Genre: Fluff + Smut + (Angst - not really)
(sir kink - way better than daddy kink, argue with the wall) (4000+ WORDS LOL)
Jisung's POV
I thought it was just me, overthinking. I looked behind me for the nth time that night. He was still there. Hands in his pockets, his eyes looking lazily around, occasionally sparing me short but intense glances.
I was sure I was being followed, sure that my gut feeling was correct. I walked around in circles a couple times around a familiar street. There he still was, a few steps behind me.
My heart was telling me to run, to hide. However, my brain was fuzzy, my limbs were weak. My loud heartbeat was echoing in my ears, deafening my ability to think clearly.
It was meant to be a fun night out. Just me Felix, Seungmin and Jeongin, my best friends. It was fun until now, walking home by myself in the dark night, after responsibly dropping off the youngers of our friend group home, safely.
The outfit I was wearing was slightly revealing, not too much but enough to grab unwanted attention from creeps.
I try my best to not stumble over my shaky legs. My breathing unsteady. The street quiet, only my footsteps and the pair behind mine, could be heard.
I once again walk around the same street. I can't go home. I can't risk this creepy stranger finding out where I live.
There are no shops or public places around that I could go to. So I'm stuck here. I take my phone out of my pocket it's my last chance. I open it. 5% battery. Not even enough for someone to respond to my call. It would die as soon as someone would presumably answer.
The salty tears out of my watery eyes finally spill. I feel lost unable to think of a solution. My thoughts are interrupted by rushed footsteps behind me. I walk faster.
Suddenly I'm embraced by a strong pair of arms. Not from the creep behind me but from someone that suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
"Hi baby. Where were you?" I look up to the stranger, his beautiful gleaming eyes were telling me to play along.
"I-I got lost." I gulp. Some sort of relief taking over me. I scrunch the beautiful stranger's shirt tightly as I hear footsteps approaching us.
I close my eyes tightly more tears coming out.
"Minho" The beautiful stranger whispers into my ear. I reply with a "Jisung".
I see him looking over my shoulder subtly at the creep. His hand protectively wraps around my waist pulling me closer to him. I feel sudden comfort wash over me.
I look up at him. I feel mesmerised by his eyes gleaming in the dark due to the moon's soft light. His features are defined his hair long-ish and black. His lips look slightly chapped but soft at the same time. His nose perfectly pointed with a small mole on the side of it, just above his nostril.
I've never in my life seen someone as beautiful as him. He looks down at me. My heart skips a beat.
What's wrong with me?!
I look away but a gentle finger pulls my chin forcing me to look at him again.
"Tsk tsk tsk" I hear a quite psychotic laugh behind us. Minho's gaze hardens as he looks behind me at the creep.
"You let your boyfriend go around like that?!" I can technically feel his perverted gaze looking me up and down I shiver in disgust.
"Like such a fucking slut. Begging to be touched" He laughs again.
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Minsung - Oneshots (READ DESCRIPTION)
FanfictionA mix of mostly smut, fluff and angst. Minsung cuz they're one strong duo. Genre/s will be stated in the title! T/Ws: at the start of the stories. They are quite detailed stories that i can't bother writing a whole book about. Putting my many ideas...