Youre Not Too Bad- Chapter 1

You’re Not Too Bad- Chapter 1

Pairing: Jake Sim x Female Reader x Park Sunghoon

Preview: “What the hell is wrong with you? Film club is my thing, you aren’t actually going to show up right?” He smirked and turned his head, leaving his eyes trained at the end of the hallway before they made their way to mine. 

 Sunghoon smiled at me and stated, “Film club is a public club Y/n, meaning anyone can join. I could use another thing to put on my college resume and film club is just an opportunity to bother you every Monday and Wednesday until 5:00.”

Word Count: 3.2k

Genre: Enemies to Lovers, Academic Rivals to Lovers, Love Triangle, Friends/Strangers to Lovers, Non-Idol AU, High School AU (y/n, jake, and sunghoon are all 18) 

Warnings: Fluff, angst, cursing/mature language, suggestive scene, not 100% proofread

I made a little playlist that will go along with the story, you may get a few spoilers or at least a few little nudges in the direction of the story, but I hope you like it.

a/n: This was just supposed to be a Sunghoon x reader story, but Jake got thrown into it, so I have no idea how it is going to end but enjoy! I also changed the point of view from being 1st to 2nd so I apologize if I missed anything that would make the story confusing. 

Taglist- @iloveoceaneyes

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“Damn, that sucks L/n, second place is really just first loser.” You felt the hairs on the back of your neck stand up, your fists clenched as you looked ahead at the paper. 2nd- Y/n L/n. The only name above yours was none other than the single person you despised. 1st- Park Sunghoon.

“You put up a decent fight, nothing I can’t beat but you know, impressive to beat anyone else in this shithole, but then again, beating everyone else isn’t too hard.” His voice was like nails on a chalkboard, the tongs of a fork on an empty glass plate. Like when a pencil breaks and you’re just scratching the top of it across the paper.

Rolling your eyes at his smug smirk, the only thing you could come up with at that moment was, “Fuck off Park.” It wasn’t your best work, but you heard the chuckles of his friend group behind you two.

In reality, second in ranking out of the entire class, which was 649 students, wasn’t terrible but the fact that you were second to Park Sunghoon was the thing that actually pissed you off. At least this ranking was just for the annual test that had no real purpose.

“I may be second to you for this Park but I’m still valedictorian and there isn’t a single thing you can do about it. You will always be salutatorian and you’ll just have to watch me give my speech at graduation.” You started to walk away, tired of the look on his face and the cackles of his posse, but you didn’t get too far without Sunghoon coming up to your side and following you.

He kept walking with you, not saying anything. His next class wasn’t even on this side of campus, let alone in this building. “What do you want?” “Nothing, just wanted to bother you, it’s quite fun.” Of course. What else would he have wanted. It seemed as if his only purpose on this planet was to act like a tiny pebble in your shoe. When you finally think you’ve moved the pebble out from under your foot, the next step you take and there it is again, right under the sole of your foot.

“Why don’t you go bother the other goons you hang out with or your fan club?” Park Sunghoon’s fan club was in fact a real thing. It was just some random Instagram account that was ran by a group of underclassmen girls. “Well, they want my attention, you don’t, you’re more fun. Your eyebrow starts twitching whenever you get irritated. Which, now that I mention it, is quite often, there are anger management programs you could look into.” He knew damn well he was the reason why you were always mad.

“Park Sunghoon, this is not the building you’re supposed to be in at this time. I expect more from the salutatorian.” While you were having your hourly argument it seemed like the rest of the kids littering the hallway had filtered out and it was just you two. Well, you and an administrator who was now yelling at Sunghoon.  

His eyes met yours in a glance and in two seconds you wanted to kill him. “Oh, I’m just talking to Y/n about me joining film club.” Fuck no. You were the president of film club and have been since your sophomore year. Oh, and to top the situation off with a cherry, the administrator that was yelling at Sunghoon happened to be Mrs. Whitlock, who also happened to be the supervisor of the film club.

“Well, Sunghoon, I hope to see you tomorrow after school then, film club meets after school every Monday and Wednesday until 5:00 PM. I will have Y/n explain the current project to you.” You waited until Mrs. Whitlock was around the corner and out of earshot before you turned to Sunghoon.

“What the hell is wrong with you? Film club is my thing, you aren’t actually going to show up right?” He smirked and turned his head, leaving his eyes trained at the end of the hallway before they made their way to yours.

Sunghoon smiles at you and states, “Film club is a public club Y/n, meaning anyone can join. I could use another thing to put on my college resume and film club is just an opportunity to bother you every Monday and Wednesday until 5:00.” But before you could say anything he laughs and finally turns around to head to the class he was actually supposed to be in.

You couldn’t help but spend the rest of the day wondering if Sunghoon was actually going to show up tomorrow or if he was just messing with you. As you were walking to your car in the parking lot, you saw Sunghoon. He just smirked at you and waved. What you did in retaliation wasn’t your most mature action, but you didn’t care. Flipping him off and starting your car, you drove out of the parking lot, faster than you should’ve.

The rest of the afternoon and night was spent studying for an exam in calculus you had coming up; you weren’t worried about it, but you just had to make sure you got a higher score than Sunghoon. You were ripped from the studying zone you had gotten yourself into by your phone letting out a ding and lighting up with a notification from Instagram.

@park.sgh: hey l/n, whitlock said you’d explain the last project to me. i’m waiting for you to explain it to me…

Fuck off. Is he serious?

@/yn_?: fuck off, i’m busy

As you turned your phone over so you could go back to studying, it let out the same ding that made you want to throw it across the room.

@park.sgh: don’t be like that l/n, i know you’re not actually busy. what the hell would you even be doing?

@/yn_?: does it matter what i’m doing?

A few minutes passed until you heard the stupid ding again.

@jakethesim: hey y/n!

The username made you stop rolling your eyes, from assuming it was Sunghoon. You’ve spoken to Jake in passing, normally about physics but nothing besides that. You’ve never had an informal conversation, or at least one that wasn’t about homework.

@/yn_?: hey jake?

@jakethesim: ik this is kinda out of the blue but do you wanna study for the upcoming physics test w me?

@/yn_?: uh sure, rn i’m studying for the calculus exam

@jakethesim: WE HAVE A CALCULUS EXAM? WHEN???

@jakethesim: can you help me with the calculus exam too?

@/yn_?: it’s on friday so you have time, i have film club tomorrow until 5 and then a stuco meeting on thursday.

@jakethesim: i have hockey practice tomorrow and then a match on thursday, i’m not doing anything rn if you don’t mind meeting on short notice.

@/yn_?: i don’t mind, mine or yours?

@jakethesim: whatever is easier for you, i’m the one interrupting your night.

You didn’t say anything else except for sending him your address. Jake was nice, he was smart in specific subjects, and not to mention, he was hot. The only cons you can honestly think of are that he doesn’t have the most common sense, he flirts with just about everyone, and the worst of them all, he’s one of Sunghoon’s best friends.

But he’s a boy, let alone a teenage one, so of course he doesn’t have a lot of common sense, and if you had a penis and looked like him you’d probably flirt with everyone too. But Jake is so nice, so why is he always hanging out with Sunghoon? Now that you think about it, all of the guys in Sunghoon’s friend group are nice, you didn’t get why they were all friends with him then. You would probably call Sunoo one of your friends, he has on several occasions given you skin care tips and vice versa and is your designated shopping buddy.

Speaking of Sunoo, him and you were supposed to go to the mall together on Saturday to look at the new clothing store and to try the new boba place that was in the food court.

Once again, you were forced out of the mindset you had let yourself into, your thoughts were disrupted when you heard frantic knocking on your front door. Getting up quickly and kind of jogging to the door, since the knocking was so rushed, you opened it and saw Jake drenched in rain and holding his backpack to his chest. You didn’t realize that you were staring until he said, “Are you just going to stare at my abs all night or are you going to let me in?”

Blushing and silently moved to the side so he could let himself in. He took off his shoes and just stood there shivering. “My brother is at college right now and he left some of his clothes behind, I can go get you a pair of sweats and a shirt if you’d like.” “Yeah, that would be great Y/n, thank you.” His eyes were casted down and his cheeks and nose were red, either from being slightly embarrassed or from the cold outside.

You went upstairs to your brother’s vacant room, his closet was selective, from taking most of his belongings with him to college since he had an apartment rather than a dorm. Grabbing a pair of grey sweats, a plain white t-shirt, and a pair of black socks, you made your way back to the top of the staircase.  

When you went back downstairs, Jake was still standing on the rug in front of the door, looking up and smiling at you. “Here Jake, I’m pretty sure everything should fit, if not I can try to find something else.” You looked up at him and handed him the clothes. “No, no, I’m sure everything is fine, thank you again for getting me dry clothes. I appreciate it, also thank you for agreeing to help me study.”

“The bathroom is the down the hall, third door on the right.” You smiled and pointed to the bathroom. Jake just smiled, nodded, and made his way in the direction you were pointing to.

Thinking about how Jake’s hair was still wet, he’d still be cold, so you walked the couple of feet to the living room where the fireplace was. You put a few logs in the stone pit and started a small fire, immediately warming the room and creating a nice orange hue.

“Hey Y/n?” Jake was done. “In here.” He followed the direction of your voice and leaning against the frame of the room was Jake. “So, I figured we could study in here since your hair is still wet and my house is pretty cold.” He pushed off from the frame and made his way to where you were standing. “My parents usually don’t like it when I use the fireplace when they aren’t home, I swear, they actually think I’m going to burn the place down.” He laughed and set a few papers down on the coffee table.

“They aren’t home right now, Mom’s in Paris and Dad’s in Berlin, both for business.” You shrugged and went back to the dining room where you had originally set up home base for studying to gather up your homework and notes. “Are your parents gone a lot?” Jake looked up at you from his sitting position and tilted his head slightly to the side. You just nodded and sat across from him.

To put it simply, the studying session went terribly. You both kept getting off topic, just talking like two friends. The distance between you two had significantly gotten smaller while talking and you were now touching shoulders. Your heads were turned to the other, so if one of you moved slightly, your lips would brush against the other’s.

“Jake?” “Hmm?” “Can I kiss you?” He nodded and placed his hand on your jaw. You planted your lips on his, taking his bottom lip between yours. Your hand traveled up his chest and to the back of his neck.

Jake tapped your thigh and started moving you into his lap. Helping him from just disconnecting your lips and straddling him. Jake’s hands started roaming up and down your back while yours were exploring around his chest and shoulders. At some point he had slipped his tongue between the seam of your lips, making the kiss more heated.

You pulled away from him and started to tug the hem of his shirt up, immediately getting the hint, he reached behind him, grabbing the collar in the back so he could bring his shirt up and off. While your lips were already off each other you took that as an opportunity and crossed your arms around your torso and took your shirt off, slightly arching your back, causing your breasts to rub against Jake’s chest, purposely.

Jake moved out from under you and held you close until your back met the floor from him gently laying you down, the fire causing his face to glow in the darkness. He reached under you and unclipped your bra. Before he removed it completely, he looked into your eyes, silently asking you if it was okay. You had to control yourself from just saying, hell yeah, it’s okay. You resorted to nodded at him, and he kissed your lips again. He slid your bra down your arms, finally removing it.

Slightly embarrassed, you covered your chest with your arms. “We don’t have to keep going, we can stop if you want to Y/n.” You looked to the side, looking at how the flames rose in the confinements of the fireplace. “I just know your reputation Jake and I’m not shaming you for it, but I don’t want to be known as another one of ‘Jake’s Whores’, I have my own reputation to uphold”. Your eyes met his, scared to see his reaction, but you were very relieved when he gave you a small smile.

“I understand what you mean Y/n, but I wouldn’t have asked you to help me to study if I didn’t like you. Don’t tell him I said this because he’ll kill me but every year before school starts, Sunghoon reminds all of us guys that you’re off limits.” He laid down next to you, facing the fire as well. “When you and Sunoo got close last year, he flipped. I’ve never seen Sunghoon that mad and at Sunoo of all people? I don’t know, I guess hearing about Sunghoon bitch about you and then Sunoo gushing about your guys’ friendship made me curious about you.” You turned around, your back facing the fire now.

“Really?” You whispered, unable to believe what you were hearing. Jake just nodded and went on, “Yeah, so with the way Sunoo talked so highly of you and how other students looked up to you, I don’t know, really. I just like you.” With the fire illuminating his face, you could see a small blush as his voice got quieter.

“Really?” He just chuckled at you and nodded, moving onto his back, looking up at the ceiling that had a skylight. Jake and you just sat there shirtless in the living room of your empty house, looking up at the thunderstorm through the window that was placed above.

When you opened your eyes, the room was pitch black except for the occasional lightning strike illuminate the sky. The room was significantly colder than before from the fire no longer being lit but you could feel the warmth of a blanket on you and the rustling of a person beside you.

“Jake, wake up.” You shook him in hopes of getting him to get up off of the floor. “Is it time for school?” His voice was deeper than normal and gravely. Grabbing your phone that was playing next to you, you looked at the time that read 1:38 AM. “No, but let’s go lay in my bed, it’s warmer up there instead of here.”

The sleepy boy slowly got up and dragged the blanket behind him like a little kid with his security blanket. Trying your best to keep him from running into any walls while getting up to you room, the only casualty was when he ran straight into your door frame, letting out a grunt.

“Sorry.” You couldn’t help but smile at the little pout his lips formed as he rubbed his head. After you two finally made it to your bed, Jake flopped down on top on the covers and rolled into the fetal position with the single blanket now covering him.

“C’mon Jake, get under the covers.” He lifted his upper body up and drug himself to the head of your bed, taking the blankets and pulling them up. He slipped down beneath them and got into the same position he was in.

He started whining as you started walked away from the bed and towards your closet. “What Jake?” “Come here, please.” “Hold on, I’m just finding a shirt to sleep in”. At that the whining from his increased. “Noo, Y/n, why would you do that to me.” Jake’s a boob guy apparently.

If it were someone other than Jake, you would’ve blamed what he said on lack of sleep and drowsiness. But since it was Jake, you laughed and listened to his request, he already saw them, and it wasn’t like you were uncomfortable.

You got under the blankets and moved closer to Jake, you turned your back to him and felt him pulling your body towards his. He tucked his body into yours and placed his arm over your waist, so he was spooning you.

“You smell nice.” He whispered and buried his head in the junction of your neck. You smiled and quietly chuckled a bit, feeling him smile as well. “Thank you” You turned your head and kissed the tip of his nose; from that you could feel his smile grow even bigger on your neck.

“Go to sleep Jake, we have to get up in the morning.” Trying to make your voice sound stern, but you failed because you couldn’t help the giddy feeling that was brewing in your stomach.

“We could just skip tomorrow; I think Miss Valedictorian can afford to miss one day.” He skimmed his fingers along the left side of your torso, causing you to jolt.

“No”. He did it again. “Are you ticklish, L/n?” He ran his fingers all the way up your side and towards your left armpits.

“Jake, its late, we have to go to sleep.”  Giggling from being tickled and just Jake being Jake, you rolled onto your back and scooted over, he just followed your movements and laid on top of me, caging you in. From laughing and being so tired you were both out of breath and your eyes were starting to droop and gloss over.

You just looked up at him while he looked down at you. “You’re so pretty.” From feeling warm from the compliment, you looked away, unable to maintain eye contact with him. “Thank you, you are too.” He laughed a threw his head back slightly. “Thank you, Y/n.” You and Jake laid there looking at each other until you both yawned at the same time.

Jake moved off of you and rolled over on to his back, still holding onto you, causing you to land half on him and half on your side. “Good night, Jake.” He whispered a “Good night” back and slowly closed his eyes, falling asleep with you following soon after.

can i request a mark jeno jaemin haechan x innocent y/n fivesome 🙏🏻

If 3's a Crowd, Then Add 2

Paring: Bsf!Mark x Bsf!Reader, Mark, Jaemin, Jeno, Haechan x Innocent!Reader

Word Count: 3.9k

Genre: Smut, barely any plot, some fluff between Mark and reader

Warnings: Smut, Mature language/cursing, Haechan is meanest one, mark feels bad but doesn't, pet names, fluff, not 100% proofread, mentions of past jaehyun x reader

Smut Warnings: Fivesome, reader gets used for the guys' pleasure, degradation, uh... misuse of a shoe..., reader gets called stupid and dumb, unprotected sex, oral (m receiving), handjobs, some manhandling, dry humping, let me know if I missed anything.

an- hi!! i made a fic sorta similar to this but it didn't have haechan and mark involved, i hope it's different enough and you enjoy the drabble! thank you sm for requesting!

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“I want to fuck her, so bad.” Haechan spoke up, it had been quiet in the room since you went back to your own apartment. Hums of agreement were heard from Jeno and Jaemin who he was between on the couch. The person on the loveseat however made a sound of disgust. He was missing the warmth of your body that was next to him.

The other boys all complained, “So you’re saying you’ve never thought about hitting that?” “Have you seen that ass? Or her tits? Fuck man, even her mouth. I wanna see her cry so bad.” “I’d do anything to fuck her.” The three on the couch were all making provocative gestures and comments about you, and it made Mark feel sick. He refused to say that he wholeheartedly agreed with every single one of them though. Well, maybe not wholeheartedly, these thoughts and feelings weren’t coming from his heart.

“You guys are so gross; she’s been my best friend since elementary school. I don’t even know if she’s had sex before, let alone what you guys are wanting to do to her.” The room fell silent again, but it didn’t last long.

Haechan, Jeno, and Jaemin all shot up, Haechan being first, of course he wouldn’t miss a beat. “You’re saying she’s a virgin?!” Mark started rubbing his temples as question after question was thrown at him. “I don’t know if she’s a virgin, we’ve just told each other everything and sex never came up on her side of the conversation. She’s shy when it comes to that thing, so it is a possibility she just didn’t tell me, she dated this upperclassmen guy named Jaehyun for a while.” The younger boys sat back down and leaned their elbows on their knees, interested in anything about your personal life.

“Continue please.” Jeno motioned with his hand. Mark felt the guilt bubble in his chest and stomach as he opened his mouth to continue sharing your life with his eager friends. “Well, Jaehyun was a bit of a player, she was a sophomore at the time, and he was a senior, they had one class together and it was some cooking class, and they were station partners. He asked her out and all of Y/n and I’s mutual friends told her not to say yes, but the popular dude showed interest in her, and her being her, she said yes.” Not wanting to go on, he stopped talking and looked at the couch, hoping its occupants would be satisfied, but of course, they weren’t anywhere near that.

Taking a deep breath in, Mark starting again, “Jaehyun was known for sleeping around a bit, and no one thought him and Y/n would last, but they did, for two years too. That’s why I’m not sure if she’s a virgin of not, with how long her and Jaehyun were dating, I’d be surprised if she was. She doesn’t seem like the type to be adventurous though, so if her and Jaehyun did have sex, it was probably very vanilla.”

Jaemin, hasn’t said much but it was obvious he was just as excited as the everyone else in the room. “Why don’t you call her back here Mark? Tell her she forgot something.” Heads turned towards the boy on the loveseat, and it was like three devils cornering an angel. Haechan smiled, “Yean Mark, c’mon give Y/n a call.”

Mark wanted to, he really, really wanted to and one of the nagging voices in his head was telling him to take his phone out and at the same time, the other voice was reminding him that you’re his best friend, his innocent best friend. The voice he imagined with little horns overpowered the one with the halo. Reaching behind him, he grabbed his phone from his pocket and went to your contact.

There were only a few seconds of hesitation before he clicked the call button, of course there were only a couple rings until he heard your somehow confused yet cheery voice. “Hello Mark? Is everything okay?” Haechan held his hand flat with the palm side up and used his other hand to point at it while mouthing, “Speaker, put it on speaker!”

Although he rolled his eyes, Mark obliged. “Yeah, uh, everything is fine. You just, you just forgot something.” His cheeks were as red as can be, he felt warm too.

The way you immediately took his word for it instead of asking him what you had forgotten made the guilt within him bubble up in his chest. He felt worse knowing how much you trusted him, and he was leading you into this. But there it was again, the little devil that sat upon one of his shoulders, reminding him about every wet dream he’s ever had about you and every time you were the one that was in his mind while he rubbed one out.

“I’ll be there soon, thanks for letting me know Mark.” As soon was the three boys on the couch heard the call disconnect, their faces morphed into smirks, and they leaned back, thinking of what each of them were going to do first.

“If she says no, then nothing is going to happen, I know you all have these fucking sick fantasies about her but if she doesn’t want any of it, you will not touch her or make her feel bad about it. Do you understand?” Mark’s embarrassment faded and the possessiveness he kept deep down him started to rise up to the surface. It showed when Jaehyun broke up with you and it’s showing now.

While you were driving back to their apartment, you wondered what you had forgotten. You were sure you double checked to make sure you had everything, but it seemed like you did forget something after all. Even though you were positive you had remembered everything, you couldn’t help the feeling of nervousness and hesitation.

The four guys were all as anxious as you but for different reasons, Haechan was ready to play out some of his sick fantasies that starred you, Jeno and Jaemin were excited to get their dicks wet by you, and then there was Mark. He was trying to play out the conversation he would have with you after the night ended, would you still want to be his friend? Something more? Or would you never want anything to do with him again? He prayed that wasn’t going to be the case, he needed you in his life.

All of the thinking distracted him from how much time had passed and when he heard a knock on the door, Mark shot up from his seat. If this was going to happen, he was going to be the first one to touch you. He was going to mark you as his before any of the others got the chance. Mark’s head was so clouded by lust that he couldn’t even register who the others were at the moment, all he could think about, was you.

“Hey Mark, what did I for-” the rest of the question came out into his mouth, but as soon was you realized what was happening, you pulled away slightly. “What’s going on?” You didn’t even care enough for the answer before you kissed Mark again, just Mark, but when he did answer, it felt like freezing cold water was poured over you. “We wanna fuck you.”

“Huh? We? Mar-Mark” you whimpered as Mark grabbed your ass and used the leverage to grind your crotch into his. “Yeah, we. Do you wanna?” His speech was slurred, getting so worked up in a short amount of time was taking a toll on his mental state. Mark couldn’t think, except about you.

The heat coming from Mark’s crotch disappeared as he was pulled from your body, you subconsciously followed him, but you felt a hand circle your wrist. Your back was met with a firm chest, and you weren’t sure if it was Jeno or Jaemin, but the voice gave it away.

“Yeah, Y/n, what do you say. Are you gonna let us use you?” Jeno. Jaemin walked over to Haechan and Mark, leaving Jeno the only one out of your sight.

The room felt as if it was on fire, your cheeks and chest were warm, and you could’ve sworn you immediately started sweating when Jeno drug his lips along the back of your neck. “How? What is going to happen?” Then, the one who had been dreaming of this day the most, stepped up and spoke out.

Haechan walked up to you and leaned forward. “We’re gonna have some fun with you baby, use that pretty body of yours.” You felt his lips brush against yours every time he spoke, as if your lips were flirting.

Scanning the eyes of the men behind Haechan, Jaemin and Mark looked like they wanted this just as much, but they still wanted to make sure you were okay. Mark was slightly embarrassed about literally jumping your bones when you got there, but he couldn’t help it. Even though he was going read at the thought, he wanted nothing more than to do it again.

Mark felt a nudge in his side when you slightly nodded, wide eyes doing nothing to hide the fear in you. He looked over at Jaemin and saw the smirk on his face, he wasn’t sure what to do first, it started so fast. Jeno used his hold on you to drag you into the middle of the room, only tripping once, you stood in the center of the circle the four boys had created.

“Always such a tease, I doubt you even knew what you were doing. Stupid girl.” Haechan paced in front of you, like a warden who was about to punish a delinquent. “M’not stupid.” That was the only thing your brain could process to say. “Yes, you are, you’re our dumb slut, just for us.” Jaemin came up from behind you and placed his head on your shoulder, patronizing you.

You hated to admit it, but you were wet, so very wet. These four jaw-droppingly gorgeous men wanted you. They wanted to do sick things to you, things you hadn’t even thought of ever doing, but who were you to say no to them.

No one moved for a few seconds, they four looked at one another, almost as if decided who was going to go first without telling you. Haechan pointed at your shirt and then pointed up, making an upward sweeping motion with his finger. “What?” With your head tilted and brows furrowed in confusion he was sure he could cum on the spot, but Haechan wanted to cum in you, he didn’t care in which hole, you just wanted his release to be inside of you.

“Fuck, you really are stupid huh?” Shaking your head, you felt shaking hands find the hem of your shirt and then tugging it up. “You’re so pretty baby, you’re not stupid, my smart girl.” Mark whispered in your ear while stripping you.

He moved to removing your pants and he tapped your ankle when it was time to step out of them, and then he repeated the action when it was time. On his way back up, he kissed the small of your back. Mark barely pulled back, the tips of his lips followed your spine up, ending at the junction where your neck meets your shoulder.

The familiar feeling of him grinding returned, although it wasn’t along your crotch, the thought of Mark using your ass to get off was just as pleasurable as him actually touching you. His hands traced your sides up and met where your bra hook was. “Mark” after he unclasped your bra, you would be left completely bare in front of the everyone in the room.

Mark didn’t stop though, he undid your bra hook and slightly pulled your bra up before removing it, when he did, your breasts bounced and no one was looking at your face, they were all looking at how your tits dropped.

“Get on your knees.” Haechan stepped forward and shooed Mark away. He hesitated before he finally let you go. Although you missed Mark’s touch, you wanted to please Haechan. The boy’s eyes held a glint in them, his babyface showed an innocent façade, but there were deep desires that his composure hid.

Dropping to your knees, Haechan’s pointer finger found its way under your chin and used it to tilt your head up. He looked down at your kneeling position from his standing one, you felt the need to cower, the height difference mixed with the look in his eye scared you. He just smirked at you before saying, “Hump my shoe.” He kicked your thighs apart and stepped his right foot forward.

“Wha-huh?” You looked from his face to his shoe, and back to his face. You felt hot and exposed, which you were, every man in the room was fully clothed, while you didn’t have a single thing covering you. Turning your head when you heard a scoff behind you, you saw Jeno rolling his eyes, Jaemin motioning you to do it, and Mark was still blushing, his fingers itching to reach out and caress you. He couldn’t though, Haechan had taken the role of leader in this, and he was determined to make both you and Mark suffer.

“Oh, for Christ’s sake, Jeno, fucking help her.” You swallowed, only to realize how dry your mouth had gotten. Jeno followed Haechan’s orders, and you felt him kneel behind you. “C’mon beautiful, hump his shoe, you should be thanking him for even letting you touch that shoe.” As Jeno was talking, he started moving you along the shoe that was placed between your thighs. The laces rubbed against your clit, and you couldn’t help but whine and moan. “Jeno, hurts. It hurts.” You were throbbing, wanting something in you, but you were too shy to ask.

“If you want something, you’re going to have to ask for it. You’re a big girl, use your words.” Jaemin appeared at your side, kneeling beside you. Jaemin gave you the kindest touch you had felt yet that night, he brushed the hair our of your eyes and ran his fingers through the rest of your hair. After his fingers had run their course, you dropped your head onto Jeno’s shoulder, lost in the pleasure of the feeling of him forcing you to move along Haechan’s shoe.

Your head didn’t stay on Jeno’s shoulder for long before it shot up, with you letting out a short scream with the motion, Haechan had moved his foot, tapping your swollen clit and wet folds.

“You’re being so good for us so far, are you going to keep being a good girl?” Mark stayed standing as he came to your other side, looking down at you with a small smirk on his face. “Yeah, wanna be your good girl. I can be your good girl.” Frantically nodding in fear of them seizing their touch, but unfortunately, no matter how eager you seemed, all feeling of them was removed.

Haechan was whispering to Mark while Jeno and Jaemin listened in, agreeing to what he was saying. You thought about how this obviously wasn’t planned whatsoever and that they were just like, “hey, let’s fuck Y/n.” Your thoughts were interrupted when you felt a pair of hands grab your wrists and bring them up and above your head. Then, each leg was grabbed by a separate pair of hands, and they were pulled apart, leaving you open. You saw Haechan above your head, he was the one holding your hands, “Open your mouth.”

You wanted to be their good girl, so you did. Haechan then opened his and you felt a glob of spit hit your tongue. “Swallow it.” You did without a second thought. “Maybe you aren’t as stupid as I thought, your brain isn’t empty, it’s full of ways how to please us.” The praise, that wasn’t exactly praise, caused you to want to clench your thighs together, but you couldn’t.

The hands that were keeping you spread open kept pulling your legs further and further apart until you whined from a cramp. They didn’t move them slightly back, but they held it in the spot that made you whimper.

Jeno was holding your left ankle while Jaemin was holding the right, which left Mark. “Look at how hard you make me. This is all because of you. Ever since we were kids, you made me feel this way.” You didn’t get to say anything in response because Mark was already prodding at your entrance that was soaking to a humiliating degree.

“Mark” your back arched as he slid into you, each inch was being shoved inside of you, not to mention the girth. Whines and curses were coming out of your mouth as well as Mark’s, you felt a slap on your cheek which caused you to you to quickly look at Haechan. “I thought you were our good girl. Good girls don’t curse. Don’t you want this? Don’t you want us?” Your thighs tensed as the tip of Mark’s cock kissed your g-spot. “No no no, Haechan. I do want this!” Your teary eyes met his and he couldn’t take it anymore.

“God, fuck, look what you do to me. Can’t even fucking wait for your pussy to free up.” Haechan freed your hands so he could focus on removing the clothes that covered his bottom half. “Open your mouth, now.” The large size of Haechan’s dick made its way into your mouth and landed on your tongue.

You shouldn’t have been surprised but Haechan didn’t give you any time for your throat to adjust to the size of his cock before he started pulling out to just slam back in. The tears streaming down your face made all the boys chuckle, watching your every move and reaction, you weren’t able to leave their sight in anyway. All eyes were on you.

Your legs found a new home before you knew it, from being pinned to the ground, they were now around Mark’s naked hips. You never noticed how pretty he was until now, you always knew he was pretty but now, you saw his most vulnerable form, and he was breath-taking. The hands that were busy with your legs now grabbed your free arms from when Haechan let go.

“You’re gonna jerk us off.” Jaemin smirked when you shot him a confused look. Not knowing when the best friends had removed their pants and underwear, you couldn’t find yourself to care either as both of the heavy weights of their cocks sat in the palms of your hands.

At first you struggled with moving your hands to pleasure them, but they both spat into your hand, causing you to slide up and down their lengths.

It was hard to truly concentrate on everything as Mark was still sliding against your walls. “Fuck, you’re so wet.” The squelches that were being immitted from your cunt mixed with the sounds of your gagging, you’d never felt so powerful yet so helpless at the same time before. Here you were being used by four guys on the living room floor of a dirty apartment, but then again, four hot guys wanted you.

“Mark, I’m gonna-I’m gonna cum.” Those whimpered words caused him to move even faster, wanting to feel your walls clench around him was what caused him to keep snapping his hips against yours. It didn’t take long for you to reach the edge, and before you knew it, Mark hit your g-spot once again and you were pushed off said edge and into the ocean of euphoria.

Your once slightly blurry vision was all white and your legs tightened around Mark’s narrow hips, you felt his pace stutter and then he stilled. Seeing his head thrown back as his chest rose and fell with each breath was such a sight.

Of course the sight wasn’t super visible since Haechan’s cock was still drilling in and out of your mouth. His thrusts turned frantic as he sprinted to reach his release. “Almost there, gonna fuck- cum. Gonna cum in your mouth and you’re- you’re gonna be good and swallow every last drop, aren’t you?” The hum you let out in affirmation was what helped Haechan find his finish. With Mark’s cum starting to spill out of you since he pulled out, Haechan’s was pouring into your mouth.

Swallowing it like he had asked, you opened your mouth once more to show him that you had followed his orders. The smile on his face, told you that you did good for him since he was too out of breath to verbally answer.

The two using your hands were almost there as well. They both had wrapped one of their hands around yours so they could set their own place without the problem of slipping out. Jaemin came first, white spirts hitting your chest, which he was aiming for. He was dying to see your tits covered in his cum. Jeno, wasn’t too far behind and he aimed to cum on your stomach. He removed your hand and continued to jerk himself off over your middle until every last bit of cum was out of him and onto you.

The air in the room was hot and heavy, the panting coming from everyone just added onto it. You closed your eyes for a bit, now worn out, and felt three kisses on your forehead. When opened your eyes to see who it was, all you saw was Mark in the room with you.

“They all gave you a kiss when they left. I’m going to go get a washcloth to clean you up. I’ll be right back.” You were left alone for a couple seconds but the sound of the faucet in the bathroom, comforted you, it told you that Mark would be back soon, and then he was. Right back at your side, wiping up the remains of his and his friends’ cum off of you. “What do we do now? As in us?” Not wanting to receive the answer you were dreading, you whispered, thinking that that would somehow help. “I’m not sure, I wish I was, but I just don’t want to lose you.”

Mark must’ve felt the same because his volume was just as quiet if not more than yours. “You were the only one that kissed me.” “Hm?” Slightly scoffing, you added to your statement. “When I got here, you kissed me, you were the only one that kissed me on the lips tonight. That has to mean something, doesn’t it?”

Mark didn’t answer at all, he dressed you in some of his clothes and picked you up to place you in his bed. “I guess it does. I’m glad that none of them kissed you.” He admitted as he laid down next to you.

“I wanted to be the only one to do that.” Mark spoke into your hair. Looking up at him, the darkness of the room hit his face from you, but you could still feel his breath brush against your face. Your eyelashes flutter from exhaustion, “We can talk about this in the morning. I just want to hold you, without anything to worry about.” You allowed yourself to melt into the embrace of Mark and drifted off to sleep, you had a slight smile on your face as you heard an almost silent. “You’re so pretty.”

Responding with an even quieter, “You can’t even see me, but thank you. You’re even prettier.”

hii can I request a bf!yangyang fluff <3

Stargazing was a Good Idea

Paring: Boyfriend!Liu Yangyang x Girlfriend!Female Reader

Word Count: 955

Genre: Slice of Life, Established Relationship

Warnings: Fluff, they tickle each other at one point, reader jokingly wolf whistles at Yangyang (cat calls him), not 100% proofread

a/n- Hi! Thank you sm for being my first ask and I hope you enjoy the blurb!

“If you steal the blankets one more time, I swear, I am going to put my cold feet on you.” You tried throwing a stern look at the giggling boy next to you as he just nuzzled his face even more into the blankets, that you were supposed to be sharing. “That’s why I took the blankets in the first place, because your cold feet were on me.”

You rolled your eyes, thinking the dark sky wouldn’t expose you but Yangyang still scoffed. “Fine, I’ll just go get the other blankets from the car.” As you were getting up you felt your boyfriend’s chilled hand on your wrist. “Come back, I’ll let you have the blanket back.” The initial cold on your wrist left but a slight sting was left.

Laying back down, you pressed as close to Yangyang as possible, even with you guys having the same amount of clothes covering your bodies, he was still much warmer than you. Not wanting to ruin the calm aura around you guys, you stayed quiet, but he felt the shivering. “Do you want me to go get the other blankets?” Feeling you nod, Yangyang squeezed your body close to his one more time before slowly releasing you, he didn’t want to let you go and neither did you but at last, Yangyang got up from the blanket pallet you two made on the ground and slipped on his slides.

You rolled over onto your stomach and propped your elbows up on the pillow your head was resting on and watched him walk to your car. Whistling as Yangyang walked caused him to place his hands behind him, covering his butt. “Don’t objectify me.” He beamed and opened the trunk.

Dropping your head to the pillow you were laying on; you were unable to see when Yangyang threw the blankets at you.  “Yangyang! What was that for?” You laughed and removed the blankets that had landed on your head and back. “You were cold! I was just trying to get the blankets to you quicker!” Shrugging, Yangyang walked back to your little night picnic and crouched down.

“I love you; this was so sweet of you.” You watched Yangyang unfold the blankets and cover you with them. The moon light made him look heavenly and he loved you just as much as you loved him. “I wanted to do something nice for you, you’re always there for me and you do so much for me, and I wanted to show you how much I love and appreciate you.” You turned onto your back and pulled Yangyang down by the back of his neck. “I’m just sorry the weather is so col-” Not letting him finish, you spoke against his lips, “Just an excuse to get closer to you”, before pressing them fully together.

Surprisingly, the kisses stayed sweet and innocent, which is almost never the case for you two. Yangyang was back under the now multiple blankets with you pressed to his chest again. You felt him rub little shapes on your sweatshirt clad back, circles, squares, stars, and hearts.  

“Stargazing was a good idea” Yangyang whispered into your hair, you chuckled and looked up at him, only to see him already looking at you. “You’re not even looking at the stars.” He leaned down and placed a gentle kiss onto your lips. “You’re prettier than them anyway.” His lips tickled yours as he said that cheesy line. “Gross.” You giggled and lightly pushed on his chest. The bit of space that was made closed as soon as it was made, Yangyang rolled over on top of you.

“Don’t even think about it Liu.” With the moon behind Yangyang, the light wasn’t reflecting on his face, but you could only imagine the devilish smirk that decorated his full lips. His oddly warm hands made their way under your shirt, you tensed at the feeling and goosebumps rose along the surface of your skin.

You weren’t able to fight Yangyang off of you in time and you felt him start to wiggle his fingers up and down your sides. Playfully kicking and punching him while giggling, you couldn’t get him to let up. So, you did the only other reasonable option.

“OW!” The moving hands immediately stilled and the weight that was on your waist was lifted. “Are you okay? What happened?” His words came out rushed and panicked, scared that he hurt you and potentially ruined the night that you were supposed to enjoy. The frantic breathing and words coming from him were replaced by a “Huh?” and a grunt when you managed to push him to his back on the ground and straddled his waist.

Shoving your hands under his hoodie before he could react and tickling his sides and armpits like he had just done to you moments prior. Yangyang tried to restrain himself from kicking his feet and flapping his arms, still shaken up by you crying wolf, he just went with trying to squirm and writhe his way out of your grip.

“Why are you so strong?” Yangyang was laughing so hard that his ribs hurt, and tears were forming in his eyes. He thought it was funny how all this strength appears when he was the one suffering but when you needed help moving your couch, all of a sudden you couldn’t lift it. Deciding to have mercy on the poor boy, you stop tickling him and listened to his giggling quiet down.

Yangyang huffed as he felt you lie back down next to him, turning his head to look at you, he groaned, “You evil, evil woman.” “Yet you still love me.” Pursing his lips together and nodding, “That I do.”

Enhypen Masterlist

I will write any type of story for Enhypen’s hyung line and Sunoo, so feel free to request any type of story for those members!

Biases:

Sunoo, Sunghoon, Jay

Jake Sim-

•You’re Not Too Bad- 1, 2, 3 (Drafting!)

Park Sunghoon-

•You’re Not Too Bad- 1, 2, 3 (Drafting)

Video Games

Pairing: Shin Hoseok (Wonho) x Female Reader

Preview: I stood up against him and planted a small yet passionate kiss on his lips. He trapped my bottom lip in between his and chuckled when I let a small moan, his hands started running up and down my back. We’re both drunk and he’s holding me in his arms, keeping me up right since the alcohol and him are making my knees weak. 

Under the moonlight with Hoseok was like a dream. Unbelievably ethereal. “I love you Hoseok” I smiled against his lips, and he returned the smile. “I love you too Y/n.” 

“Marry me”, Hoseok’s smiled never faltered. “It’s you, it’s always been you and I plan on spending the rest of my life with you, that’s if, you’ll let me”. 

Word Count: 1.2k

Genre: Established Relationship, Slice of Life, Non-Idol AU

Warnings: Fluff, curing/mature language, alcohol consumption, smoking cigarettes, a barely steamy kiss, mentions of drunk sex, not 100% proofread

a/n- I hope you enjoy this fic! The title is based off of Video Games by Lana Del Rey and some of the lyrics are mentioned in the story. 

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“Hey babe, are you ready?” He yelled from his car. “Coming!” I ran from where I was in the backyard and I saw him, sitting in his classic 1957 Chevrolet Bel Air. He had just come from the car wash, the body still slightly wet with droplets of water hanging on and then sliding down.

“You look beautiful, my love” he reached over and placed his hand on my thigh after I settled in the passenger seat. “Thank you”, I looked down at my fingers in my lap. I was wearing his favorite dress on me. It’s a light blue with white cherry blossom branches on it. It was fitted around my torso and bust but from my hips down and the sleeves were loose.

He grabbed my hands, stopping me from twiddling my thumbs and kissed my knuckles, something he always did, no matter where we were or who we were with. “Get over here”, he dropped my hands, grabbed the back of my neck, and pulled me in for a kiss.

Even after being together for almost three years, he still managed to make me blush. When we both pulled away for air, he giggled at my red face. He smiled that smile of his and whispered, “I love you, so much, never forget that.”

We looked at each other for another minute until he realized what the night ahead of us contained. He pulled the car out of parked and drove down the street. He didn’t tell me where we were going to go, I would’ve been okay with just staying in with him. Heaven was a place on Earth if he was with me.

The drive wasn’t long, but even if it was it would’ve been entertaining with him singing to me, him saying, “Doll, I’m trying to serenate you here, quit laughing at me”. To make up for it I would lean over the center console and place a kiss on his neck, his sweet spot.

He would sigh when I pulled away, but before I knew it, we were pulling into a bar, of course. The bar wasn’t my favorite place, but he made the night fun. “You better not get out yet, I gotta open the door for you.”

I chuckled as he ran in front of the car from his side to mine, just to open the car door and help me out, knowing damn well I could do it myself. “Thank you, Hoseok,” I said against his lips, making them spread wide into a smile.

“See, chivalry isn’t dead”, he laughed as he opened to door to the bar for me also. “It is when it isn’t you.”

Cigarette smoke filled my nostrils, and I heard the clinking of drinks and the slam when the cue stick hit the pool ball. Hoseok grabbed my hand and led me to the bar, ordering two bottles of beer and the empty pool table in the back for 30 minutes.

The bartender handed us our drinks, shooting a wink my way making Hoseok grab my waist and tug me into his side. I giggled a bit at him showing the bartender the “back up pal, she’s taken” look. He looked down at me and smiled, continuing our way to the pool table.

Once we got to the table, Hoseok took one of the clean ashtrays from the small table by the cue stick rack and place it on the corner of our table. If smoking was so bad, why did he look so hot doing it?

He reached into his back pocket, pulling out his pack of cigarettes and his lighter. He grabbed a cigarette and lit one up while looking at me. He laughed at either me or my expression, probably both. Hoseok made his way to me, reaching to grab my hand, trying to dance.

“Didn’t you pay to play pool?” I smiled, keeping my hand away from him so he’d quit grabbing at them. “Yeah, but now I wanna dance with my beautiful girlfriend”. I gave in and let him capture my hand in his, he spun me around, so we were facing each other, I laid my hands on his broad shoulders, feeling the leather of his jacket underneath my palms.

“You’re so beautiful”, he said looking in my eye, his stare was so intense I couldn’t keep eye contact. “That’s the third time this hour you’ve said that”. I looked back up at him and he had a small smile adoring his face, he’s so pretty.

“Oh, am I?” Shit, I said that out loud. But it was worth it when I saw the small blush on Hoseok’s cheeks. It was my time to laugh at him, I felt a bit of power, usually I was the one blushing and getting chuckled at.

He had grabbed my hips at one point, and we were now slowly dancing besides the unused pool table. Time had started to move faster the longer I was with him. Before I knew it, it was dark, and the late-night crowd had started to shuffle in.

“Wanna head out of here?” I looked up at him and nodded. We left the bar hand in hand and made our way out his car. There was a full moon out tonight and there wasn’t a cloud in sight. I looked at Hoseok who was leaning on the car and walked over to him.

I stood up against him and planted a small yet passionate kiss on his lips. He trapped my bottom lip in between his and chuckled when I let a small moan, his hands started running up and down my back. We’re both drunk and he’s holding me in his arms, keeping me up right since the alcohol and him are making my knees weak.

Under the moonlight with Hoseok was like a dream. Unbelievably ethereal. “I love you Hoseok” I smiled against his lips, and he returned the smile. “I love you too Y/n.”

“Marry me”, Hoseok’s smiled never faltered. “It’s you, it’s always been you and I plan on spending the rest of my life with you, that’s if, you’ll let me”.

His speech was a bit slurred, but mine probably was too as I shakily said, “Yes, of course”. I didn’t think his smile could’ve gotten any bigger, but it did, he pulled a ring out of jacket and placed it on my finger.

“How much did we drink Hoseok?” I asked groggily as the sun from the blinds blinded me. I heard a small laugh from besides me and I saw the state he was in, he had a rosy tint on his cheeks, his hair was mused, and he had markings from his neck to his v-line.

I looked down and saw that I had basically flashed him, my skin uncovered by any fabric, but covered by markings made my him. As I ran my finger over one of them that’s when I noticed the ring on my finger.

“Seems like I drank enough to ask you and you drank enough to say yes.” I smacked his chest and he bubbled up with laughter, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me down with him and onto his chest.

“I’m sorry I don’t remember the entire night”, my lips formed into a small pout. “I don’t either my love, but I remember that you agreed to let me spend the rest of my life with you.” Not knowing what to say, I smiled at him, just staring at him, and taking all his features in.

“The world was built for two and it’s only worth it if someone’s loving you. You’re my other half Y/n and I love you.”

Monsta X Masterlist

I will write for any member so feel free to request any type of story for any member!

Biases:

I.M, Hyungwon, Wonho

•Video Games

Lee Hoseok (Wonho)

•You Want to What? 

• Untitled (for now)