My New Neighbor Pt. 2

My New Neighbor Pt. 2

His hands are travelling up your body so slowly you almost want to scream. He looks you in your eyes as his right hand travels back down and into your panties. You moan as he starts rubbing right where you want him. As he speeds up, your breathing picks up and you squeeze your eyes shut. When you open them you’re laying by yourself, looking at the ceiling.

“Not again,” you groan covering your face.

All you can seem to think or dream about is Shownu and his stupid perfect face. These wet dreams are making it harder to act like a normal human being in front of him. Maybe if you really tried you could learn his schedule and just avoid him completely. After getting ready for work, you walk out the door at the exact same time as the last person you need to see.

“Goodmorning,” he waves.

You can already feel the mosit building up on your hands and all he did was say goodmorning. How embarrassing.

“Hello,” you say quietly while looking down.

You both walk to the elevators in silence. As you wait for one to come, you see Shownu from your peripheral looking at you. You can’t help but swallow and pull out your phone as a distraction. After entering the elevator you hear him call your name.

“Yes?”

He smirks, “Do I make you nervous?”

You open your mouth to say something, but all you can do is shake your head ‘no.’

He smiles wide, ”Liar.”

You look at him with wide eyes before the elevator dings and he walks out.

——

After work it was pouring outside. As you walked off the bus to start your short walk to your apartment building, it starts raining even harder so you began to run. When you get to your building you can’t find your key card to get in so you just start knocking hoping the front desk will recognize you. Finally one of the men from the desk comes to open the door.

“Miss, are you okay?” He asks clearly concerned.

“Yes,” you say, teeth chattering. “I j-just c-couldn’t find my key in that rain.”

He nods at you, still with a look of concern. You nod back and head to the elevators thinking about how nice a hot shower and hot chocolate would be. When you get to your door, you look in your bag for your keys. You don’t see them. You, being the dramatic person you are, dump your whole bag right there. Still no sign of them. You start to panic and check your pockets. You’re cold, wet, and now you’re locked out of your apartment. You only have one option left if you want to get any sleep tonight. You stuff everything back into your purse and turn to the door right across from yours. You knock very lightly, you doubt it was even heard. The door swings open and Shownu’s standing there in a t-shirt and boxers with wet hair, obviously fresh out of the shower.

“(Y/N), what happened?” He asks pulling you into his apartment urgently.

You quickly explain everything and by the end of your sentence you’re on the verge of tears. You were already so stressed, this is just making it worse. You start blushing and look down, too embarrassed to even ask what you want to ask. He clearly senses this.

“Hey, what is it?” He asks in the most softest voice tilting your head up.

“Can I use your shower?” You mumble. “And maybe get some dry clothes?” You instantly regret that last question because duh, he’s obviously going to give you dry clothes to change into. He smiles and nods and disappears into his room to get some clothes and a towel.

“The bathroom is the door at the end of the hall,” he says handing you the pile of clothes and a towel.

——

When you come out of the shower you give him your wet clothes to dry and just stand in the living room awkwardly.

“You can sit, you know,” he chuckles.

You do a small giggle too, laughing at yourself for being so weird, then take a seat on the sofa nearest to you. You’re wearing his big grey t-shirt and basketball shorts, it smells so much like him you dont ever want to take it off.

“Would you like something to eat or drink?” He calls from the kitchen.

Instead of yelling you decide to go to him. When you walk in he’s just standing there, wearing pants now, looking absolutey delicious. You can’t help yourself, you had to look at him from head to toe.

“Um..do you have hot chocolate?” You ask.

“I do,” he says and turns to a cabinet and starts preparing it. While it’s heating up in the microwave, he turns to you.

“Can I confess something?”

Your eyes widen and you lick your lips, “Sure.”

“You make me nervous too.”

You breath hitches. Just as you’re about to reply, the microwave beeps.

“Your hot chocolate is done!” He says a little too quick to change the subject.

——

You two had talked all night, just getting to know eachother.

“Wow I can’t believe it’s almost 1 am. Tine really does fly when you’re having a good time,” he says with a grin leaning back on the couch.

You smile back, but your mind is still stuck on his little confession. You have a little internal fight with yourself over whether or not you should toughen up and make the first move or keep being a chicken and miss this oppurtunity to kiss the lips you’ve been dreaming about for days. You feel a tap on your forehead,

“Hello, anybody in there?” He says to you laughing.

“Sorry I was just thinking,” you say looking at your fidgety hands.

“About what?” He tilts his head.

“How I could possibly make you nervous.”

He smiles and wraps his big hands around your fidgety ones,

“Can I kiss you?”

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My New Neighbor Pt. 1

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You grunt as you set down the last box in your new apartment. You finally got that promotion at work, which came with a huge bonus. Allowing you to buy a bigger, nicer apartment. Just when you were about to plop down on your couch, there's a knock on the door. You open the door groaning, but stopping when you notice how beautiful the man in front of you is. He waves, but you don't wave or say anything back. Now he's looking at you confused with eyebrows furrowed. You should probably say something.

"Um hello," he says waving his hand in front of you.

You feel your face get hot and stutter out an apology before greeting him back.

"I saw you drop this when you were coming out of the elevator," he says holding up your phone.

You knew it was your phone, but still felt the need to pat your pockets to be 100% sure.

"Oh! I didn't even know I dropped it." You grab it from him, "Thank you."

He looks you up and down shaking his head and turns to leave.

"Wait!" You called out to him. He turns around with his eyebrows raised. "I just moved in, I'm Y/N and you are?" You ask waiting for him to reply. He just chuckles and walks into his apartment across the hall from you. You shut the door and walk back to your couch, that was weird, you think to yourself.

--

It's been week since your encounter with him. You haven't ran into him once, but before you go to sleep at night your mind always wanders back to that day, to that face, that smile, his voice. You were just curious about one thing: why didn't he want to tell you his name?

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You sigh as you finally walk into your apartment complex after staying a few hours later at the office. You decide your building is clean enough for you to take off your pumps to let your aching feet breathe. You wave at the man at the front desk as you walk by. When you're on the elevator, you lean your head back as the doors begin to close.

"Hold it!"

You know that voice. You immediately, out of instinct, raise your head and put an arm between the doors to stop them. He jogs into the elevator. Once inside he leans against one wall and looks down at his phone, not even acknowledging you or even saying thanks. You clear your throat.

"Um, you're welcome Mr. No name," you say to him.

He looks up at you, "Oh, right, thanks," he replies and looks right back down.

You scoff, "What's with you? Are you, like, a criminal on the run or something?"

He looks up at you with wide eyes and burst out laughing. The elevator dings and the doors open.

"What?" He asks walking out with you right behind him.

"Why won't you tell me your name?"

He stops and turns to you, "Why is it so important?"

For a moment you don't say anything completely mesmerized by his face. He's chuckling again. God, what a beautiful sound. He's looking down and you remember you're barefoot.

"Long day?" He asks with his head tilted. You do a kind of embarrassed laugh and nod your head.

"You're cute," he says.

Your jaw drops. This God-like man thinks you're cute...you? You can't help but think, I can look better than this I swear. He pats you on the head and smiles, his eyes crinkling, then goes to unlock his door. After he's opened it, he turns to you,

"And I'm Shownu."