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-Y/n Pov-

After we showered and had our one round in the shower like how me and Mingi would do-...ugh I gotta get him out my mind

Anyway, when we got out he gave me aftercare and we watched tv.

He was more open and talktive with me. Whenever I talked about too much or about something personal, Mingi would only listen and look like he was thinking.

Park was different. Still, I found myself missing the very man who hated me at the moment.

We were still relaxing, until he got a text. He looked at his phone and sighed.

Ps-Right, my time is up and I gotta go...

He said annoyed, he seemed to not wanna leave, and I didn't want him to either.

Y-oh...ok

He gets up, getting dressed and kisses my forehead. He was about to leave, until he stopped.

Ps-Actually...I'm having a dinner for my birthday. I want you to come as my guest, so meet me at my job, after work. I'll text you the address.

Y-Really?

I said happily and I hid my smile looking down.

Y-I mean, yea. Thank you.

He came over to me grabbing my chin between his fingers, smiling down at me.

Ps-You're cute, you know that?

I blushed trying to hide it. He kissed my head, my cheeks then my lips.

H-See you later, love.

Y-See, you later...






























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-Night Time-

-Mingi Pov-

All day I couldn't stop thinking about her. I had to think about her just to preform right all day.

I'm so used to seeing her so much, and when I don't I preform like this?...

Many of women had requested more than once, but I never affected me this bad.

When I got back to our building  Seonghwa couldn't stop smiling.

His body was proof of the wild things that went down. If his body looked like that, I could only imagine what hers looked like.

He was talking to people about it, without telling who the customer was.

I over heard his conversation from afar. Over seven rounds my a$$, there's no way she could handle that. She gets tired, at round five.

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