K-Pop Oneshots, Reactions & Scenarios

~~101: ATEEZ Wooyoung - 7 Minutes In Heaven~~

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y/n's POV
There's no way I just had to watch Wooyoung, my enemy, kiss Yunjin, my best friend at a party.
Spin the bottle isn't my favourite game, but if I'm offered to play it, I will.
"Alright, Wooyoung it's your turn." someone in the circle said.
"Hey Wooyoung. How 'bout whoever it lands on you have to spend seven minutes in heaven with them?" Seonghwa said to him.
"Fine, I'll do it."

"Fuck, please don't land on me, please don't land on me." I whispered to myself. I was not about to spend seven fucking minutes in the dark with that twat.

The bottle stopped and... I called it.

"Fucking hell." I exclaimed as everyone 'ooooo'd.

I accepted the challenge nevertheless. I kept telling myself 'it's only seven minutes, it's only seven minutes.'
I gave my phone to Yunjin since she's the only one I trust with it, telling her "wish me luck" and stepped into the room first.

As soon as Wooyoung also got in, San spoke, amused; "okay, people in, phones acquired, timer ready, lights dimmed low, and door ready to lock. You guys ready?"
"Yeah." I sighed, while Wooyoung said it in a rather monotonous voice.
"3, 2, ...1." and the door was shut.

I sat down on the bed in silence.

"Are you planning on sitting there in silence for the next seven minutes or what?" Wooyoung was already yapping in the first ten seconds. I face palmed. I couldn't believe it.
"Yes, Wooyoung, that was my plan." I replied.
"Aight. But even though you're in silence I'm still gonna talk to you." he said.

I face palmed again and said to myself "great."

"I hate you." I said blandly, arms crossed.
"Oh yeah? That's certainly not what I interpreted four nights ago." he said to me.
"We were both close to drunk."
"Okay and? Tell me you didn't feel something, I'll wait. Was it a game then or what? A game of 'how loud can you scream my name'?"

He was testing me at this point. Why did he have to bring up the fact we fucked four nights ago? Both of us were basically drunk, not knowing what the fuck we were doing, get over it. I'm still embarassed as fuck about it and want to erase it from my brain. Why doesn't he want to? Most importantly why does he have to remind me?

"Just shut up, will you? It's not even been a minute and you're already here yapping about nonsense." I said to him.
"Nonsense? That's what it meant to you? Wow, didn't think you hated it that much." he mimicked me and crossed his arms.

I know I said I was planning to stay quiet but then I just had to ask him "did you enjoy it?"
"What?"
"The kiss with my best friend?"
"No. She's alright but I didn't enjoy it, wanna know why?" he questioned.
"Why?" I sighed.
"Cuz I'd rather of kissed you. And I felt guilty 'cause I kissed your best friend and not you. 'Cause you're just such a good kisser." he bit his lip and brushed a finger against my chin.

He honesty kills me sometimes.

"Shut up." I scoffed and leaned against the headboard of the bed.
"Why do you ask? You're jealous, aren't you? I know you too well." he teased.
"No I'm not, I'm just asking."
"Really 'cause it sure seemed like you wanted to kiss me and your facial expressions said it all, it was so obvious you wanted me-"

I had to shut his goddamn mouth by kissing him. That's what it takes to shut up a guy like him. Crazy.
I barely pulled away and coldly told him "don't talk to me like that."

Wooyoung's POV
I can't even lie to you that turned me on like hell.
"You're playing that game?" I mumbled, and harshly pinned her against the headboard and smashed my lips into hers.

Didn't seem like she was refraining 'cause her hands were all up in my hair and on my neck as our lips moved in sync.

I bit her lip and she slid her tongue in after that, turning me on to the max.

This moment didn't just feel like seven minutes in heaven to me.

It's either the fact that y/n kissed me first or the fact my heart's been beating for her since our first year in high school. Or both. And I was so glad I got to spend it with y/n, and as much as I hate her, she's so hot. And people say she has a sweet side to her personality, which I obviously haven't seen 'cause we hate eachother, but we'll see about that in the next hm, four minutes?

"Wooyoung this isn't right" she said in a low voice as a string of saliva dangled between our swollen lips.
"Why?" I was panting ever so slightly from the intensity.

"We don't like eachother, the fuck is this?" she says.
"I don't think that would be the case if we're here making out." I told her.
"That's what people usually do in seven minutes in heaven though."
"Would you rather sit in silence?" I asked her and she just stared.
"Fine, you've got a point." and she smashed her lips back onto mine for the remaining time, and we got to the point where we were so intensely making out we were sweating and each had a couple buttons undone, but then, the door opened.

"Time's u- holy shit!" we heard San say as I got off of y/n.
"Gimme that ₩5000 bro." we heard someone in the back say.
"Looks like you two had fun." San said.
"Hm, guess you could say that, now where's my whisky gone?" y/n said, pushing past him and going off with Yunjin.

She looked back at me though. I didn't know how to feel at this point. Her eyes were communicating something to me.

"How was it?" Mingi asked me.
"...interesting.. but amazing." I replied.
"You looked like you were on the brink of railing her bro, no joke." Yunho said to me, and everyone laughed and agreed, meanwhile I just looked bamboozled.
"Yeah, 'scuse me, just gonna go get a drink." I lied, pushing past everyone in the way of the door to go find y/n.

y/n's POV
"YOU kissed HIM? y/n~, girl" I was just in the middle of telling Yunjin what happened in there.
"Yeah and then he got on top of me and we started making out but after like two minutes I stopped and said that what we were doing was wrong-" I felt a harsh, sudden tug on my wrist and was being dragged away from Yunjin.
"Jung Wooyoung, let go of me! What are you doing?"
He took me outside to the front garden and said "we need to talk."
"So talk here!" I said to him.
But he didn't listen, of course, so we ended up on the front porch.

"We need to make up our minds. Are we gonna hate eachother or not?" he asked, leaving me blank.

That actually really made me think.

"We claim to be enemies but all this flirting and making out and sex, which I know was accidental, is all making me feel something." he said.

"I guess you're right. I've always found you good-looking, and it was such a shame I hated your guts. But yeah, I do actually think hating eachother is pointless." I shared my honest opinion.
"I'm glad we for once agree on something. I've always found you gorgeous too, and people say you have a nice personality, but you've never shown me it." he said.
"Eh, you'll see it eventually. Just maybe not tonight when we finish off what we started at my place though." I smirked.

"Yunjin-ah, I'll tell you the rest on call, would you please let San know that Wooyoung and I left, thanks, love you!" I yelled back into the house for Yunjin to hear as Wooyoung and I hopped on his motorbike and made our way to my place to turn that seven minutes in heaven into something a little more like half an hour in hell with two rounds.

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