lite smut, fluff
it was cold outside so, you had the heat booming and episodes of your favorite tv show rolling. your little sister, yenan cuddled up by your side with the hugest grin on her face.
“is he here?! is that him!?” she jumped up in excitement at the sound of a car door.
you shrugged. “it could be him, im not sure.”
sometimes, you thought that your little sister was more in love with dean than you were. she’s basically his #1 fangirl. she knows all of his songs which is super shocking since his songs are in korean and she only speaks english.
lucky for her, she’s been backstage at a few of his performances with you. it’s so cute when they see each other, she buries herself in his clothes, does a little handshake that they made up with him and then she’d sit on his lap and play with his hair until you got noticeably jealous.
you were definitely the jealous type when it came to dean. he was yours and only yours but sometimes, even your sister seemed to get in the way. it was whatever though.
“dean!” yenan screamed at the top of her lungs as she ran to open the knocking door.
“yenan-ah!” dean picked her up by her under arms and swung her around.
feeling a little jealous at how they acted towards each other, you cleared your throat. “hey dean.”
his eyes switched over to yours. ‘damn.’ he thought to himself. your eyes were intimidating him. he knew he fucked up, giving all of his attention to yenan instead of you.
“hey jagiya.” he sat down beside you, pecked your lips and pulled you into a quick hug.
immediately, you recognized that smell that you loved. his cologne was titled ‘bad boy’ but it smelled sweet and innocent, kind of like candy. that was the smell you craved. you craved it so much and at the moment, you couldn’t do anything about it.
“did you miss me?” he nudged you.
“i missed you dean!” you rolled your eyes at your attention seeking little sister.
“shut up yenan.” you pulled her scrunchie out of her hair, causing her curls to fall all over her face.
“yah y/n why you do that?!” she ran away, probably to her room to fix her hair.
“somebody’s jealous.” dean teased you.
you rolled your eyes and masked your smile. he was right, you were jealous. as soon as he came through your door, he was supposed to be all over you, not yenan. it was time to play a little hard to get.
“yupp.” you said as plain as you could.
“yahh don’t act like that. what did i do?” he asked.
you shifted to your side and focused back on the television. you squeezed in a few fake laughs as the minutes past until he realized what you were doing.
“dean! i’m leaving, mommies here bye!” yenan came running back into the living room with her backpack on and stuffed animal in her arms.
“bye my caramel princess. and tell eomma i said hey.” he kissed the top of her head and let her go after saying her goodbyes to you.
as soon as the door shut and the two of you were alone, dean got closer to you and whispered in your ear, “what’s up with you?”.
you bit down on your lip hoping that he didn’t hear the slight moan that escaped your lips. but, he did. you hated when he could control you. when he would make you moan, it meant that you were basically under his control. he knew that most things he did could turn you on. like, just the sound of his voice, his presence or his soft touch.
“nothing.” you responded.
“oh, really? so why didn’t you talk to me for ten fucking minutes?” he placed his index finger on your chin and turned your face to face his.
“because, i was jealous.” you spat out.
he smirked, looked down and back at you. that look fucking killed. every single inch of his face was carved perfectly. his eyebrows gave a mischievous look to his face along with his high cheekbones and tanned skin. he looked like a playboy.
“you were jealous of your nine year old sister? baby if attention is what you want i’ll give it to you.” he kissed your lips.
his lips fit perfectly with yours. although yours were a bit more thicker than his, it still felt satisfyingly equal.
“i want something else..” you decided to make the real first move.
you reached for his pants zipper bit he stopped you. confused as to why he did let you proceed, you looked at him. “what?”
“you wanna do it on the couch? or in bed?” he asked, not even caring about your answer since he most definitely wanted to do it in bed.
ignoring your answer, he picked you up in one swift and carried you to your bedroom. he leaned into you which made you fall backwards onto the bed.
as he left soft wet kisses on your neck, you ruffled his hair around with your fingers. you learned that that fueled him up. it made his performance ten times better than it could’ve been if you didn’t play around in his hair.
“hyuk..” you titled your head back. you were so busy thinking about how good he was that you didn’t realize that he had already peeled your underwear off.
sooner than later, your room filled up with a mix of moans and groans from both you and hyuk. sex with him was amazing. he was gentle but rough at the same time. he would tell you how beautiful your skin and hair is while pounding the shit out of you and you liked it. scratch that, you loved it.
“babygirl look at me while i fuck you.” he grunted as he held your leg up on his shoulder.
the amount of pleasure that you got from this position was unbearable, so instead of trying to escape it, you closed your eyes and bit down on your lip. he hated when you closed your eyes while he fucked you so he would anyways tell you to open them and look at him.
you fought everything that you had in you to keep them fixed on his, staring back at him through your thick lashes gave him such a drive.
“don’t ever ignore me again..” he ordered you.
“yes… i won’t ignore you” you sat up on your shoulders to watch him stroke into;out of you.
suddenly, he sped up his pace. most likely because he was near. realizing the stiffening in your legs, you too were near. “say my name y/n.”
“hyuk…hyuk…hyuk…hyuk..!” you moaned aloud.
he slowed down as his strokes became a sloppy mess. he fell on the side of you after you came together. you rolled over into his chest and kissed the chisel of his jaw.
“you’re not on the pill anymore are you? i haven’t…you know for awhile.” hyuk asked, getting rid of the comfortable silence.
you thought of the last time you even took the pill. you damn sure couldn’t remember. “ahh no.”
“i can’t believe im having a blasian kid.” he lightly chuckled.
your eyes widened out of shock at what your boyfriend had just said. hearing that made you the happiest girl on earth. this meant that, he wasn’t going to care about what his parents would think when he tells them the unconfirmed news. it meant that he wasn’t scared. it meant that you were possibly going to have your own little family with the man you loved.
“go get a test.” you sat up with the sheets thrown over your shoulders.
it had been a long time since you saw hyuk move as fast as he did to put on his clothes and head out the door. he was so excited that he forgot all about a shower.
what if you were pregnant? how would your mom react to it? she would probably think that you’re too young and that it’s too early to start having kids when you just graduated from college. the thought of her reaction made you feel a bit worried so you prayed that it would be a good one. that is, if you were pregnant.
you got out of bed and headed to the bathroom to shower.
“is it finished yet?” hyuk yelled from the living room.
you checked the clock on your phone and the five minutes that you had to wait were up. slowly, you turned the test over and indeed, you were pregnant.
trying to not be obvious at all, you covered the smile that formed on your lips with your resting bitch face. you walked into the living area and sat beside hyuk, handing him the test after telling him to close his eyes.
“okay, 1, 2, 3 open them.”
he quickly opened them and looked down at the small test in his hands. with just his mouth in the shape of an o, and his watery eyes, you could tell that this was indeed a very special moment for him.
“im gonna…be a…father.” he said in english.
you pecked his cheek and leaned into him. he wrapped his arms around you and lightly sobbed until he remembered that he was man and sucked it up.
“we should tell our parents.” he coughed to cover up the fact that he was just crying.
you giggled. “you’re really gonna pretend like you weren’t just crying?”
“baby i wasn’t, i’m a man.” he pouted.
“whatever you say hyuk.” you picked up your phone and dialed your mom’s number.
“hello?” she answered on the second ring.
“yea eomma, i have some news. are you listening?” you took in a deep breath.
dean noticed your nervous state, so he intertwined his fingers with yours to reassure that everything would be fine.
“yeah go ahead.” she responded.
“well, i’ve took a pregnancy test. and it says that im pregnant.” you smiled a little at the fact that you could say that now.
“you’re what?!” she sounded happy.
“i heard! wait until i tell yenan! i just can’t believe it my baby’s pregnant i gotta tell everyone child im-… where’s dean?” you didn’t know this, but she was jumping around in her place of work.
everyone’s eyes were on her with the thought, ‘what the hell’s gotten into her?’
“right here eomma!” he spoke into the phone.
“congratulations.. i’ve got to go.” she finally calmed down same caught her breath.
“ok mom we’ll talk later.” you hung up the phone and looked over at dean who was dialing his parents number.
“hello eomma? is appa there with you? i have important news.” he softly spoke into the phone.
he put it on speaker, so that you could hear. “yes he’s here, what is it?”
“y/n is pregnant.” he bit down on his lip, hoping for a good reaction.
“what? you’re not married to her hyuk! what if she’s using you for-”
“she’s not, i will marry her. i love her and she loves me. just because she’s foreign it doesn’t mean that she’s different. you have to trust me eomma.” his eyes shifted over to you, he was shocked that you kept a smile on your face.
“i see..” she sighed.
“we’ll support you hyuk. we’ll support the both of you and congratulations to you and y/n. i can’t wait to see my grandchild.” his father spoke into the phone with his soothing and reassuring voice.
“thanks appa. we’ll talk later.” hyuk hung up the phone and tossed it to the side.
“you good?” he asked you, lightly tugging on one of your curls.
you nodded. his mother liked you, and you could see where she was coming from. that was her culture so you couldn’t really be upset with it. hopefully, she’ll be more accepting of the fact that you’re going to be carrying her son’s child. hopefully.
“i put a baby in you..” he poked your stomach. “that’s so sexy.”
you giggled at his stupidness and straddled him, unexpectedly. “promise me we’ll be alright.”
“y/n i promise you we’ll be alright. fuck what a hater gotta say. you’re mine and i’m yours. we’re together until the end.”
lite smut cause, i didn’t want to go into detail with that stuff yet. i hope that you still like it.
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