonghan kisses you again, his tongue darting against yours desperately. You whimper against his lips. He's a damn good kisser, your mouths molding like they have always belonged together. You feel his bulge press into you, eagerly waiting.

He pushes another digit inside easily, your slick already finding its way dripping down his skillful fingers. "Such a needy pussy, baby," he groans, his plump lips pushing against your harshly. "Sucking my fingers in so deep, hm? So scared I'll leave you empty and desperate aren't you?" he chuckles, pumping his fingers into you at a set pace. You nod, your hands moving up to hold his neck for support.

You feel like you're not in control of your body anymore, bucking your hips into his touch shamelessly to try to feel him deeper.

"Please fuck me- hmph!" all air leaves your lungs when he curls his fingers inside of you, and one of your hands grab onto his hair tightly. "Need you to fuck me now." you breathe.

Jeonghan chuckles and presses his finger against your clit one last time, earning him a whine, before pulling out of you. You whine at the loss of his fingers, but aren't able to give it another thought as Jeonghan drags you to your bed, pushing you down on your back hastily.

When you watch stripping you of your clothes, you can’t help suppressing the grin wanting to sneak up on your face. You think about how the same boy who couldn’t stand to look or talk to you is now stripping you down like you were the only thing that could satisfy the growing fire in his chest. His lingering fingers feel hot on your skin, tracing your lines and watching the curve of your breasts as he leaves you in nothing but your underwear.

He swiftly removes his shirt, throwing it to the side. You can’t help admiring each other like this, almost completely exposed to each other. His body is slender but toned, with a trail of dark hairs peeking right above his jeans. “You’re so hot.” Jeonghan bites his darkened lips, putting both hands on your legs while standing in front of you. His touch is warm and intoxicating. He pushes your legs open a little, humming when seeing your wet panties again.

“Could use this pussy the whole night if I wanted to and you would let me, wouldn’t you?” he chuckles, and you gasp when he slaps your cunt harshly. “Where did that mouthy girl I know go, huh?” he grins at you, crawling on top of your body and trapping you under his weight.

You moan in bliss when he starts grinding his crotch into yours, the rough fabric of his jeans dragging against your skin. His hands cup your face, looking at you as he makes you wither in pleasure. He leaves a wet kiss on your cheek before crashing his lips into yours again, grinding slowly while he takes his time devouring you. Your hands find themselves on the small of his back, feeling how his skin burns under your touch.

Jeonghan groans against your lips when you push your hips up against his, crossing your legs around his body to get him closer. You start grinding against him, needing some kind of relief sooner or later. Jeonghan pushes his face in the crook of your neck, moaning into your skin softly.

“T-take off your jeans.” you stammer, uncrossing your legs from him and closing your eyes for a second to regain composure. You feel him smiling against you. “You can wait, whore.” he leaves wet kisses in your neck, and you bite your lip at the sensitivity. “Fuck you.” you mumble, breathing faster when he presses into you harder.

“Bet I can make you cum just by grinding into you like this.” Jeonghan mumbles, slowing down his movement. You sigh, closing your eyes. “I bet you can’t.” you tell him, crossing your legs around him again, knowing he’ll try anyways. “Hm? Why?” he looks down at you. You don’t answer, pressing your body against him harder.

Jeonghan chuckles. “Your little fingers can’t make you cum?” he grabs your wrists in his grip, pinning them back against the bed while he gives you another knowing look. You feel your cheeks turning a few shades darker, avoiding eye contact with him. You groan when he moves against you at a faster pace, his jeans pressing against your core, leaving you clenching around nothing.

“Need oppa to make you cum, don’t you?” he looks at how you squirm under him, body moving against his with need. He finally goes faster, biting his lip at the friction. “You think Wonwoo would be able to handle this needy pussy of yours?” he groans out, tightening his grip on your wrists. You moan in pleasure, pressing your head back into the pillow. “Don’t think so… n-need oppa to take care of you, hm? Fuck…”

“Jeonghan…” you moan again, bucking your hips into his desperately while he moves against you.

You feel yourself coming closer to your orgasm, the feeling in your stomach growing by the second. You’re overwhelmed by the pleasure you’re receiving, usually not able to orgasm when you’re by yourself. It’s almost painful, and you can’t help the moans spilling past your lips when Jeonghan moves even harder, pressing against your core harshly.

“That’s it baby, almost there…” he nibbles the skin under your ear. “Wait for me.” he tells you, squeezing his eyes shut. But you can’t hold back, moaning loudly when coming undone under Jeonghan. Your hips spasm, overwhelmed by pleasure as you ride out your high.

Jeonghan clicks his tongue in annoyance, letting go of you completely as he looks down at your tired body. “Now what did I tell you?” he sighs. Your wrist sting from his touch, your chest heaving up and down.

He undoes the button of his jeans, the sound of the zipper muffled by the loud music playing outside. He steps out of his jeans, and you see the big bulge hiding inside of his boxers. There’s a wet spot on the fabric.

Jeonghan pulls you to the edge of the bed by your thighs, kneading the skin softly before finally getting rid of his final piece of clothing. His cock springs free, hard and angry, the tip already wet with pre-cum.

“So selfish, never fucking listening to me.” He pulls your panties down, exposing your sticky hole to him. He discards them on the floor and props your feet on the bed, your knees up for him.

He crawls back on top of you, his thighs pressing into yours, pushing your legs closer to your body. His hands hold himself up on the bed, looking down at you with a grin on his face. You feel the side of his dick against your core, and see how long and girthy it looks through the gap between your bodies.

You bite your lip, already feeling yourself clenching at the though of having him inside of you. It’s been a while since your last time, and you’re unsure if you could even take his length inside of you. He’s bigger than the other guys you’ve had, and it scared you a little.

Jeonghan uses one of his hands to grab his cock, aligning it with your sensitive pussy. “You ready?” he asks you, looking at you. You nod at him, earning a chuckle from him.

He pushes the tip in slowly, inhaling a sharp breath. You tug your bottom lip between your teeth, the nice stretch already having you hungry for more.

He goes a little deeper, and your hand grips his arm tightly. “Jeonhan…” you groan, expecting him to wait for you to adjust to his size. Instead, he ignores your subtle plead, pushing in deeply till he bottoms out.

“That’s it baby… take it all like a good girl..” he groans, pushing his other hand back into the mattress. You moan when your pussy contracts around him as a plea for help, trying to get used to him. You make eye contact when he stills for a moment, finally allowing you to catch your breath before he plunges into you like a madman.

When he finally does so, you moan loudly, squeezing your hand tighter around his arm. Jeonghan fucks you quickly, chasing his release.

You both moan, and he lowers onto his elbows to get closer to you. You feel his lips pecking your cheek sweetly, while his cock shows you no mercy, only seeming to speed up thrusting into you.

“‘Rpussy’s soo tight..” he slurs, groaning lowly. His cock splits you open so nicely, and you’re even able to feel the veins of his dick dragging against your tight walls.

He snakes one arm below your waist, holding your hip tightly while his other hand grabs the back out your neck. His feet press into the floor, and he fucks into you even deeper after the slight change in angle. “Fuck!” you curse, feeling tears build up in your eyes. He moves his hand to fist your hair, holding onto it tightly while moving his hips into yours deeply.

“y/n?” you hear a knock on the door, eyes widening when you recognize the deep voice immediately. “J-jeong-“ you whisper, pushing your hand against your mouth to keep you from making any sounds.

Jeonghan grunts, moving his hand from your hair to pin your hand to your side. You swallow a moan when you hear the doorknob ratte, Wonwoo trying to enter after not getting a reply. He knocks again when it doesn’t open.

You quickly press your other hand back against your agape mouth, giving Jeonghan a glare. He glares back at you, his eyebrows furrowed in anger. The hand around your waist leaves, roughly pulling it away from you again. he grabs both your wrists in one of them, pinning them above your head tightly. His free hand goes down your body, pressing against your clit tauntingly.

“Y/n-“

“F-fuck!” you moan loudly, groaning after. You’re sure Wonwoo heard, because after your loud moaning you hear nothing anymore. Jeonghan chuckles, moving two fingers against your clit. “F-fuck you…” you moan, moving your body against him desperately. Jeonghan hums, biting his lip to keep himself from moaning at the feeling of your cunt trying to crush him with every thrust.

You feel another orgasm coming, and you’re sure he’s close too. “I-i’m almost…” you stutter, pushing your head back into your pillow. Jeonghan removes his fingers from you, letting go of your wrists while pulling out of you. You whine at him, the nearing orgasm washing away. Jeonghan’s chest rises quickly, looking at you for a second before flipping you over on your stomach. He pulls you by your hips, having you on all fours in front of him.

His body meets yours, and you fist your mattress when feeling him enter you again. Jeonghan moans loudly, gripping your hips and slowly thrusting inside of you.

The angle makes you cry out in pleasure, the tip of his cock slamming into the sweet spot you didn’t even know you had. You’re overwhelmed by pleasure, struggling to keep yourself up for much longer. Tears fall from your eyes before you weakly fall down into the mattress, your left cheek flat on the bed. Jeonghan puts his hand in your hair again, his face buried against your ear while pressing his body down into yours.

He picks up the pace, his thighs slamming against your raised ass quickly. More tears fall from your eyes, leaving you a moaning mess underneath him. “Jeong-h-han…” you stammer, squeezing your eyes shut. He grunts into your ear, his breaths loud. You’re so close, your pussy contracting out of your control.

“What? Isn’t this what you wanted?” he says, pushing your ass down so you’re laying flat on the bed. He grabs your throat with his free hand, his grip tight on your neck like before. “Gon-Gonna cum, baby. Gonna cum inside of your pussy, okay?” he breathes against your ear. You let out an inaudible sound before giving him a small noise of approval.

You push your ass up into him, the lack of air pushing you over the edge completely. You cry out one last time when you cum around his cock, groaning at the amazingly painful convulsion around him. “Fuck!” Jeonghan moans before you feel him twitch inside of you, filling you up with his cum. He rides out his high, his thrusts getting slower before he pulls out of you.

He lets go of you, letting himself fall down next to you. You close your eyes while trying to catch your breath.

You feel his hand stroke your back, his warm fingers leaving a trail on your skin. You groan softly and turn your body to meet his. He’s on his side watching you, his hand moving to cup your cheek.

You give him a small smile, shivering when you feel the autumn cold suddenly hitting you. Jeonghan gets up, putting the soft covers over your body and tucking you in tightly. You watch as he gets dressed, gliding his hand through the wet hair on his head.

He takes a hair tie out is his pocket, putting his hair in a low ponytail before sitting down on the edge of your bed and tucking a piece of hair behind your ear.

“You’re going?” you ask, earning a nod from the boy. “Yes, Minghao won’t let me live it down if I’m not there at twelve.” You chuckle, nodding softly.

Jeonghan gets up, looking back at you before opening the door. “Might want to lock it before Wonwoo finds you laying here with my cum inside of you.” he grins, giving you one last look before closing the door behind him.

Maybe living in a small village isn’t so bad after all.

IN HONOR OF “THIS MAN” YOU MUSTTT WRITE A JEONGHAN WONWOO X READER SMUT

have you seen this man?

The two men tormenting your dreams for weeks make another appearance, this time seemingly to spare you.

pairing: jeonghan x f!reader x wonwoo word count: 2.6K tags: threesome, dom!jeonghan, dom!wonwoo, sub!reader, unprotected sex, dirty talk, light choking, spanking, hair pulling, oral (m), multiple orgasms (f), spit roasting, creampie warnings: smut, duncon, cursing a/n: yes just yes. the way i’ve had this idea saved for years for something else and its perfect for this man 😭🤩

Your eyes feel like bricks, so heavy they keep closing without your permission. So heavy, you almost forget what will happen if you do fall asleep. A loud breath emits your mouth, your head falling down tiredly, scaring yourself awake again.

You’re so frightened to fall asleep, it's almost like you trained your body to deny it completely.

It's been hours, and you can barely even move anymore. Cars outside have turned into taunting whispers, neighbors opening their door near jump scares.

You can't fall asleep. Not without knowing how to fix all this. Forcing yourself up, you make your way to the bathroom. You stare at yourself in the mirror for an entire minute, dissociating. The person looking back at you looks familiar. Once you snap out of it you suddenly remember what you’re doing here before splashing some water in your face. The coldness of the water hitting your face barely wakes you up.

When you open your eyes you see Wonwoo staring at you through the mirror, and your poor body tenses up almost immediately.

He smiles at you while you look at him wide eyed.

"Come play with us again, y/n." he urges, walking closer to you. The sound of his voice makes you flinch, and you turn around to face him. Your breath picks up. He's not real. He's just a hallucination. Wonwoo frowns, and you hear him exhale a soft but long breath. It's almost as if he's somber, yet you still feel the suffocating heaviness that carries him.

There's side effects to staying awake for this long, and even though you know you have to sleep sooner or later, you forbid yourself. You won't sleep unless you know how to keep them from coming into your head again, how to keep them from entering your dreams again, or from now on—nightmares.

You don't know if it's even real what's happening to you, two mean men taunting you whenever they get the chance, toying with you out of sheer boredom.

How would it even be possible if it is real? All you know is that it needs to go away. They need to go away.

"We're not real, huh?"

Your eyes move to Jeonghan, who appears beside you. He leans against the door frame, giving you an amused smile unlike his friend, who's as composed as ever.

You close your blurry eyes for a second, rubbing your eyelids violently. When you open your eyes again they're gone. You exhale a breath of relief and walk back to your bedroom.

You spend the entire night researching on your laptop, taking notes and collecting as much information as you can. You even deny yourself the comfort of your bed, as you’re scared you would fall asleep easily on top of the soft mattress.

You fight your sleep stubbornly, staying up the entire night. But ultimately, you know you can't win. 

You have to accept their torment once again, and this time, you know they will do everything in their power to keep you from leaving ever again.

You’re not safe anymore.

You nibble on your bottom lip nervously, staring at your screen but not really looking at anything. "Did you even do anything today?" You turn your head to your new coworker Joshua sitting at the desk beside you, resisting the urge to roll your eyes. "Maybe you should mind your business." You bite back meanly, regretting the words as soon as they leave your mouth.

You don’t really mean it, but he's been getting on your nerves for weeks, the lack of sleep not helping.

You can see him hiding a smile from the corner of your eye. Prick.

"Ah, I'm sorry y/n. But… it doesn't really look like you're able to focus these days. Have you considered working from home once in a while? I've noticed you're the only one in the office every single day," you inhale a deep breath. "A change of scenery might help." He taps away on his keyboard, not looking away from his screen. Home is the last place you can focus. "I'm fine, Joshua." you tell him, focusing your eyes back on screen in front of you.

You stay way past working hours, a normal occurrence for you these days. Soon your eyes feel heavy, your lack of sleep catching up to you. You can’t deny your body anymore, and you fall fast asleep with your head pressed against the wooded desk.

"Missed us?"

You jump up, the sound of the voice having some kind of triggering reaction on your body.

You look at the two people standing in front of you, frowning lightly before reality kicks in and your eyes go wide. It's them. The same guys from your dreams. You're dreaming again, and they're here, again.

When your head turns to the side you notice you're still in your office, the space dark with all the lights turned off. The only light comes from the lit up building outside, illuminating their handsome faces reading an amused expression.

Tears spring in your eyes, frightened what they'll do to you this time. Drown you? Murder another person you love so dearly?

Like they can read your mind they smile. "We're not nearly done with you." Jeonghan says, a mischievous smile growing on his face.

You breathe in deeply, putting the palms of your hands on your desk to push yourself up, trying to get away from them quickly.

Wonwoo tsks, catching onto your plan and pressing you back down in your chair.

He spins your chair around, his grip on you sure to leave bruises. "How rude of you to leave while in company." Jeonghan says, chuckling tauntingly. Your breath is strained, your chest burning.

"This is my dream." You say through gritted teeth, watching Jeonghan slowly walk in front of you.

Jeonghan cocks up his eyebrow, impressed you already figured out this isn't reality. "Is it?" he asks. You try to escape Wonwoo's tight grip, but he's too strong. Jeonghan slowly leans into you, his face close to yours.

"Then leave," he simply suggests. "Can't you control your dream once you know you're in one? Just leave y/n."

Wonwoo lets go of you, carefully studying your next move from behind you. It's almost like he wants you to run. You feel trapped by their energy, feeling the heat from their bodies when they're both so close. You close your eyes tightly, thinking of something else, anything.

You imagine the warmth of your last vacation at the beach, feeling the sun rays tracing your skin. You see the waves move, the people around you admiring the pretty view.

When you open your eyes you only see Jeonghan staring down at you again. He lets out a small laugh at your failure. "Maybe this isn't a dream after all?" he smiles. "Or maybe... you don't really want to leave?" he giggles, stroking your cheek softly.

You glare at him angrily, pushing his hand away.

"Want to know the funny thing about all of this, y/n?" Wonwoo says from behind you, his nose almost pressing into your cheek when he leans in closer to you.

"You came to us." his deep voice makes you flinch, making you look right at Jeonghan who just chuckles.

"You're so alone that you came to us." he strokes your cheek mockingly, making you mewl softly, melting into his warm touch.

"It's fate." Jeonghan adds, crouching down between your spread legs. You feel Wonwoo's lips on your cheek, pressing a sweet kiss onto the skin.

Despite the two men being the bane of your existence these past weeks you feel yourself giving into them, wet tears running down your face.

"Don't hurt me again." your voice cracks, softly sobbing. Jeonghan squeezes your plush thighs, pouting at you innocently. "Why would we, baby? Just come play with us again..." he breathes, planting a gentle kiss on your lips.

"You're so desperate to feel something, hm? Even if it's misery." he gives you another kiss, your body heating up from their simple touches. You know somewhere they're misleading you, but you find yourself not really caring anymore. It's true, wether you like it or not.

Wonwoo's hand suddenly grips your throat, holding you as you let Jeonghan kiss you more. His tongue finds your bottom lip, and you gasp quietly as he explores your sweet mouth, his kisses growing needier by the second.

When he pulls away you try to catch his lips, sighing when Wonwoo squeezes your neck firmly, almost as a warning. Jeonghan chuckles before standing back up, signaling for Wonwoo to have you stand up. His hand disappears from your throat, pulling you up by your arm. Wonwoo turns you to face him, surprising you by kissing you instead, feeling the frame of his glasses against your face.

Jeonghan crowds your body from behind, pushing against you and sandwiching you between the two. His lips find your neck, nibbling on the skin as his friend kisses you roughly, his hands squeezing your hips.

“So needy for us.” Jeonghan whispers, his teeth grazing your neck. You moan into Wonwoo’s mouth, finding his arms and squeezing his pecs. Like they coordinated it they both start grinding into you, their hands roaming all over your body.

Wonwoo rips you away from Jeonghan, forcing you to sit on your desk before he starts undressing you rather quickly. He gets you naked before you know it, the cool air of the airconditioning making you shiver. Your nipples harden from the breeze, Wonwoo’s mouth latching on the nub. He sucks and licks the skin, making you moan as he hastily undoes his belt, ridding himself of his jeans after.

Before you know it he’s naked too, his lips pushing back against yours while you feel his hard cock sliding between your folds, collecting your wetness.

He bites on your bottom lip, making you mewl before slowly sinking his length inside of you, only making you moan louder.

Wonwoo grunts, pulling your hair harshly to face Jeonghan, who’s suddenly right next to you. He watches Wonwoo’s cock dissapear inside of you, licking his lips hungrily before he smirks at you, giving you a sweet kiss as his friend starts fucking into you quickly. Jeonghan grips the sides of your face, having you moan into his mouth when he kisses you again.

“You’re so fucking filthy, y/n.” Jeonghan groans, pushing his swollen lips against you harder. Wonwoo’s grip on your hair doesn’t falter, holding you in place for Jeonghan to kiss you till you can hardly breathe, the thick girth of his cock massaging your gummy walls.

“Her pussy’s tight hyung. You have to try.” Wonwoo groans, his teeth latching onto your collar bone. “Oh, don’t worry. I will.” Jeonghan chuckles, his thumb stroking your bottom lip before he moves away, making you almost whine at the loss of his lips.

You watch him palm himself over his jeans, just watching Wonwoo fuck you on the desk.

Wonwoo pushes your body down flat, caging you with his broad frame. You lock your legs around him, pulling him closer to you even more. You roll your groan back into him, enticing a lewd moan from the man on top of you.

“Touch your clit, baby.” Wonwoo tells you, leaving a mark in your neck. You moan softly, your hand coming down between your bodies to play with yourself. Your cunt clenches around him, making the both of you whine at the feeling.

By the tension in your tummy you can tell you’re close, your body moving below him in a desperate attempt to come undone.

Wonwoo grabs your thigh, lifting one of your legs slightly to slide in even deeper. The change of angle has you moaning loudly, feeling the tension in your body snap as you come on Wonwoo’s thick cock.

The man groans deeply, fucking you through your orgasm even faster before he cums too, painting your insides with his thick cum.

You whine when he pulls out, already feeling his come trickle out of your used hole.

Jeonghan has managed to undress himself while his friend fucked you, taking his place in front of you and flipping you over on your stomach, the cold wood making contact with the hot skin of your chest and stomach.

He pushes inside of you without giving you a chance to catch your breath, making you cry out from overstimulation. “Mmm, so warm from Wonwoo’s cum.” Jeonghan hums, giving your ass a firm smack.

You try to grab onto anything on the desk, your fingers finding some discarded pieces of paper in a useless attempt to ground yourself while Jeonghan starts fucking your spent hole. You push your ass back into his touch, tears collecting in the corner of your eyes.

He gives your ass another loud smack, the sting making you mewl loudly. “And so tight,” Jeonghan moans, rutting into you even faster. “You were right, Wonwoo.” he adds, massaging the stinging skin of your butt.

You can tell you’re gonna cum soon, and you push your forehead against the desk in surrender.

“Oh-oh, seems like you’ve made Wonwoo hard again, y/n.” Jeonghan clicks his tongue, pulling his pulsing cock out of you in one go.

You cry at the loss of his dick, the promise of an orgasm washed away in an instant.

Jeonghan roughly pulls you up from the desk, guiding your face close to Wonwoo’s hard cock, who’s seated on the desk chair pumping his hard length. “Be a good girl and give him what he wants, hm?” he pushes your face forward, your hands falling in Wonwoo’s lap while Jeonghan arches your back for him, seating his cock back inside of you again with a groan.

Wonwoo’s hand finds the back of your head, urging you to put his cock in your mouth, which you quickly do. Your nose meets Wonwoo’s pelvis when he forces you down on his length, choking on his cock as Jeonghan holds your hips tightly, fucking into you again.

The angle is a little uncomfortable, your back and legs burning from being bent this way. They use your holes at they please, helping them get themselves off like that’s all you’re good for.

Despite being used like this you quickly feel your orgasm approaching again, your pussy pulsating around Jeonghan’s cock. You let Wonwoo move you on his length, hips bucking into your throat quickly. You suck around him as best as you can, earning strained moans from both men.

“Good little toy, ‘m gonna fill you up if you keep clenching like this.” Jeonghan whines, fingers digging into your skin. The wet squelch of your throat and Jeonghan’s thighs hitting your ass has your turned on even more, and with another rough thrust of his hips you cum around his dick, moaning around Wonwoo’s cock.

Jeonghan curses feeling your tight pussy cum, smacking your ass once more before he cums too, fucking his release into you deeply. You moan again, and the vibration makes Wonwoo tighten his grip on your hair, pressing your head down on his cock and cumming in your throat while he groans.

They stay inside of you for a moment longer, relishing the feeling before they both pull out of you slowly.

Your throat burns, feeling the creamy essence running down your thigh when you tiredly force yourself upright, Jeonghan’s palm smacking your cheek softly when you meet his gaze.

“Perfect.” he tells you before giving you a quick kiss, breathing tiredly. His dark locks fall in his eyes messily, yet he still looks as angelic as before.

“We’ll see you soon, baby. Won’t we Wonwoo?” he turns towards the taller man, who’s chest heaves sitting on the desk chair. He just nods, adjusting the glasses back on his nose.

You know you shouldn’t, but the mere thought of the cruel men plaguing your dreams again excites you.