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thelargefrye · 1 year ago

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THE YULE DRAGON … holiday one - shot ( 17+ )

pairing : poly!dragon!ateez x witch!f!reader

genre : dragon au, fantasy au, holiday au, fluff, angst

word count : 4.3k

warnings : language, mentions of dragon hunters, talks about death, light injury but nothing major, one death threat

suffer tag : @sanjoongie and for anon who asked about any new chapters

note : very excited to write this, so let me know what you think! also here is a link to what y/n's dress at the yule gala looks like!

the winter month draws near and the clan prepares to celebrate the yule dragon festival for the first time in years. knowing this is wooyoung's first one with an actually clan, you want to make sure everything is perfect.

when you woke up in the morning, you noticed how snow had slowly begun to fall and lay on the ground. you also couldn't help but notice how the dragons around you seemed to have been in good moods. smiles on their faces as they walked around and some even greeted you with warm smiles.

when you arrived at the nursery, the hatchlings all immediately greeted you. most of them run up and tackle you to the ground.

"miss y/n! miss y/n! did you see the snow?" one hatchling, jiyu, asked and you couldn't help but laugh as you nodded and pushed some hair out of her face.

"yes, i did. very beautiful isn't it?"

"not as beautiful as you, miss y/n!" another hatchling, minjae, said. the other hatchlings couldn't help but agree with minjae and you couldn't help but laugh at them all.

"prince mingi said that we will be able to celebrate the yule dragon festival this year!"

"the yule dragon festival?" you remember wooyoung telling you about the holiday years ago when you first met. you can't help but feel excited knowing he's going to enjoy a real one this year.

"yeah! it's been years since the clan last held one," seeun says and that quickly catches your attention. years? you thought the holiday was a yearly thing?

"alright, little ones, let's go ahead and get ready for the day," mingi comes in and ushers the hatchlings away from you in order to gather them in a line so they could eat.

you push your curiosity down for later as you go over to help mingi with the hatchlings. you watch the hatchlings with a warm fondness as they eat and talk to each other, and the rest of the day goes by in flash with you and mingi taking care of the young dragons.

"miss y/n, have you ever experienced a yule dragon festival before?" one of the hatchlings asked as they were laying down for a nap. the question of one hatchling seemed to have caught the attention of a few others around you two.

"not a proper one with a true clan, but me and wooyoung used to do a small celebration before we came to the clan," you said as you remembered your time with wooyoung back in your cottage. you can feel your cheeks heat up as you remember the first time you both celebrated the yule dragon together.

"do witches have any special holidays?" another hatchling, siyu, asked.

"we do but they're not like the yule dragon one. we focus more on what we are thankful for and mourning those that have left us," you explain.

"that sounds sad."

"sometimes it is sad, but then you have to remember that even those that left this world are still with us in spirit. watching over and guiding us on the right path of destiny," you say.

"but miss y/n, you don't have to be sad anymore because you have all of us!" one hatchling said with the others immediately agreeing and you couldn't help but smile at all of them.

"okay, okay, everyone," mingi says as he comes in and immediately calming all the hatchlings down. "its time to rest, not get excited."

"but prince mingi," minjae says looking towards the tall prince, "don't you agree that miss y/n doesn't have to be sad anymore, since she has all of us now?"

"of course," mingi says as he bends down to pet minjae's head, "but miss y/n still has a right to miss those that she lost. we all do. now come on, everyone, time to rest!"

you can't help but smile at how some of the hatchlings groan at mingi's words, but nonetheless all lay down in their little nooks. you and mingi go through and make sure each hatchling is comfortable before you leave the nesting room.

you watch as mingi closes the door behind him before he's offering his arm to you. you take his arm with a smile as he escorts the two of you back to the main palace wing.

"i meant what i said though," mingi begins and you look at him with a raised eyebrow, "that you have a right to be sad about those you lost, but also know that hatchlings are right as well and that you have all of us now. the hatchlings, me, wooyoung, yeosang, the others, and even the clan. you have all of us."

"thank you, prince mingi," you say, reaching up to press a kiss to his cheek and he smiles at you before quickly pressing his own kiss to your lips. "also," you speak up after you two continue to walk, "what did the little ones mean when they said its been years since you all had a yule dragon festival?"

"well... we haven't had one since hongjoong's parents and brother were killed. hongjoong didn't want to have a large one with the whole clan, so this is the first time in five years that we have celebrated it as such," mingi explains and you nod your head in understanding.

"what caused him to suddenly change his mind?"

"well you and wooyoung of course," you wanted to laugh at mingi's answer. more like just wooyoung, you think. you decide to remain silent as mingi guides you through the palace.

"this will be wooyoung's first yule dragon with an actual clan in years," you note as you notice many dragons setting up and decorating the palace corridors with festive decorations. you can't help but feel excited knowing that wooyoung will be able to experience the real thing after so many years of not having it with an actual clan.

your mind goes back to when you and wooyoung would celebrate together back at the cottage. both of you dressing up, decorating the cottage, and spending the entire night together. wooyoung taught you the dances that he learned. even when you weren't celebrating the dragon holiday, you would find wooyoung and yourself dancing and just enjoying each other's company.

"hey, mingi?" you caught the dragon's attention and he turns towards you as you continue to speak, "is there... a way i can help set up the festival?"

"oh! umm, i think so. seonghwa is usually in charge of things like this, but i volunteered to help him this time, so..."

"do you need help?" you ask, feeling an excitement bubble up in your stomach.

"of course you can help," mingi says, a wide smile on his face and you mirror his smile, beaming up at him. the two of you share a quick hug, mingi lets out a small laugh at your excitement, almost not expecting it.

"thank you," you say, pressing a kiss to his cheek before you are separating yourself from him. you notice the blush that covers his cheeks and ears and you have to stop yourself from pouncing on the tall dragon from how cute he is.

as the next week goes by, you spend your time helping the dragons in the clan to decorate for the yule dragon holiday. at first some of the dragons were reluctant at accepting your help, but slowly and eventually they allowed for you to help with the decorations. sure they didn't trust you with the important stuff, but that was okay.

you only wanted to make sure everything was perfect for wooyoung, he needed to have the best yule dragon after everything he has done for you. you also wanted to make sure the clan had a good one as well, but wooyoung took priority in your heart.

"wow, look at these decorations, darling," yeosang's voice snaps you out of your thoughts and you look down from your spot on the wooden ladder to see your lover looking up at you with a smile. you finish hanging the silver garland before climbing down the ladder and yeosang is quick to press a loving kiss to your lips.

"thank you, me and the hatchlings made them," you say, feeling rather proud from how all the decorations have been turning out. many of the other clan dragons complimenting you on your hard work.

"you've been working so hard, a lot of the clan members are grateful for your help," he says as the two of you begin walking out of the grand hall, where the yule gala will be held tomorrow night. other dragons are busy around you all finishing up last minute details, with most of them stopping to bow at yeosang before scurrying away to finish their task.

"i have something for you, princess," he says once the two of you are out of the grand hall and you give him a confused look which only makes him smile. "it’s custom for everyone to wear special outfits, rather a little too fancy if you ask me, but people really enjoy it," he begins as the two of you continue to walk down the hall.

"and i bet you completely forgot to make sure you are prepared for the gala," yeosang teases and you felt yourself get flustered at his words. "but don't worry because you wonderful mate has taken care of you," he says as you both stop in front of your chamber doors. "i hired a seamstress to make you a dress and thankfully she managed to finish it in time."

"wait, yeosang– you... you didn't, you shouldn't have."

"but i did, and i wanted to. my darling, you have done so much, let me give you this," he says, cupping your cheeks before leaning over and kissing you. you feel yourself melt into the kiss as you press yourself closer to your lover, arms wrapping around his waist. the two of you only separate when you're out of breath and yeosang presses one last kiss to your lips before he's pulling away and opening the door to your bedroom.

when you stepped inside, you were completely shocked at the dress that rested on the mannequin in the center of your room. you had honestly never seen a dress more beautiful in your life and you felt yourself tear up because of it. you felt like you didn't deserve a dress as gorgeous as this.

"it's beautiful, yeosang."

"you look absolutely beautiful, my fire," seonghwa says when he sees you walk into the grand hall.

the gala had been going on for several minutes, hongjoong lighting the ceremonial flame that burned in the center of the clan. you were amazed at the flame and its rather unique color, and mingi explained that this flame could only be lit by the leader of a clan and that it in order to celebrate the first dragon.

you honestly couldn't look away from the flame, almost like it was meant to entrance you.

"thank you, prince seonghwa," you said, bowing slightly to the eldest dragon prince. seonghwa could only smile as he took your hand into his before pressing a kiss to the back of your hand.

"make sure you enjoy yourself," he says, not yet letting go of your hand. "i want a dance before the night is over."

"of course, your highness," you say, a small smirk taking over your lips before seonghwa is nodding and making his leave. he does unfortunately have other people to see and talk to.

your eyes scan around the grand hall, looking for the head of familiar red hair and you feel your heart skip a beat when you finally find him. wooyoung looked absolutely handsome in his outfit and you were glad to see that he matched the other princes. it made your heart flutter knowing that wooyoung was being accepted by the clan.

you made your way over to your first lover, your feet picking up speed when you two made eye contact. you felt like it had been forever since you last seen wooyoung – however it had only been a few hours. you had been so caught up in making sure the festival and gala were perfect for him that you had completely forgot to pay the red-headed dragon attention.

so you immediately wrapped wooyoung in a tight hug once you were close enough. wooyoung was quick to return the hug, holding you close to him as he inhaled your scent before pressing a kiss to your neck.

"my y/n, you look so beautiful," he says as he twirls you around, the white-silver fabric that was decorated with beautiful shimmering stars and moons. wooyoung had seen the dress, yeosang having shown him before you and he knew you would look beautiful in it. but of course, seeing you actually in it he was blown away by your appearance.

"are you having a good time, woo?" you ask, heart beating rapidly waiting for his answer.

"of course i am," he says with a smile, "mingi mentioned how you helped out with this whole thing. any reason why?"

"you, of course," you say, both your hands linking with his. "this is your first yule dragon with an actual clan in a long time. i wanted to make sure it was perfect."

"oh love," he says, gently pulling the two of you off to the side, "you didn't need to do that. it would have perfect no matter what because i'm celebrating it with you. back at the cottage... i saw the two of us as our own little clan. and the yeosang joined," wooyoung says and you can't help but laugh at his last comment. despite mating and bonding with yeosang, wooyoung still couldn't get over the other dragon coming in basically setting up camp in your little cottage.

"you love yeosang, don't try to fool yourself," you tease and wooyoung grumbles a little bit before rolling his eyes.

"whatever."

you were about to say something when the sound of a familiar tune filled the grand hall. you turned to see a lot of the people gathering at the center and began dancing. you noticed mingi pulling yunho behind him to the dance floor with many of the other dragons cheering for the two tall princes. following them, you see yeosang and san dancing and you were a little surprised at seeing the blonde guard dancing and smiling as him and yeosang looked at one another.

"wow, who knew san could smile," wooyoung says and you crack a smile before turning to your lover.

"shall we join them as well?" you ask and wooyoung nods before he's pulling you towards the dance floor and you two quickly fall into a rhythm of the dance. the music easily guided you as you and wooyoung danced, you felt your whole attention center in on your lover and it felt like it was just the two of you.

you got flashbacks to when you and wooyoung would dance in your cottage. how back then it really was just the two of you and no one else, but now you were surrounded by people that even if they all didn't welcome you, they welcomed wooyoung. and even if you didn't feel welcomed at first, you have mingi, yeosang, the hatchlings.

seeing wooyoung smile and laugh and enjoy himself made you feel like you were on cloud nine. even if he wouldn't say it out loud, you knew wooyoung enjoyed being a part of the clan.

you felt the music guide you and your thoughts, as the music began to slow down you found yourself and wooyoung also slowing down. wooyoung pulling you close to him, his arm coming to wrap around your waist to hold you close to him.

"i have you had your ceremony?" wooyoung suddenly asks, snapping you out of your happy daze. you knew immediately what he was talking about.

"not yet, i was waiting till after the gala was over," you say, feeling a lump form in your throat at knowing what you would have to do later.

just like dragons, witches also had their own traditions and such. not as public as the yule dragon, but more intimate to each witch. celebrating those that you left you in this world. wooyoung has been with you during this ceremony like you have been with him for his. you don't know how many nights you have fallen asleep, crying in wooyoung's arms because of all the witches that have died.

"do you want me there with you?" he asks, and it takes you a moment to think about it.

"no, i'll do it alone this time."

"are you sure?" you nod your head, you didn't want to ruin wooyoung's good time here with your own traditions and ceremonies.

when the music changed once again, you pressed a kiss to wooyoung before stepping away, telling him you needed some fresh air.

"let me come with you," he says as he starts to trail after you, but you stop him.

"it’s okay," you say, hand out to stop him, "i'll be right back."

you don't give wooyoung a chance to say anything as you're turning and making your way to one of the many garden doors that lead out into the courtyard.

once the cold air hit your skin, you let out a sigh as you made your way over to one of the stone benches that overlooked most of the courtyard and even down further into the clan. the yule flame burned brightly a short distance away and you couldn't help but walk over to it. the flame reminded you of the flame that you would light for the umbra ceremony.

the flame burned brightly and you almost felt like a moth from how you were being drawn to it.

which is how you found yourself in front of it. the noises from the grand hall behind you is like static as you look at the flame, letting it consume you. you got flashbacks to when you would set up a room of candles for the witches that you lost, the flame from those candles burning brightly into your mind.

"why are you out here," the cold voice snaps you out of your thoughts and you turn to look at hongjoong with wide eyes. the prince looks at you with a stern expression, his cold eyes burning into your body.

"i was just... just getting some air," you tell him, refusing to fully make eye contact with him.

hongjoong lets out a 'tsk' sound before he's coming to stand next to you, looking up at the flame. you're surprised by how close hongjoong, this is probably the closest he has ever gotten to you without trying to kill you.

"mingi told me how you helped decorate for the festival," he said out of nowhere after the two of you stood in silence. "i guess witches can be good for something," he adds and you feel yourself deflate at his harsh words.

"i did it for wooyoung," you said wanting to make it clear that you were only doing it for your first love and no one else. "this is his first yule dragon with an actual clan in years," you add.

"and i'm sure witches are the reason why he had gone for so long without experiencing one with a clan," he says back.

"perhaps," you say as you clench your fist together tightly, "but wooyoung is here now with a clan," you turn your head to look at hongjoong, taking in his form once more. his lavish outfit and vibrant blue hair standing out against the dark night. he was the epitome of what a leader of a dragon clan should be in the fact that he always had that air of authority around him. everyone respected him and if they didn't respect him then they feared him.

you, unfortunately, feared him more than you respected him. the dragon oracles say that you two are mates like you are with the rest of the princes, but you knew hongjoong refused to acknowledge you as his mate. you were a witch, the thing that killed his parents and brother and forced him to take the role of leader too soon. you wondered if you and hongjoong would ever get along.

you notice how the flame reflects against hongjoong's skin and then something hits you.

"please excuse me, prince hongjoong," you say suddenly before you are rushing past him. hongjoong doesn't say anything and you don't know if he watches you leave as you are too caught up in rushing back into the palace.

you run to your room, feeling out of breath as you enter your chambers you share with wooyoung before going over to the large trunk that rested at the foot of the bed. you quickly dig through the trunk and pull out a set of candles. all three a beautiful rose color and it reminds you greatly of your mother.

"what are these for mother?" you asked, looking up at your mother as she handed you the three candles. they were different from the ones you were use to lightly for the umbra ceremony and you wondered why she was giving them to you.

"these are special candles, y/n, i made them myself so you can use them when you need them the most," she explains, her voice seeming ever cryptic.

"when i need them the most?" you echo and she nods, a tight-lipped smile painting her features.

"they are for the one who will need to say goodbye the most."

you gripped the candles tightly as you raced back to the courtyard and was surprised to still see hongjoong standing there. somewhere deep inside wants you to believe he waited for you, but you know that's impossible.

"prince hongjoong," you say as you approach him. "i want to thank you for letting wooyoung into your home. i know that... you despise me and my people, you lost your parents and brother after all. and i know you probably don't care but i want to share something with you."

hongjoong turns to look at you, his face void of emotion as he watches you set the three candles down between the two of you. you crouch down, kneeling front of the candles as hongjoong stands towering above you.

"the umbra witches have their own ceremony, we light candles in order to remember those that have left us and this world. we do this as a way to remind us that while they have left this world physically, they are still here with us spiritually," you pause in order to take a deep breath, licking your lips before continuing.

"my mother made me these candles when she was still alive. she told me that they were for someone who needed to say goodbye, and... i think she made them for you."

"what the hell are you talking about?" hongjoong asks, voice full of surprise and anger. "i don't need any of you stupid umbra witch shit," he adds and you notice his fist clenches with his rage.

"please," you beg, voice straining as you plead with the prince, "take the candles, it will bring you peace, prince hongjoong."

you feel a sudden shock as you are grabbed by the collar of your dress. you're pulled up from your kneeling position, face dangerously close to an enraged hongjoong as he bares his teeth at you. in the moment you are reminded that you are at the mercy of a clan full of dragons whether you liked it or not.

"i will never," he jaw clenched tightly as he speaks, "ever, forgive your damned people for what they did to my family. my people. so don't think so damned candles will change that. you will never be my mate and just know that if it wasn't for yeosang and mingi that i would have burned you at a stake a long fucking time ago."

hongjoong waste no time in throwing you to the ground, your hands skidding across the stone pathway harshly and you flinch at the sudden burn of skin. you turn to see hongjoong's eye burning, like he will kill you if you say anything else to him.

you then watch him destroy two of the candles, his foot coming down harshly on them and you feel like a part of you is being ripped apart as you watch him. he's about to do the same to the last one, but you move and grab the last candle. the last one your mother made.

then without thinking you stand up and run away from the prince. you clearly made a mistake in thinking that you could get hongjoong to open up just a little bit. you felt tears begin to form in your eyes as you ran, clutching the candle close to your chest as you collapsed in the one of the many decorated halls.

you looked down at the candle once more, the image of your mother's smile flashing inside your mind as you caressed it. you knew this candle was for hongjoong. he was the one who needed to say goodbye to those he lost, but it was obvious that now wasn't the time.

"y/n!" the sudden call of your name makes you snap your head up to see yeosang rushing towards you. face full of concern and he drops down to the floor next to you. "y/n, what's wrong, why are you crying?" he brushes the tears away and you open your mouth to say something before a sob escapes instead.

you throw yourself into his arms and he arms them around you protectively. you hold your mother's candle close to you as you allow yourself to cry in yeosang's arms. yeosang doesn't say anything, only letting you cry as a comforting hand runs over your hair.

"it's okay, y/n, i'm here," he says softly, holding you closer to him. "whatever made you sad, don't think about it anymore, okay? cause i'm here to protect you."

and so the night comes to an end as you spend the rest of it in yeosang's arms, allowing him to hold you closely as you mourn for the loss of your mother and the hate hongjoong bares for you.

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ppumeonae-bigvibe · 8 months ago

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his arms, your comfort

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pairing: bf! ateez x gn! reader

↬ tags: established relationship!, trying something else this post ^^, feel-good vibes always, very self-indulgent because i want hugs too <3

summary: short blurbs of hugging scenarios with them

word count: 397 words

ᯓ★ kim hongjoong

he feels your presence in the room and raised his gaze to meet yours. as soon as you approach him with tired eyes and opened arms, he mirrors your actions and you speed up towards him. he easily brings you unto his embrace and holds you tight, just the way you like it.

ᯓ★ park seonghwa

he comes home and without hesitating, he seeks you first. he drops his bag and kicks off his shoes by the door. he finds you half-asleep on the sofa waiting for him, and immediately lifts the comforter off you, earning him a soft whine. he slots himself in your arms and contentedly sighs, drifting off to sleep.

ᯓ★jung yunho

when his hands land on your arms, he is quick to pull you in and slow to let you go. arms going around your shoulders and your waist, his bigger frame soothes your frazzled mind, acting like a weighted blanket. he loves when you completely relax under his touch and ministrations, fighting back the urge to coo at you.

ᯓ★ kang yeosang

not the biggest fan of physical affection, but is somehow the one who enjoys it the most between the two of you. he won't ever admit it: he feels loved and appreciated when you hug him and comb your hands through his hair. definitely the type to play it cool when in actuality he's so down for cuddles.

ᯓ★ song mingi

with him, hugs are the first and the last highlights of the day. he starts the day charging up by sleepily hugging you, his heavy arms draped around your middle which prevented you from getting up. by the end of the day, he finds solace in you, laying his tired self atop you and falling asleep to the sound of your gentle breathing.

ᯓ★ jung wooyoung

this man is naturally clingy, he would not let you go. acts mock-hurt if you decide to leave his (very warm and comfortable) embrace. despite his silly antics, he can be quite the serious (and devoted) hugger. he holds you like you're his everything, as if you would disappear (you won't but wooyoung likes to be dramatic).

ᯓ★ choi san

somehow he knows when you need the hug before you do. he is attuned to your emotions, so the moment your voice comes through the phone call, he interrupts you: telling you to come home ASAP so he can give you that hug. his hold is not tight, yet it encompasses you so that you can feel that he is hear with you, grounding you.

ᯓ★ choi jongho

dare you say, hugging jongho feels like you're hugging a teddy bear. he finds it funny that you delight so much in just holding him. reciprocates your big bear hugs all the time, making sure to hold you tight to the extend you're laughing and smacking him to let you go. his hugs definitely recharge you when you need it the most

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memorabxlia · 3 months ago

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Silent Cry ━ 여상

genre: hurt/comfort summary: will you be saved in enough time? warnings: attempted suicide, mental health topics, harassment, bullying, insecurity, mentions depression pairing: idol!yeosang x fem!reader wc: 1.3k a/n: this fic is not for the faint-hearted. If any of the topics above are triggering for you, I highly recommend not reading this. However, if you choose to proceed, you are reading at your own risk. nets: @blossomnet @k-labels @k-films

"You know, the others can't stop talking about you." Yeosang's voice is soft, tender, the way it always is when the two of you are alone. You're curled up next to him on the couch in your shared home, his arm draped over your shoulders as you rest your head on his chest. The steady rhythm of his heartbeat is calming, like a lullaby.

You smile at his words, though the weight on your chest doesn't lift. The members—Wooyoung, San, Seonghwa, Mingi, all of them��have been nothing but kind to you since you started dating Yeosang. They treat you like family, as if you've been part of their lives for years. But no matter how much they adore you, how many times they assure you that you're loved and welcome, it doesn't change the fact that a different kind of attention lingers on the edges of your happiness.

The fans.

You scroll through the comments more often than you should. It's hard not to. Every post, every picture of you with Yeosang, is flooded with messages. Some supportive, but too many are venomous.

_"You don't deserve him."_

_"He could do better."_

_"She's not even that pretty. He should be with someone skinnier."_

The words sting, no matter how many times you tell yourself they don't. And it's not just the comments. They've started leaking into your private messages, too. Fans telling you to end it, to let Yeosang go so he can be with someone they think is worthy of him. Sometimes, they even threaten you. Not directly, but in the veiled way that makes your skin crawl.

You haven't told Yeosang about it. You don't want to burden him. He's already got so much on his plate with the group, the fans, the media. You don't want to add to that.

But it's getting harder to ignore.

"Hey," Yeosang's voice pulls you from your thoughts. "Are you okay? You've been really quiet."

You tilt your head up to look at him, his dark eyes full of concern. You hate that look. It makes you feel like you're worrying him, like you're dragging him down into your mess. You force a smile.

"I'm fine," you lie, and he doesn't seem convinced.

"Are you sure?" he presses, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear. "You know you can talk to me, right?"

"I know," you mumble, sitting up a little. You look down at your phone, your fingers itching to open the messages you've been ignoring all day. You don't, though. Not while he's watching. "I'm just tired."

He watches you for a moment longer, clearly not buying your excuse, but he doesn't push. Instead, he shifts, wrapping his arms around you again and pulling you closer.

"If you're tired, let's go to bed," he suggests softly, his breath warm against your skin. "We can talk tomorrow."

You nod, even though you know you won't sleep. Your mind will race all night, replaying every hurtful comment, every cruel message, until you feel like you're suffocating.

The next day is worse. You wake up to more messages, more hateful words. You can't escape it. No matter how much you try to stay off social media, it's like the negativity follows you. You start to wonder if they're right. Maybe Yeosang would be better off without you. Maybe he deserves someone prettier, skinnier, someone who fits the image the fans have in their heads.

You try to brush it off, but by midday, it's too much. You can't keep pretending everything's fine.

So you send Yeosang a text.

*I love you. I just want to say thank you for everything. For all the love you've shown me.*

You stare at the message for a long time before hitting send. You don't know what you expect him to say, but it doesn't matter. You just need to tell him. You need him to know how much you appreciate him, even if things fall apart.

When Yeosang reads the message, it immediately sets off alarms in his head. He knows you. He knows when something isn't right, and this—this message feels like a goodbye. He doesn't bother replying. Instead, he rushes out of the practice room, ignoring the confused looks from the other members, and drives as fast as he can to your shared home.

You're standing on the edge of the balcony when he bursts through the door, your hands gripping the railing so tightly your knuckles turn white.

"Don't," you say, your voice shaking as you hear him approach. "Don't come any closer."

Yeosang freezes, his heart pounding in his chest. He's never seen you like this—so broken, so fragile. He doesn't know what to do, but he knows he can't lose you.

"Please," he whispers, his voice cracking as he takes a cautious step forward. "Just come down, okay? We can talk. I'm here. I'm not going anywhere."

"You don't understand," you choke out, your vision blurred by tears. "I can't do this anymore. The fans—they hate me. They hate me, and I can't take it. I'm ruining everything for you."

Yeosang's eyes widen in horror. The fans? This is because of them?

"You're not ruining anything," he insists, his voice stronger now, desperate. "I love you. You, not them. Don't listen to them, please. Just... step down. We'll figure it out together, I swear."

You shake your head, the tears spilling over. "I can't..."

Yeosang tries to move closer, but he stumbles, tripping over his own feet in his haste. The sudden motion startles you, and before you realize what's happening, your foot slips, and you're tumbling over the edge.

But before the ground can meet you, strong arms catch you.

"Mingi!" Yeosang's voice is full of relief as he watches the taller member steady you in his arms. Mingi had followed Yeosang, concerned when he saw his friend's panic. He'd arrived just in time to catch you.

"You okay?" Mingi asks gently, his arms still around you as you tremble in his grasp.

You nod weakly, but you can't find the words to thank him. Your mind is still spinning, too overwhelmed by everything.

Yeosang rushes down to where you and Mingi are, his hands shaking as he reaches for you. "Thank you," he breathes, his voice cracking again as he takes you from Mingi's arms. "I'll—I'll thank you properly later, I promise."

Mingi just nods, giving you both a worried look before stepping back to give you space.

Yeosang holds you close as he leads you back inside your home, his arms wrapped tightly around you like he's afraid to let go. You sit down on the couch together, and for a long moment, neither of you say anything.

Finally, Yeosang speaks, his voice barely above a whisper. "Why?"

You can't look at him. You stare at your hands, your fingers trembling as you try to form the words. "It's... it's the fans," you mumble, your voice weak and broken. "They... they hate me. They keep saying I don't deserve you. That I'm not good enough, that I'm ruining everything for you."

Yeosang's heart shatters at your words. He pulls you closer, his arms wrapping around you protectively. "You're not ruining anything," he whispers, his voice thick with emotion. "I don't care what they say. You're the one I love. You're the one I want. No one else."

You try to respond, but the words catch in your throat, and all you can do is sob into his chest.

Yeosang holds you tighter, whispering soft reassurances, sweet nothings, until your breathing starts to slow, your sobs quieting.

"I'm sorry," you whisper, your voice barely audible.

"Don't apologize," he murmurs, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. "You have nothing to apologize for. I'm sorry. I should've seen how much this was hurting you."

You shake your head, but he doesn't let you argue. He just holds you, whispering that everything will be okay, that you're not alone, that he'll always be there.

Eventually, the exhaustion takes over, and you fall asleep in his arms, your head resting against his chest. Yeosang stays awake a little longer, his fingers brushing gently through your hair as he holds you close, vowing to protect you from the world, from the fans, from everything that tries to hurt you.

Because to him, you're all that matters.

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solaris-amethyst · 11 days ago

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🪻By Merlins beard!🪻

✨Pairing: Prince!Yeosang x gn!magician!reader ✨Prompt: Prince Yeosang can't help but sneak out every single day to find you, the magician, who lives in the forest much to the royal advisors and the kings dismay. But how can he not when he yearns to spend time with you and see all that you can do. ✨Genre: fantasy au, royal au, non idol au, romance, medieval au, dragons (not a genre but they’re important in the story), slightly bbc Merlin inspired, ✨Word count: 10k ☀️Authors note: I don't know how I ended up with 10k words for this one shot but I've been working on it for a long time now... Been listening to piano versions of old barbie songs so I had so much nostalgia when writing this one shot😭💓 Also I love prince Yeosang so much🥺🫶🏻

Ever since Yeosang was a child he was fascinated with magic and magical creatures. He would run around in the palace searching for faeries in the garden and dragons in the treasure rooms. He would tell his parents about how trolls existed and that they stole your socks but only the left ones despite the fact that some of his father's royal advisors tried to tell him that was not factually correct.

Trolls stole other things like gold, not socks had this elderly man said to him when he was young but Yeosang had just stated that he obviously did not know what he was talking about.

As a child he would often find himself following the royal magician around. It didn’t matter where he was, Yeosang would find him one way or another, he was an older man, even older than his father, who knew all sorts of things but Yeosangs favorite thing was when he did magic. His eyes would glow a golden hue when he did and a beautiful light would start dancing around his palms.

He had spent many days trying to do exactly what he had done but was never able to conjure up any magic. Much to his disappointment, he wanted to be able to create wonderful things like the magician.

His father was not all too pleased with the fact that his son and heir had his head filled with thoughts of only magic and magical creatures and not about what he needed to learn as the crown prince.

At one point as a child Yeosang started to avoid his lessons in favor of hanging out in the magicians room and help him sort out his books or even make potions if he was lucky! But every time he did that he got berated by his father the very same evening, his teachers would go and tell the king that he had been avoiding or skipping his lessons about war strategies, sword fighting and all the other boring stuff Yeosang really did not want to learn at all.

He was absolutely devastated the day he learned that his father had decided to banish the old magician from the castle, telling him to leave and never come back because he was too much of a distraction for the young prince and only filled his head with nonsense. Yeosang had protested loudly and even promised to go to all of his lessons and study hard if the magician got to stay but the king had refused saying this was for the greater good of his future.

Yeosang had cried himself to sleep that night.

Many years later, he as an adult still yearns to see magic again. Yearns to explore the world, visit dragons and perhaps even find a treasure of his own. Being a prince was boring, everyone was telling him how to act or be, to coverup every single imperfection according to his ladies in waiting which included his birthmarks and just about every single thing that made him, well, him.

He absolutely hated it.

What was so wrong about his birthmarks? It made him unique and he remembers the old magician who got sent away telling him that he had been blessed by dragons as a child and that the birthmark was proof of that. He remembers being surprised and in awe at that, had he really been blessed by dragons when he was born? It felt impossible with the way his father was but the magician had insisted that it was in fact true.

That had caused little Yeosang to dream about meeting dragons one day.

Unfourtunatly it seems as though currently that will be impossible with the way his father has made sure he won't go anywhere else that is not to his lessons, his own room or the throne room.

But lately he had heard the servants talking in low hushed whispers. The sign of a new magician near his home. The rumors say this new person moved into a little hut near the lake which isn't far from the protective walls surrounding the city in which the castle is located in.

He could feel that familiar itch again appearing of wanting to get away and explore the world whenever he heard the gossip about the new magician. Perhaps he could sneak out? Go and visit this person and see if maybe they could help him.

"-sang. Yeosang! Are you paying attention?!" A gruff voice asked in a cold tone whilst snapping a pair of fingers in front of him.

"O-oh I'm sorry Lord Kim I did not mean to drift away." He apologized trying to seem apologetic when he was far from it. Lord Kim held his classes about history and normally Yeosang liked history but the way it was taught to him was full of hate and violence towards people who used magic, towards anything that was different from normal regular humans and Yeosang hated it so much. He much preferred when Lord Kims son, Hongjoong, held in the history lessons because Hongjoong never spewed the same kind of hate as his own father did.

"You need to pay attention! It is important for you to know all of this to know what to avoid when you are king. You need to know how bad everything that isn't like us is." Lord Kim continued and Yeosang had to fight hard not to roll his eyes.

Lord Kim continue to talk and Yeosang was listening half heartedly, his mind was thinking about how to sneak out from the castle after this class to visit the new magician and from what he could come up with the best idea was to go down to the stable and sneak out with his horse.

Perhaps he could bribe some of the servants to not tell his father or anyone else that he was leaving from the back so he wouldn't get caught. Yeosang decides that yes, that is something he can do. If he tells them he will pay them two months worth of salary additional to their usual salary they might agree to keep it a secret.

“My prince I think this is enough lessons for today, you clearly have a lot on your mind after sword practice. Perhaps my prince wants to go back and practice what he’s learnt?” Lord Kim questions and Yeosang finds himself agreeing immediately, having no problem lying to get out of the lesson.

“Yes Lord Kim, I don’t know how you did it but you’ve read my thoughts. I just couldn’t stop thinking about what I learned at today's sword fighting lesson and I want to go to my room and practice my form if that’s okay? After all, as the future king I need to know my forms so I won’t embarrass my kingdom and people if I ever need to duel.” He says smoothly and he can see the lords proud smile, approving of what he is saying.

“The king will be very pleased to hear about this my prince. He is eager for you to learn more about fighting. Perhaps you can partake in this years tournament and bring pride to him and the kingdom for once.” His teachers says and Yeosangs eyes glint with a mellow fury at the notion that he could finally make his father proud. As if Yeosang hadn’t done everything he could to please his father ever since he was a kid and nothing worked.

The only person who had seemingly been proud of him was the magician.

And now, thanks to his father he was no longer here. Yeosang didn’t even know if he was still alive, it wouldn’t surprise him if his father had ordered for him to be sentenced to death because he took so much of Yeosangs attention.

Yeosang is quick to leave the lesson once he is dismissed and he walks towards his room just so no one can say he wasn’t heading there after he said he’d be there to practice his forms. He tries not to run but oh is it hard not to. He wants to sprint to the stables but he knows it will garner too much attention if he does. He has to walk slow, has to walk normally as if he got no place to be and is just wandering about as he often does.

Eventually Yeosang reaches the stables and finds his horse and he quickly puts on the saddle and everything and when he starts leading her out he sees the head of the royal stables so he calls them over.

"My prince?" The head asks as he bows deeply to Yeosang.

"I need you to not tell a single soul that I've gone out of the back on my horse. Please, I'll give you two months worth of salary together with your monthly salary this month if you promise not to tell my father or anyone else that I'm going on a little trip by myself." He tells him in hushed whispers and he can see that the man in front of him looks at him in shock.

"My prince, I'm not so sure I can lie to the king if he came asking me." He says worriedly and Yeosang can understand his worries.

"I understand but please, I beg of you, don't tell anyone. I'll make sure you won't get in trouble, I'll cover for you if needed be. Just please. I need to get out of the castle for a while." Yeosang pleaded to the man who eventually gives in with a small nod.

"Thank you sir, oh thank you so much. This means more than you can imagine! Trust me you will be handsomely rewarded for this. I won't forget this." Yeosang says as he quickly gets up on his horse.

Yeosang makes sure that once he's out through the back doors he allows his horse to go in full speed canter, the wind blowing wonderfully through his hair as the feeling of flying enters his chest. Nothing beats sitting on his horse as they canter through the world. The rhythmic feeling of the hooves touching the ground and his horse breathes coming out in short bursts as they both enjoy this moment together.

Yeosang makes sure to ride near the trees so if anyone in the castle were to spot him from a window they wouldn't instantly recognize that it's the crown prince sneaking away from his duties in the castle.

And with that he makes his way towards you and your little hut, eager to meet the new magician and perhaps find some joy in his life again.

Back at your hut you're walking around, gathering your things and cleaning. It was easy to clean when magic was at your disposal, brushes and mops would move and help you clean your hut. The windows were open and the sun was shining right into your home.

"Perhaps I should capture some of the lovely sun rays for a future potion." You murmur before finding a vial which would allow you to take a part of a sun ray and save it for the future.

Sun rays were hard to collect so when you had the opportunity to collect them you would. You moved in silence and as you held up the vial to the sun flittering in from the window your eyes glowed a golden hue as you used your magic to help you with collecting what you needed.

"There we go. Thank you." You say as a piece of the sun falls into your vial to which you quickly put on the lock to make sure it won't disappear.

As you go to put it in your cupboard where you got other important and priceless artifacts you hear in the distance the sound of hooves running and a horse breathing deeply coming closer and closer.

"A guest?" You question to no one in particular, glancing back at the door with curiosity.

Not many had come to visit you when you moved into this cottage, someone from the castle had been sent by the king to tell you to not make scene or make people think magic was a good thing and he wouldn't have a problem with you residing so close to his kingdom.

You had thought it was weird, the way the messenger had read the message. Magic could be both a good and bad thing, it all depended on who was wielding it. You guessed he had had a bad experience with magic in the past for him to not want you to use your magic for good and show people it's not that bad. Not that it would stop you, you'd use your magic as you saw fitting. Helping people when needed, healing and so on. Not even the king could stop you in that regard.

Knock knock.

You walk to the door and open it, curious to see who could be visiting you today.

"Hello?"

"Good afternoon!"

The man in front of you were gorgeous, his clothing were that of royalty, prim and proper, your eyes trailed up to his face and you had to take a breath in at the beauty which was in front of you. The man was gorgeous, you noted all details about him and even noticed he had a birthmark near his eye. A blessing by the dragons you noted. His hair was a golden hue radiating the same way the sun was from her spot high up in the sky and that's when you noticed it.

A crown.

A crown rested on his head.

"Oh my lord?" You question after coming to the conclusion that this must be the prince. Had it been the king it would have been big and pompous with the way he'd come visit you.

"Yeosang! Please, call me Yeosang." The young prince quickly told you.

"Okay okay, Yeosang? May I ask as to why you are visiting me? I was not aware you'd come, otherwise I would have made sure the place was suitable for a prince." You tell him and you can see him shake his head.

"Oh, no one knows I'm here visiting you."

"They don't?"

"No! Father doesn't really like magic and magic users but I find it fascinating and well, I wanted to come visit you!" Yeosang tells you happily, you notice the eagerness in his voice and you can't help but smile.

"Well in that case, it would be rude of me not to invite you inside. Please come inside Yeosang. My name is Y/n by the way." You tell him as you step aside to let him in and he beams brighter than you've ever seen someone smile before.

"Thank you so much!" He says before taking a step inside. Yeosang glances around the hut with wonders in his eyes.

This is what he's been missing in his life.

Your hut is so full of personality he notes and it feels so cozy. It makes him feel more at home than he's ever felt in the castle. When his eyes spots the moving broom he can't help but gasp loudly before spinning to look at you.

"Is that your doing?!"

"It is." You chuckle at his childlike wonder as he let's out a little wow at your response.

"This is amazing. I-wow! Imagine being able to live and experience this every day." He says walking around the room checking everything out.

"It's not something super special, it's just one way of living." You tell him and he turns to you with a shy look.

"I wish I could live like this instead of being a prince."

"Why can't you? You're the prince should you not be able to do whatever you want without anyone telling you any different?" You ask curiously and he sighs shaking his head.

"No, my father hates magic for some reason, he always makes a point of saying there's them and us when in reality there's not much of a difference between us you know?" He tells you before continuing. "He's making sure I follow a strict schedule that he has approved of, I don't get to do anything I enjoy by myself nor do I get to choose what I want. I have to do exactly what he wants or else there will be consequences."

"And yet here you are in my hut." You muse as you realize he must have sneaked away to come visit you.

"And yet here I am." He chuckles before looking at you again and you can't help but question as your eyes land on the birthmark again: "Did you know you've been blessed by the dragons?"

The prince lights up at that and leans forward.

"I've been told that once before when I was a child by the royal magician before he was banished by my father because I would go to him every single day instead of going to my lessons. Although I do not know what that means." He admits shyly.

"Perhaps you can tell me?" He asks you curiously and you smile before nodding.

"Of course, I'd be happy to tell you." You say, walking up to your shelf and picking out a very special book before walking to your table and sitting down on one of the chairs motioning for him to also go and sit down in the chair in front of you.

Once he's sat you start: "Being blessed by dragons are a rare thing, it does not happen often which makes you very special Yeosang. Dragons are mythical beings, renowned for their magic and knowledge of the world."

Yeosang listens to every word you tell him with wonder, his heart is beating a bit faster at what you're telling him. If it's because he's longed for a moment like this, surrounded by magic and the unknown or perhaps it's because he's in front of you, who happens to be very beautiful in his eyes.

Whichever it is it makes butterflies erupt within him.

"Dragons are deities and once every millennia or so they choose to bless someone and when they do great things are destined to happen." You open the book and your eyes glow a golden hue causing the prince to gasp once more and stare at you with wonder and you can see his hands twitch when he notices that your hands are glowing a faint gold as the letters on the pages you had opened begin to move before the sillouhette of a dragon appears above the book.

"Oh wow it's beautiful." Yeosang murmurs, the dragon and it's scales is the very color of his birthmarks and he feels drawn to the beautiful creature.

"That my Yeosang is the dragon bonded to you." You tell him and the shock on his face makes you smile.

"B-bonded? To me?" He whispers in disbelief "What do you mean by that?" He looks at you as if you're speaking another language.

"When a dragon blesses someone they also bond with that person. You were blessed as a mere babe by this dragon, which means the two of you are destined to meet and destined for greatness." You tell him with a soft smile, the glow from your magic casting a beautiful glow over the man in front of you.

"Me... with a dragon?"

"A dragon lord." You say.

Yeosangs eyes goes once again back to the beautiful creature in front of him. The dragon seems tall, it's snout long with horns coming out from the back of its head and from certain angles it looks like a crown Yeosang notes. The scales are beautiful the way they glisten red and he notes that the dragons eyes are golden.

Just like yours.

Yeosang has to blink twice when he thought he saw your eyes twinkle as he looked between the dragon and you. He must be imagining things was what he told himself as he focused back on the silhouette of the dragon.

"Will I ever get to meet this dragon?" He asks quietly, you study his face and note that he almost looks worried like you would tell him no or let him know you had been lying this whole time.

"When the time is right this dragon will find you. But it's important to know while you are a dragon lord that does not mean you are also equal. Far too many think being blessed by a dragon and being a dragon lord or lady means they are equal with the dragons and thus they try to abuse their powers. But that will always result in dire consequences." You tell him and he nods at your words.

"I'd never abuse my power or relationship to anyone I swear! I am not like my father or many in his council." He tells you, disgust clear in his tone.

His eyes tells you he means it, his eyes looks angry as he thinks back to how those he mentioned acts towards others who cannot benefit them on their way to gain power or riches.

"I believe you Yeosang."

"Thank you, I wish I could do something to change the way they see it all. It will only bring us ruin and destruction." He sighs before he remembers what you said.

"You said there would be dire consequences if you tried to abuse your power as a dragon lord. What would those consequences be?" He asks curiously and you smile a little glancing down at the book before looking up at him again.

"Well, one lord was scorched to death when he started to abuse his power and try to use the dragon which had blessed him and had bonded with him. Another dragon ate her lady when she did awful things. I heard a story of a dragon trampling his lord and his men to death. A dragon will stop at nothing to make sure the lord or lady cannot live further on if they do bad things." You say, making sure you get your tone across so he understands that you are not joking with him.

"Oh... that sounds brutal but also perhaps necessary. Not that I wish death upon anyone but I can see why the dragons did what they did. If someone thinks they can use their dragons for bad things which then could cause some to want to hunt them to perhaps extinction or to capture them as their own war puppets. Of course they'd put a stop to that." He muses and his face flushes when he sees you smile at him.

"You are a wise man Yeosang, this kingdom is lucky to have you as its future heir. A prosperous time will come once you ascend the throne." You tell him kindly.

Yeosang stares at you for a good while. He can't help it, there is something about you that he's drawn to and he wants to know more. Perhaps it's the way you talk to him, the kindness but also mysteriousness or maybe the way you look at him?

"Would you like something to drink?" You ask him as you stand up, walking over to your fireplace where you have a pot brewing some herbal tea you had put together earlier in the day.

"Oh that would be lovely thank you." He says with a smile and you feel yourself smile wider when you spot his adorable smile.

"I'm afraid I do not have anything to go with it though. Had I known I'd have visitors today I would have splurged on a cake or something." You say bashfully, feeling bad you got nothing to share with him other than a cup of tea.

"Oh no! Please just tea is fine by me! You do not have to get me anything else." He assures you quickly, his hands waving timidly in front of him.

"Are you sure? You must be used to getting a lot of things when you have your tea at the castle?" You wonder and he scrunches his nose again in that adorable way.

"Too many options really! I'm fine with just a cup, it's cozier that way. A cup of nice tea and a book and getting cozy in a nice armchair and reading the day away." Yeosang get's a dreamy look on his face which causes you to giggle.

"It's a good way to relax I guess?"

"It is and it's a great way to escape all duties they wanna push on me." He tells you and he mumbles the last part as if the council members who teach his lesson could hear what he was saying all the way back here.

"Oh I understand. I used to be the same from time to time when I was learning to hone my magic under my teacher." You tell him with a chuckle. "My teacher always wanted me to practice on the really boring things of magic or learn how to do the same thing over and over and over and over again. He claimed it was good for me but honestly I felt it stumped me in my journey with becoming one with my magical powers." You say as you flick your wrist, your eyes glowing golden again and two cups fly over to you, the tea floating up and into the cups before one float over to Yeosang who's mouth is hanging open at your magical display.

"You better close your mouth or you might catch a fly or two Yeosang." You laugh and his cheeks grow a tomato red color.

He coughs a few times into his fist before he quickly takes a sip of the tea.

"Careful it's hot!" "Ow ow ow ow ow!"

"Don't say I didn't try and warn you." You sigh as Yeosang nurses his burnt tongue.

"Perhaps I should have cooled it down a bit, now I've burnt the Prince of this kingdom with my tea. What's next? I by accident hit him with my broom?" You ask no one, feeling ridiculous that you've made such a rookie mistake and Yeosang who overhears your mumbling can't help but giggle despite the fact that his tongue is hurting.

"Are you laughing at my hardships?!" You look at him with wide eyes and an offended tone and he laughs louder but this time he has the decency to hide behind his hand.

"I'm so sorry but it's a little bit funny seeing you fuss over me this way. I just burnt my tongue and that was my fault not yours and if you hit me with your broom I'd be honored." He says earnestly causing you to snort.

"You'd be honored if I by accident hit you with my magical broom?"

"Yeah."

"Why?" You question tilting your head to the side trying to understand his logic better and he just shrugs.

"I don't know, perhaps it's just nice knowing that someone could do that and wouldn't immediately get in trouble for it or pretend I'm made of glass." He tells you before leaning forward. "Most people who hurt me even on accident get straightened out or punished by my father's council. The only time I'm allowed to get hurt according to them is in sword fighting lessons otherwise it's expected of me to not get a single scratch and it's exhausting. I wanna be able to roughhouse or have someone hit me teasingly or such without having to worry if they will be hurt because of it."

"I hope you're not blaming yourself for that Yeosang? What they do is not your fault. You did not ask them to do so nor did you ask them to implement stupid rules like that." Your voice comes out strong and steadfast and Yeosang finds himself finding comfort in it.

It's like your reassuring voice wraps a blanket around him with the promise of safety and comfort and he can't help but want to hear more of it.

"You really think so Y/n?" The way he speaks makes it sound like he can't really grasp that you don't put blame on him for that.

"Of course I do. It would be ridiculous to blame you for the wrongdoings of others and though I have just met you I can guess you've tried to make them stop but they haven't listened so instead, perhaps, you have taken to distance yourself from people who you otherwise were close with just so they won't be hurt." You say and by the stunned look on his face you have hit the jackpot.

"H-how did you know." He stammers out in shock, his fingers twitching around his cup and you shrug.

"You are an honest and open book, you do not seem like someone who would want others to get in trouble because of you so it seems logical that you'd distance yourself so no one would get hurt for simply doing the "wrong" thing around you or towards you." You say walking up to him with a small smile.

"You truly are a magician with the way you know all of these things."

"I can show you more about dragons if you'd like?" You question, glancing back at the dragon still hovering over the book and the man in front of you lights up and nods.

"Oh please do! I want to learn everything about your world."

You chuckle as you take your seat in front of him again with an appreciative nod.

"It's our world Yeosang, there is no your and my world, just our world. We all exist in the same world after all. Magic exists everywhere, it's in the very heart of our world but not everyone can harness it. Some of us are born with these abilities to harness it and no one really know why anymore."

"I heard that the high priestesses of old knew why and it's because the earth is willing to give back to those who have a pure heart or are destined for great things." He says excitedly and you laugh.

"Yes you are correct Yeosang."

The two of you continue to talk about dragons, druids, magicians and everything you've experienced as you've traveled the world. That's how the two of you become close friends, Yeosang is more than happy to share information with you and help you out with tasks he's never done before and the beaming smile you get whenever you tell him he's doing a good job makes your fondness of him grow stronger.

After that day Yeosang couldn't stay away. He'd find countless of different ways of sneaking out of the kingdom to go visit you, you heard rumors that some thought the prince was running off to meet a forbidden lover. That would make you snort, if only the whole kingdom and his father knew the young crown prince spent his time with you, learning about magic, brewing potions and being happy.

Whenever he came he'd take off his crown and put it away as he spent time with you, you had once asked him about it and he said it made him feel more relaxed, like he could finally be himself without the judgment or the pressure the crown came with. The both of you knew though that the king was not happy with how the crown prince would disappear and no one knew where he'd go.

Sure there were rumors as to where he'd go but no one truly knew. If the king knew where he was you'd surely loose your head.

It had been almost a whole month since that fateful day where he came knocking on your door and the two of you had grown closer in ways most would deem too close.

"Yeosang... I think you need to lay low for a while and not come see me." You say as you dry the flowers and bones you needed for a potion.

"What?!" Yeosang looks up from the book he's been reading eagerly with a shocked face.

"Y-you don't want me here anymore?" He asks, his voice quivering and you're quick to shake your head.

"No it is not like that Sangie, the king, he's not happy. I've heard the whispers of his fury with you when I visit the city. I fear he might lock you up if you avoid your lessons the way you have been doing to come here." You say gently, not wanting him to get in trouble.

"So you want me to lay low for a while? Before I can come back?" He asks unsure and you nod.

"Exactly that. For your safety." You tell him and he thinks for a while before sighing, obviously not liking it at all.

"You're right... father has become more and more frustrated and I know the lords are as well. Perhaps I need to attend all of my lessons and such for a while so they will get off my back." He admits with a pout.

"We will see each other again Sangie, it's not like we'll never see each other again. Just three or four weeks and it will all be fine again." You card your hand through his blond locks and he leans back into your touch, closing his eyes.

"C-can I have something of yours with me as I go back to the castle?" He asks quietly, eyes still closed as he takes in the warmth of your hand.

You've truly started to care for Yeosang more than you perhaps want to admit. Admitting it would make it so real and you're not so sure you can do that yet. Not when the king is still out there, unhappy with people like you and if he knew his son where spending time with you and that you're starting to get feelings for him it would be the end of you.

"Of course Sangie, I will give you something special of mine." You step away from him and a little whine of dissatisfaction escapes his lips as he opens his eyes following as you walk over to a cupboard you always kept locked.

You open the cupboard with shaky hands. You look at the amulet which is laying there, its red and the gemstone in the middle of the necklace is glowing softly, emitting a warm feeling. You pick it up and it's pulsing with life and for a moment you hesitate, wondering if what you're thinking of doing truly is a good thing to do.

But when you hear Yeosang shuffle behind you, you know it is the right thing to do.

"Y/n? Are you okay?" He asks worriedly, you look tense and he doesn't like it at all. "You don't have to gift me that if it's something you care about a lot." He says standing up wanting to go over to you and make you less tense but he's unsure if you'd appreciate him hugging you or not.

"N-no, I want you to have this Sangie, I've always meant to give this to someone very special and to me that is you." You say as you turn around with the amulet in hand.

"This amulet is very dear to me, it holds a part of me and as you can feel." You place it gently in his hand and his eyes widen when he feel the heat radiating from it. "It is quiet warm but there is no need to be afraid, it will never overheat."

"It almost feels like it's alive." He mumbles as he looks at the pretty amulet.

"I'll always know when you hold it, if you need to talk or need comfort you can hold it close to you and I'll be able to feel if you need comfort or help." You tell him.

"So it's a way for us to communicate?"

"In a way it is."

"Thank you. I'll take great care of it, no harm will come to it and I'll never take it off." Yeosang beams before he goes in for a hug, his arms wrapping around you gently as he hugs you and you allow your own hands to snake up his back as you hug him back.

It’s comforting and warm, something about the embrace stills your racing thoughts and the worries you’ve had these past few days washes away. Everything will be okay.

Yeosang will be safe.

That's what you tell yourself over and over before the young prince lets go of you.

"I'm sorry was that too abrupt? I don't know what came over me I-" He starts but you shush him gently by putting your hand over his mouth.

"It's okay Yeosang, I didn't mind the hug, in fact thank you. I think I needed that to calm down. I've been worried and a bit anxious these past days." You give him a smile and his cheeks turns a pretty strawberry red.

"Oh umm you're welcome." He mumbles trying to hide his face from you and failing which causes you to laugh.

"You don't have to hide from me my dear."

That just causes Yeosangs face to turn even redder and he leans down hiding his face in your shoulder whilst whining that you shouldn't tease him like that. It only causes you to laugh louder at his reaction before you gently but firmly push him away from you.

"Now now none of that, let's have a final drink together before I let you sneak back to the castle." You tell him as you use your magic to pour up two cups of tea for you both, handing one over to him before taking your own.

"I'll really miss this." He mumbles into his cup and you nod.

"I'll miss it as well but these three weeks will fly by quickly and then you'll be here again. Perhaps you can use all you have learned here to improve things in the castle?" You ask, curious if he'd think that would be a good idea.

"They'll probably force me to take all the classes I've missed." He groans realizing he's gonna have to listen to another of Lord Kims or Lord Parks rambles which will as Yeosang has described to you, bore him to death.

"Oh you'll manage! You did before right?"

"I did but it was so boring. I was day dreaming most of the time, like Lord Kim rambles on in a monotone voice it ends up making my head spin because of it. Sure if it's his son, Hongjoong, who teaches the lessons they're actually fun and interesting and filled with information but most of the time I'm not so lucky to have him as my teacher." Yeosang laments and you tilt your head.

"Can't you just request him as your teacher?"

"I-" He stops what he's doing and looks at you in shock "I've never tried that before... perhaps I should try? Maybe it would work?" He questions and you shrug.

"You could always say you find learning easier when it's from someone your own age?" You wonder and he nods, looking like it might actually work what you're suggesting.

"I will try that once I get back." Yeosang stops himself from saying back home, because the castle no longer feels like home.

Your hut however does.

He wants to say it, say that this is his home. But he's not sure yet if he can admit that, admit to his feelings and all his thoughts. Ever since he came to visit you for the first time almost a whole month ago he has been feeling more and more at home in your hut.

Your steady presence calms him down to the point where he can forget everything and just enjoy life. He can enjoy gardening with you and get his hands dirty when he replants some of your garden plants which he could never do back at the castle. But Yeosangs favorite thing has become watching you use your magic, your eyes glow a golden hue illuminating your already golden eyes and a golden light would emit from your hands.

It was a warm light and he’d feel all fuzzy and warm on the inside when he saw it. You were absolutely breathtaking in those moments and he couldn’t fathom why his father and his council hated on people like you so much. There was so much life and wonder in what you did and you and your magic were a force for good. He’d seen you heal his people, care for them. The two of you would make medicines and potions and then you’d go into the city and distribute them to whomever would need it.

“I’m sure it will work your way Sangie.” Your voice breaks him out of his daydreams and he feels his heart swell at your nickname, he finds himself wondering if you only give nicknames to people you care deeply about.

“But now you really have to go or else I fear the king will send out search parties.” You urge him to actually get out and on his horse and get back to the castle before it’s too late and begrudgingly he does listen to you. Trudging over to the door, stopping to put on his coat and allowing you to put on his crown on the top of his head before you open the door for him.

“Well see each other soon enough.” You smile at him giving his hand a squeeze, he’d be fine, he had your amulet with him. Harm would not come his way and you knew that, you’d never allow harm to come across his gentle soul again.

“I’ll miss you.” Is all he says before giving your hand a little kiss and then he’s off. He gets up on his horse quickly and you stand there in the door opening watching him ride back to the city until you no longer can see him.

“Goodbye my dear, I will watch over you from afar.” You mumble quietly, the words coming out as a rumble deep from your chest.

You can feel the shift in the air, a storm is coming and change as well. A gentle fatigue starts settling in your bones and all you can do is sit down on your bed as you know what is to happen in the next few weeks.

For Yeosang, the ride back to the castle was pure torture. He absolutely hated leaving you and all he really wanted to do was turn his horse around and go back to you. The only thing that made him power through and continue forward was the amulet hanging near his chest, it was warm and it made his skin tingle.

These three weeks would fly by and then he'd be back in your arms again.

These three weeks were unfortunately not flying by for Yeosang. When it was noticed he was actually staying in the castle and going to all of his lessons the young prince were escorted everywhere in the castle.

Going to the throne room? Escorted. Walking to his lessons? Escorted. Trying to be alone in his room? A servant or a lady in waiting would always try to be in his room so he could not be alone at all and it was slowly driving him insane.

He knew his father would do anything to keep him inside the castle once he got the opportunity to do so and it took everything in him not to scream whenever someone wanted to be with him. All he really wanted to do was to run back to you, you'd allow him the freedom he wanted to have, never did you judge him for what he wanted to do and you encouraged him to do what he felt was right at any given moment.

Currently Yeosang was alone in his room, it was the second week of his torture here in the castle and he had finally convinced everyone to let him be alone in his room. There was no way he could escape from it, out of the window was out of the question and he had no hidden door to run out of so he was currently stuck here.

At least he wasn't stuck in any of Lord Kims lectures.

The amulet was shining a dim light in his hand, its warmth pulsed like a beating heart. His thumb gently caressed it as he thought of you, were you okay? Were you also missing him? Was this just as torterous for you as it was for him?

All these questions swam around in his head as he stared at the amulet. He had taken to analyze it over the past few days, the way it shone golden reminded him of your eyes. The way it shone a gentle golden hue, like the sun rays as the gentle dawn or like the gold on his crown. Today he noticed something new he had not noticed before.

The red surrounding the gold looked like scales. Yeosang brought it up closer to inspect with his gentle eyes.

"It looks like dragon scales." He mumbles to himself before closing his eyes and imagining the dragon you had conjured for him on the first day you two had met.

Perhaps that dragon had gifted you this amulet?

Suddenly the amulet flickered lightly, its warmth going out for a second and Yeosang could feel the panic settling in immediately.

That couldn't be good.

You told him it was connected to you so you'd know he was okay. What if this meant you weren't okay? He could feel his heart start racing, he needed to find you, needed to make sure you were okay.

Yeosang stood up abruptly from where he had been sitting, he was already marching towards the door when it opened, Lord Park stood there with a smile. It wasn't a kind smile and Yeosang felt slightly unnerved seeing the elderly man smile at him.

"Lord Park. To what do I have the honor of having you barge into my room?" He asked as he slowly but surely hid his hand holding the amulet behind his back.

"The king has requested your presence in the throne room. He has some things to discuss with you."

"Fine. Lead the way."

Yeosang was not going to let himself get intimidated by his father's men anymore. A few months ago he would have cowered and done anything to be in his father's good books but now? Now he wouldn't cower, he wouldn't do anything to please him especially not now when he's terrified something bad has happened to you due to the amulet flickering like it did earlier.

The walk to the throne room is silent. The castle is eerily silent and he feels slightly on edge. Whatever is about to happen isn't good and Yeosang was ready to face whatever it might be head on.

The huge doors to the throne room opens as Lord Park walks ahead of him. Yeosang can see his father further ahead, sitting on his chair with a posture that screams obey me. His eyes are stone cold and they glisten with a cold fury the young prince had not seen in many years.

"Yeosang. How nice of you to finally stay in the castle for two full weeks." His father starts sitting straighter up before he ultimately decides to stand up.

"Father." He nods and tries to be respectful as his father slowly steps down from the platform which the throne resides on.

Yeosang feels like a prey animal as his father slowly but surely stalks his way towards Yeosang. But he stands tall, he plants his feet firmly on the ground and straightens out his back. He won't let his father scare him today.

"I have heard some very distasteful rumors about you lately and I hope you can clear some of them up for me." His father starts as he begins circling him slowly, taking in every single little detail about Yeosang as he does.

"Is it true you are hanging out with that magician?" His father spits out the last word as if it were poison whilst glaring at his son.

"I have met them a few times, yes, nothing more nor less than that. I just wanted to know who was living so close to us. That is not a crime is it?" He counters calmly and the man circling him smiles but it doesn't reach his eyes.

"Only a few times huh? So you have not been there every single day for a month now? Do not lie to me boy."

"I have been there a few times."

"Do you have feelings for them."

"I do not." Yeosang decides to deny his feelings, because he knows there will be horrible consequences if he does.

"You're not lying to me now are you?" His father is behind his back now and Yeosang shakes his head and says no he's not.

Then suddenly the amulet is ripped from his hand and Yeosang has never swirled around quicker in his life to try and grab it from his father's hand.

"I told you not to lie."

"Give it back to me. That is not yours to keep." He growls out and his eyes are trained on his father's hand which is holding his amulet.

"You have feelings for that thing in the forest don't you."

"They have a name." He seethes out and his father laughs.

"I do not care. Clearly this magician has caused you to forget your place and how were are supposed to look at the world."

"I have not forgotten my place father. Now give me the amulet back."

"Admit it son. You love them." His father observes the amulet for a while before tossing it behind him and Yeosang can feel his heart drop.

He's so afraid it will break, luckily it doesn't but he can see the golden hue flicker again.

"I do not love them." It pains him to say it but he has to protect you in any way he can from what his father might do.

"Oh good then." The tone is gleeful and that sense of dread returns to his body. "Then you won't care that I am to march there and behead them and rid our country of their vile presence now?"

Yeosangs eyes widen at that and he can hear himself shout a loud NO before he sprints forward, he manages to grab the amulet before he's out of the throne room, sprinting as fast as he can to the stables.

His body feels like lead, his legs don't carry him as fast as he wishes they would and his heart is beating so quickly he swears it will jump out of his ribcage. The world around him feels like it's moving in slow-motion as he hears his fathers laughter echo in the throne room and a vague threat of how he can run to you but he can't save you from your impending death from his fathers sword. He can hear the knights getting ready, putting on their armor and sharpening their swords. He can hear his father's slow and meticulous steps behind him and it encourages him to run faster.

He all but throws himself up on his horse, he doesn't even care to throw on the saddle this time. He had the quick thinking of putting on his sword at his hip.

He'd defend you to his last dying breath if it had to come down to that he had decided.

There are several times he almost falls off his horse because he's riding without his saddle but he manages to stay on, his grip on his horses mane is steady and allows him to stay up.

The greenery is flying by and soon your hut comes in his line of vision and he flies off his horse whilst calling your name.

"Y/N!!" He's so scared of what will happen, his father is going to kill you. The one he loves. He cannot let that happen.

He slams up the door and that's when he sees you. You're laying on the floor as if you had fainted earlier. Smoke seems to be coming out from your body and he rushes forward, gripping your weak form gently from the floor.

"Y/n?? Talk to me! Oh please be okay please don't leave me you have to be okay." He rambles as he listens for your heart beat.

It's there, slow and steady.

"Yeosang?" You question weakly.

What was he doing here you wondered? The three weeks were not up yet? There was still one week left until he was supposed to be back.

"What are you?" You question weekly and he gently shushes you as he cradles you to his chest.

"M-my father is coming here. He's going to kill you. I won't allow it, I swear to you I will protect you until my last dying breath." He tells you before taking a deep breath. "I love you and I can't imagine a world without you. I know this might seem sudden and we haven't known each other for so long but my heart is not telling any lies. You're important to me and I care about you so I will do what I think is right and protect you. They surely must be here soon."

"Y-you love me?" You rasp out, your golden eyes glowing gently as you take in his face, his cheeks are flushed and his eyes are tender despite the fear in them.

"Yes. I do. With my whole heart."

It makes your heart squeeze tightly and you squeeze his hand.

"I love you too." You mumble out.

That's when he hears it. The sound of horses cantering and the voice of his father and the knights coming closer.

"You're weak right now. Stay in here. I'll go out and meet them." He gently kisses your forehead before lifting you up and placing you on your bed. "Don't worry. Everything will be alright."

As he stands up and turns to walk to the door you want to protest and tell him to stay with you. But nothing comes out but a low rumble from your chest as more smoke escapes your body.

Your eyes glow golden once again as you take in your Yeosang stepping out of your door to protect you against his own kin.

Yeosang takes a deep breath, steadying himself as the knights and his father stops their horses to get off. He slowly but surely unsheathes his sword and he stands in front of your hut, feet planted firmly on the ground as he holds the sword with both hands in front of him.

"I won't let any of you take another step closer."

"Yeosang you really disappoint me son. I thought you were smarter than this, falling for someone wielding magic. Have I not taught you better?" His father spits out angrily.

"You have tried to teach me the path of hate but I refuse to walk that road any longer. I will not be a king like you, there is nothing wrong with magic and you are just afraid of what you cannot control." Yeosang retorts and the knights look unsure of what to do.

Clearly they had not been expecting the crown prince to be standing between them and the person they are looking to behead.

"You clearly will not listen to reason son."

"S-sir. What shall we do? The prince is clear in his intention of not moving at all." One of the knights questions and his father glares at him.

"Kill him."

"W-what?!"

"You heard me. He's a traitor to his country. Death is what he has chosen since he sides with the thing residing in there!" His father roars but none of the knights move.

None of them seem to know what to do in this moment.

They swore an oath to listen to the king and to always protect the royal family so being told to kill one of them goes against their oath. None really knew what to do and Yeosang could see it frustrating his father, what he had not expected was for him to unsheathed his own sword and running towards him with a furious roar.

He was lucky to have quick reflexes and that he had raised his sword up to block his father's blow. It is when their sword clashes and they dance around each other that Yeosang wishes he had paid more attention to the lessons about sword fighting. It was clear his father had the advantage of being older and having a good deal more experience than himself.

"I should have gotten rid of you when you were a mere child so fascinated with everything magical, everything wrong with this world." His father spits out as he manages to slash Yeosangs arm causing him to scream in agony, his hand flying up to hold the wound while his other hand still clutches his sword.

"I won't give up. You'll have to kill me then." He seethes out and his father takes a step back, readying himself to kill his only son.

Yeosang doesn't close his eyes. He stares the man he is supposed to call his father right in the eyes as the sword is raised high to take his head off.

And that's when everyone hears it, a deafening roar right from behind them. The horses all flee in panic and the knights take several steps back all screaming the same thing.

DRAGON!!!

Yeosang turns his head slightly so he can see the magnificent creature. It's bright red, golden eyes glowing furiously and just like the one you had shown this dragon has a long snout and horns coming out from the back of its head, making it look like it's wearing a crown. The enormous dragon is on top of your hut and he can make out that part of its tail is slithering out from your window.

The beast growls angrily before it jumps of the roof and lands behind him, it's chest is close to him as it’s front legs is slightly in front of him. The dragon lowers its head and growls angrily, he can feel its chest heating up and starting to glow golden, showing it's readying an attack.

Yeosang notes that his father looks terrified.

He had probably never expected to come face to face with a dragon ever in his life and this dragon, his dragon, was both beautiful and ferocious. Yeosang holds up his sword so the tip of it is pointed towards his father.

"Give up. I do not want any bloodshed but If you refuse to yield I will have no choice but to put an end to you. Our people are suffering under your rule, all you care about is power and riches. Y/n has helped care for our people, heal them and make sure they don't perish. I will not stand for what you are doing any longer and if it means I have to take the throne from you then so be it." He says steadily and the dragon behind him growls as if agreeing with him.

"So you will have me killed?"

"You have killed thousands of people without a single care in the world. I will not be the one to decide your fate, my friend here will." He motions to the creature behind him. "Dragons are fair and just and whatever the outcome is I will support it."

"Please." Is all his father can say before the dragons chest start glowing again and this time scorching hot fire is fired off into the sky.

His father is spared for now.

Yeosang decides then and there that a he will allow his people to help in the trial of his father and his men.

A new era will begin. One where you and him can be together. Where no one will threaten the two of you ever again and where Yeosang is allowed to make his own decisions on how to live his life.

And he chooses to live with you which he can't wait to be able to tell you once all of this is over.

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Seonghwa: san

He tries to impress you all the time, always asking for your opinion on his outfit or hair. He always tries to include you in group activities outside of “working hours.”

He was so excited for this weekend’s group meeting; he hasn’t seen you in so long. He thought you were busy with work or just wanted to hang out with your girlfriends, so he never gave much thought to it.

You guys were all at the restaurant. You sat next to San and Jongho, and he was across from you. The night was going smoothly, but Seonghwa did notice the way San and you were talking to each other.

He again thought you and San were having a regular conversation, so he didn’t pay much attention.

That was until San asked for everyone’s attention and noticed something was up. He saw the way you were nervous and hardly looking up, but he also saw the light blush on your cheeks.

As San was talking, he announced that you and him had been dating for four months now. When Seonghwa heard the news, his heart dropped and broke at the same time.

He was planning to confess to you this night; he was so heartbroken that he excused himself and went to the restroom, where he broke down crying.

He really thought you liked him, but he realized that you were overly sweet to not only him but to the rest of the boys. He failed to see that you were extra sweet to San, and that’s what hurt him the most.

The fact that he didn’t notice your feelings for San until now. After his breakdown in the bathroom, he put himself together and walked back to the group. You asked him if he was okay, so he replied that he was fine and that he just felt a little sick from the food.

As time passed, he tried to keep himself calm and try to move you. He was happy for your relationship with San; he knew San would treat you well and love you the way you deserved, and that made him happy somehow.

Hongjoong: Wooyoung

Honjoong was really sweet with you; he liked having you around the studio; he absolutely loved when you gave him your opinion on his work; he liked how honest you were, so he treasured your opinion a lot.

One Friday evening, you were in his studio again. He was working on something, and you were on the little couch he had. He had noticed how focused you were on your phone by the fact that you giggled.

He didn’t think much of it; he was thinking you were talking to your friend or something, so he didn’t give much attention.

Until he saw you blushing a bit too much, he couldn’t help himself. He wanted to know what was making you blush so much, so he called you over to him.

He asked if you liked what he added to the new song, and after a bit of talking about the song, he asked you what was making you blush.

At first, you didn’t say anything to embarrass him, but you told him what he thought of Wooyoung. At first, he was confused, but he told you how grate of a guy he was, how much he loved performing for the fans, and how much he liked to joke around with the guys.

He asked you why, to which you replied that you've been crushing on him for a few months now, and lately he’s been flirting with you. You didn’t want to jump to conclusions and wait to see if Wooyoung felt the same way or if he was just being friendly.

Hongjoong was shaken for a bit, and he was sad that you sadly didn’t return the same feelings he did for you.

He pretended that he was okay. He listened to you talking about Wooyoung and how handsome he was. He really hoped you couldn’t tell he was disappointed. He tried to give you advice, but eventually had to get himself out of this situation because it was hurting him.

Yunho: Seonghwa

You were their manager’s little sister, so he would sometimes see you around. Then, eventually, he befriended you.

Soon you started to spend a lot of time with Yunho. You spent so much time together that he ended up falling in love with you.

He wanted to confess multiple times but was scared of his manager’s reaction. He didn’t know if his manager would approve of him or not, so he decided to take his time and try to get on his good side.

One day the manager called him to talk, and he was nervous; he thought he had found out about his crush on you. But what their talk was about surprised him.

His manager asked him to keep an eye out for you and Seonghwa. At first, Yunho was confused, and the manager noticed that, so he told him that you and Seonghwa have been not so secretly dating for a while now, and he wanted to make sure Seonghwa was treating you right.

When Yunho heard that you were dating Seonghwa, he couldn’t believe it. He didn’t know how it happened, but after the manager explained that you never came to the KQ building to visit your brother but to see Seonghwa, Yunho released that you have been dating Seonghwa for a little over five months now.

He agreed to keep an eye out for you, and when he went back to hang out with you and the rest of the boys, he realized that, in fact, you were dating Seonghwa. He paid close attention to the way you would look at one another and how you blushed when he smiled at you.

At that moment, Yunhos heart broke. He was really looking forward to confessing to you, but now that he knew you were dating Seonghwa, he was glad he never confessed, or he would have been rejected.

He was really sad for a couple of months, but he tried to move on because he could see how happy Seonghwa made you, and that kind of made him happy even if it hurt him deep down.

Yeosang: Mingi

Yeosang and you were really close. You guys met in high school, and since then, you were inseparable.

When he asked you to meet his members, you were nervous, but after getting to know them, you got along pretty well.

Yeosang was happy that you became friends with his members, so after a while, your duo became a trio. It was Yeosang Mingi and you.

There wasn’t any time when you three weren’t together; you spent a lot of time with them. One day Mingi went out with Yunho, and it left you and Yeosang alone. He was excited because it’s been a long time since you hung out one on one.

He was being extra nice and even flirting, and you didn’t notice, so he asked what you thought of him. He was really hoping to hear that you liked him, but what you said shook him.

You have told him you saw him as a big brother, someone you could go to when you needed advice or to hear you out. He was like the brother you always wanted to have.

So he asked what you thought of Mingi, and that got you blushing like crazy, so you told him that you had a crush on him and that you liked Mingi’s personality and how sweet he was.

He was obviously hurt by that, but he didn’t show it, so he just smiled through the pain. You told him how you wanted to confess but didn’t know how he only said to just go for it.

It kind of hurt him to see how in love you were with someone else, so he just kept quiet and distanced himself from you and Mingi.

It was wired to you. You had asked him about it, but he just said that he was busy or that he would come up with a lie. He only did that to try to move on from you and to not get hurt more than he already was.

San: jongho

You were playing on your phone in San’s room, and he was on his computer next to you on his bed. You guys always liked to hang out a lot, and this was a regular day today since it was cold out. You guys wanted to stay indoors and chill.

You guys were having a good time doing your own thing until Sand closed his computer and started to ask you questions about your ideal type.

He was really hoping you would describe him, but he slowly realized that you were describing Jongho, and although it kind of hurt him, he asked if you liked Jongho.

And he was right. In fact, he learned that you had been dating him for two months now. He was surprised and heartbroken, but once he saw the smile on your face when you talked about how sweet and kind Jongho was to you, he couldn’t help but smile.

Yes, it did hurt him that you didn’t like him.

Back, but he was happy for you, and Joongho was glad that he made you happy, so he was happy.

He never told you or Jongho about his feelings for you because he didn’t want to ruin your relationship, so he just kept quiet, and after a few months, he slowly started to move on. He was happy for you two.

Mingi: Hongjoong

When he first met you, he knew he liked you. He was hooked by your beauty. He tried to get to know you better, and after a while, you guys became friends.

You were a member of the KQ new girl group, so you saw Mingi often. You were the third oldest member of your group, so you were the same age as Mingi.

You guys got along very well and hung out a lot, but he soon saw that you were more busy and that you were also canceling your hangouts more often.

So one day he went to confront you. He knew you would be in your studio working, so he made his way there, and when he got close, he saw the door to your studio cracked open. He quickly opened it to not disturb you, but before he could fully open it, he saw you making out with none other than his leader and Hyung Kim Hongjoong.

He was frozen in place; he couldn’t believe what he saw, and after a few seconds, he snapped out of it, closed the door to how it originally was, and walked away.

He ran out of the building crying. He didn’t know where he was going, but he needed to be far away from you two.

After a while, he reached a coffee shop, entered, ordered a hot chocolate, and sat down in a corner. He was still so upset, but not at you or Hongjoong.

He was upset that he didn’t see the way you looked at Hongjoong. He was upset that he wasn’t fast enough to confess or to make you fall for him.

Wooyoung: Yunho

Wooyoung loved spending time with you; he loved it when you visited him at the studio; he loved showing his dancing skills to you.

He has liked you since Seonghwa introduced you to the guys. You have been friends with Seonghwa since you were kids, so you guys were like siblings.

He thought you liked him back because of the way you treated him differently. He thought that the way you acted around him showed that you had feelings for him.

But he failed to see the way you acted towards Yunho; he didn’t see the way you blushed when Yunho collected you; he didn’t notice the way you hugged Yunho.

So when he was going to confess, he was really excited; he thought he read the signs right. So on his way to the dance practice, where he knew you were by yourself, he was thinking of a good way to confess to you, but before he entered the dance practice room, he heard you talking to Mingi.

He heard the way you asked Mingi for advice on how to confess to Yunho and if he was sure that Yunho liked you back.

When he heard that his heart dropped to his stomach, he felt his heart broken. He was so sure that you liked him, but now that he heard that you liked Yunho, he started to think back and realize that he missed the way you acted around Yunho.

So he stepped back and walked away to an empty room, where he broke down crying. He didn’t blame you, of course not; he was just upset at the fact that he missed the crush you had on his hyung.

After he calmed down, he went back to the dance practice and pretended that he didn’t hear you talk to Mingi. He acted like he was all good, and he hoped that you wouldn’t notice, but thankfully you didn’t because you were busy thinking of a way to confess to Yunho.

Jongho: Yeosang

Jongho was friends with Y/N for a few years; now they met in high school and became friends fast.

Since we were really close with her, he introduced her to his members, and they hit it off pretty well. They liked her and treated her like one of their own.

Now one thing that you didn’t know was that Jongho was involved with her; he has liked her since the day they met, but he was too shy to confess.

He didn’t tell anyone about his undying love for Y/N, not even the guys, because they would tease him to no end, so no one knew about his crush on Y/N.

On his own day, he invited you out to the mall since it had been a while since they had seen each other. He was having a good time until he saw Y/N on her phone.

He wasn’t trying to spy on her, but he looked over her shoulder and saw she was texting Yeosang when he relied on the reason as to why he hadn’t seen his friend in a while. It was because she was secretly dating Yeosang.

He went one-on-one and realized that Yeosang had been asking him a lot of questions, like, What’s your favorite color or favorite song? and little things like that.

When he realized he was too late, the girl he had crushed on for a long time was taken by Yeosang. He wasn’t angry at him, nor was he angry at himself for taking so long to confess that now he had lost the girl he really liked.

When Y/N was down texting, he turned to look at Jongho and ask if he wanted to go get a snack. He pretended he didn’t see anything and acted normally, but after that day, he distanced himself to get his mind off of you and to move on, but once he had moved on, he would be back to normal, or so he hoped.

Sorry for the bad grammar. I try to make it gender neutral sorry if I failed at it I hope you enjoy it anyway :)

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halaboyz · 5 months ago

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9:30 PM, k. yeosang

gn! reader, fluff, mentions of food, 399 words

you turn the knob to your shared apartment with a tired sigh, instantly removing your shoes with the scent and warmth of the house embracing you. you just wanted to jump on your bed and fall into its soft depth slowly, whispering an i'm home if your boyfriend's even there. everything was clouded, you just wanted to sleep and rest. "oh, you're here!" yeosang welcomes you in and you don't even glance at him, too tired to do so. you just hum, smiling as you make your way inside from the entrance. "i made you food! your favorite!" he jumps from excitement, side-hugging you. food seemed enticing. "hmm, food..." you mumble, actually thinking about it. good thing you thought about it. "food?!" you exclaim, head whipping towards yeosang as your eyebrows furrowed and your eyes widen in horror. he was wearing an apron, a spatula in his other hand, and face full of flour and god knows what. you speed-walked almost immediately to the kitchen, his kitchen nightmares flashing right before your eyes-- his charred fried eggs, him flipping an omelette to pieces, and whipping egg whites for who knows how long only to disappoint himself-- everything was flashing. "i swear if you wasted our eggs again..." you mumble through gritted teeth, but you were welcomed by such an amazing smell as you entered the dining, food and plates already prepared by the table. you were in awe at how there was literally no mess by the sink and everything was planned and prepared, making you coo. yeosang tails you with a pout, but he knows exactly what you're worried about. "were you not really expecting that much?" yeosang bumps your shoulder and nods towards the table with a smirk. "let's eat, my love." he pulls the chair for you, and your eyes never leave the food which made him chuckle. you were quite literally salivating. for the food he made. "i swear yeosang... if you ordered this out and made me proud of you for nothing, i'm going to lose it." it was safe to say that yeosang really did it himself (judging how much failed prototypes are in the trash, it didn't matter, yeosang doesn't know you know), and how you ended the night with wholehearted laughs and subtle touches, and of course, cuddling to sleep.

you were just reminded how much you cherished just another day.

taglist: @sunlightwoo

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323cutie · 3 months ago

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hi lovie ! how do you think the teezers would give hickies or who do you think loves giving/receiving the most?

ohhh well....

hongjoong's conscious about them. will let you give him hickies in places no one is gonna see, like a secret between the both of you -- tries to do the same for you, but gets a little carried away sometimes (not that you mind).

seonghwa doesn't care much for giving them (he's more of a bite marks kinda guy) but loves the feeling of receiving them from you. doesn't show off any marks you give him but doesn't hide them at all either... cheeky about it hehe.

yunho doesn't gravitate towards leaving hickies if he wants to mark you... hehe. likes the feeling of them but i think he gets too eager.

yeosang is very no hickies until he gets one from you for the first time and now he's like some cannibalistic vampire. makeout sessions were forever changed. he always gets shy when he sees all the bruises on your neck, but you both find them too pretty to stop.

san will let you do whatever you want to him tbh, and that includes giving him hickies (says he doesn't care where, but is beoming increasingly partial to your marks on his chest showing through the collars of his shirts). won't leave hickies on u tho... or at least not with some convincing.

mingi does it completely unintentionally. like he just gets so caught up in whatever you're doing (making out or... other things) that it's not until you're done that he notices all the pretty bruises on you. he says you can give some to him too, to make it fair of course, and who are you to say no to that!

wooyoung bites. we all know this. it's a little possessive with him.. he's yours, and you're his. and you're both more than willing to prove that. hehe.

jongho is similar to hongjoong -- i think he's less fond of the idea of hickies in general, but if you really want to he can't say no to you lol. as for you, i think he likes other options more. <3

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yunholic-jongholic · 2 months ago

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Can you make a yeosang x reader smut where she tells him she wants him to be rough and make her squirt? Like she wants him to be rough with everything? So like breaking Yeo out of his baby girl shy shell?

A/N | Yesss!! Oh my god I gotchu! I am excited this is my first recommendation and It's Yeo! <3 Thank you for recommending! Hope you like this! :>

Guiding Him Beyond His Shyness | Yeosang x Reader

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You and Yeosang sat on opposite sides of the room, each lost in your own little world. Yeosang was focused on his online game, his headset resting comfortably over his ears as he played with his friends. Despite the chaos coming through his mic—voices shouting, friends raging, and bursts of laughter—Yeosang remained calm, his expression steady and composed, a stark contrast to the noise in his ears.

Across the room, you were curled up with a book you’d picked up from the library, completely absorbed in its pages. Every now and then, you'd glance over at Yeosang, amused by how unbothered he was, even as his friends erupted with frustration. Their voices were just background noise to you, blending into the quiet hum of the room, while the peacefulness between you both felt oddly comforting. It was a simple, shared space—different activities, same presence—and somehow, that felt just right.

Yeosang caught you glancing at him from across the room. He slipped one side of his headset off, offering an apologetic smile. "Sorry, are they too loud?" he asked, a hint of embarrassment in his voice over his friends' rowdy behavior.

You chuckled softly, shaking your head. "No, it’s okay. I just think it’s cute how you’re so calm, quietly gaming while your friends are being all chaotic," you replied with a playful grin. Yeosang let out a small laugh, his cheeks slightly flushed, before putting his headset back on. You returned to your book, the comfortable rhythm between you both falling right back into place.

After about an hour, Yeosang finally wrapped up his game for the night. He quietly slid into bed beside you, his arms slipping around your waist with ease as he settled in close. Resting his chin gently on your shoulder, he glanced down to see what you were reading.

"Good book, I’m assuming?" he murmured, his voice low and raspy from hours of talking during his game. The warmth of his breath brushed against your skin as he nuzzled into the crook of your neck, sending a small shiver down your spine.

You hummed softly in response, a quiet yes escaping your lips as you kept your eyes on the pages. His hand drifted lazily to your thigh, fingers tracing slow, absentminded patterns. He didn’t say much after that—just lay there beside you, perfectly content, his quiet presence wrapping around you like a comforting blanket as you continued to read. As you continued reading you slowly got the idea of what was coming from the book imagining it was Yeosang and you.

One of the main ideas you had was trying to get Yeosang to be rough with you in bed especially that he is a shy soft guy. You wanted to see if he could push you over the edge and be rough with you.

As you slowly turned to him and kissed his cheek you whispered to him in a suggestive mood. "I want you." Yeosang lifted his head to look at you. You get closer and begin to kiss him. Yeosang follows through and kisses back.

"Wow, I guess you really enjoyed that book," Yeosang chuckled softly, his laughter mingling with the warmth of gentle kisses you were both sharing. You responded with a quiet hum, not bothering with words as you wrapped your arms around him, pulling him closer. The book, forgotten for now, slipped from your hands as you set it aside on the bed.

With a soft shift, you moved on top of him, your eyes meeting his. You finally spoke softly whispering, "I was wondering if you could pleasure me tonight." You see the innocent sparkle in his eyes as he nods agreeing to your question. He lays you down on the bed getting on top of you and you have him pause for a second.

"I know this is probably a new ask, but I kind of want you to be rough and try to make me squirt..." You ask flustered at your own question not expecting him to agree or try to do as you say. But to your surprise he sits up and breaths out. "I am not sure If I can. I don't want to hurt you, but I can... try?" He says pulling your clothes off. You are amazed by his response and tell him you are willing to guide him tonight and will let him know if anything hurts or so.

Yeosang immediately spreads your legs out caressing your inner thighs causing shivers run down your spine. You hum at the pleasing feeling of his touch being soft rubbing your inner thighs. His finger trails onto your heated wet cunt, he rubs one finger in between the folds causing you already to moan.

"You are already so wet." he teases and presses his finger in and immediately starts moving it faster. You moan throwing your head to the side, gripping his wrist pulling him to fuck you deeper and harder. His face turns bright red at the sight of his lover being pleased with just his finger. You glance at him for a second seeing him heavily breath as he enters another finger in causing you to squirm and moan a bit louder.

"Yeosang. You can get rougher." you moan out already feeling pleased with how he is working his fingers in your soaking cunt. He obeys and bites his lip exhaling as he rams his two fingers inside and presses his thumb on your clit rubbing circles over it. You throw your head back and grip his wrist tighter digging your nails deep into him. You feel yourself clench around his 2 fingers as you become a moaning mess underneath him.

"Do you like that?" He groans, his fingers sliding easily now due to how wet you completely are. You nod your head softly only in response with moaning. He lifts your waist up on his lap as he continues. You felt a bubble form full of pleasure about to pop inside you. Your legs shook at the feeling as he got rougher. All you could hear is the sounds of your moaning, his ragged breathing and the wetness of him finger fucking you.

"I am close Yeosang!" You moan out biting your lip to control yourself lifting yourself up. He smirked as he pulled out right as you were about to release. You huff out and whine from losing his touch. You grab his arm begging him to continue.

"Yes, I know darling." Yeosang's voice was dark and raspy almost making you cum right on the spot. "Fuck... Please." You beg and he kisses your lips softly before thrusting your hips and wiggling below him.

"Y/N, you are so needy..." He chuckled lightly positioning himself on you while holding your face up so he could kiss it more.

"Because you make me like this..." You whine looking into his eyes which are dark and full of lust and arousal. He trails his kisses down your body to where its right below your belly button. His eyes look at your folds and he hold two fingers up spreading the folds from each other seeing your slick drip from your cunt onto your thighs and bed sheets.

"Yeosang..." You whine and soon you feel his tongue swipe up against your clit. You gasp softly at the feeling throwing your head back into the pillows. He leaves one kiss before shoving his tongue inside your wet cunt. You moan at the feeling, fingers traveling to his hair gripping it. Yeosang enters one finger inside along with his tongue as he continues. You felt the bubble form again but this time faster as you felt your insides twitch at the feeling. He twirls his tongue inside you.

"Yeosang please!" You moan thrusting your hips against his face and hand one last time before you finally come undone. You just realized he made you squirt. You open your eyes panting hard letting go of his hair and he lifts up from you.

"That was hot..." he licked his lips and cleaned his face with the shirt he was wearing earlier. You were breathing heavily. He smirked up at you and whispered to you as he sat up and aligned his cock to your soaked cunt.

"You did so well. Yeosang." You caress his cheek but realize he wasn't done. He gripped your face smirking as he shoved himself fully in causing you to almost scream. Then he realized he might have hurt you and immediately stops asking if you are okay and apologizing.

"No... It's fine Yeosang... Just surprising is all..." you laugh nervously biting your lip feeling overly sensitive already not thinking you are ready for more. "Are you sure? I can stop and just take care of myself in the bathroom..." Yeosang asks worriedly. You nod reassuring him everything is fine. Yeosang nods as starts thrusting into you.

"Holy fuck..." You moan softly mumbling your words. Yeosang groans and grips your face to make you look at him as he moves in and out of you. You felt your insides tighten around him nicely causing him to even moan a bit.

"Fuck." He cursed and moved his hand from your chin to your neck pushing you down as he kept thrusting. His grip got tighter as he started moving faster. You became a moaning mess again gripping onto his arm that was holding you down by your throat. It was such a huge turn on that your soft shy lover was pounding into you mercilessly. He groaned and flipped you over commanding you to get on your knees and as you did, he was now pounding you from behind and gripping your neck, pulling you back, and groaning in your ear.

"You feel amazing." You moan out trying to cover your mouth, so you don't drool on the bed sheets. Yeosang slides the finger he had wrapped around your throat down your mouth commanding you to suck on it. You obeyed his command, and he was now slamming hard into you causing you to be weak and moan helplessly.

"You are doing so good Yeosang..." You moan and he shoves the finger down your throat causing you to gag. "I know I am." he groans in your ear causing you to shiver. You were about to squirt all over the place again by the way he was breathing and talking to you.

"Yeosang..." You try to speak. He pulls his finger out a string of saliva connecting to your tongue and his finger as he grips your neck again. "Oh my god!" You felt his shaft touch your sweet spot causing you to tip over the edge, squirting on his cock. You moans are messy and your legs tremble at the feeling, begging Yeosang. He pins your body down pressing on your back but keeps your legs up as he thrusts harder into you. You whimper and cry overstimulated and sensitive in your insides not able to take anymore, until you feel his cock twitch and he soon cums inside.

"Fuck." He hisses and pulls out seeing you lie on the bed panting and trembling from overstimulating pleasure. "Are you okay darling?" Yeosang's voice cracks as he tries to keep his breathing normal. You glance at him, and he is covered in sweat. You nod your head sleepily turning over looking at him.

"Aww, I am sorry for being too rough baby." He lifts you up and kisses your lips softly. You rest your head on him his chest humming. "I enjoyed this Yeosang." you wrapped your arms around his neck as he continued to kiss you. His fingers caressed your skin, "I didn't want to hurt you too bad... I am sorry if I did." he whispers. You shake your head telling him you felt amazing, and he did a wonderful job. IT boosted him up a bit as he smiled still apologizing for being rough.

"Let's get you cleaned up and the bed cleaned. You are a giant sprinkler." he teased lifting you in his arms carrying you to the bathroom to take a bath.

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First Request! Hope you enjoyed it! <3 I am always welcome to take more and fulfill your requests <3

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thelargefrye · 1 year ago

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ATEEZ AS MIDDLE SCHOOL TEACHERS ... bullet - point fic ( 17+ )

pairing : teacher!ateez x teacher!f!reader (separately)

genre : teacher au, fluff, comedy, workplace romance, bulletpoint headcanons, implied co-workers to lovers (for all of them), secret relationships (for a lot of them)

word count : 4.1k

warnings : middle schoolers (yes this is needed), mentions of students shipping their teachers, mentions of a past make-out from college (mingi's section)

note : inspired by these prompts and my own job lol

honorary tag : @sanjoongie

what i think it would be like working with ateez in a middle school and perhaps being something more than co-workers with them.

KIM HONGJOONG

he's a math teacher – seventh grade and also head of the math department at the school

when he's teaching, he's in his element and he's very passionate about teaching his student and the content

he was terrible at math when he was a student and often tells his own students in order to motivate them...

sometimes it works but most times it doesn't

he's definitely one of the more stricter teachers at the beginning of the year, but lets up near the end of the year

students love him, like there's not one kid who hates him

some students do wonder how he manages to get away with his funky hair colors, but no one really questions it anymore

he's also very stylish and is known for his fashionable looks that make him look like he just came off the runway

the two of you met when you started teaching at the same school, he's been teaching for two years longer than you have

you also teach seventh grade and immediately clicked as friends on your first day

he answers any questions you have that isn't content related and is kind of seen as the head of the seventh grade as well

he gets along well with the older teachers who have been doing this for 20+ years, those teachers either go to you or him when they need help with the new programs that admin is making them use in class

a lot of the students ask him if you two are dating because you're the younger teachers in the grade-level and are always hanging out

"dating? why are you worried about who i'm dating? we have equations to worry about," he would say and always brush them off

most of the students drop, not really wanting to make hongjoong upset but that doesn't mean the question won't come up again later on

your students will also ask you the same question and like hongjoong, you brush them off and not really answering them

the students would often go back and forth on if you two were dating or not with some even trying to provide "evidence" that you were dating

and some students gave up on thinking that their literature and math teacher were dating

until one day you showed up to school wearing a cardigan

and not just any cardigan

a cardigan that hongjoong wore a month ago, one that students knew was custom made by their teacher himself

and the whole seventh grade lost their minds because holy cow, their literature teacher and math teacher WERE in fact dating

the evidence of you wearing hongjoong's cardigan was enough to convince all the students it was true

so then some of them decided to confront you both

"teacher kim, teacher l/n we know your secret."

you and hongjoong were of course confused because of course your students had to be cryptic about everything... seventh graders 😒

"we know you guys are dating! teacher l/n, you're wearing teacher kim's custom cardigan!"

hongjoong had never turned his head so fast in his life and he immediately looked at the cardigan and sure enough

it was his

and you two were busted because now all your students knew you both were at least something, if not more than friends

PARK SEONGHWA

seonghwa teaches eighth grade reading / literature, he also has his masters in special education and administration

he is also the teacher that heads student council – like he built it from the ground up after the teacher before him let it crash and burn allowed it to be ruined

but seonghwa rebuilt the student council club and now its flourishes thanks to his leadership skills and teaching the students those same leadership skills

being a teacher is like a family job, his mother was a teacher and taught at the same school that he now teaches at

he wanted to become one to continue her legacy

students think he's way too handsome to be a teacher

he's also way too nice to be a teacher but like... none of the students ever give him issues

like even the behavior students don't disrespect him like they would other teachers – its kind of crazy

you had always admired seonghwa because of how good he was at his job and honestly... you were kind of jealous of him too

but you wouldn't dare tell him

you can't help but be amazed when you watch him speak at department meetings and how he always voices his thoughts so elegantly

seonghwa is also never afraid to help you if he sees you struggling or to ask for your opinion during meetings when he notices you haven't spoken

and he'll always back you up which surprises you because you aren't friends or even in the same grade

you kind of developed a crush on him but again you would never tell him or anybody for that matter

which to be honest, your crush and admiration is probably what lead you to volunteering to help out with the student council overnight trip to a student council convention

it was you, seonghwa, plus the ten student council students that qualified to go

you really never knew who exhausting planning a field trip was and seonghwa amazed you once again with how well-planned out the trip was

it kind of made you feel guilty because of how little you did to help out with the planning

"don't feel bad y/n! i'm glad you volunteered to come, i usually struggle with finding someone to come with me to help chaperone."

"really?"

"yeah."

well... that did make you feel a little better

and of course since you two were the only chaperones, that meant the two of you got to room together

the students were pretty sure they almost saw you pass out in the hotel lobby when seonghwa told you that

"teacher l/n, are you okay! you don't look so good!"

"i'm fine..."

"you're fine with sharing a room together right?" seonghwa asks once the two of you are alone in the hotel room

the students were also in their own hotel rooms and winding down after the long trip, you could feel yourself sink into the bed once you got into the room

"its fine, i don't mind," you tell him and seonghwa gives you a warm smile as he settles down on the bed next to yours "are field trips always this exhausting?"

"only the overnight ones"

"great"

JEONG YUNHO

eighth grade history teacher but he's also taught sixth grade history in the past as well

yunho is very serious about teaching and strict when it comes to listening, doing work, being respectful, etc.

especially in the beginning of the year, but does let up a little bit near the end and after exams and stuff

he has a strict schedule that he follows when teaching his content and knows his content like the back of his hand

he has a routine and the students are quick to learn it and make sure the others are at least doing what they are suppose to be doing when the bell rings

but despite how strict and stuff he is, yunho loves teaching and the kids love his class

even if they don't like it at the beginning, the class and yunho will grow on them before the year is over

even the other teachers respect yunho and will ask him on how he teaches certain events and whatnot, always going to him for tips on where to find good materials

yunho is like the jack-of-all-materials

even has his own tpt page because of how much stuff he has made for his own class and co-workers

you will also always find him and san hanging out together in each other's room during their planning time

usually gossiping about students or other teachers

students have learned that when san walks into yunho's room, then its serious because san never leaves his room during class time

also no one ever really bothers yunho because of how strict he is with teaching and getting everything he needs done, to get done

however, students are shocked when you walk into yunho's room one day WHILE he's teaching to ask him a question

like their jaws drop when yunho stops teaching in order to help you with something and laughing with you as he brushes your apology off

it was like they just watched a mean dog turned into the friendliest puppy when you walked in

some of them questioned if they were transported to a different reality because there is no way this is happening

you and yunho are like night and day, yunho with dark button-ups and you with your funky colored pants

"you're seeing this to right?" one of them would whisper to the other students around them

the students were too stunned to speak

"hey! get to work, i expect you to have these notes written down by the time i'm done," yunho would say and immediately the students would get to work

"thank you teacher jeong, i appreciate the help with this new program"

"sure, its no problem," he says as he walks you to the door. "choi came to me during planning asking about it plus some other teachers as well"

"ah, well glad i'm not the only one struggling!" you let out a laugh and yunho returns it and laughs with you, "i'll see you after school, yeah?"

"of course"

you wave as you close the door behind you and yunho immediately goes back into his teaching mode

once again leaving his students shocked and with whiplash from how fast his attitude changed

"we really were in just another reality"

KANG YEOSANG

seventh grade history but wants to one day be a librarian

yeosang loves history but is also certified to teach reading/literature

a lot of the students and teachers love him for how nice he is to everyone

he really connects well with the behavior students, like a lot of them will always say he's there favorite teacher

even the ones who never come to class, go to yeosang's class because who in their right mind who skip teacher kang's class?

no one that's who

students will always go to him when there's an issue because they know he will help them

that's why a lot of them are surprised when they find out him and wooyoung are best friends since high school

"you and teacher jung are best friends!?"

"yep! have been for years!" and yeosang is proud to say that him and wooyoung are best friends and can teach together at the same school

none of the students can get over how handsome he is as well and a lot of sixth graders can only hope to get him in seventh grade

"teacher kang, you're so handsome you could be an actor!"

yeosang can only smile at the comments, not really saying anything as he's use to those comments by now

well coming from his students or other adults that is

however, hearing those comments (or reading them) from you is a different story

he doesn't know how you manage to time it whenever his students are doing independent work but you do

he'll be at his desk or walking around, when you come in and some the students will immediately greet you

you simply smile and wave at them before walking over to hand yeosang something

"i got the stuff from your mailbox while i was at mine," you told him

yeosang thanks you and you smile at him before turning and leaving

you usually go to the mailbox when you need a break from your class and there's already someone in there to help

yeosang looks at the stuff in his hands, and notices the folded piece of paper that had his name written nicely in your handwriting

he opens it as he walks to his desk and immediately feels a warmth overtake his face

'you look really pretty today, yeo ;) can't wait to hangout after school in our usual place! miss you already!'

yeosang quickly stored the note in his desk, before quickly going back to teaching and trying to hide the excitement of seeing you later to the back of his mind

CHOI SAN

eighth grade reading/literature teacher along with seonghwa and school's volleyball coach

he played volleyball when he was in school and so he's very passionate about the sport and his athletes

a tough coach and an even tougher teacher, but only because he knows all his students can do better than what they showing him

like seonghwa with student council, san managed to help the volleyball team go to nationals thanks to his coaching and the his girls' effort and teamwork

a lot of students are scared of him because of how he coaches, especially his athletes – like even just the mention of san gets them scared

but really san just wants the best for all his students and just like volleyball, he's also passionate about his teaching

very writing focused versus seonghwa who is more reading based, but they work really well together to make sure all their students are getting the same knowledge and material

san's not afraid to speak his mind during department meetings and the other teachers know this – like he will straight up call something out if he knows it won't work

seonghwa usually has to cut him off because of this, they are a very funny duo and students love watching them interact

"teacher choi is like a dark cloud and teacher park is like a sunny day"

like the kids, you are also intimidated by him because of how much just pure authority he gives off

like you would think he's a principal from how students act around him

he actually does step up as an admin when the actual principals are out of the building because he does have his masters in administration, so he could very well one day become a principal

but going back to you being intimidated by him 💀

you never really dared to approach him, always sitting on the opposite side of the room during department meetings

mainly because you didn't want to get on his bad side

"please teacher l/n, can you help us start this club?"

"sure, girls!" you were more than happy to help sponsor their club "who's the other teacher?"

you watched as the girls' faces deflated at the question, of course you don't blame them for not knowing that clubs needed two teachers to become official, not just one

"i have a teacher in mind!"

"who?" "tell us!"

"coach choi, can help! especially since volleyball is over!"

you felt the color drain from your face at the thought of san and you running a club together

"teacher l/n will you ask coach choi if he can help us?"

"sure... i'll ask."

"a club?"

"yeah, some of your volleyball girls recommended you and wanted to see if you could be the second teacher sponsor."

"ah, that's right. the school has that stupid two teacher club sponsor rule. always did think that was dumb."

san thought for a minute which felt like a lifetime the longer you stood in his classroom

"sure, why not. i'm sure it'll be fun to run a club together."

"i'm sure the girls will also appreciate it. i'll send you the information when i hear back from the principal about the club."

"of course, if you have any issues let me know."

"will do, thanks!"

that was definitely a lot less nerve-racking then you thought it would be...

maybe running a club san won't be so bad after all

SONG MINGI

mingi is THE ms. frizzle aka the best science teacher you will ever have

he teaches sixth grade science and is always having some sort of fun with testing experiments and theories with the students

science class will forever be ruined after you have him as a teacher because no one is doing it like mingi

literally older students will come by to see either him or wooyoung and they will always ask mingi what he is currently doing in that class

and while he's an amazing teacher – he's also hella clumsy

like students learn fast not to leave their things in the floor if they don't want this 6ft tall man tripping over and possible destroying their things

someone save this man from all those decorative pencil pouches and metal water bottles pls 💀

anyways, a lot of students love mingi because of his fun personality and not because he almost below up the science lab because a experiment gone wrong

very much into team building and having all the students work together towards a goal because he knows how important teamwork is in life and wants students to have it

a lot of students are actually intimidated by him when they first see him because of his tall stature and harsh look

but he's really cool once him and the students build that rapport

so a lot of students were surprised when they found out that you and mingi were best friends

it never really clicked for most of them since you both taught different grades AND subjects

but then during school assemblies and such, you and mingi would always be sitting next to each other

whispering and laughing to each other and it would leave students bewildered when they saw the two of you

like "what in the world are they laughing about?"

"you know... the kiddos asked me the other day about us," you said, leaning over and whispering into his ear

"yeah?"

"they asked me how long we've been friends"

"w-what did you tell them?"

"since college, i left out the part where you made out with my best friend before tripping over her bag and landed into my lap."

you could tell mingi was blushing, his ears turning red at your words

"i-it wasn't like that!"

"i know, no need to feel embarrassed. i agreed to go out with you didn't i?"

you couldn't help the smirk on your face while mingi had a pout on his own, completely forgetting that the two of you were suppose to be watching the talent show and not flirting

JUNG WOOYOUNG

teaches sixth grade math and is an on-going menace to his students

you either love or hate him because of how he teaches and runs his classroom

always changing the seating desk arrangement in his room which keeps students on their toes

he's always a complete 180 from hongjoong who is the head of the math department

like students get whiplash when they go from wooyoung to hongjoong because of how different they are

but that's not to say wooyoung is bad at his job, on the contrary wooyoung is fantastic at his job

always has a math pun ready to whip out when needed and is always dishing out savage remarks to his students when they try to be a smart-ass to him

they learn quick that they won't be able make smart comments with him around

wooyoung is just very blunt with how he's feeling – like if a student makes him mad you'll know he's mad

does a lot of bootcamp punishments (i.e makes them do exercises when they don't listen to him like: jumping jacks, squats, nothing too extreme) this makes kids not want to disrespect him because they know what will happen if they do

some parents have thought it was "extreme" but he simply told them "well it got your child to listen for once in their life" – that shut the parent up real quick

but wooyoung rarely gets serious because he has the respect from students and so those bootcamp punishments are rare and few in-between

most of the time he's fun and playful which also travels over to how he acts with his fellow teachers

including you

wooyoung always visits you when he's on his planning period

like your class can always expect him to stop by at least once during their class

which none of them mind cause that means they can see their favorite math teacher again but don't tell hongjoong that

however with his constant visits, it makes students question if you guys are dating

especially when wooyoung is always complimenting you when you're at your desk and you both think that the students can't hear you

"you look very lovely today, teacher l/n."

"watch yourself, jung."

you eventually have to run wooyoung off so you can get back to teaching

"oh they are totally dating" students would whisper to each other watching the two of you interact

students really really ship you guys together and are always questioning you about your ideal type and stuff

but you always brush off their questions and comments about how you and teacher jung would look great together

and eventually the students had moved on to something else and you were thankfully left alone about your love life by your students

until one day when you and wooyoung were spotted by some students outside of school

you and him had went to the store together, not really thinking about school as you both spent time together

however that peace between the two of you was set ablaze when heard a familiar "teacher l/n! teacher jung!" and snapping the two of you out of your daze

wooyoung was quick to greet the students who approached you both, a smile on his face and arm around his shoulder

and you knew your secret was out because of how the students' zoned in on wooyoung's arm around your shoulder

you couldn't help but dread what would happen when you arrive at school tomorrow

"i didn't like keeping it a secret anyways," he would making you smack the back of his head in response before pushing the shopping cart and walking away from your boyfriend

CHOI JONGHO

eighth grade math who got roped into teaching seventh grade science as well

jongho is really in his element when it comes to math

and is really hanging by a thread when it comes to science

like he's the opposite of mingi and HATES science – like who thought it was a good idea to have this man teach it?

oh, they did a budget cut and so they were down a science teacher? makes sense.

the kids either love or hate him because of how he teaches

his eighth graders and seventh graders are like night and day when it comes to literally everything

it might also have something to do with the content but just let him complain about his seventh graders

you actually found him one day in the workroom stressing over his science while eating his ramen

you remember some of your kids talking about jongho and you've seen him at faculty meetings

but never had a one-on-one conversation with him mainly because he was in a totally different content and grade from you (he was still an eighth grade teacher at the end of the day)

you know hongjoong really likes him and praises him for learning how to adapt so well to a new content era that he never studied in

you think that for a first-year teacher he's doing a lot better than you had when you were in his shoes

and you figure what's the harm in talking to him and seeing how he's doing

"everything going okay, teacher choi?"

he's caught off guard by your voice, jumping and looking up at you as you walk over to get your copies from the copier

"oh, um, i'm fine. just thinking about what i'm gonna do for my science class"

"ahh, that's fair, i still can't believe they have you teaching science and math for your first year"

jongho lets out a laugh which is followed by a small "yeah... i can't either"

"but hongjoong says that you're doing a good job for your first year, so you should be proud! hongjoong never compliments anyone"

"really?"

"really. and just know that if you ever need help just reach out. i know you're not a seventh grade teacher but us who teach seventh grade needs to stick together. its a tough group."

"oh my god, i'm so glad you think that as well! i thought it was just me!"

"oh no, everyone knows seventh grade is always the worse year, we all struggle with them at some point"

"that really makes me feel better about doing my job"

"jongho, you're doing a great job. the kids love you and there will always be those kids that make you feel like you are terrible at your job. but all you have to do is teach to the ones who want to be there, and worry about them."

you tell him the exact same words you were told when you were a first year and thinking the same thing

"thank you, y/n"

you can't help but smile as you nod your head, taking your copies and heading back to your room while jongho finishes his ramen

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