Ryeji Imagines

No more drinking

Action, fluff (Ryujin G!P)
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Ryujin's POV

I was sitting at the bar with a beer in my hand, staring at my girlfriend while she was grinding on a guy on the dance floor. Her friends shooed me away, calling me a creep, not knowing I was her girlfriend. They didn't know me because me and Yeji decided to keep quiet. All because Yeji's parents were homophobic.

Now I have to watch my girlfriend from afar or they said they would get the bouncers to kick me out for being creepy. Watching her from a distance was creepy.

Yeji was almost shit-faced drunk, which made me worry even more. She might do something stupid because of the alcohol and regret it later.

I watched her walking back to her friends with the man, clinging onto him. My blood was boiling but I didn't want to interpret because I would get kicked out and I would have to leave her in here alone.

But that guy wasn't just some guy, it was my co-worker, Kris, who undressed every girl with his eyes and would jizz his pants at the sight of a bra. He acted all though when in reality he wasn't.

He got up and took Yeji by her hand, dragging her to the head entrance with a pack of cigarettes in his hand. Yeji was almost passed out, her eyes were closed and she stumbled upon everything and everyone. I slowly got up from the barstool and followed them out, glaring at her friends.

Kris and Yeji walked to the side of the building to sit on the benches there. I was 12 feet away from them, keeping a close eye on the two. I waited 30 seconds before I joined them, pretending that I didn't know they were there.

"Oh fuck- sorry guys! Am I interrupting?"

"Kinda, yeah. Wait here, ma lady, I'll talk with my friend here." He winked at Yeji and got up, stumbling into me as he did. He just made my stomach turn with all his actions. "Easy there, my man." I faked a chuckled and walked away with him, standing a little further away from Yeji.

"Yo, Ryujin, I swear...I just got myself the hottest chick with the tightest cunt in the whole club. Her ass and her tits are so fucking plump, bro..." He muttered drunkenly, lighting his cigarette up. I tightened my fists and saw Yeji slowly blinking, lifting her head off the way.

She looked rather confused and disoriented. I think she sobered up a little. Did she take the aspirin that I slipped into her hand?

"I'm gonna bang her against my kitchen counter and I'll make sure to record. I'm gonna make her squirt, bro." He mumbled, smirking weirdly while staring up in the sky.

"Yo, Kris?" I nodded a little, slapping the cigarette away from his hand. He looked at me confusedly, frowning like he was trying to intimidate me.

"Girls don't squirt." I smirked before punching him in the face. He fell onto the ground, holding his nose. "And Kris? Yeji's mine, the only person that'll bang her against the kitchen counter is me. And it's not like I didn't do that yet."

I kicked him and felt two cold hands on my waist. "Baby?" Yeji slurred out, making me turn my head. "Yeah?"

Her friends stood by the corner, watching the whole scene happen.

"I wanna go home." She mumbled and leaned her whole body weight on me, holding onto my neck. "And Kris? The only dick I suck is Ryujin's and I'm pretty sure that it's bigger than yours. 8 inches is hard to beat."

I smirked and kissed the side of her head gently, winking at her friends. They looked at me, shocked expressions on their faces while I led Yeji away from the benches.

"Call me the next time, you're going to hang out so I'll know where to look if there's another creep touching her." I nodded a little, smiling sarcastically at them. "Assholes." I muttered as I walked past them, making sure they would hear before I disappeared with Yeji into the night.

Next day, 09:27

I lied on my back while Yeji cuddled up to my arm with her back facing me. I scrolled through the snapchat stories, stopping on FoodPorn to make myself hungry for breakfast.

I heard a fee soft whimpers falling from Yeji's lips and she tried to cover her eyes with the blanket. A small chuckle left my lips and I held her tighter, gently caressing her side. "Baby, wake up..."

"Don't wanna..." She whined out, holding onto her head. Her cheeks were red and her skin felt clammy. "Let me guess, hangover?" I smirked and kissed the top of her head. Yeji nodded in defeat and turned to face me, cuddling up against my shoulder.

"I shouldn't have gone to that club." She muttered, running her hand along my thigh. I nodded and put my phone away, grabbing the aspirin that I prepared for her earlier with a glass of water. "Take this, baby."

She took the aspirin and downed it with water, chugging it all the way down. Her hand jerked up a little, landing on my clothed dick. It wasn't anything new, we had sex once or twice a week.

"No morning wood?" She muttered, handing me the glass back to kay her head on my shoulder. "Already got rid of it." I whispered, rubbing her side gently. She whined softly and held onto my waist, smacking me in the balls.

I groaned out and curled up a little. "That's for jacking off without telling me."

"You could've told me that you wanted to watch." I smirked through the pain, earning another smack in the balls. The ring she had on hit my tip, making me curl up even more.

"Fuck, Yeji!" I groaned out and turned to my other side, facing away. I could pretend to be hurt to make her feel a little guilty. Just getting back on her for grinding against that coward.

"Fuck..." I whimpered and buried my face in my pillow. Yeji leaned on her arms, trying to catch a glimpse of my face. I 'cried out' quietly and held my crotch tightly, faking a sniffle.

"Ryujin? Are you crying?" She whispered, her voice a little restless. She pulled on my shoulder, trying to push me onto my back. "I-I'm sorry, baby. I didn't mean to hurt you like that." She whispered shakily, eagerly shaking my shoulder. "Look at me, Ryujin."

I didn't move a muscle, still pretending to cry. Now I started to feel a little guilty for making her so sad. "You didn't mean to? You were hitting me in my balls on purpose, how is that unintentional?" I whimpered out and took a deep breath.

Yeji panicked a little and got up, walking to my side. She kneeled in front of me and cupped my cheek, trying to pulled my head up. "Baby, please...I feel really bad and I'm going to cry..."

I lifted my head with a smirk and pulled her over me, slamming her down on the bed next to me. I tickled her sides, straddling her hips. "Ryujin!" She squealed out and tried to wiggle out of my grip, which I didn't allow.

"Stay still." I muttered, pinning her down. "You danced with Kris yesterday and it wasn't just dancing."

"What the fuck are you talking about? I was dancing with you the whole night." She said, trying to move her wrists. I let go of her wrists and lied down next to her, spooning her gently. "You weren't. You were with Kris and your stupid friends told me to go away because they didn't believe me when I said that I was your girlfriend."

Yeji sighed a little and put her hands on mine, giving them a light squeeze. "Wait, did you wash your hands after you jacked off?" She muttered, lifting her head to look at me. There was a brief silence between us, which was self explanatory to her.

"Ew, Ryujin!"