Glasses || seo changbin x yang jeongin x reader

7 || i'm sorry

Wind back to sophomore year...

Jeongin and I had been closer than ever. We were at a party at Chris and Felixs house. But Jeongin and I had wanted to go home because the party was just Chris and Minho doing karaoke and Felix and Hyunjin making out on the couch. We were bored, and, honestly, grossed out. So we just walked back home, since it's only like a 20 minute walk. The whole way there we were loud, laughing and making jokes.

When we got to our houses, I started walking to my front door but Jeongin was stopped at the sidewalk. I looked back in confusion. "Goodnight, Jia." Jeongin smiled and started walking toward his house. I ran back to him and grabbed his wrist, making him turn back in shock. "Where are you going, Innie?"
He glanced over at his house then back at me, "...To my house?" I giggled, "No, silly, I mean, I'm hungry. Let's eat some ramen." I started walking back to my house, still holding onto Jeongins wrist as he hesitantly followed me, "R-ramen..?" (a.n: inviting someone to eat ramen in korea is basically like netflix and chill, korean style ykyk. any kdrama watchers?)

We got inside and I went to the kitchen to start the water for the ramen, but Jeongin had another idea. "Noona..." I turned back to him, shocked at the first use of that name. I've never heard him say it before but it made my heartbeat quicken. "..Yes?" I asked, reaching up to grab a pot. But then I felt warmth along my back. It was Jeongin, he was right behind me, with his hand on my arm that was reaching for the pot, and his other resting on my waist. I quietly chuckled, "I-Innie, what are you do-" I got cut off by him spinning me around, chests pushed so close together that I could feel his heartbeat. It was beating just as fast as mine, maybe even faster. I blushed, looking down to where our bodies were pressing against eachother. He cleared his throat, making me look up at him and he immediately darted down and kissed my lips.

At first I was frozen in place, confused, but then I started to enjoy it. He was a good kisser, and I mean, even better than he looks. We stood there for awhile, making out, and had ended with him picking me up onto the counter with both of his hands on my waist now. I pulled back, and holy goddess was his face arousing. His lips, that were very pink from all the kissing, were parted, quiet pants coming my from them, his cheeks were the same shade as his lips. His forehead had small beads of sweat running down it with strands of hair sticking to it. He tilted his head in confusion, "Is something wrong? Did I hurt you..." I shook my head, when I heard the worriedness in his voice and he started taking his hands off me. I put my hands on his that were on my waist, and brought them to my lap. "You didn't hurt me, Innie. I enjoyed it. But I wanna ask..." He nodded letting me continue. "Do you l-like me..?" He blinked, "Of course I like you, Jia." I smiled at his cute dumbness. "No silly, I mean like like me...Is that why you kissed me?"

He squeezed my hands, looking down at my wet lips. "I don't know..." My smile turned into a frown as he slowly stepped back, leaving me sitting on the counter. He sighed, and brushed his hair off his sweaty forehead. I opened my mouth to say something but stopped when I heard the front door opening. Jeongin stared at me, and I stared back. It was my brother. I softly sighed and slipped off the counter. I stood in front of Jeongin and said, "It's okay if you don't...we can still be friends, Innie." My whispers into his ear made him cough, he looked embarrassed so I stepped back and walked into the living room, "Welcome home, Minho." My brother smiled and greeted us, but was shocked when Jeongin ran past him, and out the house.

The next day, Jeongin acted like nothing had happened and it made me think he actually didn't like me. Which confused me on why he kissed me first, but we were teenagers. I just guessed that he was probably confused or just horny. But then, Jeongin confessed to me a few days later saying he was just testing if he was straight. He said he didn't feel anything, which made him confirm his sexuality. I just let it go, I mean, yeah, I was a bit heartbroken about my crush on him, and it felt like he used me...like she did...but I threw that thought to the back of my mind because it was Jeongin. And I knew Jeongin would never use me like she did.

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Jeongin had this big smirk on his face, taking in every inch of my flustered one, while still having me pinned to the wall. I tried to get away but he was quicker. Jeongin took his hand out of his pocket and held onto my waist to stop me from moving. It was a light grip, but it was enough to stop me from moving. "Come on, noona...You knew what would happen when you invited me to your house, with your brother out..." I blushed and looked to the floor, embarrassed. He took the hand that was on my waist and softly picked my chin up make me look at him. He still had a big smirk on his face, but his cheeks were a light pink. He slowly leaned in to my face. He stopped a few inches away and I shut my eyes, waiting for it to happen. But when I heard a small chuckle and nothing happened, I opened my eyes to see Jeongin leaning down to kiss my lips.

It was just a tiny peck, but god, I forgot how soft his lips were. He leaned back up and just stared at me, seeing how I was reacting to it. My eyebrows furrowed, That's it? I sighed and cursed in my head...Fuck it. I put my arms, that had just been resting by my sides, around his neck. I went onto my tippy toes and kissed his lips. I made the kiss deeper and longer this time. I sighed into the kiss, letting his tongue slowly find its way into my mouth, feeling and tasting every bit of it, and I felt a smirk grow on his lips. I tried pulling away, but Jeongin had leaned forward, trying not to break the kiss. I leaned even more back and finally broke it. He whined at the loss of my warm mouth, which I smirked at. His switch flipped again, now he was whiny and panting harder than before.

I hadn't even realized it but somewhere in the middle of our short makeout session, Jeongin had picked me up and held me against the wall. His big hands were on my ass, my legs wrapped around him, and my arms were still around his neck, playing with a few strands of his hair. The smirk on my face grew bigger as his expresson was just as arousing as last time. He really hasn't changed.

Then my smirk faded and I stared into his eyes, "Innie..." I finally said through the silence. He looked up, from where his eyes were staring at my mouth, "Yeah?" His voice came out soft. I took a small breath in, before asking, "...Why did you say you were gay?" His eyebrows slightly furrowed and he took a small pause, thinking of what to say next. "I...I thought..." He started, but sighed and gently set me down. I stared at him, confused and concerned. "I mean, I'm not not gay...I just..." He muttered out, fumbling with his fingers. He then gently grabbed my wrist and brought me to the couch. He sat us down, with me in his lap, and stared at me for a while. His thumbs were caressing my waist, teasingly slow, which made my thighs slowly tense up. "I thought, after that day, a lot, and I ended up with the idea that I would...hurt you..." He started, closing his eyes in disappointment, "...like how Julia hurt you..."

I sighed and brought my hands up to his face, making his eyes stare straight into mine. I softly smiled, "Innie..." He shook his head, gently putting my hands down into our laps. "No, Jia. I thought I wasn't good enough to take care of you after what you went through. She is an idiot for hurting you and an asshole for using you. And I-I guess I just thought, that I wasn't good enough...for you." I was looking into his eyes that were avoiding mine. I looked down at Jeongins small lips and softly pecked them. He finally looked up at me when I pulled away. "Innie, you are literally my best friend. What made you think that?" I asked him, bringing my hand up to carress his cheek. He leaned into it, closing his eyes. He shuddered out a sigh and said, "I'm sorry, noona..."

"Don't be sorry, Innie. You are the most important person in my life. I'm sorry for making you feel that way." He shook his head, "No, you shouldn't be sorry for being traumatized by that piece of shit."

"I just knew that I would end up hurting you. So I told you I was gay, even trying to convince myself that I was, so my feelings for you would go away. But...they never did...and now I regret not spending the night with you back then." He rubbed the back of his neck, embarrassed. "And..again, I'm not not gay, like, I-I still find guys attractive and stuff, I'm just not confident enough to try anything because of my feelings for you..." I softly smiled and stared into his eyes. "But, noona. I want you now...I really really do." He gently pulled me into a hug, sighing into it. I smiled against his shoulder, "I want you too, Innie."

He gasped and softly pushed me away. His mouth was open in shock, "A-Are you sure, Jia? I know you haven't, like, done it since...I-I mean, don't you need more time to think about it?" I quietly giggled, knowing what he meant, "Innie, if I could choose anyone to sleep with, after what Julia forced on me, it would be you."