It was just an average school day, you're sat in class and Chanyeol comes over to you. He places a hand on your thigh, which startled you. You gasped. He tightened his grip on your thigh for you to quieten down and not draw attention. "Open your hand," he said. You did so. He places a folded up piece of paper into your hand, then got up and left back to his seat. You opened it up to see what he's given you.
It read; "meet me at the gates after school. There's something I would like to discuss. ~pcy x" you look up to find Chanyeol staring at you, intensely. It was as if he wanted to just push you up against the wall and get his hands all over you. It sent shivers up your spine. You shook it off and went back to writing notes in your notebook. You wondered why he would bother you. You weren't popular, and you were definitely not his type.
You didn't really have a lot of friends, but it was good. You didn't have to have anyone betray you, and your circle was small, and by small, you mean of about 3 people, including yourself. What confused you most was, Chanyeol had never spoken or interacted with you, other than this one time when he turned around to you in physics asking for help.
Everyone knew you were a bit of a nerd when it came to school. You may have hated school as much as you hated everyone in it, but you just loved to learn new things, and what was even better was that you were a fast learner. But anyway, back to the point. You tilt your head, thinking, as you continue writing.
The bell soon rang, and so you collected your stuff up and headed off to your last lesson; art. Jinjoo wasn't in this lesson but luckily your other best friend, Jimin was. And the other best part, you sat across from your crush. You'd kept your eyes on him for years. You'd get into a few relationships, but they didn't last long.
You either lost interest in each other or they did something to hurt your feelings. For example, your ex-boyfriend, Jisung. It was a good relationship, but everything was forced. You hated it, and you just didn't have a voice to speak up and tell him how you felt about how he hurt you. The feeling of his presence still makes you anxious. Just remembering how it felt, and how he hurt you.
"Y/N~" Jimin called out, running over to sit by you. "I haven't seen you since the third lesson!" She whined. "Hey Jaesung" you greeted. He simply waved before sitting down in front of you and Jimin. Jimin leaned over to you, "You need to stop chasing after him, he's not worth it" she whispered. "I know, but I just.. I really like him, and no other boy makes my heart flutter like he does." you smiled at her.
The lesson went by pretty fast, all you did that lesson was stare at the beauty in front of you. Oh how much you adored him, and although to him you literally didn't exist. To you.. he meant the world. The most annoying thing about liking Jaesung was that he would never like you back, and you tried to stop liking him and find someone else, but your heart just wasn't ready to move on. No one picked you off your feet like he did.
The bell rang, signaling the end of school. You grabbed your stuff from your locker and headed out to the gates as told by Chanyeol. Why you were listening to him, you had no idea, but you were curious and wanted to see what he wanted. You stood patiently by the gates and awaited Chanyeol's arrival. "Y/N" a deep, raspy voice spoke. You turned around to see a tall, handsome boy who goes by the name of Chanyeol, standing before you.
You felt a sudden pain in your chest when he stood freakishly close to you. You looked into his eyes, his hungry eyes. You'd never noticed before but Chanyeol liked to wear blue contact lenses. You took a step back. "I need to talk to you, but there isn't private enough." He grabbed your wrist pulling you along, around the back of the building where he knew no one would be. He pulled your wrist, swinging you around in front of him. He placed one arm on the wall behind you as he leaned his face closer to yours.
You were once again startled by his sudden movement. You hesitated for a second before going to move out of the spot he'd placed you in, but he stopped you, placing his other arm on the wall, blocking you from moving. You turned around to look up at the tall boy. A smirk appeared on his face. "Chanyeol, can I please leave?" you asked, anxiety creeping into your tone. "But I need to talk to you" he replied. "Not like this," you added, pushing his body away from you.
He was so close you could literally feel him breathing on your neck when you turned away, and when you turned to look at him, your noses were pretty much touching. "I feel uncomfortable, Chanyeol. Can't you just talk to me like this? I won't leave, just hurry up. I need to be home soon." you rushed him. "Okay. Well, this may make me sound like a complete dick, but basically I'm attracted to you and I want to be friends with benefits." he blurted out. "Chanyeol, we're not even friends for one, and also, I'm not a whore." you sassed. You didn't want to be thought of like that, and it made you uncomfortable talking about these types of subjects.
"Y/N, hear me out. I've had my eyes on you for months now, and I notice everything you do. I don't want you to feel like that, and I want you to understand that you make my heart race like no one has ever done before. We don't have to date, and we can keep it secret, but please just give me a chance. I need a taste." he said. "What do you mean 'a taste'?" you raised a brow. "Do you even know anything?" he questioned.
"Anything as in..?" you tilted your head, pouting. He breathed in heavily. "Don't do that." he demanded. "Do what?" you question, confused as to what he meant. "That!" he yelled, stepping back, running his hands through his hair. "Or I'll have to kiss you!" he continued. Standing back in front of you. "Chanyeol, you can't just kiss me whenever you like. There's no consent, and I'm not giving myself out to anyone either... I'm kind of saving myself for someone special." you stated, looking down at the floor.
"Y/N, can you at least give me a chance?" Chanyeol pleaded. "Why! Why do you want me?" you raised your voice, getting frustrated at him. He didn't answer, instead, he pressed his body up against yours, melting his lips with yours. You didn't know how to react, so you just pushed him off you, and storming off.
You couldn't say you didn't like it because you'd be lying to yourself. The way his soft lips melted perfectly with yours. The way his body felt against yours. And his warm touch when he placed his hands on you. You touched your lips, you could still feel his touch on your lips. You rushed off home, clenching your heart. "Ah! Why did he do that! Who does he think he is! Yah! I can't believe him!" you spoke to yourself, stomping upstairs to your room.
You shook your head, sitting down on your bed. You ran your fingers through your hair, frustrated and confused at the situation you'd just been put in. You sighed. You got out your phone, texting your group chat.
Y/N: "I have a question."
Jinjoo: "Ask away."
Y/N: "Do either of you have Chanyeol's number?"
Jimin: "Yes, and why?"
Y/N: "Can I have it please?"
Jinjoo: "If you tell us why."
Y/N: "I have a question to ask him about music."
Jimin: "But you're good at music. Why would you ask him. And also, why aren't you asking us."
Jinjoo: "Yeah, what she said."
Y/N: "Neither of you are in music, you dumbass'."
Jinjoo: "Oh, right. Yes. Okay, here you go. I'll send it over."
Y/N: "I love you~"
Jimin: "We love you too~"
Jinjoo sent Chanyeol's number over, so you saved it as a contact. You sat for a few minutes deciding whether to call or text. And what better idea to call. You dialed his number and waited for him to answer. He picked up really quickly, and maybe a little too quick to allow you to think what you were going to say. "Hello?" he answered. "Uh, hi? This is Chanyeol, right?" you asked. "It is. Who is this?" he asked back. "It's, uh- It's Y/N." you replied, instantly regretting calling him. "Oh, hey. What's up? Do you need something?" he questioned.
"Well, actually, yes. I do. Can you come over?" you said. "Uh, sure? Like right now?" he asked. "As soon as you can, please," you replied. "Okay, I'll be over soon. Send your address," he said, before hanging up. All that ran through your mind was "fuck. fuck. fuck. fuck. fuck. fuck." You sent your address and waited impatiently for him to arrive. You got up to answer the door when you heard the knock you'd been waiting to hear. Your mum wasn't home since she works nights at the hospital, so you had the house to yourself.
You opened the door to be greeted by Chanyeol. You didn't speak, you just gestured him inside. You walked upstairs, hoping for him to follow you but he just stood at the bottom of the stairs looking at you. Looking at you a way no one has ever looked at you. "Chanyeol?" you softly called out his name. He followed you upstairs and into your bedroom. He looked around at his surroundings, landing his eyes on you. "Sit" you demanded. He sat down on your bed, while you just stood in front of him. "I have a story, and I have 2 rules. Which do you want to hear first?"
"The rules," he answered, simply. "Rule number 1; If I get uncomfortable, we stop. Rule number 2; This stays a secret," you said. He nodded. You sat down next to him, his eyes hadn't left you for a good 5 minutes. "A while ago, I dated someone. They disrespected my privacy, and now I struggle with anxiety, relationships and myself." You stood up, walking over to your window. You started to tear up. You'd never spoke about your past with anyone other than Jinjoo and Jimin, and they were the only people who knew, and it'd been 2 years since you last spoke about it.
"For now, that's all you need to know. If you have questions, ask away." You felt a pair of arms wrap around you tightly. You shut your eyes. You felt safe in his arms. Chanyeol buried his head into the crook of your neck. "I will protect you. No matter what." he said. You trembled under his touch, feeling his breath on your neck, and his soft fingers trailing up from your waist. He placed a soft kiss on your neck, lacing more along your collarbone and jaw. Your knees felt weak. You breathed in heavily, feeling ever so lustful. You threw your head back, resting on his shoulder.
You bit down on your lip, concealing your urge. He turned you around to face him, looking into your eyes. "Are you ready?" he asked, reassuring. You nodded. He stood close to you. He slowly unbuttoned your shirt, one button at a time. You watched him as he did it. He pulled the shirt off your shoulders, and let it drop to the floor. You covered your body, feeling highly self-conscious. Chanyeol held onto your hands, "It's okay, you don't have to be afraid." he assured you, placing a hand on your cheek.
You lowered your hands to your side, fiddling your fingers. He held onto your hands. "Do you want to stop?" he asked. "No, no. It's okay." you gave him a reassuring smile. He slowly backed you up against your dressing table, lifting you up onto it. He leaned in, softly pressing his lips against yours. He released from the kiss, attacking your neck with rough, sloppy kisses. You tried to control yourself, but next thing you know, his name is slipping off of your tongue repeatedly.
"Chanyeol~" you moaned softly. You'd both gotten into the mood and there was nothing stopping you now. His fingers made his way to your bra clasp, where he unclasped it, letting it fall. His hands were intertwined with yours; they fit beautifully with each other as if they were meant to be. He continued motioning his delicate lips into your soft ones, portraying his hunger for you in a way you didn't know was possible. Chanyeol was the hungry wolf, and you were the helpless mouse captivated by his enrapturing allure.
He knocked all of the contents off the top of your dresser, to make sure you were comfortable. You weren't expecting this so, as a result, you stared at the floor in shock. Chanyeol let out a deep yet hearty laugh at your shocked state, before lifting your face up by your chin and whispering in your ear; " If something like that shocks you, wait until you see what I can do to you". He gave you his signature smirk as he came to face you, which made your heart melt completely into a pool of emotions.
Chanyeol made you feel things that you never even knew were possible. He teasingly removes his shirt, revealing his god-like, stone hard abs. You reach out to touch them, but he grabs your wrist and pins it to the wall behind you, making you sharply breathe inward. "Now, baby girl, I never said you could touch, did I?". Your breath shuddered as he uttered these words, making your stomach turn over and over.
He released your hand and carried on removing his shirt, so slowly, teasing you so much, to the point, you were practically begging for him. You needed him now. He made his way towards you once again, slowly yet surely, and addressed you with his deep gravelly voice. "Are you ready for me?" He growled through his teeth, gripping your thighs. "More ready than I've ever been before" you whispered to him.
He put his tongue in the corner of his mouth, making it slightly visible, before pulling your skirt slowly down as he went down with it. He never broke eye contact with you, and his steely blue eyes pierced you deeply as his soft blue hair flopped over his no longer visible eyes. He finally managed to pull your skirt off, and did the same with your underwear which, luckily enough for you, was a beautiful red lace material with black embroidery carefully sewn across the top.
He undressed himself, revealing what you were looking forward to. He came closer to you, placing his hands on your thighs, pulling your legs apart. He placed his tip at your entrance, pushing in. As his long member entered inside of you, you dug your nails into his back enduring the pleasure and the pain. His grip tightened on you thigh, as his thrusts became more powerful. You threw your head back in complete ecstasy, as he leaned his head onto your chest.
Yours and his fast breaths soon became in sync, as they echoed around your room, resonating your pure lust. Urging for more, you move in for a passionate kiss as he reciprocates that too. You were shaking uncontrollably as you could feel myself tipping over the edge. Heavy breathing and soulful moans filled the room. A swept over you, and you were in complete serendipity as he did his last thrusts before pulling out. You dropped your head to his shoulder and completely passed out after our exerting session.
Chanyeol's POV:
She is the best girl I have been with, hands down. She's so passionate about what she does, and beautiful too. She has a beautiful body, voice, face, and not to mention her moans. I don't like her though, I'm just sexually attracted to her. That's all. I decided to carry her to her bed because she had fallen asleep on me and I tucked her in before swiftly leaving. There was no use in sweet goodbyes, after all, she meant nothing to me. I got dressed before leaving her house and made my way home, thinking over what we could next. Or more importantly, where we could do it next. I had an idea, though...
A/N: Hello, and Welcome. This is the new account of @bangtanxlove. I hope you all enjoy this book, and do not worry, I will try my very best to recover my old account, but for now, this will have to do. I'm currently working on the next chapter and hopefully it will be out as soon as possible. After I finish this little book, I will be publishing a new book. So far, I am writing three books at once (hence why I haven't published anything in ages on my old account) but make sure to look out for the upcoming books. I'm super excited to publish these. Obviously the first book I've published is this Chanyeol x Reader Smut book, but I will also be publishing a book involving Luhan as the main character. And then the last book I'll be publishing will be a supernatural themed book based around EXO and Seventeen. So, make sure to look out for those. I will also be putting out a one shots book for fluff and smut, so make sure to comment ideas when it gets released. Thankyou~