Phantasm City

starring: Johnny/ Suh Youngho

genre: AU, fluff (?)

word count: 3.6k

summary : Your favorite librarian is hiding way more secrets than you’re thinking.

author’s note: Honestly I thought about making it into a real scenario but I was lazy and thought that making into a bulleted one would help...but oh look I’m over 3k words, so you know what? Nevermind just enjoy.

Your head between the two palms of your hands felt heavier and heavier as you tried to push back the boredness that seemed to start to drench your body. Your eyes fixed aimlessly at one of the dirty and old walls of your school premises for a while now, from time to time your tongue darted outside to wetten your dry lips. You'd lie if you say you ever been this passive and inactive in your life; and yet you were getting paid.From the corner of your eyes, you could see the light of your colleague his cellphone reflecting on his face. He smiled stupidly at the little device as he kept scrolling on it endlessly. Suddenly his eyes darted momentarily to look at you.

"Hey, you sure you don't wanna get in-" he started but you cut him sharply "No, I've already told you, quit trying. You won't make me bulge".

He watched sadly at the lockers behind you once more. You knew that, in fact, he didn't want you to leave with him, no he actually wanted you to stay here; while he leaves to get some fun at the party that was happening few meters away from you. The both of you were paid to make this job so there was no way you'd do all the work, stay sat on this uncomfortable chair watching over those meaningless bags and whatsoever, while he gets his part of the fun. No way unless...A smile crept across your lips before you tried to get his attention back turning your pivoting chair abruptly to him.

"Well I could actually let you go you know," he raised his eyebrows at you intrigued "but only if you give 20% of your pay." you deadpan stated.

You saw his face fell and raise himself up as he yelled your name in disapproval, as a response you simply crossed your arms over your chest taunting him. It was calm for a short moment just to let your brains focus again on the music coming from the freshmen's party.

"Fine." he growled taking off his cap and armband before putting them on the desk before you "Deal."

You didn't even have time to express your joy as you watched him leave the room that he started to stag walking back into it. You intended to ask him if he changed his mind when you noticed his frightened face looking straight at the door, he called this time softly your name.You followed his gaze and your eyes opened slightly at your intruder. He wore an all-black outfit and hood, he indeed looked scary. His figure seemed to make your male colleague powerless against him and soon enough his feline eyes met yours, as he walked into the room. You finally raised yourself as he followed closely your moves.

"What do you want?" you find yourself asking,"Briefcase. No.52. Quickly."

You couldn't believe that you had the bravery to initiate a conversation with him. But it was indeed his deep and suave voice that just answered you now. You peeped the gun at his waist and furrowed your brows, obviously, he didn't miss anything of that since he turned himself slightly sideways to hide it from your eyes. What the hell is going on?

"I said quickly." he reminded you sternly bringing your attention to his face even though you could only see his deep brown eyes. "Fine, I will just need the token."

You were sure that you literally heard him snicker under the black and opaque fabric. But your colleague him seemed less pleased as you saw him mouthing you 'What are you doing?!'

"Too bad, I don't have one." you could sense the amusement in his voice as he stared down on you coming closer, "Too bad, no token, no briefcase." your daring answer opposed your demeanor as you find yourself taking steps backward.

He stopped and reached for the gun at his waist startling you. You closed your eyes scared to face the cold metallic object aimed at you but rapidly opened them back at the high pitched shrieks emanating from your comrade. Surprisingly he aimed it at him.

"I won't hesitate," he said calling your name lightly. "Give him the damn bag, I don't want to die please-" your mate begged you, "You heard him." the culprit seconded.

You rushed to the board where all the keys were fixed before grabbing the needed one and instantly spotted the locker no. 52. As you hurried to open it you started to get alarmed of a fuss going on outside. You should have slowed your actions and prayed for help to come, but you didn't. You harshly opened the locker and handed quickly the said briefcase to the odd guy.Your hand brushed against the cold leather of his gloves when he grasped it from you, he hung his head to the side and said to you his last words.

"Thank you."

He left quickly the room as if he never was in there in the first place. If it wasn't for your breathless colleague now sat on the frigid floor holding up his chest, you wouldn't believe none of this actually happened, and you're sure no one would have too.

"Are you out of your mind?" he screamed at you "He knew my name." you stated not even acknowledging his scolding, "He could have killed me right there! In this stupid university! Because of a stupid bag-" "How does he even know my name?" you continued, "How can I know, huh?! Wait what did you just say-"

You stomped right before him getting hurriedly out of the room too. But you soon met a group of 5 men that you assumed caused the uproar outside a few minutes ago.

"Wait we need to call the police!" he called you back. "We're already here." one of the men answered showing you his plate. You simply nodded and gulped while your still stoned friend got up to face them,"He was just here!" he exclaimed still in shock "He just left after threatening me with a gun and-" you cut him "He wanted a bag. I gave it to him." they looked at you suspiciously and some of them proceeded to head towards were the supposed thief just left.

It’s been a month since the assault, but it felt just like yesterday and you still had vivid dreams about it. Strangely they were not particularly scary, they were, in fact, intriguing it always ended up with you nearly taking off the assailant his hood to reveal his identity.You were aware that the persistent occurring of those dreams was because you had a lot of questions left not answered. What was inside the suitcase? Where did he go? What was he planning to do with? Who was he? And most importantly how did he knew your name? You found yourself thinking a lot since then trying to answer those questions, just like now.

''Hey, are you listening to me? Where did-'' your best friend interrupted your thoughts waving her hand in front of you. ''You know I keep thinking about this day,'' you started and you saw her face starting to dropped slightly '' and I have so many questions, like- '' '' Stop torturing yourself. I know it's hard but it will do no good to you-'' she answered calmly trying to reason you '' You don't understand, like...he knew my name. '' 

Your friend’s eyes opened in sudden shock as she tried to assimilate what you just said to her. She looked at you confusedly.

''What did you say? What do you mean he knew your name?'' she asked worriedly ''I don't know, he just said it.'' you answered confused too. ''Did you tell the police about that?''.

You shook your head lost in thoughts munching on your pencil as your books remained in front of you useless. You gazed at one of the shelves of the library before focusing once again on her.

''No, I didn't. I mean the fact that he knows my name means-'' she cut you suddenly ''Is just unfortunate. The fact that he knows your name is just unfortunate, that's all. It doesn't mean anything. You did right not saying it to the police, you don't need to be assimilated to a thief like him.'' she sighed '' come on let's focus on that, hum?'' she ended the conversation pointing at your homework.

You sighed in return before excusing yourself to look out for a book.

"I thought we had enough sources..." your friend complained "I know but I heard the teacher talk about this specific book..." you protested,"I will be back in a minute I promise." you smiled at her pouting face before leaving her at the desk.

You were wandering in the aisles when you finally found what you've been looking for. As you picked the heavy book in your hands a voice was heard in your back.

"Lucky. We only have one copy of this one, if I recall correctly." For an odd reason, the voice sent an electric feel all over your skin for a minute. But you abruptly turned yourself to face the owner of it; Youngho. "Is that so? We've all been assigned on the same subject, it's a miracle that no one picked it up yet," you commented as you smiled lightly at him.

He returned yours with one of his warm smiles that you memorized by now. You took a moment to look at his handsome features. Your eyes scanned first his, a light brown to seemed to deep in the confine of the bark library but complimented well the feline aspect of them, then went directly to his particular shaped rosy lips that you admire so much...they were, as usual, slightly curved, giving him this unfamous welcoming feeling. Your gaze quickly went up to his luscious hair as his hand started combing through the brown strands. But you were also quick to notice how his eyebrows raised suddenly at you, scanning once again his face you noticed a faint of worry in it and it brought you back to reality. You cleaned your throat.

"I was just thinking that...it's been quite a time since I saw you around." or that you might have a slight crush on him but he didn't need to know that, his face relaxed a little at your words "Really? It's weird though-" his words were cut as one of your classmates interrupted him rudely to hand you a piece of paper. You looked at the newcomer puzzled "We decided to organize a bonfire this Friday. Make sure to come!" he explained before passing by you rapidly, you looked at the flyer still intrigued. "You're planning to go?" Youngho asked you unsure leaning casually on the shelf arms crossed on his torso, the worry was clear in his voice, "I don't know yet. And You?" you asked curious now," I would like not to." your eyebrows scrunched at his answer "You should go, I think I saw your friend looking for you." he stated leaving you. 

You ended up going to the bonfire, of course. Your friend, that was now holding your arm for dear life, pretexted that it was the perfect way to relax and that maybe you'd get to see 'your sexy librarian friend' as she liked to call him despite your complain. And you were indeed here because of him, your friend's words didn't do much to convince you actually, but the odd dream you had the night before and the strange feeling at the library a few days ago brought you here. You didn't know how Youngho ended up being tangled with the mess that happened last month ago from now, and how it happened while you were in la la land yesterday, but it did and you decided to come here for answers. But now that you watched the huge crowd around you, you lost all hope to even find him there...if he did end up coming.

"Gosh it's hot in there honestly!" your friend complained again, fanning herself with her hands, you were about to scold her for letting go of your hand when she suddenly disappeared swept away by the mass.

Your anxiety showed up instantly as you started to scream her name looking for her head somewhere. You never had a particular problem with crowding but since the incident, you seemed more conscious and stressed despite what people were thinking. You reached hastily for your phone in your pocket and dialed her number. Nervously you waited and hoped that she'd hear her phone and pick up. Fortunately, she did after a few seconds.

"Where are you? Let's meet at the entry," you screamed in the device, her answer came out as gibberish and you concluded that he was probably the same case for you. "Wait. I'm texting you-" your last word came as a plaint since you felt someone grab your ass.

Startled and disgusted you ended the call quickly, to face the owner of the rude hand. You met two malicious brown eyes when you turned, the boy smiled to you before laughing in the most disposable way he could before leaning onto you.

"You seems to have lost your friends, don't worry if you want we can have fun together." you noticed the strong alcohol odor emanating as he half yelled the words to you.

You were pondering how to get away from him as a strong hand came between your bodies swaying away from the guy from you. Your eyes looked up to meet your savior.

"Youngho?" you called his name softly in confusion but he still heard you as he grabbed your hand in his with a disapproval look."Hey-" the annoying perpetrator started to complain at him, but he stopped right away changing his discourse on how he should watch out better for his girlfriend -you.

You found yourself gulping hard at the death glare that Youngho sent him. You almost found yourself sorry, as he looked at him this way. Suddenly you let go of the part-time librarian's hand like in a trance. You came to a strange realization as the scene in front of you looked oddly too familiar to your liking. Youngho turned abruptly to you alarmed by your sudden action, he tried to find your eyes for any signs that helped him to understand your behaviour, but you made the task hard for him since you only gazed at his great figure dressed entirely in black up and down repeatedly, you were trying hard to not look at his face so you could avoid picturing a hood on him. The only item left to bring you back to this unfortunate night. He called your name before you felt his hands at your shoulders shaking you a little trying to bring your attention back to him.

"It was you."

The three words left your mouth and you saw him freeze upon your eyes as he met yours. But he quickly recovered grabbing once again your hand. You didn't budge as he tried to make you, he called your name once again this time slightly annoyed.

"It was you, right? That night when-" "I have no idea what you're talking about right now. Let's just leave you're not safe here." he lied avoiding your gaze." You really think I'm a fool, don't you? It was fun to watch me freak out all this time, huh? And now you're lying to my face-" he turned promptly to face you with what seemed to be a genuine concern on his face."Let me just bring you to a safer place, and I promise we'll talk-" it was your turn now to cut him "And I should believe that I'm actually safe with you? Especially after all of this? Why?" you snickered "Because I saved your life. Twice." he stated his voice more serious than it ever been knocking you out in the process.

You watched the fire animate itself as the students threw whatever they could at it happily. From the rooftop of the building where Youngho brought you the bonfire actually seemed fun, at least to watch. You didn't bother to ask him how he managed to bring you up here you'd like to think it was due to the fact that he just knew the campus better than you did. But truthfully you knew it had probably something to do with his ways. Your phone lit up as your received a message from your friend reassuring you that she went back home safely just like you told her too, and you sighed out of relief. You heard your companion open a can as the gas hushed at the top before he handed it to you; you grabbed it the coldness and his soft hands sent chills to your body as you watched him reiterate his action this time for himself. He gulped the beverage and you looked at his Adam's apple moves of its own.

"You sure do have a weird way to save people." you simply stated hoping he would open more without you forcing him, he licked the remaining of the sweet liquid on his plump lips and raised an eyebrow at you. 'Why it's suddenly so hot in here?' you silently questioned yourself. "You were ready to shot at my colleague last time...and now what about that guy? You were going to...punch him?" you harshly said to him, "You think I was really going to kill him last time? You think I'd really do that?" he responded as his defense.

Of course no you didn't, in a weird you trusted him, but you couldn't tell him that that's not how you'd normally react.

"I don't know, Youngho. Afterall I don't know you, at least not the way I thought I did. I don't who you are, what you are." your gaze was watching the scenery once again as you left the words slipped between your lips. You should've stayed that way because when you decided to face the silent boy you felt yourself falling apart, just like him. He looked at you sadness evident in his eyes."What I mean-" you started trying fix your words worried "I'm not a bad person...I'm still that library boy who just can't wait to see you and help you out, because that's probably my favorite thing to do, you know?" he watched your expression widen slightly as he suddenly felt himself getting embarrassed.

You were indeed surprised where the discussion seemed to lead, and you wanted to reassure him to go on by placing your hand on his shoulder but decided against it because it was probably not the right time to do so.

"What kind of 'not bad actions' for a 'not bad person' like you require a gun and a hood?" you mused and fortunately you saw a faint of a smile appear on his face as he eased up.

He didn't answer right away as he gazed just like you the crowd dancing. You didn't rush him as you started drinking your beverage, you knew it was probably not easy for him, in fact, you didn't know anything too personal about him and what you asked him to reveal seemed like something even more than personal. So you simply waited relaxed and as you compelled in the safety in bring to you, you knew you'd get an answer sooner or later.

"Maybe because I'm a spy." you sighed relieved as you faced him. "Okay." you answered, it was his turn to look at you completely dumbfounded "What?" you asked him not bothered at all "I just told you that I was a spy and the only thing you have to say is 'Okay'?" you laughed as his voice went higher trying to imitate you while he shook in a funny way in his long coat."I don't know Youngho. Maybe I'm fine with that," you grabbed your coat getting ready to leave "maybe I trust you because I know you or I don't. I don't know," he scrutinized your actions slowly holding up his breath at your words while he watched you put your coat, you felt hot under his gaze but went on "Maybe it's because I like you." you confessed starting to leave.

He took his hands out of his pockets and you felt their warmth bring you back to him as you collided with his chest. You didn't get to react to his sudden action as you felt his soft lips on yours. They were lightly pressed against yours and he cupped your cheek, he was so not forceful and urgent that you were unsure that he was even kissing you. But you knew that he was waiting for you to tell him he could go on and you gladly did by kissing him back, soon enough his innocent kiss turned into a more heated one as he finally pushed himself from you. He admired your swollen lips smiling at you a cheekily before pecking them as if he was trying to ease them.

Hey there 

(one of my first interraction ever I’m about to tear up in taeil mode rn)

starring: Nakamoto Yuta

genre: smut

word count: 3.1k

summary : As you try desperately to give the right signals to Yuta alcohol decides to get in the way.

author’s note: I haven't uploaded in such a long time and I'm deeply sorry. I'm planning to make another post to explain more in detail why I've been missing. For now, I'm back this time with a scenario starring Yuta and I really hope you'll appreciate it, it's been in my drafts for way too long.

You stared with envy his mouth sips into his glass of strong liquor before his tongue lagged onto his rosy lips to get the remaining. Yuta looked dangerously handsome as he faced you sat in his chair legs opened just like the first buttons of his white shirt. You could catch a sight of his toned chest whenever it heaved up and down as he laughed heartily at ones of your coworkers many jokes. The honest and beautiful tingling sound of his laughter could be heard amidst the deafening music just like the brightness of his smile under those dim lights. 

Suddenly your eyes met his again -for the tenth time- and you weren't able to swallow your drink properly so you just sat there stupidly with the burning liquid in your mouth while holding your breath. He was faster and diverted his eyes quickly after sending you a polite nod. Your eyes filled with embarrassment and disappointment as you mentally cursed at your behavior and his. 

Until when you two were still going to play this game? 

Deep down you knew you were as guilty as him. At first, you sure thought that he was a player, Yuta couldn't help but give this type of feeling. But you gradually understood over the years of you two being colleagues that he was indeed "a guy who likes to have fun", but probably not when it came to feelings. He sure had a thing or two...heck even multiples happening with some girls that were clearly not serious or whatsoever. But they were all consensual games between both parts. And most importantly you were aware that he also had some serious relationship going on with one or two girls, thanks to various complaints of disappointment coming from your other female coworkers.

Obviously, Yuta was popular among the females at your department and with any women of this world to be more specific. It was indeed hard to resist the boys his sweet yet dangerous charm. But you tried to avoid showing your clear curiosity and interest for the said man, just because you still haven't figured out exactly where you were on his "social barometer". What were you exactly to him? There were Yuta's male colleagues, Yuta's female colleagues -aka fan girl club-, Yuta's friends...but then there were you:  the girl Yuta seemed to send constantly contradicting signals. He could help you secretly and at the same time be able to avoid you and give you the cold shoulder, especially when you happened to find about it. This caused you to lose your mind a few times, and even give up on him even though you were dying to know, to know what could be the possibilities between you two. You indeed have found the courage despite your reserved nature to ask him directly; and that, many times. But you always ended up hesitating for the same reason.

You were scared. You were scared at the thought of finding out that you didn't appear at all on his barometer, that you were not a hopeless girl, but worst a nobody.

You frightened self only happened to change her behaviour slightly in hope to make him make a move; yes definitely pointless. But that was the best plan you came to elaborate; thus you decided to dress better and for some odd reason it meant shorter , you’d lie if you say you were at ease in your new skirts or shorts, but you did catch him look at least twice at your uncovered legs, so it was worth it from your perspective.

Your glass was getting filled yet again with an unknown alcohol by your boss -who happened to be also close to you-, an act that didn't go unnoticed by Yuta. You raised your hands towards her informing her she didn't has to, but your manners were found helpless against her joyful mood. And she had honestly all reasons to be, you almost forgot it but all of you were there because of you in the first place, you did manage to sign a contract with an important client today and she was obviously more than pleased. You originally avoided that kind of gatherings cause you wanted to avoid exposing yourself too much to your colleagues but this time you had no choice, plus your mind went blank as soon as you heard that Yuta was also coming.

Snapping once again from your thoughts, you felt a rough hand caressing your tight. This time it came from the opposite side of your superior, and chills run down your spine in disgust cause you knew exactly to who it belonged. Unfortunately, you were right, soon one of your annoying male colleagues leaned towards you as he tried to talk coherently to you. These days he was naturally annoying at work but you pretended to not notice his flirtatious acts towards you, sadly alcohol seemed to make him braver tonight.

“Who knew you could be so skilled?” He started to close to your ear. You knew he was referring to the said contract. “ Are you perhaps hiding some-”.

His words were cut short as Yuta raised himself brusquely from his chair startling everyone at the table. His burning gaze was fixed on you and especially the unwanted hand of your colleague, the said man felt obliged to take it off rapidly as you started to squirm with discomfort. You heard Yuta chuckles and brush his black locks lightly as he tried to ease the tense atmosphere he created, your mouth was slightly agape as you watched him excuse himself to the bar to order a drink.

You followed his back walking away until you lost him in the crowd still confused but relieved by his actions; with the once of sanity left by the drunken state you were aware that he did in some kind of way save you. You picked up your now filled drink lazily before putting it against your lips, in a sudden surge of contentment you found yourself gulping it in one treat. You heard from your friends that you were generally the happy-go-lucky drunk type and then the crying mess type but still, you were completely oblivious to the signs.

“Are you feeling ok?” You heard vaguely your chief ask as your other colleagues clapped and oohed your bold move.

You simply nodded to her putting your glass down hoping to reassure her, it obliviously didn’t work as she immediately proposed to bring you back home. You knew she was having a great time, which was ironic since this last minute party was for you, but you didn’t want to ruin her mood. 

“No it’s okay really I’m just...going to take a breath of fresh air and come back ok? Don’t you worry.” You said getting up slowly to avoid being dizzy. The alcohol suddenly hit you hard but you looked at her with a reassuring smile while leaving the table. She suddenly grabbed your hand to put your phone in it just in case while motioning to call her if anything happened.

You had, in fact, no idea where the exit was, it was your first time here and you were not the type to really analyze your surroundings, not to say that your current state didn't help anything at all. You walked aimlessly in the place, your body colliding from time to time with someone until you found yourself in front of the bar. You eyes directly started to wander looking for him, and there he was. But not on his own next to him was seated a really attractive girl, her back was facing you but you knew from her cascading hair and mini skirt that she could only be attractive under those blue and purple lights. You find this odd feeling slowly creeping within yourself leading you automatically to them. You didn't know when or how but here you were you hand resting on his shoulder as you softly called Yuta's name.

He suddenly turned to you his face lighting up as he recognized you, it did bring you some comfort as you watch enviously the alluring girl.

"Hey" he greeted you waving gently at you even though you were centimeters away from him,"what are you doing here?".

As if it was some cue to go -and it probably was- the young lady took her bag sighing loudly and left. Yuta didn't even spare her a glance as he eyes were intensely looking for a reason in yours. You just stared back in awe now drunk of his perfect shining pupils and soft black hair. You could have heard yourself wooing at his beauty but you weren't sure as you sat next to him.

“I don’t know...I was looking for the exit but I ended up here,” the words left your lips slowly still conscious of your current discourse “so here I am!” You said trying to brighten the mood.

He gave you probably one if his greatest smile reacting to your childish side “Are you feeling okay? You want me to show you perhaps-“ you quickly protested.

It was finally both of you and you weren’t going to let this chance slips away so easily. The barista came quickly at you, and you dared to order one more cosmopolitan, Yuta seemed concerned but you weren’t sure what for.

“I actually thought you’d stop here...are you going home by yourself?” You saw him nearly reaching for your glass as you brought it to your lips. “No, the superior is...but she is having way too much fun right now...” 

He nodded knowingly suddenly lost in thoughts. It was a first for both of you; seating together without it being work related, slowly a pleasant silence took place between both of you as you two sipped your glasses, from time to time he eyed you making sure that you were still all right. But your state worsening you barely noticed it.

“Anyway...congratulations,” he suddenly broke the silence again”I mean for the contract-“ “Yeah, thank you.” You cut him shortly not liking where the discussion was heading.”So how was the meeting? I heard that he’s a pretty stiff client-“. This time your glass hit the cold surface of the bar halting his words.

He looked at you worried, you could see the concern in his eyes. You were profusely hating the fact that he was trying to have a work-related discussion right now.  

"I don't want to talk about work Yuta." You aimed to sound stern but in some kind of way you knew you were pretty babyish right now."Oh? Sorry...What do you want to talk about then? “ you saw him getting taken aback a bit but he kept his composure while he went on drinking.

“Hum, I don't know?  What about how my lips would feel around your dick? “

Yuta nearly spat his drink as he turned completely around to look at you mouth agape and eyebrows furrowed. Honestly, if you weren't dazed you'd probably too. You saw him fumbling with his words as he tried to ask you to repeat yourself but he held himself back.

“ Ok, see? I think it's enough for tonight I'm bringing you home, “ he said holding your upper arms gently while chuckling still in disbelief. He took your phone but you quickly took it back protesting that you wanted to stay. 

It turned out into a ridiculous fight: him trying to raise you up from your seat without possibly hurting you and you trying to resist. He ended up grabbing your face between the palms of his hands and even though he might think you gave in because of his reasonable words it was in fact because of the warmness coming from them.

You ended hands in hands in the dark parking with Yuta. You felt lightheaded as he intertwined your fingers and lead you to his car. Soon enough you found yourself in front of the vehicle awkward as he started to look for his keys and let go of your hand.

"Get in." his cold tone informed you that you were now facing his regular and distant self. Your eyebrows furrowed as you realized that he wasn't holding the door of the passenger side."What? Are we going to fight again over this or you're going to a good girl?" he said and you swear you could have seen him roll his eyes."Why are you being such a prick suddenly?" you retorted "I swear...My patience is running thin-" he grabbed your hand and you cursed at yourself for upsetting him.

In a way you couldn't explain Yuta was partially on top of you as he tried to buckle your seatbelt right, you grabbed this chance to touch his moist face and comb throw his messy hair. Time seemed to stand still as he locked eyes with you slightly shocked by your sudden move.

"I'd lie if I say I didn't want to kiss you right now." his words left his lips like a whisper but he was close enough for you to feel even his breath on your lips. "Then why don't you do it?" you hated how pleading you sounded but the alcohol showed how truly desperate you were "Not here. Not right now. Not like that." "But I thought you were a risk taker," you argued optimistically. You perceived his familiar smirk in the dark and small confines of his car " Oh I am not sure about yourself though, sweetheart." It was the only word you seemed to wait before crashing your lips onto his. Yuta quickly responded as you felt his wet tongue lingers on your lips, you obviously allowed him the entrance to your wet cavern as you opened them he took the opportunity to also unbuckle your seatbelt so he could bring you to his lap.

Soon both of you started to share a passionate kiss on his backseat. You loved everything about it, the way his burning but yet soft lips felt against yours and how he roamed his hands freely on your body as if you were the most precious thing in the world to him. He pulled back momentarily biting your lower lips in the process, you met his lustful gaze.

“ Gosh you don't know how much I've been waiting to do this...and your legs have been tempting me these days, were you teasing me ? “ to speak his words into actions you felt his hands longing the side of your thighs to the aim of your skirt that barely hid anything now. You could simply nod to answer his question, he flashed you a knowing smile before diving into the crook of your neck “ I know it, princess. I' am just confused about something now: should I punish or reward you ? “ you shuddered as you felt him leave a trail of moist kisses on your neck. “ I think I deserve a reward I worked so- “ You gasped as one of his hand spanked your ass harshly before caressing it. “ You don't have the right to make the decision. “ he teased.

Yuta didn't waste his time as you felt his fingertips rush to the front buttons of your shirt, you heard him make a sound of disapproval as he opened only the first ones "Such inconvenient clothing..." he stated but was glad to face directly your naked breast. You moaned as his tongue started to lick and nip your tit you sensed his greediness and couldn't control yours as you arched your back and started to grind against him. He growled at your little movements his mouth still full."Someone is needy."  

he breathly stated after popping your nipples out of his mouth you purred in return. "I will be lenient this time because I don't think I can't hold myself back for too long." Your mind went dizzy just at the thought of having him between your legs a second, or even a third time. Yuta hiked up your skirt completely before scooping your mound, your pleasure automatically accelerated as you felt his expert digits caressing your clothed sex. You dared to reach his luscious but yet smooth jet black hair and pulled on it he didn't protest much as he groaned again before locking your lips. "You look so hot right now...you feel so hot,"  he said watching you already blissful you were bewildered for a moment as you pondered whether Yuta didn't actually talk about himself or not.

Unable to resist he got rid of the last fabric between his hand and your wet folds, he proceeded to run his middle finger between them. As the eternal teaser he was, he always stopped right before entering you "How bad you want it, hum?" "Really,really bad." you were unsure about being the owner of this voice, but cared much as he finally sank his two fingers into you as he laughed lightly at your words "Then show me, sweetie, and maybe I will give to you for real." his voice darkened at his last words. You gripped the back of the seat he was on as you soon frantically humped his fingers into your core. He enjoyed the show and the feel of your slick walls moving around his digits while he pulled out a condom.  

Yuta took a hold of your hips in his firm hand to stop you as the other one left your entrance, you looked at him breathless unbuckle his pants and pulling the now moist fabric just down enough. He must have had also enough of the foreplay as he rushed to press the tip of his erection at your slit, you nodded quickly to reassure him before he buried himself in you.

He quickly grabbed your buttcheeks in his hands and started right away to move at a fast pace which made you squeal. But it didn't matter since you both longed for this feeling and type of rushed up sex, whether you two looked like two animals grunting and jumping in the backseat of his foggy car or not. You dug your nails into his shoulders and leaned into the crook of his neck earning a primal grunt from him since you were looking for support amidst of his ragged penetrations.

Unexpectedly you found yourself reaching your high before him. It was maybe his last carnal growl or slap on your ass that lit up for good the fire in the pits of your lower abdomen but you remembered crying out Yuta's name before your orgasm rocketed within you. The man himself didn't last long as he felt your walls tightens around his shaft, his thrusts became erratic before he sank himself to the hilt inside you. 

That’s it. I guess you guys are not leaving me the choice (hahah), I will have to write a second part of “Blue Jeans” along with Johnny’s scenarios *sigh*.

starring: Jung Jaehyun

genre: smut, fluff (?)

word count: 4.3k

summary: As you thought your relationship with Jaehyun was heading nowhere he finally decides to draw the lines you were hoping for.

author's note: As this being my first smut scenario  I felt a lot of pressure while writing it. I must admit my aim was to write a passionate love making, so I must warn you; there is no kink. But I'm still unsure about how it turned out, nevertheless I hope you will enjoy it.(I apologize if there’s any mistakes)

As soon as your friend and you passed the enter of your favorite coffee shop, you spotted him. It did not matter if he wasn’t facing you, his side profile was enough. His brown shiny hair, his glowing skin, his soft brown eyes and his pinkish lips were enough. Enough to start a typhoon in your whole body. You felt tingles and your hair rise from your upper harms as you witnessed his dimples and perfect white canines appear. He was laughing at one of his friend’s joke -were they with him since you entered? ‘cause he seemed to shine on his own. Jaehyun was laughing and he was superb.