#fluff kpop

There was no denying that Doyoung was in love with you. You couldn’t deny it because you had no idea. Doyoung had been your friend for some time, only a few months since school had started. He hung around in your circle of friends. He attended parties and hangouts with you and everyone else. You never pay much attention to his affection. His kind gestures and compliments tended to go right over his head. Always assumed it was because he was a good friend.

But Doyoung wanted more. He wanted to be more than just your friend. He just didn’t know how to take that next step. Your friends teased the two of you, but mainly him. Usually behind your back, but when they said, “The two of you would make a great couple,” he uncontrollably smiled. You denied the comments, which hurt Doyoung, but he was never mad. How could he be? He had never told you anything.

However, his friend had given him an idea. Doyoung was usually quiet, especially in rooms filled with people he didn’t know. Around his friends, he’d talk and laugh, easygoing. But around you, he felt like he was on a cloud. He was himself with you always. He never wanted to hide any part of himself when it came to you, and he never did. If you loved him or even liked him, he wanted you to like him for him, even if that just meant as your friend.

But there was one other time Doyoung could truly be himself, and that was on stage. Doyoung had always had a fantastic voice. If you asked anyone who’d ever heard him sing ‘amazing,’ it would be an understatement. Most used words like “Angelic” and “Breathtaking,” You had heard Doyoung sing before. You enjoyed his voice. There were even days he’d sing for you. He’d sing you a song to help you sleep or when you were sad. He knew you enjoyed his voice, and he sang to you because it made you happy. His dedication to his music was unwavering and a testament to his love for you.

The entire class time was spent with him scribbling on a piece of paper, finishing the song he had written for you. The song didn’t mention your name, it mentioned a girl, but he didn’t say who. He made sure of it. Did he want you to know? Yes. But that was only if you felt the same way. If you didn’t, he would completely give up and move on. It made him feel nervous. He was fine singing love songs, he had just never written one before. He’d written songs about sadness and pain. He wrote about the idea of love but never anything about being in it. And the fact that tonight you’d hear it scared him. But he was determined to take this leap of faith, to express his feelings through his music.

Every time he thought of it, every time the clock ticked closer to six pm, he felt his heart skip a beat. He hadn’t paid much attention to you this week. It raised questions in your mind. You hadn’t asked any of your friends to avoid their teasing. You glanced at him in class, your seats not too far apart. He was just a few rows behind you. His eyes trained on the piece of paper in front of him. Brows furrowed and frustrated huffs leaving his lips. He slammed the pencil down and, at one point, sighed. He’d been like that all week. You had no upcoming exams, so there was nothing he could study for. You didn’t see him much outside of class. And when you did, he looked tired most days. His nervousness was palpable, adding to the anticipation of the upcoming performance.

You were sure he wasn’t in a relationship. You would have known. You thought about it. Doyoung spending so much time away from you and the group because of a girl. It made your face heat up. You couldn’t figure out why. Why did the idea of him with another girl bother you? Surely you didn’t like Doyoung. You couldn’t. He was your friend, one of your best friends.

You looked over at him again, concerned that you had chewed on your lip. You stared for a moment, looking away, when he lifted his head in your direction. He had seen you staring at him, and it gave him hope that you would listen to and hear his song and return his feelings for you.

Time passed quickly for you but ever so slowly for Doyoung. Your entire friend group sat in a bar/restaurant. Each wooden table faces a stage. Your friends had all sat around the table with drinks in their hands and smiles on their faces. You looked around the room, searching for Doyoung, who was still absent. His absence was starting to catch up to you. He had blown you off twice this week and disappeared from the group. No one else could contact him except for one of your friends. But his responsibility is useless to you.

“He’s just busy,” he’d always say. “With what? Did he start working?” you’d asked. He shook his head with a smile.

“You’ll see,” he had said. It just frustrated you even more.

Why was Doyoung being so distant? It did not matter a whole lot to you. You were just being a good friend. Like he had always been to you. Being caring didn’t mean anything more than friendly. Even if it killed you knowing he was keeping something from you. You wanted to ask him about it tonight. He told everyone he was coming to hang out tonight; he promised he was. The least he could do was show up. You, annoyed, turned back to the table, sipping your drink. Then you thought about the possible chance of him being upset at you, which was why he avoided you. But you hadn’t done anything wrong. Up until this week, everything was excellent. It still made you feel weird.

The lights dimmed in the restaurant. Everyone’s loud voices had fallen into a whisper. The stage lights turned on, and everyone’s eyes focused on the small stage. The stage is big enough for a drum, three mics, and a guitar. Anything else was placed on the side. You were now uninterested in any of the performing artists tonight. The restaurant was a usual spot for you and your friends. Most upcoming artists performed here. The stage was also used for Karaoke, an activity you and Doyoung used to do together. He’d purposely sing bad so you would get a higher score.

You smiled, fond of the memory, but your smile faded, returning to the emotions you had felt all day. You were upset, and the more concerned you became, the more upset you got. Your friends noticed and tried to cheer you up. They even noted when an upcoming band performed one of your favorite songs. It caught your eye for a moment. Everything may be fine. Doyoung would have come to you if there was any issue in his life. You smiled, dancing along to the song.

A few more people performed, and you forgot that Doyoung hadn’t shown up. The night was almost over. Most people were getting ready for the last performance before leaving to whatever party or bar they could find outside. Your friends planned on attending some house party not too far away from here. You didn’t feel like going, and the day and food made you tired.

You couldn’t help but glance at the front door. A man had walked through, but it wasn’t him. You turned back, watching more people return from small breaks. The lights had turned on, and the place’s owner walked onto the stage. He smiled as people clapped for him. He grabbed the mic from the stand, bringing it to his lips.

“How is everyone’s night going?” he asked the crowd. Everyone responded happily, some even raising their glasses. You chuckled at the happy sight. He smiles, nodding his head. “This is what I love to hear, and surely this next performer is someone you all love to hear,” he said. People looked around in anticipation. He smirked, scanning the crowd. “He’s performed here almost every Friday night, and you’ve all been here to witness,” he joked, causing little laughter amongst the crowd. Most people just wanted to know who was performing, including you.

“However, tonight he will be singing an original song written for someone in this room tonight,” he said, pointing around the audience drink in his hand. Everyone curiously looked around, trying to find the mystery person. Your friends clapped with others, unsure who the person could be.

The owner hadn’t said his name, telling everyone, “He needed no introduction,” He left the stage, the lights dimming again. The stage was dark, and only you could see a shadow walking on top. You could hear his heavy feet walking along the wood. He stood adjusting the mic to his height. He tapped the mic. You could listen to the boom in the mic. He cleared his throat and looked over to the live band. He nodded, and the spotlight came out. There he was, to your surprise, Doyoung, standing right before you.

So many questions in your mind. He did have someone he was dating. A song written for someone in the crowd. You sighed. You crossed your arms over your chest. A part of you wanted to leave. Another part told you to stay because you had no reason to go. It upset you more that it was bothering you so much. The idea of him singing a song he wrote for some girl he didn’t even tell anyone about. You couldn’t help the question and the wondering as to why he kept it hidden. He could have told you he was busy because of a girlfriend, and you would have understood.

The music began to play. You frowned but stayed because you liked his voice. Doyoung scanned the crowd for you. He felt the nerves overflowing throughout his body. He felt the tightness in his chest, and his heart thumped so hard it felt like it ripped through his chest. He let out a breath, shutting his eyes for a moment. When he opened them, he found you. He smiled, but his smile quickly faded when he saw the bothered look on your face. Unsure as to why you were so upset. There was nothing he could do; the only thing he thought to do was sing.

Doyoung sang to you.

And when he finished, you realized the song was for you.

Then you realized all those times spent together when he sang, he wasn’t singing for you.

He was singing to you.

Fin

Then there was you. Spending your Halloween dressed up as a mouse with the rest of your friends while your best friend Yuri was a cat. You sat farthest from her. Arms crossed over your chest as you watched the other two set up the room. Yuri set up the Ouija board. This is where you spent the start of your Halloween—just sitting and waiting for them to finish so you could go to the party.

They had ignored your protest all day. During class, your friend had the idea of purchasing an Ouija board. She spoke more about once all of you met up. The other two agreed not thinking much of the board, joking about the consequences rather than fearing them.

However, you had no intention of testing fate nor containing anything that wasn't living. Sure, you took part in Halloween. The parties, the dressing up, even watching horror films. But at the end of the day, it was all fake. And even if you didn't believe the board would work, you didn't want to take the chance.

Your friends whined at your hesitance to take part in the game.

"Girl don't worry. I did my research," she said failing to convince you. You scoffed, "That's exactly why I'm saying no," you said shaking your head. "This is just your new obsession of the week. And whether something speaks to you or not. I want no part in it, Yuri," you said. Your efforts fell when your boyfriend walked through the door with his friend.

He walked over to you confused look seeing you far away from your friends. He sat beside you. "You okay?" he asked. You brushed it off. "I'm fine," you said a bit annoyed. Since you spoke out against the game you could feel the tension between you and the girls. Definitely view you as a downer. It wouldn't be the first time they made you feel weird for not picking what they wanted to do. Maybe it was time for new friends.

"Mark convince your girlfriend to play," your friend started again teasing a smile on her lips. You huffed sending her an annoyed expression. She ignored it keeping her eyes on Mark. Mark sighed turning to you with a shrug. "It could be fun," he attempted. You rolled your eyes moving from him to sit on the edge of her bed arms over your chest.

She clicked her teeth, "Whatever," she said turning to the others. Hushering them to come closer. They complied, all placing two fingers on the planchette. You sent a warning look to Mark. He looked over from you and at Yuri. She smiled at him. He sighed before placing two fingers on it. You rolled your eyes crossing your legs over the other.

"Wendy you ask first," Yuri nudged her. Wendy's eyes widened. "What. Why me?" she asked hint of panic in her voice. Yuri huffed forcing a smile "Because out of all of us, you had the most emotional baggage so the spirit is more likely to talk to us," she said nonchalantly. Wendy gasped but wasn't shocked. Yuri spoke like this on a regular.

Wendy instead brushed off the hurtful comment. Holding back her own tears as she let out a breath. "Hello, is there anyone who would like to speak to us?" she asked looking around the room. The others watched the bored. The planchette didn't move. But it was only for a second. You had almost missed it, being that you were watching your phone. However, the unified gasp caught your attention.

You looked over seeing the planchette shift to yes. A few of them had a shocked expression on their faces. Soon turning into excited nerves. Yuri cleared her throat. "Are you a boy or a girl?" she asked. The planchette sat for a second before it spelled out man. Yuri ooed almost teasing the spirit.

"Are you hot?" she asked if the party we were attending tonight was not being held by her boyfriend. The planchette shifted spelling out ridiculously. They all chuckled, and you sneered turning away. You were sure Haechan was just moving it to be a dick.

Yuri readjusted herself. Flipping her hair back to expose more of her cleavage. Pursing her lips. Wendy went to ask the spirit another question but Yuri stopped her. "Not your turn," she snapped. Wendy closed her mouth. Karina from beside her spoke softly. "But you just went," she stated. Yuri sent her a glare. "Was I talking to you?" she asked.

"Anyways," she said shaking off her frustrations. "Spirit do you think I'm pretty?" she asked confidently sure the spirit had a thing for her. The planchette moved to no. She scoffed, Haechan taking the chance to laugh. Wendy and Karina hid their giggles. She shifted now slightly uncomfortable. "It's probably because you like said girls right?" she asked noticing Wendy covering her smile. "Pathetic girls like Wendy?" she asked.

The planchette didn't move for a second until it responded No. Then it proceeded to spell out bed. They all looked over at you. You weren't even paying attention. You didn't look over until the silence became odd to you. Feeling their eyes on you. "What?" you asked.

"Spirit has a thing for you," Haechan said. You flipped him off turning back to your phone.

"Are you evil?" Haechan asked. Everyone eyed him. He shrugged, "What we're all thinking it. What if this guy is some weird killer demon," He said quickly. The planchette began to move. Spelling out "Not weird, or a killer," he wrote. They all gasped. "He's a demon though," Karina stated. Yuri huffed, "Good job you can read," she spat at Karina. Karina put her head down.

"Well if it's a demon," you began from the bed. "Can it take Yuri?" you asked in the direction of the board. "You'd be doing us all a favor," you said with a smile. Yuri gasped, "Who do you think you're talking to right now?" she asked two fingers still remaining on the planchette. You chuckled, "You think I'm scared of you? Yuri please don't tell me you find yourself to be that interesting you think people are scared of you," you bit back a sarcastic smile on your lips.

Yuri was getting embarrassed. Her face turned bright red. The planchette moved spelling out "HAHAHA" assuming it was laughing at what you said. Wendy snickered from where she sat. Yuri went to call her out but you stopped her.

"Wendy laughed harder honestly what is the worst thing Yuri gonna do? Not be your friend?" you asked her phone resting in your hand, dangling around as you spoke. Yuri huffed slamming her free hand on the Orcale. Causing the board to shake.

"Honestly I don't know why you keep talking," she began angry manner shifting to a more mischievous feeling. She turned her body slightly to you. "Do you think I invited you here because I want to hang out with you? Or because we're friends," she scoffed out a smile exposing her top teeth. She faked and pouted at you keeping her gaze strong with you.

"I only invite you so I can see your boyfriend," she said letting out a sigh that sent a shudder down your spine. She looked over at Mark teasing a smile on her black lipstick-covered lips. "Right Mark?" she asked expecting no verbal response to confirm what you always felt to be true. Mark shifted uncomfortably in his seat. He barely looked at you. She turned back to you with a condescending smile.

You stood up from the bed ready to take them both. But before you could one after the other the candles went out. You looked down at the board. You gasped out a laugh. Yuri confused sent you a glare. "So much for your research," you pointed at her foolishness. She looked down with wide eyes. She had removed her fingers.

You saw the slight fear in her eyes. Especially when the planchette moved creating a figure eight on the board. Yuri panicked standing up away from the board. "Stop!" she shouted. "Stop it," they all let go and the planchette stopped moving. Everyone looked at one another both shocked and scared.

They all blamed Haechan for moving the planchette. But that was just to make them feel some soft comfort about the fact that deep down, they all knew they didn't move that planchette. You walked out of the room. Wendy and Karina followed behind you. They came to your side.

"Where are we going?" Karina asked taking hold of your arm. Wendy came to your other side. "Are you okay girl?" she asked making you remember the fact Mark cheated on you with Yuri. You couldn't even say you were surprised. You had seen the long stares and touches over the last couple of weeks. You just finally had the confirmation you needed.

You brushed the desperate girls off. "I'm fine," you said back. Wendy frowned. "Well we're here for you," she said with a sad smile. Karina nodded standing beside Wendy on the sidewalk. She lifted her head with a smile. "We can go to my place and watch movies," she said. Wendy looked over at her brows furrowing. "How could you watch any scary movie after that board," she said feeling the same feeling of dread appear in the pit of her stomach.

Karina nodded, "You're right. We should watch something funny instead," she suggested to both Wendy and you. You shook your head no. "I think I'll pass. Besides aren't you two supposed to be making sure Yuri is okay," You said trying to leave. Karina shook her head. Wendy scoffed. "Yuri is the worst," she said as if it was normal for her. It took you by surprise, it even took her off her balance.

"That felt good to say," she said with a proud smile. Color forms back in her cheeks. You paused for a moment. A smirk forms on your lips. You titled your head bit. "Do you two still want to go to the party?" you asked. They thought about it for a moment. They smiled but then Wendy's smile fell. "Yuri will be there," she pointed out color fading again.

"So?" you raised a brow. You stepped in between the two wide-eyed girls. "Who is she to stop us from having fun?" you asked. The two nodded coming to your side and linking arms as you made your way to Jaehyun's Halloween party. Not noticing your shadow shift from yours to a much taller figure with horns.

After a few more long blocks you reach the decorated frat house infested with drunk college students all shit-faced on the lawn. You walked up to the path leading to the door. Jaehyun had seen you from across the sea of people in the living room. He made his way to your loud smile on his lips and a red solo cup in his hands. Dressed up as poorly put together mummy.

"What's up ladies," he greeted. You had no control over the eye roll. Jaehyun was so sleazy, a perfect match for Yuri. Karina batted her eyelashes at him twirling her hair. You watched her confused. "Really?" you asked truly unsure as to why someone as beautiful as her would find him hot. She broke from her daze letting her long hair fall.

You looked back at Jaehyun. "Where's the alcohol?" you asked. Jaehyun scoffed with a smirk. He raised his brow in a way men think is cute. "Bored of me already?" he teased leaning closer to you. You could smell the bear off him like cheap cologne. You brought your hand up scrunching your nose. Creating a wall between the two of you. "Aw," he pouted. "It's okay girl," he said with a shrug. He took a sip of his drunk stumbling a bit. "I'll find you later," he winked pointing in the direction of the kitchen.

You three walked past him. He kept his stare on you, mainly on your ass.

The party was actually fun. You had spent the last hour here bumping to the music with your new reinvented trio having a good time. You took off your mouse ears while dancing. Jaehyun took this as his chance to make his way to you. He picked up the ears placing them on your head from behind.

"Guess who?" he asked. You instantly felt nauseated by the sound of his voice. You turned around to face him disgusted look on your face. He just smirks smugly standing there proud of himself. "Why did you take off the ears? They look so cute," he flirted attempting to get closer to you. You stepped back, "Ew," you couldn't help but breathe out. He didn't take the rejection and instead came closer the toilet paper around his body falling to the ground.

"Jaehyun," you tried to reason. "You have a girlfriend," you said in an attempt to get him to leave you alone. He shrugged taking a final swig of his drink. He tossed it to the side. "She's not here right now. And besides, I like you," he said leaning in to kiss you. You panicked letting your body take control. You felt your arm pull back and then forward fast. You blinked and there Jaehyun was holding his nose.

"You fucking bitch," he held his nose. A few of his guys rushed to him. A few other staring as well. The music continued to bump loudly surrounding the house. People around you continued to dance, too drunk or lost in the hot feelings to turn to the scene around them. You took this as your chance to flee.

As you quickly escaped you dropped your ears down the path to exit the frat house.

You had finally made it to your apartment. Your phone constantly buzzing with messages from Karina and Wendy. A few even coming from Mark. You let the girls know you went home. You ignored Mark's messages.

You took your shoes off feeling the start of a headache form. You rubbed your temples as you further walked into your home. You made your way to the fridge searching for a water bottle. You eventually found one pulling it out and closing the door.

You took a sip feeling a chill. You didn't think much of the sudden change of temperature being just in the fridge and then drinking the cold water. Your apartment felt colder the more you walked out of the kitchen. You shuddered at the chill seeing your breath in the air as it escaped your lips.

"When did it get so cold?" you questioned out loud. It was 70 degrees outside. Yet in your apartment, it felt below 0. It makes you pay more attention to the darkness of your home. All the lights turned off, and the apartment appeared darker due to the night sky. The moonlight barely covers an inch of your place.

You walked over to your bedroom with the idea of the heater not being on. The chill still confused you but maybe it was just the course of the night making you overthink.

You took off your costume grabbing a few clothes to change into. Making your way to the shower. You turned the water on the steam rising finally giving you some sort of warmth. You are half awake and partly drunk. You didn't notice the handprint on the glass shower door.

You stepped out of the shower wrapped in a towel. You rubbed your eyes. Whipping away at the mirror. You checked out your skin. Groaning at how tired you looked. Until you felt your heart jump. Shrieking in fear at the image of a man standing behind you with a smirk. You turned quickly not seeing him anymore. You turned back to the mirror whipping away at the steam and seeing nothing but yourself.

Your heart continued to race. Breathing heavily your chest quickly rose and fell. You touched your face, your other hand holding your towel over your chest trying to calm yourself down. You shook your head turning to leave once you controlled your breathing. You told yourself it was just Halloween and freaky things always happened on Halloween and that tomorrow everything would be back to normal.

You turned to leave stepping on someone's foot. You quickly looked up seeing the same man from the mirror standing tall in front of you. You gasped almost falling to your knees. You ran around him busting the bathroom door open. You scrambled making eye contact with your door. You ran over to your bed to get there quickly. However, the lock clicked on your door. You tried to yank it open. Banging on the door, furiously turning the knob and kicking the bottom.

You felt every hair on your body rise knowing your door was only locked from the inside. You tried to turn the lock but it wouldn't move. Stuck in place. The man emerged from the bathroom letting out a low deep chuckle before he stepped onto your bedroom floor.

He watched as you tried and failed to escape. He made his way to your bed holding onto the end of the frame. He crossed one leg over the other waiting for you to give up. You turned briefly feeling extremely cold again. Your eyes widened seeing him.

"Please let me go," you begged. "I won't tell anyone," you pleaded still gripping tightly onto the door knob. He chuckled shaking his head. He reached into his black jacket pulling out your mouse headband. He ticked his tongue on the roof of his mouth.

"Didn't your mother tell you that these were meant to protect you?" he asked. You were too busy fearing for your life to read between the lines of his words. You scanned your face. He closed his jacket leaning off the frame walking to lean more comfortably by your desk. He sat down in your black rowly chair.

"Protect me?" you asked chest still rising up and down. Your body is still wrapped in a towel. Water droplets fall onto the wooden floor. He dropped the ears onto the floor sliding them near you. "Everyone knows costumes hide you from us," he said a second voice appearing as he spoke smoothly morphing into one then two. A much more sinister voice than the human one he spoke with.

"Us?" you asked coming to the frightening conclusion that this person was not a person. He nodded, "Costumes on All Hallows Eve shield those from evil. It's why I couldn't touch you in that girl's bedroom. Nor could I speak to that excuse of a man at that horrible party. Is that really what you all do for fun?" he asked. You still held onto the door knob not trusting this stranger. He didn't seem like he wanted to hurt you but that doesn't mean he still wasn't dangerous.

"You seem confused," he said grabbing hold of your attention. He let out a sigh crossing one leg over the other. "Wear it," he motioned to the ears. You eyed them but didn't reach for them. He huffed annoyed and growing bored with your fear. "I'm not going to hurt you. Unless that's what you're into," he smirked dark clouds swimming in his eyes.

You cautiously let your grip loosen from the door knob. Hesitantly reached for the ears. You watched him as you grabbed them. He stood still the entire time. Once you held them he raised his hand. "Put them on," he spoke softly second voice appearing again. You sucked in a breath slowly placing them on your head close your eyes for just a moment, a simple blink and he was gone.

You gasped seeing the stranger was gone. You looked around searching for him. He smiled, he was still there. You just couldn't see him. He looked over at your desk finding a notebook. He lifted it clicking a pen. He wrote the note throwing it at your feet. You had walked further into the room not realizing where you were standing. You picked up the note crumbling the paper.

"Still Here," it read. "You look so pretty in white" he teased in his note. You jumped ripping the ears off and seeing you were standing right between his spread legs.

"Those things," he motioned to the ears. "They're so annoying," he said spoke tiredly. He snapped his fingers setting the grey mouse ears on fire. Once they burned to ash the fire stopped. He waved the ash away, out of existence, before he leaned closer to you. "There you see that's much better," he said words hissing out of his mouth and slipping from his lips like poison. And you couldn't even lie. The man or whatever he was, was hot.

He noticed the change in your stare. Your pupils slowly become wide with curiosity. He allowed the curious stare and the inevitable questions to take place after.

"What are you?" you asked feeling yourself, without control, drawing closer to him. He sat back with a devilish smirk on his pink lips. He cocked a brow. "If I tell you will you scream?" he asked a flirtatious undertone in his first voice. His second voice is a whole lot more sisnter sounding. You couldn't tell which voice actually belonged to him.

You sucked in a breath. Fear clouding your thoughts again. "Maybe," you exhaled out. He scanned his eyes up and down your body. Licking his lips. You took a step back remembering you were just in a towel. You gripped onto the white cloth. Almost tripping on a small puddle of water on the floor. The water had dried from your body but still, your hair soaked the ground.

He liked seeing your hair pushed back. "Relax," he spoke calmly. He sighed out a deep breath, "I wouldn't mind if you screamed," he said dark taste on his tongue. You hushed out a shudder. You took a few more steps back. He stood from your chair pushing it in before he made his way to you. You went back to the door holding onto the knob. He hovered over you like a shadow. He leaned down to your level.

"Now to answer your question. I'd hate to keep you waiting," He opened his coat pulling out a cloth. He handed it to you. "You're sweating," he spoke quietly. Your hand shook as you reached for it. Snatching it from him and dipping your face. He smiled satisfied that you took the cloth.

"You know if it makes you feel better," he began as you ran from beside him to the bathroom. You locked the door. He walked his way over. You could see the shadow of his feet from under the door. He leaned against the side of the door, on the wall. You stood behind the door quickly taking the chance to change into your clothes.

"I can't touch you unless you say I can. Ironically, you hold all the power," he said. You could hear the cocky smile on his lips as he spoke. He kept his eyes on the door. He could feel every part of the inside of your body. Your thoughts of fleeing. You had a plan to jump through the window. But the one he danced with. That lingered with his hope you thought for a second to sit on his lap with his legs spread.

"It's a shame honestly," he sighed shifting away. His back against the wall. Head resting back. He closed his eyes for a moment with a hum. "I've been watching. I've seen that poor excuse of a boyfriend of yours attempt to please both you and that fake blonde," he said feeling a pain of jealously at the memories. You widened your eyes coming back to the door. His eyes quickly flicked to your shadow appearing. Pupils became thin as he turned himself to stare. He was winning.

"You watch me?" you asked chest rising and falling. Your heart felt like it was going to jump out of your chest. All this time some weird stalker demon was watching you. You wanted to feel sick. You wanted to cover yourself up even more. But couldn't, because deep down seeing that stranger sitting at your desk legs spread made you want to sit right in between them. He was definitely hot. And if you didn't believe the devil, well, he could make you and you'd be okay with that.

He went up to the door. Hands pressed against it. He let out a small sniff smelling your sweet scent. Carnal needs blinding his right judgment. So fresh and clean from the shower you had only moments ago. "I've seen almost everything. Today was like any other. I used to watch other pretty girls until I heard you didn't believe in me. It hurt me at first, staining my ego. But it had been so long since I connected with a human. Demons don't feel the same as humans," he confessed itching to get you out of that bathroom and anywhere he could have you in this room with your permission.

"Demons?" you questioned. He huffed now annoyed but all your stupid questions. This was pointless to him. He couldn't control himself any longer. His desire to be with the human girl he craved was eating him alive like a thousand fleas on a dog. The itch, the need strong enough to break the barrier.

"Yes love," he spoke shakey undertone. He tried to silence the second voice knowing it scared you. "We-I," he began pupils flicking from wide to paper thin. "I am a demon," he said through an exhausted breath. Like he had just run a marathon. It didn't scare you. You had a feeling this was where this was going. He burned your ears with his fingers. It did shock you. There was a demon in your room. You brought your hands to your forehead pulling back gently.

"There is a demon in my room," you whispered to yourself.

"Yes one that is very desperate to be released," he spoke losing the confidence in his voice. "Released?" you asked still freaking out. He nodded head hitting the bathroom door. You jumped at the bang. He shook his head walking away from the door. You watched his feet leave.

"I need you," he spoke through masked pleas. "That is how I was able to come through tonight. That girl who let go of the planchette. If she hadn't I wouldn't have been able to come through. But well done to you for getting her to the point of embarrassment she lost control. It shortened my plan days," he said pleased smile on his lips. The second voice screamed at him to just bust down the door. But he fought against it. He didn't come this far just to scare you into submission. He preferred a more natural way of things. Even if there was nothing natural about him.

"You've been planning this?" you asked a hint of anger in your voice.

"For a year now," he confessed. You still shocked gripped onto the counter. You stared at yourself in the mirror. You took some water splashing your face hoping the cool water would relax you. You shut your eyes letting out a breath and allowing yourself to gather your thoughts.

"You said you needed me. Why?" you asked. He looked over at the door after it had been silent for a few minutes. He could have very easily gone into the bathroom without you noticing but held against it.

"I'm a lustful demon and you are the one I crave," he spoke truthfully charming smile on his lips. Something about him just felt so inviting. You believed every word he said tonight. He spoke so openly about everything he thought and felt. It made you feel a bit better, especially after tonight. He smiled feeling you becoming more trusting of him.

"You know," he began. "With your permission, I can make you feel so much better than your boyfriend," he said calming himself and returning back to his flirtatious nature. You looked up at the door. He walked closer to the door. You could feel his presence inches away from yours. You stepped closer. You trusted his words. It might have been foolish to put such faith in a demon but his wants seemed real.

"What's your name?" you asked.

"Jaemin," he said. Not expecting the door to open he held his head down small smile on his lips. But when the bathroom light became brighter he looked up at you. You felt your chest shudder as you let out a breath.

"Jaemin," you whispered like his name was a beautiful curse.

"I give you permission to touch me," you hushed. He smirked eyes turning completely black. You had no time to react. In a blink, he hovered over you eager hands reaching up to touch you. You flinched at his cool touch. He brought his hand back not wanting to hurt you. You looked into his eyes for the first time tonight. The black faded from his iris turning into a deep brown.

You felt yourself get lost in the dark swirls of his eyes. Taking small steps to close the gap between you and kiss the demon. He kissed your back hand reaching behind your neck. Gripping onto your hot skin pulling you closer to his frame. "I've waited so long for this," he said like a starved man. His mouth fit with yours. Moving in a passionate rhythm.

He pulled away from you. Your eyes still fluttered closed. Lashes dusting your cheeks. You slowly blinked them open. Jaemin already keeping his eyes intensely focused on you. He sucked in a breath. He could feel the heat rise in your body with just a single touch from his hand.

"Now that I've been able to kiss you once I don't think I'll be able to stop, love," he rasped lips burning from yours. His chin was a bright pink. You couldn't pull away from him. Every part of him was so inviting. The danger of this no longer worried you. It thrilled you in ways that terrified you but also excited you.

"So then don't stop," you hushed eyes flicking from his eyes to his lips and then back to his eyes. He growled pulling you back in lips engulfing yours. Tongue swiping your bottom lip. His hands slid down your back side grabbing a hand full of your ass. He groaned into the kiss tapping the back of your thigh. You jump hands still wrapped in the locks of his black hair.

Wrapping your legs around his waist he pushed you up against the wall. Your back hit the wall hard. So hard you released from the kiss. Head hitting the wood. It didn't hurt. You let out a yelp of surprise opening your mouth again a small giggle leaving your lips. With your neck exposed he took this as a chance to attack the softness of your skin. Licking and biting parts of your neck.

"Sure you're not a vampire?" you teased. He rolled his eyes scrunching his nose in disgust. "Filthy bloodsuckers," he hissed. He licked his way down to the outline of your breasts just poking out of your tank top. "I prefer to use my mouth to taste other parts of the human body," He sucked just under your collarbone. Freehand that wasn't holding you up reaching up to your top. Greedy hand grabbing hold of the thin fabric. Tearing it off your body. He through the poor excuse for a shirt far off.

Hands wrapping around his neck. Fingers grazing the hair on his skin. He growled at the sounds you made. Mouth meeting yours swallowing all your sounds. He yanked you from off the wall.

"Love," he spoke as he laid you on the bed. "Do you know how agonizing it is to see you here almost every night," he began kissing his way down your chest. Unclipping your bra and tossing it with your shirt. Your hands kept on his shoulders pushing him down. "Watching you try to please yourself and fail. All because of that boy what was his name again?" he thought to pause. He quickly went back addicted to the scent of the wetness forming between your legs.

"It doesn't matter. By tonight I will be the only one you call for," he said carnivorous gaze as stared from below you. His hands came to the string of your shorts. Undoing the knot you created. You watched from above a part of you still trying to make sense of this. But the more you tried erotic images of Jaemin fucking you over your table or completely devouring you in the shower appeared in your mind. So vivid and felt so real it haunted your mind.

Jaemin pulled your shorts down removing them from your ankles. Licking his lips. His tongue formed two. Hot look in his eyes as his pupils thinned. The change was something you barely noticed. To lost in bliss to fear him. To remember how badly he was corrupting your mind, body, and soul.

He licked a stripe up your clothed pussy. You shuddered at the contain. Laying his tongue flat on your soaked clit. He brought his other hand up to spread your thighs further apart. The need to close them feeling so exposed to the demon. You closed them on his head. He spread apart again.

"Stay open for us baby," he spoke second sinful voice appearing. You tried your best too. But Jaemin's tongue so hot and heavy made it impossible. So he waved his fingers two long black vines appearing from under your bed tying around each of your ankles. You widened your eyes but didn't fight against them. They held you open for him. He stood back admiring your body so angelic, divine.

"God created you with love," he complimented. He removed his jacket allowing it to fall to the ground. Rolling up the sleeves of his black blouse and undoing the first few buttons. He fell to his knees shaking his head a bit but unsuccessful in sending in the other voice away. Eyes switch between both patience and animalism. The need to protect you and ruin you.

You watched his eyes change fighting with the demon inside him. Siting up as much as you could fascinated by the sight. Head coming between your legs looking up at you with wide pupils. He didn't want you to see him so monstrous. He kissed the side of your plush thighs. Humming at the warmth of your skin. Leaving a few bite marks. Sucking on the burning skin he bit when you whinced.

He pulled your panties off unable to control the change in his eyes. Dark orbs took control as he lunged forward engulfing your pussy like you were the forbidden fruit he carved so desperately. Long fingers grazing up your thigh. Slithering like a snake as they reached your core. Spreading your folds making it easier for him to collect all your sweet juice in his mouth. Bringing his hand to tease your hole. Swirling around in circles with his index finger. His mouth returned to your erect clit.

Your head fell back in pure ecstasy. Letting out a loud moan as he sucked so well on your clit. Grazing his teeth over the bundle of nerves causing your body to twist and turn. Back arching off the mattress. Jaemin took it upon himself to wave his finger again. Finding the teddy bear Mark once gave you placing it underneath your neck so you'd be more comfortable as he devoured you from below.

Your hand reached down to his shoulder gripping onto it. Fingers finding their way under his black silk blouse. Nails digging into his skin. Dragging them forward to his hair. He groaned into your aching pussy sending a vibration throughout your entire body. Hand trailing through his hair. Grabbing hold tugging at his locks. "Fuck," you cursed rutting your hips forward nose bumping into your clit. Jaemin continued his assault groaning as you road his face. Juice sweeping from down his chin, down his finger that he stuck inside you, and down the mattress.

"You do so well loved. Tell me I'm the only one who can make you feel this way," he spoke darkly hunger in his voice. You could barely form a thought let alone speak. You could only respond with a moan. Jaemin unsatisfied slowed his movements. You whined but he shushed you. He made his way up your body. The coolness of his skin on yours. You opened your eyes feeling his exposed body on top of yours. Cock poking your inner thigh. When he gets undressed you thought.

He smirked finally when your eyes met his. Two of his fingers slowly pump into you. Your lips parted letting out small whines and protest to his slow movements. "Please," you begged. Jaemin nodded moving a hair from your face. "Soon love but just tell me it's only me," he said a simple smile on his lips but a sinful look in his eyes. You gulped the coolness of his body relaxing the heat of yours.

"Only you can make me feel this way Jaemin," you said through pants. He smiled proud of you. He placed a chaste kiss on your lips. He nodded hands sensually roaming around your body. "Good girl," he said voice dropping a thousand octaves. You whined as he removed his fingers.

"It's okay love," he said aligning his dick at your entrance. Tip leaking precum down your inner thigh. Poking at your entrance and running his cock up and down your slit collecting your juice and coaxing himself in it. "I'll take care of you," he spoke watching as his cock pushed through your tight hole. You gripped onto his beefy arm. Feeling the firmness of his muscles. Eyeing his strong frame. Body carved out by a God. You drooled at the sight of him. Pushing his dick deep inside you. Plevis brushing against your clit. His body flexed as he pushed further inside you.

Your wetness flooded out of you and onto his cock making it easier for him to slip in. He began to move not giving you much time to adjust. Fucking into slow finding a rhythm. Once he heard the sound of your moans he picked up his past. Thrusting into your hard hands gripping onto your waist. You kept your hands on the strength of his arms. You moaned loudly his fist coming to either side of your head and drilling into you.

"Please Jaemin," you choked on your moan. Throat pinching as his hips met yours. He growled lost in his own pleasure. Waving his hand to rid of the vines. They slithered away under the bed. Taking his strong hands he flipped you over. Pushing your head into the mattress. Spreading your legs with his knee. Bringing his cock to your red hole. Pushing into your velvet walls fucking into you hard.

"Fuck baby it's like your pussy was made for me," he growled head falling back incomplete Heaven. His hand reaches around to your neck pulling you back. Laying your back against his chest. Hand wrapping around your neck as he pounded from behind. Your head fell back, neck exposed as you rested on his shoulder. He moved some of your hair to the side biting down on your neck. Groaning into your skin. Intoxicating your entire body with sin.

"Fuck Jaemin more," you groaned. Letting out a loud cry when his free hand made his way to your clit. He had you like this for a moment. Feeling you tighten around him he flipped you back around laying you flat. He needed to see your face when you came. You an earthy moan as he fucked into fast still drawing quick circles around your clit.

"Jaemin i'm close," you moaned. He gritted his teeth bringing his hands to your ass. Spreading you opened more and lifting you a bit just to fuck deeper. Graxing over your sweet spot inside you sending you over the edge. Creaming all over his dick. Your release oozes out of you and down his shaft. He let out a deep growl at the sight. Eyes turning completely black. Horns form out of the top of his head. Everything surrounding the two of you lifting. You squeezed tightly around him. To overstimulate to pay attention to the room.

"Fuck baby," he groaned head falling back. "You're all mine. All fucking mine," a predatory growl leaving his lips. As if by painting your insides white he was marking you as his own. So close to climax he pounded harder bringing you to your second climax. Feeling you release again sent him into a spiral. Cumming hard inside you. Hot release squirting inside and outside your pussy. Both yours and his cum mix.

His chest rose up and down. Both of you heaving. He stood like that for a moment before pulling out. He stepped towards his clothes. You sat up seeing the redness around your ankles. You rubbed them wincing a bit. You looked over at you fixing his slacks. "Apologizes love. Sometimes I can be a bit rough," he said walking to your bathroom. You nodded and he stepped inside. After a moment he returned the warm cloth in his hand. Cleaning you up.

He noticed a spot he missed. Leaning instead and licking it clean just inches away from your clit. You shuddered sending him a cautious look. You stood up as well. Walking to your closet and changing your clothes. When you returned he was fully dressed.

"Where are you going?" you asked. He sighed, "Halloween ends in five minutes. I have to go back. I have work to do," he said.

"Work?" you asked. He shook his head. "So many questions," he began as he stepped towards you. "Don't miss me. I'll always be here, watching or in your dreams," he said placing a kiss on your forehead. And if you really want to contact me you can always use the board," he finished. You sighed rolling your eyes and arms crossed over your chest.

He took a step forward unable to resist. Shutting his eyes and placing a kiss on your lips. "And baby," he trailed. "Yes?" you asked eyes locked with his. Loving gaze shifting to something much more sinister.

"If he asks you tell him the Devil made you do it," he spoke poisonous smirk on his lips. A dark chuckle left his lips. Delish smile wide on his pink lips. You blinked and he was gone. Shocked by the sudden realization that he was not a demon but the devil himself every hair on my body rose.

But you hoped God could forgive you for being even more attracted to him than you were before. Being that you were the girl who brought the devil to his knees.

Fin

OMG, I felt such a need to make this. You don't even understand. You guys how do we feel about Devil Jaemin? I love it. This was my Halloween treat. I love Halloween so I had to do this.

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Happy Halloween.

But when the weird feeling returns that peace falls apart and instead you are met with the same unrest as yesterday. There were three boys at the train station waiting for you to choose who you’d sit next to. It shouldn’t be a big deal and it shouldn’t be that hard of a decision.

You played the entire scenario out in your mind searching for a logical way to decide and explain this entire situation.

It shouldn’t be a big deal because all three are your friends. It shouldn’t be a hard decision because you had just made up with Jeno and he was your best friend.

But it was a big deal. You wanted to sit with Jeno since you had just figured things out. But Renjun and you had gotten so close. You considered him one of your close friends. And Jaemin, you hadn’t spoken to him much of the time off but in the moments you did, they were sweet in his weird way of being lovely.

You huffed rubbing your eyes. Throwing the covers back you didn’t even bother fixing your bed. Too annoyed at the sheet that got ruined from the tossing and turning you had done the night before. This felt like an even bigger deal when you thought about the future. How eventually you had to divide your time and attention between hangouts, lunches, parties, and phone calls. It was just starting with a train ride.

You had just finished brushing your teeth when you realized the time on your phone. Almost dropping the toothbrush you rushed out of the bathroom. Trying your best to get changed and ready you ran down the stairs. Your mother is already by the door leaning against you.

“I’m late,” you rushed. She nodded, “I know,” she frowned. She opened the door looking over at your father who chuckled. She rolled her eyes and shut the door behind you. It felt like your mother couldn’t walk any slower on her way to the car. You huffed crossing your arms over your chest leg bouncing up and down.

After chewing on your fingernails for a good minute you annoyedly pulled out your wand. You sighed checking to make sure no one was around. When the coast was clear you stepped out. Your mom closed the trunk of the car when you reopened it. She went to speak but stopped when you grabbed your luggage.

“What are you don’t?” She asked seeing your wand in your hand. You handed her your luggage. She took it without hesitation. You grabbed her arm and used your other hand to wave your wand.

“Apparition,” you said. Both your bodies lift off and disappear. You both landed in front of the station. Your mother shook her head. A short gasp left her lips. “Please warn me next time,” she spoke dusting herself off. You took your luggage from her walking off. You not only wanted to hurry to the train. But get there before you run into any of the boys. You hoped to find Yeri.

Your mother followed behind you. You moved fast through the crowd of working people. Never in your life were you this much in a rush to return to school. Normally you were on time for things. Your mother chalked it up to that. Once you arrived at the platform you ran through the wall reaching platform nine and three-quarters. Your mother appeared behind you out of breath.

“What’s the rush? Already wanting to leave?” She joked hands on her knees. You smiled turning to her. Feeling your body slow for a bit you turned to hug her goodbye. She embraced you pulling you close. She squeezed you a bit. “I’ll miss you,” she said slowly.

“I’ll be back soon,” you said with a warm smile. She fixed your robe a bit before bidding you goodbye. You walk off onto the train. Thankfully finding no sight of the boys. As you walked further into the train you found yourself searching for Yeri. So hard you almost missed Renjun. There he was holding his carry searching for a seat. Thankfully he turned in the other direction disappearing further down the aisle. He, luckily, hadn’t noticed you.

He struggled a bit but eventually placed his bag away. He slid open the compartment door and then sat inside. He closed it just as you made your move. Swiftly avoiding him you found an empty compartment.

Hesitantly you sat down inside. Every footstep down the aisle sent a small jump to your heart and stomach. Somehow every male started to sound just like Jeno when he spoke or Jaemin when he laughed.

You turned your body keeping it to the window. Seeing your mother. You waved to her and she waved back. You shifted your eyes a bit seeing Yeri. Thankfully her eyes met yours. She smiled wide as she ran to the train. Saying goodbye to her parents.

You could hear the rustling in the cart. You chuckled assuming it was Yeri. The compartment door slid open exposing Yeri. You smiled wide at her standing up to greet her. She wrapped her arms around you giving you a good squeeze before letting you go. “I’ve missed you,” she said holding onto you tightly. You tapped her a bit. “Me too,” you said patting her shoulder. Your face stuck between her neck and shoulder.

She let you go sending you an apologetic smile. “I’m sorry Y/n. It’s just nice to talk to you in person rather than on the phone,” she said. She stepped inside the compartment sitting across from you. She shut the door once she sat down. She didn’t even wait to get comfortable. She immediately jumped toward catching you a bit off guard.

“So who did you choose to sit next to?” She asked. She wiggled her brows a bit. You sighed you wanted to escape the drama. Yeri just couldn’t help herself.

“You,” you joked. You chuckled a bit causing her to frown. She pouted, “I’m serious. My cousin wouldn’t stop talking about you,” she said sitting back annoyed. Mainly the fact, that Jaemin wouldn’t leave her alone. “Really?” You asked a bit unsure. You crossed your arms over your chest. “Because he barely texted me during the Holiday,” you said. Yeri eyed you suspiciously.

“And that bothers you?” She asked skeptical of your sudden care in Jaemin’s interest. She leaned forward a bit placing a hand under her chin. You sucked in your teeth brushing her off. You knew talking to her would only add to the truth you were trying to avoid.

You sighed shifting a bit in your seat. “I mean kind of. It made it a huge deal to confess his feelings to me, and now I barely hear from him,” you said, a bit hurt. You sigh, turning your head to the window of your cart. You watched as Renjun passed by briefly searching for a seat. He looked into your cart eyes meeting yours. He smiled opening the door.

"Can I sit with you guys? I have been searching for somewhere to sit and all the other cabins are taken," he asked slight desperation in his tone. You looked over at Yeri. She shrugged putting her hands up leaving the choice up to you. You nodded scouting over. Renjun thankfully stepped inside sitting beside you closing the cabin door behind him. Shortly after he sat down the train began to leave the station.

Once you no longer could see the city behind you and were left with a breathtaking view of the open grassland you let yourself relax a bit.

"How was your holiday break?" Renjun asked both you and Yeri. Trying to break the silence. Yeri smiled seeing you not respond. She turned to Renjun. "It was well. I got a new car," she said with a small smile on her lips. She turned to go again slightly wanting to cheer you up from your thoughts.

"Jaemin was so jealous," she began chuckling a bit as she remembered the moment. "When my parents gifted me the car his jaw was completely on the floor," she laughed a bit. Renjun did as well picturing how in shock and how angry Jaemin probably was. "What did Jaemin get that made him so jealous?" Renjun asked laughing a bit more at Jaemin's pain.

"They got him socks," she laughed a bit harder. Bringing her hand up to cover her mouth a bit. Renjun did as well. Eyes squinting harder as he continued to laugh. "Socks? Didn't he get a dragon last year?" Renjun asked somewhat surprised by the shift in gifts. Last year Jaemin's new dragon is what almost got him expelled the third time. He decided it would be a bright idea to bring the baby dragon to school. It was fun until it flew onto the field during the Quidditch match and almost burnt everyone to a crisp.

Yeri nodded. "The school took it away. It is at a dragon sanctuary now," she said her laughter dying down. Renjun's did as well. Once it did he turned to you. Now suspicious of your sudden quietness. "Y/n is everything alright?" he asked. You blinked a bit removing your hand from your chin. Refocusing yourself from the window and at Renjun.

"I'm alright. Just tired," which wasn't a full lie. You hadn't gotten much sleep last night. Yeri sighed looking out the window of the cabin. Renjun frowned not sure how to help you. He wasn't good at helping others with their emotions. Yeri's slight frown shifted into a smile when the little old lady came down the aisle with the cart of sweets. She tapped on your knee rapidly catching both your attention and Renjun's.

She opened the door causing the old lady to stop. "Shall we get one of everything?" she asked the both of you. Renjun looked over at you with a warm smile. "Why not?" he suggested to you trying his best to lighten you up. You exhausted out a smile stretching a bit. "Renjun you do not like sweets," you teased. He brushed you off. "That is my mother. She does not allow me to enjoy sweets but she is not here right now is she?" he sent you a sly smirk causing you to chuckle a bit. You turned your head to Yeir nodding a yawn leaving your lips.

She excitedly turned back to the lady. She and Renjun picked out the sweets while you watched a small smile on your lips. Yeri turned gesturing for you to come closer. You complied adjusting yourself to sit closer to get a better view of the cart.

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"Why did we eat so much?" you asked holding your stomach. The three of you slouched on the seats. "Thank God I wore my sweats," Yeri said slapping the band of her pants. Renjun chuckled a burping leaving his lips from the fizzy drink he had. You all busted out laughing from how loud he was. The students in the cabin beside you woke up from their nap from how loud he was.

As you continued to joke around. Trying to throw Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans into Yeri's mouth and watching as a ketchup-flavored jellybean landed in her mouth. You and Renjun both laughed not paying attention to the door opening beside him. Yeri shrugged, "It's not bad," she said nonchalantly as she continued to chew. "It's quite good," she said swallowing the bean.

"Let me see," the familiar voice spoke reaching into the box and placing a mysterious bean into his mouth. He chewed it humming at the taste, closing his eyes. "Cherry," he said calmly. He opened his eyes swallowing the bean.

"Can I come in?" Jaemin asked sly smirk on his lips. He could see Renjun's sneer through the corner of his eye. Yeri was stunned staring at Jaemin then you to witness your reaction. You tried to mask your shock but failed too. You swallowed before nodding. "Sure," you said it came out a bit rushed. Jaemin nodded as he stepped inside the cabin sitting beside his cousin.

Yeri scouted over from Jaemin so he took advantage of the extra space between them sitting and relaxing more on the leather seat. It was quiet for a moment. He sat with his back leaned against the seat. Legs spread apart. The back of his hand rested under his chin. His long fingers grazed over his lips.

The awkward tension shared between everyone by Jaemin's sudden presence was thick. For some reason, it felt weird to be so close to Jaemin. He was the one person you had wanted to hear from all break whether you wanted to admit it or not. But seeing him now in person made you feel anxious. You just didn't like the guilt surrounding you, especially surrounding yourself with Jeno. Who had waited for you at the station to ride with you?

Jaemin ignored the tension glancing around at you all. Yeri huffed rolling her eyes at her cousin. "Why are you here?" she asked. She knew her cousin too well by this point and so did you. You both knew he was sitting here just to tease you. Jaemin always enjoyed the chase, but not as much as he craved the rush he received knowing that his attempts on you were working.

"I'm just enjoying the ride with my friends," he said the word friends hissing off his tongue. He ended his sentence by meeting your eyes. He jerked his head. "You want me here right?" he asked you. He knew the answer. He just wanted to hear you say it. But you held yourself together.

You adjusted yourself sitting up straighter. You crossed one of your legs over the other. Fixing the end of your robe acting as if you could care less if he stayed or left. Even though deep down you wanted Jaemin to sit with you in the cabin.

Hogwarts hadn't changed when you stepped off the train and onto a boat. The only difference was the change in season. The cool autumn breeze had shifted into a cool winter chill. The ending of the Holidays and the beginning of the New Year. In which you had given up on becoming a 'new year new me'. With the situation constantly lingering around you there was no hope for change.

You made your way to your dorms Renjun right beside you. The two of you sharing stories from your holiday breaks.

"Wait so your cousin really did that?" you asked laughing in anticipation of Renjun's story. He nodded chuckling his face turning bright red. "He all came right out of his nose," he laughed. You laughed harder just picturing the idea of Renjun's cousin shooting eggnog out of his nose.

Your shared laughter died down once you reached the dorms. You both wiped a few tears from your eyes unable to stop your giggling once you stepped in front of the door. You both tried to shush each other but it was an utter failure. The same image played in your head. Once you both took a breath and let out. A few more gigglings you opened the door.

There were a few older students sitting in the common room. You and Renjun made your way through. Renjun even offered to hold your bag. You went to hand it to him. Renjun reached out until the bag was picked up by someone else.

You looked over seeing Jeno slipped his arm through the strap of your duffle. "No worries. I can take it," he said with a smile his eyes curling up as well. You decided again like earlier you wouldn't put your mind to the small things these men did for you. You would just focus on finishing the year.

So you nodded at Jeno. "Okay," you said leading the way. He looked over at Renjun giving him a slight shrug. Renjun sent him a rather forced smile back. Jeno having no clue continued to follow behind you. Renjun huffed ignoring the few stares he received from Jeno's friends.

Jeno dropped off your bag. Renjun decided he find you later. He dusted off his hands. Scratching the back of his head as he watched you unpack. You looked over at him. "Is everything alright?" you asked. He nodded clearing his throat. "Everything is fine," he spoke softly words lingering with the want of saying more.

"Is there anything you need then?" you asked closing one of your draws. Jeno shook his head. 'No," he released with a sigh. He inhaled then let his shoulders fall. "It's just," he began words dying a bit as he formed his thoughts into words. "How come you didn't ride with me?" he asked. When you didn't answer his brain began to scramble in panic. "Not that you have to," he cleared.

"I just thought, you know, because you said we could. I thought that meant we were friends again," he said. You sighed placing a few of your stacked shirts on your bed. You didn't know how much he needed that confirmation. "We are," you spoke hands resting on the folded clothes. "But if i'm being honest," you began. "It was just easier to sit without you," you said truthfully.

Jeno's eyes widened a bit. Thoughts raced through his mind. The worst kinds, did he make you uncomfortable? We're you still upset with him? You read the panic on his face. You looked up from the clothes picking them up and placing them away. Your back now turned to him.

"Jeno," you spoke but that was the end of your sentence before Jeno marched his way to you grabbing hold of your sides and pulling you into a kiss. It took you a moment before you kissed him back. He pulled you closer to his frame gripping your waist. Your hands reached up fingers grazing through his hair. He swiped his tongue at the bottom of your lip desperate for permission. You fought with him before he won over. Your hand left his hair roaming over his firm chest before he pulled away.

He held you close hands tightly holding onto your waist. Forehead's touching, the tip of his nose faintly touching yours. Both your chests rising and falling. His lips were red and puffy, and his bottom lip lowered. "Is that why?" he asked.

"Why what?" you asked through breaths.

He stared deep into your eyes. Glazed lips hovering over yours.

"We can't be friends?" he asked. You felt your breath hitch. Jeno's eyes flicked from your eyes to your lips. He leaned closer this time slower checking with his eyes if it was okay for him to kiss you. When he felt the grip of your hand on his shirt tighten pulling him in he knew his answer.

Just as you were about to kiss again a few girls came in giggling with one another. You quickly let go of Jeno. He stood there proud smirk on his lips. Watching as you tried to make sense of what just happened. You looked away from him finishing the unpacking you were doing. "I have to meet Renjun and Yeri for dinner," you said barely sparing him a glance. The girls who walked in swayed over Jeno as you rushed away.

Jeno watched as you left a warm feeling of hope forming in his chest. All he needed to do was take your attention away from Jaemin and you were all his. Because even Jeno knew he could never be your friend again. Not after he confessed to you and definitely not after he knows what you sound like when he kisses you.

You had reached the dining hall alongside Yeri. Finding her in the crowd of students. Renjun was already waiting at the table with a few of his new friends. You greeted them sitting with the rest of the group. While laughing you looked over to the table to the fat left meeting Jaemin.

He wasn't staring at you. Instead, he was giving his attention to a few of his Slytherin friends. Eating together and laughing just like you and your friends. However, feeling a pair of eyes he searched to his right then left soon looking in the direction of yours. Catching you he smirked licking his lips and eyes swirling with mischief. You could feel the heat in your face rise.

Renjun glanced over at you seeing you shift beside him. He followed your line of sight leaning over a bit and seeing Jaemin. He sneered at the sight of him. Why him? He thought staring a bit too long at the two of you flirting with your eyes. He knew deep down this was a fight he would lose. Trying to win you over when both Jaemin and Jeno are at heads for your heart.

What was he in that fight? What was he to you?

He made a mental note to ask you later.

Jaemin sent you another glance as he stood up leaving the dining hall. You turned your friends. "I'll be right back," you said standing up from the bench. Renjun touched your arm. You turned to him one leg out the bench and another still in. "Yes?" you asked him. He didn't want to let you go. He knew if he let you go that was it. You'd run off to meet Jaemin and for the rest of the year, he'd forced to see you with him.

But he knew this was it. There was nothing he could do. So he held on for a second longer and then he let go. "Nothing," he said quietly turning away. Yeri watched a small frown on her lips as his head fell. You gently pulled your arm away. "Oh okay," you said. Renjun sent you a small smile as you waved your friends off and left.

"I thought you weren't going to come," Jaemin said leaning on the castle wall. The Moon shining and the night sky coaxing the Earth. Only candlelight and flames illuminated the areas they were placed in. You walked through the grass to him hiding the smile on your lips. He pushed his back off once you approached him.

"Glad to know i'm not predictable," you joked. Jaemin scoffed out a laugh. You stood in front of him. Hands together a feeling of curiosity and waiting for something to happen. Jaemin nodded keeping his eyes focused on you while you stared at every piece of grass on the ground. Jaemin took a step closer.

"Darling, did you get my letter?" he asked. He gently touched the side of your face. You relaxed in his touch allowing him to lift your head. Looking into his dark eyes. The teasing aura he released could not be masked by the look of want in his eyes. You nodded, and he smiled, hand falling both to his side. He couldn't hold back the bright smile on his lips. He looked up to the moon letting out a breath. You could see the faint gush of airflow. You shivered a bit. His hands come to your side.

Jaemin wrote you a letter when you left for the Holidays. You didn't see it until you came back. He left it under your pillow and you didn't see it until you changed the sheets. He however assumed you had gotten the letter and would have called him. So he kept his distance since you didn't respond, giving you time to think. But seeing you today made him realize he couldn't wait any longer.

"So?" he asked. "I want to be honest," you said. He waited for you to continue. You let out a breath. "I didn't get your letter until this afternoon when I went back to my room and changed my sheets," you said honestly. Jaemin nodded smile not fading but falling a bit.

"So I thought you didn't want to talk to me the entire break. Which I assumed was because you were busy," you said a bit quicker than you were speaking before. "Okay," he said understanding but wanting to skip to the part where you kissed him and confessed to him. If that is how it worked Jaemin wasn't too sure. He had never really done anything like this before. If anything he was more nervous than excited.,

"So during the Holiday break I worked some things out with Jeno and," you said sentence dying. You weren't too sure how Jaemin was going to take this.

"And?" he asked stomach swirling in anticipation of the worst.

"We kissed," you confessed. That was it. You watched waiting for some sort of reaction from Jaemin. You were expecting him to be not angry but upset. After the time you spent together, you kissed another man. You were waiting for him to walk away. Ignore you and let you go.

But he didn't. He just shrugged stepping closer to you. "Did you get it all out?" he asked. Stunned and not sure where this was going you took a small step back. "Get it out?" you asked. He nodded lips inching from yours now. "Tell him how you felt. Kiss and makeup?" he asked. You nodded cold air leaving your lips. The cool air is opposite from the heat on your back.

"But did it feel right? Did it feel like me?" he asked. You control the shake of your head. "Didn't think so," he said closing the gap between the two of you. You kissed back but felt more guilt in your chest so you pushed him off a bit.

"What?" he asked.

"I also slept with Renjun at the beginning of the year," you confessed now expecting the response you thought you'd get earlier. He huffed raising a brow. "Huh," he released looking away. Then he turned back to you. "I'm a bit confessed as to why but that was before us right?" he asked. You nodded arms still holding onto his arms that rested around you.

"Then it doesn't matter darling," he said leaning down to kiss you again.

Jaemin walked you to your dorm. Kissing you again before he bid you goodnight. He saw no threat in Jeno. He knew his place with you and was satisfied as long as you wanted him a part of your life. And no matter what or who you chose he knew he put up the best fight because he didn't fight at all. You were something worth fighting for against the odds, not against a man he knew could never love you in the way you desired.

But for you, it made things harder. You had to decide. Jeno or Jaemin?

You need some time to think about this. You made your way to your dorm to rest when you were stopped by Renjun. He stepped in front of your path. "Y/n," he said called. You stopped in your tracks. "Renjun?" you asked seeing his chest rise and fall. "Are you okay?" he looked as if he had run around the school ten times.

"I need to ask you something," he said through gasps. "Renjun you need to rest. Why are you so out of breath?" you touched his shoulder trying to guide him to the couch. He brushed you off shaking his head. "No Y/n. I need to ask you this," he said. "Renjun what is the matter with you?" you asked. "Are you well?" you asked him going to touch his forehead.

"I'm fine," he said grabbing hold of your hands. "I just need to know why," he desperately released. "Why what?" you asked.

"Why did you sleep with me?" he asked. You sighed turning away. He rushed to you. "It's okay if it wasn't out of love but you became my friend after. What does that mean?" he asked. You sighed, it was only fair you talked to him about it. The conversation was inevitable.

"It was because I was interested in you. Truthfully I didn't know it meant that much to you. I should have understood that," you confessed. Renjun nodded letting go of your hands and placing them gently on your lap. He sucked in a breath. "Okay. That's all I needed to know," he said standing up to leave. "Wait!" you called to him. He stopped with his back to you.

He waved his hand. "Don't worry Y/n. I honestly believe we are better off as friends," he said as he walked away. You watched him walk off feeling, in the only way to describe it, like an asshole. So you sucked in your pride and followed after him.

"Renjun wait," you called. He paused on his travels up the steps. He turned to you eyes a bit red. "Yes?" he asked. You felt the lump form in your throat. Seeing the sadness in his eyes made you feel worse. You swallowed that lump. Letting your hands fall from each other.

"i'm sorry," your head fell. A small frown formed on Renjun's lips. He hesitated for a moment. He was hurt but he wasn't angry, and he truly did enjoy being your friend. He stepped down the few stairs he was on and made his way to you. He lifted your chin shaking his head softly.

"I forgive you Y/n. I'm sorry as well. I should have been honest with you as well. I had feelings for you for a while and assumed you had as well. You are allowed to be with whoever you want and if that is not me then I can live with that. I'm very satisfied being your friend," he said swinging an arm around you and pulling you into a hug. You hugged him back as well. Smiling as your head laid on his shoulder.

"Want to rearrange the stars?" you asked lifting your wand and swaying it around. Renjun chuckled arm sliding off you. He nodded allowing you to lead the way to the window.

Over the last couple of days, you have spent your time with Yeri and Renjun. But when you weren't with them you would be found with Jaemin doing things a Hogwarts Student probably shouldn't be doing. Like now, you currently found yourself in the empty library while everyone else was at a Quidditch match. While you were up against a bookshelf while Jaemin was on his knees in between your thighs.

Kissing his way up your soft skin. Gripping onto the plush of your thighs and pushing your caves apart with his free hand. Licking his lips and flicking his eyes from yours to your pussy. Not even worried you were so exposed in a place where anyone could walk in. He watched, lustful eyes staring up at you as he swiped his tongue on your slit. Feeling his cock harden when you shuddered in his grasp.

He opened his mouth engulfing your clit with his tongue closing his lips and sucking on the bundle of nerves. He shifted between both sucking and licking creating a matter he knew you enjoyed with his tongue being that this was the fifth time he was on his knees for you.

He continued his assault on your core using his fingers to spread your folds. Coaxing his finger with your juice he glided down the line of your pussy and straight to your hole. Teasingly drawing circles around it before he slipped it inside. He smiled against your core hearing your choked moans.

"Keep quiet darling," he said leaning up and hovering over your lips. His lips glisten with your juice. He gently touched your chin with his clean hand keeping the other slowly, but rhythmically pumping inside of you. He turned your chin to an empty space between a few books in the direction of some unaware students. You gasped out of both shock and arousal feeling Jaemin push deeper in you.

He placed a peck on your lips before diving back down. Not too long after you released it in his mouth.

He helped you get dressed, and you eyed his clearly tight pants. "When are you gonna let me help you?" you asked. He waved his hand. "Don't worry about me darling," he said sending you a warm smile. You pouted reaching out to him. "But you never let me," you exhaled frustrated.

"I know. I don't need you too," he said. You took some offense to that feeling a slight pinch in your chest. He saw the look on your face. He chuckled shaking his head. "Trust me darling I want you too. But I told you when you're ready to give yourself to me then we can go as far as you want, but until then," he said placing a gentle kiss on your cheek. Then another below the shallow of your ear.

"I just want to pleasure you," he said. "Now come on. We have a match to attend," he said extending his hand to you. You took it jumping off the shelf and following him out of the library. Not being able to control the heat rising again on your cheeks.

At the match, Jaemin kissed your temple as he walked off to meet his friends. You waved him off as you walked over to Renjun and Yeri. Yeri pretended to gag and Renjun chuckled. You rolled your eyes sitting with them.

"What have I missed?" you asked. Yeri scoffed crossing one leg over the other. Renjun leaned over from her side. "Not much," he said shaking his head. "The game was delayed because one of the players hurt his hand," he said. You nodded thanking him.

"So what were you doing that you had to arrive late?" Yeri asked suspiciously. You eyed her turning to her. "Why do you need to know?" you asked pursing your lips. She pretended to scoff offended placing a hand on her chin. "Just curious," she said turning away. Lifting up her nose. She side-eyed, arms crossing over her chest.

"You're staring," you called out. She huffed rolling her eyes. "I know you were with my cousin," she said attitude filled. You shrugged, "So?" Renjun eyed the two of you unable to tell if you were being serious or not.

Yeri exhaled sharply. "Are you two okay?" he asked. You nodded, "I'm well. Yeri?" you asked. She rolled her eyes but then let her chest fall. Soon her arms followed. "Yes. I just wish you told me!" she said. "I wouldn't care if it was someone else but Jaemin? Girl you have to tell me," she said. You sighed exhaling a small laugh. She whined, "I'm serious," you put up your hands. "Okay, okay," you said.

"Now, tell me everything!" she said. You shook your head.

"Not here," you said eyeing the people. Renjun raised a brow confused. But Yeri formed an o with her lips nodding her head.

After the game, Jeno searched through the crowd to find you. Once he did he couldn't hold back his excitement pulling you into a bear hug. Wrapped his arms around catching you completely off guard. You pushed him off feeling overwhelmed by his sudden affection. He watched inhaling and exhaling still trying to catch his breath from the match.

He still asked if you were alright. "I'm fine," you responded. He nodded smile forming on his lips. Feeling his adrenaline high he pulled you in again this time placing a kiss on your lips. You pulled away first and everyone continued to cheer. But your panicked eyes searched finding Jaemin's. He was visibly hurt and you watched as he walked off. You fully pushed Jeno away going after Jaemin.

Jeno was too occupied bathing in his victory to notice.

"Jaemin!" you called through the crowd but he continued his march. "Jaemin!" you called again following him out of the crowd and onto the path back to the school. "Jaemin wait!" he ignored your calls. You stopped for a moment. "Jaemin!" you shouted louder. He stopped turning to you.

"What?" he asked tone harsh. He had never spoken to you that way before. "It is not what it looks like," you began. He scoffed, "Oh really so what is it?" he asked. "I thought you told me you were over him," he stated. "I am," you exasperated through a short breath.

"So why doesn't he know that?" he asked wanting you to prove him wrong. To fight or something for him.

"Know what?" you heard his voice from behind you. You turned seeing Jeno walking closer to wear you and Jaemin stood. A small raindrop falls on your cheek. You sighed looking up at the sky annoyed with the timing over everything. Jaemin waiting in anticipation to hear your response. Jeno stood there still completely confused.

"Jeno I need to tell you something," you began. Jeno looked from Jaemin to you. You shook your head. This was not the way you wanted this to go. You wanted to speak with Jeno privately without an audience. Especially, after he planted one on you in front of everyone.

The rain began to pour as you stalled. Jaemin scoffed turning to walk away. "Unbelievable," he said. Jeno confused walked closer. "What is going on?" he asked eyes squinting at Jaemin and you. "What do I need to know?" he asked the two of you. Jaemin walked closer tongue poking the inside of his mouth.

"If she won't tell you I will," he said marching over, past you. "Jaemin," you called sternly. He looked over at you, hurt in his eyes but his anger wore like a mask. "What?" he asked. "Don't," you said lips forming a tight line. The rain began to pour harder. You could hear a few professors in the distance ushering the students inside.

"Jeno," you pushed past Jaemin. "I didn't want to do things like this," you said eyeing Jaemin. He didn't even budge. You huffed pinching at the ends of your robe. "Jeno," you called. His strong gaze was already on you. "Nothing," you said as you stormed off. You sent Jaemin a glare as you pushed past him again as you walked off.

The next couple of days were spent ignoring Jaemin. One of the nights you spent alone in the common room your studying had been interrupted by Jeno. He sat beside you in his pajamas. The fireplace lights up the space around you.

"Y/n it's late," he said sitting beside you. "You're still studying?" he asked looking down at your book. You nodded only paying half attention to him. "It helps me focus," you said flipping the page. You chewed on your lip as your eyes scanned the textbook. You tried your best to focus but Jeno sitting so close to you, freshly showered, made things difficult. You could tell by the few strains of his wet black hair that stuck to his forehead.

He chuckled eyes forming a smile. "Nothing has changed," he said sitting back. He sat there the rest of the time watching you study.

After two more hours, you finally shut the page with a yawn. He lifted up from the couch opening his eyes. You looked over at him with a smile. "You fell asleep," you said. He shook his head. "No," he slowly blinked. "Just was resting my eyes," you both laugh softly.

"Y/n," he called gently. "Yes," you responded. "Are we okay?" he asked. You looked over at him lost. "Why would think we were not?" you asked. He sighed shifting his weight to face you. "I just," the words fell from his lips a small frown forming. "Ever since the day with Jaemin we haven't spoken much and what he said has been lingering in my mind. I didn't want to pressure you into saying anything but I saw you here and figured I asked," he confessed.

You sighed placing your books to the side. You turned to face Jeno better. "Jeno I love you. I love you so much but I've waited for this for so long. For you to notice me. Pay attention to me. To love me the way I loved you, but truthfully I've realized that I've moved on from that longing. I love supporting you and being by your side," you said with a warm smile placing your hands over his.

"But that is as far as my love goes for you," you said trying your best to let him down easy. Jeno wouldn't deny his hurt. But if there was anything he learned from last time he wouldn't get angry and walk away. So instead he swallowed his pain and nodded understanding.

"I won't lie it hurts to hear that you don't see me that way. But I'm grateful to know that you still enjoy my company," he said with a sad smile. He stood up from the couch letting his hands slip from yours. "You are a good person Y/n and a great friend," he said accepting defeat. "I'm sure you will make anyone that you invite into your life happy," he said.

"Make sure they understand how much of an honor it is to have you in their life," he said leaning down and placing a kiss on your forehead then he walked away.

This time you didn't feel sad. You only felt warmth. It was time to let the fantasy of Jeno go and accept the fact that you were in love with Jaemin even if you were upset with him.

Jaemin had seen Jeno in the courtyard about a month later since you two had fought. His arm hung around a Hufflepuff girl. The two enhancing flirty glances and giggles. He walked past the couple a small smile on his lips. Walking further into the school he found you sitting on the steps. Hair wrapped up and pencil between your teeth. He made his way to you without you noticing.

"Y/n," he said. You sent him a "hm," as a response to being involved with your story to look up. He usually found you hear reading or studying. He'd always come to bother you. Disturb your peace. This was the first time he was here to apologize.

"Darling," he called softy foot gently tapping against yours. You couldn't deny the nickname caused a small shift in your mood. You knew what he was here. You just didn't want to give in too easily. He huffed rolling his eyes knowing you purposefully ignoring him. He sat beside you placing his bag between his feet.

"Why do you ignore me?" he asked nudging your shoulder. You tried to bite back your smile. He smiled teasingly knowing if there was something he truly could at was annoying you. He watched you try to hide your smile and it only made him want to try and grab your attention more.

"Darling," he sang leaning his head down. He sighed resting back. "Fine. Then I shall just wait here for you to speak," he said. And he truly did. He waited a total of ten minutes before you were finished with your book. "Oh Jaemin I did not realize you were there," you acted as if you were surprised. Jaemin scoffed causing you to chuckle. You quiet your laughter though.

"I'm still upset with you," you said crossing your arms over your chest book dangling in your hands. Jaemin leaned over trying to get your eyes to look at him. "I understand, and i'm sorry," he said. You looked over at him soft expression on his face.

"I'm sorry," he said again sincerely reaching his finger out to touch your hand. You let him allowing him to bring you closer to him. "Darling," he spoke. "Yes?" you asked. "May I take you out this weekend?" he asked. You let out a small chuckle. "You are finally asking me?" he blushed a bit turning his cheek away. You were awed at his flushed face.

"Is that a yes?" he asked. You nodded, "Yes," you said. He reached down placing a kiss on your lips.

There the two of you were laying in each other's arms. Wrapped in a blanket and staring at the moon. You had fallen asleep in Jaemin's arms exposed body covered with both the comfort and heat of his. He smiled fingers grazing against your skin and placing a kiss on the side of your head.

Soon after a few beats your heart he fell asleep as well dreaming of you.

Hogwarts truly does dream a night. Which happened to have been the title of the book you had written and placed on Renjun's pillow with a small note thanking him all those years ago for the 1,000 Magical Herbs and Fungi he had given you. Giving him a gift and finally discovering what you wanted to do after your time at Hogwarts. You wanted to become a writer and you had given your best friend the first draft of your piece.

Fin

OMG, I finally finished. I am so sorry for the long wait but if I'm truly being honest I was just lacking in creativity. I kept crashing and burning when I first started writing the final part. So I put it off for a while. But now I was finally able to get back up on my feet and complete it. Thank you all for reading my series Hogwarts Dreams at Night. I hope you enjoyed this series just as much as I did and please look forward to my future work!

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He spent hours on dedication to his craft. He had cooked, fried, and boiled any dish you could imagine. He was the best. Xiaojun was known for his perfect taste buds and his exquisite scent to spot delicacy dishes. One of those delicacy dishes is you.

The restaurant doors were locked and shut down for the rest of the night. The only lights that remained on were the main area of the restaurant where you sat. Everyone went home and like normal Xiaojun stood behind to perfect the newest plate they’d add to the dessert menu, Soufflé.

However, you had showed up after being invited to try his soufflé. It tasted as good as it smelled. Everything about the soufflé was perfect. The texture, the taste, and even the presentation were always spot on. You weren’t supposed to, Xiaojun had an eye for ideal presentation. Especially when it came to food. Xiaojun brought the spoon up to your lips for you to try. You hummed savoring the chocolate flavor. It was truly delicious.

Not too long after he had you spread on the table legs wide while he buried his face between your thighs sucking on your clit and swallowing your juices. Tongue swirling around your bundle of nerves tasting every bit of you. You were his favorite flavor. His tongue worked fast fingers thrusting into from below. He hummed against your pussy his nose rubbing against your clit. Taking in the sweet scent of your core.

You moaned loudly head falling back. Elbows propped and holding you up on the table. “Fuck,” you cursed looking down and seeing Xiaojun move his fingers from inside you to his mouth. Tongue replacing his fingers after he sucked them clean. He closed his eyes enjoying your taste.

He pulled back licking his lips. Some of your juices drizzled down his chin. He licked it humming at the taste. Eyed hung looking into your smirk on his lips. He leaned closer to you inches from your lips.

You wrapped your arms around his neck. Eyes twinkling as they looked into his. You jerked your neck. “Tell me how I taste,” you asked. He looked down at your thighs and then back at you. Little black hairs fell to his forehead.

“Sweet,” he said placing a gentle peck on your lips. “Savory,” he said placing another on your lips. You giggled. His hands fell to your waist pulling you closer. He stood directly between your legs. You could feel his hardened dick through his pants.

“My favorite meal,” he said a small smirk on his lips. He pulled you close engulfing his lips with yours in a passionate kiss. Ready to completely devour you.

The End ;)

Hope you enjoyed it! Xiaojun is my WayV bias so it was about time I wrote something for him.

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