#Sohn Eric

[velvetyh]

⌜Everybody knows I'm a good girl, officer | E. Sohn⌝

꒰ PAIRING ꒱ Police officer!eric x fem!reader ꒰ SYNOPSIS ꒱ Meeting the police officer a few times and experiencing pent-up frustration at work can lead to something… exciting. ꒰ WORD COUNT ꒱ 3150 words (oops) ꒰ TW ꒱ 18+, car sex, a lot of cringe teasing and dirty talk, degrading praising pet names (good/pretty slut, etc), y/n calling eric “officer”, ass spanking, riding (lmk if I missed anything!) ꒰ NOTE ꒱ I am not dead (yet lol), I’m attempting to get over my blank page syndrome! I hope this will help… also an Audi RS3 is a super powerful, loud car (my dream car), just so you know 😉 ꒰ REQUESTED ꒱ no! (but tagging my lovely @shmooooo i hope it’s not too bad <3)

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“Good morning, Officer,” you greeted with a smile as you got out of your vehicle parked not far from the police station to get to your work.

Honestly, working next to a police station had its benefits. Seeing handsome men in uniform was always a sight to see and knowing that they could be there in the snap of a finger in case of emergency reassured you.

“Morning, ma’am,” the officer answered after finishing talking to a colleague through a talkie-walkie, giving you a polite nod and a brief smile. You keep walking until you hear the same voice calling out for you.

“Ma’am, can I ask you a question?” “Sure,” you turned around, looking in the man's eyes. He maintained eye contact for a few seconds before clearing his throat, shoving his hand into his uniform pocket. “You are the owner of this car, correct?” he asked as he pointed at your black Audi RS3, and you nodded, staring up at him. “Yes, why?” “It’s not the first time that I see it poorly parked, you should be careful. It might disturb the traffic and cause an accident, or someone could accidentally smash it if they’re not paying enough attention,” you obediently nodded again, offering him your best smile. “I promise to be careful next time. Have a good day, Officer!”

However next morning, you parked yourself the same way you did yesterday, the same police officer standing in front of the station. You got out of your car as if it were nothing, but you immediately bumped against a broad chest, recognising the same masculine fragrance as yesterday.

“Ma’am? What did I tell you yesterday? Your back tyres aren’t among the lines, and they’re almost hindering the traffic. Next time I catch you doing this I’m giving you a fine, understood?” “Yes, Officer Sohn,” you mumbled as his name tag was almost hitting your nose at your proximity. “Good.” You stared up at him for a few seconds and apologised again before he stepped aside, nodding again before walking away, going back to his spot in front of the police station.

You were doing this on purpose because he was hot, and the uniform didn’t help at all. You wanted to see how long you could play dumb until it went too far, but what could happen aside from a fine? Maybe something amazing? you considered.

The next morning, you weren’t in the mood to play. You had started your day pretty badly, the waitress at the Starbucks drive-through had accidentally spilt your beverage on your brand-new blouse as she handed you your drink, not only ruining the fabric but also your mood and your good hopes of having a good day. And after being stuck in traffic for god knows how long, you finally made it to your workplace.

“Ma’am, this time-“ “Yes, Officer, I know that I’m not parked inside the lines, I know. Have you seen the side of your parking spaces and my car? It just won’t fit, and I just can’t take public transport from where I live, it’s way too far from my workplace to function properly the rest of the day. So just give me a fine so I can just move on from this shitty day,” you snapped at the officer, whose eyes opened widely, and he took a step back, giving you space.

You sighed in annoyance and stared up at him, seeing him keeping a relaxed attitude somehow managed to calm you down a bit, which was something unexplainable.

“Rough morning?” he calmly asked, hand going to his talkie-walkie to quickly dismiss it as his colleague's voice started buzzing from it. “Yes, this morning's rough. I just want to go home to forget about everything,” you annoyingly said while looking at the traffic jam happening in front of you, the police officer looking at you with his hands on his hips. “Okay, this is the last time I let you run away with this, but I’m being very indulgent. But tomorrow when you arrive, you better park well, understood?” “Yes,” you sighed before walking inside the building without sparing a glance at the man you left on the sidewalk.

Your day didn’t get better despite praying whatever God to help you. As soon as you stepped foot in the building, the big boss saw you with your stained top and had to share his opinion in front of everyone, telling your manager that she wasn’t doing a great job at teaching her employees the dress code.

So, of course, when the CEO was out of sight, she took all her anger on you, and it exploded in a big fight in the open space. All the precedent events had already angered you, but this was just the cherry on top. You almost said things that could have gotten you fired, and you were frustrated when she took her afternoon off for “personal issues”, leaving you to take care of all her daily assignments alone.

When you got out of work, you were mad at the world, ready to punch someone and yell out your frustration. You cursed the police officer under your breath as you saw a fine tucked in between your windscreen wipers as you approached your car, quickly entering it after ripping the paper from the wiper. You fastened the seatbelt and manoeuvred out of your parking space, flooring the accelerator pedal as the motor roared in the street you were in, drawing attention to you, but you couldn't care less. It felt like a bit of your frustration was gone by speeding, but it was too good to be true.

Going over the speed limit in front of the police station was not your smartest move. You whined, noticing blue and red lights in your rear-view mirrors when you entered the highway, pulling over as soon as possible, trying not to sink further into your crimes and misery. You felt like crying as you turned off the engine and pulled out your driving license alongside your car registration documents, rolling down the window as someone knocked on it.

“Ma’am, what a surprise! Seems like you and I see each other a lot those days,” He said as you wordlessly handed him your documents, looking straight ahead of you, jaw clenched to not break down in utter anger and despair in front of him.

He cleared his throat, “Y/N Y/L/N, what a pretty name. It’s such a shame that we didn’t meet in other circumstances, but with your bad parking, going over the speed limit on the national road and the highway, I’m afraid you might lose this,” he said, brandishing your driving license between his fingers.

“You know, Officer, I’m starting to think that you’re stalking me. I always seem to coincidentally land on you when I do something wrong,” you pettily spat, getting aggressive as you were about your lose your only way to go to work.

“Trust me, ma'am, you can call yourself lucky not to have met my superior yet. Captain Lee is not as lenient as I am. He’d give you a fine for everything that I’ve just stated, plus the non-validity of your license, for example. It expired a week ago.” He stated, opening your car door and taking your car keys, your eyes widening.

“Fuck, I forgot to make an appointment for this shit,” you rested your head against the headrest behind you and took your purse, getting out of your vehicle. "I'm going to need you to watch your language, ma'am," he smirked, as you huffed, slamming the car door behind you.

His hand hovered above your lower back, and he opened the tinted back door of the police car. As you sat down, you gave the officer puppy eyes but he chuckled and shook his head side to side, lifting the portable tray at the back of his seat to fill out a form.

“That won’t work with me, ma’am, even if it looks very tempting to not worsen your day even more.” You just shrug at his words, waiting for him to be done writing down all your infractions and give you that damn fine to go home. “It’s okay to be a bad girl sometimes though, it helps to get back on the right track,” he said as if he was chit-chatting with a friend about the most normal topic, his pen scribbling some details and ticking some cases on the paper. A smirk tugged on his lips as he saw your eyes widen in shock out of the corner of his eyes, not expecting the conversation to take this turn.

You gulped and folded your legs on top of the other, the tip of your heel almost touching his thigh, “what makes you say I’m a bad girl? I’m just a good girl with bad days, there’s a slight nuance,” you said, your foot eventually grazing against his leg.

He was quick to drop his pen and seized your bare calf, brown eyes boring into yours.

“Are you sure you want to play that game, Miss Y/L/N?” he asks, his voice getting deeper as you innocently smirked. “What game, Officer?” you answered back, the man standing in front of you. “Don’t try to act innocent. You and I both know exactly what you’re doing,” he grunted, and you moved your hair out of your eyes. “And? Do you like it?” you neared his face with yours with a smirk, your breaths mixing at your proximity. “Way more than I want to admit,” he grinned before grabbing the back of your neck to pull you in a languish kiss, your legs automatically wrapping around him. He pushed you backwards and closed the door behind him in a swift tug, his weight forcing you to lie down across the back seats.

The kiss was messy yet full of lust, your hand going in his hair to throw his cap and tug on the dark strands, a low grunt erupting from the back of his throat. When you pulled away out of breath, you brought your thumb to his lips to clean the stains of your lipstick on them, finding him even hotter at the sight of his reddened lips and lazy, lustful eyes.

He doesn’t waste a second and dives in your neck, leaving burning hickeys on your sensitive skin as he made his way down to your breasts.

He drew your blouse down, a few buttons ripping at his strength, and you gasped, undoing the buttons of his uniform as quickly as you could. He chuckled at your hastiness, eyes drawn to your white lacey bra.

“As sexy as it looks on you, I need that off,” he mumbled and you rested on your elbows, allowing you to reach behind you and unclasp your item of lingerie, throwing it at his face with a giggle.

“Oh god,” you mumbled as he immediately sucked on your breast, his free hand cupping your boob and flickering your other nipple.

“I know I’m a god, but today is Officer Sohn for you. Does that feel good darling?” he asked while trailing hot kisses down the valley of your breasts. You hummed in satisfaction, stroking his hair away from his face.

“So good, Officer,” you barely had to mutter before getting flipped on your stomach. You smirked as the police officer harshly spanked you before sitting in the middle seat, the action making you whimper as your bare nipples grazed against the rough leather seats.

He bunched up your pencil skirt up to your waist and sighed in pleasure as he discovered the matching panties, feeling the warm fabric and the plush skin of your ass. He gave it a spank, on the other cheek this time, followed by another, and another, making you whisper ‘yes Officer’ after each spank, mentioning all the laws you’ve broken, giving you a taste of how important they were with the intensity of his spank. It burnt too good, you couldn’t help getting wet at his ministrations.

“You like getting your little ass spanked, don’t you? I was right about you being a bad girl, you were just too shy and proud to admit it,” he whispered in your ear as one of his hands soothed the imprints of his palm on your ass cheeks, the other teasing and poking your already dripping hole through your ruined panties.

“O-Officer, more please,” you begged and whined, your core clenching at his teasing fingertip.

“You needy slut, look at how wet your pretty cunt is for me,” he smacked your ass harshly as those words escaped from his pretty lips, the sting slowly turning into pleasure making your eyes roll at the back of your head and moan.

His hands on your sides, he hoisted you on his lap while his mouth roamed around your neck, creating a chain of hickeys from one collarbone to the other.

He helped you grind your clothed core against the rough fabric of his uniform, looking up at you as your jaw fell agape, a fire starting in the pit of your stomach. Looking down, you teasingly smiled, angling yourself just right for your core to rub against the grip of his gun.

“Don’t play this game, pretty slut, you don’t know what I’m capable of,” he smirked as he undid his belt, soon helped by you, slipping your hand in his boxers to give his hard shaft slow, precise strokes.

"You're so hard, Officer," his head rolled back at your words, watching your spit drop from your pretty lips to his angry tip, a lust-laced smile decorating your lips turning into a moan as you aligned his cock with your entrance.

He wasn’t the thickest guy you’ve had sex with, but for sure was he the longest. Once he bottomed out inside you, he felt like he was poking your stomach, reaching so deep inside you that you could almost cum at how full you felt.

“Oh my, Y/N, you feel so good,” he mumbled, and you started rocking your hips against his, your clit getting friction thanks to the underwear he kept on.

“Oh you call me Y/N now-ngh!” you teased but immediately squealed as he slapped one of your breasts, the shock sending electricity throughout your entire body.

"Shut up and ride me like the good slut you are."

The car started rocking side to side as his hands were on your hips, having the upper hand on the tempo. He felt divine, and the adrenaline of doing it on the side of the road with someone from the authorities had you more sensitive than usual. He could feel you clench hard around his cock, but kept a steady rhythm, slightly ignoring your cries of pleasure getting louder and louder each second passing by.

"You're so fucking tight," he grunted before smacking your ass, the pleasure making you lurch forward in a yelp.

You looked so pretty on top of him, face scrunched in pleasure as your boobs bounced beautifully right in his face, your hands desperately trying to hold onto something as you couldn’t stop whispering his rank, which turned him on and fuelled his ego to the max.

He pulled you down by the back of your neck in a kiss, muting both of your moans and whines of pleasure as his dick was deliciously grazing against your tight walls, hitting the right spots at each thrust.

“Oh god, I’m cumming, fuck, Officer, shit, shit, shit, just like that! Shit!” you yelled as you collapsed on top of him because of the intensity of your orgasm, thighs shaking as he was still sharply thrusting his cock inside your core, helping you ride your high as you cried and shook in overstimulation.

Repeatedly clenching hard around him, your actions brought him right in front of his orgasm, low moans increasing in volume as he was so close to reaching his high.

“A-ah, fuck darling, get off!” he grunted as you collapsed on the seat next to him, just in time to let his seeds spurt out and land on your stomach in a chain of low grunts of your name, his fist pumping his shaft to empty himself fully on your body.

As you were catching your breath, head resting against the inner part of the door, the young officer softly smiled at you in post-coital bliss, bending himself to come and kiss your knees up to your inner thigh, his tongue giving a few licks to your slit as your thighs started trembling in overstimulation.

“I can’t let your juices stain the seats, even if I really want to,” he smirked as his tongue ran over his lips, tasting bits of yourself.

He got out a pack of tissues from the front seat and gently cleaned up his cum off your body, an apologetic look on his face as he didn’t have anything softer to remove his mess from your body.

You thanked him anyway and you both started to get dressed again, closing your blazer fully as your blouse was ruined. As you were about to reach for your panties, the officer was quick to catch them and shove them in his pants pocket.

“Those are coming home with me,” he smirked, and you rolled your eyes, tugging your pencil skirt down to hide your clammy core with a scoff. “You perv. You better buy me another pair, then. And another blouse,” you said as he fumbled with something behind his neck. "You really never learn. Calling me a perv is insulting behaviour towards an officer and could get you arrested and fined, you know that?" he opened your palm with a smirk and dropped something metallic inside, only to find his military necklace with his name engraved on it.

Eric Sohn.

“I know," your voice trailed as your eyes lingered on his torso as he was buttoning his shirt up, your arrogance making him shake his head. "So I’ll see you around?” you questioned with a smile and Eric was quick to kiss your neck as an answer, licking and sucking on the sweaty skin to tease you more. “If you’re free, we can go on a lunch date on Friday afternoon. Hopefully, you’ll be a good girl in the meantime,” he chuckled, and you pressed your lips on his, tongues dancing together. “I can’t promise you anything Officer, but I’ll try my best.”

Liar.

You exited the car like it was a normal thing and went back to yours, still in a trance and a bit of shock at what just happened.

One thing that you were sure of was that you were going to take your Friday afternoon off, no matter what your manager had to say.

Because with the teasing look Eric gave you, what you’ve just experienced was the starter.

[seugkwa]

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[jakeyjbae]

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ERIC ON ZENERATION - ENCORE (230112)

[stealanity]

[ sohn eric ] ꕤ birthday present(s)

word count : 1,033 genre : best friend to lovers, very cheesy

« happy birthday. » he said playfully, a rainbow of good cheer in the timbre of his voice. you watched him tenderly, your eyes sparkling in the sunlight streaming through the large windows of your now completely deserted school corridor. eric reached into his pocket and flicked his tongue lightly, trapping it between lips glistening with lip balm. after a good five seconds of concentration, a medallion appeared in front of your face : squinting at the pendant hanging from the end of the chain, it suddenly seemed strangely familiar. opening your eyes wide as you realized what it was all about, you turned your gaze to your best friend's neck, noting that it was now bare of all jewels.

opening your mouth to speak, you were cut off by the devastating smile hanging over his mouth. you have to admit that your mind is currently occupied with a single thought : see by yourself if his lip balm actually tastes of passion fruit. but you looked away again, your eyes gazing into the beauty of his for a few seconds, and you had to fight with all your might not to melt like ice in the sun. « may i..? » he asked you, so sweetly that your heart flustered, his eyes juggling between yours and your neck. stretching your lips into a shy smile, you nodded slightly, holding your hair up so as not to interfere with his actions.

eric leaned gently towards you, his hands grazing the sensitive skin of your neck. his face was so close, you could feel his warm breath caressed the hollow of your neck as he tried to hook the jewel around it, in a precise and delicate manner so as not to risk pinching you with the clasp. under normal circumstances, he wouldn't have had any trouble hanging the collar ( he could do it around his neck with his eyes closed and mind half asleep ) but he couldn't help it with you : you were distracting him. your breath crashing against his ear, the smell of your shampoo tickling his nose, your bare shoulder so close to his lips. he was so fond of you, he couldn't help but find every little detail baffling. after a few seconds, when he finally succeeded, he moved away from you again, admiring his work with victorious eyes.

you looked so beautiful in the late afternoon sun. eric couldn't help but admire you : your always sincere gaze and the twinkle in your eyes drove him crazy. but the one thing he didn't allow himself to think about was your lips. those who always looked so, so kissable. in all honesty, he longed to kiss you, to call you his, to hold your hand proudly, in a way that's different from that of simple best friends. eric had been thinking about you day and night for years now, the young man no longer doubted his more than friendly feelings towards you — but confessing them to you was a lot harder than he thought.

diverting your eyes from his, you brought your fingers to the jewel, fiddling with it as if it were the most precious jewel on earth — was what it really meant to you. stretching your lips into a radiant smile, you gazed at it for a long moment before speaking, « thank you eric, i'll cherish it to the end of the world. »

eric couldn't stop his heart from missing a beat, his puppy dog eyes can't look away from your flawless face. he didn't know what was happening to him, but he knew he had no control over what he did next : in the madness of the moment, with a surge of adrenalin coursing through his muscles, a step forward and the taste of his lip balm spread to yours. on the spot, surprise took over your body, your eyes becoming as round as marbles, and your arms flailing along your chest, not knowing how to react. but the warmth of his lips, similar to that of a summer sun, helped your body relax — and in less time than it takes to say it, your hands found themselves clutching his cheeks, holding his face close to yours.

it was warm, soft, a little clumsy : just as you'd imagined. the sensations were just like in the books : the tingling in the fingertips, the fluttering in the stomach, and the heart racing like never before. who would have thought that a single person could cause so much trouble with a simple kiss? you were so lucky that he was a good kisser — and this simple thought made you smile against his lips, causing the principal concerned to unhook himself from you slowly, his eyes planting themselves in yours directly afterwards. under a rambling gaze, you could see a slight pinkish tinge embrace the apple of his cheek, betraying the shyness that took hold of his features.

« you should lend me your lip balm. » you suggested, a crystalline laugh escaping from eric's mouth just afterwards. the pretty boy nodded, his hands taking hold of your hips to move you slightly, pinning you between the wall behind you and his own warm body. « i could put it on you myself. » he replied, a little too sure of himself for you, his words underscored by a wry smile that brought a pleasant warmth to your belly. raising an eyebrow, you tilt your face slightly to the side, your pupils juggling from his eyes to his lips in the blink of an eye, « ah yea? » you had time to say, your words suddenly cut off by a pair of lips mingling with yours once again. so, so warm, you thought, your arms reaching around his neck a few seconds later to prevent him from escaping.

you don't remember how long you kissed before being chased away by a teacher, but you knew for sure, in your mad rush, under the radiant sun of this beautiful day, his hand clinging firmly to yours, and his bright laughter lulling your mind, eric's love was the best birthday present ever.

[blodhunden]

I have an issue.... and a type.

[flurrys-creativity]

Imponderable

Imponderable (n.) - something that is impossible to judge or calculate exactly

Pairing: Sohn Eric (The Boyz) x GN!Reader (with a surname); Genre: angst, fantasy, crime, implied smut, hybrid au, detective au, villain au, strangers to lovers; Rating: NSFW, 21+, MDNI; Warnings: oh boi, where do I begin... abductions, crime fighting, mentions of neglect, malnourishment, bruises, wounds, blood, death, graphic descriptions of torture, humiliation, smuggling, auctioning hybrids, more graphic descriptions of torture, nudity, more death, kissing, making out, hinting towards riding... and hopefully that's it.. if I missed smth please let me know; Wordcount: 13.718

Summary: In the case of increasing hybrid abductions your unit was stuck until you received a distressed call by another hybrid. At that moment everything spiraled out of your control and nothing seemed to be what it was.

Collab: YOTV: Year of The Snake by @sanjoongie

A/N: I know this is quite the long fic... and I honestly struggled a lot writing it, only being able to make significant progress the past few days... so I truly hope to get some feedback on this.

“There’s been an increase of hybrid abduction in the past few weeks”, the leading commander of the task unit announced loudly, his voice carrying the heaviness of the situation.

Everyone inside the room stared with serious expressions at the presentation, the graphic showing the spike of abductions.

“There have been leads those are connected to a large hybrid smuggling ring. While we stopped a few transports, we still need to find the head of the organisation. So take all the leads we have and find that godforsaken bastard. That’s all for today! Dismissed!” The commander waved with his hand, watching how his subordinates left the room.

You stared at the pictures in your open folder with a crease between your brows. The unit had known about the abductions and the smuggling ring for a while now but nothing seemed to work. Every lead you received was too late. Every time you arrived at the scene only remnants of the ring were left. Scattered clothes, dead and heavily malnourished hybrids that didn’t make it. 

A shiver ran down your spine. You knew too well what they had gone through. Sometimes you considered the found bodies to be the lucky ones. Their suffering and fear had finally ended, while the remaining ones still had to deal with torture and more unfathomable things and survivors were plagued with trauma, nightmares and anxiety.

“Detective Lin.”

You looked up, snapping out of your thoughts when you heard the voice of your superior. “I’m sorry, sir.”

He sighed deeply and rubbed over his tired looking face. Over the few years you had worked under this unit, he had aged immensely. His once dark brown hair had now streaks of grey in them, his sun kissed face had deep lines all over it and his eyes - once full of life - seemed to dread every second of his existence. “Are you alright?”

You blinked a few times before a soft smile appeared on your lips. “Still the dad of the unit”, you snickered and shook your head playfully. “I’m alright, sir. You should take more care about yourself, if I may say so.”

The commander laughed dryly, knowing full well you were right. “Not until I know everyone in this community is where they belong.”

Now you were the one to sigh. “This unit needs you. Don’t overwork yourself.”

“I could tell you to do the same.” The commander tilted his head as he stared at you with a playful twinkle in his eyes. “I know this case is getting to you on a personal level. If I could I would remove you from this case but we need your senses to have at least a small break-through.”

You grabbed the pages and neatly stacked them inside the folder again before you stood up, your expression tense from anger. “I would ignore your command and work on it either way. I don’t need your permission to help my kind.”

He stood up as well and rounded the corner of the table, joining your side as you two made your way to leave the meeting room. “I know, I know. That’s the only reason you’re still on it. You’d go rogue otherwise and put yourself and probably others in danger.”

You relaxed again, turning your head with a bright grin. “You know me too well.”

He laughed in amused defeat and patted your shoulder, as if he was telling you to stay in line and not do something reckless. With that he left for his work space and you followed his back with your eyes until he was out of your sight.

You made your way to your own desk, nodding at your colleagues who you passed. Technically this was the last meeting for today and you were free to leave. Yet you, and most other colleagues too, decided to stay after hours working on the case. Once you reached your desk, you placed the folder on the surface and sat down on your spinning chair. 

“Time to find a new lead.” You sighed deeply and started the computer, quickly typing away on your keyboard. Your eyes flitted across the screen, the pictures and headlines of articles reflecting in your eyes.

At one point your thoughts drifted away from the case and got mixed with your own memories:

You shivered from the cold, having sat down in the farthest corner of the cage. You had wrapped your arms around your legs, which were pulled against your chest, trying to preserve any warmth left. The thin clothes on your body hung loose and were mostly torn to shreds as well.

Your skin was covered in bruises and scars, some better healed than others. You received at least half of them during the rough transport. They had picked you up and thrown you into a transporter with no isolation nor security. After they reached their destination, they dragged you out and threw you in this cage in the basement. 

While you stayed there one man came down every morning and threw some moldy bread and stale water in a bottle towards you. When he wanted to get the empty bottle back, he used an electric stick to keep you in one corner of the cage while coming inside.

Sometimes that man enjoyed your yelps of pain when he electrocuted you just for his own enjoyment. 

You were nothing but a child back then. You barely understood what happened around you or why they even kept you in a cage. 

You snapped out of your thoughts again, staring at your screen with distant eyes for a moment longer. Even though years had passed since that incident, the memories felt like it only happened a few days ago. You rubbed over your arm, the phantom pain of your bruises haunting your body. 

It had been a miracle back then that you were found by authorities before anything worse could have happened to you. Even now you struggled to believe there was a fate worse than what you had experienced. 

Only the pictures in your folder told you differently.  

With one last glance at the pictures on your computer screen you decided to leave it for the day. You closed all the files and turned the pc off, cleaning your desk afterwards. 

Right as you were about to turn off the little lamp on your desk, the red light of your telephone started blinking. 

Your hand halted mid air as you stared at the light of the phone station. You had the sound turned off since the ringing hurt your sensitive ears. Instead the light would blink whenever you got a call. Which rarely happened. And never after working hours.

“Detective Lin?” You said questioningly into the receiver after picking up the phone. 

“Thank goodness, you’re still there”, someone on the other side of the line breathed in relief. “Can you come to the emergency call centre on the first floor? We got a situation that could use your help.”

You didn’t ask what situation it could have been. The second you heard they wanted you at the emergency call centre, you already had grabbed all your belongings. “I’ll be there in three.” 

With that you slammed the phone back on its station and rushed away from your workplace. Instead of using the elevator from the fourth floor, you pushed through the doors of the staircase. 

Your steps steadily echoed through the air with every step you took. It was rare for your colleagues to ask for your help. While all of you were equals and worked for the same cause, they kept their distance from you. Simply because you were a hybrid and your hardened scales that covered parts of your skin seemed to freak a lot of people out. 

Or they thought of you as something dangerous. It was well known that hybrids tended to be stronger than humans - even if they were the weakest kind of hybrid like a hamster or a mouse. You yourself weren’t considered a dangerous species as well. Just a very desired one on the black market, same as your animal counterpart. 

The pangolin was probably the most traded animal on the black market. Their scales of hardened keratin were supposed to have some special healing abilities in several ancient medicinal practices. Some rich assholes even liked to have them as pets since they looked rather adorable despite their large claws.

The biggest difference to your animal counterpart was the fact you as a hybrid were able to regrow lost scales like normal strands of hairs. A fact that made you as a hybrid way more valuable than the animal itself.

You skipped the last step and jumped to the ground, running to the door towards the first floor. You rushed along the hallway and pushed through the last door without knocking, finally reaching the emergency call centre.

“Over here”, someone called out.

You quickly followed their voice and hurried over to them, only stopping right behind their chair. With a short glance at the screen, you saw they had an ongoing call. You furrowed your brows, wondering why you were called now.

“I don’t have much. He seemed frightened and confused but he confirmed being a hybrid. I thought maybe you could get through to him.” The operator explained to you shortly, getting up and offering you their chair.

You nodded hesitantly and sat down, grabbing the headset and putting it on. “Hello?” You heard rapid breathing but nothing else. “If you’re not able to speak right now, please tap the phone twice.” You waited for any sound but except for the rapid breathing there was nothing else. 

“My name is detective Lin and I’m here to help you, okay? I heard from my colleague that you’re a hybrid? I’m one myself, can you tell me what kind of hybrid you are?” You tried to sound as reassuring and kind as possible, wishing to calm the hybrid as much as possible so they would answer you.

“Eric.” His voice sounded hoarse as if he hadn't had something to drink for a while now.

“Eric? That’s your name? Okay Eric, can you tell me where you are?” You pressed gently, needing the information so you could actually help him.

“At a gas station. I don’t know where exactly. I’m hiding in the forest nearby.” His breathing had slowed down considerably, though he still only spoke in a whisper.

You turned to your colleague and mouthed to them that they should track the phone call, hoping to get the exact location that way.

“Alright, can you tell me what happened? Why are you hiding?”

His breathing hitched momentarily and if you hadn’t your sensitive hybrid hearing you probably would have missed it. “They kidnapped a hybrid. They grabbed them inside the toilet rooms of the gas station and dragged them away to a transporter. I’m hiding so they won’t get me too.”

“Are they still there?”

“I don’t know, maybe.” He whimpered softly, making your heart ache.

You knew what kind of terror he must be experiencing right now. At that moment your colleague placed a sticky note with the address in front of you, silently telling you they had sent a police car to check the situation.

“Hey, there are some colleagues on their way to your location. Do you think you can hold on until then?”

“Are they hybrids too?”

You sighed softly and shook your head: “No, probably not. Most hybrids aren’t in the active field, so I’m afraid the two will be humans.”

“Can’t you come?”

“Me?” 

Your eyes widened in surprise at the request. For a moment you were too stunned to speak and simply turned to the operator with a questioning look in your gaze. 

They nodded and waved one of the technicians over to you. With a few adjustments on your phone, which they had asked for quietly, they transferred the emergency call to your mobile phone. That way you were able to keep in contact with Eric while you made your way to the location.

“Alright, I’m on my way.” You replaced the headset with your phone, relieved you heard his breathing and whimpers. With a short gesture of your hand you bid your goodbye and left for your car. On your way down to the garage you also texted your commander, informing him of the situation.

During the ride to the gas station you kept Eric talking, needing the reassurance he was still with you. For some reason you feared the smugglers were still around and would get him before you could reach him.

Though when you reached the remote gas station you only saw the car of your colleagues parked to the side. You parked beside them and got out of the car, looking around with narrowed eyes. 

You colleagues just exited the gas station, heading towards the toilets at the back. You hurried towards them, joining them with a short nod. 

Technically you were there to get Eric and make sure he was alright, but you remembered what he told you about another hybrid being kidnapped on the toilets. You had to see the crime scene, you needed to make your own picture of it, hoping to see a clue or connection to the other cases.

“Hey Eric? I’m here now. I’ll just check the toilets before I’m going to look for you, yeah? My colleagues are with me in case something happens. But don’t you worry, okay?”

He didn’t answer you this time. You only heard some rustling and the sound of his breathing. Therefore you focused on your surroundings for a moment.

As your colleagues opened the doors, you immediately wrinkled your nose in disgust. The smell of urine and other unspeakable liquids invaded your nostrils against your will. You quickly raised your hand and pressed the sleeve of your jacket against your mouth and nose. Even though every fibre of your body was against it, you stepped inside the toilets and looked around. Trash and used paper towels littered the ground, the walls and doors to the toilets were covered in stickers and tags. 

You made a face, knowing there was no way of finding any kind of useful forensic evidence. There was simply too much of everything around. “Guess that won’t do”, you sighed as you turned around your own axis. 

You came to a halt when you noticed someone standing in the entrance. At the same time the connection of the phone call ended with a click. Confused, you turned to look at your phone in your hand and then back up at the person. 

The colleagues, who had checked the stalls just now, came back out and were about to shoo him away, when you stopped them with one word. 

The person had stepped back, as if he was afraid of your colleagues. He held a phone in his hand and his eyes flitted back to your form.

You tilted your head and dropped your hand as you took one step closer towards him. “Eric?” Even though his sweet honey scent barely managed to overpower the gross smell surrounding you, you picked up the hybrid in the air.

He nodded slowly, staring at you with his mouth slightly agape. Eric moved further into the room, rounding you slowly. 

Your colleagues told you they’d leave again since there was no sign of a crime. You nodded, barely paying them any attention anymore. Something about Eric pulled you in and you couldn’t avoid your eyes for even a moment. 

“Detective Lin”, he breathed out, his eyes roaming over your form. He reached the mirror and leaned against the wall, tilting his head in wonder. 

You nearly missed how he wiped something away from the mirror and froze the second you realised what he did. “Wait!” You leaped forward and pushed him aside, staring at the remnants of some letters. “What was that?” You turned your head to look at him, demanding an answer.

“What was what?” 

“Don’t play around! You just wiped over this message! What was written on the mirror?” You hit the sink with your hands and turned around fully, glaring at the other hybrid with annoyance.

His eyes widened in surprise. “I did? Shoot, I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to wipe something away. Do you think that’s from the smugglers?”

You crossed your arms over your chest. Something about him rang your alarm bells inside your head, yet you couldn’t pinpoint what exactly it was. Still, you decided to keep your guard up. You sighed deeply, reminding yourself of the disgusting smell surrounding you. “Let us go outside, please.”

Eric nodded and stepped outside, holding the door open for you. 

“How come you don’t seem as scared as you sounded on the phone?”

He stopped at the edge of the parking lot, contemplating your question for a moment. After a while he shrugged with his shoulders, slowly turning towards you. His eyes implored yours when he said: “I guess, I just feel safe with another hybrid around. Especially a hybrid detective.”

You snorted and shook your head, avoiding looking him in the eyes. You felt the heat creep up your neck and onto your cheeks. Before he could notice something, you turned around and brushed your hair out of your face, keeping your hand on the top of your head. “Alright, let us go somewhere to eat something and then you can tell me what you saw.” You motioned for Eric to get inside of your car and shortly followed after him.

The ride itself almost felt stuffed, despite the air conditioner running on full power. Neither of you said anything, and while you tried focusing on the road you couldn't ignore his presence at all. 

Your instincts told you something wasn't adding up but you had absolutely no evidence to know what it was exactly. Additionally your head refused to even consider another hybrid being the reason for all the recent abductions of hybrids.

Though your instincts rarely betrayed you.

The interrogation with Eric over some dull fast food brought no new leads. You had noted down every minuscule detail but when you compared them to the information you already got, nothing added up.

You sat at your desk again and stared at the open files thrown over the surface. The desperation to find something gnawed at your insides and slowly suffocated you. 

Before you could despair completely, the leading commander called for an emergency meeting. Within seconds everyone jumped up and rushed to the meeting room, eager to know what the commander had to say.

“We got a new lead”, he announced as he walked into the room. The few conversations immediately died down. “Someone noticed a suspicious looking truck standing in the parking lot of a school.”

“How is it connected to the abductions”, you asked with a raised eyebrow. Sometimes truckers use parking lots to rest there for a while before continuing their long routes across countries and states. 

The commander nodded shortly, thankful one of his detectives questioned the intel they got. “According to the caller the truck has been standing there for several days now and he claims to have heard voices from inside.”

You nearly jumped up from your seat, ready to bolt and get to that truck in an instant. 

“I need two officers, who are willing to check out the situation. I don’t want to send a whole squad for a possible prank”, he explained with a grim expression, “still everyone, who isn't going, has to stay on standby in case it's real.”

Your arm shot into the air. “I volunteer.”

“I had hoped you'd say that”, the commander chuckled with a soft smile. “I need your keen senses to check this out.” 

When you arrived at the parking lot with one of your colleagues, you hesitated to step out of the car. Your eyes were glued towards the parked truck. You tried to mentally note down every little detail you could see before you’d use your other senses for intel.

The second you stepped out of the car and moved towards the truck, your pulse spiked. Nervousness creeped up your back and had a tight grip on your neck. It controlled your every movement.

Your colleague checked the front cabin, silently motioning to you that it was empty. He gave you a sign to walk around the truck and meet with him at the back again.

You nodded once and cautiously started walking. You moved forward while keeping somewhat close to the ground, checking underneath the truck as well. Though you didn’t notice anything out of the ordinary.

At the back of the truck you stepped several feet away and raised your weapon, pointing it at the closed door. You nodded towards your colleague, who stood at the door and waited for your signal to open it.

He pulled it open with force and immediately got out of your shooting line, backing away as well and pointing his weapon at the open entrance too.

Nothing happened and both of you quickly realised the truck was actually empty. 

You secured your weapon again and walked towards the open doors. Though as soon as you reached the edge of the truck, you held your breath and hurriedly stepped back again. 

“What’s wrong?”

Your colleague looked at you with a raised eyebrow. He took over and walked to the truck, checking the empty inside. 

“It reeks of death”, you told him with your arm pressed over your nose and mouth. Ever so slowly you dared to move closer again. Your eyes wandered over the floor and walls, seeing remnants of blood.

“There are no bodies here though.” Your colleague jumped on the platform and walked into the area. Even he wrinkled his nose in disgust, but you were sure he only smelled the stench of blood and maybe a mixture of excrements in there as well. “Are you sure someone died inside of this?”

You shook your head. “I don’t think someone actually died. But those, who were trapped in here, were on the verge of death before they got out.” You hesitantly took one more whiff and stepped back again. “I smell several hybrid breeds, though the scent is faint and I can’t pinpoint what kind they were nor how many.” Your throat suddenly closed up, the urge to throw up overwhelming you. Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes as you fought against the tension inside of you.

Still, you had to run a few metres away from the truck so you could pull your arm away and greedily suck in fresh air through your mouth and nose. Your chest still constricted for several minutes, urging you to throw up but you pulled through.

With a large distance you walked back around the truck to the front, deciding to investigate the driver cabin. To your surprise it wasn’t locked and you easily pulled open the door. You smelled sweat, old fast food and something that made your skin crawl.

You climbed up the steps and looked over the seats, noticing a memo pad next to the driver’s seat. You leaned over, noticing his sweet honey scent even stronger now. Your thoughts raced inside your head, questioning why you smelled Eric’s scent inside this truck. Most importantly you were sure he wasn’t hurt but that would make only one other option the possible outcome - and you still didn’t want to believe he could be part of the smuggling.

You grabbed the memo pad and the pencil next to it, gently scribbling over the surface and revealing a message.

“Abandoned opera out of town, auction starts 11pm”

At the bottom of the note you even saw a date and your jaw clenched. Almost automatically you pulled out your phone and dialed the number of the commander.

You told him about the message and the bloodied back of the truck, but you kept secret about having smelled Eric. The commander promised to send an investigation team and that you should return the second they took over. In the meantime he would prepare for another emergency meeting.

You shortly updated your colleague about the situation, before you walked back to the car and sat down on the passenger seat again. You kept the door open and stared out into the distance, deep in thought.

To be honest with yourself, you liked Eric. When you spent time with him at the fast food restaurant, he definitely made an impression. He was funny, kind, a little bit silly but still incredibly charming. You would lie if you said you didn’t have fun spending time with him. You would also lie to yourself and anyone else, if you said you hadn’t thought of texting him at all since then.

Your fingertips twitched, the idea of simply messaging him now twirling around in your mind. You watched your hands move around as if they didn’t belong to your body, seeing how they turned on your phone and dialed the number you somehow had memorised already. Your thumb hovered above the call button and before you knew it, you had pressed it.

It only rang once before you heard his distant voice from the speaker. You ever so slowly raised your hand with the phone to your ear, hearing him call out again.

“Hello?”

“Eric?”

Silence. For a moment you heard nothing but his breathing and your own loud heartbeat. 

“I was wondering when you’d call me, Detective Lin.”

A small grin tugged at the corners of your lips upon hearing his cheeky statement. “So you missed being interrogated already?” Somehow flirting came naturally to you when you talked with him. You leaned against the seat and pulled your legs up to the edge of the car. “Why did you wait for my call though?”

Eric laughed and you could picture him shaking his head. “Didn’t your boss tell you I was the one calling because of the truck?”

Almost instantly you sat up straight again, barely missing bumping your head on the roof of the car. “What?”

His laugh stopped and his tone suddenly became serious. “I pass that parking lot every day on my way to work. I thought it was suspicious, that’s why I called.”

You stepped out of the car again, turning around your own axis. For some reason you felt being watched all of a sudden and you couldn’t shake that feeling off. “I haven’t said a word about the truck”, you whispered, unconsciously holding your breath right after.

“Isn’t that the reason you called?” Eric kept quiet for a few heartbeats. “That would have been the only logical connection in my book, unless-”

“Unless?” You exhaled shakily, somehow fearing what other conclusion he came up with.

“Unless you want a second date.”

You snorted in disbelief, shaking your head as you started to relax again. “That wasn’t a date back then.”

“So you’re asking me on a first date.”

“I’m not”, you laughed, hearing him snicker cheekily as well. 

“It was worth a try”, he told you after a while, almost sounding woefully. His tone quickly switched with his next question. “Anyway, why’d you call then?”

You weren’t able to dwell on the change as the investigation team arrived at the parking lot. “To be honest, you already answered the question I had. I gotta go back to work, talk to you soon.”

You cut the call and concentrated on your job again, making sure the team was aware of the things you had noticed before you and your colleague drove back to the headquarters.

The second the two of you stepped out of the elevators at headquarters you got ushered to the second emergency meeting that day.

The meeting dragged on for hours and you felt how your energy and motivation level sunk lower and lower. 

All of you knew what had to be done but for some reason some of your colleagues were opposed to the idea - including your commander. 

“Can we stop talking around the issue at hand?” You groaned and dragged one hand over your face before you straightened yourself again. “I will go undercover on the side of a hybrid and while I know it will be dangerous, I won’t be alone with some of you going undercover as buyers. And if push comes to shove, I trust you will save me.”

They shared a few glances with each other before your commander sighed in defeat. “Fine, but the second something doesn’t go according to plan you’ll get pulled out there.”

You bowed to him. “Understood.” 

He still didn’t seem convinced but instead of voicing his concerns he continued with the meeting, going over every minute detail for the new undercover mission.

A few days after the emergency meeting you walked through the town at night. The commander had pointed out an area with the highest abduction rate and you strolled around that place in hopes of getting caught.

While you had to pretend of being unaware of your surroundings, you couldn’t help but notice the eerie silence around the street. Most of the lanterns weren’t lit and the few that shared some light, casted distorted shadows along the ground and walls.

You nearly jumped when your phone suddenly rang. You looked at the caller ID, immediately recognising the number. For a moment longer you stared at your display before accepting the call and raising the phone to your ear. “Eric?”

“Get out of there! Now!”

You stopped, rooted to the ground. “What?” Your thoughts tumbled over each other and you struggled to form anything coherent. 

“I told you to get out of there immediately!”

Ever so slowly you turned around, looking behind you and to every dark corner of the street. “How do you know where I am?” A shiver ran down your spine.

“That’s beside the point! I need you to run now!” Eric frantically yelled into his phone.

His panic swept over to you and you felt your heartbeat increasing as adrenalin got pumped through your veins. Your body automatically prepared for whatever was coming, even before you knew what it was.

“Eric, I’m not leaving”, you tried your best to sound as nonchalant as possible. “I’m on a mission here.”

“For the love of everything that is dear to me”, he whispered exasperated, “this is not a joke, Detective Lin. You have to run! NOW!”

Right as his command ended, screeching tires stopped right next to you on the street. You barely managed to turn your head before you saw how the sliding door of a dark grey transporter opened and two bulky men jumped out. 

You stared at them with wide eyes, frozen to the spot. Old memories flashed before your eyes as they grabbed your upper arms. 

One of them snatched the phone out of your hand, grinning evilly as he slammed it to the ground, silencing Eric’s calls in the process, and stepping on it to destroy it completely.

They pulled you into the transporter like you were nothing but a ragdoll. You got thrown in the back, groaning from the pain and knowing your skin would bruise from that alone.

The men closed the doors behind them and told the driver to take off before they turned back to look at you.

“This looks like a feisty one”, the taller one said with the same evil grin on his lips.

“Whatever, we’re not testing”, the other cut in with a stern look in his eyes, “deal with this quickly.”

You barely even comprehend what he meant by that, before the taller one got closer and knocked you out with one punch to your jaw. 

You woke up with a splitting headache and a dull throbbing of your jaw. A quiet groan escaped your lips while your eyelids fluttered open. 

Even though there was only spare and dim lighting, you noticed the metal bars around you. Despite being awake now, you stayed in your position and assessed your surroundings.

You heard hectic bustling further down the hall, quiet sniffles, clattering teeth and shallow breaths closer to you. Ever so slowly you pushed yourself up, noticing you were barely able to sit properly in the small cage you were in. Carefully, you turned around, taking everything in, that you could make out in the dim light.

There were dozens of cages in various sizes lined up around you. Most of them were occupied with other hybrids - all of them in bad shape. The smaller ones looked severely beaten up while the bigger ones were heavily malnourished and all of them appeared to have broken spirits.

You scooted to the side of your cage, leaning against the cold metal bars. “Hey”, you whispered silently, catching the attention of a deer hybrid next to you. “Do you know where we are?”

They looked at you with utter horror, shaking their head violently and refusing to give you any sort of verbal answer.

“If I were you, kid, I wouldn’t talk so much.”

You turned and saw a feline hybrid sitting in the cage across from you. “Why?” You crawled closer to the male, curious about his intel. 

He scoffed mirthlessly before he came closer himself, emerging from the shadows and showing his scar littered body.

You gasped and stared at him with wide eyes. “Did they do this to you?”

“That’s what happens when you defy humans.” His voice was laced with regret and his dark, sad eyes finally met yours. “There’s only one last hope, most of us cling to that now.”

“The police saving you?” You asked, knowing your colleagues would be at the auction. Though you didn’t want to crush his hope, fully aware the police didn’t have enough money to bid on every hybrid and while they could raid the place, your commander decided they would only do so if the head of the organisation would show their face at the event. Even if they would raid the opera there was no guarantee they would catch everyone and free every hybrid.

The hybrid in front of you laughed dryly. “As if the police ever cared about us hybrids.” He spat on the ground, showing you clearly how much he hated them. “I’m talking about TBZ.” He leaned back again, hiding his face in the shadows once more. A soft chuckle escaped his lungs. “Though it will be quite hard for hybrids to join the auction as buyers.”

You tilted your head in confusion. “What do you mean? Who are TBZ?”

Before he could answer a loud metal clang made you jump in surprise and let all the other hybrids cower in fear. “Shut your mouth, dirty scum”, a human with an electric stick shouted, glaring at you and the tiger hybrid.

He crouched down and turned to the tiger, tapping the metal cage with the stick. “I would have thought you had learned your lesson, Mr. New. Guess, I was wrong.” He pressed the button on his electric stick, letting little white lights spark the metal of the cage and jolting the tiger hybrid.

“Stop it!” You called out, reaching your hand through the metal bars in a fruitless attempt to stop the human. “I said, STOP IT!”

This time the human looked over his shoulder, still pressing the button and electrocuting the tiger. He raised an eyebrow as his eyes wandered over your form. “Who do we have here”, he mused with a sick grin on his face, finally turning around completely and letting off of the hybrid. “Did our royalty finally decide to wake up from their deep slumber?”

You gritted your teeth but did everything to keep your face neutral and emotionless.

He laughed out loud, his eyes crazed as he waddled over to you in his crouched position. “You are a feisty one! So Tango and Whiskey were right! Oh, it will be such a joy to break you like all the others.” Without even blinking he tapped the electric stick against your cage and pressed the button.

The pain immediately surged through your body, your muscles tensing uncontrollably from it. Yet, you didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of making a sound.

When he turned off the stick, you slumped down to the ground, unable to move. “I know it’s just a short time between us two but it will mean so much more”, he giggled and turned the stick on again. He watched you flap on the ground like a fish out of water, waiting with bated breath for you to make a sound. “Oh, darling, I will make you scream sooner rather than later.”

“Delta! Stop torturing the beasts and help us prepare the fucking auction!”

The man with the codename Delta turned off the electric stick with a loud whine - as if his parents just told him to do laundry instead of playing his video game. Still, he turned to you one more time, pressing his face between two metal bars. “We’re seeing each other again in no time, darling.”

“DELTA! Don’t make me come back there!”

Delta stood up with an annoyed growl. “I’m fucking coming already, Charlie. Get off my dick, man.” With that he left and moved back to the front of the hall.

“Are you alright, kid?” The tiger hybrid whispered in the lowest voice he could muster. 

“I had worse”, you simply told him, turning your head and giving him a half assed smile. While your statement technically wasn’t a lie, this was a first and you already knew should you experience being electrocuted again you’d rather wish to die.

“That was quite brave of you, kid. And incredibly stupid.”

“Weird form of saying ‘thank you’, Mr. New.” 

“Call me Chan-hee”, he told you, hesitating momentarily, “and thank you.”

You introduced yourself as well, still lying on the ground. You used the moment of peace to mull over the intel you got from this short and painful interaction. 

Those jerks used the NATO phonetic alphabet for their code names and with Delta following the orders of a man called Charlie, you assumed each name had a specific rank to them as well. Therefore the guys kidnapping you must have been quite low in rank, while Charlie and Delta should be in the third and fourth position of the ranking. That would mean there were only three more above them in rank and the one at the top must be called Alpha.

You startled awake again from the loud sound of metal scratching over concrete. With a groan you pushed yourself up, groggily realising you must have passed out while lying on the floor.

“Wakey, wakey you bastards! It’s time to shine! The auction begins in a few hours!” Delta stopped next to your cage again. “Look, who is awake again”, he lowered his voice to speak with you, grinning like a maniac, “I’ll take especially good care of you, darling.”

You wanted to hurl right this instant but you kept your face passive and forced your body to stay neutral. Whatever that meant, you would endure it. For the sake of the mission, for the sake of the other hybrids, for the sake of your sanity.

The cages got moved to the front of the hall, people pulled the hybrids out of their confinements and dragged them away. Others returned with them, chaining them up along the walls. You noticed how they had a change of clothes and seemed to have bathed in some way.

You silently watched how dozens of hybrids were dragged away and brought back. Meanwhile you stayed in your cage until the very end. Even when the deer hybrid behind you and Chan-hee next to you got dragged away, you got left behind.

Until Delta came up to your cage again. “It’s your time to shine, darling.” He threw a collar into the cage and ordered you to put it on, tapping his electric stick against the bars when you weren’t fast enough. He then grabbed the leash that was attached to the collar, opened the cage and harshly pulled you out. 

You stumbled forward, falling on your knees and hands. The yanking on the leash tightened the collar around your throat, making it hard to breathe.

Delta laughed again. “You wanna go on all four? Like the animal you are? Sure, be my guest!” 

“Pangolins are bipedal”, you grunted and pushed yourself up on your feet. 

“And I couldn’t care less”, he told you, his face only inches from yours, before he moved back and kicked you in your stomach, making you fall to the ground again. “So now, crawl.”

You ignored the humiliation and silently followed him out of the hall. Your knees hurt from the bare concrete floor and you knew, you scraped them already.

Not soon enough you reached something that looked like the showers of a football stadium. Grimy tiles and six shower heads on each side of the room.

“Undress.”

You looked at the man, waiting for him to turn around or at least leave the room. Though the second he pulled on the leash and made you come closer to his face again, telling you the same command through gritted teeth, you knew you had to strip in front of him.

With glares that could kill, you started undressing yourself. You let your clothes drop to the ground where you stood, not even trying to cover your nakedness. You were too damn proud to give in to his humiliation tactics. 

His eyes roamed over your body, a sneer marking his face. He looked at your scale like plates covering your sides, shoulders, upper arms and hips. “You’re an abomination of nature”, he stated after a while. “Disgusting.” Delta then motioned you to go to one of the shower heads, telling you to get clean.

You froze in place, the gasp stuck in your throat when the ice cold water descended on your body. You waited a moment longer, hoping the water would turn warm against all odds. With trembling hands you started scrubbing your body.

Once you were done, you stepped away from the water and back to Delta. You tried to keep your body from shivering with the cold wetness clinging to your skin and hair, staring at the man and waiting for a command.

He threw a moldy smelling towel at you and told you to dry yourself, calling for someone with fresh clothes. Delta watched you intently as you got dressed again, grinning at the outfit he picked for you.

On one hand you were quite surprised how nice the clothes were to the touch. On the other hand you knew better looking merchandise got a higher price. Additionally his choice barely covered the intimate parts of your body, showing the hybrid traits that you owned.

You noticed everyone got clothes that highlighted their traits when Delta brought you back to the others, chaining you up at the very front of the line. “Remember to look pleasantly to the eye when on stage”, he told you with a smirk, zapping you one last time before he got called somewhere else.

Soon enough someone else unchained you again and dragged you towards a heavy curtain. He pushed you into a cage again, this one appearing to be made out of silver with an intricate design. Once the door of the cage got shut, some sort of mechanism pulled you upwards. 

You grabbed the bars to your sides, trying to stabilise yourself from the sudden swaying.

“Ladies and gentlemen, I am pleased to welcome you to a night of wonders and exclusiveness.”

Your attention got pulled to the voice beyond the curtain.

“I’ll guarantee for a show that you’ll remember. The first few options for you to buy are already among us.” The voice laughed and seemingly walked around the stage. “All of our cute little waiters and waitresses can be bought tonight. You’ll recognise them from their maid outfits.”

You made a grimace from just imagining the sick and twisted mind behind that sort of display.

“Obviously that is not all! Tonight we offer you 37 hybrids, ranging from prey to predator, from common to extremely rare. While we won’t bid on this one until the very end, let me introduce you to the highlight of our night!”

With that the curtain opened and the cage moved forward into the bright light. 

You squinted your eyes, slightly turning your head to the side from the brightness alone. You heard the audience murmur and whisper, until the auctioneer told them what breed you were, additionally with your age, weight, height and other measurements. You stared at him in bewilderment, a shiver running down your back at the thought someone must have taken all these while you were unconscious.

The cage lowered slowly and the lights didn’t blind you anymore. Your eyes trailed over the audience. The bright lights on the stage compared to the dim light in the audience made it hard for you to see any details. 

Still, you were able to make out that every person wore a mask that covered at least half of their face. Women fanned themselves with feathered fans, men smoked cigars and all of them chattered joyfully like this was just another charity event.

“Now, let us begin with our first hybrid”, the auctioneer called out, waving his hand for the henchmen bringing the hybrids in.

Again the auctioneer told the audience what they saw in front of them and finished his introduction with the lowest price accepted.

Buyers rapidly raised their number cards, the price jumping higher and higher in steps of one thousand. 

“Sold to the man with the number 24!”

You saw how one of the henchmen hurried over to a man with a silver mask sitting at a table far to the left. They had a short interaction, you assumed a check got signed, before the sold hybrid got dragged towards the man.

Your attention got pulled back to the stage with the next auction. With each new hybrid the starting price got higher and higher. When it was finally Chan-hee’s turn you noticed a change in his behaviour. 

He almost appeared indifferent, confident even on stage. His eyes flitted to the number cards in the air and the corner of his mouth always twitched upwards when certain numbers were called out.

Confused, you turned your attention to the audience again. To your surprise you suddenly realised how the bought hybrids weren’t in the audience anymore, while their buyers still sat at their tables. 

The number 30 with a yellow mask had bought the scared deer hybrid, number 19 with a purple mask bought a dog hybrid, number 2 in white currently grinned mischievously as he battled for the buy with number 82 with a red mask. 

Your eyes flitted around the room. You could have facepalmed yourself upon realising all those numbers had the same kind of mask just in varying colours. You saw someone in a sky blue mask with the number 67, number 16 with a golden mask, also a black mask with the number 39, number 9 in orange and number 11 in blue.

The last one you saw was a man with a pink mask, holding the 22 as their number card. To your surprise he already stared at you, not even interested in the auction of the other hybrids. 

You tilted your head, feeling some sort of pull towards him, as if you should be knowing him.

“The tiger goes to number 82!” The auctioneer cheered, catching your attention again.

You looked at Chan-hee, who barely contained the grin on his face as he got pulled to his new owner. As the next auction began, you decided to focus on Chan-hee and the buyer instead. You narrowed your eyes, seeing how he patted Chan-hee’s shoulder almost like an older brother, hugging him shortly. You also noticed how relaxed Chan-hee appeared and it slowly dawned on you.

“TBZ”, you mumbled, eyes immediately jumping back to the man with the pink mask. Your heartbeat quickened as you realised that all hybrids had been bought by these people so far and you slowly started to wonder who they were.

“It’s finally time for the highlight of the night”, the auctioneer announced and your cage moved again towards the middle of the stage. He repeated your details once more, remembering everyone how rare and valuable you actually were.

The man with the pink mask pushed himself away from the wall he had been leaning against the whole time, moving to the front. Others followed him, wanting a good look at you. 

You barely acknowledged the presence of the others, completely transfixed on him. He tapped his chin with his number card as if he was thinking about something but the simple movement let his sweet honey scent waft over to you. 

A knowing smirk pulled at the corner of his lips when your eyes widened in realisation.

Your mind reeled, questions tumbled over one another as you stared at Eric. Why was he here? Was he part of that group Chan-hee mentioned? Who were they? Were all of them hybrids? Why would they bid on other hybrids? What was their goal? Were they the reason for all the hybrid abductions or are they a whole different group to deal with? What if they were part of this smuggling ring and this whole auction was just a farce. What if this was a setup for the police?

Your attention drifted from Eric as your eyes searched the large crowd. The commander had ordered several masks and showed them to you, so you would recognise your colleagues even in the crowd.

You noticed some of them, seeing how they chatted with other buyers and barely paid you any attention. 

For a second you were relieved to see your colleagues but something didn’t sit right with you. A bad feeling gnawed at your insides, a thought you couldn’t fathom just yet emerging from the back of your mind.

“50.000!” 

Your attention got pulled back to Eric, who just yelled an incredibly large sum and raised his number card. You blinked several times, wondering for a split second if he actually got that much.

“60.000!”

You tensed, hearing the voice of Delta ring through the audience. You glanced at the auctioneer, who only raised an eyebrow questioningly but shrugged it off quickly to entertain the crowd. 

You looked at your colleagues, confused why they weren’t bidding for you. Sure, 60.000 was quite a lot but there were undercover missions that were way more expensive.

“70.000!”

Eric yelled again, his jaw tense as he glared towards Delta. 

“80.000.”

You looked at the man, seeing a lazy grin on his lips. He wasn’t concerned in the least, as if he was certain he’d win this battle.

“One million!”

Once again you checked for your colleagues and your mind raced all over again. Why wouldn’t they be bidding for you? Was there an order they followed that you hadn’t received yet? You tried to reason, mulling over every possibility there was. You glanced towards Delta. What if the commander hoped Delta would bring you to the head of this organisation?

In that case Eric would ruin the plan if he won the auction. You looked at Eric with worry in your eyes, seeing how determined he was to buy you.

“Five million”, Delta said, rolling his shoulders and twisting his neck. “I can do this the whole night, boy. Give up now before you seem too desperate.”

“Ten million.” He hissed through gritted teeth. Fear pooled in Eric’s eyes, seeing how Delta didn’t even flinch at that offer. He turned to look at you and you saw how he desperately tried to come up with something.

“I’ll be fine”, you mouthed at him, trusting the police had a superior plan in mind.

“Fifty million.” Delta waited a second before he called out again. “Wait, let me double that offer, one hundred million.” He leaned forward, silently challenging Eric to make a better offer.

Eric visibly deflated, shaking his head in defeat. 

The voice of the auctioneer rang in your ears like a gunshot, telling the crowd Delta won and bought you for one hundred million. 

You wished you could have talked to Eric for a moment but your cage got pulled behind the stage again. The curtain closed before your eyes, drowning you in darkness again. 

When they opened for a split second and light pooled over your cage, your heart jumped with hope Eric had decided to barge through. Though your hope immediately got crushed when you realised it was Delta, who walked towards you now.

He threw that same collar at you and waited for you to put it on. “Did you hope that loser in pink would buy you?” He sneered as he pulled you out of the cage. “That guy never stood a chance. I told you we would see more of each other. After all, I still have to break you, darling. And until then you’re my little play toy.”

You silently followed him for the sake of the mission, even when everything inside of you screamed at you to run away.

The second you stepped into his car everything became a blur of pain and suffering. Every waking moment you had was filled with Delta ‘playing’ with you.

His interpretation of playing was torture. Some days he chained you against a wall, others he hung you head down for hours. One time he wrapped a plastic bag over your head and gave you a tube to breathe through, before he buried you naked in his garden - cutting off the air supply whenever it pleased him.

The first few days you still had hope nestling inside of you - hope, he would lead you to alpha; hope, the commander or a group of detectives would raid this place and save you. But with each passing hour where nothing happened that hope dwindled like the flame of a candle becoming smaller and smaller as it neared its end.

Delta tried to hurt you as much as possible without killing you, wishing for you to finally scream in agony. He got increasingly frustrated with your lack of reactions, not knowing you had lived through torture once.

He scoffed and shoved your naked body away, watching you stumble backwards until you fell down. Delta stared at you silently before he stood up and flipped the cigarette he had used to burn you into the tiled room and moved to the door. “Alpha told me you were a tough one”, he told you casually, “but I already know how to break you.”

You didn’t even manage to lift your head, simply watching him with your eyes as he walked further away.

“You scream the loudest when I hurt someone else.”

Your heart dropped into your stomach and your eyes widened in panic.

“THAT’S WHAT I WANT TO SEE”, Delta cheered loudly, clapping his hands as he saw the mortified expression on your face. He grabbed his phone and called someone. “Foxtrot, bring the mouse hybrid.”

“No”, you exhaled in a weak attempt to stop him but it was too late already.

Minutes later the door opened again and a woman brought a tiny girl into the room, shoving her inside before she left again without saying a word. 

The mouse hybrid trembled like a leaf in the wind, nervously looking around until her eyes landed on Delta and your bruised form on the ground. 

In an instant Delta shot up and crossed the room with a few steps. He grabbed the mouse hybrid by the throat and lifted her into the air. “The only way you’ll survive is when that abomination over there complies.”

“Let her go”, you croaked out. You tried pushing yourself up but your arms buckled underneath your weight and you dropped back to the ground.

“What was that?” Delta mocked you, knowing full well you wouldn’t be able to speak louder than that since he barely gave you enough liquid to survive.

“Please”, you whispered, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes as you watched the mouse hybrid struggle in his hold, clawing at his grip and silently begging for air. “Please, I’ll do anything. Just let her go.”

Delta huffed in annoyance. “I already took everything you had to offer. Everything except your agonised screams. You know what I want.”

“Please beat me, please. I promise I will scream.” By now you started sobbing. You weakly pulled yourself across the tiled floor, trying to get closer to Delta. When you reached him the mouse hybrid already stopped moving in his hold. You clawed at his pants, begging him to release the girl before it was too late.

With another huff he let go and the mouse hybrid dropped to the floor. She turned to her side and started coughing violently.

Again you tried pushing yourself up, succeeding this time. You gently rubbed the back of the girl, pulling her into a reassuring embrace when she calmed down enough. You cupped her cheeks, whispering to her that you would do everything to protect her.

She smiled at you weakly, nodding and blinking away her tears while you pushed strands of her grey hair out of her face.

Suddenly Delta cupped your hands and snapped her neck. “Her death is on you.”

You saw the light die in her eyes right before she lifelessly dropped to the ground. 

You screamed. 

You cried.

You tried pulling her back into your arms with trembling fingers, screaming even more when she didn’t move or react to anything you did.

Delta just stood in front of you, his expression showing you he just experienced complete and pure bliss. 

“You monster”, you screamed at him, rocking the dead body like a mother would with her child. You sobbed as you caressed her face, silently asking her to forgive you.

You barely acknowledged Delta’s presence and became quieter and quieter. You gave him what he wanted and for nothing, you weren’t able to save that girl.

Delta stepped closer and ripped her body out of your hold, before he kicked you in the stomach - propelling you backwards until you slammed against the wall behind you. 

You couldn’t even recover from the blow. Delta immediately got to you and chained you to the wall. “Don’t even think we’re done here.” With that he stepped back and towards the corpse of the mouse hybrid.

You stared at him with horror, already shaking your head because you didn’t want to believe it. “No”, you breathed out, “you wouldn’t.” You didn’t even hear your own cries and screams as you watched him defile the corpse. You pulled at your restraints, ignoring how the shackles cut into your wrists and drew blood already. 

“You bastard! Monster! Let go of her! I will kill you!”

As your last curse escaped your lips the door got kicked in and several men in colourful masks filed into the room. 

The one with the red mask knocked out Delta and watched him drop to the ground. Another with a golden mask checked the pulse of the mouse hybrid and sadly shook his head. 

Only after the pink mask came into the room and rushed straight towards you, did you recognise it was the same group from the auction. 

Eric unchained you and immediately caught your body as you simply slumped down. “Shit”, he cursed and quickly pulled you against his chest. He grabbed his jacket and wrapped it around you. “I’m sorry it took me so long.”

You inhaled deeply, your eyes fluttering shut as his sweet honey scent engulfed you. “It wasn’t your fault”, you whispered weakly. 

“Let us get out of here.”

You nodded and got on your feet with his help, slowly walking through the room. You stopped when you reached the mouse hybrid and Delta’s unconscious body. You gently tucked on Eric’s shirt. “We need to take them with us.”

The men looked at each other, sharing a silent conversation that you didn’t understand. Only after the one with the red mask sighed and motioned for his comrades to grab these two, did they gather around them.

“Be careful with her”, you asked them before you turned your eyes to Delta. “And just make sure he survives.”

They grinned, some even snickered at your statement. 

You watched how they gently picked up the girl and carried her outside, while two of them each grabbed an arm of Delta and pulled him along, uncaring how he bumped against steps and corners.

You turned to look at Eric. The energy keeping you up slowly died down and you noticed how the edges of your vision darkened. You wanted to warn Eric but all you could manage was a softly whispered ‘sorry’ before you passed out.

When you woke up again you found yourself in a soft bed. You didn’t know how much time passed while you were unconscious but it definitely wasn’t enough since the dull throbbing of pain radiated from each corner of your body.

“You shouldn’t move too much just yet”, the voice of Eric interrupted your thoughts. He walked into the room with a small tray in one of his hands, closing the door quietly behind him. “I’m glad to see you’re awake again.”

“Are you sure? This feels like a dream, seeing you serving me.”

Eric snickered and shook his head. “Good to see nothing has changed either.”

You made a grimace at the thought of what had happened. “On the contrary. Everything has changed”, you mumbled and sat up on the bed, leaning against the headrest. “How long was I out?” You looked around, trying to find a clue of what time or date it was.

Though the room was barely decorated and definitely didn’t have a clock hanging around. Additionally with the drawn curtains you only assumed it was daytime, not knowing for certain.

“A few days”, Eric told you and sat the tray with food on your lap before he sat down on the edge of the bed. “You sustained a lot of wounds, most of them only healed superficially.”

You hummed and nodded in agreement, sensing the throbbing within your body. 

“Q said to give you a few more days and then the pain should be gone.” Eric looked at you, his eyes holding a sadness and pain you couldn’t fathom. “I’m sorry I wasn’t able to protect you.”

This time you shook your head, leaning forward despite the pain increasing, and patted his hand softly. “It wasn’t your fault. I had a mission to fulfil.”

Eric winced at your words. “No mission should require for you to live through torture”, he growled and pulled away from you, standing up and marching from one side of the room to the other and back again. “You could have died in the hand of that monster.”

You bit on your lower lip, secretly knowing he was right but you still didn’t want to admit it to yourself. You grabbed the tray and placed it next to you, slowly getting up and walking over to Eric.

He stopped his pacing, his hand shooting forward to stabilise you and hold you. His eyes roamed over your face, while a storm of emotions and questions plagued his features. “How can you be so calm about this?”

You shrugged with your shoulders. “Not my first rodeo.”

Eric closed his eyes, his face twisting in pain. He gently pulled you even closer to him, engulfing you in a tight hug. 

For a moment you didn’t know what to do, but his sweet scent wrapped around you like a warm blanket and you melted into his touch. You hugged him back, having your arms wrapped around his hips and leaning your face against his collarbone.

At that moment the door opened and you saw Chan-hee walk into the room with another guy. “Oh, did the badger finally find his honey?” He teased, snickering with Chan-hee at his joke.

“My honey?” Eric questioned with knitted eyebrows. He looked from his friends to you and back again, before the realisation dawned on him and he desperately tried to hide his blushing.

You stepped away from Eric, surprised to see Chan-hee again.

“Good to see you again, kid.”

You huffed but smiled nonetheless. “What are you even doing here?” You walked over to him and hugged him shortly, thankful he seemed alright.

“Like I told you. TBZ.”

“Technically you only said their name and nothing else”, you countered with a roll of your eyes. “So would anyone be kind enough to enlighten me? The police force has no record about a group called TBZ.”

“I’m not surprised you didn’t get the records about us, Detective Lin”, Eric half teased and half grunted. “As a hybrid you would have been a danger for their mission to eradicate us.”

You frowned at him and then looked at the other two men, hoping to receive an answer to all your questions.

Eric gently grabbed your elbow and guided you back to the bed, motioning for you to sit down and eat while they would explain all they could to you.

“TBZ is a group of hybrids, fighting for the safety of other hybrids. We started this when we noticed the officials and the police barely did anything against the discrimination we received”, Eric told you with a solemn expression.

“We try to stay under the radar of the police but they have connections everywhere”, the man, whose name you didn’t get explained.

“Even in the smuggling ring.”

You turned to Chan-hee, looking at him for a moment as if you wanted to argue with him but scenes of the auction resurfaced in your mind and you decided to keep silent for now.

“We fight to get all hybrids from the smuggling ring before they leave town and transport them to safety. There are hybrid communities all across the globe and more and more hybrids and sometimes even humans joined our cause. Still, there are too many we cannot save.”

All of you looked down at the blanket, possibly remembering the faces of all the victims you had lost.

“Right now our biggest enemy and issue are the police.”

“But why?” You frowned, shaking your head softly. “We have a special unit that’s solely tasked to track down the smuggling ring and prevent more hybrid abductions.”

“And yet there was an increase in abductions”, Eric growled, looking away from you.

“Up until Eric showed up, how successful were you with your unit?” Chan-hee asked you with a raised eyebrow. 

You blinked several times, recalling all the months you had been on that task force. Either the leads were flukes or your unit arrived too late at the scene. You grimaced at the realisation. “Not really good.”

The silence following your words was almost deafening. You knew their trust towards the police or the government couldn’t be restored like that anymore. Not until the last rotten egg was discovered and dealt with.

After you ate the food Eric had brought you, the men left the room again, telling you to rest some more.

You hadn’t even noticed how exhausted you were from this minimal interaction, though you knew most of your energy was used to heal your wounds. 

Even with your hybrid genes it took a few more days before you were able to move around without feeling any sort of pain. Once Eric gave his okay as well, not wanting to put any sort of strain on you, you were allowed to do smaller tasks around the house again.

Though you didn’t really care about the opportunity to work out again. You wanted to do something else entirely.

So when you sat down with all the men, you immediately blurted out your request: “I want to interrogate Delta.”

All of them stared at you like you grew a second head. Before you could even explain yourself they started discussing the topic with each other, saying pros and cons as if you weren’t sitting right next to them.

“Not on your own. One of us has to be with you. For safety reasons.”

You turned to look at Eric, silently asking him if he would accompany you. While you got to know all the other men, you still felt the most comfortable with him.

“I’ll bring you there tomorrow morning”, he promised, ending the discussion at that point.

Though when he accompanied you to your room, Eric was far from convinced. “Are you sure you want to do this?” He asked and closed the door of the room behind the both of you.

“He knows who the head of the smuggling ring is. I need to find that person.” ‘And make them pay.’ The last part you only thought, unsure whether Eric or the others condoned revenge.

“Then let me do the interrogation. You don’t need to see that scumbag ever again.” Eric walked over to you, pulling you into his embrace from behind. He leaned his chin on your shoulder, gently nosing along your neck and jawline.

You slightly turned to look at his face with straight lips. “Don’t tell me you haven’t tried before.”

Eric chuckled softly and hugged you even tighter. “Fine, we did try and he wouldn’t talk at all.”

Now you turned completely and wrapped your arms around his neck, giving him a soft peck on the cheek. “I know how to break him, please don’t worry about me.”

“You know I can’t help but worry about you, honey.” Eric gently pushed you towards the bed, grinning when both of you fell on the mattress. “I just don’t want you to get hurt.”

You hummed softly, stroking his hair while he laid on top of you with his head resting on your chest. “What if I have to hurt that man to get the information I want?”

Eric contemplated your question for a moment, before he shrugged with his shoulders. “He had it coming then.”

“And you won’t think differently of me? No matter what I’ll do tomorrow?”

This time Eric pushed himself up to look at you, tilting his head with a frown on his face. “While I think I know what you’re capable of, I feel like I shouldn’t ask what you’re planning to do tomorrow.”

You turned your head away, not wanting to meet his eyes. “I’m not really planning anything”, you mumbled with a small pout on your lips, “it’s just that I learned a lot of ways to extract information the hard way.”

Eric gently grabbed your chin and made you look at him again. His eyes were so soft and you could have sworn his gaze alone turned you into a puddle. “No matter what you’ll be doing tomorrow, I’ll have your back. I’ll still call you honey and still hold you in my arms at night.”

You mouthed your thanks and leaned upwards, pecking his lips before dropping back on the mattress.

“That’s all I get?” Eric asked in mock offense, falling back on top of you. He grinned brightly when you started to laugh and tried pushing him off of you. Playing along, he grabbed your side and turned both of you around, so you straddled him now. 

You raised an eyebrow teasingly, trying hard not to grin. Before you failed, you quickly leaned down and captured his lips in a kiss.

Soon enough one kiss turned into several and the kissing turned into making out. His hands roamed over your sides and yours over his chest. Both of you tucked at the clothes, pulling them off between kissing and throwing them somewhere into the room.

You spent the whole night together, connecting with one another even more intimately.

You had needed a night like that, needed Eric as your life buoy preventing you from drowning in the darkness that surely spread inside of you. 

When the next morning came, you momentarily wished to turn back the time not wanting to leave his arms just yet. Not wanting to become the monster for the sake of getting the information you needed.

Yet, you still got up and Eric silently followed you, sensing your inner turmoil but giving you the space to deal with it the way you wanted to.

He drove you to an abandoned house a few miles outside of the town. Eric guided you inside and into the basement, where Delta sat on the ground - chained to the wall he leaned against.

“What a surprise to see you, darling.”

Eric growled at him, already getting into a stance to attack him. 

You on the other hand kept your expression passive. With a simple hand gesture you calmed Eric down as well. “I need a chair and a desk”, you quietly told him, waiting for him to nod and search for the furniture.

For a few moments you had Delta for yourself, staring at him with a cold distance in your eyes. “You know there are two reasons for someone to use torture”, you told him, your voice void of any emotion, “one is to extract information and the other is simply for joy.”

“Why are you telling me this?” He spat, getting restless and tugging at the chains that held him.

“I mainly want one information from you. But believe me when I tell you I will torture you for my own twisted entertainment and nothing more.”

“You think I’d give you any information without torture?”

You didn’t answer him, hearing how Eric came back with a round wooden table and a folding chair on top of it. He placed the things in the middle of the room and looked at you expectantly.

“Could you put him on the seat while I get a few things?”

This time you didn’t even wait for Eric to answer you, walking out of the basement room and to the old kitchen. You heard how Delta fought and screamed but with his weakened state he had no chance against a hybrid - and definitely not against a honey badger hybrid. Though you paid them no mind, collecting what you deemed helpful in your cause: a few rusty knives, a lighter and matches, old cigarettes, a candle, some towels and a jug of water.

When you got back to the basement, Delta begrudgingly sat on the folding chair. His chained hands rested on the table in front of him, while another chain was wrapped around his torso, ankles and chair.

You placed the items on the surface of the desk in a calm manner, not saying a word as you did.

Eric stepped back to one wall, giving you the room you needed.

After everything was placed down, you sat on the edge of the table and grabbed one of the knives. You twirled it between your fingers a few times and then grabbed one of Delta’s hands. 

“You know, my species is hunted for their plates. Yet they are nothing more than hardened hair. Just like fingernails.” You looked up, passively staring at Delta’s confused expression. “Do you know how they extract those plates?”

When he shook his head no, you slammed the knife right underneath the fingernail of his pinky, twisting it and therefore dislocating the nail until it dropped to the ground.

Delta screamed in pain, trying to pull his hand away from you but your grip with your own claws prevented him from even moving a bit. 

You repeated the action on two more fingers, watching him writhe in pain with an almost bored expression. 

“I can’t believe it was that easy to make you scream”, you taunted him as you let go of his hand.

“I wasn’t that brutal towards you”, Delta exclaimed in anger. 

“No”, you shook your head, “you were worse.” You grabbed the lighter and the cigarettes, lighting one and pressing it down on random spots of his body - no matter whether it was covered with clothes or not. 

After the sixth mark, Delta cried out: “What do you even want to know? You haven’t even told me what information you need from me!”

You hopped onto the table and crossed one leg over the other, tilting your head as you watched the mess in front of you. You still held the cigarette between two fingers, silently contemplating to just continue and ignore his outburst. Yet, you flipped the cigarette away and placed both hands on the table, leaning back on them a little. “And I told you, I’ll only torture you for my own twisted entertainment.”

You grabbed the matches and lit one of them, staring at the dancing flame in front of you. “Did you know that burning human flesh technically smells like any other burnt flesh? The only reason humans find it repulsive is the fact they know it is human flesh.” With that you moved your hand with the burning match to the hem of his shirt.

Delta tried leaning away from you again, but it was too late and the fabric already caught on fire. 

You dropped the match to the concrete floor and calmly grabbed a towel to drench it with water, while more and more of Delta’s shirt started burning. 

He screamed in agony, pleading with you to put out the fire.

You placed the towel over the flames before they reached his shoulder, making him cry out in pain yet again from the rapid change between heat and cold. 

When he had calmed down again, you lit another match. You barely contained the wicked smile on your lips as you watched the dancing flame and the writhing body of Delta. 

This time though you didn’t set him on fire but simply lit the candle on the table. Again, you threw the match to the floor, gently pushing the candle towards Delta. 

“Tell me, who is the person behind the title Alpha.”

Delta trembled on his seat, tears streaming down his face. “I don’t know. I’ve never seen him.”

You hummed, staring at the flame of the candle, seeing how more and more wax turned into liquid. “I don’t believe you.”

“NO!” Delta tried freeing himself again. “I’m telling the truth. I’ve never seen him!”

“Yet you said to me Alpha told you I was a feisty one. How can you not know someone when you spoke with them?” You jumped from the table, grabbed the candle with one hand and the hair on his neck with the other, pulling his head back so he was forced to stare at the ceiling.

“It was a phone call. All our interactions were only via phone calls!” 

You looked up at Eric, seeing his face seemingly sculpted out of stone. “Do you have his phone?” While you asked him you tilted your hand with the candle, letting the molten wax drop into Delta’s right eye. You ignored his struggling and cries of pain, waiting for Eric’s answer calmly.

Eric nodded and walked to a shelf on the other side of the room, pulling a phone from it. “We turned it off before we brought him here so we couldn’t get tracked.”

You thanked him softly and turned your attention back to Delta. “Is Alpha’s contact saved on your phone?”

“Yes, yes, yes, it is. Please, please let me go. Please show mercy.” 

You let go of Delta and placed the candle back on the table, instead you grabbed a larger knife. “No.” With that you turned around and slammed it into his throat.

Delta’s eyes widened as he made gurgling sounds and blood started pouring out of the wound and his mouth.

“He hasn’t told you who the head of the organisation is”, Eric stated, a hint of confusion in his voice. 

You looked at him, tears brimming at the corners of your eyes as your lips formed a pathetic version of a smile. “I never needed him to tell me.”

Eric immediately crossed the distance between you two and pulled you into his arms, shushing you and rubbing your back in an attempt to calm you.

You let him hold you until you heard Delta’s last heartbeat. Then you stepped away from Eric and grabbed the phone he had placed on the table. You turned it back on and unlocked it with Delta’s still warm fingerprint. Within seconds you found the contact name Alpha.

With one last shared look with Eric, you pressed the call button and put it on speaker. It rang a few times, before someone picked up.

“Yes?”

“Commander, I secured one of the men belonging to the smuggling ring.”

“Detective Lin? You made it out alive! I’m so glad! Where are you? I will come and get you.”

You motioned for Eric to write down the address, telling the location to the commander, who promised to be there as soon as possible and asked you to stay put.

When the call got cut, you dropped the phone to the ground. You looked at Eric, stepping towards him and cupping his cheek with one hand. You leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on his lips. “This is going to be ugly. More than what you’ve already seen.”

He leaned his forehead against your, cupping your face with his hands. “I’ll be by your side the whole time.”

You exhaled shakily, a soft smile playing over your lips. “Let us cut off the electricity. The only source of light should be that candle.”

Eric nodded and was about to go, when he stopped and kissed you more passionately this time. “You’re saving a lot of hybrids this way.”

“I know.”

You watched him leave and retreated to a corner of the basement, hiding in the shadow. Eric would join you soon, so you could wait for the commander to arrive.

“I’m ready to become the monster”, you whispered and closed your eyes, knowing there was no going back from the path you had chosen the second you had called the Alpha.

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pairing . eric x gn!reader about . 753 words, fluff warnings . alludes to an argument (but it's all jokes) tagging . @sohnric @gfksn @invuwrld

"are you still mad at me?"

you look up from your phone, coming face-to-face with your boyfriend who's taken a seat in front of you. he has a pout on his stupid, beautiful face that constantly reminds you of a cute puppy dog, but you remind yourself to reel your emotions in and not succumb to his adorable expressions.

"yes."

"does this mean i have to sleep on the couch tonight?"

you nod, afraid that you'll give in if you open your mouth once more.

"okay. goodnight then," he whispers, sounding so dejected that you want to pull him close and hug him tight.

"goodnight."

as he shuts the door behind him, you sigh, pulling the bedsheets over your face. technically, you don't need to be so harsh with him for going live when you're in class, but it's been happening too often and you need to put him in his place. even if his place is on the couch.

you don't tell him that his lives are some of the only ways you can connect with him during his busy schedule. just seeing him talk in real-time, even if it's through a screen filtered to millions of fans, is enough for you. however, it's been increasingly hard to do so when he goes live when you're busy, despite him already knowing your schedule, and you miss seeing his pretty face every day.

not that you'd ever tell him that, of course. he doesn't need any more of a reason to tease you.

you shift around in bed for a while, trying to fall asleep. you never realized how cold your shared room is, or how empty the bed seems without him there. even when he comes home late at night from work, you fidget in restless sleep until he wraps an arm around you and brings you in close.

it's only been five minutes and you're already regretting your choice. however, you're a little too petty to retract your decision, so you mentally prepare yourself for the long night ahead.

well, at least until the door opens.

"baby? are you asleep?"

you sit up straight, the bedsheets ruffling around you as you spot eric standing at the door. the yellow light peeks through the gap, shining softly on his face, and you suddenly feel as if you're falling in love with him all over again with his mussed-up hair and comfortable hoodie.

"i'm not. what's wrong?" you whisper, your voice thick from (trying to) sleep.

he shuffles slightly, playing with the ends of his sleeves as you note the discomfort on his face.

"the couch is really uncomfortable."

you sigh, annoyed, although some part of you is jumping for joy at the implications of his words.

"eric—"

"i promise i won't roll over to your side. i won't even touch you, i swear! we can put pillows between us and i won't even talk to you."

already, you're shifting to the side and patting the bed. you hope he doesn't notice how your face lights up in the darkness of the room, but you have a slight inkling that he knows anyway.

he grins, muttering words of gratitude as he jumps into the space beside you. he puts a pillow in between when he sees you rolling your eyes, but he lies down hugging it as if it's a teddy bear.

as you both settle down to sleep, the drowsiness automatically comes to you as if it were there all along. you know this is eric's effect on you, one of many that he's brought into your life, and although it's slightly annoying at times, you wouldn't have it any other way.

"i'm sorry again," eric blurts, watching as you turn over so you can face him, "i didn't know you kept up with my lives like that. i'll make sure i plan them with your schedule in mind."

"of course i watch your lives, eric, i'm literally dating you. i guess you're forgiven though, but we still have to keep the pillow."

he laughs, and you find yourself grinning, burrowing your face into the sheets.

"question, though. was the sofa actually that uncomfortable? if it was, we might need to buy a new one."

"no, it wasn't. i just wanted to sleep next to you."

"i'm five seconds away from kicking you out, eric."

"no! don't!" he pleads, reaching over to press kisses into your face, "we are soulmates, after all. we need each other, even if it's just to sleep."

[t3kandson]

Player No More

Word count; 14, 629

Fandom; The Boyz & Stray kids with a little Itzy

Pairing; Reader X Lee Juyeon, Reader X Bang Christopher, Reader X Seo Changbin. Bang Christopher X Seo Changbin

Characters; Moon Kevin, Ju Haknyeon, Lee Hyunjae, Lee Sangyeon, Bae Jacob, Lee Minho, Shin Ryujin, Choi Jisu, Hwang Yeji.

Mentions; Kim Sunwoo, Son Youngjae & Hwang Hyunjin.

Warnings; Angst, Cheating, Jealousy, Conflict, Surrogacy, Food play, Anal Talk, Claim Kink, Oral, Unprotected & Protected Sex,

Notes, Final Part in The Series Player.

Thanks to @light164star who asked me 31 Months ago to write a Juyeon FF.

Which I continued to adapt and got lost in my own bubble of writing. So I hope everyone likes how it's been ended. Till then strap yourselves in for this last ride.

Also please don't forget to check out Trigger MV

Tag list; @nyu-topia

Juyeon POV

"I've only ever loved you, since you fell into my arms. The world was black when you ran away," you whispered as she looked lost in your eyes. You knew you shouldn't but taking sunwoo's words you pressed your lips to hers. You had expected her to stop or freeze against you. But instead she welcomed you as her mouth didn't waste a second working alongside your own. Tongues sliding against each other, you felt her desperation when her hands fell to the hem of your vest. Things was moving very fast, your dreams of reunited with her was at the clasp. You moved carefully scared to slip up this special moment. Not wanting her to realise her relationship with them was in danger of falling apart.

Hands slipping up your naked chest, Y/N enjoyed the feeling of your body as you purposely tensed to let her feel your muscular tone. You could see she was pleased with what she was feeling as you suckled down her hums of appreciation. This only boosted your ego even more. Hands falling to her clothed breasts you cupped them as her lips slipped from you. Fearing you crossed the line your initial fears was soothed when she smirked removing her shirt. Your sure you felt dribble slip down your chin as she's attended to the bra she planned to remove. Spurring you along you removed your vest, her eyes bulging with your naked top half. But it wasn't long before she had you a dribbling mess when her naked breasts were exposed. Your lips wasted no time finding her sensitive bud as you kiss, sucked and occasionally chewed on them. Your other hand exploring its second pair as you got lost in her body. They had grown so much more since you were kids. But more so because of the baby you put inside her. Your dick throbbed at the thought your own semen had grown her up to at least two sizes. You use to be an ass man but suddenly you could easily become a boob man with her. You could see small blemishes forming over her breast from your engrossed suckling. The fact she was allowing you to do this told you that she didn't care for the consequences back home. Instead of guilt you focused on the betrayal Changbin had done. Allowing this to give you free passage with the mother of your child.

Like Y/N was drunk on you she toppled you suddenly so your back was flat on the bed. Her hands ravishing your shorts as they dipped under them to your boxers reaching your hard member. Bringing him to the surface she licked her lips as she slowly started pumping. Pulling the forskin back so she could see your angry tip leaking with precum. She looked like she was contemplating licking the oozing saltiness from you. But like you, she seemed scared that this moment would sink into reality causing her to stop. Tossing her own bottoms off she spit on her own hand to lubricate you. Looking at you to see if you would stop her you rolled your pelvis against her to encourage her further. Dropping herself down your member she slid down you as you hissed.

The feeling of her warm pussy engulfing you felt like heaven had finally come for you. Having your daughter hadn't made her any less tight. She was still wet for you as you felt her glide down you with ease. Watching as she rode you, had your teeth sink into your bottom lip. The way her head threw itself back as her hands laced with yours to steady her was making you feel even more lost. Not helped by the bouncing of her breasts that if you weren't connected to Y/N’s fingers, you would have been holding right now. But you needed more, you needed her eyes looking at you. Lifting yourself up one hand cradled her back as fingers grasped her chin to look at you. You had expected her to hide her guilt but the second your eyes hit each other it was like everything was magical between you both. Sweat dripping from both your brows as you both met each other’s pace. Your whole body was tingling with excitement but also desire as you were getting intoxicated on her beauty. "I fucking love you so much Y/N," you cry as she did little to help a whimper escape as she tightened around you. "You too, always," she said gasping for breath.

Like the words of your declaration of love was spilled, it felt you both had the desperate need to push each other off the edge of your orgasm. Her pace increased as her walls squeezed you tightly. Each pulsation choke around you was getting you closer. Her thighs shaking as she moved herself, so your member was hitting her cervix. Cries was filling the air with mumbled words of your name which only brought you closer. Your thrusts become sharper as you slammed up into her that has her choke and lose her balance. Hands falling to her waist you helped her through her moment of frustration. Nails digging into your skin as she seemed lost above your attack was what pulled you off the cliff. Filling her pussy with your white creamy seed hoping that this was your chance to get her pregnant and keep her. In that second you understood the desperation Changbin had to trap her. But this wasn't trapping her if you loved each other as deep as you do. Your still hardened cock was choked by her wall muscles as she helped to milk your last drops of cum as her own hit her. Convulsing on your cock as her gargles and your grunts fill the air. Your hands pulling her body into your hold till her body settles and leaves her panting like you. Throwing yourself back into the bed you take her with you cradling her as close to you into the silence.

Both of you too scared to speak to analyse what blurred line you both just crossed. Instead, you laid their letting your hands stroke her back as she settled to sleep. You were content in the moment holding tight incase this was one memory left to hold on to. Waiting till her breathing pattern told you she was asleep, you gently rolled her off into your arms as you watched her pull into you. You couldn't help but chuckle at her neediness to be close. How had you allowed yourself to let her go, all these years wasted when she could have always been there. But would you have appreciated her if you didn't know how important she was to you to lose. Kissing her forehead she signed and snuggled closer as she possibly could. Things was going to change, you was finally going to get your family back. A chance to prove to Y/N that the past was nothing but a nightmare.

However, nothing broke you more then waking from your nap to find your arm empty and a note with the words 'sorry that was a mistake,' written. Beneath the pain was burning anger, she had accused you of being a player but this was the second time she had shagged and run. Last time taking your daughter with her, you would damned if you would let her get away with it again. Even if it meant you finding a little of your shallowness to claim her once more.

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Y/N's POV

You felt so content in his arms that you didn't want to wake up. But your burning need to relieve yourself forced you from his grip. Kissing his forehead before you gently slipped out his hold, you laughed to yourself quietly. In that second you were content, you had never felt so complete. Before returning back to him your eyes spotted the blemish he had made on your breasts. It was like it threw you back to reality. Instead of proudness you were hit with guilt. You had cheated on Changbin and Christopher just like he had with Elle and Lulu. But worse they were your life saviours, they were your family. Doubt hit you, not helped when your phone rang with Changbin on the other end sounding worried. "Please tell me your safe and ok," he said sounding broken on the phone as your stomach twisted in pain. "I'm fine," you whispered almost suffocated with conflicted thoughts. "Please come home, I'm sorry for how I reacted. I won't force you to have another try at a baby. I was selfish I just need you back home, safe healthy and happy," he said close to tears. "Please Y/N tell me where you are so I can come and get you," he pleaded as tears began to fall at his broken voice. "I'm coming home now," you said as he sounded relieved. Hearing the words "I love you baby," at the end of the call was like a knife slamming into your chest. Walking to look at Juyeon you felt as if your mind was about to blow up. You knew you loved Juyeon, everything about last night was perfect. But Changbin and Christopher was your family. They had sacrificed everything for you, they deserved their happy ever after family. Finding a piece of paper you wrote the note that you knew would break his heart. But you needed to hurt him to avoid making another mistake. With the note placed you pressed one last kiss to his forehead as he hummed in his sleep. Taking one last look you ran from him once again but this time you took no mistakes. Dashing to the chemist on the way home you took the emergency pill. Ending up pregnant again wasn't what your family needed. -------------------🔺-------------------

Changbin waiting impatiently when you arrived home had him throw his arms around you holding you tight to him. "I'm so so sorry," he sobbed as his tight hold almost crushed you. His kisses plastered all over your face as your stomach sinked with guilt. "It's ok, I'm sorry I ran too," you said knowing if you hadn't run you wouldn't have betrayed them so much. "I should have told you about Juyeon, I was selfish and desperate to have an additional reason to keep you," he whispered cupping your cheeks. "I won't push you to have a child till your ready I promise," he said as he pressed his lips to yours. His lips felt foreign and for the first time wrong. Like he knew that you wasn't comfortable he took a step back from you. "I'm sorry I shouldn't have done that, I have so much I need to do to make up to you," he whimpered which broke your heart more. He had mistaken your avoidance as your anger towards him still. In a desperate need to put everything right you pulled him closer to you and kissed him once more. Instead of his lips Juyeon's filled to your mind instead and the guilt ate away further at you. "I need a bath," you said finally pulling from him in a desire to find a place to sort your head out away from all men. "Ok we're talk later, Christopher’s collecting Jubin so we can talk once Juyeon comes to collect her," he said stroking your arms as your eyes widened. "Juyeon's coming here," you gasped in horror. "Yes I messaged him, Christopher has decided enough is enough. We need to show Jubin we can be civil," he said as you shook your head in fear. "I don't want to be civil," you proclaimed as he chuckled pulling you closer to him. "I know how you feel but we have to do this for our daughter. He is her dad and he has the right to have a civil relationship with us. Jubin deserves that surely," he said placing his finger under your jaw to look at him. "Why do I have to be their?” you whimper. Would Juyeon spill the beans on what you both did last night? "Because your Jubin's mum, look we just have to show Jubin every now and then, we can all be friends even if we have to fake it," he said pulling you close to his chest. "I don't want to," you whimper like a child which has him amused. "I'm honoured that you want to avoid another man bustling into our family but we really have to," he said stroking your back. "So go wash up, wake up a little and pull yourself together baby," he said as you nodded making your way to burn the hell out of your skin and especially the memories of Juyeon off you. You knew being around Juyeon was bad news why didn't you run the second you woke in his bed.

You tried to avoid walking into the livingroom for as long as you could, even when you knew Jubin was home. You found everything overwhelming but also dread once Juyeon would arrive. Would he keep what you did a secret? Would he even find it in him to let you go. All you knew, was you had to find a way to avoid him so you didn't become unloyal again.

"Mummy," Jubin said throwing herself at you with excitement as you ruffled her hair. "Hi sweetie you ready for Samchon Juju's today," you said as Christopher looked at you with arms folded. "You mean daddy silly," Jubin said as you bit your lip never getting use to her calling him dad. "Sorry sweetie I forgot that's what you like to call him now," you said as Christopher looked at you with a knowing look. "What did we say about civil," Changbin whispered in your ear as Jubin went to her school bag on the other side of the room. "I think I preferred it when you hated him," you whispered back. "I do still hate him but we can't show her that, she has to come first," he said resting his hand on your shoulder. "So please for her leave this angst till him and Jubin’s gone," Changbin said as Christopher walked his way towards you. "Where was you last night?" He asked as your eyes looked at him with shock that he felt an accusation was needed. "I went for a drink with some friends," you said trying to stay calm as your memory attacked you. "What friends?" He quizzed like he knew where you was. "Oh god it's Juyeon," Changbin said behind you as your head turned to him as the blood drained from your body. "What?" You said almost panicky as he chuckled your way. "Look we just have to behave for a short time and then you can go back to hating him ok," he said softly as he kissed you walking to the door to greet the car that pulled up.

Of course Juyeon had arrived you hadn't been outed, but Christopher's face was almost telling. "You can finish telling us when their gone," he said with interrogational glances your way. "Sure," you said trying to sound enthusiastic rather then dread. "Daddy," Jubin said running up to him to hug him as he held her in his arms before briefly looking your way. It was like the second your eyes took each other that you were burning in the hell you had created. Changbin’s supportive arm around your waist did little to calm your flooded emotions. Juyeon's eyes took his embrace in his view and you could see something you hadn't witnessed on his face for years.

"Why don't you come in for a coffee," Changbin said almost taking him by surprise. "We've decided that we should all be civil for Jubin's sake," he said in the calmest you had seen Changbin offer. "Princess, Samchon Sunwoo is in the car why don't you go check he's not getting up to mischief while I talk with mummy, daddy Chris and daddy Binnie," he said as he placed her to the floor. "Bye," she waved briefly as she dashed to the car which seemed to hurt Changbin a little with his slight goodbye.

“Why now?" Juyeon said looking to them with his arms folded. "Because we have to put our little girl first," Changbin said softly under Juyeon's deadly glaze. "You mean after letting false rumours in the past to affect my daughter," he spat out as you closed your eyes not wanting to see the Civilness Changbin had offered shot down. "Look Binnie sorry he really is he shouldn't have acted like that," , "he hasn't apologised to me," Juyeon cut Christopher off. "I'm sorry, I acted on insecurity and impulse," Changbin said still keeping calm despite Juyeon's anger. "Fine I accept your apology, I appreciate the civilness. Infact I have a gift for you," he said calmly as he passed a bag to Changbin. "Thanks mate you didn't need to," he said as he opened the bag all while Juyeon smirked in your direction.

"Oh wow prenatal medication, wow that's really sweet of you man thank you," Changbin said as he looked at Christopher. Meanwhile your heart was thundering a million miles per hour as you felt air a challenge to take in. "Well the least I can do now she's not pregnant with your child is to protect her when she could be pregnant with mine," he smirked your way.

It was like wind was taken from you as you stumbled backwards into the kitchen island. You didn't look to see Christopher’s reaction but you could feel his eyes closing in on you. "I'm confused," Changbin scoffed as Juyeon laughed. "Your girlfriend was with me last night in my bed," Juyeon said slowly so he could understand. "What is he saying Y/N?” Changbin asked looking to you with hope in his eyes. "I don't know," you mumbled before Christopher grabbed you by the arms to face him.

"The least you can do for us is not lie. I know you left that club with him Hyunjae told me as your friend rang him," he said as you heard Changbin whimper slightly. "Wait you knew that but didn't tell me yourself," he said sounding hurt. "Binnie she had to tell us, plus I didn't know they slept together. I was hoping it wasn't what I feared," he said looking over at you and your face hit the floor words failing you. "Y/N tell us he's lying please," Changbin said turning you to face him as tears started to spill. "Please please say you didn't," he said shaking you slightly as all you could muster was a sorry that was barely audible. With your words Changbin's hand dropped from you as Juyeon laughed. "You thought I was the player but she is," he spat out with venom in his voice. "She's the woman who always throws herself at men, she was when we was kids, she is now because I tell you something she didn't even put up much of a fight. Infact she was talking about leaving you," he sneered as your head snapped to him.

"Lies I never said I would leave them," you bit out. "That's why I left the second I came to my senses when I woke up," you growled his way making him laugh harder. "The only reason why you left is because your a coward. You always run away from the problems you cause. You ran when you played me with Sangyeon and Hyunjae, you ran when you fell pregnant. You would have run if Jubin wasn't unwell. Taking her from me again. You ran today after telling me you loved me always," he said sounding in pain. "What hurts me the most is you make out I'm a player, when I grew up and you didn't," he added as the room went silent. "Before you throw Elle and Lulu at me just remember your now no better. Me, Elle and Lulu were kids, what's your excuse your a full blown adult," he spat out as you felt like his words sliced you with a knife.

"I didn't have it recorded for everyone to see," you barked out as Juyeon laughed. "Enough Y/N, you're in the wrong and you can't get out of it this time. We have asked you at every opportunity we could if you wanted him. You swore you didn't, you swore it was us. You even had me believing you recently it was just us you wanted. If anything this proves we was right on our instincts," Christopher said disappointed. "Why am I getting the heat it takes two to tango," you snap feeling like they were ganging up on you. "Because we're fucking you not him," Changbin snapped slamming his fist down as his final resolve snapped. "You played us," he whimpered after the room fell silent. "What hurts the most is you had unprotected sex with him just after telling me I was trapping you for wanting a baby," he said with pure pain in his eyes. "You wanted a baby to keep me," you said as his eyes widened as he tried to calm his resolve. "Seems you wanted a baby with him to keep him," Changbin bit back as he snapped his finger at Juyeon. "I didn't, I took the morning after pill immediately. I didn't mean to sleep with him, I didn't set out to I promise," you whimpered trying to hold on to his hands as he shook it off. "I'm sorry guys but I need to go I can't listen to this bullshit," Juyeon said snapping into the air. Your eyes fell to his and they looked just as much in pain as Changbin's. "Your lucky you have Jubin watching this in the car otherwise I would knocked you out. Because your not innocent in this," Changbin growled with his fist tightening. "But do you know what your right you win, take her with you I don't want her here, I don't want to ever set my eyes on her neither," Changbin growled out as you heard Christopher gasp behind you. "Binnie let's calm down, lets talk this through," the elder panicked. "No, I can bring up another man child because we walked into that situation, I love that girl with all my heart. But I don't want her, I don't want someone who lies and cheats," he said looking at Christopher only. "So she's yours take her, we're sort out Jubin later. Because I refuse to believe your the kind of man who would hurt your daughter just to hurt us," he said looking at Juyeon who's eyes still refused to look your way. "I don't want her neither, I'm out I don't want to play her game no more," he said before walking to the door. "I promise you I won't stop Jubin seeing you both though if you decide to kick her to the curb," he said before banging the door as he left. You watched as he walked towards the car, the room icy silence as you watched him drive away.

"I said you can leave now," Changbin bit out bringing your attention back. "Binnie," Christopher pleaded as your head buzzed with pain as you were struggling to come to terms with what was happening. "No Chris, all we've done is give her what she wanted. Yet she hurt us in the most unimaginable way. I knew she loved him, but she made out point blank she wasn't. But to sleep with him behind our back, nope I'm done," he said looking at him. "I'm done," he spat out towards you. "Do I need to call Hyunjae to drag you from this house?" He questioned arms folded. "Please just let me explain," you whimpered as he mockingly laughed. "Fine, do you love Lee Juyeon?” he asked as your heart thundered under his question. It was like a cross bow because what ever you answered it wouldn't be good enough. If you agreed he would have his fears confirmed, if you denied it he wouldn't believe you. But the latter was your only chance, you needed them, Jubin needed them. "No i don't," you cried which as you knew furiated him even more. "See even now you can't be honest to us," Christopher said before Changbin could. "Look I think maybe you should go to Kevin's tonight, we can talk later when everythings calmed down," he said looking at you silently softer then Changbin. "But I don't want to," you pleaded as Christopher looked to Changbin sightly torn. "Why because Kevin won't shag you, hey do you know what I’ll help you out," he scoffed as he grabbed his phone scrolling through. "Hyunjin I'm sure will be up for a night of unattached fun, let me hit him up for you," Changbin seethed your way. "So you want me to leave?" You asked feeling weakened by his attack. "Yes, if it wasn't for Jubin I would have wished I never met you," he growled as the tears start to fall. "You can show those tears all you like but remember you did this to us. You, not Me, not Chris. You can't even put all the blame on Juyeon because At least he warned me what he was going to do," Changbin hit out shaking. "Is this what you want too?" You said with pleading eyes Christopher's way. "I think it's best for now, let's all sleep on it," Christopher said calmer as you softly nodded feeling defeated. "Don't say the sleep word, she’ll use that as an excuse to get in to someone else’s bed," Changbin mocked which has Christopher deadpan him. "Ok ring me when your ready to talk," you said walking towards the door. "That’ll be never," Changbin hit out behind you as you looked his way once more pure anger in his features. "Wait Y/N you need a coat or some clothes," Christopher said out to you. "Don't worry about me, it seems I'm not your problem anymore. I came into this relationship with nothing it's only fair I leave with nothing," you said feeling sorry for yourself. " Goodbye don't let the door hit you on the way out," Changbin said making your heart ache with his venomous words. "Changbin," Christopher scolded, as he rolled his eyes and walked out the room shouting 'what ever,' over his shoulder. "Please Y/N take something to keep you warm," Christopher pleaded. "Thank you for always being sweet to me even when I've always let you down. He's right though I need to fend for myself. I'll be ok though I'm sure," you said trying to reassure Christopher who looked close to tears himself. With that you kissed his forehead and walked out the house.

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Hiding in Jacob's & Lia's House hadn't been easy. Lia wasn't pleased with your presence. Jacob was conflicted being a friend of Juyeon and Christopher especially. He had tried to encourage you to go and stay with Kevin but you were avoiding him yourself. You knew the harsh words that would come from him and Haknyeon. Seeing the texts of theirs and Hyunjae’s disappointment had really sunk in how you had messed up. You knew the only reason why Jacob had relented was because of Jubin. Ryujin had already moaned that she was annoyed being the mediator between everyone. Herself and Minho being the third party support system in transport Juyeon from her now three homes. You could see in your texts from Christopher and Juyeon you hadn't been forgiven in any way. Changbin hadn't even bothered contacting you which you expected. "You can't stay here forever, you really need to start thinking of a permanent plan," Jacob said softly as he sat next to you at the dinner table as you enjoyed your coffee. "I know but the only other option I have right now is unfair on the guys," you said looking into your cup. "Why are you moving country?" He laughed as you smiled watching his amusement. "No, Dads offered me to move back home with Jubin. But going back home Means taking Jubin away from her fathers," you said pouting. "And what's the problem with that it's not like it's that far away," Jacob scoffed making you wish it was that simpler. "Because they would say I'm running away again," you said sipping your hot liquid. "Why do you care what they think?" He asked intrigued. "Because they made that point to me and I never realised that I have a history of running. I need to change, for Jubin but also for myself," you said speaking honestly.

"Their right all I've ever done is put myself first, even when I hurt the two most kindest people in my life. I was too focused on my own selfish needs. I need to be less selfish," you said watching the ripple of your drink placing it down. "If Juyeon can change I should at least try," you said looking up to him smiling warmly. "I'm proud of you Y/N," he said as you smiled back. "But as much as you want to change you have to work with what you have. I'm sure if you had a constructive conversation they would be able to find a middle ground," he said as you nodded. ---------------------🔺-----------------

With plans made with your father, you text the group chat with them asking for the days of contact to be moved to fit around the slight long distance. You didn't mention that you were moving away as you felt that was your personal life that you now had to remove from them. Juyeon had been more then happy with that suggestion, Christopher said he would need more time to think it through. Changbin wrote his first message your way. 'Why should we run around after you, you messed our family up why do we have to be punished.’ You couldn't do right for wrong even now and though you deserved it you felt a little angered. 'This is the easier option to avoid you guys running around more,' you replied hoping you wouldn't need to go into detail. 'I don't care we are not having our days messed around,' Changbin wrote back as your head hit into the table in despair but also guilt. 'I'm homeless, I have a place that’s far away from here,' you typed watching as three dots worked underneath. 'Running away again?' Changbin hit out as you shook your head you knew it was coming. 'Where are you going?' Juyeon wrote as you couldn't help but smile a little. 'Back to my dads,' you wrote honestly as the dots appeared again. 'That's good Jubin would love to start seeing her grandad more. She told me how she would like to visit him soon so she will be pleased,' he replied as you were content with his civilness. 'Thanks,' you wrote back you wanted to add for the support but you didn't want to anger Changbin further.

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It had been another week and it was your last day before moving back to your fathers. You didn't really have much to pack especially as your stuff was at Changbin's & Christopher's. You didn't really fancy meeting up with them to collect it. You had been surprised when Kevin arrived, you hadn't really spoke to him much, but you was still glad to see him. But you were even more surprised when he said he would take you to Sangyeon’s.

"Christopher's taken all yours and some of Jubin's stuff there," he explained when you looked at him puzzled. "Why didn't he just pass it to you," you scoffed rolling your eyes. "Because I'm your friend, I don't think he wants to see us, me and Hak remind them of you," he said sitting down on the chair opposite. "He has my daughter I’m sure that reminds them every day," you bit out without thinking as Kevin looked at you with raised eyebrows. "Don't be a complete asshole Y/N, you know they love her and that they won't ever push her away," he said with his usual sass. "I don't want to push them away from her," you said softly that made him look at you with a brief supportive glance. "That's good to hear it's our job as adults to make this as pain free to Jubin as we can," he said as you nodded. "I know I've already made it so hard for her and now she has it awkward with me and Juyeon and me and them. Yes I know I'm the one to blame for that," you said admitting your guilt. "Juyeon too, he went through that all just to chew you out," he scoffed as you grimaced.

"I hurt him just as much, I knew my feeling was for him and instead of admitting it I left the guys who supported me through everything going for longer in hell," you said biting your lip to stop the stinging in your eyes. "Have you told them that?" He asked as you shook your head silently. "No they wouldn't listen, rather Changbin wouldn't. He hates me so much and if I'm honest their is nothing I can say that will ever change that," you said feeling sad for everything lost between you both. He had been your biggest supporter over the last couple years and yet was the one you hurt the most. "I don't think he hates you he's just hurting so much. He's made himself become someone he didn't like, to still lose you anyway," he said as you understood what he meant. You had made him insecure but messing with his intuition. He feared you returning to Juyeon before Jubin was even born and yet that's what you did to him.

"I know it's what hurts the most that I made him like that," you said as Kevin gave a sympathetic look. "What about Juyeon?" He asked with a raised eyebrow. "What about him?" You replied as pain shot through you. You had built so much anger on him that you hadn't even acknowledge how you felt towards him. "You're in love with him Y/N, can you Atleast admit that?" He asked as you nodded words failing to fall. "Then why are you not fighting for him?" He asked which had you shocked. "Kevin Moon are you trying to be team Juyeon? I thought you were team Binnie and Chris?" You scoffed amused as he looked at you with raised brows. "I'm team Y/N, and the fact you ended up sleeping with Juyeon tells me that your team Juyeon," he says as your brain feels pressure from a headache that your sure is the juyeon avoidance.

"I'm team Y/N too, No men in my life. Plus it seems I've hurt Juyeon too so it's a good thing," you said rubbing your temples. "Juyeon is Team Y/N as well regardless how hurt he is. You really think taking a morning after pill and pushing him away after you slept with him that he will let you go?" He questions as you remembered his broken face. "You didn't see that hurt in his eyes. He's right I didn't realise I had been hurting him so much just from a silly mistake he did as a kid," you said as the sudden attack of guilt from his own words hit you. "Hey he was a right dick at college don't go easy on him. Remember those words he said when he heard he was going to be a dad. Yes he says it's different response because it was you. But what if you wasn't you. He isn't innocent in this, personally I think both of you are bad as each other," he ranted showing his true anti Juyeon colours. "Oh hi Kevin their you are," you chuckled. "I don't feel an inch sorry for Juyeon let's put that point across. But he is Jubin's dad and I hate to admit it he is really good with her," he said relaxing in his chair looking like he’s torn finding something positive about him.

"What I'm saying is Jubin brings out the best of him and maybe now as he seems to have settled himself down. That maybe settling down with him won't be the worse thing in the world. Especially as we know he loves you and you love him," he said as you remembered all those cherished moments as a family with him. The way he would tenderly look after your little girl but also with you too. However, with those memories came Changbin and Christopher's everything you had shared as a family unit. Thinking of something with Juyeon felt like it wasn't allowed still.

"I can't that would be wrong to Binnie and Chris," you said biting your lip remembering their broken faces too. "Y/N I can concretely say that that ship has sailed. Binnie won't forgive such a deceit like this. Christopher knows your in love with Juyeon he won't ever fall into a world where Y/N pretends she's not in love with someone else," he said as his words really stung. "Even still i don't want to hurt them more rubbing salt in the wounds," you reply as silence fills the room.

"So if they was to give you their blessing then what?" Kevin said after a long minute of silence. "You met Changbin right!" You chuckled. Christopher would in time but Changbin would never give you his blessing it wasn't his style especially as right now he was hurting so bad. "Humour me Y/N," he sharply asked you. "Look I don't know, all I know is right now I need to work on me. I need to be a better person, I need to go to Fathers and be a good mum to Jubin," you replied shunning the topic. He looked at you almost wanting to push further but before he could continue he shut himself down.

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It felt surreal being back at Sangyeons house. This very home being the reason why you and Juyeon wasn't together. It felt like collecting your stuff here was their revenge to hurt you. "Y/N," Sangyeon came out to the car to hug you tightly. "I wish you came to us, I could have put you up," he said holding you tightly by your arms. "Can I change your mind?" He said as you smiled as his always warm response to you. "I need a new life away from here, away from all the memories of every fuck up," you said as he pulled his arm around you and walked you to the house, Kevin following behind. "Well I hope you remember to visit us if you come back to town again," he said as you stepped into the living room.

It was when your memories flooded you. You could see the kitchen from where you stood. It was where Juyeon got jealous of Jacob and was planning the game of truth and dare. But also just metres where you stood was where you kissed Sangyeon. The moment when you both had tried to convince Juyeon and Lulu that you were an item. It was the first moment where you acted bitterly and that moment of wanting them to believe you was a player yourself. Deep down you enjoyed the power to hurt someone like they hurt you. You swore you wouldn't act bitterly any further. Yet instead you went onto do far worse. "Are you ok?" Sangyeon said to you with slight concern. "Just loads of memories being back here," you said smiling towards him. "Some good ones too I hope," he said smirking knowing where your mind had gone as you nodded. "We put your stuff in the spare room, I know their be stuff you don't want to take so go through it. What you leave I will deal with and what you want, put in the hallway and I will put it in the car," he said as you nodded silently. "Do you want to do it now or have a drink first?" He asked as you shook your head. "I really want to get it sorted as soon as possible," you admitted not wanting to be in the house with the overpowering memories any longer then you had to.

Following Sangyeon he took you to the room as you froze his way. "My stuffs in here?" You whimpered as he looked at you guiltly. "Ironic I know but it's the spare room for that reason," he said looking pained. You felt sorry for him in that second. One of his former girlfriend’s best friends had married his younger brother. Meaning he couldn't get away from the whole Juyeon and Lulu drama. "I’ll leave you to go through them, but if you need me just call," he said looking guilty. He seemed so desperate to get away from the room and you wish you could too. But the room of pain was about to swallow you, the room where they slept together was about to consume another pain too.

Stepping into the room you had been expected to find boxes and junk with hours of pain to hit you. But instead you found Juyeon Christopher and Changbin. Before you could bolt out the room the door shut and locked. Turning to face it you tried to escape as the knob wouldn't work with you. "Sorry but you guys need to talk," you heard Kevin the other side. The sneaky little shit had clearly followed behind you. "You planned this on top of putting up with him?" Changbin scoffed to Christopher as you realised he was equally set up. "We need to talk this through all of us, we need to put things right for Jubin's sake," Christopher scoffed. "So you locked us all in a room, that didn't work out well last time," you said with shakey breath. "Last time we was all hurt and angry," Christopher said warmly your way. "I'm still hurt and angry," Changbin growled out. "Sorry," you said barely audible. "That counts for nothing, you tore my family apart," he growled your way, venom still in his voice. "Right enough, we each are going to say what we want to say to each other. Not a single word can be said till it's your turn to speak do you get it," he demanded with a rare sense of authority as the room silenced.

But for a second yours and Juyeon's eyes found each other. He looked dishevelled and not as glowing as usual. His silence as he stood to the window let him know he wasn't happy being in this room neither. "I will start," Christopher said turning to Juyeon. "This is really hard, you have no idea how hard this is for me. You think I'm ok with this because I'm the one trying to be calm. Because I love Jubin so much I will go through hell for her. But beneath that I hate you, I hate you so much. I hate that your Jubin's father and I'm not biologically. I hate that now I don't even have Y/N I'm even more less of a father then I ever was. I hate that though I knew Y/N was never mine you still took her. I won't lie, I wish Jubin didn't get so sick so I didn't have to keep my promise to let you into her life to save her. Even though deep down I know you would have saved her even if I didn't promise that. Because I hate that despite the image we had that you couldn't ever be a dad your one amazing father that that kid could ever want. It hurts so much that I'm the outsider with the child I put my all into to bring up," he said as tears fell down his eyes. The words having an equal effect as Juyeon looked pain to hear them. But you felt the tears drop from yours as Christopher faced you.

"As for you Y/N I wish I could hate you I wish the hatred I reserved for him I could place on you. You have hurt me so much but the very man I loved. I begged him to be a part of yours and Jubin's life. I made him fall in love with you and despite his warnings you hurt me so much. Not just with my own pain but witnessing his pain too. But I can't hate you, I've tried, I've tried so much," he paused to fight for breath to continue. "But theirs a massive great big ass hole in my heart. A silence in the house that even Jubin’s loud sassiness can't fill. I love and miss you so much it hurts. What hurts more is I know I can ask you to come home you would. For maybe a few months we would be ok. But your never be in love with us the same way. You're in love with Juyeon, though he has done some things in the past to hurt you. It's clear from those that knew him back then that he's changed. He did that for you and Jubin," he paused walking towards you as he cupped your face catching the tears that was falling. "Don't hurt more people then you need to. Me and Changbin should be only the only ones to bear this pain. Though he won't admit it right now, don't hurt us for nothing. Promise us your keep Jubin our little princess and we will give you the blessing to be with Juyeon. Even though please give Changbin time to get use to it all before he settles into that," he finished letting his hand pull up to stop Changbin saying anything. Hearing those words, seeing his pain hurt, it hurt so much. You had done this to the most gentle people on earth. Even still he was giving you permission to be with the man who had taken everything from him.

"Baby, we have gone through so much hardship haven't we," he turned to Changbin who was sobbing. "But we didn't do it in vain, we got to bring up Jubin for four years just us. I think even you would admit their was amazing things we witnessed as parents. Even if it ends tomorrow and we never see her again," he paused to choke back a sob as Changbin tears streamed down his face. "We have had four amazing years, five if you include to now. Where we have been that little girls world. I don't know about you but I don't regret that for a second. However, we will if we hold on to this anger more then we need to. Please can I have one more wish, can you do one more thing for me. Humour me one more time and find it in your heart to search for the forgiveness. Not for them but for you, us and for Jubin, please," he begged as Changbin placed his hands in his. The pain on them both was more pain then you could witness especially knowing it was at the cost of what you had done. Holding Changbin in his arms they sobbed while you and Juyeon just stood their and watched.

After a while Christopher stood back and nodded at him. "I will try, but it hurts so much. What they've done to our family is so hard to come to terms with and I'm not coping coming to terms to our family being split up," he sobbed holding Christopher’s hand. "But I love you and Jubin more then the world itself and I will try that's all I can promise. Just promise me you won't leave me if I can't try forever," he pleaded as Christopher nodded. Turning to Juyeon his face tensing as he gulped. "Be honest please don't hold back," Juyeon said eyes watering. "Trust me I plan to, if I have to find a way to like you for a second I will tell you what you've done to us, both of you so I hope your listening too," he bites out momentarily looking your way. "I hated you when I heard about you, I hated you when I realised who you were. But I was happy too knowing you was the man who cheated on his fiancée with a stripper. It meant you wouldn't take my family away. But you did, you wormed your way into my family and blew it apart. Pretending you had changed and you wasn't even tempted to go there. Yet the second Jubin knew who you were you jumped on that. I will give you both the blessing you need on one deal. You never ever take that girl from us because regardless how any of us feel. That girl has seen us as her dads since she was born. We were the one she learnt to talk to. I was the first man she called daddy. We held her hand as she learnt to walk, cheered when she had her first smile, walked, ran, talked, learnt her colours, could even write her name, that was us. Actually no that's a lie the learning part was him," he said pausing to look at Christopher. "I know we have to share firsts with you and we will miss a lot of them but we were important to her to have them. So please don't ever make out to her that we're nothing to her. Please I beg you, please don't hurt us anymore then you have." he begged as Juyeon nodded. "I promise you i won't," he said as Changbin turned to look at you.

"I'm so very angry I don't think theirs a word in the dictionary that can explain how angry I am with you right now. You didn't just cheat, you gave fake promises. As strangers you promised honesty and then deceived us instead. I can't find it in me yet to forgive you. It's going to take longer then it will do with Juyeon. Because we loved you more then you can ever know. We can kind of understand a man's desire to get his family back. He owed us nothing, yet you promised us things you couldn't keep. Instead of telling us what we feared so we could have talked it through. You denied it, hid feelings you couldn't and hurt us further in the process. Because even if you don't admit it to yourself, I already knew you was in love with him the second you saw him everything flashed back. The second him and Lulu split up you knew you still loved him. If you had been honest their and then we could have reached it much more calmer for everyone involved. But instead because I knew it I became someone I wasn't proud of. I'm not blaming you because I have to take ownership that my insecurity went to a level it never should. I'm sorry for the way I behaved, to both of you," Changbin said as Christopher held his hand smiling at him proudly. "Which one of you is going first?," Christopher said as you put your finger up into the air.

"Binnie," you said holding his hand and being surprised when he didn't take it away. "I should have been strong enough to protect you like you protected me. I should have told you my real feelings instead of leaving it to boil till I hurt you in the worst way possible," you paused as his eyes watered again with your words. "I'm sorry I made you become someone you didn't like, but I think your being too hard on your self. I played you in a game I wasn't aware I was playing. I knew I didn't promise you at the start. But because of the loyalty I felt I had to and that makes it worse because I stopped becoming loyal in lies while trying to be loyal. I've messed up really badly and I have to take that on and own it. I know your going to be angry for a long time and I know how hard it will be for a while. But know that I cherished every second I spent with you both. Know that I miss you every day and though I didn't love you enough," you paused breathing in deeply admitting it for the first time. "Know that I did love you, you were my best friend who would take my side in every argument even if you knew I was wrong. Listen to my struggles when I couldn't cope even if you were struggling yourself. I miss that, I miss you, I think that’s why I held on selfishly as long as I could. Because losing you like that it's worse then losing you as my partner," you admitted as he warmly smiled for the first time. "I'll tell Kevin and Hak shall I that I got their job," he joked that made you smile how easily he had dethawed. "I promise you both I won't ever let Jubin be taken away. She's still your daughter, no one can take that from you I won't let it.

Turning to Christopher your hands took his too. "I'm so sorry I gave you this beautiful picture of a everlasting family. And though you acknowledged some troubled waters, I made it seem more tranquil then it was. What hurts the most is I don't regret it, I don't regret asking for your help to raise her. Because watching you fuss around after her, parents me and Changbin too has been the best beginning of an upbringing for her. Though we haven't got to the end result we wanted. I promise you will get the end game you need with her. Because I owe you that for saving my life," you then turn to Juyeon words almost failing you.

"Be honest even if you don't want us to hear it. We need to, to let you go," Christopher said softly as he rested his hand on your shoulder. "I love you," you said almost feeling the wind taken from you. Hurting when you heard Changbin choke softly behind you. "I'm sorry I took that from you when i told you that, I'm sorry for running away, I have no excuses I don't even know why I did what I did. I don't know why I feel the need to run when things get too much. But that's a me problem that I have to work on when I get to my dads. "Changbin’s Correct. I did fall back in love with you at the wedding but he's wrong when. It was when you saved Jubin's life, I knew that second I was in trouble. I tried to hide it to protect my stable life. The more I spent time with you as parents the more the dream I wanted when I found I was pregnant was coming alive. I was stuck with confusion, confliction, loyalty even if it was wrapped in deceit in the end. Even now i don't think I've unwrapped how deep my feelings are. I was too grossed in blaming the past for where things were going wrong I forgot to see that things happened for a reason. What happened meant you got to grow, I got to meet these two. Though it hurt me as you wasn't ready they got to give Jubin stability when she needed it the most. All I can say and I won't stop saying it is I'm sorry to all of you," you said looking at the floor.

"She told you she loved you please don't hold back for us," Christopher said softly as Juyeon stood straight and nervous. "I'm not going to give any excuses, or any apologies. Not Because you don't deserve them but because you need actions not words. I won't be registering Jubin as my daughter, your home can remain her main home," he said making Christopher tilt his head in surprise. "She is the most important person in my life, doesn't matter how many pony's I give her it's you guys she needs the most, and her mother obviously," he said short and simply before looking to you.

"I need actions not words from you too, because I think I've faced a life time of punishment from my actions when I was younger. Though I'm grateful for your support in making me a better person for our daughter. Thanks for admitting you loved me even though I know that was hard to admit to them too. He said before sloping back towards the wall as silence hit the room. "Why are you not chasing her Juyeon?" Christopher questioned. "Because Rome isn't built in a day, I'm not saying one day I won't build Rome with her. But today I'm not ready," he admitted before looking your way. "Even if I love her so badly it hurts like crazy," he adds as a tear escapes his eyes. "For fuck sake now I am mad, Y/N do you want to be with him," Changbin asked as you nodded. "Their you go mate, don't make me go through hell when you both love each other this much," he snapped with annoyance beneath his pain. "Like I said not today," he whispered as he made himself go towards the door.

"Sangyeon I know your watching this you've got your piece of entertainment now let us out," he snapped looking towards the corner of the room. Eyes snapping up, the camera still there showing them what was going on beneath the door. Opening the door Sangyeon looked at him guilty. "You're a fool if you walk away now," he groaned as he smiled his way. "A relationship can't be built on a burning building the fire has to settle before you can rebuild," he said tapping his shoulder. "Don't you love her?" Kevin's scoffed out. "I do, I love her more then I ever have, I'm doing this for her," he said stepping away down the stairs. "Even if you never see her again?" Kevin scoffs as he turns to face him with a slight look of horror in his face. "She promised she wouldn't run away, right?" He added looking at you. "I won't run away this time, he knows my number if he needs it," you said reaching the stairway as he looks up to you in pain before leaving. "Bloody fool that's what you are," Kevin yells out as your hand finds his shoulder. "Let him go, I think we all need a fresh new start," you said hating to admit how much your heart hurt from watching him walk away. "Sangyeon," you said as he looked your way with concern. "Where’s my actual stuff?" You questioned as Christopher walked into the hall way. "Don't blame him it was my idea the only way I could get everyone to talk," he said as he placed his hand on Sangyeon’s shoulder. "But I have your things back at home when your ready to come back and collect them you can," he said as you smiled his way. "Thanks but I don't think I'm ready just yet to see a home that's not my home no more," you said feeling reality hit you. "I would say come back but," , "No Christopher don't do this don't make yourself and Binnie experience worse pain. We all need this fresh start," you said as you rested your hand on his shoulder before looking to Kevin. "I want to go home can you take me please," you said with tears in your eyes as he nodded.

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You drove to your new home with just the clothes on your back and your mobile, Just like you had six years prior. But you wasn't running away you was giving space to those you hurt. "Are you ok?" Kevin asked as you nodded silently. "Don't lie," he said as his hands gently patted your knee. "It hurts so badly, I don't want to leave them all," you cried letting the tears pour. Kevin pulled the car up and hugged you tightly. ------------------🔺--------------------

It had been six months and everything was beginning to settle in. You would drop Jubin to school on a Monday morning and collect her from school Friday afternoon while she spent two nights each with Changbin and Christopher and then Juyeon. Jubin would tell you and your father all about her time with her three dads. It was like she wasn't fazed that you didn't live with Christopher and Changbin anymore. You rarely saw or spoke to them unless it was about Jubin on the group chat. During the weeks you worked at a local cafe. Kevin and Haknyeon would pop in occasionally and you would enjoy drinking a coffee during your break. But both of them avoiding the topic of Juyeon. You missed him like crazy like their was a hole without him in your life. Most nights you went to bed miserable without him. -------------------🔺-------------------

It had been Jubin’s nativity play that got you all in the same room once more. Juyeon's hair was gelled back, and he looked much more confident again. His eyes were twinkling like he was in pure happiness. Though you had spoken just brief words as he sat beside you, Changbin and Christopher his brief but warm smile made your stomach fill with dread. Was he dating someone? You felt wrong for fearing it and being jealous, but your eyes fell to your hands. "I can't wait to see our beautiful pretty angel," Christopher said as you both looked at him so happy and excited to see her. "She's going to be the star of the show you watch," Juyeon said with pure pride that made you smile with a bitter sweet moment of content. How the unit was working perfectly for once.

She came out full of smiles and excitement when she noticed you all sat there. Changbin with his phone filming every second he could, Juyeon capturing the highlights with his as you and Christopher was content watching your little girl remember her lines. She was the most mini Juyeon she could be. When he went on stage at college he would perform with such charisma. Almost making any character come alive as if it wasn't him behind. You would watch in awe even before you were an item. So to see her show his acting skills was so warm to see. Clapping like crazy at the end that got loads of attention from the other parents put the biggest smile on her face. Changbin got to her first, swinging her in the air. "Oh Princess you were the biggest Angel their," he said with pride. "Daddy Bin I’m Mary not an Angel," she said pouting. "Well your my Angel," he scoffed as he placed her in Juyeon’s arms. The beautiful gesture between the two of whom once hated each other was warm to see. Christopher felt it too, placing his hand on your shoulder to smile warmly your way. "I’m your princess not an angel," she said in sass as Changbin grabbed her cheeks and placed a kiss on them. "Your both, and I'm so proud of you," Juyeon said pressing a kiss to her forehead. "Can we all have dinner together as I've been so good," she pleaded as Juyeon placed her on the floor. "Yes I think that's a great idea," Christopher said looking at you. You briefly looked Juyeon's way to see him contently nodding as you duplicated.

Sitting around the table you listen to Jubin tell all her story's from behind the scenes. "She's going to be an actress one day I’m certain," Christopher said to you as you looked at Juyeon. "Their was a time at college when people wanted Juyeon to be in the drama department," you said fondly that had him blush. "Daddy you use to be an actor?" Jubin asked as he looked down at her scuffing her hair. "Not quite baby, but yes I did a few theatre roles. But not as good as you though," he said as food was being placed down. "What was Daddy like at school,” Jubin asked as Christopher coughed, Juyeon eyes widened in fear. "Mummy probably can't remember it was that long ago," Changbin said before looking your way. "No i can remember," you said as Juyeon looked at you in pure fear. "He was liked, he had loads of friends like you, it's why you got some amazing Samchons," you smiled. "I wouldn't say Samchon Sunwoo’s amazing, he acts more like a child then Lily and she's a baby," she scoffed as you all laughed. "But Daddy was clever, and good at drama. He was amazing at Dance too, like Daddy has some good moves," you said as he blushed. "People even said he was part of the student committee president in elementary school and received the National Assemblyman's Commendation," you said watching Juyeon look at you in surprise. "Where did you hear that?" He questioned as you smirked his way. "Eric told me," you smiled back. "Why is it not true?" You asked as he looked at you with a glow on his face. "No it is true, just didn't know you did your research," he said surprised as you drank your Diet Coke. "Well I made note of all the positive things, I held on to those parts of you," you said letting him know that you had finally came to a place to forgive him.

You had spent several times on the phone with Eric asking about things he was like growing up so the bad memories were wiped. "Can't believe you quizzed my own best mate about me," he scoffed looking impressed. The dinner went well and you and Juyeon waved Jubin off as she went for her night with Christopher and Changbin. You shivered slightly as he took his jacket off and placed it around you. "Thanks," you said shyly. "Don't fall ill Y/N," he said wrapping your scarf around your chest properly. "I will try to not be ill," you said letting your cheek blush with his closeness. "How are you getting home?" He asked knowing the long distance back home. "I'm going to sleep at Haknyeon's, Kevin will take me and Jubin home tomorrow," you said feeling safe in Juyeon’s winter warms. "Have you rang him yet to come and get you?" He asked as you shook your head. "Fancy a coffee? Either at mine or at a cafe. I can drive you back to Haknyeon's house when your ready to go home." He said as you thought quietly.

"Coffee at yours sounds good," you said hoping for a much more private time. Jumping into the car the quick twenty minute drive sped through as you heard how he had fallen for Eric's baby Lily. That Eric would bring his daughter over each week for Jubin to hold. "She's such a sweetie, makes me appreciate Christopher and Changbin a lot more. But I also wish I was part of Jubin’s life at that age too," he said parking the car. "You sound so broody I'm surprised you haven't settled down already," you joked trying to avoid the topic of the past. "No when I have another baby, it will be when I find a perfect relationship. Right now their isn't anyone," he said turning the engine off. "No one at all?" You question as he smiles shaking his head. "Well that's a lie theirs one girl, but it's complicated," he admitted as your heart fell. You regretted the change of topic and wish you stuck with the past.

"What cakes you got to go with the coffee?" You questioned with another change of topic. "I got some ice cream I don't know if that's better or not," he said as you playfully rolled your eyes at him.

Putting your phone down from texting Haknyeon to take the coffee Juyeon made you. Juyeon returned to the freezer to get the tub of ice cream. Passing you it and the spoon he sat beside you. "Oooh Strawberry flavour," you said lightheartedly. "That's Jubin's, I will need to get her a new tub in the morning," he said watching you scoop a spoonful up. "So have you met anyone?" He asked as you shook your head putting the spoon in and enjoying the delight. "I think I've made too much of a mess of relationships," you admitted as he looked a little sad. "You know messes happen for a reason. It's for you to build yourself better, stronger so you can make the real relationships last," he said as he took a spoon and took some. "I know but what if I'm not ready for one yet. I never want to hurt anyone again," you admitted. "We're quite a pair, you won't have a relationship because you fear you will hurt the guy. The reason why I won't pursue mine is I'm scared that they will never trust me again," he said letting his eyes lock with yours. "Trust you again? Why what did you do?" You whispered feeling dread that their was someone in the last six months.

"You see I cheated on her," he admitted as your heart fell. Was he up to his old games? Is that what you did to him made him go backwards? "When I found her again and we slept together. I went and told her partners what we did. I acted irrationally, I don't even want to see it from her point of view that she was scared of losing her stability and I let her walk away," he added taking another scoop. "Now I'm scared she would never trust me not because I'm a cheat but because I abandoned her," he added placing it into your mouth as your words failed you. "All I wanted to do was reach out to her but the longer it went the harder it was," he said as he wiped the drop of ice cream off your lips. "Maybe she was waiting for the same? Maybe she was wishing every day you would call her," you said letting him know. "I would say she probably was a mess without him, filled with regret for the pain she caused," you said as his eyes watered hearing your words. "I love her so much not a single day has gone by when I haven't loved or missed her," he said cupping your face. "She will know how you feel, because she feels it too. By the way she does trust you, because you were young when you made the mistake. She understands why you wasn't ready to forgive her then. Plus he said Rome could be built another day," you said with your voice low. "Take her to Rome," you added as he bit his lower lip. "I can't," he said closing his eyes briefly. "Why not,” you tilted your head feeling deflated. "Because Rome came to me instead," he smiled as he pressed his lips to yours.

Your kiss was gentle, his lips kissing you moments before his tongue came to action. His hands placing yours under to move you to straddle him all without your lips parting. His hands after a while fall to your top as he helps to undress you. Lips falling onto your neck as he suckles against them marking blemishes. "You don't need to mark me I'm yours," you hiss and he chuckles. "I'm marking you Because your mine," he growls before biting in a little more harsher. "Fuck," you whimper despite your core throbbing enjoying his torture. Grabbing the ice cream he takes a spoon and feeds you as he takes one for himself. Without swallowing he takes his mouth to your nipple. The ice cream making your nipple cold and errect. He slides the ice cream that's now dribbling down you to the other nipple, repeating the same before swallowing what is left. Looking at the dribble mess of the melted treat he starts licking up your body.

His eyes on fire as they don't leave yours. "I think you should be my personal dessert," he says looking hungry your way. Standing up your hands wrestles with his T-shirt. "Patience baby?" He whispers flicking his finger in front of you. "But you have me almost naked," you whine as he smirks which has your breath stop in its tracks. "You're my dessert that's why. I'm going to lick the sweetness from you and then fuck you," he threatens with darkened eyes full of lust. Placing his hand against your chest he gently pushes you backwards so you're laying on the table, your legs dangling off. His lips find your skin above your navel as he helps to pull your bottoms off. Finger tips wresting above of the band of your pants as he slowly removes them. The warm sensation of his lips has your skin fill with goosebumps. Another spoonful of ice cream which has melted further gets dribbled all over your body. The mischievous smirk when he's engrossed using the mixture as if it's icing on a cake. When he's finished making a mess he removes his top and you almost feel like combusting. You’ve missed your favourite man's perfect body. Opening your thighs, he leans himself across letting some of the mixture brush over his skin. He doesn't care about being sticky as his tongue is too busy dragging the strip of dribbled ice cream on your chest towards the nipple, sucking each time his tongue makes a puddle. He continues following the stickiness till it reaches your heat.

Like he needs more he finds another spoonful dribbling right over your core as the anticipation has it clench around nothing. The flat of his tongue licks around your folds as he slurps the ice cream. Your body tingles as his tongue hits your clit that's burning with need. Soft moans escape as he flicks and suck at your sensitive bud. Hands fall to his hair as he plunges his tongue into your heat. "That feels so good," you whine grinding yourself against him. It doesn't take long for your coil to snap as your sure your juices splash against Juyeon's waiting mouth.

Standing up his jaw is glittering with your cum looking more intoxicating with the look of concupiscent in his eyes. Sitting up on the table your eyes take to his clear hard bulge in his pants. Cream all over his abs has you equally mouth watering. Standing to kiss him he gets lost in your mouth. But your impatient for more then his tongue and not soon later you depart to sink to your knees. "My turn," you say patting the seat for him to return to. Pulling his own bottoms down he smirks as he sits his cock resting heavily against his stomach. He shivers as your lips touch his thighs as you work kissing them up towards his abs. Lips in search for the ice cream smudges, you kiss, slurp but also press your own blemish marks upon his abs. Once you licked him clean which is a quicker job as he didn't have much on him, your hands holds the base of his cock. Pumping it briefly despite not needing help witnessing it red and angry. Wrapping your mouth around him he hisses as his stomach tenses. "Fuck," he cry's as you start a pace. Hands fondling his testicles helps to release a cry from him. As your tempo increases his need for release is chased further. Hips helping to buckle him deeper into your mouth as you start to gag on him.

It's like it spurs him on more seeing tears start to form in your eyes. "Fuck Y/N this is so hot," he whimpered as his hand falls behind your head to help your mouth take more as it sinks to his public bone. Your sure your oxygen is being taking from you with each drag of your head along him. Your no longer in control, it's all him as his thighs begin to shake before he removes you from him. Spluttering as the air hit your lungs you look at him dazed when he was so close.

"You on the pill?" He asks as you shake your head. Grabbing you by his hands up he scoops you over his shoulders as he takes you to his room before placing you on the bed.

Walking to his draw he opens a pack of condoms ripping the foil with his teeth as he looks back at you. "I want you as my wife before we try for another one," he says with ownership. "Is that a proposal Lee Juyeon," you teased as he looks at you cockily. "Y/N You'll know when I propose trust me, but it's a promise that one day I will make you my wife," he says with the deepest of desire in his features.

Lips falling back to you as he places his condom on himself, The only signs left of his fuck boy days. Dragging yourself to the middle of the bed his lips follows and his hands which are at the side of your waist. After a couple of pumps he flicks one leg behind his waist before slowly easing himself in. Walls stretching around him pulls moans as he looks down at you with a besotted but heavenly look. "Your mine right Y/N," he pleads with desperation. "Yes Juyeon, I'm yours and your mine, this is our second chance for us both," you said with desperation in your tone for a brand new start. "I fucking love you Y/N," he says before locking his fingers with yours. "I love you too Lee Juyeon," you said tightening your grip with his.

With that his slow pace starts, it's like his dick is dragging slow and torturous in you. But you know it isn't just to break you, it's to stop him from exploding himself so soon. You soon become needy and start meeting his thrusts. Your walls deliberately clamping around him like he's a whip to a horse to get it to go faster, which works just like that. "Fuck Y/N calm down I won't last long," he admits which has you chuckle. "We got all night right or can't you do it all night long any more in your old age," you mock as he rolls his tongue along his gums in fake annoyance. "Are you sure you're the one that can keep up?" He query's. "Well let's see who folds first," he dares his eyes excited before his pace increases. It's like he’s chasing his own high desperate to prove he can keep his stamina, and his ability to recover all night long. It's not long till his cock which is hitting your cervix has you screaming his name like a mantra. Your walls pulling out his as he fills the condom.

It was a small taster of the night to come as you continued to make love, fuck and torture each other till the birds break morning. ------------------🔺-------------------- "You look beautiful," Kevin said admiring you as you smiled his way. "You mean I scrub up well," you said showing off as you twirl. "You scrub up more then well," Haknyeon said turning you to face the full view mirror. He was right you was almost unrecognisable in your wedding dress. Today was the day you was getting married. You was finally making a family for your children. You was so blessed and so in love that you couldn't wait to see the very people dearest to you. "Mummy," Jubin said running behind you in her beautiful bridesmaid's dress. "Don't you look a stunner princess," you smile besotted. It's then Hyunjae walks in holding the most beautiful little toddler in his arms. Your hands reach out to hold the little mite, but Hyunjae grip stays strong keeping you parted. "He needs his dad, he needs changing," Hyunjae said chuckling with his nose wrinkled. "Well their getting changed right now, surely you can do it being his godfather and everything," Kevin scoffs as Hyunjae scowls his way. "Do I look like a dad, I'm the fun crazy uncle for a reason," he scoffs as the toddler wiggles desperate to get to you. "Come here, this uncle can be responsible and fun," Kevin groans as he scoops the bundle up and takes him to change him. "You have to hold your brother’s hand very dearly," you say cupping Jubin’s face. "I'm a good Nuna," Jubin complains as if you've insulted her. "I know just he may be a little overwhelmed, their's a lot of people out there," you said pressing a kiss to her forehead. A knock goes on the door and your stomach gets the wildest butterfly's. You know that means Changbin and Christopher are ready. "I thought you said you wasn't nervous," Hyunjae says amused at the change of your demeanour.

"I'm not, just it's taken a lot, an awful lot to get here," you said as Haknyeon held his hands to you. "Then for what it's worth let every second of today be enjoyed," he said squeezing that made you smile widely. "Are you going to make them wait, Changbin is looking like he wants to run out there," Kevin said coming back into the room as he placed him on the floor. Jubin held his hand lovingly as you cherished looking at them both. "Come on let's get you married," Kevin said holding his hand out to you as you took it nervously

Changbin almost breaks down the second he sees you dressed in your wedding dress. But he holds his emotions in tightly. "My baby mama," he cries as you deadpan his way. You never have got use to his new name for you. ---------------------🔺----------------

Juyeon had suggested so that Jubin had a biological connection to any siblings Changbin and Christopher had, that you be an egg donor for them. It had been weird seeing your own features in a little bundle that you had not carried or had any legal rights over. But Bang Changyu like Jubin only shared your dimples and cute nose. He was 100%Christopher's biological son. You realised in a second how it felt to wait for news on a child that was biologically yours but was being carried by a surrogate. You wasn't his mother, you were his Aunt, that had been very weird to settle into. One weekend a month you would have Changyu too to let them have them time. Juyeon had gone from their enemy to now a close friend of theirs. As a family you had enjoyed many holidays Jubin loved every second of her blended family. -------------------🔺-------------------

Today was the day you were marrying Juyeon but also Changbin was marrying Christopher. It was why Changbin looked a nervous wreck ready to bolt at any moment. But seeing you in your dress had pulled him to a pure mess. "Your so beautiful," he whimpered as Hyunjae tossed him a hanky. You didn't have much time to console him as your father took one look and started sobbing too. "Wow just wow Y/N," he said looking proud. "Right are you both ready?” Kevin said looking at you both as you nodded.

Hyunjae gave Changbin away as your father did the same with you. You could hear Changbin silently sobbing to himself as his eyes had found Christopher who looked a worse mess then him. Minho was consoling him and then his head turned to his right as he placed his hand to console the other groom.

Lee Juyeon had some tears falling down his most beautiful face. He looks so stunning in his grooms fitting. His beautiful eyes wet was totally engrossed with you and the look of besottedness made yourself become emotional. Your memories of your engagement flooding you as you made your way towards him.

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Jacob had asked you to come meet him and Lia for lunch and instead you found Juyeon. He was so nervous he was jumbling his words you thought he was telling you he was ill. But when he took to his knee, ring and a red rose in his hand you sobbed and straight away agreed. Juyeon kissed your tears of joy as well as your lips.

You found the sweet gesture, that Christopher and Changbin with newborn Changyu and Jubin, was hiding by the side had come to help set it up. A moment that made you realise that the life you had now was so much more content. -----------------🔺---------------------

"Hi wife," Juyeon giggled like a school child when you reached him. But his reaction when you said hello husband had you chuckle loudly. He looked like he would faint. Your wedding day was perfect, marrying him putting everything bad to bed was so rewarding. But what you couldn't wait for was to get him to the hotel room.

Up their you handed him two boxes two different sizes. He looked at you puzzled as you chuckled his way. "Their gifts, it's my wedding present to you," you smirked his way as he looked a little sad. "I didn't get you anything though," he scoffed as you chuckled. "The smaller gift is also kind of from you," you said with excitement. Dashing to the smaller box he opens it like a excited child on Christmas Day. But one glance and he drops it looking at it like it froze him to an ice cube.

"You're not," he gasps out barely audible. "Ready for baby number two?" You smirk as he looks at you with pure fear in his eyes. "How are we going to consummate tonight?" He cries in shock. "It's fine and safe to have sex I promise you," you said as he looked at you not sure. "But I knew that would be your response, so box number two," you said looking at the larger box. "I won't find a flashlight in there?" He asked eyes widened. "Just open it," you ordered him as he opened it with apprehension. "Really I don't think so, I want the pink not the brown, you’re my wife not a ho," he said with amusement but concern. Especially as the last time you ran from him. You chuckled watching him look at the box of Anal toys in fear.

"I'm fine I've been training, look," you said pulling your wedding dress up, lowering your pant to bend over. Showing the sparkly anal plug resting between your cheeks. Head tilted with amusement and bewilderment he looks stunned. "So your horny pregnant wife is ready for you to take in your favourite position," you wink as he stutters totally stumped. "You are amazing you know that Y/N, you're perfect and all mine," he said as his hand falls to your stomach.

"We're having a baby?" He asks like it's slowly sunk in. "Yes this time we get to do this together," you whisper as you kiss the falling excited tear from his cheek. "I love you so much, I'm never letting you go again," Juyeon promises as his kisses slip to yours. It's a promise that you don't even doubt because by your bad past you've both finally grew to better versions of yourselves.

Sometimes you have to make mistakes to grow.

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[fleurheon]

eric, sunwoo & younghoon of the boyz for phantasy pt. 2 (dazed concept) 🎀

[sunskiis]

happy one year to the honey mv 🐝🍯

[artiebartie]

I got my first set of The Boyz albums and I'm super happy with my pulls, sadly did not get my bias Sunwoo but even so I would have been happy with literally any of them 🥹. The cards, stickers and postcards are all so pretty and not to mention the photobooks which are all so so perfect. These concepts are gorgeous, though Riot has to be my favourite of the 3 🥰

[netkiks]

Julia's Body (2009)

REMAKE! Jennifer's Body (2009), dir. Karyn Kusama

[wishtual]