pretty please (stay with me) [18+]

chapter four

[Warnings: general tws + alcohol consumption/drunk character, one physical altercation (not domestic abuse; not between mc&Cheol), name calling not in bed (whore, bitch), vomit, joke about murder

Smut warnings: soft sex, messy sex, protected sex, oral (m & f), face fucking, gagging, light breast play, cum swallowing, light cum play, spit play]

"Hold still!" you urge as you try to hold the fabric in place.

Mingyu squirms above you, tiny giggles escaping his mouth. "It tickles!"

"I'm going to stab you with this needle if you keep moving," you explain and peer up at him.

"I'll tell your boyfriend you said that," he grumbles and calms his movements. His hands clench as he tries to resist the need to move.

"I don't have a boyfriend," you reply, annoyed. You adjust the fabric on him, then slip in a needle to keep it in place.

"I'm sure Seungcheol won't be happy to hear that," he mutters.

Your eyes narrow, poking another needle in.

"Ow!" Mingyu cries and moves away from you. "That was on purpose."

You raise your eyebrows. "Was it? I think you just moved wrong."

"I didn't move at all!" he argues.

You ignore his complaint and point back in front of you. He sighs, obliging to your request.

You had met Mingyu at his apartment to try out the outfit you made for him. For the most part, it fits nicely, but there are a few adjustments that need to be made.

You hear keys rattling at the door and peer your head to see who's coming. Wonwoo and Seungkwan stroll in. They stop mid-sentence when they see you.

"Hey Yn, we didn't know you'd be here," Seungkwan greets. You turn away from them and attend to Mingyu again.

"Surprise," you say, although with no enthusiasm in your tone.

"What's going on?" Wonwoo asks while setting down his camera bag. He tosses his keys next to it and walks to the kitchen.

"Yn's stabbing me with needles because I brought up her boyfrie—Ow!"

"Oops," you shrug. You quickly pin the fabric in its new spot. You didn't think it'd take this long, but Mingyu kept fidgeting.

"You have a boyfriend?" asks Seungkwan.

"No," you reply curtly. "Done. Now, go take it off, so I can make the changes."

"Finally," Mingyu replies and leaves without another word. He probably doesn't want to be poked with another needle.

"Who was he talking about then?" Seungkwan wonders.

"No one. How are you guys?" you ask in hopes to change the subject. You start repacking the bag you brought.

"Pretty tired, but that seems to be the normal life of a college student," Seungkwan says with a chuckle.