Breakup with your Boyfriend
pairings . idol!mina x idolfem! reader
synopsis . your current boyfriend is mina’s ex and, whilst at a fendi event, you find yourself more attracted to mina.
warnings . make out, getting caught(?), breast play, fingering, dry humping, mentions of MALE.
a/n . heeeyyy! i think im getting the hang of this! feel free to leave requests! i’ll make an anon list if you’d like!! <3 @pandainahat here’s your request, my love!
the lights flash and, you know the event has officially begun. the red carpet is busy and loud; your picture is being taken from every angle possible.
it’s overwhelming but at the same time thrilling.
the fendi team has you looking like an elegant figure of grace, drawing eyes from all around the carpet, including your boyfriend who you brought as a plus one and myoui mina.
something about her makes you nervous, you know that’s your boyfriend’s ex so, you assume she’s angry at you; you decide to steer clear of her not wanting to deal with that.
you’re escorted off the red carpet and into the event. your boyfriend trails behind you, looking around like he was just born.
“so like where….where do i go?” he asks, furrowing his eyebrows as if to public events are new to him.
“please, b/n, go mingle while i talk to these people, okay? when the show starts find my manager and she’ll sit you down.”
you roll your eyes at his cluelessness, sending him off.
you do interviews giving composed answers while still being funny and witty at the same time.
you chat with designers and fellow celebrities and throughout the whole event you feel mina’s eyes on you; tracing over you.
this time though, you catch her, making eye contact. she smiles at you and uses her index finger to beckon you over.
you excuse yourself from the designer you were talking to and make your way to mina.
as you approach her, her smile widens her eyes trailing up and down your body.
“y/n…it’s been a while, huh?” her eyes trace your body.
“yeah…did you need me-” she cuts you off.
“y/n, how is…..how is b/n? is he treating you well?” she asks although, her mind is somewhere else; the aura around you both is tight and filled with tension.
“he’s….he’s fine he is….really nice.” you stutter, not wanting to tell the truth.
“nice? really? he was ‘nice’ to me once also….so, how does he really treat you?”mina inquires her fingertips ghosting over your arm.
“he’s… really clueless and can’t please me at all it’s really frustrating.” tiredness laced in your tone; obviously annoyed with your boyfriend’s antics.
“i’ve been there, don’t you wish you could just..cut him out? explore….other options…” she gets closer to you, holding eye contact with you trying to lure you in.
you feel your cheeks heat up; a gasp escapes your lips as she places a hand on your waist.
“m-mina…there are cameras…b/n is here we shouldn’t—” she cuts you off once again.
“i don’t care. i’ve been wanting you for months now. b/n can’t stop me from taking what i want, nor can the cameras.”
mina gets closer and you know people are fliming you look away from her and whisper.
“let’s take this somewhere else.”
she takes you to a secluded area in the back of the event and roughly pushes you against the wall pressing her lips against yours.
mina’s hands roam your body as her lips move against yours. her knee slips between your legs pressing against your heat causing you to gasp.
she immediately takes advantage of your open mouth; slipping her tongue inside.
you moan into the kiss, your hands cupping her cheeks, pressing her into you even more.
mina starts kissing down your neck eliciting a moan out of you.
you two immediately pull away but, it’s too late. you’ve been caught by b/n.
“are you fucking serious?” he barks. “you fuck my ex at your event.”
“b/n…i don’t know what you were expecting. you can’t please me, you’re unintelligent, you’re annoying. i’m going to go to the next best option because i can assure you, your ex’s fingers can most likely reach spots that your tiny dick cannot.” you argue rolling your eyes.
mina smirks and kisses your neck; flaunting you in front of his face.
he angrily sighs “i’m leaving, i’m getting a hotel and taking the next flight outta here.” he growls and storms off.
mina chuckles in your neck, still kissing you. “thank god you got rid of him…you’re mine now, right?”
“mmmhmmm….we should probably get back….the show will start soon.” you mumble.
she sighs “you’re right,” she gives you one last kiss before pulling away to face you. “let’s get back in there. but…after the event you should come to my hotel….”
“trying to get me in the bed, myoui?”
“maybe, do you want that?”
“hell yeah i do. come on let’s go.”
“wait.” mina takes a wet wipe from her purse and gets the lipstick marks off your neck with it.
“why do you have wet wipes?” you question surprised.
“they gave me a purse i put wet wipes in it. i knew i’d see you so, i brought things just in case. i also brought lipstick.” mina pulls a tube of lipstick out of her purse and puts it on her lips rubbing them together.
“someone came prepared.” you joke, mina then puts the lipstick on your lips and hums.
“it’s a little darker than what you wore before but, it’s fine.” she puts her lipstick back in the purse and grabs your hand as you both head back to the event.
the event is still as bustling as before. the second you enter the room again people practically snatch you away to talk or take pictures with you.
then, the attention is turned to the runway. models from all over the world wearing one brand on one stage. it’s an anticipated gala and, mina sits as the face of it all.
you’re seated not too far from mina. you nervous but, excited at the promise of more from.
the show begins, and the glamour that is displayed is rather remarkable.
when the show ends, everyone has a post show high. feelings of shock and admiration linger in the air as the memory of the gorgeous models on the stage remains in the audience’s minds.
you meet up with mina in the midst of the chaos. “are you ready to go?” you ask, tired of the loud event and you’re not one for after parties.
“yeah, my manager is talking to yours about us leaving this place together.” mina says, it’s obvious she’s ready to leave as well.
“okay.” you say and just like that your manager’s come back and escort you both to the sleek black car waiting outside.
the car ride isn’t too long, about 30 minutes to get there and when you arrive mina rushes you to elevator, trying to get you to the hotel room as quick as possible.
“mina hold on! these shoes!” you squeal as she practically makes you run.
when you arrive in the elevator mina leans in to kiss you but you stop her.
“mina, cameras.” you point at the camera and she whines annoyingly.
“i really wish this elevator would go quicker.” mina sighs, although a mere second after she says this the elevator doors open.
“looks like your wish came true.” you smile smugly.
you both walk to mina’s hotel room door. she unlocks it and, in a blink of an eye, you’re pushed against said door with mina’s lips on yours.
her hands travel to your clothes; basically ripping them off of you.
she gawks at the sight of your almost naked body for a split second before dragging you over to the bed.
she pushes you onto the bed; kicking your shoes off expertly. she kisses down your body until she makes it to your bra.
she uses one her hands to unclip your bra and the moan she lets out when she sees you is breathy and pathetic.
“holy-fuck, y/n, these pretty fucking tits.” she moans, groping your breasts. she takes one of your nipples in her mouth, sucking on it lightly.
you unzip her dress from the position she’s at needing to feel her skin. your heat grows and grows. you’re dripping down your thighs now.
mina sure is too; you can feel it.
“mina, please….” you whisper, barely able to muster anything else because of how incredibly turned on you are.
mina starts to gently press against your clit and your eyes roll to the back of your head; whining pathetically.
“beg for it, darling.” she purrs in your ear, pressing against you harder.
“please! fuck mina i need you bad! please-fuck!” mina puts her fingers inside you curling up towards the spot.
“such a good girl, you like it when my fingers are deep inside you, don’t you baby?
“yes! god yes!” your back arches and your hips buck forward trying to get her deeper.
mina lets her dress fall off her body; when it’s fully off her, she steps out of it. she settles herself on your thigh, rocking against it.
“mm-fuck-ah mina!” you feel yourself getting close already. usually your orgasm doesn’t near this quickly but, mina’s fingers hitting all the good spots and the sight of her dry humping you is doing wonders.
“f-fuck, y/n….” she moves against you faster; matching the pace of her fingers.
“shit!…‘mm close…” you breathe, mina picks up the speed.
“you’re close, darling?…. m-me too, baby…cum with me, okay?
the knot in your stomach tighten until it breaks; releasing on her fingers. you cry out
at the same time, mina cums on your thigh. she’s still rocking against you; repeating your name like she’s begging for forgiveness.
she falls beside you, chest heaving. you curl into her, needing to feel her warmth.
“you did so good for me, my love.” she kisses your head.
“thank you.” you mumble, struggling to keep your eyes open.
“go to sleep, jagi, i’ll clean up.”
just like that your eyes flutter closed, falling asleep in her arms.
