YOU KNOW WE'RE NOT COMPATIBLE, RIGHT?
pairing: Haechan x reader
others: Mark, Jaemin, Jeno as Haechan's friends.
genre: smut | angst | fluff | college AU | fuck buddies AU to lovers | series
warnings: reader is mean and degrading towards Haechan throughout the fic (but nothing serious), mentions of drugs and alcohol, mentions of stealing, Haechan gets injured (breaks his leg, no graphic descriptions), explicit description of sexual interactions between Haechan and reader, unrequited love, reader has issues with showing her feelings, scared of other people's opinion
words: 12k
PART 1 | PART 2
“Come with me.” Haechan barked from behind you. You jumped in your seat startled, turning around to face the boy that approached you all of a sudden, in the daytime, when you were obviously chilling with your friends between classes. You were ready to follow behind just to crush his head.
“Who…” You squinted your eyes, placing your palm over your eyes trying to act nonchalantly “What is it about?” you furrowed your eyebrows since he suddenly thought he had the right to talk to you like that in front of your friends, and to be fair - talk to you in general.
“Ugh… Haechan, right?” Eunsoo spoke to break the awkward silence.
“Right.” he kept his eyes focused on you.
“I heard about your accident, I hope your leg doesn’t hu-“
“Are you coming with me or what?” he barked again.
“I’m asking, what is it about?” you spoke calmly, you weren’t about to show your friends that you had anything to worry about when it came to him, and to be honest, you really did not have a thing to worry about. Or at least that’s the thought you had for a split second and then you just swallowed it like it never was there.
Haechan opened his mouth and didn’t even begin to speak when your heart fell down your butt and you stood up from the bench busily, allowing for your heart to wobble somewhere around your heels. You just had a sudden strike he’d say something inappropriate just because he had something up in his head once again and just because that’s what he liked to do by nature. “Whatever.” you sighed uninterested and allowed for him to walk you wherever he wanted. “So it’s you who has things up his ass now?” you chuckled when you were sure your friends couldn’t hear you anymore. ”Mood swings are kinda silly coming from you, you sure your head’s okay? I’m certain the bike accident has to do something with it.”
“Are you done now?” he asked with a visibly lighter tone, turning around to face you.
“What is it? We were together just yesterday, why are you in such an urgency to find me? Especially with that tone and right in front of my friends?”
“When did you leave?” he cut straight to the question that lingered on his mouth for way too many hours.
“I don’t remember exactly, I woke up because you were heavy on me and thought I should go back home.”
“You should’ve just pushed me to the side.”
“But I decided to leave.” you were calm when he didn’t seem like it.
“Didn’t we agree on you staying?”
“Haechan, I saved you the morning awkwardness, you should be thankful. Is that even why you’re mad? Seriously?” you cackled “Get a grip.”
“You’re unbelievable.”
“Why are you acting like I stole jewels from you or something? I said I’d go to bed with you, I did. Why are you even bitching about the fact I left… like, what do you want to hear?”
“I don’t know.” his face expression died, his face was as blank as white paper.
“I don’t understand.”
“Maybe you’re right.”
“About?”
“Maybe my head’s messed up after the concussion I had and I see things that aren’t there.”
“See! I told you!” you clapped, smirking at him satisfied. “The old Haechan would not even acknowledge my presence unless he wanted to drag me somewhere to fuck and the new you is throwing a weird tantrum out of nowhere because I left you… alone in bed?” you laughed and then focused your eyes on Haechan. He wasn’t laughing and you had to swallow the laugh and look back at him in all seriousness.
“Okay.” he grabbed onto his crutches properly like he planned to walk away.
“Mmh?” you gulped.
“I’ll find you if I’ll need you.”
“Deal.” you bowed slightly at him as he turned around and slowly crawled away.
“What was that weird encounter about?” Eunsoo cackled.
“I think he has brain trauma.”
“What?” Sua giggled into her palm.
“He’s just been annoying me with all those questions about the classes we take, like I’m the only one who goes there besides him.” you sighed loudly, closing your eyes to seem more nonchalant while lying, pressing your back against the backrest of the bench.
“Just a thought. What if he’s the milk guy?”
“Huh?” you raised your heads in unison with Sua.
“Eunsoo, I’d rather choke.”
“Yeah me too. And I’m not even the one receiving those milks” Sua nodded.
“I’m going to ask Jeno about it, he would totally know.” she smirked. “I don’t find him that bad even, I kind of wanted to hug him after watching him struggle with those crutches.” she sighed with a pout. ”Sad thing we’re hating him, I feel bad now.”
“Wait, but why are we even hating on Haechan?” Aeri asked making your whole group jump in surprise.
“When did you come here?” you held onto your chest in shock.
“A minute ago or so.” She shrugged.
“Because Jaemin’s ex-girlfriend said Haechan was total trash to a girl that liked him and then the word spread.”
“Trash like in a really bad way?”
“Jesus, Aeri, in a bad way.” Sua sighed “I think he sells things to kids too.”
“No he doesn’t.” you said amused, only realising that you spoke in Haechan’s defence when all eyes focused on you. “I mean, he doesn’t seem like he does. I had a few encounters in class with him, as you remember.”
“He’s a trash human if he can’t respect a girls feelings, that’s enough for me. I hate him. I think she told me besides flirting with her he had three other girls. All three he ”loved”. ” Sua stated, drawing brakets in the air.
“I’m friends with Jeno, I can’t say anything bad happened when Haechan was around.” Eunsoo raised her eyebrows. “He was just… fine? I’m not so sure now he’s that bad since I have seen him a couple of times.”
“He could be a cool guy with his friends and then be an ass when it comes to women. Even the way he spoke to Y/n? Total trash.” Sua rolled her eyes. “He probably doesn’t even shower.” She found important to add and you chuckled weirdly at her assumption. He actually smelled so attractively every time you had your face tucked into his skin, you wouldn’t believe if someone told you about it.
“Okay, Sua, let’s go to philosophy.” you jumped up and clapped your hands in front of her face. “Let’s go, let’s go.” you gestured at her as if she was a dog, the girl happily following you behind.
-
“So…” Eunsoo placed her lunch on the table, your eyes following the movement of her fingers, as she lined up her chopsticks and spoon.
“So?” you smiled.
”Jeno is planning on renting a boat next weekend. He said we should come.”
“Why?”
“The more people the more fun. That’s a quote. Plus, they’re mostly boys and we’re girls.”
“Is he just trying to split the rent?” you squinted your eyes suspiciously “I’m not paying to spend time with him.”
“It’s not just him, all of his friends, I’m coming. Sua and Aeri I’m sure will come.”
“Why would they?”
“Sua has an endless wish to party and spend money, as a bonus she has ridiculous amounts of that money on her card, why wouldn’t she?”
“You’re right.” you cackled. “But still, I don’t want to.”
“Okay, but if you’re changing your mind then just text me.”
“Yea-a-h.” you nodded, lowering your head to get a spoonful of soup in your mouth.
from: Lee Haechan
“8 pm on friday.”
Your phone vibrated, attracting your eyes to the screen.
to: Lee Haechan
“I don’t know where I’ll be on Friday night yet”
from: Lee Haechan
“In my bed, cupcake, isn’t it obvious?”
You swallowed thickly as your eyes ran over the screen multiple times.
“Is that Sua? Tell her I’m at the cafeteria.”
“Yeah.” you chewed on meat, taking another piece into your mouth.
“Yeah?”
“Mmh?” you asked confused, focusing your eyes on the girl in front of you.
“Wasn’t that Sua?”
“No, that was family chat.”
“Is everything okay?”
“Yeah, yeah.” you smiled.
-
“Punctuality is not your strong side, cupcake.” Haechan smirked as your feet walked over the threshold.
“Says a person with no strong sides at all.”
“You’re losing your time.”
“What?” You furrowed.
“You have to leave at 10.”
“Why did you even bother to ask me come here?”
“Because two hours are more than enough for you and I and now that you’re showing up late I’m going to be in a hurry.”
“I can just leave.” you pointed with your fingers at the door confused. What was going on in his head, again? Haechan pulled on your wrist to get you out of his way, closing the door to the apartment.
“You were all mad when I left last week and now you’re setting time boundaries for when I should leave. Trying to pay me back?” you squinted your eyes at him, placing fingers over his cheek to underline the shape of his lower lip with your thumb. Haechan paused and stared down at your face distracted, not biting you back. You moved your hand away, dropping carefully both of them over his shoulder. You could feel his hands hold onto your waist as you leaned back a little before placing your head in front of his.
You were thinking just a moment ago how to get the atmosphere in the room moving, since it was pretty much dead when you came in and the tension that was meant to spark the ignite and make you want each other was nowhere to be seen, but now as his hands ran lightly over your clothed skin, making you shiver in all the right places you felt for sure he could get you anywhere he wanted in no time.
As his head lowered closer to your face your fingers walked over his shoulder to lock behind his neck, trying to make him bend more to let you kiss his lips. You gasped as his head ditched your kiss right when your lips were about to connect with his.
“Let’s not break the rules we’ve set anymore.”
“What?” you asked confused as Haechan, worked his hand up your stomach to knead on your breasts suddenly. “I hate you.” you mumbled with a sigh.
Haechan flushed your body against his, hiding his face in the crook of your neck, burning the skin with his hot breath.
“I want you, we can fuck and then you go.” you opened your mouth and closed it back when he continued “Just like we’ve initially agreed on.” you pushed him off you, to take a good look at his face.
He was playing, testing you because you always kept him on edge, Haechan let his guard down when he came up to you all disappointed about your absence. He must’ve understood it now and at his first chance he wants to make you cry for him in return. Make you cry for him, ask him to break the rules you’ve set so he’d be the upper hand in this.
“Mmh, okay.” you nodded “I like that you finally came to your senses.” you took your shoes off quickly, grabbing the material of his shirt into your fist to lead him to his bedroom. He seemed to be walking much quicker on those crutches by now.
Haechan sat down on the bed, watching you pull all of the clothes off your body.
“Why are you not taking your clothes off?” you looked at him with drawn on your face confusion.
“Yeah, I am.” he gulped and began to move.
“When is your leg getting better?”
“Soon.”
“I hope so, I was thinking it’s better we do it from the back.” You caught onto his eyes with yours, trying to see his reaction properly. If he wants to play, you’ll play along.
“Why?”
“Less eye contact.” you watched him struggle to pull his sweats off. “Since we’re doing it this way now…” you sounded like you didn’t finish your sentence, but you did. You just wanted him to tell you he was against the idea but he didn’t, finally pulling the pants down his legs.
“Mmh?” he asked too innocently, you almost fell to your knees to kiss his body.
“Touch me.” you stood between his legs. Haechan stared at your stomach almost dumbfounded, he didn’t seem to be in his right mind. But then again, you weren’t sure which one of the states he usually was in was considered the norm.
Your fingers ran through his hair, catching Haechan’s attentive eyes on you. “Just like you always do it, a brush of your fingers through my skin and I’m moaning your name in no time. You love me like that, right?”
“For that I need to get you wasted and I don’t have the time.”
“Are you insulting me or confessing you’re unable to turn me on?” you cackled, lowering your body in front of him. Your palms put pressure on his thighs, as your knees hit the carpeting.
“Gonna blow me?” mischievous smile lit up his face, Haechan placed his fingers over your cheek, drawing a soothing circle with his thumb. Somehow this little gesture felt too emotionally attaching and you wondered if you went out of your mind too, looking for whatever sense in his actions.
You didn’t actually mean to blow him, at least not before he mentioned it. You began to lean in because you wanted to kiss him, out of habit, to start it going, not because you were attracted to him or anything, just because that was how things started. But as you began to move an internal slap brought you back to reality. You were the one not allowing kissing as fuck buddies, you just recently threw a tantrum and now be the one to brake the rule the moment you get a chance? Hell no. You sat down on your knees in front of his body almost naked and wondered if giving him head wasn’t something over the line for your arrangement.
“Do you have time for that?”
“I’ll gladly be late if that’s the reason.” Haechan’s finger moved to trail your lower lip.
“I kind of owe you one anyway.” you made sure to let him know this wasn’t your greatest desire, even if it, maybe, suddenly was, Haechan had to be reassured of the fact it wasn’t.
“If owing me one pressures you much.” he smirked too charmingly, you looked away.
“It actually weights on my shoulders a whole lot.” you decided to return his gaze from under your lashes.
“Go ahead then.” he smiled but controlled his cheekbones the next moment, making them go down. His whole face concentrated on your actions, on every mere movement of your chest, even.
Haechan rolled his hips closer to the edge of the bed, leaning back a little with arrogance all over his face.
That stupid wish to kiss him once again returned into your head. You imagined perfectly how you’d lick his lips carefully, go down his body and get in front of his cock but the plan inside your head set you to go against your own rule and it stressed you out.
Planning sexual interactions with Haechan when you were sober stressed you out, getting in front of him on your knees without having an actual plan somehow made it unbearable.
Were you really having that metaphorical stick up your ass all the time Haechan talked about? This probably wasn’t the best time to reflect on your life, so you ran your hands up his toned and tanned thighs, straightening your back to place a single kiss over his neck.
Haechan caught your head on the way back with fingers, tangling them through your hair on accident. You wondered what he intended on doing, when his hand just simply kept you in place. You looked back at him and tried to lighten the atmosphere in that closed up space between your half naked bodies, but the way Haechan was gazing back at you was of no help to make it feel not so heavy. He kind of made you want to cry just by staring and you couldn’t work out why, you just felt even more hot than before all over your body and maybe wanted him to give in and lean in. The more he held you in place the more it felt like he was losing an inner battle. You couldn’t bare it anymore, you ran a hand up his torso, wrapping it over his neck. You pulled your heads closer, almost making the two of you brush your lips.
“Are you done looking?” you wanted to sound arrogant but your lips touched for a split second and you were taken aback by the sudden connection Haechan initiated by moving his head, you being too wet already, squeezing your hips together to not burn alive. “Aren’t you wasting your time?” you moved your head a little back to not make you touch lips again. Your hand found Haechan’s crotch blindly, rubbing your palm up and down just to test the waters. He felt semi-hard and it made your heart a little more at ease, you weren’t the only one in this room getting turned on just by staring each other in the eye. Perhaps, you two were out of your right minds this very moment.
Haechan loosened his grip, letting you know you can move, not moving his hand completely away for whatever reason he had.
You tried to kill away your awkwardness. To be fair, this wasn’t even awkwardness, it’s just that things you weren’t an expert in gave you headaches and you were no expert in giving blowjobs-
Scratch that, you landed your lips on Haechan’s collarbone, quickly trailing them down his chest and stomach, squeezing your hand in a slow rhythm over his length. You skipped his lower abdomen to get to the centre of your attention quicker, pressing your lips over his length through the underwear. Haechan’s fingers left your head, going back to support his upper body to stay vertical. You raised your eyes to see if he was watching you, he probably was, but you still needed to check if you were right, for a confidence boost. You moved your lips up to where it seemed the head was, feeling him twitch as your lips touched him again. Haechan’s eyes blinked quickly, returning his hand into your hair.
“Don’t tease. I still want to fuck you.” you moved your face away, biting onto your lower lip as your hands worked to free him completely. Haechan’s cock sprang up his stomach, you raised your eyes up to see his face expression, reaching a hand to hold onto the base of his shaft, lowering your head closer to it.
Sticking your tongue out you licked a long stripe from the base up to the tip on the underside. Haechan’s chest stiffened as your hand began to move up and down around him to support your tongue. You licked over the tip before your mouth swallowed half of him, bobbing your head only once, to let go of him, stripes of saliva that still connected you two giving away your previous motion. You ran your fingers over his length with a little twist midway, allowing your tongue to explore the sensitive skin at the base of his cock, leaving quick paced licks over the skin, not forgetting to move your hand over the tip with a little squeeze, going back to rhythmical bobs of your head and hand.
Even though Haechan panted and breathed harder than before, even though there was every sign of him liking what you did it felt like it wasn’t enough, at least, to you.
You moved your face away, readjusting your posture to a more comfortable one, pumping his cock deliberately with one of your hands.
As you opened your mouth once again, Haechan’s fingers found your face, drawing simple lines. He then moved his hand over to your neck for the same purpose, squeezing his fingers over your skin as you bobbed your head down on his length, touching his pelvis with your nose as he hit the back of your throat. You moved your head then in a rhythmical motion, not taking him completely in your mouth, leaving room for your fingers to give him a little pressure every time your head lowered on him.
You smoothed out the mixture of your saliva and his pre-cum with fingers, while your lips and tongue gave full attention to his now leaking head. You wanted to make him cum and suddenly the idea of him cuming inside of your mouth sounded like something you desperately needed in upcoming minutes.
“Want to do a thing?” you blinked at him through your lashes, running your thumb over the head of his cock with pressure.
“What thing, exactly, cupcake?”
“Thrust your hips into my mouth. Make the tip of your cock abuse my throat.”
“Will you like it?” Haechan touched your cheek once again.
“It only matters if you’ll like it.”
“No, cupcake, this is not how our partnership works.”
“How does it work, I must’ve forgotten.” your hand moved determined to its job.
“If one of us is not enjoying then we’re not doing it no matter what.” you smiled a little, your free hand leaving Haechan’s eyesight without him notice.
“Does that answer your question?” you raised up a hand in front of his face, spreading your fingers to let him see the slickness from between your legs that spread over your digits now. Haechan smirked, raising your hand with his to prop it in front of his tongue, sliding it between your spread fingers to savour the taste.
“Mmh.” he then said, guiding your hands off his hips onto the mattress next to them. “Now that we don’t kiss you really wanted to put your lips to use on something else?” he spoke but it didn’t sound like teasing. “Open your mouth.” he finally said and you lowered your head to him, being caught mid action with his cock, Haechan guiding his hips against your lips. The cast on his leg and the pain weren’t allowing Haechan to use his hips properly and you tried to help him, to meet him without him raising his hips too much, but Haechan’s hips were pressing so forcefully and his hand didn’t properly hold your head in place that you always pushed your head back just a little with each thrust.
“Fuck.” he commented, sitting back down and pressing your head against him. Haechan’s fingers held you in place for not less than 30 seconds before his cock twitched at the sensation of your throat spasming. His warm and pulsing cock against the back of your throat making your gagging reflexes wake up. Haechan pushed you off him the moment he felt the twitch in his body. “Fuck, fuck.”
“What’s wrong?” you asked confused.
“Get on the bed.” he spoke in such urgency you jumped up on your now numb legs and almost fell back down, somehow getting on the mattress, not understanding why would Haechan willingly decide to not cum into your mouth.
“Are you okay?” you still were very much confused, and the way Haechan’s pupils were dilated and his brain was probably functioning only with the commands his burning cock gave him didn’t help at all. Was he in some sort of euphoria? He couldn’t even feel the pain in his leg anymore, the way his fingers quickly slid the underwear off your legs, diving in his finger between your folds in a quick motion. “Haechan, are you okay? Is your leg okay?” you asked again, as the boy spread your legs for him and almost hovered over you. You wouldn’t find it a problem if it wasn’t for the cast on his leg that supposedly hurt and didn’t mean to feel any pressure on it.
“I’m fine.” he stated and raised his eyes at you, probably reading in them you’re dissatisfied with the answer. “I didn’t want to load into your mouth. I’m about to burn alive from that orgasm I just stopped midway. If you don’t mind, I’ll get inside of you now without edging myself any more.” you wanted to ask if it was okay with his leg once again, but he already nuzzled his face in the crook of your neck, lining up his cock with your entrance. Haechan pushed and you squeezed your eyes, squeezing his sides with your hands as well. “Shit.” he gasped finally filling you up completely. There was no time for a low paced start, being on the very verge yourself you were glad he just set the goal to fuck you into oblivion in the shortest period of time. “I almost let myself cum in that pretty mouth of yours.” he panted between words. “But then I remembered that I might be a little too obsessed with the way my cum drips out of your swollen pussy and I just couldn’t lose another chance to witness that.” You moaned, not at the words but at the way his fingers rubbed against your clit. “Come on, baby, clench, make me cum inside of you.” Haechan bit into your neck with an insane force. It actually felt like he bit through the skin, you cried out loudly, clenching at the same time. You didn’t understand the pet name he called you.
“Yes, yes.” Haechan egged you on. “Please don’t stop.” his lips moved from your neck lower, trying to reach your breasts, but with the way he was trying to keep balance, and not hurt his leg too much, as it seemed the senses were kind of getting back to him, there was no way he’d be able to do so.
You squeezed your insides forcefully as your entire body was about to spasm. Haechan outrun you though, at the very light clench you felt his seed spill inside of you. Haechan’s body immediately felt meek over yours, hips almost not moving as he was filling you up, your body joining him at very last, helping to squeeze him out completely. Haechan’s fingers still rubbed your overstimulated clit mindlessly to the point it hurt, you forced his hand to stop without talking.
He just panted, still heaving over your body, even though you were almost not able to yet feel his weight over you, his body was slowly pushing you more into the mattress.
Haechan slowed his breath, rolling on the side next to you, making it feel empty as his soft cock left you. You could practically feel your cum spill out onto his sheets, that seemed, in fact, new. You almost felt sorry and almost had energy to care, but it just turned out you hadn’t.
“This fucking hurt, by the way.” you turned your head at the boy laying with his eyes closed, touching the skin on your neck that he bit before spilling. To the touch you could feel the shape of his teeth on your skin and you were kind of scared to look in the mirror. Haechan turned his head at you slowly, not focusing his gaze on your neck immediately.
“Oh, fuck.” he sighed with a chuckle. “I’m sorry.” he turned on his side, squeezing his body closer to yours, to touch the skin his teeth abused. “This actually does look like it hurt. I’m sorry.” his hand turned your head to look at him. “I would kiss you sorry but we don’t kiss.”
“Just never do that again.”
“Okay.” he agreed quickly.
“So did you pull yourself from my mouth… did you just blabber bullshit?”
“About my cum dripping out of you? No, I like it. That’s the reason. Didn’t want to make you swallow since I already fucked your throat.”
“Guess I have to believe you, right?”
“I wonder what are other reasons you have in your head.”
“I don’t know. I have none, that’s why I’m asking.”
“You did good, if that’s what you worry about. Has nothing to do with you.” his words felt like you were a dog patted by its owner, you looked away.
“My fucking leg.” he broke off the silence in the room by crying. You ran your eyes over his body before he could notice and closed your eyes back. “Hey, Y/n? Are you asleep?” Haechan asked carefully.
“I wish.” you sat up, covering yourself with the duvet of his.
“Can you please give me the crutches?” his fingers pointed to the wall beside you.
“Did you fuck up your leg?” you sighed nonchalantly, taking one of the shirts that were thrown onto the chair next to the computer. “I had a feeling.” you raised your eyebrows judging him, handing the crutches.
“Take off my clothes, I didn’t allow you to touch them.” Haechan roughly took the crutches out of your hands.
“See this?” you pointed at your neck “Borrowing this shirt is just a partial payment, Haechanie.”
“Whatever.” he tried to stand up.
“Can you like walk?” you watched him bend his hurt leg completely to not put pressure on it. “I thought you can move around your room without those things.”
“Yeah, seems like not anymore.” he let out a hitched breath as his feet took him over to the computer table in the other corner of the room. It always made you incredibly sad to watch people suffer, watching Haechan barely move around his room put you on edge of sympathising him once again.
“At least you came hard, right?” you giggled to wash away any feelings towards Haechan from your body. “I’m going to shower.” you announced, taking your belongings with you to the bathroom. You quickly turned the water on, leaning over the bathtub, feeling water immediately drop onto the crown of your head. “For fucks sake, why do you not switch your shower heads?”
“What?” Haechan shouted back making you even more pissed off. Your head was wet now when you were meant to leave his place in the nearest time.
“Why did it take you so long?” he turned around to face you.
“I had to wash my hair with your freaking shampoo because you don’t know how to switch shower heads apparently.”
“Let me smell your head.” he watched you put on your socks.
“What?” question followed your furrowed eyebrows.
“I always wondered what my shampoo smells like on me.” you fished your phone out to check the time. “Come here?” did he try to flirt, you almost gaged.
“Come yourself.”
“I can’t.” he pointed out making you feel bad.
“You’re sweaty.”
“I’m not asking you to hug me, I wanted to smell your head. This does sound weird now.” he cackled.
“It’s half ten, I’m going to go.”
“You could stay.”
“Why would I if you’re leaving?”
“Since I can’t walk now I asked boys to come over, you could hang out with us.”
“Ugh, no thanks. I’d rather not.”
“But you’re fucking me and act like we’re way out of your league at the same time. Isn’t it hard to be such a hypocrite?”
“I just don’t want these people to talk.”
“Okay.”
“Are you going on that boat trip Jeno’s arranging?”
“Yup, are you not?”
“No, I wouldn’t bare the company.”
“Of course.” Haechan’s brow raised up in sarcasm. “Sometimes I wonder when will you grow up and understand that you’re behaving like a ten year old but then I think again and realise I should just stop myself from caring about you too much, at all, to be fair.”
“Okay.” you gave him a nod, finally ordering an Uber.
“You come and I’m eager to fuck but then lust washes away and I sit here and wonder why do I even bother to fuck someone who has no respect for me whatsoever.”
“Haechan.” his eyes focused on you. “Is that what bothers you? That I don’t have any respect for you?” he kept silent. “ I do respect your existence, but I don’t have to respect your friends, your life choices and whatever. I’m not going to run in public and show everyone how much I respect you. I give you enough respect by sleeping with you, it’s my own decision, nobody forced me to. I’m not planning to go any past that and our arrangement does not require us to.”
“Are you not planning on going past that because you’re afraid to do so or because you really don’t want to?” Haechan asked tentatively, his fingers wrapping around your wrist to get an answer out of you.
“I should go now, I don’t want to run into your friends. Bye, Haechan.” you pulled your hand out of his grip forcefully.
“At least look me in the eyes.”
“What is it again?” you rolled your eyes to land them on his face. “Haechan?” your brows raised in question when he stared like he was trying to suck the life out of you.
“Okay, you go.” he suddenly just sent you on your merry way.
-
You were enjoying the rare moments of the pre-lunch inner peace you were gifted by having a lecture in the nearest building to the cafeteria meanwhile your friends had to walk through the whole campus. Just a soul tune in your earphones to put away all the stress that built up through previous encounters with human beings - professors at most.
You opened your eyes as the bench shifted under new weight, pulling an earphone out being completely convinced it’s Sua who quickly ran through the campus for food.
How much of a disappointment it was when you heard a male voice next to your ears.
“Hey.”
“Ugh.” you gulped trying not to give away your utter shock but failed terribly for sure. “Hey, what’s up?” getting to know what he needs and get rid of him quickly would be fantastic. He, though didn’t seem to be in a hurry and completely ignored you.
“What is that?” he reached out for the little milk sitting next to your phone. “Is that the infamous milk from your anonymous admirer?”
“Yeah.” you simply stated, Haechan ripping the foil lid off in no time to drink your beverage.
“That’s mine.” You protested when it was too late.
“Didn’t you say you don’t drink those.”
“I don’t but it’s still for me and not you. What if he’s watching us now?” you raised your brows at him, watching Haechan gulp on the milk and then look around.
”Drink then. Make us kiss through the bottle.” You rolled your eyes at him.
”Such an idiot.” You sighed and looked around for a pair of curious eyes, maybe. ”I wouldn’t want that person to see I’m giving away their gifts.”
“You don’t want to hurt feelings of a stranger but intently choose to hurt mine every day of your life.” he spoke what seemed like more to himself than to you.
“I don’t-“
“If he does watch maybe we should put up a show so he backs off.” Haechan’s hand that most likely reached out to your face was stopped midway by yours. Your eyes spoke silent curses as your hand moved his under the table, not being able to free yourself from his hold for a good second. A good second of you almost having a whiplash from a weird gesture of his.
“We’re not putting up anything. Is there something urgent you wanted, by the way?” you were really on the verge of saying something along the lines of ‘just send me time and place via message’ but held back on the last string of sanity.
“Ugh, yeah. To commemorate us being project partners I suggest we hang out.” he dashed that last bit of milk and looked at you once again.
“We literally have done nothing for that named project.” you came up with an immediate no, remembering at the same time that you had actually to do things for that project - no matter how hard you tried to forget it even existed.
“Yeah, to set us off to good work we need to bring ourselves closer in other ways than the usual one.” you felt a cold shiver run down your spine at the mere mention of that.
“It’s easier I do the thing myself and you’ll pretend you took part.”
“No!” Haechan spoke loudly. “That’s not something up for discussion. We’re going out - you and me for the projects sake, you get me? Not like the two people that sleep with each other - like classmates.”
“Can you shut up with that?” you hissed.
“Yes, cupcake. I mean, Y/n.” he cleared his throat. “I wouldn’t call a classmate that name out of nowhere.”
“Good for you.” you caught yourself suddenly smiling at him and cut that off in an instance.
“Fancy meeting you two here.” Sua walked over to the table.
“Hey.” you acknowledged her presence with a smile. “How’s it going?”
“I’m confused, are we just pretending he’s not here or … what?” the girl propped her body across from you.
“Haechan’s leaving.”
“No I’m not.” you raised your eyebrows at him to look his audacity in the eye.
“Hey.” Eunsoo sat next to Sua. “Are you… meeting Jeno here?” she looked directly at Haechan.
“No, I’m here for Y/n.” you were sure the invisible droplet of sweat on your forehead was pretty visible by now.
“Oh… ugh, okay. Should we give you space?” Eunsoo suddenly looked concerned.
“Oh god, no.” you laughed her off. “We’re project partners and we’ve done nothing yet that’s why he’s here.”
“Yeah.” Haechan nodded, cooperating, surprisingly.
“Cool.” Eunsoo shrugged uninterested now that it’s not about gossip. Silence fell upon table. “Oh, you should force your project partner to go on that boat trip Jeno’s arranging. I feel like she’s really not going.”
“I’m not paying for that, Eunsoo, for real.” you rolled your eyes for the nth time in the hour.
“She’d poop the party anyway, why would I invite her.”
“What?” you hissed “shut up!” you punched his shoulder lightly, getting a high pitched fake cry out of the boy.
“Ouch.” Haechan rubbed his arms with furrowed eyebrows.
“That’s so not true.”
“You wish.” he cackled.
“Do you all agree with him?” you took a look at you friends.
“No, no. I personally don’t-“
“Maybe, a little.” Sua cringed.
“Come and prove you’re not.” Haechan challenged you.
“You wish. That’s such a childish trick you’re playing here.” you cackled.
“Okay, party pooper.”
“Yeah, I’m a party pooper and you should go - I don’t want my friends not being able to digest their food because they have to look at you.”
“Lol.” the boy stood up, making you internally sigh. The interaction lasted for too long, you felt like puking. Eunsoo’s eyes were about to eat you alive.
“Aeri’s here, I’m going to get food with her.” Sua jumped up the moment Haechan took steps from the table.
“You two seem super close.” Eunsoo dropped the facade and jumped on you immediately.
“Not really.”
“He’s appearing more and more often in front of my eyes.”
“I’m not sure, maybe you’re just paying more attention to him now?” you looked at her with the face like you honestly tried to think of what she was meaning. “Don’t you two hang out more often since Jeno been inviting you everywhere he goes?”
“Yeah, maybe that’s what it’s about.” Eunsoo moved onto the next topic without a second try and it seemed too weird. Weird to the extent you had to make an internal mark in your head on your friends behaviour.
-
“Hey, you.“ Haechan stretched out a crutch as a barrier in front of you, almost leaving you with a stroke.
“What the hell?“ You furrowed your eyebrows at the sitting boy. “You’re appearing too much in front of my eyes, disappear.“ You waved him off.
“You ignored my message yesterday, I was expecting to see you.“ Haechan stood up to look at you better.
“Wasn’t that a message to hang out as project partners or something?“
“You did see it! It was exactly that, yes.“
“Well I’m not obliged to run to you on the first call when you’re suddenly in need of company. If you would’ve texted me lets fuck, I would’ve showed up, but a college friend me is a real bitch, I don’t recommend.“ You shook your head.
“Tomorrow.“
“What’s tomorrow?“
“You and me we’re going somewhere it’s not up for discussion, for real this time. As project mates, so please look better than when you usually come to fuck.“
“Excuse me?!“
“Don’t take offence.“
“I will, you loser.“
“I know where you live.“
“Yeah?“
“Yeah, I’ll come pick you up around 8.“
“If I’ll be home then yes, maybe, deal.“
“You WILL be home.“
“Haechan-ah, college friend me is a real bitch, you don’t want to hang out with her I promise.“
“It’s not like a fuck buddy you is any easier on me.” he crooked a brow, you trying to hit him as he walks away.
-
“You picked up, I’m flattered.” Haechan murmured into the phone, you felt a shiver run down your spine at the tone of his voice.
“Oh, ugh, Haechan? I thought it said someone else’s name, bye.” you spoke quickly, moving your finger to end the call but obviously paused for a reaction.
“I appreciate your joke.” You could hear the click of his tongue through the phone. “I’m outside and I hope you’re about to put your shoes on and come out.”
“Mm… maybe?” you said sheepishly not knowing what you actually wanted to say. If only you could see Haechan shiver at your stutter you would shiver too. He nodded his head to himself, hanging up on you.
Your eyes ran over your reflection in the mirror, taking a good look once again at what you were wearing. A denim skirt you haven’t worn in a terribly long while, a cute top to match, you were about to put on a jacket to keep you warm in case Haechan wanted to hang out outside. Did you look like you were trying to dress up? Were you overthinking your appearance all of a sudden or did you have an actual thing to worry about? Dressing up, for Lee Haechan of all people? He wish, you cackled to yourself.
“No way in hell I’m going to let even the thought crawl into his head.” you mumbled, storming down to your bedroom. “Now, that’s better.” you smoothed out the hoodie with the logo of your school you threw over your pretty top to bring more casualty into the outfit. Looking like a simple college girl sounded better.
“Your leg?” you ran up to him for no particular reason, you suddenly realised it probably felt like you ran to him because you wanted to greet him quicker and slowed down only when you were already terribly close.
“It healed.” he smiled in a weird way, staring down into your soul for the briefest moment and you felt your cheeks turn red, imagining him finally being able to fuck you in many different ways. His eyes seemed to travel down that road too and you blinked.
“Congrats, I guess? You were so nosy with those crutches.” you smiled and ran your eyes over his appearance - black tight jeans, a shirt or a long sleeve, you couldn’t work out which one it was, under a zip up hoodie with a leather bomber jacket crossed by a cross-body bag. A perfect all black outfit you haven’t seen him sport before.
“Thank you.”
“So… do you have something planned or we’re just gonna walk where our eyes take us?” you felt awkward staring at him for too long. The two of you were sober and were meant to act like college friends, not the fuck buddies, but the more you stared at his face, perfectly shaped plump lips and the jaw line that got visibly sharper in the past few months all you could think about is how dumb of a bitch you were when you told him kissing was off limits. Okay, it was off limits and you knew that for sure, but his obviously freshly washed hair and the outfit that for your dislike made him look sexy and inevitably attractive to the lower parts of your body still made you frustrated with your own self. It wasn’t even that long since you last had sex, but suddenly you were burning and nothing could put out that fire because you would not beg him to kiss you. You would not admit that to him because you could already see Haechan’s smirk once he hears you say it. But, at least, you could be honest to yourself, so you finally admitted - fuck it, I do really want to kiss him. You gulped because it felt like he was reading your thoughts silently for hours, standing there outside your apartment building.
“I actually drove here.” you properly focused on what he said.
“With a bike?”
“With a car, cupc-, I mean Y/n, I’m sorry.” he made a face like he really rehearsed calling you by the name and messed the very first chance given “I drove here with a car because we’re going somewhere to ease us a little? I can’t work with someone I’m not on good terms, I wanna be good with this project. Are you?”
“Of course, I want to do good.” you giggled awkwardly with your words.
“Then, let’s go.” he turned around on his heels and walked towards a car that seemed… expensive? Did he borrow that from Jeno? You quickly followed behind, getting yourself onto the passenger seat.
“I didn’t even know you had a car. Is it yours for real?”
“Ugh, yes.” He nodded pressing the button to start the engine.
“I thought you had no money?”
“I obviously do, have you seen the amount we have to pay for studying at our school?” the numbers were big for sure but somehow it never crossed your mind.
“Okay, secretly rich guy.”
“Does that play matters to you or what? Are you more comfortable with walking? Or me saying I stole the car from a stranger like those stupid bikes?”
“No, no. It’s just… nice. I like it. And I’ve never seen you drive, I’m surprised, that’s it.”
“When we’re together I’m rather high or drunk or bout to be, I’d like to point out I’m not to that extent reckless to drive in those states.”
“I know, I know, I didn’t think of you like that.”
“Cool.” he nodded and then you two stopped talking for the rest of the drive. “We’re here.” Haechan caught your attention, parking the car next to a small pier. Did he try to take you on a boat…? Like a date type of thing? Your insides flipped.
“What for?” you didn’t move an inch while Haechan was half way out, dropping back into his seat.
“Come out I’ll show you.”
A moment later you were next to him, catching up to his feet walk down the steps.
“Hey, I thought you’ll explain?”
“Yeah, right, see there?” His finger pointed on the other side of the river. You tried to work out what he was pointing at but your not that good vision worked even more terribly during night time.
“I guess.” you turned your head back to take a look at Haechan.
“You obviously don’t.” he sighed and pulled you by your elbow to where he stood, hooking one of his arms over yours, and pointing once again.
“Haechan, I have poor vision, I won’t work out what you’re showing no matter what you do.” Haechan’s chest was approximately 1 cm away from your back, making you jump scared when his forehead dropped onto your shoulder.
“Let’s go,” he mumbled “you’re hopelessly blind.” he cackled.
“Hey! It’s night.”
“Yeah, dude, sure.” you smiled at the nickname. “We gotta hurry though or we’re waiting for the next ferry for 20 minutes.” Haechan tugged onto your fingers now, dragging you down the stairs.
“Why the river transportation?” you asked as he paid for the tickets and you walked inside. The ferry was small and still almost empty.
“It helps me relax.”
“And why are we going to the other side of the river?”
“Because the restaurant there serves the best food in the whole city.”
“Okay?” you were a little confused with him. “Can you let go of my hand now?”
“No, I was thinking of dragging you outside.” he grinned mischievously, pulling on your hand once again to take up some stairs. He let go of you when you climbed up the last stair, walking forward to look around. Besides this simply being a way to go to Haechan’s favourite place the view was beautiful, Seoul on both sides of you, a bridge right across where you were looking lit up with lights. This was a pretty fancy way to go eat with a friend, you thought. Haechan walked forward, away from you and you sat down on one of the benches, crossing your legs.
“This is cool.”
“I told you, it’s really relaxing.”
“And beautiful.” you added, watching Haechan walk back to you.
“You’re about to get the full experience.” he smiled, reaching out to his bag hanging on his back.
“Hm?” Haechan propped his body next to yours, holding out an airpod for you. You took it quickly without a question. The other airpod went into his ear and Haechan began to scroll through his phone focused. Finally, the music filled your right ear, a slow r’n’b tune you weren’t sure you’ve heard before. It fit the bright lights above the river perfectly and you took a deep breath in, sinking in the moment, closing your eyes to have a little time at peace with yourself. You couldn’t believe Haechan was sharing his peace with you as a friendly gesture. You felt his shuffling on your side, not paying much attention to what he was doing until the warm material hit your knees, you saw his bomber laying atop of your bare knees. You wanted to tell him something, maybe a thank you? Or that you weren’t cold? But you were outrun by Haechan, by his next gesture, to be completely accurate.
With a completely straight face he switched positions and suddenly his head was laying atop of your thighs. He crossed his arms on the chest, closing eyes immediately. Your arms raised in defence the moment you felt him lie down. Haechan probably sensed you didn’t lower your hands back, opening his eyes and dragging your palm to lay next to his head, the other dragged onto his chest, caged under his fingers. He didn’t act out of friendliness, he was onto something you were convinced now for sure.
But for no reason at all you didn’t want to fight whatever was going on in his head?
“I won’t mind if your fingers would run a little through my hair.” you tried to keep your heart at bay, your legs were burning, your face was burning, your body was burning, everything in you burned, you weren’t sure your underwear wasn’t turning damp. He was fucking with you out of nowhere at all. You didn’t really want to play along, his actions just made you want him more, but you were not bound to get him inside of you tonight anyway. Maybe, that’s why he did that? He just wanted to get you frustrated and not give you the rest. The thought made it easier for you to breathe, it was an acceptable explanation. “Will you not?” Haechan suddenly wined, squeezing your hand.
You dug your nails into his scalp, running them a little further. He almost purred like a satisfied cat. “Maybe that’s what’s been missing on these relaxing trips to put me in pure ecstasy.”
“A hand in your hair?” you chuckled and brushed past his fringe.
“Your hand in my hair.” Haechan stared back at you, moving his eyes behind you. “Oh, we’re here, let’s go.” he jumped up as unexpectedly as he lain down, tugging on your hand once again. For god’s sake, what is up with him tonight, you thought.
“I just realised how much of a stupid idea it was to drive here.”
“Why?” you asked curiously, finally walking with your own pace, still holding on to Haechan’s jacket because he forgot to take it from you when you were running and now it worked like a nice hand warmer for you.
“I can’t drink, and nothing goes better with a kimchi stew and grilled pork belly than somaek.”
“We’re having kimchi stew?” you laughed. You didn’t think he’d take you to eat kimchi stew for a date, that’s not very roma-. Shut up, you told yourself and stopped dead in your tracks. You did not just stupidly confuse this with a date. Haechan was doing the right thing, except for the ferry behaviour, which is besides the point, he took you to a place friends visit. It was a cool thing, you actually loved the idea of his. It did really mean he tried to make you comfortable with each other besides fucking, he wanted to make your project work successfully.
“Are you okay?” Haechan noticed you completely falling behind.
“Yes, I realised I haven’t given your jacket back. Put it back on, it’s cold.”
“Your legs are all out and I’m wearing three layers of clothing, you should keep it to not get sick.”
“I’m fine though.” you pushed the jacket against his chest and he didn’t go any further with trying to make you keep it. He simply put it back on and you loved it, loved it when people weren’t making you do things you clearly didn’t want to.
“I love how this place has a view.” You smiled lookeing at the river. “I don’t think I’ve ever been to a traditional place like that. Like it’s proper restaurant but apparently the food’s here good too. That’s amazing.” you smiled sincerely, putting a whole spoonful of stew in your mouth. “How did you find this place?”
“I got lost in the city and was hungry and came here without any expectations but it turned into my favourite place out of nowhere. They have great menu, there’s everything I love.”
“I like it here.”
“We could come here together whenever you’d want to.” he suggested, you looked him in the eyes and nodded. It can be a good thing to visit this place once in a while with Haechan.
You talked and laughed and didn’t even biker once. He was noisy by nature, smart mouthed, quick witted when he needed it for his own good. He could make people around him smile, laugh hysterically even, listen to him, allow him to do whatever he wanted to do and most likely would in return get whatever the hell he wanted people to do for him. Haechan had a way with his words and every action, he made you feel at ease when he spoke. You didn’t talk much, you just watched him talk, laugh, show each and every emotion through the stories he told. Haechan was made to make people feel alive, besides frustration, anger, rage maybe and a whole other list of things he usually made you feel. But here tonight, sitting at the table with him you could finally imagine in a bigger picture why his friends loved him, why he was the centre of everyone’s attention - because he was a fluff ball of liveliness and happiness. And you couldn’t deny the feeling that bubbled in your chest anymore - Haechan made you feel alive. You looked away from him to stop the feeling because it wasn’t a great realisation. It was a sad ass thing to know because immediately you locked down on yourself for feeling anything towards him - it was wrong. The metaphorical stick up your ass stirred a little to remind you it was still there.
“You’re so-o lucky you met me.” he chuckled, dropping his back against the seat.
“Why is that?” you leaned in more to him intrigued. You chuckled to swallow a lump because if he read in your eyes you were having fun right now he’d never let you live.
“I’m the greatest in anything with academic studies involved so you’re safe in that project.”
“Oh, for real?”
“Yup.” he popped the p with his insanely attractive lips.
“Cool then, we should start soon.”
“What about tomorrow?”
“Library? Or my place?”
“Your place?” Haechan raised eyebrows. Yes, your roommate is going to be a thin wall away, she’ll be a reason not to be triggered by your temptations.
“Your place kind of have memories that are not great for studying.” Haechan smirked.
“True.” he gave you a nod. “My classes tomorrow finish around 5 I believe.”
“Cool, mine too. We could go straight to my place after class.”
“Deal.”
-
“Hey, partner.” Haechan found you round lunch time and for the first time since you’ve known him, him talking to you in public space didn’t feel like you were punished.
“Hey.” you turned around to look at his frame, squinting your eyes as the sun behind him beamed too brightly through the window. You swallowed a smile that unexpectedly began to crawl onto your face when you watched his mouth stretch out in a smile. “You’re done?”
“No, no. I just found you here and thought I’ll come up and check on you .” Haechan motioned with his hands for you to move in your seat to free up space for him.
“Check on me why?” you cackled clueless as to why you need to be checked on.
“Hm… I don’t know, just check on you. If we’re still going to yours?”
“Yea, yes.” you smiled “I’m still into idea of getting a good grade.”
“Cool.” he nodded, focusing his eyes on the paper laying in front of you.
“You’re going to have lunch here?” you took in his frame.
“No, I won’t bother you.” he smiled crookedly.
“Thanks.” you shrugged, watching Haechan stand up and turn away.
“Actually.” he paused and your head snapped back to his body. “Here, take it.” he moved his hands swiftly, reaching into his pocket and then back in front of you, placing a bottle on the table.
“What is it?” You didn’t really need an answer, you could see very clearly with your eyes.
“A grape soda, I thought you said you like those.”
“Yeah, I do.” you half laughed half coughed in response. “But why-?”
“I-huh.” Haechan sighed loudly, finally meeting your gaze. “I took your milk before so it’s my pay back. You’re welcome.” he winked at you smirking, getting out of the trans he was in and back to his normal self.
“Yeah.” you simply nodded, as he turned on his heels and walked away.
-
“So,” you sang, facing Haechan as your feet passed the threshold. “Welcome to my crib!” you cackled, holding out your hands welcoming him in.
“That’s a spacious living room.” Haechan immediately commented, running his eyes over the room he was able to see right from the entrance.
“Yeah, sort of. We’re girls, we need space for different stuff.” you shrugged.
“Ugh, who’s your roommate by the way? Is she home?” Haechan asked curiously, lowering his attention to the laces of his shoe.
“It’s me.” Eunsoo made him startled, by appearing against the closest wall, the boy raising his head back up in a flash. “And I’m home.” she chuckled.
“Hi.” Haechan swallowed.
“Do you mind taking him to your room?” Eunsoo directed her gaze at you.
“I mind.” you nodded vigorously at her question. “I don’t take boys to my room on our first studying session, Eunsoo-ya, you know the rules I live by.” you bat your eyelashes at your friend, walking further into the apartment. “Especially if the boy’s someone like him, beware.”
“What nonsense are you saying?” Haechan grunted as his body dropped onto the couch. He took out his laptop, placing the device over his lap, leaning more against the backrest.
“Did you really mean it when you said you were good with these things?”
“I meant it.” Haechan nodded, typing in the password blindly, his eyes trained on you.
“Maybe you don’t need me then?” you turned your head to the side a little like a puppy and smiled.
“No,” he shook his head “every megamind need a little helper to take up little tasks every now and then.” you rolled your eyes at his words.
“I had a feeling you’d say something dumb.” you stood up, catching Haechan’s concerned eyes on you. “I’ll go get my laptop and everything I wrote down during lectures.”
“Yup.” he nodded and turned back away. Haechan acted like he didn’t need you here, like he was only focused on studying and working, you couldn’t remember him being that focused during class, usually his eyes were trained on his smartphone that was turned horizontally and definitely was not used for writing down whatever professors were saying.
“Since when are you all about studying?“ You broke off the silence that hung above your heads as Haechan read through an article you barely took a glance at while you blankly stared at your laptop for the time being. For the past twenty minutes, to be exact. He doesn’t even get up to pee, he just taps away, asking lecture related questions and some advise on adding certain sentences into the text he was working on so smoothly. You couldn’t stop yourself from appreciating his working passion, or the view he was giving you. You were working hard on not being obvious that maybe like every ten minutes you made sure to check him out. The way his fingers were pressing the buttons on the laptop, his thumb fidgeting the nail shaped ring on his finger whenever he paused typing or scrolling to read. His plush lower lip at most times being teased by his teeth while he was thinking. The way he pressed teeth into his thumb while listening to you answering his questions regarding lectures. Haechan forming his lips into a pucker two rear times in the past three and a half hours as he felt terribly sore in his neck, resting his back against the couch, brushing back the hair off his forehead with elbows up in the air. You could list many more random things he did randomly while he was working and you partially procrastinating- feeding onto your new sudden obsession with everything Haechan does but he replied and you had to at least try and focus on whatever left his lips.
“Trying to keep up with you, be a good boy for you and all that shit.“ he spoke distantly, you almost didn’t catch whatever left his mouth until you did and stared at him shocked, Haechan already looking at you with a smirk.
“Stop being weird.“ You chuckle in a weak attempt to not feel so… weird yourself? You were pretty sure your face was burning red, it felt like you got exposed and it made you even more weird and nervous.
“Don’t you like it?“ He teased and reached out his hand to squeeze your leg above your knee. “Shit, are you shivering?“ He laughed, dropping his back against the couch, as you lowered your eyes onto your exposed legs as if in shock, as if you couldn’t feel it yourself. You were glad at least there was a hoodie over your upper body, hiding away from his eyes the fact your entire being shivered to his touch like you were never touched by him before.
“Can we go back to our project.“ You huffed.
“No.“ Haechan straightened his back with a serious face expression. “Not when you shiver to my touch. Come here.“ He reached out a hand to you and you put all of your energy to not give away with your face or other body parts that you considered giving him your hand without a doubt for a good second.
“No.“
“Come on, cupcake. I want you now.“ Haechan licked his lips and you shivered once again thinking how you would like to get heavily drunk to just kiss him and pretend afterwards you didn’t remember a single thing.
“Shut up.“ Eunsoo had great hearing, that you learned through the two years you lived with her, shushing the boy.
“I though we had an agreement.“ he pouted and stirred his body closer to yours.
“Haechan.“ You sighed not knowing what exactly the fuck was going on inside your head, not moving away when he crawled even more closer, trying to pretend you were focusing on your web-page when in fact you were shivering all over once again at the mere feeling of him next to your skin.
“Mmh, cupcake.“ He mumbled into your hair, wrapping a hand over your waist. It helped him to pull you more against his back, allowing his lips to find the skin on your neck. “Why are you shivering?“ he chuckled against you, making a new wave of shivers run down your body. “It’s like the hundredth time I’m touching you, I’ve never gotten such a vivid reaction.“ Haechan left an open mouthed kiss where your jaw met your ear.
“I don’t like it, shivers are the form of my body saying put your hands away.“ You blabbered the first thing that came to your mind.
“Are you sure?“ Haechan giggled against your skin, rubbing his face against your throat. “Can we ask your roomie to take a walk?“
“Haechan, what are you trying to do.“ you clicked your tongue to get back to your senses and not drop your head back onto his shoulder.
“Make you wet. I’m actually sure you’re already, right?“ Haechan’s hand that’s been hugging your waist went a little up to cup your clothed breast.
“I wouldn’t get wet just because you breathed for three second into my neck like a creep.“
“Okay.“ He chuckled and moved his head away, not letting go of you with his hands a single bit.
“It’s not very comforting when you’re holding onto my boob like that.“ you craned your neck to be able see his face a little.
“Did anyone ask you what happened to your neck?“ Haechan’s attention jumped onto the side of your neck he bit onto, keeping his hand exactly where it was and ignoring you completely. “Mmh?“ he ran a finger over the bruise, making you shiver once again. You sighed internally at your stupid reaction to his touch.
“Yeah, unfortunately.“
“Did you lie?“ You sighed dramatically.
“Had to tell everyone I was attacked by a wild dog on my way back to the apartment.“ Haechan burst into laughter once again, letting go of you as his body fell against the couch once again.
“Maybe the truth would’ve sounded better?“
“That I was bit by a dog inside of an apartment?“
“Ha-ha.“ Haechan teased. “You should’ve told them you were bit by a very passionate male that came so hard inside of you after you sucked him off so good he just couldn’t hold back from marking you.“ His hands once again pressed your body against him. “I wouldn’t mind cuming inside of you now too.“ He let you know once again and even though you liked the felling of his body pressed against you, you liked how his hot breath fanned over your skin, made you all hot with want, but it made you feel so conflicted at the same time you were about to get a headache. You knew if he’d get his hands on you for real you’d want to kiss him so badly you won’t hold back and would want the feeling of his lips on yours regularly. Your insides were doing backflips because unlike your brain organs were actually realising you were having other feelings for Haechan in addition to those you were already meant to have. Knowing him better as a person was doing things to your intimate relationship, at least, on your side.
“We’re here why?“ You spoke louder than you intended to, taking his hands in yours for him to let go, but he just held onto your fingers instead like he had claws.
“I’m not sure anymore now that my cock’s stirring in my pants.“ he kept his voice as low as he possibly could.
“For studying, Haechan.“ You tried not to lower your eyes to see for yourself if he was as hard as you were wet.
“Okay, do you want me to jerk off in the bathroom to the thought of you and come back for studying?“ Maybe, yes? You bit your tongue before the words could actually spill.
“Maybe we should be done for today.“ You stood up, turning to face Haechan, feeling his arms wrap around your calves, lips above your knees. “I will kick your teeth with my knee, I mean it.“ You practically barked at him, sounding much harsher than you intended to. You didn’t see a point in consuming his teasing when you knew for sure fucking wasn’t an option for the both of you while Eunsoo’s at home, and she’s practically always at home. Being frustrated alone in your room, longing for the pressure of his body against yours with amount of his mouth and fingers you already felt on your body already was almost inevitable by now, if only he could stop right this minute, you thought, and watched him get up and close his computer.
“Next session’s at my place.“ He pointed a finger at you making you swallow your smile.
