obsessed.

finders keepers

there you were in your favorite hoodie and jeans, this was an outfit you felt your most confident in. how do i know? well, i'm your stalker. my name? it isnt important, but i can tell you one thing about me. you. you are my world, my love, my everything. i knew from the first moment i saw you and heard that angelic voice of yours that'd you were mine. its almost like it were yesterday when i first met you.

A month ago

"oops! i'm so sorry i didnt see you there. im kind of a klutz, can i help you clean it up?" he said, looking at me and pouting softly. he looked so pretty that day, cheeks dusted with a light, red blush. he had eyeshadow on i think and his lashes were long, thick and black. he had the prettiest brown eyes and they seemed to sparkle in the harsh light of the boba tea shop we were in. "ah, dont worry about it, youre fine. it only spilled on my hand so we're good." i smiled at him and made direct eye contact, which he avoided. "oh, uh okay, but still i wanna help somehow." his brows furrowed and his bottom lip poked out slightly, i could already feel myself growing fond of this boy of of this one, small interaction. 

"so, what's your name? sorry if thats like, weird or anything, but im august." he gave me a wide smile, his eyes crinkled when he did. his skin was such a pretty shade of brown and looked so soft and supple, "oh, uh, my name is min-jun. nice to meet you august, do you come here often?" i asked, grabbing napkins to wipe up the counter top. "oh, yes! you guys are my favorite boba shop hands down. you must be new, huh?" he asked, trying to help me wipe the counter, but i shooed his hand away. "yeah, im a relative of the owners. i just moved here and today is my first day." august nodded and took a sip of his tea, his order was simple, but he was picky about how it was made. i can appreciate that in a man, he was taller than me by a few inches, and he was cute and chubby. his jeans fit him like a glove and it seemed like he was drowning in his hoodie. i watched him excuse himself and walk away to one of the four person tables with the tall chairs, i watched how his hips moved and i could feel myself start to harden a little bit, but i quickly turned and went to the back of the kitchen.

that night i touched myself to the thought of him, "august.." his name felt right coming from my mouth, like it was made for me and me only to say. i couldnt help but moan his name, thinking about him riding me and moaning my name. i could barely stay focused on one thing, him bent over and taking my cock, moaning my title had me panting and stroking myself faster. i dont usually make alot of noise when i get off, but thinking about him i had to. he had the cutest ass and thinking about how it would jiggle after every thrust inside of him, my god he was so fucking perfect to me. at that moment i came undone, thinking about him was too much before i felt myself getting close. next thing i knew, i was laying on my bed spent and breathing heavy, my mind drifting off to him and how cute he'd be laying next to me. i want him and i will make him mine.

august always seemed to be out with a group of friends whenever i saw him, he was always smiling or laughing at jokes they made and i hated it. i should be the only person that makes him smile or laugh, i want to be the only person he needs or wants, i can and will always provide for him. i watched him walk into the shop with his friend in tow, smiling and giggling at a joke, "hi, min-jun! how are you today?" he asked, leaning over the counter and ruffling my shaggy, brown hair. "i'm good, august, how are you? you want your usual today?" i asked, already getting the large cup to make his order. "mhm, you already know." i turned my back to scoop the boba into the cup, he liked a lot of boba and usually it costed a dollar more, but i'd do anything for him. 

"so, what time is the party again mitchell? because im going to need time to get ready and we all know just how long it takes me to get ready." he said, looking up at one of his taller friends.