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“So? We have time. C’mon, manager, play with me~ Or would you rather I go find someone else to play with, hmm?”

Your cheeks are warm and the slight annoyance that comes with Jeonghan’s comment makes you bite your bottom lip.

He knew how to push every single one of your buttons.

“This is w-why you’re always getting in trouble, ‘Han…” Mumbling, your eyes follow Jeonghan’s blonde head until he pulls back and his lust-filled eyes are meeting your own.

He smirks; hands already on the waistband of your skirt as you gasp.

“If it makes you feel any better, I haven’t had to go find someone else to play with since you became my manager~ So, I’d like to think you’re doing your job quite nicely~”

“Ngh… Fuh–fuck…”

Your body rocks between the vanity and Jeonghan’s own body as you avoid staring at your blissed out face in the mirror - Jeonghan’s cocky smirks and teasing chuckles making your entire body shiver.

“Everyone praises you, y’know?” Jeonghan angles his thrusts perfectly so that the head of his cock slams into your g-spot. “They always talk about how good you are at your job - how good you were for ‘taming’ me since I was gettin’ a little too… troublesome~ It’s so cute~”

You bite down on the sleeve of your shirt to keep in your loud cries; walls clamping down on his cock with each sharp snap of his hips.

“Ah, but what would they do if they knew that it was me ‘taming’ you, princess? Always spreading those pretty legs of yours for me so we can play~ I’ve fucked your pretty ‘lil cunt in every room of this building, haven’t I?”

“J–Jeonghan... Ngh, pl–please...”

Your words and pleas are muffled against the fabric of your sleeve - tears gathering on your waterline when you start to feel his cock throbbing inside of you.

“Always so ready for me - so fuckin’ wet and hot when I slide my cock into your pussy... Once rehearsals are over, I wanna play with you again, okay~? I’m gonna cum so deep inside this cunt right now and I want you to be good and make sure to not let a single drop go to waste~”

You let out muffled cries as his pace doubles; walls clenching around him hard when you feel him starting to cum inside of you. 

“J–Jeonghan, mmngh...!”

The warmth spreads inside of your body as he unloads all of his cum inside of you and it’s enough to throw you over the edge as you follow suit and cum with him - unable to mask your cries as you double over against the vanity.

“Ah, you feel so good, princess~ Sucking my cock in deeper while you cum with me~ Show me how good you feel~” He teases.

You let out choked cries as blissful tears stream down your face; thighs shaking as he continues to fuck you through your orgasm until the two of you are finally coming down.

But Jeonghan doesn’t stop there when he forces your head up - your eyes meeting your fucked out expression in the mirror as you hiccup.

“Aww, look at how cute you look crying from me fucking you so good, princess~” 

He leans over your shoulder; lips kissing the shell of your ear as you moan tiredly.

A stuttered breath leaves your lips when you feel him slowly pull out - his fingers quickly at your entrance as he thrusts two of them in.

“J–Jeonghan, I–hic–I can’t...!”

He thrusts and scissors the fingers - pushing his cum further into your pussy as you cry out for him.

“So cute~ So cute when I’m ruining you~”

Jeonghan finally pulls his fingers out and it’s not long before those same fingers are in front of your face.

“Lick them clean for me, princess~ I want you to see how obedient you are for me~”

Your tongue peeks out from between your swollen lips; lapping at his fingers that are covered in a mixture of your wetness and his cum.

You momentarily watch your reflection in the mirror - bite marks on your neck and drying tears on your cheeks as you whimper and clean off his fingers as quickly as you can before you’re trying to push him away to cover yourself up.

“Awww, princess, you don’t need to cover up the hickeys~”

“S–shut up... I–I can’t let anyone s–see the–the bite marks...”

You avoid his piercing gaze in the mirror’s reflection; eyes downcast to the floor as you bite your bottom lip.

You could already feel his cum dripping down your inner thighs.

And Jeonghan is quick to notice, tsk-ing at you while he starts to redo the button and zipper of his pants.

“Ah, what a waste. You know, I’ll be thinking about that all day now especially after what I said... Mm, what a shame~ You know I tend to act out when I don’t get what I want~”

“J–Jeonghan...”

He licks his lips watching as you squirm; no doubt from the sticky feeling between your legs.

“That’s okay, though~ You’ll take care of me - won’t you, manager?”

“Hmm…” Soonyoung starts, “Maybe it’s not bad. Maybe she just needs to think about it - alone. You said there’s some details you can’t tell me but they must be pretty big if they’re the reason why she reacted the way she did. You’ll live, though. Give her some time. You should think about it too - and the possible outcomes, y’know? It’s not a normal situation, from the sounds of it.”

Soonyoung nods just as Seokmin lifts his head to look up at the other male; soft sighs on his lips knowing that the elder was right in every aspect.

“I know, I just…” We still have a fitting together. “I hope she’ll give me the time to explain, y’know? I don’t want her to think I’m–I’m a liar or–or a fake or something...” And I still wanna be her friend if she’ll let me.

“I’m sure it’ll be fine. She probably has a lot on her mind too.”

“And so I kinda just... left.”

You dramatically sob - hands raking through your hair as Jeonghan laughs.

“Wait so, you go on a date, find out the guy that you’re meeting up with is someone you… masturbated to? What the fuck? The post-nut-clarity really did a number on you, huh. I didn’t realize it was that bad. How does that even happen. Even I’ve never been that bad.”

“Would you shut up? I thought you were trying to be helpful for once. This is the first time we’ve literally just talked and I’m regretting it, ‘Han.”

He leans back in his chair and looks around the small study room that the two of you had holed yourselves up in, in the library. “I’m trying, but that’s straight out of a TV show if you ask me. I don’t really blame you for running out of there, though. But I’ve got some questions.”

“Okay?”

“How did he know it was… you? Like, you could’ve just said you didn’t get off to him? Did you blurt it out or something? Why does he know that?”

“Uh, well…”

Your cheeks are warm; mentally trying to make up a scenario that would make sense without revealing Seokmin’s other side hustle.

“There’s just some stuff I left out. It’s–uh–just—just some stuff that I can’t mention. Private info...”

Jeonghan’s eyes narrow at you from across the table and it makes you nervous as you avert your eyes back to the textbook in front of you.

“Can’t mention, huh? Why not?”

“Just can’t. It’s personal. Just that… let’s just say I’d met him before under different non-sexual circumstances, okay? And we were–we–we weren’t... ourselves online...”

“Ah… so he didn’t see you as ‘the type’ to do that?”

You bite your bottom lip as you remember all the times you’d interacted with Seokmin after getting off to or with him the days before and even remembered the time you’d gone over to his place and complimented his computer setup not knowing that that’d been the exact place he’d been when he made you cum with just his voice.

“Ah, guess not… But I guess I never saw him as ‘the type’ either...”

“Mmm… we love a mutual, dumb moment.”

“Ugh, would you shut up?”

Your eyes are fixated on the white ceiling above you - the silence in your empty room only making the buzzing in your ears seem louder than usual.

“Now what…?”

Muttering, you groan and ease onto your side as your head swims in thoughts of Seokmin.

Your body felt hot thinking about all the times you’d actually been thinking about Seokmin when you were listening to ‘Dokyeom’ - half wondering if you should’ve even felt bad about it at the time now knowing they were the same person.

“Ugh, why... It shouldn’t even be awkward - why is it so awkward?”

Muttering, your eyes flutter shut while you continue to drown in your thoughts. 

‘Daddy wants you to feel good too, sweetheart...’

‘Don’t you want to be a good slut for me?’

‘Be a good girl for me and take your punishment so I can reward you, sweetheart...’

Shivers roll down your spine at all the times his voice had gotten you to cum - toes curling and thighs rubbing together as the arousal starts to fill your body.

Seokmin had always spoken in a lower drawl when he was ‘Dokyeom’ and that’d been the main reason why you could never tell it was actually the same bubbly Seokmin that you’d been hanging out with and working with most of the time.

And it’d also been the reason why you had such a hard time accepting it was the same person because now, all you could see was the same innocent million dollar smile at the same time as the filthy dirty talk. 

“God, but that’s... what I imagined too...” You groan; fingers trailing down your stomach and down to the waistband of your panties.

“N-no, I–I shouldn’t...”

You can feel a rush of wetness soak into your panties but you stop yourself - fingertips digging into the bedsheets instead to keep yourself from going any further.

‘I want to spread you open, first with my fingers and then my cock~’

‘Wanna see how wet you get for me before I even give you what you want’

‘All I can think about is how good you’ll feel around my cock when I finally get to fuck that pretty ‘lil cunt of yours...’

Biting your bottom lip, you sit up from your bed - huffing slightly before you swing your legs over the edge.

“I’m going to take a cold shower and go to sleep...!”

Seokmin writes and rewrites the same text a multitude of times - cheeks warm as he stares down at his phone screen.

It’d been a few days since the two of you had tried to meet up and you’d stealthily evaded every interaction with him any chance you could get in classes and outside of classes - not that he could blame you.

But this time it’s technically work, he tells himself, I need to make sure...

Nodding, he hits the ‘send’ button on his text - a gentle sigh on his lips before he sets his phone down.

‘Hey, I know this is coming out of left field right now but I know we still have one more fitting session together. But I just wanted to know if we were still okay to do that? I can see if someone else can take over for you, if you’re not up for it just yet. Just let me know. I can adjust to suit your needs.’

Now he just had to plan on what to do if you replied ‘no’.

He laughs and tugs you closer - hand sliding under the big shirt you’d stolen out of his closet.

You let out a soft moan as he teases you; gentle strokes of his fingertips making goosebumps rise on your skin when they inch higher and higher towards your breasts.

“You could whine all day and it wouldn’t change the fact I have to go for work, sweetheart~ C’mon, you know the sex when I get back will be so good~ You always get so much more sensitive when you haven’t seen me for a few days~” There’s a teasing lilt in his voice that has you whimpering his name in return - toes curling when his hand pinches one of your nipples.

“Ngh, b–but…”

“Mmm? But what? You can play with your toys ‘til I get back.”

You push back against him, grinding your ass against his cock that’s getting harder every second he teases you.

“It’s not the s-same as when you’re fucking me though…”

“I know - it never is.”

He laughs cockily before his hand slides out from under your shirt; his body warmth leaving when he slowly reaches around your body to the nightstand to grab something out of the drawer.

“I’ll give you a ‘lil taste before I go, okay?”

“Mmnh?”

The weed makes your head fuzzy and your body pliable as Yoongi positions you onto your hands and knees; shirt bunching up around your torso when your upper half slumps against his bed sheets.

“I tease your nipples a little bit and you’re already this wet? Tsk, how are you ever going to survive without me, sweetheart?” He teases.

“S–shut up, Yoongi, I–ah!”

The sound of the vibrator almost sounds louder than usual when he holds it against your panty-clad skin - thighs trembling as he drags it up and down your covered mound.

“You’ll be a good girl for me, won’t you? Don’t get into any trouble without me, okay? I’ll be upset, y’know?”

Your cheeks are burning hot at his soft voice - nodding gently while simultaneously grinding against the toy.

“I, a-ah, won’t…”

He smirks - although you can’t see it. “That’s my girl~ Now, cum.”

A clipped squeak falls from your lips as you give into the pleasure; waves of mind melting bliss making your entire body tremble as Yoongi holds the toy against your, now, soaking panties.

“That’s right, get nice ‘n wet for me, sweetheart~ Bet you’re thinkin’ about my cock right about now, hmm? Want it inside your pretty ‘lil cunt?”

You nod to the best of your ability; fingertips digging into the bed sheets as Yoongi turns off the toy and shimmies down his sweats.

“Be good for me now~”

You feel him tugging your panties down your legs - the wetness on your inner thighs making you moan as he maneuvers you so that your thighs are tightly clasped together.

“Y–Yoongi…?”

A stuttered moan falls from your lips when you feel his cock slowly thrusting between your clasped thighs; the shaft gliding through your dripping folds and the head brushing against your clit as you start to cry out his name in a garbled mess.

“Mm, you sound so good begging for me, sweetheart~ And you’re so wet, I bet I could slide my cock right into this pretty ‘lil cunt, huh? Right where you want me?”

“Y–yes! Please, Y–Yoongi, w-want you, a-ah, inside... Need you, mmnh, f-filling up my p-pussy...”

He starts a slow pace instead; hips moving slowly as he leans over you from behind.

Yoongi kisses your clothed shoulder before his lips are near your ear; a free hand dancing across the skin of your stomach as you mewl from his warm touch.

“Nuh-uh, we’re gonna play how I want tonight~ Even though I know you wanna feel me in here…” He teases your stomach - fingertips pressing down where he’d normally be filling you up with his cock, “Fucking you so deep and good ‘til you’re full of my cum…”

“Buh–but, Yoongi…”

He chooses not to respond; instead, keeping his pace until your inner thighs are slicked in your wetness and his precum.

The weed and the post-orgasmic bliss from your first orgasm make your head feel even fuzzier; lips parted in endless airy moans and breaths mixing with Yoongi’s own drawn out moans filling up the space of his bedroom.

“I want you to miss me, sweetheart…” He mutters softly.

“H-huh…?”

He smiles gently - cock twitching when you squirm and try to clasp your thighs tighter together.

“I want you to crave me while I’m away. I want you to want me so bad that all you can think of is me ‘til I get back~ And then when I get home, I want you to spend all day with me in bed - letting me fuck you however I want and however you need~”

Your body feels hot; toes curling when he moves even slower and lets you feel every vein of his cock against your warm skin. Your mind committing to memory how his body feels molded against your own.

“That’s, ngh, m-me all the time though, Yoongi…” You slur; lips pressed up against the sheets.

He pauses his movements, eyes drawn to the night sky outside as he sighs contentedly.

“I know.”

You put the headphones on and make sure they’re snug before you’re clicking around on the computer screen - a small ‘a-ha!’ leaving your lips when you find the play button.

“Okay, should be this one…”

It takes a second for the audio to start playing but when it does, your entire body starts to heat up as your lips fall agape at what greets you.

‘Fuck… ngh… so fuckin’ tight…’

Jihoon’s voice surrounds you; goosebumps rising on your skin when he moans out your name in between curse words and airy breaths.

‘Fucking my hand wouldn’t be as fuckin’ good as fuckin’ your pretty ‘lil cunt… Ngh, mmngh, bet you’d cum just from feeling my cock inside of you, huh? Such a good girl for daddy… So good at taking all of me at once...’

Gulping, you can’t help but squirm as you continue to listen - half wondering why he’d even record himself getting off but half thanking him for how good he sounded masturbating to the thoughts of you.

‘I wanna see that pretty face of yours when I’m ruining you - face contorted in pleasure when I cum inside of you for the 5th time, when my cum is dripping out of that spent pussy of yours but you’re still begging me for more… Like daddy’s good ‘lil fuck toy...’

You can’t help but bite your bottom lip as the sounds of Jihoon’s moans and slicked hand make a rush of wetness soak into your panties and you can’t help the way you reach between your thighs as your skirt bunches up when you start teasing yourself through the soaked material.

‘I wanna hear you crying out for daddy when he makes you cum… Ngh, shit, you’d sound so cute crying for me… desperate for me to fuck you...’

A tiny moan escapes your lip; thighs trembling when you start to grind down against your own fingers.

But it doesn’t last long before the headphones are being tugged away from your head - lips parted in surprise as you freeze in place.

“Hmm… care to explain what you’re doing?”

Jihoon’s voice is slurred - almost similar to the way he sounded in the recording you’d just been listening to, moments prior.

“H-huh…? What—what do you m-mean…?”

“Tsk, what do I mean? You shouldn’t be snooping on other peoples’ computers.”

“But, I–”

“I don’t want to hear your excuses anymore. Rather… I want to know what exactly you were imagining just now.”

He smirks from behind you; leaning over the back of the computer chair as you let out a small whimper.

“I–I wasn’t imagining a-anything though…”

“If you weren’t imagining anything, then why are you this wet?”

A shocked cry leaves your lips when his fingers are on top of yours in just a matter of seconds - his nimble fingers pushing down on your own as he makes you touch yourself even more.

“I, mmnh, you–you’re the one that, ah, l-left it open like this...” You whine, grinding against yours and Jihoon’s fingers as he chuckles darkly and leans in until his lips are ghosting against your ear.

“And? I stepped out for a second to clean the cum off of my fingers. I didn’t tell you to listen to that.”

He kisses your skin just as a garbled cry leaves your lips - while you did think Jihoon was attractive, you’d never imagined this.

“I, ngh, s-sorry, I–I really... a-ah...”

Your body jolts forward when his fingers play with your clit through the translucent material of your panties - your free hand jerking against the computer mouse as multiple programs on Jihoon’s computer screen close.

“Oh...”

His fingers stop as he watches the unsaved clip disappear - teeth gritting before he pinches your clit. 

“J–Jihoon!”

“You’re in trouble now, sweetheart. That wasn’t saved.”

“Buh–but I–”

He retracts his hand and quickly spins you around in the chair; his mildly annoyed yet aroused face greeting you as he smirks.

“Ah, guess you’ll have to record one with daddy as punishment, hmm? Should we take a video to go with the audio this time? Use it as behind the scenes footage~”

“J–Jihoon...!” 

He leans in, face only centimetres from your own as you hold your breath.

“From here on out, it’s daddy, okay? Take your punishment well and I’ll reward you.”

Gulping, the wetness between your legs only intensifies when his lips ghost against your own.

“Y–yes... daddy...”

He lets out an exasperated sigh as he hugs you tightly; arms wrapped around your body in a protective manner as he nuzzles into your hair.

“I told them to secure the shelving props better but they didn’t and one of them hit you pretty hard right as they were going to start… Does your head hurt? It wasn’t bleeding but...”

You nod a little - it wasn’t too noticeable but there was a lingering stinging sensation at the back of your head.

“A little but it’s… okay. I hope it didn’t inconvenience—”

“Okay, stop, don’t worry about filming right now! I should’ve taken care of it better ‘cause–”

“Soonyoung, it’s not your fault so don’t go there... Stuff happens and I’m okay, okay?”

He pulls away from the hug to look you in the eyes - brows furrowed as you smile.

“Well… I take it filming is paused while they fix that, huh?”

“Mm… yeah… They said maybe an hour or two ‘cause I yelled at everyone on set to secure the props better. Can’t embarrass me again, y’know? And I can’t have you getting hurt again. I’ll have to quit and set this place on fire for hurting you.”

You laugh lightly, tugging him back into a hug as he sighs and hugs you tighter.

“Wanna make me feel better then, Soonyoung? It’s the least you can do, right?” You comment teasingly.

He laughs into your hair, lips curving into a smile. 

“Oh? How should I serve you then, hmm?”

“Ah.. mmnh… R-right there… Feels suh–so good…”

Your hands tangle into his hair as he spreads your legs further apart - chuckling lightly before his tongue is on your clit.

“You like it so much when I tease you here… Your body is so sensitive after just a little bit of teasing...” He mumbles; eyes darting up to see your blissed out expression before his lips are wrapping around your clit and sucking on the nub.

“S—Soonyoung…!”

Your thighs tremble and threaten to snap close around his head as he sucks harder - his hand snaking between your legs to tease your entrance.

“Ngh... Please... p-put your fingers i-inside...” 

His tongue teases your clit while your back arches off of the sofa in your dressing room - two of his fingers slowly easing into your pussy as your whines and moans only become more and more breathy.

“Mmngh, Soonyoung, S—Soonyoung... W-want it d-deeper...” 

And he wastes no time when his fingers slide into you with ease; curling and scissoring the digits right into your g-spot as your walls clench around him.

Soonyoung thrusts his fingers up until the knuckles - the combination of his tongue and fingers only bringing you to the edge quicker than you anticipate.

“Fuh—fuck, I’m g-gonna cum... Please... please...”

You start to feel your body tensing up just as his fingers start to pick up a quicker pace but it quickly stops when he can feel your body giving into the pleasure.

“Ah, ah, ah~” 

He kisses your clit once before he’s quickly withdrawing his fingers - sticky and covered in your wetness when he pulls away. 

“S-Soonyoung... But I—I wanna cum...” You sob. 

Soonyoung licks his fingers clean before his hands are on the waistband of his jeans; fingers about to pop the button as you gasp.

“You’re n-not, um, w-wearing anything under that, are y-you..?”

“Fuck, my cock is so hard, it’s pressing up against my jeans...”He grins; teasing and alluring as you clench around emptiness. 

And you watch as he, ever so slowly, undoes the button and unzips the zipper - cock curving up to his abdomen and covered in precum as you gulp.

“I—I, why aren’t you...?”

“Like what you see? I woke up later than you this morning and didn't bother to put any on after we fucked last night. Figured it didn’t matter anyway~ I didn’t think I’d be fucking you on set today, baby~”

You lick your lips, watching as he smears the precum down his shaft as low groans escape his lips from his own teasing.

“I d-didn’t either but I... Soonyoung...”

“Mm?”

“Hurry and make me feel better...”

Jeonghan laughs, hips slowly thrusting into you as you let out quiet, soft moans.

You hadn’t seen him in a while and you hadn’t had the urge to but your current frustrations got the better of you when you found yourself quickly searching for his name in your contacts.

“I can tell. You came here in such a huff, like you were angry, and yet look at you. So docile all of a sudden… Wanna tell me about it? You don’t seem like this was your end goal, if I'm being honest~”

You let out a small scoff as you push him away slightly; his cock slipping out of you as you let out a small mewl.

“Am I that easy to read? I wasn’t aware you were so good at reading the atmosphere, ‘Han.”

Wrapping a hand around his cock, you work your hand up and down his shaft as he lets out a groan and throws his head back as you continue to pleasure him.

“S–sometimes… Ngh, fuck, you always wanna fuck when you’re upset but you seem like you’re more out of it this, f-fuck, time… Boy troubles?”

You push Jeonghan until your positions are reversed and you’re on top of him - hand still working his cock as precum leaks from the tip. You squeeze him harshly once as he curses and tries to thrust up into your closed fist.

“I didn’t realize you were my therapist all of a sudden~” You jokingly retort but it’s Jeonghan who places a hand over yours as he grins.

“Wanna roleplay it and tell me how you feel?”

You don’t mean to ghost Dokyeom.

It’s just the nervousness that makes your palms sweat every time you open up his messages and you end up taking a few days to even build up the courage to reply.

“Okay, just… just tell him and then let it go.”

Exhaling, you start typing - fingertips flying across the keyboard before you can regret it or tell him something different.

b@d_dream: sorry i didn’t mean to ghost you

b@d_dream: i just had to think about it but i wanna meet you too

b@d_dream: is it okay if we meet in like a week and a half?

b@d_dream: i’m really busy this coming week but i’d be willing to meet after then

b@d_dream: when i’m less busy so we can talk and not be in a hurry?

b@d_dream: here’s the address where we can meet

You sigh and attach a location - a nearby cafe by the university campus so that it’d be easy for you and Dokyeom to meet.

b@d_dream: tell me what you’re wearing so i know how to find you ok?

Letting out a small cry, you quickly get up from your chair as you pace around your room - quietly hoping that Dokyeom’s already forgotten about you somehow.

Your emotions were mixing and the excitement in your body was the same amount of nervousness as what could potentially come from the two of you meeting.

And you’d gone over the possibilities a thousand times in your head - the worst being that nothing came out of meeting and the two of you parted ways; something that you didn’t want.

*PING*

Dokyeom: sounds good!

Dokyeom: Thank you for responding, I’m really excited to meet you, finally.

A weight feels like it’s lifted from Seokmin’s shoulders when he skips to his next costume fitting - the second to last one before everything would prepared and ready for the start of the musicals.

He calls your name as soon as he enters the room - a wide smile on his face as he shows off the box of sweets he got for you on his way there.

“Got you a ‘lil present on the way here!”

“Wooooow, what’s the occasion, Seokmin? And thank you, by the way!”

You take them from his hands and set the box down on the countertop next to your arrangement of threads and pins. “You seem like you’re in a good mood today!”

Seokmin laughs and sheds off his jacket - already making his way to the costume rack where you’d kept all of his outfits and accessories for the musical.

“Ah, just… something good came up, is all!”

Nodding, you help him into one of his simpler costumes; one that’d be quick to alter.

“Must be that nice, huh? What is it? Did Jihoon finally free you from his clutches?”

The two of you share a laugh before Seokmin sighs - except this time, it’s a contented one and not one out of stress.

“I wish. He did let me have some sessions for free though, since the musical is coming up but actually… I–I have a date soon… Like, a date, date…”

“O-oh?”

He chuckles, eyes meeting yours in the mirror as your cheeks and ears feel hot when he smiles at you.

Was this the end of your fantasies?

“Mm, yea, I mean, I’ve kind of been focused on her for a while so I’m… I’m glad we’re taking the next few steps? It’s been kinda a while and she’s been so supportive of me.”

And while you knew you were in a similar position with Dokyeom - something about the way Seokmin seemed so excited about his date while you were so nervous about your first time meeting with Dokyeom made your heart sink to your stomach.

This must be that weird dreadful feeling I was getting, you convince yourself.

“I–that must be so exciting! I hope your d-date goes well!”

“Yeah, me too, she told me to—”

“Sorry, can you turn to the side? I need to fix the hem on this side of your shirt!”

Seokmin nods and despite his desire to talk to you about it a little more - your clipped response and urgency to change subjects frequently makes him realize that maybe it wasn’t the best time.

“We only have one more fitting after this, huh?” He quietly comments after a few tense minutes.

“Ah, yeah… I’ll–I’ll still be at the musicals though, just in case you need last minute alterations and stuff. The professor in charge told me I-I should be there since I was the one who did most of your alterations.”

“Mm… I’m glad~ I’d hate to lose you as a friend, y’know? We should hang out more even outside of all this! I’m glad I got to know you!”

You grimace slightly, knowing that you wouldn’t be able to keep your feelings down if you continued to see him but you nod politely - chuckling and shooting him a small smile.

“Yeah, we should. Maybe we’ll even have more classes together next semester too.”

You finish your fitting session with Seokmin and it’s you that speedily makes an exit before he can even properly say goodbye - almost forgetting the sweets he’d gotten for you, in your haste.

And time ticks by slower than you anticipate but the day finally comes that you’ll get to meet Dokyeom.

Something that you hoped distracted you from Seokmin.

‘I’ll be wearing a varsity jacket! It’ll be blue and green so it’s easy to find me.’ was all he’d texted in the time between and it was still enough for you to think twice about the entire thing.

“No, it’ll be–be fine, maybe he’ll just be uninterested and we’ll both go our separate ways…?” You try to convince yourself.

Except you knew the reason why he wanted to meet you was for the complete opposite reason.

My gut is telling me something is off, you think to yourself, maybe I should just cancel…

But Dokyeom messages you once more - only telling you he was already on the way and you mentally curse yourself for having such mixed emotions in the first place.

“Stop...” You mutter to yourself, “It’s going to be fine!”

Seokmin can’t stop twiddling his thumbs as he waits in the cafe. 

His leg bounces up and down while he adjusts his jacket and he can’t stop checking the time on his phone as he waits for you to show up. 

“Just a few more minutes...” He mutters to himself.

He was feeling a rush of emotions but it was mostly excitement that coursed through his body - finally able to put a face to the person that had been so kind and helpful towards him and also a face to the person that’d fueled his fantasies for a good while now.

Blushing, he momentarily zones out as he gets lost in his thoughts and in the midst of it all, he doesn’t see you walk in and doesn’t see the way your entire body almost gives out when you see him sitting alone in a blue and green varsity jacket - your own feet ready to turn the other way and bolt out of the cafe the second you see him.

“D-Dokyeom...? You’re...”

“Huh?”

He looks up, eyes wide as saucers as you stand before him clutching your purse.

“Wait... You—”

“No, this–this can’t be right, I–I, no, this–”

“You’re ‘b@d_dream’...? All this time? Wait–”

He sounds conflicted but so do you - both of you falling into an awkward silence as you stand in front of him.

Should I leave?

“Um, uh... I–I don’t know what to say...” You mumble; more to yourself than to Seokmin whose stare goes between you and the table as he twiddles his thumbs again - except this time out of nervousness.

“I–” He starts, “D–do you want to sit down...?”

Your words get caught in your throat as you blankly stare at him - now knowing why your stomach had been in knots all morning.

“Maybe–maybe I should go, Seokmin...”

“Wait, why?”

Gulping, you ask yourself the same question.

Shouldn’t you have been happy?

Why is this so weird? You ask yourself.

“I just–I think I need to think about this, that’s all. It’s not–not bad just... Sorry, I’m–I’m going to go first, I’ll talk to you later.”

Before he can respond, you’re already turning to leave and Seokmin lets you go despite wanting to talk to you about the entire situation. 

He was shocked himself but not in a bad way - he was glad that it was you in the end but he knew you needed the time to think about it. Especially knowing that the two of you had been intimate with each other online and sending photos and videos to each other.

Something that made Seokmin blush now that he thought about it. 

Fuck, and we’d have fitting sessions together the days after, he groans.

Not to mention the time that you’d gone to his apartment. 

“Fuck, I think I fucked it up.” He mutters - hands sliding through his hair as he drops his head onto the cafe table.

“How do I fix this?”