I-DAYS MILANO 2024 | STRAY KIDS - MANIAC | HYUNJIN

I-DAYS MILANO 2024 | STRAY KIDS - MANIAC | HYUNJIN ☆

Handled

Pairing: Bang Chan x Reader

Warning: Smutty Smut Smut [18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT]

Word Count: 1.6k

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“Baby?” Your boyfriend, Chan, calls from the living room. “Are you almost ready? We're gonna be late.” He calls out, chuckling.

“I think so!” You yell back. “Thoughts on this?” You ask, walking into the room wearing a tight black dress. Your boobs looked perfect in the dress, it hugged your curves in all the right spots and you looked absolutely phenomenal, but you knew better than to wear it on a night out with Chan. You had only wanted to see his reaction to the dress and it surely didn't disappoint.

“Wow.” He breathes, standing up from the couch to walk over to you. His eyes and hands roam your body, small whispering moans escaping from his lips as he spins you around.

“You like it?” You giggle, spinning around one more time.

“Like it? I love it.” He says. He can't keep his eyes or his hands off of you.

“Good to know.” You smile. “I'm gonna get dressed for real. Give me 5 minutes.” You say, kissing his cheek gently.

“What? No, you need to wear this.” He laughs. “You're not allowed to change.

“Chan, I can't wear this out with friends.” You say.

“You can.”

“Seriously? You know what's gonna happen? There's gonna be random guys making comments, and then you'll end up in a fight.”

He grins as he leans in, his lips brushing against your ear. “Wear it.” He whispers. “I can fight.”

“A little feisty tonight, are we?” You ask.

“For you? Always.” He says. “Let's go. I need to rub in the fact that I have the hottest girlfriend.” He laughs, grabbing your hand, pulling you towards the door.

As the two of you pull up to the club, Chan pulls into the underground parking for VIP’S of the club. The two of you get out of the car, he grabs your hand, leading the way inside, and to the VIP table with all his friends and their girlfriend.

“Chan!” Felix yells, setting down his cup. He stands up, hugging Chan before getting to you. He whistles loudly at you, checking you out before giving you a hug as well.

“Damn, Y/N.” Hyunjin says, giving you the nod of approval.

“You look gorgeous.” Changbin smiles, kissing your cheek before hugging you.

You look at Minho and Seungmin, who give you a thumbs up which makes you laugh, so typical of them.

“Hi there baby bread.” You giggle, sitting next to Jeongin. “Where's your girlfriend tonight?” You ask.

“Ah, we broke up.” He tells you. “a few days ago. But it's all good.” He chuckles.

“What happened?” You ask.

“Y/N, you want a drink baby?” Chan asks. You nod your head eagerly, he knows exactly what you like.

“Turns out she wasn't in it for the right reasons.” He sighs.

“Oh god.” You groan. “What? What did she want?” You ask.

“Chan.” Jeongin answers.

“Like.. My Chan?” You laugh. He sighs as he nods his head.

“I'm so sorry about that. So what she thought if she got close to you that they could be together?” You ask.

Again, he nods his head, sadness spreading across his face.

“A drink, for you my girl.” Chan says, handing you a cocktail and a shot. You smile widely at him as he sits beside you, placing his arm over your shoulders.

“Did you know why Jeongin's girlfriend left him?” You ask. Chan takes a sip of his drink, nodding his head.

“And you didn't tell me?” You ask.

“I didn't think it mattered.” He chuckles. “Nothing would ever happen between her and I, so it doesn't matter.” He says, shrugging his shoulders.

“Huh.” You say, taking your shot and then a drink of your cocktail.

“You jealous baby?” He teases.

“Nah.” You smile. “I can fight.” You say, sending him a wink, making him laugh.

“I'm gonna go to the bathroom.” You say, standing up, pulling your dress down, excusing yourself from the group. Unfortunately for you, the bathrooms were outside of the VIP area which meant you had to make your way through a large crowd of people to get there.

Once you were done, and washed your hands you headed back towards the VIP section. You were steps away, two men approached you.

“Hey gorgeous. I couldn't help but notice you from across the bar.” He smiles.

“That's a terrible pickup line, and I have a boyfriend.” You say, trying to move around them but the one talking stepped in front of you.

“Where are you going?” He asks. “I just wanna show you a good time.”

“No thanks.” You say, again trying to move around him. You search for Chan but you can't see his face, fortunately you see Jeongin who seems to be monitoring the situation. The man grabs your wrist pulling you into him, you look at Jeongin panicked. He immediately stands up, patting Chan on the shoulder, alerting him of what was going on. The man holds on tightly to you, trying to drag you away towards the exit.

“Get the fuck off me!” You scream, trying to pull your wrist away from him but his grip tightens.

“Hey!” You hear Chan’s voice yell. “The fuck you think your doing?”

“I'm just trying to take my girl home.” The man chuckles. “She's being stubborn.”

“Ah really?” Chan fake laughs. “Cause that's my fucking girlfriend.” He snaps, grabbing the man's wrist and squeezing tight enough he lets go of your arm. “And I don't like when someone touches what's mine.” He finishes, cranking his arm back before quickly hitting the man, his fist connecting with the man's face, making him stumble back.

The man lunges for Chan, trying to hit him but misses, stumbling past Chan, who turns around, hitting the man again, knocking him down. “Don't fucking let your woman dress like a whore then.” The man snaps. Chan gets on top of him, hitting him again and again.

“She can wear.” He grunts, throwing another punch. “Whatever the fuck.” Another punch. “She wants to. How about.” another one. “You stop being a fucking creep.” Chan snaps, hitting the man one more time, blood pouring from the man's face.

Chan stands up, grabbing your arm. “You okay baby girl?” He asks, checking you over.

“You weren't lying when you said you could fight.” You say, biting your lip. Fuck, he looked so fucking hot defending you. You grab his collar, crashing your lips against his, his tongue sliding in your mouth as he deepens the kiss.

“I need you.” You whisper in his ear as he peppers kisses down your neck.

“Come on.” He smirks, pulling you away, towards the exit.

The two of you couldn't keep your hands off each other as you made your way to the exit. Chan pushes the door open, his lips connected to yours as soon as the two of you were alone in the underground parking lot. Chan presses you against his wall as his hands move around your body, his lips leaving kisses all over your neck and collarbone as he hikes up your dress, his fingers moving your panties before he gently circles around your clit. You moan into his ear as your knees buckle.

“Shh, baby.” He whispers into your ear, sliding two fingers into your pussy.

“Shit.” You gasp, bucking your hips, needing more. Chan slowly moves his fingers in and out of you, your hands gripping his shirt. “Fuck.. please fuck me, please.” You beg. Chan slides his fingers out of you, as you struggle to unbuckle his belt, pulling his pants down just enough to let his large, thick cock spring free. You wrap your hand around him, slowly pumping him, making him throw his head back. Chan moves his hands under your thighs, picking you up to wrap your legs around his waist. He moves your panties over a little more before he lines himself up with you, pushing his cock into you. No matter how many times he fucks you, you never get used to how much he stretches you out.

“So fucking.. tight.” He groans, pushing into you as far as he can. He pushes you into the wall harder as he thrusts into you. You kissing him hard, sloppily, passionately as you bounce against the wall, his cock filling you up so fucking good. “Fuck baby.” Chan groans, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck, his fingertips digging into your thighs as he holds onto you tightly.

You moan loudly, your clit being rubbed in the perfect way with each thrust, your nails now dragging up and down his back as your orgasm builds so quickly, until you can't hold it in anymore.

“Shit.. I'm gonna cum.” You moan, your orgasm exploding through your body as you pant against Chan. He thrusts harder and faster, working towards his own release. You tighten yourself around him each time he thrusts back in, making him moan loudly. “Fuck baby, I'm gonna cum.” He spits, his own orgasm exploding through his body as he shoots his cum deep inside you.

You breathe heavily as Chan pulls out of you, tucking himself back into his pants as you adjust your panties and your dress.

The two of you make your way towards the car, laughing as you both get in. Chan backs out of his spot, heading towards the exit. He laughs as he points towards the security cameras surrounding the garage. He looks at you, smiling before back at where he was going. “I wonder if we can get a copy of that tape?”

WE’RE NOT HAVING SEX — JISUNG.

pairing: jisung x reader(afab) genre: smut, NSFW warnings: switch!jisung, switch!reader, established relationship, A LOT of teasing, hair pulling, dirty talk, face slapping (j. receiving), ass slapping (f. receiving), begging, a bit of degrading, oral (f. receiving), cockwarming, edging (f. receiving), creampie a/n: reupload. old blog got suspended!

he’s been begging you to sit in his lap, while he works, all the time. but for some reason you’ve always declined, saying you don’t want to distract him. today is no different.

“jagi, please. i just want to feel you.”

the request stems from his constant need for the feel of you. no matter where and how. jisung claims, that it will help him focus better, but you hardly believe so.

“please, please, please,” he whines, pointing at the monitor. “chan is gonna kill me, if i won’t finish this by tomorrow.”

you sigh. "we're not having sex."

"we're not.” he raises his hands in surrender, agreeing with the wicked smile.

how can you not give in on this, when your boyfriend is begging with his doe eyes? even if he is bluffing, you can’t resist any longer.

you hop in jisung’s lap. legs parted and crotch resting on top of this as you wrap your arms around his neck and nuzzle his cheek.

he murmurs a sweet "i love you", as a thank you.

you hear him start typing something on the keyboard. moments later jisung puts his headphones on and begins to work. you rest your head on his shoulder. the rhythmic sound of keyboard and mouse clicking almost puts you to sleep.

until it wakes you up. you definitely fell asleep for some time, but now you can feel how jisung is shifting in his chair and breathing heavily. and not because of the work. you can tell he's gotten aroused. the bulge is pressing firmly against your pussy.

"we're not doing anything, ji. not until you finish this. you said it yourself, chan is gonna kill you.”

your head still rests on his shoulder, while you are playing with strands of his hair.

"i know but-" he sighs, obviously not content with the plan he's agreed upon. “can i just put it in? please? i won't move, i promise. i just... it's… i'll focus way better if we do that."

"jisung..." you sigh, pulling away to look him in the eye and silently scolding him.

"please? just a bit. you won't even feel me. i'll be completely still. please, jagi.”

"you are so stupid…”

however, you agree to this. the idea is too tempting to pass on. and so, you lift your hips up and move your panties to the side. at the same time, he rushes to pull his hard dick out of his pants, scared, that you’ll change your mind.

"ah, so warm, jagi." he exhales, once his cock is fully buried deep inside your cunt, free hand resting on your waist.

you're back with your head on his shoulder, pussy sometimes clenching around his dick just to mess with him.

"d-don't... do that. what… if i cum?"

"that'd be a shame," you say with a chuckle, the vibrations traveling through your body and making you clench some more.

it takes all of his might not to fuck into you and focus on his work instead.

you actually let him work for up until you become bored and messing with him again, making him squirm around.

"jagi, please," jisung moans, "just need to fuck you, i'm begging you.”

you respond, trying to hide a smirk on your face. "you said you need to work and you wanted to stay like this, just inside me, not fucking. that's exactly what we're doing right now."

he starts to move and thrust against you, but you hold him by his shoulders, looking into his eyes warningly. jisung lets out a loud whine.

“jagi, please, please, i know you want this too. stop messing with me.” he nervously licks his lips, fingers carefully, as if there is a chance that you will not notice, circle on your hips. “i am sorry about what i said. but i really want you right now, please. just let me-“

you can’t hide your proud expression anymore. you just love seeing him like this - whining and begging under you. it takes you a lot of self-control, not to give in to his pleas quickly.

jisung runs his hand through his messy hair, as he promises. "i’ll be good, i am sorry! please, just fuck me.”

you look at him again. pouty lips that beg to be kissed, fucked up look on his face, eyes shuttering in lack of friction to his dick. jisung rests his hand back on your hip, continuing to draw circles on it in a silent request and looking as if he is going to burst out of his skin at the anticipation.

his words turned you on so much. when he is like this, stumbling over words and not able to get his point across, that makes your pussy throb.

finally, you slam your lips together, making jisung let out a loud whine. you can smell his perfume and shampoo. something that smells like cinnamon, but still so him. 

jisung breathes heavily into the kiss, as you let your tongue into his mouth, pulling his hair softly with one hand. he whines again, hips just barely moving up. he won’t do anything until you say so. you know that but keep teasing him for a little bit longer. that fucked up look on his face is way too exciting.

“oh, look what you’ve got yourself into,” you say again. “so weak for my pussy, can’t even put your dick inside me, without begging me to fuck you.”

jisung just whines in response, unable to form a proper sentence.

you let your head stay close to his so that your wet lips are brushing against his teasingly. and it works - he looks like he is about to die if you don’t kiss him again.

his cheeks are flaming, bright crimson and his chest heaving underneath the thick fabric of his hoodie.

“p-please. please, jagi, i’ve been good, i am not even trying to move inside you!“ he begs again. you can feel that he is getting to his limit.

you give in and finally make a move with your hips, slowly going up and down. he instantly lets out a high-pitched moan and writhes, trying to fuck into you.

you lean forward, gripping his cheeks between your fingers. they squish together comically, but jisung is still looking at you expectantly. does he want you to slap him? he doesn’t even need to say anything, you know him so well. you pull your hand back, and then quickly slap his right cheek.

“fuck- yes,” he groans, throwing his head back and bucking his hips up into your pussy. “o-oh. jagi. i love when you do that. harder, please, hit me harder.“

“you are such a whore, ji.” you say, giving him another firm slap to his cheek, the same one, making him whine.

“don’t act like you don’t like getting slapped, jagi.” jisung responds with a loud slap to your ass, that makes you moan loudly. you are at your high as well. he grins. “that’s what i tho-“

you cut him off, sinking onto him in one swift motion. you shut your eyes, feeling his dick aline perfectly inside you. it makes you let out a pleased sigh.

before you can begin moving, jisung picks you up by your waist and flips you over against his desk, beginning to thrust into you frantically.

“hey! i was about to start moving!” you jolt at the movement, letting out a loud moan. “jesus- babe!”

“you teased me for too long, jagi. i-i can’t help it anymore. want you so bad.” he responds, holding your waist to meet his thrusts, slapping your ass in the moment, asserting dominance, that he never had in this relationship. after that much teasing, he just uses you as his fucktoy, eyes rolling back into his head.

the switch of dynamic turns you on even more. you love when is submissive to you, but it’s a whole other level, when he becomes impatient and takes things into his control.

jisung mumbles something, probably how good your pussy feels, moving his hand and placing his fingers on your clit. even after you being mean to him, he is trying hard to please you.

“f-fuuck, baby, you are so good at this.” you whine, as moans start to fall out of your mouth unabashedly.

he moans as well, as he feels his dick get wetter with your arousal, thrusting in and out. it is dirty, extremely messy and, probably, very loud. good thing the studio has solid soundproofing.

“oh, jagi, gonna cum!“ he groans and slaps you once again, making your pussy clench against him even more.

it only takes him a few more thrusts before hot cum floods into your pussy. he is loud, whining and sobbing through his orgasm. as he finishes into you, he turns you around and sits you at the edge of the desk, not caring much about it being sticky with his own cum afterwards.

“a little bit closer to me, jagi.” he commands.

he knows you too well. he knows, that you won’t be able to cum on his dick, and he doesn’t want to make you cum on his fingers, so he always makes sure that you cum on his tongue.

jisung wraps his hands around you to bring your pussy even closer to his face. the warmth of his breath is then followed by the gentle kisses he places on each inner thigh, slowly inching closer to your clit. you hold in your breath for a second.

“you taste so good.” he mutters into your pussy.

you can’t lie, he has always been so good at eating you out. the feel of his wet, hot tongue lapping and sucking sends you into a state of oversensitivity. his lips latch onto your clit, while he whines at tasting you. wide licks cleaning up the mess between your folds, the mix of your arousal and his cum, making you twitch at the sensation. 

your legs are shivering and shaking from the pleasure that’s beginning to surge throughout your body - a sign to jisung that you’re about to cum, and just before you do so, he stops and pulls away.

“mhm… babe?” you whine out.

“i think it’s my turn to tease you.” he smirks.

this can’t be happening right now. you bet he feels so proud of himself for doing so.

“c’mon, i made you cum, don’t do this to me!” you cry out impatiently.

jisung smiles, not moving in any direction. he just wants to see you beg him, as he begged you before.

“say what you want me to do.”

you sigh. you hate when he does this. it makes you so embarrassed saying things out loud. you love to be in control instead.

“mhm? why so shy all of a sudden?” he repeats. “what do you want me to do? if nothing, then i will just stand up and leave.”

“ugh-h, you are such an ass for this!” you become a little mad. “fine. can you make me cum, please?”

“how exactly?” he continues with the biggest smirk on his face.

you roll your eyes, already thinking of a payback for the next time.

“make me cum with tongue… please, ji! just put your tongue on my clit again and lick it till i cum! please!”

“okay, okay, i will stop teasing you.” he laughs and places a kiss on your inner thigh.

finally, jisung latches his lips around your clit and sucks harshly, earning a moan from you. you are clearly overstimulated, but it feels so good. even better than before.

jisung sticks his tongue inside, darting it out harshly to graze over your clit and swirl around it. your moans become much louder. gosh, you are so close. you gasp in pleasure, arching desperately into his face and beginning to rhythmically grind movements against his tongue. you open your eyes for a moment, which have been shut blissfully in pleasure, to look beneath you. jisung’s face is buried deep in your cunt, as his mouth glistens with your arousal.

this view itself sends you to your high. you close your eyes, grinding against him in riding motions, chasing your orgasm. you clasp your legs around his face, your thighs trembling, feeling your clit pulsate on his tongue. you say nothing to jisung, simply letting a series of moans vocalize your release to him.

jisung pulls away, when he hears your breathing has slowed down. his lips are covered in your arousal. not being able to hold back, you lean in for a quick kiss. he smiles into your lips.

“like the taste?”

“mhm.” you respond, pulling away and licking your lips.

you jump off the desk, looking at the mess you made - a mix of his cum and yours all over it, keyboard on the floor, mouse wire dangling nearby.

“well, i guess you won’t be able to finish your work till tomorrow, am i right?” you tease again, earning an eye roll from him.

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Dirty Rhytm

It had been a few days since you’d last spent quality time with your boyfriend, Bang Chan, he had been busy with the new comeback, and you had tried your best to be as understanding as possible, but of course you missed him immensely. Earlier today he had written to you, inviting you to come hang with him in the studio this evening. He had the studio to himself and thought it would be the perfect opportunity for the two of you to hang out. You hadn’t hesitated to accept the invitation, which made you giggle to yourself.

You were currently making your way to the JYP building, wearing knee-high socks, a tight mini skirt and a cute, low-cut, cropped top - you had picked the outfit well knowing that it would drive Channie crazy. You entered the elevator and gave yourself a once-over in the mirror before arriving at the correct floor. The doors opened and you made a right turn and walked down to the studio which was at the end of the long hall. You stopped at the door and took a deep breath before knocking twice.

“Come in!” You heard Channie call out and you opened the door with a smile instantly appearing on your face as you saw him sitting at the soundboard, wearing his classic ripped jeans and a slightly oversized t-shirt - as always he looked gorgeous!

“Hey honey!” You smiled and walked over to him, closing the door behind you. You leaned down to give him a kiss, which you quickly deepened before pulling away and sitting down in the chair next to him.

“Tease!” He said, scowling at you, but you just gave him a smile before biting your bottom lip.

“How’s the song coming along?” you asked and crossed your legs making sure your skirt slid slightly up your thigh. You caught him glancing down at your thighs before he quickly looked back at you, smirking lightly at you.

“It’s going quite well, if I have to say so myself.” He smiled and laid a hand on your thigh, before continuing: “But let’s be honest, babe, I didn’t invite you here to help me with the song.” He said and his smirk grew with every word.

“You didn’t?” You asked, acting all innocent, “Why did you invite me here, then?” You continued.

“Don’t act so innocent, love. We both know it isn’t the real you.” He said and grabbed both your hands, pulling you to your feet before guiding you to straddle him. You didn’t question him, nor his actions. Once you were straddling him, you locked your arms around his neck before leaning down to kiss him. He quickly deepened the kiss and soon his hands found their way to your ass. He broke the kiss and smiled up at you, before whispering:

“No painties, huh?” He said and dug his nails into the soft skin of your ass.

“I thought it’d be a nice surprise.” You mused back and kissed him again, missing the feeling of his soft lips on yours. You wasted no time and quickly moved one hand down his chest and all the way down the hem of his jeans. You made quick work with his belt and just as fast unzipped his jeans before pulling them down just enough for his already hard cock to spring free. You grabbed him around the base and slowly started to move your hand up and down, making him moan against your lips. You picked up the pace, causing him to moan again. He slowly moved one hand up your thighs, making its way to your wet centre. He teased you for what felt like forever, by purposely not rubbing just the right spot. You knew that he was doing it to drive you insane, and it worked - as always. 

“Please, Channie…” You mumbled against his lips, “Please don’t torture me like this.” You begged and he chuckled lightly before finally rubbing your sweet spot, causing you to moan in between kisses. After a while of teasing each other, you felt your orgasm built up and you knew that he knew it too. To drive you even more crazy, he moved his free hand between your legs where he let two curled fingers enter you, as always he managed to hit that blasted sweet spot just right. It took as good as no time before you reached your climax, making you moan loudly as you threw back your head in pleasure. You looked back down at Chan, who was smiling up at you, clearly looking satisfied with his work.

“How about we move this part to somewhere more comfortable?” He asked after breaking the kiss. You just nodded slightly and locked your arms around his neck once again, as he stood up, lifting you with him to the couch at the back of the room. He put you down at the end of the couch before grabbing you by your hips. He kissed you deeply again before spinning you around, making you gasp in surprise. He didn’t seem to care as he just pushed you to bend  over the armrest of the couch. You loved when he manhandled you, and he knew what it did to you. You felt his hands sliding your skirt up over your ass, making you blush a bit. You were always shy about your body, even though Chan had complimented your looks many times before. He kicked your legs open with a swift movement of his foot before slowly gracing your ass with his hand. You let a small moan slip past your lips from the touch, but soon a full grown moan replaced it as he slapped you ass hard, no doubt leaving a red mark.

“You like that, don’t you, baby?” He asked in his low, growl-like voice, making your knees weak.

“I do, sir. '' You replied as calmly as you possibly could. You could hear him move around behind you, but you didn’t look back at him as you wanted to be surprised by what was to come. And surprised you were, as he slammed his cock into you without any warning. A loud moan escaped your lips and you quickly closed your eyes from pure pleasure. He didn’t bother to start out nice and slow, no he just went straight to pounding into you over and over again - exactly how you both wanted it. Neither of you had ever been much for slow love making, and it showed. The mix of moans and the sound of flesh hitting flesh filled the room as he made your legs feel like jelly.

“Fuck, baby! You feel so good around me!” He moaned through gritted teeth. After a while he reached down and grabbed you by your throat pulling you back towards him, making your back arch. You loved it when he choked you and this was no exception.

“Oh please, sir!” You begged, feeling the knot in your stomach grow bigger and bigger for each thrust.

“Please, what?” He hummed in your ear, only making the knot grow even more. It took you a while before you could get another word out.

“Please fill me up, sir.” You begged, “I’m so close!” You moaned as he somehow managed to pick up the pace. He was truly amazing in bed, or wherever you guys fucked, a bed was far from the only place you two had managed to screw around.

“So my baby girl wants me to fill her up, like the good slut she is, huh?” He said and you could tell he was smiling. You couldn’t get another word out, so you just nodded and he seemed please with that response cause with those words he moved his free hand down between your legs, where he quickly found your sore clit. He didn’t seem to care about your soreness, as he started rubbing circles, making you even closer to coming undone. Not many thrusts later he moaned:

“Together, babygirl. Let it go with me!” He demanded and with those words the knot in your stomach came undone making you moan loudly from pure pleasure. He joined you with a loud growling moan of his own, as he shot his load in you. You moaned again feeling him fill you up, and you knew instantly that you’d let him do it again. He pulled out of you, leaving you feeling empty, and zipped his pants back up, before spinning you around and pulling your skirt back down over your ass. He swiftly lifted you up into his arms, a smile proudly decorating his face.

“Let’s get you cleaned up, hmm?” He asked gently and kissed your forehead, before making his way to the door leading the hallway.

“Sounds like a good idea.” You whispered and leaned in against his chest as he carried you all the way to his dorm room, where you both cleaned up before cuddling in bed for the night.

Charmer (1)

Pairing: Lee Know x Reader x Suprise!

Genre: fwb, ex fwb, semi enemies to lovers

Warning: Heartbreak, small smut [18+ ONLY MINORS DO NOT READ]

Word Count: 2k

“Why do you do that?” You scoff, slamming the front door closed before you throw your purse down on to the table. You stare at your.. Minho as you take off your jacket, angrily hanging it up in the closet. You can hear him scoffing and mimicking you behind your back, stopping awfully quickly as you turn around to face him.

“What Y/N?” He asks. “What did I do now?”

“You flirt with every single fucking girl that's around when I'm right beside you. Aren't we kinda like..” You pause.

He rolls his eyes again. “Friends with benefits, I guess ones who like each other?” He chuckles.

“This. This is where you confuse the hell out of me. You say you like me, you fuck me, we go out and do shit but then you do shit like this and say shit like this.” You say. “I don't get it. Either you wanna be with me and are gonna ask me out officially, which means you stop flirting with other girls.. or..” you pause.

Minho puts his hand up to stop you. “I'm just being friendly to them. It's not flirting.”

“If I weren't there, you would have kissed her. And don't tell me you wouldn't have.” You deadpan.

“So what if I would have? Kissing isn't cheating. Hell, sex isn't even cheating. It's not an emotional attachment, Y/N. I don't love them. But we're also not dating so what does that matter?”

“Have you slept with other women?” You ask. Your stomach sinks as you watch his face, his void of any expression, showing such a lack of empathy or sympathy, face.

“No.” He yawns.

“Please, Minho. Just stop flirting with other girls. I'm not joking. I don't like it and I've told you that. So you need to stop it or it's done, whatever this is, is done.” You say.

“This really isn't anything though, Y/N. I don't know how many times I have to remind you of that. We're not dating, and to be completely honest, we probably won't date.” He tells you.

“So this is really going nowhere then?” You ask. You didn't know if you wanted to hear the answer to this. You didn't want everything to change, it only takes a split second for your entire world to do a complete 180.

“I wouldn't say nowhere.” He chuckles. “I mean we have fun and stuff, but then we can also have fun with other people. I'm not looking to settle down right now, okay?” He says, placing his hand on your shoulder. “When I want to settle down, I'll let you know.” He smiles, taking his shirt off, then his pants before crawling into your bed. You didn't want to crawl in next to him, but you knew you would because when it came to Minho, you felt like you were addicted. Ever since you first saw him at some college frat party in your third year of school. He caught your eye immediately, and you couldn't look away no matter what you did. Even though he was with another girl, you paid her absolutely no mind as you watched the way his body moved when he danced, or how his eyes crinkled when he laughed. He was the most handsome man you'd ever seen and you wanted to know more.

When you finally had the courage to speak to him, he asked you out for a drink, and of course you said yes. You had a great time out with him, you drank, laughed and danced, it had been the most fun you'd had in quite a while. It was almost like he was bringing your spark back and you loved him for it. As the months went on, you fell more and more in love with him, but he was always very casual with you. Casual in the way he spoke to you in public, in the way he treated you in public but when the two of you were alone, on occasion, it felt like you were dating. You would eat dinner together, snuggle while you watched movies, he fucked you so good, when he didnt want it to be quick. He honestly made you confused and feel like you were dating when he was so sweet to you.

And now, two years later, the two of you are still doing the same thing. You hadn't been with anyone else other than him in the last two years, and even though he said he hadn't been with anyone else, you weren't sure if you completely believed him, and you didn't know how much longer you were going to be able to do this, which is something you seemed to say quite often to yourself but never did anything to change the situation, mainly because even though you weren't dating and he didn't treat you the greatest, you didn't want to lose him. It was demented. You knew you were demented but you couldn't resist him.

Minho rolls over, his arm draping over you as he grinds his hard cock into your ass.

“Mhmn.” He groans, pulling your panties down. You didn't say a word, instead scooted back, closer to him. He grabs your leg, putting it over him as he shimmies his boxers down, letting his cock out. He sucks his fingers before pushing them into your cunt, making him groan.

“You're already wet for me, huh, baby?” He says, pumping his fingers in and out a few times before using your wetness to coat his cock. He lines himself up before pushing into you. You gasp loudly, as you do each time he shoves his cock into you.

“You feel so good.” He whispers, his lips touching your ear. He quietly moans into your ear, sending shivers down your spine as he slowly thrusts in and out of you. “Play with your clit.” He groans. You reach between your legs, touching your already throbbing clit. You were so desperate for his touch, his emotions that you were willing to do as he says.

“Shit.” You gasp, clenching yourself around him as you rub yourself faster, Minho also picking up his pace as he fucks you. He brings his hand up, cupping your clothed breast, flicking your nipple over your shirt while he rams himself inside you.

“Cum baby. It's gotta be quick.” He gasps. It didn't matter how close you were or not, whenever he told you to cum, within seconds you would. You swore he had some kind of magic when it came to making you cum when he was around.

You cry out loudly as he moves faster but with shorter strokes, his impending orgasm building up quickly. He pants loudly in your ear, lightly groaning until he finally finishes, dumping his warm cum inside of you.

When he was done, he pulled up his boxers, rolling over to go to sleep. While you had to get up, get cleaned up before crawling back into bed

and you fall asleep that night, feeling guilty.

When you woke up in the morning, you looked over and Minho was already gone. This wasn't unusual for him, usually he'd fuck you, fall asleep and then leave really early around 4 or 5 in the morning to go home. Never waking you up, never saying goodbye. If he was feeling nice he would leave you a note but even that was rare. You got up for the day, doing your usual morning routine, if anyone asked you if you thought anything in your life would change today you would have absolutely said no. You lounged around for the day, not hearing anything from Minho, which was a little weird, he usually asked you to go for drinks with all your mutual friends but today you hadn't heard a single thing. Instead, Changbin had texted you around 8pm, telling you to come out and meet up with everyone. As you're finishing getting dressed and ready, your phone rings. And it's your favorite person in the world.

“Hello?” You answer.

“Bitch.” Jihyo yells into the speaker.

“Bitch yourself, it's 10am.” You laugh.

“No, seriously. Bitch.” She harshly whispers.

“What?” You gasp.

Years ago you and Jihyo had started saying bitch whenever you saw something you couldn't believe but you didn't want others to know you noticed it.

“Get down here. Now.” She says, hanging up the phone. You quickly finish up your look, grab your purse and head out the door. You were only a few minutes drive from the bar, so you hopped in a taxi quickly and made your way there. You paid your fare, rushing out of the cab and into the bar, where Jihyo was waiting at the door for you. She grabs onto your arm, pulling you towards the table of people you all recognized, all people you were friends with.

“Hey Y/N.” Changbin smiles, taking a sip of his beer.

“Y/N! Finally!” Hyunjin yells. You look around the table unsure of what Jihyo was telling you bitch for.

“What's going on?” You lean over to ask Jihyo.

“Just wait.” She urges, sipping her cocktail while her eyes dart around the room. You order a few drinks and shots to make sure you catch up to the rest of them. You were feeling fine and confident until Jeongin started to talk.

“I thought you and Minho were dating?” He asks, drinking his beer.

“It's complicated.” You say. “He's not ready to settle down.”

“Then why..” Jeongin starts before Jihyo cuts him off.

“Why what?” You ask, glancing around the table. They all look down, each one of them refusing to look you in the eyes. “You guys..” you start, until you see it. You see what Jihyo was saying bitch for. You watch as Minho struts towards the table, a woman wrapped around his arm.

“Long time in the bathroom.” Changbin mentions.

The girl giggles, hiding her face in Minho's shoulder as you glare at him. “Things take time, Bin.” Minho chuckles.

“Ah, Y/N. Who invited you?” He asks.

“Changbin.” You deadpan. “Who's the girl?” You ask, motioning to her.

“Ah, this is Jennie. My girlfriend.” He grins.

You choke on your drink.

“Girlfriend?” You gasp.

He nods his head.

“As of when?” You ask.

“This morning. We met up for breakfast and made it official.” He says.

Your heart sinks. He had just had his cock in you hours before, not to mention tells you he doesn't want to settle down, but then gets a girlfriend? Was it that he didn't want to settle down, or just that he didn't want to settle down with you?

“So what about our talk last night?” You yell. Your rage is consuming you. Why weren't you good enough now when you had been good enough to play the role for the last two years?

“What talk?” Minho laughs. He was looking at you like you were crazy.

“The one where you said you didn't want to settle down?” You yell.

“I'm sorry, Y/N.” He starts. “I was trying to be nice to you, you know, letting you down gently. But it seems that I need to be a little harsher with you now.” He says, giving you a pitiful side smile. “I just say that to women when I don't want anything more than just sex from them.” He says, shrugging his shoulders. You look around the table, everyone's mouths are hanging open.

“Minho..” Changbin starts. “That's fucked up, man.”

“What!?” He gasps. You can yell he genuinely doesn't think he's said or anything wrong.

You stand up abruptly, your chair falling back.

“Fuck you, Lee Know.” You spit.

“Y/N!” Jeongin and Jihyo call out. You dont hear them, your ears are ringing with fucking rage as you storm out of the bar, determined to cut off all kinds of contact with him. You wanted to, you really did. This had to be the last straw for you. But was it?

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