#seungcheol

[itsallaboutzayn]

S.COUPS - GOING SEVENTEEN, EP. 151

[straylightdream]

true romance

⟢ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: ceo!choi seungcheol x f.reader

after going on a blind date with false pretenses with the ceo of your company, things take a turn when he asks you to marry him to keep himself from ending up in an arranged marriage.

⟢ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞(𝐬): romance, smut, fake dating, angst

⟢ 𝐚𝐮(𝐬): business proposal, nonidol

⟢ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 13.7k

⟢ 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: cussing, lying, drinking, lots of office gossip, Cheol has daddy issues, people think mc is a gold digger, insecurities and body issues.

⟢ 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: unprotected sex, they both are needy, lots of making out, big dick Seungcheol, oral (fem rec), size kink, creampie, cum eating, multiple orgasms, fingering, hair pulling body worship, multiple positions, multiple orgasms, Seungcheol talks mc through it. nicknames: darling, baby, good girl (hers) baby, cheol (his)

⟢ 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: 18+ minors do not interact

⟢ 𝐚𝐧: This fic is for the SVTFLIX collab hosted by @100vern . It’s loosely based on the k-drama business proposal. Thank you @aeristudios for listening to me ramble about this story and thank you @jakedustry for beta reading.

🎧: snooze | sza | lightening - charli xcx | into you - ariana grande | bmf - sza

𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬.

THE HEIR TO A FORTUNE AND A SECRETARY

Choi Seungcheol prodigal son in the heir to the Choi Corporation. Being the only child of an extremely wealthy and successful businessman has left Seungcheol with immense pressure. His whole life has been laid out for him. The moment he graduated high school, he was sent to a prestige college with the intention of immediately stepping into the family business. The day after graduation, he started working for his family’s company and never looked back.

One thing about being the heir to the company is that his parents are obsessed with the idea of him settling down and giving them at least one grandchild. Seungcheol is so wrapped up in work, he can't even imagine dating. Let alone getting married and staring a family.

These days his weeks consist of going on dates with socialites and heiress that his mother believes would make a great wife.

Tonight is no different. He finds himself in an expensive restaurant with a pretty woman sitting across from him. Except this time, the woman across from him isn't someone who comes from a rich family, it's you. You don't come from money, nor do you have much to be honest. You work for Seungcheol's company as Jeonghan's assistant. The funny things is Seungcheol knows your name, and definitely knows you're not Angel, the girl he's supposed to be on a date with.

THE PRINCE AND THE LIAR

You've been friends with Angel since you were teenagers. Growing up, your family made enough to be considered middle class. As a teen you were so smart you were able to get a full ride scholarship to a fancy private school. While in school, you became best friends with Angel, the heirest to a luxary cosmetics company. Angel has always been an incredible friend to you. She's always been someone who pushes you to get out of your comfort zone and to try new things.

You were surprised when you were hanging out in her fancy high rise apartment and she mentioned going on a date with the CEO of Choi Corporation. You weren't sure why her mother and his mother were trying to set her up with your boss.

"You're going on a date with my boss?" You ask, sitting on the plush chair that sits in the middle of her large closet.

"I don't want to go on a date with your hot boss. I was planning to go out with Soonyoung tonight."

"Your mom still doesn't know about Soonyoung?" Even if Angel doesn't want to admit it, her and Soonyoung have something going on that's more then just sex. Soonyoung works at a dance studio, and doesn't live up to Angel's mother's high expectations.

"Why don't you cancel on Seungcheol?"

"My mother would kill me if I did."

"I see."

Angel holds us a beautiful pink silk dress. She keeps glancing at the dress, and back at you. "This would look good on you."

"Yeah it's also not in my tax bracket." You've been shopping with Angel enough to know you couldn't afford anything in this closet.

"I have an idea!" She shouts.

"What?"

Her eyes go wide, and she gives you the biggest smile. "You're going to go on the date with Seungcheol." That's not what you thought she was going to say.

"What?"

"He's expecting you."

"He's never met me and doesn't know how I look. Just pretend to be me."

"I work for him."

"Like you said before. He doesn't know you exist. You work on a different floor for Jeonghan."

"Angel, this isn't a good idea."

"Come on, it's one blind date. You don't have to go on another one. Just go out with him once and pretend to be me."

"Angel—"

"Babe, just put the pretty pink dress on and go."

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The moment you sat down, Seungcheol recognized you. He knew immediately you weren't Angel. He's well aware you're Jeonghan's pretty assistant. Instead of telling you he knows who you are, he decides to let this play out. It's not like he actually wanted to go on a date with Angel.

From the beginning he can tell that you're shy. He makes small talk with you, and actively goes out of his way to avoid talking about anything related to the real Angel.

He does want to tease you a little and see if you will own up to the lie. "Angel is a pretty name." He says before taking a sip of his wine.

"Thank you."

"How did your parents pick that name?"

"Grandmother named me." That isn't a lie. Angel was actually named by her grandmother.

The dinner is nice, an even though you're pretending to be someone else, Seungcheol can't help but find you interesting. He wishes he could ask you out again instead of the woman you're pretending to be.

The night ends with Seungcheol walking you to the car Angel ordered for you. He takes your hand and places a gentle kiss on top.

"It was nice getting to meet you." He says.

"This was nice. I feel like I haven't gone out on a date this night in a really long time." You haven't gone on a date in years, and even though this is under false pretenses, this was nice.

"Maybe we could do this again."

He fishes his phone out of the pocket of his dress pants. "Could I have your number please?"

Taking his phone, you hesitantly put in your contact info. You hate that you have to write your name as Angel, but you have no choice.

The whole car ride back to Angel's place you can't help but feel guilty that you enjoyed your night out with him. You feel bad you had to lie to him. Seungcheol seems like a great guy, and doesn’t deserve that.

AN UNEXPECTED CONTRACT

Since your blind date that took place three months ago, you've actively gone out of your way to avoid Seungcheol at work. That's been a little difficult occasionally due to the fact that your boss Jeonghan is best friends with the CEO of the company. Whenever you knew Seungcheol was on the floor looking for Jeonghan, you've made yourself scarce.

You don't know that the CEO is a smart man and is well aware you're avoiding him. He's wanted to text you too many times to count, but he can tell by the way you're avoiding him that you won't respond.

Seungcheol day started with his father meeting him in his office. His father is sitting in his chair at his desk.

"Good morning father." Seungcheol says before sitting his bag down on his desk.

"Son, I have important things to discuss with you."

Seungcheol lets out a heavy sigh before sitting down across from him. He just wants this conversation over with quickly.

"Your mother and I have been discussing things and it's clear you have no intention of settling down. We've decided to set you up in an arranged marriage." The room suddenly feels suffocatingly small. The word 'arranged marriage' keeps playing in mind on repeat.

"What?"

"Your mother has a perfect woman to be your wife. Lena comes from the Park family that owns the Park Finacal Banks." Seungcheol knows exactly who he is talking about. The idea of being thrown into an arranged marriage with a stuck up narcissistic heiress makes him want to throw up.

All of Seungcheol's logical thoughts are slipping out of his brain at a rapid pace. "I'm seeing someone!" He shouts.

"You are?"

"Yes. We were keeping things private."

"Who is she?"

"She works for our company. She's Jeonghan assistant."

"She's poor?" His father sounds extremely confused.

"What she makes doesn't matter to me. The only thing that matters is the fact we're in love."

His father leans forward, resting his elbows on the desk. "How long have you been seeing her?"

"Three months."

"You either marry her, or the Park's daughter."

"It's too soon for us to get married."

"If she rejects your proposal, you'll marry Lena." His father stands up.

Seungcheol feels stuck in his place. His father walks out of his office as Seungcheol tries to wrap his brain around what just happened.

The door slams shut and Seungcheol instantly snaps out of it. He stands up quickly and rushes out of his office. His assistant Seungkwan stands up.

"Seungcheol, is everything okay?"

"I got to go. Move my meeting to tomorrow. Tell them I'm dealing with an emergency."

Seungcheol walks to the elevator in a rush. The doors open and quickly walks in. His office is on the seventeenth floor. He presses the sixteenth floor the one you and Jeonghan work on. He needs to get to you before you can hide from him. The doors open and he rushes to your desk, outside of Jeonghan office.

Your eyes go wide at the sight of him rushing to you. "I need to talk to you, please don't run and hide."

"Okay." You say softly.

He barges into Jeonghan's office. Jeonghan looks up from his computer very confused. "I'm taking your assistant for the day. Tell Joshua to find someone to fill in for her."

"What the fuck is happening?" Jeonghan is extremely confused.

"I'm going to propose to your assistant and hope that she says yes."

"That doesn't explain anything, Cheol. I've never seen you speak to her."

Seungcheol let's out a heavy sigh. "Come to my house after eight and I'll explain everything. Just ask Joshua to get you a second assistant."

Seungcheol walks out of Jeonghan office and sees you still sitting at your desk, looking extremely nervous.

"You're not fired or anything, so don't worry about that. Just grab your purse and anything you bring with you everyday. We're not coming back to office today."

Silently you stand up and grab your purse. "Um, sir, I can't really afford to miss work."

"You'll be paid for today, don't worry."

With your purse in hand you follow Seungcheol to the elevator. Silently, you stand there waiting for the doors to open. The elevator dings and you both step inside.

Seungcheol his the underground level for the parking garage. You stand there not sure what you should say to him.

"I'm aware you're not Angel, just so you know."

Your heart instantly drops. "I'm sorry."

"It's fine. I'm not mad about it."

"Angel is seeing someone else her parents don't know about. Did you know all along I wasn't Angel?"

"Yeah, I have a good memory, and recognized you immediately."

The elevator dings and the doors open. You both step out into the parking garage.

"Did you drive here?" He asks.

"No, I took the train. I don't own a car."

"Okay, follow me to my car." He starts walking toward his CEO parking spot.

"Sir, where are we going?"

"To lunch and to discuss a contract."

You follow him to his expense all black Maserati. He stands on the passenger side and opens the door. Sliding into a sport car that looks too expensive to touch, you're extremely confused by everything that's happening.

Seungcheol gets into the drivers seat silently as he starts the car. He turns on the radio to help cut the awkward silence. The drive to the restaurant isn't too long. He pulls up to an expensive looking hotel. He hands the keys to the valet before he walks around and quickly opens your door.

"Come on." He says.

You follow behind him with your heels clacking against the expensive marble flooring.

Workers bow their heads at Seungcheol as he heads towards the elevator. He presses the button and the doors slide open. Silently, you stand next to him. You have zero clue why he dragged you out of work and brought you here.

He presses the button to the seventeenth floor. He checks his watch and glances over at you. The silence between you is deafening.

The doors slide open and he hold his hand out, guesturing for you to go first.

He walks up an expensive looking restaurant. The host immediately lights up. "Mr. Choi." The host bows his head.

"Two please."

Immediately you're led off through the expensive restaurant. You've seen lunches here booked on Jeonghan schedule. You're led over to a plush booth that overlooks the city.

The waitress immediately comes over and places two glasses of wine in front of you. You can't even pick up the menu, you just stare at Seungcheol.

"I'm aware your name isn't Angel."

"I'm sorry."

"It's fine. I recognized you the moment you sat down."

He doesn't say anything else. He just opens the menu. "Do you know what you would like to eat?"

"I'm not hungry." You appetite disappeared as you were pulled away from work.

"Please, order something." He folds the menu placing it down in front of him.

The waitress comes back for the order and Seungcheol orders himself the salmon. The waitress turns to you, and you just blankly stare at the man across from you.

"My date will take the lemon chicken." He says, handing over the menu.

The silence between you is incredibly loud. Seungcheol's eyes are fixated on you. Grabbing the glass of wine he takes a big gulp. He doesn't even bother slowly sipping on it.

"Mr. Choi, what is this about?" You finally break the silence.

"You didn't call me Mr. Choi on our date. Please call me Seungcheol or Cheol." He raises his brow before taking another drink of wine.

"That date was a mistake on my part." If you could go back in time you would never let Angel convince you to go out.

His brows furrow together. "A mistake?"

"Yes, a mistake. I lied to you, and that's not fair to you."

"I don't care that you lied to me."

It's your turn to now furrow your brows. "You don't?"

"No I don't care."

"Oh." You thought for sure he was mad about your lies.

"I'm here because I have a business proposal for you." He takes a deep breath. "My father informed me today, that he plans on setting me up into an arranged marriage."

"What does that have to do with me?"

"Well you see, I told him I can't marry someone else, because I'm seeing someone and I'm very serious about them." You have no clue who he could possibly be talking about.

"Yeah?" You ask.

"I told him I'm dating you, Jeonghan's assistant." His words if you like an ice cold bucket of water. Your stomach drops and you're rendered speechless. "I know it's crazy. See, here's the thing, my father says I either propose to you, and marry you or I'm marrying Lena from the Park Bank family." You know exactly who he's talking about, Angel has mentioned her on multiple occasions. According to your best friend Lena is a narcissistic, social climber.

You open your mouth to speak but nothing comes out. Seungcheol leans back in his chair, and lets out a sigh.

"What are you asking of me?" You finally find the right words to say.

"I'm asking you to be my fiancée. We don't have to get married right away or anything. But I need you to play the role of my fiancée until my parents push hard enough for us to get married. Maybe we can make it a long engagement and I'll figure out an exit plan." He's absolutely insane. Your eyes are wide, and all you can do is blink at him. You can't process the fact, that he basically just proposed to you.

Reaching out, you grab your glass of wine, and without another thought, start chugging the rich liquid.

"I know this is crazy."

You set the empty glass on the table. "Am I being punished for lying to you?"

"No, not at all. I just thought this could be beneficial to both of us." He shakes his head.

"Beneficial?"

"Yes, you'll move into my penthouse, and I'll take care of you."

"To sleep with you? I know I lied, but I'm not sleeping with you and playing house with you."

He puts his hands up. "Woo, I'm not asking you to have sex with me. I'll set up the guest room just for you. You'll have your own space, and we can be roommates basically."

"What about my job?" You're pretty sure being engaged to the ceo is against hr policies.

"I'm technically your boss, but Jeonghan is in charge of you. You can continue working for him or I'll get you another position. Or you can be stay at home fiancée. I want to fully support you. If you're going to help me with this, it's the least I can do." Is he offering to be your sugar daddy?

"As a sugar daddy?" You blurt out.

"No, as your fiancé, I would be your providor."

The waitress comes over intrupting this absolutely insane conversation. She pours more wine into each of your glasses. You both go quiet for a moment.

"If I agree to this, what are the rules?" You've struggled to get by off and on through our your life. You realize that this business proposal could be a blessing, you can live comfortably and not worry about money.

"I haven't thought that far ahead. I think the one thing that needs to be clear is, we can't see other people. And when we're in public, we have to act like we're a couple. The only person who can know we're not together is Jeonghan."

"I need to have someone I can talk to about this. I need to tell Angel. She won't tell anyone. She has her own secrets she keeps hid away, and won't share ours." Seungcheol wants to laugh at the fact that of all people you bring up the girl that started this whole mess for you.

"Okay. I'll get you a proper engagement ring today. I want to have you moved in by the end of the week."

The waitress walks over and sets your food down in front of you.

"By the way, you're going to have to be comfortable sharing kisses and holding my hand in public." The idea of sharing public affection with Seungcheol doesn't sound terrible.

He reaches out, holding his hand over the table. "Darling, do we have a deal?" Reaching out your grab his hand and shake it.

"I accept your business proposal."

THE HOTTEST NEW COUPLE

Everything has felt like a whirlwind. Seungcheol was true to his word, he got you a beautiful engagement ring, and three days after your agreement, you had moved out of your studio apartment into his huge penthouse.

With the help of Seungkwan, he made sure your bedroom was perfect. The guestroom that is now your room is absolutely beautiful, and it even has its own ensuite bathroom with a beautiful claw foot tub, and a shower that can comfortably have four people in it. Seungcheol stocked it, with all the products you use. He wasn't lying when he said he would take care of you. He brought over all your clothes, and even bought you a ton of new stuff to wear.

You get to work two days before it's all over the news that you and Seungcheol are engaged. As soon as everyone knows, things instantly change.

Walking into work with Seungcheol, you can feel everyone's eyes trained on you. The two front desk girls who are the biggest gossips intentally watch. Seungcheol shoots them both a smile before lacing his fingers with yours.

The two girls immediately leans in and clearly start whispering to each other.

Looking down while you walk, you try your hardest to ignore all the staring.

The doors to the elevator slide open, and Seungcheol leads you inside. He doesn't release your hand as he presses the button to the floor you work on.

There is a long beat of silence. "The people are going to talk about our relationship, but I just need you to ignore it."

"Okay." You aren't exactly sure how you can just ignore people whispering about you.

"It should calm down shortly."

The elevator stops on your floor and Seungcheol instantly can tell you're stressed. He releases your hand. "Hey, everything will be okay."

"Okay." You don't know if your saying that for him, or yourself.

The doors open and you step out. Seungcheol stays back and gives you a smile before the doors close.

Walking through the office, you can feel too many eyes on you. You head straight for Jeonghan’s office. You give his closed door a knock before stepping inside. You've never been happier that Jeonghan gets to work early.

Jeonghan is sitting at his desk leaning back sipping a coffee. "You know Joshua got me a second assistant, you don't have to rush in here bright and early now."

"I'm kinda freaking out and need a moment away from all of the gossips that work for this company." Jeonghan may be your boss, but you have grown to consider him your friend.

"Oh, I see news of your engagement hit the media."

You sit down in the chair in front of his desk. "I'm not used to this. Seungcheol is used to this, the media has always loved him. Before all of this no one knew who I was."

"The media circus will calm down soon. You guys will be the hot gossip for maybe a week."

You hate being the center of attention and this is making you feel uncomfortable. "I don't like that I know that everyone in the this office is talking about me."

"Don't let them bother you." Jeonghan sits his iced latte on the table.

"It's hard not to."

"Mina is working at her desk outside. Why don't your grab your laptop and work in my office for now?" Mina is Jeonghan second assistant Seungcheol requested he got.

"Don't you need privacy?"

"No."

"What about meetings?"

"There is a conference room on this floor and the big one on floor ten." Jeonghan has clearly thought about this.

"Okay."

Things from this day shifted. Everyone officially knows about your engagement. Jeonghan has gone out of his way to protect you from people talking about. He may be your boss, but through this he's become one of your closest friends.

Living in Seungcheol's penthouse feels strange. His large penthouse doesn't feel like home. You just feel like a guest, living here for now.

It's been a long day at work, since Seungcheol has to stay over for a meeting Jeonghan offers to drop you off.

Arriving at your new home, you slip off your heels and head towards your room. Looking through your drawers, you find some lounge wear to change into. After a long day at work, a scorching hot shower sounds amazing.

Walking into the bathroom you strip away your clothes. Stepping into the shower, you try to turn your brain off. This whole engagement with Seungcheol is still a lot to process.

Standing under the hot water, you try your hardest to turn off your brain, but you can't. You just keep thinking about the way everyone now looks at you.

There is this little voice inside your head that says people probably just think you're a gold digger.

Shaking your head, you try and push away the nasty thoughts. Grabbing your favorite shampoo, you start washing your hair.

Getting out of the shower you get dressed in the comfy clothes you picked out. Your bare feed pad across the hardwood floor as you make your way to the kitchen. Opening the fridge, you look for the ingredients to make something to eat. Cooking has always been one thing you like to do to relax.

Opening the drawer you find two steaks. You hestiate to pick them up. It feels weird to use things without asking for permission, but Seungcheol has told you a few time, that anything in the house is yours.

Pulling the steaks from the fridge you look for some veggies that would go good with them.

Grabbing your phone, you turn on some music. You sing along to each song as you prep your dinner. Maybe if Seungcheol doesn't get home super late, he can enjoy a warm meal for dinner.

You get lost in the music, and cooking. You plate the steak giving it time to rest. Walking over to the wine friend in the counter, you find a bottle of wine. You stare a the label for a moment, hoping and praying you didn't pick an insanely expensive bottle. Reaching into the cupboard you grab a glass.

You pour the deep cherry colored wine into the glass. The merlot tastes devine.

Sitting at the table by yourself you enjoy your second glass of wine. You're taking your time eating, hoping Seungcheol will be home soon. You know you can just ask him when he'll be home, but for some reason that feels inappropriate to you.

Scrolling through your phone as you slowly eat, you can't help but smile as the front door opens. A very exhausted looking Seungcheol walks in.

He looks up at the table and finds you giving him a gentle smile.

"Hi." He awkwardly waves.

"I made dinner for you."

You stand up quickly, and rush towards the kitchen. Seungcheol takes his time taking off his bag, and walks towards the dining area. Walking back into the dining area you place down the plate and bring another glass for wine.

"This looks amazing." Seungcheol is learning that you love cooking.

"Thank you. Sorry if you were saving these steaks."

He takes a seat across from where you were sitting. "Anything is this house is yours." He's told you this so many times. It's just extremely hard to wrap your mind around that.

Reaching out he grabs the bottle of wine, and pours himself a glass. Having dinner with him like this feels very domestic. It feels almost a little too real.

You eat in silence for a few minutes before he speaks again. "Sorry I had to stay so late at work. I'm trying really hard not to be as much of a workaholic." Anyone who knows him knows what a hard worker he is. He's always been known for speanding countless late night hours at the office. You've been there a handful of times with Jeonghan working late with him.

"My father called."

"What did he say?" You know that Seungcheol and his father's relationship can't be kind of difficult at times.

"He saw the news of our engagement, and has requested for us to join them for dinner one night." The idea of having dinner with Seungcheol's family is quite terrifying. You're sure they're nice people but they're extremely rich and live an very different life style then the one you're used to.

You knit your brows together, unsure of how to respond.

"I told them it can't be anytime soon, that we're very busy."

"Oh."

"We can avoid that dinner for a while. I have to travel quite a bit for work soon, and you won't be meeting them without me."

"Okay." Grabbing the glass of wine, you take another big drink.

"Hey." He reaches out, taking your hand. "I know this isn't a normal engagement, but just know that we're a team. I have your back, when you agreed to help me that meant we became partners." You still barely know him, but you can't help but feel as if you're catching feelings for him. Seungcheol is truly the ultimate man. It would be nearly impossible not to have a crush on him.

OH HES A GENTLEMAN

The media is having a hay day with the fact one of the cities most eligible bachelors is now taken. Everyone one online is talking about your "secret relationship." Too many threads online are speculating about how long you have been together.

Everyday you go into work holding Seungcheol's hand, and every afternoon you sit in his office eating lunch. Sometimes it's just the two of you, and occasionally Jeonghan will join.

He finds it quite humorous, watching the two of you play the role of the happily engaged couple.

You've be technically engaged for three weeks, and outside of work you haven't done anything together other then relax at home. You've had a handful of movie night, the select times Seungcheol is working from home on something.

Today, he came home from a meeting out of the office after eight. It's one of those night you didn't feel like cooking, so you settled for ordering yourself takeout from your favorite Thai food place, and made yourself comfortable on the couch, reading a book. Seungcheol barges in holding a shopping bag from Prada.

"Hi, darling." Ever since he proposed he started calling your this nickname. You won't complain though, you find it charming. You've never had anyone call you a sweet pet name.

"Hi, Cheol."

Pulling the blanket off your lap, you place your book down and walk over towards Seungcheol. "Did you go shopping?" You realized immediately that Seungcheol has a love for luxury designer items. All his suits he wears to the office are designer. Your favorite ones, being his Prada ones.

"I got you something." He holds the bag out towards you.

"Why?" You're very much not used to him buying you things, let alone expensive luxury items.

"Because you're my fiancée, and I saw this and thought of you."

Sitting the bag on the table, you pull out the tissue and find a black box with a bow on it. Your heart drops already knowing what's inside. One day while you were leaving work together you saw a woman with this bag and you told him how that was your dream bag. Your first mistake was letting him know you had a desire to own something expensive like this.

Opening the box, you want to cry at the sight, of the beautiful black leather bag, you've always dreamed of owning. To be quite honest, you're a little caught off guard by how much he's spoiling you. You have to remind yourself that this is a business transaction. That there are no romantic intentions behind his purchase. You need to tell yourself this a gift from a "friend."

"Seungcheol, this is beautiful." He gives you a crooked smile.

"I'm glad you like it." The second he knew you wanted this bag, he fully planned on buying it for you.

Your eyes start to water, you reach up pushing away your tears before they can fall. You can't help but feel embarrassed for crying in front of him. "I was thinking, even though this is a business transaction, that maybe we could still go on dates." You've been thinking about brining this up for the last few days. Angel had put the idea into your brain. Your best friend loves the idea that you and Seungcheol are living together. According to her, Seungcheol will treat you right and take care of you. She not wrong, you haven't been together that long and Seungcheol is actively going out of his way to be an amazing partner to you.

He nods and smiles. "I would love to take you out on dates." He steps toward you and leans in and presses his lips to your cheek for a gentle kiss. "How about we go out tomorrow night?"

"I would love that."

"What are you reading?"

"Just some romance novel Angel has been talking about nonstop." Your best friend has always loved a spicy romance novel, she's even roped you into reading them with her.

"What did you do for dinner?" Seungcheol asks as he removes his suit jacket.

"I ordered Thai food."

"Is there any left?"

"Yeah, I ordered enough for both of us."

You lead him into the kitchen and help dish him a plate. Sitting at the kitchen table, you silently read your book as he eats dinner.

-

Seungcheol made a big deal to both Seungkwan and Jeonghan that he need to be off on time today. He's gone out of his way to plan a romantic date night for you both.

Sitting at Jeonghan's desk, you're working on organizing his meetings for the next few days.

"You know your adoring fiancé is making a big deal about some date night?" Jeonghan looks up from his phone.

Your cheeks warm with blush. "Is he?"

"You now for this just being a business transaction, he's putting in a lot of effort to woo you." You thought when Seungcheol made this proposition, that this would simply be a business transaction, but things from the very beginning have felt a little too real.

The moment you clock out of work, Seungcheol is already at Jeonghan's office, ready to pick you up.

He's dressed in your favorite navy Prada suit he owns. In his hand he's holding a beautiful bouquet of red roses.

Jeonghan leans back in his desk chair, holding back a laugh. He's eating up the fact that Seungcheol is putting in a real effort.

"Are you ready to go?" Seungcheol asks, holding the bouquet out.

"Yes." Thank god you wore your favorite dress to work today, and decided to actually wear a pair of heels.

"Did you send Seungkwan off to pick those up?" Jeonghan chimes in.

"No." Seungcheol responds before grabbing your hand.

The second you step out of Jeonghan's office, hand in hand with the ceo of the company, all eyes are on you. Blush creeps up on your neck, realizing everyone in eye shot is staring at you.

Seungcheol squeezes your hand, snapping you out of your thoughts. He stops at the elevator. Leaning down his lips brush your ear. "Darling, ignore all of them."

Reaching, he presses the button. Silently you glance up at him. "You look beautiful." If only he knows that you wore a sexy red matching lingerie set he probably won't see.

The doors slide open and he leads you inside. As more people join you in the elevator, you end up practically pressed against him.

Walking outside you find Seungcheol’s expensive red Ferrari waiting for you. He wastes no time taking the flowers and holding the door open for you.

He jumps in the drive seat and puts the flowers back in your lap.

The drive to the restaurant is filled with a comfortable silence, as Seungcheol hums along to the radio.

You've learned since living with him, he loves singing along the radio lightly, and singing when he's in the shower.

He pulls the car up to the valet and you immediately recognize this restaurant. You've booked a few very important meetings for Jeonghan here. This place is crazy expensive.

The passenger door opens and Seungcheol is holding his hand out for you. "Come on, darling."

Your heels click against the marble floor. Hand in hand he leads you to host. "Two for Choi." He says holding up two fingers.

The hostess leads you over to a booth tucked away in the corner. Sliding into the booth, he sits down across from you. The hostess sits down a simple paper menu down in front of you. This place is known for the Omakase style. The sushi chef here is world renowned.

The waitress comes back over, and Seungcheol orders a nice bottle of sake.

Dinner is absolutely incredible. You've never had sushi this delicious before. The whole time you're eating and talking you can't help but notice how Seungcheol lights up as he talks to you. If you didn't know any better you might be think has feelings for you.

"Thank you for taking me out." You say before taking a sip of your sake.

"This is nice. We should try and go on a date once, or twice a week." When he talks to you like this, it's hard to tell yourself that this isn't real.

"I would like that."

The bill arrives and before the waitress can even put it down, Seungcheol is holding up his black card. You don't even want to know how expensive this date was.

Leaving the restaurant, Seungcheol immediately laces his fingers with yours. "Do you have room for dessert?" He ask before walking up to the valet.

"Yes."

"How do you feel about vanilla soft serve?"

"It sounds delicious."

Tugging on your hand, he leads you down the street to a little ice cream shop next door. He holds the door open, stepping inside you're reminded how overdressed you are. Your heels click against the tile. Seungcheol never releases your hand as he walks up and orders to cones.

The lady working the counter hands your a tall vanilla ice cream cone. Seungcheol leads your over to a little table by the window. He releases your hand as he helps you sit down. He takes his place across from you.

You slide your tongue through the creamy and sweet vanilla soft serve. Seungcheol's eyes stay on you, watching you enjoy your sweet treat.

"Have you been here before?" You ask before taking another lick.

"I like to come here after meetings. If it's a bad meeting it's a little pick me up, and if it's a good meeting, it's a celebration."

"What would you call this?"

"A celebration, after a nice date."

After ice cream you finally head back home. The whole ride you can't stop thinking about the way Seungcheol was looking at you. Recently, he's been flirting quite a bit, and things are just starting to feel too real. You realize maybe you really want things to be real.

THE TALK OF THE TOWN

Something about today feels off. Your morning started by spilling your coffee, and by the time you arrived to work with Seungcheol you're fed up with the constant stares from everyone at work.

Standing in the copy room, you're atempting to scan some items in peace. The door opens and you glance over to find two girls who work in accounting whispering and softly giggling. Taking a deep breath, you try and push away the negative thoughts floating around in your brain.

You know Seungcheol is used to being the talk around town, and having everyone stare at him, but you aren't used to this. You feel like a circus act.

Grabbing your papers, you quickly exit the room. You can feel both their eyes burning into you. Walking through office you can feel everyone continue to watch you.

Busting into Jeonghan office, you desperately need to escape everyone's prying eyes.

He looks up from his computer and knits his brows together. You must look absolutely frazzled.

"Are you okay?"

Closing your eyes you take another deep breath trying to gather yourself. "Yes." Lying feels like the best option at the moment.

"Sit down and stop lying to me."

Placing the papers down on the desk you sit across from him.

"What is going on?" He reaches for his coffee that's sitting next to him.

"I'm tired of everyone staring at me, and everyone talking about me when I enter a room here." You say quickly.

"Don't let them get to you, they're just jealous."

"Jeonghan, it's not that easy." You sigh.

"I know. But just know that Seungcheol and I will always have your back."

"Your fiancé has a meeting during lunch." He always gives you a mischievous smile whenever he refers to Seungcheol as your fiancé. "How about we go get some lunch together?"

"That would be nice."

Jeonghan leads you out of the office. You aren't sure what he has planned, but you follow him to the little cafe on the corner. The holds up two fingers and waiteess immediately leads you to the table by the window.

You sit down across from Jeonghan, picking up the menu. You realize you've had food delivered from this restaurant before for him.

"This is the place with your favorite chicken pesto sandwich."

"I was gonna order us lunch from here, but you clearly need an hour away from the office." Jeonghan sets his menu down. "I'm going to recommend my favorite, the chicken pesto. I would also suggest getting the lychee lemonade."

"How about you order for me," you give him a smile.

The waitress comes back and Jeonghan does order for you. This place is cute. Looking around, you wonder if Seungcheol would have lunch with you here one day.

The waitress comes back over and sets down a glass of ice cold lemonade in front of you, and a latte in front of Jeonghan.

"So, how is life being engaged?" He asked as he sticks his straw in his latte.

"Socially not the best, at home with Seungcheol—" At home things are feeling too real, and you cant help but constantly be confused.

Jeonghan raises his brow, before taking a sip of coffee. "Something tells me you're enjoying the aspect of sharing a home with him."

A heavy sigh passes your lips. "I can't talk about this with you. You're his best friend."

He shrugs. "Anything you say to me, won't be repeated. He may be my best friend, but I'm also friends with you."

"Things just feel a little too real right now."

Jeonghan nods before taking a drink of the cold beverage in front of him. "You know, Seungcheol seems happier since you both started the arrangement."

He's not wrong, before all of this started, whenever you would see Seungcheol around the office he was always sporting a frown. These days it's rare you don't see him smiling. The only time he doesn't seem happy, is when his father is in the office.

"He's not the only one that seems happier." You glances at you, raising his brow. "I don't think I have ever seen you this consistently happy." Before Seungcheol, you were a lot more stressed. Your job pays you well, but worrying about paying rent and all your expenses was too stressful at points. It's nice knowing, no matter what Seungcheol will take care of you.

"I feel happier. I spending time with him, and he's great to live with."

"I think you two would make a fantastic couple."

The waitress comes over and sets down both your meals. Jeonghan thanks her, and gives her a gentle smile.

"Aren't we already a couple?"

"I'm saying, if you start acting like this is fully real, you'll be even happier." Jeonghan's words play in your head on repeat. Over the last week or so you've wondered what it would like for your relationship with Seungcheol to be real. Sure, he takes you out and will hold your hand, but you want to know what it's like to kiss him and to be with him fully.

Arriving back at the office, you find Seungcheol by the elevator, with his phone pressed to his ear. The moment he see you and Jeonghan, he gives you a big smile.

Jeonghan nudges you and gently pushes you towards Seungcheol. Glancing over, you see the girls at the front desk clearly watching you, and whispering to each other.

Jeonghan immediately looks over at the girls. The startled look on their faces as he walks towards them says it all. The immediately stand up and bow their heads at him, clearly apologizing.

Seungcheol glances over there as he pockets his phone. He takes a couple steps towards you before pulling you into his chest for a hug.

He kisses the top of your head before you leading you towards the elevator.

-

CRAVING SOMETHING MORE

Sitting in Angel's favorite restaurant downtown, you're sipping on a latte listening to her talk about the crazy things Soonyoung has done to her in bed recently. It's been so long since you've been intimate with anyone, that hearing about her sex life is reminding you how much you miss sex.

"You look like you're zoning out." Angel says before taking a sip of her own latte.

"I'm listening." You raise your brow, leaning back.

"What's going through your mind?"

"Nothing." You don't want to have this conversation, let alone have it in the middle of a cafe.

"I don't believe you." She pouts. "Just tell me what's going on."

Reaching for your coffee, you take another sip of your ice latte. "Fine. I'm just thinking about the fact I miss being intimate with someone."

"Girl, last time I check you lived with a super hot buff guy who calls himself your fiancé."

"It's not that easy. We both know he's not fully my fiancé."

Angel dramatically rolls her eyes. "Um, last time I checked random men don't buy just any girl a Prada bag she's always dreamed of."

"He did that just to be nice." You look at said bag sitting on the table next to you.

"Girl, if you're missing sex and being intimate with someone, ride your sexy fake fiance." Angel has never been one to mend her words.

You're in the middle of a crowded cafe. The last thing you need is to have people hearing about your so called relationship with with Seungcheol. "Angel." You look around hoping no one is paying attention.

"What? You're the one who clearly seems to be pent up. Sometning tells me, your fiance would be down."

"Keep it down. I don't need the whole cafe in my business."

Angel smirks before taking a sip of her drink. "Are you bringing Seungcheol to my birthday tonight?"

"Yes." When you invited Seungcheol, you weren't sure if he would agree. It's been a few months since you've been faking your relationship, but you haven't attempted a social outing like this.

"Make a move on him tonight. Have yourself a little cocktail and loosen up and tell him you want to ride him into the sun." You can't even respond you just stare at her absolutely embarrassed. "Wear that skin tight lace dress I bought you. I promise you, Seungcheol won't be able to keep his hands to himself."

-

Arriving at Angel's luxury penthouse, you're dressed in the skimpiest dress you own. Standing outside the door, you keep attempting to smooth out the front of your dress. Seungcheol is standing next to you in a pair of black jeans, a white shirt that hugs his large frame, and a leather jacket. Looking down at your feet, you realize these high heels might have been a mistake.

"You look gorgeous by the way."

"Huh?" You look up at him, knitting your brows together.

"You keep messing with your dress, and I just want to let you know, you look incredible." He reaches out, taking your hand away from your stomach.

"I feel like the dress is too tight and makes my stomach stand out." You've always been a little bit self conscious about your body, and this dress isn't helping that.

"I promise you, you look sexy as hell."

Your ears burn with embarrassment. "Thank you."

The door swing opens and you find Angel standing there. "Come inside now." She grabs your free hand, pulling you and Seungcheol inside.

Her place is filled to the brim with too many people to count. Looking around, you see some familiar faces, and too people you have never seen before. She leads you off to her room where Soonyoung is sitting on her bed.

"Hi." He awkwardly waves to you and Seungcheol.

Angel releases your hand and walks over to Soonyoung. You immediately notice how he lights up instantly.

"I have the good alcohol tucked away in here. The last thing I need is people getting into my thousand dollar scotch." She walks over and grabs the expensive bottle of the dresser.

"How about we takes shots to celebrate my birthday?" She smiles.

"Sure." Seungcheol responds.

Soonyoung hops off the bed and goes over to the bar cart by her huge walk in closet. He comes back holding four crystal glass shot glasses.

Angel runs off to her closet while Soonyoung pours the dark liquor. She comes back dressed in a completely different dress. She wearing a vintage dress that looks incredible on her.

Soonyoung passes around the shots. Seungcheol raises his and says, "to the birthday girl."

Everyone takes their shots. The dark liquor burns as it slides down your throat. Your eyes stay trained on Seungcheol, watching as he's absolutely unfazed by the strong liquor.

Everyone puts there shot glasses back. Standing close to Seungcheol, he throws his arm over your shoulder, holding you close to him.

"My room is off limits to anyone who isn't in here now. If you guys need some privacy feel free to come in here." She raises her eyes brows at both of you suggestively.

Glancing up at Seungcheol you see him biting back a smile.

Reaching over, she grabs Soonyoung's hand and leads him out of her room. You're left standing their was Seungcheol.

"Should we go be social?" He asks.

"Probably."

Heading out of her room, you head off toward the kitchen. The kitchen is filled with people. Seungcheol makes his way to the fridge. He pulls out a bottle of beer and cracks it open.

"What would you like to drink?" He asks loud enough for you to hear over the booming music.

"I'll take a beer." He hands you the one he already opened and grabs another one.

It's not long before some of your friends find you, and immediately start chatting with Seungcheol. It seems everyone wants to know your "fiancée". You can't blame them, he's extremely charming and kind. You spend your night making small talk people. The whole night Seungcheol is by your side. Even when he's talking to someone else, you have his attention. His hand is always on you in one way or another. His hand on the small of your back makes every logical thought start slowly slipaway.

You excuse yourself, needing a moment to think. Walking through the crowded penthouse, you make your way to Angel's room. Heading to the ensuite bathroom you take your time using the restroom, before touching up your lip oil. You stare into the mirror, and start soothing out your dress.

A knock on the door startles you. You open door and aren't surprised to see Seungcheol standing there. His jacket is off, and your eyes instantly travel across his broad chest. This man looks mouth watering in absolutely anything he wears.

"I shouldn't have followed you, clearly you want space." He mumbles.

You shake your head. "I just needed a moment. I'm glad you followed me."

Without saying another word he steps towards you. He stands so close to you, there is barely any distance between you. Looking up at him you stand a slow breath. His large hand rest on rests on your cheek. Parting your lips slightly. He drags his thumb across your bottom lip.

"You're so pretty." He rasp. You can't think of anything to say, you just slowly blink at him. "My pretty fiancée." Leaning in his nose brushes against yours.

"Seungcheol?"

"Yes, darling?"

"Don't play games with me."

A smile tugs at his lips. "I would never do that."

The moment his lips touch you, the oxygen as been sucked out of the room. One hand holds your face, while the other rests on your side, holding you close to him. One of your hand clutches his shirt.

Your lips move together as if your need each other to breathe. He pulls back slightly and gives you a smile. He turns your body so you're pressed against the wall. Your dress rises up your thighs. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you pull him down towards you.

Kissing him is intoxicating. Any liquor you had during the party is long gone from your veins. Now you're drunk on Seungcheol. His hands rest on your hips, holding your close to him. You don't know how long you've been kissing for. His lips muffle your moans.

Pulling back, his lips are smeared with your lip oil. You both look slightly disheveled. You should be enjoying the fact that you finally kissed, but right now the only thing you can think about is what this means.

"We should go home." He says, pulling away. Your stomach sinks instantly. Your heart rate picks up as anxiety kicks in. Maybe you shouldn't have made out with your fake fiancé.

The car ride back to the house, feels different. Seungcheol hand is resting on your thigh. You catch him occasionally glancing over at you.

The moment you're inside, Seungcheol says goodnight before quickly kissing your forehead and disappearing off into his room.

After finally stripping away your tight lace dress that's left you feeling uncomfortable all night, you finally step into a hot shower.

The hot water helps strip away the tension. No matter how hard you try, you can't get the feeling of Seungcheol's lips on yours out of your mind.

NOTHING MORE THAN A GOLD DIGGER

It's been a week since your kiss you shared, and absolutely nothing has changed. There are still the lingering touches from him and longing looks from you, but nothing more has happened.

It's been clear since this morning that Seungcheol isn't having a good day. It's a Saturday and normally neither of you work on the weekends. Today is different though, Seungcheol has spent all morning locked away in his office.

You spend the morning out with Angel getting lunch and you thought maybe by the time you returned home Seungcheol would be done working.

Sitting on the couch, you're mindlessly scrolling through your phone. Seungcheol's office door opens. He closes the door and pauses, taking a deep breath. He walks out into the living room and finds you sitting on the couch.

"Are you okay?" You close your phone, and sit it down on the couch next to you.

"I'm sorry to do this, but we have to go to my parents house for dinner tonight." The frustrated look on his face lets you know everything you need to know. He moves and sits down on the couch next you. He leans back, letting out a heavy sigh.

"I don't mind going." It's not exactly a lie. You will absolutely go to stand by Seungcheol side, but you're quite scared to meet his parents. Specifically his father.

He pushes himself up, resting his elbows on his knees. "I'm not saying this because you don't always look nice, but I need you to look extra nice tonight. My parents are judgy." You know what he means, you don't take offense to what he says.

"What should I wear?"

"Why don't you wear that Chanel dress I bought you, and pair of heels?" You know the exact dress he's talking about. He randomly gave it to you last week, and you told yourself you were going to save it for a special occasion. You didn't expect that special occasion to be meeting his parents.

"Okay. What time are we going?"

"Can you be ready by five?" That's two hours away, it won't take you that long to get ready.

"Yeah."

You both go your separate ways, Seungcheol heads off to his room, and you head off to your bathroom.

Turning the shower on, you let the water warm up. Stripping away your clothes you step into the warm water. Tonight calls for an everything shower. You wash your hair, scrub your body with you warm vanilla scented sugar scrub, before you take your time shaving.

After the shower you take your time, applying your fancy body oils, and lotions. Your goal is to feel as nice as possible tonight.

Heading off to the closet you find the exact dress Seungcheol gave you. The dress fits perfectly. The only problem is, you can't reach the back zipper. Picking up your heels you walk out into the living room. You glance into the kitchen to find Seungcheol standing there drinking what looks to be a glass of whiskey.

You drop your heels on the floor and walk towards. One of your hands is across your chest, holding up your dress.

"Can you help me with the zipper?"

He nods and walks up towards. Turning around you make sure your hair is out of the way. Slowly he slides the zipper up.

"There you go."

You turn back around to face him. His eyes slowly travel up and down your body, clearly checking you out.

"You look beautiful."

"Hopefully your parents like me." It shouldn't matter if they do, this whole relationship is fake, but you desperately want them to like you.

He stares at you trying to figure out what to say. He wants his parents to like you, but he knows how his father is.

"My dad is tough, but my mother is kind." He walks over and picks up the glass of whiskey. He chugs the rest of the liquid and doesn't even flinch.

"We should go." You say.

Arrive at Seungcheol's family home, you can't help but be in awe at how beautiful their home is.

Seungcheol parks his car in the driveway. The moment he's parked he hops out to open your door. He's clearly a mixture of nervous and frustrated.

Hand in hand he leads you to the front door. "No matter what, I have you back." Is the last thing he says before the door is opened.

Walking in you're immediately greeted by his mother. She's excited to see you both. She pulls Seungcheol in for a hug.

"Mother, this is my fiance." He does even get to say your name before his mother is pulling you in.

"Seungcheol said you're pretty, and he's not wrong, you're beautiful." Blush creeps across your cheeks. She releases you and leads you both towards the kitchen.

"Let's have a glass of wine."

Looking around the expensive hi-tech kitchen, you're truly reminded how different both your tax brackets are.

"Seungcheol, go get your father and tell him it's dinner time."

Seungcheol hand lingers on your lower back for a moment. He knits his brows together and opens his mouth, wanting to tell his mother no.

"I'll be okay." You mouth to him quietly.

Hesitantly, Seungcheol leaves you alone.

You glance over at Mrs. Choi, she gives you a gentle smile, one that reminds you of your own mother. She picks up a glass from the counter, and pours you a glass of white wine.

Taking the glass you stare at it for a moment before taking a sip.

"Seungcheol is a good man." His mother says.

"I know."

"My husband is a tough man, but he's tough because he's trying to protect the things he loves." This is her way of defending him. Seungcheol rarely speaks of his father, it's clear to you that they have quite a few issues.

"I would never do anything to hurt Seungcheol." You've fallen in love with her son, the last thing you want to do is hurt him.

"I can tell by the way that you both look at each other that you're in love." You stomach drops. Your feelings you have for Seungcheol don't feel like they're being reciprocated.

"He's a great man."

"I asked Seungcheol if you had any food allergies. I asked our chef to make something special for dinner tonight." She gives you another smile before taking a drink of her wine.

Seungcheol comes back alone. He can't hide the irritated look on his face. "He'll join us in a little while. Let's start dinner." He grabs your hand leading you towards the dining room.

Walking into the dining room, you're greeted by a long marble table. Four places are already set. Seungcheol shows you to your place and sits down next to you. His mother sits down across from you.

Silently, you sit there listening to Seungcheol and his mother talk. Its clear he's quite distant recently. She's a sweet lady, and it's clear she cares about her son.

The chef comes out and places down plates in front of you. The food looks absolutely delicious. Quitely you eat, listening to Mrs. Choi talk about a charity dinner she's hosting.

The moment Mr. Choi walks in the room the mood shifts. Mrs. Choi stands up to greet him. The feeling of Seungcheol large hand resting on your thigh instantly catches your attention.

"You must be my son's fiancée. The assistant." The way he's says your job title sounds degrading.

"Nice to meet you." Your voice is meek. You feel like you don't belong here.

"Don't speak to her like that." Seungcheol immediately responds.

His father barks out a laugh, sitting down at the table, across from him. A screaming silence takes over the room. The tension is so thick you can cut it with a knife. His father doesn't say anything else as another round of food is brought out.

His mother goes back to talking about her charity event. You silently sit there eating. You can feel Mr. Choi's eyes burning into you.

"So, how did you manage to seduce my son?" He gives you a pointed look.

Glancing at Seungcheol, he grinds his teeth. His hand squeezes your thigh.

"I didn't persue your son."

"That's funny." Mr. Choi barks out another laugh.

"I asked her out. She wouldn't give me the time of day for month. I persued her." Seungcheol responds.

"Seungcheol, you're the cities most eligible bachelor and you picked a gold digger." His venomous works sting. Wincing, You avert your eyes.

Shoving his plate forwards, Seungcheol stands quickly. "You will not speak to my fiancée that way. Darling, let's go home." He reaches for your hand.

"Cheol." his mother stands up quickly.

His father leans back in his chair with his eye burning into you.

"Mother, I'm sorry. I'm not going to sit here and let him speak to her like that."

"Baby, let's go home." He's never called you that before. You can see the desperation behind his eyes.

Standing, you let him lead you out of house. The moment you're outside, he lets out a heavy sigh.

"I'm sorry." Is all he can say.

"It's okay." You're hurt, but that's not his fault.

The car ride home is filled with silence. It's clear Seungcheol is extremely upset. Walking into the house, he pauses and stares at you.

"I'm sorry," he repeats again.

"I'm okay."

Walking over to you, he rests his hand on your cheek. You think for a moment he might kiss you. He leans in and gently kisses your cheek before heading off to his bedroom.

-

No matter how hard you try, you can't sleep. Lying in bed staring at the ceiling, your mind wonders to Seungcheol. Pulling yourself out of bed you glance at yourself in the full length mirror. You're dressed in panties that barely cover your butt and a baggy shirt that hits mid thigh. You should find a robe or something but right now, you just need to to get out of this room. Maybe a glass of water or something will help you relax.

Your sock covered feet pad against the hard wood floor. Walking through the living room, you glance over and see Seungcheol office door is cracked open, light is flickering out into the dark living room.

No thoughts are in your head as you walk towards his office. Not bothering to knock you peak your head in. You find his laptop in front of him. He's dressed in just a pair of cotton gray lounge pants. His beautiful bare torso is on display.

The sound of the door creeking closed catches his attention. Raising his head, his eyes catch yours.

"What are you doing up?" He pushes his chair back a little.

"I couldn't sleep."

"Why?"

"I was worried about you."

He pushes his fingers through his dark hair, and lets out a sigh. "You shouldn't have to worry about me."

You take a step towards his desk. His eyes travel up and down your very exposed legs. Thinking maybe you should have found something else to wear.

"Dinner upset you." You place your hand on the expense marble top desk.

"I was upset, because he was rude to you." He lets out a sigh. "I don't ever want to see you upset, and knowing that my father was intentionally rude to you—" he blinks and looks away. "I just don't like that he treated you that way, and he thought he could say those cruel things to you."

"I don't care what he thinks about me. I just care about what you think." You walk around the desk. He rolls his chair back, giving you room to stand in front of him.

He looks up at you with sad eyes. Reaching our you rest your hand on his cheek. "I don't like seeing you upset."

"I'm not upset anymore."

Pulling back, you rest your butt against his desk. You stare at him, studying him carefully. Ever since that kiss you shared, you've desperately wanted to do it again.

Reaching out he silently mess with the hem of your baggy shirt. "I like your pajamas."

Blush flushes your cheeks. "I should have put a robe on."

He shakes his head, standing quickly. "No, you shouldn't have." He takes a step towards you, caging you in against his desk. The tension in the room is thick. Leaning in he brushes his nose against yours.

"Cheol—"

"Yes, darling?" He pulls back slightly.

"Why haven't you kissed me again since the party?" That kiss you shared has been living in your mind on repeat.

His hand rests on your cheek. Slowly he drags his thumb across your bottom lip. "I was afraid you didn't want me to kiss you again. I feel like I keep messing things up with you."

"I want you to kiss me again." You muster up every single ounce of confidence you have.

"My fiancée wants another kiss?" He raises his brow.

"Please."

He leans in slowly, leaving you desperate for what's to come. First touch of his lips is intoxicating. One hand rest on your hip, while the other holds your face. This kiss feels different, feels desperate and lust filled.

He pulls back and looks are you with lust blown eyes. Both your lips are swollen from the intense kiss.

"More." You whisper.

Without another word, he grabs your hips lifting your on to his desk. The marble is cold against the bare skin of butt and thighs. A shiver runs down your spine. Seungcheol stands between your spread legs, crashing his lips into yours. His lips are air and your oxygen deprived lungs. Wrapping your arms around his neck you hold him close. His hands run up and down your shirt cover sides.

He pulls back just a little to judge your reaction. "More." You repeat as you chase his lips.

Pushing his hand up under your baggy shirt, you feel his calloused hand run along your side. Pushing yourself towards him, you're desperate for more.

One of his hands moves to your butt, groping the flesh through your panties. Absentmindedly, a moan leaves your lips.

"You sound so pretty," he practically moans as his lips make a trail from your jaw down to the most sensitive part of your neck.

"Cheol." You moan his name like a sinful prayer.

He slips his hand under your panties. Grabbing your cheek, and pulling you towards the edge of the desk. It desperate moan leaves your lips, feeling Seungcheol hardened erection pressing against your panty covered core.

"Fuck me." You aren't quite sure where that came from, but you want him so badly it hurts.

"Baby, we shouldn't have our first time on my desk while I'm upset." He pulls back with wide eyes. He's trying his hardest to think logically.

"Okay." You pull back from him. The instant feeling of rejection is almost too hard to bare.

He leans in and presses his lips to yours for a soft kiss, the complete opposite of what you just experienced. "Hey, don't do that. I want you so fucking bad, but I don't want our first time to be like this. You deserve romance, and something sweet. This feels rushed and horny." You definitely weren't expecting him to say that.

"Horny?" You can't help but smile.

"Yes, this feels like we're a couple of horny teens."

"Okay."

"We should go to bed."

He helps you get off the desk. He doesn't move though, he stands right in front of you. Placing his hand on your cheek, he leans down to give you another kiss.

Taking your hand, he leads you out of his office. You wish he would take you to his room, but it's clear he's trying to be a gentleman.

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Falling asleep was nearly impossible after kissing Seungcheol again. You fell asleep dreaming of him.

By the time the morning light was peaking through your curtains, your eyes flutter open.

After last night, you've grown tired of playing cat and mouse with Seungcheol. You're tired of pretending, you want to be with him fully. You're sick of this just being pretend.

Crawling out of bed, you head to the bathroom to quickly brush your teeth. You're hoping you can catch Seungcheol before he goes to the gym for his morning work out.

Your sock covered feet pad across the hardwood floor. Walking up to Seungcheol room, you see the light peaking out from below the door.

Taking a deep breath you knock on the door. You hear his foot steps and the door opens. He knits his brows and stares at you, looking confused. He's dressing in his gym clothes, you must have caught him before he was heading out.

"We need to talk." You say.

"Sure."

"Do you want me?" You're being brave. If you want this game of cat and mouse to end, this is the only way.

"Yeah, my god I want you so bad."

Nothing else is said. Throwing yourself forward you wrap your arms around his neck. Your lips crash together for a searing kiss. Grabbing your hips, he walks you back into his room, your lips never parting as he kisses you, as if he needs you to breathe.

"You're killing me with your pajamas."

Pulling away he reaches for your shirt. He rips it off you quickly, leaving you standing there in just your panties and socks.

His eyes are lust blown. Crashing his lips back into yours, he kissed his way from your lips, down your neck. Biting your bottom lip, you try and hold back a moan.

His fingers hook into your panties, pulling them down your thighs, slowly. Mindlessly he kisses the top of your mound while looking up at you through his lashes.

"Cheol—" his name is nothing more then a desperate moan.

He pulls back with his lips slightly swollen. "Let me take care of you."

"Okay."

"Get on the bed, baby." There he goes calling you baby again. If you aren't already wet, you would be now.

He places a knee on the bed. His eyes are filled with lust as he stares at you. Leaning up on your elbows you watch your fiancé remove his shirt. He tosses it across the room, towards the pile of your clothes.

Sitting on his knees between your spread legs, his large hand gently rubs your thigh. "You're stunning, and seeing you spread out like this for me is driving me crazy."

"Cheol—"

"Seeing you last night in nothing but your panties and that shirt, practically drove me insane. It took everything in me not to give in, and fuck you, just like you asked." His words leave you even more turned on.

"Seungcheol—"

"Yes, darling?" He gives you a wicked grin.

"Please touch me." You've never been one to beg, but right now you'll do anything to be with him.

He moves so he's hovering over you. Tangling your fingers in his hair, you pull him closer to you. He pulls back with the same grin.

"I want to taste you."

Silently, you nod, desperate for more.

He leaves a wet trail of kisses from your jaw down. He drags his tongue between the valley of your breast. He takes his time groping each of your breast. While one hand plays with one breast, the other sucks and toys with your nipple, earning a whining moan from you.

Closing your eyes you toss your head back. "Cheol—"

"Such an impatient girl." He teases.

He goes back to dragging his tongue down the valley of your breast. He spots at the top of your mound.

He moves so he's laying on his stomach with needy core in front of him. You look down at him, and find him staring at you with his lust filled eyes.

"You're already so wet." He drags his fingers through your wet folds. "Did you get wet just from making out?" He takes his finger into his mouth, tasting your slick. "You taste just as sweet as I thought you would."

He takes his time kissing the inside of your thigh couple times, helping to relax you. "Baby, I want you taste you."

He dives into your pussy, like a man starved. He takes his time sucking on your clit while he toys with your entrance.

One of his fingers slide into you with ease. His eyes never leave yours as he toys with you. Then licks fat strips across your clit. He adds another finger, helping to stretch you out. You haven't seen him fully naked, but you know that he's massive. Just based on his built, and how he looks walking around in sweatpants. You know he's packing.

Without thing you tangle your fingers in his dark hair. Pushing your hips up, you desperately try to to bring yourself closer to that edge.

"Baby, you're so needy." He laughs pulling his lips away from your core. He never stops thrusting his finger in and out of you. "I know you can come. Be a good girl and come for me."

Breathlessly, you nod. Sinking into the overly expensive cotton sheets, your orgasm hits you hard and fast. Your fingers tug in his hair for a moment before all the muscles in your body relax. Your walls flutter around his fingers, as he massages your gummy walls helping you ride out your high.

He pulls back and slips his wet fingers back into his mouth.

"Darling, how do you like it?" You definitely weren't expecting him to ask that. You don't think you've ever had a man ask you that before.

"I don't know."

He cocks his head to the side. "Baby, what do you mean you don't know?"

"I just want you, and I'll take anything you'll give me." You hold your hand out towards him.

"Grab a pillow, and put it under your hips." Without thinking you follow his instruction. He hops off the bed and goes over to the nightstand. Pulling out a box of unopened condoms, and a bottle of lube.

Your eyes watch him carefully as he strips away his clothes. It's a mouth watering sight, watching his massive erection smack against his stomach.

He grabs the box and before he can even open it, you mutter out his name.

"Yeah?"

"We can go bare. I'm on birth control and I'm clean."

He tilts his and asks. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah."

Picking up the bottle of lube, he clicks it open and pours some across his length. He slowly pumps it with his eyes trained on you.

Crawling back onto the bed, he picks the lube back up. "This might be a little cold." Slowly, he pour the cool liquid onto your needy core. He takes his time massaging your opening with the lube.

"I'm big, so this might hurt." By the looks of his massive cock, you feel like that's an understatement.

He moves so he's sitting on his knees between your spread legs. He takes his length in his hand, he run the rosy tip through your folds a few times. Intentionally making sure he bumps your sensitive clit.

"I'll go slow, and if you get uncomfortable we can stop." He insane if he thinks you'll stop him. You aren't sure you have ever wanted a man more then you want him. Even if sex with him is a little painful, you'll take anything he can possibly give you.

The first inch is quite uncomfortable. The way you gasped silently is enough to make his brain short circuit. He watches you carefully, making sure you aren't in too much pain.

You reach for his hand. You want to touch him desperately. He moves his body so he's closer to you as he slowly slides in inch by inch. He doesn't move for a moment, he stay still, filling you to the brim.

Leaning down his rest his nose against yours. "You feel so good." He whispers.

"You're really big," you let out the softest laugh.

"You're just really tight." He pushes himself back a little. He's resting on his elbow, practically plastered against you.

"I might be tight, but anyone would be when you have a massive cock."

He can't help but smile at your statement. You don't understand how cute he thinks you are. He reaches out, brushing your hair away from your face.

"You can move." He leans down, pressing his lips to yours for a sweet kiss.

Your first time together isn't some rough passion filled night. Seungcheol wants your first time together to be passionate, but romantic. He keeps a slowly and deep pace. With pull of his hips, he leaves just the tip inside of you. Driving his hips back in at a firm pace, he practically kisses your cervix with his length.

Everything about your fiancé is massive and the feeling of him covering you as he slowly fucks you is absolutely intoxicating.

Lifting your leg you rest your foot on his back. He sets a slow but deep pace. Your fingers are tangled in his hair, holding him close to you.

"You feel so good." You moan.

"You were made for me." He moans against your neck. "You're such a good girl for me."

You stay like this forever with him. With each thrust he touches that spot deep inside you, that has you seeing stars.

Closing your eyes you tilt your head back. All the nerves in your body feel alive. Your second orgasm is rapidly approaching. Biting your bottom lip, you try to stay quiet.

"I wanna hear you." He moans.

"Fuck—" All logical words have left your brain.

One of your hands grip the sheets below you. He picks up his pace, your grip on his cock, letting him know you're close.

"Baby just let go." His sweet sinful words push you over the edge. For a moment it feels as if every muscle in your body is tense. White hot wave washes over you like you've never quite experienced before. Suddenly you feel more relax than you ever have. Your walls flutter around his lenght like a heartbeat.

He never stops thrusting, he helps you ride out your high. He pulls back, earning a whimper from you. He pulls out of you and sits in his knees his still hard cock, is covered in your release.

"Come here, baby."

Using every ounce of strength you have, you crawl to him. While he's sitting on his knees, you straddle his thighs. Reaching between you, you line yourself up with he length. Ever so slowly you sink back down.

He lets you set the pace. Instead of bouncing up and down, you rolls your hips into his. His lips are all over your throat, definitely leaving marks in his wake.

You can tell he's getting close by the moans falling from his lips. His hands grip your hips, helping to guide you up and down his length at a quicker pace.

Your third orgasm comes out of nowhere. Throwing your head back you moan his name. Leaning forward your rest your head on his shoulder.

Your walls contracting around him, push him over the edge. He holds you flush against his thighs, as he paints your walls with his milky release.

Pulling your head back you look at him with a lazy smile.

Slowly, you pull yourself off him and lay down on the bed. He hops off and heads to the bathroom. The site of his naked butt jogging away is something you're never forget.

He comes back holding a warm wash cloth. He takes his time gently cleaning up the mess he's made of you.

After disposing of the towel he crawls into bed with you. Laying on your side you're staring at him. He's lying next to you laying on his side. Reaching out he grabs your hand.

"I love you." He says those three words you have been dying to hear.

"I love you too." Even if you were too scared to admit it, you've been in love with him for a while. "I don't want this to be fake anymore."

"It hasn't been fake for a while. In my eyes, you've been mine." He says with the sweetest smile.

"You're mine too."

He closes the distance and kisses you. Pulling back he says "We can make this real. Screw dating, I want to actually marry you."

"I would like that, but maybe we should properly date and stuff."

He lets out a little laugh. "We can do that. But I'm still calling you my fiancée."

"Alright. We're officially engaged."

If you would've known going on that date and pretending to be Angel would lead you here, you would have never tried to get out of going on that date with Seungcheol. You never expected to date him, let alone fall in love with him and end up engaged for real.

"I love you, baby." He leans in for another kiss.

"I love you too."

an: this might get a part 2 for their wedding or it might make a sequel with Angel and Soonyoung that has these two love birds wedding. If anyone would be interested in reading that pls let me know.

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POV: your parents sit you down to tell you they're having an 11th child

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First gose n someone almost died

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CANT BELIEVE THIS DAY HAS COME MY PARENTS ARE BACK 😭😭😭

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