Jiseol ; Seventeen (SVT) Fanfic

thirty two ❁ deep-voiced man

"Go on, speak what you wish to tell" Mr. Kim encouraged as he was ready to listen "I-uh, I'm actually..." i paused in between my sentence as anxiousness joined the nervousness club

"imactuallydatingmingyuoppa" i spoke straightforwardly without stopping per word that made me shut my eyes waiting to be scolded for the dumb idea "I was actually about to ask you about releasing a press conference telling that you're dating Mingyu. That's why i called you in. I guess we both think alike" he smiled that made me freeze my widened eyes as if my mind was buffering with what he just told me

"I'll let you discuss things with each other first. The. we could continue with the press conference date" Mr. Kim smiled as you nod leaving his office.

You then kept pacing here and there trying to look for Mingyu, hoping that you'll find him sooner. As you were about to take a turn to be able to go to the lift to see if he's the other room when you felt a grip hold onto you pulling you in one of the practice rooms

"Yah! Whoever this is i'm not in the mood for games" you spoke as you try to see who it was since it was quite dark. "Are you sure with what you're about to do?" the male low voiced asked–obviously faking his tone to hide his identity

"Yes–Whoever you might me, it's none of your business anyways. I mean thanks for the concern but it'll be for the best." i spoke still hoping that he'll switch on the lights anytime now.

"But that can cause you more damage with just one move"

"But it can save everybody else if i make this right" you backfired at him "But what if i like you?" he quickly spoke as his faint familiar scent slowly walks in towards you "But what if i like Mingyu and staged relationship is the only way i could be with him without completely embarrassing myself?" you spoke as he took another step forward

"But what if Mingyu hurts you? Make you cry? Or worse, forget you?" the man asked feeling his warm breath mixed with yours "W-who are you?" you tried to ask again but to no avail

"If i tell or reveal myself to you–will you like me wether i am Mingyu or not?" he spoke as he placed both of his palms by your ears

"I-i" you muttered gulping for the sudden commotion