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Hi 💕,

I really like your writing and I was wondering if you are going to continue writing for the series called Healer.

Sorry if i'm bothering you 😳

Hi love! I honestly wasn’t really sure if I was gonna continue with it since I hadn’t been active for a while, but if y’all still love it then I’d love to write!

I’ll hopefully have something up sometime this week 🤍

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healer ; nine

➳pairing: ateez x reader

➳genre: gang au, amnesia au, angst, romance, fluff, suggestive, hurt/comfort, friends to lovers, enemies to lovers, possible smut

➳rating: M

➳warnings: N/A

"Alright, remember. If you find yourself in any danger just press this and it'll send a vibration to my watch."

"Alright, alright. You've told me all this over 5 times already... I think I'll manage."

It was the day of your first mission since your accident and words couldn't describe how anxious you were. Last night, Seongwha had sat you down in his room, explaining everything you needed to know about the plan since Hongjoong had been too angered with you to do it himself.

"The Selven are composed of seven primary members; all brothers belonging to the Sevren family."

You scoffed in amusement, "is it a coincidence how much their family revolves around the number 7?"

Seongwha smiled at your comment as he continued, "they're not too old, just around the same ages as the rest of us since the eldest is 23 and the youngest is 18. They're known to be disgustingly flirtatious and are often swayed by females of other groups manipulating them."

"But if women are always tricking them then wouldn't they have caught on by now? How would I be any better if others already tried before me..."

"The youngest hasn't been approached by many women yet," he chuckled darkly, "he just turned 18 a year ago and according to our sources, tomorrow will be the first time he'll attend one of the Sevren's many clubs. All you have to do is approach him first and then get him to take you to the diamonds."

"And how will I just do that? I'm pretty sure any sane person wouldn't just guide someone to their stock of stolen diamonds," you questioned sarcastically, making an annoyed expression fall over Seonghwa's face.

"Well, that's your test (Y/n). Our clients want the diamonds back in a week and tomorrow is the only time we have a good chance of getting them but that's only if you can pull it off."

Nerves struck your body as you breath caught in your throat. You did wish to start participating in missions and being a part of the group again but you felt unconfident being given such a difficult task so early.

You stared nervously at your reflection in the clear door of the grand building; one of the Sevren family's most famous clubs. Yeosang had suggested you wore an eye-catching glittery dress which wasn't too promiscuous for your age. It was a full sleeve body-con dress fitting right above your knees with glitter around the entire dress (AN: I wanna let you guys think of the colour and actual look). Although you knew it was more a mission, you still couldn't help but feel insecure in the dress which sparkled with every step you took.

It was definitely eye-catching but you didn't know if you enjoyed the attention.

Suddenly, an arm was wrapped around your own as you were lead towards the entrance of the club.

"Wooyoung!" you whispered.

"I don't know why you keep looking at the dress as if we dressed you up like a prostitute, (Y/n)," he laughed obnoxiously, "you look fine. You look your age and Yeosang made sure to get something you'd be comfortable in. If you feel awkward in this then you won't believe what Hongjoong wanted to put you in."

"Wooyoung quit joking around and be serious for once!" a sharp voice called through your earpiece.

Startled, Wooyoung groaned as he showed our fake ID's to the bouncer. "I hear you loud and clear, boss," he spoke once entering the building.

You were left awestruck as you noticed the sheer size of the club; the ceilings themself were higher than anything you'd ever seen. The sounds of laughter engulfed the entire room as you could barely hear anything else around you over the music blasting through the speakers at the large, grand staircase in the centre of the room.

"Alright (Y/n), the youngest son should be on the second floor of the building. You should try avoiding the front staircase since there are guards there but there should be elevators in one of the halls on the sides,"��you heard Swonghwa speak.

Wooyoung looked towards you as if asking if you heard the given instructions to which you nodded in response. "Let's go then," he smiled, guiding you through the crowds of people.

"So what's the plan?" you questioned, loud enough for him to hear.

Guiding you through the crowd, Wooyoung made it to the side hall as Seongwha instructed. "Shit... there's security."

"What do we-"

"Just follow my lead and don't ruin this."

In an instant, Wooyoung grabbed your arm walking towards the security in haste. Before he could press any button to go up, however, a tall man grabbed a hold of his arm, "sir the rest of the floors are for authorized personnel only."

"Please!" Wooyoung cried, shocking you in the process, "my wife is pregnant and she really needs to use the bathroom but all of them are full at the moment. If she doesn't use the bathroom now I'm afraid something would harm the baby," he continued, putting a hand on your stomach as if a baby was actually growing inside you. 

"I'm really gonna kill him later..."

You sighed, pushing down any embarrassment as you followed in Wooyoung's act, "yes sir, please just let me through it will only take a couple of minutes!"

The man glared at you as you tried to hold a sincere expression until he let go of Wooyoung's arm.

"Thank you!" Wooyoung spoke as engulfed you in a hug, "remember the plan, find the son and find the diamonds," he whispered into your ears before he pushed you through the doors of the elevator.

You breathed deeply as you saw Wooyoung's face become smaller through the closing doors. Your heart was beating too loudly for you to hear anything else as you tried to regain your composure. Your mind was blank of all thoughts or ideas of finding the son. How many rooms would there be? Was he even on the second floor? How would you get him to take you to the diamonds?

With all the questions fogging your mind, you hadn't even noticed yourself getting out of the elevator and walking aimlessly through the halls until you felt a sudden smack against the side of your head.

"Oh my! I'm so sorry!" a voice spoke in haste. "Are you hurt? Can you hear me?"

You groaned as you rubbed your head, the voice making your sudden headache worse. "I'm fine... I think," you chuckled causing the person to let out an airy laugh as well.

"I'm Rei Sevren," the voice spoke.

"I'm-"

Before you could finish your introduction, your eyes widened as you realized who the person was. Looking up, your mouth was agape as you took notice of the very handsome boy smiling in front of you.

"You... you're-"

"Yes..." the boy smiled, "I'm the youngest son of the Sevren's... are you surprised to see me?"

You quickly stood up straight as you smoothed out your dress, "no... my name is (Y/n)..."

"That's a lovely name... but again, I'm so sorry for hitting your head with the door. I didn't know guests were allowed on the second floor."

"They aren't!" you quickly spoke, "I just really... needed to get away from all the chaos downstairs!"

If you said you needed to use the bathroom like Wooyoung said, you knew that he would've left you alone.

"I see... so you don't like all that partying either, huh?"

His words took you by surprise as you stuttered with your reply, "um, yeah I guess. I've never really been used to that kind of environment."

A sincere and kind expression danced along Rei's face as he held a hand out towards you, "then would you like to stay with me up here? I never really meet people my own age... so I don't have friends... but of course, you don't have to!" he splurted.

You chuckled at his actions, "I'd love to, Rei."

"(Y/n) I really hope you're saying all this for the plan... you seem to be slipping up there," Hongjoong's mocking voice said through the earpiece.

You looked to the side in annoyance until you looked up towards the back of the boy's head who was currently leading you somewhere on the floor. Although you didn't want to believe it, you were speaking to him out of genuine kindness, completely forgetting that you were on a mission to betray him in the first place. The boy in front of you, although you didn't know him, seemed too innocent to be set up like this.

Not paying attention to where you were walking, you stood shocked when a breeze of cold air hit your bare skin. Your eyes widened, however, as you noticed the sight in front of you.

"It's beautiful isn't it..."

The two of you stood at a massive balcony overlooking the bottom entrance of the club as you saw the lights and people shining like stars.

"It's breathtaking..." you breathed in awe.

"This is where I often come to be by myself when things feel overwhelming here..."

Hongjoong growled as he took notice of how naive you were being. "Jongho, get down there. She's clearly incompetent for this."

"Hongjoong, give her a chance... who knows, maybe this is all a part of her plan," Seonghwa coaxed the leader.

You looked out at the scene in front of you' bright lights, bodies dancing and laughing all over. But you snapped out of the trance as you recognized the black van parked in the far distance.

"I let him down Akio... I failed everyone, didn't I?"

In an instant, your eyes watered as a pounding headache caused you to grasp your head in pain.

"(Y/n)! Are you okay?" A worried Rei called out.

His voice was hazy as your eyes became blurred. All you could see in your mind was a young boy with choppy black hair smiling down at you. And the fact that you couldn't recognize him caused chills down your spine.

Who the hell is Akio?

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[ 1:28 a.m. ]

you weren't personally one to believe in romantic cliches.

you hated romcoms and whenever 'sappy' scenes came on the screen, you couldn't help but gag at the sight of the two actors acting like they were in love.

"you guys know this is all fake, right?" you spoke.

"(y/n), please. we know this is fake but isn't it so cute!"

you scoffed as you continued to watch the film in front of you. "yeah, cute."

you weren't personally one to believe in the idea of genuine love until you met park seonghwa.

he was a new student at your school and you hadn't thought much about him until he became your partner for a history project. you could admit he was cute but there was nothing more to him.

"hey, (y/n)," he spoke one day, stopping you after class, "did you wanna start on our project tomorrow?"

"yeah, sure! we can meet up at the library across cherryhill park?"

his smile lit up immediately, "sounds good to me. how's 3?"

flustered by his bright emotions and particularly good-looking grin, you nodded in confirmation. "that sounds great! I'll meet you tomorrow then."

in less than a second, heavy rain had begun to pour down on the two of you, who were the only ones still on the school grounds after the bell rang 30 minutes ago.

"shit!" you exclaimed, trying to laughabily cover your hair with your hands.

letting out a loud laugh at your antics, which he thought were insanely adorable, seongwha took off his uniform coat and gently placed it on top of your head.

you looked up at him in surprise, and your breath immediately caught in your throat.

"i think when people fall in love, the world just looks brighter. the person they're in love with seems to glow and you just feel safe around them," your natalie friend spoke as the two leads in the film shared a passionate kiss.

"do you actually think love like that exists?"

at that moment you had received the answer to your question.

as seonghwa seemed to be glowing with the soft summer sun caressing his skin and his smile complimenting his charming features, you knew you were beginning to understand natalie's words. through the safety provided to you through his coat only set her words into stone.

was this love at first sight?

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healer ; eight

➳pairing: ateez x reader

➳genre: gang au, amnesia au, angst, romance, fluff, suggestive, hurt/comfort, friends to lovers, enemies to lovers, possible smut

➳rating: M

➳warnings: mentions of death and loss

"Amber, why can't we just ask The Decim? They're close with Ateez too so-"

Slamming her hands on the desk, the leader stood up in frustration, "that's exactly why we can't ask them. They're closer to Ateez than they are to us."

"How can you be sure?" Akio scoffed.

"I've asked them to spill some information about Ateez before and the leader warned me at that moment. We may be on good terms with them but their loyalty is to Ateez."

Akio pulled his hair in frustration. They had spent days trying to get any lead on what could've happened to you but there were no ways to do so. No one knows where Ateez's hideout is and no one can ever track down where they're going to be.

"Can't you track them down like we did for the mission, Amber?" Aiko once asked the older woman during dinner.

"No. That mission, although small, was something I tracked for a year. If their small missions are that unpredictable what chance do we have now especially since they're most likely going to be extra careful now?"

"Akio," Amber sighed, "I know you and (Y/n) had a close relation-"

"Don't finish that sentence."

Ever since you had gone missing, Akio fell under a dark spell. He felt as if he was the only one who cared and the only one who actually wanted to find you. He knew you had to be alive even though Amber and Aiko insisted that you weren't. Akio knew you weren't as weak as everyone thought you were.

"This isn't about my relationship with her, this is about you not caring about your members! You're just going to leave (Y/n) out to die and even if she is dead then you don't even want to know what happened to her? You let my mom die and my dad... and now her."

"Akio hang on-"

"No!" he cried, pain and hurt written all over his face, "I lost everyone... and every single time you were the only one that lived. You made (Y/n) feel ashamed of herself before we lost her... she wasn't even happy and you're just leaving her like that?"

Amber was stunned at the boys' words as she couldn't find the courage in her to look at his pleading eyes. She knew everything he said was right but didn't want to admit it. Perhaps, it was all the karma from when they first lost Akira. She knew it was her fault but suppressed the thoughts until now; it was all she was able to do after all.

Akio knew he wasn't going to get any reply from their leader but turned to look at her before he left, "Amber, I'm not asking you to be some kind of Superman. Just don't play the victim and fix one of your mistakes...just once."

"(Y/n), I thought Seonghwa told you not to touch anything."

Your eyes widened at the sound of your leader's voice as you felt the picture being ripped out of your hands. Hongjoong, now in front of you, looked dark as his body was tensed with anger.

"I'm sorry," you stuttered, words barely being able to exit your mouth in fear.

Hongjoong let out a deep breath as he placed the picture frame back on the table and grabbed your hand, pulling you up the stairs. You yelped in pain which caused him to tighten his hold on you until he nudged you into the living room where all the members were sitting.

"And here's our secret weapon now," Seonghwa smiled, looking at his members as he walked up to you.

The one who you remembered as San stood up instantly, "there's no way you're planning on taking her with us."

"The Sevren have a known soft spot for women. We can get someone we know working in their building to let her in," the older male continued.

"So what is she even supposed to do?" Yeosang questioned.

"When I heard there was a new mission, I remember Yeosang told me I would just be observing," you tried to add but seemingly went unnoticed by everyone.

"I can act as her husband if she needs someone to go with her."

"Wooyoung, please," Seongwha scolded.

Your mind was flooded with questions as you listened to what the boys were saying in confusion. Looking towards Hongjoong for any kind of help, he simply gave you an annoyed glare as he leaned on the door frame, watching everyone from the side.

"So it's decided then," the leader suddenly spoke up, walking towards the center, "(Y/n) will be assisting us tomorrow and will redeem herself on her first mission since the accident."

Worried, Jongho spoke up, "she barely remembers anything, Hongjoong. Don't you think this is going to be too dangerous for her?"

"Jongho..." the leader replied, venom lacing his tone, "how is it your place to talk about dangerous missions. Don't forget that this is your first 'big' mission too. Don't overstep your boundaries."

The room instantly went quiet as Hongjoong looked towards Seongwha, the two of them exiting together until Seonghwa took hold of your wrist, dragging you along as well. The six boys sat quietly in the room as they replayed the plan in their heads.

"How could Hongjoong already decide to let her go on a mission with us?" Mingi spoke, "she hasn't shown us any of her 'skills', remember?"

Sighing, San stood up, "I'd agree if we weren't talking about our leader. He's smart and he always knows what he's doing."

"She could get hurt!" Mingi retorted.

"And? We barely even know her so it wouldn't affect us at all," Wooyoung commented as he laughed, grabbing a beer from the cupboard beside him.

Jongho had been quiet throughout most of the meeting as only one thought ran through his mind.

Would you even be okay?

He didn't feel anything towards you, but the young member was slightly worried and guilty. He knew you didn't deserve all the lies, especially because of how kind you had been. Jongho never did have a proper childhood after joining Ateez but after meeting you, even if he would never admit it, he felt like a schoolboy again.

"Jongho?"

In an instant, Jongho's eyes widened as he felt his shoulders being shaken.

"God, I thought we lost you," Wooyoung obnoxiously chuckled, "we were asking what you think of all this. You're especially close to the girl, aren't you?"

Jongho's breath caught in his throat as his cheeks flushed with tints of red, "I'm not that close to her..."

"You're literally always around her," San added.

"She's always around me!"

"No, it seems like you follow her around-"

"Enough!" Yunho exclaimed, fed up with the group's childish antics. "(Y/n) will be fine and I can say that with confidence because unlike you idiots, I didn't forget how she's here in the first place." Looking around, Yunho groaned as all he saw were blank faces, "the blast from the bomb should've killed her especially since it was under the car she was in. Yeah, Jongho got scarred a bit too but he was further away so he had minor injuries but that girl should've been dead. She's clearly someone strong if she was able to withstand that."

The boys around him nodded in understanding as they remembered how surprised they all were when they saw that you were breathing after the blast. Amber's group was always known to have a black sheep in the group; someone stronger, faster, and more skilled than most, but Ateez were still unsure if that was you.

Wooyoung scoffed at his friend's words, "I mean, none of that matters. Even if she is or isn't their 'amazing member', people always do best in fight or flight situations," he grinned wickedly.

"Hongjoong I just want answers!"

After Seonghwa dragged you along with him and Hongjoong, you became furious as your mind was scrambled with questions. Ever since you had woken up, you felt as if you didn't truly know anything and it didn't help that none of Ateez were giving you any information.

"What do you want to know?" Hongjoong questioned abruptly, turning towards you as you froze at his expression.

"I just..." your leader seemed furiously upset and you were too scared to continue until you felt a warm hand upon your shoulder.

"It's okay, (Y/n)" Seongwha whispered.

Taking a deep breath, your eyes sharpened as you confronted the man in front of you, "ever since I woke up, no one's been giving me actual answers. Who are these people in this group; who am I in this group and how the hell do you know my mother?"

The last question had taken Hongjoong by surprise as Seonghwa visibly stiffened as well, taking his hand off of your shoulder. He never thought you would end up confronting him; he thought the rest of the boys were doing their part in making his lies seem believable.

"Look," he sighed, "you went through a really bad accident which made you lose your memories. You know that, right?" You glared at him, causing him to stumble as he realized you didn't appreciate his joke. "The boys all have their own personalities and stories. If you forgot all of them then I can't sum any of that for you in a couple of minutes, not even an hour or a day.

As for who you are in this group... we'll have to reassess that. And finally, I barely know who you're talking about; if it's that woman in the picture you were looking at then that was a friend of my mom's, I'd guess."

"You'd guess?"

"Would you keep tabs on and know everything about your mom's friend?"

"Well I wouldn't know because she's dead..." you laughed dryly.

However, Hongjoong wasn't laughing; nor did he hold any pity towards you. Instead, your leader held a face of anger as he walked up to you, making you stumble back into Seonghwa's chest. "Look, I know you lost your memories but at this point, I don't even know who you are anymore. We all know your mom's dead, alright? That doesn't give you the right to use that to talk back to me because guess what? My mom is dead too! And so is Wooyoung's! And Yeosangs! So don't use your dead parents against anyone in this group."

As he pushed passed you, Hongjoong looked towards Seonghwa to which he nodded as he ultimately left the room.

"(Y/n)..." Seonghwa breathed out, obviously in disappointment.

"I know... you shouldn't talk back to him..."

"(Y/n) what we tell you isn't for his sake and for his ego. It's for your safety."

"I just felt so upset when he said that... it was as if he doesn't know..."

"He does. Trust me he knows the story of everyone in this group. It's you who doesn't and that's why he lashed out like he did... You used to be the one who knew and understood all of us; you were like a rock for the whole group.

Ever since you woke up, I know that you feel like you don't know anyone but that's how everyone feels towards you.

You don't know who we are but we don't know who you are."

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healer ; seven

➳ pairing: ateez x reader

➳genre: gang au, amnesia au, angst, romance, fluff, suggestive, hurt/comfort, friends to lovers, enemies to lovers, possible smut

➳rating: M

➳warnings: mentions of death and weapons

"(Y/n), I think I've been a tad bit too hard on you."

You sat in front of a desk confused and undoubtedly stiff as Hongjoong had called you to his office for a 'chat'.

"I thought you would need more time to heal and blah blah blah - but you've surprisingly gotten up on your feet quite quickly," the leader smiled sheepishly as he leaned on the front of his desk, "tonight at the dinner table you'll be able to meet the rest of the members that you loved oh so dearly."

As the words came through his mouth, your eyes widened in happiness and something in Hongjoong's mind clicked as he took notice.

"Are you serious? Finally!" you exclaimed, jumping out of your seat while almost making the chair fall back.

Hongjoong laughed as you heard Seonghwa kiss his teeth from his desk, who you kept forgetting was even in the room. You were interested to know more about the older male as he seemed like he could be the leader aside from Hongjoong in every aspect - but he wasn't.

"That's all I really wanted to discuss with you so you can go."

You nodded as you made your way towards the door until you froze as you placed your hand on the doorknob, "Actually Hongjoong, I've been confused about what I'm supposed to do here... Jongho and Yeosang always seem to need to get back to their 'post' or 'work' but since I'm not in bed anymore is there anything I should be doing?"

Hongjoong's eyebrow slightly shifted as his lips turned at the corners of his mouth.

"Well, you used to help San and Yunho with their work but since you seem to have forgotten them maybe you should just take a day off!"

"San and Yunho? Who are they? What do they do?" you questioned.

Standing from his area, Seonghwa gathered his papers as he lead you back to the door, "Yunho is our designated hacker while San is our dealer. You used to help Yunho with some codes, counted the money that San would make, and tracked how much product we had."

Your mind spun with the new information as you heard about all the work you used to do and how much you helped in the group. Yet it irritated you that even though the members told you all this information, you couldn't remember any of it.

For some reason, it made you feel useless.

"I don't think you're going to get your memories back that easily, (Y/n)."

"I mean, it's what happens in movies! When they see familiar faces or places they get some memories or something!"

"So you can remember movies but not your members."

After you left Hongjoong's office, Jongho guided you to the kitchen as he said he needed some help cutting the vegetables. You felt happy that you could still laugh and have a nice conversation with someone like him despite everything in your mind feeling chaotic and restless.

"I'm excited to meet everyone... what are they like?"

"Well, who've you met so far?"

Your eyebrows furrowed as you tried to recollect all the members you'd actually talked to, "well there's you, Yeosang, Hongjoong, Seongwha, Mingi... and I guess that's it."

"Then you only need to get introduced to three more of our members. There's San, Yunho, and Wooyoung."

"Wooyoung?" you asked curiously, "I only heard Seonngwha mention San and Yunho."

"Wooyoung is an interesting guy," Jongho laughed, "he's our weapon holder and occasional 'designated gambler' too."

As the two of you walked down the hallway, you thought about all the different roles everyone has in the group and it made you wonder what your role was.

"Jongho, it's time I take her off your hands." Your thoughts were cut off as you looked to see Seonghwa walking towards you, "Hongjoong instructed me to show you around the house an 'official' guide. If we see any of the members you haven't met then you can meet them as well."

Jongho simply nodded his head and glanced slightly towards you, walking past Seongwha and leaving you behind.

"Well then, how about we start at the gardens outside, then make our way indoors?" the older male asked as he raised his arm in the direction of the nearest door.

His sudden stoicism made you smile a bit as you remembered how much more casual he was when he was in Hongjoong's office. You followed Seonghwa in silence as you felt the sunlight hit your figure the moment he opened the door. "So, this is our garden. Hongjoong's mother always had a fascination for flowers since she was a botanist. None of us particularly enjoy caring for this garden anymore but Hongjoong insists we keep it lively in honour of her."

You walked with Seongwha around the quaint garden you had seen a couple of times since you had awoken but it piqued your interest to hear more history and meaning behind things in the house.

"In honour of her? Is she... never mind," you quickly caught on to your mistake as you scratched the back of your neck.

Seongwha took a deep breath, "she's since passed due to an accident on the road. It wasn't anything involving this lifestyle but..." You looked in pity towards the older male as he recollected himself and looked at you with a slight smile, "let's just continue."

Making your way back into the house, you couldn't help but become more curious about Hongjoong and his past. You probably knew more about him but it frustrated you that you lost all the memories you had about them.

It felt like you were around complete strangers.

"You've seen the main floor already so I'll just explain things quickly," Seonwgha began as he stopped in his tracks, "the kitchen is where we all eat together. All of us always eat together unless something comes up. And the living room is where we mostly hold meetings since the empty room which we planned to turn into a group office, turned into your bedroom. And of course, your bedroom was made to be on the first floor so that the boys wouldn't bother you upstairs."

You chuckled, "so if that room was empty, where did I use to sleep?"

Seonghwa's eyes widened as he coughed and began to stutter, "that was always your room. It was never empty."

"But you said-"

Letting out a loud cough, Seonghwa brushed off his shirt, "let's continue. Shall we?"

You nodded, deciding to let go of the subject as you followed him up the stairs to the bedrooms.

"I assume this is going to be the most boring part so," he sighed before he continued, "me, Hongjoong, and Wooyoung share the room on the left. It's mainly for us to keep an eye on him."

"Why would you need to keep an eye on him? Is he-"

"Yeosang and Jongho share the middle room while Yunho, Mingi, and San share this one, on the right," Seongwha finished as he cut you off. "Next, we should make our way down to the basement since that's where-"

He was suddenly cut off by an unfamiliar figure coming out of the room on the right. Your eyes widened at the man's handsome features from his sharp jawline to his intimidatingly inviting eyes. You weren't the only one shocked, however, as the man in front of you and Seongwha stopped in his tracks with a towel around his neck and the water from his hair trickling down his neck.

"(Y/n), this is San." Seonghwa introduced. "San, this is-"

"(Y/n)!" the man named San exclaimed, catching you by surprise and throwing his arms around you, spinning you so he was beside Seongwha rather than you. "Wow, I can't believe I'm seeing you again! I seriously thought you died," he laughed until the older male elbowed his side.

San's enthusiasm made a smile appear on your face until it slowly disappeared again. "I'm sorry I don't really remember you... maybe we can become as close as we were before! Hongjoong told me I used to help you with your deals-"

"He said what?" San questioned in surprise.

"He said she used to help count the money you made after your excursions," Seonghwa cut in and spoke through a seemingly forced smile.

"Right!" San stuttered, "you were just out for so long that I forgot we used to do that together!"

You looked at the two men, confused about their awkward and strange composure.

"Jongho told me I was only out for like a night..."

Seongwha's eyes widened as he instinctively grabbed a hold of your wrist, dragging you away, "okay! I think that's enough from San. What a jester," he laughed as he looked back and glared at the younger boy.

"He seemed like he was acting weird."

"He's always that that," Seonghwa stopped as he tried to catch his breath before continuing to lead you into the basement. "Our basement is actually the largest part of the house since it's where everything is; the practice rooms; weapons; drugs-"

Your mind seemed to become blank as you heard the things Seonghwa said. Weapons? Drugs? Was this really the life you lived?

"Here we are." Your eyes widened at the large space in front of you. In the middle was a small open space, similar to a living room as it had three couches with a small table. On both sides of it, however, were two long hallways with several doors. Noticing your entranced state, Seonghwa smiled to himself before continuing, "in the left hall we have all the training rooms from physical combat to weaponry. On the opposite side are all the materialistic things like weapons and supplies. It's a pretty simple system, you just have to get used to where specific things are."

"Would you look at that! It's (Y/n)."

You suddenly snapped out of your trance by a new voice, only to see a man with tan skin and equally gorgeous hair.

Seonghwa sighed in what seemed like a disappointment. "(Y/n), this is Wooyoung-"

"It's a pleasure to see you again," Wooyoung cooed as he walked towards you, taking your hand in his and leaving a kiss on the back of it.

"Seongwha! Wooyoung!" you heard a voice similar to Jongho's call from the top of the stairs, "Hongjoong called an emergency meeting, we need you two up here now!"

Looking towards Seongwha, Wooyoung made his way up as the older male turned back towards you.

"I'm guessing 'you two' meant that I shouldn't come..."

Seonghwa's eyes furrowed in pity as he put his hands on your shoulders, "just stay here for the time being. Sit on the couches, don't touch anything, and just don't go into any of the rooms," he smiled as he quickly followed Wooyoung upstairs.

You sighed in slight disappointment and sadness but you knew the boys couldn't yet bombard you with missions since you had just woken up. You made your way to one of the couches as you looked around only to see a picture frame. You looked behind you to be sure no one was around; Seongwha told you not to touch anything but curiosity got the better of you.

You examined the image as you noticed a child who seemed to be Hongjoong when he was younger due to some similar features. The young boy in the picture was stood in between two women, one in a lab coat and one in a plain white dress. However, your eyes widened as you noticed a familiar-looking pendant around the neck of the woman in the white dress. Quickly going through your pocket, you pulled out the pendant that you remembered belonged to your mother.

It was the only thing you could actually remember.

You frantically looked back and forth at both the pendants as your mind was filled with never-ending questions.

The woman in the picture had to have been your mother.

But how did Hongjoong know her?

"(Y/n)...

I thought Seonghwa told you not to touch anything."

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[ 2:10 a.m. ]

(TW: death)

your eyelashes graze your cheeks as a rosy tint grew over them. your subtle breaths were comforting and paired with your chest slowly moving up and down, it was a reminder that you were still with me.

i never quite understood why i sat near you every possible second of my day, my hand grasping yours.

perhaps it was the way your hair glistened in the sunlight the first time my eyes laid sight of you. you looked happy that day, though i never understood why.

maybe it was the day i bumped into you again, this time at school. you told me your name as you smiled at me, the corners of your mouth gently curving upwards.

or perhaps it was the day you took me to your favorite spot; the greenhouse on the roof of your sister's restaurant. you barely spoke that day and your expressions were solemn. it wasn't like you but i ignored it - you were always happy, so one day wouldn't have mattered.

despite any moment i laid my eyes on you, whether you were happy or sad, you were still the most beautiful person i had the pleasure of seeing. the way your eyes glistened and your cheeks grew with your soft grin.

even now, you were still happy... how were you always so happy?

"huang renjun?"

i stood up in haste. "yes sir, that's me."

he looked at me with a saddened expression. "i apologize, but her results are not looking too good."

"no."

"sir?"

"smile and tell me that she's fine." a pause followed as the air around us was heavy. "didn't you hear me? i said tell me she's fine."

the doctor was silent, and it infuriated me. you were able to smile even in the saddest of moments, telling me that you were happy even when you shouldn't have been.

"I'm sorry sir. i'll return to tell you the rest of our policy. she doesn't have much time left."

i sat back down and you were still smiling. though your chest was still moving, it had slowed since the last time i saw it.

"how are you so happy about this? i'd be in tears if i was you."

"hm, I'm not sure. i mean, yeah i failed an important exam but it's not like my life is over. as long as I'm here with the people i love, i really don't have a reason to be sad.

everything will be okay!"

i tried... i tried so hard, but i couldn't hold back the large sob that was growing in my throat. tears ran down my cheeks.

"renjun, i got- renjun?" my sister walked into the room until she stopped, confused at my expression. "why are you smiling?"

"i don't know."

"why are you crying then?"

"i don't know."

in an instant, the bag of groceries left my sister's hands.

the sound of the heart monitor was so loud - so overbearing. rather than the single beating sounds, it was one static noise.

dropping to her knees, my sister buried her face into her hands.

suddenly, a loud sob escaped my lips. i couldn't smile. i couldn't sit there and lie to myself.

is that how you felt that day, (y/n)? the first time i ever saw a frown adorn your face. we sat on the edge of the roof as the sprinklers in the greenhouse behind us filled the air. you weren't happy that day but i ignored it.

though i wish i hadn't.

that day, were you finally tired of lying to yourself? of lying to everyone?

of lying to me?

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healer ; six

➳ pairing: ateez x reader

➳genre: gang au, amnesia au, angst, romance, fluff, suggestive, hurt/comfort, friends to lovers, enemies to lovers, possible smut

➳rating: M

➳warnings: mentions of guns/weaponry; mentions of abuse

"(Y/n), you need to work smarter, not harder. Let me show you how to defend using your arms again and maybe that'll help."

You woke up in a cold sweat again. Ever since you had arrived at your new house you hadn't been able to shake off the small glimpses of what seemed to be memories and you couldn't see anything; it was just sounds of people talking.

Your eyes suddenly shot up to the sound of someone knocking on the door and your heart sped up as you noticed it wasn't Jongho, the boy you had become accustomed to seeing.

"Hi..." The boy was quiet and almost shy as he stepped wearily into the room, "I'm Yeosang. I know you're used to seeing Jongho but he's not awake yet and I just wanted to check up on you."

His shy voice made a small smile appear on your lips. It was cute how he was timid when you should've been the one acting that way towards him.

"Thank you, Yeosang. I don't know if Jongho told all of you yesterday but my name is (Y/n)," you smiled, trying to calm his and your nerves.

He smiled in return and looked around the room awkwardly as if he wasn't sure what to do next which prompted you to break the silence. You weren't sure who he was at all; you weren't even sure if he was a part of 'your' gang called Ateez.

"Yeosang, wait!" you exclaimed before he could leave, "do I know you too? Are you a part of Ateez as well?"

His eyes shifted in response to your question as he tried to look everywhere but at you, "yeah," he stuttered, "you and I were close..."

You smiled in curiosity. After meeting three of the members you felt eager to meet the rest, if there were more, that is. You wanted to learn about your relationship with each of them, especially since Hongjoong told you that you had been with them since you were a child.

The more you thought about the things they told you, the more your mind wandered. They looked to be around your age so they must have been in the group as children too unless they joined later. And if you were taken in as a kid, who took care of you? Those were the questions you truly wanted to learn. You wished to ask them everything as you realized that you no longer felt anxious and worried like you did the day before; you now felt eager and ready to learn more.

You just wanted your life back.

"Yeosang," you spoke in haste which seemed to startle him, "are there more people? I want to actually meet everyone! Unless it's just you, Jongho, and Hongjoong."

He laughed slightly, "there are more of us; 5 more actually. But Hongjoong or Jongho should be the ones to decide when you meet them."

"Why? It's morning so... are they eating breakfast together?"

"They are but Hongjoong is the leader of our group while Jongho is the doctor. I'm just the assassin or sniper..."

You huffed as he began to make his way to the door until another thought quickly popped into your mind. "Wait, Yeosang! Who teaches hand-to-hand combat?"

The question seemed to stun and confuse Yeosang as his eyebrows wavered, "I mean, Mingi specializes in it but he's never really taught-"

"I want to meet him."

"Why?"

"I want to meet him," you repeated sternly.

Yeosang was left dumbfounded and almost frightened. Jongho had told him that you were shy and afraid but in front of him you were fascinated and more than awake and well. Then again, Yeosang wasn't the doctor and held the mere position of the group's assassin and designated shooter.

"I guess..." Yeosang wanted to help but he knew it wasn't his place, "Jongho will come later and I'll let him know. He'll decide."

And with that, he made his way quickly out the door before you were able to stop him.

"Hongjoong, you might want to take a look at the girl with Jongho," Yeosang instructed with a serious face as he made his way to the dining table.

The boys sitting around each other stared at him blankly as they were caught off guard from their meal made by the leader's very own right-hand man. Hongjoong stood up as he wiped his mouth and passed his plate to Seongwha who was promptly waiting for everyone else to finish. "What's the problem now, Yeosang? She's a scared girl who lost all her memories-"

"No. She's acting weird... you guys told me she was shy like a puppy but she's so... forward and happy. And she said she wants to meet Mingi! That girl, out of nowhere, started asking who was in charge of hand to hand."

Jongho felt a wave of confusion fall over him at Yeosang's words. When he checked up on you last night while you were sleeping you were shaking from anxiety and fear; now hearing his member say you were more than happy seemed out of character. Finishing up his food in haste, he stood up as he made his way to your room, wanting to see your actions himself.

"(Y/n), hey. It's Jongho," he spoke as he was sure to knock on your door before entering. Before Jongho could turn the knob, he was hit in the face with the door. "I guess you found the clothes we left for you," he chuckled while rubbing his head.

You smiled at his words, "yeah and they fit really well, thanks! But I need to meet Mingi."

Jongho's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. He knew Yeosang told them that you were asking for someone who taught hand-to-hand combat but the reason for why you did had him on edge. "What happened, (Y/n)? Did you wanna learn everything this quick, I mean you should probably rest a bit more."

"I'm tired of waiting! I've been laying in that bed long enough and I keep getting these 'flashes' of moments in my mind which seem like memories. I saw someone showing me how to defend with hand-to-hand and I really want to meet them... maybe it'll trigger more memories."

The boy stood saddened and stunned at your words. For the first time since he joined Ateez, he felt as if his leader was wrong. He didn't like that his leader was keeping you here with people you didn't know and he hated that he had to be the one to create each lie. But maybe, he thought he didn't have to be.

"Look, (Y/n), I know I told you that you were close to all of us but in reality-"

"You were only close to some of us. Boohoo Jongho, we know you two didn't talk as much before but it's not a big deal!"

You panicked as you felt cold, rough hands suddenly fall on top of your shoulders only for you to look back to see a tall, muscular man with small scars and scratches littering his body. The man smiled which triggered your lips to turn upwards as his eyes smiled with him, giving him a cute appearance; despite the rest of his body.

"I'm Mingi," the man stated as he leaned on the wall, "Yeosang told us you were looking for me and I wish I could've seen you sooner, but I'm glad you remembered me, (Y/n)!"

Your eyes widened. So he's the combatant that you must've heard in your 'memory'.

"Hey... Mingi? I feel bad that I don't remember you but I saw something like a memory and it was you! You were talking about showing me defensive methods!"

Jongho stood unsteadily as you and Mingi continued to make conversation. He knew, based on his group member's sudden appearance and blatant lies, Hongjoong had probably told him what to say and do. The boy sighed until he looked up and realized his suspicions were true; Hongjoong was peeking through the corner and Jongho shuddered as he noticed his leader moving his finger, alerting Jongho to meet him.

"What do you plan to do if she has a distinct memory of the faces of her old members, Hongjoong?"

While Seongwha was in the middle of contacting new clients and tasks, Hongjoong sat at his desk and sat in deep thought.

"Well, I assume the best plan would be to say her memories are wrong... it's the worst-case scenario of what she could remember but I suppose we deal with it when the time comes. After all," Hongjoong spoke as he stood up, "this girl isn't going to distract us from our real business. At the end of the day, we are a gang with other means to make money; she's simply someone we are trying to recruit."

Seongwha smirked at his leader's words until his thoughts were cut off by a loud knock at the door.

"Ah, Jongho!" Hongjoong cooed, "come in."

"I don't want to continue telling lies to the girl." Jongho looked rugged and panicked as he was breathing heavier than normal, which Hongjoong, of course, took curiosity in.

Smiling to himself, Hongjoong began circling the younger boy, "have you taken a liking to this girl?"

"No, I just-"

"Are you really going to go against your leader for this girl?"

"No Hongjoong if you just let me-"

"She, Jongho, is a recruit." Hongjoong spoke with venom gracing his words as he held the young boy's hair in a tight grip, "we are doing this for a good cause. And she's going to be better off with us... we would never take her on a mission as foolishly as her old group did," he laughed.

"So, that's the dream or 'memory' that you had of me, huh?"

Mingi had brought you outside the house into what looked to be a backyard garden. There were bushes of flowers and stoned tiles beautifully lining the ground which questioned how this was a house of gang members.

You shuffled a little on the bench Mingi had led you to as you sighed in response, "I just saw myself practicing with someone and if you're the one that does combat then please, tell me about my past... I'm just scared and I want to remember everything as fast as possible."

"I get it," he breathed as he stretched his arms atop the bench, "but don't worry. You and I were close and if anything, you were close with all of us..."

Your eyebrows furrowed as you became frustrated with his answer. You knew that you were probably close with everyone but you wanted everyone to explain your unique relationships with them. You forgot your memories sure, but you hadn't forgotten basic human relationships and how different people you meet have a different kind of 'connection' to you.

"Sure we were close but tell me about us."

Mingi's breath hitched as he gave you a confused look, "what do you mean by that?"

Groaning, you began to try to provide a better explanation, "You know, some people are the ones you can trust, some are the ones who you simple laugh and fool around with and some are the ones that give you butterflies and stuff. What type of person were you to me?"

You noticed Mingi looking off at the flowers around him as he seemed to be thinking of an answer. You chuckled as he turned to you and squinted as he looked at you which prompted a small laugh out of him too. "Well, I think we had a really calm relationship. I was the one you could come to relax with if you were stressed and get some advice if you needed it. After all, sometimes hitting something is known to calm people down."

You laughed at his jokes as the two of you sat in silence for a couple of minutes until you spotted Yeosang walking towards you two, "hey Mingi, Hongjoong needed to see you about the next mission."

"But I'm with-"

"I'll keep (Y/n) company. You know Hongjoong doesn't like to wait," Yeosang prompted as he sat on the other side of you.

Mingi groaned as he stood, giving you a glance before he made his way back into the house. Yeosang sat quietly beside you as you began to feel slightly uncomfortable by the silence around you.

"There's a mission coming up?" you asked the boy beside you.

Yeosang sat up, "yeah, Hongjoong wants you to observe for this one..."

Your eyes widened in response to his words, "he wants me to observe? Does that mean I'm coming with all of you?"

"Well not all of us," Yeosang spoke as his voice raised slightly, "it'll be you and someone else. It's a small but complex mission so we have to split up. For a lot of our missions, we actually don't all stick together since going in groups can make it easier to be caught."

You nodded your head in understanding, eager to learn and hopefully remember more about your missions and how to properly conduct them. You frowned, however, as you remember you still had little to no memories of the missions which would probably make you bothersome to everyone else.

Noticing your sorrowed expression, Yeosang cleared his throat, "in case you're worried, you won't be really involved in it. Hongjoong wants to bring you along so it hopefully triggers some sort of memories."

You smiled in response until you were cut off from a voice calling from the house, "hey you two, Hongjoong wants you both inside!"

"Thanks, San, we'll be right there," Yeosang yelled back.

"San?"

Standing and taking your hand to guide you up as well, Yeosang chuckled a little, "yeah, he's one of our members. Hopefully, you'll meet them all soon; Hongjoong's a bit busy dealing with stuff so he hasn't found a time to introduce you to everyone."

Your eyebrows furrowed as a thought entered your mind, "why is Hongjoong in charge of every little thing. Since the second I woke up all I've heard about is how Hongjoong's the one to decide everything around here. Does no one else get any say?"

Yeosang looked at you in surprise and slight anger until he looked away to collect himself. "Don't let Hongjoong hear that," he laughed, "his father is the one who built all this from the ground up so he has all authority while we can't say anything against him. He saved all of us. All of us."

As the two of you entered the house you were surprised to see Jongho waiting for you, "they're waiting in the living room," he prompted Yeosang, to which he nodded in response. Jongho smiled as he turned to you, "I hope you've been having a good day so far."

"I have, I think," you chuckled, "Mingi was really nice and I felt calm around him."

"Yeah, he's like that. Mingi's the calm and collected one in the group even though he's in charge of fighting. By the way," he added as he cleared his throat, "Hongjoong wants you in your room while we have the meeting... it's a bit important about how we should go by training and preparing you since you don't really have your memories..."

You sighed, slightly disappointed at his instructions but you obliged anyway, making your way to your bedroom.

"I don't get why I have to sit at a meeting to talk about a girl that I haven't even met yet," San sighed as he rested his head atop his hand.

Taking his seat beside the leader, Seonghwa scoffed at his member's lazy antics, "you'll meet her soon enough but this is a bigger situation than all of you realize. If we tell one lie out of place then it could mess everything up."

"So, what are you getting at?" Wooyoung questioned.

"Well, Mingi reported to us that (Y/n) had begun to ask about his 'relationship' with her. In this case, we should all make up our own identities and past with her as if we actually spent time with her so that we each know what to say."

Standing up, Hongjoong straightened out his leather jacket, "Mingi already said he had a 'chill' friendship with her... I mean those were his words - not mine."

The rest of the boys chuckled at the leader's uncomfortable use of words until Seongwha slammed his fist on the table beside him, quickly making everyone go silent. "This is serious stuff. Like I mentioned before, if one lie goes out of place this could all fall apart. We all need to know what to discuss and what not to discuss as well in case people say things that don't exactly correspond with each other," Seonghwa lectured.

"So how is this going down? Do we all just say what make-up relationship we have with her or...?" Yeosang added out of curiosity.

As a grim smile formed on his face, Hongjoongs mind filled with lies upon lies to form your backstory.

To create a new you.

"That's exactly what we'll do... and let's have some fun with it too," he laughed dryly as he prompted Seongwha to begin writing on the large whiteboard in the room.

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[2:00 a.m.]

"hey loverboy," you giggled as you tapped his chin, "my eyes are up here."

jeno blushed as he watched your retreating form. hiding his face behind his book, he smiled as he thought of the lingering scent of your perfume.

"cute..."

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healer ; five

➳ pairing: ateez x reader

➳genre: gang au, amnesia au, angst, romance, fluff, suggestive, hurt/comfort, friends to lovers, enemies to lovers, possible smut

➳rating: M

➳warnings: mentions of guns/weaponry; mentions of abuse

"Who were my parents, Amber?"

"We don't know, (Y/n)... I can't tell you," the two of you laughed as she picked your short figure into her arms, "but you're still young, so, maybe one day we can look for them together, okay?"

"Do you promise?" you asked, sticking out your pinky.

Amber chuckled as she wrapped her pinky around your tiny one, "I promise. I always do."

You woke up in a cold sweat as you tried to catch your breath, heaving as you attempted to inspect your environment.

"Who's Amber?" you questioned in haste as you tried to steady your breathing.

Darting your eyes around the room, your heart sped up as you didn't remember where you were. You couldn't remember anything. The covers flew off the bed as you got up, rushing around the room to inspect exactly where you were. Digging through the drawers and looking through pictures, your mind became dizzy as it overflowed with confusing information.

Your head suddenly snapped towards the door as you heard the moving handle, only to see a young man standing there with a cup in his hands. "Looks like you're awake," he smiled lightly.

"Who are you?" you stuttered, your voice getting stuck in your throat, "And where am I?"

Placing the cup of what looked like tea on the table, the man adjusted his shirt as if readying himself for a formal interview, "my name's Jongho and you're at my house."

"I don't know you... do I? I don't remember anything I-" you began to stutter

The boy named Jongho began to approach you slowly as he placed his arms in front of himself, "Woah, woah..." he calmed, "don't worry, you'll be okay."

"I don't even know what to say to you or what to ask! Was I hurt or something?"

"Why would you assume that?" He stopped moving.

"I don't know..." you shrugged, calming down a bit as the atmosphere became less tense, "in the books a character always wakes up confused when they get injured."

Scratching the back of his neck, Jongho chuckled as he pointed his hand towards your bed, indicating for you to take a seat. "Well I mean, you're not wrong about you being injured-"

"You got really hurt in one of our missions!" a new voice called from the door.

Turning your head, you noticed a tall man with red hair. His face was quite long and structured which gave him a very handsome look.

"Our... mission?" you questioned.

The man quickly walked up to Jongho before he could say anything and immediately began talking over him, "yes, you don't remember? Ah... you must've forgotten that too. You're a member of our gang, Ateez. Some group named the Crystal Knives tried to attack us and bombed the area you were patrolling!"

You stared blankly at the red-haired male leaning on Jongho. Your mind was running all over the place as you tried to take in his words as you attempted to recall any memories... anything at all. Thinking long and hard, you managed to remember the general situation... being a part of a gang and being in a mission.

"How long have I been part of this group? you asked curiously.

The male answered with a sly smile, "Ever since you were a little girl."

Pushing the male off his shoulder, Jongho voiced his annoyance at the moment, "leave her alone, Hongjoong. We shouldn't be telling her so much information right now since she just woke up. And I think I need to have a talk with you outside... alone."

Before the man. Hongjoong, was able to reply he was pulled out by Jongho. After following their movements you looked down at your bedsheets, trying to figure out what was going on. According to Hongjoong, you were a member of their group which means you knew them. Other than that, you had no knowledge about anything other than your name, (F/n) (L/n).

Looking around, your eyes focused on a gold necklace sitting on the dresser with a matching pendant. "Is this mine?" you spoke to yourself, caressing the pendant and opening it only to see an image of a young child, "who is this?"

"Why are you making up all those lies?" Jongho seethed as he shoved his leader in front of him, outside of your room

Sighing, Hongjoong straightened his shirt and stood tall, "don't forget who you're talking to, Jongho. If I'm the leader wouldn't you think I had a plan?"

The younger male froze in his place, "I'm sorry..."

"I excuse your actions but don't forget that I know what I'm doing," Hongjoong sternly finished as he made his way down the hall, "by the way, make your way to the living room in 20 minutes. I'll be explaining the situation then."

Jongho watched as his leader exited. He always admired the older male for how he never backed down and always held strength over others even if he didn't have it. In a fight, Jongho knew he could easily overpower Hongjoong but his leader's strength lies in the fact that he finds his rival's weak spot.

"Jongho, don't give up! Kick his ass, come on already!"

The young boy was crouched on the ground, heaving as he tried to regain every breath that was previously knocked out of him. He tried looking up at his opponent but he couldn't.

"What's wrong kid? I thought you were uber-strong," Jongho remembers the sneering, mocking tone that Hongjoong held as he looked down at him.

Jongho was always stronger but Hongjoong was menacing. He simply looked frightening to the boy. It was the type of fear that's not directly horrifying but still manages to crawl under your skin due to its creepy nature.

He remembers his leader instantly beginning to laugh which undoubtedly shocked him as Hongjoon stuck out his hand, "I hope I didn't scare you too much, kid."

Hongjoong was able to do that with everyone and it's how he knew he would always win. It's how he knew he was always superior.

"Hey, Jongho! What took you so long?" he heard San question as the older boy made room for him to sit.

"San. That's enough," Seonghwa instructed.

"So, as you all know the girl who we assume is from the Crystal Knives group is in our care at this moment. When Jongho was in there with her, I told her that previous to her accident, she was actually a member of our group. Because of this, she thinks that Crystal Knives are the enemy group."

After hearing what Hongjoong had done, the rest of Ateez were left confused. None were opposed but uncertainty was prominent in every person.

"Why do that though?" Yeosang commented.

"I wasn't really sure... I mean I figured we could just kill her but I heard that the Crystal Knives had an amazing female member and who knows, this one could be her."

Wooyoung chuckled at his leader's answer, "she better be because the other two girls who raided our dock mission were weak and flat."

"Does chest size really matter?"

"I actually thought the red-haired girl was fairly curvy-"

Seongwha, becoming annoyed with the younger members' actions slammed his hands on the table beside him as he stood in the center of the living room. "We need to focus. As Hongjoong said, this girl is a member of the Crystal Knives. The car had pictures of some of the old, recognizable members in it..."

"So, Jongho!" Hongjoong exclaimed, standing up as he was ready to take his leave, "from now on you will be the one to watch the girl around the clock and find out more from her. Tell her to think long and hard about what she remembers but keep in mind that she still has to believe she's a member of Ateez."

As he finished his commands, the leader soon left wish Seongwha following suit. Every remaining member continued back to their previous rooms except for Wooyoung who stayed with Jongho. Tossing his arm around the younger boy's shoulder, Wooyung chuckled, "is she hot?"

"Who?"

"The girl! I never got to see her since we brought her here and I only got a glimpse of her when Hongjoong carried her into the truck."

Jongho sighed in annoyance while he shoved the older male's arm off of him. "She's admittedly pretty but you seriously need to leave her alone, Wooyung. And I mean it."

Wooyoung scoffed, "I'm the most gentle gentleman there is in our group. I'm the only one who'd treat her right!"

"That's exactly my point," Jongho finished as he stood with his back facing your door, "you only look at girls as mannequins to be in a short relationship with until you move onto the next one."

"That's not-"

Slamming the door shut behind him, you were startled out of your short-lived nap. Blinking your eyes to adjust and focus on the bright environment, you recognized Jongho standing beside your bed. "I brought you some water," he smiled with a glass outstretched towards you.

You sat up in your bed as you gladly took the glass gently from his calloused hands, "thank you."

"No worries... By the way," the boy spoke quietly as he looked around your room, "this seems stupid but I forgot to ask if you remembered your name-"

"(F/n) (L/n)."

"What?" Jongho asked with wide eyes.

You laughed slightly as you placed your water on the dresser beside you, "my name, it's (Y/n). I'm sorry for startling you, I just got really excited since it's the only thing I could really remember."

Sitting on the edge of your bed, Jongho held out his hand towards you, "well, it's nice to meet you (Y/n)... meet you again I mean!"

You shook his hand wearily in response as his awkward laugh left you confused as if he didn't believe his own words. After his small mistake, the atmosphere became quiet as the two of you lost all conversation which caused him to leave you to 'rest'. However, you wish he hadn't.

The second you were left alone you began to crumble under confusion and pain. The fact that you couldn't remember anything left you feeling crazy as you desperately tried searching for something in your blank mind. You hadn't even noticed that tears were falling from your eyes until your light blue blanket had a splotch of dark blue on it. Reaching for the pendant that you had put around your neck before falling asleep, you wrapped your hand around its cool metal.

"I'm so confused, mom..." you spoke quietly.

And in an instant, your eyes shot open towards your own words.

"Mom! I remember my mom!"

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➳ four | six

➳ masterlist

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[tag list] : @yeosangmystar @pandabur666 @harry-the-pottypus @joonsmoonchild @soonwoosz

[chuu-nct]

hii, could i be added into the 'healer' taglist? tysmm

of course my love!! thank you for asking and i hope you’re enjoying it so far (｡╯ᴗ╰)〜♡

[chuu-nct]

nct 127 mtl to . . .

date someone with short/bob curly hair

[AN]: this is my first time doing an mtl and i loved it so please feel free to request more! also i personally think none of them would go for hair as a big thing in being attracted to people so please remember to take this list very lightly! hair is a very small thing in our overall appearance and even the members low on this list would love you muah ily <3

1 . yuta, haechan — so i put these two together considering it's been said they actually do prefer short hair for their partner and i think they'd actually love a partner with curly hair! i think they'd love to make cute little hairstyles for you with clips and stuff and just think your short hair with the curls just compliments you so well! (′ꈍωꈍ‵)

2. johnny, jungwoo — johnny and jungwoo are on the same level as taeil, but I just put them a little higher since although taeil is known to like short hair, i think they don't really have any preferences. out of anyone in the group these two would be the most chill in terms of hair length and texture and would like you with any haircut/style!

4. taeyong, mark, doyoung — THESE THREE ARE SO TRICKY FOR ME IDK WHY. i feel like for these three hair type and length is more of a mundane thing to look for in a partner. they'll like long hair and think it's pretty but couldn't care less what hair length their partner has - and the same goes for having curls!

4. taeil — now i would put taeil with johnny and jungwoo or even yuta and haechan, but something in my gut tells me he'd be into straight hair more, to the point where he'd prefer short, straight hair. compared to mark and taeyong, i think he'd be slightly more adamant on straight hair despite it being short - idk he just seems like a traditional guy.

5. jaehyun, winwin — so just because they're last doesn't mean they wouldn't date someone with short, curly hair, but the reason they're so low is that they're known to like long hair, especially jaehyun who's known to like long straight hair specifically :( winwin is also said to like long hair but he seems like he also prefers straight hair. although members like mark also prefer long hair, i feel as though like taeil, they’d be more adamant.

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submitted by: @ash1kawa ꒰´꒳`∗꒱

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healer ; four

➳ pairing: ateez x reader

➳genre: gang au, amnesia au, angst, romance, fluff, suggestive, hurt/comfort, friends to lovers, enemies to lovers, possible smut

➳rating: M

➳warnings: mentions of guns/weaponry; mentions of abuse

"They just passed us, Amber. When are we going?" Aiko questioned in anticipation as she noticed the car which they assumed belonged to their rival group.

With adrenaline flowing through her veins, Amber hesitated in response. Seeing the car of the people who killed so many of her past friends...

"Amber?" Akio shook the leader's shoulders as you all had become worried at her blank state.

Snapping out from her thoughts, Amber looked around hastily as if trying to recall her surroundings, "what- oh... I'm okay," she laughed dryly, "we'll move an hour after they get settled so they'll be least suspecting and probably tired; if we're lucky.

(Y/n), remember that you're staying in this car no matter what, do you hear me?" Amber questioned sternly to which you nodded with confidence and understanding, "we're not sure how they act in terms of panic."

After Amber's directions, no one was able to speak a single word in sheer worry and adrenaline. Although Amber and Akio were only thinking of revenge, seeking the same bloodshed that their loved ones faced, Aiko was shivering in fear.

You quickly noticed her frightened composure and wrapped your arms around her in hopes of comforting your closest friend, "Aiko you have nothing to worry about," you spoke quietly, "you've been on so many missions, and if anything you're doing better than me at this point."

Aiko smiled in response, thankful for your attempts at calming her down. As every minute passed, however, the three of them became less anxious as the boys of Ateez standing outside seemed to be getting tired and unsuspecting. The members who were previously at the lower level began to make their way up to the ones at the main level to chat.

"Now's the time," Amber whispered strictly as Aiko nodded, understanding that the mission was beginning.

The older boy carefully opened the door as he crouched out of it and continued to crawl towards the bushes closest to the docks.

"Akio what do you see, are any of them looking in your direction?" Amber whispered to him through her earpiece.

"They're all just... talking."

"What about the ones on the boat?" she questioned further.

Akio looked closer towards the said people. "They're the only ones who I'd say are a problem. They're not looking a lot in this general area but they are on the lookout."

As she heard her member's words, Amber prompted Aiko to proceed with their positions. Aiko followed her brother's actions and made her way to the side of the forest opposite Akio. Aiko was always perfect in stealth, and thus, putting her position closer to the docks.

"(Y/n), before I go," Amber began, turning in her seat before clipping her necklace from herself, only to put it around you, "I don't know how this is going to go, to be honest. The last time our group confronted Ateez, Akira died so... Just keep that with you."

Her words left you stunned as the seriousness of the mission finally hit you. Ateez made your group realize the sheer difference between life or death but you didn't want the same fate to happen to Amber.

As she hopped out of the car, she spoke quietly to you, "I'm proud of you, (Y/n). I always have been."

She closed the door and you were left staring where she once was. Wiping a tear from your eyes you hastily looked out the window making sure to keep an eye on every member's postilion at every second. From the corner of your eye, you spotted Aiko making her way towards the docks as she crouched to stay hidden.

"Isn't she going too early?" you thought to yourself. Following Aiko, you saw Amber walking towards the docks as well which made you panic as you noticed the Ateez members that were standing atop of the boats had begun to turn and look in her area. "Amber, not yet!" you exclaimed in fear, "can any of you hear me? They're looking in your area!"

Taking off your earpiece in haste, you noticed that Amber had probably disconnected it from everyone else.

"They're going to get themselves killed!" you anxiously yelled out, pressing your hands against the window as you looked ahead in fear.

You always hated when your gut feelings were right and you hated this situation the most. As if on cue, you noticed the member that had been standing on the boat jump off of it and walk around, almost confused as he turned his head around to inspect his surroundings. Although he jumped off the vehicle, which would've made a lot of noise, it was as if Amber never heard it and continued to walk straight towards him.

Your tears wouldn't stop falling as you scratched at the window, trying so hard to get out as you knew you couldn't just sit and watch but you remembered seeing the car keys hanging off of Amber's shorts.

"(Y/n)?"

Your head snapped as you heard your earpiece suddenly get connected to that of another member, which sounded like Akio.

"Akio! Akio, what's going on? Amber's going to get hurt! She's walking right towards him!" you exclaimed hastily, your voice still hoarse as you had been sobbing from the situation in front of your eyes.

"Calm down, I know but there's nothing we can do... He heard the keys on her shorts which gave her away and I guess she was too focused to notice," the older boy replied calmly.

"Where are you right now? Are you okay?" you added, unable to balance your thoughts.

"I'm fine... I'm on the opposite side of the forest since Amber said that she and Akio should go first," he sighed, "look she's going to get caught but I want you to take a deep breath and remember that this is Amber. She was trained by Adrien and my mom who were the founding members of our group. She's strong, okay?"

Your head snapped in an instant, ignoring Akio's words as you heard screams and Amber's body in the hands of an unfamiliar person.

"Leave her alone!" you sobbed, banging your hands against the window of the car.

"(Y/n), I can hear them talking!" you heard Akio speak through the earpiece, "can you hear them by any chance?"

"Who do we have here?"

Your throat hitched in shock and panic.

"Whoa, Wooyoung don't get too excited. Before we do anything we need to question her and you're not even the one new to this group." you heard a more stern member say through Akio's earpiece.

"That's dumb, she came on our site and we need to blow her up!" the man who was said to be Wooyoung, hastily replied.

"Akio they're going to kill her!" you panicked as tears flowed down your eyes as the situation unfolded.

You heard the older boy sigh on his side of the earpiece, "(Y/n), you need to calm down, seriously, Aiko and I aren't even as panicked as you are."

Hearing his words, you realized you were too anxious about what was happening and tried to regain a steady breathing pattern.

"I'm sick of this! She's not telling us anything!"

Your breath hitched at the words of Wooyoung as you familiarized yourself with his manic voice by hearing him scream through Aiko's mic.

"Akio, what's the situation? That guy's worrying me every second."

After not hearing any reply, you continuously called for him until he replied, his voice emotionless yet filled with fear, "he said... he sees our car..."

Your heart stopped and your eyes widened. You noticed the crazy-minded man was looking right at you, or more specifically, right at your car which was previously hidden out of their sight.

"Wooyoung, do not do anything hasty. Do you hear me?" you heard a stern voice attempt to control him.

"(Y/n). You need to get out of that car. He's holding a small bomb," Aiko cautiously instructed.

Panic took over your entire being in an instant as you began punching the windows, trying every method to leave the damned car that Amber had locked you in. You screamed and called for Aiko but you knew you were trapped.

"Please, please I'm begging you don't do anything to that car."

You sobbed as you finally heard Amber's voice from Aiko's mic.

"If you won't tell us anything, dear, then I'm afraid it has to go bye-bye," Wooyoung laughed.

Following the crazy male, a serious voice was heard, "tell us who you work under and nothing happens."

"I will never."

You always admired Amber but you wished she would sometimes just give up. Tears were pouring from your eyes as you saw your mother figure on the ground with her head held up by a member of Ateez: the member of a group she hated.

"I'm sick of this bitch!"

"Wooyoung no! Jongho is in those trees!"

"(Y/N)!"

In an instant, you felt your body go weightless as the hot temperature of fire engulfed you. A final tear slipped from your eye as the weight of the car crushed your ribs. Your eyes wavered as you tried to find Amber, and you smiled when your eyes locked with hers. She was in a state of panic as you could see her screaming your name but you couldn't hear her.

"Run... Amber..." you whispered, closing your eyes.

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[A/N]: HI I'm so sorry this took so long to come out I literally graduated college after the third chapter came out so that was fun!!

also i'm so excited the story's finally kicking off!!

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➳ three | five

➳ masterlist

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[tag list] : @yeosangmystar @pandabur666 @harry-the-pottypus

@joonsmoonchild

[chuu-nct]

[10:43 p.m.]

— inspired by 'enough for you' by olivia rodrigo

you and jongho sat quietly on the large bleachers on the side of the soccer field.

"he isn't worth it. why are you still crying over him?"

"i just tried so hard for him jongho..."

you recalled the day you first laid your eyes on choi san, the star soccer player of the school. you had known each other since the 5th grade, even though he probably never noticed you until high school.

"san, please pair up with (y/n) for this project."

"hey, i'm san!"

"i know," you laughed, "everyone does. i'm (y/n) by the way."

"i don't even know why i liked him so much," you sighed, leaning your head onto your crossed arms.

i wore make-up when we dated 'cause i thought you'd like me more.

"(y/n), are you wearing foundation? and eyeliner?"

you blushed as you touched your face, "yeah, i just thought i'd try it out. it doesn't look bad, does it?"

your mother smiled as she packed your bag, "you look gorgeous."

you never liked wearing makeup on your skin as you felt that it was heavy under the hot weather, but you thought you might try it - for san. the week after you paired up with him, you walked timidly through the halls into math class, nervous of the possible reactions you would get.

"wow (y/n), you look different today!" the energetic boy spoke, sitting down next to you.

"thank you. is it a good or bad 'different'?"

"good. really good," san smiled.

and i knew how you took your coffee, and your favorite songs by heart.

through the days the two of you spent working on the project, you learned more and more about each other. you learned his coffee order by heart after studying at the local cafe with him, doing research, and laughing at what you’d find.

“have you ever heard of this group?” san asked as you walked side-by-side under the moonlit night.

“not that i know. are they new?”

“here, listen,” he spoke, handing you his right headphone while keeping the other in his own ear.

trying to place it comfortably in your own, you laughed as it was pulled out of his own ear due to the short wire. he smiled, taking his and putting it back into his ear as he stood much closer to you.

“there,” he smiled, “now the wire won’t be pulled.”

you blushed at the closeness of your bodies and hoped he wouldn’t be able to see your reddened face.

despite your wishes, san chuckled, “it’s funny seeing you flustered, (y/n).”

as the weeks went by, san and you remained close friends even after the project was submitted. there was not a day that you two wouldn’t sit together at lunch and spend your free period with each other at the roof.

“so, who are you taking to prom?” san asked.

you were sitting crisscrossed with him on a picnic blanket in the field behind the school as san had suggested.

“hmm, i’m not sure yet. how about you?”

“i had someone in mind,” he smirked, feeding you a grape.

“is it hanna from chem?”

“she’s cute, but no.”

“mirai?”

“nope.”

“haeseul?”

“never”

“then who?” you exclaimed, crossing your arms.

the boy laughed at your antics. “it’s you, idiot.”

after prom, san had asked you to be his girlfriend.

you sighed as you tried to recall the feeling you had that day. it was a mix of happiness, longing, excitement - pure euphoria.

the two of you continued to date for months and you believed he could never do any wrong. you were perfect for him and he for you.

“hey (y/n)?”

you stood at the front of the school as a boy from your music class had stopped you after your club practice.

“jongho, right? how can i help you?” you smiled.

“are you dating san? i heard you were...”

“i am,” you replied, confused as you wondered why he would care about that.

“i think you need to see something...”

you followed jongho through the halls as your heart was beating out of your chest. you were panicking, despite your mind telling you to trust san as he could never do anything wrong.

jongho stopped in front of the monitoring room above the gymnasium as he slowly opened the door, looking at you with a solemn face.

walking in, you looked out the window to the gymnasium only for your eyes to widen, your blood running cold.

“... with mirai...” you croaked, tears burning your eyes.

“i saw them one day when i stayed back to fix the computers here,” jongho explained while walking towards you, “i remember someone told me you were dating him but after seeing them, i thought you two were broken up. that was until i saw you kiss him a week later, and he was back here the same day with her in this same place.”

“why would you show me this,” you turned to him.

jongho looked sadly at at your reddened face, cheeks drenched from the tears that wouldn’t stop from flowing.

“i’ve been in a lot of your classes, (y/n). you’re a good person and you deserve so much better. i just thought you should’ve known.”

and you always say i'm never satisfied, but I don't think that's true 'cause all i ever wanted was to be enough for you.

“you’re so dramatic over this! it was one time!”

“jongho told me he’d seen you once before too!” you yelled, “if he only caught you once, how many more times were you with her when no one saw you?”

san ran after you after he spotted you and jongho watching him and mirai.

“what did you expect me to do? you were never satisfied lately with anything i did! i had practice more than usual and even when i took out time to see you, you complained because it wasn’t enough!”

you stared at him with anger, “you know that’s not true! i was mad because whenever we’d plan dates you would never tell me you’re busy and would just ghost me!

i put everything into this. i tried so hard for you to like me just to make sure i was enough for you! you never noticed how much i would try to do for you...”

don't you think i loved you too much to be used and discarded?

you walked slowly out of the school as your body felt heavy. a headache pounded throughout your head as you tried to think of anything but the heartache you were feeling.

“are you okay?”

you looked up, only to see jongho at the school's entrance.

although you wanted to reply, you felt too tired to. if anything, what could you say to him?

“i thought you’d need an umbrella. it’s raining and i didn’t see you with one,” he continued, raising the umbrella in his hand.

despite the rain pouring outside, the sun was shining brightly, creating an ethereal experience of colours and light.

you walked towards jongho, hiding under his umbrella. “thank you,” you spoke quietly.

jongho smiled as he nodded, “no worries. y’know, i love sun-showers. it kinda reminds me that even when things aren’t looking great, there’s still light all around us.”

you looked at him, taking in his genuine smile and excitement - the same way you had for someone else long ago.

but don't tell me you're sorry boy, feel sorry for yourself. 'cause someday, i'll be everything to somebody else.

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— chuu-nct's masterlist

notes

♡ nct ; all groups

♡ ateez

... more groups coming soon.

[chuu-nct]

— notes

; my main account is @ scintillating-souls so please don’t be confused when my comments/replies come from that account (-｡-;

; all my fics are works of fiction - please don't take them seriously

; please don't repost/copy my work on other sites

; all my fics are written by me and i will note when a fic is inspired by something else

; feel free to request anything! i'm still starting out so feel free to request scenarios, drabbles, reactions, etc! please do so through dms or my ask box

; i will not write bdsm or anything hardcore nor will I write anything suggestive or explicit for underage members

; if you send in a request and i do not wish to write for it, please understand i can refuse and will explain why

; i also love interactions so feel free to talk to me about anything and everything!

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— ateez masterlist

f - fluff ; a - angst ; s - suggestive ; e - explicit (smut) ; h - horror ts - timestamp ; sc - scenario ; ss - series

♡ park seongwha

— 1:28 a.m. ; f , ts perhaps love does exist

♡ kang yeosang

— unforseen ; f , a , sc maybe your highschool crush wasn't all that

♡ all members

— healer prologue | one | two | three | four | five | six | seven | eight ; f , a , s , e , ss you thought your life was ending and you were prepared for the light to come to an end. so why were you saved?