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[woniiez]

𝐊𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐢𝐭 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 ch.s

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬. choi san x fem!reader

𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬/𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞. childhood frenemys to lovers, pregnancy trope

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𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬. pregnancy, smut, slow burn, angst (kind of) i’ll update every chapter

𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭. (open) comment!

@kaitioo @jonghosleftbigtoe@brown88 @darjeelinglemontea@notlorenn

|𝐊𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐢𝐭 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 chp1 (3k)

|𝐊𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐢𝐭 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 chp2 (4k)

[woniiez]

𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞.sj

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬. jake x fem!reader

𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬. your usually shy and calm bf gets jealous and decides to teach you a lesson

|𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭. 1.8k

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬. smut,dom!jake, sub!reader, unprotected sex, belt¿ spanking? guys idk just smut basically.

(Inspired by (kind of) miss possessive by tate mcrae but it’s mister instead yk, had so much fun writing this 👅)

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.

“What the hell was that back there?”jake's voice cuts low and rough so different from his usual soft spoken tone. He shrugs off his jacket flinging it onto the couch. “You were all over that guy. Laughing, touching his arm flirting right in front of me”

Your eyes widen “flirting? 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 scene”

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. “make 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?”

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. “It's not like that! you're paranoid If you trusted me—“

“Trusted you?”Jake 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. “Maybe I need to remind you who you belong to. Teach you what happens when you forget”

Your breath catches, this is a side of jake you haven’t seen ever. He’s 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. “What are you gonna do Jake? Yell louder?”

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. “No. I'm gonna show you”He 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. “Jake... stop—“

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. l”You wanna tease other men? Go ahead. But this pussy? It's mine”

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. “Jake... oh god” you whimper, the anger dissolving into desperate need.

He leans over you, his chest flush against your back, lips brushing your ear. “that's right. Feel how wet you are for me? Not for him.”His 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.

“ Not yet” 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. “You need to learn your place first”

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 “look at you all tied up for me no running now baby”

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.

“Count them”Jake 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. “One”you 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. “Two... three... four,” 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. “Good girl. See how you take it?this is what happens when you forget who's in charge.”He 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.

“Five... six... oh fuck, seven” 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.

“Please,”you 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. “Beg for it. Tell me who owns this” 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.

“Yours”you gasp, pushing back to meet him despite the belt. “It's yours, Jake”

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.

“Come for me”he demands, his shy voice now a rough command, breath ragged against your ear. “Show me you know who fucks you like this who punishes this tight little pussy”

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. “fuck you're so tight gonna fill you up,”he 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. “I'm sorry”he whispers, eyes searching yours “but don't make me remind you again”

You nod, leaning into him, the lesson etched into every sore inch of your body, the ache a reminder of his possession.

[woniiez]

𝐊𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐢𝐭 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 ch.s

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𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬. choi san x fem!reader

𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬/𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞. childhood frenemys to lovers, pregnancy trope

|𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭. 4k.

series masterlist

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬. pregnancy? none others i think i’ll update every chapter

𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭. (open) comment!

(i promise the good stuff is coming this is a little bit of a slow burn, i hope you enjoy!)

who the fuck is shouting.

You can hear someone shout out your name as you slowly open your eyes, everything is hazy and whoever’s 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?

“JEEZ ! what’s with the pillows and where are you even getting them from?” 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 “y/n we have dinner with the Choi’s like now, get ready.” she mutters something under her breath which sounded a lot like bitch. “

Did you just call me a bitch..” she looks at you up and down and reply’s with a yes “get out” 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 she’s wearing washed out blue jeans and a pair of black heels with YOUR black top which you haven’t even worn ONCE YET she looks good though but too bad i don’t care, she probably notices your eyes lingering on the top and starts talking

“y/n you didn’t tell me about meeting san-“ goddamn mina “so consider this payback” she winks, this bitch she’s 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, i’ll 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 Choi’s 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 haven’t explained as to why you met san today.

Oook so maybe you haven’t told your sisters about you and san hanging out recently and they thought whatever that was going on was over

The reason they’re 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 wouldn’t 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 shouldn’t 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 didn’t 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 he’ll get the door and he opens it with his sexy smile, dimples showing.

He’s 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 “hi” 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 “come on moms waiting for you”

Great. this is just great you’re 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 san’s parents talking and sipping wine.

They’ve served wine for all of you but you feel so sick to your stomach nothing is appetising nor appealing so you don’t touch the wine.

You feel a breath on your neck “you okay?” it’s 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 don’t have to sit through that thank god.

You turn to mina and nudge her arm with your elbow cause of course she’s on her phone, she looks up at you raising her eyebrows questionably, you get up pulling her arm up with you “we’re going to the um-“ you get cut off by your sister “to get some air” thankfully no one noticed you shaking and stuttering you walk to the bathroom and close the door pulling mina in.

“what’s wrong?” mina asks looking shockingly worried.

You sit down on the floor in front of the toilet and throw up literally nothing at this point you’ve been vomiting so much there’s nothing left.

Mina leans down to collect your hair, when you’re done you wash your face makeup be gone.

“ugh what’s wrong with me” you look up at mina from the sink while shes trying her best to avoid looking at you “what.” she finally looks at you and says something so stupid you start laughing “are you pregnant..?”

“oh my god” you’re wheezing at this point, no way she actually said that but what if i am you think but you’ve only been with san and been safe so it can’t be

“stop laughing y/n” she says looking fully serious, you cannot be pregnant atleast not yet and not with san who you’re not even dating yet this is all so annoying, “come on mina are you seriously saying i could be pregnant?”

“yes. that’s exactly what i’m saying” she crosses her arms looking a lot like mom right now, “ok mina let’s not do this right now there’s no way i am” she still doesn’t 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.

“is everything okay?” he asks looking at you up and down like somethings wrong which it is but “yea i’m fine i’ve just been feeling sick since this morning and mina said something so stupid i got mad” you explain and it does nothing to help him get less worried “what did she say?” right now there’s no way out of this so you just say it “she thinks i’m pregnant” he looks like he’s seen a ghost so before he can talk you cut him off “but we were safe so there’s nothing to worry about it’s probably just something else right?”

“yeah yeah that’s probably it” he seems to be avoiding your eyes and then says “um moms calling you guys” san starts walking back and into the kitchen but you call out to him to tell him you’re foing to get some air and you walk out the front door.

The cool air hits your face as you step outside the Choi’s 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.

San’s words echo in your mind: “Yeah, yeah, that’s probably it.”

But something in his voice didn’t sit right, was there a hint of nervousness there? You’re not sure, but you don’t have the energy to dwell on it right now.

You pull your phone from your pocket, glancing at the time—9:30 PM. It’s late, and you should’ve been at the dinner table, pretending everything was fine. But you can’t. Not like this. You’re done.

A text from Sarah lights up your screen.

Sarah: “Yo, heard you were hanging with San today. What’s going on? Call me when you can.”

Oh come on mina, she actually told the whole world

You rhink about replying but you don’t feel like talking. Not to anyone.

You start typing a response but stop midway. Do you really want to tell her about the mess you’ve got yourself tangled up in? It’s too much to explain. Your stomach turns again. You need time to think.

You glance back at the Choi’s house. You’re 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 San’s kiss earlier. The way he looked at you, the way he touched you. His nervousness when you mentioned Mina’s words.

Could I really be pregnant?

No. There’s no way. You and san had been careful. You’ve always been careful. This couldn’t be happening, not when you’re 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 won’t joke or be weird about it. Someone who can tell you straight if your brain is overthinking everything.

That’s when your phone buzzes.

You pull it out of your pocket, hoping for some distraction from your thoughts. It’s a message from Meline.

Meline: Don’t 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. She’s your sister, and she knows how much you care about San, even if she’s 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 who’s calling.

San.

You stare at the screen for a moment, your heart thumping in your chest. What could he possibly want right now? Maybe he’s worried too, trying to clear the air before things get too complicated.

You answer the call, lifting the phone to your ear.

“Hey,” you say, your voice sounding quiet

“Y/n, where are you?” San’s 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.

“I’m outside,” you reply, trying to sound more composed than you feel. “Needed some fresh air.”

There’s a pause, and then you hear the sound of him moving around. “Are you okay?” he asks, his tone softer now.

You exhale, pulling the phone tighter to your ear. “yeah, just… I don’t know, San. I’ve been feeling sick all day, and with what mina said”

There’s a long pause on the other end of the line, his voice comes back, almost in a whisper, like he’s afraid to say it out loud. “and… do you think you are?”

You freeze. Do I think I’m pregnant?

No. You don’t. You can’t. But then again, you don’t know for sure, do you?

“I don’t know,” you mutter, your voice shaky. “I’ve been feeling off, but we’ve been careful. We used protection. so there’s no way, right?”

You can hear him exhale deeply, his voice sounding strained. “Right. You’re right. You’re probably just stressed or something.”

You clench your eyes shut, leaning your head back against the lamppost. Just stressed?

You can’t shake the doubt that’s settled in your chest, but you don’t want to keep talking about it. You want to change the subject, to forget this whole night ever happened. So, you do what you’ve always doneand brush it off. “I’m fine, San. Honestly. I’ll be okay.

He sounds unconvinced. “are you sure? Because if you’re not—”

“I am. I just need to clear my head, okay?” You cut him off, your words sharp, more forceful than you intended. “Look, I’m gonna go home. I’m not in the mood to deal with this right now. I’m fine, really. It’s nothing.”

There’s silence on the other end, and for a moment, you think he might say something else. You’re waiting for him to reassure you or maybe try to make you feel better. But instead, he just sighs.

“Alright. But if you need anything… you know where to find me.” His voice is quiet now,

You nod, even though he can’t see it. “Thanks.”

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. You’re not sure if it’s 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 it’s not San.

Mina: y/n, i was serious. Take a test please. I know you’ think it’s not true but you need to know for sure.

You stare at the message, your fingers trembling as you read it. You know she’s right. You’ve been avoiding it, not wanting to face whatever truth might come. But now that she’s mentioned it… you can’t ignore the thought any longer.

You take a deep breath, your mind racing. You need to talk to someone about this, someone who isn’t San or your sisters. You need to know if you’re 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 can’t shake the feeling that your life might be about to change in ways you never expected and you’re 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 stomach’s 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 that’s not it.

You lie there for a while and minas words keep ringing in your ears: “Take a test, Y/N. You need to know for sure.” fucking mina.

As much as you want to ignore it, you know she’s right. You can’t keep pretending like nothing’s 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 can’t 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: I’m doing it.

You hit send before you can talk yourself out of it. The anxiety creeps up your spine. What if she’s 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 you’re walking in slow motion the little white box stares at you from the shelf like it’s 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 you’re living someone else’s life. This can’t be real, right? You and san? You haven’t 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. You’re not sure how long you’re supposed to wait, but it feels like forever. Your breath hitches in your throat, and you can’t 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 you’re seeing things correctly. But nope. It’s there. Two lines. Positive. You are pregnant.

At the same time you hear a knock on the door “y/n are you okay?” it’s mina.

Your heart starts racing, pounding in your ears. No. No, no, no. This can’t be happening. You grip the counter for balance, your legs suddenly weak as you try to process the weight of what you’re seeing. It’s 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 weren’t supposed to be here. This wasn’t part of the plan.

Your mind flashes back to last night, he seemed so worried when you mentioned Mina’s theory and now… now you’re holding a pregnancy test in your hands.

What the hell is going on?

You don’t even know what you’re feeling you slowly open the door and minas staring right back at you

You don’t even know what to say but before you can she hugs you.

“Its okay y/n”

You push away from her and walk oht to sit on your bed, staring at the two pink lines.

“You have to tell san” mina says lingering by the door

Tell San? How do you even start that conversation? You can’t just drop this on him without warning. You don’t know what it means for you two, and you sure as hell don’t know what it means for your life right now.

But Mina’s 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 can’t keep pretending like everything is fine. You can’t ignore this anymore. The next step is clear, even if it feels like the hardest thing you’ve 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? You’re 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. It’s a message from San, his name flashing on the screen. You hesitate, your stomach twisting.

San: “What’s up? You good? Should I come over?”

You can feel your heart rate pick up as you read the message. He’s 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. That’s gonna be hard.

A sound by your door reminds you mina is still here she looks hesitant she’s clearly concerned but trying not to show it too much.

“y/n, you have to talk to him. You can’t keep avoiding it this isn’t something you can deal with on your own.”

You know she’s right but it’s 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?

“I know,” you mutter, not sure who you’re saying that to mina, yourself, or the voice in your head.

Mina steps closer, her eyes soft with concern. “we’ll get through this. But you need to tell him. Don’t wait too long you’re not alone in this.”

She’s right. You’re not alone. But this whole situation feels like you’re floating in the middle of an ocean.

You look at your phone again, and then back at Mina. “I don’t even know how to say it, Mina. I don’t even know if he’s ready for this what if he never talk to me or-“

“Are you ready for this?” 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: “please come over. I can’t do this through text.”

Your hands are shaking as you send it. You sit back against the bed, your heart thudding in your chest. Now there’s no turning back.

Mina lingers by the door for a moment, watching you. “I’ll be here. Just… take it one step at a time, okay?”

You nod, but everything in your body feels like it’s about to break open. This isn’t just about a pregnancy test anymore. It’s about everything that’s changed in the past few days,and the one person who’s been able to mess with your head and heart since the moment you met him.

The doorbell rings suddenly, pulling you from your thoughts.

It’s San. He’s here. And this conversation it’s happening whether you’re ready or not.

[woniiez]

𝐊𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐢𝐭 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 ch.s

𝐜𝐡𝟏.

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬. choi san x fem!reader

𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬/𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞. childhood frenemys to lovers, pregnancy trope

|𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭. 3k

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𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬. none for this chapter i think, i’ll update every chapter

𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭. (open) comment!

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(y’all i’m back 🙏🏻 i lost all my work on the mingi series i was doing and lost all motivation to re write and well never came back. I’m making a comeback now so everything’s 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 i’ll continue it also if there are any errors lmk cause this is not proof read)

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You wake up feeling like you just got run over by a truck. you’re all sweaty and somethings coming up your throat, you throw the blanket away, as long as it’s no where near you and sprint into the bathroom, the “something” coming up your throat is vomit and well it’s 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 everything’s 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.

“shit shit shit” you start mumbling to yourself after realising that you’re 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.

He’s 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 floorboards“why is it so quiet today” 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. “MINAAA!” 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, “what the fuck is your issue” mina groans, in her sleep even she sounds like a dying rat, you pick up the pillow and throw it at her face, i don’t miss obviously unlike her “why didn’t you wake me up it’s 8AM. “ 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 didn’t wake you up, you love your sister but she can be a pain in the ass sometimes ok most of the time.

“mina. wake up.” you say in a calm collected tone so she gets the message you’re serious. You’re the oldest out of your other two sisters mina is the youngest not surprising and then there’s meline the middle child, your sisters are your best friends just having a 2 and 1 year different with them and you’re really close to them but if you told them you’re meeting San today they would quite literally murder you in your sleep with a pillow probably or not they’re really creative, you really need to tell them the situation but you don’t think they’ll 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 i’m 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 “goodmorning to you too sunshine. what can i do for you today?..” you roll your eyes and start to speak but she cuts you off “you look like shit by the way” 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.

“mina i don’t have time for this i have to go, and you my dear sister have to drop me off.”you bat your eyelashes at her “what the fuck are you talking about it’s 8AM i’m not going anywhere i’m soo hungover” 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, “Y/N!!! IM GONNA TELL DAD LEAVE ME ALONE!” she starts screaming but u put your hands on her mouth because no one can know you’re going out with San especially your dad “mina can you shut up and listen to me.” you drop her to the ground, she looks at you like she’s waiting for you to start speaking you sigh “i have to meet san. DONT say anything yet just drop me off i’ll tell you later. please i’ll do anything” you plead with your eyes and well your words she gets up while replying “what the fuck why are you even- omg does meline know she’s gonna freak- you cut her off “mina can you please just stop fucking talking i told you i’ll tell you why and no she doesn’t know i’ll tell her later but i just need you to take me okay? i need to her ready now so shut up and do the same”

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, it’s gloomy and there’s a lot of fog over the whole garden you can’t 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 it’s 9AM already shit.

“Mina let’s go im getting late” you say sitting on her bed waiting for her to come out of the bathroom, she walks out in grey sweats and a hoodie “let’s go” she says you don’t 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 she’s quiet you think.

You start feeling really nauseous as the car starts to take turns so you open the window it’s getting cold out feeling like you’ll vomit this early is not ideal but you push it down and think about how today will go, you haven’t met San in a while but it doesn’t matter your “friendship” 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 didn’t exactly like each other growing up so you weren’t 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 didn’t 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 didn’t 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 he’s coming back after a month and a half, he came back for his summer break and he shouldn’t be coming back so soon since well he doesn’t have break and it’s his last year at uni same as you guess i’ll find out later then .

Mina pulls into the airport parking and looks at you waiting for something “what!” feeling iffy and not wanting to deal with her right now since it’s already 9:55 meaning you’re late you reply, “geez what crawled up your ass, nothing just worried about you, kinda look pale.” she huffs you roll your eyes since that’s all she evokes from you and get out of the car walking towards the arrivals area it’s 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, he’s 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 “i missed you baby” 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 “hi” your voice nothing above a whisper, you both pull away from each other and he takes your hand interlocking them with his “my cars here let’s get something to eat, are you hungry?” he asks even though you feel like you’ll throw up right you look up at him and nod. “Are you not cold it’s freezing and i’m not giving you my hoodie” your eyebrows pull together questioning him while really just checking him out up and down he softly chuckles “I don’t want your hoodie y/n and you don’t seem really concerned for my health while checking me out” ok he got me you roll your eyes, you both walk towards his car that’s 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 “So you are cold!” 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 “So how are you? how are mina and meline? we haven’t talked much since i left the last time” no we have not you’ve been really busy with uni this being your last year and all so you guessed it was the same for him “they’re good im good how’s uni going?” you reply with a tight lipped smile “it’s going well, that’s actually what i wanted to talk to you about” huh you think.

He pulls into the restaurant Millys is a 90s style restaurant and it’s where you and San spend most of your time together outside of his room just cause it’s been such a comforting place since high school and no one knew about your secret hookups that’s all they were and are you and san haven’t 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 wouldn’t work.

You both walk in it smells amazing you haven’t 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 he’s done ordering “I’m not sharing my milkshake” you say accusingly he always does this. He laughs putting his hands up as to say he doesn’t 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 “Soo what did you wanna tell me?” he stares at you longer before replying “I’m moving back” oook one way to shock a girl “wait what!? you’re moving back? what about uni??” 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 “I transferred here same as you” you can feel yourself blinking fast so you stop “To Camden?” 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 “Wait but why? i thought you loved it in london” he looks out the window and answers “i did but i miss being here and i only have a year left” you hum understanding what he said his whole family is here and even if he has friends there it’s 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 “what?” you say not understanding why he’s smiling he replies “You look cute” 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 didn’t know that could do that you think, snapping yourself out of it you see him drinking your milkshake you frown at him “Hey! get your own” 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 don’t 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 “hey y/n what’s wrong?” 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 “it’s ok baby” 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 you’re home, pulling yourself out of the thoughts you look up at him as he squeezes your hand and smiles “Uh i guess i’ll see u later then” you say feeling awkward he let’s go of your hand after pressing a soft kiss to your knuckles “Yea tonight my mom invited your parents for dinnner so guess i’ll see you then?” he asks looking at you hoping you will “I’ll see you then” you nod before opening the car door and getting off he calls out “y/n drink water and get something to eat” 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.

[woniiez]

𝙏𝙄𝙀𝘿 𝙏𝙊𝙂𝙀𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙍. S.mg

𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧1. The song estate

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𝙋𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜. Song mingi x fem!reader

𝙎𝙮𝙣𝙤𝙥𝙨𝙞𝙨. You always thought of Mingi as nothing more than the spoiled son of a wealthy CEO. He was the kind of guy you’d hear about in the tabloids, always caught in the middle of some scandal, some drunken night out, or some rumored fling with the next “it” 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, entitled, and far too used to getting whatever he wanted.

It was easy to pretend he didn’t matter when your families would meet.You had different friend groups, different circles. And when you had to endure forced family gatherings, he’d 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 mother and I have spoken to Mr. Song,” he continued. “We’ve come to an agreement.” “What agreement?”

“You’re going to marry Mingi.”

|| 𝙒𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩. 2.3k

𝙂𝙚𝙣𝙧𝙚. arranged marriage!

𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨. alcohol consumption (ig that’s all lmkk,it’ll be updated for every chapter)

𝙏𝙖𝙜𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩. (Open! Comment below if you wanna be added)

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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 you’d hear about in the tabloids, always caught in the middle of some scandal, some drunken night out, or some rumored fling with the next “it” 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 who’d 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 wasn’t that you hated Mingi, per se. You just couldn’t 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 couldn’t 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 didn’t matter when your families were never really close. You had different friend groups, different circles. And when you had to endure forced family gatherings, he’d 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. You’d 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.

“Sweetheart,” he began, his tone soft but firm, “the company… it’s in trouble.”

Your stomach dropped. You didn’t need to hear more. You knew what this meant. Your father’s 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.

“Your mother and I have spoken to Mr. Song,” he continued. “We’ve come to an agreement.”

“What agreement?”

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. “You’re going to marry Mingi.”

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 wasn’t asking for your opinion. This wasn’t up for discussion.

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The room feels smaller than usual, its walls closing in with the weight of your father’s words. You’re still trying to process the news handed down to you just last night “You’re going to marry Mingi.”

Now here you were sitting in your fathers office looking at the man in question, sitting lazily in the armchair across from your father’s desk. He looks as he couldn’t care less about what's going on, his fingers scrolling through his phone.

“Dad, you can’t be serious,” you say, your voice rising despite your best efforts to remain calm.

Your father sighs, rubbing his temples. “I know this isn’t what you wanted, but it’s what’s necessary. The business is at risk, and this marriage will secure our future.”

“So you’re just… selling me off?” you snap, the bitterness in your tone sharp enough to cut glass.

“It’s not like that,” he says. “This is about survival. For all of us.”

You shake your head, disbelief and anger coursing through you. “And what about what I want? What about my life?”

“Your life will continue,” he says firmly. “You’ll have everything you need comfort, security, status.”

“But I won’t have a choice,” your hands clenched into fists. “Do I even get a say in this?”

Before your father can respond, Mingi speaks up, his deep voice cutting through the tension. “Oh, let her have her moment,” his eyes finally moving away from his phone. “She’ll come around eventually.”

Your head snaps in his direction, fire burning in your chest. “Excuse me?!”

He shrugs, his lips curling into a smirk. “It’s not like either of us has a choice. So keep it to yourself.”

“You’re unbelievable,” you say, standing abruptly. “This whole thing is insane.”

“Sit down,” your father commands, his voice sharp. “We’re not finished.”

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.

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Later that evening, the situation is made worse when your father pulls you aside and informs you of another detail in this arrangement.

“You’ll be moving into the Song family estate,” he says casually, as if your whole life isnt changing overniht.

“What?!” you exclaim, your voice rising.

He frowns. “Keep your voice down. This is all part of the agreement.”

“Why?” you ask, your arms crossed defensively. “Why do I have to live there?”

“It’s practical,” he replies, as if that explains anything. “The 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.”

You cant even imagine of sharing a house with Mingi. “What if I refuse?”

Your father looks at you with a stern look. “You won’t. This is for the family, and I expect you to act like an adult about it.”

His words leave no room for argument, and the next thing you know, you’re 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 “celebrate” the engagement. Mingi is already there, sitting in the living room with a glass of wine in his hand.

“Welcome to your new home,” he says with a grin that makes you want to throw something at him.

“Don’t get too comfortable,” you snap. “This is temporary.”

He chuckles, clearly enjoying your discomfort. “Whatever helps you sleep at night.”

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The Song family estate, It’s 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, it’s cold. Detached. It doesn’t feel like home, and you can’t imagine it ever will.

The worst part isn’t the house or its suffocating extravagance. It’s Mingi. Living in the same house as Mingi is a nightmare. Despite the large size of the house, it feels impossible to avoid him.

You’d 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 isn’t on your side. When you shuffle into the kitchen, still half-asleep, thinking about the talk you had with your father last night.

(flashback) “Dad, this isn’t fair,” you say, your voice trembling with emotion. “I don’t want to marry him.”

He looks up from his paperwork, his expression worn out. “I know this is hard for you, but it’s what’s best for the family.”

“Why does it have to be me?” you ask, your voice breaking. “Why can’t there be another way?”

“Because there isn’t,” he says firmly. “The Songs are our only hope. And they agreed to this arrangement because they believe in our family. Don’t let us down.” Leaving you no room to argue.

Mingi is already there, leaning against the island counter with a coffee mug in hand.

He’s 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.

“Morning, sunshine,” he mockingly says.

“Don’t call me that,” you snap, heading straight for the coffee machine.

Mingi smirks, clearly enjoying himself. “You’re grumpy before caffeine. Noted.”

You ignore him, pouring yourself a cup and walk to the far side of the counter.

“Are you always this pleasant in the mornings?” he teases, watching you over the rim of his mug.

You glare at him. “Are you always this annoying?”

He chuckles, shaking his head. “You’re going to make this marriage so much fun.”

“It’s not a real marriage,” you say sharply. “Don’t forget that.”

“Ah, yes. A business deal,” he says with a smirk. “How romantic.”

You bite back a snarky response, refusing to give him the satisfaction of knowing how much he’s 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, he’s already lying down on the couch, flipping through channels on the massive flat-screen TV.

“Don’t you have anywhere else to be?” you ask, crossing your arms.

He glances up at you, an amused expression on his face. “This is my house, remember?”

“Unfortunately,” you mutter under your breath, heading for one of the armchairs.

Mingi smirks, patting the empty space next to him on the couch. “Come on, sit with me. I don’t bite.”

“I’d rather not,” 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, you’re supposed to go to yet another awkward family dinner. Mingi’s 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 aren’t 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.

“You should eat more,” Mingi says suddenly, his voice breaking through your thoughts.

You look up from your plate to find him smirking at you. “What?”

“You’re picking at your food,” he observes. “Not hungry?”

“Why do you care?” you ask, narrowing your eyes at him.

“Just making conversation,” he says with a shrug. “Don’t want my lovely fiancée wasting away before the wedding.”

You roll your eyes, but before you can respond, Mingi’s father speaks up.

“Mingi, behave,” he says, though he doesn’t even look up from his plate.

Mingi chuckles, clearly unbothered. “Yes, sir.”

---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Despite the huge size of the house, it feels impossible to avoid Mingi. He’s everywhere, lounging in the living room, raiding the kitchen, even wandering into the library where you’ve 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.

“Didn’t take you for a gardener,” Mingi’s voice startles you, and you turn to see him leaning casually against a tree, with his hands in his pockets.

“I’m not,” your reply abrubtly, turning back to the flowers.

He walks over, his presence annoyingly appealing. “Then what are you doing out here?”

“Trying to get away from you,” you say without missing a beat.

He laughs, the sound deep. “You’re terrible at it.”

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 can’t help but listen.

“I know, Dad,” he says, frustrated. “I’m doing what you asked. What more do you want from me?”

There’s a pause, followed by a heavy sigh. “Fine. I’ll handle it.”

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 he’s under, and it makes you wonder if there’s more to him than the cockyness he shows to the world.

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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, there’s an undeniable chemistry that neither of you is willing to acknowledge.

One night, as you’re brushing your teeth, Mingi walks into the shared bathroom without knocking.

“Seriously?” you exclaim, looking at him through the mirror.

“What? It’s not like I haven’t seen someone brush their teeth before,” he says with a smirk, leaning against the doorframe.

“You’re impossible,” you mutter, rinsing your mouth and pushing past him.

“And yet, here we are,” he calls after you, his laughter following you down the hallway.

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© won!!ez , 2024. do not copy, steal my stories

[woniiez]

𝙏𝙄𝙀𝘿 𝙏𝙊𝙂𝙀𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙍 S.mg

𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀. song mingi x fem!reader

𝗦𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮/teaser. You always thought of Mingi as nothing more than the spoiled son of a wealthy CEO. He was the kind of guy you’d hear about in the tabloids, always caught in the middle of some scandal, some drunken night out, or some rumored fling with the next “it” 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, 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 who’d 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 wasn’t that you hated Mingi, per se. You just couldn’t 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 couldn’t 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 didn’t matter when your families were never really close. You had different friend groups, different circles. And when you had to endure forced family gatherings, he’d 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. You’d 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.

“Sweetheart,” he began, his tone soft but firm, “the company… it’s in trouble.”

Your stomach dropped. You didn’t need to hear more. You knew what this meant. Your father’s 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.

“Your mother and I have spoken to Mr. Song,” he continued. “We’ve come to an agreement.”

“What agreement?”

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. “You’re going to marry Mingi.”

|| 𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁. series

𝗚𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲. arranged marriage!

𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀. will be updated for every chapter.

𝙏𝙖𝙜𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩. (Open! Comment below if you wanna be added) @minkioswoo @yunhogrippers @hee-yunie @juicy-red @bee-gremlin @memorabxlia @yizhou-time @hoonsungs @in3pti0n @juicy-red @ateezswonderland @tinystarryeyes @aerixfixoff @gemjimin @hwxbibi

(hii I’m back. This took me really long to plan and then write, I’m 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 haven’t read something with this genre (series) on mingi so I just started writing and saw it going somewhere so ig that’s how it came to be. I did take help from a few friends to improve the writing since I don’t have an extensive vocabulary so it’s 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!)

𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝟭.𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗮𝘁𝗲

[simplyadoreateez]

[📷] 2025 SEASON'S GREETINGS: ROCK WILL NEVER DIE !🎸

[woniiez]

no bc what!!!?! #needthat

i LOVE LOVE rockteez

[woniiez]

helloo!! i posted my very first fic 3 days ago i think. It’s surprisingly gotten a lot of attention and I just wanna say thank u smm. I need to start writing something else soon, I haven’t 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

[woniiez]

ᴛɪʟʟ ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴇʀ ᴇɴᴅꜱ | ₗ.ₕₛ

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢꜱ. brothers bestfriend! heeseung x fem!reader

ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ. You were sleeping when jay started banging on your door “y/n heeseung is gonna stay with us for the summer”. Lee heesung, your brothers best friend and the boy you’ve had a crush on since you saw him 5 years ago in your living room.

|| ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ. 4-6k (wrote this on my phone so i have no idea, tried to check it but it kept giving me different word counts)

ɢᴇɴʀᴇ. smut, brothers bestfriend.

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ. nsfw! smut lmk if there’s anything else.

(hii this is the first fic I’ve 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 🙏🏻. Since this is the first time I’ve written it’s not really fully “fic coded” you could say Ig but I’ll 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.)

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You’ve never really talked to Heeseung much. He comes over a lot but jay doesn’t let you hang out with them much, it doesn’t 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 “ Y/N!! Heeseung is gonna stay with us for the summer”

You couldn’t wait for summer break to come but now you’re grateful there’s still a week left.

you RAN to karina’s house which thankfully was next door. She was obviously still asleep.

“Karinaaa!! WAKE UPPP” you say while pulling the blinds up, “y/n it’s 8am please I haven’t slept all night” karina said while pulling the blanket over her face

“I need to tell you something. ” you looked at her with a very serious face waiting for her to sit up “yes y/n goodmorning to you too” you smiled at her and murmured goodmorning back “ok get this jay said Lee heeseung is gonna stay at ours for the summer..the WHOLE summer!” You let out a sigh you didn’t 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 “can you say something why are you looking at me like that” she took a breath in and out. Oh no u hate when she does that, it feels like she’s going to pounce on you “y/n..is this what you wanted to tell me so badly to wake me up at 8am on a Sunday?” She said in a calm and low tone. You just looked at her as u blinked slowly and nodded slowly, she wasn’t having any of it “y/n it’s not a big deal it’s just heesung and jay is best friends with him you literally see him everyday” well that was true but she didn’t know about the crush you had on him, you just couldn’t bring yourself to tell her.“This is gonna be a looongg summer” 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 “it’s finally summer” 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 we’ve 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 it’s something he only makes it in the summer. “Jayy you’re making waffles?!!!!???!” You said giggling

and grinning, doing a silly dance “when I met you in the summerrrrr~~” you sang as a smile spreads on jays face. He hums with you.

“Sit down y/n 5 minutes more” 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 “WHA-“ 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. “What’s up?”

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 “hey I heard you’re staying here for the summer”you say trying to relax your voice, you sit down on the chair next to him and look up at him waiting for an answer “mhm” that’s all he says. You think if you’re going see him the whole summer you need to get to know him better atleast. You tilt your head and ask,“Can I ask why?” Your eyebrows raise in curiosity and a gentle smile forms on your lips showing you’re 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 “y/n don’t bother him” 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 “im moving to New York after the summer cause of my dads work” he says,his tone relaxed. He shrugs, his eyes glancing away for a moment. “he’s already there so I’m staying here till I leave” 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. “New York, huh? That’s a big change,” 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?!. “Are you excited about it?” you ask, your eyes searching his, hoping to catch a glimpse of his feelings. He shrugs a bit. “I’m not really worried” he says nonchalantly. Not wanting to show too much emotion you take a bite of the waffle “oh okay” you said kind of sad but you think jay might be really sad since they’ve been best friends since they were 10.

It’s been about 2 weeks since you talked to heeseung. Even though you’re living together there’s not much interaction between you too, well there are moments when you’re going out in your prettiest clothes and he undresses you with his eyes. You try to ignore it as much as you can, you can’t 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 “do you like heesung”she says looking at you with her eye brows raised and crossed arms. “Karin-“ you pause cause heesung is standing at the backyard door by the pool. Did he hear what she said? You’re just looking at him with a confused expression. Karina looks back and smirks to herself. You can’t help but say something,it’s getting awkward “hey Heeseung do u wanna swim?” You ask, Karina noticed how your voice sounds way different from when you both talk. He scratches the back of his neck and says “yea can I?” Looking between Karina and you. You try to communicate with Karina through your eyes “ofc you can” 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 “what the hell!” You looked at Karina thinking she did that but you heard deep chuckles coming from the side, it was Heeseung “sorry didn’t mean to do that, just diving” he shrugs and looks you up and down like he’s ready to undress you “oh yeah btw there’s a party here tonight” he said. You looked at him in confusion since your parents are home. He continues “oh um jay told me to tell you, your parents have to go to a wedding” you tell him you’re 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 “mom where are you going” you ask since everyone knows except you.

“Y/n honey me and your dad have a wedding to attend it’s in the next town so we’ll be back in the morning” you tell her to be safe, you look at Karina and smile looking forward to the party. “Jay take care of y/n and don’t do anything stupid” 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 he’s wearing his watch he looks over at you “soo who did you invite” you ask out of curiosity since he didn’t tell you about the party which is in YOUR house. He looks at you smiling “anyone and everyone” he winks. You wonder what’s gonna happen tonight your head already hurts. You weren’t really into parties, just going if your friends invited you or when you need to get your mind off something. But tonight it’s someone. Jay looks at you thinking to yourself and says “y/n I’ll keep an eye out for you tonight” you already know what that means. Jay isn’t 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 they’re 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 “come in!”

You look at the door as it opens and it’s 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 can’t 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 “baby you’re staring”. You’re taken aback, you take a step back but he still walk towards you. “I think you’re the one with a staring problem hee” you say fixing the collar of his shirt, he’s 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.

It’s jay he looks between both of you “uhm Lee let’s go Jake’s calling you” 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 “y/n what the fuck don’t you remember what I told you” he says in a low and angry voice though you can tell he’s 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. “Need any help?” 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 can’t 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 can’t 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. “It’s crazy how we’re both here together,” 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 shouldn’t 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. “We can’t do this baby,” 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.

“Maybe we should go back,” you say, your voice barely above a whisper, still feeling the warmth of his lips on yours. Heeseung nods, but there’s still hesitation in his eyes.

“Are you sure?” 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 can’t help it after liking him for so long.

“I don’t know,” you admit, biting your lip. “But we can’t let anyone see us like this.” You take a step back, trying to regain some composure, but heesung reaches out, gently pulling you back toward him.

“Then let’s keep it our little secret for now,” 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 you’re also acutely aware of your brother’s 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.

“Do you think he’d be mad?” you ask, your voice barely above a whisper. Heeseungs expression softens as he considers your question.

“I don’t know,” he replies honestly. “But I don’t want to hide this if it means something.” His words send a thrill through you, you’ve wanted heesung for such a long time but the thought of your brother’s reaction hangs in the back of your mind.

As everyone starts leaving it’s already 2am and jay is extremely drunk. You ask heesung to put him to bed.

You’re sitting in on your bed still wearing your black mini dress when the door opens and closes with a bang. It’s heesung he’s charging towards you suddenly he gets on top of you. You’re just looking into his eyes looking for something but they’re just filled with desire. As you’re 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 “so fucking sexy baby” he looks like he wants to eat you. You gasp when he takes one of your nipples in his mouth “hee-“ 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. “Hee please” you cried out, “please what pretty, say it” he whispered

You moaned and squirmed against his hard cock, making him hiss “baby u need to stop moving”.

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 hee’s 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.

“H-hee ah- wait!” You cried out feeling your orgasm coming faster than you thought since it’s been 2 minutes. Heeseung didn’t 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 “you ready baby?” 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. “HEE! Fuck” you moan, he thought you looked so pretty with your mascara running down your face because of him.

“Fuck baby you’re so tight” 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 “u-h you can move” heeseung nodded and moved slowly watching your face as you roll your eyes back in pleasure.

That’s 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 “f-uck hee im cu-ming” 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. “that was-“ you said panting

“great. “ 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.

“Hee?” You said laying down on his arm. “Yeah baby?” He pulled you closer under the blanket “when will you leave for New York?” You said. Your voice not above a whisper, he looked at your sad expression and put a strand of hair behind your ear “I told my dad already im not leaving”he said. You sat up holding the blanket to your chest, “wait really?!” You said smiling so big it hurt. “Yea. “ he said. Hugging you tightly. “I love you hee” you said looking into his sparkly eyes as u pecked him on the cheek “I love you too baby”. 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 couldn’t 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 “goodmorning” he said, his morning voice so raspy and attractive. “Morning” you giggled and put your face into his neck.

You suddenly pulled back hearing your door open. “y/n wake uppp!” 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 didn’t 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 “jay uh.. can we talk” you felt like you’ve 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 “look man im sorry it happened this way, I never wanted to hurt you or y/n” 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 “if you didn’t want to hurt me you shouldn’t have done this” he said in a higher voice as he crossed his arms. You felt bad for heeseung for getting the blame “jay it’s not his fault I also wanted too” you say searching jays eyes for something but they were just empty “y/n I know and that’s what I hate more, I told you so many times not t-“

You didn’t let him finish and told him the truth. “I love him” you say.

Heesung hold your hand and jay looks at heesung for an answer. “I love her aswell” 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 “Heeseung you better treat her right or she’ll have to witness your funeral” jay said while smiling as he hugged heesung. You looked at Jay with a smile “im sorry and thank you” 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 “I love you” you giggled and splashed water on him.

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© won!!ez , 2024. do not copy, steal my stories

[woniiez]

hii!! I made this acc a long time ago and I wanted to start writing so I hope people find this account lol, anyways I’ve 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