hyunjin’s

Hell, you didn’t even pay attention to the plot in the first place and the steamy make out session the main leads are now in, aren’t exactly helping. God you had to mentally facepalm yourself at how horny you are right now, but who can blame you? Now that you thought about it you realized you haven’t spent a proper time with Hyunjin for at least a month now.

Today was a hard earned rest day for Hyunjin so it was supposed to be just an innocent, sitting-on-the-couch-doing-nothing date, which you totally appreciate and love, but it’s so hard to sit still when your core is literally throbbing.

Today was a hard earned rest day for Hyunjin so it was supposed to be just an innocent, sitting-on-the-couch-doing-nothing date, which you totally appreciate and love, but it’s so hard to sit still when your core is literally throbbing.

“Baby, you okay? Your cheeks are all red,” a concerned Hyunjin suddenly asked, snapping you out of your daze.

Fuck.

“What? Y-yeah I’m okay,” you squeaked, feeling the heat of your cheeks with the back of your hand.

“You’re a bad liar, princess…” Hyunjin smiled mischievously as he made intense eye contact with you, knowing full well how much that pet name affects you. You, on the other hand, whimpered under his penetrating gaze, squirming at his pet name.

“Fine, I’m horny,” you admitted shyly. “I’ve been horny ever since you came home.”

Hyunjin smirked “Well, why didn’t you do something about it, hm?” he teased, but he knows better at how much more he had been thinking about you.

You shrugged. “But today is your well deserved off day! I figured you wouldn’t want to do any cardio today…” you trailed off.

Hyuniin smiled and kissed your temple sweetly.

“Aww, but fingering you isn’t cardio… is it?” your boyfriend whispered, fingers bunching up his hoodie you’re wearing.

Your breath hitched but grabbed his wrist from reaching further. Instead, you turned around and straddled a confused Hyunjin.

“Want you inside me,” you mumbled, face burning, hiding your face into Hyunjin’s chest.

He smiled and gently lifted your chin to look at him. “Are you sure?” he asked tenderly.

His heart swelled at the fact that you trust him so much to let him inside you, even if it wasn’t the first time you had sex with him. But he also knew that you still felt the sting during penetrative sex, and he never wanted you to feel uncomfortable.

You nodded fiercely. Oh how you wanted him so much, how you wanted Hyunjin so bad.

“Want you please, Jinnie….” you pleaded, already rocking on his thigh because the fire in your core is getting unbearably hot.

Hyunjin wasted no time in melding his tongue with yours, the movie in the background still playing. His hand finds your hips under the hoodie, gripping to them tightly.

His other hand came up to run across your nipples, pulling a squeak from you, rolling and pinching them between his nimble fingers, until they harden under attention.

Little did you know, Hyunjin was so desperate for you too, wanting to fuck you the minute he came home, but figured he might appear too horny and scare you off.

So he just planned for a lazy date. If only he knew how you felt…

Now Hyunjin kissed across your jaw, moving down to pepper kisses all over your neck.

“Missed.” A kiss. “You.” Another kiss. “So much…” He licked and sucked a hickey on the side of your neck, thumb rubbing circles on your damp panties.

You whined and signaled your boyfriend to go faster, having Hyunjin laugh and take off your panties.

“Gonna stretch you out, okay?” he pecked your lips sweetly, before slipping two fingers into you, the pad of his fingers curling at the sweet spot that makes your legs turn to jelly. You moaned at the feeling and fisted at Hyunjin’s shirt.

“You like that baby?” Hyunjin teased, thumb pressing your bundle of nerves.

You nodded with pleading eyes. “M…More,” you whined, barely audible.

Hyunjin scissored his fingers and added one more, thrusting a few times before you came around him, coating his fingers thickly, his name rolling off sweetly on your tongue.

He continued to rub your bud the way you like it, until you whimpered, thighs quivering from overstimulation.

“Poor baby is so sensitive, hm?” he cooed at your bliss covered face. You nodded shyly.

“Clean,” he said simply, holding his juice covered fingers in front of your mouth.

And clean you did, deep throating his fingers to the knuckle while making eye contact. It must’ve taken him off guard because Hyunjin’s eyes darkened with lust.

“Fuck, you’re so hot princess,” he muttered, coming up to attach your lips.

You broke the kiss and reached down to tug at his shirt, to which he teared off in 3 seconds. You connected your lips again, wriggling his sweatpants down and tracing the outline of his bulge on his boxers.

Then you palmed him with more pressure, making Hyunjin moan and throw his head back. In no time, you discarded his boxers as well and his dick sprung free from the contrains.

His cock stand proud and flushing at the tip. You instinctively licked your lips at his girth, your boyfriend looking at you hotly.

You traced your finger over his abs slowly, enjoying how Hyunjin fluttered his eyes and gulped when you got close to his cock.

Wrapping your hands around his dick, you noticed how you can’t even hold all of him with your fingers stretched out.

You gave him a few pumps to spread his pre-cum, thumb swiping across his slit when you came up, the way he likes it. Hyunjin groaned at the feeling, grabbing your thighs tightly.

You slowly lowered yourself on his dick, Hyunjin’s hand wrapped around your waist for support.

You had only got the tip in before your desperation got the best of you and you sat the whole way down in one quick move.

Hyunjin’s eyes widened comically and quickly but gently pulled you off of him.

You were luckily he pulled you out fast because that felt like you shoved an entire sword up your cunt.

The burn in your walls made you squeak in pain and your eyes water, so you closed them and just focused on a slightly panicked Hyunjin stroking your hair and asking if you’re okay.

“Baby, you’re gonna hurt yourself if you do that…” Hyunjin mumbled, worried, caressing your inner thigh. “It’s only the second time and I haven’t stretched you in a long time…” He kissed your forehead.

You opened your eyes to meet his, that are full of hurt, hurt that he made you feel painful.

“I’m fine, it’s not like I have a label of ‘Caution: Fragile, Handle with Care’, ” you joked and air quoted, lightening the mood.

Hyunjin huffed, but you can see him visibly relax.

“Not funny. I thought I seriously hurt you or something.”

“Oh but baby, you can never hurt me,” you said sincerely, kissing his nose. Your heart swelled at his concern for you.

“I just crave you so much, Jinnie,” you pouted.

“And I’m right here, baby. I’m not going anywhere, so you can take your time, hm?” your boyfriend reassures you, eyes full of warmth and love for you, causing butterflies in your stomach.

“Wanna try again?” he asked softly.

You nodded and quickly got into position, hovering your hips above him. This time, Hyunjin’s grip around your waist is stronger.

You looped your arms around his shoulders and slowly lowered your hips, hissing at the way he stretched your cunt.

Bit by bit, with his encouragement, he finally bottomed out, fingers digging into your ass at the warmth of your core, his bulge evident on your stomach.

Biting his lip, he grabbed your hand and traced the bulge of his dick on your soft skin.

“Fuck, you’re driving me crazy baby,” he whispered lowly, breath uneven because it’s been a long time since he’s felt this, since he’s felt you. You shivered at the thought of him being so deep inside you.

“Can we stay like this for a while Jinnie?” you pleaded. It’s the first time in forever since you’ve felt so full of your boyfriend, filled to the brim with Hyunjin.

He pecked your lips and nodded, hands running up and down your thigh. He must’ve thought your thighs felt cold, because he wordlessly grabbed a blanket and wrapped it gently over your exposed thighs.

It’s these little things that make you fall in love with him even more. This, and how he is looking at you with so much adoration in his hazel eyes, makes your eyes teary.

The thing is that Hyunjin falls deeply and blindly in love. He has a pure heart that he wears on his sleeve. He shows his emotions genuinely when he’s happy, sad, angry, jealous.

He let his heart lead him instead of his head most of the time, and it is honestly a wonderful character in Hyunjin that makes you wonder if this sweet boy was fiction, written by imagination.

But it is also this trait of him that makes your throat tighten when you thought of what he went though, or more specifically, what he went through in his past toxic relationship.

Because Hyunjin is a such a sweet and simple soul, he can be so vulnerable in front of love. Piece by piece, he gave himself to his lover, only for her to fumble it and drop it.

You knew because you were there, at the bar, wishing that if you hugged him tight enough, you can fit all of his pieces together again.

And it took him a hard time, months of weeping and grieving, before his heart is barely mended by you and his friends, before he turned to you, shyly asking if he could buy you a drink.

It is easy to shatter Hyunjin in a million pieces and you can’t bear to see it ever happening again. And you swear you wouldn’t let it happen again.

He once admitted that he didn’t see his girlfriend was mistreating him until you talked him out of it, and it makes your heart sink when you think of him being treated everything less than he deserves.

He deserves the world, and everything good.

And you. You hope you deserve him.

You’re reminded once again how terribly out of league Hyunjin is, and it makes you feel failing as his girlfriend, yet you never want to let him go.

Your arms tightened around Hyunjin’s neck, face buried in his chest as you sobbed, pulling him impossibly closer to you.

Hyunjin eyes goes wide. “Is it too much, baby?” he asked, concerned.

You leaned back and shook your head. Hyunjin thumbed away a tear running down your cheek as you spoke,

“It’s just… I just love you so much it fucking hurts, and I’m so sorry you had to deal with being mistreated, or just any hate people would throw at you.”

“And sometimes I’d feel… helpless, like I’m not enough when I can’t defend you, when your name is chewed up and spat online, it just makes me want to cry because I can’t do anything…” you rambled. The tears are slipping nonstop down your face now, and your gaze dropped to his stomach.

Hyunjin sighed softly.

“Baby look at me.” he says, his eyes glassy when you did.

“I’m sorry if you ever felt like you needed to do anything. All I ever wanted from you, is to take care of yourself when I’m not there. And, to be right here… for me to love,” he spoke gently.

And when you looked into his eyes, you can see stars in them, shining brightly, only for you.

“Because whenever I feel like I’m alone against the world, painted in blue and grey, and I feel like shit,” he paused, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

“As long as you’re here, I’ll be okay,” he continued, voice cracking at his love for you.

“Because your love paints me all the colours in a rainbow, or, you know, you are the rainbow,” You both share a small laugh at his metaphor. “Anyway- you get it.”

“And that’s the only thing that matters to me,” he finally whispered and kissed the back of your hand that was on his shoulder. “So please don’t ever say that you’re not enough for me… Because you are my whole world.”

Heart hammering, you can’t even speak. Not when Hyunjin says he loves you in the most poetic and romantic way possible. He’s still looking at you so very fondly when you crashed your lips together, moaning, fingers digging into more, more Hyunjin.

He does the same, hands running everywhere, twitching inside you. You’re surrounded by Hyunjin, and only Hyunjin, and you wanted nothing more.

Soon you pulled away reluctantly, gasping for breath, a string of saliva still connecting the both of you.

He looked like a mess, tears and saliva glistening on his face, lips red and swollen, hair sticking up. But you smiled to yourself because if anything, he was your mess.

Both teary eyed and flustered but smiling ear to ear, you leaned up to peck his lips again.

“I can’t believe you just said all that to me. That makes my ‘I love you’ sound so lame and boring,” you laughed.

“Yeah, it kind of does,” Hyunjin teased, to which you scrunched your nose. “But I’ll never get bored of you saying it to me.”

You smiled back.

“Anyway, wanna do something about this?” you gestured at the bulge on your stomach.

Hyunjin looked down and dropped his mouth open in realization. “I can’t believe we forgot to fuck,” he giggled.

“Yeah but… this is really nice too. You know, cockwarming,” you blushed.

Hyunjin smirked. “Yep, but I think I’ll literally burst if I don’t fuck you, like right now,” he said, a bit strained, cock twitching restlessly inside you.

“Then, I’m all yours,” you replied cheekily.

And Hyunjin wasted no time in pushing your back against the couch, hovering above you, before his lips came crashing to yours. With one hand supporting his weight, his other grabbed your leg and wrapped it around his hips.

His thrusts were slow and deep, not hurried to reach his high, but more on making you feel every drag of his cock against your walls.

Your heart fluttered when you realized that he was making love to you, unlike the needy, rushed sex you have always done with your ex. Hyunjin’s velvety moans urged you to let go of yourself, letting him control, letting him take care of you.

At one particularly hard thrust, he hit a spot inside you that made your back arch and see stars.

“Right there?” Hyunjin asks.

“F-Fuck yes, please,” you mewled at the new sensation.

He angled your leg so he could hit that spot again, having you forget everything except him.

“Such a good girl, taking me so well princess,” he mumbled next to your ear, scattering kisses all over your neck.

“J-Jinnie, fuck, so close…!” you whimpered, overwhelmed by being surrounded by Hyunjin, by Hyunjin’s love.

Hearing that, he brought his hand down and rubbed gentle circles on your clit.

“Let go, baby, come for me,” he whispered sweetly. And you did, waves upon waves of ecstasy washing over you as he stilled inside. Your back is arched as you clenched uncontrollably on him.

His strokes are sloppy when he thrusts into you again. Dazed, you stroke his hair tenderly.

“I’ll always love you, Hwang Hyunjin. Till the end of forever,” you smiled at him, a dumb lovestruck expression on your face. That’s all it takes for him to bury his face into your chest as he moans, loud, as he comes in stutters inside you.

He pulls out a bit, the drag of come spilling, hopefully not on the couch, before he fucks back into you.

“Fuck I love you so much baby, you don’t even know,” he pants.

You stayed like this for a while, catching your breaths and basking in each other’s musky scent. Then his weight began to crush you a little too much so he had to pull out and settle for a more comfortable position for the both of you.

He quickly grabbed a towel and wiped off the sweat and come off of you. You winced as he accidentally brushes over your swollen and sensitive clit.

He smiled at you and mouthed ‘sorry’, but you were too drunk in his love to care, your limbs heavy but feeling warm and fuzzy inside with Hyunjin taking care of you.

He put on his boxers and shirt, then grabbed a new pair of panties and put them on you.

Finally, he sat on the couch, the end credits of the movie rolling, as he arranged you to sit on his lap, hands securely wrapped around your waist when you snuggled into his chest.

Comfortable silence filled the room while Hyunjin mindlessly twirled your hair around. You can literally feel his satisfaction radiating off of him.

Hyunjin suddenly grinned. “No, but like what I said to you just now is probably the most smooth I’ve ever been,” he commented. “You know, I should probably jot it down and use it again later.”

“I hope you mean you’re using it to me again, or write it in a song, later,” you replied, drowsy.

“Nope, gonna say that to ‘Lix, as a pick up line,” Hyunjin said cheekily.

You huffed and playfully pinched his nipple over his shirt, causing him to yelp and laugh, eyes crinkling to those beautiful crescent moons.

“No but seriously, you know I love you right?”

You peered up at him from his chest and smiled at his sincerity, kissing his soft lips.

“Of course I do. Because I love you too. And I’ll prove it to you, Jinnie. Every day.”

Drifting off to sleep, you thought you felt him press a kiss to your head and mumble,

“Me too, baby, til the end of forever.”

smuttish pref 🤤✨

warnings : mentions of sex

likes to stay in bed on rainy days and kiss you until your lips are swollen

kissing between his jaw and nape gets him everytime

rapid breaths

swallowing harshly

bites your lip

sweet and hot makeouts

hol’ up,,, no 1 favourite look is you in lingerie

especially if you dance around and tease him

would bite down on his lip very hard

slow kisses down your body because you teased him

smirks when you whine at his slow movements

loves licking your bowl and is good at it

his fingers

likes receieving head more than he wants to admit it

whining

breathy moans

gripping the sheets hard

head falling back

exposing his delicious neck

prefers making love

eyebrows scrunched together

shaky breaths

deep grunts

lets out a string of curses

knows exactly where to touch you to make you come undone

absolute angel

would always wipe you clean with a towel after

gentle since you’re still over sensitive

wraps you up tight in his arms and whispers how much he loves you

fall asleep with your feet tangles together

thanks for reading! hope that you liked this lil pref of jongsuk

“You say that every yearrr,” Corbyn complained.

“Wait I still haven’t got your birthday present because I don’t know what you want, so just tell me if there’s anything on you wishlist?” you asked.

“Oh, sure thanks,” the blonde boy replied.

“Wait, um do you want to hang out tomorrow?” He continued, crossing his fingers wishing that you’d say yes.

You, on the other hand, oblivious to Corbyn’s wish, rejected politely because you promised that you would spend more time with your boyfriend.

“Sorry Corbs,” you shrugged into the phone. “Right, gotta sleep. See you tomorrow, birthday boy,” you said and hung up.

Corbyn’s heart panged with bitter sweetness. He was touched that you called him to be the first person to wish him a happy birthday, but he also knows that that would probably be the last time he will see you on his birthday, since you two don’t exactly have the same friend group.

You used to hang around with Corbyn a lot, just the two of you, but soon your boyfriend appeared and you had to spend time with your boyfriend too. Plus, college caught up and you were both too busy to spend time with each other.

It wasn’t that Corbyn’s not interested in girls, it’s just that he has fallen for his best friend, who was oblivious to his feelings AND not available. All Corbyn’s ever wanted for his birthday present is you, but who could get him that present?

~~~

The next day, Corbyn hung out with Jonah and Jack. He wasn’t exactly popular in school, unlike the social butterfly you were, making friends here and there.

Right now you were seated at the middle of the cafeteria with a table of friends, your boyfriend’s arm wrapped around your figure. A friend of yours shared something and made you laugh.

“Hey, have you told her yet?” Jonah asked, snapping Corbyn out of his trance.

“W-What?” Corbyn asked.

Jack sighed. “Of course it’s a solid no, or else why wouldn’t y/n be sitting here with him.”

Corbyn blushed at the mention of your name.

“Ugh, I’m just sick of Corbyn always staring at y/n while she doesn’t even notice,” Jonah groaned. “She’s your best friend. How could she be so oblivious?”

“I mean... she has a boyfriend,” Corbyn said, defending you, though his heart sinked a little at the mention of the champion who won your heart.

Jack shook his head in sympathy.

“Hey cheer up, it’s your birthday afterall,” Jonah said, lightening up the mood. “You wanna go to the arcade after school?”

At the mention of Corbyn’s favorite place on Earth, his eyes lit up.

“Sure!” Corbyn replied enthusiastically.

~~~

After spending the whole day at the arcade, Corbyn went back home.

He scrolled his Instragm feed and smiled when he saw that Jack posted a ridiculous picture of Corbyn as his birthday post. He was typing a comment when he heard a knock at his door.

Few people knew his address and it was quite late at night, so he was a bit confused, but opened the door anyway to reveal you. You, with messy hair, and disheveled clothes that seemed to be put on in a haste.

“Y/n? What are you-“ Corbyn started with wide eyes but was cut off by you breaking down. Corbyn’s eyes softened as his heart swelled at your crying figure.

He immediately pulled you inside and into his warm embrace where your sobs shook his frame. You fell to a million pieces but his hands came up and ran along your back to soothe you while whispering that it’s okay.

When your sobs subsided, he led you to the couch while he went to the kitchen to brew some hot tea.

He came back with two steaming mugs and gave one to you.

“Thanks,” you mumbled, then took a sip of the tea.

He nodded and wrapped his arms around you.

“Better?”

You nodded meekly, tired from all the crying.

“Do you want to tell me what happened?” he asked softly.

You opened your mouth, but all that came out was a sob.

Corbyn pulled you in closer. “It’s okay, you can tell me when you’re ready,” he whispered, never prodding you on if you’re uncomfortable.

You sighed into his hoodie. Your tears dampening the fabric yet Corbyn doesn’t seem to mind.

“My boyfriend,” you finally said, avoiding Corbyn’s gaze. “H-He tried to sexually abuse... me.”

Corbyn’s blood ran ice cold. How could anyone hurt such a sweet soul like you? He didn’t understand why anyone would want to make you cry so hard.

Now Corbyn’s blood boiled and his fist tightened. “I’m gonna make that bastard pay,” he said through gritted teeth, and tried to get up from the couch but you stopped him.

“It’s not.. worth the trouble,” you mumbled. “I-I mean I escaped before he began to get into it, but I was just,” you frantically explained. “I was just sc-scared when he pinned me down, he was so strong, and I couldn’t move.. and- and-“

“And it’s not the first time he’s tried that...” you whispered, broken.

Corbyn’s heart teared apart just as he teared up at your vulnerability.

“I-I’m sorry, you don’t deserve this,” Corbyn whispered as tears began to run down your face again.

He wiped your tears away with the back of his thumb. He was angry at your boyfriend for doing such a thing to you, but he also blamed himself for not seeing it in your boyfriend. All he’s ever wanted to do was to protect you, but he failed even at that.

He also blamed himself that if, he wasn’t such a coward, and had actually confessed his feelings for you, then you might have accepted him and avoided dating your current boyfriend.

“Hey,” you said softly, snapping Corbyn out of his thoughts. “Why do you look even more troubled than me?” you teased a little.

“I just... I wish I could’ve prevented it,” Corbyn mumbled. “I hate seeing you cry,” he added softly.

“Oh Corbs, you being here for me is enough,” you sniffed. “God, you don’t even know how much better you made me.”

Corbyn ran his hand down your silky hair.

“I thought... I thought you had a lot of friends to be here for you,” Corbyn admitted.

You sighed sadly. “Well.. yes, but they’re just a facade. No one but you can truly give me comfort,” you said softly. “And frankly I’d rather be with you.”

Corbyn’s heart fluttered at your words as both of you sat in the comfortable silence.

“Corbyn?” you mumbled. “Can you sing me a song?”

Corbyn smiled and started to sing with his honey sweet voice,

When the rain is blowing in your face

And the whole world is on your case

I could offer you a warm embrace

To make you feel my love

When the evening shadows and the stars appear

And there is no one there to dry your tears

Oh, I hold you for a million years

To make you feel my love

He looked over at his shoulder and saw you sleeping peacefully. He thought you looked perfect, even with messy hair and smudged makeup.

He gently carried you to his bedroom and placed you on the bed, tucking you in. He also used the makeup wipes you left over before to clean your face.

Corbyn sighed as he watched your sleeping figure.

“You know, if i hadn’t been such a coward, maybe you wouldn’t have ended up with him,” he speaked softly to himself.

“Do you know? You look so beautiful when you’re asleep, and I wish I could be the one to tell you that every day, every morning. I wish that I could tell you I get lost in your eyes everytime I look at you, and your laugh is my favourite sound in the world. My heart skips a beat everytime I look at you, but I know that you’re occupied.”

“I never showed any interest in anyone, because you were already in my mind for the longest time.”

“I wish I could be the one to protect you, to love you, to live with you... I wish that I could call you mine, or call you my baby, because that’s- that’s who you are in my mind,” Corbyn confessed, knowing that you wouldn’t hear him.

“Corbyn,” you suddenly spoke up, your eyes fluttering open, for you have been awake for some time now, and heard Corbyn’s confession. “Do you really mean that?” A smile on your face while Corbyn jumped at your voice, cheeks flushing ridiculously red.

“I-I, yeah.. I t-thought you were asleep,” Corbyn stammered, looking anywhere but your eyes.

“You know what, Corbs, I like you too. A lot,” you confessed, cheeks turning pink as well.

“I-I’ve liked you for a long time, but I thought you didn’t show interest in anybody, so I just try to date other people to get you off my mind, but-“ you rambled, but got cut off when Corbyn placed his lips on yours.

Fireworks erupted as both your hearts swelled at the sweetness of the kiss. His lips were softer than you imagined, and his taste- God, you could taste him forever. He pulled away and hid in the crook of your neck, flushed.

You suddenly giggled at a thought.

Corbyn rose up from his position and looked at you with questioning eyes.

“Oh Corbyn, I just realized that the person I’ve spent my whole life looking for, has actually been here beside me this whole time,” you said.

Corbyn smiled as well and kissed you again, this time more passionate than the last.

“I promise to protect you better than all your boyfriends, baby,” Corbyn said, breathless after the kiss.

You smiled so hard at your new pet name.

“Can you say it again?” you requested.

“Baby,” Corbyn replied, smiling at how much happiness he can give you by saying a word.

“Baby, baby, baby, my babygirl...” he continued, kissing your forehead, your nose, your cheeks, all over your face, making you laugh at the love he gives you.

Then Corbyn laughed with you, and thought, best. birthday. ever.

~~~