Fictional | Yang Jeongin

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I was walking through the city with Hyunjin, who I had just met on my way to the studio. He had kindly offered to help me carry my things: my guitar and microphone stand. I was singing a few streets away again, but Jeongin couldn't make it this time due to his schedule. It was fine by me, but I knew it was hard on him. I'd just give him a private singing session later to cheer him up. On my way over, I bumped into Hyunjin, who took the microphone from me and walked with me after giving me a hug.

"I actually heard your last song," Hyunjin grinned after we got ourselves some coffee to go. I smiled brightly. "Oh, really? Did you like it?" I asked as we walked into the building when he held the door open for me. "I think I know what Jeongin meant now. It was beautiful!" he answered. I smiled shyly as we walked up to the studio. "Thanks," I mumbled. Jeongin and Chan turned as soon as we walked in. Jeongin started grinning and took off his headphones. He quickly came out of the booth, and I barely managed to put the guitar down before he pulled me into a tight hug. I giggled and slung my arms around him. "Hey, you're not finished. I'm not letting you off the hook just because your girlfriend is here," Chan scolded him.

"Don't make Chan mad. Come on, we'll talk when you're finished," I laughed. Jeongin grinned and pressed a sweet kiss to my temple, then walked back to the booth. After he finished, he came over to me while Chan and Hyunjin went to get another coffee for Chan before recording Hyunjin's parts. Jeongin sat down next to me on the couch, pulling me onto his lap. "I'm sorry that I couldn't come today," he said sadly. I giggled and turned so that I could look at him, placing my legs on either side of his body. "Don't worry. I can sing to you whenever you want," I said, gently stroking his cheek. He smiled a little and pulled me closer. "I know, but I really love it when you're singing there. It always reminds me of the first time I saw you," he mumbled.

I giggled. "I was so nervous to talk to you that day," I said. He grinned. "I know. I saw you shaking. But I wasn't doing any better, believe me," he laughed. I leaned my forehead against his. "I'm really glad you had the courage to talk to me that day," I mumbled. "Me too. Because now I can do this without thinking twice," he said, smirking before leaning in and giving me a sweet kiss.  I sighed when his lips touched mine and slung my arms around his neck, burying my hands in his hair.

He deepened the kiss, sliding his hands down to my hips, holding them for a moment before letting his hands slide further down to rest on my thighs. He gently squeezed them a little. My breath started to catch, but I wasn't even thinking about breaking the kiss. It was different than usual. Our kisses were typically sweet and gentle, but this one was hungry, craving more. Jeongin slightly bit my lower lip, causing me to open my mouth a little. He took the opportunity to slide his tongue inside, turning our sweet kiss into a full-on make-out session. I didn't care that anyone could come through the door or that Chan and Hyunjin would be back soon. All I cared about was our tongues dancing together and his hands roaming my body.

Jeongin pulled away, only to start trailing kisses on my neck, gently sucking at my sweet spot, causing a little moan to escape my mouth. I felt him grinning against my neck and I was sure he was leaving a mark there. I pressed his head against my neck slightly, and his hands pushed the hem of my dress up my thighs a little more. "We probably shouldn't do this here," I whispered, but I didn't want him to stop. "I don't know what you mean, I'm just kissing my girlfriend," he said, grinning mischievously before smashing his lips on mine again, gently squeezing my butt where his hands had wandered.

"Guys, not in my studio, are you serious?" Chan's voice pulled me out of my trance. I quickly removed myself from Jeongin, feeling heat rush to my face. "I thought you were innocent!" Hyunjin said, shocked. Jeongin just grinned, apparently pleased with himself. "Come on, Suki, let's go home and continue there," he said, standing up and pulling me with him. "You're so embarrassing," I mumbled, trying to avoid Chan and Hyunjin's eyes.