ribosoons

[ribosoons]

pomegranates; wonwoo x reader

request: Really craving to read angsty. No ideas in mind but I want to see betrayal and kill my insides (and cry inside) Can you surprise me? My favorite member is Wonwoo :)

synopsis: you, a princess from a doomed kingdom, have been arranged to be married to an heir of a much more prosperous kingdom. however, when you first visit them, you realize that you would much rather be with the heir's younger brother.

a/n: the ending was @strawberryya's idea, so you have to blame her for that pain... the rest is my fault

cw: nudity, implied smut, cheating, puking, eating, mentions of not eating, slut shaming (if you find any more, please let me know!!)

genre: angst, star-crossed lovers, royal au

word count: 13.8k

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The castle halls were empty, and the furniture was covered with white sheets. Your heeled shoes echoed through the tall roof as you walked across the marble floors. A kingdom once beautiful, once prosperous, now turned into dust in front of your very eyes. While growing up, your father always spoke of how his kingdom will one time be yours. But you no longer wanted this.

"Your Majesty, your carriage is here.", your chambermaid came up beside you.

"Do I have to go?", you said, only half sarcastically.

"I'm afraid so, my Lady.", she nodded, "But I will be with you every step of the way."

Most of the servants in the castle had left because you simply did not have the means to keep them around. You had insisted on keeping Eunji around. She was the closest thing you had to a best friend, after all.

"I wish my father could be here...", you sighed as you followed after Eunji.

"We all wish he could be here.", she nodded, "I think he would be very proud of your decision."

The Prince of the neighboring kingdom had offered his hand in marriage, despite your empire being in ruins after your father's sudden death. Everyone was joyous over the occasion, except you. There had never been enough time for you to think of marriage or love in any capacity, but you knew that you didn't just want to do it for an advantage. However, Eunji was right - your father would have been proud. He had repeatedly told you that he trusted you to be a good ruler and to do what is right for the people. This was right for the people, so at least you had one reason you could justify the situation with.

The ride there was long and treacherous, nothing like you had ever experienced before. You frequently used to ride horseback with your father, much to your mother's dismay. To see you sitting pretty in one of your finest gowns in a carriage brought her the utmost delight.

"You really do look lovely, darling.", she said.

She was a kind soul, your mother, but she never understood you much. It wasn't her fault, of course, and after your father's passing, she had tried to accommodate more to your needs, as had you to her.

"You've said that already, mother.", you said whilst giving her a small smile.

"Oh, I know...", she sighed, "I'm just restless..."

Of course, she was restless. If she weren't restless it would provoke you even further. However, you knew she wasn't solely restless. She was excited. She was excited because you had picked your clothes yourself without her having to ask you to wear something nice. That only happened on extraordinarily special occasions, although you must admit it felt nice to look pretty.

"... thank you.", you looked out the window to avoid her sympathetic smile.

The moment you told her of your plans to marry, she cried tears of joy. Partly because she was so happy for you. Furthermore, because she knew the kingdom would be saved. Outside the window, autumn had begun to take its toll on the poor trees. No longer green, they had taken on an orange color. Although it was beautiful, you knew that in a few weeks the orange would turn brown and that the trees' destinies were to turn into lifeless husks of the beautiful bloom that spring had brought them. Nobody questions the cruel cycle of the seasons because we have grown attached to them, it is the natural way of things. However, the seasons are purely a transaction. If it is true, as the ancients say, that every spring Persephone leaves Hades' side in the Underworld, then it is a trade between the King of the Underworld and the human race. We get to live with Persephone's beauty for half a year, and then we experience the same cold that Hades feels once his Queen leaves his side. The tale is tragic and has been adapted into many forms of storytelling. But, nobody ever asks how Persephone feels. Her body is used by both the people and the man she loves as pristine goods. She is torn: should she stay with the man she loves or should she help her people? This compromise between Hades and the people may seem like an acceptable prospect, however, every winter people are still hurting, and every spring Hades cries tears of sorrow and loneliness. The agreement brings equal pleasure for both parties, but it also brings equal pain. And let's not forget the Queen, who hurts no matter what she does.

"We're almost here, darling.", your mother interrupts your thoughts, and you are forced to drag your attention away from the trees.

"Indeed we are.", you hummed as you saw the castle, your new home, in the distance.

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The castle had a homely look with many rounded corners. It gave you the impression that it wanted to look less intimidating. Your new family was inside, waiting for you in the King's throne room.

"Are you ready, my darling?", your mother came up beside you.

"Certainly.", you nodded, keeping your gaze fixated on the mesmerizing marble structure.

The large wooden doors opened for you as you walked up the steps, and, even inside, it seemed lovely. If you could, you would've taken a moment to appreciate the amount of art on the walls, not to mention the mural on the roof. There was no time. You could only walk past it. You came to a second large wooden door. You heard your name being presented on the other side. When the doors opened, you were almost blinded. Not only did the room have big ceiling windows decorated with golden arches, but the room was also almost entirely filled with mirrors on the walls. Instinctively, you straightened your back as soon as you saw your reflection. In front of you sat King Jeon, lonely on his golden throne. You thought of Hades again and that maybe this is just what he looked like. The man was huge, much bigger than you had ever imagined, and had a large grey beard. His crown sat perfectly on his head. From it, his grey hair was cascading down his shoulders. Once you were just a few feet away from him, you courtesied and bowed in respect. The King stood up from his throne and walked toward you. Never had you imagined that he would reach his hand out for you to try to shake it. Yet, he did, and you took his hand in yours. His hand was calloused and felt as if it was as large as your entire forearm.

"My condolences for your father´s passing, Princess.", he said.

His voice was deep and burly, and it reminded you of thunder. As you peered up at him, you couldn't believe his size. You had never seen a person this tall before.

"Thank you, your Majesty.", you said, trying to keep your voice strong.

"I am glad that such a strong woman could take over his place.", he said, "Your father spoke very highly of you whenever we met."

"He spoke highly of you as well, your Majesty.", you smiled at him.

"That's very kind of you to say.", his smile was surprisingly kind, "Now, I'm sure that you're hungry, and then I'll have the servants show you to your rooms. We can talk of business tomorrow."

The King gave you another warm smile and nodded to your mother as a greeting. You had never gotten to experience what it was like to live as a ruler. Instead, you had always found yourself in the position your mother was in now - ignored until the last seconds of the meeting. Still, your mother's smile shined brightly at you when you turned to follow the King out of his throne room. As you left you caught a glimpse of yourself in one of the mirrors that surrounded you. Deep dark circles framed your eyes, you could hardly recognize yourself. Now you understood why the King wanted to take the business in the morning.

You and your mother ate by yourselves. The rest of the Jeon family was already fast asleep, the King told you. As soon as you finished eating you were led to your room. When you tried asking for Eunji, they told you that she had taken her place in the servants' quarters already. They asked if they should wake her for you, but you declined and let another servant undress you for the night.

Your room was round, much like the architecture outside. The bed was in the middle of the room, and there was a small vanity table prepared for you, as well as a wardrobe and a partition wall for you to get dressed behind. The room's wallpaper gave the illusion of looking like velvet, and the dark red color accommodates nicely with the golden details. Most importantly, at one end of the room, there was a door leading to a balcony that overlooked the garden. The servant took off your outer layers for you and was about to leave you to take care of the rest yourself, leaving your nightgown on the bed.

"Excuse me...", you said before they could leave, "How can there be flowers in bloom in the garden? It's late autumn already."

"These flowers last until the frost starts to come in. The Queen likes to keep as much color in her garden for as long as she can.", the servant explained.

"Oh... thank you.", you said, "You may leave now."

The servant bowed and left you alone. You approached the glass doors, more of the flowers appearing in front of you. They had a vibrant purple and magenta color. It was late, but you just had to take a closer look. You opened the doors to the balcony and stepped out. It was cold, and the wind flew right through the thin material of your dress. Without the extra layers, the cold was much more prominent. But you didn't mind, instead, you leaned a bit further over the edge of the balcony to look closer at the flowers.

"Maybe Persephone left a piece of herself in this garden...", you sighed.

"You should go back inside.", you heard a voice from below you.

You quickly backed away from the balcony with a small shriek. It had merely surprised you to hear a voice in the dark, you weren't necessarily scared. In fact, you were intrigued - so you approached the edge again. In the garden stood a tall man with dark black hair. He was wearing all black: black pants, a black nightshirt, and black shoes. Of course, you hadn't seen him.

"Who are you?", you asked, "Why are you outside my window?"

"I didn't mean to be outside your window.", he said, ignoring your first question, "I like to visit the garden when the moon is out."

You looked up, seeing a slither of a moon there. A new moon. Looking back at the man, you smiled.

"So you visit the garden every night?", you asked.

"Only when there is a moon.", he answered.

"Then I will see you again soon.", you said.

"You might.", he spoke wearily, "Is that something you would like?"

"You seem mysterious. I like mysteries."

He let out a laugh, and you thought that you could hear the bells ringing. Like a silver spoon softly striking a crystal glass, that's what his laugh made you feel. Elegant and light. You wanted oh so desperately to hear it again.

"I heard you speak of Persephone before. Are you interested in Greek mythology?", he asked.

"Only a little.", you said truthfully, "I had a few books about it as a child. The story of Persephone stuck out to me."

"It's a bit romantic, I suppose."

"It's tragic.", you corrected him.

"How is it tragic?", he asked with an amused smile, "Because of the kidnapping?"

"Well, even if we look past the kidnapping it is still tragic.", you said, "She doesn't get to choose. Ever. The most she got to choose was when she ate the pomegranate. Other than that, it is decided for her that she has to travel between worlds. It is tragic because every autumn and spring she has to leave something important to her."

"Isn't it the best option, though?"

"No.", you shake your head, "I would've wanted to choose one of the two. Either having to give up my dearest, or to give up my people. Otherwise, I would have to go through the same pain every time I have to leave. While also, may I add, knowing that they are in pain as well."

"You would damn the world to an eternal winter to be with someone you love? Or break someone's heart to give the people eternal spring?", his eyebrows furrowed, "Isn't it selfish?"

"What isn't selfish?", you laughed, "Every action we take is selfish, whether we realize it or not."

"How depressing of a thought.", he said, "You don't think people can do selfless good?"

"I think people can try.", you said, "Trying is wonderful, in fact, but I don't think anyone can ever succeed."

"You have a peculiar mind.", the man muttered.

"So I have been told.", you said, "... do you know the name of these flowers?"

"It's Phlox.", he leaned down and picked a flower from the bushes, "It's a Greek word, actually. It means flame."

You watched as he looked around, and then took a sprung up your balcony. It wasn't high up from the ground, so he easily climbed up just enough to hand you the flower he had picked. Now that you could see him better, you took time to appreciate his sculpted features and piercing eyes.

"Thank you.", you mumbled.

"My Lady.", he bowed his head slightly before jumping down, "I wish you a good night's sleep."

"Goodnight.", you said and watched as he walked away, back into the castle.

When you woke up the morning after it was because someone was pulling your blinds aside.

"Good morning, Princess.", Eunji greeted.

"Good morning...", you sigh, "Did you sleep well?"

"I slept very well, my Lady.", she smiled brightly at you, "They are all so nice here. We had a wonderful time at breakfast. Oh, and speaking of breakfast. The King has called you to come eat breakfast with them. The entire family will be there this time."

"Right...", you groaned and sat up, "Did I bring any good gowns for this occasion?"

"You certainly did, my Lady.", Eunji happily walked over to your dresser and pulled out a light blue dress with poofy sleeves, "This is quite romantic, is it not? Perfect for your first time meeting the Prince."

The Prince. Prince Jeon Sungho. Your future husband. A sigh escaped your lips at the thought... and your mind couldn't help but drift to the man from the other night. What if it was Sungho? He never said his name, and with his beauty, he could definitely be a prince.

"I'll use that one then.", you said and got out of bed.

Seeing the castle in the daylight further gave you the impression that it was built to look welcoming. The windows were big, and the walls were light in color. It was such a drastic difference from the man you had seen last night. If it truly was the Prince, then he was a walking contradiction.

Eunji only left your side once you made it to the door of the dining room. When the doors open your nose was flooded with an amazing smell. Fresh bread, vanilla, all kinds of fruity smells, anything that would make your mouth water. You were starving.

"Ah, Princess Y/N, you made it.", the King said from his place at the end of the table.

"I'm sorry for my late arrival.", you said and made your way to an empty seat.

Before you could sit down, a man in front of you stood up. For a moment you thought it was the man from last night, but his eyes were different and he had a wider jaw.

"I am Prince Sungho, my Princess.", he said softly, "I am pleased to make your acquaintance."

"It is very good to meet you, Prince Sungho.", you said and tried your best not to seem disappointed.

The two of you bowed your heads as you sat down. His eyes were constantly on you, you could feel them practically burning into your skin. You didn't return his gaze. It wasn't because he wasn't handsome enough, he was in fact very handsome, but he wasn't the man from last night. It made you question who he truly was.

"Sungho has suggested that we go out for a ride after breakfast.", the Queen piped up, "Hopefully, my other son will be able to join us then."

"You have another son?", your mother, who was seated next to you, asked.

"Oh yes, we do.", the King said with a smile, "He's a bit more bashful than his brother, so he didn't join us for breakfast. Although, if you ask him - he will say that he was feeling sick."

"Do you think that a ride would be agreeable, Lady Y/N?", Sungho asked you.

His eyes were still burning into you, and it was almost difficult to return his gaze.

"Oh, yes. I think that sounds lovely.", you nodded with a timid smile.

The second son of the Jeon family was nowhere to be seen when you got to the stables. You had changed into more appropriate clothing for riding, which Sungho took note of.

"So it's not just the clothes that make my Lady so beautiful.", he said with a charming smile.

"I guess not.", you looked down at your clothes and then back up at him, "Thank you."

The Prince was handsome, kind, and loved to hear your opinion on many different topics. You found yourself drawn to him because of this. During the ride he showed great gentlemanship, helping you on and off your horse, and he matched his riding pace to fit yours. He was all a woman could ever dream of... yet you found yourself thinking of the mystery man from last night. The way his piercing gaze seemed to look into your soul, or the way his fingertips touched your hand when he gave you that flower that was still on your bedside table. You had thoroughly enjoyed the banter the two of you made, and not in the same way you could appreciate the way the Prince spoke.

Once the evening came you were excited to see him again. However, during the day dark clouds had started coming in over the horizon. It was raining heavily and the moon was nowhere in sight. You remembered his words: "I like to visit the garden when the moon is out". A sigh escaped your lips as you sat down on your bed.

"Is everything alright, my Lady?", Eunji asked.

"Oh, I'm just fine...", you turned to her, "Could you... perhaps keep a secret for me, Eunji?"

"Of course, my Lady."

She sat down on the bed beside you, as she had many nights before this. Eunji was as close as you had to a friend, and you always told her everything. You trusted her, and you had to tell someone of the man.

"Yesterday evening I was out on the balcony...", you paused and looked at her, "I saw this man there... dark hair, tall... handsome."

The rain started pouring outside as you told Eunji of the man. A constant smile was on Eunji's lips, clearly happy about you speaking of a potential love interest. It wasn't something you had done in the past, as you never bothered with it before. You thought you had your whole life ahead of you to deal with romance.

"I thought it might be the Prince.", you said which only made Eunji's smile grow wider, "... but it wasn't. While they were similar, he just... it wasn't the same."

"Oh...", her smile quickly faded, "I shouldn't advise you to have affections toward anyone but the Prince... but you seem very intrigued by this mysterious gentleman."

"I am, but it won't get in the way of my marriage. I promise.", you let out a breath that you hadn't realized you had been holding in, "I have gone too far to screw this up for a man I met once."

Your eyes wandered to the window, where the rain was still falling heavily. Eunji put her hand on top of yours, showing her support silently.

"I just needed to tell someone of what had happened.", you look back at her with a warm smile, "I cannot tell you how happy I am that you would listen."

"Of course, my Lady.", she said.

"I probably just got excited to talk to someone.", you reassured yourself, "There's not much else to it."

Eunji left your side to blow out all the candles in your room. You thanked her and bid her goodnight before she left. Laying in your bed, listening to the rainfall, and praying that you would never see the man again.

The doors to the dining room opened and you stepped inside. Unlike the day before, you were fairly early. Only the King, the Queen, and your mother were in the room.

"Good morning.", you said as you walked inside, "If I may, I would like to start presenting ideas of what we could do for the kingdom's-"

The door opened yet again. You turned around expecting your arranged fiancé but were met with another familiar face. The stranger from the garden. He looked at you, and you could tell he recognized you, but he kept quiet.

"Ah, finally!", the Queen stood up and motioned for the man in front of you, "This is my second son, Prince Wonwoo. Wonwoo, darling, this is Princess Y/N - your brother's fiancé."

Your mouth fell into a small "o" shape as you looked between the two. Without hesitation, Wonwoo's face fell into a polite smile as he reached to shake your hand.

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you, my Lady.", he said and kissed the back of your hand, "I'm sorry I wasn't here to greet you before, I wasn't feeling well. Although, I am in much better condition now."

You could hear the King chuckle behind you, supposedly at the fact that Wonwoo claimed that he was ill. His hand was warm in yours, and you wish he hadn't let go just yet.

"The pleasure's all mine, your Majesty.", you said and hoped that you didn't look all too flustered, "You missed a very nice ride yesterday."

"So I have heard.", he said, "My brother told me all about it."

As if on cue, the door opened again and Prince Sungho stepped in. Everyone greeted him a good morning, and you sadly had to watch Wonwoo walk away. He sat on the other side of the table, diagonally from you.

"So you wanted to speak of plans, Y/N.", the King said suddenly, "Please, do enlighten me."

During breakfast you told the King of the plans you had to make your kingdom blossom once again, which would in turn help their kingdom after your marriage was set in stone. Wonwoo's eyes were on you at all times, and whenever you would glance over at him you would stumble over your words. You didn't mean to, there was just something about him that made you incredibly nervous.

As soon as breakfast ended, Wonwoo was out the door. You didn't even have time to say goodbye. Sungho was quick to step in front of you, hindering you from following the younger prince.

"I heard nobody's given you a tour of the castle yet.", he held out his arm to you, "May I have the honor of doing so myself?"

You looked back at your mother, who was giving you a supportive smile, then back at Sungho. His eyes were much warmer than his brother's. At the thought of Wonwoo, you glanced over to the door he left through. Maybe you would see him again if you took this tour.

"You may.", you nodded and met his eyes once again.

"You've seen the throne room.", he said as you walked through the mirror-filled room.

"Why the mirrors, if I may ask?", you say.

"It makes the room look bigger.", he looked around, "I suppose one could also always know who's behind one's back with these mirrors."

A hum echoed from your mouth as you looked around. Sungho had been showing you around the castle. A quick visit to the servant's quarters, a look into the kitchen, the garden, the King's study, the drawing room, and many many staircases. Now you were back where you had started your story in this castle.

"Would you like to see the ballroom?", he asked and placed his hand over yours, which was still hanging on his arm.

"I would love to.", you gave him a polite smile.

The two of you walked across the King's throne room and through a grand door. In there was a big round room, the biggest room in the castle you were sure. The roof was tall and painted with beautiful images of angels and knights and other such things that one would paint on a ceiling. Surrounding the area were big pillars, on which leaned a smaller balcony of sorts. There was a small staircase to go up there.

"It's gorgeous.", you said.

"Does my Lady like dancing?"

"I do.", you nodded, "Although I won't say I'm very good at it."

"Nonsense.", Sungho chuckled, "I'm sure you're as good as you are beautiful."

You only smiled at him, for you had nothing to say back.

"This is the room furthest from the garden and your room in the West wing.", he commented, "So if there is a ball you can be sure that you will get the least amount of disturbance."

"What else is in the West wing?", you asked.

"Well, there's the library.", he pondered for a bit, "There's not much else going on in the West wing. We call it the quiet wing for a reason. That's why it's the best bedroom in the castle."

"You have a library in the West wing?", you almost gaped at him.

"Yes of course.", he nodded, "Would you like me to show you?"

"I would like that very much, your Majesty."

As you walked through the corridors together you tried mapping all the rooms out in your head. On one end there was your room, and this supposed library you had only just heard about, and on the other end was the ballroom. Outside the ballroom seemed to be another garden or a labyrinth of sorts, which you were told could lead you to the West wing's garden. How you couldn't understand quite yet. The servants' hall lay under the dining room area, which was accessed with a well-hidden door. The King's throne room was quite central to the castle, and in the North wing lay most of the bedrooms.

When you reached the library, Sungho opened the door for you. You basically flew into the room. Books were filling all of the bookshelves, which were as tall as the entire walls.

"I take it that you like this room.", he said with a chuckle.

"Oh, more than any other room.", you said silently and walked up to one of the bookshelves to look at the books.

Rustling was heard from beside you, and you snapped your head in the direction of the noise. Wonwoo walked out from behind one of the bookshelves. He bowed his head at you.

"It's my favorite room too.", he said quietly with a peculiar smile, "Sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you, I was just looking for a book."

He held up a purple book. You could only stare at him with wide eyes, at a loss for all words. Surely he must find you absolutely idiotic.

"It's alright, brother.", Sungho answered for you, "We are just looking around the castle."

"Ah... then you've been in the ballroom, I suppose.", he looked back at you, "It's really beautiful."

"It certainly is.", you managed to get out.

Wonwoo was smiling at you, but his eyes were still so piercing. You couldn't read him whatsoever.

Later that evening, you got ready for bed. When Eunji had left, you practically leaped out on the balcony in nothing but your silky, pale pink, nightgown. The moon was out, and you could hear someone whistling.

"The Lady returns.", he said as you walked out, "I thought I had frightened you the other night."

"The moon wasn't out yesterday.", you replied, "I thought you wouldn't be here."

"I left once the rain started pouring down.", he said casually, "So you're the Princess, huh..."

"I would have told you, but you wouldn't tell me who you were.", you said, "Prince Wonwoo."

He finally looked at you, only to quickly look away again.

"You should put something else on.", he took a deep breath, "It's not proper... and you're going to catch a cold."

"I'm not staying out here for long.", you shrugged.

"You're not?", he glanced at you, a slightly worried tone in his voice.

Oh. This isn't good.

"I mean...", you sighed, "I shouldn't be out here so late at night anyway. You should go inside too."

He looked at you, really looked at you. Everything around you just seemed to disappear. Only he was still there, and as he started approaching the balcony, much like the other night, you didn't utter a word to stop him. In fact, as he neared you hoped that he could finally close the gap filled with meaningless air between you. His hands gripped the edge of the balcony, right in between where your hands were resting. When he pulled himself up you stood face to face. You had never been this close to him before. He smelled of lavender and something dark and woody. His eyes were still strictly looking into yours, piercing through your soul. He opened his mouth to speak, and you looked down at his lips.

"I do not wish to cause you mental turmoil, but I must tell you that the moment I laid eyes on you that night I thought you were the most beautiful woman I had ever seen.", he spoke quietly and sincerely, "And if the situation had been different I wouldn't hesitate to try to win your affection. I waited for you in the rain last night, wishing that I could get another glimpse of you, to hear your voice again."

You sucked in a sharp breath and looked back into his eyes. His beautiful brown eyes. There was something so thrilling about having him so near, about him confessing his undying attraction to you. Your head was completely fogged up, you didn't know what you were doing, but your hands cupped his face and kissed him. He tasted sweet and reinvigorated, it reminded you of a lemon pie. His lips were soft and moved against yours with a slow, burning passion. Your hands traveled down to his collar, just to try to bring him a bit closer. But Wonwoo pulled away, his face one of horror as if he had just found something so very wrong.

"We shouldn't be doing this...", he suddenly said, "I am so terribly sorry."

You tried to stop him, to grab him, and tell him that no one had to know; anything to get him close to you again. He didn't listen. With fleeting footsteps, he left the garden. You looked over at the flowers. The weather had started growing colder, and with it came the frost. Much like you, the purple flowers in the garden had started withering away.

The next morning you asked Eunji to get you breakfast in bed and to tell the household that you weren't feeling well. You couldn't bare to come across Wonwoo again. You had never felt something so strong for another person, and you could never have him.

After breakfast, you put on a robe over your nightgown and made your way to the library. The weather was beautiful today, and you heard from Eunji that the family was going out for a walk in the nearby forest. That meant the castle was yours to wander, but you only wanted the library. As you walked in there, your eyes immediately landed on a singular book laying on a table. There was a couch near the table, and you took a seat and started reading. It wasn't anything interesting, only a book about some old war, but it was enough to distract you.

The door to the library opened and you locked eyes with Wonwoo. Your eyes widened as you quickly pulled your robe tighter around your chest. One of his hands was still on the door handle, the other one hanging by his side. You watched his hand grip around nothing before letting his fingers fall. Neither of you spoke, you only watched each other. Footsteps echoed outside the door, and you heard your name being called by someone. Wonwoo ran to you, pulling you aside and in between two bookshelves. You were shielded from the view from the door. Wonwoo's arms were tightly wrapped around your waist, your chest pressed against his. Still, neither of you spoke. You looked up at him with big, worried eyes. He swallowed and looked away from you. The library door opened.

"My Lady? Are you in there?", it was Sungho, "... strange. Brother? Are you in here?"

Wonwoo shut his eyes tightly in annoyance. Of course, his brother had seen him walk in here. He motioned for you to stay quiet, and left you alone to greet his brother.

"I'm right here.", he cleared his throat, "But I haven't seen the Princess."

"He chambermaid said she would be here...", Sungho trailed off, "Maybe she was mistaken. If you see her, please come get me."

"Of course."

The library door shut. You were left feeling breathless. When you turned around Wonwoo was right in front of you again.

"Do you always parade yourself around in such indecent clothing?", he hissed at you.

"Excuse me?", your eyebrows furrowed.

"What? Did you think I would walk in here and take you on the couch? Is that what you wanted?", Wonwoo's eyes were burning, but you couldn't tell if it was with anger or lust.

"I was informed that everyone had left the castle.", you said, "I wouldn't go out of my room otherwise."

Wonwoo quieted down, clearly flustered by his earlier assumption. You were left feeling like your heart would beat out of your chest. Truly, you didn't know what had happened to you. Any logic left in you had flown out the window, now replaced with attraction for the man in front of you.

"... about last night-", you started.

"I didn't mean to hurt your feelings.", he grabbed your hands, "As I said if the situation was different..."

His eyes trailed down your face to your lips, then down your neck, to your collar bones, until they ended at your exposed chest when he reminded himself to look you back in the eye.

"My Lord-"

"I am not a Lord.", he murmured and cradled your cheek in his palm.

"My Prince...", you leaned into his touch.

"Just call me Wonwoo.", he said, "Let's stop with the formalities."

His hand was so warm and soft. You pressed your hand to the back of his, just to bring it even closer to your cheek. As you peered up at him through your lashes you saw how his breathing hitched. Sadly, you had to let go of him. Your hands removed the one that he held to your cheek, and you dropped your arms back to your sides.

"Prince Wonwoo...", you said despite his request, "I think you're right. This can't be. Besides, isn't it foolish to act on feelings toward a person you've only just met?"

"I suppose...", Wonwoo looked away from you to hide his disappointment, "But I do not feel like I have only just met you, Princess."

"It does not make it any less wrong.", you murmured.

His gaze returned to meet yours. Fireworks set off in your stomach, and you wanted to touch him again. You wished you had never made him let go. This couldn't possibly be wrong if it felt so good.

"Let's be good friends.", you managed to say.

"I think I can manage.", he smiled.

Oh, his smile was so wonderful. It made you feel like you were taking in a fresh breath of air during a chilly summer morning. You wanted to reach up and touch his face, cup his cheek, and gently swipe your thumb over his cheekbone.

"To good friends.", you held out your hand for him to shake.

"Good friends.", he took it.

Autumn passed, and in came winter. Most nights you would sit by a big fireplace in the drawing room. The only big problem with the Quiet wing was its lack of places to put fires. Whenever you would go to sleep, you would put on at least two layers of clothing and have extra blankets. The balcony was always closed now, though you had many times thought of visiting Wonwoo out there. He was acting normally around you, although you could feel him watching you when he thought you weren't looking. Your method was working out just fine.

Snowy days pass and you grow closer to Prince Sungho. One evening you're sitting in the drawing room, in front of the fireplace, when he walks in. You watch as he approaches you. It's only the two of you in the room. He seems nervous.

"I really am embarrassed that your room doesn't have proper heating.", he said for what must have been the hundredth time, "The offer of changing rooms still stands, whenever you want to."

"You're too kind, Prince Sungho.", you smile at him before turning back to the fire, "But I quite like my room, and it's not all that horrible... I also have a reason to come in here every evening, where I may see you."

The Prince was surprised by your flirtatious advances, as he always was. You patted on the couch right next to you, asking him to sit down. At this point, you know just what to say and do to make him weak in the knees. Which you had been using to your advantage. With the attention of a man such as Prince Sungho, you cannot possibly begin to think about Wonwoo.

"I have loved to have you here.", the Prince says as he sits down, "Truly, it has been a gift."

"I have loved to be here.", you responded.

"... but I have yet to do the thing that I promised.", he pulled out a small box from his pocket, "I know that I've offered my hand in marriage for you already, but I want it to be official. I want everyone to know."

He opens the box and reveals a diamond ring. With his slim fingers, he picks it up. You smile widely and put your hand in his. His eyes ask you for your permission, and you nod. Slowly, he pushes the ring onto your left ring finger.

"It's beautiful.", you hum and watch the diamond sparkle in the light of the fire.

"It's one of a kind.", he muses, "Just like you."

You can't help but think of Wonwoo. How his eyes sparkled just like this diamond the night he had kissed you. When you look up at the man in front of you, it's not Wonwoo, and you have to face reality.

"We should start planning for the wedding.", you mutter.

"Soon, my love.", he holds your face in his hands, "I want to celebrate you first. We shall throw a ball in your honor."

"My honor?"

"In honor of our official engagement, then.", he gave you a toothy smile, "After that, I will give you all the resources to plan a wedding... I'll find the best people in the land."

You wondered what Sungho truly knew about you. How could he be so infatuated with a person whom he's only spoken to in person for a few months? How can he promise you everything when you still see a stranger when you look at him?

"I think I will go to my chambers, it's late.", you say and stand up.

"Sleep well, my Lady.", Sungho watches you as you leave.

After a few weeks, an entire ball had been planned and executed. It was the day of the big night. The evening would start with the King announcing your official engagement, and let the guests celebrate with a night full of dancing and wine. A group of maids had brought you a dress, a present from the Queen. The corset top sat tightly on your torso. The sweetheart neckline accentuated your collarbone area and the puffy, short sleeves gave it a romantic look. Flower prints in lace covered the top elegantly and subtly, which contrasted the many chiffon layers of the skirt. At first glance, the dress looked white, but it was in fact a light lilac color. As the maids helped you put it on, one of them gave you a note from the Queen herself.

I heard you like the purple flowers in my garden, so this will suit you well.

Your body froze. Only two people knew of your fondness of the garden: Eunji and Wonwoo. If Eunji had told her, she would've asked you first. Maybe the Queen had asked her not to tell, to make it a surprise... but if Wonwoo had said something it would be suspicious. You couldn't be worrying about this now.

"Everything is done, Princess.", one of the maids said in a soft-spoken tone.

"Thank you.", you did your best to smile at her.

When you looked at yourself in the mirror, you felt like crying. You should be jumping with glee at this moment in your life, but you couldn't bring yourself to do it. A night which was supposed to be about your engagement to the Prince, and so far you had spent most of it worrying about another man. You knew he would be there, and your mind had immediately wandered to what he would think of you - if he would find you beautiful. This was all so wrong.

They announced your name before you entered the ballroom. Whispers and gasps echoed through the large room as you walked towards the Kind and his oldest son. The King offered you his hand, which you took, and let him guide you to hold Sungho's hand. You looked out over the crowd, meeting star-struck and emotional faces. More importantly, you met Wonwoo's piercing gaze. As the King held a short speech in the engagement's honor, you never looked away from Wonwoo. Unlike his brother, he was wearing all black. His suit was lined with golden details, and a few golden rings adorned his fingers. He had a cape hanging over one shoulder, and a pair of well-polished boots. In a crowd full of white-clad folks, he stood out like a sore thumb. You wanted to tease him about dressing wrong for the occasion, but that would be too close to flirting.

"That is why I am happy to announce the engagement of my oldest son, Prince Sungho, and the lovely Princess Y/N. You have my blessing, and I know that this union will be a wonderful one.", the King brought you back to your senses, "To the happy couple! Let's celebrate!"

"Would you like to dance, my Lady?", Sungho whispered in your ear as the two of you walked out on the dancefloor.

You're already leading me there, it would just be awkward to say no now...

"I would love to.", you put on your best smile and got into position.

The crowd watched as you danced. After a minute, others joined in but you saw Wonwoo still leaning against one of the pillars. You locked eyes, and you couldn't look away.

"You seem distracted, my Lady.", Sungho said.

"Oh, I'm just... as I've told you, I'm not very good at dancing. I guess I'm just nervous.", you looked back at him.

"Don't worry, when you're in my hands you're safe."

"I'm sure.", you nodded and looked past him again, but now Wonwoo was gone.

The song ended, and Sungho eventually left your side to talk to some of his friends. You were left standing alone in a corner. Now that the announcement had been made and people had paraded you around, nobody seemed to care where you went. A sigh escaped your lips as you relaxed against the cold wall.

"Tired already?", a voice appeared beside you.

When you saw him your eyes widened, and you felt your cheeks grow warm. Wonwoo had looked good from afar, but this close he was truly a sight to behold.

"It's alright, I also usually keep to myself at these kinds of things.", he added.

"My fiancé just left me to talk to other people, and there's no one for me to speak with.", you explained.

"You can talk to me.", he gave you a delicate smile.

"... it's not weird for you?", you murmured.

"Of course it is. But not a day goes by where my life is normal or goes my way. You get used to it.", he held out his hand to you, "Am I worthy enough to dance with you, Princess?"

"People will see.", you looked out over the ballroom, nobody had seen you just yet.

"Then they will see two people dancing, nothing more.", he took your hand and put it on his shoulder, "You just think so because you want there to be more to it."

Wonwoo's put his hand on your waist, and with his other hand, he grabbed yours. The two of you swayed in the shadows, out of view from anyone else. Being in his arms made you feel safe like you could truly rest. When the song ended he let go of you but kept holding your hand. He bent down and placed a gentle kiss on the back of your hand.

"Thank you, Princess.", he said and took a step away from you.

"You're a wonderful dancer.", you let out a giggle, "You must be a favorite amongst the ladies."

"Oh, definitely...", he said sarcastically, "Especially the married ones."

If it weren't for the fact that your fiancé was approaching, you would've landed a soft smack on his arm. Wonwoo took another step back and greeted his brother.

"I'm glad you two get along so well.", Sungho placed an arm around your waist.

"Oh, he's a swell conversationalist.", you said and internally cringed at your words of choice.

"Really?", Sungho's eyebrows shot up, "I've never thought of you as the chatty type, brother."

"I have my moments.", Wonwoo replied, "But I should go. I hope you have a good rest of your night."

The rest of the night went rather smoothly. You were introduced to many people and danced with even more. From time to time you would catch a glimpse of Wonwoo, but not nearly enough for your liking. When the clock struck midnight, you realized that people weren't leaving yet. You asked Sungho when it was time to end, and he responded that it usually goes on until dawn. When you heard that you excused yourself and said that you would be leaving for your chambers early. You took the shortcut through the King's throne room, knowing that everyone else would be trying to leave through the ballroom's main entrance.

In the mirror-filled room, you caught your reflection. Your hair was in complete disarray, and your face had taken on a flustered color. Slowly, you approached one of the many mirrors. The door behind you opened, and when you looked through the mirror's reflection you saw Wonwoo.

"It's only me.", he said and closed the door.

His footsteps were slow, almost cautious. It was as if he was giving you time to tell him to stop. You didn't say a word. Wonwoo approached you. He had the same flustered look on his face as you did. It must have been the wine. It must have also been the wine that made you want him so bad. And, yes, it must have been the wine that made Wonwoo wrap his arms around your waist from behind. His large figure easily engulfed you, and you leaned into it. Wonwoo put his head on your shoulder and looked into your eyes through the reflection.

"I have been watching you all night, my love.", he whispered.

One of his hands pushed away the hair from the shoulder his chin was leaning on. His fingertips grazed your neck, making you shudder.

"I have seen you watching.", you hummed, "I was looking for you as well."

In a moment of pure bliss, his lips met your neck. A peck, that turned into two and then three. They were leading up from the crook of your neck to your jaw.

"You must be the most intoxicating goddess I have ever had the honor of being in the presence of.", he mumbled against your skin, "Have you seduced me, my princess?"

His princess.

"What if I have?", you smile at him through the mirror.

"I would have to tell your husband.", he took his lips away from your skin, much to your dismay.

"He's not my husband yet.", you sighed, "Let me take part in my freedom for a while longer."

"I wish to have a taste of you, my love.", he turned your head to face him with his hand, "Will you allow me the delight of feeling your lips against mine again?"

You didn't respond, instead, you pressed your lips to his greedily. Your body turned around to fully face him, and you pressed your chest against his. He pulled away to look around the room, and a paranoid feeling entered your chest.

"Someone could see us.", he said.

"My chambers are far away from the ballroom.", you take his face in his hands and place another kiss on his lips.

"I have heard that your chambers are freezing during this time of year.", he muttered against your lips.

"Don't worry, I will warm you up.", you smiled and grabbed his hand.

The two of you ran as fast as you could through the castle halls. His hand never left yours. You were lucky that nobody seemed to be around because you had a hard time keeping quiet. Laughs spilled out of your lips every other second.

When you reached your chambers, you locked the door behind you. Wonwoo's hands stayed on you every second and you loved the attention. With every step toward your bed, he placed another kiss on your skin. You were utterly drunk off of his contact with your body. Which is why a groan escaped your lips when he let you go. You sat down on the bed, both sleeves of your dress having slipped down.

"Tell me to leave now if you truly do not want me, my love.". he breathed out, "I will not hold myself back if we go any further."

"Please...", you grab his hand, "Have your way with me."

The very next morning you woke up to a sharp knock on your door. You stirred in your sleep, your hand touching a naked body beside you. Wonwoo was fast asleep beside you. A gasp escaped your lips as you pulled the covers up to cover your bare chest.

"Your Majesty!", another sharp knock, "I have to get you ready for breakfast!"

"Just give me a second, Eunji!", you shouted back.

Your voice woke up Wonwoo, who grabbed your waist to hold you closer. He was completely unaware of the situation you were in. In a hushed voice, you whispered to him that he had to get out of bed. With a grumpy look, he got up and gathered his clothes off the floor. Another knock scared you, and you ended up pushing him behind the partition wall. You put on your nightgown and walked over to the door, hoping that you didn't look like a flustered mess.

"My apologies, Eunji.", you smiled at her when you opened the door, "I was very tired from the ball last night..."

"I understand that my Lady, but you shouldn't lock your door when you know I don't have a key.", she explained with a worried look.

"I know, I know... I just wanted to be safe, you know with so many people around.", you lied right through your teeth.

"Well, we don't have time to chat. Let's get you ready!", Eunji pushed inside your room and walked over to the wardrobe.

You could see Wonwoo's feet under the small gap in the partition wall. Eunji handed you your slip dress and told you to put it on. In a state of panic, you went behind the partition wall and stood in front of Wonwoo so that his feet wouldn't be visible from under the partition wall. A sleepy smile was painted on his lips. He had only managed to put on his pants, his shirt still hanging from his hands. With an annoyed sigh, you took it from him and started pushing it over his head.

"Are you okay back there, my Lady?", Eunji asked as Wonwoo put his arms through the sleeves.

"Oh, I'm just... feeling a bit sick from the wine.", you stammered out.

"Well, if you need help I can-"

"No!", you yelled, "No, thank you. I don't need help."

"Are you sure you're okay?"

"I'm just feeling... self-conscious.", you shut your eyes tight, "Could you please put the dress on the bed for me? I'll try to do the rest by myself."

"Oh, my Lady, you have nothing to be embarrassed about.", Eunji assured you, "But if you wish for me to leave, then I shall. I'll be outside the door in case you do end up needing my services."

"Thank you, Eunji.", your breath hitched as you felt Wonwoo's hands on your waist.

The door opened and closed, and as soon as it shut Wonwoo pressed his lips to yours. You put your hands on his chest and smiled against the kiss.

"You're impossible.", you murmured softly.

He leaned his forehead against yours and looked deep into your eyes. A chill sent down your spine as Wonwoo started caressing your back. The warm glow of the morning sun filled the room and you found yourself feeling so unbelievably lucky.

"Last night...", he whispered, "Do you regret it?"

"I wish I would have done it sooner.", you admitted, "But now I must force you to leave, I'm sure people are looking for you."

"They can keep searching forever...", he muttered and kissed you again.

"People will grow suspicious.", you pulled away with a chuckle, "And as much as I'd love to keep kissing you forever, I have enough common sense to know it won't last."

"Let me at least help you get dressed.", his hands went to the hem of your short nightgown, "We don't want to keep your maid waiting."

"I'll let you help with the dress she picked out for me.", you said and pushed him out of the partition wall.

Your hands worked quickly to take off the nightgown and put on the slip dress. When you walked out you caught Wonwoo feeling the blue velvet material of your dress between his fingers. He handed you the dress carefully. The buttons in the back had already been undone, so all you had to do was step into it and pull the long sleeves over your arms. He motioned for you to turn around. Once your back faced him, Wonwoo slowly worked on buttoning the back of your dress. His lips pressed to the still bare skin where your neck met your back. The dress' collar was high, hiding whatever blemishes that were left from last night's activities.

"Leave the last few unbuttoned...", you whispered, "It'll be more believable that I couldn't reach."

Wonwoo hummed and took his hands away from you. Turning around, you stood face to face with the most lovestruck man you have ever seen. His smile was warm and inviting, creating small lines by his nose, and despite how wonderful this smile was you wanted to kiss it off his lips so badly. And in the beautiful morning glow, his eyes resembled portals of light that you would gladly dive into without questioning what could be on the other side.

"I'll miss you every second you aren't by my side.", he said.

"Can we see each other tonight again?", you asked.

"Of course."

Another harsh knock on the door, followed by a kind yet alarming voice that told you to please hurry up.

"Sorry, I got lost in my thoughts.", you responded but didn't look away from Wonwoo.

He walked over to the balcony door and opened it. You followed closer, leaning over the railing of the balcony as he climbed down. Before he could leave, he pulled himself up just enough to kiss you again.

"Goodbye, my love.", he whispered.

"I'll see you soon."

Yet another knock on your door. It made you laugh this time. You hurried inside and closed the door. As you straightened out your dress, the door was impatiently pushed open.

"I'm terribly sorry, Eunji.", you said, "I couldn't get the last few buttons done."

"You should've called for my help.", she sighed, "The Queen has asked for your presence at breakfast to discuss wedding plans."

The wedding. You felt your heart sink. How could you have forgotten about the wedding? One of your hands steadied you against your bedframe, while you held the other one to your stomach.

"Are you alright, my Lady?", Eunji asked as she finished buttoning you up.

"Just nervous...", you breathed out.

The wedding had a date. A month after the first day of spring, just to give enough time for preparations. You wished for winter to never end. Persephone could gladly stay by Hades' side, you didn't care. Even though the wedding was all anyone talked about, you hadn't accepted fate just yet. That's why, every night, you would drown your sorrows with the kisses of your lover. Every morning you woke up at dawn to spend more time with him before he had to leave. And when he eventually did have to leave, you could feel your heart getting ripped apart inside your chest. The constant ache only worsened when you were around Prince Sungho, as guilt had started plaguing you whenever you saw him. The Prince would take you out on rides in the forest, on promenades in the gardens, and he even took you on a boat ride once or twice. All of these exceptional experiences, and yet your favorite moments in the castle were those in your bed laying next to Wonwoo.

As spring approached, you grew more reckless. The constant need of being near Wonwoo only grew stronger, and you did everything you could to keep him by your side.

One evening, when you knew that Wonwoo would be going out for a ride, you walked all alone to the stables to meet him. The snow had started melting away, but you tried not to think about it. Nevertheless, it was still very cold outside and not warm enough for anything to have grown. The warmth of the stables welcomed you quickly, as you walked across the floors to where Wonwoo's favorite horse stood. Just as you were about to turn the corner, Wonwoo peeked out from the small room. A smile spread across his lips as soon as he laid his eyes on you.

"Is anyone else here?", you whispered and looked around.

"Only me.", he said and put his arms around your waist, "You must be freezing. Why would you walk outside without a coat?"

"I didn't think to get it.", your arms wrapped around his neck, "And I was in a hurry to see you before you left."

"I was going to go see you tonight, after my ride.", he explained.

"It would be too long of a wait."

"You're so impatient."

One of his hands cupped your cheek and brought you in for a loving kiss. He was so warm. You wanted to melt into him and nest in his chest, to always keep his warmth around you.

"We could run away, you know.", he murmured against your lips, "Spring is approaching, there's not much time left..."

"I don't want to think about it...", you put your hands on his chest to create some distance between him and you.

"Y/N, this is the first time we've ever been alone outside of your chambers.", he sighed, "When you share your chambers with... someone else, we won't be able to see each other like that."

"We can find a way.", you sighed.

"We could run away, my love.", he argued, "We would only bring what was necessary, and we could take two horses. Then we wouldn't have to worry about hiding anymore."

You took a deep breath, leaning your forehead against Wonwoo's chest. While part of you wanted to run away, there was still a big part of you that knew that you had a duty to your people. And that part needed to stay.

"No.", you shook your head, "I can't just abandon my kingdom."

Tears pricked the corners of your eyes. You grabbed at his shirt, partly because you were trying to make him stay close to you, but you also didn't want him to see you cry. As your first sob rocked through your body he didn't try to pull you away, he only held you closer. One of his hands soothingly caressed your back, while the other held onto the back of your head.

"I hate it.", you sobbed, "I hate it so much."

Wonwoo kept quiet but held you even closer. The stables were so unbelievably quiet, that you had forgotten you were even there. But the door opened, making the two of you quickly separate. Tears were still streaming down your face, and there was nothing Wonwoo could do to comfort you. You whispered goodbye and quickly made your way out of the stables.

After that encounter, you didn't stop meeting in public. Whenever no one else was around, you would take the chance to embrace each other. On this particular day, it was the library. This wretched, cursed day.

"Your chambers are just around the corner.", Wonwoo mumbled against your lips, "We could go there."

The two of you were laying on the couch, you on top of him. Your heart felt so full, that you didn't want to move. So, you shook your head at his suggestion and only kissed him again. His strong arms held you tightly against his body. Your hands were in his hair, trying to pull him closer to you. It was dark outside, so a few candles were lit around you.

"I love you.", you murmured, "I really do."

"I love you too.", he smiled at your confession.

"I wish spring never comes...", you sighed and put your head on his chest.

Wonwoo put his hand along your jawline and brought you back up to face him.

"Don't mention spring.", he said, "Just forget about it for a moment. For me, my love."

"For you? I'll do anything.", you grinned and pressed your lips to his again.

The door swung open and your heart sank to the floor. When you looked up, you met the eyes of your fiancé. His first worried look turned into sadness, which transformed into anger. Eunji came up behind him with a horrified look on her face, somehow it was both disappointed and apologetic. You got off Wonwoo and fell off the couch in the process, Wonwoo sat up and helped you to your feet.

"What is this?", Sungho said angrily, "Your chambermaid was worried sick about you, and here you are whoring yourself out for my brother!"

"It's not what it looks like, please-", you tried to plea but he interrupted you.

"I invite you into my home, I promise you all the riches in the land, and this is what you do to me?", he gasped.

"Brother, it's not her fault-"

"Oh, so this is your doing?", Sungho scoffed, "You can't have the throne so you decide to steal my future wife?"

"Please, forgive me, my Prince.", you got down on your knees in front of him, "I promise you, this will never happen again. I will marry you when spring comes, we can just forget about all of this."

Sungho only looked down at you, with so much hatred in his eyes. He looked between you and Wonwoo, studying the situation. Suddenly, you felt him grab your hair and pull you up to your feet. You could hear Wonwoo's protests behind you, but you tried not to think of it.

"Don't beg for me.", he hissed, "I want you to beg him to never come near you again. Show me that you're only loyal to me."

He turned you around to face Wonwoo. His eyes were full of tears and he seemed to be completely speechless. Your bottom lip quivered. What if you had just run away with him? Everything would've been okay now. You could've lived your life out with him in a small cottage in the middle of nowhere, where no one knew who you were.

"Please, never come near me again.", you sobbed out, "I don't ever want to see you again."

"Do you hear that brother?", Sungho taunted, "She doesn't want to see you again. So I suggest you pack up and go on a little trip. If you don't want this... mistake to go public, you will leave the castle until the wedding. You will not see her again until we are married."

Wonwoo didn't break eye contact with you. It felt like his eyes were telling you that it was all okay. That, despite having said a most horrible thing to him, he still loved you and that he understood your situation. He stood up and walked out of the room, bumping into his older brother's shoulder as he did so. Sungho let go of the grip on your hair and you fell to your knees once again.

"Get her to her chambers, maid.", he said to Eunji, "I have other business to attend to."

Eunji rushed to your side and held your trembling body in your arms the best she could. She kept on whispering apologies between her cursing about how you could have been so reckless.

"Princess Y/N.", Sungho said from the doorway, "I am doing you a favor. Do not forget this, as I will not forget what you have done."

He walked out of the library and slammed the door behind him. As his footsteps faded, you felt your body lose its strength. You could no longer sit, let alone stand. Eunji had to bring in more maids to help carry you to your bed.

Heartbreak comes in many forms, sometimes physical. You were sick in bed for days, not eating a thing. People grew worried, asking how the wedding would take place if the Princess wasn't well. They only thought you had an illness, not that your heart had been broken into a billion pieces. So they treated it like any other illness. Only Eunji was allowed to visit you, that is what you had requested. Although you heard voices outside of your room many times. Most of the time it was your mother, she was usually crying. Eunji tried to reassure everyone that you just needed to rest and that the sickness would leave your body eventually. One night, she was sitting by your bedside and washing your body with a cloth. You hadn't been able to move, which meant you couldn't bathe.

"I'm hungry.", you breathed out between chapped lips.

Eunji went into a frenzy as soon as she heard the words. You had pushed away any food that she had brought you, so your hunger was very welcomed. She put you back down against the pillows and put away her rag and bucket.

"What would you like to eat, my Lady?", she asked with happy tears in her eyes.

"Pomegranates.", you whispered and looked over to the balcony, "I want pomegranates."

"Oh... then I shall get you pomegranates, my Lady.", she hurried out the room and shouted down the corridor about the news.

The people were static, and people from all over brought you pomegranates. It was hard to get ahold of at this time of year, but people managed. If anyone knew what you had done, you wondered if they would be so keen on trying to please you. It didn't matter now. Soon enough, Eunji brought you a platter of pomegranates. They were displayed nicely, why you didn't know. There were a few sliced pomegranates, as well as a few whole ones, but most importantly there was a bowl of only pomegranate seeds.

"Here you go, my Lady.", Eunji sat the platter down in front of you.

"Leave.", you whispered.

Eunji nodded and quickly gathered herself and left. You stared at the red fruit in front of you. Persephone ate six of the twelve pomegranate seeds she was given and it gave her six months in the Underworld. With a trembling hand, you took the wooden spoon in the bowl and pushed many pomegranate seeds past your lips. It wasn't enough. You put the spoon away and grabbed a handful of pomegranate seeds from the bowl and shoved them into your mouth. The fruit's juices poured down from the corners of your lips, but you did nothing to stop it. You took more of the seeds and kept shoving them down your throat. The noises that came out of you were disgusting. Gasps and gulps and gargles, but it was drowned out by your thoughts. If you ate many enough it would give you an eternity with Wonwoo. The bowl was empty and, with desperate hands, you clawed at the sliced pomegranates. You ate the white meat around it if you couldn't get the seeds out, and when you finished those you tried to open the whole fruits. You were too weak to even try. He had to be by the balcony now, he had to. You pushed the platter away from you and ripped off the bed sheets. Delirious and quivering, you walked over to the balcony and pulled aside the blinds that were covering the glass door. It was day, but he had to be there already. You opened the door and felt the cold wind against your sweaty body. After finally getting out, you leaned over the railing. He was nowhere to be seen. You desperately looked around, feeling warm tears stream down your face. Eventually, your eyes fell on the tree beside the balcony. Small little green buds had started growing on the otherwise brows twigs. Spring is here.

"No...", your voice was hoarse, "No, no, no..."

You walked over to the tree and tried to pull all of the buds off, getting your hand completely cut open on the sharp branches. A sob came out of your throat as you kept repeating that one word. No. This couldn't be happening. It couldn't be spring already. You stumbled back and looked down at your scathing hand. Blood poured out of all the cuts and you felt sick. You hurled forward, blood-red vomit spewing out of you. All of the pomegranates escaped your stomach. They were rejecting you. There was no savior who could help you now. Everything around you went dark.

When you woke up you were in bed again, and your body felt much lighter. A man you had never seen before was sitting beside you. Eunji, who was sitting on your other side, explained that he was a physician and was treating you for your illness. He had been feeding you liquids to get your strength back, which was why you felt so much better.

"You are allergic to pomegranates.", he explained in an emotionless tone, "I'm guessing you've had one before, but because of the large intake you had a much bigger reaction. If you eat just a little it wouldn't be very noticeable, maybe a slight itch."

"How...", you had to clear your throat, "How long was I out?"

"A few days.", Eunji said, "Since you've been rapidly getting better, preparations for the wedding have started. They want your opinion on a lot of things... but if you would rather not see anyone, you can tell me and I'll deliver the message."

All hope was out. You had given up.

"No... I'll meet them..."

In a matter of weeks, the wedding was upon you. It was the night before, and you were in your bed. Preparing for your wedding had kept you so preoccupied that you hadn't thought of anything else. The knock on your balcony door, therefore, surprised you. When you looked over you met the eyes of Wonwoo, and your heart broke all over again. You pushed aside your blanket and walked over to the door. Wonwoo embraced you as soon as he could, but you didn't reciprocate.

"I've missed you.", he whispered.

"When did you get back?", you asked.

"About an hour ago.", he replied, "Listen, I know that last time I asked this of you, you declined... but this time I have a plan."

"Are you asking me to run away with you?", you murmured as he pulled away from you.

"Tomorrow night.", he said, "There's a boat by the docks, I'm supposed to go alone. We'll be on a different continent."

"You're leaving? Why now?", you cupped his face in his hands.

"My brother convinced my father that I should try being on my own for a while.", he sighed, "He gave me a chance to visit another kingdom we have a treaty with. Once we're there, we can go wherever we want - and nobody will know until it's too late."

"... I don't know if I can choose.", you admit softly.

You blamed everyone in the story of Persephone and Hades for giving her such a horrible fate, but maybe it wasn't so bad after all. Oh, how you wished for a compromise now.

"The boat leaves tomorrow night.", Wonwoo cupped your cheek in his hand, "I won't force you to do anything, and I'm not trying to convince you to go with me... I'm just giving you another chance."

With that, he leaned down and kissed you. It was soft and sweet. You had longed to kiss him again, but still, you felt so heartbroken. He whispered goodbye before disappearing into the night, you knew you wouldn't get another chance to see him before the ceremony.

On the day of the wedding, you could help but cry. Out of anger, sadness, and out of uncertainty. Anger because your father left you to take care of his mess all by yourself. Sadness because you didn't love the man you were about to marry. And uncertainty because you had no idea what choices you would make tonight.

People around you comforted you by saying that it was normal to feel nervous on the big day. You asked to be left alone with Eunji, and for her to do the rest of the preparations for you. She was silent as she was dressing you, and she only spoke up when she had started taking care of your hair.

"I feel guilty, my Lady.", she said.

"About what?", you said between sniffles.

"About that day in the library.", she frowned at you in the mirror, "I truly just thought you had gone missing."

"It's my fault as well.", you assured her, "I guess I should have told you."

She laughed and put a comforting hand on your shoulder, you put your hand on top of hers. The two of you looked at each other with warm smiles, like old friends do.

"I would have liked to know.", she eventually said.

"And I was dying to tell someone.", you admitted, "I'm sorry for not telling you."

"No, no... you did what you thought was best.", she argued, "... was he good to you, my Lady?"

You turned around in your chair and gave her a mischievous smile. Eunji raised her eyebrows and you nodded. Without speaking a single word, the two of you had told so much. Both of you busted out laughing.

"How did you do it?", she asked between giggles.

"He snuck in through the balcony most nights.", you admitted, "Oh, and he was so nice... I've never met anyone like him. He's quiet and reserved, but when he does speak he always knows what to say."

"Not to mention, he's very handsome.", Eunji added, and the two of you broke out into fits of giggles again.

This is what you wanted your wedding to be. You wanted to be able to giggle about what a handsome and charming man your future husband was. In the midst of your laughter, you broke out crying again.

"Oh, my Lady-", Eunji quickly grabbed tissues from the table, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have spoken about it."

"He asked me to run away with him.", you whispered, "Tonight. By boat."

"But the wedding-"

"I know, I know!", you whaled, "I don't know what to do!"

"My Lady, I don't know much about love.", Eunji crouched down in front of you, "But I can see it on your face, you truly love that man. That is something that no one can take away from you. If you decide to go or not... I won't judge you for it. I just hope you follow your heart. Do what you think is right."

You nodded and took the tissue she offered to wipe away your tears.

The ceremony went fairly quickly. You were lucky you had a veil because you couldn't help but cry once again, even if Eunji had given you a good speech beforehand. Wonwoo was in the crowd, you knew that, but you had no idea where since you didn't dare look. You had made up your mind, or so you thought.

You weren't going to leave with him, not at first at least. During the festivities held afterward, you watched as your now husband held speeches and talked to his peers. He wasn't your person. You knew that, and you were sure that the entire world could see that as well. So, when no one was looking you snuck out into the night. It was already late, and Wonwoo had left an hour earlier. But you just had to take this chance. You couldn't stay with Sungho for the rest of your life.

The white dress turned green and brown from you running through the mud. You had fallen down many times, and you were sure your legs were entirely scratched up. It didn't matter now, you would be with your love forever.

When you reached the docks there was no boat. If you squinted enough, you could see a ship in the distance - it was sailing away from you. You screamed, shouted, yelled, and ran as far as the coast would let you. But to no avail. The boat was gone. Wonwoo was gone. For how long, you didn't know. It was time to accept fate. Betrayed and tired, you made your way back to the castle. You had to ask Eunji for another dress.

Years flew by, and you got along rather well with your husband. You didn't love him, and you never learned to, but you did love the children he gave you. Three children: two boys and the youngest was a girl. They lived in ignorance, along with everyone else in the castle. Only you, Eunji, and Sungho knew of what happened in the past. You tried to forget. But when the King died one night while in his bed, you knew that you had to face your history.

He came in a boat, just like he had left. The years had taken a toll on him, but he wasn't any less beautiful. You wanted to embrace him but held yourself back by holding your arms so hard that your nails dug into your flesh. Wonwoo was only there for the funeral, then he would leave again. You tried not to think about it, or to see him as a stranger, but it was much too difficult.

The children loved him. Wonwoo was great with kids, reminding you that there was so much that you hadn't had the chance to find out about him.

After dinner, you excused yourself to go to the garden. The Queen had let you have it, knowing how much you loved to spend your free time there. Even if you hadn't expected it, you were very pleased when Wonwoo had come after you. Without a word, the two of you embraced, hidden by a large tree and the many purple Phlox. It was the middle of summer, so the green leaves obscured you well.

"I've missed you, so much.", he breathed out.

"Wonwoo...", you pulled away from him, "I want you to know that I tried to go with you that night. I was prepared to leave my life here for you... but I can't do that anymore."

"I know... I know, my love.", he cupped your cheek in his palm, "It's okay. I'm happy for you. You've done so well."

You put your hand on top of his and leaned into his touch. In the distance, you heard a child shouting for you. Another sigh escaped your lips, and you did your best to hold back the tears that threatened to spill out of the corner of your eye.

"I have to go.", you whispered out with a sob stuck in your throat, "But you should know that a day never passes where I don't think of you."

You walked away from him, stopping mid-step when he called your name.

"I never married.", he admitted, "I haven't been able to move on from you."

His words broke you, and a cry escaped your lips. You didn't turn around, you couldn't turn around now. Instead, you wiped away your tears and followed the voice of your child.

[ribosoons]

I JUST WANTED TO BUMP THIS AGAIN. I LOVE THIS

Text | Changkyun

Changkyun x Reader || Fluff

Warnings: alcohol?? tell me if a missed a warning

Summary: just your boyfriend taking care of your drunken state

a/n: this idea is in my notes for like not that long ago. i really wanted to write this one because i vividly remember how i got drunk at my birthday party and the first thing i saw was changkyun’s message on unvrse. i nearly cried that time LMAO anw enjoy!

“hello” you whispered as soon as you saw your half awake boyfriend opened the door of your shared apartment. he looked at you with not so shocked look.

“i left you with your friends and they are giving you back to me like this?” he looked at your friend who brought you home whose also half drunk.

“i am so sorry. y/n drunk like a motherfucker to the point we thought both of you broken up” she nervously laughed. changkyun said nothing but a deep sigh. he asked your friend if she can handle herself she replied with a yes and explained that she just booked an uber that is why she can go home safely.

changkyun basically dragged you inside your shared apartment due to you just clinging into the man’s arms.

“tonight was a blast” you mumbled and chuckled a bit. he brought you to your bedroom and dropped you to your bed and you instantly catch those Zs.

“not even a goodnight?” he asked not expecting an answer because you were wasted as fuck.

again, he sighed deeply. he took your make up remover and dab it into a cotton pad and sat right next to your sleeping figure.

“this is the last time i will be letting you drink all by yourself with your friends” he sighed knowingly that you will oppose to that idea.

he carefully removed your makeup using the cottonpad he prepared.

“i can smell the alcohol from this distance” he made a fake puking sounds, “you are reeking” he snort.

he took your pajama set off your closet and decided to change your clothes by himself.

you were so uncooperative but changkyun succeeded on changing your reeking clothes into a fresh set of night clothing.

as soon as he finished taking care of your sleeping body he lay beside you, kissed your forehead, and sleep beside you cuddling you.

morning arrived. and the first thing you said is “i won’t ever be drinking alcohol ever again” as you opened your eyes fresh from sleep.

last night was, not gonna lie, a blast. you and your friends drunk beers as if tomorrow is not coming and the world will be ending soon. it was a night out that is why your boyfriend changkyun is not with you to take care of your drunken state while at where the party happened.

you were so shocked to see that your clothes are changed into something more comfortable. you also felt your face not breaking down due to changkyun doing your skin care routine while you were sleeping which made you smile. your boyfriend never really dissapoints. this is one of the main reasons why you love the man, he pays attention to small little things and never fails to take care of you. this still blows your mind especially flatter your heart even more.

you look around you trying to find your sweet boyfriend to thank him for his kind gesture but in you saw no one which made you feel disappointed.

you saw your phone laying on the side table and decided to check the time. the first thing you noticed is how your phone battery is fully charged. even your phone he never fails to take care of.

it was almost two in the afternoon and saw changkyun’s text. you immediately opened the message and read his message.

kyun: i know you are regretting your decision on drinking last night

kyun: medicines are right beside the soup i ordered for your breakfast

kyun: it will, i hope, make you feel better

kyun: i left early in the morning because i have to meet up with hyungwon hyung

kyun: i know my love is sleeping but i just wanna tell you that i really love you

kyun: hope you have a good night without a anh dream

kyun: i just wanna let you know that i am always on your side

kyun: no matter what

kyun: how can i forget the love you gave

kyun: i love you

you felt your heart flattering. your eyes in sweating.

“awwwww” you audibly said covering your mouth trying not to cry. how can yoh ever deserve a man like him?

you immediately ringed his phone and at the 3rd ring he answered it.

“i see the princess has woken up” you heard he said in other line.

“i love you too changkyun. i really do. thank you for everything” he mumbled.

“i love you too”

[ribosoons]

i may or may not need this as a series 😩

Monsta X (and Wonho) as Waiters at Denny’s

A/N: This came from a few discussions and a crack laced phone call with my  friend, I hope you all enjoy it! Originally, it was just Wonho, but I couldn’t leave out the rest of the crew. Also, I’m aware that Wonho’s a soloist now, and that he has his own thing, but I thought it’d be fun to include the other members in this particular imagine :)

18+, cussing, comedic violence??, flirting, mildly suggestive, crack, fluff, she/her pronouns, fem reader, (I may make this into a series), IHOP is owned by TBZ across the way and they have beef. Gifs not mine, enjoy

You were jobless and drifting from town to town, hoping to settle down eventually. You walked into a small diner one night, just getting in from the freezing wind of the bitter autumn weather. You shivered in your jacket, having saw the small restaurant lights from down the dark and abandoned street. You looked around the place, seeing it had been built quite a long time ago. It had a retro feel to it, with it’s old fashioned chairs, countertops, and a real life jukebox in the corner. It was almost as if you’d stepped into a different world. A few Christmas decorations lined the booths and windows.

Which would have been an amazing thing any other day, other than the fact the entire restaurant was completely empty. The only form of welcome that you had was a small blinking light that read “Welcome to Denny’s” and a festive sign that stated “ring bell for service.” You debated on whether or not to ring the bell. For all you know, the people in this town could be cannibals or something. You had two choices. Head back out into that storm, jobless and hungry, or see what would happen if you rang that bell. Fuck it. What was the worst that could happen at a Denny’s?

As soon as the bell chimed though, you heard a loud clang come from the back where the kitchen was, and several concerning crashes as if plates were being broken. You heard voices as 7 eager men came piling out of the back, yelling “WELCOME!!” at you. You had no idea what you’d just gotten yourself into…

Wonho:

The cheerfully optimistic one

Smiley, loud, and kinda rowdy, but a perfect host

Has the biggest fucking beef with the IHOP across the way, will get pissed if someone mentions it

Changkyun accidentally mentioned the place in conversation once when they had a full house of people

Wonho’s eye twitched the whole day, which scared the customers a little, but they knew how he was

It was a small town after all

Takes you to your seat, gives you a menu

Offers to get you a towel to dry your hair

You find out that he’s the main host to greet people at the front, due to his personality (really, Shownu put him there because he was pretty)

He and the other guys are a bit worried to see a girl out so late

He asks one of them them to place a closed sign on the door as he sits down across from you

Politely talks with you and has Kihyun warm up something for you

As he listens to you talk, he takes your hand, rubbing small circles on it with his thumb

“Aww sweetheart, I’m so sorry to hear that. But uh, if you’re not busy, we’re hiring? We could use some female staff around here”

Your eyes widen dramatically

Did this guy just offer you a job? No resume or experience given?

“Hey, I do all the hiring around here.” Another tall guy comes up, setting a cup of coffee in front of you.

“Aw, hyung, can we keep her? Please?”

Shownu:

The tired dad

Sits down next to you and shoos Wonho back to the kitchen, making the younger boy pout

He asks if  you can work in a high stress environment

Or if you have any criminal records he should know about

He can’t just have anyone work there 

When he’s certain you’re not a wanted criminal, he gives you a job on the spot: hostess

You learn that he is the owner of this fine establishment (and is secretly friends with the owner of the IHOP across the street, Sangyeon)

No one in town knows how he managed to stay open though

Especially with the crackhead crew of waiters working for him

(and with how many times they call the fire department in a month, they should’ve probably closed down by now)

He never hired anyone besides the six buffoons that are milling around

So for him to be hiring  you just like that comes as a shock to everyone

(everyone being Minhyuk and Jooheon who were eavesdropping)

He tells you about the special of the day, and asks if you’d like to try it

Tells you not to worry about paying, since all the employees can eat for free

Which leaves your mouth hanging in shock, because it’s still processing that you’re now a hostess

He laughs at you, patting the top of your head as he gets up to go back to the kitchen

Not before refilling your mug with coffee though

Minhyuk:

The sassy social butterfly

Knows everybody’s secrets

Not exactly a busybody, people just tend to feel comfortable enough to tell him their life story

The restaurant stays popular partially due to him and Jooheon

Tourists having a bad day, or families passing through on a road trip always recommend the restaurant on Yelp for having very comfortable customer service

It makes him feel special, which sometimes can puff up his head

But he never gets too carried away

Also in on the IHOP beef, and is the reason behind mot of the bigger fights/pranks

Is unhinged when it comes to getting one up or revenge on said establishment

As he brings you some toast and hot chocolate, he sits down, with a gleam in his eye

A gleam that his coworkers know all too well 

Kihyun calls it the devil stare

He attempts to get information about you, as if you didn’t hear him and Jooheon gossiping about what you revealed to Wonho as they eavesdropped

Their talents are being nosy, not quiet

He fails at getting you to open up more than you already did, but he does learn that you’re single ;)

Offers to be your personal matchmaker (or match, cause he’s single and cute and he knows it)

Kihyun:

Done with everything (is also the cook)

“Lee Minhyuk! Quit trying to be a matchmaker and leave her alone.”

Is absolutely done with everyone’s shit

A.K.A. all his coworkers either flirting with him or needing to be babysat

“If I get one more comment about my butt, I’m burning this place down”

Which is usually happening at the same time 

Needs at least seven glasses of wine to get him through the day

Someone give the boy a raise, because he didn’t sign up for this shit

Though the job does come with perks

The local moms love him

If they come in with their kids, and one is crying, Kihyun to the rescue

He’s always good at calming them down, never shy to sit at a table and hold or feed a baby

Is asked on a lot of dates (he’s high key a fashionista, will not be caught DEAD in anything that doesn’t reek high class, bougie, and expensive, so the ladies, young and old, love him) 

Even his apron is bejeweled/flashy

Brings you a steaming bowl of soup, and a seemingly freshly cooked steak dinner

Greets you warmly and makes himself at home at your table (with a mysteriously acquired glass of cabernet sauvignon)

Provides comfort in the way only a parent can

Pats your hand and tell you to not worry about working with them and promises to show you the ropes

He too has beef with IHOP, but usually more chill about it than the others

Is frenemies with Chanhee 

Hyungwon:

Busser/waiter

Generally doesn’t understand where the beef between IHOP and Denny’s began

Joins in nonetheless, unless he’s asleep

Which is most times

He keeps his job solely because he’s good at it, and because no one else wants to scrape the gum off the tables

The only semi-normal one in the establishment besides Shownu

But if you give him coffee and enough sleep, he’s keeping up with Minhyuk and Wonho

Helps plan the next schemes/pranks to get one over on “the enemy”

Takes dance classes at the local college  for fun

Doesn’t have too many hobbies aside from going to the library (Jooheon and Minhyuk force him to go to the movies or skate park)

Did I mention sleep is a way of life?

Any part of his day that doesn’t require physical effort is reserved for a nap, no matter how brief

Is frenemies with Younghoon, their parents know each other 

(they play games together on weekends, don’t tell Minhyuk)

Jooheon:

The “obviously in your business” cook and table delivery assistant ( a title he gave himself)

Is the type to sit at a table for the gossip with his regulars

“And then what happened?” 

Shownu often catches him at a table, unaware of the his presence behind him at a table

He’ll smack him with a towel and send him back to the kitchen

Which makes everyone giggle a little

Not that it does much, since he’ll be drawn/called to another table soon

Very popular among the teens for his badass look and cool vibe

But Jooheon is also very sweet, and not judgmental to his customers

Although his intimidating looks sometimes are helpful in keeping riff raff away from the restaurant 

He hates when Shownu puts him on guard duty though

He’s a lot more scared than he lets on

(He makes Shownu kill spiders for him)

Best friends with Minhyuk

They’re usually the main culprits behind any pranks pulled inside or outside the restaurant

Wickedly smart, subs at the local college sometimes

He works at the restaurant because he loves cooking for others and causing mischief

Changkyun:

The baby, also a waiter

Everyone’s favorite

Popular with every age group

Able to make even grumpiest old people crack a smile

Very social boi, always smiling and professional for the customers (he needs those extra tips)

Usually has a flower in his hair that the customers will bring in

A little cynical at times, and often dresses in black, but not enough to be an edgelord

Wears glasses because he’s smart (get’s straight A’s in his college courses)

Best friends with Wonho (loves to give him attitude though)

“Yes, that’s a rose in my hair Wonho. What about it?”

Will fight anyone who insults his hair flowers

He follows Hyungwon around the restaurant most days, (mainly to make sure he doesn’t fall asleep anywhere dangerous)

Is loved on by all the staff (since he can be very affectionate at times)

But they also like to embarrass him

He can’t even look at someone for two seconds without the rest of the boys going “Oooooh, Changkyun is in loveee”

“Jooheon, that’s literally Mrs. Robinson, she’s 95, fuck off”

Has no problem telling off anyone who wants to make a ruckus and “call the manager”

(Karen you’ve met your match)

Is frenemies with Eric and Sunwoo, since they’re all the youngest of their crews

Involved in the beef between the restaurants, once stole their entire stock of flour by himself and put it in Hyungwon’s car

Greets you and says “Welcome to the chaos”

[ribosoons]

Poker | Shownu

Shownu x Reader || Smut

Warnings: filthy, public fingering

Summary: playing poker with shownu is actually fun

a/n: wrote this for my twitter au. this was my first time writing this kind of narrative so i decided to edit it a bit into english and upload it here. enjoy! (i also have no idea in poker :3)

you and shownu's arrived in okada and check in together in one room. you were fixing yours and shownu's things nicely while he is taking a bath.

"what do we do next?" you asked, shouting across the room. shownu hummed thinking what they should do next.

"what do YOU want to do?" shownu asked.

"you choose. you paid, right?" chuckling, you said, "i am here to be your companion today"

"wanna start gambling? yeah let's do that" shownu steped out of the bathroom, half naked. as soon as you saw him like that, you immediately looked away and pretend not to see anything and pretend you are occupied with something.

"come one you don't have to look away quickly like that. im offended" shownu jokingly said.

"silly" you laughed, "ill just change my clothes" you retouched your make up and wore a silky black dress that is complimenting your body. you curled your hair and you're ready to go.

"let's go" you queued shownu.

"you look beautiful" shownu stepped closee to you, snaking his hands around your waist. he placed a chaste kiss on your shoulders, and start nibbing your neck.

you held shownu's cheeks stoping him from placing an another kiss on your skin. hyunwoo look at you looking like a child asking his mom for a chocolate which made you laugh.

"we do not want to stay here all day right?" you teased, smiling. you knew how you are affecting shownu.

"we could stay all day" shownu said then proceeds to kiss your lips hungrily. you were smiling between your kisses but you stood up to your stand. tapping shownu's shoulders, he seperates.

whinning he said, "all right, all right" he grabbed your hands and left the room

upon arriving to the place, you both sat down in a table to play poker. you were supposed to seatdown beside shownu but he pulled you closer making you seat on his right thigh. you was stunned but you just let him do what he wants. the game started, which was surprisingly going smooth. he's lost some chips but eventually won doubles.

"straight flush" the dealer announced making shownu win the round.

another round is starting again, you are sipping to your champagne and watching how the other guys fuming over shownu who is currently enjoying his game. after seeing his card, shownu leaned back and pushed a couple of chips highering his bet.

you felt hyunwoo's hands kneading your thigh. you immediately look back what he is up to but he is just currently chill on his chair. you just let the guy enjoy your thigh, you worked hard for her thigh why not let the man enjoy what you worked hard for.

you took a sip on your champagne but choked when you felt shownu's fingers on your clothed core. shownu started rubbing your clit in circular motion which is making you insane. knowing that people might see you both but doing this just adds up to your anticipation on what will happen next.

your breathe starts to go deeper and slower as shownu started to insert his fingers inside your underwear and placing his middle finger inside you. he start moving his finger in slow pace making you go insane due to slow simulation. you held his wrist making shownu chuckle while caught your attention and looking back at him. you him smirk and you knew why because on that exact moment you felt two fingers inside you with so much faster pace. you let out a small whimper while fidgeting hyunwoo's chips between your fingers.

"you don't want anyone to hear that you are a slut for my fingers right?" shownu pushed back your stray hair with his freehand making you nod her head. you're currently biting your lips trying to hold in your moans. the last thing you want to do is get banned to this casino, right?

"all in" hyunwoo announced his last bet pushing the chips leaving one piece you are holding to fidget while containing your pleasure in silent. at this point, your elbow is now placed on the table.

you let out a small chuckle when you felt shownu hitting your sweet spots. chuckles to hide your moans. you placed your left hands on shownu's left thigh to support your body who is now near to your release.

everyone in the table is one by one revealing their cards, shownu pulled you closer and placed his chin on your shoulder with his was freehand is now occupying your clit, massaging it gently making you dig her nails on hyunwoo's thigh.

"sir?" you knew shownu's hands are occupied so you reached for his cards and revealed his cards. "royal flush"

you felt a knot nearing to your release, "come on, don't be shy" shownu whipered to your ear nibbing your ear. upon hearing his deep voice you felt your release to his fingers. hyunwoo was still not stopping his pace, but instead making it a lot faster.

"shownu " you whimpered.

"what?" you closed your eyes and bit your lips due to this oversimulation.

"fold" hyunwoo announced pushing his cards and watch the other players play.

"shownu" you whispered-moan and released to your high. hyunwoo remove his fingers, bringing out his handkerchief cleaning you off.

you lead back on his chest to catch your breath.

"that was amazing" you said. still not believing you did all of that in public.

"of course it is amazing" shownu laughed. you tired to sit comfortably but halt when you felt something behind you.

"do you wanna go back to our room?" you whispered.

"thank you very much for asking because i am close bending you down in this table and fuck you endlessly infront of everyone"

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ENEBE KINIKILIG TULOY AKO HAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Nemesis | Kihyun

another day to live

another day that kihyun will be pissing you off

another day that it you will also piss him off back

“can the both of you stop?” hyungwon questioned since he was sitting in between of you

“i will if y/n stop existing”

“excuse me, my existence is needed. yours wasn’t”

“i can prove you otherwise”

“suck my cock kihyun”

“fuck you”

hyungwon just had it

he’s done

he doesn’t want both of you to be his friend

jk or not

at this point it is a daily routine for both of you to quarrel

a day is not complete with out you or kihyun bickering

hyungwon is praying on all saints he could think of just for both of you just shut up for like a day and give him a peace in his life

hyungwon just wants to have a peaceful time then sleep but all he gets is both of you bickering

he hates to be both of you as his roommates he loves both of you

“y/n, kihyun cooked a food earlier we left you some. go eat” hyungwon said without looking at you, just starting at his phone while slouching at the couch

you just come home from school, you came home early due to absence of your professor

“where’s kihyun?” you asked

“why? you missed him already? why don’t you guys just kiss already?”

“are you still on that agenda?”

hyungwon kept on saying that you both just date each other sometimes just kiss already everytime you and kihyun is in heated argument just to calm you both down, but it was ending up both of you and kihyun teaming up on hyungwon poor guy

“can you just answer the question?”

“yeah, he’s out”

you changed into a more comfy clothes and go directly to the kitchen and check the dish left for you.

it is a shrimp dish

cool! thats your favorite! if you are allergic to seafoods i am so sorry

you took a bowl and scoop some but saw nothing but heads of shrimps

just heads of shrimps

no body

just

head

“hyungwon what the fuck!”

“what!” he screamed back

“why offer me this when i have nothing to eat here!”

“there is left there!” hyungwon showed up behind you and look on the casserole to see a dish with just shrimp heads

“oh”

“sorry bud” he just strung off and go back to being a couch sloth

you just rolled your eyes in frustration because you knew kihyun did this

one day, while kihyun is doing his thing in his room, you don’t know what

you saw his phone just laying there, unattended

it hit you

you must revenge

pissed the fuck out off him

make his blood boil

you chuckled silently and walk towards his phone

you gently removed his screen protector and placed his phone gently

you were surprised when a notification came up and you drop his phone accidentally making a loud toud

with your luck you saw no cracks on kihyun’s phone

“what was that?” he yelled from his room

“nothing” you yelled back trying not to be suspicious

you checked again his phone and doubled check if his phone were okay

you opened it to really check through if you didn’t do any damage on it but revealing his lockscreen

you noticed it was a familiar figure but the face was covered due to hyungwon’s message which is the reason why it rang earlier

you, being a nosy bitch, you removed the notification to check who it was on his lockscreen revealing your face in it

you were beyond shock

it was your sleeping face placed on the coffee table of your living room surrounded by your books

you assumed it was your final week

you immediately turned it off when you heard door opening

“why are you so shocked seeing me? first time seeing a gorgeous human being like me?” he smirked

“in your dreams” you immediately stood up and ran out of your apartment to get some fresh air

what was that?

‘where u, jgh. kihyun mad @ u. go home quickly’ you received this message from hyungwon

this dude does not even try when jt comes in texting

you just sighed

opening the door you saw kihyun standing up, hands on his hips, ready to nag you

“what is this” showing his phone

“phone”

“no”

“then you answer your question, what is that” you brought back the question at him

“all i see is my phone naked, no screen protection on it”

“good to know that you can observe” you replied, you really don’t have the energy to bicker with him

all of your energy were sucked out just thinking how why your face were on his lockscreen

does he like you?

but he clearly do not like you?

why do you feel butterflies just knowing the fact that he willingly put your face as his lockscreen

you dont want to assume

do you like him?

“y/n! are you even listening?” kihyun yelped

you took a deep sigh and said, “ill lay for replacement. just i need you to shut up for a moment. i do not have energy left”

“what happened? are you okay?” he asked, his expression softed

that confuses you even more

he took a step towards you and look at your face, placing both of his hands on your cheeks cheking your face

“are you y/n?” he asked, “do you have a fever?”

you tensed up. you are now looking in his worried face

you don’t know if your skills on reading people’s expressions broke but you saw a genuine worried faced on kihyun making you push him

“dont come closer to me” you mumbled and run directly to your room

you heard hyungwon teasing kihyun like “omg look what you have done, now coax y/n”

days passed by, you tried to avoid kihyun

whenever he tried talking to you, you run

you saw him in campus, you run

saw him in the apartment, run

all you did was run

kihyun was perplexed

he kept on asking hyungwon including himself what he had done

hyungwon doesn’t know either but end up just him teasing kihyun which made kihyun more perplexed

one day, he had enough of you running away from him

he saw you in campus but right before you run away he ran directly to you

and surprise surprise you tripped, causing kihyun to catch up with you

he even laughed before helping you get up

again you tried to flee but failed because kihyun is holding your wrist tightly

“where are you going?” he asked

“i have class”

“no you don’t”

“how did you know”

“just because”

“then i have a class”

again, you tried to flee but failed horribly

“what do you want?!” frustrated, you asked

“uh”

“kihyun”

“my phone protector” he spat, not knowing what to say

“fine” you sigh

you both are now walking to your local phone accessories shop

it was so quiet, it was killing both you and kihyun

kihyun doesn’t know what to say because he is used on both of you on each other’s neck all the time

but this time you weren’t complaining how disgusted you are walking in a same space with him, or breathing the same air with him, or how embarrassed you are seeing both of you together in public

on your case, you can’t seem to calm your heart. you were flustered, your guts are flipping

you do not know how to address this huge ass elephant, it was more hard to address because you are the only one who can see this elephant

frustrated, you didn’t know you were holding your breath. breathing slowly

“we’re here” kihyun announced and walked inside the shop

the employees greated the both of you and asked what both of you were looking

kihyun answered enthusiastically saying he needed a screen protector for his phone

you walked silently behind him, minding your own business with your messed up thought

you were shocked when kihyun snapped you out of your thought

“y/n pay” poking your cheeks

you slapped away his hands making him laugh and you paid right away after you fished some cash out of your wallet

both of you were standing awkwardly while waiting for kihyun’s phone to be fixed

kihyun had enough

“okay what was the problem”

“huh, what problem” you brushed it off

“you kept on avoiding me”

“i do not”

“you are, care to explain?” he is looking at you intensely which making you nervous even more

“nothing, really, nothing” you chuckled nervously, avoiding kihyun’s eye contact

“look at me y/n and tell me why” he placed his index finger beneath your chin making you look at him

you quickly retreated when your eyes met due to sudden nervousness you felt

“here is your phone sir” the worker interrupts your conversation happening he held it up high to show his work, and yet again, kihyun’s phone lit up exposing your face in it

quickly, kihyun took his phone and put it inside his pocket and chuckled nervously

he lightly patted the workers shoulders thanking them while chuckling nervously

you slowly looked at you, terrified

“y/n”

“i think we should talk about that outside the store” you calmly said even though you knew your heart are not even calming down a bit

“we should” you both thanked the workers and decided to talk to the store’s parking lot

“so” he looks around, trying to avoid your gaze

you are now putting him jn pressure on the way you are just looking right directly at him waiting for an explanation

“i can explain” he immediately said looking directly at your eyes

“please do, I’ve been thinking about that lockscreen ever since”

“wait what did you just said? ever since?”

“i saw that when i removed your screen protector”

“i see” he sighed

“do i need to lie?” he asked

“tell me yoo kihyun, why do you need to lie?”

“because i dont want my nemesis know that i like them?”

“say what?” you asked, shocked

“i like you y/n”

silence

you don’t even know what to say

“i mean, I’ve been so rude to you ever since you stomped on my poor toes and did not even apologize for it. but days goes on, living with you weren’t bad after all. i even wanted to spend my whole life with you. okay that maybe too much to ask but that is beside-”

“i like you too dumbass”

“now say what?” he dumbfoundedly asked

“dont make me repeat myself” you chuckled fluffing his hair way from his face

“wait really?”

“maybe”

“come on y/n”

“just kidding” you gave the man a hug

he gave you a hug back rubbing your back

“thank you” he whispered

“yeah sure” you laughed

“fucking hell. i am not suffering from you bickering but now i have to suffer for being your 3rd wheel? you’ve got to be kidding me” hyungwon complained as he saw both of you cuddling in your couch

“yeah suck ass hyungwon”

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now after watching rock with you 007 edition, something in me want to write a gang au or mafia au with that concept. imagine this. joshua, mingyu, and seungcheol as the front man. seungkwan and wonu does the cleaning job, jeonghan on the tactical planning and the rest will be doing the dirty works. >>>:((((

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Kihyun Kihyun

APPREANTLY, you are failing your classes. surprise! this chemistry is killing you.

you know kihyun? the one who is aceing in chemistry in your chemistry class? yeah, him

it just so happens he is also your boyfriend

and you are starting to think why you are dating a chemistry god now your confidence are on the groud

"kihyun lets break you" you sigh

he immediately look at you shifting his attention from his books to you

"y/n what the fuck"

"you are too good in chemistry, i think it is time to end this relationship" you jokingly said and shoved your face onto the pile of papers infront of you.

"you are breaking up with me because im am too.... good at chemistry?" yeah that audio in tiktok

"yes"

you saw him roll his reviewer and immediately yanked your head with it

it definitely not hurt you at all but your dramatic ass literally cried to the point you are weeping jokingly

you don't know how everything happened

but you saw yourself sitting infront of more piles of chemistry paper with kihyun standing infront of you holding a rolled periodic table

"you are not breaking up with me just because you can't balance a chemical" you tried to read his expression but he definitely took your joke seriously

"oooohhhhh i see, mr. yoo is head over heals just for me. you must really love me huh" you teased

but

the teasing method didn't help at all but he gave you a bonk and tapped the paper

"here try this equation"

pouting, trying your best to look cute infront of him

he still gave you a bonk

damn it

you put yourself into this situation so you need to take accountability

you will never joke about this one, you thought

"ah y/n seriously, try harder"

you laughs at his temper

"ah y/n dont you want to go home?" he nagged

you gave him a playful smile and said, "you don't know how i want to go home have a cuddle session with you. maybe a kisses in between" you teased while having an eye to eye contact with him

he gave you a soft smile

yes you won this one

"answer this first, then maybe i would give you your cuddles and kisses all you want" he said with a stern look

"you know you look so hot when you are giving me that look"

come on y/n, he will give in in just a few more push in his buttons

" y/n"

"yoo"

"answer this" you laughs at his reactions, "it will not stop me from teaching you to master this"

"how about i give you a kiss right now?"

"how about you try answering the equation?"

"how about a kiss and a hug? you really going to reject my offer?"

he just gave you a stern look indicating that he is serious

you sigh as a sign of defeat and tried doing the equation

hours passed by you basically mastered every equation given

you stood up and stretch while kihyun is checking your scratch papers

"you did well sweetheart" he is leaning for a kiss when you placed your palm onto his lips to stop him from giving you a kiss

now he is confused

"i am giving you your reward" he said

"i Am gIVinG yOu yOuR aW4rD. too late for that one mr. yoo" you said.

"but y/n" now he is whining like a child

"uh uh, you dont want my kisses right?" you said while tidying up your table

"when did i say that?"

"when you decided to gave me a look, that is when i realize you don't even love me anymore" you fake cried

kihyun sighed and pushed you gently now you are leaning on the table

"you know that i love you very much right?" he asked

now he is giving you a look that made you fall for, the reason why you said yes, the reason why he is looking at you right now with those loving eyes

"very much" you answered still lost in his eyes

"i love you hmm?" he pushed some of your hair strands behind your ears while smiling fondly, "now say it back" he demanded

"i love you to yoo kihyun" you answered still lost in his touch

he leaned in to gave you a gentle kiss on your lips while holding you on your jaw

he moved his lips and you moved along with his

you felt him bit your lower lips which made you moan

kihyun moved his kisses from lips trailing to your neck nibbing some of your skin which yet again made you moan for more

"k-kihyun" you called

"hmm" he hums

he stopped doing what he is doing and now looking at you with his widest smile possible as if he is not doing a sinful act on you

you tried to lean in for a kiss again but kihyun stopped your motion shushing your lips

"i thought you don't want my kisses?"

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Winks | Minhyuk

Minhyuk x Reader || Fluff

Warnings: none

Summary: is minhyuk winking at you?

a/n: hi.,

"hey, wonho" you called your friend.

"hm?" he hums.

"you think that guy likes me?" you asked.

"how come?" he chuckled at your assumption looking at the guy you are poiting at.

"he keeps on winking at me" you innocently said. wonho start laughing his ass off and called the guy.

you immediately launched yourself on him covering his loud mouth but it was too late because the guy is already walking towards where you and wonho sitting.

"hey, hyung what's up?" he is smiling brightly.

"yeah yeah, she's y/n. do you like her?" you had it enough, with this too much embarrassment you left the area and run for your life.

you heard wonho call your name but you paid no attention on that.

this was the day you hated wonho. lmao

the next day, you saw wonho waiting outside your classroom together with the man from yesterday.

you tried to flee. keyword, tried. but knowing wonho he immediately spots you and grabbed your shoulders.

"no you do not know me" you said not looking at them.

"oh I know you very much. y/n l/n born from hometown, birthdate may 14-" you kicked wonho's shin.

"ouch! thats rude y/n" he gasps, "anyways, he's minhyuk" he introduced the guy you are suspecting that likes you, and now you really want to shit your pants rn.

you shaked your hands with his and, again, tried to flee but completely forgot that wonho is still grasping your wrist.

"stop moving around" wonho nagged, "then stop holding me back!" you spat. wonho just laughed.

"nice to finally meet you, y/n" minhyuk said and then gave you a wink. you immediately bit wonho's hand and flee right away.

on the following days, whenever you came across with minhyuk, he is now giving you a wink every now and then which never fails to make you flustered.

'this will eventually stop' you thought to yourself. days passed, he is still doing it.

wonho informed you that one of the orgs you both joined needed volunteers for a community service. obviously you agreed to join because it is one of your jobs as a member of the club.

upon arriving to the meeting place you instantly want to go home because you saw minhyuk being one of the volunteers. backing up, but you failed horribly because minhyuk saw you and now walking towards you. you, again, tried to flee but it was too late because he is now in front of you.

"hi! y/n. don't run away i wont hurt you" he laughs. you gave him an awkward smile and wait for the bus to arrive. you tried looking everywhere for wonho to sit beside him but dude can't be seen anywhere. the bus arrives and everyone goes to their sits beside their friend, again since wonho is not seen anywhere you opted to sit by yourself. maybe sit with a randoM stranger and make friends? idk. you sat beside the window and when you noticed that everyone seems to be sitted and the bus is ready to take off, you placed you bag beside you.

"i believe this is is not taken?" you heard someone's voice and upon looking you saw minhyuk smiling at you.

"its taken" you lied.

"okay everyone settle down, bus is now gonna take off. mr. lee please sit down" one of the faculty staff said. now you are opted to give away the sit and now minhyuk is sitting right next to you. you sigh. this will be a long ride.

"here have some" he said placing some peanut based candy on your lap. you tried to refuse but he seems to made up his mind.

you are just observing him and saw how his eyes are blinking unevenly which made you think that this is the reason why he is 'winking' at you. you felt your face heat up and now you want to throw yourself for making an assumption like that.

"why? are you okay? oh my god y/n you are boiling hot" he panicked. he was about to catch the attention of the faculty staff when you stopped him, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and shoving a candy inside his mouth with candy he gave you.

"shh, i am okay" you informed him.

"you are red as a beetroot" minhyuk said with candy still in his mouth.

"i am sorry for assuming you like me" you said avoiding his gaze.

"oh yeah, don't worry about it" he paused, "not that i dont like you"

"what?"

"oh god did i say it out loud?" he gasps.

"yeah you kinda did" you chuckled. he is now facing you.

"yeah, i kinda like you" he paused, "scratch that. i like you"

"so do winking at me!" you exclaimed.

"i actually not. i am just looking at you. it is not my fault you look gorgeous day by day" he smiled and yet again, giving you his uneven blinks.

"can i take you out on a date after this?" minhyuk boldly asked.

with a smile on your face you answered, "yes, yes you may minhyuk"

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this is so foccing good 😭

Behind the mask l yjh

pairing ➳ thief/businessman/con artist (?) jeonghan x thief female!reader

genre ➳ theif au, heist au, action, enemies to lovers, romance, angst, fluff, some smut.

word count ➳ 7.1k

warnings ➳ stealing duh, drinking, blond haired jeonghan deserves his own warning, cursing, fighting, betrayal, property damage, plot twists hehe, heavy makeouts, fingering, orgasm, implications of sexual activity, Namjoon from bts makes a cameo

synopsis ➳ never in your wildest dreams did you think of falling for the infamous yoon jeonghan but you do, very hard, and things are now bound to get messy.

a/n: hello everyone! im back with a heist/action fic and this was reallyyy fun to write. Blond short haired Jeonghan is everythinggg, literally I love him so much. Also I'd like to thank you all bcuz of 600+ followers! Y'all are the best!

I hope everyone enjoys reading this piece and as always please leave feedbacks!

You didn't really expect to come face to face with him.

Yoon Jeonghan.

The infamous bandit, known all over the city for his neat works and expertise in swindling. He always steals from the wealthy and looks like today is no different because undoubtedly, like you, he's here for the twenty million dollars worth of diamond necklace that is to be auctioned. This is your first time pulling a heist as big as this and seeing the well known criminal against you fuels your competitiveness as you both glare at each other; the beautiful necklace placed right between the two of you in a special transparent box.

"I don't know who you are but I'd like you to back off, honey. There is no way you are getting this," says Jeonghan, his voice smooth as silk. You narrow your eyes on his which are adorned in a black pointed mask. You've seen pictures of him in newspapers before, always dressed in black, the only thing that he keeps in display is his permed blond cloud of hair.

"I guess I should say I am honoured by your presence Yoon Jeonghan but no, I won't be backing off." You reply. He scoffs, then chuckles before producing a small, thin yet long device from his pocket. "Stay. Back. I don't wanna hurt you." He orders, scowling through the mask at you. You watch as he points the device towards the box containing the necklace and a red laser shoots out of the device, the ray falling exactly on the middle. He then presses a button on the device and the glass shatters into a million pieces just as the alarm starts blaring.

You have to say you are amused. Unlike him you weren't equipped with fancy gadgets which was a common element in Jeonghan's little missions. The newspapers talked about it, saying he had a very efficient and intelligent team assisting him from behind the scenes, supplying him with fancy tools that aided him in his heists. The man in question gives you a wary look before reaching for the necklace, his movements rather relaxed considering there will be armed guards here any second.

But that doesn't mean you won't go ahead with your plan. As soon as Jeonghan has the diamond neckpiece on his hand, you land a sharp kick on his face and being caught off guard he falls back, giving you the opportunity to steal the necklace from him and run.

You make a beeline for the emergency exit as the guards break into the room while Jeonghan manages to get up and chase after you. You dash up the stairwell with him hot on your tail while the security is rather slow in comparison to the two of you.

"You sly little bitch!" Jeonghan yells making you smirk as you both reach the rooftop, standing opposite the each other, adrenaline thick in your veins. Breathes heavy, your opponent lurches at you, tackling you to the ground as the necklace slips from your hands. You two keep trying to fight each other off while simultaneously trying to reach for the jewelry lying a few metres away. Security bursts into the rooftop just as you manage to hit his head and kick Jeonghan to a side and snatch the necklace from the ground. Swiftly you hook the curved end of your escape rope against the railing and climb over it, preparing to slide down the rope and make your escape. Ignoring the hollers and threats of the security you grin cheekily at Jeonghan who looks rather lost.

"Looks like the Yoon Jeonghan has failed on his little mission. I wonder what the newspapers will say now. There's a new thief in town baby!" You tease him just before jumping off the roof and with your escape rope you safely make it down to the ground and disappear into the night, the jeweled piece safely tucked in your arms.

The doorbell rings and you jump from your spot in the living room where you were inspecting the stolen jewellery and looking for potential buyers in the black market. You rush to get the door, unable to wait any further for your pizza. Swinging open your door your hand the delivery boy the money and receive the box from his hands.

Just as you're about to shut the door, the boy stops you and unbeknownst to you he pushes you aside and swiftly enters into your apartment. Confused and annoyed you're about to tell him to get out when he takes off his cap and the blood drains from your face. You're met with an awfully familiar blond, fluffy mesh of hair and the same sharp brown eyes, you came across two days ago, one of them now brusied because of you.

It's Jeonghan.

Oh sweet Jesus.

He has already spotted the necklace laid out on your centre table and lurches towards it with you following him closely, discarding your delicious pizza as you try to prevent him from getting the jewels. He, however beats you to it as his hands land on it first but you pull one of his legs, throwing him off balance as you grab the necklace from him. He quickly regains composure and tackles you to the ground and you both keep scratching and clawing at each other, much like the night couple days ago. After a heated struggle and screaming you manage to snag the jewelry from him and you land a sharp kick on his jaw that makes him crash against your sofa before making a beeline towards your front door, not looking back as you hear him groan in pain.

You dash towards the emergency stairwell of the apartment and you climb up a couple floors and then hide in one corner of the stairwell, clutching the jewelry to your chest like it's your baby. Your legs feel like jello as you try your best to keep standing and keeping your guard up in case he follows you here; which he shouldn't. If you are right he should think you ran out of the building and follow you so.

You stay in your spot in the emergency stairwell, waiting as seconds turn into minutes and minutes turn into an hour. He should be gone by now but you don't want to risk so you wait even some more. When the sun is no longer visible in the sky and the night has fallen, your crawl out of your safety and tentatively move towards your apartment.

Hiding the jewelry in your hoodie you walk towards your unit and open the unlocked door with a deep breath. The first thing you are greeted with is the mess caused because of your fight. The pizza you desperately waited for sits on the floor, out of the box, probably bad by now. Not letting yourself be distracted you walk further into your apartment and do a full sweep, looking into your closet, under your bed, in the bathroom, everywhere- in case the bastard decided to remain hidden here. When you're sure you're alone you do another check for a bugging device or potential cameras he might have put but you come up with nothing.

Still somewhat anxious you deem it unsafe and call your dearest friend Minghao, asking if you can spend a few days at his place.

"Do whatever the fuck you want, just don't disturb me," says Minghao in a dismissive tone as he retreats into his own room, leaving you to stand in front of his small guest room. Nodding in assurance you enter your assigned room and close the door. Minghao is a great friend; one of the very few friends you have and for someone who appears all grumpy and annoyed on the outside he is quite the softie at heart.

Sighing you set your backpack down, carrying all your necessities and crash onto the small bed, eyes falling shut quickly from exhaustion.

Over the next few days you try to look for potential buyers in the black market for the necklace. Most of them you find are not willing to pay you the original price of the necklace, not even anywhere near it and it annoys you because you know very well they are gonna resell it with triple the price they will pay you. However one seller named Angel agrees to pay you 19 million after a bargain and you realize it's the best you will get. So like any sensible person you agree with his deal and he gives you a location to drop the necklace and pick up your money.

When the day comes, you take a cab to the location, an abandoned warehouse in a relatively empty neighborhood. In front of the old building you find three black jeeps parked and a few men- thugs if you had to guess- dressed in black suits and chains dangling from their neck lean against them, blowing rings of smoke into the air. Swallowing and straightening your posture and fix your shades before marching towards them. As they see you approach, grins plaster on their faces and you see them take out a briefcase. Halting in front of them you wave your briefcase towards them and speak, "The money first."

They chuckle. One of them says, "Together. You throw your case and we throw ours." Nodding you toss your briefcase towards them and they reciprocate. As soon as their case lands in front of you, you check inside, making sure you are not being scammed as they do the same, inspecting the jewellery under a microscope. Then they whisper amongst each other, ignoring you completely so assuming your work is done you turn on your heel, ready to walk away.

"Wait a minute!" Says an oddly familiar voice that has you spinning around. Shocked is an understatement for the emotion you feel when you see Yoon Jeonghan of all people, coming out from one of the jeeps. Eyes wide like saucers you watch him, hands forming fists as he takes off his sunglasses and throws a cheeky smirk at you.

Angel.

He is Angel.

"I should at least say thank you for doing business with me you know?" He says cockily and all you see is red. Gritting your teeth you drop your briefcase and charge towards him, pushing away his minions. "You! You fucking son of a bitch!" You holler, grabbing his collar while ignoring the hands that try to pry you off of him.

Jeonghan has the balls to laugh as he rests his hands on top of yours, "Come on kitten, don't be like that. It's not like I didn't pay you." He wriggles his brows and let go of him with a jerk, raking your hands through your hair out of frustration as you face an immense urge to punch his gorgeous face. You whisper to yourself, "I can't believe I sold the diamonds to you...after working so hard to get them from you." Facing him, you hiss, "The deal is cancelled, asshole. I don't want to sell them to you."

Jeonghan chuckles, coming to stand closer to you, "No can't do, kitten. I think I've offered you a fair deal, no? We should put aside our pasts and be happy."

Scowling at him you seethe, "If you call me kitten one more time I swear I'll break your fucking neck." Appearing unfazed he only offers you a sweet smile, "How about we go for a drink, huh? To celebrate our deal?" Scoffing you shake your head, "Are you fucking crazy or what? I'm not interested."

"A drink with me won't kill you, kitten. Come on. Besides I have a proposition for you." Jeonghan throws a smirk at you, motioning you to enter his car.

You frown, "Excuse me?"

"Come with me and you shall find out."

"Jeonghan, I swear to God if-"

"Oh come on kitten, don't be like that. Just get inside. I promise not to hurt you," he jeers making you scowl at him while you weigh his offer for a second before warily getting inside his car and dismissing his minions, he takes the driver's seat. As the evening sky turns fully black he drives downtown to a nice and cozy looking bar.

Sitting down on the stools, he gives the waiter your orders. "You know...I have so many questions about you," Jeonghan says titling his head as he observes your face carefully. You roll your eyes, "Which I won't be answering. If this is an interrogation, I'd rather get going. Who on earth are you to question me?"

He holds his hands up in surrender, a playful smile on his lips, "No, it's just... your skills are really good. I'm just wondering who your boss is because you are... extremely well trained." You raise a brow at him, "What makes you so sure I have a boss?"

"You don't? Then where did you learn all your tricks?" He questions back only to be ignored by you as you reach for your drink which is just served. "What makes you so curious about me, Yoon Jeonghan?" Jeonghan chuckles, taking a sip of his whiskey before replying, "Let's just say I'm impressed and I'd like to have you in my team."

His words make you burst into a fit of laughter as the man next to you rolls his eyes, "Oh please. You should be honoured. I don't just ask anybody to work with me." You laugh some more before you reply cheekily, "Well, I guess it's an honour but I prefer to fly solo." Jeonghan narrows his eyes on you, almost suspiciously as you stare back at him before he sighs and puts down the glass in his hand.

He asks softly, "You know why I do what I do?" Confused you mumble, "No...?" He takes a deep breath before resting his hands under his chin as he speaks in a soft voice, "When I was nine, my father was falsely blamed for stealing a good chunk from this filthy rich guy. He was sent to prison even though he was innocent and after a lot of coaxing from my mother he agreed to get a good lawyer and ask for a retrial. The guy found out about this and got rid of my father while he was in jail. He then came after my mother killing her in front of my eyes. He let me go. I was put in an orphanage but he always kept tabs on me and I realized he left me alive just to make me his puppet. So one day I escaped and started anew. I swindled people all day and made a living and I swore that I would get my revenge." His eyes are unfocused, lost in thoughts as he speaks the words and they wash over you as you listen intently, mesmerized almost. You take in how beautiful he looks underneath the yellow lights of the bar, his skin glowing and his blond hair somehow appearing even more alluring as he radiates an ethereal glow. The look on his eyes are intense, full of pain, anger and disgust as he stares ahead in silence.

Swallowing, you whisper, "Who...was this guy?"

"Winston." Your eyes go wide. Lock Winston. The mega billionaire. The one you stole the diamond necklace from. You are also well aware that this isn't the first time Jeonghan has stolen something from him, in fact this is his third time, as the newspapers often talked about his previous two rather smart, successful heists on Winston. You wonder what plan he is working on.

"I am...sorry," your offer quietly. You are not replied to, instead you hear him let out a shaky breath. He speaks, "We all have a drive, a passion behind what we do. My passion is revenge. I plan to make him the most miserable man in this world even if it's the last thing I do." You remain silent, guessing that it is better to let him speak. After a small breath of silence he turns to face you. "Tell me, ____, what is your passion?"

"What?"

"Why do you steal? What is your story? I've seen you that night, you were like a man in a mission. What gives you the passion?" He tilts his head, regarding you carefully, a soft smile playing on his lips.

"Money," you blurt out dumbly. Jeonghan raises a brow at you. Flustered, you look away, "I want money. It is my passion. I may not have a tragic revenge story like you but I think money is a passion good enough." Maintaining silence for a while he bursts out laughing, "Do you really expect me to believe that?" Sighing you sip your drink, "You can believe whatever you want, Jeonghan." He man next to you doesn't reply. You can feel his intense stare on you, as if he's trying to read you like a book. After a while, he whispers, "Whatever you story is, I hope you get what you want."

You don't speak after that and neither does he, finishing the rest of your drink in silence.

Two days later you are on your way towards the grocery store, walking by the pavement, head lost in a cloud of thoughts when a couple honks from beside you makes you jump. Clutching your chest you look beside you to see Jeonghan in a flashy blue sports car, driving next to you slowly. "Hello there, kitten. Where are you headed?"

"None of your business, Jeonghan. And stop calling me that." You ignore him, looking ahead. "Come and stop me, kitten." He chuckles, "Have dinner with me, will you?" That stops you in your tracks. Suspiciously you narrow your eyes at him, "What is it that you want, Yoon?"

"A dinner with you," he replies innocently. "And to talk." Not believing him, you stand by the pavement and cross your arms, glaring at him. He sighs, "I don't know why you are so guarded with me. But trust me, I have no bad intentions. You've piqued my interest and I simply want to chat with you over dinner, kitten." You let out an annoyed groan at his pet name before blowing out a loud breath and pull the passenger side door of his car open. Jeonghan smiles victoriously at you, his eyes crinkling. "What would you like for dinner, kitten?"

Jeonghan takes you to a nice, cozy restaurant; a place he seems to frequent as the staffs appear to know him well. He takes the liberty to order for the two of you and then selects the wine pairing before dismissing the waiter and giving his undivided attention to you. You're taking a sip of water when he says, "You're really beautiful you know." His sudden comment has you choking on your water while he laughs happily and you wonder if he said that on purpose. "Shut up Jeonghan," you sputter, wiping the water that drips down your chin. He laughs some more before saying, "I mean it, you truly are beautiful. I don't know what it is about you but you... bewitch me."

His words seem sincere enough but you can't rid your suspicions of him, wondering why he was sweet talking to you. He has to have some tricks up his sleeve or else it doesn't make sense for him, the biggest scammer you've known show so much interest in you. Nevertheless, dinner flows smoothly and Jeonghan keeps the conversation going, talking about the food, the décor, the music in the background and then proceeding to share his favourite genre and such. You notice he doesn't ask about yourself like that night in the bar but he doesn't offer much about him either. You don't comment and neither do you mind as you focus on savouring the delicious meals served.

After dinner he drops you home and makes a promise to see you soon which you ignore, not giving him too much hope. "Don't bet on it," you say before entering your building, giving him a lazy wave as a form of goodbye.

You somehow keep meeting Jeonghan often after that, mostly because he can be annoyingly persistent. Most of the times he takes you out to dinner then maybe some ice cream or some wine. Whatever it maybe it would be a lie to say you didn't enjoy his company- because you do, truly. He has a unique charm and his words are almost like a spell, easily captivating you and making you smothered for him. Not to mention his unfairly gorgeous looks. Time passes by swiftly when you're with him and he easily makes you forget about everything else, somehow managing to create a world where only the two of you exist.

A few or more hangouts later he invites you to his house, which is a mansion, almost. Decorated with the finest pieces of furniture and art it almost gives the feel of a museum. In his museum of a home you have dinner, chatting idly as he speaks about his previous heists and his adventures.

"You know I still can't believe the night we met was your first heist," Jeonghan muses as he sets the plates away while you pour the two of you some wine. "What can I say...I worked hard for it." You reply simply, sitting down by the marble counter of his kitchen.

"Well, the money I paid you should definitely be worth it. What do plan on doing with that huge amount?" He asks, peering at your face.

"I've...kept it in the bank for now."

"Do you plan on doing another heist sometime soon?"

"No...I don't think so," You murmur, frowning. So far Jeonghan has not prodded you for personal questions so tonight is a surprise. Jeonghan seems to read your thoughts as he chuckles softly, "I just asking, don't worry. I know how secretive you are, kitten. Just thought we could do a heist together, you know. We'd make a great team." He mutters.

So he's still stuck up on that.

Is that why he won't leave you alone?

"Would we?" You challenge. "We won't know if we don't try," is his reply. You maintain silence after that which prevails until you both finish your drinks. When he's about to pour himself another glass, you ask, "What do you do with those money? I mean you've had many successful heists and none of the stolen items were in any way inexpensive so... I wonder where you spend them. Apart from your fancy house and fancy cars." Jeonghan makes a sound of amusement before meeting your eyes. He doesn't bother speaking for a while, simply looking at you and you tense up.

What's up with him?

"I... donate." His words are softly spoken, almost a whisper. You didn't expect that to be his reply so you sit silently and stare at him with urgency, waiting for him to continue.

"I spend most of what I steal donating. To people who have nothing, who lost everything...to people like Winston. There are so many of them. So many poor people hurt and abused by men like him. And there is nobody to help them. So I do. Because I know their pain, I know how heartbreaking it feels to get everything taken from you, to be blamed even though you are innocent." His eyes are glazed, unfocused as you soak up his words like a sponge, hypnotized. Never in your life did you expect that to be his answer and now you're left with a pang of hurt in your chest as you realize maybe you have treated him too harshly. Maybe underneath his mask he's just a lonely soul who is trying his best to restore a little bit of justice.

"The world has changed you know, ___. Now people like Winston are the rulers. There is no point in waiting for your authority to help you become they never do. You have to take matters into your own hands. Stealing from thieves, murderers, liars like him is the only way to restore balance in our world." His words fade with a dry note as his eyes flash dangerously, his hands forming fists. The silence stretches over you two like a blanket as you chew on your lip before murmuring, "I understand you, Jeonghan. It's not the... conventional way but it's nice that you do what you do."

-

Jeonghan doesn't contact you for a while after that. You are not sure how you feel, maybe somewhat relieved that he has finally got off your back but also, there is this sensation of longing in your chest. After what he confessed to you that night you have started to see him in a different light and all the previous thoughts you possessed about him are gone. What he says and does makes sense and now you are torn at what to do next.

Your train of thoughts are interrupted when your doorbell rings and your brows form a frown. It's almost 12 am.

Who is it at this hour?

Your door opens to reveal the devil, Jeonghan, as he stands there looking rather tired and dull. His hair is messy, not the usual messy but the frustrated-messy and his usual pristine suit is rather crinkled and full of specs of dirt.

"Jeonghan?" You mumble, perplexed. He gives you a lopsided smirk. "Hey there, kitten. Mind if I come in?" He enters before you can reply and closing the door behind you softly you watch as he heads for the wine bottle sitting on your centre table; the one you were enjoying before he interrupted. He takes a few gulps as you stand beside him, somewhat out of place. "What are you doing here...at this hour?" You ask tentatively. Jeonghan plops down on your sofa and motions you to sit next to him which you dutifully obey. "Wanted to see your face, kitten." He's nonchalant and you narrow your eyes at him. He explains, "Had a bad day. A deal went south. I may or may not have beaten up my client."

Despite the situation you chuckle softly before sighing, "Are you okay?" He smiles sweetly at you, "Now that I've seen you, yes."

His words cause your face to burn with warmth and a funny feeling spreads through your heart. Trying to conceal it, your roll your eyes and attempt to move from the couch to open another bottle when he grabs your hand and blurts out of the blue, "Can I kiss you, ___?"

A noise; somewhere between a moan and a squeak escapes your mouth as you stare at the beautiful man beside you with wide eyes. Just the slight nod of your head and his lips press against yours, softly at first before the kiss turns hungry and raw, full of lust and passion. You claw at his suit jacket, moaning loudly as his tongue prods into your mouth and his hands grab the flesh of your ass. Somehow you are moved onto his lap while your lips remain connected and only when you can't breathe anymore you pull back. Jeonghan's glazed, lust filled eyes greet you as he stares at you like you have placed the stars in the sky. It makes your heart skip a beat and heat spread all over your body, leaving you feeling achy and tingly.

"I want you so much. I've wanted you since the first day I saw you, you know that? Do you have idea what you do to me? Fuck I've never felt like this before." He hisses, his hands slowly crawling down your body and inside your panties. His fingers hover over your core before gently massaging your clit that has you almost screaming for him.

He nips at your neck while you try to gather your thoughts, "J-Jeonghan... you're d-drunk." You stumble upon your words as his ministrations between your legs leave you breathless. You hear him chuckle before his mouth travels down your chest, "I'm perfectly sober to know what I'm doing. Tell me kitten, do you want me?" His index finger slips inside you and moan louder than ever, almost ripping his clothes. "Yes, yes, please!" Grinning against your skin, he adds another finger and then another before they start pressing the deepest spots inside you, his movements ruthless and unforgiving and before you know it, you're screaming his name while hurtling down an orgasm that leaves you breathless and sensitive.

"I'm just getting started with you, love." His smile is sinister as he looks at you, breathless underneath him and your body clenches at his words.

Next morning you wake up when it is almost noon and without Jeonghan beside you. There seems to be no trace that he was even here yesterday; all his clothes that were on the floor of your bedroom last night completely gone. Panicking you get up despite the soreness between your legs and look around the apartment in search of him. When you come up with nothing you are left somewhat worried and disappointed, wondering why he left without informing you. He was so passionate and almost romantic last night so his sudden disappearance doesn't sit well with you.

Rubbing your temples you pick up your phone from your bedside table and immediately your heart leaps out of your chest as you see the notification of six missed calls from your chief, Namjoon and countless messages. The information written in them only brings more dread to you as your hands fly to your mouth in horror.

____, why aren't you picking up?

We have finally managed to set a tracker on Jeonghan.

We have found his hideouts and his address but he isn't there.

He was with you last night, no? Did you get him to confess like I told you to?

Where the fuck are you ____?!!

With shaky hands you dial Namjoon's number and holding your breath you wait for the call to be picked up. "Where the hell have you been, ____!" Your chief's voice booms through making you grimace.

"I...I was feeling really sick so I slept late," you try to sound natural and not like you are on the brink of losing your shit. Namjoon sighs, "Well we have finally managed to get a tracker on him. He was near your place this morning. Didn't he come to visit you last night?"

"Yeah but he stayed for a couple hours. And I wasn't feeling the best so I let him go," you lie easily. "I wonder what he was doing near my place today morning."

Namjoon hums, "We have no idea either. You should have been more careful, ____. This isn't like you. Did he spike your drink or something?" Namjoon asks.

You shake your head and reply in negative. Namjoon explains, "Well then he went to his house but when Winston's team got there he had already left. They raided the whole place but found nothing of importance. I have a feeling he has caught onto us, ____. He left with his laptop and all important documents. It's a shame I'm outside the city right now. Headquarters sent me and my team on another task so it's up to you to catch him now. We all know how inefficient Winston's men are and he has an ego too big to admit it. Anyway I'm sending you his location, he seems to be on the move. Get to him now. I trust you, ____."

In the speed of lightening you grab your clothes and start putting them on haphazardly muttering a quick goodbye to your chief. Your only thought is that you have to get to Jeonghan first no matter what. As soon as you have his location you are out the door, grabbing the keys to your BMW.

The location Namjoon sent to you seems familiar, too much at that. Jeonghan seems to be in the bar he took you to the day you sold him the necklace. But you harbor suspicion in your heart, what is he doing at a bar when it's barely dusk? Did he figure out he's being tracked? Is this a set up? Chewing on your lower lip you press the accelerator harder, zooming down the street and towards your location. As soon as you reach there, you desultorily stop your car in the front of the bar and load your gun before tucking it behind you and marching inside.

You don't even have to look around; you spot him the moment you have stepped inside, his back facing you as he casually sips a drink, sitting by the bar counter.

Does he even know his life is in danger?

Quickly you pad towards him, calling, "Jeonghan!" He turns his face to meet yours, a blank expression on his face. You try to mask the worry and nervousness in your voice, "Hey, I've been looking for you. Why did leave so early this morning?"

He maintains an awful, nerve wracking silence for a while, staring intensely at you before looking away and setting down his glass with a thud. He sighs, "Quit the games, ____."

"W-what?"

He snaps his head towards you and yells, "Fucking stop it! How long do you plan on fooling me, ____?" His tone is sharp and his eyes are full of hatred, disgust that makes your world come crashing down on you.

He has figured everything out.

Your bleak, horrified face seems to have amused him because he laughs dryly, "That's right. I've caught onto your game. I woke up this morning with your phone ringing continuously, a chief Namjoon calling you. I didn't think much of that until I saw the messages appear asking where you are and am I with you and whatnot. I put two and two together. You work for Winston."

No. No. No.

You protest, "No Jeonghan, that's not true!"

"Will you fucking shut up? Do you think I'll believe one word that comes out of your mouth now? From day one you and Winston and his minions have been tricking me! You set me up all this time! No wonder your combat skills were so good. I always thought you had a secret but good God- this!?" he scoffs. "It was my fault anyway. I was too into you to notice anything else. I...always thought you were exceptional but I could never- Was sleeping with me a part of the plan too? Making me fall for you so that you could easily hand me over to them?" He accuses bitterly as you stand completely mute.

Your shame has you speechless as you simply stand there and let his venom filled words wash over you, knowing very well you deserve every one of them.

"For the first time in my life I fell so deeply for someone and- and they turn out to be working against me. I- I really thought you cared for me- I thought you were actually fucking interested in me. I...I bared myself to you just for you to betray me like this. How foolish of me." His voice cracks simultaneously with your heart and you can't help but clutch his arms desperately, "Jeonghan please! I care about you! I really fucking-" you stop mid sentence when you hear commotion outside, realising that Winston's men are here as a few black cars pull up.

Oh no.

"Did you call them here!" Jeonghan seethes with fury. Ignoring him you grab his hand and lead him to the back of the bar where there is a small kitchen which leads to a back exit. Despite his protests you keep tugging him with you, running as fast as possible among the small crowd before finally approaching an alley with a dead end. There is a small wall which will be easy for Jeonghan to climb over and make his escape.

Ushering him towards it, you let go of his hand and pull out your gun. Jeonghan looks at you, horrified, his eyes portraying even more pain if that's possible and you know very well what he is thinking. Loading your gun, you say, "You ran from the bar and I followed you to this alley. You made your escape by climbing over this wall while I tried to shoot you but I missed."

Jeonghan remains standstill for a while hearing your words, his eyes looking lost, confused as he never expected those words to come from you. You gaze at him, hoping your eyes will convey how sorry and guilty you are and how much you truly, madly care about him. He swallows, "Why are you-"

"Just go Jeonghan. There's an underground tunnel around the block. Run like hell. You have to get out of this country. Never return, you here me?" You croak as a tear slips down your eyes and you aim the gun towards him. You can hear the security team approaching as the voices get louder and you yell, desperately, "Go Jeonghan! Now!"

Taking one last longing look at you, Jeonghan swiftly ascends the wall and you shoot at him, purposefully missing the shot as he successfully climbs over the wall and disappears without looking back. Soon Winston's team arrives behind you and you put on a dramatic act of catching your breath, "I missed him. He climbed over the wall." You say between your fake pants, pointing to the wall, knowing very well that Jeonghan is out of their reach now.

"So you are telling me that you shot at him and missed and he made his escape?" Namjoon raises a brow at you, crossing his arms as he starts a mini interrogation with you after he hears your story. Appearing annoyed you grit your teeth, "Yes, Namjoon. How many times do I have to tell you? You know I wasn't feeling very well to begin with and I chased him from the bar to this alley. I had a headache and my vision was blurry." You narrate the same words once again.

Namjoon still seems to have his doubts which are rightful because an agent as capable as you should never really miss their aim. However you stand your ground regarding him with an exasperated look. Before he can open his mouth the one and only Winston who just arrived at the scene yells, charging towards you.

"You! You stupid good for nothing bitch! You couldn't do a single thing right! What kind of a fucking private investigator are you!" He approaches you, ready to grab your collars and fight but Namjoon holds him back trying to calm him down. You roll your eyes, "You should say that to your security team. They are the most miserable, pathetic security detail I've ever seen." Winston growls, "What did you fucking say?"

Ignoring him you speak to Namjoon, "Chief I'd like to go home now. I've had a rather bad day." He nods quietly, murmuring, "Okay. You may have to come in for the interrogation."

Nodding you shove your hands in your pockets and march towards your car.

A week later you visit the headquarters of your agency and surprising your teammates and your chief you hand over your badge and weapons. "I'd like to resign," you announce to Namjoon who looks flabbergasted. "Why? Is it because of that Jeonghan case? It's okay, ____. You can't ace every case you-"

"I'd like to take a break. I think it's about time I had a change of scenery." You offer him a small smile.

You know very well you are resigning because of Jeonghan's case but not for the reasons he thinks you are resigning. You are tired of working for obnoxiously rich assholes and you have been doubting wether working as a private detective is worth it. However you don't say that to your boss but simply face him with a solemn look.

About time you closed this chapter of your life.

Some time later

Sicily

The cafe is quiet except the soft music playing from the speakers and hushed chatters of the customers. You welcome the silence as you skim through the morning newspaper, occasionally sipping on your latte. News of Winston being arrested is spread all over in bold letters saying that all his diabolical activities and crimes have been brought out to light by an anonymous individual. Experts are saying that this time it will be hard for him to escape as the allegations are strong, including murder and the mass people are expressing their hate and demanding a fair trial with severe punishment for him. You have a feeling who this anonymous individual maybe and thinking about him leaves an ache in your heart.

The thoughts about him are unwelcoming and often when they plague your mind, you are left with an overwhelming sense of guilt and loss. You still aren't sure what you exactly felt- feel for him or maybe you actually know but you don't want to confront them, unprepared to accept the fact that you lost the person you have fallen in love with.

In the back of your mind, you wonder if he really felt about you the way he expressed; if he thinks of you as often as you think of him, if he even remembers you at all. Maybe he does; he has to, after what you did to him.

Sighing, you fold the newspaper neatly and set it on the table, annoyed at yourself for thinking about him once again. You are so absorbed in your thoughts that you don't realize a piece of paper is dropped on your table until the man brushes past you and out the door. You almost jump and run after him but decide that it's better to read the note first. He might have gotten the wrong person. With shaky hands you unfold the piece of paper and read the words written in a neat handwriting.

My offer still stands, if you are interested.

With a gasp you stand up from your seat and wildly look around to see if he's anywhere nearby, watching you. Desperately your eyes scan through the cafe until they look out the window where on the other side of the road stands him, Jeonghan, dressed in a cream coloured suit, hair messy and his eyes covered with shades.

You inhale sharply as he takes them off and your eyes meet. His gaze is sharp, pointed, as if he's making sure that you see him and with a slight tilt of head he gives you the barest, almost teasing smirk before the opens the door of the jeep parked next to him and enters the car. Before you can get out and run after him the car drives away, leaving you rooted to the ground, your heart beating way too fast and your mind a mess.

Does this mean...

Jeonghan has given you another chance. You have one more try to prove yourself to him, to maybe, just maybe make him yours.

Maybe Jeonghan loves you like you love him. Maybe his feelings are deeper than he lets on for him to grace you with another chance. Maybe behind his mask he is just another lost soul who desires to be loved.

And so do you.

A/N 2: If you all are wondering about a part 2, I'm here to tell you that no, I won't be making another part of this (oops). I know I've left kind of an open ending but I have imagined them reuniting and starting from scratch. Soo, yeah! Feel free to think however you want.

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Prelims | Changkyun

Changkyun x Reader || Fluff

Warnings: none

Summary: just you, changkyun, cuddling, comforting you

a/n: wow my heart was about to leave my rib cage while writing this

gif is not mine; cant remember who made this please hmu to credit you properly ;¬;

Prelims examination has come to an end. you were tired because of the sleepless nights you had. was it worth it? no, you even barely pass your exam. you are expecting a low passing grade.

moon is up, you are walking from your uni when you decided to surprise visit your boyfriend, changkyun, on his studio because you knew he is just staying there. reaching at his place, you knock gently. waiting for response the door opened and saw your boyfriend looking at you coldly. if this is your first time meeting him you probably on your knees begging for forgiveness and run away in fear but knowing him you gave him a hug.

"how's the exam, love?" he asked patting your head and placing a kiss on the top of your head. you buried your face on his chest and hummed.

changkyun wasn't so sure what that means but he is proud of you either way. he carefully tugged you inside his place and closing the door. with you not removing you face onto his chest and just following his lead.

"you smell good" you whispered enough for him to hear. you chuckled, blushing, said, "all for you love"

you detach yourself away from him and placed down your bag on his couch and sit beside it. you boyfriend pulled his chair and sat right infront of you.

caging your knees between his thighs, he held your face as if you are the most fragile thing in his world.

"so, you haven't still told me how's your day" he said while softly caressing your cheeks with his thumb. you responded naturally on his gestures which makes you lean on his palm with him holding you whole head. hugging his free arm that is now currently holding your chin.

"it was bad" you let out a long sigh, "can i just be your trophy wife or something? i am so tried studying, it is not even paying off my hardworks. oh no, i am not even working well" again, you ended your sentence with long sigh.

you look at your boyfriend who is now currently smiling at you as if you are the most precious thing in the world.

this is one of the reasons you fell inlove in his. he may not be the person who likes to vocalize how much he loves you but he is able to make you feel loved by just staring.

"don't look at me like that" you teased, "i might fall in love again"

"oh please do" he chuckled. he is now caressing your chin.

"don't worry love, everything will pay off okay? i know you did so well and i know you will pass this sem okay? you deserve to rest, you deserves the breaks you took in between. in fact, i am so proud of you for taking breaks in between. dont be hard on yourself, take it slow and nice, okay?" you have no words. to the point you started weeping which made changkyun shock.

he immediately pulled you for a hug, burying your head on his chest with his arm wrapped around you and your head. lightly brushing your hair with his fingers he whispered more nice words in your ears which made you cry more.

"i do not deserve you" you cried.

"you are more than enough. how about we go home and spend the rest of the night cuddling?"

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Sleeping Beauty | Hyungwon

Hyungwon x Reader || Fluff

Warnings: none

Summary: hyungwon is the modern sleeping beauty

a/n: i thought of this idea when i was binge watching shrek 😭

they call him the modern sleeping beauty. he indeed holds the most beautiful face you’ll ever see in this castle. well, according to the people who saw prince hyungwon before he was cursed to sleep. with the old usual, kiss to break the spell. he is asleep when the sun is up, awake when the moon is up. tbh, for hyungwon it doesn’t really matter because he, qoute on qoute, said “i am just living in a different time zone, what’s wrong with that? and also i get a really nice goodnight, no, goodmorning sleep”.

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Sleeping Beauty | Hyungwon

Hyungwon x Reader || Fluff

Warnings: none

Summary: hyungwon is the modern sleeping beauty

a/n: i thought of this idea when i was binge watching shrek 😭

they call him the modern sleeping beauty. he indeed holds the most beautiful face you’ll ever see in this castle. well, according to the people who saw prince hyungwon before he was cursed to sleep. with the old usual, kiss to break the spell. he is asleep when the sun is up, awake when the moon is up. tbh, for hyungwon it doesn’t really matter because he, qoute on qoute, said “i am just living in a different time zone, what’s wrong with that? and also i get a really nice goodnight, no, goodmorning sleep”.

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Sleeping Beauty | Hyungwon

Hyungwon x Reader || Fluff

Warnings: none

Summary: hyungwon is the modern sleeping beauty

a/n: i thought of this idea when i was binge watching shrek 😭

they call him the modern sleeping beauty. he indeed holds the most beautiful face you’ll ever see in this castle. well, according to the people who saw prince hyungwon before he was cursed to sleep. with the old usual, kiss to break the spell. he is asleep when the sun is up, awake when the moon is up. tbh, for hyungwon it doesn’t really matter because he, qoute on qoute, said “i am just living in a different time zone, what’s wrong with that? and also i get a really nice goodnight, no, goodmorning sleep”.

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SEVENTEEN and MONSTA X drabble game

spare me i dont even know how to do this BUT hey! i can alway experiment. i also want to write some monsta x but i really don’t have ideas so ill be adding them. here are the list of prompt you can choose from. 

so here are the rules:

1. you can only choose up to 3 prompts, maximum.

2. you can choose who ever member you wanted.

3. now, send me your requests! i will gladly do it as long as i am comfortable writing it.

4. feel free to specify how you want your request to be.

5. be patient! i am not a prompt machine

6. and lastly, enjoy!

(i will be getting some idea on the internet and also making some. credits to the owner!)

Prompts:

1. “what are you doing?”

2. “is that acceptable?”

3. “is that even legal?”

4. “kiss me, faster”

5. “are we gonna kiss or what?”

6. “can i copy your assignment?”

7. “you have a cat? can i pet it?”

8.“i never loved you”

9.“i love you”

10.“i like you?”

11.“cool same”

12.“stop judging me. i am you s/o, you are obligated to accept this”

13.“let’s dance”

14.“you really believed them?”

15.“lie to me then”

16.“i was being an idiot” “wow what a shocking revelation”

17.“i cant live without you” “then die”

18.“pay attention to me”

19.“please don’t leave me”

20.“i can’t forgive you”

21.“please forgive me”

22.“dont ever let me go”

23.“why are you crying?”

24.“leave”

25.“stay”

26.“im sorry but i dont feel the same way”

27.“why can’t you love me back”

28.“letting yoy go was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do”

29.“i understand. you can leave. they all do”

30.“my ancestors are telling me to stab you right now”

31.“im surprised you haven’t been arrested yet. wait, no. im not”

32.“ohh you think i am cute when i am angry? well get ready because i am about to be gorgeous”

33.“can i tell you a secret?”

34.“well, i can scratch that off my bucket list”

35.“you know, protons are delicious”

36.“stop laughing”

37.“its ok. i got it all on a video”

38.“this was a terrible idea”

39.“i told u”

40.“i stubbed my toe”

41.“are you tryna feature yourself in a math book?”

42.“i promise”

43.“i do”

44.“in the count of 3. run. 1 2….”

45.“you have something in your hair, uhh do you want me to take you out uh i mean get it out?”

46.“your lips are soft. i could do this all day”

47.“make a wish”

48.“hmm… you’re warm”

49.“can you give me a hug”

50.“tell me you love me too”

51.“i think i could take you more serious without those cat ears on your head.”

52.“what? when did that ever happen?”

53. “you think they would believe us?”

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