The Boyz smut collection

Sunwoo : Shut your mouth

Written by @/kevinsluvr on Tumblr.

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it's 3am, your brother isn't home. he knows his curfew is midnight, so where the hell is he? you've called his cell almost 6 times now. you're starting to worry that he's dead or something.

you decide to go and check his best friend's house. sometimes he ignores his phone if him and sunwoo are gaming together for hours on end. sunwoo is honestly the person you hate most in this world, but if he's the reason your brother isn't answering then you'll have to suck it up.

you get up off the couch, throw a jacket and some shoes on and walk out the door. luckily, sunwoo lives within walking distance from the apartment you share with your brother. yes, it's cold outside but that's why you threw on a jacket.

now, you didn't bother changing out of your pajamas. your little sleep shorts and loose sleep shirt surely won't be a problem for sunwoo or your brother. your legs are a little chilly but you're almost there.

when you finally get to sunwoo's apartment, having avoided using the buzzer after being let in by an older woman, you go to knock on his door. strangely, you find that his door is unlocked and slightly open. if you had knocked, the door would've flung open.

you push open the door and walk in. you open your mouth to call out for the man you hate but something tells you to shut up and stay quiet. you take your shoes off and tiptoe further into the house. the lights are all off which gives his house an almost eerie feel, the moonlight being the only real illumination.

you peek into the kitchen, no one. you peek out onto the balcony, only a lawn chair is out there. you peek into the extra bedroom, empty. you check if the bathroom light is on, nope. no sign of your brother, or even sunwoo for that matter.

no sign of sunwoo that is, up until you get close to his bedroom door. you hear what sounds like some shuffling and heavy breathing from behind the door. you see that it's open a crack and there's a lamp on, but you're terrified to look inside. what if him and your older brother are fucking or something?

as your mind runs through a hundred and one possibilities, a sound breaks through the silence. it's low, and you almost missed it. until it happens again.

"y/nnn fuck," you hear sunwoo moan out. what he's doing finally clicks in your head. he's getting off to his imagination of you.

for years, you swore up and down that you hated each other. he always glared at you, ignored you and usually would lock you out of his apartment. so why is it that he's getting off to you of all people?

before your brain could even make full sense of the situation, you find yourself peeking in through the door. you can see sunwoo with his left arm thrown over his eyes, his head thrown back and his right hand pumping himself.

you almost gasp but manage to silently cover your mouth. he's big. bigger than you anticipated. even despite the massive size of his hands, he can't cover his entire length. his heavy breathing and low groans fill your ears. your thighs unconsciously clench together.

you can feel the slick collecting in your underwear the longer you stand and stare at the man you're supposed to despise. why does he have to look and sound so hot while he's getting off?

just as your brain decides that it's time to stop watching and just sneak back out, you hear every sound sunwoo was making come to a complete stop. you hear some shuffling and suddenly he's standing in front of you. his hair sticks to his head due to sweating and it only adds to his over abundance of attractiveness.

"what the fuck are you doing here, little one?" he sneers at you. he looks you up and down, making you feel small. you open your mouth to respond snarkily but he shoves two fingers down your throat.