#and so i instead doodled him dying. sorry. yeah. whoops

[weakly-skoodge]

Week Eighty Three

[luci-is-a-devil-]

Beast!AU Jeongcheol

Notes: Finished! This was supposed to be a beauty and the beast au but this happened??? Whoops~ thanks to @andytheraven who gave me motivation to finish this!

•as a kid you were always teased, since you didn’t fit into the stereotype that everyone wished to be •it got worse as you got older, as your parents fought and then your father would go to the bar, to relive his memories •and your mother would leave you at your grandmothers house for weeks before even calling to see how you were doing •by the age of eight, you were being bullied more than ever, and it seemed to be getting worse as days passed •it didn’t matter if you wore nice clothes, the girls would say that it was like a hobo pretending to be royalty •it didn’t matter if you tried your best at sports, the boy made fun of you and tripped you anyway •so what was the point in trying? •every day after school you would trudge home, after taking thumb tacks out of your shoes most days •or your gym clothes would go missing, maybe your notebook would be filled with harsh threats •shoved into lockers, forced to do others chores, giving up your lunch •after a particularly long, dreadful day, you walked home without a coat or boots in the snow •you made it through the front door, and crumpled onto the floor, sobbing •your loud heaving sounds mad your grandmother rush over, seeing her only grandchild on the floor, tears streaming out of eyes •you asked your grandma why everyone hated you? •why did they make fun of you? were you really a mistake? •did anyone except for her truly love you? •the words that she spoke next would change your life, believe it or not •"Would you like to forget everything? Not feel the poison from the words they whisper behind your back?“ •you nodded, tired of it •just waking up made you tired nowadays •the nightmares that plagued you at night, repeating the torture that went on In the day •why have emotions if the only ones you feel are negative ones? • •when you went into school the next day, the kids did the usual •the girls would avoid you and then wait for you to cry just so they could act innocent •but not today, never again •you walked right to your desk and sat down, looking forward at the board •not even bothering to glance at the girls •when it was gym time, the boys lined up for dodgeball •they told the teacher that you wanted to play with them, and she let you join the group •the plan was that everyone on the other team would get to pelt you •and no one would be any wiser •or so they thought •when the teacher blew the whistle, you reached the balls first and threw them as hard as you could at the other members •one by one, they got out, you dodged the balls like they were their words filled with poison •one touch from them and you’d be back where you started •eventually it was only you left, everyone else was out •throwing the last ball to the other side, you looked at the teacher and with a deadpan voice •"yay. I won.” • •you didn’t actually forget everything, maybe your grandma wasn’t that powerful of a wizard •or maybe that was the only way she thought you would understand what kind of magic she put on you •what she did do was give you the tools to build a wall •her magic worked the moment you stepped out of the house •you couldn’t feel any emotion from anyone except yourself, no anger or sadness would come from the students who tried to tear down your self esteem •you were blank, you were average, you were so emotionless that it scared your peers •if someone would crash into you, you’d look blankly at them and continue walking •if a teacher called on you, you’d give a blunt answer, uncaring if it was correct •but when you got home… •YOU WERE A HOT MESS •spending twelve hours a day, five days a week, being emotionless took a toll funnily enough •it would come crashing back to you once you stepped through the door, •hundreds of emotions all at once •happiness from getting the correct answer, sadness from hearing that you class pet had died, anger from a teacher blaming you for not passing handouts •all the emotions that you hadn’t felt that day, came within five minutes •sometimes it was too extreme, to many at once and you had to lie down •but not today, today was alright, it was a balance of emotion •"Grandma, I’m home!“ •dropping your bag on the floor, you went to walk into the living room, where she was most likely sitting •stopping for a second to read the photo that had been hanging since your emotions were sealed up •Emotions are fragile, when they flood into you like a river, the spell will break and so will you •the words used to scare you, would make you want to stay home •since home was a safe haven, wasn’t it? •"y/n?” •that wasn’t a voice you remembered, nor was it one that your heart wanted you to remember •slowly stepping into the living room, you saw you grandma, she was staring at a stack of papers on the coffee table •across from her was a lady, the lady you’d wait by the door for her to come home •to receive her calls, just something so you could pretend that she cared about you •"what are you doing here?“ •your tone was cold, and you could tell that she was hurt by how she flinched at your voice •your grandmother asked for you to sit down, so she could explain what was happening •why was this happening? •you sat stiffly down on the couch down next to your grandma, your eyes never leaving the intruder •"honey, i never wanted to leave. I wasn’t in the right place to take of you, I could only think about hurting myself.” •she started off, but honestly you couldn’t bring yourself to give any fucks •"you and that man abandoned me! You left a child alone! You never called! I’d spend hours by the door, Waiting for someone who’d never come!“ •you yelled, anger taking you over, you could feel your face turn red with anger •your grandma seemed proud that you were finally speaking up for yourself •both of your hands were shaking, you could taste the metallic consistency of blood as you but your lip •"I know. And I apologize. I’m sure your dad would too.” •"why isn’t he here?“ •you didn’t want him here, or her for that matter, but if one was barging in, the other one followed •"h-he passed away. A few years ago. I’m so sorry” •there was a flash of sadness on her face but the she went back to a pity look •you stood up from your spot and looked at your grandma, and she just knew you were going to explode •"So what? Both of you left me! I spent years wondering if it was my fault! Now I’m supposed to care that a stranger died? Why are you here???“ •at this point, you were tired, so tired •this felt worse then when you got home, you felt anger and sadness ���"Y/N! I am your mother and you are coming with me!” •and you were gone, without even realizing you ran outside of your house, shoes off at four in the afternoon •kids and their parents gawked at you as you continued running, running from memories that you wanted to keep buried •your feet hurt, but you kept running, pushing yourself to run faster, just to feel nothing again •when your felt grass in between your toes, you started sobbing •you were outside of your walls •and you could feel •you could feel the emotions that you wanted to keep locked up •dropping to the floor, you cried •you let yourself be angry at your father, for leaving and dying without a goodbye •at your grandma for not explaining better, at your mother for returning where she wasn’t welcomed •but mostly you were tired, running and emotions took a lot out of you •so curling into your sweater, you went to sleep, imaging a fairy tale like the one your dad read before this • •when you woke up, there was a blanket over you •quickly sitting up, you looked around, expecting to be in someone’s home •but nope, you were lying on your bed of grass •instead a male was next to you, lying down on his back as if he was watching the clouds with his eyes closed •he was beautiful, but with a glance inspecting his face, you noticed that his lip had little teeth dents •his hair was messy, in a way that you could tell that it was an accident •he looked like a cute mess, a very cute mess actually •folding the blanket, you stood up and removed your sweater, leaving you in your undershirt •and then you attempted to take out the foliage from your hair, whilst you pulling out sticks and leaves from your bird nest, the boy started to wake up •he rubbed his eyes, slowly sitting up and looked at you with a lazy smile drawn on his face •"hey" •raising a hand so you could return his greeting, albeit a lazy one •giving up on the mess in your head, you offered a hand to the male who was looking at the buttercups that littered the floor •"I’m y/n" •he grabbed your hand, and you helped pull him to a standing position •"jeonghan, yoon jeonghan.“ •he introduced himself while dusting the grass off of his jeans •and the both of you started the walk down the hill, neither of you asking the obvious •why were the two of you there? •you brought up school and asked if he went to yours •and he full out laughed, cackled even •"we’ve been in the same class since sixth grade.” •yeah, after elementary you didn’t bother to learn anyone’s name •somehow the conversation moved to elementary school, and both of you found out that you were both tormented •which made you laugh, because kids are cruel no matter how you look •when you arrived at school, you were late obviously •it was third period by the time you showed up, but you couldn’t find it in yourself to care •jeonghan invited you sit with him during lunch and you agreed, happy to have someone to take what was going on off your mind •during classes everyone avoided you, as per usual •it made the day more bearable, as you doodled in your notebook •soon a sketch of the sleeping jeonghan was doodled in the center, with a butterfly drawn on the tip of his nose •soon it was lunch! •so you walked down to the cafeteria, nervous to see jeonhan again •nervous to have emotions, that you had to deal with at the same time as things happened •but sitting at the table was jeonghan (his hair looked combed now) and three other boys •all of them looked normal functional humans, but since they hung out with jeonghan you assumed they weren’t •sliding across from jeonghan, you waved again and he lazily greeted you as he continued to steal grapes off of the boy with full lips tray •the boys looked at jeonghan as they waited for an introduction, which only came as he started taking the strawberries off your tray •"this is y/n. I met her in the forest, we slept next to each other.“ •he said biting into a strawberry, the juice trailed down his lip •he was quickly passed a napkin from grape boy, which he smiled at but didn’t take •laughing at the display of affection, all of the males at the table except jeonghan looked shocked •making you raise an eyebrow in their direction as you stole a blueberry from jeonghan •popping it into your mouth, you heard a gasp from the whole cafeteria •looking behind you, you watched as hundreds of eyes were drawn on you •"why?” •you asked, looking at jeonghan •"they think cheollie and I are dating. You look like a home wrecker right now.“ •he replied licking his finger that had juice on it •so you did the only thing that you could do •you turned and took a grape from grape boy, put it in your mouth and offered him a strawberry •with a smirk from him, he bit it out of your hand, leaving only the green part left •another collective gasp from the cafeteria as the three of you continued to trade fruits •when lunch was over, you waved goodbye and started to walk to class •"hey y/n, see you after class?” •that was grape boy, you spun around and nodded, waving in his direction, you continued to walk to class • •after class, you waited to see if the males would actually come •and they did •along with people following them that would shoot you dirty looks, making you giggle and point them out to jeonghan •"I highly doubt your name is cheollie or grape boy, mind introducing yourself?“ •you asked the full lipped male, as he ran his hand through his hair •"really? I’m Choi Seungcheol, same class since seventh grade.” •you shrugged and reintroduced yourself and then asked what was up with the group of girls following you •both of them looked at each other, and started laughing •"oh seungcheol! You’re perfect! You’re body is like a sculpture, you’re thighs were crafted from god!“ •jeonghan said in a high pitched tone, as if reading from a script he clasped his hands and pretended to swoon •this made all three of you cackle, as this impersonation was very much like some of the kids you had heard today •"did you see jeonghan? His face is like an angel! He’s so innocent! I hear he comes from a rich family! And he wants to be a doctor!” •seungcheol screeched, doing the same motion as jeonghan earlier, only his muscles bulged out of his clothes •you were laughing on the floor, your face red as you tried to breathe through your laughter •being with these two was amazing, even though you’ve only known them for a day, this was the best you’ve felt •but good things have to come to an end, as the intruder walked inside of the store where you and seungcheol were currently teasing jeonghan for getting a bowl of fruit •"y/n! Where were you? I was worried sick!“ •yeah, and alcohol and strange men worked better than Tylenol •looking like a deer in headlights, you tried to slip through an aisle and avoid her •but to no avail, she grabbed your wrist, her red fake nails dug into your skin •looking at the two boys, you could only mouthed help before she dragged you out of the store •before throwing you into the car, and flipping the child lock so you couldn’t escape •you saw jeonghan and seungcheol outside on the sidewalk, being very confused •you started banging on the window and screaming, hoping that they could hear you •you mom started the car and drove away, just as you saw seungcheol tap the brunette male on the shoulder •he pointed to the car as it zoomed away, your hands on the window • •the days had passed on, the woman had taken you to the house that you lived in early on •there she kept you in the same room that they would lock you up in when you were younger •the walls were painted the same dark green it was years ago, toys were all over the floor, webs were in the corners of the walls, but no spiders were to be found •you were entirely alone, except for when she would force you out of the room to clean •and then you’d be shoved back in the same small room •the carpet was coming up, you could see the planks under the rug •she wouldn’t bring you food, only throwing half empty bottles of water •the plastic on the top always had red lipstick on it, as if she wanted to remind you that she was always there •the only window was to high off the ground, if you were Spider-Man you’d have no problem •but as a weird rapunzel/beast hybrid, no such luck •some days you could convince yourself that your grandma was looking for you, or jeonghan and seungcheol missed you •but no one came except for strange men that would pay your mom, and then they both would disappear •leaving you alone in the house •and today was the day •the day where you left, you had been taking pillows and clothes for days •and finally you had a big enough pile, so you threw them out of the window and waited for them to fall •once they collected a circle-ish area, you climbed out onto the thin ledge of the window •you’d only have one chance, and you jumped with all your might •for a moment it felt like you were flying, like you had no worries, everything was okay •and then you hit the ground •pain wasn’t an emotion, but you had never felt it like this before •screaming in agony, you watched as people crowded around you •they would yell for someone to call the police as they watched, instead of doing it themselves •your screams kept getting louder but only when you saw one face did you stop •it was one of the boys you sat at the table with, when you ate with jeonghan the first day •"call Han, and cheol, and gran. Please.” •you begged, knowing that you might be done, that you might not get the fairy tale ending •and you saw an ambulance pull up, and everything became quiet •their mouths still moved, but no sound was coming out •and your eyes keep closing, just a little nap couldn’t hurt • •when you woke there were two bodies next to you •"beauty, and gaston, what a wonderful surprise.“ •you croaked out, your voice was scratchy •but they heard you •their heads both shot toward you, two pairs of eyes watching your every move •the first emotion that you felt wasn’t anger at being kidnapped, it wasn’t sadness from leaving these two •you felt loved, warm, you could finally tell eight year old you that someone loved you •you looked sleepily at jeonghan who had his hand holding yours, while his other one was holding seungcheol’s calloused one •"what a nice surprise to see you as well, beast.” •you weren’t a Disney princess, you were you •and they were them •no magic was needed anymore •and they lived happily ever after • •got you! •nah you had to go to court, to get you mom to go to jail and in case she got patrol •you had to get an order of protection against her too •then you visited your dads grave, only to find out that you had step siblings, older and younger •your grandma was given full custody, and you got to stay at your school •kids treated you differently, seeing you as a victim instead of one of their peers •no longer wanting to be average, you became the valedictorian •your speech said that you were a victim, so were all the other teens who graduated along side you •you were all victims of society’s rules, but you, you made it out alive •head held high, hands intertwined with Seungcheol’s hand, agile his other one held his diploma •your left hand holding jeonghan’s who was holding his diploma and had been given bowls of fruits by other students •life was hard, there were things you’d have to go through •but you never had to question whether anyone loved you