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Going Dumb~ Chapter 13

₊˚⊹ᰔ Pairing; Kim Seungmin x Fem!reader, Stray kids x Fem!reader

₊˚⊹ᰔ ₊˚⊹ᰔ Summary; It had been over a decade since you had last seen each other, having met in choir when Seungmin was living with his grandparents in LA and you with your Aunt. Now that you are both presented adults, how will he handle a change to the reality of you he had made in his mind in your absence over the years?

₊˚⊹ᰔ ₊˚⊹ᰔ ₊˚⊹ᰔ Notes; This is an omegaverse!AU. in this world when someone reaches puberty they will present with one of three sub genders; alpha, beta, or omega. Due to Alphas and Omegas experiencing rut and heat, some jobs are restrictive as to what sub genders they will hire, specifically singling out omegas as heat suppressants are harder to obtain than rut suppressants. Scent glands are located near the pressure points on the neck and small hormonal patches called scent blockers can be placed over them to reduce or rid an individual of their scent for a period of time depending on the strength of the hormones in the patch.

₊˚⊹ᰔ ₊˚⊹ᰔ ₊˚⊹ᰔ ₊˚⊹ᰔ Warnings; omegaverse!au, beta!kim seungmin, almost all alpha!straykids, female!reader, poly!pack dynamics, angst, mild violence, mentions of sexual harassment/assault and discrimination, smut, enemies to lovers, Kim seungmin is kind of an ass I’m so sorry dandy boy, she/her pronouns used for reader, jealous seungmin, I have only ever wrote one abo story before but it is one of my favorite genres so I hope I can do this justice~

In the months after your brief trip to the states for the Met Gala you watched as the boys prepared tirelessly for their new comeback. After making up with Chan and gaining a better understanding of where the fight with the alpha was rooted you both did your best to rely on each other more, and over time your place in the pack felt more cemented and you yourself felt more secure.

Finally, it was the day of the first performance after their new album had dropped. You were waiting just to the side of the stage about of view of any cameras while you watched your boys get into their positions after chatting with the fans in the audience. They looked incredible, the stylists really having outdone themselves once again enhancing the beauty that was your pack members. They all, for the more part, had new hair styles and carefully placed makeup that made them look so attractive you had to fight yourself not to stare for too long. Their outfits as well suited them nicely and as you watched them dancing on the stage you couldn’t help but find yourself lost in a trance like state, absolutely mesmerized by how they carried themselves during a performance.

Your eyes feel to Chan, cheeks heating up slightly as your mind kindly provided you with the memories of the night the two of you had shared together back in the hotel after filming the music video for the very song they were performing today. Of course it wasn’t unnatural for members of a pack to share intimacy of any kind, including sex, but since then nothing of the sort had happened between you and the alpha. It wasn’t that you weren’t interested, nor the other way around, you could see the way his gaze would linger on you from across the room or how his touches lasted a bit longer than necessary whenever you interacted with him. Things were just…too busy. They had so much going on in preparation for their album and the announcement of their upcoming world tour, none of you had time to even get a full nights sleep let alone find time for a quick fuck in between the rigorous schedules you all were kept to.

Then your gaze shifted onto Jisung and the reaction on your face was no better. He was the first in the pack to ever be intimate with you, and even though you had both been in a pheromone induced state of mind for most of it, seeing his lean muscles rippling under the sheer fabric of his top caused you to tug your lower lip between your teeth as memories of flushed skin pressed against your own and low moans echoing in your ear sent shivers down your spine. Unlike with Chan, there were no lingering looks or lasting touches from the younger alpha since your shared heat and rut cycle together. It wasn’t as if neither of you wanted it to happen again, or that you wanted to forget that it had, just that the bond that it had formed between the two of you was different. Han would often seek you out for forms of comfort rather than sexual gratification, snuggling in your bed or on the couch with you after a particularly stressful day when his mind was moving to fast and his thoughts began to overwhelm him. It’s not to say he was not attracted to you, nor that you weren’t attracted to him given your reaction to how he was currently devouring the stage before you like the ace you knew he was, just that the preferred form of intimacy between the two of you was softer these days.

When your eyes landed on Seungmin your heart sank to the pit of your stomach, watching as he seemed to struggle with the switch from his usual hand held mic to the one he wore hands free for this performance. You couldn’t quite tell what it was at first, until you noticed how much it shifted with every move he made and even bounced back to hit his face a few times. You could see just how frustrated he was and it made your chest feel tight as you wished you could rush out onto the stage and provide an immediate fix to the problem and alleviate his discomfort but unfortunately you were forced to sit and watch as the performance, and his struggle with the mic, continued.

The second the song ended and he was out of the camera’s view you watched as he ripped off the headset and made his way off the stage as quickly as possible. Stylists were on him in minutes, dabbing away sweat as the tech staff took the mic and his ear piece off of him carefully from where it hung loose around his neck. You slowly approach the beta as the crowd around him clears, the smell of soured laundry washing over you the closer you get and you frown as you cup his cheek with one hand and the other takes one of his to give it a gentle squeeze. “Wanna tell me what’s got you worked up, Minnie?” You speak softly, looking up into his eyes just as soft as you allow the sweet citrus of your own scent to surround the both of you like your own little bubble of security. “My stupid mic….it was shaking like crazy and I couldn’t focus-“ Seungmin huffed, clearly still agitated though he leaned into your touch instantly. “You still did so good, even better when you factor in that you were being distracted.” You hope your words are assuring to him as you allow the singer to pull you closer and nuzzle his face into the crook of your neck as his arms wrap around your waist securely. “I hope that’s how it seemed- I felt like I sounded like absolute shit. I’m never using a head mic again…” Giggling, you could feel his pout against your skin as one hand rested on his back and the other came to card your fingers through his hair gently. “I’m positive you did not sound like absolute shit.” Seungmin let out a whine as you pulled away, your hand taking hold of his once more to pull him into the green room and out of the quickly crowding hallways.

Once inside you pulled the sulking beta over to the couches and took a seat, motioning for him to join you. Seungmin laid with his head in your lap, your hands instantly moving to play with his hair as his eyes closed and the sour tinge to his normally calming scent slowly faded away. “Awe puppy you were that wound up?” Changbin teased playfully as he made his way over, taking a sip from the bottle of water in his hand. “You’re hogging our bunny.” The alpha’s pout caused you to giggle but Seungmin felt otherwise as he quickly sat up and pulled you into his lap protectively with arms wrapped securely around your waist. “I knew her before any of you so I have the right to hog her all I want.” He pouted, chin resting on your shoulder. From the other side of the room Minho scoffed loudly, eyes rolling as he made his way over to where you were both sitting. “You seem to forget how you treated her like absolute shit for the first…hmm I don’t know- month she was here? Your rights were revoked then and there.” He crossed his arms over his chest, raising an eyebrow at the beta and you could feel the tension building rapidly. “Woah woah let’s all take a deep breath I’m a person not a toy you guys can fight over.” You huffed a bit, patting Seungmin’s hands that held you close to him before standing up and straightening your clothes that had rumpled slightly when he had pulled you into his lap. “Besides, you guys need to go work with your social media manager now so I’m gonna go head out and meet with stay. Behave.” You pointed a finger at the three men currently around you before giving a nod to Chan and a soft smile.

After your departure from the green room Seungmin pouted, curling in on himself as he sulked. “You didn’t have to bring that up again, Minho hyung…I’ve apologized and we’ve moved past it.” Minho sighed, sitting down beside the younger member and placing a hand on his leg in what he hoped was a comforting manner. “I know, pup…I’m sorry- I shouldn’t have said that.” The beta huffed a bit but moved to curl into the alpha’s side regardless, scenting Minho a bit as his own anxiety and frustration from earlier melted away.

While the members were inside filming TikTok challenges with other idols and taking behind the scenes photos for their instagrams, you made your way outside to where fans were waiting eagerly for the boys to come out so that they could maybe get a glimpse of them or a cute interaction if they were lucky. Once they spotted you, the boys trusted assistant and rumored member of their pack, chaos erupted as your name was screamed out in an attempt to get your attention.

Ever since your departure with the group to the Met Gala, dressed to match the members rather than the rest of their staff, fans had come to form somewhat of a parasocial relationship with you in extension to the members of Stray Kids. It helped that you were also not one to shy away from them, not having the same restrictions as the boys did when it came to responding to comments or doing as you were now…meeting with them face to face unplanned and taking pictures or gifts and letters to bring back to the boys. Stays generally seemed to have an appreciation for your bond with the members, and your willingness to bend the rules a bit to give them more access to them with the boys approval of course. You never shared anything that could get them in trouble, or that they didn’t want to be shared with fans, always running your responses to comments by Chan and any member it involved before posting them to protect their privacy as much as they desired and to not cause any issues like when you had lashed out at the paparazzi. Speaking of, the company had somehow swept the situation under the rug completely. You weren’t sure if they were paid off or threatened with legal action for somehow sneaking past lines to get back stage where they shouldn’t have had access, but regardless you were grateful they did so even if it was more for the image of Stray Kids rather than your own.

You took a couple selfies with stay that asked for it, still as shocked as the first time it happened that they wanted anything like that from someone who wasn’t an idol or even someone of higher importance like a producer or songwriter. The smile you held was genuine as you accepted a few gifts from stays as well, little charm bracelets or stuffed animals, sometimes letters. “I promise I’ll get this to them when we are back at the dorms.” You told them as you gave a thumbs up and carefully tucked the items into your tote bag so no managers would see and try to confiscate them before the boys got them.

Waving your goodbyes, you made your way over to where the boys and other staff were now exiting the building and loading up into the two cars that would take you all back to the dorm. “You feeling better, Minnie?” You asked softly as you took your seat beside him in the middle row of the second car. “Mhm, a lot better now.” He said simply, taking your hand into his own and giving it a little squeeze.

Back at the dorm, you immediately began passing out the gifts from stay to the respective members. When you approached Chan where he was going through his laptop bag at the kitchen table a wide smile broke out on his face. “Bunny! Got something for me there?” He nodded to the letter and small crocheted wolfchan in your hands and you nodded with a bright smile mirroring his own. “As a matter of fact I do! From stay, of course.” You held the gifts out to him but he simply took them and placed them on the table beside his bag before wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you closer. “Always taking such good care of us and stay.” He murmured, pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head. You let out a giggle, eyebrow raised at him. “Thank you?” Chan hummed, sniffing lightly at your hair before placing yet another kiss there. “Did you use Ayen’s shampoo again?” This caused you to snort out a laugh, pulling back from him slightly. “Yeah, why? Do you like it?” You swore something in his eyes darkened for a moment but his face was relaxed in a lazy smile and he nodded to your question. “I do, you should use it more often. It goes with your natural scent really well.” With that his face nuzzled into the crook of your neck as he began scenting you gently at first, but soon started to place slow kisses to the column of your neck. “Chan-“ you started, but were interrupted by a low growl from behind you. “Can you two get a room or something?” The hair on the back of your neck stood on end and you felt a chill go down your spine at the tone in the alpha’s voice, Minho having walked in and caught the both of you. Chan pulled away sheepishly with the tips of his ears burning a bright red. “Just needed to scent Bun after being around everyone at the broadcast station-“ The oldest defended, collecting his things quickly before retreating to his room, but not without one last longing look thrown your way that had the second eldest scoffing.

You eyed the alpha curiously, watching as he made his way to the fridge and grabbed himself a bottled water. He had clearly just finished showering with his hair damp and face bare of the makeup he had worn earlier for the performance. “You okay Min? You look a little-“ before you could finish your sentence he snapped, not even sparing you a glance as he brushed past you and back towards his own room. “I’m fine.” You sighed, arms crossing over your chest as you began following after him. “Minho don’t be like that…you know you can tell me when something is bothering you.” He ignores you, practically slamming the door to his room in your face before you could follow and attempt to interrogate him even further. “Well okay then-“ You couldn’t help but scoff, turning to leave when suddenly a hand shot out from behind and wrapped around your wrist. “Wait-“ Minho had cracked the door open just enough to stick his arm through and stop you from leaving. You rolled your eyes before turning back to face him. “So now you wanna talk?” He frowned, eyes downcast as he gently tugged you into his room. Once the door was closed and you both were safely inside he just stood in front of you while you once again crossed your arms over your chest. “Well, I’m waiting.” You heard him let out a little whimper, like a child being scolded, before taking a deep breath. “I’m sorry for shutting you out…will you please stay with me and maybe watch a movie?” His request had you fighting off a smile and failing, nudging his shoulder lightly as you passed by him and threw yourself onto his bed. “Thought you’d never ask!” You called to him from where you were currently burrowing under his comforter until only your head from the eyes up was visible. Minho swallowed hard, giving you a small smirk before joining you and booting up the projector above his bed that he would use as his tv in his room.

He had picked something random, not really paying attention as his eyes kept drifting to where you sat curled up beside him. Minho licked his lower lip anxiously, a habit he had picked up from Jisung, before wrapping his arm around your waist to pull you closer to him. You rested your head on his shoulder as you watched the movie, the smell of warm salted caramel swirling around your senses as you leaned into him more comfortably.

The alpha swallowed hard, your own sweet citrus washing over him mixed with the sweet florals of the shampoo you had borrowed from their youngest. Before he could take hold of his impulses he was leaning down to place soft kisses to the back of your neck. A giggle bubbled up from your chest as his hot breath fanned across your skin. His kisses didn’t stop there, having to tilt your head slightly as they trailed from behind your neck to the side where your scent glands were. “Min, you’re missing the best parts-“ You started to giggle again until suddenly you found yourself with your back pressed flat to his mattress, the alpha hovering over you as his kisses were mixed with little nipping bites to your neck as well. “M-Minho?” You stuttered a bit as one of his hands began rubbing your hip gently. It wasn’t until he left a rather harsh bite just below your scent gland that you placed the palms of your hands against his chest and pushed him back away from you. Minho went with no resistance, leaving you breathless still laying back against his bed while he sat in front of you with his eyes turned down and away from you. You could tell from the slightly burnt smell tainting his usually sweet scent that something was wrong and immediately sat up and moved to place a hand on his arm. “Min what was all that-“ He was quick to pull away from your attempted touch, curling in on himself on the farthest part of the bed without actually getting off of it.

You sat back with your legs folded underneath you, pulse still racing as you waited patiently, for what you didn’t know. You half expected Minho to bolt out of the room like a startled cat yet instead he spoke up softly. “Why not me…” Blinking a few times as confusion flooded your expression, you watched him carefully before responding. “Why not you? What do you mean?”

He took a deep shaky breath before speaking up again, this time a little more audibly. “Back at the hotel…when you came to see me- you kissed me back, didn’t you? I thought- I don’t know maybe there was something there…but then you slept with Chan hyung.” Your eyes widened and you went to deny it, though you weren’t sure why, but he stopped you. “Don’t. We all know you did…you don’t think we couldn’t smell it on you for like a week? And the way he’s been acting towards you after that-“ Minho ran a hand through his hair before looking down at his lap where his other hand worried away at the hem of his shirt. “I just- You kissed me back but didn’t want to go any further….just sleep. But with Chan it’s okay to go further? I get it- you know if you like him….if you wanna be with him- but I thought there was something between us too.”

You frowned, moving towards him slowly until you were close enough to pull his hands into your own. “Minho….look at me-“ he refused, immediately shaking his head with his gaze still stuck looking towards his lap. “Minho, please just look at me?” At your pleading he slowly raised his head and you saw the tears threatening to spill behind his eyes. “That night when you kissed me…I didn’t want intimacy- just your comfort. Chan was- that was a completely different situation than what had happened between us.” Your words didn’t seem to help as his scent soured even more. “I did kiss you back, though. Because I like you and I liked kissing you. In the right situation I would have let things go further, it just wasn’t the time…” the alpha sniffled a bit, holding your gaze as he seemed to be trying to decipher if your words were true or not before finally responding. “Then why not now? Is now not the time either? Will there ever be a time? You say you like me but it doesn’t feel like it…ever since you and Seungmin made up the connection we used to have feels like it’s more and more distant.” Your frown only deepened at that and you pulled him closer, burying your face in the crook of his neck gently despite the burnt scent he was giving off making you somewhat nauseous. “You and I will always have a connection that no one else will have. I understand you’ve been feeling neglected and maybe a bit jealous but sex isn’t the way to fix that.” You could feel his once tense body slowly relaxing against your own as you continued. “I’m not saying I don’t want you. The opposite, really…you mean too much to me to just fuck you in a whim.” That caused the alpha to snort out a laugh, shaking his head as he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you closer. “Language.” He teased, placing a kiss to the top of your head before flopping back down on the bed with you still held against him causing you to let out a little yelp of surprise followed by a giggle. “Lee Minho, you mean so much to me. There is no need to be jealous of anyone else when you were the friend I needed when I first came here, supporting and taking care of me like no one else did in the beginning. Even now.” This seemed to dispel the last of the lingering bitterness he felt, but the cherry on top was when you pulled away just enough to plant a gentle kiss to his lips before cuddling back up against him comfortably. “Now can we please finish the movie? And rewind it! I was really invested before you tried to maul me.” Even though Minho was blushing furiously he acted nonchalant, scoffing and rolling his eyes as he grabbed the remote and did as you had instructed. “Yeah yeah, whatever you say cutie.” You both relaxed into a comfortable silence, the only sound in the room was the movie you were watching though now you were the one not paying attention as you let the sound of his gentle heartbeat lull you to sleep in his arms.

It was three weeks later and things seemed to mellow out slowly. Yours and Minhos bond had grown stronger after your talk, his jealousy fully dissipating replaced with playful teasing towards Chan any time he clung to your side like a love sick school boy. Speaking of the alpha leader, his not so subtle advances and affection had all but stopped as preparations for their tour ramped up and new songs and choreographies had to be created, learned, and recorded. You practically had to drag him from the studio most nights and tuck him into bed yourself to make sure he stayed there and didn’t try to go back to working. Everything seemed to be running smoothly, though there was some mild stress regarding the impending concert. You were all on your way back to the company after attending a few different schedules and once you exited the van you noticed a group of about twenty or so stays crowded outside who started calling out to you the second you were spotted. “Hey guys I think I’m gonna go say hi.” You called out to the group as everyone gathered their things and started to get out themselves. “Okay just meet us inside when you’re done?” Chan said with a smile, pressing a kiss to your temple before you headed off towards the fans calling for you.

When you reached the crowd you followed the same routine as usual- accepting gifts and letters from the stays on the members’ behalf and even taking a few selfies while chatting with them and making small talk like asking how they have been and if they are eating well. Things were going smoothly until you got to a particular girl with a tiny wolfchan plush hooked onto her bag dressed in the cutest little crocheted outfit. “Hi! I love your wolfcha-“ You didn’t get a chance to finish as she swung with her right hand, the sharp acrylic nails she wore ripping into the delicate flesh of your cheek before her left hand grabbed a fist full of your hair and pulled until she was inches from your face. “You disgusting ugly bitch!” She screeched, her grip on your hair tightening causing you to let out a yelp in pain. “How dare you steal Channie oppa from me you slut!” You winced, feeling the warm trickle of blood slowly dripping down the side of your face from where you had been scratched. “What do you have to say for yourself?! You stole Channie oppa from me and you have nothing to say for yourself?!?”

Hearing the commotion from the crowd, the boys all whipped around to see what was going on only to watch as one of their supposed fans yanked you around by your hair while screaming obscenely only a few inches from your face. Seungmin was instantly bolting towards you with Chan only a foot behind and the other quickly falling into step as well until their managers and one of their bodyguards blocking their path. “What the fuck are you doing get out of our way!” Seungmin barked at them, trying to shove past but to no avail. Chan and Minho, on the other hand, had to be physically held back as they attempted to get to where you were still being attacked.

With your hair still held in her fist and the barrage of insults never ending all you could do was stand there and take it, eyes squeezed shut as you tried to withstand the sharp pain in your face and scalp. “You really have nothing to say?! Speak, bitch!” You took a deep breath, eyes opening slowly to meet her furious gaze before looking to the fans beside her watching in horror with cellphones out recording the attack. “Did you get all that on video?” You asked through gritted teeth. The poor girl you spoke to nodded, her hands shaking slightly as she didn’t know what to do and was afraid to act lest she be the next target of the crazed fangirl. You couldn’t help but smirk a bit, eyes falling back on the girl in front of you just as the bodyguard not actively holding back the members came and pried her off of you. “I’ll see you in court.” You spoke calmly, voice almost icy cold with how void of emotion it was before turning and walking towards the building as if your hair was not a tangled mess and the side of your face wasn’t still painted red.

The boys stopped their fight to get to you, watching slightly dumbfounded as you made your way past them nonchalantly and into the jyp building. They all looked to each other before quickly following after you, finding you already waiting by the elevator to head up to their practice room. Seungmin was by your side in the blink of an eye, a hand gently placed on your lower back as his other hand cupped the uninjured side of your face. “Bunny are you okay- oh my god…” The beta gasped when he saw the full extent of your injuries. “I’m fine, Minnie. Let’s just get up to the practice room, yeah?” You give him a small smile, a sharp stinging causing you to wince from contracting the muscles in your injured face. With the elevator finally opening, you make your way inside quickly and they all follow suit silently but with so many questions swarming in their minds.

By the time everyone is upstairs and in the practice room all hell seems to break loose. The members are surrounding you, checking over you frantically. Some are cursing about the girl who had hurt you and the managers for holding them back from helping you sooner, Felix in particular is so angry his face is red and there are tears of frustration spilling down his freckled cheeks. You are trying your best to reassure them everything is fine when you feel a hand wrap around your wrist and pull you away from them. You turn to find the owner of that string grip to see Chan standing there with a storm brewing behind his eyes.

His brows are furrowed tightly and his nostril flared a bit, you can’t help but freeze. “Channie I-“ you start, worried this will be a repeat of last time you had gotten into a fight until he is pulling you to his chest and holding you firmly against him. “I’m so proud of you- you are incredible, you know that? You stayed so calm- you….you did better than I would have, better than I did.” You turn to look up at him confused, desperately attempting to not stain his shirt with blood. “I wanted to rip her head off- I wanted to get to you so badly but you handled it all so well. The managers are holding everyone downstairs until the police come for questioning and then we will need to meet with them too.” At his constant praise you feel your heart swell and tears brim in your eyes. Chan leans down and leaves a gentle kiss to your forehead just before one of the staff approaches you with a first aid kit.

He reluctantly lets you go, the alpha still hovering near by but it’s Seungmin who lets out a little growl when the staff starts to inspect your wound. “Give me that.” He practically snarls, all but ripping the kit from their hands before intertwining your fingers and dragging you out of the practice room with calls of protest from the other members yet no one stops you.

Seungmin takes you down the hall to the bathroom and locks the door with the both of you inside so you are completely alone. “Come here, I gotta clean you up first.” He commands but there isn’t much force behind his words. You move towards the counter where he stood but before you can get a glimpse of yourself in the mirror he is turning you around and lifting you up to help you sit atop the counter facing him. “Seungmin I can do it-“ you attempt to get down but he steps up closer between your legs before you can. “Let me, please?” You whine a bit, not able to say no to the soft pleading look he is giving you as he takes a few paper towels and wets them in the sink until they are damp. “Okay…I trust you.” He smiles and you feel like your heart skips a beat. Suddenly you are eight years old again pining after the cute boy from choir who you consider your best and only friend, suddenly you feel like you can’t breathe properly when he gets inches from your face and begins to gently pat away the blood from your wounds. When you wince he pauses briefly, his free hand moving to rest on your upper arm and the warmth from his touch causes your breath to hitch slightly. “You could have fought back, you know…not even Chan hyung would have faulted you for that.” His face is so stoic, hyper focused on the task of cleaning and patching you up and you can’t help but take this opportunity to admire him up close. “You may not have faulted me but the fans might disagree. It was better to just….let it happen and take legal action after.” He huffs a bit, shaking his head as he finally finishes cleaning the wound. The beta tosses the bloody paper towels into the trash before pulling an antibiotic cream out of the kit to carefully apply to the cuts. “Your safety is more important to me than stays feelings.” You frown, staring into his eyes but he refuses to meet you there, trying to stay focused but you cup his face in your hands until you can bring him to meet your gaze. “Kim Seungmin don’t say stuff like that. You love stay so much, of course their feelings are important to you.” He’s quick to respond, and the look on his face gives away that it was so quick he couldn’t stop himself and think his words through fully. “Not as much as I love you.” His tone was a bit exasperated, eyes wide as if he was trying to defend you from yourself but the second you both realize what he said you both freeze.

You both stay like that for a moment, silence surrounding you like a heavy weighted blanket until you feel yourself moving forward to press your lips against his own. You feel him hesitate and it causes you to panic and begin pulling away only for him to place a hand on the nape of your neck to hold you still as he presses forward to prolong the kiss. It’s so sweet, gentle…everything you hoped it would be since you were a child. When the two of you pull away slightly breathless he rests his forehead against your own. “I’ve wanted that for over a decade, you know…” His eyes widen a bit but then he’s chuckling, shaking his head as he pulls back further so he can finish dressing your wound. “I hope it lived up to your expectations?” The beta is trying desperately to act nonchalant but the reddened tips of his ears and his slightly shaking hands give him away. “More than, I’d say- Minnie…” Seungmin shakes his head, applying the antibiotic some more before adding gauze and medical tape to your cheek. “Let me finish.” You pout a bit, but allow him to finish as he had requested. However, you thought he meant finish with the bandages when he really meant his confession. “I’m not…good with this- I don’t think I realized how much I cared about you until recently…but I fear I am stupidly and hopelessly in love with you. I’d- I wanna take you on a date, if that’s okay…?” You can’t help but blink a few times, looking up at him in a daze before nodding enthusiastically with a soft blush flooding your cheeks. “I would like that a lot, Seungmin. But first…I think you should kiss me again.” This causes the beta to falter a bit, dropping the tape in his hands haphazardly into the first aid kit before you are pulling him back to you by fist fulls of his shirt.

You both kiss lazily, sweetly, for what felt like an eternity before making your way back to the practice room. Your hands held together in a way that feels right, a comfortable silence between the two of you as Seungmin grins from ear to ear unable to relax his face for even a second. Despite it all, everything was still going smoothly….at least for now.

author’s note; aaahhhh finally!!! Sorry I have been gone for soooo long life has been kicking my ass- but it feels good to be back! I hope you all enjoyed this chapter as much as I did writing it~ pls as always your feedback and reactions mean the world to me so lmk what you think!! ᕱᕱ₊˚⊹♡

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