(Inspired by (kind of) miss possessive by tate mcrae but itâs mister instead yk, had so much fun writing this đ )
The cab ride home from the club hangs heavy with silence, the city's lights blurring past the window as you stare out, arms crossed over your chest. The bass from the nightclub still pulses in your veins, but it's drowned out by the tension between you and Jake. He sits beside you, jaw tight, fingers tapping restlessly on his knee.
The fight ignited over nothing a laugh with that guy at the bar, his quiet jealousy flaring into sharp wordsbut now it festers, unspoken and raw.
You barely make it through the apartment door before Jake slams it shut the bang echoing in the dim hallway. You kick off your heels, spinning to face him, cheeks burning from the drinks and the anger bubbling up. You are usually calm but tonight the alcohol loosens your restraint.
âWhat the hell was that back there?âjake's voice cuts low and rough so different from his usual soft spoken tone. He shrugs off his jacket flinging it onto the couch. âYou were all over that guy. Laughing, touching his arm flirting right in front of meâ
Your eyes widen âflirting? I was just talkingJake! You're the one who yanked me away like a jealous kid. Everyone was dancing, having fun, and you had to make a sceneâ
He steps closer his shy facade cracking as frustration creeps up on his face jake's always been the reserved one the guy who blushes at your compliments, who holds your hand like it's fragile during late night movies.
But now, his eyes darken, and he towers over you with an intensity that makes your pulse race. âmake a scene? You think I didn't see you leaning in whispering like you wanted him? We've been together months, and you pull this?â
Your heart hammers, a tangle of guilt and irritation twisting in your gut. You back up until your hips hit the kitchen counter, your short black dress hiking up your thighs. âIt's not like that! you're paranoid If you trusted meââ
âTrusted you?âJake interrupts, closing the gap until his body heat radiates against yours. His hands plant on the counter, trapping you, his breath hot on your skin. For a shy guy, he pins you with a gaze that's all fire. âMaybe I need to remind you who you belong to. Teach you what happens when you forgetâ
Your breath catches, this is a side of jake you havenât seen ever. Heâs always been the shy guy even with his friends, alwayscalm ,in control you look up at him andmeet his stare. The argument charged with unspoken want. âWhat are you gonna do Jake? Yell louder?â
His mouth twists into a smirk that's pure dominance, nothing like the quiet shy jake you know. One hand trails up your arm, fingers pressing firm enough to draw a gasp from your lips. âNo. I'm gonna show youâHe crashes his mouth onto yours, the kiss hard and demanding, all his pent up rage channeling into it.
His tongue forces past your lips, tasting like whiskey, while his free hand yanks your dress higher, bunching the fabric at your waist to reveal the lace panties clinging to your hips.
You shove at his chest, the fight fueling a weak resistance, but your body arches toward him heat pooling between your legs. âJake... stopââ
He doesn't. He breaks the kiss with a growl, spinning you roughly so your breasts press against the cold countertop. His hard cock grinds into your ass through his jeans, the friction sending sparks all over your body as he pins you down. lâYou wanna tease other men? Go ahead. But this pussy? It's mineâ
His fingers hook into your panties, shoving them aside without warning he rubs your slick folds roughly, finding your clit with his thumb and circling it until your knees start folding.
A moan escapes you, hands clutching the counter's edge as he thrusts two fingers deep into your wetness, pumping them in and out with relentless speed.
Your walls clench around the intrusion, the stretch burning sweetly as he curls them to hit that spot inside you that makes stars burst behind your eyelids. âJake... oh godâ you whimper, the anger dissolving into desperate need.
He leans over you, his chest flush against your back, lips brushing your ear. âthat's right. Feel how wet you are for me? Not for him.âHis fingers fuck you harder, the wet sounds filling the kitchen, his thumb grinding your clit in tight circles.
You buck against his hand, chasing the building pressure, but he pulls back just as your orgasms on the edge, leaving you panting and empty.
â Not yetâ he murmurs his voice husky, he straightens his hands moving to his belt buckle with deliberate slowness. The metallic clink echoes as he unfastens it sliding the leather free from the loops of his jeans in one pull.
You glance back heart pounding at the sight of the thick strap dangling from his fist. âYou need to learn your place firstâ
Before you can protest, he loops the belt around your wrists, pulling them behind your back and securing them tight enough to bite into your skin without cutting circulation.
The leather holds firm, forcing your arms to stay pinned, leaving you helpless against the counter. A thrill of vulnerability shoots through you mixing fear with arousal as he steps back, admiring his work âlook at you all tied up for me no running now babyâ
He delivers the first strike without warning ,a sharp snap of the belt across your ass cheeks, the sting blooming hot and immediate through the thin fabric of your dress.
You yelp, body jerking forward, but the counter stops you, and the belt on your wrists keeps you from reaching back. The pain radiates warming your skin, and to your surprise it sends a fresh gush of wetness between your thighs.
âCount themâJake orders, his voice steady, the shy boy buried under layers of command. Another lash lands, harder this time, the leather whipping across the curve of your ass, making it jiggle and redden. âOneâyou gasp, tears pricking your eyes even as your hips wiggle instinctively.
He pauses, rubbing the heated spot with his palm, soothing the burn before striking again three quick snaps in succession, each one landing on alternating cheeks.
The impacts make your flesh quiver, the pain sharpening into a throbbing ache that pulses in time with your heartbeat. âTwo... three... four,â you choke out, voice breaking, your pussy clenching around nothing, aching for him to fill it.
Jake's breath comes heavier now, his free hand palming his bulge as he watches the marks rise on your skin. âGood girl. See how you take it?this is what happens when you forget who's in charge.âHe drops the belt momentarily, yanking your dress up further to expose your bare ass fully, the cool air kissing the welts.
Then he picks it up again, folding it double for the next blows controlled, measured strikes that leave stripes of fire across your thighs and the sensitive undersides of your cheeks.
âFive... six... oh fuck, sevenâ you moan, the numbers tumbling out as the discipline blurs into pleasure. Each hit pushes you closer to the edge, your clit swollen and untouched, begging for friction. Your bound hands flex uselessly the leather creaking as you strain against it.
Satisfied with the lesson jake tosses the belt aside, the clatter loud in the charged silence. He unzips his jeans with one hand while the other keeps you pinned. His cock springs free, thick and throbbing, the tip already leaking precum.
You glance over your shoulder catching sight of it and your mouth waters despite the lingering sting of the fight and the belt's marks. Jake's always been shy about his body, but now he strokes himself confidently lining up at your entrance.
âPlease,âyou breathe, the word slipping out.
He smirks again, gripping your hip with bruising force, his fingers digging into a fresh welt and making you hiss. âBeg for it. Tell me who owns thisâ without waiting fully, he slams into you, burying his cock to the hilt in one brutal thrust. You cry out the fullness overwhelming as he stretches your pussy wide, every inch dragging against your sensitive walls, the angle deepened by your bound arms.
âYoursâyou gasp, pushing back to meet him despite the belt. âIt's yours, Jakeâ
He groans, pulling out almost completely before driving back in, setting a punishing rhythm. His hips snap against your ass the slap of skin on skin echoing louder than the club's music ever could,each thrust jolting the tender spots from the belt and sending jolts of pain and ecstasy through you.
One hand tangles in your hair,yanking your head back to expose your neck, where he bites down not hard enough to break skin, but enough to mark you as his. The pain mixes with pleasure, heightening every plunge as his cock pistons into yo hitting deep and fast.
You brace against the counter as best you can with your wrists tied toes curling as heat builds again. His free hand snakes around to your front pinching your nipple through the thin dress before sliding down to rub your clit once more, his fingers slick with your arousal.
The belt's lingering burn makes every sensation sharper your body a live wire under his control. He fucks you harder the pace brutal,slapping against your clit with each drive.
âCome for meâhe demands, his shy voice now a rough command, breath ragged against your ear. âShow me you know who fucks you like this who punishes this tight little pussyâ
The words, combined with the friction on your clit and the deep, owning thrusts tip you over your orgasm crashes through you pussy spasming around his cock as you scream his name, juices soaking his length and dripping down your thighs your walls fluttering wildly, but he doesn't stop fucking you through it, prolonging the tremors until you're a shaking, sobbing mess the belt digging into your wrists as you thrash.
Hiss thrusts growing erratic hips grinding against your marked ass. âfuck you're so tight gonna fill you up,âhe grunts, burying himself deep one last time. Hot cum floods your insides, pulse after pulse, as he holds you d on him,his release mixing with yours.
You both slump against the counter, breaths ragged. Jake pulls out slowly a trickle of his release leaking down your thigh, mingling with the sheen of sweat on your reddened skin.
He fumbles with the belt unbuckling it to free your wrists ,rubbing the red marks gently as his shy side peeks through. He turns you carefully, cupping your face, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. âI'm sorryâhe whispers, eyes searching yours âbut don't make me remind you againâ
You nod, leaning into him, the lesson etched into every sore inch of your body, the ache a reminder of his possession.
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who the fuck is shouting.
You can hear someone shout out your name as you slowly open your eyes, everything is hazy and whoeverâs screaming your name is a blurry silhouette leaning against your bedroom door what the fuck the muffled noise now clearing up as you blink your way through to see meline standing there, her long platinum blonde hair standing out too much is she dressed up?
âJEEZ ! whatâs with the pillows and where are you even getting them from?â meline rolls her eyes looking around your room as to say it looks like shit , you sigh getting up from bed to close the door on her face before she stops you ây/n we have dinner with the Choiâs like now, get ready.â she mutters something under her breath which sounded a lot like bitch. â
Did you just call me a bitch..â she looks at you up and down and replyâs with a yes âget outâ you grit out feeling pissed off and really not in the mood to deal with her, you look at her up and down to check her outfit and see sheâs wearing washed out blue jeans and a pair of black heels with YOUR black top which you havenât even worn ONCE YET she looks good though but too bad i donât care, she probably notices your eyes lingering on the top and starts talking
ây/n you didnât tell me about meeting san-â goddamn mina âso consider this paybackâ she winks, this bitch sheâs really getting on your nerves so the best thing for you to do right now is get ready and head out before every member of your family comes looking for you, iâll deal with her later you think and shut your door to get ready. I feel sick already what the hell is wrong i need to talk to someone about this as soon as this dinner is over.
You put on a short black skirt and a full sleeved navy blue of the shoulder top with silver jewellery, some hoops and a dainty necklace with a moon charm on it as you put it on a smile is drawn on your face san got me this, after doing some light make up you leave your hair down straight and put some knee high black leather pointy heels on and walk out of the room. This dinner is going to be the death of me.
You walk towards the door of the Choiâs with your sisters trailing behind you, your parents decide to go early and help out mrs choi, mina and meline have decided to give your the cold shoulder since you still havenât explained as to why you met san today.
Oook so maybe you havenât told your sisters about you and san hanging out recently and they thought whatever that was going on was over
The reason theyâre mad at you for this is because you and san had a bit of a rough patch during the end of college because he cheated well you guys were nothing to begin with so it wouldnât be classified as cheated but at the time it really broke your heart like massively and your sisters found out and swore they would never let you go back to him, you knew you shouldnât be upset over that because you were never in a relationship to begin with but you really liked him he was your first everything basically and well you were never his,
so after that you didnât let yourself get mixed up in those feelings again and when he started coming back during breaks you guys only hooked up, but your sisters never knew about that.
You sigh putting your head down for a second before reaching out to ring the bell you hear san saying heâll get the door and he opens it with his sexy smile, dimples showing.
Heâs in a similar outfit as he was this morning still looking sexy as fuck in those glasses you think, you stop ogling him and raise your hand up to wave your sister move behind your coming forward and walking past san inside before muttering a âhiâ back to him. You stand there watching him check you out as you knew he would he smirks and moves to the side and lets you in.
Before you can walk further inside he pushes you into the wall, his hands find your waist and before you can move him away his lips are on yours in a soft kiss you put one of your hands on his bicep to hold yourself up and the other in his hair, he leans in deeper as you let out a small gasp his tongue licks your lower lip asking to enter but you pull away breathlessly not wanting anyone to see right now, you look up at him in uncertainty why is he doing this where any one of our family members can see, he says stepping away âcome on moms waiting for youâ
Great. this is just great youâre sitting beside san and each of your sisters on either side of you and san, and on the other side of the long table are yours and sanâs parents talking and sipping wine.
Theyâve served wine for all of you but you feel so sick to your stomach nothing is appetising nor appealing so you donât touch the wine.
You feel a breath on your neck âyou okay?â itâs san, you look up at him abruptly his face way to close to you, you move back and nod at him flashing a tight lipped smile. The one good think about this sitting arrangement is that meline is on the other side of san so you donât have to sit through that thank god.
You turn to mina and nudge her arm with your elbow cause of course sheâs on her phone, she looks up at you raising her eyebrows questionably, you get up pulling her arm up with you âweâre going to the um-â you get cut off by your sister âto get some airâ thankfully no one noticed you shaking and stuttering you walk to the bathroom and close the door pulling mina in.
âwhatâs wrong?â mina asks looking shockingly worried.
You sit down on the floor in front of the toilet and throw up literally nothing at this point youâve been vomiting so much thereâs nothing left.
Mina leans down to collect your hair, when youâre done you wash your face makeup be gone.
âugh whatâs wrong with meâ you look up at mina from the sink while shes trying her best to avoid looking at you âwhat.â she finally looks at you and says something so stupid you start laughing âare you pregnant..?â
âoh my godâ youâre wheezing at this point, no way she actually said that but what if i am you think but youâve only been with san and been safe so it canât be
âstop laughing y/nâ she says looking fully serious, you cannot be pregnant atleast not yet and not with san who youâre not even dating yet this is all so annoying, âcome on mina are you seriously saying i could be pregnant?â
âyes. thatâs exactly what iâm sayingâ she crosses her arms looking a lot like mom right now, âok mina letâs not do this right now thereâs no way i amâ she still doesnât look convinced so you walk out of the bathroom leaving her there and run into san in the hallway he looks worried so you walk over to him callingout his name.
âis everything okay?â he asks looking at you up and down like somethings wrong which it is but âyea iâm fine iâve just been feeling sick since this morning and mina said something so stupid i got madâ you explain and it does nothing to help him get less worried âwhat did she say?â right now thereâs no way out of this so you just say it âshe thinks iâm pregnantâ he looks like heâs seen a ghost so before he can talk you cut him off âbut we were safe so thereâs nothing to worry about itâs probably just something else right?â
âyeah yeah thatâs probably itâ he seems to be avoiding your eyes and then says âum moms calling you guysâ san starts walking back and into the kitchen but you call out to him to tell him youâre foing to get some air and you walk out the front door.
The cool air hits your face as you step outside the Choiâs house. You take a deep breath, trying to steady yourself. Your head is still spinning, your stomach unsettled, and you feel like shit. The only thing you know for sure is that tonight has been a mess.
Sanâs words echo in your mind: âYeah, yeah, thatâs probably it.â
But something in his voice didnât sit right, was there a hint of nervousness there? Youâre not sure, but you donât have the energy to dwell on it right now.
You pull your phone from your pocket, glancing at the timeâ9:30 PM. Itâs late, and you shouldâve been at the dinner table, pretending everything was fine. But you canât. Not like this. Youâre done.
A text from Sarah lights up your screen.
Sarah: âYo, heard you were hanging with San today. Whatâs going on? Call me when you can.â
Oh come on mina, she actually told the whole world
You rhink about replying but you donât feel like talking. Not to anyone.
You start typing a response but stop midway. Do you really want to tell her about the mess youâve got yourself tangled up in? Itâs too much to explain. Your stomach turns again. You need time to think.
You glance back at the Choiâs house. Youâre standing outside, right in front of their driveway, but the thought of going back in, sitting through the awkwardness of the dinner, makes your skin crawl..
You walk a few steps down the sidewalk, away from the house, needing to be alone with your thoughts. Your heels click on the pavement, sharp and unsteady, as you struggle to keep your cool. Your thoughts keep racing back to Sanâs kiss earlier. The way he looked at you, the way he touched you. His nervousness when you mentioned Minaâs words.
Could I really be pregnant?
No. Thereâs no way. You and san had been careful. Youâve always been careful. This couldnât be happening, not when youâre still figuring things out between the two of you.
The streetlights flicker as you stop in your tracks, leaning against a nearby lamppost. You close your eyes, trying to steady your breathing. You need to talk to someone. Someone who wonât joke or be weird about it. Someone who can tell you straight if your brain is overthinking everything.
Thatâs when your phone buzzes.
You pull it out of your pocket, hoping for some distraction from your thoughts. Itâs a message from Meline.
Meline: Donât go acting weird tomorrow. You owe me for this.
You sigh, shaking your head. Her message is cryptic and somehow still manages to piss you off. Sheâs your sister, and she knows how much you care about San, even if sheâs always had her own opinions about him, nothing new of course
Your fingers hover over the screen as you consider replying, but instead, your phone rings.
You almost drop it in surprise when you see whoâs calling.
San.
You stare at the screen for a moment, your heart thumping in your chest. What could he possibly want right now? Maybe heâs worried too, trying to clear the air before things get too complicated.
You answer the call, lifting the phone to your ear.
âHey,â you say, your voice sounding quiet
âY/n, where are you?â Sanâs voice is low and concerned, that familiar tone of his that always has a way of calming you but not right now. Not with what mina said.
âIâm outside,â you reply, trying to sound more composed than you feel. âNeeded some fresh air.â
Thereâs a pause, and then you hear the sound of him moving around. âAre you okay?â he asks, his tone softer now.
You exhale, pulling the phone tighter to your ear. âyeah, just⌠I donât know, San. Iâve been feeling sick all day, and with what mina saidâ
Thereâs a long pause on the other end of the line, his voice comes back, almost in a whisper, like heâs afraid to say it out loud. âand⌠do you think you are?â
You freeze. Do I think Iâm pregnant?
No. You donât. You canât. But then again, you donât know for sure, do you?
âI donât know,â you mutter, your voice shaky. âIâve been feeling off, but weâve been careful. We used protection. so thereâs no way, right?â
You can hear him exhale deeply, his voice sounding strained. âRight. Youâre right. Youâre probably just stressed or something.â
You clench your eyes shut, leaning your head back against the lamppost. Just stressed?
You canât shake the doubt thatâs settled in your chest, but you donât want to keep talking about it. You want to change the subject, to forget this whole night ever happened. So, you do what youâve always doneand brush it off. âIâm fine, San. Honestly. Iâll be okay.
He sounds unconvinced. âare you sure? Because if youâre notââ
âI am. I just need to clear my head, okay?â You cut him off, your words sharp, more forceful than you intended. âLook, Iâm gonna go home. Iâm not in the mood to deal with this right now. Iâm fine, really. Itâs nothing.â
Thereâs silence on the other end, and for a moment, you think he might say something else. Youâre waiting for him to reassure you or maybe try to make you feel better. But instead, he just sighs.
âAlright. But if you need anything⌠you know where to find me.â His voice is quiet now,
You nod, even though he canât see it. âThanks.â
You hang up before he can say anything else, the weight of the conversation taking up everything.
You stand there for a few more minutes, trying to collect your thoughts. But nothing feels right. Youâre not sure if itâs the weird tension between you and San, the sick feeling in your stomach, or the fact that you might be pregnant, but something is definitely off.
Your phone buzzes again, but this time itâs not San.
Mina: y/n, i was serious. Take a test please. I know youâ think itâs not true but you need to know for sure.
You stare at the message, your fingers trembling as you read it. You know sheâs right. Youâve been avoiding it, not wanting to face whatever truth might come. But now that sheâs mentioned it⌠you canât ignore the thought any longer.
You take a deep breath, your mind racing. You need to talk to someone about this, someone who isnât San or your sisters. You need to know if youâre being crazy, or if Mina is onto something.
But first, you need to get home.
You walk away from the lamppost, your heels clicking as you make your way down the street, toward the direction of home. But you canât shake the feeling that your life might be about to change in ways you never expected and youâre scared as shit.
You slam the door behind tou, with how quiet it is at am the sound echoes as you head to your room.
You take of your shoes and hit the bed.
The next morning, you wake up with a headache from hell and your stomachâs doing literal flips. You groan into your pillow, wishing you could just go back to sleep and pretend like none of this is happening. But of course thatâs not it.
You lie there for a while and minas words keep ringing in your ears: âTake a test, Y/N. You need to know for sure.â fucking mina.
As much as you want to ignore it, you know sheâs right. You canât keep pretending like nothingâs going on. You have to face whatever this is.
You force yourself out of bed, your legs shaking as you stand. You feel like shit been feeling like that a lot lately you think, but you canât put it off any longer. You walk into the bathroom, staring at yourself in the mirror for a moment. Your face is pale, and your eyes are bloodshot from lack of sleep. You look like a mess, but then again it matches how you feel
You grab your phone and type a quick message to mina.
Y/N: Iâm doing it.
You hit send before you can talk yourself out of it. The anxiety creeps up your spine. What if sheâs right? What if this whole thing is real?
You try to shake it off, heading to the cabinet where your mom keeps the pregnancy tests. You feel like youâre walking in slow motion the little white box stares at you from the shelf like itâs judging you.
You grab it.
And then you sit down on the toilet, your hands shaking as you try to follow the instructions. It feels so absurd. Like youâre living someone elseâs life. This canât be real, right? You and san? You havenât even had the conversation about what you are, you can barely get your sisters to stop giving you shit. And now, this?
You place the test on the counter and stare at it, waiting for the results. The seconds tick by, feeling like hours. Youâre not sure how long youâre supposed to wait, but it feels like forever. Your breath hitches in your throat, and you canât tear your eyes away from the test.
Finally, the timer goes off, and your stomach drops. You pick it up, your heart in your throat, and look at the results.
You freeze.
There it is. Two lines.
You blink at it a few times, just to make sure youâre seeing things correctly. But nope. Itâs there. Two lines. Positive. You are pregnant.
At the same time you hear a knock on the door ây/n are you okay?â itâs mina.
Your heart starts racing, pounding in your ears. No. No, no, no. This canât be happening. You grip the counter for balance, your legs suddenly weak as you try to process the weight of what youâre seeing. Itâs like everything around you has gone quiet. The room spins, and for a moment, you think you might pass out.
You take a shaky breath, trying to stay calm, but the panic rises in your chest. What now? What do you even do with this information? You werenât supposed to be here. This wasnât part of the plan.
Your mind flashes back to last night, he seemed so worried when you mentioned Minaâs theory and now⌠now youâre holding a pregnancy test in your hands.
What the hell is going on?
You donât even know what youâre feeling you slowly open the door and minas staring right back at you
You donât even know what to say but before you can she hugs you.
âIts okay y/nâ
You push away from her and walk oht to sit on your bed, staring at the two pink lines.
âYou have to tell sanâ mina says lingering by the door
Tell San? How do you even start that conversation? You canât just drop this on him without warning. You donât know what it means for you two, and you sure as hell donât know what it means for your life right now.
But Minaâs right. You have to tell him.
You sit there for a few more minutes, your head in your hands, trying to calm your nerves. You canât keep pretending like everything is fine. You canât ignore this anymore. The next step is clear, even if it feels like the hardest thing youâve ever had to do.
You grab your phone again, debating whether to call San or just send a message. Your hands are shaking as you type a quick text to him.
Y/N: We need to talk.
You stare at the message for a moment, You need to talk. But what exactly are you supposed to say? Youâre still not entirely sure what the hell is going on in your own head.
The sound of your phone buzzing pulls you out of your thoughts. Itâs a message from San, his name flashing on the screen. You hesitate, your stomach twisting.
San: âWhatâs up? You good? Should I come over?â
You can feel your heart rate pick up as you read the message. Heâs worried, just like he was last night. But what does he think is going on?
You want to respond, but you feels like you need to put it together first. Thatâs gonna be hard.
A sound by your door reminds you mina is still here she looks hesitant sheâs clearly concerned but trying not to show it too much.
ây/n, you have to talk to him. You canât keep avoiding it this isnât something you can deal with on your own.â
You know sheâs right but itâs all so scary how can you actually be pregnant. You look at the pregnancy test in your hands again. Two lines. The weight of it is unbearable. You were careful, so why is this happening now?
âI know,â you mutter, not sure who youâre saying that to mina, yourself, or the voice in your head.
Mina steps closer, her eyes soft with concern. âweâll get through this. But you need to tell him. Donât wait too long youâre not alone in this.â
Sheâs right. Youâre not alone. But this whole situation feels like youâre floating in the middle of an ocean.
You look at your phone again, and then back at Mina. âI donât even know how to say it, Mina. I donât even know if heâs ready for this what if he never talk to me or-â
âAre you ready for this?â she cuts you off asking the most important question.
That question hangs in the air Are you? Are you ready for everything that comes with this? To tell him? To tell your family? To deal with the mess your life has become? The answer feels like a hell no but uou have to deal with this.
You sigh, your fingers tapping nervously against the phone you type a quick reply to San.
Y/N: âplease come over. I canât do this through text.â
Your hands are shaking as you send it. You sit back against the bed, your heart thudding in your chest. Now thereâs no turning back.
Mina lingers by the door for a moment, watching you. âIâll be here. Just⌠take it one step at a time, okay?â
You nod, but everything in your body feels like itâs about to break open. This isnât just about a pregnancy test anymore. Itâs about everything thatâs changed in the past few days,and the one person whoâs been able to mess with your head and heart since the moment you met him.
The doorbell rings suddenly, pulling you from your thoughts.
Itâs San. Heâs here. And this conversation itâs happening whether youâre ready or not.
(yâall iâm back đđť i lost all my work on the mingi series i was doing and lost all motivation to re write and well never came back. Iâm making a comeback now so everythingâs fine, if you want me to continue tied together please let me know cause it did get a lot of attention. Anyways enjoy this! i promise iâll continue it also if there are any errors lmk cause this is not proof read)
You wake up feeling like you just got run over by a truck. youâre all sweaty and somethings coming up your throat, you throw the blanket away, as long as itâs no where near you and sprint into the bathroom, the âsomethingâ coming up your throat is vomit and well itâs just proceeding to exit your mouth as soon as you reach the toilet and start throwing up anything and everything. You start heaving now that everythingâs left your system to try to calm down you get up and splash your face with ice cold water, you look up to see yourself in the mirror, wow i look like shit, you think.
You have no idea what the fuck just happened but whatever it was needs to come back later cause you have to meet san today.
âshit shit shitâ you start mumbling to yourself after realising that youâre meeting San today. After a month a half of not seeing him you can not CANNOT look like shit today of all days so whatever that just was needs to come to a pause for now.
Heâs coming back from london at 9:30 am today and you have to meet him at the airport and well go for lunch, you leave the bathroom slamming the door shut and walk to your bed side table to check your phone for the time, cause you cannot be late. it reads 7:47 AM. You sigh feeling relieved, you have a good amount of time to get your shit together. You walk out of your room, the floor boards are cold and the only thing you can hear are the sounds of your feet hitting the floorboardsâwhy is it so quiet todayâ you whisper to no one but yourself because with 3 sisters including yourself it is NEVER and you mean never that quiet well then again it is 7AM on a saturday so whatever.
You stop outside your sisters room and swing open the door. âMINAAA!â you quite literally startle yourself with that and think wow i sound like a crazy bitch eh whatever you think you woke up the whole neighbourhood but their probably used to this anyways. A pillow comes your way but you dodge it of course, âwhat the fuck is your issueâ mina groans, in her sleep even she sounds like a dying rat, you pick up the pillow and throw it at her face, i donât miss obviously unlike her âwhy didnât you wake me up itâs 8AM. â you had told mina 2 days before leading up to this day you had to wake up at 7 and she obviously listened out of her ass which is the only explanation she didnât wake you up, you love your sister but she can be a pain in the ass sometimes ok most of the time.
âmina. wake up.â you say in a calm collected tone so she gets the message youâre serious. Youâre the oldest out of your other two sisters mina is the youngest not surprising and then thereâs meline the middle child, your sisters are your best friends just having a 2 and 1 year different with them and youâre really close to them but if you told them youâre meeting San today they would quite literally murder you in your sleep with a pillow probably or not theyâre really creative, you really need to tell them the situation but you donât think theyâll get it tho. Maybe mina might you think, you and mina have a different relationship than you and meline do but if i tell one of them the other might find out sure whatever iâm fine with that they can stick their judgement up their ass for all i care cause mina quite literally hooked up with her professed once and god knows what meline does everyday oh well i guess mina will have to do for now.
She groans and sits up rubbing her eyes, looks me up and down and opens her bratty mouth of course âgoodmorning to you too sunshine. what can i do for you today?..â you roll your eyes and start to speak but she cuts you off âyou look like shit by the wayâ she adds and smiles, you reply by giving her a fake smile in response before walking towards her and sit down on her bed in front of her gracing her with your beauty since she asked for it, she covers her eyes, peeking through them qnd laughing.
âmina i donât have time for this i have to go, and you my dear sister have to drop me off.âyou bat your eyelashes at her âwhat the fuck are you talking about itâs 8AM iâm not going anywhere iâm soo hungoverâ she groans and drops down to the bed again, you roll your eyes once again before grabbing her arms and start dragging her off the bed, âY/N!!! IM GONNA TELL DAD LEAVE ME ALONE!â she starts screaming but u put your hands on her mouth because no one can know youâre going out with San especially your dad âmina can you shut up and listen to me.â you drop her to the ground, she looks at you like sheâs waiting for you to start speaking you sigh âi have to meet san. DONT say anything yet just drop me off iâll tell you later. please iâll do anythingâ you plead with your eyes and well your words she gets up while replying âwhat the fuck why are you even- omg does meline know sheâs gonna freak- you cut her off âmina can you please just stop fucking talking i told you iâll tell you why and no she doesnât know iâll tell her later but i just need you to take me okay? i need to her ready now so shut up and do the sameâ
You leave her there and walk back to your room to get ready, you just pick out some light blue washed out jeans with a black tank and a black hoodie. After picking out your outfit form the closet you sit down at the vanity in front of the huge window looking outside, itâs gloomy and thereâs a lot of fog over the whole garden you canât even see the gate, looking away you put your makeup on just some concealer, blush mascara and obviously your lip combo, putting your hair up in a simple loose bun you look at yourself in the mirror looks good you put on your outfit next tying the hoodie on your shoulders done you walk back to your closet and pick out some shoes and walk out of your room towards minas, checking your phone itâs 9AM already shit.
âMina letâs go im getting lateâ you say sitting on her bed waiting for her to come out of the bathroom, she walks out in grey sweats and a hoodie âletâs goâ she says you donât miss her attitude, goddd i have to explain this later.
You walk out of the house into her car and put the location onto the gps not wanting to talk right now thank god sheâs quiet you think.
You start feeling really nauseous as the car starts to take turns so you open the window itâs getting cold out feeling like youâll vomit this early is not ideal but you push it down and think about how today will go, you havenât met San in a while but it doesnât matter your âfriendshipâ with him is always comfortable, you and San have known each other since middle school with your parents being so close and him living in the same street as you, you both didnât exactly like each other growing up so you werenât best friends but tolerated each other somewhat because of your parents and being at the same places all the time.
Your best friend Sarah was in the same friend group as Sans and basically since you two were with each other all the time you ended up hanging out with him and his friends which are now your friends too, and being in middle school he didnât like that much for some reason so you both grew up not liking each other much but when high school happened everything changed and you both saw each other differently and well some things happened secretly only sarah knew about this and well your sisters found out, but then college happened and to put it in simple words he moved to the other side of the world basically, london. His parents didnât go since he just went for college so that was ok i guess since you loved his parents and they loved you like a daughter.
Well then he came back 3 times a year for the holidays and you spent A LOT of that together and now heâs coming back after a month and a half, he came back for his summer break and he shouldnât be coming back so soon since well he doesnât have break and itâs his last year at uni same as you guess iâll find out later then .
Mina pulls into the airport parking and looks at you waiting for something âwhat!â feeling iffy and not wanting to deal with her right now since itâs already 9:55 meaning youâre late you reply, âgeez what crawled up your ass, nothing just worried about you, kinda look pale.â she huffs you roll your eyes since thatâs all she evokes from you and get out of the car walking towards the arrivals area itâs cold as shit out here you put your hoodie on and keep walking you spot San standing there has he gotten bigger you think, san loves working out and it shows, heâs in blue jeans and black t shirt which looks like a compression shirt the way his muscles are straining it. he looks amazing his black hair is messy from all the wind you assume, he has black framed glasses on which make him look sexy as fuck he should keep those on more often.
You walk up to him and poke his arm as he looks up from his phone and at you, he smiles softly and places his hand on your waist and pulls you closer, you gasp your nose nearly touching his âi missed you babyâ he whispers and before you can say anything he places his lips on yours, his hand tightens around you as he takes your lips into his deeper i missed him both of you just stand there eyes on each other as he pulls away slowly, you place your hand on his bicep to steady yourself and smile up at him âhiâ your voice nothing above a whisper, you both pull away from each other and he takes your hand interlocking them with his âmy cars here letâs get something to eat, are you hungry?â he asks even though you feel like youâll throw up right you look up at him and nod. âAre you not cold itâs freezing and iâm not giving you my hoodieâ your eyebrows pull together questioning him while really just checking him out up and down he softly chuckles âI donât want your hoodie y/n and you donât seem really concerned for my health while checking me outâ ok he got me you roll your eyes, you both walk towards his car thatâs parked not that far away he opens the passenger door for you to get and and you smile how gentlemenly and then gets in the other side and turns the heat up âSo you are cold!â you point at him as he laughs.
You guys fall into a comfortable silence you look out the window and a few minutes later you feel his hand on your thigh, you look at up his attention is on the road as he drives, a red light comes up and he looks back at you âSo how are you? how are mina and meline? we havenât talked much since i left the last timeâ no we have not youâve been really busy with uni this being your last year and all so you guessed it was the same for him âtheyâre good im good howâs uni going?â you reply with a tight lipped smile âitâs going well, thatâs actually what i wanted to talk to you aboutâ huh you think.
He pulls into the restaurant Millys is a 90s style restaurant and itâs where you and San spend most of your time together outside of his room just cause itâs been such a comforting place since high school and no one knew about your secret hookups thatâs all they were and are you and san havenât put a label on whatever it is you two are doing since high school cause going into it you know he was going to college somewhere far and it wouldnât work.
You both walk in it smells amazing you havenât been here in a while, only coming here with san. You both slide into your usual booth at the end. Millys is your usual 90s inspired diner with all the reds and black and white tiles on the floor and obviously amazing milkshakes. You both usually get the same thing so when the server comes san places the order, 1 strawberry milkshake large, a grilled cheese and a water and a cheeseburger you look at him when heâs done ordering âIâm not sharing my milkshakeâ you say accusingly he always does this. He laughs putting his hands up as to say he doesnât care.
You look out the window to see cars passing by since this place is on some highway and then you look back at San to ask him about what he wanted to talk about only for him to be looking at you âSoo what did you wanna tell me?â he stares at you longer before replying âIâm moving backâ oook one way to shock a girl âwait what!? youâre moving back? what about uni??â you say surprised, he loves it in london why would he come back even though you would be happy for him to be back his hands go back to his neck as he talks âI transferred here same as youâ you can feel yourself blinking fast so you stop âTo Camden?â that was where you and most of your friends were attending uni at, you major in arts and Sans majoring in business. He nods and sighs âWait but why? i thought you loved it in londonâ he looks out the window and answers âi did but i miss being here and i only have a year leftâ you hum understanding what he said his whole family is here and even if he has friends there itâs not the same, your food comes and you go straight for the milkshake and take a few sips you look up from your drink and see San smiling at you âwhat?â you say not understanding why heâs smiling he replies âYou look cuteâ then looks at your lips and unknowingly licks his before reaching forward and swiping his thumb on your lips then licking the whipped cream off his thumbs while looking at you in the eyes the entire time you clench your thighs tighter, huh didnât know that could do that you think, snapping yourself out of it you see him drinking your milkshake you frown at him âHey! get your ownâ you say swatting his hands away from the cup and finishing it.
After finishing your food you both leave after paying, on the drive back you start feeling sick the same way you were in the morning when you woke up this is not happening right now you think but donât think you can hold it in holder you hold Sans arm not being able to talk he looks at you on hand on the wheel and the other one now cupping your cheeks âhey y/n whatâs wrong?â he pulls over and you get off not being able to reply and drop down on your knees in front of a bush and start throwing up you feel San gather your hair up and run his hand up and down your back soothingly, you start heaving and coughing at this point not having anything else to put out San bends down at your side giving you a comforting look before handing you water and tissues as he wipes your cheeks of what you assume are tears âitâs ok babyâ he whispers moving your hair out of your face wtf is going on with me you sniffle a drink the water feeling much better he takes your hand and walks you back to the car.
In the car all you can think about while he holds your hand is when was the last time you got your period the whole drive back home and when he pulls up outside you realise youâre home, pulling yourself out of the thoughts you look up at him as he squeezes your hand and smiles âUh i guess iâll see u later thenâ you say feeling awkward he letâs go of your hand after pressing a soft kiss to your knuckles âYea tonight my mom invited your parents for dinnner so guess iâll see you then?â he asks looking at you hoping you will âIâll see you thenâ you nod before opening the car door and getting off he calls out ây/n drink water and get something to eatâ you nod before walking into your house.
You walk right into your room not wanting to see or talk to anyone, ugh the room is a mess you look around and sigh taking your hoodie off and pants off and jump straight into bed. My problems are just gonna have to wait until i wake up.
đđŽđŁđ¤đĽđ¨đđ¨. You always thought of Mingi as nothing more than the spoiled son of a wealthy CEO. He was the kind of guy youâd hear about in the tabloids, always caught in the middle of some scandal, some drunken night out, or some rumored fling with the next âitâ girl. His last name alone commanded respect, but it also made him untouchable in your eyes. He was everything you despised about people with too much moneyâarrogant, entitled, and far too used to getting whatever he wanted.
It was easy to pretend he didnât matter when your families would meet.You had different friend groups, different circles. And when you had to endure forced family gatherings, heâd always disappear into the background, a silent figure in the corner, looking as uncomfortable as you felt.
But that all changed the day your father came home with a grim look on his face, news that would change your life forever.
âYour mother and I have spoken to Mr. Song,â he continued. âWeâve come to an agreement.â
âWhat agreement?â
âYouâre going to marry Mingi.â
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You always thought of Mingi as nothing more than the spoiled son of a wealthy CEO. He was the kind of guy youâd hear about in the tabloids, always caught in the middle of some scandal, some drunken night out, or some rumored fling with the next âitâ girl. His last name alone commanded respect, but it also made him untouchable in your eyes. He was everything you despised about people with too much money,arrogant and entitled, and far too used to getting whatever he wanted.
For you, the Song family was just another name tied to wealth and power. Your own father was a successful businessman, a man whoâd built an empire from the ground up. But there was a difference between your family and his, your family had always struggled to maintain what they had, keeping the balance between status and reality. The Songs, on the other hand, seemed to live in a world that operated on a completely different set of rules one that never knew struggle.
It wasnât that you hated Mingi, per se. You just couldnât stand the way he moved through life with no real sense of accountability. His arrogance was like a cloud surrounding him, blocking out everything. Every time he spoke, you could feel the cockiness in his tone, the way he knew his words would hold weight because of who he was. It made you want to roll your eyes.
And yet, in some strange part of you, you couldnât help but notice the way his eyes lingered on you sometimes. It wasnt anything serious but in those moments, you saw the softness beneath his ego and arrogance the vulnerability he hid behind the confidence. You could see it when you both stood in the same room, but neither of you ever addressed it. Instead, whenever you were forced to interact it would be like a cat fight.
It was easy, then, to pretend he didnât matter when your families were never really close. You had different friend groups, different circles. And when you had to endure forced family gatherings, heâd always disappear into the background, a silent figure in the corner, looking as uncomfortable as you felt.
But that all changed the day your father came home with a grim look on his face, news that would change your life forever.
Your father sat you down, the tension in the room thick enough to cut with a knife. His hands were clenched around the glass of water in front of him, his eyes looked tired, worn down. Youâd never seen him like this before. Your father was always the one with the answers. But today, his voice was weaker than usual as he spoke, and you realized, something was seriously wrong.
âSweetheart,â he began, his tone soft but firm, âthe company⌠itâs in trouble.â
Your stomach dropped. You didnât need to hear more. You knew what this meant. Your fatherâs empire,the business that had been the backbone of your family for years, was facing bankruptcy. But you would never expect the next words that came out of his mouth.
âYour mother and I have spoken to Mr. Song,â he continued. âWeâve come to an agreement.â
âWhat agreement?â
The words that he forced out sounded like they were being pulled from deep inside your father, something he was going to hate saying, but knew he had no choice. âYouâre going to marry Mingi.â
Your jaw tightened. You wanted to scream, to argue, to do anything to make this stop. But the way your father looked at you told you everything you needed to know. He wasnât asking for your opinion. This wasnât up for discussion.
The room feels smaller than usual, its walls closing in with the weight of your fatherâs words. Youâre still trying to process the news handed down to you just last night âYouâre going to marry Mingi.â
Now here you were sitting in your fathers office looking at the man in question, sitting lazily in the armchair across from your fatherâs desk. He looks as he couldnât care less about what's going on, his fingers scrolling through his phone.
âDad, you canât be serious,â you say, your voice rising despite your best efforts to remain calm.
Your father sighs, rubbing his temples. âI know this isnât what you wanted, but itâs whatâs necessary. The business is at risk, and this marriage will secure our future.â
âSo youâre just⌠selling me off?â you snap, the bitterness in your tone sharp enough to cut glass.
âItâs not like that,â he says. âThis is about survival. For all of us.â
You shake your head, disbelief and anger coursing through you. âAnd what about what I want? What about my life?â
âYour life will continue,â he says firmly. âYouâll have everything you need comfort, security, status.â
âBut I wonât have a choice,â your hands clenched into fists. âDo I even get a say in this?â
Before your father can respond, Mingi speaks up, his deep voice cutting through the tension. âOh, let her have her moment,â his eyes finally moving away from his phone. âSheâll come around eventually.â
Your head snaps in his direction, fire burning in your chest. âExcuse me?!â
He shrugs, his lips curling into a smirk. âItâs not like either of us has a choice. So keep it to yourself.â
âYouâre unbelievable,â you say, standing abruptly. âThis whole thing is insane.â
âSit down,â your father commands, his voice sharp. âWeâre not finished.â
Reluctantly, you sit back into the chair, your glare fixed on Mingi. He meets your gaze with an amused expression, clearly enjoying seeing you like this.
Later that evening, the situation is made worse when your father pulls you aside and informs you of another detail in this arrangement.
âYouâll be moving into the Song family estate,â he says casually, as if your whole life isnt changing overniht.
âWhat?!â you exclaim, your voice rising.
He frowns. âKeep your voice down. This is all part of the agreement.â
âWhy?â you ask, your arms crossed defensively. âWhy do I have to live there?â
âItâs practical,â he replies, as if that explains anything. âThe two of you need to make it believable, and with the wedding coming up, this will make everything smoother. The Songs suggested it, and I agreed.â
You cant even imagine of sharing a house with Mingi. âWhat if I refuse?â
Your father looks at you with a stern look. âYou wonât. This is for the family, and I expect you to act like an adult about it.â
His words leave no room for argument, and the next thing you know, youâre packing your things.
The Song family estate is even more extravagant than you remembered, with widespread gardens and a grand staircase that looks like it belongs in a movie.
You arrive with your father for a formal dinner to âcelebrateâ the engagement. Mingi is already there, sitting in the living room with a glass of wine in his hand.
âWelcome to your new home,â he says with a grin that makes you want to throw something at him.
âDonât get too comfortable,â you snap. âThis is temporary.â
He chuckles, clearly enjoying your discomfort. âWhatever helps you sleep at night.â
The Song family estate, Itâs enormous, with sprawling gardens, marble floors, and ceilings so high you can hear the echo of your footsteps. The house itself is grand enough to host royalty, but to you, itâs cold. Detached. It doesnât feel like home, and you canât imagine it ever will.
The worst part isnât the house or its suffocating extravagance. Itâs Mingi. Living in the same house as Mingi is a nightmare. Despite the large size of the house, it feels impossible to avoid him.
Youâd only been here for two days, but it feels like a lifetime already. The man seems to have made it his personal mission to irritate you at every turn.
The first clash of the day is at breakfast. You wake up earlier than usual, determined to avoid him, but luck isnât on your side. When you shuffle into the kitchen, still half-asleep, thinking about the talk you had with your father last night.
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âDad, this isnât fair,â you say, your voice trembling with emotion. âI donât want to marry him.â
He looks up from his paperwork, his expression worn out. âI know this is hard for you, but itâs whatâs best for the family.â
âWhy does it have to be me?â you ask, your voice breaking. âWhy canât there be another way?â
âBecause there isnât,â he says firmly. âThe Songs are our only hope. And they agreed to this arrangement because they believe in our family. Donât let us down.â Leaving you no room to argue.
Mingi is already there, leaning against the island counter with a coffee mug in hand.
Heâs dressed casually in a fitted black T-shirt and gray sweatpants that sit just low enough to be distracting. His hair is tousled, falling in soft strands across his forehead, and he looks unreasonably good for someone who just woke up.
âMorning, sunshine,â he mockingly says.
âDonât call me that,â you snap, heading straight for the coffee machine.
Mingi smirks, clearly enjoying himself. âYouâre grumpy before caffeine. Noted.â
You ignore him, pouring yourself a cup and walk to the far side of the counter.
âAre you always this pleasant in the mornings?â he teases, watching you over the rim of his mug.
You glare at him. âAre you always this annoying?â
He chuckles, shaking his head. âYouâre going to make this marriage so much fun.â
âItâs not a real marriage,â you say sharply. âDonât forget that.â
âAh, yes. A business deal,â he says with a smirk. âHow romantic.â
You bite back a snarky response, refusing to give him the satisfaction of knowing how much heâs gotten under your skin.
Later that day, you run into Mingi again, this time in the living room. You planned to spend the afternoon reading in peace, but of course, heâs already lying down on the couch, flipping through channels on the massive flat-screen TV.
âDonât you have anywhere else to be?â you ask, crossing your arms.
He glances up at you, an amused expression on his face. âThis is my house, remember?â
âUnfortunately,â you mutter under your breath, heading for one of the armchairs.
Mingi smirks, patting the empty space next to him on the couch. âCome on, sit with me. I donât bite.â
âIâd rather not,â you reply, settling into the armchair as far from him as possible.
He shrugs, turning his attention back to the TV. But every now and then, you catch him glancing at you out of the corner of his eye, his smirk growing wider each time he catches you looking back.
Later that night, youâre supposed to go to yet another awkward family dinner. Mingiâs father sits at the head of the table, his presence intimidating. Your father is seated on his right, the two of them discussing business as if you and Mingi arenât even there.
Mingi, on the other hand, seems completely uninterested in the conversation. He leans back in his chair, swirling his glass of wine lazily and occasionally making sarcastic comments that go ignored by the older men.
âYou should eat more,â Mingi says suddenly, his voice breaking through your thoughts.
You look up from your plate to find him smirking at you. âWhat?â
âYouâre picking at your food,â he observes. âNot hungry?â
âWhy do you care?â you ask, narrowing your eyes at him.
âJust making conversation,â he says with a shrug. âDonât want my lovely fiancĂŠe wasting away before the wedding.â
You roll your eyes, but before you can respond, Mingiâs father speaks up.
âMingi, behave,â he says, though he doesnât even look up from his plate.
Mingi chuckles, clearly unbothered. âYes, sir.â
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Despite the huge size of the house, it feels impossible to avoid Mingi. Heâs everywhere, lounging in the living room, raiding the kitchen, even wandering into the library where youâve been hiding out.
One afternoon, you find yourself in the garden, hoping for some peace and quiet. The air is fresh, and the sound of birds chirping gives you a break from the chaos of your new reality.
But, of course, your privacy is short lived.
âDidnât take you for a gardener,â Mingiâs voice startles you, and you turn to see him leaning casually against a tree, with his hands in his pockets.
âIâm not,â your reply abrubtly, turning back to the flowers.
He walks over, his presence annoyingly appealing. âThen what are you doing out here?â
âTrying to get away from you,â you say without missing a beat.
He laughs, the sound deep. âYouâre terrible at it.â
You glare at him, but he just grins, clearly enjoying your irritation.
That night, you hear Mingi talking on the phone as you pass by his study. His tone is serious, and you canât help but listen.
âI know, Dad,â he says, frustrated. âIâm doing what you asked. What more do you want from me?â
Thereâs a pause, followed by a heavy sigh. âFine. Iâll handle it.â
You quickly move away before he notices you, but the moment sticks with you. For the first time, you see a glimpse of the pressure heâs under, and it makes you wonder if thereâs more to him than the cockyness he shows to the world.
The days stretch into weeks, and the tension between you and Mingi only grows. Your exchanges are filled with sarcasm and glares, but beneath it all, thereâs an undeniable chemistry that neither of you is willing to acknowledge.
One night, as youâre brushing your teeth, Mingi walks into the shared bathroom without knocking.
âSeriously?â you exclaim, looking at him through the mirror.
âWhat? Itâs not like I havenât seen someone brush their teeth before,â he says with a smirk, leaning against the doorframe.
âYouâre impossible,â you mutter, rinsing your mouth and pushing past him.
âAnd yet, here we are,â he calls after you, his laughter following you down the hallway.
đŁđŽđśđżđśđťđ´đ. song mingi x fem!reader
đŚđŞđ˘đ˘đđ§đŽ/teaser. You always thought of Mingi as nothing more than the spoiled son of a wealthy CEO. He was the kind of guy youâd hear about in the tabloids, always caught in the middle of some scandal, some drunken night out, or some rumored fling with the next âitâ girl. His last name alone commanded respect, but it also made him untouchable in your eyes. He was everything you despised about people with too much moneyâarrogant, entitled, and far too used to getting whatever he wanted.
For you, the Song family was just another name tied to wealth and power. Your own father was a successful businessman, a man whoâd built an empire from the ground up. But there was a difference between your family and his, your family had always struggled to maintain what they had, keeping the balance between status and reality. The Songs, on the other hand, seemed to live in a world that operated on a completely different set of rulesâone that never knew struggle.
It wasnât that you hated Mingi, per se. You just couldnât stand the way he moved through life with no real sense of accountability. His arrogance was like a cloud surrounding him, blocking out everything. Every time he spoke, you could feel the cockiness in his tone, the way he knew his words would hold weight because of who he was. It made you want to roll your eyes.
And yet, in some strange part of you, you couldnât help but notice the way his eyes lingered on you sometimes. It wasnt anything serious, but in those moments, you saw the softness beneath his ego and arrogance the vulnerability he hid behind the confidence. You could see it when you both stood in the same room, but neither of you ever addressed it. Instead, whenever you were forced to interact it would be like a cat fight.
It was easy, then, to pretend he didnât matter when your families were never really close. You had different friend groups, different circles. And when you had to endure forced family gatherings, heâd always disappear into the background, a silent figure in the corner, looking as uncomfortable as you felt.
But that all changed the day your father came home with a grim look on his face, news that would change your life forever.
Your father sat you down, the tension in the room thick enough to cut with a knife. His hands were clenched around the glass of water in front of him, his eyes looked tired, worn down. Youâd never seen him like this before. Your father was always in control, always the one with the answers. But today, his voice was weaker than usual as he spoke, and you realized, something was seriously wrong.
âSweetheart,â he began, his tone soft but firm, âthe company⌠itâs in trouble.â
Your stomach dropped. You didnât need to hear more. You knew what this meant. Your fatherâs empire,the business that had been the backbone of your family for years, was facing bankruptcy. But you would never expect the next words that came out of his mouth.
âYour mother and I have spoken to Mr. Song,â he continued. âWeâve come to an agreement.â
âWhat agreement?â
The words that he forced out sounded like they were being pulled from deep inside your father, something he was going to hate saying, but knew he had no choice. âYouâre going to marry Mingi.â
|| đŞđźđżđą đ°đźđđťđ. series
đđ˛đťđżđ˛. arranged marriage!
đŞđŽđżđťđśđťđ´đ. will be updated for every chapter.
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(hii Iâm back. This took me really long to plan and then write, Iâm not sure why I decided to make a series since I started writing just this year but I really love reading the series other people write and post and I havenât read something with this genre (series) on mingi so I just started writing and saw it going somewhere so ig thatâs how it came to be. I did take help from a few friends to improve the writing since I donât have an extensive vocabulary so itâs better to read. Also i just wanna say that this is a 100x better than my first fic cause this took forever to write with making sure the paragraph formation was put together, vocab, and planning out the whole story line to make sure the first chapter would flow well with the others. I really hope you like this!)
helloo!! i posted my very first fic 3 days ago i think. Itâs surprisingly gotten a lot of attention and I just wanna say thank u smm. I need to start writing something else soon, I havenât thought too much into a new story but I would like to know what your guys thoughts or suggestions are. So I thought about putting a poll up to decide what group I should write for next.
who should I write for next?!!
Enhypen
Ateez
Voting ended onNov 30, 2024
Lmk if you want something about a specific member :33
á´á´ÉŞĘɪɴɢęą. brothers bestfriend! heeseung x fem!reader
ęąĘÉ´á´á´ęąÉŞęą. You were sleeping when jay started banging on your door ây/n heeseung is gonna stay with us for the summerâ. Lee heesung, your brothers best friend and the boy youâve had a crush on since you saw him 5 years ago in your living room.
|| á´Ąá´Ęá´ á´á´á´É´á´. 4-6k (wrote this on my phone so i have no idea, tried to check it but it kept giving me different word counts)
ɢá´É´Ęá´. smut, brothers bestfriend.
á´Ąá´Ęɴɪɴɢęą. nsfw! smut lmk if thereâs anything else.
(hii this is the first fic Iâve ever written, I obviously have a long way to go lmao but I hope you like it. This was written with really less detail and not too many complications something simple I guess. There might be a few spelling mistakes or the paragraph formation is messed up so bear with me on that đđť. Since this is the first time Iâve written itâs not really fully âfic codedâ you could say Ig but Iâll learn in time, it could be different writing wise from a proper fic.Anyways I hope you enjoy and if you have any questions regarding this or anything else lmk.)
Youâve never really talked to Heeseung much. He comes over a lot but jay doesnât let you hang out with them much, it doesnât really bother you much but what did bother you was when jay started banging on your door to wake you up on a weekend at 8am to tell you â Y/N!! Heeseung is gonna stay with us for the summerâ
You couldnât wait for summer break to come but now youâre grateful thereâs still a week left.
you RAN to karinaâs house which thankfully was next door. She was obviously still asleep.
âKarinaaa!! WAKE UPPPâ you say while pulling the blinds up, ây/n itâs 8am please I havenât slept all nightâ karina said while pulling the blanket over her face
âI need to tell you something. â you looked at her with a very serious face waiting for her to sit up âyes y/n goodmorning to you tooâ you smiled at her and murmured goodmorning back âok get this jay said Lee heeseung is gonna stay at ours for the summer..the WHOLE summer!â You let out a sigh you didnât know you were holding. You waited for her to say something She looked at you like you ate her cat or something, she really is cranky in the morning âcan you say something why are you looking at me like thatâ she took a breath in and out. Oh no u hate when she does that, it feels like sheâs going to pounce on you ây/n..is this what you wanted to tell me so badly to wake me up at 8am on a Sunday?â She said in a calm and low tone. You just looked at her as u blinked slowly and nodded slowly, she wasnât having any of it ây/n itâs not a big deal itâs just heesung and jay is best friends with him you literally see him everydayâ well that was true but she didnât know about the crush you had on him, you just couldnât bring yourself to tell her.âThis is gonna be a looongg summerâ you thought to yourself.
It was the first day of summer.
As you woke up the golden sunlight peeked though your blinds, casting stripes across the room. Making you think âitâs finally summerâ you smile to yourself. You yawn as you watch the dust particles flying around the window.
You threw your blanket away from you and went to freshen up exited for the summer. You tie your bikini around your hips and back, then throw on an oversized shirt and some jean shorts.
You walked down the stairs each step filled with excitement, thinking about everything you were gonna do this summer with karina, going to places weâve never been or just hanging out in your backyard. You took a deep sniff smelling waffles from the kitchen. The smell of the batter, the sound of the waffle maker, and fresh maple. You ran to the kitchen to see jay cooking. You love your brothers cooking especially his waffles itâs something he only makes it in the summer. âJayy youâre making waffles?!!!!???!â You said giggling
and grinning, doing a silly dance âwhen I met you in the summerrrrr~~â you sang as a smile spreads on jays face. He hums with you.
âSit down y/n 5 minutes moreâ he said looking back at you raising his eyebrows. You were walking around the wall to sit on the counter and suddenly you saw heesung sitting on the chair âWHA-â you were totally surprised and feeling like an idiot since you just sang and danced and HEESEUNG SAW YOU. You completely forgot he was supposed to be here.
You feel your cheeks heat up as you try to laugh the embarrassment off. You looked up at heeseung who was already looking at you up and down. With a slight smirk on his face he tilted his head to the side. âWhatâs up?â
he said. His tone is relaxed and raspy. You feel so small in his presence , you feel your cheeks burn and u look up at him âhey I heard youâre staying here for the summerâyou say trying to relax your voice, you sit down on the chair next to him and look up at him waiting for an answer âmhmâ thatâs all he says. You think if youâre going see him the whole summer you need to get to know him better atleast. You tilt your head and ask,âCan I ask why?â Your eyebrows raise in curiosity and a gentle smile forms on your lips showing youâre genuinely interested, before he said anything jay came up to the counter and sets the waffles in front of you with a light frown he glances at you and says ây/n donât bother himâ his eyes meet yours and he slightly smiles. Heeseung takes a waffles and puts it on his plate, jay walks away to get the ice cream he looks over at you but you were already looking at him, you look away âim moving to New York after the summer cause of my dads workâ he says,his tone relaxed. He shrugs, his eyes glancing away for a moment. âheâs already there so Iâm staying here till I leaveâ he lets out a light laugh and takes a bite of the waffle. You look at him, your heart skipping a beat at the news. A mix of surprise and a touch of sadness washes over your face. âNew York, huh? Thatâs a big change,â you say, trying to keep your tone light despite the flutter of emotions inside. You bite your lip, thinking about why you feel sad you barely know him?!. âAre you excited about it?â you ask, your eyes searching his, hoping to catch a glimpse of his feelings. He shrugs a bit. âIâm not really worriedâ he says nonchalantly. Not wanting to show too much emotion you take a bite of the waffle âoh okayâ you said kind of sad but you think jay might be really sad since theyâve been best friends since they were 10.
Itâs been about 2 weeks since you talked to heeseung. Even though youâre living together thereâs not much interaction between you too, well there are moments when youâre going out in your prettiest clothes and he undresses you with his eyes. You try to ignore it as much as you can, you canât betray jay like that no matter how much you want to right?
Eventually you decide invite Karina over and take a swim in the pool. The cool water feels refreshing, and the familiar scent of chlorine surrounds you, bringing a sense of comfort. As you float on your back, Karina asks you a shocking question âdo you like heesungâshe says looking at you with her eye brows raised and crossed arms. âKarin-â you pause cause heesung is standing at the backyard door by the pool. Did he hear what she said? Youâre just looking at him with a confused expression. Karina looks back and smirks to herself. You canât help but say something,itâs getting awkward âhey Heeseung do u wanna swim?â You ask, Karina noticed how your voice sounds way different from when you both talk. He scratches the back of his neck and says âyea can I?â Looking between Karina and you. You try to communicate with Karina through your eyes âofc you canâ she says with a smirk on her face as she looks at you, you look at her with a confused face as you raise your eye brow asking what she was doing. Heeseung walks towards the pool and slowly with a confidence smirk he pulled off his shirt, his toned body revealing itself to you. You flinched at the sight, you thought how it would feel if he was on top of you and you touch his toned abs..
Suddenly water hit you and you fell of your floaty into the water âwhat the hell!â You looked at Karina thinking she did that but you heard deep chuckles coming from the side, it was Heeseung âsorry didnât mean to do that, just divingâ he shrugs and looks you up and down like heâs ready to undress you âoh yeah btw thereâs a party here tonightâ he said. You looked at him in confusion since your parents are home. He continues âoh um jay told me to tell you, your parents have to go to a weddingâ you tell him youâre going inside to talk to your mom and jay. You get up and wrap yourself in a towel, by now you think heesung has a staring problem.
You take a shower, change and head down with Karina.
You see jay helping your mom pack you walk into the room âmom where are you goingâ you ask since everyone knows except you.
âY/n honey me and your dad have a wedding to attend itâs in the next town so weâll be back in the morningâ you tell her to be safe, you look at Karina and smile looking forward to the party. âJay take care of y/n and donât do anything stupidâ she looks between you and jay, you put your hands up.
As soon as your parents leave jay picks up his phone and starts calling people over. Since it is your last year why not have a party.
You walk up to jay as heâs wearing his watch he looks over at you âsoo who did you inviteâ you ask out of curiosity since he didnât tell you about the party which is in YOUR house. He looks at you smiling âanyone and everyoneâ he winks. You wonder whatâs gonna happen tonight your head already hurts. You werenât really into parties, just going if your friends invited you or when you need to get your mind off something. But tonight itâs someone. Jay looks at you thinking to yourself and says ây/n Iâll keep an eye out for you tonightâ you already know what that means. Jay isnât much of an over protective brother but when it comes to his friends or guys in general getting involved with you, he hates it. Since theyâre not someone he fully trusts.
As you get ready in your room, the sounds of the party downstairs filter through the door. Muffled laughter and music. Making your heart race with anticipation. You can hear the clinking of glasses and the cheerful chatter. As you finish your final touches, someone knocks on your door âcome in!â
You look at the door as it opens and itâs heeseung hes wearing a black Prada button up with black pants he looks. Your heart skips a beat you blink, he stands there effortlessly attractive. You canât help but admire his face shape the way his body fits in his clothes, how his jawline is shaped perfectly his eyes are captivating.
Closing the door behind him he walks towards you with a knowing smirk leans down to your ear and whispers âbaby youâre staringâ. Youâre taken aback, you take a step back but he still walk towards you. âI think youâre the one with a staring problem heeâ you say fixing the collar of his shirt, heâs chuckles shocked by the sudden nickname and confidence. He presses you again your closet behind you and he slowly puts his thumb over your lips. Before he can do anything else the door opens and you push him away.
Itâs jay he looks between both of you âuhm Lee letâs go Jakeâs calling youâ he says while looking at you. You feel trapped not knowing what to do. Heeseung winks at you secretly and heads back down. Jay raises his eye brow ây/n what the fuck donât you remember what I told youâ he says in a low and angry voice though you can tell heâs hurt. You try to say something with your heart racing, you try to scan jays face but he just walks away.
You walk down after fixing your lipstick. You spot Karina with some of your old classmates and join them.
The party is in full swing when you find yourself in the kitchen, pouring drinks for your friends. Suddenly, Heeseung appears beside you, leaning against the counter with that trademark smirk. âNeed any help?â he asks, his voice low and teasing. You nod, trying to ignore the way your stomach flips at his proximity.
As the night progresses, the atmosphere becomes more charged. Laughter and music fill the air, but you canât shake the feeling that something is about to change. You catch Heesung watching you from across the room, his gaze intense, and you feel a pull toward him that you canât resist.
Later, as the party continues, you find yourself in a quieter corner of the house, away from the noise. Heeseung follows you, the tension between you crazy. âItâs crazy how weâre both here together,â he says, stepping closer. The air feels thick with unspoken words, and before you know it, he puts his hand on your waist leaning in, his lips brushing against yours in a soft, tentative kiss.
Your heart races as you kiss him back, the kiss getting deeper. The world around you fading away. You know you shouldnât be doing this, but it feels too right to stop. Just as the kiss deepens, you hear your brother laughing, pulling you back to reality.
You break apart, breathless, and heesung looks at you with a mix of desire and uncertainty. âWe canât do this baby,â he whispers, but the way he looks at you says otherwise. The party goes on, but in that moment, everything changes. You kiss him again and deepen the kiss.
As you pull away from the kiss, your heart races,his forehead on yours. You glance toward the living room where the party is still in full swing. You can hear your brother laughing with friends, completely unaware of the moment that just unfolded between you and heesung.
âMaybe we should go back,â you say, your voice barely above a whisper, still feeling the warmth of his lips on yours. Heeseung nods, but thereâs still hesitation in his eyes.
âAre you sure?â he asks, searching your face for confirmation. His hands go up and down your waist. The last thing you both want to do is betray jay, but you canât help it after liking him for so long.
âI donât know,â you admit, biting your lip. âBut we canât let anyone see us like this.â You take a step back, trying to regain some composure, but heesung reaches out, gently pulling you back toward him.
âThen letâs keep it our little secret for now,â he suggests, a mischievous glint in his eyes. His hands back on your waist moving upwards. You nod, the thrill of secrecy making your heart race even faster. You both go back into the party agreeing on keeping this a secret.
As the night progresses, you and heeseung have moments together, glances across the room, whispered conversations in corners, and the occasional touch that sends sparks through your body. The chemistry between you is undeniable, but youâre also acutely aware of your brotherâs presence, and the potential consequences of your actions.
At one point, you find yourselves outside on the patio, where the sounds of the party fade into the background. The night sky is dotted with stars, and the cool breeze contrasts with the heat radiating between you.
âDo you think heâd be mad?â you ask, your voice barely above a whisper. Heeseungs expression softens as he considers your question.
âI donât know,â he replies honestly. âBut I donât want to hide this if it means something.â His words send a thrill through you, youâve wanted heesung for such a long time but the thought of your brotherâs reaction hangs in the back of your mind.
As everyone starts leaving itâs already 2am and jay is extremely drunk. You ask heesung to put him to bed.
Youâre sitting in on your bed still wearing your black mini dress when the door opens and closes with a bang. Itâs heesung heâs charging towards you suddenly he gets on top of you. Youâre just looking into his eyes looking for something but theyâre just filled with desire. As youâre about to say something he puts his lips on yours capturing them into a kiss.
It starts of slow, he sits against the headboard and you climb on top of him, your knees on the sides of his thighs. He pulls you in again for a deep kiss, he puts his hands on your waist tightening them. They way yours and his lips are moving next to each other feels unreal, he pulls you even closer towards him, you release low moans now needing him as close as possible. As the kiss gets heated you feel his tongue licking your self asking to go in, you let his tongue enter and explore your mouth he groans. He puts his hand on your zipper, you look at him and nod.
He quickly takes it off and looks at your perky boobs âso fucking sexy babyâ he looks like he wants to eat you. You gasp when he takes one of your nipples in his mouth âhee-â and swirls his tongue around,he gives the other one attention aswell taking it in his hands god. His hand goes down to your clothed core as he starts rubbing over it. âHee pleaseâ you cried out, âplease what pretty, say itâ he whispered
You moaned and squirmed against his hard cock, making him hiss âbaby u need to stop movingâ.
He laid you against your back and started placing kisses all over your neck and breasts making you breathe heavily. As he placed kisses all over your body he reached your wet core. He took his shirt off revealing his toned body you started kissing him everywhere until It all went too fast when you suddenly felt a hot wet sensation licking your pussy slow. Your eyes rolled back, feeling heeâs tongue going deep in your pussy and sucking on your bud. Your moans could no longer be held back, letting them out freely for everyone to hear.
âH-hee ah- wait!â You cried out feeling your orgasm coming faster than you thought since itâs been 2 minutes. Heeseung didnât stop, feeling your pussy tighten and open and before he knew it too, his tongue was getting covered by your juices. He licked his lips while looking at you, you thought you could look at him like this forever.
As he takes his pants off with his underwear you look at him surprised at how big he is. You gulped.
Heeseung notices your expression and smirks âyou ready baby?â You nod aggressively not wanting to wait another second.
He kissed you everywhere complimenting every little thing, he leaned over and positioned his dick at your whole and slowly pushed it in. âHEE! Fuckâ you moan, he thought you looked so pretty with your mascara running down your face because of him.
âFuck baby youâre so tightâ he groaned
You let out a ragged breath feeling him in you. He felt so big and you felt so full. Heesung looked at you asking if he could move âu-h you can moveâ heeseung nodded and moved slowly watching your face as you roll your eyes back in pleasure.
Thatâs when he started moving faster, you both were a moaing mess. Panting against each other.
Heeseung groaned feeling you squeeze against him, he could feel his orgasm coming.
You felt your orgasm coming as he went in and out âf-uck hee im cu-mingâ you moaned and closed your eyes as it came over.
Heeseung thrusting in deeper while you got off your high. He let out a raspy laugh.
You both were breathing heavily after he came and laid down with you. âthat was-â you said panting
âgreat. â heeseung looked at you and kissed you once more before he got up and got a towel from the bathrooms and cleaned you up before laying back down.
âHee?â You said laying down on his arm. âYeah baby?â He pulled you closer under the blanket âwhen will you leave for New York?â You said. Your voice not above a whisper, he looked at your sad expression and put a strand of hair behind your ear âI told my dad already im not leavingâhe said. You sat up holding the blanket to your chest, âwait really?!â You said smiling so big it hurt. âYea. â he said. Hugging you tightly. âI love you heeâ you said looking into his sparkly eyes as u pecked him on the cheek âI love you too babyâ. He kissed you back.
The sun was out ask you opened your eyes, you rubbed your eyes the memories of last night came flooding back into your mind and you couldnât believe that actually happened. A smile crept onto your face.
You felt heeseung holding you tightly by the waist. You shifted to look at him, he looked so pretty while sleeping as well. You started tracing his lips and his nose even his eyes. He started blinking and smiled âgoodmorningâ he said, his morning voice so raspy and attractive. âMorningâ you giggled and put your face into his neck.
You suddenly pulled back hearing your door open. ây/n wake uppp!â It was jay.
He stood there looking at both of you naked under the blanket.
He started blinking in disbelief.
Heeseung tried to cover you with his body which made you laugh.
You totally forgot you were in the same house as jay through all that.
Jay just walked out. You looked at heeseung confused why jay didnât punch anyone. You and heesung got dressed and went down to the kitchen to talk to jay.
You both sat on the chairs in front of the counter where jay was making breakfast.
You started âjay uh.. can we talkâ you felt like youâve betrayed your brother big time, your mind had a lot of things to say but you need to tell him the truth first.
Jay looked back at you with his eye brows furrowed he nodded letting you know to go on but before you could heeseung started talking âlook man im sorry it happened this way, I never wanted to hurt you or y/nâ he lets out heavy breathing.
You could see how hard this is for heeseung because this is his only one friendship he cares about.
Jay looks at him very angrily âif you didnât want to hurt me you shouldnât have done thisâ he said in a higher voice as he crossed his arms. You felt bad for heeseung for getting the blame âjay itâs not his fault I also wanted tooâ you say searching jays eyes for something but they were just empty ây/n I know and thatâs what I hate more, I told you so many times not t-â
You didnât let him finish and told him the truth. âI love himâ you say.
Heesung hold your hand and jay looks at heesung for an answer. âI love her aswellâ Heeseung says in a very straightforward and sincere tome. Jay turns his back, you both give him some time to think. He turns back and sets breakfast up he glances over to both of you âHeeseung you better treat her right or sheâll have to witness your funeralâ jay said while smiling as he hugged heesung. You looked at Jay with a smile âim sorry and thank youâ you hugged him back.
In the evening you invited Karina over for a barbecue your dad was hosting. You told her everything.
She was really happy for you.
After the barbecue ended all of you jumped into the pool.
Heeseung pulled you to him and gave you a peck on your lips he whispered âI love youâ you giggled and splashed water on him.
hii!! I made this acc a long time ago and I wanted to start writing so I hope people find this account lol, anyways Iâve thought about what to write already sooo im exitedd!
If you can give me tips since im just starting out pleaseee do I need all the help and advice I can get:33