hello, i recently put my blog behind a password wall because i was unsure if i wanted to continue writing. i realized that that is kind of counterproductive, because i've gotten messages from friends letting me know that people who interact with this blog have been asking about me and i wanted to apologize for disappearing without a reason. i am sorry.
this being said, i need to write something but i have no motivation to do it. instead of agonizing myself over what wip i could be writing, i am going to post a few banners here and run a poll to see what you guys want to read. hopefully, that will light a fire under my ass and get the ball rolling. the poll will be up for one week, and in the mean time, i will be writing the fics. thank you, i hope you guys enjoy literally any of these.
williamsburg, new york ⌁ j.ww [m]
synopsis: rendered utterly penniless after the biggest scheme of the decade is uncovered (and apparently, traced right back to the hefty pockets of your father) — you're stuck waiting tables in a frumpy mustard yellow uniform with no one other than wonwoo jeon...who just so happens to be the mastermind behind the perfectly frosted cupcakes in the carousel.
genre: 2 broke girls au ; idiots to ??? ; angst, fluff, suggestive/smut.
rating: 18+. minors do not interact.
ground zero ⌁ b.sk [m]
synopsis: after four gruesome years, you're officially out of undergrad. however, with graduation comes vacation — unless you're, well, you, and get asked by your best friend to house sit for the summer. a three-month-long staycation can't be that bad — until boo seungkwan is at the door, and making horrid jokes about it turning into a bae-cation. ugh, as if.
genre: best friend's brother's best friend (that's a mouthful, isn't it?) au ; suggestive/smut.
rating: 18+ minors do not interact.
parachute ⌁ c.sc [m]
synopsis: three years ago, your life changed in many drastic ways. you got married too fast, you quit pursuing your dreams, and you left your life in the bustling city to the too quiet, too serene suburbs. another thing that happened three years ago? you made choi seungcheol a father, and now you're constantly relying on him to save you from your bad decisions.
genre: baby daddy!choi seungcheol ; exes to ??? ; angst, suggestive/smut, fluff ; there will be mentions of infidelity.
rating: 18+. minors do not interact.
scorpius ⌁ c.sc [m]
synopsis: looking for peace of mind after years of leading a semi-incompetent nightly patrol crew, you venture out into the deep forests that surround your village. not only do you not find peace of mind, but you also find yourself falling down a rabbit hole of identity crisis and the idea of falling in love with the supernatural.
genre: vampire au ; strangers to ??? ; angst, suggestive/smut, fluff. there will be darker themes to this: murder, blood, etc.
rating: 18+. minors do not interact.
who knew being roommates could turn into so much more.
𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞(𝐬): romance, roommates to lovers, angst, smut, fluff
𝐚𝐮(𝐬): non idol
𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 16.7k
𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: nightmares from a past car accident mingyu had, anxiety, depression, body image issues, lots and lots of emotions, pregnancy, implied mxm (not really sexually but they hold hands and cuddle, the boys care deeply for each other)
𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: unprotected sex, creampie, oral (both rec), hand job, fingering, pussy stretching, big dick wonwoo, mingyu’s dick is even bigger, anal play, threesome, spit roasting, anal, double penetration, voyurism (both boys like to watch), needy reader, soft dom wonwoo (like he’s very soft, he just good a being in charge), nicknamed: baby, baby girl, princess (hers)
𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: mature, nsfw, 18+
𝐚𝐧: thank you so much to @gyubakeries for helping me out and beta reading this story. This is an older story that I really have been wanting to edit and rewrite. This just really made sense as a minwon story. I have fully reworked it and only some of the plot is the some and a couple scenes.
Laying in your full-size bed, your soft body was curled up against the muscular body of Wonwoo. Your leg was thrown over his waist as your head used his chest as a pillow. Your body couldn’t be any physically closer to his. Curled up behind you, Mingyu was nuzzled up tightly against you. Mingyu has always had a thing for having your ass pressed against him as he slept.
It’s been two years since you moved in with the boys. Originally you moved into the city for a new job. You packed up your life and moved in with your childhood best friend Jeonghan for a little while. Once you were situated fully at work you knew it was time to find somewhere to permanently live. You loved Jeonghan but living with him and his girlfriend made you feel like you were intruding on them. Even though they both constantly told otherwise. You worked for a publishing house and were lucky enough to be able to work from home most days. You were lucky Jeonghan had two friends who had a three bedroom apartment looking for another roommate.
As soon as you met your future roommates Wonwoo and Mingyu, you instantly clicked. They were both extremely easy to live with. They were both kind, extremely neat and tidy. Mingyu was even an amazing cook who adores cooking for his roommates.
Mingyu radiates golden retriever energy. He’s tall and beautiful with tan skin. He works as a freelance videographer. He frequently goes on work trips. A perks of his job is how much he gets to travel.
Wonwoo is the black cat to his roommate's golden retriever. He’s more quiet and reserved with people he doesn’t know. Once he opens up with someone you can see how funny and, at the same time, serious he can be. He works from home like you do. He works at a big tech company, and also does streaming on the side. He also has to travel quite frequently for his job.
Things with the three of you started out platonic. Sure from the very beginning there were lingering touches and longing looks shared between you and the boys, but it was nothing romantic. Cuddling in bed was the closest you got to romance. You had fallen into this cycle of all of you sleeping in bed together.
It all started one night when you had a really bad nightmare and went to the kitchen to get water, and found Mingyu sitting on the barstool at the counter. He also couldn’t sleep himself. He told you about the nightmares he’s had since he was in college. You learned about the bad car crash he was in that almost killed him. He said he doesn’t really talk about it often. You were the only person he opened up to about that night other than Wonwoo.
“I don’t like sleeping alone,” he sighs.
“You don’t have to. I can lay with you if you want.” Part of you felt like you were crossing a boundary that you probably shouldn’t. But there was something about Mingyu that always gave you a sense of comfort.
Following Mingyu to his bedroom, you each take a side of the bed. For a while you just lay there staring at each other. After a while Mingyu reaches out to take your hand.
“Could I possibly hold you?” He asked barely above a whisper.
“Of course.” He pulls you close to him and ask you to roll over. Laying on his side, he moves so he presses up snug against you with his hand holding your soft stomach.
That was the first night you and Mingyu innocently shared a bed together.
It became a frequent habit of both of you sleeping together just to cuddle after Mingyu would have nightmares. Wonwoo joined in one night about a month in when he walked into Mingyu’s room to check on him and found him curled up next to you. You were both wide awake and spooning while talking. You both looked over at Wonwoo with the look of a child who got caught with their hand in the cookie jar.
“What’s going on here?” He asked, leaning against the door frame.
“I had a nightmare again and asked if she would lay with me.”
“Gyu, why didn’t you tell me?” Wonwoo’s face drops a little and he looks sad. Mingyu had mentioned that in the past, especially during college after his accident, Wonwoo was always by his side. He had said in the beginning that he couldn’t even sleep alone and Wonwoo would lay in his bed, holding his hand.
“I’ve been sleeping like this with (Y/N) for about a month.”
“Oh.” Part of you feels guilty that Wonwoo seems hurt.
“Did you want to join us?” Mingyu asked, tugging you closer to him.
“Would you mind?” Wonwoo sounds nervous. You both just shake your head. Slowly he crawls into Mingyu’s bed and curls up onto the other side of the bed in front of you. From that night on you rarely ever slept alone.
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You nuzzled against Wonwoo’s chest as you started to slowly wake up. Mingyu’s strong hand gently rubbed your thigh letting you know he was awake. Gently, you rolled off of Wonwoo, trying not to wake him up. Looking over at Mingyu who had moved back a little to give you room.
He laid on his back and signaled for you to cuddle up against him. You moved back into the position you had just been laying on Wonwoo. Your leg once again was tossed over Mingyu’s waist as your head nuzzled against Mingyu’s strong chest.
His hand grips your thigh and pulls you even closer to him. A soft moan passes your lips unexpectedly. This was the first time your cuddling had even gotten close to sexual. There was suddenly a thick sexual tension between you as you let out another low moan when your pajama covered cored rutted against his hip. Your eyes went wide as you bit your lip. You didn’t mean to moan, but the way he was pulling you closer to him was intoxicating.
His warm eyes locked onto yours, as if he was trying to figure out what was going on in your mind. You suddenly felt embarrassed at the fact you moaned as your body moved against him. Your eyes quickly moved away from his dark ones.
“Should I sleep somewhere else?” You rasped lightly, finally breaking the silence.
He shook his head quickly. The last thing he wanted was for you to sleep somewhere else, at this point he didn’t know if he was able to actually sleep all night without you or Wonwoo.
“What’s going on?” Wonwoo said, sitting up. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes and looked over at the two of you confused about what was going on.
You rolled off of Mingyu quickly and laid on your back staring at the ceiling. You wondered if maybe it was time for you to start sleeping alone again. You couldn’t lie to yourself anymore. You were starting to develop feelings for both of the men you were sharing a bed with.
“I think I need to sleep alone,” you continued to stare at the ceiling. You couldn’t bring yourself to look at either of them. The embarrassment creeping across your face.
“What? Why?” Wonwoo his voice sounds raspy and sounds sleepy. He had just woken up to you suddenly saying that you didn’t want to sleep with them anymore.
“Because I can’t keep telling myself I don’t have feelings for you,” you felt embarrassed that you had to confess the feelings you had for them. You never planned on telling them. You felt as if your feelings might be one sided. Your cheeks burned bright as your eyes looked over slowly at Wonwoo and then at Mingyu who both had the same wide-eyed look as they stared at each other. Maybe if the bed would open and swallow you whole you could escape this.
“I mean I like you too,” Wonwoo said, speaking up as he looked down at you. He pushes his fingers through his messy hair.
Mingyu nodded his head, “I like you too.”
“Oh,” you were completely caught off guard. Mingyu was a man who had no issue with skinship. You hadn’t even thought about the possibility he would like you as more than a friend. Wonwoo had always been more closed off, almost afraid to put himself out there. The thought of him like you wasn’t something you could picture.
Leaning down, Wonwoo gently presses his lips to yours like he’s testing the water. Pulling back for a moment he gives you a smile. Without even thinking you lean forward pressing your lips to his.
Mingyu sits up and lets out a little laugh. “Why did I always know Wonwoo was going to be the first to kiss you.” The whole situation feels like a dream. Looking over at Mingyu, you stare at him, knitting your brows together.
Gently he reaches out resting his hand on your cheek. His thumb drags across your bottom lip. “I’ve never minded sharing with Wonwoo,” he whispers.
The moment your lips touch Mingyu’s you relax. Kissing both the boys just feels so right. Pulling away, Mingyu rests his nose against yours and smiles.
“Can we maybe talk more about this later? I’m exhausted and still want to cuddle,” Wonwoo asked as he laid back down.
“Okay we can talk about details later,” you said, still attempting to process everything.
Wonwoo moved so he was laying on his side and pulled your soft body so you were curled up against him. Mingyu smiled as he watched you curl up against Wonwoo.
“Are you going to join?” You asked.
He nodded his head as he slowly moved to become the little spoon in front of you. His strong body pressed against your soft one. Your hand was over his waist and he reached up and laced his fingers with yours and gave your hand a little squeeze.
Wonwoo gently pressed his lips to your bare shoulder and whispered, “I’m glad you moved in with us.”
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It’s a rare day when yours and Jeonghan’s schedules fully line up, and you find yourself itting in a coffee shop, where he’s telling you about his latest promotion at work.
“I feel like I haven't seen you in ages. I have seen Wonwoo or Mingyu either,” Jeonghan says before taking a drink of his coffee.
“They’re both really busy with work, and work has been stressing me out. I really only see the boys at night now.”
“Are you sleeping better now?” Jeonghan knows about your nightmares and how sometimes you can barely find sleep because you can’t turn your mind off.
A heavy sigh passes your lips. How do you explain to Jeonghan that the only way you can really sleep now is curled up against your roommates? You aren’t even sure how to define your relationship with the boys. Are they technically both your boyfriends?
“Yeah, I am.”
Jeonghan studies you by knitting his eyebrows together. “How is it living with the boys? Are you still liking it like you used to?”
“Yeah, they’re great.”
A smile forms on his face. “So which one of the boys do you have a crush on?” Your face instantly burns with embarrassment and you don’t even know how to respond. “My original thought was Mingyu, but I think Wonwoo’s black cat gamer tech boy thing might get you.”
”Hannie.”
“Oh it’s definitely Wonwoo,” he perks up at the fact he thinks he figures you out. There is no point in correcting him, and maybe it’s best if he just thinks you like one of your roommates.
“Enough about who I may or may not be crushing on.” Reaching out you grab your cup of coffee. “How is your girlfriend? Have you proposed yet?”
His smile instantly drops now that you have turned the tables on him. “You know, before her, I never wanted to get married, and don’t get me wrong—I want to marry her. I just don’t know if this is the right time.”
“When do you think the right time will be?”
“I think I’m just scared, but probably now,” His girlfriend has brought up getting married a bunch. Jeonghan was her first serious relationship after her college boyfriend cheated on her and she fell hard for your best friend.
“Hannie, I think you need to stop being scared. She’s literally perfect for you.”
“I like that you turned the tables on me. Instead of just talking about your crush you brought this up,” he shakes his head taking another drink of his coffee.
“I learned from the best.” He can’t help but smile at your response.
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Mingyu was away for a video shoot in Japan he was filming. This was your first time alone with Wonwoo since you confessed your feelings and shared your first kiss with each boy. You’ve fooled around quite a bit together. Each boy can’t seem to keep their hands off you and Wonwoo has his head between your legs any chance he gets. The man is very passionate about eating you out any chance he gets.
Mingyu was supposed to be arriving home any time soon. As Mingyu was leaving, he had asked Wonwoo to look after you. He called you “their girl”—the sweet nickname that left you wanting to giggle like a schoolgirl.
Wonwoo and you were curled up on the couch. You leaned into his side as the movie you were watching played on the tv in front of you. His strong hand rested on your thigh as he aimlessly drew circles onto the skin. His touch caught your attention. You glanced up at him as you were attempting to watch the movie. How were you supposed to focus on a movie when the man that was always capturing your attention was touching you?
His focus was on the tv in front of him, but he could feel you looking at him. He looked down at you with a smile playing across his lips.
“Yes, Princess?”
Your eyes narrowed, “you can’t just touch me and expect me to actually watch the movie playing.”
He bit his bottom lip and held back a smile.
“Did you want it to be more than an innocent touch?” he asks as his hand moved towards the inside of your thigh. Slowly, you nod. Over your leggings, he gropes your core with his large hand. You close your eyes as you take in the feeling.
A soft moan passes your lips. Without warning, he pulls his hand away from you. He doesn’t give you a chance to think before he moves you so you were facing each other. He reaches forward and connects his lips to yours in a passionate kiss. His fingers tangled in your hair pulls you closer to him as your lips danced together. His strong hands grab your soft hips, moving you so you were straddling his waist. His hands roam your back as your lips continue to move against each other. The way you were kissing, you would have sworn that you needed each other to breathe. The sound of the door opening caused you to pull apart. With wide eyes you both looked up to see Mingyu standing by the tv.
“I see you took care of our girl,” Mingyu smiled as he stared at the pair of you who look like you got caught doing something you shouldn’t.
“Hey Gyu,” Wonwoo awkwardly said as you crawled off of him, and moved back to your spot on the couch you had been sitting on.
“Why are you two acting like I just walked in on you cheating on me?” Mingyu was confused on why you were suddenly acting guilty.
You shrugged your shoulders, “I don’t know.” This was all new to you. It felt strange that Mingyu would be okay with you openly kissing his best friend.
“(Y/N), you’re allowed to kiss Wonwoo and do whatever you want with him. You don’t ever need to ask for my permission,” he smiled as he walked towards you and sat on the coffee table that was sat in front of the couch. He reached over and placed his hand under your chin and gently tilted your head up so you were looking into his warm eyes. “I could have walked in on you two fucking on the couch and I wouldn’t have cared. The ball is in your court at all times, Princess. Whatever you want from all this is what you get. If you want to be with both of us, you can. If you only want to be with only one of us, we both understand.”
Both Wonwoo and Mingyu wanted you to be happy, and they both had agreed that no matter what happened, your happiness was what mattered the most.
“I want both of you guys,” you whisper, still almost unsure that all of this was real. How could both of these men possibly be okay with openly sharing your affection?
“Then you have both of us Princess,” Wonwoo said from beside you.
“Did you want me to leave so you guys can go back to making out on the couch?” Mingyu asked with a soft laugh as he released your chin. “Things seemed to be heating up. Maybe Wonwoo could lay you down the couch and eat you out.” He earns a laugh from Wonwoo.
“No, did you want to cuddle and watch the movie with us?” You asked.
“I would love that.”
You moved back into Wonwoo’s side and Mingyu sat down on the couch next to you and rested his hand on your thigh.
“I missed you guys,” Mingyu smiled gently, massaging your thighs, earning a soft sigh from you.
“We missed you too,” Wonwoo said before leaning over and pressing his lips to the top of his favorite girl's head.
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Sitting in the kitchen you’re working on a project that is due soon. Mingyu is making breakfast and Wonwoo is on his phone intently reading something.
“I need you two not to judge me, but I need to ask something?”
Mingyu continues to whisk his pancake batter, “shoot.”
“I don’t exactly want to assume, but assuming we were to start having sex. How would that work with the three of us?”
“Didn’t Mingyu eat you out earlier this morning?” Wonwoo chimes in.
“I think she means fully having sex. I don’t think she means what we have been doing.” Mingyu responds.
“Well, we can do it however you want. You can have one on one sex with each of us. You can have all both of us in the room. Hell, you can have both of us at the same time,” Wonwoo’s final sentence earns a smirk from Mingyu.
The thought of a threesome before this all started never even crossed your mind. Yet now you can’t stop thinking about what it would be like to be with both of them at the same time.
“I’ve never done any kind of butt stuff.” You nervously say.
“Do you ever want to?” Something tells you Wonwoo is familiar with what you would need to do to enjoy anal.
“I’m intrigued by it. I would definitely want to try it out separately. I don’t think I’m prepared to try it while taking one of you at the same time.”
Mingyu barks out a laugh, “baby the first time you try anal it won’t be while I’m inside you.” You almost find it funny. It's assumed that Wonwoo is the first person you will try anal with. It probably has something to do with Mingyu’s size. You’ve given him head quite a few times and you can’t even fit half of him in your mouth. You’re quite familiar with Wonwoo’s cock now as well and he’s large but much more manageable.
“Do you think maybe I could have a solo first time with each of you?”
“Of course. Do you have a preference on who you would like first?” Wonwoo asked.
There is a nasty thought eating away at you that you’ll hurt one of their feelings if you pick one of them.
“I don’t want to hurt either of your feelings. I don't want you to think I have a favorite.”
Wonwoo sets his phone down, raising his eyebrow, “nobody thinks you have favorites.”
“If you want Wonwoo to be first I won’t be upset,” Mingyu says as he starts pouring the batter into the hot skillet.
“How about I make this easy for you. Joshua asked me to go to the gym this afternoon and meet up with Seungcheol. Why don’t you and Mingyu spend some quality time together. Maybe you can take your clothes off.”
Mingyu smiles as he focuses on making breakfast. Your cheeks burn a little at the thought of what is going to unfold when Wonwoo leaves. “That works for me.”
“Don’t have to tell me twice,” Mingyu smiles.
Your first time with Mingyu was everything you imagined it would be. He was gentle and took his time to fully explore your body.
Laying on his bed in his room he used to sleep in, your legs are spread. He’s laying between them with his hard cock pressed against your core. He just finished eating you out until you cried. He decided now he needed to focus on other parts of your body. His lips are attached to your perk nipple. One hand groped the other as his lips were focused on your nipple. The way he’s using his mouth made you feel like you might cum just like this. Your eyes are closed and your fingers are tangled in his hair, holding him close to your chest. Ever so often he’ll grind his cock against your mound, giving you the friction you desperately crave.
“Mingyu- please-” you’re not even ashamed to beg for more.
Releasing your nipple with a pop, some of his saliva is attached to your puffy nipple. “Yes princess?”
“Please just I need you inside of me.”
Pulling his body up onto his knees. “Do I need to use a condom?”
“Um, we didn't discuss that with Wonwoo.” You feel stupid this is definitely something the three of you should have discussed.
“Are you on birth control?” Silently you nod. “Did you want to go bare?” You’ve never done it before and the thought of Mingyu’s huge dick being inside of you bare is almost enough in itself to make you cum. “I want our first time to be completely bare, but we need to ask Wonwoo if he’s okay with that as well.”
“Do you have to call Wonwoo?”
A heavy sigh passes his lips as he crawls off the bed. He walks over to the dresser where he left his phone. You take this time to admire his beautiful naked body that’s on display. Opening his phone he goes into his favorites and hits Wonwoo’s contact. He presses the speaker and sets his phone on the bed next to you where you’re laying in the same position. It rings all of four times before Wonwoo answers.
“Gyu what’s up?”
“Please tell me I’m not on speaker?” Mingyu asked, crawling back onto the bed.
“No, what's up?”
“Can you take this call in a private place? The boys don’t need to hear any of this conversation.” Mingyu sits on his knees in between your spread legs.
“Is everything okay with (Y/N)?” You can hear the background noise on Wonwoo’s side getting quieter and quieter.
“I’m okay,” you finally speak up.
“Hi baby,” Wonwoo responds.
“Hi Wonu.”
“What’s going on that I have to make sure the boys can’t hear?”
A smile forms on Mingyu’s lips as he rubs your knee, “well, me and princess were about ready to fuck and we realized that we never discussed what the rule is with condoms.”
“Mingyu, it's more of her call on if she wants us to wear them.” Wonwoo responded immediately.
“Shouldn’t you both agree on if we decide to go bare?” You speak up.
“Baby I would prefer we don’t use them, but that’s if you’re on birth control and Mingyu is also okay with it.”
“She on birth control and fuck, I desperately want to feel her raw.”
“So, no condoms?” You ask.
“We don’t have to use them. I’m clean. I got tested the month after you moved in and I haven’t been with anyone since.” Wonwoo says.
“I’m also clean.” Mingyu chimes in.
“Same here. I haven’t had sex in like four years.” You still feel a little embarrassed admitting that.
“Have fun you two,” You can picture him smiling on the other end. “Princess, when I get home, how about I steal you away for a while?”
“Okay.”
“Bye guys.”
“Bye Wonwoo,” You both say.
Mingyu ends the call and tosses his phone away from you. “Princess, where were we?” He gets back into the same position hovering over you. He reaches between you taking his length in his hand. “It might hurt a little. If it’s too much just tell me.”
Leaning up, you press your lips to his for a gentle kiss. “I’m ready.”
It wasn’t a lie. The feeling of him stretching you out did hurt. A gasp passes your lips as you attempt to adjust to the feeling of him. Leaning down, his nose rests against yours.
A soft whimper passes your lips.
“Baby I’m sorry.” He sounds distraught.
“Please just go slow.”
He treats you like you’re made of glass. His thrust is slow but deep. Connecting his lips to yours, he helps take your mind away from the aching feeling below. With each thrust the painful feeling starts to disappear.
“You feel so good,” he moans against your lips.
Your hands crawl across his back, wanting to desperately touch every part of him.
The coil in your stomach tightens as you get closer and closer to finding your release. Every muscle feels as if it’s tightening when your high washes over you. Your walls contract, pulling on his large length.
His own high has him moaning against your lips. He fills you with thick white ropes of his release. Dropping down to his elbows, he lays some of his weight on your soft body. Your fingers run through his hair, enjoying the feeling of him being so close. “I love you,” he softly whispers against the delicate skin on your chest. Almost as if he doesn’t want you to hear.
“I love you too,” you whisper back. This is the first time these words have been exchanged, but you truly love them both.
After a little while, Mingyu removed himself from you and cleaned up his release before crawling into bed with you. An afternoon nap felt like the perfect post sex aftercare.
Slowly your eyes opened up at the feeling of the bed moving. The room was dim, letting you know the sun was setting. Silently you watched as Mingyu was trying his hardest to be quiet.
“Where are you going?” Your voice is soft.
Looking back at you he steps closer to the bed. Leaning down he kisses your lips gently. “I just got a text asking to check some emails and seeing if I could help Vernon with some editing for a shoot he did.”
“Oh, okay.”
“Baby don’t worry I’m not leaving you alone. Wonwoo just got home and is in the bathroom.”
“Oh.”
A smile pulls on his lips, “I think he’s showering and you joining him might be the perfect surprise. He’s using his old bathroom with the walk-in shower.” The bathroom connected to the main room you all sleep in is a pretty big shower bath combo.
Another quick kiss is pressed to your lips before he leaves you alone in bed.
Slowly crawling out of bed you are debating on getting dressed. Deciding to be brave you walk down the small hallway to the bathroom naked.
Opening the bathroom door as silently as possible, you step inside. The sight of Wonwoo’s very naked body through the glass is practically mouth watering.
The door clicking shut catches his attention. He looks at you smiling.
“Are you going to join me?” He speaks a little louder to hear him over the water.
Stepping into the shower, he wasted no time pulling you close to him. Pressing his lips to yours for a heated kiss.
“Did Gyu take care of you?”
Your nose rests against his as you say, “yes he did. Are you going to take care of me now?”
“Let me wash your hair.”
Stepping under the warm water Wonwoo takes his time massaging your favorite strawberry shampoo into your scalp. Reaching back, your hand runs across his wet skin.
“Are you trying to seduce me?”
“Maybe?” You smile.
“Baby let me wash your hair and take care of you, and then I will take my time exploring your beautiful body fully.”
He keeps his word. He washes your hair and then takes his time washing your body with your favorite body wash. Once out of the shower he wraps a towel around you before he blow dries your hair.
With lust filled eyes you watch as he dries his own body. Holding his hand out he takes your towel from you leaving you both fully naked.
Stepping into the hallway, you get one step away from him before he wraps his around you pulling you back against him. His hard cock pressing against your lower back. He helps you walk towards the living room holding you close.
You don’t even make it your bedroom. He takes you down to the living room floor. Luckily on top of the soft rug Mingyu made a big deal about buying.
“Baby our first time should be on our comfy bed,” he sighs as you kiss his neck.
“Wonwoo, I want you. You’re the one who dragged me down here.” You say with a soft laugh.
Pulling away from you he stands up. Holding his hand out he helps you stand up. “You can have me. But let me take care of you in bed.” Pulling away from you, he stands up. Holding his hand out, he helps you stand.
Walking into your shared room you crawl on to your unmade bed. Wonwoo joins you, taking his time to kiss his way across your body while he takes his time fingering you. Pulling his finger from your core he smiles at the sight of some of Mingyu’s cum.
“I see Mingyu took advantage of not wearing a condom.” You feel instantly red with embarrassment. Your attempts to close your legs are instantly stopped by him. “Baby, don’t be embarrassed. I like it,” He chuckles. He holds his fingers close to you. Deciding to be brave, you wrap your lips around his finger, taking Mingyu’s release into your mouth. “I see you like it too.”
He takes his time kissing everywhere his mouth can reach. His lips focused on pebbles nipples as his fingers start pumping in and out of you. For your first orgasm, you fall apart moaning his name.
“Baby lay on your side.”
He comes up behind you, rubbing his cock through your folds, gathering your release. He takes your leg, helping you rest your foot on his leg to give him more access to your core.
The hand under your body massages your heavy breast. Ever so slowly he pushes his length into you. He’s definitely larger then the average man, but not as big as Mingyu. The stretch feels absolutely intoxicating.
His hips move into you at a slow but deep pace. The echoing sounds of his low groans, and your moans fill the room.
“Baby can you play with your clit?” He moans in your ear.
Your hand immediately goes to your puffy clit,making quick circles on your sensitive nub. The orgasm that hits you feels like a white wave. Everything feels fuzzy. His thrust pick up, chasing his own release as your walls contract.
His hand grips your hip, pulling you back on him. Tilting your head back he crashes his lips into yours. You moan into his mouth as he kisses you like he needs you to breathe.
He doesn’t pull out, he just holds your body close. Your heart is telling you to say those three words you told Mingyu. Without thinking you say, “I love you.”
“I love you too.”
“I love both of you.”
You don’t have to look back to know he’s smiling. “Did Gyu say he loved you?”
“He whispered it to me.”
“He's been holding back saying that for a month.” He presses his lips to your shoulder. “I need to clean you up but right now I just want to stay inside you.”
“We can stay like this.”
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Seungcheol decided to throw a little get-together at his place. Wonwoo drove the two of you and Mingyu was coming later.
Wonwoo was in the kitchen talking to Joshua and Seungcheol while you were sitting on the small balcony with Jeonghan drinking a glass of wine.
“Where is your girlfriend?” You asked him.
“She had to work a late shift at the bar.” Jeonghan’s girlfriend works as a bartender at the bar you all frequently meet at downtown.
“I feel like I haven’t seen her in forever. Tell her we should have another wine night.”
Jeonghan smiles before taking a drink of his beer, “I will definitely let her know.”
The sound of laughter through the sliding glass door catches your attention. Looking back you see Wonwoo and Seungcheol laughing about something.
“So did you figure out your crush on Wonwoo?”
“You could say that,” you hadn’t actually told anything about what was going on with the boys. “I’ve kinda started something with him.”
“I think Wonwoo would be good for you.” Jeonghan truly only wants what’s best for you.
The sound of the sliding glass door opening catches your attention. Mingyu is standing over you, smiling.
“Hey Hannie,” he waves to your best friend. “Hi baby,” he leans down pressing his lips to yours for a quick kiss. “Did you need anything to drink?”
“No, I'm good. Thank you though.” You say, holding up your glass of wine.
“I’m gonna chat with the boys inside.”
Jeonghan’s eyes are about bulging out of his head as Mingyu leaves the porch. “Does Wonwoo know you’re kissing Mingyu?”
A heavy sigh passes your lips. Leaning further back into your seat, “yes Wonwoo knows, and before you ask, Mingyu knows about Wonwoo.”
“Are you trying a poly situation?”
“Yeah I guess you could call it that. It started out innocent. We originally used to just cuddle because I can’t sleep and Mingyu gets nightmares.”
A smile forms on Jeonghan’s face, “is it no longer innocent?”
“Hannie,” instantly you roll your eyes.
“Are you fucking both of them now?” He sounds so excited asking you this.
“Yes.”
“Are you having threesomes?”
“Yoon Jeonghan, I’m giving you no details about my sex life.”
The sliding glass door opens and Wonwoo peaks his head out, “come inside, the pizza here is here.”
Standing up you walk inside and Wonwoo instantly pulls you into his chest. He presses his lips to yours for a soft kiss. “The boys know about us and Mingyu.”
“Hannie knows too.”
“That’s good. We have nothing to hide,” he presses his lips to yours for another kiss.
“Baby do you want pizza?” Mingyu asked over at the counter.
“Yes, please.”
Wonwoo stands behind you and wraps his arms around your waist. Leaning back against him you instantly relax.
The night with your friends is nice. It’s rare that everyone gets a chance to hang out. Mingyu takes your hand, leading you out of Seungcheol house. He’s been yawning nonstop for the last hour.
Walking into the apartment, Mingyu heads off to take a shower while Wonwoo heads off to the kitchen. You join Wonwoo in the kitchen. He making a cup of tea.
“Princess, would you like a cup?”
“Yes please.”
“Mingyu seems extra tired tonight,” Wonwoo sighs.
“I think he needs to get some sleep. I think his shoot today was draining.”
After drinking your cup of tea you find Mingyu already curled up in bed and sound asleep. It’s not long before you fall asleep curled up between the boys.
Waking up in the middle of the night the first thing you notice is the room is empty. You’re confused on where both the boys went. Slowly getting up, you walk into the living room and find Wonwoo and Mingyu on the couch together. Mingyu is lying on the couch with his head resting in Wonwoo's lap. Wonwoo is gently brushing his fingers through Mingyu’s dark curls. Mingyu is clearly sleeping fully relaxed resting on Wonwoo.
“Is everything okay?” You whisper walking towards him.
“Gyu had a bad nightmare and I just got him to calm down.” Before you started living with them Mingyu told you that Wonwoo would take care of him after having nightmares. It’s very sweet seeing Mingyu curled up against Wonwoo relaxing.
“Sorry if we woke you up,” Wonwoo says just above a whisper.
“You’re fine. How bad was his nightmare?”
“He woke up crying for the first time in a while. Back in college, they were like this constantly. It got so bad that I had to put a mattress on the floor by his bed. Eventually I would just lay in bed holding his hand while he slept.”
“You both have a special connection.” You aren’t sure if they ever shared a romantic connection before you came around, but it’s clear they both love and deeply care for each other.
“Gyu is my best friend and I would do anything to make him feel better.” Wonwoo continues running his fingers through Mingyu’s hair.
“Do you think we should get him to go back to bed? This can’t be comfortable for you to sleep.” You ask.
Gently Wonwoo rubs Mingyu’s arm. “Gyu, let’s go to bed. Our baby wants to cuddle with you.”
Mingyu’s eyes slowly open. “Can I lay in the middle please?” He sounds as if he’s barely awake.
“Of course.”
Laying in bed Mingyu stares at the ceiling. His breathing is uneven. “Gyu, what’s wrong?” Wonwoo asked, lying on his side facing Mingyu.
“Can you hold me Wonwoo?” A gentle smile tugs at your lips. You love seeing how much they mean to each other.
“Of course. Did you wanna hold princess while I hold you?”
“Yeah.”
Mingyu moves to his side so he’s facing you. Wonwoo curls up behind Mingyu, spooning him. Mingyu let out a soft hum as Wonwoo gently rested his hand on his stomach.
Curling up in front of Mingyu he holds you close. “This is nice,” Mingyu whispers.
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Both of your boys were away for the weekend. They both decided to go home to see their families together and you couldn’t help but get lost in your own thoughts as you laid in your bed alone for the first time in forever. You were starting to doubt yourself, you didn’t understand why two men would want to be with you. Let alone two men who looked like them. Glancing over at the clock you saw the time read two in the morning. You weren’t even close to tired anymore.
Lifting the covers, you crawled out of bed and walked off towards your bathroom starting the warm water. You slowly stripped off your clothes and stepped into the water. The warm water engulfed your body, you couldn’t help it as tears started to slide down your cheeks. You were over thinking everything and you knew it. You had a really rough day at work. It was a rare day when you had to go into the office and just anything that could go wrong did go wrong. Your shitty day at work probably wasn’t helping at all. Another thing was you were supposed to start your period any day and that always made you emotional. You ran your hands across your tear stained face and washed away your tears.
You stayed in the shower for what felt like forever before you finally got out. You shut the water off and wrapped a towel around you. As you turned around, you heard the bathroom door open and turned to find Mingyu walking inside looking exhausted.
Suddenly you felt embarrassed by the fact that Mingyu walked into the bathroom to find you crying in the middle of the night.
His soft eyes roamed your face attempting to figure out what was wrong with you. “Baby, what's wrong?” he stepped towards you and wrapped his arms around your basically naked body, pulling you into his chest.
“I just had a rough day, and started over thinking about everything,” you sighed as the tears continued to slide down her cheeks. You felt stupid that you let little things get you down, but you couldn’t help it.
His strong hand gently rubbed your back as he pressed his lips to the top of your head. You closed your eyes and held on to him. You knew you didn’t need to be crying, but you couldn’t help it.
“Where’s Wonwoo?” You murmured, still holding on to him.
He pulled away from you and gave you a small smile, “he’s exhausted. The second we got back, he stripped down to his boxers and got into bed.”
“Oh, okay,” you whispered.
“Baby, what aren’t you telling me?” he had both his hands on your arms, staring at you to figure out what was going on in your head.
“Why do you guys want to be with me? I’m literally nothing special,” you sighed. “Half the time I feel like I’m an emotional wreck.”
He moved his strong hand and gently rested it under your chin and tilted your head up so you were looking at him, “you are so beautiful inside and out. I can’t imagine my life without you, and I’m pretty sure Wonwoo feels the same way.”
“I don’t feel like I’m worthy of the feelings you guys have for me,” you sighed.
“Don’t ever say that,” he leaned forward and pressed his lips gently to your tear stained cheek. “Stop doubting yourself.”
“Why do you put some pajamas on and we’ll crawl into bed with Wonwoo?” He gave you a simple smile. “or if you want you can just take that towel off and crawl into bed,” he smirked slightly.
“I’ll get dressed for bed,” you reached over and picked up your oversized shirt that was on the sink next to where you were standing. Mingyu watched you as you slowly got dressed for bed. He wasted no time lacing his fingers with yours and led you towards your bed. As you got close to the bed you found Wonwoo sound asleep on the far end of the bed. You crawled onto the bed and moved over closer to Wonwoo. His eyes slowly opened and saw you giving him a sad smile.
“Princess, what’s wrong?” he asked, sitting up noticing something was wrong. He looked over at Mingyu who had a concerned look on his face. “Mingyu what's going on?”
“Our girl had a rough day and needs some love.”
Wonwoo didn’t bother responding, he leaned forward and gently connected his lips to yours. His hand rested on your cheek as he stared at you for a moment.
“Why do you guys like me so much?” you whispered.
“I can list a million reasons if you want me to,” he leaned forward and rested his forehead against yours. His hand was resting on your cheek.
Mingyu moved onto the bed and rubbed your back gently before pressing his lips gently to your shirt-covered shoulder.
“Why don’t we all get some sleep princess?” he whispered.
“I think Mingyu has a good idea,” Wonwoo whispered.
Wonwoo laid back down and you curled up against him and he pressed his lips to the top of your head. Mingyu curled up behind you and whispered, “baby we love you so much.”
“Mingyu is right, we love you,” Wonwoo chimed in.
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Wonwoo gripped your hips as his own hips thrust into you over and over again. You couldn’t help but moan his name over and over again. Your hands moved to grip the sheets next to your hips. Mingyu had gone to workout, leaving you and Wonwoo alone for a little while, and it didn’t take long before Wonwoo had you naked and on your back.
He sat back on his haunches as his hips thrust into yours over and over again. Your back arched as he pushed you closer and closer to the edge.
“Wonwoo,” your high pitched moan echoed off the walls.
“Babygirl, let go,” he rasped as he leaned forward. He pressed his lips to your soft stomach as he rolled his hips against yours. You wanted every piece of the man thrusting into you. Everything about him was absolutely intoxicating to you. His skin glistened with sweat as he looked down at you like you were his world.
It only took a few more thrust before he pushed you over the edge. Your walls pulled him in, and he thrust a few more times before he hit his own high. He laid down on the bed next to you and stared at the ceiling as he panted. He looked over at you to see you with a huge smile on your face. If you looked up word bliss in the dictionary, this moment would be found.
“Did you enjoy that?” he asked, reaching over and lacing his fingers with yours.
Silently you nod as you look over at him.
“I hate that I have to leave for a business trip soon. I wish I could just stay here with you and Mingyu.” You hate when the boys have to travel for work, but you never tell them. You always tell them they’ll be back before they know it. “I’m going to miss you baby.”
“I always miss you.”
Leaning over he presses his lips to your. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” He pulls away smiling at you.
“Man, Mingyu missed out by going and working out,” he laughed softly.
Before you could respond the door to your room opened and Mingyu walked inside to see you and Wonwoo naked lying in bed. Mingyu pushed his eyebrows together and smiled at the sight in front of him.
“I see I missed the fun,” he walked over and sat down on the bed.
“I got my own workout in,” Wonwoo teased.
“I guess I should stop going to the gym,” Mingyu jokes.”I’m sure Seungcheol would understand if I told him I got a new work plan going. I could tell him all about my new personal trainer who can’t keep her clothes on.” Wonwoo chuckles softly at Mingyu's statement.
“Well if you’re not too tired I’m sure (Y/N) would let you get another workout in,” Wonwoo lifted your hand up and pressed a light kiss to the top of delicate skin on top.
You bit your lip and smiled. You couldn’t believe you were so lucky that two beautiful men seemed to be absolutely in love with you and both wanted to sleep with you.
“Princess, could you go for another round?” Mingyu asked, looking at you.
“I guess,” you joke. Even if you were absolutely exhausted you couldn’t turn down the chance to be with Mingyu. Sex with him is always intense and he like for you to be a pillow princess so he can worship you.
“I’ll give you guys some alone time. I’m in need of a shower,” Wonwoo released your hand and got out of bed.
Mingyu pulled off his shirt and watched as you sat up and leaned against the headboard. Wonwoo walked over and patted Mingyu on the back before heading off to the bathroom. Mingyu reached down and pushed off his sweatpants and his boxers. Hungry eyes traveled up and down his toned body. The sight of his naked body was absolutely mouthwatering. Crawling onto the bed he watched as you laid back down and smiled at him. He moved so he was hovering over you and connected his lips to yours for a passionate kiss.
“I need to stop leaving you and Wonwoo alone,” he rasped with his lips brushing against yours.
“At least he is also giving you alone time with me,” you reached up and rested your hand on his cheek.
“Remind me to thank him for that,” he smiled before pressing his lips to yours again.
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As the clock struck four am Wonwoo pulled himself away from your sleeping form that was curled up next to him. He was attempting to not wake you up, but you were a light sleeper and the second he moved your eyes opened.
“Is it time for you to leave?” You whispered, attempting to not wake Mingyu who was sound asleep next to you. He has a very early flight to catch. He hates that he’s been going on business trips more often recently.
“Yeah baby, my flight is super early. I’ll be back in three days,” he leaned down and pressed his lips to yours for a kiss goodbye. “I love you.”
“I love you too. Please come back safe,” you said as you watched him walk out of your bedroom.
You rolled over and curled up next to Mingyu who hadn’t even woken up. Since you’ve been constantly sharing a bed, Mingyu’s nightmares barely seem to happen now.
Closing your eyes you only got a little more sleep before you woke up again. Laying in bed you curled up close to Mingyu. He had his arm wrapped around you holding your close. You had a big day ahead of you today. While Wonwoo was away and your mother was coming into town. The three of you had talked it out and agreed that you would say you were only dating Mingyu for the time being. You still couldn’t help but be nervous. You hadn’t ever had many of your past partners meet your mother.
Your head was resting on his strong chest as you attempted to go to sleep.
“Baby, are you awake?” he asked as his strong hand gently rubbed your side.
“I can’t sleep,” You whispered.
“Do you maybe wanna take a bubble bath?” he asked, knowing that was one of your favorite ways to relax.
“Mingyu it’s five in the morning,” you glanced over at the alarm clock on the bedside table.
“So,” he didn’t see a problem in you taking a bubble bath.
“Alright let’s take a bubble bath,” you said softly.
Pulling away from Mingyu’s body you slowly got out of bed and followed Mingyu off to the bathroom. Mingyu walked over to the bathtub and started feeling it up with warm water. You reached under the sink and pulled out one of your favorite bath bombs and dropped it into the warm water.
As the water started to rise Mingyu stripped away his boxers and stepped into the warm water. You removed your undies and oversized shirt and stepped in the tub in front of him. You leaned against his bare body and instantly relaxed against his touch. His strong hand rested on your thigh and aimlessly drew circles on your skin.
It was moments like this you were happy that you had Mingyu in your life. He always knew the best ways to calm you down.
“I miss Wonwoo,” you whispered. When this all first started you worried about stating your feelings for the other man, but they both constantly informed you they weren’t competing for your love. You were allowed to love both of them equally.
“I miss Wonwoo too, baby.” Wonwoo was truly Mingyu's other half. They shared a bond like you have never seen before. You feel as if they’re soulmates and we’re always supposed to be in each other's lives.
Leaning your head back you rested your head against Mingyu’s shoulder. You were exhausted but so nervous about tomorrow you couldn't sleep.
You knew you don’t need to be nervous. You weren’t telling your mother that you were involved with both Wonwoo and Mingyu, you were only telling her about Mingyu.
“If Wonwoo was here would all of us fit in this tub?” His words caused you to smile.
“I guess it would have been a relaxing night time shower then,” you lightly laughed.
He pressed his lips to the side of your neck for a gentle kiss and you couldn’t help but smile. His touch was so relaxing to you.
“Are you worried your mom isn’t going to like me?” Mingyu couldn’t lie, he was nervous your mother wasn’t going to like him. When they agreed that you would tell your family you were only dating one of them,he had originally thought Wonwoo would be the one saying he was the boyfriend. Everyone always seemed to be drawn to Wonwoo, he was charming and people loved him. Wonwoo and you both agreed that it should be Mingyu though for some reason.
“I know my mom is gonna love you. I just don’t like the idea of not telling her about Wonwoo, but she wouldn’t understand,” you reached down and laced your fingers with Mingyu’s hand that was under the water.
“Maybe after we have been together for a while, we can tell her about Wonwoo,” he said, knowing eventually you would need to tell your family about Wonwoo. Neither of you wanted to hide Wonwoo. He wasn’t a dirty little secret or anything like that. You love him just as much as you love Mingyu.
“Yeah I like that idea,” you said with a smile.
You sat in the warm bath for probably half an hour, talking about little things. When you got out you were barely awake. Mingyu helped dry you off then he took your handed leading you to bed, curled up under the covers soon you both quickly fell asleep.
When your mother met Mingyu she couldn’t help but be charmed by the man with curly hair and golden skin. When she first arrived, Mingyu was so nervous he didn’t even know what to say. It didn’t take long before you and your mother were laughing at one of his stories from his childhood. Your mother seemed to love Mingyu and when you walked her out to her car she kissed Mingyu on the cheek and told him to take care of her daughter.
You sat in the kitchen waiting for Wonwoo to come home. His business trip was over and he was supposed to be walking through that door at any moment. You missed him dearly and couldn’t wait for him to come home. Mingyu was off taking a shower, he had asked you to join him, but you told him you didn’t want to be in the shower when Wonwoo walked through the door.
It was pretty early in the morning and you let out a yawn. You walked over to the coffee pot and started to make some coffee for you and the boys. As you turned the coffee pot on you heard the front door open. Turning around you found Wonwoo walking in, limping. Your eyes went wide and suddenly you panicked,rushing over to Wonwoo who seemed to be moving slower than normal. He dropped his duffle bag and wrapped his arms around you as you buried your face in his chest. Leaning down he pressed his lips to the top of your head.
“Wonwoo are you alright?” You asked, worried about him.
“Yeah babygirl I’m fine. I’m just a little sore, I definitely overworked myself when I was working out last night at the hotel with Joshua.”
“You had me really worried for a moment,” you sighed.
“I’m fine you don’t have to worry about me,” he leaned forward and pressed his lips to yours for a soft kiss. “How did Mingyu meeting your mother go?”
“It went great, my mom loved him,” you couldn’t help but smile thinking about how great things went with your mom. “Maybe after we’ve been together a while longer we can introduce you to her as well.”
Leaning up once again you pressed your lips to his. Wrapping your arms around him, you deepen the kiss. You had missed Wonwoo so much. You grabbed his hand and led him off to your that has now become the shared bedroom for all of you.
You walked him over to your bed and reached down for the bottom of your shirt and pulled it off. Wonwoo had truly missed you, but he didn’t expect this greeting when he arrived home. He reached to pull off his own shirt and groaned at the soreness.
“Wonwoo, are you okay?” You asked worried about how hurt he actually was.
“Yeah baby, I’m fine,” he pulled his shirt off the rest of the way and worked on getting his shoes off. “Me and Joshua did a boxing match at the hotel gym I forgot that Shua is stronger than he looks.”
You took this as your chance to remove your pale blue pajama bottoms. He pushed his sweat pants down and boxers and he stood there naked in front of you. Taking his glasses off, he sits them on the dresser. You reached up and softly connected your lips to his for a gentle kiss. You missed him so much, you hated when you had to spend time apart.
Lancing your fingers with his you led him towards the bed. Wonwoo laid down on your unmade bed and you reached over and pumped his hardened length a few times. You had desperately missed the feeling of his skin. Slowly you crawled into the bed, and lined his erection up with your entrance. There is no time for foreplay. You’ve missed him too much. After the first few thrusts, you’ll adjust to his size. You slowly sank down on his length.
You gasped as you bottomed out on his length and Wonwoo let out a breathy moan. He had missed you so much and he loved you so much he couldn’t get enough of you. Slowly you moved yourself against him.
Mingyu walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. He couldn’t help but smile at the sight of you on top of Wonwoo. Both Wonwoo and you looked over at Mingyu and gave him a small smile. You continued to ride Wonwoo as Mingyu acted like nothing was going on and worked on grabbing some boxers out of the dresser. It didn’t take long before Wonwoo and you both hit your highs. Wonwoo paints your walls white as he grips your hips.
Crawling off him, you laid down next to him. Mingyu leaned against the wall and smiled at the two of you who were both trying to catch your breath. Mingyu walks into the bathroom and comes back holding a washcloth. Tapping your thigh he signals for you to open your legs. Ever so gently he cleans up his best friend's release that is already dropping out of you.
“Thank you,” Wonwoo sighs.
“Wonwoo what’s up with the bruise?” Mingyu asked, noticing Wonwoo’s bruised skin.
“Me and Shau did a practice boxing match at the hotel gym last night.”
Mingyu let out a soft laugh, “she’s the best kind of medicine.” He walked over and crawled into bed next to you and curled up next to you.
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“You know, when I pictured going on a double date with you and your future boyfriend I never imagined it would be with my dorky gamer friend,” Jeonghan teases sitting across from the table. Wonwoo lets out a laugh as his hand rest on your thighs.
“Hannie,” his girlfriend says, slapping his arm.
“Where is your guy’s other boyfriend?” It’s not unusual for Jeonghan to refer to Mingyu as both of your boyfriends. Wonwoo never corrects anyone. Neither does Mingyu when people call Wonwoo his. That might be because they're in a relationship together as much as they are with you. They’ve never done anything really romantic except cuddle and hold hands from what you know. But even if they had it wouldn’t change anything. You would fully embrace it if they wanted to be intimate together.
“He’s in Japan for a video shoot,” Wonwoo says.
“What have you two been up to?” You're attempting to change the subject of your relationship.
“So we asked you guys if you wanted to meet up because I’m moving,” Jeonghan’s girlfriend statement catches you off guard.
“Are you moving too Jeonghan?”
“No, she is moving to England.”
The table is suddenly silent as you process what you’re being told. They’ve been together for a really long time. It’s insane that now they would do long distance.
“Are you going to do long distance?” Wonwoo asked exactly what you were thinking.
“No, we actually broke up two weeks ago. I’m going to stay with Jeonghan for another week before I move.”
Looking up at your best friend you can see the sadness in his eyes. He’s no longer smiling as he stares at the table.
“Hannie, are you okay?” You wish you didn’t find out right now. You wish he would have told you sooner so you could be there for him.
“I’ll be okay.”
The whole dinner felt like a blur. You all made small talk and you couldn’t help but focus on Jeonghan who seemed like he was trying to be happy.
Standing in the parking lot you say goodbye to Lana before she walks off to Jeonghan’s car. Wonwoo gives you a kiss before he says he’ll meet you in the car. He knows you need a moment with your best friend.
Jeonghan puts his hands in his pocket and sighs.
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“I don’t know. We haven’t told anyone. I wasn’t really sure how to process this. Hell, I was just getting ready to buy her a ring.”
Stepping forward you pull him into a hug. He’s stiff for a moment before he relaxes resting his cheek on top of your head. “I’ll be okay. Once she moves I’ll be able to fully process this.”
“If you need anything you can call me, any time of the day or night.”
He pulls away from you and smiles. “I’ll be okay. How about once she’s gone we can get dinner and ice cream.”
“Ice cream to heal your heart?”
“Yes, to heal my heart.”
“Please call me,” you step back.
“I will. Now go spend time with your gamer boyfriend. Something tells me he’s looking forward to one on one time.”
Walking over to Wonwoo’s car you can’t help but feel sad for your best friend. Sliding into the passenger seat, Wonwoo watches you.
“I had no clue they broke up. I had been pushing him to take the next step with her.”
“I know he’s sad, but Jeonghan is a good guy and he’ll find the perfect person for him.” He rests his large hand on your thigh before giving it a squeeze. “How about we go back to our place and cuddle on the couch and watch a movie?”
Walking into the house Wonwoo and you head off to the master bedroom. You both decided to get dressed for bed. Wonwoo puts on a pair of lounge pants that sit low on his hips and you opt to only wear a baggy shirt and a pair of panties.
Curled up on the couch you just want to be close to Wonwoo. His arm is wrapped around you. His large hand rests on your soft stomach.
You can barely focus on the movie. You’re only focused on his hand that has started gently kneading the flesh on your stomach.
“Wonwoo?”
“Yeah baby?”
“Thank you for loving me.”
“You were so incredibly easy to fall in love with.”
Gently he presses his lips to your shoulder.
“You were the missing piece in both me and Mingyu’s life.”
There is a long moment of silence. “You two truly made me so comfortable in my own skin again.”
“Baby you’re beautiful inside and out.” His hand that is resting on your stomach gently squeezes your flesh.
“I feel so much more confident in myself.” This didn’t happen overnight and being with the boys didn’t suddenly give you confidence. It took baby steps to get here but you finally feel so comfortable and happy in your own skin. For the first time in your life, you truly feel sexy.
You also finally feel happy and there isn’t a sadness lingering over you. That’s because of a healthy and loving relationship and the help of therapy along the way.
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You, and the boys glided through the crowded party. Your hand was holding Mingyu’s strong hand tightly. He led you away from the party to his old room at Seungcheol’s house. At one point in time both your boys lived with Seungcheol here. Wonwoo followed right behind. You snuck off upstairs away from the crowd as everyone was ringing in the new year. The moment the door was opened he pressed you against the wall and moved his lips down your neck. Wonwoo slowly walked in behind you. Mingyu seemed to be way more eager than Wonwoo was. Wonwoo walked over and sat down on the bed and watched as Mingyu’s hungry lips moved down the base of your neck as his hands worked on getting your dress off. Mingyu groaned at the fact that you weren’t wearing a bra. He removed your dress leaving you only in undies and your black high heels, your soft body on full display. He stepped away and worked on getting his own clothes off.
You looked over Mingyu’s shoulder to find Wonwoo sitting on the bed watching with a smile on his face. He seemed amused by what was playing out in front of him. Wonwoo tended to watch and direct you both from the sidelines before taking his turn or joining in.
You reached down and removed your heels and undies as Mingyu stripped off the rest of his clothing. The second he was naked he gave himself a few strokes, he connected his lips to yours and dipped his fingers into your core to give you some foreplay as his lips moved against yours in a hungry kiss. You moaned into the kiss at the feeling of his fingers circling your sensitive nub. You pulled your lips away from his and moaned his name loudly. He took this as his cue and lifted your soft body up like you weighed nothing. He thrust into you in one quick motion. Your hands gripped his back as he pressed you against the wall as he slid into you over and over again. The angle he was hit with each thrust had you seeing stars.
You couldn’t help but moan with every thrust. You held on to him tightly as he worked at a quick pace. Looking over at the bed you found Wonwoo biting his bottom lip as he palmed himself through his dress pants.
Mingyu’s lips moved to the side of your neck where he left a trail of wet kisses. He groaned against your skin as he was getting close to his high. It only took two more thrust before he pushed you over the edge. You rode out your high as he thrust a few more times before finishing inside you.
“Wonwoo,” you whispered as Mingyu sat you back down on your feet. Pushing your legs together you feel his cum start to slowly drip out if you. He stood up and started unbuttoning his shirt. He could tell by your tone what you wanted. With your legs slightly wobbly you walked over to Wonwoo who was standing next to the bed removing his dress shirt. You stood in front of him for a second before you leaned up and pressed your lips to his.
Mingyu walked over and sat down on the chair by the window still coming down from his own high. Despite how much he wanted to get in on the action, he wanted to give you and Wonwoo some time to yourselves. There were times that you would have sex all together, but they also liked to give each other their alone time with you.
You reached between Wonwoo and you and undid his belt and buttons on his pants. He was the only one in the room still wearing clothes. It didn’t take long before Wonwoo’s clothes were on the floor and he moved to the bed.
Your soft body was sitting on his hips as he lay underneath you. Your hands rested on his chest and you moved your body slowly up and down his length. Mingyu sat silently on the chair for a little while, before he got up and moved over to the bed. He leaned over and started placing wet kisses across your shoulder as you rode Wonwoo like your life depended on it. You tilted your head back and moaned.
“Gyu play with her clit,” Wonwoo was good at giving Mingyu directions in bed. Mingyu will always fully listen to whatever his best friend asks him to do.
Mingyu pressed himself against you rubbing his already hardening length against your ass as his hand dipped between your folds. Rubbing your clit as Wonwoo raises his hips to meet you. Mingyu can’t take his lips off the side of your neck.
“Fuck-“ you brain feels like it’s filled with static. With zero coherent thoughts.
“I think we need a new position. Princess is short circuiting,” Wonwoo teases below you.
“What position do you want?” Mingyu asked, still toying with your sensitive clit.
“We don’t have lube so I don’t think she can take me in her ass right now without it and she definitely can’t take you.” He’s not wrong, both of your boyfriends are big, but Mingyu is absolutely huge. Wonwoo dick is the perfect size for you, and sometimes it takes a little extra work to make it comfortable for you to be able to take Mingyu. When it comes to anal, most the time Wonwoo is the only one allowed to fuck your ass. You’ve taken Mingyu a few times but it stresses him out and you're definitely in pain the next day. Even though the man is obsessed with your ass. He knows when it comes to anal that Wonwoo is the best option.
“Baby how do you feel about sucking off Mingyu while I take you from behind?”
“Please.”
Wonwoo helps you get on your hands and knees. His hands massage the flesh of your ass as he runs his length through your folds.
Taking Mingyu large cock in your hand you start working your hand up and down his length.
“Baby spit on it,” Wonwoo moans.
Opening your mouth you spit onto his length just like Wonwoo asked.
Wonwoo pushes into your quickly earning a moan. One hand rests on Mingyu thigh helping to support yourself while you lean down to take him hard cock in your mouth. With his size you can’t fully take him but he’s okay with that. His hand is holding your hair back from your face as you bob your head, taking him past your gag reflex. Wonwoo’s hands are gripping your hips as he snaps his hips into yours over and over again.
“You’re so fucking tight,” Wonwoo groans.
“Baby-” Mingyu whimpers.
You aren’t sure how long you can last like this. Wonwoo’s pace is fast and he’s brushing just the right spot that has you seeing stars. Pulling off Mingyu’s dick, you whimper, looking back at Wonwoo who seems completely lost in the moment.
“You’re doing so good baby, taking care of me and Gyu.”
Leaning back down, you take Mingyu’s cock in your mouth again. He groans, leaning his head back. His body feels tense under your touch. His whimpers let you know he’s close.
“Gyu if you’re going to come in her mouth, ask princess for permission.” Wonwoo sometime like to be in charge in the bedroom and you and your other boyfriend won’t ever complain.
“Baby where can I finish?” Mingyu practically whines.
Popping off him, some saliva is attached from his cock to your mouth. “In my mouth.”
“I’m close.” He whines.
Leaning back down you start sucking him off like your life depends on it. Wonwoo makes you moan when he reaches in between your legs and starts playing with your sensitive clit.
Your orgasm hits you like a train. Moaning around Mingyu length he fills your mouth with his cum. Pulling off of him with a pop, you fall forward resting your head on his thigh as Wonwoo pace gets quicker.
“Fuck-” you moan.
“Fuck-” Wonwoo’s hips still as his finds his own release. Filling you to the brim with milky white release.
Wonwoo slowly removes himself from you. He crawls off the bed as Mingyu sets you up in his lap. He runs his fingers through your hair as he presses his lips to yours for a gentle kiss. He could care less that he can taste himself on your lips.
Both the boys have left you fucked out and exhausted.
“I love you both,” you smiled, feeling dazed in pure bliss. Wonwoo crawled back onto the bed lying down next to you and Mingyu.
“We love you too, babygirl,” Mingyu leaned down and kissed your cheek.
Wonwoo silently laid there with a huge smile on his face.
“I think we wore Wonwoo out,” Mingyu jokes.
He closed his eyes and nodded his head with a huge smile on his face.
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Your first anniversary was a major milestone you were looking forward to. Initially,you wanted to plan something for the boys. Before you could even think of anything, Wonwoo informed you to just let them plan something.
Your night started at a romantic dinner at a fancy sushi place you have always wanted to try. Mingyu even picked out a dress and lingerie he wanted you to wear. When you walked out of the bedroom in the skin tight dress Mingyu picked out, you weren’t even sure you would leave the house at the way both the boys were eye fucking you. Hell if they wanted to spend the whole night having sex you wouldn’t complain.
The dinner was absolutely perfect and when you got home they took their time undressing you before worshiping every ounce of your body.
Laying on top of Mingyu, your pussy rubs against his hardened length. His fingers are tangled in your hair as he kisses you. Wonwoo is behind you watching as he’s getting the stuff he needs to prep you to take him in your ass.
A cold dollop of lube lands on your tight ring of muscle. Pulling your lips away from Mingyu you look over you shoulder to find Wonwoo smirking at you as his thumb applies some pressure to your asshole.
“Oh-” you moan.
“Does princess want to take both of us at the same time tonight?” His thumb fully slips into your ass.
“Please-” this is a rare treat taking them both at the same time. You’ve done it a handful of times and you want to do it more, it just takes more prep than normal.
“Gyu can you put it in and just let her cockwarm you while I finger her? She needs extra prep tonight.” Wonwoo isn’t necessarily bossy in the bedroom, and doesn’t try to dom either of you. But he’s really good at being in charge and giving you both directions.
“Baby can you slowly take me in?” Mingyu asked.
Silently you lift your hips. Mingyu helps, holding his length at your entrance. Ever so slowly you slide down his huge length. You already feel full, and you don’t have anything in your ass yet.
Wonwoo’s finger slides into your ass slowly. “Mingyu keep her relaxed. Kiss her, do whatever you need to do to make sure our princess is relaxed.” This isn’t the norm in the bedroom. When you do take both of them at the same time it takes some patience from everyone.
Tangling his fingers in your hair he pulls your lips down to his. The kiss is sloppy, filled with lots of tongue. Your brain feels scrambled trying to focus on the second finger Wonwoo has in your ass, and the feeling of Mingyu snug inside you.
“You’re such a good girl,” Wonwoo’s large hand massages your fleshy butt cheek. “Are you ready for me?”
“Yes.” You pull away from Mingyu mouth.
Wonwoo grabs the bottle of lube and takes his time coating his erection. Mingyu’s lips are on your breast, helping distract you.
The initial feeling of Wonwoo pushing into your ass is always a little uncomfortable. The stretching feeling takes some time to get used to. A soft whimper passes your lips, capturing Mingyu’s attention. He takes your face with both hands. His thumb drags across your bottom lip, earning a smile.
“You’re doing so good,” he whispers, almost as if you’re alone in the room.
“It feels intense.”
Wonwoo bottoms out and stills, giving you time to adjust. “Baby do you need me to stop?” Wonwoo snaps you out of the little haze you were in.
“No, I just need a moment.”
His hand rubs up and down the small of your back helping you relax. “You’re so good at this baby. You’re absolutely perfect.”
“You’re just saying that because I like to let you both double team me.” You can’t help but tease.
Mingyu smiles instantly at your words. “That’s just a bonus baby.”
“You both can move. Just please go slow.”
Mingyu stays completely still, letting Wonwoo get in a few shallow thrust. Wonwoo’s large hands grip your sides, helping steady himself.
“Gyu move-“ You whine.
Mingyu thrust up into you the best he can from below you. You try to help, but Wonwoo is holding you in place. The feeling of both them filling you up fully isn’t something you can fully comprehend.
Your brain feels like mush and you can’t think of anything other to say than moans and whine a mix of their names, and curse words.
Wonwoo bends over, completely plastered against your back. His lips are your shoulder sucking marks into your skin. One of his hands reaches around you and starts rubbing quick circles against your clit.
You’ve been teetering on the edge for what feels like hours. Every muscle in your body feels tense. There is a pressure building inside you that you can’t quite explain.
The moment your orgasm hits you, it feels like an explosion. You cry out as all the tension releases and your body releases a liquid all over Mingyu below you. This is a first for all of you.
Your arms give out and you collapse on Mingyu. He moans your name before he fills you with milky white cum. Wonwoo hasn’t stopped thrusting into you. He’s changed his position slightly. He’s still thrusting into you over and over again, pushing you against Mingyu who is still snug inside you. His softening cock is plugging up his cum from leaking out.
Wonwoo gives you three firm thrusts before filling your ass with his own release.
Pulling out slowly he rolls onto the bed next to you and Mingyu. Mingyu has done nothing to try and remove himself from you. His hand brushes your hair away from your face.
No one says anything for a long moment. Mingyu is the first to speak. “Did you squirt on me?” Your body burns with embarrassment suddenly.
“She did, it turns out taking both of us and playing with her clit will make her.” Wonwoo says.
“That’s so embarrassing.” You sigh.
“That was the exact opposite of embarrassing. That was fucking hot.” Mingyu smiles.
“We’re gonna need to clean the sheets before we go to bed.” Wonwoo says. Of course your neat freak boyfriend is thinking about changing the cheats after he’s made you squirt on Mingyu.
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Sitting on the floor in the bathroom you mind raced. Your emotions were all over the place and your brain fought with the feeling of sadness, happiness and guilt. The dinging on your phone let you know that five minutes had passed letting you know that it was time.
Reaching up on the counter you looked at the two pink stripes on the stick that let you know that you were indeed pregnant. Most women would be over the moon to find out they were pregnant, but you couldn’t help but feel guilty. You had never discussed having children with Wonwoo and Mingyu and you honestly had no clue who the father was. You were on birth control and neither of the boys used condoms anymore.
The sound of knocking on the bathroom door caught your attention. Before you could even dispose of the pregnancy test Wonwoo walked into the bathroom. His mouth opened to say something but immediately shut as he looked at the pregnancy test that was in your hands.
“Princess are you okay?” He asked, sitting down on the floor next to you.
Quietly you shook your head and looked into his warm eyes. You wonder if the baby is his if they’ll get his beautiful lips or warm eyes.
“What does it say?” He rested his hand on your thigh and gave it a gentle squeeze.
“I’m pregnant,” your voice shook as admitted it out loud for the first time.
“Why are you sad about that?”
You took a deep breath wondering what exactly you should say, “we never talked about having children and I don’t know which one of you is the father.”
A look of confusion crossed his face as he reached for your soft body. Without a second thought he pulled you into his lap. You sat on his lap and rested your head on his strong chest. A sigh pasted your lips as your eyes brimmed with tears. His hand rubbed your side and his lips pressed to the top of your head. He took a long moment just holding you. He wanted to comfort you, but he knew you were mentally going through a lot processing the fact that you knew you were pregnant.
“It doesn’t matter who the father is. We both love you and no matter what, and we’ll raise this child together with you,” he murmured as his hand continued to rub your side. “If the baby is mine I’ll love it with all my heart, and if it’s Mingyu I’m still going to love it the same way. No matter who the father is, Mingyu and I will be that baby’s dads together.”
Glancing up at him you found him smiling. He seemed to be happy about the fact that you were pregnant. A small sense of relief started to wash over you at the fact that he wasn’t worried about the fact you didn’t know who the father was.
Sniffling back tears, you asked, “do you think Mingyu is going to be okay with me being pregnant?”
Wonwoo and Mingyu were in very different places in their lives mentally. Wonwoo was pretty well adapted to what he wanted in life, and Mingyu was still trying to figure out what he fully wanted with his life. His dream of pursuing directing was something that always stopped him from settling down before you.
“Mingyu’s always longed for a family in the city, and the sense of having a home here, and starting a family with you is something that he needs.”
A warm feeling in your chest let you know that everything was going to be alright. That things between you and the two boys weren’t exactly normal in the eyes of society, but what you had was perfect to them.
“Mingyu should be home from working out anytime, do you want to tell him?” Wonwoo asked.
You gently nodded your head and crawled out his lap. He stood up and reached his hand out to help you stand up. The moment you were standing he leaned forward and pressed his lips to yours for a sweet kiss. Pulling his lips away from yours he wrapped his arms around your curvy torso and hugged you. His hand rubbed your back and he whispered, “there is no other woman I would rather have a child with, and there is no other person I would rather share being a father with than my best friend.”
Pulling away you looked up at him and couldn’t help smiling. The sound of the bedroom door opening caught your attention. Wonwoo reached down and grabbed the pregnancy test and handed it to you and smiled.
You walked out of the bathroom to find a shirtless Mingyu looking through his drawer in one of the dressers. He turned around and his eyes immediately went to you and noticed your eyes were puffy in the aftermath of your tears.
“Baby, what’s wrong?” Mingyu asked.
Without a word you held out the pregnancy test. Silently he stepped forward and grabbed the pregnancy test, his wide eyes stayed locked on the pregnancy test. You couldn’t help but be worried about the look on Mingyu’s face. His dark eyes were wild for a long moment before he looked up at you and instantly his expression softened.
Wonwoo stood next to you holding your hand, he knew that all of this was scary for you.
“You’re pregnant?” Mingyu asked, finally breaking the silence that had grown so loud between all of you.
Slowly you nodded not sure what to say.
“I’m assuming we don’t know who the dad is?” He asked not actually caring who the father was.
Shaking your head, you tried not to cry. “The way I see it, it doesn’t matter who the father is. We’re both fathers to this baby,” Mingyu reached out resting his hand on your stomach. His response warmed your heart and you smiled.
“Told you he would be happy,” Wonwoo leaned down and pressed his lips to the top of your head.
“I’m finally going to have a little family of my own,” he walked towards you and wrapped his arms around your soft torso pulling you into a tight hug. “I love you so much babygirl.”
Stepping back you looked over at Wonwoo who had a really big smile on his face. Both boys seemed genuinely happy that they were going to have a child. You had gone from feeling sad and guilty to suddenly overjoyed that you were going to be starting a family with the two boys who you loved and adored.
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Your hand rested on your growing stomach. As you sat on the large couch that was in the middle of your living room. You leaned against Wonwoo while your feet were resting in Mingyu’s lap. Strong hands massage your feet as your eyes are held closed enjoying the closeness with the boys.
Without saying a word you reached for the pillow on the floor and laid it down in Wonwoo’s lap. He couldn’t help but smile as you moved to lay your head down in his lap while Mingyu massaged your feet.
From the moment they discovered you were pregnant both the boys had gone out of their way to make sure you were treated like a princess. Both them were over the moon that you were expecting a child.
Recently your hormones have been all over the place. You went from wanting to cry to wanting to tear the boy’s clothing off with your teeth.
“Baby, are you tired?” Wonwoo asked as he rubbed your arm gently.
“I’m exhausted every moment of my life right now,” you let out a soft laugh. “Carrying this baby takes all my energy.”
Reached up, Wonwoo gently rested his hand on your round stomach. It still amazes him that either Mingyu or him had created a life with you. He couldn’t wait to see if the baby was going to look like you or either him or his best friend.
“You look so beautiful carrying our baby.”
“You two are lucky you’re charming and good looking because this baby takes all my energy,” you teased.
“We’re sorry the baby is making you tired,” Mingyu said, speaking up.
Leaning over Mingyu placed a sweet kiss on your knee.
“I’m supposed to be cooking dinner for your birthday Mingyu.”
Wonwoo looked down at you shaking his head smiling, “It’s cute you think that you’re cooking dinner.”
In the last two months as you crossed over from your second trimester to your third. The boys were letting you do less and less. You had originally planned to cook the boys an amazing dinner for Mingyu’s birthday but both the boys kept shutting you down.
“If I don’t cook, who is going to cook?”
“We are more than capable of cooking dinner for us,” Mingyu gently squeezed your foot. You looked at him and tried not to laugh at his comment. “Don’t be rude,” he gently squeezed your foot one last time.
“So Princess, have you figured out if you want to find out if we’re having a boy or a girl?” Wonwoo asked, attempting to change the subject.
You were still trying to decide if you wanted to know if you were having a boy or a girl. Since finding out you were pregnant you had gone back and forth on if you wanted to find out.
“I mean I still don’t know. Maybe the gender can be a surprise along with figuring out who the dad is,” you tried to joke about the situation that still made you feel guilty.
Wonwoo leaned down and pressed his lips to your forehead. His touch was gentle as if he was trying to calm you.
“We both have told you over and over it doesn’t matter who the father is. This is both of our baby,” Wonwoo's voice was warm and calming.
“He’s right,” Mingyu said, speaking up.
“I know I just feel…” you paused trying to gather your words. You slowly sat up and took your feet off of Mingyu’s lap and sat in between both the boys. “It’s just an odd feeling. I feel like I’m breaking one of your hearts.”
“Hey,” Mingyu reaches over and rested his hand on your cheek and gently twisting your head so you’re looking at him. “No one is upset here or hurt. You mean the world to both of us and we both love you and the baby equally. It doesn’t matter who the biological father is. We don’t even have to ever find out if you don’t want to.”
Your eyes were locked on his kind dark colored eyes. Slowly you blinked for a moment before you leaned forward for a sweet kiss.
“I don’t think I want to find out,” you whispered, feeling a sense of relief wash over you.
“Then we don’t find out,” Wonwoo answered.
“If you want, maybe after this one grows up a little bit we can try to have another one. Say this little you’re carrying now is mine, we have to focus on making the next baby Mingyu’s if they makes you happy.”
“Does that mean one of you boys would have to wear a condom every time?”
“Yeah and we would be fine with that,” Mingyu chimes in.
“Thank you boys.”
You put your feet up on the coffee table and reached over and took both of their hands. You knew nothing about their lives were normal but wouldn’t change your life for the world. You would never know how you ended up lucky enough to have two wonderful men in your life. Or how you were lucky enough to start a family with them.
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Standing in the living room you watched as Mingyu held your daughter. He gently swayed side to side singing softly to the little girl who stole his heart. It was very clear early on into her life that Wonwoo was the father to your little girl. She looked so much like him it was hard to deny.
You and Wonwoo had just returned from the store and hadn’t expected to find Mingyu dancing with his daughter. You couldn’t help the smile that is plastered on your face as you watch them.
“Is that how Mingyu calms her down?”you asked looking up at Wonwoo.
“When I dance she doesn’t giggle like that,” Wonwoo acted as if he was offended even though he wasn’t. Wonwoo absolutely adores how much his daughter loves Mingyu. He couldn’t be happier that he’s getting to experience fatherhood with his best friend.
“Look mommy and daddy are home,” Mingyu says walking over towards you.
“Did she behave?” You asked as you walked closer to Mingyu and your daughter.
“This little girl was a complete angel while you were away,” he winked before he pressed his lips to the top of his daughter's head.
Your daughter says, “dada,” clinging to her other father. Mingyu lights up every time his daughter calls him that.
In all the time you had been with Mingyu and Wonwoo things between the three of you just kept getting better. The addition of your daughter seemed to bring all of you closer than you had ever been before and none of you thought that was possible.
Wonwoo heads off to the kitchen to put some of the groceries away. You stood in the living room staring at Mingyu for a moment before he handed you your daughter. You’ll never get over how completely perfect your little girl is. Holding your daughter close, you press your lips to the top of her head. Swaying to the beat of the music you hummed along to the song. It’s not long before your little girl is sound asleep in your arms.
“I should probably put her down for a nap,” you say quietly.
Walking off to her nursery you lays her down in her crib and press your lips to her forehead before slowly leaving her room.
Walking back into the living room you find Wonwoo and Mingyu sitting down on the couch. You smile as you sit down between them.
“I don’t want to brag but I personally think we made the perfect baby,” you state proudly.
Mingyu shrugs and lets out a chuckle, “I mean you aren’t wrong. I think our next one will be just as perfect.” It still stings a little that Mingyu is gonna to have to wait a little while to have a child that is biologically his.
You both look at Wonwoo who is smiling. He lets out a soft laugh of his own before saying, “I’m aware our daughter is beautiful. She looks like her mother. She was bound to be stunning.”
Biting your bottom lip you hold back a smile as blush crept across your cheeks. You’ll never get over the fact that both boys are so attracted to you, and how much you love your life with them.
“I love you both,” you beams.
“And we love you,” Mingyu says as he leans over and presses his lips to your shoulder.
It’s moments like this that make you feel like your life is perfect, and you’re exactly where you’re supposed to be.
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FOUR YEARS LATER -
Jeonghan’s birthday party is always an event. His house is filled with friends celebrating. Things have changed since you’ve had kids. House parties have now become family friendly events.
Jeonghan’s girlfriend of two years Honey looks like she has a serious case of baby fever as she holds your son. At only six months old he’s just as charming as Mingyu.
Mingyu is with Wonwoo in the kitchen helping your daughter get something to eat.
“My godson just looks like a mini version of Mingyu,”
Jeonghan laughs.
“I sure made some cute kids.”
“I would usually joke being like, are you sure you know who the dads are, but your daughter is the perfect mix of you and Wonwoo. And that little one is just a mini Gyu.” He’s not wrong, your daughter definitely looks like both you and Wonwoo and you aren’t sure if you just didn’t clone Mingyu at this point. There was absolutely no denying he’s the father of your son.
“So does Honey want kids?”
“About that-“ Jeonghan watches his girlfriend with a smile on his face. “We think she might be pregnant.”
“Does that mean I finally get to be a godmother?”
He rolls his eyes, “yes you get to be a godmother.”
“Mommy,” your daughter screams running towards you holding an ice cream bar.
Wonwoo is hot on her trail. He picks her up before she can launch herself into your arms. “Dada gave me ice cream,” she looks over her shoulder at Mingyu who is smiling walking towards you.
“I said wait for dinner but Mingyu out voted me.” Wonwoo says. Mingyu is an absolute softie when it comes to his daughter. She has him wrapped around her tiny little finger.
“Daddy said no.” Your daughter pouts.
“Gyu,” you can’t help but laugh.
“It's Hannie’s birthday. I said since it’s her godfather's birthday she could have a treat.”
“I say let the kid have ice cream,” Jeonghan chimes in.
“Fine,” Wonwoo rolls his eyes.
There is something special about seeing the boys be amazing fathers. They love their kids so much, they also love you just as much.
Wonwoo leans in, pressing lips to his daughter's forehead. She pulls back giggling before pressing her lips to her father’s nose. Holding her arms out she reaches for her other father. Mingyu wasted no time taking her from his arms. Mingyu walks her back towards the kitchen to get a napkin.
Wonwoo walks closer to you. He smiles before pressing his lips to your.
“So is there a third one coming at any point? Are we going to play another guessing game of ‘guess who the father is’?” Jeonghan always likes to tease you about the fact you weren’t sure when you were pregnant with your daughter about who the father was.
“Right now we’re good with two? But who knows maybe one day me and Mingyu will play a game called, Who-Can-Knock-Up-Our-Wife-First.” Wonwoo says, earning a laugh from Jeonghan.
“We’re good with two right now.” You respond.
Life has a strange way of working out. Who would have known taking that taking that new job all those years and go to live near Jeonghan would lead you to this perfect life you’re now living.
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𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: 18+
𝐚𝐧: this is apart of @studiosvt ✨Puttin' on the Ritz✨ collab. thank you @aeristudios for helping me figure this one out. Thank you @coupsalchemy for beta reading.
🎧 - you make me a man - jackson wang | chains of love - charli xcx
In the bustling city in the height of 1921, you were considered to be the prize many men sought after. The eldest daughter, the golden child of the richest family in New York City. You not only brought a social status, you brought what was believed to be generational wealth with you. Your father’s means of making money have been connected to the dark underbelly of the city. Your father is the richest, and the most feared man in the whole city.
Your whole life you were raised with the intention of being nothing more than a trophy wife. Something for your future husband to show off. This never sat right with you. You dream of a life away from all of this. You dream of truly living your own life. You're hopeful maybe one day you can find true love.
Life hasn’t always been easy for Jeon Wonwoo. He’s been struggling to get by for as long as he can remember. He thought once he graduated and started his career things would be easier. Unfortunately that wasn’t the case, he still feels as if he’s drowning out in the freezing cold Atlantic Ocean.
He spends his days on the university campus teaching, making just enough to get by. His debt started to grow massively after he got sick during college. A bad case of influenza left him out of work struggling to get by. He started gambling to make some money, but it didn't work. He thought he made friends in high places when a man offered to loan him money. That man ended up being one of the higher up men who work for the richest man in the city, your father. The loan was never an act of kindness, it was just as a power play. Your father was known to pray on people in need. He would offer them loans to make the pawns.
One night coming home from work he ran into the man he owed money to. Wonwoo that night finds himself in a position he feared he would end up in. Tied to an expensive leather chair, he’s been beaten with in an inch of his life. The man who controls the city is standing in front of him. He's given an offer he can't turn down.
From that moment on everything changed, not only for him but for you.
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It's a week after he's been offered life line. He's awoke at five in the morning by your father's goons. Wonwoo is dragged to your family's home to tell you about your impending marriage. His bruising has started to fade. He's left with a light water color of yellows and greens around his eyes. Luckily his glasses help hide it a little. He can't bury the feeling of shame eating away at him.
Early in the morning you're awoken to commotion downstairs.
Crawling out of bed you grab your silk robe. Wrapping it around your body you head down the hallway. You hear more commotion and yelling. Your mother meets you at the top of the stairs. She grabs your hand stopping you. “It’s your father. Please just agree to anything he asks you to do.” What on earth could your father possibly ask you to do at barely six in the morning? “Darling, I just spoke to him. Please don’t fight with him.” Knitting your brows together, you have no clue what is going on.
Practically running down the stairs you find your father and his men in the foyer. The dim light of the chandelier above casting a shadow down on them.
Your bare feet pad down the stairs. You're greeted to the sight of not only your father and his men, but a man you've never seen before. He's clearly sporting two black eyes that are healing and a busted lip.
"Father?"
Your father turns to you, giving you a wicked grin. Your stomach flips, feeling instantly nervous. "Darling, say hello to professor Jeon Wonwoo your soon to be husband."
You knew this day would come. One day your father was going to set you up to marry someone. You thought maybe deep down inside you would have a say in who you married.
"Why him?"
"Because my darling daughter, if you marry him, I will have full control over both of you." You're instantly reminded how evil your father can truly be.
The moment both your eyes lock, you know you must protect each other. He looks just as scared as you are.
"Jack prep the townhouse on fourth street for the soon to newlyweds."
Wonwoo doesn't say anything, he just silently stares at you with a look of sorrow in his eyes. No matter how hard you try you can't stop the tears from sliding down your cheeks.
"You'll be married in two weeks. You'll move into the townhouse together."
Your father leaves taking his men with him. You're left standing there with the man you're supposed to marry. Reaching up you push away your tears. You want to be mad and blame him, but you can't be. You know he truly had no say in this. He looks just as terrified as you.
A sob breaks in your chest. You fall to the overwhelmed. Silently Wonwoo scrambles over to you. He drops down to his knees in front of you. He hesitates for a moment, before resting his hand on your cheek. Slowly he drags his thumb across the delicate skin of your cheek. Pushing away your tears.
"I'm sorry," you cry.
"This is my fault. You shouldn't be sorry," this is the first time you've heard him speak. His deep voice is soothing.
"Why did he pick you?" You need to know what he's done, so you can try and protect him.
"I owe your father a lot of money."
You push yourself up a little. Looking at him, you try to study his face. He's extremely handsome, even if he is covered in bruises and a busted lip. You can't help but wonder what a professor did to be in debt to your father.
"I'm _____, but a lot of people call me lucky. My mother says it's because I'm a good luck charm."
A smile tugs at his lips. Mindlessly he drags his thumb across you cheek. "I'm going to need a lucky charm."
"Wonwoo, we're a team now. There is no way out of this. We have to get married, but just know I'll be loyal to you."
He knits his brows together. "Loyal?"
"Yes, I'll protect you from my father. Just promise me, you'll try and learn to love me."
Silently he blinks at you a few times, processing your statement. "I will."
A DIAMOND RING AND SADNESS
The wedding your father planned for you is being held in ritzy hotel in the heart of the city. Your vows will be exchanged in ballroom, and the other will host a lavish reception.
When you were younger you always imagined your wedding. You assumed you would walk down the aisle and find the man of your dreams standing there waiting for you. Turns out in the end there stands a man you've known for only two weeks.
Wonwoo is the definition of handsome, and he seems like a great man, but you don't love him, and he doesn't love you. He doesn't even really know you.
Everything about your wedding feels like a blur. The wedding is considered to be the event of the decade. All richest and most elite people are in attendance.
You're dressed in a very elborate white beaded dress. Adorning a long white veil. You've cried more today then you have in your whole life. You manage to gather yourself as your repeat your vows to Wonwoo.
Your eyes stay focused on Wonwoo, trying to tune out the sea of people watching you. Everything feels numb, this is suppose to be the happiest day of your life, and you feel nothing.
"I pronounce you husband and wife." A tear slides down your cheek. Without even thinking Wonwoo reaches out, resting his hand on your cheek. He slowly brushes away your tear as the priest says, "you may now kiss the bride."
Everything feels silent, the whole room feels as if the oxygen has been sucked out. Wonwoo is completely still. He's just silently staring at you, almost as if he's asking for permission. Your lips part slightly, taking in a small breath. He leans in a little closer. This feels like a like a lifetime, when in all reality maybe thirty seconds has passed.
Closing your eyes he leans in all the way. Your lips touch for the first time, and this isn't some spark filled moment. It's just a moment between two sad people fighting for their lives, and trying their hardest to protect each other.
Pulling away his hand still lingers on your cheek. The room erupts into deafening cheers, but you can openly focus on the man staring back at you.
Taking your hand he turns you both so you're facing the crowd. There in the front row is your father's menacing presences. He watches both you and Wonwoo with a calculated look. Wonwoo squeezes your hand capturing your attention. He leads you down the aisle. Everyone cheers and claps applauding what they think is a happily newly wed couple.
The moment you're out of the ballroom, he pulls you off to the dressing room you got ready in. He never lets go of your hand. He locks the door and you both stand there for a moment, just silently staring at each other. Without even thinking you throw yourself into him. Your wraps your arms around his waist and cling to him.
Your chest shake, as a sob threatens to break. "It's okay." He says softly, his hand running up and down your back, helping to soothe you.
"I'm sorry." You cry.
"You don't need to be sorry, I'm sorry, lucky." Him calling you lucky, makes you smile, even while you're crying.
"It's almost over." He whispers.
"It's not though, we still have the reception."
There is a pounding on the door. Pulling away from Wonwoo you look at the door. "Mr and Mrs. Jeon, you're being called." You here the familiar voice of one of your fathers men, Tae.
"Mrs. Jeon?" You repeat loud enough for just the two of you to hear.
"I'm sorry." He's said this so many times since that early morning you met.
"Enough, we can't keep apologizing." You pull away from him. You brush the front of your bead encrusted dress.
His brows knit together. He pulls his wired frame cheaters off. You watch him silently for a moment.
There is another knock on the door. "One moment," Wonwoo yells.
Wonwoo laces his fingers with yours, leading you out of the powder room. The entry way to the ballrooms is sparse with people. Everyone is inside waiting for you.
The two door men open the doors. The ballroom is lively with jazz music and a sea of people. The moment the crowd is made aware of your entrance everyone cheers as Wonwoo leads you inside.
Soon food is passed around and you're both dragged on to the dance floor. You cling to Wonwoo, swaying to the beat of the jazz music.
"Lucky." He says loud enough just for you to hear.
"Yes?"
"We'll figure this out."
Without thinking you lean up and press your lips to his for a quick kiss, earning applause from the crowd.
It's not long before your father leads you around introducing you to influential people. Wonwoo takes a chance to step away, claiming he needed to speak to the dean from his university, who is attending the wedding.
He stands by the dean attempting to listen to him. He’s more focused on watching as you talk to who he assumes is your best friend. He sees you light up for the first time. The way you smile as you speak to her is absolutely mesmerizing. He can’t help but smile as he watches you. You’re absolutely beautiful, any man would be lucky to share this day with you. Hopefully one day you’ll light up like that for him.
Wonwoo makes small talk with the dean before he finds Mingyu standing on the balcony. His friend is leaning against the railing smoking a cigarette.
Mingyu puffs out a cloud of smoke. He reaches into his suit jacket pocket pulling out his carton of cigarettes. Wonwoo grabs one. Mingyu lights a match holding it out towards him.
"Does your wife care if you smoke?" Mingyu asks before taking another puff.
"I'm not sure." Wonwoo stares at the cigarette before taking a hit. He takes a long deep breath inhaling the bitter smoke.
"I can't believe you're married." Mingyu was shocked when Wonwoo told him about his impending marriage.
"It wasn't either of our choice." He takes another hit. Wonwoo leans against the railing. He looks into the busy ballroom. He watches as your father parades you around.
"Do you like her?" Mingyu nudges him.
"I could. We don't know each other yet."
"Do you already carry a torch for her?" Mingyu can't help but smile.
Wonwoo focuses on you, barely hearing anything Mingyu is saying. "It's a crush."
"A crush?"
"She's beautiful, and kind." He barely knows you, but he can tell you're beautiful inside and out.
"You sound like a like a love sick fool." Mingyu drops his cigarette on the floor, and steps on it.
"Knock it off." Wonwoo nudges his friend.
"I didn't tell you, you clean up nice, you look spiffy."
The doors open and you step outside. Mingyu smiles over at Wonwoo before he bows to you. "You look beautiful Mrs. Jeon." Mingyu can't miss an opportunity to tease his best friend.
"Thank you." You bow your head a little.
Mingyu gives you a bow before heading back inside. You step closer to your new husband. Your nose scrunches at the scent of his cigarette. Immediately he drops to the floor.
"Not a fan of smoking?"
"No, my father smokes." That's all you need to tell him.
"I won't smoke around you."
You move so you're leaning against the railing next to him. He reaches over, lacing his fingers with yours.
"We can leave in an hour, my father told Jack to have a car waiting outside for us. We're going to our new town house."
Wonwoo doesn't know much about the house your father set up. He just knows it's property your father owns. From what little he knows, he does know it's located on the fancier side of town.
"How many rooms is the town house?"
"Two, they've fully furnished it for us. One room was turned into an office for you." He knits his brow together. He didn't expect you to give him space for an office.
"Is Mingyu upset you're moving out?"
"I think he's pleased he'll have the place to himself ."
"Is it safe to say Mingyu is a lounge lizard?"
Wonwoo bites his bottom lip holding back a smile. "The ladies love Mingyu."
You want to ask him about his past with women, but you aren't sure if that would be crossing a line. "Do the ladies love you?"
He lets the corners of his mouth turn up, with an small smile. "Not nearly as much as Mingyu."
"You aren't a lounge lizard?"
"No."
"Oh." A silence takes over. Nothing is said as you both watch the party unfolding on the other side of the glass.
"I'm not some ladies man, who chases women."
You look over him. He looks so embarrassed. "It's okay if you were."
The door opens and your mother pops out. "Come back inside, people are asking where the bride and groom are."
Your fingers are laced together the rest of the time you spend at your wedding. You're putting on quite the show for the guest. From the outside looking in, it appears you are a couple who has been together for a while. The constant touching, and the not so subtle longing looks between the two of you.
Once it's finally time to call it a night, the band plays you out as you make your grand exit. Your father has a car waiting for you. Wonwoo drives the two of you away from the luxurious hotel. Your guest cheer as you drive away.
The whole way home Wonwoo keeps glancing over at you. Nothing is said between you the whole drive.
Arriving at your new shared home, Wonwoo helps you out of the car. Walking up the couple of steps to the door, Wonwoo is right behind you. You freeze staring at the door. You always imagined on your wedding day your husband would carry you over the threshold.
Wonwoo steps next to you, and reaches out unlocking the front door. Walking in slowly, you realize this is your new home. Stepping inside behind you, Wonwoo locks the door. He looks around and see a fully furnished home for you. This place is nicer then the place he shares with Mingyu near the university. You've grown up with two different tax brackets. The couch near the window looks to be an expensive Italian leather.
You walk away from him. You must know the layout of this place. You head up stairs and head off to the bedroom. Wonwoo follows behind you.
Wonwoo is suddenly aware that this place only has one bedroom with a bed in it.
Heading off to the en-suite bathroom you struggle to remove your dress. Wonwoo hears your struggling and peaks his head in. You immediately notice the absences of most his clothing, he's just in his dress pants. You can't help it as your eyes wander his torso. It takes everything in you not to reach out and touch the outline of his abs. Your face flushes with embarrassment instantly.
"Are you okay?"
"I need help." You sound completely defeated.
He steps close to you. Hesitatingly he reaches out. He takes his time unbuttoning the buttons that run up your spine. He works cautiously, he's trying to make this as easy on you as possible.
The final button is undone, he looks away and steps back trying to give you privacy.
"I can sleep on the couch." He knows there isn't another bed here.
The beaded dress falls to the floor, leaving you standing in a pool of fabric. You're left standing there in your silk white undergarments.
"I would prefer I don't spend my wedding night alone in bed."
Wonwoo catches sight of your exposed body through mirror. His cheeks flush and the tips of his ears turn red. He's seen his fair share of women even more exposed than this, but this feel incredibly more intimate.
Wonwoo doesn't know much about you, but something tells him that you're very much a virgin. The way you reacted to his bare torso.
Laying in bed you can't help but feel sad. You always imagined your honeymoon would be some, grand romantic night. You always thought this wojld be the night you lose your virginity. Instead you find yourself laying in bed fully dressed in a nightgown staring at a man you barely know.
He looks just as sad and hollow as you do. His lips part as he goes to say something, but nothing comes out.
Reaching out, you rest your hand next to him. Tears slowly slide down your cheek, landing on the cotton sheets below you.
"Wonwoo?"
"Yes?"
"We have to protect each other."
"I'll do anything to keep you safe." He reaches out, pulling your body close to his. He doesn't say anything else as you fall asleep crying in his arms.
NOTHING IS EASY ABOUT FALLING IN LOVE
A week into being married and it feels as if you're just roommates. Wonwoo has work at the university five or six days a week, and you find yourself spending time alone more often than not.
Your days at home are spent attempting to find a hobby. Before all of this you had a passion for painting. You've found yourself most days setting up an esel and painting in front of the living room window.
It's normally quite late by the time Wonwoo arrives home from the university campus. You've tried to have a home cooked meal waiting for him every night. You hope that maybe having dinner together every night can help build your relationship.You learned very quickly that you still don't know much about each other. You were strangers thrown together, and even with the little time that had passed he still practically feels like a stranger.
You've learned his mother and father live in a different state. Wonwoo only moved here for college and to work at the university. You've learned that Mingyu is the closest thing he has to a family in the city.
After a few late nights of Wonwoo coming home, you're terrified he's off in a speakeasy gambling or possibly seeing someone else. You're not able to protect him from your father if he keeps losing money, or if he's having an affair.
It's close to ten at night when Wonwoo finally arrives at home. You're sitting on the couch with a book in your lap. Wonwoo comes in looking deshevled and exhausted. His sleeves are rolled up to his elbows and his tie is loosened.
He's startled at the sight of you waiting up for him. "You waited up for me?"
"I was concerned about where you were."
"It's Mingyu's birthday. I stopped by his place to have dinner with him and Soonyoung."
"Oh." You close the book and stand up. "I would have appreciated if you let me know if you won't be home for dinner. I spent an hour cooking. I even waited up for you."
"I didn't think you would care if I missed dinner." He sighs, dropping briefcase down on the floor.
Taking a deep breath you stand up. You refuse to be stuck in a strained marriage, just like your parents. "Wonwoo, I understand that we didn't chose this marriage, but I desperately want to try and make this work."
He pushes his fingers through his disheveled hair. "Okay."
"So, please just communicate with me." Your eyes brim with tears. Your emotions and stress are getting the best of you.
His stomach twist seeing you, once again upset, because of him.
"I'm sorry." He steps closer to you.
"I should get some sleep." You're exhausted and you don't want to have this conversation anymore.
Laying in bed you stare at the door. You wish more than anything Wonwoo would walk through it, and join you in bed. Since your wedding night you've slept fully alone. Wonwoo has been sleeping on the living room couch. Your bedroom, you are supposed to share feels lonely. He only comes in here when he needs to get clothing from the closet.
The longer you stare at the door the more you start to cry. You cry yourself to sleep once again.
Walking out of the bedroom in the morning you're greeted to the sound of a silent home. You already know Wonwoo is gone before you reach the living room. In the kitchen you find a letter in a cream envelope with "My Dearest" written on the front.
Opening the letter you immediately feel your heart squeezes at the sight of Wonwoo's penmanship.
My Dearest,
I want to apologize for being so distant. I'm aware that all your troubles have been because of me. I sincerely want to be a better man. I want to learn to be a good husband, and learn to fall in love with you. I know before this we didn't know each other, and because of my disgressions in life, you're now tied to me. I want to make a promise to you, I'll try my hardest to make this work. I have stopped gambling, and have stayed away from anything related to your father. I want to prove to you, that I can be a good man. The one thing I ask for time, please let me learn to navigate all this.
I do have one last request, have dinner with me tomorrow night.
Always,
Wonwoo
You hope that he's being truthful about wanting to grow and be a better man, and that he truly does want to learn to fall in love with you. The idea of being stuck in a loveless marriage is terrifying to you. You've seen too many people you know get stuck in those types of marriage.
Wonwoo is true to his word. At six pm sharp he walks through the front door. He find you standing in front of the window working on a painting.
"Hello." He says pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose.
"Hello." You turn away from your painting. "I made dinner earlier, we just need to heat it up. I thought soup would be nice, after a cold day."
Wonwoo heads off to the closet that's near the door, and hangs up his coat. Heading off to the kitchen and start putting the soup back on the stove. Aimlessly you stir the soup. Wonwoo's foot steps catch your attention.
Wonwoo silently starts setting the table to the two of you. You glance up at him, slowly stirring the soup.
"It smells delicious." He says glancing over at you.
"Do you mind bringing the bowls in here, so I can dish us?"
He brings you two bowls, you pour the savory soup, serving both of you. Wonwoo walks them back to the table.
Sitting at the table you watch him slowly eat. He's such a handsome man, you can't imagine women didn't chase after him. "Wonwoo?"
"Yes?"
"Have you ever courted someone before?"
"Yes." He suddenly feels embarrassed and he doesn't know why. "Have you ever been courted?"
"I was secretly seeing someone once." You were so young and naive back then. You were barely twenty-one when you started an innocent affair with one of your father's men.
"Who was it?" He suddenly feels jealous at the idea of someone being with you. He hates this feeling. He has absolutely no right to feel this way.
"Johnny, one of my fathers men."
"Oh." That's definitely not what he wanted to hear.
"Nothing happened, we never consummated our relationship or anything like that. I ran away before anything could happen." That was back when you desperately wanted to escape this life.
"You ran away?" He had absolutely no idea you ran away.
"It was back when I was twenty-one. I had enough of how controlling my father was. Honestly it's a story for a different time." You still remember the fear you lived in while you were on the run.
Wonwoo wants to ask you more questions, but can immediately tell this is a touchy subject. "Okay, if you ever want to talk about it, I'm here to listen."
You both silently eat together for a little bit. Even though neither of you are really saying much, it's just nice to have company. You can't take this feeling of being alone.
"Wonwoo?"
"Yes?"
"Thank you for the letter."
"It's the least I could do." He sets his spoon down. He gives you a sad smile. "I know I'm the reason things haven't been easy for you. I promise I'm going to try my best."
"I appreciate that. I meant it when I said, we're a team. As along as you are trying that's all I ask "
He reaches out and takes your hand. This is the first time he's properly touched your, since your wedding night. He bring the top of your hand to his lips, and presses a soft kiss there.
Tonight might just be a small step in the right direction, but at least things are changing.
Things after that night feel like they’re heading in the right direction. Wonwoo makes sure he's home for dinner. He’s actively getting to know you. You’ve learned so much about him.
On Sundays you’ve even started going for evening strolls together. You look forward to any time you get to spend by his side. Even if you weren’t forced together, you feel as if Wonwoo is someone you would have easily fallen for. You often wonder if he feels the same about you.
You’re hopeful things will keep going smoothly.
THE MARRIED VIRGIN
It's been four long months of marriage. You thought maybe things would get easier the longer you have been married. But it turns out they haven't. The threat of your father hanging over your head, while you're attempting to make your marriage work, hasn't been easy. Wonwoo has gotten so much better at communicating, and he's gone out of his way to work on getting to know you.
The true issue other then the ever looming threat of your father hanging over your head is, the fact Wonwoo won't share a bed with you. Wonwoo sleeping on the couch is starting to drive you mad. You’ve been married for four months and he won’t even touch you, other then a holding your hand or a kiss on the cheek. He is so respectful of you and polite you can’t even be mad. He's been a gentleman in every sense of the word. The fact that you're a married woman and still a virgin is maddening.
You've decided to spend this Saturday morning shopping with your best friend. She's mentioned needing to find a dress for an upcoming party her and Joshua, her husband are attending.
Looking through dresses hanging on the wall you're listening to her ramble on about nonsensical things. Her newest fascination is the fact that Wonwoo won't touch you in any sort of romantic way.
"Four months and you're still virgin?" Jewel sounds appalled at the idea of you still being untouched.
Your best friend Jewel has given you pointers on how to seduce your husband, but your inexperience with men, has left you too shy to try. You've heard about all the dirty details about her sexual escapades with her husband Joshua.
"It's not from lack of trying on my part. It's a delicate subject. I'm not sure how to approach him with the idea, that I would like to consummate our marriage." Your face is bright with embarrassment.
"Lucky, you just need to tell him. Tell him being a married virgin is strange."
The door to the store opens and you pay no mind to it as you look through the beautiful dresses. Someone clears their throat and you turn around to see one of your father's men Tae standing there.
"Miss, your father sent me to give you this." He holds out an expensive looking envelope with a gold wax seal on it. He hands one to you and one to Jewel.
He stands there waiting for you to open it. Pealing away the seal you find an invitation for art auction. Your father has been known to host these, you just didn't expect him to have one of his men give you a personal invite.
"Your father has requested you and your husband Mr. Jeon attend." Your stomach twist at him mentioning Wonwoo your father is up to something, but you aren't sure what.
Jewel is standing next to your protectively. "Tae, how did you find us?" Jewel grew up down the street from Tae so she has no problem sassing him.
"Mrs. Jeon's father is friends with the owner of this store." You glance up at the store owner to see him intently watching your conversation.
Shoving the invitation back in the envelope you glance up at Tae. You aren't sure what your father has up his sleeve, but he's playing some sort of game, you'll play along.
Tae leaves and you're left feeling uneasy. Jewel can immediately tell the day has been soured. "Should we call it day?"
"Yes, I should speak to Wonwoo."
Walking into your home you find Wonwoo in the living room. He’s standing in front of the window holding a book watching the rain fall. He’s dressed in a pair of slacks and a dress shirt. He seems more distracted than normal today.
“Wonwoo,” you say, earning his attention.
“Hi,” he closes the book and turns to fully face you.
“We have an event we have to attend,” you hold out your invitation that Tae dropped while you were shopping downtown with Jewel.
He pads across the living room and takes the invitation. His eyes brows knit together as he intently reads it.
“Why are we invited to an art auction?”
“I don’t know what his game plan is,” you sigh. Your father always has something up his sleeve. He’s always ten steps ahead of you. “I just don’t trust him. He has something planned.”
“What happened when you ran away?” Wonwoo asked, sitting down on the couch. You never planned on telling anyone about your attempt to run away. You realized after getting married, you can't keep secrets from Wonwoo. The only way you can keep each other safe, is if you're both open and honest.
You take a deep breath remembering the night you finally had enough and called Seokmin to help pack your bags while you attempt to get out of the state. “My father had someone find me.”
You shiver thinking about the constant fear you lived in waiting to be found. You finally had enough of being controlled and left in the middle of the night. With money you had been saving you ran away. You got to a different state. Your original plan was to get a new identity and start over, but you never got that far.
“Who found you?”
“Johnny." You vividly remember him breaking down the door to the apartment you were in. You had a short fling with Johnny before your father sent him to track him down. He didn’t think twice about turning his back on you to listen to your father.
“Did he hurt you,” he gently rests his hand on your thigh.
“No he didn’t. I knew what he was capable of, I didn’t give him the chance to even hurt me." Johnny might have cared for you before you left, but the moment you ran away you became nothing more than a job to him. "I made it to Chicago when he tracked me down."
“Were you planning on leaving again before that night you met me?”
“I wanted to, that’s why my father forced you to marry me. My father needed me to have someone who could be collateral damage for any mistakes I could make. You’re meant to anchor me here. If I leave he’ll kill you and not think twice about it.”
Wonwoo closes his eyes and takes a deep breath.
“I’m sorry,” you whisper. The heavy feeling in your chest hasn’t left you since Wonwoo arrived at your family home, early that morning many months back.
“It’s not your fault. I got myself into this situation too.”
“You stopped gambling right?” you ask praying he didn’t get himself into any more of a mess.
“I stopped. I try to avoid anything connected to your father at all costs. I hasn't step foot in a speakeasy since that night." He pushes his fingers through his dark hair. “If you want to try and run away again I’ll go with you and we can try to fully disappear again.” At this point Wonwoo would do anything to keep you safe.
You can’t believe he just offered to risk his life for you. You couldn’t ever ask him to put his life on the line for you like that. You know you could never fully disappear. Once Johnny or Tae did find you, they would make sure they killed Wonwoo in front of you.
“We can’t do that Wonwoo, I care about you too much for you to risk your life for me.”
“We’re a team right?” He says leaning in before pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead.
“Yeah we’re a team.” Closing your eyes you lean into his touch. You’ve fallen hard for your husband, you pray he feels the same way towards you. “Wonwoo—" You want to ask him to sleep in your room. There is a desperate feeling you have, to share some sort of intimacy with him. Even if it’s just sharing a bed and sleeping near him. “Please stop sleeping in the living room. I want to sleep in the same bed as you.”
Looking at you he cocks his head to the side as his eyebrows knit together. “Is that something you truly want?”
“Yes. I fully understand if you want to stay out here. But we’re married and I don’t really see you as just my roommate." You're putting yourself on the line here.
“I’ve tried really hard to be respectful because you didn’t choose me. It’s not like I was courting you before.” He reaches out, taking your hand. You move so you’re facing him sitting on the couch next to him.
“I might not have chosen you, but I care about you and I have feelings for you. I would like to be your wife, not just on paper.”
“Lucky, I would like to be your actual husband not just in name,” he whispers leaning forward.
“Okay good,” your nose brushes against his.
Leaning forward your lips touch for the first time since your wedding night. His soft lips are gentle for the first part of the kiss. He pulls away with his lips barely away from yours. “I have wanted to kiss you for so long, He whispers. You crash your lips into his for a heated kiss. You kiss him like you need him to breathe. He’s the air that fills your lungs in the suffocating ocean your father has brought you into.
He grabs your hips pulling you onto his lap. His hand rests on your soft sides as you tangle your fingers in his hair.
“You’re so pretty,” he says.
"Wonwoo—" You're quite inexperienced in most aspects of a sexual relationship. You and Johnny did fool around some back in the day, but you are still very much a virgin.
"Yes?" He pulls back a little bit.
"I'm a virgin." Your face immediately flushes. You shouldn't feel embarrassed admitting that, but for some reason you are. You stomach knots as he just blankly stares at you for a long moment.
The corners of his lips, tug into a smile. "Sweetheart, that's fine. You have nothing to be embarrassed about." He reaches up, resting his hand on your cheek. "I'll take care of you."
He drags his thumb across your bottom lip. Your lips part slightly, as your stare at him with lust filled eyes. "We should move to the bedroom."
Crawling off of him, you take his hand and lead him to your bedroom. His lips move against your as he slowly works on removing all the delicate layers of your clothes.
Laying on the bed completely bare you watch him, slowly take off if his own clothes. His glasses have been discarded, they're sitting in the dresser. His eyes stayed locked on you only focused on you as he strips away his clothes.
You've never properly seen a man naked before, but you know just by the glorious sight of his naked body, Wonwoo is no average man. His abs that line his stomach are absolutely mouth watering. The small trial of hair that leads down his navel to the promise land, leaves you awestruck. His cock is much bigger then you expected. It's a large and girthy. His length is a rosy color, and it curves up slightly. Maybe another time, you'll take your time exploring his body.
Wonwoo crawls on the bed slowly. You expect him to move so he's hovering over you. You're caught off guard when he lays down in front of you, with his face right in front of your needy core.
Pushing yourself up on your elbows you look down at him confused. You know Jewel has mentioned Joshua is a fan of cunnilingus, but she said not all men like it.
Wonwoo places a kiss on top of your mound. Your eyes are blown wide, unsure of what to expect. "Wonwoo?"
"Yes darling?"
"What are you doing?"
"It's your first time, I need to prepare you." What does he mean, prepare you? "I want you to have at least one orgasm, before you can take me." He slowly runs his pointer finger through your wet folds. "Have you ever had an orgasm before?"
Your face burns with embarrassment thinking about the few times you've touched yourself, and the one time you found your release rutting against Johnny's thigh.
"Yes."
"Relax and let me take care of you."
Leaning in close he starts, lazily licking your sensitive clit, while he toy with your entrance.
"You taste so sweet," he moans against your clit.
Your finger grip the cotton sheets below. He sucks on your clit like it's the sweetest thing he's ever tasted.
Dropping back down to the bed, you moan out. Your fingers grip the sheets, desperately trying to ground yourself.
You can't help but squirm as you suck in your tummy. All the senses in your body are on high alert.
"Won—" you can't think of any other words then his name, in that moment.
He moans against your pussy, the vibration pushing you over the cliff. You free fall in the deep abyss. Your walls flutter around his fingers like a heartbeat.
He pulls away with a lazy smile, and his eyes half lidded. He wiped your release off with his fingers. Sticking them in his mouth he licks your sweet release off.
"You sound so pretty when you cum."
He moves so he's sitting on his knees, between your spread legs. Your chest rises and falls, your heart feels like it's beating out of your chest. Wonwoo's strong hand rubs your thigh, helping to soothe you. "Are you okay to keep going? We can stop if you're not ready for more."
Desperately you reach for him. You can't bare for him to stop once you've had him. "please, I need you."
He nods. "Okay, darling."
He moves so he's hovering over you. Reaching between you, he takes his length in hand. He runs bulbous tip through your wet folds, collecting some of your release.
"This might hurt a little. If it hurts too much or you're uncomfortable, please tell me."
He enters you at an excruciatingly slow pace. Pushing in inch by inch, giving you a chance to adjust to the sheer sizes of him. The feeling of him stretching you, is like nothing you've ever experienced.
He fills you to the brim, practically kissing your cervix. He holds completely still, sitting on his knees, hovering over you. One of your hands holds his shoulder needing something to ground yourself.
"How does it feel?" He asks.
"Strange, it kinda of hurts, but not in a bad way."
"We can stop."
"I don't want to."
Reaching out, he laces his fingers with yours. he pins your hand, next to your head. Leaning down he connects his lips to yours for an intoxicating kiss. His tongue slides across you bottom lip, asking for access. Your tongues move together, helping to distract you, as Wonwoo slowly starts to move.
The first few shallow thrust feel strange. With each slow movement your body starts adjusting more and more.
"You feel so good." He moans against your lips.
Tangling your fingers in his hair you hold his face close to yours. "oh—" your moan is nothing more than a breathy whimper.
"You're doing so good." Hearing him praise you, does something to you.
With each slow thrust the pain starts to dissipate. The steady feeling of pleasure starts to take over.
"Feels good." The coil in your stomach starts to tighten.
Nose rest against yours. "Can you cum again?"
Wordlessly you nod.
"You're doing so good." He repeats. This thrust have grown deeper and steadier.
Your breathing feels shaky as you approach the edge of the cliff. Every thrust brings you a step closer.
Your eyes roll back, and your body free falls into the icy cold abyss. This orgasm feels like nothing you have experienced before. Your walls flutter around his length, that doesn't stop moving. Moaning his name loudly you squeeze his hand that is pining yours to the bed.
"Wonwoo—" you cry.
"Fuck." He swears with a moan.
"You're squeezing me." His thrust have lost their rhythm. His own release is rapidly approaching."I'm going to cum, where should I?" He's on the brink of falling apart.
The logical part of your brain should tell him to pull out, that you haven't discussed children. But that part of your brain isn't in charge right now. Your fingers cling to his back as your practically cry. "Inside."
He picks up his pace, chasing his high. He moans your name like a sinful prayer as he paints your walls with his milky release. He ruts his hips into your, helping each of you, ride out your high.
He drops down to his elbows, he's practically plastered against you. Every aspect of him, feels so consuming to you. Reaching up, you run your fingers through his dark hair.
"Did I hurt you?" He doesn't think he could live with himself if he hurt you.
"No, I'm a little sore, but that was wonderful."
Leaning down he presses his lips to yours. You want to say the three words out loud that are stuck in your throat, but you can't. Not until you're sure he feels the same way.
"I need to clean you up." He pulls away from you. You want to beg him not to leave, but you know he's trying to take care of you.
He leaves the room long enough to come back with a wet cloth to clean you up. Laying the bed he takes his time wiping away his release that slowly leaking out of you.
"We've never discussed having children." He says looking at your core.
"I know."
"I've always wanted to be a father." He knits his brows together and looks away from you.
"I think you would be a good father." Wonwoo is kind, caring and very intelligent. His one flaw is gambling issue, that he's seemed to have gotten under control.
"Do you want to be a mother?"
You can't help but smile. "I would like to be one."
Wonwoo disposes the cloth, before he crawls into bed with you. He pulls you close to him. You're both still naked, neither of you have a desire to get dressed. Your head rest on his chest. Gently he rubs your side helping to soothe you to sleep. For the first time in a longtime, you no longer feel lonely.
-
The day of the art auction, you can't get rid of the anxious feeling eating away at you. It's a Saturday so luckily Wonwoo has the day off. He's sitting in the living room reading a book while you're on the verge of a panic picking a dress to wear.
You settle on an emerald beaded gown. You call for Wonwoo, needing his help to button your dress. He walks in and is immediately taken a back at how beautiful you are.
He takes his time individually buttoning the back of your dress. Finishing up, he steps back to admire how beautiful you are.
"You're so beautiful."
"Thank you. You should get dressed."
Wonwoo heads off and gets dressed in his three piece suit you got him. He looks absolutely incredible my handsome. He pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose. You eyes roam his body.
"Were quite the pair Mr. Jeon."
"It helps that Mrs. Jeon is gorgeous."
Arriving at the ballroom. There is a lavish entry filled with the richest and the most elite people in the city. Wonwoo takes your hand, leading you past the sea people.
A jazz band plays on stage. Looking around you see paintings lining the wall with people staring at them.
You catch sight of Joshua and Jewel speaking with one of Joshua's friends Seungkwan. Wonwoo releases your hand long enough to to track you down something to drink.
Jewel grabs your arm leading you away from the boys. "You look beautiful." She says to you, leading you towards the paintings that line the wall.
Your heart sinks staring at the black and white paintings. They're all reminiscent of the street in Chicago you ran away to. There a few details that leave you absolutely sick. Walking closer to you see red paint splattered in some, that resembles blood, and another has a pair of broken glasses, that look exactly like Wonwoo's
Instinctively your hand clutches your pearl necklace. Your eyes are wide as your try not to cry. This art auction is truly nothing more then a warning to you from your father.
"Lucky?" Jewel immediately knows something is wrong.
"I need my husband." Turning on your heels you speed walk over to Wonwoo.
You practically throw yourself into his arms. He can immediately tell you're extremely upset. He looks at the paintings where you just were. He releases you and pulls back. His hand rest on your cheek. The slow drag of his thumb acrossed your delicate skin, is helping to soothe you.
"What's wrong?"
"The painting are a message to me." Pulling away you search for your father, but he's nowhere to be seen.
It's clear your father wants to play a game, and you're not a about to become a a pawn again.
The band plays a song loudly. You look around and find Jewel and Joshua standing near. Wonwoo's hand is protectively on your back.
There is about an hour you play the role of the socialite. You lead Wonwoo around to speaking to old friends, and people connected to your family. Everyone is very interested and learning about your new husband and his job as a professor. The whole time you're making your rounds you watch out for your father close circle of men. You know if you spot Johnny, Tae or Jack your father is near.
Wonwoo leans in close and whispers in your ear, "your father is here."
Looking across the room you see your father for the first time. You know your mother and sister are somewhere here, but you don't have time to look for them.
"Wonwoo stay here." You lean up to give him a quick kiss.
He looks over his glasses and finds your father intently watching both of you. "I can go with you."
"No. Let me handle him." You step away from him, but before you can get more then a step away he pulls you back. You can tell by the look in his eyes, he's scared just like you are. "Wonwoo, I'll be okay."
He doesn't say anything, he just leans down and presses his lips to yours. "I'll be waiting for you."
Taking a deep breath you make your way across the crowded room.
"Father." You walk up to him. The man standing next to him in and expensive suit takes this as his sign to walk away.
"My darling daughter. It's clear your husband is already keen on you." Your father's eyes are locked on Wonwoo while he stands next to Jewel and Joshua.
"He's a good husband."
"You're fooling nobody. It's clear you've fallen in love with him. Seems he's serving his propose already." His words are menacing.
"His purpose?" You need to play dumb, so your father shows his hand.
"If you love him, you'll do anything you can to keep him safe. If you leave, I'll make him suffer, while you watch." His hand grips your heart, and he squeezes tighter and tighter with each pointed word.
"Leave him alone." Each one of your words is pointed.
"As long as you behave, nothing will happen to your husband."
"I'm not going to run again. I have him, and I'm happy. Leave us alone."
Your father lets out a little laugh. "You know Wonwoo has some good genes. He's handsome, and extremely intelligent. His only issue is his eye sight, and him wearing those cheaters." His eyes are locked on Wonwoo. "I would love grandchildren. Maybe I should tell your husband that it's time to make you a mother." Bile starts to crawl up your throat. If you have children one day, you want to keep them far away from your father.
"Leave him alone."
"Maybe marriage wasn't good for you. Suddenly you think you're able to talk back to me."
"Stop it." You've had enough of his threatening words.
"You should find your mother. She's been looking for you all night."
"Goodbye father." You step away.
"Just remember, even if you love him, that won't stop me from using him to keep you in line."
With each step you take, you fight to hold back tears. Looking up you see Wonwoo watching you. As he goes to take a step, you shake your head. You don't want him anywhere close to your father.
Jewel and Joshua watch as you rush to Wonwoo. The second you're close enough he grabs your hand, pulling you toward him. Wrapping your arms around his waist, you bury your face in his chest. Desperately you try and fight back tears. You pull away from him slowly. He rests his hand on your cheek. He drags his thumb across the delicate skin on your cheek.
"We should leave." You can't stay here any longer.
"Lucky, are you okay?" Joshua seems just as concerned as his wife.
Wonwoo pulls back a little, dropping your hand. His eyes stayed locked on your, you can instantly see he's scared. Reaching down you grab his hand, lacing your fingers with his.
"Sir." Wonwoo responds.
Your fathers give him a menacing smile, stepping closer. "Do you like the art?"
Squeezing his hand, you let him know he's not alone. "it's quite unique."
"I found an artist who is great at drawing cities."
"So it seems." Wonwoo responds.
"Have you ever been to Chicago?" Your father mentioning the name of the city you ran away to sends a chill down your spine.
"No sir."
"I've heard it's beautiful, you should ask my daughter about it."
The loud room instantly feels silent. A ringing takes over you ears. You stomach knots, staring at your father.
Wonwoo squeezes your hand, snapping you out of it. You open your mouth to speak, but nothing comes out.
"I don't think that's necessary." Wonwoo says.
Shame suddenly takes over you. You feel incredibly small under the crushing gaze your father is giving you. Whatever sick and twisted game he wants to play, he's winning.
Tae walks over capturing your fathers attention. He whispers something in his ear.
"I must take my leave. Lucky, tell your husband about Chicago." He walks away, leaving you feeling sick.
Stepping back, you hold back your tears. Wonwoo doesn't let you go far. He desperately clings to your had.
"Lucky." Jewel rushes towards you, with Joshua right behind her.
"Do you want to go home?" Wonwoo asked.
"Yes, I'm ready to leave." He just bibs his farewell and leads you out of the ballroom.
You flee with the party, clinging to your husband. You desperately want to escape this personal hell, your father has made for you.
The whole ride home Wonwoo doesn't try to make small talk, his silence is comforting.
Arriving at home Wonwoo takes his time to help unbotton your dress. Once the last button is undone, he presses his lips to your bare shoulder.
"Are you okay?" He knows it's a loaded question.
"No, but I will be."
TEAR STAINED CHEEKS AND SWEET KISSES
Six months into marriage things between you and Wonwoo are fantastic. You've fallen head over heels more and more in love with him.
He does anything he possibly can do to make you happy. There is a little part of him that is constantly reminding, that in some way he will let you down. He's known for awhile at some point he's going to need to take the train back home to see his family. In an ideal situation, he would be able to take you with him. He knows deep down inside he can't.
After a long day at work, Wonwoo finds you painting in the living room. Painting has consumed your free time. Wonwoo often finds you like this after work. He loves watching you paint. You seem so incredibly happy when you're lost in your painting.
"Hi, my dearest."
You turn and find him standing there looking so handsome. In these last few months you haven't been able to keep your hands to yourself. You just can't get enough of him.
"I need to take a trip home to see my parents." That wasn't what you expected him to say.
"Oh?"
"I would love for them to meet you, I'm just worried if you go, your father will assume we're up to something." Wonwoo tries to act strong when it comes to anything involving your father, but you know he's just as terrified as you.
"Are you asking me to stay home?"
"Unfortunately, yes. I'll only be gone a week. I asked Mingyu to keep an eye on you, as well as Joshua and Jewel." Your face falls, and Wonwoo feels his stomach twist. He can't stand seeing you sad.
"Wonwoo I don't like the idea of staying home." You aren't used to being alone anymore.
He rushes over to you. "I know, I hate it too. I'm just scared of you go with me, your father will follow us."
"When do you leave?"
"In a week. I'm going to take the train to Philly."
"Okay."
"Lucky, please don't be mad. I'm trying to keep us safe."
"I want to meet your family." You hate the idea that Wonwoo's family wasn't even at his wedding. They have no idea what you're like. Apart of you is terrified they'll hate you for bringing Wonwoo into your mess of a family.
"I want you to meet them too. We just need to wait."
"Wonwoo do they know why we got married?"
He pushes your hair behind your ear. "No, I just told them I fell in love with you. That we had a whirlwind romance and I begged you to marry me."
"When did you tell them that?"
"That week I wrote you that letter. I sent them a letter telling them about our marriage."
You try to go about your night normally, but the aching feeling in your chest still lingers. Even married your father continues to control your life. A normal married couple would be able to travel to see their in laws, but you simply can not do that.
Laying in bed you stare at the wall. No matter how hard you try, you can't stop the tears from falling. The bathroom door opens, and Wonwoo steps into the bedroom.
There is a long beat of silence before Wonwoo slides into bed. Without saying a word, he wraps his arms around your waist and pulls your body close to his. He presses his lips to the exposed delicate skin on your shoulder.
"I'm sorry." He hates that he keeps hurting you.
"It's not your fault, it's my fathers fault."
"I still hurt you though. I want you to meet my family."
"I know."
He hand kneads your stomach, helping to relax you. "I love you." He says those three words you've been dying to say for months.
"I love you too."
Mindlessly he starts kissing the side of you neck. Soft moans pass your lips, as he focuses on the sensitive area under your ear.
"Darling, can you lay on your back for me?"
He pulls away, giving you space to move. Laying on your back, you look over at him. He sits on his knees, he takes a moment to pull off his shirt. This body is mouth watering. Recently you can't seem to get enough of him. Pushing yourself up, you pull off your night gown. Lifting your hips, you shimmy out of your panties. You're left laying on the bed completely bare.
Wonwoo hops off the bed long enough to remove his pants. He's already hard, his large lenght is already leaking.
Slowly he crawls onto the bed towards you. He takes his time lowering himself onto the bed in front of you. Leaving a trail of wet kisses across your inner thigh.
Hw kisses the top of your mound before he dives in, like a man straved. He knows exactly what you need to push you over the edge. Your fingers are tangled in his hair, holding him close. Without even thinking your hips rut towards his face.
He laughs against your core, at how needy you are for him. He adores seeing you desperate for your release.
"You sound so pretty." He moans.
"Won—" you all but cry, practically on the edge.
"Can you cum?"
Rapidly you not your head. "Yes."
"Okay, darling." He goes back to sucking on your clit. He works you closer and closer to the edge. His finger work in tandem with his mouth. He thrust two finger in and out of you, over and over again.
Your orgasm feel like a white hot wave. Releasing your fingers from his hair, you go limp against the bed. Your whole body feels as light as a feather.
He pulls back, sporting a grin. Silently he licks his fingers clean of your release. "You taste so good."
Your eyes can’t help but focus on the way his hard cock is leaking. He moves so he’s hovering over you. He’s pressing his lips anywhere he can reach. Without thinking you reach between you. You start pumping his velvety length.
“Fuck—“ he moans.
“Wonwoo, I need you.”
“You can have me.” He removes your hand from him. He takes his cock and guides it to your entrance. A gasp passes your lips as his mushroom tip slips in. No matter how many times you do this, you need a few moments to adjust to the sheer size of him. He pushes in inch by inch.
The moment you’re filled to the brim he looks down at you. He looks at you as if you hung the stars and the moon. Reaching up, resting your hand on his cheek.
“My darling wife, you’re my everything.”
Your heart squeezes. Tears brim your eyes once again. Wonwoo loves you so much, and in turn you’re head over heels for him.
“I love you.” You whisper.
He pulls back slowly, before pushing his hips forward. He makes love to you slowly. His lips are all over your neck, leaving a trail of wet kisses. Your hands touch anywhere they possibly can. You want to touch anywhere and everywhere you can reach.
With each slow and deep thrust he’s brushing that spot inside of you, that has you seeing stars.
The room is filled with echoing sounds of your moans and whimpers, and his groans against your skin. There is a sound of squelching from your release.
“Im gonna—“ your brain can't even process how to finish that sentence.
“You can do it baby.” He pulls back slightly.
“Won—“ you cry out. You release hits you hard and fast, the air feels as if it’s been knocked out of your lungs.
Your walls flutter around his length like a heartbeat. Your fingers cling to him, holding him close. His thrust has lost its rhythm. His own release is rapidly approaching. His moaning your name like a sinful prayer.
“Fuck, fuck, I’m going to—“ his hips stutter. With one practically deep thrust he spills his milky release.
His forehead rests against yours. His eyes are squeezed shut. Slowly he rocks his hips into you, helping each of you ride out your highs.
“I love you.” He whispers with his lips brushing yours.
HIS LUCKY CHARM
You've been feeling off for a few weeks, and the entire time Wonwoo has been gone you've been nauseous and throwing up. You're pretty sure you're pregnant. You want to be a mother, and you know Wonwoo would be an amazing father, but you're scared.
You've spent the whole time pretending you're okay in front of Mingyu, Joshua and Jewel. You don't want anyone to know you're pregnant until you tell Wonwoo.
The whole time he's gone, you miss him dearly. One evening you finally decide you feel well enough to paint. You open your box of paints, and find a letter from your husband.
My Dearest,
I hope you find this letter. I hate that I wasn't able to bring you along. Just know I did it to protect you. I know we did originally chose each other, but that didn't stop me from falling in love with you. You're the sun to my moon. You're the reason breathe each day. I love you so much, and I can't want until we're reunited.
Love, your husband.
You never thought you would find love like you have with Wonwoo.
You spend your time alone painting for ready some of the books Wonwoo keeps in a bookshelf. Jewel and Joshua often invite you over for dinner, or Mingyu comes around, so you aren't alone.
The amount of nausea you're experiencing is a firm reminder you're indeed pregnant. You and Wonwoo haven't done anything to prevent pregnancy, so you aren't surprised.
It's the day Wonwoo is finally serving back home. Sitting on the bathroom floor you wonder how Wonwoo will react to the news.
Your plans for cook dinner tonight have long gone out the window.
The sound of the front door closings catches your attention. You hear your name called in the distance. You're barely able to yell out for your husband, before you throw up again.
He finds you with your head in the toliet, spilling the contents of your stomach. Instantly he squats down next to you, and starts rubbing your back. Helping to soothe you.
"Darling, what's wrong."
"I think I'm pregnant." You pull back sitting on your knees looking over at him.
Wonwoo suddenly feels a mixture of excitement and terror. The idea of your father using his child as a pawn against both of you is absolutely terrifying.
He's lost all the color in his face as he stares at you. "Wonwoo?"
"Lucky, that's amazing, darling."
Placing his hand on your cheek he leans in and rest his nose against yours. Even thought the circumstances that led to your marriage aren't normal, he can't deny how much he loves you.
"You're going to be an amazing mother."
"I hope I am." You never wanted to raise a child anywhere near your father. The idea of bringing a child into this world is terrifying.
He presses a kiss to your forehead. He ever so slowly pushes your hair away from your face. "Darling, let me make you some tea to soothe your stomach."
He helps you stand up, and gives you a chance to clean up. Heading off to the kitchen he focuses on making you a cup of tea.
Walking into the kitchen you find Wonwoo focused on making you a cup of tea. Walking up behind him, you wrap your arms around his stomach. Resting your cheek against his back. You missed him so much.
"Next time you go on a trip, can we try and see if I can go with you." His absence made you realize, you don't want to live a life where Wonwoo isn't by your side.
He pulls away and spins around. Wrapping his arms around you, he holds you close. "I missed you so much." He leans down pressing his lips to yours for a gentle kiss.
"I missed you too."
"I saw your painting by the window."
You pull back giving him a soft smile. "In your absence, I distracted myself with painting."
He reaches out resting his hand on your stomach. "Maybe you could paint our beautiful baby something for their nursery?"
He's always encouraging you to paint. He always says, he loves watching you light up painting. Since everything unfolded that morning where you met Wonwoo, painting has brighten you so much joy.
"I would love to do that."
Sitting at the kitchen table sipping on tea, Wonwoo tells you all about his visit to see his family. He lights up, mentioning how his mother says she wants to meet you, and when she says she wants grandchildren. Instinctively you rest your hand on your stomach.
Unfortunately Wonwoo's parents won't be the only set of grandparents in your child's life. You know your mother will be a great grandmother, you're just terrified of your father.
For the longest time you have been sitting on lots of information about your fathers illegal activities. It seems the time has finally come to let your father know he won't be controlling your family you've built with Wonwoo.
Looking at Wonwoo you can see the way he looks at you. You're his everything, and in turn he's your everything. You stand by your promise you made to him, you'll protect him. The only way you can truly protect him, is by telling your father to leave you alone.
Your first evening home with Wonwoo ends with you laying in bed together. His head rest near your stomach. You can't help but smile as he talks to your baby. You both know there is no way your very small child can possibly hear him, but it doesn't matter. His actions makes both of you happy.
"I'm going to love you so much. You're momma is the best thing that ever happened to me." His sweet words make your eyes water.
"They're going to love you just as much." You respond.
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Two weeks pass until you're finally ready to speak to your father. You make sure not to tell Wonwoo, and you plan your trip for when he's at work at the university. You made sure to inform Jewel of your location, incase your father tries to pull anything.
It's a chilly autumn morning as you make your way through the city. Your families home is located on the upper fancy side of the city. You hold your close to your body, protecting yourself from the breezy.
Walking into your family home, you find your mother in the foyer. She lights at the sight of you. She pulls you into a tight hug.
"Lucky, I didn't know you were coming by." She immediately helps your remove your coat.
"Wonwoo is at work, and I need to talk to father."
She pulls back and looks at you with worried eyes. "Is everything okay?"
"It will be." You step back.
"He's in the dining room. He just finished up a meeting ."
Walking through the the living room, you enter the dining room. Your father is sitting alone. In front of him is a plate with steak and a glass of what looks like whiskey. One of the men he met with must of brought him the illegal brown colored liquor.
"Father."
"My darling daughter." You hate that he always speaks to you in a condescending tone.
You pull out a chair and sit down across from him."I shouldn't be here long. I'm stopping by to let you know, I'm with child."
He narrows his eyes at you, clearly processing what you just told him."You're pregnant?"
"Yes, and I'm letting you know now." You pause. This is your chance to finally be brave. "If you ever want to see me or your grandchild you will leave me and Wonwoo alone. This isn't a threat, but a promise. If you so much as touch one hair on Wonwoo's head, I will burn down everything you have worked for. You just won't see me or my child ever again. I will burn down your empire." You've spent years paying attention to all the illegal things your fathers does.
He barks out a bitter laugh. "Know your place, child."
"I'm not a child. I'm giving you a chance to know your grandchild."
He grabs the expensive glass, an takes a drink of the whiskey. "You're threatening me."
"No I'm promising you, that if you hurt my husband or try to control me, I'll end everything." You've been paying close attention to your father's illegal activities since your were an adult.
"Where is your beloved husband?" He leans forward, resting his arms on the table.
"Thats none of you business."
"You wouldn't do anything."
"I think Bureau of Investigation would love to know about the speakeasy on twelveth street. Or about your money moving store fronts." You have no issues laying your cards out on the table.
"You love the professor so much you would throw away your family that gave you everything." He's switching to a tactic of guilting you.
"I would do anything for him and our child." Instinctively you rest your hand on your stomach.
He doesn't say anything he just leans back in his chair. His eyes are burning into you. "It's time I leave now. I'm going on a trip with my husband. I better not encounter any of your men."
"Are you running away?"
"No, I'm going on a much needed trip. Don't worry I'll be back."
Walking out of the dining room you find your sister and mother standing there. Both of them practically in tears. This isn't how you wanted either of them to find out.
"You're pregnant?" Your mother asks.
"Yes." You can't stop the tears that start falling.
"Does Wonwoo know?" Your sister asks.
"Yes, and he's very happy."
Your mother wraps her arms around you, pulling you close. "I'm so happy for you, Lucky. Maybe you were his lucky charm."
You think about this often. You've always been called Lucky, because your mother says you're a lucky charm, and maybe she's right. Wonwoo and you being thrown together changed his life. He's even says you're his lucky charm.
"I think he's mine."
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EPILOGUE: SNOWFALL
Two month later you find yourself stepping off a train with Wonwoo by your side. This is your first time traveling since that faithful trip to Chicago. Wonwoo holds your hand tight as you make your way through the crowd. One of your hands rest on your round stomach.
Philadelphia is beautiful in the winter. According to Wonwoo his parents live about a five minute walk from the the train station.
He lights up looking around the city called home for most his life. "I used to walk this way to school everyday."
Arriving at the house he grew up in he stops. He looks over at you and gives you a smile. "I always dreamed of bringing the love of my life home to meet my parents."
"Is that what I am?"
"Yes, you're the love of my life, and the mother of my child."
Walking up the lightly snow covered path, you feel slightly anxious. Wonwoo knocks on the door and his mother quickly opens the door. She lights up at the sight of both of you.
His family immediately walk you in with open arms. His mother waste no time pulling you into a hug before taking you inside. Wonwoo watches with the biggest smile on his face. He was already hopelessly in love with you. But seeing you pregnant and glowing with a smile plastered on your face, reminds him that you're truly the love of his life.
You might have not chosen each other, but maybe you were always supposed to end up together.