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You knew Soonyoung was watching every single one of your moves, but when you looked at him, there were stars in his eyes.
"Ew," you scrunched your nose. "Why are you staring at me like that? In love or something?"
"Yes, I am in love with you, is there a problem?!"
You gave him a smile and threw him a kiss, turning around to stare at yourself in the mirror.
"I'm nervous."
"Why?" He asked, relaxing against the bed. "My parents are cool."
"Isn't anyone going to call me a whore for showing my shoulders?"
You turned back around to look at him again, Soonyoung's eyes traveling all over you. This time, you weren't dressed like your usual self, going for something more casual.
"No one is going to judge you, babe," Soonyoung assured.
He kept staring at you, eyes fixed at your exposed shoulders and collarbones, and when he looked into your eyes, you gave him a malicious smirk.
"Don't even," he shook his head.
You pouted at your boyfriend and he fixed his posture, sitting up at the edge of your bed.
"They're not like that," he changed the subject "Just please, try to behave in front of them."
"What do you mean?"
Soonyoung watched you play dumb as you tilted your head to the side, knowing damn well what he was talking about. You had a tendency to try and tease him all the time, and you knew it always drove him insane, especially in occasions where Soonyoung couldn't touch you right when and how he wanted.
"Don't worry, I'm not going to do anything embarrassing," you smiled gently.
You turned around and leaned down to grab your shoes, obviously making sure your panties and ass were showing. When you sat by Soonyoung's side, his eyes were fixed at your bare thighs, but you just smiled innocently.
"Don't do that.
Soonyoung dropped to his knees in front of you, and you swore you could feel heat pooling in between your thighs just to see him like that.
"I didn't even say a word and you're already on your knees," you laughed.
Soonyoung grabbed your socks and started placing your foot in one of the pair, your free foot pushing against his, making him fall on his butt.
"Come on, stop!" Soonyoung giggled.
You thought you were just playing, but when you placed one of your calves over his shoulders he looked up in shock, eyes staring right in between your open legs.
"God," he sighed, looking away. "Please, we're going to be late."
Soonyoung gently removed your leg from his shoulder and focused on putting on your shoes like he usually did.
"You're such a good boy," you said softly, pressing your foot against his inner thigh.
Soonyoung started fake crying, closing his hands in a prayer.
"Stop, please," he begged.
You laughed out loud, Soonyoung getting up and stretching out his hand.
"Can we go now?"
"Yes!"
The drive was calm and took almost an hour. At the back seat, you kept silent almost all of the time, Soonyoung's fingers intertwined with yours. Every now and then, he kissed on your cheek or gave you a peck on the lips, clearly thrilled about going back to his home. Soonyoung took pictures of you two and texted his sister, who called him by FaceTime right after. As if it was muscle memory to hide every time you were put in public with your famous boyfriend, you moved away a bit to get out of frame, but Soonyoung pulled you back closer.
"Hello! I'm Minkyung," she waved at you.
"Hi! Nice to meet you," you waved back.
"Soonyoung, you should be here by now. Mom is freaking out," Minkyung said.
"We're almost there," he said. "Calm down."
"Mom! Soonyoung told you to shut up," she yelled.
"Hey! Mom, she's lying!" He yelled into the phone.
You laughed, anxiety finally hitting. You were actually going to meet his parents.
"We're here, bye," Soonyoung told his sister.
He hung up before Minkyung could yell at him again, the driver getting out of the car to open the doors. You thanked him and Soonyoung looked at the front doors of his house, his parents standing there with wide smiles on their faces as they frowned from the sunlight hitting their eyes.
Soonyoung's mom looked exactly like him, the same smile he had on her lips. Your boyfriend immediately ran to his parents arms, hugging them tight.
"My son," his dad said, pinching Soonyoung's cheek.
"Sweetheart! You're so pretty," his mom told you, ignoring her son.
You got caught by surprise, swallowing the nervousness that made a lump get stuck in your throat.
"Thank you so much," you smiled awkwardly.
"Come inside! You two have so much in hand."
In fact, Soonyoung had both of yours travel bags in his hands, while you held shopping bags. Everyone went inside as you introduced yourself and exchanged niceties with your parents in law.
"Oh, I bought some things," you said, nervously handing out the bags you had in your hands. "They're just small gifts, but I choose them personally, so I really hope you all like it."
"Wow! They're amazing," your mother in law said after opening her gif.
"Soonyoung said you liked hairpins, so I chose the prettiest I found. I hope you like, Mrs. Kwon."
"Oh, I love them!" She smiled from ear to ear. "And you can just call me mom! No need for all this formality."
"Okay," you said politely, nodding.
Mr. Kwon had already opened his gift, and your biggest fear was him not liking it, because it was too simple.
"I honestly wanted to buy an expensive tie or shoes, but Soonyoung said you wouldn't like them," you babbled nervously. "So if you don't like it, blame him."
When you asked your boyfriend what his parents would like to get as gifts, he said his dad was a simple man who would probably celebrate getting a fishing hat like he won the lottery, and would probably refuse an expensive gift. So your options were extremely limited.
"I like it!" He said firmly. "It's useful."
As everyone laughed, Minkyung walked inside the room, waving at you both.
"Hi! It's so nice to meet you," she told you.
"Hi! I bought this for you. Just a small gift," you gave it to her.
"Oh my God! Really?" She was genuinely shocked. "Not even Soonyoungie gives me presents and he's the rich one!"
"Hey!" Your boyfriend whined.
Your sister in law opened the small jewelry box, revealing a silver bracelet.
"It's cute!" She said with a smile. "Thank you very much!"
Minkyung gave you a hug, Soonyoung quickly going to help his mom put on her hairpin, getting stuck in her arms right after. Watching him being treated like a baby, you understood the meaning of loving someone. Your heart was warm with how happy you were for him finally being able to see his family after a long time.
"Oh, the food!" Miyoung said. "It's ready, let's go to the kitchen!"
They all went to the kitchen's table, where everything was already set. Soonyoung pulled the chair for you, sitting by your side as his parents sat in front of you two.
"My son's girlfriend," your mother in law smiled. "You're the first one we get to meet!"
"Because she is my first girlfriend, mom," Soonyoung said, embarrassed.
"And the only one, I hope so," you said.
Only when Soonyoung stared at you, realization hit and you reminded yourself that infidelity jokes maybe weren't the best choice to tell old people.
"I mean, I'm joking, he obviously would never do that," you desperately tried to fix.
They all laughed once again, allowing you to let out a sigh of relief.
"You're such a charismatic young lady," Mr. Kwon said, softly smiling.
"So, how did you two meet?" Minkyung asked.
"In a bar," Soonyoung said before you could talk way too much about that day. "I was with Jihoon, it was after an award show."
"Oh, so you met my other son?!" Mr. Kwon said. "Jihoon is such a great kid! He always visits us."
"Yeah, I met Jihoon and some of the other boys, they're all really nice," you said.
"So, what's it like dating a celebrity?" Minkyung asked with excitement. "I've always wanted to know!"
"It's a lot easier than people think it is," you confessed. "People always think 'Oh my God, idols can't ever date', and that's definitely not what happens. But when we want to go on a date or… Do something in public, we always have to leave Seoul or go somewhere really far."
"Also, there's the company paying the reporter's not to leak information," Soonyoung added.
"Yeah, that's the most important part," you agreed.
"You must really love each other," Minkyung smiled at you both. "To go through all of this. I don't think I'd be able to do that."
"I didn't think I'd have to go through this! I mean, I didn't even know he was famous when we met," you told her.
"Really?" Minkyung chuckled.
"Yes! We went out once and then I saw him on TV and was like 'is that Soonyoung?', so I texted him and he told me he was in a group."
"And what did you do?!"
"I didn't know idols dating was such a big deal! But then he told me how things worked and I just… Why not?" You shrugged. "I didn't think much."
"That's a very interesting love story to tell your kids," she said, giggling.
"Definitely," Soonyoung nodded.
"You know, I wasn't really happy when Soonyoung told me he wanted to become an idol," mom started saying. "He was the class president in middle school for three years in a row, did you know?"
"Really?"
You looked at Soonyoung, making sure he knew you'd be making fun of him later for that one.
"Yes, he was a very smart and hard working kid," his mom had a dreamy look on her face, slightly smiling. "And I wanted him to study. So he promised me he'd keep studying if he didn't get into a company."
"Me and my cousins always sent videos and pictures of him to the companies, it was hilarious," Minkyung giggled. "I can show you some of them later."
"Please, I'd love that!"
"I supported him right away!" Mr. Kwon said. "I always knew he'd be good at whatever he tried to do. Sports, dancing, singing..."
Soonyoung's cheeks went red as he looked down, shyness overloading.
"Oh, he told me he's good at sports," you nodded. "A fourth degree black belt, right? Whatever that means."
His parents laughed again, and Soonyoung couldn't stop smiling.
"But I can't imagine him being anything other than the artist that he is today," you said, holding Soonyoung's hand under the table. "He loves his art and he's amazing at everything he does."
"Of course! He's super talented and hard working!"
"And you're wonderful parents, he's been raised so well," you smiled softly.
"I can't believe my little boy has a girlfriend now," Soonyoung's mom made a sad face. "And such an amazing lady! I'm so glad you're not one of those gold diggers."
"Mom!" Soonyoung whined, frowning. "Don't talk like that. I don't even have that much money."
"Excuse me, will you let me talk to my daughter in law?"
Soonyoung choked, giggling as you squeezed tighter on his hand.
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The day went by in the blink of an eye, with Soonyoung's parents interviewing you like you were applying for a job and his sister doing everything she could to make him embarrassed, going through family pictures, talking about how cute Soonyoung he was as a kid, making Miyoung tell his worst childhood stories. You, of course, couldn't stop laughing at the pictures of Soonyoung at the taekwondo competitions and all of the family gatherings, very interested in what he was like as a child. Mr. Kwon, on the other hand, wanted to know about the future, so Soonyoung decided to let him know you two were thinking about moving in together.
Later that night, Soonyoung showered first because you couldn’t stop babbling with Minky — that was how she asked you to call her at the end of the day. When she said she was going to bed, your parents in law long gone, you finally went to Soonyoung's room to find your boyfriend thrown against the bed, cutely going through his phone.
"Aww, is my baby tired?"
Climbing up the bed, you got on top of him, Soonyoung throwing his phone away to hug around your waist as you laid on top of him, relaxing with your head against his chest.
"I had so much fun today," you said. "Your family is amazing."
"I told you they'd be nice," he was caressing your back. "Minkyung was too nice, though. What were you two gossiping about the whole day?"
"She said she's sorry your parents brought up the grandchildren's subject."
"And what did you say?"
"That it doesn't matter because I'm on birth control and I'd kill the baby," you looked up at him, giggling.
"Did you really tell her that?"
Soonyoung sat up, eyes widen.
"Of course not!" You started laughing. "You think I'm that crazy?!"
"My blood pressure just went down," he let out a sigh, laying back down and pulling you close.
"Silly," you told him, giving him a quick kiss. "I'm gonna shower. Be right back."
You took the fastest shower you had ever taken, because you and Soonyoung barely got the time to cuddle since you two came straight to his parents house after he got home from work. The longing was always there, but it was ten times worse when you spent a lot of time away from each other. After drying yourself up, you put a bathrobe on and went straight to bed.
"Wow, wow, wow," Soonyoung panicked as soon as you got naked on top of him. "What are you doing?"
He slipped the bathrobe back on your shoulders.
"You're not in the mood?" You pouted at him.
"It's my parents house!" He whispered.
"So?" You chuckled.
Soonyoung usually slept in his boxers, but this time he was wearing a black shirt with 'I ❤ ️NY' written on it and flannel pants. He looked adorable and silly at the same time.
"What if they hear us?" He said, nervously staring at the door.
"They had two kids, you think they don't know what sex is?"
You chuckled at Soonyoung's flabbergasted face.
"No way," he shook his head.
Soonyoung gently got you off his lap, avoiding staring at your body.
"Get dressed, please," he almost whispered, looking disappointed.
"Soonyoung?" You giggled. "You're shy about having sex in your parents house?!"
"Shhh!" He said.
"You're not fucking real," you kept laughing. "What do you think will happen? We're a couple. Couples have sex."
"But…" He looked confused. "How would I look at my mom in the morning?"
"With your eyes?"
Soonyoung sighed.
"Get dressed."
He laid on his side, turning his back at you.
"Babe," you whined.
Soonyoung turned back around, and you put on your puppy eyes, slightly pouting at him.
"We can't, sweet," he also had a pout on his lips. "Sorry."
"It's okay," you nodded sadly. "We can just cuddle."
Defeated, you went through your luggage to find pajamas, an evil smile appearing on your face as you grabbed the sexiest, most transparent satin pajamas you could find.
Though you were acting casual, you knew Soonyoung was watching every single one of your moves, from when you pulled off the bathrobe off your to you applying lotion on your skin. When you slipped the satin dress over your head and fixed it around your body, you caught Soonyoung with his lower lip trapped in between his teeth.
"Are you being serious?" He asked, lips slightly parted.
"What?"
"Where's your underwear?"
He was staring you up and down, eyes sparkling as he swiftly grabbed his crotch, in an attempt to hide he was probably starting to pop a boner.
"What's wrong with not wearing it?" You shrugged. "We always sleep naked."
"You're up to no good," he shook his head, smirking. "Come on, dress properly."
You puffed with anger, frowning as you grabbed panties and put them on against your own will.
"It's the first time in my life a man has told me to put my clothes on," you grumbled.
Soonyoung was giggling when you went to turn off the bedroom's light, your boyfriend turning on the bedside lamp as you stomped towards the bed. When you climbed up, Soonyoung's eyes were fixed at your boobs, his lips swollen from biting.
"Good night, baby."
You gave him a quick kiss and squeezed yourself in between his arms, ass pressed against him, his semi-hard dick poking against you as you grabbed his hand and placed his arm around your waist, his warm chest against your back.
"There's no fucking way," he mumbled.
His hand went down from your waist to your hip, traveling against your thigh. Soonyoung's touch immediately sent an embarrassing amount of heat through your entire body.
"You smell so good," he whispered.
Soonyoung's brushed his lips against your neck, smelling your skin.
"Promise you won't make any noise?" He whispered.
You smiled from ear to ear, turning around as Soonyoung wrapped his hand around your waist.
"Changed your mind?"
"We're just gonna play," he said as if giving instructions to a dog. "No clothes off. No fucking."
"Why are you acting like this?" You chuckled.
"The walls are thin and my parents room is right next to mine," he argued.
"Fine," you whispered.
It was all touch this time, your hands going under his shirt, feeling his warm skin against your palm. Soonyoung wrapped his arms around you, hands going down your back to grab ass. You pulled him by the back of his neck and pressed your tongue against his lower lip, Soonyoung parting his lips to let your tongue slid over his. He gripped tight around you and pulled you closer, kissing you with extra passion.
"Fuck, I missed you so much," he said against your lips.
"I missed you too."
There was something really fucking intimate about whispering into each others mouth through the dark of his childhood room. The atmosphere felt warm and comfortable, you two exploring each other's body as you kissed without a break. When you slipped one of your legs in between's Soonyoung's thighs, he hissed against your lips.
"Hey," he called you.
His hardened cock twisted while pressing against your thigh, your tangled legs giving just the right amount of friction as you grabbed him tight and buckled your hips forward.
"Stop," he said.
Soonyoung's hands went down to grab your hips, making you stop grinding on his thigh. His tight grip only made you hornier.
"With your hard cock poking at me lick a fucking stick?"
He chuckled, sighing.
"God, I can't stop myself when it's you."
You smirked, hands under his shirt to grab his waist as you slipped your leg in between his thighs again.
"No one's gonna hear it," you promised him.
Holding onto Soonyoung's shoulders, your starting grinding against his thigh at the same time his cock was pressed against your own thigh. It only took a minute for your body to start burning with desire, no space in between you two as Soonyoung tried not to make a sound and your underwear started to get wet. Your hands went down his hips, ready to pull out his cock, but Soonyoung quickly grabbed your hands.
"I was just going to pull down your pants!" You whisper-yelled.
"I know exactly what you're thinking," he kissed you. "Why don't you just behave?"
"Come on, it's the perfect angle," you whined. "Just please pull out."
"You're too loud," he whispered. "You'll wake the whole house up."
"I promise I won't," you almost whimpered.
"Fuck, stop begging for my dick," he gripped hard against your ass.
"How can I stop? It's so hard," you whined. "And my pussy is so wet."
You pushed your hips harder against his thigh, consequently pressing yours against his hardened cock, Soonyoung moaning while pulling you closer. Thanks to God, he pulled down his pants, grabbing your waist to pull you back to rub your clit against his thigh.
"Be. Quiet."
Soonyoung held tighter around you, his hands making you grind against his thigh. Being pressed against his skin felt so much better, your nipples getting hard as your fingers gripped on his bicep and you bit on your lips to keep silent. It didn't stop you from whining when Soonyoung pushed you harder against him.
"Shh!"
Your boyfriend pressed his hand against your lips, and you opened your mouth to let him slip his fingers in, desire taking over your body as you grinded against him. But it wasn't enough. So you slipped down your panties even though Soonyoung desperately tried to stop. When you went back to press your clit against his thigh, your wetness spreading against his bare skin, Soonyoung gripped on your hips.
"Fuck. Shit." He swore.
With Soonyoung helping you grind your hips against his thigh, you slipped your hands inside his boxers, squeezing his hard cock. He gasped as you whined, the two of you giving pleasure to each other, your fingers playing with Soonyoung's leaking tip. He pressed his lips hard against yours as you had to fight the urge of stopping all that shit riding him. But there was also something about touching each other under the sheets, the adrenaline of trying not to make a sound turning excitement into lust.
"I really want to wreck you right now," he whined.
"Then do it," she gasped.
That was the best part of Soonyoung; he let you have way too much power over him. You weren't surprised when he grabbed your waist and laid you against his bed, smirking in amusement.
"I'm begging you, please keep quiet," he whispered.
With a smile, you nodded and pulled him by the neck, kissing Soonyoung while holding onto him like your life depended on it, wrapping your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist. You kissed him with a burning desire, biting on his lower lip. You felt as dizzy, drunk on your man's skin and scent. It was so stupid how you couldn't get enough of him.
"We'll be quick," Soonyoung said.
When he pushed his tip inside, your entrance being stretched around him, you watched Soonyoung bite his own lip to keep himself quiet. You gasped and smiled as he slightly pushed the rest of his length, feeling him all the way down, coated in your wetness. You wrapped your legs around his waist, pushing him as deep as possible, taking Soonyoung by surprise.
"Fuck—" Soonyoung gasped.
You moaned softly, fingers gripping onto his shoulders while you looked him in the eyes. And then at that moment — with dim lights, in the middle of the night, quiet and sweet, losing track of space and time, he started thrusting, nice and slow, gasping with how easily his dick slipped in and out of her. You arched your back, his tip hitting deep and just right.
"Fuck, Soonyoung!" She whined.
You felt adrenaline rushing through your veins as he pounded slowly into you, Sooyoung biting onto your shoulder to keep himself from moaning, forgetting how much you liked to feel pain. When he bit harder, you let out a moan, running your fingers through his hair, slightly pulling it as he kept fucking.
"Sorry," you whispered, whining. "Fuck— I love you— I love you much."
"I love you too, princess," he gasped.
You didn't think his dick could get even harder, but it did. Soonyoung tried kissing on your lips, but it was difficult to breathe when he had to concentrate on not making a sound. You never tought quick sex could feel that good, that hot, and that intimate. It was just you and your lover, bodies on fire as you started to sweat, the scent of his skin making his head spin. He felt soft and delicate under your grip, and you loved him so much your heart felt like it could explode, and everything with him was so intense it didn't feel like you deserved such a blessing.
"This feels so good!" You whimpered. "Fuck me hard—"
You shut your eyes were tight and bit your lips trying not to moan louder, but Soonyoung went hader as he searched for his relief, your hips moving up against his thick cock.
"Fuck, babe—" He whispered.
You dug your finger his arms muscles, showing he was doing the right thing as Soonyoung kept the slow and hard pace, watching you gasp while trying not to moan.
"Fuck, I'm coming," you whined.
When you started tilting your head back, you just knew what was about to happen, so you only could think about one thing. Desperately, you grabbed Soonyoung's hand and placed his palm over your own mouth with extra force. He kept fucking you, and the bed was creaking, but at this point nothing else mattered. When his dick got harder and he started filling you up with warm come, you moaned against the palm of his hand. Soonyoung covered your nose for a few seconds, your orgasm hitting harder than ever as you squirmed under him.
When Soonyoung pulled out and let his body fall by your side, you felt exhausted and fucked into oblivion.
"They definitely heard it," Soonyoung whined.
"You don't know how fucking hot you looked suffocating me," you said, gasping. "I've never came so hard in my entire life."
"Shit, my mom is going to judge me so hard tomorrow," Soonyoung broke down, staring at the ceiling.
"Did you regret it?"
"No," he smirked, turning to his side to look at you. "It's just… It's gonna be awkward."
"Maybe they're heavy sleepers," you tried to make him feel better. "Soonyoung, its not that big of a deal."
"You don't feel weird at all?"
"No," you shrugged. "Still thinking about your hand over my mouth."
Soonyoung chuckled, gently pulling you close to kiss your forehead. You grabbed your boyfriend's hand, playing with his fingers, drawing patterns over his palm. Then you slowly placed it around your neck.
"I really want you to choke me until I pass out."
"Just wait until we're not at my parents house," he said.
You started laughing, so loud Soonyoung had to beat you with his pillow.
"Why are you like this?!" He whisper-yelled.
"Sorry," you sighed. "You're just so cute."
"You're cute too."
Your boyfriend grabbed you by the chin, pulling you to a kiss.
"I love you."
"I love you more."