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"Hello..?" You regret this idea as soon as a groggy Changbin answers the phone, but you had no one else to call.
"Changbin ? Can you come and get me?" your voice is mouse-like as you ask for the favor. You had a less than pleasant relationship with your cousin's best friend, but he was the only person you could think of. Your friends had left the club hours ago, already drunk out of their minds, and your asshole boyfriend had abandoned you when you made it clear you didn't want him to 'feel you up' in the middle of the dance floor.
"UGH Y/N it's like three in the morning, you've got to be fucking kidding me right now? Call your family or some shit, I don't want to deal with you." You hear a rustle on his end as he moves to hang up.
"NO WAIT please." At this point your not above begging your worst enemy. "I can't call them. They didn't like Jackson and I really don't want the I told you so's now. Please Changbin please." He sighs in the most over exaggerated way possible.
"Fine. Where are you?" you give him the clubs address and mumble a thank you before ending the call. It takes twenty minutes for him to find you, shivering outside of the venue. He shakes his head as he takes in the sight: arms wrapped tight to cover exposed skin, dress that barely covered anything, and heels that could not have been easy to walk on.
You try not to let your excitement show when you see him, more than ready to get home. You watch as he half-jogs across the road to you. His long messy curled hair from sleep.
"Thank you, Binnie." You say once he is close enough to hear you.
"Whatever, just come on it's cold out here and I had to leave the car about a block that way." He offers you his hand and you look at him dumbfounded for a moment. "Hold my hand idiot." He says shaking it in your direction. "There's no way you're going to be able to walk like that without the help. You concede, knowing that he was right. His hand is warm in yours; it makes your stomach flutter.
It doesn't take you long to reach his car with him dragging you along. You climb into the passenger side grateful that the heat hadn't faded from his drive over. You kick your heels off and make yourself comfortable closing your eyes, as he slides into his seat. It takes you a moment to realise you haven't started to move yet. You turn to look at him to find him already watching you.
"Want to take a picture? It'll last longer." You stick your tongue out childishly.
"Oh, whatever. I'm just trying to gauge if your gonna vom in my car or not." He shoots back.
"I'm not drunk Seo, I only had a couple tonight before giving up." He hums like he doesn't trust you but starts driving anyway. The first ten minutes of the journey pass in comfortable silence as you watch the world go passed his windows.
"Are you warm enough?" he breaks through the quiet. You nod and turn to look at him. His hands grasp tightly at the wheel as if he is trying hard to contain himself.
"Do you hate me?" you ask genuinely concerned this little excursion made your already tense relationship worse.
"I don't hate you...That would imply I cared enough" his response contained a teasing undertone.
"Clearly you care a little bit, you did come to get me."
"Are you forgetting you begged me too? And what do you think your cousin would do to me if he found out I hadn't helped when you asked" a smile is playing on his lips and you can't help but giggle a little at the thought of Felix's much smaller figure trying to beat up Jungkook.
"Felix wouldn't've found out, there is no way I'm telling my family about anything that happened tonight." You sit back in your chair and look back out the window only to see Changbin had pulled the car over.
"Not about anything?" his eyebrow quirks up slightly as he puts the car into park.
"No... why?" he doesn't respond, just removes his seatbelt, and pulls your face to his, kissing you deeply. You're too stunned to respond as he moves his lips against yours. When he pulls away, you're breathing heavily.
"Good because I've wanted to do that for the longest time, I just don't think Felix would like it very much." He looks very pleased with himself as you sit there stunned by the sudden turn of events. Your mind races a million miles a minute through every interaction you'd ever had with him that could've led to this moment. He had been friends with your cousin since you were all kids. You'd had a crush on him almost as long. In recent years it had been easier to hate him, certain that nothing could happen between the two of you. You kept your interactions to insults and arguments. Now here he was looking at you with that devilish smile, fringe in his eyes, far too cocky.
Eventually, your body caught up with your brain. You threw off your seat belt and climbed into his lap. You pushed your tongue into his mouth and undid the bun in your hair letting it fall around your face wrapping your fingers in the his lose strands. His hands found their way to your bum, holding you close to him. You didn't come up for air until your lungs hurt. As you leaned back you pressed against the horn making both of you jump.
"Back seat... now" he panted opening the door. You clambered from his lap. He smacked your ass as you turned away from him – doing nothing to assuage the heat now in the pit of your stomach. Before you get a chance to open the backdoor, he pushes you up against the cold metal. His lips trail down your neck. His teeth graze across your sensitive skin, as a hand travels up your thigh, pushing the hemline of your dress with it.
"Don't tease me" you whimper, desperately trying to find the door handle behind you. He pulls away and opens it for you. The two of you get caught up in heavy petting. Exploring every inch of him, grateful he was wearing sweats as your hand slips beneath the waistband. He faulters when you take his shaft in your hand. You pump the length in your hand. The moan that escapes his lips is heavenly.
"Wait." He stops you pulling your hand from his pants and coming to his senses. "Not like this." He sits back allowing you to rest on your elbows. Your eyebrows knit in confusion at his sudden apprehension.
"Why not." You whine. He had started this and you were desperate for him to finish. "Is it because I've been drinking? I promise I didn't have that much, and I stopped hours ago, and Jackson's dead to me if that's the problem, and we don't have to tell Felix ... or we can worry about doing that later or..." he puts a hand to your mouth, silencing your monologue and taking a deep breath.
"Because I love you." The revelation makes your heart stop. "I don't want our first time to be in the back of my car in the middle of a cold and dark highway ." He refuses to meet your eyes after his confession, and you can't form a coherent thought let alone words. You settle for the only thing you can manage and kiss him once more. This time its gentle. Slow and romantic as you cuddle into his side.
"Then what do you want to do now?" you ask when you can think.
"I want to take you out tomorrow, and then maybe we could continue this then? At my place?" you nod enthusiastically, and he presses his lips to your forehead. Reluctantly the two of you climb out of the backseat and back into the front. His hand rubs along your thigh as he drives, leaving fire wherever it touches. You arrive home all too soon.
"Thank you for coming to get me." You kiss his cheek and open the door. He watches as you walk down your driveway. You turn back every few feet to make sure you aren't dreaming. The next morning, everything but that drive home is a blur. You can't hide the bright smile on your face every time you look down at your phone and see a flirtatious text from him.
"What's got you in such a good mood" Felix grumbles as he reaches passed you for the cereal.
"Nothing." You lie trying to force away your giddy facial expressions.
