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pairing: perv! gamer! loser! soobin x bsf reader

(brief taehyun x reader)

genre: smut, angst?, college au

warnings: panty sniffing, masturbation, mentions of sex, crying, reader gets pissed, swearing and, mentions of oral.

word count: about 1.9k

a/n: usual perv fics end so happy and they end up together so i needed to put my own sprinkle on it. lmk what you guys think!

✧ ˚ · .

you were the first friend soobin made at university. it was welcome week, freshman year and of course you approached him. how could he walk up to someone like you first? you were so pretty, kind to strangers and just overall lighting up every room you walked into. he had seen you in a few different spots on campus before you made the effort to talk to him. he just watched your every move, kinda like eye candy. always admiring you from afar.

“hey, you’re the boy from the gaming cafe right? soobster553?” you spoke to him as he sat in the library reading.. bunny girl senpai manga? he followed your line of sight, closing the book and turning it face down. “uh, yeah? that’s me” he nervously responded. “you left your shit logged in, don’t worry i closed everything out for you” taking a seat next to him you went on “bunny girl senpai? what is that?” you asked, actually interested. “it’s a manga” he simply said. “yeah, no shit i can see that” your crude language got the boy flashing his signature bunny smile. “you know, you kinda look like a bunny” the boy smiled even wider. 

you introduced soobin to your friend group and he practically followed you everywhere like a puppy. it was cute though, you didn’t mind. soobin was sweet, respectful and always looked out for you. you two were total opposites and that’s exactly why you clicked.

✧ ˚ · .

fast forward to your junior year and you laid on his bed, hanging your head upside down trying to get your best friend’s attention. “soooob come on, i’m bored” you whined. he took his headset off and deadpanned at you. “you’re playing video games, ignoring me, and i can’t even see the screen because your big ass is in the way” you whined once more. 

soobin wanted you in his bed and whining but not under these circumstances. he makes a mental note to be more specific with his manifestations next time. “y/n you ever heard of parallel play? now all of a sudden you wanna watch me play league?” he looked at you squinting his eyes, not believing a damn thing you had to say. “no but, i'm out of options for entertainment soooo” you trailed off and walked over to his desk. 

soobin took the hint and moved over an inch in his gaming chair, a poor attempt to make room for you. you frowned at his stupidity. “soob do you see this ass?” he didn’t know if he was supposed to look or not but he did anyway, respectfully. “i’m not fitting in that tiny space to sit” you plopped down on his lap. soobin froze and went wide eyed, not knowing where to put his hands. he held his breath as you shifted and leaned your back against his chest to get comfortable. “is this alright?” you turned your head back a bit, breath fanning his cheek. “yeah, ‘ts fine” he barely whispered

“you were off your game today soob. hopefully when you teach me how to play, you carry your team like usual” you say to him as you bid your goodbyes. “y/n you’re fucking mean to me you know?” he jokes with you. “yeah yeah, im such a bitch whatever you probably call me worse to your guy friends” you joke back, playfully pushing his shoulder. “i would never. see you next week loser” he hugs you tight, squeezing your waist. “see you soob” and with that he’s closing his apartment door, letting out a breath he didn’t know he was holding. 

going back to his gaming chair, he immediately pulls up his porn tab and gets to work. putting his hand down his pajama pants and thinking of none other than you. your hair smelled so good and it was the only thing he could focus on thus fucking up multiple rounds in league of legends. he got such a good view of your ass today. it was only a split second or two but who’s counting? 

soobin wanted to fondle you, put his face in it. shit he wanted you to sit on his face. it’s a miracle he was able to control himself with you sitting on his clothed cock. as his fist pumped up and down his shaft, he envisioned your small hands, and your fucking teasing voice. you. you. you. anything that was you, would get him off. “fuck y/n. right there princess. please. fuck” he croaked. “soooob come on” he recalled your innocent whining from earlier and using it for something so sinister. 

that did it for him and he spurted his white streams of cum onto his hand and pants. he didn’t stop there. no, of course not. he milked himself until he was whining and tears were brimming his eyes. when he finally opened his eyes to witness the mess he made, he sighed in frustration. what would you think of him, knowing that he just choked his dick to every innocent interaction you had today? you’d probably hate him, tell your friends what a fucking freak nasty pervert he was. even go as far as never talking to him ever again. he couldn’t stomach the thought of it. 

✧ ˚ · .

“he told me i was the prettiest girl he’s ever seen and he said it like he meant it” you gushed about how you and taehyun have been texting each other lately. which was not in anyway romantic, it’s so obvious the guy was trying to get in your pants. apparently he was taking you out on a date tonight and you wanted to get all your jitters out beforehand so you called soobin over. 

he had to listen to you go on and on about his friend when he so desperately wanted it to be him. “i’m sorry, my room is a wreck. i wanted to wear my pink dress but taehyun seems like he’d like the black one more but i couldn’t find the black one and-” jesus fuck you were a nervous rambling mess. “fuck, i forgot to put on eyeliner” you ran to the bathroom, shutting the door behind you. 

truth is, you looked so sexy in that pink dress. fuck what taehyun liked, what about what soobin liked? you wore it with pretty thigh harnesses, and dainty jewelry. the baby pink aesthetic for something so adult and whore-like drove him crazy. he couldn’t think about being mad at taehyun when all he could think about was taking you there, and ruining you til you couldn’t babble anything but variations of his name.

soobin scanned your messy room and pink lace sticking out of your top drawer piqued his interest. he looked at the closed bathroom door, making sure there was no sign of you. once the coast was clear, he went to the drawer and pulled out the lacey fabric. there was no time to examine it, he stuffed them deep in his pocket for later.

“i promise i’ll tell you all about it when i get back” you sincerely told him. “i can’t wait, i hope you have fun” soobin was bitter as fuck. he kept the smile as much as he could but how could you? how could you possibly choose his friend over him?

✧ ˚ · .

soobin wasted no time pulling your pink lace panties out of his pocket as soon as he got home. sniffing them like all of the oxygen on planet earth was running out. he laid on his bed, once again pulling his cock out to the thought of you. he fisted the fabric and pushed it up to his nose as far as he could, inhaling and exhaling. he choked his dick and thought of you in that pink dress from earlier. he wanted to cum all over it, ruin it so you couldn’t see taehyun. better yet taehyun see you stained with his love, make him back off and be taken by who you belonged to. soobin.

“god you fucking bitch. picking taehyun over me, he’s nothing. i could fuck you so much better than him mmm” he moaned and spat as he sped his hand up. “y/n. y/n. ugh fuck. please baby” he began saying your name over and over again. he put the fabric over the tip of his dick while cumming, completely soiling it. 

the act of ruining your panties without your knowledge riled him up even more. soobin looked at your stolen item in awe. he wanted- no. he needed more.

✧ ˚ · .

“the date was fine but i don’t think we’re gonna work out” you broke the news to soobin and his ears perked up. “really? how come” he bit back a smile. “ahhh i dunno. it kinda just felt like he wanted to sleep with me. i know that’s your friend and all but i’m looking for an actual boyfriend these days” you explained it pretty clearly. atta girl, so smart and always coming to your senses. soobin just nodded his head in understandment. in reality he was over the fucking moon. he needed to do something to celebrate. 

you fell asleep during the movie night like always, your backside pressed up against soobin. he laid there stiff, weighing his options of dry humping you into oblivion while you slept or just going in your room to steal another pair of your panties. you were so pretty, even when you slept. perfect pouty lips, wet from your slight drool. your strands of hair blowing faintly from your breathing. god it wouldn’t be fair to take you like this, that’s beyond wrong. you’re his friend, he can’t take advantage of you like that. 

he got up ever so softly and quietly to not wake you. shuffling into your room, he went straight for your drawer like last time. this time, he opened it fully and boy was he in heaven. different colors, fabrics, and designs all with your signature scent. your hint of laundry detergent and your everyday perfume that he couldn’t get enough of. 

he shuffled his hands through the entire drawer then picked up a handful. soobin was playing a dangerous game but he couldn’t bring himself to think straight. he brought the bundle to his nose and deeply inhaled your faint aroma almost immediately sporting a boner. he let out a pathetic whimper in response to the delectable scent that he couldn’t get enough of. 

“what the fuck are you doing?” soobin almost jumped out his skin seeing you in the doorway. how long have you been standing there? why didn’t he hear you get up? probably too pussy drunk to notice his surroundings.

“are you sniffing my panties? is that why my pink lace one is missing?!” you slowly walked up toward him. oh no, you’re fucking angry at him. “no? i swear, i don’t have them” was all soobin could say and his lie was so bad, not even he believed it. you snatched the bundle of underwear from him. “you’re a fucking pervert! have you been doing this the whole time? i thought you were my friend!” you yelled at him some more which turned him on beyond belief. once he locked eyes with you, he instantly regretted everything. you were crying. “get out. i’m fucking serious, go. don’t ever talk to me again” you uttered the sentence soobin had been terrified of hearing. 

what the fuck did he just do?

pairing: taehyun x afab reader

genre: college au, smut with plot + angst

warnings: break up duh, unprotected sex (don't do this), creampie, emotionally unavailable terry, explicit language, and mentions of cheating.

word count: 2,067

it’s been months of arguing and tension between you and taehyun. He didn’t cheat, he didn’t lie, he just became so emotionally unavailable and you couldn’t fathom. one day he loved you with everything in him and the next, acted like you were just an acquaintance. you were both too scared to call it quits, too normalized with your vicious cycle of toxicity. you tried to convince yourself that he was your comfort person and things would go back to the way that they were. just a few more days, weeks, months even. 

“y/n i’ve told you a million times i don’t like him around you, what don’t you get?” he paced around your dorm room, stressing his words. “tae, i don’t have a choice. if i fail this class, i’ll have to go to summer school, my scholarship doesn’t cover it and i can’t afford it” you explained to him. “then find a new tutor” he thought he was so smart, like things were so easy. He was wrong. “there is no ‘other tutor’ finals are coming up, everyone is busy” you did air quotes as you spoke. “i am with you, i love you. is that not enough to trust me?” you tilted your head asking him.

clicking his tongue and shaking his head, he grabbed his phone off the nightstand and headed for the door. “are you serious right now? you’re just gonna leave?” you questioned him sadly. “i have nothing else to say to you y/n” he shut the door behind him. taehyun was a gentle person especially when it came to you. he never raised his voice, called you out of your name, or made you feel unsafe. the door shut so softly behind him yet the sound still managed to ring your ears, leaving you alone with your thoughts. 

two weeks. it’s been two weeks since you’ve spoken to taehyun and he left you in your dorm all alone. you’d have a disagreement, he’d leave or tell you to leave and then you wouldn’t hear from him for days. still active on social media and hanging out with friends like nothing happened but this is the longest he’s ghosted you for. 

you heard your phone buzz you awake and you ignored it. it buzzed again and you turned your back to it, sucking your teeth. a third buzz rang through and you sighed deeply, finally picking it up and reading the screen. it was 1:37am, “you’ve gotta be fucking kidding me” you grumbled to yourself.

tae <3: hey

tae <3: u up?

tae <3: i wanna talk to you, swing by?

taehyun didn’t wanna talk to you, not the kind of talking you wanted to do anyway. his way of apologizing was fucking you til you forgave him and you’re so weak for him that you do. it’s effortless for him because he doesn’t have to buy flowers, make a grand gesture or even address the issue. a few gentle touches here and there paired with empty promises and sweet words, you were forgiving him.

there you were, at his apartment door like an idiot. you didn’t hesitate to knock but he took a while to open the door. when he finally did you almost started to regret a decision you haven’t even made yet. he stood in front of you shirtless, hair disheveled, and gray sweatpants hanging low on his hips, exposing his happy trail. taehyun knew how upset you were, brows knitted, frown slightly present and he knew it was his fault. 

“c’mere baby” he said, taking you into his embrace and planting kisses on your face. your eyes began to water. the door now shut, he pulled you in closer to kiss your sweet lips. he began to mumble in between kisses, “i’ve missed you so much y/n”. it wasn’t fair to yourself to keep this up with him. 

“taehyun stop” you began to push him away by his chest. god his firm chest, you just wanted to lay on him and feel safe. he respected your wishes with a rather confused expression, you had never denied him access to you let alone call him by his full first name. this was a new feeling for him and it stung. “i think we should break up” you practically whispered to him. 

he dropped his hands from your waist and took a step back. “look, i know i haven’t spoken to you in a while but that doesn’t mean we have to break up” it was his turn to wear the saddened look you’ve been holding for months. to feel what you’ve been feeling after trying to make things better, give life to something that had died some months ago.  

“taehyun, all we do is argue, not speak to each other for days, and have sex. that’s not a relationship. that’s not what i want in a relationship” you explained, voice trembling and trying to stand your ground. “i don’t wanna be with you anymore”

he poked the inside of his cheek with his tongue “you’re right. i don’t know why i called you here in the first place”. his words meant to be sincere but couldn’t help spitting it out like venom because how could you? “i stuck beside you when my friends told me to dump you months ago, i defended you when you were clearly seeing other guys” he shook his head at his words.

your eyes widen, “i don’t know what you think you know but it’s wrong” it was your turn to hurt his feelings now. “this is not about another guy taehyun. this is about you not knowing how to treat me” you took a step closer to him, missing his embrace, telling yourself that you just want him to hear you clearly. “you lack so much self awareness it’s pathetic. i voiced how horrible you’ve made me feel for months and you don’t care” a singular tear rolled down your cheek. “sex is not gonna keep me around and it’s not worth emotional distress” you finally finished. 

“y/n get out of my apartment. i’ll get my shit from you whenever and after that i never wanna see you again” he said sternly, still never raising his voice at you. you left his place proud of yourself for doing the best for you, yet feeling so guilty for giving up on something you wanted. 

it’s been two months and taehyun hasn’t come to get his belongings from your dorm, no surprise there. he cut off all contact, blocked you on socials, avoided your friends and stopped going to his usual hangout spots on campus. 

that didn’t stop you from thinking about him everyday. you saw things that reminded you of him all the time and all his belongings in a box in the corner of your room didn’t help in the slightest. your days were spent trying not to cry at least twenty times no matter where you were. 

on the really bad days you wouldn’t even try anymore. “y/n the test is friday and this is your last shot to get your grade up in this class” your professor reminded you. as you left the classroom, you finally let weeks worth of tears spill out, silent sniffles and deep breaths heard from those walking past. it was college, everyone here was god damn miserable anyway. 

back at your dorm you slept all your crying away. the midday nap from 12pm-5pm you woke up disoriented. you heard knocking on your door, deciding to avoid your suitemates like you’ve been doing. not wanting them to see you at  your worst. 

“i’m alive, just really tired. go away” you said through the closed door, stuffing your face back into the pillow. you didn’t budge at the sound of your door opening, just let out a deep sigh. “i just said to go away” still unmoving til “i’m just here to get my stuff y/n” a voice you were once eager to hear spoke. 

you lifted your head up and made direct eye contact with him. he sported a loose t shirt, and plain ripped jeans, so simple yet so effective. his forearms were exposed and decorated with veins. “it’s over there” you pointed to the box in the corner. he just looked at it then back at you “how’ve you been?” he asked. 

no, he wasn’t supposed to speak to you. just get his shit and leave so you’d never have to see him again. you didn’t respond, just shook your head and broke eye contact with him. “y’n can we please talk?” he sat on the edge of your bed, and you scooted back further away from him. 

taehyun was offended but didn’t speak on it, for fear of causing another argument between you too. “i really miss you, you know that right?” he spoke with full honesty because he did really miss you. “taehyun I missed you too but” you stopped yourself, trying to find the right words. calling him by his full first name made him groan internally, missing the way his nickname sounded with your voice. “i think we should leave things as they are” you continued.

taehyun nodded in agreement, and you found yourself moving closer to him. He looked down at your lips then back up at your eyes. he brought his hand up to caress your cheek and god he’s so perfect but you can’t. 

he leans in and kisses you, setting a slow pace. he basks in the sweet taste of you that he’s missed so much. it’s always so easy for him to get you on your back, and you do just that. being with him was so natural and comfortable that you wouldn’t resist him just to feel that.

you stripped each other in between kisses, little whines and breaths til you were skin to skin. he sucked and kissed on every inch of your skin like his life depended on it. when you were ready, he settled in between your legs and slid his bare cock into you causing you both to sigh. 

you grabbed at each other and he put down romantic and loving strokes. all you could do was moan in response, head to foggy to form meaningful sentences. 

“y/n im so sorry” he whispered in your ear. “im so fucking sorry baby” he continued. looking up at him you began to cry at the realization that this was the first time he had ever apologized to you. he was making you feel so good sexually and emotionally and this is what you had been begging him for. 

it was too late because now that you had it, it didn’t feel the same. “I’m a piece of shit and i don’t deserve you. you deserve the world y/n” he continued as he thrusted into you deeply. he hit your spot just right and it had you wrapping your legs around him and rolling your eyes back. 

“tae it- mm, it feels really good” you whined, still teary eyed. “let it all out baby, c’mon i got you” he talked you through your orgasm. the knot in your stomach coming undone and you held on to taehyun as he continued thrusting. almost immediately after he was filling you up with his cum and let out a moan into your ear as he held onto you tightly. 

he pulled out and watched his cum leak out onto the sheets, not caring about the mess. you both laid down, catching your breath. taehyun kissed you, trailing up from your belly button to your forehead. light kisses, appreciating your body and a silent thank you for letting him back in. “y/n i meant what i said you know? i really am sorry” he said looking over at you. “i know” you nodded, looking at him too. he waited for you to say more. “i meant what i said too. i don’t wanna be with you anymore” you spoke softly.

pairing: ot5 x afab reader

genre: smut

warnings: breeding kink, unprotected sex (don't do this), dirty talk, spit play, somnophilia, sexy consent, spanking, and choking. mdni, if i catch you, you're gone.

note: i think terry's is my favorite one i wrote. erm kinda proof read, i got tired.

soobin

definitely has a breeding kink, no doubt about it. basically anything that has to do with you being pregnant, he has the hots for. he already has a thing for boobs (source: dude trust me) so when you’re lactating he’d wanna suck on them. 

the first time you proposed to have sex without a condom he almost jumped out his skin. poor guy damn near went stupid from how many times he spilled into you that night. he held onto you has he thrusted at a fast pace, grunting in your ear, “ ‘mm gonna make you a sexy mommy y/n” “c'mon you can take another load” and “i’m gonna breed you over and over again, make you mine forever”. 

he liked watching his cum leak out of you and ruin the sheets. sometimes he’d stuff it back into you just to see you squirm under his touch. he’d even take pictures (with your consent ofc) to keep and get off to, when you’re not around. 

yeonjun

yeonjun has a filthy mouth point blank period. his pretty lips are so damn deceiving. he whispers, grunts and moans explicit yet endearing words  in your ears. “yeah just like that you needy bitch” “that’s my perfect slut” “too cock drunk to answer me huh?” 

tonight was different though, he had you on your back as he thrusted into you. not too fast but not quite love making. he leans down to kiss you a couple of times like always. he loves your lips just as much as you love his. he shocks you when he demands you “open your mouth for me princess” and of course you obey, always so good for him. 

he leans down, spitting a glob of his saliva into your mouth. you close and swallow because how could you not take every bit of him? he cums at the sight of you swallowing him like that, can’t help but to kiss you and exchange more saliva than he already has. 

beomgyu

it took a lot  for him to admit it to  you even though  you were very open minded. he wanted to wait for you to bring it up first  but you never did because “hmm, that’s news to me. i’ve never heard of that but, if it makes you happy then sure” you said with a sweet smile.

beomgyu let weeks go by because he just couldn’t work up the courage to do it. he was nervous but then he came home late from dance  practice and there you were. sprawled out on his bed with only underwear and his t-shirt on. you looked so pretty and he just couldn’t help himself.

so he slipped his clothes off and pressed up against your back. he kissed and sucked on your neck and you were sound asleep. he peppered so many kisses, leaving little purple bruises for you to find the next morning.  now dry humping you from behind, he held in his moans and grunts to not wake you. he strained and held back, “i’ll just cum from this and be done” he tried to convince himself.

but he couldn’t take it anymore, it wasn’t enough,  he needed to be inside you. he pushed your panties to the side, slowly sliding his length inside of you. you let out a small whimper, knitting your brows together causing him to halt. once you settled again, he set a slow and steady pace. 

“mm gyu, keep going” your tired words egged him on. “feels good right?” he said sweat coating the sides of his face. all you could do was whine sleepy, poor baby barely coherent but loving the feeling regardless. his orgasm washed over him, making him see stars.  once you followed suit, he stayed inside you and you both drifted off to sleep.

taehyun

taehyun was a simple guy. sex with him wasn’t boring, it was easy for him to find out what you liked and he knew what he liked or so he thought. he didn’t think he’d have any specific kinks until a wild night with you after returning home from tour. taehyun hadn’t seen you for 6 months and phone sex just wasn’t doing the job anymore.

when he finally got home and you were riding him into complete bliss (because those strong arms holding your hips while you straddle him? whew) fully stuffed, you moaned “taehyun slap me”. he’d never hit a woman before, ever and he didn’t plan on it. but this was different, you were asking. “please baby, right in my face” no you were begging. your eyes watering, a thin layer of sweat coating your forehead and your lips plump from kissing and biting. how could he tell you no? 

so he took his left hand  ;)  and slapped you across the face. it wasn’t enough, it was unmoving and you wanted more. you bounced on his cock faster “harder baby” you sighed. were you serious? he didn’t want to hurt you but he saw that look in your eye, like if he didn’t slap the life out of you, you’d burst into tears. so he slapped you harder, making your head turn and your hair whip right along with it. “fuck yes, just like that baby” you moaned loudly, once again picking up your pace. turning to face him again, the side of your face turning red from the impact.

he could come right then and there but why stop? every time you moved down on his length, he spanked your ass and grabbed it roughly, definitely leaving a mark. you loved every bit of it, cumming on his cock and coming down from your high with a red face and a lopsided smile. he was so shocked he liked something so enticing and violent but he got to see you so gorgeous and fucked out so it became routine.

huening kai 

you were hanging out with some of your friends and the boys at your apartment for a game night. playing uno, everyone makes up their own rules and you’d have to stop the game a bunch. “huening you cannot put a 6 and 7 down just because they’re the same color” beomgyu face palmed. kai didn’t care, still putting down the two cards incorrectly. “baby, pick one of them back up or pick up two cards from the deck” you playfully scolded him. “make me” he threatened. 

you pushed past beomgyu knocking kai over and straddling him, tickling his sides. “i don’t care, im not picking up cards” he said in between laughs. your hand went up to his neck wrapping your fingers around it, not tight enough to block his windpipe but he went dead silent and got red hot. 

it felt like the world stopped and he grew a boner at record speed. he sat up quickly, pushing you off of him disturbed and everyone exchanged uncomfortable looks. “i think we should call it a night and pick it up next time” beomgyu broke the silence. 

everyone left just leaving you and kai, you checked up on him in your shared room. “kai, did i make you uncomfortable? i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to” you started apologizing already. “no y/n you didn’t. i  just-” he cut himself off, shaking his head. “you know you can tell me anything, right?” you put a reassuring hand on his shoulder. 

“you choked me, and i liked it. i liked it a lot. there, you happy?” he said quickly and avoiding eye contact. “baby, that’s nothing to be embarrassed about. actually just the thought of it is making me so wet” you whispered in his ear. 

pairing: bsf! yeonjun x virgin! afab reader ft. hwang intak

genre: porn w little plot + angst

warnings: loss of virginity, break up, mentions of alcohol, protected sex (wrap before you tap), mentions of cum shots, cunnilings, fingering, mentions of oral (male receiving), no aftercare. mm i think that's it.

word count: 3.7k

note: this is my first kpop ff, be kind. i'm black so i usually imagine the reader as a black girl but you don't have to, i keep the description vague.

you and yeonjun have been best friends since middle school. your mothers worked at the same office and you guys just happened to click. he was more open with his sexual endeavors and relationships than you were. sure you’ve dated before but, you’ve never done anything sexual with anyone. 

not because you couldn’t or didn’t think about it sometimes. guys tried to ask you out a normal amount. you were undeniably attractive but you were so busy all the time.

you had school, your job at the arcade and then a million extra curricular activities which you were a complete ace at. dancing, archery, painting, track and field, swimming and your short lived softball career. it all kept you in great shape and it’s how you landed a full ride scholarship at a top art school in california. yeonjun knew he wanted to dance so like you planned, you ended up going to uni together. 

yeonjun loved you like normal best friends should. You guys have always gotten the typical “you’re secretly in love” or “you’ve at least kissed once” but nope. It had been completely platonic until you started dating hwang intak during your sophomore year of uni. you stopped working because your mom wanted you to focus on school so all that free time was spent with intak.

yeonjun didn't want you until he couldn't have you.

what made matters worse for him was that intak was so likeable. he treated you like a princess every chance he got. when he was around, you never had to lift a finger let alone pay for anything. he was always fucking touching you and yeonjun hated it. arm around your shoulders, your waist, hands massaging your hair while sitting with your group of friends or simply hands, even pinkies intertwined always. 

this is why it came to a surprise when yeonjun found out you hadn’t slept with him yet. “sex isn’t everything you know? we do other things” you frowned. “no, i know but you guys are always all over each other so i just assumed-”. “that’s your issue, don’t assume and i don’t wanna talk about this with you” you interrupted him. the pretty boy was taken aback by your tone, his eyes widened as the gears in his brain started turning “holy fuck, you’re a virgin aren’t you?”

your hands immediately flying up to your face to cover the redness spreading but it was no use, he could still see your ears. “shut up yeonjun. shut up, get out, go home” and he bursted into a fit of laughter, coming closer to hug you. “stop, it’s okay. don’t be embarrassed”. “Get off of me” you squirmed in his hold but he wouldn’t budge. “don’t fight it bambi, you love me” 

intak took you away from yeonjun more often than you’d like to admit though, you still made the time to hang out with your best friend. yeonjun hated having to share you with a whole other person who caused you to have to “make time for him” or whatever the fuck that meant. you laid on your bed, legs dangling over yeonjun’s as he sat up on his phone. “maxxxine comes out this friday, you wanna go see it?” he spoke suddenly. “i’m sorry jun, intak is taking me out for lunch that day”. he sighed in defeat, “you can’t get lunch some other time? he sees you all the time, we haven’t hung out in forever y/n”. You giggled at the poor boy’s whiny attitude and sat up too “we’re hanging out right now, plus my birthday’s coming up then we can all hang out”. yeonjun wanted to spend your birthday with you alone, not third wheeling with you and intak so he had to come up with something quick.

talking to intak was the last thing he wanted to do but he had to remind himself that he’s doing this because you're his best friend and he loves you. okay maybe he was also selfish and jealous, but loving you was definitely part of it. “we should throw a surprise party for her this weekend. she’s never had one before and who better to do it than us?” intak was esthetic about the idea. “we can invite the whole campus, people will be talking about it for weeks” yeonjun tilted his head knowing you’d hate something that big. “i was thinking of something more lowkey at my apartment. her friends and some of ours outside of the group?” he proposed the alternative. “yeah, she’d like that. We can set up everything this week”

as the week went on, yeonjun or intak hadn’t seen you because they’d been with each other. you weren’t at all suspicious but yeonjun started to feel so bad after getting to know intak. the guy was perfect for you and he couldn’t bring himself to dislike him. He had come up with this whole party just to not be a third wheel but now his only wish for your birthday is for you to be genuinely happy. 

“happy birthday princess!” intak said kissing you with care and ease. “thank you my love” you said against his lips. the two of you had to be at yeonjun’s apartment in an hour for what you thought was a chill movie night but intak couldn’t keep his hands off you. not seeing you all week really made him miss your touch and kisses so much. your skin was so soft, jean mini skirt leaving little to the imagination and your cropped sweater displaying the silver moon that decorated your belly button. Before you knew it, you were sitting on his lap leaning into his touch and subtly grinding on him. 

he gripped onto your waist, pressing you further into his crotch. his tongue slipped into your mouth causing you to moan into his mouth. your pretty noises spurred him on, he slid a hand up your skirt. right hand toying with the lace of your panties. you began to pull away but he wasn’t letting up. “mm tak, we should ohmgoshh. baby we should stop”. “i think we should keep going” his breath fanned against your lips. 

you put your hand on his chest stopping him from kissing you “let’s stop here, please?” you licked your plump lips. he let out a big exhale and a bitter chuckle, “are you fucking serious y/n?”. you looked at him bewilderedly with his newly found choice of tone. “intak we have to be somewhere, we’re all dressed up already” you tried explaining your reasoning. “so you’re gonna fuck me when we get back?” silence filled the room. “that’s what i thought” he scoffed,  pushing you off his lap”

“i have no idea what we’re doing here, we’ve been dating for a year and there has been zero sexual intimacy. what is wrong with you?” your eyes started to water, tears threatening to fall if he raised his voice any louder. you couldn’t answer him, you didn’t know why you didn’t want to have sex with him. “answer me!” he shouted at you. you blinked and tears began falling, “intak, i don’t know. I’m sorry” and you truly were sorry, he didn’t wanna hear that though. 

“you’re standing here crying over something so fucking stupid like a child. it’s simple, do you want me or not?” you nodded yes, small hand reaching out for him on instinct. “so then get on the bed and let me fuck you” your hand retracted and you shook your head no, unable to form a sentence and afraid anything you’d say would make him more angry. 

“i’m not doing this with you. i’ve had women begging me to fuck them for months and here i am playing house with you” he looked at you with complete disgust. like all the adoration he had for you never existed. Like you were nothing to him. “enjoy your movie with yeonjun, i’m not going. we’re done, you’re nothing to me” he took his jacket and he left, letting the door slam behind him. 

you wanted this to be a big joke but the longer you stood there unmoving, the more you realized how pathetic you were to believe that he was coming back. 

pulling you out of your trance your phone rang. You looked at the display name reading ”yeonjunie” and answered. 

“hey, i called intak and he isn’t answering. are you guys on your way yet?” you fidgeted with the hem of your skirt and cleared your throat. 

“i’m leaving my place now sorry for hold up” you attempted to sound cheery. 

“don’t apologize bambi, is everything alright? you sound off” he knows you too well.

“no yeah yeah sorry, i’m just a little tired. i’ll see you in a few” 

“jesus christ, “im sorry, sorry sorry” stop that i’ll see you soon” he mocked you, making you giggle and brighten up. 

you knocked on yeonjun’s front door. “door’s open, come in” he shouted from the inside. “surprise! happy birthday y/n!” your eyes widened and a huge smile spread across your face.

you looked so beautiful he couldn’t take his eyes off of you. your skirt fit you perfectly and your sweater leaving all the right places of your skin exposed to him. 

god he felt like a fucking pervert but he couldn’t help thinking how his seed would look dripping down your torso and onto your belly button piercing. he had to stop himself before he got a hard on. besides that, you had a boyfriend who was now his friend and- your boyfriend, where the hell was intak. 

“bambi i thought you were coming with intak” he put his hand at the small of your back, guiding you further into the apartment. you gave him an unrecognizable look and before he knew it, your girlfriends were pulling you away and squealing with excitement. 

every time he tried to get you talking, he got a sentence or two in before someone was in your face giving you a gift, saying happy birthday or just sparking up conversation. 

yeonjun saw that you were having fun but he couldn’t shake the feeling that something bad happened to you. you avoided him all night, you avoided every drop of alcohol offered to you and when he finally got you alone and everyone left you burst into tears. 

“y/n, what happened?” he hugged you tightly while you shook with sadness in his arms. “he left me jun, i don’t know what i did wrong- all i did was tell him no but he-” shit, you were rambling and crying and you couldn’t even catch your breath. “shhh, it’s okay. breathe.” you started to take deep breaths and you finally broke the hug to look at your best friend.

“i didn’t wanna have sex with him, so he left” you said it as if you were the one in the wrong and it broke yeonjun’s heart to see you like this. 

“y/n it’s okay. he’s a fucking loser. you don’t owe him anything” he hugged you again, this time by the waist. You looked up at him through your wet lashes and this isn’t the time but you look so attractive right now he just wants to-

“yeonjun please kiss me” he wasn’t hearing you right. he couldn’t have been. you just got out of a relationship a few hours ago and you were completely sober. “i wanna forget him, just please”

he wanted to so bad and it was selfish of him. you didn’t want yeonjun to kiss you, you just wanted comfort from another man. you wanted to stop hurting because you weren’t used to having your heart broken like this.

who was he to deny you? with your wet full lips, knitted brows and long hair in your face, you were begging for him to please y- to comfort you. 

he connected your lips like he’d never be able to do it ever again because he probably wouldn’t. he tried to be respectful amidst this unknown territory placing his hand above your hip but you brought it down to your ass. he squeezed the flesh hard and you let out a small whimper into his mouth. 

his erection was growing with quickness and to make matters worse you let out a whine “jun, please fuck me”. it nearly had him bending you over and taking you there. like you could read his mind you spoke between kisses “be careful with me”. blinded by lust, he forgot you were a virgin. he cared about you so much, he wanted this to be special and he wanted it to feel good for the both of you.

“y/n are you sure? i think you should think about it first” he tried to reason with you. “yeonjun, i want you, i’m sure”. he wasted no time pushing against you til the back of your knees hit the edge of his bed. he hovered above you and took in every second of this view. your chest heaving, hair strands in your face and your now swollen lips. 

he continued kissing you slowly, forcing himself to be patient and careful with you. yeonjun was used to quick hookups and those girls liked it so rough. but with you, he was afraid that you’d shatter at any sudden movement. 

kissing on your neck, nibbling and biting then smoothing them over with licks. you’ve never felt this way before and you are trying to focus on controlling your breathing. “do you mind taking this off?” he questioned while holding the hem of your sweater. and you nodded your head. 

“use your words bambi” he smirked, using the innocent childhood nickname during a sinful act. “take it off jun” you breathed out. you never wore bras unless you were working out, your tits were perky and he nearly drooled at them in all their glory. yeonjun dove in, wrapping his mouth around your right nipple. tongue swirling and flicking your bud while his hand gave attention to the other. 

your breaths were getting heavier, deeper and he could tell you were holding back. he let go of your nipple with a ‘pop’ sound “y/n it’s just me and you. you always mouth off to me so stop being so shy and let me hear you” you whimpered at his filthy words, trying to press your thighs together but it was no use with him between them.

he gave the same attention with his mouth to your left nipple while you played with the hair at the nape of his neck. he sat up and took off his shirt in one swift motion. “ ‘m gonna make you cum with my fingers so it doesn’t hurt as much, you good with that?” he asked as he moved between your thighs, eyes not breaking contact with your own. “im all yours jun” you whimpered. 

he flipped up your skirt and slid your panties off while you lifted a bit to let him. “look at you, so sensitive. so wet for me already” his breath fanned your core. he rubbed his middle and ring fingers up and down your slit. your hips automatically bucking and craving more from him. slipping his middle finger in, he began to pump in and out of you. “yeonjun, i want more” you sighed. “fuck, already?” he looked up not expecting an answer. “you don’t think i’ve touched myself before? it’s gonna take more than that for me to c-” interrupted by your own moan. yeonjun stuffing both fingers in you and pumping at a faster pace, nearly getting off to the thought of you touching yourself. 

he began humping the mattress beneath him as he brought his mouth to your pussy and started sucking on your clit. “oh god, junnie yes please. don’t stop” he sucked on you and pumped his fingers faster and faster like his life depended on it. 

he had to hurry up and make you cum because between the sounds you were making, the sinful squelching of your heat and him grinding against the bed, he knew he wouldn’t last long. 

“yeonjun ‘m cumming” you panted as your back arched off the bed and your legs shook. he let you cum on his tongue and he lapped up everything that you gave him. eating you til you rode out your high, he came up and clashed his lips against yours. it was so filthy and he kept going as he unbuckled his belt. 

he broke the kiss to kick off his jeans and boxers then settled between your thighs again. you were breathtaking, sprawled out on his bed, fucked out from his mouth and about to take cock for this first time, his. 

“bambi, are you sure you want this? there's no going back after” he looked at your glossy doe eyes, your long lashes and your pretty pout. “yeonjunie, i want this. i’m sure” you reassured him. he leaned over to pull a condom from his night stand and while you did, you finally looked down. 

what did you get yourself into? not only was he excelling in length but he had a good amount of girth to him too. “i’m gonna go slow, i promise” he said, breaking you out of your thoughts. it was more of a reminder to himself, he needed to be delicate with you. he got this urge to take care of you, keep you safe from anything that could hurt him, including himself. 

the condom was rolled on and the only thing left to do was to please himsel- please you. this was all about you. so when he rubbed his tip up and down your slit, you let out a deep content sigh. “tell me if it hurts okay? if you wanna stop, we can” and to that you nodded your head. he kissed you again, deeply and slowly while his shaft entered you hoping it’d distract you from the pain. “jun it hurts” you mumbled, breaking the kiss. 

“fuck i’m sorry, do you wanna stop?” he stilled. you took a few deep breaths “no, keep going”. he did as you asked, continuing to push in slowly. you were wincing, tensing up too much and making it hard for him to move. “y/n you gotta relax, it’s gonna hurt more if you keep doing that” his voice was so soothing and his look of care and concern made you feel safe. so you relaxed and let him bottom out. “tell me when to move” he breathed out, hoping you’d want him to move now before he lost all self control. 

“now please” you whined and with that he set a slow romantic pace. thrusted into you like he loved you because he did. “my pretty girl, always remembering her manners” he grunted lowly. you moaned at the praise he gave you and he liked that. actually he loved that and he didn’t want you to stop. “so fucking wet for me” “you look gorgeous stuffed with my cock” “you take me so well for your first time”. by his last sentence you were a moaning mess. high pitched breathy moans and skin slapping filled the room as yeonjun picked up the pace. 

“you close bambi?” he grunted in your ear. “mm now, right now jun, im gonna” you couldn’t even finish your sentence before coming undone. a few more strokes and yeonjun followed right after you, spilling into the condom and letting out a deep moan in your ear. 

“fuck y/n. You good?” he held himself up to look at your fucked out expression. Your mascara running and sweat dripping from your forehead. still the most beautiful girl he’s ever seen. “i’m okay” you smiled widely. He wishes this could be permanent, an everyday routine between you two but it couldn’t. you and intak had too much history for you to just move on like that, you both knew that. 

he pulled out of you, leaving you empty once again and disposing of the condom. when he came back to the room, he started picking up his clothes and putting them back on. you sat up on the bed, now feeling exposed and cold. He didn’t spare you a single glance. 

“yeonjun?” you called out to him expectantly. he finally looked at you, “i’m gonna go finish cleaning up the living room. it’s your birthday, you don’t have to help”. why was he being so weird now? “okay..” you trailed off, trying to think of something to get him talking to you without this weird tension. “next time we do this, i want your cock in my mouth” you said, voice laced with confidence. on his way out of his bedroom he stopped and turned to you “y/n you just broke up with your boyfriend. i don’t think we should be doing this again. let’s just go back to being y/n and yeonjun, like we were before intak showed up” he could see your heart break into a million pieces and yet you tried acted like it was nothing. 

smoothing your skirt out and putting your sweater back on. “sorry, you’re right. i don’t know what’s wrong with me” he gave you a tight smile and went off to the living room. as he closed the door, he let out the breath he hadn’t realized he'd been holding. 

yeonjun didn’t want to hurt you the way intak did and he’d been with so many girls he wasn’t ready to settle down with you forever. it was best to remain friends and pretend like nothing happened. he was afraid he’d be fully consumed by you and not be able to function properly. so for once he put his desires aside and did what was best for you.