Top/Bottom Relationship [ Part 2 ]
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Paring: fuckboy!yuta x CEO!reader
A/n: Here’s part 2! You’re going to hate me no matter what... I said there would be smut in this chapter but I’m a fucking liar. I had to go a be extra with this story’s plot so bear with me....
Why is it that when you want something so badly, the harder it is to get out of your mind?
>>>>>Flashback (2 years ago) <<<<<
“Hello, I’m Yuta Nakamoto.”
You stared back at him then to his portfolio.
“I see you graduated 2 years before me.”
Yuta nods and pleasantly smiles back at you.
“Very prestigious school...’’ You comment as you throughly read his achievements and skills.
What you don’t notice was, Yuta examining you. The fine details of your face. The slight wrinkle in your brow when you concentrated. He thought to himself how someone could have such beautiful features. Safe to say you were his type.
Yuta hated feeling like the inferior role though. He hated job application processes and interviews. Stuff like this made him feel like a creature hiding behind artificial skin. He loved ordering people around and being the one who called the shots.
He didn't notice how intensely he was staring until you glanced back up at him and immediately cleared your throat.
Yuta's lips twitch into a quick smirk.
He knew that you'd be his first challenge.
A strong, independent boss lady like yourself couldn't possibly like being in charge all the time right? You could break at some point...
He wanted to make his boss kneel under him as his bottom.
>>>>>End of Flashback<<<<<
In life, you dominated. No one could tell you 'no'.
Whatever people said was impossible for you to do, you work hard to succeed to prove them wrong. You could do anything you set your mind to.
That’s what Yuta loved about you. He loved to watch you conquer the world with confidence. Seeing how far you brought yourself to success, Yuta wanted to be there for you.
Sure, he thought that fucking you into submission was definitely and added bonus to his pay check and that you were absolutely stunning underneath him-he just wanted more of you.
He liked taking away your power in bed. He liked showing you the very control that you had in the real world, to use it against you for his dominant satisfaction and your inner submissive pleasure.
Over time, Yuta found things about you that really made him want to protect you. Like the way you cuddled into him after sex. How delicate your body was while he rinsed with you in the bath. How your voice was so fragile and kind when you woke him in the morning. And the time where Yuta caught you sleep talking and it was the most cutest sign of affection towards him. He secretly kept this memory in his mind. Your words affected him so much.
“Yuta... I feel safe with you.”
Yuta was possessive and protective. He knew that to be too true in this case.
In all honesty to himself, he hated being friends with benefits. There were so many things stopping him. Change. Work. Finances. And the most important one being: you.
Yuta did not want to disrespect or cross a boundary. He knew that when you both signed the contract to be friends with benefits the first rule on that list was: Don’t fall in love.
It was stupid. Yuta felt that it was unfair. In the beginning of it all about a year ago, the amount of sex was exciting and fun. As time went on though, he found that he looked forward to the aftercare. The shower together. The small chat before one of you dozed off. The cuddling. He lived for it these past few weeks. Craved it.
He slipped up last week and drank to his hearts content. Yuta was trying to muster up the courage to tell you that he hated what's become of you two.
Showing up drunk and misunderstood, he ended up falling asleep like a baby and regretting you seeing him like that.
Yuta wasn't sure why he left that morning but he didn't know if you were going to tell him to leave or to stay. With the fear of you possibly telling him to get out, he quietly escaped and hoped you'd continue to be sound asleep. Since it was Saturday morning, he didn't want to overstay his welcome.
He felt like he should've stayed.
Three weeks of no contact and he was beginning to worry that you officially didn’t need him. That you didn’t need him to make you feel safe anymore.
After two hours of contemplating in his home, Yuta was ready. He was ready to tell you that he didn’t want this anymore.
He couldn’t believe the words coming out of your mouth or the sight that he just walked in on.
His anger reacts first and he storms out of your apartment. Leaving you guys to continue whatever the hell you were trying to start.
Yuta headed straight to a bar. His blood was boiling and his heart was far gone from feeling emotion. To put it in a simple way, he felt that his heart was ripped out of his chest. Knocking drinks back and afterwards to a club where he used to go before his arrangement with you as fwb.
The first girl he sees, he actually recognizes. He assumes that she’s from the same company he worked at so he dances with her.
“Do I know you?” She pushes her hair back and practically yells into his ear.
Yuta tightens his hand around her waist. “You will by the end of tonight...”
“Well, He sure is handsome.”
You lift your head from your hands as you lean against the counter of your kitchen. “Seriously?”
“What?” Johnny raises his brows. “He’s my type.”
As soon as he says that you remember why he wanted to break up with you when you guys were together.
Johnny had confessed to you that he was gay. Not that there was anything wrong with that but he felt pressure from his family to find a girlfriend and you were the first person he thought he might actually be able to fall in love with. Of course, Johnny did end up loving you... but it wasnt the same type of love that you had for him at the time.
It was the fact that he kept it hidden from you for 4 years.
Despite the memory, you shake it off and remember the problem you were currently facing.
“Of course he is.” You scoff. Knowing that Johnny was only trying to lighten the situation.
“Why didn’t you chase after him?” Johnny takes a seat in the love seat.
“He wasn’t here to talk to me Johnny. I’m just a good fuck.”
“Well duh.” Johnny sighs before he continues. “It was a misunderstanding. You could’ve explained it to him. Shoot, if I wasn’t too busy gawking at his fine ass, I would’ve.”
It would’ve been better to explain it to Yuta. You were simply scared to see if Yuta actually cared for you as a person or not. Your heart might shatter into pieces if he ever rejected you- so you had to do it first.
“I could’ve,” You sigh. “I’m afraid of getting hurt.”
“Who isn’t? Come,” Johnny beacons you over and you find your spot in his lap again. “You just have to be brave enough to face him. No sex. Talk to him.”
He and I have never done much of that...
When you arrive at the company the first thing you see is your secretary.
She greets you brightly and begins to update you on your schedule.
You can't help but notice the prep in her step. "Did something good happen over the weekend, Yeri?"
She shyly smiles. "You can say that, ma'am."
You press a flat smile towards her before carrying on. Then she continues to list your agenda.
"-with the managers today in the meeting at 9am."
You check the time and its 8:45am.
"Lets head over there early then." You collect the file for the meeting and lead the way through the hallway and into the elevator.
Before the elevator door closes, a man reaches forward.
Your secretary takes a step to the side and gives him room.
"Oh!" Yeri suddenly gasps. "It's you..."
You glance up and watch Yuta find a spot next to her.
Slightly confused and rattled you remain silent, gripping the railing next to you.
"Miss (y/n)." Yuta greets you but doesn't even bother to make eye contact. Instead, he's intensely looking into the eyes of your flustered secretary.
"You look stunning today." He compliments.
Yeri blushes and tries to hide behind her tablet. "Thank you, Sir."
You knew that type of callname and the reason for it. Immediately, the puzzle pieces connect and you couldn’t have been more hurt than you were at this very moment.
A lump forms in your throat and you start praying for the elevator to move faster.
Yuta glances over at your troubled face and he smirks to himself.
In the meeting, there was not a second where you were actually paying attention. Towards the end of it, you had enough of Yeri's stupid blushing.
"Yeri, cancel all of my appointments today." You didn't want to deal with all of this. "I'm not feeling well."
Hurriedly she nods, grabbing the phone and calling in for you. "Right away, ma'am."
As soon as you get to your apartment, you strip yourself of all of your clothes and lean against the tile of your bathtub to rinse underneath some hot water. Your whole body felt cold. You needed some form of warmth.
This was a double edged sword. Everything you did in your apartment remind you of him. When you used to take showers together at 5am after a really nice session. The living room area where a few times you’ve cuddled. It was all getting a bit too overwhelming.
How could he just move on to someone else like that?
Did he purposely chose to have sex with your secretary or was this the world trying to tell you something?
You couldn’t hate Yuta though. You were the one who told him to leave.
To your marbled kitchen, you reach for an unopened bottle off wine. Hoping that this would drown out your sorrows. For that night, it did cloud the thoughts you were seeking escape from.
A new project arises whe you get to work. Turns out that Johnny’s company reached out to yours in order to work on a collaboration. Of course because it was Johnny’s company, you immediately agreed to working together. You and Johnny had always complemented each other well.
You call of a meeting with all of the team managers.
“Who would like to work on this project with Suh Corp?”
Johnny rotates around in his rolling chair like a child before speaking up. “Miss (y/l/n), I read over some of your manager’s team stats and the one with the most profits come from Nakamoto’s team...”
You knew exactly where Johnny was going with this and you no longer wanted Johnny to keep talking.
“CEO Suh,” You try to imply for another recommendation. “Manager Lee, here, is also well versed. I’m sure Mr. Nakamoto is already busy working on his line up of projects.”
Lee Minhyung pushes up his rounded glasses and nods slightly. “I’m sure my team can handle it-“
“CEO Suh wants my team to do it.” Yuta finally states. His intense eyes meet yours and your knees become weak. “Clearly our cooperation with Suh Corp is important to our beloved CEO.” His smirk is nothing short from threatening. “My team will take on the project, Miss (y/n).”
You adjourn the meeting and exit the room with Johnny. His hands are in his pockets and he’s clearing enjoying the tea that just unfolded.
“I like him...” Johnny hushes into your ear. “He’s fiesty.”
Yuta catches a glimpse of Johnny’s tall frame dipping down to whisper something in your ear. The very sight makes his blood boil and his attention averts to your secretary.
“Miss Yeri,” Yuta calls out. Knowing that his voice was loud enough to catch attention from you and Johnny. “May I have a word?”
You secretary gushes as soon as she turns around. Yeri glances over at you for permission to chat for a second.
“2 minutes.” Is all you allow them. Two minutes of tolerated jealousy.
Yuta bows towards you with a slight curl in his lip. Smug shit.
Johnny purses his lips together and you cant help but feel your heart tug again. Watching his gaze as he glances downwards to Yeri. Like he used to do to you...
You snap yourself out of it. Johnny chuckles next you before reminding you that the two minutes are up.
“Come on Yeri, we don’t have time to waste.”
Yeri begins to join you but right behind her is Yuta. Following you guys to the elevator.
‘’So CEO Suh,” Yuta begins as soon as the elevator doors shut. “How long have you known our beloved boss?”
“We used to date.” Johnny simply puts out and you start coughing.
Yuta even looks shocked. “I can assume that you and her go way back then.”
Johnny makes things worse by placing his arm around you shoulder. “Way back, Yuta Nakamoto.”
You felt slightly bad that poor Yeri had no context to the situation at all. This was an insider between three of you unfolding in this elevator.
As soon as the drama started, the elevator doors open again and you finally breathe.
Yuta exits but not before he shoots a quick wink to Yeri-like you wouldn’t see it.
Johnny begins laughing. “Yo, this is too funny. Why don’t you guys just make up? This tension is entertaining and all but to drag another person... isn’t it too much?”
Sometimes Johnny’s straightforwardness brought you some misfortune.
“Why’d you ask for him to work with us, you ass?” You slap the side of his arm.
You both remember that Yeri was in the elevator ad turn to her confused expression.
“What are...” She raises a brow.
“Yuta’s a fuck boy, Miss Yeri.” Johnny places a respectful hand on her shoulder. “Don’t fall for his games. His affection only reaches to the bedroom unfortunately.”
You can’t believe Johnny is actually helping you in cleaning up this mess of a love life.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about...”
Then it was your turn to raise a brow. “You’re kidding right?”
Yeri shakes her head. “If you’re trying to say what I think you’re saying: I’ve never slept with him...”
Your mind starts to race because if you were completely wrong with the connections you were making, there were a lot of things you and Yuta needed to talk about.
Johnny then leaves the company after you inform him about the next time there would be a meeting.
“Miss (y/n), I’m so sorry if I over stepped a boundary,”Yeri fiddles with her pen between her fingers while you take a seat at your desk. “I didn’t know you liked Mr. Nakamoto. I simply thought he was just being nice to me because he liked me... I didn’t know-“
“No no Yeri,” You shake your head. “Don’t worry about it, please.”
You are about to end the topic but you still couldn’t get over what she revealed to you. “But, I’m curious about something.”
“How did you and Yuta begin talking?”
Yeri takes a seat in front of my desk. “He helped my sister home after she got super drunk at this club. He was so nice. It was kind of dark when I met him since he didn’t come inside of our apartment. So when I saw him again at work, I was a bit startled.”
Ah.... “Then why did you call him sir?”
Yeri looks confused. “Because everyone’s older than me.”
