The Boyz smut collection

Hyunjae : like you hate me

Written by @/strawberrysohn on Tumblr.

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if you would have been told a few hours ago that by the end of the night you'd be getting fucked stupid in the bathroom by the boy you've hated since middle school, you would have thought that whoever told you such nonsense was higher than a kite.

yet, there you were, gripping the door of the bathroom stall for dear life as the male rearranges your insides, still unsure yourself of what had happened and how you got into this situation.

let's start at the start then, shall we?

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"i don't wanna go," you whine to your friend sana who simply shook her head. "especially if it's his party."

sana hands you a top to go with the skirt she had handed you previously. "don't be such a party pooper," she tells you. "you know how many people are going? you probably won't even see him." she crosses her arms over her chest, which was already covered by a sparkly top that was much too revealing to be found in your own closet.

"sana, it's his party," you roll your eyes. "he'll most likely be the first one we run into. he'll probably be the one opening the door for us." you hold up the outfit sana had picked out for you and examine it skeptically.

"you like it?" she asks, eyes questioning. you knew that feedback was important to her, she was planning in majoring in and having a career in fashion.

you nod your head in approval. "of course. it's very cute," you say before finishing. "there's nothing wrong with the outfit at all. it's just...a bit revealing for me, don't you think?"

"just as i feared," sana sighs, massaging her temple. "sit down, y/n."

you comply, seating yourself on the foot of your bed. it was time for one of your friend's infamous pep talks.

"y/n, you are growing into a beautiful, strong young woman," sana starts, taking your hand in hers. "and you are a fine piece of ass that deserves to show off once in a blue moon."

you can't help the smile that creeps onto your face, followed by a warm laugh. somehow, sana always knew how to cheer you up. "okay, okay, fine," you put your hands up, defeated. "i'll try it on and see how it looks."

much to your dismay, the outfit fit you well, meaning you had to go to this dumb party. sigh.

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you're in the bathroom, rapidly scrubbing hard at the fading stain on your top. had you waited any longer to go to the washroom, it would probably become a permanent stain. you mentally cursed that guy who had bumped into you and spilled your punch all over you. this is why you didn't go to parties.

you look at yourself in the mirror once you finish scrubbing. you eye your ponytail that had slumped slightly from the humidity. you eye your eye makeup (done by sana of course) that somehow has remained perfectly intact.

you turn your head quickly when you hear the bathroom door open, your heart pounding when you see who had entered. there goes avoiding him.

"this is the women's room, can't you read?" you spit out before the other can even let out a breath.

"it's the family restroom," hyunjae replies, settling himself at the sink next to yours. "if you were looking for the women's room, hate to break it to you but turns out you're the one that can't read." he runs a hand through his hair as he checks himself out in the mirror.

you scoot over to the next sink over, being that close to him making your insides swirl from what you thought was disgust. "i was in a hurry," you defend yourself. "must not have been paying attention to where i was headed. i just saw a girl walk out of here and just thought-"