ANGEL ☾ winwin one shots.

if you love me. [yuwin]

warning: abuse, violence and slut-shaming.

it was six p.m, and everyone in the company was already making their way home. except for sicheng. he was still on his seat, finishing some works with a warm smile across his face.

he thought of going home with yuta. the japanese always go home at seven, so he will wait for another hour before going home with his secret lover.

yuta is a well-known singer and he has a huge fan base. his voice is so heavenly, and his songs are very good. he also likes to compose and write his own songs, and some people referred to him as a music genius.

sicheng is his co-manager. he arranges yuta's schedule and is in charge of managing the japanese's activities. he also has to be yuta's bodyguard sometimes, but he never minded.

he loved it. he loves spending time with yuta. he loves listening to yuta's voice. he loves seeing yuta's smile. he loves everything about him.

the older also never failed to make him feel loved. he always showers sicheng with love, affection, kisses, hugs, and money whenever the younger wants them. even when they do the nasty, he's always consented and considerate.

but they're not dating. they're sort of friends-with-benefits, but they do have feelings for each other. or that's what sicheng thought.

his co-worker, jieun went to his desk as she finished cleaning up. she leaned against his desk and crossed her arms, shaking her head at sicheng's passion in doing his boring work.

" let's go home together, babe. I heard there's a new fancy restaurant down the road, we could grab dinner ."

" I'm sorry but I gotta say no. sorry ." he said as he looked up to her with a sheepish smile. she rolled her eyes playfully.

" you gotta stop being so obsessed with your work. have some rest ."

" I will. I just gotta finish this one and I'll go home right after ." he lied. " thanks for the concern, though ."

she sighed slowly and she averted her gaze towards the direction of the recording room. she clicked her tongue as she remembered a gossip someone told her before.

" haven't you heard? yuta is getting married with yeon, the famous model ."

those words are the only thing it took to break sicheng's heart into pieces. he stopped typing and froze in his spot. his lips moved downwards, forming a frown. he looked up to jieun with disbelief.

he wanted to speak but there was a slump down his throat. he could feel his heart aching and his eyes turn wet, but he quickly shook it off. he shouldn't cry in front of her, she knows nothing of yuta and him.

" r—really ?" please say no.

" yeah. heard it from suzy. I don't know where she got it from but her sources are always fool proof ."

sicheng swallowed hard. he turned to his laptop and saved his work before shutting it down, then he stood up. jieun looked up to him with a confused look.

" I... I gotta go now. excuse me ."

" yeah, sure. I better get going too. see you tomorrow then, babe ."

she winked playfully and he faked a smile, waving at her. as she disappeared from his sight, he could feel his heart pounding, as if it could jump out of its cage at any time from now.

he turned his gaze to the recording room. he gulped once again before mustering enough courage to walk to it, twisting the doorknob without knocking. there yuta was, memorizing his lyrics.