warning: adult content

6pm

"hey mingi, I'm home!" y/n called as she came through the door. she loved the fact that she could come home to the man she loved every night, and that they had their own privacy and didn't have to share any of their moments with anyone else.

mingi came bounding down the stairs, always excited to see his girlfriend even if she had only been gone a matter of hours. he walked forward to grab her arms and pull her in for a kiss. "good day?" he enquired.

"yeah, pretty good. did you go to your dad's company today?"

"yeah babe" he began as he pulled away from y/n to walk towards the kitchen. "I just got home half an hour ago, but I made us food. hope you were in the mood for spaghetti"

"it smells great mingi" she said as she walked through the kitchen door to be greeted with the strong smell of fresh tomato and basil.

"I hope it tastes okay" he chuckled, walking over to stir the contents of the pan.

"oh by the way..." y/n began cautiously, she had really wanted to go to wooyoung's party but all day had had a nagging feeling of anxiety about the whole thing. she swallowed her doubts and continued, "wooyoung, that's san's friend, well he came by today to invite us to his party. it's on friday - should we go?"

"yeah of course, if it would make you happy, baby"

"would it make you happy?"

"of course babe, it'll be fun" he smiled.

y/n smiled back, feeling content with the decision to inform her boyfriend.

"I think it's ready babe" mingi calls. "let's eat"

10pm

by 10pm y/n had asked mingi if they could head up to bed. she hated being in bed alone and would only ever venture upstairs at night if he came too.

"so this party.. what kind of party is it?" mingi asked.

"just a house party" she replied, not feeling like divulging that it was a party where guys would be looking for a partner.

"that's cool" mingi smiled, "I can't wait to see you all dressed up" he continued as he sat up in order to gain her attention.

without another word, he placed his hand on y/n's waist and pulled her into him before crashing his lips against hers.

after a few seconds he pulled his lips away from her mouth and proceeded to place light but passionate kisses down her cheek and slowly onto her neck.

"mmm, baby girl..." he breathed. before she knew it he had placed himself above her, his legs straddled either side of her petite body. she melted under his touch, holding on to his broad shoulders while he continued to press lustful kisses on her pale neck. as she felt herself becoming lost in the dizziness of the moment, she was quickly brought back to reality with the sweet but painful feeling of mingi leaving a purple mark with his mouth on her once blemish-free skin. she gasped harshly at the bittersweet pleasure, enjoying the feeling but knowing what mingi had intended.

"mingi..." she whispered, half lustful and half cautious.

"you want some more? you're mine princess, and I want everyone to know that"

he continued pressing his mouth against her skin while one hand reached down to the hem of her night dress and slowly began to work it's way up her thigh.

"do you want it, baby?"

she couldn't deny that she did, and the feeling of mingi's fingers caressing her inner thigh made her answer sound like nothing more than a whimper. "yes"

he chuckled, knowing that she couldn't resist him.

"I-I think we should use something though, I missed my pill one day a few weeks ago" she stuttered.

"where's the fun in that, baby girl?" he asked as he positioned himself perfectly above her before rolling down his boxers with a sense of urgency.

"I want to feel you; you belong to me and I want to feel you, yeah?"

the next day

she almost broke the door down upon arriving at work the next day. today was y/n's turn to be late and it was already ten minutes past opening time.

"shit, I'm sorry san"

"don't worry" san called from behind the counter as she hurried inside to hang up her belongings, "we have bigger problems" he continued.

y/n quickly scurried over to where a perplexed san was checking over one of the coffee machines. "what's wrong?" she enquired.

"there's something wrong with this machine" he explained before looking up towards y/n for the first time. at that moment she saw his eyes dart to the purple and red marks on her neck that she'd tried so hard to cover up.

"urm... yeah... we're gonna have to call someone in" he mumbled distantly.

"okay, I'll go search for the number of the repair guy"

"yeah..." he trailed off.

something ever so slightly changed about his disposition. she didn't understand but did know she was embarrassed that the marks were so obvious. she shook away the feeling as san bowed back down to check under the machine and ventured into the back to search for the number.

san seemed pretty quiet for the rest of the day. well, at least for san. he seemed to avoid eye contact with y/n which was very strange for the boy.

what she didn't understand was that the truth was that san couldn't bare to look at the marks left on her neck by the man whose place he wished he was in.

friday evening

the rest of the week seemed to fly by. san had pretty much gone back to normal by the next day which was great as y/n couldn't bare not to see his infectious smile. he'd reminded her as they closed the cafe up early that the party started at 10pm, and that she better not be late.

"I'll need an excuse to get away from woo, he just texted me that he's started drinking already" san informed, rolling his eyes.

"we'll be there, don't worry" she replied.

"are you sure you don't need a ride? I don't think I'll be drinking"

"no don't worry, me and mingi are gonna walk, it isn't far to woo's house from ours', but thanks"

she'd walked home from the cafe wondering why on earth anyone would drive to a party, and then questioning why san wasn't going to be drinking. there was certainly something bothering him recently. she thought about maybe asking him at the party.

it would turn out that she wouldn't get much chance to talk to san at all.