She smiles and moves closer to Hojun, doing it in one of the sweetest ways, and she holds the side of his face, the one where his dangling cross earring is, and she locks lips with him.

The first one to initiate the kiss is her, she kindly does it, and just by watching her use her lips like that, I can imagine how amazing it must feel for him. The thing is that Hojun is a good kisser too, but he is just a bit too shy.

No jealousy takes over me, surprisingly, my heart beats harder, and I do not want to glance away. Her hand does not move away from his jawline, and Hojun kisses back, slowly letting go to enjoy it too. I uncontrollably smile, and I keep my eyes on their lips that are barely separating, and just from the way that Hojun is responding to this, from his body language, I can tell for sure that he is loving this.

As if the time did not matter anymore, I notice Hojun sticks his tongue out to crash it against her bottom lip and carry on even more passionately, and y/n copies this action to turn this into a French kiss like the thirsty boy asked for.

Not hating my body for the way it is making me feel, I get a kick out of watching them kiss with hunger and desire, and the wet noises that they make together turn me on even more.

I love this more than expected, so much that I do not want to stop them.

Hojun is undeniably basking in the pleasure this gives them, and it is even more evident once I catch him lift his hand up to her thigh. Then her fingers slide down his neck, and he gives a squeeze to her thickness but pushes a little forth with his head to get his tongue in her mouth anew. She slightly seems astonished by this horny move from him and leans back, but Hojun goes forward as if he was taken by the movement of her body, getting her hand to end in his fluffy hair, but he stops.

They both freeze for a short moment, and they open their eyes to stare at each other. The tension is so high, this is hard to ignore it, even from where I am.

He glances down at her lips, his hand flying away from her inner thigh. "I'm sorry," he retreats, feeling like he was too needy and made a mistake.

His ears are beet-red, and I can feel the heat of his face from my spot. "Why?" she smiles at him. "I went a bit too far, I should have stopped."

"No, you didn't," she shows him that she liked it too, and he passes his hand behind his head to brush his hair but peeks up at me. I immediately inch closer to him and lay my hand on his chest to feel his heartbeat, but he pushes my arm away. "What are you doing?"

"Why did you stop?" I do not expose him and keep to myself that his heart is racing and slamming into his chest. "She wanted to."

"I didn't," she answers what I wanted to say for her. I knew it. I saw it, I know her, and I can tell when she is enjoying something. Both of them gaze into each other's eyes, the emotions, desire, and tension flying above them like never it did before. "You go first, Hojun," I smile, some redness spreading up his neck to expose what he is attempting to conceal inside of him.

Because of the arousal she caused him for sure, he moves forth to initiate it for the first time, one hand resting right next to the side of her thigh, on the sheets. He makes them both go back to kissing, his body tilting towards her, she holds his jawline the same way she does it when I am the one kissing her, and they get a bit more bold.

Especially Hojun. I have never seen him act that way. He is literally losing control, and she is the cause of that.

The wet sounds still filling this quiet and hot room, he blindly reaches her neck with his hand, but he unconsciously proves how kinky he is and gets one of her weaknesses. He cups her throat, kissing her with passion and receiving the same in return, he does not stick to the 'I can't kiss' anymore and glides his hand down her throat.

The pleasure starts to slowly overwhelm him, and he brings his hand down to her thighs, but she takes this as a message and turns her body towards him, and this ends up in a way more suggestive position. Hojun, who is easily affected by anything that she does at this right moment, exhales in her mouth and asks for some tongue game again, and he loses his mind once she gives it to him. She also touches him up and drags her hand down his chest, then he runs his eager one up her thigh without thinking about the skirt that she wears, their panting merging together into each other's mouth.

"Sit on his lap, y/n," I lick my lips, getting turned on while watching them give pleasure to each other, and making Hojun's first kiss with her as special as it could ever be. Luckily, she pays attention to me and breaks the kiss, their lips do not leave each other's ones, and she moves to sit astride his lap, but this action gets me to notice a bulge in his pants.

She is going to feel and know how big he is now.

Y/n smiles, her arms wrapped around his neck, Hojun demands more and carries on, never letting this orgasmic moment come to an end. He is breathing so hard and being so needy, this is as addictive as drugs. The way they kiss and touch each other is so gentle but desperate, especially from Hojun's side, that I cannot deny how hard I am.

After what happened with y/n last night, I see her in a different way, and I am even more deeply in love, attached to her, but this makes me happy to see how comfortable and good they both are together.

As if y/n was aware of how much I love seeing them let go and get off, she subtly pushes her hips back and forth, meaning she is rubbing herself on his erection, but his body reacts pretty powerfully to it, and he moans in her mouth but squeezes her thigh, getting me to hear how he sounds when he lets his pleasure out for the first time. The kiss comes to an end, y/n pulling away. She gazes down at him as his eyes are still closed, and she presses one last kiss on his parted lips to go back on her spot.

Hojun comes back from his dream state, and they both look at each other, but a smile forms on their faces at the same time, and they glance away. Hojun turns towards me to be back in his previous position, but I chuckle. I cannot help but peek up at them both. "Are you still with me? Are you okay?"

"Throw the dice," she ignores my question, smiling at me but making me feel like she did not expect him to be so good. "I want the dare to be a French kiss with you, please."

"You won't get what you want," she refuses, breaking my heart. "Okay then..." I deal with it and check what number I get.

— Next day —

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I sit down on y/n's desk chair while drinking coffee that I got us, Hojun drinking his chocolate milk and reading the notes she wrote since he always finds them way more helpful and clear while y/n is eating a snack I bought with the Starbucks.

My eyes check them both, all of us remaining pretty silent. I sip on the creamy coffee I am enjoying more than usual but cannot help worrying about Hojun whenever I look at him.

Last night was the first one spent with the two of them, it felt amazing, we cuddled together, we talked nonstop, and I genuinely loved it. It was fun, special, and soothing to share a whole day with one another.

Feeling a bit lonely on my chair while both of them are on the bed, I stand up to join them and sit down next to Hojun. I want to know how he is feeling after his first kiss with y/n since I already talked about it with y/n when we took a shower together after waking up.

"How are you feeling?" I sip on my coffee, and his eyes move up from his notes. "Good, why?" he brings the straw of his drink away from his lips. Not knowing how to broach the topic without y/n hearing everything, I lean towards him and speak in his ear. "Did you like the kiss last night?" I ask, even though I know he did given the boner he had afterward.

He smiles but swallows some chocolate milk. "I did."

"Your heart was racing so bad," I laugh at the memories of the hard beats I felt against my hand when I touched his chest, but he punches my thigh. "Shut up."

"You're cute," I move forward to kiss his temple since I have not been able to give him a good morning kiss like I did to y/n, but he smiles, and his phone comes in between.

He checks the text he received, but since I am used to looking over his shoulder, I do it and read what that person sent him.

That is from Kimoon.

[ my laptop cannot connect to a printer;-; >

[ don't you have anyone else you can ask to? >

He does not type but raises his eyes, so I glance up at his face. "Y/n?" he picks her, and I lay my eyes on her as well. I know what he is about to ask. "Yes?"

"Can your laptop connect to a printer?" he asks her, and she nods. "And..." he holds his phone with both hands, hesitating and probably anticipating a negative answer. "Like...Could you lend it to someone who needs to print some pics out?"

"Uhm. Sure," she accepts, but I did not expect anything else from her. "Who is it for?"

"It's...Kimoon," he tells her the truth since there is no reason to lie or hide it. "Oh," her eyes remain on his features. "Well, tell me when he needs it..." she does not reconsider her decision. "Are you sure you don't mind?"

"If he needs it and doesn't have anyone else to ask it to," she shrugs, being too kind again. "Thank you," he smiles at her and texts him to tell him about this.

[ I got a laptop for you, when do you need it? >

[ alright, I'll come with it >

[ you didn't, don't worry c: >

His screen turns black, but the curiosity ticks me off after reading this conversation. "Doesn't he have Dohyun or one of those guys who are friends with him?" I suck on the straw to fill my mouth with coffee. "He told me they don't talk to him anymore. After what people said about him just because they made assumptions after that fight they heard, they called him an asshole and said they wouldn't want such a betrayer to be their friend either...so yeah. He doesn't talk with people that much anymore but focuses on his work as much as he can."

I did not expect this to cause this much of a problem to him.

"Is he failing?" I do not show empathy for him, even though I feel it. "Yes. His marks got so bad that he even talked about dropping out."

"Hm," I pretend not to feel guilty and bad, no matter how much he deserved to pay for his actions, this went further than I expected. "Anyway," I get out of the bed. I do not want to talk about him anymore, not now.

— One month later —

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"Hey," I bite my lips at the sight of Hojun holding his record. "How did it go?" I freak out for him, crossing my fingers and hoping that he passed this first year like y/n and I did.

"I made it," he smiles, and the relief and happiness this makes me feel leads me to run to him and take him in my arms. "I was so fucking scared," I squeeze him, but he jumps up, and I pick him up the floor to carry him. "I thought I'd fail and not continue with you and y/n...I was about to cry."

"Aw, my little baby," I rub his back but put him down so that I can cup his face. I press my lips on his glossy ones. "I'm proud of you."

His lips curve up, his eyes gazing into mine, but the silence slowly quietens her, and his expression turns into a different one. A less gleeful one. "What is going to happen now...?"

I caress his cheeks, knowing what this means, the emotions this question hides. "You're gonna come to my house, and we're gonna spend our holidays with y/n at another place. We're gonna celebrate your birthday all together," I put his mind at rest. I cannot let him go back to his house, so I will do everything that has to be done in order to keep him far away from that hell. "Alright? So don't be worried. I'm taking care of everything."

He does not respond but holds onto me, and he moves his head forth to rest it on my chest. "Where is y/n?"

"She's packing up in her room, and I gotta do it too," I make my embrace around him even more snug, and I kiss the tip of his nose. "I'm so happy, like for real. We're gonna spend the first holidays with y/n, and we're gonna have so much fun," I cannot even restrain the bliss that is running through me, thinking about all the stuff we are going to be able to do out of college. "I'm happy too."

The vibration of my phone grasps my attention, so I check the text but keep one arm around him to comb his hair.

[ Lmaoo I'm not walking by your side tomorrow >

[ but wait. No need to keep it now, you have us >

[ I don't even wanna know what you did with that plushie back when I could only get a kiss from you >

[ just conversations? I doubt that baby >

"Can I go and tell y/n I passed?" Hojun gazes up at me as I was typing, so I give him my attention and remove my arms from him. "Sure, baby. I'm gonna pack my stuff while you're both together."

"Okay," he steps back and heads to the door. "Hey," I stop him, not believing he dared to do this. My hand, which was tangled in his fluffy hair a few seconds ago, ends in my pocket, and I stare at him. "You forgot something, you brat."

"What?" his expression exudes some blankness. "You better use your brain and know what I mean in less than five seconds, or I'll never give you any of those again."

"Oh," he pretends to recall and comes back in front of me. One hand holds the side of my throat, his feet bring him higher, but he licks my neck. "There," he teases me and leaves without giving me more. "You better fucking come back quick."

"I'll come for you, daddy," he looks at me one last time before getting out and closing the door. I love when he says that to me.

I sigh but sit down on my bed to read y/n's text.

[ I'm not, I'm just realistic. A girl can't have a banana plushie in her bed and just cuddle with it >

[ why are you trying to avoid this? :> hm? >

[ yes you are. I bet you grinded onto it so much more than you did onto me >

[ Alright, I won't tell you what I wanted to say then >

[ too late >

[ You're mean >

[ I wanted to tell you that I love you:( >

[ ❤ >

I put my phone down on the bed since I need to get all my stuff in my luggage and bags to leave this place. No matter how many bad memories I made here with all the work, the fights, the hard times, I made a lot more good ones, so this feels weird to leave.

Even if we all are coming back, I wonder how this is going to go outside, with Hojun and I living in the same house while y/n is in hers. Also, I have to talk about my relationship with my parents, I know they are not going to judge or be against it, but they might find it weird and not understand since they are both very old-fashioned.

I do not even know about y/n's parents yet, so I hope none of them will cause trouble between us.

Now that everything is certain, I need to talk to y/n and Hojun one last time before we leave and get separated.

[ is Hojun with you rn? >

I wait for her answer, but after a few seconds staring at my screen and not seeing a single one, I decide to send another one.

[ you're maybe with him, so answer me once you see this, but I wanted to go to the BBQ restaurant we went to for our first "date" for lunch, are you both down for it? >

[ alright, let's meet at the gate as usual at 12 then >

•••

I step out of the dorm after checking what time it is, but only a few seconds are enough for me to catch sight of Hojun, who is back hugging y/n, with his chin on her shoulder.

Since that first kiss, he has been acting like a baby with her, and I find this adorable because I know how precious every little moment of intimacy with someone is, especially for him.

I slow down to see what they are doing, but Hojun seems to squeeze her in his arms, and he smiles but gets her to turn her head and look into his eyes. While she is talking, he stares down at her lips, and she kisses him, but I join them.