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I suppose I should warn you, smut up ahead, but... not really. Or maybe a little. Daddy kink, absolutely!
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Y/N was beyond grateful to be the one to wake up first. The memories of her drunken self immediately hit her, and she did not allow herself to enjoy the warmth of Seonghwas arms for more than a few seconds. She carefully slid out from under the covers and silently sprinted into the bathroom. She took a shower, tried not to think. She managed to get herself dressed before he started to move under the covers. She quickly put on her earrings and went towards the door.
«Good morning,» he said, his voice rough.
«Good morning, Seonghwa.» She didn't turn towards him, her hand was on the door handle.
«What time is it?»
«Almost eight, breakfast any time now.»
«Are you sure you have room for breakfast?»
She turned her head and looked at him, her mouth open. Did she hear that right? Seeing how he tried to stay serious, made her blush furiously, at the same time as she had a hard time not laughing out loud.
«Bye now,» she said and hurried out the door. She heard him call her name before she closed the door, but she couldn't face him. Not now. Actually, not ever.
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At breakfast most of them were in pretty good shape.
«Thank you, Jongho, for hiding the booze,» Yeosang said.
«You're welcome.»
«Hey, that was you?!» Yunho hit Jongho in the arm while everyone else laughed.
Seonghwa came into the kitchen last, was welcomed by everyone, and went to sit by Y/N. She didn't look at him, but she gave him a clean plate and picked up the basket with fresh rolls to offer him.
«Thank you, wifey,» he said, and had the others smiling.
«You're welcome, hubby.» She still didn't look at him, but she tried to act like her usual unbothered self.
«Are you mad at me?» he whispered in her ear, his warm breath tickling her sensitive skin.
She shook her head.
«But you can't look at me?»
She shook her head again, and asked Jongho something to avoid talking to Seonghwa. She felt how warm her skin was from blushing so much.
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They had just started makeup and hair when San and Wooyoung arrived. Everyone wanted to talk to them, congratulate them again og ask if they had a good time. They looked very happy, it was heartwarming. It nearly made Y/N forget how she was feeling.
Most of the day they spent filming with others than their partners, which Y/N was very happy about. Y/N had fun with Hongjoong and Yunho, playing some game on the lawn, where she was loosing spectacularly. Her laughter made everyone else laugh too, they loved her.
After a while their partners also joined the game, surprising the three playing. Y/N was getting better at acting, though, so she had no problem being touchy with him. The makeup hid the blush she could feel on her skin. She pouted as she, once again, lost, and Seonghwa kissed and hugged her. He eventually wrestled her to the ground, where the others soon piled up on them, screaming and laughing.
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Fake it till you make it // Ateez // P.SH
Fanfiction"This contract says I'm to act like Park Seonghwas wife for a minimum of one year?" -- Y/N takes on the job as Seonghwas wife, but it is strictly a facade. She is not someone he ever would have looked at twice in a normal situation. "But why me?"...
