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By asking around, you finally found the room the team practised in and were more or less surprised to find it in the basement of the art building. Standing in front of it now, you bit your lip and looked at the flyer that had brought you here. One of Jiwoo’s friends, Minji, had given it to you only three hours ago. Her bother had been on the team before, but due to an injury (breaking the forefinger of his right hand) he couldn’t play for the time being and now they were in desperate need for an ADC. It was rather lucky that you used to play that exact position back when you were still actively playing League in High School. Clearing your throat, you raised your hand and knocked at the door, shifting nervously from one foot to the other.

“Door is open!” someone yelled from inside and you took a deep breath before pushing down the doorhandle and opening the door. You were met by a bigger room than expected, desks were placed in the middle of the room, five at hand, and two more at the end of the room. They all carried high end computers and you wondered how they were able to afford these with basically no support from the university. At the tables in the middle sat four boys, one of them being your newest prey. He was sitting at the table furthest from you, black, big headphones on, his brown hair a curly mop. Looking at you was only the boy you hadn’t noticed before.

“Uh, did you get lost?” he asked, and you jumped a little. He was sitting on top of another desk to your right you hadn’t noticed before. His legs were dangling from the table and there sat a huge back of chips on top of his lap. His brown eyes were wide as he stared at you. You quickly shook your head.

“No, I, uh, I got this flyer from a friend and wanted to apply for the position,” you explained, lifting up the flyer in your hand.

Without any reason except for comedic relief probably, the bag of chips fell from his lap and landed on the floor, spilling chips everywhere. The boy didn’t care though.

“You- you want to- what?” his jaw was dropped and if he were to widen his eyes any more, they would probably fall out. Coughing, you closed the door behind you now and looked from the boy to the others who still hadn’t taken notice of your arrival.

“I want to apply. For the position. If it’s still available, of course.”

By the way the boy looked at you, you knew that it was, indeed, still available. He just didn’t seem to understand what the hell was happening.

“I- You- you want to apply, like, for real?” he stuttered again and you bit your tongue, not wanting to get on anyone’s bad side so early in. Instead of answering something snappy, you just nodded and smiled.

“Yeah. For real. I used to play a lot in High School and recently got back into it. When I saw the flyer, I thought it was… basically destiny.” You looked over at the other boys now, your smile turning into a soft smirk. The guy you were talking to quickly jumped from his seat now and nodded.

“Right, sure, I, uh, wait, let me get our captain!”

And with that he basically ran over to Wonwoo’s desk and leaned forward to whisper something in his ear. You watched them and slowly turned your whole body around, crossing your arms over your chest. Now, Wonwoo looked up and your eyes met almost immediately. He was handsome, just like on his pictures, but he was definitely more attractive in real life. He was wearing round specs on his nose and his hair was brown and curly and if you didn’t know any better, you’d take him for an absolute gaming nerd. He did, indeed, study game design, but other than that he was into sports and even part of an amateur football team with some of his friends. All of that info had been visible on his socials that you had been checking out these past few days, getting ready for whatever was coming your way.

Now, Wonwoo got up from his chair as he took of his headphones and walked over to where you were standing. His tall frame could have intimidated you, but you were glad that it didn’t. Smiling up at him, you held up one hand as to wave.

“Wooseok here tells me you want to join the team?” Wonwoo asked when he came to a stop in front of you.

“Yes, that’s correct,” you responded with your hand going down again. Wonwoo eyed you a little suspicious, before he spotted the flyer in your hand and clicked his tongue.

“Not just anyone has access to those,” he said and pointed at it, “which means someone gave it to you.”

You nodded slowly, a little confused by his antics.

“Well, I guess I’ll have to see you play before I decide anything. You down for a round?”

 Thirty minutes later you had helped the team to victory and Wonwoo officially made you part of the team. Grinning from ear to ear, you stood next to the table you had played at and were introduced to the other members of the team. The first one was the boy who had greeted you, Jung Wooseok. He was tall and slim and very shy. He was the substitute for the top-laner, or more the “other” top-laner, since he and Taehyung always alternated in their matches because both of them were super busy. So, yes, Wooseok and Kim Taehyung on top, next was the jungler, a very eager and talented young freshman by the name Kim Sunoo, who kept on showing you thumbs up whenever you looked at him, mid-lane was Wonwoo himself and last but not least was your support, Kim Junseo. All of them seemed happy to finally have an ADC again and, to say it in Sunoo’s words, one that could totally kick everyone’s butts.

“We practice every Tuesday, Thursday and Sunday. Does that work for you?” Wonwoo handed her a schedule that he kept in a black folder with the team’s name (Yonsei Energetics) on it. You took it with a thank you and a smile and chewed on your bottom lip. Training times where from 7:30 pm to 10 pm at the mentioned days, which was quite a lot, now that you thought of it. Was it really worth it just to get Wonwoo to hook up with you? You looked up and saw that he was back to organising whatever other documents he had in that folder and felt a little bad. It probably wasn’t exactly your most humane move, all of this. Most certainly did not highlight you being a good person and all that. But, oh well, it wasn’t like you were gonna force yourself on any of the guys. In case they weren’t interested, you would just back down and tell Jiwoo to pick someone else.

“That’s fine with me,” you finally replied and put the schedule in your bag, “but is it okay, if I sit out the practice today? I still have something I need to do. But I’ll definitely be here on Sunday!” you definitely needed to have a talk with Jiwoo about this whole thing before you could fully commit. Wonwoo looked at you again and nodded.

“Sure,” he said, before pulling his phone out of his pocket and handing it to you, “put your number in, so I can add you to the group chat.”

Smiling, you took the phone and did as he asked, saving your number in the most neutral way possible, just with your last and first name.

He thanked you, once you gave it back to him and you purposely let your hand linger on his a little too long. He noticed this, his eyes shooting up to meet yours only to be met by an innocent smile.

“I’m looking forward to be playing with you,” you said then, your eyes never leaving his. You saw how his Adam’s apple bopped when he swallowed at your words.

“Y-yeah, me too,” he said then and finally grabbed his phone back, his cheeks now very obviously red.

And that was how you knew your task wouldn’t be hard this time as well.

 Beginning training was the hardest part about Wonwoo. He was incredibly ambitious and determined to win every single tournament the team could take place in. Your first real match came about a week after you had started training with the boys. You had gotten comfortable with them by then, even on a first name plus honorific basis, having the most of them call you noona, since you were older than them.

It was on the day of the match that you found yourself making the first move on Wonwoo, or at least the first move that was successful enough for him to catch on.

You had just won your second game out of five and the hosts gave you a break of ten minutes, when Wonwoo was standing at the back of the room, reading on what he had written down during the few times he had been dead in the last game. You made your way over there and touched his shoulder slightly, letting your fingers brush against it and go down his arm just a little bit. He looked up at you, a little bit startled, but relaxed once he saw you and smiled.

“You did great, Y/N. We’re really happy to have you on the team.” His eyes were locked on yours as he spoke. You smiled now, nodding slightly.

“Thank you. I’m also happy to be on your team,” you said taking a step closer to him and reaching your hand for something behind him, causing you to be even closer to him. From here you could smell his perfume, a soft smell you could only describe as fresh and light. That, mixed with his own natural smell, left you a little bit breathless. Slowly, you grabbed the bottle of water that was standing on the table and leaned back again, looking into his eyes once more when you were back at your old spot. Wonwoo had held his breath the second you had got this close to him and tried his very best to get the very inappropriate thoughts out of his head. You were his teammate; he was your captain. There just was no space for-

But his brain stopped working the second you began drinking out of the bottle, your lips wrapped around the head so delicately. He saw the tip of your tongue there in the bottle for a second, and he wasn’t even sure why or how this was so hot to him, but it was. You swallowed down the water and licked your lips when you were done, making them look shiny and oh so kissable. Wonwoo gulped.

“If we win this, captain,” you put the bottle back on the table, “I think we should celebrate. Don’t you think?”

“U-uh, yeah, of course. We’re gonna get dinner, all of us and-,”

“I meant, just you and me. I think it’s only appropriate for the team leader to treat his newest recruit to dinner… don’t you think? Especially after a win?” You were stepping closer to him once again, your hand now finding his arm and touching it with nothing but your fingertips, making his heart race in his chest. He looked down at you, looked at your red lips and the pretty eyes, the way you were basically begging him with them to just-

“The hosts are calling us!” Sunoo shouted from the other side of the room and the two of you turned their heads to him, a little startled. Without another word, Wonwoo just walked back to his seat, leaving you smirking to yourself.

 Your team ended up losing. Somehow your mid-laner just did not have his head in the game.

That night, you laid on your bed and wondered if you should just text him. He had seemed pretty upset with himself when you had lost the next three games and you did kind of feel bad.

Biting your lip, you opened his chat (as of now it only contained questions about game plans or notices of you being a bit late for practice) and texted him.

You [10:23pm]: hey, I hope you’re not beating yourself up too much, captain ☹

Looking at the text you bounced your leg a bit, slightly nervous about whether he was even gonna respond or not. But not even three minutes later, the reply came in.

Wonwoo [10:25pm]: oh hey… nah, it’s fine. I mean it’s not like this was an important match so it’s chill.

You [10:26pm]: yeah but losing still sucks…

You [10:26pm]: also we didn’t get to celebrate

Wonwoo [10:28pm]: oh, yeah…

Wonwoo [10:28pm]: next time then

You [10:30pm]: hm I think next time is not soon enough for me… I kinda wanna celebrate now..

Wonwoo [10:31pm]: huh? Now? But we lost?

You [10:31pm]: true. But sometimes losers get a consolation prize, don’t they?

Wonwoo [10:32pm]: good point. So what did you have in mind?

You thought about this for a second. How were you gonna play this? You could ask him to come over, sure. But you could also give him a bit of a sneak peek of what he could have if he wanted. If he let you.

You [10:34pm]: I want to make you feel better

You [10:34pm]: you looked so sad after we lost…

You [10:34pm]: wanna make captain feel good

You sunk a little lower in your bed once you’ve sent the messages, suddenly feeling nervous. Sure, you had gotten responses from him before, definitely. But this was bold, this was you straight up flirting, basically telling him you wanted to do at least something with him. You grabbed the blanket and turned over to your side, staring at your screen. The little ones next to your messages had disappeared and now all that was needed was his response. If there was one. Your beating heart was not helping you in any way and even though you tried to breath steadily, you couldn’t. Quickly, you closed the app and locked your phone, laying back onto your back and taking a deep breath. When you were just about to tell yourself to calm the heck down, your phone vibrated next to you.

Wonwoo [10:39pm]: how do you want to do that?

Simple, but effective. You bit your tongue, thinking about what to respond.

You [10:40pm]: in whatever way you want me to

Wonwoo [10:40pm]: I’m not good at this kind of stuff, y/n…

Wonwoo [10:40pm]: but fuck I really wanna know what you wanna do to make me feel good

His curse through text went straight down to your core. Pressing your thighs together came almost as an instinct and you immediately switched from nervous to bold.

You [10:41pm]: I want to go on my knees for you

You [10:41pm]: wanna take your cock into my mouth so badly

You [10:41pm]: wanna make you feel so good with my mouth… been wanting that since the first day I saw you

Wonwoo [10:42pm]: holy shit

Wonwoo [10:42pm]: show me that pretty mouth y/n please

Thanks to your arousal, you had no problem at all taking a picture of your lips for him. The picture was up close of your lips with a bit of tongue showing in your mouth. Thanks to your earlier chewing, they looked red and a bit thicker, making you thank yourself for that usually so annoying habit.

You [10:44pm]: [Attached a photo]

You [10:44pm]: wish your cock was in between those right now

Wonwoo [10:45pm]: so pretty

Wonwoo [10:45pm]: bet they’d look so pretty around my cock

Wonwoo [10:45pm]: fuck I’m so hard right now

You [10:45pm]: can you show me? Please

Wonwoo [10:45pm]: you wanna see how hard you made me?

You [10:46pm]: please

Anticipation filled you and you were not disappointed when his next message was a picture. You opened it with your core throbbing and gasped when you saw what he had sent. It was a picture of the clear outline of his hard cock underneath his grey briefs.

“Fuck, he’s big,” you said to yourself, your arm reaching to your side and opening the drawer in your night table. You found what you were looking for easily, getting a hold of your absolute favourite vibrator and putting it on the bed next to you.

You [10:50pm]: you’re so big

You [10:50pm]: I am so wet for you

Wonwoo [10:50pm]: are you gonna touch yourself, baby?

You [10:51pm]: do you want me to touch myself?

Wonwoo [10:51pm]: yeah

Wonwoo [10:51pm]: wanna see it too… wanna see you…

The second he sent that message, you closed the chat and opened his contact, calling him on FaceTime. He picked up after the second ring and you were welcomed by his red face, specks on as always and hair held back with a black hairband. He looked so sexy, you were sure you weren’t gonna last long, even if this was the only view, you’d get.

“Hi,” you said and let your teeth sink into your bottom lip.

“Hi,” he replied, a little breathless.

“Are you already touching yourself?” You asked, with a small grin. Wonwoo’s face turned even redder now.

“I- I just couldn’t help myself. All the things you said, your lips, that was so fucking hot.”

“It’s okay. I wanna touch myself so badly, too. Can you show me? Show me you touching yourself?” You sat up a little straighter and spread your legs as you did, ready for either the vibrator or your fingers to start doing what you needed the most right now. Wonwoo did the same as you, sitting up in his bed and nodding, turning around his camera the next second and presenting you with his big hand wrapped around his hard cock. You couldn’t help but moan at the sight, deciding to give him a bit of a show and bring two of your fingers to your mouth and shove them inside, sucking them to be wet.

“F-fuck,” Wonwoo started jerking off now, his eyes more than probably on you as you sucked on your fingers. You watched how his hand moved, how precum started to leak from the tip and the urge to lick it away overcame you right away. You let go off your fingers and quickly brought them down to your throbbing pussy, touching your clit right away.

“O-oh, wanna taste you so bad,” you whined as you began circling your clit with your fingers. Wonwoo groaned at that and his hand moved even faster.

“If you keep saying stuff like that I won’t last long,” he exhaled and you somehow managed a giggle, before looking to the side and eyeing your vibrator.

“Do you mind if I use a vibrator?” you asked and looked back at the screen, where he now showed his face again. He was flushed and looked at you with hooded eyes.

“No, please, yeah, go ahead.”

No hesitation left, you grabbed it, and turned it on, already about to bring it to your throbbing clit – when you had a better idea. You smirked and looked back at the screen and into Wonwoo’s reddened face.

“Well, thank you, Wonwoo-yah. I’ll see at you at training then. If you can wait that long,” you said and your cheeky smirk was now joined by a wink, your words completely throwing him off.

“Wha-,” he began, but you just sent him a flying kiss and ended the call, chuckling to yourself. Now, he knew what he could have. Now, he only had to get it for himself.

Still, after you had placed your phone on your bedside table, you finally brought the vibrator to your core, making yourself feel good while thinking off how good Wonwoo would feel inside you.

 It wasn’t like Wonwoo wasn’t a bit pissed at you for ending the call and leaving him to himself after getting him worked up and all, but he wasn’t one to hold grudges, especially not after you had shown up to the next training wearing a very short skirt and a skin-tight crop top, not leaving much to the imagination.

Obviously, it had been your plan to get him distracted, but you had not thought that it would turn out this good. All the other team members were not really affected by your choice of clothing, but Wonwoo seemed to not be able to take his eyes off you whenever he had the chance. You were seated at the desk next to him and took every chance you got to look over at him with an innocent smile, while he was eating up your legs and your chest with the red face you knew so well by now.

Your phone encounter had happened three days ago, and you had been surprised that he hadn’t tried to see you earlier, but you did kind of figure that he was still a bit shy and unsure what to make of you. This very obviously had to end today. Not to mention that Jiwoo was reminding you of the eleven other people you still had to woo every chance she got. Once the second practice game was over, you took of your headphones and got up, feeling Wonwoo’s eyes on you the second you were on your feet. The other boys also got up and you heard Wooseok say something about being hungry and quickly you turned around to face him, a wide smile on your lips.

“How about you three go to the convenient store? Grab us some snacks? Oh, and isn’t there this real good tteokbeokki place just across from it? You wanna get some of that, too? My treat,” you grabbed for your purse and threw it to Wooseok, who caught it with his mouth shaped like an ‘O’.

“Noona, are you for real? That’s awesome! Common guys, lets go!” Junseo, Sunoo and Wooseok thanked you, and walked out, leaving you alone with Wonwoo, who was very much tense on his chair, looking up at you. Slowly, you turned back around to him, licking your lips.

“Guess that makes two,” you almost whispered and Wonwoo nodded slowly, his eyes not leaving your even for a second.

“Guess so,” he mumbled back and you saw him swallowing, his Adam’s apple bopping. Without any hesitation, you took a step forward and leaned over, your arms now on the armrests of Wonwoo’s chair. His eyes widened a bit.

“I’m gonna kiss you now,” you said and let your eyes wander to his lips that were now slightly opened.

“Okay,” he breathed, and this gave you the final go. Quickly, you pressed your lips to his and he immediately kissed you back, his hands finding your hips. A rush of emotions made its way through your veins, leaving you hungry for his touch as well wanting to be as close as him as you could. A second later you found yourself straddling his lap, your arms wrapped around his neck and his around your waist, your lips moving against each other in quick motions, whilst your tongues were circling around each other, touching whenever they could, shooting lust straight to your core.

“We don’t have long until they come back,” Wonwoo breathed out when you parted your lips from his, to now kiss his neck and suck on his skin, making him moan quietly.

“Guess we’ll have to be quick then,” you replied against his neck, pressing another kiss onto it, before sitting up and taking one of his hands from your waist to slowly move it underneath your skirt. Wonwoo let out a soft gasp, when he found that you were wearing nothing underneath it.

“Fuck,” was what he said before his lips devoured yours again, his thumb now finding your bud and slowly rubbing circles around it, making you moan into the kiss. If you were honest, you wanted his fingers inside of you, prepping you for his cock because there was nothing else you needed as much as him right now. And as if on cue, Wonwoo moved his fingers down, soaking them in your wetness and making his way further down, until they finally reached where you needed them the most.

A louder moan escaped your lips when he pushed a finger inside of you, starting to slowly finger fuck you with it. His mouth was exploring your neck now and his free hand moved up your stomach and shoved up your shirt, exposing your very much see-through bra, that he quickly moved to the side, so his hand could get a good hold of your breast. He grabbed and massaged it, making you throw your head back. His mouth moved down now and was on your nipple shortly after, sucking on it softly. You couldn’t help but clench around his finger as you moaned his name and rocked your hips against his hand.

“W-Wonwoo, add another finger, please,” you asked of him, and he did just as wanted, pulling out his one finger to come back with two.

“You are so incredibly beautiful, Y/N,” he said, his lips now close to your ear, his thumb circling around your hard nipple, fingers pumping into you hard and quick. Instead of answering, you brought your free hand to his cheek and turned his head to face you, kissing him hungrily. He once again kissed you back right then, moving his hand quicker and making you squirm. God, how was he so good at that, how had he feeling you this close to release in mere moments? Now, you let your hands wander off to his pants, opening his button and zipper, already feeling his erection against your thigh, and finally, with his help, managed to pull down his jeans and briefs, freeing his hard cock from their holds. You looked down and bit your lip, neither the picture nor the video had done it any justice.

“You’re so big…,” you said and looked into his eyes again, catching him staring at you with hooded eyes, just like on the video call a few days ago. Your hand wrapped around him now, and you started jerking him off, wanting to get him fully hard, after all you were kind of on a time limit. He swore under his breath when you moved faster, matching the way he was still fingering you.

“Shit, you- fuck, how are you so good at this?” he said as he was the one to throw his head back now. Grinning, you just kissed his now very open neck and couldn’t help but suck on the skin beneath his Adam’s apple, making him groan in pleasure.

“I wanna ride your dick now, Wonwoo, may I?” you said after you had left a pretty mark and he nodded quickly, his head only slowly coming back to his place. He then pulled his fingers out and you moved up your body, ready to finally feel him inside of you, when-

“I don’t have a condom.”

Oh, right. You looked up at him and thought for a second. Well, you were on the pill. And it wasn’t like you had fucked anyone without a condom lately, you and Joshua had used one and judging by how Wonwoo was very socially awkward, you didn’t take him as someone who just screwed around.

“I’m on the pill,” you replied after a bit of a silence that was filled with your very heavy breathing. Wonwoo nodded, looking down at where your pussy was about to basically swallow his cock.

“That’s cool. Yeah, very cool, like, super coo-,” his sentence ended in a moan and his eyes closing since you had decided to just finally sink down on him, feeling him stretch your walls, making you feel oh so full. You couldn’t help but moan as well, moving your hips the second he was inside of you completely, adjusting to his size.

“Oh, y-you feel so good,” he said and bucked his hips, causing you to whimper, but in a very positive way. Now, you couldn’t help it, you began moving, getting the perfect angle after only a few tries, for him to hit you right where you needed him to. Your arms were wrapped around his neck again and your lips found each other, another hungry kiss full of teeth and tongue erupting. His cock felt incredible inside of you, hugging your walls as if he belonged there. He wasn’t doing much though and you were fine with it, fine with fucking yourself on his cock and getting reactions from him.

“You’re so tight, how the fuck are you so tight,” Wonwoo let out breathless between your kiss and you smirked, propping your hands on his shoulders and moving even quicker than before. Again, Wonwoo swore and his hands on your hips wandered to your ass underneath your skirt, squeezing it hard and making you groan, your teeth sinking into your bottom lip. His eyes were not closed completely, and his mouth was dropped open as he watched you bounce on his dick. You loved the way he looked at you, the way he seemed to be in awe about your abilities and so you decided to give him a bit more. You stopped moving for a second, only to lean back, your hands now supporting your weight, propped on his knees and you began to move your hips in circles. Judging by the way his dick twitched and the moan that came out of Wonwoo’s mouth, you were pretty sure he liked it.

“Do you like this? Like the way I ride your dick, Wonwoo-yah?”

Yet another very quick and rapid nod, with his mouth still dropped and his eyes set on you. Grinning and still moving your hips around, one of your hands moved to your chest and you shoved the other cup of your bra to the side, so that both of your breasts were out for him to enjoy looking at. Then, without giving him a warning, you changed the movements from circles to humping again, your breasts now freely jumping with you. Wonwoo couldn’t help but to stare at them, bucking his hips here and there. At some point though, his hands moved back to your hips, and he pushed you down, making you gasp, but quickly after almost melt in pleasure; he started thrusting up at amazing speed and right where you needed him. Something that came close to a scream made its way out of your throat and your eyes were set on his, as he kept fucking into you.

“I am- I am so close,” he said. And yes, you were close too, feeling it creeping up your spine, ready to leave you breathless.

“Cum for me, baby,” you heard yourself say and for a second you thought that maybe he wasn’t into that, but judging by the way his eyes widened at that and how he seemed to move even faster, you were proven wrong.

“F-fuck, do- do you want me to cum inside of you?” he asked, and his nails seemed to dig into your skin, making it burn in the most delicious way.

“Yeah, please, baby, want you to cum inside of me so badly,” you replied, looking at him while biting your lip. This seemed to spur him on more, because his hips moved more erratic, his face red and his hands still pushing your hips down hard. Your own climax seemed to come closer and closer with every thrust and the second you felt his dick twitch inside of you, felt him lose all sense of control, you also felt yourself being pushed over the edge.

“I’m cumming, shit- I’m-,” he could only stutter breathlessly when he finally finished, filling you up with his cum and making you moan his name loudly. His hands let go off your hips and found your back instead, pushing you closer to him, your chin ending up on his shoulder, as he slowly caressed your back, panting into your ear as you were panting into his.

Getting down from your high took a while and it was an absolute miracle that the boys came back right when you had gotten back from the washroom to firstly use the bathroom and also clean yourself up a bit. They were just setting up the snacks on the table next to the door when you walked in and you gave them a warm smile before looking over at Wonwoo, who had sat back down on his chair and was checking something on his phone. You had also texted Jiwoo on the toilet, telling her that your assignment was completed and now that you were back, you started to feel kind of bad. Closing the door behind you, you walked over to where he was sitting and tapped his shoulder. He looked up at you and smiled and you did feel some sense of thankfulness to yourself for not feeling like you had developed any kind of feelings, like you had back with Joshua.

“Listen, my mum just called me, something is up at home, and I need to leave early today, is that okay?” you said and tilted your head to the side a bit. Wonwoo quickly got up and looked at you a little worried.

“Is everything okay?” he asked, and you nodded, smiling.

“Yeah, nothing to worry about. I’ll text you!” You waved at him, got your purse back from the boys and stole a bag of chips, before walking out of the room and off to meet Jiwoo.

 She was already seated at your usual table of your favourite restaurant and grinned at you as you sat down.

“There she is. Our champ,” she said, and you rolled your eyes, putting your bag on the free chair next to you.

“Shut up. Did you get my text? I also sent you your first guy. Kim Donghan, he’s in one of my classes. Very handsome, likes to dance. Maybe you can bond over that?”

Jiwoo nodded and took a sip from her glass of water.

“Yep, I saw. And I also have your third one ready. And get this, he is a foreigner.”

“Joshua was too, kind of,” you said and raised an eyebrow. Jiwoo was the one to roll her eyes now.

“Yeah, but he was a dick. The one I picked this time is the nicest. And funny. Hilarious, actually. You’ll probably stay friends with him after you fucked him.”

That made you think. What was supposed to happen to you and Wonwoo now? You took a deep breath. This was fine. You would find a way. Never lose sight of the game.

“Great. What’s his name?”

Before Hoshi could fully register what y/n meant, he was thrown on the bed, y/n hovering over him. He gasped softly as y/n started placing kisses on his jaw and neck. "If you wanted to be loud like this, you should've told me." Hoshi hummed in reply, grabbing onto y/n's shirt. Y/n slipped his hands under Hoshi's shirt, letting his hands caress Hoshi's sides. Hoshi shivered at the soft exciting touch, his face going reddish as he was flustered.

Y/n started making hickeys on Hoshi's neck, loving to hear his small sounds. Hoshi started tugging on y/n's shirt, the excitement building up. He wanted to see y/n naked, as he slowly got into the mood for it. Y/n softly nibbled on one of the hickeys, letting Hoshi make a cute groan. Y/n smirked and then sat up, taking up his shirt and unbuttoning his pants. Hoshi looked at him, his hands reaching out to tug on the waistline of y/n's jeans.

Y/n noticed the needy look in Hoshi's eyes, happy that he was able to make Hoshi feel this way. He grabbed Hoshi's hands, holding them tightly. "I decide. You just make your sounds." Hoshi looked at y/n, nodding as he just couldn't resist y/n's dominance. Y/n then dipped down, moving Hoshi's shirt up to place kisses and nibbles on Hoshi's abdomen. He went lower, towards Hoshi's waistline, his hands resting on Hoshi's hips. Y/n suddenly felt Hoshi's pants tighten, and he smirked. "Oh... I see.."

Hoshi tilted his head to the side, trying to hide his face in the pillow. Y/n cupped Hoshi's bulge, and Hoshi let out a cute soft moan. Y/n slowly palmed the bulge, loving to see Hoshi slightly stir and wriggle at the sensation. Hoshi moaned softly, beginning to get needy for real. "More- please more-" Y/n smirked, happy to hear Hoshi's begging. He took off his own pants and boxers, unbuttoning Hoshi's pants slowly. Hoshi groaned at the teasing tempo, gasping as y/n quickly pulled his pants down and let his hard-on free.

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As both of their pants were off, y/n pushed Hoshi's legs in position. Hoshi almost couldn't wait anymore, looking at y/n with lust and neediness. Y/n lined himself up, before slowly pushing himself in. Hoshi moaned and threw his head back, feeling y/n push in all the way. Hoshi grabbed onto the sheets, feeling full and good, but he knew y/n hadn't even begun yet. Y/n smirked and started moving slowly at first, but soon picked up the pace.

Hoshi soon couldn't do anything else than just moan in pleasure. Y/n knew exactly where and how he had to thrust to make Hoshi go insane. He moaned softly at the sensation as well, but he tried to stay quiet. He wanted to hear Hoshi's amazing sounds, moans, groans, whatever it was, he wanted to hear it all. He grabbed the smaller male, turning him into a different position. Hoshi let himself be guided, too overrun by pleasure to protest.

Y/n began thrusting, searching around a bit until he heard the sound he was most excited to hear. The loud, squealish moan from Hoshi's mouth, told y/n he found exactly the right spot. He smirked and began thrusting at a quick and sharp tempo. Hoshi felt his mind go blank with pleasure, moaning uncontrollably. Y/n kept going and going, wanting to make everybody hear that Hoshi was in great pleasure.

At some point, y/n could feel the knot in his stomach tighten. He kept thrusting, trying to hold back, but he felt Hoshi tense up as well. Y/n leaned down, being close to Hoshi's face. He pressed a kiss to Hoshi's temple, thrusting in a few more times. He heard Hoshi's moans come to a stop, and at that moment, they both released. Hoshi gave out a beautiful loud moan, giving y/n shivers of how amazing it sounded. Y/n rode out his high, both panting heavily.

“choi y/n you’re with jeon wonwoo” the monotonous deliverance from the TA stemmed a sigh that left your lips subconsciously. you turned your head to the right and a steely, dark and unwavering pair of brown eyes met yours. jeon wonwoo, the quiet, dismissive but very intelligent classmate of yours stared into you for a couple seconds before turning back towards his own assignment on his laptop. you merely nod your head to nothing before the TA dismissed the class, causing the flock of students in the history lecture flee from the lecture hall with grace, ready to end their day or attend their next class. some students hung behind to discuss the matters of the assignment with their designated partners and you decided to do the same.

you took your own sweet time packing your laptop into your backpack before a tall, looming figure casts a shadows upon you. you finally had a clear look of him whilst before your eyesight were betraying you. he’s the typical, lowkey stand off, quiet but very attractive young man, a character you often stumble upon at some point of your life. most times, it was more annoying than attractive to you because people like him are very contemptuous and outrageously pompous. you shot up from your seat and stood in front of him, waiting for him to talk to you first since you didn’t want to leave a bad impression towards your project partner.

“we can work on the project at the uni’s library. is tomorrow afternoon okay for you?” he asked, you didn’t realise how deep his voice actually goes. with the thin-rimmed glasses resting upon the bridge of his nose and the cashmere knitted, cream coloured sweater he was wearing, his voice was very uncanny to hear.

“tomorrow afternoon is fine, i’ll e-mail you the materials and we can work from there.” you replied, it was uncomfortable to you while he stood inches away from you and actively studying your face. he nodded and gripped the strap of his backpack before walking away. you did not know how to feel, you cannot deny his attractiveness and the stroke of heat that travels through your body as he stood close towards you.

this should be fun right?

you waited at the table near the windows with your laptop opened in front of you. you’re currently sorting through the materials and crafting a rough draft of your part of the assignment. wonwoo wasn’t late, you were just very early since the professor of your last class couldn’t make it to the lecture. you didn’t realise the time has passed as you typed through your rough draft until the sound of the wooden chair striking against the floor broke you out of your flow of thoughts. you immediately looked up and saw him sitting down directly across from you. being the somewhat inviting person you are, you decided to acknowledge his presence.

“hi, did you have class prior to this?” you asked, fingers resuming to type last few lines of your last rough draft. ever since the TA assigned the project to the both of you, you’ve never spoken to him verbally other than a few

e-mails regarding the materials and the submission of his rough draft for you to proof read and check. you were astounded to receive that e-mail since it was barely a couple hours since the TA had assigned it. of course, being one of the smartest kids in your class, his rough draft was nearly perfect and you only had to tweak a couple words to fit the theme better.

“i had a business management class.” he replied, his fingers began rapidly typing on the keyboard and it grew silent from there. it was almost distracting.

what’s more distracting is his goddamn features. you discreetly studies him as you finish typing the draft. the way the blue light from the screen reflected onto the lenses of his glasses made his eyes appear glittering almost had your heart lurching. the way he chews on his lips and furrowed his eyebrows as he reread the paragraph he wrote made you notice the warmth spreading on your face.

what the fuck? you swore. you’ll never have a chance with him, for all you know he probably hates your ass.

you shook off your thoughts and opened the google docs app and began typing the actual essay for the assignment. the lines above yours kept increasing and you tried your best to keep up.

what you didn’t notice was the sly smirk and the dark pair of brown eyes travelling towards your face, revelling at the sight in front of him.

he can get use to this

you were deep in your work before his alarm rang. thankfully, no one else was in the library since it was growing late into the evening. you looked up and meet his eyes again. wow, does he have really nice eyes.

“i need to go. i’ll make sure to send in the docs to you latest by tomorrow” he said before frantically packing up. you were dumbfounded. he’s probably late for something but you didn’t bother to ask since it is none of your business.

“it’s alright, this project isn’t due for another three days. you can take your time.” you replied softly, not wanting to stress him out.

“thank you y/n. i’ll see you soon.” he said in his deep tone that made your stomach do a flip. for some reason, you think your name sounds perfect coming from his lips.

since it is getting dark, you probably should leave the building before it gets too late.

you were in a state of boredom. your part of the project has already been done hours after you reached your apartment. to your surprise, the apartment was empty. maybe your roommate decide to stay the night at their boyfriend’s apartment. soon, the boredom slowly became unbearable so you decided to hit up the club for any sort of civilisation.

a seductive, red lip gloss dressed your lips as your fix the earrings dangling from your ears. the all black ensemble you were wearing definitely gave you a sense of high charisma and made you ooze confidence, perfect for a night out and warding off weird men. the heels you were wearing added an extra two inch to your strut. even though it’s probably going to be hell for you to walk in, you sure do look really good.

you took a cab to your favourite underground club, ready to take on the night.

the flashing led lights grabbed your attention as soon as you stepped into the dark nightclub. the atmosphere of drunk people in their early or mid 20’s dancing and having fun is never foreign to you. the bass boosted underground rap song pierce through your eardrums and made you heart thump along with every bass kick. you felt a surge of energy flowing through your veins so you wastes no time and walked towards the bar, before ordering your drink of choice for the night, completely ready to get wasted.

you are now on your fourth shot of vodka and dancing your way in the middle of the club. you’re a pretty sensible person off alcohol but when a substance is coursing through your blood, you tend to get a little too wild. the light changed and another song arrived through the speakers. you decided to leave the dance floor and return back to the bar to get another shot of whatever the hell you wishes

now i’m on my way to whatever’s waitin'

뭐가됐든 go straight (go straight)

fuck what they’d be talkin' 'bout

(fuck they talkin' 'bout)

their opinion doesn’t count like ooh

a loud scream can be heard on the dance floor, everyone began to vibe to the new heavy hitting bass playing through the very big speaker. a younger looking boy with bleached blonde hair appear with three other men on the stage

로또 터뜨린지도 어느덧

두달이 됐지 (yup)

나름 높아져, 벌농 인지도

man, 그 누가 알았겠니 (you get me?)

불가능해 보이던 모든건

수영이나 갔다오라해

wait, enough with vernon

원우형 here’s the torch

이제 가서 소각해요 man

even in your drunk state you couldn’t miss the rhythm of his name on stage since you have been thinking about him ever since the project was assigned. the craved, intricately carved, glass of bourbon wrapped safely around your fingers before you began sipping on it slowly. the sight you see next was nothing that you could’ve ever expected.

the red spotlight shined through the familiar figure, though he’s dressed so differently from when you saw him last.

uh 주위에선 그래 가능성 로또래

내가 노력만 한다면

대박 쯤은 그냥 터트릴거래

별의 별 놈들은 나에게 한마디씩 던지지

내가 볼 땐 넌 백날 해도 안돼

난 답하지 난 아직 어린이

발전 가능성이 높은 나에 비해 전혀 없어 넌

옛말에 똥은 더러워 피해

째려도 전혀 안 무서워

비교하면 난 박잘타는 흥부 너도 따라해도

넌 박치에 가깝지 내가 볼땐 니행동을보면 전혀 노력 금물 uh

너는 옥타곤 지옥에서 기어

난 바쁘니까 엄마가 보면 놀래 가사노동

할땐 주부들만치니까

나도 놀랬지 가끔 너 보면 빡치니까

넌 을이 없게도 그리해놓고 어디서 여기서 갑질이야

the familiar deep and heart rumbling tone of his voice pierced through the speakers and into your auditory senses. you focused your eyes towards the stage and there you see him, the man of the hour, hyping the crowd up like it’s nobody’s business but his. what surprises you his outlook, he appears more confident, more fierce, more arrogant and a bad news to literally anyone regardless of gender and preferences. he ditched the usually

thin-rimmed glasses and left the piercing cold and sharp eyes out on display. a black tight fitting tank top fit snug against his broad shoulder and chest. the purple, satin outerwear that’s slowly falling of his shoulders reveal biceps that could be envied by a lot of people and the huge written tattoos splayed on his neck and collarbones are the most unexpected part of him.

the smart and witty lyrics flows out of his lips perfectly against the rhythm of the overdriven instrumental. his motions in sync with the beat of the music made it seems like he has been doing this since forever, he wasn’t foreign to anything. that is not the jeon wonwoo you knew. the jeon wonwoo you knew was a quiet, smart and dismissive, not the one that oozes confidence and charisma like it is a switch to be turned on and off. you could not believe your sight. your heart thumped loudly against your chest with the music. the drink in your hand is slowly disappearing from the cup and into your mouth. you turned towards the bartender and asked for a refill, the torch has been passed from wonwoo to another member of his underground rap team and all you want to do is accept this as a dream and resume your night.

the song finally ended and the crowd went batshit crazy. you were still leaning against the bar looking at the stage still reeling in at the fact that the person with the rap team is your fucking history project partner.

wonwoo shared handshakes with his member before making his way towards the bar, ready to end the night with some good ol’ alcohol before another day began tomorrow. to his surprise. he saw a familiar figure leaning against the bar, drink in hand and cheeks flushed red. oops, his cheeky little secret have been exposed by none other than the person he has taken admiration to. the surge of confidence he got really made him a completely different person.

you mentally prepare yourself as you saw him walking straight towards you. you fixed your posture to appear taller and more confident even though you’re still inches shorter than his six foot height. you almost curse at the sight of him with that smirk playing on his lips. he walked past you and motioned for the bartender.

“i’ll have what she’s having.” he pointed at you, eyes lingered towards your figure for a couple seconds which made you almost cower at the sheer intenseness of the stare.

“so what brings you here. i didn’t realise this is your type of gig.” the question hung from his lips

once his drink is safe in his grip, you muster up the courage to finally speak to the new personality you just discovered.

“i think that question is way more suited towards you no?” you replied, a hint of mischievousness apparent in your tone.

the bronze liquid flowed from the cup and down his throat.

“oh darling, you may find me full of surprises.”

Y/n nodded and looked at Dino as he talked. They had just finished a photoshoot for a magazine, the idol still being in full outfit and make up. Dino was explaining about how they were thinking of making a comeback, but y/n's attention kept getting drawn to Dino's lips.

The way they moved as Dino talked was distracting, and with the make up they somehow looked even more kissable than they already were. Y/n kept trying to focus back on Dino's eyes instead of his lips, but he failed many times. Dino hadn't noticed y/n's drifting focus, and he just kept explaining.

Dino laughed as another member made a comment on it from the other side of the studio, reacting back to it. Dino's smile filled y/n's heart with a fluttery feeling, and as Dino looked back at him he chuckled. "Why are you smiling like that?" Dino tilted his head as he saw a hint of redness begin to spread over y/n's cheeks.

Y/n cleared his throat and chuckled. "Nothing. Just.. continue your story. I was listening." Dino raised an eyebrow, but just nodded and continued. He smiled slightly as he remembered a joke, his eyes looking to the side for a moment. Y/n felt himself lean closer and closer, Dino not noticing until he felt y/n's hands cup his face. "I'm sorry."

Dino froze as he felt y/n's lips connecting with his. He didn't react in anyway, his body stiff with shock. Y/n retreated with a flustered feeling, his ears and cheeks fully red. Dino looked at him with wide eyes, still not really processing what happened. Y/n bit his lip and got up. "I'm so sorry.. oh god- I-" Y/n looked away. "I'm sorry. I apologize. I'll leave now.. you can join the others and go home with them.."

Before Dino could react, y/n had walked off. Dino blinked, the moment of the kiss flashing through his mind again and again. He softly brought his hand up, letting his fingers go over his lips. Did it really happen? Did y/n kiss Dino? The idol took a deep breath as he felt his heart skip a few beats. Did he like it?

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The next day, y/n was too embarassed to leave the house. He hadn't reacted to his texts or calls, and he stayed in his bedroom. He felt guilty for having kissed Dino out of the blue like that, as he thought he had ruined their friendship. Dino would hate him now, right? He did something stupid and he would regret it.

Y/n was tossing and turning in his bed, groaning at his own actions. He hated this feeling and he hoped Dino would just forget he ever existed. He was suprised by the door bell that rang, as he hadn't ordered or any food nor was he expecting anybody. He got up, checking in the mirror to see if he looked somewhat presentable and then walked to the front door.

As the door opened, Dino quickly looked up from his phone. He had been sending y/n messages all day, but as he never got a reaction he had gotten worried. He smiled as he saw y/n in the door opening, seeing the shock on the taller male's face. "Hi.. uhm.. I wanted to stop by to see if you were okay.."

Y/n gulped and averted his eyes, nodding slightly. "I'm fine.. just, was busy today. Can I do anything for you?" Y/n glanced at Dino, who was a bit confused at y/n's words. "Uhm.. you didn't react to any texts or calls.." "Yeah sorry, my phone has been charging and I haven't checked it yet.." Dino bit his lip and took a deep breath.

"Y/n, can I come in? I.. I wanna talk about yesterday." Dino put his phone back in his pocket, looking down. Y/n was silent for a moment but then nodded, stepping aside. "Yeah.. come in." Dino stepped inside, walking to the livingroom as y/n closed the door behind him. They sat down on the couch, silence taking over for a while.

Dino then took a deep breath, looking at y/n. "I liked it. The kiss." Dino's eyes darted around as he was thinking hard on how to go about this. "I uhm.. I felt things for you for quite a long time but.. never acted on it." Dino nodded and he felt his heart go a bit quicker.

"I actually came here to.. tell you I might want more but.. I don't.. I don't want to ruin our friendship." Dino sighed softly, too nervous to look at y/n. Y/n felt like a weight was lifted off of his shoulders, as he finally knew it wasn't just one-sided love. Dino had been keeping it secret as well.

"Dino.. I feel the same. I've felt like this for years. I was so afraid to ruin our relation if I let it slip and.. yesterday.. that happened." Y/n smiled slightly. "I'm so glad that we feel the same but.. do you really want more?" Dino looked at y/n with big eyes, shocked to find out they were both on the same level. Dino nodded as an answer and his cheeks got flushed.

"Yeah I want more... that's why I came here.." Dino bit his lip, y/n moving closer to him. Y/n stroked over Dino's flushed cheeks, smirking ever so slightly. "What kind of more do you want?" Y/n leaned in for a soft kiss, Dino making a small sound by surprise, but he kissed back in response. "Just a kiss?"

Dino shook his head, putting one hand on y/n's shoulder. "Can we.. do more in your bedroom?" Y/n raised an eyebrow and his smirk grew wider. "That kind of more.. alright.." Y/n got up and then pulled Dino up, both their hearts going wild. Y/n took Dino to his room, pushing him onto the bed with a chuckle.

"Oh come on! You look so funny!" Y/n laughed and look at Jeonghan with happy tears in his eyes. Jeonghan crossed his arms and looked away. "I don't like it." Jeonghan walked back in the bathroom, washing the dried up toothpaste up. Y/n tried to regain his posture in the meantime, wiping his eyes to get rid of his tears.

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Jeonghan came back to the livingroom after a while, looking at y/n with a pout. "You'll have to make up for what you did." Jeonghan sat down on the couch, clearly upset about the prank. Y/n smiled and got up, placing a kiss on Jeonghan's head. "Don't worry. I'll get you a snack." Jeonghan nodded slightly, staying quiet. Y/n chuckled and walked to the kitchen to get his plate of 'oreos'.  

Y/n came back with the plate, sitting down next to Jeonghan. He held the plate in front of his boyfriend. "Here you go. Oreos for my pouty baby." Jeonghan glanced at y/n before taking an oreo off the plate. Y/n smiled and stroked over Jeonghan's back, a mischievous smile slowly appearing on his face.

Jeonghan bit into the cookie, and he immediately noticed something was off. He chewed on the bite a few times, and as the taste came through, Jeonghan hit y/n. "Y/N! WHY?!" Jeonghan pushed the plate away, swallowing his bite with disgust. He looked at his boyfriend, very clearly upset. "Why are you doing this to me?"

Y/n just laughed once again, happy his pranks were succesfull. Jeonghan got up and walked off, and y/n heard the bedroom door slam. Y/n put the plate on the coffee table, laughing for a minute longer. As he calmed down, he noticed Jeonghan hadn't come back out yet. He got up, walking to bedroom, knocking on the door. "Babe?"

"Go away! I'm not in the mood for your stupid childish pranks! I worked my ass off today and I was hoping for a nice romantic evening but you ruined that plan!" Y/n sighed and leaned against the doorpost, never having meant to piss off his boyfriend like this. "Jeonghan.. can you forgive me? I was playful and you're the only one around.."

Y/n heard the door Jeonghan walk through the room, and as he heard a zipper he panicked slightly. "Babe?" "You better learn from this!" Y/n almost fell on top of Jeonghan as the door got opened all of a sudden. Jeonghan had packed a bag, ready to go to his friends to spend the night there. "No, please don't leave. I- I really didn't mean to anger you.." "Well you did. And I'm going."

Jeonghan wanted to walk past y/n, but the taller male easily held him back. Y/n pulled him into a hug, holding him tightly. "You're going nowhere. I apologize. Deeply. I won't ever do this again, okay? I'll prank others." Jeonghan huffed and stayed silent once more. Y/n stroked over Jeonghan's back, hoping to convince him to stay.

"You know what? We'll order some food, crash on the couch, watch a movie or two and end the evening with a glass of wine before bed. Does that sound romantic enough?" Y/n smiled, kissing Jeonghan's head. "Barely." Jeonghan mumbled into y/n's shoulder. "You better keep that promise or else you'll be sleeping on the couch for the next few months."