𝐦𝐲 𝐚𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

jisung - beach crush

content includes: dom! jisung x poc fem reader

april 20th

no smut (sorry babes), cute lil jisung dabbles, jisung is 75% black, real good kisses, he's a perv, changbin & chan mentioned, beach day, jisung is a flirt, y/n is going.

working on a seungmin smut for y'all, ik y'all been waiting and i'm sorry

enjoy

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it was a hot summer day and every female had on shorts.

blue jean shorts, black shorts, blue jean short shorts with rips, shorts with the bright pink bikini straps poking out the the sides.

jisung loved it all.

it was the sole reason he came to the beach, to look at the girls with the biggest butt and the most plush thighs ever.

"yo han you such a perv." his older friend chan says, interrupting his lewd thoughts. changbin couldn't help but laugh, shaking his head in disappointment.

"well what can i say! i'm not ashamed of looking. women at the beach are beautiful." jisung shrugged his shoulders, not  caring about his hyungs making fun of him. 

"instead of sitting here looking, settle your eyes on one female and go talk to her." chris said, pouring shots of don julio into red solo cups. "is it smart to drink at the beach, what if we puke?" jisung asks, making the 3 of them all freeze with the cups in their hands.

they all said fuck it and took the shot nonetheless, jisungs face twisting up at the taste.

jisung stood up from the towel and removed his shirt, tossing it next to chan. "be careful." he says, squinting his eyes since the sun was beaming.

jisung shooed him off, walking towards the shore, his feet already meeting the water.

"y/n come on!"

jisung whipped his head back and that's when he saw her.

the most beautiful pair of brown legs. her skin was glistening under the natural sunlight, the sun kissing her like she was a delicately.

a bright neon blue bikini set that was holding up everything right. the straps of the bottoms were tired on her hips, tucked underneath the dark denim shorts she was wearing.

the front of the shorts were unbuttoned and her jewelry was amazing.

and the cherry on top?

she was the sexiest one on the beach.

jisung needs that.

it was like time stopped for him.

the waves crashing, the laughter from the kids building sandcastles, the loud ass music bumpin' from someone's speaker—none of it mattered. all he could hear was the sound of his heartbeat as he stared at her.

"goddamn," he muttered to himself, tongue swiping across his bottom lip.

she was walking slow too. not on purpose, but every step she took felt like a slow-mo scene straight out a movie. she had a pineapple drink in her hand, her lip gloss shimmering every time she took a sip. her sunglasses were pushed up into her curly hair, giving jisung the perfect view of her pretty ass face.

he didn't even realize he had started walking toward her until he almost stepped on a kid's sand castle.

"yo watch it!" the kid yelled.

jisung barely blinked, just stepped over it and kept moving. he didn't even know what he was gonna say when he got to her. hell, he didn't even care if she curved him—he just had to try.