484 Days Before Min Yoongi Come Back V.cr.: Dwellingsouls

484 days before min yoongi come back v.cr.: dwellingsouls

anything for you.

content: sub!vernon, service top? vernon? but like without the top, fem!reader, oral (reader receiving), praise, cringe romance bc i can’t write romance ew, i think around 1.3k words, not proofread sorry hehe

“i don't even know how to thank you for tonight, i seriously owe you big time.” you sigh, leaning your head on vernon’s shoulder.

you let out an obnoxious yawn. it’s a miracle you’re even standing right now, watching impatiently as the elevator climbs every floor at an agonizing pace.

you had both just come from a dreadfully long concert for one of your favorite artists—one that vernon had never even heard of before. he had only gone because he figured it’d be safer if someone came with you, rather than stupidly going alone like you had planned to do.

it was a good idea that he came along, though. you don't know what would've happened if he wasn't there to shove away unwanted flirty advances or hold you close when people got too rough. his safe presence made enjoying the concert a whole lot easier. you were truly grateful for him.

“don't worry about it. despite what you think, tonight wasn’t some annoying chore for me.“

you perk your head up, gesturing for him to elaborate.

he continues, turning to look down at you, “it’s fun watching you have fun.”

you look at him in disbelief.

“you’re too nice, i don’t get it.”

he opens his mouth but before he can say anything, he's interrupted by the elevator doors sliding open.

“hmm?” you ask, stepping out and waiting for him to follow.

“no nothing.” he brushes it off.

the two of you trudge down the hallway to your apartment. it takes you literal centuries to locate your keys to unlock the door and when you do, you all but collapse inside. he follows in after you, grabbing your forearm to keep you from toppling over.

“you didn't even drink, how are you falling?”

“everything aches, especially my feet. these heels are killing me.”

his eyes flicker down and then back up at you. he starts to get down on his knees and you raise an eyebrow in confusion. looking at you for approval, his hand moves to untie the lace straps wrapped around your calf.

“can i?” he asks.

you nod slowly and find yourself staring back a little too long, admiring the way he looks up through his long lashes.

he breaks eye contact first to finish with your laces, then lifts your foot to take the heel completely off. your hand subconsciously falls to his head for support, tugging lightly on his hair to balance yourself.

he lets out a subtle whimper at your action, causing his face to redden in embarrassment. you smile to yourself in satisfaction, knowing the little inklings you had about his sexual preferences were right.

with one heel off, he switches to your other foot, untying the laces and removing the heel with the same gentle concentration as before. every warm touch he leaves on your skin pulls you further and further into your thoughts, imagining all of the things you’d do to him if he let you.

you were rarely uncomfortable with vernon. in fact, you two were so close that almost nothing flustered you. it wasn’t uncommon to be touchy or even a little flirty, but something about this felt different.. more intimate.

you sigh in relief when both feet are freed, running your fingers through his hair in gratitude. he leans into your touch and looks up at you again with those same adoring eyes.

“feel better?” he asks, glad to be of some help.

“mm, much better. you’re so good to me.”

“of course, anything for you.” he smiles shyly.

“anything?” you smirk.

his hand that is still unknowingly caressing your ankle flexes for a moment. he doesn’t have to think twice about it. he’s known since the moment he’s met you that there wasn’t a thing he wouldn’t do for you, especially when it came to your pleasure.

“anything.” he vows with absolute certainty.

the word shoots straight to your core. there’s nothing more attractive than complete and utter devotion.

it’s his turn to watch in confusion and then in shock as you hike your dress up to your hips, spreading your legs apart to reveal the large wet patch on your panties.

“you’d take care of this for me then, right?”

he gulps, not able to think clearly while his face is so unbelievably close to your heat.

you furrow your brows in concern, tilting his chin up so he can look at your face and not at the arousal dripping down your legs.

“vern, you good? we don’t have to-“

“no please i want to. need to make you feel good. please.”

you chuckle a little at his sudden eagerness.

“then make me feel good baby, use your mouth.”

he hesitantly reaches out to hook his fingers into your panties, looking back up at you for reassurance.

“that’s it, keep going.”

he carefully slides your panties off of your hips and down your legs, watching as the soaked fabric peels off of your core. a string of arousal connects from your bare pussy to the material, and he swears he could cum untouched from the lewdness of it all.

you take the panties from him and toss them aside, widening your stance for easier access. he moves in closer until his breath tickles your core, lips hovering just centimeters away from it.

he looks up at you, waiting for your permission before he starts, despite being painfully needy.

“go ahead baby, you can taste me.”

his eyes stay fixed on yours as he slowly swipes his tongue through your folds once to test the waters.

he can’t even wait 3 more seconds before he’s moving in again to eagerly lick and suck at your pussy, already drunk off of your arousal.

you lace your fingers through his hair and tug him closer to you, adding more pressure to his movements. he lets out a whimper that goes straight to your core, causing your footing to falter slightly. after jumping around at a concert all night, your legs might legitimately give out at any second.

he notices and brings the weight of your thigh over his shoulder, giving himself easier access in the process. his movements are rough and sloppy, but the pressure is perfect and every time he whimpers, you’re brought closer and closer to release.

“just like that. you’re doing so good for me baby, making me feel so good.”

the praise only spurs him on more and you can tell he’s working hard because of the violent flush all over his cheeks. after the most exhausting night imaginable, he still gives you his all, even as it’s taking every last ounce of energy in him.

you’re overwhelmed with love and arousal at the realization, so much so, that you’re brought to the edge sooner than you expected.

“oh fuck- vern. gonna- gonna cum already.”

he continues with what he’s doing, eyes widening when your other hand also laces through his hair, tugging his face into your heat even more. he lets you use him as you need, following your movements obediently. eventually you’re moving his mouth onto your pussy yourself, roughly grinding his tongue against your clit.

your orgasm hits you hard. it’s a struggle to even stay standing as your entire body threatens to go limp. you can’t tell if it’s from the concert or the orgasm but your vision blurs and your ears ring violently.

when your full orgasm washes over you, you have to push his head away and drop next to him on the floor, catching your breath and regaining your senses.

when you’ve finally gained the strength to speak again, vernon’s already helping you stand up to go shower. he puts your arm around his neck for support, but practically carries you there himself.

“thank you,” you say meekly, “that felt so good vern. you have to be so tired after all you’ve done for me today, i can’t understand how or why you do it?”

“because i want to.” he says, like the answer is obvious.

“well, i appreciate it more than you’ll ever know. i truly don’t deserve how good you are to me, but i’ll make it up to you somehow i promise.”

“you don’t have to. i’d still do anything for you.. no matter what.”

say you love me (i love you) | chwe vernon hansol

ミ★ synopsis: three heavy words. you’re so used to saying this to the one person that’s always been by your side, because you know that he’s your other half; platonically. these words have always held some sort of meaning whenever you say it to vernon, in hopes that maybe one day he’ll say it back to you.

ミ★ genre: best friends to lovers!au, slow burn(ish), fluff, humor

ミ★ warnings: nothing !

ミ★ word count: 5,773

ミ★ pairings: vernon x gender neutral reader

ミ★ notes: hi guys !! sorry for such a long delay, i was super swamped with my midterms and now i have finals coming up wAAAA but here’s my 2 year anniversary oneshot gift !! i haven’t written a vernon oneshot in a long time and i decided that now was the best time to write one! i kinda based this one off of how my bf and i started dating… LMAO. so this one is v cute :] i hope you guys like this one ! make sure to give vernon lots of love <33

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