Doctors Orders! - Sim Jake

i will be a multishipper with anyone but these two these mfs were soulmates

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or both of us??

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Y/N : babe, if i died, how much would you miss me?

Gojo: * with a loving smile* it's SOOO CUTE that you think death can get you out of this relationship <3

These Riki pictures are sooo Satoru coded, you can't convince me otherwise.

[NI-KI] The end of the first day in the U.S

Imma use these for academics too

words to use when writing

Appetite:

craving, demand, gluttony, greed, hunger, inclination, insatiable, longing, lust, passion, ravenousness, relish, taste, thirst, urge, voracity, weakness, willingness, yearning, ardor, dedication, desire, devotion, enthusiasm, excitement, fervor, horny, intensity, keenness, wholeheartedness, zeal

Arouse:

agitate, awaken, electrify, enliven, excite, entice, foment, goad, incite, inflame, instigate, kindle, provoke, rally, rouse, spark, stimulate, stir, thrill, waken, warm, whet, attract, charm, coax, fire up, fuel, heat up, lure, produce, stir up, tantalize, tease, tempt, thrum, torment, wind up, work up

Assault:

attack, advancing, aggressive, assailing, charging, incursion, inundated, invasion, offensive, onset, onslaught, overwhelmed, ruinous, tempestuous, strike, violation, ambush, assail, barrage, bombard, bombardment, crackdown, wound

Beautiful: 

admirable, alluring, angelic, appealing, bewitching, charming, dazzling, delicate, delightful, divine, elegant, enticing, exquisite, fascinating, gorgeous, graceful, grand, magnificent, marvelous, pleasing, radiant, ravishing, resplendent, splendid, stunning, sublime, attractive, beguiling, captivating, enchanting, engaging, enthralling, eye-catching, fetching, fine, fine-looking, good-looking, handsome, inviting, lovely, mesmeric, mesmerizing, pretty, rakish, refined, striking, tantalizing, tempting

Brutal:

atrocious, barbarous, bloodthirsty, callous, cruel, feral, ferocious, hard, harsh, heartless, inhuman, merciless, murderous, pitiless, remorseless, rough, rude, ruthless, savage, severe, terrible, unmerciful, vicious, bestial, brute, brutish, cold-blooded, fierce, gory, nasty, rancorous, sadistic, uncompromising, unfeeling, unforgiving, unpitying, violent, wild

Burly:

able-bodied, athletic, beefy, big, brawny, broad-shouldered, bulky, dense, enormous, great, hard, hardy, hearty, heavily built, heavy, hefty, huge, husky, immense, large, massive, muscular, mighty, outsized, oversized, powerful, powerfully built, prodigious, robust, solid, stalwart, stocky, stout, strapping, strong, strongly built, sturdy, thick, thickset, tough, well-built, well-developed

Carnal:

animalistic, bodily, impure, lascivious, lecherous, lewd, libidinous, licentious, lustful, physical, prurient, salacious, sensuous, voluptuous, vulgar, wanton, , coarse, crude, dirty, raunchy, rough, unclean

Dangerous:

alarming, critical, fatal, formidable, impending, malignant, menacing, mortal, nasty, perilous, precarious, pressing, serious, terrible, threatening, treacherous, urgent, vulnerable, wicked, acute, damaging, deadly, death-defying, deathly, destructive, detrimental, explosive, grave, harmful, hazardous, injurious, lethal, life-threatening, noxious, poisonous, risky, severe, terrifying, toxic, unsafe, unstable, venomous

Dark:

atrocious, corrupt, forbidding, foul, infernal, midnight, morbid, ominous, sinful, sinister, somber, threatening, twilight, vile, wicked, abject, alarming, appalling, baleful, bizarre, bleak, bloodcurdling, boding evil, chilling, cold, condemned, creepy, damned, daunting, demented, desolate, dire, dismal, disturbing, doomed, dour, dread, dreary, dusk, eerie, fear, fearsome, frightening, ghastly, ghostly, ghoulish, gloom, gloomy, grave, grim, grisly, gruesome, hair-raising, haunted, hideous, hopeless, horrendous, horrible, horrid, horrific, horrifying, horror, ill-fated, ill-omened, ill-starred, inauspicious, inhospitable, looming, lost, macabre, malice, malignant, menacing, murky, mysterious, night, panic, pessimistic, petrifying, scary, shadows, shadowy, shade, shady, shocking, soul-destroying, sour, spine-chilling, spine-tingling, strange, terrifying, uncanny, unearthly, unlucky, unnatural, unnerving, weird, wretched

Delicious:

enticing, exquisite, luscious, lush, rich, savory, sweet, tasty, tempting, appetizing, delectable, flavorsome, full of flavor, juicy, lip-smacking, mouth-watering, piquant, relish, ripe, salty, spicy, scrummy, scrumptious, succulent, tangy, tart, tasty, yummy, zesty

Ecstasy:

delectation, delirium, elation, euphoria, fervor, frenzy, joy, rapture, transport, bliss, excitement, happiness, heaven, high, paradise, rhapsody, thrill, blissful, delighted, elated, extremely happy, in raptures (of delight), in seventh heaven, jubilant, on cloud nine, overexcited, overjoyed, rapturous, thrilled

Ecstatic:

delirious, enraptured, euphoric, fervent, frenzied, joyous, transported, wild

Erotic:

amatory, amorous, aphrodisiac, carnal, earthy, erogenous, fervid, filthy, hot, impassioned, lascivious, lecherous, lewd, raw, romantic, rousing, salacious, seductive, sensual, sexual, spicy, steamy, stimulating, suggestive, titillating, voluptuous, tantalizing

Gasp:

catch of breath, choke, gulp, heave, inhale, pant, puff, snort, wheeze, huff, rasp, sharp intake of air, short of breath, struggle for breath, swallow, winded 

Heated:

ardent, avid, excited, fervent, fervid, fierce, fiery, frenzied, furious, impassioned, intense, passionate, raging, scalding, scorched, stormy, tempestuous, vehement, violent, ablaze, aflame, all-consuming, blazing, blistering, burning, crazed, explosive, febrile, feverish, fired up, flaming, flushed, frantic, hot, hot-blooded, impatient, incensed, maddening, obsessed, possessed, randy, searing, sizzling, smoldering, sweltering, torrid, turbulent, volatile, worked up, zealous

Hunger:

appetite, ache, craving, gluttony, greed, longing, lust, mania, mouth-watering, ravenous, voracious, want, yearning, thirst

Hungry:

avid, carnivorous, covetous, craving, eager, greedy, hungered, rapacious, ravenous, starved, unsatisfied, voracious, avaricious, desirous, famished, grasping, insatiable, keen, longing, predatory, ravening, starving, thirsty, wanting

Intense:

forceful, severe, passionate, acute, agonizing, ardent, anxious, biting, bitter, burning, close, consuming, cutting, deep, eager, earnest, excessive, exquisite, extreme, fervent, fervid, fierce, forcible, great, harsh, impassioned, keen, marked, piercing, powerful, profound, severe, sharp, strong, vehement, violent, vivid, vigorous

Liquid:

damp, cream, creamy, dripping, ichorous, juicy, moist, luscious, melted, moist, pulpy, sappy, soaking, solvent, sopping, succulent, viscous, wet / aqueous, broth, elixir, extract, flux, juice, liquor, nectar, sap, sauce, secretion, solution, vitae, awash, moisture, boggy, dewy, drenched, drip, drop, droplet, drowning, flood, flooded, flowing, fountain, jewel, leaky, milky, overflowing, saturated, slick, slippery, soaked, sodden, soggy, stream, swamp, tear, teardrop, torrent, waterlogged, watery, weeping

Lithe:

agile, lean, pliant, slight, spare, sinewy, slender, supple, deft, fit, flexible, lanky, leggy, limber, lissom, lissome, nimble, sinuous, skinny, sleek, slender, slim, svelte, trim, thin, willowy, wiry

Moan:

beef, cry, gripe, grouse, grumble, lament, lamentation, plaint, sob, wail, whine, bemoan, bewail, carp, deplore, grieve, gripe, grouse, grumble, keen, lament, sigh, sob, wail, whine, mewl

Moving:

(exciting,) affecting, effective  arousing, awakening, breathless, dynamic, eloquent, emotional, emotive, expressive, fecund, far-out, felt in gut, grabbed by, gripping, heartbreaking, heartrending, impelling, impressive, inspirational, meaningful, mind-bending, mind-blowing, motivating, persuasive, poignant, propelling, provoking, quickening, rallying, rousing, significant, stimulating, simulative, stirring, stunning, touching, awe-inspiring, energizing, exhilarating, fascinating, heart pounding, heart stopping, inspiring, riveting, thrilling

Need:

compulsion, demand, desperate, devoir, extremity, impatient longing, must, urge, urgency / desire, appetite, avid, burn, craving, eagerness, fascination, greed, hunger, insatiable, longing, lust, taste, thirst, voracious, want, yearning, ache, addiction, aspiration, desire, fever, fixation, hankering, hope, impulse, inclination, infatuation, itch, obsession, passion, pining, wish, yen

Pain: 

ache, afflict, affliction, agony, agonize, anguish, bite, burn, chafe, distress, fever, grief, hurt, inflame, laceration, misery, pang, punish, sting, suffering, tenderness, throb, throe, torment, torture, smart

Painful:

aching, agonizing, arduous, awful, biting, burning, caustic, dire, distressing, dreadful, excruciating, extreme, grievous, inflamed, piercing, raw, sensitive, severe, sharp, tender, terrible, throbbing, tormenting, angry, bleeding, bloody, bruised, cutting, hurting, injured, irritated, prickly, skinned, smarting, sore, stinging, unbearable, uncomfortable, upsetting, wounded

Perverted: 

aberrant, abnormal, corrupt, debased, debauched, defiling, depraved, deviant, monstrous, tainted, twisted, vicious, warped, wicked, abhorrent, base, decadent, degenerate, degrading, dirty, disgusting, dissipated, dissolute, distasteful, hedonistic, immodest, immoral, indecent, indulgent, licentious, nasty, profligate, repellent, repugnant, repulsive, revolting, shameful, shameless, sickening, sinful, smutty, sordid, unscrupulous, vile 

Pleasurable:

charming, gratifying, luscious, satisfying, savory, agreeable, delicious, delightful, enjoyable, nice, pleasant, pleasing, soothing, succulent

Pleasure:

bliss, delight, gluttony, gratification, relish, satisfaction, thrill, adventure, amusement, buzz, contentment, delight, desire, ecstasy, enjoyment, excitement, fun, happiness, harmony, heaven, joy, kick, liking, paradise, seventh heaven 

Rapacious:

avaricious, ferocious, furious, greedy, predatory, ravening, ravenous, savage, voracious, aggressive, gluttonous, grasping, insatiable, marauding, plundering

Rapture:

bliss, ecstasy, elation, exaltation, glory, gratification, passion, pleasure, floating, unbridled joy

Rigid:

adamant, austere, definite, determined, exact, firm, hard, rigorous, solid, stern, uncompromising, unrelenting, unyielding, concrete, fixed, harsh, immovable, inflexible, obstinate, resolute, resolved, severe, steadfast, steady, stiff, strong, strict, stubborn, taut, tense, tight, tough, unbending, unchangeable, unwavering

Sudden:

abrupt, accelerated, acute, fast, flashing, fleeting, hasty, headlong, hurried, immediate, impetuous, impulsive, quick, quickening, rapid, rash, rushing, swift, brash, brisk, brusque, instant, instantaneous, out of the blue, reckless, rushed, sharp, spontaneous, urgent, without warning

Thrust:

(forward) advance, drive, forge, impetus, impulsion, lunge, momentum, onslaught, poke, pressure, prod, propulsion, punch, push, shove, power, proceed, progress, propel

(push hard) assail, assault, attack, bear down, buck, drive, force, heave, impale, impel, jab, lunge, plunge, press, pound, prod, ram, shove, stab, transfix, urge, bang, burrow, cram, gouge, jam, pierce, punch, slam, spear, spike, stick

Thunder-struck:

amazed, astonished, aghast, astounded, awestruck, confounded, dazed, dazed, dismayed, overwhelmed, shocked, staggered, startled, stunned, gob-smacked, bewildered, dumbfounded, flabbergasted, horrified, incredulous, surprised, taken aback 

Torment:

agony, anguish, hurt, misery, pain, punishment, suffering, afflict, angst, conflict, distress, grief, heartache, misfortune, nightmare, persecute, plague, sorrow, strife, tease, test, trial, tribulation, torture, turmoil, vex, woe

Touch:

(physical) - blow, brush, caress, collide, come together, contact, converge, crash, cuddle, embrace, feel, feel up, finger, fondle, frisk, glance, glide, graze, grope, handle, hit, hug, impact, join, junction, kiss, lick, line, manipulate, march, massage, meet, nudge, palm, partake, pat, paw, peck, pet, pinch, probe, push, reach, rub, scratch, skim, slide, smooth, strike, stroke, suck, sweep, tag, tap, taste, thumb, tickle, tip, touching, toy, bite, bump, burrow, buss, bury, circle, claw, clean, clutch, cover, creep, crush, cup, curl, delve, dig, drag, draw, ease, edge, fiddle with, flick, flit, fumble, grind, grip, grub, hold, huddle, knead, lap, lave, lay a hand on, maneuver, manhandle, mash, mold, muzzle, neck, nestle, nibble, nip, nuzzle, outline, play, polish, press, pull, rasp, ravish, ream, rim, run, scoop, scrabble, scrape, scrub, shave, shift, shunt, skate, slip, slither, smack, snake, snuggle, soothe, spank, splay, spread, squeeze, stretch, swipe, tangle, tease, thump, tongue, trace, trail, tunnel twiddle, twirl, twist, tug, work, wrap 

(mental) - communicate, examine, inspect, perception, scrutinize

Wet:

bathe, bleed, burst, cascade, course, cover, cream, damp, dampen, deluge, dip, douse, drench, dribble, drip, drizzle, drool, drop, drown, dunk, erupt, flood, flow, gush, immerse, issue, jet, leach, leak, moisten, ooze, overflow, permeate, plunge, pour, rain, rinse, run, salivate, saturate, secrete, seep, shower, shoot, slaver, slobber, slop, slosh, sluice, spill, soak, souse, spew, spit, splash, splatter, spout, spray, sprinkle, spurt, squirt, steep, stream, submerge, surge, swab, swamp, swill, swim, trickle, wash, water

Wicked:

abominable, amoral, atrocious, awful, base, barbarous, dangerous, debased, depraved, distressing, dreadful, evil, fearful, fiendish, fierce, foul, heartless, hazardous, heinous, immoral, indecent, intense, mean, nasty, naughty, nefarious, offensive, profane, scandalous, severe, shameful, shameless, sinful, terrible, unholy, vicious, vile, villainous, wayward, bad, criminal, cruel, deplorable, despicable, devious, ill-intentioned, impious, impish, iniquitous, irreverent, loathsome, Machiavellian, mad, malevolent, malicious, merciless, mischievous, monstrous, perverse, ruthless, spiteful, uncaring, unkind, unscrupulous, vindictive, virulent, wretched

Writhe: 

agonize, bend, jerk, recoil, lurch, plunge, slither, squirm, struggle, suffer, thrash, thresh, twist, wiggle, wriggle, angle, arc, bow, buck, coil, contort, convulse, curl, curve, fidget, fight, flex, go into spasm, grind, heave, jiggle, jolt, kick, rear, reel, ripple, resist, roll, lash, lash out, screw up, shake, shift, slide, spasm, stir, strain, stretch, surge, swell, swivel, thrust, turn violently, tussle, twitch, undulate, warp, worm, wrench, wrestle, yank 

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✧ jake x female reader

✧ word count: 14.6k

✧ he was everything you weren't, but maybe jake could teach you a thing or two

✧ warnings: this is SMUT but like smut with a lot of plot,,, jake and reader are both a bit of assholes at the starts,,, ok so smut warnings are lots of messy kisses, grinding, reader kisses sunghoon once oopsies, throat fucking, oral (f receiving), multiple orgasms (f), protected sex for once i finally wrapped it up, squirting, finger sucking????, crying a bit but the good kind, lil sub drop i guess, v soft jake at the end!!!! I think that's it, they're a lil toxic but we love enemies to lovers

please let me know ur thoughts on this bc i spent weeeeeks writing it i hope u like it!!!!

“Y/N, can you come down and help lay the table?” Your mum’s voice rang up the stairs, prompting you to throw down your book onto the bed and run to the kitchen. You were home for a few weeks on break from university and your parents had done everything possible to keep you occupied, it almost felt like you hadn’t had a break at all.

You still had a few more weeks at home before the new semester started, and being at home meant saving money so you just had to grit your teeth and deal with it. Even if that did mean cleaning the house multiple times a week per your mums request.

“Sure mum,” you said, picking up the cutlery she’d laid out. “How come there’s six sets? Are we having guests over?”

Your mum smiled at you, nodding her head as she stirred something on the stove, “you remember Mr and Mrs Sim right? You and their son Jake used to be friends before you left for university. They’re joining us tonight, Jake as well.”

Friends definitely wasn’t the word you’d use to describe you and Jake. Far from it, in fact. You and Jake had been forced to spend time with each other due to your parents close relationship, which meant that every family gathering brought the two of you together. You had learnt to tolerate him, but it didn’t mean you liked him by any means.

Jake was everything you weren’t, he was loud and cocky, he dropped out of university and spent his time making music in his best friends garage. They’d become somewhat successful, making enough to get by, but were still yet to break into the mainstream. Once you’d been curious and looked them up and were surprised by how good they sounded, Jake playing the drums whilst his friends Jay, Heeseung and Sunghoon took on other instruments.

If he wasn’t such an asshole then you might’ve like him, maybe even had a tiny crush on him, but his insufferable personality and lack of respect for you managed to turn you off completely. Jake was exactly the type of boy your parents urged you to stay away from, the type who had no clear path in life and spent his free time at clubs trying to pick up girls, which he was obviously successful at doing from the posts on his social media.

But to them, he was perfect. He managed to put on this pretty little act to charm them around enough so that they were convinced he was a suitable man for you. Even Jake’s own parents thought the world of him, seemingly blind to his sleazy ways.

And that’s why you hated him. He was a bad influence on the good reputation you were trying to uphold, the perfect grades you kept and the clean record. You knew that if you let him in for just a second then he would find a way to ruin you. It’s what he did with every other girl he met, why would you be any different? He’d never go for someone like you anyway, thats what you truly believed.

“Can you fucking believe they’re still buying his act?” You whined into your phone, lying flat on your stomach in your bed. Your best friend from university had called as soon as they saw your text complaining about Jake, allowing you to talk their ear off for a while.

“I mean, what has he actually done that’s so bad?” Sunoo replied, he’d never really seen the issue with Jake. Like yes he was a bit of a player, and yes he spent most of his time sitting around in Jay’s dingy garage smoking instead of getting a job. But he was still young, he was allowed to have his fun.

“Are you joking Sun?” You muttered in disbelief, “he’s an asshole! He does nothing with his life and spends all his money on cigarettes and drinks, yet my parents seem to think he’s wonderful! They’ve never praised me half as much as they praise him, a kid who is not even theirs.”

Sunoo giggled, “you’re being dramatic Y/N, your parents love you endlessly. But maybe they’re onto something, maybe you just need to let your hair down a little and be more like him for once. You’ve spent the last few years working your ass off at university, and now you’re on break and you haven’t done a single fun thing. Jake could show you how it’s done.”

“You’re actually sick in the head if you think I’d go anywhere with him, he’d probably leave me in the middle of a field somewhere to fend for myself,” you heard the doorbell go before some chatting started downstairs. “Fuck, I think they’re here. I’m going to have to go in a second.”

“Just think about what I said Y/N, I know you’ve had this vendetta against Jake all these years but maybe he’s not actually that bad when you get to know him properly,” Sunoo said, you could almost hear the teasing smile on his lips. “Plus, if you cosy up to him then you might be able to get in with Sunghoon. You’ve had the biggest crush on him for ages.”

“I hate you, I don’t fancy Sunghoon,” you dropped your head against the mattress, barely hearing as your door behind you creaked open the smallest amount. “I’ll be dead before I’m caught out with any of that lot, especially Jake.”

“That’s a funny way of saying you want to fuck him but whatever,” Sunoo rushed out. “Bye Y/N! Have fun!”

And before you could curse him out, he’d hung up the phone, leaving you frustrated. You had to face Jake now, you were just praying he wasn’t wearing his stupid signature outfit that looked a little too good on him. Today, God had not heard your prayers.

“So, Sunghoon huh?”

Your head whipped around to look behind you, your door now open as Jake stood leaning against the frame. He had his arms crossed over his chest, and of fucking course he was wearing the outfit you really hoped he wouldn’t.

Black jeans with rips over his knees and thighs, the material straining where his thick muscles tried to split through. And as much as you hated him, you couldn’t deny how enticing his thighs were. He’d paired it with a plain white t shirt, short sleeves to show off the few tattoos he had gained since the last time you’d seen him.

The main difference, however, was his hair. The usual dark brown short cut had gone, opting instead for a bleached blonde grown out look. It was bordering on a mullet, and it was the hottest thing you’d ever seen. You hated him for that.

“What the fuck Jake,” you didn’t bother to stand up yet. Staring back at the mattress to avoid looking at his body. “Don’t you know how to knock?”

“Why? Were you doing something you shouldn’t?” He teased, eyeing your body from where you lay. Your little skirt had ridden up enough that he caught a glimpse of the white lace panties you were wearing, if he had the balls he would’ve taken a photo to keep for later.

“Fuck off,” you muttered, finally standing up off the bed to face him. Even as he was hunched over a little, he almost towered over you now. Was it possible that he’d grown bigger in the last year? His arms had filled out, his chest had broadened as well.

“You’ve got such a dirty mouth,” he smiled, eyes flickering down to your crinkled shirt. “Don’t let your parents hear that, they might think you’re a bad influence on me.”

Jake stuck his bottom lip out in a mock pout, eyes wide to test your patience even more. You tried to move past him, but he just stepped to the side to block your way.

"Can you move? I’d rather not spend any more time with you than I need to,” you crossed your arms, looking up at him through your eyelashes. Jake faltered for a second, since when did you become kind of cute? He quickly regained his composure though, he wouldn’t let you have the upper hand.

“Say please,” he teased with a smirk making its way onto his lips. He felt like such a pervert, but he couldn’t help it when it came to you.

“Move,” you mumbled, diverting your eyes. “Please Jake.”

“Good girl,” he moved to the side, letting you slip past him into the hallway. Your mind was still reeling from the pet name when he leant down close to your ear, breath hot against your skin, “nice lace panties by the way, did you wear them for me?”

Your eyes widened, stepping away from him enough so that you could no longer feel his presence against you, “you’re a fucking creep Jake.”

“You were the one lying there with them on display, any man would’ve looked,” he defended, arms up in mock surrender. “You can’t blame me for trying.”

“Well don’t, I wouldn’t touch you with a ten foot pole.” You went to go to the stairs, already hearing the voices of Jake’s parents and yours in the kitchen.

“But you’d touch Sunghoon, right?” He rushed up behind you, slinging an arm over your shoulders as he walked with you down the stairs. You tried to shrug him off but he wouldn’t budge.

“Maybe I would, yeah,” you mumbled only loud enough for the two of you to hear since your parents were just behind the door. “Sunghoon would definitely know how to handle me.”

“Trust me darling,” Jake’s lips were so close to your ear that you could almost feel him. “Sunghoon wouldn’t know what to do with you.”

“And you would?” You raised an eyebrow, taking the opportunity to shrug his arm off you whilst he was in deep thought. And as sleazy as he was, as disgusting as he was, you couldn’t deny how attractive he had become in the last few years. Especially with that dumb blonde hair.

“Oh absolutely, I’ve got glowing reviews,” he grinned, shooting you a wink as you pulled a disgusted face. Because, although you knew he’d slept around a lot, you didn’t want to think about him and another woman. Jake pushed open the kitchen door where both your parents were already seated ready, letting you walk through first.

“There she is!” Jake’s dad smiled at you, “it’s good to see you Y/N.”

“You too Mr Sim,” you mumbled, taking one of the spare seats opposite your own parents. Jake slid in beside you, tucking his chair in to subtly move closer to yours. You had to fight the urge to roll your eyes.

“Jake never fails to mention how pretty you had become as you grew up,” his mum gushed, handing you the bowl of vegetables she had been taking from. “And I can see why! That new hair colour suits you so well, you’re glowing.”

“You’re too kind Mrs Sim,” you blushed under the compliments. You decided to brush over the fact that Jake had talked about you, you couldn’t dwell on that for too long.

“Serve me some?” The boy in question asked, nodding towards the bowl you held. You wanted to swear at him, tell him to serve his own stupid fucking vegetables, but with the watchful gaze of your parents making sure you upheld your reputation, you just smiled tightly and spooned on a decent portion.

Jake returned the favour, putting different foods onto your plates until the both of you had enough to feed a small family. Your parents always outdid it when the Sim’s came over, they tried to impress them. You thought it was a little pathetic.

“Thanks darling,” he whispered next to your ear, just out of range of your parents. The two pairs had already engaged into a conversation that you didn’t care for, leaving you and Jake in your own little bubble.

“Just eat your fucking food,” you sighed, shovelling a large forkful of carrots into your mouth to give you an excuse not to talk.

Jake sighed dramatically, bumping his knee against yours under the table, “what are we going to do about that foul mouth of yours, hm?”

“What are we going to do about that foul personality of yours,” you shot back. “Hm?”

Jake just smiled in return, not fazed by your constant jabs and complaints. It was as if he wanted that reaction from you, and it pissed you off. You would rather spend your night alone, bored out of your mind, than have to endure another minute with Jake Sim.

“So Y/N,” Jake’s mum called you out of your thoughts. “What’s your plans at the end of the break? You’re in your final year of university now, aren’t you?”

You put down your cutlery, glad to have the attention away from Jake and onto something you were actually passionate about; your studies.

“Yeah, I have about two months left before my finals start. Then after that I’ll be completely done with them,” you felt a hand creep its way onto your knee, making you jolt a little. A quiet huff of air came from Jake as he laughed at your reaction. “After that, I’m not entirely sure what I want to do. There are some grad schemes in the city that I want to apply for.”

“You’re not moving home?” Mr Sim asked curiously, he seemed very interested in your career. And he was, he’d never gotten to experience that with Jake, his own son had chosen a very different path to you and he missed out on the feeling of having his child go off to find themselves out in the world. Maybe that’s why Jake’s parents liked you so much, you were like the child they’d always wanted in a way.

That’s not to say they didn’t treasure Jake, because they did, but he wasn’t choosing the direction they’d hoped. And as much as they tried to understand, they couldn’t see the appeal of his music career that only just allowed him to pay his way.

“I don’t think so,” you took a quick glance at your parents. They knew this already, but they were still a little hurt from it. They knew it was what you wanted, but they weren’t quite ready to let you go completely. “There’s no opportunities for me here, plus I have friends out there. Everyone I used to know here has moved on, so it’s time that I did as well.”

Jake squeezed your knee, a small frown on his lips, but you didn’t notice it. You were spending too much energy trying not to react to his touch whilst simultaneously answering his parents questions.

“What about you Jake?” You dad asked, jolting the boy from his thoughts, “you never thought about moving away?”

“Hmm,” he leaned back in his chair, resting his arms behind his head and finally letting go of your knee. You wouldn’t admit that you missed the comforting feeling, “me and the boys discussed it before. It all depends on if we get signed to a label, if so then I’d follow that wherever it took me.”

“Doesn’t Jay’s dad own some big music company out in the states?” Jake’s dad asked, loading more food onto his plate. You shook your head politely when he offered you some more, however Jake took the food from him and placed a few spoonful’s onto your own plate.

“Eat up,” he commanded softly. And you didn’t know if it was the gesture of him giving you food, or if it was the assertive tone, but you didn’t hesitate to take another mouthful. “His dad offered us a deal, but it wasn’t our style. If we’re going to do this, we want to be authentic. We don’t want to become a western pop group like everyone else out there.”

“I’m sure something will come along soon,” your mum piped up with a bright smile. She always did have a soft spot for Jake. “Your friend Jungwon works in music production, doesn’t he Y/N? Maybe you could get him to ask around.”

“Jungwon?” Jake mumbled, the name sounded familiar.

“Hmm, yeah he’s a first year at my university. I was his mentor when he started, pretty sure his family are big in the industry,” you shrugged nonchalantly.

“Are we talking about Yang Jungwon?” Jake’s mum asked, prompting a nod from you as you finished up the vegetables Jake served you. You tried so hard to ignore the very quiet ‘good girl’ that he whispered to you, not giving any reaction.

“He’s incredibly well know, he blew up online for his music,” Jake’s mum continued. “His mum owns a record label, they signed a tonne of new artists recently.”

“Well there you go,” you mum butted in. “Y/N, tell them about Jake and his band, maybe they’d want to sign him.”

You weren’t sure about that, not after all the times you’d shit talked Jake to Jungwon. But before you could reply, Jake did for you.

“There’s no need for that, I want this to happen naturally. I don’t need help getting a label,” he sighed heavily. “I hate having things handed to me on a plate.”

And that shut that conversation down. Your parents dropped it, giving Jake a tentative look before engaging in conversation with his parents, leaving the two of you back in your little bubble. Jake held a frown on his lips, not daring to meet your eyes even when you turned to face him.

“I’m going now,” he mumbled to you before standing up and turning to your parents. “Thanks for dinner, I’ve got to head off now.”

Before anyone could question him, he’d walked out of the kitchen and straight out the front door. He let it shut loudly behind him, the atmosphere now becoming still and choking. You felt awkward, halfway between leaving to go and find him or never wanting to see him again.

You stood up yourself, tucking your chair in, “I’m going to head to bed now.” It was only nine o’clock. “Thanks for dinner mum, and it was great to see your Mr and Mrs Sim.”

And you were out of there quicker than they could speak, only stopping once you’d shut your bedroom door behind you. You leaned against it, resting your head back and sighing. You felt bad for Jake, and you didn’t really know why. There was no reason for you to care about him, not now after the way you’d treated him for years.

On your bed, your phone chimed. You’d left it there during dinner and there were a few messages from your friends as well as one new text from Jake. You’d forgotten you still had his number, you’d assumed he’d changed it years ago but of course it was still the same. You laid down on your stomach again, propping yourself up on your elbows before opening his text.

Jake: Sorry for leaving abruptly.

Sorry? Since when had Jake Sim ever been sorry for his actions? You went to type a reply but the three little dots appeared on his side, signalling that he was about to send another.

Jake: Spending time with my parents feels suffocating.

Y/N: It’s ok, I understand.

If Jake was being civil over text, the least you could do was return the energy. There was a tiny part of you that waited with baited breath for his next message. It was a very small part of you, and you didn’t want to explore that.

Jake: I wanted to spend some more time with you though.

And there it was, his usually flirty self. If you didn’t know any better, then that message might’ve made you smile.

Jake: I’ll pick you up in an hour?

Y/N: Why? For what?

He read your message straight away, it’s almost as if he was waiting for you to text. And so you did the same, keeping the screen open to wait for the three little dots to appear.

Jake: My friends having a party, you’re coming with me.

Y/N: Why would I do that?

Jake: Because you need to have some fun before you go back to university, and I need to get fucked up.

Y/N: Why do I have to be there for that? You’ve got friends.

Jake: Sunghoon will be there.

Y/N: I don’t give a fuck about Sunghoon.

Jake: Tsch, we need to sort out that dirty mouth of yours.

Jake: I’ll pick you up in an hour.

Jake: Wear that skirt you had on at dinner.

And you were about to protest, you really were, you had the text message all typed out. But then you remembered Sunoo’s words, him telling you that you needed to go and have some fun, him telling you that Jake could be the one to help you do that. You deleted the message, throwing your phone to the side and sighing. You knew it was a bad idea, but for once in your life you wanted to do something without thinking about the consequences.

So instead of dwelling on it, instead of overthinking, you searched your closet for a cute top to match your little black skirt and reapplied your makeup. You found yourself thinking about whether Jake would prefer lipstick or lip gloss. You decided gloss was the safer option anyway, plus it smelt of vanilla and who wouldn’t want that?

Before you knew it, the hour had passed and you’d received a text from Jake saying he was parked outside. Your parents were still in the kitchen with Jake’s, conversing the night away, they wouldn’t even notice you leave. So you slipped on some shoes, tucking your phone and lip gloss into a little bag and sneaking past the kitchen to the front door.

You debated taking a coat, your thin top wouldn’t do much to keep your warm, but decided against it. You would probably end up losing it anyway. You shut the door gently behind you, squinting in the dark to see Jake’s car pulled up a few metres down the road. His window was rolled down, one arm resting out of it as he waited for you, scrolling through his phone.

Approaching his car, each step made you a little more nervous. Should you have put your hair up? Did you put on too much makeup? Was your skirt too short? But all of that faded as soon as Jake looked up at you, his eyes widening slightly at the sight.

“Fuck,” he mumbled under his breath. He popped open the door for you to the passenger side, pushing it open so you could hop in. “You look hot Y/N.”

You sat down, not daring to look over at him, “don’t flirt with me Jake.” You buckled your seatbelt, only then allowing yourself to look at him. He was in the same outfit from earlier, the addition of a few necklaces and rings joining it, and his hair was pushed back slightly to show his forehead.

“But you make it so easy to,” he replied, starting the car’s engine before pulling off down the road. “Do your parents know where you’re off to?”

“They won’t even realise I’m gone,” you sighed. You didn’t mean for that to sound sad but the way Jake glanced over at you, brows furrowed, told you that it had. “I just mean that they’ll probably assume I’m asleep anyway.”

Jake nodded, dropping the subject. In all honesty, as much as your parents cared for you, it seemed like you were just an afterthought in their life. You’d spent your whole school life trying to impress them, constantly coming top of the class and participating in every extracurricular activity you could. But still, it wasn’t enough. You couldn’t remember the last time they’d told you they were proud of you, they just accepted your achievements and moved on.

“What about yours? Will they not worry when they see you’re not home?” You broke the silence, the quiet music playing from his speakers wasn’t enough to fill the awkwardness.

“I don’t live with them anymore,” he replied simply. “Moved out a few months ago to live with Heeseung and his brother.”

“Oh,” was all you said, mouth falling closed. You hadn’t realised that he earnt that much money, enough to move out independently. Maybe his music was going better than intended.

Jake sighed loudly, turning the volume down until the music was silenced, “I’m sorry for being blunt earlier, the whole music thing is a touchy subject.”

“It’s ok, I get it. My mum shouldn’t have tried to butt in, it’s not her place to,” you said, turning to face him. Jake’s eyes stayed trained on the road ahead, but you swore you could see a small smile dancing at the corners of his lips, “I hope I’m not overstepping, but if you are ever interested, then Jungwon is a good guy, his style is similar to yours so I’m sure he’d love to help you out.”

You expected to be shut down, for that smile to leave, but it only widened, “you listen to our music, huh?”

“You’re insufferable,” you said exasperatedly. You shifted to lean back in your seat again, staring out the window instead of at him. Jake laughed softly, his hand leaving the gearstick to, once again, rest on your knee. The warmth of his palm against you was enough to send a shiver up your spine, especially with how his large hand engulfed you.

“I’m just teasing,” he squeezed you gently. “Thank you though, maybe I’ll shoot Jungwon a message sometime. I debate just selling myself out to those western companies just so I can leave this fuckass town.”

“Don’t do that,” you placed your hand over his tentatively. Jake flipped his over, locking his fingers with yours and holding your hand over your thigh. You didn’t want to read into that too much as usual. “You’ll make it big, don’t lose yourself in the process of it.”

“Thanks darling,” and there he was. Jake’s flirty personality was back. “So, rules for tonight.”

“Rules?” You scoffed, removing your hand from his. You hadn’t even realised you were still holding it.

“Yes rules,” he started, reluctantly taking his hand away from your thigh. “If you’re coming to a party with me then I need you to follow some things.”

“Ah I forgot, Mr Jake Sim has a reputation to uphold, right?” You felt offended, but what else could you expect from him. He wasn’t bringing you along because he liked you, he was bringing you purely for his own benefit.

“One, don’t leave your drink unattended,” he started, ignoring your previous statement.

“Well obviously, I’m old enough Jake, I know how parties work.”

Jake rolled his eyes, “two, don’t hook up with anyone, and definitely don’t go home with anyone. I’ll drive you home later.”

“You’re joking right?” You replied, offended at his words.

“Does it look like I’m laughing?” His lips were pressed into a straight line, he definitely wasn’t laughing. But neither were you.

“So why are you allowed to hook up with people and I’m not?” You said, rolling your eyes.

“Who said I was going to hook up with anyone?” Jake pulled up at the side of the road, in the distance you could see the party had already started at a small house where music was thumping through the walls, “final rule, don’t do anything I wouldn’t.”

This time you really did laugh, “so what I’m hearing is, I can do whatever I want?”

“Just be careful Y/N,” Jake’s sigh went unnoticed by you as he stepped out of the car. You followed, joining him on the sidewalk and straightening out your skirt. His hand went to reach for yours but he hesitated, letting it fall back to his side instead.

“Who’s going to be there?” You asked, suddenly becoming nervous as you reached closer to the house. You didn’t know anyone around here anymore, except Jake of course. And when he inevitably left you later on to go hook up with someone, you wanted to at least know someone.

“Jay, Heeseung and Hoon are here, I think Hee’s brother also came too,” Jake replied. “Pretty sure Minjun and her friends are here too, you remember her right?”

You faltered in your step, recovering quick enough so that Jake didn’t notice. Of fucking course she was here, you’d spent the last few years trying to forget her and yet she had found a way back into your life as she always did.

“Yeah, I remember,” you mumbled. On the outside it seemed like you two had been friends, you’d stuck together throughout school until you left for university. But she was never your friend, she’d used you to get what she wanted and then discarded you. Minjun had always wanted what you had, any guy that had ever shown an interest she had taken for herself. And Jake wasn’t an exception.

However, Jake had played Minjun at her own game. She had used you to get close to him, knowing that your families were friends and using any excuse to visit if she knew Jake was there. And eventually it worked, she got what she wanted and hooked up with Jake.

But that wasn’t enough, she wanted Jake completely. And if anyone knew anything about Jake Sim, it was that he definitely did not date. So when Jake had told her no, that he only wanted her for a one night stand and that was it, Minjun was mad. Mad at Jake and mad at you. You didn’t know why, it wasn’t as if you controlled Jake, but from then on she was the most vile person you’d ever met. So when the time came for you to leave for university, you had no problem blocking her number and cutting her out of your life.

Minjun seemed to accept that, she hadn’t made an effort to contact you and vice versa. All those years of ‘friendship’ meant nothing to her. However, she had still tried her hardest to pursue Jake. She saw him as a challenge, one that she was never going to win, but a challenge she would never give up on.

Of course Jake couldn’t care less, he’d gotten what he wanted and that was that. He was pretty good at ignoring her advances, sometimes he’d let her get a little handsy at a party only to shut her down ten minutes later to see the anger on her face. Maybe that was a dick move on his behalf, but he didn’t really care. Jake didn’t care for many people, the only opinions that mattered to him were of his bandmates and you. Not that he’d have told you that.

“Do you guys stay in touch, you used to be so close,” he asked, the two of you reaching the front garden of the house.

“No,” you sighed. “And I’d rather not speak to her if possible, so please don’t try and reintroduce us.”

Jake was taken aback, confused even. He knew that Minjun and him had history, but he didn’t know that you had too. He’d always assumed you’d stayed in touch, although he wasn’t really in the position to ask that to either of you. Minjun and him only talked when he was rejecting her, and you only spoke to Jake when your parents forced you.

“Noted,” Jake pulled the door open to the house, the loud music immediately enveloping your senses as you winced a little. He leant down to your ear, placing a hand on the small of your back, “Jay said they’re in the kitchen, let’s go and get a drink first, yeah?”

You nodded, ignoring how his hand was pressed onto the sliver of skin that was not covered just above your skirt. Jake led you through the crowds, it wasn’t so busy that you’d get lost but there was at least thirty to forty people crowded in the living room and kitchen area of the house. A few people greeted you both as you weaved your way through, some old faces you hadn’t seen in years, Jake’s hand never once leaving your back.

The only time it did was when you reached the kitchen, Jake automatically letting you go to greet his friends before returning to your side, “guys, you remember Y/N right?

Immediately all three pairs of eyes were on you, flicking up and down your body. If it wasn’t for Jake gently nudging you forward, you might’ve run away there and then. Jay was the first to step forward, a warm smile on his face as he wrapped an arm over your shoulder to give you a side hug.

“It’s been a while, huh?” He said, Jay was always kind to you. You’d never been friends, but he was the type to be sweet to everyone. It was nice to see that he hadn’t changed. “You look so different now, Jake never told us you got so pretty.”

“So you’re saying I wasn’t always pretty?” You teased, trying to ignore the fact that Jake talked about you to them. Jay laughed along with you before you went to greet the other two boys, Sunghoon last.

As much as you denied it, you really did have a small crush on Sunghoon. The way his eyes focused on you, hanging on to every word you said as you spoke to the other boys, was intoxicating. He made you feel like you were the only one in the room, and you hadn’t spoken to him yet.

“Hi Sunghoon,” you mumbled, finally turning to him. The others were deep into a conversation now, however Jake kept one ear tuned in to whatever you were saying. “It’s good to see you.”

“Likewise sweetheart,” he leant against the counter. “You really do look good, but I am surprised you came along tonight. Don’t usually see you at parties, even when you are in town.”

“It’s not usually my scene,” you replied. Sunghoon’s eyes dropped to your lips as you spoke, you tried hard not to let that effect you as much as it did.

“Well I’m glad you decided to come today, can I make you a drink?” He asked, gesturing to the countertop on the other side of the kitchen that was filled with various drinks. You nodded, following him over there so that you could direct him on what you wanted. You settled on just vodka and a mixer, letting Sunghoon choose that part.

The other boys were still on the other side of the kitchen, but considering there was only around ten people in there you were sure Jake wouldn’t mind you being alone with Sunghoon. He’d only said not to hook up with anyone, he never said anything about hanging out with them.

“Jakey! I knew you’d be here somewhere!”

“Oh for fucks sake,” Sunghoon mumbled. He had his back leant up against the counter as you stood in front of him, a little closer than necessary, your back to the rest of the house. He was looking at something over your head, a roll of his eyes before he met your gaze again. “The parties are always great until Minjun turns up.”

“Oh,” you mumbled, about to turn around and catch sight of her. Sunghoon quickly grabbed your arm though, gently pulling you until you were almost pressed against him. He parted his legs so that you stood between them a little, his grip loosening.

“Don’t even bother looking, I know she was a bitch to you,” he said sincerely. “I’d rather you not have to put up with her this evening.”

You nodded, taking a large gulp of your drink, “how’d you know she was a bitch to me? I don’t think I ever told anyone about that.”

Sunghoon smiled softly at you, “anyone who paid any attention would’ve seen. You remember how she bought the same dress as you for prom when we were like sixteen and didn’t tell you until the day before, telling you that you needed to change yours.”

You widened your eyes, “how the fuck did you find that out?”

“Because,” he wrapped an arm around your waist and held you a bit closer to him. “Minjun had no shame telling everyone about it, I was so mad that you missed prom because of her. I wish you’d been there though, the look on her face when Jake rejected her offer of being his date to prom was amazing.”

You huffed out a quiet laugh, even when he wasn’t trying to, Jake still seemed to make things better. You never realised that Sunghoon knew, did that mean the others did as well? It made you feel pathetic.

Whilst your conversation with Sunghoon was going on, Jake was watching from afar. Minjun was talking his ear off about something he really had no cares about, if she stopped for one second then maybe she would’ve noticed how Jake had no interest whatsoever.

“Are you even listening to me?” She asked exasperatedly. Jake didn’t even bother tearing his eyes away from you and Sunghoon, Minjun’s eyes followed his line of sight as she spotted you across the room. You were laughing along to something Sunghoon had said, and Jake smiled softly seeing you happy. Minjun hated it.

“I didn’t know she was back,” Minjun said, finally catching Jake’s attention. She raised an eyebrow at him, “bit ironic how she’s about to hook up with your friend whilst you’re the one pining over her. Usually it’s the other way around for you, isn’t it Jakey?”

“What the actual fuck is your problem,” he snapped, slamming his cup down on the counter. Heeseung noticed the change in atmosphere, stepping forward a little to make a move if he needed to. “I’ve told you so many times Minjun, just leave me the fuck alone. I’m sick of seeing your face, I don’t want you, I never have. Go find someone else to leech off of.”

“You’re an asshole Jake,” Minjun spat. “No wonder Y/N tries to stay as far away from you as possible. You know, she’s always hated you. Thought you were stuck up, wasting yourself on a shitty music dream that would never happen. Who’s to say that isn’t still what she thinks.”

Minjun downed the last of her drink, throwing the cup on the side and storming out of the kitchen, leaving Jake standing there speechless. Of course he couldn’t believe a word that came out of her mouth, but he wondered if there was some truth behind it.

Jake knew you didn’t particularly like him, but he assumed it was harmless jokes. At least to him it always had been, but maybe you really did dislike him. He’d never actually stopped to think that it was true, and now he had he couldn’t get that thought out of his head.

He could see why you liked Sunghoon instead. Yes he was in the band, but he was smart and he had so much else going for him. Sunghoon attended online classes, still studying for a degree even though music was his real dream. He had a good family, a decent amount of money in the bank, and on top of that he was a good guy.

“You alright man?” Jay broke him away from his thoughts, placing a hand on his shoulder.

“Yeah, all good,” he replied tightly. “You know what she’s like, full of shit as usual.”

“She always has been,” he agreed, leaning back next to Jake. Heeseung had gone off to find some other friends when he realised Minjun had left. “Hoon looks like he’s super into Y/N, he’s not taken his eyes off of her all night.”

“It’s only been ten minutes,” Jake shot back. He couldn’t deny the truth though, and the truth was that Sunghoon was definitely into you. The way his hand rested on the small of your back, the same place Jake’s had been only moments before as he led you through the house, the way his eyes clung on to every word you spoke and he nodded along animatedly. If he wasn’t one of his best friends, Jake would’ve knocked him out.

And he tried to ignore it, he really did, but when Sunghoon leant down close to whisper something in your ear he almost lost it. The way you giggled, shaking your head at the other boy with a wide smile told Jake everything he needed to know. You definitely wanted Sunghoon. And Jake hated that.

“You know, Jake hasn’t taken his eyes off you this whole time,” Sunghoon mumbled into your ear. “I think he’s a little jealous.”

You rolled your eyes, “what would he be jealous about? Jake literally hates me, he makes it his own personal goal to irritate me any moment he can.”

“You’ve got it all wrong,” Sunghoon squeezed your waist lightly, making you huff out a laugh at how it tickled you. “He’s got that dumb mindset that if he teases you then that will show you that he likes you.”

“I think you’ve got it all wrong,” you replied. “Jake’s just a family friend, nothing more. We only know each other because of our parents, I really don’t think he cares about me beyond the point of the bare minimum.”

“Want to prove it?” He asked, a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. You frowned, prove it how? Jake would never admit to having any sort of feelings for you beyond annoyance.

“What sort of stupid ideas are you thinking of?” You asked, raising an eyebrow at him.

“Can I kiss you?” Sunghoon asked, leaning down closer to you. His arm tightened around your waist whilst his other dropped his cup on the counter. He grabbed yours, placing it down as well so that you were both free of constraints, “put your arms around my neck sweetheart.”

And maybe you were a little tipsy, or just a bit stupid, because you followed his instructions, wrapping your arms around his neck to bring the two of you closer yet, his nose bumping against yours.

As much as you didn’t really have genuine feelings for Sunghoon, you did find him attractive. And you’d be crazy to reject kissing someone like Sunghoon, especially when he was handing the opportunity out for you on a platter.

“Hurry up,” you whined, you could feel his breath on your lips and it was driving you insane. “You’re edging me here.”

Sunghoon chuckled softly, “that’s Jakes job.” And before you could reply with something witty, he was pulling you closer to him and pressing his lips against yours. He didn’t let it go far, just a simple kiss, but it felt like you’d been kissing for hours. Especially with how you could feel Jake’s eyes on your back, burning holes into you.

Kissing Sunghoon was good, it felt nice. But it wasn’t special, and no matter how attractive you found him, he wasn’t who you really wanted to be kissing. With that realisation, you pulled away from him, eyes wide as you caught Sunghoon’s gaze.

“Not bad sweetheart,” he mumbled, pressing one last kiss to your lips. “Jake’s going to be a lucky guy.”

You rolled your eyes yet again, finally loosening your grip on Sunghoon’s neck and stepping back a little. Sunghoon’s eyes flickered behind you briefly, a small smile on his face when you felt a hand wrap around your wrist, tugging you back.

You turned around, tracing the hand up to Jake’s face where his expression was unimpressed. You pouted out your bottom lip, confused as to what he was trying to do. He pulled you again, far enough that Sunghoon’s hands fell from your waist.

“What the fuck are you doing?” He spat, staring at Sunghoon, not you.

“Calm down Jake, we’re just having fun,” Sunghoon looked down at you, winking quickly.

“I told you to stay the fuck away from her,” he replied harshly, tugging you back once again until you felt his chest against your back. “But you just had to go and piss me off, didn’t you?”

Sunghoon held his hands up in mock surrender, the smile on his lips showing that he wasn’t intimidated by Jake’s words, “woah, it’s all fun and games here Jake. Don’t get mad.”

“I wouldn’t have to if you just fucked off,” he spat. You hadn’t ever really seen Jake angry before, but from the small amount you’d just seen you knew you didn’t really want to see that. He was scary when he wanted to be.

“Jake, don’t be mad,” you mumbled, tugging on the arm that was holding you. “We were just messing about, nothing serious.”

He looked down at you, a frown still on his lips, “just messing about? I told you not to hook up with anyone tonight.”

“And I’m not going to,” you whined, earning a raised eyebrow in response. “It meant nothing, right Sunghoon?”

The other boy just smiled, he’d gotten the exact reaction from Jake that he was hoping for. All he had to do now was hope for Jake to admit his feelings, then his job would be done, “it meant absolutely nothing. Look, you definitely got insanely hot in the last few years, but I’m not a homewrecker. I’d never overstep boundaries.”

“What boundaries?” You asked, feeling how Jake was subtly moving you further behind him so that his shoulder was wedged in front of you.

“Bro code and all that, I’d never go after your girl Jake,” he grabbed his drink from the counter. “I’ll leave you guys to it, was nice seeing you Y/N.”

Sunghoon slid off between the crowds of people that seemed to have grown all of a sudden, shooting you a quick wink as he did so. You weren’t really sure what his goal was, but if it was to piss off Jake then it had definitely worked. He didn’t look at you, instead he stared down at his feet with a deep set frown on his face.

“Are you mad?” You asked quietly, this time you were the one tugging on his arm.

Jake didn’t reply, he just stood there as you waited for some form of response. You pulled him a bit harder, bringing him so that he was facing you now, his back against the counter top.

“I’m not mad,” he sighed, leaning his head back as he took a few deep breaths. “Not mad at you anyway, I’m a little mad at Sunghoon though.”

“I let him kiss me though, I’m sorry if that annoyed you. I shouldn’t have kissed one of your friends,” you said. Maybe you hadn’t technically broken a rule tonight by only kissing someone, but there must’ve been some unspoken rule about making out with their best friends. Maybe you had overstepped the mark a bit there.

“It’s not the fact that you kissed one of my friends Y/N,” Jake reached a hand out, tugging you closer to him. You were back in the same position that you and Sunghoon had been in earlier, his arm wrapping around your waist as you stood a little too close between his parted legs. “It’s the fact that you kissed someone that wasn’t me.”

“Someone that wasn’t you?” You echoed, letting the words sink in. Did that mean he wanted you to kiss him? Or was this his weird way of confessing? Whatever it was, you were confused.

“Fuck Y/N, I don’t know how to say this without you thinking I’m insane,” he laughed softly, holding your waist with both hands. “I like you, always have. But I was convinced you hated me, and I’m pretty sure you still do. I thought I could ignore it, but seeing you with someone else fucking hurt. So even if you don’t feel the same way, please do me a favour and let me down gently.”

Did you feel the same way? Suddenly you were now looking at the guy who had spent the last few years of his life teasing you, irritating you, and he was now confessing his feelings. What did you feel? You couldn’t deny that Jake was attractive, you’d known that from the start, but you’d never actually thought of him in a way more than that.

“I don’t know what to say,” you confessed, however with each moment your body leant into his hold more and more. “I’ve never really thought about it, thought about us. I was convinced you hated me too.”

Jake laughed softly, “far from it Y/N. It’s ok if you don’t have an answer, I’ve waited a long time, I can continue to wait.”

But for some reason, seeing Jake like this, vulnerable and open, made you like him more. The way the dim lighting of the kitchen splashed a warm glow over his cheeks, his lips glossy and eyes wide, made you yearn to reach forward and kiss him. He was undeniably pretty, and in that moment you really wanted him.

“Jake?” You asked softly, earning a hum in response as his fingers danced across your waist, “I think I might be able to give you an answer if you kiss me.”

The words were out before you could think too much, a smile tugging at the corners of Jake’s lips. He responded by pulling you flush against him, the rest of the party long forgotten. Sunghoon was out of your mind, Minjun too, the only thing you could think about was Jake. And at that moment, before he’d even kissed you, your mind had been made up. There was a part of you that did like him, always had, and you were now willing to explore it.

“Are you sure darling?” He asked, breath fanning over your lips from the proximity.

“So sure,” you replied, reaching closer and wrapping your arms around his neck to provoke him. And Jake was already a weak man, but he was extra weak for you, tugging you towards him and pressing his lips to yours.

It felt so different to kissing Sunghoon, Jake’s body was soft and so incredibly warm. His hands pressed into your back, pulling you closer towards him and keeping your chest pushed up against his. Jake’s lips were soft too, and he tasted sweet, the remnants of whatever he was drinking still lingering on his tongue when he eventually pushed it past your own lips.

You were conscious that you were in public, not letting him get too carried away as he tried to kiss you deeper with each movement. You had to be strong as you pulled away, the urge to reattach your mouth with his prevalent and overwhelming. Jake chased your lips, pressing a few more pecks to them as you relaxed against him.

“Never want to stop kissing you,” he mumbled, pressing a few to your cheeks and forehead when you pulled away completely. Jake kissed your lips one last time before he leant back against the counter, lips shiny and plump. You had to look away to stop you from leaning in for more.

“Jake,” you whined, staring up at him through your eyelashes. “I’m pretty sure I know my answer.”

“And what’s that darling?” He asked, one hand coming up to brush some hair out of your face before resting against your cheek. You leant into the touch, eyes fluttering closed briefly.

“I like you too,” you kissed his palm that held your cheek. “I like kissing you, talking to you, being with you. I didn’t really notice it until now, but I think about you a lot. So if you’re serious about giving this a try, then so am I.”

He tried to keep it cool, he really did, but the wide grin that spread across his face was impossible to hide. He tugged you forward, crushing you against his chest in a tight hug as he peppered kisses across your face, making his way back to your lips.

“You don’t know how happy that makes me,” he mumbled against them.

“Really?” You asked, struggling to hide your own smile now as he nudged his nose against yours.

“Really,” Jake kissed you softly before finally pulling back, hands finding your own and locking your fingers together. “Let’s get you another drink, yeah? I still haven’t had a chance to dance with you.”

You nodded, holding on to Jake’s arm as he made a drink for you, throwing some random things in until you had a pink looking concoction in your hands. Jake grinned widely, gesturing at the drink.

“Try it, tell me what you think,” you nodded, taking a large sip from your drink. You were pleasantly surprised, giving Jake a smile of approval as he downed his own drink, leaning his head back slightly with his eyes closed. You must’ve been slightly tipsy because you thought he was the most attractive man in the world at that point, you couldn’t tear your eyes away.

“It’s good,” you knocked back the remaining few sips and placed the cup back on the counter. Jake took your hand in his, tugging you away from the kitchen and into the living room area. You passed Jay and Sunghoon on the way, the two of them giving you a knowing look, a blush spreading across your cheeks at the implication. The fact you had been making out with Sunghoon only moments before, and now he was watching you cosy up to Jake, was a little unnerving. But it didn’t matter, Jake was the one you were going home with tonight.

Jake dragged you into the crowd of people, it seemed that more had arrived in the last few moments and the house was getting busy. Jake put his hands on your hips, a lazy smile on his lips when you were pushed forward closer to him. He wrapped an arm around you protectively, keeping you close to his chest and away from other bodies dancing.

“Put your arms around me,” he said, dipping his head down close to your ear. “Dance with me baby.”

And in order to hide the blush that was spreading across your cheeks, you hid your face against his chest as you swayed your hips against his. Jake’s hands guided you, pulling you against him in just the right way so that as much of your body was touching as possible. One leg slotted between yours, pulling you impossibly close to him, his thigh flexing underneath you.

If you weren’t already turned on, you definitely were now with how his thigh pressed against you just right. Almost as if Jake knew that, he pushed your hips down further so that you were basically seated on his thigh, leaning all your weight onto him.

You bought your head up from his chest, locking eyes with him and noticing the smirk that crept onto the corner of his lips. He knew exactly what he was doing.

Jake leant down again, pressing a kiss to your cheek right by your ear, “feel good darling?” He punctuated his words with a bounce of his leg, rubbing against your core roughly. In response you gripped onto his shoulders tightly, a soft whine falling from your lips.

You pressed you mouth to his neck, feeling him swallow harshly when you kissed gently at the base of his throat, “feels so good Jake.”

“Fucking hell Y/N,” he groaned, rocking your hips against his thigh. “You’re killing me here.”

You leant your head back, eyes closed as you lost yourself in the feeling of Jake against you, he never once stopped his ministrations as he bought one hand up to your hair. Jake wrapped his fingers through your hair, tugging your head back up to look at him before bringing your lips together again.

This time you let him go as far as he wanted to, immediately letting his tongue into your mouth messily as his fingers tightened in your hair. You whined into his mouth, hips chasing his thigh as he flexed it underneath you and held you tight against him.

Jake pulled back, tugging on your bottom lip with a moan tumbling past his own lips. He licked over your bottom lip to soothe it, sucking the skin back into his mouth before pulling away fully. He pressed his forehead to yours, eyes lidded but he couldn’t tear his gaze away from the way you were panting heavily and gazing at him with wide eyes.

His hand left your hair, slipping down to your shoulder and further to your hand where he intertwined your fingers together, “please tell me if this is too forward.” He mumbled, not once shifting his eyes from yours, “but I’d really like to take you back to mine.”

You breathed out a laugh, nodding your head, “unless you want me to pounce on you in the middle of this living room, I think we should go back to yours.”

“Didn’t know you were so needy baby,” he smiled, slowly stepping away from you so that you were standing on your own. You couldn’t bare to look down at his thigh, you knew it would be stained with your arousal.

“It’s your fault,” you pouted your bottom lip out, letting Jake tug you through the crowds of people and out the front door. He led you towards his car, opening the door for you before going around to the driver’s side. “Are you sure you can drive?”

“I only had one drink, the other was just water,” he said, looking over at you. “I promise I’m fine.”

You nodded, you were sure Jake held his alcohol better than you anyway. You’d only had two drinks and you were already feeling a little tipsy. Jake smiled, leaning over to kiss you quickly before grabbing your seatbelt and pulling it over, buckling you in safely.

Jake drove off fast, eager to get you back to his as he ran through a red light, “are you sure it’s ok for me to come over?” You asked him, watching his side profile as the streetlights cast a warm glow across his features.

“Heeseung and his brother won’t be home for hours, if they even come home at all tonight,” Jake replied, keeping his eyes on the road as he neared his neighbourhood. “Even if they were home, you’d still be welcome over. Don’t worry about it.”

You just hummed in response, leaning over and placing a hand on his thigh gently. Jake let out a loud sigh, eyes glancing down at your hand quickly before he returned his eyes to the road.

“Just hold on two minutes baby, we’re almost there, you can wait right?” And although your touch was completely innocent, to see that it was affecting Jake this much gave you the biggest ego boost. You giggled quietly, removing your hand and watching as he relaxed into his seat a little more.

He pulled up outside a small house, cutting his lights before jumping out the car and running around to your side before you even had a chance to open your door yourself. You giggled, letting him take your hand and help you out of the car and towards the front door.

His hands found your waist again as he fumbled around in the dim lighting to open the door, pushing the two of you through it and stumbling on the front step.

“You’re eager,” you laughed, turning around to face him as he locked the door.

Jake just smiled, wrapping his arms around you fully, “only when it comes to you.” He kissed you, pushing you backwards and reached around blindly for the door of his bedroom. You giggled into the kiss, pulling away enough to turn around and open the door, Jake following close behind you until you were both stood in his bedroom.

Now that you were there, alone together, it started to sink in what you were actually about to do. You wanted this just as much as he did, but it didn’t stop you from feeling nervous at the prospect. What happened afterwards, would he kick you out straight away or would he wait until morning to tell you it was just a one night thing?

“I can see the little cogs going around in your head,” Jake said, tugging you back towards him and wrapping his hands around your lower back. “Tell me what’s going on up there.”

“Just nervous is all,” you replied, tugging your bottom lip between your teeth.

“We don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to, I don’t mind just hanging out,” he said sincerely. “Just spending time with you is enough for me.”

“You mean that? This isn’t just a one-time thing?”

“Is that what you think?” He asked softly, looking at you with so much conviction that you felt like crying all of a sudden. “This isn’t a hook-up Y/N, I like you a lot. I don’t want this to be just for one night, I want this to be for many nights, for forever.”

“I can do forever,” you said, smiling once again at his words. Jake definitely had a way with them. “But for now, let’s focus on tonight.”

“Now that I can definitely do.”

The two of you were almost frantic, pulling at each other’s clothes quickly to try and reveal as much skin as possible. Jake tugged your shirt over your head, his lips creating a trail from your chest up to your neck as it was exposed fully. You reciprocated everything he gave until both of you were in your underwear, tangled limbs as he pushed you gently onto the mattress.

You looked up at him, sitting on the edge of his bed as he stood before you. Jake reached forward, threading one hand through your hair softly as you wrapped your arms around him and rested your head on his stomach.

“Are you sure this is what you want baby?” He asked, stroking your hair as he gazed down at you.

You nodded against his skin, turning your head to kiss his lower stomach once, “I’m so sure.” You pressed a few kisses there, working your way to the waistband of his underwear, your fingers joining to help tug them down his thighs.

Jake’s cock sprang free as he helped you remove his underwear, kicking them off to the side and out of the way. One hand came up to tentatively wrap around the base, your grip loose. Jake took in a sharp breath before he caught your gaze again.

“That’s it baby,” he mumbled, hand finding its way back to your hair. “Use both hands for me.”

You nodded, bringing your other hand up to join it and wrapping around as much as you could. You gave a few experimental tugs, softly jerking your wrists around his cock. Your thumb gathered some precum to help aid your hands, slicking up his cock a little more.

Jake was making all sorts of sounds above you, tiny gasps when your thumb passed over the head of his cock, praises when you were doing just the right thing, your name tumbling past his lips, “Y/N, baby, why don’t you try using your mouth, yeah?”

You caught his gaze, seeing how he stared at you with half lidded eyes, and smiled, darting your tongue out to lick the tip of his cock. And, even though you were experienced enough, with Jake you felt like it was your first time all over again. He was known to have a high body count, you didn’t want to disappoint him.

You took one hand away from his cock, placing it on his thigh and using the other to grab his base. Jake’s hand in your hair tugged gently, bringing you closer to him. Your mouth instinctively opened, swallowing down as much of his cock as you could and using your hand to pump the rest of him.

Your tongue ran along the underside of his length as you gave a few experimental swallows, “fuck, feels so good darling.” Jake praised, using his hand to guide you into a slow and steady space along his cock.

“Relax for me,” he mumbled, rubbing a thumb along your jaw. You did as he said, dropping both hands to his thighs to steady yourself as you let him take control. Both of his hands tangled in your hair, pulling you further onto his cock as he fucked your throat gently. Your eyes squeezed shut at the sudden change of pace, trying your best not to gag around him as tiny droplets of spit gathered at the corners of your mouth. Jake moaned loudly, throwing his head back as he used your mouth to get himself off. There was something so incredibly hot about watching him use you, taking what he wanted from you and controlling the situation. Your thighs clenched together at the sight, his throat flexing as he swallowed a loud groan.

Suddenly, his hands left your hair, allowing you a second to pull off of his cock and take deep breaths. A string of spit connect your lips to his cock as you leant back, gasping quietly. Jake bent down in front of you, his palms coming to cup your cheeks as he locked eyes with you.

“You ok baby?” He asked, using his thumb to wipe away the spit that had leaked down onto your chin. You bought your eyes to his, wide with tears springing up at the corners.

“I’m good,” your head leant further into his palms. “Please kiss me.”

And how could he deny you that? Especially when you’d been so good for him. So he didn’t waste time, surging forward to connect your lips messily. His tongue immediately found it’s favourite place inside your mouth as he leant up to push you gently down onto his bed. Jake hovered over you, leaning his weight onto his hands either side of your body, but never once did he stop kissing you.

One of his hands moved to run down your body, tugging at the straps of your bra until they fell off your shoulders. You arched your back for him so that he could undo the clasp, you tried not to think about how much practice he had with doing that.

He pulled away briefly, slipping the garment off and throwing it to the side before his mouth found a place on your chest, “good girl,” he mumbled against your skin. “So good for me,” he punctuated his words with open mouthed kisses along your chest, using his hands to touch anything his mouth didn’t.

He kissed down your chest, towards your stomach and the hem of your underwear. The only piece of clothing left on either of you. His fingertips danced over the material that was already ruined, a dark patch soaked the white lace with your arousal.

“Did you really get that turned on just from sucking my cock?” Jake asked, his head between your thighs as he looked up at you through his eyelashes. He looked sinful, lips plump and wet with a dazed look in his eyes.

You nodded, not being able to form a coherent sentence when he was looking at you as if you were his last meal on earth. Jake just laughed breathlessly before hooking two fingers into the waistband of your panties and tugging them down your legs.

“I should keep these,” he said, placing them on his nightstand. You cheeks flamed red, your hands immediately coming up to cover your face.

“You’re insane,” you whined, closing your thighs when you realised that he was staring at your bare cunt the whole time. “Please Jake, do something.”

“You’re so cute like this,” he mumbled, kissing the flesh of your thigh as his hands parted them again. “So needy and ready for me.”

“You’re teasing me,” you said with a pout, leaning up on your elbows to look down at him. He had a dumb smile on his face, leaning down to kiss just above your clit, eliciting a sharp inhale from you with anticipation.

“Has anyone ever eaten you out baby?” He asked, one hand coming up to trace along the skin near your cunt, dangerously close to where you needed him most.

You shook your head, “no, they never offered.”

Jake didn’t know if that was good or not. On one hand he was glad, he would be the first to give you that experience and he would make it worthwhile. On the other hand, how the fuck had someone had sex with you and not eaten you out? Especially when you were lying there all pretty for them.

“Tell me if it feels good, ok?” He said, you could feel his breath on your cunt from how close he was, “want you to cum on my tongue before I fuck you.”

Jake dove in, his tongue lightly brushing against your clit a few times to get you used to the feeling. You almost moaned at just that, the feeling being so different to anything you’d had before. He stuck his tongue out flat, licking one long stripe up your cunt before repeating a few times.

“How is that darling?” He mumbled, face buried between your legs.

“So good Jake,” your hands went to his hair, lightly tugging him back towards your core. “Feels so fucking good.”

He smiled against you, tongue flickering around your entrance a few times before he wrapped his lips around your clit, giving it a soft suck then returning back to his previous actions. He knew his tongue alone probably wouldn’t be enough, so he bought a hand towards your cunt, slowly pushing one digit into you.

Jake groaned loudly, shutting his eyes as he sheathed his finger down to the knuckle, “you’re so tight baby, how are you going to take my cock, huh? Need to stretch you out don’t we?”

His finger worked into you, pumping slowly as he sucked on your clit. The stimulation from both points was enough to have you chanting his name, telling him your orgasm was near. Jake pulled off your clit for the time being, using the opportunity to slide in a second finger and stretch your little hole around them. You whined and fussed loudly at your orgasm being taken away so quickly.

“Hold it for me darling, I’ll let you cum soon,” he said, pumping the two fingers quickly. “Think you can take three for me? Then I’ll let you cum.”

“Can do three,” you panted, head thrown back against the mattress. “Please Jake, make me cum. Need your mouth again.”

“Such a good girl,” he muttered, finally pushing in a third finger and returning his mouth to your clit. He sucked harshly, pumping his hand at a fast pace that had you practically screaming his name as your orgasm approached, “cum for me Y/N, let me taste you.”

“Oh my god Jake,” you moaned his name loudly, head pressed down onto the bed as he worked you through your first orgasm. His fingers kept up the pace, your arousal dripping down around them as you tried to hold on to the feeling for as long as possible.

Jake released your clit, moving his mouth to kiss along your thighs whilst keeping his fingers moving inside you. You were starting to shake with overstimulation as he kept his pace going, grabbing his wrist. Jake just smiled, shaking his head gently.

“You can give me another one, right baby?” He asked, using his thumb to flick against your swollen clit a few times. His cheek pressed to your thigh as he watched your face screw up in pleasure.

Since your previous orgasm had only just ended, the second one built up quickly and you could already feel the burning in the bottom of your stomach, “fuck Jake, I can’t.”

“You can darling,” another flick of his thumb on your clit and you were almost there. “Give me another one and then I’ll fuck you nice and good, yeah? You can be a good girl and do that for me can’t you?”

He pushed a fourth finger in alongside his others, stretching you out further than you’d ever been before, your second orgasm hitting you rapidly as you came over his hand. Your grip on his wrist was tight, but Jake kept fucking his fingers into you to bring your orgasm crashing down, praises falling from his lips as tiny gasps left yours.

“Well done baby,” he mumbled, finally slowing his fingers enough to bring them out of your cunt. “You did so well, so good.”

Jake quickly stood up, leaning back over you and capturing your lips in another messy kiss. You could taste yourself on his tongue faintly and your cringed a little at the unfamiliar taste, however Jake’s own taste quickly masked that as his tongue rubbed against yours.

“You taste so good,” he mumbled against your mouth. “Can’t believe how lucky I am, you did so well for me.”

Your cheeks were stained red as you blushed under his praise. You hadn’t even noticed you enjoyed it before, but you definitely knew you had a praise kink now, especially if Jake was the one praising you.

“You too Jake,” you kissed his lips a few times before dipping your head down to his neck. “You made me feel so good already.”

His hand came up to cradle the back of your head, keeping you tucked into his neck for a moment, “your pleasure comes first for me baby.” He kissed the top of your head, “that’s why we had to stretch your little cunt out, get you all ready for my cock so that it feels good.”

“God you have a filthy mouth,” you whined, reiterating his words to you from earlier in the evening. “I don’t know if I’ll ever get used to that.”

Jake laughed, pulling back so that he was hovering back over you. There seemed to be a permanent smile on his face ever since you kissed him at the party, and you didn’t want that smile to leave. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him down for a brief kiss before your legs wrapped around his waist.

He pressed his hips down against you, the tip of his cock nudging at your cunt, “we need a condom, I’d love to fuck you raw but I’m not quite ready for a baby yet.”

Jake definitely didn’t miss the pout on your face at the word condom. He grabbed one from his night stand before coming back to hover over you, kissing your pout away quickly, “next time darling, I promise next time I’ll fill you up yeah? Stuff your little cunt full of cum. But not tonight, ok?”

And although you really did want him to go in raw, the image of his cum dripping out of you sent your brain into overdrive, you respected his decision. He was the one with his head screwed on right now, you were still a little hazy from your two orgasms and from being in close proximity to Jake Sim. You were in no position to make that decision.

He rolled the condom on, once again pressing his hips closer until his cock nudged between your folds. He thrusted a few times, running his cock along your slit to gather some arousal and slick himself up. Your hands wrapped around his upper arms tightly, your own hips moving in unison.

“Tell me if it hurts, ok?” He said, and although you knew that Jake knew it wasn’t your first time, you appreciated the sentiment anyway.

Jake pushed the head of his cock in first, letting you adjust to the stretch that formed already. He was thick, it would take a bit of getting used to, especially since he was bigger than anyone else you’d ever taken.

He kissed you a few times, slowly nudging forward until he was fully seated inside you. Your cunt was split open on his cock, walls stretched tight around him as you tried your best to adjust to the new feeling. It hurt a little bit, a slight burning occurring, but it felt good to finally be full. You could probably get addicted to that feeling as long as it was with Jake.

“You can move Jake,” you mumbled, loosening your grip on his arms and subsequently relaxing the rest of your body around him.

Jake breathing was tight, his arms flexing hard as he kept himself still above you, “you sure baby? You’re still so fucking tight even after I stretched you out.”

“Please Jake, move before I go fucking insane,” you whined, rolling your hips up a little to shift his cock inside you. A cocky smirk made its way onto Jake’s lips at how desperate you were for him, it sent his ego through the roof more than with any other person he’d been with.

He pulled back, snapping his hips back into you harshly, “need to sort out your foul mouth,” he punctuated each word with another thrust into your cunt. You all but squealed out, hands gripping him even tighter as your nails pushed little crescent moon dents into his skin.

One of his hands gripped your chin, forcing you to look at him directly, “look at you, already fucked out and we’ve barely even started.” He pushed a thumb into your mouth, drool spilling from your lips as you panted around him, “suck on it, make yourself useful.”

And if any other man had talked to you like this, you’d have snapped back. But when it was Jake, you wanted him to carry on. Your lips immediately closed around his thumb, tongue swirling around it.

“God you’re so fucking hot baby,” he dropped his head down, looking at the way his cock disappeared into your cunt over and over. “You’re taking me so well, you were made for me, yeah?”

You tried to talk around his thumb but all that came out was small whines and spit dribbling down your chin pathetically. So instead you just nodded tightly against the grip he still held on you.

“Can’t wait to fucking ruin you,” he growled, his hips seeming to speed up yet again. “You’ll never be able to fuck anyone else, I’ll be the only one who can make you like this baby.”

He pulled his hand from your face, your mouth falling open as his thumb left you. He dropped that hand to your cunt, using his thumb still covered in your spit to rub quick circles on your abused clit.

Your eyes closed tight, feeling the third orgasm approach quickly as Jake’s cock bulged your stomach, “look baby, look how well your tiny cunt takes me.”

Jake’s words forced your head back up, looking down at where the two of you were connected, eyes widening at how your stomach was bulging out when his cock kissed against your g spot.

“Eyes open,” he commanded when you tried throwing your head back again. “Keep them on me and I’ll let you cum again, you can do that can’t you?”

“Yes, yes I can,” you babbled out, your orgasm at the brink of washing over you. “I’m good, been so good for you, deserve it.”

“You do don’t you darling,” he said softly, finally dropping his mean act to look after you. “You’ve been so good for me, letting me use your cunt like this, giving me all of you, hmm?”

You couldn’t even talk anymore, too focused on trying not to break eye contact with Jake. You mumbled out some form of begging, telling Jake how good he felt, something along those lines.

“You going to give me one more orgasm baby? I know you can do it,” his thumb pressed harder against your clit, hips snapping forward further each time. Your body felt numb with pleasure as he pushed you over the edge, legs starting to shake with how intense it felt.

“Jake,” tears spilled down your cheeks. “Fuck Jake, don’t stop, please.”

He grunted out a response hips jerking sporadically as your cunt clenched around him tightly, your orgasm extending the more he fucked into you. His orgasm was there, just at the point of crashing but he wanted you to feel good more than he wanted to cum so he held off until your orgasm had ended.

“Please cum Jake,” you whined, gripping on to whatever part of his body that you could. “Want it so bad.”

Jake couldn’t even make a witty comment because with your begging in his ear he was already coming, slamming his hips into you a few more times as he spilled into the condom.

But for you, seeing Jake moaning heavily above you, and feeling him cum made a fire burn up in your stomach again. Your hips kept jolting against him, trying to find some sort of release since you felt a fourth orgasm bubbling up.

Jake pinned your hip down, “you’re insatiable baby, already want another one?” His cock was already softening but he kept himself pressed inside you to try and keep you satisfied.

“Please Jake, I’ve been so good,” you thrashed against his grip to try and keep the arousal going.

“Stay still,” he commanded, pushing your hip back down. “I’ll give it to you baby, don’t be greedy.”

He was spent, his body exhausted, but he would give you everything you wanted because he couldn’t deny you. He rubbed his hand against your cunt fast, pace relentless on your clit as he frantically pulled your orgasm from you. From how overstimulated and worked up you were, the orgasm came quickly and all of a sudden you were jerking as you came around his cock for the last time that evening.

“There you go baby, good girl,” he gritted his teeth, his own cock being squeezed in overstimulation. His hand was soaked as he rubbed quickly across your cunt, the sheets below you covered in your arousal as you squirted over his cock.

“Oh my god,” you were crying hard now, jumping away from his hand as you wet the bed around you. Your body buzzed with hazy pleasure as you tried to calm yourself down, not even having time to process it before Jake was scooping you up into his arms and pulling you onto his lap.

“You’re ok darling,” he mumbled, pressing his face into your hair as he held you close. Your body was still shaking, tears continuously flowing down your cheeks as you dropped a little. Luckily Jake was observant, he knew exactly how to look after you, “you did so well for me, you were perfect.”

Your face found its way into his neck pressing impossibly closer to him, being held by him immediately calmed you down enough for the tears to stop. Jake kissed your head softly, hands running up and down your arms and legs to soothe you.

“Do you feel ok enough to take a shower? We need to get you cleaned up,” he said quietly, brushing your hair away so he could see your face. You blinked up at him, eyes still wet with tears that had yet to dry up.

“Will you stay with me?” You asked, voice small and a little hoarse.

Jake smiled down at you, “of course baby, then after I’ll make you something to eat and we can get back into bed.”

At the word bed your eyes widened, glancing over at the soiled sheets, “I’m so sorry, I didn’t know that was going to happen. I ruined your sheets.”

Jake giggled softly, “baby it’s fine, it was so fucking hot. I’ll change the bed sheets, don’t even worry about it. If I’d known you would be squirting on my cock tonight, I’d have bought you home even sooner.”

You rolled your eyes, bumping your head against his chest, “shut up.”

Jake cupped your chin, rubbing his thumb over your cheek again to wipe away the tear tracks, “you feeling ok now?” He kissed you gently, lips soft and a little swollen.

“I’m good,” you said against his mouth. “Just tired, my body is exhausted.”

“Sorry baby, should’ve warned you how good I am in bed,” and there was the cocky smirk back, your eyes rolling in response.

“If I remember correctly, you were the one praising me only five minutes ago,” you replied. “Something about how ‘I was made for you’, you remember that?”

“And I stand by it,” he said, shrugging his shoulders nonchalantly. “You were made for me, in every way.”

His eyes sparkled a little as he looked at you, an emotion you weren’t really sure of flashing through them. It’s funny how you’d gone from hating him to being obsessed with him in one night, but Jake Sim did that to people, no one could dislike him for long.

“In every way?” You asked, “is this your way of saying you want me more than just for sex.”

“You know I do baby, you’re mine now,” he kissed you again, lingering for longer than necessary. “And I’ll make sure to show you that every day, I’m so into you Y/N. I’d do anything to make this work, even when you move back to uni, we’ll make it work if you want to.”

You thought about it for a second, is that what you wanted? You knew Sunoo would have a field day when he found out, he’d been rooting for the two of you since the beginning with his enemies to lovers ideas. But after everything, you couldn’t deny that something drew you to Jake in so many different ways. And there was part of you that wanted him too, in every single way.

“I’m willing to try to make it work,” you replied, your mind was made up. “I like you Jake, you make me feel like the most important person in the world.”

“Because, to me, you are,” he said softly, his smile reaching his eyes. “How do you feel about being my girlfriend? I know it’s very soon, but I can’t let you go without asking.”

“I think,” you began, resting against his chest. “I think we could work something out, is Jake Sim really ready to settle down?”

“I’m always ready when it comes to you,” he kissed your head one last time before shifting up a bit, ready to carry you to the bathroom to shower. “You’re the only person I’ve ever been ready to settle down for, I’ve never been more sure in my life.”

He stood up, carrying you in his arms as he walked the two of you to the bathroom. Your arms immediately went around his neck, holding him close as a dumb smile crept onto your lips. You kissed over the skin on his neck as he walked, always needing to be close to him.

And as Jake turned on the water, you sat on the edge of the bathtub watching, you realised that he really was sure. Because his eyes flashed with that emotion from earlier, something soft and special, and he couldn’t hide his smile from you. You knew you were sure too, Jake found his way into your heart already, you were made for him. He was made for you.