Saturday
This morning I'd gotten a text from Hobi inviting me to a party tonight. At first, I wasn't sure seeing as I had work, but when he told me he wasn't going until around 11 pm, I figured it would be fine. It would be after I finished work, so I agreed to go with him. I didn't party that often and Hobi mentioned he didn't either, but he sometimes got a random spontaneous feeling of going out and that everyone else was busy tonight, so, in the end, I was like okay fk it, I'll go with you.
The other day, I'd planned to meet with Joon in the studio to go over our song and get a few more things recorded, so that's where I was on my way to right now. I'd just chucked my hair up into a messy bun, put on a baggy light grey hoodie and some tight dark blue jeans. Nothing special. The weather was still dreary, but I didn't let it damper my spirits.
Joon met me out the front of the studio sporting a cute dimple smile with a pair of iced coffees in hand. Why was he always so sweet? Did he somehow know coffee was the way to my heart?
"How'd you know I haven't had my morning fix yet?" I joked as I took it from his outstretched hand.
"Just a guess" he was smooth with the moves today as he sent a wink my way. We went into the studio and pulled out notepads and other things we needed to record. He took a seat at the computer and opened up the files.
We started recording bits and pieces that we can use for the song. After a while, it turned into me and him just playing around and singing dramatically into the mic about random shit and keeling over in laughter at each other about it. Eventually, we took a quick break and sat together on the couch to finish our coffee.
"Lol why are we like this?" I sighed, now calming down a bit from the laughing fits we'd just had. My cheeks were hurting a little from smiling too much.
"Only time I'm like this is when you're around," he playfully denied. God, the way he sat across from me with that light smile looked so cute on him.
"Whatever~ I'm sure you had a silly side before I came along.." I lightly poked at his thigh. Joon's gaze settled on me. It held a steadiness that drew in my focus. We were sitting so close. If I was any nearer, I'd practically be in his lap. Which would be totally okay with me. He leant in and rested his head against my shoulder. The motions were just so natural.
"Jia... I was thinking about what you said the other night," I fixed my sight on the way he leant against me. I slowly reached up and started fiddling with the fabric of his black jumper that was loosely around his arm. It looked so soft and made me wanna touch it.
"I think you made a good point when you said it would be hard to date when I was to debut. To be honest, you surprised me when you said that. The fact you even thought it through, that level of maturity is part of the reason I like ya. So.. If being friends is the best thing for us, then let's just keep doing that."
I cleared my throat before giving a small "Yea.." in agreement. I held mixed feelings, but I decided not to voice them.
"Thanks for saying that Joon" I rubbed at the fabric of his jumper to soothe myself a little and he just let me, his head was still resting on my shoulder for a while.
We finished our coffees and then I had to go back home and get ready for work. The way he smiled and waved bye to me still burnt into my mind as I stood in the shower. The hot water rolled off my skin as I stood there in a kind of daze.
When I'd said that it may have been out of fear... But, now that he'd made it clear, he felt the same way. I couldn't take it back. My heart ached a little at the thought. Although, the way we were now was enough. A part of me felt like regardless of what we labelled it, the sentiment we held between us wouldn't change.
Work went by quickly. I had done another 'help' shift, which involved me drinking and talking with clients. This time Luna wasn't in and I rotated between the #5 girl Hwasa and number #6 Rina's tables. Hwasa was kinda stuck up and had a bad girl vibe, but Rina was really sweet and I enjoyed working with her. Guess not all the girls I was going to work with were nice, but that's okay. When I could, I'd try to avoid them, but tonight, I had a hard time trying to do that with Hwasa. She was really pushing her client to get drunk and buy a lot of bottles, which meant I had to keep up and drink a lot, too. By the end of my shift, I was kinda already drunk, but I could keep going.
I drank a couple of glasses of water at the bar before I got changed and messaged Hobi to find out where he was so I could meet up with him for the party. He sent me the addy and said he was just rocking up at the place now. I told him I'd message when I got there and that I should only be about 20 mins away.
The apartment high rise was tall, and the building looked chic. Whose party had he been invited to? I entered the lobby and called Hobi. When he answered, he sounded a little drunk already and I could hear a lot of partying in the background. He buzzed me up and gave me the room number, so I took the lift and knocked on the door. It swung open to reveal a grinning swagged out and slightly tipsy Hoseok. Behind him, the apartment was full of people drinking and dancing and talking.
"Heyyy" he threw an arm around my shoulder and pulled me into the apartment, closing the door behind him.
"Wow, how d'you manage getting invited to a place like this?" I half-joked as I let him lead me over to the kitchen counter where a few people were hanging around drinking and talking.
"Yeah, it's a nice place, right? The in-house producer at my agency invited me along. He was here just a second ago-" Hobi looked around for a moment although seemly unable to find who he was looking for, he turned back to me.
"I don't know. He'll probably turn up later. Let's get something to drink!" The way he cheekily smiled was enticing.
"Yeah for sureee, but um," I paused for a sec.
"Why what's up?" He then questioned. "Nothing just, you look like you've already had quite a few," I teased.
"Ohhh, are you worried about me?" Had his voice always been this sexy and low, or was it only now that he was tipsy and flirty that I was noticing it.
"Nooo, I mean maybe" I felt a blush across my face, but Hobi was definitely having fun at my reactions. "That's cute, keep worrying about me," he laughed and then pinched my cheek playfully. I lightly pinched his arm in return, which he pretended to be hurt by before we both started getting into the bottle of Soju that was on the counter beside us. After four shots, Hobi pulled me over to dance with him.
My vision was blurring up, but I was having so much fun as he playfully pulled me this way and that as we danced. I was becoming sensitive to the feeling every time he touched me, when he held my hand to spin me around and when he grabbed onto my waist to swing my hips to the upbeat music that was playing. The matching of our rhythm, the way he gazed at me, feeling like our hearts were in sync.
I felt lightheaded. Hobi noticed. A small look of worry crosses his face before he pulls me off to the side of the room where there were fewer people.
"You okay, babe?" He asked as he peered into my face, his hand still holding mine from when he'd pulled me off to the side. The fleeting feeling of dancing with him, of being with him.
"Yeaa, I dono why, but my heart's beating so fast" I shyly looked up at him. He merely flashed a small smirk in return. I took a second to take all of him in.
He was wearing a shirt that was unbuttoned slightly, that revealed just below his collarbones and part of his chest. The chain he wore around his neck looked so sexy against the exposed skin. That, on top of the playful mood he exhibited, was drawing me in, drowning me in him. The hungry way he was looking at me was weakening my knees.
Then it happened. He leaned in, slid his hand against my neck. The assertive force he kissed me with was overwhelming. My hands found themselves against that bare part of his chest, lightly clinging to the loose fabric of his shirt. I could feel him smiling against my lips momentarily before deepening the kiss. His tongue found its way into my mouth teasingly. My knees were getting weaker by the second. He knew exactly what he was doing, that expertise becoming even more apparent as I felt his hands grip my waist then glide down lower to behind my hips. He pulled me firmly against him. I gasped as he pulled out of the kiss slightly and sucked at the bottom of my lip. He peered down at me; It left me breathless and wanting more.
"Maybe we should get out of here, find somewhere nice and quiet," he suggested.
"Where should we go?" I mumbled. I was still dizzy from the drinks and the way he'd just kissed me, but this felt right. I was going to give in to him. I didn't wanna think about the consequences or hold back anymore.
"Let's go watch a movie" a cheeky smile broke across his face and I knew why. Watching a movie sounded so innocent, as though we were about to go home and have a sleepover like besties, but there was no way that's what he actually meant.
We left the party together, drunkenly stumbled down a few blocks until we got to my apartment. The lobby was empty as we approached the elevator.
"You okay baby girl?" Hoseok asked, his firm grip around my waist now being the main support holding me up. I gave a small nod and smiled. I wasn't thinking much of anything. My focus was on the smitten way he was making me feel.
The light ding of the elevator door sounded and the walk up to my room was blurry. I toppled down onto the couch as soon as we got back to my place. Hoseok closed the door before going over to the T.V and putting a movie on.
I felt the cushion dip as he sat next to me; I reached my hand out to him and he grabbed on to it and slipped his fingers between mine.
I opened my eyes only for my vision to be filled with him. A soft warm kiss placed itself on my cheek. He climbed over me, kissing me firmly. I felt him spread my thighs with his own as he smoothly forced his way in between my legs. The skirt I was wearing made me feel even more exposed to him.
"You're such a good girl, aren't you Jia?" He breathed against my lips. His touch had started at the side of my waist before trailing closer to my breast.
"For you, I am. Please don't tease me too much. I already want you so bad," I whispered. I was completely at his mercy. He kneaded my breast, flicking my hard nipples through my thin clothing occasionally only to earn more moans from me.
"You're so sexy when you're like this," he groaned. I felt something hard press against my panties and it just made me want him even more. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him against me, chasing that feeling of his hardness rubbing against me. He kissed me more roughly before breaking away. I opened my eyes.
His hungry expression as he looked down at me was only fuelling my want for him right now. He hooked a finger around my panties and pulled them down, exposing me completely to him, causing me to gasp. He groaned to himself and licked his lips at the sight. I giggled.
"What the fuck are we doing right now" I giggled even more. Had it only just dawned on me... Was this actually happening?
"Oh, you're asking for it now," Hoseok smirked. My sudden giggles had probably edged him on.
"Hmmm what're you gonna do~" I teased him, only to have him suddenly grab my hips and pull me forward so that I was spread open wide right before him.
"You'll see" He lifted off the light fabric that was his shirt, unbuckled his pants and pulled it out. I bit my lip as I took in how hard it looked there in his grip. He firmly grabbed onto my hips again as he lined himself up against me. Why did I feel he was about to absolutely ruin me. I let out a shaky breath as I felt him stretch me out.
"Fuck, you feel so good," I groaned. What started out as a few slow thrusts turned into a steady rhythm that was easily going to push me over any minute now. I hadn't done it in so long that I was so sensitive right now.
He'd turned me into a moaning mess beneath him as he fucked into me harder and harder. The definition of his solid abs and the V of his hips, the mixed expression of pleasure on his face, even the way his chain bounced against his chest. It was sending me over.
"Cum for me babe, I wanna see that fucked out face of yours" his deep voice was the icing on the cake. At his command, I felt myself tipping over.
Out of reflex, I went to cover my face with my hands, but he stopped me by pinning my wrists down above my head and thrust deeper in me as he chased his own high. As he finally got there, I felt myself tremble under him and then I felt his load fill me up. He groaned again, pulled out slowly, and then fell down beside me.
I was a complete mess as I snuggled up to him. We were both spent; he wrapped an arm around me and pulled me into his chest. The sound of both our heavy breathing subsided as we lay there. I could feel his bare skin against mine. His heartbeat, his breath, It was so relaxing that I could feel myself about to fall asleep. What had I just done?
(btw she's on the pill, I just hate writing that convo into stories it ruins the mood for me personally when I read it so hopefully, that's okay)