I. Hwang Hyunjin X Fem!reader | 1.8k

i. hwang hyunjin x fem!reader | 1.8k

ii. established relationship, explicit sexual content.

iii. mature

iv. penetrative sex (no barrier method), oral sex (f receiving), very light dirty talk, body shot, cum eating.

↳ synopsis: hyunjin adores the sight of you. all versions of it.

“It’s snowing.”

Barely any illumination shining through the crack of the pastel blue drapes of your apartment window — it’s not the morning sunlight just yet, still much too early for that — but rather one, lone, streetlight just so perfectly placed next to your humble abode that offers you the softest light throughout the early morning and late night hours. Perhaps one of the reasons that this place ended up being so affordable (’what an exciting find’, you had originally thought), but over the last few months you’ve learned to love it in such a different, beautiful way.

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24 TO 25 (18+!) — an interactive christmas story

❕HOW TO PLAY (important): Take your time, make yourself comfortable with a beverage of your choice or some snacks, read the story under the cut at your own pace. You, Y/N, are actually part of the story, starring as the main character and it’s your task to make decisions on how the story ends. Choices will be written in bold and have links attached to them, which will lead you to the next chapters of the story (based on your decision).

📖 SYNOPSIS: Like last year you spend the 24th and 25th December in a cosy winter cottage located in the snowy mountains. Being a part of your big friend group, it’s easy to lose focus when so many people are gathered together, all of them having a special connection with you. But which one of them will be your Christmas miracle? It’s up to you to decide!

📁 CONTENT INFO: ot8 x afab reader (not at the same time), all the imaginable relationship tropes involved (📎 picture for reference), fluff, smut and some angst

📂 WARNING: smut <including unprotected sex, dom/sub dynamics, oral (m + f receiving), fingering handjob, piv, creampie, facial, body cumshot, praise, different name calling such as baby, doll, angel, slut, princess, some possessiveness, semi public sex and accidentally getting caught, slightly tipsy but consensual sex>, alcohol consumption, mention of breakup and emotional discussions, being inside cramped spaces

🗒 WORD COUNT: approx. 5K (or 15K in total if you re-read)

Have fun and let me know who you ended up with! 💭

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“Where did you put the flour, Lixie?” Minho says, already getting on your nerves with his voice. It’s not as if his voice sounds annoying per se, but he for sure is.

“It should be in the upper cupboard.”

Minho sometimes visits you, after all he’s close with your roommate Felix and everyone around here – except for you. It’s totally fine to be in his presence for a few hours, but staying here in the winter cottage for two full days, from 24 to 25 – your friend group is expecting a lot from you.

It’s always been like this and you don’t even know why you can stand him, even though the feeling is mutual. Something about his behaviour, the general tone in his voice makes you want to jump and lets shivers run down your spine. Besides that, Minho uses every chance he gets to tease you or even make fun of you, being all so surprised once you return those approaches with the same spite.

The worst thing, however, is that he’s incredibly attractive. You can’t deny that. After all you have two eyes located in your head and you’d be a liar to deny his attractiveness.

There’s just something about him – the way his face looks without any tension in his muscles, that makes you swoon. Never in even a hundred years would you admit that. You’re sure, Minho would turn all this into a joke.

And that’s when you’re back to hating him again, once you get reminded of his persona. But ruining the mood is the last thing you want, so you decide to endure Minho and not engage in any of his bickering.

Easier said than done, especially when Felix asks you to join them in their afternoon baking session and you really want to but once Minho shoots you a glare, rolling his eyes so obviously, you decline.

“I’ll see what the others are up to, have fun.”

So, instead, you now approach your best friend Jisung in the living room. He’s focused on winning a race against Changbin and the first place is within reach – until the latter throws a blue shell on Yoshi aka Jisung. The younger one grunts, trying to suppress a few expletives since he notices you’re now sitting on the couch as well.

“Y/N, you should play with us once we start a new round,” Changbin offers. You’re not as close with him as you are with Jisung, but Changbin is your brother’s best friend. Your brother who called in sick today, unable to join the group. But Changbin makes up for it, filling every room with his good mood, as if it’s contagious.

“Alright,” you reply, grabbing a controller. Scooted between the two boys now, you give your best to show off your skills – Jisung and Changbin must have forgotten how much of a pro you are when it comes to Mario Kart. Back in the high school days, the two of them and your brother used to play this game all day, especially during the winter holidays.

You’re a bit sad now, he’s not with you today but also a bit relieved. You could swear, both Changbin and Jisung have been behaving a bit differently since they found out but you don’t want to read too much into it. It’s just that they seem to seek your attention but it’s probably due to making you feel comfortable despite being around all the other guys, especially since you’re not that close to all of them.

There’s Minho, we’ve analysed this already. But the fact they decided to invite Hyunjin as well leaves a bitter aftertaste on your tongue. You haven’t seen him in weeks or to be more specific – since the both of you broke up. But you’ve promised your friend group the weird tension between the tall one and you won’t have an effect on the group dynamic, that’s the last thing you want.

Then, another person you’re not that close to is Jeongin. He’s the best friend of Seungmin – your neighbour and the owner of this little retreat cottage – so it is understandable he invited him. Jeongin is much of a shy, introverted boy and you can’t read him yet. But he still seems nice judging from what you’ve heard and the few little chit chats you’ve shared.

“A blue shell again?! Dude–“ Jisung let’s out in annoyance, when Changbin shoots the item at him, making Jisung’s car fall off the rainbow. The elder chuckles and you join him. It’s always so much fun and way too easy to tease Jisung.

Once the two boys get into a fight about slipping on each other’s banana peels, they get less and less aware how you’re secretly winning this race. Severely annoyed about your skills now – it’s the fourth track you’re winning in a row – they decide to play another game you’re not as interested in anymore.

“Does anyone want some mulled wine?” Chan asks, when he approaches the living room.

“Yes, please, I need it,” you say, already standing on your feet again as you follow Chan in the kitchen. He’s the one you’ve known the longest, since the both of you grew up in the same neighbourhood. With your mother’s being childhood friends it had been predictable that you both were destined to become the same.

“You alright, angel?” Chan asks, making sure you’re comfortable like he always does.

“Yeah– don’t worry, I’m just a bit… confused how to act around Hyunjin, you know?”

If there’s someone in this group who knows you best, it’s Chan for sure. Even though on this day, you would consider Jisung your closest friend, Chan still knows you best, going through thick and thin throughout your life. He’s like your other half, already reading based on your expression that something is wrong, when you don’t even realise it yet.

“It was a bad idea inviting him, wasn’t it? I wanted to convince the others not to do it but–“

“No, no. Honestly it’s like part of totally getting over him, you know? And apart from that I don’t want to drive a wedge between the group and us.”

Your friend nods, softly stroking your back with his fingers and your breath hitches for a second. Chan has always been very touchy and it’s always been normal, nothing wrong about it. It still is but for some reason it makes your head spin today – possibly because you’re talking about an intimate topic, something your heart is too close to, that makes you vulnerable.

“Red, rosé or white?” Chan asks, grabbing a glas that will withstand the heat from the upper cabinet.

“Wow, what a variety. I’d like the white wine.”

Felix and Minho are still busy in another part of the spacious kitchen, totally in their own world, talking about different pastries or something. Luckily, the latter hasn’t noticed you yet.

Chan pours the steaming hot liquid into the glass, before he gently hands it to you. “Be careful,” he adds. You slightly nod, cooling the wine by blowing some air at the surface, until it’s possible to take a sip from it. Both the temperature and alcohol help your body to heat up even though it’s cosy enough in the cottage anyway.

“I will get the snacks ready,” Seungmin announces when he enters the kitchen, half of the guests now gathered here. Once Minho turns around he shoots an annoyed glare your way but you decide to ignore it. In the corner of your eye you witness Chan shaking his head at the childish behaviour but he doesn’t push further.

“Chan and Jeongin, could you perhaps get the dinner ready?” The owner of the house adds, before he turns around to you. “Y/N, you can prepare the table with– oh, sorry. I already assigned Hyunjin with that task but I can just switch with you and–“

“No, no. It’s fine, don’t worry,” you reply, watching Seungmin’s face blush in a pretty shade of red because of the little mistake he made when he carefully planned this evening. Not carefully enough.

“No– really we can–“

“Minnie, it’s okay. We’re both able to be in a room together, okay?”

Seungmin nods, whilst feeling his face heat up even more when he notices the nickname you use. Your neighbour has always had a weak spot for you since he met you for the first time. He can still recall it – over a year ago, when you moved into the empty and unoccupied room in Felix’s apartment on a snowy winter afternoon.

He helped you carry all your boxes upstairs back then and since he’s always been close to your roommate, it’s not rare for him to visit you or invite the both of you over. You’d consider him a friend – maybe not on the same level as Felix, Jisung, Changbin and certainly not Chan, but he’s fun to be around. Maybe a little shy in the beginning but he’s got the best random and most sudden punchlines up his sleeve, always managing to make the whole group laugh.

Besides that, he’s a good soul. A true good soul, offering all of you to stay at his family’s winter cottage in the woods, close to the mountains and planning the whole holiday – the second time in a row. You’ll be forever grateful for this, which is another reason you just comply and join Hyunjin in the living room, who’s already busy preparing the table.

For a solid five minutes neither of you talk, even though your ex boyfriend gives you a warm smile from time to time – just a small gesture to approach you or at least make the situation less awkward. Until you witness him bite his plump lips – a habit he’s always had and a sign he’s contemplating what to do next.

“How are you?” It’s so sudden but it’s not sudden at all. The tension is thick, so thick you’re sure you could cut it with the knife Chan is currently using in the kitchen to prepare the vegetables and meat.

“Fine, really. What about you?”

It’s been weeks since the both of you spoke and whenever you look into Hyunjin’s dark eyes again, you’re immediately hit with a rush of sadness, nostalgia and hope. A weird combination it is. But it’s the best way to describe what his presence awakens inside of you.

“Yeah, okay. I’m okay. How’s your job? Did you get the promotion?”

The casual talk feels good. It keeps you distracted from the reason your long term relationship has ended and you’re glad to think of something else for once, when you look into his eyes.

“No– I didn’t. They actually fired a lot of employees due to increasing prices and taxes and all. I’m glad I was able to stay there.”

Hyunjin nods, surprised and you can see the sincere empathy on his face. He’s encouraged you a lot when the both of you still were together and he’d have continued if you hadn’t cut off the contact. But now, almost one and a half months later, he knows it’s what the both of you need to maybe develop a stable platonic relationship again.

“I’m so sorry, Y/N. Maybe it’ll work out some other time.”

That’s when the conversation dies out after, but it’s not awkward in the slightest. You’re both busy preparing the bowls, plates and cutlery anyway, waiting for Chan and Jeongin to bring the meals to the table. A few minutes later, everything is served and the whole group gathers around the delicious scent, ready to eat.

You’re granted with the dishes of the year, really. Chan has always been quite famous when it comes to his cooking skills, even at a young age of a preteen he was interested in trying out different kinds of foods already. But you haven’t been aware of Jeongin’s secret talent and it makes you eager to learn more about him.

He really seems like a pleasant person, especially when the both of you are engaged in a conversation, sitting across from each other.

“You haven’t watched the movie?” The youngest asks. His eyes are filled with hope and he looks so adorable. He’s got the right amount of cuteness in his persona but something tells you that’s not all there is and you’re dying to find out more about the stranger that happens to be your neighbour’s friend.

“No, not yet. But it’s on Netflix, so maybe after dinner…”

“We definitely should– guys can you believe–“

“We know, Innie,” Jisung says, “we’ve been trying to convince Y/N to watch it with us for the past years and it’s a miracle you didn’t even have to put effort in it.”

That is true. Usually, you’re not in the mood to watch movies except for the ones you’ve seen a million times before. It’s just exhausting these days, focusing on something for more than twenty minutes.

“Maybe she’s interested in our maknae,” Changbin teases from the other side, sending a seductive glance in your direction, his eyebrows wiggling in a way that turns the whole situation into a joke. You scoff and roll your eyes at the assumption.

When you’re done with that, you witness two sad looks from the other end of the table – both Hyunjin’s and Chan’s posture shrinks at the thesis which your brother’s best friend has thrown into the middle of the room. You get that it irritates your ex boyfriend – but Chan? It’s probably just his protective nature again, not wanting anyone to make you feel bad or embarrassed.

“Let’s just watch the movie, shall we?”

And thats how you find your big group gathered around in front of the TV. Felix joins you on your left, cuddled together underneath a soft blanket. The other side is occupied by Jisung and Changbin and you already curse yourself for choosing that specific spot, knowing the both will be unable to shut their mouths for more than ten seconds.

Chan is still looking a bit confused but he’s chosen a cosy spot in front of you, kinda huddling against your lower legs. From time to time, he sneaks his palm in your direction – non-verbally asking for snacks like a dad would do on a long car drive.

The movie starts and the plot catches your attention within the first few scenes – a rather rare matter. Usually, it’s hard for you to get into them and you curse yourself for not watching this one earlier.

“I’ve told you so,” Jisung whispers in your ear and it lets shivers run down your spine – the good kind. It’s nothing new, being so close to him. After all, you’ve been best friends since the last year of high school but you blame it both on the wine and the atmosphere that his sheer presence irritates you – in a good way.

All while Felix is snuggled up on your other side, his fingers entangled in your own. Since you’re both roommates, you tend to do movie (or rather Netflix or Anime) nights quite often. He’s by far the most touch starved friend of yours, always looking for excuses to be near you but you’ve always understood it as a way of showing his platonic affection for you.

“Do you enjoy it?” He asks and you nod, squeezing his hand tight. His other arm embraces you, grabbing your waist and pulling you closer to him. But his next words make your breath hitch and you could swear your heart beat performs a double-time flow for a few bars.

“You look really pretty tonight.”

Instantly feeling your face heat up, you just smile and thank him for the compliment, unable to reply something else. Of course, you’ve viewed Felix in a far from friendship light before – after all you are roommates (quoting the famous vine here). But that’s all there is. Sure, he’s obviously attractive but you wouldn’t risk your cosy home because of an impulsive decision.

You try to push the thoughts aside and concentrate on the movie in front of you instead, until the next one of your friends decides to give it a shot. What is going on with the boys tonight?!

“You know,” Changbin starts, still sitting on your right, but speaking at a volume the others aren’t able to hear, “I’m glad your brother didn’t attend the party. It makes it easier for me to approach you.”

You gulp down the lump that has been built in your throat, feeling your heart racing at an even faster speed than the one you used at the Mario Kart track earlier. Head spinning and mind absolutely losing it, you slightly tilt your head so you’re able to look at him.

“Is that so?” The sudden confidence of yours surprises you.

“Hm, I’d love to spend more time with you.”

You don’t answer right away but that’s not a problem to your brother’s best friend at all – Changbin’s intention is to lure you with a few words, a simple phrase filled with promises and ideas. And even if he wanted to add more, Jisung is the faster one to talk to you now.

“You should have listened to me for once, you know. I knew you’d like the movie. I know what’s good for you, Y/N.”

Is it suddenly forty degrees here or where’s the heat coming from? How are three of your friends simultaneously hitting on you or whatever they’re doing right now? Did they just wait for some quiet time in the cottage? The idea lets your heart pick up its pace even further and you feel yourself overwhelmed, not having expected the evening to take such a turn.

But you’re reading too much into it – Minho, for instance, is still ignoring you like he usually does. What you don’t catch is your so-called enemy ogling you from time to time whenever you don’t look and especially when Felix scoots another centimetre closer to you.

Besides sitting far away from you, Hyunjin shoots a glare in your direction from time to time, thinking he’s not as obvious as he actually is. But you don’t blame him. After all, your eyes always meet, indicating you're looking at him as well.

What does surprise you is Chan being so close to you, apparently turning around from time to time to look at you. It’s suspicious how many times he’s asked for more of your snacks in the past few minutes, earning a playful sentence from Jisung who’s just as busy getting your attention.

At this point you can’t focus on anything happening in the movie anymore and you’ve given up, no idea what’s going on. Luckily, a few minutes later the last scene ends and you tell the others you’ll need a moment, heading towards the bathroom located upstairs.

A splash of cold water helps you stop being so delusional for a second and you would touch some grass if the snow wouldn’t hide the ground outside. Once you’ve toddled down the stairs again, you’re met with the guys still sitting in their previous seats, but a discussion about what to do next has begun.

“Now that we have the whole house to ourselves, do you guys know what we should do?” Jisung giggles, wiggling his eyebrows.

“Seven guys and Y/N– I’ve never expected you to be into gangbangs, Jisung,” Changbin states, quite in shock but partly unserious.

The younger sighs, a bit annoyed his friend is turning his idea into a joke, “No, man, we can play hide and seek in this huge house.”

Men are so easy to impress. You get aware of it once again, when the group turns into a cheering crowd and everyone is getting up from their seats. Now assembled together, you start playing rock, paper, scissors to determine the seeker.

Minho is the lucky one and you hope so dearly he doesn’t find you at the first try. This man turns everything into a big joke that involves you and his ability to defeat you in whatever small game.

“So… should I start?” He asks, as everyone is waiting at the starting line, ready to sprint to a possible hiding place. When Minho positions himself in front of the huge wall in the living room, his eyes hidden behind his palms and his blocked view directed to the stone barrier, his back looking at the group, he starts counting.

Everyone instantly rushes away from the spot, a few giggles erupting through the room.

It’s your first decision to make now, quickly.

Will you sprint up the stairs or stay on the ground floor?

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Chan Drabble ✍🏼💭

imagine calling Chan, “Sir.”

at first, he wouldn’t say anything because it was innocent at first. He’d ask you to do something and you would roll your eyes and sarcastically remark, “Yes, sir.” And walk away. You didn’t notice it then, but he’d clench his hands at his sides and his jaw would clench.

He didn’t like when his friend, who was only supposed to be a friend, called him, “sir.”

eventually, the line between lovers and friends began to blur. One day, you catch Chan in an off mood. “Hey, can you please hand me my headphones? They’re on the other side of you.” He gestures to the side of the couch where you were sitting. You glance away from your phone to see that his headphones were indeed sitting right there.

You don’t move your head as you look back at him, “Why didn’t you just grab them before you started messing with your computer?” You roll your eyes. You return to scrolling through your social media as Chan sighs and gets to his feet. He’d had enough of people smarting off at him today, and he had about enough of you doing it as well.

“Can you hand them to me, please?” You groan, snatching the tech off the surface of the small side table and thrust your hand out to his awaiting palm, “Here you go, sir.” You rolled you eyes and continued to scroll through your phone.

Chan does not move.

he blinks down at his palm, eye twitching. You really had to go and break the last damn bit of patience he had, didn’t you?

He wordlessly tosses his headphones onto the seat where he just was, turning to look back at you. You don’t look at him for a moment, until you realize that he hadn’t returned to his seat. You take your eyes slowly up his frame, “Can I help you?” You scoff.

Chan quickly swipes your phone from your hand, “Hey!” You’re quick to chase it, “Give me back my-” the hand your throat makes you stop. You look into Chans eyes, and you see that he is not playing.

“When I ask you to do something,” his voice his low, sending shivers straight down your spine, “I expect you to do it.” His mouth is dangerously close to yours. “Without the snarky, Sir, attached.” You gulp, eyeing him. You secretly discovered the nerve that you seem to strike in him when you said that word, seeing this as another opportunity to get at him, you open your mouth.

“Or what, Sir?” He takes a long, deep breath, his eyes closed for a moment. Chan slowly reopened his eyes, glaring at you. “You’re about to find out.”

i have so many thoughts, so many. first of them; thank you for doing this series. i'm slowly making my way through them and all, but thank you. as someone who is plus size, it's nice seeing it in fics sometimes! makes me happy and feel included. second thought; i absolutely love the fact my mind went too "oh her hamster works?" "jealous!" as if you can hear me talking over here. me and my friends have an on running joke about how my hamster is just hanging on by a string with its head hitting the wheel with every single movement and thought. i don't have much to say other than, i'm glad hyunjin didn't turn out to be an asshole. it would have ruined my night and made me want to fight the man. 😭😂😂

Hwang Hyunjin x thick female reader

Word count: A little over 8K

Synopsis: When the most popular boy on campus invites you on a date to a party with him you say yes but you're apprehensive, unsure as to why he would take a sudden interest in you. When it all seems to be just a vicious set up by a group of girls that are hell bent on making you miserable, you take off. Does Hyunjin really see something in you or are you just a pawn in a cruel game.

A/N: 18+ only! The way this story flowed out of me! Lmao! I hope you all enjoy the third installment of the thick reader series! If you do, please like reblog, comment, send an ask and let me know! Also sound off on who you think the next one should be! As always warnings and smut below the cut!

Warnings: MDNI 18+ ONLY! Strong language/cursing, a little PDA, dry humping (kind of), unprotected piv sex (please use protection irl!), Oral (m&f receiving), fingering (m &f), dirty talk, deep throating, face fucking, cum eating, a little spit play, cream pie, cum shot, spanking, tit fucking. I think that is everything, but if I ever miss something please let me know and I'll will add it immediately!

Unfortunately, so far, your college experience had been pretty much the same as your high school one was. You had been hopeful that since college was the time to start getting ready for the real world and what it held that people would grow up. That was not the case as you found out quickly your freshman year.

You had rushed for a sorority, trying to make some friends in a strange new environment where you knew no one. You realized that had been a mistake pretty quickly. They hadn’t liked you from the jump. It didn’t matter to them that you dressed nicely or had nice makeup and hair or that you had similar interests, all they saw was a ‘fat girl’ trying to join their club, they had an image to uphold and they were NOT about to let that happen. So they gave you the most humiliating tasks to complete as part of your hazing during rush week.

One of the humiliating tasks you were put up to was sneaking into the campus pool with a couple of the sisters and skinny dipping in the middle of the day. Of course, you were made to strip and jump in first. As soon as you jumped in the pool the two upper classmen that had joined you to ‘make sure you followed through’ snatched your clothes and ran off, leaving you naked and alone in the pool. When you resurfaced and realized what they had done you had started to panic. How were you going to get out and back to your dorm without anyone seeing you? You had huddled into a corner, somewhat out of sight, as you tried to figure out a plan.

You were jerked from your brainstorming session by the squeaking sound of the pool door opening. You had hoped it was the sorority sisters coming back with your clothes to say they’d only played a prank but your heart was lodged in your throat when you saw one of the popular guys from the swim team make his way in. Hwang Hyunjin. You turned your back to him and tried to huddle down so that he wouldn’t see you, as if that would work. When he heard the movement in the water it had only alerted him to your presence.

“Oh! Hey, I didn’t realize anyone was in here.” You kept your body completely submerged and your back to him still, acting as if you didn’t hear him.

“I don’t think we’ve met I’m Hyun...” He was making his way around the pool closer to where you were and you started to internally freak out. You screamed before he got any closer.

“STOP!” Hyunjin was startled by your echoing demand. He dropped his towel and stopped dead in his tracks.

“I’m sorry, is... are you okay?” He asked with what sounded like genuine concern in his voice.

“I uh... I... the sorority... the girls they... rush...” You couldn’t make the words form in a coherent sentence. Hyunjin wasn’t an idiot he could put two and two together. His eyes got wide when he realized that you were trying to say you were naked in the pool.

“Oh! I’m sorry! I...” He squeezed his eyes closed, grabbed his towel and tossed it towards the ladder he was by at the edge of the pool deck.

“If you want to swim over and take that, I swear I’ll keep my eyes closed.” You were apprehensive but figured you had nothing he would want to see anyway so why would he look. You swam over to the ladder he tossed the towel by, climbed out, snatched it from the ground and wrapped it around yourself quickly.

“I... thank you.” You managed to get out in a quiet voice.

“I’m... you can open your eyes.” Hyunjin looked up and opened his eyes but you still couldn’t look at him, utterly embarrassed.

“No problem, really, it happened to a couple freshmen last year too. I’m glad I could help.” You nodded and quickly turned to leave.

“I’m Hyunjin by th-” You dashed through the door before he could finish his sentence. That was how you met Hyunjin and it was the first and only time you had ever spoken to him. It was also how you knew sorority life wasn’t for you. These weren’t friends you wanted if you had to go through all that just for them to accept you. That choice had brought down the wrath of the sisters on you though. They didn’t want you to join but it didn’t make sense to them for you to not want to and from that point on they had made making your life hell their favorite past time.

Now in your junior year of college you knew how to steer clear of them for the most part. You would see Hyunjin around campus sometimes but neither of you ever approached the other or said anything about the pool incident. After two years you were sure he didn’t even remember who you were. So, you were completely caught off guard one day when he came up and started talking to you like it was the most normal thing in the world. You had been reading under a tree to kill time between a couple of classes when suddenly Hyunjin kneeled down next to you.

“Hey! Whatcha reading?” You jumped and squeaked, putting your hand to your heart.

“Oh sorry! Didn’t mean to sneak up on you.” That was when you looked over and realized it was Hyunjin. Your eyes went wide and you didn’t know what to say at first. Luckly the hamster in the wheel started running again and you were able to form a fragment of a sentence.

“Uh... you’re fine. IT’S fine I mean.” Your flustered response made Hyunjin smile which didn’t help the state you were in already because his smile was devastating.

“So... your book?” You looked down at the book in your hand and remembered he’d asked a question when he’d startled you.

“Oh... um... it’s The Count of Monte Cristo...” Hyunjin’s smile grew.

“That’s a great book, one of my favorites; have you read it before?” You nodded and smiled a little finally, letting a bit of a wall break down.

“One of mine too!” Hyunjin sat down on the grass next to you.

“So good taste in books, smart, pretty...” Your face turned a bright shade of red and you looked down at your book cover and nervously picked a little at the tattered binding.

“You’re pretty shy huh? I don’t really see you at any events or parties, didn’t you join that sorority you rushed for your freshman year?” Your eyes went wide and you looked up at him when he mentioned rushing and freshman year. You suddenly sprung up from the ground grabbed your books and went to take off. He jumped up too and gently grabbed your wrist before you could get far.

“Wait! I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to bring up a bad, I mean... that’s not important, I don’t know why I brought that up. I’m just trying to ask if you’d go to a party with me tonight.” You turned and looked at him with a confused expression glued to your face.

“Wait what?” Hyunjin let go of your wrist and his hand went to the nape of his neck as he squeezed and rubbed it nervously.

“Well, there’s this party tonight see and I know you don’t really do the party thing but I just figured maybe you would consider going with me?” You heart was ready to beat out of your chest, eyes wide again.

“What... like... like a... date?” Hyunjin smiled and you felt like an idiot for even having said the word.

“I mean not like a date date, but like-” Hyunjin cut off your nervous ramble.

“Yes. Like a date y/n.” You froze. You’d never heard him say your name before. Of course, you hadn’t, you never spoken to him and you had never told him.

“How do you know my name?” He took a step towards you and pushed your hair behind your shoulder and out of your face.

“We’ve gone to the same school two years y/n, I pay attention.” You dared to actually look into his eyes and it was a mistake because you weren’t sure if you’d be able to look away again. The beauty mark under his eye drew you in and his deep brown eyes were what held you, you almost couldn’t decipher where the iris stopped and his pupil started they were so dark.

“You pay attention... to me?” You weren’t sure where you were getting the confidence to ask him such bold questions but he took another step towards you, the space between you becoming smaller still and he nodded.

“Please y/n? Go out with me tonight? I promise you’ll have a great time.” You bit your lip as you considered it.

“Okay Hyunjin, I’ll go to the party with you tonight.” His smile beamed scrunching up his eyes and making his dimples pop out.

“Fantastic, I’ll pick you up at 8:30?” You nodded and he smiled widely again. He slid a ripped piece of paper in your hand and kissed your cheek quickly before heading towards his next class. Turning back and smiling at you.

“I’ll see you then!” He shouted back. You smiled and touched your cheek where his lips had just been. You opened the torn piece of paper and read what was scribbled on it. ‘XXX-XXX-XXXX here’s my number text me xoxo Hyunjin’ His handwriting was almost as beautiful as he was. You hesitated a few minutes but then pulled out your phone and shot him a text with your name and a selfie.

You didn’t really expect a reply but just a minute later Hyunjin text you back a selfie with a winky face emoji and you couldn’t believe how amazing he looked when he had just been running off to class. You got your head together enough to get yourself to your next class. The rest of the day seemed to go just like any other. When you got home you changed into sweats and cuddled up with your cat to nap for a bit before getting ready for the party.

The incessant ringing of your phone woke your cat up, who in turn walked all over your face until you woke up and answered it without even looking.

“Hello?” Your voice was deep, very obviously the voice of a person that just woke up.

“Oh, hey! It’s Hyunjin.” You sat up and looked at the clock. It was already 6:30! You hadn’t meant to sleep that long.

“I had just tried texting to get your address a couple of times and you hadn’t replied so I thought I’d try calling sorry if I'm disturbing you...” You cleared your throat trying to sound alert and normal.

“Oh no no! I’m just getting ready; sorry I didn’t realize you had texted. I’ll send you my address hold on.” You put Hyunjin on speaker phone as you pulled up your text thread and saw the missed texts he’d mentioned. You typed out your address and hit send.

“There. Sorry again, I didn’t realize...” Hyunjin stopped you from making any excuse.

“Totally fine! You still good for 8:30 right?” You hummed your agreement.

“Good, great... I’ll see you in a little while then. Bye y/n.” You couldn’t help but smile to yourself.

“See you, bye Hyunjin.” As soon as you hung up you took a record speed shower, dried and styled your hair, put on some simple make up, it would be dark anyway. Now it was time to pick out your outfit. You had two laid out on your bed. One was a basic pair of jeans, a cute top and boots.

The other was a black dress you had only worn when you tried it on before buying it the beginning of your sophomore year. You had bought it because you felt amazing when you had tried it on but when you had gotten home you had gotten inside your own head and never wore it. It eventually made its way to the back of your closet but now you had it pulled out and you were considering going for it.

You were standing there in your black bra and panties when your phone rang. You looked down and saw Hyunjin’s name on the screen. Shit. You quickly grabbed the dress stepped into it and realized you couldn’t zip the back up all the way. You grabbed your phone and swiped to answer.

“Hey! I’m here; you ready?” You struggled trying to reach the zipper and sighed in frustration.

“Almost, sorry, just...” Hyunjin could tell you were having an issue with something.

“Everything okay?” You huffed a sigh again still unable to reach the zipper on the dress.

“I’m ready I... I just can’t get the zipper on this dress...” You were just about to give up and change into the jeans really quick.

“Oh, just a second I’ll be right up.” You went to insist on him not coming to help zip your dress but he’d already hung up before you could. Just a minute later there was a knock on your door. You opened it and there was Hyunjin. He looked amazing in black fitted slacks, with a matching jacket and a black button up shirt, at the worst of times he looked fantastic but tonight he was breath takingly gorgeous.

The nagging voice in the back of your head scratched at you asking what in the world did he want to go out with you for. Before you could spiral in to any thoughts like that Hyunjin smiled, that same one that made his dimples show and you couldn’t help but smile back.

“So, where’s this zipper?” You stepped aside letting him in and shutting the door.

“It’s just on the back here...” You pointed.

“I got it like half way but...” He giggled.

“Yea there was no way you were gonna be able to get the rest of this unless you were a contortionist. You’re not, are you?” He winked at you and you blushed profusely at his flirting.

“No.” You whispered with a smirk. Hyunjin stood behind you, grabbed the delicate zipper and tried to pull it up but it seemed to be stuck. When he went down a bit, the zipper would go down and then he would pull up again and it would go up a bit, but not all the way.

“Uhm, I’m gonna have to unzip a bit to get it to go all the way up. Okay?” You didn’t think your face could be any redder. You heart was thumping in your ears as you shook your head okay. He pulled the zipper down to where it began and saw the top of your black silk panties peeking. He took a deep breath. When Hyunjin pinched the base of your zipper between two fingers just that minimal contact made you want to press your thighs together.

He pulled up on the zipper and it smoothly glided all the way up your back this time. Once your dress was secure, he took a step closer, pulling your hair away from your face again.

“Thank you.” It was so quiet he wouldn’t have heard it if he weren’t standing so closely now. He pressed his warm soft lips against your exposed shoulder.

“You're welcome.” He breathed out and the warmth of his breath on your neck gave you goosebumps. You turned unsure of what to do and realized quickly that might not have been such a good idea because now Hyunjin was almost nose to nose with you. You shuddered out a breath.

“Hyu... Hy... Hyunjin? Uh... the... party?” The gaze that Hyunjin had locked on you seemed to break when you mentioned the party, like he had suddenly remembered what he was there for.

“Right! The party! Uhehm! Let’s get going!” You grabbed your sweater that you were going to wear over the dress and Hyunjin took it from you and held it for you to put on.

“Oh... thank you... again.” He winked at you and opened the door.

“No problem.” You smiled and walked out locking up before heading down to Hyunjin’s car. He was a gentleman in every sense of the word, opening the door to your building and the car door, easing you in.

“Watch your head...” He closed your door and made his way to the driver’s side of the car. He pulled his door closed and looked over at you smiling before putting the keys in the ignition and starting the car.

“It’s gonna be so much fun. I can’t wait.” Hyunjin’s excitement for this party was starting to rub off on you.

“I can’t either.” You smiled back at him. The car ride wasn’t long, the party was at one of the frat houses and you lived in an apartment not far from the neighborhood where most of the fraternity and sorority houses were.

You were way out of your wheel house when you stepped foot into the loud party. Hyunjin seemed to notice. He grabbed your hand and leaned into your ear to speak, his breath fanning across your neck for the second time already that night.

“Come on let's get a drink and then we can wander a bit yea?” You just nodded. You were just gonna go with whatever Hyunjin said in this moment. You trusted him, especially because of the pool incident. Hyunjin got himself and you drinks and you started walking around the party.

He’d randomly stop and say hi to friends of his, introducing you politely every time. Some smiled and greeted you kindly other’s just kind of looked and smiled. You knew what those friends were thinking. ‘Why is he here with her?’ You tried to ignore those thoughts and enjoy the party with Hyunjin. After a few drinks and socializing, you were doing just that. Hyunjin leaned in to speak to you again.

“I have a question, but I’m a little nervous to ask.” You looked at him a little buzzed and raised your eyebrow.

“Go on, you have my attention.” He laughed.

“Okay okay... that day we met the first time... at the pool?” Your breathing stopped and you tensed.

“Do... did you ever want to just go all Edmond Dantes on them, like full Monte Cristo and plot your long-awaited revenge on the sorority sisters that did that to you?” You couldn’t help but let out a loud laugh that got a few heads to turn in your direction. Hyunjin smiled widely never hearing you laugh so hard before. You took a sip of your drink and answered him.

“Honestly no. Dantes was so angry and sad and lonely during that time, his revenge was all he thought he had left, all he cared about, more so than even Haydee at that point. Only after did he realize he had more all along and luckily, he learned before he was completely lost to his darkness. So, while Dantes’ revenge may seem like sweet victory to some who read the story to me that part is heart breaking.” Hyunjin’s was in awe of your analysis.

“It really is your favorite story huh?” He asked with a smirk and you nodded.

“Absolutely it is.” You took another sip of your drink and nodded your head to the next song that was starting. Hyunjin stood up and held his hand out to you.

“Wanna dance?” You looked at him and he could see how apprehensive you were about saying yes.

“Please? It’s easy, you just move your body with mine.” He grabbed your cups and set them down before he pulled you onto the makeshift dancefloor.

“Like this.” He stood impossibly close to you, one of his legs slotted between yours. He dipped down a bit and wrapped his arm around your waist pulling you closer, his other hand resting on your hip, helping you sway to the song. You wrapped your arms around his neck to steady yourself.

“That’s it... now just move with me.” He moved his hips back and forth with yours and you could feel the arousal pooling in your core. Hyunjin pressed his thigh against you more firmly as he continued to rock your hips to the rhythm of the slow R&B playing. You weren’t sure what it was, the alcohol, which you typically didn’t drink, the heat from all the bodies on the dancefloor, Hyunjin’s thigh pressed against your aching sex as you rubbed against each other, or a combination of all of them but you were suddenly very light headed. You stumbled a little and put your hand to your forehead. Hyunjin helped you steady yourself.

“Whoa, are you okay?” You nodded and gave him a thumbs up as you peeled your sweater off. Hyunjin took it for you and draped it over his shoulder.

“Yea, just a little dizzy. I think I just need some water and air.” He went to help you towards the kitchen when one of his friends stopped him.

“Hwang 911 emergency I need your help NOW!” He looked at his friend irritated and motioned towards you.

“Get someone else Jisung, I’m already dealing with...” Jisung leaned in and whispered something into Hyunjin’s ear. Hyunjin’s face got serious and he looked back at you with his lips pressed together tightly.

“Look I wouldn’t even ask if I wasn’t truly needed... are you good to get some water and air on your own for a second? I’ll be right there after I swear!” You smiled and shook your head.

“Yea, go help your friend, I’ll be fine.” He leaned in and gave you a quick peck on the cheek and then was lost in the sea of people with his friend. You made your way to the kitchen and found a bottle of water. You had half of it gone by the time you got out to the back yard for some air. You stood there taking some deep breaths, sipping your water, when you heard a very familiar but not so welcome voice.

“Oh y/n fancy seeing you here.” It was Riyah one of the sorority sisters that constantly had it out for you.

“Oh, yea hey Riyah, yea I...” She cut you off, her voice, a sickly-sweet tone.

“Your here with Hwang Hyunjin, right?” You bit your lip and shook your head confirming to her that yes you were there together and she laughed.

“You do know WHY he asked you out right?” Your heart started racing but you didn’t want her to know she was getting to you.

“I assume because he wanted to?” She laughed again, this time even louder.

“HA!! It was just a prank. Lynn is in there now with him. She asked him to ask you as a joke.” Your eyes narrowed at the mean girl in front of you.

“That’s not true...” You denied it but you didn’t sound so sure.

“Oh, you think so? Well, why don’t you just go see for yourself.” Riyah giggled sipping her drink as she walked back into the party. You stood there for a moment and waited for Hyunjin to meet you like he’d said he would. After a few minutes you walked back into the party and started scanning the crowd for him. You saw the back of his long blonde hair and started making your way through the crowd towards him. Just as you were walking up behind him you noticed he was standing there with Lynn just like Riyah said he would be. You froze. Lynn glanced over Hyunjin’s shoulder and saw you standing there, a snaky smirk on her face.

“Hey thanks again for bringing y/n to the party tonight.” Hyunjin nodded.

“Yea of course no problem.” Then Lynn leaned in and pulled Hyunjin in for a kiss looking back at you with her eyebrow cocked. Reminding you exactly who you were and where you belong. You turned and walked out. You just left your sweater, it didn’t matter, you just had to get out of there.

The whole night everything had just been a cruel joke and you ACTUALLY fell for it. You walked up the side walk in the direction of your apartment building, mad at Lynn and the sorority sisters, mad a Hyunjin, mad at yourself, not caring that tears were streaming down your face ruining your mascara and eyeliner.

When you were about a block away from the party a car came racing up from behind you and came to a screeching halt just as it past you. Hyunjin? He parked the car right there in the middle of the street and ran over to you. When he saw you had been crying, he tried to pull you in to a hug but you pulled back away.

“What. What’s wrong? Is this about Lynn? Because...” You rolled your eyes and scoffed.

“Did Riyah, Lynne and the sisters of Pi really ask you to ask me out to that party?” Hyunjin shook his head yes.

“Well yea, they’re Pi and my frat is Pi’s house brothers so...” You turned and started walking back up the street towards your apartment again. Hyunjin ran and stood in front of you stopping.

“Wait, wait...” You couldn’t stop the tears, you were so hurt, so angry.

“So, I was just a dare or bet or what!? 'Hey Hyunjin ask the fat girl on a date tonight, it’ll be funny'. Okay well you all got a good laugh at me. Now leave me alone!” You started to walk away again and Hyunjin blocked you again.

“Now WAIT!” You froze but refused to look him in the face.

“What in the fuck is going on? Talk to me?! Cause the last thing I knew you were getting water and air and I was gonna help Jisung with two idiots trying to spike drinks, then on my way to find you Lynn stopped me and started thanking me for asking you out and then kissed me out of the blue. I pushed her off and that’s when I saw you heading for the exit. I called for you but you didn’t hear me over the music. I tried to text you and then call and then I realized your phone was in the sweater of yours that I had.” You felt your hip like you had pockets and only then did you realize you didn’t have your phone.

“So, I hoped in my car and headed towards your apartments hoping to find you walking on the way. So, talk to me, tell me what happened.” You finally looked at Hyunjin with your tear-filled eyes.

“You remember how we met, yea?” Hyunjin nodded and you allowed him to wipe the fresh tears as they fell.

“Rush week, when the sorority you rushed for...” Then it hit him. You continued his thought.

“Left me naked in the pool. Yea. That was Lynn and the girls of Pi.” Hyunjin couldn’t help but feel like an absolute idiot. Any time he mentioned it you never wanted to speak about it so, he had never thought to ask who you had rushed for.

“Oh fuck. Oh y/n I had no idea! I promise!” You shook your head at him.

“Riyah told me they asked you to ask me out as a joke. Said you and Lynn were inside the party together and then I went in... and you were... and then she kissed you and...” You choked on the end of your sentence as you tried to hold back your tears. Hyunjin gently gripped your shoulders making you square with him so he could look at you directly.

“That is NOT TRUE! They told me you liked me and asked if I would ask you out. I said yes because I have liked you since the day at the pool y/n, but you always kind of avoided me. When they said you liked me it was all the push I needed to ask you out. I SWEAR I would never do anything like that to someone. I swear!” You wiped the rest of the tears from your face and sniffled a bit.

“Will you please take me home Hyunjin?” His shoulders slunk in defeat; he didn’t know if you believed him. He quickly straightened back up and put your sweater over your shoulders.

“Yea, come on, let's get you in the car.” Hyunjin opened your door and made sure again, that you didn’t hit your head while getting in. When he was back in the car, he looked over at you. You were leaned over towards your door, looking out the window, waiting for the car to start moving. His heart felt like it was getting squeezed harder and harder in his chest. He threw the car into drive and headed towards your apartment building.

When Hyunjin pulled up he parked in a space and turned off the car sitting there in the silence with you for a moment. Finally, he couldn’t take it and spoke.

“You believe me right.” You kept looking out the window refusing to look at him anymore. You just. Couldn’t.

“I want to but I don’t know if I can.” There was the squeezing feeling around Hyunjin’s heart again.

“Tell me why. Tell me why you would believe the girls that have tortured you over me. Why?” You didn’t know if you could actually say the reason out loud and not sound completely pathetic but you tried.

“Because that seems more plausible than you actually wanting to date me Hyunjin. Why would you want to date me?” His face contorted.

“I told you before, you’re smart and beautiful; why wouldn’t I?” You were doing your best to hold back the tears that wanted to fall again.

“Because I’m huge.” You motioned towards your body and Hyunjin’s head snapped in your direction at your words.

“DON’T talk down on yourself like that! Not that it matters but you are not huge, you a tummy, you have curves, you, forgive me for saying, have a nice ass and big... well you know what you have. You might be curvy, thick; however you choose to describe it but does not make you any less beautiful in my eyes and it doesn’t make you less than any of those bitches in that sorority.” You finally were looking at Hyunjin, your eyes and mouth wide open in surprise at his outburst.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to snap I just wish you could see what I see when I look at you because you’re so fucking beaut-” Your lips against Hyunjin’s shut him up quickly. His hand came up and pushed your hair back away from your face, your hair was always in your face, then he cupped your jaw and deepened the kiss, opening his mouth and gently sliding his tongue into yours. You made out in his car for a bit before you finally pulled away breathless.

“Hyunjin...” He pressed his forehead against yours, his eyes closed as he gnawed at his lips.

“Hmm... yea?” He pecked a kiss on your lips again unable to resist.

“Do you... do you want to come upstairs?” He pulled back and looked at you, your cheeks turning pink as your thumb nail snuck its way in between your teeth nervously. Hyunjin smiled and nodded. He took the keys out of the ignition.

“Wait here just a second beautiful.” He got out of the car and you sat in anticipation in the passenger seat as he walked around to your side and opened your door. He helped you out of the car, then put his arm around your waist and led you into your apartment building.

As soon as you were on the elevator and the doors had shut, Hyunjin was all over you. Kissing your neck, gripping your hips, pushing his hips into yours showing you JUST how excited he was to be with you, to be kissing you. Suddenly the elevator door opened and you realized it had stopped at the laundry room floor. You shoved Hyunjin away both giggling as an older lady who lived a couple doors down from you entered the elevator with you, pulling her roll cart of clean laundry with her. Hyunjin’s hand was politely around your waist again and you smiled at your neighbor who smiled back at the two of you.

“Good evening.” She said sweetly. You were certain you were probably a sight. You in your nice black dress, him in his sleek black suit. Then between crying and making out, your makeup was most definitely a mess, even though you were both sober now you probably still smelled like the alcohol you had drank earlier. When Hyunjin leaned over and placed a kiss on your bare shoulder again you nudged him and looked at your neighbor apologetically.

“Sorry, he’s forgotten his manners.” Hyunjin smirked and your neighbor giggled.

“It’s fine, you’re just in love, you make a handsome couple.” You went to correct her but Hyunjin spoke first.

“Thank you ma’am, when you know you know. I think this one will be a love for the books for sure.” You looked up at him and he winked at you. Your face turned red for what you felt was the millionth time that night and your neighbor smiled, noticing the blush in your cheeks.

“I think you’re absolutely right young man.” The elevator stopped and the doors opened. The older lady insisted on the two of you faster walking kids going ahead first. When you were at your door you were fumbling with the keys because Hyunjin kept sneaking and nibbling at your ear or gently pinch your ass. You gritted your teeth at him and gave him a look as you finally got the door open to go inside. You walked in first and Hyunjin gave your neighbor a little bow before walking in too. She giggled and shook her head at the young lovers.

Inside your apartment things got heated quickly. As soon as Hyunjin was through your door he nudged it closed with his foot and had you pressed against the nearest wall. His lips devoured yours before leaving a wet trail down your jaw and throat. He lifted the skirt of your dress and slid both of his hands down your silky panties, one gripping your juicy ass firmly and the other’s fingers started tracing through your wet folds.

“Fuck beautiful, is all this for me?” You bit your lip embarrassed and he tsked you.

“No no don’t be shy gorgeous.” He started rubbing small circles on your clit as he grabbed your hand and put it over his cock. You gave it a little squeeze just to see and he was so hard already.

“See this is all for you too baby. You make me so fucking hard.” He kissed you again as he continued playing with your pussy and you gripped his dick over his pants and rubbed your palm up and down his clothed shaft.

You started nudging Hyunjin in the direction of your room as you untucked his shirt and worked at the button of his pants. Once you had them loosened, you slid your hand in past his briefs and gripped his cock. It felt so good in your hand you didn’t even wait to get to your room, you dropped to your knees in the hall and pulled Hyunjin’s pants around his ankles before grabbing his erection and taking it into your mouth. He gathered your hair into a makeshift pony tail so he could watch you slide up and down on his cock.

“Fuck yes, suck me good baby, you’re so fucking good!” With Hyunjin’s encouragement you swallowed more of his cock, gagging yourself as you were deep throating him. You pulled off to take a breath stroking the head of his dick gently.

“Hyunjin, I’m gonna choke on you until you blow in my mouth, so if you think you’re gonna cum, don’t stop.” Hyunjin’s eyes rolled back.

“Fuck me loveeee...” You sucked him back into your mouth, hollowed your cheeks and started bobbing up and down on his cock, taking it deeper each time.

“Can I fuck your face beautiful?” You hummed in approval, your mouth full of his dick, and Hyunjin almost came. He held the back of your head and your lower jaw gently as he started fucking your throat deeper and deeper each time making you gag and drool on his cock more.

“Fuuuuck yes baby YES! Wet your fingers beautiful, wet them and rub right under my balls baby, fuck! PLEASE! I'll blow so hard for you gorgeous!” You ran your fingers gently down Hyunjin’s balls collecting your spit as he continued to punish your throat with the head of his cock. When you pushed your fingers firmly against his perineum you started rubbing small circles and you groaned hard around his cock.

Between the finger massaging him, the deep throating, and the vibrations from you humming, Hyunjin unloaded into your mouth. You continued to bob and suck every last bit of cum from his cock before letting go. He pushed your hair out of your face and tilted your head back so he could see you all fucked out and covered in spit. A little bit of cum dribbled down your chin and Hyunjin swiped it with his thumb, pushing it back into your mouth.

“Open up and show me all that cum baby.” You opened your mouth and showed Hyunjin his cum pooled in your mouth.

“Good girl, do I taste good?” You closed your mouth and shook your head yes humming in satisfaction.

“Good. Now swallow what I gave you.” You did as you were told and swallowed the big load of cum Hyunjin had shot into your mouth. You opened your mouth showing him your clean tongue before he helped you off your knees and attacked your lips, tasting the remnants of his cum on your lips. He pushed his fingers past your panties and into your pussy again collecting your juices. He pulled his fingers out, put them between his plump lips and sucked them clean.

“Where’s your bed, I need to lay you down properly before I eat this pussy.” You clenched around nothing at his words. Hyunjin stepped out of his pants and underwear as he followed you from the hall to your room, unbuttoning his shirt along the way. Once you were in your room you turned and faced Hyunjin again. You walked up to him and ran your hands up his firm body and under the shoulders of his shirt, pushing it off and onto the floor leaving him completely naked in front of you.

“You’re so perfect.” You whisper as you take in his lean body and the beautiful lines. He tilted your chin up to look at him.

“I’m not perfect, no one is. I don’t want you to think of me like I’m someone you’re unworthy of because that’s not true.” You looked him in the eyes. You hadn’t done it very often but when you did it hypnotized Hyunjin.

“Did you mean what you said to the lady?” He tilted his head.

“In the elevator? About our love being for the books?” He asked and you sheepishly nodded.

“Every single word of it.” You kissed Hyunjin’s pouty lips softly and then turned.

“Unzip me?” He walked up closely behind you and took hold of your zipper, slowly dragging it down. His lips ghosted over your neck and shoulder as he slid your dress down your body.

“When you had me zip you up earlier, we almost didn’t make it to the party. I wanted to take you right then, kiss you, taste you, fuck you. I should have, then those bitches wouldn’t have upset you. You turned facing him, shaking your head.

“It’s not important now.” You kissed him and pulled him towards your bed as he unhooked your bra and tossed it aside. Hyunjin laid you back on the mattress as his long slender fingers worked their way down your soft body, squeezing your breasts, roaming your soft tummy, sliding down your full hips and gripping the sides of your panties that had been soaked for some time.

“Let’s take these off yea?” You nodded and lifted your hips allowing Hyunjin to slide your panties over your ass and down your legs. Usually being totally exposed to a lover would make you unbelievably nervous but something about the way Hyunjin looked at you, the way he spoke to you, the way he treated you, even around other people, even around his friends, it made you feel truly wanted, desired, for maybe the first time in your life, you actually felt sexy. So you weren’t as nervous as you usually would have been with Hyunjin’s face positioned over your dripping core.

“Fuck baby, I’m gonna eat you up.” With that statement, he spread you open and latched his pretty lips onto your clit softly sucking on it. Your hands gripped Hyunjin’s long hair and your nails scratched over his scalp making him hum in delight, sending the delicious vibrations radiating through your cunt.

“OH! Fuck! Hyun-Hyunjin-ah! That feels SO good please, fingers, please.” Hyunjin only let go of sucking on your clit long enough to wet two of his fingers and slide them inside you before continuing to eat your pussy like a starved man. He didn’t fuck you hard with his fingers, he didn’t need to, not when his lips and tongue were doing all the work. His fingers were just there to make you feel full, and they did.

“Oh my god Hyunjin I’m gonna cum don’t stop please, fuck yes God you’re so good at eating my pussy! I can’t I’m...” Hyunjin pushed your over the edge of your climax and you road out your orgasm on his tongue and fingers as he drank up every bit of you he could. He climbed on top of you and kissed you hard as his hands roamed the softness of your body again, like he couldn’t get enough of the feeling of you under his fingertips.

“Bend over for me baby. Get on your hands and knees and let me see that juicy ass!” He leaned over and gently bit the flesh on your hip by your ass and you laughed turning over and propping yourself on your elbows and knees. Hyunjin spanked your ass. You jumped and your cunt tightened around nothing.

“Do you like that gorgeous, like it when I spank your ass?” You moaned as he kneaded the sting away.

“Fuck yes! Feels so good, it will feel even better with your cock inside me.” Hyunjin spanked your other ass cheek and you clenched hard again.

“Oh, fuck baby I bet you’ll squeeze my dick nice and hard when I spank you while I fuck you. Huh?” You nodded and put your head down on the bed, arching your back and showing your slick cunt to Hyunjin.

“Please fuck me, need you inside me, please!?” Hyunjin spread you open and used his thumbs to massage so closed to where you wanted his cock.

“You want me to grab a condom really quick?” You pushed your ass back further into his hands.

“On the pill, you don’t have to unless you want to.” Hyunjin rubbed soft circles on your ass cheeks with the palms of his hands before lifting and spanking one side, then the other, then gripping your squishy hips tightly and pushed his cock inside you slowly.

When he felt his balls press against your soft warm cunt, he didn’t know if he’d last. You felt like heaven around him, wet and throbbing around his dick. He squeezed your ass and pushed you forward before pulling you back on his cock again.

“Fuck beautiful, is there anything about you that doesn’t feel FUCKING amazing? Your lips, your hips, this pussy. Fuck your dripping down my cock.” Hyunjin pulled your hips back harder as he snapped his hips into your ass faster.

“Hyunjin... fuck... Fu... harder! Fu-fuck me harder please!” He pulled out and put you on your back spreading your thighs, a hand on each one pushing you open and into the mattress. He sank into you fully again and started fucking you hard, rolling his hips, filling you completely and hitting that mind blowing spot inside you with every other thrust.

“Fuck you look so sexy taking my cock under me like this beautiful. You gonna cream on it? FUCK feel you clenching baby, you like the way I’m talking to you?” You clenched again, you did, you loved it. Every dirty thing he said made your pussy wet and tighten.

“Yes Hyunjin-ah fuck keep going!” Hyunjin spread your pussy lips open with his fingers and watched his dick slide in and out of your cunt, covered in more of your cum every thrust. Hyunjin puckered those god forsaken lips and a long string of spit came from between his full pink lips and landed on your clit. He started rubbing his thumb over your spit slicked clit, small circles as the rest of his fingers kept you spread open.

“Look at what I’m doing to you beautiful and then look at me.” You opened your eyes despite the immense amount of pleasure you were in and looked at Hyunjin playing with your cunt while he stuffed it with his cock. You moaned looking up at Hyunjin’s sweaty face.

“I’m gonna play with this pussy until you cum all over me. Cum for me beautiful.” He spit on your clit again and rubbed it faster as he fucked you hard. You couldn’t help the way you screamed his name out, loud enough the lady down the hall probably heard you as you came on his cock.

“HYUNJIN! Oh, fuck fuck fuck! Yes!” Hyunjin slowed down but still gave you solid thrusts as he fucked you through the last of your orgasm and began chasing his own.

“Fuck beautiful so fucking gorgeous laying there taking me, all fucked out and limp. Gonna let me cum on these?” He grabbed your big soft breasts that bounced with every hard thrust of his cock.

“Gonna let me cum all over these titties, right? Fuck I bet they’ll be so pretty painted. Yea? Glazed in my cum. Hmmm? Gonna let me cum on these.” He squeezed your nipples harder making you moan out your answer.

“Fuck yes Hyunjin, cum on them please, wanna feel it, warm and thick.” You pushed your breasts together and Hyunjin started snapping his hips into you quick. He moaned out, the sexiest sound you’d ever heard, as he came hard. He pulled his cock out as he started coming inside you and straddled you as he painted stripes of cum across your belly and breasts, his white pearly seed dripping down your hard nipples and out of your swollen, pink, hole.

“Fuck baby FUCK!" He stayed there kneeling over you, trying to collect himself post nut as you ran your fingers through his cum on your tits and ate it.

“Holy shit that was amazing Hyunjin-ah, mmm and you taste amazing.” When Hyunjin opened his eyes and saw you sucking his cum off your digits while more leaked from your cunt his half hard cock twitched in his hand.

He slid further up your torso and pressed your big cum coated breasts around his cock sliding it back and forth as he started working towards getting hard again. He grabbed your hands and made you push your breasts together, when you did, he reached back and started rubbing the cum dripping from your hole, all over your pussy before plunging his fingers inside you and circling your clit gently with his fingertips, making your legs tremble.

“Oh, we’re not done gorgeous. We have the whole night ahead of us and you’re not covered in nearly enough of my cum yet.”

@jquellen27 @caroline-ds-world @ughbehavior @chansynie @hyunelixies @j-0ne25

Chan x Thick female reader

Word count: 9.5k 😬

Synopsis: You can't believe your dumb luck when you see your gorgeous blind date walk in but he seems disinterested in being there during your dinner conversation or lack thereof more like it. You're so ready to leave when the check comes but he offers to drive you home. When Chan finally admits why he was so quiet during the date you have a hard time believing it. Will there be a date number two or were you right about blind dating all along.

A/N: 18+ only! This is the fifth installment of the 'Thick reader series'. I hope you all enjoy this one! I've seen so much feed back on the others about people relating to these mc's and its bitter sweet for me. I'm glad you're all feeling represented and valid but I don't like that it means that we still deal with so much hate and fat phobia in the world. No matter your size you're beautiful and worthy of a beautiful life! If you enjoy this please leave a like, comment, reblog, shoot me an ask what ever! The feedback from this series has been so inspiring! Thank you! As always warnings and smut below the cut.

Warnings: MDNI 18+ ONLY strong language/cursing, oral (f&m receiving), a little spitting, protected piv sex (use condoms kids), praise and pet names (beautiful, baby girl of course), coming in mouth/cum eating. I think that's everything but if I missed something please let me know and I'll add it immediately!

You had NEVER spent so much time and effort preparing for a date in your life. When your friend Sarah, who had set up the blind date you had agreed to, told you the restaurant you were meeting your date at was the fancy new Italian place, you decided to go all out. If not now; then when? You were perpetually single but it had not been for a lack of trying on your part. You had all but given up on the whole dating thing when Sarah told you about her friend Chan, how he never went out, and how perfect she thought you two would be for each other.  

You didn’t like the idea of blind dates. Going in cold, not knowing what the other person was like or looked like. It seemed like a recipe for disaster, especially for you. You had been on those dates, the ones where the guy you met from whatever random dating app you matched on would walk in, take one look, see you were a thicker girl than they realized and then you would have to sit through the disappointed looks and the forced pleasantries during the only date you would be having with them.  

You were certain Sarah wouldn’t even be friends with a jerk let alone try and set you up on a date with one, so you agreed but she hadn’t told you much about him other than his name was Chan and that he was a nice guy. Had she told him about you? The idea of him walking in and getting another disappointed look made your stomach turn with anxiety. It was one of the reasons you had stopped dating in the first place and it was also another reason you went all out getting ready. You trusted Sarah and if she thought you would be good together you wanted to make the best first impression you could. 

The day before your date you went to the spa and got pampered, a facial, mani, pedi, waxed, the works. The day of, you took a long hot shower to try and relieve a little of the stress you were still feeling. You dried your hair and put it up in a bun, you didn’t bother with the tendrils of hair that wouldn’t go back, just letting them fall around your neck and face. Your makeup wasn’t too over the top but you did highlight and contour. A little blush, black wing liner, some mascara, and a bright red lip and you were done with makeup.  

It was time to put on the dress you’d gone out and bought especially for the occasion. Normally you’d grab whatever little black dress you managed to feel comfortable enough in. This time you had found a wine-colored velvet bodycon dress. Definitely WAY out of your comfort zone typically but when you tried it on it fit you perfectly, which didn’t happen often for a big girl in a department store, so you decided you had to have it. You put on your black heels, a spray of your expensive perfume, that you only pulled out for special occasions, and you were out the door and headed to the restaurant you were meeting Chan at. 

That’s where you were at now. Seated at a table in probably the most elegant restaurant you had ever stepped foot in, waiting on your date that was now... you looked at the clock by the bar area. Twenty minutes late. You bit at your painted lips nervously and felt like everyone's eyes were on you. Watching the poor chubby girl wait for a date that was most likely, not showing up. They weren’t watching but it didn’t make you feel any less embarrassed. You told yourself you’d give him ten more minutes and if he didn’t show you would just leave. No way were you staying to eat if you got stood up by this guy.

About five minutes later you saw a man walking at a quick pace into the restaurant and up to the hostess. You were positive, no question, he was the most beautiful man you had ever seen. He was in all black. A nice tailored pair of slacks that fit him perfectly, a suit vest, a suit jacket, and a little silver chain connecting the two that matched the chain and earrings he was wearing. He had no shirt and the low cut of the vest allowed a healthy view of his chiseled chest underneath. You were positive about another thing, there was no way HE was be the date Sarah had set you up with.  

When the hostess pointed over to your table and the man’s eyes followed her finger until they landed on you, your heart stopped. He looked you over and when his face fell your stomach turned. Fantastic. Not only was your worst nightmare happening but it was happening with an Adonis. Perfect. You half expected him to turn around and just leave but he made his way over to the table you were at. The closer he got, the better you could see the finer details of his face. His perfectly arched eyebrows, his soft brown eyes, his strong broad nose and his full pouty lips, his defined jaw. When he gave you a half smile you saw a dimple pop up in his cheek and his perfect white teeth peek. He was so handsome he couldn’t possibly be real. 

“y/n? I’m Chan, I uh... I’m so sorry I’m late.” You stood and took his hand to shake. He awkwardly leaned in and gave you a quick peck on the cheek. He seemed to be looking anywhere BUT at you. 

“Yes, hi Chan it’s nice to meet you. Sarah has told me such nice things about you.” He let out a little nervous laugh. 

“Oh, has she?” No, she really hadn’t but you gave a small nod and sat back down as Chan sat in the chair across from you. 

“She really didn’t tell me much about you.” Chan admitted. You cringed. Great. You shrugged and gave him a weak smile. 

“Oh, probably because there isn’t really much to tell.” He nodded quietly and opened the menu. When the waiter came over for your drink orders Chan quickly ordered. 

“Whiskey on ice. A double please.” You stopped yourself from chewing at your lips again as the waiter turned to you for your order. 

“Oh, just a glass of red wine for me and a water please.” The waiter bowed and left to fill your drink orders leaving you and Chan in awkward silence again. When you looked up from your menu Chan actually made eye contact with you for a split second before looking back at his own menu again. He didn’t seem to want to talk, didn’t want to look at you, what were you even doing there. It was going even worse than you thought it would and you could practically feel the disappointment oozing from him. When the waiter came back with your drinks Chan grabbed his and drank most of it quickly. God, he has to be drunk to even sit here, you thought to yourself. This was a mistake. You felt a lump forming in your throat and you cleared it, unintentionally getting Chan’s attention.  

“I uh... will you excuse me for a moment.” Chan’s eyes were on his menu again already and he nodded in reply. You pressed your lips together tightly and excused yourself to the bathroom. As soon as you were alone in a stall you couldn’t help but let a few tears go. You were so embarrassed. This is exactly what you worried about, exactly why you had stopped dating. Even putting in all the effort you had to look nice, he was clearly disappointed and you wondered how the hell Sarah thought this was a good idea. You sniffled a bit, wiped the couple of tears you had allowed to fall, pulled out your phone and called her. She answered quickly, excited for an update. 

“Hey girl! How’s the date? He’s cute yea?” You took a shaky breath trying to compose yourself so you didn’t start bawling the minute you spoke and she could tell you were upset. 

“Hey hey hey, what’s wrong?!” She asked concerned. 

“It’s terrible Sarah! Why on earth did you think HE would be interested in ME?! He was almost thirty minutes late and he looks so disappointed and barely talks and won’t look at me. It's awful Sarah, I knew this would happen. We haven’t ordered food yet; I think I’m just gonna leave. I’m not forcing him to stay on a date he clearly doesn’t want to be on. I can’t sit through another date like that.” Sarah quickly tried to talk you out of that idea. 

“No no, don’t do that. He’s just shy, give him a bit to warm up to you. I swear if you just give him a chance you’ll see.” You let out a sigh. 

“Fine.” You hung up with Sarah, left the stall, and went back to the table. When you sat down Chan gave you a strange look. 

“Everything okay?” You kept your head down but nodded and picked up your menu again. Shortly after coming back to the table the waiter came over for your food orders. Chan ordered some pasta dish with vodka? You weren’t sure, spaghetti and alfredo were the expanse of your knowledge when it came to pasta dishes. Then the waiter turned to you for your order. 

“Uh, I’ll have the salad with balsamic vinaigrette.” You closed your menu and Chan gave you a funny look. 

“That’s all?” You nodded again, making no effort to make eye contact anymore and handed your menu to the waiter. 

“Yes sorry, I don’t have much of an appetite.” That was a lie. You hadn’t eaten all day letting your nerves get the best of you. You were starving but eating a big meal in front of someone that seemed put out by you didn’t sound that appealing. You sat in relative silence as you both waited on your food and Chan ordered another whiskey. You picked at the napkin by your plate and did your best to not look dejected but it was difficult and the tightness in your chest getting was getting worse as every awkward minute passed. You were thankful when the food showed up because at least then you’d have a reason to not be speaking to each other.  

Chan dug into his pasta dish, which did look good. He seemed to have a healthy appetite. You took a few bites of your salad and pushed the rest around your plate as you finished your third glass of wine. As Chan finished up his meal you asked to be excused again. He finished the bite he had in his mouth quickly. 

“Of course.” You got up and made your way to the bathroom to gather yourself a bit and freshen up your lipstick. As soon as you were in the bathroom you called Sarah again. 

“Hey! So?” You sighed heavily. 

“Just... when I’m making you sit on the phone with me later while I cry about this just deal with it okay?” Sarah felt bad that it wasn’t going well. She had really thought the two of you would hit it off. 

“Later, you can cry on the phone with me as much as you need. I’m sorry. I love you sweetie.” You took another deep breath. 

“Don’t apologize, I love you too. I’ve gotta get back.” You both said your goodbyes and hung up. Before you left you looked in the mirror to do your lipstick and you noticed the slight trail of mascara under your eyes from crying earlier. Oh great! No wonder he asked if you were okay. You fought off the urge to cry again, wiped the mascara off from under your eyes, and fixed your lipstick before heading back to the table to get the rest of this over with. Chan was putting his phone away as you came back to sit down. 

“I ordered you another glass of wine.” You nodded and gave Chan a weak smile. 

“Thank you.” Whatever helped get you through the rest of this absolute train wreck. 

“The waiter asked about dessert, I wasn’t sure... I mean you didn’t eat much of your dinner,” Chan pointed at your plate. 

“So, I wasn’t sure if you wanted sweets.” You shook your head no. 

“No, it’s fine, when he comes back we can just pay the check. I’m sure you’re ready to go.” Chan frowned. You had been upset the whole date. 

“Okay, while you finish your wine, I’ll pay the tab.” You declined the offer. 

“No. I hardly ate my food.” And drank half a bottle of wine, you had thought to yourself.  

“You don’t have to pay for me, I can get my own.” Chan raised his hand shaking his head. 

“No. Let me please. It’s the least I can do for being late.” You went ahead and accepted not wanting to drag out an awkward argument about the bill any further. Your wine came and Chan gave the waiter his card to pay the bill. You sat there sipping your drink and realized Chan seemed to be watching you closely now. You glanced up and when you made eye contact you straightened up a bit and he smiled at you. You forced a smile back but it was obvious that it was not genuine and Chan felt awful. 

Chan NEVER dated. Ever and all his friends knew that. So, when Sarah told him she knew someone that would be perfect for him he agreed to a blind date, trusting her. He was on edge as soon as he found out you had agreed to the date as well. He couldn’t sleep the night before and he thought he might puke day of he was so nervous. When he went to get dressed it was a disaster, even with his friend Felix’s help. 

“Black black black why the fuck is everything I own black. FUCK. I’m gonna look like an undertaker no matter what I wear.” Felix laughed at Chan. 

“It’s your closet man don’t ask me. Besides that, you look good in black.” After Chan rifled through the closet frustrated a bit longer Felix walked over and pushed Chan out of the way. 

“Okay maniac, where are you going for dinner again?” Chan huffed out a breath. 

“That fancy new Italian place. Sarah picked it.” Felix nodded and shifted through the sea of black clothing hanging in front of him pulling out a black pair of slacks, a black vest, a black suit jacket and pushed them towards Chan. 

“Here. This.” Chan looked at the clothes and then at Felix. 

“What about a shirt.” Felix quirked and eye brow and shook his head. 

“Trust me, no shirt, just that. No way you’ll look like an undertaker in that.” Chan was about to argue but then he noticed the clock. 

“FUCK! I’m supposed to be there now!” He pushed Felix out of his room, quickly got dressed and raced to the restaurant. When Chan was walking up, he had glanced through the window trying to see if he could spot his date. At one of the tables, he saw a woman in a red dress, her hair up in an elegant looking bun and delicate whisps of hair around her face and neck. Chan’s jaw dropped. He shook his head and got himself together, he wouldn’t be that lucky, your husband must be in the bathroom. He got it together and headed in, he didn’t want to keep his date waiting any longer. He hurried in and straight up to the hostess station. 

“I’m so sorry, I’m meeting someone and I’m running a bit late. The reservation is for Chan and y/n?” The hostess nodded, smiling. 

“Yes, sir the rest of your party is already seated, just over there.” The hostess pointed in the direction of the table where the woman in the red dress was and Chan’s face fell. You were even more stunning than he’d realized. You were clearly, naturally, very beautiful and all dressed up like that, Chan was speechless. He gave you a little smile as he walked over. 

He had gotten as far as introducing himself and apologizing and then he was trying to be smooth and kiss your cheek but got nervous half way in and only gave you a quick peck. Even then he couldn’t get himself to look you in the eyes again after. When you said Sarah had said nice things about him, he felt a little cheated. 

“She didn’t tell me much about you.” He admitted. Sarah hadn’t really told him anything about you other than a name, you were sweet and that you would hit it off.  

“Oh, probably because there isn’t really much to tell.” He picked up the menu thinking about what to say to strike up a conversation, drawing a total blank and just nodding. It was like his brain went into fight or flight and one hundred percent chose flight. The waiter came over for your drink orders and Chan nervously blurted his order out quickly, then immediately realized he probably should have let you order first, like a gentleman. He was internally kicking himself.  

As soon as his drink touched the table Chan grabbed it and almost downed it all in one go. He noticed you glancing at him and that was the only reason he hadn’t. He didn’t want you to think he was a drunk. He rarely drank actually, but he needed something to take the edge off and maybe loosen him up a bit too. You were so pretty he was having a hard time making his brain work. He was always bad at talking to pretty girls. You took a sip of your wine and then excused yourself to the bathroom. 

Chan was waiting patiently for you to come back from the bathroom and he was determined to loosen up a bit and stop acting so weird. You’re just an incredibly attractive woman, he can talk to you, he can. Then his phone vibrated in his pocket. When he took it out, he saw he had a text from Sarah and he opened it.  

Sarah: What the fuck are you doing? 

Chan: What do you mean? 

Chan: Nothing! I swear! What’s wrong? 

The three little dots popped up as Sarah typed out her response but you were coming back to the table before Chan could get a reply. He put his phone back in his pocket. When you sat down, he noticed your mascara had run a bit, it looked like maybe you had been crying.  

“Everything okay?” You had nodded your head yes but Chan knew it wasn’t. He was being too quiet, he knew he was, but every time he thought he’d worked up the courage to start a conversation or ask a question he’d look up at you and lose his confidence just as fast. The waiter came over and took your meal orders. Chan got penne alla vodka because it was the only thing he actually knew on the menu and only because of a cooking show and you ordered a salad.  

“Is that all?” Chan was surprised. He’d been so nervous all day he hadn’t eaten a thing so he was starving now. He had thought maybe you would have been as well but you apologized saying you weren’t very hungry. Chan nodded and motioned for the waiter to order another whiskey. He could tell you were not happy with how the date was going. That was obvious. Sarah had probably promised some interesting outgoing guy, the guy Sarah knew and saw, and here he was too shy to talk to a beautiful girl. He had managed to say maybe twenty words the whole time you had waited for your meals. Mostly answers to your basic questions, trying to pull conversation from him. 

When the food showed up you both seemed thankful for the distraction. Chan was starving, he couldn’t wait another second and started eating. He tried not to scarf it down like a stray dog. Which was hard because it was really good. You seemed to not be very interested in your meal and Chan wondered if you just didn’t like eating around people you don’t know. Some people were like that. Chan was getting to the end of his plate, there was definitely enough that it should have been two bites but it was just so good. Chan scooped it up and ate it all in one. 

“I’m just gonna freshen up, if you’ll excuse me.” The first words uttered since the food arrived and Chan’s mouth was full. He felt like an idiot. He chewed his bite quickly. 

“Of course.” You left for the bathroom and Chan wiped his mouth rolling his eyes at himself. The waiter came over and asked about dessert for the two of you. Chan wasn’t sure. You might be more interested in something sweet. He decided to wait and ask you but ordered you both another drink. When the waiter walked away Chan’s phone buzzed and he had remembered that Sarah had been texting him. He grabbed it and opened their texts. He saw the one she sent from before first. 

Sarah: TALK to her! She thinks you’re not interested. I saw how she looked tonight, Chan. You’d be stupid not to be interested. TALK! 

When he saw the next texts that had just come through from Sarah, he felt awful. 

Sarah: Chan, I can’t believe you! She’s so upset! Why don’t you like her? You haven’t even given her a chance and really talked to her! 

Sarah: If she actually cries on the phone with me tonight because of you, I’m punching you. 

Oh no! You weren’t upset because Chan was an awkward dork you were upset because you thought he didn’t like you! How could he not? He didn’t have a chance to message Sarah back before you were coming back to the table again. When you sat down Chan tried to be more outgoing immediately.  

“I ordered you another glass of wine.” Chan noticed you had cleaned up the mascara from earlier. 

“Thank you.” He was determined to not let this whole date go down in flames because he was too shy to talk to a beautiful woman. 

“The waiter asked about dessert, I wasn’t sure... I mean you didn’t eat much of your dinner,” Chan pointed at your plate. 

“So, I wasn’t sure if you wanted sweets.” You shook your head no. 

“No, it’s fine, when he comes back, we can just get the check. I’m sure you’re ready to go.” Chan hated the fact that he made you feel that he was put out or disinterested.  

“Okay, while you finish your wine, I’ll pay the tab.” You immediately said no. 

“No. I hardly ate my food. You don’t have to pay for me, I can get my own.” Chan wasn’t going to take no for an answer on this. 

“No. Let me please. It’s the least I can do for being late.” Chan was glad when you agreed without further argument. The waiter came over with your drinks. Chan handed him his card and told him he just needed the bill. As the waiter walked away you picked up your glass of wine and sipped at it and Chan finally allowed himself to look at you, not just glance, but really look. God you were gorgeous, it unnerved him but he had to get over that. You noticed him looking and looked up at him. Chan smiled but the smile you gave him back was so forced it made him feel awful. The waiter came back with Chan’s card and you started to get up to leave while Chan was still signing the receipt. 

“Thank you for dinner Chan, it was nice meeting you.” You bowed as Chan finished signing quickly and stood up. 

“Oh, it was really nothing at all. Did you drive?” You shook your head. 

“No uber.” Chan squeezed the back of his neck trying to release the tension he felt. 

“Well, uh... I could take you home.” He’s a nice guy. You were sure he was only offering to be polite, so you would be polite and not make him. 

“It's fine I can just uber, you can go. I won’t have to wait long.” Chan shook his head. 

“Let me make sure you get home safely. To make up for being late.” You didn’t know why he was so adamant about it. Wasn’t the dinner awkward enough? You needed to have an awkward car ride too? 

“That’s why you paid for dinner.” You reminded him. Oh that was right. That was why you had let him pay for dinner. 

“Well then just for my peace of mind. Please?” He gave you this look and even as uncomfortable as the dinner had been, he was trying to be nice and it was a face you couldn’t say no to. 

“Okay Chan. You can take me home.” He put his hand behind you but not on you and offered for you to lead the way. Once you were outside he pointed to a black Fiat compact. You looked at the car and then him. You wouldn’t have guessed a man that looked like such a playboy, was driving that car like that. 

“What?” He asked smiling. You shook your head. 

“Nothing just... I expected you to drive a Mercedes or Maserati or something.” Chan scrunched his nose. 

“Nah never. I don’t need all that. Wade here is plenty of car for me.” He tapped the top of the car. It was your turn to make a funny face. 

“Wade?” Chan nodded with a little smile on his face. 

“Yea! A car has gotta have a name!” He opened your door and helped you into the vehicle then hurried around and got in the driver's seat. He closed his door and it was a bit intoxicating being in such a confined space with him. You could smell his cologne and you were close enough you could make out a few little freckles on his face. You didn’t realize but you had started staring. You couldn’t help it. He was so handsome. It was easy to get lost in the details of his facial features. Chan looked over at you and gave you a little smile. He seemed to have loosened up a little and had said more than he had the whole night, walking to the car.  

“So! Where are we going?” He asked as he started the car. You gave him your address and he typed it into his navigation before taking off. Silence filled the car but it wasn’t as awkward of a silence as before. Maybe because there was music softly playing or maybe because he had opened up a bit. Whatever the reason it didn’t seem as tense to you. Chan on the other hand was doing a marvelous job at pretending to not be freaking out. He had managed to talk to you and not come off like a complete idiot. It only took as long as pulling out of the parking lot though, when Chan could smell your perfume, it started to invade his senses. Part of his brain was ready to go flight on him again but by the time he pulled up to your place he’d gotten control of his faculties. He parked the car and sat for a minute trying to figure out where to start with his apology for his odd behavior at dinner. Just as he was about to, you spoke. 

“Well, thank you for the ride home Chan and again for dinner. Have a good night.” You started to open your car door and Chan was quickly losing his chance. 

“I’m sorry!” He just blurted it out, shouted it really. You jumped a little and your hand fell away from the door. You turned to him with a confused look on your face. 

“For what?” He was a nice guy, you figured it was a ‘sorry you’re just not my type’ kind of apology. 

“I’m sorry for being so quiet during dinner. I... I don’t date. EVER. I was worried.... I mean, well, I can be kind of a dork.” You scoffed and looked at him incredulously. 

“A dork? Do you see yourself?! Who on earth... you’re a walking Korean Ken doll okay? You could be the biggest nerd on the planet and I don’t think it would bother anyone. Certainly not me.” Chan looked down at himself. He was in such a hurry when he left since he was late, he really hadn’t taken a good look at the outfit he had put on. He was usually in gym clothes or sweats and hoodies, baggy clothes that didn’t show his body at all. He hadn’t even thought about what he looked like in the outfit Felix had picked him, he had just hoped he looked nice. Apparently, Felix had chosen well by your words. Chan laughed a little nodding. 

“Fair enough but never the less I hurt your feelings so I should apologize.” You shook your head and furrowed your brow. 

“You didn’t-” Chan raised one of his perfect eyebrows at you. 

“Sarah texted me when you were in the bathroom.” Oh you were going to kill her. 

“Oh.” You looked down and picked at your finger nails. 

“Even if she hadn’t though, I... noticed a little mascara under your eyes when you came back from the bathroom.” You buried your head in your hands hiding your face as it turned red in embarrassment. 

“If I made you cry y/n I’m really sorry! I didn’t mean to make you feel bad. I’m just... I’m really shy and it’s worse around pretty women.” You rolled your eyes and huffed a hard breath out. 

“Right. Okay your apology is accepted but you don’t have to pander to me.” Chan didn’t know what you meant. 

“Wha... pander?” You pressed your fingers into your eyes. 

“Yes. You can say you’re not attracted to me. It was just one blind date together. I’ll survive.” Chan thought he was doing a good job at expressing how sorry he was for giving you the wrong impression. Clearly, he wasn’t doing as good of a job as he’d thought. 

“I... I’m not pandering.” His tone changed, his voice was quieter, his eyes were cast down at his steering wheel and he wrung his hands. 

“I’ve been nervous since Sarah said she had a friend she wanted me to meet. She knows I don’t go out so if she was suggesting I meet a friend of hers, I knew it was probably going to be someone worthwhile. I trust Sarah. I am attracted to you y/n. Very much so and if you’ll give me a second chance, I’d like to actually talk some, get to know you, and maybe... go out again?” He wanted to see you again, after that disaster of a date?! 

“You want to go out again?” You asked shocked and he nodded looking at you hopeful. 

“Can I be frank with you?” Chan asked and you shook your head. 

“I saw you through the window as I was walking up and I thought, God whoever she’s there with is a lucky bastard. I was positive I was not that lucky bastard. Then I walked in and the hostess pointed right over at your table and I realized holy shit! I am! You’re so beautiful y/n and I have no doubt if your friends with Sarah you’re a good person. Sarah doesn’t have the patience to deal with assholes. Well except me.” You put your hand on Chan’s, he looked over at you again and you shook your head at him. 

“You’re not an asshole.” Chan smiled at you and his dimples popped out making you smile back. 

“Look, I know it wasn’t the original date but I have a little roof top garden and a bottle of wine. If you want to come up, we can sit and talk for a little while? Get to know each other?” Chan’s smile grew times ten, scrunching his eyes up into little crescents. 

“Absolutely! I’d love to!” You both got out of the car and you lead Chan to your building. When you walked into your condo you kicked off your heels and let your hair down. Chan couldn’t help but watch your every move, just being in your space, you already seemed more relaxed. When you looked over and noticed him staring at you butterflies erupted in your stomach. When Chan saw you look he started scanning the room like he had been looking at the décor of your apartment and you smiled to yourself a bit. 

“Would you mind grabbing the wine from the fridge while I get the glasses?” Chan’s attention was drawn back to you by your question and he nodded. 

“Oh sure!” Chan followed you into your kitchen and grabbed the wine like you asked, when he turned back around he saw you reaching on your tip toes for the glasses that were just out of your reach. Your dress riding up a bit exposing more of your thighs and he was distracted for a split second before he came up behind you and reached up easily with his long arms. Chan grabbed two of them between his fingers by the stem. He was so close to you so he could reach them; his chest pressed up against you. You could feel his warmth of his exposed chest against your back and smell his cologne again. 

“Here, I’ve got these too. You lead the way.” You were blushing when he stepped back and smiled at him. You led him through your living room grabbing the throw blanket off the back of your couch on the way out. 

“Just in case, sometimes it can get a little breezy up there.” You slid on your house shoes, opened the window to your fire escape, and lead Chan up to the section of the roof you were permitted your garden. He stepped through a latticed arch way and it was like he was in a mini paradise in the middle the city. Chan couldn’t believe it. 

“You... you did all this?!” You nodded shyly. 

“I don’t really do much to it these days honestly, it kind of takes care of its self for the most part now.” Chan’s eyes were overwhelmed by the colors of the flowers the way they weaved together creating a private oasis. In the middle was a wide flat swing with an overstuffed cushion. You walked over to it and tossed the blanket on before crawling on yourself. 

“Give me those and you get on.” Chan handed you the bottle and then the glasses and kicked off his shoes as he climbed on to the unusual swing. When he got settled, he looked at you and smiled the biggest toothy smile. It made you melt inside. He grabbed the bottle of wine and started to open it, pouring you both a glass. 

“What even is this thing?” Chan laughed. 

“It’s just a swing. I come up here to read and stargaze, think, I like doing those things laying down so...” You motioned to the swing and Chan nodded in understanding. 

“I love it.” He exclaimed. You blushed as Chan put the cork back in the bottle and leaned over to set it on the ground. You handed him one of the glasses and then the conversation just seemed to flow out of the two of you. Careers, hobbies, siblings, what you envisioned with your futures, you talked about everything. As the two of you talked you both got more comfortable, more relaxed, sitting closer together. Then Chan’s hand sneakily found yours and he gently played with your fingers as you both continued on and on, music, movies, books. You started getting cold and Chan put the blanket you brought around your bare shoulders, then mustered up all his courage and put his arm around you too, warming you. Your cheeks flushed and you smiled leaning into his body more and you both continued to talk.  

Eventually Chan’s legs were stretched out and he was leaning back on his hands looking up at the stars. You were curled up with the blanket your head resting on one of his thighs looking up at the night sky too. Somehow you both were still asking questions, laughing, learning about each other’s likes and dislikes. It had been the most tense, awkward date in the beginning and now all you could think about was how you had probably never been so comfortable around a date, ever. You noticed your phone light up and grabbed it pressing the button, lighting up the screen. 

“Oh wow! It’s midnig- Oh shit. Do you have missed texts and calls from Sarah?” Chan grabbed his phone and looked. 

“Yeap. We’re in big trouble I’m guessing.” You nodded and pressed the call button by her name. It rang once, maybe, and she answered. 

“What the hell!? I’ve been worried sick!” You felt bad that you had forgotten to text her and let her know you were okay. 

“I’m sorry! Chan brought me home and we’re up in the garden having some wine and we lost track of time. I’m so sorry I made you worry Sarah.” She was instantly calmer knowing you were okay and even happier that it sounded like you and Chan had finally clicked. 

“Wait, he’s still there?” She asked with a hint of suggestion in her voice. 

“Yeeeaaasss....” That was all you said with Chan sitting right there. 

“Mhmm. Be safe, have fun.” You rolled your eyes and hung up on your friend. Chan smiled at you and it was as if stars had fallen from the sky and into his eyes. 

“Why do you look at me like that?” Chan’s smile transformed into a smirk. 

“Like what?” You shrugged unsure of how to word it. 

“Like... I’m so... interesting to you.” Chan scooted in closer to you again and twirled a bit of your hair between two fingers. 

“You are interesting y/n...” You nudged him shaking your head, not accepting the non-answer. 

“I look at you like that y/n. Because you are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen in my life. I saw exactly why Sarah thought I would like you as soon as I laid eyes on you and now getting to really talk to you, getting to know you, I knew I was right to trust her. You’re talented and intelligent, kind hearted and I just really feel like I grazed over that beautiful part at first.” Your face got warm. You couldn’t help but smile and you were about to look away when Chan cupped your face, leaned in, and kissed you gently. You were surprised at first. Even with the hand holding and cuddling, you hadn’t really expected him to kiss you. His lips were soft and warm, you leaned into them. He pulled back quickly keeping it respectful. 

“I’m sorry I... I just had to do that once tonight.” You smiled and pushed a piece of Chan’s hair that had fallen forward back before running your fingers softly down the side of his face and holding his strong jaw in your palm looking into his beautiful deep brown eyes. 

“Only once?” The dimple popping smile appeared on his face before he leaned in and kissed you again. This time both of your lips parted and slotted together. He tasted like the wine you both had drank. The tip of his tongue teased your bottom lip and you opened your mouth, deepening the kiss as your fingers carded through his hair and you held on. The two of you carried on for a bit. Lips and tongues battling for dominance, hands roaming over clothes until Chan pulled away. 

“I’m sorry. I am, I’m trying to be respectful. I don’t want you to feel like I’m trying to pressure you but if we keep at this I... I might just lose my mind.” You sat up on your knees moving closer to Chan letting the blanket fall off your shoulders. You ran your hands across his broad shoulders, sliding your fingers up his neck and into his hair at the nape of his neck, you leaned in kissing him again. Chan closed his eyes and kissed you back. You started to lay back, pulling Chan on top of you. When he realized what you were doing, he stopped again. 

“y/n... we don’t... I didn’t say that so you would-” You pulled him down into another kiss silencing him before stopping and looking him in the eyes. 

“I don’t want you to get the wrong idea. I don’t normally act like this but you are not pressuring me Chan. Anything we do tonight is because we both want to. Okay?” Chan shook his head before leaning down and tentatively kissing you again. It didn’t take long for your make out session to get heated again. Chan’s lips traveled down your jaw and neck leaving a warm wet trail of kisses against your skin. Chan’s lips met yours again in a fiery kiss and when his hips involuntarily pressed into yours you moaned into the kiss. 

“God you are so beautiful... you sound so sexy... can’t believe... can’t believe I’m touching you, kissing you...” Chan said between kissing you. Your hands went under Chan’s blazer and pushed it off.  

“More... fuck... please... more Chan.” Chan pulled at the top of your dress, pulling it down and freeing your full breasts, pleasantly surprised to find you braless. He stopped and looked at you before touching you, wanting to be sure you were okay with every step of what was happening. You gave Chan a little nod and his big hands cupped your bare breasts as he attacked your neck and chest with his lips and teeth. Your fingers found purchase in his hair again and tugged a bit when his pouty lips wrapped around one of your nipples and sucked on it. When it was perked and hard Chan let go and ran his flattened tongue over it. 

“Chan that feels really good. God!” He hummed around your other nipple as he sucked on it, then let go and teased it with the tip of his tongue. 

“You taste so good baby girl.” Your core throbbed at the sudden use of the pet name. He looked at you and raised that perfect eye brow at you again. 

“Could... could I taste... more?” Your legs instinctively wanted to press together at the idea of Chan’s head between your thighs. Your face and chest started turning red. 

“You mean...” Chan was not about to mince words anymore after the first half of the date. 

“I wanna go down on you. Will you let me eat you out? You don’t have to do anything to me, I just...” 

“Yes.” Chan stopped rambling immediately. 

“Yea?” You bit your bottom lip and nodded, smiling at him. Chan crawled down, his hands running down your body over your dress. When he got to the hem at the bottom, he gathered it under his thumbs and slowly started pushing the skirt up, exposing your white lacy panties. A wet patch already visible making them a little see-through allowing Chan a glimpse of your slit. You had never been so happy you had waxed as his fingers traced up your panties before hooking into them and sliding them down and off. You pressed your legs together and your hands came down covering yourself. Chan ran his hands gently up and down your soft thighs giving them a little squeeze.  

“Do you have any idea how beautiful you really are y/n?” You shook your head no biting your lips nervously. Chan grabbed your hands moving them away and spreading your legs so he could see how wet you were for him and then smirked. 

“Let me show you.” His lips made contact with your throbbing sex and it made your hips jerk. One of Chan’s hands splayed out on your soft tummy holding your down as his other reached and teased one of your nipples. 

“God! Chan! Oh my god that feels...” before you could tell him how well he was doing his lips puckered around your clit and he hummed in delight at the sounds you made when he started sucking on it. Between him sucking on your clit and the vibrations from him humming, you couldn’t help but try and grind up against his face, even as he firmly held you down. His free hand traveled back down your plush skin before spreading your lips. Chan stuck his tongue out and started going back and forth between a quick flicking motion with the tip and flat wet stripes before gently sucking your clit again. You gripped the cushion of the swing tightly as you felt the string inside you tighten. 

“I’m... I’m gonna... Chan... please. Don’t, don’t stop.” Your words were a breathy whisper as you begged him to push you over the precipice. He grunted with no intention on stopping, in fact your pleas made him eager to get you to your climax that much faster. The way he started going at your pussy was messy but with precision and with a flick of his tongue your world exploded. 

“Ooooooh my... fuck. Chan... fuck. I’m coming!” He slowed down and continued kissing and licking you as you twitched and shuddered through the remnants of your orgasm. When you relaxed and let out a deep breath Chan climbed back up next to you and smiled looking down at you flustered and blushing from coming. His fingers traced across your breasts gently, teasing your nipples. 

“That was so sexy baby girl. I love the way you sound when you moan my name.” He kissed your neck by your ear and it tickled, making you turn your head and look at him. He pushed a few stray hairs out of your face and you leaned up and kissed him. You sat up, gently pushing Chan to lay back and he pulled away from the kiss as you started to get between his legs. 

“You don’t have to...” You made him lay back and straddled his thighs as you started undoing the buttons of his vest, pushing it open but not off and running your hands down Chan’s firm chest and abs stopping at the waist of his pants. 

“Chan? Do you want a blow job?” Your fingers toyed with his belt a little. He swallowed hard and his ears turned bright red as he shook his head. 

“Yes. Please.” You unbuckled his belt, undid the button of his pants, slid his zipper down and Chan’s heart was already ready to beat out of his chest. You grabbed on to the waist of his pants and underwear and Chan lifted his hips up so you could pull them down. His cock sprung free from his briefs and was already so hard from just the thought of your mouth on it. You tossed Chan’s pants and underwear aside a little and kneeled next to him. He sat up a little, his fingers weaved through your hair and pulled you into another kiss. As he was distracted by kissing you your fingers gently wrapped around his shaft. Chan broke the kiss as his head fell back between his shoulders. 

“So soft. Your hands are so soft.” You squeezed him gently and started to stroke him a bit. He was the perfect size, fit nicely in your hand and above average length. You really wanted to know what he tasted like. You leaned over his cock and let a little spit drip from your mouth onto the head and spread it down his length. Chan groaned and laid the rest of the way back as you took him into your warm mouth. 

“Mmyes your mouth feels so fucking good.” He looked down at you and gathered all of your hair up, holding it away from your face so he could see his cock disappearing into your mouth again and again. Your head bobbed and Chan helped set the rhythm as you struggled to take him deeper. 

“Stick your tongue out baby, you’ll be able to take more. Fuck! You’re sucking me so well beautiful.” You did as Chan said and stuck your tongue out allowing a little extra room in the back of your throat for his cock. You gagged a little and pulled off. He kept your hair pulled back out of your face as you looked up at him and stroked him. He grabbed your hand stopping you before he came. Chan sat up and pulled you into another passionate kiss, his tongue invading your mouth immediately. He held your face and pushed his plump lips against yours softly again and again.  

“I... I want you y/n. If you don’t want to, if this is as far as you want to go tonight, that’s fine but... just... FUCK I really want you baby girl.” He grabbed your hand and weaved his fingers through yours looking at the intertwined limbs as he confessed how badly he wanted you. You pushed his hair back out of his face again. It was messy from you running your fingers through it before and his edges were starting to curl a bit from the light sweat on his forehead and temples. You ran your hand down the side of his face and he closed his eyes. 

“Do you have a condom?” It was a whisper but Chan heard it clearly. His eyes shot back open and he looked at you to make sure he actually heard what he was sure he had. You sat there on your knees your dress bunched around your midsection, biting your lip giving Chan the sweetest doe eyes. He took in every inch of you, every soft curve, every plush bit of flesh exposed to his eyes was drank in. He shook his head and you quirked an eyebrow at him. 

“Not that I thought... well I just... I was a boy scout. Always prepared you know?” You laughed a little. 

“It’s okay, grab it?” Chan relaxed again and leaned over, grabbing his slacks and pulling 3 foil wrappers out of his pocket and tearing one off, tossing the others to the side. You laid back and spread your legs looking at Chan and he was certain he’d died and gone to heaven. 

“I want you Chan. Please.” He wasn’t going to make you beg, no. He ripped the condom open and rolled it down his length before grabbing your soft hips and pulling you closer so that he was nestled in between your thick thighs. You looked down and watched as Chan grabbed his cock and rubbed the head through your folds, collecting your arousal before slowly pushing the tip inside you. Your mouth fell open in a silent cry as you watched him slowly bury himself into you until his hips were flush against yours. 

“Fuck! So tight, fuck! I need a second.” You nodded and ran your hands up and down Chan’s abs trying to help him relax a little. He closed his eyes and slowly started thrusting into you and it felt divine. His length and curve made it so he easily hit your g spot. Chan’s rhythm picked up and he grabbed a hold of your dress using it for leverage as he fucked you harder. Your breasts bouncing with each thrust of his hips into yours. 

“Feel so good Chan fuck! Harder, please!” Chan grabbed one of your breasts with his free hand, still gripping your dress around your midsection tightly, pulling you back on to his cock in tandem with every push of his hips. It felt so good but you knew you wouldn’t be able to cum like that. 

“Chan, need... fuck!” Chan slowed down rolling his hips as he continued to fuck you. 

“Need what baby girl what do you need?” You pulled him down to kiss you and welcomed his tongue tasting you again. His hips pushed into you deeper and deeper making it difficult to form the words. 

“Top... on top.” Chan smiled down at you, half fucked out underneath him. 

“You wanna ride my cock beautiful?” You nodded. 

“Fuck! Yes please!” Chan pulled out of you and laid back on the swing patting his hips. 

“Come on and ride it then baby girl.” You sat up and straddled Chan’s waist reaching back, aligning his cock with your entrance and sinking down almost taking him fully. His hands gripped your plump ass and eased you down on him the rest of the way. 

“Oh my god Chan! Yes! Fuck!” Chan squeezed your ass and started grinding you back and forth on his dick.  

“Such a good girl, fuck! Riding me so well beautiful. Does it feel good?” You braced yourself, putting your palms flat against Chan’s abs as your started riding him on your own. His hands now resting on your full hips as he watched his cock disappear between your thick ass thighs. His cock hit your g spot perfectly and the added pressure to your clit from grinding against his pubic bone had your pussy dripping. It was wet and messy and hot. 

“So fucking full Chan, you fill me up so good!” Chan gripped your dress that was still bunched up around you, lifted you, lifted his hips and started fucking you hard from below. 

“Cum for me baby girl. Let me hear you moan my name with that pretty voice again. Cum for me beautiful.” The next snap of Chan’s hips up into you sent you reeling into the most mind-blowing orgasm of your life. Chan lowered his hips and you and helped your grind against him riding out your climax for as long as possible. Chan couldn’t take his eyes off you, flushed, chewing your bottom lip, full of his cock and softy, slowly rotating your hips in circles as you came down. His finger-tips rubbing you gently up and down your sides as your body buzzed.  

Chan cupped your cheek and rubbed his thumb across your bottom lip before gently pushing it in your mouth. You wrapped your lips around it and sucked, swirling your tongue, giving it a similar treatment to what his cock had gotten earlier and you could feel him twitch inside you. You were locked on Chan’s dark lust hazed eyes as he chewed his lip and watched you suck on his thumb. He gently pushed down on your tongue making your mouth open a little so he could see the pink muscle inside. 

“Can I cum right here baby girl?” He let the pressure off your tongue and you wrapped your lips around the digit again, gently taking it between your teeth as you nodded your head. Chan pulled his thumb out of your mouth and held your waist as he sat up and laid you back down. Chan pulled his cock out and pulled the condom off before crawling up by your head and getting on his knees.  

“Open up for me beautiful let me see your tongue.” You opened your mouth and stuck your tongue out flat as Chan spit in his hand and started stroking the head of his cock fast. When he was close he started working his shaft, pushing his tip down towards your tongue, ready to cum in your mouth. Without warning you wrapped your pretty lips around the head of his cock and sucked as you rubbed your tongue firmly against the sensitive spot at the base of his tip and hummed. 

“FUCK I’m gonna cum!” You sealed your lips around the head of Chan’s cock firmly as warm thick cum filled your mouth. He twitched and jerked as you sucked every drop he had to offer. When he pulled his cock out he saw his load of cum in your mouth for just a second before you swallowed it and laid there utterly fucked out of your mind. Chan ran his hand through your hair, leaned down and kissed you before laying down next to you and pulling you in close to his chest. You leaned over for a moment and he wasn’t sure what you were doing until you pulled the blanket you had brought up over the two of you and nuzzled back into Chan’s embrace. You both laid there looking at the stars, holding each other in the most comfortable silence of the entire night before Chan broke the silence. 

“So what are my chances at a second date?” You looked up at him, shook your head and laughed. 

“I’d say pretty good.”   

@caroline-ds-world @ughbehavior @chansynie @jquellen27 @hyunelixies @fixation-dump @lachinitaaaaa @rinrinndou @bangchans-angel @laylasbunbunny

Mica, i loved this so fucking much. the confession was done so perfectly. i am just in awe. i love angst yes but god the fluff? so tooth rotting and am so glad that hopefully there is no more (even though i love it) i am just so happy they are finally together. i think after each chapter just he prepared for me to come to your inbox and scream cause i'm now fully invested in all your stories and fic ideas. my beautiful bean of a friend, i can't believe we are finally at the end almost and that this won't be anymore but i am so excited to have been able to experience this and to be able to bond even more with you over our shared experiences and feelings.

The Guy Next Door | hhj

❝𝐔𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐞. 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨.❞

↳ Chapter 6/7 of The Guy Next Door. See Chapter 1 for story description.  

↳ Female reader x Hyunjin

↳ 12.8k

!! This fic explores themes that may distress some readers i.e. familial abuse (physical, verbal, mental), extremely strict/controlling parenting, mental illness, anxiety/depression and sexual exploitation. Please proceed with caution !!

! Strong language, porn star au, strangers to lovers au, college au, first times au, neighbours au, porn star Hyunjin, inexperienced reader, angst and tension, explicit sexual content, heavy sexual themes throughout, frequent reference to pornography, themes of rebellion and self-discovery, new character introductions (transfem Felix, uses she/her pronouns and has female anatomy), much alcohol consumption, drinking games with porn stars, first-time sex and loss of virginity, car sex, semi-public sex, romantic confessions, a sprinkle of fluff amongst the angst and steam, adult themes throughout !

「suitable for 18+ readers only」  「Chapter 1」  「Contents List」  「© January 2023 by jl-micasea-fics」

“And just where in the wonderful fuck have you two been?”

Jisung is the first to question your absence, as he would be, you suppose.

He’s perched on the marbled counter of the kitchen island, speaking over the shoulder of the same mop-haired athlete that endeavoured to turn you away from the party only an hour or so before. Said athlete is far too busy smothering Jisung’s neck in lazy lip attention to acknowledge your presence, however, and you once again wonder how Jisung manages to so easily wrap the dude-bros around his finger. Always the dude-bros.

“None of your business,” you shoot back, hand linked in Hyunjin’s.

“Oh, it is all my business,” the blonde retorts, throat exposed to allow said dude-bro continuous access. “I’m the entire reason he’s even here, you know.”

“He is?”

You look up at Hyunjin, recalling that despite your immediate need for gratification in each other, there are still questions to be answered, explanations to be given.

Hyunjin grimaces, “I’ll explain later. It’s too damn loud in here.”

“Speaking of loud,” Changbin shoves the fridge door closed, hands Hyunjin a cold beer. “Where are your buddies?”

Buddies?

Hyunjin scratches his nape, glancing surreptitiously at you before he replies, “They’re, uh… in the car?”

“You left them in the fucking car?!” Jisung howls, petting dude-bro’s head mindlessly. “Holy shit, that’s hilarious.”

“You should invite them in,” Changbin suggests. “Unless you’re ready to leave?”

He directs that last question at you, to which the glow of appreciation warms you. But in truth, the party hasn’t been half as bad as you believed it would be, and while that assuredly has something to do with the fact you’ve spent the majority of it on your back or with a dick in your mouth, you don’t feel any kind of urgency to leave just yet.

“I’m good for a little while,” you shrug, looking up at Hyunjin.

“You sure?”

You nod, smile at him in reassurance, squeeze his hand. “Yeah. Besides, it’d be nice to meet your friends.”

“Y/n, honey, no. They’re not the kind of friends you’re thinking of—”

Changbin daggers a warning glare at the hysterical blonde, and accompanied by the one from Hyunjin, it appears enough to induce his stoic silence. Instead, he threads his fingers through oblivious dude-bro’s hair, swigging from his beer bottle with brows raised in admission.

“Alright then,” Hyunjin sighs, defeated. “But be warned, they’re… kind of a lot.”

“I’m used to ‘kind of a lot’,” you shrug happily.

Hyunjin seems resigned to the decision, plants a kiss on your forehead. “I’ll be back in a minute.”

With that, he breezes out of the kitchen, leaving you to the interrogation of the tripod. Jisung bats away dude-bro by a swat to his shoulder and a, “get out of here, stud,” that leaves the athlete adequately dazed and confused. He hops off the kitchen island to crowd you.

“So, what happened?” he asks, eyes wild with excitement.

“Oh my god, nothing happened—” you grab an empty cup, pouring a measure of nearby vodka into it.

“Bull-fucking-shit, you were in there for, like, forty minutes—”

“You counted?”

“— I know just how much can happen in forty minutes, honey. Spill.”

“Jisung, lay off, maybe she wants to keep it private?” Changbin berates from the fridge.

“Did you fuck?”

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