22. “Be good for me and spread your legs.”, 33. “If I have to pull over this car, you won’t be able to walk for a week.”, 28. “You take my fingers so well baby.”
You sighed as you looked out the car window, the raindrops cascading down the window, wasn’t this every young girl’s dream? Being a real princess. If it was like the fairytales, sure it would be fun but it was nothing like that. You had many responsibilities and lessons to learn, your life was spent mainly hidden behind closed doors as you learned the ins and out of being royalty so that you would be prepared for the day when you became queen. You didn’t get to just sit around and be pampered and you didn’t have many friends. Not all royalty was like this but your family was constantly in fear of something happening to you so you were kept sheltered away.
The only people close to you were the ones who your family deemed safe. The only people your age you were around were the handmaids and your bodyguard. You would see people your age at the occasional ball and you never were around any young men unless your parents were trying to find the man to wed you off to. The only male your age you were around was your bodyguard.
You let out another sigh and your bodyguard cleared his throat from the driver’s seat of the car, “What is on your mind miss?”
“My parents keep sending me out to go on dates with these princes and they are all just so drab. I am so tired of it.”
“Well you are an adult and usually you would have already had a husband chosen for you but your parents gave you time.”
“I should just marry you Jeno.”
You were sitting on the passenger side in the back and you noticed the way he gripped the wheel tighter.
Jeno and you had started playing a dangerous game a few years back. When you were younger you had an older man as your bodyguard but he was replaced with Jeno, and with your persistent flirting the two of you ended up messing around.
“I really don’t want to go meet this man. Why don’t we just go back home.”
“Your parents would fire me if I did that.”
“Hmm but I need you Jeno.”
You pouted when you noticed he wasn’t going to give in.
You placed one foot on the center console and spread your legs out to entice him. You had on a skirt but there were pantyhose underneath. You started to lightly touch yourself and let soft moans escape your lips.
“Ahh Jeno, please.’’
He looked back quickly and cursed under his breath then focused back on the road.
“Don’t do this right now miss.”
You started to move your fingers faster against your clit and moan louder.
“If I have to pull over this car, you won’t be able to walk for a week.”
“That’s what I want you to do Jeno. Now please.”
Jeno looked around for a place to park and found a private parking garage. You stopped touching yourself as he paid for parking and then he drove into a dark corner. You unbuckled your seatbelt as he opened the door opposite of you. His gaze was dark, and you could tell he was pissed but turned on. You had been very busy recently and hadn’t been able to do this in a while.
He sat down in the car and closed the door behind him, his eyes never leaving yours. You spread your legs towards him and beckoned him over. He crawled towards you, hovering over you. He pressed his nose against yours, his eyes still locked onto yours.
You started to get nervous under his intense gaze.
“Hi.”
He smirked, “Hi.”
He leaned and connected his lips with yours, and you wrapped your arms around his neck pulling him in closer.
You kissed each other with so much passion, so much need. Both of you having built up sexual frustration over the past few weeks of being so close but unable to touch each other. He rubbed his hand over your aching heat and groaned at feeling your pantyhose. He pulled back from the kiss for a moment to grab and rip your pantyhose right down the middle.
“Fuck Jeno, you could have taken them off.”
He kissed you again, “Too much work.”
He pushed your panties to the side and pulled away from the kiss to wet his middle and ring finger in his mouth. Then he kissed you again as he pushed two fingers into you. You moaned into his mouth at the contact, “Going so fast Jeno.”
“We have to be quick okay. I would love to spend all night in this car with you but we can’t be very late for the meeting.”
He curled his fingers inside of you, immediately finding your most sensitive spot. He knew your body so well.
He pulled away from the kiss, his lips smeared red from your lipstick. He kissed down your neck leaving faint red marks from your lipstick down your neck.
You moaned out and fidgeted underneath him. He started to curl his fingers faster, trying to pull an orgasm from you.
He leaned back and watched his fingers inside of you, and he groaned as he watched his fingers coated with your wetness.
“You take my fingers so well baby.”
You reached to grab his arm, trying to slow him down.
“Ahhh too much Jeno.”
“You can take it.”
He grabbed your hands and pinned them above your head, up against the car door.
You tried to tighten your thighs around him but he kept them pushed apart with his thighs. You gasped loudly as you came around his fingers, your chest moving rapidly as you shook.
“Good girl, I told you that you could do it.”
He kissed your forehead then pulled his fingers out of you. You let your body relax and he let go of your hands above your head.
He undid his belt, and unzipped his pants, pushing them and his boxers down his thighs just enough for his dick to pop free.
You reached down and gripped it, stroking it a few times. He sucked in a breath and shuddered at the feeling.
“I wanna suck on it.”
You ran your finger over the tip, collecting the precum, and you sucked that finger into your mouth tasting it.
He gripped your chin, turning your gaze up to him. “As much as I would love to feel you choking on my cock, we can’t get that pretty little face of yours that messy. Plus we know you become a dumb cock slut when I let you suck on it.”
He ran his thumb over your bottom lip and you took it into your mouth, sucking.
He pulled his thumb away and smirked, “So good for me.”
“Please... Daddy, I want to suck on your cock.”
He froze, “What did you just call me?”
You bit your lip, “Daddy?”
“Baby, you know what that does to me. Are you wanting me to punish you?”
“You did promise me that you would fuck me until I couldn’t walk.”
“Don’t test me, baby. You might regret it. I am doing my best to not make a mess of you but I won’t be able to hold back if you keep this up.”
“Daddy, please.”
He groaned and leaned back admiring you as he stroked his cock.
“Be good for me and spread your legs.”
You bit your finger as you stared at him, slowly spreading your legs open for him.
He let out a heavy breath through his nose and his shoulders relaxed.
He moved in between your thighs, leaning over you, he placed his hand next to your head on the seat. He rubbed the head of his cock over your clit, then down to your core, and back up.
You wrapped your legs around his hips, “Please fill me up, daddy.”
He pushed inside of you slowly, and you clawed at his shirt as he filled you full.
“So fucking tight for me. Gonna have to start fucking you more just to stretch you back out.”
You whimpered and arched your back up.
“Did you miss my cock baby?”
“Y-yes so much. So fucking much.”
“Missed your pussy baby.”
He grabbed onto the car door to steady himself and started to thrust fast. Your whole body moving with each thrust. He thrust particularly hard and your head hit against the door and you both chuckled. He leaned down close and placed his hand over the top of your head to cushion it as he continued to thrust into you hard and fast. His hand hit against the door with each thrust. He buried his face down in your shoulder and groaned, “Fucking feel so good.”
You tightened your legs around his waist and he reached down, grabbing your hip to give himself a better angle.
He moved from your shoulder to look into your eyes, the two of you sharing a loving gaze at that moment. When you said you should just marry him, you meant it, because you truly did love him but your parents would never allow such a thing. You wrapped your arms around his neck and he leaned down to kiss you. Your lips connected in a passionate kiss and your foreheads rubbed together as he continued to thrust into you. Sweat from his forehead fell onto yours.
He leaned back from you, and you let your arms fall from around his neck. He grabbed the underside of your thighs, pushing your body in half so he could reach an even better angle in you.
He hit a certain spot that made you gasp and desperately grab onto the seat.
“Right there, please don’t stop.”
His fingers dug into your thighs as he started to thrust faster at the perfect angle. You couldn’t help the loud gasping moans that escaped your lips as he pushed you closer and closer to the edge.
You reached out and grabbed his arms, leaving scratch marks down them, your body arched, your eyes close shut, and your thighs shook around him as you came.
Jeno continued to thrust fast, trying to prolong your orgasm as long as he could.
You had stopped breathing, holding your breath as you came, when you took a deep breath and opened your eyes you saw him staring at you.
“Such a pretty girl when you cum on my cock.”
He moved his hands to your hips and started to move even faster, chasing his own orgasm.
“Gonna cum inside me daddy?”
He groaned, his head falling forward.
“Just gonna impregnate you so you are mine. Want you all for myself.”
“Yeah, pump me full daddy. Make me yours.”
His eyebrows furrowed and his breaths got heavy as he was about to reach his high.
You ran your nails down his arms and that sent him over the edge. He moaned deeply and his hips moved sporadically as he came inside of you.
His body tensed then relaxed and he leaned forward against you. You started to pet his head and he relaxed even more against you.
Neither of you wanted to move because you knew the moment that he moved it meant you needed to head to meet up with the man you might end up marrying that wasn’t Jeno.
He massaged your sides with his hand and laid still inside of you, his cum leaking out around his softening cock.
“Baby, we really need to go. I can cover for a bit by saying traffic and we had to stop for a moment to grab something because you weren’t feeling well but it will be suspicious.”
You let out a heavy sigh, “Please just a bit longer.”
He let his head rest against you for about a minute longer then leaned up and kissed your lips then your forehead.
“We have to go now.”
He finally fully pulled out and you whimpered at both the sticky feeling and also the loss of contact. He leaned up and grabbed wipes from the front and wiped you clean.
He cleaned you up then kissed you one final time before moving back to the front to drive the car.
You sat in the back trying to make yourself look presentable again. You caught Jeno’s eyes on you several times.
The ride to the restaurant was silent other than the soft hum of the car. Once you got there he opened the car door, and when you were about to step past him he stopped you.
“Please don’t fall for him. I really want you all for myself.”
You stared into his eyes and smiled softly, “I promise.”
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GENRES || Enemies to Lovers AU, College AU, Slowburn, Angst, Fluff, Frat AU.
SUMMARY || You had never met someone more infatuating than Dong Sicheng. Spilling coffee on you and taking your seats during classes were just a few things he did to make you hate him immensely. And you had a rule which you always followed when you made an enemy: they had five strikes to get back to your good book or to make you love them again. And Sicheng seemed very very much interested in getting every single of those five strikes.
Or, in which, after an heated encounter with Dong Sicheng, you find yourself in a roller coaster of emotions
WARNINGS || Slight Angst, Profanities
WC || 3.2k
A/N || This fic is for Hannah @svchengss I’m so so sorry this is soooo late I honestly had a whole ass different fic planned for you and half way through writing it (2k) I realised that I could never get that done as it just wasn’t feeling right. But I promise you one day when I finally publish that fic I’ll tag you! Also sorry if this fic is bad enemies to lovers or college au isn't really one of my strongest suits and I tried my level best! Also, this fic was inspired by @ireneissance ‘s Three Strikes! Do give it a read it’s wonderful!
EVENT || Part of the fic exchange event by @moonlight-additions and @cherryutas thank you for letting me take part in this wonderful event!!
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╼ 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐈
“Dong Sicheng.”
The cold voice rang out clear enough for the entire classroom to stop its mayhem and look at the duo, who earlier this week had caused a scandal big enough to spread throughout the college campus in a rapid fire.
The said boy looked up from his notebook, equally annoyed eyes meeting the voice of the owner as he frowned at her asking her to continue.
“You are sitting on my seat.” Y/N gritted, trying not to make a scene in front of the class like last time, when he had bumped into her in the cafeteria, spilling her coffee and then refusing to buy her a new one.
This wouldn’t have been so known in the college if either of them didn’t burst into a shouting competition, which ended with them having to be finally pulled apart by their friends.
“Really? I don’t see your name over here. Or do you, perhaps, own this seat?” He asked coolly, not even making attempts to move.
The class held its breath as the students now watched you turn visibly angry, your pretty brows crinkling in disbelief at his audacity.
“Do you,” she began slowly just to make sure he was well aware, “even know who I am?”
Now he raised his eyebrows.
“Does it make a difference?”
She sucked in a breath, trying to keep her composure. She really didn’t want to lash out at him. No point wasting your time and beauty on someone so infuriating.
“Look here Sicheng. You have exactly five strikes to make me love you, so do NOT waste them I’m warning you.”
“Love me? Why the fuck do I want you to love me? And five strikes for what exactly?”
She ignored the first question, going for the second instead.
“Once I mark down an enemy, I give them exactly five strikes to get on to the better side of me. Because trust me, you do not want me as your enemy.”
It was true. No one definitely wanted her as their enemy. She was, after all, one of their professor’s daughter. One of the most strict professors. And the last thing they wanted was to cross him and get themselves into trouble.
But to her dismay, Sicheng just shrugged.
“Really. You aren't worth getting back into your good books.”
Even though his comment hit her like a blow, she covered the hurt on her face quickly. She opened her mouth to retort back but was interrupted immediately.
“Sicheng! Y/N! What’s this commotion I’m seeing!” Their attention snapped back to the professor who had walked in. Her cheeks burned with embarrassment as she realised she was the only one standing up whilst everyone else had sat down already.
Embarrassed, she quickly sat down on the empty seat beside his.
“Meet me after class, the two of you.”
She glared at him and he glared back, before turning back to his notebook.
“Strike one.” You muttered under your breath.
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“Fuck you.” She muttered, as she forcefully pulled out the weed from the soil, nearly uprooting the rose plant along with it.
“Careful. You definitely don’t want to be responsible for replanting those roses again.” Sicheng warned her, to which she just gave him a look of “I-know-what-I’m doing-mind-your-own-business”.
Sicheng and her had ended up being assigned to garden and tend the rose bushes in front of their college along with the gardener, who right now, had gone for a little break. This activity was supposed to be a ‘bonding time’ like the professor had instructed but Y/N really couldn’t see herself and Sicheng bonding anytime soon.
“Well, it’s all your fault we are here.” She snapped.
“My fault? How was it my fault? If you hadn’t demanded that seat was yours and just sat down on the seat next to me-”
“I’ve been sitting there for the whole week!” She exclaimed, nearly falling down in her excitement.
He shrugged.
“Doesn’t make it yours honestly.”
She humphed, and went back to working wondering when it would be lunch time soon so that she could get a break from him.
“You are gonna hurt yourself like this.” She said all of a sudden, as she noticed the way he was cutting the branches of the rose. He too, like her, ignored her advice.
And no sooner had those words escaped her mouth, Sicheng let out a gasp as one of the thorns pushed into his skin.
He yanked the gloves out of his hand, and cursed lightly at the sight of the thorn stuck in his finger.
She tsked at him as he began to take it out, causing him to stop. He looked at her dryly and she beckoned him closer to her. Sicheng rolled his eyes but nonetheless edged closer to her.
Taking his hands in her now ungloved ones, she expertly pulled out the thorn from his finger. It was done so fast he didn't even have the time to reach.
Sicheng stared at his finger in amazement, as he watched a small trickle of blood come out.
"Come on." She said, throwing away the thorn and standing up. He looked up at her in confusion.
"Where to? We aren't done yet-"
"We need to apply antiseptic and a band aid on that." She pointed, already hopping out of the soil onto the hard pavement. Then looking at him she said again, " We don't want that to become infectious now, do we?"
Sicheng stared at her. All of a sudden, it was like she was a whole different person. Now that they weren't fighting like usual, he wondered why others called her "sweet", a value he was always sceptical about associating with her.
She waved at him.
"Earth to Sicheng? Are you okay? Or did you lose too much blood?" She snickered.
Her snide remark jolted him back to the present, and he rolled his eyes and quickly got up, following her inside.
The coolness of Y/N's room was a blessing against the sweltering heat they had to garden in.
Presently, Sicheng found himself sitting on the bed next to the girl he detested the most, as she took out the ointment and band aid.
himself sitting on the bed of the girl he hated the most, right next to Y/N. His hand was on hers and all of a sudden the room seemed to feel hot.
Gently, she dabbed the ointment on his finger and it stung a little, causing him to wince.
She looked at him concerned and for a second Sicheng felt his heart stop.
“Are you okay?” She asked softly. He opened his mouth to speak but no sound came out as he stared at her instead. The sunlight coming from the window beside her bed lit her up, accenting her features more. Her hair stuck on to her slightly sweaty forehead but somehow he found that it made her look more natural. …And more beautiful. Despite being sweaty, he could still get a whiff of her soap, and Sicheng felt his stomach flip a little.
He gulped, trying to remember her question. What was that she had asked?
She raised an eyebrow at him and he felt his cheeks burn, as he looked away hastily clearing his throat.
“Uh, I-”
The door to her room opened with a bang, causing both of them to jump apart, not that they were doing anything inappropriate.
“Hey baby.” Jung Jaehyun strode into the room confidently, and Sicheng watched as Y/N’s face broke into one of the brightest smiles he had ever seen.
Confidently, Jaehyun leaned down and pecked her lips, and she let out a small giggle.
Suddenly Sicheng felt a sharp pain in his chest, and he frowned, wondering what even was this emotion.
“Hi, Jae! How did you know I’ll be in my room?” She asked, still smiling at him like a person madly in love. Which she probably was.
“I didn’t actually know you’d be there here. I, uh, came to get my jacket!” She didn’t seem to notice him stuttering but a small part of Sicheng was nagging as the scene he had seen a few days ago kept replaying in his mind. If she was his girlfriend then who was she?
“Ah yeah! You left it last night!” She said, reaching for something behind her bed and pulling out a leather jacket. She handed it over to him with a smile.
“Hey!” Jaehyun said, acknowledging Sicheng for the first time. Maybe it was his imagination, but he could surely see the panic in his eyes. Did he know that Sicheng had seen that?
“Hey man. How are you?” He asked, to which the other boy just shrugged.
“Good good. By the way, Johnny invited us over to his house tomorrow. Both of you too. So you better be ready okay?” Jaehyun said, waving them goodbye and zooming out of the room faster than he had come in. No sooner had the door closed in front of them, Sicheng whipped towards Y/N as she quietly put the band-aid on his finger, a small smile still lingering on her face.
“Jaehyun is your boyfriend?” He asked incredulously.
She raised an eyebrow.
“Yeah and?”
He opened his mouth to tell her what he had seen but for some reason, he couldn’t get himself to tell her the truth. Maybe it was the fact that he didn’t want to see her heartbroken.
“He’s an asshole.”
The words slipped out of his mouth before he could even comprehend what he was saying.
“Excuse me?” She screamed, pushing herself away from him.
“I said, he’s an asshole.”
“Oh is that so? You know who else is? You.” She spat, venom in her every word.
Sicheng felt his patience snap as he looked at her annoyed.
“Maybe I am. But he’s a bigger asshole. And honestly you would be the biggest one if you didn’t believe me.”
He felt himself fall from her bed onto the hard floor as Y/N pushed him off her bed, seething with rage.
“Asshole.” She hissed. “Get out of here. I don’t even want to be anywhere near you.”
Sichneg got up nonchalantly, brushing himself up. He walked towards the door, and finally looked at her once more before leaving.
“Trust me, you’ll regret loving him.”
“Strike two!”
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“Do you think this looks good on me?” She muttered, looking at herself in the mirror. She saw the girl beside her roll her eyes, clearly bored with her long choosing process.
“Goddammit Y/N! You look good in all! Just pick one!” Minjeong groaned, tired of the long shopping session they had. Their hands were overflowing with bags of clothes but Y/N still couldn’t seem to decide on the perfect clothes.
“Hmm but I want a perfect one for Jae!” She giggled. Her best friend sighed angrily, before walking up and throwing her original clothes at her.
“Wear these. Or I’m leaving you this instant.”
Y/N frowned at her hurriedness, but nonetheless changed back to her clothes and stepped out of the dressing room.
She walked out of the dressing room and straight to the counter, where Minjeong was already billing for her clothes. Finally paying for her things and being handed her bags, she rounded around only to bump straight into someone.
Her bags fell from her hand and she let out a small oof.
“Oh it’s you again.”
The familiar voice caused her to look at the speaker, and she scowled at Sicheng.
“What are you doing here?” She asked, irritated to see him.
He raised an eyebrow too.
“What, do you own the store too now?” He snockered.
“You shouldn’t step outside. There’s people outside who look like they want your head on a platter.”
“Aww, jealous?”
“Jealous of you?” She snickered. Sicheng rolled his eyes, before bending down to pick up her bags and handing them to her.
She looked at him in surprise as she took the bag from him, still unclear on why he helped her.
“We should stop fighting over petty stuff.” He leaned in and whispered, before walking away. She whipped around to stare at his reiterating figure, only for her thoughts to be broken by Minjeong’s laughter.
“Your cheeks are burning oooh!”
Y/N turned away embarrassed, before pulling her still laughing best friend out of the shop.
“That will be strike three Sicheng.”
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“Hey, what are you doing here?” Sicheng asked, frowning at the girl sitting all alone in the corner of the room. The room was very poorly lit and he couldn’t see her face clearly, so he sat down beside her.
Y/N turned towards him sniffling, and he froze as he saw her tear stricken face.
“Y-Y/N? What’s wrong? What happened?” He asked her, trying to hide the worry in his voice.
“Sicheng.” She whispered, in the most vulnerable voice and he felt himself automatically wrap his arms around her. She too leaned into his touch. “Sicheng I’m sorry.”
“What are you sorry for?” He asked.
She looked up at him and he felt his heart shatter into a million pieces. What had happened?
“I-I’m sorry for c-calling you an asshole. You were right about Jae-” She broke down into tears once more, unable to complete her sentence. He pulled her into a crushing hug, as though it would stop her pain. “I’m sorry. I should have trusted you-”
“Hey hey hey. Shh. Calm down first okay?” he whispered, gently patting her back. "Of course you wouldn't trust me. It's not like we were on good terms."
"I should have listened to you." She mumbled into his t-shirt again, and he guessed that she was drunk.
He dearly wanted to let her go and find Jaehyun, and give him the lunch he deserved but a small part of him didn't want to let go of Y/N. It was as though if he let her go, she might get hurt again.
"I'm sorry. I should have explained to you why. This is partly my fault too." He muttered into her hair, rocking her gently.
She looked up at him once more and Sicheng felt his heart stop. She looked so beautiful that he wanted to pause this moment just to stare at her forever.
"Why didn't you tell me then, though?" She asked.
He gulped, and decided to tell the truth.
"Because I didn't want to break your heart."
The yellow light was throwing a faint glow on her face as she stared at him with slightly parted lips. He felt his breath flatter as she leaned in slightly.
And before he knew, her lips were on his, kissing him gently. He felt her clutch the collar of his t-shirt tightly as he pulled her in closer with a quick jerk, wanting to feel her touches more.
His head was spinning like crazy, and the more he tried to figure out what was going on, the more he found himself lost.
It was like the only thing in his mind was the feeling of her lips against his, the softness of her clothes under his fingertips…
Sicheng had kissed many girls before from his thousand different flings and girlfriends but kissing Y/N was somehow different. It felt more...natural. And it felt more true.
The kiss was over too soon in his opinion and the next thing he knew, he was staring at her swollen lips, the urge to kiss her again much stronger.
But she was drunk and he didn't want to do something that might cause her to regret later.
Slowly, she leaned in so that their lips were brushing against each other's.
"That's strike four. For not telling me."
He found himself laughing as he got up, pulling her with him.
"You'll be thanking me later. But now let's get you home." And he prayed that she got over Jaehyun as quickly as his heart was beating right now.
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The door to the small cafe swung open, revealing a shivering man as he quickly stepped inside. Once he was inside the warm and comfortable coffee shop he stopped shivering, looking around for someone.
Sicheng's eyes finally landed on Y/N's, as she waved at him happily.
He walked over to her, taking a seat opposite to her.
"Hello." She said sheepishly.
"Hello. How are you?" Sicheng asked, smirking at her shy attitude.
"Good good. How's your holiday going on?" She asked.
Y/N had asked him whether he wanted to meet up during the holidays in her favourite cafe, to which he immediately agreed. Even though he didn't want to look too eager, he didn't want to lose this opportunity to meet her too.
What he had never told her was during this small friendship which had bloomed between them, he had fallen madly in love with her. His mind kept wandering back to that night when they had kissed, but she never mentioned it, nor did he bring it up assuming that she had forgotten it.
Nonetheless, he loved everything about her. Her stubbornness, her laughter, her beauty and her everything.
Even though he saw her everyday, it was like he was falling in love with her every time he saw her.
Even now, as he saw her smile at him, he felt his head go dizzy at her beauty.
"I hope you don't mind but I ordered my favourite cake for you!" She said, peering at him curiously.
"Nooo I don't want to try what you like!" He whined. Her face fell a little and Sicheng felt his heart break a little but he suppressed it for the laughter bubbling inside him. "That's alright. I'll get you something else-"
"I was joking." He grinned.
She opened her mouth and closed it, trying to process what he had just said. Then she glared at him, pouting at him.
They talked for a long time, eating their cakes and drinking their coffee after which they decided to go for a walk in the park.
Sicheng made sure to walk close to her, but he didn't have the courage to wrap his arm around her and pull her in closer.
“Oh look!” She said suddenly, pointing at the sky. He looked up to see tiny snowflakes fall from the sky, and he looked at Y/N again. He felt his heart explode to see her happy, as the snow fell in her head like a halo, making her look like an angel.
Her eyes flicked to his and she stared back at him, time frozen for both of them.
Slowly, her eyes fluttered close and Sicheng saw her lean into him slowly. He felt something pull him towards her too, as he gently wrapped his arms around her waist.
But just before her lips touched his, he moved his face a little, a wicked smile on his face. Her lips met his cheeks and she drew back horrified, but then glared at him as she saw his smirk.
“Sicheng! Strike five!” He felt her push herself away from him.
“Just kidding!” He said hastily, quickly pressing his lips on her. He wasn’t going to waste his strikes. Not this time at least.
A/N: Please do tell me what you think about this story!! I worked really hard on it and I would love to know everyone’s thoughts on it~ Comments and reblogs are appreciated!
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“Baby.”
You ignored him, trying very very hard to get some sleep. You really wished you hadn’t sat for a whole Harry Potter movie marathon for New Year’s night but how could you refuse your boyfriends cute pouty whines? But halfway through the first movie, it was very evident that Bang fucking Chan’s intentions weren’t even to watch the movies. It was just an evil excuse to cuddle you and pepper you with kisses.
Which, you didn’t mind of course but watching movies straight from 6 PM to 12 AM wasn’t really healthy and you had had a tired day already (holidays were tiresome) and wanted to just go to sleep.
“Baby, are you sleeping?”
You suppress your desire to slap him.
“I’m trying to.”
“So I uh, just wanted to let you know that I’m going to be loud-”
“What?” Never in your life had you turned towards Chan this fast, still unable to believe what your ears were hearing. Was he talking about that?
“-because I’m hungry and my tummy is rumbling.”
No sooner had the words left his mouth did you hear a loud growling sound coming from his stomach. And for some reason, you found it really funny and let out a giggle.
“What’s so funny?” He whined, pouting at you while puffing his cheeks.
You grabbed his cheeks between his palm before quickly pressing a soft kiss on his lips.
“Nothing nothing. Just that…you look like a baby. A cute baby saying he is hungry.” You said, accentuating your voice to make yourself sound like you were talking to your five year old niece.
But Chan loved that you were babying him despite him annoying you and it was very evident in the smile growing on his face.
“So, uh, since I was thinking…let’s make something?”
You blanched at his words.
“Make something? Do you even know what time it is?”
“Yes, I know it’s 1 am, but I want cupcakes.”
“Go get yourself something from the fridge.” You grumbled, turning away from him to go back to your attempt of sleeping.
“But baby,” Chan whined, snaking his arms around your waist and pulling you flush against his chest. You cursed yourself for melting under his warmth and touch, snuggling into him even more closer. “The food will be so cold! And it won’t have our love in it! You don’t want your lover to be all cold and shriveled up now, do you?”
“You are already shriveled up, you old man.” You muttered, forcefully closing your eyes, trying not to laugh at the sound of Chan's dramatic gasp.
“Y/N! What are you saying? How can you not love an old shriveled up goose like me!”
“Goose-”
Fifteen minutes later, you found yourself seated on the kitchen counter, legs around your boyfriend's waist as the two of you kissed and finally got to enjoy slightly burnt cookies.
“Good morning love.”
You smiled involuntarily at his husky voice, eyes opening only half to see Chan's equally smiling face. His hair was all ruffled up causing your heart to flutter a little.
“Good morning. Did you sleep well?” You whispered, snuggling closer into him.
“Too well. You must have poured all your love into those cookies because they were too good.”
You laughed lightly, feeling his arms wrap around your body as you pressed your ear next to his chest, hearing his heart hammer under your touch.
“Happy New Year.”
“Happy New Year love. I wish only the best for this year.”
“What did you dream of?” You asked softly.
“Our wedding.”
You looked up at him shocked, hoping your cheeks were not as heated up as you felt them to be. But Chan's smirk was definitely telling something else.
“W-What?” You stammered, clearly not ready for his cheekiness this early in the morning. (Well it was almost 12 in the afternoon but hey they two of you slept late-)
Bang Chan smirked his knowing smirk, gently caressing your hair.
“What what? Don’t you want to get married to me? Or do you prefer someone else other than this old shriveled up goose?”
“I- What no.” You muttered, looking down as more blood rushed into your cheeks. “I didn’t mean that. And don’t call yourself a goose.”
“Well good. I can surprise propose you then.”
You rolled your eyes.
“Surprise propose me? No thank you. I don’t want to get a heart attack.”
Secretly, you were in love with the idea though.
“Hahaha very funny Y/N. I can see the excitement in your eyes.”
“That’s it. I’m going to work.” You got up from his embrace but he pulled you back into his arms.
“It's January 1st, baby. Too much stressed from work? Or perhaps…want to get away from this old goose?”
“Shut the fuck up Chan.”
You pretended to be mad at Chan for quite some time. On the outside, you acted like you were offended by his jokes while on the inside you were dying at the antics he was doing just to get your attention.
Finally, the two of you settled down on the couch for another movie marathon, you smiling coolly at him while he stared at you with puppy eyes. But you were no fool. You knew, even now his extremely sharp brain was trying to work out on what he did wrong and how he could correct it.
The comfortable (at least according to you) silence was broken by the sudden pitter patter of rain drops falling against the window sill. (Why was it raining in winter? Climate was really messed up nowadays)
All of a sudden he exclaimed.
“Let’s dance in the rain!”
You looked at him dryly.
“Cliché, much?”
But Chan was already on his feet, pulling you up with him as he dragged you towards the open balcony of your shared apartment.
“Chan wait-”
But it was too late.
With a short tug and laugh from him, you were soon under in the rain. As the water seeped into your clothes, you shivered, visibly cold.
“Ch-Chan.” You chattered, clutching yourself. He smiled at you softly, causing your insides to warm up. All of a sudden you were struck for the millionth time by how handsome he looked. The soft light of the living room was throwing light on his face, his edges soft. The rain had caused his hair to stick on to his forehead but he looked breathtaking nonetheless.
He extended his hands towards you, which you gladly took. He pulled you in closer, but maintained a little distance between the two of you.
“Chan?” You asked softly.
“Hmm, love?”
“Can you- can you sing for me?”
His smile grew wider as he slowly twirled you, the two of you dancing in the rain as his beautiful voice stood out against the falling sound of the rain.
“Under the stars yeah yeah 24 to 25 bae.”
You smiled at the familiar song, finally stopping a hair breath away from his face. His eyes flicked to your lips and back to your eyes again. He stared at you with a smile reaching his eyes and you smiled back, your heart nearly fluttering out of your chest.
“I want a hug.” He said all of a sudden. You felt a bubble of laughter escape you, as you heard the slight whining tone in his voice
“Ask, and you shall receive.”
His eyes widened at your words, surprised that you had finally given in and he didn’t waste this opportunity.
“Can you hug me?” He asked softly and you immediately collapsed into his arms. You tried crushing him but Chan was stronger than you and hugged you even more fiercely. You felt a laugh rise in your chest at your silly competition and Chan let out a fake grunt to show the effort he was putting in.
“I love you so so much.” You whispered, and you felt him pull you apart. Leaning his forehead against yours, he stared into your eyes lovingly, causing your knees to feel like jelly.
“I love you too. I love you a lot.”
You smiled at him, pinching his cheeks slightly.
“Have I kissed you today?” You asked, feigning ignorance.
“You tell me. Do I look like I’ve been kissed enough today?”
“Hmmm.” You pretended to think.
“Y/N.” Chan whined, shaking you gently. “Why are you depriving me of your love?”
“I’m not! I’m just thinking whether or not-”
He shook you harder. “What’s there to think?” Then all of a sudden, he looked up before shouting, “Hey, look! Mistletoe.”
“Nope, I’m not kissing you.”
He yanked you towards him, causing the two of you to fall down on the slippery balcony. You struggled to get up, but he kept pulling you down. Soon, the air was filled with the two of you laughing and bantering.
“Let me go!”
“Only after you give me a kiss!”
“No!”
“Yes!”
And it went back and forth until you quickly pressed your lips against his. He immediately stopped struggling and pulled you in even more closer.
Finally the two of you broke apart, cheeks flushed and huge smiles on your faces.
“Y/N.” He murmured against your lips. “It’s the New Year. Shouldn’t we start with a new chapter?”
You blinked at him. “How so?”
Chan pressed a kiss against your lips. “Will you marry me?”
You smiled.
“Yes. Just stay with me.”
A/N: Please do tell me what you think about this story!! I worked really hard on it and I would love to know everyone’s thoughts on it~ Comments and reblogs are appreciated!
Pairing: rich kid! Sunghoon x rich kid! fem! reader
Genre: Angst, very light fluff
Word Count: 10.0k
-> The first time you met him was in the rain. He had looked so mysterious, so...enchanting. Everything drew you closer, making you want to know more about this boy that you met on one cold, rainy day.
Warnings: I don’t remember if I wrote any profanities, abusive family, major character death, car crash, there is a robbery scence, mentions of crontroling parents, there are two or three scences where reader was slapped by her mom, if you see any other I should add please do tell me!
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A/N: I would say sorry this took so long, but it’s 10k and I wrote this faster then I did with Goal! which was 7k so I’d ssy I’ve improved on my speed hehe It would be great if you guys can leave a reblog or comment telling me how the fic was!
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April 14th, 2020.
The first time you met him, it was raining.
The sky was dark and grey clouds were all that was visible, the sun was out of your sight. Everyone around you was either walking calmly under an umbrella or running around with their jackets or bags above their heads trying to keep themselves dry for as long as they could.
You sat under the roof of the bus stop, the roof provided you with a dry safe place for you to stay under until the rain stops. You watch as the people start to disappear, most of them starting to get picked up, or they’ve bought an umbrella from a nearby store, or just plainly walking in the rain unbothered.
The rain was calming. The sound of the small droplets hitting the ground was soothing in your ears after all of the scoldings you had gotten from your teacher just a few hours ago. The smell of the rain was pleasing, it was light and refreshing- unlike the heavy perfume that was in your face ever since you stepped inside of your high school.
You close your eyes to take in what was happening around you.
Without your sight, your hearing was enhanced and you could hear the little things that were happening around you. You could hear the splashes of rainwater when someone steps in a puddle, the sound of fabric fluttering against the wind when a person opens an umbrella, the joyful laughter of kids who are excited to play in the rain, and the sound of cars passing by- splashing water onto the side of the road.
As you enjoy the noise around you, you hear footsteps slowly making their way towards where you sat. The soft sounds of fabric fluttering around were getting closer, as a soft thud was heard right beside you.
You open your eyes, squinting slightly due to the sudden change in lighting. You look to your left, and there he sat.
He was soaking wet, water dripped down from the little strands of his black hair which he pushed back revealing his handsome face. From his outfit, you could tell he was a student, but you had no clue which school it was.
The boy was wearing a dark navy blue pair of pants and a white blouse, which was now see-through due to the water that it had soaked up. The view made the tips of your ears red and your heart beat, but you quickly shook that thought off- instead, you turned over to your bag before pulling out a hoodie that you always kept with you.
Softly tapping your finger on his shoulders, he turned around to face you. He stares at what was in your hand before he lifted his head to look at you. He had big round eyes and full plump lips, his cheeks had a soft layer of pink on them as it was getting quite cold, and he was wearing a wet outfit. You gesture with your head to your hoodie, telling him silently to use it.
He grabs the warm material from your hand before he turns back around to face the road in front of the two of you and puts the hoodie on. He ruffles his hair while shaking his head, trying to get it as dry as he could, before he puts the hood on and turns to face you again.
“Thank you.” His voice was surprisingly soft. He stares at you once again with those big eyes of his, and you could feel your face getting hot. His eyes were big, but they were dull- as if they’ve seen through everything in the world already and were disappointed. You wondered what the boy had seen to have such an expression in his beautiful eyes, but before you could even open your mouth, the boy looked away.
“You’re welcome.” You look away from the boy and back to the street before the two of you. A comfortable silence falling between the two of you. The both of you did nothing but sat there and watched as cars drove by and waited for the rain to stop, but the rain only started to pour even more. Sighing, you took a look at the boy again, only to find him staring at you already. The two of you quickly broke eye contact and looked away, red blooming on both of your faces. The boy softly clears his throat before he looks at you again.
“Hi,” you turn your head to look at him. “My name is Sunghoon.” He smiled. He hadn’t given you his last name, which was understandable since giving away your full name to a stranger was never a good choice.
You could feel the corners of your lips begin to lift themselves into a smile and you looked at him in the eyes again this time, his eyes had another expression to it- curiosity.
“Hi Sunghoon,” you say, breaking your eye contact before looking down at your hands, “my name is y/n.” you didn’t give him your last name either, not wanting a stranger- well, a handsome stranger to know your full name. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
Another wave of comfortable silence falls between the two of you. Grabbing your bag, you shuffle around inside to find your earphones before pulling them out of the bag. Plugging them into your phone you begin to play your playlist, a smile softly forming as your favorite song comes on; Spring Day.
Looking over to Sunghoon, you see that he was just staring out onto the road blankly, seeming bored. You once again poke his shoulder with your finger and you hold up the other earphone to him, silently asking him if he wants to join you in listening to music. Sunghoon looks at you before he reaches out and takes the earphone, whispering a soft thank you to you before he puts it in his ear. The soft melodies of Spring Day flow right in his ear and he smiles, realizing that his favorite song was playing.
Sunghoon begins to hum out the melodies he was hearing out of habit before he realized you were watching him. His face flushed red once again at the thought of you watching him hum, but all you did was smile and began humming the melodies that followed. The two of you locked eyes again, smiles growing wider than before, the two of you began to relax feeling strangely comfortable in each other’s presence and you both began to hum along with Spring day that was playing in both of your ears.
As the melodies come to an end, the rain does too as the grey clouds begin to go away and the sky cleared. The two of you stood up from where you sat for the past 15 minutes (which felt way longer for the both of you) and Sunghoon returned the earphone to you before he started to take the hoodie off.
“Oh, you don’t have to return that.” You told him, and he pauses. “Your shirt underneath is probably still wet so just wear this for now, and you can return it when we meet again.” You gave him a smile.
“We’ll meet again, right?” He smiled at you.
“Maybe.”
“Well then,” you pick up your bag, “Until next time then, Sunghoon.” You wave at him before you walk away, towards the direction of your house. You didn’t turn your head back when you walked away, but if you did then you would’ve known that Sunghoon watched you walk away with a smile until you were out of his field of vision.
“Until next time, y/n.”
And so, when the rain stopped, the two strangers parted ways.
April 23rd, 2020.
It was raining again.
And just like before, you were sitting in the bus stop under the dry haven the roof of the stop had provided you. This time, you had a cup of hot chocolate in your hands, warming you up slightly every time you took a small sip.
You were soaked through with rainwater- it had started raining when you were walking home, and as if it was fate, you arrived at the same bus station you met the boy- Sunghoon, last time.
Despite having a cup of hot chocolate in your hands, your body still shivered from the cold. Your flimsy white blouse doing a horrible job of keeping you warm and covered up as the white blouse was now see-through. You hug your backpack closer to your chest in hopes of warming yourself up and keeping your chest covered from the people who were walking down the streets under their umbrellas.
Everything was just like last time. People are running to get under cover or they are walking around in the rain unbothered. This time you don’t close your eyes. Instead, you looked around, focusing on the things you don’t really see when it wasn’t raining.
You watched as raindrops fell onto the windowpane beside you. The droplets stick to the window slowly moving downwards towards the ground. You watched as the small streaks collided with each other and formed into bigger droplets and bigger streaks. You reach out your hand towards the rain wanting to feel the small, cold droplets on your hand.
You feel a tap on your back and you turn to see Sunghoon smiling at you. You felt as if the world was suddenly silent as you looked into his eyes.
“Hey.” He says, his voice was like that of a feather- soft and gentle and his eyes were those like a child’s, they burned you with curiosity, excitement, and amusement.
“Hi.” You gave him a soft smile, which he returned- his eyes turning into small crescents. He holds out his hands and you look down at them.
“Here,” he hands you the hoodie you had lent him last time, “thank you again, for lending me this last time.” he smiles again, his cheeks rosy and his breath uneven.
“You’re welcome.” you take your hoodie back from his hands, and a soft smell of citrus fills your senses.
“I washed it since it was soaked in rainwater when I got back home, and it was the only thing I could do as a thank you for lending me this” he explained as he plopped onto the seat beside you- exactly where he sat the first time he had met you.
You put the hoodie on quickly, trying to cover yourself up from the boy beside you. Warmth immediately floods your body and the scent of citrus was stronger now that you had the hoodie on.
Silence fills the space between the two of you once again, and you look over to Sunghoon. He was looking down at his phone and was listening to music. You took this time to take a look at what he was wearing. This time, he had on a pair of black ripped jeans, with a white t-shirt, and a black blazer jacket on top, with some silver jewelry to match. You accidentally make eye contact with him as you begin to lift your eyes back up from studying him. You broke eye contact and quickly looked away while a bright red began to bloom on your face.
While trying to calm your fast-beating heart, you feel a soft tap on your shoulder and you look over, only to see Sunghoon smiling at you and offering one of his earphones to you. You smiled and mumbled a small thank you when you took his earphone and the soft tempo of Where the sea sleep began playing. The two of you listen to the song in silence, being completely comfortable with each other- despite it only being the second time you’ve met.
As the song came to an end, you quickly glanced at Sunghoon and you decided to ask more about him.
“How-”
“How-”
The two of you stopped before you both burst into joyful laughter. The earphone that was in your ear falls out and your laughter turns into giggles as you bend down to pick them up, Sunghoon’s laughter still ringing in your ear.
“You can go first-”
“You go first-”
Another wave of laughter hits the two of you as he gestures to you to go first. Taking small breaths, you try to calm yourself down.
“How have you been, Sunghoon?” You gave him a smile, your head tilting slightly watching him in curiosity.
“I’ve been...alright.” He returns your smile. “How about you?” You look away.
“It could be better,” you pause, “but I’ve been fine.”
Slowly, a conversation emerges between the two of you as you enjoy your time together. The music the two of you were listening to disappeared as you began to question each other about different things and got to know each other more.
Still in your own world, the two of you don’t notice that the sky had turned slightly darker and the rain was now slowly going away. As your small conversation ended, you noticed you knew a lot more things about him- nothing too personal, but definitely some interesting things such as the fact that he was a figure skater like you, or that he had the same birthday as you- the same year as well. You find it amazing how the boy in front of you had so many things in common with you.
Grabbing your bag, you stood up from where you sat, and you turned to face Sunghoon.
“Well,” you began, “I guess it’s time for me to go now.” You smiled at him, and you swear you saw Sunghoon’s eyes dim a little at the thought of saying goodbye. Sunghoon gets up as well, throwing his backpack over his right shoulder.
“It was great talking to you y/n,” you felt a small sliver make its way through your body as your name rolled off his tongue. “I hope we can do this again soon.”
“Yeah,” you smile and he waves before he turns around walking away, in the opposite direction of where you are going to go. “Me too.”
And so, when the rain stopped, the two newly made friends walked away.
May 5th, 2020
It’s raining, again.
Rushing to get out of the rain, you run towards the little bus station again, hoping that maybe you could see Sunghoon there later. As the bus station got in your line of sight, you could make out a figure inside the stop. You hesitated to go inside the stop as you didn’t want to bother the person inside, but the rain was getting heavier, so you stepped in.
Bunching up the ends of your skirt, you squeeze it hard trying to get your skirt to be somewhat drier. Wet strands of hair were sticking to your face, you brush your hand through them- pushing them back and showing your forehead. You wipe your face with the wet sleeve of your soaked shirt and a hand reaches out with a handkerchief from beside you and you look up at the owner at the hand.
“Use it.” It was Sunghoon. You could feel your heart start to beat faster and faster, and your whole body begins to feel hot. You smiled at him, taking the handkerchief from his hand and uses it to wipe the water from your face.
“Thank you.” You said to him, your voice being drowned out with the sound of rain falling hard to the concrete streets. Sunghoon watches as you pat away the water on your cheeks, a slow smile stretches on his face as he stares at you.
“Why are you here today?” You asked him as you put your bag down and turned towards him.
“I’m just waiting for the rain to go away, I don’t feel like getting soaked today.” his eyes turn into crescents as he gives you a small grin, a hint of mischief laced in his voice. “What about you?”
“What you said,” You tell him as you look into his eyes. “I’m just waiting for the rain to pass.” You could feel yourself slowly get drawn deeper into his eyes as he stares at you with an emotion you can’t really decipher.
“Well, I guess we can keep each other’s company while we wait.” You break eye contact at the sound of his voice- feeling a small sense of disappointment as you look away. “You won’t mind that would you?”
“No, of course not.”
The two of you exchanged questions and talked about your hobbies for hours, the rain providing you a comfortable setting with its sound and smell- which you both enjoyed. You quickly learned that you both came from rich families and that you both had a deep hatred for the way the high society had so much control over your daily lives- how you both had to put up an act every time you were in the public’s eye. The longer you had talked with Sunghoon the more you noticed different things about him- how little dimples would always show up on his cheeks when he smiled or how he was very expressive with his face, always making cute expressions when he talks about something.
Everytime Sunghoon smiled at you, you could feel your heart explode, everytime he looked at you, you could feel your ears heat up into a bright red. It felt euphoric to be able to spend time with the boy in front of you. From the first day you met him, he had piqued your interest- you wanted to know more about him, ask him why his eyes were so dull that day. But now when you look into his eyes you could see stars- it was like his eyes held the whole universe inside them.
You knew exactly what you were feeling and you were scared. It felt dangerous to fall in love with Sunghoon. He was really no one but a stranger you had meet for a couple of times and you knew little to nothing about him- for all you know if he had could’ve been lying to you ever since you began talking.
When the rain slowly comes to a stop, so does your conversation, and once again the two of you begin to prepare to go your separate ways. Hesitating a bit, you reach out and tap his back with your phone, and he looks at your phone before he looks up at you, staring right into your eyes tilting his head as a silent question.
“Can I…have your number?” He remains silent and still for a second before he breaks into a smile and he grabs your phone out of your hand.
“Of course,” he types in his number on your phone. “I was just about to ask.” He gives your phone back, and you take a look. He had saved himself as “Sunghoonie” with a little penguin emoji behind it making you break into a smile.
“I still have something I have to do, so I'll get going now.” Sunghoon threw his bag over his shoulder and stood up before looking at you. “ I’ll see you next time y/n. I hope you like me enough to send me a text.” He gave you another one of his blinding smiles before he turned away, walking at a quick pace, trying to get home quick as he tried to hide the huge smile that was planted on his face as well as the slight blush that creeped its way onto Sunghoon’s face.
You smiled as you watched as he walked away from where the two of you sat for the past hour and just as you were about to turn and take your leave you noticed the little black and white umbrella that was clipped onto his backpack, the smile on your face growing impossibly bigger as you slowly walked away while the sun behind the grey clouds showed itself once again. Your steps were a little faster than usual, wanting to get back to the house you never called home so that you could text the boy you had just talked to, excitement blooming inside of your stomach and you could only hope that your mom would ignore you instead of yelling at you today.
And so, when the rain stopped, the two red faced teenagers parted ways.
“But mother I don’t want to go the party-“
Before you could finish your words your head was flung to the side, a big red mark started to form on the left side of your face, crystal tears started to form in your eyes.
“It’s the only thing you can do for me and your father after all the things we had to do to raise you up.” She wiped her hands on a white handkerchief before she discarded it in the garbage, “So just do what we are telling you to do like a good daughter- and don’t you dare embarrass us in front of our partners, like how you did last time when you lost in that figure skating competition to the son of Park Jaehwan.”
Your mother snickers at the name, before she looks you in the eyes again. “Do you know how embarrassing it was for us to know that you lost to his son? He was so cocky about it too, always bringing it up everytime we met. Don’t embarrass us again y/n. You know what happens if you do.” She glares at you as a warning one more time before she makes her way up into her study leaving you alone in the living room to cry your heart out at her words.
Your maids (who you see as sisters instead) rush to help you get into your room to get you ready. The oldest and closest to you- Yeji tries to comfort you the best she could as she wipes your tears away.
“Please stop crying y/n, you're going to mess up your pretty eyes.” She signals the other girls to start preparing you. “I know how much you hate this but we have to do this.” You look at her with sad eyes, ones that have seen and been through too many things. Different girls held different things in their hands, one bunch had hair brushes and hair ties in their hands while another bunch had different makeup in their hands. 2 of the girls came up to you as Yeji continued to whisper encouraging comments at you, in their hands was a beautiful white dress- one that would make anyone that’s wore it look like an angel. It wasn’t a very long dress as it only went down to your knee- it was an off-shoulder lace dress with tiny diamonds lined up at the shoulder seam, it was easily one of the most beautiful dresses you’ve seen.
Pushing you into the washroom that was in your room, they all leave you to change into the dress. You put it on gently, afraid that it would rip and you looked into the mirror when you were done.
Oh my god.
You thought as you spun around, watching as the soft silky fabric fluttered in the air. You were in awe at how the dress fitted you perfectly, how it made you look so beautiful- how it made you feel beautiful. A knock on the door disrupts your thoughts as you hear Yeji asking you if you were done and that you needed to get your hair and makeup done.
You open the bathroom door and you watch as all of the maids’ mouths drop open in shock. You let out a cute giggle as they start to snap out of their shock and they began to run around the room like headless chickens trying to get you to look even more beautiful then you are now. Skillful hands were everywhere touching nearly everything, there were hands on your face, fingers in your hair, and you were pretty sure at one point someone’s hand was on your feet putting your shoes on for you but you couldn’t tell.
Once they were done, they had stood you in front of a mirror once again. And if you thought you had looked your best before- you were wrong. Now standing in front of the mirror with your hair done and simple but elegant makeup on your face, you looked like a goddess. The small diamond earrings that were dangling on your ears complemented the diamonds on your dress and the white stiletto heels complimenting your white dress.
Without hearing your mother knock, she slams the door open before she begins to drag you out and rant about being ‘fashionably late’ before you had a chance to say thank you to your maids- so you mouthed it to them and flashed a quick smile before being pushed out of the front door. And into a car that was too expensive to your taste.
It was so boring.
There was nothing to do, and no one to talk to. Everyone that was in the room were adults that were just looking to show off their wealth and power or adults that were looking for new business partners- there was no place for a teenager like you. You were placed next to your mother who was talking to one of her business partners who also had their son standing next to them.
“Hey y/n.” You look over to the voice, “how have you been?” It was the boy that stood beside the man who was talking to your mother.
“Hey Jay,” You lifted your glass of apple juice to him, which he cheered his cup with yours before he downed the whole thing. “I’ve been good, you?” He takes a look at you again before he places his now empty cup on a platter of a nearby servant.
“I’ve been good too.” A small talk begins between the two of you before you are both interrupted by another boy.
“You should really smile y/n, you look like you’d rather die than to be here.” You turn around to the voice only to see Lee Heeseung, another close friend of yours and Jay “Hey Jay.” He says to his cousin before they do their little handshake.
“Shut up Hee, you know how much I hate being in these parties.” The named boy lets out a small chuckle before he pats your shoulder in a teasing manner.
Slowly, as the three of you quietly talk in your own little circle, more and more teenagers joined you- some boys named Sunoo, Jungwon, and Riki along with a girl named Ryujin.
The topics the seven of you talked about flew around everywhere, quickly changing as a person talked about something else that interested the rest of the six. Suddenly, a loud sound came out of nowhere as a rainstorm slowly brewed outside the window. Everyone inside the beautifully decorated ballroom paid no attention to the weather outside as they continued to dance and chat inside the dry, brightly lit golden room.
You stared outside into the rain a little longer than everyone else, your mind wandering off to the boy named Sunghoon. You wondered if he was thinking about you right now- if he wanted to meet you again.
Feeling a light tug on your dress, you look away from the world outside to Ryujin who was looking at someone in the crowd. She inches a little closer to you before bringing her mouth near your ear.
“Someone’s been staring at you for a while now,” she pauses, looking back to the crowd again. “I don’t know if you know him or something, but he doesn’t seem to hold any hostility to you from what I see.” Her eyes searched the crowd before quickly pointing to the two boys that were talking near the wall opposite to your group.
You recognized the boy in the navy blue suit right away- it was Jake Shim, a distant cousin of Jay. The two of you never talked much but the two of you still considered each other friends. You squint a little at the second boy who's back faced you, the boy wore a white suit and he had black hair that was slightly slicked back.
Your eyes widened as the two of you made eye contact, and you suddenly felt as if everyone else in the room had disappeared leaving only you and Sunghoon in the room. Sunghoon’s face matches yours as his eyes widen slightly and his mouth opens to let out a small gasp of surprise.
You were so caught up in surprise at the sight of Sunghoon that you didn’t notice Jake waving excitedly at his cousin and had begun dragging Sunghoon to your group. You snap out of your surprise as Jake waves his hand in front of your face in excitement before saying his greetings.
“Hey y/n! It’s nice to see you again!” He smiled at you and you were flustered at his puppy-like personality. He points to Sunghoon as he begins introducing the two of you. “This is Park Sunghoon, he’s my best friend in high society! If I remembered correctly, you skate right? Sunghoon here also skates a lot, maybe you guys can be friends or something!” You stared at Sunghoon for a few seconds before you tore your eyes from him to look at Jake who seemed like an excited puppy waiting for your compliments.
“Hi Sunghoon, it’s nice to meet you.” You gave Sunghoon a tight lipped smile- one that never reached your eyes.
“Hello, y/n. I’ve heard a lot about you.” He also smiles, but it was one that looked forced- unlike all of the ones you’ve seen on his lips when you talked at the bus station. Jake leaves the two of you to greet his cousin and the rest of your friends. The two of you were quiet, not knowing what to say to each other in a situation like this.
“So-“
“How-“
The two of you pause for a second before laughter bloomed between the two of you, finding his situation familiar. Sunghoon gestures to you to go first as the laughter begins to quiet down.
“So...how have you been?” You asked him quietly as the atmosphere around the two of you began to feel awkward once again. It’s been over a week since you’ve seen Sunghoon and seeing him here was surprising as you didn’t expect to see him again.
“I’ve been good,” he sighed, “I didn’t really want to come but now I’m glad I did since I got to see you.” He smiles again- this time, it was genuine and his big eyes turned into little crescents. Out of nowhere, he suddenly grabs your hand before he drags you to a balcony door, he pushes you inside and closes the door when he gets inside himself.
The balconie was quite spacious and it had a roof so the rain didn’t get to the two of you. The two of you stand next to each other in silence as the rain once again accompanied the two of you, silently helping the two of you get comfortable with it’s sounds of raindrops falling to the ground.
“You look beautiful today.” Sunghoon breaks the silence between the two of you as he stared into the rain, thanking god in his head that it was already dark outside so that you couldn’t see the deep blush that was painted on his face.
Under the dim light the moon provides the two of you with, you finally took your time to study Sunghoon. Today, he was wearing a white silk suit, his silky black hair was slick back and his plump lips looked as if they were painted with a slight red tint- making his face look even more attractive (if that was even possible).
“Thank you,” you were glad that your maids had used foundation on your face today to cover up the nasty mark your mother had given to you otherwise, Sunghoon would definitely see the red blush that crept onto your cheeks. “You look handsome today too,” You giggled as you looked down at your own outfit. “We match.”
He looks at your outfit, staring at you with his big eyes before he looks down on his own clothes.
“We are,” he laughs as he looks back up at you. “What a coincidence.” Silence befalls the two of you once again and the rainstorm starts to slow down as you stare at each other in silence. It felt as if there were only the two of you left on the balcony and you wanted the time to stop right at this moment. You both stared at each other in silence, forgetting about everyone that was in the room behind the closed door. Just as you were about to open your mouth to talk to him, the balcony door suddenly busted open, and there stood your mother- her face was red in you didn’t know if it was embarrassment or anger and her biggest rival, Park Jaehwan standing right behind her, staring at the boy next to you in disappointment.
“What are you doing with that boy y/n.” She states rather than ask, “get over here. Now.” You don’t move, wondering why she was so angry at the moment.
Instead of waiting for you to move, your mother walks over to you instead and wraps her hand around your forearm, her grip was tight and her nails dogged into your skin. The man behind her calmly walks to Sunghoon before he pats him on the shoulders.
“Dad.” You turn your head in surprise and your eyes grow big.
Dad?
Sunghoon is Park Jaehwan’s son?
“What were you doing with Min Soonyeon’s daughter here?” He questions Sunghoon as he burns holes onto your skin with his stares.
“We were just…” He makes eye contact with you and you can see the gears in his head turning to come up with a lie.
“We-“
“We were just getting to know each other.” You cut through what Sunghoon was about to say and the older man glares at you while your mother’s grip on your hand tightens around your arm.
“I did not ask you girl, I asked my son here.” He tells you, his tone hostile and he turns his glare from you to your mother then back to you again. “Don’t answer what was not asked of you, it’s basic manners- but I don’t blame you, being the daughter of Soonyeon it was expected you won’t know such a thing.”
Your mother scoffs as she pulls on your arm and hides your body with hers before she glares at the older man.
“I don’t think you should say that Jaehwan, seeing that your son couldn’t even answer a simple question.” Your mother glances at Sunghoon who was silently just staring at you before she turned her eyes back onto Jaehwan. “I can see that he got that from you Jaehwan. I must say however, he’s definitely a better man than you- at least he isn’t cocky over the stupidest things like you.” She hisses before she turns on her heels, dragging you by your arm to the balcony door.
“Let’s go y/n, we don’t want to continue to talk to these unruly men.” You look back just as you cross the door to see Sunghoon staring at you with sad eyes and he mouths a small ‘sorry’ to you.
“It’s alright, I’m sorry about my mother.” You mouthed to him just before he disappears from your line of sight as your mother drags you out the front lobby and into your car.
You can tell that your mother was filled to the brim with anger and you chose to shut your mouth in order to not anger her more. A small ‘ding’ comes from your phone and you bring it up to your face to check.
Sunghoon 🐧: I’m so sorry about that y/n. What my dad said to you was rude and I’m sorry you had to hear that.
You smile at the name. You bring your hand up to your phone as you begin to type your reply.
You: It’s really nothing Sunghoon, trust me, I’ve heard worse. I’m sorry about my mother, she really doesn’t have a filter for anyone. I hope you weren’t offended by that.
Sunghoon 🐧: It’s fine y/n. Really 😄 You looked really beautiful tonight y/n, I don’t remember if I’ve told you that and even if I did, I’ll say it again- you looked amazing tonight. It was great talking to you tonight, I had fun. 😁 I have to go now, but it was really nice seeing you tonight.
You: Thank you Sunghoon, you looked handsome as well, I almost thought you were a prince from a fairytale 😉 But it was great talking to you again, I really didn’t expect to see you at the party but I’m glad I did. Goodnight Sunghoon, sweet dreams.
You closed your phone as you stared outside to the passing buildings, watching as the rain finally stops . Your head spinning with joy and your face flushed with bright red, and a huge smile decorated your face.
What you didn’t know however was that Sunghoon on the other side of the phone was just like you- his face was red and a smile decorated his face as he talked with your friends who were still at the party, the image of you smiling in the dress you wore never leaving his mind.
And so, when the rain stopped, the two lovestruck teenagers parted ways.
It’s been weeks since you’ve seen Sunghoon at the party, and since then the both of you have been texting non-stop over the phone. Every little thing in your everyday life was shared with Sunghoon- how your lunch had tasted that day, or how a boy spilt some coffee on you by accident, and even you helping a elderly lady across the streets, Sunghoon listened on and on- never cutting you off. He just listens quietly to you as you happily tell him everything, smiling as he realizes how happy you were that day, or he would have a frown stretched on his face in worry as he listens to you.
Sunghoon was a simple man.
He never said much even when the two of you got closer together. He never shared much about his life like you did. He always just smiled and said a simple “It was alright” when you’d ask him about his day, or he would shake his head in denial when you’d ask him if there was something bothering him. Soon you had realized that that was just how Sunghoon is- simple, quiet.
A silent promise was made between the two of you when you had met for the fifth time under the same bus stop you and him met nearly half a year ago. It was raining- again, that day when the two of you saw each other after texting for so long without seeing each other.
It was just like the first time you met him- he was soaked from head to toe in rainwater and you just so happened to have a spare hoodie inside your backpack. It was like meeting him for the first time all over again, but this time, a new feeling bloomed inside both of your young hearts- burning with heavy passion and love. It was so painfully obvious to the both of you what that feeling was- love.
From that day on, you both would always find yourself going to the bus station whenever it rained- it didn’t matter if you guys were doing anything, you just knew that you wanted to see each other again.
So you go. To the same damn place that you both loved so much.
And he would always be there. Every. Single. Time. And so would you. The rainstorm never stopped either of you from going with it’s rain water, it never mattered if you were soaked in rain or that you’d get sick the next day- all you cared for at that exact moment was Sunghoon.
The boy you fell in love with.
The quiet, gentle, and loving boy that you meet on this one rainy day by chance.
Every time it rained, the two of you would talk hours on hours about anything and everything. He would hold your hand in his larger, warmer ones, rubbing his long, thin fingers across the back of your hand in a soft, loving manner and you would lay your head on his shoulders- taking in his soft citrus scent that you grew to love so much that you searched through the entire city of Seoul to find one that only came close to the one he used.
It always felt as if the two of you were the only ones in the world when the rain fell. You felt euphoric when you would hug inside your small world under the roof of the bus stop, and he would tell you how much he loved you.
It might have been fast to other people, but to the two of you- it felt as if it was natural. The love you had for each other felt so strong, so obvious that even without words, passerbys could tell how much the two of you loved each other.
But every time when the rain stopped, the two of you parted ways. As if everything was normal, as if you never knew him more than Park Sunghoon, the son of Park Jaehwan’s son, your biggest competitor in the ice skating world, and the son of your mother’s biggest rival- as if you never spilled “I love you''s to each other.
When the rain stops, so does your heart. It stops beating for anything else in the world and when the rain falls, your heart beats again- in a fast, rapid pace that you’ve never felt before unless you were with Sunghoon.
The rain was your safe haven- for it always meant you could meet Sunghoon again. That you can run without care in the world right into the safety of his arms, and that you could stay there until the rain stops again.
It was clear to you at this point that there was no pulling back. You were in love with the rain as well as the boy in front of you- Park Sunghoon- and there was no way you could ever stop.
Your head twists to the side as a loud slap echoed around the house you never called home. The bright, glowing red mark on your cheek stinging as you see your mother glaring at you with hatred in the corner of your eyes. You notice your dad just sitting on the couch reading his newspaper as if the scene happening in front of him didn’t;t happen at all.
“HOW DARE YOU!” Your mother screamed at you while holding your phone in her hands, your texts with Sunghoon over the years clear to everyone who walks by. “YOU’VE BEEN TALKING TO PARK JAEHWAN'S SON FOR NEARLY A YEAR BEHIND OUR BACKS?!” She screams again, her hand raised and flies down to meet your cheeks with a hard slap, turning your head to the other side.
You don’t dare look at her, too afraid to see what she looked like right now. Your mother had found out about you texting with Sunghoon when she had looked over your shoulder when you were texting him and now here she is- your phone in her death grip and she stared at you with pure hatred in her eyes.
All of the workers in the house silently watched as your mother screamed at you, too afraid of what she might do to them if they spoke up.
You tune out all of the remarks your mother was making at you and you dip your head down, staring at the pair of sneakers Sunghoon bought for you when he saw your soaked shoes one day. Since then, the both of you always exchanged little gifts with each other. And soon enough, the two of you confirmed your feelings with each other.
Although neither of you ever vocally confirmed but it was as clear as the day that you were in love and in a relationship- with all the sweet, flirty talks (that you never knew he could say) from him and all of the actions from you, the two of you made a perfect couple in other’s eyes.
But when your mother found out, she was furious- no. The word furious couldn’t even compare to what she is right now. Her face was red in anger and you could practically see smoke coming out of her nose and ears. Her eyes glared at you as if you were never her daughter and her teeth grinder against each other so hard that you were (slightly, but not really) worried that they might fall out.
“SPEAK! YOU ARE NOT DEAF NOR ARE YOU MUTE. TALK! WHY WERE YOU TALKING TO PARK SUNGHOON?”
You didn’t answer. Knowing you’ll only get even more scolding.
Another slap was delivered to your face when you didn’t answer. This time, the slap was so hard against your head, you could feel your ears ring and your vision turned a bit blurry.
Your father must have seen you look hazy as he finally stood up from his seat on the couch and stopped your mother from slapping you again.
“Stop it now Soonyeon. That’s enough. Y/n go to your room, now. You’re not going to get any food for tonight as a punishment, and if I find any of you giving y/n food,” he pointed towards the maids, “then you will also serve a punishment.” Your father looked at you one more time as you stared at the floor, his stares burning into your skull.
He sighs, “I’m very disappointed in you y/n.” Crack. “Why can’t you just listen to us once and behave?” Crack. “Just…get out of my sight and go to your room. You need to reflect on what you’ve done.” Crack. “And you won’t be getting your phone back until you realize that you need to break up with that…that boy.” And just like that, your father breaks your heart and leaves with your mother towards his office, leaving you alone in the living room.
All of the workers that were just watching rushes up to you to check up and help you. Asking you left and right about how you were feeling, if you needed ice or face cream for your cheeks. You ignore all of them and head right into your room, closing your door loudly, surprising everyone who was in the house.
Tears formed in your eyes as you thought about what your father said. About how he was disappointed in you and that you never behaved the way they wanted you to- even though all you ever did growing up was doing everything they ask (or rather ordered) you to do, wishing for nothing more than a single compliment from them or maybe a single hug from them.
But as you began to grow up, you realized how those things that was normal to everyone else were something impossible for you to get. Your parents only ever cared about their business and their status. Never did they really care about you or your happiness. If they really did, then they would have noticed how happy you sounded when you were texting Sunghoon, or how you were getting happier day by day when you were with Sunghoon- but ah, of course they didn’t. They don’t even care anyways.
Grabbing your old phone from your bedside cabinet, you text Sunghoon with your old number (which he saved for emergencies like these!).
You: Hey Sunghoon, let’s meet up later tonight.
Sunghoonie💞: sure, but are you okay? Why are you texting like that? Is something bothering you?
You smile, feeling giddy to know that Sunghoon could notice these little things about you, but your smile drops as you realize what you needed to tell him later.
You: Um, yeah. I need to tell you something, and I’d rather tell you in person…
Sunghoonie💞: Of course, anything for you. Same place at same time?
You: yeah, like always.
Sunghoonie💞: alright, remember to bring an umbrella tonight, the forecast said it might rain tonight. I love you ❤️
Your heart skips a beat.
You: Thanks Hoonie, you too. I love you too ❤️
You put down your phone and you let out a big sigh. Why did the world hate you so much?
You wait in the bus stop with two cups of hot coffee in your hands.
And somehow, although it was in the middle of winter right now, it was still raining.
You sit under the dimly lit bus station as you wait for Sunghoon to show up. The sky was dark, and the streets were empty and silent. You watched silently as the raindrops fell to the ground in front of you, as you waited, and waited, and waited…but he didn't show up.
It’s been hours since the promised time, and yet he hasn’t shown up. You put down the now cold cups of coffee to check your phone to see if you had missed a message from him or something- but there was nothing. He hasn’t even read your latest message that was sent two hours ago.
Feeling discouraged and cold, you throw the two cold cups of coffee in the nearest trash can as an ambulance speed passes you, in a rush to get to the hospital as fast as they could. Somehow, your heart felt heavy at that moment, as if it was telling you- warning you about something, but you ignored it and started to make your way home.
The rain never stopped. It didn’t stop when you sneaked out the door of your house, it didn’t stop when you got to the station, and it didn’t stop when you were waiting- fuck, it’s still raining now as you walked back home under the same umbrella Sunghoon carried that one day you guys met. The same one that was black and white, the same one that Sunghoon hid behind his backpack when he met you for the third time under the same bus station you were just at.
As you walked your mind kept going over all of the possibilities of why Sunghoon didn’t come. Maybe he was caught by his parents? Or maybe he had something to do last minute?
You walked slowly through the dimly lit streets, your head in the clouds but you never noticed the two shadows that were slowly creeping up behind you.
Before you could even scream, your mouth was covered by a large dirty hand and before you could even process what was happening, you were dragged into a dark alleyway, leaving your (or Sunghoon’s) umbrella on the ground.
“Give us everything on you. Right now.” A hoarse voice calls out beside you and a cold, sharp object pricks your side. Tears rush to your eyes as you begin to shake- terrified for your life, but you don’t move, cold rain drops making your clothes and hair wet.
“I said give me everything on you right. Now!” The man in front of you whisper-yelled, afraid of waking up the neighborhood if he was too loud.
You don’t move, still frozen in fear but a quick, hard slap to your face snaps you out of it.
I don’t wanna die.
You think to yourself.
I still have so many things I want to do. I don’t wanna die.
With a shaky hand, you begin to remove all of the jewelry on you- the earrings you got from your parents when you reached adulthood and the ring you had gotten from your grandmother. You remove your purse from your shoulder before you handed everything to the two thieves.
“Please-please just let me go now, I pro-promise I won’t tell anyone!” Your words shuddered over one another and your voice was shaky, anyone could tell that you were absolutely terrified right now, but the two don’t move.
“We want that too.” The man beside you tells you and he reaches out to touch the necklace on your neck. You shrink yourself away from him, terrified of what he was going to do.
“No! You-you can’t take this! Anything but this!” You yelled at them before they slapped you again making you quickly slap your mouth.
“Shut up you bitch! Do you want to die? Now give us that necklace!” The man in front of you yells while he tries to take the necklace of you himself.
“No!” You try to get away from the man’s hold.
The necklace was something you can not ever give away. It was the first ever gift you had received from Sunghoon, and you didn’t want to ever give it to the filthy criminals that were in front of you.
“Ugh, you bitch! Just give it to us and we’ll leave you alone!” The man beside you tells you as he also joins in the small fight between the man and you for your necklace.
A sudden strike of pain hits you on the side and everything stops.
Slowly, you lose the energy to stand up on your own and you drop down to the floor, a warm, wet substance soaking the back of your shirt, the salty drops of rain hitting your face directly. The two men quickly run away, grabbing all the stuff that you had previously given them when they hear a man shout at the beginning of the alleyway., but not bothering to take your necklace anymore.
Everything felt hazy now, and you couldn’t see anything with your vision bury and black spots filling your vision. You could hear a muffled voice of a man calling for help from you don’t know who, but you could feel your body getting lighter and lighter. The calming sensation of laying on the ground and the cold rain hitting your warm body takes over, and you close your eyes.
Am I dying?
Who are you kidding, of course you were. There was no way you weren’t. A stinging pain was pounding against your left side where one of the men had a knife against you, and it doesn't take a genius to know what happened- even if you were starting to feel more and more sleepy.
Knowing yourself that you’ve already bled too much and that there was no saving you anymore, you let your mind rest and just think about all of the happy things you’ve been through in life- but there were no signs of your parents.
Instead, all you could see when you closed your eyes was the face of your lover. The very man that your parents wanted you to stay away from- the very man you were going to break up with tonight. The man you loved with your whole heart- Park Sunghoon.
His smile, his laugh, all of his small habits, all of the time the two of you skated together, and all of the time you talked under the bus station flew through your mind like a record. All of the happy memories in your too short of a lifetime plays in the matter of a few minutes inside your head, and you do nothing else other than smile when you feel hands over your body, placing you on a soft bed and into an ambulance.
I love you.
You think as tears slowly seeps through the corner of your eyes.
I love you Sunghoon.
His face shows up inside your head again.
Thank you for loving me.
Your hand drops.
And the rain stopped.
Your parents run into the emergency room frantically, both of their hearts heavy with both guilt and worry.
“How is she Doctor?! She’s okay right?” Your mother asks ina. Hurry, not even caring about her image anymore, tears gathered in her eyes as she held onto your father’s arms for support. Your father’s face was void of any emotions but his eyes betrayed him with them over spilling with worry.
Your doctor shakes his head.
“I’m so sorry but the patient had already died when she was on her way to the hospital. I couldn’t do anything for her any more. I’m sorry for your loss. Y/n l/n, time of death; December 8th, 00:13am.” He explains before bowing his head and leaving.
Your mother breaks down in tears as she drops down to the floor, guilt filling her entire body.
If only she didn’t yell at you.
If only she didn’t tell you that you were a disappointment.
If only she didn’t tell you to break up with Sunghoon.
If only she told you she loved you.
Your father stands still as a tear finally runs down one of his eyes. All of the memories of you played over and over again in his mind, from when he first held you in his arms the time when you said your first words, you walking by yourself for the first time, and all of the other things he wished he treasured more when he still had time.
The two of them walked out the door to the emergency room as your body was rolled out with a white blanket on your face by the nurses. Your mother cried even more seeing your body, knowing that everything that happened to you was mostly her fault.
Not far from where your parents stood, another pair of grieving parents were crying over their now dead child.
“This is all your fault!” The woman screamed at her husband. “If you never yelled at him or tried to control him he would’ve never been there!”
The woman breaks down again, as her husband looks down in shame, guilt, and sadness. His only child, his only son was now dead because he tried to make him break up with his beloved.
Sunghoon was now dead because of him.
If only he didn’t yell Sunghoon earlier, then he wouldn’t have tried to meet up with y/n. If he didn’t try to meet with y/n, then he never would’ve died.
Then he would never have been hit by a car.
Maybe it was all because of the two family’s selfishness that led to their only child’s death or perhaps this is just how their story was about to end.
The boy who tried to get to the girl he loved in order to satisfy his father by breaking her heart and the girl who tried to meet with the boy she loved to break his heart. In order to be the good girl her family wanted her to be.
Perhaps it was fate that they both died trying to meet, or maybe they were just never meant to be together and the stars decided to punish them.
How ironic was it that they had both got into an accident near each other, and died on their birthday at the same time?
How ironic that it was their love that led to their own deaths?
How ironic was it, that when the two died, the rain finally stopped?
Mayhaps this was their fate, to fall in love and die. Or maybe, this was all just some kind of sick joke that god played.
Either way, when the rain stopped, two young lovers parted ways. Even death itself could not keep them away.
Hopefully, through their deaths they can finally find their own happiness.
When the rain stops, two lovers parted ways, both of them on their way to meet each other once again at the gates of heaven.
𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬; When you moved back in your home town, you unexpectedly meet the one person you didn't plan on seeing again.
𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭; @heyitstacy
𝐀𝐧; I don't even know if this is fluff...? Also, the exes talking again after not seeing together for a long time trope is liek, one of my favourite uhh tropes(?). *cough* winter nights *cough*. Anyways, the titrle doensnt make sense but cause berry is here just go with ¯\_(ツ)_/¯. Also this isn't proof read so excuse any incorrect grammars and typos.
You gently placed the last box onto the living room floor, exhaling a deep sigh as you crack your aching back. After a few hours, you've finally finished moving the boxes from the moving van into your home.
Looking around the place, you can still feel that distinct feeling from when you were younger. Having to move out as soon as you graduated senior year of high school in another country, you had already forgotten what home feels like. Coming back home was one of your plans after college, moving back in was definitely not. But your mother insisted and you gave in, only until you found your own place.
You started unwrapping the fragile knick-knacks and breakable accessories, handling each one with care, as you wiped dust that might have collected whilst being inside the box. Placing them where it cannot be knocked over easily.
As you go through each box, you notice how much stuff you put inside without realizing if it was important or not. Like the little porcelain cat figure, with it's tiny collar and bell was one, but in the back of your mind, it tells you that that piece of decoration is important. You sniffled a laugh at the thought, putting it back inside its box.
Next thing you pulled was a black box labeled "memories". You were definitely gonna waste time going through these instead of cleaning and unpacking. You opened the box, revealing piles of pictures and polaroids. Some with notes in the back that you were surely gonna take time to read.
You stare at each picture, noticing at how much you've changed over the years. Even your friends that you haven't seen in a while. Some pictures were taken in college, with the new camera one of your high school best friends gave you as a moving away gift. You definitely didn't put it to waste.
Getting more invested as you finish tackling the college photos, and just as you are about to get to the next pile, the bell on the doggy door rings, indicating an animal has gotten in. You wondered if it's your dogs finally running to you even after hours of your arrival. But to your surprise, it was the dog you never knew you'd see again.
"Berry, hi, where did you come from," you can recognize that color and smile anywhere. She sniffed your body, remembering the scent she would smell often. Jumping up and down in excitement. "Did Hannah let you out again?" You say, rubbing her ears as she tries to lick your face.
You hear the doorbell ring. "Must be Hannah to pick you up," you took her in your arms, making your way to the front door. And when you saw the person in front of you, your face dropped.
Out of shock you slammed the door shut in front of his face. You were mentally freaking out. Not letting go of berry you stood there rooted in place. You didn't expect to run into someone this soon and especially not him.
Your mind in shambles as you try to compose yourself. But soon when you realized what you just did, you sheepishly grinned at him as you opened the door again.
"So sorry about that," you say, rubbing the back of your neck.
"It's not a problem, I'm sorry about berry," he reached out to take her from your arms.
"Oh no, it's ok, it's good to see her again after a while," you smiled at the dog as she opened her mouth in a smile.
"No wonder she got excited and tried to get out to your front door." The air was thick, slowly drowning you two in awkwardness. It's been almost 7 years since you've last talked. Time surely does go by fast.
Chan became more broader and built, not fairly tall but still taller than before. His dimples seemed to have gotten deeper considering it can show even if he isn't smiling. His hair is still a mess but it's a prettier mess since his hair has become curlier than before. His cute lips still stuck in a line, trying to think of conversations to break the ice.
"So, did you just get here?"
"Yeah, I'm actually unpacking right now," he nodded, still avoiding eye contact with you.
"Do you wanna help me unpack? I mean, you don't have to."
"Sure."
And so, the two of you got to work. He helped you unpack everything out of the box and just started sorting from there.
Chan was going through the accessory box and saw the familiar ring in the pile of bracelets and necklaces. He recognizes the ring because he bought that couple rings in high school, symbolizing a promise you made. Unfortunately, Chan still remembers that painful scene in his head.
You were too busy rummaging through a box filled with clothes to notice Chan staring at the piece of metal in his hands. His mind played bits of memories you two had, even the ones that weren't very good.
"Have you finished staring at that box?" You said, snapping him out of his daze.
"Uh yeah."
You spot the ring he held in his hands.
"You still kept it." He said. Sounding shocked as if you were supposed to keep it.
You nodded.
It was a special part of your life, of course you are gonna keep it. As someone very sentimental, you keep anything and everything that has a special significance in your life. Even the bad ones.
"It was the time I had my first boyfriend."
Chan hummed, knowing he was your first boyfriend. He gave you that ring during your first year of senior high, it was a very special moment for him as well.
'...and my first heartbreak' you finished in your thoughts.
Your break up with chan ended on a good note, but you can't deny the fact that it hurts. Both of you realized that after high school, you are gonna be miles apart. You are going to another country while Chan stays here.
The wind blew cold on this winter night. The moon glowing bright in the dark starry sky.
You and Chan went out to an abandoned park after your graduation ceremony. Just having a chat, talking about plans in college.
You and Chan went out to an abandoned park after your graduation ceremony. Just having a chat, talking about plans in college.
"So you are going to America, right?" You nodded. You already know where this is going but you can feel the tears that are fighting to spill.
"And I'm staying here…" the distance is overwhelming but Chan knows he can. But he doesn't know that you can't.
"We could call evernight, well it'll be hard because of the timezones."
You gripped the chain holding up the swings you were on. You didn't want to hurt him and this decision you made on your own made you feel selfish. You were breaking up with him just because you couldn't handle the distance that will come in between you in college.
You didn't want to spend your college years with your boyfriend halfway across the world. You are already expecting a lot of school work and lectures, not to mention the course you picked that will give you hell.
"And maybe I could go to you during break, tickets will be expensive but think of it as a vacation."
You wanted him to stop, this is already making you rethink your decision. But it wouldn't be fair for him when he's the only one fighting to keep this relationship.
"Chan I'm sorry," you croaked, a single tear spilled from your eyes. "I'm sorry, I— I don't think I can do that," you managed to let out.
You looked at him, his face didn't show any signs of pain. He probably thought of this outcome. He knew the possibilities after knowing you would be away for college. He was ready for it, but can't deny the fact that it still pained him.
"And maybe I could go to you during break, tickets will be expensive but think of it as a vacation."
You wanted him to stop, this is already making you rethink your decision. But it wouldn't be fair for him when he's the only one fighting to keep this relationship.
"Chan I'm sorry," you croaked, a single tear spilled from your eyes. "I'm sorry, I— I don't think I can do that," you managed to let out.
You looked at him, his face didn't show any signs of pain. He probably thought of this outcome. He knew the possibilities after knowing you would be away for college. He was ready for it, but can't deny the fact that it still pained him.
"It's ok y/n"
"No it's not ok! This is— this is selfish of me to do, I didn't even talk to you about I, we haven't even tried it and I'm already giving up—"
"Hey, It's ok, you are not giving up, you know what's best— I shouldn't have thought of what you wanted when I talked about keeping this relationship. I'm actually very proud of you for deciding this on your own, I know it was hard for you."
His voice cracked once, but his face remained expressionless.
He quickly built up the wall in front of him, hiding the pain that lingered through his veins.
"If anything, I'll wait for you—"
"Don't. Please, I mean it's not that I don't love you anymore but I don't want to hold you back, go date someone else if you want to, just don't wait for me."
He didn't say anything further. Standing up to make his way in front of you, reaching his hand out for a hug. And you gave him a hug, one you'll miss once you fly to the states. His voice you'll miss hearing every night before going to bed, and his soothing touch that always calms you down.
"I love you." You said, as you sob into his shoulder.
"I love you too."
Chan reaches into his hoodie, taking out a necklace with the ring tied to it. You felt your stomach churn.
That gave you a feeling that he still did wait for you. That he still has feelings for you. Either the same ones or he is feeling something stronger.
"I'm in town for the next few weeks but I'll be traveling for work."
You both aren't kids anymore, you have your own lives to get back to. But Chan still wants you to be part of his life. And you are sure that you wanted it as well.
"So your dream to be a music producer came true?" He gave you a smile. It's definitely not weird how you still remember something so trivial about your ex that you were supposed to forget, but how could you? He talked about it so much in the past, it's hard to forget.
"It took some hard work but it paid off in the end." He rolled the ring in his hands, feeling the carved out designs on the metal.
"How about you?"
"I got a job at a journaling company near town, years of photography finally paid off," you proudly boasted. Chan smiled, knowing how much that meant to you.
Both your lives took off in the right direction but the both of you knew there's something missing. Sure you are both happy but, that missing piece was each other. You wanted Chan to be there with you when you graduated in college, when you succeeded in getting a job. And Chan wanted the same.
"While we are both still here, maybe we could go out sometime?" He proposed.
"Sure."
You should be thanking the dog for making him come to your house, for letting him help you unpack and finally getting to talk again.
And maybe, you could start a new chapter in your lives, together again.
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prompt: Fluff and 18 “I didn’t get soaking wet walking to your house for you to say no to pizza. I have beer too. I know you’re sad, so let me in.”
“You don’t have to create it. I am just happy with you around. You are my sun shower and rainbows.”
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Drapes snapped as the wind blew harder through open windows. Water pooled on the sill and dripped down to run across the floor. The only sound to be heard was the pitter patter of raindrops hitting the roof.
The gentle reminder to close the windows never held much weight. Rooms always needed the exposure to sun showers. The cool breeze that lifted papers from the desktop and the warm sunlight the cat laid under made even the most inconvenient of sun showers a treat.
A dreamy sigh floated around the room as rain splashed through the screen and smattered across every object in a two foot radius. Warmth spread through the room filling the area with a calming presence. Eyes fluttered shut and muscles relaxed with sleep's welcome.
An unheard knock tapped instantly on the front door. Without care, the windows followed the wind and swung open a shut a few more times.
Knuckles rasped against the door again. The blue haired boy huffed as he stood waiting to be let in, "Y/n, let me in," he spoke in an exasperated yet sing-songy voice. "Look, I didn’t get soaking wet walking to your house for you to say no to pizza." He waited a second listening for the sound of feet pattering across the floor. A grumble left his lips as a moment passed and only the sound of slamming windows was heard, "I have beer too." The plastic bag in his hand crunched as he shook it. "Y/n? I know you’re sad, so let me in.” His voice came out soft this time, pleading with the home's owner.
He gave one more light knock before reaching into his pocket and fishing out his key ring. There were only 4 things on the key ring but the shiny metal was bent and loose from the struggle he had faced to put the most recent key on. The house key was gold in color but smelled like brass. He balanced the pizza and beer in his left hand as he jiggled the doorknob with his other. "Remind me to change that knob." He called out as the door finally swung open. A glance around the room told him that the person he was looking for wasn't roaming the house. His feet led him up the stairs to the room where the sound of wood pieces slapped against each other echoed.
The door swung open with ease. It had always been his favorite room in the house. Bright walls and high ceilings made any visitor welcome and comforted all inhabitants. He looked over to the window doors that swung open hitting the walls again. The evening sun shown through the window and a little rainbow danced around the floor covering the body that laid underneath the sill. He watched for a moment as the person's steady breath and little sighs filled the room.
He set the pizza box and bag on the desk before resting by the window. He reached out a hand, letting his fingers comb through wet, tangled hair. “Y/n,” he waited as eyes fluttered open and took him in. “Hey, Sleeping Beauty.”
“Mark,” he stopped the hand that came up to rub at tired eyes. “What are you doing here? Why are you all wet?”
“I brought pizza and beer,” Mark motioned to the small desk. He caught the window door as it swung at his head. The rain had lightened up and now only sprinkles hit the window screen. Leather straps hung from the wall and he used it to tie the door in place, “I knew that today is,” he trailed off as a warm body pressed into his side.
Soft, kind eyes looked into his. Tears pressed at the rim, but didn’t break. “It’s been two years.” A faraway look entered the gleaming eyes, “Before then, I never thought I would have been living in this house again. I never thought I would be this close to you again. Never thought that I would never see them again.” Mark reached up to wipe away the tear that slipped down a splotchy cheek.
“I know,” he wrapped his arm around bare shoulders. The damp hair tickled his arm as the body pressed further into him.
“I was happy today, at least for a little bit,” a hand came up to play with his. “The sun shower and a rainbow. She would have loved it, and he would have loved seeing her happy.”
Mark tilted his head and kissed at the forehead pressed into his shoulder, “I am sure they are happy that you are finding joy in this day.
A hmm filled the air between them, “I’m starting too.”
“Good,” Mark reached up and gripped the pizza box bringing it down to his lap. The beer cans sat on his empty side. “But if you can’t find happiness on this day, that’s okay. I’ll spend the rest of my days creating happiness for you.”
Hair tickled his nose as the head shook, “You don’t have to create it. I am just happy with you around. You are my sun shower and rainbows.”
“You are my source of happiness,” Mark smiled as lips tilted up and captured his. It will take more time, but the sky is opening and rain is slowing. In the end, they will both be alright.
- Warnings: Summoning and making a deal with a demon, size kink, baby girl/ daddy, oral male and female receiving,
- Word count: 1.6K
You stood right outside the pentagram chanting words in Latin. As the spell came to an end the candles at each point of the pentagram went out making it completely dark in your bedroom. You froze unsure of what to do. A cold breeze could be felt and the candles slowly relit. You looked up to see a gorgeous man standing in the middle of the pentagram. His hair was a dark brown, and his outfit was solid black minus the chain connected to his belt and the light glow against his leather pants. His very prominent muscles showed clearly.
He smirked, "Like what you see?"
You nodded, "Yes I do."
"My name is Wonho. Why did you call upon me? Most people don't ask for an incubus."
You bit your lip, "I'm lonely and I figured an Incubus could help with that."
"Oh baby girl, you can't even imagine the ways I will help you."
He stopped and smirked, "But it comes at a cost."
"What is the cost?"
"You will bear my child, and in turn, I shall make sure you aren't lonely. After my first seed is released, once a week you will have an insatiable craving to feel me inside of you, and when that time comes I will make sure to please you."
"So my payment is a child and the need to feel you?"
He nodded his head, "That is it."
You bit your lip, "I agree."
He reached his hand out towards you, and you grabbed it. He stepped out of the pentagram and kissed you passionately. Pulling away he smirked, "The deal has been sealed."
Now that he was closer you really could see just how undeniably hot he was. He looked like a perfectly sculpted Greek god. If going to hell means we must sin, then devilish men must be beautiful enough to tempt you into sinning and this man could make you do anything.
He licked his lips, "You are very beautiful. Why did you have to call upon a demon to please you?"
You smirked, "I figured only a demon could offer me what I needed and by the looks of it you will offer me exactly what I want."
He pulled you forward by your chin and leaned down to your ear. He ran his tongue around the outside of your ear and then bit down. You whimpered and he gripped your ass with his other hand. "I will offer you everything you have ever wanted and more. Your wildest fantasies will be fulfilled with me."
You shivered under his touch, his hand was cold yet warm at the same time.
He growled lowly in your ear, "Baby girl. You are making me hard without even doing anything. Feel."
He grabbed your hand and placed it on the very prominent bulge in his pants. A deep groan left his lips, "Fuck."
He was thick and long, "Wonho you are so big."
He licked his lips, "Of course I am. A sex demon better be large in the pants."
You gripped his bulge tighter and his dick twitched under your hand.
"On your knees."
You looked up at him shocked, "What?"
He gripped your hair and pulled you so you were looking into his eyes, "On your knees baby girl. Daddy wants your lips wrapped around his cock."
He let go of your hair as you slid down to your knees in front of him. You watched as he undid his pants, and pulled out his very large cock. You gulped nervously, unsure of if it would even fit in your mouth.
You wrapped your right hand at the base and your left hand above that, taking the tip into your mouth. Your mouth was stretched by just the tip as he had a lot of girth. You took him back until your lips touched your hand. He groaned and gripped your hair tighter. "Fuck baby girl. Daddy wants to face fuck you."
He used your hair to hold you still as he thrust in and out of your mouth quickly. You struggled to breathe, and tears welled in your eyes.
He thrust faster and groaned as he released into your throat.
"Swallow that all up baby girl and then show me."
You swallowed all of it and opened your mouth showing him it was all gone.
He smirked, "You are such a good girl. I think it's your turn now."
He picked you and threw you over his shoulder. He smacked your ass since it was right by his face.
Walking over to your bed he threw you down roughly and you slightly bounced.
He crawled over you, hovering as he looked at you with hungry eyes. "One thing you will learn baby girl is that if you please me I will always reciprocate."
He snapped his fingers and your shirt and bra were suddenly gone.
You gasped, "What the hell?"
He smirked, "That's called magic baby girl."
He kissed down between your breasts and over your stomach. When you reached the hem of your pants he looked up at you, biting down on your pants he growled.
He slowly slid your pants off leaving you just in your underwear. He grabbed the bottom of your thighs and spread your legs. Leaning forward he kissed your clothed core, "You smell fantastic, I can't wait to taste."
He grabbed the hem of your underwear with his teeth and pulled until they were fully off, leaving you exposed to him.
He hovered over your core and blew against it causing you to fidget and bite your finger. You felt self-conscious about your body right now and you blushed as he looked at you with such hunger.
He looked in your eyes as he leaned down and placed a kiss on your clit.
He spread your legs out farther as he ran his tongue from the core to your clit. "Mmm baby you taste amazing."
You blushed even harder, "Don't be self-conscious baby girl. You are perfect."
He smirked against your core as his tongue swirled around softly against your clit. He was teasing you, "Ahh daddy, please give me more."
You gripped his hair, and he growled. "No touching baby girl."
He stiffened his tongue making your body shake with each flick of his tongue. He moved so slowly, not rushing. He sucked your clit into his mouth and kissed it, and then licked. You whimpered and moaned fidgeting under him.
He suddenly flicked his tongue fast making your body jolt, he placed his hand on your stomach holding you down, your legs still spread wide for him.
You bit your finger as you tried to hold your moans.
"Don't hold those beautiful moans in baby girl."
He started moving even faster, he slid a finger inside of you curled it up immediately finding the perfect bundle of nerves.
You moaned and tried to arch your back but he held you flat against the bed. Your legs shook and your chest heaved up and down, you gripped the sheets tightly the coiling tightness building inside of you. He added another finger and rubbed against your spot harder sending you over the edge.
A gasping moan left your lips as you shook from the pleasure.
Once you came down from the high you looked up at him, your eyes hooded from tiredness due to the intense orgasm. He pulled his fingers out of you and licked them clean.
"That was sexy as hell baby girl. You are very responsive to my touch which is fun."
He sat up on his knees and took his shirt off, and slid his pants off all of the way fully exposing himself. He was very muscular, and you got embarrassed again.
He hovered over you, "Baby girl no need to be nervous, this isn't your first time right?"
You hid your face from his intense gaze, "No. It's just that you are intimidatingly perfect."
You chuckled and smiled, "You know incubus only will come when summoned if the girl summoning them is beautiful. We have high tastes you know, so you are very beautiful."
You bit your lip, "Why is it that a demon is so sweet?"
He grabbed your legs and placed them over his shoulders as he lined himself up with your core.
"We aren't all bad." He slowly slid himself into you, his dick stretching you out. You wrapped your arms around him, your nails digging into his skin.
He moaned lowly as he finally sunk all the way into you.
You relaxed as you got used to the stretch. "I'm gonna start moving is that okay baby girl?"
"Yes, daddy."
He smirked and connected his lips with yours as he slowly slid out and then thrust back in quickly. He continued at a torturously slow pace not ever moving very quickly.
"Daddy, faster please."
He leaned back gripping underneath your thighs, bending you almost in half. He started thrusting quickly, your body bouncing with each thrust. He moved his hands to your waist as he thrust into you at a very inhuman pace.
Your moans came out strangled and desperate, the pleasure you were feeling was overwhelming. Your mind was clouded with lust.
His eyes turned full black as he groaned and neared his high. You looked at him shocked, but your brain was too clouded to think much about it.
You arched your back and moaned as you started tightening, "D-daddy. I-I'm gonna cum."
He growled out in a dark voice, "Cum baby girl."
The way he said it sent electric shocks through your entire body, you orgasmed so intense a moan couldn't even escape your lips, and you blacked out.
You woke up a bit later to see a sympathetic clothed Wonho next to you. "I'm sorry Y/N, I got carried away."
You smiled and placed your hand on his face. "That was the best orgasm I have ever had. Thank you."
He smiled and kissed your hand, "I will see you next week baby girl."
He snapped and disappeared leaving you to laying there already desperate for his touch.
*This is for Day 2 of Kinktober. It was a request with the prompts
36. “I missed the way your pussy tastes.”
62. “I’m gonna fuck my cum back into you.”
70. “What if I get you pregnant so you are mine forever?”*
- Pairing: Idol Sunwoo x Female Reader
- Genre: Smut
- Warnings: Oral female receiving, unprotected sex, and a breeding kink.
- Word Count: 2k
You sat crouched in the back seat of the van a blanket covering your body, waiting for Sunwoo and the others at the airport. Being the girlfriend of an idol was not easy. You always dreamed of being able to have a sweet drama-like moment when they came back from a tour or anytime they came back at an airport. You could imagine yourself running up to him, throwing yourself into his arms, and kissing him right there but because of his job you had to hide in the back of the van so no fans saw you. Sunwoo was not ashamed of you, but rather scared of what the crazed fans would do to you if they found out. So you spent a lot of time crouched down in the back of the van, the windows were dark and tinted so they couldn’t easily see inside but you still didn’t want people to notice you when the doors were opened or while the car was stopped for long.
You heard screams and knew the guys must be coming out of the airport. The door to the van opened and you tucked down even more. The screams got louder and you felt the van move as they got in. One of them sat down in a seat in the back next to where you were, you knew it was Sunwoo when you felt a light touch on your back.
Once the door closed everybody let out heavy sighs, and Sunwoo patted your head under the blanket.
“Hey, baby.”
The others in that van all said hi as well and after you drove off a ways Sunwoo pulled the blanket back and you got into the seat next to him. You buckled the seatbelt and then hugged Sunwoo. He pulled away for a moment to place a kiss on your lips, and then he hugged you again.
“I missed you so much, baby.”
“I missed you too Sunwoo.”
He wrapped his arm around your shoulder and used his other hand to hold your hand. His thumb rubbing soothing circles into the skin of your hand. He kept kissing you and Jacob groaned from the seat in front of you, “You two are cute and all but can you stop kissing until you get back home please, gonna make me sick up here.”
Sunwoo laughed and your face heated up, “Yeah, sorry.”
Sunwoo pulled your head against his shoulder and he pulled his other hand away from your hand, resting it on your thigh. He stroked up and down your thigh slowly as you two rode in silence. The others were talking but you two were in your own world. You would have expected to spend hours catching up but you two weren’t like that, all you wanted was to be by his side, even in silence. His hand moved higher up your thigh and you raised your eyebrow at him. He smiled then looked forward again. He cupped your vagina with his hand and you thought for a moment, then spread your legs giving him space to touch you. You held onto his arm as he lightly touched you, not putting enough pressure for you to feel much but enough to tease you. You pushed your hips forward to his hand and he let out a quiet laugh.
He pushed against your clothed core harder, lightly massaging you. You knew he just wanted to get you turned on enough so that when you got back you would beg him to fuck you, and it was working.
You let go of his arm, reaching over, and grabbing him through his jeans. He was already slightly hard and you gripped him tighter making him move his hips. The two of you lightly teased each other but not enough to bring any real pleasure. The van pulled up to the apartment you two shared, and you finally moved your hands away from each other. He cleared his throat and readjusted his pants so that nobody would notice his hard-on when he got out of the van. Sunwoo got out first and then helped you out, and you said bye to the 4 other guys in that van. Sunwoo grabbed your hand and pulled you up to the apartment quickly. You stepped into the elevator and as soon as the doors closed Sunwoo pushed you against the wall, and his lips connected to yours. He bit your lip and a low almost growl-like noise rumbled in his throat. He grabbed your thigh, and placed it around his waist, then pushed himself against you. His lips continued to attack yours and the moment the elevator dinged, signaling the door was about to open, he pulled away from you and he smiled at the woman who got on. Sunwoo looked like nothing had happened and you are sure you looked flustered and like you had just been making out with somebody. The elevator dinged again, and it was your floor. Sunwoo grabbed your hand and led you out of the elevator down to your apartment. You both giggled as you walked, and he unlocked the door walking in. He closed the door and wrapped his arms around your waist from behind.
“Sunwoo that women definitely knew what we were doing something.”
“So? I don’t care. You’re my home baby.”
The two of you walked slowly to the bedroom, his arms still around your waist as he didn’t want to let you go. You spun around in his hold as soon as you made it to the foot of the bed. You leaned to kiss him and he pulled you close, kissing you for a moment then he pushed you down to the bed and your body bounced.
You giggled but then caught his gaze and realized you needed to take it seriously. He grabbed your legs and pulled your body right to the edge of the bed. He grabbed the waistband of your shorts and your panties and pulled them both down and off your body. He moaned out when he saw you, “Fuck, I missed this pussy so much. So pretty.”
You bit your finger and your face heated up.
“Pretty you say?”
“Pretty, so fucking pretty.”
He crouched down onto the floor and placed your legs over his shoulders and wrapped his arms around your thighs. He took in a heavy breath, “You smell amazing too.”
He blew air onto your clit and you fidgeted in his hold.
You felt a soft kiss on your inner thigh and then felt his lips attach to your skin, he was marking your thighs. He kissed up your thigh and hovered back over your clit.
You felt soft thick lips against your clit, and then felt his tongue. He would kiss and then lick, alternating and he was basically making out with your clit, his soft lips felt amazing against you. He licked up your slit and you moaned out. He started to move his tongue quickly against your clit. Your legs shook in his grasp and soft moans left your lips.
“I missed the way your pussy tastes.”
He leaned back in, licking your clit faster. You dug your fingers into his hair, holding on tight. He groaned and continued to lick your clit quickly, trying to push you over the edge. He loved eating you out, it was his favorite thing to do.
His grip around your thighs got tighter and he pulled you even closer if that was possible. He took in a deep breath again then let his tongue alternate between moving up and down, then side to side. Your thighs tightened around his head, squeezing his head as they shook. Your body tried to arch away but he stayed locked in, holding your legs tightly. You screamed out loudly, “Oh fuck Sunwoo, I can’t…. Fuck!”
Your whole body stiffened and then went limp in his hold. He pulled away once he felt you relax. His chin and lips were covered in your juices, and he hovered over you.
Once you looked into his eyes he licked his lips, “So tasty.”
He leaned down and kissed you, slotting himself in between your legs. He pushed his clothed dick against you, rolling his hips down against you.
“Can’t wait to fill you up, I missed your pussy so much.”
He leaned back, standing up so he could take his pants off. You leaned up and removed your top and bra and watched as he stripped his shirt off, leaving you both fully nude.
He climbed back over you again, moving in between your legs again. He rubbed his hardened dick against your clit, rubbing his precum against you. You wrapped your legs around his waist.
“Please, fuck me Sunwoo. I need you. I need to feel you.”
“As you wish.”
He reached between you and guided himself inside. He hadn’t prepped you so he had to slowly push his way in. His breathing got heavy, “Fuck you are so tight.”
You grabbed his cheek and leaned him down to kiss you.
He kissed you and leaned down on his forearms, getting as close to you as possible before pulling out a bit and then thrusting back in.
Your body arched up and you grabbed his neck, “Fuck, I love you Sunwoo. I missed you so much.”
“I love you too baby. I missed you so much, so fucking much.”
He kissed you as he thrust in and out of you at a steady pace. He pulled away, your breaths mingling, and he rested his forehead against yours.
“Faster please.”
He leaned back to get a better angle and started to thrust faster. He moved your ankles to rest on your shoulders and grabbed your thighs. His thrusts were fast and rough, so overwhelmingly intense. You grasped at the bedsheets and cried out as your body arched up. You tightened around him and came, your body shaking and your breathing was rapid.
Once you came down from your high Sunwoo leaned down and kissed you again.
“Fuck, I never want to stop this baby. I always want you.”
“I am yours Sunwoo.”
“What if I get you pregnant so you are mine forever?”
“Please, fuck Sunwoo. Yes, please. Impregnate me, make me all yours.”
“I’ll make you all mine.”
He kissed you again and held you close as he thrust into you deep and slow. With Sunwoo it rarely was just fucking or just making love, no usually it was a mix of both. He would have moments where he just fucked you hard, then he would slow down and make love to you, and then it usually ends with him fucking you hard. He held you close as he rolled his hips into you, and you wrapped your arms around him. You pushed his bangs from his eyes and he kissed your forehead then backed away from you.
He leaned back and started to thrust into you hard and fast again, the bed hitting against the wall with each thrust. He moaned out low moans and sweat ran down his body.
He grabbed onto your hips as he chased his high.
“Baby, cum with me.”
Your eyes rolled into the back of your head and your body shook, it was so overwhelming again. When he went hard it always was so overwhelming that you would almost forget how to speak. Your toes curled and your legs tightened around his waist as you came, and the way you tightened around Sunwoo sent him over the edge.
He let out a loud low moan and he pushed in as deep as he could when he came. He rested his forehead on your chest as he caught his breath.
“Holy fuck that was amazing.”
He kissed your lips.
“It felt so good Sunwoo.”
He leaned back and pulled out. You felt his cum run out and he groaned.
“I’m gonna fuck my cum back into you. Gonna make sure I get you pregnant.”
He stroked himself a few times, gathered the cum on the tip of his dick then pushed back inside of you. You knew this was going to be a long night.
