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The Princess - Prequel

Pairing: Mafia! Poly! Ateez x Fem! Stripper! Reader (ever so slightly Hongjoong focused but not by much)

Genre: Angst, fluff, a hint of smut (no actual sex scenes just mentioned)

Synopsis: Looking at ATZ you’d never expect that they were capable of being in love. Yet they are. How did this happen though? How did you get tangled up in this? And why were they so determined to keep you safe?

Warnings: Kidnapping, major violence, death/murder (not of the major characters), implied sexual activity, MxM of course, alcohol consumption, nightclubs, reader was a stripper, not proofread. So because of all of this please ⚠️MNDI⚠️ if I missed anything please let me know.

Word Count: 5,8k

A/N: ITS FINALLY HERE!!!! I won’t blabber here for too much! So I really hope you like this! Any feedback is appreciated! As well as any questions! Enjoy!

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“Goodness this place is gorgeous!!” You squeal as you twirl around in your villa.

As San suggested, for your ten year anniversary, you and your husbands went out on a vacation. This year it was to Greece.

“You chose well my smart husband.” Hongjoong compliments Yeosang with a kiss.

“Thank you.” He smiles.

“You guys are too much!” You giggle as you open the glass doors that lead to the beach.

“Nothing is ever too much for you our princess.” Seonghwa says.

You can only smile back as you continue exploring the villa. Later that night you all, as per your request, laid on the beach to stargaze.

“Hmm 10 years with my amazing husbands.. what did I ever do to deserve thissss?” You sighed

Hongjoong who was beside you, reached over and grabbed your hand. Brought it to his lips and kissed it.

“Existing. You exist.”

Before you could protest all of your husbands sounded their agreements to captains statement.

While some of that statement holds true. As the moment the boys met you all those years ago, they knew they would give you everything you ever wanted.

The thing is.. something actually did happened to you.. something that technically you did.

That thing made them want to forever repay you. To make sure a smile will forever be on your face, your heart always content and your mind forever at ease.

The truth is your kidnapping that happened almost a month ago now, was not the first time you were taken from them.

There was only ever one other time.

That fateful night is what changed your husbands to be as protective as they are towards you now.

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Let’s start at the beginning though.

See, while now the name ATZ sends a chill down most people’s spine in your town. Possibly even your province. Soon it’s possible even your entire country. As they’re the most powerful group of them all. 8 powerful men who wouldn’t let anything get in their way.

They didn’t start like this though.

They started out as 8 unfortunate boys all from different parts of town. Some came from cruel families, some were even orphans. Yet somehow they all met each other and instantly clicking like it was fate, or destiny. They all completed each other in a way and shared similar goals and dreams. As well as similar feelings towards the cruel world.

Hongjoong hated how he was constantly looked down upon. Yunho loathed his abusive high class life. Seonghwa and San despised the cruelty society showed them. Yeosang never understood the health care system. Mingi and Wooyoung also loathe their living conditions all because of loan sharks. Jongho hated stupid rich families that took away his.

So they set out to do something about it. Maybe not necessarily to change the world, but to change their situation. It started small, just petty theft. They then moved on to scams and then to grand larceny and so on. Their crimes kept growing and growing in severity. Eventually establishing themselves as a worthy threat.

They knew they became monsters. Somewhat becoming the thing they hated. They thought it was only fair though. If the world was going to be cruel to them, they’ll be cruel back. Sometimes even crueler.

Eventually they could take small breaks and reward themselves after all the work they’ve done.

Plus men like them need to unwind somehow. So what better way than at a nice club with cold drinks and hot strippers?

In the beginning they actually never went to the same club twice, just to make sure they’re always moving. Yet one night at this particular club, something or specifically someone, made them want to stay there forever.

You.

You were the top stripper at this club. Everyone wanted a piece of you. They were no different. Well… maybe a little different. As their desire for you from the moment they saw you was a strong familiar feeling. It felt like when they first met each other for the first time all those years ago.

What they didn’t know is that when your eyes met theirs, you felt exactly the same way. Somewhere deep in your heart you knew they were the people who will make you feel complete.

Just like that, after a single private night with you (which they paid over 10x your usual rate, just to make sure they have you all to themselves), they went from constantly moving clubs to only ever going to this one. You never complained though.

They were your favorite clients.

Behind closed doors though, they were more than that. They were yours. And you weren’t gonna have it any other way. You always got what you wanted anyway. So when they first started becoming regulars, you did whatever it took to make them want to keep you.

You didn’t have to do much really.

They were already yours the second you gave them your famous lap dances.

Yet they weren’t gonna refuse whatever you had to offer. And what you had to offer was incredibly valuable.

Inside information.

People love to talk, especially when they thought no one was listening. Yet your ears were always wide open. Always looking out for the latest inside scoop or internal plans that the boys might need. So when the next time they see you, you always have something to tell them.

While you ride them of course.

Not something you do with your clients but yet again they’ve always been the exception. They give nice tips and more.

There was also actually something unexpected that you were able to give to them. Actually far more valuable than the information you had.

Comfort.

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It isn’t easy being them. They always have to suck up the hard parts of being what they are. It is their consequence. Sure they enjoy some parts of the job, they gain some sick pleasures for the cruelty they inflict. Yet sometimes it’s still a lot.

However with you now being with them, you’re able to just be there to lend an extra shoulder. It made things much easier. You were somehow able to make them feel human again. Not like the monsters they believed they are.

What was first an exchange of goods truly became much more. Now half of the time the guys show up, they truly just wanna hang out with you and drink.

Sure they hope to possibly get a kiss here and there too since they could never resist you. But it really wasn’t really their main reason to see you anymore.

And actually, hanging out with you was also what caused them to realize and admit their feelings for each other.

“..You don’t realize the rest has feelings for you?” You say with a raised eyebrow at the four who decided to give you a visit tonight.

They don’t always go to your club together, sometimes they go alone or even in small groups.

“Heck you guys don’t realize you all have feelings for each other?” You chuckle.

“You look out and care for each other the same way you do me! And as far as I can tell! You don’t look at me as just a friend.” You continue with a smirk.

Oh the looks on their faces. You’ve never seen these men be so shy before.

“…FUCK ALRIGHT FINE! I’ve been in love with all of you for a year now!” Wooyoung finally snaps.

“…me too..” Jongho then admits after a moment of silence.

“..I.. didn’t realize what I felt for you guys was.. love.. romantically I guess..” Mingi says sheepishly.

“..me neither… fuck I never thought I’d ever feel anything romantically.” Yunho whines.

“You’re still only human Yunho. And love like this is something most humans are capable of.” You say as you move to sit in his lap.

“What now..?” Jongho asks.

“That my dear Jongie, is up for you and everyone else to decided. But one favor? don’t leave me out of it?” You giggle.

Yunho could only chuckle before pulling you into a kiss.

“Never.”

Soon another round of fun commenced, where the boys became slightly more touchy towards each other. The next time they visited though, you could tell they were significantly more touchy. More happy too.

So after two years of constantly meeting up with you, they were able to become much more than friends. And they wanted you to be apart of them.

How could you ever say no?

It was all really wonderful.

After a few more visits since making it official the guys decided they wanted to do this properly. So they often took you out when you weren’t working. Being more lovely than all of the guys you’ve ever dated to the point you wondered if they were really a mafia group.

Every date they took you on was just filled with joy and love.

Here they also got to learn more about you as well. How funny you are, brightening their day with laughs. How kind you are with how much you care for them. How smart you are whenever there are problems to be solved and you even helped them with some of their plans. They also learned of your unfortunate background like theirs. How relatable it was. It just makes them fall for you even more and just solidifies how much you mean to them.

Because of that they started to really treat you like a Princess. They even started calling you that. You didn’t think you deserved it but they always told you otherwise. To them you were a princess.

Their Princess.

Despite everything you all should’ve been more careful though.

Cause love is a double edged sword.

And someone was about to exploit that.

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“Good night my Joongie.” You smile as Hongjoong is leaving your club.

“I’ll miss you princess.” He says softly stroking your face before giving you one last kiss.

“I’ll miss you too.”

Tonight it was just Hongjoong visiting. Just a quick meet up to see and treat you for the night.

He shouldn’t have.

Or maybe he should’ve stayed longer.

Or He should’ve taken you home even.

‘Cause even until now, he believed if he did, what happened to you would’ve been avoided.

That is because only an hour after he left. Someone paid you a little visit. It definitely wasn’t for your services though.

Or at least your normal services.

You were just in your dressing room counting the money you made for the night. Chuckling when you realized literally half of it was from Joong, despite you no longer charging them.

When suddenly your room was busted into.

“What the fuck?!” You yell jumping up from your chair.

“Wrong room fellas. If you’re looking for the bathroom it’s on the other side of the building! Now please get out of my dressing room. And if you’re actually here looking for a night with me, tough luck my shift is over.”

They didn’t reply. Instead they took steps towards you with cynical smirks.

You immediately knew they were bad news.

Your heart rate quickened as you tried to figure a way out fast. The men were blocking your door so your window was the only option. Once you realized that you quickly threw a nearby chair at them and scrambled to the window.

You were unfortunate still too slow, or maybe they were just too fast. They grabbed you but you did whatever you could. You kicked, you clawed, bit, screamed.

Whatever you could.

The men were kinda impressed at your efforts but they weren’t gonna deal with you like this. So one of them got out a cloth of chloroform and put it over your airways. You still fought as best you could but the chemical was taking its effects.

“You’re a feisty one. I can see why ATZ likes you.”

That’s the last thing you hear before you passed out. Panic fills you as you realize the reason why they’re after you. They’re trying to get to your loves using you. But you were determined to not let them.

When you finally regain consciousness, you saw you were in a dark room. Most likely a basement. You also felt the rope that was digging into your skin, and the rough scratchy wooden chair.

“Ah! So you’re finally awake!”

You looked to your side and saw the same man that took you. Along with his thugs.

“What the fuck do you want from me?!” You growled, playing dumb.

“Oh don’t act stupid.” He snapped. “We know about your little relationship with ATZ.”

“They’re my clients?!”

“Oh no no. Word on the street is that they’re more. And after just watching you for a few weeks.. we see that they’re so much more.” He chuckled.

“Creep.”

“Maybe. Look pretty, just tell me where their hideout is, what their upcoming plans are and any weaknesses that they have. That’s all and we’ll let you go.” He said with a smirk.

“They’re literally my clients you idiot. Nothing more. I don’t fucking know anything besides their names.”

SMACK

“Stop lying.” He suddenly snapped after smacking you across the face.

He then showed you an abundance of pictures of you and your boys in the club looking far too close to simply be clients. Then he even showed you some pics of you all out on those dates.

You and Yeosang on the beach.

Seonghwa and Hongjoong taking you shopping.

San eating with you at a fancy restaurant.

Yunho, Jongho and Wooyoung having a staycation with you at a 5 star hotel.

Mingi with you at a drive in theater in his most luxurious car.

And more.

You gulped in fear looking at all of these photos. However you just took a deep breath before looking back up.

“I don’t know anything.”

You’re not breaking.

The man then chuckled before leaning down to get up all in your face.

“Pretty. Why are you keeping secrets for them huh? Do you really think they love you? You? A stripper? They’re just bored sweetheart. They’ll get rid of you eventually.” He starts laughing at you. At the absurdity that you thought that they love you.

“So you know what I say? I say get rid of them first. Throw them under the bus! Just tell me what I want to know okay? Then I’ll let you go. Promise!” He continues. Just before pulling out a switch blade and pressing it into your cheek.

“…I don’t want to have to ruin your pretty face and body. Don’t make me angry.”

…

He waited patiently while looking into your eyes. Wanting to read your expression. He then smirked widely when he saw your eyes water.

A single tear then flowed down your cheek. Thinking he’s finally got you. But to his surprise…

You’re not. Breaking.

“Never.”

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“Hongjoong! Back from seeing darling?” Jongho ask when he saw him return home. He then walked up and gave him a hug.

“Mhm. How was the mission? Everything went well?” Hongjoong asked.

“Of course it did. Better than expected!” Wooyoung suddenly chirped in and snuggled into Joong.

“Good. Now get off me.” He said rolling his eyes. Pretending he didn’t like it.

“…Naaaahhhhh! I missed you! And our Princess! You smell like her.. hmm How is she?”

“Wonderful as always. She decided to end her shift early today.”

“Well why didn’t you take her home with you then? We all miss her you know that.” Mingi asks as he approaches Hongjoong as well. “And get off him! He’s had a long day!”

“I did too and this is how I recharge!” Wooyoung retaliates hugging Hongjoong even closer then giving him a kiss.

“I would but… I don’t know.. She also had a long day and maybe she’d want some alone time tonight..” Hongjoong explains as he moves to the couch.

“How about we just call her?” Jongho shrugs as he sits next to him.

“Yeaaahhh! If she really wants some alone time we’ll let her of course!” Wooyoung reasons as he looks up at him. “Don’t you miss her already too? I seriously can’t take being away from her for too long.” He continues.

“Enough with your whining! I’m calling her now.” Yeosang suddenly says as he walked into the room, phone in hand.

“Hmm she’s not picking up.” Yeosang frowns.

“She’s asleep already?” Mingi asks. Confused as you’re usually still up.

“Maybe she’s that tired.. lets not pester her…” Hongjoong tries to reason.

“Just try one more time. And put it on speaker!” Wooyoung says.

Yeosang only smiles at his whiney boyfriend’s antics as he dials your number again. Putting it on speaker per his request. The phone rang for a while. It rang to the point they were gonna give up and just let you rest. Thinking the assumption of you being asleep to be correct. However the phone was eventually answered.

“Oh darling! You’re still awake! Or did we wake you? Sorry love… we just wanted to know if maybe.. you’d want to come over? We all miss you! Joongie too even though he just saw you hehe” Yeosang explains with a big smile. The others expressions matching his, waiting for your response. Yet.. you didn’t? It was almost dead silent on your end.

“..Darling?”

Soon they started to hear soft panting.

A sinking feeling started to settle upon them.

“Didn’t think you’d call so soon.” A cheery voice suddenly said.

A cheery male voice.

“What the fuck?!” Mingi suddenly burst.

He then grabs the phone out of Yeosangs hand.

“Who are you?! Where’s our girl?!?”

At the loud boom of his voice, the other lovers suddenly rushed to the living room.

“What’s going on?” Seonghwa asks concerningly.

“We.. we tried calling Y/n! But.. this guy answered?!” Jongho explains in a soft panic.

“What?!” San screams.

“Your girl? Cute. Hey pretty. They’re looking for you. Why don’t you say hi? Hmm?”

“Who the fuck are you?!” Mingi continues to bark.

Suddenly a chill runs down their spine once they heard your whimper.

“Darling?? Princess are you alright?!” Yeosang yells into the phone.

You still don’t say anything, just another soft whimper.

“Speak up! They wanna hear you pretty! Oh! Maybe this will make you talk.”

“..N-no!!!”

Just then your painful ear piercing scream came through the phone.

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It’s so much.

it’s almost too much.

The pain.

For what seems like hours these men have been subjecting you to so much pain. In hopes you’ll finally talk. You’ll finally break.

But you won’t.

You can’t.

They’ve also been subjecting you to mental pain. Screaming insults and lies. Telling you how much you don’t mean to your boys, so you should just give in and tell them what they want. How there’s no point in you keeping your mouth shut. How if they weren’t gonna kill you, your “loves” eventually will.

But you didn’t care.

You’re too far gone. Maybe you’re stupid. Maybe you’re insane.

Or maybe you’re simply in love.

So even though you’ve come to acknowledge that maybe they’re right. Maybe you really are nothing but ATZ’s plaything to use when they’re bored. That they wouldn’t even blink an eye at the fact that you’re here or if you died.

You still didn’t care.

Sure it hurts…

The thought that the men you love so much wouldn’t think twice abut throwing you away was almost unbearable.

Almost.

What was unbearable for you though was the thought of them losing. Losing everything they’ve worked for. Everything they’ve built. And especially if they lost their lives.

No.

You knew from the first moment they held you, you’d do anything for them.

As pathetic as that is.

You couldn’t care less.

You love them.

Even if they didn’t.

So you’ll die here. Tortured beyond reason. Just so they stay protected, hidden and alive.

Or so you thought.

Cause the truth is they do care…

‘They called me…’ you thought to yourself

To initially invite you over cause they missed you.

But now their concerned voices are screaming out to you. Begging to know if you’re okay. Begging for your captor to let you go. Bargaining anything for your release.

Hearing all of that you could only whimper.

Overwhelmed with a sense of relief that they in fact did love you.

But you’re determined to keep them safe. So you kept your mouth shut.

Well…

Until that knife came down into your thigh.

“NO STOP IT!!!”

“LET HER GO!! WE’LL TELL YOU WHATEVER YOU WANT! WE’LL GIVE YOU WHATEVER YOU WANT!!”

“PRINCESS!!”

“I’LL FUCKING KILL YOU! BASTARD!”

“Princess talk to us! Please!”

Your captor laughs.

“Awww.. maybe we were wrong pretty. Maybe they do love you. No matter. Still just tell me hmm? Tell me where they are.” The man taunted you. Harshly digging his finger into one of your wounds. Eliciting another scream for you.

“That’s what you wanted to know?!? FUCK FINE! WE’LL TELL YOU! WE’RE-“

“No!”

With whatever strength you had left. You yelped out a plea, cutting Hongjoong off.

“D-don’t.. don’t tell him anything..! AHH!” The finger dug in deeper.

“Even now you’re still protecting them? You’re much more pathetic than I thought.”

“Princess… Princess please.. just tell him. Or let us tell him… don’t do this..” You hear San beg softly over the phone.

“Our love.. our everything please… We can handle it.. just tell him.. or let us! Please!” Jongho added.

“Huh.. I’ve been wondering for so long! What could possibly be your guys weakness?! Turns out… I’ve been giving her a beating this whole time.” Your captor laughs along with his other goons.

“I promise you. We’ll make you fucking pay for even daring to lay a finger on her.” Yunho growls.

“Hmm I’ve been doing much more than that haven’t I pretty?”

SMACK

“STOP!”

“So tell me!”

“We’re at-“

“B-boys stop..!”

“Oh my god stop interrupting them!”

“Y-you wanted me to talk so badly?! I’ll fucking talk! Just.. let me talk to them first!” You yelled.

He stays silent for a minute. Thinking. He then sees no harm in letting you talk to them cause you are finally talking. So he then rolls his eyes at you before moving the phone closer to you.

“..Boys…” You cry.

“Princess! We’re here!” Seonghwa yells, trying to reassure you.

“It’ll be okay our love! Just h-hang on okay?” San adds.

“Just tell him what he wants to know..! We’ll handle it yeah..?” Mingi asks of you.

“My lovely boys.. please listen to me very carefully…” You take a deep breath as you get choked up. Tears streaming down your face.

“I love you. So much. So please… Give this fucker hell for me.”

As soon as those words leave your mouth, you lurched forward and was able bit into your captor’s wrist.

“ACK FUCK!!! YOU FUCKING BITCH!”

He then drops the phone trying to get out of your bite. Now while your upper body was tied up, stupidly your legs were not. So with your free leg you stomped on the phone, effectively smashing it.

Cutting off your communication with your boys.

Soon enough your captor’s goons pulled you off of his wrist.

“You’ll never know where they are! And you’ll never beat them! And when they kill you, I’ll deal with you in hell myself you fucking bastard.” You vow with conviction and eyes filled with a crazed fiery passion, after spitting his blood onto his face.

“Well then enjoy hell you psycho bitch.”

Your world suddenly went black. His fist being the last thing you saw.

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“What? Princes-“

BEEP BEEP

Call disconnected.

“NO!!!”

“PRINCESS NO!!”

“FUCK!”

Panic ensues. The boys are spiraling, still screaming pleas into the phone hoping it’s some kind of glitch. Hoping you can still hear them.

“Yeosang please tell me you got their location?!?! Please!!” San yells to the boy who was trying to locate you through the call.

“W-wait! I-it’s still searching!!” He yells back, eyes filled with tears after hearing everything. Eyes frantically looking at his laptop screen, begging for it to give him your location.

“The call ended!!! Are you sure the GPS can find it?!” Jongho asks.

“It has to!!! God knows what’s happening to her!!!” Wooyoung answers him.

“Please.. please princess hold on… we’ll find you..!” Seonghwa pleads softly into his shaky hands.

“FOUND IT!”

“LETS GO!” Hongjoong barks.

Within a blink of an eye, the boys got into their vehicles and were off. Disregarding any traffic laws and almost certainly causing some kind of accident. But that’s a later problem. They just needed to save you. Quick.

“We’re on our way.. please just hang on…” Yunho says softly as he floors it.

And just like that they found the place where the GPS says you were. It looked like an abandoned house. However based on the armed guards that were surrounding the area, they’ll bet that you were in fact in there.

“Everyone be safe!!! But do what you must to find and get her back!!!” Hongjoong orders through their radio.

Just like that, without mercy and a second thought they stormed in, killing anyone and everyone that wasn’t you in this wretched building. Every room they entered, their eyes searched frantically. Desperate to find you. Absolutely terrified of your fate.

Now you would think that they were outnumbered. As you would think the entire building is just filled with tens of henchmen and it was just the eight of them. You would in fact be correct. They were outnumbered.

However that didn’t matter.

The reality being nothing has ever stopped them before.

And nothing will stop them now.

Especially with your life on the line.

They’re filled with so much pure rage and determination. To the point that if they had to save you in hell from the devil himself. They would.

So what should’ve been a death trap for ATZ. Became a death sentence for your captors.

Eventually Mingi who was ahead of the others, found a looked door. With all his might plus with the adrenaline pumping through him, he broke it down. He saw it lead to a basement and he just knew you were in there.

“GUYS!!! COME HERE!” He shouted before running into the basement.

Yet when he got to the bottom, dread immediately plagued his heart. What he found should’ve filled him with relief but it didn’t. What he found was you. Unresponsive. Tied to a chair with your head tilted down. Bloodied and bruised beyond compression.

No.. you can’t be…

“P-princess…”

“Mingi?! Did you find he- ...no… please no…” Yunho whispered.

The others soon followed Mingi into the basement. When they all saw you though, they feared the worst. When Hongjoong saw the sight of you, he felt his world completely shatter.

“Princess…” He said before running to you and getting on his knees before you. You looked so broken. He didnt even have the heart to touch you.

He couldn’t see you breathing… So he believed the worst.

“Princess no..”

Some just catching a glance at you and already couldn’t take it. Causing them to turn away while holding in their tears. The others just kept staring at you, holding on to hope, approaching you softly.

Hongjoong then ever so softly moved your blood soaked hair out of your equally bloody face.

“Princess.. wake up… l-look at me please..”

Just hours ago he left you at your club after a lovely visit filled with laughter and love. Just hours ago he saw you smile so beautifully at him. Just hours ago you kissed him goodbye. Just hours ago… you were alive…

He’ll never forgive himself.

“I’m so sorry… I’m so so sorry…” he sobbed.

He looks down unable to look at your state anymore. At the sound of their boyfriends cries, they all broke down.

They couldn’t believe that they were too late. They couldn’t believe that they lost you. They knew that they should get out of there. They’re sure more men were gonna come after them but they’re finding it hard to care. You were gone. What does it matter anymore?

Or so they thought.

As Seonghwa was approaching you to cut you out. He noticed your finger twitched.

‘She’s alive..?!’ Seonghwa thinks, eyes widening

Then he sees you trying to move your head ever so slightly and he knows you’re still alive.

You’re still with them.

“S-she’s moving!!! She’s MOVING! she’s alive!! Hongjoong she’s alive!!!”

Hongjoong, who was closest to you, along with everyone else’s eyes immediately snapped back up and saw your own fluttering open.

“…j-joong..ie..”

“P-princess!!!! Cut her out now!! Seonghwa!! Yeosang!! Take her to the nearest hospital!! Do what you must to get her urgent care!! We’ll deal with everything later!! Princess hold on okay??? Just hold on!!” Hongjoong orders.

As quickly and carefully as they could, they cut you out of your restraints and carried you out. While Seonghwa and Yeosang left to take care of you. The others are going to deliver on their promise.

So they continued their massacre in this building. They continued to kill anyone in their sight, being more brutal now. Knowing you were no longer in this building. Also because they saw what they had done to you.

No person should live after what they had done to you.

Eventually they burst into a lavish office. Only to see just a man sitting at his desk sipping wine.

“So? You’re finally here. Did you get to her in time? Or did she kick the bucket already?” He chuckles.

Recognizing his voice, they knew this was the man responsible. They also saw the blood on his hands and clothes. It completely blinded them with rage once again, that this man could tease them like that as he was splattered in your blood.

So while usually the boys did enjoy some stupid banter between their enemies. Obviously though, they’re currently not in the mood.

So without blinking, let alone saying a single word. Hongjoong walked up to him and knocked him out with a single wrath filled punch.

Oh your captor will think hell will look like heaven when your boys are done with him.

.✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ✧.

Your eyes begin to open. Bright light is what greats you. For a split second you thought you died. Thankfully though you felt their hands on you. Knowing that it’s their way to make sure you’re still there with them. At the flutter of your eyes they perk up, waiting to see if you’re really waking up.

You did.

You opened your eyes fully and take in the sight of them.

My goodness…

They look so disheveled..

They’ve never looked this sad, this worried, this.. broken…

You couldn’t help but pout a little before slowly smiling when you really understood the situation.

You’re still alive. You’re still with them. And they’re right here.

“M-my loves…”

Not a single pair of eyes were dry in that room.

Everyone started to sob at the reality that you’re gonna be okay.

“We did what you asked princess… we killed him. We made sure he suffered too.” Hongjoong tells you in a whisper.

“He won’t hurt you anymore.” Yeosang adds.

“No one will.” Seonghwa says.

“We promise.” Wooyoung tells you as the others nod.

You smile at them before crying even more.

“I’m.. I’m just h-happy you’re here… I’m happy you.. you actually love me..” You sob.

“what?! Of course we do..!” Yunho says

“He.. he made me think… y-you’ll… you’d throw me away..”

“Never.” San promises.

“I was.. so scared… b-but I promised myself t-they wouldn’t get to you.. I.. I wasn’t gonna let them..!” You cried harder, remembering all they put you through.

The boys did what they could to comfort you. Reassuring you that they were safe and that you are very loved. Your cries and the stories you tell of what they did to you also causing them extreme pain.

At the end of your retelling, you heard a soft thump. You all looked over to see Hongjoong on his knees beside your bed.

“J-joongie..? My love what are you-“

“I’m sorry… it’s all my fault.” He starts, with a shakiness in his voice.

“Hongjoong my love that’s not true-“

“No. It is. I should’ve brought you home. I should’ve protected you. You didn’t deserve any of that. I.. I’m sorry.” He starts, tears streaming down his face.

“But I promise you princess. I will do. Anything. And everything. For you. To make sure this doesn’t happen again. To make sure you’re safe, happy and loved. I’ll make sure nothing will ever harm you again. I swear.” He vows to you still on his knees.

As you were about to speak, all of your boys then began to sink to their knees as well.

“We swear too.” Jongho vows as well.

“Darlings…”

“We’ll make sure you’re the most respected. The most feared. The most important person anyone will ever know. No one will ever dare harm you again.” Yunho adds to the vow.

You hear it in their voice. They mean it.

And these boys always delivers on their promises.

“My loves… Thank you.” You say softly.

Just like that, that’s how the tradition of people bowing down to you started.

It took you weeks to fully recover. The boys making sure to keep you company and you get the best service while you were healing.

Though they had lots to do though. They had to deal with the hospital and the traffic accidents caused trying to get to you. It was all worth it though. Because at the end of the day, you’re always worth it.

Once you were discharged they surprised you by revealing that they bought a new home. One where you’ll be living in with them. It really was a dream.

A couple of years later, you all finally decided to tie the knot. It was a lavish but small wedding. You nine are the only family you have. So it’s just you and the very confused officiate. You wouldn’t have it any other way though.

It really was the best night of your lives.

.✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ✧.

Ten years later here you are.

Celebrating your anniversary once again.

After your night on the beach, most of you were discussing what else to do while you’re on vacation. You noticed however that one of you was not there. You looked around the villa to find Hongjoong at one of the balconies.

“Joongie..? Sweetheart? What are you doing here my dear husband hmm?” You ask as you approach him. Hugging him from behind.

“…I can’t believe we’re here.” He softly mumbles.

“..in.. Greece?” You ask confused

Hongjoong chuckles before turning around to hug you.

“No. I can’t believe we’ve been married for ten years.. together for.. what 16? And.. happy. After everything…” He says softly cupping your cheek and rubbing it softly.

You giggle before nodding.

“Me neither darling.. but I can see the sadness in your eyes. What’s troubling you hmm?”

“..I just… I can’t believe you still love us after everything. My love.. you got kidnapped again…. after I promised.. I vowed. that I would keep you safe. You stayed with us after all of that and I can’t really see how... I honestly wouldn’t be surprised if you suddenly ran away fro-“

You then cut him off his rambling with a kiss.

“Never say such ridiculous things my husband.” You said sternly. “I would gladly get kidnapped everyday if it means you’d be the one that saves me and I could be with you forever. Why? Because you’re worth it.”

“You’ve made me feel so happy, loved and alive all these years. When before you all I was just surviving. I love all of you so much. You call me your princess because you treat me like one. Why would I ever run away from that? …Please stop blaming yourself for what happened to me all those years ago and what happened recently. None of it was your fault. Besides! Remember what I told you all? What really harmed me that night was not the physical aspect of it. Sure it hurt. But what really made it torture was the thought that you wouldn’t save me… that you didn’t love me. But you do. So it made it worth it and I never once doubted your love for me ever again. So please never doubt mine.”

Before he could argue you cut him off with a kiss once again.

“No arguing with your wife on our anniversary. …or ever cause I’m always right anyway.” You giggle.

It caused Hongjoong to laugh too before nodding and pulling you into one last kiss.

“Alright.. I love you darling. Forever.”

“I love you more.”

“YAAAH WHAT ABOUT US??”

You turned around to see the rest of your husbands, Wooyoung in the middle all pouty.

“Oh just get in here already!” You say before they all quickly come over and wrap you two up in a big group hug.

Getting here wasn’t easy. There are also a million things that you guys went through that parts of you wish you didn’t. Sometimes you wish you all were just a normal married couple that wasn’t constantly targeted.

Yet moments like these…

Yeah.

It’s worth it.

“Sooooo ready to continue celebrating our ten years in this beautiful place my loves?” Yunho asks

“Let’s go!”

.✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ✧.

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Masterlist

🪻 Hii! Im Leven! I'm a writer who has previously written some stuff on YouTube but now I'm on Tumblr.

🫧 INFJ | Studying psychology 🥼 | Asian

🍧 Atz, Svt, Kiof, Njz, Itzy, Zb1

🌸 I respect people so I expect you to respect my boundaries as well. Please DNI if you stan lsf, illit and skz (currents are fine! 🩷) I'm very cautious about not interfering myself with their fans. Please do respect my choice!!

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Hongjoong

- Ironheart

Captain!hongjoong x reader

Our captain is a ruthless man. And he needs ruthless weapons to remain the king of the seven seas. And it's a bonus that he becomes obsessed with the strongest soldier of the king

Seonghwa

- Royally Bound

Prince!Seonghwa x reader

You were always treated like a shadow in the house. Being the youngest, nobody listened to you. And you slowly stopped caring. So much so that when you were arranged to marry the Prince, you didn't care. But he was quite the opposite of what you thought he would be like.

Yunho

- Unscripted

Idol!Yunho x idol!Reader

Yunho was known for his sick performances and beautiful vocals. He also adored his juniors. But when a certain unique group debuted with a certain unique member, that adoration turned into something more. And when he realised that she was a fan of ATEEZ, he was over the moon.

Yeosang

- Chasing Shadows

Popular boy!yeosang x chubby!reader

You are an average student trying to live through college. Trying to gain as little attention as you can. But the world said fuck you and you caught the eye of one of the popular guys. And he makes it so obvious that he's attracted to you

San

- Ideal Trip

San x reader

You were visiting a school to give a mock test. You weren't expecting to get teleported in a parallel universe where black monsters chase you down. And surely you weren't expecting to find a man lost in that realm using you as a key for his escape

Mingi

- By Her Side

Bodyguard!Mingi x princess!Reader

Mingi has been with you since you were ten. Growing up with people always reminding you that you're a princess made you overstimulated. But when Mingi came along, you realised that you can be a carefree child again. Why? Cause Mingi was there to take care of everything!

Wooyoung

- Heart At Sea

Pirate!Wooyoung x reader

Wooyoung was always the light of the ship. He was the man who made everyone chuckle after they had a bad day. So when he came across a girl who was even more of a sunshine than him, he felt something he never felt. But then he uncovered her past, and that unleashed the protector woo in him.

Jongho

- You are

Pirate!jongho x town girl!reader

Running into men while completing erands was not rare for you. But what happens when the man who you ran into is the very man who saves you after being kidnapped by loan sharks?

- Outscored pt. one | two

Jock!Jongho x Reader

You and Jongho were rivals—until rivalry turned into something neither of you expected. Between heated arguments, stolen glances, and unspoken tension, the lines blur. He’s everywhere, pushing, teasing, and making your heart race. But falling for him? That was never supposed to happen. And yet, here you are.

OT8

Ateez as dark entities

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beenbaanbuun · 6 months ago

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ateez as sharks

i have a passion for sharks🧍🏻‍♀️

park seonghwa - whale shark

honestly they’re just gentle giants but beautiful gentle giants!! such sweet and kind 18 meter long babies…

they’re known to be one of the least aggressive fish in the sea and are incredibly un-territorial! it reminds me of how seonghwa just lets san invade his space all the time

kim hongjoong - pyjama shark

tiny little guys who look so incredibly cunty!!!! i love them they’re so cool and fashionable just like hongjoong

they live in reefs which are incredibly lively environments just like i imagine the hj/wy/jh dorm must be

jeong yunho - wobbegong shark

LOOK HOW SILLY!!!! just like our giant silly little guy yunho (they also grow surprisingly bigger than you expect! 3.2 metres for this guy is wild, he should be tiny)

they’re not considered dangerous to people but they’ve been known to attack a few!! just like how yunho is so calm but everyone agrees he’d be fucking dangerous if he got angry 👀

kang yeosang - zebra shark

LOOK AT THESE LITTLE GUYS AND TELL ME THEY ARENT THE CUTEST THINGS EVER (yeosang included!!!)

i was going to put a fun fact here but i’m going to quote my angel @vesvosmozhno and say that the fact that they’re zebra sharks but are spotty and not stripy is incredibly yeosang coded

choi san - greenland shark

greenland sharks are just abnormally large, freaky little giant guys

they’re very slow and while they’re primarily scavengers and eat whatever comes along, they have been known to engage in stealth attacks, even taking down polar bears… just like san’s aggression on stage comes from FUCKING NOWHERE HES SO GENTLE OFF STAGE WTF HAPPENS

song mingi - saw shark

look how cute this giant fucking creature is! they’re so silly and sweet and have to cutest little smile ever

saw sharks are kind of clumsy (you would be too if you had a giant saw on the end of your face) but they’re incredible (and aggressive) hunters! it’s like how mingi is a cutie patootie until he steps foot on stage and then… well🧍🏻‍♀️

jung wooyoung - nurse shark

nurse sharks are so sleek and perfect oh my god (also my favourite type of shark, i just think they’re so incredibly pretty)

they have an impressive dorsal fin which most people would see as a sign of danger but they’re actually docile and sweet under their dangerous exterior!!!

choi jongho - thresher shark

no thoughts, head empty; i love thresher sharks so dearly. just look at them and tell me it isn’t jongho? those massive fucking eyes god i love them

but despite how silly they might seem, they’re so fucking cool! their tails can grow to 3 meters long as is used as a weapon to stun their prey and make hunting a whole lot easier for them. they’re so impressive omg

#ateez #sharks #atz #jongho #wooyoung #mingi #san #yeosang #yunho #hongjoong #seonghwa #shark

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liaspenandpaper · 2 months ago

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The Dame for the Gentlemen in Distress

Your life begins to spiral down when you decided to accept the hands of your childhood friend-turned pirate who invited you to be part of his crew while the said crew set the town in fire.

You haven't seen Seonghwa in years after him leaving their village with the hope of being a marine. Even if you were opposed to it, you thought that you have no rights to stop your friend from achieving his dream.

TW: This story contains themes of abuse (physical, emotional, and sexual), graphic violence, threats of harm, trauma, exploitation, and bullying. Reader discretion is advised.

This is purely fiction and no means represents Ateez’s members in real life.

Lia's Note: English is not my first language, so this might contain grammatical errors. Please bare with me. Love lots.

In front of you is the biggest ship you had ever laced your eyes upon. The ship has this ominous presence that makes a normal person like you, uneasy.

ATEEZ

Your eyes widened from the recognition of the name. Ateez is the new yet most fearful pirate crew that sails in the vast ocean. You couldn't believe that Seonghwa would become part of this deadly crew and just forget his dreams of being a general.

As you stepped your foot on the deck, you contemplate if you would just jump off from the ship, the moment you saw the rest of the crew members. They were all bloody, you’re not sure if those bloods were theirs or not (you’re pretty sure it's not).

"Now, what do we have here? I guess you've picked some stray, my dear," a short man whose hair was split into two shades, the other part black and the other white said with scrutinizing eyes in your direction. You found the nickname a bit amusing, but shrugged your curiosity away, since it not your place to pry.

"She's the one I've been telling you about, Joong. She's Y/N, my friend," you looked at Seonghwa as he introduced you with so much excitement to his crew hoping they would greet you warmly, but as you looked backed at them, they only stared at you with contempt, which is unfortunately haven't noticed by Seonghwa. You immediately knew that your presence is not welcome.

"Joong, I asked of you. She has nowhere to go. I just can't leave her alone. I beg you to let her come with us," Seonghwa held the man whom he called "Joong". You can see the shift of his expression as he is now looking at Seonghwa. Joong's expression now held some fondness to it, so different from the way he looked at you.

"Of course, my dear. Your little friend can stay, but I expect her to not just become a mouth to be fed," he answered and emphasized the last part of his words.

"She can stay as long as she's not useless or I'll kill her and feed her to the sharks."

You gulped as you interpret his words. He must be the captain, you concluded, because as all of them are scary and intimidating, this little guy exceeds a more authoritative vibes than the others.

"Thank you, Captain!" Seonghwa looked at your direction with so much joy, you reluctantly offered a smile as you saw the other's sour mood.

Damn this will be difficult. You thought.

🥀

"Hey, you clean the dishes,"

You sighed. It's been a week since you boarded Twilight, Ateez's ship, and you never stop regretting coming along with Seonghwa.

It's been a week and the rest of the crew never treated you like a human being, rather a monkey whom they can just order around. You don’t have any complaints on helping around the ship, instead you like it. You don’t want to become a burden to the crew, but them treating you like equal would be very much appreciated.

"Are you even listening to me?" Wooyoung snapped his fingers at your face and it seemed to do the job as you muttered an apology and started to clean the hell of a mess in the kitchen.

"Tsk. Can't even do her job right," you heard Wooyoung said, and it made your heart sank a little bit.

You believed that you haven’t been a freeloader in the ship, you followed every task they've assigned to you. You wiped every grime on the areas of the ship that has accumulated for years that Seonghwa could not clean because of the hectic schedule he has. You cooked them meals and put all your knowledge when you were working as a cook to a pub since you were twelve. However, those weren't appreciated by the crew except Seonghwa of course. They always have a say, they didn't do it or say anything in front of Seonghwa, but they do it behind his back. You’re just glad you have the patience and mindset of your father, because your nature to say anything without thinking placed you to difficult situations before and you don’t want that to happen right now, so you try your best to shut your mouth.

As you were now washing the dirty dishes someone entered the kitchen. You checked who it was and it was Hongjoong.

"Making yourself quite useful, huh?" Hongjoong gave you a smirk, a smirk so belittling it triggers the sleeping irritation inside you. Among the crew members, you find Hongjoong the most insufferable. As you learned all of their names, associate them by their hair colors, you also learn that Hongjoong loves Seonghwa, not just a friend but more beyond that and is not shy of displaying his jealousy after you and Seonghwa interacted. Not just Hongjoong actually, but the entire crew is jealous every time Seonghwa talks to you.

It's not that uncommon to have multiple partners, but it shocked you a little that Seonghwa has seven lovers. All of them so possessive they could bite your head off of if they want.

You didn't reply to Hongjoong, since you don’t know what to say. He approached you in the sink and leaned on the counter, staring at you menacingly.

"I swear if you’re doing this or anything to seduce, my Seonghwa, I will not hesitate to throw you off from this ship," His voice quiet but it didn't fail to make you shiver. What he said is absurd and nonsense, but you were afraid that if he became blinded by jealousy, he will really do it with no hesitation.

"I am not interested in Seonghwa, Captain. He is my friend whom helped me find a place to belong to. I owe him my life, so I am doing my best to not be a burden to his crew and it didn’t even graze my mind to seduce him, that would be weird," you calmly said, proud of yourself of not sounding too scared of him.

"Besides, Seonghwa is too in love to all of you to bat eye to another person. He already has 7 lovers that he could pin on, so why get jealous?" as much as you don’t want to ran your mouth carelessly, unfortunately your mouth was faster than your brain this time.

Hongjoong’s expression grimaced and you knew you’re screwed. Hongjoong stepped closer to you, so dangerously close and grabbed your arm tightly. You’re pretty sure it will leave an awful bruise later.

"You're a clueless little mouse, aren't you? Don't speak to me like you are a part of the crew, and remember your place. Better keep your distance to Seonghwa or I'll kill you," he lets go of you and left the kitchen, banging the door behind him.

"Possessive freaks," You muttered under her breath as she continued her task.

🥀

You heeded Hongjoong's warning-slash-threat. You kept your distance to Seonghwa, muttering an excuse every time he speaks to you. Of course, your friend wasn't an idiot. Seonghwa is not oblivious to his crewmate’s behavior towards his friend. He often scolds them every time they treated you badly, but one thing Seonghwa doesn't know, is that the more he scolded them, the brewing hatred towards her keeps boiling near its highest point.

It was a month later when they finally can't handle their jealousy anymore. They collectively didn't know why they just can't ignore you. It's not like you were seducing Seonghwa as what they have been saying, it just that your presence was an abnormality, now they don't know how to act normally.

They're not sure if it was amusement that they've been feeling from the start, masking it with jealousy to hide the fascination to finally meet their lover's friend that he told them about. They knew you are important to Seonghwa, that even after all these years he held you dear in his heart. But they can't help to act harshly towards you, seeing Seonghwa's eyes lit every time you’re around and they were threatened of you.

Questions that they can't answer starts to float around their head and it hunts them, the uncertainty of what the future holds hunts them. However, their not-so-ill feelings towards you might compromise your safety.

“Hongjoong, it’s dangerous to let her come with us! She doesn’t even know how t—” Seonghwa couldn’t finish his words as he was anxiously pacing around Hongjoong’s quarter.

“Then she should start to learn how to, right? It’s not that some of us trained to fight either, we learned as we fight,” it was Yunho.

“You don’t understand, I’m not saying she couldn’t f——” Seonghwa was cut off again when Wooyoung interrupted.

“What do we don’t understand, hyung? If you want her to stay with us then she should also fight right? We only have each other, she can at least learn how to defend herself, since I won’t,” Wooyoung bitterly said.

You are just listening from the corner of the room, and you can’t help yourself, but to say something, “I can go,” you interrupted, you can’t let the crew fight over trivial things, so you decided to intervene a little.

“I can fight. I can defend myself. Let me go with you,” you firmly said to them, with your resolve and determination not once wavered. Seonghwa sighed in defeat, thinking his crewmates will regret letting you go with them.

“That’s the spirit! Who knows if you proved yourself enough, I could consider you as a crew of Ateez?” you knew Hongjoong isn’t being sincere, but you can’t just pass this opportunity to prove yourself more. That you deserve to be a part of Ateez.

🥀

Jongho handed you a sword, and you gladly received it.

“Thank you, Jongho.”

He didn’t reply, as you expected, but the lack of words from the guy didn’t affect your mood at all. Jongho wasn’t a talker, as you’ve observed. He prefers to listen and only engage to more important discussion, never much on casual banters.

You continued to stare at the weapon on your hand. The sword was well kept, and you’re thankful that it is a sword that fits you like a glove. Just the right size and weight for you.

Their mission was to infiltrate a banquet held by a corrupt lord of an island, who’s abusing his power and authority to rule over the indigenous and original settlers of the island. And you learned again that Ateez’s nature is to steal from those who steal.

For the government and for the normal folks, Ateez’s means of doing things are considered immoral, illegal, and wrong at every angle, but to those people whom they’ve helped, they are seen as heroes, a light who brings hope.

“Y/N you don’t have to do this,” Seonghwa hasn’t stopped pleading you to change your mind, but his pleading only went to deaf ears.

“I’m not the same fifteen-year-old girl you knew, Seonghwa. I too have shared fair number of moments where I have to defend myself, if I couldn’t, I would never be here in front of you,” you said firmly. It is indeed true, from the years when Seonghwa was absent from your life, things went haywire, and it forced you to do things in order to survive. There were no gray areas, it’s either kill or to be killed, what you mean is that you could either be sold off to men and be their sex slaves or kill those men.

“I don’t mean that, you know? I know you can fight, Y/N. I would even bet my life you can take me on a fight and win fairly. It is not you I’m worried at, you know what I mean right?”

The both of you shared a knowing look. Shaking your head, you told him, “Don’t worry, Hwa. I won’t let loose,” you promised.

Oh, boy you speak too soon.

🥀

“SOMEBODY STOP HER!” Mingi shouted as he fights someone. His pleas fell into deaf ears as you continued to bash the head of the guy who’s groping a young girl earlier. He is the last guy you’ve beaten up, so you make sure you did a number on him.

When the nine of you arrived in the banquet, it was full of old men and young children. The scene that you’ve arrived with was so disgusting it almost made you throw up all of the food you ate earlier.

These men were feasting to these children, making them sit in their laps, touching their bodies, kissing them in areas that old men shouldn’t lay their hands on. Pictures flashed in your minds, the scenes where you rescued young children from the hands of those rich filthy bastards whose past time are getting off watching children get mauled by other men. It made you sick to the stomach, seeing the traumatized faces of those children that mirrors the looks on the children here on the island.

The disgust suddenly turns into anger and the moment your hand touches your sword, you let your instinct took over your body until you were snapped from your trance when you hear voices calling out your name.

“FUCK! SHE’S FUCKING INSANE! Y/N! DON’T CRUSH HIS HEAD!” Hongjoong yelled in a distance, then you see yourself straddling a bloody man with a bloodied wine bottle in your hand. You weren’t satisfied enough since the man is still conscious, you’ve done this a lot to know when he’s dying, but he’s far from it, so you continued pounding the bottle to his head.

“JONGHO, RESTRAIN HER!” Jongho kicked the man he was fighting and ran towards you. You felt him pry you away from the poor guy you’ve fixated on.

“Y/N that’s enough, you’ll end up killing him.”

You straightened yourself and glanced around. Everything’s a mess, but the man’s face below you is messier. “Crap, are we not supposed to kill any?” you asked Jongho with genuine concern, “I didn’t kill any, right?” you added. Of course, you knew you didn’t, you just asked for courtesy.

Jongho sighed before answering, “Yes, we’re not supposed to kill anyone, Y/N, and fortunately you didn’t kill anyone from your savagery earlier,” he handed you a cloth that seemed to be a handkerchief.

You hesitantly accepted it, but nevertheless you used it to wiped your face as per Jongho pointed out, “You look like you’ve been in a blood rain, wipe your face, can you?” he said. You smiled from the gesture and realized that this has been the longest he’s spoken to you.

“You’re crazy, I like it,” he said to you before walking towards the others. You feel the pride swelling in your heart. Hearing Jongho somewhat acknowledging you was very rewarding, so you ran and catch up to him as you two reached where the rest of the crew was.

“Y/N! What did I say about losing control? I knew bringing you here was a terrible idea,” The joy you felt earlier suddenly switched. Seonghwa’s look of disappointment to you reminded you of the past where he is always scolding you from being too much.

“Yeah, and thanks to her we almost compromised our mission,” San said in a huff, and you see him rolling his eyes to you. Guilt starts to eat you as you see their annoyed and disappointed faces, except Jongho who said, “Guys, she didn’t compromise the mission, if not for her we wouldn’t subjugated Lord Kwon,” he pointed out the man whom you left just earlier.

“She single-handedly fought with Kwon’s guard, she deserved to be praised, is she not?” Jongho added.

Ateez’s dynamic never seems to amaze you, as you see how Jongho’s words affect the others. He may be the youngest in Ateez, but his words still held authority. All of them values each other’s opinion and that is one of their traits that you admire and one of the reasons you learned to respect them. Yes, Hongjoong is their captain, but the rest have their rights to voice their suggestions and concern.

“Seonghwa, I think you might have forgotten to mention that our little mouse here is a trained fighter, and not just your damsel in distress,”

“She wasn’t trained, Joong, she has to, or she would have ended up like the children we’re rescuing from, years ago.”

#liaspenandpaper #ateez x reader #ateez fic #ateez fanfiction #ateez imagines #atees scenario #ateez

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onedumbho3 · 6 months ago

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Ur Dumb Hoes’ ATEEZ RECS PT.2

Guide: Not Titled (N/T)

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showering with ateez by @seonghwaddict

N/T by @beenbaanbuun

Ateez 'n free use (+ somno) by @seventhcallisto

ateez! while getting head by @jjunberry

OT8 x Reader/Poly

Dungeon Crawler & Double Stuffed by @kitten4sannie

N/T by @holybibly

N/T by @multi-kpop-fanfics

How We Live in Tokyo by @yeoslattes

opposites attract by @beenbaanbuun

Part 2 of Pretty Flushed by @holybibly

Seonghwa

Timeone by @hwaightme

Fire and Water by @wooyoungiewritings

Golden Hour by @cheollipop

Its ok to be a perverted girl by @myloveforyunho

Siren!Seonghwa by @yourfatherlucifer

“Yes baby…that’s it.” by @hwathinker

N/T by @kittyyeo

N/T by @thetypingpup

Hongjoong

mean dom!hongjoong & PRETTY PINK by @nateezfics

N/T & Taking Care of You & Behind Closed Doors by @everyonewooeverywhere

Shark Bait by @yourfatherlucifer

N/T & N/T by @holybibly

Training Wheels by @luvt0kki

A Sky Full of Stars by @frenchkisstheabyss

Yunho

Restricted Airways by deactivated account @/hwasdollie (if they have another account let me know so I can tag them)

Cowgirl with Yunho by @k-hotchoisan

Its Okay to Cry by @everyonewooeverywhere

like a dream by @cheollipop

N/T by jonghoslvt-deactivated

bf!yunho × reader by @kittyyeo

Watch by @puddingyun

Yeosang

[Yeosang×fem!reader | MDNI] by @kittyyeo

“Flex” by by @xuchiya

Sensitive by @puddingyun

Whispers in the Dark; Sweet Dreams of You by @idyllic-ghost

Siren! Yeosang by jonghoslvt-deactivated

first time. K.yeosang by @ilwonuu

San

N/T & Sweeter Than Sweet by @holybibly

good knight by @bro-atz

Always Avalible by @everyonewooeverywhere

N/T by @cherryycheoll

Mingi

Size by @cyberteez

Grease and Oil by @bvidzsoo

overstim w mingi by hwasdollie-deactivated

N/T by @myloveforyunho

Wooyoung

A Heart to Warm by @i-luvsang

To the Side by @k-hotchoisan

Ebb by @puddingyun

drabble 💬by @xuchiya

Ateez soft hours: jung wooyoung by @whimsicalwritingsandmore

Pantie Theif by @ja3hwa

[5:45 PM] by @edenesth

Jongho

Cock warming with jonho by @beenbaanbuun

The Pool by @beenbaanbuun

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touchme-teezme · 5 months ago

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Fashion Week.

— mingi ver.

PAIRING | ateez mingi x genderneutral!reader

TAGS | (kind of?) fluff, meet cute, alternate universe, model!mingi has a crush

RATINGS | SFW

SONGS | fashion killa by A$AP Rocky, I THINK by Tyler, the Creator

SUMMARY | it’s your first day of working at fashion week and you fucked up without even entering the gates. that’s when you needed mingi’s help to make sure you didn’t get fired.

AUTHOR’S NOTE ▸ this is my first fanfic!! ahhhh (confetti machines explodes) so please be nice huhu. this was something i came up with while actually working at fashion week this year lmao so this is very self-indulgent. a fantasy if you will. i’m also kinda salty that milan & paris fashion week didn’t invite mingi, so i will. letting him walk too mama. models should be grateful this fine ass man chose to be ateez’s rapper. that’s all, okie bye—enjoy.

Milan Fashion Week.

One of the biggest events of the year is being held right here in Italy. Starting today in Montenapoleone, the most exquisite tailoring, the longest legs, and the prettiest faces walk a special runway, while the famous, powerful, and influential gathered to witness what the world would be wearing for years to come.

Understanding the weight of this moment, and how fortunate you were to be part of it, it was today, of all days, that you were running late.

Jostling through the crowded public transport, the stifling heat of the subway still clinging to you, you emerged onto the bustling streets. Honking cars trapped in gridlock loomed like a barrier between you and the entrance to Fashion Week.

You weaved through the chaos, silently praying that nothing had fallen out of your purse—the zipper had been open the entire time. When you finally reached the gate, security stopped you, informing you that guests were about to arrive and the staff entrance was now closed. Only those with crew tags could be admitted, and they had been distributed during assembly—an hour and a half ago.

You sent a silent prayer for a miracle, but it seemed even God was sitting this one out. Pleading with the guards got you nowhere. You couldn’t call your boss; this was your first mistake of the season, and if fashion had taught you anything, it was to take initiative and fix problems before they reached your boss.

Circling the building like a shark hunting for a way in, you spotted him.

A face like an angel, wrapped in a sleek black Saint Laurent coat. You recognized him from today’s model lineup: fourteen shows, 6’3", lean build, size 43 shoes—Song Mingi, the season's newest sensation.

He’d been scouted in Incheon while buying a sandwich at a convenience store. Your friend in the industry took one look at him, got his details, and flew him out for a casting. He stole the show and was signed that same day.

He looked a little lost, scanning his surroundings with a phone pressed to his ear. Judging by how he hung up and stared down at his phone, whoever he’d called hadn’t answered.

Mustering your courage, you approached him. Tapping him on the shoulder, he turned, towering even more up close.

“Hi, you’re opening the first show, right?”

“Yeah, that’s me,” he said, studying your face as if he should recognize you.

“I’m with Fashion Week,” you said, hoping to reassure him. He sighed in relief.

“Thank God. I’ve been trying to figure out who I’m supposed to meet. I’ve got this that I’m supposed to trade for an access tag, but no one’s shown up to get me and help.”

“That’d be me,” you lied smoothly. Admitting the truth would’ve been a disaster. “I’ll take you in.”

“Awesome! So, uh... do we just go in with this?”

“Yeah, actually, pass it to me, and I’ll get you checked in.”

“Oh, you’re a lifesaver,” he said, his tone completely at odds with his dark, brooding look.

As he handed over his tag, you finally had your golden ticket. Glancing around the crowded street, you nudged him, “Let’s go.”

He didn’t hesitate, looping his arm through yours. You both walked—though you had to pick up your pace to match his long strides—heading for the back entrance. Flashing Mingi’s card for the exchange with the guards and ushers in the front, you passed yourself off as his manager and were waved through with the temporary yellow wristband that lets you in.

Relief flooded through you when the plan worked.

You handed Mingi back his tag, reminding him to wait until he was called. You guided him to the model green room, where other models should be waiting.

“Dude, there you are!” one of the models greeted him as soon as you both walked in.

“Yunho!” you heard Mingi call his friend. “So I kind of overslept this morning and—”

“On the first day? Brutal.”

You slipped past the towering figures without a glance, heading straight for your station.

Unbeknownst to you, Mingi peeked over his friends’ shoulders, watching as you disappeared backstage, wanting to thank you, but the words never made it past his lips.

Before you knew it, it was showtime. You slipped into place just in time, heart still pounding from the earlier chaos, but no one seemed to notice your absence. You did everything you could to ensure the show went smoothly, handling last-minute changes, guiding models, and coordinating with the backstage crew.

And then, the lights dimmed. The music swelled. The air hummed with anticipation.

That’s when the white curtains dropped, and Mingi emerged. Now transformed with styled hair and makeup, zipped into an avant-garde masterpiece that must’ve taken hundreds of hours to perfect. He strutted down the runway as if he had been doing this for years, though you knew it was his very first show.

He exuded a natural talent and presence that had the audience captivated. But it wasn’t just his walk. There was something magnetic about him, something raw yet polished enough to turn heads.

For a brief moment, his eyes swept across the room and locked onto yours. You froze, convinced that he was looking directly at you rather than the sea of cameras and faces in the front row. You could’ve sworn he smirked as he turned to make his way back up the runway, leaving your heart still racing.

As the show continued, you found yourself catching glimpses of him every now and then backstage—during quick changes, makeup touch-ups, or casual interactions with the other models. Each time, he seemed more relaxed, slipping easily into conversations, though his gaze always seemed to linger just a moment too long when he spotted you.

You headed backstage to run an errand, and there he was—leaning casually against the wall, waiting for his next cue. He looked relaxed, with clips in his gelled hair keeping it flat and perfectly styled. As soon as he spotted you, a grin spread across his face.

"Hey, stranger," Mingi said, straightening up as you approached, hunting down a specific box in the corner.

“So I heard something funny.”

“What’s that?” you asked, fishing out magazines wrapped in plastic and passing it off to the frazzled intern waiting behind you.

“The guy who was actually supposed to get me this morning? He was apparently searching for me outside for like, twenty minutes but I’m glad to see you actually work here and that I wasn’t an accomplice to some rogue crasher.”

You chuckled, continuing to hand off the magazines to the intern, who was struggling to keep up. “Okay, full disclosure—I was totally winging it this morning. I was late, I didn’t have my pass and used you to get in.”

“So I was a ruse?”

“Pretty much.” You shrugged, glancing at the intern balancing the heavy stack. “Take these to reception, and give them out after this slot ends,” you instructed, watching her scurry off.

Mingi raised an eyebrow, clearly amused. “I see."

“Desperate times,” you replied with a shrug of your shoulders. “Sorry about that.”

“No need,” he said, leaning in slightly with a conspiratorial grin. “To be honest, I was too stressed to think straight too. First-show jitters and all.”

“Jitters? Your walk didn’t look like it was your first show at all.”

Mingi shrugged with an easy smile, his eyes sparkling with mischief. He leaned in a little more, lowering his voice like he was letting you in on a secret. “Honestly? I’m just pretending I know what I’m doing.”

You laughed, feeling your nerves ease a little as the conversation flowed. “Well, that makes two of us and you’re pulling it off way better than me.”

He grinned. “You look like you’ve got it all under control, though.”

You raised an eyebrow. “Looks can be deceiving.”

His smile lingered as his eyes held yours a moment longer. Then, his name was called from across the room. He glanced over his shoulder, clearly needed elsewhere, but before he left, he turned back to you, his voice a little softer. “See you after the show?”

You nodded, unable to help the smile tugging at your lips. "Yeah, maybe," you said, your voice softening as he walked away.

The rest of the day passed in a blur of people, clothes and camera flashes. Every so often, you’d catch sight of Mingi, either on the runway or during chaotic backstage moments. And every time, he’d either flash you a grin or give you a subtle nod, like you were sharing some inside joke.

By the time the final show wrapped up, exhaustion was beginning to settle in. You were busy packing up when you felt a tap on your arm. You turned to see Mingi standing there, dressed in the clothes he wore this morning, but with his last runway makeup still on and his hair was slightly messy from the rush.

“So… I made it through my first day,” he said, beaming at you.

“Congratulations. Thirteen more to go,” you replied, returning his smile.

“You know, I wouldn’t have made it without you,” he teased, his voice softer now.

You waved it off, feeling the heat rise in your cheeks. “Oh please, you were the star today. I didn’t do anything, I just brought you backstage.”

“Well,” he said, his eyes twinkling, “I think you deserve some credit too.”

Before you could respond, a silence settled between you—one that felt comfortable, yet charged with something unspoken. He shifted his weight, hesitating for a moment.

“Are you sticking around after this?” he asked, leaning slightly closer.

You glanced around, noticing the crew still milling about but the bulk of the work nearly done. “Yeah, I’ll be here for a bit. Why?”

Mingi looked down, as if weighing his words before meeting your gaze again. “I was thinking… Maybe we could grab a drink or something.”

You hesitated, glancing around at the chaotic backstage scene—the racks of clothing, the scattered equipment, and the crew members still rushing around. Your excitement deflated a little as the reality of your responsibilities sank in. The day wasn’t quite over for you.

“I’d love to, really,” you started, biting your lip, “but I’ve got to stay for cleanup and a team brief afterward. It’s going to be a long night.”

Mingi’s smile faltered for a second before he gave a small nod, his expression softening with understanding. “Ah, I see. Duty calls, huh?”

“Yeah,” you sighed, feeling a twinge of disappointment.

He chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. “I can’t imagine doing what you do. You guys really are the backbone in all this, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you sit down today.”

You gave a rueful smile. “Yeah, I should’ve been a model so the only move I would be doing is down that catwalk.”

Mingi laughed, a warm sound that made you momentarily forget how tired you were. “You’d probably pull it off.”

“Not with my schedule,” you shot back, shaking your head. “Or y’know… all this.” You gestured to yourself.

“Nah don’t say that. You’re gorgeous.”

Your stomach flipped. “The model height requirement, I mean.”

Mingi’s cheeks flushed slightly, and he scratched the back of his head. He shifted his weight, biting back a shit-eating grin, as if debating whether to say something more. Then, his voice dropped a little, almost teasing. “Well, if you happen to finish early… maybe I’ll still be around.”

This guy...

You tried to keep your cool. “You should just go. Your call time is early tomorrow. Now that you’ve got your tag, you can just come in through the same entrance.”

He held your gaze, his smile lingering a little too long, eyes twinkling with mischief. “Damn. I was hoping you’d come save me again.”

You laughed softly, shaking your head as he gave one last playful salute before turning and walking off. If only you’d love your job less, you would’ve been getting drinks with a fucking model right now.

#ateez #song mingi #ateez fanfic #reader x mingi #model mingi #ateez fluff #touchme-teezme os

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xomakara · 7 months ago

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Tides of Rivalry

(re-posting from my old account seulrinnie-rinrin/xomakara-secondary)

SUMMARY | You and Hongjoong have a rivalry to be the best captain of the High Seas. You constantly bicker with each other but you both hold high respect for each other. You both get stranded on an island and then feelings ensue.

PAIRING | Hongjoong/Reader

GENRE | piratecaptain!Hongjoong, piratecaptain!Reader, smut with no (maybe a little) plot, unprotected sex (wrap it up everyone!), vaginal sex

RATING | Mature, 18+, MDNI

LENGTH | 5076 words

TAGLIST | --

NETWORKS | --

AUTHOR’S NOTE | Here's Pirate Captain Hongjoong! My ending could be better hahaha. But I hope you enjoy nevertheless.

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“I’m going to kill you, Kim Hongjoong.” You muttered.

“Assuming we get out alive.” Hongjoong teased.

You and Hongjoong stood back to back, arms bound and tied together, standing on a plank about thirty feet above the ground, hanging over the side of a ship. With a huff of annoyance, you tried to kick his back leg.

“Ow! Watch it.” Hongjoong said, wincing at your kick. “We don’t want to fall overboard now do we?”

“It's your goddamn fault we’re in this mess.” You exclaimed. “Whose wonderful idea was it to play cards and then lose? Now look where we are.”

“It wasn’t my idea to bet everything I had on that cursed card game either. It’s all because of you and your shitty luck.” Hongjoong sighed.

You narrowed your eyes, struggling to look at his face. “My luck is better than your shitty, shitty luck.” You challenged, butting the back of his head with yours.

“Don’t count your chickens before they hatch, sweetheart.” He teased.

“Oi oi oi! Cut that out or I will cut you.” You threatened.

“How can you when we’re both tied up?” Hongjoong laughed. “Hey at least I’ll die with a beautiful woman.”

“Ha ha. Funny joke.” You managed to mumble through laughter. “At least you have a pretty face to die with.”

How you and Hongjoong ended up walking the plank together was beyond ridiculous. They say it happens when two people come together under unusual circumstances. You were playing cards with Hongjoong and some other pirate captains when one captain (Hongjoong) got too cocky and lost his entire fortune to you. But as fate was cruel, you also lost all your money to another captain who seemingly hated yours and Hongjoong’s guts.

You don’t know how it happened. You’re drinking and playing cards with the other captains, bickering with Hongjoong and all of a sudden you’re tied up alongside him, standing on a piece of wood, staring down thirty feet below.

“You and your shitty luck.” You groaned.

“You lost too, sweetheart.” He reminded you.

“Yeah, well so did you!” You retorted.

“And now we’re both stuck here because of our bad luck.” He shrugged. “Life’s a bitch.”

“I can’t believe I might fall to my death with fucking sharks swimming down there with you!” You exclaimed, letting out a groan.

“Awh sweetheart, it’s okay to admit that you like me.” Hongjoong chuckled.

“Oh fuck off.” You mumbled.

“If we were on land, I’d definitely go fuck off. You can join me.” Hongjoong laughed.

“No way.” You snapped.

“Come on. Let’s just admit that we’re attracted to each other.” Hongjoong encouraged.

“What?! Are you crazy?! We are supposed to hate each other!” You yelled.

“Really? Because all those mean things you say to me are making me really think otherwise.” Hongjoong pointed out.

“You would probably try to seduce me if we weren’t on a bloody plank.” You said.

“And what makes you think I wouldn’t?” He asked, cocking his eyebrow.

The crew of the ship that held you and Hongjoong hostage watched your little exchange from afar, with varying degrees of shock, disgust, amusement and disbelief. After a while, they were even trying to figure out what to do with the two of you.

A crewman looked at his captain, gesturing towards you and Hongjoong, and he gave a shrug. “Is that normal, Captain? Most folks would be scared to fall to their death but those two… I swear they almost seem excited.”

His captain shook his head. “Those two are always like that. Rival captains with friendly banter between them. Even after all these years, it’s not going to change anytime soon. I guess they both can’t resist teasing each other no matter what kind of situation they’re in.”

You and Hongjoong didn’t stop talking. Your antics were getting increasingly childish and immature but at least you were distracting yourself from thinking about falling off the ship to your certain death. In fact, every time one of the sailors glanced at the two of you, you'd both yell out ‘The hell you looking at!?’ and scare the shit out of them. The reactions of the crewmen were priceless. They shuddered, took a step backwards and then hurriedly returned to whatever they were doing.

“How sad is it that two pirate captains are stuck in this predicament?” You sighed.

“But hey, at least it’s better than being stuck alone right? At least we have each other.” Hongjoong smiled.

You rolled your eyes. “I would rather have another captain than you.”

“I’m sure there are plenty of pretty ladies who would love to relieve themselves with me, but none of them can compare to you.” Hongjoong jokes. “You’re the only female captain I would die for.”

“That's what you say." You snorted. "Until the next girl comes along and you forget all about me."

"There's no other girl that is a pirate captain. So you'll always be special to me." He argued.

“Nope. Not happening. I’ve had enough flirting for today.” You scoffed. You started to yell, hoping that the captain of this ship would hear you. "Yah! Chan-ah! Are you seriously gonna make Hongjoong and I stand here all day?!"

"What did we do to deserve this, kid?!" Hongjoong yelled out.

Chan, the captain of this ship, rolled his eyes. "Yah, I'm older than you!"

"By a fucking year!" Hongjoong shouted.

"Can't you guys shut up already?" Chan sighed. "If I agree to untie you, will you two shut up?"

"No guarantee!" You yelled back.

"Okay. If you won't shut up, then I'll just have one of my guys push you into the water. Then maybe you'll both shut up." Chan warned.

“Go ahead! Push us into the water! That will teach us both a lesson.” You swore, fighting hard against your bonds. “Do it! Fucking push us both into the ocean.”

“Oooh, scary!” Hongjoong laughed. “So dramatic. Chan, you know Y/N and I don't die easily."

“Then let’s prove it. What do you say, boys? Do you wanna give it a shot?” Chan asked his men.

The men on board raised their weapons. “Ready when you are, sir!”

"Push 'em." Chan ordered. Without any hesitation, one of Chan's men shoved the two of you off the plank, pushing you both over the edge.

"God fucking dammit!" You heard Hongjoon scream.

Your stomach dropped out when you felt your body falling. You closed your eyes tightly, holding your breath as you fell.

"Noooo!" You screamed. "Nooo! God damn it!"

Suddenly you heard a loud splash, followed by cheering. Everyone on board started to laugh and applaud. You couldn't believe what just happened. You and Hongjoong, still tied together, were kicking your feet in the water, fighting desperately to stay afloat. You opened your eyes just in time to see Chan grinning at you, clapping his hands and yelling "Perfect! That's what I wanted!"

"Fuck you!" You yelled as you and Hongjoong watched the ship sail away, leaving you both to fight for survival.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"Calm down, Y/N." Hongjoong watched as you burst into anger. "The beach didn't do anything to you."

You and Hongjoong managed to swim to a deserted island nearby despite being tied together. It took a bit of teamwork, lots of yelling and splashing water around but somehow you made it there. As you both landed on shore, Hongjoong managed to find a sharp enough rock to cut your ropes loose. With your wrists free, you immediately stood up on shaky legs and let out a scream.

You continued to scream until you angerly plopped on the ground. You punched the dirt with your fist. You stared angrily at the ocean, cursing everything under the sun.

"I hate the whole world right now." You muttered, voice hoarse from screaming.

Hongjoong sat next to you, giving you a concerned look. "Are you alright?"

"I hate all pirates. And the sea. And the air. And nature. And life. I hate it all." You huffed.

"Stop being dramatic." Hongjoong mumbled. "We should probably find some shelter before it gets dark. There are usually a few caves around here."

"Fine. But you're building the fire. I'm tired of life." You grumbled.

Hongjoong chuckled. "I'll take care of it. You can rest."

You sighed in relief, taking in a deep breath of fresh air. You scanned the horizon, watching the setting sun dip into the ocean. "Let's go find some cave." You said.

"Alright." Hongjoong agreed.

Both of you picked up the pace, running towards the nearest mountains in hopes of finding a cave. Luckily you found a nice sized cave hidden among the rocks, big enough to accommodate the both of you. As soon as you entered the cave, you crawled inside first, laying down on the floor and covering your face with your hands.

"Thank god." You whispered to yourself.

"I think I'll sleep outside tonight." Hongjoong suggested.

"Get in here, Hongjoong." You rolled your eyes. "It's cold outside. Don't be such a baby. I don't need Seonghwa and the rest of your crew jumping down my throat for letting you sleep out there."

"Fine." He conceded as he entered the cave. "I know a better way to stay warm."

"I will punch you if you suggest sleeping together." You threatened.

"I can take you." He joked.

"You must have a death wish." You laughed.

"It's either you or the sharks out there." Hongjoong shrugged as he gathered the items to create the fire. "Now get out of those wet clothes so you don't get sick. Don't want your crew to worry about you."

You sighed. "Why do you always have to be so responsible?"

"Hey, we might be pirates, but I care about all my crew members." He defended himself. "It's the least I could do for people I consider family. You and I might be rival captains but I care about you as well. We started this journey, this rivalry since we left our little village all those years ago. We may fight each other but deep down, we're still friends. You know how I feel about you."

"Yeah, you're right." You admitted. "Sometimes I get caught up in the fighting. Sometimes I forget that we're also good friends because we're also rivals. Yeah, sometimes I need a reminder."

As the fire warmed the cave, you stared at the burning flames, slowly making your way towards sleep. You still shivered because your back was exposed to the cold night air.

Hongjoong noticed your discomfort and opened his arms. "Y/N, come here."

"Hmmph." You refused before slowly inching your way towards him. "Fine. Just this one time."

"Good girl." Hongjoong smiled. "Come here."

Hongjoong wrapped you in his arms and you couldn't help but let out a sigh when your back was finally covered by the warmth of his chest. "Feels better, doesn't it?" He teased.

You let out a small nod, burrowing deeper into his embrace.

"You know, I enjoy our rivalry and bickering but sometimes I miss the days where we would talk about random things like the weather and ask each other about our families." He continued. "We used to do that back home. Back when we were kids."

"Yeah... I miss that too..." You admitted.

"Those days were good." He said softly. "Being together and talking about nonsense, playing with animals... It made us happy. Not that I'm happy now. I love being with my crew but..."

He paused, hesitating to continue. "You know... A part of me wishes we could turn back time. Go back to those times where it was just you and me. Those simple days when we would run through fields chasing butterflies."

"Me too...We're different people now. We're captains of our own crew and ships. We have people that depend on us and the feeling of responsibility weighs heavily on our shoulders." You turn your head to look at him, his eyes soft. "Sometimes I envy you. You're not burdened with anything. Everything you touch turns to gold. The sun rises for you, the moon follows behind. All of your dreams become reality."

"Even though I have shitty, shitty luck?" He laughed lightly.

"You have everything. I mean, you have me and your crew. You've built a legacy and reputation and everything else. You're the better pirate captain between us. I wish I could be half as successful as you are. I wish I could live as peacefully as you do. As far as I know, you haven't lost a single battle. No matter how many ships you take from others, they still admire you."

"Hey, you're a good captain too." He reassured. "Don't compare yourself to me. You've achieved much more than I ever did."

You shrugged. "You're only saying that to make me feel better."

He shook his head. "You're the one who started comparing ourselves to each other in the first place."

You blushed. "You never stop surprising me, you know that? Every time I think I know you well, you throw something new at me."

"Well, it's kind of true." He admitted. "Whenever you see someone you consider your rival succeed, it makes you want to strive even harder. Maybe that's why I do it. To inspire you. To make us better people."

You let out a small laugh, shifting closer to his warmth. "Have you ever thought about what we would be doing if we never became pirates? Where would we be right now?"

"Wherever we end up, we'd still be together. Wouldn't we?" Hongjoong assured. "Whatever happens, we'll be fine. Together, no matter what."

He pulled you close to him and you rested your head on his shoulder. You let out a sigh of contentment as you listened to the steady rhythm of his heart against your ear. You never realized how soothing it was to listen to his heartbeat until now. You curled up tighter in his embrace and tried to sleep, snuggling closer to him as his warm arm wrapped around your waist.

"Hongjoong?"

"Hmm?"

"Even if we had a crappy past few days...I wouldn't want to experience this moment with anyone else but you."

He gave you a sweet smile. "Same here."

And with that, the two of you drifted into slumber.

You and Hongjoong managed to survive the night without incident. In the morning, you woke up to the smell of food cooking and Hongjoong sitting cross legged in front of a small table, cooking something over the fire.

"Where'd you find the food?" You asked as you sat up.

"Fish." Hongjoong explained as he handed you a piece of cooked fish. "I was hungry so I went fishing while you slept."

"Mmmm...thought I would never see the day where Captain Hongjoong would be feeding me fish." You smirked as you chewed on the fish.

Hongjoong let out a laugh. "I can't let the precious Captain Y/N starve."

"So, are we gonna be stuck here for a while?" You asked.

"Probably." Hongjoong replied. "Seonghwa and the guys will probably find us. Your crew is probably on the search as well. They wouldn't give up looking for us."

"Well, it seems like we're going to be living in a cave for a while." You shrugged. "Maybe we should do some exploring of this island. See what we can find. How about we start searching later today?"

"Sounds good to me." Hongjoong agreed.

The two of you spent most of the day exploring the island, finding a lot of herbs, berries and edible plants. By noon, both of you decided to return to the cave.

You and Hongjoong both sat down in front of the fire, staring intently at the red hot embers. Hongjoong looked serious, examining every detail of the fire. He stirred the ashes occasionally, breaking them apart. When the ash cooled off, he added more wood, creating another round of flames. After a few minutes, the logs burnt completely.

"Are you okay?" You asked, sensing that something was bothering him.

"What do you mean?" He asked curiously.

"You seem really focused on the fire." You observed. "Is there something wrong?"

Hongjoong paused. "Just a bit." He answered honestly. "Can't quite put my finger on it."

"That's okay." You smiled. "If you need to talk about it, I'm here for you."

"Thanks." He smiled back.

For a few moments, neither of you spoke. Both of you stared into the fire, reflecting on your memories. Some good, some bad. But they were memories nonetheless.

You couldn't remember how long you stared at the fire. All you knew was that it felt as if the world stopped moving. The fire provided the only light, preventing you from being able to tell time.

All of a sudden, you felt a warm hand resting on your thigh.

"What are you thinking about?" Hongjoong whispered, pulling you closer to him.

"Nothing." You lied.

"Lie." Hongjoong smirked. "I can tell you're lying."

"Okay, fine." You pouted. "I'm thinking about my life."

"I figured as much." Hongjoong chuckled. "Do you regret coming with me? Becoming a pirate? Everything we've been through?"

"Sometimes." You confessed. "But sometimes, I feel like I made the right decision. It's weird because usually, when I think of regrets, it's when I was younger. Whenever I thought of a future without you, it was hard for me to breathe. I guess now that I'm older, I've grown stronger and learned how to deal with life on my own."

"You don't need to prove yourself to me." Hongjoong assured. "I'm already proud of the person you've become. Even though we fight and argue, I'm glad that you chose to follow your dreams and work towards achieving them. Even though we're rivals, I'm proud of you. You're smart, beautiful, ambitious and driven. You're such a great person, Y/N."

You turned to face him. His gaze held so much warmth. It enveloped you and filled you with comfort. "Hongjoong?"

"Yes?"

"Do you think you and I will have a future together?" You asked softly. "A future where we aren't always fighting on who has the best crew, the best ship, or who is the better pirate?"

"Why do you ask?" He asked.

"Because I want to spend my life with you." You let out a small laugh. "It just got me thinking that all these squabbles and random bickering might disappear one day. One day, we might just wake up one day and realize that we fell in love with each other and decided to spend the rest of our lives together."

"Y/N." Hongjoong murmured softly.

"What?" You questioned, turning to look at him.

His expression softened and he slowly brought his lips to meet yours. He didn't speak. Instead, he simply placed his hand gently on the side of your cheek and kissed you deeply.

When you finally came up for air, you stared into his eyes. A tiny flutter in your stomach told you that this wasn't the last time you'd be kissing him.

"I knew you liked me." Hongjoong smiled, cupping your chin in his hand.

"Shut up." You laughed lightly.

"Come on." Hongjoong grabbed your hand. "Let's go explore the rest of this island. There's gotta be something here worth our time."

The two of you began walking around the island again. But this time, it was more of an intimate walk, holding hands and sneaking kisses whenever you felt like it. You found it funny how quickly things changed between the two of you. Not that it was a bad thing. Hongjoong certainly didn't seem to mind either way.

After a few hours of exploration, the two of you returned to the cave. The sun was beginning to set and both of you decided to rest.

Hongjoong walked over to the fire pit and lit a fresh batch of embers, creating enough heat to keep you warm during the night. You walked over to sit next to him and he wrapped his arms around you. You settled in his embrace, feeling safe and comfortable.

Both of you stared at the burning embers, watching them dance around in the wind.

"You know," You said, causing Hongjoong to turn his attention away from the fire to look down at you. "I'm feeling rather cold here."

"Oh really?" Hongjoong teased. "What do you propose we should do, Captain Y/N?"

You smirked playfully. "Why don't you tell me, Captain Hongjoong."

"Well..." He trailed off.

"I'm waiting." You teased.

"How about I keep you warm tonight?" He offered.

You giggled. "Hmmmm....I think I like the sound of that."

"You won't regret it." Hongjoong grinned.

And with that, he wrapped his arms around you and lowered his lips to meet yours. The kiss was gentle and tender. He ran his fingers through your hair as he continued to kiss you. And before you knew it, you were lost in a passionate haze.

Your hands ran through his hair, fiddling with his soft strands. You pressed your body closer to his, letting your tongue slip into his mouth, tasting his breath.

Before long, the two of you were making out by the fire, losing track of everything except each other. Your legs intertwined with his, your arms entwined with his. Soon, you were straddling him, grinding your hips against his.

In his eagerness to make love to you, Hongjoong slid your shirt off of your shoulders, slipping it over your head and onto the ground. His hands explored your chest, his fingertips grazing across your hardened nipples. Your breathing became ragged as his touch grew more insistent. He sucked your breast into his mouth, making sure not to miss any part of it. You moaned loudly as his tongue circled around your sensitive nipple. You clutched at his hair, pulling him closer to you.

"Hongjoong..." You let out a sigh as you felt his hands gently caressing your sides. "Please..."

He continued playing with your breasts, taking his time and paying special attention to your nipples. He pinched them gently, sucking harder at your breasts. With his tongue still circling around your nipple, he used his teeth to gently bite down, sending chills throughout your entire body.

Your breathing increased. Every touch, every lick, every tug sent tingles throughout your body. You clung to him, desperately trying to control your trembling legs. Hongjoong broke away slightly, tugging his shirt off, before continuing to ravage your breasts. His tongue now plunged into your mouth, leaving a trail of wetness along your neck. You shivered as his warm breath washed over your skin. His hands gently massaged your back as his thumbs grazed down the middle of your spine. Your head fell back and you closed your eyes, letting out a soft moan.

Suddenly, you heard a soft whimper escape from your lips. "Hongjoong...please..."

It took a few minutes for him to remove the rest of his and your clothes, leaving you both naked. Neither of you bothered to hide anything anymore. You just wanted to feel each other. Your hands moved swiftly over his body, touching every inch you could reach.

Hongjoong's hands ran down your body, stopping at your waist. He pulled you down and began to passionately kiss you again. Your hands were buried deep within his hair, his strong hands firmly gripping your hips. His erection pressed into your stomach, forcing your breathing to become even heavier.

Before you knew it, you were sitting up, straddling him and slowly lowering yourself down onto him. He gasped, biting his lip as he felt your tight muscles squeeze around his hardness. You both moaned at the same time.

With your eyes locked onto his, you began riding him, using your hips to grind against his arousal. His hands rested on your hips, gently guiding you up and down. Your breaths became ragged, your heart rate increased rapidly. Every moment seemed to pass too quickly. You leaned forward, wrapping your arms around his neck, whispering softly in his ear.

"Fuck...you feel amazing." Hongjoong murmured, running his hands up and down your back. "So tight and hot...can't believe you fit me so perfectly."

He kissed you roughly, pushing you back down onto him, moaning into your mouth as you slowly rode him. He gripped the back of your neck, deepening the kiss, plunging his tongue inside of your mouth. He rolled his hips, giving you more friction against him. As you rode him, Hongjoong peppered kisses down your neck, nibbling at your shoulder blades. The moans that escaped your lips caused him to smile.

He leaned back, looking down at you, watching you ride him. "Y/N..." He breathed. "Look at me."

Slowly, you looked up into his dark brown eyes. They had a mix of lust, desire and affection. Your hands moved from his neck, stroking his jawline, tilting his head slightly so that you could kiss him properly. Your tongue slipped into his mouth, mingling with his. His arms encircled your waist tightly, his fingers digging into your flesh as he bit down gently on your lower lip. You sighed softly as you rocked your hips faster against his arousal.

Hongjoong couldn't help but groan in pleasure. "You're driving me fucking crazy, Y/N." He whispered.

"Me too..." You whispered back, arching your back and meeting his thrusts with your own. Your breasts bounced with every thrust.

As the two of you fucked by the fire, the glittering stars above glittered in their perfection. Hongjoong kept you in his arms as you slowly sank down on him, moaning and groaning in pleasure. He licked his lips as he looked down at you, completely mesmerized by your beauty.

He never imagined falling in love with someone like you. Never thought that anyone would make him feel this way. This wasn't just a simple infatuation. It was something else entirely. Love. You made him feel complete. Complete happiness. Complete satisfaction. Complete trust. Complete adoration.

You laid your head on his shoulder, slowly rocking your hips back and forth. He hummed in pleasure, moving his hands up and down your back, grabbing your ass and lifting you slightly off of him. He let out a soft grunt as you impaled yourself on him once more.

"Don't stop...please..." You begged, raising your head and locking your gaze with his. "Just...don't stop."

He held himself inside of you, rocking gently against you. "I can't...let you go, Y/N." He whispered, panting heavily.

"Don't...please..." You begged. "Hongjoong...fuck..."

"I want to fuck you all night, Y/N." He panted. "All day, all week...all month, all year. I want to spend every second of my life with you. In the good times, in the bad times. The times when you smile, the times when you cry. You're all I want, all I need, Y/N. Do you understand? All I want is you. Forever."

"I love you." You whispered.

"Say it again." He demanded.

"I love you, Hongjoong." You repeated.

"Say it louder." He growled.

"I love you!" You shouted, closing your eyes and grinding your hips against him even faster.

"That's right." He murmured, tightening his grip on your hips. "Love me. Fuck me. Just like this."

His grip tightened on your hips as he pounded into you harder. The sound of your grunts filled the air. His face was flushed and beads of sweat dripped down his forehead. His entire body tensed up, as he prepared to release himself inside of you.

"Cum for me, love." He whispered. "Let me hear you cum for me."

"Hongjoong! Fuck!" You cried, burying your face in his shoulder as you screamed out in ecstasy.

As the climax built up within him, he pushed into you one last time, gasping and grunting as he released his seed inside of you. He moaned in bliss as he came hard inside of you.

You sat up in his embrace, kissing him lightly on the lips. Both of you caught your breath, before he chuckled lightly.

"The High Seas can wait another night." He smiled.

"But what about the fact that the sun will rise soon?" You laughed.

"It'll give us plenty of time to make love again." He winked.

"Captain Hongjoong." You purred, before pressing your lips to his again. “You know how to spoil a woman.”

The next morning, you and Hongjoong were strolling along the beach when you heard screaming. You and Hongjoong turned to look at the person, eyes widening in surprise and relief.

"Captain!"

"Captain Y/N!"

You and Hongjoong rushed towards your crews, Hongjoong getting engulfed by his men and you in yours. They all had big smiles on their faces.

"Captain Y/N!" One of your crewmembers exclaimed, throwing his arms around you. "I'm so happy you're still alive! We've been worried sick!"

"Are you guys alright?" You asked, gently patting one of your men on the shoulder.

"Yeah, we're fine. Got some nasty cuts and bruises though." A man replied.

"But..."

"But?" You looked at them.

"The ship...she's wrecked." Another crewmember spoke up. "Everything's gone."

You opened your mouth to speak, but found that no words would come out. Hongjoong placed a gentle hand on your arm, squeezing it reassuringly.

"You and your crew always have a place with us. You're family now." He smiled. "We can find you a new ship to sail on, if you'd like."

"What if I wanted to stay with you forever?" You asked, unable to contain your grin. "Be your co-captain?"

"Of course, Y/N." He grinned back, turning to look at your crew. "You all are welcome to join my crew or leave. You won't be punished either way."

"We'll go wherever our captain goes!" The crew member who had spoken first declared proudly.

"Great." Hongjoong said happily as he pulled you close to him. He kissed your forehead. "Then let's set sail for a new adventure together."

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hils79 · 13 days ago

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Hils Watches Matz Travel Vlog - Part 1

It's been a very weird weekend.

I went to Manchester to visit my sister and it's the first time I've been back since I saw Ateez there a couple of weeks ago. Post-concert bues is definitely a thing, but I wasn't prepared for how hard being back would hit me emotionally. As soon as I got off the train the arena was right there. But there were no Atinys giving away freebies and no general buzz of anticipation and excitement.

I hopped on a tram and saw that the lunar new year lanterns that Wooyoung posed with were still up. Then I went past a bunch of the shops and restaurants we visited while we were there and I legit started tearing up.

I'm sure at least part of it was because shark week and general tiredness but I wasn't expecting to get so emotional over the whole experience.

And then while I was away, going back to the topic of this post, the Matz travel vlog dropped but I couldn't watch it because it's over an hour long and I was visiting family.

But I'm home now and ready to watch it. And because I need somewhere to scream about all my feelings I've decided to make this your problem and liveblog it.

I haven't been fussed about avoiding spoilers so I've seen a few screenshots and gifs but nothing major.

So lets accompany Hongjoong and Seonghwa on a trip to the Star Wars wedding location in Italy. I'm sure this won't be romantic and ridiculous at all.

FFS even the opening credits look like an old married couple's honeymoon home video

Hongjoong making sure we all know Seonghwa isn't late for their date

This is just reminding me of when @storkmuffin was doing commentary on the lego live and said Hongjoong kept praising himself. Yes, baby, you are very good at toast.

Seonghwa hasn't even sat down yet and Hongjoong is making sure he gets his coffee

Sweetie, you look like you were carved out of marble by Michaelangelo himself

You can tell from Hongjoong's amused smile that he is used to this nonsense

Orders coffee for Seonghwa without prompting. I'm fine.

I'm not going to dwell too much on their relationship with food because it honestly just makes me sad.

Aww Hongjoong saying he prefers to be around other people and he gets sad when he has to work in his studio alone. I remember him saying something similar on Fromm a few months back. I think they were flying somewhere as a group after some time off during which Hongjoong had done a bunch of solo projects. He was saying it was nice to be at the airport with the others instead of just by himself.

Oh, good. I thought Seonghwa was going to skip breakfast after saying he ate a lot the night before.

Haha! Seonghwa accidentally put sugar on his eggs.

Hongjoong admitting he did some research on where they could go for the day. We all knew!

This is the opposite of the Lego live where Hongjoong was like 'I didn't wear my glasses because I thought you'd wear yours'

Hongjoong really isn't a morning person. And it's not even that early. He said they'd arranged to meet at 10am

Oh we have noticed!

Hongjoong be like 'I'm happy to just watch you do your thing'

JFC Seonghwa

Apparently you're not allowed to say YouTube on a YouTube video

God, are they like this all the time? Just kidding I know they are.

Poor Hongjoong is stressed already and they haven't even got to the train station yet

This is honestly so fascinating. I imagine most of the time their staff arranges everything they want to do for them so they don't have to worry about things like standing on a train for an hour because there's no seats.

Just like me when I'm travelling, especially in a country where English isn't the main language.

It's funny because when we did our Ateez trip we had one extrovert who was always 'I'll just ask someone' and two introverts who were like 'we can look it up on our phones/figure it out without speaking to someone'

And yet you still look great

Aww! Seonghwa being able to relax because Hongjoong has planned everything. I can relate. Usually I'm the one doing the planning and organising so when I don't have to it's great.

Oops apparently I'm at the image limit already and I've only watched 20 mins of this. Oh well, see you in a bit for part 2!

Part 2

#hils watches #hils watches ateez #hils watches matz travel vlog #ateez #hongjoong #seonghwa #kim hongjoong #park seonghwa

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ateez-ana · 9 months ago

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treasure film days

For those who have not seen the treasure film, the boys had to do individual challenges and group challenges to "find" the treasure

pt1 the challenge

The air crackled with nervous energy as the Ateez members gathered around a table in their Sydney hotel room. They had just received their 'Treasure Film' challenge sheets, a colorful array of tasks designed to test their courage, resourcefulness, and, of course, their comedic timing. It was their first time filming in Australia, and the vibrant energy of the city was infectious.

Ana, scanned the sheet, her brows furrowing. The tasks were a mix of daring and ridiculous, each matched to their individual personalities. San had to swim with sharks , Wooyoung had to ask a friend of her mom to give him food , and Mingi had to order some things in a pharmacy all by himself Ana’s eyes settled on hers: 'Skydive and take a selfie.'

Ana glanced at Hongjoong, their leader, who was carefully studying his own challenge, a mischievous glint in his eyes. He knew about her fear of heights, “Ana,” Hongjoong whispered, his voice laced with amusement, “You okay?” Ana swallowed, forcing a smile. “Just… thinking about it.” “I bet you’re going to be great,” he said, his voice laced with a reassuring confidence that calmed her a little.

A couple of hours later, the group gathered at the airfield, their nervous laughter echoing in the vast, open space. Hongjoong stood nearby, a watchful observer, a small smile playing on his lips as the cameramen began their preparations.

Ana sat at the edge of the runway, her heart pounding like a drum solo. The skydivers, clad in bright orange jumpsuits, seemed calm and collected, though their faces seemed to radiate a strange kind of madness.

“Ready, Ana?” the cameraman asked, his voice a little too chipper for the situation.

Ana’s knees trembled.

One by one, the skydivers climbed into the plane, their faces a mix of excitement and apprehension. When it was Ana’s turn, Hongjoong approached, his hand on her shoulder, his eyes twinkling.

“You got this,” he whispered, a reassuring squeeze before he stepped back.

Ana took a shaky breath as she climbed the ladder of the small plane, the cold wind whipping through her hair. The world shrunk beneath her as the plane ascended, the vast expanse of the land becoming a patchwork of greens and browns. Her stomach tightened, fear tightening its grip on her. This was crazy.

The wind hummed through the plane windows, and Ana, with her pale face and wet eyes, clung with all her might to the edges of the seat. Her heart was pounding like a maddened buffalo in her chest.

'Ana, are you ready?' The instructor's voice, a burly man with a smile too cheerful for the situation, echoed through the noise of the plane.

'No, no, no,' Ana let out a sob. 'Why are you doing me this? I pay you, I give you everything you want, but please don't make me jump. I'm not cut out for this kind of thing.'

'Don't worry, Ana. It's an incredible experience. Look at the view!' The instructor pushed her toward the open door of the plane.

Ana clung to the door for dear life, looking down in horror. The ground stretched like an endless chess board. Her stomach clenched as she saw the distance, and her legs began to tremble.

'I can't, I can't, I can't,' Ana whispered, tears threatening to overflow.

'What's wrong, Ana?' the instructor asked, a hint of concern in his voice.

'I'm afraid of heights,' Ana said, her voice shaking. 'I'm afraid of dying. I'm afraid of everything.'

'Don't worry, Ana. I'll be with you all the time. Come on, just a little jump!' The instructor pushed her lightly into the void.

'No! No! No!' Ana screamed, clinging to the instructor with a force that would have probably broken her bones.

'Ana, relax! It's just a jump!' The instructor, feeling a little uncomfortable with Ana's iron grip, tactfully tried to free himself from her. 'Besides, if you get off now, you can tell all your fans later,' he said with a wry smile.

Ana froze. His fans! The thought of the shame she would feel if her fans found out about her fear of heights filled her with a new terror, a terror even more intense than the fear of falling.

'It's okay,' Ana said, taking a deep breath. 'I'm going to do it, but… can you hold me tight and not let me fall?'

The instructor looked at her with a wry smile. 'Of course, Ana. I'm going to hold you very tight. Get ready for the adventure of your life!'

And with that, Ana, holding on to the instructor like a koala to a tree, launched herself into the void, screaming like a little girl. The wind whipped her face and the sound of her own scream echoed in her ears. Fear paralyzed her, but despite the terror, a small thought floated into her mind: at least her fear of heights would be a great story to tell her fans.

Ana took out her phone, her hands still trembling. She focused her lens on the breathtaking panorama and pressed the button, capturing the moment, the feeling of being alive, free, and conquering her fear. She had done it.

Back on the ground, she was greeted by laughter and cheers. The crew, the cameraman, the other Ateez members - even the skydiver who jumped with her – all seemed to be in on the joke, their faces lit by amusement.

“Ana!” Mingi cried, doubling over as he choked back a laugh. “Your face was priceless! Do you even realize how funny you were while falling?”

Even San, managed a chuckle, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “I knew you could do it, Uno,” he said, using his nickname for her.

Hongjoong just smiled, his eyes warmly admiring.

pt2

The air crackled with anticipation as Ana, Hongjoong, Yeosang, and Wooyoung stood in line at the concession stand, the smell of buttery popcorn and sugary soda filling their senses. This wasn't just any movie night; it was a challenge orchestrated by Hongjoong himself. He was dared to watch an entire English-language film without subtitles, a feat that seemed impossible considering his infamous sleepiness.

'I'm going to have to rely on the power of sheer will,' Hongjoong declared, his voice laced with a hint of nervousness as he surveyed the massive popcorn buckets. 'And this glorious sugary fuel.'

Wooyoung, ever the playful instigator, nudged him playfully. 'Don't worry, hyung. We'll all be your personal translators, even if they're just mumbled whispers in your ear.'

Yeosang, on the other hand, was surprisingly invested. He leaned towards the counter, his eyes scanning the menu with an almost academic curiosity. 'What kind of film did you choose, Hongjoong?'

'A classic,' Hongjoong said with a dramatic flourish. 'One that will truly test my limits.' He winked, 'Just wait till you see the trailer.'

The popcorn, a mountain of fluffy goodness, arrived, and they settled into their plush seats in the darkened theater. The crew had rented the entire space for their little experiment, a decision that felt both luxurious and strangely isolating. The lights dimmed, the opening credits rolled, and the story began to unfold.

The first few minutes were a blur of unfamiliar dialogues and foreign accents. Yet, Hongjoong, driven by his own challenge and an intrinsic need to prove himself, clung onto every spoken word, every dramatic inflection.

As the movie progressed, however, fatigue began to set in. His eyelids grew heavy, his head bobbing forward in an act of defiance against sleep. Around him, his friends succumbed one by one. Yeosang, with his usual quiet dignity, leaned against Wooyoung’s shoulder, his head resting against the soft fabric of his hoodie. Wooyoung, barely able to keep his eyes open, surrendered completely, his head drooping against the seatback, a slight snore escaping through his parted lips.

Ana, who had always been a light sleeper, managed to stay awake for a surprisingly long time, occasionally turning to Hongjoong with a concerned frown. But eventually, she too succumbed to sleep, softly snuggling up to Wooyoung, finding comfort in his warmth.

The rest of the film moved at a snail’s pace. Hongjoong, alone in a sea of slumbering faces, felt a mix of annoyance and pride. He’d lost count of how many times he’d had to fight the urge to close his eyes, to succumb to the comforting embrace of sleep. It was a mental battle, a testament to his determination. As the last image faded and the credits rolled, he finally let his head droop, defeated by the unrelenting fatigue.

He looked around at his friends, their faces peaceful in sleep. A gentle smile played on his lips as he observed Ana, curled up against Wooyoung like a sleepy kitten, Yeosang, comfortably slumped against Wooyoung’s side, and Wooyoung, fast asleep with a soft, rhythmic snore.

“Always the champions of sleep,” Hongjoong muttered to himself, his voice barely a whisper. He knew that his friends would feel a pang of embarrassment once they woke up

pt3

Ana stared at the camera, perched precariously on a stack of books on San's desk. It was supposed to be a simple 'good morning' message for Atinys, but the simple act of greeting their fans seemed to be turning into a comedy show starring only Ana.

'Good morning, Atinys!' she started, her voice bright and bubbly. 'It’s a beautiful day outside...' She glanced at the window, a thin sheet of rain lashing against the glass. 'Okay, maybe not a *beautiful* day, but it's a day nonetheless!'

The camera caught the faintest twitch of San’s eyebrow as he sat on his bed, his headphones on, completely engrossed in his phone. San was good about respecting her space, mostly. But this lack of interaction was a little... unnerving. Especially when she could feel his eyes on her every few seconds.

'Anyways,' she carried on, 'I hope you all have a wonderful day, full of sunshine and... and... well, I don’t know, anything you enjoy? I’m still trying to find my own sunshine.'

She sighed dramatically, leaning on her hand. This felt less like a greeting and more like a therapy session.

“Oh, and remember to eat breakfast, and drink lots of water,' she continued, suddenly serious. 'And if you’re feeling down, just remember… you’re not alone.”

She paused for a beat, then added with a mischievous grin, “Not literally, but you know what I mean.”

San finally looked up from his phone, a barely-there smirk playing on his lips.

Ana, emboldened by his amusement, decided to up the ante.

“Speaking of feeling down,” she said, gazing directly into the camera, “I’m feeling a little… under the weather.” She let out a dramatic cough, followed by a cough so fake even a five-year-old would know it was staged.

San, unfortunately, was not a five-year-old. He snorted, a sound that was half-suppressed laughter, half-choked disbelief.

“Why are you so… theatrical?” he grumbled, still staring at his phone but a hint of a smile creeping onto his face.

Ana pretended not to hear him, continuing with her performance. She coughed again, with theatrical flair, then leaned forward like she was about to reveal a shocking secret.

“Actually,” she whispered, her voice dropping to a dramatic whisper, “I think I’ve caught… the San-flu.”

San finally broke, throwing his head back and laughing. He was truly laughing, his shoulders shaking, a joyous sound that echoed through the room.

'I think you need to teach me some of your acting skills,' he said, his voice still tinged with amusement.

“I already did,” Ana replied, tilting her head with mock solemnity. 'That’s why you're always so dramatic.”

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'San, do you think this is cute?' She showed him the recording, a grimace plastered on her face.

San burst out laughing. 'No offense, Ana, but that was, well, how do I say this politely… not quite 'cute'?' he chuckled. 'More like 'caffeine-deprived-zombie-trying-to-awaken-a-sleeping-giant'.'

Ana groaned. 'This is hopeless.'

'Don't say that!' San encouraged, his eyes sparkling. 'Look, just be yourself, alright? We love you, cringy moments and all. Just imagine you're talking to your friends.'

Ana contemplated his advice. 'Okay, maybe I can do this.'

Taking a deep breath, she began recording again. 'Good morning, Atiny! It’s Ana,' she started, her voice sounding more natural this time. 'I hope you’re having a great day.' She decided to channel her inner San and added with a chuckle, 'If you’re not, then don’t worry, you’re not alone. We all have those days. And remember, you’re all amazing!'

As she finished the message, her eyes darted to the clock. Only ten minutes left until the group message deadline! She quickly moved on to the next part, trying to think of something cute and memorable.

'Okay, how about this…' she muttered to herself, placing a hand on her cheek, pretending to be shy. 'Good morning, Atiny! Today is going to be amazing, just like you!'

A loud, snorting cough from the living room made her jump. She peeked through the door to see San clutching his stomach, tears streaming down his face.

'What?' Ana asked, bewildered.

“You're… you're channeling your inner-Mingi, dude!' San said between fits of laughter. 'Your facial expressions are priceless!'

Ana’s cheeks flushed red. 'Oh, no, I can't be caught dead trying to do a Mingi.'

San managed to compose himself, wiping his tears with a sleeve. “Okay, okay, how about this? Go for a simple, classic good morning. And maybe, just maybe… try a dance move? A little something for the fans.”

Desperate for a solution, Ana grabbed her phone and started scrolling through videos on TikTok.

'Oh! I got it!' she exclaimed, her eyes alight with an idea.

The camera started recording and she threw her hands in the air, mimicking a classic K-Pop move. But as she tried to execute the motion, her feet got tangled, and she stumbled, landing flat on the carpet.

A wave of laughter erupted from the living room. 'Ana!' San's voice rang out. 'Don't worry, I'm fine!' Ana called back, scrambling to her feet. “Just a little, uh, choreography malfunction.”

She decided to play it cool and finish the message, flashing a strained smile at the camera. “Okay, Atiny, I hope you have a wonderful day. See you soon, and always remember… you're all amazing!'

She uploaded the message and hurried to the living room, where the rest of ATEEZ were gathered, their faces a mix of amusement and concern.'You alright, Ana?' Yunho asked, his eyes filled with concern.'Yeah, just a few bumps in the road,' Ana replied, flashing a smile. 'But hey, at least it made San laugh.”San, wiping away a tear, nodded. 'Indeed. You know, Ana, for a girl who’s absolutely terrified of being cute… you’re a natural comedic genius.'

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