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[princessleechan]

special treatment (m) - chapter 8

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🖊️Chapter tags: MDNI, DATES ARE VERY IMPORTANT FOR PACING AND COHESION OF THE STORY, mentions of drinking, office au, secretary au, misunderstandings, mentions of insecurity and harrassment, virgin!au, one sided rivalry, grump x sunshine, grump!reader, shy sunshine!mingyu, ceo appearance, some Mingyu bullying, coworker banter

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[princessleechan]

special treatment (m) - chapter 7

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🖊️Chapter tags: MDNI, DATES ARE VERY IMPORTANT FOR PACING AND COHESION OF THE STORY, mentions of drinking, office au, secretary au, misunderstandings, mentions of insecurity and harrassment, virgin!au, one sided rivalry, grump x sunshine, grump!reader, shy sunshine!mingyu, coffee treats, progress, life updates

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[princessleechan]

special treatment (m) - a miniseries masterlist

🖊️synopsis: Mingyu does what he can in the background, and he prefers it that way. But it's hard to do that when you, someone who's worked there longer and harder than he ever has, is breathing down his neck about every single task. He can only imagine how you'd react to how he got his position. 🖊️pairing: secretary!mingyu x f!secretary!reader 🖊️ genre: romcom, smut towards the end 🖊️ series tags: MDNI, TIME STAMPS ARE IMPORTANT FOR COHESION AND UNDERSTANDING THE PACE, office au, secretary au, misunderstandings, mentions of insecurity and harrassment, virgin!au, one sided rivalry, grump x sunshine, grump!reader, shy sunshine!mingyu, eventual smut 🖊️status: ONGOING 🖊️started: Nov 28 and every Thursday and Friday at 6pm cst 🖊️Tag list: please reply to this post, send an ask, or dm to get updated

Profiles

Chapters...

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

[princessleechan]

can you do a more nsfw version of the prompt you just did of accident sending a message to the wrong member (eg accidentally sending a steamy pic/nude to another member), obv only if you’re comfortable with it

Seventeen react to you accidentally sending a spicy pic to the wrong member

Warning: suggestive

[princessleechan]

choi seungcheol must die masterlist

📌synopsis: Mingyu wasn't the one with his heart broken. It was his little sister. And Seokmin's older sister. And Chan's best friend. Choi Seungcheol is a menace to society and needs to be put down. Immediately. The sure fire way to do it is to give him a taste of his own medicine: break his heart. 📌pairing: fem!reader x ??? (seungcheol, mingyu, seokmin, chan) 📌genre: slight angst, romance, humor, eventual smut 📌series tags: 18+ only, SMAU, inspired by “John tucker must die”, John tucker!seungcheol, college au, revenge fic, tags will vary from chapter 📌status: COMPLETED WITH BONUSES TO COME 📌started: oct 6th, 2023 - feb 18, 2024 📌Tag list: please reply to this post, send an ask, or dm to get updated

Profiles #1, #2, #3

Act I :

1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10

Act II :

11 | 12 | 13+bonus written scene | 14+bonus written scene | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24 | 25

Act III

26 | 27 | 28 | 29 written scene | 30+bonus written scene(18+) | 31 | 32 | 33 | 34 | 35 | 36 | 37

Epilogue

Bonus:

[princessleechan]

special treatment (m) - chapter 1

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🖊️Chapter tags:MDNI, office au, secretary au, misunderstandings, mentions of insecurity and harrassment, virgin!au, one sided rivalry, grump x sunshine, grump!reader, shy sunshine!mingyu, intimidated!mingyu, intimidating!reader, obvious friction

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[princessleechan]

“special treatment” Profiles

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🖊️synopsis: Mingyu does what he can in the background, and he prefers it that way. But it's hard to do that when you, someone who's worked there longer and harder than he ever has, is breathing down his neck about every single task. He can only imagine how you'd react to how he got his position.

🖊️pairing: secretary!mingyu x f!secretary!reader

🖊️ genre: romcom, smut towards the end

🖊️ series tags: office au, secretary au, misunderstandings, mentions of insecurity and harrassment, virgin!au, one sided rivalry, grump x sunshine, grump!reader, shy sunshine!mingyu, chapter tags will vary

🖊️Tag list: @tomodachiii @odevote118 @minwonwoozi @ateez-atiny380 @chisskaa @ninigyuuu @bemybabiibish @blaycke

🖋️Y/n (reader): Loyal executive secretary to CEO of health and wellness company, Power Dominance. One of two executives recipes that has spent several years dedicating their youth to the company, hoping to climb the ranks for higher position and takes their job very seriously. Very detail oriented, hardworking, and does not tolerate anything less, and it explains why Mingyu has become the bane of their existence. 🖋️Mingyu: The other executive secretary to CEO of Power Dominance of two months with almost no prior experience. A very professional and reserved worker lacking tact when it comes to his new working environment, solely due to the fact with how it’s apparent you don’t like him and maybe something else. Holds a secret that he wishes not to expose to any of his coworkers, especially you, and just hopes he grows up to be less of a screw up. 🖋️CEO Kim Jaejoon: CEO of the century-old health and wellness company Power Dominance, he is a middle-aged man in his 50s with a sharp eye for business. You know only as much about him as he chooses to reveal. A straightforward boss, he favors both of his secretaries, though in very different ways.

[princessleechan]

special treatment (m) - chapter 3

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🖊️Chapter tags: MDNI, DATES ARE VERY IMPORTANT FOR PACING AND COHESION OF THE STORY, mentions of drinking to the point of blacking out, fast paced, office au, secretary au, misunderstandings, mentions of insecurity and harrassment, virgin!au, one sided rivalry, grump x sunshine, grump!reader, shy sunshine!mingyu, an inside to Mingyu and his friendships, a club scene, an unwanted unexpected encounter

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[princessleechan]

special treatment (m) - chapter 2

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🖊️Chapter tags: MDNI, mentions of drinking, office au, secretary au, misunderstandings, mentions of insecurity and harrassment, virgin!au, one sided rivalry, grump x sunshine, grump!reader, shy sunshine!mingyu, an inside to Mingyu and his friendships

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[princessleechan]

Seventeen reacts to you feeling insecure about having curly hair

Seventeen reacts to you feeling insecure about having curly hair

Warning: mentions of insecurities, and doubts of self image, can be triggering to some

[princessleechan]

Ooh didn't know it was still going on!! so what aboutt svt reacting to you editing them to look bad in a pic (prank)

svt reacting to you editing them to look bad in a pic

A/n: Idk why this took so long i need to do more of these enjoy!

[princessleechan]

special treatment (m) - chapter 4 + written chapter

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🖊️Chapter tags: MDNI, DATES ARE VERY IMPORTANT FOR PACING AND COHESION OF THE STORY, mentions of drinking, mention of p*king, office au, secretary au, misunderstandings, mentions of insecurity and harrassment, virgin!au, one sided rivalry, grump x sunshine, grump!reader, shy sunshine!mingyu, more misunderstandings, a big fucking mess, and a bad birthday for Mingyu probably

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Their laughter rang out again, louder this time, as if deliberately mocking you. Every obnoxious chuckle, every smug nudge and playful elbow towards each other drove a spike deeper into your patience. The absurdity of it all—this ridiculous gathering, the smug arrogance radiating from Mingyu and his group of hooligans—it was insufferable. Enough was enough. It was about time you put an end to it.

Fueled by a heady cocktail of audacity and something that you may have randomly picked up on the bar, you pushed yourself to your feet. The room tilted sideways as you stumbled forward, having you moved methodically, carefully as the drinks you’d thrown back earlier take control of your senses. Despite that, you moved, weaving through the crowd as someone who had long since left their sense of self-preservation at the bar. Your finger shot out as you approached, shaking but pointed directly at your target.

“You…” The word barely made it past your lips, thick and tangled as if it was marinating on the base of your tongue.

Mingyu’s eyes landed on you, his brows arching in exaggerated surprise. Slowly, he rose from his lounge chair, his towering frame casual but alert, knowing he was bound to cross paths with you tonight one way or the another. “Hey. Small world,” he greeted with a stiff grin. “You having fun tonight?”

Your vision tunneled, your pulse pounding so hard it seemed to drown out the noise around you. “Oh, you entitled motherfuckers,” you spat.

“Uh, sorry?” Mingyu’s voice wavered slightly, confusion flickering in his expression. He squinted at you, thinking about what could’ve set you off. Maybe it was the alcohol muddling his thoughts, or maybe he had actually done something wrong and had not realized.

“You,” you said again, your tone a low growl as you took another step closer, your gaze boring into his. “Kim, you’ve got some fucking nerve.”

Mingyu held up his hands, palms out, an awkward smile plastered on his face as he took a cautious step forward. “Hey, hey, let’s take it easy. Whatever’s going on, we can fix it, okay? Just tell me what I did—what we did—and I’ll make it right.”

You scoffed, your lips curling into a bitter smile. Glancing back at the onlookers who had paused their conversations to watch the spectacle, you arched a brow as if to say, Can you believe this guy?

“You think because you come from money, you’re better than everyone else?” you hissed, turning your attention back to Mingyu.

“What? No, of course not!” Mingyu’s tone was defensive, his confusion deepening. He was starting to realize you must’ve overheard something—something you clearly took the wrong way, though he couldn’t piece together what. His mind raced, desperately trying to figure out how to defuse the somehow quickly escalating situation. “Look, if this is about what we were saying earlier—”

“Everything is just perfect in your perfect little world, isn’t it?” you snapped, cutting him off. Before he could respond, you launched yourself at him, your weight throwing him off balance as your fists clung to the front of his shirt.

“Whoa—hey!” Mingyu stumbled, his hands instinctively moving to steady you, gripping your waist to keep you from toppling over. “Please, I don’t even know what you’re saying. Let’s just—let’s get you some water, yeah? Maybe find your friends, or—”

“No!” Your voice rose, shaking as you clawed at his shirt again, your grip stubborn. “F-fucking jerks, all of you—”

And then it happened. One moment, you were mid-rant, your words slurring together as you tried to explain whatever drunken logic had brought you here. The next, your stomach lurched violently, and before either of you could react, you vomited all over him.

The room seemed to go silent for a beat, save for the muffled sound of your retching and Mingyu’s horrified gasp. For a second, neither of you moved, frozen in a lapse of mutual disbelief.

One moment, you’d been ready to confront Mingyu—the coworker you work in very close proximity with who you decided deserved to be on the other end of your wrath, and the next, your upchucked cherry shots and overpriced nachos was dripping from his very nice shirt.

[princessleechan]

special treatment (m) - chapter 5 + written chapter

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🖊️Chapter tags: MDNI, DATES ARE VERY IMPORTANT FOR PACING AND COHESION OF THE STORY, mentions of drinking, office au, secretary au, misunderstandings, mentions of insecurity and harrassment, virgin!au, one sided rivalry, grump x sunshine, grump!reader, shy sunshine!mingyu, an awakward day back at work, some confrontation, the truth??

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You tapped your foot impatiently on the steps, arms crossed as you waited for Mingyu in the stairwell, safely tucked away from any prying eyes. If you’d had even the slightest clue of what would unfold that Saturday night, you would’ve stayed home without a second thought. No amount of free shots could ever be worth the sheer, deafening humiliation you’d endured and in front of your coworker no less.

The door creaked open, and Mingyu stepped through, his broad frame blocking it as he eased it shut behind him. His gaze flickered to you briefly before dropping to the floor, his hands smoothing the wrinkles on his shirt with nervously, as he stiffly placed them to his sides. Clearing his throat, he offered a careful, “Thank you for agreeing to speak with me.”

Without a word, you held up your phone to pull up an app. “I’m putting a timer on this mess. Three…two—”

“Okay, okay, one second!” he stammered, panic flashing across his face.

“—One. Go.”

“Okay, look,” Mingyu began, his voice unsteady, talking at a thousand words a minute. “I’m not sure what you overheard that night. Frankly, a lot happened that I don’t even remember, and I don’t blame you for not even remembering, but I just—I want to say what you do remember—please, please don’t tell anyone. Nobody in the office knows.”

“What?” You crossed your arms, leaning against the wall as you regarded him with a raised brow. “That you’re a Nepo baby? That the only reason you got this job fresh out of college is because of your connections? Oh, please—it all makes perfect sense.”

“It’s not like that,” he tried explaining, tension in his voice rising.

“Then what is it like, Mingyu?” you pressed.

He swallowed hard, his gaze darting around the stairwell that was looking like a tempting escape. “I…I was offered the privilege of an interview, okay? I took it, and Mr. Kim gave me the job.”

You let out a dry, humorless laugh. “Ha! Yeah, your kind, sweet uncle Kim Jaejoong, huh?”

“Just—just promise me you won’t tell anyone,” he blurted, his voice bordering on desperation. “And I mean anyone.”

“Why?” you demanded, no signs of mercy as you narrowed your eyes. “Why does it matter so much?”

“Because,” he said, his voice cracking slightly, the quiver of his lips visible as he spoke, “I just…I want to work here without everyone treating me differently. I just want to work here without anyone watching out for me because I’m the boss’s nephew.”

“Well, shouldn’t they?” you shot back, tilting your head.

“No!” he said quickly, shaking his head, his panic palpable now. “It doesn’t change anything. I’m serious about this job—I’m trying to do it right. I just want to work quietly and end my day. That’s it.”

You leaned back crossing your arms, scanning him from head to toe, wondering how you hadn’t considered the idea of him coming from money before. For one, he was incredibly good looking—as many of them are—and he was dressed nice, too nicely. Off the rack perhaps and something you can get a a Macy’s department store at a quick glance, but the more you looked it the more you noticed how it was fitted to him like a glove. Accentuating his long and lanky stature as his dress shirt—although wrinkled and worn in—was a nice material and complimentary color. He embodied the look of old money, and you were too scornful of the sudden decision to allocate work with someone new to notice.

Your eyes flickered up at him, doubtful. “Really?”

“Really,” he insisted, his voice quieter now., his gaze dipping to the floor, bowing his head. “You don’t have to believe me. I doubt you even like me now—if you didn’t already—but please, just keep this between us.”

You stared at him for a long moment, watching as he shifted on his feet, him overtook with anxiety, how it flushed it skin, beading sweat down his face, made his hands shake, made his throat shift. Finally, you sighed, the tension in your chest easing just slightly. “Fine. It’d be too much of a hassle dealing with the fallout anyway.”

“Thank you,” Mingyu says, breathing out a sigh of relief, hoping this sensation is a lasting feeling.

As the two of you stood side by side in a silence, that awkward air that used to suffocate Mingyu and irritate you had strangely become lighter. More bearable than it had been this morning. “Now,” you began to speak up. “Let me ask you something.”

“Anything,” Mingyu replied earnestly.

Your body conveyed a certain caution, teh kind that made your cross arms cross over your whole chest in a self-embrace, as if to soothe yourself while your expression tried remaining cool. “…How exactly bad was I?

He hesitated, rubbing the back of his neck as a sheepish smile spread across his face. “Honest answer?” He asked, already confirming your suspicions.

You sighed, cringing as you shut your eyes tight, and your hand shot up to run over your head in exasperation. “Yeah, I guess.”

“Well…” He glanced at you, thinking about teh words he planned on choosing. “You had a lot to drink. And, uh, a lot to say. But…you didn’t quite manage to say most of it.”

A deep, defeated groan escaped you as you let your back fall flat against the wall. “How humiliating.”

“Hey, everyone has those moments,” he said, his tone soft and reassuring. “It’s okay. But, if you don’t mind me asking…what exactly did you overhear that made you call me and my friends those names?”

You shook your head, frustration flickering across your face. “It’s all a blur. I’m not even sure if it was what you said or how you said it. I just know it pissed me off. Probably something about how this job practically fell into your lap.” You scowled at the memory, the echo of laughter mingling with smug, egoistic banter flashing in your mind. “I don’t know. I really don’t.”

“Well,” he began cautiously, “I’m sorry if I made you feel that way. If there’s anything I can do to close the gap between us—to make things more cordial between us—I would. I will.”

You scoffed, shaking your head. “That’s not necessary. Just do your job. Double-check your work when you need to. If you don’t understand something, ask—but don’t depend on me to clean up your messes. If you’re as qualified as you and your uncle claim you are, then prove it with your work ethic.”

“Yes, ma’am,” he replied quickly, nodding.

You could see the optimistic sparkle in his eyes as he looked back at you with a new found respect. You weren’t all buddy-buddy with him just yet, he was still Mingyuseless as far as you could tell, but there was a different air now. One far more comfortable than expected. A camaraderie formed under unfortunate circumstance. Perhaps, one too close to your liking. Well, as long as he didn’t get in the way of work, he’d be fine.

You dusted off your skirt, nodded to yourself satisfied. “Good. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to get to lunch.”

“If it’s not any trouble…” He put you to a halt with his timid approach, “I’d like to buy your lunch today. As a thank-you for agreeing not saying anything about, well, my upbringing.”

You took a moment to consider his offer, the thought of rejecting it briefly crossing your mind before your stomach started to growl, having both of you stare down at the culprit. You shook your head, relenting. “Fine. But as long as you keep doing your work and don’t tell anyone about my behavior that night, we’re good.”

As you make your exit together, Mingyu suddenly remembered something, snapping his fingers in realization. “Wow, I’m surprised we were able to talk about all of that in five minutes.”

“Well, to be honest I forgot about put on the timer, but this was good use of my time, so I allow it, given that my cheese pork katsu is free as promised.”

He smiled. “One free katsu on me it is.”

“Oh, and my jacket,” You added, suddenly remembering, to wanting to lose probably the most expensive piece of clothing you own.

“Dry cleaners,” he answered, promptly. “Also, on me.”

You nod approvingly. “Well, then. Let’s go, and before all the god katsu crispy edges get taken.”

[princessleechan]

special treatment (m) - chapter 6

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🖊️Chapter tags: MDNI, DATES ARE VERY IMPORTANT FOR PACING AND COHESION OF THE STORY, mentions of food, office au, secretary au, misunderstandings, mentions of insecurity and harrassment, virgin!au, one sided rivalry, grump x sunshine, grump!reader, shy sunshine!mingyu, finally some bonding?, skeptic!reader, hope core!mingyu

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[princessleechan]

You’re the man! masterlist

⚽synopsis: After your university cut your soccer team to prioritize the men’s team, it’s natural you have a falling out with your then soccer-star-player boyfriend and impersonate your twin brother at the rival university to play on their men’s team. Wait, it’s not? Oh well.⚽pairing: afab!reader x ot13 (??? Member) ⚽genre: humor, romance, crack, eventual smut ⚽series tags: MDNI, she’s the man au, revenge au???, cross dressing!reader, reader identifies anything but male, sports au, queer themes, university au, love-whatever the fuck kind of shape, tags will vary per chapter ⚽status: COMPLETE ⚽started: April 1st, 2024 - July 31st, 2024 ⚽Tag list: please reply to this post, send an ask, or dm to get updated

Profiles #1, #2, #3

Chapters

| 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 |

| 6 (Written 18+) | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 |

| 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 (written) | 15 |

| 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 (written) |

| 21 | 22 | 23 | 24 | 25 |

| 26 | 27 + .5 | 28 | 29(written) | 30 |

| 31 | 32 | 33 | 34 | 35 |

| 36(written 18+) | 37 | 38 | 39(written) | 40 |

| 41 | 42 | 43 | 44 + .5 |

[princessleechan]

"You're the man!" Chapter 20 Written Chapter

Masterlist

⚽Chapter tags: MDNI, she’s the man au, revenge au???, cross dressing!reader, reader identifies anything but male, sports au, queer themes, university au, love-whatever the fuck kind of shape, the kissing booth scene, some steaming kissing, a good brawl, and someone unexpected, written chapter (2k wc)

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You've gone from arriving at the carnival in a dress and avoiding Melli like she could kill you, to almost exposing yourself to your teammates while changing from the bushes to a moving spinning teacup, and giving Seokmin a well-deserved slap to the face—all without getting caught. You're quite proud of yourself for this feat. Now, all that's left is the kissing booth.

The dreaded kissing booth. Just one more thing to get through.

Meanwhile, Mingyu waited impatiently in line, finally nearing the front, with an anxious bounce in his step. His eyes darted around nervously, and he could feel his heart pounding in his chest. Wonwoo, following behind, adjusted his glasses, let out a smug chuckle, and rested a firm grip on his friend's shoulder. "Down, boy."

Mingyu swatted him away, feeling every bead of sweat trailing down his neck and forehead. He wiped his palms on his jeans, trying to steady his breathing. The anticipation was almost unbearable, and he glanced back at Wonwoo, who seemed annoyingly calm. Mingyu's thoughts raced as he inched closer to the front of the line, his nerves buzzing with every step. “Fuck off. I’m having a mental breakdown.”

“Don’t make it obvious. You’re almost there.”

As the boys continued their conversation, Chae was grappling with customer after customer at the kissing booth. The final one, right before Mingyu, seemed to be taking an eternity. She forced a smile, trying to hide her discomfort as the man—who gave off definite freshman vibes at most—finally pulled away. His breath was a potent blend of turkey leg and popcorn, the greasy aroma clinging to her lips. She could practically feel the butter and salt seeping into her skin, and the lingering taste made her stomach churn in the most foul way.

Suppressing the urge to gag, she discreetly wiped her lips with the back of her hand, desperate for an opening to rinse out her mouth. The thought of that flavor staying with her all night was almost unbearable. She glanced around, hoping for a moment to catch her breath and shake off the unpleasant encounter, while silently praying the next customer would be quicker and less offensive.

“Here you go,” Wonwoo patted the nervous mountain of a man, “You’re finally gonna know what it’s like to suck face with Chae. Your truest most devestating victory. Making you a men amongst…well yourself. Still, an accomplishment nonetheless. And now there’s nothing–”

You hurried towards the booth, the urgency of the moment making your heart race against both speed and time. As you reached Chae, you couldn't help but flash her a kind smile, eager to take over after the marathon you ran. “Hi, I’m here to relieve you!”

The smiles on Wonwoo and Mingyu’s faces faded, and now the pats from the spectacled man felt more apologetic than encouraging. “Or not.”

Chae released a breath of relief. “Oh, thank god. By the way, be careful of the older guy coming up,” she warned, her eyes darting to a silver-haired man a couple of customers behind the line. “He’s chewing on something and I don’t think it’s gum. And for the love of god, don’t even crack your mouth open the slightest bit when you kiss. They’ll take it as an invitation.”

You furrowed your brow slightly. “Noted.”

Before leaving, Chae quietly scrutinized your appearance, her gaze searching for recognition of your features. “Have we met before?”

You chuckled nervously, feeling a knot of apprehension form in your stomach, as you shook your head in denial. “No,” you replied curtly, giving her a reassuring pat on the back before leading her out of the way.

Mingyu trudged towards you, his gaze unwilling to leave Chae’s retreating figure, softly muttering sounds of remorse under his breath. “Just my luck.”

“Oh, sorry,” you replied with a hint of disappointment evident in your tone.

"Oh! Not because of you, because you are..." He stumbled over his words, his gaze lingering on his source of dismay as he drank in the soft contours of your features. Your eyes, gentle and mesmerizing, seemed to dance in the warm sunlight, casting a spell on him. The gentle breeze tousled your hair, effortlessly arranging it in a perfect frame around your face. And your smile, though slightly awkward, possessed its own gentle yet friendly charm. Mingyu felt a flutter in his chest as he struggled to find his breath and he was unsure whether it was because of you or the lingering effects of his crush from before her departure. “You’re… you know…”

"I am?" You responded, slightly confused but perceptive enough to recognize that he was attempting to compliment you in his own boyish manner. "Thanks, I think," you added with a hint of amusement.

"Yeah," Mingyu felt a smile creeping onto his face, "Just know I mean no offense. Not in the slightest."

Wonwoo scoffed, crossing his arms. "No need to flirt, you know," he remarked, his tone tinged with amusement.

"Yeah," an outsider interjected in annoyance, flashing his belt of tickets like a trophy, "It’s not the time to go steady. You paid for your time, so pucker up so the rest of us can too."

Mingyu gritted his teeth as he turned around, his tanned skin flushed with a bright shade of embarrassment. "Why don't you both just chill out?"

Turning back to you, Mingyu cleared his throat. “I guess I should be kissing you now.”

"Right," you chuckled nervously, trying to steady your breathing, feeling a bundle of nerves coiling inside you already. "Here we go."

"Here we go."

It took a moment to find the right head placements, uncertain whether to lean right or left, but as your lips met his, there was no going back. The warmth of his breath against your skin, the softness of his lips, and the subtle tension in the air crackled like a kindling fire. Your eyes instinctively closed, hands finding their place against his forearms as you leaned in deeper, feeling the movement of his luscious lips transporting you to another realm.

When he finally pulled away, you tasted regret lingering between you, sensing his own conflicted emotions. “Okay, I think that’s worth one ticket,” he murmured, his breath fractured against the charged atmosphere.

“No, you've got a few more seconds,” you countered hungrily before eagerly diving in for seconds with even less reluctance.

Your fingertips brushed against the warmth of his cheeks, tracing the rugged contours of his face, as if committing every detail to memory for later satisfaction. Urgently, you pulled him closer, craving the taste of his lips against yours. Meanwhile, his hand claimed your waist possessively, pulling you closer as if afraid to lose the sensation, worried about ever feeling like this again.

At that moment, both of you seemed to devour the heat that the kiss ignited, a primal hunger burning with an intensity neither of you could deny. With each passing second, the world outside ceased to exist, leaving only the two of you locked in a passionate embrace that felt simultaneously fleeting and eternal.

“Hello…” the outsider sounded out. “Get a fucking hotel or something if you’re gonna get your dick wet, dude.”

The kiss ended abruptly with a hand on your shoulder roughly tugging you away from the scene. “Y/n, what the fuck are you doing with this guy?”

Your eyes shot back at Seokmin, catching the flash of anger in his gaze, but you didn't hesitate before firing back, “Hey, I was getting into that!”

“Excuse me, rock for brains. What are you doing making out with my Y/n?” Seokmin's voice dripped with venom and delusion.

Mingyu's eyes blazed with annoyance as he recognized the unwelcome intrusion that was Lee Seokmin. He had encountered the same-aged man more times than he cared to count, recalling their past battles for scholarships, facing off on opposite teams in various games, and every time Seokmin spoke, Mingyu felt himself recoil in disgust from the other's lack of sportsmanship. He wasn't a true soccer player; he merely kicked the ball around and messed about as if it meant nothing. The worst kind of colleague to have, and that was putting lightly.

"Excuse me," you interjected firmly, shoving your ex aside, "I am not yours."

Seokmin scoffed, his demeanor oozing with superiority. “Y/n, I told you your brother was going to the inferior school, and yet you’re macking with their biggest resident douchebags. I am beyond disappointed.”

“What does Yeonam have to do with this?” you asked, your tone tinged with offense at the implication.

Mingyu's gaze shifted toward you, a flicker of surprise lighting up his eyes as he began to piece together the puzzle. “Wait, Yeonam is your brother?” he echoed, comprehension dawning on him. His expression shifted into a mix of confusion and realization, a silent acknowledgment of his misstep evident in his befuddled expression that seemed to say, 'Oh, I fucked up.’

“Now that that’s cleared up, you’re about to get your fucking ass beat,” Seokmin spat.

Mingyu inflated his chest, adopting a confident swagger as he leisurely advanced toward Seokmin, his smug smile stretching across his face like a victorious conqueror. “What are you gonna do? All I need to do is hurl a ball at your nuts, and you’re down, buddy. Tears and everything.”

“That was you?” you exclaimed, now the surprised one.

Seokmin quickly tried to hush you, “Those were not tears! Something got in my eyes when I fell! You better watch yourself, Kim.”

“Or what?” Mingyu challenged, stepping closer, his eyes narrowing with determination.

You rushed to intervene, placing a hand on each of their shoulders. “Guys, this isn’t the place or the time. Let’s just cool down, okay?”

Seokmin's demeanor softened momentarily as he glanced at you. “You’re right, baby…or?”

Without warning, Seokmin swung a fist and landed it squarely on Mingyu's jaw, igniting an all-out brawl. Mingyu stumbled backward, clutching his face in pain as the crowd around them gasped, some even beginning to cheer, adding to the chaotic scene. Quick to recover, Mingyu retaliated, launching himself at Seokmin with a vengeance, delivering a blow to his ribs. You desperately tried to pull them apart, your voice drowned out by the noise of the onlookers.

Meanwhile, their tumultuous scuffle sent them careening from the face painting booth to the popcorn machine, narrowly missing poor Chan who was managing it. In the midst of the chaos, you found yourself tumbling headfirst into an innocuous display of cotton candy, the sticky sweetness clinging to your hair and clothes as you struggled to regain your footing.

As Mingyu and Seokmin continued to grapple with each other, they crashed into a stack of carnival prizes, sending stuffed animals flying in every direction. The crowd erupted in a mix of laughter and shock, drawing more onlookers by the second. Amidst the pandemonium, the distant blare of a security whistle signaled that your time to defuse the situation was running out.

Just as things seemed to spiral further out of control, your mother, the vice head of all things debutante, stepped in to intervene. "Stop it! Stop it! That’s quite enough," she exclaimed, her authoritative voice cutting through the chaos. She addressed you sternly, noting your involvement in the melee. "Y/n, this behavior is unbecoming and inappropriate! All of you! How could you let it get this far?"

Frustration simmered beneath the surface as you scowled, picking bits of food from your dress. Despite the urge to argue back, you held your tongue, unwilling to escalate the situation any further. Instead, you focused on composing yourself, brushing off the crumbs with an air of dignity amidst the carnival mayhem.

“The two of you are to leave the premises at once!” The head lady of the debutante society followed, her voice stern and authoritative as she lectured them like a disappointed parent. As Mingyu and Seokmin were escorted away, the carnival fell into a hushed buzz of gossip, with whispers spreading like wildfire about the dramatic altercation.

Meanwhile, you maneuvered through the crowd, attempting to blend in like a flock of pigeons amidst pedestrians, successfully avoiding the chaotic scene until you collided with a firm, warm body. Startled, you looked up to apologize, but before you could speak, their hand wrapped around your figure, steadying you. Meeting their eyes, you found a mixture of amusement and tenderness.

“Soonyoung,” you breathed out softly.

“There you are. You're here,” he claimed softly, a reassuring smile gracing his lips.

“Yeah, uh, a lot's happened,” you replied, feeling a wave of relief at his presence.

He took your hand, his smile growing wider. “You can tell me all about it once we get out of here.”