#mingyu insert reader

Sometimes your family is the people you choose. After moving away from home for college to start a new life you found your new "family." The family you built consist of Seokmin, his now wife Mina, Wonwoo, Junhui, and Soonyoung. You all went to college together and stayed in the city after.

Seokmin and Mina went on to get married, Wonwoo and Mingyu moved in together, and you, Junhui, and Soonyoung became roommates. You all made decent money, but living alone in the city would be too damn expensive.

You're pretty sure you've been in love with Mingyu since the first time you met him. You shared a class with him and Seokmin freshman year and instantly became friends. You're the one who actually introduced Seokmin and Mina. She was your freshman year roommate, who instantly became your best friend.

Outing with friends normally end you and Mingyu attached at the hip. None of your friends tend to have personal boundaries but things with Mingyu have always been different. He’s always been extra clingy, when it comes to you.

Friday nights after work tend to be when the full friend group meets up. Mina recommended a soup spot on the upper side of town she wanted to try. Dinner was delicious and instead of heading home everyone is standing next to Mingyu and Seokmin's cars, hanging out.

You're leaning against the hood of Mingyu’s car. He’s standing right next to you with his arm thrown over your shoulder.

Soonyoung and Seokmin are animatedly telling you a story about some drunken night they shared recently. Mina looks embarrassed as her husband talks about his drunk shenanigans. Junhui is standing next to Mina, laughing. Wonwoo is paying attention but he keeps glancing over at you and his roommate.

Mingyu mindlessly leans down and kisses the top of your head.

Mina leans against Seokmin's car and lets out a yawn. It's been a long day, the whole group worked today and it's pushing midnight now.

"Seokmin, your wife is tired." Mingyu says as he pulls you closer to him.

Seokmin stops moving his hands and turns his attention to his wife. "Is it time to go home?" Seokmin asked, sounding like a child who just was told it’s time to stop playing.

"I think so." Mina laughs.

"What are you doing tonight?"Mingyu asks looking down at you.

"She should be going to sleep." Junhui says walking toward you. "She's supposed to meet up with her sister for lunch tomorrow."

"Your sister is in town?" Wonwoo asks.

"Yeah, she kinda blindsided me today."

"Are you going alone?" Your relationship with your sister is good. Just sometimes she asks questions that are a little bit pushy. "Probably."

Mingyu nudges your side a little. "I'll go with you."

"That would be nice." The idea of having someone with you sounds perfect. At least Mingyu can be a buffer between you and your sister.

"I'll text you details." You say, pulling away from him.

Everyone starts giving their hugs goodbye. Mingyu avoids you until you're the last person. He walks over and wraps his arms around you, for a bear hug. Your entire body feels warm as he holds you close. You're well aware your roommates and Wonwoo are watching you both closely.

He pulls back and places a wet kiss on your forehead. "See you in the morning."

Heading home you take your time doing your nightly skincare routine. You listen as Soonyoung and Junhui are making a bunch of noise in the living room. You say goodnight to them before heading off to your room.

You hear both the boys bedroom doors close. You take this time to read some of the book you’ve been trying to finish.

After finishing two chapters your phone lights up on the bed next to you. At first you think it’s one of your roommates talking about something. Instead you’re surprised to see see Mingyu’s name with a text alert.

1:32am Gyu: are you still awake?

1:33am honey: yes lol

1:33am Gyu: if I pick you up, would you come over and watch a movie?

1:34am honey: like right now?

1:34am Gyu: yes. I'll leave right now.

1:34am honey: I'm in my pajamas and I don't have a bra on.

1:35am Gyu: So what? Throw my hoodie on you stole from me and meet me outside in ten.

1:36am honey: okay. see you soon.

It's the middle of the night and if Junhui or Soonyoung hear you sneak out. If they find out you'll never live this down. Slowly you crawl out of bed, and start throwing stuff into a backpack to wear tomorrow. The last thing you need is to do the walk of shame in your pajamas.

Quietly you sneak out of your apartment. You rush downstairs. You find Mingyu waiting in his car outside. He looks so soft and gentle sitting there. He's dressed in a pair of grey sweatpants, and hoodie that's zipped half way up. Below is his beautiful golden skin peaking out. He's clearly opted out of wearing a shirt underneath.

"Hi," you awkwardly say, closing the door behind you.

"Hi, honey." God you love he calls you that. According to him, it's because you're as sweet as honey.

"Do the boys know I'm stealing you away in the middle of the night."

"Nope."

He gives you a smile, he shifts the car into drive. He reaches over resting his hand on your soft thigh. "Does Wonwoo know I'm coming over?"

He let out a breathless laugh. "No, but he won't be surprised. He was shocked I didn't ask you to come home after dinner."

"Wonwoo sure likes to observe us, doesn't he?"

Mingyu gently squeezes your thigh, "you could say that. Wonwoo just wants us both happy."

"Happy?" You try not to focus on the feeling of his hand resting on your thigh.

"Spending time with you makes me happy." A warmth takes over you. It feels nice to have him confirm he at least has some sort of feelings for you. “I also like to think I make you happy.”

There is a small beat of silence. “You do.”

Arriving at his and Wonwoo apartment, he grabs your hand the moment he's out of the car. He leads into the elevator, standing close to you, with his fingers still laced with yours.

Walking inside the apartment you immediately notice how quiet it is. You sit your backpack down on the floor next to the table the boys keep their keys on.

"Is Wonwoo going to be annoyed if we watch a movie right now?" You know Wonwoo is a night owl, but based on how quiet the apartment is, you think he might be asleep.

Mingyu let out a little laugh. "Wonwoo is busy getting laid. He's kinda seeing a girl, but hasn't told anyone. He literally left as soon as we got home tonight."

You wanna be annoyed Wonwoo is hiding a relationship from your friend group, but you don't blame him for keeping it on the down low. You love your friend group, but you're aware you all tend to be in each other's business all the time.

He releases your hand and kicks off his slides. He walks over and sits down on the couch. You're tempted to take off his hoodie, but you realize your pajamas don't cover much. You're suddenly very aware you're just in a tank top and small sleep shorts. You aren't wearing underwear or a bra underneath. Grabbing the remote he turns on Netflix and starts scrolling through. Slowly you move and sit down on the couch next to him. You put some distance between the two of you. You aren’t exactly sure if he wants to cuddle, or just hangs out.

"Anything particular you want to watch?"

"I'm not picky." You reach and grab the blanket that's folded and sitting on the arm of the couch.

Mingyu spends about five minutes searching through Netflix before deciding on a romance movie. The movie starts and Mingyu immediately has his arm over your shoulder, holding you close. This isn't the first time you've leaned against him while watching a movie, but this feels different.

About twenty minutes into the movie Mingyu pulls away from you. "Can we cuddle?" He asks.

You thought you were cuddling, but clearly this isn't enough. "Yes."

He leans back and you take this as your sign to lean in close to him. His arm rests around you as your head rest against him. His hand rests on your soft side. His hand slowly runs up and down your side, helping you relax even more.

The whole time you're watching the movie, you aren't even paying attention. You're more focused on the way Mingyu is touching you. The longer you lay here, the harder it becomes to even slightly pay attention.

"You keep yawning, are you ready for bed?"

"I don't wanna go home."

"I didn't plan on taking you home. We can cuddle in my bed, if you're okay with that?"

"Yea, that would be nice."

Pulling away from him, he leads you down the small hallway towards his room. You glance at Wonwoo's door, wondering if he'll be coming home. You've been in Mingyu's room many times before. His space is very neat and organized. His unmade bed lets you know he was laying in bed before he texted you. Standing at the foot of his bed you glance over and see him unzip his hoodie. His beautiful golden skin is on display. He's left standing there in just a pair of god forsaken sweatpants that are sitting low on his hips, a clear sign he’s wearing nothing underneath.

He lets out a low groan, as he stretches. He looks over at you with sleepy eyes, and a crooked smile. "Are you going to take my hoodie off?"

"I'm pretty exposed if I do." Your thin camisole below does barely anything to cover your boobs. Your nipples are already hard, so they'll be extremely visible through your shirt.

"I won't complain." He crawls to one side of the bed. He lays in his side looking at you.

The room is silent for a moment, before you pull his hoodie off and toss it on the floor. Instinctively you tug at the bottom of your small shorts, hoping they at least cover you.

"God you're so hot." He says to himself louder then he planned.

Hearing him call you hot, does something to your confidence. You crawl into bed next to him. You lay on your side facing him. Reaching out you run your finger down the bridge of his nose.

"You're so pretty." You say without even thinking.

"You know since I met you, I liked you." He says causally.

"What do you mean?"

"Ever since we had that class together back in school, I've had a crush on you." Thats definitely not what you expected for him to say. You always thought your crush on him was unrequited for the longest time.

"Gyu—"

"Yes, honey?"

"We've never even kissed sober." After being friends for basically a decade you have kissed most the people in your friend group drunk, some of them even sober. You and Junhui once made out to see what Soonyoung's reaction would be.

"We can change that." He leans in close. His nose brushes against yours.

"Mingyu are you sure?”

"I've never been more sure of anything in my life." He leans in pressing his lips to yours. The kiss starts out gentle. Mingyu moves his lips against yours slowly. His tongue drags across your bottom lips asking for permission.

His large hand rest on your cheek. Your lips move together as your tongues slide against each others. You moan into his mouth without meaning to.

He pulls back smiling. "That was better then I imagined." A huge smile pulls at your lips, you cover your face blushing. "You're so cute."

"Gyu."

"I hope you know, I'm going to want to kiss you all the time now." You would never say no to him kissing you. That single kiss you just shared, left your stomach filled with butterflies.

You let out a little yawn. It's like three in the morning at this point. You're absolutely exhausted but you can't get enough of him.

"Turn around baby, let me hold you." That's definitely a new nickname.

Laying in bed with him plastered behind you, you feel warm. His hand is resting on your soft stomach. Mindlessly he massages your tummy. You could get use to him hold you like this. This definitely isn't something normal friend do together.

"I've always wanted to do this." His voice is raspy as he speaks against your ear.

Mindlessly you push your back against his crotch. A low moan passes his lips. One hand grips your hip holding your ass against flush against him.

"Baby—"

"I'm sorry." Your voice is just above a whisper.

"God, I want you in every way." Rolling your hips back, you feel his cock start to harden against your ass. "We're supposed to be sleeping." He teases.

Grabbing his hand your place it on your barely covered breast. "Would you prefer we sleep?"

"No." His fingers toy with your pert nipple. He rolls his crotch against you. His large hand massages your breast. "Your pajamas are killing me."

"You probably don't wanna hear I'm not wearing underwear."

He presses his lips against your shoulder. "Fuck." His hand crawls down your soft stomach. "Baby, can I touch you?"

"Fuck, please."

His fingers dip below the waist band of your sleep shorts. He slides his fingers through you already wet folds. A soft gasp passes your lips. You've the idea of him touching you like this for years. He focuses on your sensitive clit. Instinctually you lift your leg hooking it over his thigh to give him better access to your core.

Quite whimpers and moans pass your lips. He's playing you like a fiddle. It's clear he knows his way around a woman's body. He dips two fingers into your core. The heel of his hand rubs against your clit, as he pumps his finger in and out of you.

"Gyu—" all the nerves in your body feel tense.

"Honey are you close?" Wordlessly you nod. Squeezing your eyes closed you're on the brink of falling part. He starts kissing your neck. Sensory overload kicks in, everything feels tense and suddenly the walls come crashing down. Your orgasm hits your hard. Your walls flutter around his fingers. He moans against your skin, rutting his cock against your ass.

"Can you go for more?" He asks.

"Please." You pull away enough to remove your shorts. Mingyu kicks off his sweats and throws them off the bed. "How do you want me?"

"Just like that." He lays back down on his side. You lay down in front of him again. He moves your leg so it's resting up on his. "Do I need a condom?"

"I'm in birth control and clean."

"I'm clean too." He slowly runs his very large lenght through your folds.

"Put it in." You push back against him.

He takes his time slowly pushing in, inch by inch. He's well aware he's large and you're going to need some time to adjust to his size. Reaching out you grip the sheet in front of you. The stretching feeling is absolutely intoxicating.

You squirm a little taking a moment to adjust to the pure size of him. No man you has ever been with, had been anywhere close to his size.

"You're so fucking tight." He groans.

"You're just huge."

He lets out a little laugh. "I can't get enough of you." His hand moves downs to where you're connected. He starts toying with your sensitive clit. You squirm a little again. "Baby, just relax."

"So big."

"If it hurts, we don't have to do this." He feels bad, he definitely should has made you came at least one more time before put it in.

"Just give me a minute. If you pull out, I'll cry." He can't help but smile at how desperate you sound.

Taking slow deep breaths you try to relax. You know as soon as your body gets used to the sheer size of him, you'll be absolutely cock drunk.

"It's the middle of the night, and this feels like a dream." Mingyu has quite literally been dreaming about this since college. He continues making lazy circles on your clit.

Pushing your hips back, you get a little bit of friction. You reach your pushing your top up, exposing your breast. With his other hand Mingyu starts playing with your breast.

"How are you feeling?" He asks.

"You can move. Just go slow."

He starts moving at a slow but deep pace. Mingyu has his hand touching anywhere he can possibly reach. With each deep thrust he's practically kissing your cervix. You wish you could back in time and pat your past self on the back for getting on birth control. The feeling of Mingyu completely bare inside you, feels incredible.

His cock curves up just enough, so that with his deep thrust he's touching just the right spot inside of you. With each thrust, he's brushing the spot inside of you, that has you seeing stars.

"Gyu—"

"Baby."

"You're so big." You whine. You're pushing your hips back against his.

Rolling your head back, you search for his lips. Leaning forward he strains his neck to reach your mouth. This kiss is sloppy. You're both drunk on lust, and chasing your orgasms.

His hand grips your breast. He pinches your nipple, earning a moan.

"Close." It's going to take very little to push you over the edge.

"I'm gonna cum." He groans against your lips.

The muscles in your stomach tighten, your release is getting closer and closer. With each tug on your nipple your orgasm is in the brink of cracking the ice.

"Please cum for me." He begs. His thrust are getting sloppier. He's trying his hardest not to cum before you.

Everything tenses like the tide pulling back before the wave crashes down. Your walls flutter around his massive length like a heart beat. Your eyes practically roll back in your head. Your orgasm triggers his. He groan as he slams his hips into yours one, two, three times. He feels you to the brim with his release. He grinds his hips into yours, helping both you ride out your highs.

"I have wanted to do that forever." His words are soft and he sounds dazed.

"I'm going to be sore tomorrow." You say with a little laugh.

Mingyu has no desire to pull out of you. He plans on staying snug inside of you for as long as you'll let him. After a while Mingyu gets up just long enough to clean you both up. He pulls your naked body pressed up against him. He teases you, playing with your nipples. "Can you always not wear a bar?"

"Unfortunately I need to wear a bra when go out."

"That's a shame. How about when we have sleep overs, you don't wear one."

"Is this going to be a on going thing?"

"Absolutely. I was thinking our friend group could use another couple." You can't help but smile. The idea of being in a relationship with Mingyu, is a literal dream.

He wraps his arms around you, holding you close to him. You fall asleep like this, comfortably in his arms.

The bright morning light shining through the curtains wakes you. You're still very naked wrapped up in Mingyu's strong arms.

You slowly pull away from Mingyu, trying not to wake up your bed buddy. He stirs and give you a sleepy smile. "Are you running away from me?"

"No I just need to check my phone and use the restroom."

Grabbing Mingyu's hoodie off the floor your pull it on, and grab your little sleep shorts. Your outfit is a definite sign of what just unfolded between you and Mingyu. Walking into the living room you find your phone on the coffee table. You see a slew of missed calls and texts from your roommates. Maybe you should have left a note, telling them you were going out. Opening your roommate chat you're instantly flooded with new messages from both boys.

7:04am Soonyoung: Where the fuck are you?

7:45am Jun: dude look at her damn location!

7:47am Soonyoung: does your location say Mingyu and Wonwoo apartment?!

7:48am Jun: when the hell did you leave?

7:49am Soonyoung: oh my god they're FINALLY fucking.

7:55am Jun: our beloved roommate honey?! You have some explaining to do.

8:00am Soonyoung: you have until 10am before we start making phone calls to get answers. Don't test us. We will call Wonwoo.

Staring at your phone you're trying your hardest not to laugh. You should have know they would figure out you're with Mingyu.

9:32am honey: I'm fine, I'm with Mingyu.

9:33am Soonyoung: is it safe to say he fucked you?

9:33am Jun: she went to his house in the middle of the night. What do you think?

9:45am honey: I don't think you need to know what we did.

9:45am Soonyoung: He definitely put her through the mattress.

9:46am Jun: are you able to walk today?

9:47am Soonyoung: you've seen his dick, she's not walking today lol.

9:47am honey: when have you seen gyu's dick?

9:49am Soonyoung: when he went skinny dipping at Seokmin bachelor party lol.

9:50am Jun: when are you coming home?

9:52am honey: ya'll can chill out. I'll be home tonight.

9:53am Soonyoung: have fun getting dicked down some more lol.

The front door opens and in walks Wonwoo. He's still in his clothes from last night, and his fluffy hair is disheveled. "Well well well, look who spent the night."

"I'm not the only one who got laid." You narrow your eyes at him teasing him.

"Touché." He sets his keys on the table next to the door. "I see Mingyu finally made a move."

"Yeah."

Mingyu walks out of his room in just a pair of tight, boxer-briefs. He scratches the back of his neck smiling. "Morning Wonwoo."

"So you guys clearly had sex?" Wonwoo says following Mingyu into the kitchen.

"Yep, we're together now." Mingyu says it so casually.

"I don't think anyone in the friend group is surprised."

It turns out they weren't. You and Mingyu went to lunch with your sister, where Mingyu proudly introduced himself as your boyfriend. By the time you got home, your whole friend group was aware of what had unfolded between you and Mingyu. Your huge friend group chat was blowing up. Mingyu and you sat in your room looking at your crazy group chat.

6:03pm Mina: how the hell am I last to know you two got together?

6:05pm Soonyoung: bro you and Seokmin are the only ones who don't live with one of them.

6:04pm Mina: how did my husband know before me?

6:05pm Jun: Soonyoung has a big mouth that's how.

6:07pm Wonwoo: I only know because I found honey in my living room basically naked.

6:07pm Seokmin: naked?!

6:08pm honey: I WASNT naked. I was in my pajamas.

6:09pm Gyu: she wasn't naked. Ya'll need to chill. We're together, like officially. Stop being weird about it.

Mingyu grabs your phone and locks it. He tossed both yours phones on the other side of the bed. "Turns out we're very official now."

You instantly smile. Leaning forward pressing your lips to his, for a heated kiss. "super official." You say between pecks.

Turns out that boy you met in college you fell in love with, was in love with you the whole time.

For as long as he could remember, Mingyu has been a fighter. He’s fought to keep his head above water since he was freshly eighteen. For as long as he could remember, he’s loved cooking.

His passion as a child turned into his first job, working in a kitchen by the time he was seventeen. By the time he was twenty, he was a line cook in friend Seungcheol’s family restaurant. At twenty-one, he took up bartending as a side job to keep making money. At twenty-five, he and two friends decided to open a restaurant together called Saturnine.

This restaurant has truly been Mingyu’s passion project. Seungcheol has past restaurant experience at his family’s place, and he has another thing Mingyu doesn’t: a lot of money. This place truly wouldn’t exist if Seungcheol hadn’t invested. Joshua also invested and is fully involved as an owner. Joshua has been friends with both boys since Mingyu met him as a line cook.

When it comes to running a restaurant, Joshua acts like the manager; he's the one that deals with the day to day tasks. Seungcheol works as a bartender and bookkeeper. Mingyu is the head chef and part time manager.

This last year getting this place off the ground has been hell. There have been many weeks when Mingyu has only been paid enough to cover his rent.

Sitting at a table near the bar, it’s well past two in the morning. All the staff have long gone home. It’s just Seungcheol, Joshua, and him sitting there looking at the book keeping number. It’s an understatement to say Joshua looks stressed. Seungcheol takes a shot of tequila as he listens to Joshua tell him about this week's loss.

“We’re quite literally fucking drowning.” Seungcheol groans, standing up. He walks around the bar and grabs three bottles of beer from the fridge. Joshua doesn’t say anything, he just lets out a heavy sigh.

“We’re bleeding money.” Mingyu takes the beer from Seungcheol.

“We need to figure out how to get more people to know about us. Jeonghan has been nagging me about hiring someone to run social media management for us.” Jeonghan is Joshua’s roommate, who is also a bartender here.

“We can’t afford to pay someone to do that job.” Seungcheol isn’t wrong. They literally can’t afford to hire anyone else.

“What are the chances we could get someone to take in that role as well?” Joshua asked before taking a sip of his beer.

“I think the only person with a concept of social media marketing is Jeonghan, and I can promise you he won’t do it for free.” Seungcheol isn’t wrong.

“What do we do?” Mingyu asked, feeling absolutely defeated.

“I don’t even know. We could cut hours.” Joshua has mentioned this before. Working with bare bones staff for a while might be a route they need to take.

“You know when people pray and leave offerings to gods, I always wonder if those work out.” Seungcheol's statement piques Mingyu’s interest. He’s never been a religious man by any means. At this point, he’s willing to do anything to save their restaurant.

“Does that even work?” Mingyu asked.

“According to Minghao, it does.” Joshua says.

“What god or gods could even help us? I don’t think this is a job for the regular God that you pray to.”

Joshua rolls his eyes before taking another sip of his beer. “Gyu, why don’t you research it? Until then, I’m not going to waste my time thinking of which Greek myth can save us. I’m going to make us an instagram and attempt to market this place online.”

“Maybe we should start having special cocktails and special recipes for certain nights.” Seungcheol is constantly concocting random drinks.

“That’s not a bad idea. We could also have themed nights. I heard ladies’ nights at bars are popular. Maybe we can have a ladies’ night here with a special menu.”

“Ladies’ night?” Mingyu doesn’t even know what kind of special menu to make for a themed night like that.

“It wouldn’t be a bad idea to have a night with just girls here. Maybe you can finally get laid again.” Seungcheol loves to tease Mingyu about his practically nonexistent sex life.

This last year, he’s been nursing his heart from a bad break up. It doesn’t help that he’s so busy with this restaurant that the last thing on his mind is having sex. Sure, that doesn’t mean he hasn’t been horny. Luckily for him, his hand is good at taking off the edge.

“I don’t need to get laid.”

“Dude, how long has it been?” Joshua asked.

“Thirteen months, but it’s fine.” He’s not actually fine; he’s starting to feel like he’s going crazy.

“I think if I went thirteen months not getting my dick wet, I would lose my mind.” Seungcheol has never been one to sugar coat things.

“I think you would survive.” Joshua rolls his eyes.

“How long has it been for you?” Seungcheol has now directed his attention towards Joshua.

“It’s been maybe a month.”

“Was it that red head who kept coming by to see you?” Mingyu knows exactly who he’s talking about. Joshua was clearly hooking up with this girl who kept popping in once or twice a week for like six months.

“Yeah, but she moved away.” That explains why Joshua has been moping around for a month now. “I’m calling it a night.”

“I need to head home and think of a recipe for tomorrow's dessert.” Mingyu is truly exhausted, and he just needs to go home, shower, and crawl into bed.

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It’s well past four in the morning, and no matter how hard Mingyu tries, he can’t fall asleep. He made the mistake of scrolling through a page about Greek gods and Goddesses. His mind has been stuck on the goddess Hestia. The Goddess of hearth and home.

He keeps wondering if he would waste his time making an offering to her, to help with his restaurant.

There are a million questions floating through his mind. One being how do you even make an offering? Two being what would he even offer her?

Grabbing his phone off the nightstand, he goes back to his research. Turns out he could make a fresh loaf of bread to offer her. He knows how to bake. He could definitely do it. Why is he now focused on saving his livelihood by essentially praying to a probably fake God? It probably has to do with the fact that he feels absolutely hopeless. Maybe this is his one chance to save everything he’s worked so hard for.

Setting his phone on the nightstand, he closes his eyes, hoping to find sleep.

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Normally, Mingyu doesn’t actively dream. This doesn’t feel like a normal dream. He’s outside with the shining stars peaking through marble pillars that surround him. The ground below his bare feet is a white, cold to the touch, marble. Looking around, he notices he’s alone. Looking down, he sees himself dressed in just a pair of lounge pants that are resting low on his hips.

Walking out towards the pillars, he sees a woman in the distance. She’s practically glowing under the moonlight. Her hair is long and gently moving with the breeze. She is dressed in expensive looking silks that are draped across her body.

He opens his mouth to speak, but nothing comes out. She most senses his presence. Turning around to face him, he’s instantly taken aback by her beauty. She’s probably the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen. He steps closer, wanting to see her up close.

She doesn’t say anything as he walks closer. She’s standing by the edge of a cliff. She glances out into the water, where the waves are crashing below.

“You don’t belong here.” She finally speaks. Her voice is sweet and saccharine. He could listen to your sweet voice forever. “Who are you?”

He opens his mouth again, but nothing comes out.

“Did you call for me?” She steps closer to him. Without thinking, she drags her finger across his bare chest. Ever so slowly, she draws a circle around where his heart is located. “Are you thinking of me?”

With wide eyes, he nods his head. “Men and women don’t normally think about me this way.”

He silently swallows, desperately wishing he could speak to her.

“Will you call for me?” She lays her hand flat on his chest. Without thinking, he nods his head. “Call for me and I shall appear.” She leans in close, resting her nose against his. He wants to reach out and touch her, but something is holding him back. His body doesn’t feel like his own.

Pulling back, she takes a step away from him. “Just call for me.”

Everything fades to black.

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The golden morning sun peaking through his curtains he forgot to fully close, wakes him up bright and early. He’s never had a dream like that before. The whole thing felt so real. For the life of him, he can’t figure out where he has seen that woman before. For some reason, he felt as if she knew him. He was drawn to her, and he couldn’t figure out why.

He doesn’t have to be at the restaurant until it’s time to prep for dinner at around three.

After brushing his teeth and washing his face, he stands in the kitchen. He can’t seem to let go of the idea of making an offering to Hestia. Never in his life did he think he would believe in the myths of gods and goddesses, but he can’t seem to stop thinking about it.

“Fuck it—“ he groans.

Grabbing the ingredients he needs, he decides to make a loaf of bread. What harm could come of him making an offering to someone who probably doesn’t even exist? It’s been a while since he’s properly baked something. Being in the kitchen just feels like second nature to him. His way of showing love has always been by either cooking or baking for people he cares about.

He decides to make a simple loaf of bread, one he’s made many times before. While the bread is in the oven, he is researching how to make an offering.

The timer on his phone goes off. Pulling the delicious looking loaf of bread out of the oven. He sets it on the rack to cool.

Whenever he closes his eyes, he just pictures that woman from his dream. Maybe that dream was a sign that he should make the offer.

Grabbing the bread, he puts it on a plate and stares at it for a long moment. Taking a deep breath, he closes his eyes. “There is no harm in just trying,” he whispers to himself.

“Hestia, the Goddess of Home and Hearth, I leave this offering to you. Please help me with Saturnine. I need guidance and help.” He holds out the loaf of bread before setting it on the tile floor. Awkwardly, he stands there for a moment. He’s not exactly sure what he thought was going to happen. He assumed maybe he would get a sign that the offer has been accepted, but the room is silent.

Maybe he was supposed to kneel and pray. He drops down to his knees and bows his head. The room is still silent, and now he just feels like an idiot.

Lifting his head, he looks around his small kitchen and sees nothing. Standing up, he brushes off his knees before setting the plate of bread on the counter. He hears a noise and turns around.

The sight of you, the woman from his dream standing there makes his heart drop. You’re dressing in the same draped silk fabric.

“You did call for me.” Your voice sounds so familiar and as sweet as honey.

“Are you Hestia?” He stumbles to get those three simple words out.

“Why yes, but you can call me goddess, or whatever you feel fitting.” You step closer to him. He doesn’t say anything, he just swallowed, almost too stunned to speak. Reaching out, you drag your finger across the golden skin on his chest. “I’ve never been summoned like this before.” Your voice is as sweet as honey.

“Huh?” He’s confused about everything. But what do you mean you’ve never been summoned like this before?

“I don’t appear when I’m called. I take the offering and then let the others know.” This situation is so strange. You’ve never appeared when someone has given an offer or sacrifice. Then again, no one has ever dreamt of you either.

“The others?”

“The other gods, as your people refer to them.”

He looks down at your hand that’s resting just above his chest. Your touch makes him feel warm and fuzzy inside.

“Zeus granted me this honor, and I must fulfill it.” Your finger travels up his neck. Slowly, you drag your thumb across his bottom lip.

He's absolutely beautiful. None of the gods you live among look anything like him. You should stay away and leave immediately, but you’re now tempted by the forbidden fruit.

“If you don’t normally show up when summoned, why are you here?”

“There is something about you I’m drawn to.”

He can’t quite explain it, but he’s drawn to you as well. He quite literally dreamed about you, and even before he summoned you, he couldn’t stop thinking about you and that dream.

“Are you going to stay?” He doesn’t want you to leave, but he doesn’t know how to tell you that.

“I don’t know how to leave.” You step back from him. You’ve never been summoned away from the place you call home. You’ve been on that island for as long as you can remember. You never leave unless you’re summoned by Zeus.

Without even thinking, he asked, “Would you like to stay with me?”

“Yes.”

How was Mingyu supposed to just go to work when he now had an unexpected roommate? He spent the whole afternoon attempting to help get you situated in his one bedroom apartment. He took a quick trip to the store to get you some hygiene products, a couple simple clothing items, and some bras and underwear. He picked up the cheapest phone he could get for you. He even programmed his number into it for emergencies.

Leaving for work, he asked you to stay inside his place and even showed you how to use your phone. He gave you a rundown on how to make calls if you need to get ahold of him.

The whole time he was at work, he could only think about you. When his lunch finally came around, he was sitting in the back office with Joshua.

“Tonight is way busier than a normal Thursday night. It feels like a busy Saturday.” Joshua says before taking a bite of his pasta. Mingyu had noticed it was busier than normal, he was so focused on cooking that he didn’t really register the extra amount of tickets.

“Maybe that Instagram I made is actually helping.” Joshua grabs his phone. “Oh shit. We have ten thousand followers already.”

Mingyu knits his brows together. He wants to think that odd things are turning around, but he has a feeling in his chest that you might have something to do with it.

“Maybe keep posting more. Maybe if we stay busy, you can hire Minghao and convince him to run the account. Doesn’t he run Soonyoung’s dance studio social media stuff?”

“Yeah he does.”

Mingyu takes a bite of his own pasta. He grabs his phone out of his pocket and pulls open his text messages. He wonders if he texted you, if you would know how to respond. He knows there is no way you would actually understand how to operate a phone.

He can’t help but let out a barely audible laugh. He can picture you instantly staring at the phone confused.

“Who has you smiling at your phone?” Joshua is extremely confused.

“Just this girl I met.” He isn’t sure if he should tell Joshua and Seungcheol about you. How does he even explain this situation to anyone? He’s not even sure if this whole scenario is real. What if you’re just a figment of his imagination?

“When do you have time to hook up?”

“We aren’t hooking up?” It’s not unusual for Joshua or Seungcheol to be in his business. They’ve all been friends for so long, and so heavily involved in each other's lives, it was almost inevitable.

“Yet?” Joshua chuckles before taking another bite of his food.

“I don’t think anything is going to happen like that between us.” Mingyu vividly remembers while researching that you’re referred to frequently as the virgin goddess. The last thing he wants to do is mess with your life and your status with the other god.

“Mingyu, come on. You’re hot, and women are always falling at your feet, we both know this girl will fall for you.”

“It’s not like that, and do me a favor and don’t tell Cheol about this.” The last thing he needs is for Seungcheol to start teasing him about this too.

“You know if I don’t say anything, Cheol will find out. That man somehow knows all the gossip.”

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Walking into his apartment, he immediately notices how quiet it is. His heart sinks at the thought of you being gone. What if the entire time you weren’t actually real? Rushing off to his bedroom to search for you, he’s relieved when he finds you in the bedroom. It takes him a moment to register the fact that you are fully naked lying on top of the cover.

Slapping his hand over his eyes, he’s attempting to be respectful. “Oh, you’re home.” Your voice is so light and airy. You sound like you were either asleep or close to being asleep.

“Sorry it’s so late.” He squeezes his eyes shut. How on earth is this happening?

“I missed you.” You let out a sigh, rolling on to your side. There is something very comforting about Mingyu’s bed.

“Um— where are your clothes?”

“This was more comfortable.” You’ve never slept with clothes on.

“Maybe you could wear a shirt to sleep in.” He tries his hardest not to peek at your very naked body. He stumbles over to his dresser, where he finds a baggy shirt of his. With his eyes still squeezed tight, he holds out the shirt.

“Do you not like my body?” You haven’t had a lot of interaction with men, but this seems odd.

A hot wave of blush climbs up his neck to the tip of his ears. How does he explain to you that he likes your body a lot? He’s just trying to respect you.

“Um— yes, I do— it’s just—“ he turned into a babbling idiot. “I shouldn’t sleep with you naked, if we aren’t romantically involved.”

Sitting up slowly, you pull your legs into your chest. Knitting your brows, you’re very confused on what he means.

“Do you not want me romantically?”

“W-wha-what do you mean?” How is this situation possibly real?

“Do you want me romantically?” You have this sweet, innocent look on your face as you sit there fully naked, asking him this.

“Um— it’s not that I don’t want you— we just don’t know each other like that—“ he feels like an awkward blushing teenager. You have him in a rambling mess. He’s never struggled like this to speak to women.

“Would you like to get to know me like that?”

He paused for a moment and stared at you dumbfounded. Without thinking, he just blurts out,”Yes.”

“I’ve never had a man want me romantically.” You grab the shirt that Mingyu laid on the bed. “Everything here is so new.”

Mingyu stands there almost cemented in place. He should get ready for bed, but he just feels stuck. “I should brush my teeth and go to bed.”

“Will we both be sleeping here?” How badly he wants to share a bed with you, he shouldn’t.

“I can sleep on the couch.”

“Do you not want to share a bed with me?” You’re giving him the saddest look.

“We probably shouldn’t.”

“Can’t we get to know each other while sharing a bed?” You sound genuinely hurt.

“Okay.” He’s surrendered, and he doesn't want to hurt your feelings anymore.

He lifts the covers and crawls into bed. You follow his lead. Laying on the side closest to the window, he watches you as you mindlessly toy with the sheets next to his hand.

“Can I touch you?”

Without thinking, he places his hand in yours. You take your time tracing every part of his hand. Studying his skin, as if you’re trying to remember every single detail.

“Something about you is pulling me to you.” You’re drawn to Mingyu. No man or woman has ever found you in your dream realm like he did.

“Something pulled me to you too.”

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The last five days have felt like a whirlwind. Mingyu has spent every moment of his day that he’s not at work with you. He’s been trying to show you lots of different things. He’s shown you how the tv works, he’s even shown you how he cooks. He’s been getting to know everything about you, and you’ve been learning all about him. At night, you’re still sharing a bed. You take that time when you’re alone in bed to touch Mingyu in one way or another. What started as innocent hand holding has turned into you touching any part of his body that isn’t covered by his boxers. Mingyu can't help but blush as you touch all the places he wants you to touch.

Even though he knows he shouldn’t fall for you, he can’t help it. He hasn't known you that long, and he already feels instantly connected to you. He knows he’s not alone in these feelings. You’ve mentioned feeling something for him.

Last night he took you out to see the city and walk by the river. You seemed overwhelmed by the busy city night. Without even thinking, Mingyu held your hand, leading you through the city.

The moment your fingers laced with his, you both were suddenly at ease. Mingyu couldn’t help but admire how beautiful you are. You’re dressed in a skirt, and instead of wearing a shirt and a coat, you’re wearing one of his baggy hoodies. He’s bought you clothes of your own, but every time he turns around, you’re wearing something of his.

Standing by the river, your hand is still in Mingyu’s. You look around, seeing all the couples around you.

“Are all these people romantically involved?” You look up at Mingyu.

He knits his brows for a moment. “Yeah, they are.”

“Are we romantically involved now?”

He wants nothing more than to be involved with you. Reaching out, he pushes your hair away from your face. Any chance he gets to touch you, he’ll take it. “We can be.”

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You coming into his life has changed everything for the better. You took away the loneliness he didn’t realize he was feeling.

His work has been a whole other different situation. He’s not sure if it’s because of you, or the instagram Joshua made, but the restaurant has been crazy busy. Every night has felt like a crazy Saturday night.

By the time he finishes closing the restaurant, he’s absolutely exhausted. Walking into his apartment, he finds you just where he always does. You’re lying on his bed, dressed in one of his shirts sleeping.

The sight of you dressed in just his shirt and tiny pair of panties does something to his brain.

“Let me get ready for bed and I’ll join you.” He heads off to the bathroom and turns on the shower. He strips off his clothes. There is a gentle knock on the door, before he can say a thing, the door creaks open. He grabs a towel, quickly covering himself.

You walk into the bathroom. “Mingyu?”

“Yes?”

“Can I join you?” You’re asking to cross a line you’ve never crossed before. Sure, you’ve touched his almost naked body, and he’s seen you naked, but this feels very different.

“Yeah.” He lets out a breath he didn’t even know he was holding.

He turns around, dropping his towel he was using to cover himself. He slides the shower door open and steps inside. The warm water engulfs him instantly. The door slides open again. You step into the shower. Your eyes slowly travel up and down his body in complete awe.

He blushes as your eyes lock in on his soft length. He’s aware he is bigger than most men, but he’s not even sure if you have ever seen another man fully naked.

“You’re beautiful.” You sigh, stepping closer to him. He can’t say anything, he just takes a deep breath.

“Can I touch you?” You reach out with your hand close to touching his chest. He can’t say anything, he just nods.

Slowly drag your finger across his chest. He stands under the water holding his breath. He can’t focus on anything other than the feeling of you touching him.

He takes a shallow breath as your fingers drag across the dips of his abs. His stomach tightened anxiously. “Do you not like me touching you?” You immediately notice how tense he is.

“No, I like you touching me.”

“Can I touch the area you always cover for me?”

He opens his mouth to speak and shuts it. He’s worried the words won’t even come out properly. Before you, Mingyu had no issue having sex or being intimate with someone, but you’ve seemed to rewire his brain. You’re the virgin goddess, and you’re making him feel like an awkward inexperienced virgin.

“Yes-yes, you can.” He stumbles over his words.

He’s already half way hard. He knows he’ll be hard immediately the moment you start touching him. You take your time running your hand along his large length. Your eyes seem absolutely fascinated by him. “Tell me how I should touch you.”

He can’t believe you just asked him that. “You can wrap your hand around it.” You follow his instructions. He’s definitely thick. Your fingers don’t even touch. “You can drag your hand up and down.” The water will definitely help act as some sort of lubricant. You pump a few times, instantly causing him to grow full erect. Your eyes are focused on his cock. You release him and circle your fingers around his mushroom tip, that’s already leaking precum. You swipe some of his precum and hold out in between you.

“Does it taste good?”

He stares at you like a deer caught in headlights. “Not everyone likes it.”

The corner of your mouth tugs up slightly before licking your finger. He can’t believe how turned on he is by that. “Not bad.”

He lets out a soft laugh. This whole situation is absolutely insane. “When you find ecstasy, do you release more of that?”

“Yeah.”

“Can I help you reach it?”

He should say no. He knows one of your jobs of being a goddess involves you being a virgin, but right now, he can’t think properly. “Yes.”

“What do I do?” You circle his length again.

“Keep pumping my dick.”

You do as he instructs you. You try multiple different pressures and speeds. You focus on the moans that leave his mouth. Mingyu feels like he’s going crazy. He desperately wants to kiss you, but he knows he shouldn’t.

You’ve found the perfect speed. You’re almost naturally in tune to the reactions of his body. Maybe there is something connecting him to you. You seem to understand each other in a way he can’t explain.

His stomach muscles tense as he gets closer and closer to the edge.

“Goddess—” he moans on the brink.

“Is this good?”

“Yes, I’m going to come.”

He lets out a moan before his sticky release paints your hand. Mingyu's chest was rising and falling, and that orgasm was like nothing he’s ever experienced. You stand there staring at him. You bring your hand up to your mouth and lick some of his milky cum off your fingers.

Mingyu grabs your hand, pulling you closer to him, under the water. The warm water washes away his cum.

He takes your face in both of his hands. Leaning down, he rested his nose against yours. He feels drunk on lust. “Can I kiss you?” He wants to make sure this is something you want.

“Please.”

He leans in, pressing his lips to yours for your first kiss. He can taste himself on your tongue, but he doesn’t care. All he cares about is the spark he feels as your lips move together. His hands never leave your face. Your hand rests on his chest, his heart beat must be going crazy.

Pulling away, he’s sporting a goofy smile. “You make me feel good.” He says.

“I like the way you make me feel.”

He can’t help but smile. He likes everything about you, but he doesn’t know if he should say that right now.

“Can you make me feel good like that? I want to feel ecstasy.”

He wants to make you feel good, but he’s not sure how far you should go. He doesn’t want to hurt your feelings and reject you. “Yes I can.”

“Mingyu?”

“Yes?”

“I like being here with you.” You give him a smile. Leaning up, you press your lips to his for a quick kiss.

“I like you being here too.”

He’s wondering if he should only use his hand or if he should use his mouth on you. Maybe he should ask you what you would like. “Do you want just my fingers or my mouth?”

“Can I have both?”

He knows stepping back. “Can you lean back resting against the wall?”

You take a step back, resting your back against the cold tile wall. He sinks to his knees in front of you. He looks up at you like you’re the reason the sun rises and falls every day. He lifts your leg, resting it over his shoulder. He’s face to face with your wet core. You look absolutely perfect.

“Are you sure you want this?” He needs to give you a chance to back out if you aren’t ready.

“Please.”

He kisses the top of your mound. His palm rushes your sensitive clit as he slides his pointer and index fingers over your folds. The soft moan that passes your lips sounds like music to his ears. He focuses on licking your clit. His two fingers toy with your entrance.

Your fingers tangle in his dark locks. He moans against your pussy as you lightly tug on his hair. He takes his time slowly sliding one finger into your core. He knows you’re a virgin, and it’s going to take some time before he can fit multiple fingers in you.

“Gyu—” His name is nothing more than a broken moan.

“So good.” He moans with his lips against your clit.

“Can you take another finger?”

You can’t say anything, you just rapidly nod your head. He can tell how tight you are as he enters another finger. You gasp as his finger hits the spots inside you that make you see stars.

The feeling of your orgasm contracting around your fingers is everything you dreamed it would feel like. You moan his name like a prayer. He keeps lapping at your clit, helping you ride out your high.

Sitting back on his knees, he looks up at you like a puppy dog. Rolling your head back, you take slow, deep breaths trying to calm down.

“Oh my—” Your voice is nothing more than a breathy sigh.

Mingyu stands up. He licks your release of his fingers before stepping back under the warm water. You follow him silently. You wrap your arms around his stomach and rest your head against his wet chest. He holds you close as he takes his time rubbing his hand up and down your back.

“That felt good.”

“You felt amazing, baby.” He lets that pet name slip without even thinking.

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Mingyu feels the happiest he’s felt in a long time. It’s finally time for him to take his dinner break. He’s in the back office, sitting with Seungcheol. They’re both eating a vodka miso pasta that he made for tonight’s special.

“Mingyu you don’t seem nearly as stressed as normal.” Seungcheol says between bites of food.

If only Seungcheol knew everything that was going on. Mingyu contemplated telling both the boys about you, and about his offering he made. He is well aware that both boys will think he’s literally insane.

“Is it true you’re seeing a girl?” Mingyu can’t help but roll his eyes. Of course Joshua told Seungcheol you’re talking to a girl.

He lets out a heavy sigh, “I’m seeing someone.”

“That’s good Gyu. Clearly, getting laid has made you happier.” If only Seungcheol knew that you were a virgin and Mingyu planned on keeping your virginity intact. Sure, you fooled around in the shower, but Mingyu refused to be the one who took away your virginity. Your purity was important to who you were as a goddess. He doesn’t care how long you have been together, but he wants to respect you.

“Cheol, she makes me happy.”

“That’s good. I like knowing you’re happy.” Seungcheol has been like a brother to Mingyu and one of his best friends. Seungcheol truly only wants the best for Mingyu.

It’s been a long day at work. Since you’ve been around, Saturnine has been crazy busy. His restaurant is no longer bleeding money. Joshua even hired Minghao to run social media for the restaurant. Mingyu won’t complain about how busy things have been, but he can’t help but be exhausted after work now.

Coming home to you everyday is his new favorite thing. By the time he closes, he’s most of the time not home until two in the morning. He feels bad for leaving you alone for almost ten hours, but you always tell him you don’t mind. You have recently taken up drawing flowers while you’re alone. Mingyu has even taught you to cook. You’re pretty independent while he’s working.

Every night, he normally finds you curled up in his bed. It’s been two months you’ve been living with him, and it’s been three weeks since you fooled around in the shower. You haven’t gone any further than learning how to give Mingyu head. You’ve officially convinced him that you should both sleep naked together.

Walking into his apartment, he finds you naked in bed. You’re curled up under his grey comforter. The comforter goes up to your hips, leaving your bare breasts fully exposed. You’re sound asleep. Mingyu moves around trying to be as quiet as possible. Living with you feels so domestic.

After brushing his teeth and washing his face, he strips off his clothes and crawls into bed with you.

“Hi.” You yawn as your eyes slowly flutter open.

“Hi, baby.” He has no problem calling you baby now. In his heart and soul, you’re his baby. “Can I hold you?”

You move closer to him. Lying on his side, he holds you close. Your leg is hooking over his hip, plastering your body against his.

He leans down, pressing his lips to yours. Kissing you might be one of his favorite things ever. His lips move against yours for a slow, heated kiss.

“Mingyu, why don’t you want to have sex with me?” You ask with your lips still brushing against his. You may be a virgin technically, but you aren’t naive.

Mingyu pulls away a little. He brushes your hair away from your face. “I want to, but you’re supposed to be a virgin goddess.”

“I would give that up for you.” You pull back a little. Your hand resting on his cheek.

“I can’t ask you to do that. I wish we could be together like that, but I respect your status as a virgin goddess.”

“I wonder if I could find you in the dream realm. Where you found me the first time.” Mingyu finds himself often thinking about that first dream he had of you. “Do you want me to find you there?”

Without thinking, he says, “Yes, please.” Mingyu lies on his back.

“Let’s go to sleep.” You lay your head down on his chest.

Sleep finds you immediately, but it takes Mingyu a little while longer. He takes this time to enjoy the feeling of you being in his arms. He doesn’t know how he got lucky enough for you to actually answer his offering.

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His eyes open, and he finds you sitting on his lap. You’re looking down at him, smiling. The night sky is bright above you. He’s never seen this many stars in his life. He moves his hands below him, he feels the comfort of a soft blanket. Glancing over, he notices you’re on a grassy hill. The sound of crashing waves lets him know this hill is overlooking the ocean. You drag your thumb across his bottom lip capturing his attention.

“Baby?”

“Yes, Mingyu?”

“Where are we?” His hand rests on your thighs. His fingers toy with the pale pink silk nighty you’re wearing.

“We’re somewhere that exists only for us.”

He pushes himself up on his hands. You’re now chest to chest. You tangle your fingers in his dark curls. Your nose rests against his as his hands roam your back.

“Did you bring me here?”

“Yes.”

“I’m not a goddess here. While we’re here, I’m simply a woman who wants you.”

Leaning in, you crash your lips into his. His lips move against yours until you pull away long enough to remove your nighty. Mingyu kisses his way across your bare chest. One hand toys with your breast while his mouth focuses on your pebbled nipple.

“Mingyu—”

He pulls away and gives you a dazed smile. “Can you make love to me?”

With little effort, he rolls you both over. He gives you a quick kiss before kicking off his cream linen pants he’s wearing. He stares at you for a long moment, taking in the sight of your beautiful, soft body on full display below him.

“You’re beautiful.” He says.

“Just for you.” You reach for him.

He crawls over you, kissing anywhere he can reach. He focuses on your breast as his fingers dip between your wet folds. You gasp as he toys with your clit, before sliding two fingers into you. Even in this dream-like realm, you’re wet and ready for him.

Your orgasm comes quickly. You fall apart moaning his name loudly. You don’t even give him a chance to respond to your orgasm.

“I want you. I want you in every way I could possibly have you.” Your words warm his heart.

He reaches between you and lines himself up with your dripping core. “If it hurts, let me know.”

“I’ll only know pleasure here.”

You hold his face with both your hands as he slides into you for the first time. Your lips part, and soft gasp passes your lips as he bottoms out. You both feel a sense of pleasure neither of you have ever experienced.

Mingyu is practically lying on top of you as he starts at a slow but deep pace. Each thrust is touching a part inside of you, that has you seeing stars.

Your hands roam his back, wanting to touch every single part of him you can reach. Mingyu’s lips leave a trail of wet kisses from your neck to your lips.

“Oh—“ you moan

Mingyu picks up his pace. He can tell by your reactions that you’re getting closer and closer to the edge.

Your fingers claw at his shoulder blade. If this wasn’t a dream realm, he would be covered in marks.

“Mingyu.”

He smiles against your neck. Your soft moans and whines are music to his ears. Your wall flutter around him. Your orgasm triggers his own. He paints your walls with his milky release, filling you to the brim.

He leans up a little to look down at you. You give him a smile, an he instantly feels butterflies. He doesn’t want this to end.

“Can you go another round in a minute?”

Reaching up, you push his hair off of his glistening forehead. “Yes.”

You push on his chest, and he lies on his back. Crawling on to his lap, you aimlessly trace shapes on his golden skin. His hands rest on your soft thighs. You’re absolutely breathtaking. The star filled sky illuminates both of you. You smile down at him as he fully hardens below you.

You lift your hips and grab his length. You gasp as you slowly slide down. Once you bottom out on his length, he holds you in place. He’s giving you both time to adjust. “I just want to feel you.”

You grind your hips forward, earning a moan from both of you. You start to move at a steady pace. Your hands rest on his chest for leverage. Your breasts bounce as you move. Mingyu reaches up, toying with your breast.

Soft moans pass your lips. Closing your eyes, you roll your head back.

The sight of you blissed out, lost in a haze of lust, is the most beautiful sight he’s ever seen.

“Mingyu—“

“You feel so good.” He moans.

You feel like you were made for him. Your velvety walls pushing him closer and closer to the edge.

Your orgasm hits you like a tidal wave, dragging you and him under together. Rolling your hips, you help both of you ride out your highs.

Overstimulation starts to kick in for him. He grabs your hips, helping to still you. Your eyes flutter open, and you look down and find him blissed out, wearing a smile.

“You’re the perfect man, Kim Mingyu.” His eyes start to brim with tears. He’s so in love with you, he doesn’t even know what to say. He doesn’t want to scare you, so he just smiles and says. “You’re perfect too.”

He helps you off his lap, and holds you close to him.

Lying there staring up at the stars, he knows this is what love feels like. He laces his fingers with yours. He brings the top of your hand to his lips.

“You must come home.” You hear this echoing voice in your head. You close your eyes, trying to push away the voice.

Mingyu captures your attention as he presses a kiss to your bare shoulder. “You mean everything to me.” He says before everything fades to black.

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Life has been perfect, but something feels off. There’s this hollow feeling he can’t explain. At night, he notices you seem troubled while you sleep. He often hears you repeatedly mumbling “no” over and over.

There is something deep inside of him that knows that this is the end. You’re going to go to sleep beside him, and you’ll be gone before he wakes up in the morning.

He can tell all day that something is bothering you, and you can tell something is bothering him.

Sitting in the kitchen, you’re sipping on a cup of tea, watching Mingyu cook dinner for both of you.

“Mingyu, I fear this is goodbye.” You care for him so much, and it hurts to leave, but you know you can’t stay here. You have a job you have to do, and the longer you’re here, the longer you’re away from your job.

He stops cooking immediately and turns to face you. There’s a sadness behind his eyes you’ve never seen before. There’s an ache in your heart knowing you’re hurting him. “What do you mean?”

“I feel in my soul I’m being called home.” Your eyes start to brim with tears. You never meant to grow attached to him. Hearing him call you baby, and telling how much you mean to him, warms your heart and breaks it at the same time.

“You can’t leave me. I love you, please don’t go.” A salty tear slides down your cheek as you watch him start to cry.

“Mingyu, I care for you deeply, but the love humans feel isn’t something I can fully feel or understand.” You rest your hand on his cheek. You feel things for him you haven’t felt for other people. But this isn’t the same as the love he shares for you.

“You don’t love me?” He sounds so heartbroken.

“I don’t understand human love. I care for you so deeply though.” Your thumb swipes away the salty tears that stain his beautiful golden skin.

He steps away from you, shaking his head. He doesn’t understand how you don’t love him after everything you’ve been through.

You walk up to him, wrapping your arms around his stomach. Your head rests on his back.

He wants to ignore you and just cook, but he can’t. “I love you so much.” Tears slowly slide down his cheek.

“I care for you deeply.” Your hand slides under his shirt. Your warm hand rests firmly on his abs before rubbing up and down, soothing him. “Let’s eat dinner together and spend what time we have left lying together.”

He takes a deep breath, knowing that even if you want to stay, it’s not your choice.

A somber mood takes over the apartment. Mingyu finishes cooking, and you sit at the table quietly eating. He can’t help but keep glancing up at you.

“How do you know it’s time?” He needs to know.

You set your chopsticks down and take a deep breath. “Ever since our night last week in your dreams, I’ve been hearing a voice in my head telling me it’s time to come home. I know who is telling me to come home. I’ve been here longer than I ever should have been.”

“Is that why I keep saying no in your sleep?”

You look away and nod your head. “Yeah. They haven’t left my dreams.”

He stands up and grabs his empty dish. He reaches over and grabs yours. “Let’s take a shower and then go to bed.”

Standing under the hot water, he fights back the tears that are threatening to fall. You stand behind him, desperately wishing you could comfort him more. You wish you could tell him you love him, but you don’t want to lie to him.

You grab his sandalwood scent bodywash. You take your time washing his body. He just silently stands there watching you. He steps back fully under the water, rinsing off the sweet and woody scented bubbles.

Silently, he grabs your face with both his hands. He leans down and presses his lips to yours for a desperate kiss. He kisses you like you’re the oxygen his lungs need. For the first time ever, he’s truly ever felt whole, and once you’re gone, he knows he’s going to feel empty. A piece of him will always be missing. Your hand rests on his hip, pulling yourself closer to him. Pulling away slightly his nose rests on yours.

“You don’t have to say it, but I just need you to know how much I love you.”

“That means a lot to me.”

After showering, you both take your time drying each other off. Lying on his bed, he’s resting on his back with you cuddled up next to him. Your head is resting on his chest. His hand slowly runs up and down your back. He’s trying to memorize every detail of your skin.

You lie in bed together for hours before Mingyu can no longer hold his eyes open.

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He walks across the grassy hill surrounded by the brightest stars. The air has a slight breeze to it. He walks in the direction he’s being pulled to. At the top of the hill, he finds you standing by the blanket where he made love to you that night. You’re dressed in that same silk pink nightie. You look breathtaking underneath the moonlight.

“Baby.” He takes off running for you.

You stand there smiling at him. The moment he reaches you he tangles his fingers in your hair, crashing his lips into yours.

“Mingyu.” You sigh against his lips.

“Are you gone?”

“Yes, but this isn’t goodbye. I can find you in your dreams, and after some years have passed, you can make another offering and try to call me.”

“Okay. Just know I’ll always love you.”

Reaching up, you rest your hand on his cheek. “And I will always care for you.”

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His eyes slowly open, the warm sunlight peaking through the curtains wakes him. He looks over and finds your spot in his bed empty. He hops out of bed and runs into the living room, hoping to find you waiting for him. His heart sinks realizing that you’re truly gone.

Tears start sliding down his cheek, knowing it will be a while until he sees you again.

That day, he made an offering to you and changed his life in so many ways. You gave him everything he could possibly ask for. He even fell head over heels in love. He hopes one day he’ll be able to call you back to him, and he’ll be able to find you in his dreams.

Sitting at the kitchen table in the little nook by the window, you scroll through your phone aimlessly. Wonwoo is sitting across from you working on his laptop and enjoying his favorite morning beverage, an americano.

Mingyu is nowhere to be seen. You assume your other roommate took an early morning trip to the gym. He and Seungcheol often like meeting to work out.

The front door opens and sure enough, in walks Mingyu. He’s dressed in those godforsaken sweatpants he’s been wearing too often. The whole time you have lived with the two boys you have tried your hardest not to catch feelings for either of the boys. You thought you were doing a good job. Wonwoo and you were best friends and you knew you worked well as friends. Mingyu on the other hand was more of a problem. In recent months he and his wonderful grey sweatpants have been hunting your horny dream. This man is a giant and you can’t help but imagine, every part of him is huge. The issue is, his sweatpants do nothing to hide how big he is down below. Closing your eyes you tried to push away your indecent thoughts.

Mingyu walks over to the table almost frantically. He says your name, and you glance up at him.

“Opinions on being tied to the bed?” You almost choke on your coffee. Mingyu decided to ask you this very blunt question out of nowhere. Wonwoo lets out a laugh looking up from his laptop. In the whole two years you have lived together you and Mingyu haven’t really spoken about your sex lives. Sure you and Wonwoo have talked about things of this nature. But Mingyu has always liked to keep this part of his life private. The whole time you have lived together he only brought one girl home, and oh god was she loud. Luckily your bedroom is near the kitchen. Wonwoo has the unfortunate luck of sharing a bedroom wall with Mingyu. This girl was so loud Wonwoo’s noise canceling headphones didn’t even help. About an hour into Mingyu's little sexual encounter, Wonwoo came to your room to sleep in an attempt to escape the noise.

“Maybe, hello how are you? Or even I have a wild question I would like to ask?” Setting your coffee down on the table.

“Hello my dear roommate. How are you?” He literally doesn’t even give you a second to answer. “Now, what do you think about being tied to the bed?” He’s calmed down, maybe a little, but not much.

“Like during sex?” Wonwoo lets out a snicker at your question.

“Obviously during sex.” Mingyu responses.

“Gyu why are you being weird?” Wonwoo closes his laptop.

“Cheol said I’m vanilla.” Bingo we have a winner. Of course this conversation is all because of Seungcheol. Seungcheol and his goddamn big mouth once again is causing chaos in your life. This is the same man that once had you jump into a pool naked to prove a point.

“That doesn’t explain why you’re asking our sweet roommate about being tied to a bed.”

“Cheol said girls normally like it when a man takes control.” Well it seems like Seungcheol has frazzled Mingyu, and now he’s a rambling mess. Next time you see Seungcheol you’re definitely going to yell at him. “He was telling me all about his girl he had sex with and tied to his bed. According to him she was crying and begging him to go harder.”

“Why are you listening to Cheol?” Wonwoo knows all too well that Seungcheol knows how to run his mouth.

“I don’t know.” He sighs, pulling out the chair and sitting down between you and Wonwoo.

“Have you ever had a girl complain?” Wonwoo has fully stepped into the conversation. You’re left silent, still in shock this conversation is even happening.

“No.” He sounds defeated.

“Dude, not all girls like to be dominated.” Wonwoo responds.

“Are you dominant in bed?”

Wonwoo sighs and leans back. “I wouldn’t say I’m a hard dom or anything like that. But I’m in charge in bed.” You definitely didn’t expect your breakfast conversation to consist of learning more about Wonwoo’s sex life.

“What about you? Do you want to be dominated?” Mingyu turns his attention back to you.

“I don’t want to be fully dominated or anything like that, but—“ You pause, you aren’t exactly sure how much of your sex life you want to share. “I like when whoever I’m with is in control.”

“Is our sweet girl a pillow princess?” Wonwoo is wearing a wicked grin. His words do something to you.

“I’m not a full blown pillow princess, but I like when a man is in control.”

The room feels suffocatingly small suddenly. You can feel Mingyu’s eyes burning into you. Your eyes haven’t left Wonwoo’s. Even behind his glasses you can feel him almost undressing you with his eyes.

“Maybe _____ can let you test out being in charge?” Wonwoo speaks, finally breaking the screaming loud silence.

“Wonwoo?” You say his name not even sure what you want to say. This whole situation feels crazy.

“What?” He tilts his head giving you a smirk.

Glancing over at Mingyu you see him blushing. It’s clear he definitely didn’t see the conversation going this way.

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How on earth did you end up in this situation?

Sitting on Mingyu bed you’re a mix of emotions. On one hand you’re excited and turned on at just the thought of being with Mingyu, on the other you’re nervous. You’ve never been in a situation like this before.

“Are you going to tie me to the bed?” You look over at Wonwoo.

Wonwoo rolls his eyes and leans back against the wall. “I don't know if Gyu is ready for that. Maybe we stick with tying your hands in front of you.” Wonwoo fidgets with the pink tie that he took from Mingyu’s dresser.

“How do you know I’m not ready for it?” Mingyu pouts.

“Do you really want to tie her to the bed until she’s begging to touch you?”

Honestly the idea of Mingyu doing that definitely turns you on. Looking over at Wonwoo he gives you a smile. Something about the way he’s looking at you lets you know he knows what you’re thinking.

“I don’t know.”

“Gyu, let's start with laying her on her back and you can eat her out until she cries. Or I can hold her hands above her head.” You’re suddenly very aware that Wonwoo plans on staying in the room while you and Mingyu have sex.

“Are you staying?” It’s going to eat you alive if you don’t ask him.

“I can if you want me to.” Wonwoo steps closer to you. God do you want him to stay. If you’re going to get the chance to be with Mingyu for at least one night you want to have your cake and eat it too. This might be the close you get to being with Wonwoo.

“Please.”

“So polite.” He gives you a wicked grin. His hand pinches your chin tilting your head up.

“What is the game plan, Gyu?” Wonwoo teases.

“I think we should kiss before I dive straight into eating you out.”

Mingyu steps closer to you. He grabs your hand helping you stand up. Looking up at your very tall roommate butterflies flutter around your stomach. God Mingyu is beautiful. Reaching out, his hand rests on your cheek. Without even thinking you blurt out, “god you’re pretty.” Mingyu gives you a crooked smile while you hear Wonwoo let out a laugh behind you.

Leaning forward he rests his nose against yours. Your lips are so close you can almost taste his mango lip balm he loves to wear. “Are you sure you want to do this?” His hand is resting on your hip.

“Please just kiss me.” That’s all you have to say. His lips touch yours and those butterflies in your stomach go crazy. Reaching out you tangle your fingers in his shirt pulling him closer to you. He slides his tongue across your bottom lips. Parting your lips he slides his tongue against yours. It turns out Mingyu isn’t just hot, he’s also an incredible kisser. His hand that is on your hip slides down to your butt. He grabs a handful of your fleshy butt cheek pulling you closer to him. His straining erecting is causing a tent in his jeans.

Moaning into his mouth causes him to grip your butt again. “Fuck—“ he moans against your lips.

Pulling always you’re practically out of breath. Looking past Mingyu you see Wonwoo sitting on the edge of the bed intently watching you two. Your eyes lock and he gives you a smile. “Princess, did you like that?” Wonwoo asked.

“Yes.”

“Why don’t you strip off your clothes and lay on the bed for Gyu?” You’re being reminded that Wonwoo said he likes to be in charge.

Looking up at Mingyu he looks at you with lust blown eyes. He puts his hand under your chin. “Can you listen to Wonwoo?” This is a weird dynamic you weren’t necessarily prepared for.

Stripping off your clothes you stand there feeling extremely exposed. Wonwoo stands up and walks towards you. You must look like a deer caught in headlights standing naked in front of them while they’re both fully dressed. He stops in front of you.

“Why do you look scared?” He asked.

“It feels weird being the only one naked.”

“Did you want me to take some clothes off?” He pushes hair away from your face.

“Can you two at least strip down to your boxers?”

“Gyu, get naked for her.” Wonwoo steps back and strips off his own clothes until he’s left in just his boxer-briefs. You’ve seen Wonwoo walk around in his underwear before, and you always try your hardest not to stare, but now you feel like you can fully enjoy the sight of his beautiful body.

The sound of Mingyu’s belt hitting the floor captures your attention. Your eyes lock on Mingyu as he strips off all his clothes. He’s left standing in front of you fully naked. His golden skin is fully on display. His whole body is. Work of art between his abs and his very large cock.

“Pretty girl, lay on the bed for Mingyu.”

Laying down in the middle of the bed, Mingyu’s eyes stay locked on your. Wonwoo moves so he’s sitting with his back against the headboard. “Hands above your head princess.” You don’t think twice, you just listen to Wonwoo. “Can I hold your hands together while Mingyu takes care of you?”

“Yes.”

With Wonwoo’s large hands he’s able to grip both of your wrists with ease.

“Gyu, dive on in—“

The sight of Mingyu's head between your legs isn’t something you ever thought you would see. Not only is your roommate absolutely beautiful, but holy hell is he good with his mouth. Desperately you want to tangle your fingers in his hair, holding him against your wet core.

Looking up you tug on your hands that are being restrained by Wonwoo. He’s looking down at you with a look you can’t quite decipher.

“Be a good girl.” He practically scolds you.

“Mingyu—“ without thinking you push your pelvis up towards his face.

“Someone is a needy girl. Maybe you aren’t a pillow princess.” It’s clear Wonwoo is a menace in bed.

Mingyu sucks on your clit, pumping two fingers in and out of you. “Wonu—“ Your brain feels fuzzy having Wonwoo speak to you while Mingyu is pleasuring you.

“Are you close, baby?” Wonwoo pinches your chin again.

“Please—“

Lifting his face from your pussy Mingyu gives you a smile still rubbing your g spot with his thick fingers. “Cum for me.”

The white hot wave of your orgasm crashes over you. Every nerve in your body tingles as your walls convulse around Mingyu’s fingers.

“So good.” Wonwoo’s deep voice pulls you away from your high. He releases your hands. Slowly bring them down to your stomach.

Mingyu pulls away from you. Sitting on his knees he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. His eyes stay locked on yours. Your chest slowly rises and falls. How the hell is this whole situation even real?

“Did you want to stop?” Mingyu asked.

“God no.” You’re practically out of breath. Your chest is rising and falling quickly. The idea of stopping and you not being able to feel him stretching you open with his huge cock makes you want to cry.

“Give Wonwoo your hands again.”

Silently you stare at him with wide eyes. It’s so strange seeing Mingyu take full control. He’s always been so gentle with you as a friend. Wonwoo is still sitting next to you. He’s rubbing your arm helping to keep you calm.

“Can you keep being a good girl?” Wonwoo asked, capturing your full attention.

“Yes-“ your voice is meek.

“Mingyu grab a condom and some lube. She’s wet, but you’re too big for her.“ Your eyes immediately go down to Mingyu’s very large appendage. Wonwoo isn’t wrong, you’re wet but Mingyu is so big he might split you open without some extra help.

Mingyu hops off the bed and goes over to his night stand.

Wonwoo rests his hand on your cheek. He drags his thumb slowly across your bottom lip “Can I tie your wrist up with this tie?” He grabs the pink tie off the bed.

Silently you nod.

“Use your words, Princess.”

“Yes.”

Mingyu walks up to the foot of the bed and watches and Wonwoo gently wraps the pink tie around your wrist. He can’t help but smile watching how Wonwoo is so gentle with you even as he’s tying you up.

Wonwoo leans down with his face close to yours. Almost as if he’s trying to have an intimate moment without Mingyu involved. “Princess?”

“Yes.” You whisper. Your lips are so close to his.

“Are you good?

“Yes—“

“Do you know any other words other than just yes?” He teases you by rubbing his nose against yours.

“Wonwoo—“

“Yes?”

“Are you allowed to kiss me?”

He stills for a moment, looking over at Mingyu he finds his best friend standing there fully naked with a smile on his face. “Wonwoo, just give her what she wants.”

Without saying a word Wonwoo leans in, pressing his lips to yours. Kissing Wonwoo feels familiar. Maybe it’s because you’ve longed to know what it would be like to kiss him. Every part of your body reacts to the way his lips feel against yours. He’s still holding your hands above your head. His tongue runs along your bottom lip. Parting your lips, you slide your tongue against his, deepening the kiss.

Wonwoo pulls away and lets out a little chuckle. “You’re so good to us.” He moves back to sitting next to you holding your wrist.

Mingyu crawls back onto the bed. “Put your feet on the bed and spread your legs princess.”

Mingyu sits on his knees between your spread legs. Grabbing the lube he pops the cap open, pouring some on your already wet core and helps massage you open, before he coats his own length. Taking his length in his hand he runs it through your folds a few times before he prods the blush colored tip against your entrance.

“Princess, it might hurt a little. If you need me to stop, just say so.” Mingyu says.

“Okay.”

Glancing up at Wonwoo he gives you that same gentle smile. “You got this princess.”

Looking down at Mingyu he rubs your thigh helping you relax. Ever so slowly he pushes into you. The stretching feeling isn’t like anything you have ever experienced before. Squeezing your eyes closed, you try to focus on Wonwoo’s hand that is on your arm, and Mingyu’s hand rubbing your thigh. Once Mingyu bottoms out there is a moment where you wonder if this will actually feel good. The stretching feeling isn’t something you have experienced before.

Your eyes slowly flutter open and Wonwoo is there intently watching you. Mingyu doesn’t move any. He’s rubbing your thigh letting you adjust.

“Pretty girl, can you look at me?” You look down at Mingyu to find him giving you a smile. “How are you feeling?”

“So full.” You hate how whiny you sound.

“You’re doing so good. Tell me when I can move, Princess.”

“Can you go slow?” The only chance you have to fully enjoy this, is if Mingyu goes slow and lets you adjust properly to his size.

“Of course.”

He starts at a slow pace of almost pulling out all the way, just leaving in his tip, before pushing back in. His hand moves to your mound resting there so his thumb can toy with your clit.

The sinful moans leaving Mingyu lips are intoxicating. He picks up his pace a little. His thumb never stops playing with your sensitive bundle of nerves. Without evening thinking you tug on your wrist. Not being able to touch either boy is driving you insane.

“Ugh—“ you whine.

“Baby do your wrists hurt?” There Wonwoo goes calling you baby again. If your brain could fully process what is happening you might start overthinking his newest pet name for you.

“Fuck—“ you’ve never been this vocal in bed. Mingyu is pulling noises out of you’ve never heard before.

“Mingyu, she can’t even think straight.” Wonwoo teases.

“She’s so fucking tight.” He groans.

“Keep making her feel good.” Wonwoo gently rubs your arms helping to ground you.

Your eyes stayed locked on Mingyu watching the way he only focused on you. The coil in your stomach is threatening to snap. The stretching feeling has dissipated to pure pleasure. The tension in your body is almost too much to bare. Suddenly a white hot fire takes you over.

Squeezing your eyes, you bite your bottom lips trying to hold back all the whiny noises trying to pass your lips. Without even thinking you moan the wrong boy's name. “Wonwoo—“ it’s a broken cry for the man holding your wrist.

Instantly Mingyu laughs at the situation. Wonwoo’s eyes are locked on you. He can’t believe what’s unfolding. Mingyu stills for a moment.

“I feel like I should be offended if you're moaning Wonwoo’s name, when I’m the one who made you cum.” Your eyes snap open and it feels like an ice cold bucket of water has been dumped on you. Your face burns with embarrassment.

“Oh my god.” You tug on your wrist. “Mingyu—“

“Hey, princess stop freaking out. It’s fine. My feelings aren’t hurt.” Mingyu stops playing with your clit. His large hand rubs your thigh helping you calm down.

Wonwoo’s eyes haven’t left you. He releases your wrist and just stares at you for a long moment.

“Wonwoo, why don’t you untie her and let her touch you.” Mingyu’s voice has a calming effect on both of you.

“What do you mean?” You speak up.

“I’m saying I’m going to keep fucking you. And you’re going to come again. But now you can play with Wonwoo. You can try and make him come.”

Wonwoo releases your hands and unties your wrist. Pulling your wrist down you look up at Wonwoo and see him smiling. He grabs your wrist and gently massages them. “Baby are you okay?”

“Yeah—“

“Can you come again?” Mingyu asked, grabbing your attention.

“Yes.” Mingyu moves so he’s hovering over you. He pressed his lips to yours for a heated kiss. Without even thinking you tangled your fingers in his hair holding him close to you.

“Such a good girl.” Mingyu whispers against your lips. Mingyu pulls back sitting on his knees.

“Princess, have fun with Wonwoo.” Without giving you a moment to process his words Mingyu thrust into you slowly.

Turning your head you look at Wonwoo who is still sitting right next to you. Reaching out you touch his thigh. He’s like the forbidden fruit you’re finally able to taste. Your hand grips his thigh desperately wanting to hold him close.

Mingyu’s pace is faster than before. A string of moans and whimpers passing your lips.

“ugh—“ he’s hitting a spot deep inside you that makes you feel as if you're unable to speak.

Wonwoo rests his hand on your cheek, turning your face to him. “You’re so pretty. Especially like this. Mingyu has you so fucked out you can barely think.”

“She’s so good for us.” Mingyu responds.

“Mingyu, can we change positions?” Wonwoo wants you to be able to fully touch him, and this position isn’t helping.

Mingyu immediately stops moving. “How do you want her?”

“Let’s have her ride you while she’s facing me.”

“You heard him princess.” Mingyu taps your thigh.

“Wonwoo?”

“Yes baby?” He drags your thumb along your bottom lip.

“Can you strip naked?”

Without saying a word Wonwoo gets off the bed and takes off his boxers. The sight of his erection hitting his stomach is mouth watering. How on earth do you go back to living normally with both these men after this. You’ve been crushing hard before this but now you’re pretty sure you’re going to fall in love.

Mingyu is quick to practically manhandle you into the position Wonwoo requested. Mingyu is sitting with his back against a few pillows. You’re sitting on your knees with Mingyu snug inside you. Wonwoo is sitting on his knees in front of you. Leaning forward he presses his lips to yours for a simple kiss. “Touch me however you want .” He whispers against your lips. “Be a good girl and ride Mingyu.”

Lifting your hips you sink back down on his length. At this angle he’s hitting deeper inside than before. Reaching forward you run your hands along the dips and ridges of Wonwoo’s abs. His eyes stay locked on you intently watching you.

Mingyu can’t keep his lips to himself. He’s leaving a wet trail of kisses up the side of your neck. His hands grope your breast toying with your nipples. Rolling your head back against Mingyu's shoulder.

“Gyu—“ his name is nothing but a broken moan.

“So good—“ he moans against your ear.

Reaching out your hand you desperately want to feel Wonwoo. He must understand what you want. He laces his finger with yours. Without saying anything he princes his lips to the top of your hand for a gentle kiss.

“Gyu, play with her clit.”

Mingyu dips one of his hands between your legs. The moment his fingers find your clit you can’t help but whimper. Another orgasm is on the brink of breaking. With little effort Mingyu already knows how to play your body like a violin. He knows how to make you fall apart with little effort.

“Can you come for me sweetheart?” His voice is raspy against your ear, sending a shiver down your spine.

Squeezing Wonwoo’s hand you’re hit with another crashing high. This one hits harder than the others. You’ve never had this many orgasms in one night. Falling forward into Wonwoo you can’t think about anything. Your mind feels like mush. Every nerve in your body feels like a live wire. Wonwoo holds on to you, not letting you fall.

“Fuck—“ Mingyu groans lifting his hips. He falls apart with you.

Holding you flush against his thighs you both ride out your highs. He leaves a trail of gentle kisses across the top of your shoulder.

“You were so good.” Mingyu whispers barely loud enough for Wonwoo to hear.

You’ve never felt this fucked out and dazed in your life. Your eyes feel too heavy to open.

Slowly pulling you back against him, Mingyu lays his large hand across your stomach. Wonwoo hasn’t let go of your hand. Your head is leaning back on Mingyu's shoulder.

“Gyu I don’t think you’re very vanilla like Cheol said.” Wonwoo says squeezing your hand. “You might have broken our girl.”

“Princess, can you sit up?” Mingyu asked, slowly rubbing your side.

“Yeah.” Your legs feel like jello as you move off of Mingyu. Lifting your hips he slides out of you. Instantly you feel empty. Wonwoo helps you crawl onto the bed.

Taking your hand Wonwoo helps you stand up. Mingyu crawls off the bed. He pats Wonwoo’s back before he starts getting dressed. “Wonwoo take care of our girl.”

“I need to get cleaned up and I think you two need some alone time.” Mingyu can tell that after that whole experience you and Wonwoo have something you should probably discuss.

Wonwoo takes your hand leading you out of Mingyu’s room. Neither of you say anything as he takes you to the bathroom by his room. Walking in he immediately turns on the shower. He stands closer to you. He pushes your hair away from your face. You probably look like a complete mess. He sets glasses down on the bathroom counter. He leaned in close and pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead. “You did good, baby.”

“Wonwoo—“ Your body is sore, but you crave being close to Wonwoo.

“Yeah?” He lingers close to you.

“Can I take care of you after the shower?”

“If you have the strength you can.” He gives you a smile.

Standing under the hot water Wonwoo massages your vanilla scented shampoo into your hair. The hot water helps relax your sore body.

“It’s safe to say Mingyu isn’t vanilla like Cheol said.”

“He’s bossy,” you pout leaning back against him.

“Did you like it?”

“I like everything that happened.” That whole scenario that took place in Mingyu’s room was incredible, and doesn’t feel real.

“Would you do it again?” He can’t lie, the idea of sharing you again with Mingyu is exciting. Him and Mingyu are close but he’s never had a threesome with him before. After what he just witnessed he would do it again in a heartbeat. He discovered that he and Mingyu make a great team.

“Yes—“

“I enjoyed that.” He runs his hand up and down your side slowly.

“If it happened again, could you be more involved?” He would do anything to be more involved next time.

“Absolutely. It might seem like Mingyu and I were in charge in there, but you have the full say in what you want.”

“Wonwoo?” You step away from him, stepping further under the warm water.

“Yes baby?” Running your fingers through your hair you rinse the shampoo from your hair.

“I like you.” You’ve liked him for so long, there isn’t any reason why you shouldn’t confess that to him now.

“I like you too, like a lot.” Looking over your shoulder you find him giving you a smile.

“Is it bad that I like Mingyu too?” Unfortunately you don’t just have feelings for Wonwoo, Mingyu has a piece of your heart as well.

“That’s not a bad thing. I can share.” He knew before he suggested you and Mingyu hooked up, that both him and his best friend had feelings for you. He had a feeling you returned their feelings but he wasn’t fully sure.

“Let me put some conditioner in your hair.”

The moment you’re out of the shower, Wonwoo helps you dry off before he drags you off to his room.

“Can you lay on the bed for me?” You ask, poking his chest.

“What do you want to do?” He steps towards his bed.

“I want to ride you.”

Wonwoo isn’t one to tell you no. Crawling onto his bed he lays down in the middle of his white bedspread. Crawling onto his bed you sit on his thighs. You take your time dragging your finger across the dips and peak of his abs. You could spend hours exploring every inch of his body.

His large cock twitches as you run your fingers along the veins that lead towards his cock.

“I’ve always wanted to touch you like this.” You whisper. Slowly you start pumping his hardening length.

“Just give me a minute and I’ll be ready.” He doesn’t want a hand job. He wants to know what it’s like to feel you, just like Mingyu did.

He groans softly as you focus on his blush colored tip. He’s larger than average and thick, but not as massive as Mingyu. He's much more manageable for you. Maybe next time you can take your time blowing him.

“Baby I want to feel you.”

“As you wish.” You lift your hips hovering over his straining length.

“Do we need a condom?” Wonwoo asked.

“I’m clean and I trust you. I trust Mingyu too. Maybe next time he can go bare too.”

“I want to feel you bare.”

Slowly you sink down on his length. He might not be as big as Mingyu, but he’s still stretching you out. Resting your hands on his chest, you keep a slow pace lifting your hips until only his tip is left inside before slowly sinking back down. Wonwoo cock curves up slightly so he’s brushing the spot inside you that had you seeing stars.

His large hands grip your soft hips helping you move.

Wonwoo pushes himself up with his hands. He wants to be able to kiss you as you ride him.

The kiss is sloppy, filled with tongue, and echoing moans into each other's mouths.

“Wonwoo—“ you can’t focus on anything other than your rapidly approaching orgasm. Your core is sensitive and if he touches your overstimulated clit you might cry.

“Baby—“ he moans against your lips.

The moment you’re hit with your fourth orgasm of the night you try your hardest to keep moving your hips. Wonwoo grips your hips helping you move. He’s not far behind you, holding you flush against his thighs as he finally finds his own release. He fills you to the brim painting your walls white with his milky release.

The world is at a stand still and the only thing that matters is the way Wonwoo is looking at you. Lifting your shaky hands you push your fingers through his dark hair.

“I like that you call me baby.” You give him a small smile.

“I’ve wanted to call you that for a while.”

Leaning forward you press your lips to his for another kiss.

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Opening Wonwoo’s bedroom door, Mingyu is quite pleased at the sight in front of him. He finds you and Wonwoo both clearly naked curled up together asleep. Mingyu knew long before he kissed you for the first time, that you and Wonwoo were meant to be. Mingyu has had his own crush on you for a while, but he always had a feeling you and Wonwoo would end up together. He’s realizing now that maybe both him and Wonwoo could both have you.

Mingyu pulls out his phone and snaps a picture of you and Wonwoo curled up. The sight of his two best friends like this makes him so happy.

Your eyes pop open and you see Mingyu standing there smiling. “Mingyu, what are you doing?” You say before yawning.

“Just taking a picture of you two love birds.”

“What is happening?” Wonwoo says, sounding as if he’s still asleep.

“Mingyu took a photo of us.” You pull away from Wonwoo slightly.

“Can you blame me, you guys are cute.” He leans further against the doorframe.

“Mingyu isn’t this weird?” You can’t help but ask.

“No, not at all. Wonwoo and I are good at sharing, princess. Even if you’re his girlfriend, we can still share.” Being called Wonwoo’s girlfriend is new.

Wonwoo lets out a laugh pulling your naked body closer to him. “He's right we can be good at sharing.”

“What?”

“Don’t overthink it baby.” Wonwoo presses an open mouth kiss to your bare shoulder.

“Am I your girlfriend?”

“___ you’re definitely Wonwoo's girlfriend.” Mingyu immediately responded.

“This is the weirdest night of my life.” There is no way you could ever explain this night to anyone.

“I guess I should thank Cheol.” Mingyu said. Who knew Seungcheol teasing would lead to all this.

“I don’t know if I want to hit him or thank him.”

Seungcheol and his big mouth might be the reason Wonwoo is now your boyfriend, and the reason Mingyu is somehow a part of your relationship.