pairing: non idol!jeongin x f!reader
synopsis: you stormed out of your boyfriends dorm, heartbroken, your freshman year of college. you managed to avoid him for almost three years until you locked eyes at a party.
warnings: themes of dv, cursing, smut (fingering), semi public sexual acts, marking, dom/sub dynamic (kinda), cheating, angst, mingi is a terrible boyfriend
a/n: omg i forgot to put this in part one, but the way that idols are portrayed in this fic does noooot represent them as people 🙂↕️💗
part 1 part 2 part 3 (in the works)
You slowly lifted your hand to touch your cheek where he had hit you. For a moment all you could do was stand there in shock. Almost right away, he pulled you into his chest, whispering insincere apologies.
What he did set in, and as soon as it did, you pushed him away from you. His eyes seemed apologetic and sincere, but you knew you needed to leave. As you started to walk away, he followed you and grabbed your arm, trying to get you to stay “Don’t. Let me go, Mingi.” Your voice wasn’t angry as you spoke, but it was small and scared.
He stepped back and you grabbed your bag and walked out of his dorm. You broke down in tears as soon as the door closed, and you walked down the hallway as quickly as you could, trying to not draw attention to yourself.
You turned the corner and ran into someone, so you muttered an apology and tried to keep walking. “Bug, wait!” You groaned as you heard Jeongin’s voice. Just your luck you ran into him right after Mingi just hit you.
“Jeongin, I’m fine. Please just leave me alone.” You didn’t turn around to face him when you spoke, trying to hide your marked cheek.
He softly grabbed your shoulder and turned you around. Your hand covered your cheek, but gently he moved it and saw your cheek that was starting to bruise. “Oh, bug, what happened?”
You shook your head, pushing his hand away. “I’m fine, really, it was an accident.”
He gave you a suspecting look. You knew he didn’t believe you. “Y/n, be honest. Did he lay his hands on you?”
You avoided eye contact and choked back more tears, but you didn’t say anything. You didn’t need to. He pulled you in and hugged you as you broke down further, sinking down to the floor. You let him hold you, and you melted into his touch the same way you used to. The feeling of being in his arms hadn’t changed. You still felt that sense of security you never quite felt when Mingi held you.
After a few too many people passed by, he lifted you off the floor and you walked to his dorm with him. He didn’t speak as he led you to the couch, putting a blanket over you and switching the tv on, and turning on your favorite comfort movie.
As you settled on the couch, he went to the kitchen and made you tea and a sandwich. He brought the plate and cup over to you and set it down on the coffee table. He crouched down in front of you and grabbed your hand. “Bug, please tell me what happened.”
You avoided eye contact again and removed your hand from his to grab the cup of tea. “He didn’t mean to, Jeongin. He isn’t like that.”
He scoffed. “Pretty sure you don’t hit your girlfriend hard enough to leave a bruise on accident. You need to break up with him if you haven’t already.”
“No, this was an accident. You don’t know Mingi like I know Mingi. I’m not breaking up with my boyfriend, I love him.” You stood up from the couch and grabbed your bag. “Thank you for your help, but I need to go now.”
He didn’t try to stop you, he knew it was no use trying.
A few weeks had passed since the incident. Mingi apologized for it over and over again and you, as you usually did, forgave him. You tried your best to avoid Jeongin, but it seemed like since you saw him at the party, he’s everywhere.
You saw him and Nira together again at another party, and you could tell they got back together. Mingi watched you as you watched him, and he walked over to you angrily. He grabbed your arm and leaned down to speak lowly in your ear. “Stop looking at him, Y/n.” His voice sent a shiver down your spine and the feeling of his grip on your arm lingered even after he had let go. You noticed the red marks from his hands on your arm, but just ignored them.
You didn’t move from the position you were in, you just kept your eyes on the ground. It didn’t take long for Yunjin to walk over to you, as soon as you noticed her and the expression on her face, you escaped to the bathroom.
You shut the door behind you, hoping she’d leave you alone. You rested your hands on the counter, looking at your reflection. You traced the marks on your arm, both old and new and you jumped when you heard someone frantically knocking on the door.
Before you could finish your sentence, Jeongin swung the door open and he gave you a look before shutting it. “What the fuck, Y/n. I watched that entire thing happen.”
You were still not comprehending the fact that he just followed you into the bathroom. “Jeongin! You cannot just barge in here, what if I was actually using the bathroom?”
He scoffed. “No, don’t do that, Y/n.” He touched your arm, running his own fingers along the marks he had left. “You can’t keep letting this happen, bug. He’s abusing you whether you can see it or not. I know you’re not an idiot.”
“Jeongin, you don’t get it. He didn’t-”
He cut you off and ran his hands through his hair. “Let me guess, he didn’t mean to? Stop making excuses for him, Y/n. I watched as he crossed the room and grabbed your arm simply because you were looking in my direction. That was no accident. He’s intentionally hurting you because he knows you aren’t going to stop him.”
You just stood there, tears welling in your eyes, part of you knowing he was right. You don’t know what came over you- maybe the alcohol, the confined space, or the fact he came in being protective of you- but you pulled him by his shirt and you kissed him.
There was nothing delicate about the kiss, the three years you were apart all exploded at once. He grabbed you by your waist, pulling you closer and you tugged on his hair. His hands moved down to grab the back of your thighs and you jumped as he lifted you onto the bathroom counter. Your legs immediately wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer to your core.
You felt the burn in between your legs, the need for him growing with every second that passed. He kissed down your neck, lightly sucking small marks into your neck. His hands ran down your body, lifting your shirt over your head and tossing it to the side. You bit back a small moan as he groped at your boobs while he was still kissing along your neck and chest.
His large hands trailed up your thigh, slowly getting closer to where you needed him the most. He pulled away to look at you, asking for consent. “Is this okay, bug?” All you could do was nod, and pull him back into you.
He wasted no time and slipped off your shorts. When he finally touched you, you grinded your hips into his hand, chasing more friction as he touched you lightly, teasing you. Your hands tangled in his hair, pleading for more. “Jeongin, please, don’t tease me.”
“You’re so wet, baby. Is that all for me?” He kept his eyes on you as he inserted two fingers with ease. You let out a moan as he began to slowly move his fingers. Your eyes shut and your head fell back onto the mirror, but abruptly stopped, dissolving any high that was being built. “Keep your eyes on me, or I’ll stop. Got it?”
“I will, please just keep going.” Your eyes were on his, begging him to keep moving his fingers.
He kissed you before picking up the pace in his fingers again. You moaned and your face contorted, but you kept your eyes on him like you were instructed to do. He inserted a third finger, curling them perfectly, hitting the delicious spot inside of you.
You held onto his other bicep, trying to keep your eyes on him. “You’re still so tight, baby. This pussy is so perfect, just for me.”
His words were pushing you over the edge, bringing you right to the edge of your orgasm. “Innie, please. I’m so close, don’t stop.” You moaned again, not bothering to hush your noises. His other hand moved to rub circles on your clit and the coil inside you snapped. You gushed around his fingers, your release making a mess over his arm and his clothes.
He didn’t slow his movements until you were shaking from overstimulation. He slowly slipped his fingers out of you, making you whine from the loss of contact. He kept his eyes on you as he sucked his fingers clean, groaning at the taste. “You’re so sweet, next time I’ll have to use my mouth on you.” He kissed you and you could taste yourself on his tongue.
You slipped off the counter, trying your best to stand even though your legs felt like jelly. He helped you back into your shorts and kissed you again. “You do know we just cheated on our partners, right?” You asked as the realization of what you just did set in.
“Well,” he grabbed your hips, pulling you closer to him. “Last I checked, my girlfriend has already cheated on me with your boyfriend, and on top of that, he's abusive. I think it’s fair.”
You knew you couldn’t argue with that, because he had a point. He started to open the bathroom door to leave, but you spoke up before he stepped out. “What did you mean by next time?”
He smirked at you. “You didn’t think this was a one time thing, did you?” He didn’t say anything else before he left the bathroom, closing the door behind him so you wouldn’t be seen leaving the bathroom together. You stared at yourself in the mirror for a minute, the feeling of him still lingering on your body. His lips felt burned into your skin in the best way possible.
When you stepped out of the bathroom, Yunjin immediately found her way over to you. “Babe! I saw what happened. You can’t keep letting this happen.” Her eyes trailed down from your face to your neck, noticing the few small marks that he left. “Woah, did you let Mingi hurt you then take him to the bathroom to fuck?”
Your expression dropped. “Um, no, these are old.”
Your best friend just gave you a look. “Uh huh. Don’t bullshit me, y/n. Those weren’t there when we were getting ready for this party. After he grabbed you like that, Mingi disappeared the same way you did. There’s no shame in it, he is your boyfriend-”
“Wait,” You stopped her rambling when you heard Mingi also disappeared. “Did you say Mingi disappeared after I did?”
Yunjin gave you a confused look. “Oh, you really weren’t with him.” It took a second for the information to sink in, when it did, her eyes went wide. “Oh my god, did you cheat on Mingi?”
You quickly shushed her. “Huh Yunjin, shut your mouth. Can we leave please? I’ll explain everything.” Yunjin looked towards Hyunjin who was hanging out with Changbin. They didn’t need to say any actual words, he just waved her off, telling her it was okay to leave. You sent a quick text to Mingi telling him you were leaving with Yunjin and then the two of you headed toward the door.
You held onto her hand as you slipped through the crowds of people. You passed by Jeongin on your way out, not saying anything. As soon as you were outside, you felt your phone vibrate and when you looked, Jeongin’s name lit up your screen.
You felt the twist in your stomach as you stared at the message. You couldn’t turn your phone away from Yunjin’s view and she looked over your shoulder and gasped. “It was Jeongin, wasn’t it!”
Your hand quickly covered her mouth to mute her exclaiming as best you could. “Oh my god, just tell my boyfriend to his face why don’t you! Could you be any louder about this?”
She looked around and took a breath when she realized how loud she was actually being. “Okay, I’ll calm down until we get back to the dorm. I expect a full explanation, every single detail when we get back.” You nodded, interlinking your arm into hers as you quickly walked back to your building.
Yunjin sat crisscrossed on the couch, listening intently to what you were telling her. Her jaw dropped and she dramatically squealed and threw herself backwards on the couch. “So let me get this straight. He watched your boyfriend abuse you, followed you into the bathroom, then he finger banged you? And he told you there would be a next time?”
You nodded. “Uh, yeah basically.”
She playfully slapped your knee repeatedly while squealing like a school girl. “Oh my gosh, y/n! You’re a little cheater cheater pumpkin eater.”
You giggled at your best friend. “Really, Yunjin? What are we? Twelve?”
She just shrugged. “Well, what are you going to do now? Break up with Mingi and get back together with Jeongin?”
“Woah, definitely not. I still love Mingi so much, this was a one time thing. I won’t let it happen again.”
She just rolled her eyes at you. “Okay, sure, let’s stay with the abusive boyfriend.”
You gave Yunjin a serious look, no longer messing around. “Don’t say that. He isn’t abusive, he just gets upset sometimes. It’s my fault for upsetting him.”
“Babe, wake the fuck up. He literally hit you, and has been more aggressive towards you since you let it happen.” She stood up off the couch, getting more upset. “Your boyfriend is abusing you. I can’t keep standing by watching you let it happen to yourself, y/n, I love you too much for that.”
You watched as the tears welled in her eyes as she spoke. She turned around and walked out of the dorm, leaving you to sit with what she just said. You sat on the couch, tears brimming your own eyes as you called your boyfriend. He picked up the phone, and you could hear someone giggling in the background, but asked him to come over anyway.
Within ten minutes, he was at your door, arms open. You walked into his arms and you cried as he held you. He walked into the apartment, and into your bedroom. He let you cry, but as soon as you were done, he climbed on top of you and started kissing along your jaw.
“Mingi, wait,” You tried to lightly push his arm, telling him to get off. “I don’t want to, I’m not in the mood right now.”
He kept kissing and grabbing at your body until your voice hardened from the soft whisper it was before. “Mingi, I’m serious, stop it.” You shoved him a little harder this time.
He groaned, rolled off of you and climbed out of bed. “Okay, well, if we aren’t doing anything, I’m gonna leave. I have other stuff I could be doing.”
You sat up in bed, truly in shock he actually just said that to you. He walked out of the dorm and as you heard the door shut, your first thought was Jeongin. You sat in your bed with your knees to your chest staring at your phone and contemplating your next move. You bit your lip and you picked up your phone and scrolled to his contact.
The three bubbles were almost immediate.
‘Nira just left, is everything okay?’
You didn’t text him back, you just grabbed your shoes and started walking to his dorm. You knew you should’ve turned around, and you knew you shouldn’t have texted him.
But you’ve already come this far, why turn around now?
You raised your hand to knock on his door, but the door opened as you were about to knock. Jeongin jumped slightly, not expecting to see you at his door.
You paused, starting to regret your decision to show up with no warning. “Oh, were you about to leave?”
He just smiled, dimples caving in his cheeks. “I was about to show up at your door. You stopped responding to me.” He opened the door and his hand grazed your lower back as you walked into his dorm. As the door shut, you felt tension lingering in the air.
His words rang in your mind. The memory from earlier that night replaying, his touch still lingering on your body. You didn’t know what pulled you to him, but you knew you needed him. He looked at you with such a firm gentleness in his eyes, he didn’t have to say anything for you to know he still cared for you deeply.
He carefully brushed the hair out of your face, stepping closer to you. “Bug, are you okay?”
You let out a sigh and tried to not let the tears fall as they brimmed your eyes. “I don’t really know anymore. I think I just needed real comfort, comfort isn’t Mingi’s strong suit.”
He rolled his eyes at the mention of his name. “ I don’t think being a good boyfriend is Mingi’s strong suit.”
“Oh, and it’s yours? Your girlfriend just left and there’s another girl in your apartment now.” You pointed out, half joking.
“Well, I could be much worse.” He shrugged, glancing down at your bruises then looking back up at you, looking into your eyes with a sympathetic look. You broke eye contact, looking past him, not wanting to acknowledge the marks on your arm.
In that moment, you completely broke. You realized you didn’t need to uphold any image in Jeongin’s eyes, you let yourself fall apart. Your head fell into your hands as you let out a choked sob. He didn’t hesitate to take you in his arms, stroking your hair and rubbing your back.
He cradled you in his arms and gently shushed you. “It’s okay, bug. I’m right here, let it all out.” You wrapped your arms around him, and he pulled you closer. As your tears slowed, he brought you to his bedroom and laid you down on his bed.
Remembering what Mingi had just done, you made yourself very clear before he could do anything. “Jeongin, I don’t want to have sex with you, I’m literally crying right now.”
His face was confused and he was taken aback at the suggestion. “Woah, that is the last thing I was thinking about doing right now, y/n. What makes you think that’s what I wanted?”
Relived, you let yourself settle more into his bed with his comforter that was swallowing you. You looked around, avoiding eye contact again. “No reason at all.”
He crossed his arms and tilted his head. “It was Mingi, wasn’t it? Is that why you’re here?”
All you could do was give a small nod. “Bug, I wasn’t going to try and have sex with you right now. You just broke down crying in my arms, I was going to go grab you water, a change of clothes, then ask you if I could lay in the bed with you.”
Your lips curved into a small frown as you felt the tears prickle your eyes again. “You were just going to do all of that? No expectation of sex?” He nodded, as if it was a given. “Why though? I’m not your girlfriend or anything.”
“You’re right,” he crossed his bedroom to his dresser and grabbed a shirt and sweatpants. “But that doesn’t mean I don’t care about you. If you’re hurting, I’m going to do what I can to make you feel better. Being a boyfriend has nothing to do with that.”
He placed the clothes next to you on the bed and he left the room so you could change. He knocked before he came back in a few minutes later. He had a bottle of pain medication and a cup of water in his hands. “I don’t know if you still get headaches after you cry that hard, but I brought the meds just in case. I remember you like to get ahead of the headache.”
You sat for a second, shocked he remembered, before carefully grabbing the bottle from his hand as if he would change his mind and take it back. “I’m surprised you remembered that. I don’t think Mingi could tell you my birthday off the top of his head.”
“You’re not a forgettable person, y/n. I couldn’t forget the little details about you if I tried.” The look in his eye was genuine, and you knew he meant it. “Can I lay with you?”
You nodded and scooted over slightly. “It’s your bed, Jeongin. You don’t have to ask me that.”
As he climbed into bed, he held out his arms, signaling you to lay on his chest. “I still have morals, believe it or not.”
Reluctantly, you laid down and he wrapped his arms around you. He traced lazy patterns up and down your arm, soothing you. You had always struggled to fall asleep when Mingi was in bed with you, but for whatever reason, you drifted off to sleep in a matter of minutes when Jeongin held you. You felt warm, you felt secure, you felt safe.
You realized that wasn’t a feeling you were used to.
divider by: @cursed-carmine
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