I Do Not Need Anything As Much As I Need Him Inside Me Its Ridiculous

I do not need anything as much as I need him inside me it’s ridiculous

Channie

Please those eyes 😭

Jisung: Hey, Hyunjin, what do you think it would be like if we had kids? Hyunjin: What would it be like? Inconvenient, mostly. Jisung: No, I mean, what would they be like, the kids? You ever think about it? Hyunjin: Can't really say I have. Jisung: You know, for someone as eccentric as yourself, you can be boring as fuck sometimes. Hyunjin: Sorry, Jisung. For what it's worth, I'm picturing them now. A boy and a girl. Two perfect little freaks of nature raised by people who've clearly got no business bringin' up anybody.

when did this become a whorehouse

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231225 SBS Gayo Daejejeon | Red Carpet 🏆

Hey! If you have time: number 6 from the hurt/angst confession list with Bang Chan please ❤️

For this, I have made the time :) Please enjoy and let me know what you think!

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Prompt: "... This is why I knew I shouldn't have gotten close with you."

Word count: 1.3K

Chris started as a friend of a friend. Your best friend knew him in grade school, so when you met her in your first year of college, of course she introduced him to you. At first, nothing really happened. Anytime you two were together, she was also there. But you would never hang out with just him. That was not the nature of your relationship.

At first.

But then, you started needing what your mother could only call "a big strong boy" and he was the only guy you knew enough to ask for help. Plus you knew he was nothing short of a gentleman and would be more than willing to help, no matter what you meant to him.

It started when you needed help moving apartments. Your best friend asked Chris for help. And he was there on the day of move out, with a surprisingly large vehicle that you knew wasn't his and a hand truck to move large loads. He didn't complain at all when you asked him to move the car a minimum of four times. He didn't complain when you asked him to lift the boxes that you accidentally packed too heavy. He didn't complain when you insisted on double and triple-checking everything yourself. He didn't complain when you would reopen boxes, anxious that you didn't pack something. He didn't complain when your best friend had to leave and just the two of you were left. He quietly fulfilled your every command. You offered to buy him a meal as compensation, but he vehemently refused.

Then your car got a flat tire, and he was the only one in the area that could help. He answered your call with a "hey" and said nothing else except an "okay" when you asked him to come help you. He showed up a short time later, with a bottle of water and a granola bar for you before making light work of changing the tire. You offered to buy him a coffee as a thanks, and again, he refused.

Then your shower stopped working. The maintenance man at your apartment made you feel very uncomfortable so you called Chris. He came over to your place and sat with you while the maintenance man fixed your shower. He didn't say much, just sat with you on the couch and watched the movie you had playing. When the maintenance man left, he turned to you and said "I could have fixed your shower for you, you know."

You shrugged. "It's fine. I ask too much of you anyway. This was more fun."

"It was." And with that, he turned his eyes back to the television, grabbing a blanket to get more comfortable.

You watched three more movies together after that.

You began to feel more comfortable around him. You still kept asking him for help, maintaining a boundary, but your requests got easier. You would text and ask for small things like rides or missing recipe ingredients or even just company while you worked. With each request, you prepared yourself for a "no", but you never got one.

As your relationship grew, so did your feelings for him. Obviously, he was a very attractive man, but you found that his personality was even more so. He was kind and smart. He was considerate and funny. He was everything you could want. But you knew he didn't see you the same way. His short responses in every conversation you've ever had were evidence of that.

So when a guy you worked with asked you on a date, you said yes. Your best friend was over the moon when you told her. She began planning your outfit immediately, going so far as to buy you a new necklace that she claimed ties the whole outfit together. You got all dressed up and you were feeling yourself. You hadn't had this kind of confidence in what felt like years.

So imagine your heartbreak when your date never showed.

You'd never been stood up before. You had no idea what to do. You thought about calling your best friend, but you knew she would be livid and want to try and track him down. Which sounded like a problem for after you cried, showered, and slept at least 10 hours.

So you called Chris.

You cried and cried on the phone. He didn't say a single word until a few minutes later when he said "I'm outside" and then hung up. Sure enough, there he was. Sitting in his car. You slid into the passenger seat and he didn't say a word. He just handed you a hoodie and a bottle of water. Then he started the car and drove away.

After downing half the bottle of water, you start talking again. You're no longer crying. But your voice is shaking.

"Is there something wrong with me? Was this all just a joke to him? Did he do this to humiliate me? Because if so it worked. I was feeling so confident and now-" You paused. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't dump this on you. I'll be quiet now. I know that I annoy you. I'm just a friend of a friend you cannot seem to shake."

You didn't look at him.

If you did though, you might have seen how his grip on the wheel tightened. You might have been prepared for when he pulled the car over.

He put the car in park, took off his seatbelt, and turned to face you.

"Y/N"

You've never heard him sound like that. When you turned to look at him, he was fuming. You have never seen him that mad.

"You're right. You are just a friend of a friend. And you're right. I couldn't seem to shake you. No matter how hard I tried. No matter how much I denied your invites to coffee or food. And now here I fucking am."

If looks could kill, you'd be dead ten times over.

You cowered in your seat, tears filling your eyes.

"...this is why I knew I shouldn't have gotten close to you."

"What's that supposed to mean?" You squeaked out, not daring to look at him.

He let out a big sigh. "You were just a friend of a friend. Until you weren't. Until you were more. Then you were just a friend. Until you weren't. Until you were more." Your eyes shot up. "And now here I am, picking you up from a date where a sad excuse for a man who had the absolute gall to stand you up. Who caused you to ruin the makeup that I know you spent at least an hour perfecting. Who made you believe, even for a second, that you are less than perfect. Who missed out on a chance with you."

"Chris-"

"If I never got close to you, I never would have to see you witness this heartbreak. I wouldn't feel this anger for a man I've never met. I wouldn't have to navigate these feelings that I have for you."

"Chris-"

"Y/N you don't deserve this. You deserve the absolute best the world has. And I'm not saying that's me. But if you give me a chance, I will spend every day trying to bring myself closer to that bar. I can't do this anymore. I can't keep trying to push these feelings down. I can't keep acting like I'm not totally enamored with you."

You reached over and put your hand over his clenched fist. You flipped his hand over and spread his fingers out to relax his hand. Then you slipped your own in it.

"Chris. I like you too." You stared at your connected hands.

When you looked back into his eyes you only had a second to react before he launched over the center console and connected his lips with yours.

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