MINGI X READER
author note (SURPRISEEEEEE <3 Hope you like this chapter. Reblogs, comments, and tags are always appreciated, also plz let me know if other tags should be added :3
Word Count : 2003
warnings ( SMUT, mature themes, masturbation (m) , mingi is a hornball, sexual thoughts)
This is purely fictional!! and has nothing to do with the real artist
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Your life has always been full of surprises, always full of random things that happen all of the sudden, nothing planned goes your way, which is why you started going with the flow. You wanted Harvard law? You ended up in Design in SNU, you wanted to be married by 25 and have kids, your boyfriend was a dickhead and you ended up leaving him at the ripe age of 20, that was 2 years ago. You wanted to go to a BTS concert? You ended up at an Ateez concert. Nothing goes your way.
ALSO, I KNOW THIS IS IN ENGLISH BUT LIKE PLEASE IMAGINE THAT YOU’RE TALKING KOREAN, IT’S GOING TO MAKE SENSE I PROMISE.
Y/N’S POV:
“Come on, it’s going to be fun, you’ll have fun, and I even have VIP tickets, which means we can be there during sound check,” Your friend Jin-ah kept urging you. “No, I don’t even know their names, and I don’t have any song memorized, only like one or two, I know that I am not going to be fun, and someone else deserves those VIP tickets not me,” I looked up from my phone to find her pouting and now she’s going to throw a tantrum.
“But, I don’t want to go with anyone else, I want to go with you, and so what if you don’t have anything memorized, you can just jump or scream, it won’t really matter. Pretty please, pleaseeeee, pretty please with a cherry on top,” and the pretty pleases kept going on for almost 10 minutes until I felt like I was going deaf.
“FINE! Good god, I am going to go to that concert, but you owe me, and you’ll owe me something big, like BTS concert tickets, or getting seventeen and BTS sing at my wedding! OR, GET YOONGI TO SING AT MY WEDDING,” I got excited at the idea, “I’ll owe you fine, but get dressed please, we like needed to be on the road like an hour ago,” she said and left me to get dressed.
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The venue wasn’t as packed as I expected it to be and I think that’s because we’re VIP, so not a lot of people are present during sound checks. I was looking around, the venue was enormous to say the least, that has to fit around 50k people at least. The sound of the microphone echoing caught all of our attention and they started to appear one by one.
Jin-Ah’s job was telling me their names while they were coming on stage, and honestly, I feel like they’re hard to memorize, even their faces are hard to memorize, but whatever, this needs to be a good concert.
“This one’s Yeosang, that’s Yunho, and OH MY GOD LOOK AT SAN, the other tall one is Mingi,” she kept listing their names one by one, but she was speaking so fast that I got lost and gave up focusing with her.
Soon the concert started, the venue was PACKED, and the only good thing was that we were front row, we can see everything clearly, like crystal clear. I started getting the vibe of the concert, and before I knew it, I was jumping up and down with everyone else, I don’t really know any songs except for Halazia and In Your Fantasy but that wasn’t really an issue for me. The only weird thing was that I kept locking eyes with the other tall guy, what did Jin-Ah say his name was, Minah? No, that sounds like a girl’s name, and it’s not Mingyu obviously, I can’t for the life of me remember his name, but he kept looking at me, I feel like I sound delusional, but I swear he’s looking at me, like full on staring. Is there something on my face?
Mingi’s POV:
She’s literally the most beautiful woman I have ever laid my eyes on. She’s mesmerizing, breathtaking even. I can’t take my eyes off her, no matter how hard I try my eyes keep on drifting back to her. I really need to talk to her, like seriously. She’s so hot, I actually need to control myself.
Throughout the entire concert, I can see her go from just nodding along, then dancing a little bit, and by the end of the concert she was full on jumping up and down with everyone else. And her body, goodness her body is to die for, I know I’ll sound like a pervert, maybe I am but something about her chest, it’s so alluring. My God Mingi! FOCUS. Well, she’s front row, which means that she’s VIP, so she’s coming to the signing after the concert, well, now technically since the concert is over.
We made our way to the waiting table, waiting for all of the fans to come, and thank god they started with the VIP. I can see her standing in line with her friend who sadly seems more excited than her. Before I knew it, she sat down in front of me, and her friend keeps talking, like full on yapping.
“This one is Mingi, he’s the other twin tower, he’s one of the rappers, and-“ she thought she was whispering but everyone can hear her, and the security ushered her to wait in line. She seems sweet, but GOD does she talk so much. Okay, Mingi, now’s your chance.
“Hi, my name’s Mingi, what’s your name?” I asked her appearing fully confident but deep down I couldn’t contain it, I felt like I needed to pull my shit together, if she was pretty when I was on stage, she’s like a siren with her beauty upclose.
“My name’s Y/N, it’s nice to meet you,” she said smiling. Okay small talk!
“Your, uhh, your Korean’s really good, where did you learn it?” Okay, smooth Mingi, you’re doing good. Just don’t look at her boobs, don’t do it, no, you’re a man, you’re a gentleman. Do not do it.
Y/N’S POV:
“Your, uhh, your Korean’s really good, where did you learn it?” he asked, smiling, don’t they usually ask about biases?
“Long story really, basically, my mom got divorced from my dad while she was still pregnant with me, then she moved to England, got married to my step dad, who I consider my dad, and I was born and raised there, so I have the nationality, but I moved to Korea at the age of 15 because my parents got a better job opportunity, and I learned the language basically,” WHY AM I TELLING HIM MY LIFE STORY? THIS IS SO EMBARRASING. Why does he genuinely seem interested though.
“That’s, wow, that is a long story, but can I say something? You’re really pretty, like really,” he said, is he blushing? DID HE JUST CALL ME PRETTY.
“Thank you so much, that’s so sweet, and you-“ the body guard ushered me to go before I can even finish my sentence. Well rude.
Mingi’s pov:
My god, he’s such a party pooper. Whatever, I need to talk to her. I ushered for manager kim to come, and gave him the piece of paper telling him to give it to the girl that just left.
I need to talk to her, I really need too.
Y/N’S POV:
I made my way outside, waiting for Jin-Ah to finish her yapping session with some random girl she met, when someone tapped my shoulder.
“Mingi asked me to give you this,” he gave me the paper and left. I opened it, only to find a phone number written on it. What kind of game is he playing. No way that’s his phone number. The second I put the paper in my bag, Jin-Ah came towards me with full speed.
“See, told you you’ll have fun, do you want to go eat?” girl didn’t even give me a chance to tell her that I had fun, then she moved on to another thing, but honestly, way too tired, I need to sleep.
“I would love to, but I am so tired, so I think I’ll just go home and sleep,” with so many protests from her, I still didn’t give in and made my way home. The phone number was forgotten about until I was emptying out my bag and the paper fell.
What’s there to lose? Like it may not be Mingi, but it may be the one, right? Okay, here goes nothing. I typed in the number and sent a text message.
Y/N: HAHA very funny, as if this is actually Mingi, well played.
Less than a minute my phone vibrated.
Fake Mingi: but I am actually him, why would I lie.
Y/N: I am not like stupid, why would a kpop idol give me his phone number.
1 minute passed, then 2, then 5. Knew it, this is stupid why would I even do this. I was about to go to bed, when my phone started ringing, it was a facetime video call. It was him, OH MY GOD.
I answered the call and he popped up.
“See, I told you, I am not lying,” he said, and it was him, and I know it was him but god this is so, like weird, or I don’t know.
“I don’t know, still feels like there is a scam somewhat, AI is really good these days, you can be lying for all I know,” I told him, still feeling like 0.5% skeptical, that’s when he turned the camera around to show me that the guys are walking around the dorm and that they’re real and he’s real.
“No, AI here, just me, real me,” he said giving a gummy smile.
“but like, why? Why would you give me your phone number? Aren’t you like scared?” I asked him, but I felt like his gaze was somewhere else? why is he looking down? He’s so weird.
“No, I trust you, that’s why I gave you my phone number,” he said giving another smile and I couldn’t help but look down flustered, that’s when it hit me, I suddenly became hyper aware of what I was wearing, how revealing it was, I was about to say something about having to go to the bathroom really quick when I heard shuffling on his side then he spoke, “Hey, I have to go now, but I’ll call you back in an hour would you be awake then?” he asked me and I said yes, because, like, you can’t blame me, it’s Mingi.
I have no clue when I passed out, but I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing, it was Mingi again. I answered the call, still half asleep.
“Did I wake you up? I am so sorry,” he apologized, but I was already starting to sit up straight.
“No, it’s okay, I needed to get up anyways,” I replied my voice feeling raspy as hell.
Mingi’s POV:
Her voice, it from my ears straight to my cock, I felt like a middle schooler with these boners I am having.
“Can you turn on the camera?” I asked her, no ounce of dignity left in my body, she opened the camera still half asleep, the position she was sitting in turned me on even more. Her boobs threatened to fall out of her tank top. My hand acted before I could think and went straight through my sweatpants. She sat up straight, not even noticing that I don’t have my camera on, and put on her glasses, still very sleepy, and I kept talking to her, her voice is what kept my going. I kept palming myself through boxers. Her boobs are what pushed to me the edge because from my view, I could almost see her nipples, and she was so oblivious to it. I kept fisting my cock and she kept talking and before I knew it, I had to bite my tongue to stop myself from moaning.
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