Scrolling Can Wait

Scrolling Can Wait (Oneshot)

Pairing: Oh Beom-seok x Reader

Summary: Beom-seok and you were hanging out, but when you notice he's too busy looking at Su-ho's Instagram, waiting for a follow back, you decide to make him notice you.

Content Warnings: Smut! Hand job, I guess submissive Beom-seok? Inferred fem reader, but I don' think I mention gender of reader in this.

Additional Information: I lowkey got distracted and came up with this when I woke up in the middle of the night 😭

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You were hanging out at Beom-seok's house, just hanging out since recently, you've found yourselves being friends. However, for most of the time you were there, Beom-seok was on his phone and that made you curious.

You go up next to him, lying next to his body while he's staring at his phone and see that he's looking at Su-ho's Instagram page, the follow request pending.

"He still hasn't followed you back?" You murmur, looking at his phone screen.

"No..." he says with a sigh.

"Did you text him already?" You continue to ask him.

"Yeah."

You look at his solemn expression, feeling kind of bad, but he's been obsessing over getting Su-ho's attention for so long.

"What's your user?" You ask, pulling out your phone and typing in his Instagram while he reads it out. "There, I just sent a follow request. Follow me back."

"O-oh, okay..." his fingers fumble, exiting Su-ho's profile and checking his notifications. "I followed you back..."

"Okay, yay!" You click on his account, "No photos? That's weird. Do you not post on your account?"

"U-uhm... no.. I just don't really take pictures." He mumbles softly, looking over your shoulder to look at you phone. "You dont have any posts either."

"Well that's 'cause I just made my account." You giggle. You heard him mention the app a couple of times before, and downloaded it the first time he mentioned it. Although, up until now, you had totally forgotten about it.

"Here," you open up your camera app, putting your head besides his and snapping a couple of selfies, "This one is cute."

You show him an image, you were more looking at yourself than the entire picture. "Uhm.." Beom-seok replies, unsure.

"What is it?"

"I was blinking in that photo."

"Pftt," you laugh, "Oh my god! I didn't notice at all, I'm so sorry."

"It's okay...you look pretty in that picture anyways." He says shyly, a small, unsure smile forming on his face.

"Thanks!" You give him a big smile, scrolling through other pictures and deleting them if the camera was shaky or if you looked weird.

"Oh! This one!" You show him a picture where both of you are smiling and he nods. "Yeah... that one's nice."

You quickly post it on your Instagram. "Go check it out!" You look over his shoulder to see if he'll view it.

You nudge him and he complies, liking the photos that you tagged him in. "The second one is really nice, you look really... pretty." He says shyly, not knowing any other adjectives of "pretty" to call you.

You giggle at him, a teasing comment slipping from your lips when you catch his blush. You guys talk for a bit, but he always trailed back to his phone staring as Su-ho's page.

Even after you ask, after a couple minutes he ends up checking his phone.

So, you decide to catch his attention in a different way.

You press your palm against his crotch and he jumps, slightly startled and he lets out a gasp. You put some more pressure on it and his hip bucks up once. "Wh-what are you doing?" H looks at you, about to put down his phone but you murmur into his ear.

"No, no... look at your phone, not me. Since you wanna look at Su-ho so bad, you can look at him while I do this too." You try to say in a polite way, but there's an undertone of aggressiveness.

You stopped touching him whenever he shut his eyes or looked away and only started when he said he was sorry and looked back. He was staring to see stars, and he begged to touch you or atleast look away and gaze at you instead.

"Please... I'm sorry..." He whines out, trying to keep his eyes open to look at the Instagram page. His hips twitch under your touch.

"Sorry for what? You think Su-ho is gonna touch you like this, huh?"

He shakes his head no.

"What was that? Use your words, Beom-seok." He shudders with pleasure when you say his name.

"N-no... he won't."

"Do you want him to?"

"N-no!"

"Good boy." You grab his phone, setting it aside and pressing your lips against him. When you took your hand off his clothed erection, he whined, thrusting up into the air.

He stiffly kept his arms at his side until you murmured against his lips, "Take them off." You gesture to his pants. He freezes for a second before taking them off, hands slightly shaking with excitement and eargerness.

You make him spit in you hand, shutting him up by harshly putting your lips back against his quivering ones. You then continue to rub his cock, thumb occasionally rubbing against his precum leaking tip.

"I-I'm gonna cum..." he cries out, throwing his head back against his plush pillows. You kiss and suck at his skin on his neck very gently and faint, teasing him and he mewls as he reaches his peak. Without your mouth on his to swallow his noises, he lets out loud, strangled whimpers.

He soon cums, semen spewing out his tip and into your hand. You smear it into his sensitive cock and his legs kick against the sheets and he cries out at the sensation of his own cum being massaged into his skin.

After a bit, you pull away your sticky hand, shaking it in the air. "Where's you're bathroom?"
You ask, making sure to meet his eyes and give him a small smile.

He tells you where to go in a breathy voice and you leave, telling him that you'd be right back. He stands up, walking over to his desk and grabs some tissues, wiping his cock off. He pulls his pants back on, wincing a bit at the sudden contact, and waits for you to return. He's tired and spent, panting while laying on his back and staring at the ceiling.

You return, freshly washed hands and cuddle up next to him. You then start to press soft kisses to his jaw. "You're so cute..."

He whines in response, cuddling up to you like a puppy. He buries his face into your neck and collarbones, mumuring against them.

"So, has Su-ho followed you back yet?" He thought you were trying to tease, but he saw your curious expression.

"It's okay, I'll check later...I wanna be with you right now." He decides to say instead of looking, not ready for his cock to be tormented like that again.