What Is He Trying To Do To Me?

What is he trying to do to me? 😩 🥵

And HOW does he MOVE LIKE THAT!?!🤨

NEW HAIR, WHO DIS?

park jisung x gn!reader

genre » fluff, crack, suggestive

warnings » suggestive!! reader makes a vv straightforward (sexual) comment, dreamies hear it, mentions/implications of a blowjob

wc » 888 words

a/n » i am obsessed with this hair color on jisung… i couldn’t help but write a quick lil sumthin’

jisung is definitely hiding something from you. he’s been acting. . . strange for the last few hours. you had called him earlier to confirm your afternoon plans together; the both of you were having a date-night-in. on the phone, he was excited. too excited. don’t get the wrong idea, jisung was always happy to see you and he never made you feel otherwise—but you can’t seem to shake the nerves. your boyfriend has something up his sleeve, for sure, but you were clueless as to what it could be.

a romantic, home-cooked meal? there’s no way. jisung doesn’t (and can’t) cook.

a gift? pft, yeah, right! jisung isn’t (and has never been) good at gifts.

you’re clueless. after some thought, you realized that maybe—just maybe—jisung is that excited to see you (yeah, no. something’s definitely up). of course you were extremely tempted to just ask him about your suspicions, but you knew your mischievous boyfriend would deny, deny, deny. so, you figured the next best thing was, to simply, wait. and you were done waiting.

so here you are, standing at the front entrance of jisung’s dorm. you eagerly knock on the door, too curious for your own good. jaemin answers the door with a smile, and it’s now you notice his change of hair—instead of the muted orange he’s had for awhile now, it’s replaced by a dirty blonde. you quickly make the effort to give him a friendly compliment, slipping your shoes off and heading further into the dorm where your boyfriend awaits.

you’re practically shaking in anticipation when you think about what’s to come. sure, you may sound crazy right now, but you know your boyfriend. you’re sure that he’s acting secretive—!

and now you know why he’s been acting so weird. park jisung, your best friend who you also call your boyfriend, is sporting a beautiful shade of bleach blonde, freshly dyed head of hair. your jaw practically drops to the floor in shock, staring at your boyfriend as if he has three heads. you constantly tell jisung that there’s not a single color nor hairstyle that he can’t pull off, and your words are always sincere. because it’s true, really. you don’t think jisung has the ability to have bad hair.

but, this? this is different. you don’t think you’ve ever seen him look so good, and it’s nearly driving you insane the longer you stare at him. is it wrong to say that he looks delicious? just. . . ready to be devoured by you? god, you have to get him alone. as soon as possible.

your silence seems to give your boyfriend the wrong impression, call for the short and quiet “well, do you like it?” escaping his lips as he nibbles on the inside of his cheek. the rest of his friends watch the scene in amusement. for a moment, you feel kind of bad—jisung seems nervous, and you realize that you haven’t even gotten the chance to look at everyone else’s new hair; your eyes are locked on jisung. you can’t feel bad for long, though, because jisung begins to blush. and when the red of his cheeks contrasts to the snowy color tones of his hair, you seem to shake out of your thoughts.

“do i like it? jisung, i love it! in fact, i love it so much that it’s really making me want to suck your dick, right now.”

you’re entirely too nonchalant with the way you speak. in fact, you’re so calm that the dreamies nearly miss your raunchy comment. if it wasn’t for jisung’s expression, they probably would’ve missed it, for real. the tall boy’s eyes are wide as saucers, his cheeks a blaring red—even moreso than before. jisung visibly gulps, clearly at a loss for words, alike the rest of his friends.

without a single word, you turn away and begin to walk towards jisung’s room. the look on his face is just priceless, and it’s giving you so much confidence, maybe too much; for what jisung knows how to handle, at least. you can’t help but smirk to yourself, taking one last glance over your shoulder and winking at your boyfriend. normally, jisung would cringe if he saw anyone else do that, especially in front of his friends. but you. . . you’re different. you make him feel different.

after a moment of comprehending what in the hell just happened, jisung realizes where he is. in the middle of the living room, his six best friends staring at him in shock. it’s funny, really. their expressions sorta remind him of your face when you first saw his hair. he feels his heart beating out of his chest, staring blankly at the six boys. it seems that all seven of them are just as absolutely speechless as the next one.

but no matter how much embarrassment jisung currently feels, there is no way in hell that any amount of embarrassment could make him pass up a blowjob from you.

jisung clears his throat, “well, i’m just gonna. . . y’know. . .” awkward as ever, jisung zooms past them with his head hung low, but the heat from his upper neck and cheeks is practically making them sweat. the youngest disappears down the hall, his bedroom door closing with a thud. there, in the living room, remains the six boys—stuck in a stunned silence.

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