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summary: when a struggling student!reader finds solace in the company of a charming waiter at a local restaurant, they must navigate the complexities of their own personal struggles and the challenges of keeping their love a secret. but as their bond grows stronger, they begin to wonder if their love is worth risking everything for. will they have the courage to follow their hearts, or will the pressures of their separate lives tear them apart?

genre: angst, fluff, slow-ish burn, eventual smut!! (you’re responsible for what YOU consume! read at your own risk⚠️)

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CHAPTERS ARE UNDER THE CUT!!!

Chapter 1: "Hey, lol."

Chapter 2: “Oh my God.”

Chapter 3: “A man is still a man no matter what age.”

Chapter 4: “You’re mine.”

Chapter 5: “Let Me Love You”

Chapter 6: COMING SOON

Off The Menu - Lee Heeseung (Chapter 1)

genre: angst, fluff, slow-ish burn, eventual smut!! (you’re responsible for what you consume, read at your own risk)

warnings: none?? reader has anxiety/social anxiety and a few insecurities here and here. major slice of life for you peeps 

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word count: 3.3k 

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Chapter 1: “Hey, lol.”

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Fall wasn’t your favorite season. From the stress of studying for finals to worrying about flight tickets back home when winter rolled around, you were never the biggest fan of the autumn months. With the combination of your busy schedule and your failure to get a refill on your anxiety medication, you felt immensely overwhelmed. Another thing to note was how lonely it got; Your family was across the country. Going to school in California was a conscious decision of yours, but you didn’t consider how tiresome it’d get not experiencing the warm embrace of a loved one in your times of need. To even take a trip back home would take you nearly 2 days, and that was simply not a risk you were willing to take with how dingy your car was. 

Your Friday’s typically consisted of this: Breakfast at the café off campus, lectures from 9 am to 12 pm, lunch at 12:30 pm accompanied with a small break, occasional seminars for an hour or so, then you were done. You’d usually study for a little while, but there were no promises. Being a second year psych student had its pros and cons; Less free time throughout the weekdays but completely free weekends. Though the pros outweigh the cons, you could use a bit more time to yourself throughout the week. As you were far from home, you had to make completely new friends. The vibe in California was completely different. You spent the entirety of your first year in your dorm in online school due to your school’s strict precautions against the pandemic, so you’d be stripped of the chance of branching out. While you weren’t the only one who went through this, it was 10x harder for you to go back to normal; Social anxiety had been something you’d struggled with all your life. The fear you felt when in big crowds, when being assigned to group projects, even merely walking to your class on campus…really…sucked. Tasked with the responsibility of your own finances, health insurance was something you simply couldn’t afford. Therefore, you hadn’t been on your meds for God knows how long. But anyway, you wouldn’t stay on such a depressing topic. 

Moving on, you had the weekend to yourself. You’d finished your last lecture around 2 pm and made your way back to your dorm. Fortunately, your roommate hadn’t made it back from her classes, so you had the space all to yourself. You locked the door behind you and took a breath of fresh air.

“Finally.” You sighed to yourself, plopping down onto your bed. Shoes were thrown about and you laid in your bed, indulging in the feeling of relief. But, as expected, it was cut short almost immediately.

Multiple knocks were sounded upon the door. It was nobody but Ningning, your lab partner in Abnormal Psych Stats 2. She was a sweet girl, she truly was. However, she always found a way to be overbearing. But you appreciate her as she was the only reason you ever left your room.

You slowly but surely got up to open the door, greeted by Ningning with a big smile.

“Y/N, were you lying down?” She asked, leaning against the door frame.

“I was, but now I’m up. Come, come.” You told her, moving out of the way so she could come in.

She walked in, closing the door behind her and sat on your bed as you spruced up your desk.

You glanced over at her, noticing that she was biting her lip and she only ever did that when she was holding back from saying something.

“Oh God, what is it?” You groaned, knowing she was about to say something outlandish.

She smiled and sat up, “Okay, don’t be mad but I booked us two tickets at this restaurant over in Malibu. Yes, I know it’s a long drive BUT…it’s worth it. Please tell me you’ll come with me, pleaseeeee…”

You sighed, rubbing your jaw, “I can’t.” Her smile faded, turning into a frown, “I don’t have the funds for that. I just planned on grabbing a meal from the dining hall…I’m trying to save up for a plane ticket.”

She shook her head, “Don’t worry about the costs, I’ll pay, it’ll be my treat. I wasn’t in town on your birthday and I want to make up for my absence. As your best, and ONLY friend, it’s my job to treat you. So, what do you say?”

You sighed to yourself, again. You hadn’t planned on doing anything tonight. You really were looking forward to having some down time to just relax and catch up on some shows. You also weren’t the type to depend on someone to pay for your meal, but one time wouldn’t hurt, right?

“Alright. Fine. When?” You asked her, stacking papers atop of each other.

“Today, tonight, let’s leave before 6 pm since our reservation is at 8:00.” She said, “I figured we could stay the night? If we left by 6 and got there at 7:30 ish, we could check into our reservation and stay at a nearby hotel. It’d be nice to take a break and be on our own for a while.”

You nodded, ‘That sounds nice…but costly? Where’s all this money coming from, Ningning?” 

She smiled, “Let’s just say…my job is treating me well. Now, pack a bag, be ready by 5.” She hurried up and kissed your cheek as she made her way out of your room, closing the door behind you. 

So, a trip. A mini girls trip for a night. You were excited, actually. It’s been a while since you had a chance to take a break. You’ve never been to Malibu either. This should be fun.

Later on, you finished packing a small bag with a few essentials. You changed into an outfit you thought fit the Malibu vibe: A black halter top with beige flowy pants and matching back sandals. You clipped a mango-ish colored flower into your hair after you slicked it back into a ponytail and grabbed your bag. You touched yourself up a bit before walking out of your dorm and made your way down the hall. You knocked on Ningning’s dorm and waited for her to open it.

Once she did, she met you with a smile and walked out with her bag, locking the door behind her. “You look so cute, Y/N. We’re going to have so much fun, trust me.”

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You two soon made it to the restaurant with not a lot of time to spare as it was 8:00 on the dot. Ningning quickly found a parking spot and you both agreed to find a hotel after you ate. 

From the outside looking in, the restaurant was beautiful. It was right beside a beach with a beautiful view of the ocean; Moonshadows Malibu was its name, it truly was something you thought you’d never see in real life. As you two made your way inside, you were hit by the aroma of vanilla and solemn music, only adding to the overall dreamy vibe. A pretty lady at the front greeted you both with a wide smile. She held up two shell necklaces, “Would you ladies like a necklace?” Ningning looked at you before quickly nodding, holding her hands out to grab them. She gave you one as she slipped hers on her head and you followed after her, placing the necklace around your neck.

“We reserved a seat for two?” Ningning remarked towards the lady.

The girl nodded, “What’s the name?”

“Ning Yi Zhuo..” Nigning replied, nodding.

The girl nodded, “Okay, follow me.” She showed you both to the deck of the restaurant, seated outside right above the sand and beside the ocean. You were in awe at how beautiful the sunset was. Ningning thanked the girl as she placed down menus and told you both that your waiter would be over soon.

“It’s so pretty in Malibu…” You sighed, looking at the ocean.

“I grew up right next door to Malibu, actually. I always enjoyed coming here on vacation, such a nice place. Anyway,” She laughed, “What are you getting to drink? I brought my fake just in case…”

You smiled, shaking your head, “I don’t drink, Ningning. You’re always pressuring me to drink.”

She scoffed, “Peer pressure? I’d never!”

You rolled your eyes, “Sure. I’ll probably just get water, I’m trying to be healthier.”

“Aw, okay. I love that for you, but I’m still going to get a Pina Colada.” She sighed, pretending to jut her lip out at you.

You shook your head and looked down at your menu, suddenly feeling your heart dropping. The prices were high! The cheapest thing you saw was $20!

“Jesus, Ningning! These prices are literally so unrealistic.” You told her.

She shrugged, “You pay for the quality, not quantity. They honestly have some of the best food in Malibu, trust me. How about we both share an appetizer and then worry about the entrees later? Sounds good?”

“Okay, well, at least I'll pay for your gas. Deal?” You asked.

“Oh hell yeah, you can definitely pay for my gas.” She nodded to herself.

You closed your menu and took your phone out, capturing some photos of the ocean for later. You wanted to savor the moment. As the sun began to dip below the horizon, casting a warm golden glow over the beach, the waves lapped gently against the shore. The sky was painted in shades of pink and orange, while the clouds seemed to catch fire with the last rays of daylight. A few seagulls flew overhead, their silhouettes dark against the vibrant sky. The air was filled with the salty scent of the sea and the distant sound of laughter and music. It was a moment of peace and beauty that seemed to suspend time, as if the world had paused to take in the breathtaking scene before it.

Only, your attention was stricken as you heard Ningning whisper something. You looked back at her and her eyes were wide and signaling to the side of you; A waiter. Your heart skipped a beat as he drew closer, his smile dazzling and his eyes sparkling. He was even more handsome up close, with strong, chiseled features and a confident demeanor. You felt a sudden burst of nervous energy, unsure of how to act in the presence of such beauty. His voice was smooth and charming as he greeted you both. You felt an immense struggle to keep your composure. It was clear that he had an effect on you, and you simply couldn't help but wonder if he felt the same way.

“Evening, ladies…” The young man greeted you both, “Can I get you guys started with anything to drink?”

Ningning eagerly nodded, “You most certainly can…Y/N?” Hearing your name snapped you out of your mini trance and you looked at her in confusion. She widened her eyes at you, signaling for you to talk.

“I’ll just get some water for now.” You told him, clearing your throat. 

He nodded, “Water it is…” A small smile crept on his face as he glanced back up at you and playfully remarked, “But I’ve got a feeling you might want something a little stronger later on.”

 You couldn't help but feel a bit flustered by his comment, but you managed to laugh it off. "We'll see about that," you replied, trying to hide your growing attraction to him. Ningning, on the other hand, was not as subtle.

 "Oh, I think we definitely will," she said with a grin, winking at the waiter. You shot her a look, but she just shrugged innocently, “I’d like a Piña Colada, extra coconut.”

The waiter chuckled, clearly enjoying the attention. "I'll keep that in mind," he said before taking your orders and walking away. Ningning leaned in, a mischievous glint in her eye.

 "He's cute, isn't he?" she whispered.

You rolled your eyes, but couldn't deny that she was right. "Yeah, he is," you admitted, feeling a flush rise to your cheeks.

“He was soooo flirting with you, Y/N.” She laughed, “It’s time you got some action, anyway. 19 and still a virgin? Unheard of.” You shook your head, trying to brush off her comment. But deep down, you couldn't help but wonder if there was some truth to it. You couldn't wait to see what the rest of the night had in store.

As the night progressed, you and Ningning chatted about a multitude of topics. Life, college, boys, parties, homework, etc. You were glad you went out with her, it was just the breath of fresh air you had been needing these past few weeks. 

Oh, and of course, you’d stolen some glances at the waiter. When he brought back your drinks, he made sure to place yours down first even though Ningning was obviously positioned in front of your water. 

One thing he did that made his interest almost completely obvious was when he leaned down on the table to speak to you when you knew he could hear you just fine as he was merely a few inches away. You wouldn’t say you were flirting back. Although Ningning was urging you to do so, flirting wasn’t something you were familiar with. Why would a guy flirt with you of all people? Especially as your much prettier friend sat across from you. For all you knew, he simply could have wanted a nice tip. You wouldn’t entertain him much, you came to get a break from campus, not to find a fling.

Ningning turned her attention back to you when he walked away to retrieve you both some refills, “He wants you.”

You didn’t respond to her comment, choosing to turn your attention to the last sushi roll instead. You rinsed it down with the last morsel of your water, sighing internally when he came back. 

“One filet mignon for Ms. Lily,” He said, placing down your food, “And a scottish Salad for-”

“Lily?” Ningning laughed, confused at the name he referred to you as.

He looked up at her as he placed her food down, “Lily Flower, in your hair,” He glanced up at you, “It’s cute, by the way.”

You awkwardly nodded, “Thanks…”

He smiled and rubbed his hands together, “Well, I’ll be around. Call me if you guys need anything. I hope you enjoy your food.”

“Will do.” Ningning said, “One thing before you go…” He nodded in acknowledgment, licking his lips. “You single?”

The waiter chuckled, clearly amused by Ningning's boldness. "I am, actually," he replied, his eyes flickering over to you for a moment.

Ningning grinned. "Good to know," she said, winking at him. "We'll keep that in mind."

As he walked away, you couldn't help but feel a little jealous of your friend's flirtatiousness. But deep down, you knew that there was something between you and the waiter, something that went beyond just a passing attraction.

As you ate your meal, you found yourself stealing glances at him, meeting your eyes with his own whenever he walked by, feeling a rush of excitement every time he flashed you a smile. Finally, as the meal came to a close, he brought over the bill and once again flashed you a charming grin. "I hope you enjoyed everything," he said, his eyes sparkling. You couldn't help but smile back, feeling a little shy under his gaze. 

"It was great, thank you," you replied, trying to sound casual, knowing damn well that you were nearly shitting your pants under his intense gaze. 

He nodded, walking away to leave you both to the bill. Ningning shook her head, “If you don’t write your number down on this bill, I’m genuinely never taking you out ever again. This is a threat.”

You couldn't help but laugh at Ningning's threat, feeling a little embarrassed at how obvious your attraction to the waiter had been. But she was right, you knew that you couldn't let this opportunity slip away. As you saw the waiter returning to take the bill, you nervously scribbled down your phone number onto a small napkin, placing it beside the bill. You hoped that he wouldn't notice until you left as you didn’t want to make anything awkward. As he collected the bill, you tried to act casual, but your heart was racing with anticipation. You watched as he glanced down at the paper with your phone number on it, and you couldn't help but wonder what he was thinking. Was he interested in you too? Or was this just wishful thinking on your part?

“Thank you ladies, have a nice night.” He said as you both got up. Ningning nudged you to say something but you urged her out of the restaurant, wanting to abort immediately. However, just before you walked out of the door, you looked back at him once more. You saw that he tucked the paper into his pocket without a word, but then he glanced back at you with a small smile, and you felt a surge of hope. Maybe there was something there after all. 

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You two made your way into town with the windows down, allowing the breeze to brush through as you listened to the radio. You pointed out a nearby hotel that looked nice, actually. Pool, multiple floors, adequate priced rooms. It wouldn’t hurt to stay for one night in a nice hotel, afterall, you only live once. 

Ningning found a parking spot and you helped her carry her bag in as she made her way to the front to pay for the room. She made small talk in the elevator but you truthfully found yourself checking your phone to see if he had texted. It was already late, nearing 1 am. Surely the restaurant wasn’t open this late. Maybe he only smiled at you out of courtesy, afterall, Ningning had left a nice tip.

As you entered the hotel room, you couldn't help but feel a little disappointed that you hadn't heard from the waiter. Maybe it was a mistake to put yourself out there like that, to give him your number so readily. Maybe he wasn't interested after all.

Ningning caught the look on your face and immediately knew what was going on. "Hey, don't worry about it," she said, giving you a comforting pat on the back. "Maybe he's just busy or something. You'll hear from him soon enough."

You nodded, trying to shake off your disappointment. "Yeah, you're right," you said, forcing a smile. "Let's just enjoy the night." Ningning nodded in agreement, and the two of you settled in for the night, enjoying the comfortable beds and the peace and quiet of the hotel room. 

But as you lay in bed, your mind kept wandering back to the waiter. Amidst all of the doubt you held within your mind, you couldn't help but wonder what he was doing, where he was, and if he was thinking about you too. Maybe it was just wishful thinking, but you couldn't help but feel like there was something there, something that was worth pursuing. 

As you placed your phone down on the nightstand beside you, it vibrated. Your heart dropped, surely…a family member wasn’t texting you at 3 in the morning, right? You took a deep breath, glancing to your side to see Ningning asleep. You reached for your phone, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness as you saw the notification; An unsaved number. Your heart leapt in your chest as you opened the message, feeling a rush of relief and joy when you saw the text.

+1 424-936-2945: “Hey, lol.”

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authors note: i hope you guys liked this first part of my ongoing series. i was kinda writing outta my ass. i got this out sooner than i thought i would so, yeah! anyway, let me know how you guys liked it and feel free to send in any thoughts you have. i hope to write this series in you guyses vision, not my own. reblog, likes, and comments are all appreciated haha. lmk if u wanna be tagged in the next chapter.

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Off The Menu - Lee Heeseung (Chapter 2)

genre: angst, fluff, slow-ish burn, eventual smut!! (you’re responsible for what you consume, read at your own risk)

warnings: lowkey suggestive texts, heeseung is sooooo into y/n (trust me), unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), breast play??, oral ( fem receiving), sad goodbyes :(((

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word count: 5.4k

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Chapter 2: “Oh my God.”

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As quickly as you had read his text, you placed your phone down; Oh my God, he was flirting with you. Maybe the attraction had been reciprocated. How could you be so oblivious to the multitude of hints he had been throwing at you all night? Calling you smart? Beautiful? Jesus. Ningning was right. 

However, you plugged your phone up and turned the screen face down. You didn’t want to continue the conversation until after you woke up as you were unsure of how to respond. Hmm, I’m intrigued. How shall I find out? You replayed his text over and over in your mind. Why’d you flirt with his ass? He was bold, you weren’t. Anywho, you spent the rest of the night tossing and turning, your mind racing with thoughts of Heeseung. You couldn't believe how much he had managed to charm you in such a short amount of time, but you were thrilled at the prospect of getting to know him better. 

But at the same time, you were also filled with self-doubt and insecurity. You couldn't help but wonder if the waiter was really interested in you, or if he was just looking for a quick fling. You'd been hurt in the past, and your worst fear was getting hurt again.

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The next morning, you woke up feeling a mix of excitement and anxiety. You knew you wanted to talk to Heeseung, but you were still unsure of how to respond to his flirtatious text. Finally, you decided to take a deep breath and replied to him, informing him that you had fallen asleep.

His lack of immediate response was expected, however of course, you could only hope that he wouldn’t hold it against you that you needed time to sleep on the entire situation. You noticed how early it was, seeing that Ningning was still fast asleep. You got up and showered, throwing on a top and some pants as you checked your phone to see if he had replied. To your relief, he had merely replied, “Gotchu, don’t worry about it. Maybe we can meet up sometime soon before you go back to school.” 

You felt a sense of relief wash over you as you read Heeseung's message. You were glad that he wasn't upset with you for taking some time to respond, and you were excited at the prospect of seeing him again soon. You soon replied that you could meet for breakfast, to which he simply sent a location and “10 AM. Be there or be square.”

You checked the clock. You only had about an hour to get ready so you quickly stripped yourself of your casual clothing and put on a pair of jeans and a tee. Ningning poked her head up at you, staring through half lidded eyes, “What time is it?”

“Time for me…to go…meet Heeseung for breakfast.” You told her, awkwardly smiling.

“Who the fuck is Heeseung?” She laughed, rubbed her eyes. 

“The waiter from last night. He texted me really late…” You explained.

“Oh?” She questioned, “What’d he say?”

You took your phone out and showed her. As she read it, a smile slowly crept on her face, “Can I say something inappropriate?”

Your eyes widened at her comment, but you slowly nodded, “Sure…go ahead.”

“He wants you so bad.” She giggled, pushing you away.

You rolled your eyes at Ningning's comment, feeling a mix of embarrassment and amusement. You knew that she meant well, but sometimes her sense of humor could be a little off-color.

"Stop it, Ningning," you said, trying to keep a straight face. "He's a stranger.”

Ningning nodded, still grinning. "Sure, just a stranger who texts you in the middle of the night and wants to take you out to breakfast."

You couldn't help but smile at her teasing, feeling grateful for her lightheartedness. Despite the challenges you were facing in your life, it was moments like these that reminded you of the importance of friendship and laughter.

As you got ready to leave, Ningning gave you a hug. "Have fun, and don't do anything I wouldn't do."

“Pff, that’s not saying much…” You said.

She scoffed, hitting your shoulder as you left the hotel room with her keys. You chuckled at Ningning's response, feeling grateful for her ability to make light of any situation. As you left the hotel room with her keys, you couldn't help but feel a sense of nervousness. Meeting up with a stranger for breakfast wasn't something you did every day, and you weren't sure what to expect. 

As you made your way to the breakfast spot where the stranger had suggested you meet, you couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive. But as you arrived and saw him sitting at a booth in the corner, you felt a sense of relief wash over you. He stood up as you approached and gave you a smile. 

“Well, well, well. We will meet again.” He joked,  greeting you with a warm hug. 

You smiled at his kind gesture, hugging him back. “Indeed we do.” You felt a sense of comfort in his embrace, grateful for his friendly gesture. As you pulled away from the hug, you couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude towards him for taking the time to meet with you.

As you sat down at the booth and ordered breakfast, you found yourself feeling more at ease in his presence; He was easy to talk to, kind, all of the above. He was an amazing listener and genuinely might have been  one of the funniest people you’d known. He effortlessly made you laugh. 

You found yourself enjoying the conversation with him more and more as you talked over breakfast. He had a way of putting you at ease, making you feel like you could be yourself without any judgment. He listened attentively to everything you had to say and offered thoughtful insights and advice.

But what really stood out to you was his sense of humor. He had a way of making even the most mundane things seem funny and interesting. You found yourself laughing more than you had in a long time, feeling grateful for the lightheartedness and joy he brought to the conversation.

“Heeseung, can I ask you a personal question?” You asked, sipping your orange juice.

His eyebrows raised, “Uh oh, how personal are we getting?”

“Very personal.” You emphasized, smiling.

Heeseung's eyebrows raised even higher at your response, but he couldn't help but smile back at you. "Alright, shoot. I'm an open book."

You took a deep breath, feeling a little nervous about asking such a personal question. “Promise you won’t get offended.”

Heeseung's smile softened as he sensed your nervousness. "I promise I won't get offended," he said reassuringly. "You can ask me anything."

You felt a sense of relief wash over you at his words, grateful for his understanding and empathy. You took a deep breath, gathering your thoughts before asking your question. “Do you normally take customers out to breakfast the morning after you meet them?”

Heeseung's smile faded slightly as he considered your question. "No, I don't usually take customers out to breakfast," his voice softened, “Is it wrong for me to want to get to know such a pretty girl as yourself?”

You couldn't help but feel flattered by Heeseung's comment. Despite your initial hesitation, you found yourself warming up to him and his easy going personality. You had to admit that you were intrigued by the idea of getting to know him better as a person, not just as a waiter.

"I don't think it's wrong at all," you said, smiling back at Heeseung. "In fact, I'm flattered that you want to get to know me better."

Heeseung's smile returned, and he seemed to relax. "That's great to hear," he said.  You sighed, glancing down at your hands that rested in your lap. “Now, since you’ve asked me a question…can I ask you a question as well?” he asked.

"Of course," you said, returning his smile. "Ask me anything."

“Pinky promise you won’t run away once I ask.” he said, holding out his pinky.

You smiled at Heeseung's playful gesture and interlocked your pinky with his. "I pinky promise," you said, feeling a sense of lightheartedness.

Heeseung grinned at your response. "Alright, here's my question," he said, his voice teasing. “Are you single?”

You couldn't help but feel a little flustered at Heeseung's question, but at the same time, you found yourself drawn to him and his easygoing personality. You had to admit that you were interested in him, and you wondered if he felt the same way. "I am single, actually," you said, offering him a small smile. “Never had a boyfriend before, actually.”

“When you say never…do you mean that you’ve never dated seriously or have you really never dated…ever?” He asked, tilting his head to the side a bit.

You felt a little embarrassed by Heeseung's question, but you appreciated his curiosity and openness. "I've never really dated," you admitted, your voice soft. "I've always been focused on my work and my studies, so I haven't had a lot of time for relationships."

“Then that leads me to my next question.” He said.

“What would that be?” You asked.

Heeseung leaned forward slightly, his expression curious. You couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation as Heeseung leaned forward with a curious expression. You wondered what his next question would be.

“Are you considering this breakfast meetup a ‘date’?” He asked.

You felt a flutter in your stomach at Heeseung's question, and you couldn't help but wonder if he felt the same way you did. "I hadn't really thought about it like that," you admitted, your voice soft. "But if you're asking if I'm interested in you...then yes, I am.”

He clicked his tongue, drinking the rest of his water, a mischievous glint in his eye as he said, “Do you know what I'm thinking?" he asked, his voice low and playful.

You shook your head, feeling a little shy and uncertain. "No, what are you thinking?" you asked, trying to keep your voice steady.

“I’m thinking…that we should get out of here…and go somewhere else. Somewhere more fun.”

You couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation at Heeseung's suggestion. While you were a little shy and uncertain, you found yourself drawn to his playful and flirty personality.

"That sounds like a great idea," you said, feeling a smile spread across your face. "Where do you have in mind?"

He leaned back, a small smile on his face as he said, “Oh, you know…maybe my place…anywhere.”

You couldn't help but feel a sense of intrigue and excitement at Heeseung's suggestion. While you were a little shy and uncertain, you found yourself drawn to his playful and flirty personality.

"Your place, huh?" you said, a hint of playfulness in your voice. "Are you trying to seduce me, Heeseung?"

Heeseung chuckled, seeming to enjoy your banter. "Maybe," he said, his voice smooth and confident. "But seriously, how about we go for a drive up the coast? We can stop at some scenic overlooks and take in the views."

You felt a sense of happiness and anticipation at the thought of a romantic drive with Heeseung. "That sounds amazing," you said, smiling at him.

He nodded, taking his wallet out as he threw money down on the table and held his hand out. You held onto his hand, following him out of the restaurant. 

As you walked out of the restaurant hand in hand with Heeseung, you couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation for your upcoming drive. You felt a newfound connection with him, and the thought of spending more time together filled you with happiness. It was finally your turn to experience something with a boy after all these years. All this time of telling every man around you “no”, shying away from going on dates and so much more. 

As Heeseung led you towards his car, you took a moment to take in his features. He was tall with a lean build, and his dark hair was styled in a trendy yet effortless way. You found yourself drawn to his easy confidence and playful personality, and you couldn't wait to see where the day would take you.

As Heeseung opened the car door for you and helped you get in, you felt a sense of appreciation towards him. He seemed to value your comfort and well-being, and you found yourself feeling even more attracted to him.

As he started the car and pulled out of the parking lot, you felt a sense of adventure and excitement. 

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As he drove, soft tunes emitted from his radio. He made small talk here and there about small things from places to visit in Malibu to asking you questions about your college life.

Once you two reached a nearby beach, he held the door open for you as you both got out. He offered to hold your shoes for you, to which you declined, preferring to keep your shoes on in the sand.

“You mustn't be from Cali if you’re genuinely going to wear your tennis shoes in the sand.” He said.

“You’re right, I’m not from Cali. I’m all the way from Virginia.” You said.

“West Virginia?” He asked. “Yes sir.” You told him, settling down beside him in the sand.

As you settled down beside Heeseung in the sand, you couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort and ease around him. Despite your initial nervousness, he had a way of putting you at ease and making you feel at home.

"So you're from Virginia, huh?" he said, his voice curious. "What brought you all the way out to California? Just school?"

You smiled at Heeseung, appreciating his interest in your background. "School was definitely part of it," you said, nodding your head. "But I was also looking for a change of scenery and a chance to explore new opportunities."

Heeseung nodded, seeming to understand your perspective. "I get that," he said, his voice thoughtful. "California is definitely a place of opportunity and adventure, if you know where to look."

You laughed, feeling a sense of warmth towards Heeseung's positive outlook on life. "That's exactly what I was thinking," you said, smiling at him.

As you both sat in the sand, watching the waves crash against the shore, you felt a sense of connection and ease with Heeseung. Despite your different backgrounds and experiences, you shared a common sense of curiosity and adventure that drew you together.

“Thank you for buying me breakfast, by the way. It was really good, I had a lot of fun talking to you.” You told him.

Heeseung turned his head towards you, a soft smile on his face. "Of course," he said, his voice warm. "I had a great time too. It's not often I meet someone who's as adventurous and curious as you are."

You felt a sense of happiness and appreciation at Heeseung's compliment. "Thank you," you said, feeling a blush rise to your cheeks. "I guess I just like to explore and try new things."

Heeseung nodded, seeming to understand your perspective. "I can definitely relate to that," he said. "Did I ever tell you that I studied music in college? 

You felt a sense of surprise and curiosity at Heeseung's revelation. "No, you didn't," you said, your voice intrigued. "That's really interesting. What kind of music did you study?"

Heeseung smiled, seeming to enjoy your interest. "I studied contemporary guitar performance," he said. "It was a really intense program, but I learned a lot about discipline and hard work."

You felt a sense of admiration towards Heeseung's dedication and commitment to his craft. "That's really impressive," you said, smiling at him. "I can tell you're really passionate about music."

Heeseung nodded, his eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. "Definitely," he said. "Music is my life. It's a way to express myself and connect with others in a meaningful way."

You nodded, feeling a sense of appreciation towards Heeseung's outlook on life. "That's really beautiful," you said. "I think it's amazing when people can find something they're truly passionate about and pursue it with all their heart."

Heeseung grinned, seeming to share in your enthusiasm. "I agree," he said. "I think it's important to follow your dreams and passions, no matter what anyone else says. Life is too short to not do what makes you happy."

“You have an amazing outlook on life. I wish I were more like you…” You told him, turning your attention to the waves.

“More like me?” he asked.

“Yeah…I feel like I’m so…dull and pessimistic. I’m always a future person rather than a present person. You know what I mean?” You told him.

"I don't think you're dull or pessimistic at all," he said, his voice reassuring. "In fact, I think you're one of the most interesting and curious people I've met."

You felt a sense of warmth and comfort at Heeseung's words. "Really?" you said.

Heeseung nodded, seeming to understand your uncertainty. "Definitely," he said. "I think it's great that you're always thinking about the future and striving to improve yourself. But at the same time, it's important to enjoy the present moment and appreciate the little things in life." 

You nodded at his comment, “True…”

“Like now…I’m enjoying my time with you. I am taking in everything you say and relishing in the moment.” He told you.

“Oh…wow…um..” You trailed off, “That’s nice…”

He laughed at your words, “You’re so cute and awkward.”

You felt a sense of embarrassment and amusement at Heeseung's comment. "I'm not that awkward," you said, trying to sound indignant.

Heeseung chuckled, seeming to find your reaction amusing. "I think you're adorable," he said, his voice warm. "Your awkwardness is part of your charm."

“Shut up, Heeseung. Like actually, zip your mouth shut.” You sarcastically told him, pushing him away from you.

Heeseung laughed, seeming to enjoy your playful banter. "Hey, I'm just telling the truth," he said, his voice still warm. "You're cute when you're flustered."

 "Fine, fine," you said, trying to sound annoyed. "I guess I'll just have to accept that I'm adorable."

Heeseung grinned, seeming to appreciate your good humor. "That's the spirit," he said. "Embrace your inner adorableness."

As the sun continued to set over the beach, casting a warm glow over the sand, you felt a sense of happiness and contentment settle over you.  The warmth of Heeseung’s body bounced off of your skin, creating an energetic connection between the both of you. 

You could feel his kindness, his easy-goingness, him. And he felt good. You didn’t want this feeling to end. 

Watching the sunset and feeling the warmth of his presence, you felt a sense of peace and contentment settle over you. It was as if all the stresses and worries of everyday life had melted away, leaving you with nothing but the present moment and the person sitting beside you.

You turned to look at Heeseung, feeling a sense of appreciation and gratitude towards him. "Thank you for bringing me here," you said, your voice soft. "This is really beautiful."

Heeseung smiled, seeming to understand your sentiment. "I'm glad you like it," he said, his voice warm. "It's one of my favorite places to come and just relax."

You nodded, feeling a sense of connection and ease with Heeseung. There was something about him that made you feel more comfortable and at ease than you had with anyone else in a long time. It was a feeling you didn't want to let go of.

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting the beach into a soft orange glow, you felt a sense of both excitement and apprehension about what the future held.

You checked your phone, noticing that it was getting a bit late. You didn’t want to have to drive back to campus so late at night so you knew you’d have to leave soon.

Reluctantly, you said, “I’ve got to head back to the hotel. We only planned on staying for a night.”

Heeseung nodded, seeming to understand your situation. "I understand," he said, his voice warm. "I had a great time with you today. Thank you for spending time with me."

You smiled at him, feeling a sense of appreciation and warmth towards him. "Thank you for showing me this beautiful place," you said. "I had a great time too."

As you began to gather your things, you felt a sense of both excitement and sadness at the prospect of leaving. You had enjoyed your time with Heeseung so much that you didn't want it to end, but you knew that you had to return to your everyday life.

You two walked back to his car and began your journey back to the hotel.

“So you say you’ve neverrrrr had a boyfriend, yeah?” He asked, turning the music down.

“Never.” You told him. “Why are you so interested in my failed love life, Heeseung?” you teased, turning to look at him.

Heeseung chuckled, seeming to enjoy your playful banter. "I'm not interested in your failed love life," he said, his voice warm. "I'm interested in you.

"Well, I'm glad you're interested in me," you said, your voice laced with playfulness. "I think you're pretty interesting too."

Heeseung grinned, seeming to appreciate your flirtatious tone. "Oh really?" he said, his voice low and husky. "I have a feeling we could be pretty interesting together."

You felt a sense of electricity pass between the two of you, the chemistry palpable. "I think you might be right," you said, your voice soft and seductive.

As you drove back to the hotel, the tension between you and Heeseung continued to build, the air charged with anticipation and desire. Of course, you hadn’t had the intention of doing anything with him…not this soon. But, there was a lot of “want” behind your feelings for him. 

He pulled into the front of the hotel, putting his car into park, not saying anything. As the silence between you and Heeseung lingered, you couldn't help but feel the intensity of the attraction between the two of you. You had never felt this kind of desire before, and it both excited and scared you.

You turned to look at Heeseung, him doing the same. You noticed the way his eyes lingered on your lips; The desire was mutual, and it was clear that neither of you could ignore it any longer.

Without thinking, you leaned in towards him, feeling the warmth of his breath on your skin. Heeseung met you halfway, his lips meeting yours in a fiery kiss that left you breathless.

In that moment, everything else melted away, and all that mattered was the two of you and your desire for each other. As the kiss deepened, you felt a sense of electricity pass between the two of you, the passion building with every passing moment.

His hand slid up to rest against your cheek as he pulled your face closer to his own, lifting the arm rest  up that separated the two of you. His lips dominated your own, leading to him taking over and guiding you through the kiss. You’d never EVER gone this far with a man before…but it all felt so right. 

You felt a sense of surrender as Heeseung deepened the kiss, his touch igniting a fire within you that you had never felt before. As he pulled you even closer, you let yourself be consumed by the passion of the moment, giving yourself over to the desire that had been building between the two of you.

His touch was electric, sending shivers down your spine as he explored your mouth with his tongue, teasing and tasting you with a hunger that matched your own. You had never felt so alive, so consumed by the desire for another person.

“Shit…” He huffed out, pulling his lips away. The only thing left connecting you both was a small string of saliva coming from your mouth. “I forgot we were parked in the front.”

Feeling overwhelmingly confident, you replied, “So then let’s go somewhere else.”

Heeseung's eyes widened in surprise, clearly taken aback by your boldness. But as he looked at you, he saw the desire and passion in your eyes and he knew that he couldn't resist.

"Okay," he said, his voice husky with desire. "Somewhere else it is."

Just as quickly as he had said that, he drove off. As you drove through the dark streets, you could feel the excitement and anticipation building within you, the desire for Heeseung overwhelming.

Finally, Heeseung pulled into a secluded spot and turned off the car, turning to look at you with a hunger that matched your own. As he leaned in to kiss you, you felt a sense of electricity pass between the two of you, the passion growing more and more strong.

He unbuckled your seatbelt and pulled you closer to him as he settled you both in the back. You situated yourself on top of his lap as his hands gripped onto your waist. 

His fingers hovered over your top, stopping as he looked up at you, “When you say you’ve never had a boyfriend….does that mean you’re a virgin?”

You felt a rush of heat spread through your body at Heeseung's question, feeling a mix of nervousness and excitement. You had never been with a man before, and the thought of exploring your sexuality with Heeseung was both overwhelming and enticing.

"Y-yes," you said, your voice barely above a whisper. "I am a virgin."

Heeseung nodded, seeming to understand your hesitation. "It's okay," he said, his voice soft and reassuring. “Are you sure you want to do this? With me?”

You looked into Heeseung's eyes, seeing the genuine concern and care in them. You took a deep breath, feeling the nerves building within you, but also feeling a sense of trust in him.

"I'm sure," you said, your voice steady and firm. "I want to be with you.”

With that, Heeseung leaned in and kissed you again. The passion between you two was undeniable, and as you explored each other's bodies, you felt a sense of liberation and excitement wash over you.

He’d eventually stripped you of your clothing, laying you down on your back as he hovered over you. 

“Are you okay?” He asked.

“Yes,” You told him, “I’m okay.”

You were drunk off of his kisses, feeling nothing very pure ecstasy as his eyes sparkled underneath the moonlight.

He kissed down from your lips to your collarbone, soon attaching his lips around one of your nipples, threading the other between his index and thumb.

He sucked around the surrounding area, sending sparks throughout your body. You bit your lip, attempting to contain the explicit noises that so desperately wanted to escape.

He kept at this for a while before his free hand slid down your stomach atop your panties. Your breath hitched as you felt his body heat radiating down onto your pussy. 

“Oh shit, Heeseung…” You moaned as he removed his mouth from your breast and lifted your legs up and apart.

“Nervous?” He asked.

You nodded, “So nervous…”

“Don’t worry…I’ll take good care of you.” He whispered, slipping your panties to the side and pressing his thumb down against your clit.

“Oh!” You gasped, his thumb pressing down harder and harder to see how much you could take.

“Feels good?” He asked. You shyed away from answering him and looked down at your legs. “Y/N…”

You shook your head, covering your face as you noticed your confidence slowly diminishing.

His thumb withdrew from you and was replaced by his mouth. His tongue lapped up your sensitive flaps and you couldn’t help but let out a loud string of moans. His mouth felt so good against you, your fingers were nothing compared to how good he felt.

You took your arms down and ran your fingers through his hair, urging him to go faster as you could feel a knot growing in your lower belly.

He sucked on your clit, allowing spit to dribble out of his mouth onto you, adding more pleasure.

Before you knew it, you were coming undone on his tongue. He happily lapped your release up, licking his lips clean of your juices.

He looked up at you, and you looked down at him as you came down from your high.

“You look so pretty like this,” He said, slipping his shirt off, “All laid out. Just for me.”

Once his pants were off, you could see his print in his briefs. You should’ve known that he’d be big, how could a man like him be anything but big?

“I don’t have any condoms…” He said, caressing your thighs, “Sure you still wanna continue?”

“I’m sure.” You told him, allowing him to pull your panties completely off.

He did away with his briefs and you took him all in. He was big. He was perfect. He was everything and above.

He opened your legs some more to accommodate for himself and placed his hand on your pelvis, holding himself within his hand.

“If it hurts, tell me.” He said. 

He slowly lined himself up with your entrance and pushed in, looking up at your face as it contorted up from the stretch. You held onto his hand and he intertwined his fingers with your own.

“Fuck…” He groaned, tightly holding onto you. “You’re so tight, y/n…”

You looked down at where you both had connected, taking a few deep breaths before urging him to continue.

He slowly started to thirst inside of you, starting off gentle before you told him he could speed up. Soon he went from gentle and unsteady to hard and controlled. 

His stomach brushed against your clit with each thrust, adding on to the pure bliss you were feeling. You thought you’d last much longer than you did, but with the combination of you being stimulated in more ways than one, you came within minutes. Tears fell from your eyes as moans ripped through your throat and your hand tightened within him as your nails dug in.

His thirsts staggered and he quickly stopped, pulling out and finishing on your stomach. Your head fell back and you closed your legs, feeling your body sink into his seat from exhaustion.

For a while, he didn’t say anything. But eventually, he slipped his clothing back on and opened the glove compartment, wiping your stomach with some few napkins he had.

You were too tired to do anything, and being the sweetheart he appeared to be, he put your clothes back on for you and held you against him as you grounded yourself.

Eventually, you recovered from the intense first time you had with him and hugged him, “Thank you…”

He took a deep breath, “Are you going to call me when you make it back to campus?”

“Yes…” You smiled.

“And are you going to text me every single day until we see each other again?” He asked.

“I will.” You told him.

He kissed your cheek and helped you back into the front seat, driving you back to the hotel and walking you into the lobby.

As you stood in the lobby, you turned to face Heeseung, feeling a sense of sadness wash over you. You didn't want this night to end, didn't want to say goodbye to him just yet.

Heeseung seemed to sense your hesitation, and he pulled you into a tight embrace, holding you close.

"It's not goodbye," he whispered. "It's just see you later."

You nodded, feeling a sense of comfort in his words. You hugged him tightly, not wanting to let go.

"Thank you for tonight," you said, your voice barely above a whisper.

"Thank you for being here with me," he replied, his voice just as soft.

With one last kiss, he pulled away, and you watched as he walked out of the hotel, feeling a sense of sadness and longing in your heart.

But as you made your way back to your room, you knew that this was just the beginning of something special between you and Heeseung. And you couldn't wait to see where it would lead.

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Off The Menu - Lee Heeseung (Chapter 3)

genre: angst, fluff, slow-ish burn, eventual smut!! (you’re responsible for what you consume, read at your own risk)

warnings: everything is consensual!! frequent talk of anxiety/self doubt, extremely suggestive phone calls, douchey/iffy male behavior, slight sadism??, purposeful gagging?, oral (m & f receiving), unprotected sex, food play, don't wanna spoil too much though ;)

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Chapter 3: “A man is still a man no matter what age.”

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As promised, you texted Heeseung once you reached your dorm. You were fully aware that it had only been 2 hours since you’d seen him, but you couldn’t help how excited you felt. Butterflies flooded your stomach as you thought about the special moment you had just shared with him. He’d forever hold the title of being your first time. You knew you would never forget how he felt against you, how impactful his words were, and how delicate each of his ministrations were. 

As you waited for Heeseung's response, you couldn't help but replay the events of the night in your head. You felt a sense of comfort and reassurance knowing that Heeseung felt the same way you did, and that the two of you were on the same page.

You tried to distract yourself by scrolling through your phone and watching some TV, but your mind kept wandering back to the incredible night you had just experienced with him. Your roommate occasionally glanced at you from her phone, raising her eyebrow but not questioning you.  You couldn't believe how perfect he had been, and how much he had made you feel loved and desired.

You replayed the events of the night in your head, you couldn't help but feel a sense of awe and wonder at how perfect everything had been. You had never felt more alive and connected to someone than you did with Heeseung.

You knew that the two of you weren't close geographically, but you couldn't shake the feeling that there was something special between you. You texted him once again, letting him know how much you had enjoyed spending time with him and how much you were looking forward to seeing him as soon as you finished your finals.

But to your surprise, you still had no response. In no way were you trying to make it seem as though you were waiting on him to respond, you only had hoped that he was still by his phone. Though, it was really late at night and he probably had work in the morning. 

You waited for Heeseung's response, you started to feel a bit anxious. You hoped that he was okay and that he wasn't ignoring you. You tried not to let your mind wander too far, reminding yourself that he might be busy or asleep. However, despite your efforts to distract yourself, you found yourself checking your phone every few minutes, hoping to see a message from him. But as time passed, you still hadn't received a response. You started to feel a knot form in your stomach, wondering if maybe you had said or done something wrong. You tried to push those thoughts aside, reminding yourself that it was late and he might just be asleep. 

Eventually, you decided to put your phone down and try to get some sleep. You knew that you had finals coming up and that you needed to focus on studying. But as you lay in bed, you couldn't shake the feeling of unease that had settled in your chest.

Did he genuinely mean it when you’d see him again? How soon was he talking? Yes, it was late, but surely he wasn’t asleep already. Plus, it was a Saturday night, how early does a 22 year old man sleep? Surely not that early. You’d think he’d be waiting around for a text from you.

You started to second-guess yourself, wondering if you had said or done something wrong. You couldn't shake the feeling that maybe he wasn't as interested in you as you had thought. In the back of your mind, doubt plagued your consciousness as you began to think about if he had only seen you as a quick hook up. You admit, you didn’t think you’d give it up so quickly. But, you felt drawn to him. In no way had you ever had the intention of being apart of the hook up culture as you knew you didn’t have the emotional stability for it…so you hoped that he took your guyses night together as an act of trust and intimacy, not just sex.

Despite your doubts and insecurities, you tried to stay positive and give Heeseung the benefit of the doubt. You reminded yourself that you had a strong connection with him and that he had shown genuine interest in getting to know you.

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As you woke up the next day and checked your phone, you were disappointed to see that you still had no message from Heeseung. You couldn't understand why he hadn't responded, and your anxiety started to build.

You tried to push aside the thoughts that he might not be interested in you, but it was hard to ignore the fact that he hadn't responded for so long. You started to wonder if maybe he had just been looking for a quick hook-up and had lost interest once he got what he wanted.

Your Sunday was spent in your room, trying to distract yourself from him. You had one more week, which meant 3 more exams before winter break would come. Ningning came to your room later on in the day and brought you lunch. She situated herself on your empty roommate's bed and dug into her sushi, “Finals are literally killing me, girl.”

You nodded, closing your laptop and opening the container of sushi. 

“I have a final in organic chemistry and I’m mentally preparing myself to get an F. I can’t remember any of the curriculum, there’s no more space in my brain. I’m done.” You sighed, eating a mouthful of your food. 

“Y/N, you’re smart. You’ll do fine. You and I both know that everytime you feel like you’re going to fail, you always get an A.” She said.

Just before you responded to her, your phone vibrated. You glanced down at it as your stomach dropped, praying that it was Heeseung but also not wanting to appear desperate.

You ate another bite of your food, attempting to ignore the presence of the notification on your phone, but you couldn’t help yourself…so you picked up your phone to open the text. It was Heeseung indeed. 

His text was so dry compared to how he usually talked…or maybe you were just overthinking it. You got up to walk into the shared living room and saw your roommates all on the couch. You walked out of the dorms and found yourself walking around campus as you dialed his number. 

Please pick up…please. You thought to yourself, pacing. Finally, it stopped ringing.

“Y/N, hey.” You heard his voice. You took a deep breath, feeling a weight lifted from your shoulders at the soft sound of his voice.

“Heeseung, hi, how are you? I feel like it’s been so long since we talked.” You told him, anxiously laughing.

“I’m good, how about you? How’s school?” He asked.

“School is…stressful. I have finals for this next week but then I’ll be on winter break! I won’t complain about it.” You told him, “Did you have work last night?”

“No, I didn’t.” You could hear a smile in his voice, “Were you waiting on me to text you back?”

You chuckled softly, feeling a bit embarrassed. "Maybe...I was just wondering how you were doing," you admitted. 

"I'm doing well, thank you for showing concern, Y/N,” Heeseung replied, his voice taking on a slightly flirtatious tone. "And don't worry, I haven't forgotten about you."

“That’s nice to hear…” You huffed, feeling the tension in your chest loosen up, “Maybe we can hang out again? I’m free this weekend. Are you?” 

Heeseung's voice sounded even more flirtatious as he replied, "I'm always free for you, Y/N. What do you have in mind?"

“I'm not sure. There’s this bakery I’ve been wanting to try that opened in LA. Do you think you could meet me there?” You asked him.

“Most definitely. What day would you like to do that?” He asked.

“Friday night works for me.” You said, “Fresh out of my last final. I’m sure I’ll be thankful to end the day by seeing you.”

Heeseung let out a chuckle on the other end of the line, and you could picture him smiling to himself. "I'll be there, Y/N. And I'll make sure to have a sweet surprise for you when we meet." 

You couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation at Heeseung's promise of a sweet surprise. It made you wonder what he had up his sleeve. "Ooh, now you've got me curious," you replied, a smile forming on your lips.

"Well, I guess you'll just have to wait and see, won't you?" He teased, “It will be worth the wait, I promise.”

“Can’t you give me a hint? I hate surprises.” You whined, taking a seat on a nearby bench. 

Heeseung paused for a moment, as if contemplating your request. "Hmm, okay, I'll give you a little hint. It involves something sweet, but it's not just any ordinary dessert."

Your curiosity piqued at his words. "What do you mean by 'not just any ordinary dessert'?"

Heeseung laughed softly. "Let's just say that it's something that's not commonly found in your everyday bakery. And it's something that I think you'll really enjoy."

You groaned, a hint of frustration in your voice. "Is it some type of food?"

Sensing your impatience, he replied, "No, Y/N. It's not food."

You felt a sense of relief and curiosity at his words. "Then what is it?"

Heeseung's voice took on a more sensual tone as he replied, "Let's just say it's something that will appeal to all of your senses. Something that will make you feel good, look good, and even smell good.”

Your heart skipped a beat at his words, and you couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation. It seemed like Heeseung was really putting effort into making your date special, and it made you feel desired and wanted.

"Okay, now you've really got me intrigued," you said, feeling a sense of excitement.

“Oh, Y/N, you’re such a nosey little baby. Can’t you wait a few days? It’ll be worth it.” He said.

You couldn't help but laugh at Heeseung's teasing tone. It seemed like he was enjoying keeping you in suspense. 

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As the conversation came to an end, you both made plans to meet at the bakery on Friday night. You hung up the phone feeling giddy with excitement, wondering what Heeseung had in store for you. The next day, you completed your organic chem final. It was a major pain in the ass trying to figure out the simple things such as balancing equations as it had been so long since you’d done such. Other than that, it was pretty straight forward and you ended the day off by eating in the dining hall with your roommate Yunjin.

She wiped her mouth as she ate a mouthful of rice, “I meant to ask you the other night what you were pacing around the room for.”

You raised your eyebrow, “When was I pacing? Was it when I was studying?”

“Dunno. You tell me.” She shrugged.

“I was stressed the hell out over my chem final. I hate chemistry.” You whined, “I absolutely hate it.”

“Totally wasn’t chemistry because you kept looking at your phone.” She laughed, “I’m calling bullshit.”

You awkwardly smiled and rubbed your temples, “Girl…”

“What?” She coaxed, “Don’t tell me a guy is stressing you out.”

“Well I mean, I’m not stressed anymore! He and I are good…I’m pretty sure.” You told her.

She rolled her eyes, “Guys are such a waste of time. None of them are going to take you seriously in college; Literal waste of energy.”

“Okay, but he’s different. He’s already graduated.” You told her.

Yunjin raised an eyebrow, looking skeptical. "Graduated? So, he's older than you?”

You nodded, feeling a bit self-conscious. "Yeah, he's a few years older. But that's not a big deal, right?" Your mind reminiscenced on your time spent with him, causing you to smile"His name is Heeseung, and he's amazing. We're even going on a date Friday."

She placed her chopsticks down, “Where’d you meet him?”

“You know how I was gone over the weekend? Ningning and I went to Malibu for a small little vacation and I met him at a restaurant…he was our waiter.” You told her.

“So what? You just started texting him through instagram or something?” She asked.

“No,” You began, “I gave him my number and he texted me later on that night…and then we went out to breakfast together. He’s honestly so sweet, I’m glad I shot my shot…”

“So you think that just because you guys went to breakfast together…that he’s going to take you seriously?” She asked, squinting her eyes ahead at you.

“Well, why wouldn’t he? He’s older…more mature than I am. I don’t think he’s going to be playing games at 22…” You trailed off, pondering whether or not you’d admit the full story to her.

She shrugged, “A man is still a man no matter what age.”

“Okay well…I slept with him…before I left.” You told her.

Her eyes widened, “But I thought you were a virgin?”

“I was…until Saturday night.” You told her. “It was fully consensual, I wanted it. He was so sweet during it too. I’ve heard horror stories about other people’s first times but it honestly felt good. I keep thinking about it. That’s how memorable it was.”

Yunjin's expression was one of shock and surprise as you finished telling her about your weekend with Heeseung. She sat there for a moment, not saying anything, as if she was processing the information. 

Finally, she spoke. "I mean, congratulations for cumming on your first time and everything, but...sleeping with a guy you just met? On your first time, at that?"

You felt a sense of defensiveness rising up in you at Yunjin's words. "It's not just about that, Yunjin. Heeseung and I have a connection. And it was my choice to sleep with him. I don't regret it."

Yunjin nodded, looking a bit more understanding. "I get that, Y/N. And I'm not judging you for it. I just want to make sure that you're being safe and making the right choices for yourself."

You smiled, feeling grateful for your friend's concern. "I am being safe, Yunjin. And I appreciate your support."

“Did you guys use protection?” She asked, folding up her trash.

“No…he pulled out. That’s fine, right?” You asked her.

She licked her lips, “Hm, I suppose it’s okay but it’s not a foolproof method. I recommend getting on some birth control if you plan on seeing him continuously.”

You nodded, feeling a bit embarrassed that you hadn't thought of that beforehand. "Yeah, you're right. I should probably look into that."

Yunjin smiled, looking relieved. "Good. And also, don't forget to get tested regularly for STIs. It's important to take care of your sexual health."

You felt a sense of gratitude towards Yunjin for looking out for you. "Thanks.. I appreciate your advice and concern. I’ll look into it." 

You both walked back to the dorms together and you consciously reminded yourself to meet with your doctor soon. 

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The next day, you got up and took your second to last final in sociology 1. It was pretty easy, actually. You sped through it with ease and turned it in, finding your way back to your seat to text Heeseung.

“almost done with finals…wyd? missing you~” - You

Again, no immediate response. You knew that he was bound to not respond right away but you couldn’t help but hope he would. Class ended, you made your way back to your dorm. Another day, another boring night spent in your dorm.

As you waited for a response from Heeseung, you tried to distract yourself by browsing through social media and catching up on some TV shows. But your mind kept drifting back to him and the weekend you had spent together.

“Earth to Y/N.” A voice called. You looked up from your phone and saw Yunjin staring at you with her hands out, “Did you hear what I said?”

“No, what’d you say?” You asked, placing your phone down.

“I asked if you want to go out with me and some friends. I have an extra ticket to a concert tonight.” She said, jumping up from her bed.

“Um, no thank you. Have fun though.” You said.

“You should get out of the dorm. You’re going to rot away in here waiting on that grown ass man to contact you.” She said.

You felt a bit embarrassed by Yunjin's comment, but you knew that she was just looking out for you. "I know, you're right. But I just can't stop thinking about him."

She took a deep breath, “Look, love you to the moon and back, so I’m just gong to be honest with you. Okay?”

You nodded, “Alright.”

“He’s 22, living in MALIBU of all places, and he, correct me if I’m wrong, takes a long time to respond to you. Doesn’t that seem weird to you? I’m an avid believer of if he wanted to, he would.” She said.

Discomfort and defensiveness rose up in you at Yunjin's words. "I mean, he's just busy with work and stuff. And he's not always on his phone.” You told her, “I’m just anxious for no reason.”

Yunjin gave you a sympathetic look. "Cute, but you deserve someone who is willing to put in the effort and time for you. And if he's not doing that, maybe you should ground yourself and think about if he’s worth the stress."

"I appreciate your concern, Yunjin. But he's worth the stress to me. We have a real connection." On one hand, you knew that Yunjin was right and that you deserve someone who would make you a priority. On the other hand, you couldn't help but feel attached to Heeseung. “I’ll go with you to the concert. I need some fresh air anyway.”

“Yasss,” She cheered, “That’s the Y/N I know.”

As you got ready to go out with Yunjin and her friends, you couldn't help but think about what she had said. Maybe she was right, and maybe it was time to start considering what you really wanted in a relationship. But for now, you just wanted to have some fun and take your mind off things.

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The concert you attended was nice. It was a band you were unfamiliar with but it was worth the time spent going to see it. In the end, you all decided to match with black dresses and red lipstick. It was fun, energetic, just what you needed. The part that sucked was that you found yourself needing to physically escape from stressful situations and you didn’t want to make a habit out of that.

You all settled down at a nearby restaurant; Finney’s Crafthouse. You’d heard good things about it, therefore you were excited to try it.

You, Yunjin, Alexa, and Karina all ordered multiple entrees and talked about random stuff. You couldn't help but feel grateful for their company. The concert had been just what you needed to take your mind off things, and now the conversation and relaxed atmosphere at the restaurant was a welcome distraction.

The food arrived, and you all dug in, enjoying the delicious flavors and the pleasant ambiance of the place. As you chatted and laughed with your friends, you couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment and happiness.

But at the same time, you were aware of the nagging feeling in the back of your mind, the feeling that you were trying to escape from something. You didn't want to make a habit out of needing to physically escape from stressful situations, and you knew that you had to face your problems head on.

“So,” Yunjin began, clearing her throat, “I was hoping you could tell all of us about this mystery guy from Malibu. Multiple opinions are sometimes better than just one biased opinion, yeah?”

You slowly nodded. Alexa placed her arm around your shoulder as you began to explain how you met Heeseung. You took a deep breath, feeling a bit nervous about sharing your personal life with your friends. But you knew that Yunjin, Alexa, and Karina were all close to you and had your best interests at heart.

“I met Heeseung in Malibu a few days ago. He was the waiter for Ningning and I…and I could tell he was flirting with me in the very beginning . I gained the confidence to give him my number, he texted me, we met up the next morning for breakfast; Went for a walk on the beach later on but I had to leave because Ningning and I only planned on staying for a day so…yeah. I WAS going to go straight to the hotel but…I didn’t…and I slept with him…gave him my vcard and stuff. Now, I’ve been talking to him a bit since then but he takes a really long time to respond but when he does respond, it’s always flirty and…it makes my stomach get butterflies so it’s hard to stay mad at him.”

When you finished explaining your situation with Heeseung to your friends, you felt a sense of relief wash over you. It was good to get it all out in the open, and to have the support and perspective of your friends.

Alexa looked thoughtful. "Okay, so he's a bit flaky with responding to your messages. But when he does respond, it makes you feel good. Do you think he's worth the stress and uncertainty?"

You took a moment to think about it. "I don't know. Part of me thinks that maybe it's just his personality to be a bit nonchalant and not always on his phone. But another part of me wonders if he's not as interested in me as I am in him."

Yunjin gave you a sympathetic look. "Like I said, you deserve someone who is willing to make you a priority and put in the effort. Maybe it's time to have a serious conversation with him about where things are going before you lead yourself on."

Karina nodded, “Yeah, yeah. What does he look like? Is he cute?”

You couldn't help but chuckle at Karina's question, feeling grateful for the lighthearted moment amidst the serious conversation. "Yes, he's very cute," you replied, “I don’t have any photos though.”

Alexa took her phone out, “His name is Heeseung, you say? Malibu?”

You nodded, “Yes, and yes.”

She tapped her phone a few times, then showed you all an instagram account. “Found him.”

You felt a bit surprised and embarrassed that Alexa had managed to find Heeseung's Instagram account so easily, but you couldn't help but feel a sense of curiosity. You leaned over to get a better look at the pictures on her phone, taking in Heeseung's handsome features and the stunning views of Malibu in the background.

"He's even cuter than I remember," you commented, feeling a sense of warmth spread through you.

“Yeah, he’s super cute…” Karina agreed. “I’m jealous, lowkey.”

Yunjin gave you a knowing look. "Okay, enough about his looks. Let's focus on what really matters: whether or not he's willing to make you a priority."

You nodded, feeling a sense of gratitude towards your friends for keeping you grounded and focused on what really mattered. "You're right, Yunjin. I need to have a serious conversation with him about where things are going."

Alexa gave you a reassuring smile. "And we're here to support you every step of the way, Y/N. You deserve someone who is willing to make you a priority and put in the effort." 

You felt a sense of comfort and reassurance at her words, knowing that you had the support of your friends as you navigate your way through this complicated situation with Heeseung. Maybe it was time to start thinking about what you really wanted in a relationship, and what you were willing to accept. But for now, you were content to just enjoy the company of your friends and the restaurant around you.

The night prolonged on further and you found yourself in a car with all of them on the way back to campus.

Your phone vibrated; FINALLY! He texted you back!

You felt a sense of excitement and nervousness as you saw Heeseung's name appear on your phone screen. You quickly opened the message, eager to see what he had to say.

“Just got off work.” - heeseung <3

That’s all he had to say? It’d been an entirety of 10 hours since you texted him, and he didn’t even have the nerve to give you the same energy that you’d given him?

You took a deep breath, trying to stay calm and rational. Maybe he was just tired or busy, and didn't have the energy to send a more thoughtful message. But at the same time, you couldn't help but feel like you deserved more effort and attention from someone you were interested in. Your friend's words stuck to you like a thread, and you were unable to shake the feeling of frustration. 

As you sat in the car with your friends, your mind raced with thoughts about your situation with Heeseung. You couldn't help but feel like you deserved more effort and attention from him, especially after sleeping with him and giving him your virginity.

Alexa noticed the look on your face and placed a hand on your arm. "Hey, you okay?"

You nodded your head, feeling a mix of frustration and sadness. “I’m okay!”

You stared down at his text, deciding not to respond in the end. It was late at night. You were aware that he got off work late, but surely he had breaks throughout his job. He couldn’t even be bothered with responding to you throughout the day. Was this some joke to him?

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You and Yunjin made your way back to your shared room. She decided to sleep in her dress as she was exhausted but you chose to shower and rinse your face off.

You placed your phone on the charger and finished up some last minute studying for your last final. 

Once again, your phone vibrated. You knew it was him, it couldn’t have been anyone but him. How come he could text you almost a day later, but once you waited a few hours, he double texted? You took a deep breath, trying to stay calm and rational. Maybe he had a good reason for not responding earlier, or maybe he was just busy. But at the same time, you couldn't help but feel like you deserved more effort and attention from someone you were interested in. 

You picked up your phone and opened his text.

“I heard this song on the radio while I drove home; Reminded me of you. Check it out :)” - heeseung <3 

You clicked on the link he sent you and it took you to youtube; “Wet Dreamz” by J.Cole played from your phone. You listened to it, reading the lyrics. 

As you listened to the song and read the lyrics, you couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. On one hand, you were touched that Heeseung had thought of you and wanted to share something that reminded him of you. On the other hand, you couldn't help but feel frustrated and confused about where things were going between you two. 

The song seemed to be about a guy's sexual fantasies and desires, and while you could appreciate the artistry of the music, you couldn't help but wonder if Heeseung was trying to send you a message about what he was looking for in a relationship.

You decided to respond, trying to keep your tone neutral.

“nice. why’d u think ab me when you heard it?” - You

As you waited for his response, you couldn't help but feel a sense of nervousness and apprehension; Maybe he was just sharing the song with you because he liked it, or maybe he was trying to send you a subtle message about only viewing you for sex.

He read your text, sending a laughing emoji back.

“Wouldn’t you like to know? So curious, always asking questions. So cute.” - heeseung <3

You smiled at his text.  It was nice to see that he still found ways to make you laugh, even in the midst of your concerns and uncertainties about where things were going between you two.

“heeseunggg tell me what u mean pls…” - You

He read your text, then sent, “Call me and I’ll tell you over the phone.”

As quickly as you had read his text, you called him and walked out of the room.

He answered, “Well well well. Here we are again.”

“Heeseung, I’ve literally been counting down the days for Friday. I’m so excited.” You cheesed, making your way to the dorm commons.

Heeseung replied with a small laugh, “Mmm, I had a feeling. It’ll be nice to see that beautiful smile of yours in person again.”

You couldn't help but feel your cheeks flush at his words, feeling a sense of warmth and affection towards him. Maybe there was a chance for something more meaningful between you two, and maybe this weekend would be the start of something special.

“You’re such a little sap.” You told him, “So obsessed with me!”

Heeseung laughed at your words, his voice still carrying that flirty tone.

“Only for you.” You couldn't help but smile at Heeseung's response, feeling a sense of happiness and contentment. It was nice to hear him express his feelings so openly and honestly. You heard him sigh on the other end , “I’ve got to tell you something, Y/N.”

“What is it?” You asked him.

“I’ve been thinking about you lately. Been thinking about your smile, your laugh, everything.” He said, “It’s only been a few days since I’ve seen you but it feels like a century.”

“Aw, Heeseung, wow…” You whined, feeling vulnerable, “That means a lot…can I admit something to you?”

“Of course you can.” He said.

You slowly nodded, “I’ve been overthinking a lot…about you. I understand that you work a lot, and I truly don’t know what it’s like to have a job so I apologize if this comes off as needy…but I was just wondering why it takes you all day to respond? Like, I don’t want to bother you throughout your day so is there a specific time I should text you?”

As you finished voicing your concerns to Heeseung, there was a moment of silence on the other end of the line. You could hear him taking a deep breath, as if considering his response.

“Ah, I see. Well, Y/N, you’re welcome to text me at any time of the day. I love seeing your texts in my notifications.” He said. 

“Really? You don’t mind?” You asked, “So if I call you tomorrow at a random time, you’ll pick up?”

“I wouldn't mind at all," Heeseung replied, his voice carrying a warm and reassuring tone. "And if you call me at a random time, I'll pick up. Just for you, I’ll make sure my ringer is always on. Just for my special girl.”

You couldn't help but feel relieved and grateful at Heeseung's response. It was reassuring to know that he was open to communicating with you and that he valued your messages and calls. You smiled, feeling a sense of closeness and connection with him.

As you asked Heeseung what he meant by calling you his "special girl," he responded with a low chuckle. "What do you think I meant, Y/N? You’re the main girl that's been on my mind lately."

You felt a flutter in your chest at his words, and you couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement. "Is that so?" you replied with a coy smile. "What do you think about when you think about me?"

Heeseung's voice lowered to a husky whisper. "Oh, I think about a lot of things, Y/N. I think about the way your lips feel against mine, the way your body feels pressed against mine..." he trailed off, his words sending a shiver down your spine.

You felt a blush creep up your cheeks, but at the same time, you couldn't deny the feeling of desire that was building inside you. "Heeseung, you're making me blush," you admitted, your voice barely above a whisper.

Heeseung chuckled again. "I like making you blush, Y/N. It's one of my favorite things to do. Maybe I'll have to do it more often."

You felt a surge of heat between your thighs at his words, and you couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement at the thought of being with him. "Maybe you should," you replied, your voice low and sultry.

There was a pause on the other end of the line, and you could hear Heeseung's breathing becoming more ragged. "Y/N, you're killing me," he said, his voice husky. "Missing you so bad right now..."

You felt a surge of desire wash over you at his words, and you couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation. "Well, maybe you'll get your chance soon," you said, your voice dripping with innuendo.

Heeseung let out a low groan. "God, Y/N. You're driving me crazy. I can't wait to see you this weekend. I'm going to make sure we have plenty of time alone."

Your stomach turned in arousal at his words, and you felt sweat beading on the surface of your skin.

“Heeseung, are you alone right now?” You asked him.

Heeseung's breathing became even more ragged at your question. "Yes, I'm alone," he replied, his voice thick with desire. "Why do you ask?"

A mischievous grin spread across your face as you replied, “Well, are you at home?”

"Yes, I am," Heeseung replied, his voice filled with curiosity. "Why?"

You took a deep breath, feeling a sense of boldness wash over you. "Because I want to say something bad…" you said, your voice low and sultry. "Something really, really bad."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line, and then you heard Heeseung let out a low chuckle. "Well, now you've got me curious, Y/N," he said, his voice laced with amusement. "What do you want to say?"

You took a deep breath, feeling a surge of excitement and desire. “It’s pointless to say. You’re too far away to do anything about it.”

Heeseung let out a disappointed sigh. "Oh, Y/N. You can't just leave me hanging like that," he said, his voice filled with longing. "What did you want to say?"

You laughed softly, feeling a sense of playfulness. "I'll save it for when you're here with me," you replied, feeling a sense of anticipation building inside you.

Heeseung let out a low groan. "Y/N, you're driving me crazy," he said, his voice thick with lust. “I’ll be counting down the hours till Friday.”

You smiled to yourself, feeling a sense of satisfaction. "I'm looking forward to it too, Heeseung," you replied, your voice filled with excitement. "We're going to have so much fun."

Heeseung hummed softly.

You began, “I’ll let you go to sleep,” you told him. “It’s late, I know you’ve been at work all day. Call me whenever you get a chance, I’ll be here.”

Heeseung let out a grateful sigh. "Thanks, Y/N. I appreciate it," he said, his voice filled with exhaustion. "I'll definitely call you as soon as I can. Goodnight, and sweet dreams."

"Goodnight, Heeseung," you replied, your voice filled with warmth. "Sleep well and take care of yourself."

As you hung up the phone, you couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over you. You knew that this was just the beginning of a new and exciting chapter in your relationship with Heeseung, and you couldn't wait to see where it would take you. With a smile on your face, you got ready for bed, feeling a sense of happiness and anticipation for what was to come.

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The next day was pretty bland. No exams throughout the day so it was pretty chill. You left class early to grab lunch with your study group in social psych to prepare for a final exam on Friday. You spent the afternoon discussing key concepts and theories with your group, finding that studying with others helped you understand the material better. By the time the evening rolled around, you felt a sense of accomplishment and confidence, knowing that you were better prepared for the upcoming exam.

Though you were waiting on Heeseung’s call, you felt a sense of calmness. The intimate call you two shared the night before left you feeling more drawn to him. You knew that he worked throughout the day. You passed the time by catching up on some reading, watching your favorite show, and chatting with friends. As the evening wore on, you couldn't help but check your phone every few minutes, hoping for a call or a text from Heeseung.

Unfortunately, the night continued to carry on and you found yourself dozing off as the clock showed 2 am. You had classes in less than 5 hours, and you needed all the sleep you could get as you had a practice test in social psych, so you allowed yourself to fall asleep in the empty room.

But your phone rang in the middle of you attempting to sleep, so you groggily reached for it, feeling pure exhaustion. It was Heeseung on the other end, and you answered it.

"Hey Heeseung, how are you?" you asked, trying to stifle a yawn.

Heeseung's voice was filled with warmth and excitement. "Hey Y/N, sorry to call so late. I just wanted to hear your voice before I went to bed," he said, his voice filled with affection.

You felt a surge of happiness wash over you at his words. "No need to apologize, Heeseung. I'm glad you called," you replied. “How was work?”

“Same old, same old.” He yawned.

“Do you live alone? I meant to ask you a long time ago.” You said.

Heeseung let out a tired chuckle. "Yeah, I do live alone. But now that you mention it, I wouldn't mind some company. How about you come over and keep me company?" he said in a flirtatious tone.

You laughed, “Please, I wish. You know we live too far away from each other.” you told him. “Only one more day till we see each other. You can wait.”

Heeseung let out a playful sigh. "You're right, Y/N. But a guy can dream, can't he?" he said, his voice still laced with flirtatiousness.

You couldn't help but giggle at his response. "Of course he can. And who knows, maybe one day we won't live so far away from each other," you replied, feeling a little flirty yourself.

Heeseung's voice was filled with warmth and affection. "I like the sound of that, Y/N. You always know how to make me smile," he said, his voice filled with fondness.

“Well, do you stay near your job? I’m curious; Wanna know where you live.” You asked him, sleepily smiling.

Heeseung chuckled. "I don't live too far from my job, actually. It's a nice little apartment not too far away from the city center," he replied. “You’ll have to come see it for yourself.”

"I'd love to come and see it, Heeseung. Maybe you can give me a tour," you said.

“I’ll keep that in mind.” he yawned again.

“What does your room look like?” You asked him, sitting up in your bed and rubbing your eyes.

Heeseung let out a tired laugh. "Well, it's not the most exciting room in the world, but it's cozy and comfortable. I've got my bed, a desk, and a few posters on the wall," he replied.

You couldn't help but smile at his description. "That sounds nice, Heeseung. I'm sure it's a reflection of your personality.”

“I’d hope not,” He said, “It’s so boring. I haven’t gotten around to decorating. Just black and gray, nothing special.”

“I like black and gray, my favorite colors.”

Heeseung chuckled. "Well, in that case, maybe you'll like my room. It's definitely got a lot of black and gray going on," he replied, his tone playful.

You couldn't help but giggle at his response. "I'm sure I will, Heeseung. Especially if you're in it," you said.

“Oh, Y/N…you better stop with these suggestive jokes.” He laughed, “Tryna get me going at 2 in the morning?”

“Maybe, yeah. I just miss you.” You whined.

“I know, I know. I miss you too, my love. Only one more day.” He said, “I’ll make sure that our time spent together is worthwhile.”

“Can you give me a sneak peak on what you plan on doing with me on Friday? Kinda curious.” You asked him.

Heeseung's tone turned more seductive. "Well, I could give you a hint, but I think it might be more fun to keep you guessing.”

You couldn't help but feel a surge of desire at his words. "Oh, is that so? You enjoy keeping me on my toes, don't you?"

Heeseung's voice was filled with warmth and affection. "I enjoy a lot about you, Y/N; Your smile, your laugh, your playfulness. And yes, even your desire to know what I have planned for us on Friday," he said, his tone turning more sensual.

You felt your cheeks flush at his words. "Well, I guess I'll just have to wait and see," you replied, feeling a little breathless.

Heeseung's voice turned even more seductive. "Or maybe I could give you a little sneak peek, just to whet your appetite," he said, his voice filled with desire.

You couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement at his words. "Oh really? And how would you do that, Heeseung?" you asked, feeling a little daring.

Heeseung's voice was filled with a husky tone. "I could describe in detail all the things I want to do to you on Friday," he said, his breathy voice sending shivers down your spine.

You couldn't help but feel a wave of desire wash over you as you heard the seductive tone in Heeseung's voice. "Oh, Heeseung…”

"Let's just say that Friday is going to be a night to remember, Y/N. Don’t fret.” He said.

Your heart was pounding in your chest as you listened to his words. "I don’t want to wait, Heeseung. Please…if I have to drive to Malibu myself, I’ll do it. I don’t care if you’re an hour away. I need you.” you said, feeling a little breathless.

Heeseung's voice was filled with tenderness and affection. "Don't worry baby. I'll take care of you. I'll give you everything you need and more," he said.

“Okay, okay…” You sighed, “Can you please promise to call me as early as you can tomorrow? I feel like a horn-dog whenever you call me at night.”

Heeseung chuckled. "Of course, Y/N. I'll make sure to call you early tomorrow. I don't want to make you feel like a horn-dog," he replied, his voice filled with amusement.

You let out a relieved sigh. "Thank you, Heeseung. I appreciate it," you said, feeling a little more at ease.

Heeseung's voice was filled with tenderness. "Anything for you, Y/N.”

Thursday was such a DRAG! Your entire day was full of on and off studying and texting with Heeseung. He had work tonight but wanted to make more time for you. 

You’d never felt so happy before, so noticed, so…important.

As the evening approached, you found yourself getting more and more excited at the thought of talking to Heeseung again. You couldn't wait to hear his voice and feel his love and affection. 

Your phone rang as you began to get into the shower. Of course, answering your phone was more important than showering, duh.

You answered, “Heeseung, hi~”

"Heeyy, Y/N," Heeseung's voice came through the phone, filled with warmth. "How's my favorite girl feeling?"

You couldn't help but smile at his words. "I'm doing good now that I'm hearing your voice," you replied.

Heeseung chuckled. "That's sweet of you to say. How was your day today?" he asked, his voice filled with genuine interest.

You sighed. "It was a drag, to be honest. Just a lot of studying and work. But talking to you always makes it better," you said, feeling a little more relaxed.

Heeseung's voice was filled with sympathy. "I'm sorry to hear that, baby. But don't worry, tomorrow is going to be amazing. I have so many surprises planned for us," he said, his voice filled with excitement.

You couldn't help but feel a surge of anticipation at his words. "So you’ve said. Are you sure you can’t give me a small hint?" you asked, feeling a little playful.

Heeseung's tone turned more seductive. "Well, let's just say that I plan on making you feel very, very good," he replied, his voice filled with desire.

You felt a wave of heat wash over you at his words. "Oh, Heeseung. You know just what to say to make me weak in the knees," you said, feeling a little breathless.

Heeseung's voice was filled with tenderness. "I love making you feel good, Y/N. And tomorrow, I'm going to make sure that you feel like the most important girl in the world," he said, his tone filled with thick, hot lust.

You rubbed your thighs together, the mere thought of him viewing you as most important, the hotter you felt.

“Are you tired?” You asked.

“Not exactly, why?” He asked.

“I’m just…kind of…” You trailed off, “Nothing, I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“You can’t just leave me hanging like that. Just say it.” He said.

“Nooo, I'll just tell you tomorrow. Sounds good?” You asked him.

“Wow, so now you’re punishing me?” He asked, “I like it, kinky.”

You couldn't help but giggle at Heeseung's playful response. "I'm not punishing you, Heeseung. I just want it to be a surprise," you said, feeling a little mischievous.

Heeseung hummed. "I like surprises, especially when they come from you, Y/N. I can't wait to see what you have in store for me," he replied, his tone filled with playful curiosity.

You felt a surge of excitement at his words. "Oh, don't worry. It's going to be good," 

Heeseung's voice turned more seductive. "I’ll hold you to it.”

The call came to an end and you couldn't help but feel a sense of desire and anticipation for the upcoming day. You knew that it was going to be special, and you couldn't wait to see what kind of memories you and Heeseung would create together.

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Finally, finally, FINALLY! Friday had made its way into the week. While you still had that big exam, you couldn’t help but feel happy. You’d be able to see Heeseung today. These past few days had been pure torture. You were ready to see him (amongst the long list of other things you were excited to get from him).

You made your way to the other side of campus and joined other students waiting to test. Now, you will admit, you zoned out halfway through the test and had to snap back into reality. You couldn’t help how much you craved Heeseung, you just wanted it all to be over with.

Once the exam was done, you minear tan to your dorm and showered, shaving every inch of your body and exfoliating afterwards.

You texted Heeseung a location and a time and he sent a thumbs up back. God, you were so excited. You shimmied your way into a black body on dress and some black shoes, fluffing your hair as best you could get it and adding a tinch of makeup. You didn’t want to over do it as you had the expectations of him ruining it all before the night was over.

Keys in hand, perfume and other essentials in your bag, you made your way to your car and began your hour long journey to LA.

The roads were not as terrible as you’d thought they would be considering it was rush hour, but you got to the bakery within due time. You parked, got out, and took a deep breath as you made your way in.

You glanced around a bit and saw Heeseung leaning on the wall on his phone. 

“Heeseung,” You called, “Hey.”

He looked up at you, a grin forming on his face as he put his phone away and walked over to you. “Aw, Y/N, you look so beautiful.”

You wrapped your arms around him and he hugged you back, “Thank you thank you, I put the dress on for you. I was hoping you liked it.”

“I love it.” He said, caressing your waist as you showed him to the front and looked ahead at the long line that led to the front register.

You and Heeseung waited in line, you couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment and happiness wash over you. Being with him made you feel alive and special, and you cherished every moment that you spent together.

As you approached the front of the line, you and Heeseung picked out a few pastries and drinks to share. You took a seat at a small table in the corner, feeling a little shy but also excited to be spending time with him.

You and Heeseung enjoyed your treats, you couldn't help but feel a sense of intimacy between the two of you. He fed you every now and then, making you smile at his small displays of service.

“So,” You said, finishing your drink, “What’s the surprise?”

“Ah, that’s right.” He said, “Your surprise. Do you mind leaving your car here overnight?”

“Like…in the parking lot?” You asked, surprised.

“The parking garage, in the back. I’ll park beside you.” He said, “Just wanna make sure we ride in the same car.”

“Sure,” You told him, not seeing any reason to say no, “I’ll do it for you, park in the back. Might as well.”

“Good, let’s do that then. Don’t wanna keep my girl waiting.” He said.

As you and Heeseung made your way to the parking garage, you couldn't help but feel a little nervous about leaving your car overnight. But at the same time, you trusted Heeseung and felt that he wouldn't do anything to harm you.

Heparked his car beside yours, he turned to you with a smile. 

"Thanks for doing this, Y/N. I just wanted to make sure that we could spend as much time together as possible," he said, his tone filled with affection.

You couldn't help but feel a little touched by his words. "Of course, Heeseung. Anything for you," you replied, feeling a little shy.

As you got into Heeseung's car, you couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement wash over you. You knew that he had something special planned for the two of you, and you couldn't wait to see what it was.

He turned in low music and glanced at you before driving off into the distance, “Did you pack any clothes?”

“Mm, no? I didn’t plan on staying overnight…unless you want me to.” You told him.

“I think you should stay overnight. If I get a room at a hotel, will you stay with me?” He asked, “I only have today off of work…”

You felt a little taken aback by Heeseung's request, but at the same time, you couldn't help but say yes to him. You had feelings for him, and the thought of spending the night with him was thrilling.

You took a deep breath before responding. "Yes, Heeseung. I'll stay with you," you said, your voice filled with anticipation.

Heeseung's eyes lit up with happiness. "That's great, Y/N. I'm really looking forward to it," he said, his tone filled with enticement.

As the two of you made your way to the hotel, you couldn't help but feel a little nervous. You had never spent the night with Heeseung before, and you didn't know what to expect.

He opened the hotel door for you and you walked in. you placed your shoes to the side and glanced around the spacious room.

He hummed, tracing his hand over your back, “The bakery was nice.”

You turned to him, “I’m glad you liked it! The strawberry shortcake I got was pretty good as well.”

“Mhm.” He hummed again, not replying to what you said. He pulled you closer to him and you let his hands run down your waist.

His eyes were low, pupils blown with pure lust.

“So…about that surprise?” You reminded him.

He didn’t smile, like how he usually did. Instead, he tucked hair behind your ears, pulling your face closer to his. Only, he turned your head to the side and you felt his plump lips resting atop of your ears. 

He huskily whispered, “I’ve been thinking about you all week.” 

“Oh…” You hummed, “I’ve been thinking too…”

“Yeah?” He asked, his thumb caressing your cheek. “Thinking about what, baby?”

“You…!” Your voice came out in a squeak as one of his hands had found your butt.

He smiled a little, “What else?”

“About what you said..how I’m the most important girl to you. It made me feel good.” You told him, looking up at him. 

Your eyes locked with his own and you felt as though you’d been put in a trance.

“Cute.” He said, “You are important to me. You know that?”

You nodded, “Yes, I know.”

“And you know what important girls get?” He asked.

You shook your head, “No.”

He leaned in closer to you, his breath warm against your ear. "They get whatever they want," he whispered seductively. "So tell me, baby, what do you want?"

You felt a shiver run down your spine at his words, and you couldn't help but feel a little bit bold. "I want you," you whispered back, your voice barely above a breath.

His lips curled into a smile as he leaned in to kiss you, his hands sliding down to grip your hips tightly. You melted into his embrace, losing yourself in the heat of the moment.

As the kiss deepened, you felt a sense of completeness wash over you. Everything felt right when you felt him. Every doubt in the depths of your mind had been cast away as he held you against himself. 

He nudged your head back as he prodded his tongue between your lips and made his way in. 

From a light delicate kiss to a sloppy make out session with saliva spilling over both of your mouths, he suddenly pushed you backwards onto the bed and licked his lips.

You sat up on your hands, feeling yourself begin to smallen underneath his intense gaze.

“What?” You asked him, “Why are you looking at me like that?”

He swiftly grabbed your legs, pulling them apart and to his waist as he rested himself in between. 

“Mm.” He hummed, pulling the straps to your dress down your arms, “I can’t look at you?”

“You can…” you told him. “You always can.”

He nodded, lowering his head down to your neck, “What lotion is this?”

“Uhhh, I don’t know. I think it’s called strawberry something, I got it from a shop back home.” You told him. “Why?”

He attached his lips to the side of your neck, not bothering to respond to you as he began to kiss what his mouth could reach.

You caught your lip between your teeth, trying to silence the sounds that wanted to escape. But, his hand slid up to your jaw and his finger prodded against your lips, “Suck it.”

Your heart dropped at his words, but you did what he said. You let him rest his finger on your tongue as you closed your lips around it, sucking on it like he had instructed you to. 

He lifted his head up and looked down at you, “The whole thing.” Pushing it all the way into your mouth, your nose flared a bit as the urge to gag began to creep upon you. “Come on, I know you can do better than that. Suck on it the right way.”

Literal question marks raised above your head. How else were you supposed to suck on a finger? Bite it or something? What did he want you to do?

He pulled his fingers out, taking his other hand around your jaw to open your mouth. He held up his middle and ring finger, “Stick your tongue out.”

You did as he said and he rested his fingers on the tip of your tongue, tracing the tips of both fingers around the surface of your wet muscle.

“Do this with your tongue.” He said, continuing the swirling motions.

His hand came to a halt and you did as he said, circling your tongue around his fingers. He nodded, “Good girl. Just like that.”

You kept at it until he slid his fingers further into your mouth. His fingers reached the back of your tongue, and you felt your throat beginning to convulse at his actions.

“You can gag. It’s okay.” He reassured, continuing to push his fingers further into your mouth. Once he brushed the back of your throat, you gagged, tears flooding into your eyes. You gagged again from him adding another finger.

He finally took his fingers out and wiped them on his shirt. He left a chaste kiss on your lips and focused back on pulling your dress off, “You’re so good for me, Y/N. You know what good girls get?”

You shook your head, “No…”

“Good girls get to do something for me.” He said, “You know what that special thing is?”

“I don’t.” You told him, lifting your arms up as he pulled your dress off, placing it beside you both.

He held your hands, pulling you up with him off the bed. You stepped off with him and he took your place, sitting on the bed. His hands brought you down to the ground to sit on your knees between his thighs.

You had an idea where this was going as you weren’t completely obvious, however, you’d never given a guy oral. 

“Have you done this before?” He asked.

“No..” You told him, placing your hands on his thighs. “It’s my first time.”

“Again?” He smiled. “You’re so cute, you know that, Y/N? So innocent…” He reached down to unbuckle his pants and urged you to pull his belt out of the loops, to which you did.

He grabbed his belt from your hands and tossed it on the ground, caressing your chin as he titled your head up towards him.

“You already know what I want, right?” He asked.

You nodded.

“Good.” He said, “Do a good job and you’ll get your surprise, okay?”

“Okay.” You replied, unzipping his pants and with his help, pulling his pants down midway.

You looked down at the very obvious bulge in his briefs. You weren’t quite sure where you’d go with this. You’d heard a multitude of stories about giving for the first time along with seeing it on various apps. 

You always felt as thought you’d be too nervous to do it for a guy as it was a very uncomfortable view for you; He was above, you were below. Your face from above was never your favorite, knowing how stupid you’d look dont it always deterred you from engaging in it. But with Heeseung, it was different; you WANTED to give him head. You wanted to do any and everything for him, all he has to do was ask.

You caressed your hand over him, slowly sliding your hand on the waistband to slowly pull it down. He deadass sprung out, it was…a sight to see, that’s for sure.

“You’re really turned on, huh?” You asked in a breathless laugh.

Heeseung let out a low chuckle, running his fingers through your hair. "You have no idea," he replied, his voice thick with desire. "But let's not waste any more time talking."

With that, he leaned back on the bed, spreading his legs wider and urging you closer with a hand on the back of your head. You took a deep breath, feeling your nerves flutter in your stomach, but you were determined to make this good for him.

You tentatively wrapped your hand around him, feeling his hardness pulse beneath your fingers. You glanced up at him for guidance, but he just gave you a small nod, leaving you to figure it out on your own.

You slowly lowered your head, taking him into your mouth inch by inch until he was fully inside. You felt him twitch against your tongue, and you knew you must be doing something right. You started to experiment with different movements, licking and sucking him in different ways until you found what made him moan the loudest.

He pushed your head down further, causing you to gag around him.

“Fuckkk…” He sighed, shifting his ups up closer to your mouth. 

Heeseung's fingers tightened in your hair, urging you on as you took him deeper and deeper, letting your own pleasure build as you felt him react to your touch. Finally, with a low growl, he came in your mouth.

His cum filled your mouth to the brim and he quickly reached down to cover your mouth, “Swallow it.”

You did as he said, swallowing as much as you could as some dropped down the crease of your lip, but he wiped it up and shoved it back into your mouth.

As you swallowed his release, you felt a sense of pride and satisfaction wash over you. You had given him pleasure and he seemed to be thoroughly pleased with your efforts.

Heeseung leaned back on the bed, breathing heavily as he looked at you with a mixture of desire and adoration. "You sure that was your first time?" he asked.

You blushed, feeling a mixture of embarrassment and pleasure at his words. "Yes, it was," you replied, looking up at him with a shy smile.

Heeseung chuckled, running his fingers through your hair. "Well, you certainly have a natural talent for it," he said, pulling you up for a deep kiss. "I can't wait to see what else my girl is capable of…"

You felt a rush of excitement at his words, knowing that you were willing to do anything to please him. You were eager to explore more with him and see where this newfound chemistry would take you.

Heeseung pulled away from the kiss, looking at you with a serious expression. "But remember, Y/N, this is just between us," he said, his tone firm. "No one else can know about what we do together."

“What do you mean?” You asked, “Why can’t anyone know?”

Heeseung's expression softened as he looked at you. "It's just… complicated," he said, running a hand through his hair. "It could cause problems for both of us."

“It won’t cause problems for me..” You told him, the once happy feeling you felt within your chest being replaced with slight sadness.

Heeseung's eyes softened as he looked at you, sensing the sadness in your tone. "I know it won't cause problems for you, Y/N," he said, reaching out to cup your face in his hands. "But it’ll cause problems for me.”

You nodded, understanding his concerns. You didn't want to cause any trouble for him, even if it meant keeping your situationship a secret. But it still hurts to think that what you had with Heeseung couldn't be fully acknowledged and celebrated.

"It's okay," you said, forcing a smile. "I understand. Our secret is safe with me."

Heeseung leaned in to kiss you, his lips soft against yours. "Thank you, Y/N," he whispered against your mouth. "I promise to make it up to you in other ways."

You sadly nodded at his words, “Alright..”

He looked at you for a while, resting you in his lap as he wiped your lips, “Are you sad?”

You hesitated for a moment before answering honestly. "A little bit," you admitted. "I just wish we could be open about this, you know? It feels like we have to hide this part of ourselves and that kind of hurts."

Heeseung's expression softened as he looked at you, his thumb gently stroking your cheek. "I know it's not ideal, Y/N," he said, his voice gentle. "But that doesn’t change anything. How about we just take it day by day and see where it goes, yeah? You know, I’d do anything for you, Y/N. Even if that means calling you at night just to hear your voice; Anything.”

You felt your heart flutter at his words, feeling a rush of affection for this man who was willing to do anything for you. "Okay, that makes me happy." you said, looking up at him with a small smile. "Thank you for saying that."

Heeseung leaned in to kiss you again, his lips soft and tender against yours. "Anything for you." he murmured against your mouth.

His hands found your bra, pulling it over your head and pulling you closer against his chest.

“What surprise did you have for me?” You asked him.

“Ah, that’s right.” He smiled, getting up from underneath you and fixing his pants. He glanced around the room for a bit, and then found his way to the small fridge underneath the tv. When he opened it, you saw a variety of foods and drinks. He grabbed out a whipped bottle of something, you were unable to read the label.

“What’s that?”

He looked down at it, before looking up at you, “Whipped cream.”

“Huh?” You asked, confused at why he’d be surprising you with whip cream.

“Just wait, you’ll see.” He said, pushing you down on the bed. You felt a sense of anticipation wash over you as Heeseung pushed you down on the bed, wondering what he had in store for you with the whipped cream.

He climbed on top of you, holding the can of whipped cream in one hand as he leaned down to kiss you deeply. His lips were soft and warm against yours, and you felt a shiver run down your spine as his tongue traced over your bottom lip.

He pulled away from the kiss, a mischievous glint in his eye as he sprayed a dollop of whipped cream on your neck. You gasped at the sensation, feeling the cold cream against your skin.

Heeseung leaned down to lick it off, his tongue tracing over your neck and collarbone, making you moan with pleasure. He sprayed more whipped cream on your chest, his tongue lapping at it eagerly as he explored every inch of your skin.

You felt a sense of surprise wash over you as Heeseung continued to explore your body with the whipped cream, pushing you to new heights of pleasure and excitement. 

Eventually, he licked his way down to your panties, pulling them off with his teeth.

“So pretty.” He remarked, shaking the bottle of whip cream. 

You felt a sense of anticipation wash over you as Heeseung shook the bottle of whipped cream, wondering what he had in store for you next. Your body felt alive with desire and excitement, eager to see where this newfound chemistry with Heeseung would take you.

He sprayed the whipped cream over your bare mound, making you gasp at the cold sensation. Heeseung leaned in, his tongue lapping eagerly at the cream as he explored every inch of your sex.

You moaned with pleasure as he continued to lick and suck at your clit, his tongue tracing over every fold and crevice of your sex. The combination of the cold cream and his warm, wet mouth sent waves of pleasure coursing through your body, making you arch your back and cry out in ecstasy.

Heeseung continued to pleasure you with the whipped cream, pushing you to new heights of pleasure and excitement. You didn't know where this would lead you, but you were happy just to be in his arms and explore the depths of your desires together.

As he brought you to the brink of orgasm, he pulled away with a devilish grin. "Not yet, baby," he said, his voice low and husky. "There's still so much more I want to do with you."

You felt a sense of anticipation wash over you at his words, wondering what other pleasures he had in store for you. You were ready and willing to explore every inch of your desires with Heeseung, eager to see where this forbidden romance would take you.

Heeseung's gaze was intense as he looked at you, his hand trailing up your thigh. "I want to explore every inch of your body, Y/N," he said, his voice low and seductive. "I want to taste every part of you and make you scream my name."

You felt a rush of desire at his words, knowing that he was completely in control of your pleasure. You were eager to see what other pleasures he had in store for you.

He leaned down to kiss you deeply, his tongue exploring every inch of your mouth as his hand trailed up to your breast. He teased your nipple, making you moan with pleasure as he continued to kiss you deeply.

He pulled away from the kiss, his eyes dark with desire. "I want to make you mine, Y/N," he said, his voice full of passion. "I want to claim you in every way possible and make you mine forever."

He leaned in to kiss you again, his hand trailing down to your sex as he began to pleasure you once more. You closed your eyes and gave yourself over to the sensations, knowing that Heeseung would take you to new heights of pleasure and excitement.

Heeseung continued to pleasure you with his skilled hands, exploring every inch of your body with passion and desire. You felt completely consumed by the intensity of his touch, as he took you to new heights of pleasure and ecstasy.

As you moaned and writhed beneath him, Heeseung whispered sweet nothings in your ear, telling you how much he desired you and how he wanted to make you his forever. You felt a sense of belonging wash over you, knowing that you were completely in his grasp and that he would take care of you.

He flipped you over onto your stomach, kissing and nibbling at the back of your neck as his hands roamed over your body. His hands gripped the curvature of your ass, spreading you apart. You felt him position himself at your entrance, slowly pushing himself inside of you as you let out a moan of pleasure.

He began to move in a steady rhythm, his strokes deep and powerful as he took you to new heights of pleasure. You cried out as he brought you to an intense orgasm, your body trembling with pleasure as you surrendered to him completely.

As you came down from your high, Heeseung continued to move inside of you, his strokes slow and deliberate as he took his time pleasuring you. You felt a sense of intimacy and connection with him as he held you close, his breath hot against your skin as he whispered sweet nothings in your ear.

You knew that what you had with Heeseung was a secret, but at that moment, you didn't care. All that mattered was the intense pleasure you shared with him, and the promise of more to come.

Heeseung continued to move inside of you, his strokes becoming faster and more intense as he neared his own release. You felt a sense of contentment wash over you as he let out a low groan, his body shuddering with pleasure as he came inside of you.

He laid onto the bed beside you, ease washed over you, knowing that you had shared something special and intimate with him. You snuggled up to him, feeling completely at peace in his arms.

He pulled the blankets over you both as he pulled your leg to rest over his own. “You did so well, baby girl. I’m so proud of you.”

You smiled, closing your eyes as you breathed in his natural scent.

Time passed as you laid there beside him, until you felt the urge to pee. You tapped him to let go of you and you got up. 

Stupidly, you got up too quickly and felt something drip down your leg. 

“What the fuck…” You gasped, watching white liquid come from out of you.

You glanced back at him from behind you and he looked down at your legs.

“Heeseung, what is this?” You asked him, panic arising in your chest.

He got up, pulling his pants on and walking over to you. “It’s…” He trailed off, walking into the bathroom and coming back out with a towel.

He got down and wiped the liquid away, throwing the towel in the trash when he finished. 

You felt a sense of panic and confusion wash over you as Heeseung wiped the white liquid away from your legs. You didn't know what was happening or why you were leaking this strange substance.

"What is this, Heeseung?" you asked again, your voice trembling with fear.

Heeseung looked up at you, his expression serious. "It's just something that comes out when you’re being pleasured. Nothing to worry about.” he said, his voice gentle and reassuring.

You felt a sense of relief wash over you at his words, knowing that it was nothing serious or harmful. You were still embarrassed, however, and wished that it hadn't happened in front of Heeseung.

"I'm sorry," you said, your voice soft. "I didn't mean for that to happen."

Heeseung shook his head, his hand reaching out to cup your cheek. "There's nothing to be sorry for, Y/N," he said, his voice full of tenderness. "I'm here for you, no matter what."

After you had taken care of your business in the bathroom, you returned to the bed and snuggled up to Heeseung once again. You felt a sense of peace and contentment wash over you as you lay there with him, his arms wrapped around you as you both relaxed and enjoyed each other's company.

As the night wore on, you talked about your hopes and dreams, sharing your deepest desires and fears with him. You felt a sense of intimacy with him, feeling as though he truly heard you and saw you for who you were. 

As the hours ticked by, you both drifted off to sleep, your bodies entwined as you slept peacefully in each other's arms. You didn't know what the future held for your relationship, but for now, you were happy just to be with him and explore the depths of your desires together.

In the morning, you woke up to the sound of birds chirping outside the window. You opened your eyes and smiled as you saw Heeseung lying next to you, his eyes closed.

You snuggled up to him and kissed him softly on the lips, feeling happiness and contentment wash over you. You didn't know what the day would bring, but for now, you were happy just to be with him and explore the depths of your desires together.

As you got up and spruced up the room, you glanced over at Heeseung and saw his phone beside his hand. You noticed that his phone had multiple missed calls. You felt a sense of curiosity wash over you, wondering who could be trying to reach him so urgently.

You picked up his phone and dialed the most recent number, feeling a sense of unease wash over you as the phone rang. After a few rings, a girl answered the phone.

As you dialed the number back, a girl answered adamantly, "Hello?"

"Hi, this is Y/N. May I know who's speaking?" you asked, trying to keep your voice steady.

"I'm Hana, who are you?" the girl replied, her voice direct.

"I'm calling about the missed calls on Heeseung's phone," you said, your voice growing more insistent. “Just out of curiosity.”

Hana hesitated for a moment before speaking. "I'm sorry, I think you have the wrong number," she said, her voice still confident.

You felt a sense of confusion and unease wash over you as you hung up the phone. You couldn't shake the feeling that something was off, but Hana's confident response made you wonder if it was just a simple misunderstanding.

Heeseung began to stir beside you, you quickly put his phone back on the bed and pretended to be asleep, not wanting to give away that you had been snooping through his phone.

As Heeseung woke up and stretched, you couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt wash over you. You didn't want to start the day with a lie, but you also didn't want to confront him about the missed calls and risk causing a fight.

You snuggled up to him and kissed him softly on the cheek, trying to push your worries to the back of your mind. 

“Hey,” He said, “Goodmorning.”

“Morning.” You said back, faking a smile.

Heeseung sat up and placed his phone face down on the nightstand, you felt a sense of relief that he wasn't immediately checking his messages. You didn’t know what to title what you both were, but you still couldn't help but feel a sense of curiosity and unease about the missed calls and Hana.

He turned to you and smiled, his hand reaching out to cup your cheek. "Is everything okay, Y/N?" he asked, his voice full of concern.

You hesitated for a moment before speaking. "I'm not sure," you said, your voice soft. "I noticed that you had some missed calls earlier. Is everything okay?"

Heeseung looked at you for a moment before nodding. "Yeah, everything's fine," he said, his voice reassuring. "It was just a friend from work trying to reach me. Nothing serious."

“Isn’t it kind of weird for a friend from work to blow your phone up? It might be something serious. Why don’t you call them back?” You asked him, trying to see if he reacted indifferently to what you said.

Heeseung looked at you, his expression turning slightly. "It's not that weird," he said, his voice unwavering. "Sometimes work stuff comes up and people need to get in touch with me urgently. But I'll call them back later and check in to make sure everything's okay."

You sensed Heeseung's confidence in his explanation. Yeah, sure. You listened to Heeseung's explanation about the missed calls, but you couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off. You knew that he often received calls and messages from work, but the number of missed calls seemed excessive.

"Are you sure everything's okay?" you asked, your voice hesitant. "It just seems a bit strange for someone to call you so many times in a row."

Heeseung sighed. "Look, Y/N, it's really not a big deal," he said. "I'll call them back later and figure out what's going on. It's probably just something that needs my attention."

You felt a sense of disappointment wash over you at his. 

"I just want to make sure that everything's okay," you said, your voice softening. "If there's anything I can do to help, please let me know."

Heeseung looked at you for a moment before nodding. "Thanks, Y/N," he said, his voice softening as well. "I appreciate your concern. I'll call them back when you leave and see what's going on."

You nodded, “Right. When I leave..”

“Is that a problem?” He asked.

“No, it’s not. It’s fine.” You told him, getting up from the bed and huffing as you grabbed your dress. “It’s totally fine.”

He watched you walk back and forth throughout the room before getting up and walking over to you.

“Well, you know what? I called the ‘friend from work’ back. It’s a girl. Hana. Why’d she say I had the wrong number? Why would she lie about that?” You admitted, unable to contain your built up frustrations.

Heeseung's expression turned serious as he listened to your question. You were sure he knew that you were feeling jealous and insecure, and you hoped he didn't want to make things worse by being evasive or dismissive.

"I get that you’re upset, but there’s nothing to be upset about. You’re overthinking it.”

You took a deep breath, maybe he was right. Maybe there was nothing to worry about.

“Do you promise that I’m overthinking it?” You asked him.

“Promise.” He said.

You nodded, deciding to let it go as you slipped your dress back on. You brushed your teeth in the bathroom beside him as he did the same, watching him occasionally glance at his phone that he kept beside him at all times.

When you were in the car with him on your way back to the bakery, you asked to check the time in his phone but he excused your request, explaining that he was trying to save his battery.

You kissed him goodbye, asking him to call you as soon as he got home, to which he agreed. You watched him drive off as you sat in your car, pondering to yourself.

You’d find out who this ‘Hana’ was even if it was the last thing you’d do. Heeseung was yours.

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it doesn't count if we don't kiss | l.hs

synopsis → finding out your ex-boyfriend is now dating your best friend was appalling news to hear. sure, you’re the one who initiated the break-up, but you never intended for this to happen. seeing heeseung with your friend ignited jealousy that you’ve never felt before. afterall, he pretty much worships the ground you walk on and it was clear he was only doing this to get a reaction out of you. your theories are only proven right once he comes over and makes a point you both can’t deny.

genre → former lovers, smut

pairing → nonidol!heeseung x fem!reader

warnings → MDNI, cheating

w.c. → 2k

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You’re not too sure why you invited him into your place when you opened your door and saw him standing there. You two haven’t really spoken to each other since you broke up with him, but that’s not to say that you haven’t exchanged glances and lingering stares with each other whenever you and him are with your best friend. So, now, here you are with your ex-boyfriend sitting on one end of the couch while you sit on the other, still waiting for him to answer the question you had asked him on why exactly he was here in the first place.

You cross your arms as you look at him, your eyes scanning carefully from his legs all the way to his hair, carefully eyeing his figure. He notices out of the corner of his eye and normally, he would be nervous, but he was trying his best not to show it; not to show you still hold that kind of power over him. You fall for it, raising an eyebrow as you try to figure out what exactly influenced this sudden change in him. Sure, you used to find it cute, him being nervous around you, but then you found it to make things awkward. 

You continue to think as he sits back and sighs, spreading his legs apart a little, making your eyes shift to look at his crotch for a split second. He notices that, too, making him smirk. You roll your eyes at his expression and let out a huff.

“If all you’re going to do is sit there, I would much rather you just get up and leave.”

He rolls his eyes a little and leans forward, resting his elbows on his legs as he clasps his hands together. He turns his head to look at you and sees how you, having your arms crossed, kind of pushes your boobs together and he clears his throat as he turns his head to look down, trying not to get a boner.

“I just came because I wanted to make sure everything is cool between us.”

“Bullshit.” you say.

He turns to look back at you, sitting up and resting his back against the couch. He looks into your eyes, seeing how annoyed you are at his lame excuse, although he does mean it.

“I know that it’s awkward now that I’m dating your best friend, but-”

“Stop.” you close your eyes and hold out your hands.

You open your eyes, tears oddly beginning to brim them. Hearing him say that stuck a nerve and even when you found out that they started dating, you had never cried over it. But here he is, sitting just across from you, and you can’t do anything about it. You know you have no place to cry, which is why you never did; you broke up with him. 

He feels his heart swell when he sees you trying to hold back your tears and he realizes, still, just how much he loves you. Dating your best friend, as cruel as it is to say, was just a lame attempt to get over you and it clearly wasn’t working. He scoots closer to you and you feel a lump form in your throat as one tear escapes from your eye, against your will. 

He reaches out, hesitantly, to place his hand on your cheek before wiping away the tear gently. You close your eyes as you feel your breath hitch, indulging in his familiar touch, realizing just how much you miss it; how much you miss him. You open your eyes, meeting his gaze, him now sitting closer and only inches away from your face, only inches away from your lips. Your eyes flick between looking into his eyes and at his lips. You look back at his eyes, slowly, and he bites his lip, leaning in. 

As much as you want to, as much as you want him to kiss you and as much as you want him to be yours, you know you can’t. 

“Heeseung…” you trail off, stopping him from moving any closer.

Your noses are touching, both of your eyes closed, knowing that if you looked at each other, you wouldn’t be able to stop from going any further.

“Please…” he pleads. He misses you so much, he loves you so much, he needs you so much.

“I want to, but we can’t.” you whisper, slightly pulling away.

He won’t let you, he won’t let you go again. You both open your eyes and he looks at you, determined. Then, he thinks of something, something that may not even be correct, but he wants it to be true anyway.

“It doesn’t count if we don’t kiss.”

You scoff a little, knowing full and well that that specifically doesn’t matter: cheating is cheating. But you find your hand subconsciously rubbing his thigh, your touch automatically giving him a boner. You move your hand further up, palming him, and he lets out a hiss from the sudden contact.

“Fuck it.” you say, pushing him against the back of your couch.

He finds himself internally thanking God that this is happening and you get off of the couch, kneeling in front of him. He feels his heartbeat fasten at the sight, but finds the confidence to stroke your hair as he spreads his legs, smirking at you. You find his newfound confidence to be a big turn on, and you hold eye contact with him and you begin to undo his pants, him raising his hips as you pull them and his boxers down to pool around his ankles.

He sighs happily when you grip his long, thick, veiny cock in your hand, the tip leaking with precum. You lick your lips and he swears he is going to lose his mind. You leave light kisses along his shaft, making his breath get caught in his throat as he watches you, carefully and diligently. You look at him innocently, licking off his precum and his eyelids flutter closed as his head falls back. You tease him a little, only continuing to lick the tip and he whines, looking at you with frustration. 

“Fuck, don’t be like that.” he manages to sputter out through his shallow breaths.

You give in, opening your mouth before you wrap your lips around his length. His mouth falls agape and he grips your hair, not pushing you and letting you go at your own pace. Your head bobs up and down, letting out sighs, sending vibrations along his cock, inching him closer to his orgasm. Saliva drips down his shaft as you continue sucking and he lets out a string of moans when you take all of him into your mouth, him feeling the back of your throat. He accidentally thrusts into you.

“Shit, sorry.” he apologizes quickly, but he does it again. “Fuck-” he says, you pulling off of him. He thinks that he messed up and deeply regrets it, seeing saliva on your lips, you looking so fucking hot. 

“Do what you want, baby.” you say, pumping him a few times with your hand, covering your hand in your own saliva as well, before putting him in your mouth again. 

You moan against him, closing your eyes as some part of you now wants him to just fuck your mouth. Your wish is his command as he begins to thrust in your mouth. He gets lost in his movements, letting out a string of curse words and moans as he uses you. You moan again and he picks up his pace before letting out a whine and shutting his eyes tight, his head falling back and he cums in your mouth. 

You swallow all of his release, taking his cock out of your mouth and kissing the tip. He looks back at you, panting, before helping you up and laying you back on the couch, him now hovering over you. He pulls off your shorts and almost cums again seeing you’re not wearing any panties.

“Fuck, did you know I was coming over?”

You laugh a little and shake your head, you pull him close so you can whisper in his ear, “I’m not wearing a bra either.” 

Now this, he’s gotta see. His eyes widen as his cock becomes hard again. He pulls off his pants and boxers completely before leaning back down to your neck, kissing and sucking as he leaves hickies pretty much everywhere. You’re his; you’ll always be his. His hand caresses your thigh as you moan, spreading your legs more, bucking your hips up, trying to come in contact with his dick.

With his other hand, he holds your hips down and pulls away from your neck. He looks at you and kisses your forehead before smirking. He leans back and grips his cock in one of his hands, running the tip along your wet pussy. You bite your lip and he watches, his other hand pushing up your shirt, just enough so your breasts are exposed. He coos as he sees your nipples get hard, rolling one of your nipples between his fingers.

“Heeseung, I swear-”

“Hmm? What are you going to do?” he asks, pulling his cock away from you, but still fondling your breast, squeezing it lightly, making you moan. “Are you going to tell your best friend just how badly I’m treating you?”

You feel your face become hot and all he does is just grin. He leans back to whisper in your ear, “Don’t worry, I’m only yours.” he whispers before pushing his thick cock inside of you. You gasp, your back arching a little and he groans, relishing in how good you feel. “Fuck, you’re so wet.” he whines, trying to keep his composure, but he just wants to feel you clench around him, crying out his name, as you cum all over his dick. 

He doesn’t waste any time, he thrusts into you fast and hard, shaking the couch a little. One arm wrapped around your waist to keep you in place and the other gripping the armrest on the couch. Your fingernails dig into his back as he pounds into your throbbing pussy.

“Fuck, Heeseung…” you moan.

He rest his forehead on yours as he continues to fuck you mindlessley, wanting to kiss you so bad. He tries to distract himself by pulling away, throwing your legs over his shoulders, fucking you deeper. He watches as your tits bounce and how you grip his forearms, your face contorting in pleasure. You watch him, his hair starting to stick to his forehead as his thrusts become a little sloppy, his cock twitching inside of you, making you throw your head back.

“Heeseung-” you call out, clenching around him as you cum, letting out shallow breaths and moans.

Hearing that is all he needed; it’s all he wanted. He clenches his jaw as he ruts into you a few more times before cumming. He takes your legs off of his shoulders as he pulls out of you, watching as your cum spills out of you. He takes his fingers and pushes the cum back inside of you, a whine escaping your lips. You push his hand away, standing up, cum now dripping down your inner thigh. He stands as well, both of you out of breath, and your legs shaking a little. He pulls you close, kissing your cheek, before wrapping his arms around your waist, hugging you tightly as if he doesn’t want to lose you. You hug him back after a moment, closing your eyes.

A part of you is a little sad, not knowing what this leads to, but even though you are trying to deny it, you know it changes nothing; it will be like nothing happened. No matter if you both want it to mean something, neither of you will admit it. Afterall: it doesn’t count if we don’t kiss. Both in terms of cheating and in terms of making up.

GUYS IM ACTUALLY GONNA CRY BUT I GOT LOCKED OUT OF MY OLD TUMBLR ACCOUNT AND MADE THIS ONE BUY THERE WAS THIS FANFIC ABOUT HEESEUNG AND I WAS SO INVESTED BUT I CANT REMEMBER THE NAME SO IF YOU FIND A HEE FF THATS ABOUT TWO IDOLS THAT DATED AND BROKE UP AND THE FEMALE LEAD MAKES PLAYLISTS ABOUT REALLY SPECIFIC STUFF HMU

CURIOUS CAT — finding Ethan

SYNOPSIS! Curious Cat is an app that peaked three years ago where people use it to flirt with their crush anonymously and then suddenly forgot about it.

or wherein, Y/N was devastated when her crush, Lee Heeseung indirectly rejecting her in highschool. Three years later, both of them have this unknown beef in between them that even their friends don't know the real reason behind. One day, Y/N suddenly remembered and opened her C.C account, and saw that someone by the name 'Ethan' confessed to her three years ago.

chapter 17 — finding Ethan

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GENRE! smau + written, on crack, slow burn, mutual pinning or past pinning, university au, kinda enemies to lovers troupe, heeseung is a simp, reader is kinda dumb, friends bullying friends

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CURIOUS CAT — heeseung not bitchless ⁉️⁉️

SYNOPSIS! Curious Cat is an app that peaked three years ago where people use it to flirt with their crush anonymously and then suddenly forgot about it.

or wherein, Y/N was devastated when her crush, Lee Heeseung indirectly rejecting her in highschool. Three years later, both of them have this unknown beef in between them that even their friends don't know the real reason behind. One day, Y/N suddenly remembered and opened her C.C account, and saw that someone by the name 'Ethan' confessed to her three years ago.

chapter 18 — heeseung not bitchless ⁉️⁉️

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GENRE! smau + written, on crack, slow burn, mutual pinning or past pinning, university au, kinda enemies to lovers troupe, heeseung is a simp, reader is kinda dumb, friends bullying friends

𖥻 author's note — !

hehehehe heeseung came home two times in a row so here we go! and he look so good in their live earlier ><

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CURIOUS CAT — megamind memes

SYNOPSIS! Curious Cat is an app that peaked three years ago where people use it to flirt with their crush anonymously and then suddenly forgot about it.

or wherein, Y/N was devastated when her crush, Lee Heeseung indirectly rejecting her in highschool. Three years later, both of them have this unknown beef in between them that even their friends don't know the real reason behind. One day, Y/N suddenly remembered and opened her C.C account, and saw that someone by the name 'Ethan' confessed to her three years ago.

chapter 19 — megamind memes

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GENRE! smau + written, on crack, slow burn, mutual pinning or past pinning, university au, kinda enemies to lovers troupe, heeseung is a simp, reader is kinda dumb, friends bullying friends

𖥻𖥻 taglist!

@ckline35 @meinapricity @gugudone @xoxodinaryheroes @msxflower @lov3niki @ahnneyong @raikea10 @bigtoewinwin @dearhee @tlnyjoong @sungookie @uwudaizy @jeongintwt @paragonofroyalty @captivq @lavisha7 @prdxinvade @lockburn-castle @chaemmie @xtra-cheese @notdrunkbutdazed @binsoomi @mimikittysblog @zhaixiaowen

CURIOUS CAT — getting braver

SYNOPSIS! Curious Cat is an app that peaked three years ago where people use it to flirt with their crush anonymously and then suddenly forgot about it.

or wherein, Y/N was devastated when her crush, Lee Heeseung indirectly rejecting her in highschool. Three years later, both of them have this unknown beef in between them that even their friends don't know the real reason behind. One day, Y/N suddenly remembered and opened her C.C account, and saw that someone by the name 'Ethan' confessed to her three years ago.

chapter 20 — getting braver

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GENRE! smau + written, on crack, slow burn, mutual pinning or past pinning, university au, kinda enemies to lovers troupe, heeseung is a simp, reader is kinda dumb, friends bullying friends

𖥻𖥻 taglist!

@ckline35 @meinapricity @gugudone @xoxodinaryheroes @msxflower @lov3niki @ahnneyong @raikea10 @bigtoewinwin @dearhee @tlnyjoong @sungookie @uwudaizy @jeongintwt @paragonofroyalty @captivq @lavisha7 @prdxinvade @lockburn-castle @chaemmie @xtra-cheese @notdrunkbutdazed @binsoomi @mimikittysblog @zhaixiaowen

LOVER ⸺ LEE HEESEUNG

genres! fluff, established relationship, song fic

word count! 550

playlist! lover by taylor swift

synopsis! in which Heeseung finally pops the big question

A soft giggle slips past your lips when your boyfriend twirls you back into his arms as you both fall in step once again, letting the rhythm control your movements.

The music on the mini-speaker played lowly throughout the apartment, the scent of gingerbread cookies and hot cocoa wafting through the air, with your arms around his neck and his hands finding solace on your waist.

The golden glow of the Christmas tree illuminates your dancing figures as you look up into his big brown eyes that shine with affection, his lips curled in a tender smile that flashes his pearly whites as his forehead rests against yours, and you wish to always be this close with your lover.

He places a gentle kiss on the apple of your cheek before whispering, “I have something for you,” his peppermint breath fanning your face.

“Early Christmas present?” you quip in a whisper of your own, the grin on your face growing bigger as you laugh inwardly.

He chuckles but doesn't respond and slides his hands down to your hips before gently pushing your body away.

Your heart skips a beat the very second he gets down on one knee, a quiet gasp escaping your lips when he pulls out a small red velvet box from the pocket of his plaid pajama pants, opening the top to reveal a diamond ring, you instantly recognize it as the one you couldn't stop admiring a few months ago in the jewelry store.

He looks up at you with those beautiful doe eyes of his, their deep brown rich and soft like chocolate, “I spent months trying to come up with the perfect speech for this moment, and every time I fell short on words.” he laughs, dropping his head for a second as tears begin to blur his vision.

You fared no better, eyes becoming glossy as your heart swelled with joy, you waited for his next words.

He looks up at you again with a tear streaming down his cheek and takes your hand in his, “All I know is that I love you, I love you today, I loved you yesterday and all the days before, I’ll love you tomorrow and every day after, I’ll love you forever.” He sniffs, wiping away the tear with his shoulder before he continues.

“I love you when you're sad, when you're happy, and even when you're angry. I love you when you’re stressed, I love you when you’re sleepy, I love you when you’re on your period and being kind of mean to me.”

You giggled at the last part, warm tears spilling down your cheeks.

“I love you the same no matter what version of yourself you are.” He plants a long and light kiss on the knuckles of your hand that he cups in his own.

“There’s a lot of things I could say but I wanna show you instead with this ring, so…” You can see him gulp nervously. “Will you marry me?”

“Yes,” you don’t waste a second, dropping to your knees so your face is level with his and cupping both his cheeks, his hands holding your midriff. “Of course, I'll marry you.”

He smiles, “Ok good, I was a little scared you would reject me like when I first asked you out.”

You roll your eyes, a grin adorning your face. “I love you too, Hesseung.” You respond before pressing your lips against his, pouring all your love into the kiss.

© 2023 hoonven, all rights reserved. i do not give permission to alter, repost, translate, or plagiarize my works on any platform.

UNDERSTAND ⸺ LEE HEESEUNG

genres! fluff, best friends to lovers, song fic

word count! 751

warnings! minor profanity

playlist! understand by keshi

synopsis! in which heeseung realizes he’s in love with his best friend at 2 am while eating ramen

“Heeseung?” your soft voice pulls him out of his thoughts. “Are you okay?”

He blinks, head jerking back gently in confusion as if he had just woken up from a daydream.

“Yeah, I'm good,” he says. “Just thinking.”

Your lips curl into a smile, watching him pinch the noodles between his chopsticks and shove them into his mouth which ended up being a bad decision since the ramen was still steaming hot, burning his bottom lip.

“Shit!” he exclaimed, dropping the utensils back into the bowl and pinching his lip.

You laugh. “Dummy, I just told you it's hot.”

He looks at you with a serious expression but you only laugh again, the way he pinches his lips forces them into a pout that you find incredibly endearing.

“Dude, that fucking burned,” he complains, voice altered from still clutching his bottom lip that’s starting to lose circulation due to his unnecessary tight grip.

“Did you try asking the soup to cool down?” you quip, a satisfied smirk on your face at your own lame joke.

“Hahaha, so funny,” he retorts with a roll of his eyes.

You decide to stop teasing him and grab two ice cubes from the freezer, dropping one into his soup. “Pro tip,” you simper with a wink. “It helps cool down your soup faster.”

You grab his wrist and move his hand away from his face with care, gently you bring the ice cube to his bottom lip, he flinches away at first but after a stern look from you, he gives in.

You rub the ice cube along his swollen lip with a tenderness that warms his entire body despite having direct physical contact with one of the coldest elements on Earth.

He watches you intently and he can't help but wonder if you've always been this pretty or if it's just the way the dim yellowish light from the oven reflected in your eyes and casts a soft glow on your features that's adding a certain kind of sentiment to this moment.

Though that wouldn't make any sense, he’s been with you like this plenty of times, these 2 am ramen meals were a regular occurrence in your friendship.

Friendship. When did he start to not like the sound of that?

But it wasn't like he had liked the sound of a relationship either. Did he?

Heeseung never wanted to fall in love, he was too scared, but a small part of him had always thought it would be worth the risk if it was with you.

You're the only one who understands him anyway, you never judged him for anything or made him feel bad for making mistakes, you alleviated his mind when he was overthinking, and you supported all his dreams.

Looking at you in this moment, he never felt more inspired to try it. He wondered if you would let him.

“Better?” you ask, taking the melting cube off his lip that had now shrunk in size and you discard the remainder of it in the sink.

“Not really,” he shrugs.

You sigh, a hand falling to your hip. “Heeseung, it couldn’t have burned that bad, stop being dramatic.”

“It did though,” he whines. “You don't understand.”

You scoff, “Of course I do, I eat ramen more than you.”

He turns away from you and you get the feeling he's not really talking about noodles, “No, you don't. You've always been braver than me so you don't understand.”

His tone is harsh and you know he's definitely not talking about the ramen anymore.

It was true you understood Heeseung in many ways but he was certain this was something you didn't understand about him.

“Heeseung,” you place a hand on his shoulder and gently force him to face you again.

You don't urge him to explain. You understand.

You always understand. Even when he thinks you don't.

“What?” his voice is soft and the slightest bit brittle.

Your palms meet the skin of his cheeks and in one quick motion, you kiss him. And he kisses you back.

His big hands hold onto your waist, his cold and swollen lips are too numb to feel your lips properly but he kisses you back as best as he can, pouring all his love into it, and he knows you'll understand.

Heeseung never thought the one for him would be so near but he was glad it was you because now it’s worth the risk, after all, you're the only one who understands.

© 2024 hoonven, all rights reserved. i do not give permission to alter, repost, translate, or plagiarize my works on any platform.

(not so) successful break in — lee heeseung fanfic ☆⋆｡𖦹

synopsis trying to sneak into your best friend's room seemed like a terrible idea from the start. little did you know that instead of being in her room, you would find yourself face to face with her actual brother in his own room.

pairing bsf-brother!heeseung x fem!reader

genre technically strangers 2 lovers 🧐?, crack, fluff

warnings profanity, a break in, petname (pretty) wc 1K+ (1124)

note first heeseung fic yay !! took a break from hurt fic and this is what i ended up doing 😚 this is for my amazing friend who suggested for me to write heeseung as your bsfs brother 🥹 i really hope you like reading this (´｡• ᵕ •｡`)

"I can't believe this – why can't I just use the front door?" you grumbled into your phone while adjusting the ladder against what you believed to be your best friend's bedroom window. After inserting your earbuds, you stashed your phone in your bag, ensuring it was secure on your shoulder.

Jieun's voice came through the earbuds, filled with exasperation. "I'm telling you, my brother is one nosy little fucker! He'd interrogate you like there's no tomorrow, especially about all those snacks you brought for me!" You winced at the sudden increase in volume. "I think you’d understand if you ever met him."

"How come I've never seen him?" you asked as you climbed the ladder, inching closer to the window.

Jieun's voice responded, growing fainter as she moved away from her phone. "He's usually not home whenever you decide to visit. But today, he's here because our parents are away, so this is the only option."

You paused your ascent. "What are you doing?"

"Just downstairs, cleaning out some stuff," she replied.

You sighed, realizing the dilemma. "Hey, how am I supposed to enter your room if you're not looking out your window?"

Jieun's reassurance came through, "My windows unlocked; you'll be fine."

Reaching the window, you attempted to lift it, and to your surprise, it swung open easily as Jieun had said. You climbed through and found yourself in her room, snacks in hand. Glancing around, you noticed some significant changes, the most noticeable being the rearranged furniture. Her drawers were now on the left side, not the right, and the bed was closer to the wall.

"Hey, you've really changed your room a lot!" You wandered around, taking in the alterations. Your eyes landed on a cologne bottle on one of the nightstands, and you examined it closely. "Jieun, have you had some mystery guy over in your room?"

Jieun's voice came through the earbuds, alarmed. "What the hell do you mean?"

"Then what's this cologne doing in your room?"

"What cologne? I don't have—oh my fucking god. YN, did you break into my brother's room?!" Your heart sank as you began to realize the truth: you hadn't entered Jieun's room, but her brother's, someone you had yet to meet.

"Oh my god."

"Quick, YN, get out of there! He's probably not there right now, so you might as well make a run for it!" Jieun urged, but she seemed to remain where she was. You hurried to the door, but just as you reached for the doorknob, it turned, freezing you in place.

There, at the entrance, stood a tall guy with a white towel loosely on top of his head. You were staring right at Jieun's older brother. He was undeniably handsome, and your feet felt like they were glued to the floor as he reacted to the unexpected sight of you. Questions raced through his mind: Why was there a girl in his room? Who were you?

"Before I freak out, what are you doing in my room?" he asked calmly, though clearly bewildered.

"I'm just here for Jieun—I'm Jieun's best friend, in case that wasn't clear. I know you must be wondering how I got here, but I thought it was her room. When I realized it wasn't, I was about to leave. So, this is, um, our first encounter," you stammered, your eyes darting from his gaze to the floor. You couldn't help but feel like you were making a complete fool of yourself.

"Nobody was at the front door, though—oh. Did you happen to break in?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

"What—no! What makes you think that—"

"My window is not closed all the way," you cursed under your breath, realizing your mistake. "Ah, my sister must not have wanted me to see you come over, is it?"

You stammered, caught off guard. "I—Um, well, yeah. Basically that." You couldn't help but wonder where Jieun was and why she hadn't appeared to rescue you from this increasingly tense and awkward situation.

"You must have left the ladder outside the house then," Jieun's brother sighed, glancing towards the window while continuing to rub the towel through his wet hair. You couldn't help but steal occasional glances at him, quickly averting your eyes whenever you caught his gaze.

He let out a small chuckle, and you couldn't help but think it was a charming laugh. But no, you scolded yourself, this was supposed to be an embarrassing first meeting.

Interrupting your thoughts, he said, "I'll go get the ladder outside. Just... just use the front door instead, yeah?" Your face flushed as you nodded, your grip on the plastic bag of snacks tightening. It seemed like he was noticing every little thing you did.

"Oh, that's my favorite snack," he pointed at a snack peeking out of the bag. Reaching for it, he took it out, locking eyes with you once more. "I'll take this as my reward, how about that?"

With a flustered demeanor, you simply nodded in agreement, unable to find your voice. His soft smile only intensified your embarrassment. Your cheeks were undoubtedly a deep shade of red.

As he prepared to leave the room to retrieve the ladder, he introduced himself, "Lee Heeseung."

Your eyebrow raised slightly at the unexpected introduction.

"My name is Lee Heeseung. How about yours, pretty?" Your heart did a little somersault at that moment. Heeseung, you made a mental note to remember that name.

"LN YN..."

"Pretty name. Well, I'll leave now. Hope to see you around soon, pretty," he said with a smirk before exiting the room, leaving you utterly flabbergasted by the sudden nickname. Did your best friend's brother just call you pretty?

"Did my brother just flirt with you?" Jieun asked, her voice tinged with curiosity. As you exited the room, you finally spotted her, rushing up the stairs. She had hung up the phone now that she was face to face with you. You realized that you had forgotten to end the call.

"No... you must have misheard," you tried to lie, attempting to brush off the encounter.

"Hmm, I'm not that dumb. Oh my God, did he really take my favorite snack?" Jieun frowned as she peered into your bag, searching for the missing treat. "Why didn't you stop him?"

You shrugged, still slightly dazed by the recent interaction. "He was kind of, um, charming. It just happened, I guess."

"You think my brother's fine?" she said, which you realize you blurted that out. You quickly cover your mouth, shaking your head to convey that you hadn't meant to say it. Jieun chuckled, linking her arm with yours as the two of you walked towards her room.

"Hey, I don't mind. You guys don't have a huge age gap anyway, just a year," Jieun pointed out. It seemed like she had another fact about Heeseung to share. "And plus, he seems to take an interest in you, so I won't stop him or you. Just know I'm your number one."

You smiled at her and nodded, saying, "Always."

With Jieun's approval, maybe there was a chance for something between you and Heeseung. However, you couldn't help but wonder if it was too early to get your hopes up. Still, you decided to believe in your best friend's words and, perhaps, in Heeseung's intentions too.