The more perfect, delicate, soft and beautiful you look, the stronger the urge I have to devastate you fundamentally. To break you down, turn you from perfect into imperfect, delicate to broken, soft to abused, and beautiful to… well, you’ll still be beautiful. But you’ll be my beautiful.
It’s because you seem so unmarked. Untouched by the world around you, as ephemeral as a cloud, something that is seen, that exists, but is utterly unreachable, unknowable. It’s just a feature that passes through, that you can never truly effect.
Except, well, I can. And because I can, I will, because I can’t stand to see you so unmarked, because I have to leave my own mark, something that leaves you resolutely different. Something other than before. Changed, irreparably.
I don’t want to break you, not really. I just can’t stand to see you quite like that. Not without knowing that, on the inside, you’re so very mine. Marked, and mine.
⇢Patreon oneshotextensionof thisoneshot, but can be read as a stand alone too :)
⇢ Synopsis: Years of rules and fun time between your little trio has led you here: to a cute little church, with one of your boyfriends awaiting for you at the end of the aisle- you and Mingyu always start without Wonwoo, today it’s his turn to start first.
⇢ Pairing: Wonwoo & Mingyu x fem!reader ⇢ Genre: smut, fluff ⇢ Warnings (18+) : pre-wedding shenanigans, oral (f receiving), some dirty talk, dom/sub themes, role changes/shifts, short but fun and a good amount of smutty i think :), etc… ⇢ Word Count: 1.8k - 300 words shown in teaser ⇢ Tropes/AU’s: post collage au, One shot Bonus extension scene, Wedding Day, ‘sleeping with the best man’ trope, etc…
“I don’t care if you are the best man Jeon Wonwoo, you are not coming into this room,” you hear Seungkwan say loudly, and you exchange a look with Hoshi through the bathroom mirror that has your friend sighing and pushing off from the wall where he’d been leaning.
“Do you want us to get rid of him?” Hoshi asks, and you let out a small chuckle at his words. DK, Seungkwan and Hoshi might be many things, but what they are not is: capable of holding off either of your boyfriends, a fact that’s been proven time and time again.
“This is the fourth time he’s knocked on the door,” you muse, returning your eyes to the mirror, watching your makeup artist do the final touches on your look, “maybe we should just let him in.”
“Wouldn’t be the worst idea,” DK says as soon as Hoshi scoffs loudly, and the younger man continues by pointing out: “he’s not even the groom- so, it’s not breaking any traditions-”
“Nothing about any of this is traditional,” comes Boo Seungkwan’s voice, and he appears in the doorway, assessing you with critical eyes before he breaks into a smile, “Mingyu is gonna cry when he sees you.”
“He better,” you laugh, thanking the makeup artist who leaves the bathroom with her makeup kit now that her job is done, allowing you a little more privacy with your friends. “Does anyone have the time?”
“You need to be walking down the aisle in fifteen minutes,” Seungkwan answers without even having to lift up his wrist to check his watch, and you feel extremely happy you chose him to be part of your prep team, he’s on top of everything.
“Okay,” you nod, exiting the bathroom and looking around the empty hotel suite, “that gives me ten minutes-”
“You are not sleeping with Wonwoo before your wedding!” Seungkwan shrieks, chasing after you and throwing his hands in the air.
“You’re right, I’m not, I’m sleeping with the best man before my wedding,” you smirk mischievously and Seungkwan’s eyes nearly pop out of his head.
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slow burn love that happens AFTER rejection is such a… guilty pleasure of mine.
just… the idea that Char A and Char B have already had that conversation between them, and that they’ve already concluded that there would be no potential relationship in their future; only for fate to step in and put them in each other’s lives, one way or the other, so much so that they can’t help but become part of each other’s worlds, their routines.
and then slowly they learn how to know each other, how to be around each other. how to create a reality that exists with the other in it, in every possible future of it. until suddenly they realise the very air they’re breathing is the same air they’re sharing. im fact, at some point they realise that they’ve learned so much of each other, it’s like running fingers along well worn book spines in an ancient library. the knowledge isn’t new, it simply exists.
but the original rejection still stands. the original heartbreak still persists. despite the newfound familiarity, despite the - possible - affection. no matter how close they become, there is always that wedge between them that refuses to go away. that no matter how often they quietly consider the idea of moving forward into something more - that old ache, the old fear keeps holding them back.
they want, despite every reason that held them back before, to be together now - but how can they when they can’t possibly promise they won’t one day reject the other again over the same things? that ever present underlying question; you’ve already hurt me once, how can i trust you won’t hurt me again?
and so they love. and they long. and they learn how to forgive, despite promising to never forget. but will that be enough? will it ever be good enough to love someone with a cautious heart?
bonus points of course, if there was zero physical attraction between Char A and Char B (that possibly even being a reason for the earlier rejection) but then after spending so much time with each other, learning and growing, suddenly they realise that the other is more than beautiful - they’re uniquely them and unlike anyone they’ve ever known. like when i mean zero physical attraction, i mean ZERO, not even an acknowledgement of “they’re kinda cute” just straight up “you’re not my type” - which then becomes not about type, but just… who the other is as a person.
but again, would that be enough? could love really sustain on that if it was never a factor before?
