Your endless love - ningning
➢Synopsis: once, teenage sweethearts, y/n and ningning, now meet each other as full-grown adults, expect, one life had to take a different, much harder patch. will they reunite? Or did ningning only return for a different reason?
➢Pairing : CEO!ningning x artist!y/n
➢Genre: angst, fluff but maybe only past... slightly suggestive almost there but a man has to interrupt, I really wanna point out it's angst! but gets better ...?? maybe
➢warnings: heavy topics, such as - suicide, death, arranged marriage or self-hatred, miscommunications, blackmailing, suggestive/smut, mention of a corpse but not g0re, mention of murder/possible murderer, 18+.
➢note: well... kind of inspired by my childhood Turkish drama I forgot the name of but till this day remember the heartbreak my 10-year-old ass went thru. I think that's all I have to say, hope you guys will enjoy it. :3 I'm not the best writer, I do this only for MY pure entertainment. not proofread. will there be pt.2? maybeee...
You lost five years of your life to keep your younger brother free, to save him from going to jail after he accidentally took the life of a woman. Given the choice between covering up his crime and your own freedom, you chose him. You loved your brother dearly, but the cost was far greater than you ever imagined.
They married you off to a man you could hardly stand—a man who seemed obsessed with you, and not in a way that felt like love. Yet, he called himself your husband and flaunted you like a prize that made you disgusted each day that passed. Five years had passed with the weight of that ring around your finger that was more of a rope, tightening taking away air from you.
But now, staring at your brother's pale body lying on the hospital bed, you felt a hollowness eating at your insides. Is this what you meant to waste your five years to?
Your fingers trembled as they traced over the red scar on his neck, feeling your own throat tighten as though a rope was there, suffocating you, too.
He looked ghostly, eyes closed, lips an unnatural shade of blue. You gripped his limp hand, sobbing and begging him to get up. It was all for nothing; your life was ripped apart, sacrificed to save him, only for him to take his own life out of guilt. In his last words, he admitted as much. A note lay beside him, neat and careful, explaining everything. He couldn’t bear the weight of watching you wither under the demands of a loveless marriage, sacrificed to protect him. He couldn’t stand hearing you cry through closed doors as he walked by with food for you, feeling helpless to fix what he had caused. And he couldn’t stand to see your parents throw you away, to a man who saw you only as something to possess. And it mostly saddened him knowing you were only capable of loving a person you met on a bus.
You were just 19, running to a bus you were going to miss at any second. The door closed right into your face as you banged on the door, begging the driver to open it. He did, thankfully. You thanked him as you tried to catch your breath.
‘That was a hard run’ you thought.
You looked around for a seat, but there was none.
You tried to take a breath as you clutched onto the pole next to you. You set your canvas to a safe place and look around the bus, trying to spot the next muse of your art.
There you lock eyes with a girl. A beautiful one, looking right at you, with slight interest written on her face.
‘Woah she’s pretty’ you thought.
The girl stared back at you, not breaking eye contact. Her blonde hair fell in sleek, straight as it could be, as sunlight hit her eyes from the window. The light color framed her features in a way that made her look effortlessly striking. Her eyes held an intense, yet steady gaze, focused onto you, like you’re the only one in this crowded bus.
Your eyes roamed around, taking in her appearance.
Her lips painted a rich, dark red, stood out beautifully against her fair skin. God, she was pale—not sickly pale, but pale to the point that it was beautiful and reflected light off of her body.
She wore a simple outfit, a denim cropped jacket, with a black tube top perfectly sitting around her body. Her jeans matched her denim jacket.
As you stared, you felt an unfamiliar turn to the left as you broke eye contact that felt like it lasted ages. You looked out the window and realized that the bus you got on was not the one you thought it was, so here you were—going off in the wrong direction.
All you could do was panic and turn to the driver, asking when the nearest stop was. He reassured you it was soon, but you were already late.
It did not take a while to get to the stop, as you rushed off the bus.
You turn, seeing the bus already off.
‘What a horrible day to be alive’
You mentally cursed at yourself as you were about to break down till an unfamiliar voice, filled with a sweet tone to it, broke you out of your thoughts.
You open your eyes that you closed due to stress hitting your nerves to be met with the same beautiful face, looking at you with a smile.
“I think you forgot this,” says the stranger as she reaches out your canvas.
‘What a great day to be alive’ you changed your thoughts in a second.
“Oh my god! Thank you so much!!” you say as you grab it and hug the canvas.
The girl giggles at the sight as you sigh.
“I can’t explain how grateful I am”
“It's not a problem, really”
“It should be! You had to get off of your ride to bring this for me”
“Oh yeah…” she says as you both chuckle at her lack of thinking.
“Well, I wasn’t rushing anywhere, seems like you are tho, need help?”
‘Is she an angel sent from the heavens for me?’ you thought as you nodded at her request.
“I was trying to get to my house… but seems like I got on the wrong bus,” you say defeated.
“Where were you headed off to?”
It felt like you were rubbing into her that you were from a wealthy family.
The blonde looked at you, slightly taken back but she covered it with a smile.
“And you were trying to take a bus… there?”
“Well, I forgot my car keys…”
“Let’s get you there then”
She says as she grabs your wrist without thinking, dragging you along with her back where the bus made a turn.
“So what were you doing out here?”
“I was in my studio... Painting”
“Figured,” she says as she chuckles.
“Oh right, what’s your name… at least got to know what’s the name of a beauty that is about to kidnap me” you say as you both burst into laughing.
“Ningning, it's Ningning, and I'm not gonna kidnap you,” she says as she reassures you. “Yours?”
“Pretty name, just like your face.”
And that is pretty much how it all started. Was it too cheesy to say you both fell in love at first sight? Maybe. But god she had you whipped.
Every little thing she did made you feel butterflies all over. The way she looked at you, waited for you in front of your studio and surprised you with a bunch of balloons attached to your car. How she played music that she loved while doing her homework in your presence. It was a matter of time and you two were official.
You couldn’t tear your eyes away from her. The way her blonde hair fell to her face, the way her nose would scrunch up when she couldn't get the answer right. It made you all fall for her, and she was just as much in love with you.
You would always sketch her at different times while working or writing music. She was beautiful every single time. You mostly loved sketching her while sleeping, that’s when she looked most relaxed and calm, without a care in the world. You were always at her place because you didn’t know how your parents would react to… someone from the lower class.
You decided it was a good idea to tell your mom about it since she was always supportive of your decisions in life - painting? She got you a whole studio and the best paints in the world. Music? She installed speakers in the studio to enjoy it. So you told her, and at first, she easily accepted you and supported you.
You remember it like yesterday, calming your little brother from what he had just done. You couldn't believe it either? Your brother, hurting someone? But before you could even process that, you were pulled by your parents into a security room.
There he was, again. With that smug of his that made you feel uneasy with everything.
He pressed space. And there was your brother, with a gun, laughing and giggling, pointed at the girl. He thought the gun girl brought along for ‘roleplay’ was just a toy till he fired.
“I delete this footage and do not turn it to the police… on one condition”
“Whatever you want!” your mom pleaded.
Then he looked at you and it all clicked. He wanted you. Then you looked at your parents.
Your mom was looking at you full of hope but your dad… He seemed just as against the idea as you were.
“We will have to talk this out first,” Your dad says as your mom looks at him unpleased with his decision.
Your life was already decided
Now here you stand, watching as they lower the casket as you can only think about Ningning.
Your ‘husband’s’ hand was holding u firm against him. Like he was holding u for support but it suffocated you even more.
You couldn’t even cry, you felt numb. All of those years for what? For him to kill himself because he felt guilty? Bullshit.
As the time passed after the death, you felt yourself grow angrier than sad and the only person to be able to shut it down was Ningning. You kept looking back to old pictures, missing her, her touch, scent, everything.
At some point, you would stalk her socials, and try to keep up with her till she completely vanished from all social media. Her account was up but her last post was when she left back for her home country - china, and that was years ago.
Was she still in China? Did she come back? Does she still live in the same house?
It was another day, staking her dead account which was too much for you because most of the pictures that were posted, were taken by you, so you just went on a night walk by Han River, after another argument with Kai He always found a way to drain you, was it either verbally, physically, or mentally.’
You put on your earphones as you enjoyed the specific scent the water had. It was pretty chilly, so you dressed up warmly, a puffer jacket with a black scarf around your neck, wore simple black baggy jeans, and went on the walk. It calmed you down for sure and music playing in your ears that distracted you from unwanted thoughts.
But you stop in your tracks.
As the music was about to switch and earphones went silent for a few seconds, you heard it.
Honey-dripped voice giggling. All too familiar.
You couldn’t have mistaken that. It was basically recorded in your brain.
You shut your music off in an instant as you start looking around, searching for the familiar blonde hair… but it is nowhere to be seen.
Were you just imagining it?
But there was no way… right?
And then you heard it again, you were not going crazy.
You tried to follow the sound only to be met by a black-haired haired turned away from you. What was going on?
That beautiful side profile of hers, her nose scrunched up in laughing.
She went black… you thought as you just stood there, looking but not moving an inch. She was with a bunch of three other girls that you paid no mind to. It was just her, standing in front of you to reach but being so unreachable. Everyone was out of the picture like the world had stopped where it was her voice filling it up.
God knows how long you stayed there, watching, but it definitely caught the other three's attention as they nudged the black haired whispering something to her as she turned her head right at you.
It was like a spark went through you as her smiley gaze landed on you, but it quickly died down as her face dropped.
‘She hates me’ you thought due to her facial expression dropping as you felt tears forming. You wanted to run, hide, and never show yourself but it was like you were stuck in a quicksand, unable to move from your spot.
She stared back right at you till she turned her head towards her friends. Saying something that made them all look at you and then back to her.
You wanted to reach out, call her, touch her, explain yourself, but the lump stuck in your throat made it all impossible.
“Ningning!!” you choked out as she was about to start walking away, making her pause in her tracks making her turn to you, standing what felt like kilometers away. You were at a loss for words… she changed, in a good way, but everything about her was different. The way dressed, the way she did her makeup… the way she looked at you.
The last one hurt the most. Her expression was almost unreadable but it was full of hurt and hatred, and you understood her more than anything. You had no idea what to say to her. You haven’t even planned out how to talk to her, thinking she was still in China.
“Can we talk?” you say after a decade
“What is there to talk about?” she says, almost mocking you. Her honey voice was completely replaced with venom. It hurt but you couldn’t blame the girl either.
But she moved against her words because the next thing you knew, she was walking towards you.
‘What the hell is going on right now?’
“What are you gonna say? I’m sorry I ghosted you? Or are you gonna tell me you’re married, because I already know that, everyone in South Korea knew about y/n l/ns marriage BUT me.”
God, it hurts so bad, you couldn’t respond to her. You just stood there while Ningning looked at you like she hated your guts. It made you feel like you were trapped, with the door right in front of you, but it was locked away.
“Answer me y/n!” She yells, demanding an answer from you, knowing you physically couldn’t utter a word. You choke on your sob as you start crying. All you could do was cry.
As she stood there her scent was right in front of you, all you wanted was to grab her into a hug bury your head into her, and never let her go.
For Ningning it almost felt like an instinct to reach out and cup your face, wipe your tears away, and tell you everything was fine when it wasn’t fine, but she would do anything to stop you from crying in front of her. It ate her from inside as she saw your hand reach up to your face, covering your tears away.
It should’ve been her who you were married to, not some guy Kai that she knew very well was from a very well-off family.
“I never meant it to get this bad,” you say between sobs as you fall to your knees in the middle of the bridge.
Ningning instantly went down with you as she held your head.
“What do you mean y/n, for god's sake speak to me at least once. Tell me you don’t actually love me so I can let you go”
That was your biggest fear as you looked up at her and clutched onto her wrist “No! No, that's not true!” You yell, desperate for her as she looks at you. Her eyes slowly welled up with tears as she bit her lower lip.
“You’re making everything harder than it should be y/n…”
“I had to Ningning, I couldn’t pick…-” you say as the lump in your throat chokes you from saying anything else.
Ningnings heart hurt. She didn’t know what you meant at all but one thing was clear to her - everything was against your own wishes. That was enough for her to grab you into a long overdue hug as she held you tight against her.
You melt into her arms as you wrap your arms around her neck, clutching onto her shirt as you sobbed into her. You two stayed this way for a long time till you finally calmed down and steadily started breathing, enjoying her arms around you.
It made you feel complete.
Like you were missing a part of you, and now that it’s back, you would give anything to keep it with you.
She took you to her new place—one that, to your surprise, was just a street away from your own house so near that you almost thought she got it on purpose to stalk you. You could step into the driveway and you were able to see your own house clearly.
‘Seems like she built herself up’ you thought as you stood out in the driveway, staring at your prison perfectly on display while having a blanket wrapped around you.
The younger girl stepped out with two cups of hot chocolate. As she reached one to you.
You guys left her friends behind as she drove you to hers, even though she knew where you lived. She wanted you to be with her only.
Only then you were gonna be able to tell her everything.
You grabbed the cup and held it with you.
“If you’re wondering, yes. I did buy the house to be close to you.”
You felt it coming. You knew it was her dream to live at least close to you, if not with you.
“Yeah, it is.” She says as she slowly turns her head to you. “Care to tell me, properly?..”
“My brother is dead.” You said as you looked back at her. “He’s gone while I suffered for five years because of him.”
‘Suffered’ made Ningnings's ears perk up and feel uneasy.
“You know my… husband, kai. He threatened me that he would leak footage of my brother accidentally killing a woman. To stop him from doing so, I married him.”
“You didn’t know, nobody does, so don’t stress yourself” You smile at her as she sends you a weak smile back at you.
You take a sip from your drink as you turn your head back, now seeing movement in front of your house. It was Kai, slamming his car door and screaming at the staff.
“I couldn’t make sense why you would marry him when I saw him act like a spoiled male brat, but now it all makes sense,” she says as she giggles at his outburst as you crack a smile.
“He’s a boy, seriously. He might be leading his daddy’s company but it will go downhill with his outbursts in around 1-2 years.”
“Then another rival company down,” Ningning says as she turns back to her house and you instantly follow her in.
“CEO Ningning?” You question with a teasing smile as you lean against the kitchen island, next to her.
“Why? Does it turn you on?” She says as she leans on the counter, playing into your game.
“Maybe… you always looked… good working,” you say as you lean towards her now.
It was like something flipped in her as she grabbed your waist and trapped you between her and the counter.
“You’re playing with me, aren’t you”
You looked at her, like a prey trapped with a predator. God, you missed her, the way she touched you, or looked at you. You couldn’t even answer her as you wrapped your arms around her smashing your lips on her, which she responded to immediately.
Her hands went down to your waist, placing herself between your legs as your hands went to her hair, thuggin' at it which caused her to whine into your mouth.
You break the kiss as you look at her with hooded eyes, telling her everything just by looking at her. In an instant you switched positions as now, you were trapping her.
“Let me make up for all the times we missed..” you mumble against her lips as you lay wet kisses from her jaw down to her neck.
The girl was sensitive and you were kissing all of her right spots so all she could do was whine and clutch onto the counter behind her.
Ningning was very impatient with you because it seemed like you were taking an awfully long time with her, so what could a girl do?
She positioned herself on your thigh before so now all she could do was grind against it, searching for some friction, but to no avail. You held her hips down, not letting her chase her desired feeling.
“Getting slightly impatient now are we?” You tease her as she looks at you with her.
At that, you both froze at an incoming doorbell, from the entrance of the driveway, which was guarded with a getaway. It causes both of you to groan as she looks at the security camera installed:
It was your husband, looking as if he's composed and calm but you can read him like an open book: a hint of anger in his left eye, a slight dent in his cheek on his right, which means he is biting on that side, clenched jaw and car in the background messily parked by him. He was mad, for whatever reason.
But how did he know you were even here? And what was he even doing here, in front of Ningning's house?
What confused you even more was, why was Ningning seemingly all okay with it?!. It was like she was expecting him so she opened the gate for him as he walked up the driveway, taken aback by seeing you from the ceiling-tall window.
“Mr. Kai,” she says as she greets him offering her hand to shake, but there is no point in it, he is staring dead at you, not even glancing at Ningning waiting for a handshake. She takes her hand back and chuckles seeing the staring battle between the two. You were staring at him, without any emotion showing, scared that he might suspect something between the two of you.
“We are childhood friends, Mr. Kai, no hard feelings”
“Oh are you guys now?” he says as he turns his head, eyes still on you, but then he looks at Ningning and sends her the psychotic smile that made your skin crawl every time you saw it. You knew he was mad and in an attempt to calm him down, you took a step towards him grabbed his upper arm, and looked at him. The touch was gentle, and that did not go unnoticed by Ningning. Now she was the one clenching her jaw as she looked away.
“Kai don’t cause a scene, she's my friend, we were catching up,” you whisper as he looks down at you. He glares at you but looks up masking it perfectly.
“And here I was, wondering where my wife went,” he says and giggles which Ningning can only manage to send him a fake smile.
‘My wife’ coming from his mouth made Ningning livid. She should be the one saying it. She should be the one you wake up next to but here she was, in front of him.
“We have to go back,” you say as you turn to Ningning “ We are having lunch, right?” you say to him as he nods and grabs your wrist.
“We will talk another time, Ning Yi Zhuo” It was probably your first time hearing her actual name from someone other than her or her parents. But the question was… why would Kai and Ningning even speak about and how did they know each other?
It didn’t take two weeks for you to figure out why would they speak - they’re basically rivals in their job.
Both your husband and Ningning were law firm CEOs and the rivalry between the companies was pretty much known to mankind. So here they were, standing, a drink between their finger at a dinner party, hosted by someone you did not care slightly about.
But what you DID care about, was that the invited person had a chance to bring a plus one. You, as Kai’s wife, were his plus one. But who was Ningning’s plus one? She would never go alone to these kinds of parties, so you hawked around the big room full of people, trying to spot someone you had no idea about.
Till your eyes landed on a familiar one from the day on the bridge with Ningning. The girl had pink hair - very unusual for this kind of dinner, so she stuck out like a sore thumb. You trailed her movements before she approached Ningning, making you clench your jaw.
The way she leaned in, whispered into her ear, backed away, looked at ningning, everything, made your blood boil, why the hell were they so close? But then again, you shouldn’t be the jealous one, you were the reason for the breakup, after all.
You looked away, not wanting to anger yourself with the scenery unfolding right in front of you, that you had no control of. It made you feel uneasy and uncomfortable.
And to top it all, Kai walked over. ‘Great’ you thought, as you mentally got ready to brush off his arm around your shoulder, a move you mastered he loved. But before you could do that, he leaned down to your ear, whispering:
‘Ning yi zhuo is approaching, act like a loving wife, for once, goddamit’
All this caught you off guard, and you looked straight ahead, seeing he wasn’t lying. Ningning was slowly making her way over you two, arms hooked with a pink-haired stranger, as you decided to use this moment.
Be lovely-dovey with your ‘perfect husband’.
So you put your arm up to your shoulder, Kai expecting you to brush him off, even after he asked but instead, you held his hand, as you looked up to him with a reassuring smile, that completely caught him off guard and softened up with his touch around you.
As that happened right in front of Ningning, she wanted to break a glass on his head that he was holding. But what confused her more was, why were you smiling back at him? Didn’t you hate him? Did you just lie to her?
She approaches you two as she reaches out her hand to shake Kai as she looks at him, trying to maintain her composure, that you saw right thru of. ‘It was working as you turned your head towards the couple in front of you two. You send them a small smile as a greeting and watch the two of them shake hands.
“Mr. Kai, so nice to see you,” she says with a smile, you noticed how the left side of her cheek slightly shivered which was obvious she was not having any of the things that were unfolding in front of her.
“Same goes for you, Yizhuo,” he says as he smiles, which you knew was genuine, probably due to you letting him hold your hand. He shifts his gaze onto the pink-haired girl. “Who is this girl? First time seeing someone with hair like… that. Here” he paused, wanting to point out it was not normal to have hair color as bright to a place as honorable and noble as this dinner.
“This is Aeri, my friend,” She says, annoyance visible in her tone. “I think we should go somewhere private, No?” she suggests as you notice the change of posture and stiffness of your husband around you.
You didn’t know, you never let him close enough to feel his emotions thru touch.
He slid off hand from your shoulder as he grabbed both of them and turned you towards him, gently as he layed kiss on your forehead, whispering ‘don’t go too far’ as you nodded and smiled up to him.
What were you even doing?
You watched to walk away, as you let out a breath you did not know were holding in as you turned to the aeri girl, sending her a smile as you excuse yourself but you stop when you hear someone call out your name.
You turned realizing it’s Aeri.
“Yes?” you say as you smile at her, to be polite.
“Okay? Thank you?” you say confused as you turn on your heel and walk away, replying her words over and over. You walked mindlessly as you arrived to womens restroom and by the corner you hear muffled sounds, what seemed like two persons talking, but they sounded angry at one another. You didn’t wanna be involved but it was right near the bathroom so you walked over, clearly hearing the conversation.
The low whisper-yelling made it obvious to you, who was one of them.
But who was she arguing with???
“Yizhuo stay out of my fucking business!” another whisper yell, but louder.
What the hell is going on?
“Your little precious ‘wife’ needs to know the asshole and murder you are, kai.”
It rang in your head, the same feeling of air slowly being taken from you came back, just like when you heard about your brothers passing, but before you process all of that you hear him bite back.
“And you need to stop messing with her head. You only came back to get revenge on me, leave her alone, we both know you don’t care about her, Yizhuo!”
Things just kept getting worse.
She only came back for… revenge? That’s what you only were to her?? A plaything for her to get revenge on your, alleged murderer husband??
What was going on, you had no idea but need to get away was huge so you ran.
You ran out, crying, causing everyone to look at your running figure, confused and taken aback.
You ran till you own legs couldn’t support you.
You fell on the street sidewalk, staring at your own hands, hands that held his in your own.
hands that touched Ningning.
‘She was just using me’ is all you could think and repeat over and over.
Till your own mind shuts off on you.
god, this has been in my drafts for a while, heh..
