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Heya! It's you're secret santa here, i got a few questions, what would u like to be included in the fic??? Unfortunately i don't really write smut so kinda disappointing u there but what else would u like to be included???

Hello!! Ah I’m so excited lol! I don’t really need smut tbh. I’m more of an angsty person. I love that stuff! I believe I put hybrids somewhere. I love the found family tropes too!

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For the Greek God Collab hosted by @wooahaeproductions and @beomcoups . You can find that here: The 13 Gods of Olympus: A Seventeen Collab

➵Title: Orion’s Constellation ➵Pairings: God!Vernon x Hunter!Reader , Vernon x Reader ➵Greek God: Artemis ➵Genre: Fluff ➵Word Count: 6.7k ➵Rating: T for Teen ➵Summary: The story goes that Artemis fell in love with Orion but Apollo was jealous of that love. So he tricked Artemis into killing her love. This is a different retelling. One where rather then the huntress killing the hunter—the hunter followed the orders of the gods. And was repaid graciously.

➵A/N: This isn't Beta Read. I on gawd just finished this lol. This could have been way better I will be honest but I kind of had a writers block. Also no smut because As you can tell Vernon got the virgin goddess so NO SEX!

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It wasn’t necessarily prohibited to enter the Forest of the Gods, but there were rules to follow. You grew up on the stories each devoted follower would tell you. How someone–if you were lucky enough–you could come across a nymph or mythological monster within the woods. You hadn’t had the chance to actually see them but you have heard them. 

Oh, how much you actually want to see them, get the chance to say you saw an actual nymph.  But you knew better than to anger the gods. You valued your life much more than the curiosity you had. But just because you were cautious doesn’t mean everyone else was. 

You were cleaning your weapons by a river when you suddenly froze at the sound of something getting closer. You didn’t think much of it, not until the sound of giggling reached your ears. At that moment you were sure, they hadn’t noticed your presence. 

It wouldn’t be your fault you saw them but the gods were unforgiving. They acted before someone had the chance to explain. So you tried to quickly gather your stuff, almost dropping things in your haste, before a sound caught you off guard. 

Screams came from around the trees, the giggles having come to an abrupt stop. The screams grew louder, your body moving into action as you raced towards the fight. Your eyes went wide at the large monster scorpion that was terrorizing what you assumed to be nymphs. 

The large insect had one nymph cornered, leaning over them as it geared up its stinger. You felt a shot of adrenaline hit you, pulling out your sword before charging without a thought. You had let out a loud scream when your sword came in contact with a leg, quickly slicing it off. 

You realized what you had done the moment the creature wheezed and yelled from your assault. It quickly turned around ready to charge at you.

“Run!” You screamed at the nymphs. 

The nymphs all began to scatter, not wanting to stay and chat any longer. You didn’t get the chance to see but they were all quickly turned into birds flying high into the trees from any danger. 

You were left in the clearing alone with the angry beast, taking in a deep breath as you began to feel the terror that was intertwining with your nerves. “Oh, Gods of the Forest, please help me.”

The monster had a tough exoskeleton, so you knew the battle was going to be hard. But just like everyone else, this monster must have had a soft spot. Between each joint was an opening, something you knew from where you had cut its leg off. 

So going off that, there must have been an opening in its neck. However, reaching that area was easier said than done. 

By the time you found your opening, you had been thrown into trees, trampled on, almost stabbed twice, and your body was wearing thin. You were on your last bouts of energy–at this point it seemed like you were running off adrenaline. 

Taking in a deep breath, you charged forward without thought, arms raised and sword ready to pierce through. You slid along the ground, coming under the monster's body. With as much force as you could muster, you quickly shoved your weapon into the scorpion's jugular. 

It screamed and withered, its tail trying to curl up to get you out from under it. However you stayed attached by your sword, back scraping against the forest floor as the monster pushed and pulled. 

It wasn’t until finally the scorpion moved off to the side that your sword sliced through its neck. It had screamed one last time before ultimately falling over you, crushing your body. 

Before the tiredness rushed into your system, you struggled to get out. And once you were free you felt everything begin to shut down. You laid panting on your back, eyes looking up past the treeline to follow the clouds. 

Just before the throws of unconsciousness hit you, you saw him. 

He stood there watching over you as the light seemed to cast a glow behind him. You couldn’t see him just yet but you could make out his tunic and the golden crown of leaves he wore atop his head. 

You didn’t want to go to sleep–not when you finally had the chance to see a god up close. But it was hard to stay awake. Even if your brain was–your body was telling you not to. Your fingers twitched at your side, mouth opening and closing as it wanted to say something to him. 

But you couldn’t.

And when he leaned closer, eyes curious, you wished you had more time. But you got the chance to see his breathtaking smile–the love in his eyes as they looked at you. You heard his voice, just before falling into the otherworld. 

And the moment his deep soothing tone hit your ears, it was like a lullaby that put you to sleep.

“You did well.” 

**

It was dark by the time you came to. 

Not only was it dark, but you also found yourself waking up in your own bed with your blanket tucked tightly around you. Your fingers clenched and unclenched your bedding, face scrunching up as you tried to remember how it was you got home. 

You began to pout, feeling frustrated with yourself over the whole ordeal. It bothered you how you felt like half of your memory was missing. At least enough to where you didn’t know if you had actually made it home safely or if someone had stopped you and you just trudged your way home all sad and alone. 

Just as you began to move your feet to crawl out of bed, you suddenly came to a stop as memories of the day came rushing back. 

The scorpion, you remember, defeating and having it almost crush you. The nymphs that you seem to vaguely remember protecting. But most importantly the man who watched over you as you fell unconscious. 

You could remember his smile, the way it grew as he seemed to watch you. His eyes were curious, full of something that seemed to make you blush as you remembered it all. It made you smile bashfully, the feeling of want spreading across your chest. 

You glanced towards your window, seeing the moon high in the sky as it watched over you. You didn’t know for how long you had been resting, but it seemed like your body was ready to get up again. You still felt sore but you amounted that to the bruising you had from the hits. 

Without really knowing why, you felt yourself wanting to go outside–follow along with the wind as the moon shined down. And you didn’t try to fight it. Instead you allowed it to take you outside and into the breeze. 

You felt the air cool down your body from your heated nap. It also felt a bit better on your stinging skin. It was like an ice pack was attached. You closed your eyes as you took in a deep breath from the soothing weather. 

You could feel the moon shining down on your skin. It felt like someone wanted to hug you–like they were trying to show you how appreciative they were. Your feet moved without your consciousness, dragging along the floor as you kept your eyes shut. They were being kissed by the moon’s light, something you found yourself falling in love with. 

You stopped just at the edge of the God’s Forest. Your eyes opened to the trail that led into it, the leaves of the trees draped over the ground like a canopy. It looked beautiful on that night. No scary creatures to catch up to you–only the call of soft whispers coming from the wind. 

You weren’t terrified. You didn’t feel a lick of negative emotions as you traversed into the forest. It was the time most mortals wouldn’t dare to travel into the god’s realm. The night was when the monsters and horrors would come out to find a sad soul who got lost during the day. But you felt something shrouding you, protecting you from the eyes of those that wish to harm you. 

You could hear the splashing water before you could see it. The soft cries of playing puppies entered your ears and it made you smile to finally be able to catch the glimpses of the animals playing in the water. 

There were five puppies all biting and running around with each other while the mother laid a few paces away watching them. They were quick to hear you coming, freezing in their wakes as they turned their heads to watch you. 

They kept their curious eyes on you, but still you stopped moving for fear they would attack. But their mother didn’t get up from her spot, nor did she shift much other than lift her head to get a better look at you. 

All of you waited for the other to do something. You took the first step and smiled at the energetic puppies. 

“Hi.” You squeaked out. 

They barked at you and each other, quickly rushing towards you to get some pets and nibble on your ankles. You giggled to yourself, quickly crouching down to give them the attention they wanted. You didn’t dare to keep from looking at their mother for too long, the animal still keeping a watchful eye on you. 

Your head snapped up the same time the mother’s did as a whistle sound came from within the trees. The puppies all stopped their musings, quickly yapping away as they took off towards the sound. The mother stood up and watched them all go for a moment before turning to look at you. She waited for a moment–waited for you to move forward. 

And when you did, she allowed you to follow behind her puppies. You glanced around, smiling to yourself as the trees started to open more for the moon to shine through. You closed your eyes feeling it glow down on your face. The yipping of the puppies grew louder but softer as they seemed to rush towards something pulling you out of your stupor. 

You opened your eyes, finding them rushing towards a cottage. It had smoke coming out from the chimney, the door opened wide to allow the air to blow through. The mother seemed to brush past you in a hurry, tongue lolled out as she seemed to be in a playful mood. 

More dogs were heard behind the home, some more coming out from within the trees surrounding the clearing. More dogs seemed to come out from behind you, pushing you more forward towards where they seemed to be going. You followed through, walking towards the back of the cottage where there seemed to be a large field. 

It was a large merging of hound dogs that seemed to be of all ages and sizes. Puppies trying to nip at the senior dogs who walked with limps but still seemed to be happy about their travels.  They were being fed by the people of the forest from what you could see. As you grew closer, no one seemed to pay you any mind, just trying to feed all the animals that patiently waited for their time to eat. 

You bowed your head to the people who looked at you, a majority of people had weapons on their backs that told you exactly who they were. You stopped in the middle of the space, looking around in all directions–waiting to be told that you were not supposed to be there. But they didn’t seem to mind you, going about their business. 

“You’re here.”

You turned your head quickly trying to find the person who spoke to you. 

He had a bright smile on his face, his teeth a bright white that seemed to look like the color of the moon. His eyes were sparkling as he casually walked closer to you. You felt your heart rate pick up at the way he seemed to be looking at you. It was a soft look, one that reminded you of a lover you never had. 

A blush overcame your face as he finally came to stand in front of you. You could see everything of him up close now. You could feel his energy–it was something that radiated an energy you couldn’t explain. 

He was a god. You knew that the moment he looked at you. But what’s more–why would a god like him look at you like you were the most precious thing out there?

“You’re him–” You sputtered. “You’re the god–”

“Vernon.” He whispered, stopping you with a soft laugh. 

“I want you to call me Vernon.” He repeated. 

You gasped to yourself, looking around in a panic before bowing your head. 

“No, you don’t have to do that.” He laughed, hands going around your biceps to make you stand back up. 

The flush on your face only seemed to go further down as you realized the god of the moon was touching you. He actually dared to put his hands on a mere mortal like you. What was going on today?

“You’re-You’re touching me.” You wheezed out.

“Oh sorry, I didn’t ask.” He quickly pulled back, worried he had offended you. 

“No-No-You can touch me all you want–” You purse your lips at how odd that sounded. 

You watched as his eyes went wide and he stared at you trying to hold in his laughter. 

“I mean, not in that way obviously because you're also the god of virginity which would be weird if you thought about that in a sexual way. I really doubt you did in the first place–”

“You’re not as smart in talking as you are while fighting.” He cut you off, laughing loud.

You immediately pressed your lips together, the heat just about to get to you as it only seemed to raise your body temperature even further. But once his words seemed to register, you realized something.

“It was you.” You spoke out loud. “When I was fighting that monster.”

He smiled beautifully at you. “You fought really well. The nymphs told me they were so glad you came to save them.”

“Anyone would have done it.” You quickly answered. 

Vernon shook his head. “I believe only someone like you would be capable.”

He smiled again, nodding his head behind him to get you to follow him. You took one more glance around at the dogs and people finally concluding that these were the amazons of the forest. The warriors who hunted with such skill. 

You almost tripped as something seemed to stop at your feet. Looking down you caught sight of a puppy with its tongue sticking out as it looked up at you. You smiled bending down to give him a head pat. He was brown-golden color, around the age of 3 months if you were to go off his size. 

You knew dogs like him were not common in your world and if they were they were surely going to be expensive to buy. He still yipped behind you, happily trotting at your side as you followed his master. 

You were giggling as you looked down at him, not looking up until you bumped into something. Letting out a soft omph sound as you quickly looked up to find Vernon trying to stifle his laughter. 

“Are you alright?” He asked you with a smile. 

You nodded, a bright flush to your cheeks as your lips pulled up. Vernon looked down to the puppy at your feet, bending down to pet him. 

“Most of the pups don’t have names yet. Would you like to give him one?”

“Orion.” You quickly said, not bothering to think on it.

Vernon’s eyebrows went up but he didn’t comment on the name you gave him. “Orion then.”

He showed you his home–the small cottage at the end of the clearing you had passed on the way to follow after the dogs. It was homey enough for the one man. He had everything he needed for his hunting equipment and furniture. It was a beautiful home that made you want to stay all day and night. It made you want to stay within his embrace. 

“It’s not much but it’s home.” Vernon spoke up, moving to take some dirty clothes off the couch. 

“It’s more than enough.” You absentmindedly said. 

“Stay for dinner?” 

And you did. You also stayed the rest of the night until morning. And then you stayed that night too–going out hunting with him for the first time during the day. It was absolutly amazing to see a god like him in his actual element. 

You spent days going back into the forest getting to fight alongside him and the amazons. You learned from each other. You relished in each moment you spent together. It was more than what you could ever learn to feel for someone else. 

And then came the day that he had asked you to go hunting during the night. 

It was different than watching him durning the day in the sun. At night he would glow–he seemed more powerful. It was his destiny to be a hunter but it was more when he would go hunting at night. 

“White stags usually come out at this time of the day.” Her explained, walking so quietly you wondered if he was even touching the ground. 

“There is more than one?” You asked. 

“There have been many who dared to break the rules of the forest.” He said ominously. 

“Stop.” He whispered, hand in front of you to keep from moving further. 

You waited with a bated breath as he moved around your front, allowing you to see the most beautiful animal you had ever seen. It was large, with 10 point antlers that seemed to stretch up into the treetops. It looked powerful even if all it was doing was eating gross.

“Take the shot.” You heard the whisper behind you in your ear. 

You gasped quietly, hands shaking as they gripped your bow. Your eyes didn’t dare to move from the stag but you began to feel your body heat up from how close Vernon was to you. You could feel his breath on your neck, feel the hairs on your arms start to rise as his hands hovered over you. 

Your bow raised, but you kept still–trying to find the perfect aim. However as the deer raised its head you felt your breath get caught in your throat. You couldn’t tell if it had found your position, but it felt like it was looking at you. 

Even if the human had gone against the will of the gods, you couldn’t kill something that used to be a human. 

“I can’t do it.” You said to yourself, lowering your arms. 

It was quiet for the longest of times, the only sound being the wind that blew around you. You felt Vernon leave your side–felt his heat drop leaving you to fend in the cold. Your mouth twitched as a frown was about to overcome you. You wanted to turn around and come face to face with him–see if he was actually disappointed. 

But before you could, you saw his bright light coming from around the trees that surrounded the stag. The animal didn’t flinch, it only turned its head to the god as he grew closer. Vernon held his hand out, waiting for the animal to allow him room to reach further for him. All he did was pet the animal, smiling to himself as he happily continued. 

“You’re strong.” Vernon calmly stated. “Any other hunter would have taken the shot without hesitating.”

He continued to calmly pet the deer’s neck. You placed your bow back on your back, softly walking closer in fear of having the stag run away. But it stayed, allowing Vernon to continue his ministries. 

“The white stag is one of the greatest hunts anyone could ever have. But they too have lives and treasures they valued.” Vernon turned to you, grabbing onto your hand gently. 

He pulled it up to the deers snout, you flinching just a bit as the cold snout touched your skin. 

“They might have been humans in their past lives and were forced to atone for their sins but they were still human. It takes a real mortal to know when to stop.”

You began to giggle as the animal licked at your palm, trying to get the salt from your sweat. You could feel Vernon’s stare on you as you enjoyed your time within his forest realm. It was something that made him so happy to know that someone like you was out there to showcase what the good side of humanity was like. 

“I love you.”

When you froze, the animal had stopped licking your palm sensing your change in emotions. But you didn’t care. All you could hear was the sound of your heart beat. All you could see was Vernon’s heavenly glow in front of you. All you could feel was the strong impending high of falling in love. 

Nothing could have prepared you for the truth behind a god’s words. You knew what you had always felt from him the moment he allowed himself to be in front of you. You were alucky soul to even get the chance to see a god in person without getting turned into some kind of animal. 

And even more, nothing could have prepared you when it came to falling in love with a god. 

“Why?” You asked out loud, trying to understand the feelings of a god.

Vernon chuckled, turning away from the stag to face you fully. He reached a hand to your face, softly rubbing at your cheek with his thumb. 

“You are so much more than just a mere mortal. You are an amazing person with such an amazing heart. The moment I saw you throw yourself head first into that scorpion to defend the nymphs I knew you were a valuable hunter.”

He drew his face closer to yours, leaning down to brush his nose with yours. 

“You’ve come to mean so much to me, that I can’t bear to see you hurting.”

“Then don’t allow me to hurt.” You whispered. “Please.”

“Never.”

And his lips pressed against yours. 

It was an unexplainable feeling being kissed by a god. You’ve heard the stories of being blessed but never something as powerful as being loved by one. You could never dare to tell anyone of this hidden secret. You didn’t want to share his love with others. It was only for you and you alone. 

You could feel his lips warm against your own. Feel how he seemed to pour everything he had into you. You wanted to think he was giving you life if only for a moment. But in reality it was just the amount of love you both had for one another. 

There was nothing better than getting to love a god. 

But god’s were not meant to love mortals. 

**

You didn’t even get the chance to enjoy your love high for more than a couple hours because when you returned home that morning things made you remember that you were only a mortal in the eyes of those who lived in the heavens. 

The sun was shining brightly in the sky. It was still early enough to catch the birds making their way and the villagers waking up to start their chores. It was fresh, enough to know that today was going to be a good weather kind of day. 

But it wasn’t for you.

There was no sign of someone breaking into your home. All the doors and windows were locked and all of your things were still where they should be. 

It was the person sitting calmly at your eating table that made you gasp and reach for your bow. 

You were quick to reel it back and notch a bow. Aiming it directly at the man who sat calmly at the table. He only took a sip of whatever drink he had helped himself to and turned to you with a stoic expression. 

“You’re home.” He spoke calmly. 

“Who are you?” You demand, tightening your hand on the string. 

“How rude of me.” He stood up. 

He wasn’t the tallest of people but he was large in build. He was well put together not a single hair out of place nor a blemish on his face. 

He was godly. Something you realized the more you looked at him. It only seemed to be more true with how the sun casted behind him in a glow that made him look more powerful. It didn’t take you long to know who he was. 

“You’re the sun god.” You spoke quietly, lowering your bow. 

He turned to look behind him at the window that had the sun shining through it. “What gave it away?” 

There was something about this god that bothered you. He was intimidating in a way that left you scared of saying/doing something he didn’t like. He was one of the god who would turn you into a stag if he so pleased. 

“You should know by now I’m not here for formalities.” He grew closer to you, almost nose to nose. “To put it simply, I want you to stay away from my brother.”

Your breath got caught in your throat, words not able to form from how you could feel the world around you caving in. 

There are consequences–there will always be consequences to interacting with a god. And to love one in a romantic sense? Those usually end with tragedies. It was always like that–someone falling in love with a god and another doesn’t like that. And now that it was voiced, you knew someone else was bound to know. 

“Your silence tells me you’ll follow my rule.” He pulled back, nose turned up. “Good.” 

He didn’t say anymore, moving by you without so much as a glance. You could feel everything within you falling. It felt shattering to think about how you would no longer get to see Vernon. It made you mad–angry for Vernon to know that his brother was dictating his life. 

But you knew better–even if one god loved you, the others would still see you as a mortal. And yet you couldn’t let go.

“Why?” 

The god stopped, sighing deeply before turning around. “Why what?”

“Why-” You paused looking down to the floor because of how scared you were. “Why can’t I see him?”

Woozi frowned, giving you a look that made you feel incompetent. “Are you asking a god why they are telling you to do something?” He questioned. 

You were once again caught off guard, knowing you were in no position to question a god. But you didn’t want to give up on that kind of love. Not when you felt something so special.

“I’ll put it this way, if you don’t stop seeing Vernon you’re punishment will hurt more than just you.” 

Your first thought was Vernon. You couldn’t possibly know what Woozi had in mind but you couldn’t bear the thought of having him heartbroken. You had no clue what the sun god was capable of. But from the other stories they weren’t above fighting with each other even if they were family. 

All of them were ruthless. 

“I’ll stay away from him.” You spoke quietly, looking down to the ground. “Just–Don’t hurt him.”

“He is my brother. I will only ever want what’s best for him.” Woozi told you. “Even if I have to be cruel.”

He went to turn around again, only to stop. “Gods don't ask for something without returning. There will come a day when your cooperation will be rewarded.” 

And he left you to your own devices. 

The sun burning on your back made tears pool in your eyes. There would be no escaping the angry sun god. They saw and knew everything–no matter if the moon was high in the sky, Woozi would always know. 

You weren’t able to count how long you had stayed sitting at your table. How many days had passed. How many nights you could feel the moon looking at you through the window. How many times you wish to yourself you were able to see him. 

He didn’t come looking for you. 

You wondered if it was because he had lied or if it was because he was threatened too. It took 7 days before you found yourself believing in something once more. 

You still had yet to leave your home, bustling about in your bed–moving to and fro to the dinning table to stomach some kind of broth because you knew you couldn’t eat anything else. Your weapons had begun to rust in such a small amount of time you wondered if perhaps they had been cursed just as you. 

You sat crossed legs on the floor of your cottage, picking away at the floorboards in a numbing situation when you heard scratching at the front door. You only glanced towards the door the first time, thinking maybe you had just heard it in your head. 

When you heard it again, louder this time, you finally gave it your attention. You hadn’t gotten the chance to get up before a loud banging was heard along with the scratches. You huffed to yourself, getting annoyed with whoever was at the door and was daring to face your mopping mood. 

Just as the next bang was heard, you swung the door open. “What!?” 

You froze in your spot finding no one standing outside your door. Sticking your head out you tried to look around until you felt something on your legs. You flinched and let out a short yell, hand flying to your chest to cradle your scared heart. 

Looking down your breath got caught in your throat at the animal standing before you. 

The puppy had gotten much bigger in the week that you had last seen him. He almost reached your knees at this point and it made your heart clench at how long it had actually been since you last saw Vernon. 

“Orion.” You whispered, slowly crouching down to meet the dog face to face. 

Your hands fell into his ears, brushing them through the soft fur. Your nose began to run–head burning from the tears pooling in your eyes. 

“Orion.” You cried, pulling him in to rub your cheek along his head. 

You found yourself having trouble trying to breathe. An attack was coming on from how all your emotions were finally catching up to you. It had been a long week, and this was just something that you needed to see. 

Maybe you weren’t able to have someone there to calm you down but you did have the one thing between you and Vernon to hold on to. Once you had let go of everything you held onto, you pulled back to hold Orion’s cheeks between your hands. 

“Even if we don’t see each other in this life again,” You looked up into the bright blue sky, the Moon sitting there by itself with no clouds in sight. “I know you’ll always be there.”

~~~~~~~~

“What time is it?” A sleepy Woozi asked, startling awake from his slumber. 

You looked up from your tablet, glancing his way before checking the time. “It’s currently 10.”

“Did I fall asleep?”

You gave Jihoon a deadpanned look, waiting for him to answer his own question. “You’ve been asleep for two hours.”

“Two hours! Why didn’t you say anything!?” He groaned, quickly moving his fingers along the buttons of his soundboard before you stood up.

You quickly shut off the thing after he had turned it back on, knowing that everything he was working on had been saved two hours before. “Because you need the sleep. And I know you weren’t going to take it at the dorm.”

Turning around from him, you began to gather your things, slipping your jacket on. “Let’s get home first. Just until you have to wake up tomorrow.”

“But I have so much time left-”

“And I have a dog to take out.” You retorted. 

Woozi stopped, shoulders dropping as he swiveled his chair around to face you. “You know your job ends at 5. Why are you still here?”

“My job ends when you get home safely.” You told him. “And close your whittle eyes to fall into dreamland.”

“Out of all the bodyguards, I get stuck with you.” Woozi rubbed at his forehead. “Why?”

“I ask the same thing everyday.” You grinned. “I like to think in a past life you did something terrible to warrant someone as annoying as me in your life.”

“How stupid of me.” He whispered to himself. “I’m going.”

You could remember how fresh out of the academy you were when applying to be the bodyguard to some idol. It started off as a background character in the guards who were just there for social distancing. You had been the only one to stay long enough to see so many promotions until finally reaching the personal bodyguard to one of the members of Seventeen. 

The last one you could have possibly wanted for some reason or another just so ended up being the one you had to take care of. You didn’t have any personal issues with Jihoon but there was something that struck your heart every time you looked at him. 

There were times you were scared of doing the wrong thing and having him punish you. In the beginning it was like walking around eggshells, trying to gauge what kind of person he was. But after so long you found him to be charming and caring. He took your words to heart–oftentimes following what you had to say about his health. 

Besides he knew no one else was as well versed in health as you were going to be. 

You overcame that fear at one point. Turning him into one of your closest friends. There was nothing you could ever want to give up the friendships you had with all of the members of Seventeen. 

Woozi’s phone lit up signaling someone was calling. A blush overtook your face and a smile fell onto your lips when you saw the contact photo on the screen. 

“It’s Vernon.” You called over your shoulder, handing the man his phone. 

Woozi pouted his lips, watching you with suspicion. He ultimately had to take the phone and got an earful from not only the American/Korean but also some of the other younger members. His face showed how tired he was but he followed you along to the garage park as his brothers screamed in the background. 

You took the driver's seat allowing the man to rest up in the passenger. Once he finally hit the end call button he let out a deep sigh and rested back against the seat. You gave him a pointed look, but knew he wouldn’t be able to see. 

“Do you like Vernon?”

You almost lost grip on the steering wheel as you sputtered from Woozi’s question. “What?”

“Do you like Vernon?” Woozi asked again, turning to face you. “I’ve noticed for a while now. You’re not you when he’s around. It’s like you look at him with some kind of glow that only happens when someone is in love.”

“You know what love looks like?” You questioned instead. 

He swallowed, thinking about it for a moment. “I think I did.”

There was a red light that had you stopped and looking at him honestly. You sighed, turning around before falling back into the seat. 

“I don’t know what to call it.” You began. “I just feel like there’s something I need to be seeing but can’t.”

You turned to look at him resting against the seat. “Does it bother you?”

He cracked one eye open, looking at you before going back to resting. “Not at all.”

You guys didn’t speak anymore longer until you reached the dorms. You allowed him to get off first before going after him gathering all your things. You lived in the same building as the boys–the other personal bodyguards doing the same. So it was normal to walk with him up to the floor he needed to get to. 

Before you could walk away and to your own destination, Woozi stopped. 

“This isn’t our past lives. This is now.” He told you. “Take the chance this time.”

Woozi frowned, thinking about his words before smiling to himself. He walked away chuckling to himself, giving you a backwards wave before turning a corner out of sight. You grinned, laughing to yourself at his words. 

You seemed to be in a better mood as you walked into your dark apartment, hearing the clicks of nails along the floor. 

“Hey, Arty.” You smiled, crouching down to pet the soft golden fur of your dog. 

It was around the time you met all the boys that you got the dog. He was only a puppy at the time which made things hard to control with a job and a puppy to train but you had a handle on things. It made sense to you–getting a pet at the moment. Especially when you had walked past that pet shop to see him looking at you. 

It felt right. 

“Come on. Let’s go for your walk.”

It wasn’t really ideal to take a dog out for a walk at 11 at night but it wasn’t like you ever went far. The apartment building had its own courtyard which oftentimes allowed him to run freely. It wasn’t for long–only enough to play fetch and then go back to do your business before bed. 

On a normal day you would be getting home around 2 in the morning because Woozi decided to stay in the studio during comeback season. It wasn’t anything you weren’t used to but it was the career you wanted. There was something about getting the chance to protect the boys in your own way. It brought a smile to your face to hear their praises for how good you were at your job. An ego boost almost. 

As you threw the ball once more for Arty to fetch, you laughed to yourself at his large body bounding towards the ball. But suddenly there was something that was calling to you. 

Turning to look up at the sky you smiled at the moon shining down at you. Standing right next to it was Orion’s constellation, the one you could easily distinguish since you were a little kid. 

“The constellation next to the moon is Orion.” 

Turning around you gave a smile to the man walking closer to you. 

“Yeah, I think that’s one of the first ever constellations I knew about.” You told Vernon. 

He walked closer to you, standing at your side as the both of you looked up at the sky.

“The story was that Artemis loved Orion because he was a great hunter. But Apollo didn’t like them together so he tricked his sister into killing him.” You retold him somberly. “But she had him turned into stars.”

Vernon hummed, nodding his head along. 

“I don’t think she killed him.” 

You turned to face him, watching as he went on to explain his story. 

“To me the story went that Orion love Artemis so much the day that Apollo told him to stay away he listened because he didn’t want Artemis to be hurt. So he sacrificed their love for her to remain without pain.”

Your lips pulled up into a smile. “I like that story much better.”

Arty came bounding up to your legs, happy to see Vernon. 

“Hey, Arty.” The man giggled, hand moving to pet the dog. 

“Why are you up?” You asked. 

“Moon keeps me awake.” Vernon laughed. “Besides, I like coming out here when you do.”

There was something thumping in your heart. It made your hands sweat but it also made your head full of air that seemed to have you in a high. You could never really explain why you were so attached to Vernon in that kind of matter. But you knew that felt right.It felt right to be with him. 

Like things were finally where they needed to be.

“I do too.”

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How come the master list for Outlaw won’t let you click on any chapters after 49?

I have yet to update it! However I do only have chapter 50 currently published after 49! Just like with STAY ALIVE I’m currently writing out the chapters during my free time at work so yeah! Hopefully I can get back to them!

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Stay Alive (46)

BTS poly!ot7 x Reader

Magical Creatures AU

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Warnings: none

A/N NOT BETA. It's been a minute y'all. I did start a new job though that allows me a lot of time to do some writing. Honestly I would've had this done Wednesday because I took a sick day but I left the papers I write my stories on at work which was a let down. BUT YOU HAVE IT NOW.

“What area are we in?” Moonbyul asked, looking around. 

There were a total of four portal keys. You had taken one and hoped that it didn’t open out in the general area. The boys had forced the girls to go with you just in case things went south the moment you opened a door. 

Luckily for your group, you were immediately welcomed by the sight of lockers and benches inside tiled floors. There were showers off to the side and towels placed in certain areas. You quickly knew where you had entered and cautiously glanced from side to side trying to find others looking around. 

“It's the pool locker room. This is where Jimin stayed most of the time.” You answered, looking around trying to find something out of order. 

Footsteps were heard coming out of the shower rooms. You all froze staring wide eyed at the person heading in your direction. When the man who had been taking his time to shower saw the large group of women all staring at him, he froze in his steps as well.

He had a towel wrapped around his waist, hands frozen in his hair as he had been drying it with another towel. 

“What are you all doing in here?” He suddenly frowned, looking at all of you appalled. 

“Dongwook!” IU gasped, her lips pulling up into a large smile as she moved to the front of the group.

Dongwook’s breath got caught in his throat as he looked down at the swan maiden. His eyes were wide and his lips were open as he tried to comprehend that she was really in front of him. 

“IU? But—How did he get you!? What are you doing here!?” He cried, dropping the towel in his hands to pull at the girl’s arms. 

“Shhh! We don't want to get caught.” Wheein rushed forward, trying to get the man to calm down. “And put some clothes on!”

“Don't tell me to shush. And you're the one in the men's showers.” He speaks to her with an incredulous look. 

You finally moved forward, catching the man’s attention as he realized who you were. “We've come to rescue all of you.”

“What?” He frowned. 

“We've come from our home world. We're going to take you all back.” IU spoke up, giving him a kind smile. 

You watched as Dongwook seemed to take some time to process what it was the woman was telling him. But the moment he got a hang of it, it was clear that he was feeling all kinds of emotions. 

You could only begin to imagine how each and everyone of the patients might be feeling the moment they hear they are going back home. Anyone would be more than thrilled–more than appreciative to go back home. It was one thing to be gone from your home because you were doing something out of town but to be gone because someone forced you. In a different universe no less. Hearing the words that you were going back home was a miracle. 

It made you smile thinking about your boys. 

“Well damn, let me put on some clothes and I'll help you.” Dongwook quickly said, turning around to get his clothing.

“Age did him justice.” Solar nodded to the other valkyries who agreed with her. 

“Where do we go from here?” IU asked, turning to you. 

“We have to find where everyone else is and tell those close by that one of the doors is in here.” You began to explain. “Dongwook you try to lead as many as you can back here. The nurses won't suspect you. For now we'll try to gather as many as we can without suspicion.”

When they all gave you nods in understanding, you quickly began to move around the room, trying to find if anyone else was around the facility. 

“What are you going to do?” Hwasa asked. 

You stop, taking in a breath. It stuck with you what Taehyung had told you. You had no idea where they were–if they were still even out there–but you knew he would never be whole without them. 

“Fearies are supposed to have wings.” You spoke up looking at them all. “I need to find Taehyung's wings.”

“Aren't they looking for you?” Wheein told you.

“I'll try to find a disguise. Don't worry about me. You try to get the others out as fast as you can.” You spoke softly, looking at them all expectantly. 

Walking out into the pool hallway, you made your way to the girl’s locker room. You found it odd how there was a pair of hospital clothes in some draws but you figured it was for people to get new pairs. So you dress yourself up and hope for the best with all the other nurses. 

There weren't really many people out in the hallways but you still continued with caution. Every patient that came across you would look at you wide eyed–surprised you were back. They tried to warn you the best they could about Hanseol looking for you and the boys, but you just explained to them why you were back. 

They still looked at you oddly before tears would begin to fill their eyes. Some decided to help you while others were told to go to the locker room. They sent the children first, making sure each of them were safe. 

You felt confident in the amount of people who were going through the doors–the boys having been keeping you up to date with how many they’ve been sending. Out of the 50 patients in the entire facility 37 have already made it through.

Just as you were turning a corner after sending an older woman on her way, alarms began to blare overhead, the commotion to make you feel unsettled. 

You froze and looked wide eyed as nurses began to rush past. You stuck to the wall allowing the staff and security to rush by. They didn’t pay you any mind, seemingly doing their own thing as they began to open and close doors. 

“(Y/N)! Who set off the alarm!?” Seokjin’s voice resounded through your head. 

You felt something was off as the hall turned quiet aside from the alarms. 

“Kyung knows we are here.” Hoseok's voice warned all of you.

“You have to go back with the others.” 

Your eyes went wide at Namjoon’s command. “What about you?”

“We'll be fine. You have to be safe.”

“Namjoon—”

“Don't argue. Please, for our sake.” Yoongi spoke quietly. 

You clenched your jaw, knowing that you weren’t going to be able to change their minds. But there was something stopping you from listening to what they had to say. You needed to find Taehyung’s wings somehow. At this point you knew they had to be here–it was something in your gut telling you they were. 

“Jagiya.” Taehyung’s soft voice called for you.

His voice only strengthened your resolve. But you knew you would have to lie, if only just for a moment.

You sighed, looking down to the ground. “Okay.”

With the seven boys they all looked at each with grateful glances. They were glad to know you didn’t try arguing, however they didn’t know how far you were from the door. And if you were alone it only made things worse. 

“You had the chance to stay at home and yet you all returned. I knew none of you would ever be able to leave behind everyone.”

They all stopped in their tracks and turned to find the man who had taken them all from their home 10 years ago. He looked mad, much more than normal. It seemed like he wasn’t well put together like he had always been. It seemed as though during their departure things had taken a downturn for the demon. 

“Your ways end here, Hanseol. You've hurt enough people.” Namjoon glared, pushing forward in the group to stand in the front.

“I am not hurting anyone!” Hanseol screamed. “You'd be dead by now if it wasn't for my thinking and research! I am not the bad guy here. I am helping others.”

“You're helping humans.” Jin spat out. 

“Oh, so now you hate them? What about your pretty little mate? Think I don't remember her?” 

Each of them suddenly went ridged. Jin felt Taehyung suddenly grab onto his arm, scared that they were after (Y/N). Yoongi gave Namjoon a worried glance, but the leader only turned to Hobi who gave him a subtle nod to him that she was currently okay. 

For now. 

“Oh how easy human lives are to just break. That is why I am doing what I do. To give them a better future. Better chances of surviving.”

“At the risks of other creatures. None of them deserve what you did.” Jimin retorted. 

“Did what? You were always the ones who offered themselves in their place. We hardly ever touched the others compared to you.”

“Enough of this stupid talk! All of you come back to the facility and I'll let bygones be bygones.”

“You're not okay, Hanseol.” Hobi called out. 

“I am perfectly capable! If you won't come with me then I'll just take you!”

Before any of them could say anything else, Hanseol’s head suddenly turned to the side and a loud crack was heard. All seven of them gasped, taking a step back as the hands that were wrapped around the demon quickly let go of him. 

As Bangtan looked up, their emotions spiked as they watched Kyong look down at Hanseol’s dead body. 

“He doesn't understand when others are stronger than him. If someone was going to kill him it would be me.” The man spoke nonchalantly. 

“Kyong.” Jungkook growled. 

“Nice to see you all again. What a sweet reunion this is.” The man grinned devilishly. “I'm going to enjoy picking you all off.”

Kyong cracked his head, fingers twitching as his fingers turned a black from the magic that seemed to begin to seep out of him. Hoseok felt a shiver go down his spine, feeling something off with the man’s magic. 

“It's seven against one. You really think yourself stronger?” Namjoon asked, lips pulled up in a snarl as he took a defensive stance. 

“You've been stuck here for years. You hardly know an ounce of what I do. You could never try to stop me. Besides who is going to save your little mate.”

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Towards the Light Masterlist (2K Followers Special)

↣ Summary: You’ve lived eight different lives, all of which they couldn’t save you. Now they will do all they can to keep you alive and within their arms. 

↣ Characters/Pairing: Fallen Angel!Ateez x Reader

↣ Genre: Mature

↣ AU/Trope info: Fallen Angel!Au, Reincarnation!Au

↣ Word Count: N/A

↣ Warnings: Topics of suicide in one of the one-shots, mental illness, violence, marital abuse and violence, murder, smut (More warnings apply within each chapter)

↣ A/N: This was just one of the few stories I was inspired to write after my concert. It was one of the greatest things I got the chance of experiencing and I am so excited to see them again. I don’t know when but I am hoping to. Tell me what were your favorite parts of the concert!

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Was there really someone watching over you? Someone who would protect you from any harm? The idea that someone–something–would drop everything just to see you live another day, was beyond comprehensible. Was their love for you so powerful they would ruin their grace for you?

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You could remember the time when things seemed to have changed within your soul. It had been when your family was slaughtered within your home by the invaders. Or could it have been when you had gotten sick and landed in the hospital? No, it must have been when you proverked those men to attack you. No–No–

There were so many things that led you to be confused when you truly felt like things were taking a turn. You weren’t too sure what was real and what was just a story you might have heard. You couldn’t even decide if you were a real person living in the modern day world. The only thing that kept you going was the fact that others still acknowledged you at one point or another. 

You didn’t live in a village. Didn’t live in Victorian era London. You for sure weren’t married. 

You lived on the 12th floor of a high rise building. You had a fridge that held all the food you would eat for the week. You had a fat cat that owlishly blinked at you from its perch on the window every time you came in frazzled from work. You had a plant in a pot that would sometimes smell from the water you had given it the day before. 

No–No. You lived in modern day times where genocide was a war crime. Where medicine was now able to contract a sickness you might have. Where women had more voice than ever before. 

Where looking over the side of a building caused for concern from your peers because suicide was not something to be taken lightly. 

It was modern day times, and yet you still always thought about the past. 

You weren’t a skeptic but you were a paranoid person for some reason. You felt like you were being watched for years–even going as far as seeking help for schizophrenia. But your paranoia never changed, however your feelings did. 

You grew used to looking behind your shoulder in hopes of catching whoever was looking at you. Feeling the shivers go down your spine as someone gets too close. But the moment you let your guard down, that was when the dreams started. 

One by one you saw them each in your dreams–each more different then the last. But still always watching you.

1960s - Jongho - October 1

1910s - Wooyoung - October 5

1880s - Mingi - October 9

1830s - San - October 13

1740s - Yeosang - October 17

1700s - Yunho - October 21

1690s - Seonghwa - October 25

1620s - Hongjoong - October 29

2024 - ATEEZ - October 31

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OUTLAW (50)

ATEEZ poly!ot8 x Reader

Cowboy AU / Wild West

Series Masterlist

Warning: none

A/N NOT BETA READ. We are back! I'm so excited to come up on this arc and finish up the story. There are going to be a total of 80 chapters in whole and I am more than happy to say that I hope to get back to it! You guys have to keep me motivated lol. ALSO MY CONCERT TO GO SEE THEM IS SUNDAY. You guys have no idea what I am going to feel coming up. If you are going to the Arlington Concert y'all be sure to hit me up. I got freebies lol.

There was something about spending a long week with the boys on the road that seemed to bring out a pain in your cheeks from how much you spent smiling. You had grown up so used to hearing people telling you to smile because you seemed to have a resting face that made you unapproachable. However it seemed that every moment you spent with the boys had you looking at them softly.

There wasn’t much of a dull moment, not even well into the night when half of you were asleep. Someone always had to bring up some random story or get another angry. You also started to notice how much they actually let go of themselves now that you were with them. It made you irritated a bit to realize that you were the only woman in a large group of men who were ultimately going to act like men. 

But even with that in mind you learned how to stand on your own. You found your feet, quickly turning around to scold or yell at the boys for doing something that wasn’t at all gentlemanly. It seemed that Jongho and Yeosang were the only ones who took into account that you were there. They would be kind enough to say excuse me after a burp or walk off when they were gassy. 

The others, well it really just fluctuated. 

“Wooyoung! Give it back!” You yelled, chasing after the boy with an arm stretched across your chest. 

You heard one of the boys wolf whistle from the wagon, chuckling as he watched you trying to reach for your shirt in Wooyoung's hold. You had only gotten to put on a pair of pants before turning around to find the second youngest running away with a cackle. 

The two of you, along with San and Mingi were washing up in the stream that you had taken camp in for the night. You weren’t shy by any means to be naked in front of them anymore. However because you didn’t know what could be in the water all you did was take off your shirt and kept on your underwear. And thus when you were not looking and had your back turned, Wooyoung thought it was a funny idea to pull a prank on you. 

“I like you better like this.” Wooyoung mock pouted, swinging your shirt around in the air above his head. 

“I'm not about to walk around without a shirt in the elements. Are you dumb?” You pouted at the boy, trying to reach for your piece of clothing once more. 

“Give me a kiss and I'll give it back.” Wooyoung grinned, his lips forming a pout ready for your kiss.

You rolled your eyes but tried to prevent the smile from over taking your lips anyways. 

One of the boys had come up behind the younger one without having him notice and quickly snatched your shirt from the teasing boy. 

“Hey!” Wooyoung shouted, turning to find Yunho standing behind him.

“There you go, Angel.” Yunho told you, handing you your shirt without much protest. 

You hummed in thanks, hands falling from your chest as you moved to put it on. Yunho giggled, lightly flicking at one of your nipples before you screamed and swatted his hand away. 

“I was going to say thank you but I don’t think I will anymore.” You scrunched up your nose, glaring at the tall boy. 

Turning away from the cackling man, you sighed as you saw Wooyoung pouting at you with his arms crossed. While it looked like he was only playing around, you did feel as though he was actually serious. 

“Come on, stop pouting.” You cooed, moving to squish the boys cheeks together. 

“It's not fair the others have had their time with you—”

“Are you asking me for sex, sir!?” You gasped, looking at him incredulously. 

“Maybe.” He whispered. 

It had only been a week since you left your home so in reality it wasn’t that long that you had been spending time with the boys. However even if it wasn’t a long while you knew that your feelings for all of them were more than words could ever express. You would never be able to tell them how much you actually appreciated them. So the little things you did for now, you hoped got through to them just enough. 

“You'll get it when you get it.” You rolled your eyes, moving to give his cheek a kiss. 

“Let's get going! We should almost be to Aurora.” Hongjoong called out, buttoning up his shirt as he had just finished getting cleaned.

The boys had told you that it was the last day they would be making camp the night before. After leaving early in the morning, they explained that they would reach the city by midday. But as you made your way closer you came to the realization the Aurora was much larger than you cared to admit. 

You were riding in front with San on his horse. They all rotated between the horses and the wagon in order to not get cramps from sitting in a saddle for so long and you were not exempt from it no matter how much they tried to keep you from doing it. 

When houses and more people began to show up along the road, you looked around in wonder asking San if you were there. However he only told you they still had an hour until they reached their home in the center of the city. If the houses were so large on the outskirts you could only imagine how it must have looked in the center. 

And you were more than right when you came across the high buildings and the paved roads. The vehicles that zoomed past you, the people walking around in their fancy clothing or the shiny windows that seemed to be cleaned on the daily. 

It was something you would have never imagined you would get the chance of seeing. 

“Amazing isn’t it?” 

You turned to your side, coming across Hongjoong’s grinning face as he watched you look around in amazement. 

“It’s like nothing I’ve seen.” You smiled at him. 

“If this stuns you just wait until you see our actual home.” San spoke behind you, arms wrapped around your front to hold onto his horse's reins. 

San’s words had you pausing for a moment, turning your head a bit to look at him.

“Is this not it?” You furrowed your eyebrows. 

“It is for now.” Hongjoong answered. 

The place they stopped seemed to be the entrance to a market. You could smell the food that the people were selling in the stalls, see the ripe fruits and vegetables from the entrance as they shined in the sun. 

You heard a loud bell go off, turning as your eyes went wide from the large vehicle that was coming your way.

It was rectangle shaped, high and with many windows that showed the inside as various people sat in seats. You watched as it stopped at the entrance to the market, a large group of people getting off and chatting constantly with each other. 

“Woah.” You spoke out loud, moving to the side to allow the large car to pass. 

“Come on, Love.” Jongho took your arm in his, wrapping his fingers in between your own. 

Your head snapped up, finding only four of the boys standing with you while the others continued on their way in another direction. Jongho, Yeosang, Wooyoung, and Mingi all stayed at your side, looking around the market as they tried to find what they might want.

You watched as the other four took their leave, turning back to Jongho.

“Where are they going?” You asked.

“They’re going to the warehouse.” Yeosang answered from your side. “We’re gonna show you around for a bit if you’re up for it.”

“Always.” You smiled brightly, skipping along with Jongho in tow.

The market was colorful and full of life. You had never seen so many fashion options or even food stalls open for the public. Sure your own city had a market but it was nowhere near as big as this one. The city of Aurora made Chromer look like a small town. Which in your opinion, it might be now compared to this. 

Each boy pulled you along to where they wanted, showing you different things like trinkets or clothes you might want for later on. You tried to hold them off from getting you so many things but they told you money wasn’t the problem for them. 

“This has the best burgers in town.” Mingi grinned, holding a plate out for you to try his food.

“They’re okay. If I had the funds to buy the ingredients I would make them myself. “ Wooyoung spoke up, crossing his arms as he glared at Mingi scarfing down the carb filled food. 

“I’m sure yours are great.” You smiled at the boy, licking your lips from the bite you took. 

“You just wait!” Wooyoung clapped, taking a fry from Mingi’s plate causing the taller man to pout. 

You all took some time around 5 to take a break in some shady spots. You had a bit of a late lunch so now you were all just lounging around and waiting for time to pass before making your way to the boys home. 

“I’ve noticed there’s no wanted posters here.” You spoke out loud, watching how everyone seemed to bypass them without so much as giving Mingi a glance. 

“They are all at city hall and not many people go to look at it unless they want rewards. But honestly, the black pirates always take Mingi’s poster down before someone can notice it.” Yeosang answered, thigh pressed into yours as he took up one of your sides.

“The ones who are working with you?” You asked, tilting your head as you remembered the boy who had come out a few weeks ago to speak with them all. 

“They are all over the city. We have a common goal and are gonna try to destroy Strickland the best we can.” Jongho explained.  

With everything going the past couple of weeks you forgot all about the real battle they were fighting. The one that they had been trying to win for the past couple of years. Way before they even met you. 

Having only gotten just a smidge of what they had to go through really made you feel something worthwhile. You felt like your life had meaning being able to stop criminals who wanted to ruin the world for everyone. You felt good about yourself–felt like your life finally had meaning. You wanted to keep going–keep feeling that feeling all the time because it was what you felt was right. 

“Count me in.” You smiled, cheeks hurting from how much you were determined to get to where you wanted. 

“That’s something you’re gonna have to get through to Captain.” Yeosang smiled.

“Let’s take this to the boys.” Mingi spoke up, gesturing to the boxes of food they all had. 

The place they took you to was a large building that looked like it was abandoned. It was half-way finished–like a project that lost its funding. The windows were still intact though so you saw it as a place that was still enough to keep you from catching something from the outside. It was a lot better than camping out in the woods that was for sure. 

“This is where you live?” You asked, looking around the large space. 

It was all open, with a living room area, kitchen off to one side and another side with tarps and blankets put out to signify their room areas. It looked a lot like the camps they would make along the way but much more organized and larger. In here you could see they had much more supplies. 

“For now.” Seonghwa smiled, going up to you and giving you a kiss in greeting.

“It’s nice.” You smiled, trying to memorize where everything was. 

“You can stay with one of us and if not you can have your own bed.” Yunho explained, nodding his head to some spaces that had beds.

There was a partition of tarp to create the spaces for different rooms. Some of them even had their tents up for privacy. But overall the space was open and everyone could see everything but it didn’t seem to be a problem seeing as they were covered from the elements securely rather than sleeping inside sheets. 

“It’s okay. I got used to sharing.” You grinned up at him.

“I call first!” San shouted, head poking out from behind a column. 

“No fair!” Yunho retorted. 

“I’ll cuddle you, Yunho. Don’t worry.”

“Wooyoung!”

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ATEEZ ARLINGTON!

To all my besties who are going to the ATEEZ concert in Arlington you guys hit me up! I am going and got floor seats. I’m a short person too so hopefully I don’t regret it too much haha! But if you are going I want to know you guys! Tell me where and we can meet up! I got freebies to hand out too! I’m so excited for this because it’s my first concert too!

But really I would love to meet some of you! I need friends as well who enjoy the same things I do! And who knows maybe we can hang out sometime in the future as well!

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Ride It Like Hydraulics (MDNI)

↣ Summary: Hoshi has a huge following which he makes well money off of. But that don’t mean he doesn’t love when others spoil him. 

↣ Characters/Pairing: Hoshi (Soonyoung) x Reader

↣ Genre: Mature (MDNI)

↣ AU/Trope info: idol!Au, CEO!Reader , Sugar Mommy!Au, 

↣ Word Count: 2.8k

↣ Warnings: sub!Hoshi, Sugar baby!Hoshi, Sugar mommy!reader, dom!reader , mommy kink , blow job, face sitting , cum play

↣ A/N: NOT BETA! Inspired by the Song Tyrant by Beyonce. Honestly I’ve had this since I first heard it a few days ago and I was like: Subby boys?? Fuck Yeah. Also I can get behind the whole sugar baby hoshi agenda. The last part had me fucked.

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A tired sigh fell from your lips as you leaned back in your chair, arm slung over the back of it and your legs spread wide open. You nails tapped on the wooden table in front of you as you waited for the rest of your board to finish up what they were talking about. 

Your phone pinged off to the side, making you turn to look at the notification that had popped up. Your wallpaper was visible from behind the transparent message that caught your attention when it said Attachment 1. The dark lighting photo on your device had you sighing, picking it up to take a look at what was sent. 

Swiping up your tired eyes held a bit of playfulness as they scanned over the shirtless picture of a man on your wallpaper. He was sitting on the floor scooted up to a mirror. His lips were formed into a pout as half of his face was covered by the phone he was using. His broad shoulders were on display, allowing you the chance to view his chest and smooth skin. 

You smiled lightly, opening the messaging app to find a picture from the exact man you had as your wallpaper. It was another mirror picture, but this time he was fully clothed. He leaned over a bathroom sink to showcase his neck to you. His head was leaned back, allowing you to see the thin diamond encrusted silver chain you had bought for him the other day. 

It laid down across his collarbones, not too long but not too short to look like a choker. It fit him perfectly along with the other jewelry his stylist must have made him wear for today’s schedule. You smiled to yourself, saving the picture before moving to send a reply his way. 

You : did you like my gift?

He was quick to start typing letting you know that he was waiting for your reply as you knew he would be. 

Kitty : i made sure to have the stylist fit my outfit with it

Kitty : have to show it off to the others and the fans

Looking up you noticed that all the other members of your board were in their own conversations going over things. You took it as a moment to get up and leave the room, giving them a bow of your head and ‘a have a nice day’ before making your way to your office. 

Now that you were finally out of the confines of the stale hot room, the cooling system in your office allowed you to breathe better. Dropping down into your desk chair, you slipped your feet out of your heels and allowed your body to relax. You went back to your messages with Hoshi, smiling to yourself at the selfies he always sends you. 

You: can i see it without the outfit?

Kitty : whenever you want.

Leaning back in your chair, you popped open some buttons on your blouse, allowing your bra to come into view. Lucky for you, since you enjoyed getting the fancier ones that had clippings in the front, you unhooked it allowing your nipples to harden with the cold air. Moving the cups around, your boobs squished together, allowing everything to show as you tilted your  phone out in front of you. 

You : i am in desperate need of you today. can you make it after your schedule? 

Kitty : for you and those always

**

It felt good to get rid of all your business clothing and just strut around your home naked without a care in the world. But what felt even better, was having your pretty boy withering under you as you languidly sucked on his cock. Watching his chest rise up and down rapidly as his face scrunched up in pleasure. 

“Mommy…” Hoshi cried quietly, huffing as his eyes opened just enough to look at you. 

You looked up at him, cock hanging from your lips as you hollowed out your cheeks at a slow pace. You took your time, allowing your tongue to go over every inch of him as you took your own pleasure from just having him in your mouth. 

With Hoshi laying down on the bed, his legs spread wide open to accommodate you, your back was arched allowing him to see over your back and to your ass sticking out. Your manicured hands ran along the inside of his thighs, lightly messaging into the skin which caused him to moan at the feeling. Each time you would grow closer to his dick with your hands his legs would indistinctly try to fall more open and allow you more room to move your hand. 

You popped him out of your mouth, his face scrunching up in a groan. You began to pump him as your tongue fell out to lick a long stripe up from his balls to the tip. When he whimpered you moved lower, sucking on his balls softly and using your tongue to move them around. 

This caused him to move his hips, thrusting forward into your hand as his whimpers grew louder.

His lips formed a pout, huffs coming out. “Mommy, ‘wanna touch you.”

You pulled away from him, leaning up as you licked your lips. “My pretty kitty.” You pouted playfully, lightly scratching up his chest and to his neck that was covered with the chain you gave him. 

You gently tugged on it, getting him to realize that you wanted him to lean up. He was slow in his movements but he listened to you either way, coming up to you with hooded eyes. His hands immediately went to the fat of your ass, palms gripping them with all his might as his head dropped down into your chest. 

His lips latched onto your nipples, kitty licking at them as he played with the hard buds. Your hands made their way to his blonde hair, lightly scratching at his scalp that had him swallowing. Little noises of content seemed to fall from his lips and you were sure if he was actually a cat he would be purring from your affection. 

His tongue flicking at your nippled once more had you smiling to yourself as you looked down at him. Your knees were placed on either side of his thighs, trapping him between you. You scooted closer, crawling further up him to have the tip of his cock touch your heat. 

Hoshi whimpered around your bud, suckling like a baby as he pawed where he could.

“Kitty, what do you want?” You asked him softly, cooing as you rubbed at his cheek. 

“But you were the one who had a rough day.” He looked up at you with wide eyes, a film over them as lust clouded his vision. 

His chin was placed between your breasts, fingers continuing their message into your hips and thighs as he seemed to be in a sub headspace. 

“Giving my baby boy the best kind of pleasure is the best thing to help me.” You smiled holding his chubby cheeks in your hands. 

You smooshed his cheeks together getting a grin from him. “Such a perfect little boy.” You leaned down giving him a kiss.

“Can you sit on my face?” He asked quietly, hand moving to lightly rub at your wet slit. 

You hummed, thighs clenching and unclenching with his ministrations. Your hips moved just a bit, humming as you pretended to think about his request. 

You giggled when you noticed his pout, rubbing his nose against yours in a Eskimo kiss from how adorable you found him. “Anything my baby boy wants.” 

He grinned, a bright red taking over his face. You let go of him for a moment, slowly pushing him down and crawling up his chest along the way. He quickly made himself comfortable looking up at you with sparkling eyes. 

You smiled, thinking he looked like a kid waiting for ice cream with the way his eyes sparkled. But you knew it wasn’t because he was about to get a sugar high, it was because he was about to have some of his favorite food. The way Soonyoung ate you out with gusto let you know just how much he enjoyed having your pussy in his face. 

Having him eat you out in every position available was something you would never get tired of. And when your pretty kitty asked you so nicely to sit on his face you were more than happy to oblige the good boy. 

You placed your knees on either side of his head, legs digging under his arms to get more comfortable. He quickly moved them up to grip onto your thighs, shoulders flexing from how he seemed to tighten his grip on you. You chuckled at his eagerness, rubbing a hand through his scalp as you gave him attention.

He hummed tongue swiping against his lips as he stared at your pussy before looking up at you expectantly. If there was something you knew about the man was that he had a set of lungs on him so you were more then generous when it came to sitting on him.

He moaned when your pussy came in contact with his lips. And he got even more eager when you started to use his nose and tongue to your pleasure. Your hips moved back and forth huffs falling from your lips as your eyes rolled to the back of your head. 

Soonyoung was humming against your lips, tongue lapping at your entrance before going back up to find your clit. You groaned, eyes falling down to look at him as on of you hands moved to the headboard to hold yourself steady. 

“My good boy.” You moaned. “Always making mommy feel so good. Her little prince—deserves everything.”

Hoshi moaned out at your words, eyes falling shut as he sucked even harder at your clit. Your hips stuttered, eyes falling shut as a loud moan came from your chest. You began to cry, shifting back and forth in small intervals as you pressed hard on his face. 

Soonyoung didn’t care though, he knew you were close so all he did was shove his face deeper in you as his tongue probed your hole.

“I’m cumming, kitty. Gonna make mommy cum.” You told him. 

And as a moan fell from your lips, one came from him as well as your juices flowed from you. He lapped you up, not caring to allow you space from over stimulation as he knew you always told him to clean you up after cumming. He was more than happy to have his favorite dessert. 

You sighed loudly as you pulled back from him, his head falling onto the pillows and tongue lapping at his chin. You say back on his chest, the cold silver chain touching the warm skin of your thighs. Stretching your legs, you scooted down him again, placing his cock between your pussy lips. 

He was breathing steadily, waiting for the next part patiently like the good boy he was. When you settled down, you gave him a tired smile reaching up to wipe at the slick on chin with your thumb. He didn’t let you get far, pulling your finger into his mouth to suck. 

You smiled gratefully leaning over to give him a kiss. He let you push your tongue into his mouth, swirling his own around with yours before sucking on it. 

Pulling back you sat up, hand running down his chest and toned stomach. Your nails scratched at his skin very lightly, enough to give him a buzzing feeling. You couldn’t mark him but you still loved how sensitive he got to your touch just as much. 

Soonyoung’s hips lifted up just a bit, allowing his dick to slide between your pussy lips as it rubbed against you. You giggled, lifting up just a bit as your hand went to pump him. 

“Want mommy to ride you?” You asked quietly, pumping him harder. 

“Please. ‘love it when you ride me.” Hoshi whined, eyes scrunching up as he panted. 

“Of course, baby boy.” You cooed. 

You took his cock and lined him up with your entrance. His breathing was ragged, fingers gripping onto your hips tightly as you slowly lowered yourself down on him. As his tip popped in you hummed, squeezing your core with each inch you took. Soonyoung began to pant, letting out little noises as he felt you throbbing around him. 

“Such a good boy.” You moaned, placing your hands on his chest as you sat down all the way. Your eyes squeezed shut, groaning from how good he felt to have inside you. “Taking all of mommy.” You moaned. 

“You feel so good.” Hoshi whined, lips forming a pout. 

He suddenly thrust his hips upwards, making you shift over him. You let out a whine, nails lightly scratching at his skin. You huffed, moving your hips back and forth slowly. Your thighs began to burn but you weren’t focused on that. 

You were focused on the little faces and noises Soonyoung would let out each time you would clench down on him or have his tip brush against your walls. You were high off his looks–finding pleasure in how you can bring him down to nothing but whimpers and whines. 

You began to speed up your hips, moving back and forth quickly which lead to him withering in the sheets. 

You chuckled, spreading your knees out just a bit more as you suddenly lifted off him. His eyes shot open, crying out when you slammed back down onto his hips. 

“Don’t sto–op.” He cried, feet planting themselves into the bed. 

His hips rose and his legs pushed himself up each time you rose to chase after your warmth. 

“Mommy…” He cried, fingers digging into your flesh. 

“You gonna cum, kitty?” You moaned, hand reaching out for his cheek. 

Tears bubbled at the edge of his lash lines, making you moan and wipe at the ones the fell down his skin. 

“Feel good?”

“So good!” He threw his head back, swallowing hard. “You feel so good! ‘Wanna cum.”

“You wanna cum?” You leaned back down, allowing him to take his moment. “You gonna cum in mommy, baby?”

You heard his words get stuck in his throat, but when he felt you stop bouncing on him, he was quick to grab your hips and start pistoning his hips up into you. You fell forward to push your chest into his face, his lips immediately latching onto a nipple. He began to whimper each time his cock thrusted into you–his fingers getting tighter around you.

“Kitty, you gotta tell me what you want. Tell me.” You demanded, lightly slapping his cheek.

“I’m cumming. Mommy, I wanna cum in your pussy.” He cried out, a tear falling down his cheek. 

“Cum in mommy, kitty.”

You both moaned in sync–Hoshi letting out a cry while you whined from the warm feeling filling you up. Your legs tensed up, mouth falling open as your core clenched Soonyoung’s cock with each spurt he let out. 

Hoshi began to cry, feeling overstimulated as you continued to bounce just a bit. His hips fell down onto the bed, whining as you tried to pull you off him. When you got what he wanted, you quickly got off him, turning onto you side as you spread your legs open. 

“‘Wanna see.” Soonyoung lightly gripped your arm, shaking it with the strength he had left. 

You turned to look at him, giggling at the sleepy pout on his face. But you obliged your pretty boy, turning around so that you were laying with your pussy facing him. Hoshi whined again when he saw his cum run out of you as you pushed it out. 

Your muscles were still tense but you weren’t in a subspace like he had been. So when he reached over to push his cum back in you chuckled and threw your head back at your sweet boy. 

“Want you to keep it inside.” He said quietly. 

“I’ll keep my kitty’s cum inside.” You reassured him, moving to try and push his seed back in alongside his fingers. 

He hummed, his breathing going down at being so harsh. He suddenly popped back up, leaning on his elbows as his legs spread open again. You smiled and made your way back up to him, giving him a sloppy kiss which had him reeling back.  

Soonyoung was a dancer, even if he was in subspace, he was ready to go a few more rounds. 

“What do you want this time for that one?” You hummed against his lips, fingers playing with his lips. 

He gave you a grin, moving back in to kiss you.

**

“Are those new earrings?” Seokmin asked, trying to get a better view of the earrings on Soonyoung. 

“Yeah.” Hoshi smiled, turning his head from left and right to give his friend a better view. 

“And a rolex watch!?” Seungkwan gasped, pointing at the man’s wrist. 

“And Gucci Loafers!” Soonyoung grinned, sticking his foot out to showcase his new shoes.

In case you didn't know, Hoshi came three time lol

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Cruel Summer

↣ Summary: It was never really brought up what Jeonghan did for a living. You didn’t live under a rock, however you just didn’t want your summer to go to waste. 

↣ Characters/Pairing: Jeonghan x reader

↣ Genre: mature 

↣ AU/Trope info: idol!jeonghan, summer romance, fwb

↣ Word Count: 5.4k

↣ Warnings: oral (m and f recieving) honestly nothing is really hardcore and I feel I sucked at this smut so I really don't know what to put lol

↣ A/N: We love song fics. I had to ask who I wanted for this song and there were a couple but I wanted to do Seventeen. I have more Taylor swift song fics to make honestly. This is for the Taylor Swift Fic event on my page. Please read some of the other amazing writers who are swifties just as much as the next person!

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The cold air of the A/C blowing in your rented out apartment, blasted out the door the moment you opened it. You shoved the man inside without a care, slamming him against the wall beside door lips finding any part of skin within reach. His snorted, fingers barely catching the door to keep it from making a loud noise as it shut.

Jeonghan snorted, stretching his neck to give you more access. “You’re impatient.”

“Says the one who had his hands down my dress in the uber.” You murmured, tongue licking the sweat that had built up from the club you came from. 

“They weren’t down your dress.” He shoved you off him, hands moving along your body as he bunch up the clothing around your waist to reach skin in a hurry. 

“The inside of my thigh counts as the same thing.” You breathed, giggling to yourself as he walked you backwards further into your apartment. 

Jeonghan found his way to the couch, quickly falling on top of you as you accommodated him between your legs. Your dress has rode up on your hips, exposing your panties to his wandering fingers. You let out breathless moans as the tips teased at your hips. You felt his thumbs dip closer to you core, messaging the bone almost.

He let out a snort from your collarbone, drifting his hands down the sides of your thighs. “You’re literally heating up here.”

You whined, clenching your thighs as his hands rubbed at your inner thighs. “Don’t make fun of me.”

“I’m not.” He whispered leaning closer, his lips running along your neck until he reached your mouth. “I can only imagine how you feel wrapped around me.” 

Your fingers dug into the back of skull, getting a grunt from him as you lightly scratched at his scalp. “Take off my clothes and all your imaginations will come true.”

He didn’t bother to tease after that. Both of you quickly rushed to take off your clothing. The fabric was thrown across the floor, on the back of the couch—some of it still hanging from your legs. 

You moaned as his chest pressed to yours, arms wrapping around his shoulders and hands gripping onto his hair again. He gave breathless groans every time you pulled, his mouth moving harsher against your skin. 

It wasn’t a fight for dominance—you didn’t really care who topped. It was just an aggressive game of push and pull. Jeonghan’s teeth would scrape against you and you would pull him back to feel the cold air on your wet skin. 

“Fuck, suck pretty skin.” He spoke to himself, reaching the top of your breasts. 

“Want to ruin it.” His tongue poked out and gave a flat lick to your nipple. 

You squeaked out, pushing your chest farther into his mouth. When he got two licks in for each nipple, he leaned back up, hands flying to your hips as he turned you onto your hands and knees. When you noticed him moving to crouch closer to your heat, you shuffled towards the arm rest to lean over. 

You giggled as you caught him ogling your core. 

“You’re clenching over nothing.” He said with an open jaw, moving to lightly touch your slick. 

You wiggled your hips, teasing him as you felt the tip of his finger probing at your entrance. 

“Wait.” He scolded, giving your ass a loud smack.

You gasped, whining as you pushed your hips back. “Do it again.” You pouted, arching your back to give him your ass cheek again. 

He chuckled, leaning up as he scooted closer to pull your ass flush against his hips. His palms smoothed over your cheeks letting you think that the inflicted pain was about to come but it hadn’t. When he watched your head turn to give him a pout, that was when his hand reeled back and harshly connected with your asscheek again. 

You squeaked, flinching upwards as you wiggled around from the electrifying nerves running through your nerves. Jeonghan moved onto the other side, giving you another smack that quickly caused your skin to burn in a pleasurable way. 

He leaned back down, his thumbs spreading your lips apart causing the tips of his fingers to lightly scrape at your most sensitive parts. You panted breathlessly, trying to keep from moving too much from the sensitivity of your nerves. 

When you felt his breath hitting your core, you squealed, flinching back and causing your thighs to clench together. You heard his chuckle before you felt his lips fully enclose themselves around your clit. This caused your fingers to scratch at the couch, hips pushing themselves further against his face as he ate you out from behind. 

He wasn’t shy with where his tongue and lips went. He gladly sucked on your outer lips while moving to shove his tongue teasing into your hole. And from there he only moved back to suck on your slit once more. 

“Jeonghan…”You moaned, falling off the armrest of the couch to arch your back fully. 

“You’re so sensitive.” The man teased, laughing into your cunt as you lifted off your knees from all your squirming. 

“Taste so good though…” He moaned, eyes hooding over as he looked back down to your core. “How many fingers can you fit?” He asked himself. 

You moaned louder when he pressed his middle finger into your heat, biting his lip at how warm and tight you felt clenching on his one finger. He sucked on his teeth and grinned wickedly when he easily found your sweet spot inside, wasting no time putting in a second finger. 

You panting had him quickly leaning up and wrapping an arm around your waist to keep you from moving. His hips pulled your heated ass flush to him as he fingers suddenly began to curl into your g-spot. 

The wet sound of Jeonghan’s fingers paired with the way he was lightly pushing at your good spot had you groaning louder, throat going dry from not being able to swallow your spit. It was when his other hand pulled around to play with your clit that you began to see black cloud around your eyes and your legs gave out on you causing you to fall forward from his fingers. 

“Jeonghan…” You whined softly, body twitching as your orgasm spread through your body. 

He shifted once more, getting to his knees as he spread your ass apart to lick up the mess you left between your thighs. You mewled softly, hips slowly rotating as he lightly probed at you with his tongue. You turned on your back when you finally got your bearings together, giving him a giggle. 

He went back to cleaning you up, looking up at you from between your thighs. You smiled as you watched him grin, hand lightly treading through his hair. 

“My turn?” You grinned, scratching his scalp causing him to roll his eyes back. 

He slurped loudly as he leaned up, climbing back onto the couch. His tongue swiped across his lips, being greedy and going all the way out to reach his chin in a teasing manner. You laughed again, quickly coming back which surprised Jeonghan how ready you were to go after an orgasm. 

As your legs moved to make room on the couch, he sat against the other armrest, legs spreading open as one arm moved to the back of the couch. 

He gave his hard leaking member a glance, lips pulled over his teeth in a sharp grin. “Be my guest.”

**

“I’m going to look the menu over so I know what I want to order. That way we don’t have to wait the moment we are seated.” You told your friend, quickly pulling out your phone to find the restaurant's menu online. 

“That’s smart.” Your two other friends pulled out their own devices, following your lead. 

It was girl’s night out, and while you would have enjoyed going out to a club or bar, you had already done that last night out so this time around was tame compared to those adventures. Rather than getting sweaty against other equally as sweaty bodies, the night was going to be spent at a popular steak house enjoying gossip about the past couple of weeks. 

Besides, you hadn’t gotten the chance to tell your friends all about your sexcapade from two weeks ago. All they knew was that you had gone out with a man who you claimed to them you trusted enough. If anything you were shocked he trusted you. 

“Oh! We’ll set a table up for you boys right away!” The hostess spoke up loudly, causing everyone who had been waiting for a table to huff quietly at the special treatment the people who had walked in seemed to get. 

You glance up to see who it had been, eyebrows raising when you notice one of the men with a neat bun tied at the bottom of his neck. Your eyes went wide, eyebrows raising as a grin seemed to overtake your lips. Your leg began to bounce up and down in anticipation, body fidgeting as you wanted him to find you waiting there but didn’t want to draw attention to yourself. 

Him and his 5 other friends waited on the other side of the lobby, his hands in his pockets as he laughed at something one of them said. They were dressed to the nines–as one usually is in the kind of restaurant you had gone to. It wasn’t a suit and tie but it for sure was much more formal than his leather jacket from the club. 

It had been two weeks since you had been with him. You remember him leaving in the afternoon after you both woke up. He was a gentleman, nothing really awkward between the two of you as you both got ready for the rest of the day. He told you he had the day off but you explained you didn’t want to keep him, opting to walk him to the front door. 

You both felt content with the night, not really thinking anything of it because there weren't any stale feelings that morning when you both were sober. You waved goodbye at him with a bright smile on your face, the stress of the week having been taken care of by him. And he walked with a pep in his step, a giggle falling from your lips.

There wasn’t an exchange of numbers or socials. You both had thought that it was a one time thing that wasn’t going to continue not matter how good it was. And yet here you both were two weeks later at the same restaurant with the same group of friends. 

“Okay, we got what we want to eat.” One of your friends spoke up, making you turn. 

“We are ready for you!” The hostess called out, smiling at the group of men. 

One of your friends scoffed loudly, crossing her arms as she had a glare on her face from seeing the group of men get seated before everyone else just because they got special treatment. It caught the attention of some of them but they didn’t pay any mind to the upset woman, following the hostess to reach their table. 

However, Jeonghan had been one of the men who looked over, seemingly doing a double take at the bashful smile you had on your face as he made eye contact with you. He began to smirk to himself, standing up straighter and fixing his tie for a moment. With one last glance at you, he followed his group of friends. 

“Group of five?” The hostess called after a couple of minutes, watching as your group stood up to follow. 

You had been seated at a circle booth in the corner of the restaurant, allowing your friends to slide in as you sat yourself at one of the ends. You fixed your outfit as you got comfortable, placing one leg over the other as you smiled at the waiter who came to ask for your drinks. In order to enjoy the food instead of waiting another two hours, you all told him your orders, content with the way the waiter smiled your way and said that the food would be out as fast as possible.  

Jeonghan had been seated close to the middle of the restaurant due to how many people were in his group. So naturally, he had seen your group pass and could easily make out your form at the end of the booth. He had a grin on his face every time he would look up to meet your eyes already looking at him. 

While you tried your best to enjoy your time with your group of friends, you couldn’t help but fidget at the way you were able to feel his eyes on you. It wasn’t like he was the only one making sex eyes at the other. You were trying not to be obvious every time you looked over, trying to keep an eye on the conversations your friends were having while also taking a peak at Jeonghan. 

After finishing your second fruity drink, you decided it was best to take a restroom break from all the laughing you were doing. It was best not to pee yourself while talking so much trash about other people from your college. What you didn’t catch was someone else also getting up.

When you walked out into the hallway that led to the bathrooms you froze for a moment before laughing to yourself. You grew closer to the man casually leaning against the wall, barely moving his head to look at you. 

“Is there a line in the men’s bathroom?” You asked with a smirk. 

“Not at all. Just making sure there wasn’t a creepy perv preying on people going to the bathroom by themselves.” Jeonghan swiped his tongue along his lips, his teeth showing in a teasing smile. 

“So waiting outside the woman’s bathroom isn’t pervy at all?” You giggled, hands falling onto Jeonghan’s shoulders as his own fell to your hips. 

“I was just making sure you were okay.” He pouted playfully. 

He looked down at your lips, pulling you closer for a moment. “You didn’t leave me anything to contact you again.” He whispered. 

“Didn’t think you wanted something.” You bumped your nose with his, giving him a peck.

“I didn’t.” He shrugged. “However, seeing you again, I think I should ask for it now.”

“Mhm. Liked it that much?” 

“Can’t recreate the way you sucked me off.” He hummed. 

“Tell me when.” You gave him a kiss, the man sucking in a breath. 

He hummed out, pushing you back before looking out to see if anyone was coming to the bathroom. Turning back to you, he took your arm in hand pulling it off him. His hand reached into his pocket, pulling out his phone. 

“You’re gonna regret your words.”

**

It’s not like you did. 

It was a bit sporadic the way he would call you up and ask to hook up. You weren’t complaining–you didn’t have much to do at your apartment and no work to keep you busy during the night when the escapades would happen. And being able to destress the week away a few times a week was absolutely amazing. 

It really depended on who was in the mood to lead. When he would take control it meant being treated like a pillow princess and get to cum more often than not. Sometimes you had to watch where things went down because you really didn’t want to sleep on a soaked mattress. But you weren’t complaining when you couldn’t feel your legs for a few seconds. 

However, when you took the reins, Jeonghan’s breathless moans and head thrown back was just as pleasing. He was more than happy to lean back and allow you to take him as you pleased. Just like in that moment. 

There was something about the way Jeonghan had turned up at your apartment with a tired look on his face and a pout. It was one of those where you knew you were going to please him. And you were more than happy to take care of him the way he always took care of you when you called him up. 

You had him take off his shirt, arms stretched along the couch and legs spread wide open to accommodate you between them. You were naked, except your panties that you left, giving his stomach light kisses as you tried to get his nerves to become sensitive. 

He still wore his jeans, but that was something you personally enjoyed. There was something about being naked in front of him while he still had his clothes on. However, because you were more than happy to allow him time to suck on your nipples it made you want to take off the rest of your clothes before he even did. There was something calming about sucking on some tits. 

At that point though, you had him resting on the couch while you pulled his zipper down and ready to pull out his hard length. You enjoyed teasing, mostly to get the nerves fired up which made everything else feel amazing. You had already reached that point though as his skin reached a red color and his adams apple bobbed up and down the closer you got to his cock. 

“Can you please get to it?” He breathed out, hips rotating just a bit to catch your attention. 

You chuckled. “Impatient.”

You pulled him out, boxers moved to rest under his balls. He lifted his hips up to get the rest of his jeans off and to his knees to be more comfortable, leaning back to allow you room. It had been a tough few days for him so you knew exactly what he wanted. 

You didn’t wait anymore, laying your tongue flat against the bottom of his length before dragging it up to his tip. You wrapped your mouth around him, flicking the bottom of his head lightly before sucking with all you could. It was only for a fleeting moment though as you quickly pulled back to grip his length tightly at his base. 

You wiggled closer, knees scraping against the fuzzy carpet in your living room. Your nails lightly scratched at his thighs after you placed his cock back in your mouth. This time you didn’t bother to tease him anymore, deciding to go all the way down until your nose was tickled by the trimmed hair he had. 

Jeonghan cooed, breathlessly letting out a moan as his hands moved to run his fingers through your scalp. He let out quiet oo’s and aa’s, hips lifting just a bit as he slowly allowed himself to fuck your mouth. 

When he felt you keep still at one point, he took it as the moment to start thrusting up. He didn’t try to force himself harder than you could go so he slowly moved back and forth, fingers holding your head up in a delicate manner. 

“Sweet girl, thank you.” He moaned out, head falling back against the couch. “Such a pretty mouth. Always so good to me.”

Your cheeks hallowed and you quickly pushed his hips down when his praise reached your ears. When he started to whine the way he did, it made you want to suck the soul out of him. So you would always try to make him reach his high faster. 

There was a trick you had that always seemed to make him moan louder. You’d push him down, giving him the signal to stop moving. Then you would take him all the way to the back of your throat–slowly so as to not gag around him. And when you felt comfortable enough, you would use the back of your tongue to suction his tip which would have him whimpering. 

“Yes, please.” He moaned. 

His fingers went down your scalp again, legs spreading wider. 

“You know how to please a guy.” He chuckled, a huff falling from his lips after. “Such a good girl.” He rubbed his fingers along your chin, feeling your throat moving as you took his cock further. 

“Gonna cum, baby.” He breathed out, head flying back and hips pushing further into your mouth. 

You braced yourself, swallowing more of him so he could cum down your throat. And when you heard his loud groan, fingers moving along his nipples and his hand pushing you further down, you closed your eyes trying not to moan yourself or else you wouldn’t be able to take him all. 

When it became too much, you pulled back, swallowing what you could and pumping his hot length to allow him to finish completely. Your throat felt sticky as you kept trying to swallow your spit to get rid of his cum but it didn’t matter when you looked up at Jeonghan’s closed eyes and lips pressed together.  

You quietly moaned to yourself, sitting up from the floor to reach over to his lips. He didn’t bother to stop you, allowing your tongue to fall into his mouth and play around with his. He was breathless, feeling up your chest again as he got your nipple hard and played with it. 

“You good?” You asked, a teasing smile on your lips and you placed a knee between his legs, leaning closer to allow his face to reach your chest. 

He hummed tiredly, going back to sucking your tits once more. “Always.”

He let go with a pop, looking up at you with a teasing grin. “Wanna sit on my cock?”

**

The following morning you had woken up laying on his naked chest. It wasn’t anything new, ever since the first night it was obvious that he would be staying the night. However, as of recently he had been slowly staying longer than the last. 

This time you found yourself making breakfast for two after fully waking up. Last time you were in the midst of making your breakfast when he gave your cheek a kiss and left the front door. You weren’t going to keep him if he didn’t want but since you made food for two, you were going to force him to take the food. You weren’t about to let it go to waste. 

You laughed to yourself as he walked into the kitchen with his hair all over the place. “There’s mouthwash in the bathroom. No extra toothbrush though, sorry.” You smiled. 

He rolled his eyes playfully, moving along to find the hallway bathroom to wake up fully. When he came out looking a bit better than when he woke up he glanced at the extra plate you had on the table. He was going to open his mouth but you beat him to it. 

“I made extra and I’m not going to accept a no to you eating it. I don’t care where you eat it so long as you do. No wasting food.” You tsked, shoving the plate to the other side of the table to get him to sit. 

He scoffed. “Bossy.” 

But he ended up staying, enjoying the time with you as you talked about miscellaneous things. He told you that he enjoyed getting to wake up later than usual because his place with his roommates was hectic. Usually one of them was up and banging drawers or stomping around. 

“I’m going to get going.” Jeonghan spoke up, getting up from his seat as he took his plate to the sink.

He looked at them for a moment before looking over at you making your way over to clean the dishes up.

“Text me when you make it home?” You smiled, looking at his lips.

He rose an eyebrow. 

“Gotta make sure you didn’t fall in a manhole on the way or someone kidnapped you.” You giggled. “Then I would be the one they investigating for being the last to see you.” 

 “Sounds like a hassle.” Jeonghan snorted. “I’ll try not to get kidnapped or fall in a manhole.”

You didn’t try to keep him longer, allowing him the room to leave you home on his own. And as you closed the door after giving him a kiss goodbye, you felt your chest tighten just a bit. It had you locking your jaw, fist clenching against the door handle and feeling irritated with yourself. 

What were you going to do at that point?

**

“You’ve had two drinks and you’re already drunk crying?” Your friend pursed her lips. “It’s been a tough week hasn’t it?”

“Not really. We’ve been doing everything we normally do.” One of your co-worker friends chimed in. “This is something else.”

You had your head on the sticky club table, not really caring for how dirty it might have been. You were just going to go home and wash your face anyway. Once more it was the time again for the night out. This was going to be the last one for a long while though seeing as the college semester was coming up in a couple of days. The end of summer party if you will. 

And when summer ends, it usually means all the other good things about it must come to an end as well. 

It was only two days ago that you had last talked with Jeonghan. Having him stay for breakfast and spending a bit more time together on the couch as you guys tried to get your things together to have him leave. It felt just a bit harder to let him go. And you weren’t wanting to be hopeful when you noticed that he seemed to have trouble leaving as well. 

For the night, you wanted to get drunk and forget about him for just a moment to gather your feelings and tell yourself that things were coming to end. It was your night to come to a conclusion. 

This summer thing you had going on was over with as it usually went. 

“Another drink!? You sure you can handle it?” Your friend brought you out of your wallowing, looking up to find a waiter had placed another alcoholic drink next to your head. 

You looked up at the waiter, giving him a confused face seeing as you hadn’t ordered another beverage yet. He took your expression the right way because he answered you quickly. “That gentleman over there ordered it for you.”

Turning to where he nodded his head, you licked your lips and sighed deeply. Smiling bashfully to yourself, you sat up from your table reaching out for the drink. Raising it in the direction of the man who bought it for you, you were quick to chug it down. 

Slamming it onto the table you stood up, catching your friends by surprise. You had your sights on someone and they watched with wide eyes at who it was you were walking towards. 

“Are we going to stay here for an hour longer or are we going to get out of here?” You asked, stopping in front of him as he leaned against the table on his side. 

Jeonghan smiled at you, chugging the rest of his drink before grabbing his hand and pulling along. You could hear his friends chanting at him, but you still slipped your fingers between his and allowed him to take you towards the entrance of the club. 

Like the very first time he took you to his car, placing you in the front seat before getting in himself. As your eyes shut and took in his scent that lingered in the car you suddenly felt like all your energy was let go. 

Tears pooled at your lashes, your eyes squeezing shut to keep them from falling but it was inevitable. When you felt a hand be placed on your thigh, you turned to look at Jeonghan who kept his eyes on the road but seemed to have a sober look on his face. 

“Summer is ending.” You spoke up, grabbing the hand that was on your thigh.

You smiled as his fingers seemed to tighten around you, messaging into your flesh. “I got classes coming up again so I have to leave for university.”

“We’ll get there when we get there.” Was all he said. 

**

He had you on your hands and knees at that point, face shoved into the pillow as you cuddled it closer to your chest. Your fingers kept clenching and unclenching back arching further as Jeonghan pushed and pulled your hips back and forth on his cock. 

“You’re such a good girl, baby.” Jeonghan moaned. “Always so good for me. Everything about you is so perfect.” 

You began to push yourself back onto him, causing him to stop thrusting and allowing you to use him. 

“Go ahead, use me baby.” He panted. 

When you got tired, and stopped for a moment, Jeonghan leaned over your back kissing your shoulder as his hips went back to thrusting in and out.

“Jeonghan.” You whined. “I’m close.”

He quickly pulled himself off and out of you, causing you sputter and cry at the loss of a close coming orgasm. It was quick though, that he turned you over onto your back and shoved himself back in. 

“I want to see you cum.” He panted, going hard again to get you to return back to that pleasure. “I need to see your face. It’s always so beautiful when you come.”

This felt different to all those times before. This felt both intimate but in a sad way. You could feel the tears pricking at your eyes but you tried to play it off as pleasure. As he moved your legs to drape them over his shoulders, your moans grew louder as his cock began to hit your good spot.

“Jeonghan!” You cried out, hands flying out to find his skin to touch. 

“Cum for me, baby.” He panted, hands wrapped tightly around your thighs and eyes on the way your pussy clenched around his length. 

“Fuck…Fuck.” Jeonghan cried out, feeling your core clench around him tightly as your orgasm hit.

He pulled out, watching as you began to squirt on the bed and thrust your hips up. You were sobbing at that point both from pleasure and too much emotion. Jeonghan was quick to look up at your face, sniffling as he softly climbed back on you. You opened your eyes to look at him, hands moving to his cheeks as he gave you a grin. 

You pulled him in for a kiss. “Please put it back in.”

“Of course.” He answered you, lining himself back in. 

This time he went slow, feeling every throb and squeeze of your walls around him. He was close too with the way he dug his head into your neck and little whines fell from his lips. His hand kept a soft hold on your hips, shifting back and forth as slow as possible as his orgasm built up. 

And when it hit, you moaned, feeling the hot load drip out into the condom. You could feel how it heated up your insides, a very small part of your brain zapping with serotonin at the thought that he had came inside without a condom. 

Jeonghan stayed in you for a bit longer, allowing his cock to soften before pulling out slowly with a hiss. He ran his fingers through your hair, watching as your tears stained your temples from how you were laying down. 

“Aren’t we already as far as we can go?” You told him, bringing up the conversation that you both had in the car. 

Your nose started to get runny but you tried not to allow it to bother you to where you had to sniffle and catch his attention. But he was already facing you, wiping away the tears with a soft brush of his thumbs. 

“We both knew what we were getting into.” He spoke softly, wiping away your tears. “We still have summer.”

**

With your semester coming to a start, your phone went off to showcase that a new album had been released from a band you followed on spotify. Quickly opening the app, you placed your headphones on a pressed play.

“What are you listening to?” Your roommate asks. 

You snort, taking a look at your phone for notifications. Inhaling deeply, you purse your lips at the empty phone.

“Just the new Seventeen song.”

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Daechwita (Burn It Pt. 2)

↣ Summary: You were only a decoy for all those who wanted your family off the throne. The real leader was your horrible sister who ruled with fear in their subjects. You only did what was told of you and if others came to assassinate you then so be it. 

↣ Characters/Pairing: Min Yoongi x Reader, Slight Jungkook x Reader,

↣ Genre: Historical, Mature

↣ AU/Trope info: Historical!au, Queen!Reader, Rebel!Yoongi, 

↣ Word Count: 6.1k

↣ Warnings: Abuse, Toxic household, 

↣ A/N: This turned into a four part miniseries. I swear I can’t stick to anything bro. I still need to finish the other series. I swear I’m still on them. I just haven't gotten the energy to sit down and write full chapters. All I got is the conversations. 

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“Hello, Jeongguk.” You smiled when the man bowed his head as he entered your room. 

You weren’t someone who took concubines in for the hell of it. You didn’t like to use people in that manner and especially not taking them from their home against their will. However with the way your parents saw themselves and wished to present the way you looked to the public they made you take the boy in. Even if you didn’t look for his company the same way your family looked at their concubines he was still forced to be at the palace. 

“Hello, your grace.” The boy gave you a large smile, his lips pulling over his teeth. 

“Such a lovely boy.” You cooed, squishing his cheeks together. 

He whined, trying to pull back from your ministrations but ultimately giggled at your doting nature. You had grown to love him. He was someone who looked at you with bright eyes and made you want to continue on going for his sake. It was you between him and the others who saved them from your family's wraths. You were the only one who truly cared about them. 

“How are the others?” You asked, giving him a smile. 

“They've been okay. Princess Munhee hasn't called for them. She's been too busy with some other men to pay them any mind. They are more than happy about that.” Jungkook explained. 

You sighed deeply, shaking your head. “I surely hope she doesn't gather more concubines.” 

Turning back to him, you gave him a kind smile, making him flush. “I've asked for you because I would like some information.” 

“Anything for you.” He quickly spoke. 

“There is a rebellion going on that plans on taking the throne from me.” You told him. 

“That can't be right—”

“Jeongguk.” You interrupted softly. “I want you to be honest with me.” 

You looked down, feeling upset over how you had asked something of him. “I know I took you from your home and brought you to this terrible life—”

“I wanted to come with you.” He stopped you, before you could continue. “You gave me the choice to come here–unlike Taehyung and Jimin.”

It had been an expedition your family had been taking when you came across all of them. Jungkook and Jimin were from one village and Taehyung from another. The expedition was meant to strengthen the royal family's ties to everyone in the kingdom. Showcase to everyone who would watch that they were proper rulers. 

All a lie it was for the people. Blindly following false words of kindness. Especially the families of the concubines. 

Jimin and Taehyung had been bought from their families. Munhee wanted the both of them the moment she laid eyes on each. Giving their families a hefty sum of money for each of the boys who didn't want to go with them. You remember those days clearly. If only because it was you who had gone to the families to ask for them as your own concubines. 

It made you cry on those nights. The way the two boys would look at you when they were placed in the hands of Munhee the first night. There was so much hatred in them–each bruise that was marred on their skin that you could see. It made you sick to your stomach to know that it wasn’t just you anymore who was left under the tyranny of your family. 

You tried your best to keep them from getting hurt–caring for their wounds and making sure they were well taken care of behind your sister’s back but there was only so much you could do. 

“They must hate me—”

“They could never!” Jungkook stopped you. “Maybe in the beginning but they know the real you now. The one who takes care of them after the princess was too rough.”

“They love you so much. I love you. I will do everything you ask of me.”

Your heart stopped for a moment, feeling like there was something grabbing a hold of it only to crush it. It was but a moment that you were brought back to the night Agust was going to kill you. The time when you wanted him to drag the knife along your neck. 

But yet here was this man who claims to love you enough to do anything you ask of him. You had never seen any of the concubines as more than just those you cared about. It wasn’t in your nature to fall in love with someone because of the life you used to live. 

Now you knew though, no matter what you had to stay to make sure these boys and the people would never fall into the hands of your family. Who would be there to save them if it wasn’t you?

“I don't need you to, Jeongguk.” You smiled softly. “I just need you to look like my pretty boy.”

“You asked me about the rebellion. Did something happen?” He asked with worry, his eyebrows pinching together. 

“Nothing that should worry you.” You told him. “However I do want to ask about a man who I believe might be part of it. I don't know his name but I have seen him before. He has a scar running down his right eye. He's young though, with long blonde hair. Namjoon told me you might know his name.”

“You must be talking about Min Yoongi. He goes by the name August so no one could find out his identity.” He easily answered you, no hesitation within his voice. 

“I see.” You mumbled to yourself. 

“Thank you Jeongguk.” You pulled his cheek so that you could lean in to give him a kiss. “You mean so much to me–all of you do.”

“You're our queen. We will make sure no harm comes to you.” The boy bowed his head, a bright flush along his cheeks that made you smile. 

After he left you alone, you began to scheme about how to start with your plans. The first task was getting that guard to understand you were on his side. As well, he was going about things all wrong. You had a kingdom to save and people to command. For once you were finally going to be the real queen you were meant to be. 

And the starting point was having Min Yoongi join the court. 

“Min Yoongi.” You spoke to yourself. 

**

“You're grace.” Yoongi bowed his head, turning to watch as the eunuch closes your study door. 

Once he is out of earshot, Yoongi relaxes his shoulders, striding over to the desk you were kneeling next to. 

“Good.” You spoke up, looking at him. “I would like to speak to you about something.” 

“I have decided to add another guard to my personnel. I wanted to know if you knew of anyone who was capable.” You spoke, looking over some documents.

It felt odd to finally start looking into the things the council shares with you without your father quickly taking them from your hold to do himself. However you took it upon yourself to do it all in secret. Helping the kingdom to thrive and send money where it needs to go. Go over trials that needed attention which you knew were going to easily go unpunished. 

It made you understand more just how much corruption was truly within the palace. And you first wanted to start with getting rid of your family before moving on to the council members on your father’s roster. 

“I might know some people.” He told you, making you nod. 

Your eyes moved along his face out of instinct, trying to find anything that might be wrong with him. There wasn’t any injury that you could see over his clothes–his scar was still the only thing that stared back at you. When you realized you had spent too much time looking over him, you cleared your throat and looked away. 

“How has my sister been treating you? You asked. 

“Like I'm not there–which I am grateful for.” He shrugged. “She is very—”

“Sinister. Evil. A tyrant.” You prattled off out of habit, rolling your eyes. “We all know.”

You didn’t really give him any reason to think about what you could’ve been like before he had entered your life. As far as he knew, you were only an emotionless doll that seemed to allow her family to speak over her at certain events. 

But he couldn’t help but be curious over who you were before he had tried to kill you. You were still you–it was clear in the way he would see you care for the other people within the palace court. You didn’t get upset when they would cower before you, trying to get away as fast as possible. So far the only ones who didn’t try to run from you were the concubines who claimed to be in love with you. 

The way you spoke though made him think that you weren’t someone who allowed others to walk all over them. You knew how to work people–how to get them to listen to you without having to cause fear in their hearts. It left him baffled to know that you were someone who waited for death with open arms. 

“Do you ever get tired? Of having to put up with them?” He asked. 

“That's why you're here isn't it?” You answered. 

“I thought the only way to escape their hands was by death. It was inevitable because I knew about the rebellion—even they knew. That's why I'm just the decoy for their schemes.” Your voice was soft, reminding Yoongi of your first meeting. 

“And the day you die though? They won't have that chance anymore.” He told you.

“They won't but that wouldn't be my issue now would it.” You smiled softly. 

Yoongi’s lips turned downward as your eyes took on something familiar to him. It left an ache in his chest making him feel uncomfortable with the way you looked at him. He couldn’t stand to see that kind of look pass behind your soul. It reminded him of his own ways that he was too scared to let go of. A reminder of his own feelings of hoping for a swift ending to his story. 

“So you'd rather leave your people in the hands of demons?” He frowned. 

“Don't they see me as a demon as well?” You asked him. “There are only two other people who know the truth about my position and you're one of them.”

“But the other staff? Don't they see your family beating you?” He wondered out loud.

“They just assume I'm a tyrant because I am treated poorly by my family. Lots of things are easier when you allow people to believe what they want.” You spoke calmly.

You had ideas brewing in your head. Ideas that you wanted to put into action. Yoongi knew that the moment you looked at him without emotions as you found him standing in line with the other warriors waiting to be chosen as a new royal guard. It seemed in the months he had been training to get the chance to stand in the palace courtyard you had changed your mind over the idea of death. 

It wasn’t something hard to do, but Yoongi did want to know why you chose to change things after almost being assassinated. 

“So why change now?” He questioned. 

“Because I thought about the people I'd leave behind without so much as a word. I'm not ready to give up yet. I learned that thanks to you.” 

Your words left him even more confused but he didn’t dare to question you further. “If you want me to put another knife to your throat for a new idea don't be afraid to ask.”

You had kept him in your study for a bit longer, pouring a drink for the both of you as you got to know your new companion. It had been a few weeks since he started to work with the others and you didn’t really got the chance to know how he worked. You figured it was best to know the person who was going to help kill your family. 

“Your name? Agust, what does it mean?” You asked him.

“I am from Daegu. It's a name I used to have backwards.” He waved you off, not giving him more about the life he lived before coming to the capital. 

“That's interesting.” You hummed, not wanting to make him uncomfortable. 

“What about you? Where do you get your personality from, if not your parents?”

His question made you look up with wide eyes, pressing your lips together as the alcohol in your system seemed to make you buzz. It wasn’t that you had a lot to drink, you only took a few sips every couple of minutes while he had already drowned three cups of soju. You weren’t going to be challenging him to a drink contest anytime soon. 

“I was taken care of by a nanny.” You answered. “I never really got the chance to be with my parents because they were too busy with Munhee. I was the smallest of us so naturally I was the weakest–at least in their eyes.”

For the past hour he had watched you make faces to yourself, acting like a child who was having an internal monologue. There were questions he knew you wanted to ask him but you would stop yourself for fear of overstepping. He saw you let go of your emotionless facade and take on the one he knew you hardly got the chance to show others. 

He wondered who your real friends were when you were an actual child. He knew your guard had been there for you for years from what Namjoon had told him. If he got the chance to see you act this way in private. It left a stale taste in his mouth to know that you have suppressed this part of you so much that you had to be inebriated in order to feel relaxed enough to show the wonder/curious part of you. 

“Being kind and gentle doesn't mean being weak.” He told you.

You looked up from under your lashes, catching his stare on your face. “It doesn't. Between Munhee and I though, I do believe I got the best brain.” You sat up straight with a smile on your face as you thought about yourself. 

“Let's hope your plans work out then.” Yoongi smirked. 

“If it doesn't, I hope you can continue.” You told him, making him frown. 

You might have been buzzed but there were parts that would go back to thinking about the present. You weren’t out of it completely but when Yoongi was able to catch you off guard he was able to see into the real you. So to hear you speak so depressing over something like this it made him want to bring back the person you were. 

“I promise nothing will happen to you.” He said without thinking. 

You completely froze, slowly looking up at him with wide eyes that seemed to almost have tears in them. You mouth fell open just a bit as you tried to keep from making your lips tremble. 

“Why make that promise?” You spoke softly. 

“Because there are people who care about you. Ones who want to see you rule the kingdom correctly.” He explained quickly. 

“You hardly know me.” You scoffed. “How do you know I'd do the right thing?”

“I’m expecting you to give me a reason.”

**

“This is Hoseok, your grace.” The man in question bowed his head and had a stiff smile on his face as he watched you look around the home. 

It was a typical home found throughout the capital, one that was meant for someone of noble status. Yoongi had told you and Namjoon on the way to his home that he shared it with two other men–one of which was going to be your new guard alongside Namjoon. 

WHen you finally turned to look at the man, you noticed how tense he was. The smile was forced, you realized, but a smile nonetheless. You gave him a kind on back, clasping your hands together as you were taught. Even if you weren’t properly trained to be queen you were trained in how to act like one. 

“I would hope Agust has told you how things are.” You immediately got to the point, seeing as you didn’t want to go through the process of waiting to explain things. 

The quicker the better.

“For the most part. Why do you want a member of the resilience to be your personal guard?” He asked, frowning his eyebrows. 

“Same reason you're in the resilience. I have people to get rid of.” You spoke out loud, causing him to furrow his eyebrows together. 

He tried not to turn his nose up, glare on his face that intimidated you just a bit. “You're willing to bloody your hands?”

“It's better than having them bruised.” Your voice was soft, causing him to suck in a quiet breath as he got caught in the look that passed behind your eyes. 

He glanced over to Yoongi who sighed deeply as he nodded his head slowly. 

“Your majesty?” A voice spoke up behind Hoseok as some people came out from the home. 

Taehyung looked at you with curious eyes, while Jimin held onto his arm to help him down the home’s patio. Jungkook softly shuffled behind a taller man who was watching with a confused look as the queen stood in his yard. 

“Boys? What are you all doing here? I thought I had sent you all to a physician?” You questioned, shoving past Hoseok who brought his arms in to keep from touching you.

The action made him even more confused as he looked over at Yoongi once more. Yoongi only chuckled, walking behind you to reach the concubines who had walked out with a broad shoulder man. Namjoon calmly walked closer to the younger boys, eyes scanning them for any signs of injuries as he usually did. 

“The doctor we go to is here.” Jimin spoke up, bowing his head when he made eye contact with you.

“Who?” You asked, looking over at the other man. 

“My name is Seokjin. It's nice to meet you, your majesty.” He bowed his head pursing his lips as he took in the guard that seemed to fuss over the boys. 

“Jeongguk told us to come here. He says Jin Hyung is a great doctor.” Taehyung answered, giving you a stunning smile as his hand rubbed at his ribs.

“Why thank you Jungkookie.” Seokjin cooed, pinching the younger boy's cheeks. 

“I'm glad to know you were all taken care of.” You smiled, bowing your head in thanks to the doctor. 

His eyes went wide as he stood up straight from seeing you smile at him and give him a compliment. 

“Right, wouldn't want the queen's concubines to be hurt.” He said stiffly. 

He suddenly sighed, looking between you and Taehyung with anxiousness. “I get they are yours to do as you please but I ask that you are careful with them for a bit—”

“We aren't her majesty's concubines.” Taehying stopped the doctor without manners. “It was Princess Munhee who broke my ribs.”

“She broke your ribs!?” You shouted, mouth falling open as the others flinched from your shout. “I just thought it was a normal bruise! Taehyung, why didn't you tell me how bad it actually was!?” You fussed, hands quickly pressing the boy's cheeks between your palms. 

Taehyung began to pout, his lips protruding out but he still basked in the attention you were giving him. 

“Jimin!?” You whined, turning to the round faced boy who gave you a soft look. 

“We didn't want to worry you.” He spoke softly as always. 

“Nonsense! You live in my home! You are mine to take care of.” You demanded, looking back over at Taehyung who looked at you with wide eyes. 

“We're yours?” Jungkook whispered, a blush settling on his face as he grew closer to you. 

You began to stutter, looking between all of the seven boys waiting for an answer from you. “Well, you live in my palace. I have to take care of you.”

“You don't–you just choose to.” Jimin sighed, quickly stepping in so as to not let the others hope for anything. 

“Come on, we'll see you at home.” He told you, nodding his head in a bow. 

Your eyebrows pinched together as you felt a pang in your chest over Jimin’s dismissive behavior. As he carefully moved Taehyung with the help of Jungkook, you shuffled your feet to follow after them but Namjoon spoke up. 

“We should get going as well. Don't stay for too long, Agust.” Namjoon spoke up, holding his arm out for you to take. 

“What is the queen up to? Asking us to be guards in the royal palace.” Hoseok sneered, glaring at the retreating figures of the royal court. 

“I would assume it's nothing good.” Jin sighed, worried about the concubines and their injuries. 

“Not for the queen.” Yoongi spoke up, turning to look at them. “I'm still going to finish my mission.”

“Are you sure about this?” Hobi asked. 

“I'm more positive now than I ever was.” Yoongi nodded his head. 

“Those men really care for her. I've never seen any concubines who are in love with their masters.” Jin explained, remembering about the conversations he had with all three of them over how you had sent them to see the doctors. 

It was Jungkook who had walked into his home asking for help for a fellow concubine. Teahyung was shuffling slowly with a hand on his ribs as he was being carried by Jimin. Jin had never had to treat Jungkook for injuries to the extent Taehyung had. Before they had begun to explain themselves he assumed Jungkook was just the favorite and hardly ever injured. 

But Taehyung had gone on and on over how you had fussed over the large bruise that was forming under his chest. Jungkook followed along with him, nodding and adding in his own statements over how kind the queen was. Jimin stayed quiet a majority of the time only making small comments about how (Y/N) was special to them all. 

“Things are not as they seem. That's what I'm coming to learn. I'll catch up with you later, Hobi.”

**

“Mother is sick. Surprised she hasn't died yet. She's so old. We'll see how she goes later.” Munhee talks to herself in front of her vanity mirror, you keeping her company because she had called for your audience. 

She has yet to get to the point but you stood off to the side, trying not to show any emotions as she continued on with her nighttime routine. However when she mentioned your mother, your shoulder straightened up, attention on her. 

“Does she need a physician?” You asked. 

“I don't know.” Munhee scoffed, waving you off. “I don't wanna get sick with whatever she has so I haven't even gone into that side of the palace.” 

“Where is that stupid maid? (Y/N) I need you to do my hair.” She demanded, slamming her hairbrush onto the table. 

You walked closer to her, taking the brush softly before combing through her long hair. Your lips twitched at how you wanted to pull on her scalp but you prevent yourself from doing that by thinking about your sickly mother. 

“I'll call for one.” You prattled off, talking about getting a doctor for your mother. 

“As if you know anyone.” Munhee rolled her eyes, picking at her nails. 

“I'm sure Namjoon must. I'll ask him.”

“That reminds me.” She turned in your hold, causing you to let go of her. “I want Namjoon to be my guard. I can't stand to look at that creature. If you picked him you can have him.”

Your eyes suddenly went wide, hands dropping to your sides. Namjoon had been there for you since before you were even queen. He was your one friend through your entire existence that didn't take your kindness for granted but rather appreciate who you were as a person. He was your person–the one who kept you from ending your own life. 

You couldn’t possibly give him up.

“I don't think Namjoon would—”

“I don't care what he thinks. I want him as my guard. You will do as I say or there will be consequences.” She threatened, coming to tower over you. 

“Of course.” You nodded your head, looking down from her eyes. 

“Leave.”

You fast walked to the door, your nose twitching in irritation as you slammed the door open. Yoongi and Namjoon flinched as they waited for you to exit your sister's bedroom to take you back to your own. You couldn’t dare to look at Namjoon too angry with your sister to think about letting him. Tears pooled in your eyes as you thought about it. 

“What happened?” Namjoon asked, seeing your upset state. 

“Munhee wants you to be her guard.” You spat out. 

“What? But I can't—” Namjoon shook his head. 

“It's what she wants.” You turned to Yoongi, not wanting to think about Namjoon anymore then you had to less you wanted to cry. 

“Mother is sick–she needs a physician.” You told Yoongi. 

“I'll call for one—” Namjoon tried to reach out to you, but you pulled away from him.

“No. I'll do it.” You shook your head. 

Namjoon looked up at Yoongi, wanting to know what to do. He only shrugged, not getting what was going on. But Namjoon knew you better than anyone. He knew that you didn’t want to look at him for fear of breaking down. He was upset with the whole ordeal but he knew that if you wanted to finish what you started you should do as they ask to keep from raising suspicions. 

However that didn’t mean he was pleased with having to move from being your guard. 

**

“You want me to kill her? But that's—” Jin shook his head, sputtering. 

“What the rebellion wanted to do.” You told him. “So long as the royal family stands this kingdom will never be free. We will start with the easier ones first. Do what you must.”

With Jin sighing, you turned to take your leave.

“Are you sure you're fit to rule? Seems like you're rushing into this.” Yoongi spoke up, trying to keep up with you. 

“You have no idea of what I had to suffer at the hands of those people.” You told him over your shoulder. 

“I've lived in the kingdom my whole life. I know what it's like.” When you heard him stop, you turned to see what was keeping him. 

“Not when they are meant to be your blood.” You swallowed thickly. 

“Family doesn't always mean blood. I've come to learn that.” He told you.

You could imagine he was talking about Hoseok and Seokjin. You didn’t know the full extent of how close Jungkook was to all of them but you knew he cared enough for Jin to take care of them. But still it was nothing compared to what you have. 

“I want that. A family who will be there.” You told him. 

“Isn't Namjoon always there? The concubines?” He asked. 

“I took them from the lives they should've had.” You shook your head, looking down. 

“You didn't have a choice. They've each told me the stories of how they got to the palace. How you took them in when Munhee forced them to come with her. They care about you.” He grew closer to you.

“I don't deserve it.” You shook your head. 

“It wasn't your fault. You were a victim too.” He spoke quietly, catching your attention. 

“Why change your mind now?” You asked, looking up at him. 

You felt his body brushing against your hanbok, your fingers twitching at the fabric as you had to hold onto it. Your body began to sway, a cloud falling over your head from how close he was to you. 

“I've been here long enough to notice those kinds of things. I'll do whatever you need me to do.” He spoke up, catching you off guard. 

“I don't need you to.” You told him, swallowing thickly. 

“You can't tell me the same thing you always tell others.” He spoke against your lips, causing you to flinch just a bit. 

“We have the same enemy. That's all that matters.” 

**

“I've given her some tea for now. What you should do is hope for the best. I'll gather some herbs to help heal her from within.” Jin told you as he stood up from looking over your mother. 

“Where did you say you found this doctor again, (Y/N)?” Your mother asked, finally turning her eyes away from Jin. 

“He's the one who heals Munhee's concubines. If he can make it seem like none of them have broken ribs I'm sure he can do wonders.” You spoke up nonchalantly. 

“Yoongi, please escort him out.” You told the guard. 

The two men bowed their heads, turning to take their leave. As they walked out, you couldn’t help but catch the way your mother eyed Jin’s back with hunger. 

“I want him in the concubine quarters.” Your mother spoke up as the door finally closed. 

You looked at her appalled, lips turning up. “He's a physician for the town though—”

“I don't care. I want him here—with me.” She demanded, enunciating her words. 

You sighed deeply, jaw clenching. “Of course, mother.”

Once more Yoongi flinched as you slammed the door open. His shoulders dropped as he sighed from the way you were seething. Whatever had transpired between you and your mother had you angry like the time Munhee had asked you to give her Namjoon. 

“What are you giving her and how long will it take?” You demanded. 

Jin raised his brows, looking down at your angry expression. “A few days. The poison is slow acting but with her sickness it will be quicker.” He explained.

“Could I do that to the others?” You asked. 

“I don't have much of the tea. But I can see if I can get you more.” He answered. 

Your shoulders dropped as you realized the meant he would have to leave the palace. Sadly he no longer had that choice. It made you want to cry once more over how you were going to break it to him. 

“You won't be able to. I'm sorry, Seokjin.” The tension that had been clear in your shoulder seemed to go away as you apologized to the older man. 

“For what?” He asked. 

“My mother—she wants you to be one of her concubines.” You spoke looking down at the ground, tears welling in your eyes. 

Yoongi was quick to notice your tone of voice before he grew closer to you, shielding you away from Jin’s eyes. 

“Does everyone have concubines here except you? Disgusting, really.” Jin sneered, lips turned up. 

Yoongi made you look at him, fingers toying with your own. “We'll find other ways. Don't worry.”

**

You were woken up by a body suddenly crushing you in your sleep. You thrashed around for a moment before whoever was on top of you placed a knife to your neck. You began to gasp, trying to move your hands to claw at your attacker but they were ahead of you. They held you in their grasp tightly, ready to kill you at a moment’s notice.

It didn’t feel the same. It felt wrong to have the cold metal pressing into your skin. You weren’t ready for death to come at that moment. Not when there were people waiting for you to save them. 

“Yoongi.” You cried out. “Yoongi!” You screamed. 

The door was slammed open after your first call of his name. 

“Your grace!” Yoongi shouted, throwing the man off you. 

“Back off!” Yoongi pushed him away from your bed, grabbing at his sword. 

“What are you doing!?” The man sneered. 

“Me? What are you doing here? I told you all I had it covered.” Yoongi growled, sword held in front of him. 

“They sent me to come kill the queen. Something you couldn't seem to do.” The man retorted, looking between you and Yoongi. 

“Things have changed. I thought we talked about it. (Y/N) is not part of the assassination.” Yoongi tried to talk the man back down. 

“Anyone of the (L/N) family must be eliminated.” The man sneered. 

“Not her.” Your eyes flew to Yoongi crawling over the bed to get closer. 

“Don't tell me you've fallen for her? You are a disgrace to the rebellion. Just like all the others are.” 

He lunged towards Yoongi, knife ready as he tried his best to slash as the royal guard. However Yoongi was a trained assassin since he was a kid, no one could ever come close to what he had been trained to do. However just because he was trained didn’t mean the man wasn’t able to get a knick in. 

Once the man got tired, he charged forward with a grunt, ready to strike at Yoongi. However Yoongi wasn’t playing. Not when your life was in danger. So he took the sword and slashed it across the man’s torso ending his life in seconds. As he fell to the ground lifeless, Yoongi began to pant and place a hand over his bleeding arm hissing from the sting. 

“Yoongi! Are you okay?” You gasped, rushing to his side as he panted over the dead body. 

“I'm fine. It's just some scratches. I've been through worse.” Yoongi spoke quietly, looking over you. 

His eyes immediately fell to your neck, hoping that nothing had marred your skin. The scar from his own attempt stared back at him but at least it was reopened. His shoulders dropped their tensions glad to see you weren’t hurt.  

“Let me heal you.” You told him, moving him to your bedroll. 

You took the same supplies Namjoon had used on you all those months ago. However this time it was you using them on the man who tried to kill you. Yoongi allowed you to move the sleeve of his outfit. Your hands were soft, delicately pulling and pushing at the cut that didn’t seem that deep. 

He began to think about how you cared for the concubines. You must have grown to know how to heal others from the amount of times you had gone to them. 

“Why did you kill him?” You asked, not daring to meet his eyes. 

“He was going to kill you.” Yoongi spoke up, watching you with soft eyes as you cleaned at his wound. 

“And?” You questioned. 

He snapped his head to you, having thought that you were past wanting to end your life. When your eyes caught his, he saw that you were past that. It was doubt that seemed to be crawling into your head this time around. 

“You're a good queen. The people would be lucky to know the real you.” He spoke quietly. 

You swallowed thickly at his words. It wasn’t that you felt like you weren’t fit to rule. Rather it was that you weren’t properly educated to be one. You weren’t taught what your sister had been. The only thing you had to go off were your own morals and the ideas of those closest to you. You didn’t know the first thing it took to run a country but you wanted to try your best. 

“I don't feel like that.” You said, pulling away once you finished addressing his wound. 

“Take it from those closest to you.” 

“You included?” You asked, looking up at him. 

“I'm just the assassin who was sent to kill you.” He turned to the body that was bleeding out on the floor. “And yet here I am. Always the one who fails.”

He looked vulnerable to you. Like a little boy who missed out on his life because of some evil that came to take him. You didn’t know his past or what he wanted to do in the future but you knew that you wanted him in yours. 

“Redemption isn't impossible.” 

**

It took your mother four days to finally pass away. Her body was burned on top of a pile of wood for her funeral as was tradition. You watched as the flames swallowed her wrapped body whole. All seven of the boys stood behind you, watching with expressionless faces just like your father and sister. However, unlike them they knew this was the beginning of the end for the royal family's reign. 

Once everyone cried and prayed over the old queen's body, the rest of your family took their leave, leaving you and the boys. Yoongi walked up to your side, Hobi not far behind. You turned your head to look at him. 

“My mother was the easiest to get rid of but we still have more to accomplish.”

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Stay Alive (45)

BTS poly!ot7 x Reader

Magical Creatures AU

Series Masterlist

Warnings: none

A/N NOT BETA. Two updates in one day WHOOO!!

“Beloved, your aura is stale. I know you're worried but you have to put faith in us.” Jin dipped his head into the crook of your neck, his head tickling your cheeks. 

You all had finally begun to get a move on with the plan, traveling from the magical city of Seoul to where the portal of Lake Yuri laid. Each one of you traveled in their own ways–the valkyries were on their pegasuses while Seungcheol was able to carry some of his companions on his back as a full dragon. 

To say you were stunned when the man transformed into a 5 story reptile was an understatement. Namjoon laughed at your expression telling you that most dragons were able to shift just like Jungkook was able to. When you realized Namjoon was able to do that you softly told him you wanted to see his dragon one day. 

However it was not that day because Namjoon explained he was still healing from his injuries so shifting wasn’t an option for him just yet. So all of you climbed into a ship that was fueled by magic. It floated high above the sky–courtesy of another coven that learned how to use their magic in objects. 

You watched from the railing as the scenery passed by below, catching sight of more creatures that were beyond larger than imaginable. That didn’t stop you from thinking about what was going to happen the moment you all reached your world again. 

You shook your head. “Jin, you've been stuck in that facility for the past 10 years. Who knows what will happen—”

“And that's the thing, we don't.” He cut you off. “No matter how much the witches tell us the fortune is going to be good, fate has a silly way of changing quickly. However, because of our powers we have hope to win this. We're going to take everyone out–they deserve it just like we did.”

“I understand that. I couldn't live with myself knowing they were still trapped.” You shook your head, looking back over the railings as you allowed your body to relax into the elf’s arms. “But I also couldn't live with myself if something happened to you.”

“We'll come back home—with you.” Hobi walked over to the two of you, the others coming up as well. 

“And then we can settle down and have those babies. No worries about our powers from there.” He grinned, teasing you about the future. 

“We have things to finish, Beautiful.” Jimin told you.

“And we have a reason to make it out.” Namjoon spoke up. 

“Who do you think will have a kid first?” Taehyung asked. 

“We don't even know when!” You laughed at the second youngest’s question.

“She slept with me first.” Jungkook spoke honestly. 

“Ya! Doesn't mean anything. I slept with her here!” Jin whined, glaring at the boy. 

“I did too.” Yoongi shrugged.

“Same.” Taehyung repeated. 

“We just having sex all over the place now?” Jin scoffed. 

“Jin!” You scolded, lightly hitting his arm around your waist. 

“Sorry, beloved.” He grinned, leaning down to kiss your cheek. 

It wasn’t long before the mountains came into view. It seemed that everyone slowed a bit down as they came to the realization that this was going to be it. You couldn’t imagine how tough things might have been. Hanseol was a weak person from what Bang had explained. However Kang was a different story.

He was a witch who only wanted more power. He would find ways of making himself powerful at the expense of others. You couldn’t give an answer for as to why he started working with Hanseol but there was still worry in the back of your mind about the man you had only come across once. 

Seungcheol was quick to turn back into his human form in a puff of smoke after his members got off his back. The faerie of the group twirled a staff around stomping it into the ground causing a mist of magic to flow out from it. Another member who you assumed to be some kind of sandman dropped down from his cloud, letting go of the three other members who had rode with him. 

The valkyries climbed off their horses, allowing some of the other warriors from the area to take them. IU had shifted back into her human form after being a swan. There were more people who came down after them, getting ready to cross the portal and into the other world. You took in a deep breath, knowing no matter how many people Hanseol had on his side they couldn’t stop people who had trained for years. 

“You boys ready?” Minsuk asked them all. 

Namjoon took a look at everyone, getting nods of their heads. 

He turned back to the leader of guards for Yuri Lake. “Let's go.”

 The pass through the magical mirror-like lake felt much different than what you remember a few days ago. It was freezing cold but only for a few seconds. You didn’t feel wet like you thought you were going to but you did feel light as Jungkook helped you through. 

He was waiting on the other side along with the rest of the boys wanting to make sure you were more than okay. Once you caught your breath again, you gave them a smile allowing them to rest easy. While the others looked around in quiet contemplation you took the time to walk towards the entrance of the cave. 

Seeing the small cross waiting there had you stopping in your tracks. You felt the breeze blew through and into the cave, causing you to look up. When nothing caught your attention you turned back to the stone, trying to memorize it to heart. 

You felt something touch the back of your legs, causing you to turn but found nothing. The others had begun to make their way out, Hoseok’s eyes quickly landing on you before making his way over. 

“Do you think her parents hate me?” You asked quietly. 

“I don't think they would. It wasn't your fault.” Hobi comforted you. 

It hurt to think that you couldn’t remember anything from before. Your head couldn’t even come up with the things you could’ve done with Nabi before everything went wrong. You must have been friends with her before crossing into the other world. You had been coming to your grandparents home since you were a little kid. But your mind really couldn’t think of anything having to do wit her. 

“I want to know her story. What happened before and after everything.” You said, looking over at him. 

“I'm sure your grandfather will be more than happy to tell you after this, princess.” Yoongi passed by, giving you a smile. 

The familiar trek back to your grandfather’s house was easy. However once the building came into view and the back gate was left broken your eyes went wide and you rushed forward. 

“Wait!” Jungkook called out, having smelled something off with the house. “(Y/N)!”

You stopped at the patio, seeing most of the doors broken off or furniture thrown out into the open. The house itself was still standing but it was clear someone had forced their way in and were trying to find something specific. In this case you knew it was someone rather. 

“They were here.” Jungkook spoke up, his nose wrinkling up as he took a sniff around.

Your eyes began to sting, biting your lip to keep from making any loud noises to alert the others. However they could still easily see you picking up things with shaky hands.  

“Let's get a move on. We have to stay vigilant in case Hanseol left some of his men behind to guard the lake.” Namjoon added, looking around the trashed house. 

“I'm glad we told grandpa to stay back.” You spoke up, picking up a family photo.

“We'll help him rebuild later.” Jimin told you softly, picking up the other pictures that were thrown around. 

“All my grandmother's things.” Your breathing began to grow shallow, tears pooling at your eyes. 

“Here, I managed to find this in the rubble.” Jin came up to you, handing you a small metal circle.

“Her wedding ring.” You sniffled, turning the diamond over before putting it on your own finger. 

“It fits.” You choked on your tears, quickly being pulled into Jin’s embrace. 

Hoseok took your hand, fingers delicately running along the one that had your ring. You sniffled as his magic came from his own hands, wrapping themselves around the jewelry. He had a small smile on his face, looking proud of himself when he pulled back after he finished. 

“What did you do?” You asked, looking up at Hoseok.

“It won't fall off.” He explained with a smile. 

“So it's glued on?” Taehyung tilted his head. 

“It's magically glued on. She can take it off but only her–or us.” The witch explained. 

“Thanks Hobi.” You smiled, leaning up to give him a kiss. 

“You're welcome, Hun.” He smiled. 

“If I could, I would make you your own ring.” The boy rubbed the ring, smiling softly. 

“Your transfiguration is good though.” You told him. 

“Not perfect.” He shook his head. “And for you I want to make the perfect ring.”

“Why is it not perfect?” You asked. 

“Because I don't have my wings to perfect my spells. They are part of my energy and because they are gone things don't look as they should in my eyes.” He told you honestly, a sad look passing his eyes. 

You could easily remember the day you had met Taehyung for the first time. A boy who wanted to show you a magic trick–well what you thought was a magic trick at the time. It left you astounded and with wonder. You wanted to see more of what he could do. 

He was someone who left you wanting to know more about the childish side of things. It was who he was as a person, someone who could do so much and yet still stay as though nothing ever really affected him. You knew he was hurting as much as the others but that didn’t stop him from wanting to try his best to protect everyone just like the others. 

“I think everything you do is amazing. You got the others out perfectly. Wings or not, your magic is amazing.” You softly told him. 

Everyone had gathered outside in the courtyard in the middle of your grandparents home, watching as Namjoon seemed to fuss in and out of the building. 

“How will we get there? You say it's in Seoul.” Hwasa spoke up, looking as Namjoon seemed to close all the available doors to the house. 

“Bang Nim gave us some portal keys to enter.” He showed six different keys in his palms, all different sizes. 

“However I must let you all know, we will be heading directly into the facility. Be prepared to fight.” He took in a deep breath, looking around. “Are we all ready?”

“Are you?” Yoongi spoke up, looking at his closest companion. 

Namjoon turned to you, watching as you had a reassuring look this time around. “Always.”

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Stay Alive (44)

BTS poly!ot7 x Reader

Magical Creatures AU

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Warnings: none

A/N NOT BETA. Y'all I am trying my best to literally finish up the last four chapters. I just want to finally finish something lmao. But Just to let you know I am so happy to reach this part and get to the ending. As well as start new fics within this world. I quite like it honestly.

There was a melancholic feeling within your chest that made you ponder about the actual aspect of the world you were in. It was beautiful–something you could only ever think of as a utopia for the world you actually came from. It was wondrous, excelled in places the human world could never reach. But just like there were people who wanted more in that world–they were much worse here.

You watched as the creatures who were able to fly travel around in the sky–dragons flapping their wings or fearies swerving their way through buildings, had you astounded. Things you thought were made believe in stories or movies were in front of your eyes. It was a childish wonder you seemed to have within you that caused those feelings. 

However the more you thought about what brought you to that place made you realize that even if things were magical–it won’t stop evil from taking root. No one would ever be safe from those kinds of things. 

You smiled sadly as a group of sprites began to pass the balcony patio you were waiting outside of. A tiny one stopped when they had spotted you. It grew closer to your nose, stopping right between your eyes. You flinched a bit as some of the dust that seemed to fly off it made your nose tickle. You sneezed without wanting to, blowing the sprite away a good distance. 

You looked at the mad creature wide eyed, the humanoid sticking its small tongue out at you. You sighed again as it flew away to join its group once more. 

“Is everything alright, Little one?” You turned around from the railing, finding Namjoon striding his way over to you. 

“Yeah, I'm fine.” You smiled softly. 

“I can see your head working a mile a minute.” He spoke quietly, pressing his chest to yours as he leaned in to place his forehead against you. 

“Please don't shut us out.” He whispered. 

“I'm not trying to. I just want to process some things.” You sighed, turning around to face the city once more. 

“Can I join you?” He asked, moving to your side to take in his home. 

“Always.” You leaned against his arm, allowing yourself to fall into his warmth. 

He had his arms out in the open, his skin on display. Your fingers softly rubbed at his scarred skin, feeling the bumps from the cells that had healed over. You were glad to know he was no longer in pain or that his lesions were open. You figured now that he was back home his healing was much better than they were. 

“It felt like just yesterday you were walking into my room to take care of me.” Namjoon began to speak. 

“I remember that day because it was the day I met someone who told me for the first time in years to have a good day.” You looked up at him with furrowed eyebrows, a bit unsettled that no one had bother to do that before. 

“Someone who didn't know what they had gotten themselves into but still chose to help those in need.” He turned to you, sliding his hand down your arm to hold you own. 

“I'm sure lots of others tried before me.” You spoke quietly, watching as his warm fingers encased your own between his. 

“But none of them were you.” Namjoon placed his forehead against yours, smiling at you as your nose bumped with his. 

“You make our coven feel complete. Like everything we went through could not compare to what we would have now.”

Everything they went through? The pain, the sorrow, the idea of them having spent 10 years against their will being underground made you want to throw up. You knew there were more people out there who faced the same problems they did–magical creatures or not–but knowing it was you who brought that upon them made things worse. 

Nothing would ever change what you had done–what had happened to you in the past. You had grown up innocent from what you went through, having no memory of what they had done to you. To this day you still don’t even remember, Bang telling you that while he did give you your memory back your own brain has those memories locked away for your well being. 

“You shouldn't have to have felt that way though. Because of me you guys were kid—”

“Lead to you. Even if we stayed there forever we still had you.” Namjoon cut you off. “And we weren’t the only ones who went through something terrible. Even if you might never really remember what happened to you, you were on the verge of death. You could have died and we never would have met.”

“Nabi–”

“Protected you. Led you to us. Call it what you want. But you wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for her.” He tried to tell you. 

You would never be able to know what she had been thinking since the moment she had passed. You didn’t even know what she might have been feeling at the moment–only those with magical powers could really figure it out. You wanted to have the chance to know her more. Figure her out the way you might have when you were a kid but you didn’t know how things worked in this world. 

“I can't imagine you staying there for so long.” You went back to rubbing at his arm, feeling the planes of his tanned skin. “You're getting better.”

“The magic in our home helps us heal better. Hobi has been helping with our physical wounds and learning more.” Namjoon explained, a smile slipping onto his lips. “It's what we have to do to prepare ourselves for the fight. Hanseol has an army behind him now. Especially with Kang on his side. But we have to try and save everyone.”

You began to frown again, thinking about having the boys go back to that place all over again. There was something in the back of your mind telling you it was the right thing to do. All those children who were taken from their home at a young age and the older people who were taken from their families. 

You wanted to stop them–you tried to. But you knew who they were and what they wanted to do from the beginning. As Namjoon said, you were the reason he found hope again. The reason they all did. So who were you to take it away from them to continue hoping for a better future for everyone they had come to care for in that facility. 

“Namjoon?” The both of you turned, finding Yoongi waiting at the door of the patio. 

“There you are, Princess.” He smiled softly, gums on display as he grew closer to the two of you. 

“Everything okay?” He asked you, placing a hand on your cheek to pull you into him. 

You gave him a smile, pulling your lips in for a small kiss. “Yeah. I'm fine, Yoongi.”

“Everyone is waiting for us. Let's head inside.” He spoke up when he pulled back, looking up at Namjoon who gave him a nod in understandment. 

All the other boys were waiting for you in the meeting room along with your grandfather. When you entered you gave the younger boys a smile, feeling content with the way they huddled around you to make sure you were okay. 

“Are you sure you boys are ready to go back? We can always send someone else.” Bang questioned.

“We were there the longest even if we weren't the oldest. The only reason we made it out was because of (Y/N).” Seokjin answered. 

“It could've been anyone.” You muttered to yourself, trying to make yourself feel better about the kind of staff Hanseol had in his personnel to not want to take the people out of there. 

“Besides, we're the only ones who know that facility inside and out. You'll have a better chance with us joining.” Hobi added, crossing his arms.

There was a sudden knock coming from the door which made all of you turn. 

“Come in.” Bang called out. 

You watched as the four Valkyries from Jin’s home walked into the room along with the swan maiden, IU. It seemed there was more people coming in behind them as well as more and more people shuffled in to fit in the large boardroom. 

“Are we late to the meeting?” Wheein smiled brightly. 

“We heard there was going to be a fight. We'd like to join in on the fun.” Solar laughed, smiling as all four of the valkyries stood with smirks. 

“Count my boys in as well.” A man with a deep voice called out, arms crossed as a group of 12 other men followed behind into the boardroom. 

“Seungcheol.” Namjoon began to grin, taking in the small army that had formed ready for orders.

The leader of BTS walked up to the man, pulling him into a hug as the clapped each other on the back.  

“Mingyu told me about your return.” Seungcheol smiled, patting Namjoon on the back. “It's a great thing to see you home. As for the fight, there's more than enough of us.” 

He turned to look at his boys, all ranging in different species from what you could tell. You weren’t able to determine much of who they were but you knew they had a faerie in their midst and some kind of animal that had cat like ears. You spotted the boy who was close friends with Jungkook, allowing the boy to let go of you as he seemed to get into a tussle with the other one again. 

You began to laugh as the way everyone seemed to be relaxed but ready to fight at a moments notice. You were glad people like them were willing to go to the trouble of bringing the others back. It didn’t make you worry any less about your boys but you knew they had others who were going to help them. 

Bang stood from his chair. “Then let's start prepping. The faster we save everyone the faster we can bring them back home.”

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Lollipop

↣ Summary: Seonghwa and his sweet tooth usually come out to play when you do. 

↣ Characters/Pairing: Seonghwa x reader

↣ Genre: Mature

↣ AU/Trope info: dom!seonghwa, bimbo!reader, 

↣ Word Count: 1.7k+

↣ Warnings: Shirabi, food play, nipple play, oral (f receiving), dacryphilia, 

↣ A/N: Seonghwa fucked me up this comeback bro. This isn't beta read. I literally wrote this 2 minutes ago lol.

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You tried your best to breathe in through your nose, allowing your body to relax its stiff muscles. It had been about 10 minutes since your arms and chest had been bound together, kneeled on the floor. However in those ten minutes you weren’t allowed to move from the spot the man had put you in. You were forced to stay on your knees, naked save for the pastel colored thigh highs you had arrived at the building in. 

Seonghwa, who sat on the couch on the other side of the room, was enjoying a lollipop as his legs spread open. He allowed himself to be as naked as you, getting off to someone just watching him in his nude form. One of his arms was stretched across the back of the couch as he barely paid you any mind. As he cleared his throat you looked up and watched as he shifted his hips to get more comfortable and his cock had moved across his stomach. 

Your eyes flew up to his mouth as he sucked on the lollipop one last time before taking it out, his lips forming a pop around the sweet candy. You licked your lips, looking down to the ground when his dark eyes found yours. He got up from his seat, his footsteps making their way towards you with small clicks of his boots. 

“Look at me, sweet girl.” Seonghwa breathily spoke, crouching in front of you. 

He took a hold of your chin, raising your head to meet his eyes. He began to grin wickedly when he saw how blown out your  pupils had gotten, your breathing shallow and your lids trying to hold off from falling close. He felt a swell in his chest watching you look so fucked out without even so much as a touch on your skin. You were easy to get high off his sexual power. 

“Want a taste?” He asked against your lips, waving the lollipop around. 

You glanced at the candy before turning to his lips. You could see the red of the cherry flavoring staining his lips. And when he went to lick his lips you saw how the color stuck to his tongue.  

He smiled proudly when he noticed where your head was going. “Such a pretty girl.” Seonghwa groaned deeply before dipping his head to give you a kiss full of tongue. 

You nearly fell over from his body practically shoving you back, but you were quick to gather your thoughts again, shoving back as your body straightened up. Seonghwa began to get up from his position, draggin you with him. With pressure off your knees, you felt relief. However it was short lived when the air blew onto your core. 

Seonghwa felt you shiver against him, your thighs clenching together as you squirmed from sensitivity. He cooed, pulling back from you. His eyes were wide, looking cartoonish almost as he looked at you like you were a precious ring he didn’t want to share with anyone else. He had his boyish grin, fingers digging into your cheeks as he rubbed at them. 

“This is what I want you to do.” He spoke up, leaning down to rub at your sore knees for a moment. 

“I’m not going to make you stay on your knees longer. I don’t like it when my baby has bruises.” He pouted, stretching back up. 

As he put the lollipop back into his mouth, he began to lead you towards the couch, pulling you to stand between his legs as he fell down onto the cushions. His hands skimmed over the back of your thighs lightly, fingers dipping between the crease where your thighs met your ass. You whimpered, causing Seonghwa to grin, as the tips of his fingers were met with the wetness that was dripping down the inside of your legs. 

He pulled the sweet from his lips. “I want you to keep this in your mouth and not make a single sound.” he tapped the lollipop against your lips, his saliva still coating the cherry treat. 

Your tongue poked out, ready to take it into your mouth and do as he asked but he quickly pulled it back. 

“Not yet.” He smiled. “Impatient baby.”

He stuck it back into his mouth to coat it once more, making sure it was covered with enough spit to not dry out the moment he pulled it out. When he did, you squeaked quietly as he quickly swirled the ball around your nipples, bottom lip pulled in between his lips as he watched with hungry eyes the red stain your body. 

As he finished with his ministrations he turned to look up at you with hooded eyes. “Now you have to be quiet.”

It didn’t take him a second between shoving the lollipop into your mouth to him placing his entire mouth around one of your breasts. Seonghwa was a careful lover but he was still rough when it came to how he ravished you. He didn’t like leaving bruises, but that didn’t stop him from leaving the ones he knew would fade in a day. 

Your teeth clench around the lollipop as you felt his teeth scrape against your hard nipples and how he seemed to suck as if he was trying to milk you. Your hands flew to behind his head, playing with his hair to distract you from the twitching of your limbs. Your knees began to wobble, swaying back and forth.

Seonghwa was quick to notice as he looked up at your scrunched up face and your need to grab onto something. So he moved his hands behind your thighs, holding you upright against him as he moved onto your other nipple. 

He pulled away with a pop, chin resting between your chest as he waited for you to look at him. When you did he smiled cutely. Without so much as noticing, you gasped around the lollipop almost choking on it when his hand softly cupped your core. His rubbed his middle finger back and forth on your lips, not touching your core fully just yet. 

“My baby is pretty. All for me.” He told you, eyes shining brightly. 

“I love you so much. You’re so good to me.” He pouted, looking down at his hand playing with your pussy. “All the messes you make when I touch you. I love it so much.”

He pulled his hand back, watching as a string of slick came off you, groaning when he quickly moved to place his finger in his mouth. His eyes closed shut, head falling back as he tasted you. “My sweet girl, so good.” He whispered to himself. 

“Seonghwa.” You whimpered around the lollipop, tears pooling in your eyes. 

Your knees knocked together, bouncing up and down to get stimulation in your core. Seonghwa tsked, placing his hands on your hips as he moved you to lay on the couch on your back. 

“My baby just wants to cum.” Seonghwa spoke out loud. 

He moved to his knees, coming eye level to your core. He watched as the tears began to well up and one fell down the side of your cheek. He began to grin wickedly, scooting down further to breathe gently along your slit. 

“Keep the lollipop in your mouth, jagiya.” 

His words blew across your core, making you want to close your knees together. But Seonghwa’s body was blocking you. 

“If it falls out,” He grinned. “I’m gonna have to punish you.”

His tongue laid flat onto your core after that. Since he didn’t tell you to be quiet this time, you let out a loud moan, almost choking on your saliva from the lollipop. He licked a large stripe from your hole up to your clit. You began to squirm, almost twisting away from him but he placed a hand along your hips to keep you from moving. 

Your lips closed around the candy, moaning in a hum with eyes squeezed tightly shut. From his position he could see the tears falling into your hair. Each tear only made him give your clit a suck as his tongued at your hole. When he noticed saliva spill from your mouth he started to suck you harder, focused completely on making you cum on his face. 

He moved his arms to hold your thighs up, fingers spreading you open as he mouthed harshly. As he began to suck on your clit once more, your eyes snapped open and you let out a cry that allowed the lollipop to fall from your lips. 

Your orgasm came as you full force and you began to whimper and cry from the waves that began to crash down onto you. Soenghwa didn’t stop, instead softly lapping at your clenching hole that pulled his tongue in. His eyes rolled to the back of his as he shut them to fall into the bliss that was your pussy wanting to clench on something. 

He groaned into your core, making your flinch from the overstimulation and whimper again. Seonghwa leaned up from his spot, grinning to himself when he noticed you trying to put the candy back into your mouth but your whimpers and tears were preventing you from making any kind of movement. 

“Awe, baby couldn’t hold it in her mouth.” Seonghwa cooed again, taking the lollipop from your chin. 

You sniffled, eyes opening to look at him. He leaned forward to lick at the sweet saliva that had dripped down the side of your mouth. He hummed at the cherry taste, licking his lips when his eyes moved up to watch you cry. 

“I don’t like when you cry over sad things. But your tears of pleasure make me dizzy.” He whispered against your mouth, slotting his hips between your legs. 

You whimpered again when you felt his hot cock between your pussy lips, wiggling to get him to where you wanted. 

“Can you give me more?” He asked you, forehead placed on yours.

He smoothed down the hair in your face, slowly rocking back and forth. The lollipop dangled from his fingers close to slipping. But when you sniffled again and gave him quick nods, he leaned back up and placed the treat back in his mouth. 

“My pretty girl gives so much.”

And so he slowly pushed himself in.

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