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kyswoo · 3 years ago

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Pentagon reaction

having a kid with them

pairing: yandere!pentagon x reader

genre: yandere au, fluff(?), some angst idk???

request: "can you do a yandere pentagon reaction to having a kid with their s/o?"

masterlist 🌸

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°•Jinho

the kid is like the physical representation of your love, so he will cherish them as much as he cherish you, the kid basically shows everyone that you are his

usually he treats your child really well and gives them everything they want, so they might become a little spoiled

but if the kid do something that annoys him he might yell and ground them

you have to tell him to not be so harsh on them since they're just a kid

since he doesn't want the kid to be afraid of him or something, he will give them something to make them happy

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°•Hui

you know he can get violent sometimes so you are afraid he might do something to your kid, so you are always around them

he gets jealous you give your child so much attention so he just ignores the kid whenever they come to him

your child might ask you something like "does dad hates me?", hearing it makes you feel so bad, so you try to make Hui pay more attention to them, he might give them some gifts from time to time but that's it

your kid ends up getting scared everytime you two argue because he can be really loud, so eventually they get afraid of bothering him and try to stay away from him

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°•Hongseok

he doesn't hates neither loves your child,

if they ask him something, like if they want to eat something or buy something he will gladly do it

but if they try to make a fuss he will just say something to scare them making your kid run to you crying

when you tell him to not say such things to your child he will just say he didn't said anything like that and tell you to control your kid better

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°•Shinwon

just like Jinho, he thinks the child is like a extension of you

so he will actually take good care of your kid, showering them with love

he would be like a very overproctive dad, not letting them out very often and controlling everything they do and every step they make

he will do everything he can to make them happy as well, because he knows you care about them a lot so if they are happy you will also be happy

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°•Yeo One

he will try to take good care of your kid, but he does get jealous whenever you give more attention to your child than him

he would get all pouty and you have to give him a lot of attention later

or else he would think it's all your kids fault and ignore or say something mean to them

besides that he would spoil your kid a lot so you think he is a good dad, but if you are not around he would just ignore them as well

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°•Yanan

he won't pay a lot of attention to your kid too, if he is in a good humor he might buy them a gift or something

but he doesn't likes seeing you give them so much attention and leaving him aside

so if the kid does anything that annoys him he would take it out on you

"if you didn't spoil them so much I wouldn't have to do this" your kid starts being afraid of him doing something to you, so they are always quiet when he is around

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°•Yuto

he is always taking care of your kid so you wouldn't give them too much attention and forget about him

so this way he can get more your attention than your child

if your child misbehave is all your fault because he treats them well, so you are the one that have to be punished

but he still tries to make you stay away from them as much as he can

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°•Kino

he actually likes the idea because it's one more excuse for you to stay with him

"I mean it's our kid, they need both their parents right?" he keeps saying this so you won't even think of leaving him

he is always close to your kid because that makes you stay close to him too

he tells your kid about how everything changed once he met you, so they might think it's a normal behavior to do what he does

(I wouldn't be surprised if your child became a yandere too)

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°•Wooseok

he doesn't really know how to take care of them so he usually just do what you ask him to do

he knows you would be upset if he didn't treat them well so he tries to spoil them as much as he can

if the kid throws a tantrum or something he will just ignore them and leave it for you

but whenever the kid needs something he will do everything he can to satisfy them

#I want to write more pentagon stuff #seventeen too #pentagon reaction #yandere pentagon #pentagon imagines #pentagon scenarios #pentagon au #lee huitaek #jo jinho #yang hongseok #ko shinwon #yeo changgu #yanan #kang hyunggu #jung wooseok #adachi yuto

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hansols-yoda-boxers · 4 years ago

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Camp North Star - June 12th

AFAB!Reader x Yang Hongseok

Word Count: 2708

Contents: massage, oral (reader giving and receiving), fingering

“Oh god, you’re still in here?” You had expected the pool office to be empty by this time on a Saturday night but as you entered the room you found a very tired Hongseok still at his desk, going through paperwork.

“Yep,” he sighed, sitting back and running his fingers through his hair. “The counselors get here tomorrow and as much as I want to be down on the beach enjoying the evening, I really need to get through a few more bits of scheduling before I call it a night. I think I have it mostly done but things needed to move around from last year.”

You moved towards his desk.

“Well I have my and Wonwoo’s lesson plans,” you said, placing them on an empty spot on the desk.

“I’m gonna guess they’re already good,” he said, glancing at you. “But I’ll look them over before showing Cheol. I’m lucky that you’re all competent.”

You hummed in response as you moved around the desk, standing behind him and staring down at the array of papers on his desk. Your hands landed on the back of his chair as you leaned over his shoulder.

“Is there like, anything I could help with?” You asked, chewing on your lip.

“I don’t think so,” he sighed, sitting up a little straighter. “But I appreciate the offer. It’s just a lot of schedules and double checking to get through.”

You glanced over the papers, leaning forwards on the balls of your feet and bringing your hands to Hongseok’s shoulders.

“Woah, dude you are so tense.”

“Yeah that doesn’t surprise me,” he sighed. “I wanna say it’ll be better once we get into next week but I know starting Monday we have a bunch of safety and swim tests to run.”

“Hmm,” you pondered, wondering if you could do anything. Your and Wonwoo’s work was pretty close to done with all of your lesson plans still kicking around from last summer. Your fingers dug into his shoulders as you thought and Hongseok let out a groan.

“Okay that actually feels good,” he hummed.

“I’m not surprised,” you snickered. “Have you been sitting here all day?”

“Yep.”

“Dude you need like, a few minutes to relax. You’re gonna overwork yourself before the summer even begins.”

He mumbled something in response that you couldn’t make out as he relaxed back into your touch, fingers massaging the knots out of his shoulders as best you could.

“And here I thought you were too busy to take a break,” you chuckled.

“I’m making an expectation,” he sighed. “I need this.”

“You do,” you agreed. “Otherwise you’re going to jump into the water and seize up.”

A lazy grin tugged at the corner of his lips while he let out a small laugh. You did your best to loosen up his muscles from all of the office work that you knew he wasn’t used to and did your best to ignore the way he was groaning. You weren’t expecting anything in particular, then again you weren’t even expecting him to still be working so late.

The warm breeze carried the din of voices and laughter from the beach into the dim office. You watched as Hongseok rolled out his neck, the sounds coming from him unabashedly and making you happy the beach was far enough away no one would hear him.

“You know if anyone walks by they’re gonna think we’re having sex,” you chuckled.

“Trust me, I sound even better when I have sex.”

You couldn’t help the snort that you let out at his words and he opened one eye to look at you. “I mean it you know,” he said, cheeky grin tugging at his lips.

“I’m sure you do,” you laughed. “But I didn’t come in here looking for sex or your moaning.”

“That’s fine,” he said. “But I’d be down.”

The movements of your fingers slowed as you processed. “Don’t you have work to do?”

“You said yourself I need a break,” he grinned.

You thought to yourself for a moment before pulling his chair back and swinging your leg over his lap, straddling him.

“Alright, bet,” you grinned, feeling a little more smug at the look of surprise on his face. “Show me these real moans then.”

“I-I-” He sputtered, quickly trying to process.

“Or I can just leave you to your work.”

“No no,” he grabbed your hips and you snickered. “No, I’m definitely taking you up on this offer.”

His lips found yours as he recovered from his shock. His hands squeezed your hips, pulling you a little closer as your fingertips ran along his neck and then started down his chest. You could tell he was tired through just his kisses. He was a little bit lazy, a little slow in his movements as he settled into a rhythm with you.

You let your hands trail over his chest, taking your time with slow movements. He relaxed more and more under your touch. You felt his hand move from your hip and he leaned forwards a bit before the light from the lamp on his desk went out.

“Hopefully no one will bother us,” he mumbled against your lips.

“Good idea,” you hummed.

“I’ve been known to have a few of those,” he chuckled.

You smiled against his lips as your hands slipped further down his chest. You shifted your hips back just a bit as your fingertips found the waist of his shorts. Hongseok let out a sigh against your lips as you started to palm him through his shorts. His hands moved to grab at you ass.

He easily let your tongue past his lips as you moved your hand, quiet groans slipping past his lips. You pressed your hips back into his hands as you felt him growing hard under your touch, legs spreading just a little more under you.

“I really needed this,” he murmured between kisses.

“Not like it couldn’t use it either,” you hummed.

A warm breeze blew through the door, cracked open. It carried the quiet din of those left on the beach. Even with the rest of the counselors showing up tomorrow the coaches were still enjoying their evening, staying up late. At the very least your absence from the cabins wouldn’t be immediately noticed.

You let your fingers undo his shorts slowly, meeting him in slow kisses as you did. His hands moved over your ass and along your thighs, squeezing at your skin ever so slightly impatient. Your fingers found the waist of his shorts and you pushed them down just a little.

Hongseok let your slip back off his lap, sinking onto your knees on the floor. He lifted his hips easily, letting you pull down his shorts and boxers. Even in the darkness of the room, from halfway under his desk, you could see the heat in his gaze as he looked down at you, his bottom lip caught between his teeth.

He let out a quiet groan as you wrapped your hand around his cock, pressing a few stray kisses to his thighs and gazing up at him. You started to move your hand slowly, pumping his cock, and grinning to yourself at the way he sighed and relaxed even further back into his chair.

“You’re going to melt into that chair,” you hummed, pressing kisses along his cock.

“Mhm,” he mumbled, eyes barely open. “I could become one with this chair. I could live in this moment for a long time.” He slowly threaded his fingers into your hair.

You hummed to yourself before running your tongue along the underside of his cock, listening to his quiet, breathy groans. Arousal curled through you, lighting a fire in your core that had you shifting from your spot on the floor and pressing your thighs together, rocking your hips for a little bit of sensation. Were you a little more patient you might really tease him but more and more your mind was wrapped up in the idea of getting off.

“Oh fuck,” the curse fell off his lips as you wrapped yours around the head of his cock, running your tongue around it slowly. Your hand moved around the base, still pumping him. His grip tightened just a little in your hair as you let out a quiet moan in response.

You moved slowly, taking a little more of him into your mouth with each movement. Each time you pulled back, hollowing your cheeks and sucking as you moved back to the tip. Your gaze stayed trained on his face in the dark office. His mouth started to hang open and his eyes slipped closed.

His hand gripped your hair just a little more firmly and you felt him urging you to move a little faster, legs spreading a little wider. You obliged, picking up a steady pace and matching it with your hand around the base of his cock, squeezing your hand just a little tighter.

A light breeze blew in through the crack in the door, tickling your skin that was heating more and more by the moment. Hongseok’s moans were starting to fill the room, pouring from his lips, sometimes muffled as he bit down on his lip to hold them in. You moaned around his cock, feeling him rut into your mouth in response and bringing a hand to his hip to hold him down.

“You were right,” you hummed between taking a breath and taking him back into your mouth.

“About?” His voice was breathy and unfocused and the word came out half moaning.

“Your real moans do sound better.”

He let out a chuckle. “I told-”

Hongseok’s words fell off into a string of curses as you started pumping his cock quickly in your hand. Your lips teased his tip before taking him into your mouth again and moving faster, savouring the way his moans grew louder. Each one that fell off his lips curled through your body, heating your core and making you wetter by the second.

“Fuck, don’t stop,” his voice was almost a whine, hips working against your hand as you brought him closer to his edge. Pants and moans fell unabashedly from his lips and his fingers curled tightly into your hair, urging you to take him deeper and faster. You obliged, working him as quickly as you could and keeping your hand moving quickly.

A loud moan fell off his lips as he came, hips bucking up and cum pouring down your throat with each pulse of his cock. You sucked down all that could, working him through his high until he fully relaxed back into the chair again, catching his breath as you sat back on your heels, licking your lips.

“Fuck, get up here,” he pulled at your arms, urging you back onto his lap and lips crashing against yours. He pressed you back until you felt the edge of the desk against your back, one of his hands hasty undoing your shorts and fingers pushing in, searching for your clit.

“Hongseok,” you barely got his name out between kisses.

“Mhm,” he didn’t break away from you in his answer, nearly whining when you moved back a little.

“Do you have a condom?”

Hongseok took a breath and then paused, brows knitting together in thought. He wrapped an arm around the small of your back, holding you on his lap while he opened the top drawer of his desk. You watched, hands traveling over his chest and a pout forming on your lips as he found his wallet and rummaged through it.

“Crap.”

You sighed. “It’s fine. I heard there’s some somewhere so if I can get-” your words cut off into a squeal as he pushed you back up to sit on the desk. His hands grabbed at your shorts, pulling them off swiftly. “You do realize no condom means no sex, right?”

Hongseok sunk to his knees, hands pressing your thighs apart. “Who said anything about using my dick?” He grinned.

“I- oh-” you let out a moan as his tongue ran through your folds.

“It’s cute that sucking me off got you so wet,” he murmured against your core.

“I- ah- your moans s-sounded good,” you stumbled over your words as his tongue ran over your clit, easily figuring out which movements had you rolling your hips and moaning a little louder. A cool breeze blew across your hot skin but you were no longer listening for voices in the distance, quickly wrapped up in the pleasure instead.

Hongseok’s fingers dug into your thighs as he pressed his face between your legs more. Each hazy gaze down at him caught the heat in his eyes as he gazed at you. He let out quiet moans against your core as his tongue moved, sending shocks of pleasure through your body with each low vibration.

Your hand found his hair as pleasure curled tightly inside of you, a spark growing hotter with each passing movement of his tongue over you clit. He held your hips down, keeping them from rolling against his face as he ate you out.

“Fuck that’s good,” You let you head fall back against the desk as your legs wrapped around his head, pulling him closer. He only moaned against you in response, and you were sure you could hear his chuckle when your hips tried to buck up from the sensation.

He let one hand move away from your hip and moments later you felt two fingers pressing slowly into your core. A moan fell from your lips as you clenched around them, feeling the way he curled them into you, searching for the best spot while his tongue lapped over your clit.

“Close already?” He hummed, teasingly.

“I-I was- I got w-work up- w-when-” you could barely form your sentence, your brain hazy and fully entwined in pleasure and the building tightness in your core as your orgasm built nearer and nearer.

“You can barely speak just from this,” he hummed, between movements of his tongue.

You let out breathy curses as your grip in his hair tightened and your back arched off the desk. Your thighs started to squeeze in around his head.

“Now I really do need to fuck you,” his lips wrapped around your clit, sucking harshly and drawing a loud moan from your lips. Your free hand gripped the edge of the desk for purchase as the coil in your core curled impossibly tight.

“I want to see you come undone on my cock.”

His lips wrapped around your clit again, sucking harshly and your orgasm fully crashed over you in a wave. Pleasure rushed through your body as your back arched off the desk and a moan poured from your lips, thighs squeezed tight around his head as you rode through your high on his tongue, core clenching around his fingers.

You fell back to the desk, pants escaping your lips and you heard Hongseok move back into his chair before he was pulling on your hips. He helped you slip off the desk and back onto his lap and you rested your head against his chest as you caught your breath.

“I really need to find out where those condoms are stashed.” You hummed.

“There’s a condom stash?” He asked.

“Wonwoo said there’s a condom stash.”

“Wonwoo said that?!” You felt him shift and look at you but you were far too comfy with your head resting on his chest to move.

“He did,” you said. “He said he knows someone who has a bunch.”

“Do you think if I asked where they are he would guess I was gonna use them with you?”

“Oh definitely,” you laughed. “Don’t worry, I’ll get my hands on some.”

Hongseok settled back into his chair, hands squeezing your thighs before shifting a bit.

“Are you also feeling kinda sweaty?”

You peeked at him. “You wanna go shower?”

“I mean, no one else will be in there this time of night.”

You grinned at him before climbing off his lap and grabbing your shorts. Quickly, the two of you took off to the showers.

#camp north star au #cns au #pentagon imagines #pentagon smut #hongseok imagies #hongseok smut #yang hongseok imagines #yang hongseok smut #hehe number 2 #things change tomorrow #for any of yall actually reading #skjdkashdk i know this is a passion project #its for me #even if no one is that interested

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julyarchives · 3 years ago

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Thicker Than Blood || (M) || Ch. 01

Growing up in a tough neighborhood had you learning to deal with hard situations, the occasion leads you to cooperate with the mafia organization that took care of your neighborhood - Pentagon. Looking after yourself and valuing your safety brought you to adapt to the moment, but the line between working for them and protecting yourself is very blurry when you are forced to live under their roof.

→ Pairing: Pentagon OT9 x Reader

→ Genre: Smut; Mafia AU.

→ Words: 2.2K

→ Contains: Mentions of Alcohol; Mentions of Violence.

→ A/n: So this is our Pentagon Mafia AU Series! This story will be multi-chaptered and we will add more tags as the story goes on, we have big plans for it! We hope you guys like it and it is worth the wait!

→ Index: 01 • 02 • 03

Chapter 01 - The Collectors

The cute jeans and red t-shirt you wore barely matched the bar you currently were on behind the counter. The place was quite nice but it was still too rustic for your liking, too brown and dark. Usually, the customers were rustic as well, and had a certain grumpiness to them, just like the place. You shrugged for the nth time while lost in thoughts. Working at a bar on a Tuesday night was the perfect situation for boredom, and bored you were.

Thinking back, you barely understood how you got the job anyway, walking in there one day to kick your friend's ass for drinking while you had a job to do with him and the owner liked your style. He needed someone behind the counter, you needed the money, it was perfect. You were rather young and sweet, you knew that often resolving some complicated shit and arguments in the bar but you also knew how to answer when needed and to take no one's shit home, you still stood up for yourself. Ok so maybe working at a bar was the perfect job for you.

Not wanting to dwell on how you wanted a better paid perfect job, you busied yourself by watching the entrance. It was Tuesday, so you've been kind of anxious the whole day waiting for them to show up. You almost gave your excitement away when two figures entered the bar and sat in front of you on the bar stools.

"Hello, boys. The usual?", you asked them with a bright smile.

"Please, Y/N".

"Right away", you chipped as you turned to get them their cold drinks. It'd be funny to see them drink a sweet cocktail instead of anything stronger if you didn't know them a bit better.

Wooseok and Yuto were young. Sweet and awkward boys that most older people liked and wanted to pamper. That's what you heard anyway whenever you spoke to the neighbors. You also knew they were attached to the hip, always together and always messing with each other. They had a third part to their best friend dynamic and you only saw him a few times at the bar, but you knew they clearly loved each other as brothers.

But that information didn't add up to the other information you had on the boys. The reason you expected them every Tuesday was because of their work. And that was what confused you. As every person in the region knew, there was only one force to respect and listen and that was the Pentagon gang. No, not a gang. It was straight down mafia business and these two cute young boys were their collectors. So every Tuesday they went out to collect the fee from every block and at the end, they'd crash at the bar to chat and drink something.

Seeing them every week made you realize how nice they were and quickly put the whole mafia business behind them. You, better than anyone, understood that you gotta do what you gotta do to survive. Since then, Wooseok and Yuto became more open with you and always brought back gossip when they had a good day. After all, mafia men were still men. Well, boys.

"Here you go, guys", you placed the drinks down and smiled sweetly.

"Thanks, Y/N", Yuto had a deep voice and it always managed to startle you.

"So, any gossip?", you chuckled and the boys followed, lowering their heads as if to share a secret with you.

"Guy from the butcher shop was working alone", Wooseok said, "caught his employee with his girl".

"No way!", you truly were shocked at the irrelevant news.

"Yep", he said while Yuto nodded. "Oh, and someone's trying to get inside our territory. We saw a warning at a wall, directed at us and, well, at all of you".

"What?!", you shouted and they looked at you like you just offended their entire family. You were confused. One, why were they telling you information that may be confidential? Two, how could they speak about something dangerous so casually?

"We have orders to let you know, actually", Yuto said as if he was reading your mind. "We know who these people are but not their faces. We thought maybe they'd start by frequenting a place where they can get more intel on our people".

"Here then".

"Hm, yeah", Wooseok nodded. "The warning only said to be careful who is loyal to us or the community would show us. We guess they want to turn people against us"

"More people, more money. An entire neighborhood against us wouldn't be controlled by usual methods. So, that's when you come in".

"If you're suggesting what I think you're suggesting, then no way". You were bold enough to talk back and they only raised their eyebrows at you.

"We only need you to be on the lookout for someone different", Wooseok clarified, "if there's at least one person asking the wrong questions about the community, you gotta let us know".

"Helps if we can identify a face", Yuto shrugged.

"Do I have a say in this?", you already knew the answer.

"As much as you do about our fee, Y/N".

"Fine. But if they come for me, I won't wait for your boys to come to rescue me. I'll bolt", you said with a sigh in defeat.

"You won't be alone", Wooseok said as Yuto typed away on an old phone. "You'll be getting a visit from tomorrow on, he's our shapeshifter, blends in wherever".

"If you have a guy like that, why put me to watch anyone?"

"Y/N", Yuto sighed and looked straight into your eyes. "We could burst into any safe house right now and do whatever we pleased with whoever was in our way. But we do value our community, that's why we got hold of this business in the first place. The bar is where everyone comes for information and you know that. Don't forget why you're behind this counter, to begin with. We need the bartender to do her job and chat with her customers as she does. The info will come to you".

"I-", you were starstruck and kept glancing from Yuto to Wooseok, hands on the counter. "I- this is the most you have spoken to me since we met". It came out accidentally and you wanted to slap yourself.

Wooseok laughed and Yuto smiled at you. You could feel the heat on your cheeks but only nodded to yourself, still processing everything. They finished their drinks in one big gulp and got up, Yuto nodding at you still with a cute smile on his lips, one that didn't match his previous words. Wooseok watched as Yuto walked out of the bar and chuckled at your expression that slowly was turning grumpy.

"I know you'll do just fine. It's not like us to put people in our business but to protect people, we need you", he was leaning forward, as if to make you see him and only him. "So, congratulations, you got promoted!", he laughed.

"Yeah, I'm the lookout kid", you definitely were grumpy now. "You need me to protect people but who protects me?".

"Me", Wooseok said a bit too fast. "I mean, Pentagon does. And you'll have the right company for that, don't worry. He'll be here tomorrow night".

Wooseok smiled at you again and turned away from you, leaving you to your thoughts. Why the hell was this happening? You got why this way was safer to find out who was behind the threat but you still were unsure. Well, it's not like you could say no without a valid reason. And apparently, your safety wasn't one.

You watched Wooseok leave and sighed. Getting their glasses to clean up, you kept thinking about all the things that could go wrong but also all the things that could go right. Part of you wanted to impress them and come out as a hero, it'd give you something else to do instead of just being the bartender. You laughed at the absurdity of it all and quickly shoved it all in the back of your head, deciding to let the future self deal with the situation and this guy who'd meet you tomorrow, slipping back into the boredom of a Tuesday night at the bar once again.

Laying on your bed, your mind raced nonstop and you couldn't sleep no matter how much you tried. Yuto's words kept coming back and you felt even more deflated each time. "Don't forget why you're behind this counter, to begin with". You knew your upbringing was shitty and you had to fend for yourself a long time but you honestly thought that it didn't matter much until now.

Your parents fled when you were eight. They had some issues with themselves and suddenly having a family became too much of a cage for them and they fled. They left you with your grandmother and never came back. Your grandma was a saint, she was sweet and loving but she was sick enough to not be able to work, so you toughen up and started bringing money home by twelve years old.

You smiled thinking about how she raised you with such care and love that you managed to get that trait from her even if the streets treated you like shit. You discovered soon enough that all the love your grandma had was all the love you could get because no one liked a little girl who put her hands on whatever she could find to sell and get hers. You met a few people while you grew up and managed to turn out just fine even if it bruised you more than you liked to admit.

When you were around seventeen your grandma passed, you thankfully blocked whatever memory you had of her suffering and only focused on her happy memories. Since then you got her small and simple house and got more involved in the community, everyone who respected your grandma finally understanding why you were a kid like you were. Fast forward a few years and you got the job at the bar and things got a bit better.

You got up from the bed and scoffed at how things were mostly shoved on your face enough that you had to go with the flow every time. Fucking Pentagon taking over the neighborhood when you were a kid and now this. You heard more than participated in the whole protecting mafia business when you were younger, but the situation wasn't strange to you. Getting around in the streets you knew things and the most important one was to follow the organization's rules.

When you were twelve and started to hit the streets, you knew very well to not mess with the men from the org. But also soon enough you learned that the best way to earn anything good was to be on their good side. So you started to run a few errands for them and earned a good amount. Of course, you had nothing to do with them but still, it was a good connection. You didn't know much about the members in the hierarchy but you were sure that no one from the time you were a kid was still in their ranks.

You were sure mafia business was very harsh and violent but the boss was too violent once upon a time and things got out of hand. The neighborhood they swore to protect was being targeted and they brought the fight to all people. Fortunately, it ended after a few months of much fear and blood around the streets and you heard they all changed members. Rumor had it that it was their kids that took over when the parents died during the more violent times, at least in the high ranks. But you had stopped tending to them a few months before it went down so you had no idea for sure.

You only knew that Pentagon had a hard time getting people's trust again and started a more gentle approach with the community, hence why Wooseok and Yuto were dear to some people under their wings. They went over to everyone who had helped them directly and formally thanked and apologized for their trouble. Of course, they still terrified people who walked out of line and when the community respected them again, it was clear they were in charge. But now it seemed like they only cared about their own business and getting richer with their schemes instead of getting involved in a bloody gun war.

You realized you were standing in the middle of the corridor getting lost in thought and laughed to yourself before finishing the path to the kitchen to get water. The cold water helped you calm down and soon you were too busy sitting on the couch looking for any silly reality show to get lost into.

Halfway through the episode, you felt the sleep taking over you but being comfortable on the couch made you just pull a cover you kept there over you and stayed there, falling asleep in seconds. It was a very rough and long day, so you welcomed the slumber gratefully. Little did you know that while you succumbed to sleep in the living room, your phone buzzed in your bedroom, a small text that should be completely out of line appearing.

We trust you to do this safely but count on me to help. -WS.

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adachicuto · 3 years ago

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fall with hongseok

warning: food mentions

going jogging with him with on cool mornings and he’s want to wrap you up in so many layers. so, you’d have to convince him that you’re warm enough bc the second that he’d seen that you were even the slightest bit cold, he’d rush both of you home so he could wrap you up in a pile of blankets

he’d make sure that his steps would be slow enough for you to keep up with him but after a few minutes he’d decide that a nice walk would be better bc he wouldn’t want you to overwork yourself bc he’s a sweetheart

whether or not the morning walks/jogs became part of a routine, that would mean hongseok would do all that he could to make sure you don’t get sick but sometimes it just happens

and when you’d end up sick, he’d do everything he could to take care of you and would make homemade soups and your favorites to make you feel a little better. when it’d work he’d have the proudest smile of on his face and would probably forget that you’re sick for a second and would kiss you

then you’d have to take care of him when he’d get sick and he’d be a little clingy and dramatic but it’s not like you’d be able to resist his pouts

i feel like hongseok would very much be into baking so he’d try to bake so many fall inspired sweets and he’d always make sure to get you to taste test them. even if every one wasn’t perfect (but close enough), you’d still enjoy them and you’d both offer the rest of ptg the extras

little weekend drives around the city to see all of the pretty leaves and maybe you’d stop a café to get coffee/tea and snacks

staying inside on the rainy days and the the two of you would drink something warm while talking about any and everything and that would lead to you watching a series that you’d both wanted to watch but never had the time to

also, just lazing in your shared bed whenever it’d get a little too cold out. hongseok would make sure you’d be warm enough and would have an arm and wrapped around you while your face would be flush against his chest. he’d place soft kisses here and there and would gently rub your back

cooking together 99% of the time and somehow one of you would always get a little distracted by the other. especially when you’d be in the middle of stirring the food and he’d sneak up behind you to place the softest of kisses at the nape of your neck and would whisper how much he loves you

ending almost every night with a nice, warm drink in front of the fireplace. the moment would only be serious for a second before he’d say something that would have both of you giggling like little kids

fall with hongseok would be warm and safe. it would be like drinking your favorite warm drink at the end of the day. the warmth would help you relax and make your shoulders feel a little lighter

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mymoodwriting · 3 years ago

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4k, smut, drugs, needles, pills, grinding, blue balls, fingering, eating out, yandere, supernatural, aliens, mind control, non-con, idk wot this is

“Pretty girl, wake up.”

“Hm…”

You lifted your head off the pillow, squinting at the blob in front of you. As you opened your mouth to speak you felt something push past your lips and then quickly melt onto your tongue. It tasted good, and a warm feeling spread throughout your body, a content sigh leaving your lips. A light chuckle somewhat echoed in your ears, and a hand came down to pet you.

“That’s a good girl.”

“Hm…”

“Did you sleep well?”

“Yeah…”

“Did you dream of me?”

“I don’t know… I don’t remember my dreams…”

“Maybe I can help.”

You were pushed onto your back, someone climbing on top of you and pressing their lips against yours. Kissing back was just natural, and you felt hands trailing down your body, tugging up your shirt.

“Yuto!”

You giggled when you heard Yuto get hit by a pillow, pushing him off you and sitting up. You smiled at Kino.

“Are you jealous?”

“Always baby.” Kino crawled into bed, shoving Yuto further from you. “I don’t remember him being allowed to wake you.”

“Why not?”

“Cause I wanted you to keep dreaming of me.”

“Who said I was dreaming of you?”

“If not, let me make sure you do.”

This time Kino was the one to steal a kiss, moving closer and closer until he had you under him, his body hovering just above yours. His crotch achingly close to yours, and you could feel something poking you.

“Ya! Ya! That’s not fair.”

Yuto took his revenge by tackling Kino off the bed, and off you as well. You broke out laughing, letting the two fight it out on the floor as you went off to fight the one who had yet to greet you. Wooseok was at his desk, working on either music or something you couldn’t possibly understand. He was listening to some music, and as you got closer, able to hear it, you got giddy again. Pulling back his chair and taking a seat in his lap was the best way to say hello.

“Good morning.”

“Well good morning to you.” Wooseok grabbed your hips. “What are you doing up?”

“Yuto couldn’t keep it in his pants.”

“You don’t smell like sex.”

“Kino couldn’t keep it in his pants either.”

“Hm?”

“I think they stopped fighting.”

“And you want them to come hit me for getting a lap dance?”

“You want one?”

“How much would it cost?”

“You know my price.”

“Only the best for my girl.”

Wooseok stole a chaste kiss from you before reaching into one of the desk drawers, pulling out a blank pill bottle. He shook it in front of your eyes.

“Does my girl want to feel good?”

“I don’t need that to feel good, you can make me feel good, can’t you?”

“Oh I can, but this just makes it easy to fuck your brains out.”

“Promise?”

The chair suddenly turned and a mouth was at your neck. The two other boys had stopped fighting and came down to hunt you. Now you sat in Wooseok’s lap, back pressed against Yuto’s chest, his lips eager to mark you.

“It was dirty to leave.”

“I thought you might want to fuck Kino first.”

“My good girl is quick to go bad.”

“Is that true?” Wooseok teased. “Have you been a bad girl? Cause bad girls don’t get treats.”

“Ya!”

You tried to reach for the pill bottle but Wooseok held it away from you. Yuto quickly grabbed your hips, keeping you seated, and then decided to have his own fun. His grip was firm, and he started guiding your hips, having you grind down on Wooseok. You bit your lip, giving in more than fighting it.

“I guess you are my good girl. You like this?”

“Hm…”

“Wooseok, give her a treat.”

It took a second for Wooseok to register the words as he was lost in his own enjoyment. He got a pill and pushed it into your mouth, watching it melt as you let out little moans. Once the drugs kicked in Yuto took the chance to kiss you, easing his hold on your hips, but you didn’t stop. Wooseok took the chance to finish what his hyung had started, pushing up your shirt and exposing your breasts. His lips were soon around one of your nipples, sucking and making you shiver from the cold.

“Hyung, we gotta go back to the bedroom.”

“Why? You think you can make it back there without cumming in your pants?”

“I’m not gonna do it on the desk.”

“Coward.”

“Fuck, I can’t.”

Wooseok managed to shove Yuto off you, and then push the chair over to the couch. It was easy for him to just lift you up and lay you down, unbuckling his pants although Yuto came over and tried to shove him away.

“Bitch.”

“She was grinding down on me.”

“Cause I got her in the rhythm.”

“I’m about to-”

“Will one of you two fuck me!” You whined. “Kino!”

“Ya! Ya! Why are you calling him!” Wooseok complained. “You’re really asking for it.”

“Yeah, oldest first.”

Yuto shoved the other away, knocking him to the ground and crawling on top of you. His lips were greedily kissing every inch of your exposed skin, a hand reaching down into your panties.

“You’re so wet.”

“Do something about it.”

“Kino!” Wooseok yelled. “Kino, get over here!”

“You too now? You brat!”

“Ya!”

Kino dumped a box of condoms on Yuto, making you laugh. He pulled the other off you, winking at you and then throwing the empty box at Wooseok.

“You two can at least remember the basics, even when y/n is being a needy bitch.”

“I would have gotten some.” Wooseok defended, throwing the box at Kino. “Don’t lecture me.”

“Whatever, something came up, we gotta go.”

“Bull shit, you just want-”

“We got a lead on Rocky. Let’s go.”

“Ah…”

“Who’s Rocky? I think you’ve mentioned-”

You were cut off with another kiss from Wooseok, missing out on the silent agreement the other two made.

“It’s nothing you need to worry about.” Wooseok assured. “We’ll be back later.”

“But-”

Kino came up from behind you, wrapping a hand around your throat and exposing your neck. You only struggled for a bit before you felt a needle prick your skin, submitting out of some weird instinct, or habit. Kino kissed your head, gently setting your head down on the couch.

“Get some sleep princess.”

“Hm…”

♥♥♥♥♥

The first thing you registered was the faint music in the distance. You found yourself back in bed, in the moment unassured as to how you got there. Somehow you managed the strength to get out of bed, a blanket wrapped around you, and stumbled out of the room. Although you jumped and screamed when you heard gunfire. You crawled over and caught a glimpse of the boys.

Kino’s back was to you, meanwhile Yuto and Wooseok had some guy tied up and gagged on the couch. Your scream didn’t go unnoticed, nor did your little attempt at peeking. You locked eyes with the man tied up, feeling something strange in the pit of your stomach, although when Kino approached you, gun in hand, you freaked out a bit and scrambled to your feet. You wanted to run but you were grabbed.

“Sh, sh, sh, easy baby, I’m no gonna hurt you.”

“What… what’s going on…”

“It’s just business baby, let’s get you back to bed.”

“Who’s-”

“No one important.”

You were ushered back into the bedroom, Kino shutting the door. He sat you down, putting on some music, some of your favorites, and tucking you in.

“You’re still tired, so sleep. We got a surprise for you later, okay?”

“Okay… you’re not gonna…”

“Sh. Sleep.”

“Yeah…”

♥♥♥♥♥

The next time you woke the music was much louder, and you could tell those boys were having fun without you. This time you had a better reason to get up. As you leaned against the door frame you could see them dancing around, celebrating, and the guy that was tied up was now free, dancing around with them. It was hilarious, and you were about to make your presence known when you noticed Kino drop.

You weren’t so surprised, that happened, but then Yuto and Wooseok followed. The happy atmosphere quickly died as the once hostage looked at the bodies and started dragging them out of sight. You slapped a hand over your mouth, unsure of what to do, or how something like this could have happened. Once all the boys were out of sight you quickly moved forward, and when you peeked around the corner you saw them being stuffed into the trunk of their car.

You couldn’t help but think they were dead, but something in your heart told you that wasn’t the case. You had to do something, like call the cops, but before you could run off you were pulled out of your hiding spot. You screamed, fighting the one who grabbed you, but the were quick to catch both your arms and hold you still.

“Stop it! Y/n, it’s me!”

“Huh? Do I… do I know you?”

“Fuck… we can talk about this later, let’s go.”

“No! Let me go! What are you-”

“Please, just come with me. Don’t make this difficult.”

“Who the hell do you think-”

“Fine.”

You suddenly found yourself in a choke hold, desperately struggling until your world started going black. You didn’t pass immediately, aware that you were picked up and put into the backseat of the car. You tried to fight again, scream, do anything, but you couldn’t and that’s when darkness finally swallowed you.

♥♥♥♥♥

You jumped awake, your thoughts running a mile a minute before hitting a wall. You laid back down, taking a deep breath and trying to stabilize yourself. When you were good you took in your surroundings, you were locked up. The cell was white, one wall glass. You couldn’t see anything outside, only darkness. Then a figure came into view.

“You’re awake.”

“Who are you? What the fuck is this? Where are the others!”

“Y/n, it’s me. You-”

“I don’t know you!”

“You do! You just… fuck, please, you have to remember.”

“Remember what? Where are my boys!”

“Can you not worry about those assholes for five seconds.”

“Where are they!”

“Y/n, focus! You-”

“Shut up!” You stumbled back, feeling dizzy. “Fuck…”

“I’m sorry, this is my fault. I should have stopped you.”

“Make some fucking sense or shut up.”

“I don’t know if now is-”

“Talk or shut it!”

“Fine, fine… you don’t remember… but I’m Minhyuk, Rocky, we’re partners.”

“Partners?”

“We’re investigating Cerberus.”

“Investigating Cerberus? Why?”

“They’re drug dealers.”

“Drug dealers don’t get kidnapped like this! Who are you?”

“Government intelligence, like you.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“That’s what worries me the most.”

“You’re not making sense again.”

You sat down, grabbing your head. You felt nervous, a headache coming on, and you started to wonder when your last hit was, which brought up the question as to how long you were out for.

“This is gonna be a lot, but Cerberus aren’t your average drug dealers. There’s something about their product that just… hits different, like nothing we’ve ever seen.”

“They make good shit.”

“That’s the problem. They don’t have enemies, the cops don’t even bother them, and they’re not secretive about their shit either, yet they’ve been untouchable for over a year.”

“Until now I guess.”

“I’m sorry.”

“For what?”

“This… you don’t remember but… you’re an agent with me… since everyone is so happy with Cerberus, we couldn’t find anyone to help us investigate, so we had to go undercover.”

“Undercover?”

“We moved into the neighborhood together… and we got connected to Cerberus. We were just supposed to collect samples but… shit went south real fast.”

“What… what happened?”

“You went to get some samples, we had to keep up the cover of being regulars, but they were in the middle of a party. You got dragged into it, and to keep your cover… you had to take something… and then you were gone…”

“I… I…”

Your headache got worse, and you were starting to feel very ill. You collapsed to the floor, twitching a bit. Minhyuk didn’t hesitate to come into the room, screaming for help and doing whatever he could to make sure you were alright. You felt like your head was gonna explode, but that’s when the memories came flooding in.

♥♥♥♥♥

“I’ll go.”

“No, no, I’ll go.”

“Come on, I can do this, buying drugs isn’t hard.”

“Yeah, but these guys are already weird, it’s too dangerous.”

“Then admit it.”

“Admit what?”

“You know what. I saw their files, they’re hot as fuck, and you don’t want me near them cause you think I’m gonna fall for them.”

“And what’s wrong with me protecting you from that?”

“Nothing, but it’s been a month now, it’s gotta be suspicious if you’re the only one getting the drugs if they know you have a girl. They have to meet me at some point or else they’re gonna think you’re lying.”

“Ugh, fine, whatever, go, but don’t stick around. Those guys aren’t normal.”

“No shit, if they were normal I’d wonder why we were doing this. I’ll be back soon, order some take out.”

“Got it.”

You took the car and drove to the warehouse. This Cerberus group was really cocky, not really doing anything to hide themselves from the cops, but at least it made it easy to keep an eye on them. As you approached you could hear the loud music, but didn’t think much of it, until you walked in and realized there was a party going on. This was absolutely the worst time to come, and you knew you needed to leave immediately, but then Wooseok had an arm around you.

“Well, hello there, and who might you be?”

“Uh, Jesse… I’m with Rocky.”

“Ah, you’re his girl? I’ve heard about you, nice to finally meet you, come in, you came at the right time.”

“It’s okay, I wasn’t invited. I’ll just be going.”

“You came for a reason, right?”

“Yeah, to buy, but you’re clearly-”

“You like our stuff?”

“Yeah, of course, it’s good shit.”

“Then stay baby girl, have fun with us.”

“I’m good.”

“Hm… alright, you came to buy, so let’s get you set. Come with me.”

“Thanks.”

You followed Wooseok into the warehouse. He kept his arm around you, pulling you along to a room in the back. On the way over he made some gestures to his partners that you didn’t notice, and they followed you too.

“I don’t need much, just-”

You were grabbed and shoved into a chair, Yuto holding you down while Wooseok tied down your arms. You tried to scream but Yuto’s grip was fierce, and you were worried he’d break you if you pushed him hard enough. Once you were secured the boys stepped away.

“What the hell is this? Some fucken-”

“Who are you?” Kino asked.

“A customer! Is this how you treat-”

“All our customers are happy.” Wooseok commented. “You may be buying from us, but you’re not using. It was never weird with Rocky, figured he was buying for you, but this, who are you?”

“What are you talking about? I-”

“Baby girl, we know who’s using our product.” Yuto said. “And you aren’t.”

“That’s ridiculous.”

“Last chance.” Kino warned. “Tell us the truth, or we’ll get it out of you.”

You scoffed, glancing at all of them. You had to get out, fast, even if it meant blowing your cover. At least you were lucky these guys were amateurs, you easily escaped the bonds, throwing the chair at Yuto and bolting for the door. Although they reacted just as fast, Kino caught up to you and kicked you to the ground. He pinned you beneath him, glaring down at you with a fire in his eyes.

“You stupid bitch, you have no idea what you’ve gotten yourself into.”

“Let me go, you freaks!”

“Wooseok, bring me something strong.”

“Get off!”

“It was so easy to tell you weren’t on our drugs, you want to know how we knew?”

“I said-”

“Cause you’re not our bitch.”

“What?”

A needle went into your arm and you screamed again, but the sounds of the party outside meant no one would hear you. Again you tried to fight, but you felt a strange feeling starting to overtake you, a fog rolling into your mind.

“That’s it, don’t fight it, cause you can’t. Just listen to my voice, got it?”

“Hm…”

“Who are you? What are you doing here?”

“I… I…”

“Be a good girl and answer me.”

“My real name is y/n… I’m a government agent sent to investigate Cerberus…”

Kino scoffed. “I figured. What do you know?”

“Very little… you guys just appeared on the market and are seemingly untouchable.”

“Yeah, what else?”

“Your drugs… it’s dangerous… it’s more than what you say…”

“Good instincts, you should have stayed away if you didn’t want to get involved like this.”

“What… what are you… doing to me…”

“We gave you… the raw formula, it opens up your pretty little mind. That’s why you’re aware of all of this, the stuff we actually sell, that’s the fun stuff, but don’t worry, you’ll get to try it soon.”

The days blurred into weeks, the weeks into months, and slowly you forgot yourself. The night you were discovered they packed up and moved. This time they weren’t so open about their business, not like before, but they certainly kept you a secret, something only they could have. You got used to that, the drugs, and the boys blowing your mind every other day.

“What are you working on?”

“Some music, why?”

“You sell drugs and make music, an interesting combo. I don’t get it.”

“You want to?”

“Yeah.”

Kino pulled you into his lap, putting his headphones on you, kissing you as well.

“Our drugs put you in the right mood. So when I play this…” He played a certain clip and it just made you happy. “You melt, cause my voice is just that sweet, resonating with your mind and making me irresistible.”

“Yeah…”

“You were some big shot secret agent, and now look at you, our biggest accomplishment.”

“Hm?”

“You so easily fell under our control. If you can’t resist, how can anyone else?”

“But… drugs and music… it still doesn’t…”

Kino changed the music, and you giggled, leaning against him and cuddling. He pet your head, taking the headphones off.

“We don’t need the drugs or music to do what we want, it’s just more fun this way.”

♥♥♥♥♥

You gasped awake, out of breath. Minhyuk was still by your side, other medical officers there as well. You were still processing everything, unaware of the scene change.

“Y/n, are you okay?”

“You need to isolate them… no interaction… and mute them.”

“What are you talking about?”

“It’s not just the drugs… it’s not the drugs at all, they… they… mind control… has the government known this whole time? Is that what they-”

“Hold on y/n, take it easy. We’ve been studying their drugs, remember? We can counter-”

“It’s not the drugs!”

“What are you talking about?”

“It’s them… this is what they wanted…”

“Huh?”

“They’re far smarter than we thought… they could take over so easily… but they just wanted to have fun… until we stuck our nose in their business…”

“Now you’re the one not making sense. Y/n, what do you mean?”

“How did you get them here?”

“I managed to get back on their radar and they came to me as I planned. They’re junkies so it wasn’t so hard to drug them.”

“That’s what you think… what was the fucken plan?!”

“To talk to them first and then maybe-”

“We have to go.”

You got out of bed, but you only took a step before collapsing. Minhyuk picked you up, getting you back in bed.

“Easy, you’re going through withdrawal. They’ve really been pumping you full of drugs these last few months.”

“Months… I don’t…”

The light suddenly went out, emergency lights coming on. Your mind was still swimming with memories of being with them, and what they did to you. It was freaking you out, but you knew you couldn’t stay put.

“We need to get out of here.”

“Don’t be stupid baby.”

You swallowed nervously when you heard Yuto’s voice. It shouldn’t surprise you he had found his way to the infirmary, where you were. Minhyuk was quickly on the defensive side, standing in front of you.

“How did you escape?”

“It’s easy. Baby, hold him down.”

“What-”

Without really meaning to you grabbed Minhyuk’s arm and held it behind his back, shoving him onto the bed, holding him down.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I can’t-”

“Yes!” Yuto cheered. “It works like we theorized.”

“What did you do to me!”

“You think all those months with us was just fucking and fun, it was good to have a little guinea pig. Spend enough time with a subject and it seems you can deeply brainwash them. I don’t need to take full control to have you wrapped around my finger.”

“Stop…”

“I’m assuming you remember somethings, right?”

“Yes…”

“You remember the drugs are just our creation, right?”

“Yes.”

“I don’t need to pop a pill into your mouth to turn you into a good girl.”

“Just a kiss…”

“I had something else in mind. Knock him out.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Y/n-”

You did as you were told, hating every second of it. You didn’t even get the chance to feel guilty before Yuto pinned you to the wall. He looked you over, a hunger in his eyes.

“Should we just go back to having fun, or should we do what you humans are so afraid of.”

“Please… please let me go…”

“We didn’t just keep you cause we wanted to run tests, you’re good. Smart girl we can make stupid, a good little girl who will do whatever her oppas tell her. Sounds like a much better life, don’t you agree?”

Yuto didn’t wait for an answer, ordering you to stay still. He tugged down the shorts you were in, along with your panties. His cold fingers rubbed between your folds, massaging your clit to get you excited. You were hating yourself for enjoying it so much, and he knew.

“Conditioned by pleasure too, such a good girl.”

“Stop…”

“Sh, just a kiss, and you’ll be happy. Stay still and have fun.”

“I…”

When Yuto knelt down a million things went through your head, but it was too much for anything to get past your lips. He grabbed your thighs, his warm breath right against your core. You knew what came next and there was no stopping him. He teased, kissing your inner thigh, a nibble here and there before he dove in.

“Yuto!”

You screamed out his name, your mind dropping into the bliss of submission in an instance. In the moment you focused on nothing but the pleasure, unable to stop yourself from grinding down on his tongue, wanting him deeper, wanting to feel more of him.

“Please… please…”

“Hm? Please what?”

“Cum… I wanna cum…”

“I know babe, but not here.” Yuto got up, kissing you so you could have a taste of yourself, of your own stupid submission. “There’s a lot to think about. Us that is, you don’t need that brain.”

“There you are.” Kino entered the infirmary with Wooseok. “Security has been dealt with, what about her?”

“I got our girl. She might be needy right now though, anyone got a condom?”

“Plenty.” Wooseok scoffed. “Let’s get out of this hell.”

“Right, come on baby, we’ll have more fun later. All of us together, sound good?”

“Yes please…”

“Good, that’s our good girl.”

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milkybonya · 4 years ago

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Journey Through The Flower Field: Final Routes

Please count the fruits you've collected in your fruits basket from parts 1 to and including 4!

Remember to deduct the fruits anytime the [a/n] said you lost a fruit!

Are you ready?

Here are your final endings! enjoy ♡

ONLY SHINWON'S & HUI'S ROUTE LINKS ARE HERE, I WILL NOT BE WRITING THE REST BECAUSE THIS PROJECT HAS EXHAUSTED ME :C

Hui - the old friend

if you have mostly oranges in your basket (the number of oranges is greater than other fruits) then please press on Hui's name or here to see your final route!

Jinho - the school senior

if you have mostly strawberries in your basket (the number of strawberries is greater than other fruits) then please press on Jinho's name or here to see your final route!

Hongseok - the gym buddy

if you have mostly bananas in your basket (the number of bananas is greater than other fruits) then please press on Hongseok's name or here to see your final route!

Shinwon - the coworker

if you have mostly limes in your basket (the number of limes is greater than other fruits) then please press on Shinwon's name or here to see your final route!

Changgu/Yeo One - the barista

if you have mostly blueberries in your basket (the number of blueberries is greater than other fruits) then please press on Changgu's name or here to see your final route!

Yanan - the classmate

if you have mostly cherries in your basket (the number of cherries is greater than other fruits) then please press on Yanan's name or here to see your final route!

Yuto - the roommate

if you have mostly blackberries in your basket (the number of blackberries is greater than other fruits) then please press on Yuto's name or here to see your final route!

Hyunggu/Kino - the roommate

if you have mostly grapes in your basket (the number of grapes is greater than other fruits) then please press on Hyunggu's name or here to see your final route!

Wooseok - the roommate

if you have mostly raspberries in your basket (the number of raspberries is greater than other fruits) then please press on Wooseok's name or here to see your final route!

BONUS: a photo of the roomies that i found on my phone because im gonna miss writing about them in this universe ^-^

this is pretty much what them being your roommates would look like :")

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itsnotworkinguys · 4 years ago

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Chemistry Professor Yang Hongseok

#imagine having a chem teacher/prof like this i might aced the subject back in school #an au where you have a big crush on him and he knows cause you keep on losing your words every time you have something to ask #like sir sorry i stutter your beauty is out of this world #incase there are honk stans who didn't saw this yet #the coat the freaking stare the setting #suffer with me #pentagon #hongseok #pentagon hongseok #yang hongseok #kpop #kpop reactions #twitter update

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ppaltagon · 4 years ago

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Uni Cafe Schedule

I have promised to post this series when Yanan is back, so here it is ^^

coffee shop au

university au

[7-10am] morning shift

Jo Jinho:

Major: music

Favorite coffee: long black

Task and working style: the responsible oldest who opens the shop with Wooseok. Since there’s not too many people this early, he can just chill and study for his classes. Very stressed because he’s graduating soon. Nice and polite.

Jung Wooseok:

Major: veterinary

Favorite coffee: latte

Task and working style: he was forced to be here, he just wants to sleep. Sometimes messes up orders because he’s always tired but he’s cute even if he seems a bit gruff at times. Even though he keeps complaining, he does his job diligently.

[10am-1pm] lunch shift

Yeo Changgu:

Major: drama

Favorite coffee: mocha

Task and working style: handles the busiest time, the perfect man for the job #1. Flirts with his customers and writes his numbers on the cup of the girls he wants to hook up with. Nobody called him back yet.

Yang Hongseok:

Major: athletic trainer

Favorite coffee: caramel macchiato

Task and working style: handles the busiest time, the perfect man for the job #2. Flirts with his customers and is the master of coffee related puns. Occasionally gives lectures about the different types of coffees.

[1-4pm] chill afternoon shift

(Kim) Yan An:

Major: Korean language

Favorite coffee: vanilla latte

Task and working style: chill time because every normal person takes classes at this time. Bored out of his mind. Eats all the marshmallows and serves himself vanilla lattes every hour. Good at his job because he’s learnt it by making it for himself all the time.

Adachi Yuto:

Major: Korean language

Favorite coffee: iced americano

Task and working style: chill time because every normal person takes classes at this time. Actually works hard, he has to because Yanan is not much help to be honest.

[4-7pm] busy afternoon shift

Kang Hyunggu (Kino):

Major: dance

Favorite coffee: cappukino

Task and working style: okay at the job. Smile sweeter than the sweetest thing they sell. A pro at selling because nobody can say no to him. Dances around to his own background music when he has nothing to do.

Ko Shinwon:

Major: model

Favorite coffee: affogato

Task and working style: a professional. Has a fanclub and that group is always there to watch him but as long as they spend money, it’s okay. A bit clumsy but his coffee is the best!

[7-10pm] night shift

Lee Hwitaek (Hui):

Major: composition

Favorite coffee: espresso

Task and working style: he never sleeps so he’s the perfect for this shift. Kind of turned the cafe into a night club with Hyojong. Honestly, a mess but has a mood different from the day and people like it a lot. Both of their coffees taste like shit but the people go for their performances anyways.

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sparklingchan · 4 years ago

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À La Maison || Jung Wooseok (Pentagon)

Pairing : Reader (fem.) X Wooseok

Word count : 900 +

Warning : Mentions of bullying, blood and injuries , suggestive and implied sex at the end (there's NO SMUT) , not proof read.

Genre : Angst , fluff , friends to Lovers AU.

Description : When everything else goes wrong , Wooseok always finds himself walking back home - to you.

A/N : According to google translate ( and my dusty,old French language knowledge) , the title literally means ‘At Home’ . But if it’s wrong , feel free to DM me please . I wrote this drabble a few months ago for my book on wattpad so if y’all find any similar imagines on wattpad , it’s probably me XD

Enjoy!

It must have been around 4 am in the morning when Y/n hears knocks on her front door ,immediately waking her up from her deep,comfortable slumber.

Lazy and groggy as she already was, she walks towards the door , not really caring as to who it was behind the door and why should she? This is no time to disturb a human being!

Although it is a summer morning,the cold metal of the door knob sends chills down her spine.

And what she sees next scares her deeply to the core,breaking her heart into a million pieces and sending streams of sadness flow down her face; for it is not everyday that you find the man you love at your doorstep, beaten up beyond recognition.

"Hi,Y/n. Can I please come in?" Wooseok's voice is hoarse as he leans against the door frame,one hand against the wall, helping him stand up and one hand pressing a bloody handkerchief to his bleeding nose.

He has a cut on his upper lip and on his right cheek and there are bruises and cuts in all places where his skin was not covered with clothes. As Y/n's eyes quickly scan him from head to toe,she notices his split ,purple knuckles and the blood on his shoes, and she immediately pulls him into her arms.

"What the hell happened, Wooseok? " She says,trying her best to support his weight with her small frame and walk him toward her bedroom.

"The bullies again. " he groans from the pain all the movement causes. His possibly broken jaw feels as if it's on fire.

"God, What do they even want from you ,huh?" She almost yells, frustrated and angered and heartbroken, all her sleepiness from earlier disappearing into thin air.

She carefully puts him on her bed, and removes his shoes so he could lie down properly, ignoring all his protests of having dirty clothes on.

*****

Growing up with parents from a medical background, Y/n thankfully knows the basics of first aid so she quickly cleans and dresses his wounds and puts ointment on the bruises.

"Are the pants fitting you?" Y/n asks Wooseok as she washes the bloody handkerchief under the faucet in the bathroom while Wooseok sits at the edge of her bed,feet touching the floor and his mind filled with thoughts.

He is wearing Y/n's father's pants and a blanket is wrapped around his naked upper body in case he feels cold.

"Yeah. "He replies with a small smile,his heart full of gratitude and adoration for the woman in front of him.

Y/n can feel his eyes on her and even though every shake of her hands,every beat of her heart ,every single cell in her body wants her to look back at him , but something holds her back. She sighs and focuses on the task at hand instead of drowning herself in thoughts of Wooseok and how much she desires him ,despite him sitting right in front of her.

After hanging the handkerchief to dry out , she walks upto the side of her bed and gently takes Wooseok's face in her hands,running her fingers gently over the non injured skin of his cheeks.

"Why do they keep doing this? This is the fifth time in a month goddamn it."she says as her eyes yet again scan him from head to toe,her heart clenching everytime she sees his injuries.

The lack of physical distance between them has caused an adrenaline rush through Wooseok's veins and he stares at her face , capturing minor details of in order to calm his racing heart. Their faces are inches apart, their breaths mixing together yet Wooseok wonders why she feels like she's so far away,so distant.

His eyes travel from her eyes ,nose and then lips, and it takes a lot of inner determination for Y/n to not lean down and kiss him while he openly stares at her lips.

"I'm going to get you something to eat." She mutters in a small voice as she pulls away from him ,only to be pulled back by him.

With his hand wrapped around her wrist , she lands softly on the mattress,her cheeks turning red.

"No. Stay with me." he says as he crawls towards her such that their legs touch each other.

His hand tucks a few strands of hair behind her ears and then it travels down to her waist,squeezing it softly as if to bring her closer than she already was.

"Wooseok, stop it." She whispers,her ears turning red at the sudden change of tension in the air. She looks down at her feet,trying hard to convince herself that she doesn't like Wooseok, that she doesn't like what he's doing right now.

"Do you really want me to stop? " he asks ,his warm breath fanning her face and making goosebumps appear on her skin.

Does she want him to stop touching her ? Does she want him to stop being in love with her? No.

But was she afraid of commitments ? Was she afraid of falling in love to such an extent that there's no coming back from it ? Yes.

"No." she whispers ,still not having the guts to look him in the eyes.

"Then why do you keep turning a blind to whatever we have?" He asks. His voice now sounds sad, not curious, not angry. His touch on her waist becomes softer.

"Because I'm afraid." Y/n finally replies, her hands limp in her lap. She slowly looks up at Wooseok and her heart skips a beat when their eyes meet, her chest exploding with strong emotions of adoration and desire and sudden rebelliousness.

She looks at his yearning eyes and sees nothing but love and respect for her and even though she's terrified of what is to come,she slowly grabs his jaw with one hand while the other rests on his well built chest.

"I love you. " She says,capturing his lips with her hers.

The sudden contact makes Wooseok's eyes wide but he is quick to respond,holding her waist tightly in place while they devour each other's lips like starving animals. Every moment of contact sets fire to Y/n's skin and every lack of contact makes her yearn for more.The hand that was on his chest now grabs his nape and pulls him even closer ,if there is any closer, as she feels him lick her bottom lip for a split second before going back to kissing.

He pulls away and trails his lips down her jaw,lingering there for a second too long and then going down to kiss her neck.

"Wooseok.." she softly groans, running her fingers through his hair as he continues to place soft kisses in every inch of her neck.

"I love you too. " He says in between kisses. "I love you so much ."

Hearing those words make her feel whole and despite all her fear and insecurities, she knows what she wants.

This is what she wants,not just today but everyday for the rest of her life.

And that afternoon, while she lays her head on his bare chest as he plays with her hair,she knows that this is what Wooseok wants for the rest of his life too.

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ultadachi · 5 years ago

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[4:02am] you didn’t always stay up late when hongseok didn’t come home. he typically was out anywhere from 10pm to 7am, but that night, you just couldn’t sleep. maybe it had something to do with the energy drinks you had out of pure boredom, but you were still awake and sitting on the couch watching TV when the front door opened and slammed shut, followed by heavy footsteps dragging on the hardwood down the hall.

your boyfriend was home.

“babe?” you called out.

the footsteps paused before you heard hongseok sigh, “why are you still up?”

“couldn’t sl--” you stopped your sentence as you took in his disheveled appearance -- notably the way he was holding his arm with red soaking around the bicep of his white button-up shirt. “so...who patches up the medic when he gets hurt?”

despite your playful smirk, hongseok could see the worry in your eyes. he rarely ever came home injured, but he was also rarely ever sent out since he was their go-to to get fixed up when they were injured.

“his beautiful, wonderful, caring significant other,” he smiled his perfect smile at you despite the pain he was in.

you laughed softly, shaking your head. you knew if he was sent home, it wasn’t too serious. otherwise hui would’ve kept him at headquarters and sent someone over to the house to update you and keep you calm.

“come on,” you told him as you led the way to the bathroom down the hallway.

hongseok followed behind you. he seemed to have just bruised his knee which was why he was walking the way he was, but the biggest issue was the cut on his left bicep. he leaned against the sink while you got the first-aid kit and laid it out on the counter beside him.

“alright, first you have to clean the wound,” he instructed as he began to unbutton his shirt.

“i can clean around the fabric, y’know,” you pointed out.

he shrugged with a slight smirk, “yeah but where’s the fun in that?”

you were convinced that if hongseok were on the verge of death, he’d make his final words some way of flirting with you.

as he dropped his shirt to the floor, you grabbed a cotton pad and let your eyes scan over the supplies. for someone who was dating the medic of a mob, you really had no idea what anything was for.

“this,” he pointed to the bottle of distilled water, “is to clean wounds.”

"i thought peroxide was--”

“that’ll make it worse. plus it stings like a bitch.”

“aren’t you supposed to be a manly man who laughs in the face of pain?” you teased as you dampened the cotton pad with the water.

hongseok pouted, “don’t tease me when i’m hurt.”

“sorry, you big baby,” you giggled as you cleaned the wound. “i don’t have to stitch anything, do i? i don’t like needles.”

“ah, who’s the big baby now?” he chuckled, brushing your hair out of your face with his other hand before pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “no, just a big bandage should be fine.”

after his cut was clean, you wrapped a bandage around his bicep a few times, though you huffed in annoyance on your third time around, “can you stop flexing, you weirdo?”

“i’m not!” he insisted with a laugh. “i just have big arms, okay?”

“hongseok, i know the difference.”

“fine, fine. sorry.”

you finished wrapping up his arm, so you cut the bandage and taped it securely so it wouldn’t unravel. hongseok examined your work before smiling proudly at you.

“you’re a natural, baby! you get it from me.”

“considering you literally coached me through it,” you snorted, rolling your eyes. then you reached out for his hand and began leading him out of the bathroom. “okay, bedtime. that’ll help you heal faster or something.”

he laughed softly as he followed along with you, “yeah, something like that.”

the two of you made it to your shared bedroom, not bothering to turn the lights on as you made the straight shot from the door to your bed. you climbed in with hongseok getting in after you, both of you crawling under the covers.

“y’know, _____,” your boyfriend began, “cuddling speeds up the healing process.”

“no it doesn’t,” you scoffed. “i’m not dumb.”

“who’s the medic here?” he asked as he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into his chest.

“yeah, alright, doc,” you yawned, suddenly feeling much sleepier than you did a minute ago, “whatever you say.”

(kinda sorta for @dreamjunhui and @neverknewgrey2016)

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hansols-yoda-boxers · 3 years ago

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Canoe Trip 1 - July 17th

[12:08]

“Man, that was a good sandwich,” you sighed, leaning back against the tree as you surveyed all the kids eating lunch.

“Are you still hungry?” Wonwoo asked between bites of his.

You eyed his bag quickly. “Why do you ask?”

Wonwoo gave you a small grin before reaching into his bag and pulling out another half a sandwich. He tossed it into your lap.

“I thought you might get hungry for more so I packed extra.”

“Dude!” You said excitedly unwrapping the sandwich. “You are seriously the best.”

“Damn, maybe I should have been your canoeing partner this year,” Hongseok chuckled. “They’re getting all the best treatment.” You chuckled but Wonwoo seemed to get flustered.

“Ah, I-I just know them well enough now. That’s all.”

You nudged him with your elbow. “This whole friendship thing is working out well for you.”

Wonwoo rolled his eyes. “I feel like it’s working out better for you.”

You grinned at him. “I can make it up to you.”

Hongseok whacked your leg with his hat.

“What?” You whined.

“Keep it appropriate,” he grumbled.

“I didn’t say anything,” you muttered.

“You were thinking it,” he replied. Wonwoo laughed while you stuck out your tongue.

“You’re more and more like Seungcheol every day, I swear.”

“Am not,” he scoffed.

“I don’t know, growing more strict in your old age,” Wonwoo added.

Hongseok opened his mouth to speak but before he could Gahyeon came running up.

“Hey can you come help me? Wonyoung just realized that she has to sleep out in a tent tonight and she’s freaking out.”

“Alright,” Hongseok sighed, getting up and following Gahyeon.

“Hey.”

You looked over at Wonwoo as you munched on your sandwich.

“We’re okay, right?”

You cocked your head to the side. “Yeah of course. Have I been acting weird again?”

“No,” he said. “I just, I wanna make sure I guess? I wasn’t sure if something was off the other day and I just want it to be cool between us.”

You felt the ice in the pit of your stomach. You still didn’t want to tell him he was bad at oral. It wasn’t even that big of a deal. You should just be honest about it.

Or…

You could save his ego and save yourself the awkwardness and just never bring it up ever and make sure he doesn’t try to eat you out for the rest of the summer.

That sounded like a much better plan.

“Of course,” you said. “Everything is good.”

#cns au #camp north star au #seventeen imagines #wonwoo imagines #jeon wonwoo imagines #pentagon imagines #hongseok imagies #yang hongseok imagines

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julyarchives · 3 years ago

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Thicker Than Blood || Ch. 03

→ Pairing: Pentagon OT9 x Reader

→ Genre: Mafia AU.

→ Words: 2.5K

→ Contains: Mentions of blood and violence

→ A/n: Chapter 3 is out! today she meets two pretty boys. Next time, get ready for Hong to shine ☺️

→ Index: 01 • 02 • 03

A hand on your shoulder shook you gently, startling you awake and making you immediately sit up, only for you to find Wooseok sitting next to you on the bed.

“Sorry” He whispered, “I didn’t mean to scare you.”

“It’s fine” your groggy voice almost failed to come out. You scratched your sleepy eyes open before asking him “How long was I out?”

“I don’t know, but it’s almost noon now” he shrugged

You did quick math, realizing you slept a solid 8-hour sleep, but it felt like you had barely closed your eyes. Your whole body felt tired, and your mind was running on anxiety juice.

“You need to come somewhere with me.” he got up, walking towards the door “just put on some fresh clothes, I’ll be waiting in the living room.”

You blinked a couple of times, trying to get your body awake and your mind to process the orders. Wooseok is usually laid back and carefree, but he seemed tenser, which had you preoccupied. But you knew better than giving it a second thought, especially after the events of last night.

“Is Yuto here too?” you blurted, not thinking much before speaking

“He spent the night here on the lookout, in case anyone else showed up, so he left when the others finished-” Wooseok cut himself short.

You recalled Yuto saying he had to call the other guys.

“Fixing the mess in the living room.” You finished for him, nodding in understanding.

“Yeah” he offered an apologetic smile “anyway, I’ll explain the rest for you in the car, we gotta leave asap.”

“Alright” you mumbled before he left.

You took a deep breath, mentally preparing yourself for whatever was to come. You felt scared, imagining all sorts of dark places with a lamp shining directly to your face while a scary man interrogated you. Your head spun with so much information. You knew that after last night everything will be different for you, and you imagined how good could it be to get caught up in the middle of some territory fight between powerful people; and would they really look after you?

You also remembered that Kino was supposed to show up for your protection, but he wasn’t there when shit went down. “ No one could stay behind for you ” Yuto’s voice resonated in your head, but immediately followed by when he said, “ You’re important as a member of the community, as our ally ”. But you knew you were just a pawn, so how far would they really go for you?

With no room for doubt, you quickly decided to just oblige, and deep down you had to admit that something in Wooseok just made you trust him for a while now.

When you left your room, Wooseok was leaning against the wall at the end of the hall, talking to someone, but stood straight and quiet when he heard you approaching.

“I’m ready” forced a smile out of you, trying to mask your growing concern.

“Y/N” he called your attention “these are Changgu and Hongseok. They helped Yuto with everything last night, and you might see more of them for the next few days.”

They murmured awkward greetings, and you took notice of their rubber gloves and empty bottles of bleach being thrown on a trash bag. It wasn’t hard to put two and two together and figure out what they were there for.

“Nice to meet you” Changgu said in a friendly tone

“I hope we didn’t wake you up during the night,” Hongseok added. “We’re just putting everything back in order”

“Oh, it’s ok, I was out like a rock.” you shrugged off “Thank you for doing this”

“So, shall we go?” Wooseok placed a hand on your shoulder, looking down at you from very close proximity.

You nodded and followed him outside and into a shiny black sedan. The drive was quiet while it was deep into the city, and you didn’t miss the way Wooseok didn’t stop checking the rearview mirrors. You limited yourself to looking out the window and watching as he turned unknown corners and empty streets. Your heart was still beating fast and you unconsciously clutched onto the leather seat.

Once into the freeway, the view being only vast green trees and pavement, he seemed more relaxed and finally broke the silence.

“So,” he cleared his throat, “we’re sorry for last night. You weren’t supposed to be tagged, but unfortunately, you now have a target on your back.”

Your stomach churned at his statement, and you didn’t know what to think, let alone say. Wooseok, watching your silence, simply proceeded.

“So you are under our wing now, and I’m taking you somewhere where you’ll be safe for now. Nothing is going to happen to you, ok?” he reassured.

He looked in the mirror again, and this time you noticed a car just like his close behind, but you quickly spotted Channgu and Hongseok inside. As soon as Wooseok noticed them, you heard the car engine get louder and the speed increase, and you knew he was just waiting for them to catch up to you two.

You tensed up at the speed, not used to it at all, but Wooseok chuckled and lightly elbowed your side.

“I’m a good driver, don’t worry.” he teased

“You better not kill me on the road, jackass” you rolled your eyes, playing along and trying to ease your own tension.

“I’m hurt that you think I would hurt you, Y/N” he dramatically placed a hand on his chest.

“I don’t even know where you’re taking me, you could easily be driving me to a murder house and I’m here complying with your antics” you laughed

“Nah, you’re just going to be around 9 boys that will be glad to see a different face around” he shrugged

“You say as these boys don’t carry giant fire weapons around and rule the city” you couldn’t help but roll your eyes again, ignoring your guts twisting.

“We’re nice guys, though” he gripped the wheel harder, getting into a more serious posture “This is to ensure your safety”

“Thanks” was all you could think of saying.

At some point, Wooseok took a discreet turn, one you would miss if you weren’t looking for it, getting deeper into the side road greenery until reaching tall metal gates guarded with top-notch security cameras. Past the gates, you saw a big house. Big was an understatement, it was huge. The impressive modern architecture stood tall after a well gardened front yard, with multiple floors and floor-to-ceiling windows allowing plenty of sunlight inside, in complete opposition to what you imagined you were going to arrive.

Wooseok parked in front of the tall entrance door and held your arm before letting you get off of the car.

“You might have to talk to some people about what happened at the bar and your house, but no one is going to hurt you, ok? You can trust us”

You only nodded at him, gulping your anxiety back in. You got out of the car quietly and were quickly followed by the three men. The silence was making everything worse but then, there was nothing worth talking about right now.

Getting into the house was an entire event. The glass doors were to the ceiling and the living room was completely over the top. Part of you wondered how this is a safe place when there is no discretion at all. As it was becoming a habit, Wooseok elbowed you with an amused smile, to answer exactly what you were thinking.

"Into the woods. Many guys doing safety rounds covered by the trees. And come on, it's a pretty rad house, isn't it?".

"Pretty expensive house you mean", you answered, looking around completely in shock. It screamed luxury even if the decoration seemed… cozy? You shrugged at the warm colors they chose for the decor.

"Most importantly, it's safe", you turned to Changgu as he spoke. "There are a few base rules for you to stay with us, Y/N. You see, this is a new situation for all of us and while Wooseokie here is thrilled to have you here", you saw Hongseok nudge Wooseok and you had to fight the urge to roll your eyes. Boys. "This is a delicate moment, okay? We have to address it as it is".

"Of course, I get it", you managed a small answer while your head felt hot to understand all of this. Hopefully, Changgu was right and this will keep you safe from the bad guys and… you had no idea if mafia members were the good guys but you hoped it would protect you from them as well.

"First of all. Where we are right now is the only level of the house you're allowed to go to", Hongseok spoke. "While your room is on the second floor, your room and the bathroom are the only rooms you can go into".

"My and Yuto's room is on this floor, it is also off-limits", Wooseok spoke from the couch. You didn't even notice when he sat down.

"Yeah, definitely you can not go to the third floor nor the level below us".

"There's a bellow?!", you couldn't hold back.

"Yes and it is off-limits, Y/N", Changgu said in an amused voice.

"Second, you absolutely cannot leave the house. You may go to the back of the house, use the pool, whatever, but do not go to the front and in no way you will leave this house".

"So you're holding me hostage, then? What about the bar?!", you couldn't help but shout, looking from Changgu to Hongseok, who only stared at Wooseok, lost at what to do with you.

"Y/N… the bar was trashed last night. Right after you left. We checked today and there is no way you can go back. We need you to stay inside the house so what happened to the bar doesn't happen to you".

You stood there, staring at Wooseok and tears fell down your face without you even noticing at first. It was the first time you cried in front of anyone, let alone them, but it was all too much. Your life was in danger, your house was compromised, your job was trashed and you were stuck with dangerous men who say they can protect you but also let all this happen in the first place. The feeling of desperation was only growing and you felt like screaming, running anything to let out the anger and sadness you felt.

That's when you saw him coming down the stairs. Kino was carelessly walking down the steps and looking at his phone, only looking up when he reached the floor. You felt your blood boil. Him. He was supposed to look after you and yet shit went to hell.

"Wooseok", you called, eyes strained on Kino's surprised face. "How safe is it to hit a Pentagon member?".

"Depends on who we are talking about. Take a shot", he laughed and you felt Changgu and Hongseok moving to sit with Wooseok, clearly watching the situation.

You marched at Kino seeing red and quickly raised a hand to give him the slap he deserves. Only you were too slow or he was too fast, for he managed to grab your wrist midair and push you back a little.

"Nice to see you again, Y/N", Kino smirked and moved, not letting go of your wrist. He now made your back go against the wall while he put his phone in his jeans pocket.

"You were supposed to be there! They could have killed me!", you whispered, your anger not coming out in yells but rather in a very angry hiss.

"You think I don't know that? Please, don't forget who exactly you are dealing with here", Kino whispered back and you recoiled. While you must sound like a desperate girl, Kino sounded deadly, a very dangerous voice tone where it was supposed to be a whisper.

"I'm dealing with someone who let someone break into my house", you moved your body, your face inches apart from his, your eyes unmoving from his.

"You had Yuto right there with you, don't be dramatic", he didn't shy away, but pressured further, noses now almost touching. "Last night I was where I was supposed to be and that's all you need to know".

"Do you stay in this house too? Maybe you'll let them break into this one as well", you huffed only to turn it into a hiss of pain at the pressure on your wrist, Kino having moved it in a mock twist.

"Oh, I do. And this will be so much fun, you know. Having you around", he was smirking and it sent a shiver down your spine. "If you want your stay here to work out, remember your place". He let go of your wrist abruptly and your arms fell with the sudden movement. only when he backed away that you noticed how close you were, weirdly missing his puffs of breath against your lips.

"I don't even want to stay here!", you said, raising your voice while he moved backward, eyes not leaving your form. Maybe he was making sure you wouldn't charge at him from behind. Which you might.

"Tough luck, hydrangea". Kino smoothly walked into what you judged was the kitchen by the overall look and you huffed.

"You're a hydrangea!", you shouted, hearing a carefree laugh inside the room he walked in.

"Wow, what a comeback", Wooseok commented and you frowned at him, taking deep breaths.

"Do we wanna know?", Hongseok asked.

"Nah. Some things are better unknown", Kino walked into view again, holding a bag of something that seemed delicious even if you had no idea what it was.

"Did you feed her?", Changuu asked Wooseok.

"I'm not a pet, thank you", you answered, earning a few chuckles. It wasn't your intention and it made you even madder, how could they be so relaxed in a situation like this?

"She didn't have breakfast, no", Wooseok answered and already got up, motioning for you to follow him.

You moved without a word and took the opportunity to look around once more, sighing at the bizarre reality you were living in. You stood in front of Kino who purposefully blocked your way into the kitchen. He winked at you and stepped aside, letting you in.

"Wooseok", Kino said. "Me and the boys leave in 10 minutes, give her food and show her the places she can be at. Explain the rules and then go back to your duty. We can't have any more delays".

"Yes, sir", Wooseok mumbled clearly in irony and pointed to a chair for you to sit on.

Sitting down, you laid your head on the table face first, letting your hair cover your face. This is a nightmare, you thought. And unfortunately appears to be only the beginning. You sighed. It was going to be a long day.

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