✧ CHAPTER ONE ⏤ PUT A RING ON IT | NEXT | MASTERLIST
pairing: heeseung x afab! reader
wc: 19.4k
synopsis: Heeseung and you belonged to two different worlds. Being at the right place at the wrong time, your whole world changes and you find yourself in the world of the rich…as Heeseung’s fiancée.
warnings: fake relationship, playboy heeseung, sex with a different woman than reader, smut, protected sex, masturbation, 02z and le sserafim yunjin as best friends, &team nicholas as a shitty date (sorry nicho ily) yunjin and sunghoon have things going on, making out, mentions of strawberry lube, 02z are a tease, rude heeseung,, no smut between reader and heeseung this chapter, but things happen yknow..
a/n: i feel like my writing sucks but enjoy the first part....
Sept. 2022 — Seoul
“I think it is time for you to get married.”
At the long dinner table where all the family was sitting, all eyes were on one person only. The silence took over until his mother stared at him with loving eyes as well, making him choke on his food, and leaning over to get his drink.
“Sorry, what?”
“You heard me, we want you to get married to that Jisoo girl.”
Heeseung, made an unpleasant expression, as his mother gently tapped his back from the little choking he had earlier. She leaned into his ear and whispered, “She is really so lovely, you would give me amazing grandkids.”
Heeseung’s family owned one of the biggest companies based in South Korea, which made them known all over the country and they were treated like royalty. They attended balls, they hosted balls, they lived in a mansion and Heeseung never knew what being without money is like.
With his dad deciding to pass his company to his son, he wanted him to get married, it has always been like this in their family, they would prove they can be a good family figure before they took over the responsibility.
Heeseung always lived with the dream of being the boss of this empire, but until this day, sitting on this table with his parents, he never really had to think it through.
He had to get married.
He felt sick, especially thinking of Jisoo, who they find suitable for him, he ended up in the same events and parties with her multiple times and she was unbearable. He had nothing to do with her, especially getting married. He didn’t feel like he was ready to get married but, how was he supposed to say this to his father when he was so ready to retire and this was all he was waiting for?
“Dad, Mom. I know you like her and.. I—” He cut his words to gulp down the left over wine on his glass. “I don’t think this is a good idea.”
“Why is that? Do you have someone else in your life?” His dad raised his eyebrows at him, examining his son’s expression that seemed worried.
Heeseung had literally no one in his life, in fact he wanted to have too many. He was at an age where he wanted to party and hook up and this was too soon for all his fun to end. His friends were also single as ever, they had so many plans, how was he going to leave his amazing life behind?
“I don’t.”
That was all he could say before he got up from his chair and grabbed his car keys to drive back to his house.
He had no chance.
He called his best friends on his way home, putting them on speaker.
“I am fucked.”
Long cheers and shouts filled his ears and his face scrunched up at how they got it all wrong. “Heeseung you are faster than ever my bro, who is the girl?”
“Don’t be ridiculous Jake, I am not talking about a girl.”
Sounds stopped from the phone and silence took over before Jay spoke this time. “What’s wrong?”
Heeseung bit his lips from frustration, he had to come up with a plan. “I am getting married.”
He never heard a louder ‘What?!’ from his friends, they never thought of Heeseung marrying so young. Yes he was a romantic, when it’s necessary but he just never had a serious relationship before. And he never fell in love.
“Bro! We were going to marry last! Heeseung, listen to me! What the fuck man? We were supposed to make fun of Jay for getting married so early!”
“Oh my god Sunghoon, shut it.” Jay hissed, but the giggles of Jake was audible before he understood how serious the situation was and mumbled a tiny ‘sorry’. “What about we talk about this tomorrow at golf?” Jay suggested and Heeseung hummed to him. “Alright.”
When he arrived at his home, he showered and got ready for bed. He flinched when the thought of a woman lying beside him striked his mind. He did love women, a lot, and he loved spending time with them, a lot. He just didn’t expect for his time to arrive so quickly. He was only in his early 20s.
He huffed, rolling down on his bed, his sleep was taken from him with the new stress his father revealed to him. He had to come up with a plan, a plan that is not pleasant but that has to be done. For his own good.
When he couldn’t sleep, he reached for his phone, calling a number, expecting for them to not pick up.
“Heeseung?” Her voice sounded breathy, and loud noises were coming from the background, he lifted one of his eyebrows, “Can you come to my place?”
“Oh, Heeseung, you are so cute when you are needy like this.” She chirped, the sounds coming to an end as he guessed she was out of the club, on his way to him. Women were always on their way to him, it never missed.
“Am not needy, I need to relieve some stress though.” He mumbled, getting out of his bed to pour something to drink. “Sure, Heeseung, be there in 5.”
15 minutes later, which is only 10 minutes later after she arrived, she always kept her promises and Heeseung admired that, he was already on top of her, holding the headboard with his one hand as he pounded into her in missionary. She was experimental so when she took out strawberry flavored lube from her bag and wanted him to use it, he just shrugged and went with it.
Oh now he was regretting everything, the smell was tacky, it did feel good when he was eating her out to let out all of his frustration and it tasted better than ever, but now he was so close, and everything somehow felt empty.
He was thinking about and hoping that she would not stay, so he can change his sheets and sleep in peace.
“Are you close?” Heeseung muttered, letting go of the headboard to lean into her body, he regretted that when his chest pressed to her sticky boobs, “Please say you are.”
“Heeseungie, what’s wrong with you today?” She leaned up to kiss him, but Heeseung rejected the kiss in the most gentle way, “Getting tired, that’s all.”
She cackled, running her fingers through his hair, “You, Lee Heeseung, tired from sex? Sure.”
He rolled his eyes, grabbing the headboard again, “It was a long day okay?” He mumbled, starting to slam his hips in a faster way, making her let out moans, which sounded weird, but somehow they managed to turn him on, so in a few seconds he was cumming into the condom.
“Make me cum too, I know you are a real gentleman, Heeseung.”
He tried his best to act nice, slipping out of her and pushing his middle and ring finger in instead, pumping in and out of her fucked hole. “Good?” He asked, even though he didn’t give a damn, but when she let out another scream that confirmed she was having fun, he smirked.
She cummed all over his digits, she bit her lips in anticipation as she waited for Heeseung’s next move, but when he wiped his fingers on her stomach, she winced. “Are you serious?”
“Seriously, not in the mood.” He got off the bed, walking over to his chair and wearing his bathrobe that was sitting on it. “You can leave.”
She looked at him in horror, she had fucked Heeseung so many times and both of them knew there was no romantic feelings involved, but he was never this much of an ass.
When he felt a harsh smack on his cheek, he froze, but he immediately knew he deserved it so he couldn’t open his mouth.
“Then you shouldn’t have called me. Prick.” She spat, taking her clothes from the floor and quickly changing, meanwhile Heeseung just stared, standing in the corner of his room. She packed her bag, but left the bottle of lube he despised on his bedside table, before she turned around to him.
“I really pity the woman you are going to marry in the future.”
With that, he heard his door slamming shut. She was gone. Heeseung sat on his bed and rubbed his temples, questioning why he acted like a pig towards her. She came all the way just to make him happy, and he acted so ungrateful, he made her feel worthless.
He was turning into a man that he never wanted to be. Maybe he really needed to get married and act like a decent person. To find a wife and make her happy.
With the word wife running in his mind, he felt sick, the smell bothered him even more and on top of that, he imagined his supermodel friend who just left still laying next to him, as his wife.
He wanted to puke.
The next morning, as planned, he wore his dark blue polo t-shirt and cream colored pants, he also added leather gloves in his bag. He didn’t have any breakfast because he enjoyed the one he usually has at the golf club with his friends.
Previous night’s remnants still felt like all over him as he sat on the leather seat of his sports car and he drove to the address where he spends every weekend at. He was wearing his sandalwood cologne and his hair was styled back. When he checked himself in the mirror, he loved how he looked. Actually he was sure he was going to get tone of looks today, like always, so he didn’t cry about losing his fuck buddy for good last night.
He had the power to find a new one whenever he wanted.
He carefully parked his car to the reserved place in the VIP area, and when he saw Jay’s car parked next to him, he didn’t even think about once before he pulled a notepad from his torpedo and wrote the most stupid thing which he knew would drive Jay crazy, and stuck it to his windscreen wiper, smiling proudly.
He giggled, putting on his sunglasses that were tucked on the collar of his shirt, and made his infamous entrance to the club, as always, making everyone look at him. It always felt like his own little runaway when he did this, winking and smirking to some pretty girls here and there, running his fingers through his hair with one hand while the other tucks into his pocket to seem as cool as possible. He thought he was a rockstar.
“Oh my god, he looks like a beg.” You rolled your eyes, washing the cup in your hand as Heeseung passed down the restaurant behind the glass doors to reach the green area.
“You gotta admit he’s still hot though.” Yunjin winked at you, grabbing the americano mug from your hand to dry it carefully. You gestured to throwing up, putting your finger in your mouth, “Yeah, nah.”
“Oh, c’mon. His eyes are enough.”
You grabbed another dish from the counter and pumped detergent on it, “Hmm, completes his beggar look.”
Yunjin rolled her eyes, putting her hand on the counter. “Then tell me Miss y/n, what kind of men would you like if it’s not Lee Heeseung?”
You stared at the ceiling like you were thinking and you made a sound, like you found an answer, “I don’t like them, in general.” You sang, making her huff loudly.
“You are going to die alone.”
“Well, don’t worry about that, would be better than fucking a guy who probably collects women’s underwea— OH! Hello, Mr. Park, what can I get you?”
Jay stared at you with a smirk, you tried to act as neutral as possible, praying that he didn’t hear any of the horrible things you said about his best friend. Not only his best friend, the star customer of the club, your boss almost hung his portrait at the entrance but you all kindly made him stop.
“Uhm, the usual, thank you.” He smiled, putting his membership card on the counter for you to use. You quickly nodded, walking back to Yunjin and whispering multiple fucks that followed each other.
“He heard. He definitely heard. I am going to get fired.”
Yunjin turned over to see what you were talking about and when he saw Jay’s face staring at you two, her smile dropped, turning back to you immediately.
“Since when has he been there?” She whispered, helping you make the drink with shaky hands. “I wish I knew that. Fuck. I called Heeseung a beg.”
You stopped and closed your eyes, “And I said he probably collects underwear.”
Yunjin let out a little nervous laughter, trying to act calm, she grabbed the coffee from your hand to serve it to Jay herself. “Mr. Park, here’s your order, just the way you like it.” She softly smiled, but her eyes were searching for proof that was going to be her best friend’s fate.
“Thank you.” He smiled, picking a straw and just leaving without saying anything. You let out a big sigh, turning around to look at Yunjin. She clicked her tongue to the roof of her mouth, “He definitely did not hear, you can relax.”
“Are you sure?” You squinted your eyes, playing with your fingers nervously. The thing is, you meant everything you said, but you didn’t want him to know that of course, because it was so rude, even though it was true.
Yunjin nodded, patting your shoulder, “Believe me, he will never know you called him a beg.”
“The pretty waitress girl called you a beg.” Jay sat next to Heeseung on the golf cart, as his friend drived, following Jake and Sunghoon’s. Heeseung choked on his own spit, raising one eyebrow, “Come again?”
“Please, it was so weird to see a woman calling you ‘that’, instead of wanting to lick your nipples or something.”
“Which one? Both are pretty.” Heeseung commented, as the playboy he is, thinking about the girls who he got his americanos from everyday. Jay shrugged his shoulders, because he didn’t remember your name exactly or Yunjin at that moment.
Heeseung rolled the wheel in his palm, rotating the cart, “You probably heard it wrong anyways.” He looked away from him, wanting him to stop the conversation but he also wanted to know if this was truly legit.
Jay tsked, nodding his head. “She also said you probably collect ‘underwear’, which to be honest, is something you would do.”
Heeseung’s lips parted in shock, he felt betrayed by his best friend, the friend he loved like his blood. He put a hand on his chest when he stopped the cart, staring at him. “Are you for real?”
Jay giggled, patting his friend’s shoulders, “I’m just teasing you man. All you can collect is strawberry flavored lubes.” He puckered his lips at the end, leaning against him, mimicking kissing faces which made Heeseung scream, “Yah! Don’t make me regret telling you!” He pushed Jay away from himself by his chest, making the guy let out a loud laugh before he got out of the golf cart.
Sunghoon waved at them from few meters away, with his club in his hand, smiling stupidly. Heeseung and Jay started walking towards their friends, Jake immediately pulling Heeseung from his shoulders to his chest and squeezing them, making the guy hiss in pain. “There he is, my strawberry shortcake.”
The guys all started laughing together, making Heeseung roll his eyes, “So funny, aha.”
“Tell us more.” Sunghoon handed Heeseung the club, before putting his hands on his waist. “Not the aromatic sex, the marriage.”
Heeseung huffed, aiming for the shot before he cracked his neck and tilted his head a little, he didn’t even know where to start. He made his shot, turning around as he leaned his weight on the club in front of him.
“Dad wants me to get married to Jisoo.” Heeseung pouted, scanning his friends' faces. He hated everything even more when the face they made could be described with one word— disgust.
“The one that owns a bunch of corgis because she insists that she comes from the royal family?— Oh you really are talking about her...” Jake’s last words trailed off in the air, when he saw Heeseung’s scrunched up nose and tilted corners of his lips.
“Wait, like, do you really have to?” Jay asked, “We can come up with a plan.”
“Well…” Heeseung sighed, taking out a golf ball from his pocket, “That is why we are here now.”
“That is so evil, I liked that.” Jake spoke, taking the ball from Heeseung’s hand to put it on the ground, “Let’s come up with one.”
“We can tell Jisoo that Heeseung collects underwear, so she won’t marry him.” Jay snorted, only to be slapped on his butt by Heeseung’s club. “Guys, I am serious here.” He stared at him in disbelief, watching Jake practicing his shot.
“Just say you have a girlfriend, and you can’t get married to another woman.” Sunghoon shrugged, easily finding the best solution. “I don’t think they will force you to marry still.”
Heeseung tilted his head, thinking about Sunghoon’s idea, it was perfect, but it did have some flaws, first of all he knew his parents would like to meet the ‘girlfriend’ and how was he going to do that when the said ‘girlfriend’ didn’t exist. Also his dad might say to get married to that girl immediately, which still is impossible when there is not a girl.
“That is clever, but uhm, what if they want to meet her?”
Jay got behind Heeseung, squeezing his shoulders, “Just hire one, like in the movies…”
“No way.” Heeseung shook his head, turning around to look at Jay, “Are you crazy? Then everyone would think I am taken.”
“Well, it will keep you away from marriage and candidates for a while though.” Jake agreed with Jay’s plan, puckering his lips. “You would say she broke up with you after a month, and you would act like a loser to your parents, making them think you are dying from heartbreak, meanwhile it will gain us a lot of time to party.” He giggled and stuck his tongue out, being happy with the plan they came up with.
Heeseung was scared, it would work perfectly, and it would be so easy to find a girl who is willing to get money and fame to act like his girlfriend for a month. He was going to betray his parents but it was much better than sleeping with a woman and her corgis.
“Okay.” Heeseung mumbled. “Let’s fucking do this.”
“Do you remember Nicholas?” you asked Yunjin, tilting your head as you prepared ice cubes. She was busy taking a child’s order, and the frappucino’s toppings didn’t come to a stop so she had to tell him they ran out of gummy bears, marshmallows and all the sticky weird sweets he listed. The child almost cried but she managed to hand him his disgusting drink before she turned around.
“You mean the hottie with sexy eyes, from high school?”
You nodded, smiling sweetly, “He texted me, wants to hang out tomorrow.”
You didn’t understand how fast Yunjin sprinted to you, putting her hands on your shoulder and shaking you uncontrollably, “Listen to me. You need to fuck him.” She stared deeply in your eyes.
Yunjin desperately wanted you to get you laid, because you were famous with your very unsuccessful dates and your miserable non existent sex life, she made it her mission to you having sex for the first time, she even had a cake planned for it.
You were a virgin, you did some stuff back in high school, you let one guy go down on you but you hated it, and some makeout sessions here and there, but you were never able to connect with them for them to take your virginity.
So, when Nicholas texted you and wanted to hang out, you decided to accept his offer, but of course not to get laid, but to give another man a chance, you were sick of not feeling anything and waiting for the right person to come around.
“I said okay.” You said, and she winked at you, just before you heard footsteps. You wanted to dig a hole and get inside because it was Heeseung and his friends.
Jake gestured to all of them to sit, taking out his membership card, “I’m paying today.” He smirked while walking towards you, God, Jake was incredibly attractive unlike Heeseung, he looked like a rat.
“Hey.” He prolonged the ‘ey’, biting his lip and then glossing them over by licking, his pink tongue tracing the soft skin of his pretty lips. Typical Sim Jake. “What you doing, beautiful?”
You stopped yourself from giggling like an idiot, scratching the side of your eyebrow as you looked around and not at him. “Serving coffee as usual, Mr. Sim.”
He cackled, clicking his black card on the counter, “Can we get 4 americanos?” He sweetly smiled, then gestured you to lean in to whisper something in your ear, “Can you also put 3 pumps of strawberry syrup in Heeseung’s drink?”
Your eyebrows rose at his wish, who the fuck would drink americano with strawberry syrup? You licked your lips before you talked. “Sure, but I don’t think he would like it.”
“Oh.” Jake smiled, leaning against you more, meanwhile Yunjin and the other boys watched the scene of you and Jake whispering to each other. “Believe me, he loves strawberries, a lot.”
“M’kay,” you mumbled, nodding your head to him and took the orders as he wished, and then made the payment. He was smirking like an idiot before he walked up to the table and sat next to Heeseung, who your eyes met with when you looked over their table just before you started preparing their drink.
You had to admit, he really had beautiful eyes. You faintly tried to smile but he didn’t smile back, turning his gaze back to Sunghoon who was passionately telling a story.
“Heeseung wants 3 pumps of strawberry syrup in his americano.” You warned Yunjin as she was preparing them, she gave you a look of disgust. “Who the fuck drinks americano like that?”
“Apparently your bambi eyed boy does.” You smiled, wiping your hands on the towel before getting the tray, waiting for her to place the mugs on it carefully. “Heeseung’s is the one on the left.” She informed you before you made your way to their table, their conversation came to a stop when you stood beside their table, putting the mugs in front of them.
When you leaned into Heeseung’s side to place his mug, he inhaled the beautiful shampoo scent from your hair, your lips slightly puckered as you placed the hot mug, and your eyebrows softly knitted. The buttons of your white polo shirt were popped up to the last one, due to hot weather, and he couldn’t help but stare at your details, and when he inhaled a little too hard, Jay coughed, trying to tell him he is being way too obvious.
You were clueless about Heeseung’s stare anyways, when you held the tray in front of you and tucked it under your arms. “Do you want anything else from me?”
Maybe taking you on that counter— god, no.
Heeseung shook his head to the sides, to get himself together and just smiled at you. “Nope.” Jake winked at you and you couldn’t help but smile with your teeth, then biting your lip because you were being so obvious.
“Okay, enjoy.” You softly smiled before walking back to the counter, to find a Yunjin with her hands standing on the waist. “Bambi literally sniffed you, slut.”
“Huh?” You cackled, putting the tray on the marble, “What are you talking about?”
“He fucking sniffed and closed his eyes and got lost in your scent, that is what I am talking about.” Her eyes got larger with every word, making you walk backwards a little bit. “Woah, when?” You raised an eyebrow, putting your hands up as if you are not guilty.
“Oh my god, do I smell bad?” You scrunched your nose, trying get a sniff of your polo.
Yunjin slapped her palm on the counter, scooting closer to you, but with the slap the boys looked over to which she just threw them a fake smile before pulling you behind the wall, so they wouldn't see.
“No, bitch, you literally smell like tiramisu or creme brûlée or whatever the Europians claim their best dessert is.”
You stared at her clueless, still sniffing yourself. “Is that a good thing?”
“Oh my sweet innocent y/n, that is an amazing thing, wouldn’t be surprised if he is all tight down—”
You slapped your hand on her mouth for her to not speak anymore, feeling your cheeks getting red at the thought of men actually getting a hard on just from how you smelled like. She was overreacting and that was it.
“First of all, he apparently likes strawberries, so I wouldn’t say that—”
“Who the fuck put strawberry syrup in my americano?” Heeseung shouted, getting up from his chair and walking towards the counter, and slamming his hand on the hard surface, “Hey! You call this a drink?”
You turned around to walk over to him, looking at him with confused eyes, “Is there a problem?”
“There is a problem!” He yelled, and then gulped, when he saw your glossy eyes staring at him in confusion. Why you had to look at him like that, it made him weak in the knees.
“Okay?” You grabbed the mug from his hand as he trailed off, waiting for him to actually say something.
“It tastes disgusting.” He spoke, with a lower voice this time, looking at your fingers around the mug. “Not only disgusting, it is the worst thing I’ve ever drank!”
Jake realized something was going on and he walked over to you, putting his hands on Heeseung’s shoulders, “Man, why are you scolding our beautiful y/n? I told her to do that.”
You should have known the strawberry syrup was a prank when Jake asked you to do it, but since it was for Lee Heeseung, somehow you didn’t even doubt it.
“I hate you.” Heeseung hissed, walking towards the exit, Jay shouted behind his back but he only waved his hand in the air without turning back, leaving the restaurant.
You rolled your eyes, walking up to Yunjin, “Told you he was a beg.” You said, shrugging your shoulders and wishing to end the day without any further drama.
Heeseung was scrolling on his phone, looking for candidates for his future fake girlfriend, but there was a problem, all of them were either taken or hated his guts. He couldn’t believe most of his one night stands all had a picture with their boyfriends on their profile.
He was a fuck up, and realizing it made his stomach stir. He realized he never had a serious relationship, actually to make the situation clear, he never fell in love.
He was a virgin when it came to love, he didn’t know how it felt to love a woman so dearly, to be ready to do everything for them, to get them, and can’t stop thinking about them. He never thought he was lacking until this moment, where he realized his first ever official relationship was going to fake.
He was going to hire a fiancée.
“Oh God…” He rubbed his temples, shifting his body in the bubbles he was sitting in, he dropped his phone to the surface next to him and let himself drown for a second, to get a reality check. When he couldn’t breathe anymore, he rose up, wiping the water from his face with the back of his hand.
He grabbed his phone again and opened Jisoo’s profile, he watched her pinned stories on her profile, his lips forming into a shape of disgust.
For a second he even doubted if he was the male version of Jisoo, minus the dogs. Since someone called him a beg earlier, and he knew that there was a woman out there who thought he was trying too hard to be cool.
He hated that.
He messaged the guys next, apologizing for his behavior today, and they all send stupid emojis including the strawberry one which caused all the fight but this time, he only laughed at their goofiness. Jake typed he also needs to apologize from you tomorrow, and he replied with a thumbs up emoji, he already planned doing that before he got in the bath.
Even though he knew you hated his guts.
He got out of the tub and drained all the water, putting on a fluffy bathrobe. He dried himself quickly and brushed his teeth, then blow drying his hair on his bed, staring at his wall with an empty gaze. He put on his pjs and laid down in his bed, this time he knew he had no girl to invite over.
“What am I gonna do?” He put his forearm over his eyes, whining. When he was closing eyes, he just hoped to find the perfect girl for his little game tomorrow, because the clock was ticking and he was running out of time.
You arrived at work, with your date outfits in your bag, because Nicholas invited you to a fancy restaurant and you had no time to leave work and get ready at home, so you decided you would get ready there quickly and go to the restaurant. Yunjin even said she can cover for you if you leave an hour early.
You saw the sports car in the VIP area, and the weird piece of paper on Jay’s car caught your eye, so you walked closer, to check what it was.
It said Jay and a very poorly drawn heart next to it, honestly it looked more like a butt, and Heeseung’s name after it.
You snorted, walked past their cars quickly, putting a hand over your mouth, it was obviously stucked there by Heeseung. You found it extremely childish but it managed to make you laugh.
When you got behind your good old counter, Yunjin was already drying the mugs and she welcomed you with a sweet smile. “Oh, morning the girl who has a very hot date today.” She winked. You smiled and rolled your eyes, trying to hide your excitement.
“Good morning, Yunjin.”
When you were about to get to work, you saw from the window that boys were playing in the area right in front of the restaurant this time. Heeseung was wearing a dark green polo, matched with cream colored pants and cream colored gloves, he was leaning against his club, like he always does, his eyes big and his lips in a pout, listening to the story Jay was telling.
“Why are they so early today?” You asked Yunjin, trying to distract yourself from how good he looked.
“Apparently they are having a tournament today, and they will be here until 5.”
“Oh..” You nodded your head, it wasn’t the first time the boys spent their whole day at golf. And it wasn’t the first time you admired their clothes on their body, but you always denied it.
“Sunghoon looks good today.” Yunjin bit her lips, watching him taking his position and bending his knees a little to swing his club. You giggled, grabbing the mug from her hand and drying it yourself since she was frozen, “Hoon, or his ass?”
Yunjin slapped your shoulder, and then let out a giggle, “Hoon!.. Of course.”
You both burst into a laughter giggling uncontrollably, it was obvious you both had a little crush on these guys, minus Heeseung, since he was a dick towards you yesterday. You side eyed where he stood, and you caught him staring at you, his head tilted and his elbow resting on his club.
“Fuck.” You turned around, acting like you were busy doing something else.
“Oh, Bambi is looking at you.” Yunjin squealed, tickling your sides with her fingers. “Hssh, shush!” You whispered, wanting her to stop, putting your pointer on your lips. “He is not looking at me!”
When you turned back around, and this time seeing him walking towards the restaurant, you unintentionally stepped back, you didn’t want to get fired, you needed money to be able to afford your apartment.
Heeseung pushed the glass door, now you had a more clear view of his tight shirt and pants on his body, how his pecks showed beautifully under the material and the belt squeezing his waist just right.
Okay maybe he wasn’t that much of a loser, you thought.
“Hey…” He mumbled calmly, putting his elbow on the counter to talk with you. He read your name card on your blouse and licked his lips before speaking, “Y/n.”
This was the first time you ever heard Heeseung saying your name since you started working here 5 months ago. Jake always called you by your name because well, he was a flirt but Heeseung was always distant and more calm and more…conceited.
You gathered all your courage for your voice to not sound weak and shaky, “Yes, how can I help?”
A soft smile conquered his strict expression, but his eyes were glistening, Yunjin was right, he did look like a Bambi and it was mesmerizing to stare at him from so up close.
“I wanted to apologize for yesterday, it was all Jake’s fault, not yours.” He played with his fingers as he talked and glanced away, you got surprised by the hue of pink tinting across his cheeks as he spoke.
You also stared down, just nodding your head. “It’s okay.” You managed to mumble, it was really hard to look at his pretty eyes at that moment. He also stared down, mumbling a soft ‘okay’ back.
“Okay.” You muttered again, corner of your lip turning upwards, making his stomach fuzzy when you pushed a piece of hair behind your ear, “Okay.” He giggled this time, pushing his body away from the counter as he kept his gaze on you.
Before he was about to leave, you managed to lift your head up, “Do you guys want me to prepare your drinks?” You asked, and then sucked your lips in, remembering yesterday, “Without the strawberry syrup.”
Heeseung studied your face for a second, your shy expression and the way your fingers fiddled with the end of your shirt behind your back as you expected an answer from him.
He beamed at you. “Without strawberry syrup.” He did it again, repeating you and then it was a weird silence before you both laughed again.
“Thank you, Y/n.” He smiled with the corner of his mouth, taking one last glance at you before he pushed the glass door, and you couldn’t help but snort when he stumbled and almost fell, smoothing his shirt quickly to act like nothing happened before he kept walking.
“What now? You don’t think he’s a beg anymore, Cinderella?” Yunjin mocked you, whispering the Cinderella part syllable by syllable into your ear. You felt your cheeks getting read before you pushed her face away from yours and ran to the restroom to slap cold water to your face.
You had no time to fall for rich guys. You knew that from the beginning. It was impossible for it to work, you belonged to two different worlds. Not only Heeseung but all of the guys right now playing outside, probably only used gold forks since they were babies.
And you get a warning today from your landlord because you delayed your monthly rent.
So no matter if Heeseung stared at you under his long lashes, or Jake called you beautiful, it was going to be all that. You were never going to marry rich. You never wanted that because you knew you would feel like an outsider for the rest of your life.
You checked your phone before going back and preparing their drinks, and saw a message from Nicholas. He was really sweet, he texted you the address and added sweet texts under telling how excited he is to see you and can’t wait to stare at your beauty.
You were going to end up with someone like him. A simple date, turning into like and then love, marrying, giving birth and then getting old. It would be funny if as a waitress you waited more from life.
You just sighed and walked to the front, being really melancholic. But the job always waited for you – and Lee Heeseung, who was now sitting right across the counter, waiting for his morning coffee from your hands.
You checked the time and it was nearing five, which meant it was your time to get ready. Boys were still going on with their tournament outside, and Yunjin kept mentioning Sunghoon butt’s way too much in the past 3 hours so you were glad you were leaving early.
“Let me see what you are wearing?” She raised an eyebrow at you, looking inside your bag to see. To save her from trouble, you picked out the dress from the bag, and showed it on your body for her to imagine.
“Oh god, that looks incredibly rich and sexy.” She winked, and then waved her hand in the air, “Go, go! Get changed, I’ll cover.”
You giggled and kissed her cheek before you ran to the restroom to get ready, and missed everything that happened in front of the restaurant right after you left.
“We should get dinner here too and then get home.” Sunghoon offered, eyeing the inside, “It looks very calm too, it could be nice.”
Their tournament was finally over and some people literally came to watch them, since they were known by the rich society, especially young girls. There were even some photographers who came to take some pics for magazines. Not to mention Yunjin reapplying her lip gloss just in case she appears in the pictures.
Heeseung was smiling wide since his team won, he rubbed Jay’s back, and then pulled him to a hug for the 9th time. “My boy.” He giggled, patting his shoulder.
Meanwhile Jake nodded to Sunghoon, accepting to have dinner there. Heeseung then agreed, he also wanted to see you again, and you smelled even more beautiful today, so he wouldn’t say no to missing out on that. But right before they were about to get inside, Heeseung heard a dog barking behind him, and his name echoing in his ears.
No. No, he didn’t want to turn around. No way his parents send Jisoo all the way here for them to have a date. Sadly, he immediately knew they exactly did that.
What if he acts like he heard nothing, and keeps walking. Would that be too rude? He felt like he already passed his rudeness limit in the past 3 days.
His plan fell to the water anyway, when her corgi started rubbing itself on his legs, and then barking at him.
“Heeseungie! Ah! She likes you so much! You love daddy don’t you, my love?”
Heeseung wanted to die.
“Did she just refer to you as daddy or am I tripping?” Jake mumbled with his lips closed and then put his hand over his mouth, watching the corgis gathering around them.
They watched her picking the dog from the floor and then, patting its head, the animal licking over her mouth, making Heeseung wince, and close one eye with disgust.
“Heeseungie! Chill, okay? We are going to be married soon, cupcake! But I make you nervous right, that is okay!” She chirped, putting the dog on the ground again and watching it run with heart eyes.
“Jisoo, I—“ Heeseung finally spoke, trying to gather all the right words so she wouldn't make a scene. “I know our families are friends and I know you heard some things…” He mumbled, trying to recover for the huge fuck up his parents caused.
She walked closer to him, walking her fingers on his chest, which made Heeseung look away with discomfort and then making him take a step back from her. “Jisoo, we can’t get married.”
Her eyeballs almost popped up from their places, at least that was how Heeseung would describe her shock when he told her the news. She giggled, covering her mouth with one hand. “Heeseungie, your mommy told me how funny you were! You really are!” She kept slapping his shoulder as she laughed, making Heeseung shake tiny and looking at the boys, crying for help.
“Jisoo!” Jake yelled, and smiled wide, getting all the attention on himself. She put her hands on her waist, eyeing Jake from head to toe, “And you were?”
“I am his best friend!” He screamed and then Heeseung just closed his eyes. He knew it was going to be a disaster when Jake acted like a hyper puppy and yelled at Jisoo in excitement.
“Oh.” She shrugged her shoulders and then raised an eyebrow at him. “Did you want to tell me something?” She asked, getting impatient and angry since he was interrupting her conversation with Heeseung.
“Jisoo, Heeseung has a girlfriend.”
She cackled, pushing Heeseung once again. “Heeseungieeeee!” She whined, “You already tell people I am your girlfriend? You are so! so! so! cute!”
Jay couldn’t stand watching this nonsense anymore and stood in front of Jake, putting his hands on her shoulder. “Jisoo, Heeseung has a girlfriend and it is not you. Heeseung is actually madly in love with another woman.”
Heeseung gulped loudly, he wanted to disappear because he knew she was going to create the biggest scene ever. First a yelp came from her lips, and then she walked over to Heeseung, pushing Jay and Jake into each other on the way.
“Is this true? I know they are lying because Lee Heeseung, if you had a girlfriend she would be all over the news. You are lying!” She screamed at his face, making Heeseung flinch with how loud her voice was. It would have been amazing if he had found the perfect girl to cover for him but sadly he didn’t. And now he was fucked, and he had no idea about what to do.
Until he heard heels clicking on the ground and that heavenly scent filling his nostrils again.
You checked yourself once again in the mirror, and tugged on the ends of your dress to adjust its length. You wanted to be honest, you looked extremely hot, the dress was holding your curves perfectly and the heels gave extra length to your legs, your makeup looked amazing and your hair looked just the way you wanted it.
You applied your lipstick lastly, smacking your lips against each other before putting the bullet in your purse, and exiting the restroom.
Yunjin was busy preparing orders and she also had no idea what was happening outside, the boys' backs were turned to you and you saw they were talking to someone, but because of their height you didn’t see who.
“Yunjin, I am going baby!” You yelled, and she blew you a kiss, then stopping what she was doing to see how you looked. “Damn! You will be getting married tonight.”
“Ugh, stop.” You giggled, waving your hand in the air. “Who will be the lucky guy?” You rolled your eyes and then turned around, pushing the glass door and stepping outside on the marble floor after you waved at her bye.
You took a tiny step, because of your heels and decided to ignore them, since they were busy and you looked damn extra. But when they all turned around and saw you standing there, looking gorgeous as ever, they all knew you were Heeseung’s guardian angel that day.
But you had no idea what was going to happen.
You tried to seem as neutral as possible when you took another step to walk past them and then another, and another… You felt everyone’s eyes were on you and you felt like the time was slowed down, the more you walked the longer it took.
You were about to take another step when you felt an arm snaking around your waist, and your body getting pulled by it, until you hit Heeseung, his hand resting comfortably on the beginning of your hip. You didn’t understand what was going on so you turned around in his arms, staring at him with big eyes to his bambi ones.
Just when you were about to protest, Heeseung spoke,
“Darling, there you are.”
Your face got into shapes it never did before and you stared at him first and then at the boys in shock. Then you saw the woman standing right in front you, her hands on her waist, literally fuming from anger.
“Heeseung, wha—
You couldn’t even finish your question when Heeseung’s hand grabbed the side of your face and his other arm snaked around your waist even more, then pressing his soft lips against yours and closing his eyes.
You panicked when he kissed you, you had no idea what was going on, why Heeseung’s plump lips were against yours right now, and why you weren’t protesting as he slightly caressed your cheek with his thumb, before he pulled you in more.
His cologne was in your nostrils, and his touch was the softest, actually you didn’t even remember being kissed this beautifully before. His eyes were closed and his brows were relaxed, his head was tilted enough just to capture your lips perfectly to his.
Your eyes closed for a second before he broke the kiss, staring at your eyes which were shut closed and your freshly applied lipstick smeared in the corner of your lip. He smiled in panic, his hand still on your cheek as leaned in and whispered something in your ear which you couldn’t exactly understand from the severe shock you were going through. But then you realized it was something along the lines of a simple sorry.
He was apologizing for kissing you.
Your eyes shot open, to the screams and crying of the woman, she got closer and kicked Heeseung on the knee, which made Heeseung grab his joint with his palm in pain, and lose the soft touch of his hand on your cheek. “I will tell this everywhere, Lee Heeseung.” She screamed, then pushed poor Jake again, making him stumble before she left and leaving the biggest mess behind.
You finally got yourself free from Heeseung’s hold, and then took a few steps back away from him.
“Y/n.” He managed to mumble your name, still in pain from the kick Jisoo threw on his kneecap. “I can explain everything, please.”
He didn’t have to explain anything because you weren’t that dumb to not understand what just happened. You were used by Lee Heeseung himself. In a very, very, disturbing way. You had no idea what was happening between him and that woman but surely he put on a show for her, just to prove something.
You walked to him and slapped him on the face, he just stayed like that and didn’t react to your slap, he just knew he deserved it. You pushed him from his chest with your finger, “Always wanted to say this to your face, Lee Heeseung. You look incredibly pathetic when you walk like you own the world.”
You hysterically laughed, and then walked backwards before you fully turned around and walked your way out of the club, feeling incredibly confused at the butterflies in your stomach, not knowing where they were coming from since all you felt was just pure anger, towards Heeseung. Idiot, Heeseung.
They all watched you disappear from their sight, everyone staring at Heeseung in shock, they never thought he would actually go that far and kiss you.
Jake decided to look around, to not make eye contact with Heeseung, because he knew he would act like it was all his idea and blame everything on him, so he suddenly sprinted, getting himself in the restaurant. Heeseung’s jaw clenched, and he chewed on his lips with worry.
Jay patted his shoulder, leaning into his ear.
“That was the one who called you a beg, by the way.”
You kept touching and unintentionally biting your lips on your way to Nicholas. You also had to push a few paparazzis, covering your face, because everyone thought something was going on between you and Heeseung. Even the thought of it made you want to throw up.
You were back to your factory settings. You hated Lee Heeseung.
Thankfully when you got out of the cab, Nicholas was waiting in front of the restaurant with a single rose in his hands, leaning against the wall. He still looked incredibly handsome.
“Hey!” He smiled, pulling you into a hug and kissing your cheek softly, “I missed you.”
You didn’t know why you tried to smell Heeseung on him, his sandalwood cologne was still lingering over your nostrils and you kind of didn’t want it to fade by another scent. Was it normal to hate someone so much but still think like this?
“Missed you too, Nicholas.” You gently broke the hug before he led the two of you to the restaurant. The place was really fancy and pretty, and you couldn’t wait to forget about what happened earlier and enjoy your date with Nicholas.
When you were enjoying your date with Nicholas, you had no idea your pictures of Heeseung kissing you were all over the internet, not only internet, some magazines were already printing them for their next issue.
Lee Heeseung, is he finally getting married?
Heeseung was still sitting down at the golf club with the boys, and they were just clueless about what was going to happen next.
“It is everywhere.” Sunghoon mumbled, scrolling down on his phone, “Even my mother reposted it with tons of emojis.”
“Oh.” Heeseung let out a loud whine, slapping his forehead. “I am fucked.”
Just when he couldn’t think he would be more fucked, his phone started ringing, his dad’s name appearing on the screen. Heeseung had no choice but to pick that call up and explain himself to his father.
“Wish me luck.” He mumbled before answering the phone and putting it on speakers.
“Dad?”
“Heeseung! Ah my sweet boy!” He let out a laugh, he sounded incredibly content. “Why didn't you tell us you were in a relationship?”
“I— ehh, Uhm.”
“Heeseung, my dear.” Her mother spoke this time. “She is the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen.”
Yunjin suddenly appeared behind, and mouthed a “of course she is” to Heeseung, then giving him a threatening look before she got back to work.
“Is she?” Heeseung managed to mumble, the guys getting shocked at him kept playing his game.
“Marry her Heeseung, the time has come son. Marry her and be the boss.”
Heeseung gulped, he didn’t know what to say. His original plan was doing this with a girl he knew and a girl would be okay with all this clownery. You didn’t seem like one of those girls.
He looked at his friends and they all shook their heads slowly, telling him to do it. They knew he had no other choice.
“I will ask her to marry me tonight, dad.”
A happy cry came from the phone, his dad was crying and Heeseung felt so guilty. This was all fake. And he was doing the worst thing a child could do to their parents.
“Then take her to us when she is ready, we would love to meet your fiancée.” His mother spoke up and then they said their byes, Heeseung mumbled a goodbye shyly because he felt incredibly guilty.
Yunjin meanwhile, heard everything, and when a glass shattered on the ground, they all turned around and looked at her.
“You.” She spoke, pointing at Heeseung with her finger, “You want to marry my best friend.”
“Uhm, it’s not like that.”
“Then what?” She screamed, making the boys flinch with the sharp noise she made. “Do you think she would agree with this?”
“I will hope for her to.” Heeseung said. “I have no other choice.”
“You are insane.” She rolled her eyes at him, leaving them all alone there.
Your date sucked.
Nicholas drank way too much, and you never remembered him as a drinker but when he was sipping the fifth glass of wine, he wasn’t even able to stare at your eyes.
So you did what you had to do, and dropped him off at his house with a cab, and then went back to your house. Only to see another disaster in front of your door.
All your personal stuff was kicked out, sprawled on the floor, the door had a big lock with chains so you can’t get in.
You let out a sob, looking at your clothes and makeup that was broken on the floor, and slapped your hand on your mouth, crying uncontrollably. “No.” you let out a sob, climbed down the stairs and called your landlord, but then you realized she had blocked your number.
“Fuck!” You screamed, falling on your knees and crying even louder. You didn’t have a home to stay at, your clothes were all destroyed on the floor and you never felt so helpless before. You opened your messages and saw Yunjin posted you multiple links and pictures.
“Oh my god.” You mumbled when you saw you and Heeseung kissing on twitter, and all over the internet. You checked her status and saw she already fell asleep so you didn’t bother calling her for help, her sleep was so heavy.
You had one place to go.
Heeseung stayed at the club, he didn’t feel like going home. The only thing he had in his mind was you, and how was he going to convince you to act like his fiancée. You had to be really desperate to accept something like this, but he had no other choice than trying his best.
There wasn’t anyone in the club and the moon was shining over his table, he loved being here, since they were kids, he always came here with his family and also it was where he met his brothers.
He sat on the grass, watching the lake above and a few ducks swimming in it. Only sound was the splash of their pedaling and he let his back rest on the ground as well, putting his arms under his head for support.
Now he had a better view, sky full of stars. His favorite view ever. He smiled, pointing at each planet and star he could remember from his dad’s teaching, he always did this whenever he was under them.
In a blink, he saw a shooting star, and he got excited, maybe this was a sign that everything was going to be okay. He hoped for that.
And you were surprised as ever when you saw a Heeseung laying on the grass, pointing at the sky randomly on his own. You blinked a few times to see if it was actually real, your eyes hurted, they were so swollen from crying.
You took your heels in your hand, to be able to walk comfortably on the grass and to make your way to Heeseung. He didn’t realize you were there until you sat down next to him, making him let out a loud gasp.
He stared at you in shock, not knowing where you came out from suddenly. You closed your eyes and laid on the grass like he did a minute ago, and when he kept staring at you, you huffed, pushing him from his chest with one hand to get him to his old position.
“What are you doing here?” You asked him, watching the stars.
“Just thinking.” He replied, and then let out a sigh. Maybe you really were his guardian angel or something.
“Thinking of your girlfriend?”
He turned his head to look at you, your eyes were still closed and a faint smile was on your lips. He remembered how he kissed them earlier today, and he could never deny that your taste lingered on his mouth for hours.
“I am sorry for everything. I know we only had horrible moments.”
You giggled, licking your lips. “Mhm, that’s true.”
For some reason, Heeseung being next to you made you feel comfortable, and soft, your eyes were getting heavier every moment. You wanted to sleep there. Actually you were going to sleep there because you had nowhere to go.
“Can I add another one? He asked, blinking a few times before he gathered all his courage. Lee Heeseung, what was he going to say this time to drive you mad again.
“Will you marry me?”
You probably heard that wrong because no way Heeseung was actually asking you to marry him.
“I am sorry Heeseung, I am incredibly sleepy so I heard that wrong.” You rubbed your eyes to open them, and looked at him, but when you saw his bambi eyes gazing at yours desperately, you understood you heard everything right.
“My parents want me to marry you and…” He sighed, getting up to sit, “Look this may sound bad but can you act like my fiancée for a while? Only for a month?”
You also sat up, facing him, “Are you mad?”
“I will give you a lot of money.”
You got even angrier, he was back to being the rich brat Heeseung that you knew he was. You got up from the ground, swearing to air, and wanting to get the fuck out of there. But Heeseung’s hand wrapped around your wrist, stopping you from leaving.
“Just for a month. I will be free after this and you will actually have a house to live in.”
Your eyes squinted in pain, and you stuttered, “H-how do you know?”
“Why are you here at this time instead of being at home? I also heard you and Yunjin talking about it.”
“So you also eavesdrop?”
“I don’t, I just happened to be there.”
“Like how I just happened to be there for you to kiss?”
He gulped, staring at your eyes. You would normally be the last person for this plan, because you were clever, and witty. Heeseung needed someone who would do anything he wanted for a month but as you said, you happened to be there, at the perfect moment.
“Please say yes, Y/n.” He held your hands, and squeezed them. “Everyone already thinks you are my girlfriend.”
You let out a hysterical laugh, “Yeah, I saw that.”
Only if you weren’t desperate you would have landed a second slap on his pretty cheek and left, but you literally needed the money he was going to give you. And maybe since you’ll be known, you might even start doing your real profession, and become a fashion designer after this is all over. The world of fame was cruel and you knew that so if Heeseung wanted to use you, you were also free to use his fame.
Only a month with Heeseung… What could possibly go so wrong?
“Fine.” You mumbled, drawing your hands to yourself from his, and crossing your arms over your chest. “I will be your fake fiancée.”
Since you had nowhere to go, Heeseung took you to his place, thankfully no paparazzi was waiting outside the building for pictures. You watched him opening the door to his incredible penthouse, you just wanted to sleep, bet he had some comfy ass beds.
“You can sleep on my bed.” He said, putting his keys on the table. His place was luxurious and neat, and smelled clean. He had soft leds on the ceiling as illumination which was really moody in a good way.
“What about you?” You asked, leaning your back against his kitchen counter as he filled a pot with water for it to boil. “My couch is comfortable.” He smiled at you.
He cleared his throat when he checked you out, your tight mini dress hugging your curves beautifully. “You can go to my closet and wear whatever you want for bed.”
“And tomorrow we will buy you a new closet.”
“Huh?” You choked on your saliva, coughing hard. “Buy me what?”
“I messaged a stylist that I know, he will create a closet for you to wear for the month. Oh and also…” He walked to the seating area and grabbed a file that was on his desk. “I prepared an agreement for us.”
“And if you have any rules, please add.” He handed you a pen along with the file, you turned around and put it on the counter, leaning on your elbows to read. It was classic boring law stuff about what you can do legally and you rolled your eyes reading it. Heeseung’s rules were also attached on the last page and it had few matters. You weren’t allowed to go on dates with others, and spread any harmful rumors about yourself and stuff like that.
You took the pen and wrote y/n’s rules and underlined it sharply as Heeseung watched you.
“I will only kiss you if it’s deadly necessary.” You read your rules out loud.
“If your parents ask me about when I’m giving them grandchildren, I am out.”
“If you call me honeybun, little miss, or anything like that, I am allowed to kick you in the balls.”
“Hey!” Heeseung exclaimed. “What do you think I am?”
You shrugged, signing the paper. “Is that all?” He asked and you nodded. “Don’t worry I won’t rob you.” You winked at him, making him sweat.
Heeseung smiled with a sign of worry hidden behind his eyes and went back to see if the water was boiling.
“So, what will happen when we break up?” You sighed, “And, what if your parents love me so much? You clowned him, chuckling on your own. You really were the last person alive he would choose for this.
“Don’t worry about that for now.” He mumbled, putting the ramen into the boiling water. “Go get changed, that dress looks uncomfortable.”
You entered Heeseung’s bedroom and you had only one thought.
That place was decorated to have sex all night long.
It had warm tones and moody lightning like his living room, his sheets were soft and silky and the overall vibe was minimalistic and cozy. You sighed, imagining yourself cuddling here while it rains and having coffee.
Your pathetic virgin brain was giving you more sinful ideas but you pushed them away as you made your way to his closet, which was just another area in the penthouse you fell in love with. His shirts were color coordinated and neatly hung and you couldn’t help but ran your hand through them as you walked. His colorful golf polos were folded and were sitting beautifully in the glass cabinet. You also spotted some women’s clothing but you decided to ignore that. You already knew your beloved fiancé had a very active sex life.
You picked a t-shirt that is oversized for your body, it was covering up your ass but you still thought it was way too revealing. You found some shorts and slipped them over, you looked extremely funny but you also had no reason to look sexy.
You returned back to the bedroom and sat on his bed, slightly bouncing yourself on it to test the softness before you laid back on it horizontally and stretched your whole body. Your neck cracked as you stretched it all the way back, just to see a pink bottle standing on his drawer upside down. Next to his bed.
You panicked and turned around, seeing the strawberry picture on it. You blinked a few times, before Heeseung stormed into the room, for the exact bottle you were staring at. He forgot it on his bedside table even though he kept reminding himself to throw it away.
“Huhh-Ahhh. That’s not mine.” Was the first words when he caught you examining the bottle.
You shrugged. “Well it could be.”
“No, but it really is not, I was going to throw that away.”
“It’s okay, Heeseung, all men use it to… you know” You pouted and nodded your head, “You don’t have to explain yourself to me.”
“I am not explaining myself, it just doesn’t belong to me.”
You raised your eyebrows at him. “So it belongs to a girl?”
“Yes.” He sighed.
“Heeseung, you don’t have a girlfriend right? Please don’t make me involve in all this if you—“
“I don’t have a girlfriend. I only have you.” And he was right, he only had you, since none of the girls he casually fucked before wanted him back, because he managed to drive them crazy.
You gulped, staring at his eyes, getting nervous by his gaze. He was still wearing his golf outfits and you suddenly felt exposed laying on his bed as you talked to him.
“Is the ramyeon ready?” You changed the topic and got up from the bed, looking silly in Heeseung’s outfits. His eyes examined his clothes on your body, the way his t-shirt made you look tiny inside of it and his shorts which were covering down to your knees.
He snorted.
“Not funnier than your strawberry lube.” You gave him a deadly look before you moved to the door.
“I told you! It is not mine!” He shouted as he followed you to the kitchen from your back.
As you ate the ramyeon he cooked, Heeseung told you all the steps you had to go through together and it made you overwhelmed. It felt like you were marrying a Royal.
“So, tomorrow, we will go to the company together, and there, we will arrange a date for our engagement party. Then we can go to Oliver, and he will pick you a dress for it.”
You huffed, playing with your chopsticks in front of you, you finished your meal before him because he was talking a lot.
“My parents think we are getting engaged tonight, which is true— oh, wait! Your ring.” He pushed his chair back to get up and went to his room. You just waited sitting on the chair, and checked your nails if they were ring worthy, thank god you had manicured nails with a light baby pink shade on them.
“Can’t believe I am getting engaged like this.” You mumbled to yourself when you saw Heeseung walking up to you with a red velvety box.
“Here.” He placed it next to your plate, and sat back down.
You faked a smile. “Aw, how romantic of you Heeseung, thanks! Yes I accept.” You rambled with no emotion whatsoever, but then gasped when you opened the box and saw the oval shaped engagement ring that was shiny enough to blind your eye.
“You might wanna save this for your real future wife.” You looked over at him, finding him softly smiling at your reaction.
“Not planning to find her soon, so… it is yours.”
You took the ring out of its cushion and gently placed it on your ring finger, it fitted perfectly, like it was made for you.
“Mhm, so pretty.” You mumbled sweetly, showing the back of your hand to him. “Do I pull it off?”
Heeseung giggled, looking down and getting shy at your question, he felt like he actually proposed for a second. “You do. It looks good on you.” Heeseung mumbled as he stared at your delicate fingers, and he for a moment had a vision of them pulling on his hair but it made him choke on his spit.
“Heeseung, oh my god! Are you okay?” You got up from your chair and walked over to his side, rubbing his back as he coughed, “Y-yah, am— ok.” He choked out, and begged for his imagination to stop running wild.
Nothing was going to happen between you and him and he knew that better than his own name. You had nothing to do with him.
“You really scared me, I thought I was becoming a widow way too soon.” You giggled at your own joke. He faintly smiled, his cheeks red from coughing hard earlier.
“So how did we meet? Or How did we fall in love? I think we should have one story about that, right?”
Heeseung put his hand under his chin as his gaze went to his ceiling. “Just how it is I guess.”
“I fell in love with the girl who served me disgusting americanos.”
You stood up from your chair and punched his shoulder, a laugh mixed with pain left his mouth, as you also started laughing with him. “Seriously, Heeseung. Will your family be okay with me being…uhm, normal?”
He softly nodded, blinking his eyes at you. “Yes.”
Maybe you saw Heeseung and his family as monsters because you watched too many soap operas on your empty days, but he wasn’t that bad at all. He didn’t want you to act like someone else in front of his parents, and he didn’t feel ashamed because he had to bring you as his fiancée. On the contrary, he seemed sure of you and even proud.
“You should go get changed too, I’ll clean here.” You smiled at him. He first protested but you literally saw his bambi eyes tearing up with tiredness, like you, he also had a tough day and you knew that.
You put your bowls in the dishwasher and then looked around in his house as you heard him taking a shower. He had pictures with his family and his friends in his living room which were really cute because baby Heeseung was adorable to look at. He had vintage dvds in a basket next to his big screen tv, and surprisingly mostly 90’s rom-coms.
Maybe he manifested this you thought, your lives sounded like a rom-com, minus the romantic part of it.
“I put the heating down a little bit, it can get really warm at night.” You heard Heeseung coming to the living room and when you turned around, you saw him standing in a bathrobe, ruffling his black hair with a towel. His chest was peeking through and he looked soft, his shower gel smelled heavenly even though he was a few meters away from you. You wanted to let out a big sigh at your view.
“Okay, thank you.” You mumbled, trying to look at something else. “Are you sure you will be comfortable on the couch? For a month?”
He was sipping on some water when you popped him the question. “Hmm,” You heard him mumbling before he gulped, “I sleep there a lot, I will be fine.”
“Do I need to know anything about your sleeping habits?” You asked, forcing yourself to stare in his eyes.
“...No, I guess…”
“Do you sleepwalk?”
His mouth opened with a frown on his face, “As far as I know, no.”
“Do you sleep with your eyes open?”
He sheepishly giggled, “I don’t, but Jay does, and it is kind of hilarious.”
You put your finger on your chin to think of more questions. “Do you always shower at night?”
He gulped, slowly nodding his head. “Yes..?”
You smiled, “Cool, I shower in the mornings.”
Heeseung rubbed his neck, he thought about you and your shower routine and he still had no idea why the smallest and random things about you got him going like this. He swore he never felt this way, and it made him nervous.
“Cool.” He replied.
You bit your lips watching him walking backwards, “Cool.” You smiled.
It was the same thing that happened today, and you hated how your stomach tickled at it. And it got even funnier when Heeseung stumbled, again, but this time he saw that you saw him.
“Fuck.” He cursed, grabbing his ankle, “I better go get changed.” He muttered before he disappeared, leaving you with a cheeky smile on your face.
Later that night, when you put your head on Heeseung’s soft pillows, you wondered what was waiting for you. You had no home, you were in some boy’s bed who you don’t even know that much yet, with a ring that probably costs a fortune. You didn’t understand why you were not worried, though. You felt calm, and safe. Your whole mind and soul decided to trust Heeseung, and you just followed.
It was either going to be the best or worse one month of your life.
Heeseung woke up earlier than he normally does because he was extremely nervous. He kept tossing and turning around all night too, he even downloaded stupid games on his phone and tried to play and when he couldn’t focus on that, he decided to call Jake, but when he sent him a selfie and scarred him for life, he understood he was busy.
So he sat until 4am, zapping through tv and he dozed off around those hours, and it was 7 in the morning, and his eyes were still swollen from the lack of sleep. He kind of felt he had problems sleeping these days, and it seemed to be getting worse for him.
He sleepily prepared coffee for himself and while it was brewing he used the bathroom, but he realized he forgot his toothbrush at his ensuite bathroom, which was where you were sleeping in.
He tried to tiptoe his way to not disturb you, or look like a freak who was spying on you sleeping. He opened the door slowly, thankfully your back was turned to him and your leg was over the covers, between your thighs, you slept messy and it was kind of funny to him.
He grabbed his toothbrush and stopped when he realized you were mumbling incoherently. You started to whine even, and it seemed like you were in pain in a nightmare. He walked up to you, and when he saw your knitted eyebrows, he knew you were having a bad dream.
What was he going to do? He knew just shaking you from your shoulder and running away could work, he would have woken you up from your dream without getting caught.
“Y/n.” He softly whispered as he tried to tap your shoulder, but you being a light sleeper and sleeping somewhere you are not used to made you wake up in panic, grabbing the first thing that was in front of you.
That being the collar of Heeseung’s silk pjs, and pulling him right into you, his nose bumping to yours as his body slumped over you.
His forearm was on your pillow next to your head and he couldn’t move because of your strong grip on his shirt. “I— You were having a nightmare.” He mumbled, his face still dangerously close to your face. Your fingers on his shirt loosened up and fell to your chest, as you watched his adam’s apple moving with a strong gulp.
“It’s okay.” You whimpered, when his eyes closed ever so slightly, the smell of your shampoo intoxicating him once again. He couldn’t move, he didn’t want to. You didn’t push him away too, you just let him stay like that.
Your eyes closed too, as your noses rubbed against each other for a second, and his lips slightly brushed over your cheek as he inhaled you once more. Your body freezed with his touch, you were still in shock with the nightmare you just had and finding Heeseung on top of you.
“Heeseung.” You put one hand on the side of his neck, to you, he smelled heavenly too, his shower gel still lingering on his baby soft skin. “Mhm?” You heard a mumble from him, and right when you were about to pull him to your lips and fuck everything up, your alarm went off.
“Fuck.” You cursed, finally pushing Heeseung away, and ruining your little moment. He fell back down on the bed as you snoozed your phone, and checked the time. You licked your lips and stared at him, who was still rendering what just happened in his mind.
“Good morning.” You shyly mumbled, playing with your hair that was probably a mess.
“Morning.” He gulped, “Sorry for that, by the way.”
You nodded your head, sucking your lips in. “It’s fine.”
He forced a smile, getting up from the bed, “We will have a really long day today, so we better get ready. Breakfast?” He asked as he walked to his closet to find something to wear. You scratched your head as you think. “Uhmm, I’ll have what you usually have.” You mumbled as you also got up from the bed and walked into the bathroom.
“I usually don’t eat in the mornings!” He yelled from the closet to you, and you rolled your eyes as you brushed your teeth. You knew he was one of those classic I only drink orange juice in the mornings type of rich dude.
You spat the foam and rinse your mouth before you made your way to the closet, to find Heeseung buttoning his ironed white shirt in front of a mirror. You found yourself leaning against the door frame as you watched him, the cotton fabric sitting beautifully on his chest as he left a few buttons open. His tanned skin looked perfect, and soft.
“What should I wear?” You asked as you entered the room.
“The dress from yesterday?” He offered, turning around to smile at you as he fixed his collar, “Since you don’t have anything to wear yet. We will get you clothes today.”
“Isn’t that… too much?” You doubted, as you walked to your dress that was thrown messily on the chair.
“Not at all.” He sprayed some cologne behind his ears before he walked past you to leave the room. “I will be waiting in the living room.”
Heeseung was huffing and sighing as he kept checking his watch, you literally took forever to get ready. You didn’t even have any makeup to put on and you had your outfit ready, but taking a shower took so long. Heeseung’s shower was so fucking good.
It was spacious and black marble, even the water was dripping down your skin so gently, you didn’t want to leave. His stuff smelled good too, and you went through everything he had out of curiosity. He had some men's skincare stuff and a variety of shower gels, including ones that are made for women. Oh you were now sure he had company before you.
Meanwhile Heeseung wanted to break the door and come in, and look at what was taking you so long. At the end, you appeared in the kitchen, looking the same as the previous night. Only difference this time, you smelled like him.
“I had some stuff for you there.” He mumbled as he tied his shoe at the foyer, as you fixed your hair one more time in the mirror, the ring on your finger blinding your eyes once again.
“I liked yours better.” You simply answered, turning around to look at him, “Is there a problem?”
He nodded his head to the sides as he stood up, “You can use whatever you want.”
You smiled at him as you put your hands on your waist, showing him that you were ready to go. And when he grabbed your hand and intertwined your fingers together, your heart skipped a beat.
“Once we get out of here, there will be paparazzi waiting. Don’t let go of my hand, okay?” He gently warned you as he opened the door and pulled you outside with him. You walked to the elevators in silence, and you unintentionally squeezed Heeseung’s hand harder. He probably did this for you to get used to it, and for it to look more natural.
When the elevator came to the lobby floor, he again walked first and you saw people starting to flash their cameras to the inside of the building, which made you flinch and rest your face on Heeseung’s shoulder for a second.
“Sssh, it’s fine.” He hugged you, kissing your forehead lovingly, you knew he was playing to the cameras but you also saw the genuine worry in his eyes.
“Don’t worry, the driver is waiting for us and we will get to the car immediately, you don’t have to say anything to them, alright?” He mumbled to your forehead before, holding your chin up with one finger.
“I am not scared.” You pouted, staring at his eyes. “Not scared when you hold my hand, I know you will protect me.”
He smiled with teeth, caressing your cheek. “That’s a good girl. Now let’s go.”
Your heart flipped inside when he held your waist this time and pushed the door with another hand, only to hold you with both arms after that. You heard him mumbling ‘thank you’, and ‘not now’, to paparazzi as you didn’t even understand what was going on, being dragged to the car in Heeseung’s hold, through a crowd. You found comfort in his embrace, even though the situation you were in was extremely uncomfortable.
He opened the car door and caged the frame as you got in safely, and you watched him smiling and giving a thumbs up to the reporters before he got in the car himself too, letting out a big release.
“I am sorry for all that, baby.” He smiled gently, as he eyed the driver for you to act along. You panicked but then put your hand on his upper leg, to soothe him, “It’s fine, baby.” You copied him, and then giggled softly before you drew your hand back and left Heeseung flustered.
“To Oliver’s boutique.” He told the driver and then he stared at you. You were watching outside and all the paparazzi running after the car you were in. You couldn’t believe all those people were there just to see you.
“Something wrong?” He asked as he leaned into your ear but you nodded. “No, I am fine.” You assured him and waited for the drive to end in silence.
When you arrived at the boutique you didn’t expect to find Yunjin, standing with the boys in front of the fancy store.
“I thought you might like having her here.” Heeseung mumbled shyly, and you couldn’t help but wrap your arms around his neck. In your head, everything was a show but deep down, you really needed that, and Heeseung was sensible enough to think of it.
“Thank you, Heeseung.” You smiled at him genuinely, before he opened the door to get out first and then held it open for you to get out. You heard Yunjin’s loud scream the moment you stepped out.
“Fucking hell! I am blinded by that.” She squeaked, grabbing your hand to examine the huge rock on your ring finger. You slapped your face with your free hand, when your friend’s first worry was your engagement ring. Fake, engagement ring.
“Women, and their love for sparkly things.” Sunghoon rolled his eyes as he stepped inside the store, obviously mocking Yunjin’s attention for the diamond. She sent a deadly look in his way. “And men, who are not able to find a woman to give one.”
“Congratulations, bro.” Jay grabbed Heeseung’s hand as he bumped his shoulder to his. “I should have brought tissues, this is so emotional.” He talked without moving his face the slightest. Heeseung only huffed at him, ignoring his antics.
He cleared his throat after they entered the store all together to get the attention on himself. “Listen to me. Only the six of us know the truth. No one can know, okay?”
Jake put his hand on his forehead quickly. “Yes, sir!”
Yunjin mimicked zipping her mouth and then throwing the imaginary key at Sunghoon’s head, which made his eyes roll. They definitely did not like each other, even though poor Yunjin was salivating over him only a day ago.
You realized your hand was holding Heeseung’s and you didn’t even realize when he locked his fingers to yours since you entered, but when you swayed your hands in the air, he came to a realization of it but he didn’t let go, instead he brought your hand to his lips, to leave a soft kiss on your knuckles.
“Ah there! My favorite client.”
You understood why Heeseung’s lips were on your knuckles when you saw the man standing in front of you. You coughed lightly.
“And his beautiful fiancée, awww.” He held a hand over his mouth, closing his eyes. “Stop. I am so emotional.”
Jake was going through racks as Jay bumped his shoulder to his. “Bet he is going to start crying in 3. 2–”
“Heeseung! When did you grow up, I remember you coming here with your mother, you used to pee on yourself a lot—”
“Oliver, haha.” Heeseung fake laughed loudly, silencing him to not say embarrassing things about him but you just imagined Heeseung as a baby and peeing in this luxury store and a snort left your mouth.
Heeseung stared at you with knitted eyebrows as he squeezed your hand in his, widening his bambi eyes. You held a hand over your mouth, “M sorry, okay.” You cleared your throat and took a deep breath before you reached your hand to Oliver.
“Hi, I am Heeseung’s fiancée, Y/n.” You smiled sweetly, which made him tear up.
“And I am the person who is gonna give you the best makeover of your life.”
“Ugh, fuck.” You whined, trying to reach the zipper that was on your lower back. It was impossible to zip up for some reason, and you absolutely didn’t want to break a dress that probably cost a fortune.
You gently opened your curtain and saw Oliver walking to the store part from the changing rooms, “Oliver, hey!” You yelled at him to ask for his help but he swayed his hand in the air, “Babe, ask for Heeseung please, I will be right back.” He dodged you, and left.
Heeseung was standing against the mirrored wall, looking at his phone as he waited for you, and the others were probably just looking around the store, Yunjin was still searching for her own dress to wear at the party.
“Heeseung.” You called him, pressing the dress on your chest with both arms so it won’t fall. His attention immediately fell on you, walking to you in hurried steps. “Hm?”
“Can you zip the dress?” You asked him, opening the curtain for him to see the situation inside. “Oh!” He mumbled, getting in and closing the curtain again. He put his phone in his back pocket before he pushed your hair from your back to see the zipper.
His one hand came in contact with your waist as his fingers pinched the zipper and pulled it upwards in slow motion, or maybe you felt like it was in slow motion, due to feeling dizzy under his touch. His hands stopped by your shoulder blades as he zipped your dress, his nose cheekily getting a sniff of your hair, and his hands staying on your hips for a while before he turned you around slightly for you to look in the mirror.
Your reflection, with him behind you made your heart flutter, you actually looked so good together, it could have been a sin that all of it was fake.
“Good?” He whispered to your ear, dragging his hands up to your shoulder. Your cheeks burned, when he gently rested his chin on your shoulder. You nodded to him, trying to control your heart’s beating.
“I think you should wear this today.” He mumbled, before he turned you around in his arms and wrapped them around your waist. “You really are so beautiful.”
You frowned, “Where are all these compliments coming from?” You stopped yourself from giggling as you stared at him.
“Just wanted to say we feel different about each other, since you think I am a beg.”
You slapped a hand over your mouth. “How the fuck do you know about that?” You whisper yelled at him, not even realizing his thumb was stroking you over your dress behind your back. Heeseung shrugged, “Jay told me.”
“I don’t feel that way anymore, if you are wondering.” You put your hands on his chest, staring up at him. “I think you’re okay.”
“Just okay?” He smiled smugly and you slapped his chest. “You are kind and sweet.” You shrugged your shoulders, “Handsome too…”
He leaned in, resting his forehead to yours softly, “You think so?” A smirk appeared on his lips as you nodded. “I thought this was going to be a nightmare when you first asked me to do this.” You confessed to him, not understanding why your bodies ended up so close to each other every time.
“But you surprised me, Heeseung.”
A sigh passed through between his lips, his minty aroma hitting yours as he tilted his head. “Maybe, we can,” He stopped and smiled at the thought of what he was going to say but you jumped in fear when the curtain opened wide and saw Oliver holding at least ten dresses in his hand.
“Oh, I am sorry for interrupting your little romantic moment.” He giggled, and Jake literally appeared behind him after hearing what he said. His eyes widened when he saw Heeseung’s arms snaking around your waist loosely.
“Romantic moment, huh?” Jake wiggled his eyebrows at Heeseung, teasing him. He knew his friend, and he knew you were way too pretty to deny feelings for. In the end, something was going to happen sooner or later. He didn’t think it would happen in less than twenty - four hours though.
Jay also appeared with a bunch of sunglasses in his hand that he picked for you. “You will need these to protect your eyes from the flashes.” He smiled, putting them on the table where the stuff you are meant to purchase laid on.
Heeseung pulled you to himself with one arm this time, holding you close to his waist. “Try everything else baby, I will be waiting outside.” He kissed the top of your cheek lightly before he let go of you. Oliver was letting out whines at Heeseung supposedly being in love with you.
He was an amazing actor, for sure.
You opened the curtain to show them the dress that was cream colored, right over your knee. You were holding your hair up in a ponytail as you turned around, to show them the back.
“Five out of ten.” Jay shrugged.
“I’d say seven to be honest.” Jake took a look at you from head to toe.
“It’s a little bit, uhm, showing.” Heeseung put his finger under his chin. “You can’t meet my family in this.”
You rolled your eyes, before you stuck your tongue to them. “I have one more.”
You quickly got rid of your dress while Heeseung watched the material dropping to your feet that was covered in stilettos. Your ankles looked so delicate as you got one leg out of the dress and he saw your hand that sparkled with a ring, picking it up from the floor.
Knowing that you were naked in there made him dizzy, and the slightest bit he could see from the little space under the cabin was enough to make him think dirty about you.
He gulped loudly, making Jay and Jake’s attention fall on him.
“Dude, you’re so whipped.” Jake sucked his lips in.
“Shut up, Jake.”
“No but he is right, remember you used to pop boners for our literature teacher when we were 16? It’s like deja vu.”
“Thank you for reminding me of that.” Heeseung faked a smile, slightly looking down at his crotch to see if he was bulging. “I don’t pop boners anymore, by the way.”
“Whatever you say.” Jay shrugged, and kept reading the magazine that was in his hand.
“Where the fuck is Hoon?” Heeseung realized his absence and looked around and then couldn’t seem to find him with his eyes.
You opened the curtain once again, and for the last time, an emerald green dress sitting tight on your curves, an elastic between your teeth as you smoothed out your hair in the mirror before you put it up in a messy bun.
Heeseung almost gasped at his view, he didn’t remember a color looking so good on a woman before. You turned around to them, smoothing your hands over your curves as you put your one leg in front of the other.
“Thoughts?”
“Yeah. We are buying that,” He spoke, getting up from his place to distract himself and then walked over to the cashier’s desk as employees carried your stuff behind his back, following him.
“He liked it, I guess.” You pouted at the boys and they only forced a nervous giggle, knowing Heeseung was literally gagged at this point.
You were about to get in the cabin and change to the dress that you were supposed to wear but your dear friend finally appeared.
Your eyes widened when you saw her appearance, you grabbed her by her wrist to pull her to yourself.
“Why do you have lipstick on your chin?” You raised a brow at her, only to see Sunghoon walking over to the boys and having a pinkish glossy tint on his lips and neck.
“Yunjin what did you do?” You whispered, as you watched Jay rolling his eyes and grabbing a tissue, wiping Sunghoon’s face as he angrily mumbled stuff to him.
“Just a one time thing.” She rolled her eyes.
“Oh my god, did you fuck him? Here?!” You shouted at her in a whisper tone.
“Girl relax, he wanted it so I gave him a taste.” She turned around and looked over at Sunghoon, who was also staring at her with hazy eyes, his bottom lip captured by his teeth.
“I seriously can’t believe you both.” You cried out when Sunghoon winked at her, and got slapped on the shoulder by Jay, again.
Heeseung held your hand on the way to the company, where the press was already informed and waiting for your announcement. You were wearing a nice rich looking dress with the same stilettos and the trunk of the car was filled with your new clothes that you were going to wear for the month.
He was telling you what you needed to say and you tried your best to focus but you were nervous. You trusted Heeseung, you really did but your first time with them scared you.
“Hey.” Heeseung mumbled, leaning to your cheek, “Don’t worry, okay? Just a little interview, I will answer most of the questions.”
You nodded your head and turned your face to him, sharing a nose kiss again, which always made you feel comfortable in a non romantic way with him. You leaned back, and smiled at his closed eyes before he stared at your eyes.
“What else do we need to do?” You whispered, then showing your hands that were locked into each other, “Other than doing this?”
His head tilted to the side, watching your soft mannerisms as you looked down, getting shy at what you were asking. You were adorable, you were the first person Heeseung ever felt this close to in less than 24 hours. Not physically maybe but, his soul felt calm when he was with you.
“Nothing, as fake fiancés.” He replied, pushing a piece of strand from your styled hair behind your ear, “But as Heeseung and Y/N, I wondered if…”
You remembered your conversation that was cut off by Oliver earlier. “As us?” You raised your eyebrows, leaning your cheek against his palm.
He gulped, and pulled away, only resting a hand on your knee now. “We can become good friends.”
Heeseung regretted saying that when he saw your brows knitting. Why in the world did he even say ‘friends’? It came out of his mouth that way, because how was he going to explain the closeness between you and him with a different word? Lovers? Partners? His girlfriend?
“Good friends…” You mumbled, beaming at him. “I think we are friends now.” You softened your gaze as you rested your cheek on the head rest. When Heeseung mirrored you and rested his cheek to the headrest as well, you stared at his starry eyes once again.
“What are you looking at?”
“Did anyone else tell you that you look like Bambi?”
Soft pink tint covered his cheeks along with heat at your question. You found it adorable.
He nodded his head. “So many times.”
You bit your lips, “Girls?”
He nodded again.
You clicked your tongue at him. “So I am not the first one. Ouch.”
He gave you a mischievous smile. “You are the first girl I put a ring on, though.”
You huffed, showing his shoulder lightly. “True, lucky me.”
As your small talk came to a stop, the car also parked in front of a tall building, paparazzi waiting outside again, as Heeseung warned you previously.
“Ready?” He smiled and held your again, before he opened the door, and got out, and you followed him.
The moment you stepped outside, the questions were thrown at you. The flashes would have been blinding if you weren’t wearing the glasses Jay brought for you. Heeseung was also wearing a pair of sunnies, as you both walked up the stairs, to give a small interview to the press.
Heeseung put an arm over your waist, in a protective way before he took his sunglasses off, and you copied him, smiling gently as you revealed your whole face to the cameras.
“Congratulations on your engagement sir, when is the wedding?”
Heeseung chuckled before a mic was straightened to his face. “We will enjoy being engaged for a while.” He answered kindly.
“Can we see the ring?” A voice came up from the crowd and you stared up at Heeseung. He held your hand and showed it to the cameras, which you almost rolled your eyes at but only a fake smile plastered on your lips. You sighed when Heeseung kissed your knuckle and rested your hand around his waist this time.
Oh, having your arms around him felt so good, you wanted to snuggle him like a cat and rub your nose on his musky smelling neck so badly. But you didn’t, of course.
“Heeseung Ssi, how did you two realize you were in love?”
Heeseung panicked. You could see his chest heaving up and down faster than normal, and he stared at the floor. He knew everyone was watching this right now, including his parents. And he couldn’t answer, but thank god he had you.
Your hand on his waist stroked his side softly before you leant to the mic in front of him.
“We were stargazing and I couldn’t get my eyes off him. That’s when I realized.” A loud ‘aw’ and adoration sounds came from the reporters.
You leaned up against him and pulled him to your body even more, kissing under his cheekbone, “Right, darling?”
Heeseung wanted to cry, he wanted to hug you and thank you after this, for saving his ass so gracefully.
“That is the day I fell in love as well.” He mumbled, only staring at your eyes as he spoke, for a moment you thought he was saying the truth. “She was prettier than the stars.”
“Was I?” You giggled softly.
Heeseung was not lying but he knew you thought everything was an act, and everything you told him was an act. So when he softly nodded his head, he didn’t expect you to grab his cheek and place a chaste kiss on his lips.
Heeseung froze, re-living the first memory of your lips touching his, in the opposite way now. Your lips were warm and soft, just pressing on his with a gentle force. Your hand on his face caressed his cheekbone, your ring sparkling beautifully on his cheek, as you held him.
You smiled against his lips before pulling back, as tons of pictures were getting captured of your romantic kiss.
You acted like you were shy and slightly turned around, hiding your face in the crook of his neck, as he put a hand on your lower back, still in shock of the kiss you gave him.
“Now we are even, Lee Heeseung.” He heard you giggling to his ear, and he found himself sucking his lips in, the soft touch of your palm still on his cheek before you dragged your hand to his shoulder and turned your face to the cameras again.
He stared down at your eyes that were looking at him with a smirk pulling on your lips.
He thought, maybe you were the one and this was just the beginning of your story.
You let your fall back on the couch in Heeseung’s living room, taking off your stilettos and throwing them on the floor as you heard the click sound of the kettle.
“Thank god I am not marrying you for real, because I guess all your kitchen skills consist of boiling hot water for ramyeon.”
He giggled at your reaction as he walked up to the sofa you were sitting at, standing behind it as he watched you cracking your neck, your butt on the edge of it as your legs were straight. He patted your head in a protective way.
“Next week we are getting engaged officially and you are already complaining.”
You sighed, “And I am meeting your parents, please don’t forget that.”
He walked around and sat next to you so you fixed the way you were sitting immediately. “They will like you, don’t worry.”
“I am so tired.” You whined, covering your face with your hands. It really was extremely tiring, all the attention, cameras, questions… In the company the jealous eyes staring at you as you walked along with Heeseung, fingers intertwined.
You bet all those girls who worked for him wanted to get in his pants and marry him. When you saw their looks at you, you understood how much of a big thing you were in. You were marrying the most popular bachelor in the country.
Even when you arranged a date with his assistants, to your chance, they were men, they took a look at you like you were an outsider, like you didn’t belong there. But you didn’t say anything to Heeseung, you didn’t want to be a brat and cause him trouble or give him unnecessary stuff to worry about.
You were also worried about Heeseung, the man had lube beside his bed table, it was obvious he had an active sex life unlike your virgin self, and now for a month he only had you. To do nothing with.
You gulped, when you heard him asking what you were thinking about.
“N-nothing.” You mumbled, but your cheeks were giving away.
“Why are you blushing?” He smirked, bopping your nose cutely, which made you let out a sigh mixed with a giggle.
“I am not blushing, Heeseung.” You scolded him, turning your face away. He leaned against you and grabbed your chin in a soft way, for you to look at him. “C’mon, you weren’t blushing like this when you kissed me earlier.”
“Oh, Heeseung…” You let out a whine, trying to cover your face again when he let out a laugh, and kept teasing you.
“Kissing me in front of all those cameras, huh?” He tickled you this time, and you cried out from the feeling of his hands on your tummy. “Shut up, you deserved it!” You screamed as you tried to push him off from your body.
His tickles and teasing didn’t come to a stop and you didn’t know how you found yourself under him, caged by his body on the couch. He also didn’t realize when he got on top of you, his face so close to yours.
“I-“ He mumbled, his lips parted with a sigh. You were sure you wanted to kiss him. There was no lie. You wanted to kiss Lee Heeseung so badly.
It was like he read your mind when his nose brushed against yours, and his lips pressed a soft kiss on the top of it. You whimpered at his touch, your hands going to his neck to get a grip on something, your heart was racing so fast.
“Y/n.”
“Mhm?”
“I want to kiss you so badly right now.”
You bit your lips at his confession, your fingers going to the nape of his neck to caress his skin there. Is this real or were you going to wake up from it?
“You do?” You teased him, pushing his face closer to yours to kiss the corner of his lips. “Like this?” You asked him, smiling against his skin.
Heeseung’s eyes were closed and his lips parted beautifully, he was stunned. He didn’t want to stutter in front of you, you had a magnetic pull on him that he couldn’t explain.
“Not like that.” He managed to speak up, dragging his lips over yours, just moving them, not kissing or pressing them to you yet. “Want to kiss you here.”
His lips moved on yours as he spoke and you felt dizzy. Your blood was pumping so fast in your veins. The words only made you clench your legs together under him, you were sure your underwear was already getting wet.
“What’s stopping you?”
Those were the only words Heeseung needed to hear before he latched his lips to yours, hungrily kissing you, his head tilted to taste you properly as your lips moved against each other’s.
The kiss was warm and lustful and it felt like both of you were waiting impatiently for this moment to arrive.
You pressed Heeseung’s face closer to yours and parted your lips, letting his tongue dip into your mouth to kiss you even passionately. The sounds of kissing and wetness mixed with your breaths and moans were the only thing you could hear.
Heeseung sounded incredibly sexy and kind of needy, his moans were breathy and also whiny, it just riled you up perfectly. His kiss tasted so sweet and delicious, you found yourself messily sucking on his lower lip, making him smile into the kiss. God, it was perfect.
He parted away from your lips to suck your neck, your dress was already riled up to your waist and his crotch was pressing to your panties. You let out a moan, when he sucked your neck with tongue, almost like he was trying to get a taste of your skin. His hands soothed your arms up and down as he sucked your neck for his life, before his lips trailed soft kisses along your jaw until they closed on your lips again, kissing them feverishly.
You suddenly got nervous about this leading to sex and you weren’t sure if you wanted your first to be Heeseung. On his couch, kissing each other because feelings rose up out of nowhere.
But kissing him was addictive, even though you felt so amateur next to his kisses he gave you. You felt yourself freezing under him, your lips stopped moving and Heeseung realized it after a few more sucks on your lower lip before he let go.
“I am sorry.”
You nodded your head as in no, holding his face closer to yours as he tried to get off of you.
“Heeseung.”
“I made you feel uncomfortable.” He mumbled, having no idea what was going on inside your mind and you also were shy to admit that you never did this with someone, so you stayed silent about it.
“I just don’t think it is right for us to do this now.” You muttered, still keeping him close to you so he won’t run away. “But you did nothing wrong. I was the one who allowed you to kiss me.”
He sighed, nodding his head as he stared into your eyes, he wanted to say something, he wanted to say he has no motives to use you, and he actually wanted to kiss you, and he would do anything to make you feel comfortable but you didn’t need to hear it. You knew.
So you, caressed his cheek and placed a kiss on his smooth skin, for him to relax. You didn’t want any negativity between you and Heeseung.
The kettle made a sound that reminded you both the water was ready, and also how hungry you were. You both giggled, the energy easing between you both.
“I will make some noodles and you can go change.” He got off of you, and the gentleman he is, he fixed the skirt of your dress on his way, without looking at it. You smiled at his gesture as you also got up, making your way to his bedroom to change.
When you closed the door and sat on his bed you put your fingers over your mouth, still feeling his kiss on them. Fuck, not that you have been kissed a lot, but this was definitely the best. You wished to be braver for him to take you there because you would, but you just couldn’t.
Your body was now craving Lee Heeseung so badly. You let out a sigh, clenching your legs as you remembered his lips sucking your neck, with so much force and passion. You got up to see yourself in the mirror and you gasped, when you saw the little purple patch forming on your neck.
“Shit, Heeseung.” You let your fingers brush over it slowly, and you bit your lips at yourself when you felt a shot of arousal wetting your panties. “Oh my god.” You mumbled, not believing a man had an affect on you this badly. To make you drip down to your panties from a make out session that lasted a minute.
Meanwhile Heeseung was even worse, his crotch was pressed to the cold marble of his kitchen counter as he put the noodles in the water, he was hiding his bulge unless you would come to the kitchen. He cursed when he found himself rubbing to the surface, he needed to get off so fucking badly but, he wasn’t living alone anymore.
But the tent in his pants kept getting bigger and bigger and he expected the cold surface to make it less angry but it wasn’t working. Now he wasn’t thinking with his brain, he was thinking with his cock. He was thinking about the way you smelled, the taste of your lips, your bare legs touching his thighs, and the softness of your neck when his tongue sucked you there.
He let out a whine, turning off the stove to walk over to the bathroom. He needed to take a shower and take care of his boner and he hoped you would be late for your dinner too.
When you locked the door of the room, you also hoped Heeseung would take long to cook the ramyeon because even though it was nasty, you had to relieve yourself. It sounded so fucked up when the reason of your dripping pussy was just outside of the room, but you didn’t have any courage to do anything about it.
You needed to be fast and silent so you got rid of your clothes and put the pj top on, but not the bottoms. You didn’t want to wet the sheets or anything so you stood on your knees on the bed and held the headboard for support and started rubbing your clit in circular and fast motions. Your lips were captured by your teeth and you knew you were going to cum fast from the dizziness in your body from Heeseung’s kiss.
You relaxed, hearing the water running down from the bathroom, Heeseung was in the shower. You sighed in relief and slowed down your motions, resting your head against the wall as you rubbed yourself. A breathy fuck spilled down your lips, then your moans turned into his name, the reason of your desperation.
And Heeseung… behind the water sounds you were able to hear only, he was also mumbling your name desperately, as his back was rested against the shower tiles, his knees slightly bucked from the pleasure he was giving to himself and head tilted back, as he was mercilessly jerking himself off.
He had the same mindset as you, he wanted it to be clean and quick, and not obvious. He turned on the water to the fullest for it to be loud as much as possible when his lips parted with filthy moans. He imagined how he would feel if you were wrapped around his cock since he was this turned on by a simple make out. He wanted to touch and feel your bare skin, he wanted to see what was under your clothes and he wanted to adore, deeply. Give you his everything, fuck you hard but sweet.
When you were done, you felt incredibly guilty.
You pulled your hand back from between your legs and saw the sticky clear liquid on your fingers, sighing at the view. You needed to clean up but Heeseung was in the shower so you got off the bed, legs still shaky as you walked over to your bag to find a piece of tissue to wipe your hands too.
I shouldn't have done this. Fuck.
You slipped your underwear and shorts on, and threw the tissue to the bin, sitting on the edge of the bed for Heeseung to finish his shower. So you can wash your hands and act like you didn’t just masturbate at the thought of him.
You heard the door click open and you literally ran to the door, to get yourself to the bathroom but the moment you opened the door, your face hit Heeseung’s bathrobe covered chest. The last person you wanted to see at that moment.
“Shit.” You heard him mumbling, one arm wrapping around your waist to keep you still.
“I need to change.” He reasoned himself for coming to his room and you didn’t even look at his face. “Okay, I need to use the bathroom.” You rushed your words and ran from his hold, closing the door behind you.
Awkward, so awkward.
“Fuck.” He cursed under his breath as he walked to his closet. Heeseung was also feeling guilty, what he did felt illegal. Moaning your name when he cummed felt illegal. Imagining your body pressing next to his as he jerked himself off, imagining the way your body would shake when you reach your high felt illegal.
But he couldn’t stop.
He slipped himself in some boxers and his plaid pj pants, he put his towel around his neck as he searched for a clean top to wear.
Heeseung what did you just do? How are you going to look at her face now?
His inner voice was going to keep him awake all night and he knew that.
When you entered the closet and almost jumped, seeing him topless, your cheeks getting pink, and the way you looked around the room as you talked with him drove him crazy. You looked innocent and clueless and he found that adorable.
As you both sat at the table, eating your dinner in silence, you couldn’t look each other in the eye. It was too awkward, you were eating each other an hour ago on the couch that was behind you. The couch he will sleep on for the rest of the month.
“Thank you for cooking.” You mumbled, still not looking at him.
“Of course.” He smiled, watching you leave the chopsticks in the bowl. “Are you going to sleep?”
You blinked a few times at his question. You felt incredibly tired and the last hours stress and weirdness made it even worse, so you nodded your head. “I will, yes.”
“Sweet dreams, y/n.”
Oh how you wanted to hug and kiss him when he called your name. You needed to text Yunjin about all that happened, you made a mental note.
“Sweet dreams, Heeseung.” You smiled at him, before you left him alone in the kitchen.
NAUR ITS REMINDING ME OF OUR FIRST INTERACTION WHERE ME YOU AND @amourhee WERE THIRSTING OVER HEES NOSE 😭😭 I'll always remember that day bcs of all the hee side profile pics i recieved 😩
synopsis: there’s a new student at your school. he was known as the famous basketball player at his previous one and he immediately became famous because of it in the span of two weeks. you didn’t actually care about him until one day he moaned your name out loud and got you embarrassed in the class.
genre: one-shot, smut, high school student!heeseung, high school student!fem reader, classmates.
content warning: unprotected sex (please be safe), missionary, praise kink, oral (fem receiving), edging, use of nicknames.
featuring: yeonjun of txt.
w.c: 7.04K
a/n: took 2 hours to complete this lol i can barely think because i’m in a rush to complete my assignments fml 😔
the sun peaked in through the dark curtains of heeseung’s bedroom early in the morning. the chirping birds from outside made him stirred and eyes fluttered open. with that, heeseung stretched his legs off his bed and onto the floor, arms were raised up grazing the ceiling.
heeseung has always been an early riser. as any other day, he got out of bed and waltzed into the kitchen where he could smell the aroma of coffee being freshly brewed— eh what the hell? this aren’t some cliché disney fluff with happy ending. we’re gonna start from the beginning again.
the sun peaked in through the dark curtains of heeseung’s bedroom early in the morning. heeseung groaned as the sunlight hit him in the face. he turned to his side, arms wrapped around your waist as he nuzzled his face into the flesh of your boobs. he inhaled his favourite scent of yours and the corner of his lip lifted when you touched his hair.
he looked up to make sure if you’re awake. you were still sleeping so he took the chance to enjoy looking at you. granted, he looked at you everyday. it was something about looking at you in your most innocent and angelic state that he loved. heeseung chuckled a bit at the thought you were innocent by face but not by action.
all of the sudden unchaste thoughts started to flood into his mind.
his mind took him to the time he had you on knees infront of him while wrapping his hands on your hair, shoving his swollen cock into your mouth.
the way you gagged when he thrusted, panting with a string of saliva dripping down your chin along with your teared eyes when he pulled you off of him, the sight made him cooed.
how he’d shoot his cum into your mouth, overflowed out of the corner of your mouth and also stained to your cheeks. how you’d swallowed every last drop of him like the good girl you were.
heeseung’s mind went to your sweet cunt.
you would never failed to amaze him when you took all of him inside of you. your walls squeezed around his length perfectly, flooding you with his warm cum.
the taste of you would never failed to amaze him too, how he’d sucked on your soft clit and your sweet juices flowed into his mouth and down his chin.
your entire body was like a drug and it made him addicted.
heeseung suddenly broken out of his dirty thoughts when he felt you moving and he quickly lifted himself up to rest on his forearm next to you.
“rise and shine, sweet girl.” he coaxed you out of your sleep by stroking your hair. you hummed in response and opened your eyes, smiling at him.
you pulled yourself up to him, pressing your lips onto his as you moved your arms to his neck. you managed to flip the both of you as you sat on his clothed bulge. heeseung groaned as you started to tease him by rocking your hip, the large bump in his boxer were rubbing against your now dampening spot in your panties.
“fuck.” heeseung firmly gripped your ass which made you halted immediately. “craving for my cock this early huh?”
you nodded, “mhm..”
within seconds you were thrown on your back with your head close to the edge of the bed. heeseung almost ripped off your panties and spread your legs as wide as possible. “let’s get this pretty little cunt ruin first then.” he smirked and traced his index finger on your folds and it made you shivered.
he laid flat against the bed as his arms entangled around your thighs to pull you right into his mouth. a breathy moan left your mouth as you gripped his hair when he started to lick up your folds, lapping up all of your juices.
“you tasted so good, baby. i could eat you out all day.”
the tip of his tongue dived deeper and prodding your sweet cunt. his arm reached up towards your chest to claim one of your boobs and his lips latched to your clit. you became a whiny mess.
heeseung removed the grip on your thigh and shoved his hand into his boxer, wrapping his hand around his throbbing cock in attempt to relieve some of the pressure. he cursed at the slight pleasure along with the taste of your delicacy. not to mention your moans sounded so heavenly.
“hee— i’m gonna cum..”
“not yet baby, hold it for me.”
you gasped when he suddenly rubbed his thumb onto your ever sensitive clit in a circular motion, applying more pleasure and the orgasm inside of you about to burst.
“oh fu—fuck i can’t.”
it only made him go deeper and harder into you, he abandoned your clit and pushed his tongue back into your folds. that does it for you to completely fall apart on his tongue, cumming all over his mouth.
heeseung plastered his famous proud smirk as he licked every drop of you. “you’re doing so good for me, doll. such a good girl.” he removed his hand from his cock and fully took off his boxer, he hovered over you and attaching his lips between your parted one, swiping his tongue against yours, allowing you to taste yourself.
he pulled off your thin top and gripped both of your wrists above your head with his hand. he stared at you for a second and kissed your forehead, “you’re breathtaking, y/n..”
he kissed your lips before you could answer and he pushed into you. “fuck..” you managed to squeal at the sudden stretch and your eyes rolled into the back of your head when he reached the deepest parts of you, whimpering lowly as you felt yourself clenching around him.
heeseung stopped from kissing you as he wanted to hear your moans. he nuzzled his face to your neck, sucking it while thrusting into you. “you’re taking this so well baby, that’s a good girl for me aren’t you?”
you nodded and he chuckled, “you can get louder, can’t you?” his thrusts kept getting harder and faster, the only sounds in the room were the sound of slapping skin and whimpers filled the air.
heeseung looked down watching his cock slammed in and out of you. “you feels so good around me, angel.” he muttered under his breath.
“oh heeseung i can’t hold back anymore.” you whimpered and closed your eyes. he let go his hand from holding your wrists and held your face, “keep your eyes open, angel. i need those pretty eyes to look at me while cumming.”
you obeyed and looked at him with doe eyes, “please..”
you whimpers simmer down to moans when his thrusts slow down, only for them to speed up again. he smirked down at you, enjoying the sight of you falling apart again beneath him.
“go on,” he panted. “cum for me like the good little girl you are.”
as if your release was being controlled by his voice, you finally cum when you felt him twitching inside you.
“fuck y/n..”
“lee heeseung!” a loud slam on the table made heeseung fully awake in confusion. he blinked so many times while looking around. some of the male students were holding their laughs while most of the girls’ faces were scrunched in disgust and a bit jealous. then heeseung looked to the front where his eyes directly met yours.
your face was all flushed and red, if only you could hide inside your school bag or maybe vanished due to embarrassment.
heeseung looked to the teacher standing beside him, “you young brat, making lewd noise while mentioning your classmate’s name. what’s that inside the little brain of yours?” she scolded while pushing the side of heeseung’s head with her index finger.
he quickly shook his head, “nothing, madam.” just in time when the teacher about to start her nag, the school bell rang. all of the students stood up and packed their things, including heeseung. he flashed his playful smile towards the teacher and ran outside of the class, leaving the teacher’s mouth agape.
heeseung walked as fast as he could in attempt to avoid from meeting you. he mentally slapped himself for having dirty thoughts about you and it eventually became wet dream when he fall asleep in the class.
you’re just too hot and cute, he couldn’t help himself from admiring you since the first day he stepped inside the school and luckily, being in the same class as you made it easier for him to flirt with you.
but you had a boyfriend so you completely ignore his entire existence.
heeseung walked out from the school’s gate and saw a good looking tall man leaning against his car, waiting for someone. heeseung shrugged and continue walking to where he parked his car.
“hey baby. i missed you.”
“aw i missed you too, yeonjunie.”
heeseung stopped as soon as he heard your voice and giggles. he turn around, only to see you wrapped your arms around your boyfriend’s neck, giving him a kiss. yeonjun hugged your waist, his hand slowly went to your ass and squeezed it.
heeseung rolled his eyes for witnessing the scene and continue to walk again, finally arrived at his car. he immediately went inside.
warnings - MDNI!!!! NSFW!!! 18+!!! implied sex, mentions of naked bodies, kissing, cussing, mentions of riding, and lmk if i miss anything because this was sadder than intended asdfghjkl
it was really stupid how you two broke up a while back, as heeseung recalls it
you both met fresh in college as classmates and heeseung was that dork who forgot his textbook, and asks if you could share
he was so mesmerized by your beauty and your charisma, the boy took the initiative in making the first move
you rejected him at first, informing him that you wanna stay as friends as you just recently gotten out of a relationship yourself
months go by being friends with heeseung and you caught yourself falling for him, sharing your first kiss at your apartment and heeseung wrapped you in his arms under your sheets minutes after
he loved you just as much as you did in return
though you were never as vocal about your feelings, you showed it in actions and heeseung swore you’d be the cause of his death
as good as you two enjoyed in being each other’s presence, heeseung didn’t like how friendly you were still with your ex
“how can you be nice to someone who fucking broke your heart?”
“you forgave him so forget him”
“i don’t like seeing you with him!”
when heeseung saw you talking to your ex one evening at a restaurant, he mistakenly took it as you were out on a date with the man
your ex was your first at everything and what if heeseung was just a rebound?
what if you were just using him to move on?
what if–
“i need a break”
“we… need a break”
though heeseung was breaking on the inside, he had no idea you were also in pain
sure you kept in contact with your ex from time to time, but it wasn’t because you want him again, you two are still friends and you wanted just that
also, your ex wasn’t trying to do anything malicious, he just happened to run into you at the restaurant he was dining at with his gf, it’s just she was in the bathroom and heeseung came at the wrong time
it’s been well over two and a half years since you both have broken up and heeseung’s heart still beats at the sight of you
why why why
you were both invited to celebrate your friend beomgyu’s job after acing his interview, and he was treating since he’s “rich rich” or so he claims
you weren’t as talkative as heeseung remembers you to be and you rejected any drink handed your way
trying your best to avoid having any eye contact with heeseung too, you just stared at the cup of water you’ve been holding in your hands
you start to question yourself and ask why you are here because you stopped talking with the friend group when you and heeseung broke up
you only caught up with beomgyu a few weeks ago because your workplace is nearby the work building he interviewed at
everyone was socializing about adult life and how crazy time flew by
two hours into catching up, you excuse yourself to leave because you could feel heeseung’s stares on you, him burning holes into your skin
beomgyu tells you to be careful on your way home and thanks you for showing up
“h-hey!”
“wait up!”
you whip your head around to find heeseung panting as he chases after you
“you’re just going to leave without saying bye?”
“you chose to sneak away when i left to the restroom…”
“do you hate me?”
never
you can never hate heeseung
how can you ever hate this man?
sure, he’s an idiot but you have a big heart enough to forgive him
heeseung nervously approaches you and asks to take you home when he saw that you were trying to wave down a taxi
the drive to your place was silent, besides the GPS that was navigating heeseung to your new apartment
you thank him after he parks and unbuckles your seatbelt to leave, but he stops you
“wait”
“i… can we… i need to talk to you”
you invite him inside and heeseung’s heart sank at how plain and minimalistic your apartment is now compared to before when he last saw your old one
where have the colors in your life disappeared to?
you were about to offer heeseung some tea but then the man immediately hugs you from behind, his arms wrapping you in the front
“i’m sorry…”
“i’m so sorry…”
you turn around to look heeseung and forces a smile, forgiving him but he shakes his head with tears welling up in his eyes
“please hate me!”
“why are you still so loving towards me?”
“i am so stupid!”
you reassure him that you understood why he did what he did and there’s nothing you two can do about it anymore but just continue walking in the present
“why are you such a good person and i… i’m such a dick…”
“i hated myself so much after finding out the truth, but i couldn’t face you because i was beating myself up”
“i took away the sun in your life and you’re still showing me kindness, why?!”
“because i still love you, lee heeseung!”
and at that moment, he moves in and kisses you on the lips
you two moved to your bedroom with haste, heeseung stripping you both and him holding you close to his naked body
“i missed you”
“i missed you so fucking much”
“and i love us so much”
“i’m never letting a stupid miscommunication get in the way again”
and that night, heeseung made love to you countless times, going one round after another in different positions
but his favorite position that he’s going to tattoo inside his head is the one where you rode him and he sat up holding you
the way you look under the moonlight which seeps through your sheer white curtains made you look beautiful as ever, and heeseung didn’t take his eyes off of you
the next morning, heeseung woke up to the smell of coffee and found the bed empty
he rushes out to the living room and finds you humming to a tune you both love while you were searching through your fridge
“morning”
he surprises you from behind, hugging you and inhaling your scent
“we can just grab breakfast somewhere or we can stay in bed and order take out”
you scowl at him but he kisses you, turning that frown to a shy smile
Warnings: Heeseung gets a minor injury, hard dom Heeseung, sub reader, oral sex, fingering, degradation kink, strength kink, spanking, cursing, unprotected sex, pulling out, multiple rounds of sex, mirror sex, cum play (sort of), mentions of bathtub sex, mentions of food, overstimulation (sort of)
A/n: Hello hello lomls, I hope everyone’s doing okay <3 I’m back with a hee fic that i wrote after a convo i had with lovely @jainandan :3 we were talking about how cute it is to see Heeseung clumsy but honestly, even that side of him turns me on 🤚🏼 so here is a smut with cracky plot suggested by her, I hope you enjoy reading it <3 as always, all types if feedback is very appreciated, whether it’s a comment, ask, like or especially a reblog with those cute tags! It makes me giggle and hop out of joy when I see your reactions so go on, don’t be shy :3 I wish everyone a very pleasant day/night, see you next time!
PLEEEEEASE you are being too nice. i had to read some of my webtoons to help me out because i havent written smut content in forever lol the last time i wrote anything was for hobi and taehyung asdfghjkl and then school the best of me and i lost my writing ;_;
I JUST HAVE TO COMPLIMENT UR Writing skilll like seriously its good!! speaking of writing skill, i cant write its hard for me to express something with words 😂😭 ooohh ill definitely wait for ur next ficccccs 😆
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