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rain-water-flowers · 2 months ago

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The Sweetest Song of Unexpected Love

CHAPTER 1 - Just Like Chet

WC: 2478

Warnings: a toxic friend, pet names, but other than that none for this chapter, but the next one... :)

A/n: I'm excited to be posting thisss...I'm not very confident in my writing but I think if I keep working on it it'll get better. Pls pls pls pls pls critique (not in a mean way) because I would love to hear ways on how I could improve. :))) Enjoyyyy.

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Y/n’s been told multiple times that she falls in love too easily. By her mom, her best friend Seohyun, and even acquaintances and co-workers. But what do they know? Just because she loves a lot, doesn’t mean she loves too easily.

Sure she’s gotten her heart broken a few times, but doesn’t everybody? Her most recent heartbreak was Hajoon. He was a toxic man-child who let jealousy overtake him. Sure she liked him, loved him even, but he would cover her with praises at one point, and degrade her (in a non-fun way) at another.

At this point she’s feeling like she’s losing hope in all guys. Everytime she thinks he’s the one, she gets proven wrong time and time again.

So, she decides to go out with her best friend, Seohyun, tonight to just have fun. There was a mask night at the local club that seemed fun enough to go to. No feeling involved, no strings attached, and especially – her number one rule she set for herself – no love. She tends to be one of those “fall in love at first sight people”. As it’s known, that doesn’t always work out for her, so she figured if she can’t see the person, she has less of a chance setting herself up for failure.

The doorbell rings as y/n’s getting the rest of her makeup on. She quickly caps the mascara and gets up to answer the door.

“Hi!” She says happily as Seohyun walks in and embraces her.

“Hey, girl. Ready for tonight?” She asks, a big smile on her face.

“Yes! I’m so excited. Work has been stressing me out and I really need to let loose.”

Y/n closes the front door and heads to her bedroom to get her outfit on. “Just take a seat on the bed. I'll be done in a minute.” She says with a big smile.

She goes into the bathroom and quickly puts her outfit on. It was a tight black skirt reaching just above her mid thigh, and an equally black crop top with intricate diamond designs on it. She puts on some of her favorite jewelry, slips on her black heels, and walks back into the bedroom.

“Is that what you’re wearing?” Seohyun asks, her tone slightly judgemental.

“Yeah…why? What’s wrong with it?” Y/n responds. She was feeling good about her outfit before, but now shes feeling insecure. Sometimes Seohyun has that effect.

“It’s a little boring, no?” She says, turning to Y/n’s closet.

“Oh, I didn’t think so..”

“Of course you didn’t, girl. That’s why I’m here.” She says, shuffling through your clothes.

Sometimes y/n feels like Seohyun is a little too judgemental with her. More than the average friend is. But she never says anything even if it would probably be better to drop a toxic friend. Seohyun is really the only real friend she has.

“Here, try this.” She says, holding out a neon green cocktail dress with feathers at the top of it and a completely open back.

“Are you praying for my downfall or something?” Y/n asks with a laugh.

She probably is.. Y/n thinks to herself.

“Of course not! But sometimes you’re really bland. Like right now. You need to spice it up if you want anybody to even look in your direction.” She remarks, tossing the dress at her.

“Given the fact that that’s not my goal for tonight, I think I’ll be okay.” Y/n responds with a slight chuckle.

Seohyun rolls her eyes and scoffs. “Whatever you say.” She says before leaving the room and heading to the kitchen.

Y/n truly wasn’t looking for anything to happen tonight. She just wanted to let loose from work. Lately her – extremely hot, very muscular, super annoying in a way that makes her want to jump him – boss has been getting on her for everything. Every time she writes a report, he nitpicks at it until she feels like she has to re-write the whole thing.

Even today, he basically told her she wasn’t qualified enough to do her job, and Y/n knows shes not the number one employee at the company, but she’s not incompetent.

Y/n walked into Mr. Bang’s office, already tense because she knows he’s gonna critique her – now second time – revision of her report. She knows she’s not doing anything wrong, she’s even asked co-workers to read over her reports to make sure she wasn’t missing anything or had anything wrong. They all say it’s fine – even the office perfectionist, Seungmin.

“Sit down, please.” Mr. Bang says, eyes focused on the computer in front of him.

Y/n takes a seat in the chair directly across from him, hands fidgeting but still making eye contact with him. She can’t help but get nervous around him, he’s exactly her type – muscular, good looking, dominating – but she also hates him for how much he gets on her about her reports for no reason. Today he was wearing a black button up, sleeves rolled to his elbows, buttons holding on for dear life. He had his glasses on today making him look even more delectable.

Y/n was too busy ogling the middle button that looked like it was about to pop open to notice Mr. Bang calling her name.

She quickly looked up at the sound of him clearing his throat loudly. There was a look in his eyes that she couldn’t read but she knew it was something dark. It made her want to crawl across the table and sit right on his cock.

What is going on with me today? I must be ovulating jeez. Y/n thinks to herself, feeling like she’s in heat or something.

Mr. Bang held steady and stern eye contact with her as he started speaking. “I called you in here because after reading your report for a second time, it’s still not right. I know you can do better than this.”

“With all due respect, Mr. Bang, I feel like you only ever critique me. I have had other co-workers look at it and tell me it is fine. I don’t know what else you would like me to fix.” Y/n says, feeling more than annoyed that he keeps on pulling this.

Mr. Bang fixes her with an intense look. “If I’m critiquing you, that means that you are obviously doing something wrong. I shouldn’t have to tell you what’s wrong with it, you’ve been working here for over two years – you know how to do your job. Fix it, and don’t make me have to call you in here again.” He slams the report onto the side of the desk she was sitting on and goes back to writing his emails.

Y/n sits there for three more seconds before taking a deep breath in, standing up slowly, grabbing the report, and walking out of his office with her head held high. It took everything in her not to crawl across the desk, not to sit on his cock this time, but to slap the shit out of him. Why does he treat her like this? She knows she isn’t doing anything wrong.

“Do you have your mask?” Seohyun yells from the kitchen, knocking y/n out of her thoughts.

“Yeah, you?”

“Yeah but…I know we were gonna match but I figured it would be better for us to have different ones. Matching seemed stupid.” She says casually.

Y/n didn’t think it was stupid, but then again, she also isn’t Seohyun.

“Come onnnn y/n, we’re gonna be late.” Seohyun said as she walked into the bedroom. Y/n was putting the last finishing touches on her makeup. Her mask left the whole eye area open, so she wanted to fill it with pretty eyeshadow to bring out her eyes.

“Okay, okay, I’m ready.” Y/n said, grabbing her purse and putting her wallet and keys in it. “Let's go.”

Y/n and Seohyun could hear the music from the parking lot as they got out of the car. The night air was cool and gave y/n goosebumps as she slipped the mask onto her face and placed her phone into the hidden pocket of her skirt.

They walked into the club and were immediately hit with the smell of sweat, perfume, and alcohol.

Seohyun took a deep breath in. “Mmmmm the smell of relaxation.” She said, sounding excited to get the night started. “I’m gonna go grab us drinks, you find a booth.”

Y/n took off to find a booth. She weaved her way through the many bodies on the dance floor to the other side of the club. Everyone was sweaty and basically dry humping each other.

I guess it's not just me that’s ovulating, haha.

She kept walking until she reached the back wall of the club where the booths resided. All of them were occupied except for the one near the stairs to the VIP floor. Y/n set her bag down and slid into the booth. She glanced around as she waited for Seohyun to come back with the drinks.

Suddenly, there was a weird tension in the air. It felt like she was being watched intensely. She felt the same tension she feels when shes stuck in her boss’s suffocating office. She started fidgeting with her hands, not being able to escape the strong and intense tension she was feeling. It was starting to get uncomfortable, so she pulled out her phone to call Seohyun.

Ring, ring, ring…

“C’mon, pick up…” She whispered to herself.

She almost lost hope on her “best friend” answering, when she heard her loud voice come through the speaker.

“What y/n? I’m tryna get laid!” She heard Seohyun say, slurring her words together.

Y/n felt disappointment overtake her. Seohyun was supposed to hang out with her tonight so they could have a fun girls night out. She wasn’t supposed to go off to fuck some random guy.

“I thought you were coming back with drinks. I got us a booth.” Y/n sighed. She was feeling more and more annoyed as the minutes went on. She didn’t wanna hang out by herself. She knew that if she made her way to the dancefloor, she’d end up grinding on someone and having a probably disappointing lay.

“I was…but then this really cute guy started talking to me. We’re in his car right now so I’ll have to call you back! Byeeeeee-” She hung up.

Y/n let out a heavy sigh and rolled her eyes. She hoped to drink and dance with her friend all night and let her stress float out of her. Was that too much to ask?

She could still feel the heavy tension through her equally as heavy despondency. Y/n glanced up from her phone to the dance floor, trying to pinpoint where it was coming from. All she could see was everyone dancing with friends and having the time of their lives. She then looked higher to the VIP floor where the fancy and expensive booths resided.

As she was scanning the booths, she made eye contact with someone. He was staring her down so much that she could feel the intensity through the mask. Her breath hitched as he smirked when they finally made eye contact.

Y/n looked up at him with a slight look of innocence in her eyes. Since Seohyun left her, why not have some fun? She doesn’t have to fall in love with the guy. All she needs is a nice, quick, fuck. Preferably not terrible, but being with the men she’s been with, there isn’t a lot of hope there.

He raises one finger and motions for her to come to him. She bites her lip and slowly gets up. As y/n makes her way over to the VIP stairs, she feels her confidence boost. Maybe it’s the anger from her friend leaving her, or the mask that makes her somewhat anonymous. She’s only slightly skeptical about having a one night stand. She’s only done it once, and it was so bad she faked an orgasm just to get away from the man faster.

The bouncer stops her at the bottom of the stairs. “Do you have an invitation?” He asks. She points to the unknown man at the booth second most closest to the stairs. He glances up and the mystery man gives him a nod. The bouncer steps to the side and lets her through.

As she makes her way up the stairs she thinks about how she’s going to play this out. The guy probably isn’t gonna do much to make her feel good, so maybe she can at least coax him into some foreplay.

As she reaches the booth, she takes him in. He's just her type – muscular in all the right places, thick thighs, perfect hair that she can grip in her hands, and hands that look like they could choke the life out of her. In a fun way.

He’s sitting with his legs spread and a drink in his hands. She stands at the front of the booth making heavy eye contact with him. She wants him to know he doesn’t intimidate her. He smirks at her confidence and beckons her over with his fingers.

She slowly makes her way toward him and slides into the booth. He pulls her onto his lap.

“Hi, pretty.” He says, voice deep and sensual, eyes piercing through her and making her feel like prey.

“Hi..” Y/n responds, trying to keep her voice from wavering. This man was much more attractive up close and it was making her more nervous than she’d like to admit.

“You looked lonely down there all by yourself, kitten. What’s that about?” He pouts mockingly.

“I, um, my friend left me by myself so I just, I don’t know. I didn’t wanna dance by myself.” Y/n eventually gets out. She’s never been one to not know what to say, but something about thighs mystery man had her forgetting her own name.

“Aww. I’m sorry about your friend, pretty.” He says, brushing her hair out of her face. “But at least now you're with me, yeah?” He adds showing a slight smile, and y/n? Y/n almost folds completely right there. His smile was so captivating, even in the dark lighting of the club. Something about it was so familiar and comforting, but so sexy at the same time. She was frozen in place not knowing what to do.

“Why don’t we get to know each other a bit?” He suggests. Y/n nods her head dumbly and gives him a smile.

Tonight’s going better than I thought it would. She thinks to herself.

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