Kiss | A 2Yeon Fan-Fiction

24. | nayeon

some bonus smut at the end for y'all horny ass mfs

Feeling the sunrise on my face as I rode my head up, i shielded my eyes from the light and looked around at where I was. Chaeyoung's guest bedroom. I looked next to me for Je-

Where's Jeongyeon?

I sat up more so and found Jeongyeon laying on a small loveseat, staring at her phone.

"How long have you been up for?" I asked before yawning and stretching my arms into the air, suddenly groaning due to the sudden realization of a hangover. "Fuck, hangover."

"Yeah, you think? We went inside and you ended up taking 5 back-to-back tequila shots. You threw up on my dress and in the sink and drunkenly cussed out some guy for saying Sana was sexy." She paused for a moment and thought, "You also ended up dancing on a table and eating 5 packages worth of ramen before falling into a deep 12 hour sleep. It's also 3pm and I had to text your parents and tell them that you weren't dead."

"Jesus fucking Christ." I put my face and my hands and sighed deeply. "How'd I get back in here?"

"I was the one that made you the ramen to sober you up. You ended up wanting more and more so I gave it to you hoping it'd sober you up." Jeongyeon said, getting up to lay on the bed next to me. As she plopped down, I laughed, despite my ear-splitting headache.

"Why'd you sleep on the couch?" I asked her, laying back down to face her.

"I didn't want to wake you up by accident." She spoke softly. Jeongyeon truly has the best voice. At this point, I'd kill someone to hear her whisper in my ear.

"I would've liked a cuddle buddy," I pouted, giving her puppy dog eyes. She moved in close to me and moved to kiss my cheek. I moved her head and kissed her, almost as an apology for the night previous.

"Chaeyoung needs us out by 5, so you should probably go take a shower. "She said to me, frowning.

"Why the sudden distance?" I asked her, running my hand up and down her forearm that was positioned to the ceiling. "You don't need to put your guard up right now. Not around me. Not ever," I reassured sternly.

"God, you sound like me right now," she chuckled to herself, laying her head on her hand. "I've just been thinking. A lot."

"Is it about last night? God, I'm so sorry I threw up on you, I can't even believe I did tha-"

She cut me off, "No. it's about what you said before we went inside."

"The 'don't fall in love' line?" I asked her, feeling the sun beam down on me.

"Yeah, that line. That fucked with me all night. I just really don't think we should be doing this anymore after you saying that. It ruined the moment for me, I'm sorry." She said, running a few hands through her hair. "Look, I need to go shower."

"But you don't actually want to get up off this bed, do you?" I raised a brow, beginning to push her buttons.

Upon saying this, she sat up all-too eagerly for my taste. "I'm getting in the shower. We're not doing this. Not today. Not like this." I bit my lip at her as she lifted off a shirt that she presumably borrowed from Chaeyoung. "I'm getting in the shower."

I looked at her torso up and down and licked my lips, "Fuck, I didn't know you were athletic." Jeongyeon sure was toned.

"Marching band is a sport, you know." Jeongyeon defended, laughing afterward. "But in all actuality I go to the gym almost everyday."

"I never would've guessed," I said, canvassing her body with my hand. "I guess I've just never seen you in the light like this."

"Well, don't get used to it. We need to let this go and go through the grieving process like normal people." Jeongyeon said, throwing the shirt onto the loveseat.

As she began to stand up, I reached over and grabbed her hand, stopping her. "Stay? Just for a bit?" I asked her, almost pleading.

Jeongyeon looked into my eyes for a moment before rolling hers and moving over to lay next to me. I put the blanket over her and turned over to be the little spoon. She pulled me into her embrace, my back pressed up against her bra.

Pretending to move my arm, I ground up on her a bit, causing her body to stiffen a bit. "Don't," she whispered in my ear.

As we laid there for the next ten minutes in silence, I found myself increasingly more interested in the thought of Jeongyeon. Even if it's just one last time.

I moved her stray hand to rest on my boob, trying to deliver a message. She rested her hand there, squeezing softly at the touch. As I felt my cheeks begin to burn, I brazenly grabbed her hand once again and rested it between my thighs, giving her the 'signal.'

"We shouldn't do this. We need to practice self control." Jeongyeon said, not moving her hand.

"Are you going to move your hand then?" I asked her, biting my lip and not bothering to look back at her.

"You know I don't want to, Nayeon." She whispered in my ear, moving my hair behind my ear to kiss my neck softly.

"If doing this with you is wrong, I don't want to be right," I said, turning my head back to look at her.

Jeongyeon grabbed my chin and tilted my head back further to kiss her. I did so diligently, pressing my lips to hers like it was life or death. I turned on my back and continued to make out with her, thoroughly enjoying her hand placement. I friskily moved her hand to my crotch, allowing her unlimited access.

She began to rub at me over my panties. I emitted a moan when she found my sweet spot, caressing it slowly. As my anticipation began to rise, I began to grind on her hand, my hips bucking back and forth slowly.

"Is that good?" She whispered in my ear, beginning to rub faster.

"Yeah, it is." I bit my lip, my engine revving.

"Do you need it?" She purred, my heart racing.

"God, can you just fuck me already? I can't take it anymore," I whined.

"Well, to use your words against you, as you wish."