fool me twice (shame on me) ❱❱ 5
characters: hwang minhyun x reader
setting: fuckboi!minhyun, college au, john tucker must die au
rating: teen (explicit language, only implied mature content)
summary: hwang minhyun breaks one of your friend’s heart along with dozens of others’ on campus so you make the perfect plan to make him pay: 1. seduce him 2. make him fall for you 3. break his heart. can you do that without falling into his trap?
tagging: @sleepywoojin, @felitheone
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“he’s definitely into you,“ sejeong claimes as you all gathered together in ther small dorm room. it was girls’ night, your traditional friday every month. a bit cliché watching romantic movies type, the one you are not really a big fan of but since they were your friends you endured their questionable choices of movies. however, this friday, the topic is you and minhyun instead of some hot actors or playing fuck, marry, kill games.
“yeah, he practically eats out of her hands. have you seen the looks he gave her when we passed by him in the hallways?“ chungha add and you feel like everybody is more excited about this than you.
“he really likes this hard-to-get type, or so it seems,“ they agree and you feel a tug in your stomach at the thought of leading minhyun on. he has always been nice to you. a bit too flirty for your liking but he isn’t a bad guy and he look so freaking hot! but then you always remember how he played with girls’ feelings and you devoured the power you had over him.
“should we step up out game then?“ you raise a brow, ready to challenge but nayoung doesn’t quite understand what you mean by that.
“what are you thinking about?“
“let’s make him prove he really wants me,“ you wink and the girls scream their ideas in chorus, getting louder in excitement. it’s gonna be a long night, you can see, with all that careful planning you make to have the boy fall for you, there’s only one variable you can’t control, or at least not really.
it happens on a monday, between classes, when you are alone, rushing to your next lesson when minhyun takes you by surprise. he slips in front of you, blocking your way and backing you up to the wall, similar to the position you had him back then in the locking room.
there’s something dangerous about his smile. something dominant and the way he seemingly doesn’t care about the turbulence he caused, attracting the other students’ attention on you shows that he exactly know what he is doing. he’s cornering you on public so you cannot run away as simply as you did those last times.
“are you playing with me, y/n?” he asks straighforward as ever and you shrug like you didn’t ignore his messages the whole weekend.
“me? no. why do you think that?” you blink innocently with faux naiveness in your voice but both of you know the turth and it’s kinda fun that neither of you talks about it.
“you are a funny little thing, aren’t you?“ his lips twitches and you want to touch so badly, to cup his face and smooth over those suspicious lines but no, you curl your fingers into a fist.
“normally i don’t joke around,“ you shake your head teasing him more and more. it’s an endless circle.
“it’s just… it feels like you wanna take me to the edge every time just to back off,” minhyun carefully words the sentence and he’s got a point there, because it is what it is about, isn’t it?
“you are not that stupid they say you are, hwang, after all,“ you click your tongue and it could be outright offending if the athlete didn’t like your playfully rude humour.
“and let me guess, you are into intelligent guys,“ he played this game well leaning in closer and closer, resting his head against the wall behind your back.
“well, you said it, not me,“ you shrug but don’t say that for him, you could change your mind just for a while. you bit into your lip and keep the eyecontent as long as the boy comes so close you see his lashes and the prettiest moles on his face clearly. his luscious lips so inviting, they make it physically hard to yank yourself out of his arms’ cage when they brush against yours. “i have to go. i don’t want to be late from class,“ you make a stupid excuse but doesn’t shake off minhyun when he throws an arm over your soulder as you walk.
“will you come for the regionals?“ he asks quite curiously and you chuckle. that was your original plan after all.
“if you do…” minhyun continues without much sadness as if he knew he won. “wear my jersey.”
“i don’t even have that,” you snort loudly but then the air get stuck in your lungs as the boy’s lips brush against your ear.
“i will take care of it,” he whispers with a playful wink and you sigh.
“okay,“ you nod and slip out of his manly arm when you reach the classroom. “win the game and we will see about your reward.”
the suspicious tilt of minhyun’s head tells you he isn’t sure he can trust you. you don’t blame him.
“promise?“ he quirks and eyebrow and you laugh.
instead of answering you fly him a kiss and disappear in the classroom.
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