Kpop Smuts

Baekhyun

I honestly don't know XD Random~

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"Don't worry. I won't hurt you." He said, inserting it in. I shut my eyes, looking away.

"Look over here, otherwise how will you get used to it?" He said, pulling my face to face his direction.

"But, it feels weird, and it hurts." I slowly opened my eyes and my lips.

"We are almost there, just look and you'll get used to it." He looked in my eyes. I huff a bit, looking down.

"Oh god that looks weird." I tremble.

"Don't tremble, it makes it harder." He sighs.

"Drawing blood is so scary. That's why I don't do blood tests." I comply, waiting for Dr. K to put a band aid on. (HAHAHA U MUST'VE THOUGHT THERE WAS SMUT AT THE BEGINNING)

"But Y/N, You'll need to get used to it." Dr. K said, looking through my file, jotting everything down.

"Thanks. I'll try?" I flash a small smile and grab my purse.

"Well, That's all for today Y/N. Come back in a week for your report." He bows and walks out.

I follow behind and walk towards the exit, as he walks to another patient. I take out my phone and looking for the contacts. I call Chanyeol, to come and pick me up since I'm finished.

"Yeoboseyo," someone answered, but it wasn't Chanyeol. My brow furrowed as I wondered, who could have Chanyeol's phone...

"Uhm, this isn't Chanyeol is it?" I asked.

"Nope, it's Baekhyun, Chanyeol's closest friend. Sorry I picked up, he told me to since he's in the shower. Do you want me to tell him anything?" I crossed my arms and raised an eyebrow. Why did I not know about this Baekhyun guy?

"Really now? Give him the bloody phone." I heard chuckling and a bit of shuffling. I assumed Baekhyun opened the bathroom door and gave the phone to Chanyeol, who was under running water.

"Yeah babe? What's up?" Chanyeol asked.

"I'm done at the doctor's, do you think you could pick me up?" Chanyeol grunted and sighed.

"Jagi, I'm a bit busy after this, I'll send Baekhyun to pick you up okay?"

"But I don't trust him!! Oppa pleasee," I pleaded. I didn't like this Baekhyun guy for some reason...

"Ani, I'm sending Baekhyun. It's only this once jagiya. Bye, I love you," Chanyeol said, ending the call. I rolled my eyes and shoved my phone back in my pocket. Chanyeol never did this...he would always insist on picking me up or dropping me off, even when I said I'll call a cab.

I think I waited for 20 minutes when a beat up, old pick up truck pulled up in front of me. A ruggedly handsome man's face poked out from the window, his expression turning into a smirk as he gave me an up and down look. I looked down and tried to cover the front of my pants with my shirt. I walked up to the car, pissed off by the look he was giving me.

"Excuse me, are you Baekhyun?" I asked, bending down. The guy whistled at the sight of my...slightly exposed cleavage and winked at me.

"Yeah that's me. And you must be Y/n?" I nodded and opened the car door, shoving myself inside. The space was way too tight and it was annoying watching Baekhyun staring at me like a fucking pervert. I got comfortable and waited him to drive off, but he kept staring at me.

"What the fuck are you staring at? Drive," I snapped, grinding my feet on his. He bit his bottom lip in amusement and banged the steering wheel.

"Man, Chanyeol told me you were beautiful, but I didn't think you'd be so much finer," he replied. I glared at him, disgusted by his approach at me, but something struck me...his eyes were very nice and warm; nothing like the perverted expression he wore.