zuki

how was he asleep but at the same time actively preventing your escape?

you tried again, but this time his grip somehow tightened

you sighed out loud, staring at the ceiling in defeat

a sleepy mumble came from behind you, “stop moving,” 

“im trying to get up,” 

“why?”

you slowly turned your head, his eyes were still closed, his hair was messy but somehow he looked more comfortable than ever

“because its morning,”

there was no reaction whatsoever and you snorted softly, “ohyul, let me go,”

“no,”

you rolled your eyes, trying to free yourself once again, “you can sleep more,”

eventually, after minutes of negotiations that felt strangely similar to hostage discussions, he finally loosened his grip,

you slipped out of his arms, sighing in your quiet victory,

“where are you going?”

you looked over your shoulder and ohyul had one eye open, desperately trying to fight the morning sun,

“downstairs,”

he groaned dramatically before burying his face into the pillow, “why?”

“i’m wide awake,”

“way too early,”

“it’s not early,”

he groaned again, “agree to disagree,”

but within seconds he was asleep again, which was honestly impressive

you shook your head as you threw on one of your big hoodies, before leaving the room,

the house was already noticeably louder downstairs, voices drifted from the kitchen, laughter, someone arguing and someone else definitely losing an argument (which is probably woonhak lets be real)

you followed the noise and walked into the kitchen,

ryul spotted you first and his eyes widened, then a grin spread across his face,

yk that grin always meant trouble..

“oh my god,”

you stopped walking, “stop it’s way too early for this,”

“OH MY GOD,” he yelled again,

“ryul!!,”

“good morninggggg princess,” he sang a little too excited,

“stop,”

leehan looked up from his cereal, “what’s happening?”

ryul pointed at you, “look who’s finally awake,”

jaehyun glanced over, “what’s going on, why are you being weird,”

“i’m not acting weird,” ryul dramatically placed a hand over his heart, “my best friend is growing up,”

you closed your eyes, bracing yourself for whatever he was going to say next,

“you disappeared during movie night,”

“and?”

“and you guys were a little too eager to get upstairs afterwards,

“and?”

“and now you’re walking funny,”

“RYUL!”

the kitchen erupted into laughter, leehan almost choked, jaehyun physically had to put his cup down and ryul looked incredibly pleased with himself, as always

“i’m just saying,”

“you should deadass just stop saying things sometimes,”

before you could throw something at him, ryul held his hands up in surrender, “ok ok i’ll stop,” he blurted out, “..for now,”

you rolled your eyes as you made yourself a cup of coffee,

which you then took outside to enjoy the little morning breeze on the terrace,

the other guys snickered as ryul was still muttering some jokes under his breath,

not soon after, another set of footsteps echoed through the hallway,

everyone looked up as ohyul walked into the kitchen looking half asleep,

“good morning,” woonhak said,

“it’s barely morning,” ohyul muttered,

his eyes scanned the room, once, twice and then a third time,

leehan smirked, “your girl is outside,”

ohyul blinked, “okay?”

“just letting you know,”

“i didn’t ask where she was,”

ryul immediately pointed at him, “yeah but you were definitely looking for her,”

“i was looking around,”

“you certainly weren’t looking for taesan,”

“taesan isn’t even here,”

“exactly,”

ohyul stared at him and ryul stared back,

woonhak sighed, “not this again.”

“you looked around the room like a lost puppy,”

“i looked around once,”

“3 times,”

“you counted?”

“absolutely,” ryul shot back,

“get a hobby dude,”

“watching you is my hobby,” ryul smirked,

“that’s concerning,”

everyone laughed, ohyul rolled his eyes but couldn’t quite hide the smile tugging at the corner of his mouth,

unfortunately for him, ryul noticed,

“look at him smiling,”

“i’m not smiling,”

“you literally are,”

“leave me alone,”

“make me,” ryul pushed, way too pleased again,

“gladly,”

“for the first time it’s not woonhak throwing a tantrum, can we have some morning peace for once?” jaehyun laughed, pointing between them

“no,” they answered simultaneously

a little while later, after breakfast and several arguments that somehow started with toast and ended with ryul being threatened with bodily harm, everyone gathered in the living room,

woonhak, the proud owner of the house stood in front of the group, “okay,” he clapped his hands together, “we need a plan,”

“finally,” jaehyun said, “i’m bored,”

“dude you’ve been awake for 40 minutes,”

the bickering never stopped but at this point it’s just another normal morning,

everyone found a place to sit and you headed for an empty spot on one of the couches, except before you could sit down, a hand caught the sleeve of your hoodie

you glanced back, ohyul (ofc)

he didn’t even look at you, his attention remained on whatever conversation woonhak was having,

he just tugged lightly, the universal equivalent of ‘come here’

you stared at him, “seriously?”

“mhm,”

that was all you got, a single hum,

you chuckled as you looked at the perfectly available seat beside him, then at him and then back at the seat for the dramatic moment,

“there’s literally space,”

“i know,”

“then why are you-“

another small tug, just a little more impatient this time,

you rolled your eyes but sat down anyway and the second you did, he shifted slightly,

not enough to make a big deal out of it but yk just enough that your thigh ended up pressed against his,

his arm settled along the back of the couch behind you, it was comfortable and way too natural, like he’d done it a hundred times before

and maybe that was the problem, because nobody said anything, but everybody noticed

you could feel it,

especially when the room suddenly became a little too quiet,

you glanced across the room, ryul was staring, leehan was staring, jaehyun was staring and even woonhak looked mildly entertained

“what?” you asked,

“nothing,” ryul answered immediately,

which meant absolutely something,

“why are you looking at me like that?”

“i’m not,”

“you are,”

“i’m literally sitting here,”

“you’re smiling weirdly,”

“maybe i’m happy,”

“that’s even more weird,”

meanwhile, ohyul couldn’t have looked less concerned even if he tried,

he leaned back into the couch, completely relaxed and unbothered by whatever was happening, like there weren’t 4 people silently witnessing whatever this was,

like having you tucked against his side was the most normal thing in the world,

when ryul continued staring, ohyul finally looked over,

“do you need something?”

“no,”

“then stop looking at me,”

“i wasn’t looking at you,”

“you were,”

“i was looking at her,”

without missing a beat, ohyul shifted slightly, just enough to block part of ryul’s view and the room exploded,

“OH MY GOD,”

“you’re insane,” woonhak laughed,

“i didn’t even do anything,”

“you literally shielded her,”

“from what?”

“from my eyes,”

“good,”

“okay,” woonhak said again, clapping his hands together as he was trying to get everyone’s attention one more time, “we’re going to the big lake,”

immediate chaos (which is a standard at this point)

“the one with the trails?” jaehyun asked,

“and paddleboards?” leehan added,

“and the giant rope swing?” ryul asked,

taesan pointed at him, “you’re not allowed near the rope swing,”

“why?”

“because last summer you tried to do a backflip,”

“and?”

“you landed on a kayak bro,”

for the next 10 minutes, nobody actually planned anything, they just argued,

somehow the discussion shifted from paddleboarding to whether ryul should legally be supervised at all times,

eventually after several threats and a lot of yelling, you finally settled on spending the day at the lake,

hiking, swimming, paddleboards, food, the whole thing

“you get 20 minutes,” sungho announced, “go change,”

everyone immediately got up and the living room emptied within seconds,

well,

almost, because the moment you stepped into the hallway, a hand found yours,

you didn’t even have to look,

“ohyul,”

“mhm,” he walked beside you toward the stairs, “let’s not go,”

you laughed, “what?”

“let’s stay here,”

“all day?”

“yeah,”

“and do what exactly?”

“nothing,”

you looked over but he looked completely serious,

“they’ll notice,”

“i don’t care,”

“i know you don’t,”

“then what’s the problem?”

you snorted, “the problem is that we’re here with friends,”

“so what?”

“ohyul,”

“please,”

“did you just say please?” you gasped playfully,

“don’t make this harder than it already is,”

you laughed again, but he sounded genuinely offended by the existence of plans,

“we spent the entire night together,”

“that was not long enough,”

your smile betrayed you because the second he saw it, he looked smug again,

“see, you want to stay too,”

“maybe,” you chuckled, “but we’re still going,”

“traitor,”

“you’ll survive, we’re gonna have fun,”

“that’s still debatable,”

the second you reached your room, he dramatically flopped backward onto the bed, “tell everyone i died,”

“from what?”

“being abandoned,”

you laughed as you threw a random shirt at him, “go get dressed,”

somehow, dividing into cars caused almost as many arguments as planning the trip itself,

ryul wanted to drive but nobody trusted him, which resulted in ryul being offended but everybody else was terrified,

the drive itself was loud, there was music blasting, the windows were down, people singing lyrics incorrectly on purpose,

woonhak filming everything for memories and then there’s ryul filming everything for blackmail,

overall very normal friend behavior,

when you finally arrived, the lake looked straight out of a postcard,

there was sunlight reflected off the water and the mountains stretched across the horizon,

the air smelled clean and peaceful..

for approximately 30 seconds, then ryul pushed someone into the water and peace was over,

the day itself passed in a blur, there was swimming, arguing over paddleboards, arguing while on paddleboards and arguing because of paddleboards

you quickly realized everyone in this friend group was incapable of existing peacefully, peace was definitely not part of the itinerary,

you ended up on a paddleboard at one point, laughing so hard you nearly fell in while ryul kept deliberately rocking everyone else’s boards just to cause chaos

woonhak tried to organize a group photo and gave up within seconds, sungho became an unofficial referee for arguments that didn’t need refereeing

and through all of it, ohyul stayed close in a way that never quite felt deliberate, but never felt accidental either..

a hand on your back when passing by, your drink appearing in front of you before you even asked, standing a little too close when there was absolutely no reason to,

you noticed every time and so did everyone else tho

ryul noticed the most, of course and in absolute ryul style he made it everyone’s problem

by late afternoon, the energy had shifted, everything felt slower, people started drifting back toward the house in small groups, sunburnt and tired in the best way

the bbq was already being set up when you arrived back

there was a smell of grilled meat mixed with the faint scent of lake water and smoke, the kind of combination that somehow makes everything feel like summer even when it isn’t

someone started music again and chairs were pulled into a loose circle near the fire pit,

sungho and ohyul ended up at the grill together, mostly because nobody trusted anyone else near open flame

you were talking with the others when ryul leaned in slightly, grinning, “your boyfriend’s working hard,”

you almost choked on your drink, “my what?”

“don’t act like you didn’t hear me,”

you followed his gaze, ohyul was standing by the grill, sleeves pushed up slightly, focused on flipping meat onto a plate sungho was holding

he looked annoyingly calm for someone handling fire and ryul’s commentary existing nearby,

as if he felt your eyes, his gaze lifted and he met yours across the space,

and then, without breaking his conversation with sungho, he nodded slightly toward you, like a silent call saying ‘come here’

you sighed, already walking before you fully decided to,

“hold this,” he said when you reached him, placing a plate into your hands

“you’re very demanding today,”

“i know,”

“that’s not a good thing,”

“didn’t say it was,” he smirked turning back to the grill, carefully placing a few more pieces of meat before checking them like he actually cared about perfection

you stayed beside him without thinking too much about it, because honestly it was just easier that way,

after a moment, he leaned slightly closer, like it was instinct rather than intention and pressed a quick kiss to your temple,

it was soft and brief but in the most domestic way possible,

“you should eat well,” he said,

you blinked at him, “you’re bossing me around again,”

“because i care,” he chuckled, looking at you like the answer was obvious,

you didn’t respond immediately,

but behind you, someone made a noise that sounded suspiciously like suffering and you could only guess it was ryul

later, when everything had been eaten and conversations had slowed into that post f ood calm, someone suggested a game

it didn’t really matter what game,

what mattered was that ryul immediately lost and ohyul joined him on the losing side after a very unfortunate round that involved bad luck and worse decisions

“this is rigged,” ryul yelled immediately,

“it’s literally not,” woonhak said,

“this is discrimination!!!!”

the penalty decision was made without further discussion; they would clean and the rest of you would “supervise” which really meant disappearing into different corners of the property and pretending not to notice..

you ended up outside again, this time with one of the girls from the group, both of you sitting near the edge of the lake, watching the reflection of the house lights ripple across the water perfectly,

it was quiet in a way the rest of the day hadn’t been (thanks to the guys)

you were halfway through a story when you noticed footsteps approaching from behind, she noticed too,

she glanced up first and the second she recognized who it was, a knowing smile spread across her face

before you could even ask what that expression meant, she was already getting to her feet,

“where are you going?” you asked,

“inside,”

you narrowed your eyes, “why??”

she simply laughed, brushing imaginary dust from her clothes before taking a step backward, “have fun,”

“with what?”

instead of answering, she looked past you toward ohyul, then she disappeared into the house before you could stop her,

you turned around just in time to find him standing a few feet away, his hands were shoved into the pockets of his hoodie, hair still slightly messy from where the wind had been playing with it all evening,

for a moment, neither of you said anything, the lake behind him reflected the moonlight, everything felt strangely quiet after a day spent surrounded by people,

“what?” you finally asked,

ohyul’s gaze flickered toward the empty chair beside you, then back to you, “move,”

you stared, “excuse me?”

“move,” he repeated, a slight smirk already forming,

“that’s not a complete sentence,”

“you know what i mean,”

you looked at the perfectly empty chair, then at him, “there’s another seat

“i know,”

“then use it,”

but he didn’t ofc, instead, he held out one hand, waiting, completely confident that you’d eventually give in, which annoyingly, you did

“still so demanding,” you scoffed,

a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth as he took your hand and pulled you to your feet, the second he sat down, his arm wrapped around your waist and guided you down with him,

you let out a startled laugh, “ohyul-“

“what?”

“there was another chair,”

“so?”

“so why am i here?l

he settled back comfortably, one arm around your waist and the other draped over the armrest, as if this arrangement made perfect sense (it did to him)

“because i wanted you here,”

the answer was so simple that it caught you off guard, there was no teasing, no smug grin, just honesty, like he genuinely hadn’t considered any other option,

for a moment, all you could do was look at him then you rolled your eyes and leaned back against him anyway, which only made him smile

for a while, neither of you spoke, it didn’t really feel necessary

his presence was warm behind you, steady in a way that made everything else feel far away but then he shifted slightly,

his chin resting near your shoulder,

“tired?” you asked quietly,

“no,”

“you look tired,”

“i’m not,”

you hummed like you didn’t believe him buf he didn’t argue further,

instead, his hand slid gently to your waist, holding you there like he had no intention of letting you move even if you tried,

and then, slowly, he leaned in, his lips brushed your shoulder first, it was light and testing, then again, a little higher this time, near the line of your neck,

your breath caught before you could stop it, he paused, just for a second, like he was checking but you didn’t move away and that was all he needed,

his kisses slowed, becoming more deliberate, more present, each one lingering slightly longer than the last,

it wasn’t rushed, just quiet, building heat in a way that felt almost unfair when everything else around you was so still,

your fingers curled slightly where they rested on his arm and he noticed because his hand tightened slightly at your waist in response, pulling you closer without breaking the rhythm of what he was doing,

your head tilted slightly before you even thought about it, when he finally pulled back just enough to look at you, there was something different in his expression now

less teasing and more intent,

“you’re distracting,” you murmured,

a faint smile spread on his face, “good,”

and then he kissed you properly, this time there was no hesitation, no testing, just the quiet collapse of whatever distance had been left between you,

the world didn’t disappear so much as it stopped mattering,

your back pressed against him, his hand at your waist, the sound of distant voices from the house fading into something unimportant,

when you finally broke apart, it was only for a second, your foreheads almost touching, both of you were breathing like you’d forgotten how to do it normally,

but neither of you moved far enough away to pretend it hadn’t just happened

by the time midnight rolled around, nobody had any business still being awake

the fire the guys started earlier had burned low, the music had gotten quieter and conversations were starting to overlap in that way they always did after a few drinks..

somebody was telling a story, somebody else was interrupting it and woonhak was somehow involved in both

you sat on one of the big chairs, legs tucked underneath you while the others sat scattered around the fire pit,

it was nice and comfortable, the kind of night nobody wanted to end,

ohyul was sitting across from you at first, but that only lasted maybe 10 minutes

eventually he got up with his drink, walked around the fire and dropped into the empty seat beside yours without explanation,

you looked at him and he looked back,

“what?”

“nothing,” you smile,

a few minutes later, leehan shivered dramatically, “why is it suddenly freezing?”

“because it’s night,”

“thank you woonhak,”

“you’re welcome,”

leehan looked around before his gaze landed on you, more specifically your jacket draped over the back of your chair, “can i borrow that?”

“my jacket?” you glanced over your shoulder, then shrugged, “sure,”

the second you handed it over, leehan pulled it on with visible relief,

“wahhhh i owe you my life,”

across the circle, ryul immediately looked at ohyul, waiting but nothing happened, ohyul didn’t even react, he was too busy staring at you,

ryul frowned, “wow,”

“what?” you said,

“i thought he’d care,”

ohyul finally looked over, “about what?”

“the jacket,”

ohyul followed his gaze toward leehan, then shrugged, “why would i care?”

“that’s her jacket,”

“okay,”

“and he’s wearing it,”

“he’s cold,”

everyone stared at him but ohyul stared back completely unimpressed, “what’s wrong with all of you?”

“nothing,” jaehyun said, “you’re just surprisingly reasonable,”

“i’m always reasonable,”

the entire group laughed,

“that’s the funniest thing you’ve said all day,” woonhak said,

ohyul flipped him off without looking which only made everyone laugh harder

a while later, another round of drinks appeared, probably a bad idea, but nobody seemed concerned enough to stop, least of all ohyul,

you noticed it mostly in the way he started losing track of where he was supposed to be looking, normally, he’d hide things, he’d tease or pretend not to care,

but now every time you glanced up, he was already looking at you, not even trying to hide it

“why do you keep staring at me?” the question slipped out eventually,

ohyul leaned back in his chair, “do i?”

“yes,” you laughed,

he smiled immediately and suddenly it clicked to you,

he wasn’t even listening to half the conversations anymore, he was just following yours, wherever you looked, whatever you were doing, completely distracted which made him significantly easier to tease.

a fact you took full advantage of, every time he sat too close, you shifted away slightly, every time he reached over your shoulder to look at something on your phone, you tilted the screen away,

and every time he tried getting your attention, you deliberately answered someone else first

nothing cruel, but just enough to make him noticeably annoyed and unfortunately for him, the alcohol wasn’t helping him

“you’re doing this on purpose,”

you glanced over innocently, “doing what?”

“that,”

“you’ll have to be more specific,”

ohyul narrowed his eyes and you smiled to which he just groaned and leaned back again,

a little later you were in the middle of talking to sungho when a hand suddenly landed on the armrest beside yours,

you glanced over, ohyul again, ofc

“yes?”

“nothing,”

“you look like you want to say something,”

he considered it for a second before answering with complete honesty, “..i forgot,”

ohyul buried his face in one hand as you laughed at him softly, “don’t,”

“you forgot?”

“leave me alone,”

“what did you forget?”

“i don’t know,”

which somehow made it worse, his cool guy image was hanging on by a thread and everybody knew it, including him

for a little moment the lake stretched quietly behind you the fire crackled softly, the night had settled completely

you checked the time, then sighed, “i’m tired,”

immediately, several people groaned, “already?”

“it’s literally 2am,” you stood, stretching slightly,

almost immediately, another chair scraped against the ground,

ohyul.. of course,

ryul watched the whole thing happen, then took a slow sip of his drink, “look at that,”

“look at what?” ohyul asked,

you laughed and before the conversation could continue, you grabbed your phone from the table, “goodnight,”

a chorus of half hearted goodnights followed,

ohyul was already walking beside you before anyone else could say anything, nobody commented, mostly because they didn’t have to, the knowing looks were enough

as the two of you headed toward the house, ryul’s voice followed from somewhere behind,

“don’t wake us up!!!”

there was a beat of silence before the entire group burst into laughter,

and for the first time all night, ohyul actually looked shy which only made everyone laugh harder

as soon as you get inside, you pull ohyul towards the kitchen, filling up a big glass of water before handing it to him, “drink up big guy,”

“i don’t wanna,” he pouted slightly,

“sometimes we have to do things we don’t want,” you giggled,

“i know what i want tho,” he said in between sips,

“and what’s that,”

“you,”

you look up at him, his usual confidence slipping more and more, he looks soft but definitely needy, eyes scanning your face as if he’s trying to remember your face, the alcohol in his system definitely not helping that tho..

you giggle, your free hand coming up to brush through his hair, “i think you’re a little drunk big guy,” leaning into him a little as you speak

he inhaled your scent, “just enough” he replies, nuzzling a little closer, setting down the glass,

one of his hands slides to rest on the small of your back, fingers brushing slightly under the hem of your shirt, testing the lines,

you giggled, straightening your back, placing your free hand flat against his chest, “you should probably take a shower to sober up a-“

before you could finish your sentence, his lips crashed on yours to which you responded immediately,

his hands instantly hovering over your ass, yours coming up to his head, gripping a fistful of his hair as you pulled it slightly,

he sighed into the kiss, almost like a whimper, not even trying to hide how much he wants you

you press your lips against his a little harder, his lips were warm and plump, the alcohol doing its work as he pulls you almost impossibly closer, his hands more firmly on your ass, pressing your body against his with a little more force

he’s trying his hardest to not lose his full composure right here and now, his brain working overtime to keep him steady

it feels like you’ve been making out for hours, heat literally radiating from the both of you

his lips were moving against yours almost roughly, he groans into your mouth as you tug on his hair again,

his hands coming to rest on your hips, keeping you there, gently but firmly

you smirk into the kiss, slightly leaning back, his lips chasing yours as you place a few more small kisses on his lips,

he opens his eyes to meet yours, his absolutely glazed, a slight pout already on his lips by the sudden absence of yours

you brush your thumb over his glossy swollen lips, biting back another smirk as you reach past him to grab the cup from the counter, “you should take a shower,” you grin

and before he can even protest, you press one more kiss on his lips, soft but teasing as you step back, slipping out of his grip

you slowly back away, not breaking eye contact, before you fully turn around towards the stairs, glancing back over your shoulder just once

he lets out a soft, disbelieving laugh as he watches you just leaving him all hot and bothered by himself, before he pushes himself up to follow behind

you weren’t even half way up the stairs before he walked past you with a slight smirk, his hand finding yours, fingers threading yours tightly, pulling you with him

you let him lead the way, squeezing his hand as you walk up the stairs, walking around his friends house as if it was his own

as soon as you entered your room, you closed the door behind you and within seconds his mouth was on yours,

it wasn’t soft and gentle anymore,

he was done waiting,

his tongue pressed your bottom lip and you let him in, your arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him down to meet your lips in the middle,

his settle at your waist as his tongue explores the inside of your mouth, a little rushed but he can’t help it

your bodies melt into each other, heat boiling in your stomach as you felt him suck on your bottom lip, his hands planted firmly on your ass

you can’t help the moan leaving your lips, a muffled sound slipping past your lips when he bites your lower lip, wiping his tongue over it soothingly after

he pushes you further into the room, only grinning when your back hits the desk, he lifts you up to sit on the desk, your legs wrapping around his body in an almost greedy way,

you pull him closer, your hands messing up his hair more and more,

it’s insane, all the things he wants to do to you after being riled up the whole day, the alcohol in his body shutting down every possible normal thinking ability, only making place for how much he wants you

but by the way you lean into him, more and more, it’s clear you want him just as much,

“i need you so bad,” he groans in the kiss,

“what you waiting for then,” you smirked against his lips

he pulls away, a small string of saliva stretched between your lips, “i was waiting for you,” he deadpans as if it wasn’t obvious

you feel his hands gripping more low and firm, possessive and sure, making his intent clear like a warning and a promise at the same time

you laughed softly, “awee poor guy,” you said playfully

his mouth dips down, pressing open mouthed kisses on your neck, his lips were warm and wet,

“you left me hanging all day,” he murmers into your skin, almost like a whiny claim

you chuckle, your hand coming up to his hair, pushing him closer to you, “no i didn’t,” you tease

in a split second his head whipped back up, his lips plumb and soft in comparison to the blank expression on his face,

“stop playing now,” he chuckles in disbelief, his voice softer and needier than he actually meant to

you laugh, shrugging out of his grip as you got off the desk,

he follows immediately, his body moving towards yours, because he physically can’t help it, his hands back on your waist without quite noticing

“you’re still walking away,” he whined softly,

you tilt your head, pretending to think, “am i?”

ohyul lets out a quiet whine, not even subtle about it, dropping down onto the edge of the bed and pulling you between his knees,

“sit down,” he mumbles, his other hand comes up to your lower back, pushing you down

you stumble a bit, giggling, swinging both your legs to either side of his, steadying yourself with your hands on his shoulders as you sit down on his lap,

“don’t run away again,” he breathed out, his hands slipping under your shirt as he was rubbing circles on your skin,

you wrap your arms around his neck, your chest pressed against his

he smiled sweetly before his lips moved back down to your jaw and neck, kissing and licking near your collarbone

you couldn’t help but sigh by the feeling, not really caring that the pressure of his lips will for sure leave bruises later

his kisses were warm and wet, sucking your skin from your neck to your shoulders, one of your hands hurriedly back in his hair,

you tug his hair, pulling him back up to meet his lips in a heated kiss,

his eyes almost rolling to the back of his head as he feels you suck on his bottom lip, he groans into your mouth, as you pushed your tongue in his mouth

one of his hands comes up to your throat, hovering slightly before he wraps his hand around your neck and you moan as he gives you a daring squeeze, the sound sending literal shivers down his spine,

the kiss deepens without neither of you pulling away, your fingers curl into his hair, tugging it slightly as he makes a sound against your mouth,

a mix of a moan and a sigh, his hand putting more pressure on your throat,

you don’t know how much time passes, you’re both lost in the way your lips move in an almost perfect synchrony, the air between you thick and undeniable hot,

you grin to yourself as you feel his bulge pressing against your clothed heat, his breath hitched in his throat when you rolled your hips against his,

his hand flying back to your hips, pushing you down with a little more pressure,

it’s all heat and need, messy in the best way

“ohyul- please- need you-“ you mumble against his lips, the heat in your core only becoming more and more intense,

he only hummed in response and before you knew it, he flipped you both, laying you down on the mattress, your back pressed into the bed as his chest pressed against yours, your lips not leaving the others for even the slightest moment

ohyul held himself up on one arm, his other hand back on your waist, fingers sliding under your shirt, roaming up and down your sides, your skin felt hot everywhere he touched you

you couldn’t help bucking your hips up to his and he groaned softly, holding you down with a little more power when you buckle your hips up once more,

you let out a deep sigh as ohyul pulled away slowly, his eyes drifting down to your red, swollen lips before he pushed himself up, pulling his shirt over his head in one smooth motion before lowering himself down on you again,

you only grinned, reaching out as you pulled him back down,

he held himself up slightly, his tongue back moving with yours, your fingers traced up and down his chest, before drifting down completely, your hand wandering down, pressing on his bulge lightly

his hard on undeniably heavy in his pants, ohyul moans by the feeling of your hand on his hard on, but he pulls your hand away almost immediately,

instead he pushes his bottom half against yours in a rough way, his bulge pushing against your heat,

you moaned by the feeling, to which he rolled his hips a couple more times in response, enjoying the way you reacted to him a little too much

your core was tensing up by the feeling of his dick against you over and over,

one of his hands comes up to cup your boobs over your shirt, yours were roaming up and down his bare back, the feeling of his skin under your fingers heats up your own, still clothed body

both your breathing was uneven and hitched and ohyul couldn’t help but sigh into the kiss, finally having you all to himself,

his hand slipped under your shirt, his fingertips feeling cold on your hot skin but you completely melt into his touch, the sound of your lips smacking together filling up the hot air in the room,

you needed more, the craving to his touch only growing and growing with every passing moment, you gripped his hands from under your shirt and placed it on the waistband of your pants, urging for him to take them off

which he gladly did ofc,

you lift your hips slightly to make it easier for him, he chuckled slightly, breathing in deliberately when they were off

wasting no time, he unbuttoned his own pants, kicking them off before throwing them somewhere in the room,

your eyes met with the huge tent in his boxers, you bit your lip at the sight, which made him smirk as well

he crawled back on top of you, pushing one of your knees a little more to the side, so your legs are more spread, he himself getting settled in between,

your lips were back on his within seconds, tongues fighting over dominance, his hips rolling into yours, both of you a moaning mess just by the feeling of only a thin layer of clothing separating your clothed heats,

he dragged his hand from your cheek down to your thighs, rubbing small circles on your skin, daring and teasingly close to the one place you needed him the most, but he seemed in no rush all of a sudden

you huffed, “stop playing,”

he smirked against your lips as he hovers his fingertips lightly over your heat, before sliding his fingers over the fabric of your already wet panties fully

you moaned when he pulled your panties to the side, pushing one of two of his fingers inside immediately, “you’re literally soaking,” he grinned, “now tell me you haven’t been wanting me all day either”

“never said i didn’t” your voice low and breathy, “just like seeing you a little worked up,”

he pumps his fingers in and out, stretching you out a little, a deep groan leaving his lips,

you feel so warm and his mind goes completely foggy as your hips roll into his hand,

“i needa taste you” he whispered, lowering his head to face your now soaked panties, he pulled his fingers out, the sudden loss of his fingers making you feel empty,

his hand slips underneath the hem of your underwear, slipping them off fully,

his gaze feels heavy, his eyes filled with lust and need

you threw your head back on the pillow as his lips made contact with you, sucking lightly, licking his way up and down your clit

a deep moan left his lips as licked up and down your heat,

your eyes roll to the back of your head, breathing heavily, an undeniable rush humming through you,

it felt like sparks were dancing beneath your skin, your clit thrumming with intensity by every swipe of his tongue,

you tried your hardest not to lift your hips, sounds leaving your lips you don’t even know you had in you, moans, sighs and even broken cries

you arched your back as he inserted one finger back in, immediately pounding into you, his lips dragging along your sensitive soft skin at the same time

ohyul groaned against your skin, his dick painfully hard in his boxers now,

a heat pooling in your stomach as you fisted the sheets on the bed,

“fuck- hyul-“ you moaned out as he hits that one specific spot in you, “m.. mgonna cum-“

he knew not to speed up, going at the same pace as he already was, feeling you squirm under his touch, “cum for me” he mumbled into your skin,

tears were welling in your eyes and the room filled with your whimpers,

his fingers still pounding in and out of you, his lips busy working it’s way on your clit, the knot in your stomach only growing more and more before the last bit of control slipped and you came over his lips and fingers

your breathing was heavy as you came down from your high, your back slumping back on the mattress,

your mind snapping back to reality when he pulled his fingers out, a sudden cold hitting your sensitive heat

you whined as you looked at him,

ohyul came back up, licking your juices off his fingers with a way too pleased smirk on his face,

but his dick was now literally throbbing through his underwear,

you smirked too, pulling him down, your lips smacking in a rough, breath stealing kiss,

you moaned in his mouth as he grinds against your heat, overstimulation rushing through your body as you were still coming down from your previous high,

you slipped your hand down to his boxers, your fingers tracing the outline of his hardened dick, “my turn now” you said breathlessly, pushing him off to the side for him to lay down,

his eyes were heavy and filled with lust, a hunger and need for you.. and only you,

he sits back up against the headboard, his arm coming to pull you up to him, instead you push him back lightly

your hand coming to pull down his underwear fully, you couldn’t help the grin on your face as you saw how hard he was, your hand wrapping around it immediately

he squeezed his eyes shut, a moan coming from his lips as you moved up and down his length, the precum leaking from the tip, his free hand grasped for you and you only giggled as you pushed his hand away

“yn-“ he mutters as you jerked him slow, painfully slow if you ask him, your hands soft but firm on his length,

“f-fuck wanna feel your lips,” he groans as your fingertips drag over his sensitive tip

you smile, leaning in to press a sweet kiss on his lips before moving down, leaving hot open mouthed kisses along his chest, all the way down to his dick

ohyul could feel the knot in his stomach burning up the second your wrap your lips around him and the room filled up with his moans mixed the sound of your mouth savouring him

you bopped your head up and down, hallowing your cheeks, slow wet drags of your tongue all over him making him moan uncontrollably

you looked up through your lashes, your eyes meeting his while you’re leaving small, kittenish licks along his full length before suckling on the head,

the sight alone makes him throw his head back in pleasure

you feel him lifting his hips a little, your lips feel so soft and warm on him and he swears he is seeing stars, the knot in his stomach ready to burst

he has no idea how much time passes, it feels like seconds, his head feels fuzzy, his thoughts hazy and his mind absolutely blur,

he tugs at your hair, pulling you up instantly and your lips coming off his dick with a light plop sound

“needa be inside you” he says, voice low and breathy as he was trying his hardest to keep his composure,

he pulled you back on top of him, your legs on either side of his,

his hands coming up to squeeze your boobs over your shirt before he grabbed your face, pulling you in another heated kiss, both your parts burning with anticipation and need for the other

you were hovering your body slightly over his, keeping your body weight from pressing down completely and you could feel his length against your stomach

your lips were clashing against each other, breathless moans and whimpers being swallowed between the two of you

you broke the kiss, letting your lips hover over his a little bit as you looked down in between you, biting your lip as you took his dick in your hands and aligned yourself on top of him, sliding the tip between your folds a little bit,

you looked back up to meet ohyul’s eyes, steadying yourself with your hands on his shoulders as you lowered yourself on his length

“mhn fuck” he moaned as you sank onto him completely, the stretch was was insane as your body was taking him in fully as

you moaned his name as he completely filled you up, taking a moment to adjust to his size but the burn was amazing

his hands came up to your hips, his fingers digging into your skin holding you in place as he bottomed out

“f-fuck you’re so tight” he mumbled, his eyes darkened, letting his lips hover over yours softly, letting you both adjust to the fullness

he moved his hips slightly as to adjust himself, just a little bit but it was enough to shoot a sharp string of pleasure through your body and a soft gasp left your mouth

you steadied yourself properly on your knees before you started moving on his length, grinding your hips up and down against him and the room soon filled with wet, slick sounds as you fucked yourself down on him

you were both a moaning mess, low breaths shared between the air of your lips and with each move, the pleasure in your body only grew and grew

“ngh fuck-“ you cried out,

ohyul groaned, he angled his legs slightly so he could thrust his hips up to meet yours, the sudden change of force made you moan out loudly and his eyebrows scrunched as he moved, trying to keep a steady rhythm

he looked down at the part your bodies connected, your name slipping past his lips by the sight of his dick sliding in and out of you, a wave of pleasure rushing through your body as you felt the heat in your stomach burning more and more

at this point you were crying out his name as he fucked deep into you and the burn in your thighs becomes more and more intense,

you weren’t sure how much longer you could go before you burst out completely,

but.. so was he, “fuck yn, i’m gonna cum” he groaned, his eyes flying shut

you only hummed in response, chasing both your highs as you kept moving up and down, his focus was completely on you and the world narrowed down to the space between the shared breaths,

you were both so lost in the moment that neither of you noticed the door until-

it flies open

“yooooo,” someone yells cheerfully, “yn thanks for the jack-“

both your bodies immediately halt in shock and ohyul reaches for the blanket at the speed of light as he hurriedly pulled it over the both of you

leehan stands there swaying slightly, probably his 10th drink in his hand, blinking as he stared at the both of you

there’s a small silence

until leehan visibly smirks as he’s trying to stand straight, “whoa- okay. this is.. i’m sorry” he gestures vaguely with the red cup, “i just wann bring back the jacket,” he slurs his words

you were surprisingly calm, “no worries,” you laugh, “just drop it there,”

leehan nods slowly, processing your words and the situation, “yesss ma’am,” he smirks again, “sorry for interrupting , love you guys,” he points his cup to your boyfriend who was visibly annoyed,

“dude get out,” he groans, but he couldn’t hide the smile,

leehan salutes dramatically, raising his drink to you before turning around and immediately walking away.

“BRO CLOSE THE DOOR” ohyul facepalms himself, groaning as leehan popped up again,

“sorry my baddd,”

“i need new friends” ohyul groans as he closed his eyes in defeat,

you laugh a little too amused if you ask him, crawling closer, “ngl the timing was kind of impressive”

he shoots you a look, definitely not amused as he lets out a huff, turning his head towards you,

he was clearly annoyed but softening as soon as his eyes lock on yours,

you grin as you lean forward, his arm slides around your waist automatically, pulling you closer like it’s instinct,

“i’m not done with you yet,”

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“that’s it?”

“yeah,”

“that’s.. suspiciously healthy,”

you laughed, “why would i care,”

“because she’s a girl,”

“and he’s my boyfriend,”

ohyul narrowed his eyes, “so you’d just trust him?”

“obviously,”

“wow,”

“what?” you chuckled

“nothing,” he turned dramatically toward ryul, “what about you,”

you already knew this was going to be entertaining,

ryul took a sip from his beer,

“no,”

everyone immediately burst out laughing,

“you didn’t even let him finish the question,” woojin said,

“i already know my answer,”

“what if your girlfriend had a guy best friend,”

“no,”

“what if they’ve been friends for years,”

“still no,”

“what if-”

“no,”

ohyul was literally wheezing at this point, “you’re wild dude,”

“why does she need a guy best friend,”

“because people have friends,”

“she can have girl friends,”

“that’s not how friendships work,”

“it does in my house,”

“you don’t even have a house,” woojin laughed,

“then it’ll be how it works in my apartment,” ryul shot back,

everyone laughed again,

you bit your lip to stop yourself from smiling,

ryul looked entirely too serious about this,

woojin’s girlfriend leaned forward, way too invested in this conversation, “ok then can she go out for drinks with a guy friend?”

“absolutely not,”

“why?”

“because what are they drinking about,”

“tf does that even mean?”

“exactly,”

“that’s not an answer,” she laughed,

“it is to me,”

you could physically feel him getting more stubborn every time someone challenged him, which made it 10 times funnier,

the conversation eventually moved on, ohyul started telling some ridiculous story and woojin was arguing with his girlfriend again,

everyone became distracted in their own little ways again,

ryul’s thumb lazily traced your knee, then he leaned over, his lips brushed your cheek

a quick little kiss,

you turned your head toward him, “so no guy best friend,”

he sighed immediately, “we’re still talking about this,”

“i’m just curious,”

“you’re not curious,”

“i am,”

“you’re starting problems,”

you smiled sweetly, “what if he’s known her since childhood,”

“no,”

“what if he’s gay,”

ryul scoffed, “depends,”

“depends on what,”

“if i like him,”

you laughed, “that’s insane,”

“it’s actually very reasonable,”

“according to who,”

“me,”

you laughed, “wow very reliable source,”

“thank you,”

you could see him trying not to smile, which only encouraged you further,

“what if i wanted to grab drinks with a guy friend,”

his hand stopped moving on your leg, just for a second, but you immediately caught it,

“why,”

“because we’re friends,”

“no,”

“what if he wants advice,”

“he can call his mom,”

you immediately snorted, “what if he sends me memes,”

ryul stared at you and you stared right back,

“no,”

“i can’t receive memes,”

“not from him,”

“what if they’re funny,”

“they won’t be,”

“you don’t know that,”

he shrugged his shoulders, “i do,”

“how,”

“because i’m funnier than him,”

you laughed, “you don’t even know who he is,”

“doesn’t matter,”

you shifted slightly, turning more toward him, close enough to see the tiny crease forming between his brows

the one that always appeared whenever he was trying to stay calm, which meant you absolutely had to keep going

“what if he replies to my stories,”

“no,” he cut off immediately,

“what if he’s being nice,”

“he can be nice somewhere else,”

you pressed your lips together, fighting a smile but failing miserably,

“what if he calls me pretty,”

ryul let out a slow breath, the kind people took right before regretting everything

“don’t start,”

“what if he says i look pretty today,”

his hand, which had been resting comfortably on your shin, slid up to your knee,

not enough to draw attention but just enough to make your pulse skip

“then he’s annoying,”

“because he complimented me?”

“because he’s talking to you,”

you laughed, “that’s crazy,”

“thank you,”

“that wasn’t a compliment,”

“i’ll take it anyway,”

across the room, ohyul had clearly started listening again, the idiot was practically leaning over the armrest,

“bro is fighting for his life right now,”

woojin nodded immediately, “look at him,”

“i am calm,” ryul said, without looking at either of them,

which only made them laugh harder.

“you’re gripping her leg,” ohyul pointed out, “that’s not calm,”

you looked down and ryul immediately removed his hand,

then placed it right back,

higher,

like he suddenly remembered he didn’t care and you can’t deny that your stomach flipped a little,

ohyul let out the loudest laugh yet, “there he is,”

“shut up,”

“he’s already getting possessive and they’re not even dating yet,” woojin added,

you nearly choked on your drink,

and ryul shot him a look, “nobody asked you,”

“that wasn’t a denial,” ohyul said, pointing dramatically,

“interesting,” woojin said, his eyes narrowing like he was deep in thought, “very interesting,”

you could tell ryul was losing patience, which was making this infinitely more entertaining,

“okay,” you said, turning back toward him, “one more question,”

“no you’ve asked-“

“just one,” you cut off,

“no,”

“what if some guy asks me to go to the cinema,”

“no,”

“what if he’s really polite,”

“still no,”

“what if-”

“no,” ryul cut you off again,

“you don’t even know the rest of the question,”

“i know enough,”

you laughed, “you’re impossible,”

“you’re enjoying this,” ryul scoffed,

“maybe a little,”

“a little?” he clicked his tongue,

“ok a lot,”

“yeah i can tell,”

his hand squeezed your knee, just once,

like a little warning,

but you ignored it

“what if he buys me flowers,”

that got him,

finally,

his jaw tightened as his eyes narrowed and for a second he just stared at you,

you immediately knew you’d won,

“flowers?” he repeated, his voice was low now,

“yeah,”

“why would he buy you flowers,”

“because i’m cute,”

ohyul practically folded in half laughing and woojin wasn’t much better,

“he hates that answer,” ohyul wheezed again,

“bro’s having competition already,” woojin added,

ryul looked like he was deciding whether he still wanted friends or not,

and you were smiling so hard your cheeks hurt,

“you’re really testing me,” he muttered, leaning closer,

close enough that only you could hear him,

“and you are jealous,” you whispered back,

his eyes locked onto yours,

and there it was,

that look, the one that made your heart immediately forget how to function,

“you think this is funny,” he scoffed quietly,

“very,”

“i can tell,”

for a second neither of you looked away, the noise in the room faded just a little,

his gaze dropped briefly to your lips, then back to your eyes and suddenly you weren’t feeling quite as brave,

“ryul-“

he cut you off by pressing a quick kiss to your cheek, which made you smile,

“that’s all?” you teased,

you could tell that was an immediate mistake, because something flashed across his face, before he reached up, tilted your chin toward him and kissed you properly

just long enough to completely shut you up but also long enough for everyone else to notice,

you stared, “what was that for,”

“you were talking too much,”

before you could fire back-

“OH MY GOD,” ohyul shouted and the entire room immediately erupted.. again,

you groaned, burying your face in your hands,

“please stop,”

“absolutely not,” woojin was practically crying, “did you guys see him,”

“‘she can’t have guy friends,’” ohyul mocked dramatically, lowering his voice in a terrible imitation,

“‘she can’t get drink with another guy,’” woojin joined in,

“the memes were where he started losing it,” ohyul added,

“you guys are annoying,” ryul muttered,

“oh! we are annoying?” ohyul pointed at himself,

“bro you’ve been acting like her boyfriend for the last hour,”

“fr,” woojin agreed.

“the amount of hatred you have for imaginary men should be studied,”

everyone laughed, except ryul, who simply took another sip of his drink,

completely unbothered

..or at least pretending to be,

“we’re not even dating,” you added teasingly, because if he was getting embarrassed, you were absolutely making it worse

ohyul immediately pointed at you, “exactly,”

“you’re acting like this and she’s not even your girlfriend,”

ryul looked at both of them,

then at you,

then back at them.

“okay,” he scoffed, “and?”

ohyul blinked, “and,”

“what’s your point,”

the room immediately got louder, well woojin and ohyul to be exact,

“THAT’S YOUR RESPONSE??”

“HE DIDN’T DENY IT THO!!”

you were trying so hard not to laugh and ryul looked genuinely confused by everyone’s reaction,

like they were the weird ones..

“i’m just saying,” woojin started, “you don’t get to make boyfriend rules if you’re not her boyfriend,”

“why not,” ryul asked without missing a beat,

at this point ohyul nearly fell off the couch, “WHY NOT,” he repeated,

“because that’s literally how it works,” woojin said,

“according to who,”

“everybody,”

“that’s stupid,”

“bro,”

“what,”

“you cannot tell a girl she can’t have guy friends when you’re not dating her,”

ryul shrugged, “didn’t stop me,”

the room exploded again and you immediately started laughing so hard your stomach hurt,

even ryul was fighting a smile now

“this guy can’t be fr,” woojin groaned, covering his face with his hands,

“i don’t know why you’re all acting surprised,” ryul said,

“because you’re insane,” ohyul replied immediately,

“maybe,” he admitted,

then casually rested his hand back on your leg like none of this conversation was weird,

like he hadn’t just exposed himself completely

the conversation eventually drifted again, everyone was grabbing new drinks, switching topics, arguing about music and what not

you eventually stood up from the loveseat, stretching your arms a little

ryul immediately looked up, “where are you going,”

you looked at him, a small grin already forming “bathroom,”

“okay,”

“need to text my guy best friend back real quick too,”

there was a teeny tiny moment of complete silence,

before ohyul folded in half again and woojin slapped the couch, hysterically laughing,

you watched ryul’s eye narrowing again,

“sit back down,”

you laughed, “why,”

“because you’re annoying,”

“that’s not an answer,”

“it’s the only one you’re getting,”

“my best friend misses me,”

“your best friend doesn’t exist,”

“you don’t know that,”

“i do,”

“how,” you chuckled,

“because if he existed i’d already know about him,”

ohyul let out the loudest laugh of the night, “he’s standing on business fr,”

you laughed, “i’m going to the bathroom,”

he pointed toward the hallway, “then go to the bathroom,”

“..and text my best friend,”

“don’t push it,”

you grinned and walked away anyway,

only to hear ohyul’s voice the second you disappeared around the corner,

“bro is fighting imaginary men every single day of his life,”

“must be exhausting,” woojin agreed,

and judging by the pillow that immediately hit both of them-

ryul had heard every word

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