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Chanyeol

You looked at yourself in the mirror and sighed. Being the perspicacious person you were, there were no curves of your body that hadn't gone under your unforgiving gaze. Tonight was the first night you would spend with Chanyeol, the first of many more to come, and you were terrified.

He'd seen you in shorts, in skirts, and never failed to confess his everlasting love, and how perfect you were. That was all great, except he'd only ever seen you dressed. There was so much more that lived under the cover of your clothes and you were terrified at the idea that he would finally see it all. He loved you for who you were, but would he really love you when it was it was time to bear it all?

"Jagiya, what's wrong?" His deep voice called from behind the door and you cleared your throat.

"Nothing, I'm just getting ready."

A shirt was pulled over your head and you walked out of the bathroom to join him in the bedroom. He was already tucked under the covers, looking at the screen of his phone. You slipped into bed next to him and he put the phone away to give you his full attention. A smile was on his lips as he looked at your face, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

"You're so beautiful y/n," he mumbled in a hum that almost made your name sound like one of the most beautiful notes on the planet. "seriously. I look at you and I wonder how I got you."

A blush spread through your face and you buried it in his chest as his body rumbled in soft laughter. Chanyeol's long limbs wrapped around you, bringing you closer to him in a hug as he buried his nose in your hair.

"I'm being serious. And you smell good too."

"oh my god stop being so cheesy. It's gross." Yu called out to your boyfriend and his head fell back in laughter. Lips met your nose and a smile followed, bringing with it a whispered I love you. then you decided to tell him that you were ready. That you were finally ready to take your relationship with him to the next level. "Uh, Oppa?" you started and he looked at you with concentration you only saw when he was working.

"I, I want to take our relationship to the next level..."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean... I think I'm ready to... I'm ready to have sex."

His brows furrowed in confusion and he rested his weight on his elbow and looked at you. his hair rested on his forehead in a soft curtain of brown and his skin glowed in the soft orange light cast by the bedside tables. He was beautiful.

"Are you sure? I know it's your first time..."

"I am, I want you to be my first."

He nodded and lay on his back, looking at the ceiling. You were about to say something when he turned to you with a small smile.

"Really? Are you sure this is what you want? You know once you do it, there's no going back right?"

"I know! I've thought about it for a long time. I want it to be you." you repeat and he nods, kissing your hands from the palms to the tips of your fingers.

"I'm so, so honored that you want me to be your first jagi. I love you so much."

"I love you too Chanyeol."

He kissed you sweetly, pulling you closer to him. your leg moved to wrap around his waist, out of habit from your many make out sessions, and he smiled against your lips. Hands intertwined in locks of hair, and breathing became heavier as the both of you allowed yourselves to melt into each other's touch. The atmosphere was heavier, as Chanyeol's hands moved into your shirt, skimming over your bare thighs. His hands were cold to your warm skin, but the antithetic sensation was sending pulses of electricity at everywhere he touched. His lips left your lips and joined the skin on your neck and you moaned at how good it all felt. It was like you were being shot at from everywhere, because this amount of pleasure was just too much for a human being.