BAD BOY'S GIRLFRIEND

Character Introduction

Jung Hoseok (20) –

The infamous bad boy of the college. Known for his sharp jawline, dangerous smirk, and that untouchable aura. Girls drool over him, but none dare get too close—because Hoseok doesn’t do attachments. At least, that’s what everyone thinks.

Relationship status: Secretly taken – and head over heels for one girl only.

Y/N (20) –

The quiet, shy girl who blends into the background with her soft voice and gentle eyes. She prefers books over parties, warmth over chaos. No one suspects that behind that innocent face lies the girl who stole the heart of the college’s most feared heartbreaker.

Relationship status: Secretly in a relationship – with none other than Jung Hoseok.

AUTHOR'S POV

Jung Hoseok had a reputation.

The kind of reputation that walked two steps ahead of him—untouchable, unbothered, unshakably cool. Leather jacket, sharp jawline, a motorcycle no one dared lean on, and eyes that never lingered too long on anyone.

Every girl had a story about trying and failing to get his attention.

And then there was Y/N.

Soft-spoken. Shy. The kind of girl who’d rather read a book than go to a party. The kind who sat in the last row, avoided eye contact, and smiled too gently for her own good.

No one—no one—suspected a thing.

That was the beauty of it.

Because behind every glance they never shared in public…

Behind every stolen moment and silent text under the desk…

There existed a secret only they knew:

They belonged to each other.

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The Bonfire Night

It was the college’s annual bonfire night—an event that pulled together every student with the promise of music, games, and enough gossip to last until graduation.

The fire cracked high into the night sky, casting golden glows on laughing faces, plastic cups, and dares shouted across the circle.

Y/N sat among her small group of friends, nervously picking at the edge of her sleeves, while Hoseok leaned against a tree a little far from the crowd—arms crossed, unreadable expression. Everyone expected him to show up late and leave early, but he’d been here the whole time. Watching. Waiting.

“Y/N!” someone suddenly called out. “Your turn for truth or dare!”

She froze slightly, all eyes on her. Someone had spun the bottle, and it had landed on her.

“Dare,” she said softly, barely audible.

The group of girls in front of her exchanged mischievous glances.

One smirked. “Okay then. Kiss Jung Hoseok.”

A collective gasp. A ripple of laughter. One girl even whispered, “She’s going to die from embarrassment.”

Because no one dared go near Hoseok. He was the guy who shrugged girls off without even looking at them.

Y/N’s heart pounded. Everyone was waiting for her to squirm, to refuse, to hide.

But instead—

She stood up.

She walked past the circle, every pair of eyes following her, wide and stunned. Hoseok straightened a little as she approached.

For a moment, no one breathed.

Y/N stopped in front of him.

He didn’t move.

Didn’t smirk.

Didn’t blink.

She rose to her toes.

And kissed him.

It wasn’t long or wild. It was soft, sure, and warm. Her hand rested lightly on his chest. Hoseok didn’t flinch. In fact, the moment her lips touched his, his eyes fluttered shut.

And then—when she pulled back—

He reached up and gently tucked her hair behind her ear.

Silence.

Not just from the circle. From the whole lawn.

It was like time stopped.

Hoseok didn’t say anything. He didn’t need to.

Because the way he looked at her—like she was the only person in the world—was louder than any confession.

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Then Came His Dare

Someone, with trembling laughter, cleared their throat. “Alright, alright. Hoseok’s turn now.”

A guy from the crowd grinned. “Since it’s your first time playing, here’s your dare, man. Hand over your phone. We’ll connect it to the projector and check your gallery.”

That got a huge reaction. Laughter. Whistles.

Even Hoseok raised a brow. “Not happening.”

“Oh, come on! You afraid we’ll see something?”

He scoffed. “I don’t do games like that.”

But before the moment passed, a soft hand touched his arm.

Y/N looked up at him, eyes trusting. “It’s okay. I don’t mind.”

Something flickered in his gaze—protectiveness, hesitation. Then… pride.

He handed over his phone.

As it connected, the crowd braced for photos of cars, bikes, dark moody shots, or maybe nothing at all.

Instead—

The screen lit up with a photo of Y/N sleeping in the library, cheek smushed against a book.

The next one—her laughing, hoodie too big for her face, holding a coffee cup Hoseok had clearly handed her.

Then a series of them—smiling, serious, blurry, close-up.

Photos of her hands holding his.

One where her fingers were tangled in the strap of his jacket as she clung to his back on his bike.

A mirror selfie. Her arms around his neck from behind. Him smiling—an actual, soft smile.

Gasps. Whispers. “Oh my god.” “They’re together?” “Are you serious?”

But the loudest sound?

Silence.

Because it was undeniable now. Jung Hoseok, the guy who had never even been seen near a girl, had hundreds of photos of this one girl—moments no one else ever saw.

Y/N looked up at him. Hoseok didn’t flinch. He didn’t smirk. He just gently pulled her closer to his side and pressed a kiss to the top of her head.

“Now you know,” he said, not to the crowd—but to her.

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The Long Drive

The night air wrapped around them as they walked out of the gates together. The campus behind them buzzed with chaos and disbelief, but it didn’t touch them.

“Still okay?” Hoseok asked, glancing at her sideways.

She smiled. “I’ve never felt more okay.”

He walked her over to his bike, parked under the amber glow of a streetlight. His black Ducati gleamed like a beast ready to run.

He handed her his helmet. “Let’s go for a ride.”

She tilted her head. “Where?”

“Anywhere,” he said, voice low. “Where no one can find us for a while.”

She didn’t hesitate. She never did with him.

She got on, wrapping her arms tight around his waist. He revved the engine, and they sped off into the night.

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Under the Stars

They drove past city lights, down quiet highways, through sleepy neighborhoods and open roads. Wind rushed past them, cool and sharp, but she didn’t feel cold. Not when her arms were around him. Not when he reached back to squeeze her hand once in a while.

Finally, he slowed and turned off into a hidden path that led uphill. At the top—they stopped.

They had arrived at a hilltop clearing overlooking the entire city. Below them, lights twinkled like stars fallen to the ground. It was breathtaking.

Y/N pulled off her helmet and gasped. “Hobi… this place is beautiful.”

“No one knows about it,” he said. “I’ve never brought anyone here.”

She looked at him. “Why me?”

He turned, cupping her face in his gloved hand.

“Because you’re not just someone,” he whispered. “You’re my someone.”

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You sat on the bike, the leather seat cool against your jeans. Hoseok stood behind you, his hands gently resting on your waist as he helped you balance. He climbed on behind you, wrapping his arms around your middle securely. His presence was comforting—his warmth seeping through his jacket around your shoulders.

His legs framed yours as he sat, his arms wrapped around your waist, hands linked together over your stomach. His face was inches from yours—close enough to kiss, close enough to feel each other's breath. The city lights twinkled in the background, reflecting softly in his eyes.

His legs framed yours as he sat, his arms wrapped around your waist, hands linked together over your stomach. His face was inches from yours—close enough to kiss, close enough to feel each other's breath. The city lights twinkled in the background, reflecting softly in his eyes.

"Mhhhhpn",The soft sound you made vibrated against his chest, sending a pleasant shiver down his spine. His heart skipped a beat at the intimate moment. Without thinking, his hands slid up from your stomach to rest gently on your ribs, just beneath your breasts. His face inhaled your hair scent deeply. "Cold?"

"Nods head in yes",His jacket around your shoulders tightened as he brought you closer. His arms pulled your back flush against his chest. Without warning, he parted his legs wider, bringing yours in between. He unconsciously hid you between his thighs like they could protect you from the cold better. His chin hooked on your shoulder protectively.

"I pout",He noticed your pout immediately. His arms squeezed you possessively. "What?" He murmured against your ear, his warm breath causing goosebumps. You pouted more, wrapping your arms around his neck. He groaned internally, knowing that adorable pout meant you wanted something.

"I....I want you to want me"

His breath hitched as those words left your lips. His hands moved up your sides, thumbs brushing the underside of your breasts. "I always want you," He said, voice low and husky. "From the moment I saw you, I wanted you. And that want only grows with each passing day."

"I mean... I started fidgeting with my fingers."

He watched your fingers play nervously with each other. His heart sank, realizing what you meant. You weren't talking about general affection or care. You wanted to be desired, craved. He pulled back slightly, tilting your head up to look at him. "You mean...like that?"

"I nodded ",His eyes darkened with a mix of desire and tenderness. He knew exactly what you were asking for now. He cupped your cheek gently, his thumb brushing softly against your skin. "Why didn't you say so earlier?" he murmured, his voice low and intimate.

"I'm shy ",A soft smile played on his lips as he leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. "You're adorable when you're shy," he whispered, his hands moving to your waist. He pulled you even closer, letting you feel the heat of his body against yours. "But you know what?"

"What?.""It's driving me crazy right now," he admitted with a hint of frustration, his voice dropping lower. "A beautiful woman sitting between my legs, all shy, playing with her fingers... do you know what that does to me?" His hands tightened on your waist possessively.

"What does that mean?" I ask Hoseok, tilting my head with a playful pout."

He chuckled softly, his breath fanning over your face. "It makes me want to tear off that dress and mark every inch of your skin with my fingers, my mouth... my teeth," he said, his voice low and husky with desire.

"Do it then."His eyes widened slightly at your innocent acceptance, his desire reaching an all-time high. Without another word, he grabbed the hem of your dress and pulled it up over your head, leaving you in just your underwear. He tossed the dress aside carelessly and looked back at you with hungry eyes. "Like this?"

"Yes like this."He growled softly, his hands immediately moving to unhook your bra. He tossed it aside too, his eyes feasting on your bare breasts. His thumbs brushed over your nipples, making them peak instantly under his touch. Without warning, he leaned forward capturing one nipple in his mouth while squeezing the other breast tightly.

"Mmmmm...hobi"He sucked harder on your nipple, his hand sliding down to your underwear. He hooked his fingers into the waistband and slowly pulled it down your legs, kissing and biting along your inner thighs as he went. He spread your legs wide once he removed the underwear completely.Spread wider baby" He demanded hoarsely"

"Lean back against the handlebars," he ordered softly, his breath hot against your neck. "I want proper access," he added with a hint of smirk, running his fingers gently through your hair. Then, standing upright between your legs, he admired the view. You were completely bare, exposed, and vulnerable.

"Hoseok......""Shh," he hushed softly, his hands moving to your inner thighs to keep them spread wide open. He leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss just above your sensitive spot before looking up at you with intense eyes. "I'm going to eat you out right here,"

He smirked mischievously before diving in, his tongue licking along your folds slowly. He groaned at the taste of you, his tongue pushing inside your entrance and swirling around. His nose pressed against your clit as he licked you deeply, his hands squeezing your thighs. "So sweet,"

"Ahhhhhh.....hobi",He looked up at you briefly, seeing your head thrown back in pleasure before he returned his attention to your pussy. His tongue circled your clit now, sucking gently before flicking it rapidly. His hands moved up to spread your lips open wider giving him better access.<"You taste like heaven,"

He could feel you getting wetter by the second, your juices coating his tongue and chin. He added two fingers to his mouth, sucking them clean before pushing them inside you. He curled them upwards, hitting that spot inside you that made you moan loudly. "Come on my face,"

His fingers pumped in and out of you rapidly while his tongue worked your clit aggressively. The combination of his fingers curling inside you and his tongue flicking against your sensitive bud pushed you over the edge. You came hard on his face, your juices gushing out and coating his fingers and chin.

As you came down from your high, he slowly pulled his fingers out and stood up, his face glistening with your release. Instead of immediately going back to being rough, he surprised you by gently capturing your face between his hands and pressing a soft, tender kiss to your swollen lips.

His thumb gently caressed your cheek as he kissed you deeply, letting you taste yourself on his lips and tongue. He pulled back slightly to whisper against your mouth,"You taste so fucking good baby. Like candy and sin all mixed together." His hands slid down to grip your hips firmly but gently.

He broke the kiss and quickly unbuckled his belt and pants, pushing them down along with his boxers. His hard cock sprang free, already leaking pre-cum at the tip. He grabbed it and gave it a few strokes right in front of your face,"Open." His voice was commanding but gentle.

You opened your mouth obediently as he requested. He didn't push inside roughly like you expected him to based on his previous aggressive behavior. Instead, he gently guided the head of his cock past your lips, letting you taste his pre-cum. He fed you his length slowly, inch by inch,...

He let out a soft groan at the feeling of your warm mouth enveloping him. His hands gently held your head, not forcing you but guiding you rhythmically as he started to slowly fuck your mouth. He was being surprisingly gentle considering how rough he was earlier."Mmm yeah baby..." He whispered encouragingly.

"...you look so fucking beautiful taking my cock like this," he praised softly, his hips moving forward slowly, careful not to choke you. With one hand, he guided your head while the other gently stroked your cheek. Suddenly, he remembered something and pulled himself out. "Wait-"

"Use your hands baby, jerk me off while you suck," he instructed softly, wrapping his hand around yours and guiding you to jerk him off. "Like this," he demonstrated slowly, his voice thick with desire. "Now you try."

You nodded and took his cock back into your mouth, wrapping your lips around him tightly. Your hand started to pump him in sync with your mouth movements exactly how he showed you. He let out a soft moan,"That's it baby...you're doing so good." His fingers tangled in your hair gently.

His moans grew louder and his grip on your hair tightened slightly as he got closer. "I'm gonna cum baby...pull back if you don't want it," he warned gently. But you kept sucking, your hand pumping faster. With a final thrust and a deep groan, he came directly into your mouth.

You swallowed his cum obediently, taking every drop like a good girl. He watched with hooded eyes as your throat worked to swallow him down completely. Once he finished emptying himself inside your mouth, he carefully pulled out and gently wiped the corners of your lips clean with his thumb.

"Hoba I want you inside me",Hoseok's pupils dilated at your words, his soft expression turning hungry once again. "You want my dick inside that tight little pussy?" He asked gruffly, already lining up his hardness at your entrance. "Tell me baby, do you want me to fuck you now?"

"Yes","Good girl," he praised, slowly pushing his hips forward and sinking into your heat. He bottomed out inside you and let out a low groan at the sensation. He stayed still for a moment, letting you adjust to his size before he started to move his hips slowly.

He began to thrust gently at first, his hands gripping your hips softly. But as you moaned and wrapped your legs around him, he grew more passionate. His movements became deeper and faster, hitting that spot inside you that made your toes curl. He leaned down to kiss you messily while fucking you thoroughly..

He adjusted his position slightly, making sure you were comfortable on the bike seat while he continued to thrust into you deeply. The vibrations from the bike added an extra sensation as he moved faster and harder against you. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the air along with your moans and his grunts.

"Baby...I'm gonna cum," he warned through gritted teeth, his pace becoming erratic. He reached between your legs and rubbed your clit vigorously, pushing you over the edge with him. You both came together, your inner walls squeezing around him tightly as he filled you up with his hot seed.

"Ahhhhhh....hobi",He collapsed on top of you, panting heavily as he nuzzled into your neck. "Fuck...you feel so good," he murmured, still buried inside you. After a moment, he pulled out slowly and helped you up off the bike, holding you close.

He peppered kisses all over your face, his lips soft and gentle against your skin. "I love you," he whispered between kisses, holding you tightly in his arms. He kissed your forehead, nose, cheeks, and finally landed on your lips for a deep kiss.

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TIME SKIPS

The cold night breeze still lingered in Y/N's hair as Hoseok parked the bike in front of her apartment. His fingers gently tapped her thigh to signal they had reached, but Y/N leaned her cheek against his back for just a second longer, unwilling to let go of the comfort he brought.

He turned his head slightly, voice low and gentle.

“We’re here, baby.”

Y/N nodded slowly, exhaustion settling into her bones. The ride had been thrilling, but everything that happened before—the closeness, the softness, the vulnerability—had drained her more than she realized. Hoseok noticed instantly.

“You’re tired,” he murmured, removing his helmet and reaching back to help her with hers. Y/N gave him a sleepy smile, and Hoseok brushed a strand of her hair behind her ear with a gentleness that completely contradicted his bad boy reputation.

Together, they walked up the stairs to her apartment. Y/N unlocked the door and stepped inside, only for Hoseok to immediately wrap his arms around her from behind. He rested his chin on her shoulder, his embrace warm and protective.

“You okay?” he whispered.

Y/N leaned back into him, her voice soft.

“Just tired…”

Hoseok didn’t reply. Instead, he guided her gently toward her bedroom, his touch never rough, always reassuring. Y/N sat on the edge of her bed, blinking slowly as Hoseok crouched in front of her and looked into her eyes.

“Let’s get you comfortable,” he said, brushing his thumb across her knee.

He reached for the hem of her top, pausing with a silent question in his eyes. Y/N gave a small nod, trusting him completely. Hoseok helped her out of her clothes carefully—not out of desire, but out of love and care. His hands moved slowly, making sure Y/N never felt exposed or uneasy.

He reached into her drawer, pulling out her favorite oversized t-shirt.

“You really know my drawers better than I do,” Y/N mumbled with a small, tired grin.

Hoseok smirked. “I should. You basically live in my heart.”

Y/N giggled, muffled by a yawn.

Once she was changed, Hoseok tucked her under the blanket and kissed her forehead. He sat beside her, holding her hand, watching the peaceful way her eyes fluttered as sleep started to take over.

“You should sleep too,” Y/N mumbled, reaching for his fingers.

“I will,” he whispered, placing a kiss on her knuckles. “But only after you do.”

Y/N squeezed his hand, her voice softer now.

“Stay?”

Hoseok didn’t need to answer. He was already climbing into bed beside her, pulling her into his arms, her head resting on his chest where his heartbeat was calm and steady.

As Y/N drifted off to sleep, the last thing she felt was Hoseok’s lips brushing over her forehead.

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THE END

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