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spicyseonghwas · 1 year ago

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jealous ; ten lee

pairing :: ten chittaphon x male reader genres/au's :: angst, fluff, romance viewer rating :: 13+ (pt.2 WILL contain sexual content) content warnings :: light cursing, crying, kissing, light makeout session, reader calls ten "cheetah" which is a reference to part of the pronunciation of ten's legal first name word count :: 1,646 (1,482 words originally) network tag :: @preciousillusions-net

pt.1 ; pt.2

ten had never had to live without you, not even before he knew there was a heart as pure as yours out there in the world. you had been right there by his side for so long, forgiven so many of his mistakes, that the idea of you not there next to him was excruciating to think about. he couldn't bear it. the thought and sound of your name was beginning to burn a hole in his heart.

you had been in love with ten for years and years now, but you were still absolutely terrified to tell anyone, especially him. he was perfect, you had always known it. he had always treated you like a king, and you had always tried your hardest to treat him the same way in return for his efforts. but it was starting to hurt now, you were starting to feel sort of lonely. and you didn't know who else to go to, because you couldn't just CONFESS TO TEN…

so you went to johnny.

"i… i just don't know what to do, johnny," you whimpered, tightening your arms around johnny's chest and hiding your face with a tiny whimper. "it… it hurts so fucking much…"

"i know it hurts, m/n," he whispered softly back to you, "trust me. i know firsthand how bad love can bite." he tangled his fingers carefully int the baby hairs on the base of the back of your neck, rubbing soft, firm little circles into the muscles in your neck.

"what the hell am i supposed to do, johnny??" you cried into his chest, "i can't keep this from him forever, he's my bet fucking friend! he has a right to know!"

"yeah, but how exactly are you gonna go about telling him this after all the shit you've pulled him through with the rest of the relationships he's tried to commit to?"

"i-i dunno. i guess i'll just have to tell him… he's gotta know." you said quietly, burying your face in johnny's neck. "i'm scared though…"

"i'll be right here the whole time, m/n." johnny whispered into your ear, hugging you tight. "you just tell me when you're ready."

~+~

you inhaled as deeply as you could without hurting yourself, lifting a shaking hand and knocking softly on johnny's door.

"johnny?"

"i'm here." johnny's soft, husky morning voice floated through the material of the door, followed by soft footsteps coming up to the door on the other side. then the door cracked open and johnny's face peeked out.

"what's up?" he asked, peeking around the door and smiling when he saw that it was you on the other side. he opened the door a bit more to hear you better.

"i… i'm ready." you nearly whispered as you tried your best to steady your voice.

"yeah?" he replied, "you're sure?"

you nodded.

"yeah." you said softly, taking deep breaths to try to control your heartbeat a bit.

johnny smiled reassuringly, silently telling you that everything was going to be okay.

"let's go, then."

~+~

"ten?" johnny called softly, knocking on the thai boy's door for the third time. "ten, you there?"

"y-shit, yeah, i'm here." you heard from what sounded like ten's bed, "i'm coming, hang on- DAMN IT, LEO- FUCK-"

"NEVER HAVE CHILDREN, JOHNNY!" ten burst out the second he'd opened the door enough to see johnny.

"ten- ten, you don't have any children…" johnny's voice trailed off and floated away as he looked up and down ten's arms at the fresh cat scratches that adorned them.

"having cats sucks. cats count as children, johnny."

after a long moment of awkward silence and a lingering, slightly worried look between you and johnny, ten finally realized there was a reason he had guests at his room at ten at night.

"what's up, guys?" ten finally asked, "is there something i should know?"

"...yeah," johnny said after a moment of stunned silence, "we need to- m/n-" he corrected himself as he looked at you- "needs to talk to you about something. it's something that's really important to him."

"sure! what's going on, m/n?" ten asked, looking over at you as he backed up to let you into the room.

johnny waved to you, giving you a soft, reassuring smile and a gentle squeeze on your shoulder. you waited till he left before following ten into his room. you followed his gestures for you to sit on the bed next to him.

"so what's up, bestie?"

"i... ten, i'm just gonna say this bluntly to preserve my sanity..." you said, taking a deep breath.

"i love you."

"i'm aware of that, m/n."

"what..." your voice trailed off into stunned silence. "n-no-no, ten, i love you. i'm in love with you." you repeated, looking blankly at ten, who simply blinked back at you in silence.

"m/n, we are best friends, i can feel your emotions." ten stated, "i basically live in your fucking walls. i can tell when you're hungry, that's how close we are."

"...ten, that was me confessing my love for you."

"i am completely aware of that, and you seem to be having some trouble accepting this information."

"i-what-TEN, SHUT UP-" you started. but you weren't able to finish your sentence, as your aggravated yelling was cut off and your wrist- the one you now found to have made it halfway towards ten's shoulder with a balled up fist- was suddenly in a tight grip. you felt the weight of ten's whole body press into your own as he pushed you backward onto the bed. your heart raced up into your throat as you felt your back hit the covers.

"ten, what-" you started, but again never finished as you felt ten's lips connect with yours. your face heated up like the air in malaysia, and your eyes fluttered clsosed as your whole body have in to ten's surprise advances.

your face was still hot and your heart was still racing when ten finally broke the kiss, looking as always as though he had never broken a sweat in all of his 27 glorious years of life. ten smiled happily, one hand slipping into yours and the other underneath you as you felt his nose nuzzle your neck. he and you were silent for a while, just relishing in each other's presence, and the event that had just transpired.

but ten wasn't only thinking about the kiss... it was actually starting to slip from his mind.

no...

ten was thinking about johnny.

he was thinking about how much more often you had been hanging around johnny lately, and how much less you seemed to want to spend your time with him, your best friend. it was making his heart hurt, he was scared you were growing away from him.

"you're not really in love with me, are you?" he blurted, not registering that the words had even come out of his mouth until it was already far too late.

"what?" you snapped, sitting up in a panic. "what? ten, i jusst confessed my undying love for you. i just fucking kissed you! what the hell makes you think i'm not in love with you?? who the hell told you that??"

"no one, i just... you've been hanging out with me so much less nowadays, it's making me think you're growing on me a little too much. i'm starting to think you don't enjoy being around me anymore..." ten's voice trailed away, cracking a little as he turned away to shield from your eyes that one single tear that had rolled down his cheek.

"ten, i've been spending time with johnny because i'm a 127 member. we're in the middle of promotions, i have to spend time with him. i have to spend time with my group mates sometimes too! i spend half my life on a stage with them..." you said softly, scooting over and wrapping your arms carefully around ten's slim waist. "just because i'm hanging out with my friends doesn't mean i don't like spending time with you, ten, i love you. my heart aches for you every time you're not there. i. love. you, ten."

ten shook for a moment in your arms, sniffling a bit as he wiped tears from his and eventually turned to look at you.

"y-you promise?" he whispered, looking into your eyes with his own teary ones and nearly breaking your heart in the process. you smiled softly, nodding and moving your hand up to wipe the tears gently off his face.

"yes, ten, i promise." you responded quietly but also a little aggressively. "you're my cheetah, no one else gets to have you."

ten finally smiled, leaning in for another kiss. you obliged, closing the distance and letting your lips mould with his as your arms moved up and wrapped around his shoulders. you didn't remember crawling onto ten's lap, but suddenly you were there, and his hands were snaking carefully under the brim of your shirt. you tilted your head slightly to the side, letting your lips and his mesh together more ffectively, smiling and opening your mouth once when he licked your bottom lip, obviously asking for entrance.

"hmmm, such a bold boy," you hummed, tugging ever-so-lightly on ten's hair. you broke away and grinned like a devil when you felt and heard the other boy frowl quietly into your mouth. he pouted when you pulled back, crawling off his lap and pulling him with you by the hand as you moved backward onto your knees toward the head of the bed.

"c'mere, pretty boy," you growled playfully, grabbing him by the waist and latching back onto his mouth. "fuck me like you want me too..." ten grinned evilly, evidently having somehow managed to remove both your and his shirts without you noticing.

"gladly, darling," he purred, shoving you back into the pillows.

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wildernessuntothemselves · 4 years ago

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I'm Yours, You're Mine | 5

Word Count: 4.1k

Genre: Smut, angst

Warnings: Cheating, yandere!felix, sub!felix, mention of blackmail, public sex, pussy eating, guided masturbation?, fingering, hella jealousy, assault mention, jisung inclusion lmao

A/N: link to the gorgeous dress the OC wears made a super lovely anon thank you babe

GIF CREDIT

“What is taking you so long?” You grunt, walking into the kitchen to find the freckled boy pulling a tray out of the oven. At the sound of your voice, he springs up and flashes you a brilliant smile that explains just why he’s nicknamed the sunshine boy. You smile bitterly at the reminder. Oh, how you used to believe that.

“I just finished the brownies for the picnic, noona.” He chirps happily, looking so angelic, like a bad thought never crossed his mind ever.

Felix wants to take you on a romantic picnic date beside the river. He volunteered to do everything, making you both the food and drinks you’ll need so all you’ll have to do is sit there and enjoy the pleasant early summer weather.

Taking a deep breath, you steal yourself, preparing for the transformation you’ve come to expect from him. “Oh, we’re not going on a picnic. I changed my mind. I wanna go to the mall instead.”

You know the commercial, impersonal place would upset the sentimental boy, and that’s why you do it. The sharp fall of his smile makes your heart stop for a second and your body stiffen, preparing for an attack.

“What?” He asks gruffly.

“I need new summer clothes.” You try to appear nonchalantly.

“Can’t you do that any other time?”

“I want to do it today.” You shrug, stopping yourself from flinching as you see his jaw clench. “You promised you’d take care of me. You promised you’d do what I want.” You remind him of the promises he made after attacking you last time. The promises he made to make you give him another chance. You didn’t believe in any of his promises, and you were provoking him on purpose to prove that he can’t himself in check so you’d have a reason to call this whole thing off.

And it seems he’s getting there. “But we agreed on this date. I prepared a lot for this. I made you fucking brownies.”

“You promised you wouldn’t hurt me.” You accuse, and he flinches, his body immediately deflating as the anger rushes out of him. “No, I won’t. It’s okay. We can go wherever you want, noona. You just took me by surprise, that’s all.”

You didn’t expect this reaction from him. You thought he’d lash out again. Maybe it really was a mistake like he said, and you should give him another chance. You’re lost in contemplation when his soft, low voice breaks through to you.

“Would you at least try the brownies?” He pleads, his pretty eyes sparkling, making you believe that the universe truly is a cruel, uncaring place if the stars would agree to light up the eyes of someone like him. Still, you can’t resist the constellations reflected in his eyes and onto his cheeks, finding yourself compelled to lean down and press a kiss to his pouty lips.

You suck in a sharp breath at the exploding light that brightens his face at such a small action, like a supernova, blazing your cold heart.

“Okay.” You breathe, and he, giddy with excitement, cuts off a piece for you. You reach out for it but he swings his hand out of the way, wanting to feed it to you himself. You open your mouth and accept the food, biting a piece of it off and chewing it.

Felix watches you with bated breath, as if your opinion would win him a national baking competition. You’re scared by how much you’re enjoying his attention, and it scares you. It’s too easy to get addicted to him.

“How do you like it, noona?”

“It’s sublime.” You smile, the divine taste of the dessert and his angelic features could fool you into thinking you’re in heaven. How can one person give you such radically conflicting feelings? You feel like you’re teetering on the edge of a cliff, not knowing if at the end of fall you’ll be greeted by the refreshing ocean water or the jagged, deadly rocks.

Felix’s smile gets impossibly wider as he giggles. “I knew you’d like it, baby.” He leans in to give you a peck that’s sweeter than the food you just had.

______________________________

You can’t find anything you like. Nothing at all.

Frustrated, you turn to Felix who had been following you obediently like a little puppy through the countless stores.

“I don’t know. Do you see anything good?” You huff, and he seems surprised by your question, not having expected you to actually take his opinion, albeit how last choice it is. You feel bad. He not only didn’t complain like he promised, even though you cancelled the picnic he wanted, but he actually hyped you up and showered you with compliments every time you’d try on something new.

“What do you like your girl to wear?” You tease him, knowing your words will bring a pretty blush to his face.

“I--I like dresses.” He replies sheepishly.

“Yeah? Like what? Show me.”

It’s your turn to follow him around as he bashfully picks out a few dresses for you. You notice they're all so girly and pretty with bows and frills and lace. Seems like he has a type.

“Do you want me to try them on, baby?” You ask when he hands them to you.

“Please.” He breathes, impatient to see them on you and you think it's adorable how excited he is. You don’t wear dresses, and you know you won’t wear these, but you try them on just for him, not expecting how much his reaction will affect you.

"Wow." He sucks in a breath, his widened eyes taking in every inch of you. Smirking, you ask, "You like it that much?"

He nods vigorously, looking at you with adoration and want you’ve never had directed at you before. It takes your breath away, how genuine it looks, compelling you to do everything in your power to earn it.

The dress is made of a pretty pink Chiffon material, with a pink bow circling under the chest and a sweetheart neckline that exposes your collarbones and dips down to show quite a bit of cleavage, serving to emphasize your breasts that Felix can’t take his eyes off of. The contrast between the light and princessy look of the flowy skirt, and the seductive neckline hints at a certain corruption of innocence begging to be undertaken.

But just as you prepare to be engulfed in the sparkly blue-green of the ocean water, you find yourself crumpling over the rocks as Felix pulls out his phone to take a picture of you.

“You and your pictures.” You comment bitterly, happiness gone. “Gonna blackmail me over this too?”

He gasps, and the hand holding his phone immediately drops down, as if he couldn’t believe you’d say that.

“What, did you forget that you forced me into this?” You mock, “I bet you’re loving this. Making me do this. Dressing me up like I’m your doll? I bet your little dick is hard right now.”

He shakes his head, and you’re not sure if he’s trying to deny your words or just defend his actions. Pulling him close by his jeans, you press your thigh between his legs and laugh when it’s met by his hard-on. “See? I know everything that goes on in your sick brain.”

“Just wanna be good for you.” He whimpers, but even as he says that, his eyes fall to your breasts and his hand reaches out to run over the neckline of the dress you have on.

“Of course you do.” You snarl, and he cowers under your harsh tone. But like a kid at a candy store, he can’t stop his hand from straying, his fingers trailing down to circle around your nipples pushing through the soft material of the dress.

Grabbing his wrist, you bring his hand to your mouth and take his middle finger into your mouth, sucking on it lightly, grinning as his knees buckling and a small whimper leaves his lips. He tries to push you back into the fitting room but you don’t budge, taking his finger out of your mouth and humming. "I suddenly want something to suck on. Why don't you buy me a popsicle baby? I'm feeling hot."

He gulps harshly, "Yes, noona."

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Felix buys all the dresses for you and you keep wearing the pink one, wanting to make him suffer more through the trip.

You strut to the ice cream store, feeling unstoppable in your flowy dress with your lovestruck lover in toe, hand on your waist and eyes glaring at everyone, trying to fend off anyone who would try to approach you.

Felix sits you down in a booth at the far end of the store, hiding you from view as he goes to get what you want. You sigh, playing the skirt of your new dress, lost in thought about Felix and how you feel about him. He’s sweet, addictively so, but he’s volatile and that scares you. Would you pick him over Chan? What if he just wants you because Chan has you? Maybe this is some kind of sick competition for him. Or maybe it’s the contrast with Chan that makes you like him at all. Maybe you’re just upset with Chan.

Your thoughts are interrupted by a loud, cheery voice. “Noona, how are you?”

Coming out your daze, you blink, taking in the new figure. “Oh, hey, Jisung.”

“What are you doing here?” He asks giddily, eyes raking over your body, stopping over your breasts the same way Felix did, and lingers on them too long. You clear your throat, smirking as his eyes snap back up to your face as he flushes.

You’re quite aware of the crush he has on you. So better get rid of him before Felix comes and throws a tantrum. Unless…

This could be your chance to get back at Felix for what he did to you and for forcing you to go on this date. He can threaten to tell Chan on you but what is he gonna do to Jisung? Nothing.

“I’m just hanging with a friend.” You smile broadly, “Why don’t you join us?”

“Wouldn’t your friend mind?” He asks, already moving to sit down. You grin wickedly, “No, he’ll love it."

“Okay.” He sits down opposite you, unsuspecting of the storm about to come over. Right on time, Felix comes back with your popsicle.

“Oh, hey Lixie! This is Jisung. We work together.” You pull him down, ignoring the sour look on his face.

“Hey!” Jisung pipes up with a friendly wave that Felix doesn’t return. Felix pins the other boy down with a glare that makes Jisung shrink back.

“He’s just a little shy.” You reach over the table and place your hand over his to comfort him, a gesture that only makes Felix angrier and he in turn grabs your thigh under the table and squeezes it in warning. Turning to him, you pluck the popsicle out of his hand and take a big lick. “Hmm, this is tasty.”

You take the part of the popsicle into your mouth, giving Felix a wink before you turn to the other boy. “So, how have you been, Sungie?”

“Um… good.” He fidgets as you swirl your tongue around the popsicle in an obviously suggestive way.

“How's your girlfriend?” You ask, knowing full well that they broke up. His eyes follow your tongue for a second before he clears his throat and answers. “We’re not together anymore.”

“Oh, no!” You pout, lips cherry colored and glistening with melted ice cream. “That must be very hard for you, baby.”

You feel Felix’s hand clench around your thigh, but you don’t spare him a glance as you continue, “How have you been handling that?”

You place the popsicle back in your mouth, sucking on it enticingly as you eye Jisung up and down and wait for him to answer, but the poor boy can barely string his words together. “It’s--I’m...o-okay.”

Pulling the popsicle out of your mouth with a wet slurp, you smile while licking the tip of the treat. “I’m so glad. Hmm, this is so good.” You moan out, and extend the popsicle towards him. “Wanna try it?”

Jisung chokes on his own spit, and you can tell that a handprint will remain on your upper thigh from how hard Felix’s fingers were digging into your skin.

"No that's okay, noona." Jisung fidgets, and you know he’s rubbing his thighs together under the table. You ignore his refusal, pushing the popsicle towards his mouth. "Come on baby, open up for me."

He obediently opens his mouth despite his refusal, but before he can close his lips around the ice cream, you pull it away with a laugh. "Why don't you stick out your tongue for me?"

He sucks in a sharp breath and his eyes snap to Felix. You can only see the other boy from the corner of your eye, but the rage rolling off of him in waves more than explains the terrified look on your coworker's face. No, that wouldn't do.

Leaning over the table, your ass in Felix’s face barely covered by the short dress, you curl a finger under Jisung’s chin and turn his attention towards you. "Don't look at him baby. Keep your eyes on me."

He nods weakly and you smile, moving to sit back down when Felix grabs your hips and pulls you down onto his lap, a small gasp escaping from your lips as you feel his hard-on against your thin underwear.

Your grin grows bigger, and you grind down on Felix’s dick as you tell Jisung, "Now show me your tongue, baby."

The sight of Jisung’s glazed eyes and pretty tongue out like a cute puppy makes you moan a little, something only Felix can hear. You feel his hand move from your hip to your pussy, fingers rubbing over you now soaked panties. With a shuddering breath, you move the popsicle over Jisung’s tongue, delighted by how he doesn’t pull it back into his mouth until you tell him to.

"Such a good boy." You coo, and you feel Felix’s fingers slip under your panties to rub harshly at your bare pussy. Shuddering, you open your legs wider for him. "He's such a good boy, isn't he, Felix? I bet he'd never act out or disobey me."

Felix grabs your clit between his thumb and index finger and pinches lightly, making you jump in his lap and bounce on his cock, the two of you groaning out in pleasure and making poor Jisung whimper as he clutches hard onto the table to keep from touching himself.

Opening your legs wide, you order Felix, "Put your fingers in me. Wanna show you what you're not getting by being a brat."

His hand leaves the tight circles he’s drawing over you clit and dip down to your hole, plunging a finger right in. “Oh, fuck.” You shudder at the delicious intrusion and the thrust of Felix’s dick against your pussy, the both of you clearly wishing that was his dick instead of his finger.

“Feels good, baby?” You whisper back to Felix and he nods sharply, finger pushing in and out of you incessantly as if you’ll tell him to stop at any moment. "Yeah? Tell Jisung how it feels."

Felix growls against your skin, sinking his teeth into your shoulder angrily, not wanting to think about the other guy with you right now. But you don’t back down. "Tell him or I'll have him find out himself."

He stuffs another finger inside you, and obeys, voice grave and hostile. “Noona’s pussy is tight around my fingers. So soft and wet for me. Only me.”

You laugh breathlessly, bucking your hips against Felix’s hand so that your clit can rub against his palm. Poor Jisung’s hands were white from how tightly he was gripping onto the table, and you’re worried he would either break it or hurt himself.

“You getting turned on watching us, baby?” You drawl, getting his attention. “It’s okay. You can touch yourself.”

As if he was waiting for your permission, Jisung instantly sticks his hand between his legs, and humps against it to relieve some of the pressure.

“Good boy.” You murmur, and Felix abuses the spot he bit in your shoulder again, deeping the mark forming there and making his feelings clear about you praising another guy while he’s fingering you. "Did you fantasize about my pussy, baby?"

“Yes.” Both of them answer, and you laugh.

"Hmm, seems like you've got competition, kitty. Maybe I chose the wrong boy to play with."

Felix stops abruptly, pulling his fingers out of you and pushing you onto the seat next to him. Your heart beats rapidly against your chest, thinking that he’s about to make a scene. Instead, he slips under the table and pulls on your hips so your ass is at the edge of the seat. Yanking your panties off, he spreads your legs wide.

"Gonna prove to you that I'm the one for you." He buries his face in your pussy, angrily licking every little inch of it and sucking harshly on your clit.

“Oh, fuck---Felix!” You moan, grabbing onto his hair as he devours your pussy. “Good boy. This is exactly where you belong.”

From the barely open slit of your eyes you see Jisung frustrated and on the verge of crying as he’s not getting as much stimulation as he needs.

"Pull your pretty cock out for me baby.” You drawl, trying to entice him so he’d forget about being in a public place and give in to you. “Don't be scared. Noona wants you to be dirty."

He discards his fears, pulling his dick out and yanking on it fast.

“Good boy. Such a good boy.” You effuse, and under the table, Felix pulls back to slap your pussy in punishment, furious that you’re still giving Jisung attention even though he’s on his knees under the table eating your pussy out.

“Brat.” You hiss, tugging on his hair and pushing his head back between your legs, grinding your pussy against his face.

"Wanna cum, please." Jisung begs, and you tear your eyes away from Felix’s shiny and livid ones to look over at him. He doesn’t look pretty or angelic as Felix looks even under the cramped table and surrounded by the pink Chiffon as he ignores his need to breathe in favor of pleasing you. Instead, Jisung he looks sweaty and fucked dumb, his eyes barely focused and his jaw hanging open.

"Wait for noona." You gruffly answer, squeaking in surprise as you feel Felix’s tongue push inside your pussy, a growly moan ripping out of him as he feels your tight walls around his tongue.

"You are doing such a good job, kitten.” You purr down to your lover, fucking his pretty face.

“No, I can’t, n-noona… please.” He cries, and you glare at him. “I said wait.”

“Can’t….ahh...noona, I’m sorry….fuck, fuck!” He squeaks, body convulsing as little ropes of white stain his shirt.

Seeing the mess he makes, you’re tipped over the edge yourself, cumming on Felix’s tongue and closing your thighs around his head, trapping him there. Obediently, he stays still as your hips buck a few more times against his face before your body relaxes and your legs fall open.

Felix gives your pussy a couple of soothing licks before he pulls your dress down and emerges from under the table, his face glistening with your cum. Yet somehow, he still looks as delicate and beautiful as ever as leans into your hand cupping his cheek.

“Good boy.” You murmur, your other hand reaching out to palm his crotch when a wet spot surprises you. You raise an eyebrow "oh?"

"I'm sorry. I know you didn’t say I could cum. I just wanted this for so long. Wanted to make you feel as good as you make me feel." He sobs, thinking you'll laugh at him. But you find it so incredibly sexy and flattering. You never thought you'd meet a guy who enjoyed pleasing you that much.

"You did good, baby." You beam, patting his cheek. ”Sitting there while I flirt with another boy? Maybe next I just make you watch while I fuck him. How does that sound? I bet it will make your little cock so hard, you little pervert."

He shakes his head violently, getting upset. "No, please don't. It would kill me. I love you so much." He breaks down and starts babbling about how he never wanted it to be this way. How sorry he is, begging you to not do this again.

"Hush, my dumb kitty." You press your finger against his lips to stop him from talking. “It’s okay. How about we go home and get cleaned up then have some coffee and brownies?"

He nods gratefully, and you’re about to get up when you hear someone cough. You look in front of you and remember that you had a guest.

“Oh, Jisung. Let’s talk tomorrow, okay?” You say, pulling Felix up and ignoring Jisung’s protests, and walking to the door.

However, Jisung isn’t the only one with something to say. As you’re about to leave the shop, an employee intercepts you. You can immediately tell what he’s going to say from the severe look on his face.

“Please, don’t try to come back to our shop or we’ll have to call the police.”

You nod, cheeks burning in humiliation as you run out and drag a smiling Felix behind you to the car.

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When you head off to work a few days later, you wonder what you’re going to say to Jisung. You had set off to work with a promise to Felix that you’re not gonna pursue anything with the brunette, but he weirdly didn’t seem particularly concerned about the matter, despite how upset he was that day.

Yes, you’d been extra nice to him these past few days, acting much more receptive to his affectionate ways and responding in kind, but you still didn’t expect that much change.

Your brain is buzzing with all the possibilities about how Jisung will react and your lover’s one-hundred-eighty flip in attitude as you step into your office, but then you realize that Jisung isn’t there at all. Asking around, you find out that he’s at the hospital. Apparently he’d injured himself while playing with a knife. You roll your eyes. That boy is a danger to himself.

Still, you decide to go check up on him at the hospital.

You expect him to act awkward around you, to blush and stutter and look away. What you don’t expect is the sheer horror on his face upon seeing you.

“Wow, did I scar you that bad?” Is the first thing you say to him once you’re inside his hospital room.

“Why are you here?” He asks shakily, staring behind you as if he’s expecting someone to pop out from there.

You frown, “I realize I may have crossed the line yesterday but I just wanted to make sure you’re alright."

“I’m fine. Now please leave.”

“Thanks, I’m so reassured right now.” You roll your eyes, moving closer to him. ”How did this even happen? How does one stab their own leg?”

But as you reach out to touch his shoulder, he screams. "Don't touch me! You can't touch me!"

"What's going on? You're freaking me out." You jump back, and once again, he looks behind you. "Does he know you're here?"

"Who?"

"Your boyfriend."

"Chan?” You ask, confused. What does Chan have to do with this? “He doesn't even know you."

"No, Felix. The one that was with you yesterday."

"Felix? He's not my---" Your face suddenly falls as a horrible thought crosses your mind. No. It can’t be. "Did he do this to you?"

Jisung pales and shakes his head violently "No. I told you it was an accident. Now please leave."

He seems to be on the verge of breakdown, and maybe you should try to calm him down, but your mind is in an upheaval right now, and all you could think of is running to Felix to prove to yourself that you’re just being crazy. He would never do something like this, would he? It can’t be. It’s simply outrageous. But then again his weird change in behavior, his volatile attitude that always keeps you on edge… No, that’s crazy talk.

Numbly you go out of the room and make your way to your car to head back home. You’ll talk to Felix and he’ll tell you how stupid you’re being, and it’s all gonna be alright.

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A/N: this chapter was written so quickly because of all the lovely feedback you guys gave me so yeah feedback feeds me

#felix smut #stray kids smut #felix angst #stray kids angst #yandere!felix #sub!felix #sub!idol #dom!reader

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andvys · 3 years ago

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Fine line part eight

warnings: fluff, angst, violence

pairing: ellie williams x reader

Ellie didn’t even register the sound of thunder rumbling or the rain pattering against the window in the early morning hours.

The first thing she noticed was the comforting feeling of you clinging to her as her arms were wrapped safely around you. You were laying on top of her, with your head on her chest.

This wasn’t the position you were in last night, no, this was much more intimate but Ellie wasn’t complaining, she liked the feeling of having you in her arms, the urge to protect you was big, to give you comfort and warmth.

Looking down at you, she wondered how she could ever hate you, you looked so sweet and precious, as if anyone could actually hate you.

But you didn’t just look that way, you were sweet and precious. You always helped everyone around you, you cared for other people more than you cared about yourself, you always put the needs of others first. You didn’t care about yourself and that worried her, she knew you would sacrifice yourself to save others. You were always out there, looking for supplies, looking out for people who needed saving but you always neglected yourself, you wanted to do good for others. You always had to be the hero.

Maybe that’s why she tried to convince herself that she hated you when in actuality she cared deeply about you and she knew this would get her heart broken because you were gonna get yourself killed sooner or later.

So she thought, pushing you away and hating you to get rid of her feelings was the only way not to get her heart broken but she was wrong, so wrong. The more she pushed you away, the more she tried to hate you, the more intense her real feelings have gotten.

Ellie was snapped out of her thoughts when you began to stir in your sleep. Her heart began to race under your palm, this time you were gonna wake up together. The few times you ended up cuddling in your sleep, one of you would always be up first, so it was never weird or uncomfortable between you but this time there was no running away from it.

“morning Ellie.” she heard you whisper softly as you stayed in that position.

“morning y/n.” Ellie whispered back, nervously.

‘that’s not what friends do right?’ Ellie thought to herself.

‘we weren’t even friends and we cuddled already..’

“it’s still storming.” you pointed out when you heard thunder crashing.

“yeah.. we’re still gonna be here today.” Ellie said.

You didn’t know what it was about her but she made you feel safe and warm like no one else did before. You weren’t one for cuddling or hugging but when you woke up in her arms for the first time, it felt like the most comfortable place in the world.

You never thought you’d end up in the arms of your enemy and yet here you were and you wouldn't want it any other way.

Well, you weren’t enemies anymore you were friends now but still.

Two days later you were on the way back home to Jackson, the storm hasn't fully passed yet but just enough to drive, luckily it wasn't raining too heavily.

You and Ellie spent the past two days playing cards and talking about everything and nothing. You thought it would be boring and dreadful being around her for this long but you were surprised to find out that you actually liked talking to her and spending time with her. Maybe you even liked it a little too much.

“so.. you excited to go home?” you asked.

“uh yeah.. I guess.” Ellie said “what about you?” she asked.

“not like I'm gonna stay for long.” you shrugged, looking out of the car window.

Ellie furrowed her brows, a dreading feeling set in her stomach.

“what do you mean?” she asked.

“I mean.. I’ll probably rest for a few days before Maria sends me off again.” you told her, looking at her you noticed she had a frown on her face.

“we found the supplies though, it’s enough, you don't have to go out there anymore y/n.” she stated anxiously. She didn't want you to go. Especially not alone.

“it’s never enough, Ellie.” you said “besides.. I don’t really have a home anymore and it’s not like anyone is waiting there for me.” you shrugged. Just thinking about being back in Jackson made you feel alone and miserable.

You were surrounded by a lot of people in Jackson and yet you felt more alone in there than out here.

Outside of Jackson, you knew there wasn't anyone but you, so it was okay to be alone, it’s what you chose for yourself but you had no one in Jackson.

No friends, no family, nothing.

Sure you got along with Dina and Jesse but they were Ellie’s friends and you only went on patrols with them.

You were alone.

No one would mourn you if you would ever die out here and no one would come looking for you if you went missing.

“that’s not true y/n.” Ellie sighed, looking over at you she noted the sad expression on your face. “there are people waiting for you.”

You knew she was just trying to make you feel better but it was okay. You have made peace with the thought of being alone and dying alone.

“it’s okay Ellie.” you assured her.

‘it’s not okay.’ Ellie thought to herself, she hated that you felt this way.

“y/n it’s- oh no fuck.. you gotta be kidding me.” she mumbled in anger, when the car began to slow down, indicating that you ran out of gas.

“shit.” you mumbled, looking out of the window, you realized you were in the middle of nowhere, it was a wooded area and you had no gas left. Great.

“that’s just great.” Ellie muttered under her breath.

Ellie grabbed the map, looking at it in concentration.

It was raining outside and didn't look like there were any towns nearby or a gas station or something.

“there's a cabin close by and the next town is a few miles away from where we are right now.” she told you, showing the marked up area in the woods where the cabin was. “i bet we’ll find some gas there.”

“can we leave the car here?” you asked, worried about the supplies.

You haven't run into anyone in the past few days but you could never know, people are everywhere.

“we have no choice, staying in here isn't an option, we gotta go get some gas anyways, if we’re lucky we’ll make it back by tonight and if not then we stay in that cabin overnight and then come back here.” she said, eying you, she noticed that you were worried.

“okay..” you sighed before you opened the car door, to get out. Luckily the rain wasn’t too heavy but you’d still be drenched by the time you’d come back.

Ellie opened the trunk and started to put some supplies into her backpack.

You came up next to her and started doing the same.

“here..” she offered you a switchblade, it was a black one. You looked up at her before you accepted it, eying it. You talked about needing a new one a few days ago.

It warmed your heart that she remembered it.

“thank you.” you smiled at her, noticing the blush on her face.

“it’s nothing.” she said, smiling back at you.

You were walking for an hour now, your clothes were wet, water ran down your hair and your face and you just felt very uncomfortable. Luckily it stopped raining a few minutes ago but you were sure it wouldn’t be long until it would start raining again.

You managed to find the cabin and checked it out to make sure that it was safe for later before you kept walking towards the town.

You were finally getting closer when you saw the first buildings up ahead.

“look..” Ellie said, pointing to the first store. It was a clothing store or at least it used to be one.

Sighing out in relief, a small smile appeared on your face “we should get rid of these clothes and get some new ones.” you said, walking inside the store.

“yeah..” Ellie mumbled, following you inside.

After you made sure the store was safe, you started looking at the different types of clothes. A dress managed to catch your attention, a smile broke out on your face before you started chuckling to yourself. The thought of wearing a dress in this world, while killing some infected seemed ridiculous to you.

“you okay?” Ellie chuckled, when she saw you laughing while holding a dress in your hands.

Looking over at her, you noticed she had a slight smile on her face.

“yeah it’s just..” a smirk appeared on your face “i’m trying to imagine you in this dress right now.” you said as you began laughing when a disgusted expression appeared on her face.

“please don’t.” she groaned as she rolled her eyes.

You chuckled at her before you put the dress back and started looking for something useful.

You managed to find some suitable clothes, you were about to ask Ellie if she was done when something else caught your attention.

You picked the items up and held them up in front of you.

“hey Ellie.”

“yeah?” she asked, turning around to face you, her eyes widened when she saw the lacy underwear in your hands.

“the black ones or the blue ones?” you asked, smirking at her when a blush appeared on her face.

“uhhh-“ she started, scratching the back of her neck “black.” she mumbled before she turned around again, closing her eyes, she took a deep breath.

Now she couldn’t get the picture of your half naked body out of her head.

You chuckled to yourself at how flustered she’d gotten. You never thought you’d see a blushing Ellie someday, let alone you being the reason for it.

You put your backpack down and took your wet flannel off, cringing at the feeling of wet clothes against your skin.

“ugh.. i’m so wet.” you mumbled as you grabbed the hem of your shirt, pulling it over your head, leaving you in a black bra.

A smirk appeared on Ellie’s face at your words “are you now?” she chuckled turning around to look at you, her eyes widened once again when she saw you pulling your shirt off.

She couldn’t help but stare at you, at your soft, beautiful skin. Eying you up and down, she gripped the shirt tightly that she held in her hands.

Your eyes widened as well, when you saw the way she was looking at you. A weird feeling shot through your body.

But for some reason you didn’t mind having her stare at you.

“we uh- we should-..”

“yeah..” Ellie mumbled, turning around again.

Leaving the store, there was a weird tension between you and Ellie, something that hasn’t been there before.

You tried to ignore it and rather focused on trying to find gas but you weren’t that lucky this time. You tried to siphon some gas from the cars that were left standing around but they were all empty.

You were beginning to get frustrated, if you wouldn’t find any gas you would have to keep going into the next towns and you weren’t sure if there was any gas.

Ellie was about to say something when you heard the sound of car coming closer.

You and Ellie looked at each other wide eyed before she grabbed your hand pulling you behind a car. You crouched down and gripped your shotgun tightly in your hands.

You hoped whoever was coming your way would drive by but you weren’t as lucky as you hoped you would be, the car stopped close to where you and Ellie were.

Peeking out from behind the car, you could see four men getting out of the car, a dreading feeling set in your stomach. Running into a group of men never ended good.

“shit..” you mumbled, you felt your heart beginning to raise, this reminded you to a similar setting when you and Ellie ran into a larger group back in Colorado when you were on your way to Texas. You almost got yourself killed trying to keep one of the guys off Ellie when he tried to throw his knife at her and instead threw at you when you moved in front of her, the blade pierced through your shoulder. The wound was still healing and you knew it would leave a big scar.

“it’s just four y/n.. we fought more before.” Ellie whispered behind you as she put her hand on top of yours, squeezing it.

You nodded, trying to calm your racing heart.

It’s not that you were scared to fight them or kill them, you’ve done this a dozen times before. You were worried that things would go sideways and they’d manage to hurt Ellie or worse. You knew she could handle herself but still.

That’s why you liked doing these things alone, you didn't have to worry about anyone else, you could just focus on yourself and get it over with.

“spread out.” a voice shouted “find them.”

You and Ellie glanced at each other in curiosity. Who were they looking for? They couldn’t be looking for you could they? As far as you knew, no one was after you. But something told you these men didn’t have good intentions.

You saw all the men, going off into different directions, this would make it easier for you to kill them.

You and Ellie nodded at each other before you went to get up but Ellie put her hand around your wrist and pulled you back making you look at her “be careful, please.” she whispered, looking at you with a worried expression.

You nodded, “you too Ellie.” you whispered, smiling at her before you got up to follow one of the men who went into the gas station.

You saw him going into the backroom so you went inside hiding behind the large shelves to avoid being seen, pulling your shotgun back by the sling you grabbed the new switchblade Ellie gave you earlier.

You walked towards the backroom slowly, you could hear the guy opening the drawers in the room, clearly searching for something.

Taking a deep breath, you looked inside but you couldn't find him, furrowing your brows you turned around only to run into a hard chest, startled you stepped back and looked up to see the tall man in front of you.

“looking for me?” he smirked at you.

You didn't even hesitate before you tried to stab him but he managed to catch your wrist, gripping it tightly, you tried to pull your hand back but he overpowered you in strength. He put his other hand around your throat and pushed you into the room harshly, throwing you over the table.

You fell off the table, down to your knees, you grabbed your shotgun quickly and turned around, falling back against the floor the man was about to shot you but you beat him to it, the loud shot went off, throwing him back against the wall as blood splattered everywhere.

“fuck..” you mumbled, this alerted the others.

You quickly got up and grabbed the man’s gun before you ran towards the entrance of the store, you peeked out to see one of the men running towards the gas station.

You didn't hesitate to get up and aim your gun at his head, he looked at you with eyes, clearly not expecting that but before he could react you already shot him.

His body dropped to the floor.

You heard a shot go off not too far from you. Your heart began to race at the thought that it might be Ellie that got shot instead of one of the men.

You ran out and hid behind one of the cars, trying to find the rest and Ellie. You looked around but you couldn't see anyone.

Your hands started shaking and your breathing got heavier by the second. For some reason you felt the deep fear of losing her all of the sudden. All sorts of pictures started running through your mind.

This moment reminded you of when you lost your mom, it happened in a similar setting, you were looking for her but couldn’t find her until you heard that gunshot.

“calm down y/n.” you whispered to yourself, trying to take deep breaths.

You heard glass smashing in one of the old stores on the other side of the street, you got up and ran towards it.

You ran inside to find Ellie standing over the dead body of one of the men, looking into the corner of the room you found another dead body with a bullet in his head.

You felt relieved to see that she was alright but you had to make sure.

You didn’t know what came over you but you couldn’t help but run towards her, hugging her from behind.

She stiffened at first but relaxed once she realized it was you. Warmth engulfed, feeling your arms wrapped around you but she asked herself what caused you to hug her, you were never the one initiating the hugs, she was the one that pulled you in at night.

“y/n?” she whispered, putting her hand on top of yours that were resting on her stomach, she grabbed them and turned around to face you, looking at you in worry as she noted the anxious look on your face.

She grabbed your face gently “are you okay?”

You were about to respond when you noticed the fresh cut on her face, blood was running down her cheek. Anger and worry filled you at the thought that one of them managed to get this close to her.

You put your palm against her cheek, eying the wound. “Ellie..” you whispered.

“it’s fine y/n.. it doesn’t hurt.” she assured you “are you okay?”

You didn’t respond and instead pulled her into a hug, hiding your face in the crook of her neck. She put her arms around you, holding you tightly against her.

You calmed down when she held you, she gave you the warmth and the comfort that you so desperately craved all these years, to think that it was her who made you feel this way overwhelmed you, you could’ve had this a long time ago and yet you decided to waste all these years.

You decided that you wouldn’t waste them anymore with acting like you hated her or with trying to push away your true feelings.

“come on, let’s get out of here.” Ellie whispered, rubbing your back softly.

You nodded before you pulled away from her, she grabbed your hand and pulled you out of the store, leading you towards the car the man came with.

You looked up at the sky, noticing the dark clouds, it was about to start raining again. This day just kept getting worse.

Ellie opened the trunk and sighed in relief when she saw a two gallons of gas standing there.

“fuck yeah.” she breathed grabbed one of them handing one to you before she grabbed the other one.

You siphoned the rest of the gas out of the car, you needed all you could find. Before you left to get back to the cabin.

Once again your clothes were drenched from the rain as you ran inside the cabin. Ellie shut the door and locked it. Darkness engulfed the room, the only source of light were the bolts of lightening.

Both of you were shaking from the cold rain and you didn’t have any spare clothes with you.

Ellie walked towards the fireplace and crouched down to start a fire.

Light appeared in the room after a few moments. The flames in the fireplace made the room appear warm and cozy unlike how you were feeling right now. You were shaking, water was dripping from your clothes and hair.

Ellie noticed the state you were in, she wasn’t feeling any better but you were out of clothes but she knew you’d get sick if you didn’t get rid of the wet clothes.

“take your clothes off.” Ellie told you.

You looked up at her, a surprised expression appeared on your face “huh?”

“take them off, we’re gonna get sick.” she said before she started taking her clothes off.

You looked at her with wide eyes as she took off her shirt, showing off her toned stomach and her strong arms before she started taking off her shoes and her pants.

She looked so beautiful, the light from the flame highlighted her beauty even more.

The rumble of thunder snapped you out of your thoughts, shaking your head at yourself, you looked down, hoping she didn’t catch you staring at her.

You bend down to take your shoes off before you started taking your clothes off as well.

You could feel Ellie’s eyes on you but you didn’t mind. You looked up at her, noticing that she was staring at you.

You looked at the open cut on her cheek, remembering that you still had to take care of it.

You grabbed your backpack and two blankets from the couch, handing one to Ellie. You sat down on the soft carpet in front of the fireplace and looked up at Ellie, motioning for her to sit down in front of you.

She sat down and put the blanket around her shoulders, still shaking from the cold rain. She eyed you as you poured some alcohol on a cloth. She couldn’t help but stare at your beautiful face, the way you hugged her earlier made her want to feel you even more. Her eyes fell to your lips.

You grabbed her chin softly and started to clean the wound on her cheek, making sure to be gentle.

Your heart began to race when you felt her hand on your thigh, biting down on your lip you looked at her to find her staring at your lips.

“all done.” you whispered, glancing at her lips.

She moved closer and grabbed your face gently.

You gazed into each other’s eyes before you both leaned in, smashing your lips together.

You were overwhelmed with emotions the moment you felt her lips moving against yours. The kiss was passionate yet gentle, her lips were so soft and the feeling she left you with was unlike anything you have ever felt before.

She deepened the kiss and pulled you into her even closer. Caressing your cheek with her thumb.

You pulled away from her, the kiss left you breathless.

Leaning your forehead against hers you opened your eyes to look at her, you didn’t even know what to say, the kiss left you speechless and by the way she was looking at you, you knew she felt the same way.

You didn’t need to say anything to know what the other felt, right at this moment.

Looking at each other was enough.

#ellie williams x reader #ellie williams imagine #ellie williams #tlou imagines #tlou ellie

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sirenascales · 4 years ago

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-> double black [part two] 18+

-> Chuuya x 1stPOV!F!Reader x Dazai

-> Who knew getting fired from work could lead to this?

-> Content: SMUT, slight angst, violence, murder, swearing

A failed friend date turns into a day of fun and laughs with a rather odd coworker. [Dazai x 1stPOV!F!Reader]

3,274 words

Warning: suicide ideation (like, it's Dazai, c'mon now.)

note: I'm glad some of ya'll seemed to enjoy chuuya's chapter! I decided to just upload Dazai's and then we can move on to the story. Please enjoy! Tags in the replies.

Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five | Part Six | Final || masterlist

"Keiko-- Keiko, it's two PM!" I said into the phone, sending an apologetic look to my coworkers. "And I'm at work. You can't be calling me, especially when you're drunk so early in the day."

"Uggghhhh, you're so mean!" I sighed softly at Keiko's response, the office phone on my desk beginning to ring.

"Keiko, I have to go now, I'm sorry! Call Taichi and tell him to bring you home."

"Wait-"

I ended the call, rubbing my eyebrows as I picked up the other phone. "Armed Detective Agency, how may I help you?"

It's been around three months since I've started working at the Agency, and I have to say, it was a pretty great job. It paid well, kept me on my toes with the many different cases we took on, and my coworkers were great... despite how weird they were.

"That's like the seventh time your friend called you this week," Ranpo spoke up from his desk, the man literally surrounded by snack wrappers.

I sighed deeply, rubbing my eyebrows. "I know, I'm sorry everyone. She's not usually like this... I know she likes to drink, but... never to this extent."

"Maybe there is something going on?" the cute Atsushi suggested and I frowned. "Maybe you can try to find out?"

"It wouldn’t be wise to just push yourself into someone's private life like that," Kunikida added and I nodded in agreement.

Of course I couldn't. Not with who her boyfriend was. I was her best friend, but even I knew not to step in. "Besides, she always says she's okay when I ask..." I said thoughtfully, too distracted to continue my work. I could believe her, right? Besides, she had Taichi. He loved her, and always made sure that she was protected and taken care of. He always made sure to be around her when he wasn't away, keeping her to his side at all times. I thought maybe he was being a bit too protective, but I also understood because of his... profession.

"Alright, alright, we have a schedule, people. Let's not get too distracted here," Kunikida exclaimed and I laughed softly. The only one with a schedule was the super punctual man himself, but I still went on to do my work.

"Speaking of work..." I started, unimpressed as I Iooked to the empty desk across the office. "Where the hell is Dazai?"

Atsushi just hung his head and sighed, Kunikida gritting his teeth at his desk. "I tried calling him but he wouldn't pick up," Atsushi sighed again and I huffed, standing up from my desk. "I'll take my 30 now. I'll be in the cafe and I'll try to get Dazai to bring his scrawny ass to work."

The Agency was on the fourth floor of the building while the cafe was down on the first, very convenient for me. I was lazy and the coffee and food was good. I dialed up Dazai's number as I descended the four flights of stairs, pressing my phone to my ear.

At the top of one flight, I stopped when I heard a familiar ring tone blare out, and when I looked down to the bottom of the stairs, I saw the man of the hour. His brown hair was wavy as ever, his signature tanned jacket looking immaculate. I watched as he just looked at his phone, watching it ring before he put his phone in his pocket.

I hated him. "So you were just gonna ignore me?!" I shouted down the stairs. Dazai whipped his head up, eyes going comically wide.

"Bella!" he exclaimed, practically running up the stairs right towards me. I gasped and back away quickly, back hitting the wall as Dazai caged me between his bandaged arms. His forehead pressed against mine and I will my face not to burn as he looked at me with those pretty brown eyes of his. "I missed you."

My heart skipped a beat, my mouth going dry. Still, I glared up at the man. "We just saw each other yesterday," I gritted my teeth, trying to ignore the feeling of his soft breath against my face. I was thankful my voice didn't crack. "And you have plenty of paperwork to do still on your desk."

"Ehhh, I'm tired and I'm busy," Dazai nonchalantly waved that off, now standing away from me and waving his hand dismissively. "Got better things to do."

I scoffed and crossed my arms over my chest. "Yeah? Like what?"

With that, Dazai took my hands in his, a hopeful look on his face. Here we go again. "Double suicide."

"No." I immediately declined him. "My answer is still the same as it was last week."

Dazai visibly deflated, covering his eyes dramatically. "Sweet death... she evades me yet again..."

"Yeah," I deadpanned, brushing past Dazai and heading down the stairs. "Anyway. I'm heading to the cafe to get something to eat."

"Oh!" Dazai exclaimed, hooking my arm with his as he quickly came up to my side. "I'll go with you!"

"You have work to do!" I yelled at him, trying to push him back up the stairs. "Go before Kunikida has an aneurysm."

"But I don't wanna!" Dazai whined, quickly turning the tables on me. Now he was behind me, his arms wrapped around me and pinning my arms to my chest. I felt his breath against my left ear and I shivered deeply. "I wanna spend time with you..." he whispered softly, his voice dropping. I bit my bottom lip, looking over at him over my shoulder. I shivered again, the usual brightness in his eyes gone. I've only seen that look on his face a handful of times, and it never failed to make me feel completely on edge. Like I was in danger.

I liked it.

"Ugh," I sneered, rolling my eyes and shaking myself out of his arms. "Fine, fine. I'll treat today, okay?"

"Yay!" Dazai's jovial nature returned as he followed me to the cafe. I shake my head at the strange duality of the man. We sat across from each other, the redheaded waitress named Lucy that obviously had a crush on Atsushi giving us some menus.

As I looked over the menu, I looked over at Dazai, the man humming as he mulled over his choices. I bit the inside of my cheek, just feeling that maybe there was more to Dazai than he let on.

The weekend soon arrived and I was in a bit of a sour mood. I was at the boardwalk, sitting on an empty bench after getting off the phone with Keiko. We were supposed to spend the day together, but she had called me thirty-minutes late, all of a sudden saying that she couldn't make it.

Her tone of voice worried me, she sounded rushed and breathless, totally unlike her. "I'm okay. I'm sorry for flaking out so suddenly," she said before she ended the call. I blinked at the screen, a bit put off by the entire thing. Just what was up with her?

Though I couldn't dwell on it, for there was a presence behind me. "Well, well, look what we have here," a teasing voice whispered into my ear before blowing into it. I shrieked, jumping off the bench before spinning around.

"Dazai!" I hissed at the laughing man standing on the other side of the bench. "You scared the crap out of me!"

"Bet it got your heart pumping, huh," Dazai hummed happily, skipping around the bench and right over to me. "Bella, I missed you~" he hugged me tightly in his arms. I sighed deeply, half-heartedly wrapping my arms around him in return and giving him a pat on the back.

"We saw each other yesterday."

"Eighteen hours is too long, bella."

I rolled my eyes, pulling away from the huge and giving Dazai a look. "You're so dramatic, dude," I say with a laugh, shaking my head. "What are you doing here?"

"Hmm, well I thought this would be a great place to think about how to commit suicide," Dazai began and I gave him another look. "But, I saw my bella looking so sad and lonely! I just had to rush to comfort her!"

Dazai hugged me again, squeezing me tight. I let out a struggling breath, writhing a bit in his hold. "You're killing me!"

"Oh! Let's commit do-"

"No, oh my God!"

I turned and stormed away from the suicidal man, shaking my head when I heard him call out for me. "Bella, wait!" He latched onto my arm, pressing his cheek against mine. "Tell me what's wrong. I am your trusted friend and coworker~"

"More like trusted pain in my ass," I mumbled before sighing, walking over to the boardwalk railing and staring out into the ocean. "It's Keiko. She was supposed to be with me today, but she just called and canceled..." I frowned deeply, eyebrows pinched in worry.

"What else did she say?" Dazai asked quietly, having gone serious once he saw the look in my face. "How did she seem?"

"Off..." I answered immediately before I looked over at my companion. "Or am I just imagining things? Yeah, I'm disappointed she flaked out but...." I hung my head. "I don't know..."

"Well, it could be nothing," Dazai suggested. "Or it could be something. There's no way for you to know."

I made a face at his vague ass answer before sighing again. "I can only trust her. She was the first friend I made when I moved to Japan, and I was excited to see her today. I've been having a rough time lately."

"Is something bothering you?" Dazai asked, and I shivered feeling his gaze on me.

"Eh... just depressed," I answered offhandedly. "Lonely. Normal sad girl shit, ya know."

That made Dazai snicker under his breath. "Yeah, I know. But luckily for you," Dazai started, arm draping around my shoulders and pulling me to him. "I'm here to save the day!"

I couldn't help it, I laughed before I wrapped my arm around his middle, letting him hold me against him. "You'll hang out with me today?"

Dazai grinned. "It would be my pleasure."

Time flew by so quickly, that I was surprised to look at my phone and see that it was damn near seven in the evening. Gaping, I looked up, seeing that the sky was slowly turning dark. "Holy crap, Dazai. Did we really spend the whole day out here?" I asked in shock, looking over at him. "What the hell did we do?!"

"What didn't we do," Dazai whined, slumping against me. "I'm tired... and you still wanna ride the stupid ferris wheel!"

"It's not stupid," I said with a pout. "Besides... we're already in line."

"Meh," Dazai grumbled, still keeping his body pressed against me as we waited in line. He was behind me, his chin pressed on my shoulder. I tried not to shiver as I felt his breath along my neck.

Soon enough, we were in our carriage and slowly riding up to the top. I took a few pictures as we did so, Dazai looking over in amazement.

"You think the drop from up here would kill me?"

"Yeah, and would scar everyone here."

"Oh yeah... can't have that."

I rolled my eyes, glancing over at him and pausing for a bit. Dazai was still looking out over Yokohama, an expression I've never seen before on his face. He almost looked... sad. Very handsome, his side profile absolutely perfect. But he still looked sad. I took a quick picture, smiling as I looked over it on my phone.

The carriage stopped and I couldn't help but grin as we just swayed softly up in the air. "Thanks for spending the day with me, Dazai. It would have sucked if I had spent it alone."

"Ahh, don't sweat it, bella. I couldn't possibly leave you out here alone," Dazai answered dramatically and I laughed and rolled my eyes.

I felt a vibration in my pocket and I grabbed my phone, smiling at the cute selfie that Keiko sent to me.

'I'm so sorry for bailing! I'll make it up to you, I promise! ❤ mwuah'

"Is that Keiko?" Dazai asked and I nodded, sending her a quick reply.

"Yeah. She seems to be doing okay," I said, feeling a bit relieved.

"That's great!" Dazai exclaimed, getting up from his spot and carefully making his way to sit beside me, much to my horror.

"Dazai! We're not supposed to move around!"

"We're fine!" he waved me off dismissively. "Now you can stop worrying about Keiko and focus on what's important. Me."

I raised my eyebrows at him. "You?"

Dazai hummed. "Yes, me. And how I'm taking you home tonight."

My jaw drops, face heating up at his words. "Wh-what are you talking about?"

"You know exactly what I'm talking about," Dazai answered, his voice dropping a bit as his gaze and entire mood changed. His gaze was darker now, his lips curled up in an almost dangerous smirk. "I think it's time we stop tiptoeing around each other and just take what we really want."

My mouth went dry and I quickly became flustered, turning my head away. Immediately, a hand is grabbing my face, Dazai digging his fingers into my cheeks as he forces me to look back at him.

"Nuh uh, you look at me when I'm speaking."

His authoritative tone makes me freeze, heart pounding in my chest as I stared at Dazai, completely bewildered. I knew there was something more about him than he had let on, and whatever it was, had me in fight or flight mode.

"Now, when we're done here, we're gonna leave and head back to my place, okay?" he asked me, but his tone made it seem like it wasn't a request, and it sure as hell didn't match the seemingly innocent smile on his face; not when it didn't reach his eyes.

I nodded, Dazai removing his hand from my face. His smile sent shivers down my spine.

"Good."

"Mmn... fuck, Dazai..." I moaned and gasped softly, the man on top of me littering my neck with angry red and purple marks, two of his fingers working inside my pussy. I was completely naked on his bed, Dazai only in his underwear-- and his bandages still wrapped around his arms and chest.

"Hey, what did I tell you?" Dazai whispered against my neck, curling his fingers and smirking when I cried out. "Call me Osamu. Don't make me tell you again."

I frantically nodded my head, crying out again as he sped up the pace of his fingers, his mouth moving down to my chest. "F-fuck, Osamu!"

"That's it," he whispered, taking one of my hardened nipples into his mouth. My fingers curled into his soft brown hair, head tilting back and eyes screwing shut as Dazai continued to pleasure my body.

It wasn't long until he pushed his hard cock into my wet pussy, the both of us groaning at the feeling of us finally connecting. I was on my knees and elbows, pillow placed under my hips. Dazai started out slowly, biting his lip as he watched his dick disappear inside of me.

"Fuck... I'm gonna burn this sight into my memory," Dazai groaned, making me whine as I shook my head.

"D-don't stare like that..."

Dazai chuckled softly, his hands grabbing my hips as he started to move faster, thrusting harder. I moaned and whined, it seemed to be the only thing I could do while Dazai fucked the shit outta me. "Osamu... please..."

My whining made the man above me grin widely, his thrusts becoming rougher, almost wild as he suddenly reached out and grabbed a handful off my hair. I yelped when he yanked me up, my back now pressed against his chest and his other hand wrapped around my throat.

"What is it, bella?" he hissed into my ear, pounding away at my pussy and making me cry out again. God, it was too much all at once. "What does my pretty little subordinate want?"

I whined. "I want to cum... please Osamu..."

He cackled, pushing me back on the bed, grabbing my hips so hard, I knew I was gonna bruise. "Cum then," he hissed down at me, pushing my face into the mattress. He fucked me relentlessly, fingers finding my clit and rubbing harsh circles. That made my vision go white, my scream muffled as I came hard, body going rigid as pleasure overtook my body.

"Shit, you're squeezing me so tight," Dazai grunted. He pulled out, ignoring my whines as he stepped off the bed. "Get on your back."

I barely rolled over halfway until there was a strong grip on my ankle, my body being pulled down the length of the bed. Dazai stood at the end, wasting no time in pushing my legs back by the back of my knees, and plunging his cock back into me.

I looked up at him through teary eyes, and I knew I should have been afraid of the mad look that was in his eyes, the way his lips were curled up in a snarl. But it just made my pussy clench around him in arousal, eyes rolling to the back of my head.

I came a second time as he did his first, and much to my ultimate pleasure, we weren't finished there. We pleasured each other through the night, until we wore each other out and fell asleep entangled in the sheets.

I woke up the next morning, groaning in pain as I felt my body ache. I forced myself to sit up, looking around blearily and humming softly when I found Dazai sitting on the edge of the bed, his bare back to me.

"Good morning," he sang to me and I giggled softly, carefully moving to kneel behind him. The blankets fell from around me and I pressed my bare chest against his back. "Hm, that's nice."

"Morning," I said softly, peeking over his shoulder. "What are you do-"

I stop, staring as Dazai wrapped seemingly clean bandages on his heavily scarred left arm. I swallowed thickly, my mind running at what could have possibly been the cause of those scars.

But deep down, I knew that the cause was Dazai himself.

"Do... Do you have enough?" I asked softly, not knowing what else to even say. I didn't want to pry or seem insensitive, just having to get over this metaphorical punch in the gut myself.

"Yeah, I'm fine!" Dazai answered, turning to face me with a cheery smile on his face. In a matter of seconds, I was flat on my back, Dazai on top of me with his lips pressed against mine. It was easy for him to make me forget about what I saw, his kisses stealing my breath away.

"I have to go," he said softly, pushing himself off me after a moment.

I nodded solemnly, watching him continue to get dressed. "Alright. See you at work tomorrow?"

He smirked at me. "You know the answer to that."

I rolled my eyes again, just as my phone started to ring. I grabbed it, sending Dazai a quick smile before answering the call.

"Hey Keiko, guess who got fucking laid." That made Dazai snort while I grinned, though my grin fell as I didn't hear Keiko go off like I thought she would. "Keiko?" I shared a look with Dazai.

"Hey... I need you. Can I come over?"

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aquamoonchaii · 3 years ago

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•• genre: fluff, angst

•• warning: mentions of alcohol

•• pairing: xiaojun x fem! reader

•• wc: 1.4k

•• collab: Resonance Beach by @amorajae

•• charlie's notes: enjoy this cheesy piece <3

•• summary: you two choose the worst time to argue and separate each other for a while so xiaojun is now a party pooper and he is a sappy drunk asshole. did he even understand what you said that night?

“He is the luckiest asshole in the whole resort.”

“Not as lucky as me, remember I won the tickets to get here in the first place.” YangYang brags and a couple of mocking “thank you sir” echo the room.

“But really, who the fuck brings this alcoholic to his room?” Hendery questions and the man in question scoffs, sitting up just to find all the idiots gathered around him.

"Are you really talking about me….around me?" SiCheng, without a word, grabs his face like searching for something then proceeds to grab his hands and puts them up as he is shirtless. "He is complete, no organs removed or bruises. This guy right here is indeed lucky." Xiaojun furrows his eyebrows as SiCheng gives him a slap on the back, stands up and leaves as everyone follows him talking about what they should have for breakfast but the only rational one stays.

Kun rolls his eyes at his hungover friend when handing him a glass of water with pills he got there. "You know this resort masters at wild parties and strong liquor so why are you drinking so much? The blackout thing and being lightheaded are not sexy nor a good combination."

"I'm a grown man, it's fine."

" I know, that's why no one follows you."

"Don't lie, I heard the bartender calling you."

"...maybe. But that's not the point, how do you even get here?" XiaoJun groans because it's too early for this and he is hungry, thinking how he wants to go home and be at peace. "Whatever, just don't die DeJun. Do you have any news?"

He lowers his head and shakes it, no one really mentions it as they promised to shut up about it hoping he shuts up and enjoy.

Xiaojun indeed has been quiet but drinks one beer and he is sobbing about Y/N once again. Goddamnit. It's been a week of him drowning in his tears and three days of him drowning in alcohol, his friend is really heartbroken and he secretly wonders if this type of codependency is actually good for him.

Kun bites his hand to not call you and ask what happened because XiaoJun won't talk about the whole stuff. You two were basically glued to each other since you started dating and it was a bit awkward but XiaoJun looked happier and you were really nice to everyone.

He wonders if his probably now single friend is going to be alright. For now, he just listens to him talk for a bit and forces him to swallow a lot of healthy snacks so his liver doesn't collapse.

……….

It's been two long days at the resort and everyone is having fun except XiaoJun. He has been basically brought here as another suitcase anyways, one night he has been slurring words about Y/N and how the guys would have to kill him to make him accept the invitation to the resort and the next day he woke up at lunch time with a huge hangover at a king sized bed... at the Resort.

Fuck them all.

Until Kun made some sense because well, they didn't do it to mess with him. Actually, yes but also because XiaoJun was one of the most excited when Yangyang played a stupid lottery and won tickets to a luxury resort for a week. He helped Kun to organize everything for the other chaotic asshats, it was gonna be an unforgettable summer vacation.

Yangyang and the guys approved Y/N so they invited her but no one asked anything, maybe it was because he arrived late at the dorms looking like garbage after meeting you. He remembers reaching them and opening his hand to show them both of your rings, how embarrassing but at least that stopped the questions.

After Kun leaves, he slurs a thank you because he knows he is making this trip a nightmare for him. But a question keeps running through his head, does he actually reach his own dorm by himself?

DeJun can't even stand on his feet when frick an he acts wild almost screaming what he feels because the alcohol softs his vocal chords and makes him rant about his feelings he prefers no to talk about sober.

He doesn't stand up but leans to the little table at his left to search for his wallet and grab a lot of cash, he'll search the person and tip him extra because it's probably one of the service people that looks the worst side of him.

Let's give us some time. It would be good for both of us, DeJun.

Honestly, fuck you.

How is this good?

It was a silly argument that turned into something big as stress and miscommunication clashed, you both hurt each other with harsh words and stormed out in opposite directions. The next day he met you to talk things out and you forgave each other but it had turned awfully when you returned the promise ring to him.

You are not coming back, he can feel it.

Honestly, he wants to run to you and do something for you to get him back. But what if you end things right away? You said something about giving him a week to enjoy himself as the most repetitive thing of him at the argument was you being everywhere and he couldn't breathe.

He sighs, how stupid of him.

Basically, DeJun is the clingy one so that didn't make sense. He was the one expecting for you to come and cuddle him as you bicker with Yangyang as he tried to roast him, you caressing his hair as he played the guitar and sing for you, the little kisses on his cheek when he felts sad, how you didn't leave his hand even when you were paying for the snacks. He loved it, he was the one to search for your hand so you can hold him a bit more.

If you are taking your revenge now, it's working and he wishes once again being at the dorm so the wondering and the waiting eats him alive.

You are not coming back but he is hoping you do somehow.

…….

"DeJun! Are you drunk?" He shakes his head as he arrives at the fun stuff to do, maybe doing something would make him stop thinking about you for a bit. Everyone pats their back as he probably looks like crap and make him go to beach and learn surf.

...it doesn't work but he feels less miserable at least.

No headaches are cool too as night arrives and they are invited to a party. SiCheng bet him 100 dollars he couldn't pass the night without a single shot and he raises an eyebrow.

"I'll be the one who takes you to the dorm, I won't clean anything tho."

"Deal."

The variety of cocktails makes everyone drunk as hell and XiaoJun actually has fun watching Kun dancing on the table as everyone cheers for him. Hendery breaks empty glasses as he tries to do a house of cards with them, he is the one in charge of apologies tonight. SiCheng literally passes out on his lap and he can't move.

Luckily, the staff helps him and takes each asshat to their room and he gets the chance to ask who is the person who takes him to his own room.

"No staff was needed, sir. A lady came the first night and handed me her number so I could call her when you were passed out."

"Uh, what?"

"We allowed it as he addressed herself as your girlfriend. The friend who slept over you confirmed to us she made you arrive safely."

WHAT.

"Can you call her please?"

And there you are coming hurriedly from another side of the resort, waving at the bartender. "Where is he?"

He lifts his hand and nervously waves, you approach him awkwardly and waved too. "So you caught me."

"Why didn't you tell me you were here?"

"Well, you weren't in conditions for it."

"And what's the best condition?" He doesn't know how to feel, but being embarrassed is the first thing that gets the best of him as you saw it all.

"Maybe sober?" You shrugged your shoulders and sat down in front of him, his cheeks heated because he remembers talking to someone about how sorry he feels for the woman he loves. "You really don't know how to listen to me, huh?" He looks at you utterly confused but his heart flutters when you extend your hand to him. DeJun carefully grabs yours and lets out a shaky sigh like he has been holding his breath since you left.

"Y/N…"

"There's no need to explain further, I heard it all with hiccups and everything." You chuckle and caress his hand. "It was too extreme for me to return the ring, I'm so sorry for that. But I really thought a week alone would make us think if this relationship was going well and… I felt awful. I literally made you cookies twice and kept forgetting we were on a break. I am not sure how to ask this but, how did your week go?"

"I literally can't see because of how swollen my eyes are. Never do this again please I'm so annoyed I'm going to cry again."

"I won't I promise, I also can't see." You laugh and he looks at you, your sweet eyes lighten up as he stands up and kisses them both over the table as he mutters apologies again.

"Can you keep it as a secret what I did hen drunk?"

"You screamed my name but I loved it." XiaoJun groans and covers his ears as you laugh, he searches his pocket and give shou the ring.

He is never going to drink again but he makes you write on a napkin a promise to wear the ring everywhere.

#nct reactions #wayv reactions #xiaojun #dejun #fic #fluff #resonancebeach #collab #nct collab #xiaojun fic

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bruhstories · 4 years ago

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Vogel und Jäger

- PART TWO

Summary: After waking up, you realise the realities of the world you've been pulled into. Pairing: Zeke Jaeger x Fem!Reader (mafia AU) Warnings & Content: stabbing, language, angst Word Count: 1.7 k

A/N: make sure to read part one, otherwise this won't make any sense xD there's still a bit of build up going on, but starting with part three we'll be getting some action

You woke up from a restless sleep, crumbs of mascara stuck to your face. God, you needed a shower and a toilet immediately. The club was dead empty from the view upstairs, only a few people cleaning the tables and moping the floor. You stretched your arms and walked to the door, surprised it wasn't locked.

"Ah, miss Y/L/N, good morning! I hope you had a pleasant sleep." Someone startled you and you cleared your voice.

"Hi, who are you?"

"Oh, my apologies, I am Onyankopon." The man smiled and handed you a paper bag. You peekee inside and saw something which resembled clothes and toiletries. You recognised the stag pin in his chest, another of Zeke's employees. "I assume you'd like to clean yourself up. Please follow me."

"I'd love that, thank you." You smiled and followed Onyankopon downstairs. He told you bits and pieces of the Jaeger family overthrowing the police and gaining control of Paradis City, how the Marleyans wanted control over the city's resources and docks, all kinds of information you weren't entirely sure you were supposed to know. He walked you to the backstage, where all the strippersdancers got ready, encouraging you to use whatever you needed for you'd be the star of the club. That didn't help you in any way, instead it was anxiety-inducing, and your toes curled at his affirmation. You quickly took off last night's makeup, brushed your teeth, washed your face and body in a sink and got dressed. The clothes were simple, a long, light blue shirt — clearly a man's — and a pair of leggings. You wondered whom they belonged to, perhaps that grim-looking lady, Yelena. She terrified you with her look that could kill. Your hands hovered over the vanity in the dressing room but decided not to waste any more time and folded your old clothes, placing them in the paper bag.

"I'm ready." You walked out of the room and met with Onyankopon. He smiled and guided you out through the back door. "Hey, Onyankopon, who's Mikasa?"

"Oh, miss Mikasa is our best assassin. She's loyal only to Eren, though, which is an impediment for Zeke... I probably shouldn't have said that." He opened the door of a superb black car and you climbed inside with a sigh. You heard how the mafia was based on trust, and no one trusted you.

Most of the ride was silent, your eyes wandering out the window until Onyankopon parked in front of a huge and heavily guarded mansion. You knew the Jaegers were rich, but this was beyond obscene. You opened the door and Onyankopon scolded you for doing that, but you assured him you were perfectly capable of doing things by yourself. He walked you through the beautiful front garden of the mansion, through the large hallway and into what you assumed to be a living room. Or an office? Whatever that was, it was as big as the dining room of the orphanage.

"Ah, the little bird has arrived! You look splendid in my shirt." Zeke welcomed you and you felt your cheeks warm up at his words. The heat disappeared just as quickly when your eyes met with Yelena's. "Come, sit. I suppose you're hungry."

You nodded, feeling saliva building up in your mouth at the sight of croissants, bagels and all kinds of foods you've never had before. Historia was rich, but even her money wasn't enough to feed so many mouths. Doors swung open and you saw Eren barge in, followed by a few people close behind. He plopped on a couch opposite you, the same inexpensive look on his face.

"Let's get over with this. I've got shit to do."

"Impatient as always." Zeke rolled his eyes. "Y/N, do you swear to obey and serve the Jaeger family?" The question caught you off guard, but you nodded.

"I do."

"There, done." The older Jaeger brother shrugged and Eren clicked his tongue.

"You almost didn't let Mikasa walk out of this room alive because she swore loyalty to me and this is all you do to her? You're getting soft, brother."

The air in the room grew thick, almost impossible to breathe it in. All eyes were on you, and you didn't know if what you felt was shame or fear, or both.

"Very well." Zeke walked behind you and took your left hand, placing it on the coffee table in front of the couch. "Hold that there, will you, love?" He smiled and you slightly relaxed. Until — a sharp pain, followed by electricity and heat shot from your hand, through your arm. A blood-curling scream erupted from your throat, tears falling from the corners of your eyes as you squirmed and thrashed at burning sensation, your hanned pinned to the table with a knife. Blood seeped from the wound and you panicked, no one in that room rushing to your aid. No one blinked, no one felt sorry. "Swear your loyalty to me. To the Jaeger family."

"I swear! Oh, God, I s-swear! Please!" You begged, feeling your temperature falling from your cheeks. Zeke twisted the knife and you fell from the couch, knees hitting the wooden floor.

"Who do you belong to?" He asked, unphased by your whimpers, sobs and yelling, as he let go of the knife that still pierced your flesh.

"T-to you! Make it stop, p-please!"

"Good enough for me. Any objections?" Zeke eyed his little brother.

"Just stitch her hand. She's annoying." Eren clicked his tongue and poured himself a cup of coffee. When Onyankopon pulled the knife out, blood gushed out of the fresh wound and you felt the room spin and your head heavy, vision blurry — you fainted.

A hard slap across your cheek woke you up and you met with Yelena, eyes drifting to your bandaged hand. It was damn painful to move it, and you used your other hand to support your weight, shifting your position on the couch.

"Finally." Eren got up and and handed you a file. You flipped through it and found pictures and information of the men from the club.

"Y/N, this is Armin, our bookkeeper. He'll be paying you after every successful show. And this is Mikasa, she'll train you in self-defence. I suspect you won't need it, but it's better to be safe than sorry." Zeke pushed the glasses with his index finger.

"You stabbed me." You bluntly stated, eyes glued to the bandages.

"It'll heal."

"It'll heal? I'm already in debt, you didn't need to stab me!" You got up and instantly felt a gun to your head. Great.

"Sit." Yelena's voice was brash and commanding. Your brain told you to listen to her, but your instincts told you to provoke her, to taunt her. Teeth gritting, you took a deep breath and lowered yourself down, deciding to do both.

"You're not gonna shoot me without Mr. Jaeger's permission, so don't point your gun at me." A satisfied smirk creeped on your lips — you didn't technically provoke her, just stated the obvious.

"Can I shoot her?"

"No." Zeke enjoyed the show, and unbeknownst to you, he, too, felt somewhat proud of your little snarky remark. "You still have to prove your loyalty. Talk to the band, choose some songs for Friday, Saturday and Sunday. You're free to settle your training hours with Mikasa, and to go wherever you want, but you are not allowed to step foot anywhere outside the centre of Paradis. Last thing I need is some Marleyan kidnapping you and torturing you for information. Or the cops. Dismissed."

"Mr. Jaeger, if I may?" You waited for his nod of approval. "Since I won't be living at the orphanage anymore, where exactly am I going to stay?"

"Ah, yes, of course. Blouse, Springer, come here." Zeke waved his hand. More people, more names.

It slowly dawned to you that the Jaegers had a thorough structure with extremely loyal people, and you'd have to quickly find your place there and earn their trust, lest you died a painful death. A bubbly brown-eyed woman and a cheerful-looking man approached Zeke's desk, and finally you saw someone less serious. Onyankopon was nice and all, but he wasn't exactly a ray of sunshine. These two seemed... fun.

"These are Sasha Blouse and Connie Springer, leaders of the drug cartel. You'll stay with them until you're capable of living by yourself."

The duo smiled at you and you felt genuine warmth from them, making you wonder just how bad the mafia was. They seemed to like working for the Jaeger brothers, but you couldn't judge that just yet.

"Oh, we've already moved your stuff to their place, so there is no need for you to visit Historia. Now go, we've got work to do." Zeke placed a cigarette between his lips before turning his back at you.

You were right, Sasha and Connie were fun people. They talked a lot, and you warmed up to them with a few jokes and puns. Connie handed you a phone containing a few contacts, neither of which were Zeke or Eren— apparently you weren't allowed to speak to them, they would speak to you. Sasha explained how you had to forget your past, and dedicate yourself solely to the family — no relationships, no friends, no acquaintances. You were not permitted to fall in love, which was understandable, considering the circumstances, but hard, considering the inability to control feelings.

"Don't worry about it too much. Zeke and Eren care about their subordinates, as long as you listen." Connie wrapped an arm around your neck. Besides, you're one of the lucky ones. Boss never spares witnesses, so he clearly saw potential in you." Somehow, that didn't make you feel any better, you only felt more weight on your shoulders.

"Yeah, I heard you can sing!" Sasha beamed, clapping her hands. "I can't wait for your first show, I bet it'll be awesome."

"It has to be, otherwise you'll have to come to my funeral." You shook your head, exiting Jaeger Manor. A honk caught your attention and you saw Mikasa impatiently waiting for you in a car. "Any advice before I go?"

"Don't get attached to any of us." Connie sighed.

"But trust that the family will protect you if you're loyal." The woman encouraged you before hugging you. A hug, something you never thought you'd get from a mobster.

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tinyboxxtink · 3 years ago

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"Doppelganger" *Part 2*

Yoooo I'm glad people love this! I'll be honest, not totally sure where this is going, but you know it'll be action packed, and full of angst. I already know it's gonna get pretty dark, so watch out for that if you're easily triggered by things.

That being said, let's get going!

If anyone missed part one, here's the premise:

Premise: Nevada's thugs see you and Rafael get engaged in the park and send a picture to Nevada, who realizes they have the exact same face. To which he immediately decides he is going to use for his full advantage....And that includes getting you.

And here's part three!

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The next day you walked out of class talking to one of your friends, Gabi.

“God, that monologue is going to kill me,” Gabi sighed.

“I know, Shakespeare is the WORST,” You agreed.

“Mr. Carlyle doesn’t--Oh my god,” Suddenly she stopped talking and walking, putting a hand to her chest.

“What?” You looked around you in confusion.

“Someone important must be here,” She whispered.

“....Why do you say that?” You raised an eyebrow at her.

Gabi nodded towards a guy who looked much too old to attend a university, an earpiece in his ear, sitting on a bench near you pretending to read a book.

“Oh sweet Jesus….” You muttered.

“Oh my god, who do you think it is? Patti Lupone? BEN PLATT?!” Gabi began looking all around you frantically.

“Ohhh I’m sure it’s someone nowhere near as important,” You sighed, walking over to the man.

“Pursuing a back up career?” You crossed your arms.

“Uh, Ms. Y/L/N,” He slammed the book shut in surprise.

“You can leave, officer,” You instructed him

“I’m sorry ma’am I’m under strict orders from the ADA--”

“Oh I’m SURE you are,” You rolled your eyes as you pulled out your phone.

“Hey you, I was just--” Rafael started.

“What happened to trusting me?” You cut him off angrily.

“What?” He asked in confusion.

“Was your copper enjoying the view?” You asked while glancing at the cop.

“...Dammit John--” Rafael muttered angrily.

“Don’t blame John, he was just ‘following orders’,” You gave John a sympathetic look.

“Baby look--”

“No, no baby,” You cut him off. “Do you know how embarrassing this is?!”

“I didn’t mean to--”

“I don’t care what you meant to do Rafael, what you did was wrong. And if you can’t see that then we’re done talking for now,” You hung up the phone and looked at John.

“You can go, John,” You told him.

“But, my orders--” He protested.

“Would you rather have the wrath of Mr. Barba, or me?”

“Good point,” He nodded with a smile. “I’ll see you later, Y/N,” He patted your head and walked away. You looked back over at Gabi who was staring at the scene with wide eyes.

“Oh my god, are you famous?!” She squealed as you walked back over to her.

“What? No--” You half laughed at the idea.

“Are you researching a role?!” She got more excited.

“No, it’s my--”

“Oh I get it,” She nodded. “You’re like, the mayor’s daughter or something right?”

“Oh God--” You muttered, realizing she was right: this is exactly how a dad would react. “NO, I just have an overprotective boyfriend,”

“Oh my god! Is HE famous?”

“No, he just has too much at his disposal,” You rolled your eyes. “Let’s get out of here, yeah?”

“Yeah, okay…” She realized you were trying to the subject so she let it go-- for now.

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After your last class, you walked out to find Rafael waiting for you.

“Hey, baby I’m so sorry--”

“Save it,” You put a hand up. “Do you know what my friend asked me, after she saw the little stunt you pulled”

“What…?”

“She asked me if I was the mayor’s DAUGHTER,”

“What?! I don’t-- He doesn’t even have a--”

“That’s not the point, Rafael!” You tried to keep your voice down as not to cause a scene. “My point is you’re acting like an overprotective FATHER,”

“That is so low--”

“No, it’s not!” You cut him off. “Do you know how hard it is to convince people already that you’re my boyfriend and NOT my dad?”

“THAT is low, Y/N--”

“....Fine, it’s low,” You sighed. “But I’m serious, Rafael. You have to stop,”

“I just don’t want anything to happen to you,” He put a hand to your face.

“And I told you nothing will! You have to trust me if we’re going to be partners,” You held up your engagement ring.

“I know, carino--” He looked at you with puppy dog eyes.

“Parents and kids have a power dynamic, partners are equal,” You took his hands. “Are you my dad, or my partner?”

“....Your partner,” He pulled you into a soft kiss, causing a few stares as people walked by.

“I love you, Rafael,” You pressed your forehead against his, showing him you weren’t upset anymore.

“I love you too, mi vida,” He kissed your cheek. “Can we be done now, love?”

“Yes, I suppose,” You nodded as he slipped an arm around you as you walked down the street.

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Nearby, two different henchmen of Nevada’s were watching the two of you from across the street, one was on the phone.

“Told you,” He nudged the other one. “She’s like a tick on a dog, sucking him all day and night,”

“So, where did you find her?” Nevada asked.

“We’re at some fancy school,” The one on the phone rolled his eyes.

“Julliard, tonto,” The other one hit him, admiring the campus greenery.

“Oh sorry,” The one on the phone made a face. “Julliard, Javi says,”

“Ooooh, she's fancy,” Nevada chuckled sarcastically.

“I’ll bet money the cabron pays for it,” The one on the phone laughed.

“Oh I’m sure she pays for it, Alejandro,” Nevada teased. “...In blow jobs,” He added with a laugh. “Keep eyes on them, see if they go back to his place,”

“Got it, Vada,” Alex nodded, hanging up the phone.

“So what are you gonna do ‘Vada, swoop in and get her?”

“....I’ve run a god damn empire for 15 years, as a SHADOW, Beto,” Nevada looked at him like he was an idiot. “You think now I’m just gonna fuck that up for some puta?”

“Well I don’t know I just--”

“Did I fucking say you could speak, tarado?!”

“No, I just--”

“My God, he’s still going,” Nevada laughed in disbelief, making Beto nervous.

“Y’know what, I don’t need this incompetence in my crew,” He glanced at one of his other men. “Abi, take him out and shoot him,”

Abi nodded, as two other men grabbed Beto and started dragging him out.

“No, wait!” Beto begged. “Please, ‘Vada I’m sorry! No! NOOO!!!!!”

“Fucking imbécil,” Nevada shook his head as he pulled out a cigarette from his leather jacket and lit it. Suddenly, his phone lit up. He glanced down at it, and Javi had texted him the address of Rafael’s town home.

“Excellente,” He smirked evilly.

“Now we can begin,”

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baeklination · 3 years ago

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bartender love pt.3

Date:210611

Warnings: ANGST, mental health (unnamed) , unease about sex (not very detailed or long), g.e.l.

Pairing: Kyungsoo x F.Reader

WC: 6,2k

NOTE: I know... But, save for a 1 week break, I'm gonna try to stick with this one.

pt.1 pt.2 Masterlist

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Going on three months you and Kyungsoo still had as much fervor for one another as in the beginning, only now it was cemented by a comfortable knowing of each other; you knew it could take him hours to reply to a text, but it’d be something sweet when he did; he knew you could seem a bit blasé when he asked you to come over, but you’d be as happy about seeing him as ever. There had really only been one thing that had bothered you (save his underwhelming cooking skills). You’d told yourself that it wasn’t a big deal, yet it kept playing in your mind, that time, a few days ago when he woke you up in the middle of the night:

You woke up by him kissing your shoulder and stroking your breasts, waist and legs. Sluggishly turning around, he was on top of you just as you opened your eyes, continuing with the kisses.

“Shit, Kyung, slow down, I’m not even awake yet”, you said, not minding his actions, but rather his pace.

“You’re plenty awake, Y/N”, he said excitedly, making you chuckle. “You’re not wet yet.”

You weren’t a stranger to the saliva solution, but up until now it’d been reserved for the quickies - the bathroom at a party, a dark alley, the laundry room - so for him to spit in his hand and use it as lube instead of waiting caught you off guard.

“I’ve been awake for an hour thinking about fucking you”, he breathed in your ear as he pressed himself in. “Shh, shh, relax…”, he prompted when he felt how tense you were.

“I haven’t been up an hour, Kyung…”

“You’re right, sorry”, he said and pulled out a bit. “I have to be careful with my precious baby.”

“What..?”

“Well you are...”, he cooed, while kissing you “...my baby.”

“I’m not a baby.”

“Oh, really...?”

He started moving his hips slowly, feeling much less resistance than before.

“Then why do you like it so much?”

The sex was great, per usual, but how it started out had left you feeling...something. You hadn’t even told Iseul about it. If it happened again you would. But since then he’d been the same cute and caring guy you’d come to know him as. Sitting at the end of the bar, waiting for his shift to end you smiled to yourself at the girls batting their eyelashes at him “Damn, you having a seizure or summin’?”

Your phone buzzed - there was a text message from him: “Can I kiss you in 5 seconds?” You looked up to see him counting down with his fingers, taking big steps towards you. When he reached zero you nodded.

“You may.”

He held up a menu, blocking the view to the rest of the room:

“Privacy screen”, he smiled before pressing those plush lips against yours.

Walking home together, there was a chill in the air not usual for this time of year, and seeing you shiver Kyungsoo put his jacket over your shoulders.

"Did you see that in a movie and think that's a great move, gotta try it?", you teased him, laughing all the while.

"What! I was being a gentleman..!"

"Alright…", you held your hands up in defeat. "I guess there's a first time for everything."

"You're such a..!", he exclaimed, pulling you in by your shoulder and giving you a kiss on the head.

There are two things - opposites really - you love about being as close with Kyungsoo as you are. One is being able to have hour-long conversations about miscellaneous issues, like narwhals and the making of milk cartons; the other is being silent, like now.

If you could only choose one, holding hands would win, but having your arm around his waist, your hand just under his t-shirt to feel his warm skin isn't bad either.

"Hey, do you think I could walk the whole way there?", he asked, pointing his finger when you came to the bridge.

"What, the railing?"

"Mm-hm."

"Technically… If you're not afraid of heights."

"I'm not. So you think I can?"

"Can? No, I don't think you can, 'cus only an idiot would try to."

"Am I?", he asked with a mischievous smile that made your throat tight.

"Stop it, Kyung."

"Wanna bet? Ten bucks says I can."

"Are you serious? No. No, I don't wanna bet, I wanna cross the bridge on the ground like normal people."

"Guess I'm not normal then", he said and jogged to the railing.

"Jesus Christ, can you just stop fucking around..."

You were sure he was yanking your chain, but when he started heaving himself up on the ledge you realised he was going to try.

"Ta-da..!", he said triumphantly, stretching his arms out. "It's barely five metres down, I wouldn't die if I fell in."

His stupidity didn't just scare you - it angered you - but you didn't want to shout at him while he was up there.

"It's not the fall that kills you, it's the undercurrent."

"I guess that's what it'll say on my tombstone", he laughed as he started walking. "It was the undercurrent…"

"Can you just get down?", you pleaded, feeling a burning behind your eyes. "Please. You're scaring me, Kyung. Kyung!"

When he didn't say anything is when you'd had enough.

"Fine! I guess you are a fucking idiot", you hissed, picking up the pace to leave him behind. "Here's your fucking jacket", you continued, throwing it on the ground.

"Come on, Y/N..!", Kyungsoo chuckled. "You're cute when you're mad."

His whole demeanour baffled you. He'd always had a carefree up-for-anything attitude to things, but he was never outright stupid. And the fact that he wouldn't come down when you asked when his soft nature had always been his strongest trait… There was a clank followed by a yelp from Kyungsoo - your stomach turned to a vacuum, heart in your throat, as you spun around, ready to hear the splash of him hitting the water.

But there he sat, swinging his legs on either side of the railing. He burst out laughing.

"You should see your face..!" He jumped down and clapped his hands, still laughing. "You thought I went over, right..!"

Still reeling from the shock of thinking he had fallen, his mockery sent you into a rage - now you had half a mind to shove Kyungsoo off the goddamn ledge yourself.

"What the fuck's wrong with you?!", you screamed at the top of your lungs, barely recognizing your own voice.

"Jeez, calm down, babe", he snorted and put his arms up to pull you in.

"Fucking idiot", you spat at him and shoved him in the chest.

"Stop being such a rabbit”, he frowned and tried again. “I-”

“Don’t fucking touch me”, you warned him and swatted his hand away.

“Jeez... Okay, I’m sorry, alright? Let’s just go home. I bet you’ll forget all about it once we’re in bed...”

You were flabbergasted.

“Yeah, well that’s another dumb bet you’ll loose. You’re not coming with me.”

“Come on, Y/N-”

“Leave it.”

He looked at you for a moment then lifted his hands in defeat.

“Alright…” When he turned to get his jacket he chuckled. “Fucking downer…”

You didn’t want to talk to Kyungsoo during the following two days. Ironically though, not hearing from him had stressed you out all the more. Going from is he angry with me now to what if he went up on the railing again and fell? You didn’t believe any of those things, but it didn’t stop them from picking away at your mind. That you hadn’t spoken to Iseul about it probably hadn’t helped - this is exactly the type of situation one needs friend therapy for. You didn’t want to admit it to yourself, but you were embarrassed, without even knowing what about; it’s not as if she thought he was perfect - or better yet - that everyday of her relationship with Tony had been a Hallmark card. Was it because you had gone on and on and on about him only to now think that maybe you don’t know Kyungsoo that well at all? Whatever it was you trusted she’d sort it out for you as you poured her a glass.

“Damn, white wine… What happened?”

“Aeh...nothing”, you sighed and grimaced.

“Sceptical Iseul is not convinced…”

“Of course she isn’t. I don’t wanna have to tell you - but I want you to know...”

“Kyung..?”

“Yeah”, you nodded and frowned. “Fuck it.”

So you told her what had happened on the bridge, start to finish, not trying to make yourself out as having been sweet and sensible; if anything, you sugarcoated Kyungsoo’s behaviour, so she wouldn’t hold it against him in the future.

Iseul pursed her lips and knitted her brows.

"Hm… Is it that bad, though?"

"Agh..! You don't think so?"

"He was an idiot, for sure, and I get why you're angry, but I thought you were gonna tell me something major. You know how guys, not even guys - people - are. Out of the blue they do some weird shit", she said, shrugging her shoulders. "Or are you seriously thinking of ending it over this..?"

You had a knot in your stomach. You knew you had to tell her about when he'd woken you up.

"No. But I'm worried it might be a part of something else, his true self or something …", you sighed, making byunny ears. "The other night. He…" You paused, trying to find a segway in. "I don't know, he…"

Iseul's eyes narrowed as she leaned slightly forward.

"Did something...", you said, fidgeting with the seam of your trousers.

She put her glass down and looked you dead in the eye, her chest rising high with nervousness.

"What do you mean "he did something"?"

"Listen. I didn't think it was a big deal when it happened, so I didn't tell him."

"Okay…"

"I mean, it's not like I brought it up to him and he's had a chance to explain himself - it. It's been sitting uneasily on my mind, is all, alright?"

"You're making me uneasy. Just tell me."

If you said it out loud it would be fact and real, instead of your bothersome secret.

"Agh! Okay", you sighed loudly. "He woke me up the other night, last week, wanted to have sex. But you know how you are when you wake up like that, you need a minute to understand that you're even up, right? And if your head needs a minute…", you trailed off, raising your brows demonstratively.

"Your body needs two", Iseul filled in. "Yeah, course."

"But he didn't...care? He just spat and tried to do it anyway-"

"Wait", she said, and went still. "Are you telling me that he-"

"No. NO", you said sternly, grabbing her wrists. "NOT THAT. I swear. God, Jesus, the saints, it wasn't like that, Is. It was just...", you shook your head, yourself still not being able to put words nor feelings to it properly. “It was…”

“Not right..?”

“Yeah. It was just not right. But he didn’t like...force it, when I told him to slow down. It was normal after that, so I don’t know… Do you get why I’m- no wait. He called me baby.”

“He always says that to you, doesn’t he?”

“No, it was more like that.”

“Like daddy baby?”

“Yeah. He’s never done that. Maybe he’s wanted to, but didn’t know how to ask, but with the whole thing and now this...fucking bridge thing…”

“I think you should talk to him about it, all of it. What? What’s with the face?”

“I thought you were gonna fly off the handles when I told you. You know how nervous I’ve been..!”

“Few years ago I prolly would have…”, she smiled, and took her first sip in a long time.

“Ah, Tony calmed you down?”

“More like Tony taught me people are allowed some fuck-ups… Not just him, me too. Things can snowball so fast. If we hadn’t started talking - or listening - we wouldn’t have made it. ‘Cus...you don’t wanna break up- wait! You’re not officially a couple are you..!”

“No, we're not, Mrs Tony. And no, I don’t.”

“Well, then it’s simple, if not easy. There might be something going on with him that he’s not saying, you know. If you manage to get your foot in the door maybe he’ll let you in, hun.”

“Ah..! Now you made me wanna call him now, forgive and have sunsets and roses..!”, you wailed.

“Fuck that. He apologizes first, you hear?”

“Don’t worry, I’ll be angry again in an hour. Thanks.”

“Before we go all sunset… If you ever feel not comfortable with sex, don’t do it.”

“I know.”

“No, I’m serious. Trying new things, you do for him, he does for you, sure. But never do it so he won’t be in a pissy mood, or whatever. That shit will fuck with your selfworth so bad you don’t even know...“

“Mm… I guess I just don’t know how to broach the subject…”

“Do you trust him? Apart from being mad at the moment?”

“Yeah. Yes.”

“Then start with some Dr. Phil shit “Kyungsoo, I trust and lo-”. Iseul stopped mid-sentence and looked at you with glittering eyes. “Do you love him?”

“Go on with your Dr. Phil.”

“Do you? Come on, you do..!”

“Go. On”, you said, trying to be stern, but breaking into a smile.

“Kyungsoo, I trust and may love-”

“Oh, shut up, Is..!”, you hollered. “See, this is why I always regret telling you things…”

“You didn’t even tell me anything”, Iseul affirmed innocently, putting her hands up.

“Yaic… Give me the damn bottle, and let’s talk about something else.”

“Cheers to that. Let’s leave anger behind. Let’s talk about…”, she giggled, and you knew precisely what was coming “...loooove.”

Iseul was your best friend in everything.

Another two days passed and as predicted, your anger came back. As you lay down to sleep after your shift, the day just getting started with a pale blue on the horizon, you continued the three-stop circle you'd been on for a few hours: blazing irritation, want, anxiousness. You grabbed your phone and open the inbox to read the text for the umpteenth time:

"I MISS YOU! COME DOWN, I'M WORKING!"

Your heart had skipped a few beats when you read the first part, but went stone cold when you read the rest. Or rather; when you didn't read what you should have - an apology. Incensed is the perfect way to put it, and of course you hadn't done yourself any favours by going over it again and again, in a sense deciding what Kyungsoo was thinking (that there was nothing to apologise for) instead of sticking with the facts (he said he misses you and wants to see you). That part is what had you feeling restless, thinking maybe you shouldn't have ignored him; even seeing his missed call you could've texted him to let him know you were at work. But then again, why should you? Why should you come running as soon as he snaps his fingers - especially after all this time without a beep from him? And that's how you went until you dozed off.

You couldn’t tell how long you’d slept, but judging by the dark shadows still stretching out from the corners of your room it wasn’t very long. You looked around, ears pointed, to figure out what had awoken you.

“Y/N..!”

It was coming from outside. Throwing your covers to the side you got up and peeked out through the curtains. Sitting on the grass below your apartment was Kyungsoo.

“For fucks sake…”, you swore under your breath as you opened the window. “What!?”, you hissed.

“Y/N..!”

When he got to his feet and brushed himself off he stumbled: he was - as they say - as drunk as a skunk. As if your patience wasn’t already wearing thin he continued shouting.

“Open the door..! I miss-”

“Shh! People are trying to sleep..!”

“So let me in!”

If not for anything else than to make sure your neighbours didn’t call the cops on you, you hurried down the stairs and let him in.

The sweet smell of alcohol surrounding him nauseated you, so you kept your distance as he was kicking off his shoes in the hallway.

“Why didn’t you go home?”

“I wanted to see you. Why didn’t you come down to the bar?”

There’s no point in arguing with an intoxicated person, so you gave work as your excuse.

“I was working too, but I still made time for you”, he said like a little know-it-all, bobbing his head, squinting with one eye.

“How much did you drink, Kyung? Henki isn’t even open this late…”

“Not enough. We went to Andrew’s place.” He paused to swallow a burp. “And then I missed you, so now I’m here..!”

“Dandy… Well, I just got back, I have to sleep”, you said and went back to your bedroom.

“Does that mean no sex?”

You bit your tongue, careful not to give him the earful you so desperately wanted to.

“Mm-hm…”

“That’s okay”, he said and slumped down on the bed. “We’ll be sexless from- oh, shit!”

They way he hurried out the door you knew what was coming - literally. Luckily you heard the lid smack open before the retching. You were annoyed as hell that he’d come over, and the sounds coming from the bathroom made you cringe - but it also made you feel sorry for him, and remember what Iseul had said about patience.

“Where’s my…”, he groaned, then stopped to spit.“Where’s my toothbrush..?”

He looked so pitiful where you found him, sat grimacing on the floor.

“Are you sure you’re done?”

“Yes”, he nodded with his eyes closed. “I just wanna go to bed.”

“Here”, you said, holding out his toothbrush, pasted and ready.

His eyes had become glossy, making him look almost like a seal when he looked up at you. You sat down with him as he brushed his teeth and felt the ice thaw.

A bit more lucid, but tired and somewhat slurring his words he crawled under the covers.

"I'm so glad you're not still mad."

"I am", you sighed tiredly.

He stopped mid-motion of putting his arm around you, letting it rest on your hip instead.

"Why'd you let me in?"

"The cops..?"

"Don't be mad at me, Y/N", he whined. “Please…”

"I won't be", you replied and pulled his arm up around you.

The sweet vapors of drink still surrounded him, but the feeling of his body enveloping you one-upped them. When you're used to sleeping with someone's chest on your back, being without is like going without a safety blanket. The scolding could wait til the morning.

Getting over a fight, finally seeing each other, has a way of shining the brightest light on things, making them new. As you lay listening to Kyungsoo’s breathing, his stuffy nose irregularly whistling, all traces of anger seemed to have vanished. That is not to say the issue had, but you thought the best course would be to actually talk, not berate.

When you started tracing the lettering on his back his shoulder blades pushed together as if it tickled.

“Good morning. Day”, you said and scooted closer.

To your disappointment - albeit not total surprise - he pulled the covers over his head when you put your arm around his waist. Not what you were hoping for after so many days apart.

“Did the nightly prince turn into a hungover frog?”, you snickered. “Hey”, you said in a softer voice, but you could see the silhouette of his hand moving up to his head. “I’ll get you something for your head and make some broth. You need something in your stomach.”

You’d been there a few times yourself; headache so bad you think you’ll never be able to stand on your feet again and nausea so bad you feel you never want to eat again. One fed the other, so starting off with the soup from insta-noodles was perfect - it could be downed in a few mouthfuls and it restored your salt levels. In an hour or two he’d manage to get some fruits and coffee down.

But when you went back to see if he was ready for more you found he hadn’t even finished half of it, seemingly swallowed the pills and rolled around to your side of the bed. You opened the window a bit, hoping the fresh air would make him feel better, before kneeling down by the bed. His hand was peeking out so you held it lightly.

“I put some coffee and nectarines on the table here”, you whispered. “I know you feel sick, but you’ll feel better if you eat. I’m working tonight, and going over to Is in a few hours. You can stay, but I’d worry less if you got a little better before I leave, Kyung.”

When he didn’t say anything you sighed in compassion, kissed him on the hand and let him rest.

He hadn’t eaten anything before you left - nor responded to any of your texts or calls from work - so it was with pity, worry, and determination to get him to eat you opened the door. It was dark in the hallway with only a faint light coming through from the living room window. It wasn’t without some despondency, not having spent actual time with him, you flicked on the lights and looked at the floor to see if he had dropped your spare key through the mail drop like you said. Not seeing it you got a little excited - had he kept it, claimed it, as his?; did that mean you would be getting one in return next time?

When you took your shoes off, you realised that the chill you’d felt on your body and chucked down to you being tired, extended to the floor - it was freezing cold. The radiator was warm to the touch.

“Kyung…”, you sighed.

Guessing he must’ve forgotten to close the window, the thought of laying down in the iced bed made you groan as you turned the corner and braced yourself to go in. The door was closed. He can’t still be here, you frowned. The temperature drop gave you goosebumps in a second and seeing Kyungsoo did nothing to warm you up; exactly as you had left him, there he lay.

“Jesus, Kyung, it’s freezing in here”, you exclaimed, and hurried to close the window.

When you turned on the lamp on the nightstand you saw he hadn’t taken a bite or sip.

“Haven’t you be-”

You stopped dead in your tracks when you saw the look of him. He had the covers pulled up to his eyes, but you could see clear as day that he was drained; his skin had an almost greyish hue to it and his eyes were tired, zoned out.

“What’s the matter?”, you asked, putting your hand on his forehead to see if he was running a fever. He shrunk away from it and turned, making you all the more worried. “Hey…”

You tried soothing him by caressing his back, but he curled his shoulders with dislike and grunted something sounding like “no”, or maybe “don’t”. Realising it was the same thing he'd done in the morning you got worried - scared - for real, thinking this wasn't just some metaphysical hangover. What do I do? Call the emergency services? Loey. What if he doesn't want me to? Shit. Call Loey. You sat motionless, staring at his back for what seemed like an eternity. You wanted so badly to touch him, to hug him, but it obviously made him feel worse. Why… Gathering courage you went to find his trousers, feeling the pockets for his phone.

"Kyung… I'm gonna call Loey. I… Can you tell me if you don't want me to?"

Perhaps it was nothing more than a slow blink, but it could’ve been an OK.

You paced back and forth in the living room, swallowing nothing from your dry mouth, as you waited on Loey to pick up. What if he didn't think it was a big deal, or understand what you were talking about, what then?

"Radio night love with Loey, what's on your mind, caller?", he answered jovially.

"Eh, hi, Lo'. It's Y/N."

"Oo?"

"Yeah, I don't know… I think something's wrong with Kyung. He's-"

"Wrong how? Are you- where are you?" The change in his tone meant he knew what this was.

"At home, he's just lying there-"

"Okay, I'm coming."

"What should I do? He hasn't even eaten in a day."

"Don't worry, I'll be there in 20. Just let him be."

You waited for Lo' on the bedroom floor; sitting out of Kyungsoo's view so he wouldn't feel watched. Having Lo' take control of the situation made you feel both better and worse: he obviously knows what to do - which means it's likely this has happened before. And will happen again. Thinking back on the past two weeks, you see it so clearly now - so fucking clearly. Did I make it worse by fighting with him? Could I have stopped it if I'd caught- the phone rang in your hand. Finally, Loey was downstairs.

"Has he been weird, hyper?", he asked, keeping you in the stairwell.

"Yeah. I thought he was just…", you throw your hands up. "Acting a little wild, having extra energy. We had a fight last week, so I hadn't seen him until last night."

The guilt of having shut him out overwhelmed you and your tears started pouring freely from your eyes. “I should’ve known something was wrong, instead of just-”

"Hey. Hey, hey…", Lo' tried to calm you down, grabbing your shoulders. "It's not your fault. If anything it’s mine, for not knowing he was lying to me...", he sighed.

“Lying..?”

“I asked him if he was off his meds last week. I should’ve fucking known he was lying, he wasn’t just in a good mood. I didn’t get back until a few hours ago so I couldn’t check either. Is he sleeping?”, he asked, and continued up the stairs.

“I don’t know…”

Off his meds?

“Can I talk to him alone?”

“Mm. I’ll…”, you trailed off, but walked towards the kitchen.

“Hi buddy…”, you heard him say in his deep, low voice before closing the door.

You could hear a faint rustling of the covers and gathered Kyungsoo was at least reacting to Loey. Thank god.

You hadn’t waited very long when Loey came back out. He sighed and tried to put on a brave face.

“We’re gonna go. I’m taking him to the hospital…”

“Oh… Can’t you take him home, give him his meds?”, you asked, feeling small and dumb.

“Not with this”, he said, pointing backwards. “He knows he has to.”

“Yeah… Of course. Um…”

“We should go…”, he said awkwardly and turned around.

“Lo’… Will he get back to normal?”

“Yeah, don’t worry. I’ll call you when we’re done, okay?”

When they came out, Kyungsoo was fully dressed. The clothes that yesterday represented a very drunk and stupid Kyungsoo were now doused in helplessness. You could see that everything was heavy for him; standing up, waiting. For a split second the haze covering his eyes was lifted and they were clear as day - for a split second you saw utter despair. You pressed your body hard against the wall to stop yourself from moving, holding your arms crossed tight.

Loey looked around the hallway, lifting up your clothes.

“His jacket..?”

“He didn’t have one”, you said, remembering how cold it was.

“Here", he said, pulling off his own sweater and dressed Kyungsoo in it. "It's bad enough without you catching a cold."

Kyungsoo seemed to let Loey do what he wanted, like a child who's done crying and tiredly agrees to everything. Selfishly, you wished he'd responded to you like that instead of being uncomfortable with your touch.

"Okay, let's go", he said and opened the door. "I'll...call you later."

Through the window you could see them getting in the car; Loey's hand reaching out to put the seatbelt on Kyungsoo. As they drove off towards the paler sky you shivered and breathed out slowly. Don't cry. You heard Lo', he's gonna be fine. Blinking your tears back down you decided there wasn't much else to do than go to bed - unless you wanted to stay up and stay worried - so you washed up and went to lie down. There was a whiff of his scent whenever you moved the covers or pillow, making it impossible to banish the thoughts completely; and so you fell asleep with a ghost in your body, clutching your phone waiting for Loey's call.

You were startled awake by the heavy guitar riffs blasting in your ears.

“Yeah…”, you grunted, still drunk with sleep.

“Shit, did I wake you? It’s Lo’.”

“No”, you said, rubbing your eyes. “I mean yes. How’d it go? How is he?”

As soon as you got your bearings, the somersaults in your stomach were back at it.

“Eh, he’s...not fine, I mean, you saw him. But at least he’s sleeping now”, he sighed, worn out not just by this night’s event, but every night like this.

“Where is he?”

You were desperately hoping Loey would say he was with him at home, but it didn’t come as a surprise when he explained Kyungsoo had been admitted to the hospital and would be staying there for some unknown amount of time. Understanding you didn’t know what - or how - to say or ask, he tried his best to put your mind at ease.

“He’ll be back, Y/N. It’s like he says, just a glitch in his matrix. He’s pretty sedated now-”

“Sedated?”, you burst out. “What do you mean? He was calm when you left..?”

“No, not sedated. It’s a side effect from the drugs he takes to avoid worse ones from his real meds. He gets tired, sleeps all the time. He’ll be up in a few days.”

“Shit, you scared me", you exhaled heavily. "Are you allowed to visit him?"

"Yeah, sure. His mum will call once he's up. You want me to go with you?"

"Should I go?"

Judging by the silence on the other end of the line, Loey was surprised at your question.

"I mean, maybe he doesn't want me to come? He never told me about this. I don't want him to be embarrassed…"

"He won't be."

"Okay, maybe not embarrassed, but like he wants to tell me himself when he's ready, you know. If he knows you've already told me-"

"He's not like that", Loey interjected. "What was he gonna say? That he just had a bad hangover, come on. He'll be happy to see you."

"You sure? What if...ai, I don't know..."

"I'll ask him when I see him, alright?"

"If he says it's okay, yeah, I'll go."

"He's not gonna dump you over it. He was gonna tell you anyway."

"He was..?"

"Of course he was. You couldn't very well get hitched without him letting you know, could he?"

"Hitched? Married? Eh, I think we're a few years away from that carnival, Lo'…", you brushed it off, but couldn't help smiling to yourself.

"That's what the kids always say… All I'm saying is he's nuts about you and I know he'd like it if you came by. Unless..?"

"Uh-uh, no. If he says yes, just you try to stop me", you said energised.

"That's the spirit, Y/N..! But one more thing…"

"What?"

"What you think of my new hair?"

You could tell he was grinning, trying to lighten up the heavy mood.

"Oh, shit. You're blonde!", you shouted, suddenly realising he'd dyed his hair. "Shit, Lo'..! It looks good."

“I wasn’t sure about it myself, but one of the other roadies convinced me to try it.”

“Did this roadie happen to be a woman, Lo’..?”

He laughed and cleared his throat.

“I’m not saying she wasn’t...”

“You two…”, you sighed and felt the absence of Kyungsoo. “You okay?”

“Me? I’m tough as nails, an iron man. Honestly, if I’m not freakin’ out, you don’t have to.”

“I guess… Yeah, you’re right. Thanks. Call when you hear something?”

“No doubt. Bye.

“Bye.”

A part of you wanted the elevator to malfunction so you’d be stuck between floors, unable to see him. Ever since waking up, the scales of excitement vs. nerves had slowly been shifting towards nerves and every time the digits on the monitor changed the buzzing in your body increased. You knew - or at least thought - that it was just a matter of getting the first awkward moments out of the way, but logic was apparently not applicable to this situation. You rubbed your sternum with your knuckles, hoping to relax the electrified lump you had in there, but as soon as the elevator pinged you knew it was no point, you’d simply have to walk in there, ready or not.

As soon as you came up to the desk a kind-faced nurse looked up from her seat. Reassurance.

“Hello..!”

“Hi. Eh, I’m here to visit someone..?”

“M-hm. Who?”

“Kyungsoo”, you answered, again somehow making it sound like a question.

“Hm, okay, let me see here”, she said, and fiddled with the computer in front of her. “Ah, here it is. 4 PM with Kyungsoo...and your name is…”

“Y/N.”

“Y/N. Yep, that’s right. Let me just see he’s not sleeping”, she said, getting up.

In a sudden onset of self consciousness you looked in the window of the entrance door to make sure you looked okay; straightening out your already straight shirt; fixing your hair that looked exactly the same as it had done. When the nurse came back down the hallway and nodded you almost liquified. But it didn’t last long, because peeking out from the room, there he was. After a quick scan his eyes found you and he smiled shyly, but widely. If there is ever a good sort of punch to the stomach, this was that. Like sitting outside when the clouds suddenly give way to the sun to warm your face. There was no way you looked normal walking, not with the way your wobbly legs felt they were gonna give out any moment. But if he noticed anything he didn’t remark on it as he shuffled inside to let you in. He stretched his arms out a little, but brought them back to his side, chuckling. He was as nervous as you were.

“Hi…”

You didn’t say anything, laughed a bit, and went to hug him. His embrace was as before: you could feel he was strong; the contours of his chest against your cheek, his arms reaching round your shoulders - but he was also gentle. The sweet-sticky smell had vanished, and you could smell him, warm Kyungsoo.

"Can I kiss you..?", he whispered.

You nodded, your head still against his chest, eyes closed.

"You better…"

He blew out a giggle through his nose and cupped your face as you turned towards him. Warm Kyungsoo. So soft you registered the way his lips were pushed down as he pressed them against yours, the tickle of his upper lip over yours. His tongue tasted exactly like it should. Too soon did he break the kiss to hug you tight.

"Ugh, I'm so glad you came…", he sighed. "Do you wanna sit outside? I've got a balcony."

"Ocean view?"

"You bet", he said, and took your hand to guide you. "Do you want something to drink, eat?", he asked, filling up a glass of water.

"No, I'm fine. I had a late lunch."

The balcony was barely 4 square ft., with a pair of those white plastic chairs. Looking behind, beyond the banister, there wasn't much of anything; a few trees in a pretty rundown playground, and a seemingly abandoned warehouse. He put his glass on the edge and declared:

"There..! Ocean view", as he sat down.

"Not really what I expected…"

"I'm sorry to disappoint you", he smiled.

It was meant as a joke, but it shifted the energy profoundly. There was a tug in your gut. Kyungsoo frowned, suddenly looking tired, and ran his hand through his hair which fell on his forehead now that it was without styling. He leaned forward and took your hand.

"Hey, tell me what you're thinking."

“Nothing…”

He tilted his head, not letting you get away with that answer.

“I…” You shrugged your shoulders, looking anywhere but at him. “Everything..? I jump to the next question before even figuring out what the previous question was… I’m worried - scared.”

“Of me?”

“No, for you!” You emphasized by nearly crushing his hand. “Never of you, Kyung… I don’t know what to do.”

“You don’t have to do anything.”

“Yeah, I do.”

“Fix me..?”, he chuckled despondently.

“I’m not that dumb, Kyung. It’s just…” You started gesturing widely, so he let go of your hand. “Like on tuesday. Lo’ knew exactly what to do and I just sat there without a fucking clue... I should’ve called him sooner - I should’ve known something was up..!”

“Hey, hey. You can’t think like that”, he said in an effort to calm you down. He put his hands on your knees and looked at you, his brows knitted, upset you’d even consider blaming yourself. It worked. You lowered your voice and finally looked at him.

“I just…wish I’d done something.”

“Listen to me. Don’t just nod your head, Y/N. Listen, okay?”

“Mm”, you said, nodding again as you felt a lump in your throat.

“Whatever you think you did, you didn’t. This is how I am.”

Fast, like ECT, the current went through your face - shutting your eyes tight didn't stop it.

"No, don't cry, babe. Please don't cry", he begged softly, putting his hands on your arms, your neck.

It'd only been the shock that made you start, not your overall feeling, so you managed to stop.

"Sorry", you laughed and dried your eyes, feeling a little silly. "I'm just a little…", you exhaled loudly, fanning your face.

"...little emotional?"

"Yeah...", you sniveled and laughed again. "Little bit."

He looked so sweet with his crooked smile and compassionate eyes, but also sleepy.

"Do you want to go to bed?"

"Is it that obvious?"

"Kinda."

"I'm sorry..!", he wailed. "I really want to be with you, I missed you like hell, but I'm-"

"Tired?"

"So fucking tired", he chuckled.

"Well, it's no use trying to talk if you're over here falling asleep anyway, is there. Come on", you said, getting up. "I'll come back soon anyway."

"You're leaving?"

You looked at him dumbfounded.

"Well, I… No, I can stay. I'll sit with you."

"Sit with me? No, sleep with me."

You looked at each other then burst out laughing.

"Going straight to the point, are we?"

Kyungsoo's rumbling laughter filled the room as he got into his bed.

"Aish… Come here."

"Am I allowed to?"

"What are they gonna do, I'm already in here, ain't I?"

Strange, giddy, nerves took hold when you unlaced your shoes and got into bed, but dissipated as soon as he put his arm around you and pulled you in close.

“Good night”, he said and kissed your neck.

“Night?”

“Oh. No…”, he said drowsily. “The other…”

You waited to hear his final answer, but instead felt him settle; his hold loosening, chest rising slowly.

“Good nap, Kyung.”

#Kyungsoo scenario #kyungsoo fluff #kyungsoo angst

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thewritingstar · 4 years ago

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@tigerfire54 Hey, got the most chaotic idea ever! Gruvia has been betting on a baby ice mage or water mage but nine months later they found out babyGruvia had a mutation in his gene and is a firemage! (I'm still wheezing elp)

Ahhhh I’ve missed writing Gruvia!!!!! Okay here we go! Family fluff with no angst because apparently last Gruvia fic was too much lol :)

Tag list: @shellielyzabeth @be-dazzled @tigerfire54 @nostalgicxslumber

Enjoy!

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It came as no surprise when Juvia found out she was pregnant. The random sickness she had for weeks was driving her insane and the amount of cuddles she demanded from her husband even had her questioning her own sanity.

“Babe you sure you’re okay?” Gray had asked after they finished dinner. She didn’t eat much and rather set her eyes on him, what can she say, she married a handsome man.

“Juvia is fine-“ she thought sickness was only for the mornings and rushed to the bathroom.

That night they sat on the floor of the bathroom as the test laid between them.

They were silent at first, not knowing what was to come but Grays hand took hers and the tears that feel from his eyes were from pure joy.

“We are gonna be parents.” He said with a smile and she joined him with flushed cheeks as she stared at the symbol of their future.

—

“You know they are gonna take on our magic.” Gray had said as he rubbed her shoulders. It had been a couple of months since they had found out and her bump had grown with the time.

“Juvia hopes they have ice magic.”

He kissed the side of her neck with a laugh. “Of course you do. Well I think another water mage would be perfect.”

“Perhaps they will learn both.” Juvia smiled.

“Maybe.”

Gray imagined a little girl or boy running around. Small snowflakes bursting from their palms or a rainstorm coming down with every cry.

Either way the magic the baby would have or learn would come from them.

But they were wrong, so very wrong.

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The labor came in the passing months and after screaming, yelling and Grays hand being crushed but was not allowed to complain because his poor wife’s body was being ruined at the scene, they welcomed their daughter.

“Oh she has your eyes Gray.” Lucy cooed at the newborn. “And the blue hair, she’s beautiful.”

She was. The newest highlight of the Fullbuster family was here. Juvia never thought that she could love someone more than her husband and yet she would give the entire universe just to see her little baby girl smile.

The bets were placed on what magic she would take too. By the time she was walking, her parents showed her some tricks.

—-

She was five when it had happened. She came running into the door, a smile brighter than the sun as she stood in front of her parents.

“I did it!” Silver cried. “I did magic.”

Her father swept her off her feet into the air just as Juvia was walking in behind her, an unreadable expression on her face.

“Well Ice Cube.” He set her down. “Let’s see.” He sat on the couch and Juvia went to his side. “Oh babe this is it. Have you been teaching her water magic?” He asked and she gave him a soft smile.

“Juvia took Silver to train by the river and she did in fact learn magic.”

“You don’t sound too happy.”

Juvia looked at Gray and took his hand. “Juvia loves her baby no matter what and she expects Gray-sama to do so as well.”

He furrowed his brows. “Juvia I am going to love and be proud of her no matter what.”

“You promise?” She narrowed her eyes and he gulped.

“Um yes? I love our little girl.”

Juvia smiled. “Juvia knows, she was just checking. Okay Silver darling, daddy’s ready.” She clasped her hands together.

“Wait.” Gray said. “Shouldn’t we do this outside?”

“No!” Silver shouted. “I can do it here.”

Their daughter stood in the living room and nodded. She spread her feet apart a little but like she was preparing for battle and held her fists out.

“Juvia.” He said looking at her stance. “Water and Ice magic isn’t close combat.”

“Be quiet Gray-sama!” She shushed him.

Silver closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She whispered something to herself but nothing happened.

“Honey don’t forget magic is all about confidence. Get loud like you were taught.”

“Yes mama.” She took another deep breath before opening and closing her palms.

The words that let her lips made his blood turn cold.

“FIRE FLAME!” She yelled as blue flames erupted from her palms ina dazzling spark. They died within seconds and she dusted her palms on her pants. “Did you see that dad!” She jumped.

He nodded with a smile. “That’s very impressive Ice Cube. Why don’t you go get ready and we can go down to the guild.”

Silver beamed and ran towards her room. “Maybe Uncle Natsu will show me more!”

Gray turned with a worried look on his face.

“Juvia.”

“Yes?”

“Our daughter can not be a fire mage!” He whisper shouted.

“She might be and we as her parents will accept it.”

“Juvia.” He ran a hand through his hair. “We can’t help her if she’s in trouble or needs assistance. We would have to ask dumb ass flame bucket.”

Juvia gave him a kiss on the cheek. “Well it’s not too late to train her with ice. Maybe she can learn both.” She hummed.

Gray pouted. “I guess. But I would have rather had a baby who knew water magic too.”

“Darling you know that my magic is born not taught. Plus she seems to really enjoy the flames.”

Gray grumbled something. “I know but it sucks. I can’t believe I let him teach her.”

Juvia stood to grab her purse and Gray followed. “Juvia knows how you feel but imagine her surpassing him as the goal. A mage born into water and ice beating out the other elements.”

A small smile came to his face. “Yeah I guess so. I’ll teach her ice too and she will become an unstoppable force.”

The footsteps of Silver came into the room as she dropped to the floor to place her shoes on. “Daddy I wanna be able to do fire and ice!” She said as she had heard the previous statement.

He picked her up and ruffled her hair. “Of course you can Ice Cube. You can learn anything.”

“And maybe our next child will be of water.” Juvia chimmed in and Gray snapped his head towards hers.

“Next?” He asked breathlessly and she nodded.

He kissed the top of her head and smiled. “We are not letting our next child near Natsu”

“Oh absolutely not.” She laughed.

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Short and sweet. Hope you enjoyed and look...no angst :)

#gruvia #fairy tail #juvia loxar #gray fullbuster #fairytail #gray x juvia #thewritingstar #gruvia fic

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3rachasaucy · 5 years ago

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good little girl || mark lee

Word Count: 1.8K

Type: angst, fluff, not really mature themes but maybe you'd disagree 🤷🏼‍♀️

Warning: a little cursing, mentions of alcohol, i can't think of anything else

Description: Mark is a bad boy, but you're really not so convinced

A/N: lol, this is inspired by the song "Good Little Girl" from Adventure Time :) Also, I've been informed the ending is rude, so should I do a part 2???

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"I still don't see why you want to meet up with Mark and Jeno," you said to Yeji as you walked down the road with her to the bar the two boys said to meet them at. "They're bad news."

She grinned at you. "That's half the fun," she teased, making you giggle softly. "Besides, they're not so bad and Jeno is actually really sweet to me."

The way she talked about him...there was a twinkle in her eyes. Who were you to deny her that happiness? You would support her and Jeno and be there for her when she needed you.

"Still, why did I have to come?"

A snort left her mouth. "Because you and Mark clearly have the hots for each other. I want you to give him a chance."

You didn't really care to give him a chance. Mark Lee was not someone you wanted to get involved with. If you ever brought him home to your parents, they'd probably have an aneurysm. He just wasn't your ideal guy.

"Shit!" Jeno cursed as he and Mark ran out of the bar just as you and Yeji were arriving.

The two of you stopped, wondering what was happening. They rushed to you and Mark's hand wrapped around yours. "Run!" he instructed.

Jeno and Yeji were already ahead of you. You ran along with Mark, not asking questions. You could hear yelling behind you and you looked to see a small group of scary looking guys chasing after you.

"Hey," Mark said, his voice breathy from running. You looked at him. "Don't look at them. Focus on running."

You nodded, listening to his words. At the top of the hill, you guys met Jeno and Yeji. The guys were, surprisingly, pretty slow. Maybe they were drunk. "Okay, we need to lose them," Jeno panted.

Mark nodded in agreement, glancing to make sure you guys still had time. "Let's split up and meet at the spot."

"Got it."

With that, Jeno and Yeji went left and Mark once again took your hand, leading you right. "Mark, where are we going?" you asked as he pulled you along and you blindly followed him. Your legs had been cold earlier from wearing a skirt, but all the running certainly changed that and you were glad you had worn shorts under.

He glanced behind you guys, seeing a couple of the guys spotted him. "Don't worry," he merely said, not telling you they were coming. "We'll be okay."

He led you guys into a convenience store. "Mark?" the guy behind the counter questioned.

"We need to hide, Jungwoo."

The boy nodded, unlocking the supply closet for you two. Once you were inside, he shut it and locked it from the outside. The space was pretty tight. There were metal shelves, a desk, a computer showing the security cameras, and a chair. You watched as the guys rushed in, beginning to look around. They went to Jungwoo, who pointed in the opposite direction in which you guys came. Nodding their heads, they left.

Mark didn't seem to care. "Can't we leave now?" you asked.

He shook his head. "Not yet. We need to give them time to get away from us so we can leave. They could always come back, too."

This was clearly not his first time running from scary looking thugs. "Why are they even chasing us? What did you guys do?"

"They were creeping on this girl and Jeno decided to grab the stupid beer nozzle from behind the bar and spray them," he informed you.

Well, at least Jeno had good intentions. You hoped he and Yeji were okay. Turning to look at him, you caught him staring at your legs. You wanted to call him out, but you thought doing so in a supply closet was a bad idea...especially with the lack of space.

After another five minutes or so, he texted Jungwoo to let you guys out. "Here, wear this," Mark said, grabbing a bucket hat and putting it on your head. He gave Jungwoo some money for it. "Thanks for your help."

"No problem. You need to start being careful, Mark," he told him. "I'll text you if I see them again."

Mark smiled before you two left. "Where are we going? You guys just mentioned some spot," you commented, sticking close to Mark.

He glanced back, relieved to see no one was there. "It's just this old apartment complex Jeno's cousin owns. We have a unit where we go sometimes if we're being chased or just need to escape life," he informed you.

You nodded and followed him there, hoping Yeji and Jeno would already be there.

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Thankfully, the two were waiting outside for you guys. "I'm so glad you're okay!" Yeji exclaimed as the two of you hugged. "How'd you guys get away?"

"We hid in a supply closet at this convenience store," you told her. "His friend was working and helped us."

She nodded, glad Mark had protected you. Jeno felt a raindrop hit his head before a few more began to fall. "It's gonna start coming down good, we should get inside," he said, leading the way. "We should probably stay here for the night. We don't know how long those guys will try looking for us or if they got friends to help. It'll be safer this way."

Yeji seemed more than happy with the idea and you certainly weren't going to leave her alone with them, so you silently gave in.

The unit was pretty empty, but you weren't surprised. It wasn't where they lived, it was just like an emergency escape place. Jeno and Yeji disappeared to one room, so you were able to figure out you'd be staying with Mark.

"Come on," he said, leading you to his room.

Just like the rest of the unit, the room was basically empty. There was a mattress on the floor with a blanket, a guitar in the corner of the room, and what looked like a lighter by the window. Maybe it was for his cigarettes.

The rain was really coming down. Mark went to turn the lights on, but nothing. Of course the storm caused the power to go out...as if the night wasn't already awful.

Going to the closet, he grabbed something. It sounded like glass. When he turned around, you saw a few candles of varying sizes. He went to the window, grabbing the lighter before setting the candles down on the ground. He lit them, bringing a nice, soft light into the room.

Walking to the window, you watched the rain pour, kind of glad you guys had come there. Turning to Mark, you caught him staring at your legs again.

"They're just legs," you told him, tugging at your skirt.

He glanced up at you from the floor, grinning slightly. "They're distracting," he told you, standing up with a soft grunt. "Here, wear these."

He pulled some sweatpants from the closet, holding them out to you. You really didn't want to wear them. "Wear them or freeze," he told you softly.

With a sigh, you took them. "Turn around," you told him.

"Fine, fine."

You quickly took off the shorts and skirt, pulling the pants on. They were comfortable and you were actually glad you took them. Mark took you skirt and shorts, folding them and putting them in the closet before he took his own pants off and put some sweats on, removing his leather jacket as well.

He walked over, grabbing his guitar before going to the mattress. Sitting down, he leaned against the wall before he began strumming. You hadn't known he played, truthfully.

"Good little girl, always picking a fight with me. You know that I'm bad, but you're spending the night with me. What do you want from my world? You're a good little girl," he sang as he strummed.

You rolled your eyes, but you were secretly surprised that he could sing. "You know, you're not so bad, Mark Lee. I can tell you're not," you told him as he continued strumming. "You probably told Jeno to spray those guys."

Smart girl. How did you figure it out? "Not so bad? I see mothers cower on the streets when they see me. Professors cry when they see me on their class roster. I'm not good news."

Okay, he was clearly exaggerating. "Why try to seem like a bad guy? What's wrong with being good?"

He didn't respond and merely smirked before singing, "And they're looking right through your anatomy. Into your deepest fears, baby, I'm not from here. I'm from the Nightosphere. To me, you're clear, transparent. You got a thing for me girl, it's apparent."

A soft laugh left his mouth as he saw your expression. Really, you were just internally kicking yourself for even thinking he was cute. Mark Lee with his stupid, wavy blonde hair, almost innocent eyes, and adorable smile.

You walked over and sat next to him, making him stop strumming. "Why is your hair this color?" you asked, your hand going to the blonde locks and fiddling with them slightly.

"It was a bet and I lost."

Looking into his eyes, you didn't like the way he was looking at you. Before, when he was staring at your legs, there was lust. This time, however, his expression was soft. It freaked you out even more somehow.

You asked softly, "What was the bet?"

He grinned slightly. "That I wouldn't fall for you," he practically whispered. His eyes flickered to your lips, wanting to know how they felt on his own...how you tasted.

It was late, you were tired and delusional, so that was your excuse for kissing him. Truthfully, he was surprised, but he didn't argue and kissed you back. Your lips were soft and you tasted like strawberries.

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When Mark woke up the next morning, you were gone. His sweatpants were folded up next to him and your skirt and shorts were no longer in the closet. Leaving the room, he found Yeji and Jeno in the kitchen. They seemed happy, but their expressions fell a bit when they saw Mark.

"Sorry, Mark, she said she had to go," Yeji told him. She wasn't sure what happened, but she figured something had happened between you two.

He nodded his head, trying to pretend like he didn't care. Going back to the room, he let out a sigh as he sat down on the mattress. Why did his chest hurt?

Why was he upset you were gone? Shouldn't he be happy? You guys had made out the night before and he woke up without having to deal with you. Wasn't that a bad guy's dream? Getting what he wanted without consequences?

If that was the case, why wasn't he happy? Why was he wishing you were still there? And why did his chest hurt so much? Certainly he wasn't experiencing heartbreak...right?

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biblee16 · 4 years ago

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Zombies and Wedding Dresses

Fluff, zombie apocalypse AU, fiction, angst, violence etc.

Cameo: Jeon Jungkook

Warning: swearing

Lee Know x reader

A/N: hey guys so first of all the second part of my fanfic "A small mistake" is coming soon, anddd again it's my first time writing a fanfic so please forgive me if it's stupid or something lol.

So, today was the day. It was finally your sister Momo's wedding, you were so happy fo her.

There was so much chaos in the bride's dressing room all the bridesmaids were squeaking out of excitement except for you, you were pretty chill, I mean obviously you were excited for your sister getting married but ah you dint really like weddings alot, but you were just a tiny bit excited today though. (you'll know why ;) )

Your mom gasped as soon as she saw Momo while entering the room. You could see her tearing up already, and Momo being as cute as she is just giggled shyly. You smiled looking at them while your best friend nudges you from the side and says

"I bet today you're gonna have fun too".

And you just blush and look away and reply with a "Shut up". She just winks and goes back to taking pictures with the other bridesmaids, you smile and shake your head.

You go and sit beside your sister and say "You look so pretty, I bet the groom is gonna swoon after looking at you". Momo just giggles shyly and says "Thank you".

This is exactly what Momo was wearing with the same hairstyle which is a bun ↓

You and the other bridesmaids were wearing dresses with open hair, beach waves at the bottom and a little head accessory pinned on the side of your head.

This is the dress ↓

You had to admit that everyone looked so beautiful today, even you.

While the chattering in the bride's dressing room was going on, two guys excused themselves and entered the room. One of them was "him". Lee Know. Both of you were good friends and you had a huge crush on him, and so did he. Both of you knew about it, but never really confessed to each other. Maybe it was just perfect like this.

Anyways, he entered with his friend Jeongin, and you smiled at both of them, and they smiled back cause y'all knew each other. They said that its time. You saw your sister getting nervous and gave her a comforting side hug and said,

"It's alright, it's all gonna be okay, you remember that silly practice we had right?"

Momo took a deep breath and nodded with a smile. Your dad was standing near the door frame and you could see the pride and happiness in his eyes. You definitely knew that he had cried. He never does, but today was his eldest daughter's wedding after all.

You looked at Minho (aka Lee Know if you dint know lol) and he was already staring at you, your friend nudged you and you whispered "Stop it" in a silly way. You were so shy that your ears started turning red and you tried to hide them by fixing your hair. Minho looked so handsome, he looked like a man. He was wearing a black suit with a white formal shirt tucked inside his formal black pants with formal black shoes, but what caught your eyes was the way he had tucked a handkerchief in his collar, it was tucked in a way where it formed frills and hung down. Shit you were so attracted to that. He knew you would like it. OH GOD THIS MAN WAS GONNA BE THE DEATH OF YOU.

Well, they obviously had to leave to go do their own thing like small arrangements and teasing the groom of course.

Your mom went and stood outside, you and the bridesmaids including you followed behind. Y'all went and stood exactly at the entrance of the aisle while the groomsmen were standing at the end of the aisle, not exactly close to the groom though. You made eye contact with Minho and he did too.

Soft music started playing and the doors opened, your sister started walking up the aisle with your father, the groom couldn't stop smiling of course.

~ Timeskip ~

After the bride and groom exchanged their vows, you went back to your bestie who was going to meet her boyfriend, he was one of the groomsmen.

There was Chan, Hyunjin, Seungmin, Minho, Jeongin, Han, Felix, Changbin and your bestie's boyfriend. You had to admit that they were looking so handsome. You smiled and greeted all of them and they greeted you back. You could see that Seungmin was nudging Minho from the side and Minho just stamped his foot while smiling at you. You just mouthed a little ouch while looking at Minho and let out a small giggle.

Obviously your bestie ditched you and went off with her boyfriend. All the other boys went off leaving you and Minho alone.

"You look so beautiful" he said and smirked.

You looked down and blushed and said "Thank you, you look so handsome in that suit too".

He smiled at you, and said "Thank you". Both of you sat down on a table and watched the bride and groom dancing beautifully, after some time both of you got bored and decided to go to the huge backyard.

Both of you sat down on the table and chairs that were arranged there, and started talking about stuff like how you were getting bored and waiting for the wedding to start in the beginning, and he flirted with you here and there by saying "oh yeah, I was waiting to see you so bad, that's the reason I came in the bride's dressing room cause I knew you would be there" at which you blushed so hard and tried to hide your red ears but he stopped you and tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. Both of you just kept staring into each others eyes until he said "Let's take pictures, to make this day memorable".

You nodded and took pictures with him, in your phone as well as his phone and went on social media to post them on your stories and posts on Instagram and Snapchat.

After that y'all sat down and were just chatting with each other until your neighbour aka your close friend Jungkook comes up to you and says hi.

You stand up and hug him and introduce him to Minho and they bow and greet each other. Jungkook says "You look so pretty today" and you smile and say "Thank you, you finally wore formals today" and both of you laugh at that.

"I'd love to wear a jeans and a hoodie but c'mon people are gonna think I'm a crazy guy and the guards would probably kick me out if I wore something like that" he said and both of you laugh again.

After your little chat he says "Okay then, I'll see ya around soon" and leaves.

You wave back and say "bye" and sit down.

Now, when you sat down and looked at Lee Know you could see him looking away with an eyebrow raised and if you weren't wrong he was definitely gritting his teeth. You looked at him and asked if everything was okay, even though you could sense his jealousy. He just looked at you and gave a tight lipped smile and nodded.

You asked him again "Are you sure? I mean I'm kinda thinking someone's jealous" with a smirk.

He stared back at you, he held your head and got it close to him, you gasped and your breathing got heavier and he said "I. Said. I'm. Alright." You were so intimidated and you felt it's so hot at the same time. You sat back and said "Its alright to feel like that you know, but just to clear things up he's just my friend, and I don't think about him that way, I already have someone on my mind".

He smirked at this and asked "Oh really?, who is this someone that's on your mind?"

You smirk at him and just when you're about to confess it's Lee-______

You hear a loud screech of woman from the hall, which causes both of you look at each other and go inside to check, but Han runs outside and holds Minho's hand and says "You will not believe but please don't go in there, please".

Minho asks "Wtf is going on in there?!"

Han replies in a trembling voice "You may think I'm stupid, but trust me, if I'm not wrong those are Zombies". You and Lee Know just give each other puzzled looks. You say "Bullshit Han, tell us what's happening inside, my family and friends are in there!!!!".

You hear almost like an animalistic roar from inside. Your start to realize. No no no this can't be happening. Your parents. Your sister. Your best friend. All the people close to you. They're in there. You spot the group of boys all sweaty and shocked in the backyard. Lee Know looks at you and reads your expression.

People are starting to enter the backyard. Lee Know cups your cheeks and says "Hey hey Y/N look at me, everything is okay I'm sure about it, everyone is fine okay don't worry".

You're terrified. You start walking really fast towards the door, you know you can save them, they're alright. You know it. But Minho pulls you back, and says "Y/N no! Please listen to me, don't go there".

You finally shout in a trembling voice "MINHO MY FAMILY IS IN THERE!!!"

"Y/N NO PLEASE TRUST ME!!! WE HAVE TO GET OUT OF HERE!! I CAN'T LOSE YOU. NOT NOW GOD DAMMIT!!!" Minho shouts back.

Your eyes start to get blurry and then, you see it, with your own eyes. It punches the door and its hand falls off. Your eyes go wide and before you even know it Lee Know pulls you and starts to run, you somehow manage to remove those stupid heels while tripping a little bit. You start to run faster along with Minho and the boys ahead of you.

You look back, you cursed yourself for doing that because you saw Jungkook getting bitten by that disgusting rotten creature. You scream so loud that the creature turns looks at you, and starts to run towards you.

Minho looks at you and says "Y/N calm down, we're almost there, c'mon".

You finally see the door open and run out with everyone.

And oh boy a whole lot of zombies surrounds y'all. Somehow you, Lee Know and the boys with some other people have managed to escape from that crowd.

~ Timeskip ~

It's been 3 whole months or atleast what you think since the creatures have invaded the earth. They bite you, and you become one of them in a matter of 15 minutes. If you're strong enough you can stay a human for atleast 1 hour, but not more than that.

Thankfully, You, Minho, Hyunjin, Bang Chan, Seungmin, Jeongin, Changbin, Han and Felix had survived the wedding and ran off. You stayed in an abandoned shop for 1 month and decided to move since y'all were 9 people and the space wasn't enough. Y'all started to run out of food day by day and decided to starve yourselves, which wasn't good. All of you had found items to fight off the zombies.

The whole bunch was scared including you. You still never had your first kill though because Minho was always beside you and when something came up he would fight the creature off or cut off it's head with his axe. You carried around a Baseball bat and felt it was useless since you never fought any zombie and just stood like a coward if any of the creature approached you. You started to feel like a burden and it made you feel ridiculous.

All of you had decided to move to another small place which was probably a tiny restaurant. The boys had locked up the place by putting down the shutters and nailing a bunch of wooden slabs on the transparent glass of the restaurant for safety.

You gasped and swung your bat after you felt a hand on your shoulder brining you back from your thoughts. Thankfully Minho ducked at the right time and said,

"Hey hey hey, calm down Y/N it's just me". For which you gave a sigh of relief and apologised to him.

He told you that they were gonna go out and look for a place for food since y'all were running low again.

"I'll come along too, please". You said.

"Y/N no please, I can't lose you. I can't risk looking away for a second and you getting taken away from me". He said.

"Minho please I can protect myself, please just let me come along, I wanna help". You pleaded.

He just let's out a huff and says "Alright, but please be careful".

Bang Chan and Han come towards you both all ready with their weapons. Chan speaks up and says "C'mon guys, there's no time to waste, we gotta go now".

You get up from you seat and look down at your dress and decide to tear off the expensive material hanging from your thighs that has already been torn and ruined.

You take your baseball bat and look at the boys and notice that they were staring at your legs. Minho takes notice and pulls you close to him and says "Let's go guys, and hope that we survive while coming back". Han laughs nervously and says,

"YEAH, LETS SPILL SOME ZOMBIE BLOOD BABY"

At which y'all laugh, all the other boys wish you good luck and remind you to be careful.

So, now all 4 of you are walking down the empty road looking puzzled and wondering where the zombies are. "Maybe they thought we're scary and ran away" Han says at which Chan scoffs and says "If that was the case they wouldn't attack us in the first place" at which Han just nods in agreement.

After walking a little further Minho looks into his GPS on Google Maps and tells you to stop and says that there is a convenience store very closeby. Y'all decide to go there and when you reach there, oh boy there were so many of those creatures in there and they were hoarded in one particular spot.

Chan looks at this and says "This is brilliant" and Minho asks with a confused look "What do you mean?".

Chan replies "Look all of them are distracted by something, so while they are hoarded in one place like that, we can go and collect whatever we get and sprint off from there". Y'all agree to this and do whatever you're told.

You're still pretty scared while you enter very slowly into the store. You team with Minho, and Chan and Han team up and decide to go the other side. You start collecting whatever you see, and so does Minho. From towels to small candy bars and battery cells.

Suddenly you hear something shift on the other side of the stand and look over at Minho who has noticed it too. Your hand starts trembling while Minho comes next to you and signals a finger to his mouth whispering a small "sh".

Minho moves the tissue box very slowly and gives a sigh of relief once he does, you get confused and look over to see that its just Chan holding his knife ready to attack thinking you're a zombie too.

Y'all tell each other to stay safe while you go to the other section of the store, and start picking up everything randomly, since you need to leave soon.

As you're putting the huge Skittles packet in the cart, you look down to see a hand reaching out to hold your leg. You get so terrified but thankfully you suppress your scream and squeak to call Minho but can't spot him. Your eyes go wide and run to get away from the creature as fast as you can.

Thank God you spot Han and go hug him from behind at which he let's out a squeak and you cover his mouth immediately to avoid drawing attention. Han looks at you and looks at what your finger points at and unfortunately he drops the glass bottle of kimchi from his hand.

Chan and Minho come running towards you and Minho almost skids to see what happened and boy oh boy. There were atleast 15 zombies surrounding you and Han. Both you and Han look at Chan and Minho and run toward them and somehow one of the Zombie grabs your hand, but thanks to your reflexes you swing your baseball bat and hit 4 Zombies by literally knocking out their brains at once and run towards Minho and hug him without realizing you literally killed 4 zombies with just a swing of your bat.

Minho looks down at you and says "You had your first 4 kills" with a shocked face and you start to realize and just open your mouth in shock and look behind to see and that's what had happened.

You decide to be brave and join Chan in killing all those Zombies with Minho and Han joining in too.

You start to notice how good you're getting at this and just for a second when you look away to see how Minho's doing, a hand grabs forcefully at your hair and yanks your head back. You scream in pain and look over at Minho for help and see that he is already charging at the zombie to cut off his head into pieces while mumbling "Don't you dare touch her you fucking shit" and he's running towards you to save you, you start to notice the creature's bad breath is so close to your neck and realize that its gonna bite you.

Thankfully Minho takes a hold of you and yells at you to duck while he cuts of its head and it falls to the ground. You hug Minho tightly and pant heavily into his chest while he just soothes out your hair in a way to comfort you.

With just one look to each other all of you decide to leave the place before anything bad happens and take your carts and sprint off.

After you reach back to your survival place with all the stuff you had, the boys get really happy to see all kinds of yummy food and you just smile at them.

You go to Minho and give him a hug but he pushes you away. You look puzzled and ask him what's the reason he did that. "Hey what's wrong with you" you ask.

"What's wrong with me is it?, C'mon Y/N I told you it's not safe for you out there but you being a stubborn ass wanted to tag along and almost got yourself killed and turned into a zombie by one of those fuckers, do you have any idea how fucking scared I was? NO you only care about what you want!" He yells and walks away.

You're shocked at his words and you realize that tears are already falling down your cheeks. All your insecurities start to hit you at once and you realize that how you're just adding upto their number and how much of a burden you are to them.

Its been atleast 30 minutes with you sitting on one of the table and chairs playing with a knife in your hand and deep in thought still thinking about what Minho had told you.

You don't even notice him coming and sitting beside you. He puts his head on your shoulder and kisses it and you're drawing you away from your thoughts.

He looks at you and says "I'm so so so sorry, I promise I dint mean any of that, I just wanted to keep you safe that's it, please forgive me".

You start to speak "No Minho, you're right. I'm sorry, I'm being such a burden right now, it's better if I just die. Imagine, y'all can do so much better without me. You don't have to protect a cowa-"

Minho covers your mouth with his hand and cuts you off by saying in a very concerned voice "Y/N, no no no you're not a burden to us, you were never a burden to us. I don't know if you thought about this when I yelled at you or if it was there on your mind for a long time but let me tell you one thing. Without Y/N, Minho is absolutely nothing. I don't what I would do without you. You give me so much confidence and strength just by your presence and no you're not a coward, if you were a coward you couldn't have killed all those Zombies in the store or ran off with us on the wedding day. It takes guts to leave your family Y/N, and I could never do that. That's what makes me wanna protect you. You don't have anyone but still at this point you care so much about me".

You're tears just keep streaming down and you're shocked at his words. "I love you Minho" you say. Minho just looks down and blushes so hard and looks away while smiling. "I love you too" he replies back and closes the space between you two and you share the best kiss of your life.

No you don't care if an apocalypse is going on right now. All you care about is that you have Minho and your friends with you. As long as they're safe and you're with Minho, you're happy. You did leave your parents, but if that day if you had left Minho's hand and ran off then it was sure that you would get bit too. It's all in the past. Right now all that matters to you is Minho and your friends.

The End.

A/N: Oh my god guys this is so cringe 😂😂. I'm so sorry if you dint like it I tried my best. But thank you so much for reading it tho :)). Love ya.

#stray kids #Lee Know x reader #Minho x reader #Lee Minho x reader #Stray kids imagine #Lee Know imagine

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orange-waterfalls · 5 years ago

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Protect Me

Captain Magnum x gender neutral!reader

@obessionfanboy ty for the... request? Request! Ty for the request.

A/N: Me: *uses the exact same picture for two fics*. lol. It seemed to fit here as well and I was too lazy to go back and change the other one... uh this one's angsty, dude. Mostly angst. I had to add fluff at the end I'm SORRY. I had such a good time writing this, dude, I just... AHH. ok. ok I'm good. Rated T for torture, blood and gore(?).

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Captain Magnum glared angrily towards the horizon as he clutched the wheel tightly. He'd never had a problem with other pirates before. But he never had anything to lose before. And then you came along.

You were his soft spot. His weakness. He knew people would take advantage of that, but he didn't think much of it.

And then they took you.

It all happened so fast. You were sitting next to him, singing a shanty he taught you while the others danced. He couldn't help but stare at your face. Your wonderful face… He found it hard to believe that you were his. Not like you belonged to him. You were your own person. But… you were his! It was too good to be true…

That part was right.

There was a sudden explosion from the left. You would've gone flying if Magnum hadn't caught you. He could barely see through the smoke, but he could make out a ship next to theirs. He led you to his cabin and put you inside.

"Stay here 'til I tell ye 'tis safe," he instructed softly. You grabbed his hand when he tried to walk away from you.

"What? No, I'm helping,"

"No, ye're not. Stay here."

"I'm useful!"

"I know ye be!"

"Then let me-"

"Y/N!" He grabbed your shoulders and looked you in the eyes. You stopped at his sudden authority. "I wants t' keep ye safe… please… I don't want t' lose ye." your eyes softened and you sighed.

"Ok. I'll stay here," you smiled. He kissed your forehead and closed the door. You figured, at least, you could hide a bit better. You found a large barrel in the back of the room. You thought that'd be as good a place as any.

Captain Magnum fought off opposing pirates on the deck with the rest of the crew. His size helped an awful lot. He was much larger and stronger than the other pirates. He batted them away like flies. His ex-first-mate ran up next to him.

"Captain, where be Y/N?" He asked over the gunshots and cannonfire. He had been salty over the fact that you'd been made first mate, but you soon got along. He started thinking of you as a little sibling, so he wanted you to be safe just as much as the captain did.

"Safe in me cabin, don't worry," Magnum answered. The ex…(look, imma just call him… John. His name is John now) John looked over at Magnum's cabin to make sure you were actually safe.

"Uh… Captain?" He called for his attention. Magnum looked at him. He was pointing towards the open door of his quarters.

"Oh, no, no, no, no," he mumbled under his breath as he ran over to the open door. He threw the stuff to and fro, not caring what he broke, trying to find you.

"Oh, God," John whispered. Magnum whipped around to him, finding him staring to the side. He ran over to see what he was looking at. There you were.

Tied up.

In the arms of the enemy.

Magnum couldn't believe it. He didn't want to believe it. He'd lost you. He'd failed you. He wanted to keep you safe… that's all he wanted to do.

"Um... I found... I found this attached t' th' wall..." John said and handed a letter to the Captain. He gently took it.

"If you want them back, you'll follow these directions…"

You sat staring blankly at the ocean while the pirates drank and cheered all around you. You were tied to the mast in the center of the ship, unable to move your arms. You were sitting. The captain of the ship walked over to you.

"Oh, come on, now. Lighten up!" he shouted. "We be good scallywags... Right fellas?!" the entire crewed bellowed out a "yeah" that shook you to your core.

"What you are is a bunch of squiffy miscreants who need to let me the fuck go," You snarled. You had picked up a bit of pirate slang while on the ship. You learned that "squiffy" meant "stupid" and "miscreant" meant "villain".

"Oh, I see we 'ave a brave one here," the captain chuckled darkly. You turned your head away from him, but he grabbed your chin and turned you back towards him. "I don't reckon ye understand... I be-" his villainous monologue was cut off by you biting his thumb. He yelled out and stumbled back.

"Fuck you, dickhead!" You shouted.

"Ow, wha' in Davy Jones' locker! Are ye feral or somethin'?" He hissed as he cradled his bleeding hand. You bared your teeth and growled like a wild animal. The crew all stepped back. He looked at them, then turned to you. "I don't take disrespect lightly. I bet we can fix that courage o' yers…" he snapped and two men untied you from the pole. You kicked them and ran towards the plank at the side of the ship. You turned towards them as they stepped towards you.

"Don't move! I'll jump! I will!" You warned. The captain held out his hand for the crew to stop walking.

"Listen, kid, we be plannin' on holdin' ye fer ransom against Captain Magnum. If he gets here 'n ye're dead? Well, then, we be jus' gonna kill 'im 'n his crew, 'n take thar loot fer ourselves. Ye wouldna like that, now would ye?" He asked. You frowned and looked at the water below before sighing and walking back onto the deck. "Yeah, that's wha' I thought." You could hear the smirk in his voice and it made you sick. A particularly large man with an eyepatch led you under the deck. He closed the hatch and pulled out a knife. Your eyes widened as you stumbled back and fell onto the floor. You started to hyperventilate and tried to move away from him. He sighed.

"This will hurt less if ye jus' sit thar 'n take it."

The crew finally arrived where they were told to go. Captain Magnum instructed two crewmates to bring a chest full of treasure. John ran up to him.

"But, Captain, can't we try 'n-" he began.

"Would ye rather 'ave treasure or 'ave Y/N back?" He responded bluntly. John opened his mouth, but sighed when he realized he had nothing to argue.

They walked into an abandoned building and entered a room that looked like it used to be a ballroom. The opposing captain sat in a velvet chair at the top of some stairs.

"Well, well, well! Look who finally decided t' show up! One eyed Jack was gettin' tired…" he mocked. Magnum clenched his fists at the implication that something happened to you.

"I brought yer treasure. Give me back me first mate," he glowered.

"Oh, come on now. Why so serious? Can nah we chat first? How was yer day?" The captain laughed. Magnum's crew all took out guns and pointed them at the opposing crew. The captain rolled his eyes.

"Alright, fine, take yer mate. They was so borin'. They barely even screamed durin' th' torture…"

Magnum could feel his face heat up in anger. His body went cold as he saw a large man drop your limp body in front of him. He breathed shakily as he saw the blood all over you. He could see tears stream down your face. Your breathing was shallow and your eyes were closed. Jack and another crewmate lifted you up and carried you back to the ship. Magnum refused to look up from the floor.

"Now, hand o'er th' chest, Magnum," the captain said in a sing-song voice. Two crewmates started sliding the chest over to the opposite crew, but Magnum blocked them with his log-leg.

"Fight me fer it." Magnum demanded.

"Pardon?"

"If ye're such a good pirate, then fight me fer th' chest."

"Wha'? No! That wasn't th' deal!"

"I guess if ye're too scared…" The pirate clenched his fists for a moment before smirking.

"Alright, then, Captain, ye've got yourself a deal." Both men stood in the center of the room. "Good ole-fashioned duel?" Magnum nodded and took out his pistol. The other captain did the same. One eyed Jack stood back a bit, and leaned over to Captain Magnum, covering his mouth with his hand and whispering something in his ear. The other captain didn't think much of it. His first mate would never do anything to harm him.

One-eyed Jack counted to ten paces, but the opposing captain turned before he finished. He had a shit-eating grin on his face, thinking he'd caught Magnum off-guard. His grin fell when he saw Magnum already pointing his pistol. Both men fired, but in his panic, the other captain missed. Magnum did not. The captain fell, screaming and holding his shoulder. Magnum looked down at him for a moment before putting his pistol away and lifting the chest, taking it back to the ship. His crew followed. The other captain sat on the floor, breathing heavily as blood gushed out of the wound. One-eyed Jack leaned down to him.

"Wha' in Davy Jones' locker did ye say t' 'im?!" The captain yelled. One-eyed Jack took the Captain's hat and put it on his own head.

"That ye always turn at 9, cap'n," he monotoned. The captain stared at him in disbelief as the larger man patted his good shoulder and left him there to bleed.

Captain Magnum stared at you from across his cabin as John patched you up. You stared blankly into space, and it was making him nervous. You hadn't said a single word since you got back. You'd barely even moved. He'd tried to get you to eat something but you just sat, staring. He was worried.

Jack finished with the last bandage and patted your arm.

"Feel better soon, kid," he whispered. You made no response. He sighed and nodded to the captain as he left. Magnum slowly walked over to you and sat in the chair by the bed.

"A-Ahoy, beauty... How... How are ye doin'?" He stuttered. You didn't respond. "How much... Does it hurt?" Still nothing. "Are ye okay?" You made absolutely no effort to make any sort of sign to let him know anything. He felt his stomach tighten when he realized you were probably in shock or… traumatized or… something. He felt tears stinging his eyes, but he refused to let them fall. He needed to be strong. For you.

"Ye... ye needs t' eat. Ye... prolly lost a lot o' blood. Ye needs t' eat." he said desperately. He sat a plate down in front of you. Nothing. "I'll... Be here if ye wants t' talk. I won't weigh anchor. I promise I won't." He moved to the other side of the room again, wanting to give you space.

You didn't move for the rest of the day. It had gotten dark, and two meals had passed. You hadn't moved an inch. You just sat staring into space. He tried to initiate conversation a few times, but stopped when he finally figured out you weren't going to respond anytime soon. When night came around, he figured he'd get into bed with you. You did close your eyes as he laid you down and held you close to his chest.

"I love ye," he whispered against your head. You didn't respond.

You made no effort to get up in the morning. Magnum had to sit you up against the wall himself. He brought you breakfast and tried to coerce you into eating again. When that didn't work, he tried to feed you. He held a piece of food up against your mouth. You did nothing, even when he practically begged you to eat something. You did, however, let the water slide down your throat when he tilted your head back and poured. He figured that was good, so he left you alone. Not once did he leave the room when you were going through this. He stated by your side the whole time and left Jack in charge of the ship. He talked to you, knowing you wouldn't answer. He didn't even know if you could hear him. It didn't look like you could.

Every morning he sat you up, trying to ask how you were, eventually leaving you alone.

Every meal, he tried to feed you and eventually gave up, giving you water.

Every other hour he tried to make conversation, eventually realizing it wasn't working.

Every night he laid you down and held you close, saying I love you, eventually realizing you weren't going to say it back.

This went on for… days? Weeks? He'd lost track at this point. He barely slept at night because he wanted to make sure you wouldn't have nightmares. You had one or two, but mostly, you were fine. He didn't eat until you drank water, and he spent hours trying to feed you. He felt like his sanity was slipping every day you weren't alright.

One night, while he was holding you close as always, he said something different.

"I won't always be able t' protect ye, I know I won't. But I needs ye t' trust that I'll try me best," he paused, hoping you would respond. You didn't. He sighed. "I love ye…" he thought he felt you clutch onto his shirt as he was falling asleep. Nah. Couldn't be. He thought.

He sat you up against the wall in the morning, as always. A crewmate brought food and sat in on the bed. He sighed as he watched you for a minute. Your eyes looked… better. Less dull. He shook his head, brushing it off as his imagination. He picked up the food and held it up to your mouth.

"Please, darlin', please. Jus'... Eat?" He begged. You didn't move. He looked down, feeling the tears. No. Not now. Be strong. He told himself. He took a deep breath and looked back up at you. You were sitting there, same position, with your mouth slightly open.

Wait…

Your mouth… was open! Only a bit, but it was open. Magnum felt his hand start to shake in excitement and joy, but he kept it down. He swallowed, deciding to push his luck.

"Well, ye can nah put grub in that wee space. Come on, open up!" he pushed. One side of your mouth upturned a bit, but fell back to its original position as you opened your mouth wider. Magnum smiled and breathed shakily as you chewed the food and swallowed.

You are the entire plate, and he gave you water like always. He sat on his knees, laying his head on his arms, watching you for any other movement. You glanced at him occasionally and that was like all the treasure in the world to him. He sat back in his chair and started talking again. You seemed to be listening, or at least paying attention to him, so he kept talking he made a joke at one point and you exhaled through your nose, grinning slightly. It was the most beautiful thing to him in that moment.

You would open your mouth to let him feed you for the next couple days, and you'd make small responses to things he'd tell you. You'd tilt your head slightly, raise your eyebrows a bit, he even got the occasional eye roll. He would watch you the whole time he talked just to see these little actions. They were what kept him going.

A few weeks after you'd started this, he'd stayed up all night trying to see you do something. He'd already fed you breakfast, and it'd be time for lunch soon. He sat at the other side of the cabin, looking at you. You sat straighter in the bed. You actively looked around instead of just staring at one place, and your fingers occasionally twitched when you saw something you found interesting. He tried to stay awake to feed you lunch, but he just couldn't. He fell asleep in the chair.

He woke up feeling groggy, the way you do after a nap. His neck was sore and his back was stiff. His vision was blurry, and he groaned as he adjusted to the lighting of midday. His first thought was to look over and see what you were doing. You were just sitting there, eating…

You were eating?! You were eating!

You were picking up the food and putting it into your mouth, drinking too!

Magnum almost shot up from his chair as he realized this, making both the chair and the floor creak in protest. You looked over at him, eyes wide. In your eyes was confusion with a slight hint of fear. Magnum sat back down, hands clutching the armrests. You turned back to your food and continued eating, glancing at him in concern. He just sat there and watched you, wide eyed, a goofy smile on his face. When you finished your food and water, he sped over to the bed and plopped in the chair. You leaned back a bit, and you both sat there staring at each other for a solid minute. He cleared his throat.

"Ahoy, beauty!" He said in a raised voice. You winced, so he quieted down. "How are ye doin'?" He asked. You gave him a small smile and a thumbs up. Magnum felt his heart speed up and his breathing quicken.

"How much does it hurt?" You held your hand with your palm facing the ground, shaking it a bit. He nodded.

"Are ye okay?" You smiled again and nodded slightly. Magnum felt the tears again and let them fall. Your smile dropped as you set a gentle hand on his shoulder, shaking it slightly.

"I be okay, I be alright. 'tis alright. I be jus'... So, so happy ye're okay…" he reassured. You smiled and laid your head on his shoulder as he started talking. You participated a bit more during his storytelling, letting out little gasps and laughs and "oh"s and "eee"s and… it was a bit overwhelming for him. He hadn't heard this much out of you in months. He hadn't realized how much he'd missed it…

You ate your other meals on your own as he just watched you. You blushed and turned away from him a few times, which made him laugh.

A few days later, he'd decided that it'd be a good time to take you out onto the deck. The crew stopped what they were doing and looked at you in concern and surprise. Jack was in the middle of a story, and Magnum told him to continue. He kept watching you for any sign of anything bad, but smiled when you let out a snicker. The crew understood that you probably wouldn't want to talk about your… experience and left you alone about it. You still hadn't really talked, but they were happy with what you had done.

That night, Magnum got into bed with you, same as always. This time you turned and snuggled up into him yourself. He smiled at the affection he missed oh so much. He sighed and kissed your head, whispering the same thing he always did. This time, you responded.

"I love you more…" you whispered in a scratchy voice. He decided to push.

"More than wha'?" He asked. You don't answer for a moment and he worried.

"More than all the treasure and adventure in all the seven seas…" you finally stated. He smiled and pulled you close, holding you tight and never wanting to let go...

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hopeless-lovex0 · 5 years ago

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I HAVE A DREAM (PART 12)

Kim Hongjoong Fanfic

Warning: Angst. Cheating. Heartbreak. Cursing. Fluff.

Song for this chapter: I Have A Dream by Amanda Seyfried

Here it is fellow atiny’s and kpop stans! The song that inspired this whole story! The scenario of someone watching the moon high up while singing this song came to my mind and I wanted to write a story about it but I didn’t know how. Sooner or later Hongjoong came to mind as well as the plot of a baby in the picture so ta-da I Have A Dream was born 😁😁 I hope you guys liked this weeks update, I really really loved writing this part as it was what inspired this whole thing. I hope you guys loved it as much as I do and without further ado... Here’s part 12 of IHAD

Y/N lets out a shuddered breath as the beginnings of the cold fall air dances all around her. The tips of her ears and nose turning pink from the chilling temperature and she huffs in annoyance, a small cloud of warmth emitting in front of her. She rolls her eyes at the sight, small puffs of warm air coming out of her mouth repeatedly. How I hate the cold temperature.

To her right stands Kyung Mi in a dark blue jean jacket thrown on top of a black graphic oversized hoodie, black pants and black boots completing the whole look. Y/N was dressed up in a black long sleeve shirt, dark blue jeans and beige slip-on shoes along with a long beige trench coat completing her look.

To say that Y/N was feeling herself was a complete understatement, the outfit gave her a mature and sophisticated rich mom look. Although Y/N never dressed up that often especially for dinner, she was honestly bored of the plain old maternity dresses. Ever since her belly has started to show and her clothes started to fit less and less, the only thing her body would allow to fit under her boobs and over her growing belly were dresses and baggy shirts (occasionally some leggings).

The black long sleeve made her stomach and boobs look amazing, the jeans that she had recently purchased lifting up her booty and supported the bottom of her belly without causing discomfort. The long beige trench coat adding a chic finish and Y/N honestly loved it.

Kyung Mi watches her pregnant best friend in amusement, the red, orange and purple light's of the sunset ahead of them causing her melanin golden skin to sparkle like diamonds. Soft waves of hair cascading down her chin and past her breast, enveloping her in a halo of beautiful fluffy shiny hair.

She was honestly glowing and Kyung Mi loved how confident she felt, the events from the past few days pushed behind to at least have fun tonight. The cold temperature dampens the mood slightly but honestly, this was the first time in a long time that Y/N has gone out and enjoyed herself with friends and she would be damned if Hongjoong continued to ruin her life.

They continued to walk towards the small family restaurant located in front of where Y/N works before finally hearing the familiar loud laughter and chatter coming from the building. Kyung Mi walks slightly in front of Y/N to open the door for her, letting her walk in first then following close behind her. “ You know it's gonna be kinda awkward for me right..?” Kyung Mi mumbles out to Y/N as they both scan the tables around them for the rest of the guys.

“ What do you mean?” Y/N asks her back before hearing her name being called towards her left, turning towards that direction and spotting San, Mingi, Wooyoung, and Yunho huddled in a spacious booth. “ I've only ever meet San and Yeosang. Don't you think it'll be weird that I'm here?” Kyung Mi rushes out as she walks after Y/N feeling slightly nervous to meet the guys that have been “protecting” Y/N so far.

“ Don't worry about it, I'm sure they'll love you since I love you so don't worry about it.” Y/N smiles up at Kyung Mi, internally screaming at how tall her best friend is. “ Awww y/n~~~~ this is the first time you say you love me out loud” She says, bringing both her hands up and placing them on top of her heart while she fake sobs. Y/N shakes her head while giggling to herself, mumbling goofball under her breath before finally stopping in front of the booth.

“ Guys, I would like you to meet Kyung Mi. She's a teacher in the school here and she's also my best friend.” Y/N says as she introduces her tall awkward friend to the group of guys. Mingi and Yunho quickly stick out their hands and introduce themselves with giant goofy smiles causing Kyung Mi to relax a little. “ Hey Kyung Mi! I'm San, we meet a couple days ago when I brought Y/N home.” San says as he helps Y/N take off her coat and hang it on a stand next to the booth they are sitting.

Kyung Mi greets him with a small wave and a smile before someone clearing their throat catches her attention. Facing the rest of the guys, she turn towards the only one left to introduce himself watching as he gives her a charming smile.

“ It's nice to meet such a beautiful lady! My name is wooyoung, and you are...?” He says in a soothing charming voice that would cause any girl to swoon on the spot, but it only causes Kyung Mi to internally cringe and scream. From the corner of her eye she sees San and Y/N trying their hardest to keep in their laughs, causing Kyung Mi to sigh in annoyance.

Keeping eye contact with Wooyoung, she summons the best friendly smile she can before finally speaking.

“ Gay, very much gay.” she states firmly, causing Mingi and Yunho to laugh at the look of disbeliefef plastered on wooyoung's face. Shaking his head, wooyoung gives her a big smile and sticks out his hand out “ In that case, we can both be each other’s wing person” He cheers out causing Kyung Mi to break out in a big grin and San yell at him from his side of the booth.

Putting her hand into wooyoung's slightly bigger one, she gives it a firm shake smiling back at him. “ My name is Kyung Mi and I'll like that.” she says with a laugh, finally sitting down and all of them starting to search the menu for food.

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Y/N lets out a big sigh once she got home, belly full of delicious food making her feel sleepy.

After finishing up her dinner with Kyung Mi and the guys, they both walked home with Y/N being dropped off first then Kyung Mi walking a couple houses down before getting home as well.

“ Hey baby sis! How was dinner?” Youngji calls out as he hears the front door close, Y/N walking into the living room a couple seconds after. Plopping down on the sofa, she lifts up her legs and sets them on Youngji’s lap. “ Can you help me take off my shoes? And dinner was fun! How’s hwanwoong and the rest of the guys doing?” She asks as her brother takes off her shoes and begins massaging her ankles.

“ I'm glad you had fun, although I still don't trust them 100% and hwanwoong and the guys are doing great. This break is doing us good, I'm honestly going to cry when I have to go back.” Youngji says as he continues to rub Y/N’s swollen ankles, keeping his eyes on the show in front of him.

“ I bet, how many weeks do you have left ?” Y/N asks, taking her feet off her brother's lap and getting up walking towards the kitchen. “ Just 2 more weeks before finally going back. Do you plan on going back to Seoul yet or are you staying here for the whole pregnancy?” Youngji questions as he watches his sister take out a glass and fill it with apple juice.

“ I think I'll go back to Seoul when I'm around 6 months. I'll go to my regular appointments here but I want to give birth over there. Y’know the hospital mom gave birth to us.” Y/N says as she takes sips of her juice, finishing it up in three large gulps.

“ I think that's a good idea! You can stay with me when your in Seoul and I think mom would love for you to have the baby in the same hospital. I think she would cry to be honest.” Youngji finishes off with a laugh, already visualizing their mother crying at Y/N deciding to have her baby at the same hospital they were born at.

Both siblings laugh together before finally letting silence invade the small kitchen. “ Well I'm gonna go to sleep now, that dinner made me a little sleepy so I'll head up first.” Y/N says as she heads towards the stairs leading upstairs, picking up her discarded coat and hanging it up in the bottom banister.

Youngji walks up to her and gives her a kiss on the forehead, leaning down and kissing his sisters stomach. “ Alright, you and my niece have a good sleep. Call my name if you need anything.” he finished off patting her stomach and watching her steps as she goes up the stairs.

Humming out, Y/N continues up the stairs and towards her room softly closing the door and shuffling towards her queen sized bed. Sitting down she carefully removes her pants and leans down to pull them over her feet. Standing back up she makes her way towards her wardrobe and takes out a pair of sweatpants and a grey hoodie, pulling her sweatpants up then taking her shirt off and replacing it with the hoodie.

Taking ahold of her flowy soft hair, she gathers it all up and ties it down as a low ponytail. Tucking away any loose strands, she walks towards her big window that outlooks the back of her house.

Watching the trees sway with the wind, she catches a glimpse of the crystal clear lake that locals use for fishing. Staring at it for a couple of seconds, she grabs a pair of slip-on shoes and walks towards her door. Making sure to not make any noise, she opens and closes her door as carefully as she can. Tiptoeing down the stairs, she checks to see her brother in the living room dozing off.

Taking that as her chance, she quietly grabs her big coat and puts it on walking towards the back of the house and slipping out through the back door.

Walking through the green bushes and falling leaves, she takes the path from her house towards the lake hearing the soothing sounds of nature envelop her like a blanket. Deep in thought, she fails to realize that she started to slowly sing the song her mother used to sing for her and her brother.

Continuing her walk towards the lake, she rubs soothing circles on her belly as she steadily sings the song to her bump.

I have a dream, a song to sing

To help me cope with anything

If you see the wonder of a fairy tale

You can take the future even if you fail

I believe in angels

Something good in everything I see

I believe in angels

When I know the time is right for me

I'll cross the stream, I have a dream

Y/N softly sings the last part of the song to her belly, eyes sparkling with love and a small smile placed on her soft slightly chapped lips.

Sitting down on a big rock overviewing the entire lake, she admires the big bright full moon shinning down on the clear calm water. Closing her eyes, she takes in the air delicately flowing all around her lifting up various leaves and flying them into the clear lake.

Continuing her humming, she leans back into her arms and opens her eyes slightly to look at the big moon watching over her. Her peaceful moment gets interrupted by the familiar voice of a Shiba Uni plush loving dancer.

“ With a voice like that, I'm surprised you never thought about being a singer.” San says as he slowly walks up to the pregnant women a couple of feet away from him, watching as she snaps her head up and sets her eyes on him.

“ What are you doing here San? How did you know I was here?” Y/N questions as San finally stands next to her and sits down next to her, making sure to leave some space between them as to not make her uncomfortable.

“ I was going to ask your brother for permission to walk you to work tomorrow, but instead I saw you sneaking out through the back and I decided to follow you. I gotta say.. This place is absolutely breathtaking.” San says as he takes in the view in front of him, the light from the full moon hanging in the sky making the water sparkle like diamonds.

“ I wasn't sneaking out, I just needed some fresh air and it is isn't it? I found it two days after I moved here.” Y/N whispers out, the view of the lake causing her tense shoulder to finally drop. San hums in acknowledgement, looking at her for a couple seconds before turning his gaze back towards the sparkling lake.

They both sit together in complete silence, listening to the small chirps of the crickets and hoots of a family of owls nearby. They watch as the wind continues to blow leaves into the air, small yellow and orange fronds dancing all around them before finally landing on the water in front of them.

The silence lasts only a couple minutes before Y/N ends up breaking it, catching the attention of San. “ I heard that the reason why you guys came here... was because you guys were fighting with Hongjoong... Mingi said that you guys excluded him from everything outside the company.” She whispers out, turning her head towards San and watching as he avoids her glaze.

“ Yeah... We avoided him the best we could when it wasn't related to performing or interviews. All of us felt resentment towards ourselves and him... for driving you away from us.” He mumbles out, continuing to watch the leaves flow into the water.

“ But... Why? I mean we all had a good friendship going and I honestly considered you guys family... But why let someone like me ruin such a close bond that you guys had. I'm a nobody, to you and the public. What could you guys possibly gain from ruining your friendship with Hongjoong just to gain mine back..?” She says, sitting up straighter and waiting for San to answer.

“ You're wrong. To us you aren't a nobody... You are family to us. So many of us depend on you when we're feeling down. You're the only one who knows how to calm down Jongho when he's feeling irritated or sad. You're the only one that Yeosang feels 100% comfortable to talk too openly. Wooyoung and Mingi practically run to you when their backs are hurting. You know how to keep up with Yunho’s energy and know when it's appropriate for him to tone it down. Seonghwa hyung always goes to talk to you when he feels like he's not being a good older brother to us, and even though I dislike the fact that I'm bringing him up right now you knew how to put Hongjoong in his place and drag him out of the studio. You have helped me feel so much better multiple times when I was feeling self-conscious. We honestly felt so lost when you left, and even though you already forgave us we will continue to ask for your forgiveness multiple times over and over again.” San finishes off, observing as Y/N’s eyes begin to sparkle with unshed tears.

Flashing a smile at him, she turns back towards the moon and basks in the glow it provides for her and San. “ I'm glad you guys feel like that towards me.. And hopefully in the near future, I feel that way towards you guys again.” Y/N lets out, causing San to shake his head and chuckle out. “ I hope so too.” He whisper out.

“ Can you guys do me a small favor though..?” She asks as she turns her head back towards him. Without waiting for him to answer, she quickly continues to speak. “ Can you guys be nice to him, please. I admit he's not my favorite person in the world.. but I honestly don't want you guys to keep on fighting. It's obviously affecting the group and I'll hate for you guys to get in trouble with your company because Hongjoong knocked up his girlfriend while he was cheating on her. I want what's best for Ateez as a whole so please let's just settle all the drama aside and continue to grow like a team.” she finishes off, turning her body towards San and waiting for his answer.

Staring at her for a couple seconds, San reaches a hand forward and softly places it on her belly. “ I'll do anything for you and that beautiful baby of yours princess.” He says, watching as her cheeks immediately flare-up red from the nickname he just used.

Coughing out a thank you, she turns her body back towards the water in front of her to hide away from his piercing gaze. San lets out a laugh in amusement and turns back towards the water as well as to not embarrass Y/N any further.

The distance between them seemed to grow smaller during their talk, body’s a couple inches from each other but hands nearly touching.

San shifts his hand to a better position, instead touching fingertips with Y/N’s own hand. Snapping her head towards him, she watches as he's the one turning his head away in embarrassment now cheeks gaining a rosy color.

Shaking her head, she continues to look on to the beautiful scenery in front of her while slowly inching her hand towards San’s. San seems to be doing the same as the tips of their fingers touch again, but this time they both don't jump away from it.

Slowly but surely the rest of their fingers start to crawl on top of each other's, cold from the freezing air around them. Moving their hands closer together, this time the palms of their hands meet together.

Hands tightly clamped between each other, they both hold on as tight as they can sneaking looks at one another.

With rapidly beating hearts, red flushed cheeks and grins that reach their eyes they both continue to gaze at the moon. The light from the big bright moon shining down on them, and wrapping them both up in a glow as if the moon is saying they belong together.

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kinksvt · 6 years ago

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requested:

anon: Hello!!! Can you do a junhui fwb w/ fluff at the end?:”)

→ pairing: junhui x reader

✱ genre/warnings: fwb!junhui, rough sex, bit of dirty talk, lotta fluff at the end with a hint of angst

✱ word count: 3,232

a/n: sorry for another long wait! but i hope you enjoy!

Since the moment you and Jun met, you both knew that what your friendship delivered, it wouldn't be close to just friends.

Since the day he went to a party and drunk texted you that he couldn't even focus on the girl that he was trying to hit it and quit it because he wished it was instead you, things would never just be a friendship. After a night of talking that slowly escalated into suggestive texting into straight out dirty talk and more than revealing pictures of the two of you, it changed the way you and Jun would see your so-called "friendship." But of course, neither of you minded so. You both didn't have anyone in your life besides each other, nor any plans for a relationship.

Thus how you two came up with "Y/N and Junhui's Guide to Benefits." In that guide, there were, rules, to keep your "friendship" steady and without any harm.

Rule number one, you cannot sleep with anyone else without knowledge of the other. Because, for your sake at least, you don't want to catch anything from Jun's horny ass trying to bang anyone he can get his hands on.

Rule number two, you cannot act on anything sexual in the bedroom without the other's approval. I.E that time Jun almost broke your ass because he wanted to try anal without telling you which left you sitting on a bag of frozen fries for two days. Yeah, he still sticks with saying that he "could've sworn" he texted you about it and how you said "sure whatever" in response.

Rule number three, you can see other people, but you must tell the other beforehand. Flashback to when a few months ago into your new set boundaries—minus the rules that weren't yet established—Jun had began talking to a girl. Which led to her being suspicious of you two being so close and brought to the conclusion of kicking Jun in the balls and telling him to have fun with his "girlfriend." Even though you were specifically anything but.

Rule number four, no public skin ship, save it for behind the doors. It's bad enough that some of your friends have raised eyebrows at your guys' "relationship," saying that one of you two are bound to fall for the other sooner or later. But you also don't want people to think that you are taken when you both deep down, secretly wish were true.

And lastly, rule number five, if you do begin to fall for the other, say cantaloupe. You weren't sure why Jun settled on cantaloupe but you didn't bother to question his weirdness. For nearly a solid year already, your guys' agreement had gone smooth sailing—for the most part. Aside from only a few arguments and breaks in talking, everything remained steady and fine.

Ding!

[10:17 pm] Junnie: hey babygirl.

It was a Friday night, spent binge watching the rest of your favorite show just like every other day. There were times when Jun had joined you and ended up falling asleep on each other. But you were sure that this wouldn't be one of those days. Jun only called you babygirl when he needed you—hell, he used pet names when he needed you period.

[10:19 pm] You: hii, what's up?

You really didn't need to guess what was up though, you liked to act coy and make him admit to what he really wants.

[10:20 pm] Junnie: mmm i bet u already know baby

[10:20 pm] You: do i??

[10:20 pm] You: are you sure?

[10:20 pm] Junnie: dont act like that baby

[10:21 pm] Junnie: or else.

[10:22 pm] You: but juuuuunnnnnn

[10:22 pm] You: im tiredddd :(((

[10:23 pm] Junnie: thats never been a problem before

[10:23 pm] Junnie: now open the door its cold out here

You rolled your eyes, not surprised that he was already there, basically waiting to ask you to let him in. Sighing, you dropped your phone onto the couch and paused your show—getting up to fulfill Jun's plead. Jun's ears perked up when he heard your footsteps get nearer, the sudden click of the door followed by your face instantly made standing in the cold all worth it.

"Get in here you dork," you said, opening the door and moving out of the way for the tall male to enter.

"Don't have to tell me twice," he replied as he hurried inside, pushing off his jacket and shoes.

You laughed to yourself and made your way back over to your spot on the couch. Unfortunately, you hadn't noticed that your hips had a bit more of a sway to it, making Jun silently and smirk slightly. He watched you like a predator as you sat on the couch. You only wore a sweater and shorts, not bothering to go back to your room to put on joggers to cover your cold legs. But, since you hadn't worn a bra—because why would you need an unbearable underwire sticking into your torso when you could be comfortable—Jun noticed that your nipples slightly protruded from the material. He swallowed and was, thoroughly reminded of the reason why he came here in the first place. When he had taken longer than usual to come over to you, you glanced over at Jun, seeing him standing there and watching you.

"What?" You asked, unknowingly. The conversation you two had merely minutes ago already slipped from your mind, until your eyes traveled a bit far than intended and you were also reminded of why Jun came over. "Are you just gonna stand there or are you gonna do something about it? Hm?" You teased him, a smirk toying at the corners of your lips.

Jun chuckled, his voice dangerously low. "I'm not gonna do something about it," was all he responded with, not moving from his spot even an inch. You tilted your head the slightest, knowing he wouldn't not do anything about his hard-on. "You are." Your eyes widened, making Jun smirk and he beckoned you to come to him. Slowly but surely, you walked to where he stood.

You kept your head down until the sound of Jun's fingers snapping captured your attention. His eyes were dark, darker than usual, as he stared into you and his arm moved. His index finger pointed to the floor, asking you silently to get on the floor. You did as he inaudibly asked and got on your knees, looking up at him. "Good girl." He bent down and grabbed your chin, lifting you a bit so he could kiss you.

The kiss was soft but needy at the same time. His tongue didn't waste any time prying its way into your mouth, grazing over your own. You moaned and Jun groaned in response, his cock twitching in his jeans at your sounds. You moved your legs out from under you and Jun got closer. He lowered you to the floor as you two never stopped making out. As soon as your head was on the floor—safely—he broke the kiss and went for your neck. "Ah. Jun,"

He shushed you as he trailed his hot, open-mouthed kisses all around your neck. His cold hand shocked you as it grazed along your hips, going up your torso, underneath your sweater and grabbing onto your breast. "Missed you so much, princess." Jun's voice was muffled as he sucked fresh hickeys onto your collarbone, his hands groping you.

"I- ah!" As you were about to respond, you felt pressure on your clit, a broken moan slipping past your lips. "I know you missed me, baby. I can feel how wet you are already."

You shifted against his touch, "Please Jun, n-no teasing."

He chuckled, "Whatever you want, baby." You lifted your hips as Jun's fingers slipped past the band of your shorts, dragging them down your legs. You sat up and lifted your sweater off of your torso, the cold air hitting your nipples, making you shiver but also get even more wet at the feeling. "You're so beautiful, Y/N." His warm but still cold hands found their way back to your breasts, toying with your nipples.

Leaning into his touch you whined, "Junnie," you whispered.

"Yes baby?" He leaned down to kiss your neck, your hands finding purchase in his hair.

"Please," you breathed, "just fuck me."

Jun groaned, your words sending sensation right down to his cock. "With pleasure," he roughly tugged down your underwear and hastily got out of his jeans. His cock strained against his underwear, cursing you both for being so needy.

If you weren't so turned on, you would've spent the entire night sucking his dick. "Wait," you stopped him as he continued to strip. "Can we move to the couch?"

He laughed and helped you up off the floor. You ran to your requested area as he searched his jean pockets and joined you. "Better, baby?"

"Much."

He leaned down to give you a quick kiss and tore his underwear off. Jun pumped his cock a few times, making your heat clench around nothing. He opened a condom he brought with and rolled it onto his length. "Ready?" Jun asked, his hand settling beside your head on the couch, positioning himself.

You silently nodded and he pushed his cock into your pussy. With a whine, you scratched his back, his girth stretching you in the slightest, but most pleasurable, way. "Fuck, Y/N," he looked down at you, admiring the way you already looked completely wrecked and you two hadn't even started. "God you're so fucking perfect," Jun said as he pulled out almost all the way and slammed back into you, knocking the breath out of your chest.

"J-Jun!" He fucked into you, making your tits bounce with every thrust.

"You feel so good, baby." Jun moaned rather loudly, he threw his head back and relished in the way your walls hugged him. Jun's cock slid in and out of you, hitting all the spots that made you whimper and cry out his name.

You desperately searched for his hand, your eyes squeezed shut from ecstasy. He got the hint and grabbed your hand, your fingers intertwining together. "A-ah, Jun, f-fuck." You squealed, and gripped his hand tightly.

"Hold on baby," he said suddenly. You opened your eyes as he slowed his pace down. Jun grabbed your legs and put them over his shoulders and held your thighs. He pulled out all the way this time, your juices exiting your pussy and dripping down onto the couch. "You're dripping for me, Y/N.." he said dreamily as he observed the way your heat began to clench again.

"P-Please, please! Jun, put it back in. I'm begging you." Your nails scraped his thigh, trying to grab it. You felt empty and he hadn’t even been out of you for a minute. You needed him badly.

Jun slapped his cock against you, making you jolt from the action. "So so desperate for me, aren't you?"

You began to get more impatient, "Wen Junhui, if you don't fuck me right now I swear to god I'll-" before you could finish, he granted your wish and rammed into you to the hilt, making you scream out his name. He didn't give you anytime to adjust and only began to fuck you harder, hitting you at a new angle as he held your thighs. You moaned with every movement he made, making you feel pathetic.

"Y/N, I've been so hard for s-so long. I couldn't stop thinking about you and fucking your pussy. Oh my god, f-fucking shit." You felt amazing around him. To Jun, it felt as if he hadn't had sex with you in forever.

"Y-Yes, yes please Jun. Please, h-harder." You breathed, feeling your orgasm building slowly. You glanced down at Jun's cock, shifting in and out of you, the sounds of it making your face flush.

Jun abruptly leaned forward, capturing your lips in a heated kiss. You moved your legs off of his shoulders and wrapped them behind him, wanting to feel him deeper in you. The soft, romantic kiss contrasted against his rough, harsh movements in you, making you get even more turned on. He kissed you gently, his lips like plush pillows against your own. You both breathed heavily through your noses, also cutting in between the kiss to catch your breaths. His tongue mangled with yours, fighting a war he knew he would win. The kiss, his cock moving at such an unbelievable pace made it too much for you, your orgasm building quicker and quicker with each second. "Jun, I'm gonna cum soon." You said against his lips and he whined.

"Me too, baby. Cum with me?" He didn't need a response, with the way you were looking—like a perfect ruined masterpiece—the sounds you made and the way you enveloped his length like you were made for him, he felt his own orgasm approaching as fast as yours. He sat up, never slowing down his movements as his thumb suddenly came into contact with your bundle of nerves.

You screamed, your clit pulsating with pleasure, developing a quick heartbeat. Your vision began to get fuzzy and your hearing getting muffled. The coil in your stomach was getting ready to go off, you knew you wouldn't last much longer. "J-Junnie, I-I'm gonna cum." You managed to tell him.

"Let it go, princess. Cum all over me." His words pushed you over the edge and with a hard clench around his cock, you came. Your walls clamped onto Jun and that was enough for him to cum as well. You both came with a loud moan of each other's names that you half expected to get calls of complaint from. Jun's cum spurted into the condom, his mouth forming a wide 'O,' and sighed contently. You both stayed in your positions, your heavy breathing the only thing audible in the humid room.

After a few short moments, Jun slowly pulled out of you, making you both hiss with sensitivity. He stood up and disappeared somewhere, discarding his soiled condom. He returned with a warm wash rag to clean you up and also all your clothes. "I wasn't too hard on you was I?" You giggled lightly, his hard side long gone with the condom he used.

You shook your head lightly as he wiped your juices off of you and tried his best to soak it up from the couch as well. You both were still naked but he stared into your eyes, making you feel weird. "What?" you questioned self consciously.

Jun didn't say anything, his eyebrows furrowed and he looked sad. "Fuck." He whispered under his breath, hoping you hadn't heard it.

But you did.

"What happened?" You sat up and got on your knees as he handed you your sweater.

He lifted himself off the couch and stepped into his underwear quickly. "Uhm, nothing!" Jun said, throwing his clothes on and beginning to get ready to leave.

"Wh-" you grabbed your own underwear and slipped them on, your eyes locked onto the figure briskly walking to the door. You decided screw the shorts and ran after him, grabbing his wrist. "Jun? What happened? Are you okay? Was.." you trailed off, nervous to ask your next question. "Was it not good?"

Jun faced away from you, eyes locked on the door. You let go of his wrist slowly, your heart hurting for a bit. He never just left after you two had sex, whether it was soft and romantic or rough and hard and lasted forever. Jun and you always stuck by each other, cuddling, eating and sometimes even falling asleep together afterwards. Why was he in such a rush to leave-?

Oh.

Looking down at the floor, you felt tears prick the corners of your eyes. Hesitantly, you asked—afraid of the answer, "Are you, seeing someone?" Jun still didn't budge or say anything.

After a long silence of him arguing with himself, he drew in a deep breath. "Cantaloupe."

Your eyes widened and you looked up at him, recognizing the code word you two settled on, nearly a year ago. "I," you were speechless, you didn't know what to say. Your words were replaced with sand and it made your throat dry.

"I didn't mean to fall for you, Y/N. I didn't think I would but, how could I not?"

"Jun," you began to say before he cut you off.

"No. Let me, let me finish." You nodded in response, even though he still wasn’t facing you.

As if he read your mind, he slowly turned around. "I didn't think I would fall for you Y/N but, god how couldn't I? You're so beautiful and you've put up with me and my bullshit for so long. You even agreed to just being friends with benefits and although I've enjoyed that, very much. I feel like it's not enough for me." Jun felt as if he were going to cry. All the pent up emotions and feelings he's had brewing for you for the last few months were about to spill over. "I love you, Y/N. I-I really do. I look forward to waking up and seeing your texts, I look forward to coming over and seeing your pretty face, but it hurts my heart whenever I see you with anyone else."

A tear slipped its way from the brim of his eye and rolled down his cheek. "I remember when you started dating that Joshua guy and he just totally broke you in a way that I wouldn't wish on my sworn enemy. The way you cried in my arms, Y/N, stabbed my heart and didn't leave my mind for days. It killed me seeing you like that, so broken and hopeless."

You sniffled, your vision becoming a murmur of colors and Jun's figure in front of your main entrance. "Y/N," he shifted closer to you and grabbed your hands. "I am so crazy about you. And I love being your friend but, I want to be more. I've wanted to be more for so long I just, didn't know how to tell you. I want to be here with you and not at home, wondering if you'll change your mind one day and leave me. Or laying in my bed, worrying if you're debating whether or not to stay with me. I want to be yours, Y/N. And I want you to be mine. Please, I love you so much. Without the sex, you're still my best friend and my god, I'm certain that I'm in love with you." You swallowed dryly, your heart stinging in a good way. "What do you say, Y/N? Will you be my girlfriend?"

Smiling, you pulled his hands closer to you and wrapped your arms around his torso. Jun cooed inwardly, his own arms wrapping around your frame. "Yes Jun, of course I will." He smiled like an idiot, squeezing you ever so lightly.

“Thank god because if you said no, this would’ve been awkward for a long time.”

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