Hi! Can i request a seventeen hoshi angst inspired by rihanna's song california king bed where hoshi is giving mixed signals and reader is wishing secretly that he will love them back in spite of their "arrangement"?
Wishing On Stars | Kwon Soonyoung
pairing | arranged husband!kwon soonyoung x f!reader
genre/cw | angst, fluff, heavy sexual content but not exactly smut, mention of sex, explicit language, unrequited love (temporarily), crying, arranged marriage, fluffy end
notes | thanks for the request! as you requested, this fic is based off of the lyrics of california king bed by rihanna. also sorry if you didn’t want a fluffy ending, I just love him too much to let it end so sad, you know? nonetheless, enjoy! :D
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Y/n smiled at the sight before her. A beautiful Kwon Soonyoung, sleeping peacefully as the light from the window poured in through the opened curtains. She wanted nothing more than to reach out and brush the silver hair away from his angelic face, but reality stopped her. It didn’t matter what happened last night. In the morning, everything was always different.
When he began to stir, she moved away, not wanting to disturb him. And when she saw him yawn, she quickly got up, and decided to get herself ready for the day in the grand bathroom. Washing up, doing her makeup, and deciding on a decent outfit. When she exited the bathroom, she saw the dreamy man sitting on the edge of the bed, looking right at her. She felt bare to him, when he looked at her like that. She hated and loved the feeling at the same time.
Her ears perked up. He was talking to her. All of these possible scenarios ran through her head. Could this be the moment she’s secretly been waiting for ever since they were arranged to be married by their parents? Could it be?
”I’m working late today, so don’t bother waiting up for me. I’ll probably get dinner somewhere else,” he deadpanned as he stretched his arms.
“Oh, okay,” she fake smiled. Inside, she was hurt. Did he really ever care for her at all?
“Oh and also, my laundry needs done, if you could please take care of that,” he said before going up to her. Confusedly, she backed into the door of the bathroom. What was he doing? “I need to use the bathroom Y/n,” he gestured to the door behind her.
“Oh, right sorry,” she moved out of the way for him. He entered and closed the door, locking it behind him.
Y/n stared at her feet. Soonyoung always acted like the night before never happened. How he had her screaming his name, and cumming all over his cock. Her hands pinned above her head as his length filled her to the brim. The tears that ran down her face from the overwhelming pleasure. It never happened, according to Soonyoung’s face. But she knew that at night, he’d forget his coldness towards her and do it all over again. It was just the way he did things, whether Y/n liked it, or not. And she couldn’t say anything. She was bound to him through marriage. She had to obey and respect him for the rest of her life. And no, it wasn’t fair to her, to be in love with someone who didn’t treat her right. But it was normal for her. She was used to it.
Soonyoung adjusted his tie as the meeting finished, the board members filing out. He took a sip of his coffee and leaned back in his chair with a sigh, obviously stressed.
”Hey Soonyoung, you don’t look too well,” Seungkwan noted, looking at his friend’s face. “Are you feeling alright?”
”Fine… just… tired,” Soonyoung lied through his teeth. He couldn’t tell them the truth without breaking down in tears, and he knew it.
“I’ve seen that face before. Tell us the truth, it won’t hurt you,” Minghao deadpanned, crossing his arms.
Soonyoung sighed. “It isn’t any of your business, alright?” He snapped, causing Minghao to back off slightly.
But he persevered. “No Soonyoung. It is our business if you being like this is going to effect our meetings. And it isn't doing you any good keeping things in the dark. We’re your friends. What could hurt you?” Minghao reasoned.
”You are persuasive,” Soonyoung admitted. “Well, truthfully, I’m in love with my arranged wife.”
”That’s amazing! Y/n is such a nice girl, she deserves a good person like you,” Seungkwan clapped.
“No it’s not like that it’s… complicated. I convinced myself I wanted this arranged marriage to be strictly for business. So I built myself a reputation and I was cold towards her, rude even. And I know Y/n did nothing to deserve it. To deserve me. But now I’m not so sure she’ll be so understanding if I tell her the truth. I wanted it to be business until I fell in love. And now… it’s messy,” he explained. “And it doesn’t help that we fuck almost every night and I pretend like nothing happened in the morning. I just didn’t want anything between us, but she was always just so tempting. Now, I see that I really was just being selfish. I had no regard for her feelings and only focused on myself. Now fixing things is going to be… not so easy.”
Minghao and Seungkwan listened intently to their friend’s rant.
”She deserves the world. And I’m just not sure I’m the one to give it to her anymore.”
“Soonyoung, you are the one. From what you’ve told me about her, I’d say she’s in love with you too. And I bet she’d be more than happy hearing your confession. She’s been chasing after you in secret. Now you should tell her the truth. Everything will be right again,” Minghao smiled. “Come on, I can’t see you like this everyday. You deserve love as much as she does. Go get your girl.”
”Yeah. Go get her,” Seungkwan agreed.
Soonyoung only nodded before leaving the room.
The drive back home allowed him to think about what he’d say. And he thought it through very carefully. He hoped she’d still be up, him being gone pretty late and all.
He quietly opened the door and looked around. He noticed a familiar h/c head on sofa, reading a book. He decided to sit beside as he still thought about how he’d go about his confession in his head. And truth be told, he’d never been more nervous in his entire lifetime. Then, he thought maybe he’d act like he normally did, and then surprise her with a change of heart.
He moved closer to wife, as she slowly set down her book. Once directly in front of her, he gently raised her chin, looking directly into her eyes. She stared back up at him, already seeing stars. It was just how every night between them went. She shuddered when she felt his hand slide up her shirt. And it wasn’t long until his lips came down onto hers. Their lips moved in perfect sync, like always. His hands traveled all the way up to her breasts as he began massaging them through the fabric of her lingerie. The one Soonyoung liked best on her.
Y/n realized then, she couldn’t do this anymore. She was done. She pushed him away, leaving him confused. “Soonyoung,” she began, tearing up unintentionally. “I can’t do this anymore.”
”What?” He asked, backing off of her.
”I can’t go any further until I get an answer,” she explained.
”What is it?” He tilted his head.
”I need to know if you love me, Soonyoung. Because it seems that every time we do…. this, you forget it the next morning. You act like it never happened. I can’t do this anymore. I love you, okay? And I need to know if you love me or not because I’m getting mixed signals from you and I hate it,” she said quietly, head hanging in sadness. “I need to know.”
”Y/n baby,” he began, catching her off guard because he’d never called her that before. “I’ve been meaning to tell you something. And that something answers your questions. I do love you, whether you believe me or not. At first, I’ll admit, I wanted us to be strictly business. No intimacy, no real relationship, just business. But then we started this new nightly routine and I… fell in love with you. Every single part of you. And I’ve realized how messy I’ve made things. I hurt you and disregarded all of your feelings. But if you give me a chance, I’ll give you the world. Just like you deserved in the first place,” he smiled, taking her hand in his. “Will you give me a chance?”
”Oh Soonyoung,” she smiled, despite the tear that left her eye. “Of course I will.”
Soonyoung smiled back nearing her face. “I love you.”
He wasted no time reconnecting their lips, as he hungrily kissed her. He wanted to savor this kiss, like he never had before. Remember how she tasted. He wanted to remember how she felt when he was inside of her. He wanted all of her.
Y/n smiled at the yet again peacefully sleeping Soonyoung. She reached out to brush the hair away from his face, not afraid of his reaction. And when he woke, he smiled at her. “Good morning love,” he smiled.
