Love Me (I Do) Chap. 6 [M]

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Title: Love Me (I Do)

Pairing: Kaisoo (Fem!Kyungsoo)

Genre: Genderbender, Romance, Smut, Fluff, Angst

Length: Series

Summary: Being in an unrequited love is something everyone has experienced in their life. Stealing glances from afar, smiling to yourself just because your crush glances back at you. Wanting to get into the seat next to them. Pouting when they don’t see you. Do Kyungsoo has experienced it all.



















 
Chapter 6



It becomes a small habit that the both of them couldn’t stop. Sneaking into the empty washroom located at the third floor where people don’t really enter. Stealing a few kisses and maybe a bit more.

Kyungsoo glances around as she skips towards the said washroom that has become the witness of every naughty thing they have done.

Jongin texts her that he is waiting there and that she should hurry because he is impatient, along with a wink emoticon at the end of it.

She knocks onto the door four times, following the code they have talked about before. Jongin unlocks the door and quickly pulls her inside, before locking it back.

“Hi,” Kyungsoo greets, smiling up at him.

Jongin grins, pushing the stray hair onto the back of her ear before leaning down to peck her lips.

“Hi.”

They laugh softly because everytime they do this, it’s like a test of their adrenaline and they feel excitement filling every pore in their body.

Jongin kisses her laughing lips to silence her and Kyungsoo replies the kiss back almost immediately. It takes no time for her to open her mouth as an unspoken invitation before Jongin’s tongue makes its way inside.

She hums softly, tangling her fingers in between his hair. Kyungsoo notices that she has been very brave lately, touching Jongin here and there and she realizes that every little touch she does spurs Jongin to no end.



Jongin grunts against her mouth, pushing her towards the wall and she bumps her head slightly yet she ignores the dull pain.

“Kyungsoo,” Jongin whispers, holding onto her waist and diving for a deeper kiss.

She starts to like wearing skirt by now because of the easy access of whenever they feel like doing it. Wearing skinny jeans is a big no, they have no time to peel the second-layer of skin of her legs and Jongin is an impatient man.

“Shit,” he grunts, pushing her blouse up her neck and watching her face contorted in pleasure as he grabs her huge boobs and massages them.

Jongin chuckles at her small whimpers, before unclasping the bra and immediately sucking onto her nipple. He could feel her nails claw at his clothed shoulder and it makes him wants to do more to her.

Kyungsoo is so beautiful and Jongin couldn’t stop touching her. She is just so perfect, and she is all his to see in this state. He pecks her gasping mouth, telling her to hold onto him and she nods her head, smiling ever so shyly. Jongin chuckles, dragging his zipper down and grabbing the condom from his pocket.

Let’s just say they are drowning in pleasure for the next one hour.



***



Sehun has known Kyungsoo ever since they were little. It all starts when he came into the kindergarten a bit late that day and his mother also forgot to put his lunch into his bag. Sehun cried in hunger.

Someone tapped him on his shoulder and he turned around, sniffling his snot before he finally realized there was a girl in front of him.

“Why are you crying?” She asked him, head tilted aside and braided black hair swung at the movement.

Sehun gulped down the bile in his throat before speaking, “I’m hungry. Mama forgot my lunch.”

The girl made a surprised face before she glanced here and there, as if she was thinking hard. She squeaked with a smile before grabbing him by his wrist and dragged her towards the tree beside the bench. The other kids were either playing the swings or drawing in the class.

“Here,” she pushed her lunch box towards him.

“Why?” Sehun asked, sniffling softly and his tears had stopped rolling by now.

“We can share!” She grinned widely at him.

Sehun sent her a stare as if asking ‘are you sure’ and when she nodded at him, Sehun reached for the kimbab and bit it down slowly.

“What’s your name?” She nudged his arm, munching onto her own kimbab.

“Sehun.”

“Kyungsoo.”

“Can we be friends, Kyungsoo?” Sehun asked her sincerely because he hadn’t had any friend until now and it was already the second week of school.

“Of course!” She laughed, side tooth missing and Sehun giggled at the sight because she was so cute.

And that was how Sehun found himself staring at his friend more often.



Kyungsoo has begun to enter his mind in random times. Sehun finds himself unable to shake the thought of his best friend out of his mind.

It’s always Kyungsoo here and Kyungsoo there.

It’s safe to say that Kyungsoo is his first love and Sehun wants nothing but to make her his Princess for real.

But Kyungsoo is slow; too innocent and too oblivious.

Which best friend would hug her when she feels cramps from her period and help her buy the pad in the market?

Which best friend would ditch a class just to get her homework left accidentally in his room?

No one. Except Oh Sehun.



Sehun couldn’t say how many times he has been jerking off to the image of his best friend. Oh come on, he is a healthy young man with sexual needs and you can’t blame him entirely, because Kyungsoo’s breasts are huge (for fuck’s sake) and she has the habit of hugging him tight and sometimes would squish his face on her chest.

It’s not Sehun’s fault, but Kyungsoo’s for being so adorable and kind and attractive and sexy.

Sehun has tried dating a few other girls but none has succeeded. Kyungsoo is the only thing remaining in his mind.

She has asked him a few times and Sehun starts to answer her question flatly.

“Why don’t you have a girlfriend, Sehunnie? You are handsome!”

“I wonder, too.”

Couldn’t she get it through her thick head that the one he wants is her?

Or maybe Sehun hasn’t shown any obvious way towards her? Well, that’s what he thinks. Maybe he is not obvious enough, not subtle enough.



They grow up together, with Baekhyun joining their little group on the third grade of middle school as a new student. They click almost immediately.

Chanyeol also joins their little group once in a while starting in the first grade of high school and Sehun envies him because Chanyeol ends up courting Baekhyun in less than a month. He is one brave man, two thumbs up for him.

But Sehun?

He is being a coward.

After years of pining after an innocent girl, he feels like he is being friend-zoned.



On the second grade of high school, Sehun transfers into the business school in Japan and let’s just say Kyungsoo is crying at the news.

“Don’t go, Sehunnie! How should I live without you?”

Yeah, he wonders, too. How should he live without Kyungsoo? Without her smile and laughter and her cute grins for the whole two years?

“I’ll be back before you know it, Princess.” Sehun has said to her, leaving a gentle kiss on her forehead, but she is still crying to even realize that subtle act of affection.



They talk almost everyday, if not for everyday then maybe three times a week, on the phone. Kyungsoo mutters how much she misses him and it seriously drives him crazy because he is missing her a lot like he is losing his mind.

Baekhyun would text him once in a while and they text around before suddenly Chanyeol’s text would come into his phone, containing: Stop texting my girlfriend, you prick!



And finally, he could come back.

Enrolling into the same university as his friends, Sehun asks for the help from Baekhyun to make a surprise for Kyungsoo. He easily waits at the front gate and when Kyungsoo sees him, the happiness in her eyes is something Sehun wants to keep. She jumps onto him, hugging him so tight and Sehun immediately forgets that they are in a public place.

And she forgets the condition of her huge breasts again.

They hang out for a week before suddenly; he could see the change of habit coming from Kyungsoo. He doesn’t really realize it at first but then he finds out that Kyungsoo always disappears at the small break between classes. Every single day.

He thinks of following her but doesn’t it make him a stalker for real?

It’s Kyungsoo’s privacy, he couldn’t just do that.



But his curiosity gets the best of him. He finds himself unable to sleep at nights, thinking what Kyungsoo is doing in between the breaks.

So on the next day, when Baekhyun is too busy sucking face with Chanyeol, Sehun keeps his eyes locked onto Kyungsoo and slowly watches her getting up from her seat.

She flies in between the crowd, slipping here and there and Sehun quickly stands up to follow her.

They come to the third floor and Sehun has to keep his distance, because Kyungsoo keeps looking back as if she was doing something forbidden.

She turns around the corner and all and Sehun almost runs after her, but when he skips, he bumps onto someone else and helps them picking their books. Apologizing repeatedly, Sehun stops in his track as he loses her trace.

So he fails.



The next few days, Kyungsoo is still doing the same and Sehun wants nothing other than asks her directly. But of course he can’t do that.

So instead, Sehun wants to follow her once again. Maybe he would get his answer today.



Kyungsoo rushes towards the same floor again, Sehun notes, and he sees her enters one washroom and Sehun almost rolls his eyes at his idiocy.

So Kyungsoo is just going to the washroom? Why would she being so discreet about it?

Wait.

She could be going to the washroom in the first or the second floor. Why would she go this far just to take a piss? Right?

Sehun blinks in confusion as he turns on his heels and begins walking back towards the way he comes. Walking slowly, Sehun tries to find a reason or two as to Kyungsoo’s strange way of thinking.

He doesn’t realize it but another five minutes pass and Sehun doesn’t really pay attention to the male walking past him with a wide smile on his face.



Sehun decides to try again and if this goes on too long, he will come to Kyungsoo and ask her about it.

He watches Kyungsoo enters the said washroom on the other day, and he waits for like, twenty, thirty minutes? What is she doing in there? Why would she take so long?

He stands behind the wall, perfectly hidden from anyone but just clearly perfect for him to see everything.

After like forty five minutes or more, Sehun hears the sound of the washroom door clicks open and comes out a male with a satisfied smile.



Sehun freezes.

As far as he remembers, no one enters the washroom beside Kyungsoo.

And is it possible for male washroom and female washroom to be mixed together?

Or is there any other reason?



Another five minutes pass as Sehun dwells in shock before the washroom door is opened again and comes out Kyungsoo with swollen lips and slightly disheveled hair. Her clothes look like they are being put on in rush and –



It can’t be…

Right?





***





Kyungsoo hums into Jongin’s mouth as soon as he has locked the door. She has lost count on how many times they have done this but she can’t stop feeling excited that Jongin is sneaking around just to have a private time with her. It makes her feels giddy.

“Soo, we only have ten minutes today,” Jongin whispers, licking her bottom lip before pecking her mouth again.

“What do you, ngh, want to do?” Kyungsoo asks him, clutching onto his arm.

Jongin grins against her jaw.

“Just let me touch you for today.”

Kyungsoo lets out a confused sound before gasping softly when Jongin slips his hand under her skirt and palms her damp panty.

Her ragged breathing hits his face before she mewls in surprise when Jongin has his hand down into her panty.

“A-Ah, ah, Jongin –”

His fingers trace over her damp folds as he watches her face contorted in pleasure, moreover when he runs his fingers over her clit.

Kyungsoo moans, grabbing his arm while panting harshly. She whines, feeling Jongin’s tongue traces her neck. Those long fingers stick inside her and she gasps, eyes teary and moans needy.

“Jongin, oh, o-oh, n-not too fast,” she whispers, feeling Jongin thrusting his fingers in and out of her in an increasing pace.

She hears him chuckles yet he ignores her, keeping his pace quick and she is a writhing mess against the wall. Seeing her like this makes Jongin wants to do other thing to her.

Pulling his hand away, he gets onto his knees and drags the panty down to her ankles. Kyungsoo stares questioningly at him, only to grip onto his shoulder when he begins to eat her out.

“Jongin! Nnnhh, ah! N-No d-don’t – ahnng!”

He holds tightly onto her thighs, sucking onto her swollen clit and lapping his tongue over her folds. Her legs are quivering from the intense pleasure and when she comes with a high-pitched whimper, Jongin gladly licks over her juice without leaving any.

She pants in between her whimpers and Jongin likes this image the most; when she looks so vulnerable all because of his touches. He pulls her panty up and wipes his mouth with his sleeve, before kissing her mouth again, softly this time.

“I’ll see you soon, bunny. I have to go now.” He whispers, hugging her to his chest and feels her nods her head.

After pecking her lips a few more times, Jongin walks out of the washroom, feeling giddy and happy.



He doesn’t realize someone is glaring at him; fists curled in anger.







Jongin walks out of his lecture, yawning widely while thinking about whatever it is in his freezer for him to eat. He is hungry and he wants nothing but to sleep in his bed or maybe he could meet Kyungsoo and have a quick lunch with her? Oh that sounds good –

There’s a tap on his shoulder and Jongin spins around with a questioning gaze, only to turn into a scowl when he finds out who it is.



“Can we talk, Kim?”



Tapping his foot on the ground impatiently after they have moved into a more secluded corner, Jongin waits for Oh fucking Sehun to speak. It’s so weird; they don’t know each other and Jongin only knows that he went to the same high school with him and that he is Kyungsoo’s friend.

Ha, he is being friend zoned!



“What do you want? I don’t have time.”

Oh Sehun glares at him with sharp eyes before stepping closer to him.

“What the fuck are you trying to do?” He spits, grabbing the front of Jongin’s shirt and shakes him impatiently.

Jongin sends him an unamused glare.

“And what the fuck are you talking about? Get your hand off of me!”

“I’m asking you what the fuck are you doing to Kyungsoo?!” Oh Sehun demands an answer.

Jongin blinks.

He knows.

Oh Sehun knows.

“Why the fuck do you care?”

“She is my best friend, you fucker!” Sehun shouts into his face. Jongin groans at him, giving him a cocky smirk.

“You are friend-zoned, eh? So sad.” He says.

Sehun doesn’t like the stare he is giving him and he ends up throwing a punch over his jaw. Jongin topples over the ground and grunts, glaring at him.

“What about you? Are you even her boyfriend? No!”



Jongin stills at the mention of it.

Right. He is not her boyfriend.



“No answer, Kim?” Sehun towers over him, grabbing onto his collar.

“Fuck you.” Jongin spits, shoving him away.

“Do you even like her? You are using her! I’m not going to forgive you!”

“Why do you care? It’s not like she likes you, fucker!” Jongin shouts back.

“I love her! I won’t let you do bad things to her! Stay away from her, Kim, or I’m going to kill you!” Sehun hisses in front of his face, pushing him away.



He loves her.

Oh Sehun loves her.



Then, Jongin? What do you feel for her?

You like her?

You love her?

You just love her body?

You just love the sex?



No, no, no, no.

I don’t like her.

I don’t love her!

I’m only in just for the sex!

She is no one for me!



Jongin debates with his inner voice, having a mental war while Sehun glares at him before leaving him alone to stand in his misery.



Love?

No. Bullshit.

Jongin doesn’t love her.



Or does he?