This Was So Good

this was so good 😲

sum ⨾ Being the all star student you were, you get assigned to tutor the all time delinquent. Lee Heeseung. He clearly isn’t going to change anytime soon. So instead of wasting his time with you, he decides to tutor you about other things.

includes ⨾ delinquent!heeseung x inexperienced!reader, smut, teasing, virginity loss, fingering, size kink, dirty talk, explicit words, squirting, strangers to lovers?

wc ⨾ 4k

You were everyone’s role model, people never knew if they wanted to be you or be with you. You were smart, incredibly pretty and respectful. It didn’t help that you could pick up any hobby and perfect it like it was nothing.

Your parents loved you endlessly and to be honest without them you probably wouldn’t have gotten so far. So it was no wonder as to why your teacher would assign you as a tutor for Lee Heeseung.

The boy was intimidating and scary. He was failing all his classes and beat up boys that thought it was fun to bully other people. So he wasn’t entirely bad right? Although your guys first time meeting each other was coincidentally the day before you got assigned as his tutor.

It was the end of the school day and it was your turn to take out the trash. You huffed as you trudged down the stairs, a pout on your lips as you carried the trash out to the back of the school. Of course, not paying attention to your surroundings, you bumped into him. He grunted as you fell to the ground, dropping the trash bag.

You heard him sigh as he turned around and you slowly looked up at him. He was smoking a cigarette, a little bit of blood on the corner of his mouth. He had an eyebrow piercing and his ears adorned piercings as well. All the rumors about the boy were true, he was indeed intimidating. Yet you couldn’t pass up on the fact the boy had such pretty eyes.

He truly resembled a deer with his soft button nose and big round eyes. His hands were bruised up and in the distance, there were more boys, however you could see how one was unconscious, clearly beaten to a pulp, you gulped.

“What’s the all star student doing all the way over here huh?” He smiles, his pearly whites on full display as he stomps out his cigarette. His hands rest on his knees as he bends down to look at you.

“Um I’m here to throw away the trash.” You say timidly, not being able to match his intense stare.

“Look at you take care of the school, such a good girl yea?” He laughs, offering a hand for you to grab. You blink at him and then his hand, with a little hesitation you grasp it. He pulls you up and grabs the trash bag for you.

“Here.” He hands the trash to you. You don’t miss the way his eyes rake up and down your body, easily towering over you. The edge of his tongue swipes at the corner of his mouth.

He moves aside and let’s you hurriedly throw away the trash as you rush back around the corner. He laughs in amusement as his hands move inside his pockets.

When you come to school the next day your teacher greets you.

“Good morning Y/n. If you could take a seat, I’d like to ask you for a favor.” You nod up at your teacher and he speaks. “I’m sure you know about your fellow classmate Heeseung, he’s falling behind on all his studies. Do you think you’d be able to tutor him and set him back on track?”

Almost if on cue he walks in, standing next to the teacher with a smile. He has a toothpick in his mouth as he waves at you, raising his brows. You’re a little skeptical but you agree nevertheless. As the teacher thanks you, Heesung walks over to you.

“So, when does our first lesson start?” He says, sitting in the desk behind you, he pops his chin on his hand. You glance at him and then back to your books.

“Today after school if you’re not busy.”

His smile widens, “Nope, m’all yours.” He almost purrs and you blush, once again not able to hold his stare.

When you trudge up to your house, you stop at the door turning around to him.

“Please be respectful, I’m doing you a favor so just do me one as well.” You peer up at him, he scans your features, liking the way your eyes looked so big and innocent. He obliged so you open the door.

“Hi honey! Oh—” She stands there shocked, blinking at the both of you.

“This is Heeseung, I’m gonna be tutoring him.” He bows, mumbling a small hi.

“Oh perfect! Well dinner will be ready soon.” She smiles at the both of you and you make it to your room.

Once he’s in you shut the door, placing your backpack on the ground.

“Turn around or something I’m gonna change.” You mumble and he grins.

“I can help~” You roll your eyes at his tone, throwing your uniform shirt at him.

Before he could pull it off and turn around you were already finished. You take a seat on the floor and look at a paper consisting his grades.

“Jeez you really are failing every class.” He leans back on his hands taking in your room. You slap his leg with a ruler making his brows furrow. “We can start with English first since it’s easy.”

The whole time you’re explaining stuff he isn’t even paying attention. Just muttering mhm’s and yup’s as he stares at you.

You sigh frustratedly, “Why are you not listening.” You glare at him and he bites his lip.

“Because my tutor is distracting.” He licks his lips, staring at your own.

“How!—”

“You got pretty lips you know that?” He mumbles, holding the same ruler under your chin.

You blush, your breath hitching. He leans in closer and you make no move to stop him, your eyes slowly closing. You gasp when your lips meet, he pushes aside your books and pulls you onto him.

Surprising you, you gasp again, he takes this opportunity to glide his tongue in your mouth, making you whine. One hand is on your hip and the other is tangled in your hair, his tongue tangles with yours.

It’s a messy makeout, already having saliva drip down the corner of your mouth he pulls away with a huge grin. Your hands are on his shoulders as you try to catch your breath.

“Fuck, you’re so beautiful.” But before he can continue, your mom calls out for you.

“Dinner is ready!” You throw yourself off of him, your cheeks hot and you blink between him and your books. He raises his brows at you and you huff, making sure you didn’t look weird, you leave your room.

Your eyes widen a little when you see your Dad seated at the dinner table you mentally prepare yourself.

Your dad’s brows immediately furrow at the sight of Heeseung. He bows at him however he’s still confused and mad.

“Who’s this.” Your dad grumbles as your mom served you all.

“My classmate, I’m tutoring him.” You both take a seat and Heeseung peers at your dad, seeming like he’s changed his demeanor.

“Your name?” Your dad locks eyes with him and he smiles.

“Lee Heeseung, sir.” He holds out his hand but your dad doesn’t shake it, making him pout a little as he retreats it back.

“So what is she teaching you.” He sounds almsot uninterested as he starts to eat.

“I’m failing all my classes, but English right now. It’s the easiest right?” He turns to you his eyes looking almost playful when he looks at you.

“Yea.” You mutter. Your dad scoffs at the point that he’s failing all his classes.

After that no words are spoken yet your dad says that it’s time for him to go home. So you rush to your room with him so he can grab “his things”. When he’s back in your room, he grabs your waist, kissing you again.

“Same time tomorrow?” He mutters against them and you’re dazed, not noticing yourself already nodding. “Great see you later, pretty.” He winks, leaving you speechless in your room.

Your dad eyes him as he leaves, Heesung bows to the both of your parents. Right when he shuts the door, your dad goes on a tangent on how he doesn’t like him, that he seems like bad news, Heesung grins, walking down your doorstep.

The next day at school, he’s waiting outside your class. Students give him weird looks as you both walk side by side each other.

“Your dad doesn’t like me.” He purses his lips and you eye him.

“Yea I know.”

“That’s to bad hm?” He looks down at you and you blink at him.

Once again your back home, yet this time your mom isn’t home. Which Heesung takes notice to very quickly. This time when you enter your room he sits on your bed, groaning he throws himself on it.

Your eyes narrow at him but you set up your books again, having a strong feeling you weren’t gonna need them.

“So what are we learning today teach’?” He smiles teasingly, you glare at him.

“Are you gonna pay attention this time.” He shrugs, that same playful glint in his eye again.

“Depends if I get bored or not.” He smiles, twirling your hair around his finger, you turn away hurriedly.

This time he actually does pay attention at least that’s what you think with the way he jotted down notes. But after a minute he places your pencil down, you notice this however you keep talking.

He scoots closer to you. His hand gliding up your bare leg. Your breath hitches as you stumble on your words.

“Keep talking, I’m listening.” He whispers in your ear. His hand slips past the waistband of your shorts, rubbing slow circles on your clothed clit. You moan, gripping his thigh.

“I can’t hear you.” You whine, trying to keep up your composure however his fingers are sliding your panties to the side, rubbing your slit.

A low moan leaves your mouth and you throw your head back, you don’t realize that he’s moved behind you. He lips move across your neck, biting and sucking bruises. Your breathing hard with your head thrown back on his shoulder and he coos at you.

“Feels good?” You nod immediately, another whine leaving you. “Let’s take these off?” He tugs at your shorts and you obediently rip both of them off, making him smile at your impatience. He pats his lap and you go back to sitting on his lap, he spreads your legs, not wasting anytime he pumps two fingers in you.

“Fuck, look at you suck my fingers in like a slut.” He laughs in your ear and your breath is hot against his neck and he shudders. You feel him harden underneath you, only making you more needier.

“Please Hee.” He bites his lip at the way you moan his name.

“You wanna cum?” You whine against his neck, your lips moving to place sloppy kisses on it. He hisses, speeding up his hand. Your hand moves up to grab at his neck, moaning louder.

“God, you’re so pretty like this, driving me crazy.” He whispers against your lips and then he’s kissing you.

He kisses you with so much force and need, his tongue exploring your mouth with ease. Your legs begin to shake against his, your moans being more frequent.

“Cum for me baby.” He mutters against your lips, he pulls your bottom lip with his teeth and at the same time, his other hand moves to flick your clit.

You still, your jaw dropping in a pornographic moan. Your nails dig into his neck and he groans, blowing his load in his pants. He smiles at the way your hips slowly buck due to your sensitivity.

“Such a good girl.” He whispers and you lean your head to the side.

“K-Kiss me, please Hee.”

Your mind is mush and he’s thankful for that so you don’t notice the blush that rises on his cheeks. His eyes soften and he’s moving a piece of hair out of your face, he smiles warmly and grants your request.

You could tell this kiss was different then any other kiss you two shared. It was softer, gentle, he didn’t move to shove his tongue in your mouth yet he let his lips linger.

You’re snapped out of your after high when you hear the front door open and shut. You gasp and quickly move to throw your panties and shorts back on.

All the while Heeseung stares at you, softly laughing. You shove his chest and he laughs harder. You bring your books and papers close to you, the same time the door opens.

You turn to see your dad glaring at Heesung. Heesung smiles, offering a small wave.

“This door stays open.” You nod and he’s walking down the hallway. Heesung looks at you with a grin and you’re shoving him again, a small smile rising on your face as well.

The weekend rolled around pretty fast and you found yourself, bored in your room. It was late already and you couldn’t stop thinking about Heesung.

What the hell were you guys? I mean you weren’t even friends to begin with but here he is doing all these things to you. You couldn’t ignore the fact that you had some sort of attraction for him, he was the first boy you’ve done anything with. He really didn’t seem bad like people made him out to be. Your cheeks heat up when a memory of his smile and laugh cross your mind. You cover your face with your hands, shaking your head.

As you’re about to shift around to get some sleep your hear a knock. You turn to your window and see Heesung, making your soul leave your body. You rush over to the window, hurriedly opening it.

“What the hell are you doing here!” You whisper shout, he leans up and places a peck on your lips, making you blush.

His doe eyes stare up at you, “I missed you, and I was bored so.” He shoves his hands in his hoodie pocket. “Are you gonna let me in? It’s kinda cold out here.” He sheepishly laughs, you move aside so he can climb in.

He’s in a black hoodie and baggy grey sweats, converse adorning his feet. His hair is a little messy and you noticed his knuckles are bruised. He smiles down at you and your brows furrow.

You grab his hands, trailing your fingertips along his knuckles. He blinks at you, butterflies swarming in his stomach.

You hear footsteps approaching and your eyes widen, you quickly shove him, signaling for him to go under your bed.

Your dad swings open the door, “You okay?” He asks in concern.

“Uh yea, just thought I heard something at my window.” You gulp. He walks over, peering outside. With a hum, he locks it and shuts your blinds.

“Alright, well goodnight love you.” You mumble it back, locking your door. Heesung giggles, as he slides out from underneath your bed.

You quickly shush him, “If my dad finds out your here, he’ll kill both of us! You know he doesn’t like you.” You scold him and he smirks. Moving over to mess with your tank top strap.

“Is it because you’re calling me daddy too?” He teases, and you glare at him.

“I don’t even call you that.”

“I bet I can make you.” He laughs and you roll your eyes.

“I doubt it, I hate that word.” You cross your arms.

He smiles, gliding his hand across your face, thumbing at your lip. You glance over to him, scanning his face. It’s quite but not awkward, you let him study your features because it gives you time do the same. He hums, a content smile etching on his face.

“What?” You frown, making his smile widen.

“You’re really beautiful.” You blush, averting your gaze from him. He pecks your cheek and you turn to him, your hands slide under his hoodie, only to find out he isn’t wearing a shirt.

His breath hitches at your cold hands resting against his warm body. And for the first time, your the one to kiss him. He smiles, quickly kissing you back. He backs up to sit on your bed, pulling you on top of him.

You climb on his lap, not breaking the kiss once. Your hands wander around his body, and you can feel his toned abs. He had a slim waist, urging you to glide your nails along it. He huffs, his hands move down to the bottom of your thighs, picking you up, he flips you over, placing you gently on the bed.

He moves himself between your legs, pressing his hard on against your clothed cunt. You whine, feeling how big he was. His eyes are filled with lust as he looks down at you. He moves to kiss you again but your hands on his shoulder stop him.

“Is something wrong?” He mumbles, and you gulp.

“Um, I’ve never gone this far before. I-I’m a virgin.” You avert your eyes and he blinks.

“Do you wanna keep going?” He asks and you nod slowly. “We don’t have to.” He whispers and you nod.

“I want to.” His face lights up, pecking your lips.

“It’s my first time too.”

You freeze for a second, that comment leaving your mind blank and butterflies rise in your stomach as he leaves pecks on your neck. You feel your core burn with need at the new information.

So you tug at his hoodie. He quickly takes it off tossing it behind him. Before he can kiss you, your hands on his chest stopping him as you admire his body. He did have a toned body, some bruises littered across it. Your hands hold his waist as you place pecks down from his stomach up his chest. His Addams apple bobs when you suck a bruise on his neck.

“Ive never touched you before.” You mumble against him and he sighs.

“You’ll have time for that later.” He whispers back, lightly pushing you down against the bed again. He slowly peels off your shirt just to find out you weren’t wearing a bra. He halts, looking up at you.

“I never wear one to bed.” You blush and he smiles, you help him take it off and his mouth is latching onto you what’s it out of the way. You breath shakily in his ear and it only spurs him on. “Hee, I need you.” You moan quietly, he releases your breast with a pop, smiling at the bruises that were scattered on your chest.

Before he can get rid of the rest of your clothes you stop him again. “Um, don’t you think the bed is gonna make noise?” You blink and he ponders.

“Yea you’re right.” So he helps you lay on the floor, he grabs a pillow and slips it under you, making you gaze up at him confusingly. “It’ll make you feel good, trust me.” He kisses you again, slowly taking off your shorts and panties. He looks down to see a skimpy black pair, making him grin. “It’s like you knew I was coming.” You blush and whine, wiggling your hips for him.

His thumb brushes your clit and you bite your lip. You watch as strips himself of his clothes, but before he’s pulling a condom out, tearing it open with his teeth. You stop him, grabbing his wrist.

“Can I put it on.” He could feel his cock twitch in his boxers as he nods. You tug down his boxers, and you’re met with his thick cock. Your mouth waters at the sight, before you slip the condom on you wrap your hand around him. He bites his lip, telling you to just slip it on.

So you do, achingly slow but you manage. Once you do he’s pushing you down again, position himself.

“I-It might sting, so just relax.” He holds the back of your thighs, pushing the tip inside your warm cunt. You gasp, slapping a hand over your mouth.

He squeezes his eyes shut, slowly fitting more of himself inside. His eyes open to watch you suck him and it almost has him cumming.

“Oh my god, you’re so tight and warm.” He blabbers, wrapping your legs around him, his hands shoot to your hips. You moan at the stretch, feeling so full with the way he opened you up. “Can I move?” You nod and he’s pulling back, slamming his hips against yours.

Your hand slips from your mouth, your eyes squeezing shut, his hand shoots to cover your mouth when you moan. He begins to rolls his hips against yours, already making you clench around him.

“Fuck, you’re already milking my cock.” He whines, throwing his head back. His words don’t quite meet your ears, all you can focus on was your orgasm already bubbling up.

“Harder.” You say breathlessly and he grunts, moving faster. He removes his hand from your mouth to replace it with his lips so it can join your hips. He fucks against you roughly as you whine in his mouth. “So good, gonna cum.” You moan, he bites your lip, feeling his own high reaching.

“Yea? Gonna cum for me like the good girl you are?” You nod, your own hips starting to buck in time with his thrusts.

“H-Heeseung.” Without warning, your head falls back, your cunny spasming around him. Your eyes roll back and your nails rake again his back. With the sensation of pain and the way you tighten around him has him thrown over the edge.

“Fuck fuck fuck.” He chants, his eyebrows pull together as he whimpers against your neck.

“To much, it’s to much.” You try to push him away and his hand comes up to shove his fingers in your mouth. Your legs shake as another orgasm hits you and your making a mess all over his dick and your carpet.

He moans, as the condom fills with his seed. As you try to catch your breath, he slips out his fingers from your mouth replacing it with his lips. You’re barely kissing him back, to fucked out to think properly. Your legs unfold from his waist as they shake.

When he pulls out he looks down to see your juices all over his thighs. He slips off the condom tying it and tossing it in your trash. You feel your body ache as your arm comes to rest over your eyes. He pulls on his boxers and sweats, trying to find something in your room to clean you with.

You hiss when you feel him clean you up. He slips a new pair of panties on you and his hoodie. He feels a little bad at your worn out state.

So he gently picks you up, placing you on the bed. He slips in with you and with whatever energy you have left you use it to crawl on top of him, clinging to him. You hug him close to you and he smiles, combing his hand through your hair. You lazily press kisses on his jaw, your breathing turning shallower by the second.

“Go to sleep, baby.” He mumbled against your hair. He waits until he knows your fast asleep, he slips from under you, careful not to wake you. He ends up stealing a t-shirt of yours since you were wearing his hoodie, also stealing the black panties you were wearing with a stupid grin.

He watches as you sleep peacefully, smiling at your pouted face. He leans down, moving a piece of hair out of your face. Smiling softly at you, he let’shis hand linger on your cheek, placing a peck on your forehead, he leaves.

When you wake up for school, you’re met with an empty bed and an ache between your legs. Yet when you look at the window there are flowers, that were obviously picked from bushes, on your window sill.

With a smile on your face, you open the window, holding them close to you. Maybe you and Heeseung weren’t that much different than you expected.

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KINKTOBER, october 20 — jungwon, phone sex

includes: phone sex with jungwon, jungwon x y/n

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while jungwon has been away on tour for a whole week now, he finally finds some free time before bed to call you. he had the hotel room to himself for an hour before any of the boys were going to be back, so he took the chance to call his girlfriend.

“won!” you excitedly say into your phone when you pick up his call.

“hi baby,” he smiles at the sound of your voice when he replies to you. “i’ve missed you,” he mumbles tiredly.

you can hear how tired he sounds which causes you to frown. “you’ll be back before you know it,” you encourage him through his journey of being away.

“two more weeks is so long though,” he whines.

something about his tired voice over the phone made you miss him even more. the things you wanted to do to him were unspeakable.

“i miss you so much,” jungwon says into the speaker, almost sounding seductive and you can’t tell if that’s what he meant to go for.

“how much?” you smile, closing your eyes while you wait for his response on the other side of the phone.

“you don’t even know… the things i’d do to you right now if you were here-” jungwons voice gets quieter near the end of his sentence. his hand is already squeezing his groin through his sweatpants which causes him to whimper a little.

“wanna explain it to me then?” you teasingly ask, your hand also making its way down your pants.

“someone’s horny,” jungwon softly chuckles into the mic making your heart skip a beat.

“i miss you, won- obviously i’m gonna be horny when you sound this hot through the phone.” your fingers glide up and down your wet folds, the sensitivity causing you to let out a moan at the end of your sentence.

“are you touching yourself?” he asks, his eyes closed as he imagines how you look right now.

“mhm…” you mumble.

“good, push a finger inside for me then.”

the way jungwon’s voice sounded right now was too much for you to control yourself. you obeyed and shivered at your own finger entering you. you imagined it being his, but your fingers weren’t as long as your boyfriends, whimpering and pushing a second finger in before he even asked.

you can hear jungwon heavily breathing on the other side of the line, realizing he was also touching himself. why wouldn’t he? — hearing his girlfriend touch herself to his voice — it didn’t take much to get him hard, especially when your voice is just too pretty to resist.

“god baby- i wanna be inside you so badly.” his hand moves quickly on his cock and you could swear you could hear how wet it is.

you moan at his words, arching your back while you try to push your fingers in even deeper. you missed how his cock filled you up. how it reached places your fingers can’t.

“fuck, jungwon- i don’t know if i can finish without you.” you’re frustrated at how your fingers aren’t enough.

“mhm? take your shirt off and rub one of your nipples. i know you like when i do that for you.” you think for a moment, deciding to give it a try. he continues to whisper little things into the mic telling you how much he misses you and how badly he wants to make you feel good. all his words only turn you on more, finally feeling like you’re getting closer.

jungwon rubs the tip of his cock with his palm, shivering as he lets out a loud moan. he quickly covers his mouth, embarrassed.

“god jungwon, someone’s gonna hear you,” you breathe heavily in between words, fucking yourself faster with your fingers.

“it’s fine… nobody’s here,” he moans as his hand moves faster. “can i cum? please.” his hips stutter.

“uh huh…” you moan quietly, hearing his loud moans through the phone as you hear him finish. jungwon squeezes his eyes shut and bites his lip to quiet his noises down but his cock just feels too good. the way jungwon cried out into the phone helped you reach your high. he encourages you as you cum, telling you how good you’re doing.

when you finally come back to your senses, you hear jungwon laugh. “you make me wanna fly home right now to come fuck you.”

“two more weeks, won.” you sigh.

“nah, i can’t wait that long. see you in the morning baby.

SO CUTIE OMG

pairing; anton x reader

genre; fluff, friends to lovers

warning; a little bit of cursing

note; i thought i should try to write about another member in riize than just wonbin, so here is my first anton story !! hope u guys like it :)

bound to happen

in which you go ice skating with your friends but it’s your first time so you’re struggling and falling a lot. one of your friends (anton) can‘t see you hurting yourself because it pains him, so he rushes over to help you…

“hey, don‘t leave me here alone,” you scream over to your friends who left you as soon as you all stepped on the ice. “oh, you will be fine,” sungchan screams while starting to skate backwards. of course he is good at ice skating, he is good at everything.

you try to step forward with one foot but your legs are shaking too much and you almost fall. it’s making you angry that you can‘t balance yourself.

people say that ice skating is easy if you can rollerblade, but why is it not working for you then? you loved rollerblading when you were a child. hell, you’d even consider yourself somewhat talented in it. angrily, you start rushing forward because you think that might help you find balance. obviously, it doesn’t. you just end up falling on the ground.

“*y/n*! are you okay? let me help you!” anton skates over to you. he has been observing you the whole time but he thought he should let you try ice skating out by yourself at first instead of directly approaching you to help. but seeing you fall down, it made him feel like he just fell down himself. it hurt him.

“thank you,” anton helps you up and you shake off the snow from your clothes. “no thanks needed. if you want, i can teach you how to ice skate,” anton offers with a shy smile, scratching the back of his head.

he‘s so adorable when he does that, you think.

“i would love that,” you smile at him. “but if you would rather go and have fun you shouldn’t waste your time with me.”

“being with you is never a waste of time,” anton shyly says. you can tell that he’s embarrassed by saying this so you just smile and nod, ignoring all the butterflies he has given you just now.

anton skates in front of you, softly grabs both of your hands and starts pulling you forward. it’s actually working, you’re actually moving. well, anton is pulling you so you’re not actually doing a lot by yourself, but still, at least you’re not falling down.

“wohooo, anton, i see you stepping up your game,” seunghan is skating so fast, he flashes past the two of you followed by sohee who’s grinning like crazy. anton rolls his eyes, acting unbothered but you can see that his cheeks are becoming even more red than they actually are (because of the cold).

after a few minutes of letting yourself get pulled by anton, you stop him. ”okay, i think i‘m ready to try it on my own.” “really? are you sure?” anton looks deep into your eyes and you can tell that he’s actually concerned. it makes you feel warm inside. he cares about me, you think.

“yes, i will give it a try.”

anton softly squeezes your hands before he lets you go. “you got this.”

falling in front of anton would be the most embarrassing thing ever so you’re really trying your hardest.. and it’s actually going well. you lift up your feet, one by one and after a few more minutes, you are actually sliding smoothly over the ice.

“oh my god, i did it!” you couldn’t be happier.

anton catches up with you, also having the biggest smile on his face. “you’re doing so well.”

“i learned from the best,” you say, grabbing after anton’s hand. it shocks him at first because he didn’t expect it, but he‘s fine with it.

anton would never have a problem with holding your hand. it’s what he has always wanted to do. it’s what he keeps wanting to do in the future, too.

“well, you weren’t so bad to begin with, you just needed a little help,” anton gives you an encouraging smile while the two of you slide over the ice together.

your other friends are watching you two intensely, knowing that this was bound to happen sooner or later.

anton and you were bound to happen.

shotaro and wonbin approach you two with the biggest grin on their face.

“so i guess anton finally had the guts to tell you that he likes you,” shotaro wiggles his eyebrows.

wait, what? anton likes me? you are surprised. in the best way possible.

“now we don‘t have to listen to him talk about how he should confess to you every second of the day,” wonbin somewhat sounds thankful to you when he says that.

“anton, why is your face so red? it’s not that cold,” shotaro asks, looking confused.

you look at anton whose face is almost as red as a tomato. you didn’t think that it was possible for a human to turn this red.

“wait a minute,” wonbin‘s eyes widen. it looks like a lightbulb lit up above his head. “he hasn’t told you yet, has he?”

you try not to laugh, because you’re actually finding this whole situation hilarious, knowing that anton probably wants to sink into the ground at this very moment.

“i would have if you two wouldn’t have interrupted us,” anton glares at them. he actually sounds mad. it’s the first time you hear him talk like that because usually he’s very soft-spoken and doesn’t get angry easily.

“holy shit,” shotaro joins wonbin in widening his eyes too. they look at each other, back to anton and you, and then again at each other. “we should go,” wonbin suggests and shotaro nods hysterically. “sorry anton,” they say in unison and seconds later, the two are nowhere to be seen within your sight.

you turn to anton, not letting go of his hand. he lowered his head, avoiding your gaze. you don’t want him to feel awkward so you give him a little squeeze, just like he did to you before.

anton can’t look you in the eyes though, he is totally embarrassed. he had his whole confession planned out in his head after discussing it with shotaro and wonbin for hours.. days even. he keeps asking himself why they’d destroy the plan after helping him come up with it. he knows they had no bad intentions, but still, it annoyed him.

it was actually anton’s idea to go ice skating. he knew that you didn’t know how to do it so he thought that it’s the perfect opportunity to spend more time with you. he strictly told the others that they‘re not allowed to help you because he wants to be the one to do so. he had planned to confess to you at the end of the day but well.. what did eunsok once tell him? plans are meant to go wrong.

“i feel the same way,” you say.

anton raises his head up super fast, not believing what you just said.

“what?”

“well, if what shotaro said is true, then i want you to know that i like you too.”

now, anton is surprised. he had hoped that you’d feel the same way, but actually hearing you say it catches him offguard.

“it’s true,” anton says, smiling at you.

“well, then just ask me out on a date already,” you pout which makes anton laugh.

“*y/n*, would you go out on a date with me?”

to tease him, you let go of his hand and skate away. not fast because you’re still not feeling too safe on the ice, but compared to how you were skating a while ago, you were doing way better.

you turn around to see anton standing at the same spot, looking perplexed, not knowing what to do.

“you have to catch me to get an answer,” you stick out your tongue towards him and start skating even further away.

it doesn’t take anton long to catch up with you though. obviously. he is the better (and much faster) skater between the two of you.

anton pulls you into his arms, his chin resting on your head (since he‘s way taller than you).

“got you,” he whispers. “what’s your answer?” he distances himself a little from you so now he can look down to you.

you decide that after this little chase, he deserves to hear the answer.

“yes, i would love to go on a date with you.”

anton doesn’t let you go. instead, he wraps his arms around you even more and you let him. because you feel safe. because being this close to him makes you feel things you’ve never felt before.

and it also makes you forget that you’re in the middle of the ice rink right now, your knees feeling weak because of anton. you fear that if he lets you go, you will fall down.

“just promise me you won’t let go,” you look up to him, noticing that his face is even more handsome this close up.

antons smile only grows bigger once he sees you looking at him.

“i would never,” he says, pulling you even closer, if that’s possible.