Just Found This Acc And I’m So Happy I Did, I Think I’m Obsessed. And I Had To Ask — Is This Like

Can you do an Innie friends to lovers fic. Thick mc. Smut obviously but like baby bread to daddy toast🤣🤣

Aphrodite's Pain

Jeongin x thick female reader

Word count: 6.4k

Warnings: MDNI 18+ ONLY! Verbal and emotional abuse, physically intimidating behavior, mentions of gaslighting, body shaming, unprotected piv intercourse (be safe use protection) cum eating, praise, body worship, a little spanking (like one smack), Jeongin has a big dick (is that a warning?) I think that's all but as always if I missed something please let me know and I will add it!

A/N: Hope everyone enjoys this one! I had fun writing it. I'm sorry for the terrible joke at the end but I couldn't help myself. I'm cheesy like that.

You and Jeongin became inseparable almost immediately when the guys first introduced the two of you. You loved all of the guys but you and Jeongin had a lot of similar interests and the same sense of humor so you fell into a very comfortable friendship quickly. Movie nights, coffee hang outs, amusement parks, arcades, you spent most of your free time with Jeongin. The guys thought for the longest time that you two would perhaps become more than friends and it was frequently discussed amongst them but they didn’t want to push you so they all swore not to say anything to either of you. For all intents and purposes, Jeongin was your baby bread and you were his Noona. If you ever needed help with anything he was always a call away and you would always drop anything if he needed you. Jeongin was your friend and you appreciated and needed him more than you could ever express.

The one thing that you just couldn’t understand since you and Jeongin had become friends was, in the three years that you had known each other you had run though countless boyfriends. For whatever reason they couldn’t handle the fact that you and Jeongin were so close. You were always up front with your them about your best friend being a guy and you did everything you could to make sure your partners felt secure in your relationship. It never seemed to matter by the end though. Every time the inevitable happened and the guy you were seeing dumped you, your confidence took a hit. Was your friendship with Jeongin just an excuse, a means to an end? Was it really because of you? Were you not pretty enough? Was it because you were heavy set? You had never questioned your weight or appearance or appeal until one guy after another kept leaving you. They all couldn’t really be leaving just because of your friendship with Jeongin. Right? Every time another guy ended things with you those questions plagued your mind. Of course, Jeongin was always there to help hold you together and assure you it was the insecure idiots that you had been dating that had the problem and not you, but Jeongin was your friend he was supposed to tell you things like that. You always held back just a bit never really touching on your insecurities about your appearance. So, while it helped to hear the things he would tell you in the moment it did very little for how you were actually feeling in the long term.

When you met your current boyfriend Matt you were apprehensive about dating him, about dating anyone really. You were at a place in your life where you were thinking maybe you just needed to be single, reflect on yourself and what you’re doing or not doing to not be able to sustain a relationship. You were convinced the issue had to be you in some way. Matt was persistent though. He would send flowers, text you sweet little things all the time, and he didn’t seem to mind Jeongin being around or the fact that he took up such a big chunk of your life. Before you would consider seriously dating Matt you felt the need to express the fears you had about getting into another relationship. How you wondered if it was truly your friendship with Jeongin that made guys in the past leave or if it was the fact that you were thicker or not attractive enough. You laid it all out, admitted more to him than you ever had to anyone, maybe even to Jeongin and Matt had assured you that he wasn’t like the rest of those guys. That you were beautiful and he knew you and Jeongin were friends and that was all.

“You are gorgeous baby, don’t say stuff like that about yourself. Regardless of how stunning you are, I’m not the jealous type. I trust you; I wouldn’t have pursued this with you if I didn’t. I know you’d never do something to betray me like that Y/N so don’t worry so much. Okay?” Against your better judgment you believed Matt. He seemed so sincere and so far, he HAD been better than your ex’s when it came to you and Jeongin. It wasn’t long though before the same things that always happened started. Matt would try to get you to cancel on Jeongin to go out with him instead and get mad when you wouldn’t. If you invited Matt along to spend time with you and Jeongin he would throw side eyes and glares even though Jeongin always made sure to be nice, for your sake at least. Matt would make snarky, jealous remarks whenever you brought up Jeongin. He was actually worse about all of those things than other partners had been and still you would try to reassure him, you would try to make things work. At first after he did things like that, he’d apologize but after a while the apologies stopped and the gaslighting started. He would blame you for arguments he started and try to make you think you weren’t being loyal because you wanted to spend time with your friend. Even still, you hoped you could work out these issues and be happy with Matt. You were trying your best to, as hard as it was.

You and Jeongin were finally getting to hang out after what seemed like forever for the two of you. Between your work and really focusing on trying to make things work with Matt, not to mention Jeongin’s busy scheduled, you hadn’t gotten to spend much time together recently. So, you were both excited to get to do one of your favorite things, stay in at your place and watch movies. At least that’s what you were trying to do when Matt started texting you. He blew up your phone through most of the first movie you were watching to the point you had no idea what was going on. Jeongin was glancing over from time to time but you were too absorbed in the conversation, well more like bickering, with Matt to realize. As soon as you started the second movie your phone started going off again.

That stung. Your face contorted into a grimace after reading it and your chest tightened a bit. Jeongin noticed your stiff posture, the frown and the worry lines on your forehead becoming more prominent. He knew those worry lines only showed when you were trying to hide that you were upset.

“Everything okay Noona?” You looked up from your phone and realized Jeongin had been watching you for a minute now.

“Wha- oh yea. It’s just Matt wondering when we’re gonna be done.” You didn’t mention what he’d said in the last text. Jeongin shook his head.

“Jeeze we’re only just getting through the first movie.” Jeongin made a vary valid point and you agreed.

“I know he’s just upset…” Before you could finish your sentence, you heard a knock at your door. You looked in that direction and then back at Jeongin confused.

“Are you expecting someone?” he asked. You shook your head before getting up to see who was at the door.

“I’ll be right back.”  You called back to Jeongin as you disappeared down the hall way. When you got to the door you looked through the peep hole. When you saw who it was you were not only surprised but furious. You opened the door and were immediately met by Matt yelling at YOU.

“Why the fuck didn’t you message me back!?” You looked at him like he was a crazy person because he was acting like it. You looked behind you checking to make sure Jeongin was still in the living room and then walked out into the hall closing the door behind you to try and keep him from hearing the commotion Matt was causing.

“One, lower your voice. You JUST messaged me. You didn’t give me time to reply before you were knocking on my door. How long have you been wai- you know what never mind it’s not important. You were being mean Matt if I had replied, what was I supposed to say to that that wouldn’t have just ended up being a huge fight? I’m trying to have a good time with my friend and watch some movies.” Matt scoffed and rolled his eyes. He looked behind you at your closed door.

“Why did you close the door huh? Afraid I’m gonna see something you don’t want me to?” This again. Matt started pacing the hall back and forth as you pressed your fingers into your temples trying to will away the headache this was bringing on.

“We go through this all the time Matt! He’s like my little brother. It’s not like I hide or lie about spending time with him. I invite you to join, don’t I? If you call or text I always answer, don’t I? I spend almost all my time with you and do everything I can to make you feel secure in our relationship and you still get so jealous. You knew Jeongin was my friend before we started dating. We had a whole conversation about this, multiple in fact. You said you understood, you said you were okay with it. So, why are you getting so bent out of shape?” Matt spun around and walked back up on you quickly, his finger out, pointing at you. You flinched a little surprised by the aggressive action.

“Yea I want to tag along and be the third wheel with my own girlfriend on your little dates with your little boyfriend.” You let out at heavy sigh. You were getting exhausted with this.

“We don’t have little dates and we are just friends Matt. YOU are my boyfriend.” Matt laughed and started pacing again.

“Not any more I’m not. You always say the same shit, it’s always ‘he’s like a little brother why are you mad?’ You must think I’m fucking stupid. I’m so done Y/N, this is over. We’re over! You’re not worth this shit.” Matt spun around and faced you again.

“Just admit you’re just a whore and fucking him already!” Your jaw dropped.  

“What did you say?!” You were shaky and had tears in your eyes. You couldn’t believe he would say that. You truly had never given him any reason to think that you and Jeongin were anything but friends, in fact you’d done everything you could to prove otherwise. Matt took a few steps closer, baring down on you, looking down his nose at you. Anger radiated off of him.

“I SAID that you’re a fat whore. And that I KNOW you’re fucking him.” The tears in your eyes fell and you choked out a sob. He knew where to hit you so that it hurt and he took his cheap shot. Just then your door flung open behind you and Jeongin was standing there. It was obvious he’d just heard the whole exchange between you and Matt even though you had tried to prevent it. Jeongin’s face looked like it had no emotion in it. It was stiff like it was made of marble. His fists were clenched and the veins of his arms and neck visible. He was clearly trying his very best to restrain himself. You had never seen him like that in all the years you’d known him.

“Y/N, go inside.” His voice was firm but he spoke calmly to you and moved to the side to allow space for you to go in. You didn’t say anything. You did what he told you to and ran into your apartment still crying. Once you were inside Jeongin pulled the door closed behind him this time and stood in front Matt.

“Wha-“ Jeongin cut Matt off before the first word.

“Shut the fuck up.” His words were calm but they still dripped with venom. Matt was stunned. Jeongin had always played the quiet shy kid around him up until that point, mainly for your sake. So, when Jeongin told him to shut the fuck up, he shut the fuck up.

“You have got to be the dumbest asshole alive do you know that? You have never deserved Y/N. She would never cheat on you or willingly hurt anyone she cared about for that matter. Never, and I would never try and make her to do something like that either. We are just friends you fucking neanderthal. We have never fucked, are you hearing me you insecure dip shit.” Matt looked angry and confused, like he wanted to believe Jeongin but didn’t. Jeongin wasn’t done though he leaned in closer and lowered his voice.

“I have never fucked her Matt BUT… I assure you… tonight? I will.” Jeongin looked Matt right in his eyes as he said it. Matt puffed out his chest like some gorilla trying to assert his dominance, challenging Jeongin. Jeongin squared up to him totally unafraid. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes remembering you were upset in the apartment and just wanting to get back to console you. He didn’t have time for Matt’s shit.

“I don’t want to Matt. I’m really, really trying not to. So just get the fuck out and I won’t have to do something we’ll both regret.” Matt hesitated for a moment thinking about calling Jeongin’s bluff. When Jeongin opened his eyes again Matt saw how serious he was. He rolled his eyes and huffed before turning and walking towards the elevators without another word.

“Oh, and Matt?” Matt stopped and turn around.

“You won’t be around anymore but rest assured, if I ever hear you calling Y/N a fat whore again, nothing will stop me from absolutely rocking your shit. Got it?” Matt pressed his lips together. He didn’t say anything but Jeongin knew he got the point. Once Matt was on the elevator and gone Jeongin went back into the apartment. He found you in the living room curled up in the mountain of blankets you had been under watching movies, with your face pressed into the couch cushions, you were still crying. He walked over and sat by you and started rubbing your back, trying calm you.

“Noona? Y/N? Please don’t cry.” You pushed the covers off and turned over facing Jeongin. When he saw your red cheeks and teary eyes, he almost walked back out the door to find Matt and give him the beat down he deserved. Instead Jeongin wiped your fresh tears away as they fell.

“It’s my own fault Innie, things have been getting worse for a while. I should have known; I should have just ended things myself but…” You sniffled and more tears fell.

“What’s wrong with me?” You tried to choke back another sob unsuccessfully.

“Come here Noona.” Jeongin opened his arms to you and you sat up and fell into them pressing your face into his shirt. He let you cry against him as he stroked your hair. After a minute when you started to quiet down Jeongin spoke.

“You know it’s not you right? Seriously. What could be wrong with you? Huh?” You pulled away from him and fiddled with your hands in your lap.

“I’m…” you hesitated to say it but knew Jeongin was your friend and that you could tell him anything.

“Because I’m… you know…fat.” You said the last word so quietly as you wrung your hands together. Jeongin looked at you speechless for a moment. How long had you been dealing with these feelings and he had no idea? He felt horrible.

“First of all, you have fat, you’re not fat. You’re more than your body type Y/N, so much more. It doesn’t matter if you are skinny or full figured. You are kind, and funny, and you are absolutely stunning Y/N, just the way you are.” It was your turn to be speechless. Most of your friends would deny the words if you said you were fat to them, or just tell you that you were pretty which didn’t really help, as much as they were trying to. Not Jeongin though. He didn’t want to convince you that you weren’t thicker, you are, he wanted you to know that it didn’t matter because it was just a fact about you, like having blonde hair or green eyes. It was not who you were and no matter what you were beautiful. He had the most serious look on his face as he continued.

“You’re so willing to try and see the best in these guys and you don’t see the best parts of yourself and they refuse to, all of them, and then you end up hurt. I hate it. I hate that you get taken for granted by these assholes. Y/N, you deserve someone who wants to worship you because you… are beauty personified.” You blushed but you couldn’t help but scoff in disbelief at his words.

“Innie, you’re sweet but…” Jeongin cut you off before you could say anything else.

“No Y/N no buts you are SO beautiful add to that that you are a genuinely good person. Anyone should count themselves lucky to have you. I know I would.” You looked at Jeongin. His eyes bored into yours. Then you blurted out the next words without even thinking.  

“Did you mean it?” Jeongin looked at you confused. Did he mean what? That you were pretty? That you deserved better? You scooted closer to him on the couch. Your eyes were so big and dreamy, they sparkled from the tears that had been in them moments before. Jeongin couldn’t help but get lost in them.

“Mean what?” He finally managed to make himself speak. Suddenly you climbed onto his lap and straddled him, one of your thick thighs on each side of his legs. You rested your arms on his strong shoulders and sat your plump ass on his thighs, your fingers started fiddling with the hair at his nape. Jeongin froze.

“That you were going to fuck me tonight?” His eyes went wide suddenly. You had heard that?!

“Uh… I-I’m sorry… Noona I-I was just talking, trying to make Matt mad… I’m sorry…” Your face fell and you stopped toying with his hair.

“You didn’t really mean that you wanted to then?” You started to get off Jeongin’s lap, your face flushed with embarrassment as tears started to prick your eyes again. You felt incredibly stupid for saying and doing that, what were you thinking? Of course he didn’t want to fuck you he’s your best friend. He said that to make your ex mad and he was saying all those things to you to be nice. To comfort you like a good friend does. Before you could get off Jeongin’s lap though his strong hands grabbed hold of your full fleshy hips and held you in place on top of him.

“Don’t! Don’t get up.” He pulled you the rest of the way down on his lap again so your full weight rested on his thighs. Jeongin pushed your hair away from your face so he could look you in the eyes again before his hands moved to rest on the curve of your waist continuing to hold you in place.

“If you want that Y/N, then yes, I want that. But…” Jeongin was hesitant say the next words. Your fingers played with the hair at his nape again, coaxing him to go on as you looked at him expectantly, waiting for him to continue.

“But I don’t just want to fuck you. I… I’m in love with you Y/N. I always have been.” It seemed like your eyes glowed even brighter when he said those words. Your lips turned up into a small smile that Jeongin was relieved to see.

“Innie, all this time… why didn’t you ever say anything?” Jeongin sighed.

“We’re friends and I thought you wouldn’t take me seriously since I’m younger than you.” You shook your head.

“Inn… Jeongin. I’m only 2 years older than you it’s not like it’s a huge age gap.” Jeongin shrugged his shoulders.

“I know but you always date older guys and you call me baby bread like the hyungs do, you always told your boyfriends I was like a little brother to you. So, I thought you would reject me if I said anything and I didn’t want to risk ruining our friendship.” You nodded as Jeongin explained, understanding now why he had never said anything.

“I was compartmentalizing my feelings Innie, so that my partners would feel more confident in our relationships, so that they wouldn’t feel threatened and try to interfere with our friendship. I didn’t take into account how that might affect YOU in our relationship though and I’m sorry.” Jeongin grabbed a hold of your face, his hands were rough but so gentle. He leaned in closer to you, his lips hovering so close to yours. You closed your eyes and held your breath.

“You have absolutely nothing to be sorry about Y/N.” Jeongin’s lips met yours. Soft lips pressed against soft lips. It was like a supernova went off in your chest the way your heart thumped out of control. The kiss started tender, lips slotted together, soon your tongues were tasting, tracing the inside of each other’s mouths. Before long you were practically ravaging each other, teeth tugging at full lips, both tongues trying to assert dominance. When you shifted on Jeongin’s lap his hard on pressed against you pulling an unexpected moan from you. Jeongin broke the kiss and looked at you. His eyes were such a dark brown.

“FUCK! That was the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard Y/N.” He growled the words and his lips crashed into yours again. Jeongin feverishly kissed you as his hands gripped the soft love handles on your waist and rocked you against him harder making you moan louder into his mouth this time. You both were completely fueled by lust as you moved against his firm cock over his jeans, the pressure against your clit, even through the fabric separating you, was making your body thrum with excitement. Jeongin leaned back against the couch still guiding your movements. He watched with hooded eyes, taking his bottom lip in between his teeth as you held onto his shoulders and rode him, your big breasts bouncing along with your rhythm.

“God you’re so fucking gorgeous Y/N. Does it feel good?” You were flushed and softly panting as you shook your head up and down.

“Good baby, I’m gonna make you cum now okay pretty girl?” He leaned forward and kissed you again wrapping one of his arms around you to pull you closer to him. Jeongin slid his hand down your plush tummy past the waistband of your pants and panties. When his fingers dipped into your soft wet folds your breathing hitched and you stopped moving.

“No no baby. Don’t stop, keep riding my fingers. Want you to cum for me. Can you do that Y/N?” You shook your head again you were having trouble forming words he was making you feel so good. You started rutting your hips against Jeongin’s hand as his lips and teeth worked over your neck and shoulder, leaving love marks behind, his tongue soothing each one after. Every grind against his fingers sent chills through your whole body and you could feel your climax creeping up on you quickly.

“I-Innie…fuck…I-I… I’m so close…” Blush was creeping up your chest and neck as your labored breaths came in between you trying to form words. Jeongin slid his fingers past your clit and pushed them inside you, curling them so they rubbed against your g spot with every grind of your hips. Your jaw fell slack and your eyes went wide.

“JEONGIN!” A slight smile crept on to his face hearing you scream his name like that just because of his fingers.

“Come on you can do it, cum for me beautiful, make a mess on my hand.” Jeongin started pumping his fingers deeper into you as you continued to slide across his lap chasing your orgasm. When Jeongin pressed his thumb firmly against your clit it pushed you over the edge and you came.

“Oh… oh my god..Jeo..Je..In-Innie… !” Were the only words you were able to remotely form as you fucked yourself on his hand, his fingers still pushing into you, his thumb roughly rubbing against your clit. You hugged Jeongin’s head shoving his face into your supple breasts. He pulled your tank top down and kissed and nipped at the soft skin on the top of your breasts as you shivered and twitched through the remnants of your orgasm.

Jeongin removed his fingers from you and brought them to his mouth, licking the pads of them to taste you before sticking them into your mouth. You sucked on them willingly and your teeth grazed his fingers as he retracted them.

“Fucking gorgeous, god damn. Just gorgeous.” Before you could think, let alone reply to Jeongin’s words, he gripped your thick thighs with his big hands, lifted and flipped you so you were under him on the couch now. You let out a little squeak at the show of strength.

“Jeongin!” You breathed out his name in surprise. He looked down at you a little glint in his eye and a smirk, one that looked mischievous.

“What? Are you surprised I know how to handle my girl?” Another wave of arousal washed over you hearing Jeongin call you, HIS girl. You tugged at your bottom lip with your teeth.

“I’m not baby bread anymore beautiful. I’m going to show you how you should have been treated all along.” Jeongin stood and pulled his shirt off over his head and then quickly started working at his pants and boxers tossing each article of clothing aside before kneeling on the couch and helping you remove the yoga pants and tank top you had been wearing. Once you were completely naked under Jeongin his fox-like eyes narrowed and took in every curve, every soft cushiony piece of your body. Completely enamored by you. He started speaking absent mindedly, his thoughts just forming in his head and coming from his mouth as he took in your form.

“Y/N did you know most artist depictions of Aphrodite show her with hips and dips, a tummy and full breasts.” Jeongin leaned in close and whispered in your ear.

“How do I have the real-life Aphrodite under me right now?” You blushed at his words and looked away but he tilted your chin urging you look at him.

“Look at me.” You did.

“You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on Y/N, every piece of your body should be kissed and loved baby.” Jeongin placed a kiss on your lips, your jaw, your neck. Soft kisses trailed and traced along your body as his hands caressed the curves of your breasts and hips gently touching you where ever his lips and tongue were not. After truly worshiping your body with the soft prayers that were his lips he kissed your mouth again, this time deeper, more passionate. Tracing his tongue across your lips as it dipped between them. Your head was buzzing but you wanted more, needed more. You needed Jeongin.

“Please! Jeongin, please fuck me.” Jeongin leaned over you bending your knees and pushing your legs apart so he had better access to your dripping cunt.

“Anything you want baby. Anything for you.” With those words Jeongin spit in his hand and rubbed it over the head of his thick cock, sliding it through your wet folds before guiding it towards your aching core. When the head of his dick pushed into you you let out a soft gasp.

“Are you okay? I’m not hurting you am I?” Jeongin asked sweetly. You shook your head no.

“No…I’m okay… mmmmm… just BIG. Go slow?” Jeongin gave you a small smile and nodded at you as he slowly sank into your cunt deeper. Your finger nails dug into his shoulder leaving little indents behind as you felt the stretch and sting of Jeongin’s thick cock being pushed deeper and deeper inside of you until he was fully engulfed in your sweet warm wetness. You could hear the low growl come from the bottom of his chest as he tried to compose himself and not just start ramming into you mercilessly. It was hard to control himself but he didn’t want to hurt you so he slowly pulled out to the tip and pushed into you again a little faster than the last time. He kept doing that in and out. Slowly until you started rocking your hips and meeting his gentle thrusts into you.

“I’m gonna go a little harder now baby. Are you ready?” You bit your lip and nodded.

“Yes Innie.” Your voice was so sweet to his ears it shouldn’t have sent more blood rushing to his cock making him throb inside you, but it did, he was so hard. He pulled out and pushed into you the hardest he had yet and you moaned out in pleasure as the head of his dick hit your g spot.

“FUCK! Jeongin… right there… keep doing that.” He heeded your instruction and started moving faster thrusting into you at that same angle and abusing the soft spot with the tip of his cock over and over. You pussy was soaked and the sounds of his skin connecting with your wet cunt every time he pumped himself into you deeper egged Jeongin on to fuck you harder. He gripped you by your squishy hips and his fingers dug in as he fucked you faster and harder.

“God baby you are taking my big cock so well. You’re so pretty. Every inch of you feels so fucking good. I can’t get enough of you baby, gonna have to have you on my cock all the time beautiful.” You moaned out at the praise. He made your body buzz with his words.

“Yes… yes Jeongin. Want you to fuck me when ever you want. How ever you want.” Hearing you say that Jeongin flashed you a mischievous smile again. He pulled his dick out of you and wrapped his arms around you pulling you up flush with his own body. Your big soft breasts squished against his chest as he kissed you.

“Turn over baby. Push out that beautiful ass and let me see your pretty pussy from the back.” His words were like ecstasy and practically made you drip down your legs with excitement. You did exactly as he told you to and bent over presenting your ass and drenched cunt to him arching your back. Jeongin’s hand came down and connected with your supple ass cheek causing a delicious sting.

“Innie!” You jerked and moaned out in surprise looking back at him. His smirk grew as he rubbed the red hand print that was appearing. As he massaged away the pain, he sunk his cock back into your soaked pussy. His hands gripped your hips and gently pulled you back on him as he pushed his aching cock into you deeper. Jeongin ran his hands from your hips over your voluptuous ass and up the small of your back easing you down, your face rested on the couch cushions, arms out in front of you holding onto the arm of the couch. His hands followed back up the trail they had come from stopping to grope your ass and spread you so he could see his cock sliding in and out of you covered in you juices. The sight set something off in him. He gripped your soft hips firmer than he had before and stopped moving.

“Y/N you better hold on to whatever you can.” As soon as the warning passed his lips his hips started pounding into you full force and fast. Each thrust pushing your face into the couch cushions harder as you tried to keep your hold on the arm of the couch.

“Fuck! Oh… God-fuck yes fuck me hard Jeongin Fuck me, yes.” He continued fucking into you hard and fast bringing you closer and closer to your climax. Your walls tightened around his cock, he let out a grunt and squeezed his eyes closed.

“Oh fuck baby… I’m so fucking close. Are you close beautiful? Are you gonna on my cock?” You moaned out in utter ecstasy unable to form words. He knew you were close the sound your sopping pussy made every time he slammed into you made it obvious. Still he wanted to hear it from your mouth.

“Talk to me gorgeous… FUCK… are you gonna cum for me baby?” You panted the next words out.

“Ye-yes I-I-Innie… go-gonna c-c-cuumMMM! Jeong-Je-J In!” You screamed out fragments of his name as he drove his cock deep into you. You twitched and throbbed around him coming so hard you couldn’t see. Jeongin kept fucking you deeper rocking his hips hard against your ass searching for his own high as well as riding you through your orgasm. Making your cunt tighten and squeeze his cock harder.

“Fuck. FUCK! Baby… baby… I’m gonna cum!” You moaned out and begged for it.

“Yes Innie give me your cum. Want it Innie please.” He grunted and slammed deep in to you one more time before pulling out and stroking the head of his cock quickly. He moaned out as his thick, warm, cum painted your full ass in stripes. You could feel it warm pooling on your lower back, dripping down your ass and onto your cunt.

“Fuck baby, so much cum covering you right now. You look so fucking good covered in my big load pretty girl.” Jeongin massaged one of your ass cheeks with his finger tips as he tugged on his cock, smearing the last of his cum across your ass. He pressed the underside of the tip of his cock between your ass cheeks and slid it up and down over your cum overed ass hole. You clenched at the sensation as he smeared his cum up and down, twitching from the overstimulation to the head of his dick. You propped yourself back up on your elbows and reached around with one hand, running your fingers through the pool of warm cum that had landed on your back and sucked them clean. Jeongin’s eyes rolled back and he closed them biting at his lips.

“Fuck baby. How do I taste?” You ran your fingers through his cum again and sucked more off humming in appreciation as your wiggled your cum coated ass against the head of his cock he had pressed against you.

“You taste so good Innie…mmmm.. taste soo good.” Jeongin kneaded your ass cheek for a moment longer with his cock nestled in between them, appreciating the complete mess he’d made of your ass and cunt. His smeared cum coating your ass cheeks like a glaze as you continued to run your fingers through it and clean yourself off sucking and savoring the taste of him on your fingers each time as Jeongin watched you.

“Fuck baby, you look so sexy eating my cum.” He leaned over, kissed and playfully took a bite of one of your ass cheeks and your pulled away laughing still sucking the last of his cum from the tips of your fingers.

“How about I get you cleaned up and we can watch this other movie?” You leaned back down on the couch and nodded as Jeongin got up and ran to get a warm cloth to clean you up with. When he came back, he wiped what you hadn’t scooped off and eaten off your backside and then ran it down your sensitive cunt. You winced at the sensation of the warm rag just a little but it was soothing.

“Did I go to hard? You’re not hurt are you?” Jeongin asked as he finished cleaning you off. You turned over and laid on the couch on your side propping yourself up on one elbow looking at him.

“No Innie, I’m fine. You were great, that was amazing really.” You lazily smiled as you laid there your cheeks, chest and breasts, even the tops of your thick thighs were painted in blush. Jeongin slotted himself between you and the back of the couch and wrapped his arms around you. You grabbed one of the mountain blankets from before, covered up and turned the movie back on as Jeongin held your soft body against his. You tilted your head and looked back at him. The tv screen giving you just enough light to admire his face this closely for the first time. His strong jaw, the five o’clock shadow that was starting to peek, he looked down at you.

“What, do I have something on my face?” You laughed and shook your head no.

“Just you were right. You are NOT baby bread anymore.” His eyes narrowed a bit and he smirked.

“More like daddy toast now.” His eyes narrowed further as he gave you that look he always gave you when you’ve said a stupid joke. He shook his head and laughed pulling you tighter against him. Legs and arms tangled; you watched the movie until you both fell asleep on the couch. Jeongin was your best friend and from that night on your lover.

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Touch (m)

pairing: masseuse!johnny x female!reader

summary: you go get a different kind of massage

word count: 2,122

warnings: straight outta porn, fingering, happy ending massage

a/n: this has been in my drafts for a while but for some reason inspiration came today! hope ya’ll enjoy ❤ (not proof read yet, maybe tomorrow)

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As you enter the door you start to doubt if the idea of coming here was any good. Maybe you should just turn around and go away, this is stupid.

“Good afternoon ma’am, can I help you?” You turn around and see a smiley lady at the front desk.

“Oh hm… Hi! I- hm…” You mentally slap yourself for being so nervous. “I have an appointment?”

“Fantastic, what’s your name?” She asks.

“Y/N.” You step closer.

“One second…” She types into the computer looking for your reservation. “Alright, follow me please.”

She goes around the desk and into a corridor full of doors. You follow her right to the end and into the last room on the right. You thank her as she opens the door and motions for you to come in.

“You can remove your clothes and hang them here.” She points to a hanger on the wall and grabs a towel. “You can then lay over there facing down and use this towel. Make yourself comfortable and your masseuse will be right with you.”

“Thank you.” She gives you a last smile before stepping out closing the door behind her.

You look around the room and sigh. Guess there’s no backing down now.

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just one yesterday - lee felix

» summary: He‘d loved you more than anything. Where you couldn’t pick yourself up, he would do it for you and never ask for anything back. In your mind, you pictured him by your side forever. Until one day, he’s no longer there.

» pairing: lee felix x reader

» rating: pg-13

» genre: angst, best friends to strangers, soulmates

» warnings: unhappy ending

» words: 2,283

» part of the you're the one series...

“Still won’t wash it huh?” if it were anyone else, you’d assume they were judging you, but Felix never really did. He’d been your best friend for years, seen you at both your best and worst yet never expected anything out of you in return.

Sometimes you wondered if you weren’t doing enough, that he was putting in far more than you, but you’d always attempt to make up for it with sporadic movie nights and dinners if your part time job had paid a bit more generously than expected.

Felix never complained about it either. He loved you and you loved him, but there was something to be said about two people never being able to love each other equally.

“I just… don’t want to,” you take the jacket from his loose grip, and it falls almost violently into your arms from your pull. He just smiles, for he knows the story from the last winter the two of you endured in this cold town, the memory of Seungmin was now a few months old, yet sometimes still lingered like a fresh wound.

Felix is turned away from you now, focused on the game he’s playing on the TV whilst you’re left to do what you want. It’s usually like this. You go over to his apartment and he leaves you to roam as if this place is your own. A lot of what you own is here anyway, just like how his hoodie is currently thrown over your desk chair back at yours, and some of his notebooks and books are laid out over the bedroom floor from late night studying.

Your lives were deeply bound but you didn’t mind it. It was nice to always have someone there, even if not physically, what he’d left was your reminder of him.

“Let’s go out,” the game is paused, something you hadn’t realised until he spoke up with that familiar deep voice that anyone that met him even just once could pinpoint for its uniqueness.

“Go where?”

“Dinner? I can pay this time,” you’d paid last time, but oddly this offer didn’t sit well with you. Felix did pay for things, but he never verbalised it out-loud. His offers were usually unspoken, said with his behaviour rather than words.

Felix’s relationship and love for you was built heavily around how he acted, rather than what he said. If you were sad, he didn’t reassure you with overused sentences that anyone would say. He’d hug you, with hugs that were specifically his, he’d kiss your forehead with a lingering touch of his lips that were truly his, and no one could replace those gestures of reassurance.

Anyone could replace words.

“Alright, I’ll just change shirt,” agreeing with Felix was always easy. His smile was the problem and you were weak to it. It’s how he’d gained your friendship in the first place, with a grin and certain charm that you couldn’t say no to, even if that particular day had tested your patience.

Felix always knew his way in through any obstacle. It could be infuriating.

There’s no trace of snow left on the ground now that spring has hit, but the air is still cold and fresh and cuts your cheek with harshness that causes them to blush. Felix links his arm with yours and the two of you walk silently through occasional crowds of people before everyone disperses down separate, less busy streets.

“You ever see him again?”

“Nah, but I’m done looking. There’s nothing I can do. It’s okay,” and it is, so all you can hope is that Felix believes you.

“You’ll find someone anyway. I wouldn’t worry.”

“It’s not that I’m worried,” you’re just worried you’ll never feel that particular pull again.

“I mean, worst comes to worse you can always date me,” his words make you stop walking, tugging him back as a result. Felix looks down at you now, and you must look so incredibly lost for he laughs and ruffles through your hair, causing you to huff. You’d spent ages getting it to stay somewhat neat, clearly in vain, “I’m kidding. Don’t take me so seriously.”

Maybe you should listen. Maybe taking it seriously is your undoing, but it’s like his words cause something to snap, and suddenly Felix takes on a new meaning to you. It’s impressive, how one sentence can alter your entire view of a person, open your eyes to something else, whether positive or negative.

It’s crazy to you, how the very idea dangling in front of you, just out of reach, is presented to you by your best friend.

And it’s crazy to you how quickly you want to jump into that notion, the idea that maybe you and Felix should.

Dinner isn’t awkward, but it’s new. You’d eaten dinner with him so often, but suddenly you’re so self aware of how you eat, what you order, how you behave. It’s never happened before, and Felix isn’t blind to it either, “you’re acting weird.”

“Am I?” the young man before you has always been attractive. You knew that with the way he’d turn heads on the street or with the amount of valentines cards that fell out of his locker when he was younger, but to you, he’d always just been Felix. A genetically gifted friend, sure, but still just Felix.

Sitting here, suddenly understanding those glances his way, was terrifying. Realising that your heart raced just seeing him stare back at you, that was the very pull that unraveled the thread to your once solid foundation of friendship.

You wished he’d never said it. You can always date me. For it led you to your next heartbreak when you realised he had feelings for you too.

Suddenly it made sense, why Felix had always given more than he took. The nights you called him at three in the morning because you were afraid or lonely, he came by without question, whilst the nights he did the same, you slept through almost every call.

You were selfish, and you knew it, yet he somehow loved you anyway, and the entire situation seemed so incredibly unfair.

“I shouldn’t have said that,” it’s the immediate regret in his voice, the way he steps back from your frame that you know nothing good can come from it. Felix had told you he loved you before, but it had been friendly. At least you had assumed so for the tones in his voice went unnoticed by you, as did the longing glances and the way he’d hesitate to reach for you, just because he desperately wanted to feel your touch underneath his fingertips.

It was unrequited, until it wasn’t entirely anymore, but even then, when he said it, actually said it, your words caught in your throat and you wondered if maybe, you weren’t ready to admit you loved him too.

For whilst you did love him, and whilst you saw him differently now, you weren’t sure if it was the same. Something bound you to feelings, his friendship with you ran so deep and meant the world to you, but now there was a set distance that you weren’t sure what to do with. You didn’t know how you felt, and before you had the chance to figure it out, Felix took it all back.

“Forget I ever said it,” but you didn’t. You couldn’t, even if you’d tried.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

Your once horrid but occasional nightmares were replaced with desperate echoes of his voice, and every time the result was the same. Felix walked away and you couldn’t tell him to stay.

It hurt you to wake up, alone and hovering over the contact name that was so familiar, but he no longer picked up. The rock in your life wasn’t there to take your every call now, to hold you through every fear and it was only now with losing him that you fully realised that you really loved him too.

When Felix had told you he loved you… well and truly was in love with you, you weren’t sure if your love could be matched. Now, as twisted as it was, you bet your love rivalled his, if he even felt it at all anymore.

“I love you,” but he’s not there to hear you. You’re whispering to an empty room, and the only remnants of his are the hoodie you’re wearing, torturing yourself with and the scattered textbooks that he didn’t bother to get back from you. For he was never coming back. It hurt him too much, and he much rather avoided the realisation that you didn’t love him back than be faced with it for some books he could buy again.

It was not lost on you, how ironic it was. But each message you sent went without response, each call was met with silence, and every time you passed his apartment, there was no one to let you in.

Maybe it was naive to think that he’d open the door to you anyway. Though you’d assumed with how close you’d been, he’d miss you enough, just enough to come back to you. You just wanted him to hear you, listen to you like he always had, yet you heard nothing.

You were back to being unfair, maybe selfish, as spring turned to summer and summer became autumn, and it is only as the leaves fall in an array of dark colours that you decided that you couldn’t hope like this anymore. Felix wasn’t part of you anymore, and maybe you wanted to blame him, make it his fault for ever changing anything for you that one day he’d invited you to dinner, but you knew better.

If only you had known you loved him before he let you go.

It’s raining, the early morning winds being harsh on your frame as you hold a box, heavier than you’d like for it to be, but you know you can only make this trip once. Not only is it physically exhausting, but mentally you’re drained too.

You wonder if you should ring the doorbell, but given he hadn’t let you in for a while, you doubt there’s much point. Instead you wait, not for him but for anyone just so you can put his things down. There’s a note with his name, written as neatly as you could manage with a purple pen, a heart underneath though you wonder if that’s too much.

“You waiting for someone?” someone’s holding the door for you, though it takes a moment for you to register enough to look up at the stranger in question. He’s handsome, with dark hair going over his forehead and eyes to match. His smile is playful, rather beautiful too and your heart skips a bit, “you okay?”

“Huh?” he laughs, amused as he leans against the front entrance, holding it open for you though you make no effort to step inside. His voice is almost aggressive, but his presence is almost warm, a contrast to the cold and the way he speaks. It’s interesting, to say the least.

“I’m in a bit of a rush. In or out?” he doesn’t seem angry, though his impatience is evident in how he’s bouncing on his toes in anticipation. You realise he just came from inside, that he’s not heading in, and you wonder if he lives here too or was simply visiting someone.

You’d never seen him before, and given how often you’d been here, that surprised you.

“Yeah, in, thank you,” you push past him, ignoring the way he so obviously reads the name taped to the letter on your box of things for Felix, and you miss the familiarity of seeing the name in his eyes.

Maybe it’s best that you do. And maybe it’s best that he says nothing, only leaves you be once you’re inside.

It takes everything in you not to knock on the front door when you’re outside Felix’s door. You hear him move, know he’s there and it’s pure agony to do nothing. Yet you know if you knocked, and you know that if he answered, everything would fall apart again.

It’s best to leave it as it was now. A memory you loved and cherished, for the years with Felix holding you close had mattered so much to you. And sure, maybe if he opened the door, he’d hold you again, but he could just as easily break you more.

You couldn’t handle that now.

So you put the box down, knock on his door only once before you pull yourself away, down the stairs and back out into the rain.

When Felix opens the door, it’s to all his things he’d left behind. Everything but you, and he wonders if he’d catch you if he ran out to find you.

Something stops him. Perhaps the reminder of how long it took for him to get past it (not that he was even now), or maybe because he knew Changbin would kill him if he had to come over just one more time, to tell him that he’d be better off.

When he finally opens the note you’d left, he decides that he wants to hate you, for you’d selfishly told him the words he’d always desperately wanted to hear, but now was too late for. Even if those very words made him want to run back into your arms and forgive you for it all. At the end of the day, you were still his one best friend that he had placed above everything else.

I love you too Felix, I do.

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the more I write this series the more i think i’ll be making alternative endings for each member that ends happy cause i can’t deal…

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INNINGS.

PART I

Seungmin x reader. (s,f)

Chapters: Part II / Part III

Author's note: I'm in the mood for a fluff, this is actually the most sfw fic I've ever written. Part 2 will be out next Sunday!

"I have written down all the ideas, and you can start by trying to develop each one into a story," you pushed the note to him and showed him the things you jotted down during the brainstorming you did a while ago.

Seungmin nodded as you gave him detailed instructions cause it was his turn to continue working on the group project of writing a piece of fiction for the creative writing class.

You gave up guessing why he took the class in the first place because his major is Management, plus, he's a star of our baseball team, you don't see why he needs to work this hard because he's already earned his place.

"I will try my best," he said to you and took the note from you.

You gathered all of your things from the table and stuffed them into your bag.

"You got any other plans for today?" He asked, pushing his hair to the back, and it only made his hair messy, but the attractive kind of messy.

You shook your head, "I don't make plans on the weekend. I usually just stay at home and eat and sleep," you winced, regretting that you gave him too much information that he didn't need to hear.

"I don't have any plans as well," he said, slinging his backpack on his shoulder, "I was thinking if we can go somewhere together?"

You looked at him, and he looked at you with a glint of anticipation, waiting for your answer.

"Only if you want to, of course," he immediately added.

It was only 5 in the afternoon, and there was no harm in going somewhere with him, and who knows, you might enjoy spending your weekend not cooped out in your small rented studio.

You nodded, "Yeah, sure, why not?" And tried to sound coy when you gave your answer.

He beamed a smile at you, he stood from his chair, "shall we go now?" He asked.

"Do you have any ideas on where to go?" You asked him once both of you exited the library. The sun was still shining, and it felt nice to feel the warm glow of it after spending hours in the library.

"I have a place to go to have some fun," he said, fixing up the collar of his varsity jacket that he always wears almost every day, and when he is not wearing it, he carries it around by hanging it on the strap of his backpack.

You have no idea what kind of fun he has in mind, but you got curious to find out what kind of person he is outside the campus.

"Oh, that sounds nice," you responded with a smile.

It was hard to catch up on his walk because his stride is wide, and you had to walk a little faster to match your pace with him.

He was aware of it too, he suppressed a laugh when he realized you were half-jogging rather than walking, then decided to slow down, taking smaller steps as you both made your way through the crowded streets.

Seungmin took you somewhere that somehow looked like a parking lot, but once you entered the place and the constant thumping sounds you heard from the inside, you recognized that it is a batting cage.

"So, this is your idea of fun?" You asked him with eyes widened in disbelief, "more baseball?"

He nodded while grinning.

"I mean, you practice baseball all week long, and you play some more baseball to have fun?" You asked again since his first answer didn't satisfy you.

He nodded again, "this is fun," he assured you, then went checked in. The man at the front desk showed him the available slot among the row of cages.

"Come on!" He told you, and you followed him from behind. Your eyes lingered on the broad of his shoulders from the back, and his varsity jacket does nothing but accentuate it.

He opened the door to the batting cage, took a bat, and practiced a few swings before the machine started shooting balls in his direction. You winced every time Seungmin hit the ball right with the bat and made a loud popping sound.

And this is why he's the baseball star, he nailed every throw pitched at him, you knew it wasn't the same with the real game but still, watching him doing what he's good at is another level of attractive.

He lightly panted, then put down the baseball bat, opened the door, and held out his hand at you.

"It's your turn now!" He announced, stepping down a stair still with his hand held out at you.

You looked down at his hand with veins coiling on the back of his hand and down to his long, slender fingers.

"Huh?" Your eyes widen, nonplussed, "I'm not playing," you meekly said.

"I'll teach you," he said with a smile.

You shook your head, "No, no, no," you kindly refused his offer, "I'll stay here and cheer you up,"

He rolled his eyes, "my hand is getting tired here," his eyes motioned to his still outstretched hand at you.

You grimaced but caved in at the end, you took his hand, and he helped you climb the stairs into the cage.

"Just a warning, I'm so bad at sports," you whined, almost like a fussy toddler.

Seungmin handed you a wooden bat, "that's why I'm here,"

You reluctantly took the baseball bat from him, "I-"

Seungmin grabbed you by your waist and positioned yourself in front of him, facing to the side.

He placed his hands on your shoulders next, "first, line up your shoulders with your legs,"

You stood up straighter and did what he told you to do.

Seungmin looked down at your feet, "spread your legs wider," he ordered.

"Oh, wow, and you didn't even buy me dinner first," you joked and regretted saying it once it got out of your mouth.

Seungmin softly chuckled with his cheeks blushing profusely.

He cleared his throat, then put his hands on the small of your back, "keep your knees bend," he ordered.

You obeyed and bent your knees, awkwardly.

"Don't crouch or stoop," he warned, he grabbed your waist and swayed your body side to side, "it's important to have a steady and grounded stance," he added.

"Now, let me see how you hold the bat," he commanded.

You lifted the baseball bat and held it the way you know how to hold it.

"Is it right?" You asked him.

He put his hands on yours, "Don't hold the bat in the palms, it won't allow you to flex your wrist," he commented, then helped you wrap your fingers around the bat.

He traced your knuckles with his fingers, "see this?" He asked you.

You nodded.

"You should line up your knuckles," he said, so attentive as if he was training you to be a player.

When he was sure you gripped the bat the correct way, he showed you how to take a good swing. He practiced with you a few times as he whispered instructions so close to your ear.

"Keep your body in a straight line and keep your eyes on the ball," he instructed, again practicing another swing along with you.

"Relax your muscles and be ready," he finished but with his body pushed so close behind you only makes it harder for you to relax.

He put his hands away from yours and stepped back, "I think you're ready," he announced with a grin.

You suddenly felt so self-conscious that he left you on your own, "what if I'm not hitting any ball?" You asked him.

"We can always play another round," he casually said.

You roughly wiped your sweaty palms on your jeans before gripping the bat again, "what if the ball hit me in the face?"

Seungmin burst out laughing, "that won't happen," he assured you, then got out of the cage to watch you behind the chain-linked fence.

You let out a long sigh as the machine signaled that it was ready to pitch the ball, you repeated the instructions Seungmin gave you earlier in your head.

"Keep your eyes on the ball," you repeatedly said.

With a loud pop, the ball shot in your direction, and instead of swinging your bat, you dodged it.

"What am I doing??" You frantically shouted at yourself, then uneasily glanced at Seungmin.

"It's okay, just keep your eyes on the ball!" He instructed again.

You quickly got ahold of yourself, then gripped the bat so tight, you shifted your focus back ahead.

"Keep your eyes on the ball," you repeatedly said to yourself like it was a scared prayer.

When the ball came at you, you held up your bat over your shoulder just like how you practiced, then when the ball was close enough, you began to swing it, and there was a loud bang.

You successfully hit the ball with the bat, your mouth agape in surprise, then looked at Seungmin in awe.

"I did that?!" You asked him for confirmation.

He nodded while grinning from ear to ear, "look straight ahead! The next one is about to come!" He reminded you.

You succeeded in batting 6 out 10 and insisted on going for another round to make a better record.

"Not going to lie, that was so much fun!" You exclaimed with a stupid grin on your face.

Seungmin held out his hand to help you get down the stairs but ended up lifting you by your waist to get you off since you were too ecstatic to watch your steps.

"I'm glad you had fun!" He sincerely said, then put a cold canned drink in your hand, "here's to soothe your hand"

You looked at the inside of your hands and winced, "ouch!"

You didn't realize your palms were red and raw from gripping the bat too hard, you squeezed the canned drink and let the cold seep in.

"Your turn now!" You said to him.

"You want me to go again?"

You nodded, "yes," you replied while wrapping both of your hands around the cold canned drink.

"Okay then, I'll go," he said then got into the cage.

You watched as he took his stance and swung the bat over his shoulder like it was a natural thing to do, many people had been saying he looked so attractive when he plays, and that was when you knew what the fuzz is all about.

"Do you think I can make it into the team?" You half-heartedly asked him as you dipped your French fry into ketchup.

Maybe because you weren't used to using your body for sports that you got so hungry and finished the burger in under a few minutes.

"Maybe," he replied, after a moment of hard thinking.

You chuckled and dipped another fry into the ketchup then shoved it into your mouth.

"You got something..." he said to you, gesturing to your mouth.

You quickly wiped whatever was on your mouth.

He shook his head, "I'm sorry, but I have to invade your private space," he said to you before reaching up and wiping a drop of ketchup on the corner of your mouth with a tissue.

You hurriedly took the tissue from him and wiped it yourself, "thanks," you muttered and roughly wiped all over your mouth, just in case.

You looked down to avoid his gaze that somehow made you flustered. You never felt like this for a long time, the butterflies, the heart flips, and whatever it is that made the cold of your heart slowly melt. Actually, you never let yourself feel all of these things because they were all trivial and always led you to disappointment.

But something about him made your heart shift, all of these times, you thought of him as not more than just a popular guy on the campus, and that he'd act like an actual jock.

You smiled because he isn't so bad, maybe you shouldn't trust your prejudice in the first place.

"How're your hands?" He asked you.

You held out your hands with your palms up, "it wasn't as hurt," you answered.

He leaned forward to look at your hands, and his fingers trailed the bumps on your palms, "apply some ointment when you get home," he suggested.

"Can I see your hands?" You asked him, out of curiosity.

He held out his hands at you on the table.

You saw how his hands are calloused and rough, from years and years of training and holding a bat, you traced the bumps on his palm and cooed.

When you looked up, his face was so close to yours, and you could see the shine of his dark hair and imagined how soft it would feel in your hands.

He lifted his head, and his eyes met yours, you retracted yourself immediately, feeling flustered.

"My friend always said I don't have a knack for sports. I can't wait to tell her about today," you said with a grin on your face.

Seungmin softly laughed, his hand wrapped around his cup of soda.

"So, how long you've been friends with Kim?" He suddenly asked.

You got taken aback by his question but gave him the benefit of the doubt, he probably had seen you around with Kim on the campus.

"We're friends since junior high school," you answered, then reclined on your seat.

"She is quite something," Seungmin said with a snicker.

That was when the smile on your face slowly fades, not again, you said to yourself.

"She has a lot of fireworks in her," he added.

You scoffed and laughed to yourself, "yeah, she is," you half-heartedly added.

You refused Seungmin’s offer to drive you home and took the bus home instead, you felt the urge to be alone and be in your own space.

Arrived in your cramped, small studio, you face-planted onto your bed and just let your thoughts drown you in like usual.

You thought about how Seungmin almost got you with your guard down only to find out he was just like another guy who tried to get close to you, with the ultimate intention to get close to your best friend, Kim.

Kim is undeniably attractive, but apart from her physical appearance, she is the kind of person who got everything that comes easy for her and is good at everything. She knows how to get around people, in conclusion, she's everything you are not. She's always been the center of attention the moment you became friends with her, and you have always been there by her side, as the sidekick, the less attractive of the two, and last but not least, a quick gateway if anyone wanted to get close to her.

It had happened more than a handful of times already, some guys approached you only to ask you about Kim. You reminded yourself that it's not her fault, she didn't ask to be born that attractive the same as you didn't ask to be born less attractive than her.

You never felt bothered by it but sometimes, sometimes you just got so tired of explaining yourself to people that you are more than just Kim's best friend.

The next time you met Seungmin to work on your project, you worked in silence and only talked when you needed to. The silence became so deafening that Seungmin sensed something was slightly amiss.

"Are you okay?" He asked you while shuffling the papers in his hands.

"Yes," you shortly replied without looking away from the screen of your laptop.

You both continued working with the dead air hung in the space between you and him, it wasn't easy for you too but you swore to yourself never to let your guard down again.

Once you were done typing everything on your laptop, you shut it down and closed it.

"I think we're done," you informed him, gathering your notes on the table and putting your pens back into the case.

"I can do the final editing," Seungmin offered, but with the unpleasant look you gave him, he retreated himself.

"If you let me, of course," he quickly added.

You put your things back inside your tote bag, "It's okay, I can do it for us," you kindly refused.

Seungmin smiled back, "To be honest, you'll do a better job than me," he weakly said.

You felt bad for being so sour when all he did was being good to you, you forced a smile and said, "I'll email you the final edit, and you can tell me if there's something you want to change," you said to him.

He smiled back at you, and somehow it made you feel so warm inside.

"Can I treat you dinner?" He asked, scratching the back of his neck as he did.

You hummed for a while before coming up with an answer, "what about I treat you tonight?" You offered.

Seungmin got slightly surprised by the turn of the event and that he thought things were coming back to normal between you two.

"Only if you let me treat you dinner the next time," he said with an eyebrow raised.

You shrugged in defeat, "sure!" You replied, then got up from your seat.

You settled on your favorite pizza place that serves the most delicious cheese pizza, but that night you ordered half cheese and half pepperoni in large size.

"I don't think the two of us can finish this," Seungmin said when he looked down at the steaming pizza with cheese bubbling on top, the smell of it was almost aphrodisiac.

You pushed his cup of drink to the front of him on the table, "someone will be joining us soon," you told him.

And just like she was being summoned, Kim came through the door and shot you a teeth-baring smile the moment he spotted you.

You waved at her, and she half-jogged to your table, "oh my God, the pizza is here already!" She exclaimed.

She quickly sat down on the empty chair between you and Seungmin, she didn't waste time to take a slice and bit on it.

With her mouth busy chewing the food, she turned her head and jolted on her seat, "Oh, Seungmin!" She exclaimed.

You handed her your cup of drink, and she quickly swallowed her food to take a sip, "did you guys just work on that project together?" She asked.

Your eyebrows were raised in question because you never told her about it, well, you told her about the project but not about who your partner is.

You stifled a nod, "Yes, but how-"

"Always a pleasure to meet you, Kim," Seungmin cut in, then bit into his pizza.

Kim nodded in acknowledgment. So they have talked to each other before? It was obvious now because they didn't seem awkward toward each other.

"Seungmin, are you even allowed to eat pizza? Aren't you suppose to be on a strict diet?" Kim teased as she shove a piece of pizza crust into her mouth.

Seungmin snickered, "Only if you don't tell, Kim,"

"Are you aware that you'll not be 22 forever?" She asked him, taking another slice and tearing a piece.

"Yes, but I don't see how is that related to pizza," he replied.

You watched their conversation intently like watching a tennis match, Kim turned her head at you and laughed.

"Oh, have I told you that Seungmin and I went to the same kindergarten," she explained and tore another piece of pizza.

You gasped at the newfound revelation.

"Our moms are sort of besties," Kim explained more.

It was getting more obvious that they are close, closer than you thought. You nodded along and felt your appetite dissipate as you watched them talking and how good they looked together. And you saw the bigger picture, that maybe it wasn't a bad idea for them to be together and maybe they're meant to be, you never know but it was time for you to be out of that picture.

You dropped your unfinished slice of pizza and got up from your seat,

"I'm sorry, guys, but I have to go," you informed and hastily gathered all of your things, "I forgot that I have something to do with my mom and that I-" you blabbered, "I need to clean my room or else she'd give me hell," you sighed from excessive explanation you did.

"But you haven't finished your pizza yet, it's your favorite cheese pizza!" Kim said, getting up from her seat, but you pushed her back down onto her seat.

"I'm in a hurry, you know my mom," you came up with a false excuse.

"I'll go with you then," Kim offered.

"No, no, please stay," you refused and took a step back from the table,

"Stay and eat the pizza. It's my treat," you convinced her and put on a smile, "I'll be taking the bus, do not worry," you added.

"I can drive you if you're in a hurry," Seungmin offered.

You shook your head, "No, no, no, it's okay," you quickly refused.

You slowly retreated from the table, "I'll get going now, bye everyone!" You waved your hand at them then walked out of the door. You resisted the urge to look back and kept on walking.

Later at night, Kim came knocking on your door and barged in the second you opened the door.

"I know there's something wrong," she exclaimed as she plopped down on the love seat. She looked around your small studio and sighed, "you would have cleaned your desk if your mom really is coming," she said, looking up at you with squinted eyes.

"Your mom's favorite drama is playing every Saturday night, and on Sunday morning, she has that volunteer work at the nursing home," she elaborated as she put up her legs on the seat.

You probably shouldn't have lied to your friend, especially the one that had known you for years and knew every detail of your life

There was no way to escape this but to come out clean. You sighed then sat next to her, "Seungmin likes you, and I think," you paused and tried to ignore the twinge in your heart when you mentioned his name, "he's a good guy, and I think you look good together,"

Kim burst out laughing and reached for the snack you always stored under the table, opened a pack of chips, and began munching.

"I'm just trying to set you guys," you weakly said.

"You sound like a total dumbass right now," she said with her mouth full of food.

"I am not going to take that personally," you sneered at her.

Kim sat up straighter and scooted closer to you, "Listen," she began, "what I'm about to say to you is a hundred percent confidential, but since you got your panties in a twist, I have to intervene here,"

You looked at her rather confused and wide-eyed, "what are you talking about?"

She stopped munching and put down the bag of chips on the table, "Seungmin likes you," she said.

Your heart skipped a beat, "what?"

"He likes you," she repeated, "at the beginning of the term, he asked what classes you took, and you think he took a creative writing class for the grade, no honey, he did all that for you," she explained with her index finger pointed at you.

But the more she explained, the more confused you got, "wait, what?"

Kim heavily sighed, "he did all that to get close to you! that's how much he likes you,"

"But I thought he likes you," you stuttered and froze on your seat, learning the newfound truth about his real intention to you.

Kim rolled her eyes, "please, I've seen him piss his pants during a school trip, and he has seen my face got swollen from my allergy. We disgusted each other enough to have a romantic feeling," she groaned.

You stifled a laugh, surprisingly feeling so relieved that it was just a misunderstanding and also felt bad for being unpleasant to him, or worst, he thought that you didn't have the same feeling for him.

"I think I just blew my chance," you sadly declared.

Kim patted your shoulder a few times, "Hey, I never said it's too late to get him now,"

You glanced at her, "you knew?"

"Of course, I know you like him," she said as if it was obvious to her, then took the bag of chips back on her lap and started munching again.

It had been days since the last time you met after that little mishap in the pizza place, you saw him around the campus but never could get yourself to, at least, say hi to him.

Plus, the piling assignments didn't help and kept you occupied the whole week. It took its peak when you got called to your professor's office.

Your heart beating out of control as you stood in front of the door of his office, you took a deep breath before finally knocking on his door.

"Come in!" You faintly heard the voice from inside the office.

You swung the door open and saw your professor was talking to another student in his office, only when you got closer did you realize it was Seungmin.

"I called you both to let you know that I really like your writing," your professor told you both as you stood there facing his desk.

You sighed in relief and felt the knot in your stomach loosen, you glanced at Seungmin and smiled at him, glad to see him again than hearing the praises from your lecturer.

When the appreciation speech ended, and he let you both be on your way, you sighed the second you closed the door behind you.

Seungmin stood there next to you, "I think we make a good team," he said to you.

You smiled because the first thing he said to you after that unfortunate day was a positive thing.

"Yeah, I think we did," you agreed.

There was a silence awkward after all, but you quickly came up with something from letting the silence go on, "I think we should celebrate it," you said to him.

Seungmin nodded, "I'd love that,"

You thought of a place you can go to later when you are both done with your classes, "I think we can go to that cafe we-"

"But I can't, I have practice today," Seungmin added.

You closed your mouth and stopped talking, "oh," you tried not to sound sad but failed.

Seungmin pushed his hair to the back and always looked attractive doing so, "what about tomorrow?"

"Yes, sure," you immediately answered and winced for answering it too quickly.

Seungmin softly laughed, his eyes crinkled under the sunny afternoon light. He looked down at his phone screen to check the time, "I'll text you for tomorrow, I have to go now," he said, hoisting the strap of his backpack on his shoulder.

You nodded in acknowledgment, "yeah, you better get going," you said to him.

He flashed a smile that melts you from the inside, "I'll see you," he said with so much hope to see you again.

"Trust me, even though he didn't say it's a date, it is a date!" Kim said through your speakerphone.

You didn't know how long you had been trying out on some outfits for today, no matter how embarrassing it was to call your friend to help you pick on an outfit to hang out with a guy, you were just that desperate.

You slumped on the couch, "I don't think it's too late to bail on him,"

"Don't you dare!!!" Kim barked, "Put that outfit on and get your ass out there," she instructed, you could imagine her saying that while rolling her eyes.

"Then what?"

"Just be you," she said, "it sounds so cliche, but he likes you way before all this, so there's nothing to worry about," she convinced you, "and I have to go because my mom needs my help in the kitchen, good luck and bye!" She quickly ended the phone call.

You entered the cafe clutching the side of your skirt out of nerves, you spotted him right away on the table you both once worked your project on.

With hesitant steps, you walked up to him as your heart beat faster and faster.

His head tilted up when he realized you were coming his way, a bright smile rose on his face.

"Hey, you came," he said as soon as you were closing into his table.

"Yes, why wouldn't I?" You said back, you fought the urge to slap your mouth for saying it.

Seungmin chuckled, he got used to you blurting out whatever was inside your head.

"I was about to text you that I have to go somewhere," he said to you when you were already seated across the table from him.

"Huh? What?" You asked him, just in case you misheard him.

"My friends insisted on going to his party, and he won't stop until I really came," he explained.

You looked down at your lap, at your choice of skirt that took you hours to pick, and said, "oh," again, failing to not sound disappointed.

"I mean, would you come with me?" Seungmin asked again, rephrasing what he was trying to say to you.

"Going to the party with you?" you asked him in disbelief.

He nodded.

It wasn't like you never heard of a party before or had never been in one, but to be seen together with him at a party was a big deal.

"We don't have to go if you don't want to," Seungmin added with a reassuring smile.

But of course, you didn't want to disappoint him, maybe it was a party of a friend that is not from the campus. You braved yourself and nodded, "it's just a party, I say let's go," you said with such coy.

Being in a car with Seungmin and seeing him driving was something you never thought you would ever witness. But here you were, sitting on the passenger's side and stealing a few glances at him as he drove with his eyes focused on the road ahead.

You let yourself look at him for a while and saw that he is wearing a blue sky shirt underneath his varsity jacket with his hair is neatly styled and parted in the middle. Your eyes lowered to where his hands gripped the steering wheel that made the veins on his hands prominent.

You looked away when he was about to look your way, you were glad he was playing music, or else, he would hear the noises you made when he was about to catch you looking at him.

Forget about staying invisible at the party, everyone recognized you the moment you got out of Seungmin’s car and got so self-conscious, you thought of fleeing the scene and start running back home.

"We don't have to stay long," Seungmin said, he sensed that you were nervous being there with him, " I'll just say hi, and we can be on our way," he added.

His words didn't quite calm you down, but something about the way he inserted the word we as if it was something as natural. We and that we mean, you and him.

You shot a thin smile at him, "I'm alright, just take your time," you convinced.

Seungmin didn't bother to introduce you to anyone since you were already well acquainted with everyone, which is a perk from having a popular friend. You ignored the curious eyes on you and went on your way, but you decided that maybe Seungmin wouldn't like having you following him around like a puppy so you let him socialize with his peers that are mostly his baseball teammates.

But when you were about to leave his side, he grabbed you by your wrist, "I want you to meet my friends," he said to you.

You blinked a few times at him, not sure if you heard him right.

Seungmin introduced you to his friends, and you shook hands with each one of them, they didn't look as bitter as you think they would, they looked alright and welcoming instead.

"Let me get you a drink," one of his friends offered.

You kindly refused him, you knew the drink was spiked with alcohol, and you are not good at drinking.

When his friend handed you a drink, someone nudged your back and sent you tripped forward, the drink sloshing all over your white blouse.

Your mouth hung open, looked down at your blouse with a red stain on it and reeked of alcohol.

"I am so sorry," his friend quickly apologized.

You slightly shook your head at him, "it's fine, I'll excuse myself to the bathroom," you said to him and quickly made your way out of sight, out of Seungmin’s sight especially.

"It's the second door on the left," he shouted the direction to you then broke into a run.

You locked the bathroom door and hoped no one would come banging on it since you would be likely staying in there for a long time, at least until you washed off the stain on your blouse. And that too, only if you succeeded washing it off.

When you saw your reflection in the mirror, you got hopeless. The night had just started yet you were already a mess, and there was no way you could get rid of the stain on your blouse, you almost broke down crying when you heard a knock on the door, “A moment, please!” you shouted to whoever behind the door.

“It’s me,”

You recognized Seungmin’s voice right away, you reluctantly opened the door, just slightly ajar, and peeked out, “Hey, I’ll be out in a moment,” you immediately told him.

He didn’t say anything but handed you his jacket through the door, “Here, use my jacket,” he told you.

You took it from him.

“I’ll wait for you here,” he said again.

You nodded, “Okay,” then closed the door.

You stared at the varsity jacket that he always wears, draped around your hand, and hesitated to wear this saintly piece of clothing.

You reminded yourself that you have no choice but to wear it, and since there was no way for you to salvage the blouse, you threw it into the trash bin. You washed your hands, wiped the sticky juice with a wet cloth then put on Seungmin’s jacket next. It was too big that you pulled the sleeves up to not let your whole arms hands engulfed by it and buttoned the jacket since you were wearing nothing but your plain white bra underneath.

You fixed your hair and fixed your make-up, it was the least you could do to look presentable. You gained your composure back and opened the door, found Seungmin leaning against the wall waiting for you.

You smiled awkwardly at him, not feeling confident in his jacket and definitely not looking as good as him in it.

Just like he could see right through your mind, he said, “It looks good on you!”

“Thanks,” you shyly muttered to him.

“Shall we go now and continue our date?” he asked.

Your heart flipped at the word date, so Kim was right, it was a date after all. You nodded at him and began following him as he parted the sea of people filling in the place, your feet were on the floor, but you felt like you were floating.

“I’m sorry that we can’t have proper dinner meals,” he said to you as the both of you sat on the cap of the car with burgers and fries you bought from the drive-thru, looking out at the city view from the top of the parking building.

You smiled at him, “it’s more than alright! I love burgers!” you said to him with such enthusiasm.

Seungmin bit into his burger, “I’m sorry about your blouse,”

You swallowed the food in your mouth, “No worries. It’s just a blouse!”

When both of you were done with the food, you stared out at the view and enjoyed the pleasant night, despite the cold air kept blowing in your way, you were glad you were wearing his jacket.

“Kim said you were a quiet kid in kindergarten,” you told him.

“I still am,” he responded with a low chuckle.

“I’m not sure about that, you are a different kind of quiet,” you said, you shoved your hands into the pockets of the jacket.

“Yeah?” he asked, “What kind of quiet?”

You hummed, “The kind of quiet that is not because you don’t have anything to say, it’s actually the opposite, you have so many things to say but decide to only say things that people could perceive,”

Seungmin got quiet because he felt like you just saw through him.

You turned your head at him, “It’s okay to talk your thoughts out, you know, who knows you might find someone that understands you,” you finished with a smile.

Seungmin intently looked into your eyes and smiled, “I think I already did,” he said.

He was slowly leaning in at you when raindrops suddenly came pouring down on you, your hands covering your head, while Seungmin grabbed your hand and took you back into the car.

He opened the backseat door, and you hurried into the car so he could get in after you, you wiped the drops of water on his jacket with your hands and from your face, afraid that it ruined your make-up.

"I didn't know that it will rain today," he said as soon as closed the car door.

"I think it's the spring rain," you crooned and hugged yourself.

When it got quiet, the limited space of the car got a lot smaller by the second and none of you wanted to break it.

Seungmin cleared his throat and broke the heightened tension, "You know, Kim and I, we're just friends," he uttered out of the blue.

You already knew that he would say something about it at one point in the evening but didn't know he would choose this moment, were you both in the car and surrounded by the pattering of the rain.

"Yeah, I know," you told him, you shoved your hands into the jacket pockets, mostly to avoid the urge to touch him since his knee is only inches away from yours.

Seungmin got quiet again and shifted on his seat, "but you did think that I like Kim?"

You stifled a nod, "I got so used to being Kim's wingman," you joked.

Seungmin scooted closer to you on the seat, "Can I tell you something?" He asked.

You turned your head at him, "yes,"

"I like you," he said with eyes unwavering, looking deep into yours, "I like you a lot," he emphasized the last word to let you know how much feeling he has for you.

You smiled at him despite the burning feeling of blurting out how you felt about him to the tiniest details, but for now, you settled with, "I like you too," you said back, "a lot,"

A smile rose on his face, ever so softly, so gently as the sun rises. He leaned in so close, and you closed your eyes, soon after, you felt the plush of his lips on you.

Your heart palpitation and hands balled into fists inside the jacket pockets when he put his hand on your jaw. He opened his mouth and captured your lips between his, brushing his lips over yours like he was savoring a cone of ice cream.

He used his tongue to pry open your mouth until you gave in yourself, opening your mouth to him with a delightful sigh.

He didn't waste any time to taste you, invading your mouth with his tongue and twirling it with yours.

The kiss was slippery and hot, his fingers wrapped around the side of your jaw while his thumb steadily pulled your mouth down to keep it open.

You reclined on the seat and let him deepen the kiss, finally braved yourself to get your hands out of your pocket and tangled them in the soft of his hair.

The sounds of the rain hitting the roof of the car drowned out the smooching sound of your kisses and the occasional sighs you let out against his lips.

He pulled away slowly, swiped his thumb over your swollen, red lips, glistening wet with a mix of his saliva and yours.

His hand traced down your neck and stopped at the base of your throat, to where the top button of your jacket rested.

You gave him a nod of permission, and he acknowledged it, he began working to open it one by one. His eyes followed to where his hand worked while you were watching his face with his mouth slightly open.

Seungmin swallowed once he was done unbuttoning your jacket, he sighed when he put his hand underneath and slowly revealed your skin inch by inch, parting the jacket open and sliding it off one shoulder.

He whimpered as his fingers trailed your collarbone and the skin under your bra strap, "you're so soft," he softly muttered.

You bit your lower lip to fight the urge to kiss him and failed, you pulled him by the collar of his shirt then crashed your lips on his.

While your lips were connected in a long, passionate kiss, Seungmin ran his hand down your chest then gripped your waist to hoist you up onto his lap.

You gasped when your mouths unattached and straddled him with your legs on each side of his, your face hovered only inches away from each other. He reclined on the seat, with his head tilted up at you. You looked into his eyes, clouded with lust and intensely staring at you.

He placed his hands on your waist, and you shuddered when his hands moved to the small of your back, roaming on the skin, and you could feel the roughness of his fingerpads.

He withdrew one hand and reached up to cup your cheek, "you're so beautiful," he said to you, swiping his thumb over your lower lip.

You smiled at his praise, shyly looked down at his chest, that even with his clothes still on, you could feel the firm of his muscles under your touch. You put your hands on his shoulders and traced the broad of his shoulders, your breath quickened since it was something you badly wanted to do.

Seungmin slowly pulled you by your chin to plant a soft kiss on your lips, a kiss that escalated things where both of your bodies pressed close together.

Your hands were in his hair while his hands were all over your body, he dragged his lips down to your neck and began kissing the thin, sensitive skin making you softly moan into his hair.

He slid the jacket down your shoulder, slipping his finger under the strap of your bra then placed a tender kiss on your collarbone.

You put your hands around his neck as he made a trail of kisses across your chest, tilting your head up and pressing your lips together to muffle your moans.

The rain has turned into a drizzle, but the window started to fog, the space inside the car shrunken by the seconds, and all you did was pull him closer and closer until there was no gap left between your bodies.

Seungmin sank his mouth on the skin between your breasts with his hands wrapped you tightly in his embrace.

When he looked up at you, you smiled at him then gave his lips a quick peck.

Seungmin lifted his head to capture your lips into a kiss again, and you softly laughed against his lips.

For a moment, you were so caught in the moment you didn't realize your phone was ringing, and you tried to ignore it, but it kept on ringing.

You winced, "I'm really sorry," you said to him, then got off of his to get your phone from inside your purse on the front seat, you quickly punched the accept call button.

"How was it? How was the date? Where did he take you?" Kim shot you questions the second you picked up the phone, you glanced at Seungmin in unease, afraid he could hear her through the phone.

"Kim, I'll call you later," you quickly replied.

"What? Why? Don't tell me you're making out right now? Holy sh-"

You abruptly ended the call and put your phone back in the car, you sat back next to him again in the backseat.

It was so quiet and dark in the car, beads of water rolling down the car window.

Seungmin took your hand in his and held it, "I'm sorry that I couldn't take you on a proper date," he said to you.

You turned your head at him, "I like it. I like the elements of surprise," you playfully commented.

"I'm glad," he said with a low laugh.

Even in the dim light, you could see his eyes crinkled as he looked at you.

"Ready to go home?" He asked.

Deep down, you just wanted to stay with him a little longer or if you could, spend as much time with him as possible yet you nodded at him, "yes," you answered.

Seungmin reached for your jacket and pulled it close, you began buttoning them yourself. Seungmin helped you fix your hair by putting strands of hair behind your ears, "you're so beautiful," he murmured, it felt nice to hear the praise again, and you could tell that it was sincere.

When you were about to say something but his lips were already got ahead of you, kissing you briefly to leave a taste of his lips before letting it go with a sweet smile.

Arrived in front of your apartment building, Seungmin parked his car in the parking lot. He immediately got out of the car to open your car door, and it took you by surprise that something like this happen to you.

Seungmin walked you to the entrance of the building but did not get in.

You turned around to face him, "thank you for today," you said to him.

He grabbed your hand and clasped it with his, "no, thank you for not running away from the date," he joked.

You laughed, "I had a great time,"

"Me too," he said back, squeezing your hand then rubbing the skin on the back of your hand with his thumb.

"Your jacket," you jolted when you remembered you were still wearing his jacket, "if you don't mind waiting, I'll change my clothes and give it to you,"

He shook his head, "you can give it back to me tomorrow,"

"Okay," you responded.

You didn't know how long you stood there facing each other, looking at each other’s eyes, and was not quite ready to part for the day.

"I should go," he said, but his feet nailed to the ground.

"Okay,"

"Okay," he said back.

You giggled at how adorable he looked, you initiated first, stood on your tiptoe, and kissed him on the mouth.

"Goodnight!" you said to him and slowly let go of his hands.

Seungmin shyly smiled then said, "Goodnight!"

You waved your hands at him before starting climbing the stairs to get to your studio, and once again felt like you were walking on clouds.

We have to talk!

Seungmin said in his text.

You knew that nothing good ever comes out of those words, and it was the first text Seungmin sent to you that day. You got fidgety in your seat during the first class, couldn't focus on whatever the lecturer was saying at the front of the class.

Is there something wrong?

You typed a reply with your phone under the desk.

Meet me in the library after class

The class will end in fifteen minutes, and your feet bounce in anxiety under the table, counting down the seconds that lead to it. All kinds of thoughts rushed through your head, and none of them helped to calm you down. Because all you think about was if Seungmin has a second thought about dating you. When the class ended, you still couldn’t decide whether you should be excited or scared.

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