#exo arranged marriage au

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I Plead Guilty

"I am guilty of loving you"

Prologue

"EXO! EXO! EXO!" The thunderous chants echoed through the packed stadium as the members exited the stage, their adrenaline still surging from the electric atmosphere. Backstage, the air buzzed with a mix of exhaustion and exhilaration. The night was monumental—it was EXO’s 15th debut anniversary, and their special fan-con had exceeded all expectations.

Kai, ever the charismatic performer, ran a hand through his sweat-drenched hair as he leaned against the wall, catching his breath. His signature grin tugged at the corners of his lips, his dark eyes still sparkling under the dim backstage lights.

"Gosh… I can’t believe it’s been 15 years," Junmyeon said, wiping his face with a towel, his voice tinged with both disbelief and pride.

"I know, right?" Minseok replied, slinging an arm over Kai’s shoulder. "Feels like yesterday we were those wide-eyed rookies."

Kai chuckled softly, the weight of the years settling briefly on his shoulders. "Wide-eyed, sure. But now we’re veterans who can still set the stage on fire," he said with a smirk, earning a round of laughter from the group.

"I think it’s going to rain," Sehun remarked, peering at the darkening sky.

Chen’s lips curved into a knowing smile. "Why are you suddenly grinning like that?" Chanyeol asked, narrowing his eyes.

"It rained the day we debuted too," Chen replied, his voice warm with nostalgia. "Feels like we’ve come full circle."

Kai stood silent for a moment, gazing at the others with a fondness that words couldn’t express. The thought of how far they had come—the battles fought, the friendships forged, the love they shared with EXO-Ls—flooded his heart.

"We need to hurry, guys," Baekhyun said, breaking the moment.

Kai’s lips twitched upward again. "Right. Let’s make this a night they’ll never forget."

The members returned to the stage, and as the lights dimmed, the familiar opening notes of MAMA echoed across the stadium. A roar erupted from the crowd, the energy palpable. Kai took his position at the center, the powerful beats of the track syncing with his heartbeat.

When the lights snapped on, the stadium erupted into chaos. The silhouettes on stage revealed not just the current members but eleven distinct figures—an impossible sight. As the spotlight illuminated their faces, the screams reached an ear-splitting crescendo.

Suho, Xiumin, Baekhyun, Chen, Chanyeol, D.O., Kai, Sehun, Lay, Luhan, and Tao stood together, dressed in their debut-era outfits, styled exactly as they had been 15 years ago. It was a vision that no one dared to dream, a moment that surpassed even the wildest fantasies of EXO-Ls worldwide.

Kai’s intense gaze swept the crowd, and his movements, as precise and magnetic as ever, drew everyone’s attention. He owned the stage, commanding it with the same grace and power that had made him a global sensation. His every move was electric, a reminder of why he had been dubbed the ultimate performer.

As the group performed, the synergy was undeniable. Kai exchanged glances with his brothers—Lay’s familiar smile, Luhan’s effortless charm, Tao’s fierce energy—and felt the weight of time dissolve. They were one again, not just a band but a family.

After the encore and the emotional goodbyes, the members gathered in the old EXO dorm for a night of reminiscing. They went live on Weverse, sharing jokes, heartfelt thanks, and cherished memories with their beloved fans.

Kai took the lead in the broadcast, his laughter contagious as he teased Sehun and joined Baekhyun in a hilarious re-enactment of their rookie days. But when the mood shifted to gratitude, he spoke from the heart: "Tonight wasn’t just for us. It was for every EXO-L who stood by us, believed in us, and reminded us of who we are. This bond we share is unbreakable, and it’s all because of you."

The live ended with a toast to the past, present, and future of EXO. Later, as the members shared drinks and stories, Kai sat quietly for a moment, watching his brothers laugh and chat. He felt a deep sense of fulfillment, knowing that after all these years, they were still together, stronger than ever.

When the night settled, and everyone drifted to sleep, Kai stood by the window, gazing at the rain. He smiled, a quiet but profound joy radiating from him. The journey had come full circle, but this was just the beginning of a new chapter.

"EXO forever," he whispered to himself, the words carrying both a promise and a dream.

The Seoul High Court was silent, save for the rhythmic tapping of the judge’s gavel. The case had gripped the nation for weeks: Kang Min-seok, a single father and factory worker, stood accused of arson. The prosecution claimed he had set fire to his workplace to collect insurance money. The evidence seemed overwhelming, and public opinion was stacked against him.

But Kang had one unlikely ally—his lawyer, Y/N, a criminal defense attorney with a reputation for tackling impossible cases and exposing hidden truths.

The presiding judge sat sternly at the bench, flanked by two associate judges. The prosecution’s closing argument had been damning, detailing witness testimonies, forensic evidence, and financial records that painted Kang as guilty.

Now, all eyes were on Y/N as she prepared to deliver her final defense. Her every movement was deliberate, her voice steady.

Y/N began by dismantling the prosecution’s timeline. "The prosecution argues that my client, desperate and cunning, committed this crime to solve his financial woes. But let’s examine the facts closely."

She pointed to CCTV footage presented as key evidence, which supposedly showed Kang near the factory hours before the fire. With a confident smile, she introduced new evidence—an alibi substantiated by GPS data from Kang’s phone, showing he was miles away with his daughter.

"If Kang Min-seok didn’t start the fire, then who did? And why?" she asked, her voice cutting through the room.

Turning the focus away from her client, Y/N highlighted damning evidence against the factory’s management. She revealed internal emails proving negligence, showing that the company was aware of severe electrical hazards but failed to act.

The key moment came during cross-examination of the plant manager, where Y/N pressed him about safety measures. Beads of sweat formed on his brow as he finally admitted the truth: "We didn’t have the budget for repairs."

In her closing remarks, Y/N addressed the bench directly: "Your Honors, this is not just a case of justice for my client. It is a case of accountability—of ensuring that the truth prevails over assumptions. Kang Min-seok is not a criminal. He is a scapegoat."

After deliberation, the judges returned with their decision: not guilty. The presiding judge cited insufficient evidence and significant doubts about the prosecution’s claims, commending Y/N’s thorough investigation.

Kang Min-seok broke down in gratitude. As Y/N left the courtroom, her face betrayed no emotion—a mask she wore well. Reporters clamored for her attention, but she walked past them with a sharp reply: "I let the facts speak for themselves."

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[happysprings]

Love may be

Chapter 4

Link to chapter 3

Finally you reached Korea. You entered home greeted everyone and told that you were tired and went inside and slept in. For the next few weeks you didn't talk to JayB. you just avoided him and spent most of your time in your room painting for the wedding anniversary of Lay's parents less than a week was left and you were done with the painting initially you thought it would better if you sent Jayb text instead of speaking to him about you leaving for China. So you shot a text saying you will be leaving for china next Monday and you booked your flight and you don't need anyone to accompany you. After sending the text you waited for his reply but instead of replying he came to your shared room. You thought your husband must be out of work but he was at home. He entered the room and locked the door and said "haven't I told you not to go anywhere alone??" Hearing this you rolled your eyes and said "I don't want anyone accompany me. It's weird " hearing this he clenched his teeth, you understood you got on his nerve and he was angry but you couldn't care less, but instead of scolding you or raising his voice he calmly answered "y/n I know you don't need anyone but it is for me ??" Now this was your last straw and finally you lash out at him "FOR YOU??? I AM YOUR GOD DAMN TROPHY WIFE, NOTHING MORE THAN THAT, SO JUST STOP PRETENDING LIKE YOU CARE." after shouting stormed to the bathroom and locked yourself there. Suddenly you got a text from Bambam "are you ready ?? We are leaving in half an hour." You then suddenly remembered that you had plans with Bambam, Yugyeom and Jackson for Dinner. After a few minutes you heard the door close so you came out dressed up and went out with Bambam Yugyeom and Jackson it was an open garden restaurant your mother in law was also there. You guys were having food and your mother in law asked you "how was the honeymoon? Did you guys enjoyed???" Hearing this question you shifted uncomfortably and said "yes greece was beautiful. I enjoyed it." Hearing this Bambam asked "noona don't be offended but when will we get a little one to play around?" You gulped nervously and said "Let's see." Soon after some chats and drinks was you saw JayB Mark youngjae and your father in-law joined the table. Jay B sat beside you. You were still drinking, you would be lying if you said you weren't a little drunk, when your father in-law asked "what's up with the new painting you have been busy with?? Is it done?? " Hearing this you smiled like an idiotic and said "yes I m going to china next monday... To deliver it" hearing your father in-law questioned Jay B "are you not going??" Hearing this you laughed "no dad...he is bussssy ..." You said smiling. Hearing this everyone turned their heads. "What he is... Has anyone ever seen him sleeping in our room?? No right because he is busy. So he is busyyyy dad soooo busy." Before smiling at you your father in-law shot a look at Jay B and said "my dearest daughter you are right this guy is always busy... I'll do something for this." You smiled and said "dad mom I want to visit my other mom dad... Can I go tomorrow?? I want to spend some time there and then next week I'll leave for china?" To which your mother-in-law said "of course love you can go...but JayB will accompany you to China."

You were about to start "mom...." But jay interrupted and said "everyone! we will take our leaves now..my dearest wife had a lot of drinks." He then picked you in the bridal position and went to the car. The ride from the restaurant to home was quiet. You almost reached home and suddenly you started rummaging through the dashboard and seat He asked you politely "what happened what are you searching for???" But you didn't reply instead you continued doing it. Then he held your wrist softly and turned your head towards you "what do you need tell me?? " You whispered slowly "my phone"he gave you your phone from his pocket you took it. Then you tried to walk on your own but you weren't able to. He came near you with your handbag and supported you to your shared bedroom as he was lying you down on bed suddenly smell a different perfume. Even being drunk you were sure that wasn't yours. He was removing your heels and you sat up and asked him "tell me honestly, do you feel I am an idiot??" Hearing this he suddenly made eye contact with you and said "you had a lot of drinks. You need to rest!" It was true that you were drunk but not that much you held his arm and asked "who were you with???" Hearing this question he rolled his eyes and "just business people??" You gave him a psycho smile and said "you smell like ladies perfume, were you making a deal in the office or someone's bedroom??" Hearing he got more frustrated and shocked "how could you even think that I could cheat on you??" You laughed sarcastically and pulled him by his collar "dear husband I know I drank a bit but I am never too drunk to know a lady's perfume on a man...that too on my husband. This whole time I expected just one thing.. loyalty. This is how you pay me!?" You let go of him and went straight to your room. Your mind was a mess you had to let it out so you painted. You painted all night and finally fell asleep. But when you woke up you saw you were in your bedroom you someone's behind you. You felt a hand on your stomach slightly gripping you and you felt his breath on your neck. You turn only to find Jay B there. You tried to remove his hand and gripped and turned to face him. He looked beautiful, the rays of sun slightly kissing his skin making it glow differently. It was surreal that 6 months in your marriage and this is the first time you slept with him. "Are you hungry!" Breaking your trance he asked you tried to detach yourself from his grip but he pulled you close. "Tell me are you hungry?! I'll cook for you" you nodded and finally he let you go. He went out and you went to the washroom. Soon after he came with a plate of toast, some scrambled eggs and coffee. He passed you the tray of food you sat on the couch and said "are we not having breakfast with everyone??" You asked him while sipping coffee he said "did you check the time??" Hearing this you checked your phone it was 12 noon. "We overslept... Don't you have to go to work??" He replied "no..thanks to you, Dad let me off for a few weeks. So we can visit China together." Hearing this you again said "I told you seriously it's not needed" instead of telling you anything he told you to eat.

After you had your breakfast you saw JayB casually lying on the bed "I am going to stay at my mom's for a week then I'll leave for china. Can you bring that bag down so I can pack it?" Jay B nodded and got you the bag and with your stuff he gave you his stuff as well. "What are you doing??" Then he said "what I am packing my stuff too, I'll go with you too, that is my in-laws house as well." To which you stopped everything and said "why???" "I told you I have nothing to do, all I have to do is to spend time with you. Dad let me off and warned me not to be near the office or any deal." He said. "If this is about yesterday then...." Before you could finish the sentence "no, it was nothing because of yesterday and I did not cheat on you. Yes I met Tzuyu but she came near me but I made my distance. You can ask Mark, youngjae or dad." Hearing this you rolled your eyes and walked away but he was fast instead he locked the bedroom "what are you doing?" You asked him shockingly "just locking the door" to which you replied "why I wanna go out" Jay B asked you "why?? Are you scared that history might repeat??" "What history??" You asked "the elevator history...btw I still remember how you told those people to take another lift." You shot him a look and turned away and went to Vanity you stood there. Looking at his reflection, he suddenly removes his tshirt and walks near you. slowly removing your hair to your left side, exposing your back and bend down till his lips are slightly touching touching your ear lobe and whispered "last night I was disappointed that you thought I would cheat on you...but I think..I should let you know that I cannot do that..." Saying this his lips roughly sucks your neck and his hands holding your waist. Soon he turns you around to face him. Without wasting time he attached his lips to yours and you held him and reciprocated the kiss with sam feverish passion. His hand is pulling the helm of your tshirt, you were about to remove your shirt that's when Yugyeom gets inside you pushed JayB away and asked him "what is Yugyeom??" To which he replied "noona mom was calling you. Sorry I'll tell her you guys are busy" hearing this you push JayB and said "wear your tshirt" you made your way to your mother in-law "hi y/naa I am so sorry if I disturbed you guys but I needed to tell you that today we have a party at 7 you and Jayb will have to attend it." Hearing this you ask "whose party is this and what party ?" To which she replies "it's our rivals, their son is getting married...btw since he home why don't you two go and shop for the dress" you nodded. Soon you reached your and saw JayB on call with someone. You went to shower and soon you came out with wet hair. JayB was in bed scrolling through his phone then he noticed you with wet hair he comes to you takes the towel and made you sit in front of the vanity. He took the dryer and started drying your hair. "What are you doing? I can do it" but he shushed you. Once your hair was dry he combed them and kissed you on your temple and went for a shower. Meanwhile you got ready and you chose casual blue jeans with a tshirt. He just wore a pant rest he was shirtless as he was coming towards you "wear something we need to go for shopping, there is a wedding by this Evening mom told me to shop ..if you don't want to you don't..." He came to close and pecked your lips and said "I already told you wifey...I have all the time for you "

You both came back home after shopping and went to your room "go wear and show me how it looks." Said your husband. "No, I am tired....but I want to talk to you" to which he replied "of course I have all the time." "Okay so what's going on??? What happened with you??? What changed after dinner that night ??" You asked JayB and he replied "what nothing.... everything is the same" and then you asked "really!!??? Why are you sleeping in this room and doing all this stuff??" And he stood up from his place and came near you "see y/n you were right we should try and work on this marriage, I am so sorry that I was being distant from the beginning. But I want to change now" hearing this you shot a reply "change what?? Is it because I accused you of cheating???" He held your arms and said " no of course not, but again I could never cheat on you. You are my wife." He took a pause and said "I know I hurt you in the past but not now, I realised " then he held your hand and kissed your knuckle"give me...no give us a chance let me prove you" saying he came forward.

Pulled you close and hugged you and took you to the bed. As he pulled away you held his arm and pulled him again for kissing him. Your lips touched it felt like an electric shock, you held his face close he made you lie down on the bed as he hovered you, you were eyeing his body and he asks "like what you??" But instead of answering the question you held his nape and pulled him for another kiss. This time both of you were fighting for dominance while his hand makes its way inside your top to your breasts giving it a slight squeeze. Suddenly there was a knock on the door, but your husband couldn't care less, you had to tap his shoulder to break the kiss. Both of your were breathless jay asked "Let it be.. I am busy right now." Saying this he was coming close and there was another knock and you can hear your mother-in-law calling the two of you "Jayb open the door I need to talk to y/n" hearing her voice you force JayB to move finally you made yourself presentable and rushed to open the door. The door opened and your mother-in-law saw your hair a little messy and Jayb in bed asked "did I disturb you guys???" You blushed and answered "noo...noo we weren't doing anything. But what happened??" Your mother-in-law replied "you know the wedding all of us are going , so I am just asking if you have any unsold paintings!? Your dad was bragging about your artistic side, so those guys asked if we could gift them? I am so sorry ..that we..." Before she could complete the sentence you stopped her and said " noo mom..firstly thank you much for supporting me ...and yes I do have a lot and since its a marriage I have something you can look" to which your mother-in-law said " actually I have seen it all I love it I'll just tell Jackson to pick one" to you smiled and she asked another question "you need to get ready will be leaving soon??" You nodded and your mom says "go fast, I'll get ready as well" And your mother-in-law leaves you. You reached your room to find JayB all dressed up in black suit. "I am ready. Take your time and look beautiful... I'll be waiting downstairs " saying this he kissed your cheek. You got ready you wore a backless body hugging black gown, did your make up, tied your hair up in a bun and you made your way down. As you reached down you saw JayB waiting. His eyes sparkled as he looked at you and whispered "beautiful". He gave you his hand and you gladly took it. He placed hand on the back and whispered "I'll have to keep you close or else people will keep eyeing you" saying this he kissed your nape and walked you to the car. You reached the venue and you waited for JayB. He came and held your back entering the venue.

Entering the venue the first thing you saw was Shownu and Kihyun you didn't understand why these guys were here, because as per jackson they are the rival mafia. Soon you spotted Minhyuk on stage with Tzuyu, seeing them together you rolled your eyes and you checked JayB for his reaction. Your blood boiled seeing his expression. His eyes were fixed at Tzuyu like he has lost something. You smiled and whispered "seriously you're simping right now???" Hearing this changed his posture and smiled "your ex-boyfriend is also there, how do you feel??" Hearing this you smiled "fuck you... Unlike you I moved on.. and soon I'll be divorcing you as well" saying this you made your way to the bar. You ordered drinks back to back. Your alcohol tolerance is pretty high and you see Hyungwon join beside you "hey y/n long time no see??" He smiled and said "so long.. yet I still don't like you" you cheered the glass and said "the feeling is mutual won" he laughs and throws another question "I don't remember sending you any invites ?" To which you replied "you did...apparently to my husband " and winked hearing this he raised his eyebrows and asked "that would be??" "Let me introduce myself then...heyy Hyungwon this Lim y/n " then he congratulated you and said "I assume arranged marriage? Don't you miss minhyuk" To which you reply "yes arranged marriage... because I don't make the same mistake twice also, I don't pick up garbage. For me if I throw something away it's gone.." you said and started walking "don't stare too much" you said and went to Mark and Jackson and bambam. As you joined them, Jackson asks "jeez you reek of alcohol, how much do you drink??" To which you replied "I am standing straight so not much" saying this you witness the ceremony where two cheaters get married to each other. You called your brother Jake and asked him to pick you up tomorrow because you miss mom and dad. As the ceremony ended Minhyuk met you "heyy... I didn't expect you to be here." You smiled and said "me neither but you invited us to come." With confusion on his face he asked "I don't really remember inviting you? " To which you said "you invited my husband's whole family and so I have to be here." The moment you said your husband it was visible he was shocked and still managed to throw another question "you got married???" To which you replied "yes to Lim Jaebeom" hearing this he said "no he married the daughter of the biggest and greatest mafia in korea y/f/n " you smiled and "that's my father!!" He was even more shocked "we dated yet you never said anything about your family" you smiled sarcastically "so now you regret cheating??" He didn't say anything "it's late anyway..I would take my leave and congratulations" you said and went home with Jackson.

You reached home and went to your bedroom and changed yourself in a white silk night gown. You made your way to your room and started to paint. At 3 in the morning you heard noises from outside you went out and saw JayB covered in blood you made your way to him. You saw him walking fine. You entered the bedroom and asked "are you injured ??" To which he replied "not really." Then he looked at his shirt and said "it's not mine. I..."before he could finish the sentence you took some ointment and applied it on his forehead and his lower lip. All this time he was constantly looking at you. You cleaned his small wounds and said " change yourself and sleep." You were about to leave the room but he held your wrist and said "I am sorry.." you didn't say anything instead you turned around and bent down to his level and pecked his lips and whispered "sleep" saying this you left the room n slept in another room.

Next morning Jake came and you packed your stuff while your husband was sleeping and you were gone. JayB woke up in the afternoon with a killing headache he saw near the nightstand you left him tablet and a glass of juice. He chugged it and noticed a few of your things were missing. He stood up and looked around, he called your name but he didn't find you. So after getting changed he went down and asked Jackson if he had seen you to which he replied "this morning Jake came to pick her, she went to her home" hearing this he closed his eyes and took the keys jackson asked " where are you going???" To which JayB yelled "to y/n "

He reached home and met your parents. They asked him if everything is fine and he said "yes I just miss her. Can I please see her? " Hearing this your father laughed and said "OOO this new phase...go take the stairs in the first room at the left" he nodded. As he saw you. You were wearing shorts and a tank top,hair in a messy bun and you were smoking a joint. You thought it was your house help and said "get me more of this! " But as you turn around you see JayB standing there. "What are you doing here?" JayB walked inside and closed the door "I came for you...how could you go without informing me??" Meanwhile you threw the joint away. "I am not your property, I can go wherever I want to" He then asked "so you smoke joint. What are the other things that you do that I don't know about ?" You smiled and said "a lot...but don't bother to learn" he walked you and said "I am sorry for yesterday " you nodded "once I come back from China let's get divorced ." You declared all he could say was "No you can't and I will never leave you. Divorce was never an option in this relationship " hearing this you raised your eyebrows and "yet putting on a show marriage was?" Hearing this he turned around and locked the door "I am sorry for all these times but let me make up for you please" to which you replied "okay.. then look me in the eyes and repeat after me, y/n I love you and I have no feelings for anyone else apart from you" hearing this JayB walked near you . He came closer and took your hand and pulled you close and he held your waist and said "y/n I love you and I do not have any feelings for anyone else." He said this without breaking the eye contact, now you were shifting. He slowly bent down and kissed your neck. You put a hand on his chest but he removes it and instead holds it and pulls it towards him, he sits on the bed and you straddle him. Soon his kisses move to your collar bone and start to mark you and suck you. You moved your neck giving him more access while hold his neck and gridding on him and you whispered breathlessly "I haven't forgiven you yet..." Jayb's hand slowly getting under the tank top exploring every inch of you. Slowly he removed your top and he started sucking in your cleavage while you were grinding and he is breathless too but asks "then why am I doing this ?" He unhooked your bra and threw it away and started slowly massaging your breasts. You touched his shirt and force him to remove it and whispered"because you are good at it" hearing this he connected his lips to yours the kiss was so rough as if he was waiting for it. He started sucking you and marking you all over your breasts and stomach he then removed your shorts and then he took off your panties and kept it in his pocket. As he started sucking your clit while you held his hair. He slowly inserted two finger inside and kept on sucking. You grasp as his inserted two fingers but you soon adjusted and you whispered " jay I want you...kiss me come here" hearing this he wasted no time he removed his pants you saw his length and thought he indeed was big and he hovered over you and positioned himself and whispered while kissing your nape "love this is going to hurt but you'll adjust to it slowly." Hearing this you moaned while he sucking your soft spot he inserted himself you felt a pang but he distracted you with his open mouthed kisses you adjusted and whispered between kisses "jay move please.." you were holding his neck while pulling him for another kiss hearing this he increased his pace and after few minutes you felt a knot in your stomach and cried "jay please I am about...." Before you could complete he kissed you again and moaned your name as you both reached your climax. JayB whispered in your ear "I love you y/n" you smiled you didn't say anything.

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[part of Welcome to the Exodus Mall] All Our Broken Places by yehet-me-up [26,7k words] f!reader, 1990s!au, mall!au, set in seattle, exes to lovers || mature

Frozen North by yehet-me-up [12,3k words | 5 ch] f!reader, radio show!au, horror, phone conversations, strangers to lovers || teen and up

Midnight Summer by yeoldontknow [4k words] f!reader, 1980s!au, smut, strangers to lovers || explicit🔞

The Lyricism of You by yeoldontknow [9k words] f!reader, friends to lovers || teen and up

Torque by yeoldontknow [9,2k words] f!reader, stunt driving!au, strangers to lovers || explicit🔞

❧ otn/multi ☙

✪ Signing away our hearts by unnieunnie [52,9k words | 18 ch] chanyeol x jongdae x minseok || royalty!au, arranged marriage || mature

✪ The benefits of neighborliness by unnieunnie [223,3k words | 66 ch] chanyeol x jongdae x minseok || a/b/o!au, neighbours!au || explicit🔞

[cherryeol04]

Looking for RP Partner

💖Intro💖

 Hello wonderful people! 👋

I'm looking for some roleplay partners. I don't really have a limit on how many I want to take in or anything, so if you're interested, then let me know in the dms! But before you message me, please kindly read the following notes about me and what I'm looking for. Even if you don't meet all the criteria, I'm more than willing to give you a chance! Though age is a hard requirement that has to be met! Anything with a * next to it is a requirement I’m looking for in a partner.

Most, if not all roleplays will be NSFW

Yes, it'll have some spicy times in it, but it's mostly deemed NSFW because of the themes I like to write.

Dark themes, triggering situations, adult content - everything, of course, will be preplanned with long discussions of triggering topics, hard limits and such.

🔞 Partners must be at least 19+!🔞*

My style is 3rd pov, past tense.

I’m looking for someone who also does 3rd pov, past tense, but I will also accept present tense as well!

Semi to Literate*

I love long replies and I do enjoy giving them as well. However, I understand that sometimes you can't always give long responses, and that's okay too. I just ask no one-liners

Currently looking for MxM pairings and plots!*

I do not stick to one plot!

This just means I'm open to having more than one plot going with many different face claims. So if you would like to plot a pirate au with Hongjoong from Ateez and a wolf au with Chanyeol from EXO, I'm the person for you!

Currently there is no limit for the amount of plots I will do with one person.

I control more than one character

This is different from god-modding

This just means that in our plot, I can (and prefer) to control more than one character. So while my main face claim may be Chan from Stray Kids, I may also play Felix and Seungmin to add a little more substance and character development to the plot. 

While I would like for you to also have more than one character, I don’t expect it of you if you’re not comfortable with it. 

With regards to NPCs (the barista working at the café they visit, or the random people they meet along the way), either one of us can control them at any time as long as it’s to move the plot along.

Preferred platforms:

Line

Discord

As of right now, I think that's everything. Again, if you're interested, pm me! If you have any questions, also pm me!!

⚜ OC Information ⚜

Age: 25+

Time zone: -5 EST

Work Schedule: Mon-Fri 8-5

Replies may be sporadic throughout the week, with the majority of replies coming in the evening time.

Weekends will bring more replies, unless I have plans with friends/family or I’m on call for work

My face claims are never set. So if you're looking for a specific person, please review the list of face claims I rp and let me know. Otherwise I'll base my face claims on what the plot is.

❣ Preferred Plots, Themes & Genres ❣

Fantasy Au

Omegaverse AU / Wolf Au / ABO Au

Fluff, Romance, Humor

Horror

Dystopian AU

Post-Apocalyptic AU

Academy Au

Boss/Employee AU

College/University AU

Disney Movie AU

Mafia/Gang Au

Magic AU

Pirates AU

Royalty AU

Soulmate AU

Mythology

Tropes:

Arranged Marriage

Class Difference

Exes to Lovers

Fake/Pretend Relationships

First’s (date, kiss, ect.)

Forbidden Love

Male Pregnancy

Polyamory

String of Fate

💫 Face Claims 💫

*There is no specific faceclaim I want at the moment. Most of my face claims will be male. Looking for more Stray Kids plots!!!*** The 🌸 next to the name indicates my preferred face claim from that group.**

EXO

Chanyeol

Baekhyun🌸

Cen

Suho

Sehun

GOT7

Mark🌸

Yugyeom

Nu’est

Minhyun

Ren🌸

Stray Kids

Chan

Hyunjin

Jisung🌸

Seungmin

Minho

Vixx

N🌸

Hongbin

Hyuk

🖋 Writing Samples 🖋

OC Character - Kayden Park

Kayden was overjoyed. He hadn’t thought tulips would grow at this time of the year, but entering the garden he found a wide variety of them, pristine and in full bloom. They were the one flower that Kayden had really hoped would grow because after he read what their meanings were, he knew almost instantly who he wanted to give them to.

Specifically the red tulips.

Some might say he falls too easily and others might say he loves too hard. But in reality, Kayden couldn’t control who he was or how he felt about people. When he found someone he liked, he became attached to them, trying to be as close as possible while nurturing their growing relationship - whatever it might be. Even if that person got on his nerves all the time, or they ended up doing things that very honestly scared him, ending a relationship just wasn’t in Kayden’s vocabulary.

Red tulips symbolize true love, or a soulmate. Kayden had a specific person in mind and while he wouldn’t say it was true love - hell Atreyu could barely stand him in a good - he did think the other was his soulmate. Despite their ups and downs and the multitude of times he was locked out of the dorm and left to fend for himself for the night, Kayden knew that what he had with Atreyu was special - indescribable even.

And while he couldn’t find the words, he knew the flowers would do the best job. So after carefully plucking five of the tulips, he handed back inside and to his room where he had left his roommate. Atreyu had been in one of his moods again, refusing to speak to Kayden, so hopefully the flowers would double as something to cheer him up.

“Atreyu~!” he sang happily as he opened the door, hoping he hadn’t disturbed the other but knowing he probably did. He braced himself to be hit with a pillow or something, even a “go away” in his harsh and icy tone. But when he got no greeting in return, Kayden took a moment to actually look around the room.

It was empty.

And not just in a way that said Atreyu left to go mope somewhere. It was truly empty. The smile on his face slowly fell as he stepped into the room. His bed was made, but it lacked a lived-in feel - as if a maid had come in and just fixed the bed to make it look presentable. The nightstand next to the bed was barren, everything Atreyu had kept there gone.

Kayden didn’t want to jump to conclusions but his mind was already racing. He crossed the space quickly and yanked open the drawers. Barren. Turning, he moved to the closet next and opened it. Nothing. Everything that had belonged to Atreyu was gone.

He was gone.

As Kayden stood there, reality slowly came crashing down as he realized he was alone. No note. No text. No goodbye. He clenched the tulips tightly in his hand before releasing them and letting them drop to the floor.

Stupid.

He had been so stupid and this is what he got.

Silently, Kayden walked over to his bed and sat down on it gingerly, eyes staring blankly ahead.

Alone.

No matter what he did, he was always going to be alone.

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ABO AU - Chan, Jisung, Seungmin, Changbin

Jisung laughed and nodded, pulling back some from the other. “Tonight…supposedly.” He said and shrugged. “But my body has been weird lately, so it may hold off another day. I hope it does cause I wanna be able to spend time with you. It’s been so long.”

Jisung had honestly missed the omega. He hadn’t seen Hyunjin since the night of the attack. The last thing Jisung could recall was rolling on top of Hyunjin to protect him from the blade before calling for help. Chan had told him already that if it weren’t for him, Hyunjin probably would have ended up dying. 

So if that meant Jisung suffered from nightmares and a sore side (with a near death experience of his own), then so be it. It was worth it. 

He grunted when Felix suddenly tackled them both, hugging them tightly. “Yeah! What Lixie said.” He said and whined. “Felix, my side.” He hissed softly. 

Chan watched the three, smiling fondly. He walked over and patted Felix’s head gently. “Come in Lix, be careful with them.” He said gently. “They’re both still healing.” 

Seungmin peeked his head out of the kitchen before hiding once more, afraid to face Hyunjin. He felt so guilty still for turning his back on the omega so fast. Things from that had been hectic, chaotic. Feelings were hurt, people were hurt and Seungmin may have chosen the wrong side. 

He still fully believed how things were handled was inexcusable and that was mostly on Chan’s part but knowing the other was Hyunjin’s soulmate and seeing first hand what a soulmate bond looked like through Jisung and Minho, Seungmin sort of understood where everyone was coming from. It couldn’t be helped, the attraction.

He wanted to apologize for being such an ass but he was afraid Hyunjin wouldn’t accept it. He didn’t want to cause discourse in the pack because the others seemed so hellbent on getting Hyunjin in the pack and they were happy. He would be happy too, he just wasn’t sure if Hyunjin would be happy around him. 

Meanwhile, Changbin made his exit from the kitchen and smiled. “We’ll looky here.” He called. “Chan really did bring us a present.” He teased. 

If you have made this far down, thank you so much!!! If you're interested at all in rping, please send me a dm or an ask! I'm looking for long term partners to create beautiful worlds together! 💖

[shesdreamingofamonster]

Bound by Blood (I)

Word Count: 3,849

Genre: Vampire! AU, Arranged Marriage! AU

Pairing: Yixing x Reader

Summary: As the princess of one of the six clans sired from the witch who was originally cursed with the vampire virus, you were beckoned to be married to a young Prince before he can assume the throne. You may find more than just your fiance when you arrive.

This was never a life that you asked for. Surviving on the blood of others, and human blood being the only one that tasted the best and lasted the longest. Vampires were always thought to be fiction. Something that the humans would fantasize about and turn into something to enjoy when they were bored in book or televised form. But for you, it was the most real thing in your life. If you could even call it a life. Being immortal since birth, is that something that you could even call a life? You were conceived between two immortals. Your father always told you that your clan began when a mysterious virus infected his forefathers. It was believed to be from a witch who wanted to stay youthful and beautiful for eternity, but when she turned she had no idea that the only thing that would sustain her was blood. My grandmother claimed that she fed on her children while being driven mad with hunger. How horrible it must have been to receive a curse which was disguised as a blessing.

There are several clans which all began with one of the witch’s sires. Six in total, and they are spread out all over the world. We interact with humans, but they still aren’t fully aware of our species yet. Being the “princess” of the Ambrogio clan, you were obligated to sit in at the meetings with the elders. One of which you were currently in and wishing that you could practice your archery instead. Particularly because you were the topic of conversation.

“The Kharis Clan has just had some interesting occurrences,” Mikal was more lively than usual. Your uncle was many centuries older than your father, but he was never fit to take the throne. So, he opted for the head council position instead. “The eldest son has just been announced to be taking the throne from his father, whom is presumed to have grown tired of ruling.” He then turned to you, “A princess is required before he can officially assume the position. And he has requested that she be from one of the three original clans.” You were the eldest daughter in the house, which meant that you would be in the running. You immediately shot up from your chair. “Uncle, I would have appreciated this announcement in private before you presented it to the rest of the Elders.” Your father gave you a side glance. Since you were not queen, you did not have the authority to speak out like that during the council. You gave an apologetic bow as your father raised his hand to quiet you further. “This is wonderful news for the whole clan. Of course, we will accept the union if the prince so wishes.” And just like that, you remembered that your fate was never entirely your own.

That day you locked yourself in your room. Not that it was so horrible, since it was practically an entire suite. But you couldn’t face your father at your usual training session. They were mostly for show now, since you knew the duties of a queen and the woman of the household like the back of your hand. You were born and bred for this marriage, but even so, you wished that you had more say in the matter.

And when the notice was received that the prince had requested your hand in marriage several weeks later, your mother offered comfort. You knew that she was married to your father in a similar fashion, and you believed that they had grown to genuinely love each other. But now she was sending you off to live the same way that she had to. “Be strong my love. Try to find what makes him kind. That is what I did.” You nodded as she pulled you in for a long hug. Then she went to find your father and make arrangements for your send off.

Your send off to a whole new world with a man whom you had never met before.

The plane ride felt like an eternity. And for an immortal, that took a lot. Thankfully, the Prince allowed you to bring a member of your staff whom you felt would make the transition easier. You turned to face your longest and oldest friend. Amren was turned as a young child after she wandered into your territory. She was orphaned when her family died of sickness and was looking through the surrounding area for shelter. Unfortunately, she was met by one of your subjects who had been looking for a meal. You immediately did what you could to make her feel at home. Only recently reaching your maturity at the time, you were young enough to be a friend and a care taker. She eventually offered to become one of your ladies. You told her that she could live in the estate with no need to work, but she was too grateful to be just another mouth to feed. Centuries later, she was still dedicated to you. She took your hand and squeezed it. It was her who offered to join you in your new life. “I will see if I can divulge anything from the staff. And I will alert you to anything off-putting if I hear it.” You smiled back at her with a nod. Your parents would not be joining you for the union, so Amren was the only familiar person that would be with you until the wedding. She had said a snide remark about this situation after you had gotten on board. “Shipping their daughter away without even meeting the man they are giving her to, that seems questionable.” You had told her that it was their duty to remain in the estate. But truthfully, it would have survived without them for a day or two. “That is what happened with my mother as well. The day comes for every daughter in our family to leave home and create a union for our kind. I am just glad that I have you here for mine.”

Your new surroundings were secluded, much like your old ones to keep the humans from wandering in often. But instead of the cold and dreary mountains, here there was an abundance of greenery. As you prepared to get off of the plane, you tried to put a genuinely happy look on your face. Amren linked her arm with your own. Her closeness was the best comfort you could get at this time. The door opened, and you expected some of the staff to greet you and take you to your new home. Instead, you saw the curious face of a young man. He was dressed in a well-tailored navy suit which was accessorized with a black rose on his chest pocket. His eyes widened when they met your own. A glint of something else flashed over them for a moment before he gave a small bow, “Prince Zhang Yixing of the Kharis Clan. I am honored to finally meet you Princess,” He then turned towards your companion, “and the lovely Amren. I hope that your flight went well.” He was handsome, of course he was handsome. The immortality also came with exquisite features which drew prey in. But for some reason, you saw softness in his features that made you feel less on edge. “The feeling is mutual my Prince.” He offered his arm and you accepted, releasing Amren’s in the process. She understood the workings of the royals, you were only being cordial. This man would soon be your husband anyways. There were two male staff who accompanied him as well. They each held an umbrella. The Prince took one from the dark-haired boy and instructed the blonde one to hold it for Amren. “The sun is very prominent here, I hope that the adjustment won’t be that much of a pain.” He opened the umbrella and held it over you, shielding you from the strong rays. Unlike what many stories like to say, sunlight doesn’t kill your kind. It only irritates them, leading to headaches and slight nausea if stood in for too long. You were grateful for this gesture, as well as the kindness he was showing toward your friend.

The walk back to the estate was full of The Prince giving you a tour of the grounds. It wasn’t that far from where the plane had landed, but it was enough of a walk to get used to the way that it felt when your body would brush against the Prince’s as you walked. There was something about him that you couldn’t quite put your finger on. But just being near him made you feel safe, and at peace. As you walked, he showed excitement for what was to come from becoming the ruler of his clan. You had asked him if he had any plans. When researching your future empire, you were intrigued to know his answer. “I hope that we can do something to keep the mortals away from our land. Any unnecessary death is not going to help us for when we eventually decide to live in a world where they know we exist.” You turned to see the passion in his face. “My men try to find the biggest predator animals in the area for our people to feed on. The animals that would usually cause the mortals harm.” His aspirations were admirable. Especially when some of the other clans refuse to drink anything other than human blood. “You expect us to live in harmony one day?” Your voice was quizzical, unsure if it was something you could see truly happen. “I hope that harmony is possible. They will find out we are here soon enough, and when that day comes, I hope to be more of a friend than a foe.”

His words left a mark on you. His idea was lovely, but you both knew how hard it would be to convince mortals that the people who depend on taking the lives of others could be a friend to them. The front steps drew closer as you made some friendly conversation. Even if it was a short walk, getting to know this man would make the wedding easier. He dismissed his staff and led you into the main foyer. There was a grand staircase on either side of a luxurious balcony. You had seen this design many times. But the floral carvings into the wood that lined the walls of the building seemed out of place. “That design, it is very peculiar.” Compared to the gothic era décor of your old home, this place seemed much more… alive. “The clan’s namesake decided that she wanted a home which didn’t remind her of her deadly state all the time. Grace and beauty, I suppose that is what she had in mind with this.” As he led you upstairs, he traced the outline of the design on the railing. His fingers moving delicately. You noticed that the house seemed to be filled with lots of decorations for the ceremony, but there didn’t seem to be a lot of staff in the halls. He took you down the hallway then turned to the right, leading to another corridor. At the very end of that hall, there were larger double doors. He opened the door, which led to a beautifully decorated room with a canopy bed. It was filled with different hues of purple and silver. You had a room similar to this back home, however it had a balcony which you could walk out onto which had a view of the mountains. “This is your room until you feel comfortable enough to move into one with me.” You turned to him looking a bit surprised. “You gave me my own room?” He gave a soft smile, “Of course, it is only right. I am sure you feel out of place and having somewhere to call your own might make it better.” You spent some time looking around and he admired you from the doorway. “What do you think?” You smiled widely, “It is wonderful! Thank you, Yixing.” That was the first time you had used his name to address him, and he found it very relieving.

His smile made you understand that he genuinely just wanted to make you feel comfortable. He needed a wife to take the throne, but he didn’t want to force you to become a wife immediately. “Princess, please do not be afraid to let me know if there is anything you desire. I know how this situation must feel. The workers and I will always be only a call away. For now, I will leave you to settle in.” Before leaving he turned to Amren, “and your room is three doors down to the left. I assumed you would want to remain close to your lady.” She gave a grateful smile, “Thank you, it really does mean a lot my Prince.” You reached out your arm to take his hand softly before he whisked away. “You truly didn’t have to do all of this. I appreciate your efforts. And please, you may as well call me Y/N. We needn’t the formalities anymore.” He gave a small squeeze, firm but gentle, “Alright Y/N. I will see you for the proceedings tonight.” The way he said your name seemed to sound as if it was meant to be said by him. There was such an odd familiarity, but you released his hand and let him leave to close the door behind him. With his absence came a sort of longing in your bones.

Amren turned to you with an odd look on her face. One that you related with mischievous thoughts from all of your years with her. “What is it?” You asked as you bent down to lift your luggage up. Many of your belongings were sent to the estate ahead of time so that you wouldn’t have to wait for them. Unpacking your favorite casual clothes and laying them out, you weren’t looking at her, only waiting for the response. “The Prince does seem very kind. He is also one of your most handsome suitors yet.” You scoffed. There had been others, but they were hardly suitors. The son of the stable keeper, the high lord from the United Kingdom who didn’t hold any royal positions but was charming enough for a small summer fling, the visitor who brought a dying child to your lands in hopes of saving his life. All of them had their own reasons for getting some bit of your heart. But it was never truly your heart to give. You had to agree that if you were to be bound to someone for eternity, Yixing wasn’t such a bad option. There were princes who had their fun trying to win your father’s approval just for the sake of gaining another place to scavenge for human victims to torment for their amusement. “He does seem genuine. And aren’t we all visions of perfection?” She gave a small giggle. “You know what I mean.” You weren’t sure if you should bring up the odd things that seemed to be happening to you when it came to your new fiancé.

After getting your things all situated, you helped Amren get settled in her own room. It was not the size of yours, but it was bigger than you expected for one of your ladies. She was very delighted. “Look at these silks! They are definitely some of the finest I have ever laid my eyes on.” She leaned over to survey the fabric, taking it into her hands, “My hands too!” You were happy that Amren seemed to like your new home. She was also provided her own bathroom with a decent sized bathtub. You searched for a blue embroidered suitcase and found it sitting near the wardrobe cabinet. A sheepish grin filled your face as you called to her. “Amren, I have a little surprise for you.” She wandered away from the fabric to meet you across the room. “Should I be scared?” You rolled your eyes. “Only if fashion is horrifying to you.” You opened the luggage to reveal several new outfits for her. “I thought that a new home could use some new clothes to go along with it. Of course, I won’t be offended if you don’t wear them, but I wanted to get you something special. For being my most loyal friend and family.” Her intake of breath was enough to let you know that she loved them. She pulled out a cashmere sweater from your favorite designer’s fall collection. “Y/N, you spoil me! Thank you!” She laid the item on the bed before squeezing you tightly. She almost had as much energy as when she was a newborn when she got excited. The sparkle in her eyes was beautiful. “It is the least that I could do. You always mention that you like the things of hers that I wear.” Being a part of high society also had its perks with the mortal world. This particular designer had been dating a very abusive man when you had stumbled upon her. You had your men take care of him and made sure that she lived her life to the fullest. Her designs were in a boutique in a small city before you found her, now they were on the runways of Milan. You always tried to help what humans that you could and turning them wasn’t the only way. You opened orphanages up in the area where Amren was from in hopes of preventing another child from being infected or killed looking for a place to stay. When she found out, she threw her arms around you and wept. She had accepted her fate, but that doesn’t mean she didn’t mourn her mortal life.

You looked at the clock on the wall and realized that it was time to get ready. Most of Yixing’s court would be welcoming you to the estate tonight. A party was being held in your honor, and you were supposed to meet the Prince in an hour. Amren’s eyes widened. “Let’s turn you in to the prettiest thing in the room my love.” A few moments later she was leading you back to your room and sitting you down in front of the mirror. The virus made its victims look naturally stunning, but some makeup and hair-dos added allure. Your hair was curled and braided to rest on your head with a small jeweled crown. It was the one reserved for occasions where status was important, but not where you needed to attend to royal duties. A red lip paired with a maroon gown that hugged your hips and spread out near your feet were what Amren decided would make you stand out. Many people think that your kind wear red all the time, in all honestly, most strayed away from the color of their food. Black peep toe stilettos adorned your feet. Looking in the mirror, you seemed almost as dangerous as you were. “I will meet you at the party. Till then, enjoy the Prince’s company.” Amren kissed your cheek as she sent you away.

When Yixing turned, he didn’t expect to be caught off guard by your beauty. “Shall we be off then?” You asked as he took your sight in. Even the scent of you was intoxicating. He lent his arm towards you and you wrapped yours around it. “You look lovely tonight Y/N.” You smiled to yourself before turning your head towards his. “The same can be said for you.” Yixing was wearing a charcoal suit with silver embroidery in the shape of swirls. He led you to what you could only assume was his office. A large mahogany desk sat in the center of the room with a velvet chair behind it. On the desk was a large black box which was also made of the same material. “I was hoping that you wouldn’t have a necklace to wear tonight.” He lowered his arm to take your hand and led you to the desk. “Were you now?” You said back amused and raised your free hand to your collar bone. He opened the box to reveal a silver necklace with a stunning black shimmering stone in the middle. “It is black goldstone, not the most precious, but I thought it was as breathtaking as the woman I bought it for.” The way that the sparkles reflected in the light made it resemble the night sky, miles away from human civilization, where the stars shined brightly for the creatures of the night. “It is gorgeous!” He lifted it from the case and gestured towards your neck, “May I?” You nodded and lowered your hand, leaving your collarbone free for the dazzling jewel to rest upon. You clasped it in your hand as you admired it some more. When you looked up, Yixing was doing the same to you.

There seemed to be something happening between you both which you had never felt before. “Y/N, I hope that I am not being so intrusive, but may I ask you something?” “Of course, anything.” Then he moved closer and it was like you felt an invisible string linking him to you. Making you crave more of him whenever he was near. “Do you feel like we have known each other much longer than we have? As if there is something between us that you cannot explain?” You moved closer, and placed your hand on his chest before looking up at his face, his eyes, his lips. “Yes, I know exactly what you mean.” He placed his hands on your sides, then he casually slid them lower and lower to your hips. The dress leaving little fabric in between your skin and his own. “I think there is a reason why I was drawn to your picture, your description. It is like I was supposed to pick you before I even knew that I would be taking the throne.” You tilted your head up. If your skin could flush, you would be red all over your chest. The closer you were the more your body took over for you. Thought seemed to drift away. You only heard of one thing that could cause such emotions like this in a short time. Some of your kind wait several lifetimes to find what you have found by pure chance. This was the first time that you were alone with him since you had gotten here. The first time that you had truly been able to focus solely on each other. Feeling his hands on you, you wanted him to stay there forever. You wanted him to wrap you up in him and never let you go. “Who would have thought that a princess from the Ambrogio clan would be my mate.”

Your mate. A mate that could have slipped away if the circumstances weren’t exactly as they were.

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Most of my longfics are posted on Asianfanfics, while my oneshots can be read on tumblr. Everything is linked below, feel free to take a look! 🩷

🌸 Short Stories and Oneshots (< 20k words)

✨ Sunshine  ✔

Greek AU/Reincarnation AU Genres: Fluff, Angst, Fantasy

✨ Golden Eyes (💗) ✔

Wolf AU Genres: Hurt/Comfort, Supernatural

✨ A Siren’s Pearl   ✔

Siren AU Genres: Romance, Supernatural

✨ Insatiable  (💥💗)  ✔

Vampire/Hunter AU Genres: Romance, Suspense

✨ The Queen of Hades  ✔

Hades and Persephone AU Genres: Romance, Fantasy

✨ Hearts of Gold  ✔

Soulmate AU/Christmas AU Genres: Romance, Angst

✨ To The Stars  ✔

Fairytale AU Genres: Romance, Fantasy

✨ Not What He Seems  ✔

Youtuber AU/Ghost Hunter AU Genres: Romance, Mystery

✨ The Fox’s Bride  ✔

Japanese Mythology AU Genres: Romance, Supernatural, Fluff

✨ Venenum  ✔

Mafia AU Genres: Romance, Thriller, Action

✨ My Lady  ✔

Historical AU Genres: Romance, Fluff

🌸 Longfics (> 20k words)

✨ Wolfbound (💥💗)

Wolf AU with ABO dynamics Genres: Romance, Hurt/Comfort, Supernatural

✨ re:start (💥) ✔

Special Agent AU / Exes to Lovers AU Genres: Romance, Thriller, Hurt/Comfort

✨ Phoenix  (💥) ✔

Zombie AU Genres: Romance, Thriller, Action 1 2 3 4 5 6 (click here for more chapters)

✨ Spellbound (💥💗) ✔

Vampire AU / Soulmate AU Genres: Romance, Supernatural, Hurt/Comfort

✨ Straight to Hell (💥💗)  ✔

Demon AU Genres: Romance, Supernatural

✨ Adversus (💥)  ✔

Obsession AU Genres: Dark Romance, Thriller

✨ The War in our Hearts  ✔

Royal AU / Arranged Marriage AU Genres: Romance, Historical

✨ Zero-Four (💥) ✔

Bodyguard AU Genres: Romance, Thriller

[tsukiwrite]

༺ waltz 'til you're sore ♟ baekchen fic

Every five years Baekhyun is met with his greatest enemy and soon-to-be husband... And at the age of 21, he is to teach him how to dance.

✧ royalty!au ✦ arranged marriage ✧ enemies to lovers ✦ ongoing

When Baekhyun first met Jongdae, he was a brat. Not in the way that Baekhyun was a brat, but instead in the way that made Baekhyun’s blood boil. He was so unlike Baekhyun, there was nothing he could truly see in Jongdae’s eyes as friend-worthy. So there Jongdae was, in pristine pressed clothing that took Baekhyun’s mother 20 minutes to wrestle him into, with a big grin on his face. The worst thing was that it was a kind smile, not one with hidden malice, not a cheeky or cocky one. But a smile any other child would give to a potential friend. But Baekhyun wasn’t looking for a potential friend in Jongdae. After all, why would he want to befriend the one he would be wedded to?

[forever-once-gone]

Kpop Fic Recs

(fics, drabbles, asks, just any sort of fiction really)

*tags tend to overlap*

*if the links aren’t working, go to the tags and click to the tag you’d like to explore. the links are just links to tag pages, so whether you use the links or the tags, it’s the same thing either way*

BTS:

Kim Seokjin - #jin fic rec

Min Yoongi - #yoon fic rec

Jung Hoseok - #hobi fic rec

Kim Namjoon - #joon fic rec

Park Jimin - #chim fic rec

Kim Taehyung - #tae fic rec

Jeon Jungkook - #koo fic rec

Poly(some members)/ot7(all members) - #bts poly fic rec or #bts ot7 fic rec

EXO:

*I don’t know EXO really, but since I have read and enjoyed fics featuring them, I have included them on this list.  So, please, don’t hate me for not knowing them ;-; (I will get to know them better eventually!)*

Poly(some members)/ot9(all members) - #exo poly fic rec or #exo ot9 fic rec

Park Chanyeol - #chanyeol fic rec

Kim Jongin - #jongin fic rec

Aus:

abo/omegaverse - #abo au fic rec

artificial intelligence/ai - #ai au fic rec

arranged marriage - #arranged marriage au fic rec

bad boy - #bad boy au fic rec

demon - #demon au fic rec

fake dating/marriage - #fake dating marriage au fic rec

fantasy/supernatural - #fantasy au fic rec or #supernatural au fic rec

hanahaki - #hanahaki au fic rec

hybrid - #hybrid au fic rec

idol/celebrity - #idol au fic rec

mafia/gang - #mafia gang au fic rec

married - #married au fic rec

office/ceo - #office au fic rec

royalty - #royalty au fic rec

soulmate - #soulmate au fic rec

sugar daddy/sugar momma/sugaring - #sugar daddy au fic rec

vampire - #vampire au fic rec

werewolf - #werewolf au fic rec

yandere - #yandere au fic rec

[elysiangroundsforall]

I Plead Guilty

"I am guilty of loving you"

Ch-1

It had been two years since EXO parted ways with SM Entertainment, embarking on a new chapter of independence and self-determination. In that time, Baekhyun successfully removed INB100 from under its former parent company, 100hundred, while Suho took a bold step forward by establishing EXO-PLANET, a company dedicated to overseeing the group’s collective activities.

With a shared vision for their future, Kyungsoo’s CompanySooSoo and Baekhyun’s INB100 became official subsidiaries of EXO-PLANET, each playing a crucial role in managing the members’ solo careers. INB100 took charge of Baekhyun, Xiumin, Chen, and Chanyeol, ensuring their individual artistic pursuits thrived, while CompanySooSoo provided dedicated support for Kyungsoo, Kai, Sehun, and Suho. Meanwhile, EXO-PLANET remained at the heart of it all, overseeing the band’s collective endeavors and ensuring their legacy remained intact.

The journey to reclaim their name and artistic identity, however, was far from easy. It had been a grueling legal battle—long, exhausting, and filled with challenges. Yet, the members stood united, fighting tirelessly to protect what they had built over the years. In the end, a settlement was reached: SM Entertainment would receive a mere 2% of the revenue generated from the songs released during their tenure under the company. It was a small price to pay for the freedom they had so fiercely pursued.

With their hard-earned independence secured, EXO now stood stronger than ever, free to shape their destiny on their own terms.

With their hard-earned independence secured, EXO now stood stronger than ever, free to shape their destiny on their own terms. The past two years had been a battle—both in and out of the courtroom—but the members had emerged victorious, united, and ready to move forward.

Despite the challenges, life as independent artists brought a renewed sense of excitement. The members found solace in the simple things: late-night studio sessions, brainstorming future projects, and most importantly, the camaraderie they had always cherished.

The night of their 15th-anniversary concert felt like the perfect culmination of everything they had fought for. The cheers of EXO-Ls still echoed in their minds, a reminder that their bond with their fans had only grown stronger over time.

The next morning, the EXO dorm was filled with the comforting sounds of laughter and clinking dishes as the members enjoyed breakfast together. The atmosphere was light, a stark contrast to the whirlwind of emotions from the previous night's concert. Kai sat at the table, absentmindedly swirling his spoon in his bowl of cereal while Sehun teased Baekhyun about his latest hair color experiment.

Suddenly, Suho’s phone buzzed on the table, interrupting the cheerful conversation. He glanced at the screen and saw the caller ID: Vice President Lee Min-soo. With a small sigh, he stood up, excusing himself from the table.

"Who is it, hyung?" Chanyeol asked through a mouthful of toast.

"Work," Suho replied simply, stepping into the hallway for privacy. He answered the call with his usual composed tone.

"Hello?"

A serious voice on the other end greeted him. "CEO-nim, there’s something you need to know."

Suho frowned. "Is it really that important? I’m having breakfast with the members right now."

"Yes, boss. It is."

Pinching the bridge of his nose, Suho leaned against the wall. "Okay. What is it?"

"I've received information that a girl is planning to go to court. She's claiming that unless she’s given 20 million won, she’s going to accuse Kai of getting her pregnant and abandoning her."

Suho froze, his heart skipping a beat. "...What?!" he nearly shouted, his voice echoing down the hall.

In the dining room, Kai and the others glanced toward him, startled by the sudden outburst.

Suho lowered his voice but couldn’t hide his disbelief. "Who is she?"

"Kim Si-un. Fourteen years old," Min-soo responded gravely.

Suho’s blood ran cold. "Fourteen?!" he repeated, struggling to comprehend the absurdity of the situation. "Why is a 14-year-old doing this?"

"We’re still investigating, but we can't guarantee she won’t take this to court even if we comply with her demands. I believe it would be wise for us to lawyer up immediately."

Suho rubbed his forehead in frustration. "This is insane… Alright. I’ll talk to Jongin and Kyungsoo. In the meantime, gather all the details you can and keep me updated. We need to handle this quietly and swiftly."

"Understood, CEO-nim."

Ending the call, Suho took a deep breath, steadying himself before walking back into the living room. His eyes locked onto Kai, who was laughing at something Baekhyun had said, completely unaware of the storm brewing.

"Jongin, Kyungsoo" Suho called, his tone firm but gentle.

Kai and Kyungsoo looked up, still chewing their food. "Yes, hyung?" kyungsoo responded, sensing the shift in Suho’s demeanor.

The room fell silent, all eyes on the leader. They knew something was wrong.

"We need to talk."

Kai’s smile faltered as he put down his spoon, his gaze searching Suho’s for answers. "What’s going on?"

Suho hesitated for a moment, glancing around at the other members before deciding to tell him privately. "Come with me."

Kai exchanged worried glances with Kyungsoo before getting up and following Suho down the hall. The unease in the room lingered long after they left.

"Hyung... what happened?" Jongin asked, his voice laced with concern as he followed Suho into the hallway.

Junmyeon took a deep breath, his expression serious. "Jongin, do you know a girl named Kim Si-un? Please answer honestly."

Jongin blinked, confused. "Hyung, you know I would never lie to you... but I have heard that name before. Why?"

Suho’s eyes narrowed. "Where did you hear it?"

Before Jongin could respond, Kyungsoo's voice cut through the tension. "Wait! Isn’t that the girl who keeps sending you letters?"

Jongin turned to him in surprise. "Letters? What letters?"

Suho’s face grew even more tense. "Letters?" he repeated.

"They were just fan mails," Kyungsoo said with a shrug. "She sent them to the office. Nothing out of the ordinary."

Suho wasn't convinced. "Are you sure her name was Kim Si-un?"

"I'm sure," Kyungsoo replied, frowning. "But I'll ask someone to check right now."

Suho exhaled sharply, nodding. "Do it. This is urgent."

Kyungsoo immediately pulled out his phone and dialed the receptionist, Yang Ji-min. The call was picked up after a few rings.

"Good morning, Jimin-ssi," Kyungsoo greeted, trying to keep his voice steady.

"Good morning, CEO-nim. Is there something I can help you with?" Ji-min replied politely.

"Yes, could you please check the fan mail room and see if there are any letters addressed to Jongin from someone named Kim Si-un? Also... do you remember anything about her? Has she ever visited the office personally?"

There was a brief pause before Ji-min responded. "Kim Si-un… yes, I remember her. She’s a sweet girl. She used to come by in person, waiting a few minutes to see if she could catch a glimpse of the members. CEO-nim, there are several letters for Jongin from her here."

Kyungsoo exchanged a worried glance with Suho before replying, "Alright, can you send all of them over to EXO-PLANET immediately? And also, please check the CCTV footage. Ask security to pull a still image of her face and send that as well."

"Of course, CEO-nim," Ji-min said, her professionalism unwavering.

"Thank you, Jimin-ssi," Kyungsoo said, hanging up.

Turning to Jongin, Suho’s face grew grim. "Now will you please tell us what’s going on?" Jongin asked, his brows furrowed.

Suho exhaled heavily. "Kim Si-un is threatening to go to court. She's claiming that you got her pregnant and abandoned her. And if that’s not enough, she's saying she'll accuse you of... forcing yourself on her unless she’s paid 20 million won."

Jongin’s face drained of color. "What...?" His voice cracked, his mind racing.

"And the biggest twist," Suho continued, his jaw clenched, "she's only fourteen years old."

Kyungsoo's eyes widened in shock. "What?! Against who?"

Suho looked directly at Jongin. "Against him."

Jongin took a step back, shaking his head in disbelief. "Hyung, I swear... I've never even met her!"

"I know, Jongin," Suho reassured him, placing a firm hand on his shoulder. "Don't worry. We’ll get the best lawyer in the country. You’re not alone in this."

Kyungsoo nodded firmly. "Let’s get ready and head to the company. We’ll inform the others at the meeting. No point in panicking here."

Suho agreed, his voice steady despite the turmoil within. "Yeah. Let’s move."

With heavy minds and pounding hearts, the three walked back into the living room.

"Guys, get ready. We need to head to the company," Suho announced, his tone leaving no room for questions.

Xiumin, sensing the tension, frowned. "What’s going on?"

"We’ll explain everything there. Just get ready—fast," Jongin said, his voice strained but composed.

Without further questions, the members quickly left the table and hurried to prepare, the weight of the unknown hanging over them like a dark cloud.

The members arrived at EXO-PLANET headquarters, their usual camaraderie replaced by a heavy silence. They walked through the sleek glass doors, the familiar hum of the bustling office doing little to ease the tension that hung thick in the air. Without a word, they made their way to the conference room, where the board of directors, the legal team, and Vice President Lee Min-soo were already seated, their expressions grave.

As the EXO members settled into their seats, Suho took his place at the head of the long, polished table. He straightened his shoulders, scanning the room before offering a curt nod.

"Thank you all for gathering on such short notice," Suho began, his voice steady but laced with concern. "I wish this meeting was under better circumstances, but we have a serious issue to address—one that requires our immediate attention."

The legal team exchanged knowing glances, their expressions unreadable. Vice President Lee Min-soo leaned forward, clearing his throat. "CEO-nim, we've reviewed the preliminary details of the situation. Given the gravity of the accusations, I’ve taken the liberty of contacting the best legal counsel in the country. Fortunately, Y/N has agreed to take on the case."

At the mention of Y/N's name, a ripple of relief spread across the table. Y/N, renowned as the country's top criminal lawyer, had an unparalleled reputation for dismantling even the most complex cases with surgical precision. Her track record of high-profile victories was legendary, and she was known for her unshakable resolve and razor-sharp intellect.

The door to the conference room opened, and in walked Y/N, exuding quiet confidence. Dressed in a sleek black suit, she carried herself with the kind of presence that demanded attention without a single word. She set her briefcase down on the table, her sharp eyes scanning the room before landing on Jongin, who was visibly tense.

"Good morning," she greeted, her voice smooth yet commanding. "I’ve been briefed on the situation, but I’d like to hear it directly from you all."

Suho nodded, motioning for her to take a seat. "Thank you for coming on such short notice, Y/N. We need your help to resolve this as quickly and quietly as possible."

Y/N nodded. "Understood. Let's start from the beginning," she said, her pen poised over a notepad. "Jongin, do you have any prior interaction with Kim Si-un? Anything at all?"

Jongin swallowed hard, his hands gripping the armrests of his chair. "No," he said firmly. "I’ve never met her. I don’t even know what she looks like. The only thing I’ve heard is that she sent me some fan letters... but I’ve never responded to them."

Y/N’s sharp gaze studied him for a moment before she continued. "I see. The fan letters—where are they now?"

Kyungsoo quickly chimed in. "Our receptionist is bringing them over, along with CCTV footage of her visits to the office."

"Good," Y/N said, jotting down notes. "We need to establish a clear timeline and determine if there’s any potential for manipulation. Blackmail of this nature isn’t uncommon, but given her age, it complicates matters significantly."

Suho leaned forward, concern etched across his face. "What are our options here, Y/N?"

Y/N sighed, tapping her pen against the table. "First, we need to verify the authenticity of her claims. We’ll work with forensic experts to analyze the letters and any digital interactions. Second, we need to get ahead of the media. If this leaks, it could irreparably damage not only Jongin but the entire group."

Jongin clenched his jaw. "I just... I don’t understand why this is happening. I’ve done nothing wrong."

Y/N’s gaze softened slightly. "I believe you," she said, her voice firm yet reassuring. "And I’ll do everything in my power to prove it."

A knock at the door interrupted the conversation, and the receptionist entered with a stack of letters and a USB drive containing the requested CCTV footage. Y/N nodded in thanks, quickly flipping through the envelopes.

"This is where we start," she said, standing up. "I'll analyze these personally and cross-reference any details with the security footage. In the meantime, I need you all to remain calm and not engage with this matter publicly."

Suho nodded. "Understood. We trust you, Y/N."

Y/N offered a small, confident smile. "Good. Because I don’t lose."

With that, she gathered the materials and left the room, leaving the members with a renewed sense of hope—but also the sobering realization that a battle was ahead.

As Y/N exited the room, a heavy silence lingered before Baekhyun finally spoke up, breaking the tension.

"Wait, wait, wait—hold on a second," he said, leaning forward with a bewildered expression. "Can someone explain to me what exactly is going on? Who is this girl, and why is she dragging Jonginnie into this mess?"

Xiumin crossed his arms, his brows furrowed in confusion. "Yeah, I feel like I just walked into a crime drama. Junmyeon, you said she’s claiming what?"

Suho exhaled slowly, rubbing his temples. "A 14-year-old girl named Kim Si-un is threatening to go to court, claiming that Jongin got her pregnant and abandoned her."

Gasps filled the room.

"WHAT?!" Chanyeol nearly jumped out of his seat. "That’s insane!"

Jongin ran a hand through his hair, frustration evident on his face. "Hyung, I swear I don't even know her. I’ve never seen her in my life!"

Sehun, looking completely lost, turned to Kyungsoo. "Hyung, you mentioned letters earlier? What letters?"

Kyungsoo nodded. "Yeah. We get tons of fan mail, and I remember seeing her name a few times. The receptionist said she used to drop by the office to leave them in person and would wait a bit to see if she could catch a glimpse of anyone."

Chen frowned. "And you never thought that was... I don’t know, a little weird?"

"It’s not unusual," Kyungsoo replied defensively. "We have a lot of dedicated fans. Some even come by with gifts. We can’t exactly screen every single person."

"But why Jongin?" Sehun asked, his eyes darting between everyone. "Why is she targeting him specifically?"

"That’s what we need to figure out," Suho said, his voice steady but firm. "Look, we don’t know if this is a case of blackmail, delusion, or if someone is pushing her to do this. But what we do know is that we have to act fast and be smart about it."

Lay, who had been attending the meeting online from China, finally spoke up. "So, what happens now? What did the lawyer say?"

Suho sighed. "Y/N is going to analyze the letters and the security footage to establish whether there’s any truth to her story or if we’re dealing with a false accusation. We need to stay calm and let her handle this."

"But what if the media gets wind of this?" Baekhyun asked, worry evident in his voice. "You know how fast these things spread. Even if it’s fake, it could ruin Jongin’s reputation in seconds."

"We’ll release a statement if it comes to that," Lee Min-soo, the Vice President, interjected. "But for now, no one says anything outside of this room. Understood?"

The members all nodded, their expressions a mixture of anxiety and determination.

Chanyeol looked at Jongin, placing a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "Don't worry, bro. We know you didn’t do anything. We'll get through this together."

Jongin forced a small smile but remained quiet, his mind racing with what-ifs and worst-case scenarios.

Suho clapped his hands, regaining their attention. "Alright, everyone. Let’s focus. We’ll reconvene once Y/N has more information. For now, let’s carry on with our schedules and act as normally as possible. No suspicious behavior, no comments to the press, and most importantly—no panic."

With that, the meeting came to an end, but the unease lingered in the air. As they all got up to leave, Jongin stayed behind, staring blankly at the stack of letters Y/N had left behind.

Kyungsoo patted his back gently. "We'll figure it out, Jongin."

Jongin sighed, nodding, but deep down, he couldn't shake the gnawing fear that this was only the beginning.

As the legal team, the directors and the vice president left the conference room only the members were left, the tension in the air was palpable. Jongin remained seated, staring at the stack of fan letters in front of him, his mind swirling with confusion and anxiety. The weight of the accusation hung over him like a dark cloud.

Sehun, still looking unsettled, turned to Suho. “Hyung... This situation... it reminds me of... Kris.”

The room grew even quieter. Everyone exchanged uneasy glances, and Baekhyun let out a shaky breath. “I was just thinking the same thing.”

Jongin’s head snapped up, his eyes wide with alarm. “Come on, guys… You’re not seriously comparing me to him, are you?”

“Of course not,” Chanyeol said quickly, sitting down next to him. “No one is. But the situation—someone making accusations like this—it’s eerily similar. You know how bad things got for him, and how quickly everything spiraled out of control.”

Xiumin nodded, his expression grim. “Once the media got involved, it didn’t even matter what was true or not. The damage was done.”

Suho exhaled deeply, his jaw tense. “That’s exactly why we have to be careful. We saw firsthand what happened when Kris’s scandal broke. The accusations, the media frenzy, the court trials... It destroyed his career. His entire life. Even though we cut ties with him years ago, we were still affected by it. It took us so long to rebuild our reputation after that.”

Kyungsoo crossed his arms, his face serious. “And that’s why we can’t afford any mistakes this time. Jongin, you need to be absolutely sure you’ve never interacted with this girl in any way.”

Jongin shook his head firmly. “I haven’t, hyung. I swear. I don’t even know what she looks like.”

Lay, who had been listening quietly, finally spoke up. “But we also need to remember that this isn’t just about EXO’s reputation. This is Jongin’s life we’re talking about.”

The room fell silent again. The weight of the situation was sinking in even deeper.

Chen leaned against the wall, sighing. “It’s just crazy... I mean, after everything we went through with SM, we thought we were finally free. And now this?”

Baekhyun nodded. “We’ve worked so hard to rebuild. The companies, the contracts, the trust with the fans... If this gets out, even if it's false, it could ruin everything we’ve built.”

Jongin clenched his fists, his voice barely above a whisper. “I feel like I’m being set up. I mean, why me? Why now?”

Suho looked at him, his gaze filled with both concern and determination. “We’re going to figure this out, Jongin. Y/N is the best lawyer in the country—if anyone can help us, it’s her.”

Chanyeol tried to lighten the mood, placing a hand on Jongin’s shoulder. “Hyung’s right. We’ve got each other’s backs. We always have.”

Jongin gave a small, grateful smile but the worry in his eyes remained.

Sehun hesitated before speaking again. “Do we... do we prepare for the worst-case scenario?”

Suho stood up straight, his leader mode fully activated. “We’re going to be smart about this. Y/N will go through the evidence, and we’ll get ahead of it. For now, we keep our heads down and act normal. No social media, no statements, nothing suspicious.”

The members nodded in agreement, but the unease lingered.

As they left the room, Kyungsoo fell into step beside Jongin, nudging him gently. “Hey... We’re going to get through this. Just don’t overthink it, alright?”

Jongin nodded, but deep down, the fear that this scandal could spiral out of control gnawed at him. He knew one thing for certain—he had to trust Y/N to clear his name before it was too late.

Ch-2 >>>

[marvelous-llama]

EXO recs

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[hyunjeannies]

Why are arranged marriage au's so angsty?? I come from a culture where arranged marriages are the norm and often lead to very successful relationships. There's a big difference between an arranged marriage and a forced marriage and there are some writers on here who glorify the idea of a forced marriage. In my opinion arranged marriage au's should be awkward and fluffy, not angsty and sad but that's just me.

[saneinme]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: EXO (Band) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Kim Jongin | Kai/Oh Sehun Characters: Kim Jongin | Kai, Oh Sehun Additional Tags: Model Kai, Dr Oh Sehun, Arranged Marriage, Accident is Paris, Dr Park Chanyeol, Dr Byun Baekhyun, Manager Kim Junmyeon, hidden marriage, media frenzy, mention of divorce, Happy Ending, Extramarital Affairs, Infidelity Summary:

RTB1282 - Who would have thought model Jongin and doctor Sehun could be secretly married, when they have never crossed path before. When the news was released, public is shocked to find out they’re married for two years now.

[neonlights92]

CHANGE: Chapter II

When the feud between EXO and Bangtan escalates beyond control Bangtan’s leader Kim Taehyung sees only one solution: a marriage of convenience between a member of Bangtan and a member of EXO. Park Jimin was not born into Bangtan but has slowly become an intrinsic part of Taehyung’s trusted inner circle.

And that is how Jimin finds himself married to you; EXO leader Xiumin’s little sister.  You’re not like any other woman he’s ever met before; fierce, angry and talented with a switchblade. When you first meet Jimin you’re left angry and disappointed.

Except slowly, things change. And despite yourself, you find your heart warming to the idea of falling in love.

A/N: ENJOY!

WARNINGS: Language and smut

The next time you saw Park Jimin, it was on your wedding day. 

As had been decided, the only thing you had any creative control over was the picking of the dress.  Everything else was more or less a surprise to you. 

Your parents were both dead - killed in a car-bombing orchestrated by Bangtan when you were just a child - and so Xiumin was going to walk you down the aisle.

As you waited in one of the back rooms of the church, you felt something akin to nerves sizzle through your veins.  The truth was, this was close to the worst day of your life.  You felt sick, and like something angry had taken home in the pit of your stomach.

“It’s going to be alright,” Xiumin tried to comfort you, “This is what’s best-” “For one second… For one fucking second, can you just be my brother?” You turned sharply to face him, tears welling in your eyes, “Stop saying how this is what’s best for EXO, and understand that I don’t want to do this.  Just...Please.” 

Xiumin’s dark eyes softened a shade at the desperation in your voice.  Your brother was callous, sure, and at times he was impossible to deal with, but he was all you had.  

“Alright.” He nodded gently and came towards you, placing a hand on your shoulder and pulling you in for a hug, “I’m sorry Y/N.  I know how tough this is for you but… you’re going to do great.  You always do great.”

The words melted over you slowly, and you let yourself settle in his embrace.  You could count the times Xiumin had hugged you on one hand so you appreciated it.

He moved away from you and though you’d never dare mention it, you noticed a mistiness in his eyes, “I’m proud of you.  I love you.” He’d only ever said that to you once, the day your parents died.  It was all you’d needed, and you never asked for reassurance again.  

“Thank you Xiumin.”  You cleared your throat and wiped at the tears, “I love you too.” There was a moment of softness between the two of you and you found yourself smiling, despite the discomfort in your chest.  

“I’m going to miss you.” He nodded, “Me too.”

A knock at the door broke the two of you out of your reverie, and you watched as it opened.  Kim Taehyung was stood on the other side, as dark and intimidating as always.  

“It’s time.”  He told you both, eyes carefully assessing the situation, “Are you ready?”

“As I’ll ever be.”  

“Come on, then.” 

You and Xiumin shared a final look, as Taehyung led you to the back of the church silently.  You could hear your heart thrumming in your ears, and you felt so completely out of your depth.  You were so used to violence and anger and carnage.  But this?  This was something completely different to you. 

Everybody in that church was going to be staring at you in a moment.  Everybody was going to be judging you - and soon you would become Mrs Park Jimin.  

“Good luck,” Taehyung muttered quietly, as he slipped through the stained glass double doors and took his seat at the front of the church. 

And then, after a moment, the music started.  You turned to Xiumin and he nodded. 

“You’re going to do great,” He told you, “I promise.” 

The double doors swung open, and you were revealed to the entire church - all four hundred guests.  The left side was spilling over with members of EXO, and as Xiumin led you down the aisle, your eyes found Baekhyun’s.

He was smiling at you warmly, and that gave you some encouragement. You felt yourself relax slightly, before your gaze moved to connect with the grooms. 

Jimin was standing at the front of the church, looking as completely dazzling as always.  You hated how handsome he was - hated that despite everything you knew about him and his kind he still caused your heart to trip over itself. 

He wasn’t smiling at you, but he didn’t necessarily look upset.  His eyes were neutral, two dark pools of chocolate boring straight through you. 

When you reached the front, and Xiumin handed you over to him, Jimin’s lips quirked up slightly at the side. What was he playing at? You refused to return the gesture, working on keeping your face as stony as you could.  But you weren’t as good at keeping your emotions in check as Xiumin was, and you knew that Jimin could probably tell how nervous you were. 

A few minutes into the service, you felt him squeeze your hand.  You raised a brow and he nodded gently.

“You’re doing great,” He whispered to your surprise, “Just relax.” 

You didn’t know why he was telling you that - and in any other circumstance you might have even been annoyed at him for assuming you needed encouragement - but at that particular moment you were grateful.  Despite yourself, you felt the side of your mouth shoot up gently.

“Thanks.” 

The rest of the service continued on, and eventually you could feel your nerves sizzling out.  You hated yourself for it, but Jimin’s reassurance, and the fact that he was here, with you, kind of helped. 

It didn’t change how you felt about him of course, but it made things a little easier. 

When the words, “You may now kiss the bride,” were finally said, you felt a huge wave of relief crash over you.  It was over. 

Jimin smirked and pulled you towards him.

“Sorry about this,” He whispered, before pressing his mouth against yours in a hot kiss.

You’d only ever been kissed by a few men in your lifetime - most of them sloppy kisses behind bars, drunk or high.  But this kiss was like electricity.  You hated yourself for leaning into Jimin’s lean chest, but you felt yourself doing it almost unconsciously, enjoying every moment of his lips on yours. 

He tugged a slender hand through your curls, and after a moment, when he pulled away, you felt yourself gasp for air a little bit.  You knew you looked dazed, but you couldn’t help it.

That kiss had been ridiculous. 

And he wasn’t sorry at all.

He smiled teasingly at the look on your face and bit his bottom lip, “Welcome to the family, Mrs Park.” 

What the hell had you gotten yourself into? //

“Don’t pretend you didn’t like it.” You glared at your husband, “Shut up.” You hated the fact that you had to sit beside him, whether or not it was your stupid wedding reception.  Everybody kept congratulating the two of you, and you forced a fake smile onto your face, pretending not to listen to Jimin’s stupid remarks.

“Just admit you enjoyed kissing me and I’ll shut up,” He told you after a moment, looking at you over the rim of his wine glass. 

“My mother taught me not to lie,” You grinned sarcastically, “So no, I won’t admit anything.”

The truth was, of course, Jimin was right.  But you couldn’t help that your body had responded to him.  And you would never ever admit that to him.  

“You know we’re going to spend the rest of our lives doing a lot more than kissing,” He raised a brow and chuckled slightly, “So you might as well start to enjoy it.”

The remainder of your wine was gone as you knocked it back quickly, feeling the warmth of the alcohol buzz it's way through your system.

“God.  Don’t remind me.” 

You stood abruptly, rolling your eyes at the smirk on Jimin’s face.  He seemed to almost enjoy pissing you off. 

“I’m going to go and dance.”  You informed him sharply, “I’m tired of listening to you.” “Not without me you’re not,”  He stood with you, smile widening at the glare you set on him, “Oh come on.  We’re the bride and groom.  I can’t leave my beautiful wife all alone to dance on her wedding day, right?  What would the neighbours say?” You hated that he was trying so hard to make peace with you.  That despite the fact that the two of you had been forced into this marriage, he seemed to want to make it work. 

That was not what you wanted, and you’d made that clear to him on several different occasions.  You wanted to remain angry.  That was much safer. 

“Whatever,” You grunted, making your way to the dancefloor and groaning when the song changed to something slow.

“This one’s for the bride and groom!”  You knew the DJ was probably only trying to help, but at this very moment in time you wanted to claw his eyeballs out.

“C’mere,” Jimin whispered, grabbing your hand and pulling him towards you.  He wrapped his arms around your waist, and begrudgingly you looped your own over his shoulders. 

“Have you ever done this before?” He asked after a moment, noticing immediately how awkwardly you seemed to be moving with him.

You rolled your eyes, “Is it that obvious?” His answering chuckle confirmed your fears. 

“Don’t worry about it.  Just follow my lead.” You did as you were told, but couldn’t stop yourself from at least biting back something snarky. 

“It’s not like slow dancing is at the top of my things to do,” You told him gruffly, “I have other important stuff that take up my time.” You wanted him to understand how different you were to most of the women in the mafia.  Xiumin had assured you that he was aware; that he knew you were capable and strong.  And yet, you felt like you needed to make the point yourself.

“Are you trying to intimidate me?” The smirk on his face annoyed you more than was humanly possible, “Y/N, I knew the kind of person you were when I said yes to marrying you, okay?  You don’t have to try and prove your dominance to me.” 

You licked your teeth and clicked your tongue, “Yah!  That’s not what I’m doing…” “The angry glares, the swear words… the sarcasm.  That’s all intended to make a point, right?  I get it, you’re not going to just roll over and do my bidding.  I would never want that kind of wife anyway.” 

You raised a brow, “Really?” “Really.  Contrary to popular belief, most men enjoy a woman with a personality,” He rolled his eyes, “And frankly, your surprise at that is insulting.” As you opened your mouth to bite back with something angry, you heard the clinking of glasses.  Oh shit.  You knew what that meant.

“They want us to kiss again,” Jimin smirked. 

You wanted to wipe that stupid smile off his stupid (handsome) face. 

“No.” “We have to give the people what they want,” He winked at you, “C’mon.  It can’t be that terrible.” 

You hated that despite your best intentions, Jimin seemed set on melting the ice around your heart.  You hated that as you looked behind him, you watched a sea of people ‘oooh’ and ‘ahhh’ at the ‘lovely young couple.’  You hated this vulnerability, and you wanted it to stop.

“It is.” You groaned, as Jimin dipped his head towards you and stopped a breathe shy of your lips. 

“Don’t lie, Y/N.  You’re not very good at it.” And then he pressed his lips to yours, and despite the anger so clearly coursing through your veins hotly, you felt yourself lean into his warm touch.  There was something about him - he was complicated.  Funny but serious.  Warm but cold.  Distant but close.  You weren’t sure what any of that meant… all you did know was that he kissed better than anybody else you’d ever had the misfortune of kissing. 

When he pulled away, you knew that you looked dazed. 

“That wasn’t so bad, huh?” He smirked, and you wanted to punch the look off his face. 

“I’m going to have to burn my lips off with acid,” You retorted, rolling your eyes, “You’re gross.  And that is the last time you ever kiss me again in public.  Got it?” Jimin pulled away from you and nodded, “Of course.  Anything for you… Sweetheart.”  

You wanted to give him the finger, but you knew you couldn’t.  Not here with everyone watching.

So you resigned yourself to moving away from him and trailing back to the wedding table.  Jimin didn’t follow you, and you thanked your lucky stars for that.  He was such an enigma to you - so different to every other mob man you had encountered.  

And God he could kiss.

You blinked harshly against your thoughts and tried to knock yourself back onto your feet.  One kiss from a relatively attractive man and suddenly you’re forgetting everything Bangtan stands for? 

You steeled yourself against whatever warmth had settled into your chest and downed a glass of wine. 

You refused to go down without a fight.

//

Seven glasses of wine later, and you and Jimin rolled into the ridiculously expensive hotel room EXO had shelled out an enormous amount of cash for. 

“Anything for their golden girl, right?” Jimin muttered as he took in his surroundings.

You were drunk of course - the wine you’d consumed was coursing quite angrily through your blood - but you still heard him.

“Fuck off,” You grumbled, “Smartass.” Jimin turned to you and rose a blonde brow.  You hated the smarmy look on his face already. 

“How much did you have to drink?  Jesus.”  He pulled a face at the way you stumbled over to the King sized bed, “I’m guessing you can’t handle your drink.” You wanted to tell him to fuck off again, but the world was spinning so quickly you had to shut your eyes to stop yourself from puking.  You were still in your wedding dress, but you couldn’t be bothered to move.

After a moment, you felt the bed shift. 

“Seriously.  Are you ok?” Your eyes blinked open blearily and you rolled over carefully, searching Jimin’s face.  He was lying down next to you a comfortable distance away, but he was still too close for your liking. 

“Get away.”  You shoved at his shoulder and stuck your tongue out at him, “Leave me alone.  This is my bed.  My brother paid for it.” 

“I am not sleeping anywhere else but this bed.  So save it.” 

Jimin’s eyes were playful, but you knew he was serious.

“No funny business,” You muttered, sitting up clumsily and reaching for the zipper of your dress.  After a few misses, two warms hands came to still your palms.

“Let me,” Jimin whispered from behind you, his hands moving to pull the zipper down.  

You felt a shiver crawl up your spine and you absolutely detested yourself for it. 

What was happening to you?  Park Jimin was your mortal enemy.  What, just because he could kiss and he was kind of nice to you, suddenly you were fawning all over him like some lovesick teenager?

But you were drunk, and you didn’t care enough to stop yourself from reacting to his touch.

“There.”  

He moved away from you and you felt a hot blush bloom across your collarbones.  God.  What was happening to you?

“Thanks,” You grumbled, despite yourself, standing up and moving to the bathroom blearily.  

You shut the door and leaned against the surface, pressing a heart against your beating chest, and trying to calm yourself down.

You weren’t completely inexperienced in the bedroom - you’d indulged in your fair share of experimentation - but the truth was, when it came to the actual deed… You were a virgin.  It wasn’t that you’d never had the opportunity to have sex… It was that you’d never wanted to.

And yet now… despite yourself… you were hot all over, just from the thought of Jimin wanting to fuck you.

Pathetic.

Your hands shook as you pushed your dress down your body and stepped out of the skirt, running a hand through your hair and groaning at the stupid frilly underwear you had been forced to wear.

So fucking embarrassing.

You stared at yourself in the mirror.  White frilly french panties, and a transparent balcony bra.  It wasn’t anything ridiculous - not at all like the horror stories you’d heard from some of the other girls in EXO who’d also been married off. - but you hated seeing yourself like that.

Weak… almost viriginal. 

Your eyes moved to the door and you rolled your eyes when you spotted a white lace babydoll nightgown hanging off the back. 

You assumed that was supposed to be what you wore to bed tonight?

Well.  It was better than sleeping in this ridiculous underwear, you supposed.  So without trying to think about it much more, you grabbed the nightgown and threw it over your head, cringing when it barely reached the top of your thighs.

This wasn’t you goddamn it.

After you gave yourself a moment to calm down, you opened the bathroom door and slipped out.  When Jimin looked up at you, you felt your mouth dry instantly.

He’d taken off his suit, and was currently in just a pair of black briefs.  They hugged his hips tightly, and you had to rip your eyes away from the muscular outline of his thighs.

Shit.  

“Oh fuck.”  In your drunken haze, whatever weak filter you’d had was gone, “You’re naked.  Almost.” He smirked, “You too.” There was a charged moment between the two of you.  You wondered if he was going to make a move, but he didn’t, instead turning back towards the bed and making his way underneath the plush covers. 

Your pupils dilated, as you thought about those thighs wrapped around you. 

Shit…

It had been so fucking long since you’d had the time to even think about men.... 

“I’m a virgin.” Jimin’s eyes moved to meet with yours.  He quirked a brow.

“I’m not like… A complete virgin.”  You corrected, and despite yourself, you felt an angry blush paint your cheeks, “But I’ve never… You know.  I’ve never actually done it.” You cringed internally at how utterly childish you sounded.

“I know you probably think I’m not, because I try to come across so tough,” You were rambling now, but you couldn’t stop yourself, “But I am.  Really.  I’ve never really been in a position to lose it.  Y’know.” Jimin’s face softened at your revelation, and you wanted to kick yourself for the butterflies that were gnawing so anxiously up the pit of your stomach.  He shrugged.

“That’s alright.  We don’t need to do anything tonight.” You stared at him carefully.  You should agree with him, right?  You barely knew him… And you were supposed to hate him.  So, why were you suddenly so warm? Why did the thought of Jimin not want to touch you make you angry?

“I want to.”  You answered thickly, “If you do.”

You hated this.  All of it.  It was far more vulnerable than anything you were comfortable with.  If Jimin rejected you, you would be so fucking pissed off.  At yourself mostly, for even putting yourself in this position to start with… But at him, too.

Because he’d flirted with you earlier.  And kissed you.

He’d made you think that he wanted you.

And despite all the complications, you were pretty sure you wanted him too. 

“Just sex.  No feelings.”  You added on, as clarification, “Please?”

At some point during your ramblings, Jimin had stood up, and now he was in front of you, eyes darker than the moon.  He stared down at you, and you felt yourself tremble.

God, what had you been reduced to?

“No feelings.  Got it.” And then his lips were on yours again.  You groaned against him, not caring that it probably made you sound far needier than you wanted to be.  Because damn it did he know how to kiss.

You felt the flames in your stomach being stoked to life, and soon Jimin was leading you towards the bed.  He laid you down carefully, his lips moving towards your collarbone and sucking harshly at the skin.

“Wanna make you so wet babygirl.” The endearment came as a surprise to you… and so did the dirty talk.  But you knew you liked it when you arched up into him.  He smirked against your skin and pulled your nightgown off, eyes blooming with lust as your lingerie was revealed.

“For me?”  He licked his plush lips, “Oh baby, you shouldn’t have.” “Shut up,” You growled, moving your hips towards him, “And help me out.” He chuckled wickedly, and helped you shimmy out of your underwear, “All in good time, princess.” The pet name should have annoyed you.  Princess?  But still, you whined, feeling yourself grow wetter at his words. 

“C’mere.” And then he was moving down the length of your body, pressing hot, sloppy kisses wherever he could, and painting your skin the colour of indigo.  You knew you would be mad at yourself in the morning for letting this happen, and for letting him mark you, but you couldn’t bring yourself to care.

And then, his head was between your legs and fuck you were gone.

Jesus.  Nobody had ever gone down on you like that before.

“Jimin…” You moaned, feeling your head expand, and your body tremble under his touch.

He licked you like he was a man starved, “Yes baby?”  He didn’t move away from you, vibrations causing you to arch your back further.

“Fuck, that feels good.”

It didn’t take much longer for you to finish, and when you did, it felt like stars were exploding behind your eyes.

“Shit,” You rasped, as you came down from your high, “That was good.” Jimin was beside you in a moment, eyes darker than anything you’d ever seen before.  Obsidian black.  You felt his touch on you like molasses sticking to your skin, and you groaned.

“Fuck me already, then.”

“Your wish is my command, princess.”  

You rolled your eyes at the nickname but said nothing else, waiting as he pushed his boxers down and lined himself up with your entrance.  His eyes softened for a moment.

“It might hurt,” You told you sincerely, “If you need me to stop, say.  If you need me to slow down, say.  Okay?” The genuine concern in his face threw you off.

“Fine.”  You wiggled against him, “Now go.” And so he did.  He pushed into you slowly, and you felt yourself gasp against him.  He was right.  It did hurt.  But it wasn’t unbearable.

“Are you okay?”  He whispered against your face, eyes searching your own carefully.

You nodded, “Yeah.  You can move.  Please.” He started thrusting into you slowly, and despite everything feeling too tight, you let him.  It wasn’t terribly painful, but you knew you weren’t going to come like this.  And yet….

The feeling of having Jimin so close to you was something indescribable.  His eyes were locked on you as he fucked you, despite yourself, you used one hand to push some of his blonde hair out of his eyes, so you could see him better.

The gesture was soft and gentle, and Jimin slowed down, moving inside of you carefully.

“I’m not going to last much longer,” He grunted, and you nodded.

When he finished, you wrapped your arms around him, pulling him closer so that he could ride out his orgasm.  You weren’t sure why you’d done it…

Or why you’d even felt the need to have sex with him in the first place.

But once he stilled inside you, you groaned.

“You’re suffocating me.” He pulled back, and your heart turned at the twinkle in his eyes.

“That’s for next time, sweetheart.”  He pressed a kiss against your lips and pulled out carefully, wincing when you cringed, “Are you ok?” “As I can be.” There was a pause.

“It will be better next time.” “Here’s to hoping.” Another pause.  This time, you moved to grab your nightgown and pull it over your head.  Jimin cleaned himself up and offered you a tissue, which you took. Once you were ready, you climbed back into bed and turned away from him, suddenly angry and embarrassed with yourself by your behaviour.

Why had you let him in like that? You had promised yourself that you would only let yourself hate Park Jimin.  And things had to stay that way.

So despite everything that had just happened, you steeled your heart against any warmth that was blooming towards your husband.

“Y/N?  Is everything okay?” 

You scooted a little further away from him, “Goodnight, Jimin.”

The final pause.  This one longer and harsher.

“Goodnight, Y/N.” That night as you fell asleep, all you could think of was the fact that your husband, Park Jimin, was by far the most dangerous man you’d ever met.

Because when you were in the mafia, matters of the heart, was deadly.

//

[wongxiexie]

Because that’s love

Pairing: Kim Junmyeon x Reader Genre: Angst, Arranged marriage!AU Word Count: 1.451 words Note: The photo’s from EXO’s website.

You grasp his shaking hands tenderly, trying to convey the comfort you want to give him but you know you can’t, and from time to time, you let out gentle i love you’s to try and quell the wracking sobs escaping him.

It’s unbearable. Seeing him break down like this in front of you puts a heavy weight on your chest, so heavy you find yourself unable to breathe normally.

He’s always so strong, your Junmyeon, but a soft, painful smile graces your lips at your instant correction — he was your Junmyeon, but not anymore.

Truthfully, you can’t stomach the guilt of being the reason why he’s crying right now and you find yourself belatedly realizing the steady stream of tears also escaping your own eyes.

Upon the realization of what’s really happening, you start to feel even heavier.

‘Breathe in, breathe out,’ you think to yourself, squeezing your eyes tighter to prevent more tears from falling.

He holds your hands tightly, leaning towards you and craving the comfort of contact. His sobs reach your ears and you let go of his hands.

Grasping his shoulders, you call out to him. “Myeon,” comes your choked out cry of his name.

“Junmyeon…” you say as you caress his left cheek with your palm. “Sweetie, please look at me.”

Breathing deeply, he gathers the courage to meet your gaze, but upon eye contact, he bursts out into sobs again.

Not able to fight back the hurt, you plead with him, “Junmyeon, please… please look at me baby.” But you can’t control your emotions anymore so you let out desperate pleas, wanting to see him and only him in what is sure to be your final moments with him as his lover.

“[Y/N]...” Junmyeon cries your name, not finding the strength to keep his feelings at bay.

Finally, he looks at you with tear-filled eyes full of despair and longing, telling you how much he doesn’t want to let go of you. And even with sorrow marring his features, he’s still the most beautiful being you’ve ever seen.

You try to be stronger, not just for yourself but for him as well.

“I love you so much, Junmyeon. I always will, but we knew this was going to happen,” sniffling, you look into his beautiful eyes.

“Even if we can’t be together, my heart will always be yours. No matter what happens, I’ll always be yours. Forever, and always.”

But Junmyeon shakes his head and refuses to acknowledge the situation. With sobs still coming from him, he tries to dissuade you.

“Don’t do this, [Y/N]. Don’t leave me, I love you,” he desperately begs and you’re not fast enough to stop the sob that escapes you.

Finally giving in, you close the distance and embrace him tightly, and he encloses you in his strong arms too, the arms that have always held you and gave you comfort and security.

Junmyeon buries his head on your neck and still crying, he continues. “I don’t care about my family, and I don’t care about her!”

“I will cut ties with all of them if I have to, all I want is to be with you,” he begs. “Please... please, please. Please don’t leave me.”

His words bring you back to your senses and you breathe a sigh of resignation as you make him release you from his embrace. With a sad smile, you hold him and tell him the truth he’s been trying to avoid.

“You can’t do that, Junmyeon. You love your family too much,” you shake your head. “You can’t do it, and I won’t let you.”

Gulping, you go on, “I love you, Myeon, I hope you understand how much I really do, and I love you enough to not make you choose.”

He looks at you with eyes glossed over with harsh truths.

“We’ve always known you were going to marry somebody else.” You sigh again, looking down. “We’ve always known, but we chose to love each other anyway. But I need you to know this, Junmyeon. I don’t regret anything.”

His lower lip trembles and he looks at you as if to convey his love for you.

“I don’t regret anything, [Y/N],” he says earnestly, his tears finally slowing and he breathes deeply, licking his chapped lips. “I swore to you I would fight for you.”

You hold his hands and caress his knuckles, “And you fought for me, Junmyeon,” you say with a small smile. “You always did.”

His hands cup your cheeks ever so gently, so full of love and care that you almost start crying again. He tilts your head slightly and plants a full kiss on your lips.

You savor the contact and put the feel of him to your heart. You will miss him. 

Immensely.

You back up from him making him hang his head low, and in a quiet voice, he whispers, “I’ll always love you, [Y/N].”

Before you make any foolish decisions, you stand up from his bed and walk towards the door. A few steps in, you stop, taking everything in. 

Your heart hurts so bad that you almost turn around to run back to his arms, but you steel yourself, walking out of his room before you do anything that will make you hate yourself. Before you hurt Junmyeon even more than he already is.

——

Looking at the mirror, you smooth your hands down the front of the dress you’re wearing, admiring the beauty of it.

The stylist did a great job, you realize. When you look at your face, you don’t find any trace of the heaviness that stayed with you through all those passing months, but when you glance up at your eyes, you almost flinch at the lack of life.

Your thoughts are interrupted by a slight knock on the door.

“Miss [Y/N],” the person at the other side says as he open the door. “You’re wanted outside. The program will start in fifteen minutes.”

Turning to look at him, you simply put up a courteous smile and nod in agreement.

When you go to the main hall, you notice everyone has settled down, and looking around, you see the pianist wave over to call for you.

He runs down a few things and reminds you of what you need to remember. Getting the signal from the coordinator, you take your position at the front, somewhere to the side.

You hear the doors open and when you glance up, all thoughts instantly leave your mind. You find it harder to breathe and you almost miss your cue if not for the pianist’s brief look your way.

A soft melody flows through the place, the keys of the instrument doing a marvelous job at spreading a haze in the hall. Words leave your mouth and you blend seamlessly with the music to sing for the entourage.

It’s almost like time froze over when you meet his eyes. A few months went by without the two of you seeing each other but a mere lock of your gazes makes it seem like you saw each other only yesterday.

He looks the same, still the strongest, most beautiful, most gentle and caring person you’ve ever laid your eyes on. He looks at you, and you swear you’re absolute that he still feels the same for you.

Follow his steps to the front, you briefly look away from him when the song changes to signal the entry of the last person.

She looks perfect.

Everything about her seems perfect from the way the dress hugs her body to how her smile seems to light up her whole face.

You heart throbs with pain. It hurts you so much just to look at her, but you continue on with the song. Not finding the strength to look at her, you avert your eyes to look somewhere else, and just as the song nears the end, you find him already looking at you.

He’s looking at you.

He’s looking at you instead of her, and in that moment, you tell him everything with your eyes.

How much you love him, how much you miss him.

How he’s the only one you will ever love.

You tell him everything with the song that just so happened to be what he first sang to you that one snowy night when he asked you to be his partner.

“I’ll search the universe Until I can find you again I won’t let go, even the smallest memories Memories engraved in the seasons They come back so I will find you Because that’s love Because it’s love.”

I love you, Kim Junmyeon.