#I made a whole fall moodboard for me and bae

[selffulfillingshipper]

it was cold(er than usual) for like... two days in my area and now I'm craving autumn so hard rn

[werezmastarbucks]

Whitmore Guy claims his last victim (it’s not Damon)

(moodboards made yet again by @stfudipz​ who gets me and Mal like no one else)

Whitmore Guy masterlist

word count: 2537

warnings: clinical insanity

music: good things fall apart by illenium, jon bellion and travis barker, afraid to forget by hammock, hope is gone by moby, a part of me by neck deep

this is the last chapter

She woke up to him singing. Her eyes were burning as if she’s been crying and then stopped, and Mr Sandman brought his dry salt and sprinkled some into her eyelids. Her head leaned against the door, vibrating with the friction of the wheels with the road. Sunrise was on. From the east, long coral pattern of light fog was stretching, lighting the sky. The air must smell like dew and tears, but there’s the sun behind the low roofs in the straight streets of Lavonia. She wondered how Kai (the name was strange; she had to remind herself it’s Kai, not Mal) hasn’t woken her up earlier, with the music blasting so loud, and with his unapologetic singing. He did have the sense of rhythm, but didn’t use it too often. He mainly preferred to squeal like tires.

“I know I can be dramatic, but everybody said we had it”, his head snapped to her, as he saw her move, “hmmm, hmmm. You’re up? What did you see?”

“Them two killing Atticus Shane”, she whispered. Kai’s vampire ears caught the sound. She could now explain a lot of things. Now that she knew. She looked at him. Her head was heavy, as if she’d banged it several times. Although she’s apparently been out for no less than three hours, she didn’t feel rested. It was like a fever that’s just stepped back, and the heavy afterglow was still lingering. Even blinking was hard.

“How did you give me that vision? And what was she doing, giving you magic? How?”

Kai frowned.

“Don’t say ‘she’. It’s you. It was you”.

“I’m sorry, she just felt like another person. I don’t remember her, either. Together with you, it’s like I’m robbed of the memories of myself”.

She looked at the long, thick scar on her hand, crooked like a hook. The cat’s sharp teeth. It was white and bulgy now, several years later.

“That’s what Malivore does. It robs of memories” he shrugged. Then he granted her with a long glance. Rows of houses were flying by outside, as they strode through a housing estate. There were fields ahead. Y/N didn’t want to think about where they were going. At the same time, she wanted to be there.

“But it can’t take away the feelings. I mean, you should record me say it, hehe”, he grinned, “me talking about feelings. Anyway, you kinda feel empty, right? All those times you told Mal… your best friend in the world and your lowkey crush… about you missing something, and that thing about the reverse doorframe syndrome. You were missing me, poor thing. But now it’s over. There’s no spell to reverse the Malivore effect, but thankfully, you and I, we were meant to be together, by nature. So, I will fix that. You know, I can just show you whatever you want”.

“And by nature, you mean that weird thing she… I was doing? The zip?”

“You’re feeling it?”

Kai smiled and took her hand. The light sensation was there again.

“It’s me taking magic from you. You’re a vessel. Ever heard of that?”

“That’s the first time I ever hear this. I think Bonnie would’ve told me if it was a thing?”

The witch vampire shrugged dismissively.

“Vessels are rare. They’re hidden. They’re only meant to feed siphoners. A vampire can’t spot it, especially if the vessel doesn’t know what it is. A witch can only detect it if she knows what she’s looking for. Bonnie could touch you all she wanted, you’re just a human on the outside”.

He bit his lip hard, and looked like he was deeply, fundamentally proud.

“You only work when I’m near you”.

She sat up, stretching her back.

“Is that why you are so obsessed with me?”

Kai shot her a warning gaze.

“And what’s with all the psychotic behavior? You think you can control me? Bae?”

He laughed out.

“Of course not. It’s just… now, unfortunately, I’m the only adult in this relationship. And you know I’m not very good at being an adult. I need to steer you in the right direction, but it takes patience and finesse, and honestly, I feel like I’ve used up all my patience while being that… Mal Osbourne. That’s us”.

He stopped the car where the housing estate ended, and the road took deeper into the countryside. The long line of fields stretched forward on, but on the left, below the whitening sky, there was a mass of trees so dark it mesmerized the sight. The motel Y/N stayed at last year was further on, about two miles down the road. Here, it was quiet and absolutely empty. No birds even.

She couldn’t wait anymore. She left the car, her feet trembling at the sensation of hard, cold asphalt cooled up during the night. The grass was already dry and pricky, ready to die for the winter. Kai slapped the door closed and went around the car.

She was looking at the forest.

“Is that where Malivore is?”

“Uh-huh”.

He was standing at the trunk of the car, looking at her. In the complete silence, she asked herself what he had there. Without another word, he opened the trunk, but she couldn’t see from here. Her heart sunk. It was pounding so hard her eyes went blind for a second. Kai bowed and started pulling something out.

God please let it be my things. Let it be a suitcase with my things.

It was Damon Salvatore.

She realized Mystic Falls was left behind, five hours exactly. And that her phone was still in the pocket of his jacket. It wasn’t a choice of one or two, it was now a complete mess. Her head was still numb with the night vision. She watched herself in the rearview mirror of the car, excited eyes, the mouth that keeps crooking in an entertained smile, the tilt of her head leaning towards Kai. She was completely smitten by him, he had possessed her. She was trapped.

“Up”, Kai threw Damon’s body on the ground and crouched above him, slapping him on the side of his face gently. “I want you to be awake for that. Come on, it wasn’t that much vervain”.

He looked up at her and smiled as if saying, what a weakling! and expecting her to share his scornfulness . She was mute, walking up to them. She knew that was exactly what Kai’s been talking about earlier. The choice.

Damon moved, his face distorted with pain, and opened his eyes slowly. He was weak. Like a wounded animal, he looked at them both, trying to focus, to make his limbs move, but the poison in his blood was too strong.

“Interesting how it took all of you, and a spell, to take me out”, Kai said, venom in his voice, “but it took only one of me to knock down both you and your little brother. I can’t help thinking you’re a bitch ass baby compared to me”.

He looked at Damon with indifference, his eyes opaque, like the vampire was an insect. Before she could say anything, he put his hand into Damon’s pocket and pulled out a piece of paper. He then handed it to her without raising his head. Damon’s eyes shifted on her, and he did what he always did. First of all, he checked up on her.

She took the paper with hard hand, unsure if she even wants to see it.

Listen here, Damon, it’s me. I mean, you. You’re sitting in your car outside the cave in Georgia right now, confused about what you’re doing here. The first thing you do now is, you leave and read this completely and utterly alone. Bon Bon wanted to know, too, because she’s a brave soul, but honestly, he’s not worth it. Don’t tell her.

The lines were jumping in front of her eyes. To take a breath, she looked at Damon whom Kai was trying to get to stand, pulling on his shoulders. Damon was forced to take his hand for support, and was furious about it.

“What is this? Is it a letter to yourself?” she cried.

Damon sniffed like a wolf, his eyes hard silver. He wasn’t sorry.

“I’m not sorry”, he said. Kai clicked his tongue.

Her heart was breaking again, and again, as she looked at Damon. Always, he has been there to cover her, and he’s always had that way about it, the way that expressed that he knew better. That he had it all under control, regardless of what others think. His decisions were always authoritative. He didn’t really care for her, he cared for his version of her wellbeing. She had to comply with what he thought was best.

How was Damon different from a psychopath kidnapping her barefooted then?

“Read it, read it”, Kai waved his hand, “I need to say something to Damon”.

“I’ll be damned”, the vampire growled. Damon was strong. He was a strong, skilled fighter. But apparently, there was something that broke in Kai, like a string that let out this hurricane of power. He seemed untouchable, like the earth itself was giving him strength. As her eyes were sliding down the lines, she realized he’s been to hell, she realized all the things Damon was describing must have made him the ultimate killer, inescapable.

Damon charged at him, his strong hands wrapping around the witch’s throat, but Kai motioned his hand like witches do.

“No touchy, please”, he said shortly. With a sweet whistle, Damon flew through the air and crashed on the field meters away. Kai followed him.

“You know what?” he said, a bit louder.

She walked after them both.

“Kai, please, don’t kill him!”

Damon was getting up. He got up again and again, as Kai put him on the ground effortlessly time after time. One was resilient and refusing to back down. The other had all the power in the world, fueled by anger.

“I almost had it all together, you know”, Kai snapped. He sure didn’t realize who he was yelling at.

“And then this”, he pointed at Damon, “took it all away from me. And I almost felt for you, bastards. You liked Mal so much, what a bunch of losers. I almost forgave you, can you believe it? I was about to call the whole thing off. Then I remembered how we were so happy and normal – a luxury that my girlfriend here”, in the heat of the moment, Kai grabbed her by the neck, and she yelped again, with surprise. He shook her like she was a ferret. “Doesn’t have. What am I supposed to do about her? You know, Damon, you’re the villain here. I was just trying to get it all together”.

“You’re a fucking psycho”, Damon grumbled. There was dry grass in his hair. Y/N fought out of his clutch. “I would chain you up to a mountain in Malivore myself if I had a chance, anything just to keep you away from here”.

“Joke’s on you, idiot”, Kai chanted, “there are no mountains in Malivore. No lakes, no cities, no nothing. There’s just… nothingness. And you. Alone”.

Damon panted, showing his teeth.

“All your family is dead”, Kai said, and the hammering silence fell again. Damon and Y/N froze.

“What?” Salvatore uttered. Kai snickered.

“They’re all dead. Your brother, Elena, the witch, the bossy blonde, the teacher. They’re gone. But you don’t get to join them”.

“Dead?” Damon repeated, like wind flew off his mouth.

“The hunters I brought into Mystic Falls. The FBI guys. They were mine”.

He turned to Y/N and looked at her. He reckoned, at that moment he had the same look that he usually gave Sandy when he didn’t want her to scream. He tried to imagine tearing Y/N’s jaws apart and was upset. She’ll be sore now for a long time. This whole relationship thing is such work.

She was clutching Damon’s letter in her fist so hard her nails were hurting her hand. She didn’t ask why. She knew why. She understood him perfectly, but at that moment, the last pieces of her were stomped away. She realized he took away everything from her, everybody, punishing her, somehow, for forgetting him. There was nothing now: only him and this eternal pink sky stretching in all direction of the cosmos. And nothing else.

She saw in a slow motion as Damon jumped forward, his face a mask of pain. Y/N was rooting then for Damon, knowing perfectly well the bad guy shall have the upper hand. Like in the movie, she felt distant, unpresent. She knew these were the last moment she would see him. She looked at his silhouette in the air, black ink spot on the light morning background. She thought of that time he ripped a heart out of a vampire to save her, and stood with it, scarlet blood dripping from his fist. She was falling into the abyss, slowly, her mind leaving her. As Damon reached Kai, they both disappeared, and she was left alone in the field, and only then she let out a shriek.

She decided she would kill Kai Parker. One day, when he’s lost caution. When he thinks it’s finally over, and she’s over it. When they live somewhere else, in Ohio, because Ohio is for lovers. When he thinks life is finally good, and everything he’s done is justified, that it’s all for love, she will kill him somehow. Of course, it will take a lot of thinking, because he seems like he has no weak points. But she’ll come up with something.

The sun was now blazing on her cheek with the first rays, rolling up above the field and spreading golden newborn light, brilliant and clear, over everything. She was shredded; like a vegetable, she was now peeled of her layers, and only the animalistic red core was left, all instincts and no reason. She undid her fists and pushed away some garbage laying at her hand.

She watched Kai return from the forest, picking and pulling at the flowers as he went. He rubbed his face like a sleepy child. She stood up, rubbing her knees, and took full lungs of air. She will kill him one day, that is how it will end. She has no choice. But now, she’s incapable of that. All she can do is love him, for now.

Kai approached her, taking her in his arms, and they kissed, morning sunlight sneaking between their lips. The car was waiting for them on the side of the road, warming up slowly.

“Where now?” he asked. His hand was slowly caressing her shoulder, and she shivered with pleasure, snuggling close to him. The air was still a little chilly.

“How about a shoe store? You fucking brute. My feet are cold”.

Kai chuckled. As they reached the car, he turned back as if admiring the sight.

“Babe, what was I doing there?”

She got into a car and tried to close the door but Kai was in the way.

“I don’t know. Taking a leak?”

Kai shrugged. He looked at his left palm, puzzled. Turned it and showed it to her, a smudged word in a black marker.

“Who’s Damon?”

She blinked.

“No idea. Get in! Come on, Kai”.

“You’re driving”, he winked. She puffed and crawled over to the driver’s seat. Kai Parker got into the car with a wide smile on his face and closed the door.

[multiphandomunnies]

ms. popular | bae joohyun

request: hi how are you I wanted to ask for a high school fame reader x yandere Irene.  Thank you I love your work ❤ admin: jade  genre: angst warnings: mention of blood, death, knives word count: 2.8K author’s note: i finished this at two in the morning and my god, i suck at scary things but i was looking around my room PANICKED alsp apush is Advanced Placement US History ans i’m sorry the moodboard looks gross i’ll fix it in the morning for you!

you smiled as you walked down the hall, waving at everyone. you truly were the it girl, the one that everyone knew, everyone either hated or adored you, but the feeling for you was mostly adoration, so many people respected you. You stopped at your locker as your friend walked over. “hi Irene,” you smiled as you searched through your purse looking for the yellow tube of carmex that you had. you pulled it out and put it on and smiled as Irene and you spoke. “I can’t do it anymore y/n,” you pouted. “Oh come onnnn, chem isn’t that bad, it’s the teacher, i say we go to guidance and complain, it’s not our fault he can’t teach, that’s on him.” she nodded and sighed. “but i’d feel beyond guilty if he got fired,” you nodded as you thought about it, you quickly snapped out of it as the warning bell rang. you shut your locker as you said bye to your friend and walked away to the first period, everyone watching you. you pushed your hair away carefully and smiled as you walked into your class and found your seat. “What would you do if you didn’t have your popularity?” you rolled your eyes at minhyuk as he smirked, waiting for your cheesy response. you leaned over your desk and looked at him. “what would you do if you were seen as a decent guy instead of a cheating dirt bag?” you smirked and leaned back as his friends looked at you in shock. occasionally you were able to pull through with clap backs but sometimes you weren’t. but OH BOY when you had one everyone would look at you in awe. “alright, alright, everyone get to their seats, leave y/n alone,” you smiled as he had everyone sit down. “we have a new student today, this is Seunghee,” you watched as she walked in. She had long legs, beautiful dark hair, she was wearing a nice blouse that was pink and a pair of jeans. you smiled and waved at her. Your teacher smiled as she looked around. “hi, I'm Seunghee, nice to meet all of you,” she nodded and smiled a little. you watched as the teacher told her to sit in the open desk next to yours.

You smiled as you caught Seunghee up with her work. The whole time she stared with dark eyes. You cleared your throat and she’d snap out of it. A few other times you could tell she was staring at you. it was a little concerning but, you were kinda used to getting stares from people, it didn’t really freak you as much as it freak out others you just accepted it as her behavior. You were used to people staring at you. You walked out of class and she followed behind you, not too close but not too far. You tried to ignore it, but it was a little odd. Irene walked over and smiled. “hey y/n, how did apush go?” Along with being who you were you were actually pretty smart. You shrugged at her. “it was alright, she hinted at a possible pressure right tomorrow” Irene groaned. “nooooo,” you nodded and sighed. “If it's on world war two i think i’ll do okay,” Irene nodded as you looked out of the corner of your eye to see that the new girl was no longer there. your body loosened when you saw she was gone. ( you didn’t even realize that you were tensed up.) Irene looked at you. “Are you okay y/n, something doesn’t seem right,” You looked at her and shrugged. “I’ll tell you when we sit down,” The two of you stopped walking and rested against the lockers outside your chemistry room. Your teacher was always late to class. By “always” you mean that 4 out of 5 days of the week your teacher was opening the door for his students to come in forty-two seconds after the bell. You and Irene did the math to average out how late he usually is. The bell rang and you stared at the dull ceiling waiting. “I still don’t see him, I think we should leave.” Your classmate chuckled as you rolled your eyes. You’d love to ditch class, but you would prefer to not see your grade fall. You heard the door slam open as your teacher smiled. “Sorry, I appear to be late today,” Your other classmate rolled her eyes. “You’re late everyday, apologizing doesn’t change that,”  He looked at the student annoyed as you walked in with Irene and sat down at your desks. “Soooo… you’re gonna tell me what’s up now, right?” Irene smiled as you nodded. “So there’s a new girl in my class, for apush, well she seems nice and all but the entire class she stared at me, it wasn’t like a quick look then look the other way but she stared for a whole ass five minutes, I have to sit next to her too,” Irene furrowed her brows. “Are you sure this isn’t your imagination playing games?” You shook your head. “No, she was staring, not even a little bit,”  Irene nodded. You watched as your teacher stared at you, “Y/n… Irene, are we ready to continue the lesson?” You looked up at him. “You haven’t started class though, that’s why we were talking,” He looked at you. “Well we’re losing class time because of chitchat,” Irene squinted. “Actually we lose more class time from you being late everyday but whatever go with you think.”  He looked at the two of you silent before continuing on.  

The two of you walked out and sighed as you headed to the cafeteria. “I swear i hate that man” You rolled your eyes as you sat down at one of the tables. Tossing your backpack on the ground. Irene nodded quickly. “Why did he call us out when he was setting up a presentation and doing nothing else?” You shook your head. “I don’t know, but he doesn’t deserve to be a teacher.” You watched as someone sat at the table connected to yours. You moved your bag over so it wasn’t in their way. You looked over and realized it was Seunghee. She looked at you for a little bit then cleared her throat. “I’m sorry, I don't mean to stare, you’re just really pretty, do you think you can help me out with apush? I'm a little lost.” She scratched the back of her head as you nodded and looked at her. “Yeah, of course,” She smiled as you leaned over to help her. No words went through her head as she stared at you. Irene noticed and kicked your foot under the table. “I think we should go talk to guidance now about our small situation with Chemistry,” You looked at Irene. “I guess this would be a good time,” You paused then looked at Seunghee. “Sorry, how about I give you my number and you can text me any questions you have.” You smiled and pulled out a pad of sticky notes and wrote your number in your careful, neat handwriting. “Thank you,” She smiled and took the sticky note,  You grabbed your bag and walked out with Irene. “What made you want to go now?” You looked at her curiously, as you walked to guidance. “She does stare at you weird, as you were helping her she wasn’t paying attention at all,” You shrugged, “I think I was over thinking though, she just seems really shy and I don’t blame her, she’s coming to a brand new school and I’m sure the work load already put on her is scary.” Irene sighed. “I dunno, I just want you to be safe,” You shook your head and smiled at Irene. “Don’t worry, I’m careful,” You reassured her as she nodded slightly. “I guess,” You smiled softly at Irene. “I kinda feel bad for leaving her though,” you pouted slightly as she shrugged. “I’m sure she’s fine, she’s a pretty girl, anyone would go sit with her so she isn’t lonely.” You nodded slightly at Irene. 

By the time you got home you were already texting Seunghee, you came to find her as such a sweet girl. You started to feel guilty about what you were saying to Irene about her. You found out that she’s shy, a comedic genius but she also had a real nice voice. Something about her vocals were eerie. You loved it, her voice sent chills up your spine.  You asked her why she left her previous town, just to keep conversation going and the call went dark. “Don’t ask about that” her voice dropped to a low raspy tone, goosebumps covered your arms as you tried to picture her face in this exact moment. “S-sorry” you couldn’t help but stutter over your words. You swallowed as she picked up conversation again. Her tone changed dramatically to her normal uplifting tone. You kept talking to her as you decided to look up her name. Many resources popped up, showing the death of a teenage girl from the town Seunghee moved from, and it happened days before she moved to your town. Seunghee heard your typing and squinted. “I didn’t think any of your classes had a written assignment,” You swallowed at her comment as you looked at pictures of the victim. “O-oh, no,” your voice was shaky and Seunghee picked up on it. “I’m helping with my mom’s work,” you nodded to yourself with the lie you just told. “You’re looking me up aren’t you?” her voice was low again. You blushed and thought of a cover quickly. “I was curious to see if i could follow you on social media,” You swallowed, with how fast she changed her tone was starting to alarm you. “I’ll send you my usernames through chat after we hang up,” You shut your laptop. “Okay, that’s fine,” Seunghhe thought, starting to  think you didn’t trust her. “I think you and Irene should have a sleepover with me,” You thought, “I dunno,” your voice sounded a bit wary. On the other side of the line Seunghee looked annoyed. “Do you not trust me or something? You sound a little scared,” You swallowed. “No, I trust you, but how come you’re inviting Irene?” Seunghee’s voice drifted off in a scary tone, she had other intentions in mind but of course she wasn’t going to say them. To her that would ruin the fun. “Just cause she’s your friend, I’d like to get to know her as well, because she’s friends with you and I love you,” You smiled a little, taking her “I love you” as a platonic thing. “Awe, i love you too Seunghee,” You mainly said it back because you were starting to get scared of her. How did she know Irene’s name? Did you say it during free period? Did she stalk your socials and you have no idea?  So many questions ran through your head. Mostly about the girl that mysteriously “disappeared” but the police cleared it as if it was a murder.  You snapped out of it as Seunghee’s voice bellowed through your phone. “So is it a yes or no? I think tomorrow night will work best.” You swallowed. “Oh.. uh yeah, sure, sounds like a plan,” Seunghee smiled to herself, plans running through her head. “Perfect, I’ll see you then,”

You hung up right away and texted Irene. “I fucked up, Seunghee is not as nice as I thought, she invited us over for a sleepover, I accidentally agreed, her tone was scary and it sounds like she has other plans,” Irene read your text. “So you’re telling me that we both have to go over,” A few moments later she sent another text. “I guess it’s fine, i rather have both of us there than one of us.” you sighed in relief as you texted Seunghee. “Both of us can be there :)” Seunghee left you on read as you stared up at the ceiling and gulped. Having no idea what to expect the next night. 

Irene showed up at your door. “Ready?” You nodded slightly as you grabbed your bag and got in the car with Irene. You quickly took a picture with her and put it on your Snapchat story, if you did go missing at least you had plenty of people that could see where you could possibly be. 

You watched as Irene parked, the two of you looked at what seemed like a normal house then looked at each other before getting out of the car. Before you could even ring the doorbell, Seunghee had the door open and smiled in the friendliest way possible. “Hi, i’m glad we’re able to hang out, it’s always so hard for me to make friends.” Seunghee pouted then gave you a hug and you hugged her back carefully, not wanting to get too close. You let go after a moment as she held on for a few more moments before pulling away. She looked over and waved at Irene. “I hope we get closer as you are one of y/n’s friends.” Irene nodded a little. “I’d like to get to know you too, as y/n’s best friend, i can’t wait for the three of us to be like the three musketeers,”  Seunghee nodded a little. “Wouldn’t that be cute,” She smiled a little before leading the two of you to her bedroom, “I have the couch and one of you could sleep in my bed with me too,” She smiled innocently, her eyes looked hooded over, a look unfamiliar from anyone else you’ve seen. Seunghee stared at you for a moment as the familiar feeling from the phone call came back  “So, y/n, are you pretty much the number one girl at school?” Seunghee looked at you as you shrugged. “I guess you could say that, I just get along with everyone,” You smiled innocently. She nodded and sighed. “I’ve always wanted to be the popular girl that everyone loves,” You nodded a little, listening carefully to understand what she was saying. She shrugged, “I also don’t mind being the new girl though, I don’t like attention all the time,” You nodded and smiled a little. “That makes sense,” She looked over at Irene, she looked stiff and closed off as her arms were crossed over her chest and she held her legs close to her as well. “Irene, would you mind helping me a little? The pizza should be here and I just need to pay, I was wondering if you could help carry it up here as I pay,” Irene nodded. “Oh, sure, I don’t mind helping you out,” Irene smiled as Seunghee looked at the time. “I think we should head down now,” Irene nodded and stood up as she walked downstairs as Seunghee followed moments later, after staring at you yet again. You sighed in relief to yourself, this wasn’t going as bad as you thought so far but it still wasn’t great. Maybe Seunghee was just tired last night and that’s why her mood was changing so much. You nodded to yourself, reassuring yourself that nothing could go wrong. You stretched out on the couch. You heard a bang and sat up a little as you listened to what was going on. The door did make an odd noise when you opened it early on your way in, that must be the sound you hear. 

You truly thought that until you heard an ear piercing scream. You jumped up and ran downstairs, you watched as Irene exited the bathroom. “Sorry, a spider scared me,” You nodded a little and smiled, “i just wanted to make sure you’re okay.” Irene smiled, “awe thank you, that means a lot.” You walked in the bathroom, not seeing anything odd until you looked in the mirror after washing your hands. Drip drop...drip...drip...drip. You looked at the faucet and didn’t see anything wrong. You pulled the shower curtain back slightly and saw a red liquid dripping down, slowly but surely. You looked around until you saw where the sound was coming from. Seunghee was hanging there, her throat slit, blood covering her. You felt nauseous as you dropped down at the toilet and threw up, not expecting the sight of your new found friend. You stood up and opened the door while your body shook. “..what did you do?” you asked quietly then repeated your self louder as Irene smirked, holding the knife she used to hurt your friend. “I love you y/n,” You swallowed as she got closer with the knife. “I don’t want anyone in the way of our love,” before you could act, everything went black. 

[delicrieux]

divination

PART 2: MY GIRL

PAIRING: charlie weasley x reader

summary: charlie has a crush on (name) and tries to act normal around her. surprise! it appears (name) has a crush on him, too also, requested by anons and @ghostwriter050402. a/n: this may or may not be a set up to another fic lol. ANYONE THAT WANTS TO BE TAGGED LEMME KNOOOO!!! ALSO! y’all are THIRSTY FOR CHARLIE!! TBH CAN’T BLAME YOU i love myself a man w a ponytail. i’ve gotten a lot of requests so i put them at the end of the fic as to not take up too much space :) what else what else...oh! thank you everyone for loving my fics! means the whole world to me, really. your comments make my day <3 THANK YOU TO MY BAE @slytherin-princess1 FOR THIS MOODBOARD! SUPPORT MY WIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! xoxo

feedback is always appreciated xoxo

MASTERLIST.  ko-fi (i chug coffee as i write these fics, and another cup would make me happy <3)

Charlie Weasley never really had the chance to talk to you during your first three years at Hogwarts, and he blames it on Quidditch and his lack of suave charm for this ordeal. Bill always raved about how absolutely fantastic you are, what a smart witch, good friend, and a passionate person. He was not even sure how you looked until he saw his brother rush to a short Slytherin girl with the prettiest eyes he had ever seen. He was about to take a sip of pumpkin-juice, though his hand, seeming to have a mind of its own, had halted near his lips and the liquid drizzled helplessly onto his shirt. He hardly even noticed the mess he was making, instead his attention now stuck onto you as his eyes trailed you and Khan wave bye to Bill and take a seat by your table. Bill, too chipper for such an early gloomy morning, sat down next to his brother idly chatting about this and that when—

“Charlie…” Bill started gently, “Are…Are you okay? What happened to your shirt?”

That is how it had all started. Rita Skeeter’s competition made you even more of a target for the public eye, and he suddenly started seeing you everywhere. Perhaps noticing you is the better term to describe it – you are not a ghost, nor have you deliberately taken routes where you knew he was loitering about. If you were missing your usual group of friends, which consisted of some of the brightest and most mischievous students of the time, you were sneaking around the castle looking like a suspicious girl trying to act as inconspicuous as possible. Even before regarding you fully, not just in passing indifferent glances, he had heard of your mission, your brother, and the dangers and chaos that followed after you.

You are just…so cool, how could he not crush on you?

Andre is friends with everyone. He has connections and he knows how to use them, and he also happens to be Charlie’s best friend. Keeping crushes a secret from bothers is easy because they are mostly preoccupied with other things, and Bill is drowning in his Prefect duties as it is. But from best friends? It took exactly five minutes for Andre to notice the dreamy look in Charlie’s eye during dinner one night, and ten minutes to coarse it out of him. With his secret outed, Charlie had desperately shushed his friend when he giggled not so subtly, and only after Andre swore not to say a word about this to anyone did he ease up. After a bit of deliberation, Charlie then asked Andre for a bit of help. Nothing drastic, just something to get your attention, or at the very least inform you of his existence.

And Andre had helped him. In a conversation, which Charlie demanded be described in great detail, that Andre and you had had at Hogsmeade, Andre had named dropped Charlie, completely out of place and out of context. You must have either not noticed or not cared, because it sure as hell sounded weird and awkward.

But as fate has it, he is seated next to you in one of his least favourite lessons – Divination. Though, upon noting your tiny form plopped on a seat by his table, he soon came to change his mind.

The room is hazy and full of light pink and purple smoke, lavender incense, and crackling fire. It’s hot. Fumes stick to his skin, and he has to shake off his robe as in a last attempt to feel less warm. You have long lost yours. No windows are open. The Professor mumbles ghastly into her crystal, her soft whispers a mix of fright and awe. Students mumble quietly amongst themselves. No one dares to break the silence with a laugh, because they know that the professor will freak if they do. The crystal ball resting on his and yours table emits an alluring lilac hue.

The two of you had shared formalities and then fallen into silence, focusing on the task at hand – seeing the future. The Professor had promised that vision would come to all who gaze into the crystal’s depths. Charlie did not buy it for a single second, he even grinned dumbly, about to strike a conversation with you about what absolute bull this class is, only to find you greatly immersed and glaring at the crystal. It then dawned to him that you are, most likely, trying to see your brother in that small glass. That or you are greatly interested in checking out your reflection.

“Is it working for you?” You inquire, your eyes finally lifting from the crystal to him. He shrugs, rolling up his sleeves.

“The only thing I see is me sweating.” He comments dryly. You grin.

“I suppose it is a bit silly,” You agree, “I was hoping to at least get a snippet. The Professor was really into it. Thought I give it a genuine go before wanting to throw it out the window.” Your voice turns bitter, “I think my face is going to melt off.” You mumble, pressing your palms onto your red cheeks. “Do you think we could sneak out of here?”

He chokes on fumes, they burning his throat. We.  Plural. Should he be excited, or are you simply nice enough to want to break him out this horrible class and send him on his merry way? After a few contained coughs, and you giving him a sympathetic look, he nods, “I think if someone came close to death or caused a diversion, we could book it.”

“What if I pretended to faint?” Your voice tints with glee, which is a bit morbid but he doesn’t mind. Your eyes twinkle mischievously in the lilac glow, “You could call the Professor and then carry me to the infirmary or something.”

Carry me. He chokes again. Your hands lands on his upper arm, soothing gently, your voice now laced with concern, “Are you alright, Charlie?”

He nods dumbly, “I think I’m allergic to this smoke.”

“Well, if you faint first I will try my hardest to carry you.” You say with a smile. He grins.

“Yea, good luck with that.”

“I know a few handy charms.”

“Use ‘em often?”

“Only when desperate times call for desperate measures.” You look him in the eye, “You ready?”

“Try not to hit your head on your way down.”

“I am hardly that reckless.” You state and he stares at you expectantly, “Yea, alright, I get it, I’ll be careful.”

Just as you are about to start your act, his eyes catch the strange mirage in the crystal. Curious, he peers into it, and his heart skips a beat – in the haziness he manages to recognise his figure and yours, but it is dark and blurry and hard to understand but he thinks that you and he are in a chamber of some sort. He blinks stupidly, alert and uneasy, about to call your name but once he looks up he sees you lifeless leaning off your chair before you fall and knock the crystal off of the table.

The whole class hears you slump  - it is more the clatter the ball makes as it rolls off of the table and onto marble ground – and a series of gasps along with the Professors confused “What happened?” echo in the hot classroom. Charlie is quick to your aid, jumping from his chair and circling around to lift you, “I think she fainted, Professor.” He explains, worried. Soon he has you in his arms. He notes you trying your hardest not to grin, and he has to fight off a smile too. With you safely in his grasp - honestly, light as a feather – he turns to the Professor, “I will take her to the infirmary.”

“Yes, please do…But be back quick!

Yeah, that’s a no, the two of you share the same line of thought. You and Charlie are only coming back long after class is over, and only to get your stuff back.

After a successful mission the two of you were free for the period. He was a tad disturbed of how good you were at this acting thing, but the adrenaline over being your partner-in-crime had taken hold of him and he could do nothing but smile dumbly at every word you said. The two of you lazily spent the period, lounging in the cooler part of the castle and letting exhaustion take hold of you. The air was fresh and crispy and the ground radiated with cold. The two of you had plenty of time to relax, and once conversation was done with, pleasant silence settled. Which got him thinking back to before you gracefully knocked the crystal ball over with your award winning act. About the two of you, venturing alone, in what he presumes is a dangerous and deadly place. Was that a Cursed Vault? Or perhaps a doorway to it, a room that holds a clue to where it might be. You had taken Bill on an adventure…

Will you be taking him, now?

His eyes then found your form, slumped in one of the beanbags, dozing off. A pang of worry had tugged on his heartstring. You must be so tired, he realised, sleepless. He can only imagine what kinds of nightmares you have about your brother. How painful it must be not knowing where he is. He shuddered at the thought of harm coming to one of his siblings. He would be devastated, a complete mess.

For the rest of the period he thought about you, Jacob, and the Cursed Vaults. His resolve to help you all but became stronger.

The meetups between you two were more frequent. He still mostly conversed with you during Care of Magical Creatures, since it was one of the few classes the two of you had together, but now Divination, instead of being the typical annoying class it used to be, was a thoroughly enjoyed joke fest. Your hello’s, ones that, at the very beginning, were bright and energetic, gradually came to be breathless whispers of ‘…Hi’ accompanied by a lovely smile as you met him in a hall or elsewhere.

He fit in perfectly in your group of misfits. And after nearly half a year of growing closer, it was finally time to explore the Cursed Vault hidden somewhere in the Forbidden Forest. The only problem was locating it, but thankfully, Tulip had snooped around and found a chamber that might contain a map. Bill was supposed to accompany you. That idea did not sit well with Charlie. So after thinking it over, the same night his older brother was supposed to meet you in the dungeons, he had caught him in the Common Room.

It was a clear night, starry. It was four in the morning and only ashes left in the fireplace. The Common Room was void of life, just books scattered, pillows lying on the floor, and blankets messily thrown to the side – they were remnants of activity. Charlie called his brother in a raspy, sleep ridden voice, and Bill had nearly jumped out of his skin, already near the portrait.

“Can I go, instead?” Charlie asked. Bill had frowned, about to question why on earth he would want to, but Charlie quickly interjected, “Please.” He mumbled, “You already went with her…Can you just…give me a chance?”

Surprised and a bit reluctant, Bill had agreed.

That’s how it had happened. Of course, when you had gasped seeing Charlie loitering about the dungeons and not Bill, he had explained to you that “Bill’s busy. Completely forgot about the essay he put away for the last day. Woke me up ten minutes ago, to be honest.”

The dungeons are damp, cold, and quiet. Your footsteps echo off of the walls and short ceiling, almost creating vertigo. It’s dark. No light, just a dim glow of the glossy walls. He can’t make out your face, just your silhouette, and even then only after a while of walking in complete darkness. It is a bit eerie. You can’t afford to shine Lumos – that might give you away. If Snape is even anywhere near these parts, he would surely notice the odd change in lighting.

He grows unease by the minute. You are uncharacteristically quiet. Granted, you might just be scared to speak in case of a spy lurking about, but still, not even a comment? Joke? Inquiry? Completely unlike you, and he knows you well enough by now that you are a chatter box that will argue her way into her grave so having you not whispering or giggling is highly disturbing. He figures you are scared. That’s fine’. He is, too.

“Don’t worry.” His voice never grows higher the sound of your soft footsteps, as his hand, clumsily grasps yours in the dark, “I’m here.”

Your fingers intertwine with his firmly, and he feels warmth spread through his whole body, “You were so silent that I forgot.” You murmur. He practically hears you smiling.

The walk to the secret chamber grows ridiculously short. He feels as if he had just gotten used to feeling your small hand in his when, inevitably, he had to let you go. The passage way had opened with a charm that fell from your lips and a spark from your wand. Once the two of you entered, it closed shut behind you, solid as stone and as if never there to begin with.

The room is airy and cool; a familiar lilac glow illuminates the scarce décor and he has to shut his eyes hurriedly as they sting from the sudden change in lighting, Once he adjusts, he is alert and ready to assist you. He finds you immersed in some letters found in a nearby bin.

“This…” You start, eyeing the papers warily, “Might take a while.”

Charlie shrugs with a sympathetic smile, “I’ve got time.” He assures you.

“Up for some light reading?”

“Define light.”

“Thousands of pages.”

“…Can I skim?”

“If you find the map or at least an allusion to it, you can eat these papers for all I care.”

“Don’t say that to Barnaby. He might be tempted.”

He felt emotionally and physically beaten after thirty minutes or so. The letters you had given him were mostly about books and taxes and other boring things alike, and before long he had sat down onto the ground. There are no seats here, after all, and the floor is hardly the most comfortable, but it beats standing. What is more, he is tired, and sleepy, and if it was not for the pinching cold he is reminded of each time he exhales a puff of smoke, he would surely be snoring.

He notes you squirm after a while. You had been sitting next to him, then away, and then close by again, lastly you had laid down, but even then your attempts were futile. It was painful watching you. So ridden with stress, sleep deprivation, and his feelings for you, he had, without even contemplating, suggested that—

“You can sit in my lap.” That promptly woke him up; choked up, he added, “I already carried you…so…it’s like that. Just…I’m sitting. And it’s cold. I could start a fire, though.” He suggests awkwardly, a bright red blush blooming on his freckled cheeks. You simply stare at him, void of words, the letters between your fingers long forgotten. After a pause, he notes you blush like a rose and nod shakily. You pick yourself off of the ground – and the letters that spill from your grasp – and make your way to him. He watches you approach with a racing heart. Merlin, why can’t he be cool and collected like Bill is?!

Your body is like a furnace, heating his frosted fingers and making him smile shyly into your shoulder. His arms wrap around your waist and your back hits his chest. You hurriedly pull the parchment to hide your face, and he wonders can you even read anything from so close. He catches a whiff of your perfume and his heart skips a beat. Really, this was not a good idea. How will he focus now?!

“…Hey…Charlie?” You squeak. He clears his throat.

“Yes, (Name)?”

“You know… The Yule Ball is coming up, and I…wasn’t planning on going, but...” You tilt your head to get a look at him; once your eye meets his, your lips quirk upwards into a lovely smile, “If…you wanted to go…”

“I best get my suit ready, then.” He grins at you, squeezing you closer. With a pleased smile you turn back to the letters, “But…shouldn’t I be the one to ask you?”

“Were you going to?”

“Well…no—“

“My point exactly.”

 BONUS:

The windows are dotted with snowflakes; outside a storm rages over the castle, icy wind howling. A glimpse of it can be caught once doors open. It is usually Hagrid carrying Christmas decorations, or an occasional pine tree.  Festive music echoes in the halls. The students whisper amongst themselves what they will do on holiday, who they will invite to the dance. The atmosphere is sweet and gleeful. Couples in love use the odd mistletoe to smooch and be screamed at by Prefects and teachers alike.

It’s late in the evening and you had just picked up some Potions books from the Library once you ran into Bill. If you hadn’t known any better, you’d say he was waiting for you to emerge. You greet him with a smile as you pull the heavy tombs closer to your chest. He returns the grin with a nervous twitch, and falls into step with you. The two of you chat the whole way to the staircase leading to the dungeons, where you stop to give him a quick hug. Once you turn to leave he calls after you, breathless, a question leaving his lips.

“Do you want to go to the Yule Ball with me?”

You freeze in place. Gulping, a tad saddened to be the bearer of bad news, you look at him helplessly, offering an apologetic smile, “Oh, I’m sorry, Bill…But…Someone already asked me…” You admit, “And I said yes.”

His face crumbles a bit, but he soon glosses over the obvious hurt of rejection with a cheery, “Oh! Well, save me a dance, then. Catch you later?”

“I’m sorry, Bill—“

But he’s already on his way back to the Gryffindor Common Room.

 requests:  can you do a cute lil charlie weasley x mc?? it can be about anything tbh,, i just love him so much and i adore your writing!!! /  Your “won’t he?” gave me soooo many feelings! In the part 1 I saw you hint (sort of) a Charlie/Reader. I love Charlie since forever, so could you write a OS with him, pretty please? /  HEY ITS ME THE CHARLIE/MC ANON IVE HEAD REQUESTS ARE OPEN gfgfhg so if its really ok to request what about charlie with the biggest crush on mc ( a slytherin girl like in won't he? ) and just. he is such a dork. idek what to write im too excited just plz gimme lovesick charlie fghgh /  OMGGGG YOUR HOWARTS MYSTERY FANFICS ARE SO GOOD ITS JUST..AHH! SO SO CUTE! BUT broke my heart with bill, i do love felix ❤❤❤ but what if you try write a what if bill did tell her how he felt?? or more a one shot where charlie finally got the guts to talk and spend time with mc??? its all so good i cant wait for more! /  Heyyy can you write a Charlie Weasley from hogwarts mystery please? /  can we please get some charlie weasley fics going ? or one shots ? 😩 hphm charlie has me head over heels 😭

forever tags: @scarletraine- @brahwhytho- @smilesfromabove- @pharaohkiller - @victoriaelvendorkweasley-@onehellofdevilotaku- @eyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy- @phillipas00- @xxcrowfeatherxx- @cupcakestyleshood- @invisibilityrocks- @nephalem67 - @chwechwechwe - @porpentyna - @lesbianheartbreaker - @banjosanjo - @madswheelers - @sombodymaybeawatson - @disneyfanatic77 - @superanonymousreader - @aliypop​ - @slytherinyour-chambers - @onehellofdevilotaku - @victoriaelvendorkweasley - @pharaohkiller - @smilesfromabove - @brahwhytho - @scarletraine

[lady-une]

Chapter 6

Today is a good day for updates. Here is the next chapter for the mafia story. I really hope you enjoy it, please feel free to leave me some comments and share it. By you sharing it helps me reach other people whom I might not have been able to reach. As always thanks to @bae-jagiya for the moodboard and @jijagi for being my beta. FYI NSFW

l’amnte dei serpenti

The daughter of one of the largest mafias out of the US sent over to South Korea to monitor her father’s operations there. You were sure this was going to be boring and wished you didn’t have to leave your home and friends, little did you know this new adventure would be anything but boring.

Word count: 6488

Theme: Mafia a/u

Rating: Mature, violence, SMUT

Pairing: Choi Seunghyun x Sofia (original character)

CHAPTER 1

Sofia

With everything going on I decided that it would be a good time to take the day off. Things needed to be figured out and I already had a patient who need my full attention. Alex drove me to Seungri’s house where there were guards at the gate, in the yard, and at the main door to the house, Jiyong was not messing around with keeping the injured Seungri safe. I walked in and didn’t see anyone in the living room so I made my way to the master bedroom, I knocked lightly on the door not wanting to wake him if he was sleeping before I walked in. Seungri was indeed sleeping while Jiyong was laying against the headboard with this laptop in his lap.

“Hey, how are you holding up?” I whispered as I slowly walked up to the bed.

“I’m good, just trying to do some work.”

“And my patient, how did he do last night?”

“He hasn’t really woken up, he stirred a little and made some grunting noises but didn’t actually wake up.”

“I see.”

Jiyong watched me with hawk eyes as checked on Seungri’s vitals marking them down on my tablet and then checked the IV drip I had going from last night. His vitals were all stable and he had no fever. I pushed his shirt up to expose his wound and slowly undressed it, I cleaned it while checking to make sure it was healing and didn’t appear to have any signs of infection. I dressed the wound and lowered the shirt before pulling his blanket back up. I was surprised when Seungri’s hand shot up to hold on to mine.

“You know your hands are extremely cold.”

“Sorry about that, comes with the job.”

Seungri let out a little chuck before he winced in pain and put his hand on his stomach. Jiyong tossed his laptop to the side and scooted closer to him with a panicked look in his eyes.

“Seungri you need to be careful, no fast movements or any kind of actions that might put a strain on your stomach. Now that I have you awake, how is your pain? On a scale of 1 to 10, 1 being no pain to 10 being the worst pain ever, what would you rate it?”

“I would say it’s about a 5 but was a 7 when I laughed.”

“Ok, now outside of the discomfort from the wound itself do you feel any pain anywhere else or as if your body is hot in one place?”

“No, I feel fine besides you know being stabbed.”

I smiled, happy to see him still joking around even though he was injured and in pain. As I was just going over his options for pain meds Daesung entered the room. He went to Seungri’s side as I talked with Jiyong about the pain meds Seungri was going to get and how much is enough for him. I left the meds on the side of the table before giving Seungri a small hug. I waited out in the living room for the other two guys, things needed to be discussed. Daesung came out first followed by Jiyong and sat on the couch with me. Jiyong looked like he needed sleep but Daesung looked like he was all business.

“Jiyong the bodies of the enemy were handled last night, we searched them for any information but didn’t find anything. They didn’t have any tattoos either that would give away who they belonged to. Now as for the men from our guards, their bodies were moved to cremation house. I am just waiting on your orders as to how you want to compensate the families.”

“Handle it like we normally would, pay for the funeral and give the family the severance pay. Please offer them my deepest sympathies for their loss and let them know if they need anything to please come see us.”

Daesung stood and bowed before walking out to go handle his part of this nightmare. Jiyong slouched in the couch letting his head fall back and a loud sigh escape his lips. He looked as if he has aged so much overnight but a good night's rest might help him.

“Jiyong, if you need some rest I can always come sit with Seungri. You won’t be any use to him if you are exhausted.”

“Thank you for the offer but I will be fine. After you leave I promise to sleep while he is sleeping.”

“You better or I will come back here and put you to sleep myself. I am not opposed to giving you a little shot to help you sleep.”

“I promise.”

“I don’t want to bring up business right now but I need to know what’s going to be done about the money that was taken last night.”

Jiyong put his hands to his face growling into them with all the frustration from last night. I hated seeing him like this and I hated to bring this up but I knew my dad was going to find out soon and that’s a phone call I did not want to go into blind. I needed to know what was going going on so I could be prepared on how to handle it.

“I will put some of my money in to replace what was stolen but I can’t do the whole amount.”

“I can see if I could put an advance of the next shipment.”

“I would appreciate that Sofia.”

“We need to find out who did this, my dad is not going to be happy at all.”

“I know how you feel, I haven’t talked to mine yet.”

Here we both sat children of the mob, we grew up in the dark and deadly world. We both were no stranger to death and wouldn’t bat an eye if we came face to face with the grim reaper, but no matter what we were still a son and daughter needing to prove ourselves. Needing to make our parents proud with everything we did, yet with the events of last night proud is anything but what they would feel. I stood and walked over to Jiyong placing my hand on his shoulder and giving it a squeeze, his hand came up to rest on mine. We both knew how each other felt with this nightmare, out of all the guys Jiyong is the one I felt connected to on a level that none of them would feel.

Seunghyun

“Where is he! I demand to see the owner!”

I stood from my desk when I heard the loud shrills coming from the other side of my office door. I grabbed my gun putting it in my back holster before throwing my jacket on and walking out of my office. There was an older woman shoving my employees and causing a scene in front of the customers. I slowly walked up to her while looking around the room making sure there wasn’t anything funny going on.

“Excuse me ma’am how can I help you?”

“Who do you think you are selling me a fake?”

“I don’t know what you are talking about because I don’t sell counterfeit art here. If you would please follow me back to my office we can calmly discuss your concerns.”

I held my hand out to lead the way back to the office while I apologized to the other customers who had gathered to see what the commotion was about. I shut the office door once she was sitting down and offered her something to drink but she declined still looking very angry.

“Now if you could please explain to me why you are so upset?”

“I bought a painting from you last month, you said it was an original piece and one of a kind! You lied to me, that painting was a fake! In fact, from what I hear I am not the only one who has that painting! Who do you think you are to sell me a fake!”

“Mam, I swear I do not sell fakes here. Who did you hear this from? Every piece of work I sell here comes with a letter of authenticity to prove that it’s an original. Who is this person telling you your painting is a fake because ma’am they would be the ones lying to you not me.”

“I demand a refund of what I paid or I will have my lawyer sue you and I will make sure to tell everyone you are nothing but a con man ripping people off! You won’t ever work in this field again and I will make sure you go to jail!”

The woman stood grabbing her purse and stormed out of my office slamming the door. I cursed lowly before I walked over to my desk to call Daesung.

“Hyung, what’s wrong?”

“We have a problem, a woman just came in here raising hell about a piece of art I sold her. Someone told her it was a fake and now she is demanding a refund or she will get her lawyer involved. I will send you her information, we need to silence her and figure out who told her this. She isn’t someone who would have figured this out on her own, someone had to have told her.”

“I will get right on this hyung don’t worry.”

I hung up the phone feeling myself getting more frustrated. Everyone was on high alert after Seungri being injured. Something didn’t seem right with this and I needed to figure it out. I needed to take my mind off of this and thought maybe hearing from Sofia might make me feel better so I sent her a text.

Seunghyun: How’s your day going?

Sofia: Could be better, how about you?

Seunghyun: I had a problem walk in but we are working on it. Are you going to Seungri’s later?

Sofia: Yes, I want to check his dressings again and check on Jiyong. Jiyong didn’t look so good this morning.

Seunghyun: Want me to pick you up after I get off of work?

Sofia: No it’s ok, Alex will drive me.

Seunghyun: well if you feel like changing your mind just let me know. I miss you.

Sofia: I will

This girl was a tough cookie to get her to bring down her walls. I wanted to show her that she doesn’t have to fear a relationship but she was making it rather difficult. I spent the rest of the night before I went off to Seungri’s going over things and making sure the orders being delivered had extra security on them. We didn’t need any more problems than what we already have.

Sofia

I arrived a little earlier than when the rest of the guys were supposed to show up, the guards were all still stationed in the same spot as before. I entered the house to find the lights off but saw a bit of light coming from under the master bedroom door. I knocked lightly again and opened the door to find the guys right where I left them, but this time Jiyong was curled up under a blanket sleeping while Seungri was sitting up against some pillows with a laptop in his hand. I waved and walked quietly to his side of the bed, Jiyong needed to sleep so I tried to be as quiet as possible. I checked his vitals and recorded them before checking his wound. Everything looked to be healing well so I took his IV out and had him point to the number so I could record his pain. His pain was lower this time and I quietly asked him if he was taking his pain meds and he nodded his head. I checked the bottle to see a few pills missing but not enough to show he was needing them as much as I thought. I gave him a smile and hug before quietly walking out the door. I went in the living room and turned on a small lamp and grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge before going to sit on the couch. I must have dozed off a bit because I was suddenly being poked in the arm by a happy looking Daesung.

“Good evening sleeping beauty, sorry to wake you but I figured you would want to be awake for this.”

I sat up stretching my arms above my head and letting out a yawn, “I didn’t even realize I had fallen asleep. Is Seunghyun here yet?”

“Yeah he is just parking his car, how is Seungri doing?”

“He is doing fine, he looks to be healing well. Jiyong is sleeping, we should let him sleep.”

Seunghyun walked in then and walked over to Daesung and gave him a pat on the back before falling onto the couch next to me letting his head fall onto my shoulder. He nuzzled his head making little baby sounds, I couldn’t help but laugh and bring my hand up to his hair brushing it to the side.

“Aww, did our big boy have a hard day?”

He didn’t say anything but nodded his head before making more noises that a toddler would have and put his arm around my body holding me close to him. This was a side I had yet to see of him but while some people would say it was childish I found it rather cute. Daesung burst out laughing loudly watching his hyung act like a little kid. I tried to shoosh him because Jiyong was sleeping but it was too late and we could hear some talking coming from the master bedroom.

“Sorry nuna, I forgot.”

“Well I suppose he should be awake for this as well.”

We were still waiting on Youngbae to get here and he showed up just in time as Jiyong was slowly helping a still very wounded Seungri out of the room. Youngbae quickly went to the other side of Seungri and helped him walk to the couch, helping him ease back into a comfortable position.

“Seungri what are you doing? You need to be resting, you shouldn’t be up walking more than necessary.”

“I can’t stay in that room forever, I need to get out of there. I will be fine, it’s not like I am running a marathon.”

“Still, you need to be careful.”

“I will.”

I turned my attention to a very sleepy looking Jiyong who was mid yawn.

“How are you feeling, did you get enough sleep?”

“I went right to bed after you left and just now woke up. Don’t worry I will go back to bed after we get this meeting over with.”

“You better or I will make good on what I said earlier.”

He laughed before nodding his head and sitting straight up in his chair.

“I want everyone to tell me what’s been going on since last night, I don’t want any piece left out. Hyung how are things on your end?”

“A rather upset woman came in raising hell about a piece of art I sold her, she is determined it’s a fake and well it is but she wouldn’t have known that on her own. Daesung is handling it since she threatened a lawsuit.”

Jiyong nodded before turning his attention to Daesung, “How are things on your end?”

“They are going fine, the families have all been taken care of and they appreciate everything your family has done for theirs. They have no ill will towards you but do ask that you catch whoever did this. As for the woman causing issues for Seunghyun I am still looking into it.”

“Youngbae, how are things at the hotel?”

“They are fine, we increased security in the hotel and we will be stationing more men on the roofs in the area during any shipments. But Jiyong, all the problems going on lately don’t you find it odd that they are all happening to close to each other? It feels like they are connected.”

“Yeah I agree, they do feel connected. I want everyone to be on alert for anything suspicious, if you hear or see anything I want to hear about it.”

None of the guys wanted to stay too late knowing both Jiyong and Seungri needed their rest. Youngbae and Daesung got up helping Seungri back to the bed. I stood and grabbed my bag before walking to the door but was stopped by Seunghyun who came up behind me hugging me close to him and nuzzling his face in my neck.

“Seunghyun is everything ok?”

“Yeah everything is fine, just let me hold you for a second.”

I dropped my bag to the ground and turned around in his arms putting my hands around his neck and standing on my tippy toes. I knew the scare with Seungri probably put him on edge along with everything else going on, he probably was just craving some kind of comfort and I was more than happy to give it to him. I didn’t want to admit it but I was needing some comfort as well. I kissed his cheek before pulling away and grabbing my bag heading towards the car. Once I got home I dropped onto my bed falling right to sleep.

I must have been more stressed then I thought because I normally would have woken up earlier in the day but Alex was basically shaking me awake this morning.

“Sofia wake the hell up!”

“What the hell Alex.”

“Your dad has been calling every 5 minutes and even has been calling my phone. It’s after 10, I have him on hold for a video message.”

“Shit.”

I threw the covers back and ran to the bathroom to splash some water on my face before running my fingers through my hair and pulling it into a bun. I took some deep breaths and left the bathroom rushing to the living room where Alex was standing holding my tablet. I took it from him before taking the video call.

“Sofia I have been trying to reach you for hours, where have you been.”

“Sorry.”

“I heard about what happened the other night, you weren’t there were you?”

“No I was not.”

“I am sorry to hear about the boy, is he doing ok?”

“Yes he is, I have been keeping a close eye on his injury.”

“They are lucky to have you there.”

“Thank you.”

For a brief moment, I thought that maybe this wasn’t going to be such a bad phone call, but the hopeful thoughts were short lived.

“I am very disappointed to hear about this, why didn’t you call me the minute it happened.”

“I didn’t want to call you until I knew everything that had happened.”

“That is fine, but it’s been over 24 hours since the incident and I still had to hear this from someone else.”

“I know and I am sorry.”

“I think it’s time to bring you home and send someone else.”

“NO!” I shouted into the phone and watched my father raise his eyebrow at me raising my voice.

“Watch that pitch young lady.”

“I can handle this, you can’t just take me back right now. I will have this all under control soon enough and will put whoever did this in the ground.”

“Had you been back in the states while this happened I would have all the faith in the world you could deliver on this, but you’re not here you are there. You haven’t been there long enough to know everything and I doubt that little Kwon boy knows what he is doing.”

“I have this! Give me some time to get this under control, if I feel that I can’t do it I will admit my defeat and I will come home.”

“I don’t want you to have to admit your defeat, I want to have faith in you. You are going to be the one to lead this family when your mother and I are gone. If you can’t do this then maybe it’s time I start looking around for a son in law.”

I didn’t even try to mask my dislike for his statement, I was hurt by his words. I had been working to make sure I would never have to give my power over to a man. I closed my eyes and counted to three before opening them.

“I can understand your concern father, but I won’t let it get to that point. I will find out who did this and I will personally end this.”

“I hope so, oh and your mother sends her love.”

I nodded and ended the call before dropping my tablet to the table. Alex walked over taking a seat next to me.

“Alex, put a tail on that woman from the art club.”

“Will do, but Sofia I want to increase the security around you.”

“For the last time no, I don’t want to hear you say that again.”

Alex was about to say something just as my phone went off and I reached for it to see a text from Woo Bin asking me to dinner to talk.

“Alex remind me what Woo Bin is in?”

“Drugs, gambling, politics, and dealing with some hotels but word is he is wanting to expand.”

“I want to think he only wants me to join him to stick it to the Kwons but there has to be more to it.”

“Be careful with him, based on the background check he has been known to get his way. Not just in business but also in his personal life. I have been warned that he isn’t one to say no to, he takes enjoyment in watching people suffer from the sidelines. After interviewing the women it’s safe to say he operates the same way in his work and in his personal life, he tries to charm his way in and then makes his move but if he is denied he wastes no time in making the people suffer. The women said that he has never laid a hand on them, instead he would attack those they cared about making them watch their loved ones suffer or even die. But as long as they went along with what he wants he would spoil them buying lavish things and taking them on dream vacations. I don’t think it’s a good idea to have any more to do with him.”

“If he is looking into buying up property to expand his hotel business then maybe the reason he needs me is to get the financial backing to do what he wants.”

“That could be true but we won’t know for sure because you won’t be talking to him anymore will you?”

“God Alex you are starting to sound like Seunghyun.”

“Well the man makes sense now, before I thought it was maybe just jealousy but now things make sense.”

I rolled my eyes as I looked at his text, I needed to know if Woo Bin was behind this. I quickly typed out a reply agreeing to his dinner date. He responded quickly with a place and time to meet him and I told Alex when to be ready. I called to check on Seungri and Jiyong before answering emails from patients. I tried to keep my mind off the dinner tonight so that I would go into it without being stressed, but something at the back of my head kept screaming at me to cancel it and not go. I pushed that bit out of my head because I needed to do this, I needed proof on if Woo Bin was behind all this. Figuring out my outfit for tonight was a way to distract myself, I didn’t want to go looking too professional but at the same time I didn’t want to go in there looking too comfortable or send him the wrong message. I decided on royal blue dress and a black blazer, normally I would have paired the dress with a garter that I could hide a knife or two in plus a gun holster. With Woo Bin being the person he was I figured a gun holster might be too much and just stuck with a small knife.

The time eventually came and Alex the whole way to the restaurant was trying to talk me out of going and even threatened to call Seunghyun. I just rolled my eyes and ignored him, I knew he was just worried but it’s not like he could do much in a crowded restaurant. When we pulled up Alex waited for the valet as I walked in and was stopped by two men who I assumed were with Woo Bin. They patted me down but didn’t get the knife I had on my inner thigh. They escorted me the rest of the way to the restaurant and it was then I realized I may have made a mistake. The place was completely empty except for Woo Bin and his guards. I felt the prickles of anxiety start to move slowly about my body as I tried to scan the room without giving it away. There were men at every entry point and even though I couldn’t see it I knew they were armed. When we reached the table Woo Bin stood and took my hand lifting it to his lips and kissed it before pulling out my chair.

“Sofia, I am so happy you took me up on my invitation, and may I say you look absolutely ravishing tonight.”

“Thank you, you look handsome yourself.”

“Why thank you, I really was starting to wonder about you as I haven’t seen you around your office lately. Is everything ok?”

“Yes everything is fine, I just needed some time to myself.”

“I can understand it’s not easy being a part of this life, especially when you are on your own in a foreign place. But things could be easier if you allowed me to help you.”

“And how would you help me? I have all the help I need with the Kwons.”

Woo Bin scoffed and rolled his eyes, “The Kwons are only causing you problems. They won’t make good on their end of your partnership just mark my words. Let them go and come to me, we can achieve so much together.”

“Like your hotel business?”

“I see someone did some homework, but yes my hotel business. I do need a financial partner on this endeavor and I feel like you would be the perfect one. This would be beneficial for both of us and it doesn’t always have to be about business.”

He slowly moved his hand towards mine taking it and holding it in both his while he grinned at me, “I am a generous man not only in business but in personal matters, I only need a chance to prove it.”

I pulled my hand away while trying not to show my disgust for him, I once thought the man was charming and thought we could be friends. I no longer saw him like that, now I saw him for who he truly was, a low life slime ball.

“While I appreciate the offer but it would be in poor taste if I ended things with the Kwons and moved on to their rivals.”

“You don’t even need to worry about that, I would handle that for you. Like I said the Kwons will only cause you more problems than they already have. Come to me and join me, I offer not only good business but so much more, with our families joined together we would be unstoppable! You must be getting a lot of pressure from home with all the issues you are running into. Allow me to alleviate some of that pressure, the promise of a husband who is no stranger to this life might make your father a little happier.”

I couldn’t hold back my annoyance and anger any longer. I allowed the mask to drop briefly showing him my feelings while I clenched the napkin on the table. He knew he struck a nerve by the little smirk he gave me, I wanted to slap that smirk right off his face but held myself together.

“I do thank you for the offer and I appreciate everything you are promising but I would not feel comfortable cutting ties and ending a partnership I am already involved in. If there is nothing more to discuss I should be leaving.”

I stood up from the table and turned to leave when he stood and walked in front of me taking my hand.

“Sofia the offer will be good for 48 hours, you have until then to come to me.”

With that he kissed my hand and had one of his men escort me out. I calmly walked to the door where Alex stood outside looking pissed because they wouldn’t allow him entry.

“Damn it Sofia, I knew this was a bad idea!”

“Let’s just go home.”

When we arrived I slowly made my way to my door feeling as if my legs were going to give out on me. After the dinner I was even more sure that Woo Bin was behind this but still didn’t have what I needed to prove it. When I reached my door I was met with a very pissed off looking Seunghyun.

“What the hell Sofia!”

“What are you doing here?”

“Alex called me and told me about your stupid plan, are you fucking crazy!”

“Move aside and let me unlock the door.”

I unlocked the door and walked in with him following behind me. I took my jacket off throwing it on a chair before making my way to my bedroom needing to take my dress off and find something relaxing. I was trying to undo my zipper on the back of my dress but couldn’t get it with how shaky my hands were. I heard Seunghyun sigh before I felt his hands pushing mine away and undoing it for me.

“Thank you.”

“Look at you, your hands are shaking so much you can’t even do this. Do you realize how worried I was when Alex called me? I wanted to rush right over to him and bust my way in to get you out of there.”

I shimmed the dress off and grabbed my long t-shirt out of the drawer pulling it on over my head. I turned around to face him and tried to give him a big smile but failed and I just looked down towards my leg before I undid the garter placing it and the knife on my dresser.

“At least you had some kind of protection, but a knife would have done nothing for you.”

“I know. What do you want me to say? Yeah, I was fucking stupid and I made a mistake! The second I walked in there and noticed I was alone with him and his guards I knew I fucked up big time! But what do you want me to do about it, it’s over and done with!”

I was trying to stay calm but my emotions were starting to take over and by the time I was done I was yelling in his face.

“You could have gotten yourself hurt or killed in there!”

“I know that and I am sorry, how many more times do you want me to say that? It was a stupid plan but I made it out of there alive and I didn’t let him see the fear in my eyes. I wanted to run out of there right away with how scared I was. I was alone and didn’t have Alex with me and I was out numbered, there are you happy! I admit it, that situation scarred me because I wouldn’t have been able to handle it on my own!”

The anger inside me fueled by my embarrassment and fear allowed the dam of hot wet tears to start falling down my face. I was scared and at that point I needed Alex or Seunghyun with me, all their promises of protection were what I needed but my stupid ego had me walking into that restaurant alone and ill equipped to handle what I was met with.

At the sight of my tears Seunghyun grabbed me pulling me into him and I wrapped my arms around his body letting the tears fall onto his chest dampening his shirt as I clawed at his back needed as much comfort as possible. One hand was in my hair caressing it while the other was rubbing my back trying to calm me.

“Don’t cry, you made it out of there and you got back here safely. I’m sorry for yelling, I didn’t mean to make you cry. But god you had me so worried, all I could think of was how Seungri was hurt and I kept picturing that it was you and not him. I don’t know what I would do if you got hurt, you have no idea how much you mean to me.”

He pulled back enough to look at my face before one of his hands came to brush the tears from my eyes.

“Please don’t ever do something like that again, I can’t lose you.”

“You don’t mean that.”

“I do mean it.”

I didn’t get a chance to say anything else as his lips were already on mine silencing me. I closed my eyes allowing him to take control over everything. I wanted to feel anything besides the fear I had running through me. He slowly lead us to the bed where he helped me scoot far enough up that my head was on the pillows. He only broke the kiss long enough to get my shirt over my head and to pull my panties down before coming back to claim my lips. With his body only slightly covering mine he had enough room to trail his hand from my breast down to my core where he slightly teased my entrance with his finger. He slowly caressed my slit feeling the wetness start to seep its way out before he took a finger and pushed its way in. I moaned into his mouth at the sensation he was causing and felt him smile into my lips. When I was wet enough he pushed another digit in and started to pump them in and out making sure to hit that sweet spot while his thumb made slow circles around my clit. I could feel the pleasure building up in my stomach and I began to meet his fingers on each reentry. His pressure on my clit hardened and I broke the kiss to throw my head back knowing it was only a matter of seconds before that pleasure bloomed throughout my body.

“Don’t stop….I’m so close.”

Seunghyun dropped his head to my chest taking a nipple in his mouth sucking on it before he bit down sending me spiraling out control with pleasure. I clenched down squeezing his fingers as my hips bucked on their own. When I was finally still he pulled his fingers from me and sucked them clean.

“You taste divine.”

“You have too many clothes on.”

“That I do.”

I sat up and helped him undress allowing his member to be free of its confinement. I was moving to get on my knees in hopes to taste him as well but he stopped me.

“As much as I want your sweet lips around me, I need to be inside you more.”

He laid me back down before coming to rest above me with my legs on either side of him and his member at my entrance. He claimed my lips once again as he slowly slid inside me filling me up until he couldn’t go any further. My legs went around him trying to keep him close as my hands went into his hair while we kissed. When we broke to allow us both to breath he began to slowly rock into me. I gazed up into his eyes and watched as they sparkled with what I thought could have been love but I knew it wasn’t possible. One of his hands went to my ass to hold onto it as he began to pick up his pace both of us starting to pant and moan, the hands I had in his hair slowly made their way down his arm leaving angry red marks from the trail my nails made. His eyes shut as he let out a growl mixed with a hiss. While he was still inside me he moved so he was sitting on his legs allowing for a different angle of penetration, both of his hands on my hips lifting them lightly as he drilled into me. I felt that warm sensation slowly building up inside again and knew he was close by how his movements were becoming more erratic. I trailed one of my hands to my breast to knead it and tug on my nipple hoping to help myself cum.

“Fuck you look sexy when you play with yourself. Keep doing that baby I am so close.”

“Me too.”

I tugged hard on my nipple and pulled it causing myself to let loose and cum. Like a domino effect my orgasm tightening around him brought on his own and he let out a growl as his hold tightened on my hips and he came undone inside.

Seunghyun fell forward hunching over me gasping for air as beads of sweat slowly dripped from his face. I couldn’t help but reach my hand up and brush some of the sweaty hair from his eyes which made him look down at me with such a loving gaze that I had to look away.

“Don’t look away.”

“We should clean up, it’s getting late.”

Seunghyun got off me getting up from the bed to go to my bathroom and grab a wet towel coming back to help me clean off. As I was putting my shirt back on Seunghyun put his boxers on and went into the kitchen coming back with some water and shutting off the light drenching the room in darkness. I crawled into bed and felt the dip in the bed just before being pulled to him so I could rest my head on his chest.

“You don’t have to be scared baby, I won’t let anything happen to you.”

“I know.”

“That goes for me too, I won’t hurt you.”

“Good night Seunghyun.”

“Good night Sofia.”

I closed my eyes and listened to his heartbeat and let the rise of his chest lull me to sleep as I had hoped what he said was true, that he wouldn’t hurt me.

NEXT CHAPTER

@vipnetwork