#exo senario

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Odious Love Part 10

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Author: I hope you all will forgive my mistake and grammar too. I’m so sorry for the late update. It has been long there might change of writing style from previous chapter. I hope you enjoyed the new chapter.

Pairing: Junmyeon x Reader  

Genre: Angst, Fluff, Smut, CEO! AU

Prologue, Part 1(M),  Part 2,  Part 3 (M),  Part 4 (M), Part 5 (M), Part 6, Part 7 (M) Part 8 Part 9 (M)

Summary:  

Suho and you were sleeping together for the last 3 year. You were in love with him but he was not. He just wanted to depend upon someone emotionally. You were okay with it, you wanted to be with him in whichever way you can. You were not his girlfriend but he never treats you less. One day he got married to other women because of business. You thought everything was over between you two but he came back to you. He spends his wedding night with you leaving his wife all alone. 

Part 10

Life is unpredictable or it is predictable from the choices we make. You choose to stay with the person you love, even though you know you shouldn't. It was wrong to be greedy, yet you let your greed win, stealing moments. There wasn't any love to begin with, yet there was something you couldn't give a name to those feelings. Maybe it was only your imagination. 

You let your love evolve lust, stay as he wants, do what he wants, be what he needs or wants you to be. In all this, you lost yourself, lost so much that you became living humiliation. 

You have built life-like beggars for your parents. Give them so much struggle to let you out of your prison. They were the only ones fighting for you right now. No one else is here. No Junmyeon. No friends. No one else. Everything makes you hate yourself more. For being so weak and making your parents vulnerable. After everything, even after your mind has accepted the truth, your heart is not convinced. 

All this started six months ago. You have returned from your village. And Junmyeon was nowhere to be found, only for you. You remember him being angry as you weren't ready to shorten your trip. Next thing you know, he didn't even call or message you. It wasn't new. Usually, you are insecure and intimidated when he is not talking with you, but his post-marriage action gives you the security that he won't leave you soon or suddenly. You weren't aware you were assuming things on your own. 

After a few days, you get a letter from Suho, stating that he was leaving for Japan with Youra and his friends. It was odd, yet you didn't think much about it as it was about Suho's security. But that is where you went wrong. After a month or so, he came back from Japan just for two days. He was not happy to see, somewhat disgusted. You were irritated, plus Suho's bodyguard is acting like his assistant or, you should say, like a possessive/overprotective wife. Everyone needs to stay 3 feet away from Suho. 

He scolds you over missing one file. It was your mistake; you were so busy thinking about seeing him that you forgot the importance of work. It was the first time he was shouting at you in front of the whole staff. Still, you were okay with all the sharp words he was saying. You had made a tremendous mistake. But you don't comprehend when his words start coming as he is humiliating you. Or how you have lost your temper and slapped him in front of everyone. It wasn't supposed to happen, but it did happen. You immediately regret your action, but this was the thing he had taught you. Before you can rectify it, you have lost your job. It wasn't wrong. It is a huge mess you have created for yourself. 

While trying to find another job, you have attempted to reach him millions of times. Every message, every call, every letter went unanswered, or his guard answered him. 

Your struggle started with it. You couldn't keep up with anything. You were a mess inside out. Your heart hurt, and your mind was not working as you weren't getting any job. Not even a small cafe was ready to hire you. Then the miracle happen, or you thought it was a blessing. Mr. Kim called you back to work with him. You looked in the mirror for the last time before leaving your apartment, checking the formal ironed attire with ponytail hair and make-up that hides your dark circle. You were not willing to make any mistakes. It was not easy to start from the junior level again. Mr. Kim was generous and gave you a job within the company.  

Part of you wanted to leave and run back to your parents, but it was essential to work. It is not like you were broke, but you needed to save something for the future.  

Future. You have forgotten the meaning of that. For a moment, you were trying to save money, return home, and take a good rest to think further. And if you are going to work in the company, you can try to reach Suho and apologize. You left the apartment after taking a last look in the mirror.

As you enter the office building, you start remembering the old days. Blocking your mind to think about Suh... Junmyeon. Mark comes running toward, "So, you are back to work." You gloomily said, "Not exactly. I'm going to work downstairs in the Accounts department." Aera comes, and hugs you, "Wait for a few days, Junmyeon Sir will be here. We can talk to him." You were desperate to do it, yet you want to avoid it too. Not wanting to show others how vulnerable you have become, you smile, "You guys have seen what happened the last time. I'm glad his father allowed me to work in the company." They all said goodbyes after a few minutes of talking. You will miss them. Although you will be in the same company, you won't be able to meet them. You started to feel the difference between others and the CEO floor.

On the CEO floor, Junmyeon provided the freedom to be creative. There were no rules until your work gets completed on time or before time also, more holidays and more earnings, nothing like a junior or senior among you ten people, must work ass off but all was worth it. In your case, Junmyeon used to give special treatment. That time, if you weren't holding him back, he would make sure everyone refers to you as a 'boss.' To respect, you address others as Mr., Miss., or Mrs. No matter how senior a person is, you are not allowed to greet them as 'Sir.' or 'Madam.' He used to tell, you were equal to him. And all of his reasons were madness. 

Realizing you are self-torturing by remembering, you block your thoughts. You cannot break down in tears. Making yourself strong, you start walking toward your department. Jia asks you to wait and runs to reception. She comes back with two female and two male cops looking dreadful. One of the females asked, "Who is Ms. Y/n here?" You nod your head. Before you could think or ask anything, another female officer came behind and handcuffed you. A male officer said, "You are under arrest for stealing Mrs. Kim's jewelry and conspiracy fraud toward Kim Corporation." Stealing? Fraud? You tried to say it must be some mistake. You didn't talk with Mrs. Kim recently. While they were dragging you out, the look on everyone's face says they are blaming you for everything. 

You were locked inside the cell, alone, while some officers were searching your apartment. You couldn't think properly. However, it wasn't the first time Mrs. Kim accused someone of stealing her ornaments. Resting your mind, you ask the officer to let you talk with her. Again, they refuse your request. You had no choice besides waiting. 

Your subconscious gives a warning, and you ignore it, trusting once you talk with Mrs. Kim, she will let you go, or else Mr. Kim will. Even if not them, Suho will come. He does care for you. No matter what has happened, he won't let you be in a place like this. Repeating it, you sit in the corner of the cell. 

You jolt as a lady officer knocks a stick in your cell gate and asks you to come out as Mrs. Kim has arrived. You don't even know how much time has passed, although you breathe in relief while your subconscious is skeptical. 

Mrs. Kim sat like a queen while a few officers behaved like servants. You know wealth possesses influence. Kim's were sturdy. You have also heard that Mrs. Kim and Mr. Kim are abusing power. However, you never imagine getting a taste of abuse. Before you can utter anything, Mrs. Kim throws an evil smirk at you. You know this look. She is not going to listen to anything you say. That expression speaks for itself. She has purposely done it. She turns toward the senior officer and orders him loudly, "Did you find anything in her apartment?" One of the head sheriffs answers, "Ma'am, she has many expensive things, including some ornaments and your ring too." They handed over her ring, which you had collected from the jeweler on behalf of Mrs. Kim. You were supposed to give her. However, at first, she wasn't available, and then other things just happened, Suho went. Afterward came two necklace sets. Junmyeon purchased it in advance. He always keeps a spare; in case he forgets any occasion. You never had any intention with them, just that you had forgotten about them. Lastly came the pendant, your birthday gift. You have an explanation of everything, Mrs. Kim also knows, but she didn't want to hear any. It was clear to you. She just smiled and then handed over the officer one file. "Here is a document that shows she had the company's share in her name," This was something you weren't aware of. You still try to explain her things, plead to her. She only smiled at you and left. You kept shouting, but there was no one listening to you. Mrs. Kim had arranged things for you, all the humiliation and actions of cops. She had come to know about your relationship with Junmyeon. Plus, it is about slaps. A person like you had no right to offend Kim.

Your apologies didn't work with her. She wanted to show you your place like you are nothing. Your parents arrive, and that is when the nightmare begins. You know she had informed them. She wanted to increase her torment.   

Mrs. Kim became vigorous. Every moment, you were worried that your parents would find out about you being with Junmyeon even after his marriage. Mrs. Kim used your fear very well. Every day, Mrs. Kim comes to see you and tries to talk about Junmyeon in front of your parents but never says the main thing, keeping you at the edge and just plaguing you. The worst was to watch your parents begging her to let you go.

Last month, your confidence was crushed when Mrs. Kim called Junmyeon on your request and the way he answered. It clearly felt that he didn't care. After that call, she stopped coming, possibly because she got bored, but nothing has changed for you. You are counting the days in this abyss and losing all hope.  

It has been three months, and every day you wished Junmyeon would have a change of heart. Your mind knew it wouldn't happen while you hoped for it. He was the only person you know who could take you out of this prison. Your thought gets interrupted by an officer. You guessed she came to do something that was scheduled for you. Surprisingly, you lost the handcuff and asked to follow. You weren't scared like before. Part of you got used to all the insults and tortures. You just don't want your parents to watch whatever is happening. You follow the office and stop when you see Minsoek. It was surprising to see him, but you stayed hushed. Maybe Junmyeon sent him. Or....... 

For a while, everything was quiet. You peek at him as he examines you. Inspecting your dull face, few cuts and bruises, and dirty clothes. You had zero trust in anyone for now. You have the taste of money and power. Maybe he was there to plan a new misery for you.

"You are free to go. Your parents are waiting outside", He said. It was strange. Minsoek has nothing to do with you. Why did he come to free you? You looked at him confusingly.

He continues, "Don't try to contact Junmyeon anymore. He doesn't know we are letting you out. Don't try to complicate your life again. Forget everything and move on. Stay in the village." His voice was firm, yet he stammered a few times. You couldn't even reply or have the will to nod your head. You wanted to ask why. Why was he helping you? Part of you asked you to stay silent. You needed to get out of this place. You didn't want to anger any more people. He got up and left.   

You got your old clothes to change into, afterward a few signatures. You were free, as per the officers. You didn't believe it. Maybe you are free from here, and something could happen outside. The last few months have made you scared of everything. Particularly frightened for your parents.  

All this time, you hope Junmyeon comes or he sends someone to help you. Even after that call; even after Mrs. Kim's word; even after your prison time; even after your parents' misery; you only hope for Junmyeon. You might not believe Minsoek's words. You might not believe Mrs. Kim's words, but the situation was in front of you. And things were evident. 

You went out of the gates and saw your parents. Your mom was crying, and your father was thanking Minsoek and Yixing, which made you sore. You wanted to run far from them, far from the city. Thankfully, that happened. You and your parents took a cab home. 

You stayed silent while your parents tried talking, telling you about everything that happened in the last few months. You were tired without doing anything or tired from those six months. You are free yet not feeling restricted. There is a lot inside you. Questions, anger, sadness, loss, hurt. The pain was agonizing. All wounds appear as if they are never going to heal. You look out of the window. The city roads ended. So does your previous life, your hard work, your degree, your love, and everything you built for yourself, now onward mean nothing. These questions never get answers. Finally, it felt like everything changed. He is gone. You started crying. Letting go of everything, accepting your fate. Letting your pain take over completely. Letting your hope, love, and feeling, him buried deep inside your heart and moving forward. Forward to staying alive and happy and well but only for your parents. If you were alone, you would have rather died than stay alone without him however you are not. The cab was silent, only your crying noise was there. 

-Suho p.o.v-

I didn't want to, yet I'm here again. Mom called many times already. Y/N had messaged me. Numerous times, telling me to go and meet my parents. It has not been a day since Y/N went, and I must deal with my parents without her support. Taking a grip, I went inside. The good thing is my father was going to be there too. That means the conversation will be short. 

The door was opened by new staff. Mom again changed people. She can't trust people for long. Surprisingly, she trusted Y/N. 

I didn't have to wait. My mom was already in the drawing room. After a formal greeting, we sat to talk. "You have to go to Japan till the matter gets solved," Mom said. And I said no, and we argued until my dad didn't talk. He explained I must at least for the safety of Youra, Sehun, and Jongin. Others will handle their business themselves. It wasn't wrong. I agreed to everything. As things got calm, my mom called, "Y/N, bring my wine and set dinner table." I was shocked. Why is my princess going to set the table and bring wine? Before I could react, Y/N came. My mom noticed, "She is not your assistant. I got my own Y/N."  

"I can see. I thought...."  Before I could complete it, she added. "There are many Y/Ns in the world." I rolled my eyes, had dinner, and went home. 

I want Y/N to come back. I know I never gave her much time with her parents, but I will be in Japan when she is back. Plus, Dad said I cannot take her with me, as he needed her. He argued that she would be helpful to the company and him, especially when I'm not there. I was so proud of her. She was excellent with her work. As much as I don't like it, my dad was right. She will be a better help here. And I don't have to worry about her security. People are after me and my wife. This is the only time I'm okay with Youra being my wife. This way Y/n was safe.

A few days went by, and things were normal, or I tried to make it look normal. I didn't let Y/N know that I was leaving for Japan, or that things had become more intense. Last night, Youra almost got kidnapped. I didn't want to make her worry. 

I was managing everything about Japan. Plus, I had a small quarrel with Y/n. She wasn't ready to come back soon. I have stopped calling or messaging her for now. It was good though I didn't have to explain things. I didn't mean to hide anything from her. I didn't want her to worry about things here. 

In between this, Youra came and started staying in the penthouse with me. It wasn't that Y/n wouldn't understand why Youra was staying with me. She knows the need for protection. But it would hurt her, and I didn't want to see her hurt. 

When Y/n came back, I was so busy handling everything. Plus, Tao has increased security. They are irritating people. I know right now, I wasn't in a place to avoid them. So, I stayed quiet. 

I couldn't even have one proper look at her. I can't message her as my phone is connected to surveillance. 24/7 watch on my life. I don't have any issue if someone finds out about my relationship with Y/n, but she didn't want it. I have to respect it.  

As she started working with Dad, it became more challenging to reach her. I hated it, but I had no choice. I had to wait.  

The day came, I left for Japan; leaving a letter, hoping she understood. She will be upset and irritated. But I have already planned how to make it up. 

Japan was tiresome and annoying. Youra acts as a sweet, innocent, and dedicated wife. I can see she was faking, and she hates it. I was counting the days here. I needed a break from Youra already. Go back to Y/n.

After a few days, Tao came to visit and started asking questions about Y/n. I didn’t like the tone of his voice that using while asking about Y/n. Before I lost my temper about it, he showed me a video.

Y/n was having coffee with Choi Hee-sung. He was my business competitor. And the one who wouldn't miss any chance to flirt with her. I trust her, but my jealousy has no control. My jealousy is the reason for my anger. I needed an explanation of the meeting.

I got a chance. I was back for two days. Unlike Y/n, she made a mistake. I let out all my anger over the file. It was wrong of me. I knew it, but I couldn't control it. I was frustrated with everything. It was the first time since we had become close, the first time I was staying away from her like that.

I don't know when I start attacking like we are alone, in my bedroom. I had forgotten my professional behavior, saying a personal thing. I came to my senses when I felt her slap. It wasn't strong, but I know she was equally frustrated as me. I have oversaid things. I regret it. It was unexpected that Y/n gave an answer to insults or to any ill talks. What I was teaching finally came to life, but it was on me. As much as I was stunned, I was satisfied. However, we will have to sit and talk about this too. For that, I needed to come back and find time with her.

She was fired, not actually. The slap happened in front of staff, meaning my mom would also know about it. Before she used her method, it was safe for Y/n to stay away. I already talked with Dad. He said he would bring her back after a month or so. By the time Mom calms down, I will be back. My Dad wasn't ready to lose a good employee. According to him, I needed to get hit when I kissed her in front of everyone, but she reacted late. I went back to Japan, thinking everything would go back to the way it was. But I was wrong. After months of fighting, making everyone and everything safe, I'm here.

I'm here, in my cabin, with the letter in my hand and my given gift, the pendant. She left, resigning. With the resignation letter, she wrote a small letter. Stating she could not deal with this anymore, how she loves me, and how she hates Youra. Or I should say How and why Youra is right for her.

She returned my gift, and it implies a breakup. She indicated she ended things between us. I don't know what broke inside me. I needed my answers. Why after everything we have been through, she left? It didn't hurt my heart, but my ego did too. I don't know what was left. I did everything to show she was the only important person in my life.

I want to let her go if she wants, but the problem is I don't know how to live without her. All these months, I lived with the hope of being with her.

A single tear of frustration, pain, anger, and hurt; left my eyes while I kept reading the letter again and again, still not believing it.

---//---

Mr. Kim dashed home. He came to know that Y/n got arrested a few days ago. He knew who did it. He loved his wife. So much that he even let her affairs go on. Even after his son had to pay for it, he let it go.

He always saved her, no matter what. But it was too much. Suho will come back if he knows about Y/n. Suho wouldn't care about anything, not his or others' safety.

Mr. Kim knows about Suho and Y/n. He never interfered because Suho was happy. He is on the right track of his life. Y/n was positive for him. She made him calmer and more efficient. He was aware, even after his marriage fling continued. The good thing about Y/n is that it is crystal clear she wasn't after their money, nor did she have any dream of becoming Suho's wife. She was there for him and herself. Her feeling was pure. Maybe that was because she came from a village where feeling matters more than money. He wasn't much surprised by the slap incident. Suho was teaching her; she would have become bolder sooner or later.

He has seen the world. He knows who is good or who is pretending to be good. That was a reason he also let it go. If anyone else dared, he wouldn't have gone easy.

He stands in front of his wife and confronts her. Mrs. Kim sloppily answered; she was angry because Y/n slapped Suho. Later, she learned about her affair with Suho. How could she have let Y/n go?

Mr. Kim wasn't pleased. He knows his son. Suho will never look back to his mother if he finds out that Y/n is suffering because of her. He didn't want to lose his son over a girl. Plus, this might be a good opportunity to separate Y/n and Suho. Sooner or later, it was supposed to happen. They both had different lives and lifestyles.

Again, to save his wife and her relationship with Suho, he would do pathetic things. He will let Y/n suffer.

The first thing he did was to ask his wife not to go overboard with her punishment. He went to the office, closing every eyewitness's mouth with money or with the threat of losing their job. Y/n's topic went in the trash. For everyone, she resigned and left. 

He finds Y/n's old letter, which she wrote when Suho was getting married. She had written a resignation letter along with a handwritten letter for Suho.  

He coincidentally thought about everything found in Y/n's place. If his judgment was correct, the teardrop pendant could be a gift from Suho because out of everything, that wasn't very expensive. And he might have seen Y/n wearing it once or twice.  

Without wasting time, he keeps the letter and pendant in Suho's personal drawer on his table. And a resignation letter on his table.  

He didn't tell Suho about Y/n's resignation until he was back from Japan. He made sure everyone said the same thing in case Suho asked anyone.  

Thankfully, things went as he expected to go. 

---//---

Suho was in Japan. Things were going as planned by them. Everyone will be safe soon. Minsoek just talked with Suho. He couldn't stop thinking about Y/n whenever he thought about Suho or heard his name. She was clever in her work. Before leaving for the village, she made sure everything would follow as Suho needed. He thinks of her as a gold-digger, but he feels she isn't like that.  

Minsoek went to meet Mr. Kim. He sees two people beseeching to see Mr. Kim. He usually ignores this kind of thing, but he noticed the CEO floor employee looking at the couple helplessly and disturbed. The female came and started dragging him, "Mark. Think about our jobs. You and I both know there is no way to help Y/n." She said in a hushed voice.

"Her parents have been coming every day, since late three months," Mark started.  

"I know. We cannot do anything, not even comforting. I know you are feeling bad, we all are." They left Minseok in thought. He inquired a bit, and everyone said Y/n resigned. 

He didn't possess experience like Mr. Kim, but he found out.

If he can, Suho can too.

He took Yixing's help to find out more. Yixing went to see Y/n during the night, he had his connection. Even if he didn't like Y/n, he didn't like what she was going through. The worst was to see her parents.  

The case wasn't even going to court. In the name of proof, they only had a few jewelry items, and the company's share was merely one million. One million was nothing. Logically, if Y/n had to do a fraud; it should be above 50 million, at least. Who would risk everyone for one million?  

Minseok and Yixing didn't tell Suho anything, they confronted Mr. Kim.  After a long talk, Mr. Kim convinced them. Suho can't be angry with his mom for a girl. Mr. Kim wasn't aware; even after a warning, Mrs. Kim went overboard. Mr. Kim promises to handle his wife.

Minseok and Yixing helped Y/n. They didn't want her to be in prison. She was innocent and had already gone through a lot.  

They talked with her parents and helped them with everything. From place to stay, food, lawyers, etc; until Y/n was out, and went to the village.  

They see the cab going away. Yixing said, "We need to tell Suho. Mrs. Kim will try to hurt her."

"I know, she is not going to let anything go easily. But right now, we should keep things from Suho."

[proudahgase-exol]

Sehun hates y/n Part 6

Summary: Sehun and you spend more time together and become some what friends. Sehun starts to develop some feelings for you and tells Kyungsoo and Xiumin about it and they try to give him advice.

𝔭𝔞𝔱.1 - 𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔱.2 - 𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔱.3 - 𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔱.4 - 𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔱.5 - 𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔱.6 - 𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔱.7 - 𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔱.8 - 𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔱.9

[pabosontheloose]

Free Day (Sehun)

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Today was a rest day for EXO. One would imagine that the boys would stay at their dorm and rest or do whatever they pleased, but they decided differently. Sehun called me at 6 in the morning and asked me to come over.

“But please pack some beach stuff.” and without a further explanation, he hung up. I groggily started to pack whatever I could think of; sunscreen, a towel, a bathing suit, sunglasses, anything. Once finished, I drove over to their dorm and rang the bell.

“Baby! You made it!” Sehun cheered as he pulled me in and shut the door. I looked inside and the other eight members were sitting excitedly on the couch, each with a bag at the side.

“What was so important that you called me at 6? 6 in the morning! You know I don’t wake up until 10.” I complained. Sehun let out a laugh before sitting me down on the one man chair.

“We-” Chanyeol started, motioning towards everyone in the room including me “-are going to the beach!” and with that, Sehun went and picked up my sleepy self and we all dispersed into two different cars. It was Chanyeol driving, with Jongdae, Baekhyun, Sehun, and me in one car. The other car had Junmyeon as the driver, with Yixing, Kyungsoo, Jongin, and Minseok.

“Oh come on! I don’t wanna sit in the back with them! They’re going to make out and stuff!” Baekhyun whined as he watched Jongdae climb into the passenger seat. Jongdae replied with a laugh and sticking out his tongue to tease him. Baekhyun huffed before climbing into the back seat with us. I sat in between Sehun and him. I was about to fall asleep again, my head was slowly leaning over to Sehun’s shoulder.

“Here, I knew you’d be falling asleep. It’s an hour ride, I’ll wake you up when we get there.” He handed me a blanket. I grinned and gave him a kiss before taking it and draping it over my body and falling straight to sleep once more.

A soft, gentle hand shook me awake. My eyes blinked for a few seconds before finally registering that the car was parked and the members were standing outside.

“We’re here!” Baekhyun cheered before he opened the door and jumped out. Sehun took the blanket from me and left it in his seat before we exited the car. We all then took ourselves to the bathroom, them literally taking up the entire men’s bathroom to change while I went to the women’s. One I was finished changing into my bathing suit, we started heading towards the beach. Baekhyun, Chanyeol, and Jongdae were the first to reach the water being the excited children that they were.

The rest of the members all went to decide a spot to rest on, setting up their beach umbrellas and blankets, water coolers were set on the sand and sunscreen was pulled out. I watched as Kyungsoo and Minseok set up their beach chairs, pull out their sunglasses to put on and lay down. Jongin took one of the water buckets and headed towards the water to most likely start building sand castles.

“So, are you two lovebirds too scared to challenge us in a game of volleyball?” Junmyeon provoked, in his hands were the poles to set up the net while Yixing grinned, holding the ball in his arms. Sehun and I sent a look towards each other before smirking.

“Scared? More like excited to win, hyung.” Sehun replied. With that, we were off to set up the net and start the 2v2 volleyball match.

“Come on Yixing, we can beat these kids.” Junmyeon laughed as he served the ball. The match began and they weren’t kidding around. Sehun and I were using teamwork to help us win. Gradually, Jongdae and Jongin came over to watch.

“We get to take over for the losing team.” Jongdae stated. I looked at Sehun and within a second, I knew we both had the same thought. We were going to lose on purpose. We have all day here and we want to spend some time alone along this beach. So, every time they served, we purposely missed, hit it wrong, or crashed into each other to make it seem like we suck at this game.

“Damn, you guys really suck. Oh well, there’s still time to learn.” Jongdae commented before he dragged Jongin into the match. Sehun and I shrugged before he came over and picked me up over his shoulder.

“Have fun!” he cheered before making his way from the group. Together, the two of us got closer to the water and walked around, hands laced together. It got quieter as we move further and further away from the group, Sehun suddenly bent down to pick something up. He turned to me and opened his palm revealing a small brown rock. It had numerous dents in it which caused the colors to distort into different shades of brown. I raised my eyebrow to question what he was doing.

“It matches your eyes.” he grinned before placing it inside his pocket. I laughed and suddenly, the sweet sound of an ice cream truck rung throughout our ears. Sehun and I had one of those moments again, the moments where we knew exactly what we were going to do. We wasted no time in running towards the sound. He got us both a chocolate cone and paid before we were back to walking along the shore.

“Hey…” he mumbled, looking over to me. I looked up and almost let out a laugh. His lips had a faint ring of chocolate around them. I raised my eyebrow to ask what he wanted.

“Can I have some of yours?” he asked. My eyes widened before looking at his hand. He still held his cone, ice cream still in it.

“Why? You have yours!” I held my cone far away from him as he leaned in to take a bite. There was a smirk on his face and I knew that I needed to finish my ice cream in the next two seconds or else.

“Come oonnn, just a small, tiny bite?” he begged, still leaning in as I was slowly moving away.

“You and I have very different definitions of ‘tiny’.” I mumbled and within the next second, I ducked under his arms and moved a few paces away. Standing up straight, I stared him right in the eyes and grinned before taking the last bite of my ice cream. His eyes held betrayal, they were asking me why I did that to him. He then looked at his ice cream cone before walking towards me, sighing dramatically in the process.

“I guess eating this cone alone wouldn’t feel right...Oh well...” he shrugged and before I knew what his scheme was, his chocolate ice cream was smothered all over my cheek before he was running down the beach, laughing his head off. I was shocked and I didn’t know what to do but the first thing in my mind which was to bend down, grab a fistful of sand, and throw it even though he was far from arm length. Then I went chasing after him.

He was too busy looking forward and laughing that he didn’t notice me gaining speed behind him. When I was close enough, I took a last leap before launching myself over his shoulders, taking him by surprise as he spun around. With this new weight on him, he lost his footing and started to stumble towards the water.

I realized my mistake and taking one last look at the sky, he caused us both to fall into the freezing saltwater. The ice cream on my cheek washed away with the waves when we came back up. He was laughing at me as I surfaced and I slapped the water in his direction, catching sea water in his mouth. I laughed as he was desperately trying to get the taste off his tongue.

“Hey! Animals pee in this water!” he screamed before splashing the water right back at me. We spent that day going back and forth at each other, splashing and screaming before the air started to get a  bit cooler and our lips turned blue.

“These kids, honestly.” Junmyeon shook his head as he came over to us both with two towels in his arms. He handed them to us and Sehun wrapped one around me and the other around himself. Together, we walked back to our spot on the beach. As we got closer, we noticed them starting to build something. In the middle, they had piled up some logs and twigs to start a fire.

“When the heck did you guys bring this?” I asked, I was in the car with them and got out with everyone so I honestly didn’t know they packed this because you don’t randomly find logs at the beach.

“We got it as you guys were being kids in the water earlier.” Minseok answered before chuckling and pulling out the baskets that they also brought. There were three bags of marshmallows and skewer sticks, numerous cans of soda, and chips.

“So you guys didn’t pack anything healthy?” I asked, sitting down next to Baekhyun as Sehun plopped down on my other side.

“What is a ‘healthy’?” Baekhyun asked jokingly as he grabbed a can of soda for himself and Chanyeol.

“Yeah, we know nothing of this “healthy” thing you’re speaking of, but we got snacks!” Chanyeol added before they lit the logs in the middle. As the sky was starting to darken, we were warmed by the fire pit we’ve created. They were roasting marshmallows and stuffing their faces with the food they they’ve brought.

“Don’t tell our manager, okay?” Jongdae pointed a finger at me as he was eating yet another roasted marshmallow. I laughed at all of them, taking another sip of my drink.

We stayed until it was late, making conversations, jokes, telling stories, it was until more than three members saying that they’re tired that we all decided to pack up and head for home. Sehun carried me towards the car and I was dozing off on his back.

“You see, why can’t I find a relationship like that?” Baekhyun complained before he hopped into the back of the car and pouted the rest of the way home.

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A/N: I know, I know, you’re all thinking ‘Woah, the ancient blog has awoken’. I don’t know if this is going to be a temporary thing or not but I don’t want to bring any hopes up to those who ‘enjoy’ my blog. I know I always say that I’ll try to update and that I’m busy but I don’t intend to abandon this blog. I’ll still write as much as I can so that this blog doesn’t keep running dry. Thanks for sticking by to those people who still read from this blog!

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The Darkness of Light- Chapter 5

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“Chun-Ja.” He spoke.

“Wait a second, you guys know each other?” Jongdae came up behind you.

You nodded slowly, not sure if he was really there before you. “We were classmates.”

“Doesn’t that mean you’re a... noona?” Sehun asked.

“To you, I am. But I skipped a few grades.” You tap his shoulder.

“That’s nice.” Baekhyun said, you noticed his fists were clenched hard enough that his knuckles were white.

“Of course, it is. I haven’t seen him since forever.” You were completely oblivious of Baekhyun’s oblivious state. And that didn’t go unnoticed by everyone around you.

“Here, let’s go in.” Yixing coughed, gesturing to the door. You nodded, following Junmyeon inside, excited to catch up with each other.

“Wait. You’re Yuta’s professor?” You said, confused.

“No. But I see him around the campus a lot. I teach some of his friends.” Junmyeon says. You thank Kyungsoo for giving you a fresh mug of herbal tea.

“Cool.” You say simply, sipping the tea. You could hear Chanyeol, Sehun, Jongin, and Chen playing a currently ‘popular’ video game in the next room.

“So, why are you here?” Junmyeon asked, suddenly.

“Why? You don’t want me here?” You playfully poked his side making him jump in surprise.

“No, it’s not that. It’s just that I don’t think it’s very... safe.” He trails off.

“What do you mean?” You ask him, tilting your head in confusion.  

Junmyeon let out a deep breath. He doesn’t meet your eyes as he rubs the back of his head.

“I’ll go.” You say. You didn’t want to interfere.

“Thanks.” He replies. “I’ll contact you. Maybe I’ll stop by that bakery of yours.” He smiles as you both exchange phone numbers.

Yixing happily volunteers to drive you back. Although, you’re still a bit confused about the whole situation, you trust that Junmyeon has good intentions.

Right when you left, Junmyeon gets slammed onto the table, pinned down.

“Who are you to tell her to leave?” Baekhyun growls down at the leader. No sign of respect in his voice.

“This is exactly why I told her to leave.” Junmyeon said calmly.

“What do you mean?" Baekhyun’s eyes flash his inhuman golden color.

“You aren’t ready. Both of you, aren’t.” Jumyeon says. “If it wasn’t for me, or your brothers, you would’ve killed her already. Or worse, mark her when we have enemies.”  

“What?” Baekhyun immediately backs away. “What enemies?”

“Seeing that a younger pack has already settled, it wouldn’t be long for a reckless omega group to seek refuge here.” Junmyeon spoke, rubbing his wrists. “Minseok hyung already trailed a scent, and they aren’t ‘normal’ pitiful omegas.”

“Yup. These guys were kicked out of their pack for several reasons. All bad.” Kyungsoo comes in.  

“Murder of pack members, torturing innocents, abusing mates...” Junmyeon counts his fingers off. “That isn’t the start of it.”

“I think that younger wolf did a good job of masking her scent.” Kyungsoo spoke out, making Baekhyun growl at the thought.

“He’s right. The kid’s her only line of defense at the moment.” Junmyeon gets a glass of water and starts to drink it.

“We can help.” Baekhyun insists, already making a plan in his head. “We can split our shifts around her bakery and her house.”

“Like anyone would trust your control around her.” Kyungsoo muttered, but obviously loud enough to hear with the enhanced senses.

Baekhyun was a second away from practically ripping his throat out.  

“Actually, maybe that would be a good opportunity to control yourself and defend her.” Junmyeon spoke before Baekhyun could do anything.

“But, of course, we can’t leave you both alone until that happens.” He finished.  

Baekhyun deflates at the last part, but perks up at the idea of seeing you on a set basis. Suddenly the door is crashed open. A grumbling Minseok storms in, almost ripping the refrigerator door open. He grabs a bottle of water and chugs it, crushing the bottle with one hand, practically into smithereens.  

As he growls then leaves to go back outside, the whole room is silent for a second.  

“How long?” Kyungsoo asks into the silence. He gets only silence as an answer.

“I think it’s because of...” Junmyeon nods to Baekhyun, signaling his ‘mate situation’. Baekhyun frowned in confusion.

You on the other hand, went along with the rest of your day peacefully. You waved good bye to Yixing and thanked him for the ride, giving him a free pastry on his way back. Yuta immediately went up to embrace you in a tight hug. But you noted that he wasn’t mentioning the boys at all, and after his shift he had his usual goodbye and seemed like nothing ever happened.  

You closed up the bakery, wanting to explore the wonderful town. You wandered into a homey looking book store.

“Ji-Woo?” You ask, seeing the familiar female’s face behind the counter.

“Chun-Ja!” She exclaims looking up from her open book.

“You work here?” You ask, waving your hands around the place.

“Yeah, I actually manage it.” She smiles.

“I guess similar people attract, huh.” You nudge her with your elbow, making her laugh.

“What’re doing here? I thought the bakery closed later.” She said, worried.

“Ah. Really weird day, met a childhood friend and others that were just hectic.” You say shrugging. “I should introduce you sometime, you both seem compatible.”

You see as Ji-Woo blushes.  

“No, I didn’t mean it like that.” You say, trying not to laugh. "I mean, if you want it to. But I wouldn’t see how anyone could think that way about Junmyeon."

“Junmyeon.” She says making you giggle at how lovestruck she already is.  

“Hey, I’m going to explore the store as you do... that.” You wave your hands around her form as you walk away to explore.

You decide to go see a shelf full of mythology books. You felt a presence behind you. As you turned to see, you see a man cornering you. He pushes you against the shelf, pinning you.

“How interesting. A girl like you, knows one of the most powerful alphas?” He snickers. “Perhaps... a mate?”

[exodusmc]

Golden, like the snitch

Genre: Hogwarts au, fluff, some angst

Words: 3092

Paring:  slytherin  Sehun x  hufflepuff reader

Warning!: Injury, bad relationship with parents

a/n: This ones a part in my hogwarts series, I’m solwly working one the other guys as well. But schools hard man, but maybe it will clam down a little now and I’ll get some motivation back! I will try to update Insider more and I hope everyones well!

Gif is not mine 

You were always sitting by the window facing whomping willow, a book in your hands that flipped pages with a soft sound. Sehun would lean his head against one of the many book shelves, eyes closed as he just listened. The title could be about animals or herbs, even the universe was in your rotations of books. But it was your time to relax, his too, and he really needed it right now. There was a quidditch match right around the corner, looming over his shoulders like his bloodline. 

Sehun was a pureblood and he remembered the day he got sorted to slytherin, the happiness and relief he felt made him almost feel like he was drowning. But that was a long time ago, he was young back then, believing in blood and pride. Things were different now when he was sitting on the floor just breathing. The wish for everything to always be like this was growing like weed in his soul. 

-

Cheering echoed like a white noise in his head. Chanyeol swished around in his red clothing with grins on his lips. Sure, they were friends with each other but he was competitive and Sehun knew he actually had to try, if he wanted to avoid the disappointment of his father. 

Sweat dropped down his forehead as the Quaffel was thrown up. 

“Game on” someone screamed as Sehun focused everything on the snitch. He had to get it.

Wind ripped around him as he flew towards the golden ball, seeing the other seeker in the corner of his eye. Sehun barely managed to avoid the gryffindor coming at him.

Diving down, he slipped between wooden poles, only accompanied by the drumming of his heart. He was lean which meant he could move fast and it made him a great seeker, but he was also foolish. 

Coming up from the tunnel like graves around the arena, he was so focused on the snitch he missed the other seeker.  Swirling around and around, pain shot up his side. Sehun could feel his vision blurr but he had to ignore it and all the gasps from the public. He couldn't even hear what the announcer said, only try to steer his broom right. 

“Shit shit…”his mumble was lost to the wind, adrenaline making the pain forgettable. The snitch was so close now, he could almost feel it with his fingers tips. Cheering broke out around him and Sehun exhaled one last time. 

Lifting his gaze from the golden ball, time stopped, because there was another golden thing right before him. His obsidian eyes met yours as you were standing with the other hufflepuffs, right in the direction he was flying towards. It was you and only you, until there was nothing. 

Gaps broke through the crowd and you put your hands over your mouth. Someone was screaming at the slytherin beaters but you could only stare at the green and black pile on the ground. Both bludgers had hit him in the side. 

Teachers rushed towards him, Hagrid lifting the limp body and ignoring Mcgonagall's warnings to wait for a gurney.    

You hadn't spoken much with Sehun but you knew about the Oh family since they had an interesting history but rumors spread like wildfires in Hogwarts so you knew more than just history too. Searching through the crowd, you found the man who had similar features to Sehun but he didn't even look concerned. No, he only stood up and left the stand. 

“Did he die?” someone to your right asked but you could only hope it was not the case, besides Madame Pomfrey was excellent with what she was doing, the best. You knew since you had studied a little under her and she was almost a miracle worker. 

- 

Sehun groaned as he seemingly came back to life, the grogginess and headache making him turn to the side and hope for a bucket or something to catch his last lunch. But nothing came up, only liquid since he hadn't eaten for five days. 

Coughing, he managed to focus on the tall windows. It wasn't something new, being in the hospital wing, but the figure standing to his right, holding a bucket, was something new.

You looked concerned at his pale face, even if you had watched it turn green, blue and red. He had some nasty bruises still but they had started to fade, all thanks to…

“Madame Pomfrey, he’s awake!” you called for the peculiar woman, watching as she came out from her room.

She had a tendency to not like when the wing was crowded but ever since you expressed interest in healing magic, had she helped you and taken a liking to you. Madame Pomfrey would smile at you and say that she felt safe leaving her wing to you when her time had come. It made you feel both warm and weird, how could she not be in the hospital wing? Folding sheets or making sure that all the supplies were stocked?

“Now now mister Oh, please stay down..” she pushed Sehun down gently, making him still as she checked to see how he had healed. 

You remember coming later the same day he had fallen, just before curfew. The scary bandages and hollowness of his eyes. It got worse when Madame Pomfrey told you about the broken ribs and arm and dislocated shoulder and twisted ankle and…yeah, you were surprised he was as whole as he was.

“Everything seems to be healing right but I want you to rest for this day…”the Madame stood up, mumbling to herself a little as she thought about what she had to write down, you guessed.”I’ll get you some food…and Y/n, please don't stay too long, our patient needs his sleep..”

She said everything with a smile but you knew she meant it too, besides why were you here? You didn't know Sehun..maybe you should tell his friends instead. 

Madame Pomfrey left with the closing of the privacy screens and you were alone with Sehun. It got awkward fast, you wondered why you were still there and he thought about how you had seen him take fall from the sky and throw up. He was so cool..yeah right, all he had to do now was say something stupid. 

“How..how are you feeling?” the question hung in the air, your voice soft like the turning of pages. 

Sehun closed his eyes, floating back to all the times in the library, the peace and calm. He hadn't realised until now but you were a safe space just as much as the window nook. 

“I’m sore but that’s about it…have a little bit of a headache, maybe..”your smile was too pretty, almost unfair. He knew why you belonged to hufflepuff. 

“That’s good…since you took quite a fall..”his slightly reddening cheeks made you giggle. Gazing at him up close was so different from seeing him in the corridors, the boy was not as scary as you thought. 

The ruffle of fabric made the both of you tense as Madame Pomfrey arrived with food, her blue eyes having something knowing in them. 

“Here you go mister Oh…eat carefully now so it stays down..”she left as soon as she came but you knew it was time for you to go as well. 

“Well I should leave you now…”it actually made him disappointed, seeing you stand up from the chair. It felt empty now. “By the way…you caught it, the snitch..”

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“Dude! You can't scare us like that!” Chanyeol’s loud voice made Madame Pomfrey almost throw her tray, glaring at the giant who pulled the privacy screens with one goal in mind. Junmeyon had the decency to look embarrassed and apologetic at the older woman before he to piled into the almost room.”I really thought you were dead!”

Sehun smiled a little, the feeling of warmness spreading through his cold chest when he watched Junmyeon, Chanyeol and Baekhyun standing before him. The others would be here too if it weren't for school and Madame Pomfrey. But they were family and the best thing that could have ever happened to him. They were what made him take the right way, his own way. 

“Yea! I mean, we couldn't have let you go in that way! It would have been too embarrassing for you!” Baekhyun teased but Junmyeon would later tell him that the other slytherin boy had cried for days and been red eyed due to it. Chaewon had told them about how scared he was, even after it was declared that Sehun would survive. 

“How did you miss the bludgers!?”Chanyeol leaned forward, staring his friend down. Sehun was usually one of the best players and missing those goddamn iron balls was one hell of a rookie mistake, especially since it was so they were coming towards him.

Something clicked in Baekhyun's brain and he got that grin on his face, accompanied with that look that only meant hell was about to go down. Junmyeon swallowed because he also knew why and it was spelt hufflepuff. 

“Maybe he was looking for something else..just as gold as the snitch..”the smirk widened, his tone crawling over Sehun’s skin. Baekhyun leaned forward, excitement in his brown eyes.”A little bird whispered that she had been here everyday since the fall…hmm, you wouldn't know, would ya?”

Sehun’s cheeks reddened and that was that, his crush confirmed for his loud mouthed friend. Chanyeol’s eyes widened as realisation hit him like the Hogwarts express.

“Is it her you have been going to all this time? When you just disappear?” Chanyeol’s question made Sehun even hotter in the face and Baekhyun made some delighted noise. 

“My my..have our little Sehunnie fallen in love? I never thought I would see the day!” Baekhyun could tease anyone to death but he was quickly remiended with his own pining after Chaewon and actually kept his mouth shut after that. 

“Well..I’m happy you’re fine..”Junmyeon smiled, his hair perfectly laid.”Rest some more now..”

With that was Sehun left alone again and Chanyeol hurried out when he felt the daggers Madame Pomfrey's eyes threw after him.

-

You didn't dare come back for three days after Sehun had woken up, too embarrassed and filled with butterflies. But the Madame asked for your help so one morning, when the double doors closed, were you standing in the room and alone with the black haired slytherin again. 

“Good morning.”Sehun had started to love the sounds of your voice, carving to hear the tones.

“Morning..”it became quiet again, you two just studying each other.” Why are you here?”

Maybe it sounded rude, he hoped it didn't, but he sure knew what he wished you would say. 

“I’m helping Madame Pomfrey…and she shows me some…stuff.”

“Oh…”disappointing but not surprising, stupid of him to hope you came to see him. 

Quiet again, so heavy that it felt like something pressed down on his chest. Sehun’s hair shone in morning light filtering through half opened white curtains. It looked soft when it had no gel in, like you wanted to pull your fingers through it. Some colour had returned to his face as well but the tone was still contracting to those were dark eyes. Green sure fit him but this not so perfect look made him less hard. 

“How’s everything going? Are you well now?” you kept your distance, watching like you always did. He was pure blood and you were half, it would never be okay or even an option.

“I’m okay now, getting out tomorrow..”

“Oh…”you wanted to say more, wanted to ask about him..the real him, but nothing left your lips, nothing left his.”That’s great to hear…”

Sehun didn't have a chance to say something more, he could only watch as you slipped into Madame Pomfrey’s room.

-

Sehun watched you from afar, gaze following as he guessed you were picking out a book to read at your nook…One week had passed since he left the hospital wing and he felt like the two of you were catching each other's eyes more but you would look away, every time. And Baekhyun noticed, he noticed it too much. 

“You know..ogling at her won't make her come talk to you…” Sehun glared at his house mate, hating the heat he felt covering his cheeks.

“You forced Chanyeol to come when you wanted to talk to Chaewon…about dragons too..”Kyungsoo didn't look up from his book when he spoke, missing the offended look Baekhyun had. 

“Yeah…and you were pale because you were so stressed.”Chanyeol smiled but Sehun had noticed that his giant of a friend was looking for someone and that he had been a little off since he ran into that ravenclaw. 

“Maybe I can get Chaewon to talk to her!..”Baekhyun’s voice was loud again, earning glares from a table filled with students.”...but I don't really know if they are friends…”

Sehun stopped listening because you were gone and it took most of his willpower to not go after you or at least where he thought you went.

-

Autumn had turned to winter and Sehun started to dread the holiday break, even if there were weeks left. He hadn't heard from his father since he fell and it probably meant he was mad. It clouded his mind and Chanyeol was worried for his friend, seeing him fall deeper and deeper in that dark void. 

“Hey..are you staying over the holidays?” Sehun looked at the giant, scarf covering most of his lower face but letting his ears point out.”I was thinking about it anyway…”

Sehun sighed. He knew that Chanyeol really wanted to go home, see his family and the creature he called a dog. 

“No…I’m going home…” but it wasn't home, not like Hogwarts.”I think you should too.”

Chanyeol smiled sadly, throwing his arm over his friend's shoulders. 

“Well then, we better celebrate before everyone leaves!” yea, before everyone leaves…” Butterbeers on me!”

Sehun laughed lightly, nodding his head, black hair laid perfectly just like his uniform.  He would miss his friends but he couldn't keep them here, not when they already did so much for him. However, there was one more place he had to go to before leaving, one more person to see. 

-

The bookshelves were the same, spines in all colours and with all titles. Sehun walked quietly, following his usual path towards the window. But you weren't there, no he was just staring out the glass at a grey world which would probably soon be covered in white snow. The whomping willow bare and almost lonely. 

“Oh…uhm…”he turned fast as lightning, wide eyed and blushing. You stood there, book in hand and robes falling over your form.”Sorry…are using this…uhm place?”

Sehun just stared. There you were, busting him. Shit. 

“No no…eh..”Sehun scratched his neck, wondering what he should say. You had already seen him and it would be weird if he just ran away.”You can…read here, if you want..”

But he didn't move, glancing up and down from your book to your eyes. You too felt like disappearing. No one had ever come close the million times you had been here and now was Oh Sehun standing there, looking dumbfounded. 

“O..okay..?”Shit, he should really leave, like now but he didn't want to. The next time he could be in forever and anything could happen. 

“Maybe we can…use it together?” Sehun grabbed a random book from the shelf, smiling slightly. It made his face completely different, soft and with arched brows instead of straight.

“Sure…but I didn't know you were interested in the frog choir…” Sehun looked down at the book he had taken, hearing you giggle softly under your breath. He blushed, putting it back before actually looking at the titles.

You kept laughing as quietly as you could, hopping up to sit by the window you always sat, back pressed against the wooden frame. It was actually spaceus up there and had a nice view of the outside, something which made you calm, for the most part. But now, now was a slytherin distracting you. 

Sehun looked and looked, taking a book called “History of frogs and the magic world” and putting it back. It made you laugh again, the clueless look he had as he searched for something bearable to read. He didn't know that this was the “frog corner” and that you had chosen it because almost no one came back here.

“You won't find anything here…If you don't want to read about frogs…”your smile was wide as Sehun turned to look at you, this weird feeling floating through him. Most of the time, he was hiding behind one of the shelfs but was now right before you.

“Ah…Yeah not really..”

“Do..Do you want me to read for you?” you lifted the book in your hands, heat slowly creeping up your face.” I’m a couple pages in but maybe that’s okay?”

Sehun nodded, swallowing a little too hard. It was everything he had dreamed of for a long time but it felt..not scary but not okay either. Like this could break a fragile picture of something he cherished. 

He hopped onto the window sill, leaning against the cool glass as you started to read. It was pleasant to listen to, made his heart beat calmly. Your voice was really like the turning of pages, soft and full in a sense that only emotions made vowles. 

With closed eyes, he let the whole world be only you and your voice. There was nothing more, no problem and no need. Only you and him. Everything made you hope a little, glancing at the slytherin boy with polished hair and no part of his uniform tilted. Maybe one day, you’ll read for him but those words will be your own and said to him as a promise of forever…hopefully he’ll have his own too. 

“Shhhhh…”Baekhyun waved his hand up and down, a camera pointing towards a window. He was leaning as much as he could around the bookshelf, holding his tongue between his teeth. 

You and Sehun were blissfully unaware of the jokester, who was Sehun’s housemate. But he was too unaware of the gryffindor taking his own picture. Those two pictures would later become your favorite when your Hogwarts years were done. Sehun would blush but secretly feel the same

[youxidol]

123 with Exo's Jongin?

send me number + an idol’s name and i’ll write a drabble for you!

The first night in your new apartment was fun. You’d only managed to get your bed unpacked, so you could sleep well before a busy day finishing everything.

You woke first, and decided to cook something for the two of you, needing as much energy as possible for the busy day ahead. Half-way through cooking, Jongin’s feet hitting the floor could be heard. “Morning,” he mumbled, leaning to kiss your cheek. 

When you turned to return the kiss, you saw he was wearing one of your shirts over his boxers. “You look good in my clothes,” you giggled, cupping his cheeks and rubbing your thumb over the stubble on his chin. “Should I wear them more often?” he grinned, leaning into your hands. 

[sillytaetime]

My Bias list!!!

ok, so you guys know the groups i write for, but i figured i would tell you guys all the groups i stan and my bias’s and bias wreckers:)

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Enhypen-- my bias is Heeseung; my bias wrecker is Jay.

Pentagon-- my bias is Kino; I don't have a bias wrecker.

BTS-- my bias is Jungkook; my bias wrecker is Taehyung.

Tomorrow x Together-- my bias is beomgyu; my bias wrecker is Taehyun.

Seventeen-- my bias is Mingyu; my bias wreckers are Jeonghan, Woozi and The8.

NCT 127-- my bias is Jaehyun; my bias wrecker is Mark.

NCT dream-- my bias is Jisung; my bias wreckers are Jaemin and Jeno.

WayV-- my bias is Hendery; my bias wrecker is Ten.

SHINee-- my bias is Taemin; my bias wrecker is Minho.

EXO-- my bias is Baekhyun and Lay; my bias wrecker is Sehun.

Stray Kids-- my bias is lee know; my bias wrecker is Felix.

SuperM-- my bias is Baekhyun; my bias wrecker is Taemin.

JustB-- my bias is Geonu; I don’t have a bias wrecker.

Weeekly-- my bias is Zoa; my bias wrecker is Monday.

Aespa-- my bias is Karina; my bias wrecker is Winter.

ITZY-- my bias is Yuna; my bias wrecker is Ryujin.

Blackpink-- my bias is Lisa; my bias wrecker is Jennie.

Mamamoo-- my bias is Hwasa; my bias wrecker is moonbyul.

Nmixx-- my bias is Kyujin; my bias wreckers are Sullyoon and Lily.

Le sserafim-- my bias is Chaewon; I don’t have a bias wrecker.

Fromis_9-- my bias is Jiwon; my bias wrecker is Nagyung.

Twice-- my bias is nayeon; i don’t have a bias wrecker.

My ult groups are BTS, Seventeen and Enhypen

My ult biases are Heeseung and Jungkook

[w0nnielov3]

A/N: This is my first timestamp so sorry if its off, I hope you guys enjoy it though! This is a gender neutral timestamp since I wanted everyone to feel welcome on my first FF :D 

Warning: Spelling mistakes at most !!

[12:30 am] Bopping your head slowly to the music that was playing in the background as you keep your eyes glued to kai who was currently practicing. He had asked you to come to watch him practice and who were you to deny. 

You stopped bopping your head once the music came to a halt, slowly standing up you walked towards kai before giving him a back hug as you set your chin on his shoulder “You did well.”

Looking at Kai through the mirror just in time to notice the smile on his face before feeling him turn around a small ‘thank you’ leaving his mouth while she interlocked your hands with his 

“Are you tired? We can go home now.” Thinking for a second before nodding you happily skipped back to where you sat earlier, quickly grabbing your phone jacket.

 “Can we cuddle when we get home? You have been gone for a while and I miss your cuddles.” You asked with a pout while starting to pull your arms through the jacket sleeve. You weren't lying when you said you guys haven't cuddled for a while 

Due to his schedule, he’s been very busy with practice which leads to not being able to see each other much, but you still made an effort to see each other no matter what. “Of course, why would you ask that if you know the answer will be yes.” 

He jokingly shook his head at you with a small smile as he also gathered his things. Walking towards the door you patiently waited for him to finish “Yeah I know, but I still wanted to ask.”

As he finished he walk towards you, taking a moment you slightly clap before walking out the practice room as he reached you. Interlocking hands with you Kai smiled softly as he looked at your hands in his “I Missed you.” he admitted before kissing your temple. 

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Quiet~ Baekhyun (requested)

Anonymous said:Could you pls do a Baekhyun where you end up fighting because of his loudness and talkative personality ( like he was non stop that day?)? I loveeeeeeeeeee your blog!!!!!!

Jagi look at this

Oooh what are you watching?

This seems like a good movie.

Can we go get coffee later?

“Jagi look  at this!” Baekhyun yelled once again while you were trying to peacefully watch your movie. 

Today hadn’t held one moment of peace and quiet for you. Baekhyun continued to ramble and you sucked in a hard breath, pausing the movie. You couldn’t handle any more of Baekhyun’s loudness today.

“Baek!” You exclaimed. “Can you be quiet for a little while?”

His expression quickly turned from vibrant to hurt. Without a word, he stood up from his seat on the couch next to you, and walked to the bedroom. Your stomach sank at his silence and you stood up to go check on him. You opened the bedroom door and found him stuffing a few clothes in his backpack before grabbing his keys. 

“Baek, what are you doing?”

“You told me to be quiet, so I’m going to give you time alone.” He stated coldly. 

“That’s not what I meant.” You said quickly.

“Then what did you mean then?” He asked. “Hmm, (Y/N)?” 

“I just needed a little peace and quiet, Baek.” You said. “I don’t want you to go.”

He looked down at you silently, tears forming in your eyes. He sighed as he sat his backpack down, then pulling you into a tight hug. 

“I’m sorry I made you upset.” You said. 

“And I’m sorry for being so loud.” Baekhyun said before pulling away. “Now let’s go finish that movie. I promise I’ll be quiet.”

[jongixun]

How do we fight monsters without becoming one ourselves?

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Love Shot

CHAPTER 3

Pairing: Exo x Reader

Rating: Drama, Angst, Smut, Fluff

WARNINGS: Language, Eventual Violence, Lots of Smut Later on

Chapter | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 |

It was hard to find something ball worthy. Balls really weren't in my resume in things im able to do, so I had no idea how to go about shopping for one. It seemed stupid, and it was stressing me out so much even Mino realized it. He tried to help, he really did but after the third store I could tell there was no use in having him there, so I had to just let him leave.

Once I found it, I knew it was right. All of the stress of finding the perfect dress really took a toll on me, and as I stared at the fleshy pink tulle gown I couldn't help but to wonder why it was I had become so obsessed with finding something that fit me perfectly. It was because of Baekhyun. And possibly Junmyeon too. That part scared me. Why I wanted to impress these two men made no sense to me. The feeling of my heart fluttering when Baekhyun was laughing, or when Junmyeon was smiling took over and I had to put the dress down.

The excitement of the ball took over everything that day. I knew I would be the only self readied person there, so I decided to take my time. Make sure there was no room for error. I couldn't help but stop and look at myself on my way out, the soft fairy lights in my now dim room catching the gold that scattered the soft pink material made me feel like a goddess.

I smiled to myself, running my hand over my stomach once before collecting enough of the skirt to make it easier to walk down the stairs. A large black car waited for me outside my apartment and to my surprise no one else was in it. A short balding man bowed deeply to me as he opened the door, his hands moving quickly to gather the rest of my dress into the car so it didnt catch in the door.

The drive was spent trying to calm my nerves. The closer I got the more sweaty my hands became and I couldnt do anything else but wipe them on the seats as we finally turned down the long drive way. Cars stacked closely behind each other as guests arrived one by one. The wait to exit didnt help my nerves as the closer I got the more beautiful women I saw exiting with their dates. It was intimidating.

I was surprised to see Beakhyun, Jongmyeon and five other men standing outside of their house when It was finally my turn to get out. I froze seeing Junmyeon walking closer to the car, eventually opening my door for me.

“You look… Beautiful, Y/n.” He said, taking my hand. I could tell he ment it by the look in his eyes. He seemed truly shocked, but given it was really the first time hes ever seen me not covered in paint I didnt let it get to my head.

He held onto my hand even after the car door had closed, leading me slowly to the other men who stood there, all looking at me. I let my eyes scan all of them. They were all handsome, all in different ways. My gaze ended with Jongin, the look in his eyes more genuine than they had been the past few times he had met me. I found this strange, but I didn't have time to think about why it was since Junmyeon took no time in introducing me to the boys.

I smiled as I shook each one of their hands, each boy just as polite as the one after until my hand once again fell into Jongin’s. In a swift motion he flipped my hand over and kissed it softly, the cocky, almost dangerous look flashing through his eyes quickly. Junmyeon cleared his throat.

“Okay, that's enough. Sehun here has a gift for you.” He said thankfully. You pulled your hand away from Jongin a little too roughly and turned your attention to the man Junmyeon referred to as the youngest of the seven.

Instead of saying anything Sehun approached you slowly, reaching into his coat to pull out a delicate gold mask embroidered with diamonds. My eyes went wide, it was the most beautiful thing ive ever seen. Before I could protest the jester Sehun had rounded me, placing the mask over my face and tying it softly. As soon as I felt his hands dropped I turned to see a soft smile on his stone face.

“Ready to have some fun?” Baekhyun said, making me turn around again.

Junmyeon’s hand was once again reaching for mine, and even though I knew a bit better this time, I didnt stop him from taking it and leading me back up to the porch. We walked through the house, Junmyeon leading me in front of all the other boys who flanked us closely. The house, which seamed to glow a brilliant gold rather than the white it did before, had people from all corners of the world scattered about. It was obvious, though, that the party was outside. Two men in tailcoats opened a set of wide, tall double doors for us to an extensive garden. There were lights hanging through all the trees, all leading to the same center where a large fountain was running, and just to the left was a set up floor where people were dancing.

“Y/n, Would you like a drink?” Junmyeon asked, his hand moving from mine to the bare skin of my back. He smiled warmly as I nodded, excusing himself before I could offer to go with him.

“Ill introduce myself again, My name is Jongdae.” My attention moved to him, and once again I smiled. “Baekhyun told me you were commissioned for your art. Thank you for taking the time.” He added, sweetly.

“It’s my pleasure. I really do love your home so im excited to be able to contribute.” I said.

Junmyeon returned to hand me a glass of wine, pointing out he remembered how I had been drinking white wine at our first meeting. The four of us had been talking intently while others wet off to do what they pleased. Jongdae and Baekhyun together had me laughing nonstop, the stories they started to tell of their pre pubescent years making it hard to even get a sip of my drink in. Junmyeon, on the other hand had finished him in attempted to hide the fact he was getting slightly embarrassed at the stories being told.

“How about he go dance. What do you say?” He said turning to me and pushing his empty glass into Baekhyun’s empty chest.

I smiled at the other boys as my hand for the third time was taken. I couldn't lose the smile that had grown as Junmyeon led me to the middle of the dancefloor. He pulled me in close before starting to lead our dance.

“Why are you still laughing?” He said in a fake hurt voice.

“It's just funny to see that millionaires are people too.” I teased, laughing as he spun me away before spinning me back in tightly.

“I have a feeling about you.” He said once I was back into his arms and we were back to swaying at an appropriate pace.

“And whats that feeling?” You asked, not quite sure you you were flirting or not.

“That were going to be come very fond of you. And you of us.” He said.

Before I could ask what he meant by that we were being summoned back by Baekhyun and Jongdae where they stood by the bar. Junmyeon once again took my hand, which now just felt natural. Baekhun handed you a new glass of wine before doing the same to Junmyeon. You stood there laughing, but this time the glasses of wine where going down a little faster than they had been before.

Junmyeon introduced you to people when he could, but thankfully were very self aware of just how much you were drinking. Eventually more of the guys started to make their way over to the four of us, Chanyeol being the first, and the flirtiest. I didn't mind though. I honestly was too drunk to care. The one conversation quickly turned into two conversations as Chanyeol and I started to get distracted, laughing and whispering lightly as you pointed at the people dancing.

Before I could get a grasp on things Chanyeol was pulling me towards the dance floor causing me to shove my glass back at Jongdae as I was pulled away quickly. We laughed the entire way we half jogged back to the dance floor, and once we got there our dance moves were so dramatic and goofy it was hard to keep a straight face we were maintaining. Chanyeol was so fun, and I think he knew he was since I couldn't control my laughter.

A tap on Chanyeol’s shoulder was the only thing that would have separated the two of us, and before I could really protest Jongin’s body was knowing being pressed to mine. I made Chanyeol laugh one more time by extending my arm out as if to say I would miss him before turning back and wrapping my arms around Jongin’s neck.

Dancing with Jongin was so different than dancing with Chanyeol. I had sobered up enough for my body to remember all of the concerns about him, but I was still drunk enough to not care. Or so I thought. The way he looked at me made my skin hot. He was taller than me even in my heels, so the way he looked down at me caused my heart to flutter. I decided to be bold. I could feel something might happen, so I wanted to make sure I wouldn't be making a mistake by someone who scared me.

I had so much to say, but the communication between my brain and my mouth seemed to be shut down as none of these things I wanted to say came out. Instead I was stuck there, unable to get myself out of his grasp and completely in a trance by his gaze. I couldn’t stop myself from letting my eyes wonder his face. His eyes were dark. Lustful as the warm feeling of his hand against my cold skin held me tighter. Nothing was being said, but our bodies were talking to one another. He noticed my eyes flicking from his to his lips causing his tongue to gently poke through before his teeth caught his lip.

I was convinced he could feel my heart as it was about to jump out of my chest from beating so hard. As we swayed his grip tightened, but not in a way that made me feel suffocated. I couldn't push the feeling of comfort out of my mind. As he held me tighter his head dipped so his lips hovered right by my ear. Goosebumps covered my skin as an eruption of static seemed to run down my neck.

“Lets sneak away.”

That was all he needed to say. I felt like I should protest. My sober mind was begging me too, but my legs followed all too willingly as his hand grasped mine and pulled me through the crowd. I was all but running by his side as we snuck into the darkness to find a side door that no one was hovering around. His hand held mine lightly as he led the way up the stairs, slowing down only enough to allow me to collect my skirt so I didn't trip on it.

The hallway we ended up in was dimly lit, but I didn't have a chance to take a good look around as I was desperately being pushed against a wall, my hands now both being held above my head. I accepted Jongin’s kiss willingly, his lips crashing against mine before his body held me in place against the wall. He didn't fight me when I pulled my wrists out of his hand as if he knew I was going to wrap them tightly around his neck. His kiss was rough, but smooth as his lips fought with mine. I couldn't help my hands from tangling themselves in his hair, at that moment, all I could think about was touching him and him touching me.

I squealed gently followed by a giggle that made him smirk as he stepped back and pulled me with him, his eyes growing dark as he backed me up and into what I assumed was his bedroom. As if my hands had a mind of their own I tugged at his coat until it fell off his shoulders, my hands not stopping until the buttons of his shirt were completely undone. I took a minute to admire is body, letting my fingers trail back up to his chest. He was very obedient, I noticed. My hands found their way under the material that still touched his shoulders and before I could push that down he was doing it for me, quickly connecting our lips again. I felt his hands making their way up my back, searching for the zipper to my dress. He found it with ease, giving it a soft tug and letting his hand take its time as it traced down my spine.

Easily my dress pooled at my feet, his hand now finding their way around my waist again to pull me in tightly. Once again he walked me backwards, out lips still moving at top speed as we both fought for breath. He laid me down gently, his hand not letting go of my body until I was secure on the bed and he was between my legs. I was surprised to feel the kissing slow, but not surprised when his lips left mine to kiss down my neck.

I watched him as his head lowered slowly on my body, his lips kissing every inch he made. The feeling of his teeth pulling at my panties caused my arm to cover my mouth. I didn’t realize just how turned on I had become. His eyes met mine as his hands finally made their way down from where they held my waist. They were dark, and full of lust. I couldnt help but to grow shy as he pulled my panties down. Sex was something ive had, but not often so the thought of being naked in front of someone was still new to me.

It was like he could sense that as he stood back over my body, his forearm flexing by the side of my head.

“Any time you say stop I will.” He said sternly, watching me closely as I nodded to show him I understood.

He paused for a second, watching me, but I quickly closed the gap by wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him back down to me. I didn't want him to stop, no matter how shy I got.

His hands once agains trailed down my side, his touch so light it tickled my body. My chest rose and fell heavily as I tried to catch my breath again, watching him as his head once again dipped down my body, his hands now moving back up and under me to unclasp my bra. I let my eyes close, wanted to feel him touching me and nothing else as he moved to position himself.  

He didn't hold back for one second, his tongue moving vigorously against my clit as two of his fingers slowly stretched me out. I couldn't help the heavy breaths and moans that escaped my lips as my hand gripped the bedsheet in desperate attempt to allow him to finish me off. It didn't take him long, though. The muscles in my stomach clenched as my body contorted quickly. His free hand moved to wrap around my thigh, holding me open as my thighs began to quiver furiously. I let out a loud breath, my head tilting backwards as my entire body seemed to release with pleasure.

My heart raced and my fingers ached as I released the bedsheet, my eyes slowly opening to see him grinning still between my legs. He let out a low chuckle after he kissed the inside of my thigh and my body shook once more due to how tender I had become. He slowly crawled back up and once again placed his lips right beside my ear.

I didn't even let him say what he probably wanted to say. I needed him more than I had before. I didn't care how tender I was, I needed him to finish what he had started. My fingers quickly fumbled with his belt as he attempted to kick off his shoes. I didn't care about anything in that moment, not even enough to finish undoing his pants. My arms wrapped back around his neck pulling him back in closely and kissing him harder than I had been before. Again his hands wrapped around my waist but this time to sit me up.

I could feel him undressing himself once I had followed his mouth into a kneeling position. I was fully ready to return the favor orally, but he had something else in mind once his pants hit the ground. Not once did I open my eyes as he sat next to me and pulled me onto his lap. I let a small smile through once I could feel just how hard he had become. I let my hips roll over him as if he didn't already know how wet he had made me, as if to tease him. I smiled again, this time wider, when his hand caught me from rocking again and lifted me up. I let him position me over his tip and then slowly push me down till he was all the way in me.

It was his turn to smile at the groan I seemed to get out through our kiss. He started to guide my hips back and forth, controlling my movements for me as we both began to pant. I realized in that moment how much I enjoyed letting him control me, so when his arm wrapped around my back and he stood, instructing my legs to wrap around him with his other hand so he could turn us and place me back on my back I couldn't stop myself from gripping at him tighter.

He didn't waste one second to start pumping quickly, his body pulling back from mine as he pushed my legs back towards my chest. I wanted to watch him work. To see the veins pop in his chest and arms as he watched himself pleasure me but the motions of his hips were too much for me to keep my eyes open. I let a loud moan as he maneuvered my knees so they were over his shoulders. He was able to get deeper because of this, not hitting a part of me I never knew existed. He noticed how much I liked that, and knowing he could do it better he quickly flipped me over so I now laid on my stomach. His hands pressed into my back, pushing me into the mattress even more as he pounded downward, hitting my G Spot with every motion.

He seemed to read my body better than I could, as I could feel him chuckle as my body started to tighten in preparation for my second orgasm.

“Hang on baby, i'm right behind you.” He whispered, bending over so his lips brushed against the back of my neck as he spoke.

I couldn't contain my moanings as the second orgasm erupted through my body. My hands clenching desperately to the bed sheets as his own moanings became more consistent. Every pump seemed to send another smaller orgasm through my body until he was quickly pulling out and the feeling of cum covered my back. His own body rested on mine, a mixture of sweat and cum making my skin flush with excitement as he peppered kisses over my shoulders.

Propping myself up onto my elbows I turned my head to accept one last kiss to my temple before he got up, instructing me to stay there while he disappeared into the bathroom. I let my head fall once again, exhaustion finally taking over my body. The feeling of a damp, warm towel cleaning off my skin caused my eyes to droop, and by the time Jongin was back to pull me under the covers I was already half asleep and there was no point in fighting his arms wrapping around me tightly.

Chapter 4

[jeonstiddies]

I also want to make an announcement

Thank you so much for the amount of love I’ve gotten on my pst two posts I’m so happy I got such good feedback.

I am a both dom and sub writer. I like to write the males or females as subs too. Freaking pegmen2020

I am taking requests still

THIRSTY HOUR IS ALWAYS OPEN like please send me your deepest and possible dirtiest desires and I’ll reply and if I like them enough I’ll make a smut out of it. (Or fluff)

Next. I take requests for the following groups

Ateez

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Exo

Txt (legal members only for smut or anything dirty)

Wayv

Straykids

Mamamoo

Twice

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The Darkness of Light- Chapter 4

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You looked up to see a storming Yuta rush into the store.

“Yuta!” You called out.

While Baekhyun was momentary surprised, you wriggled out of his grip and ran to hug Yuta.

Unknown to you, Baekhyun was about to rip Yuta’s head off. Fortunately for everyone, his brothers were there to hold him back.

“Who the hell are you?” Yuta growled again, getting more agitated by the second.

“Who the hell thin you are to touch her like that?” Baekhyun growled even more threateningly.

“You know the rules, you can’t mark humans that aren’t yours.” Yixing tried to calm the situation down.

“You marked her?!?!” Baekhyun yelled, becoming more wolf than human.

Your eyes widened in confusion. What the hell did getting marked mean? And why did these people care?

“She isn’t.” Kyungsoo spoke out. “She wouldn’t be so confused if she was.”

“Besides.” Yixing sighed. “The kid only masked her scent.”

“He still touched her.” Baekhyun accused.

“Hyung, calm down.” Jongin held his grip on Baekhyun tighter.

“What’s going on? What marks? Who are you?” You asked.

“Has he touched you in any sort of way?” Yixing asked, pointing to a steaming Yuta.

“No. He’s like a brother to me.” You replied, reaching to pat the top of Yuta’s head.

You heard an animalistic growl from Baekhyun.

“Then that’s that.” Chanyeol said, munching on his pastry. “Let’s just go.”

“We aren’t leaving her!” Baekhyun yelled, escaping his brother’s grips and ran to you. He ripped you away from Yuta and pinned you to the floor, his head at the crook of your neck.

It was silent for a few moments. You reached up to gently pat Baekhyun’s head. You thought it was strange that you weren’t awkward with him. It was as if you knew him for eons.

You heard a low whimper from Baekhyun.

You gently lifted him off you, onto sitting position.  

“Are you okay?” You cupped his face, gently.

Baekhyun nodded, giving a lopsided smirk. You chuckled, he was really adorable.

“Noona.” Yuta spoke.

“It’s okay.” You nodded to him. “You can close up and everything, right?”

“Yeah, but-” You cut Yuta off.

“I’ll leave with them. I trust my instincts.” He nodded, not trusting Baekhyun, but you.

As soon as Baekhyun heard that, he swept you off your feet. He held you in a bridal style position, your arms around his neck for support.

You giggled, taken aback by this man.  

“Bye, noona.” Yuta waved at you, giving a forced, but worried smile.

“See you tomorrow.” You waved him off, still in Baekhyun’s arms.

Your head was screaming that going home with a bunch of guys was not a good idea. But your heart and instinct felt comforted and safe with them. And being you, you followed the latter.

You were carried into a large van, judging from the number of seats you assumed there were more guys.

You were next the Baekhyun at the seat next to the window. You felt bad that he had to squished between Jongdae and you, but he insisted that he didn’t want you near his ‘brothers’.

“Kyungsoo.” You called out to the man who was sitting shotgun, next to Yixing who was busy driving.

“Yeah?” He said, turning to you.

“Where are we going?” You asked, still a bit confused about the situation.

“Oh. The house. He wanted to take you so...” He pointed his finger at Baekhyun.

“Are there more of you?” You asked. Noticing how Baekhyun tensed up.

“Yup. There’s Junmyeon hyung and Minseok hyung.” Kyungsoo replied.

“Why can’t you ask me?” Baekhyun whined, jealous that Kyungsoo was getting asked all the questions.

“Because, it’s nice to talk to other people.” You shrugged.

You saw Kyungsoo put his head down in embarrassment.

Soon, after passing time by talking with the boys, you arrived at their home. You gasped at the large structure. It could be considered a mansion. The blue exterior made you feel at home, despite not even setting a foot inside.

You got out of the car, staring at the large house in awe. As you walked up to the porch you saw a familiar face. You stood in front of him, both of you just staring at each other.

“Junmyeon?”

[sinsehuncity]

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

this is a masterlist of oneshots, their plots being based off of a single word. i will not take requests for this series. 

using a random picker wheel lol. so, some may be repeated idols. 

| ᴇᴄᴄᴇᴅᴇɴᴛᴇꜱɪᴀꜱᴛ | 

| ᴘʜɪʟᴏᴄᴀʟʏ | 

| ʜɪᴡᴀɢᴀ | 

| ʀᴇᴅᴀᴍᴀɴᴄʏ | 

| ꜱᴇʀᴇɴᴅɪᴘɪᴛʏ |

| ᴀʟᴇxɪᴛʜʏᴍɪᴀ | 

| ᴀᴍᴀʀᴀɴᴛʜɪɴᴇ | 

| ᴘʜɪʟᴏᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ | 

| ᴘᴀʀᴀᴘʀᴏꜱᴇxɪᴀ | 

| ᴡʜᴇʟᴠᴇ | 

| ᴀɴᴛʜʀᴏᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ | 

| ᴅᴇᴘᴀʏꜱᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ | 

| ꜱᴄɪᴀᴍᴀᴄʜʏ |

( coming soon...) 

[exodusmc]

“Please stop moving so much..”

Genre: Smut(not too explicit)

Words: 1963

Paring: Sehun  x   Reader

Warning!: Mentions of horror movies and scens(nothing major), public dry humping, very light pet naming and dirty talk, swearing, 

a/n: This one was requested :)

Gif is not mine 

“Come on Y/n!”Chanyeol’s voice was loud over the phone and had always been, ever since you met a few months ago. 

He was in one of your classes and he laughed the loudest out of everyone but he was a good guy, it wasn't hard to get to know him when you had a group project. You two clicked and he was like a brother to you, annoying and nice. Happy virus Chanyeol who moved a little too quick, figurative and literally. You can't count on one hand how many times you seen him trip over air, but he also thought it was a good idea to introduce you to all his friends when you’d known him for about three weeks. 

It had been Sehun first, his roommate, a boy built like a skysharpe with wide shoulders and the deepest eyes you had seen. He was your age and the youngest out of them all. Maybe you had a teeny tiny crush on him, a crush you blamed on his god like features. 

“I promise they want you to come and you have already met everyone, so I don't see why you are hesitant!”Chanyeol and his friends had a movie night every Sunday and he had begged you to come for the last two times, the only times you actually were glad you had work. 

“I know, I know…”biting your lip, you knew you couldn't lie to him or he would send you the biggest puppy eyes and whine for about a month.”Fine, I’ll come..But who is picking the movie?”

“Yes!”you couldn't help at smile at his excitement, a dreading feeling creeping over your spine.”Jongin is...so expect a horror movie, by now!”

Just great..

-

Arriving at his apartment, you wondered if you overdressed or if you stank or if you had something between your teeth or if you should have brought something or if-

The door opened and your thoughts stopped, nothing was in your head, not even a cricket. Just empty..

“Oh, hi..”Sehun stood in the door, his hair pitch black and nothing like the orange you remember seeing on him when you first met him over four months ago.  

Back then had it been short and colored like an orange but now was it long, so long that it fell down to his eyes, and black, so very black.

He moved from the doorway, showing you that you could come in and damn were you feeling your face slowly burning off. You had stared at him for far too long, ogled at the perfection of his face. 

“A-ah, hello to you too..”taking of your shoes you wondered if your horrible gut feeling was telling you to run away or if you were just ill.”I like your hair..”

“Thanks..”Sehun smiled slightly, a twitch on his right upper lip which told you that he was not so comfortable.”I like your li-..hairpin..”

You couldn't marvel too long at what he was about to say since the thundering steppes of Chanyeol shook the ground and you.

“Y/n! You made it!” Sehun was pushed to the side as Chanyeol whisked you away the second your shoes landed on the floor.”See, I told you she would come!”

Waving slightly, you stared back at everyone, mouth feeling way too dry. This friend group had always made you a little confused since it doesn't seem likely that half of them would actually be friends but you guessed that was what made them so close.

“Yes yes, we see now come sit down so we can start the movie!”Jongin grinned to you, like he always did  but you thought you saw something else, a glimpse of mischief that made you sweat. Something was going on,  something everyone else knew.”Hurry hurry.”

The lights were already off but as you glanced around the room did you realize there was a small problem, a tiny problem that weren't actually a problem but still. 

All the seats were occupied, Chanyeol literally squeezed himself between Jongdae and Baekhyun on the sofa, while Kyungsoo and Jongin shared the slightly smaller one. Junmyeon, Minseok and Yixing sat on the floor, while Sehun occupied the last chair.

You had nowhere to sit, all the floor spaces were taken if one wanted to see the Tv. Panic spread through your system and you scolded yourself for not listening to your gut. 

“You can sit with Sehun..”Chanyeol smiled, rolling his eyes after.”He always takes the chair so everyone else has to sit on the floor..”

“I don't!” the younger whined, glancing at you for a second. He doesn't want to share the chair with you...You should have stayed home. 

“Just go sit down Y/n so we can start!”Jongin once again usered everyone to settle down, so with defeat were you making you way to Sehun.

The sofa chair may be big but it wasn't big enough for two people and you contemplated running away when you locked eyes with Sehun. They were so dark but glowed due to the Tv and god had you just stared at his thighs as well. 

You tried smiling slightly, standing still until Chanyeol kicked you from the sofa so you fell right on Sehun. Everyone laughed loudly while you face was bruied against his chest, never feeling the hammering of his heart since yours were flying away. This is going to be a long night.

   The movie was playing and took away most of the tension with sitting on Sehun’s lap but you weren't sure if you liked looking at the screen. 

Jongin’s choice was the silence of the lambs and you hated horror movies, feeling like your soul could jump out your body any second. Everytime Hannibal spoke were you waiting for something to go awfully wrong. And suddenly was he just biting of a cops face, which had you, Chanyeol and Baekhyun screaming. 

You pushed yourself back, face turning until you could press your forehead towards Sehun’s neck, closing your eyes. Your breath fanned across his collarbones and you didn't know it but you had been squirming the whole time on his lap, so Sehun had a hard time concentrating on the film at all. Those fuckers knew exactly what they were doing, making you sit on his lap while they watched horror movies. 

“Are you okay?”Sehun sounded like he was in pain but you were sitting on his things so you guessed he had every right to be. 

“Y-yeah..”glancing up, you managed to get caught in those eyes again.”I’m fine thanks..”

He smiled for a second, gaze finding your lips. They looked too soft and tempting, alluring without you trying. 

   “I need water..”standing up on slightly shaking legs, you stumbled to the kitchen, trying to not think about the movie. 

It left Sehun glaring at each and everyone of his friends, frown pulling down his mouth. They knew about his crush since Chanyeol couldn't keep a secret for his life and still forced him through this situation. 

“Fuckers..”he muttered but his face brightened up when you came back, eyes slightly in a haze. Everything would be fine as long as you wouldn't feel the boner he had.

“Now it’s time for Annabelle!”your eyes widened, hands becoming clammy at the thought. You hated dolls with every fiber in your body and the wanted to watch a movie about them!

Sitting down on Sehun’s lap again, you didn't even want to face the Tv, shamelessly turning your body so you could easily hide. He was warm and the only thing you had in the moment. It’s going to be okay, the sentence repeated in your head over and over again as the film started, adrenaline racing through your system.

You didn't really know Jongin that well but  sure as hell would you beat him for making you watch these movies, softly muttering to yourself a promise of hurt, which was extremely cute to Sehun.

An hour in and you were sitting facing the Tv, eyes locked on the screen as the music became more and more ominous. You leaned forward as Mia’s hand reaches for the window and then you screamed, making Baekhyun and Chanyeol shriek as well. 

Your back pressed against Sehun but this time did he let out a groan and that’s when you felt it, the tent he had in his pants. Gasping, you tensed, forgetting the movie completely and drowning out the chatter of the others.

“P-please stop moving so much..”his whisper was strained in your ear, igniting fire through your body all the way to your core. Sehun’s hands came to rest on your hips, holding you but not sure in what way.”So-sorry..”

He muttered while you felt your cheeks heat up. Your mind wasn't paying attention to the film anymore but to the feeling of his jeans covered things, the fact that you wore thin pants didn't help at all. 

“It’s okay..”your voice was low and innocent, however, your thoughts muddled into differents scenarios which had you screaming in another way.

You actions weren't nice to him but your body had a mind of its own, ignoring all logic and how you were not alone. 

Moving your hips ever so lightly, you turned so you faced him, not looking in his eyes. This was it, you were too horny and didn't want to see Annabelle anymore. Leaning in, you placed your head between his neck and shoulder, legs on either side of his while your knees rested on the chair cushion. 

“I don't mind Sehun..”he swallowed hard, hearing the change in your voice, your lips ghosting over his pulse point.”I...I like it..”

It was like a switch flipped inside his head, fingers digging into your skin while he started to move you across his thighs. Sehun nudged his head so you had to look at his eyes, stare right into cloudy and fiery orbs. A mere inch was left between the two of you and you wanted to kiss him, push your lips against his skin but just sat there, grinding on his lap as your breath came out in pants. 

“Dirty dirty girl..”you tried to ignore the heat his voice spread through you, how the smirk dancing across his mouth made you want to jump him right then and there”Moving your hips so greedy over my thighs..Does it feel nice, hmm?”

Sehun forced you down harder and the denim rubbed against you aching pussy. The tv let out a scream in the exact second you moan softly, covering the sound so no one else heard, no on but Sehun. He was also greedy, greedy for the expression on your face, the pretty gasps from your lips. It was hard containing himself, surrounded by his unsuspecting friends. While you were on the brink of cumming did the end titles start playing and the lights turned on, giving Sehun the chance to see your burning face. Your body was tingling, desperate for release but you couldn't hid there anymore and  you didn't know if you could ask him to go home with you. Another smirk spread all over his face and even if it was late, would he not let you go. 

“I really hate when Jongin gets to choose the movies..”Chanyeol whine as everyone made their way out of the room. He sent a glance over his shoulder, seeing the two of you.”I have somethings I need to do with Kyungsoo so I’ll stay at his place. Night night.”

With that were you and Sehun alone, all alone.

“Now why don't we continue, baby?”

[shoemin]

Paring: Kim Jongin X Reader

Genre: Fluff

Requested: No

A/N: Uh hi so this is my first writing so please don’t be to harsh..It’s quite cringy I know but I tried so that’s something 😂

Promotions were such a pain, you’d get used to having your boyfriend Jongin around and then one day he’s gone for weeks to sometimes months. Not that you minded to much, you love and supported him with his job and we’re happy for him that he was able to complete his dreams of being an idol, but you still get lonely sometimes.

And today was one of those days, you were missing Jongin just a little bit extra. You were sitting on the couch watching some reality show that was playing late at night since you couldn’t sleep. You thought about calling Jongin but then you reminded yourself that he’s probably working or getting some deserved rest.

Sighing, you placed your phone back down trying to focus your mind on anything else when you heard a knock at the door.

Wondering who that was this late kind of put you on alert, as you got up and walked to answer the door a smile instantly finding its ways on your features when your greeted with Jongins honey like eyes and shy smile.

“Hi baby, surprise-“ was about all Jongin could even get out before you were lunging yourself into his arms, finally feeling content after the long awaited weeks without him.