summary - You weren't popular at your college, but, you rarely had skipped classes, you took good care of yourself, you were the most beautiful girl, on campus. You even made sure to hang around the right people, except one. Lee Heeseung, fuckboy? Fuckboy.
(bestfriendsbrother!hs x reader, smut, kinda just romantic, rlly no angst, tiny bit of fluff?)
warnings: unprotected sex (don't), cock slapping, tiny bit of degrading (?) oral (m!rec) mentions of smoking and drinking.
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You and your closest friend, Hanna, had constantly talked about moving in together. It was a major topic. Heeseung was one year older than you, it felt like he was on top of everything that you weren't, life with him was always a competition it felt like.
Heeseung was almost exactly the opposite of you, he smoked, drank every now and then, he skipped most of his classes and, most importantly, he did not hang around his kind of people. You'd think he'd hang around all these people who do the same thing as him, go out late at night, get high, and fuck.
The thing about Heeseung, was that he did that alone, he was known for bringing girls home late at night, giving them as they explained, "the time of their life". He didn't care about what people said about him because he knew it was true, he had no shame.
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"Hanna, what about that apartment in downtown? I've heard it's got great room, barely any damage and stuff." You said, scrolling for homes on your laptop. "No, I kind of want to stay closer to the campus, you know? If i'm late, I don't want to take another 30 minutes to get there, y'know?" She mentioned while flopping down next to you.
"Okay, somewhere closer..." You tapped your nails against your laptop, thinking. "Wait, doesn't your brother have that studio? That's like ten minutes away?" You thought. "The one he's renting out? I mean yeah, but he goes there a lot, and it has these ugly light blue lights, we'd have to get rid of those." She did a face of mocking disgust.
"Okay fine, no lights, but your the one talking to him, he's weird." You pointed out, shutting your laptop closed and placing it to the side. "Okay, fine, i'll talk to him." She groaned, falling back against the bed.
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"What do you mean no?" Hanna said, a tone mixed of shock and anger. "I mean no, you'd have to pay me back, and even if you did, your to broke and don't have money." Heeseung said as he was rolling up weed. "Excuse me? I work a job, as a waitress, I do have money." She placed her hands on her hips, raising a brow.
"I don't care." He said unbothered, not even caring to look at his sister. "Fine, I guess me and Y/N are going to be homeless!" She threw her hands to her side, starting to walk out his room. But that caught his attention. "Wait, Y/N?" He looked up at her, his fingers stilling. "Uhm, yes?" Hanna raised a brow. He sighed, rubbing his nose bridge. "Let me think about it." He muttered.
"Wait, really?" She smiled, her expression changing faster than you could blink. "Don't make me regret it." He warned. "Now get out, dork." Heeseung pushed her out.
"Wait, he actually agreed?" You asked, your tone somewhat between shock and confusion. "Correction, he said he'd think about it." Hanna pointed out. "Either way, knowing my brother, it's a yes, we shouldn't have to worry." She turned around, humming as she made her way into the bathroom.
3 days had passed of not hearing from Heeseung, it made Hanna anxious, and it made you anxious as well. Did he just bail on this whole idea? Of course he did, because this is just who he is, he's heartless, careless, stupid, good-looking, he smells good- wait what? You quickly shook your rubbed your eyes, trying to clear your mind.
That was interrupted by a knock on the door. You sighed, getting up to answer it. "Hanna? Is the food already-" But it wasn't Hanna, it was her doppelgänger. Almost. "Are you just going to stand there? I need to see my sister." He raised a brow.
"She's not here." You crossed your arms. "She went out to get food, you can try the next couple of fast food places, you'll find her in one of those." You did a fake smile, about to close the door when his foot slipped in the way. "I don't think so." He said. "Excuse me? Get your nasty foot out of my door!" Your eyebrows furrowed as you used your foot to try and push his out.
But of course, Heeseung was stronger than you. Why wouldn't he be? He pushed in beside you, making you stumble back a bit. "Hey, get out! You know it's a very bad thing to barge in people's homes without their permission!-" He cut you off with his voice. "Do you ever shut up?" He looked at you. Your jaw dropped. The audacity, how dare he! You couldn't even find words, you were just feeling mad.
"Why do you guys even want to move out of this crappy dorm anyways?" He questioned, looking around. "First of all, your a creep. Second of all, why does it matter to you?" You crossed your arms again, leaning against your wall. "Oh, I don't know. Maybe because you'll be moving in to my studio?" He shot that attitude right back. Did you hear that right?
"Huh?" Your tough expression faltered. He gave the most exhausted look. "God, is every girl like my sister or what? I said i'll let you guys live in the studio." He continued.
2 days had had passed by, you and both were going into the studio just to check it out. You walked in, your eyes immediately catching the blue lights. "Oh god, these lights are horrid." She said with a disgusted face. You shrugged. It wasn't even that bad. "Hanna, can you do everyone a favor and shut up?" He turned around to face her. "Hmm..." She pretended to think. "Nope!" She skipped happily around the studio, just leaving you and Heeseung.
"What's up with the weed smell?" You asked while looking around. "Isn't it obvious? I come here to smoke, the dorms will catch it if I do it in there, so this is where I go." He shoved his hands into his pockets, walking to the big window. "Okay..." You shoved the topic off, walking to the kitchen. You were looking around, when you noticed you stepped on something.
"Heeseung, what the actual fuck!" You quickly jolted away. "Why is there a pair of panties on your kitchen floor?!" Your eyebrows furrowed. "Calm the fuck down, it's not that big of a deal." He walked over, bending down to pick them up. "Oh god..." You muttered. "Heeseung...why do you have a pair of panties on your floor?" You asked confused.
"My bad, must have been the girl I had over the other day, let me tell you, things got hot inside this kitchen-" You cut him off. "Oh my god, stop! stop!" You waved your hands, getting him to shut his mouth.
"Why are you acting like this is a big deal? You've never had sex or what?" He raised a brow, a smirk sneaking on the corner of his mouth. Your mouth opened to say something but the words got stuck. His smirk dropped a bit when he saw. "Are you serious right now? You've actually never had sex?" He tried to hold back a laugh.
You crossed your arms, looking away while huffing. "I don't see why that's any of your business." You murmured. "Your right, it's not. But, think about it. Your 21, and still a virgin? Oh, you poor, poor thing." He cooed teasingly.
That made you mad. "For your information, i've done...stuff before. Just because I don't spread my legs doesn't mean i'm all 'innocent' like your thinking." You rolled your eyes, having a snarky tone.
He put his hands up in surrender. "Sure, sure. Whatever helps you sleep at night." He turned back, stuffing the panties into his back pocket.
God, he always knew how to press your buttons.
"Hanna, how did you grow up living with him? I can't even stand in a ten foot radius without feeling this...weird aura." You had chills as you thought about it. "I mean, I don't know really. I've gotten used to it. But honestly, he's not that bad." She explained while turning to face you from her homework. "Is that a joke?" You sat down onto your bed.
"I'm serious, Y/N!" She laughed. "People do talk, and yes, a lot of it is true, he does smoke, and drink, he has sex...ew." She gagged as she thought about it. "But he's free, he's fun when he wants to be." She shrugged, turning back to her homework.
Every now and then, you do wish you were more like Lee Heeseung.
"Y/N, are you going to that party, down by the astrology classes?" Your other friend, Yuna, asked while sitting beside you at the college cafe. "What party?" You asked while typing away on your laptop. "Lee Heeseung's party, obviously." She said like it was the most obvious thing in the obvious thing in the world.
"Heeseung?" You looked up at her. She nodded in confirmation. "Uhm...no thanks." You looked back at your screen. "What? why??" She said disappointedly. You shrugged. "I just heard about his parties, not really my thing."
"Please...just give it a try? for me...?" She did pouty lips, getting close to your side. You sighed, your head falling into your hands before you looked up at her. "If you leave me at the party, i'm leaving you at the building." You said, fully serious. "Deal!" She smiled happily.
The party was exactly like you thought, the whole room reeked of weed, smoke turned the bold lights into hazy blobs, people were grinding and gropping all over. You were really starting to regret all of this. "Yuna, maybe we should-" You began to turn around. "But Y/N, you promised." She whined. "How am I supposed to drink if I have no one to look after me...?"
You looked around, taking a deep breath. "Fine."
40 minutes later, and you lost Yuna, you were pushing through all the bodies. "Excuse me...sorry...sorry..." You mumbled as you looked around for her. You saw the balcony door open, praying she would be out there.
You finally got through, pushing the door open, quickly closing it, you closed your eyes, resting your head against the door, taking a deep breath. "I didn't expect you to be here." A voice startled you. Your eyes opened and you saw Heeseung leaning against the balcony rails, a cigarette in between his fingers.
"Yeah well, I was convinced, I didn't want to be here." You leaned against the balcony too, but still creating some distance between the two of you. He chuckled a bit, making you look at him. "What's so funnny...?" You asked. A sly smile was still on his pink lips. "Nothing...it's just...you look different tonight." He turned back to face the campus lights.
You looked down at yourself, wondering what he meant. Was it because of your body hugging dress? The new hair and makeup you did? You didn't know. "A good different..?" You questioned. He took a drag of the cigarette before turning his head to look at you again. "Yeah...you could say that." He let out another soft chuckle.
You looked back down at the lights. "It looks really different at night." You pointed out. "It does, it's beautiful thought, isn't it?" He took another drag. "It is, thank god the city isn't covered with those ugly light blue lights." You laughed softly.
"The ones in the studio? Those are amazing, what do you mean?" He smiled. "Seriously, Heeseung? I know you've always been...blind when it comes to things, but those lights, come on, they are ugly!" You kept laughing. Laughing with Heeseung. It was weird, but it was actually a nice feeling.
"Well, if you hate them so much, why are they still up?" He looked at you, his smirk coming back. You tried to think of a reason, any reason, but nothing happened. "Uhm...well...that's a...good question." Your head tilted slightly. You tried to think of something to change the subject. "Oh- have you seen Yuna...? She had a lot to drink and she ran off somewhere..." You looked around still. "Oh yeah, she got in this car with Sunghoon, atleast he's getting some tonight." He sighed dramatically.
"She left??" You asked, your voice a little louder now. "Well, yeah-" You cut him off by grabbing a drink of alcohol sitting in an ice tub, you were about to drink when a hand grabbed your wrist, pulling it back. "Woah, woah, woah. Slow down there, flash." He chuckled, taking the bottle away from you. "Why do you suddenly want to drink?" He asked while putting the bottle back.
"She was my ride back! Hanna can't even pick me up because she's obviously at your parents, Yuna just left to get some dick, and I don't even know anyone at this party besides you!" You breathed out what felt like in one sentence.
He again, laughed, making you look at him. "Why do you keep laughing??" You pouted. "You know me." He looked down at you. "You'd take me to the studio...?" You raised your eyebrow. "I mean, yeah." He shrugged.
You both got into the car. The ride was mostly full of silence, a few words here and there, but the music from the radio and the engine from the car took up that silence. "Let me walk you in, it's dangerous." He started to unbuckle. "You don't have to, Heeseung. It's okay..." You also unbuckled, already getting out. "It's dangerous. It'll make me feel better knowing you got inside there safely." He protested. You sighed, knowing that saying anything back wouldn't get him to stop, so you let him come along.
You entered the studio, throwing the keys on the table and finally getting out of these heels. Heeseung whistled as he entered. "You really changed this place up." He looked around. "Yeah well, before it looked like a homeless shelter." You said, placing your purse down. "Do you want water, or anything?" You looked at him as he made himself comfy on the couch. "Nah, i'm alright. This is comfy." He leaned back against the back.
"I thought you were just walking me up." You giggled as you sat down with him. "Yeah, but I wanted to see what you did with the place." He looked around again, still amazed by the transformation. You smiled, looking down at your fingers, playing with them, the action didn't go unnoticed by him, and he looked at you. No, he stared at you. And you noticed too. "What?"
"You just look really beautiful tonight," He said softly. Who is this and what did he do to Heeseung? "Thank you..." You smiled too. "Y'know, I was thinking about that conversation we had a bit ago, when you found the panties on the floor? And we talked about sex?" Your cheeks flushed up. Was he drunk? "Did you drink?" You dead-panned. "No." He said firmly but softly.
"Anyways," He continued. "You mentioned being experienced or something but you haven't actually...done anything. Why is that?" He turned to face you fully. You looked down for a moment. "I don't really know...I just haven't met the person yet, I think. I want it to be someone I can trust and stuff but...I don't know." You sighed.
"It's not anything to be ashamed of, when I first started, I did it with my first girlfriend, not some random chic." He tried to comfort you. "That's supposed to help?" You asked confused. "I'm trying, okay?" He laughed a bit.
You laughed with him before your laughs faded together. "I know I said you looked beautiful tonight...but I do think you look beautiful every night." He mumbled. "Really...?" You smiled. He nodded, his eyes sparkling slightly. "Yeah, really..." He said, his voice not changing.
Silence. Again. "Hanna would kill us if she saw us right now..." You whispered softly. "I know, but I don't care." He said back in the same tone. You saw his eyes flicker down to your lips, up to your eyes, and back down to your lips. "Since we were being honest tonight...can I be honest to you about something...?" He asked, still looking between your lips and your eyes. You nodded slightly.
"I really, really want to kiss you right now..." He breathed out. You gulped, looking at his lips too. You leaned in slowly, looking at him to check his reaction. He started to lean in too, tilted his head slightly to the right. It just happened, your lips met like magnets, undeniably and uncontrollably together.
One of his hands were on your waist and hip, the other was on the back of your neck. Your hands rested on his shoulders, gripping tightly at his shirt. His eyebrows furrowed from how madly, how intense he was kissing your soft, plump lips. You pulled back to catch your breath, a line of spit connecting your lower lips.
"H-Heeseung...-" He cut you off with another kiss, this time, sliding his tongue into your mouth, tangling his tongue with yours. You were being honest when you said you did do stuff before, so this part wasn't that new to you, that's why, you didn't feel the need to pull back. You think, even if you didn't know what to do, you wouldn't have pulled back anyways.
This time it was his turn to pull away. "Fuck, do you know how long i've wanted to do that?" He gently pushed you back onto the sofa, his tongue and lips finding your jaw. "God, your all I can think about these days," He muttered while still kissing down your jaw to your neck. "Just two months ago, all I wanted was for you to leave me alone, now, I just want you, all of you." He groaned, biting your collarbone, leaving a mark.
"And fuck, you look so sexy in this dress." He pulled back to sit on his knees, his eyes looking over your body. "But it's a shame it has to go now." He sat you up a bit to lower the zipper in the back, his fingers against your bare skin sent shivers. You were just left in your pink lacy panties, he let out a small groan. "So sexy..." He took your left breast into his mouth, his tongue all over the nipple, which was now hardened from his tongue.
His other hand palming and squeezing the right one. He looked up at you with his eyes, looking at your reactions. He gave one last flick to your nipple before switching to the other one. "Fuck, you have the best titties." He groaned.
You let out a string of soft moans, whimpers, anything. Were your nipples always this sensitive? That thought was quickly cut short as you felt his fingers lightly touching your clit over your damp panties. Your hips jolted upwards. "Baby is so sensitive..." He cooed, chuckling.
"Get up." He demanded, sitting fully on the couch, he set you so that you were all fours on the couch. "Take my pants off." He got comfortable. You complied, your fingers fiddling with his belt, his buttons and zippers. He lifted his ass a bit so you could slide his jeans down easier. You bit your lip as you saw his member through his black briefs. No wonder he was popular with the girls...
"The briefs off too." You nodded once again, his hard cock springing almost immediately after you pulled his briefs down, there were two veins on both sides, his tip red, and leaking. He grabbed his cock, slapping it on your cheek a few times before speaking. "Now...i'm going to shove my cock down your mouth that you run all this shit on me, teach you a fucking proper lesson." And with that, he opened your jaw, shoving his cock down your throat. He moaned, tilting his head back against the sofa, his hand finding your hair. "Oh my fucking god, your mouth feels so good baby...shit." He closed his eyes, biting his lip. You moved at a medium pace before going faster.
"Fuck, fuck- just like that baby, oh fuckkk-" You looked up at him to see his reactions, he looked so hot, he always has, you were just in denial. He started to push your head, lower and lower until your nose met the faint patch of hair. "Hold it." He let out a breathy demand. And you did. Until you came up for air, coughing and eyes watering. But you didn't let that stop you, and you went right back to your thing.
"My good fucking girl, wanting to make me feel so good, huh?" He let out a half chuckle half moan. You hummed around him, your hand slipping to his balls. This time it was his hips that jolted. "Oh shit!" He moaned. "Y-you weren't fucking lying huh? My little whore." He grabbed your head with both hands, planting his feet into the bed before fucking up into your throat.
You gripped onto his thighs, your nails making crescent shapes. You gagged, spit all around your mouth and all over him, but you both didn't care. "I-I'm gonna cum, i'm gonna fucking cum down your throat and your going to take it, aren't you? My fucking cockslut." His dirty talk made it feel like the ocean was between your legs, it turned you on so much.
His eyes rolled back before closing them. "Oh fffffuckkkk...fuck fuck fuck- i'm cumming-" He was cut short by the warm liquid that poured down your throat, the bitter salty taste that you always loved. He watched as you swallowed it, and that automatically made him hard again. "Get back on your back." You listened, watching has he hovered above you. He placed a peck on your lips, your nose, eye, ear, cheek and head, before going back on his knees again.
He grabbed his cock, tapping it against your clit. "Gonna fuck this pussy so good..." He muttered. "Heeseung...p-please be gentle..." You whimpered. His eyes shot to you. He forgot. His hands rubbed the sides. "My pretty baby...i'll take good care of you." He murmured, lining up. "You tell me if it hurts, okay? Let's make a safe word." He kept rubbing your thighs. "Light blue..." You breathed out. The corner of his lip turned upwards, nodding. "Light blue." He confirmed.
He gently pushed forward, with your consent of course, constantly checking for your reaction. After a bit of slow moving, it eventually did start to feel good, really good. You let out moans. "H-hah..."
"Feels good...?" He asked breathlessly. You nodded. "Your pussy is so tight, shit." He threw his head back, moving a bit faster. "N-ngh..-" You cried out softly. "Yeah...that's it baby, it's okay." He sat up, putting your legs over his shoulders. He turned his head to kiss your ankle, doing the same to the other one. He pulled your thighs closer to him, pulling your body down.
"Such a pretty fucking pussy, could fuck you all day..." He moaned out, moving faster. "Guess I don't have to fuck my fist to your face anymore, can just fuck your tight, warm pussy, don't need anyone or anything else." He bit his lip, his eyes hazy.
He bent forward, his arms and hands cradling your head. You cradled his head to, your legs wrapped tightly around his waist. "S-so good Seungie..." You moaned out loudly. You grabbed his cheeks, gently making him look at you. "I-I...I never thought the lights were ugly..." You managed to smile but it quickly went away with a hard thrust. "Yeah?" He looked in your eyes. You nodded, looking up at him. You grabbed the back of his neck, pulling him down for a kiss.
You both moaned in each others mouths, the light blue lights giving off a intimate aura. "I-I'm gonna..-" You choked out. "Fucking cum on my cock, come on, come on." He growled out, moving at an ungodly pace. And you did, you did. Your vision went out, your body buzzing all over with pleasure, it was like nothing you ever felt before.
"Yeahhh, that's it, just like that baby, good, good girl." He followed right after, emptying himself inside you. He fell on top of you, his head resting on your breasts. You both needed a few moments to catch your breaths, your fingers ran through his hair. "I think...this just changed us." You said softly, smiling. He looked up at you. "I think so too." He placed a gentle kiss on your cleavage, laying his head back down.
Your fingers ran through his hair, and you stared up at the ceiling. Smiling, your eyes eventually closing.
What Hanna doesn't know, can't kill her.
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