Owned (M)
Genre: Smut
Length: 3,553 words~
Kink(s): Daddy kink, breath play, impact play (spanking), brat taming (?), thigh riding
Description: Wonho was one of your best friends. You were always there for each other and practically inseparable. You really never had those types of feelings for him, well not until recently, something had changed in you...and in him.
Ever since you realized that you had feelings for Wonho, you noticed you started distancing yourself from him. If he asked you to hang out with him, you'd refuse, or if he unexpectedly showed up at your place, you'd act like that biggest brat ever. You hated being this way towards him, but you knew you had to do something to get over him.
It was about 11:30 at night, almost midnight, Wonho hadn't spoken to you all day. Of course it saddened you quite a bit, but at the same time it was a relief. Every time you saw his name pop up on your phone your heart fluttered, and you just wished he were there with you.
You sighed as you began to get undressed so you could shower before bed. "God damn it..." You murmured to yourself as you thought about how fucked up you were for intentionally trying to ruin your friendship with the guy you have know practically all your life. This was literally all you thought about during your shower.
Once you got out, and dried off. You changed into some black cotton sweat shorts, and a t-shirt Wonho had left at your house the last time he spent the night. You breathed in deeply, breathing in what was left of his scent on it as you slipped the shirt over your curvy framed. You plopped onto your bed, and picked up your phone. You gave yourself a quick pep talk before finally gathering enough courage to call him.
The phone rang twice before he answered;
"Hey y/n!!" He said in the most excited tone ever. "I wanted to call you,... but you seemed like you needed some space, so I didn't want to bother you." He explained, sounding almost apologetic.
You giggled meekly, "Yeah.. I'm sorry about that." You began, and you couldn't help shaking your leg anxiously, as you felt your heart flutter again. "Do you want to come over and watch a movie or something? I- I sort of need to talk to you about something.." Your eyes immediately shut tightly,as you awaited his answer. Even though you knew he'd agree, you couldn't fight the feeling of your anxiety growing with each passing second.
"Yeah of course!" He agreed, just as you knew he would. "Truthfully, I was headed towards your place already. I need to talk to you, too." He said softly, "Be there in 5." He said, hanging up immediately after.
Again, you sighed, just thinking about how he would probably reject you made you want to fight yourself for even having these kind of thoughts about him. After all, he was an idol, and idol who was constantly surrounded by other beautiful idols and gorgeous, model-like girls daily. You couldn't imagine how he could want to be with someone as plain as you, over them. You screamed into one of the pillows on your couch, and got lost in your pessimistic thoughts again.
Not even a minute later, the door bell rang, and you knew it was Wonho. Your heart practically stopped, and you began to panic, not only because you couldn't organize your thoughts, but because you were afraid you and your place looked like a huge mess. He rang the door bell again, pulling you out of your frantic thoughts once more, and you rushed to let him in.
You opened the door, and greeted him with a warm, yet nervous smile. "Hey come in.." You said softly, as you moved away from the door and allowed him to enter your house. Once he did, he removed his shoes then closed the door behind him and you finally had a good at him. He was wearing a black long sleeved shirt; that hugged the muscles on his arm just right, some ripped black skinny jeans; that caused you to be bombarded with sinful thoughts, and of course a black faux leather collar. FUCK
