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You couldnβt contain the maniacal laughter that escaped your throat as Wonwoo choked on his drink, a coughing fit erupting as he reached for the closest napkin he could find.
βIβm sorryβ¦ what did you just say?β He held his forearm to his mouth, desperately trying to contain any remaining coughs still threatening to escape.
βYou heard me.β You leaned back against the foot of the couch, your legs sitting criss cross on the floor while you knocked your head back to take another shot. You giggled afterwards, wiping any leftover soju from your lips. βNo man has ever made me come. Not even Si-woo.β
It was an embarrassing thing to bring up in retrospect, especially to your roommate of three years who up until now youβd only ever sparingly told the details of your intimate life to. But who the hell even cared about pride anymore?Β
Certainly not you⦠and certainly not the copious amount of alcohol currently traversing your system.
βButβ¦ you two were together for so long?β The confused expression on Wonwoo's face was downright adorable, and the subconscious urge to pinch his cheek was immediately pushed down.Β
βAll relationships take sacrifice, mine just so happened to be any chance of ever achieving orgasm.β You cringed outwardly as you thought back to a particularly tough memory. βI remember one time he rubbed my inner thigh for like fifteen minutes thinking it was myββ
βSTOP!β He croaked out, cheeks flushing brightly as you released a loud cackle, your eyes tearing up at your precious best friend.
You and Wonwoo had first properly met at the start of college, which was baffling considering you both had gone to the same highschool for four years without uttering so much as a single word to one another. It wasnβt to say you'd been completely blind to his existence that entire time, he had just always been much more reserved and quiet back then.
Not to mention way too handsome for you to even think about approaching.Β
If anything, the only people he ever really spoke with was your current mutual group of friends. You remembered meeting Seungkwan junior year, but it wasnβt until you were actually partnered as lab buddies in college that youβd grown close enough to get invited over for a pool party at his friend Soonyoungs place. Kwan had been in the middle of introducing you to Jihoon when a few people shouting from across the yard had stolen your attention, you could hardly recognize the goofy grinned boy who was getting flicked after losing a punishment game to be the same shy Wonwoo whom youβd only ever snuck spare glances at for the past four years.
The first thing you noticed was just how effortlessly funny he secretly was. Never in your life would you have guessed that Wonwoo, who only a few years prior refused to even make eye contact as you borrowed his pen, wouldβve been right in front of you borderline screaming his lungs out into a karaoke machine. You and everyone else couldnβt breathe laughing as he strained to sing as high as his uncharacteristically deep voice could manage, all in an attempt to beat Soonyoung's high score. The entire night he continued to crack the most absurd one liners, which somehow felt even funnier because of just how impassive he usually was at school. You couldnβt contain the fit of giggles that escaped you practically every time he spoke, all while his hyungs encouraged him and wheezed in fits of laughter by your side.
The second thing you noticed was just how much the two of you actually had in common, your first real conversation sparking from an in depth discussion of FPS games, resulting in a borderline nerd off between the two of you for the rest of the party. You both got along so well that you had made plans for a duo match later that night, which then led into exchanging numbers, and then discord tags. You soon discovered a mutual love of classic movies, which turned into weekly film nights, then sleepovers, which led to grabbing breakfast together, then lunch⦠The two of you eventually spent so much time together that Wonwoo suggested you become roommates.
It was an offer that you agreed to almost instantly.
It worked perfectly. You each liked to have your own space, but not too much as you both got lonely pretty frequently. And the best part about two introverts living together meant that you also understood each other's social battery, which for some reason never really drained around Wonwoo. It wasnβt uncommon for one person to knock on the other's door out of boredom, asking to have a movie night or a meal together, or even just relax quietly in each other's presence. He was easy to talk to, listened to your ramblings and never judged. Youβd rant to him whenever anything bothered you or made you upset, but you always made sure not to take it too far as you never wanted to risk making him uncomfortable.
But you were feeling a bit too loose tonight, maybe it was the alcohol buzzing through your system or the fact that you had just dumped your boyfriend a few days prior. Maybe it was the frustration youβd been bottling up at how shittily your, now ex, treated you for the past year. Everything was slipping through your lips a lot easier than usual, even the information you typically kept close to your chest was pouring out without any filter.
As was evidenced by the abrupt confession about your sex life.
βI thought things were, um, really good between you two on that front?β Wonwoo let out, his brows furrowing together in pure confusion. βI mean you never really talked to me about that stuff, but the noises coming from your roomββ
βFake. All of it.β You snorted, and the look on Wonwooβs face was so comical you had to force your dizzy head not to fall over laughing. βWhat can I say, Iβm one hell of an actress.β
Wonwoo had to practically wrench his gaping mouth shut, taking a swig of his beer as he seemed to mull over that information. You knew he wasnβt a big drinker, but after you came home practically begging to have a few drinks together to get your mind off of the hellish week youβd had he couldnβt just say no. Letting him have a few beers was the best you could compromise, as you were left to down the harder alcohol sitting in front of you both.
βIs that why you guys broke up?β He asked carefully, testing the waters. Your eyes widened slightly, realizing youβd never actually explained the details to Wonwoo, partially because the wound was still fresh but also because it was yet another embarrassing situation that made you feel small and vulnerable. You gave him a gentle smile and shook your head no, allowing the alcohol to explain for you.
βHeβd been texting other girls for the past three months.β You sighed, pouring yourself another glass. βWasnβt even careful about it either, he got a tinder and a hinge notification while I was over one night. What a dumbass.βΒ
You downed the shot, this one burning your throat slightly more than the rest and you scowled at the feeling. It pissed you off, the fact that you wasted a year of your life with such a shithead and there was nothing to show for it in the end. Wonwooβs silence mightβve been your cue to shut up if youβd been sober, but your inebriated brain just took it as an invitation to continue.
βI think the part that confused me the most was that I actually felt so relieved when I found out.β You put the shot glass on the coffee table, Wonwoo raised a brow in surprise. βI mean yeah, I was fucking furious about it. Woke that asshole up by dumping a cup of water directly on his head, packed my stuff and didnβt look back once.β
You fidgeted with the soju bottle, thinking over all the conflicting feelings youβd been working through the past few days. βBut once I saw those notifications on his phone it really just kinda put everything into perspective for me, I guess. I donβt think I ever once actually imagined a future with the guy. I think, secretly, I always wanted some kind of excuse to end things.βΒ
You adjusted your hand, even all the alcohol in your system suddenly wasnβt enough. βIt probably makes me a bitch to say this, but I donβt think I meant it a single time I told him I loved him.β You winced slightly at your own words, a sliver of guilt trailing up your spine. βI wouldβve felt bad if I didnβt say it back, you know? We were together for a while, and itβs not like Iβm getting any younger.β
Wonwoo shook his head. βYouβre not a bitch.β Your eyes shifted to study his face, his expression concerned but his eyes soft. βIβve been here the entire time, every fight and every argument. The guy was a douchebag.β
You offered him a grateful smile, Wonwoo was always there. He comforted you and listened to you during even the absolute worst moments of your relationship, but never once did he tell you to break up with him. It confused you, since most of your friends came to that very same conclusion any time you so much as brought Si-wooβs name up.Β
β... Why donβt you everβ¦ talk bad about him?β You remembered sniffling into a crumpled tissue, leaning into Wonwooβs shoulder after finishing a particularly rough venting session. Youβd just bawled your eyes out after the usual spat with Si-woo, and Wonwoo was rubbing slow, comforting circles on your back.
He furrowed his brows together and paused his motions. βWhat do you mean?βΒ
βYou listen to me cry and complain about him so much, usually Hao or Jihoon get sick of it and tell me to just dump him already.β You hiccuped slightly, and you noticed his lip curl up in amusement. βBut you never say anythingβ¦ Doesn't it bother you? That I still stay with him even after all of this?βΒ
βI hate that youβre hurting, and I donβt like seeing you sad.β He frowned slightly, and brushed a strand of hair from your tear stained cheeks. βBut if you have to cry, Iβm just glad I can be here so youβre not feeling these things alone.βΒ
He playfully placed his index finger between your eyebrows and pushed your head back softly, you laughed and another hiccup escaped βI trust that you would leave him if you felt like it was the right thing to do. I donβt think offering up solutions and badmouthing him while youβre in so much distress will help anything.β His gentle smile practically froze you in place, the genuineness in his tone melting away any lingering tears.Β
βIβm always here, if you ever need someone to just listen.β
That singular moment provided you more comfort than you could ever remember receiving from someone. You werenβt scared to talk about your feelings anymore, you didnβt have to hide your emotions around Wonwoo like you mightβve done around the other guys. But it also disappointed you to a certain degree, because in all honesty if there was anyone you wanted to tell you to end things with Si-wooβ¦ It was him.
You knew youβd developed feelings for Wonwoo about a month after meeting him. It wasnβt hard, with how easily the two of you had bonded and how breathtakingly handsome he was. It was more difficult to actually keep it a secret, as you were both practically inseparable and he was always looking at you with such kind eyes and the prettiest smile.Β
The thought of confessing never so much as crossed your mind. You never dared even speak about it aloud, not even to your friends, but the feelings involuntarily stuck around longer than you anticipated. One month of friendship turned into two, then three turned into four, and when you hit a year was when it all came to a crashing stop.
Your friend Mingyu had set Wonwoo up on a blind date with someone from his job, and they ended up becoming official not long after.
Hana was her name, gorgeous with long dark hair and wispy lashes, she had a model figure and the most charming Daegu dialect. She suited Wonwoo well, the two of them immediately becoming an absolute powerhouse of a couple in terms of visuals. You congratulated your friend and his new girlfriend with smiles and squeals of course, but it did nothing to stop the silent cries youβd given your pillow the weeks following. It took time, it took effort, and it took a lot of strength, but you eventually got past it.Β
Si-woo was your first venture into dating after properly getting over your little crush, about a year after Hana and Wonwoo got together. He treated you like a princess in the beginning, and you had to admit it helped soothe that leftover ache.
It was the small moments, the good moments with Si-woo where you felt yourself properly moving forward, moving past all those lingering feelings. But it was the bad moments that made you regret it, the ones where he would search through your phone while you went to the bathroom, the ones where he would ignore you for days because you were laughing a little too much at one of Dokyeomβs jokes, the ones where he wouldnβt take you on any dates unless you agreed to pay for them.
It wasnβt right, all your friends knew it and you did too, but routine can be a scarily addictive thing.
You remember being proud of yourself for not feeling much when Wonwoo had told you he and Hana had broken up, roughly a month into your own relationship with Si-woo. Obviously you felt concern for your friendβs wellbeing, for his mental state and whether or not he was heartbroken over it all. But you didnβt squeak in concealed excitement, you didnβt jump for joy behind closed doors, and you didnβt go to bed picturing yourself and Wonwooβs first date like you probably would have a year prior.
You mightβve felt a little bit of happiness. But only a little.
βLook at you, finally saying something bad about him.β You chuckled, watching your own hand pour soju into a glass as if you had no control over it. βIβm surprised you held back for so long, Hao always had lots of creative words to describe Si-woo. β
βIβm not gonna lie, keeping it in was the hardest thing Iβve ever done.β You snickered outwardly as he exhaled. βBut you needed someone to listen. That was much more important than making it known how badly I wanted to shove his head into a wall.β
βTell that to Cheol, he almost strangled the guy when I told him half the shit he did.β A sigh escaped and you softly swished the soju against the shot glass. βI mean honestly, when he used to get mad at me for hanging out with the guys? Calling the video games I played childish, nagging me if I wore something even slightly revealing to class, the list goes on and on.β
Wonwoo shook his head with a huff. βI never knew how you dealt with him, I respected it, but I never understood it.β
βI honestly have no idea either, dude.β You exhaled, your cheeks puffing as you leaned your head back to look at the ceiling fan. βWhatβs even worse is I faked so many orgasms for that fucker just so he wouldnβt feel bad, I gave the performance of a goddamn lifetime too!β
βYou were doing charity work honestly.β He chuckled, sipping his beer once more. βI donβt think I remember you ever saying a single good thing about the guy while you were together, isnβt that crazy?β
βThatβs because there wasnβt.β You snickered, your eyes glancing to look at Wonwoo once more. βThe worst was when we fought about you, though.β
His brow furrowed in confusion. βMe?β You nodded, smiling at his expression. βYou never once mentioned you guys having arguments because of me?β
βI never wanted you to feel bad because of it.β You shrugged a single shoulder, the rest of your muscles completely relaxed. βYouβre my roommate. Youβre also an attractive guy. He was a controlling and jealous asshole. Itβs pretty easy to put two and two together with how heβd react.βΒ
Wonwoo seemed conflicted, as if unsure whether to apologize for causing issues or to agree with the sentiment of Si-woo being a terrible partner. Your next words came out like an echo, and your mind was much too slow to stop them from spilling out before they reached your tongue.
βTo be fair, he was right to be worried.β
A stifling silence fell upon the cozy living room, and you werenβt even able to fully process what you had actually said because you were too busy taking another shot. The movement of it made you feel fuzzy, and the look Wonwoo was giving you made you giggle.
βWhat? Whatβs that supposed to mean?β His eyes were slightly narrowed, and his mouth looked oh so attractive at the moment you just wanted to crawl over and nibble on it. A stray laugh escaped your mouth.
βI had a crush on you, dumbass.β You hiccuped, using your hands to emphasize something large. βA biiiiig one, a long time ago~β
You reached down to pour another shot but Wonwoo stopped your hand. You frowned, watching as he brought the soju bottle and glass to his side and away from you.Β
βIf youβre just gonna sit there drinking your little beer like a baby, one of us has to at least finish all the real alcohol!β You whined, pushing your arm out and attempting to snatch the bottle back weakly.
Wonwoo was still for a moment, and instead of giving in to your complaints proceeded to take a long swig from the bottle itself. You couldnβt hide the dumb grin growing on your face as he drank it all down in one go, a couple of coughs escaping to show his unfamiliarity with the drink.
βThere, all gone. No more for you.β He spoke while clearing his throat, and your head was barely able to comprehend the fact that he was right. The bottle Wonwoo had just finished was the last, everything else on the table being empty or with just enough to fill a cap full. You groaned.
βWe should go get moreee, you need to get on my level so weβre even.β You grunted, attempting to stand up from your seat on the floor but stumbling and falling back down in your original spot.Β
βI donβt think any amount of alcohol would ever get me to the state youβre in right now.β Wonwoo chuckled, his voice low and deep, practically giving you goosebumps. βYou should get ready for bed before you black yourself out.β
βYou promised youβd distract me from my shitty week, if you send me to my room all Iβm gonna do is drive myself insane thinking about everything.β You pouted, swaying slightly and giving your roommate a questioning brow. βAre you going back on your word? Abandoning your drunk, sad, pitiful friend like this?β
Wonwoo let out a deep sigh and you knew you had him, he grabbed his beer once more and took his final sip of it before placing it on the coffee table. βFine, what do you want to do?β
βGames.β You clapped excitedly, shaking your head when Wonwoo started crawling over to set up the PlayStation a few feet from you both. βNot video games, board games! Or a card game or something.β
βIβm pretty sure we left all our physical stuff at Junβs place last time we all hung out.β Wonwoo frowned after peering through the glass cubbies of your media cabinet. βIβm not sure we have anything here to play with.β
You thought for a moment, eyeing down the empty shot glass when the idea sprang up almost instantly. βWhat about βQuestionsβ? We havenβt played that in so long!β
βA drinking game? Did you forget that I just downed the rest of the alcohol?β Wonwoo motioned to the table, scratching the back of his neck. βThe whole point is to drink if you canβt answer.β
βWe can just answer everything then!β You snickered, watching as Wonwoo rubbed his eyes under his glasses, no doubt exhausted by your behavior tonight. βOrrrr we can bet. Whoever doesnβt answer first has to do whatever the winner wants.β
He looked at you for a moment, considering. Those spare seconds allowed your delirious mind to subtly ogle your roommate, your mouth drying up just from a mere once-over of him. He picked out the most basic, comfortable clothes he owned, a plain cotton black tee with loose fitting black sweats, and yet it always baffled you how he still managed to look runway ready. His long black hair was messy, and the itch to run your hands through it all was interrupted when Wonwoo moved to settle in and leaned his elbow on the table, his chin resting in his palm.
βFine, deal. You first then.β He nodded towards you and you couldnβt help the feelings of excitement and happiness that bubbled up in your stomach. You sat up straight to think.
βIf you had to make out with one of the guys, who would you choose?β You cackled loudly as Wonwoo scrunched his face in disgust at the question. He hesitated for a while, and you grinned thinking you mightβve already won.
βJeonghan, but specifically when he had his long hair.β You let out a noise of approval but he visibly shivered at the thought. βIβd simply close my eyes and try not to think about it.β
βHot.β Wonwoo threw a stray couch pillow at your face in retaliation and you snorted a laugh. βJokinggg~ Itβs your turn.β
ββ¦ So, when exactly did you have that little crush on me?β You rolled your eyes.
βNot letting that confession slip past, I see?β You scoffed at his small self satisfied smirk, the urge to kiss it off fighting every nerve in your intoxicated head. βYouβre so obvious, trying to fluster meβ¦ but Iβm over it buddy. Those dazzling charms donβt work on me anymore!β
βIβm not hearing an answer.β Wonwoo hummed, the corner of his eyes crinkling to match his smile. βShould I take that as me winning? Or~β
You sighed and gave in reluctantly. βA few weeks after becoming friends.β His smile turned to a look of genuine surprise and you suddenly felt a bit self conscious at airing it all out.
βThat early on?β He spoke uncharacteristically gently, and you nodded slowly. His brow furrowed. βWhy didnβt you ever tell meββ
βWoah there buddy, not your turn anymore!β You laughed a bit anxiously, already trying to think of a question that would get him to lose lest he keep pressing the subject. βMy turn now!β
Wonwoo appeared disappointed but motioned a hand for you to continue. The hammering in your chest was a little too hard, and you werenβt sure if it was just because of the soju anymore.
βWhy did you and Hana break up?β You spoke softly. In your head it was a sure fire way of winning, he had never told anyone the reason, not even the guys. You respected his privacy enough not to prod the subject, but you figured if there was any time to casually ask about it, it was while the soju was still thrumming strong in your veins. He stayed quiet for a few beats, and right when you were sure you had won, he sighed before answering.Β
βWe never actually loved each other.β He spoke quietly, almost to the point where you had to strain to hear him. βWe distracted each other for a decent amount of time, but thatβs pretty much it.β
You knitted your brows together, shocked at how his one answer managed to cause a million other questions to run through your mind. What on earth did he mean by that? Him and Hana were a match made in heaven as far as you were able to see, both of them practically glowing whenever they had each other around. They never fought, always went on dates, hell she even stayed over at the apartment a few times.
βWhen did it stop?β Wonwooβs voice tore you out of your own racing thoughts, and you looked at him dumbly.
βWhat?β
βThe feelings you had for me.β He specified, his tone a lot more serious compared to when you began. βWhen did they stop?β
You swallowed dryly. If you were to be completely honest with yourself, they never went away. The overwhelming crush you had on him had been gone for a while now, but nothing ever really stopped those lingering feelings that still sat heavy in the back of your chest. If they were gone, why were you still finding him as gloriously kissable as the day youβd met.
βWhen you started dating Hana. I officially gave up around that time.β You let out whatever the liquor allowed you to, trying not to ponder too hard on it. βI mean, I couldnβt exactly have feelings for a taken guy, what would that make me?β An awkward chuckle escaped as you did your best to diffuse the tension a bit.
Wonwooβs expression was unreadable, and your brain wasnβt even focused on the game anymore. Your head simply became muddled with questions, barely able to remember that you were only allowed to ask one at a time.
βWhat do you mean by βdistracted each otherβ?β It was an odd thing to say no matter how you put it, and there was no guarantee that even if Wonwoo felt that way that Hana did as well. And maybe it was a delusional one track minded bias towards your roommate, but you didnβt want to think that he was just using her either.
βWhen Mingyu set us up, I had feelings for someone else at the time.β Your eyebrows raised in surprise at the new piece of information, Wonwoo distracted himself by picking at his fingernails. βAnd when I met Hana, she told me she had feelings for someone else as well. But she said that it would never work out, she was extremely resigned to that fact.β
It took you all but a minute to put the pieces together.
ββ¦ Mingyu?β You asked, Wonwoo nodded.
βThe person she liked most set her up on a dozen blind dates, how much harder can you really friendzone someone?β You nodded in understanding, feeling a heavy amount of pity for the poor girl. βMy own self confidence was pretty low at the time, so we kind of just saw ourselves in one another. We did actually try dating at first but it never really felt right, it became more like a mutual partnership than anything else. We talked a lot, mostly about how hard it was to bottle everything up. Weβd go out but would never hold hands, weβd sleep over but I would always take the floor, Iβd pat her back while she sobbed over Mingyu and sheβd listen to me vent till we knocked out. We justβ¦ helped each other. Distracted ourselves for a bit.β
You nodded in thought, noticing a small weight lift off your chest. What he had with Hana was companionship, it was sweet and caring but never romantic. It slightly fascinated you that they were able to maintain such a platonic relationship for an entire year, and baffled you even more that neither even came close to falling for each other when they were both such attractive people inside and out.
βWhy didnβt you ever tell me?β Wonwooβs voice came out slightly strained, prompting you to give him your full attention. He suddenly seemedβ¦ frustrated? Upset? You werenβt sure, but the tightening of his jaw and downward gaze made your heart clench just from looking at him.
You couldβve lied, you couldβve said a half truth like being scared of ruining your friendship or that you just hadnβt thought about all that in forever. The alcohol flowing through your bloodstream had other plans though, and you had no restraint as you felt the real answer pour out without a second guess.
βWhat? And embarrass myself?β You laughed airily, watching Wonwooβs expression tighten slightly. The most you could offer him was a shrug. βIt was more like a fantasy to me, something I used to daydream about. Trust me, I am very self aware of where I rank on the attractiveness scale, especially compared to you. Telling you wouldβve done nothing but humiliate the shit out of me, and getting rejected would have sent me spiraling.β
Wonwoo frowned, looking up at you with his brows scrunched in concentration. βDid I do something to come across as unapproachable to you? I hope you know Iβd never ever make you feel bad over something like that.β
You shook your head immediately. βNothing like that at all.β The fuzziness in your brain made your words slur a bit, and you paused before continuing. βI just meant Iβve always thought of you as way too out of my league to even considerββ
Silence.
Wonwooβs conflicted expression dropped altogether, a small smile forming not too long after. Fine, maybe youβd just hinted that you still thought that way now. But what did you have to lose at this point? He knew about the crush, and there wasnβt much else for you to really expose about yourself. The feeling was oddly liberating, not having to hide or keep it all in anymore. Surely your sober self will be mortified in the morning, but right now you were simply enjoying the freedom that came with your inebriated state.
Just when you were about to scoff out something about never boosting his ego like that ever again, you noticed that the smile that had appeared faded just as quickly. You held your breath, his gaze becoming stone serious.
βI never want to hear you bringing yourself down like that, you have it completely backwards.β The sudden sincerity in his tone took you by complete surprise. βIβm sorry if Iβve ever come across as indifferent to you, but I do think you have severely underestimated just how breathtaking you are.β
Your eyes widened, utterly dumbfounded by the abrupt admittance. In the past three years Wonwoo had only explicitly called you attractive a handful of times, each one forever being burned into your memory as something to cherish. Granted it wouldnβt exactly have been appropriate for him to constantly be calling you hot while he had a girlfriend or when you had a boyfriend, but it just made the flattery he did give that much more heartfelt and genuine.Β
You felt your cheeks burn warm and you suddenly became incredibly overwhelmed by the temperature of the living room, pressing the back of your palm to your forehead briefly in a half-assed attempt to cool your face. You offered him a small smile, trying to play off how affected you become just from his praise alone.
βJeon Wonwoo,β you begin, a mock warning in your voice. βYouβre not sly, I know youβre still trying to fluster me.β
βMaybe my goal is to get you to fall for me all over again~β He wiggled his brow, and you felt your eyes roll back for the millionth time that night. βYour turn, go.β
You tried to think of anything other than the one real question that kept stubbornly pushing its way into the front of your mind. You knew it had the power to either help you move on, hurt you, orβ¦ something else. You werenβt sure, but one look at Wonwoo and it felt almost as if he knew what you were thinking. Without wasting another second, the question tumbled out without a spare thought.
βYou mentioned having feelings for someone when you started dating Hanaβ¦β You licked your lips, trying to sound as casual as you could but failing miserably. βWho was it?β
The stare you gave Wonwoo was anything but subtle, but you didnβt care. Your heart pounded, palms sweated, face heated as you found that you didnβt care to hide it anymore. It had been years since the βendβ of your crush and you had already spilled everything tonight, the least he could do was give you the closure youβd been craving all thisβ
βYou.βΒ
You froze, your breath catching in your throat as Wonwoo offered a genuine smile. You simultaneously wanted to smack it off and kiss it off at the same time. You had to remind yourself that this was years ago he was talking about, not now. It was the only thing grounding you to the spot and keeping yourself from lunging at him.
βYouβre such a dumbass.β You let slip, making Wonwooβs smile fall slightly from his face. βWhat kind of idiot gets into a relationship with another girl when he has a crush on someone else? Talk about self sabotage.β
βNow how the hell was I supposed to know you liked me too?β
βDude, you really think I actually enjoyed just sitting there and watching you play League for five hours straight?β
βDo you think I enjoyed driving you to the official Sanrio store every week to look at the same five plushies you were never gonna buy?β
You both let out a stream of chuckles, but your muddled mind couldnβt let go of the fact that at one point in time, you both had feelings for one another. The guy who you dreamt and fantasized about for a year straight had liked you. Not only that, but heβd liked you even when he was with Hana, one of the most beautiful girls youβd ever seen. Your heated blood combined with the temperature of the room grew to be almost unbearable.
βIf you donβt mind me asking, thenβ¦β You picked at a stray thread coming from the bottom of your shorts to keep yourself busy. βWhen did the feelings stop? On your end, I mean.βΒ
You looked up at Wonwoo when he remained quiet, his expression unreadable. You raised an irritated brow at him when you couldnβt handle the silence anymore, and he grinned mischievously.
βI would answer, but itβs not your turn~β He hummed, you groaned.
βFine, go.β He didnβt even hesitate to ask his next question, your entire body tensed.
βYou said the thought of us together was like a fantasy to you,β your finger that had been picking at a thread pulled it out a little too harshly, βwhat kinda stuff did you fantasize about?β
The copious amount of alcohol in your bloodstream wasnβt nearly enough to answer any easier than if you were sober. You couldnβt quite look at his face, but felt only a portion of the truth slip past your lips. It took every ounce of strength in your body to restrain yourself from exposing more than needed.
βJust, you know, stuff that everyone thinks about when they like someone.β You shrugged, fighting the blush creeping up your neck. βGoing on dates, holding hands, sometimes kissingβ¦β
βBeing intimate?β Wonwoo asked and you froze, indirectly answering the question for him. βWas I good at it? In those fantasies?β
You didnβt need to look at him to realize he was probably just messing with you now, and you suddenly felt a small rush of regret for the potential ammo youβve just given him to tease you for the years to come. Sure, heβd confessed his past feelings too, but that was still nothing in comparison to just how much youβd spilled about yourself tonight.
βHave you ever thought about me? When you wereββ
βItβs my turn!β You interjected, eager to get a break from embarrassing yourself further. βYou need to answer my question first.βΒ
He shut his mouth and nodded, sitting back slightly with his hands relaxing in his lap. Perhaps it was wishful thinking or the soju clouding your brain, but after finally looking at his face again you noticed he seemed to be more genuinely curious than joking. His posture was straight, and his demeanor was surprisingly serious for someone who only meant to tease you.
βSame question I asked before.β You spoke softly, looking him up and down. βWhen did your feelings stop?β
Your heart practically stopped beating when he shook his head, his posture still stiff and seemingly anxious. You crinkled your brow, unsure if you actually understood the meaning of his response.
βThey didnβt.β He spoke a bit shakily with a nervous grin plastered on, you felt a clump form in the back of your throat. βI ended things with Hana because I started feeling bad. We used to be pretty balanced when it came to communication, but after you started dating Si-wooβ¦ Letβs just say she listened to me vent a lot more than was healthy for either of us.β
You stayed quiet and unbearably still, afraid that moving would wake you from the potential dream you were currently experiencing.
βNo matter how hard I tried, Iβve just never been able to stop thinking about you.β He mumbled carefully, eyeing your reaction. βBut thatβs not to say I canβt suppress it, as long as I have you in my life at all Iβm more than happy. Even if itβs just as friendsββ
βI used to go to sleep imagining what your lips would feel like.β You croaked out before you could stop yourself. Wonwooβs eyes widened. βThey justβ¦ they always looked so softβ¦ I wanted to kiss you until I felt like I couldnβt breathe anymore.βΒ
βWhβ Whatβ¦β He stuttered out, swallowing loudly. βUm, what else did you think about?β
βWhenever I went into your room while you were playing a game, Iβd imagine you grabbing my waist and pulling me into your lap.β You shuddered slightly, watching Wonwooβs eyes darken. βI thought about h-how your hand might feel squeezing my thighs, my waistβ¦ brushing under my shirt.β
βYou remember that heat wave we had a few months ago? The one where our AC broke for a week straight?β He tilted his head slightly as he looked you up and down, you nodded your head slowly. βI lied about the maintenance guy being booked. I just wanted to see you walking around the apartment in that skimpy little tank top and those silk short-shorts a little longer.β
You smiled at that, your blood pumping faster at the thought that you mightβve affected him just as much as he affected you. Your eyes locked on the pair of lips that had plagued your mind for years and your mouth went dry.
βI used to think to myself a lot, about how hot you look in those glasses.β You spoke dumbly, biting your bottom lip as if to reign it in for the time being. βI always wanted to know if they stayed on. Whenever youβ¦β
His brow raised almost instantly at your question, he smiled a little and adjusted the pair of glasses almost instinctively. You all but drooled at the sight, finding it nearly impossible to control anything at this point.
βThey tend to either fall off or fog up, so I typically just take them off.β Wonwoo said, seeming to think over his next sentence carefully. βBut I guess I wouldnβt mind trying to keep them on, if it was something my partner was into.β
You had to force yourself not to nod subconsciously, your veins thrumming at the very familiar fantasy of a half naked Wonwoo holding himself above you in his dorky little glasses. Instead you chose to shift your position to sit on your hands, lest your arms decide to reach out and touch the very tempting man seated across from you.
βHave you ever thought about me?β You scrunch your nose at Wonwoo, making it clear you didnβt fully understand his question. He let out a slightly shaky breath but spoke in a voice that oozed seriousness. βWhen touching yourselfβ¦ Did the thought of me ever make youβ¦β
You grinned and bit down the blunt βorgasm?β that attempted to spring from your throat haphazardly. You looked towards the floor, still a slight bit anxious despite everything already having been aired in the open.
βIβd say nearly every time.β You chuckled softly, the silence that followed not going unnoticed. βI felt really guilty and awful, especially since I was dating Si-woo at the time and I also felt like I was objectifying my best friend. But then somehow it kinda ended up being the only way I could get that release, itβs fucked up I knowβ¦ I shouldβve just tried porn or somethingββ
βI thought you said you stopped liking me after I started dating Hana?β
You froze, gaining an entire arms worth of goosebumps at the note of realization in Wonwooβs tone. You licked your dry lips, willing your voice not to crack.
βUh, y-yeah. I did.β
βBut you started seeing Si-woo after me and Hana got together.β
βO-oh, yeah youβre right I was probably just confusedββ
βSo you lied then?β Wonwooβs posture was arrow straight, not a single hint as to what could possibly be happening in his brain. βYou still liked me, even after I started dating Hana?β
You looked him in the eyes, mouth opening and closing but the words remained stuck in the back of your throat. He waited patiently, eyes locked in and tracking every move you dared to make, from the ragged breaths you took to your fidgeting fingers gripping the carpet fibers.
ββ¦ I lied.β You nodded, unable to look away from his piercing gaze. βI-I mean the enormous crush I had on you disappeared butβ¦ those feelings are stillββ
Wonwoo didnβt wait for you to finish, he stood from his place across the coffee table and walked over to sit next to you. Your eyes followed his movements nervously, shifting awkwardly to give him a few inches of space.
Both of you now sat with your backs to the foot of the couch, your bodies facing forward with your heads turned towards one another. Wonwoo studied your face carefully and you swore you felt your cheeks burn an impossible shade of red.
βYou know I won, right?β Wonwoo smiled softly, causing your intoxicated brain to stutter at the sudden shift in topic.
βWhat?βΒ
βYou lied to me. That counts as refusing to answer a question.β He shrugged slightly. βThat means I won the game.β
You huffed out in mild annoyance, acknowledging that there was some validity in his reasoning. You were the one who rattled on yourself, there was no sense in fighting him.
βFine, you won.β You admitted with a sigh, pouting out your bottom lip. An act that immediately caught Wonwooβs gaze, and you felt your heart pick up its pace slightly.
βI believe there was a bet in place too,β Wonwoo spoke slowly, inching slightly closer to your side, βthe loser has to do whatever the winner wants,β he brought his hand to tuck a stray strand of hair behind your ear, his finger grazing your cheek and causing you to shiver, βdo you remember?β
You nodded softly, anxiety and nervousness and excitement all bubbling up together in one big mesh of feelings within your chest. The proximity of your face to Wonwooβs was close, but he was hesitating slightly and you were itching to pull him into you already.
βIs this okay?β Wonwoo asked shakily, cupping your chin and pressing his forehead to yours. βIs it okay if I kiss you?β
You nodded once more, a little too enthusiastically this time. Your hands slid up to wrap around his neck and lock him in place, as if subconsciously terrified of him changing his mind.
βGod yesβ¦β You practically whispered, Wonwoo smiled softly at your words. βPlease, Iββ
The kiss was gentle, at least at first. Nothing but the soft feeling of pressing lips together and the closeness it provided. And yet at the same time it felt like a gong being smacked in your head, ringing throughout your ears and reverberating throughout your entire body. The motion of his lips moving against your own combined with his scent, the feeling of his calloused thumb stroking your cheek so carefully, it made you feel lightheaded. It was as if you were floating on nothing, completely weightless, the only thing grounding you being Wonwooβs lips on yours.
He pulled away too quickly, looking at you seemingly for some kind of confirmation that what you both were doing was still okay. You gave him another quick nod, and he immediately dove back in.
The second time was much more intense, both of your eagerness quickly surpassing Wonwooβs original intent to keep it slow and steady. Your lips moved languidly, opening slightly in an attempt to deepen the kiss to which he hungrily accepted. His hand hurriedly shifted to the back of your head to grab a handful of hair and tug it gently, it lowered to your neck, to your shoulders, to your arms, your waist. He gave you a squeeze and pulled you closer, almost like he couldnβt feel enough of you as quickly as he wanted. You clung on to the back of his neck like your life depended on it, relishing in the firm grip of his hands on your waist.
Your blood was on fire, every inch of you burning to be touched and to get closer to him. Your head grew dizzy from the very thought that any of this was actually happening, that Wonwoo was kissing you like he needed it to survive, that you were kissing him back. You almost didnβt believe it was real, that any moment now youβd wake up in a puddle of sweat in your bed and panting like a damn dog. If your hands werenβt the only thing steadying you from the exhilarating feeling of Wonwooβs lips on yours you mightβve tried pinching your thigh to wake yourself up.
After a few breathless moments Wonwoo pulled his mouth away, moving to kiss your jaw up and down, his favorite spot being right below your ear. The sound of his heavy breathing caused your entire body to shiver and you practically felt his smirk press into your skin. His mouth moved to the crook of your neck, licking slowly and sensually before sucking the places he especially liked. His mouth trailed back up your neck to nibble on a particularly sensitive spot and you involuntarily let out a small whine.Β
Wonwoo froze, and you started panicking.
βOh god I-Iβm so sorry, I canβt believe I sound like that Iβll be more quietββ
He dove back in to kiss you with a renewed fervor, his hands gripping your sides as if to anchor him as he let out a muffled groan. You gasped into his lips as he kissed you roughly, drinking you in as much as physically possible.
You couldnβt stop the satisfied smile that grew on your lips as you climbed yourself into Wonwooβs lap, causing him to release an incredibly strained moan. His arms tightened around you, and his hands dipped under your sweater to make skin to skin contact with your waist. You arched into it, encouraging him as those same hands trailed up your back and down your spine, sending waves of tingles throughout your body.Β
The two of you continued to kiss heatedly as Wonwoo proceeded to explore your stomach and upper ribs, not allowing himself nor you the pleasure of touching just a little higher and causing you to whine repeatedly. He seemed to partially enjoy being a tease, partially hate torturing himself by holding back.
βI-I canβtβ¦ Touchβ¦β Wonwoo mumbled out between wet kisses, you eventually detached yourself from his mouth to return the favor of sucking and licking his neck, somewhat allowing him to get a few more words out. βI canβt touch youβ¦β
You frowned slightly and nibbled on his collarbone before pulling away to face him. His hair was a wreck and sticking up everywhere, his glasses were fogged and barely hanging off the edge of his nose, his pale skin was beginning to flush and his eyes were lidded and dilated. If you hadnβt known that the guy had been sipping the same beer for the past two hours you mightβve thought he was completely hammered.
βWhy? Why not?β You crinkled a brow, placing your hands around his own that had been gently stroking the skin just above your stomach. βItβd feel so nice, soft, sensitiveβ¦β You slowly inched his hands higher, and felt his fingers subconsciously brush against the underside of your breast. Wonwoo let out a surprised grunt and you silently celebrated your choice of going braless beneath your oversized sweater. You tilted your head all the way back and leaned into his touch with a whimper, trying to get him to do it again.
βFuck, fuckβ¦β Wonwoo practically whispered, his breath hitching as he closed his eyes in an attempt to regain his control. He took a few deep breaths but froze his motions completely much to your irritation, you huffed out in frustration and wiggled in his lap impatiently causing whatever remaining strings were left in him to snap.
He removed one of his hands and used it to pull you closer to him. His hand roughly gripped the back of your head to rest on his shoulder while his other traveled to your sternum, still not quite close enough to touch your breasts but enough to make you audibly groan out.Β
βAre you trying to fucking torture me, huh?β He choked out, his already deep voice managing to go two octaves lower. βIβve thought about this moment for years. You know how easily I could make you come right here? Right now?β
You whined and nodded quickly, feeling his hand sliding back downwards toward your navel. His mouth was pressed right against your ear, and the sound of his heavy breathing was fueling the boiling ache between your legs like nothing else.
βBut no. Iβm gonna take my time. I want to spend hours on you. I want to make sure you come back begging for me to touch you again.β His fingers trail the outline of your panties, causing you to shiver. βIβll fuck you so good and dirty that itβs all you think about for months. Youβll be coming to my room in the middle of the night craving my tongue, and I guarantee my face will be buried between those thighs till youβre dumb and limp.β
Your entire body tensed up as the fire in your blood burned hotter, your whimpers became desperate as the desire to grind down on Wonwoo grew exponentially stronger. He seemed to catch on to this, immediately moving his hands to your hips to stall any movement. You groan out in irritation.
βBut, I refuse to do any of that when youβre drunk.β His once incredibly lustful tone turned into one of gentleness and patience. You moved back from his shoulder to meet his eyes, gleaming with sincerity. βI need you to be completely aware of what weβre doing. I need you to be one hundred percent certain that this is something you want. And you definitely canβt do that right now.β
You pouted and were about to argue when you felt a spell of dizziness hit like a slap to the face. You gripped his shoulder to stabilize yourself, and his hold on your waist hardened to help steady you.Β
βSee I know youβre right, but part of me is even more turned on that youβre being a good person and not taking advantage of me.β
Wonwoo laughed audibly, his goofy smile warming your heart and instantly reminding you of how you came to fall for him in the first place. You leaned in to offer another slow, languid kiss to which he accepted. The fact that you could do that now, just kiss him whenever you wanted to, it was genuinely like a dream you never wanted to wake up from. You sneakily attempted to escalate the kiss before you felt your head being tugged back.
βThatβs enough, bedtime.β You whined.
βNow tell me why the hell you riled me up that much if you were just going to send me to bed.β You frowned, pouting as Wonwoo chuckled.
βI held back for three years, do you have any idea how much self control itβs taking just for me to stop?β He smiled, fidgeting with a loose strand of your hair. βI can wait one more day, but first I need to make sure you donβt wake up regretting all this.β
You shook your head quickly, not wanting that thought to plague his mind for even a second. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders and leaned in to hug him, nuzzling your face into the crook of his neck.
βNever. I could never regret any of this.β You murmured, feeling your eyes flutter shut. A rumbling from his chest that indicated a soft laugh reverberated through your body, and you distantly felt yourself getting picked up off the ground and taken into your own bed.
As you felt the familiarity of your blankets and sheets being tucked in tightly around you, you realized he had no intention to stay. It took ninety nine percent of your inebriated brainβs capacity, but you managed to quickly snatch one of his hands before he turned to go to his own room.
βStay tonight..β you mumbled out without even opening your eyes, you felt his hand tense. βI wonβt do anything, just stayβ¦β
The last thing you felt was the feeling of the bed sinking in next to you as you drifted into a dreamless sleep.
-
You were hot.
Extremely hot.
Did you forget to take off your clothes before bed last night? You typically slept in your underwear for that exact reason.
You shifted your legs slightly and grunted out when you felt the thick lining of your favorite sweatpants rub against one another. No wonder.
You adjusted your position in an attempt to remove the pants when you suddenly found yourself locked in place, a heavy weight over your shoulder pressing down and restricting you from moving freely. Not only that, a warm, soft hand was gently wrapped around your own.
Your eyes flew open as you suddenly became extremely aware of the predicament youβd put yourself in. His breathing felt slow and steady, indicating that the former still hadnβt woken up yet. His mouth seemed to be directly behind your neck, if the warm air continuously tickling the back of it was any indication. You let out a small shiver at the feeling.
And to make matters even worse, the hard length that seemed to be poking into your leg definitely belonged to none other than the guy you viciously made out with last night.Β
IT WAS REAL?!
The splitting headache youβd initially felt completely dissipated as you instead focused on your actions last night. Your first thoughts began with denial, the truth that youβd spilt the entirety of your guts and more to your roommate and best friend whoβd just been trying to cheer you upβ¦ it was humiliating. Not only that, you practically threw yourself into his lap and shoved your tongue down his throat.
You closed your eyes tightly as you held back the urge to sneak out of bed and run to the nearest airport. Maybe you could vacation to America for a bit, you spoke a decent amount of English, you could get by. Just long enough for Wonwoo to forget how desperate you had behaved last nightβ
I will never recover from thisβ¦
Next came the anger at yourself for drinking that much in the first place, what did you think was going to happen?? You were freshly single, drinking an absurd amount of alcohol around the guy youβd been fantasizing about since you MET him. You could barely control your hormones when you were sober, nevermind when youβre completely wasted.
Yeah, big genius you were.
Not only that, the two of you are roommates. What if things got awkward now? What if you had to avoid each other, what if heβs grossed outβ
Wait.
β¦
He wasnβt grossed out.
In fact, if you remembered correctly, he had muttered absolute filth into your ear about what he wanted to do with you. Heβd even been encouraging it as much as you were egging him on, he liked you back. He admitted it himselfβ
OH MY GOD?!
WONWOO LIKED YOU BACK?!
Your eyes opened once more and your jaw dropped slightly in realization, the soft snores from the man behind you had slowed to a halt and you felt your body tense. His limbs stirred and he lifted his head groggily to check if you were awake.
βGood Morningβ¦β His raspy morning voice caused a tingle to run through your spine, and he didnβt even hesitate to offer a small kiss on your temple before laying back down. Your heart melted, and you slowly moved to pinch yourself slightly just to double check.
It seemed he was hit with a reality check of his own too though, because not long after the kiss you felt his entire body stiffen. He stuttered out, trying to form a sentence but struggling.
βIβ uhβ¦ are you? O-OH!! Oh I am so sorryββΒ
He cleared his throat and shifted back slightly, enough so that you wouldn't be able to feel his βmorning problemβ against you. Your face flushed as you found yourself disappointed by its absence.
βIβitβs okayβ¦β you coughed out, voice hoarse and mouth dry from all the alcohol youβd consumed the night prior. βI didnβt really mindβ¦β
Wonwoo hesitated for a beat but never removed his arms from being wrapped around you, which you took as a good sign. You placed your free hand atop his and squeezed, boldly snuggling further back into his arms to let him know you were okay with being held by him. His muscles relaxed, squeezing you tightly in return and nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck.
βDo youβ¦ Remember last night?β Wonwoo mumbled into your skin, goosebumps prickling your arms at the feeling. βYou drank so much, I wouldnβt be surprised if you blacked any of it outβ¦β
ββ¦ I remember everything.β You confirmed in a small voice, still a bit anxious for some reason. βAt least I think I do? I could have definitely just imagined some portions, Iβm not too sure what was fantasy and what was reality.β
Wonwoo laughed softly and you had to admit it was a bit embarrassing, knowing that he was practically sober all night while you had drowned your sorrows in soju and were unable to trust your own recollections.
βHow about you tell me what you remember and Iβll let you know if it happened or not then?β Wonwoo suggested, and you felt your heart rate quicken at having to say it all aloud again. You knew that at least some of your memories had to be real, judging from the forehead kiss heβd given you and the clinginess heβd been showing, but what if you had completely imagined the steamy parts? It would be even more embarrassingβ¦
You were way too sober to go through this again.
You sucked in a breath and started easy. βI confessed that I used to have a crush on you last night.β
βWrong.β Your heart stopped briefly. βYou confessed that you still have a crush on me last night. Present tense.β
You elbowed his side softly, causing a deep chuckle to escape his chest. βYou know what I meant.β Still, a small bit of pressure was slightly lifted off your shoulders at his confirmation. βYou told me you have feelings for me too.β
Wonwoo nodded his answer, his head still buried into your neck. You smiled at that, never once thinking that him returning your crush was even a possibility in the past.
βWeββ you paused, treading into dangerous territory. βWe kissedβ¦ a lot. I got on your lap.β
You felt him clench his fingers around your own slightly. And before he could confirm or deny the claim, you rushed to get the rest out as well.
βYou said some thingsβ¦ Some really, really dirty thingsβ¦β
βI did.β Wonwoo spoke stiffly, probably embarrassed in his own way. You felt a rush of excitement at the confirmation, and a bit of nervousness as his rigid body tensed up behind you.
You both stayed that way, still and quiet for a few minutes, processing everything that had happened and where to continue from there. It was a lot easier and a lot less nerve wracking when you were drunk, but you gathered enough courage to softly press your behind into Wonwooβs front.
A grunt of surprise escaped his throat and you sucked in your lip, hoping that it wasnβt too late to collect on last night's promises. You pressed back again, this time rolling your hips slightly in encouragement.
βY-youβ¦ you still wantβ¦β Wonwoo groaned, his hand instinctively clinging on to your lower waist to pull you closer into him.
βYes.β You sighed, wiggling slightly as you heard him suck in a sharp breath. βAnd for fucks sake touch me this time.βΒ
Wonwoo didnβt need to be told twice, his hand immediately dipped under your sweater, once again exploring your navel, your sternum. An incoherent moan forced its way from your throat when his hand finally cupped your breast, kneading and prodding.
βIt fits so perfectly in my hand, doesnβt it?β He gave a soft squeeze, using his index finger to play with your perked nipple. βGod what I would give to see them bounce while I pound into youβ¦β
You couldnβt do anything but whine when he moved his mouth to kiss your neck, never once stopping his ministrations on your chest. The feeling of his tongue traveling up to your earlobe then back down to your shoulder was almost enough to make you scream into your pillow, you clung to his bicep desperately as you practically melted into his arms.
You could barely register this was actually happening, hell you wouldβve thought youβd been dropped directly into one of your dirty dreams if it werenβt for the fact that his physical presence around you was so strong. His scent, his weight, his voiceβ¦ God you would have never imagined Wonwoo would be so vocal in bed.
.. Not that you were complaining one bit.
βSpeaking ofβ¦β He spoke directly into your ear, causing a pool of heat to rise in your lower belly. His hand released your breast, finally exploring lower and dipping beneath your underwear. βLet me see just how fucking wet you get for me baby.β
You were practically panting at this point, and the soft pressure he provided as he prodded your folds almost made you come on the spot. You were getting impatient and he knew it too, proceeding to circle your clit with a deliberate smirk as he moved his hand faster, his eyes observing every detail of your desperate expression.
βAre you gonna look like this when I put my dick in you? God I bet it would just slide right inβ¦β He let out a hollow chuckle as he inserted a single finger, making sure to also put pressure on his palm. You instinctively attempted to grind into it, shivering when he let out a deep groan. βWhat kind of noises do you make when you come, huh? I wanna hear them all.β
You gasp as his hand picks up its pace and he curls his fingers inward to find the perfect spot. You attempt to ground yourself by gripping the sheets, crying out and pleading for any kind of release from the intense pressure threatening to burst.
βWonwooβ¦ fuck! Pleaseeee!β You whined out, any leftover teasing in his voice seemed to dissipate at that.
βYouβre gonna come on my fingers, then on my face, then on my cock.β He spoke carefully, inserting another digit and causing you to hum out in relief. βThen weβre gonna repeat it, over and over until youβre completely satisfied and your legs canβt even function anymore.β
You were gasping for air, eyes screwed shut as you focused in on the strings in your body tightening enough to snap any godforsaken second. He used his other arm to shift you from your side to your back, his face right above yours as you involuntarily spread your legs even wider to grant him better access. He chuckled darkly.
βYou look so fucking good all desperate like this.β He mumbled, slamming his digits into you as he watched your reactions. βOpen your eyes. I want you to look at me while I make you come.β
You struggled to focus but eventually your lids fluttered open, finding Wonwooβs direct eye contact nerve wracking at first but soon realizing how much more intense it made everything feel. His finger curled once more and you arched instinctively, reaching a hand up to grip onto his muscular shoulder as an anchor.
βYou like that baby?β He smiled slightly, eyes darkening with every small reaction you let out, you nodded quickly. βWhen you told me no oneβs ever made you come I took that as a challenge, you know?β
You whimpered as he shifted to use his free hand to lift your top, nipples hardening as they made contact with the cold morning air. He took a moment to quietly admire their shape and size, but before you could begin to feel even slightly self conscious Wonwoo had leaned down to take one eagerly into his mouth.
You squeaked in surprise as the pleasure began to overwhelm you, your eyes screwing shut against your will and your mouth forming a giant βoβ as Wonwoo flicked his tongue around your breast, nibbling softly all while pressing his palm onto your clit.
βF-fuck!!β You cried out, moving your hand to grip the back of Wonwooβs hair in encouragement. βPlease please pleaseeee!! Youβre gonna make me comeee!β
Wonwoo picked up his pace and sucked harder, causing you to scream out as all the sensations combined into a height youβd never even come close to replicating with your own fingers. You tugged Wonwooβs head back suddenly to pull him off your breast, opting instead to pull him into a sloppy, messy kiss that was all tongue and teeth.
Your breathing staggered and an embarrassingly throaty noise escaped as the pressure finally burst into a feeling of complete euphoria. Your entire body twitched involuntarily and you groaned as Wonwoo pulled away from your lips to watch you ride through the sensation.
His fingers never stopped toying with your clit and his whispers of encouragement kept coming, creating an orgasm that felt more intense than anything youβd ever experienced before.
βThatβs it baby, I want you to feel so fucking good, I want you to feel everything.β He muttered softly, not once slowing his fingers' pace. βIβm gonna make it so you feel this good whenever you want. You look so perfect like this, youβre so good for me.β
You whimpered when the stimulation grew too intense, and Wonwoo removed his fingers carefully. He leaned down to kiss you softly, sweetly and your heart fluttered at how gently he placed his hand on the back of your neck to pull you into it.
βDid you feel good?β He asked, pulling back to observe your face, scanning for any sign of regret or hesitation. βWas that okay for you?β
You breathed deeply, body limp with barely any energy remaining but you managed to nod enthusiastically. He chuckled and you immediately leaned in to kiss him once more.
βGod, yes.β You murmured into his lips, using both your hands to pull him in deeper. βI couldβve probably come just from you speaking to me like that.β
He laughed heartily into the kiss and your chest warmed as he held you close, as if afraid youβd disappear if he let go. You bit his bottom lip and prodded his mouth open, meeting each other's tongue once more.Β
A needy whine escaped your throat when his mouth's pace remained steady against your own,Β you decided that he was way too calm for how hard he had just made you cum. He finally let out a deep growl when you gripped the back of his hair tightly and you felt the corners of your lips quirk up into a satisfied smirk.
βI want you to feel good tooβ¦β you muttered in an attempt to be sultry, moving your hands down his body to graze his hard length. He groaned loudly, pulling you in tightly as you ushered him on to his back, moving to straddle him.
βI thought I told you.β He grinned and pulled back from the kiss, using his own hand to stop yours from unbuttoning his pants. βThis is for you. You already came on my fingers, now I want to taste you.β
You tensed at the idea of Wonwoo putting his mouth on you, a spark of both excitement and nervousness flooding the pit of your stomach in a dangerous mixture. The instant pooling of moisture between your legs was your bodyβs own indication that it had no qualms with his suggestion, but Wonwoo could sense your hesitation almost immediately and sat up to look at you.
βI hope you know I would never do anything youβre uncomfortable with though, are you okay?β His concerned expression softened your resolve almost immediately, and you nodded your head.
βIβm okay, itβs justβ¦ No oneβs actually ever done something like that to me, down thereβ¦β Your face reddened slightly and Wonwooβs eyes widened in pure shock. βI'm just worried it might, you know, smell or taste weird or something.β
βSo itβs not just that Si-woo was bad at sex, but he never even tried something as simple as that either?β Wonwoo questioned in disbelief, you nodded with an embarrassed chuckle. ββ¦ Two years together, and the guy never even thought about eating you out?β
You felt your neck beginning to flush at his reaction. βI asked him if we could try once or twice, but he was kinda grossed out by it. I just gave up on the idea after a while.β
Wonwooβs jaw went slack in a mixture of horror and incredulity, and you couldnβt help a stray giggle from escaping as he didnβt even hesitate to flip the two of you around. Your back was once again flat against the mattress, and you bit your lip in anticipation as he wasted no time in pulling your sweats down.
βIβve wanted to do this for three fucking yearsβ¦β He muttered, his tone giving your arm goosebumps at how deep and serious his voice was. βThe amount of times Iβve thought about how you might tasteβ¦ And that fucker couldnβt even be bothered toβ You know what, Iβm not going to bring him up right now.β
Wonwoo leaned down to take your mouth in his for a desperate kiss, his tongue circling yours and tingling deeply as if cherishing the closeness and intimacy. He pulled away slowly, trailing his tongue down your cheek to your neck and up to your ear while nipping at your most sensitive spots.
βRight now, all I want is for you to think about how good Iβm making you feel,β he whispered, you let out a pathetic whimper as he traced the outline of your soaked panties with his fingertips. βI want you to scream out my name while I fuck you with my tongue.β
He leaned back and pulled up your sweater, taking a moment to blatantly admire your chest once again before diving in to take your left breast into his mouth, his hand palming the other. You squeaked at the sudden stimulation, arching into his wandering tongue as he proceeded to lick lower, and lower.
His kisses peppered along the top of your underwear and you tensed, he looked up at you reassuringly and brushed his lips softly along your inner thighs, squeezing and licking. You held your breath in anticipation but noticed his kisses had softened as if to soothe your very obvious nerves. You held his gaze as he nuzzled his cheek into your thigh, he was very obviously waiting for your approval to proceed any further and all it did was turn you on even more.
βPleaseβ¦β You whispered, nerves on edge and the heat in your stomach only growing hotter. You wanted him to rip your underwear off already, to finally feel what someoneβs mouth would feel like down there. His warm breath grazing against your heat was already exciting you even more, and you held your breath as a teasing grin bloomed on his face.
What you werenβt expecting was Wonwoo to lick you directly over your panties, right where your lips were. Your eyes widened and a guttural groan left your throat without meaning to. The feeling sent an electric shock shooting straight down your spine, and you braced yourself as he teased you, pressing his hot mouth and wet tongue against the already soaked barrier of your underwear.
βOhβ¦ oh my godβ¦β you gasped, shocked that simply feeling his mouth kissing you down there could elicit such a strong reaction from your body. Your mouth was stuck open in silent screams as he finally pushed your underwear to the side and began devouring you without restraint.
You barely even recognized the noises you made as your own, mind going completely blank as your muscles tensed at the vibrations of Wonwoo humming into your pussy. He seemed to be genuinely enjoying himself, lapping up from top to bottom, swirling his tongue and licking up every single crevice like he was a man starved.Β
It was an experience youβd never felt anything like before, your skin and blood on fire from the heat his mouth emanated. Every lick stoked a flame that burned hotter and hotter until you were practically chanting his fucking name over and over again.
βFuckkk, Wonwoooo!!β You cried as his pace slowed down, his desperate slurps turning into long, slow licks right down your slit. The tip of his tongue circled the nub atop your sensitive folds and you were groaning at how you could feel him smirking into your cunt.
βHmmm.. I love when you say my name~β He mumbled darkly as he continued to flatten his tongue over your folds, chuckling as you blindly reached for the back of his hair to steady yourself. βWhen you come I want you to scream it out for me, okay baby?β
You nodded exasperatedly, eyes practically rolling into the back of your head when Wonwoo decided to insert a single digit. You cried out as you felt your walls clench around it, the feeling of something filling you almost enough to send you over the edge. His pace quickened, and you swear stars blinded your vision once his tongue began to flick your clit in time with his finger.
If your brain wasnβt currently MIA you mightβve been embarrassed at how quickly he was about to make you come again.
βPleaseeee, Wonu!β you opened your eyes to look down and realized heβd been observing you the entire time. You arched helplessly and released a strained moan. βPlease Iβm so fucking closeeee!β
His speed picked up slightly at your desperate tone, but it was him inserting a second digit along with his tongue lingering a little too long over your clit that sent you finally careening over the edge.
And fuck did you feel weightless.
Your entire body shuddered, your eyes scrunching shut as you felt your orgasm plummet you off a cliff and free falling into the air. Waves of unbridled pleasure crashed through you as Wonwoo continued his ministrations the entire way through it, and you heard in the far distance the sound of your own voice screaming his name out deliriously.
Your eyes opened to a blurry ceiling, your head and body still reeling from the aftermath of bliss youβd just experienced. Wonwoo remained between your legs, peppering soft kisses against your thighs and you couldnβt help the actual audacity this man had to be so talented with his tongue.
βCome up here before I ask you to do that all over again.β You pant out, completely spent and only half serious. Wonwoo smiled giddily and you couldnβt help but smile back.
βYou might need to pry me awayβ¦ Because fuck if I could eat this every dayββ
You tugged on his shoulder insistently with an exhausted giggle, and he reluctantly came up to your side to wrap his arms around you. You burrowed your face into his chest with a content sigh, smiling to yourself as you timed your breaths to the sound of his heartbeat.
βGood?β He questioned as if he didnβt already know the answer, you scoffed but nodded anyway.
βPhenomenal, outstanding, unparalleled!β
βSame goes for how you taste~β Wonwoo grinned. βDelicious, exquisite, absolutely delectableββ
βNext time I want to taste you too~β You teased, tracing the outline of his muscles, watching them tense up as you neared his nipple. You looked up as his expression suddenly strained, and you mentally smacked yourself as you noticed his obscene hardness poking into your side.
βPlease donβt worry about it.β He shrugged casually, snuggling you further into his chest with a happy cat-like grin. βClose your eyes, letβs enjoy the rest of the morning and sleep in.β
You frowned, you knew he was trying to allow you ample time to rest and recover. Two orgasms back to back was practically unheard of when it came to your sex life after all, and your body was definitely not used to it. But three years of sexual tension was a long time to wait, and you were not about to blue ball him after everything he just did for you.
βI thought you said you were gonna make me come three times?β You questioned boldly, reciting his words from earlier this morning. Your hands trailed down to the top of his sweats and you noticed his jaw clench. βFirst on your fingers, then your face, then your cockββ
His mouth was back on yours instantly, his fervent kisses already winding you up and sparking a dim heat in your belly once more. You knew it wasnβt likely for you to finish again, but you also knew your body was aching to feel Wonwoo inside you. It was a carnal desire that went past pleasure, you just needed him as connected to you as physically possible.
βWe donβt have to, we can just relax if you want instead.β Wonwoo mumbled out as he pulled away from your lips. His eyes were dark and heavy but there was still enough clarity in them to show he was still able to control himself. βI know youβre tired, if this is just for me I donβt want you to feel obligatedββ
βI want you.β You interrupt, watching his molten eyes dilate and most of the clarity disappear all too quickly. Your hand reached lower, gripping the hardness of his length through his pants and he inhaled a sharp breath. βI need you inside me. Iβve never needed anything moreββ
It was the last confirmation he needed to hear before attacking your lips again, crawling above you while sliding his sweats off easily. You grinned into the kiss and let out a gasp as he prodded your entrance with his finger, swirling your clit with his thumb.
A mewl escaped you as your sensitive bud was played with gently, you released his mouth and he immediately dipped down to flick your nipple with his tongue playfully. He kissed and sucked at your breast until you were careening into him once more, a faint rush of heat pulsing in your core as he slid his finger inside.
βItβs so soft in here.β Wonwoo breathed out, his patience very obviously wearing thin. You shivered at the sound of his voice, knowing that he definitely felt the swell of wetness that came just from hearing him talk. βAre you gonna let me fuck you nice and good, baby?
You cried out at the overbearing stimulation combined with his words, moving your hips in time with his fingers thrusting inside you. He entered another digit and you immediately knew it wasnβt going to be enough.
βPut it in. Fuck!β You groaned as he put a bit more pressure on your still recovering clit. You felt him shuffle with his underwear, kicking it off somewhere that you couldnβt be bothered to think about at this moment. βPut it in me right now. Fuck a condom, Iβm on birth control.β
Wonwoo stuttered in his motions and let out a shaky exhale, muttering curses under his breath as he tried to keep his composure at the new information. You needed him raw, you needed to feel every inch of him pounding into you and you needed it immediately.
You relaxed your body when you felt him lining himself up to your entrance, and you both moaned cohesively as he rubbed his tip along your folds to moisten it up. He pushed in softly, slowly, carefully as you felt yourself fill up inch by inch.
He was big. Not too girthy but exquisitely long, and the further he entered you the more you were shocked at how easily your body allowed him to slide right in. You could feel the veins pulsing alongside his length and your walls clamping down around him, effectively keeping him locked in place. The two of you breathed out deeply as he finally bottomed out, and youβd never felt more full in your entire life.
βOhβ¦ fuck! Oh my godβ¦β Wonwoo gasped shakily, his hand gripping your waist so tightly you wouldnβt be surprised if it was bruised in the morning. You groaned as you clung to his shoulders, itching for him to move already. βYouβre so fucking tightβ¦ I can feel everythingβ¦β
βWonwoo pleaseβ¦β you all but begged, he took one more deep breath and proceeded to thrust downward, resulting in an obscene moan from the both of you. βPlease! Fuck meeee!β
Any semblance of self control remaining in Wonwoo seemed to have snapped at that, as he proceeded to drill you into the mattress furiously until you let out the most animalistic groan either of you had ever heard. It did nothing to quell the fervor in which he rammed into you, if anything causing his passion to escalate tenfold.
βOh yeah? You fucking like that?β He grunted out, the slapping noises of your bodies meeting making you feel lightheaded. βYou like when I fuck you like this? Raw and hard?β
You whined out and nodded exasperatedly, gasping as he paused to lift your legs over his shoulders, grabbing you by the waist to lift and pull your body up into his. A strangled cry escaped at the new angle, his length deliciously hitting you right in the sweet spot as he plunged himself into you full force once again.Β
βTell me you fucking want it.β He panted out, a light sheen of sweat forming on his chest and his eyes locked in on where your bodies were connecting, in and out, in and out. βTell me you want me to fuck you like this over and over again.β
You screamed as he brought his hand down to play with your clit once more, and you found yourself absolutely overwhelmed by the fact that you were yet again on the brink of orgasming for the third time this morning.Β
βPleaseeee Wonwoo, I want you to fuck meeee!β You begged out, your words pitching up with every thrust he gave. His free hand reached down to play with your breast, your other one bouncing liberally as he proceeded to pound into you.
βYou look so fucking hot like thisβ¦β He muttered, practically to himself which only fueled the ever growing knot in your stomach. βF-fuck!! Iβm gonnaββ
βCum in me, pleaseeee fucking fill me upββ You cried out, and it was the last thing both of you needed to hear before finally climaxing together.
If your last orgasm was like a free fall, this one was like being hit with a freight train. Wonwooβs thumb on your clit combined with his last full force thrust shoved you over the edge so hard and fast you swear you stopped breathing for a moment. The added feeling of him filling you up simultaneously was so intoxicating that you swore from then on that you would always let him come inside.
Wonwoo collapsed atop you, panting heavily into your shoulder as you stroked his back, equally as breathless. The aftermath of your body spasms calmed down after a few minutes, your simultaneous heaving settling down into long, deep breaths.
Taking a second to gather some energy, you couldnβt help but wince as Wonwoo pulled himself out slowly and slumped to your side. You nuzzled up to him, throwing your weak limbs around his body and practically melting into the mattress. You heard him exhale loudly.
βYou have no idea how long Iβve wanted to do that.β Wonwoo murmured tenderly, obviously still dazed and reeling. You let out an airy laugh.Β
βAnd now we have all the time in the world.β A cheesy grin grew on his face at your words as he squeezed you tightly, and youβd never felt more comfortable and safe than you felt in his arms at that moment.
βYouβre right.β He smiled, gently stroking the back of your head. He ran his fingers through your hair sweetly, kissing your forehead as your eyes fluttered shut and his last words echoed in the distance.Β
βAnd Iβm never letting another second with you go to waste.β
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had a dream last night that i was in a hotel room with ateez and some other random ppl and jongho kept promising to make out with me ?? and then heβd get distracted and busy and iβd pester him about it and heβd be like YES i know i want to hang on iβll kiss u as soon as iβm done with this and then that just kept happening until i woke up β¦.WITHOUT being kissed by jongho. why is life so unfair
a m*n gave me the ick earlier and without sharing too much β¦β¦ i just gotta know how seventeen would take care of their girl & finish her off if they cum before she does π₯²π₯Ί pls
because i KNOW none of them would leave her hanging ,,,,
WARNINGS: smut, fingering, oral, dirty talk
seungcheol: βfuckβ¦ hold on, baby, i got you.β heβs already sliding back down between your legs, face close. mightβve blown his load, but now heβs on a mission. heβll take his time, lips touching over your clit, tongue working in slow circles until youβre begging for more. and when you finally do cum, he's holding your thighs down, watching your body shake with that smug-ass grin of his. βtold you iβd take care of you.β
jeonghan: βdamn, didnβt expect you to last so long.β heβll chuckle, but itβs not long before his handβs back on you, fingers finding their way between your folds, working you slowly. heβll tease at first, just to see how much you can take, and when you start squirming.. thatβs when heβll kick it up. his fingers pumping faster, thumb pressing hard against your clit as he whispers shit like, βcome on, baby, let go for me. i know you want to.β
joshua: βdonβt worry, angel. youβre not going anywhere.β heβs all soft reassurance, but those fingers?AIHUHDUYAGSD skilled. joshua knows exactly how to drag it out for you, knuckles deep, scissoring his fingers while he watches every little expression on your face. heβs patient, cooing little praises like, βyouβre doing so good/aww my babyyβ while he edges you to that breaking point. he doesnβt stop until youβre gasping, back arched, falling apart in his hands.
jun: βwhoops. iβll make it up to you, i swear.β boyβs quick to dive in with his fingers, but heβs cheeky about it, playing with your clit in a way thatβs almost too light, just to see you get desperate. ina second will have fingers pumping fast. and if you think youβre done? not on your life, junβs going back in for seconds, maybe even thirds, just to make sure youβre fully satisfied.
hoshi: βshit, i came too fast.β heβs a little flustered, but heβs not about to leave you like that. those hands of his are back at work, fingers slipping inside while as he sucks your nipples. heβs got this look, like heβs making up for lost time, whispering breathy encouragements like, βiβll make you feel good, baby, just trust me.β and when you do cum just fromhis fingers? heβs way too proud of himself, grinning ear to ear like he just won a damn medal.
wonwooβs all calm about it. βdonβt worry, babe. iβll finish what i started.β fucks you even though he's sensitive as fuck, heβs keeping his eyes locked on yours, watching every twitchβwhile HE twitches, focused on ur every breath you take as he pulls you right to the edge. no rush, just pure focus. when you finally come, heβs smiling that soft, satisfied smile, like he knew it would happen all along.
woozi: βfuck, iβm sorry. Iβll fix it.β jihoonβs quick to act, fingers already slipping back inside you (those long fingers that always make u cum), determined to make you feel just as good. heβs not saying much, just focusing on you, using every little sound you make to guide him until heβs got you shaking, thighs clenching around his hand as you finally fall apart. then, he just smirks and says, βi would never leave you hanging jagi.β
seokmin: βshitβ¦ that was too fast? sorry u look so hot in this braβ but seokmin already on it, no shame. diving back in with his mouth, kissing down your body until his lips wrap around your clit, sucking sloppily until your fingers are pulling his hair, tongue flicking over your clit, fingers thrusting deep, like heβs making up for lost time, making sure you come hard enough to forget he ever finished first.
mingyu: βfuck, didnβt mean to.β heβs a little embarrassed, but heβs so eager to make it up to you. big hands slipping back between your thighs, fingers spreading you open, thumb rubbing slow circles around your clit. starved look, eyes watching the way your hips start rocking. and when you start moaning, he's already hard to fuck you again to orgasm.
minghao: βmy bad.β he would continue if he's still hard enough, even if he's overstimulating himself to tears. and he fucks u in a way thatβs almost too smooth, knowing exactly how to hit that spot over and over. heβll just smirk when you actually enjoy it, keeping the rhythm steady until youβre practically wetting the bed. heβs watching, satisfied as hell, whispering, βthere you go.β
seungkwan: βshit! okay, okay, i got you, hold up.β full-on recovery mode, determined to make sure youβre not left high and dry. heβs already got his fingers working fast, trying to make up for lost time. βdonβt worry, iβll get you there.β heβs a little frantic at first, but tries to find a good rhythm for you, his fingers slipping as his cum drips from you. fingers pumping fast until youβre clenching around him.
vernon: βohβ¦ uh, sorry.β really chill about it, doesnβt mean heβs not gonna finish what he started. he's going to make his cock go deeper, so you feel the phale all heavy inside you, as he stimulates your nipples and neckβand trust me, with the skilled mouth of his, he will make you cum from this. when you finally cum, he just smirks and says, βknew youβd get there.β
chan: βshit, sorry! lemme take care of you. im sensitive todayβ baby boyβs all worried, but heβs quick to dive his face between your legs. eating you out, not caring if you're dripping in his cum βyouβre so close, i know it,β hyping you up until youβre cumming hard.
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going to a music festival with vernon. he's behind you the whole time, hand on your waist as he jams to the songs of a band he doesn't really know.
vernon loudly whispering in your ear from time to time, either commenting on the artist that is playing or asking you if you're hungry. he checks the lineup once again, smiling so bright and telling you "i hope they perform the song we like" while pointing at an artist's name.
for the whole day, vernon sings loudly, bangs his head, holds you close whenever you get emotional or something, and just truly enjoys to have that time with you - because he wouldn't rather share his love for music with anyone but his own lover.
c/w: explicit content - mdni, swearing, dirty jokes, pet names, dark humour
a/n: i had a different fake text queued for today, but in light of choi san the man himself discovering fanfic, this felt fitting to post π«’ started drafting this five months ago with @sorryimananti-romantic so did we accidentally manifest it π¬
this is FUELLING my brat tamer!taehyun hc like this man will literally signal you to come to him after being a brat and embarrassing him in front of all his friends, touching his crotch underneath the table making him slap your hand and glare at you but you still would tease him then on the way back he would stay quiet and have his jaw clenched then at home heβd be like, βact like a brat, get treated like a brat,β and deny you of your orgasm ππ
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