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warnings ⟢ profanity, smut (mdni!), unprotected sex, softdom! heeseung, maybe a little toxic.

[word count: ~2.1k]

you were wallowing on your couch when you heard a few quick, hurried knocks from your apartment door. you weren’t expecting anyone over – to be honest, all you wanted was to be alone.

ever since you came back from heeseung’s place this morning, you’ve been trying to fall back asleep, hoping to prolong the fact that you actually have to face your own issues.

but you couldn’t fall back asleep. it was almost impossible when your thoughts were racing inside your head. all you wanted was a distraction – something to take your mind off of everything, even if it was just for a little bit.

and then you heard it again, knock knock. 

that’s when you finally decide to get up and check who's there.

when you swing the door open, you stand face-to-face with heeseung. you could tell that he wasn’t expecting you to answer because his feet were already turned in the direction of the elevator.

you speak first, “heeseung? what are you doing here?”

he shuffles in his footsteps, sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck simultaneously, “i just, uh, wanted to make sure you were okay.”

“oh,” you nod, “well, i’m fine.”

“yeah, just wanted to check,” he clears his throat, pausing for a beat, “okay, well, since you’re alright, i’m gonna get going.”

heeseung almost turns to walk away when you grab his hand, “wait.”

he looks back at you, a small “hm?” sounding from his mouth.

your eyes make their way to meet his, “is that all?”

he pauses, staring you up and down as if he could search for an answer just by looking at you. “what is?”

you don’t respond; instead, your eyes drop down to his lips. he’s not oblivious, he knows exactly what you’re playing at – but he waits. he waits for you first.

there’s a lingering tension; both of you were waiting to see who would cave first. but you know what you want right now, and so does he. so you lean in.

you kiss him hesitantly, afraid he’d push you away.

but heeseung’s been waiting for this, so instead, he mutters into your lips, “open wider,” and you listen.

he slides his tongue inside, kissing you roughly. he grabs a fistful of your hair as you slowly back into your apartment, inviting him in.

you kissed each other desperately, bumping into walls, chairs, and tables when you finally got to your bedroom.

it wasn’t like you had completely forgiven heeseung, and you knew that you might regret this tomorrow morning, but you still kept going.

you pull away from his lips to place wet kisses on his neck, sliding your hands under his shirt when he asks in one breath, “you sure?”

in one motion, you throw his shirt over his head and onto the floor, “help me take my mind off things, please.”

and his lips meet yours again, because he’d rather have you for a little while than not have you at all. 

heeseung carefully lowers you onto the bed, peeling off every article of clothing you had on until you’re stripped in your underwear. he unclasps your bra, peppering kisses on your jaw when he whispers, “i’ve missed you.”

in between breaths, you quickly pant out, “i did too.”

catching you by surprise, heeseung flips you over on top of him. his calloused palms squeeze your breasts tight, slowly trailing them down to the plush of your ass. he lands a smack, earning a small yelp from you, “then show me how much you missed me.”

from beneath you, heeseung flashes a cocky grin. his eyes are low and looks at you with sin, like you were a mistake he would make over and over again unapologetically. you bite your bottom lip back when he starts kneading your ass.

you start placing kisses on every inch of his body – from his throat all the way down to his stomach. not once did you ever look away from him. you let out a small giggle before sliding his boxers and sweatpants off in one go.

his cock springs forward; he’s hard, tip leaking and ready. heeseung just stares at you with that smirk on his face, waiting to see what your next move is. he teases you, placing a hand behind his head, situating himself comfortably on your pillows, “let’s see just how much you can take.”

that was a game you wanted to play. 

so you wrap your hand around the base of his cock, spitting a wad of saliva onto his tip. he watches it drool down to his balls when you give him a light jerk. he groaned at your movement – but he wanted more.

you playfully lick the head of his cock, causing him to tense his abs. “stop teasin’ baby,” he heaves out. 

and with that, you finally decide you’ve toyed with him enough, wrapping your lips around him. you let your tongue glide down lower until you feel his tip hit the back of your throat. 

heeseung never lets you forget that he’s big – he squints his eyes at the rest of his length that you weren’t able to fit in your mouth. 

you look up at him doe-eyed, and there’s that fucking smile again; devilish and up to no good.

that was his way of taunting you before he started bucking his hips forward, making you gag on his dick. you found it harder to breathe, spit drooling down your chin and onto his balls – bobbing up and down at a ridiculous pace.

he grabs a handful of your hair, lifting you up from his cock. he laughs at the sight of you; you’re messy and covered in saliva. he tuts, “ah, i’m not tryna cum yet. not until i ruin you first.” he wipes your mouth and chin with the back of his hand, smearing it on your cheek.

you’re panting as you hold yourself up on his legs. he pulls you onto his lap, moving backwards until his back hits the headboard. you’re still recovering when he cups your face and tells you, “relax, breathe.”

you listen to him, sucking a sharp breath in through your mouth and out your nose. he nods, tracing circles on your cheek now, “good girl.” 

he’s chuckling now; he can’t believe that you’re letting him talk to you like this, and you can’t either. but you don’t care anymore – you would’ve let him do anything to you at this point.

heeseung latches his mouth onto your tits, he hums against your nipple, “do you trust me?”

you grind your clothed pussy against his bulge. your chest heaves as you moan out, “not really.”

but it was true. after the past week you had, you couldn’t just trust him again so easily.

his eyes stay on yours, “trust me, y/n.”

hesitantly, you give in, “okay.”

that’s all it took for heeseung. he rolled you over on your back and parted your legs. your wetness seeped through the fabric, and he could see it. he pulled off your panties, lifting your hips up so he could remove them easily.

you were fully naked now, so exposed and vulnerable – all for him. just how he liked it. 

heeseung brushes his thumb against your lips. you part your lips as you suck on his thumb. he hisses out, “you’re crazy.” 

slowly, he pulls his thumb away from your mouth, dragging your bottom lip down to your chin.

he lines his cock up to your entrance, looking up at you one last time for permission. you nod, and he slowly pushes himself into you. 

your body shuddered the more he sank into you. your pussy sucked him right in; wet, warm, and tight. his thrusts were deep and slow at first. his hands made their way to your waist, and your back arched off the mattress at the stretch.

he stroked himself deep inside of you, all that could be heard was the plop, plopping sound of his pelvis repeatedly hitting your pussy. you moaned shamelessly, your stray hairs stuck against the sweat on your forehead, “heeseung, f–fuck!”

maybe you were a hypocrite, because less than 24 hours ago, you claimed you wanted absolutely nothing to do with him. but now? now, he was inside of you, making you curse his name for different reasons.

heeseung brought your knees to your chest, the new position allowing him to hit your g-spot over and over again. he sank his body further into you, still fucking you hard. 

he brought his lips to that ticklish spot on your neck, leaving you a moaning mess. he thrusted into you faster, harder.

you managed to whimper out, “hngh, r–right there, don’t stop.” he took your words as a challenge to go even further.

he left wet spots on your neck as you kept whining. his hand snaked its way between your bodies, pressing his thumb down to your clit. 

“fffuck… heeseung,” you cried out, overstimulated, he was all over you; inside, on your neck, playing with your clit. you were about to cum now any second.

and then, he whispers into your ear, “i love you.”

for some reason, you felt a sort of satisfaction from hearing him say those words. you clawed at his back, leaving bright red scratches along his spine.

that’s when you said it. you panted out, “say it again.”

the tip of his cock kept battering at the entrance of your cervix, never stopping. he says it for you again, “i fucking love you.”

you came hard after he repeated it; toes curling, legs shaking. but he still kept grinding his dick inside of you.

all of a sudden, he pulls out of you – you mewl in response to the feeling of complete emptiness.

“we’re not done yet,” heeseung bit his bottom lip back.

before you know it, he threw you onto your stomach, raising your hips – making sure your back was nice and arched for him. he slides back in with ease. your moans muffled into the pillow.

heeseung steadies himself by holding onto your hips. he reads your tattoo again and again, lucky you. 

the sight of your tattoo was something that he had engraved in his memory. it was your defining feature; you were his lucky.

you looked back at him as he kept fucking you; licking his lips, breathless, focusing on one thing only – making you cum, again.

he pumped his thick cock inside your hole with vigour, chasing his own orgasm, “shit baby, you’re squeezin’ me.”

at this point, you couldn’t handle it anymore. that coil inside your stomach was about to snap. you already came once on his cock, and you were about to do it again.

you began kicking your legs into the mattress, your hands tried to grip onto anything on the bed, “w–wait, heeseung, i can’t –” you squirt around his cock, coating him in your juices. 

heeseung shoots his hot, white load inside of your cunt, “ahhh, fuck, i knew you had it in you.”

he fucks his cum inside of you; your pussy was red, swollen, and used. you couldn’t stop moaning. slowly, he pulls out of you while soothing your ass. he begins trailing kisses down your spine until he reaches your lips.

you kiss him back, desperately, as your own way of saying, “thank you.”

and finally, he lays beside you, pulling you onto his chest. he tightly wraps his arms around your waist, almost as if you were about to slip away from him again.

you’re both sweaty and exhausted, the room reeked of sex.

he kisses your forehead gently, “are you okay?” he asks.

you nod on his chest, “yeah.”

and that’s when you realized, the only time you’re able to fall asleep is when you’re in his arms.

you feel yourself slowly drifting into sleep, and you let it happen.

it wasn’t until the middle of the night that you stirred awake. the two of you were under the covers. the only sounds that could be heard was your fan whirring in the background and the faint noise of traffic outside your window.

heeseung was still wrapped around you – you figured he hadn’t let you out of his hold the entire night.

you were still half-asleep, but you decided to look up to check if heeseung was awake.

he wasn’t.

you lift your head off his chest to press a light kiss on his cheek. it was then that you finally decided to respond to him. in a hushed whisper, you said, “i love you too.”

the truth was that you were still scared, so you never said those words out loud to him.

when you turned back over to fall asleep again, heeseung opened his eyes.

you thought he hadn’t heard, that “i love you” was just a secret you kept to yourself.

but he heard.

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author's note: does this count as hate sex?

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☆pairing: 희승 x reader

☆word count: 384

☆warnings: angst, reader throws stuff at heeseung?

☆genre: angst, lovers to strangers

☆song suggestion: you were beautiful-day6

☆summary: heeseung came over for what you thought was a date, but you were so wrong

please, please cant we make this work?

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warnings ⟢ profanity, smut (mdni!), unprotected sex.

[word count: ~2.1k]

you weren’t planning on leaving jay’s birthday party so early, but here you were – in heeseung’s apartment, before midnight. 

for the past week, this had become a routine for both of you; at the end of every day, he’d pick you up, make out with you in the driver’s seat, then drive back to his place where he’d trace your spine until you fell asleep. but that’s all it was. you and heeseung had never gone further than kisses and teasing hands.

tonight was no different; you watched heeseung perform his nightly routine. he kicked off his shoes, took off your heels, and brought you to his bedroom. he’d immediately take his shirt off and wait for you to get in bed with him.

he was always dreamy like this – a hand laying on the back of his head, the other patting his lap, gesturing you to sit.

usually, you’d change in his bathroom while he waited for you. but tonight, you were feeling bold. you slowly stripped off your garments in front of him. 

heeseung watches you carefully, not daring to utter a single word. he just had a cocky smile on his face, looking at you up and down until you were left in your bra and panties.

“c’mere lucky.” he motioned with his two fingers, the other hand still on the back of his head.

you slowly climb up the foot of the bed, trailing wet kisses from his abdomen to his throat until you straddle his lap. heeseung’s hand lands on your waist, while the other follows the arch of your back, reaching to grip the plush of your ass. 

heeseung watches you with sin as you lick the crevice of his inked chest just before hovering over his lips. he says nothing, just oogling at the sight on top of him. you part your lips before him – not kissing him just yet, but lingering there.

“what a tease,” he growls lowly into your mouth, “you ignored me the entire time at jay’s party, but here you are now, acting like you have no shame.” you let out a soft chuckle before he meets your lips. 

this time, he kisses you slowly, deliberately, breathing heavily when he deepens the kiss. you hold onto his broad shoulders while he takes his time with you. the hand that was once on your waist is now tangled in your hair, steadying you to slide his tongue into your mouth. 

in this moment, you’ve never been so sure in your life. the last time you had been intimate with someone was almost three years ago, when you were still with soobin. but you trusted heeseung wholeheartedly. you waited for this to happen. you wanted heeseung to ruin you. you would let heeseung rip your heart open and engrave his name on it like a tattoo.

he breaks the kiss to suck at your neck, leaving love bites on your skin. you let out a soft moan in response. he teases your earlobe when he whispers, “you wanted this, didn’t you?” 

you push your arms out on heeseung’s chest to sit upright on his lap, feeling the growing bulge in his sweatpants, “so what if i did?” 

he grins at you, grabbing your hand to pepper light kisses all over. you stare at his knuckles inked with the words “luck” across his fingers. heeseung notices, and in a hushed tone, he spoke, “i think my whole life got me ready for you.” and you can’t contain your smile at his words. 

you left no time to waste. your other hand reached over to your bra clasp to unhook it, leaving you exposed. you watch heeseung’s eyes widen before he flips you over on your back, hovering on top of you now, discarding your bra on the floor.

the room was dimly lit from the city lights seeping through his windows. you stare at heeseung above you; chain dangling over your face, his body covered in tattoos, skin glistening with sweat. you tug on his chain for him to meet your lips once again, parting your legs slowly so he could fit between you, sinking into you further. 

in between breaths, he heaves, “you’re perfect, you’re fucking perfect lucky,” his hand cups your breast, squeezing it before sliding down to the hem of your thong. you don’t wait for him to ask for permission, you just beg, “heeseung touch me, please.” 

that’s all it took for him to surpass the fabric of your panties, gliding his fingers through your slit, coating himself in your wetness, “don’t worry, i know how to make you feel good.”

 you whimper under his touch. he still kisses you hard, circling your clit before inserting two fingers inside your hole. you moaned against his lips. he swiftly pumps his fingers inside of you, curling them just right – hitting that spot you always failed to reach yourself. “fuck!” you cry out.

he pulls away from your lips to watch you make a mess out of yourself. he loved the way you looked right now, he wanted to paint a portrait of your current state; head thrown back, eyes shut closed, mouth slightly open. he massages that spongy spot inside of you with the pads of his fingers. your back arches off the bed as you slowly reach your release, body squirming under his touch. heeseung could feel his dick growing unbelievably hard underneath his sweatpants. 

he brings his mouth to suck on your tit, still scissoring your cunt open, and you swear your vision started going white. instinctively, you threw your arms over your eyes out of pleasure, “heeseung w–wait, i’m gonna–” before you could finish your sentence, you came hard – heeseung fucking his fingers in you through your orgasm. he slowly pulled his fingers out of your cunt to start teasing your clit again with your slickness, “h-hold on,” you whined. you were swollen and sensitive. he pulls away from your breast to flash you a cocky smile that said, “i told you i know how to make you feel good.”

“i’m not done with you yet,” heeseung tutted, peeling your thong off – leaving your bare pussy on display, dripping wet with cum. heeseung stares at the mess he’s made out of you, and he’s so hard it almost hurts. he starts planting wet kisses on your jaw, moving down to your throat. you’re scared to see the work he’s done on your neck – you don’t have to look to know it’s all bruised and purple all over.

you’re still horny and frantic, panting like crazy and touching him everywhere; hands feeling up his abs, lightly scratching his back, squeezing his biceps. your roaming hands eventually end up on his bulge, feeling on his clothed dick, hard and throbbing. 

“aargh, wait–” heeseung groans, his head dropping into your neck.

“we should fix this, shouldn’t we?” you giggle teasingly. you proceed to rub your hand up and down his shaft, feeling him twitch on top of you with every touch. he grabs your arm in an attempt to make you stop. 

you bring your mouth to his ear, “i want you to fuck me, please.” heeseung’s body jolting up to look at you clearly, double-checking if he heard you correctly.

“...you know what? it does feel like my birthday right now.” he teases.

your hands trail up to the waistband of his boxers, slowly pulling everything off at once. his dick sprung out, slapping his lower abdomen. you gawk at the sight. heeseung was big. he was long and girthy. you can see the veins sticking out on his cock. his tip is leaking and ready. your breath was taken away just looking at it – could you even take all of him?

heeseung pauses for a moment, “wait, i don’t know if i have a condom.”

you wrap your hand around his cock, “we don’t need one, i have an iud,” you smirk playfully.

heeseung’s face lights up in excitement. you start jerking him slowly, earning a small moan from him. he lifts your legs to his shoulders as you work him, “you sure lucky?”

he plants kisses on your raised calves, awaiting your response, “i’ve never been more sure about anything in my life.”

heeseung looks at you slyly, “lie back.” 

you remove your hand from his cock, instead pulling him closer to you. he aligns himself to your entrance, tip prodding at your hole. he hasn’t even pushed inside, but your cunt clenched in eagerness – preparing for him to thrust inside you already.

he slid his cock up and down your opening, gathering all your wetness. he teases you, tip playing with your stimulated clit. all you could do was let out breathy moans. he leans closer to you before slowly pushing inside your leaking hole – the two of you watching where your bodies connect. your back arches off the mattress at the stretch. he’d only put the tip in; you couldn’t imagine how much fuller you’d feel with all of him inside of you. 

he stays like this for a bit, waiting for you to adjust to the intrusion, until you give him a nod as a “go.” heeseung caresses your cheek for comfort as he slowly enters himself more, bottoming out completely. you’re so full of his cock – feeling him all the way in your stomach. the stretch was so unbelievable, and you’d be lying if you said it didn’t hurt. he was throbbing inside of you, you could feel him aching in your hole.

you push at his chest, signalling him to wait. heeseung sits still. your pussy pulsated at how stuffed you were right now. when the pain subsided, heeseung began moving – his thick cock thrusting deep and slow into your womb. 

he watches you slide up and down the bed, your tits bouncing as he fucks you open, “you look so beautiful like this.”

every plunge sends shocks to your body all over. heeseung’s touch was addictive. he sped up the pace of his thrusts, lifting your lower back off the bed to hit a new angle. his fat tip kissed the entrance of your cervix over and over. the sound of his cock slapping your pussy was obscenely loud, wet, and squelching. you moaned like a pornstar. but can you seriously blame yourself? you hadn’t felt this kind of sensation in years.

heeseung gritted his teeth, “you’re fuckin’ tight.”

you couldn’t even respond – you were too fucked out, orgasm slowly approaching. you watch him pump inside you with vigor, in-and-out, in-and-out. the mattress springs squeaked loudly as he kept fucking into you.

he grunts, his pelvis grinding against your clit with every thrust, “you like that?”

“heeseung, i’m gonna– mmphf!” you roll your eyes back in pleasure, toes curling as you cum hard, again. his strokes became sloppier as you came around him, his cock forming a milky white ring at the base as he fucked you through your orgasm.

heeseung bit his bottom lip back, “where do you want it baby?”

at this point, your body was shaking, legs quivering under his touch, you can barely get a word out when you finally respond, “i–inside, i want you to cum inside.”

heeseung seemingly happened to regain his stamina after hearing those words – relentlessly bucking his hips into you, deeper, harder. his nails dug into your waist as he flood your insides. he let out a guttural moan as you milked his cock. you felt like you were about to cum again just from the sensation.

never pulling out once, he dropped your legs and pressed his body against yours, cupping your cheeks as he pulled in to kiss you. in a brisk motion, he flipped the two of you over. you pull away from his lips to fall into his chest, his arms immediately wrapped around your waist. 

you listen to his heartbeat for a while. 

you let out a breathy whisper to heeseung as he pants, “you’re special, you know that?” your fingertips trace his tattoos, and for a second, it feels exactly like that night you slept over at his for the first time.

heeseung looks down at you, brushing your hair out of your face, “hm?”

“...i don’t do this with just anyone.”

he presses a kiss to your forehead, “well, i’m glad. i don’t like sharing.”

you just chuckle at him.

heeseung brings his hand to your lower back, caressing your tattoo, “i guess i’m just lucky.”

you look up at him, doe-eyed, “lucky you, huh?”

he stares at you intently before speaking, “yeah, lucky me.”

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author's note: THEY DID IT GUYS!!!! THEY FINALLY DID “IT”!!!! EVERYONE CHEERED. and yes, y/n did absolutely nothing the entire time but lie there. this was long awaited i hope u enjoy!! also special thank u to @heejamas for being my beta reader i love u ronnie🫀🥹 + this is my first time writing smut EVER world pls be kind to me

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SYNOPSIS ⟢ after suffering a gruelling break-up, y/n vowed to start doing all the things her ex-boyfriend had never let her do before; partying, having fun, and making reckless decisions. during a usual night out, y/n spontaneously decides to try to get inked – which ultimately led her to meet lee heeseung, an independent tattoo artist. meeting heeseung was an embarrassing memory that y/n would like to forget (which she had forgotten by the next morning anyways considering she was completely hammered), however, after encountering each other again by chance – or luck if you call it that – heeseung decides he’s found the perfect canvas for his art; his next muse.

A WEEK AGO...

[word count: ~900, 3 screenshots] ignore timestamps!

it was safe to say that everyone had one, two, many drinks. after leaving the club, you had all been roaming the streets of nyc with no set destination – your glossy eyes made it hard to see all the fluorescent lights around you, and it wasn't helping that the intoxication was still settling in. all that filled the air was laughter of you and your friends – and the occasional whiff of underground sewage.

abruptly stopping her tracks, giselle suddenly gasped aloud, startling everyone – it wasn't until then that you, yunjin, and beomgyu noticed you were all parked in front of a tattoo shop.

giselle turns to face everyone, already grinning from ear-to-ear, "does anyone want to get a tattoo right now?"

"can we do that another time, i think i might throw up if we don't call a cab right now," beomgyu replied, waving his arms around flamboyantly in defiance.

deciding to ignore beomgyu, giselle rolls her eyes turning to look at you and yunjin, where the silence became almost deafening.

honestly, you wouldn't say you were opposed to the idea of spontaneously getting a tattoo at this moment, but what really turned you off was the idea of getting it alone. you thought to yourself that it wouldn't be much fun if it was only you experiencing getting a drunken tattoo – but then, you suddenly started to begin thinking otherwise.

your two feet began dragging themselves towards the entrance to the tattoo shop where you loudly blurted, "whatever, momma didn't raise no fuckin' pussy."

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upon entering the shop, the four of you guys tried to lock-in (in other words, seem sober). however, this strategy didn't help at all considering heeseung could already smell the liquor coming from you guys as soon as you all stepped in. plus, you're all still wearing club attire – it doesn't take much to put two and two together.

you clear your throat as heeseung walks towards the reception desk, "how's your night been?" he asks you with a grin on his face.

"good, good... you know same old, same old," you can hear giselle, yunjin, and beomgyu all giggling in the back.

"actually..." you begin batting your eyes at him, "i was wondering if you'd be a kind fella and be able to, um, give me a tattoo... right now?" at this point, you become aware of how off-putting you probably seem to this man.

while speaking, you were unaware that heeseung had been smirking at you the entire time.

"you know, i'd love to, but," his eyes dart to the clock then back to you, "one, we're about to close, two, you are very visibly drunk and therefore cannot give proper consent, and three, it's by appointment only."

looking back at it now, you don't really know why you kept going at it.

you pouted your lips, intertwining your hands together begging, "c'mon, please, no one has to know. it'll be our little secret."

to be honest, you put on quite a convincing act that it almost tempted him. but instead, heeseung squints his eyes at your words, biting his lip back from laughing.

before heeseung responds, he softens his voice – almost as if he's gentle parenting you, "listen, you're really drunk right now and i wouldn't be a very good artist if i tattooed you under the influence, wouldn't i?"

all you do is simply nod at his words.

"but..." he drags out, "how about this, if you somehow remember this encounter when you're all sobered up, i'll give you whatever tattoo you want, no appointment needed, free of charge, just walk in whenever."

somewhere in the middle of his tiny spiel you start smiling.

he starts to speak again, "just ask whoever's at this desk for 'heeseung.'"

you couldn't tell if this was his way of flirting with you, but you begin to play along, "and what if you're not here?"

"i'm here everyday baby, it's my shop," he replied playfully.

you smile at his words, already slowly walking back towards the door, "we'll see, goodnight heedong," heeseung doesn't bother to correct you since you're already hammered, he just lets out a small snicker.

when you turn on your heels to exit, you find that all your friends had left you. you pause for a second, confused as to where they went and how they left unnoticed by you. were you really that enamoured by some random tattoo guy that you couldn't even tell what was happening around you?

while stuck in thought, heeseung lets you know, "they're just outside. i think one of them is throwing up."

you slightly turn your body to look back at him where you give him a tight-lipped, "thanks," before finally making your way out the door.

heeseung watches you leave with a grin on his face, looking at your back profile up and down just before your tattoo catches his eye.

in bold, the words, "lucky you" are etched onto your lower back.

"huh, lucky..." he mutters, looking down at his own knuckles on the counter that read "luck" and "fate."

if you were to ask heeseung now why he did what he did that night, he probably couldn't even tell you why himself – and in all honesty, he was never expecting to see you ever again, he just wanted to entertain himself that night.

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author's note: heeseung watching yn leave his store (REAL)!!!! also chapter one out NEOW❤️‍🔥

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