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ch 21 - am i wrong?

genre: angst, smut, social media au (with written parts), college au, enemies to lovers

wc: 3.7k

summary: An aspiring journalist, you are the news editor for The Uni Chronicles; the campus newspaper, popular for delivering breaking news at the drop of a hat and providing detailed articles about the various happenings around your university. You think you’ve covered every story there was to cover before you’re tasked with producing an in-depth editorial on a student whose name is on everyone’s lips—Hwang Hyunjin.

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It takes roughly three seconds for Hyunjin to open the door, pause for one quick glance at your figure and pull you into a hungry kiss. He wastes no time letting his hands roam all over your body, touching every possible surface and sending electric sensations straight to your core.

He’s been waiting all night for you to come, suppressing his urges in frustration for hours. His patience has run out. Just one look at you and he couldn’t hold himself back any longer. Not when you stood there before him, a picture of sensuality in your paper thin dress, legs and back fully exposed, inviting him in. He had to feel you, all of you, immediately.

And you let him. You let him have you tonight, let him kiss you, touch you, and taste you to his heart’s content. Because you wanted him to. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t anticipating this moment since he sent the text at dinner.

Steadily backing into the bedroom, your bodies intertwine in a passionate embrace, mouths eliciting warm breaths as they travel from lip to neck to chest. Hyunjin makes fast work of your dress, drawing a startled gasp from you when he slips it off.

“I thought you wanted to see me in that dress so bad. Did you not like it?” You release a breathy laugh.

“Of course I like it.” Hyunjin answers between kisses. “But I like this more.” He motions towards your naked body.

“It’s not fair, you still have all your clothes on.” You whine, tugging at the waistband of his sweats.

Hyunjin chuckles in response. “Always complaining, aren’t we?” He obliges you by stripping himself. “But you won’t be complaining for much longer.”

He places two fingers at your lips, parting them gently before slipping in. He watches intently as you suck them, and once they were lubricated to his liking, he places his digits between your legs instead.

You can’t help but moan as he caresses your folds, spreading the wetness and steadily rubbing your clit. The pressure in your abdomen was building at an alarming rate, and you needed him to match your urgency. Attempting to intensify the friction, you grind against his fingers. Hyunjin chuckles at your neediness, but decides to indulge you nevertheless.

Momentarily releasing his grasp on your body, he goes to grab a condom. You watch as he puts it on, absentmindedly pressing your legs together in anticipation. He turns to you and hastily pushes your back against the door, one hand on your waist while the other guides his cock to your entrance.

“You ready for me, baby?” He whispers in your ear.

You nod your head, giving him the green light. Hyunjin bucks into you with a grunt, causing you to yelp in pleasure and grab onto his shoulders for support. He starts thrusting between your legs, holding you in place while his cock hits the deepest parts of you over and over.

Your vision goes blurry as bliss overtakes you, mind going blank as you bounce on his dick.

“J-Jinnie.” You manage to whimper. “Mm cumming soon.”

“Do it baby, cum for me. Cum all over this dick.” He quickens his pace, sweat dripping down his temples as he fucks you harder.

You shriek in pleasure, nails digging into his back as you approach your high. Euphoria washes over you when you reach your peak, body trembling and eyes rolling to the back of your head.

Hyunjin watches you in awe, the raw, fucked-out expression on your face arousing him even more, knowing it’s his cock that is making you feel so good.

“Am I fucking you good, baby?” He groans into your neck. “Tell me how good this dick feels.”

“S-so good, Jinnie. Your dick feels amazing.” You clench as he hits your sweet spot, drawing a moan from him.

“I’m close baby, almost there. Fuck—so tight.” Hyunjin gives one last sharp thrust, releasing into you.

“Fuck, I’m cumming, fuckk.” He buries his cock even deeper in your pussy and you know you’ll feel it tomorrow.

Once he finishes, Hyunjin frees you from his grip, but you struggle to support yourself, legs wobbly from your session. He guides you to the bed where you lie down as he brings a towel to clean you up, gently dabbing your skin while pressing soft kisses to your forehead.

“Damn, I’m tired.” You mumble, reaching for the covers.

Hyunjin watches you with amusement, but grabs your wrist before you could pull the sheets over. You look at him questioningly when he brings his face up to yours.

“Baby, we’re just getting started.”

You wake up to the early morning rays of sun seeping through the thin window curtain across the room and the sensation of bare skin sliding across your own. Tangled in a mess of arms, legs, and bedsheets, you try wriggling free of Hyunjin’s embrace, but he’s not budging, still deep asleep. You turn to face him, watching him breathe steadily with his mouth slightly agape.

Memories of last night flash across your mind, filling you with excitement at the thought. You and Hyunjin had thoroughly explored each others’ bodies, touching, kissing, and tasting every surface. He proved to be a man of his word after all, following through with his promise to make you feel good all night. But now, he was understandably worn out from all the action. Your stirring must’ve woken him up though, as he opens his eyes to meet your gaze.

“Gmorning.” He mumbles.

“Good morning.” You giggle, finding his raspy morning voice adorable.

“Did you enjoy last night?” He asks as he repositions his arm around your waist to pull you in.

“Yeah I did, thanks for not kicking me out.” You laugh.

“Why would I do that?” Hyunjin finally opens his eyes fully to give you a perplexed look. “You really still think I’m some heartless player, huh?”

“I mean, you were kinda an asshole when we first met.” You shrug.

“I thought I fucked away all those bad feelings by now. Do you need me to do it again?”

You playfully hit his chest. “Oh my god, can you stop being horny for one minute?”

“Tsk, always playing hard to get.” Hyunjin smirks. “Can’t say I don’t like it though.” He leans in to pepper your face with kisses.

His lips tickle your skin, turning both of you into a giggling mess. You take his face in your hands and stop his attack by planting a kiss on his lips before pulling back to look him in the eyes.

“Just so you know, being good at sex doesn’t make you a good person. It might be enough to trick other girls, but you should know I’m not as easily fooled.” You sneer.

“Is that a challenge?”

“You think everything is a challenge.”

“Think whatever you want then. Sure, I have a reputation, and sure, I never let girls stay the night.” He pauses to lay his hand on your cheek. “But I let you.”

Heat rises to you cheek at the sudden intimacy. “What, is that supposed to make me feel special or something?”

“I don’t know, maybe.”

An alarm rings, snapping your attention to your phone. You turn away to check the screen, panic shooting to your chest when you realize the time.

“Fuck, I gotta get to class!” You shift to get up from the bed.

Before you can make your escape, Hyunjin firmly pulls you back in place. “C’mon you really wanna leave this to go to class?”

You sigh. “I mean I don’t want to, but I have to.”

“One more round won’t hurt.” He whines.

“Hyunjin, I really can’t stay.”

“Fine then, one more kiss at least.”

You give in to his request and place a soft kiss on his lips. As you pull away, he deepens it, running a hand through your hair to cradle your face. The softness of his lips and the warmth of his embrace almost make you reconsider skipping class, but your conscience eventually drives you to stop and finally leave the bed.

“Have fun at class, sweetheart.” Hyunjin snuggles back under the covers and gives you a wink.

You chuckle. “Thanks Jinnie, I’ll see you later.”

After class, you head over to the picnic tables on campus for lunch. You spot the silhouettes of Jisung and Nari already sitting down and engaged in a lively conversation, judging by Jisung’s wild gesticulations. As you approach the table and settle down, he immediately springs a million questions on you.

“I just finished midterms and I need to let loose this weekend. Come to the bar with me please? I came with you to the party last time so you owe me!” He dramatically pouts and tugs on your arm like a toddler.

You reluctantly explain to him why this isn’t a fair tradeoff. “But Ji, you love parties.”

“But Y/N, you love me.” He huffs, crossing his arms.

“Okay, well I can’t argue that.”

“And plus we haven’t been hanging out lately. I mean, this is the first day you’ve actually showed up for lunch all week!” Jisung groans.

You sigh, he had a good point. Life was keeping you busy lately and you hadn’t had much time for him. “You’re right Ji. If it’ll make you happy, then I’ll come.”

Perking up at your agreement, Jisung attacks you with a bear hug. “SWEET! How about you Nari?”

Sipping her smoothie, Nari avoids eye contact. “Um, actually I can’t make it, I have plans.”

“Ugh, what plans?” Jisung grumbles.

Nari hesitates, tapping her fingers on the table before deciding to come clean.

“I have a date.”

“A WHAT?” You and Jisung both shout in unison, standing up from your seats in shock.

But Nari pays you no mind, continuing to casually sip her drink and scroll through her phone.

“A date with who? You never agree to dates!” You question her.

“Changbin asked me out and I thought, what the hell, why not?” Nari shrugs.

You press her further. “Wait, does that mean you like him?”

“Maybe, I’m not sure yet.”

You’re stunned to hear that Nari is opening up to someone romantically for the first time, or at least giving it a chance. For years, she’s openly opposed the concept of relationships, arguing that they force people to compromise their happiness. You on the other hand, have always been a hopeless romantic, never giving up on hope of someday finding ‘the one’ regardless of how many heartbreaks you endure.

It excites you to see your friend changing her outlook. Maybe now, you can share even more personal feelings to relate over. You make note to ask her all about Changbin the next time you get the chance.

“What has happened to the world? Nari is going on a romantic date while Y/N actually agreed to go out drinking this weekend? Did you guys swap bodies?” Jisung exasperatedly remarks.

Nari swings an arm around him to calm him down. “Chill out Ji, we’re both just having fun!” And she shoots you a wink.

You grin at her and agree. “Yeah, don’t make me regret agreeing to go with you to the bar.”

“You’re right, thank you bestie.” Jisung attacks you with another hug. “Oh, one more thing about the bar—and please don’t kill me for this—but apparently the soccer team goes there every weekend so we might run into Hyunjin.”

Jisung bites his lip, worried for your reaction, but you remain nonchalant. “Oh, that’s fine.”

“Really? Cool! Don’t worry, I’ll protect you from that asshole and I’ll make sure he doesn’t bother you.”

“Y/N doesn’t need protecting.” Nari remarks. “As if you’d stand a chance against him, pipsqeak.” She mutters under her breath.

Jisung still hears her though, and the two immediately start bickering while you watch in amusement. When they finally call a truce, Jisung turns back to you with a cheeky smile.

“It’s settled then, I’ll pick you up at nine”

It’s Friday night, and that means it’s the time of the week when the soccer team meets up for drinks at their usual spot downtown from campus. It’s only ten o’clock but Minho is already wasted, dancing sloppily in the crowd.

That’s a first, Hyunjin thinks, as he watches from the bar, a glass of whiskey in his hand. Minho’s not typically one to let loose like that, so he must’ve had a rough week or something. Changbin on the other hand, is usually the first to get rowdy. Speaking of which—where is Changbin anyway? It’s not like him to miss a bar outing. By now, he’d normally be chatting up some girls on the dance floor but tonight he’s nowhere to be found.

Hyunjin is left pondering his friend’s whereabouts when the sound of a familiar laugh catches his ear. He turns his head toward the voice, and spots you walking through the door.

Is he seeing things? He knows this isn’t your scene and you wouldn’t ever voluntarily spend a Friday night out at the bar. Your head is turned away from him, so he can’t make out the features on your face for certain…Wait no, that’s gotta be you. Hyunjin can tell by the curve of your neck, so smooth and slender, a spot he knows well. But what are you doing here?

He soon finds his answer when Jisung follows through the door behind you. The loud brunette is smiling wide as you reach to link your arm in his and walk to your table together. The both of you were giggling the whole way, evidently already buzzed before you got here. You laugh even harder when Jisung almost trips on a step, causing him to tumble into you, knocking you over into the booth. The two of you are nearly hollering as you lay on the seat with Jisung’s head on your stomach.

That’s fucking obnoxious. Hyunjin takes a sip of his drink, clenching his teeth at the burning sensation. He’s seen Jisung around campus before, and always with you. Why are you guys always together? Does the guy have nothing better to do? Hyunjin is far from insecure, but seeing you attached to the hip with Jisung is nauseating to watch. It’s annoying.

Hyunjin has never seen you laugh like this before. What on earth could Jisung possibly say to make you laugh that hard? It’s excessive really. And even after Jisung removes himself from your body, he sits next to you at the booth, shoulder to shoulder as you review the menu, arms still linked. For christ’s sake, get a room.

When it appears you’ve decided on your order, Jisung leaves the table to grab the drinks. His lighthearted smile slowly drops as he approaches, when he recognizes Hyunjin leaning against the bar. Hyunjin’s expression is no better, and the two men silently eye each other as the distance closes.

“Hey.” Jisung curtly greets Hyunjin.

“Hey.” Hyunjin replies, looking straight ahead, not caring to make eye contact.

Jisung clears his throat. “I don’t think we’ve met before, I’m Jisung.” He reaches a hand out.

Hyunjin scoffs before returning his handshake rather roughly. “Yeah, I know. Y/N’s sidekick, right?”

“What the hell dude? I’m no one’s sidekick.” Jisung immediately recoils, to which Hyunjin just rolls his eyes.

“Damn, she was right about you.” Jisung continues.

Hyunjin turns to face him. “Right about what?”

“That you’re a complete asshole. I can’t believe she’s put up with it for so long. It’s probably only because she’s so professional.” The drinks finally arrive and Jisung is ready to leave the conversation when Hyunjin retorts his claim.

“I wouldn’t say she’s completely professional. We’ve done some pretty unprofessional things.” He clicks his tongue.

Jisung swiftly sets the drinks back down and gets right up in Hyunjin’s face. “The fuck are you going on about? Don’t talk down on my friend like that.”

“What? You mad because I’m the one fucking Y/N and you’re not?”

“Are you insane? I swear to god if I hear you say Y/N’s name one more time—“

A loud commotion brings your attention to the bar. It had been a while since Jisung left, and you were starting to wonder what was taking him so long. You find your answer when you spot him and Hyunjin in what appears to be a verbal altercation, red in the face and both glaring at each other. As Jisung’s hand gestures get more and more aggressive, you make a beeline to the boys in fear that the confrontation might escalate.

“How many times do I need to tell you to keep her name out of your mouth?” Jisung points a finger into Hyunjin’s chest.

“How many times do I need to tell you that I don’t take orders from a noisy guard dog?”

“The only dog here is you.”

You insert yourself between the arguing duo, but they pay you no attention, still staring holes into each other.

“Can you guys calm down? You’re gonna get us kicked out.” You hiss.

“I’m not leaving until this jackass takes back what he said.” Jisung all but spits.

“That’s not happening.”

“I swear, I’m gonna make you regret ever saying shit about Y/N.”

“Yeah? I’d like to see you try.” Hyunjin snickers.

“Wait, what do I have to do with this?” You look back and forth between the two boys, thoroughly confused.

Jisung pushes you aside to get a clear path to launch himself at Hyunjin, who is equally fired up. Seeing the imminent danger arising, you cling onto his arm and pull him away from the blonde, into a tight hug. Hyunjin scoffs in disbelief, his anger rising as he watches you embrace your friend.

“Y/N let go, you’re gonna get hurt.” Jisung tries to pry you off but you don’t budge.

“So are you if you try to fight people at the bar!” You yell into his chest. “Please Jisung, just take a step outside and cool off, I’ll be right out and we can leave this place.”

He looks down at your begging eyes and slumps his shoulders in surrender. With a sigh, he agrees to leave, but not without one last word.

“Come out quickly, okay? Don’t waste your time with this piece of garbage.” He gives Hyunjin a final glare before exiting.

You turn back to Hyunjin who is somehow even more enraged than before. He’s staring at you like you murdered his whole family, which automatically puts you in defense mode.

“Are you done cuddling with your little sidekick?” He mutters.

Unsure what Hyunjin is implying with his comment, you brush it off and get straight to the point.

“Why the hell are you screaming at my friend?”

“Your friend was the one who attacked me first.” Hyunjin hisses, angrily running a hand through his hair. “He probably got jealous after I told him we’re fucking.”

Your heart drops.

“YOU WHAT?”

Hyunjin is visibly annoyed by your reaction and continues sipping his drink.

“Hyunjin what the fuck? You can’t go telling people our private business.”

“It wasn’t like I was flaunting it, he pushed me to say it.”

“I don’t fucking care, you shouldn’t have said anything.” Feeling a migraine coming on, you hold your head in anguish.

“Why does it have to be a secret? Isn’t he your best friend? Why doesn’t he know?” Hyunjin questions.

“Because Hyunjin, I get to choose who I tell these things to, not you.”

“Are you embarrassed or something?” He pauses, gauging your reaction. “You really do think I’m an asshole. You think all I’m capable of is one night stands don’t you? That I just use women and don’t give a fuck about their feelings.”

Hyunjin crosses his arms, waiting for your answer. You still can’t understand why he’s mad at you when he’s the one who made the mistake of exposing your secret. This was the first conversation you’ve had all night, and it’s been hostile from the get go. You hadn’t done anything to deserve this kind of treatment.

“Well, am I wrong?”

A switch turns inside of him when he hears your words. His enraged demeanor goes soft for a moment, as if he had expected you to disagree, as if he was hurt. But he promptly gathers himself and resumes his callous attitude.

“Nope. You’re absolutely right.” Hyunjin plainly states, refusing to look at you.

You realize how insensitive your reply was and try to take back your words.

“Hyunjin, I—“

“That’s exactly what I am—an asshole. You said it yourself, it’s not easy to fool you.” He cuts you off before you can say anything.

“I guess, all the times I tried to cheer you up, to make you feel better—that was just to get in your pants, right?” You’re speechless as he continues.

“And to think I put in all that effort to actually be nice to you, when at the end of the day, you’re just an uptight wannabe who can’t even think for herself.”

His last words were laced with venom, filled with anger and spite. At least they felt that way, as the hostility struck your veins like poison. You start to tear up. The sting was too painful to hold in. What had you done to deserve this treatment from him? All this time you had started to open your guarded heart, only to allow Hyunjin full reign to wound you even more. What a mistake that was.

Wiping your tears away, you stand firm. You give one last glance at Hyunjin, whose head is hung in defeat, brows knitted with grief. What did he have to be upset about? He’s the one who said all those hurtful things.

With a sharp inhale, you pick yourself up to leave. Hyunjin finally looks up at you, but doesn’t say another word. You have one last comment, though.

“You really are an asshole, and I was a fool to ever think otherwise.”

It hurts you to say, but only because it is really how you feel. You wish it wasn’t true. You wished so badly for so long that your doubts about him were wrong. But once again, your intuitions have never failed you, so with a heavy heart, you leave.

a/n: I’m sorry y’all 🫣 das all I gotta say 🤧

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