From the moment a child is born, they crave touch. They want to be held, not just to eat, but for safety, for warmth, for comfort, for affection–for love. A newborn will show preference in who they want to be held by, especially when they’re tired or sick or scared. We are born ready to be loved. Our first need is to be cared for, to be fed and changed, and held. To learn that we are loved.
Don’t let anyone, anyone tell you have to be able to love yourself before you can be loved. You were born ready to be loved wholly, and having self-esteem issues or a mental illness doesn’t make you any less lovable.
You don’t need to fulfill any condition. You are worth loving. You deserve to be loved, and have deserved to be loved since the moment you were born. You are worth loving.
Summary :Junhui was a cocky guy, that was for sure, but you never thought that he
was that cocky, as you glare at your phone screen, a shaky finger
pressing on the imagine of his smooth torso, his hand wrapped around his
A/N : For all my babies suffering from the lack of seventeen smut, there you go ! + I’m writing this now instead of after my exams because I was revising and my friend sent me the video of Jun dancing to Who and yeah I couldn’t. + someone told me it was similar to other smuts and yes it is, I red other writings with the same plot so this smut is inspired by them
[11:06] you : jun, leave me alone
A sigh left your lips as you placed your phone beside you, trying to focus on the papers all over your desk. Fingertips rubbing your temples, you closed your eyes, trying to remember the things you were reading a few moments before. You hated it, you hated having to learn things by heart, just to recite everything like a robot in front of a teacher, as if it would prove that you were intelligent or something.
On top of that, your best friend was texting you non stop. You were already a pretty distracted person, but with him making your phone buzz every minute, it was even worst. He was a year above you, and didn’t have to pass any exams. His school year was over, and he was celebrating it tonight, in a party thrown by someone from his class.
But apparently, the party wasn’t that amazing, since it seemed like he wasn’t leaving his phone to go grind on some girl.
[11:07] junhui : talk to meeeee :( [11:07] you : omg jun why are you like this, leave me alone [11:08] junhui : its boring without you :(
A laugh escaped your lips, he was probably at least a bit tipsy. See, Jun was your best friend, but you both had this thing were you acted like you hated each other. But when alcohol was running in his system, Jun was the first to spill his feelings, and it was always so rewarding to see his face the day after when you red him his drunk texts.
[11:08] you : you know i have my last test soon [11:08] you : are you already drunk ? its not even midnight omg [11:09] junhui : no shit i fucking know you have a test [11:09] junhui : i cant believe you left me like that
You rolled your eyes at his text, before typing. Yeah, you could understand him. You two were ready to leave, because you were supposed to go with him, but you decided to stay at the last minute, quickly leaving your tight dress for your large pyjama shirt. Jun had tried to convince you to go with him, after all, the test was only in a week, but you didn’t want to waste time partying while you could use this time to work.
[11:10] you : dont be like this, you know its an important test [11:10] you : go dance or something, we’ll have all summer to party together [11:11] junhui : i dont want to dance :( :( :( [11:11] you : yOU’RE SO ANNOYING JUGNDHGU [11:11] you : im gonna study byyye
For a moment, the boy stopped texting you, and you thought that maybe he was finally dancing and having some fun. Going back to your notes, you tried to memorize everything, repeating the important points to yourself. A tired smile stretched your lips when you finally got everything right, moving to the next text. Rolling your eyes, you groaned, seeing how long the plan you had to memorize was, and how depressing the text was, talking about how Humans were damned no matter what.
You took a deep breath, sitting comfortably before starting reading every point, then, your phone buzzed again.
[11:25] junhui : hi [11:26] junhui : answer me [11:27] junhui : y/n [11:27] junhui : :( [11:28] junhui : i wont stop until you answer [11:29] junhui : thats the worst party ive ever seen [11:30] junhui : and i cant even leave because mingyu is the one driving [11:30] junhui : plus im kind of drunk [11:30] junhui : wow i cant believe you did this to me [11:31] you : omg wen junhui ill kill you
You sighed, he wasn’t going to leave you alone, you had to navigate between answering him and revising, rolling your eyes, maybe going to the party was a better idea.
[11:31] junhui : i like when you call me by my full name thats hot [11:31] you : wtf you have weird kinks [11:32] junhui : wow cant believe my best friend is shaming me for my kinks ! [11:33] you : find mingyu, maybe he will drive you home [11:33] junhui : nah i saw him going upstairs with some random girl [11:34] you : gross [11:34] junhui : i cant believe u did this to me [11:35] you : omfg junhui how many times are you going to say that ? [11:35] junhui : until you apologize ??? [11:36] you : fuck you this exam is more important than an obviously shitty party
You breathed, all your focus now on the coversation with your best friend. He would distract you anyway, and you wouldn’t be able to get any work done, so what was the point. Giving a last look at the pile of paper, you moved from your desk to your bed, trying to find a decently cold spot.
[11:37] junhui : ohmy god your test is in a fucking week [11:38] you : fuck its just a party why are you getting mad about it ? [11:38] junhui : because [11:39] you : you’re a child [11:39] junhui : whatever [11:40] you : omg
You growned, dropping your phone on your side, your arm resting on your eyes. He didn’t respond, and it was for the best, when Jun was drunk, he could either be super whiny for nothing, or super angry for nothing, and you would rather stop talking to him for the night than have a conversation with an angry stubborn guy.
The summer night was growing hotter, your shirt starting to stick to your body. Tugging at it to let some air hit your skin, you thought for a moment that Jun finally gave up, maybe finding someone to drive him home.
[11:55] junhui : im in the bathroom [11:57] you : k [11:57] junhui : i have a boner [11:58] you : dID I ASK
You couldn’t help but roll your eyes, drunk Jun could be either way super whiny, super angry or super horny, yeah you forgot about that. See, another thing in your friendship was how comfortable both of you were when it came to sex. Junhui was already super comfortable talking about it, and so, you grew more and more confident talking about it with him. That was one of the few things you were grateful for.
[11:59] you : go get some girl to grind on i’m studying
You lied, hoping and praying god that you couldn’t have to deal with a drunk and horny Junhui. A few moments passed, and again, you thought that he was out of the bathroom dancing on some girl, because you knew that a lot of them were willing to do it. It wasn’t news that Junhui was pretty popular, his delicate features and sweet voice were enough for a lot of girls, but he also had amazing hands, and those thighs, god, the result of years of dancing. In addition to all of this, the way his hips moved was sinful. You remember seeing him dancing to one the songs he made with his friends, his hips moving slowly, his hand resting on his thigh, so close to his crotch.
Yeah, these were one of these days where you asked yourself, how the fuck do I even contain myself.
After moving his hips, you remember his eyes finding yours before he started body rolling, his shoulders broad, toned stomach moving. And it wasn’t all, the choregraphy continued again until his hands made contact with the floor, supporting himself as he fucking grinded on the floor, powerful thrusts over the floor, and you cursed under your breath.
You couldn’t admit it to yourself, but you couldn’t stop thinking about how his body moved, and you blamed it on sexual frustration, yeah that was it.
But more and more, your breath strated inching everytime he got closer, or when his hands got too adventurous, because he also wasn’t helping it. But soon, you convinced yourself that you couldn’t think about your best friend in such ways, it was weird. You were making it weird at least.
[00:05] junhui : sent a video
Your thoughts got cut by the sound of your phone, your hand grabbing it before tracing your password, and your fucking mind went blank.
Your eyes stayed glued to your screen, blinking a few times, before checking again the name of the contact, yeah that was Jun. Your troath was dry, and you tried to swallow the built of saliva.
The thumbnail was enough to leave you breathless, and even more sweaty.
Fuck, what was that for ?
You unconsciously licked your lips, your eyes fixed on the image.
Jun’s was sitting in what looked like a bathroom, his black jeans tugged to the middle of his muscular thighs, his black shirt riding up, revealing a parcel of his skin. His hand was wrapped around his cock, tip already red, several rings hugging his fingers. You couldn’t see his face, the image cut to his sweaty neck, but you could understand that his head was thrown back.
You cursed under your breath, a shaky finger pressing on the message, the image filling your screen before starting. And it started right away, the boy’s hand slowly pumping up and down, his thumb stopping to collect the drop of precum. Touching his sensitive head, you heard a hiss, your mouth falling agape, waiting for more, and it stopped.
Your eyes widen, still locked on the screen, before catching the small three dots on your phone.
[00:06] junhui : fuck, im so hard [00:06] junhui : help me
You looked up from your screen, as if someone would suddently appear at the end of your bed to help you in this situation. Your heart was pounding, what the fuck were you supposed to do ? He sent it like it was the most normal thing to do.
And fuck, you wanted to run away from your phone and hide, but on the other hand, your eyes were still glued to the small picture, your mind replaying the faint hiss.
[00:07] junhui : y/n [00:08] you : you can’t send things like that omg [00:08] junhui : omfg its okay youre my best friend [00:08] junhui : just help me [00:08] junhui : please
“Best friends”, was that a common thing to send nudes to your best friend ? You took a deep breath, before typing again, what the fuck were you getting yourself into.
[00:09] you : what the fuck do you want me to do [00:09] you : you have a fucking boner its not my fault youre a horny fuck [00:10] junhui : sent a vocal
You rolled your eyes, taking your headphones before playing the audio, and your heart sank. It started with a clear, deep moan, you could hear that he was trying to stay quiet, before muffling it, the sound of his hand moving in the background was faint, and he started talking. God, his voice was raspy, low, breathless, “What do you mean it’s not your fault ? I have a fucking boner because of you, fuck- That dress looked so good on you.”
Your breath grew uneven, catching your lip between your teeth. A breathy moan fell from his lips, probably picturing you in the dress you were wearing earlier, “And fuck- d-did you really have to start taking it off in front of me ?” You couldn’t help but smile as you remembered taking the straps off in front of him, letting him see a bit of your bra, but you couldn’t imagine that it had such and effect on him.
“God, please, send something, a picture, anything, I don’t care.”, he moaned, before ending the audio. You eyes widen, a picture ? Fuck, you wanted to continue whatever was going on, feeling the familiar discomfort between your legs but you really didn’t know how to take it.
Eventually, you moved your phone, stretching your arm above your head, opening the camera. Your moved to lay on your back, bending your knee up as your other hand tugged your shirt upwards, enough to show the right of your bra and your panties.
It was the exact same bra that Jun saw as you took your dress off earlier, the lacy black bra un panties hugging your body. You quickly took the picture, cutting it after your lips, your lower lip rosy after biting it, and you sent it.
[00:14] you : sent a picture
Biting your lip, you waited for his responce.
[00:15] junhui : fuck, you look so good [00:16] junhui : sent a video
And this time, you didn’t hesitate to open the video, your breath stopping. Fuck, if he was touching himself while looking at a picture of you, you could to that too, right ? Your hand traveled down your stomach, letting your finger press on your clit, a gasp leaving your lips. Keeping your eyes open, you watched as the video opened on your phone, Jun’s hand moving faster this time, and holy shit, he looked so big. His tip was red, a groan coming from his chest as he moved the phone and,
“Oh my god.”, you cursed under your breath as you took your panties off, your digit spreading your wetness. You gasped as Jun moved the phone so you were able to fully see his hand pumping his cock and his face, and god, he look amazing.
His lower lip between his teeth, looking straight at his camera through the locks of his back hair. His mouth suddently fell open with a silent moan as his head fell backwards, letting you see his Adam’s Apple bobbing and the video ended.
Fuck, you were keeping those videos, for scientific reasons.
[00:18] junhui : are you touching yourself ?
Your finger started rubbing your clit, trying your best to reply, but you didn’t even know how, so you took another picture. Quickly opening the camera, you took another one in the same position, your hand clearly visible in the shot.
[00:18] you : sent a picture [00:19] junhui : i knew it [00:19] junhui : fuck, i wish you were here
And then, out of nowhere, your phone rang.
You didn’t hesitate long before you accepted the call, placing your phone on your pillow beside your head.
“Y/N.”, he breathed as your finger started to work faster.
“Jun.”, you wanted your voice to be as quiet as his, but it came out in a moan.
“Fuck, why did you have to stay home.”, he gasped, breathless.
“Why did you have to go to this party.”, you replied.
“Whatever, be fucking prepared when I come home.”, a broken moan fell from his lips as you cursed under your breath, your imagination running wild. You allowed a finger to enter your heat, your digit easily sliding in. You moaned, your other hand gripping your sheet.
“God, I couldn’t stop thinking about you in that dress.”, the sound of skin clapping grew quicker as he continued, “I wish I could feel your lips around me.”, he gasped, before continuing, “You’re going to let me fuck your mouth when I come home, won’t you ?”
You moaned, his words hitting your core, but he wasn’t having it, his cocky self coming back. “Words.”
You opened your mouth, breathing heavely before answering, “Yes.”
“Yeah.”, and he laughed out of pleasure, the sound ringing in your ears, adding another finger.
“I’ll make you feel so good.”, he purred, a long moan tumbling from his lips. “You’re touching yourself, right babygirl ? Fuck yourself with your fingers, curl them, imagine my fingers instand of yours.”, he rasped, clearly reaching his climax as he was finding it hard to talk.
And you did, curling your fingers and moving faster, picturing your best friend between your legs, your hips bucking against your hand. Your moans grew higher, more and more frequent as you moved your hips.
“Are you gonna cum ?”, he asked, breathless, groaning as he tried to wait for you.
“Jun.”, you moaned, unable to give him an answer, feeling the knot in your stomach ready to explode.
“God, I can’t wait to be inside you.”, he cooed, a broken moan filling your ears. “Come for me.”
And that’s all you needed, moaned, your back arching, a clear layer of sweat near your collarbones. Collapsing, you tried to catch your breath, closing your eyes, trying to focus on what was going on on the other side.
A series of curse words mixed with your name tumbled from his lips, before he came on a long moan, gasping every now and then.
“Fuck, fuck.”, he cursed, trying to process everything, before letting a long sigh.
Both of you stayed silent for a moment, before Jun moved the phone, before speaking in a breathless voice.