#wooseok x reader

You walked out of the club, pulling along your boyfriend as you fumed, angrily huffing as you got to the car. Your boyfriend just walking along as you held his hand, mind hazy and drunk from drinking. You drove home, opening the door and taking off your shoes. How dare that girl try to grind on your boyfriend, how dare she try kissing him. You laid down on your bed, grumbling. You watched as your giant of a boyfriend laid down by you. Your boyfriend being tall was a disadvantage even more so when he was 6'3. He looked at you, smiling. "I love you honey." You looked at him, he was probably sobering up by now. Then an idea came to your head, you didn't want him to sober up, you wanted him drunk on you. You got on top of him, pulling off his shirt and pulling his pants down. You reached into the side drawer and pulled out some rope, tying his hands to the headboard. He watched as you took off your clothes, grinding down on his hardening dick. He whimpered as you spread your hole, sinking down slowly on him. He watched with blurry eyes as you rode him, crying out how big he was and how full you felt. You leaned down and pressed a kiss to his lips, black polished nails pinching one of his nipples. You felt as his hips moved, trying to get you to continue. You pushed his hips down, riding him 'til you came, riding out the high you felt. He moaned out, crying to you how good he felt, how much he loved you and how he only needed you. You looked down at him smirking, pressing a finger to his heart.

"That's right, who's your daddy now, bitch."

You on the other hand haven’t waited around for nothing while you were away, and Wooseok knew he had no right to be upset, but the fact that you kissed other people while you were gone hurt. It also fills him with regret and a sense of self-loathing, as he watches you play around in the very same pool you kissed in at the beginning of summer. Your hair is wet and swept back and your cheeks are red from the sun or the undying laughter on your lips. He wishes to be the source of that laughter again, but you haven’t really spoken since your return. It’s weird, because it used to be so very different. You used to talk every single day and you used to play silly pranks and you used to call him your best friend. Now he is just some guy staring at you from the side of the pool, it seems. Eventually you catch him looking, a timid smile on your lips when you meet his gaze.

“Did you wanna come in?” You ask, and Wooseok knows this is your attempt to reach out to him, to try and fix the awkwardness, but all he can think of is who else you asked the same question to over the summer and if they said yes and if you kissed them in the water the way you kissed him, so he shakes his head. You press your lips together and Wooseok knows he made a mistake, knows he’s being childish, but it seems he can’t stop himself from acting foolish when it comes to you. 

“You’re so dumb,” Hyunggu comments, letting himself plop down onto the sunbed next to him, “I didn’t tell you about y/n’s summer hook up just so you could act like a depressed loser.”

Wooseok frowns at his friend, upset to be called out over behavior he is already beating himself up about, “What did you tell me for then?”

“To wake you up, obviously. Y/n isn’t going to endlessly wait for you just because you’re too much of a coward to act. And they aren’t going to run after you either. They already made the first move, more than once actually. It’s your turn to do something, or you’ll lose them. Don’t be such a fool.”

Wooseok doesn’t meet his friend’s gaze, instead staring at his bare feet, “Isn't it too late already?”

“Maybe. Or maybe not. Only one way to find out, right?” Hyunggu gives him a pat before leaning back in his sunbed, closing his eyes to enjoy the feeling of the sunshine on his skin. Wooseok can’t bring himself to do the same, can’t bring himself to relax. His eyes keep flickering back to you. Hyunggu is right, there is only one way to find out, and he’d hate himself for not at least giving it a shot.

He takes a deep breath, and then he gets up and jumps right in, the fresh water splashing around him. You turn your head in surprise.

“Actually I did want to,” Wooseok says, and although he isn’t even saying anything risky, he can hear his own heartbeat, loud and fast, as he waits for your reaction. When you smile, he feels himself flooded by the same sense of relief that he sees in your eyes. You wade over to him but you don’t say anything, leaving the ball in his court, and honestly, it’s fair enough because you’ve tried to approach him several times already. But it’s hard to muster up the courage. He stares at his hands under the water, watches the blurry silhouette of his fingers, before he finally looks back up at you. “I missed you this summer.”

You come a little closer, “Yeah, me too.”

He swallows down the little surge of bitterness that wants to crane its ugly head, because what point is there in asking why you kissed someone else then, if you’re standing in front of him right now, giving him your time and attention and no one else.

“I’m sorry for being weird before you left. And since you came back.”

“Yeah,” you nod, “you were kind of being a dick.”

“Sorry.”

“It’s fine if you don’t want to be anything more, but it kinda sucks you didn’t just tell me.”

“It’s not that,” Wooseok is quick to disagree, “I just—I’m an idiot.”

“So, you do… want to?”

“I do,” He reaches for your hand under the water, timidly tugging at your fingers, “I really do. I was just scared.”

“I’m scared too,” you say and your voice is soft and quiet, and your expression is so vulnerable it almost hurts to look at you, “But maybe we can tackle that fear together?”

Wooseok feels the smile spreading on his face, “I’d like that,” he leans in, resting his forehead against yours, “I’d really like that.”

You’re smiling too and your gaze flickers between his eyes and mouth, “Yeah?”

“Yeah,” Wooseok reaffirms, but before the syllable has even fully left his lips, you already shut him up with a kiss that tastes a bit like chlorine and a lot like the start of something really good.

“Oh, fucking finally,” he hears Hyunggu mumble from the side of the pool, but he has better things to do than pay him any mind. After all, he finally has you in his arms, no more missed opportunities hanging between the two of you.

↳ hongseok: your "date" would be so sweet and domestic because hongseok just gives me homey vibes. like, you'd both go to the grocery store to get ingredients for dinner and a dessert you both like. idk it would be the cutest thing and then you'd head back home and he'd start cooking while you worked on the dessert and you'd definitely catch him staring at you every few minutes with a goofy smile on his face and he'd wiggle his eyebrows playfully. you'd step away for a second to back-hug him and hongseok would smile to himself before he'd turn around to kiss you and he'd pull away to say something really cheesy but it would still put a smile on your face.

↳ yeo one: i think changgu would plan the cutest little picnic in the park for both of you. he'd pack some of your favorite foods and snacks and would even get you flowers or something. it would be the cutest thing and he'd take a flower and put it behind your ear and you'd do the same to him and then you'd go back and forth about who's the prettiest lol then the two of you would lie down and cloud gaze. idk i can see a really adorable dog running over to the two of you and it would really like changgu and it would be such a cute moment that would lead you to discuss the possibility of adopting a dog after the wedding. once the sun would start to settle below the horizon, you'd head home and would probably spend the rest of the day watching a show or movie.

↳ shinwon: both of you would agree on going to a spa and maybe a little shopping. i could definitely see him goofing around with you while in the sauna by making weird faces and telling you funny stories. then, he'd have you rest your head on his shoulder and he'd smile to himself. then, he'd tell you about how he was so nervous to propose to you. after a few minutes he'd realize that you weren't talking only to find you asleep. so, he'd make sure that you would be comfortable and would relax too. i think he'd love to spoil his s/o so he'd really enjoy going to the spa with you and it'd be a nice break from all of the wedding prep. on the way home, you'd both decide on ordering in bc neither of you would want to cook after being at the spa.

↳ yanan: he'd wake up extra early to get your favorite breakfast foods and coffee. when he'd make it back to your apartment he'd be met with you half asleep on the couch and would quickly put everything down to cuddle with you for a few minutes and then you'd eat breakfast together. afterward, the two of you would get ready to go and yanan wouldn't tell you but it would all make sense later. so, the two of you would go to multiple places throughout the city and you were thankful that they wouldn't be too far and at each stop, you and yanan would talk about what happened at each, like, one place was where he took you for your first date and another would be where you both said you loved each other for the first time. looking back on all of the memories would make both of your hearts feel so full.

↳ yuto: i think you'd go to an aquarium or botanical garden and it would be on a day when it wouldn't be so busy and the two of you could goof around and take funny pictures of each other imitating the animals. throughout the date, you'd both feel like little kids on a field trip again. both of you would stop every few minutes to stare at something you'd find interesting and the look on your faces at that moment would be so adorable and you'd have to capture the moments. after that, you would go get something to eat and then walk back to your apartment. on the walk, you'd both reminisce about how you met, your first date, and how he proposed to you.

↳ kino: i feel like hyunggu would go all out but it would still be a pretty laid-back date idk if that makes sense but he'd sign you up for a couples' dancing class where you'd learn how to tango and it would be so romantic and fun, even if you're not much of a dancer. after that, you'd go back home to shower and then he'd take you out to a really nice restaurant for dinner. the two of you would be so impressed with your meals but the highlight of your would be getting ice cream or your favorite dessert from your favorite place but then on your way back home it'd start raining and you'd have to wait it out inside a nearby cafe with steaming cups of tea. the whole situation would be pretty funny to both of you and it'd make for a nice moment to look back on.

What had started off as a ‘year abroad’ for Yuto, turned into him moving to Korea full time, and the four of you have been inseparable ever since. 

“For real.” Yuto says gruffly, grabbing your foot to pull it back into his lap before running a ring clad hair through his tousled half mullet. “What are you thinking about?”

“Something stupid.” You sigh, cocking your head and studying him. “You?”

Your friend shrugs, flashing you that grin that you’ve come to love so much. “Something stupid.”

“You two really need to work on your social skills.” Wooseok sighs, having caught the tail end of your brief interaction.

He collapses on the couch and you quickly pull your legs to your chest in an effort not to get crushed during the big man’s process of forcing himself between you and Yuto.

Wooseok has a red cup in each hand, and he holds them out expectantly.

“Who needs social skills when we have you and Kino.” You smile, accepting one of the drinks and taking a sip- only to scrunch your face up in disgust. “What is in this?”

Wooseok shrugs, leaning back against the couch with a lazy grin. “I confiscated it from Hui.” 

“No wonder it tastes so bad-” You hold the cup out to Wooseok and he reluctantly accepts it. “Hui drinks the strongest drinks of any of us.”

“He has to find the energy to deal with us crazies somehow.” Yuto chuckles, sniffing his own cup and swirling the contents inside before taking a test sip. 

“Speaking of crazies,” you stretch your arms over your head, looking out at the room, “where’s Kino?”

“Haven’t seen him in a while.” Wooseok says, arms finding the back of the couch while he looks around, the cup held by long fingers now resting just by your shoulder.

“Didn’t he go off with that pretty girl in the glitter shirt?” Yuto asks.

“Maybe-” Wooseok cocks his head, eyes narrowing. “Was she his ‘go to’ tonight?”

“Must be.” Yuto responds quickly. “He didn’t invite the other one.”

You sigh, finding the whole thing to be a little crazy.

Being best friends with three dudes has a lot of positives- but listening to them detail their fuck schedules and fuck buddies is not one of them. 

“Stop being so grumpy.” Wooseok shoves you, and you realize you’ve been wearing your feelings on your sleeve for everyone to see. 

“I’m not.” You insist, but you can’t wipe the expression of distaste from your face.

“You are. You hate Kino and his fuck buddies.”

“I just- I just don’t get why the three of you are so into hookup culture.” You sigh. “I mean- what's the point?”

“The point is getting your dick wet, Squeak.” Yuto chuckles, and the nickname makes your skin heat.

They’ve tried a number of pet names for you over the years, but Pip Squeak has been the only one that’s truly stuck- and it’s no wonder. It’s completely fitting. You stick out like a tiny lil nugget next to your three massive besties, the youngest of whom towers over everyone you meet with his monstrous height of six foot three. 

“She doesn’t need to get her dick wet.” Wooseok rolls his eyes, a mischievous grin breaking onto his face a moment later. “She’s already as wet as can be.”

“Wooseok!” You and Yuto both react at the same time, your foot kicking at Wooseok’s lap while Yuto shoves him, and the massive man simply giggles, taking the physical onslaught with a shit eating smile. 

“Why are we fighting Wooseok?” Comes an excited voice, and Kino tosses his body onto the couch, landing half on top of all three of you with his head in your lap.

“He’s being a bad boy.” You respond, fingers finding Kino’s freshly dyed, soft pink hair immediately, a habit you’d picked up years ago.

“Am not!” Wooseok insists. “Tell me I'm wrong.”

You sigh loudly, rolling your eyes while Yuto chuckles.

“I’m missing something-” Kino says from your lap, looking up at you with massive eyes, “tell me?” 

“All I said was that Y/N doesn't need to look for fuck buddies to get her dick wet because she’s already wet as shit.” Wooseok states factually, which, to be fair, is a complete recount of what he’d said.

“And you know this for a fact?” Kino teases, looking at his friend with a half shocked expression and widened eyes.

“Well-” Wooseok visibly shrinks, his shoulders slumping, his skin brightening with pretty pinks. “I mean-”

“For a moment there, I thought I'd missed a massive milestone in your guys' friendship.” Kino says, letting out a sigh of relief as he gets comfortable in your lap again, turning onto his side so he can nuzzle his face against your thighs, which he’s declared countless times to be the best pillows in the whole universe. “If the two of you started hooking up, I think the world would have to end.”

“It wouldn’t be that crazy.” Wooseok fires back immediately, and his ears turn bright red.

“It would be crazy that out of the three of us, she’d choose you.” Yuto says smoothly.

Wooseok holds up a hand as if he’s going to hit his friend, and Yuto stiffens in his seat, his carefree expression turning stern in an instant. “It’s my birthday we’re celebrating right now.” He reminds his younger friend. “Show some respect.”

Wooseok groans but lets his hand fall to his lap again. You’ve never met a trio of guys so centered around their birthdays.

Born within a ten day span, these three are constantly utilizing their positions, whether it’s by Yuto expecting respect as the ‘oldest’, or Wooseok playing baby.

“I think she’d choose me.” Kino says wistfully from your lap, turning to look up at you so he can reach a hand to play with your hair.

You think it’s interesting to be talking about this, especially since this very question has been on your mind so frequently as of late. It had been on your mind when Yuto sat down, and now here it is again.

“She’s not choosing you, Kino.” Yuto scoffs. “She hates your hookup culture.”

“My hookup culture?” Kino laughs, lifting his head so he’s able to look at Yuto by his feet. “Says you!”

“How did I ever become friends with three man sluts?” You sigh teasingly, shaking your head at your three constant companions, who erupt into chaos. 

“You love us.” Yuto insists while Kino defends his behaviour, and Wooseok pretends to look scandalized at the notion of him being a ‘man slut’. 

The bickering subsides when Hui’s voice bellows “Wooseok!” from somewhere else in the house, and your foursome dissipates quickly thereafter.

You find your way to Yanan, who is trying his best to be helpful in the kitchen as the festivities wind down.

It’s just the core group of friends left in the house now, and before you know it, everyone is in the kitchen. Conversation is easy, and another hour ticks by before Hui finally pushes off from where he’s standing by a wall to announce he’s heading home. 

There’s a brief discussion over cars and who is sober enough to drive, and once his friends are accounted for, Hui turns to you. “Do you need a ride home?”

“She’s staying here.” Wooseok says before you can answer, his arms wrapping around you tightly. It’s not uncommon for you to sleep over at ‘Aqua House’, as Wooseok had dubbed it when they moved it. In fact, last year, you’d spent all of Birthday Week (10 days) here- your ‘mere presence being the gift we want most’.... or so they’d insisted. 

“As always,” Hui sighs as he puts his shoes on by the door, eyes assessing you and your three monstrous best friends, who tower over you, “be careful with her.”

It’s a lasting joke in the friend group that everyone is waiting for Wooseok to accidentally sit on you and break you- or maybe for Yuto to hug you a little too hard one day- 

“No promises.” Wooseok grins happily, tightening his embrace around you until it borders on being painful. 

You can’t stand him sometimes.

You love him so much.

“Call me if they demand too much and you need an escape.” Hui warns you, earning some irritated sounds from the men behind you, who are eager to have you to themselves.

“She’s ours.” Kino insists, arms wrapping around you so you’re now sandwiched between him and Wooseok. 

Hui rolls his eyes as the final person in your group slides up against your back, resting his chin on top of your head. “We’ll take care of her.” Yuto promises.

You’re truly trapped now. 

The moment the door is closed behind Hui, sealing you in with your best friends, Kino and Wooseok jump into action. The larger of the two grabs your arm, dragging you towards the living room, while Kino mirrors the motion on your opposite side, in the direction of the kitchen. 

Yuto tightens his grip on your waist, making it clear he’s not intent on moving. 

“What’s the plan?” The man behind you asks.

“Movies.” Wooseok states.

“Drinks first.” Kino insists.

“What do you think, Squeak?” Yuto’s fingers press gently into your skin, and you can feel the warmth of him through your thin shirt, his heart beating steady at your back. 

You hate it when he makes you choose between activities, why do you always have to be the Wooseok and Kino tie breaker? 

“I don’t care.”

“Movies.” Wooseok states again, pulling on your arm.

Kino tugs your other side, “Drinks first.” 

Yuto sighs. “I’ll go choose a movie with Wooseok, you two can make us drinks. But make it something good, okay?”

“No promises.” Kino grins, pulling you away from Wooseok successfully this time.

Yuto catches your eye and you laugh, a silent agreement to do your best to keep Kino under control in the booze department. 

“You,” Kino grabs at your waist when you reach the kitchen, “go here.” He lifts you up and sets you onto the countertop. “And i’ll make the drinks.” He smiles up at you and you laugh.

“Did you really need me to come help you then?”

“It’s really helpful for you to sit there and tell me I'm the best bartender in the house.”

“Like that’s a hard title to win.” You roll your eyes.

Wooseok can’t cook (or do anything of the sorts) to save his life, and Yuto- well, Yuto has a taste for cheap beer, which disqualifies him immediately from the race. 

You have to admit, Kino moves like a professional. He glides from cupboard to counter, grabbing glasses and setting them up next to you. You watch the way his body moves, muscle visible with each motion, and when he shakes one of the drinks, you have to tear your eyes from his biceps.

He might be the smallest of your three friends, but he’s still much taller than you, and most women for that matter. 

You’re so busy watching Kino’s back that you don’t realize he’s paused his fluid motions. He turns, and you see he’s put an apron on- the one that says ‘kiss the chef’. Hui had bought it for Yuto for secret Santa one year in an effort to get the young frat boy to cook more often- 

You cock a brow at your best friend as he slips between your legs, hands finding the counter on either side of your hips. “So?” He grins. “You gonna kiss the chef or what?”

You laugh. “Not sure you even qualify as a chef when you just said you’re a bartender.” But you grab his chin all the same, forcing Kino to the side so you can plant your lips on his cheek. 

Kino’s smiling when you let him go, appearing satisfied, and he returns to his drink making.

Within minutes, he has all four orders ready to go, and he carries a tray to the living room with you in tow. 

As Kino sets the tray down, Wooseok stands and sighs. “Well, if you insist.” He grabs Kino and presses his lips to his cheek, much like you had.

Kino recoils with disgust, shoving Wooseok- only to be attacked on the other side by Yuto, who manages to get a kiss placed right below Kino’s ear that has him shivering and jumping back, hiding behind you. “Save me Squeak!” 

“You wore the apron!” Wooseok laughs, and you know he jumps at any opportunity to terrorize his friend. 

“Just drink your drinks.” Kino groans, taking off the piece of fabric that had just cost him another 2 of his 9 Kino Cat Lives- you’ve seen him receive a sneak attack kiss from at least Hui, and you’re pretty sure Yeo One as well, so you wonder how many Kino Cat Lives are even left. 

“Remember when I sat next to you tonight?” Yuto says in your ear, arms wrapping around you as he pulls you down onto the couch. “And asked you what you were thinking?”

“Something stupid.”

“Yeah.” Yuto lets you get seated next to him but he keeps an arm around you, eyes briefly moving to Kino and Wooseok who are bickering about the movie on the other side of the couch. “I’ll tell you mine if you tell me yours.”

You laugh.

The man from Japan grins, but there’s something serious in his eyes. “I’ll go first if you want.”

“Yuto-”

“I was thinking about how good you look tonight.”

“Yuto-” Your voice is something near a whimper, shocked and left speechless at the turn of events that has just been orchestrated by your best friend. He’s told you how pretty you are before, but there’s something about the way he’s saying it now- it’s different.

“Your turn.” He says, one large hand finding your thigh, smoothing up and down the denim that covers you from him. “What were you thinking about?”

You can’t tell him that you were thinking about him, Wooseok and Kino- that you were trying, for the billionth time, to decide which of the three you prefer the most- because if you were going to potentially ruin things with the other two, you want to know you are doing it with the right one-

But no matter how many times you’ve run it through your brain, you’ve come up empty handed. Unable to choose. 

How do you say that to him?

“What are you two talking about?” Kino’s voice is your saving grace, and he puts the drink he’d made for you into your hands. “She looks like she’s seen a ghost.”

“I just told her what we were all thinking.” Yuto shrugs.

“Liar. I was not thinking.” Wooseok states, turning to look at you as he takes a deep breath. “What wasn’t I thinking?”

“That she looks good tonight.” Yuto says. 

However, when Yuto says it, he says it in a tone that’s friendly. 

He doesn’t say it as he had a few seconds ago, with a voice that was low and seductive. 

You can’t believe him.

“It is a nice outfit.” Kino agrees lightheartedly, leaning into the couch and propping his feet up on the coffee table in front of you.

“Okay, but hear me out.” Wooseok sits up in his seat, his massive hands hovering as if he’s going to say something profound- “I always thought-” a pause, taken to ponder, big eyes blinking, “outfits like that are meant to be ripped off in like, an hour? two hours- tops. How are you still wearing that?”

You all groan, but Yuto’s grip around you tightens. “He does have a point.” Yuto says. “Do you want to change into a hoodie and some sweatpants?”

“Are we all going to ignore the fact that he practically said I look like-”

“A pretty little whore.” Kino interrupts you. “It’s okay, you look like that a lot of the time.” 

You stare at Kino with shock for a moment, and then you look at Yuto, confidence flooding through your body. If they’re going to call you a pretty little whore, and touch your thighs, and be like this- well, you can play too.

“The stupid thing I was thinking about earlier was who out of the three of you I want to fuck the most, or at least, who I’d risk it all for.”

Yuto meets your gaze with an intense look of his own, and he licks his lips. “Go on.” He prompts, voice hoarse and sexy. “Who’d you pick?”

“I wasn’t able to pick. I never am.” You respond, turning sideways, facing your body towards the three insanely handsome men you call best friends. Wooseok is looking at you with wide eyes, jaw dropped, and Kino is sitting perfectly still, something that is very out of the ordinary. “Do you guys want to hear a dirty little secret?”

Yuto’s hand squeezes your thigh and it’s Wooseok who mumbles a whiney; “Yes.”

“Since I’m never able to pick-” you reach out, tracing a finger across Yuto’s collarbone, still hidden by his shirt, “I usually just end up imagining all three of you, and end up even more confused than when I started.”

“Well,” Yuto grabs you by the waist and easily pulls you to be straddling his lap. Dark eyes gaze up into yours. “I think we can help you figure it out.”

He leans in, and just as he’s about to kiss you, you tilt your head, his lips making contact with your cheek.

Yuto groans, fingers digging into your waist, and you laugh. “Come on, you know I can’t just risk all our friendships like this-”

“Why not?” Kino moves closer, a hand reaching up to grab the back of your head, forcing you to look at him.

“Because what if I like all three of you the same?” You ask, looking past Kino’s shoulder at Wooseok, who is seated farthest from you on the couch, and is now being all but blocked out. 

“Then you like all three of us.” Yuto says, his hands applying pressure to your hips, forcing you down so you can feel how hard he is against your core, even with both your pants in the way. You stop a groan just as it’s about to escape your lips.

“I told you,” You breathe as Kino releases his hold on your neck so you can look at the man under you again, “I’m not into your hook up culture.”

“This isn’t just going to be a hookup, and we all know it.” Yuto tells you, leaning up to have access to you again, only for you to turn your cheek at the last moment, repeating your behaviour from before. 

“Have any of you even had a foursome?” You question, and you’re pretty sure the answer is no. If they had, you’re sure you would have heard about it. 

“No, but it won’t be much different from a threesome.” Kino insists, his fingers dancing up and down your arm, eyes taking in your form with a glimmer of darkness in their iris’s: lust.

That’s never been there before... at least, not that you’ve noticed.

“Says the guy literally excluding dude number three.” You laugh, meeting Wooseok’s dumbstruck gaze again. “What do you think, Woo?”

“I think-” He coughs, clearing his throat. “I think we should take this to the bedroom where there’s more space.”

“Good idea.” Yuto stands abruptly, and you grab his shoulders to steady yourself, his hands slipping down to your ass, effectively holding you up while you cling to his front like a koala bear. 

“Hey!” You turn to nip at Yuto’s ear gently with your teeth, the biggest scolding you can do in this position. “I haven’t even said yes yet.”

“Sure you haven't.” Yuto breathes, continuing through the house towards the bedrooms. 

Kino and Wooseok are following close behind, and they walk shoulder to shoulder. You let your eyes take in their differences, from Wooseok’s more relaxed, grunge, all dark look, with his longish hair length, and massive, beautiful eyes- then there’s Kino, looking substantially smaller than his six foot three counterpart, and just as different in colour scheme, all pink hair and pops of colour in his outfit-

“You guys really think this won’t ruin anything?” You ask, letting your anxieties truly show as Yuto steps over the threshold into his room.

“How could it ruin anything?” Yuto retorts, placing you onto his bed before straightening to look down at you.

“It could ruin everything.” You frown. “What if one of you gets jealous-”

“Kino?” 

“Yes, Yuto?”

“Are you going to get jealous if I fuck her brains out?”

“No.” A pause, then; “Hey, Wooseok, are you going to get jealous?”

“Nope.”

“See?” Yuto grins down at you and you groan, grabbing one of his pillows and covering your face with it. 

“You’re not getting it-” You whine, removing the pillow after a moment. 

“Then explain why you’re so worried.” Yuto reaches down and grabs one of your socks, pulling it off your foot even as you try to kick him away- he’s always going after your ticklish spots and you are not interested in him being a freaking tickle sadist. 

“I’m worried, because you say it’s not going to be a hookup, but then you also say that you can all apparently promise not to catch feels and get jealous-”

“Who promised not to catch feels?” Now it’s Kino snatching at your foot to remove your second sock, and you’re left kicking at the three men at the end of the bed with bare feet. 

“Our little kitten doesn’t get it.” Yuto tuts. “Wooseok, explain things to her.”

Your gaze moves to the tallest, youngest man in the room. He’s off center, on Kino’s right side, and he’s watching you with those big doe eyes of his. 

Wooseok rubs the back of his neck, cocking his head at you. “You’re not the only one who’s thought about all this stuff.” He says. “The three of us- we’ve talked about this sort of thing happening-”

“You have?” You ask in shock, this being the first time you’ve ever heard of this.

“Of course we have Squeak.” Kino says, using your distracted state to grab at you, striking faster than a snake, and getting your ankle in a harsh grip that he uses to drag you down the bed towards them.

“And we all agreed,” Yuto explains, “that whoever you choose, the other two wont get upset.”

“And now that we know you want all of us-” Kino has dragged you all the way to the foot of the bed, and he releases your ankle in favour of latching onto the rolled cuff of your jeans, tugging gently.

“Besides,” Yuto lets out a small chuckle, “Wooseok’s already been telling girls who hit on him at bars that he’s dating you so they back off. He’s a little more committed to you than Kino or I can afford to be without knowing you return the feelings.”

Your eyes shift to Wooseok again, and you notice how the redness has returned to his ears. He’s looking down at the floor, and your heart swells with emotion.

You look between your best friends, “So you three-” 

“Have been hopelessly in love with you for years, Squeak.” Yuto finishes for you. “So let us take care of you. And don't be worried about consequences. There are none.”

“Are you sure about that?” You cock a brow. “I think if Hui finds out about this, he might have a heart attack.”

“Like I said, only good outcomes.” Yuto chuckles, then he holds out a hand for you. “Come here.” You reach for him ,and Yuto easily pulls you to your feet, bringing you close until you’re chest to chest. “Let us help you learn not to worry so much, hmm?”

One of his hands comes to cup your face, thumb brushing across your cheek bone lovingly. Yuto looks down at you with dark eyes that have stars in them, and you let out a breath you hadn’t known you’d been holding. 

You trust Yuto- and you trust Kino, and Wooseok. 

With one final ‘please, Lord Jesus or whoever is up in the sky- please let this not end badly’ you feel a surge of adrenaline run through you, and it gives you the courage to lurch onto your tiptoes, throw your arms around the back of Yuto’s neck, and press your lips to his for the very first time.

His hands immediately slip down to your waist, and he tugs you closer, kissing you back. He captures your lower lip between his own, suckling on it for a moment before letting his teeth drag against you, earning a small sound that rises out of your chest before you can even stop it.

Yuto grins against your lips briefly before kissing you harder, prompting you to open your mouth and allow his tongue to glide across your teeth. His hand slips down from your waist to your ass, giving you a delicious squeeze-

And then two new hands are grabbing your hips, forcibly making you turn, taking Yuto with you. Someone presses against your back, and it’s easy for you to guess who it is. 

Kino’s fingers dig into your hips, pulling your lower body away from Yuto and back towards the new man behind you. Your pink haired friend grinds against you, his lips finding your neck and sending a shiver through your body at the new, unexpected contact. 

You find yourself reaching behind you, finding Kino’s hair and lacing your fingers through it, tugging gently and earning a groan that reverberates against your throat. Kino’s teeth graze your jugular and Yuto breaks your kiss in favour of going at the other side of your neck, one of his hands grabbing at your jaw and pushing up, giving both men more space as they suck little love bites into your skin. 

Now that your mouth isn’t covered with Yuto’s, your sounds slip out unhindered, little whimpers of delight that earn growls of interest from the men all but claiming your throat - your very breath - as theirs. 

Then you remember the soft man missing from this equation, and his name tumbles from your lips. “Wooseok-”

Yuto chuckles darkly against your throat, and then he adjusts the grip still pushing at your chin, so he can insert two fingers into your mouth. “You think you’re funny don’t you?” Yuto asks, nipping at your earlobe. “Saying Wooseok’s name while Kino and I worship you like this.”

You moan around his fingers, blindly grabbing at Yuto’s belt to drag him closer. 

“You want him first, don’t you, Squeak?” Kino hisses against your neck. “You always care about your baby boy first, isn’t that right?” He pulls his face away from your skin, and a moment later, his fingers are wrapping around your throat, squeezing. 

You moan around Yuto’s fingers and he removes them from your mouth, both men giving you enough space to answer them.

“Yes,” you gasp, pushing your ass back against Kino, “Wooseok deserves it.”

Fingers squeeze your neck again, and Kino’s lips brush by your ear when he asks; “and we don’t?”

You let out a groan when Yuto pushes his leg between your thighs, and it’s the first real contact on your core, sending shivers of pleasure through your body. “You two stole my socks.”

The men caging you in begin to laugh, and if you weren’t so distracted by their hands on you- their massive bodies locking you in between them- you might have laughed as well, but the most you can do is latch onto Yuto’s shoulders when he pushes his thigh up against you harder. 

“Fine.” Yuto says, voice low. His hand comes to cup your face, and you open your eyes to look up at him. “You can have Wooseok first. But if you were anyone else- I’d make him wait.”

“Let's make him wait.” Kino pouts behind you, and a moment later he’s latching his lips onto your neck again, finding your sweet spot and exploiting it for the pretty gasps that immediately leave you.

“So you’re going to say no to her?” Yuto laughs, rubbing his nose against yours gently before kissing you with the same softness.

Behind you, Kino groans, and you know he’s been defeated.

“How are we going to do this?” Kino asks, and you realize nearly immediately that he’s not talking to you.

Yuto stops kissing you to consider it for a moment, even turning to look at the bed. Then he says, “Wooseok sitting against the headboard, Squeak on his lap, you can be behind.”

“And you?” You grab the front of Yuto’s shirt, looking up at him with wide eyes.

“I’ll wait.” He assures you. “Someone has to tell these two which positions are going to work.”

“I know positions.” Kino mutters behind you, making both you and Yuto laugh.

Kino must not like being laughed at, because his hands grab your hips and he roughly turns you to face him, looking down at you with a dark gaze. “You think this is funny?” He grabs your face, nearly shaking with what looks to be repressed emotion, and all your laughter dies in your throat. “You have no idea-” He groans, unable to finish his sentence. 

“Then show me.”

He grabs your face with both hands, smashing his lips to yours.

If Yuto had been eager but collected, Kino is the opposite side of the same coin, eager and extremely enthusiastic, his tongue clashing against yours immediately. His thumb presses against your cheekbone as he kisses you- and then his hands disappear- only for your shirt to be torn off your body.

Kino’s lips move to your neck and you let out a gasp, fingers threading in his hair while his mouth begins it’s descent.  His lips press sloppy kisses to your collarbones and then the swell of your breasts, one of his large hands splaying across the small of your back-

He grabs at the latch of your bra and you whimper, body tingling with anticipation-

While Kino undoes the clasp, the largest set of hands yet finds your shoulders, pushing the straps of your bra down gently. Lips press butterfly kisses against the nape of your neck and your shoulders, a stark contrast to Kino, who successfully gets your bra off and moves his attention to your breasts. 

“Fuck-” Kino groans, cupping your left boob in his hand and kneading it while his tongue darts out to tease your other nipple- then he’s grabbing at your legs, lifting you up while the man behind you gets out of the way, allowing Kino to toss you onto the bed, his body landing on top of yours. 

Kino’s mouth continues its downward, and then his fingers are finding the waistband of your jeans, tugging roughly- only to allow the denim to fall back to your skin. Kino looks up at you and you gnaw at your lower lip, your own hands moving to undo the button, then the zipper- and when you lift your hips, Kino immediately follows through and helps you pull your jeans off. 

“You’re in for it now.” Yuto chuckles darkly, and your gaze shifts to the man from Japan, who has moved to sit in his gaming chair, and is facing the bed with an amused expression on his face. 

You don’t have to ask what Yuto is talking about.

It’s a running joke amongst your male friends that Kino loves giving oral- it’s one of the things you’ve spent a lot of time fantasizing about, and now that he’s between your legs- he definitely delivers.

The pink haired man pushes your thighs up to your chest, letting out a soft groan when he brings his mouth to your panty covered core. He places an open mouthed kiss on your entrance, tongue pressing against the fabric of your underwear and making your legs twitch.

“Are you seriously going to tease her while we’re standing here waiting?” Wooseok groans next to you, and you have to admit, you agree with his exasperated tone.

“I'm not forcing you to stand there and watch.” Kino responds quickly, fingers hooking in your panties. When he pulls the fabric to the side, his breath fanning over your heated core, a shiver runs across your body, and your hands instinctively reach for his hair. 

“Kino-” You whimper, voice betraying your need.

Your friend looks up at you with mischievous eyes and a grin, then he brings his face to your heat, dragging his tongue across your entrance teasingly. His hands adjust your legs, pushing them up against your chest harder, spreading you open as he places his entire mouth onto you, tongue pushing into your wet hole.

Your fingers tug at his hair and you gasp, back arching. It feels like little shocks of happiness are scattering across your skin. 

The bed dips next to you, and then a large hand covers your breast, thumb brushing over your pebbled nipple, earning another sound of pleasure from deep within you. 

Wooseok looks down at you, eyes full of wonder, and your heart lurches in your chest. You grab your youngest lover boy, pulling him to your lips.

He’s surprised at first, but it only takes a moment for Wooseok to start kissing you back, his body shifting as he shuffles closer, leaning half over you so he can kiss you harder while his fingers pinch at your nipple. 

Kino sucks at your clit, and you shiver, legs closing around his head as a sudden orgasm erupts through your body. You grab at Wooseok’s shoulders, moaning desperately into his mouth while Kino continues to lick and slurp at your entrance- a moment later two of his fingers push into you, and you think this must be the most wonderful feeling your body has ever felt.

The pink haired man’s digits curl up, and you can hear your pussy squelching even over the gasps and whimpers that are escaping you.

Wooseok’s moved his kisses to your neck, and your noises of pleasure fill the space, but you can’t bring yourself to care.

Kino lets up when your legs truly begin to shake, and when he pulls away, your feet fall flat on the mattress, knees closing.

Wooseok’s still working on your neck, one hand worshiping your breast, but after a moment, the hand begins to move downward. He drags his palm along the outside of your leg, up to your knee, then he applies a bit of pressure, prompting your thighs to open. 

He moves between your legs slowly, giving you time to push him away, but the moment he’s pressing down against your core, your thighs tighten around his waist. 

“Wooseok?” You blink up at him.

“Yeah?” His voice is shaky.

You push at his shoulders, and Wooseok lets up, allowing you to roll, switching positions so you’re now on top of him. Your friend’s hands find your hips, and you grab at his shirt, prompting him to sit up so he can remove it easily. 

His lips find your breasts the moment he discards the fabric, and his fingers splay across your back, keeping you close while he moves his kisses up to your neck. He reaches your lips moments later, and you push on his shoulders, causing you both to fall back onto the bed, your hands pressed to his chest, which flexes beneath you. 

You roll your hips, and you can feel Wooseok’s cock pressing up against his jeans. You avoid the obnoxious buckle on the belt that he’d found thrifting last December, you’d always known there was a reason you hated it, but have never been able to put your finger on it- now, you realize it’s because it makes Wooseok’s crotch about as inviting as a chastity belt. 

“Off.” You mumble against your friend’s lips, reaching a hand between your bodies to tug at the belt buckle before releasing it. Wooseok had had the audacity to put the damned thing on, he can remove it too.

Large hands fumble, metal brushes your exposed abdomen and makes you shiver, Wooseok kisses you deeper in response, managing to get the belt off with one hand while the other returns to cup your face. He’s pulling the leather band completely out of the rings of his pants and throwing it to the side a moment later, and as soon as it’s gone, your hands return to the waistband of his jeans. 

The two of you make quick work of undressing him, and before you know it, he’s bare in front of you, and you’re practically drooling at how big he is.

You lick your lips, kissing Wooseok quickly, then beginning your descent. He shivers when you kiss his abdomen, and your fingers wrap around his cock a moment later, earning another hiss, as well as a hand in your hair.

Wooseok looks down at you and you meet his eyes, bringing your mouth to the head of his cock and kitten licking. The gorgeous man lets out a strangled gasp, throwing his head back into the pillows, hips lifting off the bed, and he releases his hold on your hair to grip at the bed sheets. You humour the needy man, sinking your mouth onto his length, taking as much of him as you can.

A hand lands on your ass, surprising you and making you jolt, which sends Wooseok into the back of your throat. You gag, pulling away from Wooseok while your hand continues to pump him, and you look over your shoulder at Kino. 

“I know you said you wanted him first-” The mischievous man grabs a fistful of your hair, pulling you up and away from Wooseok so your back is now to Kino’s chest. He runs his tongue from your collarbone up to your ear, and you shiver at the cool stripe it leaves in it’s wake. “But what if I fuck you while you suck him off? There’s no reason you can’t take us both, hmm?”

You gnaw on your lower lip, nodding eagerly, and Kino laughs. He lets you go, shoving your back roughly, and you eagerly return to your task, mouth wrapping around Wooseok once more.

You feel Kino rip your panties at the waist, and you can’t bring yourself to care, taking them off completely would have required you to adjust positions, and it would have taken much too long. 

One of Kino’s hands lands on the small of your back, and it glides down your spine while you feel him lining up with your entrance. He coats himself in your slick first, rutting against you but not pushing inside, and you groan around Wooseok, toes curling with anticipation.

Kino chuckles behind you, and then he thrusts into you all at once, both hands moving to grip your hips. “Try not to choke, sweetheart.” Kino warns, and you just know he’s grinning like the complete asshole that he is-

His first thrust sends you forward suddenly, and you nearly gag, groaning at how quickly he’d almost made you fail his warning. You pull your mouth off of Wooseok, fist pumping up and down his length while you suckle on the head, finding this less risky with Kino behind you and at full energy. 

Wooseok doesn’t seem to mind the change, and one of his large hands comes down to cover yours, applying pressure that tells you to squeeze him harder. You follow through, and the man below you lets out a groan. 

The sound of praise goes straight to your core, and you feel yourself tighten around Kino, who reacts with a laugh, then smacks you across your ass just enough to sting.

You whimper, a little shocked at just how much you’re enjoying Kino being rough with you. An orgasm is building in the pit of your stomach, and you rest your head on Wooseok’s thigh, eyes closing, allowing yourself to enjoy the feeling of Kino fucking you silly with even more intensity. 

“She feels so good.” Kino groans, and you whimper in response, adoring how he’s ignoring you and talking about you to the others like this.

“Don’t rub it in.” Yuto’s deep voice sends a tingle rushing through your entire being, you’d almost forgotten he was there-

Kino simply laughs, and his hips rut into you faster and harder- you’d thought he’d be losing energy by now, not fucking you even better-

“Gonna cum for me, Squeak?” Kino grabs at your hair, and he hauls you up to his chest for the second time tonight. His hand moves to your throat to keep you where he wants you, and his strong forearm is like a security bar holding you up where it presses across your chest, allowing his other hand to grasp your breast roughly. 

You can’t respond, but you manage a nod, and Kino’s condescending laugh at the motion sends you over the edge. You throw your head back onto Kino’s shoulder, pulse thumping loudly in your head from the way he’s cutting off your oxygen with the hand still on your throat.

You can feel him everywhere. 

Your fingers latch onto his wrist, not to pull him away, but to anchor yourself as waves of pleasure wash over your entire body. Kino is steady behind you, and he works you through your orgasm with a pace that turns erratic as his own high becomes nearly too much for him to bear.

When he finally slows down, releasing your neck, you take a strangled breath. You feel a soft kiss to your shoulder, and then the roughness returns, with Kino pushing you onto Wooseok’s chest.

The maknae catches you, holding you close while you catch your breath. But when you shift, and feel Wooseok’s cock twitch with interest where it’s pressed between your bodies, you’re determined to pull yourself together and fuck all three of your friends. You can’t stop now.

Your hand forms a fist, and you push yourself up, looking down at Wooseok. Then you lift your hips, grabbing your friend’s cock to guide him to your entrance. You sit down just as Wooseok’s hands find your waist, a wide eyed look on his face. 

He's big.

So, so big. 

And with you sitting on top, he fills you completely

Your wet core flutters around the new intrusion, and you curse yourself for ever having thought prep with Kino - who to be fair, had felt to be quite well endowed himself - would prepare you for your six foot three bestie with hands larger than your entire head. 

You press your palms flat to Wooseok’s chest, and you lift yourself a few inches before sinking back onto his length, a whimper leaving your lips as your body adjusts. He feels so good splitting you open like this-

Wooseok’s fingers press into your hips, lifting you slightly, only to slam you back down onto his cock, and you nearly wail from pleasure. He adjusts his feet on the bed behind you so he can thrust up into you better, and you find yourself becoming practically a rag doll for the large maknae below you, who man handles you despite your top position. 

You don’t care that Wooseok’s taken the power from you. Your mind going blank, unable to think about anything other than how good he feels-

“Sit up and move to the headboard so you can lean against it.” Yuto’s voice interrupts your pleasure haze, and your eyes open when Wooseok moves, following through with the instruction and dragging you with him. 

“Now you kitten,” a hand brushes by your shoulders, and you shiver, “turn around. Face away from Wooseok for me.”

You do as you’re told, and two pairs of hands help you. They even ensure you sit back on Wooseok’s cock, and he groans. You feel him press against your back, his hand snaking around your front to play with your clit, lips finding your shoulder.

Wooseok’s legs are spread ever so slightly, and Yuto is kneeling there in front of you. 

In this position, it’s almost hard to look up at Yuto, and your hands press down into the bed, arms straight and holding you above Wooseok’s knees while you grind back against him in a mock reverse cowgirl position.

The good thing is, you don’t have to look up at him, and your eyes immediately lock on your target. Your hands move to undo Yuto’s pants- only for Wooseok to push into you, making your balance falter, almost causing you to fall flat on your face- but you catch yourself at the last moment. 

Yuto laughs above you. “Our little chew toy.” He says fondly, beginning to undo his belt. “I'd love to hear you squeak, but I need your mouth for other things.”

Yuto even guides himself to your lips, and you eagerly accept him, whimpering with delight when his hand finds your hair, and you realize he’s going to facefuck you while Wooseok thrusts into you from behind in the reverse cowgirl Eiffel Tower hybrid position you’ve found yourself in. 

You give yourself up completely to Yuto and Wooseok, their little chew toy, and your whole being floods with pleasure from them using you. 

You hollow your cheeks around Yuto, and he fucks your mouth harder, cock hitting the back of your throat.

“Fuck!” Wooseok groans loudly behind you. “She gets to fucking tight when you do that-”

“Then I'll do it again.” Yuto says simply from above you, and he continues to fuck your face, making sure to press into your throat a second time. 

Wooseok moans even louder, fingers digging into your waist, confirmation that making you choke on Yuto’s cock makes your pussy squeeze like a vice grip-

“Can you just cum already?!” Yuto says, and you know by his tone that he’s speaking to the man behind you.

“No, you cum! I’m not cumming in this position!” Wooseok argues back.

“The fuck you aren't!”

“I’m not.” Wooseok says, voice something near a growl.

Yuto groans a moment later. “Guess it’s my turn.” He mutters, pulling out of your mouth suddenly.

You look up at him with teary eyes as he pumps his cock-

“Don’t cum on her, or in her mouth!” Wooseok commands from behind you.

Three “what!?”’s ring through the room, but with another massive groan, Yuto follows through with even this ridiculous command, and Kino tosses him a shirt in record time to use in lieu of your body. You all look at the fabric, realizing it’s Wooseok’s- and Yuto explodes into his friend’s shirt with a manic laugh.

Wooseok groans loudly, lifting you off of his cock and tossing you onto the bed next to him. He’s between your legs an instant later, pushing back into you as he captures your mouth with his own.

He fucks you fluidly, with a rhythm that’s just the right speed, and he fills you so perfectly-

You dig your fingers into Wooseok’s shoulders, your orgasm washing over you like waves of warm sunshine. You bury your face in Wooseok’s neck, whimpering while Wooseok echoes your sounds with groans of his own.

One of his hands is on your hip, and he squeezes you gently there, rhythm faltering, thrusts becoming slower but harder, more intimate. 

You find yourself lacing your fingers in his silky hair, dragging his face from your shoulder so you can kiss him, losing yourself in his lips as your orgasm subsides and Wooseok slows down to a stand still. 

Neither of you move for a few seconds, simply breathing together, feeling each other’s hearts racing through your compressed chests. Then Wooseok takes a deep breath and pushes himself off of you. 

“I’m going to the shower.” He announces. 

Yuto groans, following the younger man a moment later, and you’re left with Kino.

The pink haired man has his sweat pants on, and he comes to sit on the end of the bed, fingers brushing against your ankle. You pull your leg away, looking down at him suspiciously. You definitely can’t go another round-

“Relax.” Kino says, shifting closer, and he shows you a wet cloth in his hand. “With Wooseok in the shower, there’s no way you’d get any water.” He tells you, bringing the warm fabric to the soft flesh of your inner thigh. “Let me take care of you.”

You take a deep breath and rest against the pillows, closing your eyes and spreading your legs for Kino. You let out a whimper when he brushes by your clit, and then his lips press a gentle kiss to your inner knee as if to say ‘sorry’, and he proceeds with more caution. 

“Kino?” 

“Hmm?” He nuzzles his cheek against your knee, finishing his work.

“What you guys said earlier, about being in love with me-”

“You think we didn’t mean it?” He pulls away from you, hands closing your knees. 

You open your eyes, worried you’ve upset him, but then Kino is laying down next to you, covering you both in a blanket and adjusting your body to turn you into his little spoon.

He curls around you, pressing a kiss to your shoulder.

Your heart melts for him, especially when his hand slips over your waist, sneaking down to the bed in search of your fingers, which he promptly finds and captures between his own.

“This just feels like a dream.” You sigh, closing your eyes, trying to enjoy being with Kino in this way without overthinking it.

Kino laughs against your shoulder, pressing more kisses onto your skin. “Well, i promise to be here in the morning when you wake up, and the morning after that, and the morning after that-”

You laugh, rolling your eyes at your friend, who nips at your ear lobe. You shiver at the contact of his lips on the sensitive shell of your ear. “Where did you learn to be so rough like this?” You ask. “I knew you have a reputation in bed, but that was-”

“Did you like it rough, Squeak?” He squeezes you tightly, lips trailing along your neck. 

“Yeah-” You let out a breathy sound, toes curling when he focuses on the sweet spot below your ear, and you can feel Kino smiling against it a moment later.

“I’ve noticed you have a thing for pain.” Kino says. “Sometimes, when I hug you too tight, you let out these little sounds-” You feel your skin heating, knowing exactly what he’s talking about, and Kino chuckles, squeezing your hand. “And what can I say?” Kino’s teeth graze your shoulder. “I'm nothing if not a giver in bed.” 

Your pussy throbs at his words, and you push your ass back against him.

Kino lets go of your fingers, and then his hand finds your thigh, moving from the outside in, and gliding up to your core. “Let me give you another one?” He asks, kissing your shoulder.

“I can’t believe you two.” Yuto’s voice always seems to shock you, and you think you’ll have to get used to being intimate with one person while two others watch and can jump in at any moment- 

“How was your shower?” Kino asks, his warm body leaving yours in favour of sitting up to stare at the man standing in the doorway. You mirror the motion, pulling Kino’s blanket with you.

“Wooseok’s been in there the whole time. He just finished,” Yuto’s eyes move to you. “Come on, Squeak.” 

“I’ll come when Yuto’s done.” Kino tells you, turning and grabbing your jaw to keep you still while he presses a kiss to your lips. He’s gone much too fast for your liking, letting you go with a mischievous grin before collapsing back into the pillows. “Oh-” He says as you crawl from the bed, his hand grabbing the fabric that’s still wrapped around you, “and leave the blanket.”

Yuto laughs, grabbing your hands and pulling you to your feet. The air is cold against your exposed skin, but Yuto is quick to pull you to his warm chest. He turns you so you’re facing away from the door, and then he steps forward, forcing you to move back, step by step, all the way to the bathroom. He does this sort of thing with you frequently, usually when you’re clothed, so you’re used to this wordless behaviour.

You bump into Wooseok, literally, as he’s exiting the bathroom, and suddenly it’s two warm bodies pressed against your own. 

Wooseok is so tall. When he towers over you, you notice his hair is still wet from the droplets that land on you.

You giggle, pressing up to Yuto in an effort to escape Wooseok from dripping onto you, and your best friend - like the dog he is - deliberately shakes his head out. 

Yuto shoves at Wooseok before he can get too much splattered on the two of you, and pushes past the younger man. He helps you to the shower first, then kicks off his sweatpants, joining you under the warm water. 

Neither of you say anything, but you’ve been at this comfort level in your friendship for years now, and have often shared pleasant silences in each other’s company. 

Kino keeps his promise and shows up when Yuto leaves. He holds you close to his chest, sharing the warm water with you.

When you exit the shower, Kino hands you a shirt and some boxers, an outfit you’ve worn on many impromptu sleep overs here.

“My bed is biggest.” Kino says as you exit the bathroom, and you laugh, knowing full well that all three men all have queen mattresses because they’d got them in some weird three for one closing sale in your first year of university-

“Kino-” You turn to argue but your best friend bends down, lifts you up by your thighs, and tosses you over his shoulder. When you say his name this time, it’s a scream, and it makes him laugh. 

It also earns a groan from Yuto’s room, and a moment later he appears, following the pink haired thief. 

Kino tosses you onto his bed, getting under the covers with you and regaining his spot as the big spoon. He tucks you close to his chest, letting out a contented sigh.  

Yuto claims your other side soon after, laying on his back, allowing you to tangle your legs with one of his.

Wooseok is last in the room.

He takes one look at you, sees you’re all but monopolized on either side, and in one motion, he flops his body over all three of your tired, and completely unexpecting, forms. 

There’s an immediate commotion and struggle, and you’re too tired to do anything but laugh, closing your eyes and knowing that you’re safe with your three best friends in the entire world.

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It was wedding weekend and excitement filled the air all around.

You’d driven upstate with Wooseok and Yuto, all of you telling different stories about the soon-to-be-married couple, who’d been your friends for a few years now.

You were arguably the most excited about it. The chance to wear your best clothes, dance all night and of course, witness two people madly in love getting married got your heart beating happily. 

There were the little things that always came up with weddings that tried so hard to kill the mood, particularly the bride and groom’s. But if you could help keeping them from a breakdown in any way, you would take the chance. 

Which was how you ended up in the same hotel room as Wooseok.

One of the groom’s siblings had gotten a date a few days prior, and since he’d left the plus one square unchecked in his invitation, there wasn’t a room for them, so yours was given up. 

It was fine, though. After being friends with Wooseok for so long, there had been other occasions in which you’d had to share many things.

“You don’t mind, do you?” you questioned, eyes settling on the one bed on the other side of the room. Both of you would fit perfectly, but not without touching each other at some point.

“Not at all,” he replied plopping down in one of the tiny orange sofas. “I’m sorry you had to give up your room though.”

“It’s alright,” you smiled at Wooseok, sitting on the edge of the bed. “It’s not a big deal. There will probably be much more trouble tomorrow at the actual wedding.”

Wooseok was being honest. At the moment it didn’t seem like to trouble him that you would eventually have to sleep on the same bed, you’d fallen asleep together while watching movies a thousand times before. How would this be any different?

“Hmkay,” you sighed, getting up. “We better start getting ready for the rehearsal dinner, can I take a shower first?”

“Sure, of course,” Wooseok got up too, stretching his arms up to the ceiling. “I’ll go to Yuto’s room.”

Leaving you alone to get ready, Wooseok decided to text his friend to find out where he was instead of walking around aimlessly. He joined Yuto, Hyunggu and Changgu downstairs at the bar, along with most of the groomsmen and a couple other guests.

“What are we talking about?” Wooseok asked as the men broke into laughter. He could tell most of them had a few drinks on them already and was reminded of all the problems you’d mentioned would come as the wedding approached.

“They’re talking about their dates, or the lack of them for that matter.” Kino explained, gulping the amber liquid on his glass down. “Euiwoong has seen some of the pretty bridesmaids.”

“You’re one of the only who came with a date,” Euiwoong patted Wooseok on the shoulder. “Which is great, there aren’t enough single guests for all of us.”

“y/n is not my date,” he chuckled lightly, not missing the way Yuto and Kino raised their eyebrows, unconvinced.

When both of you had gotten the invitation to the wedding, you’d been quick to RSVP without checking for plus ones. Wooseok knew you were going, and that was enough to know he’d be accompanied, even if it wasn’t a date. 

Euiwoong shrugged. “It seems to everyone like they are. You’re even staying in the same room, and you tell me nothing is going on there?”

“It’s not like that.” Wooseok swallowed, the picture of the one bed in the room returning to his mind. “We’re just friends, we didn’t have anyone else to come with...”

Euiwoong repeated the gesture, a smirk on his lips. “Maybe you just gotta realize some stuff.”

Wooseok looked at Yuto and Changgu for help, while Kino ordered some drinks for them. But both of them shrugged, silently agreeing with the groomsman. It seemed like everyone knew, except for Wooseok and you.

Wooseok couldn’t stop thinking about it all through the rehearsal dinner. You had brought up both your lack of dates in the months before the wedding, mostly saying it was good you weren’t seeing anyone as you wouldn’t be able to take them to the event with you.

And he’d said… he’d said he didn’t care, that he was going with you and that would be more than enough to have fun. He’d even asked what color you were wearing so he could match something to your outfit.

Okay, maybe it didn’t seem at all like you two weren’t each other’s date.

But it wasn’t weird between you two. People often mistook you as each other’s significant other, and you’d laugh it off giving the typical “we’re best friends, we do everything together” speech.

Although lately, he did let you give the speech all alone. He found himself staring at you constantly, wiping his sweaty hands on his jeans right after you’d gave them a squeeze, feeling like he’d lost his footing every time you kissed his cheek. 

Euiwoong was wrong. He didn’t need to realize anyhing, he already had.

“What are you thinking?” you tapped Wooseok’s shoulder as you two walked back to your room after dinner. “You seem distracted.”

“Nothing,” he shrugged, knowing well that answer didn’t work with you.

“I can ask someone to let me crash their floor,” you suggested. He’d seemed way thoughtful about sharing the bed and although it was coming across as really weird to you, you wouldn’t put it against him to feel uncomfortable.

“No!” he made you jump at the sudden raise in his voice, “You don’t have to do that.”

“Okay,” you nodded, “If you want to talk about whatever is bothering you, I will listen.”

“Thank you,” he smiled, sliding his card to open the door of the room and letting you get in first.

It was a very long night for Wooseok. He had barely slept, scared that even breathing too close to you might betray his thoughts. Should he tell you how he felt about you now? How his feelings had shifted without him even noticing?

Your fingers sank into his shoulder softly, attempting to wake him up without a jump scare. But Wooseok still jolted awake, apologizing immediately for making you jump as well.

“We’re going to be late,” you whispered carefully. You had no idea what had gotten into his mind to make him this nervous, and it was slightly hurtful that he refused to let you know. There weren’t any secrets between the two of you.

“Right,” he yawned, rubbing his eyes without care. “We should hurry up, then.”

The morning went by silently as both of you got ready on opposite sides of the room, glancing at each other using the mirrors in the room. Even the tiny breakfast you had ordered through room service hadn’t been enough to make you speak to each other. 

“Come here,” you said, as Wooseok opened the door of the room, the ceremony was starting in half an hour and you decided to go down already to find your seats. 

“What?”

“Your tie is sideways,” you explained, already extending your arms to fix it. Wooseok swallowed hard as your hands snaked around the collar of his shirt. “I’ve heard them too, you know?”

“Huh?” Wooseok frowned, searching for your eyes as you continued to re-do his tie.

“They’re saying we’re a couple, per usual. I didn’t think it would bother you that much.” you explained, patting his chest a couple times as you finished your task. 

“It- it doesn’t bother—”

“It’s fine, Wooseok. If it’s awkward for you, we can just find someone else to hang out with tonight. Though I’m not sure how we’re going to go about the room.”

“Does it bother you?” he questioned, closing the door again and making you walk to the center of the room.

“It happens way too often for me to be annoyed by it,” you shrugged, looking at him. “Why?”

“Because it doesn’t bother me. At all. In fact, I love it every time someone says we’re a couple.” he had no idea of how he hadn’t even stuttered, but there it was, the beginning of a confesion.

“What?”

“Have you ever thought about us as that? More than friends.”

“I guess I have...” you murmured, catching your lower lip between your teeth. You had, time and time again. “I never thought you would like that, though.”

“Well I would. I’m in love with you, I have been for a while.” Wooseok hadn’t pictured letting his feelings out in the middle of a hotel room, but at least he’d done it. And he knew you well enough to be sure you didn’t mind where it happened, as long as it happened.

You grabbed his hand, a wide smile on your lips. “I’m in love with you too.”

“How is it everyone knew except the two of us?” you asked with a chuckle, your arms around Wooseok’s neck as you swayed around the dance floor, slightly off rhythm.

“I don’t want to ask them, they’ll make fun of us.” he grumbled, eyeing Kino and Changgu, who were sending finger hearts your way. 

The shift between you two had been seamless, of course, it had only been a few hours since your mutual confession. But it was like you’d turned a switch in your friends’ eyes, they couldn’t stop commenting on how ‘it finally happened’ and playfully teasing you about it. 

You kissed Wooseok’s cheek softly as the song ended, feeling his face warm up as your lips remained against it. “Are you blushing?”

“No,” he whispered, reaching for your hand. “Maybe a little bit.”

“Good.” you teased, squeezing his fingers. “Should we go upstairs already?”

“If you want to,” Wooseok nodded. 

You commented on the wedding as you got out of your attire. Wooseok being the last one to get in the bathroom to change as you fixed the bed for both of you. 

Wooseok was still nervous about sleeping next to you, how was he supposed to act? But as you snuggled up to him, your nose touching the crook of his neck. He knew he had nothing to worry about. 

“Good night,” you muttered, your voice already filled with sleep.

“Good night, y/n.” Wooseok replied, feeling a sort of happiness he hadn’t felt before. He was in love with you, and he was lucky enough that you returned his feelings.

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“Do you think we could go?” Wooseok said in your ear. He was standing behind you with his hands on your hips; you were leaning against him and he was leaning on the wall behind him.

“Let’s tell Yuto goodbye, then we can leave.” Truth be told, you were tired of this party. You hated everyone there except Wooseok and your friends. This party wasn’t your crowd, you didn’t fit in. But none of that mattered since you were with Wooseok. He made everything better.

Wooseok chuckled. “Okay, but I’m pretty sure he won’t care.” You looked over to see Yuto in another world with his girlfriend. You laughed at the two of them before taking Wooseok hand and heading towards the door.

Once you and him were finally outside you both started laughing with each other. “That was awful!” You said as you started walking back to Wooseok’s car. “Why did we even go?”

Wooseok shrugged. “I have no idea, but I’m glad we were together to experience it.” He knew you had a terrible time at the party, but he was just happy you weren’t alone like you had been before. He loved being by your side whenever he could, even if it was at a shitty party.

Once you and Wooseok were in his car, he took your hand in his and started driving. “Let’s go back to my place, babe. My roommate is at Hongseok’s tonight.” You said to him. Wooseok grip on your hand tightened, he knew exactly what you meant.

He smirked as he kept his eyes on the road. “Sounds perfect, baby.” You giggled and placed your free hand on his thigh and squeezed him through his jeans. Wooseok hissed when your hand inched up closer to his crotch. “Y/N, I’m driving…”

You giggled as your hand brushed against him. His grip on the steering wheel was very tight as you two hit a red light. “I know, but we aren’t far from my place, so I thought I’d have some fun with you.”

Wooseok let go of your hand and turned to you, “Some fun? I dare you.” He said before kissing you. The light turned green and the car behind you honked their horn, so Wooseok started driving again.

As he drove, he placed his other hand on your bare thigh that wasn’t covered by your shorts. His nails dig into your skin, leaving little crescent-shaped marks. You bit your lip at his stronghold on your thigh, so you decided to place your hand on his growing bulge. Even though it was dark, you were able to see that he was clenching his jaw. You smirked to yourself as you palmed him through his jeans.

“Y/N…” He warned as you approached your apartment building. Once the car was parked, he turned to you, “I’m going to fuck you so hard when we get upstairs.” His eyes were dark and full of lust. You couldn’t help but blush at his lewd words. He didn’t always talk to you like that, but you loved hearing him speak to you in such a way.

You couldn’t say anything and the next thing you knew, you were out of his car and at your front door. You quickly unlocked your door while Wooseok was behind you, kissing your neck and his hands were on your hips. You moaned lowly and Wooseok smirked on your skin.

Once you and him were inside your apartment, he locked the door, then he grabbed your hand and practically dragged you to your bedroom. He mumbled something about how good you had been looking all night. “I can’t wait to fuck you,” You heard him say. What had gotten into him? He was never this dominant before, but you weren’t complaining.

You followed your man to your room and onto your bed. You laid down and he hovered over you, taking in your body. He bit his lip before he left sloppy kisses all over your neck. You had a low cut shirt on, so your neck and chest were open for him. His kisses were loving but hard and you were already a moaning mess underneath him. Your arms were around his neck, your fingers playing with his soft hair.

He moved his lips up to connect with yours while his hips were grinding into yours. The friction was driving you insane and you felt that you were getting wet; he hadn’t even really touched you yet. “Wooseok,” You breathed out when he pulled away from you. A devilish smirk came across his handsome face, and you knew he had nothing but dirty things on his mind. Wooseok wasn’t the kinkiest man, but he had a few tricks up his sleeve.

He ground his hips into you one more time before he started to remove your cute little top. His lips were all over your skin, leaving little nips here and there. You sat up to remove your bra and he smiled at you; you were such a good girl. He soon attached one of your breasts to his lips and he sucked lightly on your hardening nipple. Once again, your hands were in his hair, tugging slightly. He loved it when you pulled his hair.

His hands were on your legs and they were soon unbuttoning your shorts. He pulled away from your tit so that he could properly remove your shorts. Wooseok was on his knees as he pulled your shorts and panties down in one swift motion. You were now completely bare in front of him, yet he was still fully clothed. “You’re so beautiful..” He mumbled looking your body up and down.

“Wooseok, you need to take something off too.” You pouted. It wasn’t fair that you were the only one naked at the moment, you wanted to see his pretty body.

He chuckled. “In due time, baby.” His hands were on your legs, spreading them so that he could see how ready you were for him. His finger teased your entrance and his fingertip was now coated in your juices. “Already this wet for me? We haven’t even gotten started.” And with that, he slowly thrust his finger inside your wet heat. His thumb rubbing circles on your clit. You moaned softly at the new feeling taking over your body. Wooseok knew how to use his fingers and boy did he use them well.

His sweet lips were back on yours and you could hardly concentrate on his lips when he curled his finger inside you. You moaned into your kiss with him so he added a second finger, stretching you out. He was slow with his movements in you, but it was driving you insane. “Wooseok..please,” you whimpered.

He smirked then he removed his fingers from inside you. You sighed at the loss of contact, but you knew what was coming next. You watched him as he put his fingers in his mouth and licked your juices off them. “Delicious.” He said before winking at you. He removed himself from between your legs and off the bed so that he could strip for you. Your eyes fixated on his physique that you never got tired of looking at. Broad shoulders and a slim waist; he was gorgeous.

Once his clothes were off, you could see just how hard he was. His cock was red and dripping with precum. You wanted to give it a little taste and make him feel as good as he made you feel. Of course, Wooseok was very impatient tonight and he just wanted to be inside you.

He grabbed a condom from the nightstand before positioning himself on his knees between your legs again. As impatient as he was, he also wanted to tease you. You were fun to play with, and he loved hearing you moan for him.

Wooseok wrapped your legs around his waist before sliding his cock between your folds and rubbing your clit with the tip. “Fuck!” You moaned as he did that a few times. He liked the feeling of stroking his cock on you like this, and how much you squirmed under him when he did this. Wooseok knew you secretly loved it when he did this to you, so every once in a while he would play with your body like this. One of his hands was toying with your nipple, making you even needier than you were before. His other hand was on your hip, holding it tightly as he thrust his hips into you harshly. You screamed at the sudden intrusion, but you were so relieved to finally have him deep inside you. He went in all the way to the hilt before he slowly pulled out. He moaned feeling your soft walls around him and it was the sexiest thing you’d ever heard. Wooseok moans always turned you on.

He went in harsh one more time and you felt like you were going to lose your mind. Wooseok wasn’t exactly a gentle lover, but he wasn’t usually like this in bed. You never admitted it to him, but you always wanted him to be a little rougher in bed. You were glad you didn’t have to say anything and he’s now drilling into you.

He kept a steady, but rough pace as he thrust into you. His hips connected with yours with each thrust, and now, both of his hands were on your hips. You could feel that there would be slight bruises on your hips by how tight he was holding on to you.

Wooseok removed one of his hands from your hip to move your leg on his shoulder, making him go deeper. Your hands were on his chest and moved their way up to his shoulders, holding on to them tightly as the pleasure was becoming almost too intense for you.

You were moaning and screaming his name as he kept up his new harsh pace. You could hardly keep your eyes open as he pounded into you. “Look at me, baby.” He said and your eyes shot open. The sight before you was something else. His chest was heaving and there was a layer of sweat on his soft skin. His hair was sticking to his forehead and his cheeks were flushed. He looked so hot and you could come just from looking at him.

Your nails were digging into his shoulders as you felt yourself getting closer to your orgasm. “Oh, my-OH! Wooseok, I’m s-so close.” You barely got out as the tip of his cock reached your spot.

That devilish smirk came back on his sweet lips and you could see his dimple poke his cheek. A cute contrast to what his body was doing to you. “Say my name.” He said between thrusts.

“WOOSEOK!” You screamed and his hips were starting to falter. By this point, you were moaning and screaming his name like it was the only thing you knew how to say. He was fucking you too good. The pleasure was so intense and you could feel that you were going to come undone at any minute.

Wooseok’s hips were starting to falter, so he brought one of his hands down to your clit, rubbing it in harsh circles that matched his rough hips. Again, you were screaming at his movements. Wooseok had a hard time holding off his own orgasm as he looked at you underneath him. Your fucked out body was enough to make him come right then and there, but he was a gentleman; your pleasure always came first.

Your orgasm came at you fast and your voice was hoarse from how much you were moaning for him. Wooseok slowed down his hips as he felt his own orgasm approaching. He kept rubbing on your clit to stimulate you a little more as he came into the condom. He thrust into you a few more times to ride out both your highs before he leaned down to kiss you softly.

He slowly pulled out of you and you could already feel that you were going to be very sore in the morning. Wooseok got rid of the soiled condom and then he collapsed next to you on your bed. Again, his lips were soft as he kissed you; a total contrast to how he was just a few minutes ago.

“You’ve never been like that before. What was that about?” You asked him as you cuddled into his chest.

He chuckled. “I heard you on the phone with your friend the other day. I thought I’d try being a little rough with you. Did you like it? I won't do it again if you didn’t.”

You looked up at him, concern and doubt in his eyes. He was so sweet. “I loved it. I wouldn’t mind if you did it again. I am going to be sore tomorrow though.”

“I’m sorry,” he said sweetly.

You didn’t say anything to him, you just kissed him as you felt a wave of tired hit you. “I love you, Wooseok.”

You had no problem doing the project, you actually enjoyed sitting alone for hours fantasizing about different romantic scenarios, but you were very grounded about all of that. The real problem was that somehow the letters, meant to only be seen by your professor, ended up mixed with your actual mail, and they were delivered to each boy you had addressed the letter to.

That was it, that was the end of you.

The real problem was when your ex-boyfriend Hongseok showed up with the distinguished turquoise envelope in hand, waiting for you before your first class started. You spotted the letter in his hand as soon as you saw him, and you wanted to run away as fast as you could.

Luckily, you had seen him before he saw you, and you just wanted to take the opportunity to flee, however, skipping class was absolutely no deal when this lecture was very important for the midterms, and the teacher had warned it beforehand. You couldn’t risk your graduation with honors over ex-boyfriend problems. Your mind was racing at a thousand miles per hour, and the best plan you could come up with was to hide in the restroom until he left, and get in the class just a few minutes late.

You turned around abruptly, intending to leave as fast as you could, but you failed to give the first step, instead of bumping into someone and sending your books to the floor with a loud thump. So much for not wanting to drag Hongseok’s attention, you thought. His eyes were on you, and he was about to walk towards you.

In panic mode, you grabbed the boy you have bumped into and told him loud enough for everyone around to hear

“Finally, baby!” your voice was ridiculously high pitched “there you are, I was about to walk into class without you, the professor is waiting!” you planted a peck on his lips, lingering it enough for hopefully Hongseok to see it.

Wooseok widened his eyes at your very off-character actions. After the kiss, you hugged him and whispered in his ear.

“Please, play along” you sounded desperate

Wooseok was a guy you met in your first year of art school. You met at a party and eventually stumbled onto each other again around campus. And yes, Wooseok was a recipient of one of your letters, but in the fight or flight situation, it was better to deal with him than with an ex.

“Let’s go, baby ” he complied, smirking at the fake pet name, and holding your waist as you walked into class together.

Hongseok, who had watched everything, stood still in his place, swallowing thickly when you walked past him in Wooseok’s arm, acknowledging him only with an impersonal nod.

You released yourself from Wooseok’s embrace and rushed to your seat, throwing yourself in the chair with a sigh of relief.

“So, Y/N, I got your letter” Wooseok approached swiftly, being all his flirty self, taking a seat beside you.

“Don’t flatter yourself, it’s not real” You rolled your eyes.

Wooseok is full of it.

“Yeah, sure. Don’t be embarrassed, everyone has a crush on me” he said proudly. “Plus, you just kissed me, that was real af.”

You didn’t even respond, opting instead for paying attention in the lecture and taking notes.

“I’ll explain better later, ok? I’m busy now.” You finally said when he didn’t stop staring at you.

He was annoyed at the lack of attention he was getting, and at first, you didn’t get why he was raising his hand

“Excuse me, professor, I’m so sorry to interrupt, but she’s not feeling well, can I take her to the infirmary?”

Your eyes widened when you saw him pointing at you. The whole class turned around to look at you, and your face was immediately red.

“What are you doing?!” you whispered to him.

“Making sure you’re not busy.” he whispered back.

The professor allowed - this boy got everything he wanted, you swear - on the condition that you would have to get the notes with someone later to catch up.

You silently left the room, with him following close behind. You made sure you were distant enough from the classroom before turning around to talk to Wooseok

“I can’t believe you did this!”

“At least now we can talk” he shrugged and opened a charming smile. “Don’t worry, I’ll ask someone later for the notes, you know he’s a nerd.”

Wooseok has always been the popular kid, knows everyone, and gets everything he wants. To be fair, he had all the charm and charisma for it, and it was easy to fall into his spell. Overall he was a nice person, just too cocky sometimes. He ended up being the subject of one of your letters because he had once helped you with a photography class. He is a music major and sometimes he performs at local bars and clubs for the rap scene, and he told you that you could photograph his performances. You scored a 10 and owed him forever, and in the end, you just had to admit that seeing him performing his own songs with so much presence and passion got you a tiny crush.

But it was nothing more than that, just a momentaneous crush, that ended as fast as it began.

Wooseok pulled out of his pocket your letter, the unmistakable golden ink in your calligraphy sparkling in the hallway lights. He waved it around and wiggled his eyebrows.

“Give that back!” you jumped at him, trying to snatch the letter from his hands.

He easily dodged you, lifting his arm and making it impossible for you to reach it.

“Ah-ah” he stopped you “first you have to admit you have a crush on me.”

“I have shit for you, Jung Wooseok” you couldn’t help but roll your eyes again.

“It’s not what you wrote here.” He smirked again.

“I’ll explain that to you, okay?” you admit defeat, sighing in annoyance this time “just not here, where someone may hear it and laugh at my misery.”

Wooseok chuckled, but complied, following you to the front yard and sitting down on a bench. The campus was empty, most students busy with their classes, so the peace and quiet were rather enjoyable. What was not pleasant is having to explain all the romantic words directed to the boy in front of you.

You were straightforward and told him about the lit class project, and about you finding him attractive after watching him perform.

“But that’s just it” you finished “it was just all drama and poetry for class, that’s all.”

Wooseok, who had listened to you rant suspiciously quietly, just nodded, but you could tell something was still on his mind.

“That doesn’t explain why you jumped me in the hall.” his lips curved wickedly.

You sighed one more time, laughing to yourself at how it was becoming your signature movement.

“Do you know Yang Hongseok?” you asked

“Yeah, we share a few classes.” he nodded

“And do you know he’s my ex?” your voice died down in embarrassment.

“I do, I remember seeing you two around together.” he shrugged.

“He got a letter,” you admitted as fast as you could, just to get this over with.

Wooseok busted out laughing, his loud voice echoing through the empty place.

“You, Y/F/N, are the dumbest person I’ve ever met.” he cleaned a few tears in the corner of his eyes. Without thinking twice, you punched his arm. “Ouch! That hurts!”

“Don’t make fun of me! That’s really embarrassing!” you groaned and hid your face in your palms

“Come on, you gotta admit it’s funny” he patted your back to comfort you, but his giggles were far from soothing. “Who else got a letter?”

“So many people, I hate myself.” you muffled your words against your hand.

“Who? I can help you find them and make everything clear. I can even pretend to be your boyfriend again, so they don’t think you’re in love with them.”

“Ok, fine” you sat up straight, but not having the guts to look at him while you spilled your most embarrassing secrets. “There’s Adachi Yuto, from the baseball team.”

“Okay, that’s easy, he lives with me. Who else?”

“Lee Hwitaek”

“The President of The School Council?! You’re such a dork”

“Yan An and Ko Shinwon, but they are my best friends."

"I'm gonna pretend that's not weird but ok" he shrugged "it will be easy to clear things up, then"

"Yeo Changgu, Kang Hyunggu, and Jo Jinho” you said it in one breath, mumbling through your teeth

Wooseok’s eyes widened, and he blinked in silence for a couple of seconds, processing the information dump.

“Y/N, you’re a player!” he made fun of you, bumping your shoulders “Lucky you, I know them all, we can clear things up easily.”

“You don’t have to pretend to date me, though”

“And how will you explain things to Hongseok without sounding like you are still obsessed with your ex?” he puffed his chest like he made the wisest observation.

You just groaned and buried your face again on your palms.

“Come on, I’ll be a good boyfriend, I promise” he got up and reached his hand for you

“What are you doing?” you look at his hands, then at his face.

"Let's fix your mess, baby" he smiled proudly.

You just shook your head and got up, taking his hand and he led the way. He didn't let go of you once you were up, and his big hand wrapped around yours made you feel tiny and giddy.

"Ok, where do we go first?" He asked

"Shinwon and Yanan have already seen it, I told them about the letter when I first wrote it, so they are cool with it." You said.

"You had a crush on both of your friends, man" He almost yelled, "really, you got game."

"I told you it's not a crush!" You whined, "they are just people that inspired me, it was easy to write from reference."

"Sure" he teased, squeezing your hand "the swim team is practicing right now, so we might catch Changgu when he's done."

You nodded and let him lead you to the pool.

Wooseok found his way there quickly, and the coach spotted him as soon as he opened the door.

"Hey, Jung" he yelled, "here to reconsider my offer to join the team?"

"Not today, old man" Wooseok shook his hand and they tapped each other on the shoulder, but you were really shocked at the way he spoke freely with a member of the academia. "I'm just here because my girlfriend needs to talk to one of your boys, is Changgu here?"

"You're his girlfriend?" The coach asked you, looking surprised.

You froze in place until Wooseok gave you an encouraging nod.

"Yeah, I guess" was all you managed to say, your cheeks burning hot.

"Man, it beats me how this prick gets pretty girls to like him," he said with a loud laugh, which you played along. "Don't hesitate to smack him in the head if he starts to annoy you, he probably deserves it."

"Will do, sir" you chuckled shyly

"Changgu will be free when the practice is done, but you can wait in the bleachers meanwhile."

"Thank you, Mr. Kim." You said after spotting his name embroidered on his polo shirt.

"See you around, kiddo." He said to Wooseok "the offer is still up whenever you reconsider."

"Thanks!" Wooseok said before holding your hand and guiding you two to your seat.

Once settled in place, he threw one arm around you cockily, acting like it was the most natural thing in the world.

"Why do you talk to the coach like that?" You finally asked, feeling tiny in his hold

"I don't know, he's a cool guy" he shrugged, dismissing your shock

"You really do get away with everything, don't you?" You shook your head

"That's the perk of having my endless charm" he puffed his chest, smirking sideways "everyone fall for it"

You could only scoff in response.

"By the way" he continued "you do know Kino is gay, right?"

"Who's Kino?" You asked confused

"Hyunggu."

"Oh." You blinked "yeah, right, totally."

You didn't.

"Why did you tell the coach I am your girlfriend?" You questioned

"Well, if you are going to lie, lie to everybody. That way only you know the truth, so your cover won't blow."

"Seems like you lie a lot, Jung Wooseok" you arched one eyebrow.

"And you don't, Mrs goodie-two-shoes?" He mocked.

"I do not, why would I lie?" You answered.

Wooseok tightened his hold on you, not letting you back away when he leaned his face closer to yours, looking you in the eyes and licking his lips.

"So that means everything you wrote to me was true" his voice dropped a couple of octaves.

The proximity and the vibration of his deep tone made you freeze in his arms, searching for words to refute his argument.

"That was not lying," you turned your face to avoid falling for his inevitable body language eloquence "that was a poetic license, it's different."

"Yeah, right" he scoffed, leaning away from you." you're cute when you're lying."

"I'm not lying!" You protested. "And I'm not cute" you mumbled the last part.

The rest of the period was spent in silence, Wooseok stopped taunting you and paid attention to his phone while you watched the athletes in the pool.

Changgu was easy to spot, his toned figure standing out from his teammates, as well as his perfect timing every lap, and seeing him made you remember why he was an easy subject to write about. You two know each other because you went to one of Shinwon's soccer team parties, and of course, every varsity athlete was there. He was the one who initiated contact, and the flirting led to a hookup, but nothing else has ever happened between you two.

Which makes the fact that he received a love letter from you very awkward. But it was something you had to inevitably face, so be as it may.

When practice was over, Wooseok motioned to get up, but you stopped him.

"I think it's better if less than one person watches me embarrassing myself." You pleaded.

You waited by the locker room door for him, and to your despair, he crossed the door along with his teammates. So much for discretion. They walked past you, not noticing your presence, too distracted in their conversation. You stepped up and taped Changgu’s shoulder, making him turn on his heels to see you.

“Hi,” you said shyly “Can I talk to you for a second?”

“Of course” he smiled at you after dismissing his colleagues, who left only after giggling and teasing you

“So, I don’t know how to begin to explain this, but-” you started to explain but he cut you off.

“Is this about the letter I got this morning?” His expression was smug.

“Yeah, it is” you sighed “but you see, that was not what I seemed. I didn’t mean any of that, it was only for a project of my lit class and-” you were fidgeting with your fingers when he interrupted you again

“So you mean I don’t have an Adonis body sculpted by the most benevolent of the gods?” his smirk only grew wider

You fought the urge to facepalm, but your words got caught up in your throat

“I’m just messing with you” he laughed softly “But I am flattered. I just don’t see you that way-”

“No, no!” it was your turn to interrupt “I’m not in love with you or anything creepy, in fact, my boyfriend is right there waiting for me” you pointed to Wooseok, who waited for you a few meters behind “He even knows about this whole mess and is cool with it.”

“You’re dating Wooseok?” he asked, surprised.

“Yeah” you hesitantly affirmed, “But as I was saying, this was a project for my literature class and it is completely exaggerated and over the top, so don’t take it too seriously, ok?”

“I see,” he nodded “but I’m not gonna lie, I liked reading that.”

A charming smile lit upon his face, much like the ones he flashed you when you two met.

“Thank you” you felt flustered at the random compliment.

“see you around, then, Y/N”

You said goodbye and watched him leave, catching up with his friends at the end of the hall, and it was only then that Wooseok approached you

“So, how was it?” he asked enthusiastically

“Surprisingly easy,” you said, smiling to yourself “definitely less embarrassing than I thought it would be. Though he seemed to roll with it easier when I said you were my boyfriend”

“Told you it was a good plan” he bragged “ready for another one?”

“Yes,” you nodded enthusiastically, the success of the first talk encouraging you.

“Great, ‘cause Kino is coming” he pointed

“Already?!” you turned around to see the boy walking towards you

“You can do this, let’s go” Wooseok held your hand and pulled you over to meet Kino halfway

“Hey, guys,” Kino said when you met

“What’s up” Wooseok casually reached his hand for him, who made this weird personal high five thing.

“You two know each other?” you asked, looking between them.

“Yeah, we share a bunch of classes” Kino was the one that answered “But I actually wanted to talk to you”

“The letter, I know” you sighed “I’m sorry, that was a little creepy, I know, but it was just some writing for my lit class, I swear they are not literal”

“It’s fine, I really enjoyed it. You’re a great writer.” His soft voice was actually soothing.

“Oh,” you definitely weren’t expecting that. “Thank you”

“Why me, though?” he asked, “you do know I’m gay, right?”

“Yeah, of course.” you lied, remembering how you just found out not even an hour ago “it’s just that I remember when we were friends in high school, I had a lot of good memories and it was easy to write about that.”

Wooseok watched you attentively, your hand still securely clasped inside his, which gave you a surprising calming feeling.

“I’m really flattered, that’s amazing. Do you mind if I keep it? The letter?” Kino asked

“I guess not” you answered with a little bit of confusion as to why he wanted that, but it was easier to just comply.

“Thank you” he smiled gratefully “Let’s keep in touch, yes?”

“Of course!” you felt happy at the proposal, reviving an old friendship is always a good thing “thank you for being so nice about this.”

“Don’t worry” he answered. “I’ll see you two around then. By the way, you guys are a cute couple”

“Thanks, man” it was Wooseok who answered when you choked “see ya”

Kino walked away and Wooseok led you two once again.

“That wasn’t so bad,” he said once you two were alone again

“Not at all,” you answered “I’m surprised how easy this has been. Thank you so much for helping me, really”

“Nah, this is fun, you don’t have to thank me” he shrugged “by the way, I already cleared things with Yuto”

“You did?” When?” You looked at him in surprise

“During swimming practice, I texted him, it was easy because he hadn’t even read it yet. I told him it was something private that was mailed by accident, he said he will return it.”

“You’re an angel, really” you stopped in your tracks and hugged him, feeling truly grateful and relieved.

Wooseok knew how to find Jinho because they also shared classes, and you were suddenly aware how much you easily had crushes on singers and performers, but that was an issue for you to ponder over later. Jinho was overall understanding, but it was significantly more awkward because you’ve never properly talked to each other.

“See it as a fan mail” you tried to explain “I just really enjoy watching you singing, you’re really talented”

The last one you had to find was Hwitaek, or Hui, as he asked to be called when you two first met, and you knew that the student council met that day so it was easy to find your way into the auditorium where they gathered.

You entered the place quietly and watched as they discussed some campus issues.

"You didn't tell me Hongseok was part of the student council," Wooseok whispered to you, sliding one hand around your shoulder, the action becoming natural to him

"Yup." You gulped "why do you think I came here last?"

"Hey" he called you, placing both hands on your shoulder, turning you to face him, and staring you in the eyes. "It will be fine, don't worry"

You took a deep breath, smiling at him in gratitude.

Before you could register anything else, Wooseok pulled you closer, one hand in your neck and the other in your waist, arching your body so your lips could meet his.

His kiss was intense, and your body responded to him in a reflex. You embraced his neck, hands digging into his shaggy hair. The way your tongues danced together in perfect synch made you sigh into the kiss, and Wooseok pulled you even closer. For a second you forgot where you were and what you were there for, and the world became a bubble that only you and he existed in, and you just allowed yourself to live in that limited fantasy.

When you two pulled away, you were out of breath, knocked out of reality. Wooseok still held you in his embrace when a lopsided smirk stretched on his lips.

"Hongseok spotted you" his low voice vibrated on his chest that was flushed against yours.

"Oh" you muttered, feeling your cheeks grow red "right"

You cleared your throat and stepped back, releasing yourself from him for the second time that day.

Wooseok found your hand again and pulled you to the last row of chairs where you two sat quietly until the meeting was over. Every time you tried to come up with something to say you ran out of words, still too embarrassed for all that went on when you were kissing him. He, on the other hand, didn’t seem to be troubled at all.

Coming clean to Hui was easy, especially because he was in the same class, writing for that project himself. However he was very shy about it, but having Wooseok casually throwing one possessive arm around your shoulder could be quite intimidating. In the end, he didn’t say much, mostly just agreeing and nodding to whatever you said, but never once he was less than nice to you.

"Okay, now there's only Hongseok left," Wooseok said when Hui left, making you gulp loudly. He still held you in his sideways embrace "but we have a problem."

"What is it now?" You said, feeling mentally exhausted already.

Wooseok pointed and you looked just in time to see Hongseok closing the door behind him.

"He didn't wait for you" he punctuated.

"Oh, come on" your shoulder slumped

"It's fine, we can get him tomorrow." Wooseok tried to encourage you

"But tomorrow Saturday, and I don't really know his schedule to meet him on Monday" The defeat seeped through your voice "Besides, I don't want to take any more of your time"

"Nah, it's fine" he shrugged "You're a good fake girlfriend"

You didn't understand why you took that as praise, but the butterflies in your stomach did not hide the fact that you liked what he said.

"Let me at least pay you lunch for all the trouble." You proposed.

"I take it back, you're the best fake girlfriend" he smiled.

…

"This restaurant is so good, oh my God." He said, munching on his food while you had already finished yours. "you should take me out more, Y/N"

"Why didn't we hang out more?" You questioned, "we had so much fun when I photographed you."

"Right? I remember that I liked having you around after my gigs"

"We actually kept in touch after that, because I remember seeing you around campus and talking to you. Why did we stop talking, though?"

"Right, I remember" Wooseok deflated

"What?" You asked when his smile turned awkward "did I do something wrong?"

"No, actually not." He scratched his neck "We lost touch when you started dating Hongseok. He seemed very possessive of you, and I thought he would get jealous if we talked."

"That's nonsense," you said genuinely surprised, trying to remember what it was like, but you two broke up last year and your memory was kind of blurry.

"Oh, come on, he used to parade you around like a trophy, no one had the guts to get near you." He rolled his eyes.

"What an asshole" you blurted, frowning.

Wooseok's thunderous laugh echoed around the place, causing a couple of dirty looks at your table.

"That was adorable" he cleaned a tear at the corner of his eye.

"No, I mean it. He shouldn't act like I belong to him and keep people from talking to me."

"No, he didn't stop anyone." He tried to explain "it was just the energy, that's all"

"He was a good boyfriend.." you reminisced

"...but?" Wooseok encouraged you to continue

"No buts, really."

"Is it invasive if I ask why you two broke up?" His tone was cautious

"Wooseok, don't you know the foundation of a relationship?" You joked "how do you want to be my fake boyfriend if you don't think I can share my love failures with you?"

"My bad, I didn't know fake relationships had rules too." He held his hands up in defense and you laughed fondly at him.

"Anyway, we broke up because we wanted different things." You shrugged "I guess I just wanted to do my thing without being just 'Hongseok's girlfriend', you know?"

"I see" he nodded.

"You shouldn't be afraid to talk to me, silly" you softly flickered his forehead across the table.

"That was rude, how dare you" he acted offended, making you giggle.

"Next time I'm dating someone you have the obligation of keeping in touch with me" you huffed

"I wouldn't worry about that" He opened a sheepish grin

"Why's that?" You raised your eyebrow suspiciously, resting your elbow on the table to support your chin on the palm of your hand.

"Because right now you are my girlfriend" he leaned back on his seat, eyeing you up and down.

You let out a breathy chuckle, shaking your head.

"Yeah, sorry, you're stuck with me for now," you said half-heartedly, feeling guilty for bringing him into your problems.

"Nah, I'm having fun." He shrugged "But you'll have to do something for me."

"Shoot. I owe you big time, can't say no."

"I'm throwing a party tomorrow, half of the campus will be there."

"Why am I not surprised?" You remembered how popular he actually is.

"You'll have to be there." He used puppy eyes to convince you

"No way, Wooseok." You rolled your eyes "I don't know anyone there."

“Hongseok will probably be there, though” he argued “so you can get this over with”

You quietly ponder over your options.

"Fine." You concluded, "It's better to get this over with anyway."

"Great, I'll text you the details later."

You sighed, massaging your temples to uselessly try to soothe your stress.

…

Wooseok's house was crowded when you got there, and the music could be heard from a block away. You crossed the front yard, which was full of people too, and you were sure that student housing has some norms against this type of agglomeration, but then again, Wooseok gets away with anything.

You briefly stopped at the door, just to text him, letting him know that you arrived, and quickly let yourself in. The music was even louder inside, the vibrations of the heavy bass trembling all over your body. Indeed, half of the campus was there, red solo cups in hand and bodies moving to the rhythm of the music.

The fact that you were alone made you feel suddenly shy, and you shrink into yourself to try to make your way through the house. It was a struggle to the wall around the party, but the sooner you found Wooseok the better.

Your best bet was the kitchen, and after walking a little while you found your way there. It was significantly emptier, but still no sign of your friend anywhere. Turning on your heels, you tried to leave and search for him somewhere else, but instead, you stumbled onto someone.

"Oh, I'm sorry" you immediately said

"Y/N?"

Of course, it had to be him

"Oh" you gulped "Hongseok, hi"

He smiled at you, and you two stared at each other in silence for a couple of seconds.

"I've been meaning to talk to you." He said, and you could feel your whole body freezing.

"Yeah, I've been trying to reach you too. There's something I need to explain." You ran your hands through your hair, nervously fidgeting with it.

"Can we go somewhere quieter?" He proposed and you nodded, following him to the front porch.

On the way, you heard your name being shouted over the loud music, and soon enough Wooseok was right behind you.

"Hey, you made it!" He greeted you cheerfully, but his smile dropped when he saw Hongseok with you "is everything okay?"

He asked looking into your eyes, a line of concern creasing his forehead, and his hand immediately found yours.

"Yeah, it's fine, don't worry." You gave his hand a reassuring squeeze.

"Anything happens and you can call me, ok? I'll hold on to my phone" He waited for you to nod in agreement and it was almost mindlessly the way he lingered a peck on your lips.

And his action wasn't as surprising to you as the way you reciprocated automatically, already used to Wooseok's touch.

You also didn't miss the way Hongseok turned his face when he saw you two together.

Once you two got alone outside, he was the first to speak.

"So you and Wooseok are a thing now?" His tone was careful

"Yeah" you didn't know what else to say.

"How long has that been going on?"

"It's been some time" you were never a good liar, and Hongseok's presence somehow made you feel insecure.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to pry." He backed away, clearing his throat "I was just curious."

Everything went quiet again, but the anxiety was weighing too much for you to just wait in silence.

"You’re here to talk about the letter, right?" You finally mentioned the big elephant in the room.

"Yes, I was surprised to see that." He chuckled emotionlessly. "Did you mean all those things you said?"

You frowned to yourself, trying to remember exactly what you had written to him. You remember talking about craving the feeling of being safe in his arms and him reciting your body like poetry. Something passion and desire burning like twin flames. Everything was a little scrambled but you had gotten the gist.

"Yes and no." You concluded, but he only tilted his head in confusion. "Once I may have meant everything I said. I did this for a romantic literature assignment and writing about you was easy because I didn't have to come up with lies. I just revisited some feelings kept deep inside."

"I can't lie to you, Y/N, I-" he chimed in, and it was ironic to see the eloquent member of the student council stumbling onto his words "when I first read your letter it was… it brought me back in time, you know?" His hand found its way to yours, which rested on the balustrade.

He held onto you like he was pleading for mutuality.

"I really liked having you by my side and seeing what you said got me wondering what would have happened if I hadn't let you go."

"Hongseok, I-I don't even know what to say." You felt a tornado inside your head.

"Haven't you ever thought about that? I mean, you wrote that to me, that you think of me." He stepped closer to you, bringing your hands up to his chest.

"Hongseok, it's not that simple." Your gaze strayed from him

"Yeah, no, you're right." He finally let go of you, shaking his head. "What was I thinking, you have a boyfriend now."

You didn't miss the shift of his tone at the word boyfriend, and knowing Hongseok as you did, you knew that he actually meant to say 'I'm better than him

"Do you remember why we broke up?" You asked him.

"I remember we wanted different things." He pointed.

"It's not quite like that" your words were soft-spoken "I wanted something different. I wanted to do my own thing, but in your life, there was no room for another person."

Hongseok didn’t answer, so you continued

"I have not been dating Wooseok for so long," you finally looked directly into his eyes again "but he supported me so much more than you ever did. He makes time for me and he takes care of me in his own way."

"I'm sorry, Y/N, I was so stupid." Hongseok lowered his head.

You reached your palm and cupped his cheek, making him look at you.

"You were never a bad boyfriend." You caressed his smooth skin with your thumb "we're just not meant for each other. One day you will find someone that fits into your life perfectly, and that letter that I sent you will be in your past like it is for me."

You inched closer and planted a soft kiss on his cheeks.

"I'll see you around, Hongseok"

Turning around, you let out the breath you hadn't noticed you were holding, and you let the loud music engulf you as you entered back to the party.

You felt yourself shaking from the anxiety of what you just went through, and it was so hard to process that Hongseok asked to get back together, that your head was spinning a little, but when it came down to it, you felt proud of yourself for the way you handled it.

You wandered around the party not really sure what to do until you spotted Wooseok amongst his friends. He had his back turned to you, and you fonded at the way he kept his phone in hand, truly waiting for you in case you texted.

He truly was the life of the party, everyone surrounding him laughing at something he said while he gesticulated big, telling a story eloquently.  You felt shy to just approach him while he was the center of attention, but you couldn't wait to celebrate with him.

Slowly you reached up and gave his shoulder a soft pat, and his lips curved into a smile upon seeing you. He stopped everything he was doing and his arm automatically rested across your shoulders, pulling you closer to him.

"Hey," he said so softly that you were sure only you could hear. His doe eyes stared at you and you felt at ease. "Are you alright?"

You bit your bottom lip and curved the corners into a shy smile, nodding a silent yes to his question, to which he responded by snuggling you closer to him.

"What happened? Tell me everything." He asked excitedly. You told how things went and how you handled it, and he gasped in surprise "Holy shit, I was not expecting that from Hongseok. But I mean, it's obvious where he's coming from, he's not dumb."

He shrugged nonchalantly, but you stared at him trying to figure out what he meant.

"Anyway" he trailed before you could ask anything "I'm gonna get us some drinks to celebrate, stay here."

You nodded again, feeling tiny due to the way he had to crouch down to look you in the eyes and ask you to not move places so he doesn't lose you.

You fidget with the hem of your shirt, looking around and basking in the party environment, the people around you having fun and the music moving them, it was pleasant and it all contributed to the feeling of happiness warming up your insides. It might also have something to do with your company for the night, but you weren't sure if you were ready to admit that just yet.

You were taken out of your head when you heard someone calling your name.

"So you're the notorious Y/N" Yuto stood by your side, his deep voice almost startling you. "It's nice to put a face to the name."

"Yeah, I don't think we've been introduced,  right? Nice to meet you" you said politely, and surprisingly confident, the latest occurrences giving you an extra boost.

"Wooseok asked me to give this back to you." He took your letter out of his pocket and handed it to you, still sealed for your relief.

"Thank you so much" you took it, shoving it in your purse as fast as you could.

"In fact," he continued "he hasn't shut up about you, it's almost annoying." He chuckled sweetly.

"Really?" You involuntarily smiled, and awfully aware of the way butterflies danced around your stomach upon hearing that.

"I didn't know you were dating, but he seems really excited to be around you lately, so it's good to see you two together." He offered a kind smile in return

"Stop scaring my girlfriend, dude" Wooseok chimed in, handing you a red solo cup and back to his usual hold on you, so casually that you were almost getting used to it. Almost.

"If she's dating you, I'm pretty sure she doesn't scare easily." Yuto snaked a reply while leaving you and Wooseok alone again

"So," Wooseok said, "Wanna go dance?"

"Oh, no, no." You waved defensively "I would just embarrass the both of us"

"Don't be silly, it will be fun, let's go" he grabbed your hand and guided you two through the crowd, finding a good spot.

It was amazing to watch him dance freely and just enjoy himself while you mostly opted to move your knees and bounce yourself, keeping it low-key while sipping on your drink.

It took you back to thinking about why you first chose him to write about.

You admired Wooseok's laid-back attitude and over-the-top confidence. He had this charm that it was annoyingly attractive, and all of that just being his genuine self. And after everything he's done for you, although it could not seem much, at first sight, was a crucial part of why you made it through.

You didn't lie to Hongseok when you said those things about Wooseok, and all of that just made you want to get closer to him, even with this crazy fake boyfriend story in the middle, in a couple of days he gave you a better relationship than the ones you have had. You might be wrong and that was just because you haven't spent enough time with him, but still it felt so genuine that you wondered how the real thing would work.

"You're in your head again, aren't you?" Wooseok waved his hand in front of you.

"Sorry" you shook your head trying to get rid of those thoughts, giggling shyly.

"Come on, have some fun with me, or people will think I'm a terrible boyfriend," he said without faltering his serious expression, but you let out a soft laugh

He held both of your hands and waved them around in the rhythm of the music. It was fantastic how he got you to loosen up and soon enough you were dancing and jumping around, yelling the lyrics at each other, and it was easy to forget about your surroundings when you could just focus on having fun with him.

He had your attention the same way you had his. He didn’t mind ditching his friends for the night if he was spending time with you, and seeing you having fun so freely was the most precious thing, especially when you sang together with him with a big smile spread on your face, which was extremely hard for him to keep his eyes off.

And when you noticed his gaze falling to your lips, you couldn’t help but to do the same to him, and you just gravitate towards each other, his hands dinging your waist and pulling you closer, and suddenly you two weren’t jumping around anymore, and both of your moves slowed down to fit your bodies together, now moving in synch against each other. His eyes searched your for reassurance, trying to find any sign that he was crossing a line, but when he found you so focused on his own lips and you slowly leaning towards him, he didn’t think twice about ending the distance between you, capturing you in a kiss that he’s been dying to feel since the minute he first spotted you in the party.

He kissed you before, and it was a surprise to you, but maybe because now he saw you reciprocating it before it even began, it just hit differently when your soft lips met his, and he was glad the loud music muffled the sound of the sigh of satisfaction that escaped him. The kiss was slow like you were just savoring each other, and your thumbs caressing his cheeks made him feel like melting under your touch.

The closer you felt the closer you wanted to get, and when you just had to pull always for air, your foreheads touched and your feet just kept on dancing, giggling to each other like two teenagers who had their first kiss, and your need to feel it again excited you to an unfamiliar degree.

The acquaintanceship with it came naturally, and the night passed too fast for your liking. The songs started to slow down, the conversations became hushed and the house was getting emptier and emptier.

You and Wooseok found the couch empty and threw yourselves down, you resting your head on his shoulders as he cuddled you closer.

"How do you feel now that you're free of the whole letters' odyssey?" He asked, running his hand through his hair, letting the strands fall back into place, beautifully framing his face.

"It's so fucking relieving" you sighed "Thank you so much for putting up with all of that."

"Eh, it's been fun" he shrugged trying to act nonchalant, but the smirk on his face said otherwise

"Well, at least now you're free of your fake girlfriend and can go back to charming every other girl on campus." You joked, but you couldn't help but feel a little disappointed at that realizations

Wooseok laughed and shook his head.

"Jeez," He leaned closer, looking you in the eyes with noses almost bumping "You're the densest person I've ever met"

"Hey! That's not true!" You protested, turning your face around, and he nuzzled the sweet spot on your neck, just under your earlobe.

"Stay the night?" He asked in a low voice that vibrated close to your ear, only for you to hear, and followed with a feathery kiss on your cheek. You closed your eyes, enjoying his touch while it lingered, to only then look at him and nod, and his grin at your response made you shiver in anticipation.

He got up and reached his hand for you to take it, which you gladly accepted, and he led you away from the party, turning into a corridor where everything was already quiet, finishing his path in through a door down the hall.

Entering the room, you recognize unmistakable as his. There was just something about the messy stack of papers on the desk next to a chunky headphone, the hip hop posters on the wall and the black comforters that screamed ‘Wooseok’. He gently took your purse, which you were clinging to because you just didn’t know what to do with yourself anymore, every step into the room making your stomach freeze with expectation, and he placed it on the desk.

“Sorry it’s a little messy” he sat on the edge of the bed, leaning his weight in his hands that rested on the soft mattress, and his voice sounded soft, hushing the words like it was a secret between the two of you.

“It’s ok” you walked closer to him, looking around trying to capture every small unique detail. “It’s cozy” you concluded as you stood in between his spread legs.

Wooseok leaned back and laced his hands around your back, slowly climbing their way up inside your shirt, the skin contact making goosebumps rise on your skin and you gasp softly. When he pulled you closer you climbed up the bed, straddling him until your chests were pressed together, and you intertwined your fingers in his hair, initiating the kiss yourself this time.

You felt Wooseok's shoulder relax as your lips touched, and neither of you felt the need to rush things. His tongue asked for passage and when you let him your body felt ecstatic, just like it happened when you kissed on the dance floor. Something about kissing Wooseok felt at the same time familiar and exhilarating.

And it wasn't the first time you were kissing, but you were just as excited. His fingertips grazed along the line of your spine slowly, like he was trying to memorize the curve of your back while you were pressed against him. When he had to pull away for air, he just couldn't keep away from you and trailed kisses down your jawline and neck.

"This is going pretty far for a fake relationship." You teased, tugging his hair just the slightest.

"Don't ruin this" he shushed you, and you giggled "just enjoy it."

He held onto your waist and squeezed your sides while sucking a spot on your neck, making you hiss in pleasure, and you involuntarily grinded down on his lap. Immediately you felt him grinning against your skin.

He felt bolder after your response to him and dared to raise his touch on you, hiking up your shirt as so, until you pulled back and lifted your arms, silently giving him permission to take it off of you. Once he was done with it, you tugged at the hem of his shirt, and he took it off of you.

"You are so gorgeous" he watched you with hungry eyes, and you felt yourself blushing.

As you kissed him again, avoiding having to formulate a coherent response to his praise, you felt his hands find their way up your body until they were cupping your breasts over your bra, his fingers molding against your curves as he squeezes them, and that made a breathy moan escape your lips.

Feeling desperate to just have you for him, Wooseok swiftly switched positions, making your back hit his mattress and he positioned in between your legs. Just like that, he unbuttoned your jeans and slid it off of you, his own pants following next, leaving you two in your underwear.

He eagerly leaned over you, anxious to kiss you again, and you welcomed him like two puzzle pieces fitting together, only this time you were too aware of the bulge in his underwear as he grinded in between your hips, giving you some release to the pressuring pleasure that built up with every touch of his.

Without breaking the kiss, he took your bra off, his fingers immediately finding your nipples and toying with them as you arch your back to press yourself against his touch. He only let go to have his fingers replaced with his mouth, the tongue skillfully circling around your sensitive bud.

"Wooseok" you let his name fall from your lips, to which he hummed in response

"You like that, baby?" He looked up at you, licking your nipples right after finishing his words.

You bit your bottom lip and nodded.

"Maybe it would be better if I do something else too?" One of his hands slid its way down your stomach, the tip of his fingers stopping at the hem of your panties. "Can I?"

"Yes, please" you buckled your hips against his hands, and he smirked as he lowered his hands further, reaching your wet slit.

One of his fingers ran along your pussy, spreading your wetness around your clit, making you squirm as he brushed over just the right spot.

"Fuck, Wooseok, right there" you gasped as he repeated the movement "please keep doing that."

He studied your face for a mere second, chuckling proudly before capturing your nipple in his lips again, all the stimulation bringing you heaven.

You grabbed his hair, tugging it to contain your own pleasure, and he hummed in approval to you. A knot started building up in your lower belly the more he moved, and you were already embarrassingly close.

Then you felt his touch spot, feeling it going down to your entrance instead, and two of his fingers entered you effortlessly, pumping in and out of you. He let go of your breast, leaning up and using his free hand to take off your panties.

"You look hot, shit." He praised you again "you're taking my fingers so well."

He leaned back down and kissed you roughly, lust clouding the whole room around you. When his thumb found your clitoris you gasped into the kiss, and Wooseok nibbled your lip.

"Are you going to cum for me, baby?" He whispered in your ear, and you held onto his shoulders, nails digging a little into his skin

"I'm so close" you mumbled, and he fastened his pace

"Let me see it, I bet you look beautiful when you cum. Show it to me, Y/N"  he said before sucking in your nipple again.

Your body reacted to him like an order, and you closed your eyes as an orgasm took over you, making you tremble under him, moaning louder every time his finger hit the perfect spot inside you.

"Fuck" you gasped once he slid off of you, your chest rising up and down fast.

He opened his mouth to say something, but you used your weight to throw him beside you, climbing on top of his right next, and the surprised expression on his face was quickly replaced with a much naughtier one

You lowered yourself, taking his underwear off, letting his cock bounce back against his stomach.

"Do you have a condom?" You asked.

Wooseok reached for a drawer in his nightstand and tossed you a packet. You wasted no time opening the foil and taking his member into your hand, jerking it a few times, testing the right speed and pressure to just see him close his eyes and throw his head back in pleasure.

When you stopped moving, his eyes shot open and he watched you unroll the rubber down his length.

You moved upwards, your hips sitting against his, and you leaned down to kiss him again, savoring his taste unhurriedly, and he didn't hesitate to match your intensity.

You began to move your hips slowly, feeling your pussy press against his cock, putting the right amount of pressure to make him hiss in pleasure.

Continuing to move, you trailed wet kisses down his jaw and neck, sucking and biting softly the skin before running your tongue along the spot to soothe it.

"I didn't know you were such a tease" he grunted.

"I didn't know you were in a rush" you retorted, grinning at him.

"I've got all night, baby, but I'd much rather spend it inside you." He said, a hint of desperation showing through his voice.

Your chuckle died in your throat as he grabbed your hips and bucked his own, grinding the right away to press his dick against your clit, and you moaned involuntarily.

"I think you agree with me" Woosek said, smirking victoriously.

"Jerk" you slapped his chest and laughed softly.

His hand reached up and caressed your cheek while he looked at you with big fond eyes, and it felt so intimate that you were sure you were blushing.

"Don't look at me like that" you fought the urge to cover yourself.

"Why not?" He cocked his head "you look so beautiful, I just had an urge"

You leaned your body down and pressed a soft kiss to his lips

“I think this is a point of no return for us, right?” your voice barely came out, a faint whisper, afraid of the meaning they carry.

“I don’t know how many fake relationships you’ve had, but I’m pretty sure they never involve seeing each other naked, so we’re past the point of no return” Wooseok shrugged, his chest pressed against yours and his arms wrapping around you in a comforting hug. He kissed you again, and it didn’t surprise how it was just natural at this point to mold your lips together perfectly.

“Shit, you’re right” you giggled when he pulled away. “Okay, we’re doing this.”

You took a deep breath in a poor attempt to make your heart stop racing.

“We’ll be fine” Wooseok reassured, and you just nodded at him, putting all the truth you have in his words.

You sat up and reached your hand in between the two of you, aligning his member with your entrance and letting him penetrate you slowly, his gasp accompanied the rhythm of the movement.

Staying still, you gave yourself time to adjust to his size, and his thumb caressed your hips, his touch always so gentle. You finally started rocking your hips and Wooseok threw his head back in pleasure, a few whimpers escaping his lips. You remembered you two dancing together earlier, and how his eyes couldn’t leave your hips when you were dancing, and you tried to move on top of him just like that, his whimpers turning to lazy moans as you moved slowly, and you smirked proudly at the reactions you were getting from him.

Wooseok, always a brat, grabbed your hips a little stronger and used it as leverage to flip your positions, rolling easily on top of you, making you yelp in surprise, and the way he towered over you made you feel suddenly shy, chuckling at his victorious grin. He thrust slowly, picking up the pace with no rush, his eyes glued on yours, and the loving expression on his face made butterflies dance in your stomach.

Adjusting his hips, Wooseok hit the perfect spot inside you, making you moan his name louder than you intended, but fortunately, it was just another enticement to him, as he kept thrusting you deep and fast. Inevitably, the pleasure starts building up in your lower belly, and you knew you wouldn’t last much longer. Your walls tightened around him, and his moves started getting sloppier.

“Y/N, I’m gonna-” he barely finished the sentence, cutting himself off with a moan.

You reached down and circled your clit just how you like it, bringing yourself to the edge with him, and the room was filled with both of your moans and curses.

When Wooseok threw himself by your side, his hand cupped your cheek, bringing you closer for a deep passionate kiss, but it didn’t last long, both of you needing air too fast, chests rising up and down from the intense orgasm you had.

You quietly watched him take the condom off, tying it up and discarding it on a bin next to the bed, and when he laid again on your side, covering your lower halves with his blanket, you pulled him closer, laying your head on his chest, tracing random patterns with your fingertips on his belly.

“Is this the part where we talk about what this all means?” you mumbled against his skin.

“I guess,” he snuggled you closer, and you looked up at him “this means we may be, just maybe, dating for reals?” it was supposed to be an affirmation, but his tone was more like a question.

“But Wooseok, we barely know each other, we haven’t even had a first date, what if-”

“Y/N” he interrupted your rant, “everyone thinks we’re dating already. It’s safe to say we get along really well. The chemistry here?” he pointed between you two “wow.”

You couldn’t help but laugh at his silliness, but you couldn’t deny that he had a good point. Everything inside you screamed to be near him, and you don’t want to be stupid and ignore that.

“Fine.” you pouted, then pecked his lips. “But you owe me a date nevertheless.”

“Breakfast date, tomorrow when we wake up, how does that sound?” He proposed, and you pretended to think about it, making him nervous with all the suspense.

“It’s a date then.” you giggled.

“Okay, then,” he wiggled his eyebrows “ girlfriend ”

You wanted to make a snarky comeback, but all your brain could register is that Wooseok is your boyfriend, and all the giddiness inside you turned you into mush, and he laughed at your sudden shyness.

“I like how that sounds.” you confessed, almost inaudible.

“Get used to it, then,” he kissed you briefly “You’ll be hearing it a lot from now on.”