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hiphopxtributes · 4 years ago

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[Tw// death, mind control]

The team from Alpha Academy. They were the lowest ranking team in the current match. None of the members have made moves to attack or harm any of the other tributes.

Until... Kim Mingyu was eliminated.

The members are raging.

Especially Choi Seungcheol. Their leader. He had heard how Mingyu begged the attacker to spare his life through the mind link that he shared with all his members. He felt the panic and fear that Mingyu had felt in the moment. Only one thought was present in the leader's mind. He knew he needed to get rid of every single one who's a threat to him, and could possibly be a hurdle towards him and his team's victory. And so he thought...

He would set hell loose.

While the leader was tracking the attacker responsible for Mingyu's death, one of his members, Wonwoo; was lost in the forest. He wandered around trying to locate the rest of his members. And in the middle of the forest, uniform dirty and soaked in blood, Wonwoo was met with the Celestial Academy's leader.

Yoon Jeonghan.

The leader's breath hitched, lowering the body of his fallen teammate onto the ground as he took in the sight right in front of him.

"Is it really you?" The leader's voice was almost inaudible, but the trickster heard it clearly. Wonwoo chuckled, tears forming in his eyes as he looked straight into the eyes of the man he once loved, well... The man he still loves with all his heart. "Out of all places here on earth. We meet here once again." the trickster says, holding back a sob. "Mhm. Tragic isn't it?" Jeonghan sighs.

The two males slowly walked towards each other, stopping when they were inches apart. Wonwoo was the first to budge. He pulled the leader in by the waist and connected his lips with his, pouring out his emotions through the kiss as Jeonghan stayed motionless, but the trickster was too desperate to care. He pulled Jeonghan towards him tighter, clutching on his waist desperately. It was only when Jeonghan pushed him away that he stopped. "I love you." The trickster whispered.

"I used to love you."

In the midst of everything else, the Alpha team's leader has finally found the attacker responsible for Mingyu's death. He had him on his knees. The same position Mingyu was in when Minghao killed him. "You killed him." Seungcheol's low and dark voice sent shivers through the attacker's body but he chose to ignore it. "It was either him or me. He was still a threat."

"A threat? When he was on his knees begging you to spare his life?! What kind of threat he is?!?" The leader yelled at Minghao. He was taken aback from Seungcheol's powerful voice as he started to accept his fate.

The cause of the sudden shift of the leader's personality is unknown. But one thing is certain. He is not the leader anyone knew him to be. He has broken from his façade of being the perfect leader. He has now shown the real side of him. He snapped.

The leader looked Minghao in the eye, easily infiltrating the attacker's mind. "You will die the same way you killed him. Poison yourself. I want you to intake your poison until you die." Seungcheol commanded, and the attacker was not able to resist. With pained eyes he looked at the man in front of him as he shoved his fingers into his mouth, releasing the poison into his system. He choked on his fingers and his irises started to turn into a toxic shade of green, a sign that the poison was killing him from the inside. Minghao let out a choked gasp that was also his last breath.

A canon.

"An attacker has been eliminated."

Seungcheol let out a satisfied hum before breaking into a fit of laughter, walking away from the deceased tribute.

Wonwoo's heart broke from the sentence that left the leader's lips.

He knew he made a mistake in the past.

They both did.

Typical mistakes that two young people in love make.

He didn't expect it to tear them apart like that.

"Jeonghan... Please. I know we made mistakes long ago. But I need you. Please." The trickster begged. "Can you hear yourself right now? We're in a match where the both of us can't survive from. Why are you wasting time on telling me this?"

"Because... Because... I want you to love me even if it's just for the remaining time we have together. Please? Jeonghan please."

"I do love you Wonwoo. I really do. I love you and care for you. But the love I have for you isn't the same as the love I had for you back then. Times have changed. I've moved on. I've found someone else to love."

The trickster felt a pang in his chest, "Y-you have? I- I'm sorry I didn't know." Wonwoo looked down and wiped his tears away, "Let's just pretend I didn't say that okay?"

The leader hesitated but nodded nonetheless. "Mhm we can do that."

In the middle of Seungcheol's raging laughter, he was found by his teams healer, Vernon. "Hyung! I'm glad I found you! Are you okay? Did you hit your head? Do you need any healing?" The healer asks worriedly.

Seungcheol shook his head. "No. But what I need is revenge."

"Revenge on who?"

The leader clicked his tongue as he recalled the link he had with Wonwoo earlier. "Yoon Jeonghan. That bastard has got our trickster head over heels over him. He got Wonwoo to stay with him. Wonwoo betrayed us."

Vernon raised his brows, "Wonwoo hyung? Betray us? That's very unlikely-" The leader cut him off, "Wonwoo's in love with Jeonghan."

The healer gasped, "He is?" Seungcheol nodded, "Yes he is. Now shut up and help me find that bastards remaining members."

The pair travelled the arena, til they heard a voice nearby.

"Oregano! Finally! This is just what I needed for Jihoon's cough."

Seungcheol infiltrated the tribute's mind discreetly, exploring his thoughts and finding out that he was the healer of Jeonghan's team. Hong Jisoo.

With no experience with actual combat, he was easily captured.

And he too begged for his life.

"Please Mr. Leader- Spare me. I can do anything you want! I can heal you and your teammates as much as you want! I promise! Please don't kill me! I don't want to die!" Joshua begged as he sobbed.

"Heal me? I have my own healer." The leader chuckled. "I need to do this. Well actually I don't, but I want to." And with that he took control of Joshua's mind, making him grab a sharp object and stab himself multiple times until he exhaled his last breath.

Vernon was starting to question his leader's actions, "Why would you do that hyung? He held no threat against us. He was pure and innocent. He didn't deserve that. Why?" Seungcheol rolled his eyes and chuckled.

"So? I just wanted to destroy something beautiful."

Vernon was about to answer back, "Don't even try to talk. Now pick up the body. We have a traitor to visit. Unless you want to die as well, then you're welcome to not follow my orders." The healer gulped and did as he was told, bringing Joshua's body with them as until they ended up face to face with The leader and the trickster.

"Well if it isn't the bastard and the traitor. Guess what? I have a surprise for the both of you!" Seungcheol chuckled as he grabbed Joshua's body, throwing it in front of the pair.

Jeonghan held his breath.

No no no no no. It couldn't be.

But it was.

"YOU FUCKING BASTARD I'M GONNA KILL YOU!" Jeonghan yelled at the top of his lungs, smoke immediately escaping from the tips of his fingers. But the other leader was quick to think, invading the mind of Wonwoo and having him walk over to the ledge of a body of water. "Ah ah ah~ One wrong move and I'll have him drown himself."

"Hyung! That's our teammate!" Vernon yelled in protest. "So what?"

"You're disgusting. Putting your own teammate's life on the line for your own gain." Jeonghan spat and retracted the smoke.

"Ahh I know~" Seungcheol answered as Jeonghan was able to stop the other's ability for a split second. The other team's leader smirked.

"I told you, one wrong move and he'll die. You just really had to do it didn't you?"

Splash.

Wonwoo jumped into the water, drowning himself. Jeonghan ran and jumped into the water to save the drowning trickster. But he was too late. He dragged the body to the shore, looking at Vernon with pleading eyes.

"Try to revive him and you'll die too." Seungcheol threatens.

Jeonghan was shaking, his irises changed to a combination of black and red.

"Now you just made it possible for me to kill you without holding back."

The real hell was unleashed that moment.

[This is based on a story that admin wrote. Everything is purely fictional.]

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wwounu · 5 years ago

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question and answer

—for those who want to explore the non-canon things i’ve written, or inspiration deriving from my daily life

note: if any links don’t work, please tell me through inbox or message, either is up to you, thank you!

library

s e v e n t e e n

a s k s :

— celestial!svt headcanon

introduction; jww check demonangel!wonwoo for more headcanons · poor angel joshua · underworld lord chan always saves the day (sorta), cupids hao and cheol · clowning guardian angel mingyu (gone wrong) · no puns · puppy love gyu · one day...

— spooky!svt

my dream · spooky boys pt 1 · spooky boys pt 2

b u l l e t p o i n t :

— mikrokosmos | seungcheol centric, o13 au

r a m b l e :

— english names

— cirque du soleil au

— peter pan au

— svt songs but with uwu

— ghosts!au

s . c o u p s ; s e u n g c h e o l

a s k :

— love coffee

r a m b l e :

— bellboy!seungcheol

j e o n g h a n

r a m b l e :

— demon!jeonghan headcanon (angst)

grenade · when i was your man · amnesia

— ouran high school host club au (w/ joshua and wonwoo)

j o s h u a

r a m b l e :

— ouran high school host club au (w/ jeonghan and wonwoo)

j u n ; j u n h u i

. . .

h o s h i ; s o o n y o u n g

r a m b l e :

— lover

w o n w o o

a s k s :

— 96 café, a love triangle w/ jihoon | crack, 96 line, coffee shop au

dummy latte · paper cranes vs latte art · jun and soonyoung tried · plot twist · lovesick

— demonangel!wonwoo | celestial au

introduction · i’m sorry · safe space · angel of mine · kittens and kiddies · visit from joshua · you’re my hero! · “feathers” · one day... · uncle wuhwuh · petition for a demonangel wonwoo · kitty form · poor puppy

—soulmate!wonwoo | fluff, taste au

b u l l e t p o i n t :

— demonangel!wonwoo

r a m b l e :

— meownu | wonwoo x kitties tag

— ouran high school host club au (w/ jeonghan and joshua)

— radio host!wonwoo

— winter spirit!wonwoo

— cat cafe owner/vet!wonwoo

two concepts · make vet!wonwoo happen · combination of chaos · novels and cat cafes · aiding kittens

w o o z i ; j i h o o n

a s k s :

— 96 café, a love triangle w/ wonwoo | crack, 96 line, coffee shop au

dummy latte · paper cranes vs latte art · jun and soonyoung tried · plot twist · lovesick

— her private life

— genie!jihoon | mild angst

anna’s moodboard · some extra angst · you... found me

— rewrite the stars

r a m b l e :

— everything stays

kitty catastrophe | crack, neighbour au

he stole my cat · kerokeroppi socks

t h e 8 ; m i n g h a o

. . .

m i n g y u

a s k s :

time traveller!mingyu

first impressions · noodle · a very busy parent

b u l l e t p o i n t :

— hairdresser!mingyu

r a m b l e :

— werewolf mingyu

secrets · origin · my pup · leo’s amazing take on it · clingy · cuddling

d o k y e o m ; s e o k m i n

. . .

s e u n g k w a n

. . .

v e r n o n

. . .

d i n o ; c h a n

. . .

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stoopsbookstore · 5 years ago

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The Costume (Chapter 11)

Warnings - Death, Vomit

“Go!”

Mingyu and Y/N left the passed out Dokyeom on the floor, Seojun chasing after both of them like a rabid animal.

Running down the hall, they ran past bodies upon bodies, some them recognized as friends, others were too disfigured to know who they were. Seeing a barely living Vernon and an almost frozen Wonwoo was a shock to the pairing, Y/N paralyzed while Mingyu vomited on the floor.

“Mingyu, Y/N, holy fuck you’re still alive!” Seungcheol and a soaked Hoshi popped out of a room, both helping Minghao trying to walk, Minghao’s face covered in blood.

“We need to get everyone down to the foyer, there’s sirens, rescue’s on the way,” Mingyu helped Vernon up while Y/N tried with Wonwoo.

An evil laughter from above their heads shocked the growing group, everyone doing their best to save someone. Working their way down the stairs, they were met with cops in the foyer.

“Who are you? What the hell happened?”

“There’s a psycho on the loose!” Seungcheol yelled, “We were having a party and this sick fuck decided to go all Saw on us. Look at Minghao! His scalp was ripped off.”

“Sir, I understand your frusa-”

A pipe was shot through the cop’s head, killing him instantly. The group turned around to see a trap set up in the chandelier, Y/N stopping another cop from entering when he heard all the commotion.

“Stay right there if you know what’s good for you!” Y/N put her hand up, the cop freezing on the spot, his eyes growing wide when he saw his partner pierced with a steel pole.

“Y/N, oh Y/N, where are you?!” Seojun’s voice rang out in the foyer, “I have Dokyeom and I know he wants you!”

“Y/N! Don’t listen to him, please! I’m fine, just focus on getting everyone ou-” an audible hit was heard, Y/N dropping Wonwoo into Seungcheol’s arms before bursting up the stairs, everyone’s jeers after her faded as she raced down the halls.

“Dokyeom, where are you?!”

“I hear you! I’m in the stairwell,” Dokyeom hit the walls, Y/N following the noise, the pounding growing louder and louder, “I’m on the third floor landing!”

Y/N’s adrenaline was running through her veins, her body pushing to the limit. She fell like dropping to her knees when she saw Dokyeom, the suit jacket ripped off.

“Is that really you?” Y/N touched his cheek, the makeup rubbing off.

“Yes, I promise, it’s really me,” Dokyeom’s tears washed away more of the white paste on his face, the curse seemingly broken, “Jeonghan is still around here somewhere. I don’t remember anything, who’s dead?”

“I don’t know, I just know that Wonwoo, Seungcheol, Mingyu, Hoshi, and Minghao are alive, Minghao and Wonwoo fucking barely, but they’re alive and they’re being picked up by the cops and ambulances now.”

“This was my fault, I’m going to jail,” Dokyeom fell out of Y/N’s arms, breaking down on the floor, “I’ve killed people, Y/N.”

“Dokyeom, that wasn’t you. It was only you physically, but it was not you mentally. That creepy fuck had something on you that made you do that stuff, a curse, a trance, possession, something, but I promise that was not yo-”

“Get up to the roof.”

Jeonghan held a knife to Y/N’s neck, coming from behind her and watching Dokyeom’s face turn from distress to utter evil.

“Dokye-”

“It’s Billy, baby. No, It’s no. Yes it is!” Dokyeom’s voice altered between a demonic low and his regular high,”Shut up, you nut! No, you shut up, she doesn’t deser- Yes, she does!”

Jeonghan watched Dokyeom slam his head against the wall, him wanting nothing more but for the pain to stop. Y/N stood up with Jeonghan, walking up the stairs to the roof access.

“You’ve caused quite a problem for Mr. Seojun.”

“Jeonghan, what does he have over you?!”

“Like he said, we all have our breaking point. Didn’t you see my dark angel costume? Quite fitting,” Jeonghan opened the door, the wind whipping them, “He promised me money and fame. One of the survivors of Minguy’s twisted traps!”

Jeonghan kept the knife to Y/N’s neck, nudging her to the ledge.

“Do you have any last words?”

#Dokyeom #lee seokmin #seventeen #seventeen scenarios #seventeen au #seventeen imagines #seventeen smut #the costume #halloween series #my writings

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im-whatchamccallit · 6 years ago

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Wicked pt.2//Xu Minghao (Seventeen)

Part 1|Materlist|Request Guidlines

Pairing: Xu Minghao x Reader

Genre: Demon!Au, Fluff)

Warnings: Long and probably grammatically incorrect

Words: 3.3k, holy shit

(A/N: This was super long as, while I was editing, I realized I had over 100 followers so thank you so much! I know people do follower milestone type things but idk what to do so... request are open? Idk. I’m just happy. Thank you!)

You moaned slightly at the feeling of Minghao’s hands on your lower back, kneading at the muscles as you lied face down on your bed, beginning to feel sleepy as his thumbs grazed your skin. He slowly leaned down until his lips were right by your ear, the feeling of his cold breath causing you to turn your head slightly to see him.

“Is this good?” He asked lowly, the only thing you could do was nod slightly.

“Percentage wise, what would it be?”

“One hundred.” You muttered and Minghao shifted excitedly, knowing he was one step closer to finally being free.

“So that means you’re happy?”

“Mhm.”

“So, because you’re happy with this ‘one hundred percent’ massage, it means I’ve made you a hundred percent happy as a boyfriend?”

You tried to hide your chuckle as you let your eyes close, preparing for his soon to come tantrum from your words.

“Because you asked that, I’m only seventy percent happy now.” Minghao moved his hands up your back, telling himself to not flip you over and strangle you but, instead, pinching the back of your neck.

You screamed out and jumped up, glaring at him as he stared furiously at you.

“Now it’s sixty percent, asshole.”

“I’ve been here two weeks-“

“One week.” You corrected him, dragging yourself from your bed and towards your closet to find a new shirt, pulling out a button up shirt that you should save to wear to work but just needed to be covered at the moment.

“I know you’ve been happy this entire time, whether you want to admit it or not. Now you’re just fucking with me!” You turned to him as you finished buttoning the shirt, giving a smug look.

“I’m not fucking with you, Minghao. Just teaching you how to be a decent boyfriend for the next desperate soul that calls for you. By the way, snapping at me like that just dropped you down to forty.”

You let out a loud gasp as your back slammed against your bedroom wall, Minghao’s hand wrapped around your throat as he glared at you with a look that you could only assume was pure hatred. His hand just laid on your neck and, no matter how hard he tried to squeeze, he couldn’t leaving you both in a staring match, neither of you willing to back down.

“You have me where you want me, know what? You’re just not going to kill me? I dare you. I dare you to kill me right now.” You were at the same level as Minghao at this point. He drove you crazy the same way you did him.

The way he’d act out like a sociopath in public to annoy you, no longer following his plans of being the best boyfriend but the worst one possible, it all became so torturous. The past week was a constant battle of petty behavior and rage; rage that he wouldn’t get what he want and rage that you got what you wanted but now you wanted him gone.

He was shocked by your words and how they left your mouth so easily, not a hint of fear or doubt in them. But he only let out a growl before suddenly disappearing in thin air, leaving you against the wall and completely unfazed, learning that he came and left this way all the time, but you still held your anger.

“And that’s how you get to five percent, bitch.” You muttered before exiting the room, the negative energy suddenly suffocating you.

Minghao found himself in his apartment but, as soon as his feet touched the ground, his fist landed into the closest wall, causing the collection of males look to him in shock.

“Still no soul?” One asked condescendingly from the corner of the room where he sat on the ground to play with a small dog.

“I’m starving.” His voice was low as he marched his way to the sofa, placing his head in his hands as the eldest of the bunch sat by him, placing a hand on his shoulder.

“You do realize you can just take other people’s souls, with or without being summoned.”

“No! I want (Y/N)’s! (Y/N) needs to die first then I’ll do what I want!” Minghao snapped as he glared at the man who was only trying to help before realizing he was in his human form, looking around to see the others just the same.

“Why do you look like this?”

“Chan finally figured out his disguise. We didn’t want to make him feel uncomfortable.” The youngest member appeared from his room, no longer in his usual, monstrous form but now his disguise for when he chooses to visit the human realm.

Hell was just like living world, just a lot darker with supernatural beings. Everyone bought homes and apartments like humans, everyone drove like humans, and most of them had families and pets like humans. The only difference was that they were immortal, having lived centuries or millenniums, their purpose in life set once they are born, forcing them to work every day of their lives under those orders. And that’s exactly what Minghao and his 12 roommates have been doing, almost all of them demons with different purposes yet managed to get along just enough to live together.

Minghao blandly congratulated him before standing, making his way into the kitchen and finding his laptop on the breakfast bar, the three men not acknowledging him as he opened it and slowly waved his hand across, the background immediately turning to the image of your living room. Minghao knew you were happy but you just refused to admit it to him, so he was going to find out one way or another, even if it made him seem insane. All of them glancing over as they heard talking before the voice peaked their interest all but one of them crowding around to see who he was spying on.

It was you and the goth girl who sold you the book. Her name was Sunny, which was more than ironic, and, despite you laying into her about giving you a book you couldn’t understand which caused you to summon a demon, you two became friends. You invited her over once and she revealed she was fluent in English, Korean, Afrikaans, French, Arabic, and, luckily, Latin, reading about a few other creatures for you to prove herself although you couldn’t truly confirm it but went with it. She was back so you can continue the journey of who not to mistakenly convene.

You both sat on your sofa, her legs folded beneath her as your feet found a home on your table, your eyes scanning the book before stopping at one page.

“This one is Minghao? He’s cute! How could you hate him?”

“Please. He’s a nuisance and the bane of my existence right now. And you said you’re positive there’s no way to get rid of him?”

“Sadly, no. You guys made a deal and, if this books description is right, and he’s persistent, he won’t go away until he has your soul. What was the deal anyways?” You made eye contact with her as a small smirk graced your lips.

“He had to pretend to be my boyfriend and make me one hundred percent happy before he could have my soul.”

“And you aren’t happy?” The boys seemed to watch closely for your answer, Minghao ready to scream with excitement. He finally got you.

“You know what? I am happy, Sunny. Happy to be single, happy to be able to have some time away from that asshole. All I needed was a stupid date for my friend’s wedding, I only added the ‘make me happy while you’re my boyfriend’ part so he couldn’t kill me. I was happy while I was single, now I’m just stuck with a demon that wants me dead as much as I want him gone.”

The confession seemed to shock everyone, all for different reasons. Minghao was a demon with many powers, one being to read emotions. He always thought your anger and sadness was because you were happy but didn’t want him to leave and, despite his hunger for your soul and hatred of having to work this hard to earn it, he liked being around you. Some times when he annoyed you, you’d laugh it off and it made him smile, something he’s never experienced with his other victims. Maybe you’d be happy if he left you alone, he could consume anyone else’s soul anyways, he just didn’t want to leave you.

Sunny, on the other hand, mumbled ‘no’ repeatedly as she flipped through the pages furiously, finding one with a folded edge before turning it to you, practically shoving it into your face.

“These were the ones you were supposed to summon, I probably miscounted the pages.” Your eyes widened at the sight of three gorgeous men. They had strange looks in their eyes, despite the pictures on being drawings but it was so captivating, you just stared as she slowly moved away.

“Who are they?”

“Their names are Seungcheol, Junhui, and Soonyoung. They’re the demons of lust. They could have escorted you to the wedding but-“ Sunny froze as her face grew warm from the words written, making you lean forward in anticipation.

“What?”

“In return for your favor, you’d have to become their concubine for the rest of your life.”

“You tried to pimp me out?” Sunny already braced herself for your outburst, only flinching slightly at your raised voice.

“It’s not that bad! They’re cute and it’s sex for the rest of your life. What’s so bad about that?” You grabbed a nearby pillow and hit her, unbeknownst to you that Soonyoung smirked with a small shrug.

“She’s not wrong.” No one responded as they watched you finally back off from the poor girl, who held the book tightly in spite of your attack, watching as you fell back into your space next to her, holding the pillow close to you.

“Let’s just talk about the ones I need to look out for.” You watched as she flipped the pages, looking between three in particular.

“These three, Jeonghan, Wonwoo, and Seungkwan, are pretty much the same. Jeonghan’s the demon of deception, Wonwoo’s the demon of tricks, and Seungkwan is the demon of irony. Basically you ask for something and they give you the exact opposite.” You examined their faces, all attractive which could obviously aid in their mischief, your only reaction was to nod.

“Okay. Who else?”

“Uhm…. There’s Seokmin, the demon of joy.” Your face wrenched in confusion as she held up a finger, knowing you already had questions as she skimmed through the page.

“He doesn’t need to be summoned. He usually shows up, makes you laugh but, once you start, you can’t stop and you eventually drop dead.” With wide eyes, you nodded and sat back, silent as she continued to flip through the pages. You sat straight up as she flipped to Jihoon’s page, a small laugh leaving your mouth as you gawked at his photo, her eyes taking in every word.

“He’s a demon? But he’s so cute. Look at his cheeks!”

“He’s technically a bounty hunter. You can ask him to kill someone for you but only if you have a pint of blood to offer and, since it’ll be hard to stop the bleeding yourself, you may end up bleeding out and dy-“ Sunny stopped when she noticed the horror on your face, no longer finding the adorable male innocent. You could almost feel him smirking knowing he struck fear into you, and he was.

“Anyways, I already know about Hansol and Mingyu. They aren’t summoned and kinda just walk around like regular people but they cause chaos unintentionally, basically like the butterfly effect. Say, if one sneezed, a tornado could happen. This one is named Chan, though, he is the demon of balance. He can basically start trouble or make good things happen.”

As she flipped the page, you held back a gasp. He was an angel, literally. His face was meant to be stoic yet you could find the corners of his lips turning upwards, making yours do the same as his eyes mesmerized you. Nothing that was written on the page seemed to matter to you, just from the way he was drawn, you felt as if he could do no wrong. Sunny was about to move on to the next page before you stopped her, placing your hand on the book to let her know you wanted to know more.

“What kind of demon is he?”

“Joshua? He’s more like a double agent for heaven and hell. He basically dwells in purgatory and judges you to see where you’ll end up. He’s good because purgatory is a place to cleanse the soul but pretty evil with the methods he uses. But it’s all probably bullcrap, especially if he hasn’t been seen on Earth.”

“Is there a way to summon him?” You asked shyly.

“Not unless you die. Wait,” Sunny stared at you, examing your face and grinning wildly as you tried to move away, wanting to hide your steaming hot face.

“I know that look. I’ve had that look before! You see one picture and you’re already in the L-word with him? Really?” You scoffed and rolled your eyes, shifting so that you were on the other end of your sofa.

“You’re the L-word, and it’s “lunatic.” But, I won’t lie, he is cute.” The simple words were enough to make you both giggle like teenagers at a slumber party, eventually rambling on about him, pulling out your phones to try and find more information about him.

But, by the time you found something, Minghao had already slammed his laptop closed, annoyed by the moment and just glad Joshua wasn’t there to hear it. It was already a slap to the face learning you purposefully sabotaged your deal not because of desperation but spite, it was even worse that you had a crush on someone that would waterboard you with holy water when he had the chance.

A few stray laughs caught his attention.

“Who would’ve thought you’d be jealous of Joshua?”

“A demon falling for a human. Doesn’t that just sound weird?” Minghao tried to ignore the comments before he felt an arm drape over his shoulders, his eyes darting over to see Junhui scowling at the group.

“Leave him alone. He’s probably just upsethe got tricked. Come on, let’s go figure out how to get you that soul.” The pair turned and made their way down the hall.

Once out of earshot, Junhui dragged Minghao into his room, shutting the door and quickly grabbing a box from beneath his bed. He set it onto a nearby desk, rummaging through it while the now

“Listen to me, you can end all of this tonight with this.” He held up a small, cylindrical glass bottle with a red liquid before approaching Minghao, opening his hands and placing it inside, his confused expression meeting Junhui’s serious one.

“It’s just a love potion. Just a small drop is enough to make anyone fall in love with you. When you hear the words, get the soul, and get out of there. If that doesn’t work, just play nice. It’ll take a while but it’ll all work out. Now, go.” Minghao only nodded, unable to fight the logic of a lust demon. Who’d know better than him?

Minghao found himself back in your apartment, his eyes landing on you as you sat on the sofa with take out on the table right next to two bottles of red wine, one empty and one halfway gone. He cleared his throat slightly to catch your attention, your hooded eyes leaving the television to inspect him before a large smile grew on your face.

“Mingming! You’re back!” You were obviously drunk.

He slowly made his way towards you, taking a seat only to have your head rest on his shoulder.

“Did you drink all of this yourself?”

“Yeah. I thought my friend would be here to drink with me but she works weekends so I had to drink alone. Here!” He flinched as you shoved the practically empty wine glass into his face before shyly waving you off.

You scoffed and grabbed the bottle from the table, refilling your glass until it reached the brim and taking a large swig from the bottle, secretly glad he didn’t take up your offer.

You were much different when you were drunk. Sober you was graceful, so in control and grounded, while drunk you was more affectionate and playful, a bit sloppy but had no guard up, no witty remarks or anger, just smiles and love to give. Minghao was starting to rethink his plans but he knew once you sobered up, you would go back to hating him, go back to dragging out your arrangement for the sake of his pain, even if it meant you’d be unhappy forever.

He looked at you as you rambled on about the movie playing, wholeheartedly expressing your love for the protagonist while he quickly opened the vessel, pouring it in before hiding the bottle in his pocket. You brought the glass up to your lips, downing the half full glass in only a few gulps before placing it on the table and turning to Minghao. He watched as your eyes widened, your face dipping closer to his as your hand moved up to graze his cheek. Now was a better time than anything to see if it worked.

“Do I make you happy?”

“Of course you do!” He was so close yet so far. All he needed was for you to say the exact words.

“Do I make you a hundred percent happy?” There was a slight pause before you moved back, your smile never falling as you looked away at the television, staring at the couple bonding over their dogs playing.

“I had a dog that made me happy. He ran away but came back, right after we got a new dog! They became best friends after that!” Maybe it needed time to kick in? There’s no way Junhui, a lust demon who only acted upon and initiated his passions when summoned by willing participants, could screw up a love potion he never had to use. Right?

So, Minghao stuck to his plan to wait for the potion to kick in. An hour passed, then two, both filled with you rambling on excitedly about life and your dreams, your head in his lap as you were slowly starting to fall asleep. The constant bickering between you two, the arguing and insults, all of it left his memory as he took mental pictures of you smiling tonight. Not the usual bitter smile you gave him when you acted maliciously but a genuine one, like the one you had at the start of your friend’s wedding and during the late night talks you had while trying to learn about one another. His backup plan would take days, maybe weeks, to execute and succeed but it seemed more enjoyable than this.

“Okay, let’s get you to bed.” Minghao slowly sat you up before helping you stand, your body light as you could barely stand on your own, falling into his chest.

You let him lead you out of the living room and down the hall to the large bedroom, everything left in the same condition as when he was there before. Your feet dragged along the floor as he brought you to your bed, setting you down with small huff before adjusting you so that your body was completely on the bed.

“Good night, (Y/N).”

“What? No. You can stay.” The invite was softly spoken as you were already falling into slumber, your eyes shut as you were shifting between consciousness and dreaming.

The offer was sweet but he knew it was just the alcohol talking, your attitude and mind would be back to normal by the morning anyways. Minghao just smiled and moved to pull the blanket above you.

“Good night.”

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kpep · 7 years ago

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THE ONE THAT GOT AWAY ♛ JEONGHAN

⇢ Pairing: Yoon Jeonghan / Reader

⇢ Word Count: 1884

⇢ Genre: Angst

⇢ Spin-Off: Minghao

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The classroom door slid open, and everyone in the room turned silent. You hear 3 sets of footsteps echo into the room following the presence of Jeonghan, followed by Wonwoo and Minghao. You’d think that after all these years, you’d be able to escape their presence especially since it’s university already, but you were wrong. Their presence still plagued you.

His presence still plagued you.

Back in high school, Jeonghan, Wonwoo, and Minghao were already friends. They were always together. It’s kind of cliché. They were the hot bad boys that all the other boys were jealous of, and most girls were attracted to.

Minghao was the cult classic bad boy. He’s hot, he’s rich, and he drives a red Ducati. He always gets the girl and gets into fights. It’s rumored that he fights in underground rings, but nobody can prove it. Doesn’t help that he’s also quite intelligent as he’s a transfer student from China who originally did not speak a word of Korean now became one of the top students in your year level. He has a condescending aura and always bullies the class president. You just can’t like him.

Wonwoo was the mysterious misunderstood artiste. He’s magnetic, he’s quiet, and he’s musically and artistically inclined. He doesn’t sing quite often, but when he does, everyone just goes gaga over him. You can’t blame them, the low timbre of his voice is incredibly sexy, and you got to admit it. His glare is sharp so people try to avoid him as much as possible, but the “popular girls” don’t care and still try to engage him in conversation. He enters his art pieces in national competitions, and ends up winning in a lot of them. He’s extremely talented, so you admire him for that.

Jeonghan was the impenetrable ice prince. With his beautiful face, flowing blonde hair and princely attitude, the nickname suited him. There’s a rumor that he’s the only son of some big shot CEO that’s why he acts like he’s above everyone else, but it’s all in hush hush. He even came with a bodyguard one day, but he dismissed him. Nobody also knows how he really is; he never got angry or genuinely smiled. He seems superficial – like he didn’t have any emotions. Nevertheless, he’s followed by different girls every day, but no one has become his girlfriend.

It’s Jeonghan’s very presence that plagued you.

You were his secret back in high school. The two of you were together, but you didn’t want anyone to know that you were his girlfriend because you were a coward, you were afraid of what your other classmates might do to you once they find out that you are his girlfriend. He didn’t want to either, for reasons only known to him. It made you paranoid, but you respected his privacy. The only ones who knew you two were together in Jeonghan’s side were Wonwoo and Minghao, and they respected that. You were grateful to them for that. In your side, the only one who knew was your best friend and older sister.

You all knew one another because you were in the same year, but you were never properly introduced to one another. You didn’t run in the same crowd as them, you were just with the average crowd. You weren’t in the popular or the infamous crowd, you were just living day to day in high school peacefully left alone with your friends, and you were content with that.

You were painfully introduced to one another when you were riding your bike when Minghao crashed into you. You didn’t know it was him, but you suspected it because he was the only one you knew that drove a red Ducati. You fell from your bike and you felt a sharp pain in your left leg. You weren’t sure if you sprained your ankle or fractured it, but hopefully it was only a sprain. You were in the far side of the city so the road was deserted.

The guy who crashed unto you got his balance back so he was in a better shape than you. He removed his helmet, and it turned out to be Minghao.

“I’m so sorry, are you alright?” Minghao said as he turned off his bike’s engine to come kneel beside you.

“Yeah, I’m good. I’m sorry I didn’t see you,” you said weakly because you know about his reputation.

“To be honest it’s my fault, I beat the red light,” he said sheepishly. You glared at him; you weren’t sure what demon possessed you to glare at the capricious bad boy, but you did. He raised a brow at you and proceeded to call someone. You let him do his thing, and tried to roll your leg to see if you could walk.

You were about to get up when Minghao touched your shoulder to stop you from trying to stand up.

“I have no talent whatsoever in first aid, and we don’t know how badly your fall went, so don’t push it. I called someone to bring you to the hospital. I would, but seeing as you’re hurt and I only have a bike with me, it’s best we also don’t push it. I’ll pay for your hospital fees and the damages to your bike,” he said.

You bit your lip in indignation. “It’s fine, I’ll live. It was an accident, and my bike is fine so you don’t have to pay for anything. Please don’t argue with me, please,” you said. It’ll save you a lot of money, money you needed to use for something else, if he paid for all your hospital dues and the bike, but you don’t really want to have anything to do with him so you’ll just pay for it all with your own money. You don’t want to trouble your parents for it.

A black Mercedes rolled by, and someone went out. You couldn’t see who it was at first because you were still sitting in the middle of the road, and Minghao was blocking your view. Minghao moved a little sideways and you saw Jeonghan’s profile. From your point of view then, he looked like the prince’s you read about when you were younger. Your eyes kind of popped and you stared at him for a bit until you realize he was staring at you as well, so you averted your eyes and just stared at nothingness. Your phone rang, and you thank the high heavens for the diversion.

You answered the call and it turned out to be your dad asking you where you were. You’ve forgotten that you were about to go to the grocery store to buy some ingredients for the night’s dinner. You told him you were on your way, and you dropped the call. You tried to stand up, leaning on your bike to support your weight when you felt like you were being lifted from the ground. Jeonghan started carrying you to the black Mercedes, uttering nothing.

“Wait! My bike, the grocery,” you started saying, but he ignored you. You looked at Minghao, and he was waving goodbye to you, mouthing that you’re in good hands and that he’ll take care of your bike.

You were solid stiff in the car, it didn’t help that your company was quiet like an eerie night. The car ride took around 20 minutes and reached the end of town where a western-like mansion façade peeked through the trees. The car parked right in front of it, and still you didn’t move. Jeonghan got out of the car, and opened your door. You got out and started walking when he kneeled, his back facing you, and you mindlessly jumped to his back for a piggy back ride.

He brought you into a room where an old doctor was waiting for you both, and the doctor examined your ankle. It was only a sprain but he still advised you against walking. He talked to Jeonghan for a bit, and walked out. You and Jeonghan remained in the room. He was staring at you wordlessly, and you found it awkward so you looked everywhere but at him.

“Thank you. I mean, thank you for the doctor, I’ll go now,” you said and stood up.

“Stay,” he said, and you sat down again. You don’t know what power his voice had over you, but you followed him. Goosebumps broke out of your skin, and you experienced firsthand why they call him the ice prince. You were scared out of your mind.

You were sweating like a pig even though it was cold in the room. Jeonghan started laughing, genuinely laughing like a child. You finally looked at him, and you can’t help but smile at his childlikeness.

“You should’ve seen your face. You looked like you were going to pee your pants. Am I that scary? Don’t worry, I don’t bite,” he said. You breathed a sigh of relief. You didn’t realize he had this side of him, you kind of like it. He had a beautiful smile.

That was how you started talking to him. He wasn’t your classmate in senior year, but the two of you would pass messages to one another when you both were near one another. You both could use your phones to message one another, but you found it cute that Jeonghan was sentimental like that so you let him. You remembered the time he would take pictures of you, that he would feed you ice cream while you lay down in his arms, and the way he would fall asleep in your lap as you caressed his hair.

You remembered the way he says your name, and the way he would pout when you call him “Hanny,” but he secretly likes it anyway.

Until it all went downhill.

His parents found out about you.

And you, you found out that he was already engaged to his childhood sweetheart.

You knew then why he didn’t want anyone else knowing about you. He said he loved you, but he chose to lie. And you said that you loved him, but you chose to leave. You didn’t fight for him. You were hurt, and you were a coward; a deadly combination for regret.

“Jagiya!” You heard the voice of Seokmin call you out of your stupor. You didn’t realize you were looking at Jeonghan all along as you went to a trip down memory lane, until you blinked and found out he was still there. And he was looking at you as well.

Seokmin was the opposite of Jeonghan. He was very friendly, and everyone liked him. He made you laugh, and you were comfortable around him. He was loud and open – best of all, he hasn’t lied to you yet. That’s why you said yes when he asked you to be his girl.

Seokmin slid to the sit beside you and brought out some of your favorite Pepero flavors of White Chocolate Cookie and Strawberry. You leaned to his side, and he kissed your forehead.

A loud crack echoed through the room. It came from the front, and you looked. It was Jeonghan. The bottle he was holding broke in his hand as he looked at you and Seokmin.

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thetaekooklibrary · 8 years ago

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Yo, i was wondering if you knew anything relatively new that's long and promising, I've run out of long fics, thanks!

well, I haven’t had time to read a lot of longs fic recently, so I’m not sure about the quality of all of these, but they are all long and the plots look interesting. some of these are WIPs, I hope that’s okay (I’ll list the completed ones first tho). I’ll keep it above 20k!

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起死回生; To Live Again by mindheist - Fiction gives us a second chance that life denies us.

(AMAZING BEAUTIFUL PERFECT READ IT IF YOU HAVEN’T ALREADY)

(thought you knew) you were in this song by expplipo - Taehyung nearly chokes, but only nearly. Instead he raises an eyebrow and puts on the most suave smile he can manage. Hopes he looks far more collected than his for-some-reason racing heartbeat would let on, more suit-and-wine than elementary-schooler-with-a-new-crush. “You like me?” Jeongguk blushes, and looks at his feet. He’s smiling. “Of course.” “Really?” Taehyung says. “Like? Or like like?” (So much for suit-and-wine.)

(so so good, but also sad)

I Won’t Fall (in love with you) by taeharem - “You have to promise not to fall in love with me.”

(this was published in august but completed in december, so it’s kinda recent? it’s really good tho, so you should definitely read it if you haven’t already)

you and me, we’re bumper cars by syugaflake - “The more I try to get to you, the more we crash apart.” After a myriad of mistakes committed in his leather jacket with a cigarette between his teeth, Jungkook finds himself exiled to his aunt’s house in a quiet, faraway town for the summer. Nothing much goes on at the neighbourhood; or so he thinks, until he meets a boy with sunset-coloured hair named Kim Taehyung.

(again, this was published in the summer but completed in december. it was really good!)

Hiraeth by haruguk - Jeongguk has learned the hard way from the tender age of thirteen when his father pushed him down the stairs, that people are a disappointment. They always will be and so he breaks hearts instead. Hurt people hurt people. Jeongguk likes hurting girls, but he doesn’t like hurting Kim Taehyung.

Swamp Magic by GinForInk - Two witches lure Jungkook into their cabin in the woods.

(I haven’t read this, but admin guk has and she really liked it, it’s also by the author who wrote Hercules and I loved that so I trust that this would be good too)

This Is Heaven, Give It To Me by seikou - Taehyung just might have signed his soul to the devil.

I know a land called the land of the living by Pardon - Jeongguk thought hearing ghosts was way worse than people made it out to be. All their jokes were terrible.

Take It With A Swallow by seikou - Perverted minds do think alike. (or, alternatively: the fuckboys!au)

Shifting On My Feet by MarionetteFtHJM - With the ever-growing crime rate in the city there’s no telling what the leading figures will do to remain leading. The safety of the people is at risk and the possible collateral damage looms over the authorities. There is only one safe option, sacrifice a few to save the lives of many. Tear them from the inside, cool the situation down- should be easy enough, right? Jeongguk was just trying to live out his days peacefully, but running from one’s past never really worked out for anybody- so why would he be an exception? He’s not. Demons tend to find who they’re looking for in the end.

Fifty Shades of Happiness by Kookie_andCream - Taehyung’s plan is simple: fall in love with Jeon Jungkook and ace his final assignment. (Spoiler: it isn’t that simple.)

The Forest by Jeojahyungnim - Taehyung is a photographer in a college town nearby a forest nobody is allowed to enter. His life changes when he meets a boy in the woods known for being completely void of life.

Feel it Kicking in by rix - Jeongguk and Taehyung are just riding it out together, getting high on waves and drugs and each other—platonically, of course.

(I don’t read rix’s stuff since I’m not into bottom guk, but admin guk loves all of their stuff and a lot of people seem to love their stories, so I’m sure this is great!)

Mutual Fiend by kkumkkatcher - “I didn’t recognize you with your clothes on.” An AU where Jungkook needs to kill Taehyung, but Taehyung also needs to kill Jungkook, and things get (more than) a bit complicated.

make this feel like home by aeterisks - Taehyung has spent his whole life looking for excitement, but instead, he ends up finding Jeongguk; somehow, that seems to be even better.

hold me like i’m hope by jjks - “Uh,” he says eloquently, looking back at Taehyung. “Do you, like, want something?” “Nah, I’m just popping in,” Taehyung says, looking around the place again. Jeongguk stares at him in confusion. “Wh–” he starts to ask when he’s interrupted by Taehyung grinning at him. “Yeah, I’d like to schedule a time to get a tattoo.” “Of course he wants a fucking tattoo, dumbass, why do you think he’s here?” It’s Hoseok, and honestly that warrants another punch to the shoulder, but Jeongguk decides to play it nice. He’s a good boy. OR: let me present to you the most cliché trope of all, starring tattoo artist jeon jeongguk & florist kim taehyung.

Candy-Wrapper Blue by Kookie_andCream - On 15 January 2017, Taehyung runs over a little girl named Im Yoona with his car. (It was an accident.) On 16 January 2017, his guardian angel comes down to earth. (His name is Jungkook.) Slowly but surely, in a whirl of wings and golden tears, the sinful and the angelic learn to love each other. (And it is a beautiful disaster woven out of light and shadows in a world of men and angels.)

Soulmates or not (You’re mine, and I’m yours) by taedybear - Jeongguk meets Taehyung on the most frustrating day at work in the bubble tea shop, and the world around him swirls into colours and patterns at the sight of the beautiful boy.

Daddy’s Lil’ Monster by BloodLikeRoyalty - Jungkook, also known as The Joker, is a notorious mobster that ruled the city of Gotham, and when Kim Taehyung, a man as beautiful as he is crazy, joins him and remains by his side, they prove to be a devastating menace.

WIP (as of 1/28/17)

vampires will never hurt you by snowmoney - taehyung had already had a pretty weird day, so really, being cornered into an alley by a vampire on his way home from work was probably to be expected. - “but what if a vampire drank the blood of someone who was anemic would they be seriously grossed out” au

(this one is recent, ½ chapters rn, 11k for just the first chapter, I like it so far)

Nyctophile by yururin - “Like I said, monsters aren’t real, Taehyung.” Jimin quickly pulled the closet doors open. At the bottom of the closet, sitting on the floor and leaning heavily against the walls, was a man with dark pink hair clad in dark clothes, bleeding and injured and looking positively close to death. Jimin didn’t know what to do.

We Make a Nice Pear by jeonnifer - Jeongguk tries to get the new transfer student expelled from the academy and fails. (Jeongguk tries not to fall for Kim Taehyung and fails even harder.)

Hustlers by tbz - Jungkook hadn’t meant to lose nine million. He certainly hadn’t meant to lose his kidney. And he hadn’t meant to meet Kim Taehyung.

i know you wanna go to heaven (but you’re human tonight) by moonlightae -Taehyung just thought it would be a one night stand, but he gets more than he bargained for

Kiss With a Fist by justanotherstarlessnight - “Need a little help, love?” Jungkook asks, teasing him. “Nah I had it all under control, sweetheart,” Taehyung answers with a smile, blood oozing from his split lip. Goddamn even smiling hurt now. Fuckity fuck fuck. Jungkook only rolls his eyes, his cocky smirk never slipping and Taehyung almost forgets how much pain he’s in. prompt-Can you please write the “ kick his ass for me” prompt with taekook!

Assassin’s Order by TaeSyubDKook - CEO Taehyung gets tangled up in some illegal business without even knowing and when Assasin Jeongguk gets assigned to extract information from him after being caught, he realizes in what mess he’s gotten himself into and agrees to cooperate with the assassins, after learning their true reasons, to bring down his uncle’s company. What Jeongguk and Taehyung didn’t expect was falling for each other in the progress.

pulling shapes just for your eyes by aeterisks - The number one rule when you’re a producer on a show like Miss Right, Taehyung thinks, should be do not fall for the bachelor. It’s such a shame Taehyung has never been good at following rules.

I’m only human (after all) by Lalaithwen - Taehyung always thought, writing your own destiny was way better anyways.

Hold Me Through the Winter by KrellaTu - When Taehyung sets off for what should have been a boring lab expedition with Jungkook, his mage academy’s resident genius and total heartthrob, and Wonwoo, his devoted best friend, his life changes forever. Beneath Taehyung’s goofy antics is a dangerous past and an unbearable loneliness. Within his fragile heart is a secret power. The universe has more planned for him than he would hope. Can Taehyung and Jungkook’s relationship withstand the hardships to come?

These Grey Walls (Can’t keep me from you) by Gracetheorc - They aren’t allowed to love each other. Jungkook’s never liked following the rules.Trapped within the confines of an institution where even talking to someone else is prohibited, Jungkook and Taehyung just can’t stay away from each other anymore. No matter how much trouble it causes.

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wwounu · 5 years ago

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Yesss Keags! You absolute genius! as everything crumbles around him, he dreams about the Reader bc they are his safe space. And he learns he has the power to create as much as he can destroy also. So he puts it to his advantage to do just that with the Reader. And ahh the fluff after the angst bc our baby finds his self confidence. & you can see him and reader traveling bw the two worlds helping every way they can. & nonu teaching little ones like him that it's good to be different. 🥺😭 -🍰

*bare with me

okokok so

wonwoo is obviously in bad condition and everything around him is just crumbling to bits

and all he wants to do is see you but hes scared he’ll hurt you without realising it so which is why he hides away

and everyone who comes across him is wished away to god knows where

but his power temps him to do bad things but the wonwoo thats still there still holds on and tries his best to stay away from that danger as much as possible to keep others safe

but its too much for him

he wants the pain to go away but it hurts so much and he wants to hurt everyone who has ever hurt him

And it only causes more pain to come and hes honestly tired of it all and the only thing that calms him down is thinking about his bookstore, his family and you

so he cries himself to sleep in isolated destruction

however in his dream he dreams of you and he feels happy as if hes lived in misery all of his life

and you say ‘do you want to stay with me, wonwoo? Forever?’

and wonwoo, whos still in love, says the quietest ‘yes’

and youre like ‘okay’ before you push him with the slightest touch and he falls backwards and its strange

its first through hell, then the celestial world, then his bookshop, then into darkness

and hes like ‘not... not again— im scared, please’

and wonwoo wakes up with tears in his eyes and sits up

but hes in a bright, clean room and says ‘huh?’ in a tiny voice

And his condition is still the same, wrecked and damaged and the dominant voices are tempting him to do soemthing he’ll regret

it gets too much before you come into the room because he’s in your bedroom in your apartment

and you just. Drop everything and jump on him

he winces, hurt, but is too shocked to process this all

to process y o u

and he genuinely foesnt believe it until youre like ‘youre here’

wonwoo: here? ive only been gone for two days...

then you pull wonwoo away, confused as you say

‘wonwoo... its been three months’

and you look absolutely wrecked by saying that fact and wonwoo has completely forgot about the day rotations in the real world and the celestial one bc they work weirdly

but you dont go further and point at an open window blowing in cold air and youre like

‘Ive kept it open every night hoping youd come back through it... i even left the light on and your favourite book with one of your pot plants in the library’

and wonwoo starts to cry because this is the most sentimental thing someone has done for him and he holds you tight while dangerously sobbing

even though youd recoprocate the hug, there was something hanging to the hug that wasn’t wonwoo

anyway wonwoo says ‘please, the world is so cruel to me, i... i just want to be with you, i want it to only be us two—‘

hes shaking but the room also begins to shake and youre getting scared, figuring out that wonwoo is probably doing this all

so you stop him and go, hold on wonwoo, listen

and you pat his tear stained cheeks and hes just like a sad kitty just wsnting to be loved, with his broken wings that are classified as impure and disgusting, his whole being classed as disgusting

the shaking stops a little but you can see correlations between wonwoo wincing when the shaking intensifies

and you simply just ask ‘whats happened?’

and he explains about his power and how he feels like he cant be in control and its like hes in the passenger seat of all of this

he cant go on because it makes him sob more and youre just wiping away his tears one by one, letting him take his time

then you say how you’ll protect wonwoo through the good and bad, that hes stronger than this force because theres still that good in him which knows whats right and that it doesnt change anything about how you feel about him

wonwoo: what if i hurt you?

you: i’ll be okay, you’ll save me at the end of the day

he goes on how he cant control it but one touch from you and he’s automatically calmed, breathing steady and the room stopped from trembling

and wonwoo smiles, crying again this crybabyboy before he eventually sleeps next to you, your apartment room having itself stop shaking and glad that your angel is by your side again, playing with his feathers because it helps him fall asleep

OR LIKE (im sorry this is so long djdhs) he disappears for a while in his world of destruction in order to protext the reader, but he’s still observing over them as they do their day to day things, and he wishes small favours to make their day and help them but on the other hand wonwoo thinks they’ve had their memory wiped by the angels and demons, when in reality the angels and demons kept the readers memory because the fear over wonwoo’s power and what he’ll do to them, so whenever wonwoo isnt paying attention the reader is always doing things for wonwoo because they miss them, like opening their window everynight, driving past the bookstore to make sure its in shape, taking a plant or two or all to water and care for them, play with one of wonwoo’s feathers that fell from his wings in their wallet, small things like that which wonwoo doesnt notice and its :((( but they eventually find their way together again bc lbr theyre fated to be

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