"Do I really need to explain why I like you?" He said. "Well I just don't understand why you do" I said looking down at my hands. I can't believe he's confessing to me, like right now. In class?!? "I can name all the reasons why I do, I won't stop liking you now that I have those reasons stuck in my head" he held my hand, "uhh I don't kn-"
"Right everyone grab your books! It's time to go home now!" The teacher interrupted me.
I got up from my seat and so did namjoon. I grabbed all my stuff and made my way out of the classroom, a hand gripped my arm and stopped me. I looked back, "Please think about it"
I nodded.
~End of flashback~
It's been a week since he's confessed, and I still haven't answered him back. Of course I like him back, but I just don't know how to say it to him. I'm not really the type for confessing anyways.
He doesn't know about any of my feelings but I know everything about his, and that's why I feel bad.
Right now I'm home alone, with a glass of water. I'm just standing in the middle of the kitchen, thinking. Thinking about him.
I brushed off the thoughts and carried on walking to my room, until I heard fast knocking on my front door.
First thing I thought was maybe it's just kids playing a prank on me. They can't fool me those little bastards. Stop being a hater Y/N and open the damn door.
I walked over to the door and opened it fast, my eyes were widened.
"Y/N"
It was him.
"Uh Namjoon what are you doing here?" I asked confusingly.
"I can't wait any longer" he panted.
"For what?"
"For you" he looked up.
"What'd you say Y/N? Help a desperate boy who's waiting for a response" he panted while laughing cutely.
I walked towards him and grabbed his hand, dragging him to my room.
When we got there, Namjoon sat on my bed straight away while I was walking back and forth trying to figure out what to say. Oh god. I realised, there's a hot boy. IN MY ROOM. AND I FANCY THE PANTS OUT OF THIS GUY.
"I think I already know what your gonna say" He said as he played with my pillow.
"I'll just go" he said and got up from my bed. "No!" I stopped and shouted.
"Ugh for god sakes YES I LIKE YOU TOO" I confessed. Well. It wasn't that hard actually.
I looked at Namjoon to see a grin plastered on his face. "Say that one more time" he cutely said.
"Huh? Wait no!!" I crossed my arms. "C'monnn" he poked my belly with his finger. I grabbed his finger so quickly that when I did that Namjoon grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me into a big kiss. My lips did not respond to the first 2 seconds but when I realised he was actually kissing me. I responded back. Well he was quick with things weren't he.
His hand went down to my thigh ever so slowly and gripped on it to pick me up. I jumped and wrapped my legs around his waist. We were still making out though, but damn I will say for sure that his tongue was not gonna give up. He walked me towards my bed and laid me down. He hovered over me giving sloppy kisses all around my neck, not missing any spots. I couldn't help but moan a bit.
His hand landed on my breast giving it a light squeeze making me groan louder.
He continued to squeeze them over the tank top I had on. So he snaked his hand under my top and squeezed them harder this time. "Mmm that feels good" I let out another moan. I had to be honest right?
"Does it?" He whispered softly on my skin.
His lips stopped kissing my chest and went all the way down to my stomach.
He pushed up the top and gave little butterfly kisses on my bare stomach.
My hand was rested on his head giving a few pulls, he was getting extremely close to the bottom half of my body, which was where I was more sensitive.
His desperate hands grasped the hem of my shorts and pulled them down along with my panties. I couldn't help but moan the whole time.
His sat up straight and went back to kissing my lips. I was distracted by his lips that his hand had already snaked down my shorts and was massaging my entrance. I bit his lip after he finished kissing me. "Don't do that"
"D-don't do what" I moaned uncontrollably. I was busy getting masturbated aswell, why you gotta have a conversation meanwhile.
"Don't turn me on like that" He slid his finger inside me. "UHH" I shouted.
He did that repeatedly, "Call me oppa from now on" he whispered in my ear giving it a little bite too.
When he did that, that's when I came. I couldn't hold it any longer.
He turned me on even more, I didn't even have time to give him the pleasure. I swapped positions so that I was in control. "Don't do that" I grunted. "Don't do what?" He licked his lips. "Don't turn me on like that" I copied what he said. That's when he started to get worried. And nervous.
He was gonna see a whole different side of me, and I'm willing to do that.
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I haven't wrote a smut in ages oh god.
