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beom9yus · 9 months

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please. -choi yeonjun x reader

: afab!reader x yeonjun — you’re watching a movie when you notice yeonjun acting a little weird. the morning after is when things really start to unfold…

: sub!yeonjun, sex w/o condom, slapping yeonjun’s ass a lot lol…, a little bit of oral?yeonjun receiving, totally fucked out and overstimulated yeonjun of course—i know how i like to write him teehee, kinda soft at the end[no pun intended]

: 2k words — happy very late yeonjun birthday!!

Today was weekly movie night.

A night where all of you guys hung out together and watched a movie of whoever’s choice it was. Last week was your turn, and this time it was Soobin’s.

“Soobin bro, what kind of movie is this?! Why’re we watching Fifty Shades of Gray as a group you weirdo,” Beomgyu was bickering with Soobin about his movie choice.

Soobin only scoffed and crossed his arms, his bunny lips in a pout while he talks, “Hey! It was my turn this week, and this is the movie I want to watch so suck it up! It’s probably not even that bad and you guys are making a big deal out of it!” As they continued bickering, you couldn’t help but laugh at how crazy they both are. You turn to Taehyun, who’s on his phone scrolling, not paying any mind to the argument. He’s only here to spend quality time with the group anyways. You turn to see that Kai was also watching them bicker with a smile on his face, they were too entertaining.

Finally, your eyes were on Yeonjun. You were sitting next to him and he looked…nervous? He’s never this quiet, like, ever. Worried, you touch his arm, not missing the way he jumped a little while he turns his head to look at you. You wish you could stop the way your heart beats rapidly, almost scared it was going to pound out of your chest. Maybe you liked Yeonjun. Ok, you did like him, but nobody had to know. You don’t want to ruin anything, things are already perfect and you don't want anything to change.

“Y/n..?”

You finally snapped out of your hazy thinking, eyes finally looking at the pretty orange-dyed hair man in front of you. “Oh, sorry, I spaced out.” He just smiles at you and nods. “Um, but, are you okay Jjun? You seem kind of..like, nervous or something. Are you hurt? Or do you feel unwell?” Yeonjun just looks at you, finally registering your words and shaking his head quickly, “ah no, no, I’m okay, really.” Staring at him unconvinced, you tell him alright and sit back to your original spot. You see that Soobin was finally putting on the movie, even against Beomgyu’s wishes. You giggle as you hear Taehyun finally make a remark at Soobin for being a pervert, Soobin frowning and pouting, and everyone else laughing. You see that Yeonjun only lets out a dry chuckle, not really laughing. You turn back to finally talk again amongst the group, and he just couldn’t help but to look at you from the side of his eyes, thinking about things you’d probably never find out.

The movie was alright, it wasn’t as crazy as everyone thought it’d be, until it was getting to those kinds of scenes. You could tell the group was feeling awkward, from the way they coughed and were the most silent they’d ever been since you met them. There was a scene now where she was laid out on his lap, getting hit and slapped on her ass with a peg and his hands, hearing her cry out in pain and pleasure, and you felt a shift on your right side where Yeonjun was sitting. You slowly, trying not to make it too obvious, try to look at him. He had a look you haven’t seen on him before, and a couch pillow on his lap. You couldn’t tell if he was trying to avoid eye contact with you, suddenly his face seemed way too focused on looking concentrated, staring at the screen. Weird….you try to shake off the strange thought that appears in the back of your head as you continue watching the movie.

Throughout the movie, you see and feel Yeonjun shift constantly. You really want to ask him what’s wrong.

The movie was finally over. The guys are chatting now, laughing and making jokes about it now that the awkwardness is over. “I think Soobin should never be able to choose a movie again honestly,” Beomgyu said. With this single comment, bickering erupts in the room again. Also again, you see the way Yeonjun looks uncomfortable. He makes short eye contact with you, before quickly getting up and scurrying to his room without saying a word. The group watched as he left, and once they heard his door shut, they bursted out in obnoxious laughter. You didn’t laugh, you wanted to know if the reason they’re laughing is the actual reason he left. Of course you wanted to go into his room, wanting to talk to him more, stare at him so long that maybe you’ll seem like a creep, but you can’t help it, he’s too cute. But you know this probably isn’t the right time. As you all head to your rooms, you stop at Yeonjun’s door, wanting to knock, but going against it.

The rest of the night was normal, you didn’t see him again, sadly. As you slowly drift to sleep, you imagine Yeonjun in your head, wanting to know what it’d be like to be with him.

You wake up groggily, stretching your arms and feeling the sun hit your face as you yawn. You realize it was quiet, they must’ve left to practice or something, as they usually do. It wasn’t strange for your roommates to not be at home, being in a dance group required a lot of practicing, so they were out of the house a lot. You paid it no mind, scrolling on your phone for a few minutes before you slowly get up, feeling tired for no reason.

You enter your restroom, wanting to finally get ready for the day. You were finally done brushing your teeth, until you heard a cry come from across the hall, sounding like it was from Yeonjun’s room. You felt your body still as you got goosebumps, running your fingertips against the skin, feeling fear in your stomach. What and who was that? Aren’t they all supposed to be at practice today? Are they actually home? No, like you realized as soon as you woke up, it was way too quiet for them to be at home. All these thoughts start running through your head as you tiptoe towards the room, cries and moans getting closer. They sound as if someone was getting fucked. Fear hitting you again, you start thinking, ‘what if some hobos broke in and are having sex on Yeonjun’s bed??’ Yeah, that’s ridiculous, you almost laughed at your own crazy thoughts when you hear another—moan? You slowly pluck up the courage to slowly open the door, and that’s when you see a sight you’ll never forget.

Yeonjun was naked, legs spread out on his bed while holding his weeping dick in one hand and another on his neck. He doesn’t seem to have heard you from the loud sounds he was making. Your mouth went dry as you just stared at him, unable to process what was happening. You were about to slowly leave, hoping to save both of you from embarrassment and awkwardness, until you heard your name coming from his lips. “Y/n….” You thought he knew you were there in the doorway, just watching him like a weirdo, until you realized his eyes were still locked shut. You could see the way his cheeks were a pretty pink, his mouth opening and closing as he whimpered, “Pl-please y/n…been bad…”

Huh?

He was writhing in the bed, hand still on his neck. You couldn’t believe what your ears were hearing. You could see the way his thumbed on his dark pink tip, spreading his precum around his head as he continued to jerk off. You couldn’t handle it any longer, he wanted you, and clearly from the current state of your panties, you wanted him back. You quietly get closer as you start to sit next to him on the bed, “Jjunie..”

He lets out a small yelp as he quickly opens his eyes, as they immediately land on you. “Y/N..?!” You watch as he tries to cover himself up with anything. “I-I’m so sorry…I..I thought they’d all left!! I really thought you went with them! I’m so stupid I should’ve checked your location or something…I’m really sorry. Please forgive me. I'm so sorry y/n.” You see that he puts his face in his hands. It seemed like he was..crying? You panic as you reach over and remove his hands and grab his face by his chin with one hand. His eyes were red, his cheeks still pink, and his face wet from tears, you guess he was crying from embarrassment. Cute. “Oh my poor Yeonjun,” you coo. “Why’re you crying?”

He avoids eye contact and hiccups as he responds, “was thinking of you when doing that, I know you’re disgusted and I’ve ruined everything, I’m sorry.” Seeing him in this state ignited something in you, maybe it was that one scene of the movie from last night, but the roles here were reversed.

“Jjunie, you’ve been bad haven’t you..?” You smirk down at him as he finally holds eye contact. You watch his eyes go wide as he slowly shakes his head yes against your hand, finally processing what was happening. With your other hand bunched into his hair, you pull his head back. “What were you imagining Yeonjun?” You see the way he opens and close his mouth, biting his lips in the process. He shakes his head no, he doesn’t want you to know his dirty and perverted thoughts. “C’mon, you can tell me, I’ve already seen everything.” He cries out and you see his dick twitch, making you feel a sudden urge to grab it. As bad as you wanted to, you didn’t. With your hand still holding the back of his hair, you lean down to kiss him. He immediately kissed you back hungrily, teeth hitting each other and mouths making out messily. You stop kissing him soon after as you tug on the back of his head again. Hearing him hiss at the action, you ask him again, “Jjunie, tell me what you were imagining.” He’s still shaking his head no, not wanting to tell you.

“Fine.”

In a swift movement, you have his body over your thighs now. You can feel his tip rubbing against one of them as you start scraping your nails against his broad back. “Tell me Yeonjun.” Even though he’s humiliated from the position, he says no. “Don’t want to. You’re never gunna see me th-the same.” You say nothing as your palm makes contact against his bare ass, hearing a yell come from him. You soothe over the skin, already pink, and you don’t miss the way he shakes a little after the hit. You can feel his precum start to drip down your thigh at this point.

“Tell me now. Look how I have you already, nothing’s going to change my view on you now, you’re all pathetic and nasty for me.” Hearing nothing from him as he whimpers and slightly cries, you slap his ass again. This time he lets out a strangled moan, and you see the way he bites his lips and the way his eyes roll back. “I already know you’re dirty,” you whisper against his ear as you hit him again, “look at you, practically cumming just from me hitting your ass, aren’t you ashamed?” Yeonjun just puts his hands on his face as he tries to cover up another moan, and you feel him thrust lightly against your thigh like a shy animal.

“I’m going to leave if you don’t tell me.” You see his orange hair move as his head shoots up, eyes wide, “Y/n, no!! D-don’t leave please..’m so close…please…” you stare at him for a while until you respond. “Tell. Me. Or I will leave. You want me to stay right Jjunie?” This time he shakes his head quickly in a nod, “I was..was thinking about you having me like this, bent over your lap, and you smacking me the way you are now, just like in that movie. Wanted it so bad. Also want to fuck you, please.” “You could’ve just told me you know,” you start running your hands over his body, liking seeing him shake. He licks his lips as he looks back at you, “thought you didn’t like me like this, I was too scared.”

You smile as you respond, “I’ve..liked you for some time now Yeonjun. Always thinking about you.” You didn’t realize he could blush any harder. Now he’s thrusting hard against your thigh again, whining and mewling as you see drool leave his mouth a little. You loved it, seeing how pathetic and how badly he wanted to get off. Giving him one last hard slap, you heard his mewl loudly, eyes furrowed, still rutting against your skin, he opens his mouth wide, “Y/n! Ffffuuuuck” he’s still whimpering and shaking as you felt your thigh become warm, his cum dripping down. You grab his shirt he must’ve taken off earlier and clean yourself.

You then tapped him, signaling him to lay down on the bed, and he did so, probably thinking you were about to cuddle him or something. Yeah, right.

You love seeing his fucked out face. He’s sweaty, his hair is a wet mess, drool still on the side of his mouth, trailing down to his jawline, and he’s breathing heavily. You watch his chest heave up and down quickly, still regaining his composure from his high. You get up, removing your tank top, along with your shorts and underwear, looking over at Yeonjun who still had his eyes closed, trying to catch his breath. You crawl over to him and he opens his eyes now, looking up at you. He quickly glances over to your naked body, making a cute sound that you think might be a held back whine.

You smile at him like a cat, knowing what you were about to do was a little evil, but he couldn’t just leave you like this, right?

“Hey.”

He smiles back, letting out a breathless “hi.” You start to kiss him and he kisses you back, this time the kiss being slow and passionate. “Need you Yeonjun.” “Y/n…I, I can’t, need some time, okay?” You frown as you grab his soft dick and he hisses from the overstimulation. “Y/n…please…feels so overwhelming!” He once again, had his eyes rolling back as he moaned and shook. You lower your face until you’re face to face with his dick, giving him a lick. You hear him loudly grunt. You feel his dick hardening. Still giving him small licks, you look up to see him, “please Jjunie?” He looks down at you, tears wetting his face once again from how much overwhelming pleasure he’d felt. He gives you a slow nod, as you get up and start to align him against your slit. You lower yourself down on him, biting your lip and breathing deep and slow, finally feeling full from his pretty and thick dick. You press your hand down against his neck softly, and you see the way he starts to bite his lips harshly. He likes it.

You start grinding down on his dick, and you feel his hands grip your hips hard enough to give you bruises. “Feels so gooooood,” he thrusted up into you messily, becoming a slurring mess, saying nonsensical things, the only things you could make out were your name and “good.” His hair is slicked on his forehead now from how much he’s been sweating, and you could feel yourself building up an orgasm from his length hitting you right where it needed to. He regularly opened his eyes to stare at your boobs bouncing along with you, holding back from lifting up his body to take one of your nipples into his mouth. You started switching hands from getting tired of having one on his neck, and every time you pressed down on it, he would moan.

Yeonjun felt the way your soft and warm walls started sputtering around him, he was also so close to coming, but he wanted you to come first so badly. He wanted to see you encased in pleasure, only feeling good, because of him. He moved one of his hands off your hips and pressed his thumb against your clit, rubbing and watching your reactions through his blurry vision. Seeing how you moved against one specific pressure and speed, he continued, loving seeing your body twitch and spasm. You start to feel the knot in your stomach come undone as you look down on Yeonjun again, seeing his face in bliss. This sent you over the edge, you start shaking hard, feeling Yeonjun’s thumb still on your clit, making the same movements. You feel your walls clench down on his dick, as if trying to milk him for his cum and he cries out, almost sobbing, feeling himself spill his seed into you.

Body tired, you slowly lay on his body, both of you recuperating from your highs and breathing hard. He looks down at you, “I should’ve told you about what I wanted sooner if I knew this would happen,” he thinks for a while and gives you a kiss on your head, “and, I’ve liked you for a while too. If a while is about two days after you moved in.” You laugh softly as you bury yourself into his chest.

You were too tired to give back a response, knowing he knows you feel the same, and simply nodding your head against his chest. You both drifted asleep, not caring about him still being in you.

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bamnamuu · 9 months

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airdropped right to my heart ⋆⭒˚｡⋆ c.yj

warnings: cursing, yeonjun is whipped as hell

pairing: choi yeonjun x fem reader

taking the train home was normal for Yeonjun, what wasn't expected was the pretty girl sitting in front of him. he knew he had to do something to get her attention he just didn't know how, until he remembered airdrop.

a/n: Instead of finishing the two Soobin and Gyu fics, i made a whole new Yeonjun one for funz and the lolz :p

[ part two?!!??]

wc: 800

(kinda proofread)

Running to the last train Yeonjun hoped he wouldn't miss it. It wouldn't be the first time he's had to run like his life depended on it, he once missed the last train of the night so he called his friend Taehyun in hopes he would come to pick him up, and oh boy did he regret it, as the younger boy pulled up to the station rolling down his window

‘’Come hop right in!’’ taehyun said with an evil smile, as Yeonjun walked up to the passenger's side taehyun drove up a little, and when jun would catch up he did it again, this scheme went on until Yeonjun was sprinting to the boys' car yelling profanities at his friend, while was taehyun his laughing his ass off.

Yeonjun knew Taehyun had made a list to embarrass him so he vowed to himself that he would never miss the train again, Yeonjun thanked god he had long legs because he made it with little time to spare, he looked around to find an empty seat, and luckily he found one, as he sat down he looked up to find a girl.

Yeonjun has never believed in love at first sight, 'How exactly can you be in love with someone you've never spoken to?' He would say to Soobin, but now he’s thinking the opposite because of her, god he felt stupid but she was, is just so beautiful. the boy couldn't help but stare at her eyes as she looked out the window then at her phone, then toward him They put the stars to shame he thought, if anyone could read his mind they would 100 percent call him a giant loser but he didn't care. He wanted to talk to her, but then again he didn't want to creep her out, so he thought of an idea, reaching into his pocket and pulling out his phone he went to his photos, finding the newest and best selfie he had, put a little note on it, then opened airdrop and hoped shed would be on there, she was on her phone after all.

After scrolling through his options he came across one labeled ‘’ y/n’s phone’’, with very little hope it was her he clicked on the icon and waited.

˚　　　　✦　　　.　　. 　 ˚　.　　　　　 . ✦　　　　˚　　　　 . ★⋆. 　　　. 　　˚　　　　*　　　　✦　　　.　　.　　　✦　˚ 　　　　 ˚　.˚　　　　　　.　　. 　 ˚　.　　　　　　　　　　 ✦

Normally y/n would never stay out this late, but when her boss asked her to stay a couple hours longer to help put away some new shipment she knew she wouldn't say no. To her surprise staying later wasn't actually that bad, she actually had a great time gossiping with some of her coworkers she rarely ever sees, plus the walk to the train with the leaving sun, who was she to complain. Making it to the train platform earlier than she had calculated, y/n put her headphones in and started her music. Her ride to and from work is long and boring so y/n usually brings a book for something to do, but when looking in her bag she comes to find her book nowhere to be seen, groaning trying to remember if she left it at home or at work the train pulls in, getting on finding an empty seat in the back, y/n pulled out her phone and scrolled away. Too much time passed and y/n still hadn't looked up from her phone since she got on until she saw a blur of a man hop on the train right before they departed, She didn't get a good look at him since he was facing away from her, about to look away the boy turned around and sat in the empty seat in front of y/n.

She knew she looked insane, crazy even, but she couldn’t help herself peeking through her eyelashes at the boy huffing two seats in front of her. between glances out the window and back at the boy y/n felt her phone buzz, mostly expecting it to be from her boss telling her she left some stuff there or whatnot, but it was something she would never have imagined in any lifetime, an airdrop notification from “juniethecutie phone” y/n couldn’t help but let out a giggle seeing the cropped picture of the boy in front of her, y/n knew she had never and will never hit the accept button faster then in that moment. Looking at the new addition to her camera roll, ‘’ You’re cute’’ the picture read. A newfound tint laid upon y/n's cheeks and she looked up at the boy who was waiting for her gaze, If he sent a photo it was only fair if she also gave him something y/n thought. Quickly taking a slightly blurred picture of herself with the simple caption of ‘’ Do you wanna come sit with me?’’, y/n found his airdropped contact and watched as he accepted, looked up to her then nodded his head and got up to sit in her booth.

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midorisplash · 1 year

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POV: Yeonjun Has a Crush on his Best Friend’s Sister.

Pairing: Sub!Yeonjun × Dom!Reader

Summary: Yeonjun, falls off his skateboard and gets scratched up. He goes to his best friend's house for help but instead, you answer.

Warnings: Blood (mentions of it, not a kink.), Degrading, Praise, Slight Nipple play, Humping, Finishing in pants. Penetration.

Word Count: 2.6K

A/n: Ignore mistakes, (not edited) I really like this on girl. I hope you all like it too.<3

“Beomgyu!” Yeonjun whined loud enough you could hear him from outside the front door. “Beomgyu!” He whined out again easy for you to tell now, he is crying. You frowned putting your fork down and walking over to the door unlocking it and opening it watching Yeonjun quickly stumble in almost hitting you. One arm was wrapped around his skateboard, while his backpack hung from his shoulder. Yeonjun face was scrunched in pain as you scanned his body noticing how much blood was on his arms and shirt.

He sniffed and finally looked at who was holding the door thinking it would be Beomgyu, his face dropping and trying not to look in pain when he saw you placing his skateboard down. “W-where’s Beomgyu?” He sniffed with a shaky voice looking down.

Yeonjun is one of your brothers, Beomgyu's best friend, he’s also one of your neighbors. You think he could be a sweet boy but you swear he doesn’t like you. As long as he and Beomgyu have been friends he’s barely spoken a word to you and always looks like he rather not speak to you. You usually just smile and not talk since he does the same but seeing him covered in blood like this makes your heart drop.

You pouted walking to him quickly and closing the door behind you. “He’s Asleep…Did you fall?” You asked. He looked down like he was trying hard to hold his tears after a second looking back up to meet your eyes. He slowly nodded and couldn’t help tears rushing out of his eyes. “It hurts..” He whimpered. You quickly pulled the backpack off his shoulder placing it on a hook before grabbing his hand and leading him to the kitchen table. “This is why I always tell you and Beomgyu not to skate around when it starts getting dark.” You whispered making him sit at the kitchen table.

Yeonjun whimpered looking down and playing with his fingers hearing you quickly moving. You got a wet towel and grabbed some bandaids you saw in a cabinet and came back placing them on the table and gently grabbing his arm. “You didn’t break anything right?” You whispered moving his arm back and forth. “No.” He spoke. You nodded “Good. Cause I don’t know how to fix that.” You giggled to yourself before getting serious and starting to clean the blood off his arm.

“Tell me what happened. Why did you come here instead of going to your house?” He looked away swallowing starting to feel embarrassed.

Yeonjun hated that he cried in front of you just now. He likes you and wants you to think he’s cool and nonchalant. He thinks you’ll like that. He has a huge crush on you but you’re his best friend's sister, and he’s not sure how Beomgyu will feel about that. And also you’re older than him, so you probably think he’s still childish. For this reason, he knows you too can never be real but that doesn’t stop him from liking you.

He sighs quietly finally mustering up the courage to speak. “There was a rock on the ground I didn’t see. And I hit it and started rolling. I was closer to your house so I came here, and I didn’t want my mom to worry.” He mumbled whipping his tears off his cheek.

You looked up to his face sighing at his glossy eyes bringing a hand to help whip his tears. “I’m sorry that happened.” You spoke pulling your hand away and grabbing a bandage. “Luckily I think it’s just small scratches, just a lot of blood.” She spoke. After a couple of dozen decorated bandaids and a towel covers In blood, you had covered all his scratches. His arms were almost covered in bandaids.

“There, good as new.” You smiled looking at his face finally. He quickly looked away then at his arms. “Thank you..” He whispered. You smiled and then gasped pushing his hair from his temple. It was a small scratch and a small amount of blood but it still worried you. Yeonjun looked at you and could help his cheeks getting red at you staring at his face being so close. “W-What is it?” “You’re bleeding, let me see.” You spoke getting closer to his face and moving his hair out of the way grabbing the towel and gently dabbing the area.

He tried to stay calm but his heart was beating fast his breath was hitching as he breathed he didn’t know what to do but just hold his breath as you whipped the blood away. “It’s a tiny cut it won’t leave a scar.” You spoke quietly grabbing a bandaid and having to back away for a second as you hear Yeonjun release the breath he was holding. You looked at him then back to his cut opening the bandaid. “Did it hurt?” You questioned. He shook his head looking down. You nodded putting the bandaid on the scratch looking down at his face. His plump lips were red from licking his tears away, his nose tip red from all his tears. You were awed by how cute he looked like this. Of course, it was sad he was crying but you had never seen him so vulnerable. “You look so cute.” You blurted out with a giggle poking his nose.

He blinked and looked at you, just then you noticed how red his cheeks were. You awed even more bringing his hair back down over his bandaid. He stayed silent and then finally spoke. “Y-You think?” He whispered “But I was just crying, don’t women not like when men cry?” You rolled your eyes at his words. “Whoever told you that just wants you to not get any woman.” You giggled. “And, I know you were crying and all but I've never seen you look more adorable.” He smiled a little and looked away. “Thank you..”

You nodded. “I’ll go steal you one of Beomgyu's shirts and send you off home for the night. Don’t want you to go home too late.” You spoke patting his shoulder and walking away heading upstairs.

Yeonjun looked at you go then started looking around slowly standing up. “She called me cute!” He giggled walking to the mirror in their walkway and looking at himself fixing his hair and whipping his mouth. “I’ll see you later, your cute too.” He spoke to himself into the mirror then shook his head “You’re more than cute, you’re beautiful.” He whispered. “No, I should have said that earlier. Uh if you think I’m cute now, imagine how cute I’ll be when…I can’t say that.” He giggled covering his mouth. He kept whispering to himself in the mirror about what he would say to you before he left until he heard you clear your throat.

You had come back downstairs and were standing watching and listening to him for a couple of minutes. “I got your shirt. You know you could have just told me I’m cute.” You chuckled walking to him and handing him the shirt. His face was glowing red as he took the shirt. “Yeah…Your right, I just wanted to make sure I sounded cool, ya know.” He mumbled looking away. You giggled and nodded. “I’ve never seen this side of you Yeonjun, laughing and making jokes. I wanna see it more.” She smiled “Do you need help changing your shirt? You know cause your arms and everything.” You spoke.

You asked that cause you wanted to tease him a little bit. You should’ve known he liked you from the way he tried to act around you. He doesn’t act all nonchalant around Beomgyu he acts silly and only switches to that nonchalant way when he sees you. He’s so young you just know someone probably told him girls like guys that act that way so he thought he would try with you.

Yeonjun looked at your eyes his opening wide as he gulped and looked at the shirt. He wanted to say no, not cause he doesn’t want her to touch him but out of nerves but lucky his mouth said the exact opposite. “Yes!.. I-..um you can change my shirt.” He whispered handing you back the shirt. You smiled and took the shirt and his hand leading him to the bathroom right next to you both and turning the light on facing him resting your butt on the counter. You put the clean shirt on the counter and put both your hands on his waist. You rubbed down his waist till you got to the him of his shirt slowly bringing the shirt up and over his head.

His heart was pounding so hard he was scared you would hear but of course that was stupid to think, he was just so nervous. And worst of all getting turned on. It was only worse cause he didn’t want you to see his growing boner and be disgusted by him. Even though honestly he’d be even more turned on with you being disgusted by him.

You tossed his shirt in the laundry basket looking at his chest. “Look at that, do you work out?” You spoke. “Y-yes..sometimes.” He spoke bringing his hands to his side trying to act normal. You gasped with a smile getting closer. “Can I touch?” You smiled devilishly looking him up and down seeing his bulge and staring at it for a moment before looking back up and meeting his gaze. He almost could breathe bringing his hand together and twisting his fingers. “Um.. yes! You can. But t-touch what?” He shuddered. “You’re abs silly what else?” You teased smiling brightly moving your hand and rubbing over his abs awning in amazement. “Wow.” You rubbed up to his pecs immediately going to his nipple lightly grazing it looking at his face for a reaction.

He let out a soft groan and quickly took his lip into his mouth feeling embarrassed at his noise. “S-sorry! I shouldn’t have made that noise. I-I..I..” He stuttered feeling your hand starting to move more quickly over his nipple even giving it a pinch. “Agh! Y/n!” You giggled at his reaction and pulled away. “I didn’t know you’d be so easy to get worked up.” You looked him up and down. “Makes you even more cuter.” You grabbed the clean shirt unfolded it and opened the shirt pulling it over his head.

You decide to act like you didn’t see his probably painful erection even though he has to know you did. He was panting quietly looking at you with lustful eyes. “It's probably time you go it’s getting late. I’ll meet you at the door. Excuse me.” You spoke walking out very close to him so your hips rubbed against his boner. His eyes rolled and looked up at the ceiling. He couldn’t believe what just happened. You just played with his nipple, and he wanted more. He wanted you to tease his nipples while riding him. He wanted you to force him to cum inside of you, he wanted so badly for you to slap him around and pitch his nipples more. He wanted so much! But he was so nervous to even suggest doing anything, and you seemed to only wanna tease him. He snapped out of his daze walked to the front door and saw you holding his backpack and skateboard. “Th-thank you.” He spoke taking it from you and slinging the backpack on his shoulder. “You’re welcome. Hey, don’t ride that thing home, just walk. And I won’t tell Beomgyu how you ate concrete.” You joked opening the door. Yeonjun nodded and smiled a little gripping his skateboard tightly. “Okay, I won’t. Thank you again for patching me up and stuff.” He spoke softly with a smile. You smiled and kissed his cheek holding the door for him. He turned and started walking out before turning back to you. “Oh, and you’re cute too.” He smirked and looked at her before turning back and walking away quickly. You blushed slightly and chuckled and waved him bye. “Thank you.” You closed the door when he got further smiling to yourself.

When Yeonjun made it home, he went straight to his room plopping himself face-first on the bed and laying on his stomach. He touched his cheek and smiled thinking about how you just kissed his cheek and how he wished you had kissed him more and somewhere else. He put his face back on the bed His hips involuntarily humping the mattress as his mind kept racing with more than just the kiss.

He found himself now humping his bed hungrily closing his eyes and imagining you were right there with him. Running your hand through his hair, watching him pathetically trying to cum from dry humping his bed. “Look at that, and you want to fuck me, I bet you’ll barely last humping your bed.” You whispered. His eyes squeezed tight imagining that, his mind was racing so much he imagined if you’d be sweet about it. “Come on, Yeonjun. I wanna see your pretty face when you cum on yourself from this, I know it’ll be so cute!”

He whimpered moving his hips faster his hand sliding under his chest to tease his nipple pinching it. “You’re so fucking gross getting off to me like this.” You spoke with a disgusted face. “That feels good doesn’t it pretty baby! Keep going till you cum all over for me.” Yeonjun couldn’t keep a straight thought just wanting to be inside of you. He knows you’d feel so good. He nodded at his thoughts pushing his top half off the bed and grabbing a pillow pulling it under his stomach and hugging it tightly his hips still moving harshly to rub against his bed.

He now imagined he was fucking you, his face nuzzled into your breast with your legs wrapped around him. “Fuck me stupid slut, I know you can do better!” He started shaking feeling like he was really inside of you trying to move his hips at a pace he’d hope you’d like. “Ugh! you’re amazing pretty baby!” “Does It feel good!? I love you!” He whispered and cried out into his pillow. He squeezed the pillow tighter and hated it wasn’t her. “I want you! I want you so bad! You feel so good.” He cried feeling the warmth in his stomach becoming stronger he was getting closer with each thrust against the bed. “Then give me all your cum you pathetic bitch.” “I want you to! Cum in me please!”

“Okay..okay…I’m cumming! I love you y/n! I love you!” He moaned loudly as the warmth in his stomach despised with a snap sending a wave right through his stomach and body cum shooting out and running into his underwear. He pushed his face into the pillow to muffle his moans kicking his feet up and down. “Agh…fuck..oh my gosh.” He whimpered hugging the pillow tightly and slowing his hips down. “Good job Yeonjun! You did so well!” He rested his head on the pillow for a moment letting himself slowly come down to reality.

After a couple of minutes, he sat up fully and looked at the wet spot he had created with a sigh, thinking about how it was such a waste he couldn’t give the cum to you. He looked at the pillow rolling his eye and pushing it away, he probably looked stupid laying here really imagining he was having sex with you when that would never happen.

Yeonjun is one of your brother, Beomgyu best friend, he’s also one of your neighbors. You think he could be a sweet boy but you swear he doesn’t like you. As long as him and Beomgyu have been friends he’s barley spoken a word to you and always looks like he rather not speak to you. You usually just smile and not talk since he does the same but seeing him covered in blood like this makes your heart drop.

You pouted walking to him quickly closing the door behind yourself. “He’s Asleep…Did you fall?” You asked. He looked down like he was trying hard to hold his tears after a second looking back up to meet you eyes. He slowly nodded and couldn’t help tears rushing out his eyes. “It hurts..” He whimpered. You quickly pulled the backpack off his shoulder placing it on a hook before grabbing his hand and leading him to the kitchen table. “This is why I always tell you and Beomgyu not to skate around when it starts getting dark.” You whispered making him sit at the kitchen table.

Yeonjun whimpered looking down and playing with his fingers hearing you quickly moving. You got a wet towel and grabbed some bandaids you saw in a drawers and came back placing them on the table and gently grabbing his arm. “You didn’t break anything right?” You whispered moving his arm back and forth. “No.” He spoke . You nodded “Good. Cause I don’t know how to fix that.” You giggled to yourself before getting serious and starting to clean the blood off his arm.

“Tell me what happened? Why did you come here instead of going to your house.” He looked away swallowing starting to feel embarrassed.

Yeonjun hated that he cried infront of you just now. He likes you and wants you to think he’s cool and nonchalant. He thinks you’ll like that. He has a huge crush on you but you’re his best friend sister, and he’s not sure how Beomgyu will feel about that. And also you’re older then him, so you probably think he’s still childish. For this reason he knows you too can never be real but that doesn’t stop him from liking you.

You looked up to his face sighing at his glossy eyes bringing a hand to help whip his tears. “I’m sorry that happened.” You spoke pulling your hand away and grabbing a bandage. “Luckily I think it’s just small scratches, just a lot of blood.” She spoke. After a couple dozen decorated bandaids and a towel covers In blood you had coverd all his scratches. His arms almost covered in bandaids.

“There, good as new.” You smiled looking at his face finally. He quickly looked away then at his arms. “Thank you..” He whispered. You smiled and then gasped pushing his hair from his temple. It was a small scratch and a small amount of blood but it stil worried you. Yeonjun looked at you and could help his cheeks getting red at you staring at his face being so close. “W-What is it?” “You’re bleeding, let me see.” You spoke getting closer to his face and moving his hair out the way grabbing the towel and gently dabbing the area.

He tried to stay calm but his heart was beating fast his breath was hitching as he breathed he didn’t know what to do but just hold his breath as you whipped the blood away. “It’s a tiny cut it won’t leave a scar.” You spoke quietly grabbing a bandaid having to back away for second as you hear Yeonjun release the breath he was holding. You looked at him then back to his cut opening the bandaid. “Did it hurt?” You questioned. He shook his head looking down. You nodded putting the bandaid on the scratch looking down at his face. His plump lips red from licking his tears away, his nose tip red from all his tears. You awed in how cute he looked like this. Of course it sad he was crying but you never seen him so vulnerable. “You look so cute.” You blurted out with a giggle poking his nose.

He blinked and looked at you, just then you noticed how red his cheeks where. You awed even more bring his hair back down over his bandaid. He stayed silent then finally spoke. “Y-You think?” He whispered “But I was just crying, don’t women not like when men cry?” You rolled your eyes at his words. “Whoever told you that just wants you to not get any woman.” You giggled. “And, I know your where crying and all but I never seen you look more adorable.” He smiled alittle looked away. “Thank you..”

You nodded. “I’ll got steal you one of Beomgyu shirts and send you off home for the night. Don’t want you to go home too late.” You spoke patting his shoulder and walking away heading upstairs.

Yeonjun looked at you go then started looking around slowly standing up. “She called me cute!” He giggled walking to the mirror in their walk way and looking at himself fixing his hair and whipped his mouth. “I’ll see you later, your cute too.” He spoke to himself into the mirror then shook his head “You’re more then cute, you’re beautiful.” He whispered. “No, I should have said that earlier. Uh if you think I’m cute now, imagine how cute I’ll when…I can’t say that.” He giggled covering his mouth. He kept whispering to himself in the mirror about what he would say to you before he left until he heard you clear your throat.

You had came back down stairs and where standing watching and listening to him for a couple minutes. “I got your shirt. You know you could have just told me I’m cute.” You chuckled walking to him and handing him the shirt. His face was glowing red as he took the shirt. “Yeah..Your right, I just wanted to make sure I sounded cool, ya know.” He mumbled looking away. You giggled and nodded. “I’ve never seen this side of you Yeonjun, laughing and making jokes. I wanna see it more.” She smiled “Do you need help changing your shirt? You know cause your arms and everything.” You spoke.

You asked that cause you wanted to tease him alittle bit. You should’ve know he liked you from the way he tried to acts around you. He doesn’t act all nonchalant around Beomgyu he acts like a silly guy, and only switches that way when he see a you. He’s so young you just know someone probably told him girls like guys that act that way.

Yeonjun looked at eyes opened wide as he gulped and looked at the shirt. He wanted to say no, not cause he doesn’t want her to touch him but out of nerves but lucky his mouth said the exact opposite. “Yes!.. I-..um you can change my shirt.” He whispered handing you back the shirt. You smiled and took the shirt and his hand leading him to the bathroom right next to you both and turning the light on facing him resting your butt in the counter. You put the clean shirt on the counter and put both your hands on his waist. Your rubbed down his waist till you got to the hime of his shirt slowly bringing the shirt up and over his head.

His heart was pounding so hard he was scared you would hear but of course that was stupid to think, he was just so nervous. And worst off all getting turned on. It was only worse cause he didn’t want you to see his growing boner and be disgusted by him. Even though honestly he’d be even more turned on with you being disgusted by him.

You tossed his shirt in the laundry basket looking at his chest. “Look at that, do you work out?” You spoke. “Y-yes..sometimes.” He spoke bring his hands to his side trying to act normal. You gasped with a smile getting closer. “Can I touch?” You smiled devilish looking him up and down seeing his bulge and staring at it for a moment before looking back up meeting his gaze. He almost could breath bring his hand together and twisting his fingers. “Um..y-es! You can. But t-touch what?” He shuddered. “You’re abs silly what else?” You teased smiling brightly moving your hand and rubbing over his abs awning in amazement. “Wow.” You rubbed up to his pecs immediately going to his nipple lightly grazing it looking at his face for a reaction.

He let out a soft groan and quickly took his lip into his mouth feeling embarrassed at his noise. “S-sorry! I shouldn’t have made that noise. I-I..I..” He stuttered feeling you hands starting to move more quickly over his nipple even giving it a pinch. “Agh! Y/n!” You giggled at his reaction and pulled away. “I didn’t know you’d be so easy to get worked up.” You looked him up and down. “Makes you even more cuter.” You grabbed the clean shirt unfolding it and opened the shirt pulling it over his head.

You decide to act like you didn’t see his probably painful erection even though he has to know you did. He was panting quietly looking at your with lustful eyes. “Its probably time you go it’s getting late. I’ll meet you at the door. Excuse me.” You spoke walking out very closely to him so your hips rubbed against his boner. His eyes rolled and looked up at the ceiling. He couldn’t believe that just happened. You really just played with his nipple, and he wanted more. He wanted you to tease his nipples while riding him. He wanted you to force him to cum inside of you, he wanted so badly for you to slap him around and pitch his nipples more. He wanted so much! But he was so nervous to even suggest doing anything, and you seemed to only wanna tease him. He snapped out his daze walking to the front door seeing you holding his backpack and skateboard. “Th-thank you.” He spoke taking it from you slinging the backpack on his shoulder. “You’re welcome. Hey, don’t ride that thing home, just walk. And I won’t tell beomgyu how you ate concrete.” You joked opening the door. Yeonjun nodded and smiled alittle gripping his skateboard tightly. “Okay I won’t. Thank you again for patching me up and stuff.” He spoke softly with a smile. You smiled and kissed his cheek holding the door for him. He turned and started walking out before turning back to you. “Oh and you’re cute too.”he smirked and looked at before turning back and walking away quickly. You blushed slightly and chuckled and waving him bye. “Thank you.” You closed the door when he got further smiling to yourself.

When Yeonjun made it home, he went straight to his room plopping himself face first on the bed laying on his stomach. He touched his cheek and smiled thinking about how you just kissed his cheek and how he wished you had kissed him more and somewhere else. He put his face back on the bed His hips involuntarily humping the mattress as his mind kept race with more then just the kiss.

He found himself now humping his bed hungrily closing his eyes and imagining you where right there with him. Running your hand through his hair, watching him pathetically trying to cum from dry humping his bed. “Look at that, and you want to fuck me, I bet you’ll barely last humping your bed.” You whispered. His eyes squeezed tight imagining that, his mind was racing so much he imagined if you’d be sweet about it. “Come on, Yeonjun. I wanna see your pretty face when you cum on yourself from this, I know it’ll be so cute!”

He now imagined he was fucking you, his face nuzzled into your breast with your legs wrapped around him. “Fuck me stupid slut, I know you can do better!” He started shaking feeling like he was really inside of you trying to move his hips at a pace he’d hope you’d like. “Ugh! you’re amazing pretty baby!” “Does It feel good!? I love you!” He whispered cried out into his pillow. He squeezed the pillow tighter and hated it wasn’t really her. “I want you! I want you so bad! You feel so good.” He cried feeling the warmth in his stomach becoming stronger he was getting closer with each thrust against the bed. “Then give me all your cum you pathetic bitch.” “I want you to! Cum in me please!”

“Okay..okay…I’m cumming! I love you y/n! I love you!” He moaned loudly as the warmth in his stomach despising with a snap sending a wave right through his stomach and body cum shooting out and running into his underwear. He pushed his face into he pillow to muffle his moans kicking his feet up and down. “Agh…fuck..oh my gosh.” He whimpered hugging the pillow tightly slowing his hips down. “Good job Yeonjun! You did so good!” He rested his head on the pillow a moment letting himself slowly come down to reality.

After a couple minutes he sat up fully and looked at the wet spot he had created with a sigh, thinking about how it was such a waste he couldn’t give the cum to you. He looked at the pillow rolling his eye and pushing it away, he probably looked stupid laying here really imagining he was having sex with you when that would never happen.

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my veins full of sweets, the forbidden lines slowly fade away - choi yeonjun

forbidden love, dark fairy prince!yeonjun x light fairy princess!yn, mention of death

synopsis : dark fairy! yeonjun finally confesses his feelings for you, however as you start to agree to his feelings, fate has different plans.. and so does the head of the light fairy community

“yn… i love you…”

you turned your gaze towards yeonjun, who crouched behind your sitting figure. his hands braiding flowers into your hair, as he abruptly stopped, catching sight of your innocent eyes. playing with the flower between his hands, twirling it.

“junnie.. y’know there’s a strict line between dark fairies and light fairies.. the council would never let us even get close, in fact.. even our meetings are quite against everything they stand for.” you replied, however, your eyes just couldn’t resist the sight of his strawberry pink lips. you looked into his dark orbs.

“but.. who said the council has to know..?” he smirked, taking your hand into his, pressing the back of your hand against his lips. the lips that you so desired to kiss. in all honesty, you had returning feelings for the fae that was still crouched behind you.

“yeonjun.. i really love you, too.” you admit, your hand coming to cup his cheek, your free hand pressed against his chest. “i can never help but feel like you light up fireworks in my tummy.. nobody else has ever done that, you take care of me like no one else does.. and i’m-.. i’m willing to take a risk to be with you.”

“my pretty princess, you surely would do anything for me, huh ?” he rhetorically asked, knowing your response to his curious words. you had the same effect on him that you claimed to receive from him. yeonjun as the prince knew that his kingdom had no problem with dating a light fairy, in fact, it was quite celebrated. however, your kingdom had low expectations for the dark faeries, they truly thought that whatever connection light fairies had to dark fairies was just a mistake and that they were just trying to play with your feelings.

“of course i would, you’ve done so much for me. you’ve truly won me over.” you giggle, seeing yeonjun’s lips turn upwards. he truly felt like he was on cloud 9, whatever that meant, he heard his human friends say it quite often. there were times when yeonjun would travel outside of the seelie realm and into the ‘real world’.

his hand lifted your chin, taking in your beauty before deciding to press a deep passionate kiss on your lips. a tingling sensation in your chest as you desired to keep your lips warm by having his lips on yours. although you pulled away, deciding to control yourself for the day.

“hmm.. it’s time for my princess to go, isn’t it ?” yeonjun spoke up, realizing that the sky was beginning to glow orange. the sun setting on the horizon, he smiled, taking a look at you and carefully caressing your cheek. he stood up, pulling out his hand for you as you gladly accepted it.

“unfortunately so, but we’re still on for thursday, right ? i truly wish that i could invite you to the ball, however, we don’t have the pleasure of meeting in front of the council.. or really any light fae.” your voice sounded disappointed, yeonjun brushed his thumb against your cheek.

“don’t be so disappointed, my love. be patient, we’ll be able to be with each other soon enough, plus i completely understand that i can’t come, we can always just discuss another meeting.” he grinned, his face beaming with pure sunshine. as he pulled you into a hug, lightly and gently squeezing you. he pulled you away, pressing one last peck on your lips. picking up your basket and holding it out to you.

“see ya’ thursday, yeonjun.”

“bye bye, my love.” yeonjun’s guards walked up next to him. smiling at the idea of seeing their prince so caught up in such a lovely relationship.

“you really do love her, your majesty.”

“i do, i just wish that the light fairies could stop stereotyping dark fairies, maybe then we could finally have a peaceful and normal life.”

you practically skipped into your mother’s office after hearing word that she needed to see you. your basket hanging on your forearm as you entered, face beaming with pure happiness. while your mother was happy to see you, she wasn’t very happy from the reports that she had gotten.

“yn..” your mother called out to you, something about her was that she had been in lead of the council for a rather long time, and you were next in line. “my knights have reported that they caught sight of you with the dark fairy, yeonjun choi.. is this a fact or something that they might have mistook..?”

“i think.. they must’ve seen somebody else, i was just in the forests, out for a picnic.” you stuttered feeling quite anxious due to your current interrogation and.. you didn’t feel well lying to your mother, you hadn’t really lied about your relationship with yeonjun until now, you just avoided speaking the truth.

“but yn.. you decorated that basket when you were just a kid, don’t you think that it looks a bit familiar to the basket in this picture ?” your mother turns over a paper, showing a clear picture of you and yeonjun. it was clearly obvious that it was you in the picture and maybe this was all a test to see if you were willing to tell your mother the truth.

“i’m sorry, mother. i just.. we were just talking, and i know that the council doesn’t like any relations to dark fairies so i didn’t tell you..”

“unfortunately, you’re right. my sweet princess, you know that you can’t go around seeing the dark fae, they’re bound to hurt you at one point or another. so instead of immediately turning you in, as your mother, i must protect you. you have to choose, the dark fae or the light fae.”

“c-can i talk to yunjin..?” you questioned, tilting your head as you attempted to hide the sheer nervousness, even though you weren’t very successful in that mission.

“yn.. you shouldn’t even have to hesitate.. but yes, you may talk to yunjin.” your mother was right, you shouldn’t have had to hesitate.. not when you just told yeonjun that you were willing to risk everything to be with him, yet here you were. you quickly tried to exit your mother’s office, but she had one more thing to say. “from now on, you won’t exit this palace without an escort.”

you silently acknowledged her words, leaving the room. you spotted yunjin beginning to exit the palace, running over to her side. the blonde could only stop in her tracks as she turned around to see whose footsteps she was hearing. she grinned as she noticed you.

“something wrong ? you look so… scared.” yunjin asked, commentating on the way that you looked.

“i think… i’m going to run away.” you state, yunjin’s facial expression changing into a worried one, she grabbed onto your hand. both of her hands wrapped around your singular hand.

“why ? you can’t just.. run away..? yn, you have a duty here, you’re the only one trained to take your mother’s spot and you’ve been assigned with so many tasks these past few days.”

“i get it.. but-.. i’m not giving up on love.” since yunjin was your best friend, she knew about you and yeonjun. she knew that your were quite serious about him, but she couldn’t just encourage you and your plan to run away.

“yn, yeonjun is like the definition of dark fairies, he’s literally the meaning of temptation.. do you know how many light fairies have turned against us because they ‘fell in love.’” yunjin questions you, her gaze following you quite intently as you began to pace around the hall.

“there’s a reason they don’t return, yunjin.. the council doesn’t support these relationships and they decide to just banish any person who loves a dark fae.. it’s not right.. they separate faeries from their families, all due to fact that they’ve experienced true love..” yunjin let out a sigh, knowing fully well that she had no chance in changing your mind no matter what.

“when ?”

“well… umm, first i kinda wanted to meet up with him.. but i need an escort..” you replied, “are you free ?”

“i am, i was just leaving to head back home.. why ?”

“he usually spends a bit of time in our meeting place, can you ‘escort me’ ?” you ask your friend, hoping that she will be able to aid you in your desires. she simply nods, holding your hand and guiding you out the palace. however as soon as you make it out, you are stopped by a few guards.

“are you out to meet your boyfriend ?” a specific guard asks, you can recognize that voice. he took off his helmet, showing the familiar face of huening kai.

“no…” you lie, a bit of guilt pouring over you for lying to your rather close friend. however, you couldn’t say what you were up to, or else kai was sure to lead you back to the palace and to your mother.

“y’know, soobin told us to keep an eye on you. especially since we heard that you were out seeing a dark fairy.. you really should be careful, life isn’t like what it seems like..” huening advised, “i’ll come with you, wherever the two of you go.”

“ah kai… it’s just that yn has something pretty private to show me ? something quite personal.. we were only leaving to get a bit of privacy..” yunjin attempted to convince him, which worked quite successful as huening simply nodded before guiding the guards behind him into the palace. you smiled at yunjin, happy for her save, she seemed to be quite proud of herself as well.

you took yunjin’s wrist guiding her to your and yeonjun’s meeting spot. running through the forest, you eventually ran into yeonjun’s guards.

“where’s his highness ?” you questioned, trusting his guards to give you directions, however they were wary of yunjin. yeonjun had told his guards about keeping you safe, which meant they weren’t really okay knowing that your secret would be revealed in front of someone else.

“your highness, are you sure it would be safe for you to expose your secret in front of another light fae ?” one of his guards whispers, only getting a nod in return.

“the secret has gotten out… her majesty already knows..” you admit, the guards’ faces immediately appearing with fear. they turned around, one telling the other to go get the prince. although, the prince beat them to it. running to you with his arms completely open, only to wrap around your body.

“are you okay ? have they done anything to hurt you ?” he practically interrogates you, pulling away only to put his hands on your cheeks.

“i’m fine.. for now.. being her majesty’s daughter comes with its benefits, instead of instantly turning me into the council… she’s making me choose between the light fae and the dark fae.. junnie, i don’t know what to do-“

“yn, you know what you have to do.. you have to choose your own kind. if you choose me, then you’re bound to never see me again, they’ll banish you.. but if you choose the light fae, then maybe you’ll have a chance to maybe see me in the future..”

“but jun.. i want to leave. i don’t want to spend my life without you, i don’t want to face any kind of banishment just because i decided to follow my heart.. we agreed that we would do anything for each other, and i want to run and hide from the council.. i want to wake up every morning in your arms. i want to feel your sugary sweet kisses each and every day. you’re so addictive to me, jun. it’s nearly like my veins are full of sweets.. please my prince.”

yeonjun couldn’t help but feel guilty, all of this was because of him. you’re craving to run away because of him. if he hadn’t approached you that one day then you would’ve stayed as the innocent light fairy that you were. however, he also knew that he had to recognize the council’s misdeeds. there was no need for light fae and dark fae to be separated. the light needs the dark, life needs death, you could only feel happiness if you feel sadness. the earth need a moon. you need yeonjun.

“alright, my sweet princess.. you can come, okay.. but my palace won’t be nearly as majestic and innocent as the light fairy palace. there is some seriously dark stuff, but it’s nothing too scary.. and your friend ? she won’t snitch on us, right ?”

you turn to take a look at yunjin, tilting your head, quietly asking her as well.

“she won’t have to snitch.” you heard your mother’s voice, as she appeared right next to yunjin, with kai and his fellow guards behind her. he appeared apologetic, he didn’t mean to snitch you out, but the second that he arrived to her majesty’s office quarters.. she asked where you had been and he accidentally said the truth about seeing you outside and leaving with yunjin. he truly wish he could’ve taken back his words, he had noticed how happy you had been the past few months and he didn’t want to destroy that happiness even if it meant getting punished for ‘treason.’ “yn, my princess, how many times do i have to tell you to stay away from the dark fae ?”

“too many times.. i lost count..” you honestly answer, backing up into yeonjun’s chest. his hands rested on your shoulders, as his guards stood with high alert, this wasn’t just about protecting their prince, but also you.. after all you were yeonjun’s love, they had to make sure that you were safe.

“your majesty, with all due respect.. i think yn is in my hands now, and whether or not you respect it, yn’s decision is to stay with us dark fairies. you’re aware that once light fairies agree to stay with dark fairies, you can’t do anything.” he spoke with a little bit of sass in his voice.

“i can do something, yeonjun.. if it concerns the life of my own daughter then i will do anything to keep her away from dark fae.” your mother grumbles, you hadn’t seen her so upset in such a long time.

“is it really my fault that she fell in love with temptation or is it the council’s fault for not allowing to let your citizens seek what they so desire ?”

“she doesn’t love you, yeonjun.. she’s only hooked on the idea of you.. and you’re not any better. that’s why the council is so against the dark fae, don’t make it seem like we’re so oppressive towards you and your kind.”

“well when you say it like that, it quite sounds like you’re trying to degrade me and my ‘kind’, however.. i won’t disappoint, yn, so i suggest that you move out of our way..”

“i’m not backing down, yeonjun. either you hand me back my daughter or we will have to punish you.”

“and how would that work ? your council is only eligible for light fairies.. for the dark faerie’s council, i am doing absolutely nothing wrong.. or are you really just so self absorbed that you want to arrest me for using my power to win yn over.. you can do that too, but as soon as an investigator checks yn and i.. well they’ll know that i haven’t done anything to hurt your highness. you’re the same person who practically threatened your own daughter to not follow her heart.. the punishment of banishment isn’t really as vile as taking the life of light and dark faeries just because they have emotional connections to one another.”

“mother..” your head turned to her, eyes widened. her lips trembling, she never thought that the truth would be revealed. she couldn’t bear to come eye to eye with your disappointment. she kept it a secret for a reason, she didn’t want to let you down.. but yeonjun was right, she had completely lied about the punishment that her own daughter was going to receive.

“yn.. i did it to protect you..”

“by what ? giving me a false sense of hope that maybe even if i got caught that i would somehow be able to return ? and you gave me the ‘benefit of the doubt’ by giving me a chance to rethink if i wanted to get banished or not… but i didn’t even know that i was going to be killed.”

“you wouldn’t have gotten killed, i have the power to stop that from happening..”

“but, the council doesn’t accept any kind of bias in the court.. so would you have really done everything in your power to save your daughter ?” yeonjun was keen on getting you out of the light fairy kingdom, only because.. in all reality, the kingdom was full of evil hidden by the form of light. “my kingdom may not seem so innocent, but i’m glad that my court doesn’t build itself off of lies.. so how about we give yn one last chance to decide.. if she chooses to come with me, you’re all the more welcome to come visit, and she must be able to visit you and her friend without any sort of problems from the council.. i, myself, will ensure to secure her with my best guards and even accompany her with my own presence. and if she chooses to stay with you, then i must be allowed to visit her and she will be able to visit me, again with no issues. and this entire encounter must be kept between the people here.. no issues from the council at all.”

“you must be out of your mind, choi yeonjun.”

you turned back to go face to face with yeonjun, his eyes looking down at you. he saw a small frown on your face, he lifted your chin with his thumb and pointy fingers. his eyebrows couldn’t help but furrow with worry washing over him.

“are you okay ?” he whispered, he knew that he might’ve seemed quite cruel with the things that he had spoken out about your majesty and the council, but he was sick and tired of your mother leaving you out in the dark. he knew that the truth was quite hard to come to terms with, but sometimes you need to see the truth for the sake of your own being.

“mhmm… i just.. i really want to go with you, yeonjun. but i’m scared.. scared that she won’t leave you alone if i go with you. what if she tries to hurt you after all of this..”

“yn.. remember that we promised to risk our lives for each other, that i would do anything to end up with you, and i will gladly do so if it means living a life with you.”

“yeonjun.” your mother speaks up, her voice still quite mumbled. “you can continue your relationship with yn… but.. she really won’t be safe in the light fae kingdom. i hate to say it, but you’re right, she’ll have to leave with you.”

“thank you for understanding, your majesty.. yunjin, if it’s not too much.. may you pack my things ?” your mother’s heart ached hearing you not call out with your genuine affection for her. you needed a moment to process the fact that she was okay with the idea of losing you, because even with her claims of not letting anyone hurt you.. she was always in support of the council, the council came first before you did in her eyes.

yunjin could only nod, feeling teary eyed due to your sudden departure. however you were always going to leave and she should’ve come to accept that, but she grew up by your side. although, she didn’t have to worry about you any longer, knowing that yeonjun seemed to have proven himself worthy of taking care of you. you came face to face with her, embracing her in your arms.

“promise to visit whenever you’re free ? we can always have our girls night any time that you are free or in need of one.”

“you better stay out of trouble, you’re quite the troublemaker without me..” she pulled away, smiling at you, before turning her gaze over to yeonjun. “and with all due respect your highness, if you dare hurt our princess, we won’t hesitate to find you.”

yunjin threatened, however neither her or yeonjun had anything to worry about. yeonjun had complete intentions of taking the greatest care for you. and yunjin would realize that sooner or later. “run along now with your lover, i’ll be sure to get you your things.”

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your eyes watched as the moon began to settle into the night sky, high in the distance, with white specs accompanying it in its rather lonely journey. your hands on the concrete ledge of the balcony, it was right outside of yeonjun’s resting quarters, lovely plants decorating the grayish area. the dark fae kingdom had proven to not be as dark as people made it out to seem. a few sights catching your attention with how beautiful they were.

“are you alright, my darling princess ?” yeonjun questioned, walking up behind you and wrapping his arms around you as his chin rested on your shoulder. you could only move your head up and down, a gentle grin expressing the excitement that you felt to start this new journey with yeonjun.

“i’m all good, you must be tired.. you had to work all day.” you commentated, yeonjun squeezed your body just a bit, ensuring that he was gentle with his movements.

“well.. i would certainly love to get rest, but only if i could get somebody to accompany me to bed.” he smirked, a tingling feeling still lingering in your tummy.

“oh just what have you done to me, my sugary prince ? you can’t have me feeling this flustered already.” you straightforwardly said, “is this your little secret dark fae power that you possess ?”

yeonjun chuckled, as he pulled away a bit, only causing you to turn around. you took a look at him, getting absorbed in his dark orbs, a purple glow from the natural lighting reflecting off of his pretty face. “mmmm.. you’ve got it all twisted, you’re my secret little power. you give me all the strength i need to do anything i have to.. y’know i’m not lying, dark fairies aren’t too different from light fairies, we’re just living out a ‘punishment’ due to our bloodline and predecessors.”

“another hypocrisy in the council’s rather weak stance, huh ?” you spoke, yeonjun’s hands caressing yours, taking in your warmth on his rather cold hands.

“you already know it, cmon, honey.. let’s get some rest..”

“alright.” you took one last look at the moon, the darker the night, the brighter the stars. life needs death. growth may only be accomplished after experiencing pain. hate is not capable of driving itself out, only love is.

yeonjun, the so called darkness, pressed a kiss onto your cheeks. a warm sensation springing up from inside of you, feeling his love.. feeling the strong emotion that he had for you. he pulled away, only to take one last look into your eyes before he pressed one last kiss onto your lips

you and yeonjun were the epitome of equinox

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im-yn-suckers · 9 months

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┊ ˚➶ ｡˚pairing yeonjun x reader ft. eunchae and yunjin of le sserafim┊ ˚➶ ｡˚ warnings; kisses, cuddles, food, sleeping. ┊ ˚➶ ｡˚genre fluff┊ ˚➶ ｡˚ ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : I wont say im in love┊ ˚➶ ｡˚

the only thing you thought when you woke up, hot. you looked at your boyfriend sleeping with his nose nuzzled into your neck. he was sound asleep, his chest falling and rising, and his hair slightly disheveled.

a bead of sweat threatened to make its way down your shoulder blades. you didnt want to wake up your sleeping boyfriend, but you had to make breakfast. then get ready for the day. you planned out a day of fun for the boys birthday, hoping it would go according to plan.

you slowly snuck out of bed, pulled some sweats over your shorts, changed into a tank top and left to use the bathroom. your brushed your teeth, feeling refreshed. you washed your face and the cold water cooled you off a bit. you tied your hair and got it out of the way.

you walked over to the kitchen to make some tteokbokki. the creamy red broth was all yeonjun needed to wake up to. but of course, the boy was clingy in the morning and could not sleep without you. all that was left was to pour the sauce into the pan and heat up the rice.

then two rather slick arms wrapped around your waist, and a familiar black haired individual lie his head on your shoulder. you felt his warm breath on your collarbone.

'happy birthday baby' you pressed a kiss to his hair and smiled. he kissed your collarbone in response and mumbled a thank you.

'here, eat so we can go out. i have something planned' 'being with you on birthday is enough for me.' 'well, too bad because we're walking to the store down the street and youre going to pick something out.' 'ok'

he would usually sit across from you to watch you eat but today, he sat next to you. pulling your chair closer, he leans onto your shoulder and kisses your jaw.

after eating you two get dressed and start walking to the store down the street and you buy him something. you walk back home hand in hand but stop at a little park. you sit on the swings and talk a bit

'happy birthday, baby. i love you so much." "thank you angel. i love you too' he kissed you softly and smiled into the kiss. you stayed like that for a while until

'unnie !! why are you doing that here??' eunchae screamed from a few feet away 'ooooooh' due to the girls sudden response, you both fell off the swings and the tips of your ears got red.

you walked to them and greeted them, only to have yeonjuns sneaky arm on your waist the whole time. which didnt go unnoticed by the girls, although they wanted to tease you, they saved it for another day. falling off the swings was embarrassing enough. and then you have the fact that they caught you kissing. too much for today

after talking to the girls, you walked home and cuddled after cleaning up. this birthday may have truly been the best for yeonjun. and you.

border by @mewryn i know his birthday was yesterday but its ok happy birthday to my beautiful hubby yeonjun <33

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koishua · 1 year

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━━━━┉ 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐄.

fluff, suggestive, angst if you squint. 1.038k words.

another unsuccessful attempt at pulling the blanket back over your side later, you slump in defeat and lie back down on your side, glaring at the expanse of your (un)loveable boyfriend yeonjun’s back. you hear his soft snores and observe the steady cycle of his breathing with an exasperated expression, sleep dripping form your eyes as the small clock by your bedside ticks on. as annoyed as you are, you can’t help but feel a tiny bit of affection grow when you realize that it had been weeks since you’d last seen him this relaxed. your clashing schedules and quick goodbyes are over for now and you have him all to yourself for the next few days before he’s back on track again and you return from your break.

seeing him completely at ease dissolves your previous childish resentment.

(you are reminded of his taught shoulders and furrowed eyebrows, his sharp sighs and sporadic outbursts. you are reminded of your heart thundering in your ears as you try and regain control of your breathing again, the argument consisting of pointless complaints and exhausted groans. you remember his gaze sorrowfully dropping, arms falling to his side. he clears his throat and mumbles a tired apology and you accept without a second thought. how can you ever doubt his sincerity when he is the most gentle person you know? his voice never rises higher than yours, his body never towering over yours even in your worst conflicts. how can you ever not forgive him and beg for forgiveness in return?

“i missed you.”)

since it seems like you’ll never be able to win the battle of blanket hogging, you do what you believe is the most rational option: attaching yourself to his back like a leech hungry for warmth. you snake your arms around his torso and toss a leg over his in a messy tangle, burying your face in the crook of his neck, his hair tickling your eyelids. feeling your arms around him, he slowly wakes back into reality.

(“i missed you even more.”)

he hadn’t heard you coming back home that night, having fallen asleep while scrolling on his phone, so it’s a pleasant surprise to him when he feels you press a sly kiss under his ear. you loosen your arms for your (un)loveable boyfriend to shuffle around and find you looking entirely too amused. he doesn’t know if it’s because of the imprints he probably has on one half of his face because of the pillow or because of the way he blindly reaches out to cup your face in his palm. yeonjun doesn’t mind you finding him funny. in fact, he relishes in the feeling of knowing he’s the reason behind your smile and happiness. if he looks odd, then so be it, so long as you light up the room with the adorable tilt of your lips.

(“i missed you the most.”)

a force of habit, his first reaction is to bump his nose on yours, to which you bunch up your face, perplexed, like you always do after he does that. the room is only lit by the moonlight streaming through the blinds you’d closed only half way, so he can see the shadows cast on your face shifting to your every movement. he adores how expressive you are even when you’re completely silent.

“welcome home.” he whispers in your ear, a funny feeling running down your spine when you hear his tired voice for the first time since you’d gone to work two days ago. you ignore the pit in your stomach when he absentmindedly traces patterns underneath your shirt, pressing your lips over both of his eyes. they flutter shut and yeonjun releases a sigh of contentment, pulling you closer to his (impossibly warm) body. you have half the mind to tell him that he’s like your personal furnace, but decide against it, knowing he’d brew a lengthy conversation about his inner temperature.

“go to sleep, jun.”

“i like it when you call me jun.” he mutters under his breath, not knowing how utterly still you have gone against his chest. it’s almost infuriating, the way he says that sentence and dozes back to sleep when all you can think of is him saying that same thing a few nights ago in completely different conditions.

(your heart is beating against its cage, so fast that you feel as though it will burst any moment and you struggle to catch your breath. everything feels cloudy and you are lost in a haze, thoughts at an impasse and all you can think, hear, see and feel is jun. jun. jun. jun. your jun.)

stupid. you don’t know who it’s directed more at, but you know that it’s just so utterly stupid how he has you wrapped around his long and slender fingers. you hate how powerless you feel against him and you hate it even more, knowing that he is aware of your overflowing feelings for him and how he has complete advantage over you. you are completely blind to the fact that he is so much more head over heels for you than you realize, something he has tried to drive home for as long as you have been together and still hasn’t completely succeeded in. yeonjun knows that he’ll make you accept that in due time.

(“i love you so much.” he pants shakily as he fights off the cloud over his mind. if he could, he would tell you that over and over again without a stop, but he fears the possibility of you growing tired of hearing those sacred words. so, he tries to show it through every action he takes, through every moment he spends with you. my moon and my brightest star, my forever and my entire world, my first and last, my beginning and my end. you’re my greatest weakness and strength. ask me for my heart and watch as i carve it out with my own two hands. love me, hate me, and you’ll still be my only desire in this world and the next. i am but a slave to your smile and your touch.

“by you, i am forever undone.”)

notes: i will give you a kith if you rb and/or give feedback. also if you get the reference to cardan, because i believe in another life, yeonjun could have been cardan greenbriar. i wrote this all in one sitting, not a single edit, so excuse any mistakes i might have made in my sleep deprived state. i am so disgustingly deep in my jun brainrot that this made me giggle, blush, gasp and cry all within the same hour.

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guavagyu · 6 months

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synopsis: in your school, yeonjun’s kind of a loser. but when u decide to talk to him and be his first real friend (#saviorreader), how could he not be in absolute love w u?

wc: 8,597

content: i used the word pretty too much but it's ok cuz it fits, both yj and reader r college students (i dont think i specifically mentioned college tho, i only used school), jun steals tiny things from u (little trinkets that were collecting dust), tbh the whole fic's a mess cuz im a mess for yeonjun, not proofread, mentions of alcohol consumption (yj and reader stay sober cuz they don't like alcohol), virgin!yeonjun, loser!yeonjun, tall!f!reader (basically same height as him), perv!yeonjun, honestly perv!reader too, yeonjun is rlly rlly down bad like so embarrassingly obsessed cuz i like my men like that, reader just wants to please junnie <3, hardcore mutual pining, ngl reader is kinda that girl, smut (mdni!), sub!yeonjun, oral (f receiving), jun LOVES ur boobs, possessive!jun (guy hits on u at one point, he becomes a whole new person cuz of u LOL), yeonjun is a sweetie i love him, yeonjun has that stroke game!!, jun jerks off while ur sleeping (ur not sleeping ur wide awake lmfao), hand n oral fixation, multiple orgasms, nipple play, breeding kink, mommy kink, dacryphilia, fingering (f receiving), nicknames (pretty boy, baby, junnie, kitty, whore, pervert), handjob, big dick!jun, dumbification, edging, marking, cum eating, spitting, hair pulling, praise kink, brief degradation, jun n reader r so obsessed n in love w each other it's crazy, so fluffy u want to knock urself out /pos, choking, aftercare, swearing, lmk if there's more!

it all started when you saw him sitting in the corner during lunch at school all by himself, doing something on his phone. you noticed him (well, everyone did. but you were the only one that really paid any attention to it), wondering why he was always on his own. on the fourth day of this, you decided to finally sit down next to him,

"hey, yeonjun, right? i hope you don't mind me sitting with you," and the moment you gave him the prettiest smile he'd ever seen, he was hooked. he'd given you the cutest little nod before diverting his attention back to his phone, trying not to make it obvious that his heartbeat had quickened dramatically, he swore anybody could see it pumping out of his chest. his messy long black hair and thin-framed round glasses fit so well with his face and were probably one of the prettiest things you've seen since..ever. this cycle continued for days, just you being there, no conversations shared, simply you two sitting there in silence as you both refueled for the day. eventually, he wanted more. he really wanted to talk to you, hear your pretty voice, see your pretty face, and really really wanted to sneak subtle glances at your chest. call him a weirdo, but you can't blame him, the only ones he's seen were ones in porn as he tried to get himself off to the thought of you. he hasn't even known you for 2 weeks and he's already cummed all over his hand and sheets whimpering your name as he shuddered at the pleasure. of course, he'd never admit that to you, no matter what..maybe. in the slightest chance you two do get together (a/n: u do.) he might just tell you. underneath his fantasies and perverted nature, he was just a shy boy who wanted to love you, and he made that his ultimate goal. once he finally gathered up the courage to say something to you, he wanted to make it meaningful,

"um..y/n..thank you for, you know, sitting with me everyday," yeonjun couldn't maintain eye contact with you if his life depended on it, you were just so hot, and you let out a small giggle at how adorable he was,

"no problem junnie," you put your hand on top of his for what he thought was the shortest time ever, and oh..the nickname. he felt his dick twitch when it fell out of your mouth, all he could do was flash you the sweetest grin and turn his attention back to his phone as always. you'd always wondered what he did on there, you had some ideas, but you never brought it upon yourself to peek, you felt that was too invading. and he's so glad you never did, that you maintained your perfect nature and never snooped, because if you did, he would've dug his own grave and gave himself a closed-casket burial. the things he wrote about you in his notes app..absolutely horrendous. the things he wanted you to do to him. yeonjun would always imagine those things when he jerked off in the shower, making him cum faster than ever, the steam making his head fuzzy as he whined. after he'd leave the shower, he'd put his shorts on and then fall asleep palming himself, desperately wishing one day his hand would be replaced with yours (a/n: it does). the day semesters ended and he got placed into not one, not two, but three classes with him, he could feel his spine tingle and his fingers quiver with excitement, more time to see you, he'd tell himself, internally leaping for joy. you simply thought it was a happy coincidence at the time, but nonetheless glad to see the boy who was slowly becoming your favorite. the boy who you always tried to sit next to in class, the boy who was in your mind when you wished the teacher to let you pick project partners. the day the teacher finally did, you never felt your eyes flick to him so fast, his gaze already on you. yeonjun smiled so brightly when you gave him your number, and you wished you'd given it to him earlier. when he came to your house to work on the project, he was enamored. you'd brought him to your room, simple, organized. yeonjun immediately noticed the cutest stuffed cat, the eyes in a ^^ shape and the faux fur fluffy and black by your pillow. he'd also noticed the tiny trinkets you left on your dresser, small polaroid photos and little things you'd bought. he took the smallest ones, the ones in the back that were slowly collecting dust, hoping that you wouldn't notice as he wanted more things from you. he focused as hard as he could on helping you with the project, wishing that you'd continue to invite him over even though you had no more work to do. the moment you took a quick break to leave for the bathroom, he scrambled to your bed, even though he'd sat on it before, he never got the chance to really sink into the soft mattress..oh. and that was it, the smell of your shampoo from your pillows filled his lungs, and it immediately became his favorite smell of all time. once he noticed you finished and were washing your hands, he immediately tidied up the sheets as best as he could, trying to make it seem like he didn't just shove his face into your pillows for the past 40 seconds,

"sorry..hope you don't mind me sitting on your bed," he'd mumbled a quick apology, hoping you wouldn't be too upset,

"hm? oh no not at all feel free, do you want something to eat? i can order takeout if you'd like, it's getting late," yeonjun felt his heartbeat pick up the pace once again when he saw your eyelashes flutter,

"uhh, sure. if it isn't too much trouble," he said softly, his voice slightly raspy making your stomach do tumbles before you let out a quick "it's really no problem at all" and ordered food. 20 minutes later, the doorbell was rung, and you raced downstairs to grab it, yeonjun following shortly behind you, trying not to stare at your ass and thighs as you ran down the stairs, you quickly thanked the person who delivered your food, before gesturing him over to the table as you laid all the stuff out. once he sat down, he felt his mouth water for two, very different reasons. yeonjun tried to distract himself by shoving his face full of food the moment you reminded him to help himself, eliciting a small laugh from you. halfway through you two eating, thunder boomed throughout the area, shaking your house ever so slightly (a/n: this has happened to me before), lightning flashing throughout the sky. usually, you loved rain, but you had company over, company that was yeonjun. not that you minded having him over, but you weren't sure if you could keep your relationship with him strictly in the friend zone if his pretty lips kept moving like that as he chewed. at that point, you were zoning out, staring at his perfect face until..uh oh. the power went out. (a/n: how coincidental...),

"are you sure you wanna head home in this type of weather? my phone says we have a tornado watch too," you asked, voice laced with concern, secretly wishing he'd stay. just the slightest bit. right?

"oh, is it really alright if i stay the night? i don't wanna trouble you more, you've already done so much," he mentally punched himself for not immediately agreeing to stay, but of course he didn't want to overstep his boundaries,

"junnie just look outside i don't want you walking home through that shit," you insisted on him staying for his safety, but on the inside wanted him to stay just so you could be with him longer, how selfish,

"i.." that nickname again, slipping off your tongue like second-nature, making his heart skip a beat, "fine," he gave in, wishing he'd given up earlier, but that would've made it too obvious,

"good. i shouldn't have even asked, i'll get you something to change into. i should have a spare toothbrush somewhere," you mumbled to yourself as you cleaned up everything, using your phone's flashlight to guide you through the darkness, before heading back upstairs to get the spare toothbrush and a change of clothes. after digging through your closet you found an oversized t-shirt and knee-length shorts, and finally found a toothbrush that you ended up getting from the dentist. after calling yeonjun up to make sure everything was okay, he caught himself before saying why can't i just use your toothbrush? once he finished changing, he found it so hot that your clothes fit him so well, loving how perfect you truly were. how you were just as tall as him, how you had the prettiest eyes, the most perfect lips, all of it was absolutely amazing to him. to stay polite, he opted for sleeping on the couch in your room, it was big enough, and he could sleep comfortably knowing you weren't even 5 feet away, although he wished there wasn't any space between the two of you. the rain continued to pour down, hitting your window like rocks, thunder cracking down like a whip. he found comfort in the sound, just like you always did. of course, when he tried to truly relax and fall asleep, he couldn't. the smell of you from your clothes enveloped him like a blanket, constricting him tight, giving him no room to breathe. he felt his mind grow hazy and his senses dull as he slowly runs his hand down to his pants, hips bucking up as he bites his lip to muffle his moans, hearing you shift quietly spurring him on, trying to finish as quickly as he could. eventually, he had to cover his mouth with his hand (a/n: his hands r so fucking pretty wth) to keep himself from being too loud, bucking his hips up even faster into his other hand, wishing you would wake up and finish the job. but he couldn't let you do that, especially with how you thought of him right now. what he didn't realize was that you were wide awake, hearing him moan and whimper into his hand..before hearing him whimper one last thing you couldn't catch. you couldn't catch him whimpering your name in front of you. you tried to play it off as hearing things, as the rain was still battering against your window like hell, but it was just..so clear. you could feel your panties slowly stick to you as your wetness slipped out of you. the noises that came out of him were so pretty just like he was. as you slipped back into sleep, you made a mental note that he really was your favorite pervy pretty boy.

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when you awoke, saturday sunshine gleamed through your window, the rain finally ending during the night. you tried to see if the power was back, and luckily it was. as you sat up, you remembered last nights events, feeling your slick still there. however, when you looked to your couch, yeonjun wasn't there. fuck, did he leave early? but, your thoughts were quickly shut down as you heard sizzling downstairs and a waft of bacon hit your nose. oh my god. how much better could he get? you slink out of bed, drawn to the smell like a zombie, trudging down the stairs before rubbing your eyes to wake yourself up,

"sorry junnie, but you didn't have to cook," i smiled softly, noticing how he jumped slightly at your sudden appearance. but, it was your morning voice that really got to him. he really didn't think you could get any hotter. but here you were, doing just that,

"oh, it's really no problem. think of it as me repaying you for, everything. i can't thank you enough for letting me stay over," he smiled at you, his hair even messier than usual, glasses hung low on his nose, the sight making you have to bite back a groan. you simply watched as he cooked, how he effortlessly flipped the bacon on the pan, plated it, then cracked two eggs, one in each hand. walking. fucking. green. flag. in your eyes, he couldn't get much hotter either, especially in your clothes. you found it so adorable how he was acting like nothing happened during the night, how he was totally oblivious to the fact that you were awake, while he was jerking off 5 feet away from you. how he simply gazed at you with the sweetest smile as he passed you your plate,

"thanks, junnie," you said as you ate your bacon and eggs. goddamn, he was a good cook, making the simplest breakfast taste gourmet. loving how he used the most basic seasonings could give something a whole new flavor. yeonjun had to chew even harder to keep himself from visibly giving a reaction to the nickname you used so frequently, relishing in the fact that even now it still had the same effect, "how'd you learn to cook so well?" you mumbled, mouth full of egg,

"i taught myself," he laughed, finding how you talked with your mouth full (with a hand covering your mouth of course, you're no barbarian) adorable, making your eyes widen,

"really? i swear if you open a restaurant i'll be your top customer," you promised, spilling out your true feelings about his cooking, making him blush and give a small "thank you" which made your heart melt. once you both finished eating you ushered him out of the kitchen rambling about how he'd done enough and to let you do the dishes, making him chuckle and lean on the counter nearby, watching you do the dishes with the cutest smile. of course, the moment you were done and turned back toward him he immediately averted his gaze, hoping that he wasn't obvious. thankfully, this time, you actually didn't notice, making him breathe a small sigh of relief,

"hey junnie? wanna finish up our project? we don't have much left to do and if we finish now we can relax for the next week until the due date," you asked, leaning against the counter, yeonjun taking in how good you look even at what you would call your worst, before giving the cutest little nod and a "sure!". so, you headed upstairs once again, yeonjun snickering when you almost trip, before letting out a yelp when you flick him on the forehead,

"you're so mean," he pouted, bottom lip jutting out, and boy, did you want to kiss him to make him shut up, but instead you made a face at him before running to your room. when yeonjun caught up you both agreed to start focusing on the project, while still sneaking glances at your chest, even though your breasts weren't as noticeable under your oversized t-shirt, he still marveled in the subtle outline of them. yeonjun was so glad you were focused on the project, telling him that you could finish this part and that he should just relax, your eyes darting back and forth between the textbook, your computer, and the paper as you scribbled down notes and wrote things down on the actual project. you had also started playing some music but not too loud or else you'd get distracted. yeonjun felt his ears perk up as he heard one of his favorite songs, then you turning towards him flashing another one of your pretty smiles, saying "you like this song too?" and he'd just looked into your eyes, nodding softly. you two simply sat there, making eye contact as the song played, after a while you smirked slightly before turning back to work on the project, sneaking one last glance in his direction. yeonjun just sat there in disbelief, eyes wide, tongue glazing over his lips as he wish he would've just leaned forward and show you how he felt. by the time you finished your part and he opted to do some more work for his section, you simply got up and sat on your bed, scrolling on your phone, wearing your blue light glasses. yeonjun tried to focus so hard, and eventually, he pushed through and got his work done. he spun around on your swivel chair, giving you the cutest grin,

"i finished!" and you high-fived each other, only one part left to do: finalize. that part was easy. all you had to do was organize all of your work and make it look nice. you decided to get a head start on that, and found some poster paper and an extra sheet of normal paper to sketch. you organized each part by topic, and the moment you finished formatting you got to work, writing things down, drawing, outlining, all the works. yeonjun just watched in awe, admiring your handwriting and fuck, your hands. how they almost covered the whole pen as you wrote, how your fingers traced over your writing to make sure everything was right. how you made sure everything was level with a ruler, he found your perfectionism so cute. everything about you was simply cute. yeonjun watched for so long, before mentally smacking himself, asking if you needed any help. you quickly turned him down saying "no, don't worry! i got this you just chill." and he couldn't help but smile at your response. after 50 minutes of non-stop work and songs put on repeat, you finally leaned back, and pumped your fists in the air, "woo..hoo," you said, but not nearly as energetic as it normally is. work was tiring. yeonjun laughed at that, before getting up and gently taking your hand, softly shaking your arm,

"good job y/n, you're gonna be the reason we get an a," he smiled down at you, you sighed softly and smiled at him, before letting out a quiet "thanks". he set your hand down and then asked, "wanna do something for the time being? or just do nothing for the next year?" making you laugh,

"i'd really prefer doing nothing, school is ass," your back is pressed against the chair still, and with yeonjun murmuring his agreement, you two just sat there, you on your chair, yeonjun on your bed, just enveloping yourselves in the quiet music, and before long, he'd actually leaned back, body sinking into the mattress, soon falling asleep. you heard him slightly snore, making you smile at the sight, then getting up to gently remove his glasses, setting them on your nightstand. then, you took a glance outside, noticed it was getting dark, and checked the time, holy shit! it's already 5? almost as if on cue, your stomach rumbled, hunger panging through your body. that was when you quietly walked downstairs again, digging through your fridge, deciding what to cook for dinner. after a bit, you settled on some stir-fried noodles with vegetables, trying to clean out some of the slightly older ingredients in your fridge. then, you got to cooking (literally). vegetables? washed. then? chopped. water? boiled. noodles? shoved in the boiling water. after a good 4 minutes of cooking the noodles, you heated up your wok, giving it plenty of oil, then tossing in your vegetables, stirring slightly before heading to drain the noodles, saving some of the water for later. you threw in some soy sauce, garlic powder, chicken bouillon powder (it's a sacred ingredient), and black pepper. soon, you put the noodles into the mix, tossing the noodles and the vegetables, then pouring in the pasta water, letting it mix with the soy sauce so it can bind with everything. lastly, you threw in some chopped green onion. another successful meal. cooking 101 with y/n. after turning the heat off, plating the noodles, and setting them on the table, you noticed that yeonjun still hadn't woken up. did he not sleep at all last night? honestly, it was possible. he didn't sleep very well, unlike his assumption, no thanks to the overwhelming smell of you. by now, it was 5:42. damn, that took longer than i thought it would. oh well. you decided to let him sleep for a little while longer, and finished your own serving, before grabbing a little bit more (a/n: eat your meals!!). now, it was 6:08. you walked back up the stairs, and yeonjun was still there. sleeping. like an angel. messy black hair over his eyes, fucking pretty boy. you tapped on his shoulder lightly, trying not to startle him. he peeked one eye open and hummed a little in acknowledgement of your presence,

"junnie, i made dinner, you want some?" you said softly,

"hm? oh yeah, sorry," he sat up, rubbing his eyes, before looking around for his glasses, then putting them on once he noticed where they were. he loved the fact that you took the time to take them off for him,

"no it's okay! i wanted to let you sleep longer but i don't want the food to get cold," you said, yeonjun nodding along as he followed you downstairs, mouth watering at the sight,

"y/n you really didn't have to you've already done so much," he said right before starting to eat, eyes widening at the flavor before hastily eating more,

"slow down! i don't want you to choke, and seriously don't worry about it, it helped me clean out my fridge so it's a win-win," you shrugged, before gently patting him on the back, receiving a small nod as he returned to a normal eating pace,

"its really good," he mumbled out, mouth muffled by food just as yours was that same morning, making you laugh softly,

"thanks junnie," you smiled at him too,

"maybe we should open a restaurant together, we'd make a shit ton of money," yeonjun chewed, looking at you with his pretty eyes, making you laugh softly again,

"sure. if all else fails, your the first person i'm calling. then, we get rich," yeonjun wished you would call him regardless, but that's a worry for another time. soon, he finished, and just as you did, he had a little bit more, finishing what was left in the wok. of course, he also insisted that he wash the dishes this time, trying his best to repay you for what you've done. you argued that you didn't need to be repaid, and that it was something you would've done either way. he blushed at that statement, how could you treat him so well? he finally gave up with a series of okay's and set all the dishes on the drying rack, drying the wok manually and opening the cabinet under your stove and putting it back with the rest of the pots and pans. and he knows where to put stuff? i am not the strongest soldier. to your dismay, he soon said,

"y/n i really should get going i don't need to have you do more stuff for me," he wished he didn't say that either, god did he want to live here with you forever, but he really needs to maintain his image, and seem like a normal guy who stayed over at his best friend's house who he's not absolutely in love with because of a fortunate unfortunate storm. but of course, you couldn't make him stay (you could), so you sighed, said okay, and went up to grab his stuff. you soon came down with his clothes and the toothbrush he used last night all in a bag. he thanked you again, before putting his shoes on and heading out the door,

"bye junnie! see you monday!" you smiled and waved at him, yeonjun shooting you a smile as well and returning your wave, and when you closed your door, you leaned your head against it. desperately wishing monday would come, missing him already. so, you decide to text him like any other normal person would.

y/n:

miss u already junnie <;/3 seen 6:53 pm

junnie!!

aw i miss u too y/n :( seen 6:54 pm

junnie!!

dw i'll see u super soon <;33 seen 6:54 pm

y/n:

i hope so, my house is so quiet without u :(( seen 6:55 pm

junnie!!

it's gonna be ok! monday will come before you know it! don't sleep too late ok? seen 6:55 pm

y/n:

thanks junnie, u too! see u monday :) seen 6:56 pm

you smile wide, kicking your feet as he hearted your message. you really couldn't wait until you saw your pretty boy again.

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yeonjun was right. monday really did come before you knew it. sunday slipped by so quickly, filled with excitement at seeing him again. you met at your usual spot, right between your lockers, with you holding your project, making sure both of your names were on the attached rubric and on the back of the project itself. you had to hold yourself back from giving him the biggest, tightest hug ever, to both of your disappointment. school that day went by quickly too, filled with you two laughing and having conversations with each other as much as you could, whether it was during your shared classes, lunch, or passing time. of course, you both also stressed together about upcoming finals, but ended with hyping each other up about how you're both absolute geniuses and you'll pass easily as long as you study together. easy. no problem right? and right after finals was homecoming, and yeonjun really wanted to be your date. neither of you really gave a shit about the parade nor the football game, since it didn't fit either of your interests, which was fine. more time to hang out. once the school day was over you met at the library, wanting to study together for finals for the extra 2 hours the school kept it open for students,

"hey junnie! got everything you need?" you smile at him, holding your books and all your other materials. he nodded, smiling at you, walking with you in step as you two headed to the library. you headed in, then found a spot surrounded by books where there weren't too many people, and sat down. you opened the first textbook and started to quiz each other. after making sure that both of you were proficient on that topic, you moved on to the next section. this cycle of events continued for the entirety of the two hours you were allowed to stay in the school after all classes had ended. as you two said goodbye to the librarian, you started laughing as yeonjun made a joke. the librarian smiled at the sight of you two, muttering “to be young and in love”. yeonjun heard this, and so did you, making you two laugh just a bit harder, with neither of you noticing why. today was a great day, filled with laughter, studying, and smiles as your favorite pretty boy made it all so much better.

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fuck. the day before..finals. you had no idea how the three weeks had passed by so quickly, but it was all the same. thankfully, you and yeonjun studied plenty every day. this time you went over to his place, textbooks, reviews, and notes scattered all over the floor as you prepared like hell. you also made flashcards for both of you, studying terminologies, formulas, and other basic questions on the exam. several of your teachers had also passed out reviews that were practice tests, which helped both of you a bunch. several hours had already gone by, and you were getting tired,

"junnie, it's like 7 i think we've studied enough for today. we started at like 2 didn't we?" you yawned, rubbing your eyes that had been reading for the past 5 hours,

"i guess so, yeah. sure we can stop. i think we're both ready anyway," he laughed softly, finding your yawn so cute. he starts to clean everything up, separating which stuff is his and what isn't. he still had those trinkets he'd stolen from you a week prior, they were hiding in his nightstand drawer, waiting for him to take them out like every night, to fiddle and examine them. there was no real reason he did this, by now he'd already memorized every little thing about them, but he did it every night like a ritual because they were yours. well. originally. he always made sure to give them a goodnight kiss before he went to sleep. he might give them back, but only if you asked. yeonjun had spaced out now, thinking about exactly that,

"hey. jun?" you waved a hand in his face, and he blinked his pretty eyes once, his glasses falling down the bridge of his nose, making him scrunch his nose for a quick second which was fucking adorable,

"yeah? sorry i zoned out for a second," yeonjun blushed softly, wishing he'd taken your hand and kissed it like he's always wanted to,

"i know," you laughed briefly, "want me to make something? i'm getting kinda hungry,"

"me too but you don't have to cook," he quickly pushed you back down on the floor gently, insisting that he cook for you. you smiled at his eagerness and didn't budge. the moment he got to his kitchen though, he wished he'd taken you with him. you were still in the same house but he already missed you. your laugh, your hair, your face, your lips, everything. you missed him too, you always missed your favorite pretty boy. you decided to go back on your word, and go down the stairs. thankfully he wouldn't be mad about that, smiling when he saw your face, "what'd you come down for?"

"got bored, missed you," you returned his smile, being totally honest,

"really? i'm gone for not even 5 minutes and you already miss me?" he raised an eyebrow, slightly smirking as he focuses on cooking dinner,

"mhmmm," you hummed, making yeonjun smile even wider, grinning at how much he affected you. soon, he finished cooking and set both of your plates on the counter, not bothering to take them to the dining table. you two ate happily, chatting away and making jokes. if someone saw you, they'd probably assume you were a couple. which honestly, was true. you two were pretty much a couple, minus the pet names, the kissing, and hand holding. your hangouts and study sessions would fit as dates pretty well, you often shared deep conversations about the most random things, and you both spent basically all of your time together. yeonjun loved that about your friendship, he could wait a little bit longer than he already has to finally be able to call you his, hold your hand, and kiss you. of course, you took a half-step forward for the both of you when you thanked him for the meal, gathered your stuff, and gave him a kiss on the cheek when you walked out his door, asking him to text you when he's free. he blushed so hard the moment your pretty lips made contact with his face, stuttering out an "okay", you found him so fucking cute. when you got home, you two texted for hours. up until you had to unwillingly urge him to sleep because you two needed to sleep well to do well on the finals. he gave in, but only after you said no to his pleas multiple times to stay up a little while longer (he just missed you too much). that night, he kissed your his little trinkets an extra few times, hugging his pillow, desperately wishing for it to be you someday.

---

when both of you woke up, you grumbled about finals and ended up texting to complain to each other the whole time as you two got ready. you surprised him by showing up at his door to walk to school together. he was so excited when he peeked through the curtains and saw you approaching through his bedroom window, rushing to finish getting ready to meet you. as he locked his door and you started walking together, falling in step, he was so close to grabbing your hand and kissing your knuckles like he always wanted. if he did, you obviously wouldn't complain, the entire time, you wanted to pin him against a nearby wall and make out with him until sunset, and his messy hair slightly covering his eyes didn't help. and the glasses? oh my god you swore he did that just to torture you, his pretty lips glossed over by his tongue as he talked to you, absolutely no words making it through your ears to be processed by your brain since it was all filled with yeonjun yeonjun yeonjun. he had to wave a hand in your face to get you to zone back in because all you were doing was staring into his eyes as he rambled about physics, which he found an understandable topic to space out about. but what really got him was that you decided to space out..staring at him. out of all things, even if it was an accident (it wasn't), the chances were slim, but you still zoned out on him. god, he loved you, if only he'd say it out loud so you could say it too and the two of you would be happy for the rest of your lives together. when you arrived at school, both of you were disappointed that your conversation had to end, but you promised to sit together for lunch (you didn't need to promise, you always did regardless) and dread all the exams, the horrible teachers, and your shitty classmates. thankfully, time passed by quickly and you two were freed from the binds of hell school once again,

"junnie! how'd you do?" you ran up to him, gently touching his arm, making him stumble on his words,

"i did g-good, what about y-you?"

"me too! i think our studying really paid off," and you just had to squeeze his arm as you finished your sentence, making him have to stifle a whimper at the feeling of your perfect fingers around his bicep, the ones that he's worked on just for you. at this point, everything he did was for you. studying, doing his work, hell even breathing, eating, sleeping, drinking was all for you. he knew that you'd want him to, regardless if you explicitly said it or not,

"yeah, i t-think so too," he smiled so brightly at you, so happy to finally be done with finals, excited to take you to homecoming, "oh yeah, you wanna come to homecoming with me? unless you already have someone,"

"of course i don't, why would i need someone else when i have you?" you smile back at him, your words making his stomach do so many flips and his heart go completely arrhythmic from skipping so many beats, all he could do was just blush softly and continue to smile so prettily at you. as you walked out together, easily starting to make conversation again, you couldn't stop smiling due to the fact that yeonjun was one step closer to being yours forever.

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oh my god oh my god oh. my. god. homecoming was in 2 hours and you haven't started getting ready. you checked the time, and jumped out of bed, scrambling to pick out your outfit before running to take a shower, almost slipping in the process. you slid out of the bathroom after doing your skincare and drying your hair, and you noticed you still had an hour and a half. plenty of time, right? that's what you told yourself, as you collapsed on your bed for a bit, letting yourself sink into the comforter. that was, until you heard your phone buzz on your nightstand, and you smacked your hand around until you found it, staring at the screen until you noticed it was a text from yeonjun.

junnie!:

is it ok if i come over a little early? maybe at 7:15 or so? u still get 45-ish minutes to get ready :) seen 6:34 pm

y/n:

yeah sure! i'll let u know if u can come earlier seen 6:34 pm

junnie!:

okay! see u soon :) seen 6:34 pm

you smiled to yourself as you hearted his message, eager to have him come over as soon as possible. you focused on getting ready, putting your outfit on, making sure there wasn't anything wrong with the ensemble, quickly texting yeonjun to come over now. you finished getting ready by spritzing your favorite perfume on to top off everything, and right when you put the bottle down, yeonjun arrived. when you opened the door, he choked on his own breath,

"wow, you..you..wow," he was at a loss for words, making you laugh softly, beckoning him in. you felt your body melt when you fully took him in, holy shit. his hair was neat yet messy at the same time, and him in a suit? you were hooked, wanting to take him right then and there. you also notice him linger his gaze on you just the slightest bit longer than someone normally would, he really seemed to like how you looked,

"you don't look so bad yourself," you smiled, making his cheeks flush as he mumbled out a 'thank you', quickly rubbing his nose to prevent him from letting anything inappropriate slip out (not that you would care). soon, it was time to leave, and you both opted to walk as always, only wanting to have more time together just by yourselves. once you arrived at the party, it was horrendous. people were already wasted, there were drink spills, pieces of clothing on the floor, and people were making out..everywhere. if only those people were you and yeonjun right now, but first you two headed to a quieter area, both picking up some mocktails since neither of you enjoyed actual alcohol. you two were just sipping away at your drinks, joking with each other like you always did. of course, at one point yeonjun had to go to the bathroom, and one guy that had his eye on you the entire time walked over, taking advantage of the opportunity that had been plated so nicely in front of him,

"hey, now that he's gone, can i get your number missy?" he seemed drunk, but could still barely pass as sober, not that it mattered, you already didn't like him regardless,

"no thank you," you politely refused, hoping that he would just take the hint, but due to the alcohol, something didn't click. he kept insisting that he could be better, and that'd he'd never leave you alone like this. of course, yeonjun saw, he saw it all the moment he left the bathroom, and had just been peeking from the sidelines during the whole encounter, seething with so much anger you could almost see steam coming off him. his breaking point was when he tried to touch you, trying to steal you away, from him. he easily, and quite elegantly slipped through the crowd, catching the guy's wrist as he tried to grab you and lead you away,

"she told you no didn't she? if you can't take the hint from her, take it from me. fuck off," that was probably the hottest thing you've ever seen him do. you could already feel your panties getting sticky at the sight of him leaning down to match the guy's level, spitting insults about how he could never be enough for you, how he wasn't even close to your height, and that he couldn't provide for you like he could. like..he could. like he could. those three words confirmed everything you've been speculating about ever since you started talking to each other. now, with this newfound conclusion, you couldn't hold yourself back any longer. the moment the guy scurried away you got up, and as he turned to you, you gently took his face in your hands and kissed him. it was so much better than he imagined, him putting his pretty hands on your waist, pulling you closer. he immediately gave in when you nibbled on his lower lip, opening his mouth just for you. the way he gave you control without hesitation was one of the cutest things about him, and that only made your panties even more soaked,

"let's leave, yeah?" you said against his lips as you pressed small kisses on them, him nodding eagerly, so happy you feel the same way he does. you led him out of the party, and walked home together, holding hands and pressing kisses on each other's face,

"how long, junnie?" you asked, tone quiet, your eyes loving as you looked at him,

"honestly? the moment you sat next to me," he sheepishly said, looking down at the ground, blush tinting his pretty face,

"junnie don't be embarrassed, not gonna lie i started liking you around then too," which made him perk up, letting out the cutest 'really?' which you laughed at softly and pressed another kiss to the corner of his mouth, "really," making him give u the biggest, prettiest smile you've ever seen. he was so giddy for the rest of the way back, practically bouncing with happiness, he was just so relieved to finally know. once you reached your house, you both really, really let go. the moment the door was shut you two threw off your shoes, and made out all the way up to your room, you ending up straddling him on your bed, "you good to continue junnie?"

"mhm, i am," he nodded eagerly against your lips, never wanting to seperate from them, and you felt the same,

"good boy," you smiled against his lips, making his fingers squeeze your own slightly, clearly happy you thought so well of him,

"mph, mommy," yeonjun mumbled against your lips as you made out, grabbing your attention with the name, and making you pause,

"yes junnie?" you pressed soft kisses into his jaw,

"can i um," he trailed off, blushing out of embarrassment,

"don't get distracted pretty boy, tell me what you want," this time you took his hand and pressed kisses all over, making him groan,

"please, please let me eat you out, i've wanted to for so long," he whined out, now grabbing at your arm and pawing at your chest, making you smile, leaning down to kiss him again,

"of course, anything for you baby," you kissed his forehead as you said that, making yeonjun almost jump up in excitement, but remembering you were still on top of him, he let you shift off and he eagerly tugged his and your clothes off, forming a pile on the floor. the first thing he focused on was your boobs, latching his mouth onto one, kneading the other. the feeling of his tongue on your nipple made you groan out, running your fingers through his hair as he made eye contact with you, he was just so pretty. he moaned against you at the feeling of your nails lightly scratching at his scalp and brushing through his soft hair, making you jolt. it caught you by surprise when he reached down towards your cunt, mumbling a "this ok?" and only continuing once you gave him a verbal "yes", sliding two of his perfect fingers into you, your slick making it easy,

"sorry mommy, wanna eat you out after you cum," he peppered kisses all over your chest before latching back onto your nipple, you petting his hair briefly to let him know it was no big deal,

"'s okay kitty, no worries. you're making mommy feel so good, yeah? being a good boy for me?"

"mhm mhm," he nodded vigorously against your chest, you laughing breathily, muttering a "so cute", loving how quickly he slid into subspace for you. soon, he added a third, then a fourth. the stretch was delicious, he was so good, so good for you,

"junnie, you're so good at this," you laughed softly as he moved up to kiss you,

"really? i thought i would be doing horribly," he mumbled against your neck as he stilled his hand for a moment,

"why would you think that kitty?" you held his face as he looked up at you, melting into your touch,

"cuz this is my..first," he said the last word much quieter, and you almost didn't catch what he said,

"really? why didn't you tell me junnie," you brushed some stray hairs out of his pretty face as he nuzzled into your neck to hide his face, flushed red,

"i didn't know if you'd think i was weird for that, there was a couple times where i almost lost it, but i wanted to save myself for you. i only wanted to be yours, wanted to be good f'you" he pouted up at you when you moved his face out of your neck, yelping when you harshly pulled him up to you, kissing him hard, but easing down quickly so you wouldn't hurt him,

"i'd never think of you like that, junnie that's probably the sweetest thing i've ever heard. 'm sorry you had to wait so long," he smiled at your words, and smiled even wider when you kissed his nose, but then shuffled down, and pulled his fingers out,

"it's okay mommy, i would've waited as long as you needed me to," that statement made your heart swell, and then he kissed your thighs while apologizing for changing his mind again about what he wanted to do, but, of course, you told him it was okay. how could you be mad at him when he looked so pretty? with his lips covered in your juices already, going down on you like a madman, his long hair disheveled and messy, you almost came at the sight. when he spread your pussy lips wider with his thumbs and shook his head to get even deeper, it didn't take very long for you to figure out where he'd learned all this from (porn.) just so he could be prepared for the possibility of getting to be in the exact scenario he was in right now. he really was your good boy, wasn't he? learning all this just for you, just so he could be your favorite kitty. that made you so happy, hell, made you love him more, something you didn't think could happen. you felt yourself get closer and closer to cumming as he continued to lap at you and rub your clit with his nose. what sent you tumbling over the edge was when he moaned, loud. at first, you didn't know why, but then you felt yourself tugging at his hair, pulling him even deeper into you, the knot finally snapping, and a warm wave of pleasure washed over you. you let go of his hair, and rubbed the area softly as an apology. once your cum seeped out, he made sure not to waste any of it. once he finished,

"mommy, i really liked when you pulled on my hair, do it again please," he whispered, lips slightly parted and glistening in the moonlight, making you bite back a moan,

"of course baby," you caressed his cheek, him leaning into you as he pressed more kisses into your thighs. you pat your stomach softly, gesturing him to come over, "take your boxers off junnie," which he complied to without hesitation, now sitting completely bare in front of you, as you were to him. small beads of precum had already begun to slide down his pretty dick, dripping off his thighs onto your own. now that you'd sat yourself up more to be more comfortable, you pulled him into yet another kiss, this one soft, loving. although, halfway through, you wrapped your hand around his dick, slowly pumping, "still good junnie?"

"yes mommy," he nodded, "feels good,"

"yeah? you like this? tell me junnie, what were you thinking about that first night when you stayed the night?"

"w-what?" yeonjun blushed, hard. even though he'd thought to himself about possibly telling you if the time came, he had no idea that you were actually awake the whole time,

"you heard me baby, answer my question," you picked up the pace, pumping quicker and squeezing more, making his hips jerk,

"mommy, i-i'm sorry, your shirt just smelled so much like you, i couldn't s-stop myself," he whimpered when you pumped even faster, tears starting to flow down his face at the feeling, his tip red and angry, precum still dribbling down and pooling at your stomach,

"hmm, my junnie's a little pervert, isn't he? couldn't stop himself from beating his own dick like a whore cuz he wore my shirt?" now your pace was almost torturous, yeonjun whining almost every second, increasing in volume as well,

"y-yes mommy, i'm a pervert only for you. i'm y-your whore," yeonjun whimpered out, his hips bucking up into your hand as you kissed his tears away,

"mhm, you are, pretty boy," you leaned forward and bit down on his collarbone, lightly sinking your teeth into his pretty skin and leaving a red mark. you continued to leave behind countless hickeys and love bites on his neck, kissing them all afterward,

"s-so close mommy, kitty's so close," yeonjun mumbled out, hips still jerking,

"it's ok babyboy, let go i'm here," almost as if on command, he cummed all over your hand as he cried into your shoulder out of pleasure, legs shaking. you dramatically slowed down to help him ride out his orgasm still letting out small spurts of cum, "junnie you okay?" yeonjun let out small sniffles as he nodded into your shoulder, nose red as you held his face again, "i need a verbal yes, kitty,"

"yes, mommy, i'm okay. thank you," he kissed you, tear stains on his cheeks,

"good boy, wanna keep going or stop for tonight?" once you finished your question yeonjun let out a small yawn, making you smile and kiss his nose,

"can we sleep, please? we still have tomorrow, and all the other days," he looked up at you innocently, but what you saw was far from it. hair tousled, lips swollen, neck and chest littered with red marks, it was something you'd never get tired of seeing. you pressed several more kisses on his forehead, brushed his hair with your fingers, and led him to your bathroom to clean up. you turned on the shower, yeonjun leaning on you the entire time, yawning as you tested the temperature. once you concluded that the heat level was okay, and got in. he began to doze off on your shoulder as you washed his hair, waking up when you turned the water off and started to dry him gently. he giggled as you rubbed moisturizer into his skin, mumbling about how well you took care of him, and how much he loved you. you kissed his damp hair when you heard him say that, whispering "i love you too junnie" when you put another one of your shirts on him, put his boxers back on, slipped into pajamas yourself, and brought him to bed. with your favorite pretty boy fast asleep on your chest, you could happily sleep yourself.

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