"Friends don't kiss each other..." he whispered softly, sucking the skin below your ear, making you moan under him, "but we fuck every day."
What began as a mere curiosity quickly spiraled into a compulsive addiction, an uncontrollable obsession...
...
"Just for a bit, please?" You pleaded, standing in front of the boys with wide, hopeful eyes. But they weren't convinced.
"No," Heeseung said firmly, his arms crossed over his chest as he leaned against the counter. "You just finish university for the day. Come straight home."
"Why do you even need to go?" Jay added, shaking his head. "We have snacks here."
"But it's different when you buy them yourself," you reasoned, shifting your weight from one foot to another. "I won't be alone! Wonyoung, Beomgyu, and Taehyun will be with me."
"That doesn't make it any better," Sunghoon sighed, running a hand through his hair.
"You know we don't like you staying out late," Jake said, his tone strict but laced with concern.
Jungwon, who had been silent, finally spoke. "Ella, you'll be tired. Just come home and rest."
You pouted. "I'll not be tired! And I won't take long. Just a quick stop at the store, and I'll be home before you even realize I'm gone!"
Ni-ki gave you a skeptical look. "That's what you always say."
You huffed, crossing your arms. "Please? Pretty please?" You turned your pleading gaze to Sunoo, who was usually the easiest to convince. He avoided your eyes, trying not to get swayed.
For a few more minutes, you kept asking, begging even, until finally, after exchanging looks, the boys sighed in defeat.
"One hour. No more," Heeseung warned.
"And keep your phone on," Jay added.
"And don't let those two idiots mess around too much," Sunghoon said, referring to Beomgyu and Taehyun.
You grinned. "Got it!"
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The store was warm and bright, the shelves stacked with snacks of all kinds. You walked through the aisles, picking up your favorites while chatting with your friends.
At some point, you turned to Beomgyu, who was looking through the drink section. You reached up and lightly tapped the hair clip in your hair.
"By the way, thank you for this," you said with a small smile. "I love it."
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Beomgyu turned to look at you, his eyes flickering to the clip for a second before meeting yours. His expression softened. "You're wearing it."
"Of course, I am," you said. "It's cute and it's pink."
There was something in his gaze, something unreadable, as if he wanted to say more. His lips parted slightly, but before he could speak, Taehyun called for him. He wanted to stay there longer with you, to hear your voice more. To see the fond smile and how cute you were looking with your hairs tied up in the clip. Should he say his heart out? He clutched the bottle in his hand, not knowing what to word out exactly. If you were close with the boys then, might be the cause that you were already in a secret relationship with one of them. Of course, you would accept one of them. But, what he makes you feel scared of them? And, then you don't want to go to them again. Then, you would be with him.
