Thread by @kezin14334

Ah #joongdok nsfw brain vomit..

Popular guy YJH! And secretly obsessive quiet nerd KDJ!

Ehe enjoy~

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Kim dokja gazes at Yoo joonghyuk, hiding it behind his book.

'𝘏𝘢...𝘏𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘰...' Dokja shivers, feeling the heat.

From the start of the school year, as soon as he stepped into the classroom and gazed at Yoo joonghyuk's direction, he felt his breath was taken away.

Thus began his secret obsession with the school’s popular and widely desired boy.

If only he wasn't so quiet and weird...

Maybe he could actually be part of the norm, even be Yoo joonghyuk's friend if he was daring and confident enough. Oh that would be a dream indeed.

But for now, he's content with stalking Yoo joonghyuk, watching his every move as his personal fan.

He'll continue doing that.

Even when they're inevitably separated by fate, for they were two very different people from two different worlds.

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Then why was he bent over Yoo joonghyuk's desk, panting and crying?

He was supposed to be under the radar. Never seen with Yoo joonghyuk ever.

But now, as Yoo joonghyuk thrusts into him, he couldn't care. He let himself go, falling deeper into the grasps of Yoo joonghyuk's spiral.

"𝘑𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘩𝘺𝘶𝘬,𝘑𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘩𝘺𝘶𝘬,𝘑𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘩𝘺𝘶𝘬!" Dokja cries out, painfully lost.

"𝘏𝘢𝘩..." Yoo joonghyuk smiles, dazed.

Joonghyuk thrusts in faster, hitting Dokja's prostate each time.

Fuck if he had known Kim dokja was this delectable and tight, he would've acted sooner.

Since the start of the year, he's felt eyes on him every corner he turned. A presence lingering everywhere he went.

Be it in school, the street he walks to get home, or anywhere really.

Initially, he found it disturbing, but after quite some time, he felt comfortable around it. It didn't crowd around him like the others, didn't cling to him annoyingly or bother him at all.

It was just there, silently watching him.

But when he couldn't feel that presence anymore, he felt panicked.

He desperately needed it. He needed to know who was it that gave him the feeling of freedom, a space to breathe.

And that person, he noticed, was Kim dokja.

Kim dokja, a boy with no presence at all, seemingly ignored and shunned out by the school’s population.

But why?

Yoo joonghyuk couldn't see why did no one ever noticed Kim dokja.

He was beautiful. Absolutely adorable and stunning.

Above all, Kim dokja gave him freedom.

Something no one ever did.

He felt trapped every single day, always being seen by others as an object.

But with Kim dokja, he felt like a real person. Kim dokja's secret obsession with him only proved at Dokja looked at him as a real thing, a human, not an object.

And fuck he loves that feeling.

So when Kim dokja came back with a new hair cut that showed his star filled eyes, he broke.

That day, Yoo Joonghyuk was more open to take photos and even asked others to send it to him.

Only when Kim dokja was near though.

He printed the photos out, cut everyone's faces away except for him and Dokja, pinned all of the photos to a wall, dedicated to Kim dokja.

Similarly, Kim dokja had a wall of him too, and that made him shiver in delight.

Yoo joonghyuk flips their position around, face to face.

Kim dokja looked out of this world.

Yoo joonghyuk felt himself get harder at the thought that he was the one who could make Kim dokja like this.

"𝘋𝘰𝘬𝘫𝘢, 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘤𝘶𝘵𝘦~" Yoo joonghyuk huffs, adoration in his eyes as he looked at the person he loved so much.

"𝘏𝘪𝘤...𝘑𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘩𝘺𝘶𝘬-𝘢𝘢𝘢𝘩- 𝘩𝘢𝘩~ ♡" Kim dokja mewls out, sobbing at how his hole was being stretched, feeling so full of Yoo joonghyuk's fucking dick.

"𝘍𝘶𝘤𝘬, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦, 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶." Joonghyuk nips at Dokja's unmarked neck.

"𝘔𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘶𝘪𝘯, 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦." He bites down, drawing blood, eliciting a moan from Dokja.

His heart swelled at the sound, wanting to earn more.

"𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘒𝘪𝘮 𝘥𝘰𝘬𝘫𝘢."

𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘰.

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