ATEEZ ONE-SHOTS |BXB|

A/F|One Night|Minjong

Requested by anonymous

Waring: doubious consent, non-consensual drugging, mpreg

⊰᯽⊱┈──╌❊ - ❊╌──┈⊰᯽⊱

A

s the loud music of the bar played in the background, the small group of friends gathered around the table, their drinks risen. "On San," Yunho started, nudging their friend from the side, "and his leashed ass," he laughed.

"I'm just getting married-" the soon-to-be husband whined jokingly and downed his drink, "it's not like I will disappear or have no freedom?"

"That's what you said when you and Yeosang got together," Hongjoong commented, "and then you had to ask for permission to go out with us... It was great knowing you, San. I'll come to visit your grave some time."

Jongho leaned back into his seat, the glass of cold water with a lemon slice in his hand. Yunho and he would play chauffeur tonight, not that he complained. Drinking wasn't a big habit of his and he wasn't very lively when drunk anyway. Quietly he watched his friends have their jokes and giggles, now and then laughing with them about embarrassing stories about San.

"Unbelievable, right?" Yunho asked him as the elder sat next to him.

"That he's the first to get married, yeah," the youngest replied and turned his head over to Yunho. "As long as they are happy."

"I'm sure they are... Yeosang just sent me a text," the elder pulled out his phone, "we can do whatever, but no strippers," he chuckled and showed the shirt text of San's soon-to-be husband.

Yeosang was great, he really was. The two had met during the first year of university. What had started as a slight rivalry over years best student, somehow came to turn into a lovely relationship. Thanks to him, their small friend group had grown too. Now, years later Jongho would wonder how it would have been if they hadn't come to be friends with Yeosang. Since he lived quite far away from his family due to school since he was in high school, being a part of San's friend group had eased his homesick heart.

"How unfortunate, I told Mingi to show up prepared," the eldest of the small group commented from Jongho's other side. Hongjoong had a joking smirk on his face as he spoke, "well, no turning back no, ah?"

"What do you mean Mingi will come prepared?" San squeaked, drawing the eldest's attention again.

By the fall of Mingi's name, Jongho automatically searched the tall man in the crowd. He was quite late already. "When did he say he would arrive?" he asked Yunho slightly concerned. "It's so late already."

The elder shrugged his shoulders. "He said he has a late shift at the store today... and if he's going to get done like a stripper as Hongjoong said, I think he will take a while." Yunhi turned back to his phone as it lit up again, announcing another text message. "Ah- okay he just got off the taxi."

And just then Jogho saw black hair with red highlights peak between the people on the dance floor. It was him indeed, approaching their table with all his grace, dressed in tight leather pants and a jacket, surely nothing under. The earrings dangled and sparkled in the rather dim light of the club and Jongho could admit for a second, that yes indeed, he could feel his mouth water. Mingi had always been the friend of the group that was down for whatever fun one had in mind, he would give all of himself to make everyone happy and today he had agreed to crawl out of his comfort zone to brighten the night a little.

"Ayo~ I hope I'm not too late?" he laughed and boldly sat on San's lap, already enjoying his role. "Sannie~ I can't believe you're leaving me to get married~"