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hyuckles-chuckles · 6 years ago

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the note you left with your favourite choker — d. kyungsoo

you and your group of friends all go to a halloween party. you thought you were going to be the only wearing a mask that covers the upper part of your face — what you didn’t expect was to be completely head-over-heels for the guy wearing a mask that covered half of his face with the luscious lips.

pairing ; do kyungsoo x fem!reader

other character(s) ; irene bae, kang seulgi, oh sehun, zhang yixing with mentions of kim minseok and byun baekhyun · seulgi x sehun

genre ; fluff, smut, strangers-to-lovers!au · word count ; 6.9k · rating ; 18+ · warning(s) ; drinking, swearing, sexual content (m oral, protected sex)

request ; “Can i request a scenario for Kyungsoo please? The plot is what if he met this girl on halloween masquerade party, they have a one night stand but that girl leaving her necklace on the nightstand with a message “return the necklace to me please” with her phone number on it, after that is up to you hehehe thank you very much hope my plot doesnt confuse you ps add smut please if you like hehehe thank you” by @akutagawahakuryuunosuke !!

a/n ; HAPPY HALLOWEEN EVERYBODY!! i’ve changed the request a teeny tiny bit but it’s still halloween and y/n and ksoo are wearing masks as if they were invited to a masquerade party:))) also this is first time smut so please be aware of that when reading it o_o

“Seulgi! Have you seen my choker?!” you yelled into your shared apartment with your friends Seulgi and Irene.

“Um,” you heard Seulgi from her room, “no? Have you asked Irene?”

You walked to her room, to reply to her question. “Nope, but I guess that’s where I was going next Seulgi.”

She stuck her tongue at you for your childish answer. You just laughed as you walked to Irene’s room.

“Irene, have you seen my — Irene!” you shouted when you saw your favourite choker about to be laid on her neck. “That’s my favourite choker and you took it without my permission!” you exclaimed.

Irene just sighed, her shoulders sagging in the process. “Come on (Y/N)! You wear this choker every year for Halloween — I don’t know how but you always do. Let me just wear it once, please.”

“No,” you deadpanned. “I wear it every year for a reason, now may I please have it back?”

Irene just rolled her eyes as she gave your choker back to you.

“Why do you wear it every year (Y/N)?” you heard Seulgi ask as she made her way into Irene’s room; the ‘make-up room’ as you and your roommates would call it when getting ready for a party.

“That is a good question Seulgi. And the answer is that I get lucky every time I wear it with a costume.”

You heard a gasp come from both girls, followed by a laugh from Seulgi — but not from Irene. In the midst of Irene’s gasp she managed to ruin the lipstick she was applying to her lips, at least it made sense with her vampire attire.

“You wear that for what reason?” she asked you.

“To get luck—”

“I know what she said Seulgi, it was a rhetorical question,” Irene interrupted her. She then got up from her place on the floor to stand in front of you with her hands on your shoulders. “(Y/N), men ain’t shit.”

“Irene, I know. But Halloween is a different—”

“(Y/N), men ain’t shit. It doesn’t matter the circumstance like holidays or whatever — men ain’t shit.”

“Yes mom,” you mumbled as you made your way to your make-up station in Irene’s room.

“Except for Sehun, right?” you heard Seulgi from her station.

You and Irene shared a look before breaking into a smile and tiny giggles. Seulgi didn’t seem to find it funny.

“You guys!” Seulgi said as she got up, making her diy Wanda crown bounce furiously on top of head. “Sehun isn’t like that!”

“Yes, Seulgi. Sehun isn’t like that,” Irene told her. “He hasn’t been like that since you started dating him.”

“Yeah, Seulgi, Sehun liked you so much that he changed for the better and therefore is not shit,” you continued, making Seulgi sit back down in her spot with a smile on her face.

You all then did the remainder of your make-up in somewhat silence, for there was music in the background and when a particular song came on at least one of you would start singing the words silently.

“Hey Seulgi,” you said after you contoured your face perfectly.

“Uh huh,” she said as she was applying her mascara.

“How did Sehun find out about this party?”

“He told me that he found out via one of his classmates Baekhyun. Do you two know Baekhyun?”

“Ugh,” Irene said with scowl placed on her fanged lips, “yes. He’s this guy in my chemistry class. Always loud, always annoying, always asking every girl out. I don’t like him.”

“He can’t be that bad,” you informed Irene. “Is he at least cute?”

“Unfortunately; yes,” she confirmed your suspicion.

“Anyway,” Seulgi said as she changed the subject, “Baekhyun told Sehun about the party and said he can bring whoever he wants — whoever being the three of us. It’s like at this bar that some of their friends rented out for the night or something. That’s all Sehun told me.”

“That sounds cool,” you heard Irene murmur monotonously as she was painting bloodstains in her general mouth area.

You got up from your make-up station with your make-up bag clutched in your hand to look at yourself in the mirror that Irene was using to apply hers.

“That’s hot,” she said with a smirk on her face as she eyed you up and down from where she sat. You heard Seulgi whistle from her corner of the room.

You started to whine at their actions. “You two shut up,” you said as you laughed. “My costume isn’t even finished yet!”

Seulgi lightly nudged you with her elbow. “Then go get your final touch so we can look at you in awe.”

“Okay, I’ll be right back,” you said as you walked out of Irene’s room to yours.

You found what you were looking for; your masquerade mask. It didn’t originally come with your Latin styled dance dress, so you had to find one to complete the costume you had in mind.

Your dress was a dark red that ended at your left mid-thigh and then extended to your right mid-calf with ruffles on the end. There was a lacy part at your mid-riff and also on your sleeves until they ended at your wrist. Your choker – that was on your neck and not Irene’s – complemented another one of your Halloween costumes. And the final touch was your red and gold mask that covered your forehead, your eyes and your nose.

You were finally ready for the party.

You walked back into Irene’s room to see that she and Seulgi were also done with their costumes. Irene was wearing a maroon dress with a flowy skirt and a black cape to perfect her vampire look, fangs and all. Seulgi was wearing a yellow crop top that showed off shoulders and a pair of black skinny jeans with fairy wings to be the Wanda to Sehun’s Cosmo.

“You covered your face?” Irene asked. “Good idea,” she joked.

“Well, I think her choker better complements her costume than yours, Irene,” Seulgi defended you.

You shrugged your shoulders. “What can I say Seulgi? It’s luck—”

“(Y/N),” Irene interrupted you. “Promise me you won’t just sleep with anyone.”

You were about to counter act her statement, say that she has no right in telling you what to do. But then you thought about you last Halloweens. How you always had to leave in a hurry and do the November 1st walk of shame.

So you agreed with her.

“Fine,” you sighed. “Let’s just take selfie and get to this lame party.”

The three of you were almost at the party; the Uber driving taking the fastest route possible.

You hear Seulgi’s phone go off. She quickly went to read the message and reply.

“It was Sehun,” she confirmed the thoughts of both you and Irene. “He asked where we are so I told him that we’ll be there soon.”

“Okay,” Irene said. “Now, rules. (Y/N), what’s your rule?” she asked as she turned around to face you from the front passenger seat.

You looked out the window as to not see her face. “I don’t know,” you mumbled.

“’I don’t know’ my butt! We,” she motioned with her arms to the three of us, “are not going to sleep with any guys. That’s the only rule for tonight.”

“Ahem,” Seulgi fake coughed into her hand, which spurred some laughter in the car.

“Unless it’s with our boyfriends — but please refrain from doing that because he’s loud.”

Seulgi gasped as loud as the music that could be heard in the distance of the car — must be the party. “You guys can hear us!”

“Oh Seulgi, say my name,” Irene said in a low voice to replicate Sehun’s to confirm Seulgi’s thoughts.

“Oh no, stop,” she grimaced.

“Oh, yes Sehun!” you carried on with the act with an impression of Seulgi. “Right there!”

“Oh, shut up, at least I’m getting some,” Seulgi said in annoyance, but it was heard on deaf ears as you and Irene were already laughing at your little act.

Before Seulgi could end the laughter, the Uber driver stopped in front of the party venue. You all got out after you said thanks and gave him a tip for his travels and you waved him off as he drove away.

“Seulgi, girls!” you heard a man say happily from behind you. It was Sehun.

He lifted Seulgi into his arms as he hugged her. “Where have you been? They wouldn’t let me in without a costume or I’d have to work the whole party.”

“That’s your fault for leaving your stuff at our apartment. With that being said, here’s the rest of you costume,” Seulgi said as she handed him his wand and his floating crown. Cosmo was definitely one of the easiest costumes to concoct.

Sehun then turned to the three of you when he put the crown on his head. “How do I look ladies?”

“You look odd,” Irene laughed.

“Hey, that’s not nice. Seulgi, Irene is bullying me,” Sehun complained.

“Sehun, the show’s called The Fairly Oddparents, she was technically giving you a complement,” you told him matter of factly.

Sehun furrowed his eyebrows — the way that Seulgi would gush over for hours on end. “I thought the show was called The Fairy Godparents.”

Irene placed her head in her hands, shaking it ever so slightly.

“Oh, Sehun,” you sighed as you made your way to the entrance of the party.

Irene made her way next to you as Seulgi was dragging Sehun to keep with the two of you. You came to the entrance that was being guarded by a guy from your English class. You think his name was Minseok.

“I told you Minseok that I had a costume,” you heard Sehun say from behind you.

Minseok just rolled his eyes. “This isn’t fair, I came dressed like a security guard for the party and then they make me play the part.”

“Don’t worry Minseok, when I leave I’ll bring you candy,” you reassured him.

Minseok squinted at you in the dim light. “Is that (Y/N)? Great costume, I barely recognised you.”

“Thanks,” you smiled as you walked into the party with your group.

You got to the party just in time. People were dancing as they had already gotten something to drink. The lighting was perfection as were the Halloween decorations. You could tell that this bar was rented and not just some lame Halloween bar that anyone could go into on such a night.

“Oh, (Y/N), before I forget. There was a guy who was also wearing a mask,” Sehun told you as the four of you were about to split into two different groups.

“Really?” Irene asked. “Another person who’s afraid of showing their face to the public?”

You pushed Irene slightly. “Who are they?”

“I don’t know,” Sehun shrugged. “I just know that he’s dressed as the Phantom.”

“Anyway, see you two later!” Seulgi shouted over the blaring of the music. “Sehun and I are going to make out somewhere!”

“Really?” was all you heard from Sehun as Seulgi dragged him to the middle of the dance floor.

You and Irene laughed at Sehun’s childish ways.

“So,” you motioned to Irene, “what are we going to do now?”

“I was thinking. We get some drinks, and then go dance. You in?”

You took her hand in yours and walked to the bar. “You’re my other half, you know that right?”

She laughed with you as you both took a seat at the bar.

“Mr Bartender!” you both shouted over the music to be heard.

There was a thump from underneath you, followed by a small ‘Ow’. When the two of you looked over the bar you could see the bartender, realising that it was only his first day, being one of the few who didn’t bring a good enough costume.

“Yixing,” you heard Irene whine. “How did you get into this mess?”

Yixing rose up from the floor, holding his head. “They told me it was a dress up party,” he motioned to the dapper jacket, “so I dressed up.”

“Oh, Yixing,” you cooed. “You’re such a sweetheart.”

His little dimple showed as he smiled at your words. “Thanks, now, what could I get you ladies?”

You and Irene had danced for hours on end, with the exception of talking to friends from class and getting a drink from Yixing once in a while. After about one in the morning you both decided that you were both too tired to dance anymore and decided to sit at the bar and keep Yixing company — you also sneaked outside to give Minseok some candy as promised.

“I still don’t understand,” Yixing was going on for the umpteenth time, “how I can barely recognise you with that mask and your costume on (Y/N).”

“Maybe it’s because you’ve been at the bar the whole night, Xing,” you teased as you took a sip from your drink.

“But in his defence,” Irene stated, “a lot of people haven’t recognised at all.”

You flipped your hair. “I guess I’m just the best at Halloween.”

You heard groans from your friends, you just laughed in response.

Then somebody caught your eye; a guy in a mask. Not your usual mask like Pennywise or Scream, the mask Sehun told you about from the beginning of the evening; the Phantom of the Opera.

The Phantom also turned to see you looking at him. You gave him a smile and a wave to which he returned the favour of a smile.

Irene caught your attention before you could go up and talk to him.

“Who are you waving at?” she asked as she turned around to see the Phantom, but his face was buried in his phone.

“I just waved to the Phantom over there,” you said. “That’s the guy Sehun was telling me about earlier.”

“Ah, yes,” Irene remembered the conversation from earlier that evening. “The mask dweller.”

But before she could say anything, a guy dressed as a police man walked up to your group and started to speak.

“Oh no,” you heard Irene mumble before he said anything.

“Hey Bae, fancy seeing you here,” said the police man.

“Baekhyun,” Irene frowned as she silently gave you the name of the police man (who was indeed extremely cute), “just because my name is Bae does not mean you get to call me that. Everyone in this universe knows exactly what you’re talking about when you call me ‘Bae’.”

“Come on, you know I don’t mean it like that Irene,” Baekhyun continued.

Irene got up. “You’re insufferable,” she told Baekhyun. “I’m going to the bathroom,” she told you. “You can finish my drink.”

Then she left you with Yixing and Baekhyun — who soon followed her after he had finished her drink.

“The bathroom? Count me in Bae,” he said as he followed Irene to wherever she was going.

“Looks like it’s just me and you, Xing,” you said to him with a wink.

He looked over your shoulder with a small smile. “Not for long,” he said as he walked to the other side of the bar.

“What?” you said before you got tapped on your shoulder to be face-to-face with the Phantom.

“Is this seat taken?” the Phantom asked motioning to the stool that was previously sat on by Irene.

You were too dazed to answer his question right away. With his hair styled back and sleek it’s as if he just stepped out of the 1920s with his masquerade outfit. His little cape that laid across his shoulders over his three-piece suit was just the perfect size for him. But his lips — oh god. These lips must’ve been carved out by angels themselves with how lush and full they looked.

Before you started to look borderline crazy with your staring, you replied to the Phantom. “It was, but I don’t think she’ll be coming here anytime soon.”

“I’m the Phantom,” he said. “Who might you be?”

“I’m the Dancer,” you replied with a dancing gesture with your hand.

He smiled the cutest of smiles you had ever seen. “Really? You’re not going to tell me your name?”

You looked up to the ceiling, thinking if you were actually going to do that. “Yes,” you said with a laugh.

“Fine,” the Phantom said. “Then I’m not obligated to give you mine.”

“That seems fair,” you whispered to him.

“So,” you continued your little conversation, “are you any good at singing? Are you as the good as the original Phantom?”

“No,” he said shyly, which mad you feel bad. “I think I’m better,” he said with a grin.

You gasped, pushing his shoulder. “You almost made me feel bad for you!”

“Do you still feel bad for me?” he asked you innocently.

“No,” you stated simply.

“Why not?” he pouted, making his lips look even better.

“Because, I’m going to buy you a drink,” you said while motioning Yixing over. “Yixing this is my friend, the Phantom. I am the Dancer. Please give us a round of your finest beverage,” you said whilst laughing.

“Okay, Dancer,” he said while getting you two a beer, the only drink available for the evening since Yixing was the bartender.

“So,” the Phantom said after he took a swig from his beer, “how do you know Irene?”

Nobody really could tell who you were with this mask on, then again, you couldn’t tell who the guy was right in front of you with the mask on.

“I can’t say, you’ll probably know who I am if I spill,” you said as you tapped your beer bottle with your finger. “How do you know Irene?”

The Phantom smiled, oh you loved it when he smiled. “I actually don’t. Before coming over here I texted my friend to get rid of her, then he told me her name was Irene and I was grateful that I did.”

You gave a confused smile. “Why were you grateful that you sent Irene away with your friend Baekhyun?”

The Phantom took another sip of his beer. “Because she’s Irene “Men Ain’t Shit” Bae that’s why.”

You laughed so hard at what he called Irene because it was so accurate.

“That was such an accurate depiction of Irene, wow,” you said with tears on the verge of coming out of your eyes.

With the mention of Irene you remembered your promise to her and to yourself; no guys tonight. Which made you quite sad because you actually liked this guy. He wasn’t like the others where you knew it would be a fling. This guy seemed like he could be a good one.

Over the course of two beers, you and the Phantom had gotten to know each other somewhat well. To keep your identities a secret you omitted some information that would be crucial. But as the clock was about to strike two you got a message from Irene.

bae™ [01:57am]: We should get going babe, it’s getting late

bae™ [01:58am]: Plus Sehun’s crying into Seulgi’s shoulder because somebody broke his crown lol

bae™ [01:58am]: You have to see it

You were about to tell the Phantom you were going to leave soon, when he excused himself to go to the bathroom. That’s when your brilliant plan struck you.

(Y/N) [01:58am]: i’ll be out there soon, keep sehun crying lmao

(Y/N) [01:58am]: take pics too;)

“Xing!” you screamed across the bar.

Yixing made his way towards you. “Where’d your Phantom go?”

“He went to the bathroom, I need a pen and paper stat,” you ordered while he got what you wanted.

Dear Phantom,

I had to leave urgently, my friend’s boyfriend was crying so I had to see it in person because it was over something so dumb. I’ll tell you later about it

Anyway, this is my favourite choker. I’m leaving it with you and my number because I trust you and I like you. We can make plans for when I can get it and maybe we can hang out sometime ;)

Anyway, from your favourite dancer,

The Dancer (+82 45 5318 5341)

Then you took off you choker and poked a hole in the note to stick the choker inside of it.

“Yixing,” you said to get his attention once again.

“Yes (Y/N)?” he asked.

“I need you to give this to the Phantom. I have to go home now and this has my number on it with my choker, please give it to him.”

Yixing smiled while he took the note and the choker from you. “You must really like him.”

You nodded. “I guess,” you said before greeting him good-bye.

You managed to steal a whole bag of candy to give to Minseok from the snack table, to which he was very happy about.

You met up with Irene, Seulgi and Sehun — who was all better now to your disappointment — to wait for your next Uber to take the four of you to your apartment.

“What took you so long?” Irene asked as she put her arms around you.

“I was writing a note,” you answered.

“You wrote a note?” Sehun asked, obviously drunk from the party. “Who writes notes these days? Why didn’t you just text this person?”

“Sehunnie,” you said as you pinched his cheek, “how must I text this person if I was giving them my number on the note?”

Sehun looked confused, he was thinking really hard about what you had said. “Oh,” he said once he figured it out.

The three of you laughed at his drunken state as your Uber pulled up to pick you up. Irene took her spot in the front, you got in the back, followed by Seulgi and then Sehun.

“How was Baekhyun?” you asked Irene.

She groaned in response. “That guy cannot take no for an answer. I swear I’m going to smack him on the head one of these days.”

You laughed as you felt your phone vibrate in your sling bag.

You got a message. From an unknown number. Normally you would be alarmed, but with the Phantom in mind you opened your messages.

UNKNOWN NUMBER [02:07am]: You’re sneaky

(Y/N) [02:07am]: what can i say? you took too long, my friends were waiting for me

While you waited for him to reply to you, you quickly changed his name from UNKNOWN NUMBER to the cute phantom because that’s all he was to you for the time being.

the cute phantom [02:11am]: Well I’m sorry that I ran into Baekhyun telling me all about how Irene was all over him

(Y/N) [02:12am]: don’t listen to him, he’s full of shit

the cute phantom [02:12am]: Trust me, I wasn’t

the cute phantom [02:13am]: So, when do you want your choker back? It looks really special

(Y/N) [02:13am]: the sooner the better pleeeeeeease

He was typing for three minutes straight before he finally messaged you back.

the cute phantom [02:16am]: How about Friday? We can talk where and what time during the week, but you’ll get your beloved choker on Friday

(Y/N) [02:17am]: it’s a date, phantom;)

(Y/N) [10:34am]: remember to bring your mask when you leave for the café

the cute phantom [10:36am]: I don’t understand why I must bring the mask if we’re going to see each other for lunch

(Y/N) [10:37am]: how must i know it’s you if you’re not wearing the mask??

the cute phantom [10:38am]: Because you’re not dumb and you could tell by my physique that I am the ‘cute’ phantom

(Y/N) [10:38am]: if you don’t think that i think that i’m dumb then you obviously don’t know me at all

(Y/N) [10:38am]: and what do you mean by ‘cute’? you are cute!!

the cute phantom [10:39am]: Haha, I’ll see you at lunch later

You and the Phantom spoke every day since the Halloween party leading up to your little date at the café for lunch today. You were so excited to see him again, you even had all of your friends groaning every time your phone vibrated with a message from him.

On the day after the party you and the Phantom spoke throughout the course of the day, which alarmed Irene because you had only met each other just a few hours ago. She would recite her mantra to you “men ain’t shit” throughout the whole day, only to realise that this guy was special to you so she quickly stopped the next day.

However, Seulgi and Sehun would talk about you and the Phantom non-stop.

“When are you seeing this guy again?” Sehun asked you at breakfast when you ended your chat with the Phantom.

“Today for lunch,” you answered simply as to not show them how excited you really were.

“You see what she’s doing there, Sehun?” Seulgi asked him. “She’s doing her thing where she acts like she’s not excited about her date so we don’t tease her. She’s wrong of course,” she said with a laugh.

You threw a dishcloth at her. “So what if I’m excited? I like this guy.”

Irene rolled her eyes. “You don’t even know his name (Y/N). You just call him the Phantom.”

You threw another dishcloth at Irene. “That doesn’t matter, I know everything else about him and that’s all that matters.”

“Yeah,” Sehun mumbled as he ate his cereal.

“See, Sehun’s my only friend in this apartment,” you said as you hugged him from behind.

“Yeah, you’re all just jealous that she’s getting dick tonight and none of you are.”

The three of you gasped in shock and started hitting Sehun with the many dishcloths in your kitchen.

“Hey!” Sehun shouted. “I’m trying to eat my cereal!”

Irene had the last word with a flick to his head. “Then don’t say dumb shit at breakfast.”

Sehun opened his arms for Seulgi to sit in his lap. “Seulgi, Irene is bullying me.”

She sat down gently on his lap. “I know baby, but you deserved it this time.”

You and Irene made gagging noises as you poured yourself some water.

“You two are so cheesy it makes me want to throw up,” Irene said to them.

“Well then you better throw up now because if you’re sleeping over at my place that means there’s a lot more where this came from,” Sehun said with a smirk plastered on his face.

You groaned. “Why are you all leaving the apartment? Do you think I can’t control myself?”

A unanimous “Yes” was heard from your friends followed by a gasp from you – and then laughter from said friends.

“Listen (Y/N),” Irene said once the laughter had died down, “we love you and know you. And even though it is technically your first date with this guy, I want you to make good choices. And if you make a choice that I wouldn’t like, I don’t really want to be here for it.”

Your jaw dropped at her words. Seulgi and Sehun just burst into another series of laughter.

“Oh!” you were at a loss for words. “Everyone, just shut up! I’m going to get ready now and if you guys are still laughing I’m going to be very angry and I’m going to move out!” you shouted as you walked to your room.

“Who are you going to move in with?!” Sehun yelled from the kitchen. “Your Phantom boyfriend?!”

You chose to ignore him, it would just make him feel better if you replied to him. So you decided to get ready for your shower, put on your favourite coffee date outfit and do a natural make-up look. By the time you were done you had about 20 minutes until you had to be at the café and your friends were just about to leave to go to Sehun’s.

“Enjoy your sleepover,” you said as they were leaving. “I wish I could join you.”

“Why? So you could see more of me?” Sehun asked as he pulled Seulgi and Irene closer to him.

“No, you have good food there and I would like to eat of it. I would actually prefer if you weren’t there but we can’t always get what we want.”

Sehun rolled his eyes and chose to ignore you.

“Okay, we’re leaving now,” Irene said as she was out of the door. “Make good choices please.”

“Like sucking dick,” Sehun offered. “That’s a good choice.”

The only response he got was a smack to his chest from both sides.

“Ow! I’m just trying to be funny!” Sehun whined.

“Yeah, trying,” Irene said as she walked to the staircase, Sehun following her and telling her how funny he is.

That just left you and Seulgi. She gave you quick hug while whispering, “Suck his dick.”

You just stood there in your door way wondering what had gotten into Seulgi. She must be spending too much time with Sehun. You just laughed it off and got your jacket to leave for the café.

You’re in walking distance to the café so you had a few minutes to spare. While you wait for the Phantom you order yourself a chocolate mocha to keep you company. When you sat down with your mocha you put your mask on your face, as to keep your identity hidden if he were to come into the café.

You felt people staring at you — probably because of your choice of attire.

“I’m just meeting somebody here,” you announced to the café. But nobody took note of you , they just went back to their coffee and so did you.

As you are about to get your phone to tell the Phantom that you’re at the café, you hear the bell attached to the front door chime, followed by a grunt and the door closing shut.

You smile, recognising the physique of the Phantom from the door. He turned around to face you with his mask on, obviously freaking out to put his mask on earlier.

He walked over to the table you were sitting.

“Really?” he opened with as he took the seat across from you .

“What?” you asked in confusion, raising your brow in the process.

“You had to sit so that the front door was in your vision,” he stated.

You smiled at him. “This is where I usually sit. I like sitting here, thank you very much.”

He smiled back at you, then looked down at your coffee. “I see you didn’t order me a coffee. Now I’m sad.”

You raised your hand to stop him from speaking. “Just chill, okay. Wait a few seconds.”

He opened his mouth, but the barista at the counter interrupted him. “An Americano for… the Phantom?”

You laughed silently behind your hand as the Phantom had to walk up to the counter to retrieve his drink.

“You know it was Halloween earlier this week, right?” the barista asked him.

He looked the barista in the eye. “You think I’d willingly do this to myself. It was all her doing,” he said as he pointed at you.

You gave the barista a little wave and a giggle as the Phantom returned to your table for two.

“So, when are we going to take off these masks? I feel like an idiot,” he confessed.

“We can do it now,” you said as you untied your mask from the back of your head and took it off from your face.

“I’m (Y/N),” you said as you extended your hand across the table.

He took your hand in his and shook. “I’m Kyungsoo,” he said as he took off his mask to reveal the other half of his perfect face with his other hand.

“Wow,” you said quietly as you stared into your drink, ready to take a sip.

“You could say that again,” Kyungsoo said as he took a sip of his own beverage.

“Wow,” you repeated, slightly louder, causing him to laugh at you repeating the word.

“You didn’t have to repeat that,” Kyungsoo said with a roll of his eyes followed by a chuckle.

“I know I didn’t have to, but I finally got the last piece of the puzzle today let me be happy okay,” you said with a hint of laughter to your words.

Kyungsoo nodded in agreement. “It is nice to finally put a name and a face to the girl I’ve been talking to, (Y/N),” he said as he raised his coffee mug in the air.

“Right back at you, Kyungsoo,” you said with a clink of your mugs.

You and Kyungsoo stayed inside of the café and talked for hours before they informed you that they were closing soon.

“Have we really been here for five hours?” Kyungsoo asked you as you both exited the café.

“I would assume so, they did kick us out,” you teased him.

You slowly walked in the direction of your apartment, Kyungsoo catching up and taking your hand into his, causing you to feel warm all over.

“So, where to next?” Kyungsoo asked as you were still walking in the direction of your apartment.

“Um, I’m walking to my apartment. Where would you like to go?”

“I think your apartment is a great destination,” Kyungsoo confirmed as you eagerly led the way.

He held your hand all the way to your apartment building, all the way up the stairs and to your floor and he only let go of it when you looked for your keys in your purse but instead placed it on your lower back as you both walked in.

“This is my home!” you announced as you took off your jacket and shoes, motioning for Kyungsoo to do as you did.

“Your place is really nice,” Kyungsoo said out loud.

“Yeah, Irene likes to keep it clean,” you responded.

Kyungsoo smiled at you. “Yeah, I remember.”

You don’t know what was wrong with you. You spent the entire week messaging Kyungsoo and calling him when you couldn’t type anymore. You just spent the last five hours talking to him about absolute nonsense. Why couldn’t you say anything right now?

“Oh,” Kyungsoo said, “I almost forgot about this.”

He walked over to his jacket to retrieve something; your choker.

You let out a nervous laugh. “Really?”

“What?” he asked with a smile.

“You’ve had that the entire time we’ve been together and only think of now to give it to me,” you said as you walked over to him.

“Well you didn’t exactly give me the chance, you wouldn’t stop talking about this dog you saw outside of your class that one time.”

You gasped. “That was a cute dog, Kyungsoo!” you said as you pushed his shoulder lightly, keeping your hand there for quite some time.

You were both just staring at each other in the comfortable silence. Him being this close just felt so right.

“Lift your hair up for me,” he whispered, you felt his breath tickle your nose as he spoke to you.

“Why?” you said with a grin as you lifted your hair to reveal your neck.

He ignored your question and just got straight to putting your choker on your neck. Only, he didn’t move behind you to do it as it would normally be done. He stepped closer to you and looked over your shoulder to make sure that the latch was attached to the right loop.

“Just as I remember,” he said as he looked down at you when the choker was on your neck. “Perfect.”

And at that moment you kissed him; there wasn’t a better moment to do so. You felt him kiss you back after a few seconds and you smiled before pulling away from his lips.

“That was nice,” you said after a moment of silence.

Kyungsoo smirked. “But not as nice as this,” he said before he pushed you to the nearest wall and placed his lips on top of yours , only this time it was a little bit aggressive.

You felt Kyungsoo’s hands on your face as he brought your face closer to his. You felt his tongue across your lips, asking for permission to enter, which you allowed with the opening of your mouth. Kyungsoo tasted bittersweet; the bitterness came from the coffee he had consumed and the sweetness from the brownie the two of you shared sometime that evening. You could also feel him growing harder by the minute.

You whined in frustration as he stopped the kiss abruptly. “Which room is your bedroom?” he asked hastily.

You grabbed his hand and led him to your room as he kissed the side of your neck. When you reached your bedroom and the door was shut, he took off your shirt.

“Wow,” he muttered as he looked at you.

You took this opportunity to discard Kyungsoo of his shirt. “I could say the same to you.”

But before Kyungsoo could do anything, you sprang into action and took off his pants and sat him down on the bed as you knelt in front of him.

You could see the slight blush across Kyungsoo’s cheeks. “You don’t have to do this (Y/N).”

You knelt up to be face-to-face with him. “I want to do this,” you said millimetres from his lips. You pressed a soft kiss to his lips before you focused on the bulge in his underwear.

He lifted his legs so that you could release him from his underwear. When it was off and on your bedroom floor, his manhood bounced to his stomach, making him groan in relief.

You moved your hand to his head, lubricating him with his own pre-cum. His hands were behind him on your bed — keeping him up right — and his head was tilted back. His face was pure bliss when you started jerking your hand up and down on his member.

Before he even knew it, your lips were kissing his head and he let out a moan of satisfaction.

“You know (Y/N),” Kyungsoo said in between grunts. “I’ve been thinking about us like this for the entire week.”

You hummed against him, exerting another moan from him, this time you looked up at him as you bobbed your head up and down. He couldn’t take it anymore.

He lifted your head to bring to his face as he kissed you hard. He made you lie at the head of your bed as he kissed you all over.

“I’ll be back,” he said in between kisses behind your ear. “I have to get my condom from my jacket. You better be ready for me when I get back.”

You quickly discarded your pants and your panties at the same time as soon as he left. Then you unclasped your bra just as Kyungsoo walked into the room. You let it drop to the floor as he gawked at you from the doorway.

“You are a beauty,” he said as he made his way in front of you, tearing the wrapping off of the condom and placing it on himself with a groan.

He laid you down once more, his face millimetres from yours.

“Are you sure about this?” Kyungsoo asked before anything could happen.

You held his face in your hands. “Kyungsoo, I’ve been thinking of this moment with you since the minute I left that party.”

Kyungsoo smiled as he kissed you, you tangled your hands into his hair. And then you felt him at your entrance, pushing slowly into you.

You opened your mouth in the shape of an O as he started thrusting into you. It’s like the two of you were made for each other. You two just instantly clicked; from the moment you met, to the texts, to this moment right now.

You could feel him hitting your g-spot. “Kyungsoo! Right there!”

He nodded into your chest as he hit the same spot over and over while he kissed and licked at your nipples.

“Are you feeling good, baby?” Kyungsoo asked in your ear.

“Yes,” you repeated like a mantra in his ear. You could feel him smiling as he bit down onto your ear gently.

“Are you close?”

“Y-yes Kyungsoo!”

He left the crook of your neck to look into your face — your blissed out face. “Then let’s finish together, okay?”

You nodded vigorously as Kyungsoo knelt down to kiss you once again passionately, contradicting to how he was moving down there, going faster with each thrust.

It didn’t take long before you both finished, Kyungsoo thrusting into you slowly until you put a hand on his shoulder, silently asking him to stop. He slowly slid out of you and left to clean himself and you up. He then climbed into your bed and you followed suit.

He hugged you from behind, kissing your shoulder. “Explain to me why we didn’t do this in the first place?” Kyungsoo asked, curiosity finally getting the better of him.

You exhaled as you held onto his hand at your stomach. “I promised Irene I wouldn’t sleep with anyone that night. Biggest mistake, am I right?”

“You most definitely are right,” Kyungsoo said as he traced patterns on your stomach, causing you to squirm slightly.

“And what’s so special about this choker? I mean you look good in it, but why is it so special?”

You turned around to look him in the eye.

“Would you like to know why?” you said with a smirk.

“Um, yeah,” he laughed. “I just asked you why.”

You took off your choker to put on your nightstand. “It helps me get lucky.”

Kyungsoo let out the biggest laugh for your reasoning of why your choker was your favourite one.

“I would say no way,” Kyungsoo started, pausing to kiss you softly, “but you just got lucky, and I can’t argue with that logic.”

thanks so much for reading!! remember that this is my first time writing smut and i don’t think that i’m good at writing such genre yet so just keep that in mind, thaaaanks:)

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