Dude Hear Me Out But........desperate, Whiny, Needy Heeseung Missing You So Much And He's So Desperate

dude hear me out but........desperate, whiny, needy heeseung missing you so much and he's so desperate to get off that he's been at it for hours by himself and he's all sweaty and panting and whimpering like a lil pup but he just can't seem to get there without you i :( poor baby boy would almost be crying with frustration but he knows he can't bother you at work and he's just biting down on his fist and pumping himself BUT THEN he has an idea and he rushes to your side of the bed and takes a pair of your panties and :0 drapes them round his cock and he feels so dirty and naughty and he'd clench them in his teeth and smell them and just think of you and :) I am going through it today i am sorry

I just HAD to turn this into a fic because this is a genius idea so here you go<3

Hello My Kitty

Pairing: Lee Heeseung x Reader

Genre: Smut, Crack, Fluff

✨Sneak a peak✨: Heeseung gets impatient as he waits you at home and decides to get off on his own. Unfortunately no matter what he does he can't get there, so he sits desperately waiting for you. Would it be so bad if he had sent you a needy pic, even though he knows he was forbidden to do that?

"I need you, please baby I need you so bad."

"You didn't seem like you were in need of my help when you sent me that picture."

"Okay listen,,let's make a deal hm?"

"What deal?"

"A one that will help you get your revenge on me, for breaking our rule.."

Warnings: mentions of masturbation, spitting, oral sex, choking, sexting, Heeseung is a sub, mentions of underclothing, unprotected sex, breeding kink, praise kink

A/n: The needy whiney Heeseung we couldn't stop imagining, I could finally write it 🙈 This is the second fic with an actual storyline after Kalopsia, btw thank you so much for all the love you sent <3 Please don't hesitate to sent feedbacks, let me know what you think ! As always reblogs and favs are highly appreciated <3 Please enjoy!

Part of this wip list.

You rushed out of your professor's room without a second thought, phone in one hand as you tapped on Heeseung's name furiously.

It was a long way to your car since the university you studied was really big, you were out of breath– panting for that matter when he picked it up.

"Babe.." Heeseung whined, "Fuck, I'm so sorry.." his shaky breath coming out as he spoke. Fuck, he sounded so needy.

"You know what I'm gonna do to you when I get there right?" You hissed on your phone, quickly throwing your stuff on the backseat of your car.

"Shit.." his breath hitched, "Will you at least let me cum?" He was panting against your ear, voice coming out so husky.

"Depends, will you be a good boy until I come?"

"Fuck y/n I can't wait–"

"Heeseung!" Since when he got so bold? He crossed his line today, you thought to yourself.

"Fuck, okay..." He sighed in frustration, he knew he made you angry, he knew he crossed the line.

"Can i at least continue jerking mys-"

"What do you think?"

"Please just this once–"

"Guess you don't wanna cum today huh Hee?"

"Fuck, no I'm sorry okay? I'll do anything you want, just get here quick baby please." He begged, oh the things you would give to just see him like that.

Heeseung wasn't much of a begger, he liked to be dommed yes and he often let you do that but was a total pain in the ass. He was an untamed brat, except time like this.

"Fine." You replied before throwing your phone on the seat next to you, you wanted to be there as fast as possible too.

You cursed to your nerdy brain for thinking it would be a nice opportunity to work as an assistant for one of your professors this summer, now you had mountains of piled up work with a horny boyfriend waiting for you at home.

Not like you weren't as horny, your mind was too occupied with the thoughts of riding your boyfriend's dick as he begged you with his whiny voice.

Shit, you were getting wet.

"How did I end up here?" You murmured to yourself, unable to control your frustration. It was all on him, he broke one of your rules.

Let's rewind a little bit now shall we?

---

It was a peaceful afternoon for both Heeseung and you, until he finished early that day and ask for permission to go home early.

He hasn't been able to stay with you or visit you for a couple of weeks due to his hectic schedule, so it was safe to say he missed you– a little too much.

"Babe, I'm home." Heeseung exclaimed cheerfully as he got into your flat, assuming you were home.

Receiving no response he took his phone, texting you asking when we're you going to be done with work– sending a cute selca along with it.

Heeseung

Hey babe, look who's home?

Seeing you not respond as fast he expected, he headed towards your shared bedroom, he missed his own bed, he missed sleeping with you.

Just as he was about to jump on the bed and make himself comfortable, he noticed the undergarments that were thrown recklessly on your side of the bed– almost not noticing them due to the sheets that was covering them.

You were a messy one and yes you often run late to work, but no matter what condition you valued underclothings, it was an obsession of yours.

Although you weren't exactly wearing anything that could possibly show them, they had to match with your outside clothes, so choosing the right pair could turn into hell sometimes, and today was one of those days.

It was weird but he found it cute about you.

He smiled to himself as he leaned to pick your panties, expecting it to be one of your cute hello kitty ones.

But what he had in his hold was something literally opposite, he hadn't seen this one before. With big doe eyes he lifted up the lower part of your newly bought lingerie, trying to figure out since when you were into this kind of stuff.

Well maybe– just maybe, you wanted to surprise him when he returned home, and yes maybe you wanted to do it with a newly bought lingerie.

Fine, maybe you missed him a little too much too.

Little did you know that this small event of fate was enough to fuel Heeseung's pent up sexual frustration, adding the fact that he hasn't been able to touch you for a considerable amount of long time.

Fuck, you would look so great in these. Dressed up like a good girl, only for him.

He groaned in defeat against his own imagination, feeling himself starting to harden, you had to come home early today, he missed you too much.

He picked up his phone from the sheets looking to see if you replied him yet.

"No answers yet, is she busy?" He whispered to himself, the lingerie next to his head drawing his attention again.

"Fuck." he sighed, he didn't think he could wait, he needed something right now.

Closing his eyes he let his hands travel down to the inside of his boxers. He let out a soft moan when he felt his cold fingertips around his sensitive shaft.

He began to pump himself slowly, feeling his erection growing painfully by the second. This wasn't gonna be enough, he needed you.

He took a deep breath, trying to imagine his hands as yours. Your pretty hands wrapped around his cock as you kissed his neck, telling him how much you wanted him, how badly you needed him.

He would k!ll to have you like that right now.

Just then he felt his phone buzzing on the sheets, quickly picking up in hopes of you telling him that you were on your way home.

Y/n

Baby I'm sorry :(

The professor wants me to grade the exam sheets, I think I'll be late today.

He huffed in unsatisfaction, his fingers typing a fast response to convince you.

Heeseung

Can't you bring them?

I can help you if you want.

Y/n

No, unfortunately there are too many.

I'm lucky if I can finish half of them today :((

---

"Ahh!" He threw his phone back on the bed as he got up in discomfort, his growing bulge was killing him. He had to do something.

He never felt so needy, so desperate to be touched and he wasn't to most patient type. He wanted you there, right fucking now.

But he knew you were busy, he knew he had to respect.

He sit back on the bed in defeat, eyes falling onto his growing problem.

He had to cum, he needed to finish himself off.

He spit on his hand and smeared it over the length of his cock, one again began to pump himself.

All he could think was you in that damn lingerie, taking his cock as you rode him. Was that too much to ask?

He imagined you swaying your hips on top of his, bouncing on his cock as he watched himself disappear inside your wet pussy deliciously.

"Fuck, y/n." He moaned, pacing up his rhythm.

He wanted to cream your pussy, he wanted to watch his seeds leak out of your tight pussy. He wanted to feel your orgasm mixing with his around his cock, you took him so well all the time.

It was the most beautiful view he had ever seen.

He could almost hear your whiny moans as he continued to jerk himself off, feel the way you dig your nails into the back of his neck all the while you desperately moaned his name like that was the only word you know.

He loved when you praised him, telling him how fucking great he made you feel. Fuck, he could be so good to you right now. He would eat you out, he would fuck you until his body physically couldn't go on anymore.

He felt his hands not being enough, he groaned as he got on his elbows, searching for something to use in order to increase his pleasure.

He cursed himself for the idea that came to his mind, teething his lower lip guiltily as his hand reach to grab the mentioned lingerie.

He looked at it inside his palm before bringing it to his nose and inhaling your scent.

You hadn't see you wear this one yet he knew, but the thought of you in it ruined him.

He gritted his teeth as he bit on the material, closing his eyes as his hands turned back to pumping his length. He was so desperate, he just wanted to fuck you already.

His high was just around the corner but he knew he was going to be reaching it unless he felt your tight walls around him.

Giving himself a few more pumps, he took his phone back, already regretting what he was about to do.

When the hell he became such a needy brat?

He took a picture of his hands wrapped around his cock, his precum leaking from his swollen tip with you lingerie laying on his thighs.

Taking a deep breath he tapped on the screen to send it to you, his heart beating out of his chest.

You guys had one deal, no nudes during work.

It wasn't that hard but fuck it, he was too needy to think about it right now.

He groaned as he felt his phone starting to buzz inside his palms, with a shy smile he answered to your call.

"Babe.. Fuck, I'm so sorry."

And that's why you were on your way home right now, in the middle of your job. At least your house was not that far.

---

It was around 7 pm when you arrived home, yanking the door open as you called Heeseung's name.

You headed towards your bedroom– where his voice came from, finding a half naked Heeseung. He was sitting on the bed, head hanging low like a kid waiting to be punished.

Cute, you thought. Too bad you weren't gonna care about it.

You walked towards him and stopped right in front of him, your gaze burning a hole inside his chest.

"Before you say anything I can exp–"

You snapped away the panties in his hold, noticing it was a part of the new lingerie you bought recently.

"Do you know why I bought this?"

"For me?" He asked shyly, trying to hide his smile.

"Good. So you can understand things."

"Look y/n–"

"We had one rule Heeseung, just one.." you grabbed his jaw. Fuck, you were so hot. He couldn't wait to fuck you.

"Do you remember what happened when the last time you did this?"

"I do,, I'm sorry."

"That didn't stop Mrs. Simons from hitting on you in front of me did it?"

What a bitch you thought. The owner of the small boutique you worked last summer. She was all over your boyfriend until you had enough and placed a well deserved slap on her face before leaving, making sure her husband to learn what kind of a slut he was married to in the mean time.

She was disrespectful enough to take your phone and look at the messages your boyfriend sent you, for her luck it was one of the days Heeseung felt particularly naughty.

"But baby no one saw it this time." Heeseung's needy voice broke your flashback, his hands slowly rubbing the sides of your thighs.

You looked at him, he looked so breathtakingly handsome. His sun kissed skin looked absolutely glorious under the dim lights, his firm abdomen was unfortunately distracting you from your main point, his punishment.

He knew how strong his affect was on you, you loved being the one in control, you loved him being obedient at times like this, so he was gonna play his role perfectly.

Until he had you on his cock anyways, that's when he was gonna fuck you like there's no tomorrow.

He took your hand– that was hanging empty by your side, placed soft kisses on your fingers before trailing them down on his body, making you feel his firm packs. He was paying more attention to his body lately and the least you could say was, it was paying off.

You let him kiss you, he was grabbing on your thighs to get you on his lap in the mean time. His lips were soft as always, moving so sweetly against yours.

It's been weeks since you felt him, you suddenly felt so overwhelmed by his tongue that was swiping against your lower lip.

You moaned as you let him, feeling too weak to fight for dominance.

Good, he thought. You were getting where he wanted you to be.

Taking this as a chance he lifted your skirt, palcing his big palms on the softness of your ass, pushing you down on his aching bulge.

"Nah ah, not that fast." You whispered as you broke the kiss, ruining his sneaky plans.

As much as he knew you, you knew him too.

You get down on your knees, his favorite sight after a long day, always worked. He was in love with the way his cock fitted perfectly in your mouth and the way you kept your eyes locked with his as you bobbed your head up and down on his length, taking him all in the most attractive way.

"Shit." He breathed lowly for already letting his imagination get the best of him, only took you a simple movement to do that.

He might just have to let you play with him all you want, he just wanted to cum.

You brushed your fingers on his length, applying just a tad a bit of pressure to gain a moan from his pretty lips.

"That's where you want me right?" You asked, he wanted to make love to the way your sound came out so dominant, making him wanna get on his knees and beg for you.

"Yes." He nodded slowly, his big doe eyes never leaving you.

"But you don't need me isn't that correct?" You got up, looking down on him with a quirked eyebrow.

"You got your right hand perfecty fit for the job, right Heeseung?"

Fuck, he hated this. He hated your smart-ass refusing to help him all the while pushing all the blame on him. He missed you, so what?

He eyed you up and down, there was one question left for him: His honor or his cock? Well that was an easy question to answer while you were standing right in front of him with that mini skirt.

"I need you, please baby I need you so bad." And with that he was all on begging mode, "Please help me."

His voice came out so weak that you couldn't belive he was doing this only to get you on his cock, desperate bastard you thought, it was working though.

"You didn't seem like you were in need of my help when you sent me that picture."

He sighed, you wanted to be stubborn today it seemed, so be it, he was equally needy.

"Okay listen.." He wore his playful smirk, ghosting his fingers on your arm "...let's make a deal hm?"

"What deal?"

"A one that will help you get your revenge on me, for breaking our rule.." He continued intertwining his fingers with yours, "..So I'm thinking how about you take your anger out of me out on me the same way, instead of giving me damn blue balls right now, how does that sound?" He pulled you on his lap, slowly rubbing your thighs.

Fuck, that was hot. Focus on the deal, breath and  f o c u s.

"So you're offering me to send you nudes while you're at work?"

"Basically, yes."

"How exactly is that–" you stopped in mid–sentence realizing he was right, this was the best way to make him nuts.

You knew they were already getting ready for their next comeback and since he was here right now, there was a high chance he wouldn't be able to that the following weeks– meaning perfect time for you to tease him with your 'naughty pictures.'

Your eyes glowed as you grinned, "Okay, deal."

He smiled in satisfaction, leaning in to finally capture your lips for a long-waited hungry kiss.

"Now can we please fuck?" He whispered as he broke the kiss, playing with the hem of your shirt.

You chuckled and removed the piece of useless clothing that was bothering him on the floor, "Easy tiger.." you pecked his lips, "We'll get there."

His talented hands found their way to your bra, easily unclasping it "True.." He breathed against your mouth, "First I need the get a taste of you anyways." He turned you around with a swift move, holding your head on the mattress with his hand on your neck. Your ass was perfectly sticking out, giving him a full view of how wet you are.

"I've been starving for enough already."

---

You absolutely loved how fast Heeseung could adjust into things and how successful he was at applying it in your sex life as well.

"Y/n fuck, I'm close." Heeseung's deep groan came under the pillow he was currently biting into, as an attempt to stop himself from bucking his hips up and pound into your pretty pussy.

Although this was his third time of him saying that he was closing to his high tonight, he hadn't even came once cause of a simple reason—you didn't let him.

The guy who ate you out and made you came shaking all over his tongue an hour ago was nowhere to be seen, as he begged desperately for you to not stop.

"Fuck, please y/n don't stop please I'm so close!" His needy voice was muffled up with the pillow he used to calm himself down— which was actually not working, as he ended up bucking up ever so often into you.

You smiled and reached up to remove the pillow from his hold, meeting with a flustered, panting Heeseung. Stunning, you thought.

He looked absolutely breathtaking underneath you, his swollen red lips were covered with the mixture of his saliva and your orgasm from earlier of that night, his cheeks flushed red, his hair sticking to his forehead due to sweat.

You rocked your hips against his once more, grinding as strongly as you could.

"Y/n fuck.." He grunted, nails digging into the sheets next to him.

"Please let me.." He begged once more, his voice was barely audible. It fueled some things inside of you as you continued to sway your hips against his with the same rhythm.

You leaned in, intertwining your fingers with his "Let you what baby?" You teased, brushing your lips against his swollen ones.

This was one of a time thing, you had tho get everything you could from him.

"Let m-me cum please." He moaned into your mouth, placing a needy kiss on your lips, it was so sloppy but that's what made it even more hotter to you.

"Fuck you fell so good." Heeseung threw his head back, totally giving into you and your hips that worked magic on his cock, he could beg over and over again just to be used by you.

Tempted by the amount of exposed skin on his neck, you wrapped you hands around his throat making him groan while you applied pressure to the sides.

You weren't sure whether it was out of pleasure or discomfort since you never tried it on him before, but looking back at him you were sure he fucking loved it.

He took his bottom lip in between his teeth, hissing as you sucked the flesh of his skin, your hand keeping its place around his neck.

Your tongue trailed the line of his jaw making him let out a breathy moan, his pretty lips parting only enough to allow the pretty sounds fall from the tip of his tongue.

He gasped when you increased the pressure, snapping his eyes open to lock them with yours.

"Fuck, tighter please." He choked out, feeling so high due to his nearing orgasm.

You knew Heeseung could get really kinky, but choking? You never saw that coming. It turned you on so much that you couldn't help but to clench at the sight, making him moan even more with every rock of your hips, pacing up unintentionally.

Both of you were moaning messes by the time you came, grinding on each other to ride your highs. You basically collapsed on Heeseung as he wrapped his arms around your waist, placing wet kisses down the length of your neck.

You rested on top of him for a moment before falling back next to him, trying to catch your breath as you eyed him teasingly.

"Choking? You're into that?"

"Shut up." He pulled the pillow to hide his face, letting a shy chuckle fall from his lips.

Wait, he is not denying it? He is really into choking?

You let yout hand travel up to get wrapped around his neck again, gaining an immediate reaction from him as he digged his nails into your forearm.

You could the way his jaw was clenching as he bit into the pillow on his hold again, trying his best to not seem so needy. Poor thing, he was so desperate.

"Answer me." You whispered against his skin, leaving wet kisses along his ab lines, the hand on his neck traveling down to rub his hardening cock.

He moaned hastily when he felt your hand around him, pushing the pillow from off his face "Fuck, I'm getting hard again." He said.

"Heeseung?"

"Hm?"

"Answer my question." You repeated yourself, letting your tongue wet the tip of his throbbing cock.

He bucked up unintentionally, stealing a glance from you with a shy smile "Yes, okay? I'm into that."

You smirked in victory, getting your place on his lap, pushing him down before grinding your wet folds against his cock.

He was so hard, it made you hiss.

He placed his hands on the sides of your hips, pushing you more on his aching length.

You took his distraction as a chance to place your hands around his neck again, smiling to yourself as you watched him threw his head back.

You wanted to record him like that, Heeseung being your good kitten.

"Maybe we should get a collar for you." You cooed, playing with his dry lips. He opened his eyes to your words and for a second you could swear you saw them glistening, as he tried to hide his smile biting on his lips.

"It would looks so pretty on you."

"If you think so maybe we should." He replied pulling you towards him, pressing his needy lips against yours.

No pride, no shame, he only cared about how you made him feel. He was already panting, there was no point of denying how much he liked it. Putting all the shame aside he broke the kiss, "Please fuck me again." He whined against your lips.

"With pleasure."

--- bonus

It was rather a good day in the studio for Heeseung although he just got out of practice and was panting with sweat running down his whole body.

Chugging down a bottle of cold water he took his phone to see what time it was.

"Man, I can't feel my legs." Jake came next to him, wiping his sweat to the towel around his neck.

"Yeah same." Heeseung replied, realizing you had sent him somethings. He clicked on your name with curiosity, you weren't the type to send pictures so often.

"Did she cut her hair or something?" Heeseung murmured lowly to himself.

Oh fuck, apparently that was not what you cut. Instead you cut the excess amount of your clothes, sending him a perfect picture of your bare ass.

Along with your breasts and your pretty pussy, with your fingers in it.

Heeseung yelped as he quickly locked his screen, rushing out of the room as he called you.

You giggled when you saw his name, ah revenge, what a sweet thing.

"Baby.." you whined, "Fuck, I'm so sorry." You were panting, breathy moans escaping your lips. Fuck, he remembered the deal he offered.

"I fucking hate you so much for this, Jaeyun almost saw."

You bite your lips to not laugh out loud at the frustration on his voice,  "I was gonna ask you if you could come home and help me but if you hate me.." you moaned loudly as you felt yourself coming undone, "Maybe I should handle it myself."

"Fuck, no!" Heeseung yelled, taking a deep breath as he checked if anyone heard him.

"Wait for me, I'll came no matter what tonight."

"Hm really?" You giggled as a another devilish idea came to your mind, "Should I sent you another picture to motivate you?" You pouted, knowing damn well you already ruined him.

Shit, he was starting to get hard.

"No, stop fingering yourself."

"Or?"

"Or I'll jerk myself off right here and you will get no cock tonight."

You sighed in defeat, what a jerk. "Fine, I'll be waiting." You scoffed.

"And y/n.."

"What?"

He smirked before speaking, he was finally gonna see you in the collar— his collar, "You're wearing the collar tonight."

BTS reaction to being reunited with you after their tour

requested by anon

Seokjin

Jin would be so dramatic when you reunite at the airport. He would pick you up, spin you around and then kiss you deeply. 

“I missed you so much, my love! I’ll never let go of you again!”

Yoongi

Yoongi would be more subtle about it and his hug would be 100% Soft™. He would smile his biggest smile when he spots you in the arrival hall and he would hold you close the entire ride home.

“Ahh, I’m home!”

Namjoon

Namjoon would be so dramatic about it in his own way. He would hug you really close and then lean his entire weight on you.

“Waaaaaah, I’m so tired baby! I couldn’t sleep at all without you. Please take responsibility.”

Hoseok

Hobi would definitely be the one to jump into your arms the second he sees you. He would hold you really tight and never let go of your hand, even after you have separated.

“I MISSED YOU SO MUCH!”

*imagine the rest of BTS rushing in too*

Jimin

Jimin would rush to you and hug you as soon as he sees you, too. He would hide his face in your neck/chest and mumble how much he missed you into your skin. He would definitely demand all your attention to make up for lost time.

“I’MSOGLADWEARETOGETHERAGAIN. ICAN’TTELLYOUHOWMUCHI’VEMISSEDYOU!!”

Taehyung

Tae would be all over you instantly. The other guys would sigh in relieve because Tae has been blabbing about how excited he is for the last hour.

“My soulmate! My sweet honey puff! I’m so glad to be back!”

Jungkook

Kookie would try and play it cool but he would probably start crying a little when he finally feels you in his arms again. He would be simply overwhelmed by all the feelings.

“Are you crying bunny?”

“SHADDAP.”

-Admin Krümmel

promise you’ll stay.

pairing: heeseung x reader

genre: angst, love alarm!au

words: 770

requested: here; for @enhypenwriters

author’s note: i hope you enjoy it! i broke my own heart writing this one 💔

“there you are, i was waiting for you!”

heeseung turns towards the direction of the piercing ding, the sound of his love alarm ringing, alerting him to your presence. a notification that someone loves him.

heeseung is sitting on a wooden bench beneath the cherry blossom trees, and you think the universe must hate you. it’s almost heartbreaking how serene he looks, the smallest petals getting lost in his hair as others fall at his feet.

but you feel it, the culmination of a storm that’s been brewing beneath the surface. you know he does too, the smile slowly melting off his face as he rises to greet you.

you can’t keep pretending, no matter how much you love him.

“oh no, babe, tell me what’s wrong,” heeseung presses a gentle hand to your cheek, wiping away the tears that have been threatening to spill for months.

when he’d received your cryptic text telling him you needed to see him, this hadn’t been what he’d been anticipating. the butterflies that had been happily fluttering in his stomach were now replaced by intense dread at the look on your face.

“i came here because i—i don’t think...i don’t think i can do this, heeseung, not anymore.” it’s a struggle meeting his big brown eyes which scan your face as if he’s searching for something. a small glimpse of hope, any small sign that you don’t mean the words you say...not really.

but it’s not there.

because you’ve spent the past few months waiting and waiting for him to finally return your feelings. watching other couples run and greet each other as their alarms sounded, letting everyone else know just how much they're in love with one another. feeling lonely as yours was the only one that rang when you were with heeseung, your love broadcast for everyone to see, while his wasn’t even yours to receive.

“babe...no please, w-we can work this out,” his face falls, and it pierces your heart. god, you hate how much this hurts. “please, i just need more time!”

you’re tempted to just give in and say i understand, just as you had many times before, but this time you can’t bring yourself to. because despite how many times you told yourself to just be patient, you were starting to feel like you were desperately waiting for a day that would never come.

“how much longer am i supposed to wait? i'm not blind, i see the way you look at her,” you choke out, your throat suddenly growing tight as you speak. “i was only fooling myself to think that you would ever ring my alarm the way i ring yours…”

“that’s not—” he starts, “you know i love you, please don’t leave me.”

“then why is it her love alarm that rings instead of mine?”

standing there, watching the way he struggles to meet your eyes, you feel the last thread snap. there’s no going back, not after all your cards have been laid out on the table. your relationship was always fragile, loosely held together by your attempts to maneuver around the fact that heeseung wasn’t over his ex, no matter how much he cared for you.

but maybe it was time to move on.

“i’m so sorry, heeseung,” you whisper, and you pull him close to you one last time. his arms hold you tight, as if you may disappear if he let you go. “i know you can’t help the way you feel. and i—i hope that you can find a way to be with her since she makes you happy…”

“that’s not what i want! please, i'm begging you, __, don’t go. i just want you,” he says, but he’s too late.

you cup his face in your palm, wiping his tears with the pad of your thumb. “i love you,” you try to let go, but he grabs your wrist, pulling you closer.

“then promise me you’ll stay. we can make it work. i promise i can get over her!” when you pry his fingers from your skin, heeseung feels like he’s been slapped across his face, and he tries to step closer but fails as you back away.

“no we can’t, heeseung. this...is goodbye,” your lips curve into a wistful smile before you turn and walk away, tears staining your palm as you gently wipe them away.

it’s painful for heeseung to watch your figure saunter off, the app on his phone informing him that no one within a 10m radius loves you. and for the first time, he thinks he finally understands you.

lovers in the night, strangers in the light

genre: smut

member: heeseung (enhypen)

warnings/notes: smut content, fem!reader, unprotected sex, semi-public sex (?)

a/n: this was requested by my heeseung-biased friend and after discovering seori's lovers in the night thru her collab with txt, i knew exactly what to write.

things between you and heeseung were...strange.

being coaches at a pretty well-known dance studio, the two of you were essentially co-workers. that alone meant there are certain boundaries you're not meant to cross. but, your dance studio prided itself in being a "family", so naturally, everyone grew closer and went beyond the co-worker bond.

you got along pretty well with everyone, even the junior coach, ni-ki, who you immediately unofficially adopted as your sort-of little brother. jay, another one of your fellow coaches was also fun to be with and was usually the one to suggest karaoke night to all of the coaches. he paid for everyone, anyway, so no one refused.

but, heeseung was a different story.

the two of you are friendly enough. you even held a collab class once. perhaps that was what made things so weird in the first place. suggesting a couple dance might have not been the best idea, but it seemed fun at the time, and heeseung readily agreed.

it was all innocent and lighthearted at first, but the way you'd catch heeseung staring at you through the mirror, his hands coming up to rest on your hips as he calls for the class to do one more run, had your stomach churning in an oddly pleasing way. he'd smile at you every chance he could, asking if you were alright, and not wanting to seem weird about it, you'd answer with a simple 'yes', opting to ignore the mystery feeling blooming in your chest.

things took a downturn when heeseung offered to take you home after a fun get-together with all of the (legal) in-house coaches. as usual, jay paid for nearly everything, and of course, alcohol was involved. ni-ki threw a proper tantrum at that, saying everyone his age was out drinking, anyway, but heeseung and the other older guys weren't having it.

heeseung's apartment was around the same area as yours, and not wanting to turn down such a gentlemanly gesture, you agreed to let him bring you home.

heeseung called for a cab that night, offering to take the front seat, but being a little more than slightly inebriated, you hurriedly said no, saying it was alright for him to hop into the backseat with you. in fact, you'd prefer it that way. heeseung paused at this, but ultimately climbed into the backseat with you.

the first five minutes of the ride home was silent, with the radio not even turned on. you'd sneak glances at heeseung, trying to be as subtle as you could in your alcohol-clouded state. but, it seemed like you failed because after a while, heeseung had turned to you and asked if something was wrong.

"is everything alright?" came heeseung's concerned voice. you immediately cleared your throat, looking away as you tried to hide the embarrassment on your face.

"i, uh, was just feeling a little dizzy," was your weak excuse. heeseung gave a small 'oh'.

"you can come lie down on my shoulder, if you want," heeseung had offered.

you blinked, unsure if you heard him right. heeseung stared back at you, smiling that same sweet, boyish smile again as he tapped his shoulder as if beckoning you closer.

"alright," you muttered quietly, scooting over to where heeseung was sitting. to your surprise, heeseung maneuvered his arm around you, pulling you into his side instead as he gently pushed your head down onto his chest. your arm instinctively wrapped around his front and heeseung chuckled.

"didn't know you're clingy when you're drunk," heeseung pointed out. you groaned in disagreement, your eyes getting heavier by the second.

"i'm not drunk," you reasoned. heeseung laughed again.

"alright, princess. go to sleep and i'll wake you up when we're at your place."

your eyes shot open at the nickname, unsure how to react. eventually, the rhythmic movement of heeseung's hand moving up and down your back lulled you to sleep, the sound of his voice calling you 'princess' still lingering in your mind.

all of that brings you to the present day, roughly a week after the taxi incident.

you stand in the doorway of the main dance studio, staring at the figure in the middle of the room, his head bobbing to the music blasting from the speakers.

heeseung sees you through the mirror and he immediately turns around and greets you, his hand waving enthusiastically.

"hey!" comes heeseung's chirpy voice.

you can't help but smile at him as you step into the studio, your hands fidgeting with the straps of your backpack.

"you're here early," you observe, setting your bag down at the back of the room before walking over to him. you eye yourself through the mirror, adjusting your outfit, acutely aware of heeseung's eyes on you.

"i have a morning class to teach," heeseung points out, eyes never leaving your face.

"oh, i see," you reply, nodding as you look up at him. the two of you stare for a few seconds before you get a little too shy, your gaze shifting downwards at your shoe.

you let out a soft sound of surprise when you see your shoelaces undone, bending down to tie them. to your surprise, heeseung beats you to it and you're left dumbfounded as you straighten up, watching as heeseung ties your laces for you.

heeseung peers up at you and the angle makes your heart race. your heart rate doubles when he smiles and it triples when he places his hands on your hips as he pulls himself up, his fingers adding a little pressure against your skin. as he straightens up to his full height, his hands remain on your sides, his gaze seemingly more intense than it had been a few moments ago. heeseung licks his lips.

"is it weird to say that i kind of have a crush on you?" heeseung says, his bottom lip slipping between his teeth.

you swallow, your mind blanking out as you try to think of something to say.

"no," you begin shakily. "that's not weird at all."

heeseung nods, eyes shifting to the side. you realize your own arms are dangling awkwardly at your side, so you slowly bring your hands up to rest on heeseung's forearms.

"are you gonna do anything about it?" you ask, eyes looking up curiously at heeseung's face.

heeseung turns back to you, an eyebrow raised. "it?"

"your crush. are you gonna do anything about it?"

"oh," heeseung says, nodding slowly. he looks at you for a moment before he leans in, the tips of your noses brushing against each other.

not being able to take the torture any longer, your hands leave heeseung's arms and instead find purchase on the sides of his face, pulling him in to press your lips against his. heeseung sighs, his arms winding around your waist, one of his hands coming up to support the back of your neck as he tilts your head up to deepen the kiss.

"someone might catch us," you whisper against his lips. heeseung groans and silences you as he kisses you once more, his tongue slipping into your mouth.

"bathroom," says heeseung as he pulls away, leading you to the door at the corner of the studio. he pulls the door open, guiding you inside before shutting it behind you.

your back makes contact with the door as heeseung pushes you against it, his lips back on yours. you reach behind you, scrambling to lock the door, heaving a sigh of relief as you hear the satisfying click.

a song is still playing in the studio, bleeding through the closed bathroom door, but it only adds to the mood, heeseung's hands slipping under your shirt. goosebumps erupt on your skin as his fingers trace along your bare sides. heeseung pulls away and looks at you, his pupils blown wide and his lips shiny and red.

"is this alright?" heeseung asks, hands inching closer to your breasts. you nod, leaning in close to his ear.

"touch me, please."

heeseung's hands grab at your breasts, a satisfied moan escaping your lips. heeseung's knee comes up between your legs, pressing against your core and you can't help but grind against heeseung, desperate for friction.

"do you want to...?" heeseung asks, still gauging your reaction. you look him in the eye and nod once more.

"you have to tell me," heeseung reminds, hands leaving your chest. his fingers brush against your clothed core instead, feeling how soaked you are through your sweatpants and underwear.

"i need you to fuck me," you say breathlessly. "please, heeseung."

the mention of his name seems to awaken something in heeseung as he pulls his hands away, already undoing his own pants. you follow suit, pulling your lace panties and sweats down in one go, kicking them towards the side. heeseung lets his cock spring free, his own bottoms hitting the ground and pooling around his ankles. he slips his fingers between your sopping folds and groans, fairly surprised at how wet you are.

"ah, fuck," you curse quietly, hips moving along to his fingers. heeseung grips at one of your thighs and pulls it up, wrapping it around his waist. he angles himself at your entrance before pushing in, both of you gasping at the sensation.

"shit," heeseung mutters softly as he bottoms out. you cling onto him, not trusting your sole leg that's planted on the ground to support your whole weight.

heeseung starts to thrust into you, your eyes rolling back at how good he's filing you up. you squeeze your eyes shut as he picks up the pace, the angle at which he's coming from perfectly hitting that one sweet spot inside of you.

you feel fingers curl around your chin and before you know it, heeseung is forcing you to look at him.

"i wanna see that pretty face, princess," heeseung says, his voice having dropped an octave. the return of the nickname sends your head spinning, but you try your best to keep your eyes trained on heeseung's face.

"i knew you liked that nickname," heeseung says with a smirk, his thrusts growing in speed and intensity. you whimper, a hand coming up to clamp on your mouth.

"i'm close," you whisper from behind your hand. heeseung seems to take this as a challenge. he pulls out, letting you drop your leg that was wrapped around his waist.

"bend over," heeseung commands, and you waste no time in doing so, forearms bracing the door as you stick your ass out for heeseung. he lines himself up at your entrance once more and resumes his movements, but this time, his hand reaches over towards your clit, rubbing it in languid circles.

you cry out, the added pleasure overtaking your body completely. heeseung threads his fingers through your hair before pulling it up roughly, snapping your head back as he continues to piston into you.

"come on, princess, be a good girl and cum," heeseung encourages, fingers rubbing faster against your clit. a flash of white appears behind your eyelids and before you know it, your whole body is thrown into euphoria, your walls clenching around heeseung. heeseung hisses at the feeling, his movements coming to a halt as he spills his cum inside you.

heeseung softly thrusts into you a few more times before pulling out, biting his lip as he watches his cum drip out.

you straighten up, stumbling a little bit, but heeseung steadies you, chuckling at your current state. you roll your eyes at him, but you smile, feeling elated from the orgasm you just had.

"it's almost time for my class," you mutter absentmindedly, gathering your clothes before pulling them back on.

"you think anyone's outside in the studio?" heeseung asks, jerking his head towards the door. your heart sinks at the thought of your students seeing the two of you walk out of the bathroom together.

"shit!" you say in a panic. heeseung brings a hand up to his mouth as he laughs.

you let out a frustrated huff, fingers working at your loose strands of hair.

"you know what, fuck it. it's none of their business anyway," you conclude, checking yourself one last time in the mirror.

heeseung comes up from behind you and wraps both arms around your torso, leaning in to kiss your cheek.

"that's my princess."

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You're touched - tae