Liar

liar

pairing: bangchan x f! reader

rating: sfw

tags: sharing a bed, just pure softness, cuddling, best friends to lovers, pining, confessions, tired chan

wc: i'm too lazy to count but idk it's probably 2k 😭(I'm definitely wrong)

your doorbell rings when it's close to midnight, its sound reverberating through every corner of your little apartment. your socked feet carry you from bed to the door on autopilot. you weren't sleeping, but you were nearly there.

you open up your front door and off-white light from the hallway spills shamelessly into your dark living space. Chan stands there, bag slung lazily across his shoulder, eyes droopy with sleep.

"they borrowed my place for a party i don't wanna be at," he declares. "I'm sleeping here."

he walks in without waiting for an answer, wrapping you in a quick, one-armed hug for a greeting on his way. his bag finds its place on your couch. he switches a couple of lamps on here and there and fixes a photo frame on his way to your bathroom with a towel and some clothes in hand.

you kind of like how it's so natural for him to be at your place. like he belongs here. like he could live here.

you wished he would.

you lay back in bed, shifting to a side, leaving the rest of the space for Chan. ever since you first cuddled up with him a few months ago, it became an unspoken rule between you to always sleep cuddled up when alone.

it was one of the best parts of your friendship with him. you could abandon every care in the world when he was around and just be. He was always there- gentle, warm, protective, kind. everything you wished for in a man.

everything you can't have.

it had been weeks since you had gone to bed without thinking of him. even in the face of extreme exhaustion and no contact, Chan never failed to slip into your thoughts. he needed to compensate you for all the nights you couldn't sleep just because he did something adorable during the day and you wouldn't stop thinking about it.

he needed to apologize for every time you accidentally called one of your friends by his name, just because he wouldn't leave your head.

and he needed to desperately make up for nights like these. nights when he would touch you and let you touch him, but never enough. there was always a weighted, invisible boundary you hated with all your guts. a burning line you couldn't cross.

so, over the days, you had learned to make peace with what you got, no matter how little. you had learned to make the most of his arms around you, the firmness of his torso pressed to your back, the warmth of his breathing behind your ear, his occasional sleepy rambling.

sometimes he said your name.

before you knew it, the mattress dips beside you, the familiar scent of Chan's shampoo filling up your senses. you came alive a little.

his arm slips across your middle, pulling you as close as humanly possible into the abyss that was his warmth. you could spend an eternity here without a syllable of protest falling from your lips.

“i don’t have a shirt on, is that okay?” he mumbles into your hair.

more than okay, you wanted to say but for the sake of the friendship you had spent years building, you resorted to a small hum. he usually slept barely clothed, but when with you, he always asked. he made sure never to cross any lines. he was cautious, reserved. too far.

“is everything okay?” you ask. “you usually do not turn down a chance to party.”

you feel him move behind you, long fingers fiddling with the thin fabric of your t-shirt. he yawns like a puppy.

“i’d had a busy day,” he begins. “i needed some sleep and you know how bad i am at getting to sleep alone...”

his knuckle accidentally brushes your navel. you shiver.

“…besides you weren’t there. i’ve missed having you around y/n, now that i see it.”

your skin flushes hot, lips involuntarily swelling into a smile. you turn your face into your pillow, determined to bury your happiness into the fluff.

“i’ve missed you too,” you confess.

his blunt nails graze against your flesh again, and you wonder how much of it was accidental anymore. could Chan tell? did he know how down bad you were for him?

“liar,” he whispers, squeezing your body lightly into his own.

he liked to do that, you had noticed. almost as if finding a way to inch closer, as if making up for the fact that there would always be some molecular distance between you no matter what.

or maybe you were just reading too much into it.

you place a hand over his own, fingertips drawing subtle lines into his pale skin, tracing the veins you stared at shamelessly in broad daylight.

“you really think i’d lie to you?”

“you wouldn’t?” he asks.

you turned around, facing him. your hand settles on his bare chest. you could feel his heart beat beneath your touch.

“no,” you confirm. “never.”

he smiles, his hair getting into his eyes as he puts his forehead against yours.

“okayyy,” he giggles. “tell me something then, since you claim to not lie.”

your heart picks up pace, hammering beneath your chest, and you were half afraid Chan might hear it. you swallow thickly, a small lump forming in your throat.

“yeah?”

his gaze wraps over you like a veil, clouding everything else just enough that he is all you can see.

"do you like me?" he whispers.

the question drops in your heart and sinks into your gut. you've been caught, red-handed. but you were so careful, so vigilant, looking but never for too long, complimenting him but being careful not to flirt, telling him you love him when he needed to hear it but taking care to conceal the love you felt.

you want to play it cool. you're scared of how it's going to go.

"duh," you say. "of course i like you, why else would we be friends?"

he clicks his tongue, a soft laugh escaping his lips. he drops a light kiss on your forehead and you sigh.

"you're not that naive," he states. "come on, I'll wait for you."

you feel your cheeks heat up. it gets harder by the second to stay still, not with chan's fingers rubbing warmth into your back, his face so close you could steal a kiss. he was no fool. he never had been. who did you think you were hiding from?

"i..." you begin, your mouth drying up. "yeah."

you feel his marble fingers slip under your chin. pressure, soft but commanding, forced you to look at him.

"you what, sweetheart?"

the endearment sent you spiraling. you squeeze his muscled shoulder, fingers digging into flesh.

"don't be an ass," you say. "i'm not gonna say it."

he chuckles. you watch his gaze move across your face, settle on your lips, and then back to your eyes again. you didn't want to think ahead of yourself.

you didn't want to break your heart.

he leaned in, his arm circling around your waist, his mouth leaving a soft kiss to your temple. you could die like this and it wouldn't be so bad.

"please," he whispers. "you said you'd be honest."

and who were you to turn down chan with his gentle voice and sturdy hands and body warmth and huge heart and ---? you could go on forever.

you grind your teeth together unconsciously, draw in a deep breath, and sigh. he knows you're giving in.

"i do like you," you admit finally. "so much more than a friend."

his palm slides up your back and finds your hair, long fingers gripping them and pulling you in. he smiles when he kisses you- mouth tasting of cinnamon and longing and want.

"fucking finally," he breathes. "you've got no idea how long i've waited for this."

you melt into a caramel puddle in his hands. you lean in again, pressing your lips onto his like he'd disappear, like this is all you've got.

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synopsis: after falling out with your high school friends and transferring due to your break up with Jungkook, Jimin had become an almost immediate constant in your life. Your bleakest days were often colored by Jimin’s smile and unyielding energy. So how will your relationship change when pregnant cats, old flames and annoying guidance counselors come into play?

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Hei, may I ask Chan who’s obsessed with giving you hickeys?🙏🏻❤️

This ask was made so long ago, I'm not even sure if you still want it to be answered lmao. But that's me, I'm probably the slowest writer in the world. Not sure if this is what you wanted but this is what I came up with 😭 hope you like it, though.

My bestie @baby-yongbok wrote something in this format and I liked it, so I kinda tried it on here hehe

Chan has been obsessed with you since the first time he laid eyes on you. The way your skin looks so soft, so beautiful, he just wants to mark you.

Chan sneaks looks at you every chance he gets and when you dress on something with a low cleavage he just goes crazy with the thought of sucking on your skin.

Chan cages you against the kitchen counter one day, hands gripping the wood with his hands on each side of your body. He smirks when you stare at him with huge doe eyes, not really trying to get away.

Chan gets closer, leaning his face so close to yours that your lips almost touch. He brushes his lips on yours, trailing down till his are right on your neck.

Chan hears you murmur "Fuck", trembling as soon as his lips meets your skin. He lands a kiss in there, forming an "O" with his mouth and sucking on your neck.

Chan has awakened something inside of him now, the way you gasp feeling his lips on your skin, the way your hands go right into his shoulders, digging the skin with your nails, the way the purple-ish tone shows up slowly. It all just makes him go crazy right then and there.

Chan can't control himself after that, when you're close to him your scent just pulls him in and his mouth starts to move on its own. He unconsciously trails wet kisses down your neck, feeling the sweetness of your skin.

Chan just listens to his desires, It's natural to him to just bite you, feeling your cold skin warming up on his lips.

Chan doesn't think It's just a question of loving the feeling of you squirming beneath him every time he gives you a hickey, it's the fact that he's marking you.

Chan loves to see the red marks turning purple and them fading away in bluish traces of his love bites on you. He loves to see you walking around covered in them, he loves when people notice it and joke about it with you, he loves to make new ones over the ones that are disappearing.

Chan loves when you argue with him because you have to wear turtle neck shirts or scarves to work to cover his feats, teasing you about not wanting to show that you have a territorial boyfriend.

Chan just wants everyone to know you already have someone, that you're his.

needy | hhj (m.)

pairing: hyunjin x reader

summary: you didn't think teasing Hyunjin with your other fwb would turn him this needy.

rating & word count: 2k | 18+ (minors gtfo)

genre/au: smut, college!au, fwb!au, crack? lol

warnings/content: pining? hints of jealousy? dirty talk, penetrative sex (lowkey rough ngl), groping, teasing, breast play, marking,

a/n: happiest 24th to the love of my life and my main muse in skz! 230820 hyunjin haunted me so much that i dreamed of him last year so here we are. i never thought i'd post him first in this blog tbh so nice to meet y'all :)

“you’re busy?”

your lips fell into a frown after hearing that from your...whatever Hyunjin is to you. well, you should’ve expected that he could be busy when you visit. it’s technically your fault for showing up here in their dorms unannounced.

it just crossed your mind earlier to visit him today. no other reason at all.

“yeah, lowkey..” he sounds sorry, rubbing the back of his neck as he attempts to give you a rueful smile. 

you’re currently in his room, standing by the study table while he is organizing some art materials and books that he’s probably reading for one of his classes.

"hmm that's okay, i'll just head to jeno's then" you reassure him, fishing your phone to shoot your other friend Jeno a text.

as soon as Hyunjin heard the name, his regretful face changed into something else entirely. he knows Jeno from a couple of classes that they shared together since first year. and he unfortunately also knows how close the two of you are.

that’s why Hyunjin didn’t miss the kind of smile plastered on your pretty face right now. sitting down on his study chair, he watches your busy hands typing a response to whatever Jeno replied to you.

and you're stepping back slowly, away from him, to leave his room to go wherever your other fwb is.

"noooo"

you glance up from your phone after hearing that sound, raising your brows at Hyunjin. he’s making a grabby hand on his right while the other places the book he’s holding on the table. he looks adorable so you couldn’t help but take another step back just to tease him, enjoying how his pout went deeper.

being the natural tease that you are, you lift your tennis skort to keep your phone in your pocket, walking closer to Hyunjin with an amused smile. you had no plans to tease him but you couldn't placate the little pettiness bubbling in you.

resisting him's way more challenging though, especially when he's like this.

now it's indeed a mistake giving in to Hyunjin's adorable antics cause it gave him a chance to grab your whole body closer to him. he pulls you down to his lap, earning a surprise yelp from you but out of habit, your hands find themselves on his shoulders.

the two of you are staring at each other intently without saying anything. his hands though are comfortably holding your waist, a part of his habit of being the touchy person that he is.

you kinda have the same habit, your hands gradually moving to play around Hyunjin's long hair. you’d express how much you love his mullet the first time he had them, making use of it each time he eats you out.

it’s when he squeezes your waist that breaks your focus. there’s no pout on his gorgeous lips right now and before you could say something, one of his hands comes up to grab your face.

pulling you in for a kiss.

a somehow urgent one because his tongue prods your lips to open so you did. kissing Hyunjin’s been a favourite pastime of yours. sometimes you don’t even fuck and just make out when you meet up, something that’s probably not common in other people who are in the same case as you both.

your phone suddenly vibrates from your skort pocket, switching your attention to it. it’s probably Jeno so you should leave while you can. the brief making out should be enough for Hyunjin today.

but that seems to be not the case.

"hyune.." you start, attempting to concentrate despite feeling your body heating up as he continues pressing his lips on your jaw down to your neck after you break the kiss.

"hmm?" he mumbles against your skin, too busy sucking marks on your neck to pay attention to what you’re about to say.

"i-i need to leave..." a gasp escapes you, akin to a whine after his other arm pulls you in closer, causing your core to rub against his denim-clad crotch.

"after.." he whispers, lips moving down closer to your exposed chest.

both of Hyunjin’s hands are busy doing different things; one's stopping you from taking out your phone by palming your thighs and catching your hand to interlace it with his before bringing it back to his shoulders. the other is moving your hips back and forth so you end up grinding on him.

it’s like Hyunjin couldn’t hear you. all he’s thinking are ways to make you stay. he couldn’t possibly just let you leave with a simple kiss or makeout, he’s a better fwb than that. he can tell that whatever’s in that phone’s still in your mind but at least you're reciprocating, even rolling your hips against his hardening cock with bare guidance from his hands.

“but hyunjin..” he didn’t let you finish your sentence, immediately pulling down your top so he could have one of your tits in his mouth.

you thought that Hyunjin will treat them like usually does, sucking them gently while his hand does the same intensity with the squeezing. but today, he seemed determined, locking your shoulders as he alternates sucking your tits so you remained pliant.

this took you by surprise that you couldn’t help moaning his name and yelping when he bit your nipples. you have no idea what’s gotten into him. even when he’s needy, he’s never this rough but you’re liking it.

when Hyunjin was satisfied with playing with your tits, he hoists you up from his lap. you mindlessly follow, trying to remove your top but he beats you to it. he pushes you to his plush bed after, pouncing on you right away. after literally ripping the rest of your clothes off of your body, he gets rid of his except for his black tank top.

fully bare, you watch Hyunjin undress with awe. he’s too fucking gorgeous, with that thin necklace adorning his neck. your eyes miss the rings on his painted fingers too, catching your attention each time he pushes his long hair back.

his eyes are on you again, staring at your naked form like he can’t wait to devour you. feeling sexy at the way he stares, you spread your legs to let him see how wet you are because of him.

that's when you break Hyunjin's composure. without even bothering to remove this top, he suddenly grabs your legs as soon as he kneels on the bed. he looks down to check if you need any prepping, prodding his fingers at your soaking core.

“don’t need, just want you in me” you mewl, squirming at Hyunjin's touch.

“mhmm..only reason why you came here..”

even with the small pout returning to his handsome face, he doesn’t sound upset or anything, or at least you think he doesn't. he's gotten better at hiding his emotions from you these days but then it could be just a simple remark, which is true in the first place.

a moan slips from your lips when Hyunjin inserts one then two fingers to stretch you out a bit.

“n-no, that's not true ahh..” he tsks at your denial, deeming you ready for him so he lines himself up and pushes in you slowly while staring deeply at you again.

you're used to Hyunjin doing this as he's always been the type to look at you this way even if you're not fucking. but there's something in him today that you can't figure out so you feel slightly different receiving his stares.

deep grunts emit from Hyunjin, groaning at how tight you are around him. he couldn’t help but close his eyes in the process, leaning in for another kiss which you reciprocated with vigour. and once he feels you’ve adjusted, he leans back and gathers your legs together before pushing them against your chest.

his cock reaches you deeper this way, allowing you to feel every ridge of it rubbing against your sensitive walls. he’s way rougher in handling you, gripping your thighs tightly, those rings digging against your skin.

his thrusts are quite slow but he makes up for it by grinding and hitting your g-spot perfectly which sends your whole body into a frenzy. he's back to staring at you while he repeatedly hits them and you end up moaning so loud, earning a small smirk from him.

“fuck jinnie…”

you covered your mouth real quick, remembering Hyunjin's other friends staying in their rooms. he on the other hand, never bothered constraining his loud moans which surprised you. he doesn’t give a fuck, biting his lower lip and so engrossed in fucking you.

watching Hyunjin getting lost in pleasure with your pussy makes you giddy, clenching around his cock erratically and it's making him crazy.

"d-deep..hah"

you're getting overwhelmed with so much pleasure from everywhere but Hyunjin knows your body like you know his, parting your legs so he'd get closer to your face. he planted one hand beside your head for balance before leaning to kiss you again. his very soft lips, now swollen due to him keeping on biting them.

but then you release Hyunjin's lips after a while and he's sensing why.

"hyune..faster" you whine, sounding as needy as him.

“nooo, wanna stay longer inside you” he rasps by your ear, his breath hitting the shell which tickles you. all this is so new, him prolonging fucking you for whatever reason even knowing your lack of patience.

“don’t wanna leave this gdamn pussy till i fill it up” he whispers in between his grunts with the occasional whine which you reward him by pulling his hair. “many times..fuck, you’d like that right?”

all Hyunjin got from you were whiny "yeahs" and calls of his name. he's not faring well either, torn between wanting to just stay inside you or chase his peak and maybe fuck you again if you'll let him. but he can't leave you unsatisfied so he chooses the latter, making sure you finish first before him.

the two of you were so engrossed with each other that neither of you heard Changbin's steps before he barged in the door. his scream disrupts you both and Hyunjin immediately covers your body with his even when Changbin instantly turns his back while covering his eyes.

he quietly curses but you're just smiling, finding this hilarious because locking the doors slipped your and Hyunjin's minds earlier. it's not Changbin's fault that Hyunjin's bed is directly positioned in front of the doors.

"shit, my bad" he comments as he retreats but not without adding "you're sexy though" to your way before closing the door. it causes the man on top of you to whine in displeasure and you think he's about to cry. not only that he have to witness one of his friends see you naked but Changbin also complimented you although it's true.

you comfort him in return, carding your hands through his sweaty hair.

"hyune.." a small chuckle leaves you when he doesn't budge, replying only with a muffled grumble against your neck. he's hugging you tightly too, nuzzling his hair against your hold.

it's comforting, the way you both are entwined like this but your phone rings from somewhere, prompting you to release him. you tried to get out of Hyunjin's hold while he's whining, his cock slipping out from your used cunt but he eventually relents.

you reach for your skort from the bed, retrieving your phone from its pockets to message Jeno that you can’t make it anymore. well, you're definitely too tired to meet up with him later if Hyunjin fucks you again.

speaking of, the needy boy moves closer behind you, probably seeing who you're texting so of course, his hands are back on you.

“you up for more?” he’s now breathing heavily against your shoulders as he starts grinding his hard cock against your ass. you don't get how he's still so needy, kneading your tits right now while you're still on your phone.

wait, didn’t he say earlier that he’ll let you go after?

e/n: i meant to post a fic based on his recent song but that would probably be a longer one + warlock!hyune 💀. meanwhile, i already started this last year so might as well hehe

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