K-POP Girl Imagines Pt. 4

So Wrong, Yet So Right-Irene

Irene (Red Velvet) x Male Reader
⚠️Smut⚠️
(A/n: Requested but they asked not to be mentioned.)

Irene's POV

I laid wide awake as my husband was sound asleep next to me. I hate being left this way....he just doesn't pleasure me right.

I love him, I really do. But the sex is just bland. He only does two positions and he's done. I want more....I need more.

Call me needy and everything like it but it's not fair I can only get off once if I'm lucky. It's like he only cares for his pleasure.

My body needs more, I can't stand being left like this. I don't mind the vanilla sex we have....its just bland in the way it's the same two positions every time.

I looked over at my husband.

"Pabo," I rolled my eyes.

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"Do we have to go?" My husband whined. "I don't like my family. Well, except for my close family like my Eomma and Appa along with their siblings and my cousins."

"Why not?" I gave him a look.

"Because they always have something to say about my life," he sighed. "This time it'll be about kids."

"Well maybe we can have one," I smiled.

"Every time I bring it up you shoot it down," he gave me a look.

"We technically weren't financially stable until two years ago," I hummed. "I've been waiting for you to ask again."

"It's been that long since I last asked?" He frowned.

"Yes Minjae," I snickered.

"Well I'm glad we had this conversation," he came to me. "I love you Joohyun."

"I love you too," I pecked his lips. "Now come on, we'll be late."

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"Minjae!" His Eomma smiled. "Joohyun!"

"My boy!" His Appa came to him.

They were exceptionally young, his Eomma getting pregnant at sixteen. They were also high school sweethearts.

They adored Minjae tremendously.

"There he is!" I looked over seeing his Uncle.

"Hey Uncle Y/n," Minjae shook his hand then gave him a hug. "Finally got military leave for a holiday?"

"Yeah," he smiled. "Joohyun-ssi, nice to see you again."

"You too," I smiled.

Y/n was only ten years older than Minjae. And he looked damn good for his age. He was the brother to my husband's mother.

"Well let's wait for some more family to get here," Minjae's Eomma spoke up. "Minjae, would you help me prepare some more of the food?"

"Coming," he followed her.

I watched as Y/n walked back into the spare bedroom. I followed him, wanting to greet his wife. My feet carried me into the room but I stopped.

The man raised the glass to his lips, taking a big drink of its contents.

"I thought men like you didn't drink?" I teased Y/n.

"I have my reasons," he sighed.

"What's wrong?" I got worried.

"My wife left me," Y/n chewed his lip. "Last week."

"What?" I sat across from him on the small couch. "Why?"