Skz Felix Smut - Tumblr Posts

"Our little angel" preview

→ Pairings: Skz x Reader

→ Warnings: Daddy ddlg, poly!skz, inexperienced reader, corruption kink(If you feel uncomfortable with any of these topics please do not read).

Summary: You lived with the guys as their baby girl, they were your daddies and they always take care of you and your needs, but there's just one basic rule "only kissing, and dry humping anything further than that is forbidden".That was the only rule trying not to ruin your innocence, but... What happens when they can't take it anymore and start breaking the rules one by one secretly?

◦•●❤♡ Mïñê ßåÐ Gïrl ♡❤●•◦

彡(✿╹◡╹) 𝘊𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘨𝘰𝘳𝘺: 𝘴𝘮𝘶𝘵, 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵, 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘭 (｀∀´)Ψ

◦•●❤♡ Ä/ñ ♡❤●•◦

: You are a an ice-woman. Nobody can come inside your heart. Your smart and you observe everyone. Nobody can fool you... nobody can let you fall for them... okay maybe not nobody...

(Best Music Vibe: bloodline x pony mix)

You were a businesswoman, you never had time for any romantic-actions. You never had any interest in them, it was always: work, work , work, money and fame.

You were pretty know for your image. Many big brands wanted you because you were the 'perfect' business woman.

You actually were the perfect one and thats why it was harder for you to fall in love. You never fell in love, actually you don't even know what real love is. What is it? How does it feel? Mostly on camera people see you as an actractive frighten woman.

'Do not mess with her' as caption. But behind the curtains, you were very soft and talkactive.

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'Goodmorning ma'am, here is your coffee.'

'Coffee with extra milk and 2 thee spoons with sugar?'

'Yes ma'am.'

You took it from your assistent. She was the only person who know the 'real you'.

'Thank you Aurora.' you wink.

'Mine pleasure, miss.'

You went in ur office, which had the perfect view over New York. Your office was the typical 'office' you see in shows. You were wearing a black dress with much elegance.

You were sitting and writing some percentage's of the new 'hype' that got annonced past saturday. It looked very good and you were happy because of the great succes.

One day it was kind of a mess at work, so your one assistent wasn't enough. You brought one of your best workers to find a second assistent. You gave them a list with questions to ask.

After some days they found the 'perfect assistent'. You were stunned that someone actually passed the list. Tommorow you will meet the person.

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You walked into the building with your suitcase, as always. Your black dress giving shape into your body. Your coat giving more elegance. You were maybe scary but you were (hella) attractive.

'Goodmorning boss.'

'Goodmorning ma'am.'

'Looking stunning as always ma'am.'

'Greeting miss.'

'Beautifull morning boss.'

You hated it when people were overfriendly. You always knew they did it to get promoted. Some people did it genuinly because they were nice and good persons, but some... you don't even want to get started.

'Goodmorning ma'am.' Aurora your assistent says.

'Goodmorning Aurora. Where is the newby?'

'He is bringing some of his supplies from downstairs.'

'Its a he? Interesting...'

'I heard his name is Lee Felix y/n.'

Only Aurora could call you by your actual name. She was your bestfriend and you both liked to gossip a bit.

'Interesting, interesting... If he is present, send him to mine office.'

'I will surely do, ma'am y/n.'

you laugh.

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I am standing in a very large building. There are everywhere glass windows. I have a box between mine arms. This company is very precise i heard. I alreaddy got a hole tour of the building and where to go.

I went to the elevator and clicked on the number 70.

The trip went very slow, because it stopped at almost 70 deparments.

Finally it reached mine destinition.

'Welcome, sir. I am Aurora. I am one of the assistents of miss y/n. She requested you to enter her office.'

'Thank you.'

I putted mine box down at mine new desk. Aurora pointed at the big door. The door is all black.

I knocked on the door three times untill i heard a woman voice say: Enter.

I opened the door and saw a beautifull woman sitting behind her desk.

'Goodmorning...' she looked at her paper 'Lee Felix. You may enter.'

I was to stunned to speak, i never saw such beauty. Her eyes were shining, i can't describe what i was feeling at the moment. It was just magical.

'Mine pleasure, ma'am.'

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You were strong to keep your head cool, but when you made eye-contact with him. Something inside you started beating faster.

'You can sit down.'

He sat down.

'You have gotten some information about our system, did you understand everything.'

'Yes ma'am.'

'Everyday your duty is to fill the report cards and give it to me at the end of the day.'

He nods.

'At the end of the day, i will call mine assistents in mine office. Always have the report cards with you.'

'Yes ma'am.'

'Good, welcome to the company.'

i reach out to his hand. His felt soft.

'Thank you ma'am.' he stood up from his seat. He left and closed the door.

The first interaction between you two... but not the last...

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Some months passed, and Lee Felix got used to the system and the way of working.

Felix got attached to your prescence. You never noticed that. He always waited for you to come and tried to get as close to you as possible.

You loved the way his pinky always touched yours.

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ミ★ 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘖𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘗𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘺 ★彡

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There was a part going on at the company. They say adults can't go wild, but when you came in there, your mouth fell open. Litterly beasts, every drinks and cans. It was wild. The music was to loud, the lights were dark but bright at the same time.

There were people standing on the desk, shouting and screaming drunkly, and also singing songs false.

You came with your assistent (bestfriend) Aurora to the Office Party. It was quit easy to find a way into the crowd, because even tho they were drunk. They knew you were their boss.

'Never knew they could go wild like that.' Aurora shouted.

'I know right, they are like animals.'

You were looking around, trying to find some regular people or people you actually liked. You saw felix sitting at the bar with a drink in his hand, he was looking at the people who were dancing. He looked very handsome, his suit was so tight.

Suddenly he turned his head and you two made eye-contact. Everyone in the room stopped moving, it was just you and him in the moment. The moment that would forever last in your memory, but not in the actual world.

He came over to you while Aurora was flirting with some random worker of yours.

'Goodevening miss, its quit loud here don't you think?'

'Yes indeed, its very loud. I have the feeling that mine eardrums could explode at any moment now.'

'Are your ears hurting that much?' he asked.

'Yes, a bit.'

You never saw that coming but he covered with his hands your ears. Keeping your back close to his chest. You could feel and hear his heartbeat rising when your leaning in.

'You maybe want to go somewhere a bit quieter, miss?' he asked.

'That would wiser than staying here.'

He took your hand and leaded you towards your office.

'Thank you, Felix.'

'Its mine pleasure, miss.'

For a few moments it was quit uncomfortable the silents, but it was peacefull. You two made eye-contact from across the room. The heat was rising every moment. You could see the bulge in his pants grow bigger and bigger every second.

He walked over to you and just stood infront of you. Just staring in your eyes. Your hands placed on his chest.

'What are you planning to do?' you asked.

'Something i planned for a long time.' he said smirking.

He placed his hand on the wall which you were leaning against to. He started to kiss your jaw-line, leaving sloppy kisses behind. He started to leave hickey's on your neck.

He started to slowly undress you, throwing your clothe's on the floor. You had black lingerie on, it was beautifull. His clothe's were off before you could count to three.

You two were kissing eachother softly, just enjoying eachother scent and touch. You were walking backwards towards your desk. You jumped on your desk, pushing all your papers and document out of the way. Making sure everything is off the desk.

He gently layed you on the desk, with your arms wrapped around his neck. His fingers wandering towards your panties, gently rubbing against your clit. He could feel how wet you alreaddy were. You attached your lips with his, kissing eachother open-mouthed. Your tongue's dancing and twirling with eachother.

Your hands wandered into his underwear. Pulling his lenght out and gently stroking it. He was whimpering into your mouth. He slowly pulled your panties down. Positioning himself between your legs. You could feel the tip of his cock against your pussy.

He pushed himself into you. Looking at you with a concerned face, just to make sure your enjoying it. You pulled him into a sloppy kiss again. He slowly pumped into you, softly stroking your hair. Your hands also wandered into his hair, it was very soft. You both were moaning into eachothers mouth.

His pumping got a little bit faster. Supporting your back with his hands, making sure you are comfortable. You were about to cum, your hands gripping on his back. Your back was arched, sweat dripping from your forehead.

'I am g-going to c-cum, b-baby.' you said, trying to catch your breath.

His pace started to harsher and faster. You putted your hands behind his head, wanting to look him in the eyes. His lips were swollen, his face sweatty, his hair was wet.

You both came at the same moment. His forehead resting on yours. Gently stroking your cheek with his hand. He brought you in for a kiss again, the kiss was full of passion. Resting in eachothers arm. His chin was laying on your head. Swinging to the left and right. You felt safe, you felt loved, you felt real.

'I love you Y/N.'

You turned your head to look at him.

'I love you to Felix.'

Bringing him again for a kiss.

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You both tried to keep your relationship a secret, but everyone could see the tension between you two. You two couldn't stop touching eachother.

Felix was also constantly in your office, suspicious isn't it? The desk always reminded you of that evening with him. A wonderfull memory, to caress for your entire life with him.

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THE END

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A relaxing evening

pairing: lee felix x afab!reader

genre: smut, fluff, roommates to lovers

word count: 3.2k

warnings: soft dom lix, big dick lix, sensual massage, clit play, fingering, squirting, unprotected sex, one light spank, not proofread (lmk if i missed something)

a/n: after spending a month writing a literal 70k+ book for hyunjin i hit a bit of a writer's block and who better to get me out of it than my very own muse, lee felix😏

~ Masterlist

To say you've had a horrible day was an understatement.

You've had the worst day that actually stretched and turned into the worst week.

Your boss was on your neck constantly, there was so much work to do which made you stay at the company working overtime and coming home late.

To make matters worse, everyone was angry and annoyed, so the conflict at work grew into a displeasing feeling that had you desperate for any kind of relief, even just a free afternoon to nap.

Felix, your roommate and friend, noticed how you came home later than usually and more drained day after day, the dark circles under your eyes getting progressively darker as the week came to an end.

Finally, Friday came around and you were barely standing on your feet when you walked into the apartment.

Felix is sitting on the couch, probably playing some games before sleep as you shuck off your shoes.

"Hi, sugar plum."- he snickers when he hears you groaning behind him, his head falling backwards to catch a glimpse of you.

"Please, don't start. I'm not in the mood."- you say tiredly.

Usually you throw disgustingly cute nicknames back and forth at each other but your brain was short-circuiting so bad that even thinking of a nickname for your friend was hard.

Felix exhales, pouting as he gets up and makes his way to you, helping you take off your blazer.

"I'll heat up some dinner."- he says and you nod, not even bothering to answer because the last ounce of strength you have is focused on standing upright.

You follow him to the kitchen to drink some water, and Felix looks at your tired frame, feeling sad that you're so down, instead of being your usual self, the one that jokes around and yaps away with him until the early morning.

"Why don't you sit down?"- he guides you to the chair and you sit wordlessly.

"My whole body hurts."- is what you say after a few moments of silence, as Felix waits for the dinner to warm up, his eyes trained outside the window.

"And my mind too."- you add as he looks at you and you notice the sympathetic smile he gives you.

"Well..."- Felix starts as he takes the food out on a plate. "I could prepare you a nice warm bath."

"You would do that?"- you ask, in your tired state you feel emotional and tears prick at your eyes.

"Of course I would."- he smiles, the sweet expression on his face as he brings you dinner makes you feel a little bit healed already.

"You're an angel, Lixie."- you smile as he squeezes your shoulder.

"I don't know about that."- he chuckles shyly, his freckled cheeks becoming rosy instantly.

You shake your head with a fond smile as he makes his way to the bathroom while you finally have a normal warm meal after the lunch you ate at work.

Hunger takes you over and you finish eating quickly, just in time for Felix to come back.

"Oh, you're done already?"- he asks.

"Don't judge me."- you say and he chuckles.

"No, I'm not judging, just wondering if you're still hungry. I could make you something else?"

"No, no don't worry, Lix. I'm ready for that relaxing bath."- you smile and he nods, biting on his lip.

"Um, can I suggest something?"- he asks as you stand up and you tilt your head at him.

"What is it?"- you ask curiously.

"You know I have some knowledge about massaging. I could help you relieve your stress with a full body massage." - Felix says and your eyes widen. "I mean if you're comfortable with it. You don't have to... ugh forget it."- he seems embarassed suddenly and you chuckle.

"A free full body massage? Sign me up."- you smirk.

"Who said it was free?"- he smirks back at you.

"Oh, so you're gonna charge me for your services, hm?"- you joke and he laughs.

"No, of course not. I'm just joking."- he says. "Go enjoy the bath I prepared, before it gets cold."- he adds and you make your way to the bathroom.

As soon as you walk in, you gasp, Felix has really made an effort.

He put your favorite bath bomb with bubbles into the water, lit your favorite scented candle and even adjusted the lighting to be less attacking on your tired eyes.

You strip in no time, throwing all your clothes inside the hamper and getting into the bath as quickly as you could.

The water is still warm and it feels wonderful to submerge your weary body into the relaxing feeling.

You close your eyes, leaning your head back on a towel as you feel the relaxation slowly taking you over, traveling through your limbs and making you feel weightless.

The warm and cozy atmosphere that Felix created have you almost falling asleep in the bath as your body slips a little and you sit up with a start, your eyes snapping open.

"Y/n? You okay?"- you hear Felix on the other side of the door.

"Yeah, I'm fine, I'll be out soon."

"Okay, I prepared everything for the massage."- he says and you giggle to yourself.

You don't feel too nervous being practically naked in front of Felix as you have known him for a long time and since you've been roommates you have seen each other naked on accident a few times.

He even gave you a few shoulder and back massages when you were in pain from sitting at your desk for too long but he never suggested a full body one.

Curious about it and ready to relax completely, you shower and dry off quickly, putting a bathrobe on and leaving to your room.

"Lix?"- you peek inside and see that he has fluffed up your bed, lit another scented candle and a few normal ones just to add to the atmosphere, and prepared some massage oils.

"Damn, you went all out."- you chuckle.

"I wanna make you feel better."- he smiles sweetly, making your heart flutter a little as you make your way towards the bed.

The two of you stand awkwardly for a few moments before both of you chuckle.

"I should undress, right?"- you smile and Felix nods quickly before turning his back to you and covering his eyes for a good measure.

"Tell me when you're ready to start."- his voice is muffled behind his palms and you giggle as you take the robe off.

You lay down on your stomach, pulling a towel that Felix prepared over your backside and private parts, getting comfy on the soft bed.

"I'm ready."- you say when you find a nice position, your forehead pressed against the end of the pillow so you can breathe, your arms on either sides of you, aligning with your body.

Felix bites on his lip as his eyes roam on your body shamelessly.

"Lix?"- you say and he snaps out of his thoughts.

"Yes, let me grab some lavender oil. It's good for relaxing."- he announces and you mutter, ready to just enjoy having his skilful hands on you.

Felix kneels next to you, as you feel the bed dip and hear him opening the little bottle of oil.

Some light music is playing in the background and you exhale a hundred worries as soon as his fingers press on your shoulders.

"Mm Lixie."- you moan instantly, making his gut stir but he shakes it off, wanting to focus only on your well-being.

His thumbs circle your flesh slowly, going up to the sides of your neck and down the top of your shoulders before pressing back to the original spot, circling it and taking off the stiffness you feel from spending long hours at your desk.

Little moans of relaxation keep coming out of your mouth and Felix's sweatpants get tighter, as your body visibly relaxes.

Working his way down your back, he keeps adding oil and finding the most painful spots skilfully and relieving you of your pain, as if it was his actual career.

"God, Lixie, you're so good."- you whimper, smushing your face into the pillow for a moment.

"I know."- Felix smirks, making you chuckle.

And he does know. He knows exactly which pressure points are located where so when his fingers press into your lower back, just a bit above your ass, you feel a wave wash over you.

"Oh."- you exclaim a little but Felix never acknowledges it, smirking behind you as he gently massages your lower back.

You start feeling a bit hot, aroused even as he continues his ministrations, fingertips barely dipping to the swell of your ass.

Your breathing is slow and deep, your body completely relaxed as you left yourself in Felix's precious hands.

Felix shuffles a little, you hear more oil being opened before you feel his hands on your foot.

"Good?"- he checks in on you and you whimper as he presses and continues bringing you relaxing touches.

"Perfect."- you half-whisper, your mind floaty, all the stress from the week forgotten, no thoughts, just Felix.

Felix, with his soft hands and deep voice, his pretty smile and adorable freckles.

Wait.

Why are you thinking of him like that?

You don't know why, and you don't care as his hands slide above your ankle, he presses four fingers on your skin as if he's measuring something on the inner side before he finds a pressure point and starts working on it.

As soon as his finger finds that spot, you shiver, feeling yourself getting aroused the more he keeps circling that spot.

You would feel embarassed but you're so relaxed that you couldn't care less, your body melting even further into the bed, your arms coming up on either sides of your head as you gently fist the sheets beneath you.

Felix smirks, massaging the point harder, making your arousal drip between your folds, your cunt clenching around nothing.

He notices your slight squirming and that lets him know he's got you right where he wanted you.

He lets go for now, hands sliding up to massage your tired muscles.

At this point, you're aroused, wishing he would touch you where you need him the most and you want to press your legs together but you don't want him to notice that.

Felix already knows, after all, his touches were purposeful and he has wanted you for so long, wanted to be the one to make you feel good.

"Lix."- his nickname almost sounds like a whimper as he runs his hands on the back of your thighs.

"You okay?"- he asks, his fingertips dipping between your legs, touching your inner thighs as he gently starts massaging the flesh.

This is the last straw, your slick is now gushing out and you start feeling embarassed, wondering if he can see it or smell it.

"I-I'm fine."- you whimper as he keeps massaging your thighs.

"You sure?"- he asks, hands sliding up, close to your core and you lean into his touch as you grip the sheets.

"N-no."- you whimper.

"What's wrong?"- Felix smirks, fingertips brushing your asscheeks.

"I- um... I'm horny."- you turn your head sideways to look at him and he hovers over you.

"I know. You're kinda obvious."- he says and you whine.

"You did this on purpose."- you say as he runs his hands on your lower back and waist, making you shiver constantly as you feel ten times more sensitive than usually.

"Would you hate me if I did?"- he bites on his lip, his eyes big and pleading.

"No."- you whisper.

"You want me to continue?"- he asks and you nod.

"Please."

"How about a special massage?"- his voice is low as he slowly removes the towel. "Do I have your permission, angel?"

"Yeah."- you say, legs spreading slightly as you lift up your middle just a bit so he can touch you properly.

Felix groans at you presenting your wetness to him, your forehead buried in the pillow again as you anticipate his touches.

His hands are on your ass, as he gropes and massages them before his fingertips dip between your legs, sliding through your wet folds.

"L-Lixie."- you whimper as he touches you teasingly, fingers gently rubbing around your pussy and towards your other hole, down to your inner thighs again.

You push back into him and he gently grabs your hip.

"Don't move, my honey bee."- he says and you snort.

"Alright, pumpkin pie."- you retort.

"Let me do all the work, you just relax."- he says, fingers sliding through your dripping folds repeatedly, making you clench around nothing constantly, before he finally presses into your clit.

"Mm."- you moan when he starts sliding the pads of his fingers up and down your clit, swollen with arousal and coated in your slick.

You moan quietly as Felix keeps massaging your sensitive clit slowly, up and down, left and right and then circling it and gently pinching it, occasionally dipping his fingertips into your cunt to gather more of your arousal.

You've never had anyone touch you this gently, it was usually a guy just flicking your clit fast when you're about to cum and while that does feel nice, this was a different kind of nice.

You felt tortured in a good way, like Felix was constantly dangling your orgasm in front of your eyes but never letting you get to it.

So much arousal kept gushing out of your pussy that for a moment you thought you were cumming as he kept pressing his fingers into your clit, playing your body expertly, like he's done this many times before.

"Lix- I wanna cum."- you whimper.

"I know love, but be patient. Just a bit more, I promise it's gonna feel amazing."- he coos at you, fingers working your nub faster and with more pressure.

You push back into him again and he grabs your hip as he starts flicking your swollen clit fast.

"Lixie, ah!"- you whine loudly, your slick coating his hand.

"I need you inside me!"- you add, holding onto the sheets.

"Mhm, later. I know you can cum just from this."- he says, as you keep jolting and whining.

You can't believe it's happening but your orgasm hits you like a wave, as you spill onto his hand, moaning loudly as he keeps massaging your sensitive nub.

"Oh fuck!"- you whimper when he slides his fingers to your folds.

"Interested in a deeper massage?"- his voice is low and dark as he leans down to your ear, making goosebumps rise on your skin.

"Mm, please Lixie."- you moan.

He slowly pushes two of his fingers into your sopping cunt, taking him in greedily as you were so relaxed and ready to receive.

Felix adjusts his position between your legs and it doesn't take him long to find your gummy spot.

"Lix!"- you groan when he starts gently fucking into it.

"Feels good?"- he asks, his lips brushing your ear as he scissors you open.

"Heavenly."- you moan out as he fucks you slowly, effectively massaging your walls, making your pussy clench on his fingers constantly, begging for more.

"Just relax."- he says as you keep pushing back on his hand, slowly fucking yourself on his fingers.

"I said relax."- he chuckles, lightly smacking your ass.

You gasp, calming down immediately, surprised by his commanding tone and actions.

You never thought your shy Felix would be handling you like this as you present yourself to him, to use you freely as he wants.

But all he actually wants is to bring you pleasure like you've never felt before, making sure to ruin every man for you so you only belong to him.

Eventually he speeds up, his fingers perfectly hitting your sweet spot and driving you insane, as you drip around him, the wet sounds are so loud that it makes you feel even more aroused.

Felix leans down and unexpectedly starts kissing and gently biting the flesh on your ass as he holds your hip and ruts his fingers fast into you.

"Ah, ah, Lix- Lixie, ah! Felix!"- you moan desperately as you tremble, squirting a fountain as he keeps on fucking into you, prolonging your orgasm as much as he can, teeth sinking into your flesh as you squirm under him.

"Oh..."- you're speechles when he pulls out, you can't feel your legs and your ears are ringing.

"You with me, angel?"- Felix hovers above you as he caresses your head gently.

"That was the best orgasm ever."- you exhale.

"Told you I wanna make you feel better."- he smirks, hearing you praise him boosts his ego and makes his cock twitch and throb painfully inside his tight boxers.

"Is there more?"- you chuckle making him laugh and he gently turns you to lay on your back.

"If you want, I can offer more special massages."- he smirks as his eyes roam all over your body, his hands squeezing your thighs and massaging them gently.

You look down to see his dick straining in his pants.

He follows your eyes and looks down too, just as you hook your fingers in his pants.

"I want your cock, Lixie."- you say as you slowly slide his pants down.

"You do?"- he looks a bit surprised and you giggle.

"Mhm."- you say as you finally free him.

"Oh."- you gasp. "You're a grower."- you add with a smirk.

"Oh shut up."- he looks embarassed suddenly and you start giggling again.

"Come here and kiss me first."- you say and his eyes soften as he leans down to kiss you sloppily, your tongues crashing against each other, his heavy cock pressed against you.

"So pretty."- you bit on his lip as your hands wrap around his length.

"What, my cock?"- he chuckles.

"Mhm. Want it so bad."- you whimper, and Felix groans lowly.

"You can have it, angel. Anything you need."- he says as he slowly pushes inside you.

"Mm. More."- your legs wrap around him, making him hit deeper as he keeps pushing his length inside you until he fills you up to the brim.

"Feeling relaxed?"- he asks, his hand coming up to brush your hair behind your ear and gently touch your face.

"Mhm, I have no thoughts at all."- you give him a smile and he chuckles quietly.

"Then, let's keep it that way."- he says as he slowly starts sliding his cock against your walls.

Felix keeps working hard to make you satisified and relaxed, to get you into a state of pure bliss, even if it means putting his own pleasure at the back shelf as he makes you cum on his cock over and over again.

He fucks you until you're shaking and crying, gripping at his biceps and clawing at his back, whimpering how sensitive you are, your pussy sloppy and shaped to fit his cock, which is when he finally lets go, cumming inside you hard, filling you up with his hot cum.

And when you fall asleep in his arms, a small blissful smile on your face, Felix knows he has accomplished his mission.

And he will do it again in a heartbeat, anything to make you feel better.

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SIDE B

TRACKLIST:

ANOTHER DAY. - Han x reader. (s,f)

ON TRACK. - Felix x reader. (s,f)

LEVANTER. - Seungmin x reader. (s,f,a)

SECRET SECRET. - I.N x reader. (s,f)

ANOTHER DAY.

Han x reader. (s,f)

There are so many things in this world but there isn't a space around for him to rest without worrying.

Han started to feel that his life was getting dull.

Everything that excites him didn't give him the same excitement he used to get from it.

His days felt like a big, surreal blur, one after another. The day started with a sigh and ended with an even heavier sigh. He wanted to do so many things but kept being chased by time, but sometimes, he just wanted to abruptly stop, not doing anything.

As he stared out into the void of his bedroom, endlessly sighing and dragging his yawn, he so badly wanted to get out of his stuffy room.

So he did.

He got outside and walked aimlessly, as far as he could go.

His feet led him to an empty park, he sat on the bench that overlooked the city view with the lights blinking, mimicking the invisible stars on the night sky.

He breathe the night air in but every intake of his breath only made his lungs weigh with the dreads he had been dragging around behind him.

He stared at the view of the city again, so quiet and still at this late hour of the night, and everyone probably sleeping soundly in their houses or about to go to sleep without all these worries in their heads.

And he felt alone.

At that moment he felt like the only one with all these miserable feelings, he didn't even want them, it just kept piling inside of him without him knowing.

He felt alone.

He reclined on the bench until his head tipped upward, facing the night sky, and he wondered if he could flip the switch off in his head.

He didn't want to think, he didn't want to feel, he just wanted to be free.

Then he heard the sniffles.

He looked around to find where the sound was coming and slightly got spooked because he couldn't see anyone everywhere he looked.

When he reclined on the bench again that's when he saw you.

You were sitting on the bench next to him, and he couldn't see you earlier because of the tree that blocked you from his sight.

He heard the sniffles again, he scooted to the end of the bench to listen in on you, crying while drinking a can of beer.

He stole a glance and saw you wiped your tears on your cheek with the back of your hand, then gulped your beer again.

"I'm so stupid," you said to yourself.

And he heard your crying grow louder, saw you pressed your forearm to muffle the cries, then roughly wiped it again with the back of your hand.

"Fuck," you cursed at yourself.

"Stop fucking crying!" You said to yourself.

But you cried harder, fully sobbing with both of your hands covering your face.

And Han felt like going there to comfort you.

But he was stuck on his bench, he could only listen to the sound of your sadness.

He should be feeling bad for you, but he is partly glad that he wasn't the only miserable person awake at that hour.

But he was thankful that you made him feel less alone as he also realized that there were other people out there who were going through the same rough patch as him.

Well, at least now he knew.

There were the two of you.

People have been saying that life is one endless roller-coaster ride.

And that was a down in his life.

There was also an up in his life.

Where he could confidently go through his days without worrying, days that ended with a contented sigh for being well-spent, days where he truly made the use of his time, seized his life to the fullest.

And after that up, there was another down.

He went down the same path, and the next thing he knew, he was outside, walking to the park to stare out at the city view again to clear his mind.

He let out a long sigh once he sat down on the bench, shoved his hands into the pockets of his hoodie, and let all his weariness evaporate with the cold night air.

"Do you mind if I sit here?" A voice asked.

Han looked up to the girl standing next to his bench, it was you who he saw crying that day.

He stifled a nod, "Yeah, sure," he answered.

You sat next to him on the bench, leaving enough space in between the two of you, then handed him a can of beer.

"It doesn't feel good drinking alone," you said to him.

Han looked down at the canned beer and hesitated to take it.

"Or are you driving here?" You asked him.

"If that's the case, then it's okay,"

He immediately grabbed it before you took it back, "No, I'm walking here," he said, then popped open the can.

"Ah, so you live nearby," you said.

Han nodded before taking a sip of the cold beer.

You both stayed quiet, sipping your beers in silence and looking out at the night sky dotted with stars.

"The night is so clear today," you sighed with your head tipped, looking up at the dark of the sky.

Han slouched on the bench to recline and look up at the night sky.

"It's funny that those stars could have died or collapsed right in this second, but we can still see them, adorned our sky, blinking bright," you muttered.

And wow, Han wasn't expecting that kind of talk. He didn't perceive you as someone with such existential thoughts.

"The nearest star close to us took 4 years for its light to reach us, so when we look at them, we're looking back at our past," you explained.

You turned your head at him and pointed to one of the stars in the sky, "that star could have been 18 years old me telling me not to take the art major because it's hard to make a career out of it," you elaborated with awkward laughs.

Han softly laughed along, "well, for me, it would be not to pick a fight with someone that would be my coworker for the rest of my career," he said.

You both laughed while looking up at the sky, breaking the silence of the night with your shared laughter, and only stopped to take a sip of your beers.

You sighed after gulping down your beer.

"Well, I just hope I could still blinking bright like those stars even when I'm collapsing inside," you muttered into the night.

Han is oftentimes curious if everyone is happy except him. It's like everyone has figured out what to do with their emotions and bottled it up well, keep it concealed, keep it to themselves. Han couldn't do that yet, not without him collapsing along with all those feelings.

But when you said those words, Han knew that he wasn't the only one struggling with his own emotions and that he wasn't alone in this.

This is also why people say they love the 3 am version of people because they're vulnerable, honest, and real.

Han got it now why the saying is true as he looked at your face, looking so radiant even with the lack of light.

"Hey, you want to have a late-night snack or something?" You suddenly asked him.

Han wasn't really hungry, but the invite seemed too good to pass on it, so he relented.

You both walked to the nearest food stall not too far from the park, huddling close to the steaming selection of food in front of you.

You took a bite of a fishcake and hummed in delight, "oh, it's so good!" You exclaimed.

Han couldn't help himself seeing you eating deliciously like that, he eventually joined you, began eating, and couldn't stop himself from stuffing his mouth.

You laughed at how cute he looked with his cheeks filled with food.

He abruptly stopped chewing when he noticed you were watching him eating, and it was the first time he truly looked at you, you have a nice smile and endearing laughs, your eyes overflowed with warmth in them when you did either.

You gestured to his mouth, "You got sauce all over your-"

You didn't finish the sentence but hurriedly grabbed a tissue and wiped the mess on his face.

Once you both got full from eating, Han realized he didn't carry any money with him, "oh, I forgot my wallet," he said.

You waved him off, "it's okay, I got it," you told him and paid everything with your money.

You also went to the nearest convenience store to buy two canned drinks for both of you.

"I'll pay you back, I promise," he said to you as he took the drink from you.

"You can pay me back by winning one of those for me," you told him, pointing to the claw machine right outside the convenience store.

Han doubted if he could win one of those, he never had any luck playing those machines, but he was willing to try.

You put the spare change of money on his palm for him to play with the machine.

"I only have enough money for 3 chances," you told him with a grimace.

"I think I can do it on the first try," he confidently said.

"Well, that's great!" You told him.

You both looked down onto a pile of small plushies inside the claw machines with both of your faces illuminated by the fluorescent lights.

"Which one do you one?" He asked you.

You pursed your lips looking at the cute-looking plushies, and you couldn't pick one, "You pick one for me!" You told him.

Han also took his time to find the perfect plushie for you and spotted the star-shaped one in a pale yellow color, its eyes winking.

"Okay, I'll pick this one for you," he said after deciding on a plushie.

He inserted the money and started maneuvering the claw to the aimed plushie, when he was sure it was perfectly positioned, Han pushed the button, but unfortunately, it didn't pick up his plushie.

He groaned and slammed his hand on the glass display, "that was close!"

You laughed at his frustrated face, you immediately handed him another money, "here! Try again!"

Han took a deep breath once he inserted the money into the machine, he put all of his focus on that one last star-shaped plushie, winking at him and challenging him to win it for you.

But he failed again, and on the last try, he failed again.

"It's okay," you comforted him, "thank you for trying!" then patted him on the shoulder.

He finished his drink in one gulp.

"I have one more chance left, but I'll use it to win one for you," you told him.

Han doubted if you could win one if he couldn't win any after three tries.

You inserted the last money you had in your pocket and inserted the money into the machine, you already had one plushie for him.

You aimed the claw and pushed the button, and surprisingly, the claw took it.

Han laughed in disbelief, "how did you do that?"

You shrugged, "I don't know?" You answered with the same confusion.

You took your winning plushie and handed it to him, "I won it for you," you told him.

"An alien?" He said.

You nodded, "you don't like it?"

"Ah, too bad! I don't have any money left," you playfully added.

He nodded while laughing, "why did you pick this one?"

"It looks like you," you answered.

"An alien with blushing cheeks?" He asked and put the plushie next to his face as a comparison.

You squinted your eyes, "well, the alien looks much cooler, to be honest,"

He widened his eyes at you, "oh, should I grow another ear to look this cool?"

You laughed at his question, you glanced at your phone screen to see the time.

"It's almost 5. I have to go," you informed him.

And Han realized he should be back in the dorm too since he has a schedule in a few hours, "yeah, me too," he said.

"I live not far from here, I'll just walk," you told him as you shoved both of your hands into your coat.

"Do you mind if I walk you home first?" He asked, deep down he wasn't ready to part with you yet.

You smiled at him, "sure,"

You both walked in silence with the night sky gradually turning lighter with every passing minute, stopped walking once you arrived at the front of your house.

"This is me," you awkwardly told him, gesturing to the house with the green-painted iron gate.

"Thank you for walking me home," you told him.

Han softly smiled at you and waved the alien plushie you won for him, "No, I should thank you for this," he told you.

You laughed, "I hope he'll always keep you company,"

He laughed and looked down at the plushie.

You both stayed quiet while exchanging glances at each other with your hands shoved deep into your pockets, and you hated to be the one to break the silence, but the fatigue got the best of you.

"Okay then, bye!" You said to him.

"Bye!" He said back to you with a sweet smile on his face before you disappeared from his sight.

But Han didn't want that to be the last time he saw you.

Not when he was lying awake on his bed a few days later and couldn't think of anything else but you, he thought of you instead of getting anxious about his weary mind, and he thinks that's peculiarly interesting.

It baffled him how a stranger could give him the comfort of an old friend.

He went out in the middle of the night to search for you, he didn't know why but it wasn't his anxiety that got him that night, he went to look for you.

He didn't find you at the park, not at the food stall, you both once ate together and also not at the convenience store.

He knew your house, but it would be stupid of him to come unannounced to your house.

He needed a reason, an excuse to see you, and he knew exactly what to do for that.

He pushed the doorbell of your house and waited right outside until he heard your footsteps coming close, then opened the gate.

"Oh, hi?!" You said as soon as you figured out who rang your doorbell at 1 am.

Han smiled with such giddiness, "I won it for you!" He said then showed you the star-shaped plushie from the clawing machine.

You laughed at how adorable he was, he came in the middle of the night just to show you that.

"Oh, so you come to brag about it?" You poked fun at him.

Han laughed, "just a little," he answered, then handed you the plushie.

You took the plushie from him and squeezed its cute face.

"Did I disturb you?" He asked.

"No, I was in the middle of doing something" you muttered with your hand busy squeezing the plushie in your hands.

"Then that means I disturbed you," he said.

Your eyebrows furrowed, "No, you're not," you denied.

"Anyway..." Han trailed his word.

He hesitated to ask you out, but he came for this, there was no way he left with nothing.

"You want to take a walk with me?" He asked while down looking down at his feet.

"Yes," you shortly replied.

A smile rose on Han's face.

"Can you wait a moment? I just need to go back inside to grab a coat," you said.

After stuffing your faces with food from the stall you once ate together, Han bought you ice cream and ate it at the playground where you both sat on the swings.

"How much you spent on the claw machine to win that plushie?" You asked him out of nowhere.

"Enough to buy the claw machine itself," he playfully answered.

You chuckled and almost choked on your ice cream, your feet kicking the ground to move the swing.

"Thank you," you said out of nowhere.

Han turned his head at you while holding the ice cream close to his mouth, "I planned on beating that claw machine anyway," he responded playfully.

"I know you saw me crying that day," you said.

Han stopped swaying in his swing then turned his head at you, he felt caught and somehow, felt bad for it.

"Thank you for not saying anything and listening to my cries," you added as you stared into his eyes.

"Thank you for not making me lonely that night," you finished.

Han looked down at his feet, and he thought if only you knew how dire he was at that moment, how you indirectly saved him for just being there and sharing the comfortable silence.

It was almost 4 in the morning when you both walked back to your house, getting to know each other just enough to be more than acquaintances.

"Of course, I know who you are," you told him without him needing to explain everything.

"And that's also why I've been wondering why didn't you buy that claw machine," you joked.

Han got flustered, felt shot by your remark that you knew him all along.

"Why didn't you say anything?" He asked.

"And give you another chance to brag? No, thank you," You said while laughing.

He never encountered a person with compelling charms like you. You're funny and smart, you have a beautiful smile and endearing laughs, you're deeply an intuitive person and also open-minded.

You made things easier for him, or you made it seem so, and he's thankful for that.

You half-jogged to unlock the gate of your house and pushed it open just enough, you stood facing him.

"I guess this is it then?" You asked him with one hand keeping the gate door open.

Han was aware it was time for him to go as well, but he didn't want to part with you yet, and the next thing he knew, he got close to you.

You smiled at him and waited for him to say something, but he just stayed quiet while looking at you.

"Bye," you lowly said to him because there was no use to tell him loud when he stood so close to you.

You pushed the gate door open and got in.

Han thought of leaving, but his feet didn't move, he pushed your doorbell.

You opened the gate a moment later and laughed when you saw him again, "going to use your chance to brag now?" You joked.

He laughed while softly scratching the back of his hair, "No," he replied.

"What then?" You asked him.

Han hesitated for a second, but he took a step closer, then leaned in and kissed you, softly brushing his lips over yours.

He sighed against your lips because he didn't expect this to be this good, this right, it was like this moment was made for this.

You slowly pushed him away to catch a breath.

"You want to come in?" You asked him with your eyes looking up through your lashes.

And he couldn't say no.

He let you lead him inside your house, he was surprised to see there was no one inside, and for the lack of furniture, there were only things cluttered around a desk in one corner of the room.

"My parents live abroad with my sister, she got a scholarship for her ballet," you explained, "so, I live alone,"

Han didn't know that a warm person like you lives a solitary life, and he got unbearably sad for you that he suddenly went to hug you.

And you rubbed his back, sensing his sympathy.

But all he wanted to do was make you feel less lonely, assuring you that he was there for you.

He kissed you with his hands holding your body close as if you would disappear if he didn't hold you tight.

You steered him in the direction of your bedroom and sent both of you tumbling down your bed, making you both laugh.

He kissed you more with your hands working open his shirt, bodies tossed and turned on the bed as pieces of clothing tossed aside onto the bedroom floor.

Until you both got naked, he pinned you under him and kissed you so softly with a hand that caressed the side of your face.

"Can you grab the condom inside one of those drawers, please?" You asked him.

He nodded, outstretched his hand to pull open the top drawer, and took out a foil packet.

Han didn't mean for this to happen, he wanted to comfort you with his presence, but the moment he laid his eyes on your heavenly body, he couldn't resist.

You endlessly enthralled him, alluring, he couldn't stop touching you and feeling the softness of your skin that made him whimper.

You kissed him on the mouth as he settled himself between your legs, "I like this little mole right here," you told him, pointing to the tiny dot of dark mole on his cheek.

He smiled at your praise, and somehow that made him feel at ease.

He didn't feel nervous like he usually does, also not the pressure to make everything right. He just wanted to make you feel good.

You moaned when he pushed his length inside you, so painstakingly slow until he fully buried inside you.

"Are you okay?" He asked you.

"I'm not okay,"

Han's eyes widened in panic.

"I'm not okay if you feel this good inside me," you corrected with a sly smile.

"You!" He glared at you, buried his mouth onto your neck, and tickled you with the tip of his nose.

You laughed with your hands around his neck, he finally stopped to kiss you again then looked into your eyes, "you're so beautiful," he said to you.

"Thank you," you muttered.

He began moving against you at a steady pace while you squirmed with all the pleasure he brought on you.

You would look into each other’s faces at times and smile because this felt so right, this moment was made for this.

You held him close as you both climaxed around each other, and he kissed your neck as he relished the immense pleasure that was slowly dissipating.

You both stayed on your bed with his body overlapping yours, and you snaked a hand around his body, rubbing the warm skin of his back.

He admired your naked body under the pale sunlight by running his hand from your lips down to your chest, to the curve of the underline of your breast to your ribcage then squeezed your flesh there.

"I felt so unbearably lonely that day," you admitted, "that's why I cried,"

Han placed a sweet kiss on your lips, "and I felt so anxious that day, I couldn't sleep, I felt so hopeless and tired," he admitted.

"We are two sad people," you softly muttered with a hand gently scratching his hair.

"And we saved each other," he added.

You softly smiled at him, then held his face still with a hand on his cheek, "Hey, just because we did this, nothing has to change between us," you assured him.

"I'm okay with us being casual,"

Han took your hand and kissed the inside of your hand, "but what if I don't want that?" He asked you.

"I want us to be a chic couple," he playfully stated.

You laughed at him, "you are ludicrous,"

"I'll take that," he said as he crashed his mouth on you again.

At that moment, Han found a haven in you. A place where he can rest his soul and wash his weariness away, a place where he could replenish his strength and at the same time, be a company to you, someone you can rely on and try to comfort you with his presence.

When he felt his life going to take another down, he knew where to go.

He would come knocking on your door, and you would welcome him with a hug.

And he would melt into your embrace as you rubbed his back while softly muttering, "it's okay, it's just another day."

-

ON TRACK.

Felix x reader. (s,f)

Even a fool knows that you're the best thing he has ever got.

Felix didn't realize this when he was still having his days filled with you.

You had been friends since childhood, and that was probably what made him mistake his love for the comfort from the friendship you had built over the years.

You've been there since his dreams were just wishful thinking.

You encouraged him, supported him, gave him just enough push towards what he wanted the most, towards his dreams.

And you weren't there when his dreams were becoming true.

You knew what he was capable of even people kept telling him to stop, you knew his value even before anyone knew his worth, and he loved you for that.

He didn't know that back then.

When you had to leave because you also going to chase your dream, he just watched as the train took you away from him.

And he knew he was too late.

He only regretted it now for missing out on the chance, hated himself for not getting close to you.

He should've come up with any reason to stop you from leaving that day, he should have asked you to turn around and look at him, he would've said, 'Don't go! Don't leave me!'.

And it had been years now, he misses you.

Or is it just him that misses you?

He misses all the times he had spent together with you.

Your laughs, your smiles, your encouraging words that always lift his spirit, your comforting touches, and how he likes having your hand rub the small of his back.

And lately, he had been thinking of how things would turn out if he conveyed his feelings for you, how would he spends his time with you and probably for all of his life.

He got so used to that picture-perfect of him being together with you that it became his daily life.

When he saw you stood there at the end of the hall, waiting for him with a smile on your face, Felix felt that he got closer to that picture-perfect.

He walked up once again towards you.

"Hey," you beamed at him when he got closer with a scintillating smile.

He didn't hesitate to hug you, and you didn’t shy away from it, you hugged him back.

He hummed as he drank the scent he is familiar with, "you're here!" He said.

"I don't even know if I'm allowed to be here," you told him.

When you told him you were coming to the concert, Felix sent someone to get you to come backstage so he could meet you before he got on stage.

He lowly chuckled, "I can't believe you're really here!" He said again as he squeezed your hand.

You smiled at him, "I know right? It feels like yesterday we were taking dance classes together every Friday afternoon," you told him.

"How long will you be here?" He quickly asked.

"Just for the weekend," you replied.

"Where are you staying?"

"At the hotel," you answered.

Someone came behind Felix and whispered something to him while he nodded along.

"Oh, you'd better get back!" You told him.

Felix wanted to stay long but it was impossible with the time he has, "I'm sorry," he apologized.

"It's okay," You assured him.

"Can you stay after the concert later?" He asked you.

"Yeah, okay," you answered.

He nodded, that is one thing he could anticipate at the end of the night.

"I'll be cheering for you!" You playfully told him.

He sheepishly smiled, "I'll be seeing you!" He joked back.

"Sure, I'll be the one in black," you told him pointing to the black t-shirt you were wearing.

"Not going to be hard to find," he sneered.

You laughed at him and patted him on the shoulder, "see you later!"

"See you later!" He said back.

He got a little sad being the one leaving you right then and watched as you slowly disappeared from his sight.

At the end of the night, Felix got a little disappointed that you didn't wait for him as you promised him, but he also understood that maybe you didn’t want to make him more tired than he already was.

Felix's window of opportunity wouldn't last long since he only got until the end of the weekend to do what he always wanted to do.

He called your hotel room the next morning to make sure you were still there, "Hey," you said as you picked up the phone.

"I'm sorry about last night for not waiting for you," you began, "I assume you'd be tired so..."

"It's okay," he convinced you.

He heard you sigh in relief at the end of the line.

"I didn't mean to really," you assured him.

"No worries!" He said again.

There was a few seconds of awkward silence, Felix stalled because he wanted to pick his words carefully.

"Do you have any plan for tonight?" He asked.

"Tonight?" You asked again.

"I planned on staying in and eating in the whole day, other than that. No!" You elaborated.

Felix softly smiled, "do you want to go with me?"

"Go where?"

"Dancing?"

"Dancing?" You asked back in utter confusion.

"Dancing like we used to do back when were little," he explained.

The recollections of the two of you taking a dance class together rushed through your mind, him in those mini tuxedoes and you in your ballroom dresses in striking colors, a dancing pair for years until both of you gave up the class because you grew up and it wasn't cool to do it anymore.

"I don't know if I still remember how to dance but I'd love that, oh my God, yes," you exclaimed.

Felix chuckled because he didn't expect that much enthusiasm from you, he could feel that his plan was going the way he wanted.

"I'll pick you up at 8?" He asked.

"Yes," you replied.

"See you later!" He said with a gleeful smile.

He came to pick you up right on time, waited by the lobby of the hotel until you came out of the elevator wearing a red dress, you let your hair down, but what made you beautiful was the smile that didn't wear off as you walked up to him.

"Oh my God, you look so good!" You beamed, looking at him dressed so neatly in a black suit with a crisp white shirt underneath.

"And you look so beautiful!" He praised you he couldn't look away, you mesmerized him.

You gave him a quick twirl and the hem of the dress swaying with the movement, "I went out earlier and bought the dress," you showed him your new shoes, "I also bought a new pair of dancing shoes," you told him.

Felix softly laughed at you, seeing you excited like this that he couldn't be any happier.

But when he arrived at the ballroom, and everyone who attended the dance was mostly elderly people, he believed you were the only two young people there and that his plan just went off the rail.

He turned his head at you, ready to apologize for such a disappointing night.

But he found you smiling so brightly with crinkles in your eyes as you watched the swarm of people dancing in the middle of the ballroom, "Oh my God, how exciting!" You told him.

"Can we go dance now?" You asked him with such giddiness.

Felix nodded, somehow your excitement infected him in an instant.

He offered his hand, and you placed your hand on his, he took you to the dance floor, placed one hand on your waist, and the other clasped with your hand.

You danced the night away, sweeping the floor with both of your feet, giggling and smiling in between, you didn't even care if you missed out a few steps as long as you were having fun.

"I think we should take a water break," Felix suggested.

He understood that you were thrilled to continue dancing but looking at you panting, running out of breath, he took it that you were tired.

You waited on a vacant table while Felix took a few drinks, when he returned, an elderly asked you to dance with him. He knew you wouldn't say no to him, he nodded at you when you asked him for permission.

"I'll wait here," he told you and sat on the chair watching you dancing with the elderly man with white hair.

And this is why he loves you.

Your warmth, your charms, everything about you is just so beautiful, inside and out.

The elderly man escorted you back to your table and kissed the back of your hand, "Thank you so much for dancing with an old man like me," he said to you.

You smiled at him, "no, it's an honor for me," you courteously said to him.

The elderly man looked at Felix, "you got a fine young lady here," he said to him.

And Felix nodded, agreed with the elderly man.

Felix slid your drink in front of you on the table and you immediately took a big gulp, "I never dance this hard in my life," you said to him.

"I wish I can relate to that," he said to you.

You laughed because you understood what he meant by that, "this feels like breathing to you," you joked.

"Sort of," he replied.

"Let's have the last dance," you suggested.

"Aren't you tired?" He asked you.

You shook your head, "we can do a slow dance," you said to him.

He agreed, got up from the chair, and courteously asked for your hand for a dance.

You did a waltz dance with him, slow dancing even though the music that was playing was ideally for tango. He held you by your waist, and you put your hands around his neck. You looked up at him through your lashes, "thank you for taking me here," you said to him.

"I'm glad you like it," he said.

"Like it? I love it!" You corrected him, then rested your head on his shoulder as your bodies swayed in sync.

Felix just got closer to what he wanted the most.

You had no idea how long he had been waiting for a moment like this to happen.

Even after time keeps passing by, this constant desperation of him makes him look for you, search for you and you came to him every night and tantalize him, tantalize him more the longer he was away from you.

And now, you were so close, you were in his arms and he could smell the scent of you that give him a sense of comfort, of home.

It hurts him now that he had been keeping all these feelings for you for long.

You waited for Felix as he ordered ice cream for both of you, it was like a callback to the past of how the two of you always had ice cream after dance class.

When he returned with your favorite vanilla ice cream, he saw you were massaging your foot with your shoes off.

"Are you okay?" He asked as he sat down across from you.

You sighed, "It's the new shoe problem," you answered.

Felix looked down at your feet and saw the blisters formed on your feet, he hissed as if he was the one in pain, "that looks so bad," he commented.

"It's alright. It's not that painful really," you assured him.

"You wait here," he ordered, "and eat your ice cream,"

"Where are you going?" You asked him as he dashed toward the exit.

"Just wait, I won't be long," he told you.

Felix came back after a few minutes, and his ice cream was melted in his cup, he squatted on the floor to put ointment and bandages on the blisters on your feet.

"I can do that myself," you said to him.

He didn't reply but continued tending to your feet, then pulled out a pair of slippers so you wouldn't have to wear your shoes again.

"Oh Felix, thank you," you sincerely muttered your gratitude.

He sat back on his chair, "I can't stand it seeing you like that," he said.

"Like what?"

"Looking adorable with a scrunched nose like that," he teased you.

"Better eat your ice cream quick before it melts," you shouted at him, then took a spoonful of his ice cream with your spoon.

You decided to take a walk because the hotel you were staying at wasn't that far from the ice cream shop, Felix grabbed your hand then twirled you, you spun around, but since you were wearing slippers, you slipped and crashed onto him.

He was quick to catch you into his arms and didn't let go, he looked into your eyes then all of sudden, he blurted out, "I love you,"

It took you a moment to process those three words until it fully sank in, then you smiled, "I love you too," you said back to him.

He wasn't sure if you have the same meaning behind those words with him, so he kissed you.

You dropped the shoes you had been carrying onto the pavement, looped your hands around his neck, and kissed him back with the same eagerness.

You broke the kiss to catch a breath, "it took us a long time," you breathlessly said to him.

Felix nodded, agreeing with you, he didn't know that you have just the same feelings for him, and it was the best thing that ever happened to him, having his feelings reciprocated.

If he had known, he would have told you sooner.

The night continued in your hotel room, both of you stumbled inside once you unlocked the room with the keycard, latching your mouth together with Felix pushed your body further inside.

You dropped everything onto the floor as he lifted you, sat you down on a desk, and knocked things off to the floor.

He cupped your face with both hands and looked into your eyes, still couldn't wrap his head around the fact that you love him back.

He pressed a gentle kiss while you slipped your hands under his arms and held him close.

"You feel so surreal," he said against your lips.

You smiled at him and kissed him with all of your heart, "I am real," you told him.

He angled your jaw, and you opened your mouth for him so he could deepen the kiss, drowning you both in sensuous delight.

His hands worked open the zipper of your dress, the noise it made resounding in the quiet of the room, then he slid the dress down until it pooled around your waist.

He didn't waste time to place kisses down your bare chest with hand impatiently unclasped your bra then tossed it aside.

You reclined on the desk and let him savor your breasts, taking it into his mouth in turns with your hand tangled in his soft hair.

When it got too uncomfortable, he carried you to bed and watched your naked body splayed on the bed with nothing on but the silk red underwear you were wearing.

Your body was blotchy red, flustered under his lustful gaze, and ultimately because you were the only one naked while he was still fully clothed.

You sat up on the bed and reached for the lapels of his suit jacket, you took it off by sliding it down his arms. You unbuttoned his shirt next with his eyes intently watched your fingers work to open the button one by one until you finished, then he took it off himself.

You lay back down and watched him unbuckle his belt, your thighs pressed together when he slowly pulled his trousers down along with his underwear until he was fully naked in front of you.

He is gorgeous, despite his slim figure, he has a muscular body and firm muscles to the touch. You whimpered as you felt the muscles contract under your touch when he lowered himself on top of you.

"Make love to me, Felix," you told him.

Felix closed his eyes when he heard the request, it was like you just asked him to do what he had been waiting for all of his life.

His hand tugged the waistband of your underwear and pulled it down, off your legs. He kissed the skin around your heating core, teasing you just the right way, and when he finally landed his mouth on your cunt, you gasped in pleasure.

His mouth felt soft and warm on you, you looked down at him enjoying stimulating you with his mouth with his hands firmly keeping your legs open.

When he deemed the stimulation is enough, he retracted his mouth and settled himself between your legs, and hastily kissed your mouth.

You kept your legs open as he pushed his cock inside you little by little with your moans muffled by his kiss, he groaned into your mouth once he fully sheathed inside you.

You wrapped your legs around his waist with your hands around his neck.

"You feel so right," you breathlessly said to him with his face only inches away from you.

He kissed you again as he began moving, making love to you as you asked him to, with so much care and affection, fluttering little touches here and there.

He took your hand in his and clasped it together as he picked up the pace, "keep your eyes on me," he ordered you.

You obeyed, you locked your eyes with him and didn't dare to look away even for a mere second.

"I love you," he said between his grunts.

"I love you," you said back.

You called out his name out loud as you climaxed and he cum inside you not long after, relishing the moment by peppering your face with his kisses.

You put on his shirt after you got back from the bathroom then lay back down next to him on the bed, which he immediately pulled you into his embrace.

"Do you really have to leave tomorrow?" He asked you.

You slipped your hand under his arm and rested your hand on his back, "technically, it's today," you corrected him.

"Do you really have to leave today?" He asked again.

"Sadly, yeah," you answered.

You moved your hand back to the front to touch his muscles, tracing the outline of his abs with your fingertips.

"Don't leave!" He begged.

"We only live a few hours away from each other," you tried to compromise with him.

"I need you here," he said to your face as she cupped your cheek with his hand.

You sighed in delight, it felt like a discovery that you mean so much to him.

"I'll visit often," you convinced him.

He sighed, knowing that there was no better option since he couldn't promise you anything but tried his best for you.

He buried his head in the crook of your neck, "but it took us a long time to get here," he whined.

You hugged him back, putting your hands on his back, "I know," you sighed.

"We'll find a way," you assured him while rubbing his back in a soothing pattern.

"Can we skip the soppy talk and make out or something?" You playfully asked with a soft laugh as a way to console him.

He lifted his head to face him, "or something?" He asked with eyebrows raised.

You bit your lower lip while seductively smiling and nodding at him, "or something," you repeated.

Felix could settle with this, for now, he didn't want to pressure you to fulfill his selfish wishes, if it's the only way to keep you then he would accept it.

What matters the most is you.

When it was time for you to leave, Felix stood in front of you with a smile yet there was a hint of sadness in his eyes.

You hurriedly hugged him, "I'll come back soon, I promise," you muttered to him.

He hugged you back and tightened his hold around you, "I should have told you sooner," he muttered with regrets.

You pulled away just enough to leave a space between you, "Felix, it's better late than never," you said to him.

He nodded in agreement, pressed his forehead with yours, "Can I visit you sometimes?" He asked.

"Of course!" You shorty replied, "you can visit me anytime,"

"Okay," he smiled at your answer.

You stayed like that, enjoying each other’s presence like the world was made for both of you even though a lot of people were passing by in the train station.

"I should get on the train," you announced and shot him a sad smile.

He softly groaned with his eyes closed.

You laughed at him, adorably sulking like that at you that you couldn't help but gave him a quick peck on the lips.

"The train will leave in a few minutes," you told him.

"Then let it leave," he tightened his hold around you and not willing to let go, "I'll keep you here," he nuzzled his head deep into your neck.

You let him have his way with you, letting him hold you for a few more minutes until he let himself go.

"I'll wait for you," he said to you.

You nodded, "wait for me," you said back.

He kissed you with a hand on your neck, and you kissed him back with your hands around his body.

"I love you," he said again, he wanted to make sure you remember those three words well even if you live so far away.

You smiled against his lips, "I love you too," you replied.

"And I hate to tell you, but I really have to get on the train now," you told him with a frown.

He nodded and slowly let go of you, except you were the one not willing to let go this time. You pulled him for another kiss, pouring all of your heart's contents into the kiss.

Then quickly let go, gently pushed him away before you got the urge to kiss him again.

"Bye," you told him and walked onto the platform, waving your hand at him before getting on the train.

He waved back at you, looking at the last of your smile before you disappeared. He felt a bit sad, but the happiness that came from his dream came true was overwhelming, his heart palpitation for every time he reminded that you are truly his and that you love him back.

He watched as the train leaves, taking you away with it yet he knew that your heart would always be close to his, and keeping it on track.

-

LEVANTER.

Seungmin x reader. (s,f,a)

How can you pack your life in boxes?

In eight big boxes to be precise.

You looked around your almost empty room except for the bed and the study desk that had been accompanied you for these past years of college.

It felt like yesterday you got into college, young and curious, hopeful and eager.

Looking back at it now, you felt like missed but also lived through a lot of things as well. There was gain and loss. You just hoped you got the best of both worlds.

You took a deep breath, and the sound echoed through the still air of the room.

You sat on the end of the bed, hugging your knees, and got unbearably sad at that moment, got hit by the realization that you had to leave this life behind, moving on to a new chapter of your life.

To be honest, it was scary but exciting at the same time. Scary because life gets harder as you get older, but excited to find out more things you are capable of.

Your phone vibrated on the bed, and you picked it up to see an unknown number on the phone screen, you got skeptical but gave in, then pressed accept the call.

"Hello?" You spoke on the phone.

You heard rustles and heavy breathing, then the sound of a car passing by.

"This is Seungmin from 2018, and he wanted to take you on the first date," he said.

You laughed at him, "how are you calling from the past?" You asked him, playing along with his joke.

"By a magic payphone," he answered.

Then you remembered the first time he took you on a date, he called you through the payphone right across the street from your apartment building.

You got up from the bed and walked to the window to see if he was really there, you pulled open the window, and there he was, waving his hand at you with a sly smile on his face from inside the phone booth.

You smiled and waved back at him, "so, where are you taking me for our first date?" You playfully asked him even though you could recount how your first date went in detail.

"Why don't you come down and find out?" He said to you.

He was standing across the street, yet you could see his bright puppy smile that invited you to smile back.

You hung up the phone and quickly put on something decent for the spontaneous date, tossed your things into your purse, then jogged downstairs.

Your heart was beating fast, your breath quickened from the running mixed with the excitement of going to meet him in a matter of seconds.

You waited until there was no car, then crossed the street, saw him standing there waiting for you with his hands deep in the pockets of his jacket.

"Hi," you bashfully said.

He sheepishly smiled at you, "Hi," he said back.

And it was awkward, exactly like the first time you were on a date with him, and he scratched the back of his neck when he didn't know what to say next.

You laughed, "shall we go now?" You asked him.

He nodded, "yes,"

You walked on the pavement with you staying on the inner side but this time, he didn't hesitate to hold your hand and intertwined it with his.

It was winter when you had our first date, he took you to ice skate in the park, and he took you to the same ice rink you went to.

You sat on the bench as he put on the shoes for you then looked up at you, "is it too tight?" He asked you once he finished strapping the shoes for you.

You shook your head.

Looking down at him and the fluff of his hair gave you the urge to kiss him, and so you did.

You gave him a quick peck on the lips, then smiled, "thank you," you muttered.

He got up then held his hand out at you, you took it, letting him lead you inside the ice rink, and held on to him as the slippery ice welcomed you.

"I'm still bad at it," you informed him.

You were never good at any activity that required body balance, and that was why you always bump your knees into things, you are clumsy like that.

He took both of your hands on his and held them tight, "you can hold onto me," he assured you.

Seungmin helped you ice skate through the rink, doing a few laps together with him holding you close and keeping you steady.

"You're getting good at this!" He praised.

One praise and you lost your balance, slipped on the ice, fell on your back. You had seen this coming, and it didn't come as a surprise anymore.

"I'm okay," you quickly said to him.

He helped you get up and all of a sudden, pulled you into a hug. He put his hands around your waist and held you close, he didn't care about the existence of other people in the rink.

You put your hand around his neck and hugged him back, "is it to save me from embarrassment?" You joked.

He softly laughed, "No, I'm just so proud of you," he said.

"For falling?" You joked again.

"For getting up," he answered.

You placed a sneaky peck on his neck then whispered to him, "can you let go now it's getting embarrassing," you told him.

He slowly pulled away, but he was quick to place a kiss on your lips with a hand splayed on your jaw.

"Let's go do another lap," he said with a blank expression like he didn't just kiss you a few seconds ago.

"Yeah, sure," you breathlessly replied.

After ice skating, he took you to a convenience store, also the same one where he took you on the first date. He remembered exactly what you bought that day, a cup of noodles with a sausage, a bottle of lychee tea, and a bag of potato chips.

You laughed when he placed all of that in front of you on the table, "oh, you missed something!" You told him with a glare.

He stopped from pulling the chair, "what?"

"You forgot the string cheese," you answered.

His mouth hung open in slight shock, "okay, wait here, I'll get it for you,"

You quickly grabbed his hand and forced him to sit down, "just sit down, please?" You ordered.

And he sat down, scooted his chair closer to you, then ate your noodles together.

As you sat there watching him eating, you realized he was different from the first time he went on a date with you. He was awkward, fidgety and there was an edge to his voice whenever he talked, unsure of the words he said. But he changed now, he got confident, he knew how to be around you and provide comfort for you. Things that hadn't changed are his loving gaze and that smile of his that always put you at ease in an instant.

You scooted closer to him and rested your head on his shoulder, "since when did you get this much cooler?" You teased.

He nuzzled his head against yours, "since when did you become this clingy?" He asked back.

You chuckled even though he knew what was the reason you became so clingy to him.

"You were so nervous on our first date, and I listened to you singing under your breath to calm yourself down," you told him, looping your hand around his arm.

He laced your hand with yours on your lap, "I like you so much that was why I got so nervous," he answered with such coy as if his answer didn't make your heart just skip a beat.

You turned your head at him, "what about now?"

"I like you less," he shortly replied.

You pouted.

And he kissed your pout, "but I love you more,"

You groaned at him and hid your face in his neck, "cringe!" You exclaimed and squeezed his hand for comfort.

The last thing you did on your first date was take him to the studio on the campus where you worked on your sculpture, you didn't have anything to show him now since you just graduated, but he still took you there.

You flipped the switch, and lights started flooding the studio with the smell of clay and paints welcomed you both as you stepped in further.

You took him there to show him a sculpture you were working on for an assignment, you led his hand to touch the hardening clay, then he got panicked thinking that he had just broken a piece, making you laugh at how adorable he looked.

And that was when he kissed you for the first time.

You still got the butterflies when the memory flashed through your head.

Sadly, I don't have any sculpture to show you," you told him.

You took his hands, led him to the sofa that is a prop for a model to pose for paintings or sculptures, then pushed him onto it.

He plopped down with a low thud along with a yelp, "ouch!" He exclaimed.

You giggled, then took a few steps in front of him, close enough for him to see the whole you.

"But I got something else to show you," you said with a seductive smile.

You kicked your shoes away with giggles, your eyes looked into him as you tugged the hem of your blouse, then pulled it off of you.

"Since when did you get this bold, mmh?" Seungmin beamed then looked around the place, afraid that someone was around, and when he was sure there were only the two of you there, he slouched on the sofa and looked at you again.

You unzipped your skirt next, then let it fall onto the floor.

Low whimpers escaped through his gritted teeth as Seungmin looked at you standing in front of him, naked except for the matching underwear in pale pink colors.

"Come here!" He ordered with his hands outstretched at you.

You walked up to him and took his hands as he pulled you onto his lap.

"Is this what you're trying to show me?" He asked you with his hands gripped each side of your hips.

You nodded with a sly smile on your face.

"You drive me crazy," he told you, then crashed his lips against you.

The kiss took your breath away, and you barely functioning as he took the rest of your undergarments then lay you down naked on the sofa.

He kneeled at the end of the sofa, hastily taking his clothes off and letting them fall onto the floor.

"I usually don't let myself be reckless like this," he told you as he lowered himself on top of you.

"But you're so hard to resist," he finished, then sank his mouth on you.

The sex was painstakingly slow, each thrust went deeper than the previous, and Seungmin didn't break eye contact even for a mere second.

"Always taking me so well," he praised you as he placed a gentle kiss.

You didn't hold back from moaning and let it resound in the studio, it was somehow arousing to have sex in a place where you worked, added to the fact that someone might walk in on you at any time.

"So good, Seungmin," you told him as his cock nudged the right spot inside you.

Seungmin propped a hand next to your head to continue moving against you, putting a bit more strength and thrusting harder into you.

You moaned his name repeatedly and heard you calling his name heavy with lust in it riled him the best way.

"I'm going to cum inside you," he informed you.

"I want you to keep it inside for me,"

He lay a hand flat on your abdomen, watching as his cock went in and out of you at a sloppy pace.

"You're going to take all of me," he said to you, then went still for a few seconds as his orgasm hit him.

His eyes flicked to your fucked out face, also reeling from the climax you earned earlier.

Seungmin dug his cock deeper to release all of his seed in you, "yes, take all of me," he breathlessly cooed at you.

When he pulled out, he quickly reached for your underwear on the floor then put it on you, preventing his cum from leaking out of you.

You both stayed on the sofa, cuddling and enjoying each other’s touches against the quiet of the studio.

"This first date thing," you put your fingers in between his, "is a good idea," you said.

Seungmin tenderly kissed your knuckles.

"I love it!" You exclaimed.

"I'm glad," he said to you.

He caressed your cheek with so much love and care, tried to make a blueprint of your face then etched it onto his mind.

"Don't worry about anything," he suddenly said.

"You were born to do great things," he continued, then traced your jaw with his index finger.

And you hated to be reminded that he wouldn't be there witnessing all of the great things you'll achieve.

You closed your eyes and tried to push the tears away from coming out, "we'll achieve our dreams," you optimistically said to him despite having to do it in separate ways.

You shut him up with kisses, stopping the conversation from going in the direction you didn't want it to go, then buried your head in his chest.

You drank his scent for you couldn't get the exact same scent anywhere in the world, a scent of him, a scent that gives you comfort and warmth, a scent that would remind you of his loving embrace.

The night was getting late when he walked you back to your apartment, and the streets were getting empty, you stopped walking next to the phone booth.

"Is it really the magic payphone?" You asked him.

He nodded, "you just need to punch the number of the years you wanted, and you'll be connected to the you from that year," he said.

You chuckled at him.

"If you don't trust me, just try it," he said to you in a mocking tone.

You took the handle of the phone and pushed it close to your ear, you heard the dialing tone then hummed as you think of a number, "I'll call the 19 years old me so that would be 2019," you said the pushed the number on the keypad.

It didn't link to any number, but you pretended, "oh hello, it's you from the future," you began.

"I know that you have a boyfriend named Kim Seungmin and you'll be having burgers for lunch later," you continued.

You looked at him, smiling because he knew what you were about to say.

"You should tell him about your allergy so he wouldn't order you a burger with shrimp on it," you spoke with your eyes squinted at him.

"I'm saving you from the embarrassment of him seeing you all bloated and red, I know you could die from the allergy, but the shame lasts an eternity," you talked to the phone even though it played the disconnected tone.

"Make good choices!" You said.

You pushed the phone back to your ear to add something, "but can you keep the guy?"

You nodded as if the one you talked to was right in front of you, "yes, he's a keeper, you shouldn't let him go, no matter what,"

"Things might get rough after but hang in there!" you finished, then hung up.

Seungmin shrugged with his hands turned up, "see? It works!"

You rolled your eyes rather dramatically and let him take his turn, "your turn, now!"

He stepped into the phone booth, and you stayed inside with him, squeezing the two of you together.

Seungmin took the handle of the phone and confidently punched the number 2018, he waited as if the phone really connected.

"Hey Seungmin, it's you from four years later, don't worry you graduated with honors so you can slack off a bit," he began.

"Just a little, I said," he added.

"I know it would be the first day of college, and you are nervous, but at the end of the day, you'll meet a beautiful girl near the fountain in the campus garden," he said with his eyes looking at you.

"You'll know it's her. She has a beautiful smile, and the moon was shining so bright that night, but it couldn't match the brightness of her smile," he said.

You smiled at him as you intently listened to his words.

"She'll make a fool out of you, turn you a bit loopy, you can't sleep because you keep thinking about her," he nodded along to his own words.

"She's as beautiful as the art she makes," he added.

Seungmin sighed as he shifted his weight to his other foot and placed a hand on the booth on your side, slightly leaning at you.

"I hate to tell you this, but you'll part ways with her at one point," he sadly uttered.

"She'll be going away to chase her dreams, and so do you," he said with his eyes closed as if that hurt him from the inside.

"Because that's life, it's fucking suck," he cursed out loud

You never heard him curse like that before, but you understood from the resentment you felt in his words, he hated the world for separating you.

"But you'll always be in love with her, you'll always remember the moments you had together for life," he sadly muttered.

You swallowed the hot lump growing in your throat from holding back your tears, "and I pray that you will be able to survive losing her," he said.

And you couldn't stop your tears from falling, you cried as he too choked on his breath trying not to break down in front of you.

Seungmin cleared his throat before continuing to speak into the phone.

"And I pray that she will come back to you if she can," he finished, and his voice got broke at the end of the sentence.

You broke down against him, crying into his chest while clutching the lapels of his jacket.

You got sad because it felt so unfair to you, you found just the right person to be with you, yet the world kept wanting to separate you. You will never get how the world works, but the unfairness of it all angers you to no end.

Seungmin held you tight, then kissed the top of your head, "I told her everything already," he said into the phone, "it's all good now," he ended the call, then put the phone back.

He held you tight inside the cramped space of the phone booth, your cries resounding, and your tears seeped into his clothes.

"I love you," he hoarsely said to you, then tipped your head to place a kiss on your forehead.

He let you rest your head on his chest again, one hand rubbing your back and the other gently patting your head, "I love you," he muttered again.

He pressed his mouth on the top of your head, "It's all good now."

-

SECRET SECRET.

I.N x reader. (s,f)

It's not hard to know that Seungmin has feelings for you.

When everyone laughed, he looked at you, watching your reactions and also because your smile is that pretty, or Jeongin thought so.

And Jeongin had been witnessing all these subtle things Seungmin did around you, like how he liked to secretly watch over you and quickly looked away before you notice, or that he liked paying close attention to you when you talked to him like you were the only person existing in the world.

Then there were times he was being obvious like he would sulk when you got too close to the other members that Jeongin couldn't help but laugh at his pettiness.

You are the closest to Jeongin because you knew him long before you knew everyone else.

He could easily tell you about Seungmin, but that wouldn't be fair to Seungmin, and Jeongin has no right to tell you.

Jeongin sent you off after a night out together and watched you get into a taxi with Seungmin with him.

When the two of them got into the elevator, he tapped Seungmin’s shoulder until he looked over at him.

"You like her, don't you?" He asked Seungmin.

Seungmin got startled, "Uhm... no," he stuttered his words, the answer didn't match his cheeks which were blushing profusely.

Jeongin softly chuckled, "It's okay. I'll keep it a secret," he told him.

Seungmin got quiet and his body went rigid in front of him, when the elevator door slid open, the quickly got out as if trying to escape Jeongin's drilling questions.

When he unlocked the door to the dorm though, he considered something, and Jeongin waited behind him.

Seungmin slowly turned around to face Jeongin, "do you think you can set us up for a date?" He asked him with so much hesitancy in his voice.

Jeongin put his hand on his shoulder, "why are you so tense? It's just me," he said to him.

Seungmin shrugged, "I never like someone this much," he foolishly admitted.

And Jeongin could feel the sincerity in Seungmin's words, he likes you that much he couldn't contain it anymore.

Jeongin felt obligated to help him since he is the one closest to him, "I'll help you, don't worry!" He assured him.

Seungmin sighed as if half of the effort has done by saying it.

"Now, can you unlock the door so we can get in?" Jeongin reminded him since they were still standing outside the door of their dorm.

Seungmin laughed because he felt like a fool, then hurriedly unlocked the door to let them both in.

Jeongin successfully secured a date for you and Seungmin, the plan was to go to the movies together then he would part with you after so the two of you could have the rest of the day together.

"She doesn't drink soda," Jeongin reminded Seungmin.

"That I know," Seungmin said.

"She likes caramel popcorn, she can't eat spicy food, and she's allergic to shrimp so I suggest avoiding seafood for dinner," he informed.

"Is there anything else? Things that I hadn't known before?" Seungmin seriously asked him.

Jeongin rolled his eyes because he just told him that now, he then think of all the pet peeves you have, "she hates someone who talks during movies, makes noise while eating, and is a messy eater," he added.

Seungmin heavily sighed, "well, I'm not Changbin so I shouldn't worry," he savagely remarked.

Jeongin laughed at him, "and oh, she doesn't like flowers,"

Seungmin scrunched his nose in confusion, "why?"

"Because she can't eat them," Jeongin lightly answered.

"Huh?"

Jeongin laughed again, "she'd rather receive food as a gift than flowers,"

"Oh!" Seungmin exclaimed, "she's interesting!" Seungmin said with that foolish smile of him.

"I know," Jeongin said, and it might have slipped his mouth, but every one can easily agree that you are different from other girls.

it also mazed him how much he knows about you more than he knows himself.

Jeongin elbowed Seungmin when he saw you coming their way.

"Am I late?" You asked them the moment you got in front of them.

Seungmin shook his head, "no, you actually come right on time," he said.

Jeongin's hand reached for a strand of stray hair and put it behind your ear, "the movie is about to start in fifteen minutes,"

"I don't like waiting long for movies as long as we got enough time to buy popcorn," Seungmin said.

You gasped, "oh my God, yes, me too!"

Jeongin watched as you and Seungmin went to buy popcorn and drinks for the three of you.

You got to sit in the middle between Jeongin and Seungmin, you shared a bucket of caramel popcorn with Seungmin while Jeongin enjoyed his butter popcorn.

"Why are we watching a horror movie?" You asked Seungmin.

"Because you like horror, right?" He asked you back.

You nodded.

You turned your head at Jeongin, who watched the movie through his half-shut eyes, "you can hold my hands if you're scared," you whispered to him, then offered your hand to him on the armrest of the seat.

He glared at you but you shot him a grin instead.

"Do not hesitate to hide on my shoulder," you teased him.

But Jeongin, fortunately, survived the horror movie with dignity still intact even though he had to close his eyes so tight when the scary scenes came on the screen.

You linked your arms with theirs and led them out of the cinema, "so, what are we having for dinner?" You asked them.

"I know a place," Seungmin quickly suggested a place.

Jeongin shot a glance at Seungmin and he quickly shot him a knowing glance back, gesturing that he knew what he was doing.

Jeongin was impressed that Seungmin chose just the right restaurant, and he saw you just as impressed with Seungmin’s choice.

"I've never been here before," you beamed as you looked around.

"I once went here to try the pasta," Seungmin answered as he slid the menu to you on the table.

You scanned the list of foods on the menu but couldn't decide on one, "why don't you recommend something for me," you said to him.

Seungmin was more than happy to do it, he smiled then looked down at the menu, explaining the foods he had here before.

Jeongin saw as both of your heads huddled close together across the table, laughing and talking, and Seungmin couldn't stop smiling.

And Jeongin took it as a cue that it was time for him to leave.

He cleared his throat and pretended to read a text on his phone, "I'm sorry, guys, but I think I have to go," he said to you and Seungmin.

Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion, "why?" You asked him.

"My mom needs me to buy her something," Jeongin answered as he took a jacket from the empty seat next to him.

"Can you do it later after dinner?" You asked.

Jeongin shook his head, "you know she wouldn't text me if it's not urgent," he explained.

"Well," you pouted, "be careful then!" You told him as he headed toward the exit.

You and Seungmin waved at him as he exited the restaurant.

When Jeongin walked out of the restaurant and watched you and Seungmin together, he felt something tugged in his chest, and it was probably because he felt like he wasn't part of the picture anymore.

But he should be happy that he paired you up with someone reliable like Seungmin and he likes you so much, plus, both of you are his good friends, he couldn't be happier.

Then again, why he was feeling the opposite?

He felt... something is not right.

And Jeongin had been walking for only God knows how long, if it wasn't for the raindrops hitting his face, he wouldn't realize it.

So he stood there, let the rain wash away his worries, and let it fall with every drop of rain until the end of his fingertips.

After a few weeks, Jeongin took it that the relationship between you and Seungmin was going well because he had seen Seungmin going out with you a few times now.

At one point, Jeongin got curious that he asked Seungmin about it but tried not to sound obvious.

"Are you going somewhere?" He asked Seungmin.

Seungmin showed him a combination of outfits at him, but Jeongin shook his head, disagreed with his choice of jeans.

"I'm going to tell her today," Seungmin asked.

Jeongin stopped trailing his hands on the hanging clothes, "That's... that's great!" He half-heartedly said.

Seungmin took the jeans Jeongin had picked for him, "I'm still not sure if she likes me back, but I have a good feeling about this," he confidently stated while checking out his appearance in the mirror.

"But you went out with her several times already, shouldn't you have known by now?" Jeongin asked as he leaned his back against the wall.

"I know right? I shouldn't worry too much," Seungmin replied, even though that didn't answer Jeongin's question.

Jeongin became restless from that moment.

He regretted asking Seungmin in the first place because sometimes ignorance is bliss.

Seungmin came home earlier than he had expected, and a blank expression on his face.

Jeongin worried for him because he had never seen him like this, "are you alright? What happened?" He asked with his voice tinted with concern.

Seungmin went to the kitchen then poured himself a glass of water but didn't drink it, he just held the glass in his hand.

"I tell her everything..." Seungmin spoke so low as he tried to take a grasp of reality.

Jeongin tipped his head to the side in curiosity, "and then what happened?" He asked.

"She..." Seungmin sighed and gripped his glass tighter that his knuckles turned white.

"She just left without saying anything," he finished.

Jeongin jerked his head away in disbelief, that wasn't something you would do, because he knows how outspoken and straightforward you are as a person.

He wondered what happened to you? He got worried that he couldn't stay still, he hurriedly took his things and went to your place.

He knocked on your door a few times, "it's me," he announced.

"Can you open the door for me, please?" He pleaded.

He didn't hear anything from behind the door, but he believed you were inside, and he started to get panicked the longer you didn't open the door for him.

"I know what happened," he weakly said.

"I just want to see if you're alright,"

He knocked again a few times more for you to finally open the door.

You were crying, and he could see that from the puffy, red eyes and your hair was a mess.

"Are you okay?" He asked you.

You didn't say anything but headed back inside and let the door open to let him in. Jeongin followed you after closing the door behind him.

"Can you please say something?" He asked.

You stood there in the middle of the room looking out at the window, at the rain pouring outside and lightly tapping the glass.

He walked up to you, and you looked at him but didn't say anything to him.

"Can you tell me what happened?" Jeongin began as he put a hand on your arm.

"Didn't you say you know what happened?" You asked him back with such bitterness.

Jeongin sighed, but he understood your unpleasantness, "but why?" He asked you.

"Seungmin likes you so much," he said to you while searching for your eyes.

You put his hand away from you, "if you don't have anything else to say, you might as well just leave," you told him.

He sighed again and grabbed your hand by the wrist, "if you don't like him but feel bad for saying so, I can help you with it," he said.

You yanked your hand away and looked him in the eyes, "I like him," you said.

"I like him as a friend," you corrected, "especially because he's your friend,"

Jeongin nodded, "I can help you trying to-"

"And because I thought you like me," you meekly said to him.

Your eyes brimming with tears again as if those words were painful to admit.

"I always like you, Jeongin," you said to him.

"And I keep waiting, hoping that someday you'll say it to me," you muttered with tears streaming down your face, and you roughly wiped it with the back of your hand.

Jeongin's heart shrank as he looked at how vulnerable you were to him at that exact moment.

"And seeing you setting me up with someone else only means you don't like me, right?" You asked, your voice broke at the end of the sentence.

"I get it now, so can you please leave? I want to be alone," you told him as you swallowed the hot tears and wiped them away.

You walked to your bed and curled up on it, facing the window to see the rain that was somehow mimicked the tears that won't stop spilling out of your eyes.

You felt a hand on your arm and you turned your head to see Jeongin, sitting on the bed next to you and without warning, pressing his lips on you.

You pushed him away just enough, "Jeongin, what-"

He placed a kiss on your mouth again and lay beside you on the bed, pinned you down under him with a hand keeping your head still as he kissed you down.

"I like you too," he said to you with his face hovered above you.

"I like you so much that I can barely breathe," he breathlessly muttered with his eyes looking deep into yours.

"Jeongin..." you hoarsely called his name.

"I'm sorry that I kept you waiting," he said.

You held his face with your hands and brought it close to kiss him again. You opened your mouth for him to let him taste you more and let him put his weight on you to fully feel him on top of you.

You held him so close, so tight, then kissed him again on the mouth. You took his sweater off because you got the urge to feel his skin under your touch.

Jeongin couldn't ignore the strike of burning desire inside of him, and he let his hand glide down your body, admiring your curve and the softness of your skin.

With your legs hooked around his, Jeongin rubbed his growing bulge against your crotch repeatedly, seeking more friction with your body.

With your mouth latched with his, you moved your hands down to his jeans to snap open the button and unzip it without looking. After you successfully did, you slipped your hand inside to stroke his length in your hand.

He softly groaned against your mouth, he pulled the hem of your dress and impatiently put your underwear to the side to feel your wetness.

There was no excuse for him to be this haste, but he needed to be inside you, it was something that he couldn't perceive logically. The urge was just there, uncontrollable and almost primal.

Jeongin put your hand away so he could pull his jeans down enough to let his erection sprung free.

And the urge got out of control when you spread your legs out for him, "it's okay, I'm on the pill," you told him.

Jeongin teased your cunt with his fingers, milking your arousal until you got drenched in your arousal.

He positioned himself between your legs then slowly pushed his length inside while continuously groaning at how overwhelming you felt around him.

"You feel so good, oh," you breathlessly said when he fully buried inside you.

Jeongin groaned and kneeled on the bed, he pulled the cleavage of your dress down to expose your breasts.

He squeezed on the flesh and pinched on the nipples before finally starting moving against you.

And you looked at him the whole time he was fucking you, only shifted your gaze to see his cock slipping in and out of you and your eyes snapped back to him.

His jaws clenched, his mouth slightly parted open with a few low grunts slipped past, and his eyes pierced yours through his gaze.

Jeongin took a fistful of the front of your dress in his hand as leverage, then picked up the pace of his thrusts.

And you muffled your moans by pressing your lips together as he fucked you senseless, hands gripping his thighs on the bed.

Jeongin couldn't ask for a better view than this, seeing you fall apart underneath him, moaning a mix of pain and pleasure sounds, your breasts jiggling with every hard thrust he did on you.

His eyes went lower to where his cock going inside you, your tight cunt wrapped around his length so deliciously he didn't want to have it any other way.

He cursed under his breath as he thrust into you so hard it shattered you from the inside, you moaned out loud with mouth agape.

He felt you clench and sucked him in deeper, he knew you just cum around him.

And he kept going even though it was overwhelming to do so, and when he thought it couldn't get any better, a surge of immense pleasure ran through his body. He went as shallow as possible when he cum inside you, planting his seed so deep inside you with a hand that pinched the flesh of your thigh.

It felt like he just marked you down with his cum inside you.

And you looked like a beautiful mess to him as you rubbed his forearms while blissfully smiling at him.

"Did we just do that?" You asked him in disbelief.

Jeongin nodded with a faint smirk on his face.

"I think I tore your dress," he said to you when he spotted the torn fabric on the cleavage of your dress.

You lowly chuckled at him, "I can always buy a new one," you told him.

Somehow you both found it hot having sex out of impulse fully clothed like that.

He lowered himself on top of you, kissed your mouth, then kissed down your neck with his hand cupping your breast.

You held him close with your hands around his, "what about Seungmin?" You suddenly asked.

Jeongin propped an elbow against the mattress, "I'll talk it out with him," he replied.

"No, it's okay, I'll talk with him," you offered because it was between you and Seungmin in the first place.

"Were you going to keep it a secret if I didn't say anything about it?" You asked him.

Jeongin meekly nodded, "I'm afraid that I would only break our friendship," he answered.

You traced his sharp jaw with your fingertips while sadly smiling at him, relieved that there was nothing to hide from him anymore.

"No more secret," you said to him.

Except that Jeongin still has another secret inside of him, a secret that he wanted to keep a little longer because you probably wouldn't be ready for it yet.

The three words that would forever bind you with him, making you truly his.

But Jeongin nodded at your words, he swiped his big thumb over your lips before placing a tender kiss on you.

"No more secret," he repeated.

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