#yangyang x reader

A/N: Why everytime I post something it disappears from the tags a few hours later? ugh-

“Leave me alone, Yangyang.” You snapped, ignoring his supplications as you walked past him.

“Y/n, please listen to me.” He begged you, grabbing your forearm to stop you in your tracks and didn’t say anything when you immediately pulled out of his grip. It was clear that you resented him. Seeing him kissing your worst enemy at a party had the effect of a dagger in the back, you had felt betrayed and he himself understood how you felt. He fucked up this time and he knew it.

“I’m so sorry, please forgive me. It wasn’t intended. I was drunk and it wasn’t until after kissing her that I realized my mistake.” He confessed, looking down in shame, feeling bad for hurting you like that. You stared at him for a few seconds, feeling yourself relax slightly by seeing him this way. He had been your best friend since childhood and you knew that when he was making this expression, it clearly meant that he was really sorry for what he did.

“Give me a good reason why I should believe and forgive you.” You said slightly curtly. You knew his apology was sincere, but you just wanted to know if he could come out with something better than a simple apology.

At your words, he slowly looked up before immediately looked away when he met your insistent eyes. You frowned in confusion when he blushed slightly and opened his mouth for only stammer out a few words. Suddenly his attitude had changed, which put you in total incomprehension again.

“The r-reason why is..” He took a deep breath slowly, wanting to give himself some semblance of courage. “I love you.” Your eyes widened, also feeling the blush take place on your face.

“Stop saying bullshit.” You almost screamed at him. Your best friend who admits loving you after kissing the girl you hated the most? What an irony.

“Why would I say bullshit?” He frowned slightly and before you could answer him, he continued.

“If you think I’m making this up just to ‘redeem’ myself, you imagine things.” He walked over to you, his previous nervousness having completely disappeared from his facial expression. “I really love you Y/n, I swear. I’ve been in love with you since we started high school.”

“So why have you-” You tried to add, but immediately shut your mouth as he leaned in on you, leaving even less space between the two of you and that only increased your nervousness.

“I told you; I was completely drunk.” He looked down at you, scratching the back of his neck lightly, before looking away from you. “On top of that, seeing you flirt with this guy… I.. It pissed me off so fucking much, in addition that I didn’t have any chance with you, it just-”

“Who said you didn’t have a chance with me?” You cut him off, your sentence surprised him, making him widen his eyes.

“I.. No one, but-” He stuttered, before he was cut off once again, but this time by your lips on his. He was taken aback at first, but was quick to respond to your kiss. At first, the kiss was passionate, it reflected how he had dreamed of kissing you all years, but you were the one who gave a sensual twist to the movement of your lips against each other.

You wrapped your arms around his neck and he wrapped his around your hips, his hands gently caressing your back. The closeness to your bodies no longer existed and you almost forgot you were in the middle of your school hallway. Lucky it was the middle of the day, meaning the hallways were completely empty.

The weight that Yangyang felt inside of him from the moment he realized he had feelings for you, was gone, leaving room for more butterflies than before in his stomach. You softly chuckled as you began to feel his growing bulge pressing against your lower body.

“What? Why are you laughing?” He asked, moving his kisses to your jaw, then down to your neck, which he gently bit and licked.

“Well, I can feel you getting hard when we’re just kissing.” You smirked, but was interrupted when he bit a certain spot on your neck, causing you to let out a broken little moan.

“Found it.” He whispered proudly to himself, before attacking that specific spot again, knowing now that this is one of your sweetest weaknesses.

“And can you even blame me? I’m literally making out with the girl I’ve been fantasizing on the most for years now. Obviously I’ll get turned on the slightest.” He said, straightening up to face you. He gave you a malicious smirk, before suddenly gripping your ass firmly in his hands, making you gasp again.

“So cute.” He said, his teasing smirk widening as you rolled your eyes, annoyance taking place in your head.

“Stop teasing me. You know you’re starting to make me regret-” You were cut off by the sound of heels slamming on the floor echoing in the hallway. You have had time to separate when a professor appeared in the entry section of the hallway, her gaze focusing directly on you two.

“What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be in class?” She looked at both of you up and down, before arching an eyebrow, waiting for an answer.

“Yes ma'am. We just ran into each other and I took the opportunity to ask her a quick question.” Yangyang quickly explained.

Turning around and getting ready to leave, he didn’t forget to lean towards your ear, his words causing your dirty imagination to go wild and an exciting heat to form between your legs.

“My house. 7 p.m.”

You watched him heading back to his class with your mouth slightly open, but you quickly pulled yourself together, realizing that the teacher who caught you was still waiting for you to go back to class toi, arms crossed against her chest and a even more frown stretching her face.

But you stopped halfway towards your lesson when you felt your phone vibrating in your pocket.

Yangyang: By the way, don’t forget to hide the hickie on your neck. You wouldn’t want others to see it, would you?

I fucking hate him. You thought.