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College AU - Jealous! Yejun X Reader [18+]

[note: I wrote with they/them pronouns but I also wrote with the body parts of female anatomy]

tags: friends(?) to lovers, mutual pining, angst, miscommunication, misunderstanding.

word count: 2.2k

tw: alcohol, swearing, sex, etc

You never really understood Yejun. Some days you think he likes you, some days you didn’t know if he just acted like that with anyone. He was nice, handsome, kind, funny, basically the embodiment of perfection. I guess that’s what bothered you the most. He was like that, he’s kind to everyone, everyone loves him, and you were one of them. Sometimes Yejun did things that would make you question if you were special, different towards the others. Sometimes Yejun did things that made you feel like he was just THAT kind.

“Y/N you look really good today.” Yejun said to you while you were in sweatpants and hoodie with a rat nest for hair that day. You would’ve felt special if you didn’t know better that he was just kind. He was always busy too, you would ask him if he had time to get a coffee and would always say “Sure! I’ll let you know when I’m available.” He was never available, he was always busy with group projects, meetings and whatever. You shouldn’t be overreacting like this, after all… you’re just friends.

[11:49 PM]

Yejun: I just listened to the song you sent me, I really liked it, please recommend me some more music, I love your taste. 

You glared at the text message, you told yourself you would try and move on but one simple text somehow just made your brain shut off.

“ARGHHHHHH.” You screamed into your pillow.

 [11:52 PM]

You: Here’s a playlist I have of music I’d think you would like!

You send the playlist acting like it wasn’t a playlist that you curated for your feelings for him 3 weeks ago during a mental breakdown.

[12:05 AM]

Yejun: listening to it rn, thanks !!

You stared at the message for about 5 minutes before opening the phone app and dialing your best friend Noah’s number.

“Hey…” you said faintly after he answered.

“Is it Yejun again?” Noah said.

You sighed deeply.

“Should I walk into oncoming traffic?” you asked.

“No…” Noah paused. “…but do you want to go get shitfaced drunk?”

You paused for a second.

“Yes.”

After about 20 minutes Noah came over with 6 bottles of soju and a dream.

“Drink your heart away princess.” He said sarcastically. Shot after shot after shot you became increasingly more drunk, the more drunk you became the more you complained about Yejun, the more you complained about Yejun, he more you got upset.

[2:45 AM]

You were 2.5 bottles of soju in, Noah is on your apartment floor hanging with his phone above his head listening to your rambles and life is life. Until your phone began to start buzzing.

INCOMING CALL FROM YEJUN

“Do not answer that.” Noah said sternly

“WHY???” You shouted.

“One, you’re shouting, two, you’re shit-faced drunk, three, nothing that comes out of your mouth is even a little bit coherent.”

“But-“ before you even finished your sentence Noah took your phone out of your hands and pressed the decline button.

“Go drink some water right now.” You felt like a guilty puppy getting scolded by their owner after peeing on the carpet.

YEJUN POV

After his call got declined so suddenly, Yejun pouted wondering if he did anything wrong. He knew Y/N was awake though, they had just posted on their story 3 empty bottles of soju. After seeing that, Yejun noticed that Noah had also posted those bottles of soju on his story, so he decided to call Y/N to see what they were up to.

Yejun would hate to admit that he was jealous, he would hate to admit that he imagined that they were doing god knows what with Noah while he was listening to the playlist they had just sent him. The phone being declined so suddenly didn’t help his racing imagination either. He had noticed how his stomach flipped upside down, his jaw clenched, and his hands were suddenly in a fist shape. He noticed. He told himself to calm down but he noticed. He noticed a lot of things.

He noticed stolen glances, he noticed lingering touches, he noticed how his heart raced whenever he heard their name, he noticed how he felt whenever he saw another person lingering too close to them.

He wasn’t sure what he and Y/N were either, but he knew Y/N wasn’t even his, there was this blurred line between friendship and god knows what. The blurred lines consisting of frustration, miscommunication, jealousy, labels, and time.

What the hell would Y/N be doing with Noah at 3 AM??

Time Skip [the next day]

Y/N POV

Feeling a little hungover from yesterday still, you still tried to pretend you were fine and not totally out of it.

You still had a group assignment to do with Yejun and other members of the group and had promised to meet up at Yejun’s place. You could feel Yejun’s cold glances at you though, you were just hoping you were overthinking it and it was the hangover making you imagine things. You just kinda focused on your work and trying to laser in on finished it.

After some time had passed the other group members had made an excuse to leave and you had been debating whether to leave too but trying to not make it seem like you were avoiding Yejun.

“So, uhm, I think I’ve done enough work for today and we can pick up on this tomorr-“

“Can I ask you something?” Yejun said cutting you off. Your heart began to race and you began to sweat because that is never a good question to ask.

“Oh- uh yeah, sure.” You hesitated.

“You and Noah… are you guys uhm… you know?” Yejun asked.

“Me and Noah? Oh uh we’re just friends.” You stuttered.

“You drink at 3am with just friends? At your apartment?” Yejun said with his teeth clenched which made you more hesitant to answer his questions.

“I mean, yeah? Don’t you?” You said confused. Yejun gulped and looked at you, narrowing his eyes. “Y/N I thought you and I were, uhm..”

“What?” you said, sweating, “I thought we were just friends?” you said confused.

“Friends?” Yejun’s eyes widened and he stood up walking over to sit next to you on the couch you were sitting on. “Is that what this is? Friendship?” Yejun sounded disappointed.

“I mean, isn’t that what we are?” You asked.

“No.” Yejun said sternly, “I really hoped we weren’t.” He said while picking up your hand. He stared at your hand in his hand for a couple seconds.

“Then-“

“Can I kiss you?” Yejun said cutting you off.

You paused for a second before finally answering.

“Yes.”

After hearing that Yejun crashed his lips onto yours, he grabbed your face gently with his hand and pushed a strand of hair behind your ear before moving his hang to the back of your neck while his free hand makes it’s way down your waist. Yejun separating his lips with yours to trace his lips to your ears.You feel his hot breath against you ear suddenly whisper.

“Y/N.” Sending chills down your spine, Yejun placed another kiss on the nape of your neck. “Tell me to stop and I will.” He says while his hand lingers down in between your thighs, feeling your core get hotter and hotter.

You bring your lips to Yejun’s ear to whisper back. “Don’t stop.”  

With that signal Yejun quickly removed his shirt and smashed his lips against yours once again, slowly moving down to your neck leaving marks softly. Yejun tugs at your shirt signaling you to take it off, you quickly pull off your shirt and toss it to the side and lie down with Yejun hovering above you, both of your breathing short and steady, at the same time hot and airy. You look up at Yejun, his face looking so gentle but when your eyes meet his it’s met with a hungry Yejun.

Yejun’s lips crash against yours once again, he slides his tongue into your mouth, while his tongue and yours dance against each other you feel Yejun gliding up against your thigh and squeezing as his hand gets higher and higher. Yejun’s hands eventually make it to the front of your pants unbuttoning it while his mouth is still intertwined with yours. He slides your pants off and tosses it over to wear your shirt was thrown.

You slide your hands that have been resting on Yejun’s shoulders down from his chest, then to his waist, unbuttoning his jeans and sliding them off of him and tossing them to the side before bringing your hands back to his neck. You break the kiss while still breathing heavily, gesturing to Yejun to sit down and climbing on top of him. You gently kiss his neck while your fingers are entangled in his hair. While palming your hands over his underwear and gently gliding your fingers over his bulge. Small whines escape from Yejun’s mouth as his breathing gets heavier.

You stand up and kneel while Yejun breathes heavily on the couch, staying still as his eyes watch yours. Maintaining eye contact he watches you kneel in front of his legs without breaking eye contact. You brush your hand against the bulge that’s begging to be escaped by the thin layer of cloth. You narrow your eyes to look at the bulge before sliding his underwear down removing the one piece of clothing. You grab his long shaft and stare at it for a second before sticking your tongue out to lick the tip of it. Yejun’s soft whimpers had become louder, until you decided to put it all in your mouth until his shaft hit the back of your throat. Yejun couldn’t hold in his moans and it had become louder, enough to echo throughout the entire apartment. Your lips had wrapped around his entire shaft and slowly your mouth had become filled with his salty precum. 

“Wait- nngh wait-” Yejun didn’t want to release all of him just yet, “Come here” Yejun gestured to come sit on his lap again, as you gently sat he grabbed your waist and gently laid you down on the couch with your eyes and his not separating for a single second until Yejun’s eyes meet your chest before bringing his lips to your nipple and sucking on it while he massages the other gently between his fingers. Yejun really treated your body gently and like it belonged to him. 

“Yejun-” You say in between your short breaths, “Ah- Yejun-” 

“Please don’t ever call me your friend again.” Yejun says before moving your underwear to the side and inserting two fingers into you. “A friend wouldn’t make you this wet would they?”  

Your moans eventually start getting louder and once you realize you tried to hold back so he wouldn’t get in trouble from his neighbors. Once Yejun realized you were trying to hold back he inserted another finger inside you and picked up his pace. Your breaths became harsher and Yejun enjoyed the sight of you being so pleased underneath him. He took his fingers out from you and placed himself in between your legs and looked at you and brushed a strand of hair from your face that was sticking to your forehead due to the sweat you and him had created. Before inserting himself into you he places a kiss on your forehead and waits for your signal before he lets himself inside of you. 

“Please.” quietly escapes your lips. 

Yejun slowly inserts himself into you gently, and gently thrusts back and forth, with his breath hitching matching the rhythm of his thrusts. At the same time you can’t find yourself to hold in your moans. 

“Y-Yejun-ahh” escapes your lips. Yejun’s pace continues to pick up and both of your bodies become in sync. Yejun’s body fits into yours and your rhythms matching like a perfect symphony. 

“Ah- Y/N I don’t think-” Yejun’s breath hitched, “I don’t think-” 

“Cum for me Yejun.” You whispered in his ear. 

Yejun pumped into you more before taking his cock outside of you and releasing himself all over your stomach. Yejun took his fingers, breathing heavily and pumping them inside of you to help you release yourself in a pace that matches your breath.Yejun’s moans quickly transformed into grunts trying to help you climax. Your moans become in perfect pitch to his ears he pumps faster until you release yourself all over his fingers. 

Yejun collapses on top of you, breathing heavily before placing a gentle kiss on your forehead. 

“I’m yours.” Yejun whispers into your ear. 

The next morning you find yourself in Yejun’s bed wearing his shirt with no other clothes and under his soft blanket with Yejun nowhere to be found. You bury yourself in his blanket in embarrassment before Yejun walks back into his room slowly getting himself back into his bed thinking you were asleep. 

“Oh, you’re awake.” Yejun said surprised 

“Mhm” you say quietly embarrassed.