After being assigned a fashion show for your big senior project, you set off to find volunteers to make it successful. However, when you meet Choi Seungcheol and his unfriendly clique through your volunteers, you realize they're an unwanted package...
Warnings: General tws + the big talk 🫣, mentions of slut-shaming and degradation (not in bed), names (slut) -> plz lmk if im missing any!
Smut warnings: protected sex, oral (f.), multiple orgasms, fingering, cum play, cum swallowing
A/N: It's always so exciting and saddening when a series ends! It's been over a month since this series started! Special appreciation and thanks to those who have given me feedback and/or were here from the beginning! I really enjoy reading your reactions and analysis!
As I said before, this is the longest fic I've ever written, so this fic holds a special place in my heart for that reason alone. Anyway, thank you again (no this won't be the last time I say it!). Please enjoy the last chapter of "pretty please (stay with me)" 🥹❣️
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You haven't stood still in the past hour—buzzing around to everyone in the dressing room to make sure everything is being executed correctly. From last-minute wardrobe alterations to doing makeup and hair touches, you've been moving non-stop. Overseeing a fashion show is not easy, or maybe you're just overthinking the tiniest details.
You aren't getting a second chance at this, so you want to reduce the possibility of mistakes.
"Everything looks great; take a rest," Mingyu tells you gently.
You glance up from your clipboard, having printed your to-do list and notes prior. Mingyu stands next to you with a kind smile. Your eyes scan him briefly. You reach forward to fix his outfit for the nth time, but he carefully grabs your wrists.
"It looks fine," he chuckles.
"Exactly. It looks fine. I need it to be perfect," you huff.
"You have twenty minutes before the show starts. Let's go get some fresh air," he says.
Despite your several headshakes, Mingyu pulls you out of the dressing room and toward the lobby.
"...doing here?"
"You weren't answering my text or calls. I'd figure you'd be here."
"We should talk another time."
You strain your hearing when the voices register in your head. Mingyu glances at you and slows in his steps. From how clear their voices are, you figure Hajun and Seungcheol are around the corner.
"Let's go out the other way," Mingyu says, stepping in the other direction. You put a hand on his arm to stop him. You're too curious to not eavesdrop.
"I'll be quick," you hear Hajun say.
Seungcheol sighs. "I already told you over the phone that I didn't want to be around you when you're being disrespectful."
"I know, I know," she says. "I'm sorry I said all those things to her. I just...I just wanted to look out for you."
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