#BUT ALSO KIM YOU BASTARD YOU CAN'T DO THIS AND THEN JUST LEAVE

[just-slightly-chayotic]

kim's "don't" in the club makes my soul leave my body every time i watch it

[star-suh]

Bounty Hunters

Kim Jungwoo x Male Reader

cw: wild west au, top jungwoo, some angst ig, hate fucking to fluff fucking idk, bareback, creampie, a kinda toxic relationship between them, some spit play.

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this is the story of kim jungwoo and yn ln, two 'silly' bounty hunters that can't stand each other except when it comes to sex.

“hey you son of a bitch” jungwoo exclaimed shooting at yn's feet. “what are you doing with that poster. that reward is for me, i am looking for him already.. forget about him, go get another".

“oi you bastard, look where you're shooting at”. he sighed. “and this” he signals at the paper with his finger “this is my reward, i came here first, bitch”.

“who are you calling bitch?” jungwoo's left eye twitching in anger, “should i remind you who's the bitch?” he came closer towards yn grabbing the hair on the back of his head, pulling his face closer “huh?” anger laced in his tone. yn laughs, pulling his lips closer to jungwoo’s and when they're about to kiss yn’s lips ghosted the others lips and instead went straight to his ear “you're just jealous i’m not your bitch”. yn kiss jungwoo’s cheeks and left. leaving a flustered jungwoo even more angry. “cute” murmured yn.

the day passed and jungwoo still has not found the wanted guy on the poster but then something caught his attention, yn was coming out of the police station with some bags of gold coins. then both made eye contact, something that yn took advantage of to mock jungwoo. showing him the bags of coins and ripping the wanted poster in pieces.

jungwoo’s blood was boiling, how is it possible that that dumbass has collected the reward and not him. yn went to a saloon and bought a bottle of liquor to celebrate. just when he was going to taste the liquid the bottle exploded into pieces. confused he looked to the floor and then to the sides, and there he was. jungwoo with a sinister smile, he had shot his precious bottle of liquor.

“what the fuck kim jungwoo” yn sprinted towards him. “stop or i'll shoot” jungwoo aimed his pistol directly at yn's forehead but this didn't stop him, “i'm not scared to die, what about you?” yn pulls out his gun and puts it on jungwoo's forehead too. the cold metal of each other's guns pressed against their heads. veins popping in their necks and faces red, showing how angry they were…

jungwoo was back in his room. reflecting about his actions today, he almost killed the only person who has been with him since the beginning of becoming a bounty hunter. he hated yn but he also cared about him, something he would never admit in front of the other.

it was almost midnight when someone knocked at jungwoo's door. his sleepy form stood up and opened it when something fell to the floor. jungwoo turn on the lights and saw yn covered in blood. “what the- what happened?” jungwoo said concerned, something that surprised yn. “i got into a fight and they shoot me on the arm” he answered.

“you're such a dumbass, a stupid motherfucker and a pain in the ass, you know that?” jungwoo hit his head lightly, “they should've shoot you right in the middle of your forehead”. he went to his nightstand pulling out a leather bag with some first aid elements.

yn takes off his jacket and shirt so jungwoo can patch his wounds, thankfully the bullet passed the arm and is not stuck on there. “you look pretty when you're focused” yn jokingly praised. jungwoo in return pressed the wound making the other squeal in pain “shut up” he whispered.

after some back and forth whispers between them they stare at each other, lost in the moment and with their lips a few inches apart they kiss. it was their first kiss, their lips didn't touch each other even in the nights of wild sex. it was a sign that they couldn't hold it anymore. “i hate you so much” jungwoo whispered, discarding his pants and yn's.

“then… hate me more” yn replied.

the top didn't wait to impale his shaft on the bottom’s hole, it went straight in, drawing some whinings from yn’s mouth. jungwoo channeled all the hatred he had for yn into the sex session. he was rude, rough, using yn for his pleasure, not caring if he's being hurt or not… for now… “slow.. down” yn pleaded unable to match jungwoo’s pace. “shut up” jungwoo opened his mouth using his thumb and index finger to spit on it and kiss, “use that mouth for something more interesting” he introduced his fingers and then licked the saliva on it, repeating the process more times.

jungwoo pushed yn's face against the mattress using his right foot, while he made sure to keep pounding him. “you're hole is perfect for my dick. you were made to pleasure me.. learn your place” if words could kill yn would be already in hell. he just nodded, his whimpers being muffled by the mattress while tears rolled down his flushed cheeks and his eyes were rolled back. jungwoo didn't realized, until now, that yn's arm was bleeding. his roughness had opened his lover's wound, something that made him stop his thrusts, positioning yn in missionary.

yn could finally see jungwoo's face, he was crying but not for pleasure, he was sad. “what happened?” yn asked, worried about his companion. jungwoo lost for words just plop himself on top of yn, hugging him making sure to not hurt his wound more. “you're a fucking fool, you know that?” he cleared his throat, “i'm sorry” he apologized “i didn't mean to hurt you. b-but… you know how scared i was when i saw you like this” he took a deep breath trying to calm down “i-i don't like seeing you like this yn.. please take care of yourself” jungwoo finally let out his feelings for yn, “i like you. please don't get hurt. i wanna keep seeing your ugly face for a long time”.

“i… i appreciate this vulnerability moment from you but, how you manage to say that while still being rock hard inside me” yn responded, earning a soft punch from jungwoo in his chest. “you're really good at ruining special moments, dumbass” jungwoo exclaimed and yn just laughed.

“i like you too”...

the sex continued but this time it was slow, more intimate. they both felt liberated, letting go of the burden they had been carrying on their shoulders, their repressed feelings. before, sex for them was like a way to release stress, now it has become a more intimate act where they can be vulnerable and connect with each other. their happily ever after moment. yn keep kissing jungwoo, his lips were one of his favorite parts from him.

“i wanna keep seeing your pretty face too” he said.

[oldsargasso]

🤭

Winner is definitely one of those people who does not act as mature as his age LOL. DEAN’S CUSTOMER SERVICE SPIRIT SHFJFJF

I was gonna say Kim is probably bad at letting people take care of him when he’s sick but you know what! He’d probably be good at that too, the bastard!! (But oh, I’m having thoughts now about Kenta providing care for him the first time after the whole Tony incident, and it bringing back memories and complicated emotions about that time he totally definitely canonically tended to Kim’s wounds when he was captured)

And oh Kenta, oh baby, he WOULD have trouble understanding the appeal of his body, it just would not compute to him (I need to see him get shy when it finally starts to sink in, please)

Winner would be the WORST (when is he not) to learn on because he’d be shifting and complaining the ENTIRE TIME. And yet it would give Dean very important feedback on what happens if he leaves it too loose in this spot, or too tight in that one etc etc—whereas Kenta would simply Not Say Anything unless continuously prompted by Kim. 

Dean *has* worked hard and deserves recognition and Kim is gonna tell him what a good job he’s doing and how appreciated he is and it is NOT going to make me emotional.

Kim 🥺🥺🥺🥺 this practically perfect dude and his three loser boyfriends

Also we DO DESERVE TO KNOW EVERYONE’S BIRTHDAYS, THIS IS VERY IMPORTANT INFORMATION

noooo I canNOT think about kim being cared for! especially by Kenta which 100% happened while Kim was Tony's captive - do you think that's when Kim started to realise what a gentle soul Kenta truly is? even when Kenta was holding a knife to his throat, the hand in his hair wasn't pulling hard or forcing him to strain his neck. lol I do kinda love the idea of Kim being a terrible patient though. he's gotta have a flaw!

I need the other three to have like, a campaign to make him understand. or maybe a game to see who can get away with the most blatant innuendo or...I can't think of the word. but like making excuses like 'oh you should take your shirt off while doing XYZ 😇 you don't want to get it dirty'

(listen...very very occasionally Winner is not the worst. it probably hasn't ever occurred onscreen but I believe in my terrible pathetic emotional support goon okay. he just wants to race cars and wave a gun around!!) but YES Kenta would absolutely keep quiet about being uncomfortable (back to the not safewording when he should that you mentioned - it's not THAT bad so why would he say anything? Kenta knows how to endure, more than anything.) but omg 🥺 Kim constantly checking in 🥺 and then with Winner they're like "okay we GET IT" (while still not actually crossing any lines) in my head Winner just isn't into the rope thing at all. why would he not wanna touch? why would he not wanna be touched? but perhaps there is a tiny little EMOTION occurring when he sees how peaceful it makes Kenta. and how proud Dean is.

I'm like sick over Dean getting praised. every time I think about actually writing polycule fic it's the first thing I go to I NEED IT TO HAPPEN. (honestly it's so blatant you wonder how the rest of x hunter weren't getting Dean to do literally anything - Kenta had one conversation where he said something remotely nice about Dean and Dean went and sabotaged a car over it. imagine what could have been.) anyway. imagine the first time Winner says something genuinely appreciative for Dean. (I gotta go work on my winnerdean fic lol)

I honestly need like a coffeetable book of everything about everyone on this show. birthdays, favourite foods, how they all got into racing. an explanation of how everyone's finances work lol.

[greenteabelle]

a misaeng valentine's day au , if you will .

"Section Chief Cheon, Deputy Kim."

The two yell out affirmatives, then wince at their volume and huddle closer into the circle they've formed in front of Deputy Manager Oh's desk. The man in question shoots them a glare but otherwise doesn't comment on it. Thankfully, the office is empty.

"Are the preparations for tomorrow done?"

"Yes sir," Cheon nods, his mouth set in a grim line. "I've already notified the receptionist to make sure that Geurae's deliveries are to be thrown away immediately. I also made sure to ask them to not allow any delivery workers up to our floor."

"Good work, Cheon. Kim, what about you?"

"I've switched all of Geurae's things with mine, so he'll be able to work at my desk with no issues. I've also prepared 2 spray bottles full of water if any of those... things try to come in."

"Excellent. I've also pulled some strings so that I can attend some of the meetings Jang Geurae has tomorrow." Oh Sangshik lets out a severe sigh and claps both of his subordinates on the shoulder. "Tomorrow is going to be a warzone, but we've done the best we could to prepare for it. Get some rest tonight, so we can fight tomorrow, alright?"

The following chorus of "Yes, sir!" rings out loud and clear throughout the empty office.

The next day, Geurae rounds the corner to find a shocking sight. Quickly jogging to the Sales Team 3 office, he bows in greeting with a flustered expression.

"Good morning everyone! I didn't expect all of you to be here so early."

"You're as energetic as ever, Jang Geurae." Cheon replies. "We have a busy day today, so make sure you're prepared."

"Yes, sir! I'll work hard today as well!"

"Jang Geurae, you're gonna pierce my eardrums." Kim deadpans as Geurae shrugs off his jacket and carefully places his bag on his desk. "Did something good happen- What is that?"

"Hmm?" Geurae asks distractedly, until he realises that Kim is staring straight at the pouch he's holding. "Oh, this was a Valentine's Day gift!"

The temperature drops imperceptibly, as the three members of Sales Team 3 slowly raise their heads to stare at Geurae with unreadable expressions.

He's none the wiser.

"Han Seokyool gave it to me in the lift." Geurae continues, not noticing the way Kim mutters something under his breath and Cheon rolls his eyes. "I didn't even realise it was Valentine's Day today because I was too busy preparing for today's meetings, but he made the pouch himself. It was really nice of him!"

The office falls into a deafening silence for a few moments before Oh gets up and throws his pen to the ground. "Han Seokyool that sneaky little bastard-" He yells, veins popping in his neck before he cuts himself off, visibly trying to calm himself down. "Forget that. So. He didn't do anything else right?"

Geurae looks down at the pouch he's cradling oh so carefully. At the memory of him giving the man a kiss as a token of gratitude, no matter how innocent it was, he can't help the blush that tinges the tips of his ears.

"I'm going to kill that bastard."

"Huh?" Geurae asks with widened eyes, blinking rapidly as he tries to figure out why Oh is holding the letter opener he uses for mail with a white-knuckled grip. "He didn't do anything to me, I'm just a bit embarrassed…"

That stops Oh in his tracks, already poised to march out of the office to the 16th floor.

"Tell us."

Geurae squirms, pinned under the deadly stares of his superiors, though he eventually sighs and gives in.

"I gave him a light peck on the cheek." he mumbles, his ears turning so red they might as well be bleeding.

This time, Oh's calendar takes the fall.

"I'm going to visit the 16th floor." Oh says calmly.

"Oh! I can help you if you need me to-"

"YOU." Oh bellows, jamming his index finger in Geurae's direction with wild eyes, his gaze murderous. He storms past them, letter opener in hand. "Stay here. Work. Don't even dream of leaving this office unless it's for your meetings today."

"But what about lunch?"

"WE'RE GETTING TAKEAWAY!"

Then he's gone.

Still confused from the entire ordeal, Geurae turns to the remaining members of Sales Team 3 for answers.

He doesn't get any answers.

"Cheon," Kim starts, staring intently at one of the spray bottles on his desk, "do you think I can get away with it if I replace this with toilet water?"

The man hums thoughtfully before shaking his head. "What about gochujang?"

"You're a genius, Cheon. Should I go down and borrow some from the cafeteria auntie?"

"While you're at it, add some vinegar. I'll go check on Oh if he needs any help. Lord knows we don't need another meeting with HR again."

"Then what about-"

"Just sit here and work!"

If he wasn't getting yelled at, Geurae would marvel at how well they sync with each other. Instead, he hurriedly takes his seat at his desk, that for some reason has been switched to Kim's original spot, and pulls out some files to skim through.

He has a lot of work to do today, after all.

watching misaeng , the only thing i could think about was " damn , valentine's day must be rough when you have someone like jang geurae in the team " then it was like i was slapped with a lightbulb

like , imagine jang geurae's schedule on valentine's day so jam packed with meetings because every single client is trying to woo him , yet he's totally unaware of the chaos . even the office isn't safe , and he only has 3 middle-aged men who are close to comitting murder to those who try to chat him up .

i do have the scene between jang geurae and han seokyool written out , but it didn't quite seem to fit so i just wrote this one !

but i honestly love misaeng so much it's honestly in my top 5 kdramas !!!

[ravs6709]

Ignorance (It's Bliss, Isn't It)- JHW & KDJ

Word count: 0.7k words

Or read on ao3 here!

wanted to write a bit about 49!kdj but from someone else's perspective and just thinking about jhw (love of my life <3) took me out so here i am. this little fic has been rotating in my head for too long but now that im done exams i immediately threw myself into this

enjoy!!!

warnings: nothing much i think, but typical orv warnings ig

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It didn’t take long for Jung Heewon to figure out that there was slightly off with Kim Dokja. There had been no defining moment, nothing that had made her brain go hah! That’s an imposter! because she honestly didn’t even know what was off with him. But small details added up: a sudden tolerance for tomatoes, the slight increase in affection towards his companions—not blatant, but less calculated, less reserved—and he was also a little quieter.

It was hard to say that any of those things on their own inherently meant anything. He could’ve just grown used to tomatoes. She didn’t know the extent of his dislike, maybe he didn’t like the way that they were cooked in the past. He was quieter than usual, but she knew that he wasn’t good at making conversation in the first place. Kim Dokja was a man of false bravado, constantly keeping up a front of appearing confident because he had known the future and had been scheming his way to this epilogue that they had painstakingly created. Jung Heewon didn’t know much about that Ways of Survival novel he had read, she wasn’t even the biggest fan of books, but even she could tell how much it had meant to him. That novel probably made up a lot of who he was, so wasn’t it expected for him to be lost when not only had the events changed, but their life had surpassed that novel now?

And as for the slight increase in affection… wasn’t that a good thing? Hadn’t she and all her companions worked so hard, hadn’t they all carved out their hearts from their chests with their swords, grasping their hearts with trembling hands as they smeared it across the invisible wall that separated him and them? Blood, sweat and tears, they kept smearing it, hoping that one day he’d look and see just how much they loved him? Wasn’t this what they were working towards? Getting him to accept it, getting him to stay? Getting him to stay long enough that he could take the kids out on outings to wherever they wanted to, to live out the lives that had been stolen away from them all?

Then why? Why did all of these things leave her so tense, why did they leave her feeling like she had left something so precious behind? That she’d forgotten something?

He was acting off, but he wasn't acting like a completely different person either. It wasn't some imposter impersonating Kim Dokja, because Jung Heewon had been a witness to the various conversations he had with the other companions. He remembered what he had promised Shin Yoosung and Lee Gilyoung, he remembered being teased for being an "ugly squid", and still called Yoo Joonghyuk a "sunfish bastard" (whatever that meant). He remembered all these things. This was definitely, undeniably, Kim Dokja.

So wasn't that enough? Wasn't it enough that he was the same person that she knew? The Kim Dokja obsessed with Ways of Survival, the Kim Dokja reading that story, she had never known him. Was it even possible to miss a person whom you had never known? Was it possible to love them?

It was easier to ignore all those minor details, it was easier to put it all aside because this was her Kim Dokja.

(That can't be right. There was some amount of ignorance she was putting into this. And ignorance had never been a good thing, ignorance had caused so many problems, not by starting it, but had allowed the problem to fester, growing into something uncontrollable. And she'd always hated that; ignorance would never allow for justice, so how could it ever be a good thing?)

Jung Heewon hated this. She hated feeling like this, hated when Kim Dokja kept doing things to make her feel like this. Hated feeling like she couldn’t do the one thing she wanted most—to save Kim Dokja, even though he was right here. Hated this one-step-forward-two-steps-back cycle she seemed to be trapped in.

This epilogue was enough. The Kim Dokja she had with her was enough.

If it wasn’t—

It had to be.

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isindismay (2024) 'A comprehensive and entirely biased review of the shipping dynamics involving Jean Vicquemare', Journal of Fanwork Opinions.

ABSTRACT: I am tempted to bullshit something for this but I highly doubt anyone will read this, let alone get the joke. I have spent too much time on this absolute nonsense already. And no I am not going to re-write this in academic style with references to Fayde and unnecessary charts. No matter how funny it would be (to me).

Harry (495) Not my favourite, but I totally see why it is so popular. The angst, the unrelenting angst. I can see the appeal of a slow-burn fix the relationship fic, but this ship only appeals to me when I'm in the worst moods so have only read short devastatingly angsty fics about them. I like art of them, however.

Kim (168) Also doesn't appeal to me, but again I like art of them.

Judit (95) If god forbid Hollywood got hold of the IP, Jean/Judit would be canon. But don't listen to me, I'm just a slash shipper who can only appreciate a certain amount of M/F ships and this isn't one of them. But I do like their canon dynamic.

Harry and Kim (92) You'd be forgiven for assuming I would also not like this ship considering what I said earlier, but you'd be wrong! I've read some nice fics about the three of them sorting out their differences and caring about each other. Also weeds out the Harry/Kim shippers who hate Jean and the Jean/Kim shippers who hate Harry.

Trant (84) My favourite. They're a classic sunshine one/sad one. I think Trant finds Jean so fascinating and he would be so good for Jean.

Chester (11) I'm surprised there's so many fics considering how minor a character Chester is. Haven't read any of them, but I'm kinda curious. I'm thinking the appeal is two guys being bastards to each other, similar to Jean/Harry but less violent.

Titus (9) Another in the column of two guys being bastards to each other, I imagine? Only with more violence this time.

Dora (4) I see the vision. Jean called Dora extremely fuckable, he's probably only seen a photo of her, but nonetheless. How better to hurt Harry than to get with his ex, right? I get the feeling some of these may be Harry/Dora/Jean also. Extremely unhealthy dynamic, would probably only read if I was experiencing severe self-hate and wanted to feel worse. Angst all the way, baby!

Klaasje (4) This is one of those ships like Harry/Klaasje that could be a canon hookup but doesn't appeal to me. Everybody leave my girl alone unless you're gonna run away with her.

Harry and Kim and Trant (3) I love this dynamic and think there should be more of it. One day i may finally unleash upon you all my magnum opus about this ship. Probably requires extreme circumstances to force it to happen, because I think Trant and Kim at least would have serious reservations.

Evrart (2) Only fanart exists, but someone should write about them. Evrart would see Jean as a challenge and I think Jean would secretly enjoy the attention. I can see a slow-burn while they both try to manipulate each other for… some reason.

Garte (2) Ok it's just me and like 2 other people who enjoy this ship. But listen, it's two angry, pathetic guys taking their frustrations out on each other. My fic about them is hands down the best characterisation I've ever written of either of them. It's actually sad we see more of Garte being not angry than Jean in canon (although now i think about it Garte may have more dialogue lines total).

Insulindian Phasmid (2) An interesting concept but not really my thing. However I can't stop thinking that Jean would just instantly scare the phasmid away.

The Smoker (2) Could be interesting. The Smoker would have Jean as a client. Jean would be a shitty client, but could the Smoker find a way to his heart? Will Jean ever learn the Smoker's real name?

Judit and Judit's husband (1) I actually don't mind the idea of this. We learn very little about Judit's husband in canon though.

Harry and Kim and Judit (1) I'm kinda curious about this dynamic, although it probably hinges upon one shipping Harry/Kim and Jean/Judit.

Guillaume Bevy (1) Maybe this is on me, but I don't remember G Bevy getting much beyond a mention in-game so I don't feel like I can comment.

Jules (1) This could work. Jules is very calm and deliberate and clearly down to indulge Jean in his bullshit.

Measurehead (1) I'm not sure I could sit through a whole fic about Measurehead. Uh, I guess they could hook up while Measurehead tells Jean about the degeneracy of his racial features? But the question is, with or without Measurehead's babes watching and making comments?

Pryce (1) I guess this is a classic power dynamics situation, but Pryce is such a minor character I don't see the appeal.

These don't exist but I think they should:

Mack Surely the existence of Jean/Chester begs the question of Jean/Mack.

Chester and Mack I mean, why not, right? They seem like an inseparable duo, after all. I could see them kinda making a game of flirting with/teasing Jean until he snaps.

Judit and Trant I can't believe nobody's written a fic where they're trying to calm down/distract Jean from going on a rampage pre/during canon. I think both of them are a bit too sensible for this so alcohol would need to be involved.

In conclusion, the characters shipped with Jean are many and varied and I have given you my opinions on them all. However, there is still plenty of scope for shipping Jean with other characters, as I have mentioned, so would encourage fan fiction writers to continue to think outside of the box.

[stealanity]

“ EASIER. ” ft. kim sunwoo

genre & warnings : ex ! sunwoo, fluff, angst, swearing, alcohol consumption, drunk men ew

summary : you probably didn't expect your ex-boyfriend to come and pick you up on his motorcycle after a night out with your friends, but he's right here.. so?

word count : 2k>

a/n : feedbacks are allowed besties !

after a good drunken evening with your friends, you can't wait to get home. but the problem is, the girl who was supposed to drive you home had forgotten she wasn't supposed to drink, being now much drunker than you were. what a mistake to have trusted her, because now you had to get home alone at a very late hour. but lucky for you, you still had one last card to play : your brother.

as you waited patiently outside the bar for him to arrive, tapping away on your phone, ignoring the drunken morons around you, a familiar sound suddenly drew your curiosity. as you looked up, your gaze instantly fell on a pretty black motorcycle that stopped right in front of you. and its owner with.

« what the hell are you doing here? » you say with a sigh, a look of surprise probably pasted on your face. the boy in front of you shook off his helmet, finally giving you a glimpse of his face and his damn smirk. « your brother called me, i was on the road so.. he told me to pick you up. »

a nervous laugh left your lips, rolling your eyes at his statement. you couldn't believe your brother would dare send your ex-boyfriend to pick you up instead of him — you definitely couldn't count on him. typing furiously on your screen, you were quick to attack and swear at your eldest sibling, insisting that he was only just a bastard too lazy to do anything.

« i swear he's a dead man. » you sighed, tucking your phone away in your pocket as you began to walk, completely ignoring the other boy standing beside you. but quickly, he was riding his motorcycle beside you, calling your name to get you to stop. « no, don't call me. there's no way i'm going home with you, i'd rather walk. »

but sunwoo wasn't about to let you go so quickly, so he continued to follow you, dragging his pretty motorcycle that you loved with him. « you're going to walk? do i need to remind you that your brilliant minds didn't choose the bar nearest your home? »

he wasn't wrong : you had at least two hours of walking to do before you got home. but what was your brother thinking sending someone as insufferable as sunwoo to get you back home? a long sigh left your lips as a drunk came a little too close to you. « hey pretty girl.. i can take you home if you want. » he said, hiccupping, as you laughed in his face before putting on a disgusted face, moving on.

you heard sunwoo's laughter behind you, and the sound of his motorcycle starting up again. and within seconds he was back beside you, a helmet in one hand held out towards you. « come on, i can't leave you alone with bums like that. » sticking your tongue against your cheek to contain your irritation, you crossed your arms against your chest, continuing on your way. « thanks for your concern, but i know how to take care of myself. »

« oh i know that. but i also know that all you want to do is take a hot shower and go to sleep, » you hated having to admit that he was absolutely right and that you'd probably have to give in to his request in the next second, « the question is whether you want it in 3 hours or 20 minutes. »

pivoting towards him at lightning speed, you grabbed the helmet in his hand and slipped it on, not deigning to say another word to him — but you could swear you could see his smirk through his black motorcycle helmet. « hang on tight, pretty. » he said as he started off again, of course without receiving a blow on his back from you, « don't tell me what to do. and don't call me pretty. »

but even if your greatest wish was not to listen to him, for your own safety you clung firmly to his waist. you looked over his shoulder as he began to drive, letting the speed of the motorcycle make your hair fly behind you.

suddenly, a certain nostalgia invaded your heart — it's been a long time since you've been on a motorcycle, a long time since you've felt the adrenalin of being on two wheels. hair blowing in the wind, the landscape flashing by, drawn only in horizontal lines, the feeling of flying... since you were no longer with sunwoo, all that had disappeared from your daily life.

and come to think of it, you missed it terribly. especially being able to slip your arms around him, rest your head on his back and close your eyes, enjoying the floating sensation and the adrenaline in your veins. it was something you loved to do when you were with him — and he knew it.

but you had to stay focused, and not forget how much you'd suffered from your breakup. even if, when you think about it, everything could have remained as it was in the past. laying your head against his back, like in the good old days, you watched the city lights take shape around you, gleams of white, yellow and red invaded your sight, like the first time you rode that bike.

it was a warm summer night, you were out with your brother and his friends, including sunwoo. and against all odds, you and him instantly get along well. so much so that he asked you out on a date the very next day, just as he dropped you off at your place after a late-night ride on his motorcycle. it remained an unforgettable night for you : the star-filled sky and the gentle sound of his bike's engine had lulled your dream night. not to mention his adorable tired look and his drop-dead gorgeous smile. your heart was racing as much as it is now that night, and you'd probably give anything to relive it just once.

closing your eyes to fully enjoy the ride, your arms tightened a little more around sunwoo's waist. you could feel his body relax under your fingers, and the vehicle accelerate slightly after that — because he knew, he understood that nostalgia for the past had invaded your mind, and that this was his chance to prove to you that you wanted it all back, and above all him back.

after long minutes of driving under the moonlight and city lights, the bike finally slowed down, before coming to a complete stop in front of your house. « you're back home, babe. » he said softly, as he got rid of his helmet, ready to get off the bike. but your tiny hands clasped his leather jacket again, holding him against you, « no, please. let's stay here a little longer. »

sunwoo laid his tender gaze on your figure clinging to his : your arms around him as if your life depended on it, your head resting on his back, exactly as before. removing the gloves from his hands, he slid his fingers against yours the next second. but this simple gesture sent an electric shock through your muscles, causing you to instantly step back and get off the bike. « thank you for the ride, bye. » you say as quickly as possible, giving him your helmet while keeping your face down. but sunwoo didn't seem to agree with letting you slip away so quickly, and held you back by slipping his hand around your wrist.

« y/n, » he began, while you were still staring at the ground, « how do you feel? »

you didn't know if answering him was a good idea : a part of you wanted to cry and tell him that it had been a long time since your heart had beaten so fast, but the other part wanted to shut up forever and run far, far away from his smile and warm arms. nibbling your lower lip, you shook off his hand from around your wrist, bringing your arms to your chest. the boy let his arm fall back along his body, but his gaze never ceased to pierce your soul. you felt it, his gaze burning all over you, like the sun's aggressive rays in midsummer.

it would have been so much easier if every one of your feelings for him had disappeared — but memories and familiar sensations had this effect on your heart, that screamed out to you that you still loved him. it was like autumn, and you kept falling again and again.

« listen, » he said softly, as he approached you, pulling you back until you were trapped between him and his bike, forcing you to back up until you're caught between him and his bike, « having you back on my bike made me realize that i never want anyone else to ride it but you. »

your eyes plunged into his, now completely lost in his brown pupils filled with the stars that fell from the sky. without warning, his hand nestled against your cheek, enveloping it in a gentle warmth, his thumb mechanically caressing your skin as his face moved closer to yours. it was a dangerous game for your heart, which didn't know how to resist the gentle eyes of the only boy who ever managed to give you butterflies in your stomach. sunwoo was your daily adrenaline dose, and you could feel your skin burning under his touch — especially when his thumb deviated from your cheek to reach your lip, caressing it as if it were the most precious of diamonds.

you felt all your strength leave your body, as if an invisible force had pinned you down. and when your name rolled off his tongue, oh boi you knew you were screwed. « y/n, just one word and i'll stop, » he whispered, softly, almost as a sigh, and you could feel his minty breath crashing into your face, « but if you don't say anything, i'll kiss you like it's the first time i've discovered your lips. »

you didn't know what to do. in your memories, kissing kim sunwoo was like tasting heaven mixed with the sweetness of hell — an ember-hot kiss from an angel. but you mustn't do that, you mustn't give in to temptation, even if being his again was tempting. but after all, a simple kiss doesn't commit you to anything, right? but despite your long reflection, not a word left your lips — and the next moment, his lips were on yours.

it was as if you were discovering the curves of his mouth all over again, even though you knew them by heart. your eyes closed at the exact same time your arms slipped around his neck, drawing him against you, while his hands slipped under your thighs, lifting you off the ground to wrap your legs around his waist. and he kissed you divinely well, as if it were the first time, as if you had gone back in time to your very first date. you could feel his warmth invading you and his tongue chasing yours, while your heart raced in your chest — it was exactly as you remembered it. the same sweetness and feverishness, the same minty candy taste, the same animosity mingled with the passion escaping from his heart.

it was like before.

that kiss made you want to believe that everything could go back to the way it was, your lovely relationship of perpetual bickering and constant flirting. but the fact that you broke up wasn't for nothing — it would have been easier if he hadn't been your ex-boyfriend.

but.. a little flashback on a drunken night was no big deal, right?

you decided to give your memories a chance to come back to life, and give sunwoo the opportunity to love you like on your first date.

just tonight.

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[whitefantasy21-blog]

This post contains some spoilers for Encanto

I just watched the movie Encanto, and let me just say the song is just so goddamn catchy

The whole movie is just a hole of angst waiting to be filled

So I decided to make another crossover cause why not

spoiler officially begins rn so . . .

The Henituse territory was attacked when Cale was just a baby and during that attack, Jour had died protecting him

Deruth whose heart was overflowing with grief turns to work to recover from that attack and build up a defense to make sure that their home is safe

He then met Violan, fell in love with her and her son, then got married

and with their marriage, they receive a blessing

Then let's fast forward a few decades later;

Kim Henituse was born the youngest son of Lily Henituse, it was a well-known fact that he was the only one in his Family that didn't receive a gift from the magical candle

he shrugs it off cause it didn't matter to him but it seems like that was all anyone could ever talk about him

but with cracks in their home, now the magic that was given to their family is in danger of fading away, 'this is problematic' Kim thought with dismay

Kim Rok Soo is the Mirabel of the crossover

Choi Han is Luisa with their superstrength

Alberu is the oldest son (Isabela of this au), the golden child of the family, [spoiler] when Kim manages to talk to Alberu into being himself, he would take the appearance of his dark elf form but before that, he is the golden-haired perfect prince 'your royal highness, the sun that shines brightly in our house' - Kim

so here comes my fav;

[We don't talk about Cale]

Cale is the Bruno of this Au

I honestly can just see him being talked shit about and being painted as an evil bastard, he would just nod in agreement and add fuel to the fire

one day, Cale Henituse had a vision and then suddenly vanished

{ [Note] Cale is weak, he can't use his gift without the drawback of having headaches and would sometimes bleed out for no reason at all, he has never told anyone about this at all

When he was a teenager, he found out that drinking alcohol would ease up the pain, so he grew a bit dependent on it also making him known as a drunk.}

Ron is still the servant that raised Cale from the beginning and till now, still wonders about where his charge had disappeared into

he would often note how similar Kim is to Cale, as he is also the person taking care of Kim

People would often look at Ron with wariness because not only was he the main caretaker of 'the bad luck' Cale, he also took care of 'the giftless' Kim

"Sorry, I don't do visions anymore," Cale told Kim before drinking

lol just a thought, If Ron and Beacrox ever discover where Cale is hiding they'll be appalled with his living condition

They would drag him out, kicking and screaming all the way and then clean him up

Beacrox : You take care of the young master father, I'll take care of the pests *put on double gloves*

Cale : Wait, don't hurt them! they're family!!

then they would proceed to convince Cale to leave the rats behind and just get a new pet, but Cale would stubbornly refuse till they give up as long as they don't multiply, it would be much of a problem cause rats have short lifespan

they would need to vaccinate the rats.

Beacrox would always give the rats disgusted look, and would still leave out poison and traps, wishing to accidentally put an end to the disgusting creatures, Ron wholeheartedly agrees with his son.

another take of this au would be;

Cale had a vision, one day he just disappeared

unknown to his family he was living right under their nose, changing his hair color to black, and is now known as Kim Rok Soo

A man who is well-known for taking care of people but held everyone at arm's length

It still needs some thought into it cause this sounds a bit too similar to canon. Share your thoughts.

[jaysevhls]

There's A Bomb | Jay Halstead

Request: Jay falling in love with Voight's daughter.

Pairing: Jay Halstead x Voight!Reader

Author's note: Requests are open. (The moment with a bomb was inspired on episode from "The Flash" when Joe saved Cecile.)

Your dad was always worried about you, especially when you told him that you want to be a cop like him. First he didn't approve your decision, but when he saw you graduating the police academy, he knew that it's your right path. He wanted to keep you safe and close, at least he could do that, so he brought you to Intelligence. You were happy there since day one, it was your dream to watch him catching bad guys.

He partnered you with Erin, because he trusted her the most, like you. She wasn't from Voight's family, but she was like sister to you, she knew everything about you.

But after few years it was her time to go and she moved. You took it hard, just like Jay, who wanted to propose to her. You weren't close with him, but the pain he had was very similar to yours. After she left, Voight partnered you with him and Hailey, the new girl, was now a partner to Kim.

Cases that involved drugs were your favorite. Going undercover, to make a deal, that was your favorite part of the job. You were the best in this and you were happy to do it every time. But when kids are involved... This hits just different. You usually took it very personal, it was just too hard to see them working for those bastards.

"Okay guys, we've got a case involving drugs and a murder of mob boss. I think we all know who that is, Alejandro Cortez. 32 years old, he's chasing by police and FBI for 2 years. He killed his own wife, then mob boss, two murders with a bomb. One pinned to the car, the second one in club. He's hiding since then, we can't reach him." Kevin pinned his photo to the board and gave you files about the case."But, we know that his niece was taken from her family and we all think that he took her, because he wants to take a revenge on his brother for turning him to the police."

"All of this because he's angry? And why the kid?" you asked.

"We don't know yet. She's missing for 4 days and the people who saw the kidnapper described him. Description matches to Alejandro. They're living in Chicago, that means he's here and this might be our last chance to get him." you sat on your desk and started to look into the files.

"Hey, you okay?" Jay asked you. Before nodding to him, you brushed his hand with your fingers and smiled at him. He was always caring about you in cases like this, you were so thankful for him. "Let me know if you need anything."

"Y/N? Can we talk?" your dad asked.

"Sure." you walked into his office and closed doors.

"I'm worried about you. If you want I can take you off the case." he said.

"I'm fine, really. It's just... I don't understand some things, I need to figure them out. Don't worry." you hugged him and went back to your desk.

The tension was thick, everyone were working on the case, while Jay was trying to figure out his feelings. He couldn't talk to anyone about this, because they knew that person, especially he couldn't talk about it with you.

God, he wished that you noticed how much he adored you. He stood up and walked to your desk.

"Y/N? Y/N?" he tapped your shoulder.

"Hmm?" you muttered.

"You kinda zoned out, I brought you some coffee."

"Thanks. Do you want to go with me and check on this woman who saw Alejandro? I don't want to go there alone." you asked.

"Of course, partner."

You drove in silence, Jay was watching you the whole ride. He loved to look at your smile, eyes, when you tried to be serious, but he always made you smile and laugh. He trusted you like no one, he could put his life in your hands, because he knew that you'll help him no matter what.

"Chicago PD." you said and knocked on the doors.

"What do you want?" a woman appeared and looked so scared.

"Sophia? We're from Chicago Police Department, I'm detective Halstead and this is detective Voight. We wanted to ask you few questions."

"There's no need to, I already spoke with police." she answered.

"We know, but we wanted to ask about description you gave us. Are you sure that this was the guy?" you showed her a picture.

"Yes, definitely. Now leave me alone." she said and walked away, then closed the doors.

"I think she won't say us more." you laughed and made your way to the truck.

"Yeah Adam, what's up?" Jay said, answering his phone.

"We've got a possible location where Alejandro can be, go and check this place."

"Alright, let's go." Jay said.

"5021 Frank, detective Y/N Voight, we're heading to a possible location where our suspect can be. Plain clothes officers on the scene, roll a backup and ambo."

"Copied 5021 Frank, sending a backup and ambo."

"Do you think he's gonna be there?" Jay asked you.

"I don't know, I just hope to find his niece sooner than him so I could kick his ass after. I mean, she's a kid... How can he do that?" you answered. Jay looked at you worried. After few minutes you were on the scene.

"Take the back, we're going from the front." you said to officers who were there already.

"I'm coming in." Jay went first, you right after him.

"I'm covering you." you pulled your gun low, until you noticed blood on the carpet. "Blood." you both raised your gun and checked the first floor.

"Stairs." Jay said and again you followed him.

"You heard that?" the sound reminded you a cry.

"Chicago PD! Alejandro, put your gun down and come out!" Jay yelled. "Let your niece go first!"

"Stop! Stop!" you looked at Jay confused.

"Alejandro, if you won't come out we'll come for you" he yelled again.

"Wait, it's not him." you looked at Jay and nodded over the mirror where you saw a little girl tied up, sitting on the chair.

"Please, it's gonna blow!" you hid your gun and walked into the room while Jay was calling for a bomb squad.

"Hey, what's your name?" you asked her.

"Lauren." she cried so hard. You needed to calm her down when you saw a bomb pinned to the chair.

"Okay Lauren, I need you to sit there carefully, don't move, okay? We'll get you out of here."

"He said that he's gonna make them suffer!" she yelled.

"Jay? Call for a backup, send them to her parents." you knew that at this point he wanted to kill all of her family, to make them suffer, especially this little girl. "It's gonna be okay. I'm gonna check on timer right now okay?"

"Mhm." she calmed a little. 6 minutes you saw. You knew what kind of bomb was that. Jay told you his stories when he was in the army, you knew more than he thought.

"Y/N? What are you doing? Let's go, bomb squad will help her!" Jay showed up in the room, watching your actions.

"It will be too late. Hey, Lauren. I need you to switch places with me on 3 okay?" you looked at her, she nodded slowly.

"You've got to be kidding me! You want yourself killed?"

"Jay! Just let me do my job. It has 5 minutes timer now, when she'll stand, it's gonna run down, we won't be able to get out of there and they'll be too late. I'm gonna sit there to stop it from going down fast."

"Y/N, please..." he walked closer and hugged you.

"On 3 Lauren. 1... 2... 3..." you pushed her to Jay and sat on the chair. You looked at the timer. 3 minutes left.

"Take her out, I'll stay on the line." you said.

"5021 George, I'm going out with a hostage. Detective Voight will stay on the line." he felt tears in his eyes. He let go her hand and went outside. Lauren went to the ambo to get checked out.

"Halstead, what the hell? Where's Y/N?" Voight asked him.

"She switched places with Lauren, she's holding out the timer."

"Y/N?" Voight spoke.

"D-dad, I'm fine. Just tell the squad to come here asap."

"They're 6 minutes out."

"Well... We've 2." you said.

"I'm calling them." Jay said. He put them on the line to speak to you.

"Y/N, we need you to say how this looks like."

"Well, it has a timer and 3 colors inside. Black, white and blue."

"Okay, that means he used the same bomb as on the vehicle. You need to stay calm and carefully remove the blue one." they instructed you. Your hands were shaking, eyes were blinded and your heart was pounding so hard.

"Okay, yeah, I'll do it." you took a deep breath and take moved slowly to blue cable. You looked at the timer. It has stopped.

"Y/N? Y/N!" Jay was screaming to his radio, but you couldn't respond. You immediately stood up and went downstairs. Tears blurred your vision. You reached out to the doors and opened them. All the members looked at you relieved. "Shit." he said and run to you.

At this point you were crying. He took you in his arms, softly stroking your hair.

"I can't breathe." you choked.

"Easy honey, easy. It's the adrenaline rush, everything is okay." he hugged you tighter.

You had still covered your face with your hands. They were shaking so bad. Jay tried to calm you down, so he took them from your face and kissed."Come on, I'm taking you home." he held you close and went with you to Hank.

"Oh god Y/N! What were you thinking out there?!" now he was the one holding you.

"I was doing my job, I needed to help her." you said as you felt something hugging you from the side. Lauren held your hand hard and cried.

"Thank you, thank you. I wanna be strong as you! I'll be a cop one day!" she was full of energy, she didn't realise what just happened, she was only 8 years old after all... And that fact was making you sick. That little girl almost died because of payback.

"I'm so glad you're okay baby. Go to see your mom." you pointed at police car, who just arrived.

"Hey, you sure you're fine?" Jay asked you when Hank left to speak with Lauren's mom.

"I just want to go home." he nodded at went with you to his truck.

You held Jay's hand the whole ride to your home.

"Can you go upstairs with me? I need someone right now... Also, I have your favorite beer." you smiled.

"Yeah, I'll take that beer." he answered and followed you to your apartment.

You closed the door and went to the kitchen. Taking a beer, you noticed Jay standing in the hallway, looking at the picture frame with you and him. You put the beer down and walked to him. He turned to face you, when you hungrily kissed his lips. The kiss was so desperate, but at the same time filled with passion and love. He put his hands on your back, bringing you closer. When you couldn't catch a breath, you pulled back.

"I love you. I love you so freaking much. I think about you day and night, if you're okay, if you slept enough. When I pushed Lauren into your way... I knew that I'll always want you to be the one who won't leave my side Jay. I want you to be here. Right here, with me." he pulled you into hug, just like before. It was different than the others time when he was with you. This time, there was a real love between you two.

"Y/N, you don't know how happy I am right now. You saved me so many times, you're my little miracle. I was so afraid to tell you that, but now I wish I could say it earlier. Holding you in my arms is the best thing in the world and I'll always be here for you baby. I love you." he kissed your forehead and took you to the couch. You sat next to him and covered you with blanked.

He couldn't stop thinking about how lucky he was to have you. You were his light.

[supremekingofsalvation]

lOOK GUYS I KNEW WHAT WAS GONNA HAPPEN BUT I WAS LIKE ON THE EDGE OF MY BED AND I STARTED JUMPING WHEN THEY MADE IT

Kim Dokja please I beg you to stooooooop you're gonna make me emotional and you can't do that

Lee Gilyoung SHUT YOUR FUCKING TRAP PLEASE BABY LISTEN HE CAN'T JUST LEAVE YOU

KDJ Fatherly Tendencies Making An Appearance: N° 8

so he admits that the plot was ruined and yET

?????? my heart??????? my soul?????? I cannot

don't say it, I'll cry do not test me

HE SAID IT

I TOLD YOU NOT TO TEST ME

I'LL CRY

all jokes aside let's take a moment to admire kdj's HEIGHT, this man's LeGs istg

I JUST LOVE HOW THIS BASTARD RIGHT HERE THAT SEEMS SO FUCKING CONFIDENT OF EVERYTHING IS ALSO THE MOST SELF-DEPRECATING MAN I KNOW

the AUDACITY of this man

you don't even NEED A GREEN ZONE TO SURVIVE WHAT THE HELL YJH

at least they can agree on sOmEthing, they have like the same plans most of the time and i think you guys don't point that out enough

okay I know we all always say just how tired we are of kdj dying but truly

Kim Dokja Never Dies

[smileyoongle]

Come Back Home (A Kim Taehyung Mafia AU) // Part 1

Requested by anon. This turned out to be much more angsty than I expected. But it's okay. I'm feeling angsty today. Let's Get It?!

Summary: You were dead. Or at least that's what Kim Taehyung thought. But love never dies. A myth, yes. And maybe that's why when he finds out that you are alive, he may have already lost you.

Pairing: Mafia!Taehyung×Reader

"Sir, we might have a lead."

Taehyung had become numb and heartless. He didn't care about anyone as much as he did before. Hell, he didn't even want to take care of himself because, in all honesty, he just wanted to die. He had lost you four months ago to some stupid rival gang who thought they could take you away and get away with it.

Well, they weren't wrong.

They did take away Kim Taehyung's most precious treasure.

And they got away with it.

Four months of rigorous searching and no outcome.

They say hard work pays off?

Bullshit.

When you were nowhere to be found and the entire city was a mess because of Taehyung's wrath, he understood. He understood that you were never going to come back again.

And the gang that killed you?

They hid like the cowards they were. They were aware of what they had done and they also knew what was coming for them. No one could save them from Kim Taehyung.

All the gangs in the city contributed to searching for your kidnappers. Mainly because they wanted to be on Taehyung's good side but also because they knew how he felt. Love was a blessing for people like them. How dare someone take it away?

"Call all our allies from around the city and tell them to tear that warehouse apart. I want those murderers alive. Now."

Taehyung ordered, his cold voice making the messenger shiver as he scurried away to get the work done.

It was time.

Taehyung stood up from his chair and headed to his bedroom. He grabbed his gun from the bedside table and reloaded it, his eyes falling on the photograph that he kept under his pillow. With a shaky breath, he pulled it out, tracing his fingers across it.

The photo was taken on his birthday last year when you had attempted to surprise him by baking a cake. Taehyung recalled how he had come home to a messy kitchen where you sat in the middle of it all. He remembered laughing when you stood up and ran behind him, yelling in victory as you caught hold of his shirt and rubbed flour all over his face.

Taehyung chuckled to himself, the memory making his heart swell. He didn't notice the tear that escaped his eye until it landed on the photo. A frown made its way to his forehead, nothing unusual though. Taehyung had barely smiled since you left.

"I'm sorry I couldn't keep you safe..." Taehyung whispered, his voice breaking as more tears filled his eyes. He furiously rubbed his eyes, trying to get rid of the tears but they wouldn't go. They kept coming, reminding him of all the pain he had endured in your absence.

"Just come back home." Taehyung managed to say before breaking down. He quietly sobbed while holding the photograph against his chest. Even though he knew that his words made no sense any more, he just wanted to say them. Maybe you'd hear him.

Maybe by some miracle, you'd come back home.

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Taehyung gripped the gun in his hand, getting out of his car and glaring at the warehouse that stood out like a sore thumb in the middle of nowhere. Taehyung had finally found them and now, there was nothing stopping him from ending all their lives. All the members of his gang stood behind him, bowing at the six men who had just arrived.

Taehyung acknowledged them all with a nod of his head, too distracted to say anything. Jungkook placed a hand on Taehyung's shoulder, giving it a tight squeeze.

"They won't get away this time." He stated, exchanging glances with all the others who nodded in return.

"Let's go....I can't wait to get my hands bloody." Taehyung mumbled before moving towards the warehouse. All the gangsters who had gathered there were determined to get this over with. They wanted peace from all the problems they had to face due to Taehyung and his rescue operation. Finally, it was gonna end.

Within minutes, the warehouse was torn apart, every living person inside was brought outside with their hands and legs tied along with a gag in their mouth. Taehyung sighed in relief, pacing in front of all the kneeling bastards. He was so tempted to just blow their brains out but no. Too easy. He planned on pulling their nails one by one and then-

"Taehyung! You need to see this!" Taehyung's head turned on hearing Hoseok's voice from inside the warehouse. He sounded desperate and...scared?

Without a thought, Taehyung rushed inside, completely oblivious to what he was gonna witness. He jogged down the stairs and into the basement, crunching his nose at the foul smell that filled the room. He frowned on seeing all the members standing around something.

"What is it?" Taehyung asked, letting them know about his presence. Yoongi turned around and looked at Taehyung with happy yet sad eyes which made him more confused. They all moved to the side and let him see for himself. And what he saw next, made his heart stop.

A girl lay on a dirty mattress with her hair sprawled across it, a number of bruises and cuts littering her face. A white ragged dress hung loosely on her thin body, making visible the outline of her ribs. Taehyung's eyes moved across her body, his heart pounding louder with each bruise that he saw. He slowly kneeled down beside her and brushed some of her hair away from her face before letting out a strangled whimper.

It was you.

A number of emotions flooded through Taehyung's mind. He felt as if all air had been knocked out of his lungs.

"She's alive, Tae." Jimin stated, patting Taehyung's back. And those were the only words that he needed. Wasting no time, he lifted your body and hugged you tightly, crying and laughing at the same time. To anyone else, he would have looked like a maniac. But he wasn't.

He was just in love.

"Y/N, baby, open your eyes. I'm here. I'll take you back home. Just open your eyes for me, love." Taehyung pleaded, caressing your cheeks.

He stilled on seeing your eyelids flutter, soft moans leaving your mouth. Slowly, you managed to open your eyes, frowning a little on seeing the man who was looking at you. Your eyes widened before you pushed and scurried away, scraping your knees against the harsh floor. You pushed yourself against the wall at the corner of the room, whimpering and rubbing your arms.

"Please go away. Don't hurt me!" You begged, hiding your face away from all the men who stood a few metres away from you.

Taehyung clenched his jaw and stood up, anger coursing through his veins all of a sudden. They must have hurt you really bad to leave you so traumatized. Cautiously, he moved closer to you, looking at you with apologetic eyes.

"Love, it's me, Taehyung. I'm not here to hurt you. See, it's your Taehyung." He said gently, giving you a soft smile as you finally looked at him. A look of recognition flashed in your eyes as you halted all your actions.

"Taehyung..." You whispered, taking in his face. Taehyung cupped your cheeks and kneeled in front of you, nodding at you. You hesitantly placed your hands on his, gazing at him with an unsure look.

With a gasp, you pushed his hands away, trying to move further away from him.

"No! I don't know you! Just leave me alone!" You shouted at him. Taehyung's breath hitched, completely being caught off guard.

You didn't know him?

Tears of frustration made their way down his cheeks, his eyes staring blankly at you. The girl he was looking at wasn't you. It was a stranger in your body. Someone who didn't know him.

"What did they do to you?"

THIS IS OFFICIALLY A SERIES! THE PART TWO HAS BEEN POSTED. YOU CAN FIND THE LINK IN MY MASTERLIST!

[rnufharose]

Chapter 14

Words: 3k

Warnings: None

︻デ═一 ♥

Haneul was curled up on the couch, her eyes closed as she recalled her time at the Kim Estate in the morning. She had a good time getting to know Sehun's friends, but she still felt lonely, her grip on the couch cushion growing tighter. Vivi was seated in front of her, his eyes on her and whimpering slightly. He could sense how sad she felt, leaping onto the couch and curling up beside her, brushing his tongue along her cheek sweetly.

She opened her eyes, meeting the Bichon's concerned eyes and stroking the white curls of his coat. "I'm okay, boy... just resting..." She knew it was a lie, but she didn't want him or Sehun knowing she was sad.

"Neullie?" Sehun's voice came from the doorway of his study. He had caught her talking to Vivi, making his way toward the living room, where she got into a seated position. "Do you need anything? Food, water?"

She shook her head, remaining silent. Vivi jumped off of the couch so his master could take a seat beside her.

"I meant it when I said everything in this apartment is yours just as much as it is mine," he said. "that also means you can depend on me. If you need anything, let me know. I want you to feel at home."

"Thank you," she bowed her head for a moment. "I'm alright though... really."

"How about we go out?" He suggested, and she tilted her head slightly in confusion.

"Didn't we go out a few hours ago?"

"I want you to meet someone," Sehun stood from the couch, walking toward the coat rack to grab his trench coat. "Come, we'll have a good time, and I want to get some bubble tea."

Bubble tea? She thought with furrowed brows. She found it rather peculiar that a man like him would like such a drink but then again, he had a fluffy dog that looked like a cloud for a pet.

"Vivi's leash is in that basket," he gestured, pulling her out of her thoughts, and she gave another nod, standing from the couch and grabbing the dog's leash, and while she was at it, she went to her room to grab her coat, securing the leash onto the Bichon's collar, ready to leave the apartment.

Sehun took his keys but instead of taking the car, he decided they would walk. "I promise, you'll like her. She's like an older sister to me. She's a little rough around the edges but she'll take care of you too." He opened the door and allowed her and Vivi to step out, still keeping her silence. Haneul began to wonder if this woman was involved in the same work as him. Either way, she wouldn't let her guard down, at least not until she was completely comfortable around Sehun and his friends.

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Haneul held onto Vivi's leash as she walked through the city, and Sehun was just a step ahead of her, his hands tucked into the pockets of his trench coat, wearing a handsome smile on his face.

"Where exactly does your friend live?" She asked and he looked over his shoulder, his eyes turning into crescents.

"She owns a book shop which I frequent often. It's just up ahead," he spoke. "And don't worry about her strict expression. She's actually very sweet once you get to know her."

Vivi walked ahead, his tongue out of his mouth when he spotted the shiny brown door of the book shop. The display case revealed many of the latest books that had been put in stock and the sign hung just above the entrance, reading The Revé.

Sehun opened the door, the bell above jingling when he allowed the brunette and his dog to step inside. Haneul could smell dry parchment in the air mixed with red velvet ice cream cake, and rose perfume, the shelves stacked with books as well as the counter.

"Noona!" Sehun called out. "Noona, are you here?"

"Well well," a beautiful voice cane from behind one of the shelves. "This is a surprise, Sehun-ssi. Crawling out of your hidey-hole and actually coming to see me! What's the occasion?"

"You know why," he rolled his eyes playfully. "I want you to meet someone. You know you're just as ruthless as I am, being the Matriarch of your syndicate."

"The word being Matriarch," she put emphasis on the title. "You're Junmyeon's little hitman. There's a difference." She stepped away from the shelf, revealing herself to them—a strikingly beautiful woman with pale skin, long black hair, and a thin, petite physique, her eyes brown and her expression cold and hard. Her lips were painted a rose red, which matched the fitted dress that hugged her frame in all the right places, white heels on her feet.

"Omo..." Haneul mumbled as she took in the older woman's features.

"Neullie, I'd like to meet Bae Joohyun, the Matriarch of the Red Velvet Syndicate," Sehun introduced her to the woman. "Noona, this is Cho Haneul. She's under my protection."

"Sehun, what did I say? It's Irene," She scolded gently, turning her brown gaze toward the girl, which softened immensely, a smile creeping onto her face, and he struck expression had disappeared. "Oh my... What a beautiful doll she is! How on God's green earth did you find her?" She questioned the raven-haired male, wearing her stern expression once again. "Did you do something shady?!"

"Aniya!" He shook his head vigorously, his eyes widening slightly. "One of Wonbin's men put his hands on her and I stopped him before he could—"

"What, so you can put your hands on her too?!" She grunted, and Haneul chuckled sheepishly at their banter, gripping Vivi's leash tighter. "Tell me, did he try anything on you?!" Irene faced her abruptly, concern etched on her face. "Did he touch you inappropriately? Ask you for something?"

"N-No," The girl answered, smiling awkwardly.

"See?! She said no!" Sehun exclaimed with exasperation. "Aish, jinjjah! Noona, what do you take me for?!"

"All he did was ask me to live with him," Haneul explained. "He said his apartment is just as much mine as it is his." Sehun flinched at her words, and he wasn't looking forward to what was coming next.

"Is that so?" Irene smiled sweetly before spinning around and punching the hitman in his gut, knocking the air out of him until he stumbled into the other room, falling onto his knees and coughing for air. "What were ya thinkin', ya pervy bastard! Get outta here! Take a hike!" She yelled in Daegu Satoori, grabbing the door and slamming it shut, leaving him in the adjacent room.

Haneul could hear him groaning with pain, now knowing what he meant about Irene being rough around the edges. She was a tough person, and their relationship was definitely like that of siblings. She wondered if she treated all of the boys in EXO the same way.

"That boy can't think straight sometimes," she huffed, returning to the Seoul dialect, stepping away from the door. "How about some red velvet ice cream cake? I made a new batch today and I certainly can't eat all of it since my girls are out on an assignment. You'll have to finish it with me."

"A-Alright," the brunette said. "Thank you, Irene-ssi..."

"Please, call me Unnie," she gestured for her to follow, speaking cutely toward the white dog beside Haneul. "And Vivi-ssi! I have some treats for you!"

"Is it okay to leave Sehun like that?" Haneul asked.

"It's fine," Irene waved a hand with a laugh, leading her deeper into the store. "I always punch him like that. It does him more good than harm, actually." They entered the kitchen, which was colored white with a wooden table covered by a cherry print table cloth. While Irene gathered treats for Vivi and cut up two slices of ice cream cake, Haneul took a seat, looking around the quaint room with the sunlight shining through. On the walls were several pictured of Irene and four younger women. She had to guess that they were the girls she was referring to a moment ago. 

She's like Junmyeon, she thought, still looking around before taking off Vivi's leash to let him walk freely. She's supposed to be a stone-cold leader of a crime syndicate but... she is so normal...

"Here you go," Irene put the plate of ice cream cake in front of her, taking her seat across from the brunette with her own slice and smiling fondly, and Vivi dug into his meal in the corner of the room. "I meant it back there when I said you're beautiful. I've never seen such pretty brown eyes and silky hair. I can see why Sehun has taken a liking to you."

Haneul made a confused sound, her cheeks flaring before she waved her hands in front of her. "Oh, it's not like that at all!" She protested. "He told me about my past, and how I'm the sole survivor of the Cho Clan... and then there's the fact that there are people out to kill me, and those same people were the reason for my Halmeoni's death... he's just protecting me..."

"You sure it's not some scenario where the monstrous softie falls for the beauty?" the older woman teased, giggling uncontrollably before continuing. "I'm okay joking, but you never know what can happen. Things haven't been the easiest for Sehun ever since he became a part of Junmyeon's family."

She stared at the woman, perplexed, but she didn't have to say anything to hear more.

"Sehun was orphaned at a young age. He was taken to the children's home and he wasn't treated well. Then, Junmyeon's father came and adopted him. Ever since then, Sehun had been a part of the EXO syndicate without realizing it," the older woman leaned back in her chair. "It wasn't until he was in middle school that he found out. He would learn to shoot a gun for the first time at that point. Mr. Kim wanted to groom him into the most ruthless hitman in the underworld, and he succeeded. Everywhere the Kim family went, the people had their eyes on the tall, cold man, and he never hesitated to pull the trigger. Sehun's life had always been darkness, but this time, it was like there was no escape."

"I see," Haneul looked down, frowning.

"But now, he has you," Irene pointed out. "I think you're just what he needs to restore that vibrancy he once had. Even now when you two walked in, I saw that eye smile of his, and I haven't seen it in years. The boy has been lonely and he could use a friend right now. All those people he killed and the women he's slept with--they couldn't do a damn thing to take away the darkness in his heart. So you stay close to him, alright? Can you promise me, Haneul?"

She was beginning to understand why he was so desperate to make her stay when her friends dragged her out of his home. He may have had his brothers and she knew there had to be many women he was with in the past, but he was still lonely--living in that apartment with just a dog for company. Haneul began to think she wasn't being considerate of his feelings. She was so caught up in her loneliness and missing her friends when really, Sehun had been alone ever since he was a child. Losing the one family she had left and her life turning upside down didn't compare to what Sehun had been through. 

She could feel the guilt seeping into her heart, lifting her head and giving Irene a nod, "I promise."

When this was over, Haneul would apologize to him. I won't ask to see my friends, I won't ask to leave, and I won't ask for anything else... I don't have the right...

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"What do you mean she stayed behind?" Hoseok questioned, looking between Jungkook, Bella, and Taehyung. "You're telling me that, out of her own free will, she stayed with him?"

"That's exactly what she did," Jungkook nodded toward the older male. "Neullie said something about not wanting to be the reason why we get hurt."

"Which makes no sense," Taehyung spoke with anger in his tone. "That hitman must have manipulated her into thinking she'll put us in danger! He's preying on her mind because she's still grieving!"

"Okay, but," Yoongi spoke up, seated on the couch and looking toward his friends. "What if he has a point? And this is Neullie we're talking about. She wouldn't make a stupid decision."

"Yah! You can't believe the words of a criminal!" Jin exclaimed, emphasizing with the motion of his arm. "And she is grieving, you know! People always make bad decisions when they're sad!"

"I agree with Yoongi hyung," Namjoon raised a hand. "I don't think she made the wrong decision."

"Namjoon!" Bella protested. "For all we know, he could have taken her somewhere far away and locked her up!"

"But he did help her when that guy attacked her, did he?" Jimin debated. "I don't know much about the EXO Syndicate and how dangerous they are but we have to trust Neullie. She decided to stay to protect us and she's smart. She would have detected some sort of danger right away. Halmeoni taught her to trust her instincts."

"Aish," Taehyung cursed, running his hands through his hair in frustration. He didn't like seeing his friends or his family in danger. The thought of them getting hurt made him uneasy and a man who had the potential for putting Haneul in harm's way was out there, keeping her away from them. "We're getting her back no matter what and we're leaving this hellhole of a city--somewhere where he won't tracking us or her down."

"We can't just leave!" Jimin told him. "We have The Magic Shop to look after!"

"I know," the younger male began. "and trust me, I've stayed here just as long as you have and this has been our home for God knows how many years... but I've reached my limit."

"What do you propose we do then?" Bella wondered, facing her lover.

It was best to start from scratch--start a brand new life away from the violence Seoul was known for. Taehyung didn't hesitate to answer. "We move to Busan."

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The café was warm and cozy, the scent of milk, cinnamon, and chocolate permeating the air, accompanied by the chatter of people and soft pop music in the background. The wooden tables were flawless, leaving off a thin sheen from the gold lights after the handsome waiter ran a damp cloth over each surface. Haneul was seated across from Sehun, a cappuccino in front of her with a "heart" latte art, and Vivi was seated by her feet. Sehun had bought himself chocolate bubble tea, and he was currently scrolling through his phone.

"Aish... you know that hurt, right?" He said to her. "What Noona did to me, I mean..."

"You kind of deserved it," Haneul spoke softly.

"Ah, not you too," he pouted, looking up from his phone and at her now. "Don't tell me she's made you rough around the edges too!"

"She just gave me ice cream cake," she shrugged, smiling innocently.

"No wonder you agree with her," Sehun leaned back and sunk in his chair, putting his phone down. "Anyway, you haven't your coffee. You don't like it?"

"I'm just waiting until it cools down a bit," Haneul replied, her hands in her lap and her eyes on the table before continuing, "Um... Sehun...?"

"Yeah?" He inquired, smiling at her now. It still made him sad that she was still so closed off from him. He could tell how tense she was, but he knew she was trying. The way her hair fell around her, the slight movement of her arms indicating she was turning her hands in her lap. He wanted to reach out and tuck her hair behind her ears, hold her hands--anything to ease her. "What is it, Neullie?"

"I'm sorry," she apologized, her eyes closing her and shoulders dropping, her expression helpless. "Irene unnie told me you've been having a hard time. I should have been more considerate of your feelings instead of saying terrible things to you... I wasn't being fair to you when all you want is to protect me."

Sehun mulled over her words, chuckling softly and leaning forward, tilting his head to the side, "You don't have to apologize. I'm the one who scared you. Maybe I did deserve that punch because now that I think about it, I was following you around, which is a bit stalkerish..."

"But Junmyeon told you to," she protested. "It wasn't like you had bad intentions."

"Maybe not, but nothing can properly explain why the hitman of EXO suddenly appeared to kill someone before he could touch you," he pointed out. "There's nothing to apologize for. All I ask is that you stay safe," he looked down for a moment in contemplation before adding. "and I'll even let you see your friends and work at The Magic Shop. All you had to do was ask. I'm not going to keep you locked away in that apartment. I know firsthand what it feels like to be lonely."

She was taken aback, opening her eyes to meet his, her lips parted slightly. The guilt was beginning to seep in, shame stirring in the pit of her stomach, and Haneul closed her mouth, tears stinging at her waterline. She sniffled, looking down again and doing everything in her power to stop her tears, but it was all in vain. She broke into silent sobs and began to wipe away at her tears. He's so nice to me and I judged him too quickly... I'm so pathetic.

Sehun watched her with surprise. clearing his throat and pulling out a handkerchief from his slacks. He extended his hand, offering it to her, "Gwenchana... please don't feel bad," he spoke like he had read her thoughts. "You've been through a lot and you've shed a lot of tears too... it's only normal that you won't trust someone after everything you've been through..."

She pulled her hand away from her face, accepting the handkerchief with a bow of gratitude and cleaning up her face, "Gomawo... I feel like an idiot...

"You're not," he assured her. "Please don't cry. You're prettier when you smile."

[the-firebird69]

There's some things happening right now that he may want to know about Dan is for me up lines seeing is going after crabs that's not dude and outside of punta Gorda and they're heavily armed there's some huge Jets heading their way don't like 20 miles away and they're going to bomb and yes in about 3 seconds 2 1 goodbye Dan. It's almost his last crew he says his last crew in he's all done, children know to Batman for real so he's having one of his lackeys send it and people are making fun of him his father got rid of himself pretty quick and just say it's our son but he's not you molok and he's got an army and it's not you you never believed him you're a hunk of s*** in the match are too foreigners are pouring in and they can't stand Kimmel's act and they attracted to the foreigners in the first place where the talk of grafting and stealing their stuff

Dan is rebuilding his lines seen on TV ordering them you sitting there screaming out like in pain like some kid like we're going to help you cuz you're sitting here bothering the s*** out of him and it's illegal you're not justified and you haven't gotten anything from it checking on glue or something you're going to Tommy's museum you haven't killed for your comment and your lousy act. Foreigners are pouring in around the studio where he is he's in Burbank thinks he's hidden the blockade is breaking and their infiltrating and they're going right at him he keeps saying s*** about him too then you're dead dan we placed it on your head. Then we took your bikes and Jamie up your ass and shows them zapping what looks like a Jenna and when she's passing out and it looks like Trump like this week retard making a retard face on the way down it was Jimmy Kim tasering his father and he doesn't know it's an embarrassing thing to tell people did they couldn't work out their differences even like Chris and his dad have a parallel and it's still going on and he has a great real reason for a parallel to work and doesn't see it it's kind of a real loser the fleets going to be gone shortly, and he barely recognizes that as an important fact and Trump is on TV it's from a long time ago and son picked up on it cuz he's looking like this slob is looking like

Dan is still trying to train her son weak bastard. They said this all week we got to try for him over and over then they said no we don't then they said yes we do and they keep messing around with each other and harassing our son he said it might be nice for you guys to fight each other but if you get me in the middle I'm going to kill you all uncharted I am almost out I've never heard of a group so small as yours you can say stuff like crazy like little kids they start getting really mad so we should leave them alone they tried and they couldn't they said you're feeding an addiction I said so what I'm like a drug dealer here I don't care if I deal drugs to you I don't care if I kill you or maim you you're stupid they're both very offended and they said what kind of deal do we have here instead you ruin the deal you're f****** morons you won't shut up

So Dan says he's using it to build up more forces and those forces are being crushed you're being killed don't listen to reason at all tons and tons of death Coke is whole Force almost checked out in one day and it's much larger so you start getting pissed and he said we're not doing things right so no they took over presidency is too much it's true too there's a whole bunch of things happening one of them is Trump is getting depressed he realize that Dan took his fleet he's trying to get the fleet back and he saw him get tased on Jimmy Kimmel really figured out what to do his hands he's making fun of trump he's doing his Will Ferrell routine also he looks over and says you're not John c Reilly you're my idiot kid they started fighting and he's trying to bury him the yard he buried him a little hit him with a shovel like you thought Chris was going to do Dan is starting to get it he wants to bring lie over here. They were going after then we're going to take them out of here in Florida and he says when should top off the giant godzilla male and the other should top off the giant godzilla female I don't know whichever went after whichever not going after Dan that hard only when he bothers me and she says he's bothering the living s*** out of me right now and we know his forming up out there she says and she's hitting him so it's probably me going after that a****** most and you and Trump so when they're ready to go and they're ready to move out we're going to feed a whole bunch of trumps and a whole bunch of dance to him so he just sit there with him in a ball somewhere hopefully the fish won't eat them the fish eats them then we're going to throw them in and it'll be like a Jonas so I'm starting to see something it's kind of what it is it's a term they use the medical industry no it's biblical and it means you're going to go ride in the fish's mouth until you get to the shores where you belong and it's fitting

Thor Freya

He forms up one more time Max are unloading and unleashing a massive amount of firepower to get him to shut up before they hear him they despicable what they say is angering and hateful so if you want to pull them out of here a little bit so you don't get in trouble and a lot over there that would be great it cost so much problems so many difficulties in my life every few minutes now pieces of crap do something it's here it's there bother this trying to eat cheese listen okay that sounds a good idea so I'm going to start ripping them out here and out there and they'll be all gone soon just Dan and Trump sure

Mostly more luck yes

Thor Freya

I've had my time to talk today but I'd like to talk more and he says that's fine I haven't really said much but I comparison and that's good usually you talk all day I know this is the more people get into discussions with you the better off for doing and you like discussing it to get things done and I have a word for you it's called monsters these people are monsters they're obsessive losers they're mean hateful I don't think it broke any ribs and he says I don't think I don't think so either because I pushed and I didn't hit and he was asking to be hit but I didn't hit him I pushed him maybe it broke ribs pushing him probably not unless he's really weak bones it says he doesn't have really weak bones want you to shut up and find out where and when and who it was not BGA it was Mike 2 with a baseball bat he's blaming our son while my husband it's wrong the guy's a liar Tommy f is a liar these people are not innocent they do tons of stuff to our friend here and bother the s*** I was and they need to get out of the way they're interference and stop doing what they're doing what they want so I didn't feed him to the kju in honor of what they're doing to us and I agree with it

Hera

The guy's a huge a****** by the way says the wrong things all the time you have to post his family up on a Facebook billboard so many times these people in everybody's face is such assholes they went way past it so many times tons of people are going to come out and just say stuff and die because of them they ruined it around their ships won't go anywhere to begin with because you're not scientifically proven at all and people disproved it this guy hates him by the way he's in that movie that we're watching Jumanji too and so is this idiot as a girl and a Jack Black loser character gets shot by it's not his father his father is a German guy Bruce Willis shoots him close his hand off actually shoot some afterwards in in the movie and that's before Jumanji and actually our son knows who that is it's not Trump it looks like him he gets blamed for being him but it's not him and he's seen him in public and he's kind of friends with him for a while hang out a little bit and it's not Jason Fitzpatrick either so he's going to have to try and remember but since who is that guy don't jerk off to that girl she's gifted the guy might do something stupid like open the doorway thank you.... It is Jason Fitzpatrick and they went that greater friends and it is Trump and he doesn't like him he got sapped in the store and said did you see what happened your face turned into a retard and this idiot put it on the news like an idiot I mean that's horrible I did this s*** is flowing from that River it goes like this it's like good God I mean does he understand that there's all these monsters and you're supposed to control them and nobody's controlling them and stuff but me cuz people like him no no no monsters over there and not here and so he's just saying this you see it's always right because people are telling real Intel not fake until you ain't making it up for no reason maybe you want to don't want to mention it cuz you're cool Agent guy no. So it's a huge number of things happening when is that this camel guy is stupider than his father and people think that it's dumb and dumber the dumb is driving dumbers and back and it's not right it's dumb and Matt could have used it and dumber is just well passed in the people in Mexico say you don't have to stop for stop signs ever because they're there and they shouldn't be there that's why and they argument until everybody is mad at you and kicks you out of the car like we did down in Mexico Jason said it was me but it's not he's trying to get idiot out of it but I love the idiot so and really actually killed that guy that's really bad no no it's like too no no no it wasn't like two it was Trump hit him with a baseball bat that was in the garage and he probably should have but it caused some sort of War of some kind and he had to get back in him and he put the big shifts there thinking that it was enough and doesn't understand they get a radiated by the rocks I don't know why it's like radiation or radiates and he thinks it's funny like you don't have to be that close if you're surrounded by a whole bunch because it's like a whole bunch of radio stations it has more power even at the same power level each one of them combined it's kind of very similar to both radiation form of radiation so the ships are irradiated I mean you can go up and like crumble some of them I heard he says like 50% like the engines won't work and the shell is deteriorating rapidly it's like 20% of what you need as a shell he says the shells are at 50% and it might not work cuz you might try and move and crush the ship because they're heavy that's what I need to know 50% is operable so the guy buys himself a new Cadillac and makes his father do this Cadillac Man movie so it's not really that bad then it starts going south very fast cuz he keeps doing it to him and these two are terrible did you know the max you're having to lose weight

Yes it's me I'm silent a lot it was a little to start their crap I hit him pretty good they get on there to announce that they have half a fleet since someone at the empire has a whole fleet sequel to the 10 or 20 of your fleets so they got that I'm saying it and it makes sense and our son is asking camel if you got Trump there by the stun gun and just dressed him up and had him come out as a guy and they're both laughing saying sort of it's the web of his the seat somebody doesn't stand on me I don't dress up as a woman. He's getting that before he just got stronger so this idiots trying to dehydrate him and it's going the other way comes out it gets zapped and his muscles get big I see it happen and it is still me and it smiles says what the hell is that and he's getting zapped and he can't tell what it is most people get real pissed off so he goes around the corner and waits and says what are you doing who's the guy runs or walks away one guy didn't and he picked him up and he threw him down he doesn't remember doing it I said you're trying to hit me with a defiance aren't you it was not right now I said you're a wiser your wise ass and he kicked him he went flying so it wasn't him but I did for him I'm pretty big and I'm his mom so Dee is piping in the half and send it to work they can't stand these people anymore and it's time to go after their stuff and down to the right level a nice bite-size pieces and I see it all over the place so they're going to do it they went to the UK and died that crabs ate them mom says Camilla actually says. So our son gets it you want her back you want to know it's her she'll bring a contingent to Utah and hang around for a while over a while it's sort of got it a while ago kind of works a little.

So on the TV show in la screwing around they're going to be there for quite a while cuz people know where they are and they want their ships even though it's half a fleet and it was stupid to mention it because their guys are out there dying now they don't have that many left but they're going pretty quick well slower than most and they're trying cuz they can fit in the fleet now is a half a septillion and it's going slower a slow they're hissing down and pissing then having trouble with it by the time they're done in the next few days of food will be gone and Trump goes out and finishes it off oh I'm sorry Biden. So it's out there threatening and the things out there preventing his hips from doing stuff and you can't figure it out why is everyone making fun of us you can't get the ships here it's writing and you can't threaten out there and it's much smaller now before it was huge still having the same problem now it's teeny stuck in the rings of Saturn so you run into a few rocks and Saturn it throws the rocks and moves them and hitting Earth would be just a miracle in Santa's huge so I figured out something they don't get the math so don't send him a friend didn't go through it and the math is such that it doesn't make any sense if they get a hit in the rings and some of those rocks explode their ships are going to be toasted by them and if they get hit outside of them they're radiator so I can't really threaten much and they can't drive stuff into anything and it fleets defined there's really 30 ships at 4,000 miles if they go in the atmosphere of Saturn they're going to explode so sacrifice your fleet and his teensy and useless I'll save the whole time but it's hard to admit and that it's sometimes hard to go through the math when you don't want to but the max wanted that to happen they wanted it all to happen and the orchestrated at all and having the father son fight and then blame you for their father son fight but he's kind of doing it on purpose and he had court go out there and drill a hole and eliminate the shattered Omen purpose believe it or not had Brad come up with a plan Brad that is a genius everyone thinks his character right there it's close to Brad's on purpose by Mac so you guys decide I'd like you to know that Mac thinks the same thing about me no he almost used you guys like summarily and in his book it's it's not but it's pretty close cuz he lives a s***** life too but to me what he's doing to me does nothing for him and there's really not much of a revenge thing or full power or you look like a specific character it's a Mac the message with you and relieves you of cancer to crabs he looks like a rushing and you see how deep it is and he's doing it with movies and all the stuff looks like a Russian and who ran the submarine into the upper Midwest to threaten his own and that's what he's been doing you and he says I'm doing it it's too far from true but I know is those iron ore asteroids had something on the outside of them because it was attracting particles it's physics okay Mac

Hera and then my husband spoke Zeus and everything became clear father and mother are helping us in Olympus all of them it's a lot of fun this is a great deal of fun I'm having a terrific time I want to be with him and hang out with him and do things with him help him get his life organized he wants to do things with me is very bland here and horrible it's not a great place to live vicariously but I didn't try and do that anyways he says I should and I want he wants me to it's going to make my life better and then I'll see our people and now I'm going to start doing it more I see that they're doing things

[smileyoongle]

Come Back Home (A Kim Taehyung Mafia AU) // Part Three

Too much angst going on.... let's give you guys a little hope, shall we?

Summary: You were dead. Or at least that's what Kim Taehyung thought. But love never dies. A myth, yes. And maybe that's why when he finds out that you are alive, he may have already lost you.

Pairing: Mafia!Taehyung×Reader

"Where is she?!"

A female voice sounded through Taehyung's house, making him turn his head towards the source.

Yoona.

"We need you to sit first." Jin said, standing in front of her and preventing her from walking further into the house. She glared at him, placing her hands on her hips.

"You really think I'm gonna listen to any-"

"He. Said. Sit. Down." Taehyung clenched his jaw, glaring at her with much more intensity. His voice made her shiver as she hesitantly sat on the black couch in the huge living room. Taehyung smirked, enjoying the way she lost all her confidence in a minute.

With threatening steps, he himself sat in front of her, keeping his eyes fixed on her cowering figure. Yoona couldn't help but curse. She should have just brought her entire gang for back up. Just in case, Taehyung decided to kill her. But she was here for you. She was here for her best friend who she had lost months ago. If she needed to die for you, she would.

"I'm sure you already know that we found her." Yoongi said, leaning on the arm of one of the couches, his arms crossed across his chest. Yoona could sense the coldness that every single person in the room emitted. Nobody wanted her there.

"I hope you painfully killed that bastard." She said, feeling her blood boil on even thinking about Castillo. He deserved to burn in hell. Taehyung nodded with a smug look on his face. That expression was enough for Yoona to know that Castillo got the worst death possible.

"Now, the main reason why you're here." Hoseok said, glancing at Taehyung.

Taehyung sighed and closed his eyes, preparing himself for what he was about to say. He knew that Yoona was gonna enjoy this. She just wanted a reason to take you far from him.

"Castillo did too much damage. She….." he trailed off, feeling his chest tightening. He wished this wasn't true. He wished this was just a dream and he would wake up with you by his side.

Yoona leaned forward, raising her eyebrows as a sign for Taehyung to complete his sentence.

"...she lost her memories."

Yoona's breath hitched, her body shutting down as if someone had taken away her soul. The things that you must have gone through in order to lose your memories…..

She clenched her fists and stared at the floor, her eyes itching as tears formed in them. Suddenly, she was standing on her feet and rushing towards Taehyung. She gritted her teeth as she grabbed his collar and pulled him to stand up. Jungkook and Jin were already running to get her off him but Taehyung lifted his hand up to stop them.

He deserved this for letting you get hurt. He deserved much worse but this was pretty close. Letting a rival gang leader lift a hand on him? Pretty bad for him.

"It's all your fault!" Yoona screamed and slapped him. Not once. But twice. She grabbed his collar and shook him, screaming at him about how he didn't deserve you.

"You haven't loved anyone but yourself. You are selfish and heartless. I shouldn't have let her go with you. You don't love her. You never did!"

Taehyung's eyes shot up to her face as he gripped her hands tightly. That was the last straw. With anger lacing his eyes, he pushed her away, towering over her as she fell on the couch.

"Wrong. I haven't loved anyone as much as I love her. I always have and I always will. You don't get to come to my house and say shit to my face." He spat, glaring at her. His hands itched to choke her but he couldn't. He still needed her for you.

You stared at the scene unfolding in front of you, tears pricking your eyes. You already felt light headed and all this screaming was making it worse. You heard every single word since your best friend slapped the man who brought you to his house.

The one who wanted to hurt you.

You had also heard him. It was obvious that they were talking about you. But why? You didn't remember this man at all. So why did he keep saying he loved you?

"Yoona…" you whispered, not wanting to hear any more of this conversation. All heads in the room turned to you. Yoona's eyes widened as she ran towards you and hugged you. You slowly wrapped your arms around her as she cried into your shoulder. You placed your chin on her shoulder and let your eyes wander to him.

He was indeed a gorgeous man.

But he's bad. He wanted to hurt you.

He stared back at you with pain evident in his eyes. Did he really mean what he said? But that didn't matter. You didn't know him.

A part of you was screaming at you to run to him. It made you wonder if he really wanted to harm you. Because if he did then he would have already done something. Instead, he brought you to his house, got your wounds cleaned up and even respected your words when you asked him to go away. That didn't seem like a bad guy to you. You could see him clenching his fists, as if he was holding back.

"Are you okay?" Yoona pulled away and cupped your cheeks. You nodded and smiled softly before pouting.

"I wanna go home." You said, blinking rapidly to stop yourself from crying. Yoona chuckled and nodded before bringing you back into a hug. This time you buried your head in her neck, inhaling her scent. This was home to you.

"We'll go home. Wait for me in the room and I'll get you ready. Then we can leave." She said, making you nod as you backed away into the room. Your eyes met his as you closed the door, your heart picking up its pace. You frowned and placed a hand on your chest.

He's a bad guy.

Taehyung stood still, staring at the closed door, wishing for you to come back out and tell him that this is all a joke. And that you remembered him.

"You said she lost her memories. How did she know me?" Yoona asked, looking around at everyone. They all glanced at Taehyung before Jimin sighed, knowing that Taehyung wasn't gonna answer anything anymore.

"She lost all her memories related to... Taehyung. She remembers you so that's the only possible explanation." He explained, receiving a nod from Hoseok.

Just for a second, Yoona felt pity for Taehyung. It must be really painful to lose someone so quickly. But it disappeared just as it came, her mind displaying nothing but joy. If you really didn't remember Taehyung then she could do anything. She could make sure that you never remember him.

"I'll help you." She lied, watching in amusement as Taehyung's eyes lit up. She walked closer to him and gave him a look full of sympathy.

"She's my best friend. No matter how much I hate you, I can't take away the part of her that was happy. Unfortunately, it was with you." Yoona was surprised at how convincing she sounded. With a poker face, she left everyone to think about her words as she entered your room.

After a minute of silence, Jungkook spoke up.

"Do you seriously believe that?"

His eyes danced across the room, taking in everyone's face as he waited for a reply.

"Of course not. She thinks she's good at lying but she isn't. She couldn't even hide her satisfaction." Taehyung stated, moving to stand by the window. He was already tired and with every passing second, he could feel you slipping out of his fingers. This was the first time Kim Taehyung was gonna lose. And he was pretty sure that a lot of people would enjoy watching him break.

"We'll get through this, Tae. We all know she loves you. Someday she's gonna come back." Namjoon said, squeezing Taehyung's shoulder comfortingly. He was right. Taehyung knew that. Namjoon always managed to say the right things.

Taehyung leaned his head against the cool glass, closing his eyes and gathering himself. He had to say goodbye to you for a while. Just for a while.

Is that what you think?

He gritted his teeth and inhaled deeply, hating how a big part of him had already given up.

💔🖤💔🖤💔🖤

You held yoona's hand and followed her as she led you out of the room. You glanced down at the clothes you were wearing, still wondering how there was an entire closet full of women clothing and why Yoona had packed them all in a bag. You didn't know if they were your clothes but if they were….

How did they get here?

Your head hurt with the amount of questions you had. Everything was so suspicious and you were so lost.

You gulped on seeing seven men standing in the living room, all their eyes fixed on you as Yoona continued to drag you. You recognized one of them. He was the one who had treated your wounds. You hesitantly nodded at him with a broken smile. His aura was warm and you felt calm around him.

Hoseok.

That was his name. That's what he had told you.

You could see the sad smiles on everyone's faces and it seemed as though your heart hurt. But one thing was out of place. The man who was the target of most of your questions, wasn't looking at you. He was just staring out the window with his back facing you. Just as you reached the door of the big house, you stopped. Yoona frowned and looked at you as you glanced at your clenched fist.

Your mind was a mess. You didn't know if you should do this or not. With a shaky breath, you let go of yoona's hand and turned towards the men in the room. Surprisingly, you weren't intimidated by any of them. They all seemed nice to you.

Giving nervous looks around the room, you slowly made your way towards the window, your heart beating faster with every step you took. You could tell he wasn't in a good mood. The way his body was slumped against the window made you think that he was upset. You stopped right behind him, feeling more nervous as everyone continued to stare at you.

You bit your lip harshly, reaching your hand out to place it on his shoulder. Hesitantly, he turned around, his breath hitching as he clearly wasn't expecting you.

Your heart started pounding in your chest on seeing him up close. He was really beautiful. His eyes looked into yours with emotions that you couldn't decipher. Averting your gaze to the floor, you stretched your closed fist towards him, waiting for him to take it.

Taehyung frowned and placed his palm beneath your fist, watching as you slowly opened it. A folded piece of paper fell on his palm making him look up at you. Your hand had briefly touched his and your eyes widened momentarily. For some reason, your cheeks became really warm and your heart felt as if it was gonna jump out of your chest. With all the courage you could muster, you looked up at him one last time before turning around and rushing towards Yoona, a soft smile gracing your lips as she led you out of the house.

Taehyung wanted to dance around with joy. He wasn't ready to watch you leave, which is why he had decided to not pay attention to you when you came out of the room. He could feel eyes on his back but he assumed it was the members. There was no way you would look at him. You were scared of him. Out of everyone, you were scared of him. When a hand tapped his shoulder, he again assumed it was one of the members. But it wasn't.

It was you.

His heart was gonna leap out when you handed him the paper. This was the most exciting thing that had happened since he found you. He quickly unfolded the paper after you left, his eyes lightening up when he read what you wrote. And for the first time in a while, he had hope. He smiled as he read the words again and again. He was gonna make you love him again. No matter what it took.

"I do not know who you are or what happened but I'm guessing it has something to do with me. If you aren't the person who wanted to kill me, then...I hope we meet again!" -Y/N Y/L/N

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Tsundere BTS! IDFC: In love with the best friend (Song Edition)

Alright so I discussed the need for BTS as tsunderes with someone and I suddenly got an idea. Please please please forgive me if any of it isn't accurate cause this was my first attempt so.... LET'S GET IT?!

Also this Imagine is based on the song IDFC by Blackbear. If you haven't heard it then please do cause it's so good.

Kim Seokjin:

Tell me pretty lies, look me in the face. Tell me that you love me, even if it's fake. Cause I don't fucking care...at all.

Jin cursed under his breath when you wrapped your hands around his arm and leaned your head on his shoulder. It would have been normal if you were his girlfriend. But you weren't. You were his best friend who had a boyfriend. And he was tired of it.

Tired of not being your boyfriend. Tired of hearing you cry only to end up going back to that bastard who just didn't know how to treat you right. Tired of pretending that he didn't have feelings for you. He wasn't good at showing his emotions anyway but he probably would have made an effort if he had a chance with you. But he didn't.

At this point, he just wanted you to tell him that you loved him. Even if it was a lie.

At this point, he just wanted you to look at him the way he looked at you. Even if you were imagining someone else at that moment.

He just didn't care, desperation had become his best friend lately.

"He took me for a long drive but it ended shortly. He got a call from Lila and she sounded hurt so he had to go look aft-" he scoffed at your words, earning a frown from you. He knew Lila very well, the campus it-girl who loved waking up in everyone else's bed but hers. She had tried seducing Jin too but it definitely didn't work on him. The cold wind made you shiver as you stopped walking beside Jin and crossed your arms, glaring at him. He rolled his eyes and turned to you. "Why did you react like that?" You asked, tilting your head to the side. With a sigh, Jin took off his coat and proceeded to place it on your shoulder. "Can't have you falling sick when your boyfriend clearly needs you, right?" He mocked, looking at you with the same cold eyes that you saw every day. You shook your head in confusion, frowning even more if that was even possible.

"And to answer your question, how else do you want me to react, Y/N? Honestly, I'm out of things to say when you keep talking about him whenever we meet. He doesn't fucking care about you. Lila is not a damsel in distress and you know that. If you don't then you're even more naïve than I thought." He stated, immediately regretting his words when he saw the tears building up in your eyes. You glanced down at your shoes and bit your lip before wiping away a tear that escaped your eye. "You talk as if you're so much better. Every time that I try to talk to you, all I get are vague replies. You don't care either, Jin! I really thought I could put up with your distant and cold self but it's hard an-" you explained, your voice cracking in the middle but Jin cut you off.

"Then leave."

As soon as you heard those words, your mind went blank. "What?" You whispered, looking at him with wide eyes. Jin's heart was tearing apart at how upset you seemed. But he couldn't do it any more. He wanted you more than just a best friend. 5 years of hidden feelings had too many consequences. But he knew it had to be done. "I don't want your friendship, Y/N. Don't mean to sound like a selfish ass but I want what he has. And he has you. And since you're very much happy with him fucking around then I can't stand by the sidelines and watch you get played. So do us both a favour and leave." Jin said, his voice sounding more and more distant as you watched him walk away. You pulled his coat tightly around you, telling yourself that everything was gonna be okay.

But were you gonna be okay?

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Kim Namjoon:

You're slurring all your words, not making any sense. But I don't fucking care...at all.

Your hands were lightly wrapped around Namjoon's as he rested his head on the palm of his other hand. Faint snores rang through the room as the sun began to rise, reminding him that he needed to get some shut-eye.

He couldn't believe that he had pulled an all-nighter just to take care of a drunk you.

The you, that had unwantedly confessed to him that you were, indeed, in love with him. Right after the words left your mouth, his mind went blank and his heart kept pounding. He tried so hard to keep himself calm while putting you to bed, trying to pry yourself off of him while you pouted and accused him of not loving you back.

Little did you know....

It had been too long. Namjoon didn't even remember when he first started having feelings for you. But it had definitely been too long. He wasn't the best at this. People avoided him because he looked rude. But to you, he was your best friend that you adored beyond description.

Namjoon tried to sleep but that seemed like an impossible task. He just wanted to sit and admire you while telling himself that you were drunk and you didn't know what you were saying. But his conscience was screaming at him. Because drunk words are sober thoughts.

Namjoon let his fingers rest on your cheek, smiling when you leaned into them unconsciously. But that smile disappeared just as it came when you opened your eyes, instantly wincing due to the terrible headache you had. With panic rising in his chest, Namjoon flicked at your cheek making you yelp. You glared at him while rubbing your forehead and your cheek simultaneously. "What the hell, Joon?!" You exclaimed, whimpering after. Namjoon returned your glare and grabbed the pills he had placed on the nightstand along with a glass of water. Handing them to you, he stood up and started to leave the room, stopping on hearing your voice.

"Okay, am I dreaming? Because by now I would have thrown myself out the window after hearing your lecture about 'Bad decisions and their consequences'." You stated, making quotation marks in the air. Namjoon frowned and turned around, glancing at the empty glass by your side.

"I don't feel the need to lecture you. You're a grown woman who can make her own decisions." He replied, making you frown in confusion. This was not how Namjoon reacted. He always told you how childish you were and only a miracle could change that thought of his. But the truth was, Namjoon couldn't say anything to you after your confession. Mostly because he didn't regret anything and also you weren't aware of what you had said.

"Did I...say something last night?" You asked, hoping to find out why Namjoon was acting this way. His eyes widened momentarily but you didn't notice.

It was really simple, actually. Or at least that's what Namjoon thought. There was no way that he could hold your words against you when they were said in the wrong situation. He cared about you but he was also afraid that you would laugh it off. That would probably hurt the most. He was willing to wait until you said it as if you meant it but if that never happened, he was also willing to forget his feelings, if that was possible.

"No. Now get ready. It's your turn to make breakfast today." And so he left, leaving your heart in pieces. But you didn't blame him.

You didn't blame him for not knowing that you were sober and it was an act. You didn't blame him for not knowing that your words were honest and sincere. You didn't blame him for not wanting you back.

You just didn't blame him.

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Min Yoongi:

Cause I have hella feelings for you. I act like I don't fucking care, like they ain't even there.

Damp hair and damp clothes. Smeared mascara and tear stained cheeks. A wreck is what you were. And the sobs leaving your mouth only added to your misery.

It was raining heavily and you were positive that you would have fallen sick by now if it weren't for Yoongi, who was holding an umbrella over your crying figure while standing in the rain himself. But you didn't notice because you were too busy loathing over being stood up on a date that you had with a guy who had flirted with you for over a month. It was definitely heartbreaking for you, but it was even more heartbreaking for Yoongi, because he had to watch his best friend cry over an asshole when he could've done something about it But this wasn't about him. This was about you.

So he let you cry your heart out as you sat on the concrete with your knees pulled up to your chest, shivering occasionally.

Yoongi had to watch you smile at your phone for a month. He had to listen to your late night conversations on the phone through the thin walls of your shared house. He had to help you dress up for a guy who didn't deserve you. A guy that wasn't him. And there was nothing more painful than that.

"Wh-why me?" You stammered, hiccups making their way through your lips. You had been crying for too long. You didn't even remember when you called Yoongi to pick you up, only to end up breaking down in the middle of the footpath. You didn't even remember when he got there or when the rain stopped hitting you because he placed his only umbrella above you.

Yoongi's heart broke even more on hearing your voice. It held so much pain, he wished he could take it away. "Get up." He ordered, his voice wavering a little. You looked up at him, frowning and sniffling at his sudden coldness. But you were used to it. Because you knew Min Yoongi like no one else. So you obliged, holding onto his arm as you almost fell down due to how exhausted you felt. You gasped lightly on seeing your best friend's drenched state. His lips were almost pale, making you feel guilty about being such a crybaby. "Tomorrow morning, the first thing you are doing is coming with me to that bastard's dorm. And when we reach there, you better slap him with all you've got, do you understand?" He asked, anger evident in his tone. You smiled slightly after hearing his words. And there was no need for you to ask him why. The answer was already before you, so you nodded.

"Good. Now let's go home and get you out of these ridiculous clothes. You look better in hoodies anyway." He stated, grabbing your hand and pulling you behind him. The warmth that ran through Yoongi when he held your hand was unfathomable. It just felt too comforting. He wished to hold your hand forever but that seemed impossible at the moment. He thought he was just your best friend and you'd never take it further than that.

Which is why he did it. Probably his most stupid decision but he did it anyway. He set up a date for himself with your friend, the one who clearly liked him. Not like you would be bothered anyway, right?

"Will you spend the entire day with me? Tomorrow?" He broke out of his thoughts on hearing your voice. He was buckling your seatbelt for you already. Your eyes skimmed over his lost expression. Something was on his mind.

"I can't. I have a date tomorrow. But we could do something after I get back." He replied, turning the engine on and pulling onto the road. You couldn't tell why but your heart felt like it was being ripped out of your chest. Obviously, he had his own life. He couldn't just be there for you whenever you wanted. Strangely, it hurt more than being stood up. Blinking rapidly, you tried to get rid of the tears filling your eyes again. Your eyes closed as you wondered if you had lost your only chance at happiness.

Wondering if you'd lost the only person who thought you were enough.

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Jung Hoseok:

Cause I have hella feelings for you. I act like I don't fucking care, cause I'm so fucking scared.

You know, the nervous and anxious feeling that you get when you do something you've never done before, that makes you wanna run away? That's exactly how Hoseok felt, dry throat and clammy hands. It was as if he was gonna pass out but he couldn't afford to do that. Dance lessons for the day had just ended.

Which meant, time to talk to you.

Grabbing his water bottle, he watched as all the students left the room, leaving him alone with you. You, the best friend of the absolutely talented but misunderstood Jung Hoseok. He had first met you in this very room, when you had decided to join dance lessons to take your mind off of things. And now here you were, three years and an amazing friendship. A friendship that Hoseok was sure he was gonna ruin.

Taking in a deep breath, he walked towards where you were sprawled out on the floor, lying down in the same position beside you.

It had been precisely two years and 4 months since Hoseok had realised his feelings for you. No matter what he did, you were the only thing on his mind and he just couldn't imagine his life without you. Too much pain.

"I have to tell you something." He stated, staring at the white ceiling. He could feel your eyes on him but he couldn't bring himself to look into them, afraid he'd mess up his speech. "Me too." You replied, smiling at him even though he couldn't see it. You were beyond excited to see his reaction on hearing what you have to say. With a frown, Hoseok turned his head towards you, wondering if you had to say something more important. "You first." He urged, making you nod. You sat up straight and tucked your feet beneath your butt, biting your lower lip harshly.

"I like someone."

The words made Hoseok wanna throw up. His heart was beating faster and his breathing was becoming heavier. Side effects of a broken heart. He immediately sat up and turned away from you, not wanting you to see the distress on his face.

He couldn't even remember how many times this had happened to him before. Being rejected for someone else. It made him feel suffocated. He wasn't expecting you to do the same. After 2 years of preparing himself, this was definitely not what he wanted. He was scared of being in love but you made it seem like it was beautiful. How stupid of him to have let his guard down.

"Hobi, are you okay?" Your soft voice brought him out of his agony. His head was starting to hurt and he hadn't even noticed the tear that had fallen down his cheek. Quickly wiping it away, he stood up and rushed to grab his bag. "Fine." He mumbled, not wanting to talk to you anymore. It was a mistake and he had to fix it. He was better off without you anyway.

Seeing him walking out the door, you couldn't help but feel like things were going wrong when they weren't supposed to. It was supposed to be a simple beginning to a simple love story. You were going to confess to Hoseok and he was gonna say he felt the same. But for some reason, the words were stuck inside your throat.

"You had to say something too." You said, sighing in relief as he stopped in his tracks. After a minute of silence, he finally spoke. "I won't be coming here anymore. Don't waste your time trying to keep in touch with me. I really don't care."

You fell on your knees just as he left, your vision becoming blurry as painful tears filled your eyes. You clutched at your chest with a gasp because it hurt. It hurt too much to fix it. Everything went so wrong so fast. And you didn't even know what to do. Yes, he was cold at times but he did care. Or at least that's what you thought. You lay on the wooden floor, sobbing and complaining about how unfair this was.

About how love broke you.

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Park Jimin:

I'm only a fool for you. And maybe you're too good for me.

Hiding behind his stack of books, Jimin tilted his head to take a look at the entrance of the library. The doors were still closed, indicating that no one had come through yet. But Jimin knew it was only minutes until you barge in through those doors in search of him to help you with your upcoming test.

Jimin hated that you only needed him for studies or when you had to cry your eyes out over some boy who broke your heart. That's all he was. A second choice. And for some twisted reasons, he had ended up falling in love with you. His heart kept screaming at him that it was wrong. Because you were the popular girl and he was just the campus nerd. There was no way there could be something between you two.

Just like he'd predicted, the doors to the library opened and you walked in, glancing at the huge room to look for your best friend. Jimin sighed as he watched you disappear between a couple shelves, only to scare him by suddenly jumping at him from behind. "And what's my cute bean busy with?" You chirped, taking a seat beside him and chuckling on hearing his groan.

"I'm not cute." He stated, rolling his eyes and closing the book that was in front of him. You couldn't tell but Jimin's heart was pounding just because you were sitting too close to him. "Whatever you say, hotstuff!" You shrugged and placed your cheek on the palm of your hand, resting your elbow on the table. With another shake of his head, he shoved all his books in his bag and zipped it shut. Pushing his chair behind him, Jimin stood up and walked towards the exit as you followed him while holding his arm with both of your hands.

"Jiminie, I need your help." You said, pouting at him and batting your lashes. A frown etched itself on your face when Jimin raised his eyebrows and turned to you.

"Tell me something I don't know."

Your jaw dropped in surprise as you stopped in your track, looking at Jimin in disbelief as he continued to walk out of the campus.

"What is that supposed to mean?!" You yelled, chasing after him as he laughed softly at how offended you were. Just as you caught up to him, he pursed his lips, hiding all traces of the laughter he had just emitted. "Just tell me what you need, Y/N." He urged, squinting when the bright sunlight hit his face on stepping out of the campus. He heard you huffed beside him, growing a little concerned for you. Maybe you were really in trouble th-

"I need you to come on a date with me..."

He choked on his own saliva and turned to you with wide eyes. Did he really just hear you say that?

"... actually a double date."

Jimin shut his eyes and took in a deep breath before chuckling bitterly to himself. Of course, it was a double date. How could he even think otherwise? The thought of you going on a date with someone made his heart ache. This wasn't the first time but he still wasn't used to it. He could never get used to seeing you go out with someone who wasn't him. "No." He mumbled, quickening his pace towards where his car was parked. You whined and ran behind him, confused as to why he just rejected you. You had never heard Jimin say no to you for anything before. "Oh come on, it will be fun. My friend is bringing her boyf-" you started to convince him, only to be cut off when he let out a loud groan.

You knew this was a bad idea. Jimin would never actually agree to go on a date with you. You were only his best friend who he tolerated to no extent. Yes, sometimes you used him for different purposes but that was only because you wanted a reason to be by his side all the time.

"I said no, Y/N. Don't make me say something you don't wanna hear because you know I can. So please go and find someone else to play with. I'm done being your pet."

Ouch.

Jimin was so consumed by his thoughts that he didn't even listen to what you were trying to say. He just knew that he couldn't be in a one sided love story anymore. So he made it clear to you, not even sparing you a glance as he drove off. He didn't know what he had done. Because love is blind.

And so is pain.

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Kim Taehyung:

I'm only a fool for you. But I don't fucking care...at all.

The party had ended after the fight between your boyfriend and Taehyung. They both had mercilessly kicked and punched each other as if their lives depended on it. Taehyung couldn't explain the anger that he felt after hearing your boyfriend's disgusting comments about you. This wasn't the kind of disrespect that you deserved and he wanted you to know that. For years, he had tried to keep you away from boys who only wanted you for sex. In his eyes, no one could love you like he did. But this time, he had failed.

You pulled your hair in frustration and walked towards the front door. Everyone had left, including your boyfriend. You were mad and confused because of how the night turned out. The fight took you by surprise because you didn't think there was any bad blood between Taehyung and your boyfriend. Actually, no, you didn't think anyone could have any problems with Taehyung. Firstly, because he didn't really talk to many people and came off as an introvert. And secondly, he was the most loving person in this entire world. But then again, no one knew him as you did. Even though he never told you, you knew just how much he cared about you.

That wasn't the only thing though. Before leaving, your boyfriend had told you to stay away from your best friend. Why? Because he had feelings for you. And for some reason, your heart fluttered. You sighed on seeing Taehyung sitting on the front porch of your house and approached him.

Taehyung noticed you sitting beside him. He was currently debating with himself whether he should let you in on his feelings or not. Because there was definitely a possibility that you would change your mind about your boyfriend.

Maybe you'd leave him to be with Taehyung.

The thought made him giddy but anxious. "Tae, what was that back there?" You asked softly. The light from inside the house illuminated his face a little, making him look even more ethereal than before. "He talked shit about you," Taehyung replied, clenching his jaw on remembering the exact words. You couldn't bring yourself to defend your boyfriend. You believed your best friend. It warmed your heart to think that he protected you, like always.

"If you think I did this for you then stop assuming. I...I.... nevermind I did it for you." Taehyung slumped in defeat. He didn't want you to think he was weak for you but he didn't know what to say without making you upset either. You chuckled and leaned your head on his shoulder as he smiled softly. The cool air made you feel cold and you pouted while rubbing your arms to keep them warm, failing eventually. You grabbed taehyung's arm and placed it around your shoulder. His breath hitched and a blush crept up his cheek. "Tae, I have a ques-" before you could ask him, he answered.

"I like you, Y/N."

You lifted your head from his shoulder and looked at him. His face was so close to yours, you could kiss him. You could kiss him and forget all about your current relationship. You could be happy with someone you've known all your life. You could-

"I have a boyfriend, Tae."

The words were out before you could stop them. You wanted to jump off a cliff on seeing the hurt expression on taehyung's face. You had just broken your best friend's heart. The best friend that you probably liked. Taehyung immediately stood up and started walking towards his car. He couldn't see your face anymore. All this time he was thinking that maybe you'd realize that your boyfriend was a heartless bastard. Maybe you'd realize that someone could love you more. But no, you were still reminding him of why you couldn't be with him. He was a fool to think that you would give him a chance. Your voice called out to him but he didn't turn.

He didn't wanna stand by you anymore.

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Jeon Jungkook:

You've been out all night, I don't know where you've been.

Jungkook threw the phone across the room in anger, wincing internally on thinking about the damage that could have happened. He had tried calling you about 30 times but you hadn't picked up. It worried him a lot since he had absolutely no idea where you had gone even though you did tell him it was a girls' night out. You had never stayed out until 3 before so Jungkook thought there must have been something wrong.

You and Jungkook were housemates, mostly because you both were best friends but also to help with the expenses. College had treated you both well so far. Jungkook was the golden boy while you were just another average girl living her best life. You had to admit that a part of you actually really liked Jungkook but you figured it was wrong so you buried those feelings away. And Jungkook? He had realised the extent of his feelings only after he had seen another notoriously popular playboy hitting on you. It made Jungkook so pissed that he ended up punching Trevor while threatening him to stay away from you.

Because you were the most innocent and beautiful girl he had ever met. Your eyes, the curve of your nose, your plump lips, your soft skin and your long hair. Every single thing about you became a reason for Jungkook to fall harder. The distant but popular hottie of the college was hopelessly in love with his best friend. And she didn't know.

Loud music and cheers of people grabbed jungkook's attention as he rushed to the window in the living room, only to see you walking beside the very playboy who Jungkook had punched, Trevor Marshall. You smiled at him as his friends cheered at him from his car, oblivious to the person waiting for you inside your humble abode.

You flinched as soon as you opened the door to the house. Jungkook stood in front of you with his arms crossed, his eyes glaring at you with sheer intensity. You were about to greet him but then you remembered what Trevor had told you so you returned his glare and shut the door behind you.

"What was Trevor doing here?" Jungkook asked, making you shiver on hearing his voice. You gulped but composed yourself and dropped your coat on the floor after taking it off. Jungkook's eyes raked over your body. A skin tight dress hugged your body and showed off your curves in all the right places. How did he not notice what you wearing before you left the house? Oh right! The coat. "Dropping me off. What else? Oh and by the way, he told me something very interesting." You mocked, brushing past his shoulder and into the living room, not catching his eyes on your hips. Jungkook gritted his teeth and followed you. He was absolutely not worried about you knowing what he did to that stupid asshole. "What did he say?" Jungkook asked, watching as you stood in the middle of the room with your hands on your hips.

"You punched him and told him to stay away from me. What the hell, Jeon? You think you can do whatever you want with my life when you have girls throwing themselves at you?!" You bellowed, your chest rising and falling rapidly with how breathless you felt. At this point, Jungkook was equally mad at you. You were talking as if he wanted that life. "I'm protecting you, Y/N! I know that guy better than you and all he wants is to get in-" Jungkook hated being interrupted and that's exactly what you were doing. This was only riling him up more.

"All this time, I thought something was wrong with me but it was you. You kept everyone away from me. Why, Jungkook? Why?!"

"Because I'm falling for you harder and harder everyday!"

Your breath hitched and silence took over. Jungkook mentally cursed at himself for acting this way. He should've known better than to say this. Judging by your expression, it was clear that you definitely didn't think the same.

Misunderstandings.

These were the very words that you wanted to hear so badly. It made you feel all warm and fuzzy. But all of it went as soon as it came upon hearing your best friend's next words. "But don't worry, Y/N. I'll just take this burden off of you. Go and do whatever the fuck you want. I was stupid to think you'd appreciate this. But now I won't bother you. Don't come crying to me though. Because right from this moment, I don't fucking care what you do with your life." He spat and rushed to his room, slamming the door shut as tears filled in your eyes. Jungkook knew that he was too harsh. He always regretted the things he said when he was angry. How did things go from right to wrong so fast? How did you get confessed to and rejected at the same time? You sat on the couch and ended up crying yourself to sleep, your thoughts consuming you in an endless abyss.

How did love embrace you only to tear you apart?

Well, I kinda messed up some of the members but... can't blame me for trying, right? Anyway, I know my requests are closed but you can absolutely send in song requests too. Give me a song and I'll write what I interpret out of it's lyrics. Alright, goodbye!

-XX

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Mafia BTS! A woman like her (Maknae Line)

Here's the maknae line. Requested by @zamanladysi Finally I completed this request. Hope you enjoy this.

Park Jimin:

Jimin lay on the coarse floor of the cell. Just recently, he had been arrested and beaten up to the point where he didn't think he'd live any longer. Someone from his gang had betrayed him. He had many connections within the police department too, but a new officer had caused great distress to everyone. Jimin's back hurt from all the times he had been hurt by a whip. He had been here for a week and soon he was gonna be executed. His entire body was on fire, but he couldn't do anything. His mouth was parched and he was starving. He wished that his suffering would just end, he didn't even wanna live anymore.

Suddenly, the commotion was heard outside of the cell, gunshots and screams filling the entire building. Jimin slowly turned his head to the bars of the cell, seeing officers running around. With all his strength, he propped himself on his elbows and settled with his back against a wall. All of a sudden, everything fell silent. Jimin's breathing was becoming heavy, he was fighting to stay conscious. Just then, the sound of footsteps was heard from the corridor outside. A figure came to a halt beside Jimin's cell. Jimin's eyes clenched shut when he saw the gun in the mysterious person's hand. This was it. Someone probably wanted to kill him for revenge. Two loud gunshots and a creak of the door being opened echoed through the place. Jimin slowly opened his eyes to see a masked person approaching him. The black hooded person knelt in front of Jimin and gasped at his condition. His eyes started drooping. Slowly reaching his hand out, Jimin pulled the mask away from the stranger's face.

He frowned deeply upon seeing you. A girl whose face showed concern for The Park Jimin, someone who mercilessly took people's lives. "Wh-who..." Jimin croaked, coughing right after. You took off your bag and pulled out a bottle of water. You were completely aware of how he had been staying in the jail cell for the past week so you came prepared. With shivering hands, you opened the cap of the bottle and placed it near Jimin's mouth. As soon as the water met his tongue, Jimin's thirst increased. After downing the entire bottle, he felt a tiny bit better. But he was still close to fainting. "Stay with me till I get you out of here, yeah?" You whispered, ready to hoist him up. "Y/N, we should leave!" Your accomplice warned from outside. "Who are you?" Jimin asked in a better voice as you helped him stand up. "Consider me your angel for now." You answered, leading him out of the building. With a grunt, you managed to shoot down a guard and keep a hold of Jimin at the same time.

"We'll talk about the 'not so angelic' parts later."

Kim Taehyung:

You inhaled deeply as you stared at your tied hands. The harsh rope was digging into your skin but that wasn't the problem. The problem was the man who was standing infront of you, eyeing you like he was about to devour you.

"You thought you're so slick, but baby, I run a mafia for a reason." You flinched when his hand reached out to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. You looked at him straight in the eyes, giving him your best glare. "I know you've been sent to spy on me. So tell me, what have you found out, Miss Y/L/N?" He asked, moving to sit on the chair in front of you. You had been very confident that you were gonna make it out alive. But all that went out the window when Kim Taehyung had captured you, somehow being aware of your presence around him. "Oh don't worry, Mr Kim. Apart from the fact that you're a pathetic and an atrocious bastard who hurts people for no reason, I only know about all your connections and illegal deals with people around the city." You smiled at him sarcastically. He tilted his head to give you an amusing look and let out a chuckle. He stood up from the chair and knelt down to meet your eyes. "People usually don't talk to me that way because they know I'd kill them in a heartbeat." He said in a very serious tone. It almost scared you but you were prepared for this. You were probably gonna die, so why not be a little brave? Suddenly, he smiled and grabbed the back of your neck, pulling you to him. Your breathing hitched as you tried to pull away but his hold was firm and tight.

"But I like your attitude. So maybe I'll just have to keep you here with me, doll." He mumbled, his gaze falling to your lips. Your nose brushed against his as you hurried to cut the ropes, discreetly. "You might have to rethink that." You suggested, making Taehyung frown. Your lips broke into a smirk, only adding to his confusion. But soon enough, everything became clear when he felt a sharp object pushing into his abdomen. His eyes widened and he fell back in pain. You stood up, rubbing your wrists while Taehyung tried to take out the small knife which was dug deep into his skin. His men were ready to shoot you when Taehyung yelled, "Alive. I want her alive!" You shook your head at him. He really shouldn't have said that. You quickly grabbed two smoke grenades, throwing it towards the guards. They really should've checked you before tying you up. They threw themselves down on the floor, thinking it was an explosive one. Taehyung managed to pull out the knife, tossing it to the side. But he couldn't understand why a small knife had caused him to become so weak and drowsy. You ran towards the exit, turning back one last time to look at the currently helpless gangster. You smirked as you saw him trying to reach for his gun while glaring at you intensely. He was burning with desire to kill you, but at the same time, he wanted you in ways he never wanted someone before. "The knife was laced with a fatal poison, Mr Kim. If you happen to live, then I'll see you behind bars. But if not, then adiós!" You informed him as you opened the door to leave. Taehyung clenched his jaw as he took one clear look at you. He wasn't gonna die without getting you back. His breathing became heavy as pain shot through his chest.

"Doesn't matter where you go. I will have you surrender every inch of you to me."

Jeon Jungkook:

Jungkook entered the lavish cabin with anger evident in his eyes. Two of his men had been killed by a rival and he wasn't gonna sit quietly. He had been hearing about this gang for a while now, but he never thought they would dare to mess with him. His men followed behind as he stood in front of a huge table, across which sat someone, their back facing the small mob. Jungkook had murder on his mind but as soon as the chair turned, it was replaced with shock. Everything was the same, those eyes he adored, the long hair he loved messing with and the lips he always wanted to kiss. But the difference was the smile on those lips, which once used to be innocent and now it was far from innocent. "Missed me?" Your honeyed voice was messing with his heart again. He stood still, contemplating what to say because seeing you was the last thing he expected. His men were surprised to see him so speechless. Gathering his voice, he finally spoke. "Y/N, what are you doing here?" He frowned, taking in your appearance. Black had never been your colour but now it was the only thing Jungkook saw on you. "Aw, don't tell me you don't know. I am the one who killed your two favourite pets, Jungkook. And I can't wait to see more heads roll." You grinned, warning him of what you planned on doing. Jungkook's heart ached, listening to you say those words. His Y/N was kind and thoughtful but you were merciless. And he knew it was his doing. "Why are you doing this? This isn't like you, Y/N!" He slammed his hand on the table, making everyone flinch, except you. Your smile disappeared as you saw his frustration. You stood up from the chair and made your way to him. Everytime you looked at him, all you could think of was the day you had seen him kill your father with his own hands. The boy who was your best friend since childhood had murdered your only family in front of your eyes. "You are asking me why I am doing this. Oh come on, Jungkook. You don't want me to answer that, do you?" You narrowed your eyes at him, tilting your head to see his face. There was once a time when you loved this handsome face but now you felt nothing but hatred for him. You moved closer to him and wrapped your arms around his neck, placing your mouth next to his ear. Tears were pricking your eyes but you didn't care. He deserved to see what he did to you. "And the Y/N you're talking about? I don't think you'll ever see her again because I kinda killed her." You whispered, tears already staining your cheeks. Jungkook wanted to hold you and scream at you for saying such nonsense. But he lost the right to do that. If his Y/N really wasn't here anymore then it was because of him. You wiped your tears harshly and left the cabin as you pushed past Jungkook, leaving him hurt. Your men quietly followed you outside. At that moment, Jungkook felt the most empty he had ever been. He truly lost the girl he was in love with and he never even got a chance to say it out loud. He leaned against the table as he covered his face with his hands. He felt the wetness on his cheeks cover his palms. He had to get you back, no matter what, he had to tell you why everything ended the way it did. And you had to listen.

"I need you and I need to be needed by you."

I can't believe I wrote this in one day. Tell me how it is. I really lack motivation. But I hope you all liked it. Also, jungkook's ended up being too long. I don't know what I am doing.

- XX