RIVALS | K.SJ x Reader 18+ [COMPLETE]

III

Warning: Be ready for ''le zmut''
You've been warned



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Silence.

He already finished his smoke and so as you, but still had a little bit of wine left. Since you already refused for more wine, he drank it all up in one gulp. He took the glasses away to his sink together with the dishes from dinner. You quietly stared at his back while he did the dishes. You were feeling a bit dizzy and wanted so badly to lie down. But you tried your very best not to doze off.

His right girl, this crossed your thought. Was he referring to you? Some from the same company? Does he have rivals other than you? But heck no way, your departments are the only ones on top, so how? You turned to his direction again, could it possibly mean that, he likes you? Is that why he's so desperate of your attention? You shake that thought out. You knew you hate him, unless you're just denying the fact that you like him back.

Eww, you let out a small cough, like you wanna throw up anytime. There's nothing wrong with him though. He's handsome, kind, tall, talented and on top of all that, he's HOT. You could tell that he's been working out. Those broad shoulders and toned biceps, you bet he has the so called packs of abs hiding under those fitted gray shirt. Oh, how you've wanted to feel his muscles in your palm. Wondering how it would feel like when he's hovering over your body, your shivering body because of the cold night. You felt a tingling sensation building up inside you as you could feel the heat rising up to your cheeks.

What the fuck were you thinking, Y/N? You scold and mentally slap yourself. Here you are inside a guy's house, more specifically your rival, fantasizing over his hot appearance intimately. Must be the alcohol taking over you again. You need to sober up quickly before you mentally undress him and feel his body against yours. "Hey," he cut you off suddenly since you were staring at his 72" flat smart TV mounted on his wall without even turning it on. You looked up to meet this handsome man's gaze.

"Coffee for my princess," as the thought of having coffee in order for you to sober up a bit, looked like he read your mind. A simple "Thank you," escaped your mouth. He sat beside you as the couch weight heavier, also a cup of black coffee in his hand. You couldn't help but stare at the man, the thought of him liking you sent shiver down your spine. And at the moment, you brushed off the fact that you hated this very man beside you, but instead how badly you would want to feel his lips attached to yours. No matter how much you shrug it, it can't just seem to go away. You never fantasized about him until now, and you know in your gut that you never liked the thought, but tonight was an exception.

While Jin, notices the stares you've been giving him. He knew you were weak with alcohol but he never dared to take advantage of you while you were in the influence of alcohol. But part of him just wants to grab you closer to him and taste that foul but sweet mouth of yours. How he would be so turned on while your arms are wrapped around his neck, moaning his name out loud followed by a curse. Just the thought of you below him while you two make love left him hard in between his thighs. Good thing he wore his black sweats for tonight, otherwise not wanting the growing bulge to be visible before your naked eye. He takes a sip of his coffee, once again silence over powering.

"What time is it?" you asked the man, rain still pouring hard. He fished for his phone inside his pocket before resting it to the coffee table. "It's quarter to eleven, baby" and again that smile, totally melting you away. However, is it already that late? You noticed how dim this room was, only a couple of lamps shining, emitting low shades of orange. And before you forgot, all the sweet nicknames he's been giving you, leaves your heart pounding whenever he comes up with a new nickname. But your all time favorite was, him calling you;