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leejihoonownsmyheart · 2 years

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New Rules

Title: New Rules

Genre: basketballplayer!mingyu, collegestudent!reader, fakedating!au, fluff, angst, s2l, smut

Tags/Warnings: Cheating, heartbreak, gender neutral reader, slow burn, smut, creampie, unprotected :/, general arguments between the reader and some characters, alcohol drinking, hurt and comfort, 26k words

This is a part of a sports collaboration being hosted by @gyukult . Thank you so much for the opportunity to write this I seriously never would have come up with this idea and written this had it not been for this collab!

Summary:

Kim Mingyu is the star basketball player of your schools' team, and one of the most popular boys in your entire University. You’re just a college student with the best boyfriend in the world.

You stared at the lake in front of you, your eyebrows furrowing in concentration. You felt the breeze blow through the trees, and you shivered a little despite the warm fall sun beating down on you.

You weren’t cold for long, after only a moment warm arms wrapped around your body, tugging you close. You smiled, a giggle leaving your lips.

“Come on, I’m trying to enjoy the view while it lasts.”

“I’m not distracting you.”

A fleeting kiss was pressed to your cheek, which you tried to laugh off. You wiggled against him, trying to get out of his grasp but ended up being unsuccessful. You struggled a little more in his arms only to be spun towards him, pulled into a deep kiss.

You smiled against his lips.

“You’re stupid,” you mumbled.

“Shhh I’m trying to kiss you.”

You wished that days like this never ended. You wanted to stay like this until the end of time. You wanted to feel the sun on your skin and hold onto the love of your life. But you knew that you two couldn’t stay like this forever. You pulled away from him and looked at your boyfriend of five years.

“I never want this day to end.”

Donghyun looked at you like you were everything he had ever wanted in life.

“Me neither.”

You two stared at one another for a few moments before Donghyun finally sighed, pulling you close against his chest.

“But, unfortunately, we have to finish this hike and get home before it gets too dark out.”

A pout crossed your lips, but you knew he was right. You pulled away again and reached up to mess with his hair. He had dyed it blonde recently, at first you hadn’t thought it would look very good on him, but upon having it dyed for a while you had grown to like it. His hair was kind of long too, falling past his ears.

You reached over and tucked a few strands behind his ear. When you finally thought that his appearance was appeasing again you slid your hand into his and began to drag him forward.

“Are you ready to get back to school?” He asked. “I bet you miss Jaeyun and Rei.”

You smiled at the mention of your friends, but you decided to play it off coyly.

“Hm, I bet they miss me more,” you mumbled. A laughed erupted from Donghyun’s chest and you two’s hands swung between each other. “It’ll be nice to be back on a schedule. I miss going to classes and working.”

Again a laugh came from Donghyun.

“That’s what I love about you,” he said in awe. “You actually miss working. I would rather be here on vacation forever.”

He swung you around in front of him causing you to giggle and leaned in close to you, pressing a kiss to your lips.

“As long as you were here with me that is.”

You rolled your eyes.

Donghyun was a romantic. He had been for as long as you had known him, even if he wouldn’t admit it. While you tended to get lost in your studies and hardly messaged him, he was always planning extravagant evenings and telling you just how much he loved and needed you in his life.

Five years ago, relationships hadn’t been your thing. Now, you were happier than you had ever imagined you could be.

“You’re dumb Donghyun.”

He hummed, nodding in agreement.

“Maybe,” he mumbled. “I’m going to a party the day after we get back.”

“Quite the way to start the semester,” you teased. He rolled his eyes.

“You’re just jealous that’s all.”

“I’d rather be studying then stuffed between a bunch of stuffy college students who smell like weed and alcohol,” you said. Donghyun laughed again.

“You and your books,” he said affectionately. He took another look at the lake in front of you two and shook his head.

“I guess everything has to end at some point.”

“There you are,” Jaeyun said, shaking his head and crossing his arms over his chest. “Gone for a weekend and you still think you’re too good for us huh?”

“Not a single message or picture,” Rei agreed joining him by his side. A teasing pout crossed your lips.

“Aw did you guys miss me?” You whined teasingly. “How domestic.”

You laughed as they both rushed up to you, lightly hitting you with their fists.

“Okay! I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” you apologized. “I missed you guys too, but you know how I am.”

Both Rei and Jaeyun pulled away from you, their fake expressions of anger gone from their faces.

“I don’t suppose you are going to come to the party tonight as a formal apology?” Rei asked, raising her eyebrows suggestively. You rolled your eyes.

“Yeah, that’s plausible.”

Jaeyun groaned.

“You are no fun, Donghyun is going, and I bet he would love to have you there.”

You highly doubted that was true. Whenever you had been dragged to parties by Rei and Jaeyun they had all abandoned you, and Donghyun had just near pretended that you weren’t there. It was fine, he liked his time with his friends, and you didn’t blame him for that. You liked to have time away from him too and that was something that he respected you for.

“You guys will be fine without me,” you said with a roll of your eyes.

“Hm.”

Rei didn’t look to happy about that response, but Jaeyun was already done with the topic.

Jaeyun and Rei were your two best friends in the entire world. While Jaeyun was a tall boy who was constantly dying his hair different colors, Rei was a level-headed skater girl with shoulder length hair that was currently the same shade of purple as Jaeyun’s.

The two had tried to convince you to dye your hair too but in no universe were you willing to dye your hair purple.

Your schedule was pretty much the same every day. You went to classes, studied between, ate lunch with your friends and then went to work for the day. Your schedule was strict, but it made you feel like you had more control in your life. You didn’t like it when things happened that were out of your control.

Luckily for you, pretty much everyone in your life knew that and they were careful to make sure you stayed comfortable in your own skin.

When you got home from work and your phone went off you weren’t very amused. You had told your friends a million times that you didn’t want any part of their party, but when you saw the message from Jaeyun it was a little different then you were expecting.

Your boyfriend is wasted, you should come pick him up

You sighed; you didn’t often have to pick up Donghyun from parties. He was a pretty responsible drinker. So, you didn’t mind having to every once in a while.

You threw on some normal clothes and grabbed your keys, heading straight to the party.

There were too many people at the party for you to be able to find Rei or Jaeyun, much less Donghyun. You weaved through people for about ten minutes before finally you just started asking people if they had seen him.

“Donghyun? Is that him over there with Jennie?”

You could almost swear that time stopped when you turned around.

You had never had your heart broken before. You had the perfect life. The perfect grades, the perfect friends, the perfect boyfriend.

You had never really imagined what it would be like if Donghyun betrayed your trust because no part of you had imagined he was capable of it. He loved you. That was something that you believed undoubtedly. He gave you his time, his energy, he remembered the things about you that no one else remembered.

He hadn’t been bad to you. He never raised his voice or got angry with you. Everyone you had met had always been so jealous and Donghyun’s eyes had never even strayed from yours.

“How long do you think we are going to be together?” You whispered, burying your face in Donghyun’s chest. You couldn’t see his face, but you could feel his heart beating, and feel as he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer.

“Forever.”

You didn’t even realize that you were still looking at him until someone bumped into you. Then it was like the sight of what was before you finally set in. Donghyun had his arms wrapped around Jennie, his face hidden beneath hers.

The guy beside you laughed and nudged you in the side roughly.

“Yo, just wait until the person dating Donghyun sees this!”

He looked over at you, his smile faltering.

“Wait, aren’t you...?”

That was what snapped Donghyun into the present. You watched as he pulled away from Jennie, pulling her tighter against his body as their hips swayed together. He laughed victoriously to his friends, as if he had done something spectacular and no one around could really believe it.

And then his eyes met yours.

You stood in front of the mirror, frowning as you ran your hand down your shirt.

“Do you like this?” You asked. “I don’t kn-”

You interrupted yourself with a sigh. Who were you kidding? You hated how you looked in this outfit. It hardly flattered your figure and you felt like it made you look bigger than you really were-

“You look beautiful,” Donghyun said, coming up behind you and spinning you away from the mirror. He whistled and shook his head as he got a better look at you. “How on Earth did I get someone as beautiful as you?”

Your face flushed red, and you dropped your eyes from Donghyun’s.

“Shu-”

Before you could finish what you said, Donghyun had his fingers gripping your chin, turning your gaze back to his.

“Seriously. I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone as beautiful as you.”

“Shit.”

You didn’t think you had ever seen Donghyun move faster. He scrambled to get himself unraveled from Jennie, his hands flying to his hair as if that would change the fact that her hands had been in it moments before.

“Shit babe, it’s not what it looks like.”

You didn’t move, you couldn’t think. You felt something salty seep between your lips. You sniffled and raised your hands to your face, wiping the tears over your cheeks.

You turned from Donghyun- You couldn’t look at him anymore. You felt yourself beginning to move through the crowd of people, moving faster as you heard him growing closer.

“Come on, don’t-” He bumped into someone. “Stop- Let me just explain-”

You didn’t respond, you just started running faster. You pushed past people, tears running down your cheeks so rapidly you couldn’t see. You had to be close to the door now, then all you had to do was get out of here and go home and-

You slammed into someone’s hard chest. You would have fallen but the person caught your wrist steadying you with a hearty laugh.

“Woah there, careful where you’re-”

You looked up and he stopped talking. It was a little hard to figure out who was standing there in front of you with all the tears in your eyes. All you could see was that he was tall, and his hair was dark, and his grip on you was tight.

“Are you...?”

Before he could finish Donghyun let out a sigh of relief.

“Thank god, look it’s not what it looked like-” You felt his hand touch your shoulder and it forced a sob from out of your lips. You pressed your lips together firmly and pushed yourself further into the guy that had caught you as you choked out the first words that you could muster:

“Leave me alone.”

Donghyun didn’t try to touch you again but you could hear his breathing nonetheless. He was close to you. He was too close to you.

“Come on, please let me just talk to you,” Donghyun pleaded. “I can explain everything.”

You didn’t respond. You didn’t trust your own voice. Honestly, you didn’t even trust your own mind. Had your eyes really seen Donghyun kissing Jennie? Surely not. They were just friends, and he had never given you any reason to suspect that he thought of her as anything else. You had trusted him. But maybe that was the problem right there. You trusted him. Why weren’t you trusting him right now? Maybe he could explain it.

You sniffled and peeked from out of the strangers chest, risking a look at Donghyun. His eyes were red. He looked desperate for you to give him a chance. You could visibly see him breath in relief at having seen you.

“You were kissing Jennie,” you whispered, your voice broken. He nodded and held his hand out to you.

“Let me explain, let me explain,” he mumbled. “I love you more than anyone, you know that?”

Of course, you knew that Donghyun loved you. He had been with you the longest of anyone. He was your biggest supporter, always by your side. You loved him too. Without him you were nothing. You sniffled and nodded.

“You can explain?” You asked.

“I can explain,” he repeated. You started to pull yourself away from the person that you had run into but before you could make it very far, the grip on your forearm tightened.

“I know I should stay out of it but I don’t think that’s a very good idea.” You looked up at the person. He looked so familiar, but your vision was still blurry.

“What the fuck dude, back off.”

That was odd. You looked over at Donghyun your eyes wide. You had never heard him address someone so angrily before. His eyes flitted towards you and it was like he could hear your thoughts. His expression softened.

“Babe, who are you going to listen to? Him?” He gestured towards the person that was holding you still. “Or me?”

He spread his arms out in such an inviting way. All you wanted right now was to hug him. Maybe if you did you would be able to pretend like this hadn’t happened. You could close your eyes and go back to the you that hadn’t seen him kissing Jennie.

“Hey.” You looked up at the boy who was holding you. He leaned in close to you so that you could feel his breath on your ear. “Cheaters never change.”

Your eyes flickered to Donghyun who was watching you two with large eyes.

“You can let him manipulate you into going back to him, and you can get your heartbroken or-” His other hand rose slowly to your waist. He was careful touching you, and to be completely honest it felt weird to have someone’s hand there with Donghyun standing so close to you. “You can kiss me, and let Donghyun get a little taste of his own medicine.”

You looked up at the man in front of you. God you really couldn’t shake how come he looked so familiar. You pursed your lips in concentration, trying to search his eyes for any indication of how you knew him. Instead, you found something else there.

You got to the tips of your toes and nodded.

“Okay.”

And before you could think about it you pressed your lips to his.

His lips tasted like beer, and he didn’t kiss anything like how Donghyun did. Having kissed Donghyun for so many years his lips were the only ones you knew so you weren’t really sure what you were doing with this guy. You felt like you were sloppy, and your eyebrows were scrunched in concentration.

Before you could think about it too much the person pulled away from you. He let you turn and look over at Donghyun who to your surprise didn’t look hurt. He looked angry.

“Cute,” he spat. His eyes looked to you. “Let’s go before you do something else stupid.”

You had never seen Donghyun look at you like that. You pressed your lips together uncertainly, and began to pull away from the boy you had just kissed. You cleared your throat, but before you could pull away you felt the guy beneath you tug you lightly. You looked back up at him.

“Date me.”

Your eyes widened.

“What?” You said at the same time as Donghyun said it. The confusion must have been extremely clear as the boy spun you so that his back was to Donghyun’s. He winked. Trust me, he mouthed.

You had never been able to imagine a life without Donghyun. Not since he had entered into yours. You two had planned each other’s futures together. Trusting Donghyun had gotten you here. Crying at a party because he had been kissing another girl. Trusting the person that made sense had gotten your heart broken.

It was time to do something dumb for a change.

“Donghyun,” you said, tearing your eyes away from the person in front of you. “We’re over.”

A laugh erupted from the stranger who... You supposed you needed to get to know now as he turned to Donghyun.

“Now I have an excuse to do this...” He tilted his head from side to side and stretched out his arms, cracking his hands. He shuffled you behind him, and as he took a step towards Donghyun a large number of boys around him rushed forward.

“Mingyu-”

“Bro-

“It’s not worth it-”

Their protests didn’t matter. He pulled his fist back and it collided with Donghyun’s face.

“Aren’t you worried that I’ll hurt you?”

The question caught you a little off guard. You rolled over in the bed to look at Donghyun. Despite the odd question you couldn’t see anything suspicious in his eyes.

“No,” you replied pointedly. He laughed his eyebrows scrunching slightly in thought.

“Why do you trust me that much?”

“Because you’re Donghyun, and you love me,” you replied confidently. Donghyun hummed in agreement.

“It’s true. You know me so well.”

After the party you didn’t see much of your new “boyfriend”. Everyone rushed to the two boys’ sides. Most of the people ran up to the person who had punched Donghyun. You didn’t stay around to see how it played out.

You didn’t really know how to feel. From Donghyun kissing Jennie, to a guy punching Donghyun for cheating on you... It had been too much.

You went home and you cried yourself to sleep.

The next day when you woke up you had almost forgotten about everything. You woke up and you got ready and you smiled at yourself and you looked to your phone to message Donghyun and...

You didn’t even want to leave.

But regardless you knew you had to.

You dragged yourself out of bed and to school.

“Hey!”

Rei and Jaeyun rushed over to you as soon as they saw you, concerned riddled across their faces.

“What are you doing at school? You should have stayed home today,” Jaeyun said. Rei nodded in agreement, brushing some of her hair out of her face.

“Seriously, your grades would be fine if you missed one day.”

You shrugged.

“I have a quiz today,” you mumbled. “Besides, it’s not like it’s a big deal or anything.”

That was a lie, it was a huge deal. You and Donghyun had spent five years of your life together. He was your first and only boyfriend. You had spent the better part of your life dedicated to him and him only.

How were you supposed to heal after having lost the one thing in your life that had stayed the same over five years.

A pang of hurt ran through your chest and you cleared your throat, feeling warm tears pricking at your eyes.

“Better now anyways. More time to study.”

“Stop pretending it’s not a big deal,” Jaeyun insisted. “It’s okay to be upset.”

“I’m not upset,” you said. “It’s better this way.”

Both Rei and Jaeyun stared at you snd you hated that look in their eyes. It was just pity. You loathed pity. Yeah you were a mess, yes you wanted no more than to curl up in a ball and cry and miss Donghyun but that didn’t mean you needed someone’s pity.

You were fully intent on telling them just that when suddenly, you were all interrupted.

“There they are; my beautiful partner.”

Your eyes widened as you were enveloped in the arms of a large man. He kissed your cheek cheerily and then placed his head over yours.

You were a little too surprise to react at first, and such a reaction must have been transparent as he leaned in close to your ear.

“You’re not really selling this fake relationship.”

You swallowed. You couldn’t believe that this was actually real. The party felt like it had been years ago at this point. You couldn’t believe that everything there had actually happened.

A flash of the night shot through your brain, but for once it wasn’t the memory of Donghyun kissing Jennie, it was of you kissing a stranger.

“I haven’t seen you since the party.”

You thought you sounded a little robotic but your friends eyes widened.

“Oh my god, you’re dating Mingyu?”

Your heart stopped.

“I’m dating...?”

You whipped around and your mouth literally dropped open.

The man standing behind you was none other than Kim Mingyu. You weren’t sure what to do or say, you just stared at him dumbly. He didn’t seem to be too bothered by your reaction, in fact he looked a little amused by it.

Kim Mingyu was one of the most popular boys at your University. He was a star player on the basketball team. Even people across the country knew his name. People from your high school would have paid thousands of dollars to be simply in the same room with him. Girls in other countries dreamed of being able to even brush shoulders with him.

You had only ever seen him before at a distance. That must have been why he seemed so familiar the night before. How had you not recognized Kim Mingyu?

A gasp left your mouth and you smacked your hand over it.

Oh my god, had you kissed Kim Mingyu?

You swallowed hard and tried to gain composure of yourself, hoping that your extremely obvious rapid change of emotions wasn’t too obvious.

“Yeah, Mingyu and I are dating,” you agreed. You figured that after that, frankly, embarrassing display you had to be really convincing to really sell it at this point. You turned back towards Mingyu and after hesitating for a good second you leaned up and pressed a kiss to the corner of his mouth.

Part of you expected Mingyu to get mad at you at that. Maybe to make fun of you and say that you were an idiot for thinking that he would ever fake date you. But he didn’t say that. As you pulled away he leaned forward, his lips ghosting your ear.

“You’re not really selling it.”

You swallowed hard and turned to your friends.

“I’ll see you guys tomorrow, yeah?”

Rei and Jaeyun stared at you like they were seeing a completely different side of you.

“You’ve moved on already?” Rei blurted. You stared back at Rei and Jaeyun not really sure what to say to sell this. They knew you the best of anyone in the world. They knew better than anyone that there was no way you were over Donghyun and they knew that you would never date someone again so fast.

But they also knew that you didn’t lie and they probably thought that pretending to be in a relationship had no benefits to you.

And you had to use that to your advantage.

“It’s hard… To not be with Donghyun but Mingyu is really nice,” you glanced at him. He was looking at you with a curious look on his face. “I think that he’ll take care of me and be there for me while I heal.”

It was utter bullshit, but judging by the way that Rei and Jaeyun’s shoulders relaxed in relief you figured your lie was good enough.

“Well then Mingyu,” Jaeyun said, standing up to shake his hand. “If you break our friend’s heart… We’ll get some other basketball player to punch you in the face.”

Mingyu laughed, his whole body shaking with it.

“How about this: I’ll punch myself if that happens.”

“Okay, okay.”

You placed a hand against the door that you had just closed, breathing like you had just run a marathon.

“Oh my god.”

You looked up at him.

“You’re Kim Mingyu,” you said, your eyes wide. “You are the Kim Mingyu.”

He didn’t even look embarrassed. He just smiled, crossing his arms.

“Yeah.”

A squeak left your mouth.

“You kissed me,” you blurted. A near scream left your lips. “You punched Donghyun.”

“Is that his name?” He wrinkled his nose. “If I could I would have punched him again.”

Your eyes widened.

“Mingyu.”

He rolled his eyes.

“You sound like my friends...” He trailed off. “And my coach.”

You scoffed and looked at him.

“Why do you want me to fake date you?” You asked suddenly. That actually caught him off guard.

“Do I have to have a reason?” He asked. Everything he did made no sense to you. When a random person runs into you at a party you don’t get involved in their business. You don’t worry about their relationship drama or offer to kiss them for revenge or punch their ex.

He did need to have a reason. Everything you did had reasons. Everything that Donghyun had ever done had a reason.

Your heart stopped as you saw him again. At that party, Jennie’s brown hair brushing against his shoulder, their lips pressed together. Your eyes dropped to the ground.

“I guess not,” you mumbled.

MIngyu seemed to sense the sudden mood drop and he cleared his throat.

“I mean... It’ll be good for my image,” he said. “I’m sort of known as a wild child. Party all night, kiss random people, punch dudes at parties.”

You snorted.

“Sounds exactly like you.”

Mingyu grunted.

“That’s the point. I’m more likely to get scouted by the pros if I clean up my reputation,” he said. “And you seem...”

His eyebrows scrunched as he looked at you.

“You seem good.”

You pressed your lips together firmly.

“I still don’t even know if this is a good idea for me,” you said. “I don’t want to make Donghyun jealous.”

Mingyu snorted.

“It’s really none of my business but he kissed some girl at a party, he’s an asshole,” Mingyu snapped. “And you seem nice, and you almost went back to him. After he cheated on you? This is for your own good.”

You looked at him.

“If you are fake dating me you can’t go back to him. If he tries to talk to you, you bring in me, you need time to heal, and you can’t go back to that relationship.”

You knew Mingyu was right, but that didn’t mean it didn’t sting.

You had been in love with Donghyun... You still loved Donghyun. He meant everything to you. You didn’t really know who you were without him. You wanted to go to him so badly. Hear him out, listen to his excuses. You wanted him back.

“Hey.”

You looked up at Mingyu.

“You deserve better.”

You looked away from him.

“We need rules,” you said. A sound of surprise left his mouth.

“Rules?”

“Yeah, like...” You trailed off. “I don’t like pda.”

A snort left Mingyu’s mouth, but when you looked at him, he sobered up.

“You’re serious?”

“It’s no ones’ business who I’m kissing,” you mumbled. “I never used to kiss Donghyun in front of people.”

“I kiss people left and right,” Mingyu said. “We need some common ground because no one will believe we are dating if we don’t kiss each other.”

Your nose scrunched.

“I’ve only ever kissed Donghyun,” you mumbled looking at Mingyu, a mischievous smile crossed his lips.

“Oh it does not show.”

Color spread to your cheeks, and you looked away from Mingyu.

“Okay, one kiss a day.”

Mingyu grunted.

“Four kisses a day.”

“What? No.”

“Fine, three kisses a day.”

“Mingyu.”

“Two kisses, one at anytime, one good bye every single time we see each other, even if it’s multiple times a day.”

You chewed on your bottom lip nervously in thought.

“Fine, but not where too many people can see.”

“You have to kiss me at my first game.”

You didn’t think that Mingyu was very good at this negotiating thing.

“But there will be-”

“No one will believe we are dating! We kiss one game a month, and it trumps how many kisses we have that week. One kiss at a game equals no kisses that week other than the game kiss.” You scrunched your nose.

“Okay, fine.”

“What about other signs of PDA? Hand holding, hugging?” Mingyu asked. You thought about it for a second.

“If we keep the kissing down I guess it’s fine in front of people,” you decided. “But don’t go crazy with it. I don’t really like being touched.”

Mingyu hummed and nodded.

“And how often do I get to see you?” He asked.

“We can schedule dates that need to be public. I don’t really see any need to hang out outside of that,” you said. Mingyu’s eyebrows furrowed.

“You have to come to my games.”

Your eyebrows furrowed.

“Why?”

“You’re fake dating a basketball player,” Mingyu said like it was obvious. “What kind of significant other doesn’t come to their boyfriends basketball games?”

You supposed he had a point but you didn’t like it. You were starting to think that the relationship you had with Donghyun was to be treasured more than you realized. You hadn’t had to do things with Donghyun. You didn’t need to see him on certain days or kiss him in public. He wasn’t really touchy unless you two were... Say on vacation.

You sighed. It felt like years ago that you had been on vacation with Donghyun. Taking long hikes and waiting for him to write his poetry every time he saw something beautiful. Finding out that most of the time that poetry was about you.

You wished you could go back in time.

“Where are we going to go on vacation next?” Donghyun asked you as you two sat in the hot tub, your shoulders brushing against one another. You hummed.

“I don’t know, the Netherlands?”

“I think we should go to Paris. The most romantic city in the world,” he said dreamily. You rolled your eyes.

“Paris is actually not that beautiful. There’s supposedly trash everywhere and french people are mean to-”

Before you could finish what you were saying Donghyun interrupted you with a deep kiss. When he pulled away your brows furrowed.

“You’re so pragmatic,” he stated. “I love you.”

“Okay I’ll go to your games, but I know nothing about basketball.”

Mingyu shrugged.

“When I get a ball in the basket you cheer. It’s not too hard,” he said. “Any other rules?”

“No surprises,” you said immediately. “I hate surprises.”

Donghyun lifted his hand to Jennie’s hair as he deepened the kiss, holding her close like he used to hold you.

“Done,” Mingyu agreed. “PDA only when necessary and you come to my games but I never surprise you.”

You nodded.

“Yeah, okay that’s okay.”

Mingyu seemed happy with your agreements.

“Phone number?”

You watched as Mingyu put his phone number into your phone, making a cute face as he took a picture of himself for a contact picture. He stared at your phone for a few seconds.

“You have to change your screensaver,” he said after a moment. Your eyebrows furrowed.

“Why?”

He turned your phone to you as a response and your heart sank.

How had you forgotten that your screensaver was a picture of you and Donghyun?

“Right.”

“We should take one. Come here.”

He gestured for you to join him, and you didn’t feel like arguing.

“I’m just going to touch you for a second, okay?”

You nodded and he wrapped his arms around you. You both smiled at the camera as he took a picture. He started talking again as he let go of you and started to mess with your phone some more. You weren’t listening at all. Despite Mingyu’s explanation this still didn’t make sense to you.

This was Kim Mingyu after all. He was handsome and popular, he could date literally any boy or girl in the school that he wanted to. So why you? You were nothing spectacular. Sure you were attractive, but not attractive enough for someone like Kim Mingyu. You cared more about grades then parties. You barely spent your free time with people. It just didn’t make any sense.

“Are you sure about this?”

You must have interrupted him because Mingyu looked surprised by the sudden outburst. His nose scrunched ever so slightly.

“Sure about what?”

“Me,” you replied. “I’m just some random person, I’m nothing spectacular. Why me?”

Mingyu stared at you for a few seconds, his mind clearly racing. He sighed and walked over to you, handing you his phone.

“How long did you date Donghyun?” He asked you. Your eyebrows shot up in surprise, but you decided to humor Mingyu.

“Five years.”

Mingyu nodded.

“Let’s get coffee tomorrow,” Mingyu said, instead of explaining his thought process or answering your question. “If we are going to be fake dating, we have to know a little bit about each other.”

You nodded numbly. He smiled.

“I’ll text you.”

And then he was gone.

“There you are.”

You looked up from your book furrowing your eyebrows when you saw Donghyun was standing in front of you with two cups of coffee.

“Hey babe,” you greeted. Your eyebrows furrowed. “What are you doing here?”

“I thought I would surprise you with some coffee!” He replied.

“I don’t like surprises,” was all you said. Donghyun laughed.

“I know I’m sorry. I won’t do it again okay?”

He set the cup of coffee down in front of you.

“I just missed you.”

“What kind of coffee do you like?”

You looked up at Mingyu and shrugged.

“Anything really,” you said. “Iced lattes.”

Mingyu nodded and wandered away to order two drinks for you two. You noticed that as he walked up a number of people in the coffee shop started whispering to each other, watching him with wide excited eyes.

You thought it was weird that so many people knew him from basketball. Even if you were into sports, you didn’t think you would ever be able to keep straight the players in the game and that being said you hardly believed you would recognize them when they were out.

You only knew who Mingyu was at all because Rei was obsessed with sports and as weird as you thought it was Kim Mingyu was a household name.

When Mingyu wandered back he handed you your drink and tilted his cup towards you. He smiled.

“I got the same thing,” he said, sounding like a child trying to impress their parent. You pressed your lips into a smile and took your drink taking a sip. He sat down across from you and leaned forward.

“So… Tell me about yourself.”

There wasn’t really much to know about you, but you told him everything you thought was important. You started off by telling him about Rei and Jaeyun. You told him about your relationship with Donghyun. You told him about your family and what you did for work.

The whole time Mingyu just watched you, nodding accordingly, his attention never straying. You could hardly believe he was taking this so seriously.

“And what else?”

You shrugged, toying with your straw.

“I don’t there is much else to talk about.”

“What about your favorite color?” Mingyu prodded. Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

“What? Why do you need to know that?” You asked. Mingyu scoffed.

“You’re telling me you didn’t know Dong-douches favorite color?”

You rolled your eyes.

“Why would I need to know Donghyun’s favorite color?”

“It’s important! That way I can figure out what color notebook to buy you next year when you send me shopping for a notebook for one of your lectures.”

“Mingyu this is a fake relationship.”

Mingyu exhaled in frustration.

“You know what I mean.”

You didn’t really know what he meant, but considering he was so passionate about it you decided to just give in and tell him your favorite color.

“What is your favorite color?” You asked him. He hummed.

“Red,” he said without missing a beat. “What’s your favorite food?”

“This is stupid,” you insisted. “I didn’t know that about Donghyun.”

Mingyu didn’t really seem to care what you thought.

“I’m going to be a better fake boyfriend then Donghyun ever was a real one,” he said insistently.

“Donghyun wasn’t that-”

“Babe?” Your head shot up and you looked at Donghyun who had just walked into the room. He was staring at you with such wide eyes. It felt like you hadn’t seen him in such a long time.

“Donghyun,” you exclaimed. You looked at Mingyu and then Donghyun and scrambled to your feet. “It’s not-” “You’re actually dating this guy?” Donghyun blurted. He stepped closer to you two and looked at Mingyu. “Seriously, he punched me. He would rather make someone feel small then have a conversation with them. Hardly your type.”

As Donghyun spoke he gestured towards his eye, which was admittedly different shades of blue and purple and horribly swollen. He turned to Mingyu.

“You’re lucky I don’t sue you for punching me.”

Mingyu just rolled his eyes.

“Stop playing these games,” Donghyun said, turning his attention back to you. “Haven’t we been fighting long enough? I love you. I made a mistake. I just want you back.”

You stared at Donghyun, feeling tears welling in your eyes.

“Donghyun, I-” love you too. I miss you so much, I don’t want to fight either I just want you back too.

Your mind raced with all of the things that you wanted to say to Donghyun. You felt tears running down your cheeks and you took a step towards Donghyun. That was when Mingyu got involved. He stood up, placing himself between you and Donghyun.

“Yeah, I don’t think so,” he said. “I think you’ve forgotten that your ex is dating me now and I’m not going to break their heart.”

Mingyu looked back at you. He looked so angry, and you could tell that he was holding himself back. You didn’t really know what he was so mad for. It wasn’t really any of his business what happened between you and Donghyun. You still couldn’t understand why he had gotten involved with you in the first place.

Mingyu very carefully reached forward, his hands rubbing the tears from your cheeks.

“Let’s go.”

His tone was stiff. You nodded.

“Yeah.”

He grabbed you by your wrist and began to practically drag you out of the coffee shop. You couldn’t keep your eyes away from Donghyun.

“What was that?” Mingyu blurted once the two of you were alone. You winced a little.

“Your grip is too tight,” you muttered. Mingyu immediately withdrew his hand from your wrist.

“Sorry I just...” He grunted in frustration. “He cheated on you.”

“It was just one kiss,” you insisted. “Besides he said he could explain-”

“It wasn’t just one kiss,” Mingyu blurted. Your heart skipped a beat and your eyebrows furrowed.

“Wh-what?” “Every time he goes to a party he goes alone in a room with Jennie,” Mingyu explained. “I-I didn’t know he was dating anyone... Before you ask, I don’t think your friends knew.”

You stumbled and your nose scrunched.

“Really?”

“You need rules,” Mingyu said, instead of responding. “Whenever you see Donghyun you’re like two words away from marrying him. You can’t go back to that dick.”

You didn’t respond. You felt numb.

Every party? Had Donghyun really cheated on you that much? Surely it wasn’t true.

“Delete his phone number and his texts, and block him,” Mingyu started. “Block him on everything you don’t need any reminder of him to make you want him back.”

You nodded and searched for your phone, beginning to do what he had asked.

“You can’t be his friend anymore. You can’t even talk to him,” Mingyu continued. “You’ll just want him back more.”

You hated that. You wanted nothing more than to have Donghyun stay in your life. You missed spending time with him. You missed confiding in him. You missed him.

“I know it hurts,” Mingyu said, his voice going soft for the first time since he had gotten you away from Donghyun. “Get rid of things that remind you of him. Gifts he may have given you, anything.”

“But-”

“No buts! If you go back to him he will hurt you again, that’s a fact,” Mingyu said. You fell silent. “Don’t give him that power.”

“What would you do if we ever broke up?”

You rolled your eyes at the question. Donghyun was always asking you such dumb speculative questions.

“I highly doubt that will happen,” you said. “Why are you even asking me that?” Donghyun shrugged.

“Just wondering if you would ever leave me.”

You turned to face him, a smile tugging at the corner of your lips.

“I would never leave you Lee Donghyun.”

You felt sick to your stomach, but you still nodded slowly.

“That’s... That’s fair.”

You felt tears running down your cheeks again.

“Mingyu have you ever loved anyone before?”

Mingyu was quiet for a few seconds, so you finally looked up at him. He shook his head slowly.

“Not like you loved Donghyun.”

“I don’t think I’ll ever love anyone again,” you mumbled.

You had never actually been to one of your University’s basketball games. Mostly because they were so confusing to you. It was hard to get tickets and you knew that the games were all just loud and crowded and honestly a waste of time. But even so, there wasn’t much that you could do if you wanted to help Mingyu out with his end of the fake relationship pact.

You still weren’t really sure why he felt the need to get into it with you. He was probably so much better asking one of the many other people in the school to be his significant other for this façade, but he had chosen you. And you knew he was right. Being in this fake situation with him would certainly make Donghyun back off of trying to win you back.

Mingyu was... Much stronger than Donghyun, and even though he had threatened to sue you knew he wouldn’t. He was scared of Mingyu. That was good for you.

Mingyu was right, and you knew that your friends would agree with him if they knew that you would take back Donghyun in a heartbeat. You shouldn’t go back to a cheater. If they cheated once they would cheat again. People don’t change.

But you trusted in Donghyun. You had trusted in him for five years. It was hard to just turn your back on him.

So that’s why you needed to do these things.

These things that Donghyun would never make you do.

And Rei was ecstatic.

“I have been dreaming of the day that you would come to a basketball game with us,” she gushed. “This is going to be so fun.”

It didn’t feel as exciting to you as it did her, but to be fair that made sense, she actually liked basketball. She knew the in’s and out’s. She led you to the student section and made sure that you all got there early enough that Mingyu would be able to see where you were sitting and she even showed you where the bathrooms were.

Mingyu’s game plan was simple. At the end of the game when they won (he was confident that they would win) he would run up into the student section, pick you up and kiss you in excitement.

It was all a bit extravagant to you but Mingyu had insisted that would be the most realistic way for him to react if he was actually dating someone and you figured that one huge kiss being made a spectacle wouldn’t exactly kill you.

And yet still you were feeling nervous. There was a reason you didn’t bother at parties, and mostly kept to yourself. Crowds made you anxious. As the basketball game started you were stuck between hundreds of sweaty college students, painted in your school colors, and screaming at the top of their lungs. You could hardly think or move or even hear as Rei tried to point out who was who on the court.

Mingyu was pretty easy to keep track of. He was tallest of everyone on his team and his coach Seungcheol was always on his feet, running up and down the court as the team did so he was easy to pick out too. Then there was Jihoon also easy to pick out due to his height. Everyone else may as well have been the same person because you couldn’t figure out for the life of you who was Jun and who was Soonyoung when they were both running side by side down the court and were so far away that you could barely make out their faces.

So amongst trying to remember the names that Rei told you as the team members switched on and off the bench and start running up and down the court you had to try to pair those names with faces.

For goodness sakes you knew nothing about basketball and none of this was helping you figure it out.

As the first half of the game came to an end you were left feeling like you were being crushed by the room around you, and like you knew less about basketball than you had known going in and that was making it harder to breath in itself.

“Donghyun? Hey Donghyun.”

You tugged at Donghyun’s sleeve and he glanced back at you over his shoulder.

“Yeah?”

“I want to go,” you murmured, your eyes flitting to the ground. “I’m...”

You didn’t want Donghyun to know that you were stressed. Even after five years of dating you never wanted him to know how stressed you were.

“If you want to go we can go,” Donghyun agreed. His brows furrowed slightly in confusion at your behavior, but he turned to say good bye to his friends anyways.

You were knocked out of your racing thoughts by Rei elbowing you lightly. You looked over at her and she gestured down to the court. You were confused as to why at first and then you noticed that Mingyu was standing at the bottom of the student section. There was a half-heartedly placed barrier there that Mingyu was leaning on as he talked to a handful of girls down in the crowd.

Your first thought was that he must have decided he didn’t need your fake relationship anymore and was going to do something with someone else but then his eyes flickered up to you. When you two made eye contact he tilted his head to the side.

“I think he wants you to go down there, he’s been staring at you,” Rei explained. You nodded numbly and began to push your way through the crowd.

When you got down to him your heart was beating so loudly in your chest that you could have sworn everyone in the room could hear it. When you got down to Mingyu he waved away the people he was talking to and wandered over to you.

“Hey,” he greeted. “You look stressed.”

Your heart skipped a beat in your chest and for just a second you really did forget how to breath. How did he know that? Were you really that transparent? Could Rei and Jaeyun tell too?

“We don’t have to do this,” Mingyu continued before you could respond. Your eyes widened slightly at the suggestion.

“What do you mean? If we don’t do this no one will know that we are dating and there would be no point in us fake dating at all.”

Mingyu shrugged it off.

“You’re stressed, this seems like it is really far out of your comfort zone. I don’t want to stress you out,” Mingyu explained. “We can talk about it later. We don’t need to do this today.”

You couldn’t believe he was saying this, but mostly because you were probably one of the most stubborn people that you knew. You hated that people could change their minds so easily, because it meant you never knew what someone wanted from you.

You had thought you understood what Mingyu wanted from you but now he was going back on what he said before and you were as confused as ever.

“No, we still have to-” You didn’t get the opportunity to finish what you were saying as Seungcheol walked over to Mingyu. He glanced at you, barely paying any attention to you at all. He probably thought you were just a random fan of Mingyu’s. He said something to Mingyu too quiet for you to hear, and Mingyu glanced at you and began to walk away.

“Wait, Mingyu fuck-” He wasn’t listening to you at all as he followed Seungcheol back over to the bench. You knew that you had to do something to stop him from not announcing your relationship at this game. You were here after all, he was doing you a huge favor and you wanted to do him a favor too. All you had to do was convince him to kiss you but you knew that it wasn’t going to work unless-

You hopped over the barrier, alerting that of the staff around you. Luckily when they said something to you, rather loudly, Mingyu turned around. You didn’t waste a second. You rushed over to him, wrapping your arms around his neck.

You felt like the whole world was looking at you.

But before you could stress too much about it you slammed your eyes shut and pressed your lips to Mingyu’s.

Kissing him was nothing like it was like kissing Donghyun. You still weren’t sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing. You felt like you didn’t know what to do, like at any second you would be harassed for doing something wrong or being a subpar kisser.

Instead of that, you were interrupted from your rampaging thoughts by Mingyu laughing against your lips. You pulled away, your face dark in color.

“Okay, I get it now,” he mumbled. “Once you’ve made your mind up on something you’ve made your mind up on it.”

That didn’t help to cull your embarrassment. You took a deep breath and looked away from him.

“What am I supposed to do now? Donghyun and I never did things like this,” you murmured. He laughed.

“Tell me not to lose.”

“Kim Mingyu.”

You felt like you were going to pull your hair out of your head if you heard Mingyu’s full name being said to you again in astonishment. You glanced back at your coworker with a mostly unamused look and he shrugged innocently.

“I just can’t believe it,” Sehun replied. “You went from dating Donghyun-”

Sehun looked disgusted for a few moments.

“To dating the basketball star handsome model prodigy himself.”

Sehun sighed dreamily.

“A man could only dream.”

“He’s just another guy,” you said. “I mean...” You kept forgetting that you were supposed to be pretending that you liked Mingyu. “He’s great, I just am tired of people making a huge deal about it.”

“It is a big deal,” Sehun exclaimed. “I thought that when you broke up with Donghyun you would be broken hearted forever but instead you went on to date a fucking 100.”

You shot Sehun another glare and he sighed.

“Okay fine,” he stated. “I’ll shut up, but you have to tell me about Mingyu at least a little!”

You knew that Sehun wouldn’t leave you alone until you had told him some things, so you decided to rack your brain for something to tell him about.

“There’s not much to say. He’s nice,” you said softly. “Pays attention to me. His favorite color is red.”

You thought the last statement would be enough to make Sehun call you out on the fact that you were the worst person at pretending you were in a relationship, but he did nothing of the sort. Instead, a smile crossed his lips.

“Oooh you know his favorite color?” He teased. “Someone has been having late night pillow talk conversations.”

You had no clue what Sehun was trying to insinuate with that, and you did not want to know. You laughed nervously and looked at your computer.

“Focus on your work Sehun.”

Sehun rolled his eyes and scooted his chair closer to you.

“You’re no fun,” he insisted. “You just going to keep all that juicy information about Mingyu to yourself? How’d you wrangle him up?”

You thought maybe if you ignored Sehun he would let the conversation topic drop, but instead he popped his blonde head around you to shut your laptop.

“You went from Donghyun to Mingyu in a heartbeat...” He trailed off. “Did you know Mingyu before you broke up with Donghyun?”

The exclamation was absolutely ridiculous, but regardless you decided to play into his hands.

“We were friends. Never knew he liked me until he asked me out at that party.”

Sehun laughed in disbelief.

“I didn’t know you had it in you,” he insisted. “How many other famous basketball players are you hiding from me?”

Considering you didn’t even know who the other basketball players were you didn’t think that this conversation was going well for you.

“Sehun how are things with your boyfriend?” You asked, trying to redirect the conversation. Sehun groaned.

“Annoying,” Sehun admitted. “We’re fighting right now because he missed our date night.”

He shrugged.

“But that’s just how relationships are right?”

You nodded. You had fought with Donghyun a fair number of times. All things that looked pale in comparison now that you two were broken up. He had always figured out some way to sweet talk you into forgiving him. Now you were wondering if you should’ve stayed angrier at him for the ways that he messed up.

Or maybe forgiving him was just another reason why you two had worked for so long. What was love without squabbles and resolutions?

You wanted to tell Sehun that you missed Donghyun but you knew that you couldn’t tell him that. You couldn’t tell anyone that. If everyone was going to believe that you were actually in this fake relationship you couldn’t be missing Donghyun.

And you didn’t think there was much sympathy for someone who missed a cheater, even if Sehun didn’t know that part.

“Mina did you hear about our coworker's newest flame?” Sehun baited. Mina stopped walking, pressing her clipboard against her chest. To your dismay she wasn’t the only one standing there. Next to her were Sowon, Eunbi, and Wendy. They all stopped to give Sehun their attention.

“You’re not dating Donghyun anymore? He seemed nice,” Mina said, her eyes widening.

“Nope, our innocent little child here is dating Kim Mingyu.”

All of the girls gasped.

“Are you serious?” Eunbi whispered. Color rose to your cheeks, and you dropped your eyes to the ground.

“It’s not that big of a deal.”

And you only wished that were true.

“So how are things going with Mingyu?”

You wanted to shove your face into a wall.

“Why’s everyone always asking me about Mingyu? Hardly anyone asked me about Donghyun,” you mumbled in annoyance. If Rei and Jaeyun noticed your frustration, they didn’t comment on it.

“It’s because Donghyun was mid,” Jaeyun replied. “And Mingyu is Mingyu.”

Rei elbowed Jaeyun in the side.

“And you sort of just hopped into a relationship after getting out of a long one. How are you feeling?” You felt empty.

Donghyun had been a piece of you. You had always thought that he was the person that you hadn’t known you needed in life. The person you hadn’t even thought you wanted at first. How were you supposed to go on everyday without him?

“You know I thought I would be sad,” You admitted. “Donghyun and I were together for so long. But being with Mingyu is a dream. I can’t imagine being with anyone else right now.”

A smile slowly spread across Rei’s face. For once neither of them were teasing you or freaking out about the fact that you were dating Kim Mingyu. They seemed scarily serious.

“I’m happy for you,” Rei said softly.

Jaeyun nodded.

“Me too,” he said. “He seems really attentive of you.”

You shrugged off the statement and it seemed like Jaeyun and Rei were finally satisfied with changing the topic. A new movie was coming out this weekend that they wanted to see so they started talking about it. Just as you had finally relaxed and stopped thinking about Mingyu, your phone vibrated.

Mingyu: Hey we haven’t made any appearances together since the game, my friends are starting to think we made this thing up

A frown riddled across your face.

We did make it up

Mingyu: I want you to meet my friends, is that okay?

You bit down on your lip nervously.

When?

Mingyu: This Friday. Is that okay?

I guess

There was a few moments were you didn’t receive any message from him, and then your phone vibrated again.

Hey are you okay?

You decided not to respond to him.

When you left your last class of the day you immediately knew that something was wrong, and that was because when you left the room half of the class was huddled into a circle together. Normally you didn’t bother with seeing what was going on when things like that happened but this time... You couldn’t just keep to yourself.

You wandered over to the group of people and couldn’t help but roll your eyes when you saw that it was Mingyu that they were all talking to. You were thinking about just walking away and pretending like you hadn’t seen him at all, but before you could do that he spotted you.

“Babe!”

A pang of hurt ran through you at being called that, but you did your best not to let it show. You smiled at Mingyu as he rushed to you.

“Hey,” you greeted softly. He smiled.

“Now I know you don’t like surprises, but I thought that I could walk you home.”

The group of people around you all awed and an irritated expression crossed over Mingyu’s face. He took you by your hand and quickly began to lead you away from all of the people. Once you were alone an apologetic expression crossed over his face.

“Practice got out early and I just thought it would be fun to hang out with you outside of being public for my games and stuff.”

He let go of your hand and raised his hand to the back of his neck.

“I didn’t mean to cause a scene.”

You still didn’t quite get Mingyu but you figured there was no point in being mad at him. After all, he was acting very genuine to you and so far he had been very respectful of your boundaries.

“It’s okay,” you replied. Silence fell between you two and you wondered again why Mingyu was here. He seemed to read your thoughts.

“Look it’s just... Jun pointed out something to me,” he said. “You were cheated on by your boyfriend of five years and then immediately got pushed into a fake relationship you don’t really seem like you want any part of. Are you okay?”

The question surprised you.

“Of course, I’m okay,” you lied. “It’s just different.”

“You don’t have to lie to me,” Mingyu said with a sigh. “Look I know we don’t know each other but even Rei and Jaeyun don’t know this is fake-”

“You remember Rei and Jaeyun?”

“Of course, they are your best friends,” he said dismissively. “You have to have someone to support you but you don’t have anyone. Have you even really given yourself a chance to feel sad?”

You had nothing to say, so Mingyu sighed.

“What’s your favorite flavor of ice cream?” Mingyu asked you. Your eyebrows furrowed thinking this was another one of his stupid ice breaker questions.

“What’s it matter?”

“We’re going to buy you some ice cream and we are going to go to go over to my apartment or yours and we are going to watch movies and you are going to cry and it’s going to be a lot of fun,” Mingyu explained. You just stared at him.

“Why would we do that?” You asked. He shrugged.

“So you can give yourself some time to actually feel your emotions,” Mingyu explained. He stopped walking and turned to you, giving you a serious look.

“Someone who was sobbing when they found out their boyfriend if five years was cheating and then almost went back to him needs to heal,” Mingyu said, his voice soft but firm. “It’s okay to be upset. You’re allowed to miss him, to want him back. You’ll never stop missing him if you don’t get the opportunity to feel sad that he’s gone.”

You thought that what he was saying was stupid, and you felt like that was obvious from the look on your face, but to your dismay you felt something salty meet your lips.

“Shit,” you mumbled turning your face away from Mingyu. You weren’t going to cry, you didn’t want to cry, you just-

And before you could try fighting it anymore you felt Mingyu’s hand touch your shoulder.

“My favorite’s mint chocolate chip,” he said softly. You turned your face into Mingyu’s chest trying to muffle your sobs. At first he seemed surprised but he wrapped his arms around you, holding you tight.

“I thought you didn’t like to be touched,” he said with a soft laugh. You wrapped your arms around him tighter.

“Everyone likes to be held every once in a while.”

Another laugh vibrated through Mingyu’s body.

“I’ll remember you said that.”

You felt a bit calmer from the feeling of Mingyu laughing against you. You pulled away from him, your eyes falling to the ground.

“So… Ice cream?”

You couldn’t begin to grapple with what motivated Mingyu to do the things he did. When he dragged you to the store he didn’t just get two huge pints of ice cream- you decided to try his favorite ice cream instead of getting your own- he bought a bunch of sweet and salty snacks for you two to munch on as well.

“Mingyu I’m going to gain like ten pounds if I eat all of this.”

“It’s a part of the healing process.”

You decided to let Mingyu come to your apartment. Mostly because you thought you would be happier on your own coach then someone else’s.

Mingyu didn’t really care either way. He was happy to fall you into your apartment, kicking off his shoes and asking you to make sure that you grabbed a lot of pillows and blankets for the night.

When you came back in the room he already had a movie queued up. You groaned.

“That movie is supposed to be sad Mingyu,” you mumbled. He nodded.

“That’s exactly the point. If you start crying about something else maybe you’ll finally let yourself cry about Donghyun.”

And he was right. You started sobbing about the movie (albeit Mingyu did too) but even as the credits started rolling you realized that you couldn’t stop crying.

One of the things you hated most was crying in front of people. Mostly because you hated how weak and emotional it made you look. You tried your hardest not to ever let anyone see you crying, or emotional or weak and for some reason Mingyu brought out the worst in you.

“... Do you want to talk about it?” Mingyu murmured. You stared down at the slowly melting ice cream in your hands.

“Not really.”

“You should really try talking about your feelings,” Mingyu suggested. You turned and glared at him.

“I feel like you are really fucking annoying,” you said bluntly. Mingyu didn’t even crack a smile, he just nodded seriously.

You sighed.

“I don’t know, I just miss him,” you said softly. “What more can I say? I feel like a piece of me is missing without him. He was a part of my life for five years.”

“He went through the biggest transition of your life with you.”

You nodded, tears running down your cheeks even faster at the reminder.

“We planned together where we would go to college. We applied to the same places...”

You groaned and buried your face in your hands.

“I would never do that for someone but I thought-” A sob wracked through your body. “Mingyu I was going to marry him.”

You were enveloped in Mingyu’s warmth again and you didn’t even bother to complain about it. When you hugged people you generally cut it off pretty quick. Unless you and Donghyun were cuddling you didn’t really hug for that long.

You weren’t sure what it was about Mingyu holding you but despite the fact that you hardly knew him you felt so safe there in his arms.

You honestly wanted Mingyu to hold you forever.

“I know it’s hard right now, but you’ll wake up one day and you won’t miss him,” Mingyu whispered into your hair. You wrapped your arms tighter around him.

“Shut up.”

You hoped he was right.

A few hours later you two had turned on a movie that was less sad. A silence had fallen between the two of you. You took a scoop of your ice cream, looking down at the counter that was only a quarter full. You sighed.

“I hate that this ice cream is actually good,” you murmured. Mingyu’s eyes gleamed with excitement.

“Isn’t it the best?” He asked. You threw a hand in the air.

“Not the best,” you denied. “But still pretty good.”

Mingyu seemed to take that as a personal victory. He sat up and began to rummage through his bag.

“Now, let’s see, what do you do for fun?” He asked. You shrugged, taking another large scoop of ice cream.

“I don’t know, watch movies, play games, what everyone does,” you replied. Mingyu scooted closer to you, brandishing a switch with a large smile on his face.

“Mario Kart?”

There was something to be said about hanging out with Mingyu. He sure knew how to bring a smile to your face. He was stupid, and he thought it was funny when he knocked you off the course on Rainbow Road but you couldn’t help but find yourself laughing when you lapped him regardless.

When you first met Mingyu you hadn’t really imagined that you two would get along all that well. After all he was a sports guy, and you... Well, you didn’t know the first thing about sports. But despite it all when you woke up the next day, tangled between blankets with two empty cartoons of ice cream on the floor you couldn’t help but smile.

You reached out to try and hit Mingyu but when you only met your couch cushions, your eyebrows furrowed in confusion. You sat up and looked around your living room but he wasn’t there. You heard a clatter in your kitchen and your confusion only grew. You got to your feet, fixing your shirt that was definitely not supposed to be worn to sleep and peeked into your kitchen.

Mingyu was standing at your stove, your milk and flour on the counter and all of your cabinet doors opened. He was humming softly to himself, bobbing his head as he cooked.

“Hey,” you said, still feeling surprised by your find. He looked back at you over his shoulder.

“Good morning sleepy head,” Mingyu greeted giving you a toothy smile. “I made pancakes!”

You laughed at his bright attitude.

“Why?” You asked. He shrugged.

“Long night thought you would like some sustenance,” he replied. He turned his back to you and took some of his pancakes, putting them on a plate and handing them to you. “Luckily you had all the ingredients.”

You took the plate of pancakes from him and hopped up on your counter.

“Give me syrup,” you said, making grabby hands towards your syrup. Mingyu rolled his eyes with a smile on his face and handed you the syrup.

“So, tell me Kim Mingyu,” you started. “You are scary in touch with people’s emotions, kind, always looking out for others, can cook-”

“What are you getting at?” Mingyu interrupted, looking fairly amused by your words.

“Why do you need a fake relationship?” You asked. “You hardly seem like you aren’t ready to settle down, and it’s not like you don’t have options.”

Mingyu fell silent for a few moments, the only sound between the two of you the sound of the pancake batter sizzling on the pan. You were about to call off the question completely, you were starting to feel bad after all. He had been nothing but nice to you and he had been pretty respectful of your boundaries. Maybe you had gone too far.

“I want to find the right person,” Mingyu finally said, his voice barely above a whisper. “Yeah I could date anyone but I feel like everyone just wants me because I’m Kim Mingyu the basketball star.”

Minyu sighed and turned back around, running his fingers through his hair.

“I don’t really have any friends, did ya know that?” He asked. “All of my friends are from the team.”

He shrugged.

“It’s hard to get close to people when everyone thinks I am this god among men,” he admitted.

You weren’t really sure what to say to him about that, and it didn’t seem like he was looking for an answer.

“But you’re different.”

“Yeah?” You murmured. He nodded.

“Yeah.”

As you stood in front of Mingyu’s apartment door you ran through Mingyu’s friends again, desperate to remember all of their names.

Seungcheol, Jeonghan, Joshua, Jun, Soonyoung, Wonwoo, Jihoon, Minghao, Seokmin, Seungkwan, Hansol, Chan.

You tried to picture their faces with their names but after staring at the pictures for so long you weren’t really sure if you had been able to get them all straight or if you had confused them all more. Before coming you had also run through some news article things that you had found about Mingyu, trying to find out the stupid little things that he thought were so important.

Sure you knew a few things that he had told you but certainly not enough. You had to pretend you were a good significant other. He liked to clean, he played the bass in high school, he preferred pig feet to pork belly, he really wanted to visit Latin America, his favorite number-

The front door to Mingyu’s apartment swung open, startling you out of your thoughts. Standing before you... Your brain went blank for a scary second as you scrambled to put a name to the face.

“... Joshua?”

The boy before you smiled, his head falling to the side ever so slightly.

“You know my name?” He asked. A huge sigh of relief left your lips.

“Of course,” you replied. “Mingyu tells me so much about you guys how could I not put a name to the face?”

Mingyu popped up behing him at that. He beamed when he saw you.

“Hey, babe!” He exclaimed. He pushed past Joshua and grabbed your hand, pulling you into the room. You forced a smile onto your face as Mingyu dragged you through the group of people, trying to introduce you to all of them. Luckily for you, your studying had paid off. You were able to beat Mingyu at everyone’s name, and the further that you got into the group the more confident you were on who was who.

When you had finally gotten through everyone, Mingyu and you had stopped to talk to Jihoon. The conversation quickly turned to basketball and... You really wanted a moment to yourself.

“Hey... Babe?” You felt like you said it a little weird, but neither of them showed that on their faces. “I’m going to get something to drink okay?”

Mingyu smiled and patted you on the head.

“Yeah, don’t worry about sticking by me all night. You can do what you want,” he said. You nodded and got onto your tiptoes, pressing your lips to his in a brief kiss. You gave Jihoon a smile in farewell and then wandered to the kitchen.

You got to feel the joy of being away from Mingyu for exactly... Two seconds. You were just grabbing a cup from the cabinet when someone cleared their throat behind you. When you turned around... Jun was standing there.

“Hi,” you said. “Sorry, were you trying to-”

“Are you in love with Mingyu?” Jun interrupted. Your eyes widened. You and Mingyu hadn’t talked about this, you had no clue what to say. Were you supposed to be in love with Mingyu?

“I mean, it’s too early to say for sure,” you said with a nervous laugh.

“Right,” Jun said. His eyes narrowed towards you. “Look, you may have everyone else convinced but you don’t have me convinced.”

Jun wandered closer to you, leaning close to your ear.

“You aren’t really dating Mingyu.”

A laugh was ripped from your chest, and you backed away from Jun.

“Why would I not actually be dating Mingyu?” You blurted. You were worried for a second that you had been too loud, but to your relief nobody around you seemed to have heard. “Seriously what kind of accusation is that?”

“It’s not an accusation, it’s a fact,” Jun said bluntly. “You’re just using him as a rebound.”

Now that accusation was interesting. You stared at Jun blankly.

“What?”

“I heard all about your thing with Donghyun,” Jun said. “Now, this can go one of two ways. Either you tell Mingyu that you don’t actually like him or I do.”

You weren’t even sure what to say to him and apparently silence was the wrong way to go about it.

“Ming-”

You leaped forward, throwing yourself on Jun. You both tumbled to the floor and Jun looked up at you with a surprised look on his face.

“What-”

“You can’t say anything it’s a fake relationship,” you hissed. Jun’s face lit up.

“I knew-”

“We are both faking it. Mingyu knows because it was his idea.”

This time Jun fell silent. He stared at you motionlessly for a few moments and then he nodded slowly.

“I sense that I have made a mistake,” he said slowly. You nodded. “You can get off of me now.”

“Oh, sorry.”

You scrambled away from him but you didn’t stand back up. Jun’s eyebrows furrowed in concentration. He sat up on his elbows.

“It was his idea?”

You nodded.

Jun stared at you a little longer.

“Why?”

So you told him everything.

You told him about Donghyun, and about Jennie. You told him about running into Mingyu and him coming up with this rouse to help you stay out of a relationship with Donghyun. The whole time Jun nodded slowly, finally coming to sit right beside you on the floor in the kitchen.

You decided to leave out the ice cream night. You didn’t think he needed to know about that.

“I can’t believe that he just forced you into a relationship like that,” Jun mumbled. “You got away from a cheater just to be stuck with Mingyu.”

You laughed.

“No, it was good that this happened,” you said. “Mingyu is right, I would have gone right back to Donghyun.”

“And he was right about his reputation,” Jun mumbled. “Even the others are taking him more seriously now that he has you.”

He stared at you.

“So how long are you two going to keep the charade going. Aren’t you going to want to try and fall in love again?”

A pang echoed through your heart at the question.

Could you ever fall in love again? You had been feeling a little better about the breakup since you had talked to Mingyu the other night, but even so the fact that you had been in love with Donghyun still remained. You missed him less. You had more fun with Mingyu then you had ever had with Donghyun in one night then with him in five years but regardless... There was still that part of you that wondered if you should still be with him.

“However long Mingyu wants to.”

Jun glanced at you.

“You’re going to be good to my friend, aren’t you?” He asked. You looked across the room at Mingyu who was currently making Jihoon look like he hated his life.

“Yeah, I’ll be good to him.”

You and Rei slowly began to stand up as Mingyu took the ball from the opposing team. Your eyes widened and you straightened up, throwing your hands in the air.

“Yes, yes, yes-”

The ball was stolen from Mingyu and the entire team started to run the other way. Minghao knocked the ball out of one of the players hands, and tossed it to Jihoon, who dribbled it a few feet and tossed it to Mingyu. Mingyu took off down the court again, growing closer to the net.

There were only a few seconds left in the game. You felt your mouth hanging open in anticipation. One of the other players came up right behind Mingyu, about to knock the ball out of his hand.

He jumped and tossed the ball and it went-

A scream ripped itself from your throat as you rushed down the bleachers to the edge of the fence. The timer went off through the court.

They had won.

You hopped over the fence, and this time security didn’t even bother to stop you. You rushed up to the team that was cheering among themselves in a circle. Soonyoung nudged you in the side, a huge smile spread across his face and you ignored him so that you could press yourself up against Mingyu, giving him a long dramatic kiss.

When you pulled away, Mingyu had the biggest, dumb smile on his face.

“Did I do good?” He asked teasingly. You rolled your eyes.

“You did the best.”

“So... Since I did the best, does that mean you are going to buy me as many scoops of mint chocolate chip ice cream as I want?” Mingyu said teasingly as you two walked down the street. You rolled your eyes.

“You are really pushing your luck with that Mingyu.”

After you two had said goodbye to Mingyu’s team you had decided to go out for ice cream. For some reason Mingyu was obsessed with mint chocolate chip and practically begged you for any reason to get ice cream.

“Please it was a really hard game I deserve it!”

“Seungcheol wouldn’t be very happy.”

“Seungcheol doesn’t have to know.”

Secretly you liked that he was always making you get Mint Chocolate Chip ice cream. The more you got it with him the more that you started to like it and honestly you were happy to get him the ice cream. Usually Mingyu was on a diet, and he actually tried to stick with it pretty carefully.

So any excuse to make him break the stupid diet was a pro in your book.

“Have you heard from any recruiters yet?”

“Not yet,” Mingyu replied between licks of his ice cream cone. “But Seungcheol said the media is looking at me completely differently now so it’s looking pretty good.”

“Good,” you said warmly. “That’s really good.”

Your favorite thing about hanging out with Mingyu was that he loved to talk. Donghyun was more introverted then he was. He tended to keep to himself and you two settled for just spending quality time together in silence. You had always thought that you liked it best that way, but you loved how Mingyu talked about his friends.

You loved listening to him gush about the latest song that Jihoon had written, and the painting that Minghao had done. He always apologized for talking about meaningless stuff, but you didn’t mind at all. You loved that he talked about meaningless things. You were starting to understand why he was so insistent on knowing your favorite color and your favorite food.

A part of his love language was the little things.

And you were so happy to be his friend.

“And then he-”

Jaeyun interrupted you with a laugh, a smile spread across his face.

“What did Mingyu do next?”

A pout crossed your face.

“Why are you making fun of me?”

Rei laughed too.

“Probably because we have been hanging out for two hours and you have brought up Mingyu practically every minute since we started.”

You rolled your eyes.

“That’s so-”

“And then Jihoon stole his video game and he came crying to me-”

“And he made pancakes again he is so good at making pancakes-”

“And he picked me up after class and we got his favorite ice cream-”

“Mint chocolate chip,” they both cooed together.

Your face flooded with warmth.

“Okay, okay, I guess I have been talking about him a little bit more than normal,” you admitted.

“Honestly, it’s cute,” Jaeyun said with a shrug. “It’s nice to see you so excited about someone. You were never like this with Donghyun.”

“What do you-”

“We only ever knew that you were hanging out with Donghyun when we ran into you two hanging out ourselves,” Rei explained.

Jaeyun nodded.

“It was like we only knew that you two were dating because, everyone knew that you two were dating.”

“I talked about Donghyun,” you argued. Rei shrugged.

“It’s not a bad thing. Mingyu and Donghyun are really different people,” Rei said. You leaned back.

“Who would you chose?” You asked. “I mean if Donghyun had never cheated on me, who do you think is better?”

“No question, Mingyu,” Rei replied. “Donghyun cared about you and he treated you well but... Mingyu treats you like you are the most important person in his life.”

“Donghyun treated me like-”

“Like you were important but not essential,” Jaeyun disagreed. “You need someone who would do anything just to make you smile, and Mingyu is that person.”

It wasn’t often that you asked Mingyu to do something for you. So he was pretty excited when you invited him to go to a party with you. Personally you didn’t think it would be fun and you didn’t want to go but when you were complaining about having been invited to it, Rei brought up a good point.

“Look if the problem is that Donghyun is going to be there just invite Mingyu,” she stated. You frowned.

“Why would I do that?” You asked. “It’s not like I want to make him jealous.”

“No but you should still live your life, it’s Taeyeon’s birthday and she wants you to be there. If Mingyu is there Donghyun won’t bother you, and who knows maybe you’ll have fun.”

So Mingyu had been ecstatic and you had been nervous. You didn’t tell Mingyu that Donghyun was going to be there. You didn’t want to cause a scene, but you also didn’t want to just not go because Donghyun was going to be there.

You were trying to be more social with Mingyu.

While you still had a lot of social anxiety, having Mingyu there culled your stress level a lot, with him at your side you thought that tonight had the chance to be bearable.

“Who’s birthday is it again?” Mingyu asked, his nose scrunching in thought. You rolled your eyes.

“It’s Taeyeon’s birthday.”

He nodded slowly.

“... Family friend... Loves to party, nice but you only see her every once in a while,” he mumbled. You nodded in agreement.

“I don’t know why you are always trying to one up me,” you murmured. “My memory for people sucks.”

“You remember all thirteen of my friends,” Mingyu argued. You rolled your eyes.

“Yeah just their names, you remember how I met my friends, all of their favorite foods and the last time the girls had their periods.”

Mingyu laughed.

“Shut up,” he said lightly. “We’re here.”

Mingyu led you into a crowded room, people dancing on every side of you. The music in the room was loud, too loud for you to really think. You found yourself reaching for Mingyu’s hand as you two moved through the crowd. You let Mingyu take the lead. You figured he knew parties a bit better then you, and along with that, you figured he was probably taking you to Taeyon, and even if he wasn’t... You would find her at some point.

Mingyu was popular. You supposed you had forgotten just how popular. You two had to stop at pretty much every person you ran by. Most of them greeted Mingyu very familiarly, probably from other parties. Others just got excited to be in the same place as the Kim Mingyu.

Mingyu avoided introducing you to people. He mostly just made an off-handed comment that he was there with you, and then proceeded to make no move to let them meet you. You weren’t sure if that was because he was being respectful of your social anxiety or something else.

You didn’t question it. You were happy to not meet new people.

“Taeyon!” Mingyu said triumphantly. Taeyon turned around from the person she had been talking to, a puzzled expression spread over her face.

“Kim Mingyu?” She addressed with wide eyes. Mingyu was tuned to her confusion. He pulled you around him with a smile on his face and you waved.

“Taeyon,” you greeted. “Happy birthday!”

She grinned and brushed her long hair out of her face.

“Pink for the birthday girl,” she said brightly. “I almost thought those rumors about you dating Kim Mingyu were fake but...”

She gestured towards the two of you.

“Here you are.”

You suddenly became a little self-conscious about the fact that you were still holding Mingyu’s hand. You pulled your hand away from him, your face bright red.

“Yeah, I know it’s not really what people expect,” you said with a nervous laugh. Mingyu seemed to sense that despite the fact you had pulled your hand away you were still uncomfortable as he grew closer to you, draping his arm over your shoulders.

“Happy birthday Taeyon,” he said softly. “Thank you for inviting us.”

From there Taeyon directed all of her attention to Mingyu, giving you the opportunity to let your mind run blank again.

After all the last time you were at a party you had seen...

Fuck.

You slammed your eyes shut thinking that maybe you had been imagining everything. You opened your eyes again and sure enough there he was.

Donghyun. Your Donghyun, wrapped around Jennie all over again.

Your face was red, tears begin to stream down your cheeks. As if sensing you, he looked up, the smile that was on his lips completely disappearing when he saw you. He pushed Jennie away and gestured for you to come over and you wanted to so badly. You were ready to tell Mingyu that you were going to try and find snacks, and drag Donghyun in a room and finally hear him out. You wanted so badly to hear him out.

But you remembered Mingyu’s rules.

You sniffled and looked away from Donghyun.

“Hey,” you mumbled. “I want to go now.”

You looked at Taeyon.

“Thank you for the invite, I hope you had a great day.”

Taeyon looked disappointed that you were leaving, but understanding crossed through her eyes.

“Yeah, ‘course. Thanks for making an appearance.”

You looked to Mingyu, who looked confused by your sudden drastic change of mood. He reached forward and tenderly wiped your face free of tears.

“We’ll go then.”

He looked up as he said that, clearly searching for the reason that you had started to cry. Your eyes widened.

“Okay lets-”

And then his shoulders squared and you knew he had seen.

“Give me a second,” he mumbled. He started to pull away from you. You grabbed at his wrist, tugging him like you had the strength to physically stop him.

“No Mingyu you’ve already done enough let’s just go.”

“But-”

“Mingyu.”

Mingyu didn’t look happy about that but he nodded and let you drag him out of the party.

You may not have been physically strong enough to pull him but apparently you were convincing enough. You two walked in silence for a little. Tears still running down your face, Mingyu looking over now and then to wipe your tears from your face.

“You knew that Donghyun was going to be there, didn’t you?”

You nodded slowly, letting your shoulder run into Mingyu’s side.

“You didn’t kill him, that was nice,” you murmured back. Mingyu sighed.

“Yeah, well, when you tell me that I can’t kill someone I have to listen,” he grumbled. “I’m a good fake boyfriend.”

You nodded solemnly.

“You are a great fake boyfriend,” you agreed. Silence fell between the two of you, a silence that allowed you to... Unfortunately think.

Donghyun had moved on so fast. You knew that he had been cheating on you, so maybe he had moved on a long time before you had caught him cheating Jennie at that party but still. To see him with her... After he had tried to win you back it-

“It hurts huh?” Mingyu mumbled. You looked up at him, color rising to your cheeks.

“I don’t know what you are talking about,” you denied. Mingyu shrugged.

“Y’know you don’t have to be like that with me,” Mingyu said softly. “Donghyun is a dirty cheater. Fuck him.”

A smile flickered across your face.

“Why’re you so supportive all of the time?” You asked him. “Our relationship is purely beneficial. We don’t have to be friends.”

“You don’t want to be friends?” Mingyu asked, a flicker of hurt crossing his face. You laughed.

“Well, maybe not before, but now I do,” you admitted. “I just don’t understand why you would want to be friends.”

For once your words seemed to have an affect on Mingyu. He looked away from you, swallowing hard.

“Why not be friends?” He asked after a few moments.

“Now you know that’s not a good enough answer for me,” you replied. Mingyu huffed.

“You’re cool, you know that,” he mumbled. “Who wouldn’t want you as a friend?”

You thought that was a weird answer. You didn’t really think that most people thought that about you but you decided not to dwell on it.

“Thanks for coming with me tonight, Mingyu.”

He turned to look at you, a serious expression on his face.

“Anything for you.”

You thought you were really lucky to have Mingyu.

You couldn’t believe it when Mingyu invited you to go to a party with him, and you especially couldn’t believe it when you agreed to it. He had made you a few promises. He knew the person that was throwing the party and they had promised not to let Donghyun in, and that all of Mingyu’s friends would be there.

You thought it would be nice to see the boys again, and you figured that if you got bored and wanted some time away from Mingyu then you could try talking to Jun again. He had been fairly nice at the first party.

Mingyu was pretty excited that you had agreed to go to the party with him, and when he started drinking he had gotten a little carried away. While you sat next to Jun and watched Mingyu bounce around the party you couldn’t help but laugh. You had never actually seen him drunk before.

If you had thought he was clingy before, you were in for a whole new world seeing him right now.

“Babbbbbbeeeeeeee,” he called out, rushing over to you. You waved him away, trying to persuade him not to come over but it did nothing. He scooped you up, laughing as he drew you close and made a show of kissing you.

“Ew stop,” you said, still laughing. He pulled away and pouted at you so you rolled your eyes and gave him another kiss.

As you kissed him, your heart leaped, and your mind wasn’t on the people watching, but Mingyu himself.

“Can we make some soup dumplings?” Jaeyun asked, rolling over on your couch to look at you. You shrugged and looked over at Rei who was fiddling with her switch.

“I’m okay with that, are you?”

Rei shrugged.

“I could eat.”

You nodded and got up to start making the food when there was a knock at your door. A puzzled expression crossed your face as you walked up to the door, surprised to find that Mingyu was standing there.

“Hey, now I know you don’t like surprises but I thought maybe we could hangout? I brought my switch.”

You laughed at the puppy dog look on Mingyu’s face and leaned on the frame of your door.

“Mingyu, my friends are over,” you said. You gestured behind you to Rei and Jaeyun who were peering at you two from the living room. Mingyu’s face fell.

“Oh,” he said.

“And that’s why you should message me before you come over,” you said softly. “I would love to hang out, but not right now. You could come over later if you want?”

And just like that, Mingyu’s face lit up again.

“It’s a date!”

He started to turn away, but before he could completely he grabbed the collar of his shirt, pulling him around so that you could press a kiss to his lips.

Butterflies sprouted in your belly.

“Okay, see ya.”

You closed the door before Mingyu could say anything, honestly feeling warm at just having gotten to see him today. When you looked across the hall at your friends they were looking at you with the biggest shit eating grins on their faces. You rolled your eyes.

“Okay let me hear it.”

“No, no, nothing,” Rei said with a laugh. She tried to give you a serious expression but a smile kept breaking through. “It’s just interesting to see the person who hates pda, and surprises be so happy with it.”

“I’m not...” You trailed off. When had you become so okay with all of these things. With Donghyun you had never entertained surprises or pda, but with Mingyu you actually looked forward to it. You loved his friendship with you, you loved it when he showed up places you didn’t expect him because you just loved to see him.

And when he kissed you...

“Oh my god I’m in love with him.”

You slammed your hand over your mouth, your eyes widening.

“Wait I-”

Rei and Jaeyun practically tripped over themselves to scramble over to you. Rei grabbed your wrist.

“Oh my god,” she said. “Have you said that to him yet?”

To them it was a big deal in a completely different way than it was for you. It had taken you a full year to tell Donghyun that you loved him, and then you had only said it because he was ready, and you just wanted to humor him when he was ready. It was two years in before you were ready to say it to him, and that wasn’t because you hadn’t loved him, you just hadn’t been ready yet.

But you realized now that you were so in love with Kim Mingyu. You loved his smile, you loved how he teased you when the two of you were alone but defended the hell out of you to everyone else. You loved it when he held you when you cried, and when he let you hold his hand at parties and now every time that you had initiated a kiss made sense.

“Hey,” you looked up at your boss, who was giving you a skeptical look. You felt panic shoot through your body. Had you forgotten to do some paper work? Had you missed a deadline?

“I’m almost done with the report that’s due next week,” you said quickly. “I-”

“No, that’s not it,” your boss said with a sigh. “You have a visitor... Just wanted to make sure you actually knew him.”

Your eyebrows furrowed.

“A visitor...?”

Your boss gestured down the hall behind him, and you peeked around him. Mingyu was standing there, his fingers toying with a cup of pens on the welcome desk. He accidentally knocked it over, and his eyes widened as he scrambled to gather all of them. Once they were all back in the cup he looked around to see if anyone had seen and he made eye contact with you. His eyes widened, and he raised his hand in an excited wave.

A smile crossed your lips as butterflies sprouted in your stomach.

“That’s my boyfriend,” you explained, turning your attention back to his boss. “He won’t bother me too much, I can take my lunch break right now.”

Your boss sighed.

“I guess that’s okay.”

You thanked him and walked down the hall, opening the door to your center of offices. You smiled at Mingyu.

“Look who it is,” you said softly. Mingyu eagerly closed the distance between you two, giving you a kiss to the corner of your lips. Your face reddened in embarrassment.

“I missed you,” he whined. “Why did Jaeyun and Rei stay for so long last night?”

“I’m sorry,” you said with a laugh. “We just lost track of time and then it was so late that it was better that they stayed the night.”

Mingyu rolled his eyes, but he didn’t argue with you. Instead, he reached forward, holding his hand out for you to take.

You felt your heart leap at the gesture. You usually didn’t mind showing those little signs of affection, but now... You felt your body burning.

You decided to pretend that you didn’t know what he wanted. You turned around and gestured for him to follow you.

“I just need one more second,” you said. “You can...”

You reached for a spare chair and pulled it up to the corner of your desk. You led Mingyu to the chair, pushing him down in it and patted his shoulders.

“Stay there.”

You returned to your work, Mingyu sitting silently beside you. You started typing, the sound of your fingers dancing across the keyboard filling the air. The silence only lasted for a second. You heard Sehun clear his throat and you sighed.

“Yes Sehun.”

You looked up to find him, Sowon, Mina, Eunbi, and Wendy all staring at you with wide eyes.

“Are you going to introduce us?” Sehun said, gesturing towards Mingyu. You looked at Mingyu who had a smile spread across his face. You rolled your eyes.

“No.”

A laugh erupted from Mingyu, and he stood up.

“I’m Kim Mingyu, the boyfriend,” he introduced. As if to prove it he leaned down, pressing a chaste kiss to your lips. Your eyes widened at the kiss. You felt your fingers falter and your eyes flickered up to him in surprise. “Sorry, I think someone’s jealous that I’m giving you attention.”

His hand landed on your head, and he beamed at your coworkers.

“I’m not jealous,” you mumbled, but even as you said it your chest tightened. A weird feeling in itself. You never got jealous of people. In fact, when you had been dating Donghyun he had been the one who got jealous.

You didn’t see a reason in feeling jealous when someone interacted with someone.

Maybe... Maybe it was because this wasn’t real.

You looked up at Mingyu, who was looking back down at you.

“Mingyu and I are just going to get lunch,” you said, ripping your eyes from Mingyu. “But babe, I actually... I have a lot more work than I thought I did. I don’t think I have time to go out.”

A disappointed look flickered across Mingyu’s face.

“What? But-”

“That’s why you shouldn’t surprise me,” you said pointedly. “I’ll be at your game next week; we can hang out after the game, right?”

The disappointment was still evident on Mingyu’s face, but he seemed reserved to the fact that you had made your decision.

“Okay,” he said with a sigh. He leaned forward to give you a kiss, but you didn’t think your heart could handle it, you turned away as if you hadn’t noticed.

“I’ll see you!”

You glanced back at Mingyu, noticing that he had a weird look on his face. His eyebrows were pinched, and he was looking at you like you were a completely different person.

“Yeah, I’ll see you.”

You felt nervous all of a sudden. A buzzing in your brain that was different than what you were used to when you were socially interacting with people. Whenever you were near Mingyu, you felt like your body was screaming at you.

Make it real.

It took everything in you to keep your hands off of Mingyu. Even though you wanted it so badly you avoided touching him, and kissing him, and honestly being around him too much. It took everything in you not to run and hug him every time you saw him because you had just missed him so much.

You were so frustrated by these feelings. Even when you had first been with Donghyun it hadn’t been this bad.

The butterflies in your stomach, the way you couldn’t even hold his eye contact. And it didn’t help that he was literally the perfect fake boyfriend. For goodness sake you were two were making up this whole relationship. Did he know he didn’t actually need to be amazing?

He was always atune to your feelings and ducked you two out of social situations when you were too stressed. He made excuses to see you... Even though you kept reminding him you hated surprises he surprised you left and right... And you didn’t really hate it. It had gotten to the point where you hoped he would show up for your lunch break.

But you never asked him.

You gritted your teeth.

It was fake. It was fake. It was-

“And this is my better half,” Mingyu introduced, shuffling you forward ever-so-slightly. Your face reddened and you rolled your eyes.

“Hello,” you greeted. “He’s a little dramatic.”

“Oh I am not dramatic. I’m lost without you.”

Your heart leaped, but you tried to keep your composure. You were starting to wonder if he had forgotten it was fake.

“You’re acting weird.”

You glanced over at Jun who was sitting next to you on the counter of Seungcheol’s kitchen island. He was staring at you, his eyebrows furrowed.

“I’m not acting weird,” you denied. Jun looked away from you.

“You and Mingyu haven’t kissed today,” he replied. You shrugged.

“So? It’s a fake relationship. Our kisses are meticulously planned out-”

Jun barked out a laugh.

“We don’t need to kiss in front of you guys anymore,” you finished.

Jun hummed.

“Maybe.”

He didn’t sound very convinced. He let silence fall between you two. Only for a few minutes.

“You’re staring at him a lot.”

“He’s drinking a lot,” you said back. “This would be a toxic fake relationship if I didn’t watch out for him.”

“He comes to you when he’s too drunk because you have to make him feel better for your arrangement,” Jun stated. “You don’t have to watch him so closely to make sure he’s okay.”

You decided the best way to avoid Jun was to ignore him. That turned out to be the wrong decision.

Jun suddenly leaned in close to you. He looked at you with a mischievous smile on his face.

“You like him.”

You sighed.

“Don’t be stupid.”

Jun laughed at that. Leaning back on his hands.

“You never used to blush so much around him,” Jun said. “It’s very telling. You don’t want your relationship to be fake anymore.”

It was true, and hearing it out loud made it even worse.

“You’re annoying Jun.”

Jun sighed, and rolled his head back.

“You’re just mad because I’m right. You like me better than everyone else here.”

“That’s true,” you agreed with a laugh. You and Jun watched in silence for a moment as Mingyu and Soonyoung both shot gunned a bear together.

“You know, I think you two would be good for each other.”

You looked at Jun.

“We are good for each other. Remember? Fake relationship.”

Jun rolled his eyes.

“Yeah, don’t you think it’s a little too perfect. Lies are clunky and awkward. But you two have made it work so well and so easy, it’s almost like it hasn’t even been fake from the beginning.”

You were starting to think Jun was missing the point.

“But it was fake.”

Jun sighed.

“If it’s fake, Mingyu won’t get jealous.”

You frowned.

“Jealous of wh-”

Before you could even finish speaking Jun had leaned forward again. He placed his hand flat on the counter between your legs, his chest brushing against your arm. His lips grew closer to yours, his hot breath mingling with yours. You weren’t impressed. You weren’t even flustered.

“Trying to be a homewrecker Jun?”

But before he could answer, you two were being forcibly separated. Arms wrapped tightly around your body, and dragged you close to what you knew had to be Mingyu’s chest.

“What are you two doing?” Mingyu whined. He looked down at you, his eyes wide. “Did you forget that you were dating me?”

“There was something on your shirt,” Jun said, directing the comment to you. He looked up at Mingyu. “I was just trying to get it off.”

He acted innocent, but you could tell but the slight twitch of his lips. This is exactly what he had wanted.

“Mingyu you know you are the only one that I want,” you said softly. Mingyu looked frustrated so you sighed.

You leaned up, and very tenderly gave him a kiss.

“Remember? We’re in this together.”

That seemed to make Mingyu happy. He dipped down again, giving you another deeper kiss. It was a little sloppy, probably because of how drunk he was, but you didn’t care at all. You couldn’t help but smile as you batted him away.

“You taste like alcohol.”

Which reminded Mingyu of his prior activity. He gave you a pat on the head and rushed back over to Soonyoung. You joined Jun back on the counter, trying to ignore the huge grin on his face.

“So if it’s so fake, why did he-”

“Just shut up Jun.”

The craziest thing to come from your relationship with Mingyu was the fact that you had started to actually enjoy his basketball games. A few months ago you wouldn’t have been able to say how many points a person got from shooting the ball in the hoop.

Now you were calling out penalties, and screaming as one of Mingyu’s teammates got the ball as they were running down the court. You felt your heart beating in your chest as the teams ran up and down the court, and you couldn’t help the smile on your face when Mingyu’s team won yet again.

Now you thought it was expected for you to leap over the barrier to go greet Mingyu after a game. You two were actually infamous for it. Even that one girl on tiktok who duetted cute couples had duetted a video of you two, angrily slamming her pillow into her bed.

It was weird to think that most people looked forward to the hug and kiss you gave Mingyu after a winning game.

Some people thought you were his lucky charm. They were unbeatable this season.

“I’m going to go change and I’ll be right back okay?” Mingyu said. You nodded, squeezing his hand.

“Yeah, I’ll be right here.”

After every game you and Mingyu went out to get ice cream. His team always tagged along, and Mingyu always made a huge point of complaining about how he just wanted to spend time with you, but you two had loved it anyways. It had helped make your relationship seem more real to have Mingyu isolate you at a table pretending like he didn’t know the twelve other boys in the ice cream parlor.

You watched as him and the other boys disappeared into the locker room, Jun sticking his tongue out at you as he passed. You rolled your eyes, and surfed the crowd for Rei and Jaeyun. You saw them, giving you a wave good bye as they walked out with the crowd. You smiled.

You sort of regretted not coming out with them to games before. God it was fun.

“Hey. We need to talk.”

You turned around, your smile disappearing from your lips as you came face to face with the last person that you wanted to see.

“I don’t have anything to say to you Donghyun.”

Your mind raced to remember all of Mingyu’s rules. You couldn’t be talking to Donghyun, you had to-

“Stop avoiding me,” Donghyun snapped. “You haven’t let me explain myself, you blocked my number, you blocked me on social media-”

“You’re dating Jennie now, isn’t that enough?” You demanded. Donghyun pressed his lips together tightly.

“I’m just dating Jennie to make you jealous,” Donghyun exclaimed in frustration. “I don’t want Jennie, I want you, and I know that you want me too-”

You stopped listening to him, you just tried to brace yourself from the feelings that were sure to surge up. The longing in your heart to take Donghyun back, the wish to just be in his arms again, but... It never came.

“So? Are you finally going to listen to me? Stop frolicking around with some basketball player with no brains-”

“Don’t talk about Mingyu like that,” you interrupted. “Say whatever dumb excuse you want to give me for cheating on me but don’t talk bad about Mingyu.”

Donghyun scoffed.

“Are you serious? Are you pretending that you actually care about him? I know you are just trying to make me jealous.”

“Jealous?!” You blurted. You couldn’t help but laugh. “I’m not trying to make you jealous, Donghyun I don’t even care about you anymore.”

A thick silence fell between the two of you. Donghyun looked more surprised than you had ever seen him in his life, and you understood why. He had always been a master of your feelings. He always won arguments because he played to whatever made you happiest, unless he thought that he could win.

“That’s not true,” Donghyun mumbled. “You’re nothing without me. You have no friends. You have no social life. You have nothing.”

A frown crossed your face.

“I don’t ever want to see you again,” you mumbled. “I can’t believe-”

“What’s going on?” You had never felt your heart sink faster. You looked across the room, suddenly acutely aware of the fact that you were standing inches away from Donghyun and... When had Donghyun’s hand gotten on your wrist?

You ripped yourself away from Donghyun.

“Mingyu, it’s nothing,” you insisted. He completely ignored you. He stormed towards you, stretching out his arms like he was about to punch Donghyun.

“How many times do I have to tell you to get lost?” Mingyu demanded. You rushed up to him, throwing your hands on his chest. Considering Mingyu’s strength you thought that would do absolutely nothing. But Mingyu stopped moving as soon as your hands touched him. “I swear to god I’m going to-”

“Legally, he’s lying,” you said. You slapped your hand across Mingyu’s chest. “We’re leaving.”

“But-”

“We’re leaving,” you repeated. Mingyu turned around as you directed, letting you drag him all the way back to his locker room. You shut the door behind him, and took a deep breath. “Look before you freak out-”

“What was that?” Mingyu demanded. You hated that he was yelling at you, but you understood why he was upset. He thought that you were going back to a cheater, after building such a strong relationship with him it felt like you were falling backwards.

But you weren’t falling backwards.

“It was nothing,” you insisted. “He just wanted to talk-”

“Your rules-”

“I tried to follow them I just-”

“You know he’s just going to break your heart again,” Mingyu said. You looked away from him. You hated to fight. You could feel the tears beginning to run down your cheeks.

“He’s not going to break my heart,” you denied.

“He did it once, he’ll do it again,” Mingyu replied. He looked a little sad. He reached forward, gingerly rubbing a tear from your cheek. “People don’t change.”

You didn’t reply, which didn’t seem to make Mingyu forget what he had walked in on. You could see the frustration furrowed into his brow. He groaned and pulled away from you.

“I just don’t get why you would even want that asshole back, ” Mingyu blurted.

“I don’t want him back Mingyu.”

“Right, of course you don’t.”

“I’m serious.”

“Then why were you making googly eyes at him?”

“For fucks sake Mingyu I think I’m falling in love with you.”

Mingyu looked at you like his whole world had just come to an end and it made your heart break just a little. You looked away from him.

“And look I know you don’t feel the same way-“

“Shut up.”

“I didn’t want to ruin our friendship,” you explained. “But you’ve got to understand-“

“Shut up,” Mingyu repeated.

“I don’t even miss Donghyun anymore. I used to think that I needed him, but now I know I don’t and I want you-“

“Do you listen at all?” Mingyu demanded. You decided to keep ignoring him.

“I understand if you want to end the fake relationship,” you whispered. “I just want-“

“I said shut up.”

Before you could speak again Mingyu had surged forward, one of his hands slipped around your waist to hold the small of your back and his other hand tangled itself in your hair as he pushed his lips to yours. You hadn’t realized exactly how desperate you had been for Mingyu until his lips were on yours, and then it was like you could only breath when he was kissing you.

There was no denying the electricity sparking between the two of you as you panted against one another’s mouths. A whine ripped from your mouth as Mingyu wrapped his arm around your back, pulling you closer to him.

“Does this mean-”

Mingyu interrupted you by deepening the kiss. He backed you two slowly up against the wall, his hands traveling your body. After a few long moments, he pulled back.

“I love you too,” he mumbled. “I do I have I hated everything being fake.”

You still couldn’t breathe, and it wasn’t because the kiss had completely knocked the breath from your lungs.

“You mean you want-”

“You,” Mingyu interrupted. “I want to be a cliché, strangers to friends to lovers.”

You couldn’t help the laugh the erupted from your chest causing Mingyu to pull away, a smile spread over his lips.

“Are you making fun of me?”

You were still laughing but you pressed a kiss to Mingyu’s lips.

“It’s not that,” you said. “I just- you sound so cheesy.”

“Are you surprised?” Mingyu asked mirroring your smile. You shook your head.

“No.”

A comfortable silence fell over the two of you as you stared at each other. You weren’t really sure what to do, you were just so excited to be there with him, to be officially official.

“We should go,” you said softly. “The others will get suspicious if we aren’t there for ice cream.”

Mingyu nodded.

“Right.”

He didn’t move, instead he just stared at you, that same goofy smile on his face.

“You know, you’re...” You cleared your throat. “You are really close.”

Mingyu snickered.

“We’ve kissed how many times? But now we’re too close?” He asked teasingly. You gave him a small glare.

“You’re annoying.”

“You love me,” he said happily. “Besides do you really want me to pull away?”

He made no move to pull away from you, and you made no move to move yourself. Your eyes flickered to the ground.

“Stupid,” you mumbled. “I guess you can stay there if you want.”

Mingyu laughed, and leaned forward, burying his face in your neck. You smiled warmly, wrapping your arms around his body.

“You really sure you want to date me?” You asked him, your voice soft. “It’s not too late to back out you know.”

Mingyu shook his head, his lips pressing briefly to your neck. You shivered slightly, but... You rested your head on Mingyu’s.

“I’m happy with us,” he said. “I think we’ve already proved that we work.”

“That was fake,” you replied. You felt Mingyu’s lips move, you could only imagine it was to smile.

“Was it fake?” He asked. He pulled away from you and looked up at you. “We kissed a lot for a fake relationship.”

“We did kiss a lot,” you said with a laugh. “And I told you I didn’t like pda.”

“You initiated most of them!” Mingyu denied. You raised an eyebrow at him.

“When you were drunk-”

“You knew what you were getting into fake dating me,” Mingyu insisted. “I punched your ex-boyfriend when I was drunk once.”

You couldn’t help but smile.

“You sure know how to win my heart.”

Real dating Mingyu wasn’t that different then fake dating him.

Maybe that’s how you knew that you had been really bad at faking your relationship. You had gone into your situation-ship with him with such real feelings, and he had been so supportive and perfect. It’s was no wonder to you that you had fallen in love with him.

And yet, it almost sucked that you two had been fake dating in the first place because it meant that you didn’t really have anyone to tell that you two were official to. Well, no one except...

“Jun.”

Jun kept walking his earbuds in his ears. You sighed, trying very hard not to look like an over excited fan.

“Jun.”

You finally caught up to him, tapping his shoulder. He glanced at you; his eyes widening slightly when he realized it was you.

“Hey, what are you doing here?”

“I asked Mingyu for your schedule,” you replied. You didn’t offer him much more of an explanation and you two walked for a minute in silence. “Mingyu and I are dating now.”

“I knew it,” Jun exclaimed excitedly. You rolled your eyes, pretending to be annoyed but in reality... You were so happy with his response. You wanted this so badly. To be able to tell people that you were dating Mingyu and for them to be excited for you. You had really taken advantage of it before.

“What did I tell you?” Jun continued. “You and Mingyu like each other and what did you say-”

“Yeah, yeah,” you said with a roll of your eyes. “I get it, you were right.”

A troubled look spread over Jun’s face.

“I should have made a bet with you,” he mumbled. “I could have gotten something out of this.”

You laughed and he started to walk forward, you fell in step beside him, not really having anything to do other than hang out with Jun at the moment.

“So, now that you two aren’t fake...” A mischievous expression crossed Jun’s face. “When are you going to... You know.”

You stared at him blankly.

“I don’t know.”

Jun rolled his eyes.

“Well before you Mingyu was a very.... sexually active-”

Your eyes widened.

“Shut up-”

“I’m just saying, Mingyu is a very attractive man.”

Color flooded your face.

“We like just started dating,” you stammered. He laughed.

“But technically you’ve been fake dating for a long time now,” Jun said. “You can’t tell me you haven’t thought about it.”

You wished you could tell Jun you hadn’t thought about it. When you were fake dating, it was all pondered for curiosity. Just a seed of thought in your brain that was pretty easy to ignore, but now.

The color on your face was all the evidence that Jun needed.

“Just saying, Mingyu is rough in bed,” he said with a whistle. “I hope that you can handle it.”

Ever since your stupid conversation with stupid Jun, things had become more awkward then ever around Mingyu.

There was of course the puppy dog phase between the two of you, excited to be officially dating, but there was also an underlying narrative that just kept running through your head. Whenever his fingers brushed against your body or his lips were on yours... You wanted more.

“Babe,” you looked up from the card game between you and Jun, giving Mingyu a smile.

“What’s up Gyu?” You asked him, setting your cards on the table.

“Jihoon won’t play mario kart with me,” he whined. He came up behind you, burying his face in your neck. He pressed a kiss there, his teeth grazing your neck. Heat crept up your face.

“That sucks,” you said, trying to keep your voice even. Jun’s eyebrows raised as he looked at you a smile spreading over his lips. “But Mingyu, I can’t make him play with you.”

Mingyu whined against your neck, causing your eyes to widen even more. You raised your hand to pat against his head, hoping it would get him to move because if he kept whining into your neck, you would have a serious problem.

Lucky for you, he pulled away from you.

“It’s not fair,” he mumbled. You nodded, pressing a kiss to the corner of his lips.

“We can play later, okay?”

That satisfied him and he bounded back over to the other side of the room, beginning to loudly brag about how you always play games with him. You turned your attention back to Jun, your face still red.

“Don’t say anything,” you murmured. Jun shrugged innocently.

“There’s an empty room down the hall if you need to-”

You threw the deck of cards at Jun’s face.

“Hey Mingyu,” you murmured, glancing at Mingyu from across the room. He had come over to hang out, but you had been busy studying all day, you finally had a chance to breath, and you wanted to see what he was up to. He glanced up at you, and then back down at his switch.

“Just playing Fall Guys,” he said. “You want to watch?”

You nodded eagerly and wandered over to the couch. You craned your neck to look over at Mingyu’s screen, but he only let you sit there next to him.

“Come closer,” he mumbled. He wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled up onto his lap. He trapped you between his arms and peeked his head around yours so that he could look at the game. You couldn’t even bare to focus on what was before. You tried your best to look at the pastel-colored game, but you couldn’t focus on it.

All you could focus on was Mingyu’s hot breath on your neck and... You willed yourself not to think about what you knew you had to be sitting on. You were so close to him; you could practically hear your heart pounding in your chest.

You tried your best to focus.

“You’re not doing very good,” you observed as his character fell off one of the wheels. Mingyu huffed.

“I’m better then you are.”

You supposed that was true. After all, he wasn’t hard, and you... You were progressively getting wetter and wetter.

“Babe,” Mingyu called, running towards you from across the hall, you blinked in surprise at the sight of him. He didn’t explain anything, instead he grabbed a fistful of your shirt and dragged you close to him. Without any explanation he pressed his lips to yours. He had been gone for the last few days, at a game hours away from where you were.

You were surprised to see him back so soon.

You practically melted under his touch, wishing that his hands were touching you more then they already were. You wrapped your arms around him and as you did Mingyu pulled away from you, resting his forehead against yours.

“I missed you so much, you’re coming with me next time,” Mingyu said. You rolled your eyes.

“I have class Mingyu, I don’t get exceptions like you.”

Your body was burning. You missed him too, you were so glad he was back.

“I hate being away from you,” Mingyu mumbled.

You couldn’t understand how you had gotten so lucky.

When you and Donghyun broke up in that moment your entire world had ended. For just a moment you didn’t think that you would ever be happy again. But Mingyu had saved you. Despite not knowing you at all he had caught you when you fell, he had been there for you when you needed him the most, and he was probably one of the best people that you had ever met in your life.

“I should never have let you cook,” Mingyu said, laughing as you patted out the fire on your oven. You shot him a glare over your shoulder.

“I’m not usually this much of a disaster,” you murmured. “It was just one time.”

“And I have never set something on fire in the kitchen,” Mingyu replied. “So, who should have cooked again?”

You grabbed some flour from a bowl and threw it at Mingyu’s face. He laughed in surprise.

“Hey,” he complained. “Now my shirt is all dirty.”

“Why don’t you just take it off,” you mocked back. “It’s just a shirt.”

Mingyu’s eyebrows raised slightly.

“You would like that wouldn’t you?” He teased lightly. “You’ve just been begging me to take my shirt off.”

You rolled your eyes.

“You sound like Jun,” you said without thinking about it.

“You and Jun talk about me being shirtless?” Mingyu asked you. Your eyes widened when you realized what you had implied.

“I plead the fifth.”

Mingyu laughed and shrugged.

“Well, I actually am going to take my shirt off,” he said. “Because you did ruin it and frankly I don’t want to wear it anymore.”

The reasonable part of you knew that you should argue with him and tell him to keep it on, but the part of you that wanted to see him shirtless didn’t care. You tried to pretend you weren’t interested by looking away from him, but it didn’t really matter. He wasn’t looking at you in the first place.

“Well, what are we going to eat for dinner then?” You asked. Mingyu laughed.

“We’ll just order a pizza. I can call them right now.”

You nodded and walked into your front room, sitting down on your couch.

“Get pepperoni.”

It only took Mingyu a few minutes to finish ordering the pizza, and then he came and joined you on the couch. You took one look at him and rolled your eyes.

“Mingyu put your shirt back on,” you said. He shook his head.

“Uh, no. You got my shirt dirty; you have to deal with me not wearing a shirt.”

“But it’s so annoying,” you whined. “You’re distracting me.”

Mingyu laughed.

“What am I too attractive?”

You scoffed.

“More like you are too ugly.”

Mingyu didn’t respond for a moment and then he took you by your shoulders pushing you down onto the couch. You looked up at him with wide eyes.

“Are you sure that I am still too ugly?” He asked teasingly.

You felt your heart thumping in your chest as you looked up at Mingyu, he was staring at you with an unreadable expression, his lips so close to you that all you would have to do would be to tilt your head and your lips would touch.

“You should stay the night,” you murmured, your face blazing hot. Mingyu’s lips twitched upwards.

“Yeah, and what are we going to do then?”

Mingyu pulled back slightly, his hand traveled down to your waist and his fingers dipped under your shirt. You shivered under his touch.

“Well...” You trailed off; you were so embarrassed. “You know.”

“Watch a movie?” Mingyu asked, his tone low and teasing. “Read books? Eat ice cream? Get some sleep.”

He knew what he was doing, and you knew he could feel how embarrassed you were by the heat of your skin, but he was not doing you any favors.

“I want you to touch me,” you whispered. His eyebrows rose in amusement.

“Oh?”

His fingers dipped deeper within your shirt, his hands splaying over your chest.

“You want me to touch you? Where?” He asked teasingly. A whine left your lips and you arched your back into his touch.

“Just... Touch me,” you murmured. He smiled and began to run his fingers lightly up and down your sides, making your body tingle under his touch.

“You know how badly I’ve been wanting to feel your body?” Mingyu asked you softly. You looked up at him, your face still burning. “You know how absolutely beautiful you are?”

You raised your hands to your face, covering it so Mingyu couldn’t see you. He let out a noise of disappointment at that and his fingers retracted from your body. Your hands shot out so that you could grab his wrists.

“Don’t stop,” you blurted. A sound of amusement left his lips.

“Then don’t cover your face.”

You nodded and let go of Mingyu’s hands, hiding your hands behind your back. He smiled and his hands returned to your body, his fingers slid up to the edge of your bra and he lowered his hands to your back and unclasped it.

A squeak left your lips, but Mingyu paid it no mind.

“Sit up,” he instructed softly. You did as he said, and he slowly pulled your shirt off. You felt cool air on your hot skin and you shivered, reaching forward to hold onto Mingyu’s shoulders. He smiled and leaned forward, his lips attaching to your neck again. He peppered kiss after kiss across your collarbone, every once in a while, stopping to bite down lightly on your neck, always soothing over it with his tongue.

With each kiss, every touch, you felt yourself shiver and tighten your grip on Mingyu as if that would do anything for you. He wasn’t paying much attention to your desperation as his lips trailed down your body. You heard a small sound of desperation leave your lips as Mingyu’s lips trailed over your breasts, his tongue darting out to flick over your tits.

Mingyu laughed at the sound, peaking his head up to look at you.

“There something you want?” He asked you teasingly. You shot him a glare.

“Why are you-”

Before you could finish talking, he dipped his head again, lips latching onto your breast. His tongue darted from his mouth, dancing over your nipple. Your fingers buried into Mingyu’s hair, whining as he began to suck your nipples, his teeth nipping at you briefly.

“Fuck Mingyu,” you mumbled softly. He laughed against you.

“That’s not a very good word babe. Somebody should do something about that mouth of yours.”

Mingyu trailed back up your body, his lips pressing firmly against yours. You whined into his mouth, tightening your grip in his hair so that you could press him closer to you. He pulled away sooner then you liked.

“But I can kiss you anywhere anytime huh? Let’s do something more fun.”

Finally, Mingyu’s mouth began to trail lower down your body. He hummed when he got to your waist.

“You have too much on,” he murmured.

“Mingyu I’m shirtless,” you blurted. He shrugged.

“But what I want to do with you doesn’t end with your shirt being off.”

You didn’t really need to be told twice. You got up, shuffling out of your clothes. Mingyu did too, but he was much faster. By the time that you were naked he was sitting on the couch again. You looked over at him, embarrassed by the way he was looking at you.

“What?” You murmured, your face burning. A smile slowly crossed his lips.

“You’re just beautiful.”

Your eyes widened and you looked away from him.

“Shut-”

Mingyu wrapped his arms around you, suddenly pulling you flush against his body. His nose brushed against yours and he gave you a chaste kiss.

“I’m so lucky to have you,” he mumbled. He dragged you closer to him, turning you so that you were laying on the couch again. He lowered his lips to your neck again and his fingers prodded between your legs. At first his fingers just slowly slid up and down your folds, barely pushing in to feel the wetness between your thighs. You let out a soft whine as he dipped a finger into your pussy. Your hips wiggled making Mingyu press a hand on your pelvis to hold you still.

“You seem a little desperate babe,” he mumbled. You bit down hard on your lip to prevent yourself from telling him to stop teasing you so much. You thought that if you did, he would stop touching you and... You really didn’t want him to stop touching you.

Mingyu didn’t seem to mind this, instead he focused on pressing another finger into you. His fingers bent up inside of you, making you want to try and arch your back again. Unluckily for you, Mingyu was a bit too strong.

“Mingyu I want to-”

You were interrupted by your own strangled moan when Mingyu pushed his fingers deep inside of you again, scissoring his fingers in and out of you. The stretch sent a burn of pleasure soaring through your body. You wiggled underneath him more.

“I want to move,” you whined when you finally found your voice again. Mingyu snorted.

“I think you’re fine,” he said. “Unless you want to tell me that you want me to stop, I think you’re fine being held in place while I finger you.”

You whined again, but you didn’t want him to stop.

“I-I can bear with it,” you agreed breathlessly. He laughed. He leaned down, his tongue darting out to flick over your clit, causing you to cry out. “Fuck maybe I can’t.”

Mingyu laughed again and looked up at you as he slid a third finger into you.

“I’ve got to keep you still so that I can open you up for me,” he said teasingly. You groaned, thrusting your head back against the cushions.

“Fuck you,” you mumbled.

“No babe, I’m fucking you.”

He dipped his head again, his lips attaching to your clit. You moaned loudly, your fingers balling.

“Please, fuck, I need you to do more than just fucking tease me,” you blurted. Mingyu hummed against your clit which did not change your level of urgency. “Please just fuck me already.”

Mingyu peaked up at you.

“What did you want exactly?”

His fingers spread deep inside of you.

“I want your dick inside me please Mingyu, please, please, please,” you begged. As cruel as Mingyu seemed he still pulled his fingers from you, lightly tapping your pussy with his hand.

“Well since you insist, I suppose I could do something for you.”

Mingyu pulled away from him, positioning himself between your legs. He took a deep breath and looked at you.

“You sure?” He asked softly. “I should be safe and find a condom-”

“No,” you interrupted your face blazing red. “I don’t need- You can just- You know-”

Mingyu smiled at you and nodded.

“Okay,” he said softly. “You ready?”

You nodded.

“Ready.”

Mingyu slowly slid into you, making your back arch in a mix of pleasure and pain. You pressed your hands against Mingyu’s chest as he came fully seated in you.

“J-Just- One sec-second,” you murmured. “I just-”

“Take your time,” Mingyu replied softly. He dipped his head, placing a few soft kisses to your neck. You whined at the touch, feeling yourself begin to feel a little more comfortable on him. You wiggled your hips a little, forcing the stretch a bit more.

“You’re just... Bigger than I’m used to,” you mumbled. Mingyu chuckled.

“Let me guess, Donghyun couldn’t compare?” He asked. You could tell that was just an ego boost for him, so you decided to just completely ignore the question. Even if it was true. You only needed a few more minutes, you wiggled your hips and the burn was only pleasurable. You wrapped your arms around Mingyu’s body.

“O-Okay,” you murmured. Mingyu began to slowly slide himself out of you, the burn sending shoots of pleasure through your body, and low moans left your lips as he slowly began to push himself back in. His pace was slow, probably to make sure that you didn’t get hurt. You appreciated it but...

“I uhm...” You bit down on your lip and looked away from Mingyu. “I heard you like it rough. You can... You can be a little rougher.”

A chuckle left Mingyu’s lips.

“Are you sure you can handle it?” He asked you. You shot him a glare.

“I’m not made of glass Mingyu.”

“You’re not,” he agreed. “But I’d hate for you to go from little vanilla Donghyun to-”

“Just fuck me Mingyu.”

“Only if you say please-”

Mingyu came at a full stop inside of you, his cock pressed deep within you. You squirmed underneath him.

“Mingyu just-”

“I won’t move until you ask nicely,” Mingyu replied. “Unless you want me to just go ahead and pull out- There are other things-”

“Okay, okay,” you interrupted. You looked up at Mingyu. “Please fuck me.”

A grin spread over Mingyu’s face.

“Well since you begged so prettily-”

He cut himself off by pulling his dick almost entirely out and then slamming it back inside of you. You cried out in surprise, throwing your hand over your mouth. Mingyu looked down at you, a dark look in his eyes.

“I want to hear you baby,” he murmured. “And you know to just say something if it becomes too much.”

You nodded and moved your hand from your mouth, but you didn’t get much time to recover from the surprise of his first thrust. Mingyu wasted no time, beginning to set a cruel fast pace, his hips pressing his cock deep inside of you fast. Noises you didn’t even know you could make were leaving your mouth, each thrust making tears of pleasure sprout at the corners of your eyes.

“Baby,” Mingyu mumbled, leaning down to catch your lips with his. “You feel so good, you know that?”

Mingyu’s voice was rough, and lower than you were used to hearing it, and it only made the pleasure coil even more in your stomach.

“M-Ming-gyu,” you stammered, slamming your eyes shut. “It feels so good, please I want- Harder- More-”

You sounded like an idiot, barely able to form a coherent sentence, but you didn’t even care, as you spoke Mingyu pushed down on your pelvis, pushing one of your legs further out with his hand. It just proved to push him deeper inside of you. You whined, your fingers digging into Mingyu’s back.

“You’re so good for me baby, taking so much,” he murmured. “You’re so wet too, absolutely dripping, how badly have you been wanting this?”

“S-So badly Mingyu,” you admitted. “I’ve been wanting you so badly.”

A low growl left his lips as he surged forward, his lips pressing against yours again. Usually when Mingyu kissed you he was fairly gentle, even when you two were making out it was more passion then desperation, but right now. You felt like you could barely breath, each thrust made you pant against his lips, and he didn’t even seem to care as his tongue prodded yours.

“M-Mingyu, I can’t- I’m going to-”

“Good,” Mingyu interupted you. His hips stuttered a little. “Want to feel you cum around my cock okay?”

You nodded wordlessly, and it only took Mingyu a few more thrusts before you were coming around him, your walls spasming out of your control. You buried your face in Mingyu’s neck to avoid screaming too loudly. He fucked you through your orgasm until your toes curled from the sensation of still having him seated deeply inside of you. You whined out in pleasure and oversensitivity.

“Pl-Please, c-cum to, you’ve gotta c-cum too-”

Before you could even finish your nonsensical begging Mingyu pulled his cock out of you, he gave himself a few pumps and buried his fingers in your hair. He gave you a small tug.

“On your knees, mouth open, don’t break eye contact.”

You scrambled to get into position, your body still shaking a little and your mouth panting as you tried to catch your breath. Mingyu only gave himself a few more pumps before his cum began to spray on your face. A few ropes falling on your tongue and a few landing on your cheeks. You waited until Mingyu’s hand in your hair relaxed and he knelt down in front of you, pressing a kiss to your lips, tasting himself on your tongue.

You buried your own hands in his hair as you deepened the kiss, your pussy suddenly feeling empty without his cock buried inside of it.

“Mingyu,” you mumbled, against his lips. He pulled back, not answering you. Instead, he pressed a kiss to your cheek, cleaning his semen off of you. HIs fingers travelled down your body, his fingers slowly sliding over your folds.

“You okay?”

You nodded against him.

“Sensitive.”

He dipped his fingers briefly inside of you and then raised them to his lips, sucking his fingers into his mouth. Your nose wrinkled and he laughed.

“What? You taste good.”

His fingers dipped briefly into your pussy again and he held his soaked fingers up to your face.

“Taste,” he said. You opened your mouth to protest but that only resulted in him pushing his fingers into your mouth. You sucked them clean, your face burning at the embarrassment of licking your own juices off of his fingers.

Mingyu didn’t ask you how it tasted. Instead his eyes flickered to your lips and he leaned forward, dragging you into another deep kiss. As he pressed closer to you his knee pressed between your legs, brushing up against your folds. You whined against his lips and involuntarily rolled your hips against his leg. He laughed and pulled back.

“Still horny huh?”

You buried your face into his neck.

“Shut-“

You were cut off by yourself gasping lightly as a result of Mingyu pressing you back into the couch and sliding his cock back inside of you.

Your lips pressed against Mingyu’s skin as you tried to muffle the desperate moans that were falling from your lips. His first thrust was slow, but he didn’t bother with being careful as soon as he had pressed all the way in.

He did one hard thrust, and then a second one faster. Loud moans at every thrust tumbled from your mouth as you tightened your grip on Mingyu yet again to keep from falling onto the couch cushions.

“You’re so good for me,” Mingyu mumbled. “So good.”

You nodded against Mingyu’s skin, bouncing back and forth as he thrust in and out of you.

He was fucking you a lot rougher this time then the first time but his words were all the same.

“So good.”

“You sound so pretty.”

“You feel so good, baby.”

You moaned at his words.

“Please,” you murmured. “H-Harder.”

Mingyu’s hand snacked between your bodies, his finger coming to play with your clit sloppily.

“You sound so dirty baby,” he said, amusement dancing in his voice. “You really want it harder? I’m already fucking you so hard.”

You mewled against Mingyu’s skin.

“You’re annoying,” you mumbled.

“And yet you're begging me to fuck you harder,” he replied. “That means you’re going to be good for me and cum, aren’t you?”

You didn’t care that he was teasing you. You nodded frantically against his neck feeling coils of pleasure curl in your stomach. It was like he could read your mind, you had no clue how he had known you were close.

“I’ll be good,” you agreed breathlessly. “I can be- I'll be so good.”

Mingyu’s own voice was starting to cut off to, his own moans tumbling from his lips as he grew closer too. You tugged Mingyu closer to you.

“Mingyu, please cum, please cum,” you began to beg. “C-cum inside me please.”

You could tell that Mingyu was shocked by your words by the way that his free hand rose to your hair and tightened in your strands.

“I can’t do that,” he mumbled. You nodded and peeked up at him.

“You can, please, it’ll be okay, I want it, I want to feel you inside of me.”

Mingyu searched your eyes, his own dark with pleasure. He sighed.

“Fine,” he murmured. “Since you want to beg for it like a slut-”

A small cry ripped through your body as you started to cum at the word. Mingyu’s grip in your hair tightened and he tilted your head back so that he could drag you into another airless kiss and it only took a few seconds before Mingyu’s thrusts were getting sloppily and you felt his cum start to coat your insides.

You were practically crying in pleasure against Mingyu’s mouth, feeling his hips stutter against you until finally coming to a stop deep inside of you. You felt your toes curl as you broke the kiss, panting heavily against Mingyu. He let you down on the couch, pressing soft kisses to your face.

“You, okay?” He asked softly, his own breath coming heavy and somewhat strained. You nodded.

“Tired,” you mumbled. He nodded with a laugh.

“Yeah, I’m sure you are,” he agreed. “You’re deceptively kinky, aren’t you?”

You groaned.

“Are you done teasing me?”

“Did you really cum when I called you a slut?”

“It was a coincidence!” You protested. He laughed.

“Alright sure, we’ll just test it next time.”

Mingyu laid down next to you, slowly pulling his cock out of you. You whined when he slipped out of you, your feelings balling against his back. You turned and buried your face in his neck.

“Feels weird,” you mumbled. “To have your cum inside of me.”

Mingyu bounced against your chest with laughter.

“You begged for it.”

“I liked it,” you agreed. “Still weird.”

Mingyu hummed and slid down your body, his lips pressing against your pussy lips. His tongue darted out against your sensitive pussy as he slowly began to clean out your pussy, licking the semen out of it. You whined.

“M-Mingyu,” you murmured. He ignored you and instead stayed licking out your pussy for a little bit. Not stopping until semen had stopped dripping out from inside of you.

“You want to take a shower?” He asked. You shook your head.

“Come back up here,” you said instead. Mingyu hummed and crawled back up, wrapping his arms around your body. You pressed your face into his chest. He seemed fairly amused.

“You going to go to sleep naked on your couch?” He asked. You nodded.

“And you’re not going to leave, okay?”

Mingyu nodded.

“I’m not going to even try.”

Suddenly, there was a soft knock at the door, and you groaned, burying your face further into Mingyu’s chest.

“Who is that?” He asked. You shrugged.

“The pizza? Maybe they’ll go away.”

They knocked again.

Mingyu laughed and began to pull away from you, you whined in protest but he just placed a hand on your head.

“I’ll be right back.”

He pulled his pants back on but didn’t bother with a shirt. He walked up to you door and you heard him unlock and open it.

“Hey stupid you left your pizza out- Mingyu?”

There was a moment of silence between Jun talking and Mingyu standing at your door without a shirt on. He laughed.

“I knew it.”

Your face burned red as you shot up, pulling a shirt over your head and pulling pants on. You rushed to the door.

“Shut up Jun, what are you even doing here?”

Jun held out your earbuds, a cocky smirk on his face.

“You left these with me the other day and I was around so…”

He trailed off as you snatched the ear buds from him.

“You know you look like a wreck-“

You pulled Mingyu by his wrist and slammed the door in Jun’s face. Mingyu laughed at you, pulling you close to his body.

“Jun knew what now?” He asked his voice full of mirth.

“Shut up,” you mumbled.

The best thing about dating Mingyu was dates.

Mingyu was a huge romantic and he loved taking you out on dates whenever he got the chance. As much as he enjoyed sitting around and gaming with you he much preferred to take you out to dinners, or take you on elaborate nights out.

Tonight was nothing elaborate. Ice cream with the guys to celebrate a win out of town. But still you were pretty excited about it.

You were so excited in fact that you weren’t really paying attention to where you were going.

You felt yourself bump into someone and as you were about to say sorry for doing so, you stopped.

“Donghyun-” Your eyes widened as you backed up a little. You glanced down at your phone. You were running late. “Look I don’t really have the time, I’m-”

“Meeting Mingyu for a date?” Donghyun asked, his voice low. “Right. You know he’s just using you right?”

You rolled your eyes. You thought it was a little desperate of him to try this now. Maybe when you two had first started this crazy fake relationship you would have thought about this, but Mingyu had been nothing but respectful of your space and general wishes. No part of you thought that he was capable of using you.

“Donghyun I don’t care what you think about him,” you said. “You’re just jealous for whatever dumb reason you justify with yourself to go to sleep at night.”

“Mingyu is a known fuck boy,” Donghyun said. “Let me guess. You’re fucking him, right?”

Color flooded your face.

“H-Hey, shut u-”

“You’re a slut,” Donghyun said with a shrug. “And he’s using you.”

“I’m so fucking tired of your bullshit Donghyun,” you mumbled. “You can’t just come in here and ask me about my business and my life when you long forfeited the rights to know what I’m doing.”

Hurt flashed through Donghyun’s eyes.

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” you mumbled. “Seriously, you cheated on me, why are you acting like I suddenly left you for no reason?”

“You never even let me explain!” Donghyun protested.

“Okay then, explain,” you blurted. “Tell me your amazing excuse for why I caught you kissing someone else.”

“Because I was bored,” Donghyun yelled right back. Your anger dissipated, and you frowned.

“What?”

“You’re so boring, do you even know how boring it is to be in a relationship with you?” Donghyun asked. “For five years we dated, and you would barely do anything.”

“I am not boring,” you argued back.

“All you ever do is study! You never went to parties with me, and you hated kissing in public. You got upset if I tried to show you off-”

The more that Donghyun argued with you the more you began to realize something very important. All of the things that Donghyun argued about were things that you did with Mingyu. You didn’t care when Mingyu showed you off or kissing him in public, you went to parties with him every week...

You laughed once in disbelief and then again. Donghyun stopped in the middle of his sentence.

“What is so funny?” He asked. You shrugged.

“I just... I do all of those things with Mingyu,” you replied softly. “And I love him.”

That hurt look crossed Donghyun’s face again.

“Don’t say that,” he murmured. “It took you a year to say that you love me. Don’t tell me that you are already in love with him.”

You shrugged.

“Then fine, I won’t.”

You almost weren’t surprised when you turned around and saw that Mingyu was standing in the doorway. He didn’t look angry, simply amused.

“Is he really still bothering you?” He asked. You shrugged.

“Can’t leave me alone,” you replied. You bounced over to Mingyu, wrapping your arms around his body. The hurt of being called boring echoed through your mind and Mingyu placed his hand over your head protectively.

“Can I punch him?” He asked you. Tears pricked at your eyes and you shook your head in his chest.

“No,” you mumbled.

“But-”

“Seungcheol will kill you and it’s not good for your reputation,” you continued firmly. “Let’s just go.”

“The guys are expecting you for ice cream,” Mingyu agreed. “But... Won’t you just leave me for a moment?”

“Not alone,” you argued. Mingyu looked down at you, his hand prodding at your chin. You looked up at him, baby tears smeared on your cheeks.

“Seriously, just going to talk to him,” he promised. “Don’t you trust me?”

Unfortunately, you did.

“I won’t talk to you for a week if you punch him.”

“Just meet me for ice cream, okay?” He asked you.

You nodded and peeled off of him.

“But if you aren’t there ten minutes after I get in-”

Mingyu waved you off.

“I’ll see you in a moment.”

When you got to the others Jun seemed to sense that you had something on your mind.

“Are you actually thinking about the kind of ice cream you want?” He asked. “Don’t you always just get Mingyu’s favorite?”

“I can’t believe I actually like mint chocolate chip now,” you said with a disappointed sigh. “But no... I left Mingyu with Donghyun.”

Jun shrugged and licked his ice cream cone, so you thought maybe he hadn’t heard you.

“Mingyu is with Donghyun,” you repeated.

“So?” Jun asked. “Did you ask him not to do anything?”

“Well, yeah,” you replied.

“Then it’ll be fine. He listens to you.”

As if on cue Mingyu walked into the ice cream parlor. You looked at him and raised an eyebrow towards him. He just smiled at you.

“What? We just talked that’s all,” Mingyu assured. “He’s not going to bother you anymore.”

You eyed Mingyu suspiciously.

“And how’d you convince him of that?”

“How else? With my charming personality and award-winning smile.”

You rolled your eyes, but even as you did, you couldn’t escape Mingyu pulling you into his arms and giving you a large, long kiss.

“What was that for?” You asked, slapping at his chest as if you hadn’t liked it. He laughed.

“Just appreciating what I have,” Mingyu said softly. Disgust spread over your fast.

“You are disgustingly sappy sometimes,” you mumbled.

“Yeah, but you love it,” Mingyu said.

You smiled.

You really did.

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