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I will write for any member so feel free to request any type of story for any member except for touchy taeil.

Biases:

Johnny, Yuta, Haechan

Johnny Suh-

•I Wanna Be Yours

•Come Back to me

Lee Taeyong-

•Watching Over You

Nakamoto Yuta-

•Tired Eyes

•We’re Just Making It Worse (Drafting)

Kim Doyoung-

•Candied Intimacy

Jeong Jaehyun-

•Talking to Death

Kim Jungwoo-

Nothing yet!!

Mark Lee-

•If 3’s a Crowd, Then Add 2

•Church Basement Romances (Drafting)

Lee Haechan-

•Lust for Life

•If 3’s a Crowd, Then Add 2

•Adult Standards and Art (Drafting)

Video Games

Pairing: Shin Hoseok (Wonho) x Female Reader

Preview: I stood up against him and planted a small yet passionate kiss on his lips. He trapped my bottom lip in between his and chuckled when I let a small moan, his hands started running up and down my back. We’re both drunk and he’s holding me in his arms, keeping me up right since the alcohol and him are making my knees weak. 

Under the moonlight with Hoseok was like a dream. Unbelievably ethereal. “I love you Hoseok” I smiled against his lips, and he returned the smile. “I love you too Y/n.” 

“Marry me”, Hoseok’s smiled never faltered. “It’s you, it’s always been you and I plan on spending the rest of my life with you, that’s if, you’ll let me”. 

Word Count: 1.2k

Genre: Established Relationship, Slice of Life, Non-Idol AU

Warnings: Fluff, curing/mature language, alcohol consumption, smoking cigarettes, a barely steamy kiss, mentions of drunk sex, not 100% proofread

a/n- I hope you enjoy this fic! The title is based off of Video Games by Lana Del Rey and some of the lyrics are mentioned in the story. 

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“Hey babe, are you ready?” He yelled from his car. “Coming!” I ran from where I was in the backyard and I saw him, sitting in his classic 1957 Chevrolet Bel Air. He had just come from the car wash, the body still slightly wet with droplets of water hanging on and then sliding down.

“You look beautiful, my love” he reached over and placed his hand on my thigh after I settled in the passenger seat. “Thank you”, I looked down at my fingers in my lap. I was wearing his favorite dress on me. It’s a light blue with white cherry blossom branches on it. It was fitted around my torso and bust but from my hips down and the sleeves were loose.

He grabbed my hands, stopping me from twiddling my thumbs and kissed my knuckles, something he always did, no matter where we were or who we were with. “Get over here”, he dropped my hands, grabbed the back of my neck, and pulled me in for a kiss.

Even after being together for almost three years, he still managed to make me blush. When we both pulled away for air, he giggled at my red face. He smiled that smile of his and whispered, “I love you, so much, never forget that.”

We looked at each other for another minute until he realized what the night ahead of us contained. He pulled the car out of parked and drove down the street. He didn’t tell me where we were going to go, I would’ve been okay with just staying in with him. Heaven was a place on Earth if he was with me.

The drive wasn’t long, but even if it was it would’ve been entertaining with him singing to me, him saying, “Doll, I’m trying to serenate you here, quit laughing at me”. To make up for it I would lean over the center console and place a kiss on his neck, his sweet spot.

He would sigh when I pulled away, but before I knew it, we were pulling into a bar, of course. The bar wasn’t my favorite place, but he made the night fun. “You better not get out yet, I gotta open the door for you.”

I chuckled as he ran in front of the car from his side to mine, just to open the car door and help me out, knowing damn well I could do it myself. “Thank you, Hoseok,” I said against his lips, making them spread wide into a smile.

“See, chivalry isn’t dead”, he laughed as he opened to door to the bar for me also. “It is when it isn’t you.”

Cigarette smoke filled my nostrils, and I heard the clinking of drinks and the slam when the cue stick hit the pool ball. Hoseok grabbed my hand and led me to the bar, ordering two bottles of beer and the empty pool table in the back for 30 minutes.

The bartender handed us our drinks, shooting a wink my way making Hoseok grab my waist and tug me into his side. I giggled a bit at him showing the bartender the “back up pal, she’s taken” look. He looked down at me and smiled, continuing our way to the pool table.

Once we got to the table, Hoseok took one of the clean ashtrays from the small table by the cue stick rack and place it on the corner of our table. If smoking was so bad, why did he look so hot doing it?

He reached into his back pocket, pulling out his pack of cigarettes and his lighter. He grabbed a cigarette and lit one up while looking at me. He laughed at either me or my expression, probably both. Hoseok made his way to me, reaching to grab my hand, trying to dance.

“Didn’t you pay to play pool?” I smiled, keeping my hand away from him so he’d quit grabbing at them. “Yeah, but now I wanna dance with my beautiful girlfriend”. I gave in and let him capture my hand in his, he spun me around, so we were facing each other, I laid my hands on his broad shoulders, feeling the leather of his jacket underneath my palms.

“You’re so beautiful”, he said looking in my eye, his stare was so intense I couldn’t keep eye contact. “That’s the third time this hour you’ve said that”. I looked back up at him and he had a small smile adoring his face, he’s so pretty.

“Oh, am I?” Shit, I said that out loud. But it was worth it when I saw the small blush on Hoseok’s cheeks. It was my time to laugh at him, I felt a bit of power, usually I was the one blushing and getting chuckled at.

He had grabbed my hips at one point, and we were now slowly dancing besides the unused pool table. Time had started to move faster the longer I was with him. Before I knew it, it was dark, and the late-night crowd had started to shuffle in.

“Wanna head out of here?” I looked up at him and nodded. We left the bar hand in hand and made our way out his car. There was a full moon out tonight and there wasn’t a cloud in sight. I looked at Hoseok who was leaning on the car and walked over to him.

I stood up against him and planted a small yet passionate kiss on his lips. He trapped my bottom lip in between his and chuckled when I let a small moan, his hands started running up and down my back. We’re both drunk and he’s holding me in his arms, keeping me up right since the alcohol and him are making my knees weak.

Under the moonlight with Hoseok was like a dream. Unbelievably ethereal. “I love you Hoseok” I smiled against his lips, and he returned the smile. “I love you too Y/n.”

“Marry me”, Hoseok’s smiled never faltered. “It’s you, it’s always been you and I plan on spending the rest of my life with you, that’s if, you’ll let me”.

His speech was a bit slurred, but mine probably was too as I shakily said, “Yes, of course”. I didn’t think his smile could’ve gotten any bigger, but it did, he pulled a ring out of jacket and placed it on my finger.

“How much did we drink Hoseok?” I asked groggily as the sun from the blinds blinded me. I heard a small laugh from besides me and I saw the state he was in, he had a rosy tint on his cheeks, his hair was mused, and he had markings from his neck to his v-line.

I looked down and saw that I had basically flashed him, my skin uncovered by any fabric, but covered by markings made my him. As I ran my finger over one of them that’s when I noticed the ring on my finger.

“Seems like I drank enough to ask you and you drank enough to say yes.” I smacked his chest and he bubbled up with laughter, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me down with him and onto his chest.

“I’m sorry I don’t remember the entire night”, my lips formed into a small pout. “I don’t either my love, but I remember that you agreed to let me spend the rest of my life with you.” Not knowing what to say, I smiled at him, just staring at him, and taking all his features in.

“The world was built for two and it’s only worth it if someone’s loving you. You’re my other half Y/n and I love you.”

Lust for Life

Pairing: Lee Haechan x Female Reader

Preview: When she was young, being an idol sounded like a dream but now, all she wanted was the peace and quiet that being with Haechan brought. 

But now, the closest thing to that domestic lifestyle they had was being wrapped up in each other’s embrace while they slept in a motel because they had tried to outrun reality. But reality caught up with them and they had to go back and face their shiny nightmares that everyone thought was the ultimate dream.

Word Count: 1.7k

Genre: Star-crossed lovers, Idol AU

Warnings: Mature themes, heavy mentions of suicide, main character death, suicide isn’t too descriptive but just be advised, mentions of sex, some mature language/cursing, consumption of drugs (marijuana), fluff, angst, not 100% proofread

a/n- This is based off of Lana Del Rey’s song Lust for Life, I recommend listening to the song and looking up the meaning of the music video and lyrics if you would like to. 

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Saturday, May 28, 2022 "Y/n L/n and Lee Haechan were both found dead at the bottom of the Hollywood sign. It appears that they jumped but only they will know the true story. We'll be covering more on this during the nine o'clock news. Back to you Porter." It was a dark and rainy Sunday afternoon, two of the music industry’s biggest celebrities were found dead, apparently by suicide, neither left a note or anything saying why they did it. There are rumors why they did it, of course but the world will be left without an explanation. Friday, May 27, 2022 "Haechan-Haechan, you're so handsome" Y/n said slowly as the blunt hung loosely from her lips. "Thank you, Y/n, I love you so much, you know that right?" The young man turned to the girl on the other side of the picnic blanket. "Of course, I do" a lazy smile adored the beautiful girl's face as she traced the man's jaw. Haechan was looking at Y/n as she was looking up at the stars. "It's a beautiful night, isn't it?" "Yeah, it is". Haechan took a drag from his own blunt and left it to rest between his lips. "It’s a shame that we'll never be able to be happy." Y/n's eye were glazed over. Haechan just simply nodded and laid back. Y/n and Haechan loved each other, everyone knew that, but people didn't love them together. Their parents, siblings, fans, or friends, they all would honestly say that they'd rather see Haechan and Y/n die alone than be together. The couple sat at a picnic they set up which was in the grass at the bottom of the Hollywood sign.

"Haechan?" Y/n broke the comfortable silence. "Hmm?" Haechan didn't open his eyes all he did was hum in acknowledgement. "You know how we've had those talks about what to do if we were ever unhappy?" "Yeah Y/n, I remember. What about them?" Haechan, this time got up into a sitting position and opened his eyes. "Y/n, are you alright?" He looked at the woman he called the love of his life with worry. "Yeah, um, I just wish you and I could be happy. Like I said before. We've tried running away, it didn't work. What if we did the other thing?" Y/n looked as if she was about to cry. Haechan pulled her into a hug, she put her head into the crook of his neck and sobbed. He wasn't at all surprised by what she was suggesting, they both have talked about it before and they were both okay with it. "Y/n, I'm okay with this, but, this is a big deal. We can't go back." Haechan was in no way trying to talk her out of this, he just wanted to make sure she knew what this meant. "I'd never want to go back. If I'm not allowed to love you then what's the point?" Y/n sniffled, tears cascaded down her cheeks, staining Haechan's shirt. Spring 2017 "NO, MY DAUGHTER WILL NOT BE ALLOWED TO DATE THAT SON OF A BITCH", Y/n's father was livid when he found out that Y/n and Haechan were together, everyone was. "Sir, I promise, I wouldn't hurt your daughter. Please just give me a chance!" Haechan pleaded, his tone desperate, but it wasn't enough to sway Y/n's father's mind. "Boy, if you know what's good for you, you'll leave my daughter alone". Summer 2020 Haechan and Y/n had run away together, whether it was to prove a point or to get away from everything and everyone, or maybe both. The couple had been together off and on for a little over 3 years now. They were in a cheap motel, the AC was out, and it smelled of smoke from the previous renter. Haechan and Y/n laid on the old bed, only a thin blanket covering them from their bodies being exposed to no one in particular. The room was even warmer than before due to what the couple had finished doing. Heavy breaths and hushed words were the only thing that was heard from the couple until they both fell asleep, in each other's arms and nothing between them. They both dreamed of what their life could be if only they didn’t join the music industry. But then again, they wouldn’t have met if they didn’t. They both loved creating music with their bandmates and touring, but they loved each other more.

Haechan and Y/n would trade everything they have if they would be able to live the life they truly wanted in return. That life consisted of a farm house somewhere in the country side with a porch that wrapped around the entire house. They both wanted kids, they wanted to build a family together and grow old together.

Haechan had this reoccurring vision of him laying in the back yard with their youngest child, still a baby, laying and giggling next to him while he watched Y/n chase their other children around in the sprinkler.

He could hear the laughter of Y/n and their children in the back of his mind whenever he wasn’t focused on something else. He longed to hear it in real life for himself, and not some never ending record that replayed over and over again in his dreams.

He wanted to be able to have a domestic life with Y/n, her washing the dishes while he would dry them. He wanted a stable routine with her. He had started to loathe the screams of fans. He started to detest the snaps of the paparazzi’s cameras. He had even started to despise his friends and bandmates for hating Y/n.

Y/n made him happier than anything that has ever made him happy combined. And Haechan made Y/n happier than anything that has ever made her happy combined.

She wanted the same thing that he wanted, the stable and domestic life style. She didn’t want the rush of always having somewhere to be. She didn’t want someone to always be perched on her shoulders telling her what to do, what to wear, what to eat, what to say, and what to be. Haechan was the only thing in her life that allowed her to breath.

Y/n could close her eyes and allow her self to let go. Even if it had to be in secret and not for long. Haechan told her about the visions of their future together and that sounded like a dream. When she was young, being an idol sounded like a dream but now, all she wanted was the peace and quiet that being with Haechan brought.

But now, the closest thing to that domestic life style they had was being wrapped up in each other’s embrace while they slept in a motel because they had tried to outrun reality. But reality caught up with them and they had to go back and face their shiny nightmares that everyone thought was the ultimate dream.

Haechan woke up first, as usual. The sun peaked out from where the curtains weren't drawn all the way closed. As much as they didn't want to admit it, they needed to get back to their normal lives. Haechan was still in the band and Y/n was due to record an album. Their little month runaway was coming to a close as their phones started to ring even more frequently, people reminding them of deadlines and concert dates. "Y/n, Y/n, it's time to wake up. We need to head back to L.A. soon" Haechan's hushed whispers weren't enough to wake the girl. That resulted in Haechan leaving a few trails of kisses up Y/n's neck and down her back. She finally stirred awake and rolled over to face her lover. "Good morning, my love. I really wish we didn't have to go back, I would rather stay here with you, for the rest of my life if I could". He moved the hair that was fanned out in Y/n's face, and he pressed a soft kiss to her lips, still pouty with sleep. When they finally made it back to L.A. paparazzi swarmed them, yelling rude things to the pair. "What the hell were you two thinking?" Y/n's manager, Joel yelled. Joel wasn't a fan of Haechan either, he thought that Haechan held Y/n back. But Haechan was used to it at this point, they both were. Haechan's people hating Y/n and vise versa. Saturday, May 27, 2022 "Haechan? Are you sure about this?" Haechan just nodded his head and kissed the top of Y/n's head. He picked them both off of the ground and put Y/n back on her own two feet. Hand in hand they made their way to the side of the sign, there was a ladder on the side of the H. Haechan started his journey to the top with Y/n following close behind him. The climb felt like it was taking years, maybe it was the anticipation. Haechan and Y/n stood at the top, her back against his chest as they looked out at the view. Someone who doesn't know their full story might've thought they were being dramatic but love can make you do crazy things, especially when you aren't allowed to love in the first place. Haechan and Y/n stood at the edge of the H of the Hollywood sign. They both looked at each other. He grabbed Y/n's hips and kissed her, hard. It was a kiss that said everything at once. I love you, I'll miss you, and I'm sorry. Both of them had tears running down their faces. They stayed close to each other not wanting to let go, not quite yet. "We might not be able to be together in this life, but we'll be together in the next one. Somehow, someway, I'll find you. In this life we just had too many obstacles, but I love you more than anything and that was the only thing I was ever sure about". Y/n finished her little speech and took one step closer. Y/n looked up at the man with a watery smile, Haechan too had the same smile. Here they were, at the edge, about to jump. They shared one last kiss together, one that was full of passion and salty from the tears. They pulled away and took one last look at each other. Their fingers tangled together and then they both stepped off.

Love makes you do crazy things. In Y/n and Haechan's case, they loved each other to death.

You’re Not Too Bad- Chapter 1

Pairing: Jake Sim x Female Reader x Park Sunghoon

Preview: “What the hell is wrong with you? Film club is my thing, you aren’t actually going to show up right?” He smirked and turned his head, leaving his eyes trained at the end of the hallway before they made their way to mine. 

 Sunghoon smiled at me and stated, “Film club is a public club Y/n, meaning anyone can join. I could use another thing to put on my college resume and film club is just an opportunity to bother you every Monday and Wednesday until 5:00.”

Word Count: 3.2k

Genre: Enemies to Lovers, Academic Rivals to Lovers, Love Triangle, Friends/Strangers to Lovers, Non-Idol AU, High School AU (y/n, jake, and sunghoon are all 18) 

Warnings: Fluff, angst, cursing/mature language, suggestive scene, not 100% proofread

I made a little playlist that will go along with the story, you may get a few spoilers or at least a few little nudges in the direction of the story, but I hope you like it.

a/n: This was just supposed to be a Sunghoon x reader story, but Jake got thrown into it, so I have no idea how it is going to end but enjoy! I also changed the point of view from being 1st to 2nd so I apologize if I missed anything that would make the story confusing. 

Taglist- @iloveoceaneyes

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“Damn, that sucks L/n, second place is really just first loser.” You felt the hairs on the back of your neck stand up, your fists clenched as you looked ahead at the paper. 2nd- Y/n L/n. The only name above yours was none other than the single person you despised. 1st- Park Sunghoon.

“You put up a decent fight, nothing I can’t beat but you know, impressive to beat anyone else in this shithole, but then again, beating everyone else isn’t too hard.” His voice was like nails on a chalkboard, the tongs of a fork on an empty glass plate. Like when a pencil breaks and you’re just scratching the top of it across the paper.

Rolling your eyes at his smug smirk, the only thing you could come up with at that moment was, “Fuck off Park.” It wasn’t your best work, but you heard the chuckles of his friend group behind you two.

In reality, second in ranking out of the entire class, which was 649 students, wasn’t terrible but the fact that you were second to Park Sunghoon was the thing that actually pissed you off. At least this ranking was just for the annual test that had no real purpose.

“I may be second to you for this Park but I’m still valedictorian and there isn’t a single thing you can do about it. You will always be salutatorian and you’ll just have to watch me give my speech at graduation.” You started to walk away, tired of the look on his face and the cackles of his posse, but you didn’t get too far without Sunghoon coming up to your side and following you.

He kept walking with you, not saying anything. His next class wasn’t even on this side of campus, let alone in this building. “What do you want?” “Nothing, just wanted to bother you, it’s quite fun.” Of course. What else would he have wanted. It seemed as if his only purpose on this planet was to act like a tiny pebble in your shoe. When you finally think you’ve moved the pebble out from under your foot, the next step you take and there it is again, right under the sole of your foot.

“Why don’t you go bother the other goons you hang out with or your fan club?” Park Sunghoon’s fan club was in fact a real thing. It was just some random Instagram account that was ran by a group of underclassmen girls. “Well, they want my attention, you don’t, you’re more fun. Your eyebrow starts twitching whenever you get irritated. Which, now that I mention it, is quite often, there are anger management programs you could look into.” He knew damn well he was the reason why you were always mad.

“Park Sunghoon, this is not the building you’re supposed to be in at this time. I expect more from the salutatorian.” While you were having your hourly argument it seemed like the rest of the kids littering the hallway had filtered out and it was just you two. Well, you and an administrator who was now yelling at Sunghoon.  

His eyes met yours in a glance and in two seconds you wanted to kill him. “Oh, I’m just talking to Y/n about me joining film club.” Fuck no. You were the president of film club and have been since your sophomore year. Oh, and to top the situation off with a cherry, the administrator that was yelling at Sunghoon happened to be Mrs. Whitlock, who also happened to be the supervisor of the film club.

“Well, Sunghoon, I hope to see you tomorrow after school then, film club meets after school every Monday and Wednesday until 5:00 PM. I will have Y/n explain the current project to you.” You waited until Mrs. Whitlock was around the corner and out of earshot before you turned to Sunghoon.

“What the hell is wrong with you? Film club is my thing, you aren’t actually going to show up right?” He smirked and turned his head, leaving his eyes trained at the end of the hallway before they made their way to yours.

Sunghoon smiles at you and states, “Film club is a public club Y/n, meaning anyone can join. I could use another thing to put on my college resume and film club is just an opportunity to bother you every Monday and Wednesday until 5:00.” But before you could say anything he laughs and finally turns around to head to the class he was actually supposed to be in.

You couldn’t help but spend the rest of the day wondering if Sunghoon was actually going to show up tomorrow or if he was just messing with you. As you were walking to your car in the parking lot, you saw Sunghoon. He just smirked at you and waved. What you did in retaliation wasn’t your most mature action, but you didn’t care. Flipping him off and starting your car, you drove out of the parking lot, faster than you should’ve.

The rest of the afternoon and night was spent studying for an exam in calculus you had coming up; you weren’t worried about it, but you just had to make sure you got a higher score than Sunghoon. You were ripped from the studying zone you had gotten yourself into by your phone letting out a ding and lighting up with a notification from Instagram.

@park.sgh: hey l/n, whitlock said you’d explain the last project to me. i’m waiting for you to explain it to me…

Fuck off. Is he serious?

@/yn_?: fuck off, i’m busy

As you turned your phone over so you could go back to studying, it let out the same ding that made you want to throw it across the room.

@park.sgh: don’t be like that l/n, i know you’re not actually busy. what the hell would you even be doing?

@/yn_?: does it matter what i’m doing?

A few minutes passed until you heard the stupid ding again.

@jakethesim: hey y/n!

The username made you stop rolling your eyes, from assuming it was Sunghoon. You’ve spoken to Jake in passing, normally about physics but nothing besides that. You’ve never had an informal conversation, or at least one that wasn’t about homework.

@/yn_?: hey jake?

@jakethesim: ik this is kinda out of the blue but do you wanna study for the upcoming physics test w me?

@/yn_?: uh sure, rn i’m studying for the calculus exam

@jakethesim: WE HAVE A CALCULUS EXAM? WHEN???

@jakethesim: can you help me with the calculus exam too?

@/yn_?: it’s on friday so you have time, i have film club tomorrow until 5 and then a stuco meeting on thursday.

@jakethesim: i have hockey practice tomorrow and then a match on thursday, i’m not doing anything rn if you don’t mind meeting on short notice.

@/yn_?: i don’t mind, mine or yours?

@jakethesim: whatever is easier for you, i’m the one interrupting your night.

You didn’t say anything else except for sending him your address. Jake was nice, he was smart in specific subjects, and not to mention, he was hot. The only cons you can honestly think of are that he doesn’t have the most common sense, he flirts with just about everyone, and the worst of them all, he’s one of Sunghoon’s best friends.

But he’s a boy, let alone a teenage one, so of course he doesn’t have a lot of common sense, and if you had a penis and looked like him you’d probably flirt with everyone too. But Jake is so nice, so why is he always hanging out with Sunghoon? Now that you think about it, all of the guys in Sunghoon’s friend group are nice, you didn’t get why they were all friends with him then. You would probably call Sunoo one of your friends, he has on several occasions given you skin care tips and vice versa and is your designated shopping buddy.

Speaking of Sunoo, him and you were supposed to go to the mall together on Saturday to look at the new clothing store and to try the new boba place that was in the food court.

Once again, you were forced out of the mindset you had let yourself into, your thoughts were disrupted when you heard frantic knocking on your front door. Getting up quickly and kind of jogging to the door, since the knocking was so rushed, you opened it and saw Jake drenched in rain and holding his backpack to his chest. You didn’t realize that you were staring until he said, “Are you just going to stare at my abs all night or are you going to let me in?”

Blushing and silently moved to the side so he could let himself in. He took off his shoes and just stood there shivering. “My brother is at college right now and he left some of his clothes behind, I can go get you a pair of sweats and a shirt if you’d like.” “Yeah, that would be great Y/n, thank you.” His eyes were casted down and his cheeks and nose were red, either from being slightly embarrassed or from the cold outside.

You went upstairs to your brother’s vacant room, his closet was selective, from taking most of his belongings with him to college since he had an apartment rather than a dorm. Grabbing a pair of grey sweats, a plain white t-shirt, and a pair of black socks, you made your way back to the top of the staircase.  

When you went back downstairs, Jake was still standing on the rug in front of the door, looking up and smiling at you. “Here Jake, I’m pretty sure everything should fit, if not I can try to find something else.” You looked up at him and handed him the clothes. “No, no, I’m sure everything is fine, thank you again for getting me dry clothes. I appreciate it, also thank you for agreeing to help me study.”

“The bathroom is the down the hall, third door on the right.” You smiled and pointed to the bathroom. Jake just smiled, nodded, and made his way in the direction you were pointing to.

Thinking about how Jake’s hair was still wet, he’d still be cold, so you walked the couple of feet to the living room where the fireplace was. You put a few logs in the stone pit and started a small fire, immediately warming the room and creating a nice orange hue.

“Hey Y/n?” Jake was done. “In here.” He followed the direction of your voice and leaning against the frame of the room was Jake. “So, I figured we could study in here since your hair is still wet and my house is pretty cold.” He pushed off from the frame and made his way to where you were standing. “My parents usually don’t like it when I use the fireplace when they aren’t home, I swear, they actually think I’m going to burn the place down.” He laughed and set a few papers down on the coffee table.

“They aren’t home right now, Mom’s in Paris and Dad’s in Berlin, both for business.” You shrugged and went back to the dining room where you had originally set up home base for studying to gather up your homework and notes. “Are your parents gone a lot?” Jake looked up at you from his sitting position and tilted his head slightly to the side. You just nodded and sat across from him.

To put it simply, the studying session went terribly. You both kept getting off topic, just talking like two friends. The distance between you two had significantly gotten smaller while talking and you were now touching shoulders. Your heads were turned to the other, so if one of you moved slightly, your lips would brush against the other’s.

“Jake?” “Hmm?” “Can I kiss you?” He nodded and placed his hand on your jaw. You planted your lips on his, taking his bottom lip between yours. Your hand traveled up his chest and to the back of his neck.

Jake tapped your thigh and started moving you into his lap. Helping him from just disconnecting your lips and straddling him. Jake’s hands started roaming up and down your back while yours were exploring around his chest and shoulders. At some point he had slipped his tongue between the seam of your lips, making the kiss more heated.

You pulled away from him and started to tug the hem of his shirt up, immediately getting the hint, he reached behind him, grabbing the collar in the back so he could bring his shirt up and off. While your lips were already off each other you took that as an opportunity and crossed your arms around your torso and took your shirt off, slightly arching your back, causing your breasts to rub against Jake’s chest, purposely.

Jake moved out from under you and held you close until your back met the floor from him gently laying you down, the fire causing his face to glow in the darkness. He reached under you and unclipped your bra. Before he removed it completely, he looked into your eyes, silently asking you if it was okay. You had to control yourself from just saying, hell yeah, it’s okay. You resorted to nodded at him, and he kissed your lips again. He slid your bra down your arms, finally removing it.

Slightly embarrassed, you covered your chest with your arms. “We don’t have to keep going, we can stop if you want to Y/n.” You looked to the side, looking at how the flames rose in the confinements of the fireplace. “I just know your reputation Jake and I’m not shaming you for it, but I don’t want to be known as another one of ‘Jake’s Whores’, I have my own reputation to uphold”. Your eyes met his, scared to see his reaction, but you were very relieved when he gave you a small smile.

“I understand what you mean Y/n, but I wouldn’t have asked you to help me to study if I didn’t like you. Don’t tell him I said this because he’ll kill me but every year before school starts, Sunghoon reminds all of us guys that you’re off limits.” He laid down next to you, facing the fire as well. “When you and Sunoo got close last year, he flipped. I’ve never seen Sunghoon that mad and at Sunoo of all people? I don’t know, I guess hearing about Sunghoon bitch about you and then Sunoo gushing about your guys’ friendship made me curious about you.” You turned around, your back facing the fire now.

“Really?” You whispered, unable to believe what you were hearing. Jake just nodded and went on, “Yeah, so with the way Sunoo talked so highly of you and how other students looked up to you, I don’t know, really. I just like you.” With the fire illuminating his face, you could see a small blush as his voice got quieter.

“Really?” He just chuckled at you and nodded, moving onto his back, looking up at the ceiling that had a skylight. Jake and you just sat there shirtless in the living room of your empty house, looking up at the thunderstorm through the window that was placed above.

When you opened your eyes, the room was pitch black except for the occasional lightning strike illuminate the sky. The room was significantly colder than before from the fire no longer being lit but you could feel the warmth of a blanket on you and the rustling of a person beside you.

“Jake, wake up.” You shook him in hopes of getting him to get up off of the floor. “Is it time for school?” His voice was deeper than normal and gravely. Grabbing your phone that was playing next to you, you looked at the time that read 1:38 AM. “No, but let’s go lay in my bed, it’s warmer up there instead of here.”

The sleepy boy slowly got up and dragged the blanket behind him like a little kid with his security blanket. Trying your best to keep him from running into any walls while getting up to you room, the only casualty was when he ran straight into your door frame, letting out a grunt.

“Sorry.” You couldn’t help but smile at the little pout his lips formed as he rubbed his head. After you two finally made it to your bed, Jake flopped down on top on the covers and rolled into the fetal position with the single blanket now covering him.

“C’mon Jake, get under the covers.” He lifted his upper body up and drug himself to the head of your bed, taking the blankets and pulling them up. He slipped down beneath them and got into the same position he was in.

He started whining as you started walked away from the bed and towards your closet. “What Jake?” “Come here, please.” “Hold on, I’m just finding a shirt to sleep in”. At that the whining from his increased. “Noo, Y/n, why would you do that to me.” Jake’s a boob guy apparently.

If it were someone other than Jake, you would’ve blamed what he said on lack of sleep and drowsiness. But since it was Jake, you laughed and listened to his request, he already saw them, and it wasn’t like you were uncomfortable.

You got under the blankets and moved closer to Jake, you turned your back to him and felt him pulling your body towards his. He tucked his body into yours and placed his arm over your waist, so he was spooning you.

“You smell nice.” He whispered and buried his head in the junction of your neck. You smiled and quietly chuckled a bit, feeling him smile as well. “Thank you” You turned your head and kissed the tip of his nose; from that you could feel his smile grow even bigger on your neck.

“Go to sleep Jake, we have to get up in the morning.” Trying to make your voice sound stern, but you failed because you couldn’t help the giddy feeling that was brewing in your stomach.

“We could just skip tomorrow; I think Miss Valedictorian can afford to miss one day.” He skimmed his fingers along the left side of your torso, causing you to jolt.

“No”. He did it again. “Are you ticklish, L/n?” He ran his fingers all the way up your side and towards your left armpits.

“Jake, its late, we have to go to sleep.”  Giggling from being tickled and just Jake being Jake, you rolled onto your back and scooted over, he just followed your movements and laid on top of me, caging you in. From laughing and being so tired you were both out of breath and your eyes were starting to droop and gloss over.

You just looked up at him while he looked down at you. “You’re so pretty.” From feeling warm from the compliment, you looked away, unable to maintain eye contact with him. “Thank you, you are too.” He laughed a threw his head back slightly. “Thank you, Y/n.” You and Jake laid there looking at each other until you both yawned at the same time.

Jake moved off of you and rolled over on to his back, still holding onto you, causing you to land half on him and half on your side. “Good night, Jake.” He whispered a “Good night” back and slowly closed his eyes, falling asleep with you following soon after.