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keytomythoughts · 4 years ago

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Perfection Imperfections | Chapter 1

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Finally, summer break. It’s been a while since I was able to go home. Having to attend high school rather far from my home in Seoul, I never thought that I’d adjust to the new environment. Fortunately, I wasn’t entirely alone, since I stayed with my aunt for the four years of my high school life. School wasn’t so bad, but the homesickness is what killed it for me. Even though it was my parents' idea to send me a rather vast distance—me not being too excited about it, but I knew I wouldn’t get my way in the end—there was some good that came from it. The two only good things, actually.

I glance outside the train window, the buildings of Busan zooming past me. Sure, it may not be my home, but I won’t lie. I’m really going to miss this place. My phone suddenly vibrates in my lap, glancing down to see a text from my group chat, smiling as I respond.

(Binnie)

R u still on the train?

Yeah have been for the past like 30 mins

(Eunuwu)

Going back to ur parents? Or r u moving out?

Funny

Yk I can’t move out, at least not on my own. My parents won’t allow it

(Binnie)

What about Jaehyun?

Idk, they rlly dc what he does tbh

They’re just hell-bent on me getting into the top schools and shit

(Eunuwu)

Damn, rough

Mhm

(Binnie)

Try talking to them, u never know

They might change their minds?

Nah, I already know how it’s gonna end

Me crying and stuffing myself with pints of ice cream

(Eunuwu)

Doesn't sound so bad

(Binnie)

¬_¬

(Eunuwu)

Except for the crying part ofc

But c’mon it cant really be THAT bad

I’ve been over plenty of times, they seem nice

(Binnie)

U’ve been to her house??

Yeah him and oppa are friends too

(Binnie)

Righttt forgot lol

And that’s bc you were there dumbass and half of the time ur either in oppa’s room or out somewhere

Interaction with my parents = minimal

(Binnie)

That sounds awful ngl :( sorry Hyuna

But hey we should all hang soon!

(Eunuwu)

I’ll be in Seoul for the summer too so y not?

I miss y’all :’(

Ok I should be there around like 5 ish so I’ll text then

(Binnie)

Aww I miss u toooo

(Eunuwu)

*puke*

Shut up, ur just jealous

(Eunuwu)

Me? Jealous?? Of what, ur face?

Yea no thx, Ive got a great face already

And personality 0:)

Gr8, explains why ur still single

(Binnie)

LOLL

She got u there bro

(Eunuwu)

Shut up

Ur talking as if u’ve got a gf

Idiot

(Binnie)

At least I didnt reject them as coldly as u did lol

See? My point exactly

Your fAcE scared off every girl in sight bc of tht pErSoNaLiTy

I almost feel bad for them, u little heart breaker

(Binnie)

He made a couple of em cry I heard

Rlly?!?

YAH

U MORON

(Eunuwu)

Bin wtf

(Binnie)

¯\_(ツ)_/¯

U JERK HOW COULD U??

Those poor girls omg

Im so kicking ur ass when I c u

(Binnie)

Me 2

(Eunuwu)

Wtf?? Y???

(Binnie)

No reason lol, just feel like it

And this is why ily Binnie

(Binnie)

:D <3

(Eunuwu)

GROSS

Can it u demon

Read 4:02 PM

I snort, turning off my phone and placing it back down on my lap as I go back to staring outside my left-hand window again. Meet Cha Eunwoo and Moon Bin, my two best friends. The only reason I got through high school how I did without major setbacks. Sure, there was the occasional homesickness and all, but had I not met these two, I probably wouldn’t have even attended and graduated.

Being so far away from the place I grew up never really suited me, and they saw it right away from day one how lonely and upset I looked. I didn't seem to fit in, especially since I skipped a grade and was placed in classes that were very advanced for me. Not that I minded the vigor, but it was hard for me to socialize, let alone make friends.

That’s when I met them. Freshman year in homeroom before my first literature class. Moon Bin, a boy with parted, coppery-golden hair accompanied by his shy, puppy-eye smile and sweet nature, offered me an empty seat next to him in class, even going as far as to share his textbook and asking how I found the school. No doubt, I was embarrassed and immensely shy, stuttering over my words and failing to meet his soft gaze. However, he didn’t make fun of me nor find me odd. All he did was smile, laughing lightly at my slightly flustered state. He stuck his hand out, introducing himself (most people just call him Moonbin or Bin) with that smile of his, thus the start of our new friendship. Since then, he became someone who always knew how to cheer me up when I was feeling down. No moment was ever dull with him by my side.

Eunwoo, the tall, brooding black-haired and charismatic student almost everyone knew (and crushed on) of, was usually with Moonbin when we hung out together, but he normally kept to himself. Though quiet and sometimes reserved with his intimidating looks, it didn’t take long for him to break the ice with us, the three of us becoming close friends. Promising to stay like this until we went to college and beyond. Regardless if we all diverge and tread different paths, we would always converge and come back to one another.

Four years flew by and graduation was upon us. Just like that, the two became like family to me, my ride-or-die duo. The two who were able to turn my world upside down, finding solace in a time where I thought it was nearly impossible for me to.

My thoughts are interrupted by my “Move” ringtone—yes, I’m a huge Lee Taemin fan—looking down at my phone again to see it’s my brother calling. I sigh, picking up the call.

“What?”

He gasps dramatically. “Is that any way to address your loving older brother after being away for so long?”

I snort, shaking my head. “Loving my ass, oppa. How are mom and dad?”

“They’re fine, living. Didn’t you tell them you’re coming home?”

“Nope, I don’t even text them that often. You already know this..”

He sighs. “Yeah, I figured.”

There’s a slight pause on his end, but he continues. “You took the three-thirty train, right? So you’ll be here around five or so?”

“Yeah, give or take.”

I look out the window again to see the endless stretch of greenery and flowing springs, sometimes even children playing in the fields. I grin mischievously, deciding to poke fun at my brother when he doesn’t respond right away.

“What, you miss me?”

He makes a sound similar to throwing up. “As if. I got so used to the peace and quiet. I’m not ready for it to go away.”

“Yah!” I realize that I had yelled a bit too loudly and eyes were now trained on me, and I bow my head in apology. I lower my voice, “You’re such an asshole.”

“Oh, I know, but you still love me anyway.”

“Shut up.”

I can hear his laugh resonate through the phone and a smile unknowingly tugs at my lips. I wouldn’t say it out loud, but it’s true. When I lived with my aunt in Busan for the duration of high school, I missed Jaehyun a lot. Though two years older than me, he didn’t seem to alienate me the way my parents do. While I hate the notion that they spoil Jaehyun endlessly and let him do as he wishes, I won’t lie and say that he was a prick about it. He could’ve been, but he never came off as selfish. I’m really close with my brother, shocking as it may be. Sibling relationships are like that—one minute you want to strangle them with their intestines and the next you’re singing duets together. Crazy, but that’s how it is for us. My parents don’t really pay me any attention, so Jaehyun decides to do that instead. Not complaining though. I’d rather take his pranking and teasing over my parents’ demands and reprimands any day.

“Aight, I’m heading out for a bit. Text me when you arrive.”

I smile again. “Will do, but make sure to get me food!”

“Let me think…” He hums, and I can practically sense the smirk on his end. “Nope. Get your own.”

“Oppa!”

Jaehyun laughs. “See you in a bit, Hyuna. Get here safely. Bye!”

He hangs up the call before I get a chance to retort, and I scoff. Typical of my brother. He knows how much I enjoy street food, and every time he goes out, it’s almost certain that most of the time he stops somewhere to eat. Did he ever bring food back? Sure, but by the time I’d get to it, most of it was gone anyways. That only lasted a little while before I had gone upstate anyways, so he had more food for himself, I guess.

As the train barrels down the tracks, I feel my heart racing in excitement, but there’s also a slight ounce of dread. I really don’t know why. I want to believe it’s because I’ve been away for too long, but part of me knows it’s the fact that I’ll have to face my parents again. Knowing that I only have two months to decide where I wanted to go and what I wanted to do, I know the bitter truth is that those decisions won’t be left up to me. Last time, I was sent to Busan.

God knows where I’d be sent to now.

***

“Final destination of the KTX Busan-Seoul train at Seoul Station is approaching and will arrive at 05:30 PM. The doors to alight are on the right hand side. All passengers are requested to dismount the train upon arrival. Thank you.”

That’s my stop.

Gathering my bag and hand luggage, I patiently wait for the train to pull up at the station. Seeing the familiar shops and buildings around me makes my legs bounce up and down in both excitement and anticipation.

Four long years away from Seoul...

Before getting off, I quickly text the group chat and then my brother, letting them all know that I’ve reached safely. Side-stepping the other passengers exiting the subway doors, I carefully land onto the platform with my luggage in tow. I breathe in the air around as I stretch my arms up into the sky, the grin widening on my face.

It sure as hell feels good to be back home.

I try my best to maneuver through the crowds, but it doesn’t stop the rush of people knocking into me. At times like these, I curse my genetics for favoring my older brother instead of me in terms of height. Eventually, I come to a clearing and when my eyes glance upwards, I spot a rather familiar dark brown-haired six-foot-tall male amongst the small crowd waving me over.

“Hyuna, over here!”

I gasp, my eyes widening. “Oppa!”

He smiles as I begin walking towards him, my feet hurriedly moving across the concrete. The distance between us shortens and I abandon my luggage as he opens his arms wide.

Only for me to sucker punch him in the stomach.

He yelps in pain, grimacing as he holds his abdomen. “Shit, that hurt. What has Aunt Sua been feeding you up there? Rocks?”

I smack his shoulder, my blood slightly boiling in anger. “Yah, why didn’t you tell me you were coming?! Do you know how much money I blew off for the bus fare?”

He straightens his back before going to rub his shoulder, then behind his neck.

“Fine, fine. My bad. I wanted to surprise you, but I guess that didn’t work, did it?”

I cross my arms over my chest, huffing in annoyance. He sighs, nodding.

“Okay, okay, I’ll compensate you. Dinner’s on me.”

At this I grin, blinking excitedly. I grab onto his arm and shake it vigorously. “Really? You mean it? You’re the best, oppa!”

“Look at this brat..” he taunts, shaking his head. In a flash, he headlocks me and rubs the top of my head harshly with his knuckles, upsetting the neatly-tied auburn ponytail.

“Yah! Quit it!” I smack his arms and flail in protest, but he chuckles, saying this is what I get for cunningly finding a way to exploit him the minute I stepped back into Seoul.

What can I say? It’s a talent.

He lets go eventually, and I try to smooth down my already-tangled hair. I grumble incoherently but Jaehyun pulls me into his embrace, wrapping his arms around me. His free hand gently pats the side of my head in comfort.

“Welcome home, sis.”

I stand there stiff for a second before hugging back. He squeezes me tighter and I find myself smiling into his shoulder.

“Good to be back,” I whisper.

We stand like that for a moment before he pats my back a couple of times, us pulling away from each other soon after. He reaches behind me to grab my hand luggage as he shoulders my bag. I tell him that I can carry them just fine, but he starts walking away from the platform to the parking lot. I call out after him as I run to catch up, and I can see the corners of his mouth twitch. Jaehyun leads me to his car, a sleek matte-silver convertible Mustang. My mouth drops open in shock at its stunning beauty, my body forcing itself to remain composed for the sake of avoiding public self-embarrassment.

He throws my luggage in the back seat before he turns to me, smirking at my expression. “You like it?”

“Shit, do I like it? I love it!” I run my fingers over its metallic surface, the silver exterior gleaming in the evening glow. Grinning, I stare up at my brother who catches my gaze as I stand next to the driver’s seat, my fingers already curled on the handle.

“Can I—”

“No.”

“Please—”

“Nope.”

I pout as I pull my hand away and step to the side. Jaehyun chuckles, rubbing my head playfully before getting into the driver’s seat and starting the car. The engine purrs to life as my brother pulls out his shades and wears them. He looks at me and cocks his head to the passenger seat.

“Don’t just stand there. Get in.”

Smiling, I quickly make my way over to the other side and slip into the passenger seat. I barely have time to buckle in before Jaehyun speeds off. I scream in fright, but he laughs heartily, telling me to let loose.

With the wind harshly whipping around us, I close my eyes and tilt my head upwards, absorbing the remnants of my childhood in a place I’ll always call home. A place where my heart always feels at ease.

My name is Jung Hyuna. I’m eighteen years old, and this is my story.

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kill-the-teen-memories · 4 years ago

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365 So Fresh Part 4

Genre: Angst/Fluff/Humor

Word Count: 2,209

Warnings: Curse words, smoking, poly, 2 seconds of smut

Pairings: Triple H x Reader

Summary: You just wanted to take a nap while waiting for your friends, never did you expect the car you were sleeping in to get stolen and you would end up going for a road trip with a guy who had a gambling problem, a girl who committed a murder, and a guy who seems to just hate his life. You especially didn’t expect to have feelings for them??

I felt like my head was spinning as we all piled into the car again. Hyojong and I in the back while Hyuna and Hui sat in the front. Hui started the car and we were off again, “I mean she could just call the police and tell them everything’s alright? Right?” offered Hyojong. “Wouldn’t they ask me where I’ve been? And then I’d have to tell them Hui stole a car, Hyuna murdered someone and we ran you over.” I mumbled. “Calling the police is off the table then” responded Hui. “Oh, this is a disaster!” Hyuna called out. Hui rested his hand on her thigh once more, “Look, it’s all going to be okay. Alright?” Hyuna nodded. I don’t know why I felt so calm at Hui’s words, obviously, it wasn’t going to be alright. We were 4 outcasts that were in some trouble with the police. While I silently panicked at the same time I didn’t care, clearly, none of us had anything to lose. Hyuna mentioned that both her parents had died in a car accident 6 years ago, Hui’s mom left and he became detached from his father, Hyojong grew up in the foster system where he only got out because he became of age, and I had been left by my dad, my mom became a distant drunk and I had no real friends. We were all broken in our own ways and as twisted as it was we were all brought together by something. “I think we should just have fun while we can,” I spoke up “What do we have to lose?” I could tell they all took in my words and contemplated them carefully. “She’s right,” Hyuna declared, “all we have is each other.” And with a new mindset in everyone’s head, we continued our journey. Hyuna had put her feet on the dashboard and nodded along to Hui, who was singing along to some song on the radio. I had rested my head on Hyojong’s shoulder while he had the window rolled down and was smoking another cigarette. The atmosphere was nice. Until we heard a bang and a hiss come from one side of the car. “Fuck.” mumbled Hui “We popped a tire.” I sat up and said, “There’s a spare in the back”. He nodded as he turned into a nearby gas station. Once the car was parked, Hui stepped out to pop the trunk. After a moment of silence, we heard him “Uh, guys?” We all looked at each other confused before getting out of the car to join Hui. There was a spare alright, but that was not all. Stuffed around the compartment were hundreds of bills along with, I pulled a baggie out, “Weed?” Hyojong nodded. “Holy shit, at least we don’t have to worry about being short on money,” Hyuna replied shocked. “Bora told me she sold weed once, not that it was a continuous thing,” I replied. “Whatever the case, bless your friend.” Hui smiled. We carefully pulled out the spare and changed the tire. Hyojong had begun organizing the money “Guys, there’s thousands of dollars here.” He grabbed the money and shoved it into a backpack Hyuna had found in the backseat, along with the weed. It was like someone was telling us to enjoy these moments because little did we know our time together would end fairly quickly. We gave each other a knowing look as we got back into the car.

After some time Hui pulled up to a mall parking lot causing Hyuna to squeal, “Oh, I love shopping!” she laughed “You know you’re really pure for someone that killed a man.” Hyojong mumbled. She sent him a glare causing him to crack a smile. We got out of the car and made our way in. Hyuna immediately pulled me off to a lingerie store, the boys tried to follow before Hyuna protested “No, no no you’ll look like creepy men staring at women’s underwear.”

“Well, what are we supposed to do.”

“Just wait out here.”

“But you’ll take ages.”

“Oh stop whining.”

“Fine, but my reward better be, seeing you both in whatever you buy.”

“Hui!”

He let out a laugh as he went with Hyojong to sit down at one of the benches. Once we were inside she quickly went to work. I couldn’t help but laugh at her seriousness. She pulled out a dark purple set, it was beautiful. “Here,” she handed it to me “this one’s for you.” “For me??” I questioned. She nodded “It’s cute and sexy just like you.” I stood there my mouth opened wide while she continued to go down the rows. When I finally decided to go follow her she had pulled out a hot pink set. “Come on,” she said, “let’s go try them on.” We went to the dressing rooms, she went in first. She came out a few minutes later now wearing her set. God was she beautiful. “How do I look?” she gave a small twirl. I could not help but stare at her body. “Wait,” I mumbled “your straps crooked.” I went over to unravel it, my cold fingers, a contrast to her warm skin. She gasped. I looked over at her and she was already staring at me. Before I knew it I leaned in and softly placed my lips over hers. I pulled away quickly “I am so sor-” I never finished my sentence because she had cupped my face and pulled me into her again. The kiss wasn’t needy or hard, but soft and delicate. Her lips tasted of strawberries. We both smiled into the kiss before pulling away. “Let me get changed, so you can go next.” she giggled and closed the door. Okay, what was this? I’ve made out with Hui, had a wet dream of Hyojong, and just kissed Hyuna. And why was I willing to do it all again. What was developing? In the midst of all my thinking, Hyuna came out, now dressed. “Go on,” she spoke “your turn.” I nodded, grabbed my set, and went inside. After a few minutes of struggling to get all the straps on, I stepped out. Hyuna’s mouth dropped open, “Beautiful, I have great taste don’t I?” I laughed and went back inside. Now that we were both back in our regular clothes, we decided to get a few more things before going to pay. We stepped out of the store and walked over to the boys, “Oh my god, you took forever.” Hui complained. “You’re being dramatic,” I replied. As we began to walk around, I kind of slinked back and looked at the three of them. Hui’s face had been cleaned up but had faint bruises forming. In the light, Hyojong’s eye bags became more prominent. Hyuna’s cheeks were still dusted pink. The three of them were currently joking around and laughing, in this precise moment they looked young. Granted they were young, just had to mature early. I smiled to myself, they were all beautiful in their own ways. And in a weird way, we all completed each other. We needed Hyuna’s personality to keep us from hitting rock bottom, we needed Hyojong’s negative outlook to keep us from getting our hopes too high, we needed Hui’s head to keep us from keeping us from making rash decisions. Why do they need me? I still wasn’t sure. It was Hyojong calling me that brought me out of my thoughts, “Y/N come on, Hui and Hyuna already went inside.” I followed him into a dimly lit store where Hyuna and Hui were already pulling out clothing. After a few hours of wandering around and a few shopping bags later we decided to go back to the motel, change and find somewhere to eat.

We ended up ordering a pizza to the room and Hyojong went to the nearest store to buy bottles of Soju. We ended up talking about our lives again. How Hyojong never really had any friends or had any family, which is why he didn’t see any point in being alive and while he still craved death, we were the closest thing to a friend he’s ever had. Hyuna told us how both her parents had passed away in a car crash and she had survived with only injuries, she blamed herself a lot, to the point where she hated herself, but in the time of being with us, she forgot about that hatred. I ended up saying how everything in my life was temporary, everyone left me at one point or another, and those “friends” I had, I was always the shadow and how I felt like a human now. In the midst of all our eating and talking, Hui cleared his throat, “Okay, I think we should celebrate! Hyuna doesn’t hate herself anymore, Y/N’s not back with her shitty friends, Hyojong’s still alive and I am still handsome!” “Whooo!” came our replies followed by laughter and clinking of bottles. “I say we should go dancing!” Hyuna piped up. “Dancing it is!” Hui spoke up. After we finished eating, we cleaned up a bit and went to change. It was about half an hour later when we were all ready. Hui ordered an uber and off to the club, we were. Hyuna sat in front making conversation with the driver, while I was sandwiched between both boys. We all climbed out of the car, tipped the driver, and went inside. “I’ll go find us a booth!” Hyojong yelled over the deep bass of the music playing. The remaining three of us went to the bar and ordered a few shots to take back. From the other side of the club, we saw Hyojong waving us over. Easily we downed quite a few shots. “Oh my god, I love this song!” Hyuna exclaimed in a fit of laughter before running towards the dance floor. We all watched her move her body gracefully to the beat of the music. God, she was beautiful. She turned around to face us and waved us over. We got up and made our way over to her. We spent time jumping around and moving to the music. “I’m going to the bar!” Hui yelled, “Oh! Me too!” Hyuna yelled after. They both made their way over to the bar to order some more drinks. The alcohol was pumping through my veins, I didn’t care about anything anymore. I raised my arms in the are and swayed my hips, enjoying myself. Hyojong stared at me, his gaze intense. He grabbed me by the hips and spun me around. I laughed to myself as I reached back and wrapped one arm around his neck. And we moved. Both of us feeling the music and each other. I began to grind back on him as his lips ghosted over my neck. I was so immersed in the feeling of his lips and his member growing against my ass that I missed the eyes Hui was giving me from his spot at the bar. I also missed him downing his shot and making his way over to where Hyojong and I were dancing until I felt his hand wrap around my wrist. He yanked me away from Hyojong’s grasp, and into his own. The last thing I saw before being dragged through the sea of sweaty bodies was Hyojong shooting us a smirk. We came to a stop in a dimly lit hallway. Hui softly pushed me against the wall behind me before caging me in with both his arms. I looked into his eyes, they were dark and filled with lust. Immediately I looked at the ground, his gaze being too intense to maintain eye contact. He grabbed my chin and lifted my head “Look at me princess.” he whispered, again I looked at him, taking in how close he actually was. If I leaned forward just a little bit more our lips would touch. So I did. I let out a soft moan at the feeling and grabbed Hui’s collar, pulling him closer. His arms fell down to my hips. I felt his length twitch against my thigh and I dropped one hand to palm him. Our lips disconnected and Hui let out a groan. He rested his head in the crook of my neck, I then began to feel his teeth grazing my skin before he began to suck. Involuntarily I raised my hips causing my core to brush against his hard-on. We both let out sounds of pleasure at the feeling. I moved my neck to give Hui more access when my eyes locked with both Hyuna and Hyojong’s who were both leaning against the wall. Watching us. “Wanna head back to the motel? Continue this privately and maybe include us this time?” Hyojong smirked. I patted Hui’s head and he pulled away reluctantly. “Let’s go,” I replied before the four of us made our way out of the club. If we had stayed a little bit longer or maybe had focused a little more we would’ve heard the phone call being made as we left.

“Hi yes, I just saw the missing girl Y/N L/N”

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k-llama-llama · 5 years ago

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Stuck With Me Now

Stray Kids AU: 10th member

Tori x Stray Kids

Tori meets Sumi

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“Are they really here?” Minho whispered as they snuck backstage.

Tori nodded. “Apparently. They’re presenting, and I heard someone say that one of them might be doing a special stage.”

He straightened his jacket. “Do I look okay?”

“You look fine.” She promised. “And besides, it’s not like you haven’t met them.”

“Yeah, but it’s different. I’m like...not their backup dancer anymore.”

“I don’t think BTS is going to-”

“What am I supposed to do now?” Someone’s very loud voice carried down the hall.

Minho and Tori turned to look as a figure stormed down the hall, two very nervous-looking venue employees hurrying after.

Only when she stepped into the light did they realize who it was.

“Hide.” Minho said quickly. “We need to hide.”

“No.” Tori shushed him. “I wanna know the tea.”

“I hate that I know what that means now.” He groaned, turning to look the other way in case Sumi looked at him.

“You can still go on stage, I’m sure it’ll be fine.” The staff tried to reassure her.

“The song is for a group of four. And we got it down to two. And now you’re telling me that Jimin can’t make it because filming for Queendom ran over.”

“You knew that was a risk when you agreed-”

Sumi crossed her arms. “So I perform by myself?”

“You have to.”

“Great.” She threw her hands up in the air and turned away. “My first solo performance back and I’m going to do a half-assed performance. Really-” She paused.

Tori looked up from her shoes after a long silence, finding Sumi and the staff all staring at her. The staff looked confused, but Sumi was just staring at them inquisitively.

“Ah, Hi.” Sumi bowed. “This is Minho. He used to dance backup for-”

“How tall are you?”

“Me?”

“It doesn’t matter.” Sumi stalked over, her heels making her about the same height as Tori. “I’d say you’re about the same size. Tori, right?”

“Yes.” Tori squeaked, having never felt more intimidated in her life.

Sumi nodded, thinking for a moment. “Zoey says you’ve got your shit together.”

“Mostly...” Tori thought for a moment. “I think. What are we talking about exactly?”

“I’m supposed to perform Bad Girl Good Girl with Jimin from AOA in twenty minutes, and she won’t be here. You’re from JYP, the same size, and have Zoey vouching for you. You in?”

Tori blinked. “I’m confused.”

“She wants you to perform with her.” Minho whispered, trying to be unnoticed.

“Hi, Minho. You’ve done well for yourself.” Sumi said, not even looking at him.

“Well, I tried. I mean-”

“You were always very talented.” Sumi finally smiled at him. “I’m just thrilled we got the chance to work with you before you were famous.” She looked back at Tori. “Are you in?”

Tori looked at Minho. “You were right, we should hide.”

Sumi smiled. “It’s okay if you say no. I’m just kind of in a pinch, and quite frankly I think performing with you will be fun.”

“We...” Tori rubbed her arm. “We haven’t had a chance to rehearse.”

“We have twenty minutes and a well-known choreo.”

Tori bit her lip. “I guess...Stray Kids is done for the day. And...it might be fun.”

“Perfect!” Sumi clapped her hands, turning to the staff. “One of you please go arrange everything with Stray Kids’ team, and Tori, you and Minho come with me and we’ll get ready for the performance.”

“Me?” Minho squeaked.

“Yeah, I’m sure the boys would love to see you again.”

“We met, briefly at an award show last year.” Tori said quietly as Sumi set off at a brisk pace down the hall.

“I remember. Sorry we didn’t get a chance to chat more.” She stopped at the door of a dressing room and pushed it open. “Put clothes on losers, I brought guests.”

As it happened, all members of BTS were appropriately dressed, looking up in mild confusion at the new visitors.

“Stray Kids?” Yoongi tilted his head.

“Yup.” Sumi reached for a hairbrush. “I’m performing with Tori now.”

“I thought you were performing with Jimin.” Namjoon said, hands on his hips.

Sumi shook her head. “I’ve only got room for one Jimin in my life.”

“So what? You kidnapped Tori?” Jin asked.

“Pretty much. But she’s cool with it.” Sumi winked at Tori.

Tori awkwardly smiled.

“Right.” Sumi clapped her hands decisively. “Boys, you remember Minho. He used to dance with us. Go keep him company so Tori and I can get ready.”

“You can’t kick us out of our own dressing room.” Taehyung complained.

“Sure I can.” She flashed him a finger heart. “Get out.”

Jhope rolled his eyes, swinging an arm over Minho’s shoulders and leading him from the room.

Tori was tempted to reach for him, but watched them all trickle out, taking her only ally and leaving her with Sumi.

“Your outfit is marked with the red tag.” Sumi said. “Try it on, and we probably have time for quick alterations if need be.”

Tori didn’t spot a changing screen, so she stood in the corner. Sumi seemed suitably unbothered, and stripped and dressed herself in her own costume without so much as casting a look at Tori.

When she did, Tori had pulled on the striped crop top and black shorts, and was working her way into the jacket.

“It looks good.” Sumi smiled. “Everything feel okay?”

“Yeah, I think so.” Tori swallowed. “Are you sure you want me to perform with you? It might be better if you just go on by yourself.”

Sumi snorted. “I doubt it. We’ll need your looks if we’re going to stand a chance.”

“My looks...” Tori tilted her head. “But you’re very pretty.”

Sumi snorted. “Trust me, you’re prettier. Now, do you know the dance?”

“Yeah.”

“Kay, here’s the positions we’ve worked out.”

Tori looked at the outstretched sheet, considering it for a moment. “Got it.”

“That fast?” Sumi raised an eyebrow.

“I’m a dancer.” She said by way of explanation.

“Ah.” She smiled. “That’s why Zoey likes you so much.”

Sumi smoothed out her own skirt and set to applying some makeup. “I hope I’m not scaring you or anything.”

“Scaring me? Of course not.” Tori said, her voice high and squeaky.

Sumi laughed. “Going on without being certain of your set is nerve-racking at the best of times. Getting such little notice is even worse.”

“I’m not worried about the set.” Tori said, moving Jungkook’s sweater so she could sit on the chair.

“Then what is there to worry about?” Sumi asked.

“Performing with you.” Tori said quietly.

Sumi’s eyes widened, and she looked at her for a long moment, before turning back to the mirror. “If that’s your concern, there’s no problem.”

“There is!” Tori insisted. “You’re like....the most famous Korean woman in the world.”

“Okay now, Hyuna exists.”

“You’re more famous and you know it.”

Sumi gave Tori a soft smile. “I’m just another idol. And I promise I’m a worse dancer than you.”

“Well, that’s something at least.” Tori gave a small laugh.

“So...” Sumi said, touching up her mascara. “Since we’re best friends now, can you spill whatever was up with the whole stalker thing, and the dating thing?”

“You saw that?” Tori winced.

“Everyone did. You okay?”

Tori nodded. “Guy was a creep, and broke into my apartment and tried to kidnap me, so you know.”

“Sadly, I do.” Sumi frowned. “But they took care of it?”

“They did.”

“And what about the dating thing? Just stupid rumours I assume. Those are the freaking worst. Last year everyone thought I was dating Shownu. And I mean, dude’s nice and looks great, but I feel like it’d be a little like dating a mannequin, you know?”

Tori took a moment to process all that she’d just said. “I...guess so?”

“Anyways.” Sumi spun in her chair. “Dating rumours. Ridiculous, right?”

“Well,” Tori instantly wished she was a better liar. “It wasn’t entirely unfounded.”

“Really.” Sumi looked playfully scandalized. “You and the leader?”

“Chan. A bit. But it’s over now.”

Sumi shook her head. “From the look on your face, I’m pretty sure it isn’t over.”

“Two minutes to stage prep!”

“TWO MINUTES TO STAGE PREP!” Jin knocked on the door.

“You ready?” Sumi smiled.

“I think so.”

“Good.” Sumi linked arms with her. “I get a vibe we’re going to be friends. Is that okay? I literally never get to hang out with anyone other than the guys. And occasionally Zoey. I’d love love love a new friend.”

“Okay.” Tori nodded shyly.

“Oh, yay!” She gasped. “You, me and Zoey should have sleep overs!”

Tori laughed. “I’m in!”

“Great!” Sumi reached for the door. “And, since you just told me a secret, I’ll tell you one too.”

“Okay, I’m ready for it.” Tori grinned.

Sumi gave a positively evil grin. “I have a boyfriend.”

“WHAT!”

“Let’s go.” She opened the door, pushing through the crowd of boys.

“How have you kept that hidden? Who is it?”

Sumi laughed. “You don’t get that many secrets until we’ve at least exchanged friendship bracelets.”

“Please, Eonnie.” Tori begged. “I need to know!”

“Tell you what, I’ll tell you over dinner. A thank you for helping me out with this.”

“Sounds like a plan.”

“Good. Because we need some serious best friend bonding time.”

“Oh, I can’t be best friends.” Tori said honestly. “Felix will be devastated.”

“Other Australian boy?”

“Yeah.”

“Jeez girl, you get around. Okay, fine. Zoey and I will just be second to Felix. Deal?”

“Deal?”

Sumi shook her head. “I can’t believe I’m being treated like this.”

“I can’t believe someone is making me go onstage with twenty minutes of prep.” Tori winked.

Sumi narrowed her eyes. “Well played. Well played.”

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fresh-outta-jams · 6 years ago

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Of Spells and Spinning Wheels - Part 2

Seokjin x Reader Author: Mo Summary: You and Jin are childhood friends, betrothed to be married, happily on the path to your happily ever after...until on his twenty-first birthday, Jin is cursed... Note: Sorry it’s been literally months lmao. Inspiration smacked me in the face this morning, so here you go. Warnings: None? Word Count: 2.2k

1, 2, 3, 4, Epilogue

It was a deceptively sunny morning when your advisor knocked on your door, asking you to follow her down the hall, to where your parents were meeting with some of the monarchs from your neighboring kingdoms. You walked into a room filled with expectant faces, an empty chair waiting beside Prince Taehyung of all people.

You could see the anxiety on his face, and as you sat, he kept looking at you nervously.

“I apologize for my tardiness. I wasn’t aware I’d be invited to this meeting.” You looked to your father. “What were we discussing?”

“You, actually.”

Your heart raced. “And what about me might we have been discussing?”

“Your future, princess. They were discussing your future.” Taehyung answered, not sounding or looking all that thrilled about it.

“My betrothal, you mean.” You looked to your father, sitting at the head of the table. “Is this true, father?”

“Yes. (Y/N), we were only discussing the possibility of...rearranging things...if this curse…”

“I’ll not hear it nor have it.” You stood up and turned.

“It’s a political betrothal, (Y/N), why do you care to keep your word when-”

“I am in love with Prince Seokjin.” You spoke with venom in your voice, turning to look your father and all of the other monarchs that had assembled. “I have been in love with Prince Seokjin since before I could read or put the sentiment into words. He is my dearest friend and my lover and I refuse to marry any prince from any other kingdom. It is my will. Marry me to Prince Taehyung if you wish, but I will never fall in love with him and I will never give him an heir.”

You expected your father to yell, or discipline you in some way, but instead he thought for a long quiet moment, mulling it over silently behind his gray eyes. You supposed for someone who had watched you and Seokjin grow up, it couldn’t have been a surprise that after even a few years of separation, you were still madly and desperately in love with him.

“Very well then.” Your father nodded, motioning to your empty seat. “If you’d like to reclaim your seat, we have other matters to discuss, like that of Callista and her dragon.”

***

“You can’t be serious.” Jimin stood beside Jungkook and Taehyung as they watched you pack. “This is insane! It’s a dragon, not a...not a...help me think of something easy to slay.”

“It’s a dragon, not a lizard or anything else, (Y/N). You must have a death wish.”

“You heard my father’s decree. If no one slays the dragon, Callista can’t be killed, and if Callista can’t be killed, then she’ll never leave Jin alone, even if someone does manage to break this stupid curse.”

“So what, you’re going to become a knight? Learn how to sword-fight?”

“I know the basics. Jin taught me-”

“I’ll go with you.” Jungkook looked up and met your eyes. “King Jaesang has a castle a few days’ ride west. He’s known to take in those who need refuge.”

“I never even thought to go to him.” You nodded, folding the only pair of trousers you owned and stuffing them into your box. “So we’ll depart at midnight.”

“We’ll depart at midnight.” Jungkook nodded. Though they didn’t say it, Jimin and Taehyung felt a lot better that you wouldn’t be alone. You would do anything for Jin, and that had never been more obvious than it was right now.

***

After a few days’ ride west, you and Jungkook stood at the front gates of King Jaesang’s castle, no more than a few dresses, a blouse, and trousers tucked in your bag. The guards escorted you and Jungkook to the ballroom, where the king was overseeing decorations for a grand ball.

“Princess (Y/N), Prince Jungkook, to what do I owe the honor?”

“I need to learn how to slay a dragon, your highness.” You knelt down in front of him. “Callista has to be defeated to save Prince Seokjin.”

“A dragon, you say…” Jaesang rubbed his chin thoughtfully, motioning for you and Jungkook to stand. “Well then, we don’t have any time to lose, do we? Follow me.”

The king led you and Jungkook through the glittering halls of his magnificent palace. It was truly a place of refuge. Those from all around came to the kind and just king in their times of need. The most recent of whom being Prince Hyojong, who had come to the castle with his forbidden love, Princess Hyuna. They’d each broken off engagements in order to be with one another, and their home kingdoms did not take kindly to that. So instead, they’d talked to King Jaesang, who had granted them amnesty and let them stay in his castle, where they could be safe and love one another without worrying about anyone else.

“Hyojong, you have some new students,” the king announced, walking into the armory’s training grounds with you and Jungkook in tow.

You expected the prince to say something about the fact that you were a girl, but he didn’t. Instead, all he told you was, “You’re going to need to change into some trousers.”

“I...can do that.” You looked down at your dress, curtsied, and then let the king lead you to your chambers. It was unbelievable how fast things happened. One minute, you were a stranger standing on his front steps, and the next, you were a member of his patchwork family.

Hyuna’s bedroom was next to yours, so on your first night in the castle, she knocked on your door and introduced herself. She asked about Jin, and so you told her everything, from the beginning to the end, and by the time you were done, both of you were laughing and crying and talking about forbidden love and the lengths to which you would go for your princes.

It was the next morning that Hyojong started you and Jungkook on a knight’s regimen. Since he’d come to the castle, he had taken control of defenses, and therefore, he was in charge of training all of the knew knights and dragon-slayers-to-be. It was in the armory that you met JinJin, the castle squire, who was in charge of all of the armor. This included polishing it and helping size up new knights.

You also met Eunwoo, Rocky, and Moonbin, who were princes from a neighboring kingdom who had come here to hone their skills as well. They were good friends. You enjoyed talking to them over dinner after long days of training in the sun.

In all of your years, you’d never expected to end up here, living in a strange castle, learning how to use a sword instead of learning to sing like a songbird or do needlework. And yet, that was your life now. Every morning you woke up, ate a big breakfast, went on a jog around the castle’s exterior, lifted heavy crates until your arms screamed and burned, and then practiced fighting with the others until night fell and it was time for dinner.

These changes in your routine were becoming more and more obvious, but especially so when Hyuna and the castle’s tailors were trying to help you into one of your old gowns. Your arms were too muscular for the sleeves. You couldn’t help but laugh at the sight. Never had you foreseen this being a problem you’d have to face.

“We can just...cut off the sleeves.” Hyuna suggested, tilting her head and chuckling at the entire situation. “That would be a fashion statement.”

“Indeed it would be…” The head tailor agreed, looking you over. You offered a sheepish grin, shrugging. “Well, you need something that will fit for the ball.” She held up her scissors. “Better get to work…”

***

The day of the ball finally came around, and you were filled with jitters for some reason. It didn’t occur to you until some of your attendants were helping you into your pink gown that this would be the first ball you would attend without Jin at your side. In all of your years, every single time your kingdom or his or one of your mutual allies had a ball, he had always been there and he had always asked you to dance. Going to one without him just felt...wrong.

Regardless, you shook off your nerves and got dressed, letting the maids powder your face before you put on the glittering mask for the masquerade.

It was Eunwoo that ended up escorting you down the stairs to the ballroom filled with princesses in gorgeous gowns and knights in dapper suits. He led you over to the chocolate fountain, where Rocky and Moonbin were standing. They whistled at your appearance.

“Look at those arms!” Moonbin clapped his hands together. “I knew all of that training would pay off.”

“Thanks, Bin.” You blushed, giving your biceps a curl. It felt weird having them exposed like this, but you felt powerful. Powerful enough to fight a dragon, maybe not, but you were getting there.

“Princess!” Jungkook raced across the ballroom, sputtering and all kinds of excited. He straightened himself out, brushing the wrinkles out of his vest before slowing his breaths enough to tell you whatever had sent him sprinting across the party. “There’s someone here to see you.”

“To see me?” You put a hand to your chest, eyebrows furrowing. “Who is it?”

“The man over there in purple with the big gold mask. Asked to meet you immediately. Said it was urgent.”

“Alright then.” You tried to work out who this mystery man was on the way over to him. His suit was pastel purple with golden detailing, brown hair styled perfectly so not a strand was out of place. He was tall with broad shoulders, and lips so plush that they could only belong to one man on the planet. “Jin.” His name left your lips as no more than a fragile whisper.

He smiled, his warm laughter filling your heart with a thousand butterflies. “There’s my girl.”

You rushed into his arms, letting him cradle you against his broad chest. You’d missed his warmth, his voice. “What are you doing here?”

“And what, miss a ball with my princess? We made a pact long ago, don’t you remember?” It was true. When you were young, the two of you, who hated attending royal balls with a passion, had promised never to let the other suffer through one without you.

“How could I forget?” You didn’t let go of him for a long while, absorbing his warmth like a sponge. It was precious, and these days, you saw him so little that when you did, you had to make the most of it.

“Adjusting well?” You could practically hear the smirk in Yoongi’s voice as he appeared from the shadows. Of course Jin hadn’t come here unaccompanied.

“Well enough.” You shrugged, finally ejecting yourself from Jin’s hold so you could look at his fairy guardian. When you did, Jin finally got the chance to look you over up close, eyes widening at the sight of your arms.

“Wah, when did you get muscles?” He asked, giving one a curious poke. Sure enough, it was as firm and large as a knight’s.

“I’ve been training.”

Jin didn’t want to ask why, but he couldn’t stop the quiet murmur from leaving his mouth. “Training for what?”

“To fight a dragon.” You replied, looking up at him in time to watch the happiness on his handsome features, or the ones you could see around his mask, morph into concern.

“You can’t be serious. You’re going to fight Callista’s dragon?” Jin asked, not receiving an answer from the look on Jungkook or Yoongi’s faces. He stroked your chin, tilting your head up to his. “You’ll get killed.”

“I wouldn’t say that…” Yoongi shook his head, that knowing gleam in his eye. It always seemed like he was pulling strings, but you had a feeling based on that one look alone that maybe it was to a bigger extent than even you knew… “Amazing things can happen when you’re fighting for love.”

“I don’t want to be in a world without you in it.” You told Jin softly. He opened his mouth to protest, but you cut him off with a swift and passionate kiss. “The only way to keep you safe is to kill Callista and whatever stands in the way of her. I’d...I’d do anything for you.”

“I know you would…” Jin was worried by your determination, but seeing you like this, so driven to save him no matter the cost, it really only made him fall even deeper in love with you. He leaned down to press a soft kiss to your forehead before melding his lips against yours again. “I love you so much, princess.”

“I love you too…”

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alexazbofficial · 5 years ago

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[ARTICLE] AleXa - Heart and Seoul

With influences as varying as Janet Jackson and K-Pop artists, South Korea-based (and former Tulsa resident) AleXa found herself drawn to performing as not only a dancer but a singer too.

What do Tulsa and Seoul, South Korea have in common? Both have been home to up-and-coming K-pop sensation, AleXa, whose multilingual, digital single “Bomb” debuted Oct. 21, 2019, and went to No. 7 on Billboard’s world digital song sales chart. AleXa may be living in Seoul right now dropping singles, but she’s a Tulsa girl at heart too.

For those who may not be familiar, K-Pop (Korean pop) is a genre of music that originated in South Korea but has roots in a variety of musical styles, including pop, electronica, dance, jazz, hip-hop, and more. It’s a catchy style, and listening to AleXa sing makes it clear why her “Bomb” has done so well. The song is hooky, with a driving beat that makes for an energetic dance track.

AleXa is a lifelong dancer, a skill she gained while growing up right here in Tulsa. “I had a fun childhood,” AleXa says, recalling how she spent time with friends at iconic Tulsa places and events like the state fair, Bell’s Amusement Park, Incredible Pizza, Celebration Station, Chuck E. Cheese, and the Tulsa Zoo. She also remembers makeovers at Ladida and fun times working at the Lush store at Woodland Hills Mall. “If I weren’t an artist, I’d say I would probably have tried to be working in the Lush kitchen, making the products by hand.”

But become a performer she did. “My mother so graciously enrolled me in Miss Shelly’s School of Dance as soon as I could walk, and for that, I am forever grateful,” AleXa says. She studied every genre of dance she could — ballet, hip-hop, jazz, tap, and lyrical.

“Dance is the purest form of expression, to me,” she says. “Without having that experience as a child, the opportunity to express myself through dance at such a young age, I would never be where I am today. Nowadays, when I get to perform for people, dancing lets me step outside of myself, for however long the choreography may be, and display a different side of myself. Dancing gives me a kind of freedom that can’t be replicated.”

With her influences as varying as Janet Jackson, David Bowie, and K-Pop artists Hyuna and SHINee, AleXa found herself drawn to performing as not only a dancer but a singer too. And she was strongly attracted to K-Pop — both in sound and in visual style.

“I have always been an avid fan of musical theater,” AleXa says. “The dramatics and grandeur of K-Pop are like a mini-musical packed into a four-minute song and music video. I think that’s one of the key factors that grabbed my attention. I can say that what drew me into K-pop was the visuals. The colorful flashiness of the music video sets and artists’ clothing, the makeup and styling, the fun dance beats, and crazy vocals; discovering K-Pop was such an eye-opening experience.”

For AleXa, though, the performance of K-pop wasn’t the only reason she was drawn to it, because she also saw in the performers people who shared some of her ethnic background. “Growing up a Korean-Russian mix in Tulsa, I did not know many other Asian Americans,” she says. “Seeing these K-Pop artists that I could familiarize myself with gave me a sense of belonging. I was a proud K-Pop fan.”

Fandom led her to take part in the Rising Legends contest in 2016-17, produced by the online K-Pop news website Soompi. The international talent search contest drew participants from more than 300 countries, showing off their skills in rap, singing, and dancing. The online audience voted for different contestants.

“I remember rehearsing my entry choreographies at home, or in the vocal practice rooms in the hallways of my college,” says AleXa. “I wanted to win so badly.” She won the dance category in 2016, and then won both the dance competition and the most overall votes in 2017. That allowed her to fly out to Seoul to have an in-person audition, as well as film a small web-reality show. “To this day, I am still grateful to everyone who shared and supported me through those two years of competitions,” she says.

Her successes, talent, and work ethic all drew the attention of Zanybros (a South Korean video production company), and soon, she was signed to a recording deal with the ZB Label. It’s hard work, she says, but exhilarating. “The fun thing about Korea is that every day is a new day,” she says. “My schedule differs from day to day. Some days I am in the dance studio for 17 hours; other days, I am shooting a music video for 48 hours. Some days I do radio DJing for an hour; other days, I can sleep in for a bit. Every day is something different.”

Though she misses the open-wide spaciousness of Tulsa, there are some things her hometown and her current home, Seoul, have in common. “I’d say that one of the similarities that Seoul shares with my hometown is good food. So much good food,” she says. “When you go to Tulsa and try things like Elmer’s BBQ, that gives you a genuine taste of Tulsa. Upon coming here and trying one of many Korean restaurants, you get a true taste of Seoul food.”

Though she loves the all-night pace of Seoul and her work as an artist, Tulsa still has a special place in AleXa’s heart. “Tulsa is a place where dreams are made,” she says. “I am grateful to all the people back home who kept me on track toward my dream. If you have a dream, you can achieve it. As cheesy as that sounds, with hard work and passion, you can see it through.”

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kweebtrash · 6 years ago

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Nights in White Satin (M)

Pairing(s): Kino, Hongseok, E’Dawn, Hui x Reader. This one is Kino focused

Genre: SMUT AF, College AU

Summary: Sexual Liberation Pt 8. First person POV, heavy characterization of reader. just a bunch of smutty goodness in college.

Warnings: there’s a lot of sex over the course of the series. In this chapter, double kino sexy time, fuckboy/tsundere kinda Kino (but we all knew this),phone sex, squirting, masturbation, hearing kino moan, i literally have this kink with rings i’m so sorry yall have to experience this but please bare with me, creampies, wet and rainy, hair pulling, choking, car sex

Word Count: 11.5k

A/N: I flipflop between stage names and real names. Sometimes the formatting can be weird between mobile and desktop:/ Italics mean memories/past events and thoughts. In this one specifically it’s thoughts, a voicemail, and a fantasy. This one took me forever as well and it’s a freaking honker so get ready. but there is double the pleasure with this one.

Sexual Liberation Masterlist

Fic Inspo (Please listen to all these songs, they go along so well with this fic lmao)

Backseat-JYJ

Wet- Jooyoung (THIS ENTIRE MV YALL)

Nights in White Satin- The Relentless (yes this lowkey became a songfic shutup and this one is like the important one clearly because it’s the title lmao)

Hyuna fucked me against the window of the hotel room. Hui fucked me on the balcony. Hyojong fucked me in the hottub. And we had all somehow fucked each other in the giant shower stall without anyone slipping and sliding to their doom. To say that i was exhausted was an understatement. I was just a walking corpse, drained of any feeling and energy (or cum). Sunday morning we bid Hyuna goodbye before she got on her private jet. She cried a bit when she had to leave Hyojong and he spent several minutes reassuring her. It was really sweet. They seemed perfect for each other. I squeezed Hui's hand as i watched. I was being a bit of a glutton for punishment at this point.

She said goodbye to us next, a little bit faster since her plane was scheduled to leave soon. Hui and I received a kiss and a hug each and a promise that she would be back soon. We watched as her car drove off, leaving us to drag our luggages to the train station and endure the ride back home. We all slept on the train but it didn't even feel like enough. The three of us were still shuffling around wordlessly until we finally collapsed in the dorm. I flopped onto Hui's bed and didn't move. He flopped beside me, joining me in my feeling like we were hit by a bus. If we had larger beds, Hyojong would have slept with us too but he stayed in his own room for the time being. Being asleep felt like a comforting void close to death but not exactly there yet. I wanted to stay in this limbo forever.

I was shaken awake aggressively and yanked out of my blissful coma. “WHAT?!” i rasped

“Get up. Class starts in 15 minutes.” Hui said. His voice sounded as bad as mine and he still looked like a truck had run him over. I looked at the window that was pouring in light through the blinds. It was the next morning but i felt like i had only slept for a few hours. I think it was about 15 though.

“Fuck…” I got up and tossed off the clothes I had slept in and pulled out an outfit i had packed for the trip but hadn't worn. “Can i borrow a hoodie?”

Hui yawned as he pulled one out of his closet and handed it to me. I threw it on and tied my hair up in a knotted mess of a bun. “Fuck…” I said again, now realizing that i didn't have my backpack. “I don't have anything to take notes with.”

Hui grabbed my shoulders and gently shook me. “Who cares? If we didn't get points taken off for attendance we wouldn't be going to this dumb class. Just borrow my notebook.” He walked out of his room and banged on Hyojong's door.

I grabbed Hui's backpack and went out to the living room area. Kino came out his room and stopped when he saw me. “When did you get-shit. What happened to you?”

I glared at him. “Kino, i'm really not in the mood.” My voice cracked.

“You look horrible.” He glanced over at Hui who was pulling Hyojong out of his room by his shirt. Hyojong didn't even look like he could function at all. “What did you guys do??”

“What didn't we do is the better question.” Hui answered. He got a bottle of Listerine and took a shot of it before handing it to me. I did the same and passed it to Hyojong, none of us actually having any time to thoroughly brush our teeth. Now we only had 10 minutes to get to class on legs that were too sore to move.

Kino's mouth stood agape for a moment but he didn't dare ask any other questions. We all walked to our Music Theory class and sat wayyyy in the back trying to hide from the prying eyes of teacher and students. Kino kept giving us the once over, finding new marks to pick out and make suspicions about. All hell basically broke loose when Jisoo arrived. She wanted to question everything that happened and wondered why the Trio of Doom had their new found seats beside me. I flopped onto the desk, the sound of everyone's voice drilling into my skull. “We fucked. A lot. A lot, a lot. We're tired and i'd rather be dead than here. And when my voice doesn't sound like a prepubescent boy I will tell you everything. For now, please shut up.”

Jisoo snapped her mouth shut and crossed her arms, staring at the presentation down in front, angrily. I spent the rest of class pretending that I was paying attention when in reality I was basically sleeping with my eyes open. It took about two more days to fully recover enough stamina. Classes were kicking my ass in full gear so I didn't have any more time to waste as midterms were in a few weeks. I had eventually sat Jisoo down to talk about what happened. I opened with, “So, i'm bi.” which earned me a loud screech from Jisoo.

“What the fuck do you mean you’re bi? What the hell happened on that trip? What kind of sex did you have???” She paced the length of her bedroom as she tried to wrap her head around what I was saying. I laid back on her bed and answered a text from Hui.

“Well let’s see...Hyojong got me vibrating panties and somehow got me to put them on without me noticing and he turned them on in the damn train station. Then I found out he brought sex toys and to get back at him I fucked him with a strap on. Then i found out he had a girlfriend-”

“WHAT?!”

“Hold on, it gets better. So his girlfriend is totally okay with me fucking Hyojong and we basically fucked the entire weekend. I got deepthroated like 7 times which is why I sounded like a croaking frog. And Hui is L O U D so he sounded terrible too. I was handcuffed and spread every which way so my body just gave out on me.”

Jisoo stared at me for a long while. “What even is your life….”

“You’re telling me. Fuck if I know. I just need my voice to recover so I can make up my stupid vocal lesson. At least that paper for Music Theory is out of my hair.” I sighed and looked at my phone again as I got another notification.

“You are...is this your life now? Is this just what you’re going to do for the rest of college?” Jisoo asked.

I sat up and looked at her, confused by what she meant. “What do you mean exactly?”

“Like are you just going to focus all your energy into becoming obsessed with fucking these guys?”

“Jisoo, all my energy isn’t going into them. My grades are still good and I’m working hard on all my practices. I danced through my pain and I still have blisters on my feet from practicing all day yesterday. Just because I’m involved with them doesn’t mean they’re going to get in the way of my dreams.”

“What happens when you start having feelings for them? Then what? They’re going to go back to Korea and Hyojong isn’t even going to think about you since he has a girlfriend!”

I got up quickly. “Why are you acting like this? It’s not cool.” Tears were starting to brim on my waterline. Jisoo had never spoken to me like this before.

“I’m just telling you the truth in hopes that you realize what it’s doing to you. You can’t just fuck people for months on end and not develop feelings for them. It’s only a matter of time and then you’ll be stuck with trying to figure out who you want to be with.” She sighed. “Look i’m not trying to be mean, I just need you to get your head together before this all dumps on you at once.”

I looked away from her and tried to blink away my tears. “I’ve got to go. I-I need to meet Hui. I’ll see you later.” I rushed out of her apartment and headed towards Hui’s dorm. I didn’t want to think about Jisoo being right, I really didn’t. But I thought back to what Hyojong said to me about me being his girlfriend. And about Hui saying that Hyojong would basically have to fight him if he wanted to have me. I shook my head to try and push those thoughts back where they belonged, in the box of denial in the back of my mind.

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I knocked on the door waiting for Hui to answer. I was instead greeted by Hongseok. “Oh, Hongseok, hi. Is Hui here? I was supposed to meet him.”

“He's not but I know his piano lesson is today and that's usually like 3 hours or so.”

“Maybe i misread his text. I'll just head back to my dorm then.”

“Uh...no, that's ok. You can hang out here if you want, though it's just me right now.” He said a bit nervously.

“Oh, ok! I like hanging out with you.” I stepped into their dorm space and set my backpack on one of the couches. “How'd your history test go?”

He beamed. “I actually passed thanks to you. Thank you so much for helping me.”

I gave him a high five. “Yay! I'm happy that it went ok. I knew you could do it. You're really smart.”

His cheeks turned a bit pink. “Heh...thanks. Um...but i kinda need your help again. If you dont mind?”

“Oh? What class is it this time?” i asked.

He swallowed hard and stared down at his feet. “Latin dance.”

“A latin class?” i chuckled a bit, surprised. “I didn't know you were taking a dance class.”

“It's just the required dance credit I have to take. But i definitely chose the wrong class. I’m not much of a dancer. Do you know anything about it?” he asked.

I nodded and stepped closer to him. “Yeah, I took Latin one and two last year. Here, put one hand on my waist,” I guided his hand to right above my hips. “And one hand up, hold mine.” Our hands cupped together in the air. “Now for the basic step it's about two steps forward, slight pause, two steps back. Lead with the left.”

I guided him into the basic step, laughing as I had to repeat and slow down for him. Our heads even bumped together a few times because he was so focused on staring at his feet. “You have to look up when you do it! You're gonna have points taken off!”

“Im sorry, Im sorry!” He rubbed his forehead where we had clashed together. “Im trying!”

“I know! But now we have to add the hips.” I placed my hands on his hips and lead them into small isolations. “When you step you have to add some hip movement. It goes with the beat.”

“O-oh...hips?”

I looked up at him and smiled. “Yes. Hips. All Latin dances are fun. Some are sexy and sensual You have to move your hips. Here maybe you should hold mine instead.” I switched the position of our hands and swirled my hips. “Feel that?”

He nodded. “I feel something.”

“Do you want to try it with music?” I reached for his phone that was on the dining table and took a misstep, my foot rolling slightly. Hongseok caught me instantly since we were still so close, my chest was pressed against his now, his hands on the small of my back, cheeks burning crimson. “S-sorry.” I stuttered. “I can literally trip on anything.”

“It's okay. I'm glad i caught you in time.”

He didn't let me go for a moment and I couldn't help but stare at his full lips. They just looked so soft and kissable. His hands around me were so warm; I could feel it spreading throughout my back. I dared to look up at his eyes which had been staring down at me. A nervous smile crept onto his face but neither of us let go. I swallowed back some of my nerves. “Hongseok...I…”

The door to the dorm swung open and Hongseok and I scrambled to pull away from one another and look as casual as possible. Kino kicked his shoes off and looked over at us, eyebrow raised in suspicion. “Oh I didn't know anyone was home. What are you doing here?” he asked me.

“I was waiting for Hui but I think I came too early. Then Hongseok asked me if I could help him with his dance class.”

“If you want better lessons, you should've just asked me, Hongseok.” Kino quipped.

“Well to be quite honest, Id rather not dance Latin with you. Unless you want to grind against me.” Hongseok chuckled.

“Ohh grinding. Is that what you two were doing?.” Kino teased as he came into the dining and kitchen area with us. “Is that why you want her to help instead of me?”

Hongseok rubbed his neck nervously “I- I…”

“I should check with Hui to see how long he's going to be.” I tried to shift the tides and ease the awkwardness of the situation. I leaned over the back of the couch and dug into my backpack to retrieve my phone. I sent a quick text to Hui to see when he might be done. I felt a slight unease as if Hongseok and Kino were watching me but when i looked back their eyes were shifting and avoiding me. I smoothed out the back of my skater skirt. “What?”

Hongseok's face was even more beet red. “Nothing! Nothing…”

“You guys are weird…” I made my way over to the fridge and grabbed the filter water pitcher and a glass from the cabinet. Kino crept behind me and grabbed my ass firmly, making me almost drop the pitcher.

“You look good in that skirt. Did Hongseok have some wandering hands during your practice?” he whispered in my ear.

I shoved him away quickly. “What? Are you jealous now? It's just dancing, Kino.”

“Me? Jealous of Hongseok? Please.” He jumped onto the kitchen counter and took the glass of water from me.

I glared at him as he took a long gulp. “He has way more manners than you will ever have. And i'm sure if something was going on between us-which it's not, by the way- he would be nothing short of a gentleman.”

“Gentleman cant fuck.”

I tried to keep my voice as a whisper but Kino always made me want to scream. “Well gee, Kino, did it ever occur to you that I don't always want to fuck!? Maybe I want to go out on a date or two.”

He rolled his eyes. “Dating would mess up what we have. That's like the rule.”

“I didn't say go on a date with you, jackass. I wouldn't stoop so low.”

“Ouch, damn.” He said, and I almost thought he was actually offended. He set the glass down and jumped off of the counter. “I wouldn't say that about you.”

My mind was still a mess after my conversation with Jisoo. “Well which is it? I don't get you Kino. What exactly do you want?”

He didn't answer me and instead stormed off to his room. What the absolute hell?? I patted Hongseok's shoulder and advised him that i'd be right back. I followed Kino to his room and shut the door quietly. “What's your deal?”

He pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it in his pile of dirty laundry. “Nothing's my deal. Go finish dancing with Hongseok.”

“Ok, correct me if i'm wrong but you just said you weren’t jealous of Hongseok and insinuated that if I were to have sex with him it wouldn't be good because you can fuck better than him. Then the topic of dates came up-”

“You brought that up. And I had to remind you that dating isn't part of our deal. I know you can't resist me but don't you think that would muddy up the waters, hmm?”

“There is no muddying of waters!” I stomped my foot, frustrated and annoyed at him. “I never said I wanted a date with you. But if I had to go on a date with Hongseok it would be much nicer.”

He took off his basketball shorts and tossed them in the laundry as well before going over to his dresser to pull out some fresh shorts. “Doubt it.”

I crossed my arms over my chest. “Ooohhh, I get it now. It's competition. You don't like anyone one-upping you. I can see that now. Yeahhhhh for sure! Everytime i would tell you about something I did with Hui or Hyojong, you'd want to do something better and harder.”

“I have no idea what youre talking about.” He didn't look at me though and I knew it was true.

“So, Kino,” I smirked as I sauntered over to him. “You would want to prove that you're a better date than Hongseok-if I were to go out on a date with him.”

“You're literally the one that's so obsessed with dating me now.” he said flatly. He still wouldn't look at me though.

“I'm not obsessed at all. After all, I’m not competing with others to coddle my fragile masculinity. But I'll grant you the favor of a date. It won't make things complicated but it will shut your mouth up. You just better make it worthy of being the best date I've ever had.”

“Fine!” He snapped back at me finally. “At least i know you'll put out on the first date.”

I was taken aback. I felt a stabbing pain in my chest as if his words had pierced through my heart. I grabbed the door handle and quickly walked out, not even wanting to stay for Hui or Hongseok. Was everyone just taking a stab at me today? Was this some cosmic karma bullshit coming to strike me down? I was over my friends being assholes to me and was ready to go back to being an introvert.

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Hey….i just wanted to say that...im really sorry for what I said the other day. I mean, i wanted to say it in person but you walked out. I know why you did it but…-sigh- call me back, please?

It had been a few days since I had talked to anyone at all. I had ignored several calls from Kino this afternoon but when the voicemail icon showed up I decided to take a listen. I replayed the voicemail again just to make sure I heard everything correctly. He was being sincere which was a new thing for Kino; actually being nice and recognizing when he was wrong. I was shocked. I decided to call him back and see what else he had to say.

“Hello?” his voice seemed a little groggy.

“Kino?”

“Mhm...hey.”

“Were you asleep?” I asked and looked at my phone for a quick second. It was only 10 pm on a Friday. It wasn't really like him.

“Yeah.” He groaned and I assumed he was stretching. “I haven't slept much these past couple of days.”

“How come?”

There was a pause on the other end of the line. “I've been thinking about you. And what i said. I didn't mean to hurt you. I really didn't. I just don't want things to be weird between us...but I kind of realized that going on a date didn't matter if you were mad at me. I don't care about Hongseok or what you do with him. We can just...hang out as friends right? We can do fun stuff together and still fuck, right?”

“Yeah...yeah we can Kino. It's all i've ever wanted. We fight a lot but...we have good chemistry. I don't want anything to mess it up either.” The tone of his voice had my cold demeanor towards him melting in a matter of seconds. Hearing him apologize meant a lot to me and it felt good for us to want to do something together without bickering. “Do you want to maybe go to the arcade with me? We can get some wings too. It doesn't count as a date. It's not a fancy restaurant.”

He let out a small laugh. “Yeah, that's totally how that works.”

“It’s true! Wings are bro food! We’re bros.” I laughed at my lameness then cleared my throat. I adjusted myself in my bed. “Are you going to go back to sleep now?”

“Only if you forgive me.” He replied

“If i don't forgive you would you stay up and talk to me?”

“If you forgive me, i'll stay up with you anyway.”

I smiled to myself. “Ok, then I forgive you...but you didn't answer my question. Do you want to go to the arcade with me?”

He chuckled. “Yes, i do. Tomorrow?”

“Tomorrow's good. If you meet me at my dorm we can go to the student parking lot to get my car and leave from there.”

“Sounds good…” There was silence for a long while. I had thought the call dropped.

“Kino?”

“Hmm? I'm still here...keep talking to me. I like the sound of your voice.”

I fiddled with the edge of my fleece blanket. “What do you want me to say?”

“You tell me, you’re the one begging me to stay up with you.”

That was true but we had never really talked on the phone like this before. Who even talked on the phone anymore? I talked to my freakin’ mom on the phone not my fuck buddy. I chewed on my bottom lip. “It’s kind of cold here… I have the heat on and i’m under the covers.”

“Well what are you wearing?” He asked.

“What am i-? I mean...like just a t-shirt and panties really. Why?”

He didn’t respond and it was like I could hear his smirk through the phone. “Kino, are you trying to have phone sex with me?”

“Well damn, it’s better than listening to you complain about the weather. And you woke me up. I need to get back to sleep somehow.”

Even though he couldn’t see me I covered my face in embarrassment. “I can’t do that! I’m not good at talking dirty!”

“Hah! I beg to differ. I remember a certain someone telling me that I was a good boy at the library. And you called me by my name. You know how to talk dirty. Don’t play innocent with me.”

“It’s different over the phone! It’s like...i have to think about it. I have to think about saying sexy things.”

“Don’t think about it, if you do you’re gonna force it and it’s gonna be awkward. Just breathe. Pretend I’m there with you.”

I set the phone down beside me and put him on speaker. Laying back, i closed my eyes and took a few deep breaths. I was thankful that my roommate was gone for the weekend visiting her parents. “You should be here. You could warm me up.”

“I’d love to. Your thighs would be really warm around my head. You like that don’t you?”

“I do.” I sighed and rubbed my thighs. “I really do. It’s my favorite thing when you put your mouth to better use than annoying me.”

“I like when your mouth is moaning my name instead of annoying me.” Kino retorted. “In fact...i love when you do those short little breathy moans, like when my tongue is inside you and you pull my hair.” He let out a soft groan and I shuddered.

“You do have a talented tongue.” I dared my hand to go a little lower and rub the center of my panties. “You know you’re kind of quiet when we fuck. You make rough sounds but i’d really...really like to hear you moan for me. I want you to whimper and feel your breath catch in your throat. I want to hear you say my name, Hyunggu.”

He cleared his throat. “W-wha…”

I rubbed myself slowly, imagining Kino in his dark room, his hand wrapped around his cock. “I would love to hear you baby. Please? For me?”

“I-i-i’m sure I don’t sound as sexy as you...you know i-”

“Are you shy now, love? Do you not want to make me wet for you?”

He was silent for a moment but I could hear his sheets rustling. A few moments later I heard slick sounds of skin on skin. His breath was becoming slightly heavy. “I do...I want you dripping and fingering yourself, like that video you sent me.”

“Oh, the snap.” I let out a sensual giggle. “I had been thinking about you coming into my dorm and begging me to fuck you. I was using my vibrator but it wasn't enough. I wanted to feel you inside me Kino.” My fingers trailed inside my panties dancing in the wetness that pooled from my entrance. I stroked myself slowly, up and down...up and down, spreading my slick over my folds and clit. The more I thought back to that fantasy the more it fueled my passion.

The softest of moans escaped him. I had to strain my ears just to hear it but it made my toes curl instantly. “Fuck, I love being inside you…”

“You're still holding back, baby.” I spread my legs a little wider wanting better access to my entrance. I pushed one finger in easily but that didn't last long. I added another, curling the tips ever so slightly against my walls. I swallowed hard and licked my lips. The sounds on his end were getting faster. He was working his cock and I could picture how swollen he was; his hand traveling the length of his shaft, twisting slightly at the head that burned with sensitivity. Soft whimpers turned into harsh curses then short groans of pleasure. He sounded so good. My walls clenched around my fingers as my body shuddered. Just his sounds were driving me to the brink of an orgasm. Like music to my ears.

Then I heard my name. Over and over and over as the speed of his hand increased. I could hear the pace of his strokes quickening, the slickness of his precum was probably spread across his shaft. I thought about the way he tasted, the way his thick cum felt on my tongue. I lifted my knees towards my chest, fingering myself deeper as I was so desperate for him to hear me cum.

His breaths were ragged and intense now but he managed to speak. “I hear how wet you are, slut.” His short chuckle was filled with his usual sarcasm.

“You're the bigger...ahh...slut!” The last word came out as a cry as my fingers found my spot. “Now youre so loud. You like being loud for me, don't you, Hyunggu? You love being a good boy for me?”

He let out a loud gasp. “F-fuck! Don't call me that.”

I pushed a third finger inside me, my hips rocking up to meet my thrusts. “W-why not? Does it make you cum hard? Is that your little kink?”

He was a panting mess on the other line. I could tell he was trying to keep his mouth covered or at least bite down on his lip. I wanted to see him but the mystery of how he looked spread across his bed right now thrilled me. I slipped my hand under my shirt and grabbed at my breast, teasing and pulling my nipple to its sensitive erect state. My mind was at work again, taken back to my fantasy of him begging me to fuck him.

My hips worked in rough circles, feeling Kino plunge into me deeper. Harder. Faster. My head was tossed back as a slew of moans released from me. His hand landed hard smacks to my ass leaving burning red prints all over my cheeks. I could feel him watching my tits bounce, that evil tongue of his peeking out from his mouth to lick his lips. Everytime he did that it made me want to fuck him even more. I grabbed onto the headboard as he arched against my chest., his cock throbbing hard inside me. My free hand gripped a handful of his silver hair and forced his head towards me. “You want to cum like a good little boy, don’t you?”

He nodded breathlessly. “Make me cum, please!” He begged.

I smirked down at him, watching every muscle in his body tense under his skin. I licked his lips and whispered against them. “Cum inside me, baby.”

My walls clenched around his swollen cock fueling his cum to spill within me, warming me completely. His hips bucked with each strand that left him, his hand gripping my thighs so tight i could feel the bruises beginning to form. I slowed my bounces down pulled off of him gently. I could feel his cum threatening to slip out of me. I moved my hand between my thighs and gathered his cum on my fingers pushing it deeper inside me. I curled my fingertips against that little pleasure center inside me, crying out his name as I brought myself to the edge.

“FUCK!FUCK!FUCK!” My thighs shook as my cum shot out of me, dousing my panties and bedsheets. My breath felt like it was knocked out of me and my whole body was tingling. My whole head felt fuzzy as if I had just fainted. I looked around the room still upset that Kino was in his bed and not here with me. I swallowed hard and reached for my phone with my clean hand. I took it off speaker and pressed it to my ear in time to hear Kino moan deeply as he came. His wet strokes were slowing down as his breath struggled to keep up.

“Y-you ok?” I panted.

“Yeah...yeah I’m good. You sounded so fuckin’ sexy.”

“Yeah..uh...i squirted. Like everywhere. So that’s a new one.”

“Wait by yourself?” He asked. I had normally only done so when he, Hui, and Hyojong were inside me at the same time.

“Uh-huh. I was thinking about something in particular and I guess it...just…”

“Will you send me a picture?”

“God you’re gross.” I rolled my eyes. “Only if you send me a picture of your cum?”

He scoffed. “You’re such a hypocrite. You first though.”

“Fine, Fine. But you pay for the wings tomorrow.”

He groaned. “The things I do for you. Now hang up and send me the pic.”

“You’re so commanding!” I hung up on him quickly and decided to make him wait. Mostly because my legs were sore and i didn’t want to move at all or attempt to make myself look sexy. I felt my phone vibrate and of course it was Kino sending me a bunch of chicken emojis. I sighed and opened up my snapchat trying to find the best angle to show off my soaked sheets and panties, my hand still rubbing lazy circles on my clit. Once i was satisfied with the video I sent it. Eventually i willed myself to get up and change my sheets. I got up and dropped my panties to the floor and pulled off the dirty sheets. I tossed them in my hamper and pulled out some other sheets I had gotten on clearance. They were some white satin-y kind of material and not quite the right size for my dorm bed but it would have to do. I wasn’t in the mood to do a load of laundry now.

My phone vibrated again and I opened up my snapchat knowing it was a notif from Kino. I clicked on the video and saw the expanse of his cum covered abs, his cock beginning to soften. He dragged his fingers through his cum and the video switched angles, showing his face as he sucked it off his fingers one by one. His saved his middle finger for last, pulling it out with an audible pop, and flashing it to me. He stuck his tongue out, the icing on top of his irritatingly sexy video. I groaned and flopped back onto my bed, screaming into my pillow about how he was going to be the death of me. That stupid fuckin’ fuckboy!

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I finished misting my face with my makeup setting spray and checked myself out in the mirror. Not too shabby. I adjusted the waistband of my suspender skirt and fussed with my hair a bit more. I don’t know why I was trying so hard to look good. Maybe because he looked like a Korean supermodel and I didn’t want to look like a whale-potato next to him. I sighed and willed myself to stop fussing. I was about to text Kino to see where he was at but I heard a knock on my door. I opened it and stared at him. He was leaning against the doorframe, casually, dressed in tight skinny jeans, an oversized black shirt and a leather jacket. His hair was perfectly styled in such an effortless way and I hated him for being so ridiculously sexy.

“Hey.” He said. His eyes were crawling everywhere on my body.

“Hey…You look so…..Korea.”

He pushed his hair back and I wanted to scream. “And you look so America. What the hell does that mean anyway?”

“You know like...fashionable.” Attractive. Gorgeous. Deadly. “Just you know…” I stared at the rings on his slender fingers that was sliding through his silver locks. He was going to kill me today. I just knew it. Maybe we didn’t even have to go to the arcade. We could just stay here and fu-

“Are you gonna keep creepily staring at me or are we going to leave?”

I stopped staring at his hands and grabbed my purse. “Yeah, uh...Let’s go.”

There was no talk about what happened yesterday night. No talk about the dirty snaps we kept sending to each other until we fell asleep. No talk about the way he was currently holding my hand as we walked to my car. I stared down at our fingers and could only think about how cute they looked together. I unlocked my car when we were close enough and was surprised when Kino opened the door for me. I gave him a brief confused stare before getting in. He was still silent as he got in the passenger's seat. The ride was only filled with the soft drull of my music from my playlist. My hand fell comfortably to the center console as i drove and i felt Kino wrap his pinky around mine. I glanced over at him but he seemed to be occupied with staring out the window. This was...strange. Was he nervous? Did he not want to be here with me?

A lot of questions played in my mind as I pulled into the arcade parking lot about a half hour later. We got out of the car and I shoved him playfully. “C’mon, loser, I’m ready to kick your ass!”

A smile finally brightened his face which infected me with warmth. It was nice to see him smile like that and have it look genuine. It wasn't a smirk or a shit eating grin. It was Hyunggu. “Race you there!” He called out before sprinting towards the entrance of the arcade. He got there first, sticking his tongue out when I arrived seconds after him, panting slightly. He opened the door for me and i stepped through, taking in the smell of cheap pizza, sweat covered plastic, and stinky teenagers. I loved the arcade.

I went over to the change machine and Kino and I both slipped in a 20 in exchange for some tokens. “What game you want to do first?” He asked me.

I looked around surveying the selection of games. “Zombies.” I ran over to the booth, pleased to see some annoying kids move out when I arrived. I stepped in with Kino following behind me, closing the curtains to create the dark atmosphere. I pulled a few tokens out of my purse and put them in the coin slot. Kino did the same and we grabbed onto the guns. “Okay, i'll lead and you watch my back and the sides.”

“Sir, yes, sir.” Kino quipped. The countdown begin and the sound effects of labored breaths came through the speakers. Our characters ‘woke up’ as the throng of zombies crashed through a metal fence.

“Left.” I said as i landed two headshots. Kino aimed his gun and fired off several shots until he was empty.

“Wait, how do i reload?”

I groaned as I shot at zombies to pick up his slack. “Point the control off to the side and press the trigger. Hurry up!”

He did as I told and joined me in a murderous frenzy. We watched as other characters died and we prevailed. Kino landed a shot to some barrels of gas and made an entire crowd of zombies explode. I high fived him in excitement, loving the thrill of the high score. We were both acting like kids, laughing and teasing each other to see who would die first.

“If you die first then you have to buy me a shot.” I told him.

“What, you mean in one year? I’m twenty, you idiot.”

I rolled my eyes. “I forget about that. Well fine, if you win what do you want?”

He fired a few shots as he thought. “Can it be anything?”

“Depends. I’m not going to like get naked in front of people or anything.”

“Ok, if I win, you come visit me in Korea”

I looked over at him briefly. “You serious? Like spend time with you there?”

“Spend time with all of us. For maybe like a few weeks or something. On your right.”

I adjusted my aim guide and hit the zombie on the right. “Ok, if I win you have to pay for my trip to Korea.”

“Deal.” He said instantly. I leaned closer to the screen, determined that moving my body with the control would definitely help me land my hits more accurately. I was deep in concentration when i felt Kino’s fingers stroke my neck gently, his rings sliding gently across the surface of my skin while his tongue traced the outline of my ear. My entire body shivered and I let go of the gun.

“S-stop that!”

Kino pulled away and smirked as he landed a four hit combo. My character was already dead, my high score tossed away and replaced with Kino’s. I whacked the back of his head. “You cheated!”

“Ow!” He rubbed the sore spot and glared at me. “I didn’t cheat. I just used tactics.” He let go of the control as he died “All's fair in love and war, princess.” He slid out of the booth while I cursed at him. I scooted out after him and saw him halfway across the arcade, heading towards the dance games. I had to run to catch up to him.

“Gee, thanks for waiting for me.” I grumped and crossed my arms over my chest.

He popped in a few tokens and hit the player one button. He raised his hand so the motion detector could register him before he selected a song. “You know you can do two player right?” I said.

He looked back at me after selecting his song. “Just watch and learn.”

The dance screen came up and filled with some anime looking girls. A sickly sweet pop song came on and I burst out laughing instantly when Kino started dancing to the cutesy moves. He had no shame in wiggling his hips and making cute faces. “Shake it but don’t break it baby!” I called out to him. He turned back to me and winked, holding up a peace sign before bouncing around again. I couldn’t help but record him, after all it could be used for future blackmail of him getting my ticket to Korea. But most importantly, he looked so adorable. The song finished and he pulled me over to him, panting slightly. “You want to try? You might want to start on easy.”

I rolled my eyes. “Maybe you should watch and learn then.” I stepped up to the machine and registered the motion detector. It took me a minute to find a good enough song but I chose something a little bit more sexy. The music started and I followed along, a little worse for wear at first but getting into the rhythm of the pre set moves. I swung my hips and shimmied, bouncing my ass just a bit because I knew he was watching. I looked back at him and he had a smug look on his face. His thumb was between his teeth holding back what he really wanted to say. I finished the song, watching the results of my score. “Not too bad huh?”

He put his arm around my shoulder and hugged me tight to his chest. “You’re a cock tease, you know that?”

“Of course. That’s what I do best.” We walked away from the dancing games for now and tried to see what our next target would be. We passed by a photobooth and I watched as the display photos popped up on the screen. I stared at it a bit longingly. Kino stopped and looked at the booth.

“You want pictures?” he asked.

I looked up at him. “Y-yeah...I don't really have any of just me and you. I have pictures of me with everyone else and our group ones, but not any of just us. But we don't have to.”

He grabbed my hand and pulled me into the booth. “Let’s go.” I plopped down on the hard seat and fixed my hair, smiling a bit to myself. Kino fed the machine a 5 dollar bill and clicked through some options. “What should the first pose be?”

“Sexy! Always.” I replied. Kino got a little closer to me so we were both in the frame. He bit his lip and entangled his fingers in his hair while I winked and showed off my boobs. The flash went off and we only had a few seconds to readjust.

“Aegyo!”

Kino scrunched up his nose and put up two peace signs while I puffed out my cheeks and poked them. The flash went off again and we couldn't help but laugh when we caught a preview of our aegyo picture. We looked so dumb. I didnt even notice when the third flash went off, capturing us mid-laugh.

“Shit! We messed up! Now we only have one left. what should we do?” I asked frantically as the timer wound down.

I looked at Kino for a second before he pulled me close to him and kissed me. His hands held my jaw gently and his lips were nothing but warm caresses. My fingers curled against his jacket as my stomach released a fury of butterflies. I heard the sound of our photos printing and Kino pulled away slowly. “We should get those.”

“Hmm?” I still wanted to be wrapped up in his kiss and didn't care about the photos now. He chuckled.

“C'mon, loser. I have to beat your ass at another game before we get wings!” He stepped out and sprinted off somewhere again, leaving me to gather the strip of photos. I looked over them again, laughing at our silliness until I saw the bottom photo. Surrounding Kino and I was a frame of little pink hearts with a little cupid in the corner. I bit my lip as i stared at our lips together, the way his hand rested against me, the way i held onto him so tightly… my whole body felt warm and even though I kept trying to clear my head those feelings wouldn't go away.

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Kino and I stepped out of the arcade later on in the evening. He was holding the giant teddy bear I won him while I had on the crappy glitter bracelet he won me. A sprinkling of rain had overcome the parking lot and it looked like it was only going to get worse. “Shit, let's go before it starts pouring.” I said.

Kino nodded and we shuffled to my car. He tossed the bear into the trunk before we hurried into our seats. Our ride back was quieter, our energy mostly spent at running around and playing dancing games at least 40 more times. When I pulled into the student parking lot the drizzling outside had turned into a torrential downpour and I didn’t have an umbrella. I groaned and sat back in my seat. Being soaked was not on my list of things to do today. Kino rolled his head to look at me. “Well?”

“Well what?”

“Are you going to get out?”

“Kino it's pouring! And we have to walk all the way to my dorm! We're gonna get soaked.”

“It's just rain. We'll be fine.”

I crossed my arms over my chest. “You can go out and catch a cold, i won't.”

“Fine, maybe if we wait it'll calm down a bit.”

I glared at the rain splattering around my windshield, angry that it was ruining my time with Kino. He had turned back away from me, his head pressed against the window, eyes closed. His slender fingers drummed lazily on his knee and i watched the metal rings on his fingers catch the light of the streetlamp above my car. I don't know what it was but his hands were so attractive? Is that even a thing? Every single time they were touching me today I felt my entire body shudder. The drumming stopped and instead his fingers spread across his thigh. My eyes trailed a little higher towards his-

“You’re staring again, creep.”

I jumped up, startled at his words. I tried to say something but I could only stutter as heat rose to the tips of my ears. “ I-I was not!”

He turned and faced me. “You’ve been staring at me all day. What’s your deal? If you want to fuck just tell me.”

I rolled my eyes. “It was so much better when you weren't annoying today. I actually had a nice time with you.”

“I wouldn't be me if i didn't tease you a bit….but i had a nice time too.” He shifted a bit in the seat. “I want to do it again, if that's ok?”

“Y-yeah?”

He nodded. “We can go to the movies or something. A nice dark room in public. You love public places.” He smirked. I sighed and ignored him for for now, turning my attention back to the rain. The temperature had dropped quickly as the sun went down and the weather wasn’t really helping. A chill was starting to creep into my car. I hadn’t brought a jacket since the day started out fairly warm. “Are you cold?”

“I’m fine,” I lied.

He stood up and maneuvered himself into the backseat. “Alright well, I’ll be back here taking a nap and you can wake me up when you want to get out.”

I watched him through the rearview mirror as he spread out as much as he could in the confined space. He closed his eyes and placed his arm behind his head, adjusting himself every few seconds until he settled in a comfortable position. The rain still hadn’t slowed down and it felt like we were trapped. I switched on a playlist from my spotify so it wasn’t as awkwardly quiet between us. The minutes ticked on and I almost contemplated running out in this rain just to leave the car. But the prospect of being drenched while I was shivering still didn’t sound all that thrilling. I sighed and climbed into the backseat, whacking my head on the roof and practically falling onto Kino. “Shit! Fuck…”

Kino caught me, jumping up instantly when i fell on him. “Christ! Why are you such a klutz?”

“It’s hard moving in this car!” I yelled as I rubbed the back of my head. I plopped down between his legs and adjusted myself on top of him, my head laying on his chest. I felt him tense for a moment then relax under me. He settled his arm around my shoulder and shifted slightly.

“You still cold?”

I nodded and played with the lapel of his jacket. I wanted to tell him that i loved the way he helped me kill zombies, or how cute he looked when i beat him at table hockey, and that i really loved the shitty glitter bracelet we won me with his 20 tickets but i was too much of a chicken to even let him know that. I looked at him and his eyes remained closed, completely relaxed with a steady breath. Now that I was closer I could smell the musky sweetness of his cologne. It was lulling me me into into a steady comfort. I had never really spent time with him like this before. We barely touched after fucking. Sometimes, if i even stayed in his dorm, we would just sleep side by side and he’d remain closer to the wall as if he was allergic to me. But this was nice.

His hand came to rest on top of mine, his index finger tapping to the beat of the song that started playing. I lifted my head and watched as his lips effortlessly wrapped around the notes, my heart filling with the sweet sound of his voice. I had never heard him sing before. We had only ever had dance classes together since that was our majors. I pushed his hair back gently and his eyes opened. “You sound...amazing.” I whispered.

He licked his lips slowly and chuckled softly. “Thanks...i just really like this song.”

“I’ve never heard you sing before. I didn’t know you could.”

“I write and compose songs all the time. I just…” He shrugged and looked away. “Think I’m better at dancing.”

“I know what you mean.” I chewed at my lip a bit. “I-i don’t like the way I sound when i sing either.” I looked away from him, returning my face to the nook between his neck and shoulder.

“You don’t sing, you rap that’s different.” He said. “...Or do you mean you can-?”

“Hui says I can but i still think that sound like a dying cat.”

“If Hui says you’re good then you must be amazing. He’s basically the best singer along with Jinho.”

“Don’t ask me to sing for you because that’s not happening. I hate singing for people.”

Kino sat up, moving me with him. I had have expected him to tease and force me to sing but he leaned in closer, angling his head so that our lips were only centimeters apart. Now i thought that he was just going to land a kiss but instead he resumed his soft singing, the notes whispered against my lips. I closed my eyes and drank in the steadiness of his voice. My hands slid up his chest towards his neck where I rubbed the shaved nape of his neck. He responded by cupping his hands around my waist, holding me tightly. “Hyunggu…” I whispered.

He pressed his forehead to mine and I connected our lips. I kissed him slowly, our body heat finally putting a bit of warmth in the car. His tongue slipped easily into my mouth, dancing against mine and pulling a small whimper out of me. He smiled against my lips. “What was that?”

I hid my face in my hands. “Be quiet.”

“Oh, you’re really gonna be shy? Around me? Really?” He pulled my hands away and kissed me again. I leaned back in the seat, pulling him down on top of me. His hands slipped under my skirt and caressed my hip and thigh, pulling my leg around him so he could nestle between them. I don’t know why I felt a little shy. Maybe it was because he let me hear him sing...a certain air of vulnerability between us? Or maybe it was just the way he looked today. You would think I was a teenager with a crush. Whatever it was, it was slipping inside me with every kiss and pooling within the pit of my stomach. I could feel his jeans pressed against my center and my hips dipped into his. “You should’ve just told me this was what you wanted…” He cooed against my ear.

“I’m sorry,” I whispered. “I was still thinking about what you said. About me putting out on the first date.”

He kissed at my neck, gentle presses of his full lips on my jugular. “This isn’t a date remember? If you want something all you have to do is ask. And i also said I was sorry.” His right hand slid over my shoulder, down to my breasts, over my stomach, and under my skirt where his fingers danced across my panties. I nudged my hips up to meet his hand so he could cup me fully.

“Make me feel good. That’s what I want, Hyunggu.”

He licked his lips and nodded, barely saying a word as he busied his mouth with kisses across my neck and collarbone while his fingers moved under the lace fabric. His slender fingers stroked the length of my folds, the coolness of his metal rings against my skin made me gasp. My body shuddered as my thighs tried to keep shut.

“What’s wrong?”

I swallowed hard. “Y-you’re rings are c-cold…”

“Oh. Sorry, I’ll take them off.” I gripped his wrist before he could pull his hand away and pressed my entrance onto his fingers.

“Don’t you dare.” I moaned. “Keep going.”

He clicked his tongue and kept his fingers pressed inside me. “You never cease to amaze me.” His free hand gripped mine tightly, our palms pressed together, fingers hugged tight against each other. My eyes fluttered shut as I tried to spread my legs wider but my car was so small it was hard to move around. I groaned, a mix of frustration and pleasure. I wanted him deeper inside me and it was driving me insane.

“K-Kino…” I opened my eyes and found that he had been looking down at me, a small smirk across his lips. “W-what…?”

“Nothing. You just look good.” He shrugged and slowed his thrusts. “Your car is really small.”

“Yah, ya think?” I sighed and sat up. “Do you just want to go inside?.”

“No. Not at all.” He pulled me up from the seat and bent me over the center console. I gasped as i almost fell into the front seats, bracing my hands near the gear shift. Just as I was about to yell at him, I felt Kino’s warm tongue on my center. “F-fuck, Kino don’t do that.”

He ignored me and continued small licks to my folds, letting out a soft moan in between. My breath hitched as I gripped the sides of the seat. His hands rubbed the swell of my ass until he grabbed my panties and yanked them down. He went back to work, kissing my pussy lips slowly while flicking his tongue against my entrance. His hands gripped and kneaded at my cheeks and thighs, his fingernails digging in ever so slightly. “Y-you’re not gonna let me out of this car, are you?” I asked in a breathy moan. I felt him shake his head while his tongue was still inside me. I nudged my legs apart a little bit more and rocked my hips back against him. His name became written in the visible puffs of breaths I exhaled as i desperately wished for him to touch me more.

As if he read my mind his hands moved around my thighs and down my calves, every ridge of his rings sliding over my skin like a newfound sin. My legs buckled when his hands came back to my upper thighs. He stroked the length of my slit slowly with the underside of his fingers before he nudged the design of his larger square ring on his index finger against my clit. I gasped loudly as my nails dug into the seats a wave of pleasure becoming a dangerous tsunami. He rocked his finger against me again, slow and torturous until I was screaming his name and begging to cum. My body was shuddering when he yanked me back onto his lap. I immediately felt his cock underneath me. “So, this is what you’ve been wanting, huh? I didn’t know you’d like these that much.” He held his hand up in front of me and i could see the silver glistening with my cum through the light from the street lamp above. “What about this one?” He pulled the textured metal band off his thumb and switched it to his middle finger. “How loud can you scream for this one?”

I tried to squirm away from him, afraid of the shit that was going to come out of my mouth as soon as his hands got near me, but he pulled my legs open and propped my feet on the headrests in front of us. I was panting hard, my back against his chest so I could feel his heart beating as fast as mine. I was spread open for him and he had enough access to slide the band through my folds. Every pass of the textured metal seemed to hit all my nerves that were bursting with excitement. “Kino...fuck...God. Please don’t tease me. Please…” I mewled.

His unoccupied hand slid under my crop top and yanked my bralette to the side. His had smaller, simpler bands on this hand but they still elicited that same thrill against my skin as the others. He was making small windshield wiper strokes across my nipple, making it bud to the surface. I could feel his breath across my neck before his swiped his tongue across my jugular. His teeth wrapped around the sensitive skin and pulled blood to the surface in a gaping mark just below my jawline. It was a spot that always made me go crazy, especially when Kino was the one teasing it. My hands were grasping for anything to stabilize myself and ending up twisting in Kino’s hair, yanking his head back hard.

He growled and released the hold his teeth had on my neck. “Ow! You fucker.” My eyes rolled over to him and i saw the dangerous smirk cross his mouth. “Do it again.”

I swallowed hard and pulled on his hair again. “Be a good boy for me, Kino.”

The sound he made was almost inhuman and made every hair on my body stand on end. I could feel his cock throbbing against my ass eagerly awaiting freedom from the confines of his jeans. “Is all that for me?” I asked in a teasing tone. He wasn’t going to be the only one going crazy in this car. “Are you gonna cum inside me, baby?”

I felt him tense beneath me, his dark eyes questioning every word I had said. I leaned in closer and pressed my words into his neck. “You are going to cum inside me Kino. I can’t wait to be so fuckin’ full with your hot...thick-” I gasped as he grabbed me by my shirt and slammed our lips together. His tongue was vicious, teeth painfully tugging at my bottom lip while his fingers dove deep inside me. His rings were pressing against my entrance, occasionally entering me as he forced his fingers knuckle deep. I could only swallow back my screams of pleasure as my hips snapped up harshly to plunge him deeper into me. Kino wouldn’t even let me pull away to breathe. Every moment was filled with him taking over my mouth and pussy. My nails were embedded deep in his scalp, my body shuddering violently as it begged for my orgasm to overflow. My back arched high as i felt his fingers curl deep inside me. My mind was screaming YES!YES!YES! as I tiptoed closer to the edge. But all of that was gone in an instant.

Kino pulled away from me completely leaving me breathless and pissed off. My legs fell from their propped up position, tingling like they were filled with pins and needles. “Get up.” He commanded. I growled and hauled myself up within the confined space. He worked himself out of his jacket and shirt before unbuttoning his pants and pulling them down around his ankles. My eyes immediately fell to his cock that was now laying on his stomach, finally freed. He adjusted himself in the seat, spreading his legs a little wider before he gripped his shaft. I watched the rings slide across his skin, the metal clicking together ever so slightly. That simple sound triggered something inside me and if that wasn’t bad enough Kino let out a deep low moan. His head fell back against the backseat as he jerked himself a little faster. My cum that was still on his fingers mixed with the bit of precum spilling from his slit as he twisted his hand over his sensitive tip. I couldn’t wait anymore. If i did i was going to go crazy.

I pulled away my shirt and bra before climbing onto him. He looked up at me, our eyes locking as I sunk down onto him slowly. “Ohh fuck…” He groaned.

I bounced slowly, even though i wanted to fuck him into oblivion, teasing him as payback was going to make my orgasm that much sweeter. Inch by inch i felt him sliding in and out of me, our hips kissing every time i settled him in all the way. His brows were furrowed, lips frozen in a permanent moan. His hands were placed on either side of my ass keeping a firm hold of my cheeks as if he was trying to hold himself together. The windows misted with the fog of our breaths intermingling. He pulled me for another kiss, slowing down his pace a bit. His thrusts were starting to meet my bounces, matching the way his tongue caressed mine. Going slow was supposed to be torture for him yet...it made everything even hotter. We eased into a steady rhythm of grinding, his hips snapping up to meet mine in a harsh thrust. He was coaxing every feeling out of me in just one night and my mind could barely wrap around any of it. His kisses made their way down to my breasts and he captured my nipple in his mouth, sucking hard.

I held him tight to my chest, pulling at his hair when he pressed against my spot. He was filling me completely and it was as if my fantasy from last night was coming true. I was shivering in the stillness of the air but Kino’s hands kept exploring, grabbing, and rubbing wherever he pleased, warming me a little bit at a time. His mouth continued to work across my chest, leaving small hickies in hidden areas that only i could look at later. He was normally one for aggressively marking up in the most visible of places but these...looking back at these would help me think back to this moment with him. My body convulsed when i felt his ring covered fingers spread across the small of my back, the other hand crawling up my chest to drum its fingers across my throat. The grip came slowly at first, testing the water and my reaction. Of course, i fell into it easily, loving the way the metal clung to my skin, pressing into it like a branding, hot and stinging.

“Good boy…” The compliment fell into a rasp as his hand seized tight at my words. My eyes fell shut and it was like all I could hear were our moans mixing and the soft music still playing on my phone.The song seemed to be connected with our own tempo; a nice harshness mixed with a tender pace.

Nights in white satin Never reaching the end Letters I've written Never meaning to send

I could feel him throbbing inside me. He was coming undone but the look in his eyes screamed for my pleasure. He yearned for it just as badly as i yearned for his. My walls were keeping him trapped, flexing around his swollen cock begging for his cum. He landed a bite to my rib cage and i could barely squeeze out his name through the hold he had on my throat. My hand slammed against the fogged up windows, leaving streaks behind as my orgasm hit me hard. I clung to him, my nails making deep scratches between his shoulder blades when i at last felt his heat spread inside me. The sound he made had me riding another wave of ecstasy, extending my orgasm to another degree.

He fell back against the seat, his teeth chattering as our body heat wasn't enough to keep us warm any longer. The beads of sweat across his forehead felt like ice on his skin. I pressed myself to him trying to share what little bit of warmth we had left. It was a stupid idea to remove what clothes we had on just to get a bit more pleasure. It was mostly worth it though. Kino grabbed his jacket from the seat and wrapped it around me. “Here, you need this more than i do.”

I pulled my hands through the sleeves and adjusted the form fitting jacket around my breasts. His eyes trailed across my torso and he grabbed my face, pulling me in for another kiss. His fingers on either side of my face had me feeling so comforted as our lips mated into a slow rhythm.

Beauty I've always missed With these eyes before Just what the truth is I can't say any more

Our foreheads pressed together as we separated for the last time. “I want you in bed with me.” i whispered.

He nodded and pushed me off him gently so he could pull up his pants and put his shirt on. With his cock no longer inside me i could feel his cum start to drip down my thighs. I tried to hold it in as best as i could, wanting to keep it there but it was no use. “I’ll give you more later, I promise.” He kissed the back of my hand before opening the door and sliding out. The rain drenched him instantly but he held his hand out for me to grab. I zipped his jacket up and took his hand cursing as the drops felt like icicles impaling me. I grabbed my purse and my phone, locking my car before we ran out into the night. The short run to my dorm made us look like we had gone through a hurricane. Kino was visibly shaking at this point and I rushed to try and get my key to swipe through the door lock. I finally managed to get us in and we shuffled to the elevator, leaving splatters of water across the tile. I looked over at him and felt so bad. His hair was dripping on his face and his body looked so small with his shirt clinging to him like that. I pulled him close to me which he accepted even though I’m sure the leather jacket wasn’t doing much to help.

I couldn’t help but laugh a little as we got to my floor. “We look like Jack and Rose.”

“Y-yeah. Just throw me o-off the door then.” He said through his chattering teeth. I pulled him along to my room and opened the door immediately turning up the heat. I helped him pull his clothes off and grabbed my towel to dry him off first. I pushed his hair back and guided him to the bed giving him a quick kiss before he slipped in.

“Get under the covers, baby.”

I didn’t have to tell him twice. He pulled every blanket i had over him slowly easing his shivering down. I pulled off the rest of my clothes and dried off, tying my hair up before shutting off the light and retreating to the bed. Kino unwrapped himself from the blanket burrito and beckoned me to join him. I eased in and laid down. He pulled himself on top of me, settling between my legs and enveloping us in the building warmth. I kissed his forehead and pushed his hair back, whispering sweet nothings in his ear.

“Stay with me Hyunggu…”

He nodded against my shoulder, eyes falling closed as his hips rolled against my center. “Always…”

Cause I love you Yes I love you Oh how I love you Oh how I love you

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**Note: This is not the airing of an episode, but an update for the muses involved in the project. Below will be all the plans for the second month in the SN project. If you’d prefer to follow the development of the project as other people would IC, what’s written below would be considered as spoilers! No one but the 15 Nova trainees knows that any of this is happening.

After four long weeks, the first month of the SN Project finally came to an end. While the CEO wasn’t present for the previews missions, Hyun Bin is found sitting by the long table specially prepared for the group performances. The three coaches sit beside him while the crew gets prepared to start recording. With a few more makeup retouches, the director announces the start of recording.

The first group to perform are the girls, as ‘ladies first’ would suggest. Their song of choice is ‘Whatta Man's by IOI and, once they're done, the CEO tells them to step to the side so the boys may perform. The second group performs 'My Pace’ by Stray Kids, and once they're done, the CEO asks them to step out for a moment so he may discuss and prepare the results for this month. All of this would be properly edited for the episodes, after all, and he'd rather not rush decisions when it came to the future of his company.

It takes them several minutes to come to a final decision, even if each of the coaches had already come prepared with their own opinions from the weeks spent working closely with the trainees. The two groups are told to stand in one big line with only a small gap separating boys and girls. Hyun Bin clears his throat before he starts speaking.

“I wasn't present for the previous weeks, but I did watch each of your performances. I got here with expectations both good to some and bad to others. I can confirm to you that some of these proved correct.” His gaze is strong and persistent as the man makes sure to give each trainee a proper intimidating stare. “We said to you before that not every month would necessarily have an elimination and, well, I have some announcements to make on this one.”

“Before anything, if the group performances were meant to compare the two groups, then one completely destroyed the other. The boys choice was a much better fit for their member composition and not only was it interesting to watch, but it looked like they enjoyed performing it as well. I really can’t say the same for the girls, and if you weren’t enjoying your own performance image me having to sit here and watch you do that. You should be thankful the group performance won’t be everyhing for this.”

The man moves the paper in front of him a bit closer so he can remind himself of what he had written during his short meeting. Maybe it was a tough think for some to make, but Hyun Bin didn't look like he had a drop of worry on his expression as he started pointing out all the things he'd noticed.

“Firstly, Kang Yuchan, our Ricky. You're the one who's been training under Nova for the longest time between the trainees here. This means we had a high level of expectations when it came to you. I'm confident when I say you were one of the ones I had good expectations for, and also one who managed to reach those. You've always been a strong dancer, and I was happy to see your growth when it comes to singing, and also your versatility with rapping. You manage to stand out in the group performance as well as make your solo performances memorable. For these reasons, I'd like for you to take one step forward.”

The previous long line formed by the trainees is broken, Yuchan taking the starting lead. While no one exactly explains what stepping forward means, some may not need explanations to understand.

“Son Seungwan joined Nova thanks to Ricky some years ago. Even during the MGAs, you managed to impress the public with your vocal skills. You only grew from that with the help of Nova and you should be very proud of that. The one thing I was scared of was your dancing performance. You're still far from being an amazing dancer and I believe that isn't exactly your current goal. You still managed to hold your ground but you still disappear a bit in a group performance. Maybe your new goal should be to actually stand out in a non-vocal performance. Even so, I'd like for you to step forward as well.”

Soon, two people take the front row: one boy and one girl. What the final results may be no one is really sure of. Hyun Bin seems to be very persistent on letting people know, though.

“Kim Hyuna also took part in the third season of the MGAs, but you've spent the least amount of time as a Nova trainee between the people we have here. That doesn’t mean you held back on showing your skills, though. You're a talented rapper, which is something the public already knew, but you also managed to sing well, which is something not every rapper here managed to do. Your dance skills still need some help, but it's nothing that Nova hasn't managed to fix before. I'd like for you to take a step forward as well.”

Only three people down and things were going awfully well. The man twists his head a little, predicting the end of fun rather soon. “Son Chaeyoung, on the other hand, spent her time silently as a Nova trainee, didn’t you? You didn’t go to the MGAs or anything like that and was only revealed as a trainee recently — but maybe your time spent in hidden were good for you. With the first week as singing, we were impressed by your abilities since you’re mainly a rapper. This means at the rapping week you also gave a good performance. Your dancing, of course, could use some bettering, but it’s something you and Hyuna can work on. So, please, take a step forward.”

After enough time dedicated to the girls, Hyun Bin goes back to the boys who this far only have Yuchan to represent them. “Our Ha Huidong has been here for quite a while, too, haven’t you? You continue to be one of the best dancers in this line-up, even after nearly four years as a trainee and with much younger boys standing beside you. Some of the other boys are clearly better singers than you are, but you manage to hold onto your role. We don’t need you all to be perfect singers. I was, still, very much surprised at your complete lack of a rapping ability. There was no need for us to have another rapper, but knowing the basics of at least ‘fast singing’, as some say, can be very useful on your belt. However, you may take a step forward. Your presence in the group performance is still very prominent, and your skillset is one useful to us.”

The man doesn’t take too much of a break between speeches, moving his gaze to another man still in line. “For example, BamBam is yet another dancer we have here at Nova. He can rap, as well, and even manages to hold a note if he’d like. Still, he’s not our best dancer, or our best rapper, and during the group performance, it feels like you disappear when it isn’t your turn as the center. You’ve been here for over three years now, so I was expecting a bit more from you. Charisma is an essence of being a dancer, and also a requirement to any rapper. To be both of those things with charisma as the thing you’re lacking is something extremely damaging to you as a performer. Due to this, I’d like for you to stay where you are for now so we can get back to you later.”

The air instantly gets heavier. He is the first asked not to move, but no further explanantion is given. The future of BamBam is as unsure as who’ll be the next trainee to stay in line. “Kim Jungwoo is very charismatic, isn’t he? Your charm has already brought me problems before, as I’m sure you remember. Dealing with your so-called fans in the past was already very troublesome, but you returned to Nova as a trainee once again. What's important is that it isn't the only skill you have under your belt anymore. Your vocal skills have gotten better and you've managed to become what we can call a dancer now. I know you've struggled with the dancing this month, but you managed to deliver a good performance under the week given. If rapping badly was a sin you'd meet Huidong in hell, though. Working on your basics of every skill is an important thing to do. Even so, I'd like for you to take a step forward as well.”

The coaches remain quiet on their seat respective seat, waiting for the results to be told as the trainees were. The only different was they already knew the results. “Someone I wasn’t expecting to impress me was Heo Solji. I heard you were a good singer, but you surprised in many different ways. Ends up you're a bit of a dancer, which is something I did not know. You took part in the dance break for the group performance and, not only that, but you have a strong aura around you. Even next to better skilled dancers you still managed to stand out. Your rap was definitely lacking, but you'll still take a step forward today.”

While the lack of information is frustating, it is clear more than one person won’t take the step. The important is to not stay behind rather than taking a step forward. “As far as vocal-focused we have here, there's also Kim Yongsun. Even if you're a relatively new trainee, you have very stable vocals, but compared to the other female singers it still feels a bit lacking. They've had more time than you to practice, but that's a good excuse to make you sleep at night. If Wendy is better prepared and Seolji not only sounds good but can dance better and steal the attention from you, then why would we choose to keep you instead? I'd like for you to stay where you are for now.”

And so the first girl stays behind, leaving people wondering if anyone else would follow the same faith. “Lee Kaeun, much like Chaeyoung, spend a long time as a private trainee. The difference, I think, is that while Chaeyoung worked on perfecting each skill, you decided to be mediocre on each of them. You're very eye-catching so only giving you a few lines was beneficial to the group performance so you wouldn't mess up and ruin it. I don't know if you want to dance, or if you'd like to rap, but your singing won't do the way it is now. Please stay where you are.”

With now two girls down, the focus returns to he remaining boys. “Kim Hosung was someone I brought to help with the vocals of the group which, as you may have noticed, are overall very lacking. You're very stable, and you have a good voice, but you lack a lot of technique. Saying you haven't been a trainee for enough time is a lie. You could have very well grown as a singer during the time you were here, but you didn’t. You're a good dancer, at least, which Jungwoo lacks in comparison, but I think what you lack is experience. I'd like for you to stay where you are for now.”

The number of trainees lef are only four, not much left for Hyun Bin to do. “There are two boys and two girls left to assigned their position to. As you may have noticed, where you stand shows how good you did. Only one more girl and one more boy will take a step today.” He takes a break so the silence may take over. These are the best moments for the cameras to catch reactions.

“Meng Meiqi and Lee Sunmi are both two of our best female dancers. Sunmi has been here for a long time which meant we had high expectations of which you didn't exactly reach. As a dancer, you did great, but your vocal performance was very lacking as well as your rap. It was very surprising to see you do this badly. Meiqi is not as good of a dancer but did her part as well, as expected from the one in charge of our Hip Hop stage for the new year show. However, you're also a worst singer and an even worst rapper. You couldn't even remember the lyrics to your rap song which was highly upsetting. Knowing the lyrics is the most basic need for any performance and you couldn't even do that. I'd like for you to stay where you are, and for Sunmi to take a step forward.”

Just like that, all the female trainees had their position assigned, leaving only the boys left.

“As for Kim Jongin and Joo Haknyeon, two rappers, each of you had your own skill that was lacking. I didn't exactly plan on coming here with high expectations for you, Haknyeon, but I knew the public would have them for you so I tried finding the positives in your performances. You're a solid rapper and dancer, but your vocals are just terrible. All the other rappers managed to sing, including BamBam who didn't move today. If you'd like to make it anywhere you'll have to practice for it. Jongin is the better rapper as far as we could see it this month, but you're only average for the other skills. You really need to work on your dancing, which is what Nova prides ourselves in. I'll have to tell Jongin to take a step forward today and I'll leave Haknyeon behind.”

In total, three boys and three girls stayed behind the new line. There's a sudden silence in the room and Hyun Bin takes his time to observe his trainees before allowing them a proper explanation. “I said that eliminations were always possible, but none will be done today. However, I'd like for all of you to check your surroundings and where you stand right now. The one standing beside you will be your new group mates for the month.”

The CEO sits up and takes some time doing so as a way to allow the trainees to actually look around. “The ones on the front are now on the SAFE zone. This means you were the ones who did their best at this month's mission. There are five girls and four boys which means two different groups separated by gender. Every month, I'll rank one from each the MVP of the month, which means the one who did the best.”

He runs his finger through the table in front of him while observing the paper containing every detail needed for the day. “The female MVP of the first month is… Son Chaeyoung. You showed great skill on every area we asked of you, as well as potential to grow.” The coaches beside him clap their hands as it was rehearsed privatly earlier that same day. The other trainees are free to clap along if they felt like it.

Once the silence is restored, Hyun Bin proceeds with his announcements. “The male MVP of the first month is… Kang Yuchan. You showed that you're not only a good dancer, but that you are flexible to fit in any role you're given. Keep working on them.” The coaches clap again, this time being less surprising.

However, the good times never seemed to last too long. “The ones standing behind the line are on the DANGER zone. These are the ones closer to elimination. Today, there are three girls and three boys, which means two different groups separated by gender. If you stay in the DANGER zone for two months, you'll be eliminated. Since this show will run for a total of three months, any of the trainees, in the DANGER zone today or not, hold the possibility of being eliminated until the final episode.”

Hyun Bin leans back, finally, looking around at the coaches beside him. “You must be curious what will be given to you this month, so I'll let the coaches take over.”

Yonghwa nods along before speaking. “Unlike the previous month, every week will be completed with a group performance instead of a solo. Your group mates are the ones in the same zone as you are, totaling in four different groups. The theme for this week is time travel.”

There's a grin on Hyemi's lips before she takes over. “That's right. No one will be traveling through time, but we will be attempting. Each week, the groups will have to choose a song from a different time period to perform. Since the '10s are coming to an end with this year of 2019, it's the best time to do it. The first week will have to be from the ‘90s, the second week from the ‘00s and the third from the '10s.”

“The fourth week, of course, will be explained on a later date.” Minsoo adds in the finishing details. “We'll keep monitoring you, of course, and assisting you on your training. If I were you, I'd make sure to work extra hard.”

Hyun Bin prepares to say the finishing words. “So work hard, or it'll be your last month here and a missed opportunity at debut.”

After the results scene cuts, staff members approach the trainees and hand each of them a colorful sport vests as seen in this image. MVPs will be given yellow ones as a stand-in for gold, other SAFE members will receive blue vests, and the ones in the DANGER zone will receive the red ones. These should be worn during practice to distinguish between the groups.

As explained, the Nova trainees will be assigned a new mission every week to work on and show their development at the end of it. The last week of each month they’ll be assigned one final mission to show in front of their CEO, Hyun Bin, which will put everyone under the risk of elimination.

This month however, instead of solo performances, the trainees will be separated into their SAFE and DANGER groups to perform every week. While the theme of time travel doesn’t dictate space as well, the songs chosen must only be of Korean origin.

The first week will be from March 31st to April 6th. The groups will have to perform a song originally released on the ‘90s. They’ll have the entire day to practice either by themselves or with the company of a fellow trainee up until Saturday. On the morning of April 7th, a Sunday, they’ll have to do the group performance in front of the three coaches.

The second week will be from April 7th to April 13th. The groups will have to perform a song originally released on the ‘00s. They’ll have the entire day to practice either by themselves or with the company of a fellow trainee up until Saturday. On the morning of April 14th, a Sunday, they’ll have to do the group performance in front of the three coaches.

The third week will be from April 14th to April 20th. he groups will have to perform a song originally released on the ‘10s. They’ll have the entire day to practice either by themselves or with the company of a fellow trainee up until Saturday. On the morning of April 21st, a Sunday, they’ll have to do the group performance in front of the three coaches.

The fourth week mission, unlike the previous month, will be announced after everyone performs on the 14th which is only the second week. The groups will be told to prepare a full group performance which they’ll perform on the 28th in front of not only the coaches and the CEO, Hyun Bin, but a public of 500 people. They’ll get the chance to perform a mini-concert on a stage in the Hongdae district. They’ll perform the songs of all four weeks of the second month. Not every trainee will need to both sing and rap, but they must all choose at least one of the two to do as well as dance. The group must choose a song, either new or old, and give the best performance they can, as this may decide who’ll be the first person to go home.

For this month, trainees will be visited every Thursday by a Nova stylist to get costume fittings done so they may match the concept they’ve chosen. These costumes will be used on the mini-concert as well.

Apart from that, trainees will each take an hour of their time every Friday (5th, 12th, 19th, 26th) to have a one-on-one session with one of their coaches. When it’s their turn, the trainee will walk inside one of the practice rooms and sit down in front of their assigned coach. The room will be empty except for their chairs and a camera recording everything they say. The coach will ask questions such as ‘How was your week?’, ‘How are you adapting?’, ‘What are you feeling?’. Since it’s already the second month, questions regarding their feelings about the SAFE and DANGER groups, the comments made by Hyun Bin, and the previous month would also be intregated. These will serve as private time for the trainees to confess their feelings and let out any emotions they may have, as well as a great way to make content for the show. The assigned coaches are as seen below:

Yonghwa: Lee Sunmi; Son Seungwon; Kim Jungwoo; Ha Huidong; Kim Jongin

Hyemi: BamBam; Heo Solji; Kang Yuchan; Lee Kaeun; Kim Hyuna;

Minsoo: Meng Meiqi; Son Chaeyoung; Kim Hosung; Kim Yongsun; Joo Haknyeon

Writing about these sessions is optional, but will award you bonus points. Each solo you write regarding the solo time spent with the assigned coach will give +2 CHARISMA OR CREATIVITY POINTS, with a cap of one solo per meeting (5th, 12th, 19th, 26th). This means you may earn up to 8 points depending on how many solos you write. Posting these is not restricted to the week they are referencing to. As long as these solos are posted between March 31st and April 27th you may collect their respective points. Since you won’t receive debut points from these you may add your charisma or creativity points directly to your tally without a need to verify them.

Every month you’ll be given four different written requirements, one referring to each week.

WEEK 1: In order to collect +3 SHOWCASED SKILL POINTS and +2 DEBUT POINTS, write a four post thread or a 250+ solo about the preparations or performance of the first week mission.

WEEK 2: In order to collect +3 SHOWCASED SKILL POINTS and +2 DEBUT POINTS, write a four post thread or a 250+ solo about the preparations or performance of the second week mission.

WEEK 3: In order to collect +3 SHOWCASED SKILL POINTS and +2 DEBUT POINTS, write a four post thread or a 250+ solo about the preparations or performance of the third week mission.

WEEK 4: In order to collect +3 SHOWCASED SKILL POINTS, +2 CHARISMA and +2 DEBUT POINTS, write a four post thread or a 250+ solo about the preparations or performance of the fourth week mission.

Please tag all of the related posts with #nova:snmonth2 and have them up by midnight EST at the end of Saturday, April 27th. The next update will come on April 28th.

SN PROJECT - UPDATE 2 (for the May 1 verification form)

PROOF OF ACTIVITY: [ WEEK 1 - WEEK 2 - WEEK 3 - WEEK 4 ]

POINTS:

- WEEK 1: +3 SINGING POINTS; +2 DEBUT

- WEEK 2: +3 RAPPING POINTS; +2 DEBUT

- WEEK 3: +3 DANCING POINTS; +2 DEBUT

- WEEK 4: +3 ___ POINTS; +2 CHARISMA; +2 DEBUT

NEW DEBUT POINTS TOTAL:

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Five Times Around The Sun: A Rookies Fifth Anniversary Special

Dear Rookies,

First of all, I’d like to wish the roleplay a happy fifth birthday! I’m aware that not many roleplays live to make it this far. For you guys to make it, I’ll bet it’s some sort of achievement. And it’s all because of the work both the mods and the members of the community put into this. Let’s give ourselves a round of applause!

I warn you that this is more than 5,500 words long. So yeah. You are free to just skip over this if you wish!

There’s so much I want to say, but I’ve never been great at expressing my feelings. (Fun fact: my mom and I start laughing whenever one of us starts getting cheesy or emotional.) I never even properly celebrated either muse’s anniversaries despite them being in Rookies for more than two years! Forgive me if this gets too long. I promise I’ll do my best to keep this concise (Wow, big word!)

With this knowledge, please bear with me as I struggle to convey all that I want to say without cringing at myself.

I guess it’s safest to start sharing the story of why I opted to join Rookies in the first place. Like majority of what happened to me in terms of KRP, it was a complete accident. I have been in KRP since 2011 (if any of you have heard of ADiS, then… yeah… shifty eyes). I kind of stopped roleplaying because a job with a newspaper was difficult af. (I only went home to shower and eat. I was lucky to be able to sleep, lbr here) Anyway, I needed something to do once I resigned from my old job, and my friends got me back into KRP via a Kingsman-themed one, since they wanted someone to RP Infinite with them. I think some of you know which one it is. /cackles/

MOVING ON. This same friend also planned to join the Rookies and wanted a ship for their muse. We both ended up doing applications, but I was the only one who was able to submit because my friend ended up getting a job. Thus, my friend was never able to join the RP and I got accepted.

A little history time! Please bear with me, this is going to be irrelevant to you but I feel like I need to talk about this. Fun fact I probably never told anyone! Wendy was originally meant to be a Krystal muse. However, I had to make a few adjustments because there was either a Krystal reserve or there was a Krystal muse in the RP. I can’t remember which one it was. The muse was loosely inspired by Berry Good’s Johyun and NCT Dream’s Jaemin, who both used to be competitive speed skaters before they became idols. I changed the sport to figure skating because that is the sport I know best. Wendy was also based on several friends of mine, who were all a bunch of somewhat pretty overachievers. (Going to one of the top universities in the country enables you to meet these people, more on that when I talk about Johnny later on.)

I’m not going to lie, this was the first time I was in a directory that was this HUGE. (Not even ADiS was this huge. Min, please correct me if I’m wrong.) It was easy for me to get overwhelmed by the sheer number of people in the directory, along with concerns that my muse was just going to drown among the many way more interesting muses than what I had to offer.

It would have been easier for me to quit, since the reason I joined was gone. However, Jen ( @yujurk ) turned out to be one of my friends from my Indie RP days! Not going to lie, if it wasn’t for Jen, I doubt I’d have stayed in the roleplay at all. Jen helped ease me into the roleplay in all ways imaginable: by plotting with me, introducing me to muns from the same timezone, and answering any questions in case our good mods weren’t online.

As I was navigating and slowly finding my place in the RP, the third season of the MGAs happened! Not going to lie, I wasn’t sure I was ready for Wendy to be signed, but I thought I might as well do it for the lulz. I know I said this a lot, but the MGAs were probably the among the wildest things I ever put a muse through that I swore that I was never putting another muse through it. Despite that, I’m glad I put Wendy through the experience. It taught her a lot about herself, as well as how far she was willing to push in order to achieve her dreams. At this point, I would like to give a shout-out to Team Nova! Wendy and I can’t imagine having any other teammates besides Jungwoo ( @jungwooxrk ), and the former Luhan ( who is still around as @rksoojung and is still one of Wendy’s loves ), Mijoo, and Soyou (RIP muses). Of course, Wendy owes Ricky ( @rkrxcky ) a lot for leading her to where she is today. Thanks you guys.

After the MGAs, Wendy signed with Nova. I’d like to thank everyone in the Nova family, both past and present, for putting up with this tiny girl who claims to be their future CEO. After two years with the company, Wendy has become (hopefully) an even better vocalist and composer. Sure, her dancing and charisma can use more work — scratch that, a lot more work — but we will get her to a level that’s passable. After all, if she intends to inherit the company someday, she has to do well in the department Nova is known for. I never thought Wendy would last this long as a trainee, but here we are. She could have easily left during Royal Survival, but she didn’t. OOC, the event happened when I was taking TOPIK so RIP. IC, the reason was because she believes in whatever plans Nova has for her (if there are any LMAO). Although she’s having second thoughts now, she’s still determined to see it through. She intends to inherit the company from Hyun Bin, so she has to stay. LOL.

To Minju ( @jinkyungxrk ), thank you for being one of the first to welcome Wendy to the company and making it easy for her to adjust to trainee life. Ani ( @rkmiya ), Wendy and Sunmi have made it! Can you all believe it took Wendy TWO FREAKING YEARS to get comfortable enough with Sunmi to call her unni? And can you all believe it took us around that long to actually plot properly? JFC we are both such snails. Matt ( @rksona ), wherever you are, Wendy will always consider Dawon as one of her Nova best friends. After all, they’re both vocalists who signed pretty close to the same time. To my fellow KRP senior citizen MC/Jae ( @sujirk ) (IDK which you prefer so I’ll use both), it’s nice to know there’s someone close to my age who’s still RP-ing too, despite feeling like that Will Smith meme when finding out how YOUNG some of these children are. And here’s to Wendy and Suji getting to know each other and becoming closer. Maddy ( @rkkaeun )… Where do I even begin? Wendy likes Kaeun a lot and is excited to see how Kaeun will grow, and I feel the same about you too. To Chaeyoung mun ( @rkchaeyoung ) (Honestly, I have no idea how you like to be called, so I shall refer to you as Sowon and Chaeyoung mun for now, I’m so sorry!) and Sunny ( @rkmeiqi ), Chaeyoung and Meiqi are special to Wendy because they are simply the first fellow 98-line girls to join Nova. To Neo ( @rkyngsun ), we have yet to talk a lot and plot more, but I’m grateful that you’re okay with Wendy going all Regina George on your girl. This is going to be a slightly slow burn ship before these vocalists become gay for each other in a way. But I just hope we stick together for this crazy ride. And Nana ( @hyunark ), with Hyuna signed to Nova, Wendy’s even happier than ever, despite feeling some occasional salt at their beloved CEO. Here’s to our girls writing more songs together~

To the boys of Nova, thank you all for being the best boys you can possibly be. To Jess ( @rkhuidong ), thank you having Hui be kind of like a dad/older brother to Wendy. Thank you for assuring her that she did the right thing even if she was punished for it. To Chanel, (OMG this is mention number 2, Chanel!) Ricky is Wendy’s coach and kind of mentor, as well as the fourth-wall reality check. To Lex (you better get used to this. I have a feeling you’ll be mentioned A LOT), our kids have gone through so much, haven’t they? The MGAs, surviving Nova, and a lot more. Wendy cares for Jungwoo a lot, and she hopes they can tough this out together. To Joi ( @bambamrk ), Wendy’s always admired how cool and nice he is. She hopes he’s happy. To Fifi ( @haknyeonrk ), Circe ( @rkmbin ), and Lulu ( @rksxngyeol ), Wendy would love to get to know your boys all so much better. To Rome ( @rkromeo ), (the now-gone) Jinyoung, and (old) Kihyun, you will always be honorary Nova Boys to Wendy, no matter what.

To Roe ( @rkhugo @rkyooa @suhork ), Wendy wouldn’t let me lump Hugo with all the other boys of Nova. After all, Hugo is special. I’m grateful that Roe entrusted Hugo’s heart in Wendy’s inexperienced hands. I’m honored that Roe actually agreed to have Hugo go through a slow-burn ship, especially when I’m aware that she isn’t the most patient of people when it comes to that. Thank you for putting up with both Wendy’s lack of affection and her inexperience when it comes to relationships, and all the things she fears. Thank you again for putting up with my snail’s pace replies, but I want you to know it’s because I want to give Hugo the replies he deserves. The muse for this ship is alive and kicking, and I intend to keep it that way. Both Wendy and I love you and Hugo so much, Roe. LOL I spent so much time talking about Hugo that I forgot to mention how much both Wendy and Johnny also care about Yooa and Suho, but they do.

Now I’m on the topic of thanks to, I think I should also give a special shout-out to the girls of rkredvelet. Though we don’t talk as often as I’d like, I have to admit you were among the first to plot with me when I was new here. You are all Wendy’s best friends for life.

To Rose ( @rkyeri ): I like seeing you tweet about dancing and your takes on things. I also learn a lot from you! Your comments in the KT groupchat crack me up a lot as well. You’re doing amazing, bb! On a muse perspective, Yeri is one of Wendy’s oldest friends, going back from their days in Canada. Wendy just wants Yeri to know that she’s proud of her for being one step closer to her dreams. She’s also asking when she can start printing the Anna slogan.

To Keith ( @rkjxy ): Hoy, bakla. Other than being a ray of sunshine to both Wendy and me, thank you for everything. Just as Wendy and Joy have fun together anytime, anywhere, I like to think it can become something like that for us both. I love our discussions about local stuff and fandom. May mapapagraduate na ako! /cries proud mom tears/

To Kyle ( @seulgirk ): One of the true MVPs of my life. Just as I honestly have no idea where Wendy would be without Seulgi, I don’t want to imagine what would have happened to me if you hadn’t helped me out all those times. Seulgi is practically Wendy’s person. (LBR, if Hugo had to be threatened by anyone, it’s Seulgi.) I also enjoy commiserating over watching winter sports at godforsaken timeslots (one of these days, I’ll understand hockey enough), as well as listening to to you/reading your tweets discussing your muses/muse ideas. And those puns of yours give me so much life.

Anyway, next up, I’d like to give a shoutout to rkbrosquad!!!! Honestly, having you guys made life a lot more colorful for me, as well as both my muses. I’m not going to lie, this is probably one of the first group chats I was ever in, in terms of KRP. It’s like my muses gained a new family with this insane, but loving bunch. I also like how this chat can also turn into a meme dumpsite, a spazz area, and a tea corner if we need it. Here’s to more adventures with our muses and if distance isn’t an issue, I bet we’d all look for chances to meet.

To Jen, you are one of the reasons we have a squad in the first place. Without you, I bet I wouldn’t have stayed after the first week. Having a familiar face who’s been with the RP for a long time helped me get settled much more easily. It was your helpful self that inspired me to pay it forward for the future muns who’d enter the RP. So if anyone’s grateful that I was friendly to them, please direct your compliments to Jen for setting a good example! Other than that, you and your muses changed my muses’ lives completely. Shoutout goes to her mentor Jieun and one of her closest friends Soyeon.

To Lyn ( @rkavery @rkxsnn ), hoy mumsh. It’s refreshing to able to talk to more people in the same language. Not to mention, your muses always got up to the wildest antics that had both my muses and me laughing. I’m cheering for you both in rp and in real life. Alam mo ‘yan. And muse-wise, thanks for letting your former boy be the James Potter to Johnny’s Sirius Black (or vice versa). Johnny and I will miss your boy loads, but we also welcome your new girls with open arms. And also thanks for shipping with Wendy at some point, even if she ended up broken. (ULOL ang drama!)

To Shinobi ( @rkgray @rkkangjoon ): You are legitimately one of the sweetest people I have ever had the fortune to meet. You’re nice to everyone, get along well with people, and have the most awesome characters ever. Your ideas are just A+++. Gray will also always be the reason Wendy’s standards for men are so high, since in her eyes, Gray is perfect. (Gray will get Johnny’s love in the KT Boyz segment) Meanwhile, Kangjoon will be that handsome brother Wendy will be protective about because she thinks he deserves the best. Johnny will always thank Kangjoon for accidentally smacking him in the butt, which lead him to the best squad ever. #NEVERFORGET

To Nana: OMG! This is your second mention. All those posts of Hyuna and LE to send the group chat into a gay panic are more than welcome. It’s always fun plotting with you and your muses, no matter which one it is. Wendy is proud of Jihoon ( @jihoonrk ) in Convex, as well as looking for a chance to release some hilarious pre-debut shit. As for Hyuna, we all know how much Wendy admires Hyuna and loves her a lot. Here’s to hopefully getting to plot with Younghyun sooner or later!

To Maddy ( @aronrk ): Yes, this is your second mention too. Wendy and Aron have yet to thread together, yeah? LOL. Anyway, Wendy obviously cares a lot about Aron, Kaeun, and Nayoung. And I think it carries over to me caring a lot about you. It’s cool to talk to someone who works in the same industry as I do (rather as I used to) and have the same interests. Bonus points for living in the same timezone! (Aron will get Johnny’s love in the KT Boyz segment)

To Sammi ( @rkxminhee ): You are also one of the nicest people I have ever met. I love learning about girl groups from you, since I’m generally clueless about the ones outside of the Big Three or aren’t as well-known. I’m not going to lie, everytime I see Minhee, I think of you. I remember seeing Minhee post that she was in my country, and the first thing I thought was, “DOES SAMMI KNOW MINHEE IS IN MY COUNTRY?!”

To Em ( @borark ): You’re doing an amazing job as a momma to a cutie pie! Anyway, Bora is one of the coolest girls Wendy has ever known, just as I think you are one of my faves. We need a proper thread ASAP when we’re both not busy T_T

Bet y’all thought that was done, right? Nope. We still have a long way to go. Trust me, if you’re getting tired reading this, I’m even more exhausted writing it. We’ll all just have to deal with it. RIP @ us.

Back in 2016, NCT U, NCT 127, and NCT Dream had debuted. Back then, I was aware that Johnny, the SM Rookie who trained with SM the longest had yet to debut. So as a joke, I thought to myself, I’ll debut him before SM does. He came in a month after Wendy got signed at the MGAs. I figured I could handle two muses so LOL. He started as an NPC friend for Wendy who had a crush on Seulgi, and then I thought I could bring him in.

The first time I knew it was time for Johnny to graduate from NPC to actual muse was when I was watching a local drama called “On the Wings of Love.” One of the characters was a spoken-word artist, and I felt like it was something that suited the Johnny muse I had. I also wanted to bring in a muse who can speak Filipino, so I had an excuse to say PUTANGINA on the dash, as well as spread OPM to Rookies.

From there, Johnny just started becoming more real to me as a muse. Johnny was also based on several college friends of mine, who were all a bunch of insanely intelligent and talented people. He was inspired by a classmate who was actually a MYX VJ (local music TV channel) who was also taking up a pre-med degree. Johnny was also inspired by the guy who became our class valedictorian: a dork who was smart AF and could sing, dance, act, write songs, and was part of the debate team with me. One of my closest friends who I miss a lot was gifted with a superior IQ and an almost flawless memory, and she was also a CF model. All these people inspired me to bring Johnny to life.

Honestly, Johnny brought on a new series of challenges that I never thought was possible. I was less awkward when I brought him in, since I was already somewhat at ease with the community. The challenge was to make him want to be an idol. But somehow, fate let things happen and loh and behold!

From not wanting anything to do with the entertainment industry, Johnny finds himself immersed in it all. He would like to thank the former Jungkook muse (who might make a return as a different FC hint hint) for forging his application for that Samsung modeling casting. That started his interest and curiosity for modeling. However, he got his feet wet only when his teacher told him to go for it. But still, that forgery got him a start.

Then, the life-changing talent show happened. Johnny owes Hugo a huge-ass thank you for signing up him for that Hongdae talent show. He is now proud to be a KT (KermiT) Boy. I still have no clue how Johnny wants to develop from being a genius turned model to becoming the artist he can be. But I guess that’s what we will all have to anticipate.

I hadn’t planned for Johnny to fall in love. In fact, I was planning to make him an asexual hermit. Sure, he’s had crushes on Seulgi and Lisa, but he never dreamed those could amount to anything. He was supposed to be forever alone. (To Roe, that time Yukji tried flirting with Johnny will always be one of the most iconic moments.) However, Ten happened! Yay! Nine asked to plot so nicely, and I figured why the hell not? Okay, fun fact, the reason I planned for Johnny to be a hermit was because I was too scared to be called out for face-chasing. I’m relieved that Nine reached out first. And now they’re the cutest boyfriends. Again, I would like to apologize for my snail’s pace when it comes to replies. I will talk a little more about this later on. I promise.

Another reason Johnny has stayed alive for so long was because of all the friends he’s made over the time we’ve been in this RP. Honestly, every single one of these friends have made Johnny’s life more exciting, more colorful, and have taken him in directions he never would have considered if left to his own devices. I guess the long-ass thank you messages are now in order.

To rknctea:

To Nine ( @tenrk ): You go first simply because Johnny asked me to. Besides, I want to thank you and Ten for making Johnny believe that he’s capable of love and sexual feelings. Ten makes Johnny want to be the right person for Ten, and to be a better boyfriend. I don’t know whether I ever mentioned this, but Johnny sees Ten in his future. OOC-wise, I’m thankful that you brought us NCT typists together in the group chat. Not to mention, you make me laugh with all the stuff you link in there. In our DMs, I love how we both get soft together over JohnTen. Whether it’s plots for our boys or IRL JohnTen doing stuff, it’s always great sharing the feels with you.

To Yurim ( @rktaeil ): To one of the people I’ve known longest in RK (outside the brosquad), my experience in Rookies wouldn’t be the same without you. I’m glad you brought in Taeil. Although I reply at a glacial pace now, I’m excited to see what happens to Taeil. I still find it hilarious that you declared your NCT bias will be whose calling card you’ll draw. Anyway, the reason your barrel man has yet to come to you is because I will personally bring it to you when I fly there next year. If you have any other requests, please let me know anytime before I fly. (I will let you know when we’re arriving so we can meet.)

To Hunnie ( @yutark ): We have been through a lot during the time we’ve known each other. You point out things I don’t notice otherwise and work way harder than I do, just as Yuta shows Johnny perspectives that are immensely different from his own. I struggle coming up with ways to ruin my muses’ lives and to just write in general. I don’t know how you do it so religiously and so diligently on top of schoolwork. We also spazz over a lot of different fandoms together, and I’m happy that you’re a lot happier now. Also, welcome to the UAAP life. I’m glad you decided to watch basketball with me and that you’re somehow rekindling your love for the game. Game Two, here we come!

To Min ( @rkjaemin ): You would have gone first but Johnny insisted otherwise. Buwisit siya. We have been together since 2011 and I hope this doesn’t change at all. You knew me from when I was a total noob to the RP world, and have been one of those who saw my writing improve or deteriorate over the years. You are one of the loveliest people I’ve ever met IC or OOC. I’m happy you joined this madhouse called Rookies with me, and I hope this is good healing for you from work. I love you and can we please have dinner with the rest of the girls soon? Just as I will always be rooting for you and will be available to help, please tell your evil spawn of a muse that Johnny’s willing to help him too. Same goes for Wendy and Somi.

To Peach ( @rkhaechan ): When I first told Min to join Rookies, I never thought you two would find each other. But I’m glad you did. You make my girl so happy, and with that, I’m happy too. I will go down with the S.S. PeachMin. I better be invited to that wedding. Anyway, Johnny loves Haechan a lot, especially because he makes evil spawn Jaemin so happy. Haechie may be my new fave of your muses, but Soyou will always be special to me. After all, Wendy wouldn’t have lasted in the MGAs without your girl going all soccer mom on the whole team. Wendy hopes that Jihyun unni is proud of her.

To Jen ( @rkmxrk ): You are honestly one of the most fun people I have ever talked to. We can talk about fandom, winter sports, and just about how our days went. It doesn’t really matter. Long live KKT calls. Not to mention, long live being a professional enabler who convinces the rest of us to spend our hard-earned money on our faves. LMAO. One thing I also learned from you, is to be careful of what I say because you’ll have RECEIPTS. Just as Johnny looks after Mark and wishes for him to succeed, I wish the same for you. And Johnny’s proud that Mark’s finally getting what he’s been trying to say for the last few months.

To Fifi ( @jaehyunrk ), Dayo ( @rkxsicheng ) , Phil ( @rkdoyoung ), Grey ( @rkjeno ), Adri ( @rktaeyxng ): although we don’t talk as much, I’m still thankful that you’re all here. I’d like for us to get to know each other even better, even if I’m either a shy hermit, a lazy egg, or just awake when you’re asleep. But you all bring lots of laughter to the group chat, and I’d like for Johnny to plot with your boys too. (Or in Fifi’s case, Get Johnny and Jaehyun a new thread challenge)

To Lex: Damn it, Lex. I’ve lost track how many times I’ve mentioned you. I hope you’re enjoying your stay in the rknctea group chat. And I hope that somehow, Johnny and Jungwoo find their ways to each other.

To the KT Ent muses and muns:

To Carly ( @taeminrk ) : I was really planning to save this for later when I got to my thank you mods part, but I thought oh well. Anyway, I want to thank you for being one of the best mods to help me get settled when I was new here. As well as answering any questions I had, no matter how stupid they were. I’m glad I got over the initial intimidation of “OMG MOD!” to someone I can actually have fun talking to. I just hope Johnny eventually gets over that “OMG SUNBAE!” vibe Taemin gives out. Johnny always saw Taemin as the senior he has to impress and not disappoint. Trust me, Johnny’s trying but he feels like he’ll never be good enough for Taemin’s standards. LMAO

To Maddy: Johnny always thought of Aron as one of the coolest, happiest, and most talented people he’s ever met. Aron radiates sunshine in Johnny’s opinion, and he wonders how someone can be so bright all the time. Yes, Aron has permission to climb Johnny like a tree and Johnny will enjoy it.

To Shinobi: Johnny will always say Gray is his idol. Hands down. He can give Jongdae a run for his money. He will also go down with the old man ship of Gray and Huidong.

To Lulu ( @minhyukxrk ): Johnny’s rooting for his fellow twin tower and he hopes that Minhyuk will one day be the rich, talented billionaire he knows Minhyuk can be. Tall people unite despite this short revolution!

To Yurim ( @rkxkjd ): If Taemin is the strict dad, then Jongdae is the cool dad Johnny wants to be like when he grows up. After all, Jongdae is probably the muse who’s known Johnny the longest. These two go way back and are both nerds.

To Lex ( @rksungho ): Oh man, I gave up counting how many mentions you got. This is probably going to be the last. Sungho and Johnny are different as they can be, despite a somewhat similar skillset. Not going to lie, Johnny wants to get along with him, despite Sungho just being so angry at everything.

To Cherry ( @rkjimin ): We don’t get to talk as often as I’d like, but I’d like for that to change as soon as we’re both not busy. Jimin is a lovely muse, and Johnny looks forward to getting to know him better in the future~

To Hunnie ( @rksunwoo ): Sunwoo is special to Johnny, because they joined KT at around the same time. There has to be something to be said about two strangers who started a journey at the same time. Johnny wishes he was as talented and talented as Sunwoo. I like to think that Johnny and Sunwoo have a unique bond that only the two of them can understand.

To Shino ( @rkjinjin ): Johnny and Jinwoo, aka big guy and small fry. Just kidding. Though for real, Johnny is always impressed with Jinwoo’s talent and is grateful to learn so much from him. As for you Shino, having you around is lots of fun. I have learned not to say any silly stuff in the group chat unless I wish to be exposed. (Never forget: VORE TAEMIN)

To Hyunjin mun (T_T IDK How you want to be addressed) ( @rkxhyunjin ): You are the only KT Boy Johnny has no thread with. I’d love for us to change that ASAP. Please?

To the females at KT, Johnny loves and respects you a lot. He’d love to get closer with you all. For now, he declares Haseul ( @haseulrk ) and Jennie ( @rkjennie ) as his faves, because he’s closest to them. Johnny never thought he’d be a step-parent to a dog, but Ahyoung ( @rkxblue ) somehow got him to do it, so she’s special too. He also sees Minji ( @rkariel ) as the older sister you don’t want to disappoint, while Yeri is the younger sister he finds hilarious. He’d also love to get to know Audrey, ( @rkaudrey ), Momo ( @rkxmomo ), Luda ( @rkxluda ), and Chungha ( @rkchungha ) better!

To Carly and Keith, and by some extension, Kate, Johnny has come to see Luna ( @rkluna ) and Jisoo ( @rkjisoo ) (and Eve ( @rkxeve,) by extension) as his lesbian moms. He low-key blames and credits them for being why he is the way he is today. You don’t get raised by two extremely opposite but equally bad-ass women and not be some mix of weird. He doesn’t get to talk to his moms so much, but he wants them to know he loves them a lot.

I can’t leave this without yelling at Lari! Baekhyun ( @rkbyunbaek ) is the best host brother Johnny could ever ask for. Both of us can’t imagine this boy living with anyone else but Baekhyun’s family. Johnny feels bad that they hardly ever see each other anymore, but that doesn’t change how much he loves Baekhyun. Johnny is actually going to be upset when he’ll have to move out of the Byun residence because he’s going to miss this host family a lot.

I’d also like to thank people I have yet to properly thread with (or seldom get to thread with) but talk to frequently OOC, especially on Twitter. There’s way too many of you to be tagged, but you know who you all are. I love how we can talk about anything, ranging from K-Pop to local showbiz, to current events, and more random topics.

Finally, I’d like to thank the mods, each one, having helped me in some shape or form. Kyle, Keith, and Carly, you all got long-ass love letters from me, so I won’t bother repeating myself anymore. To Sera, you truly are hard carry AF. Thank you noticing my hiatus messages and just being there in general. I’ve always told people you are great, and I’m glad my faith isn’t misplaced at all. To Bianca, thank you for answering my stupid AF questions during events. Because I swear even I would roll my eyes at myself for some of the things I ask sometimes. To Mira, you were one of the mods who welcomed me back when I was new. So I’d like to thank you for that. Wendy misses one of her mean girl friends~ To Razel, those graphics are A++++ Here’s to more talking about PH showbiz, food, and to us finally having a proper thread!

I bet I forgot so many people, but this is about how much I can write. Fun fact! I started writing this post at around 11:30am, and I finished writing this at around 6pm. If you made it this far, congratulations!

I’ll spare you all from my rambling, and I’ll just end it here.

My muses and I are cheering for everyone and their muses in their endeavors, whether IC or OOC. I would also like to apologize for the times I have offended you, whether I was aware of it or not. (I’m sure I’ve apologized if I was aware of it, but yeah.) I’m trying to be a better person than I was the day before. I don’t know what the future holds, but I’ll do my best to be a better mun to both Wendy and Johnny, as well as be a better member of this community.

With all my love,

Clara (rkwendy and rkjohnny)

#rkfifth #i am never writing something this long ever again. FML #this is what i get for not writing commemoration posts for my muse #ignore this word barf #for the love of all that's good and holy. someone post something fast!

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Unearthly Delights Part Fifteen

Preview, One, Two (M), Three, Four (M), Five, Six (M), Seven (M), Eight, Nine, Ten, Eleven(M), Twelve (M) , Thirteen (M), Fourteen (M), Fifteen, Sixteen (Coming soon!)

Genre: Drama, Smut, Action, Romance, Supernatural Creatures and Monsters AU

Pairing: JunmyeonxCharacter

Word Count: 5.9K

AN: Spoiler for this part, the Seelie Queen? Hyuna. Because fuck yes I had to. She’s the queen of my life so it’s perfect. Also added Kyungil from HISTORY because I miss them and he’d make an amazing bodyguard #justsayin’

It’s said that no one enters the realm of fae without the king or queen knowing about it. I always rolled my eyes and said a rather loud ‘bullshit’ to that. People often liked to be dramatic and act like some supernatural beings were more powerful than they are. Though, two steps in and we were instantly surrounded. They pulled us in and into the clearing, getting a better look at us. Fae of all types, eyes glittering with magic. High fae, those who protect the Seelie Queen. Their power practically radiating off of them. The only time I’ve ever felt a power like that was when Sehun held the archangel blade for the first time. Their eyes carefully trained on us, waiting for a single movement they didn’t like. Glitter falling from them, eyes lined with different colors of liner, some covered, some naked, some a bit of both. All wearing armour made of things from nature. The other fae, the ones who are not warriors are dressed in vibrant colors, very sheer in some places and covered others. Pieces of the sheer cloth tied to their arms and legs so that, when they danced and twirled, it was like a cycle of pure colors. Eyes and hair of all different colors, a sea of rainbows. Yixing stood, looking towards the forest as he take a deep breath.

I suppose that, sometimes, rumors are true. She knew we were there instantly.

I can’t imagine how difficult it has to be to come back for him, though. He hasn’t been here in so long. Longer than I’ve been alive, for sure. In some ways I can see the traces this place left on him. His smile, his laugh, the way he moves gracefully and dances. Like every movement was perfectly planned all the way down to the beating of his heart. The sadness in his eyes was hard not to notice, after all.

A rock comes out of nowhere, hitting Yixing’s arm. The fae I’ve come to know doesn’t even flinch. He glances to the left, seeing a male fae, shirt off and covered with glitter and body paint. His orange eyes lined with yellow as he glares. “Traitor,” He says, practically spitting the words out.

Yixing says nothing in order to defend himself, and I bite my lip, looking on.

A few moments later, branches of the trees shifted ad a woman steps forward. Her feet were bare, a gold anklet around one of her feet. Her dress is golden, sheer. Completely see through and leaving nothing to the imagination. Glimmering tattoos shimmer all over her body, magic infused. Her hair is loose, a crown that was a mixture of flowers, antlers and a few golden chains holding a few raw gemstones dangling from it. Her eyes were completely gold shimmering with glitter. Her hair white with streaks of color and red painted on her lips.

Yixing bows, getting on his knees. He doesn’t dare to look up, bowing deeply and fully, looking directly at the dirt. Something about this, seeing someone as amazing as Yixing act this way just made me mad. Who cares if she’s a queen, honestly.

She smiles sadly, “My little warrior… It’s been so long…” She glances up at me and Sehun. She raises a brow, before returning her gaze to Yixing. She takes a few more steps, until she was before him. “Stand, my darling,” She says, her voice was soft, soothing in a way. At least she wasn’t being mean to him.

Yixing stands, before looking at her face. His eyes full of pain and sadness, the likes of which I’ve never seen. “I’m here for Kim Junmyeon. I’m the only one who knows how to get here, so I had to…”

“You’ve suffered for so long,” She says, with a sigh, “Most others suffer, but try to come back. You never did, until now. Why?”

“I wish to speak with you in private. Myself and my companions, along with your guards,” Yixing says, looking back at us. “I know they do not trust me. I do not blame them. It will ease them if they can be near you. I know that feeling first hand.”

“Until you threw it away,” A male warrior says, scowling as he glares at Yixing. The eyes seem like they’re going to pop out from the rage.

I glare at the man back, Sehun putting a hand on my shoulder. I look at him, and he shakes his head to me. He puts his mouth near my ear, “You need to calm down, Ava,” He mutters softly, before pulling away.

Yixing ignored the man’s words with ease, “We would like some help and are willing to help you as well.” I’ve heard people talk about how strong he is mentally, but this is insane. If someone attacked me, I’d swing back, but he’s taking this without even a blow to his pride. At least, he’s making it seem that way.

She looks at Sehun and I, her head tilting a little. Her eyes were fairly big, giving her a young, child-like look. Her ears pointed, like Yixing’s. She stares, and it almost felt like she was looking through me, like I was nothing but a bit of dust. He raises her hand, motioning for us to follow. The one thing I’ll give her is that she moves with such grace it was honestly beautiful. It was like gravity was nothing to her, that she could move however she wanted.

The soldiers around us turn, a group of seven. A woman with her head shaved looked at us, “Weapons. Hand them over.”

“Only if you do,” I say, looking at her with a cold stare. I could feel my eyes glow dimly at the challenge.

The woman frowns, glaring at us and lets it go. We follow, going into the forest. The leaves were wonderful as I see some creatures around, looking like human. Sehun glances, muttering “Nymphs.” I nod, looking forward. They looked like they were made of water, leaves, flower petals and tree bark, looking on shyly at us. I waved, the one that looked like flower petals waved back.

We get to the middle of the forest. The trees seemingly shift out of her way, it felt. The moon directly lighting this spot even though it was covered by clouds before. The trees were the same color, but like they are glowing and more alive around her. A small fire, the blames crackling blue, giving the place more light. A large wolf sitting up, looking and letting out a growl. The women pets it’s head, “Shhh, Moonbeam. Surely you remember Yixing.”

She sits down, vines growing and making a seat for her. Flowers blooming from the seat as she takes off her crown, setting it on Moonbeam’s head. Moonbeam stops growling, but still remains on alert. She turns, walking up to Yixing as her guards form a circle around the clearing. She reaches out, slapping his face. The sound so loud I jumped. I move, Sehun holding me back. “You know I have to do something,” She mutters, “Because I can’t let people think I’m weak.”

“I know,” He says, looking in her eyes. I could tell that he instantly forgave her.

“You want our help because the clan Venture is getting help from the Unseelie king,” she says, her face losing her fondness, going back to her seat. Her eyes glance at Sehun and I, “What you you have to offer me for our help?”

“Help against the Unseelie King,” Yixing says, “He’s gaining power. You’re losing it. You’re going to need help if they have the Ventures.”

She winces at his words, frowning deeply. “Never blunt, are you,” She asks, looking up. “Being in the city has made you impatient. You think we’re so weak we need you? Your help? The help of a traitor?”

I roll my eyes, which drew her gaze. She stared at me for a while, sizing me up. I just stood there. I had nothing to prove to her. I don’t know her. I don’t care for her. I don’t respect her.

“What do you know, little vampire,” She asks. Her eyes lock into mine, trying to intimidate me. She crosses her arms, looking down at me, “You’re so ignorant of everything.”

“What I know is that the head of the Ventures is my father,” I say, crossing my arms, “He’s not one to make an agreement with anyone unless he knows they will win their fights.” I shrug, “Besides, didn’t one of the courts side with him? Seems like no one but your own court is afraid of you. If you were as strong as you’re pretending to be, he would have went to you instead.”

Her eyes glow red, as she stands. The trees shifting as she does, the feeling of vines crawling up my legs. I just kept her stare, not backing down. “You insult me, child.”

“When someone says something that fucking stupid, they deserve to be insulted,” I say. I smirk, crossing my arms, “What is it you want from us? We’re offering a solution to your problem, since you clearly can’t do it on your own.”

“Your Sire is much more polite than you are. I could crush you right now if I wanted, you know that, don’t you, weak child?” She says, glaring. She turns to look at Yixing, “Unless you have something that can actually help me, Yixing, I suggest you leave,” She mutters, glaring.

“I have archangel blood,” Sehun says calmly, before Yixing could say anything.

I could see her eyes snap open to him. She moves, walking quickly, looking at him. Her eyes a bit wide before she realizes, putting on the mask of being calm once more. “Prove it,” She says.

He takes a few steps back, looking at the guards, “I’m going to grab a weapon. It will activate. Then I’ll deactivate and put it back. Nothing more.”

Yixing nods, happy that Sehun was cautious enough to do this. Probably happy it wasn’t me who had to get a weapon.

Sehun moves his coat, showing the blade at his side. The bug eyed looks she was giving meant that she knew what it was. As did all her guards. Sehun quickly picks it up, the loud glass noises once again. He holds the blade, the stained glass shimmering. The Seelie Queen was awestruck, watching with her eyes wide. I wince, the light even brighter than before, making me turn away.

“What do you want,” She asks as Sehun puts the blade back, seeing it return to normal. Apparently she didn’t care to keep up her appearance of not needing our help anymore.

“I know how important this is. Not from Yixing, either,” Sehun says, lying about not hearing it from Yixing. “You can lock the Unseelie King away with my blood. So these are MY demands. If you are all not met up to my satisfaction, you get nothing,” He says, looking her in the eye. “All Junmyeon wants is help with the Ventures and the Winter court that is going to help him. That’s my first demand, that you help us in killing them. Second, I want you to restore Yixing’s High Fae strength back. I know he can never come back and live here again, but I want him to have their strength. They’ve gotten more daring and having him back to his full strength would be very helpful.”

The guard scoffs, “He’s disgraced us! He doesn-”

“Silence,” The queen says, her voice billowing. Echoing in the trees around us, ominously. The guard goes still, quite once more. His eyes still glaring at Sehun. Someone is clearly unhappy.

“Third,” Sehun says, looking up, “You have a charm of protector archangels. I know you have one, there is no use in pretending you don’t. I want it. In order to made this blade as strong as it can be, I need it. That’s all. We go after the Ventures and the people who work with them, you restore Yixing’s power, and you give me the charm.”

She looks at Sehun, as he stood there, unflinching. Their eyes locked in a continuing stare. She nods, offering her hand, “We’ll make a pact, then.”

“You can’t be serious,” One of the guards says. His hair pushed back from his face, showing everyone how stunning he is. Black hair, his eyes glowing with magic, glittering and blue. He wore armor made of river stones, molden to him like a glove. He was tall, strong. Most fae are very lithe, but he was build. Arms strong and eyes looking at us, his distaste of us evadent.

She looks at him, shaking her head. “Kyungil, please… you know as well as I we can not beat him if we do not take this deal. Our pride is not worth losing everyone, is it?”

He looks down, shaking his head. “I hope you know what you are doing, queen Hyuna,” He says, before moving back into his role of protector. His eyes meet Yixing’s, and I get the feeling they must have know each other. Perhaps they were even close before what happened to Yixing.

“This is magical, if either of us breaks our side, a shadow of death will hunt you.” She says, looking at us. “This way, you’re assured we will keep our side. Fae pacts are seal with a kiss,” She says, looking at them. He glances at us all, her eyes watching carefully.

Yixing looks at all of us, “She’s going to have to kiss us all, because we’re all a part of this. We’re here as representatives, after all.”

“That’s… well, not the weirdest thing I’ve ever heard,” I say, watching as she walks over to Yixing, she takes hi face in her hands, pressing their lips together.

For some reason I expected it to be just a peck, but this was… different. I could see magic swirling around them as she pulls away. “Your power is now restored.”

The mixture of emotions that were on Yixing’s face was almost heart wrenching. The pain, thinking he doesn’t deserve it, but the happiness of having it back. Yixing nods, a sad smile on his face. “Thank you, your grace.”

She moves to Sehun, lips pressed into his. I could see Sehun’s eyes open wide, a bit of a blush cross his face, surprised at the passion of it. When she pulls away, Sehun just bites his lip, looking away. She laughs, “I didn’t expect you to be so embarrassed.”

He rolls his eyes, looking away as she just smiles. Her eyes meet mine, moving closer. Her hands holding my face, smirking before she presses her lips to mine. Her tongue licks at my lips, and I open them. I shiver, feeling something tingle around me. I could sense the magic softly crawling around me. Her tongue played with mine, before she starts to pull away. I softly bite her lip with a smirk before letting it go.

“I was hoping you would have been an awful kisser,” She says, “To match your shit personality.”

“That’s so sweet of you to say,” I say with a grin, the smug feeling setting in.

Sehun just crosses his arms, “She’s about two minutes away from being Junmyeon’s girlfriend.”

“It’s a shame. He’s such a handsome gentleman. To learn that he has awful taste is underwhelming,” She says, before moving away. I watch as she hold a hand out, vines moving and, becoming a hand, giving her a small gem like charm. Sehun takes it, getting the archangel blade, without activating it. In the small place where the metal was open, creating a cage, he places the charm. It floats, spinning slowly. It was red, shining bright as he activates the blade. He smiles, focusing on his the blade.

It shines bright, so much so that I had to cover my eyes. I wince away, before looking back. The blade changed, turning into a bow. Sehun pulls the string back, the wound of glass shifting, being pressed against each other. An arrow made of pure holy fire appearing instantly.

“That’s what it does,” she says, looking at it, “No wonder you want it. All we knew was that it was from Heaven.”

He lets the bow back, the starting no longer pulled back as the arrow fades. He focuses again, the blade going back to the standard, boring metal.

Yixing looks at me, his eyes glancing at me. He sighs, moving and placing a hand on my shoulder, I could feel the tingle and magic fading. He looks at the Queen, “A servant charm? Really?”

“It was worth a shot,” she says, smirking. “I wanted to make her more pleasant to be around. Purely for all of you. You know I love to play fun little games, after all.” She looks at Sehun, “Blood.”

“Get a vile,” He says, looking up at her.

It was quickly, as from the ground, what looked like a hollowed out crystal was placed in her hand from the vines. She take off the top, holding it out to Sehun.

Sehun shifts, growing fangs in his mouth, cutting into his wrist. The blood oozes, as he holds it over the vial, letting it drip. I bite my lip, the smell of goodness and sunlight filling my senses. I clench my fists, before Sehun filled the vial, his tongue licking his wrist as he shifted back into a vampire, healing himself.

He hand it to her, “Good luck. Tell us when you’re about to lock him away so we’ll know when a good time to attack is.”

“It’s been a pleasure,” She says, looking at the blood with a smile. She glances at me, “Mostly.”

“I mean, you’re not that great yourself,” I say, only to have the guards glaring at me.

“I would offer you all to stay, but,” She mutters, looking at Yixing, “As long as your business is done, you must leave.”

Yixing nods, “I understand.”

“I wish things could have been different, Yixing,” She says sadly as Yixing takes one of my hands along with one of Sehun’s.

He glances at her, and for the first time since we’ve been here, I see tears in his eyes. He looked a bit choked up, nodding, “I… you asked. Why I haven’t tried to return. It’s because I blame myself for what happened. For the attack on you.”

With that, I blinked, and we’re at Taemin’s place. We left before she could probably even process what he said. This time the teleporting was instant, no dizzying feeling or anything like that. I look, feeling Yixing let go of my hand as he just leans against the bar, head in his hands. Sehun walked over, putting an arm on his shoulder, rubbing soothing circles into it.

I went to the kitchen, getting a glass and filling it with some whiskey. I pass it to Yixing, who took it and drank it all in one go. I frown. Usually he was the type to sip one drink all night, maybe two if it’s a special occasion. This is… worrisome.

“I’m sorry,” I say, “I just… seeing them treat you like that just pissed me off.”

“I deserve it,” He mutters, “But that doesn’t make the pain any less, though.”

Sehun pats his back, “You’d think after, what… over a century they could forgive you a little.”

Yixing laughs, “A century is nothing to a fae. That is barely a blink in our life spans. What I did happened practically yesterday to them.” He looks at Sehun, “I can’t believe you bargained for my power back. Do you know how stupid that is?”

“A High Fae is almost as strong as someone with archangel blood,” Sehun says, taking the bottle from me and pouring more in the glass that was Yixings before taking a large gulp. “I don’t want any of us to die. Anything we can do to swing the odds in our favor is worth it.” He smiles sadly, “Besides, it’s a bit selfish, too. I don’t want to be back in that cell again…”

“And you won’t be,” I say, nodding.

The door opens, revealing Taemin walking in, Minseok behind him. The incubus sauntering in, the confidence surrounding him was so thich is was almost a choking hazard. While he was the loud and proud time, Minseok was the quiet confident kind of person. There was something in his eyes that just made you want to learn more. The way he can captivate someone without having to say anything. “So,” The incubus says, “How did it go, my little bunch of misfit toys?”

“I call being the cute elephant,” I say, holding my hand up. This earned a weird look from Sehun. “Like… from that movie? It’s a Christmas one? Stop motion animation?”

He just stares at me, like I have a second head. Which wouldn’t surprise me if it could happen since we were just in the Fey… realm?

“You old fucks know literally nothing I swear,” I mumble, crossing my arms with a pout.

“Very well,” Sehun says, rolling his eyes at me. “Got everything I wanted. Granted someone’s temper was about to cost us.”

I stick my tongue out at him, “Listen, they were being fucking awful to Yixing. He’s a friend and I’m a ride or die kind of friend. You all know this.”

Minseok smiles, looking on as he just means on the counter in the kitchen next to me. His presence next to me just made me feel calmer. Safer. He looks at me, and as everyone else was talking, quietly says, “I would have been the same way. Yixing is too good for them.”

“At least someone has some sense,” I reply back, elbowing him softly.

Yixing looks over at me, a small smile on his face. His eyes, usually a deep green now a bit more… iridescent. The power flowing through him able to be seen in his eyes if you look close enough. He just silently nods me a small thank you, before looking at Minseok. “How was everything on your end,” He asks.

Minseok sighs, “Well, the Ventures are successfully blocked from gaining weapons from any place that work with Junmyeon. Problem is there is one that doesn’t care. So they’re still getting weapons, albeit very slowly.” He looks at Sehun, “You getting the charm for that blade helps a lot. Now we know that nothing will stand in our way. You’ll just have to be careful not to hit someone you don’t mean.”

“I’m not a child, I can aim and fight,” Sehun says, pouting.

I smile, listening to everyone bicker for a few hours. It’s nice, having a few moments to just be calm.

It’s been a few days. A few days of being back to the grind. Working, drinking blood, and sleeping. Rinse and repeat. Trying to get prepared for this upcoming storm all the while. However, there is one thing that is happening that I notice. It was ambiguous. Maybe it was because of work. Sure, a day or two, perhaps that’s the case. Now? After a week and a half? It’s official. Junmyeon is avoiding me.

And it’s pissing me off.

It was noticeable, too. People have been sort of careful with me lately. Handling me with kid gloves, it seems. I was heaving, my chest rising and falling as Chanyeol was doing the same next to me. He look over, trying to catch his breath. The early morning light coming into the window, making him glow more after our passionate fucking. He laughs, “Something on your mind, Ava?”

He noticed. Of course he’d notice. Everyone noticed. I shrug, “What? Why?”

“You were practically trying to claw out my spine,” He says, laughing with a smile. His hair a tangled mess, getting long enough me could wear it in a ponytail soon. “Some pent up aggression does no one any good.”

I glance over at him, seeing his big goofy smile. I roll my eyes, “I like you better when you’re not talking.”

“Probably because the only time I’m not talking is when I’m eating you out,” He says as a joke, turning over and lying on his chest, face still pointed at me. I look at his back, seeing deep red lines all over. Perhaps I did claw him a bit more than usual. His words a bit muffled, “So, what is on your mind?”

“It’s stupid,” I mutter, turning away from him. If my face wasn’t already pink from our activities, it would get a deep shade of pink.

I feel and arm reach out, pulling me towards him with ease. His body warmer than mine. Mine was on the colder side now, apparently. Not too much so, Minseok had explained. “It’s not stupid if it’s making you upset,” He mutters, gentle and calm.

He has a way of making you feel safe. And not just physically, but emotionally. He’s a happy person and it’s infectious. Chanyeol is kind and caring. Whoever ends up with him is going to be lucky to have someone like him. I’d never tell him that, of course.

I bite my lips, looking at the wall like I was trying to burn a hole through it. So I nod, getting ready to talk. It’s one of the few ways I let him know I trust him, since I never outright say it. My speaking my feelings. “Junmyeon is avoiding me,” I mutter, pouting a bit.

Chanyeol sighs, “I’ve noticed.” No judgement. No telling me not to worry. Just help. That’s Chanyeol for you.

“Do you know why,” I ask, before turning back around to face him.

He looks me in the eyes. That playful gleam was gone, replaced with a more serious look. “It’s no shock that the man who lost everyone he cared about is afraid of losing the new precious people in his life. I think he’s being distant so no one will try to harm you in order to get to him.”

“That’s fucking dumb as hell,” I mutter, making Chanyeol laugh.

“Well, you could try talking to him,” He says, “Instead of laying here with me. Go see him. Sehun guilted him into actually going home for once. Something tells me he’s in his tank as we speak.”

“Why should I, if he doesn’t want to be around me then why should I try,” I ask. “He’s treating me like some random person. Never talking to me, or listening. It’ annoying as shit. I mean, who would ignore me, I’m a goddamned delight.”

“He’s scared,” Chanyeol mutters. “Fear does bad things to people. He’ll pull away and ruin a relationship before he lets someone get hurt because they’re close to him. Not matter how much it hurts him.”

“Stop talking sense,” I reply, only for him to laugh loudly I sit up, moving into the bathroom of what is officially my room in Minseok’s house.

“I think I’m going to nap here whole you go talk to him,” He says with a grin, “You wore me out.”

I roll my eyes at him with a small smile before getting in. A quick shower and a change of clothes later, I look out, seeing Chanyeol asleep, small snores coming from him as I quickly get on socks and boots. I open the door, moving and quickly getting to the front.

The choice of rides were phenomenal, but, personally, I liked Minseok’s motorcycle the best. He knew this, getting a helmet for me so I could use it. It looked fairly old, all black and chrome. I hop on, getting the key and putting it in the ignition.

The drive was fine, getting to the gate, I look at the intercom.

“Hello, Miss Avelyna,” Alice says, “Password?”

“Uh… guardian,” I say, before the gates open. I smile, before driving up and into the garage. Some cars sit there, but not at many as Minseok’s garage has. I move through the house, smiling at I get my way to the tank.

I look, seeing myself back at entrance B3 as I take a deep breath. I look at the deep depths, shivering. Memories of that pool coming to my mind. It’s not like I can drown anymore, but it’s still scary. “Tell him I’m at entrance B3, but I’m going to save him a heart attack and not jump in this time.”

A few moments later, I see Junmyeon pop his head from under the water. He pushes his hair out his face, looking at me, before pulling himself up and onto the walkway beside me, tail off the edge but not touching the water.

“I would offer to join you but,” I mutter, looking out into the water. Looking at it made my skin crawl. I don’t even take baths anymore, it freaks me out that much.

“I know,” He says, nodding. Of course he knew. He understood me sometimes without my having to say it. Which is good, because I don’t exactly what to admit to being scared.

I look at his tail, seeing it glittering in the light. I reach over, touching it. It was smoother than I expected, the scales looking like tiny sapphires. It was wet, slick with the salt water of this part of the tank. I could feel each individual scale, though they linked together into a tough hide. Like natural chain armor.

He flicks the water at the end of it at me, with a small smile, “What are you doing here, Avelyna?”

“You’re ignoring me,” I mutter, wiping the water off my face and arm. “I was going to throw myself in like last time but I chickened out. I just can’t seem to do it this time since I almost…”

“You almost drowned,” He mutters, sitting up.

“Well, I almost drowned twice,” I point out, watching him frown a little. “But the first time I knew it would be fine. I mean, I didn’t know about a goddamn shark, but the whole lungs and water thing, I was convinced I was good. It didn’t feel like it,” I mutter quietly, “I… I didn’t really feel like I was actually in danger that time. The time after… I was helpless. There was no safety net there. Just me, the cold water and a weight.” I glance at him, “But that’s not what I’m here for. Please, stop ignoring me. Chanyeol told me to tend to push people way so people won’t use them against you.”

He lets out a small chuckle, “Of course he’d say it.” He’s still looking to the side, away from me.

I put my hand on his cheek, pulling it so that he was forced to look at me. His eyes meet mine, “Junmyeon… you have to stop this hot and cold game. Don’t push me away. I know you're busy but I just don’t want to be ignored.” I smile, “I’m not the kind of person who needs like, to talk everyday or a goodnight message or that bullshit. I’m pretty sure that, as long as I know you’re literally too busy, I would be understanding to not even see you for a month. But you’re not too busy. You’re ignoring me. You have time to see me, or to even acknowledge my existence, but you don’t. I understand that it’s busy and hectic and stressful but goddamn, I don’t want you to flat out ignore me.”

He looks me in the eyes, never leaving mine. He nods, “Alright.”

“Besides,” I say, “It won’t help now. They already know how involved we are with one another.”

“I just don’t want to see someone I care about get killed again,” He says sadly. The flickering of complicated emotions in his eyes was enough to understand why he would think it was a good idea. The pain held there, for less than a second, was almost too much.

“Then I suppose we better win, then,” I say with a smile. “Now, if you don’t mind, I’ve been wanting to do this for a while,” I mutter as I lean forward, pressing my lips to his in a soft kiss. I smile, pulling away, “It would be a shame if we didn’t get to explore what we have further, after all.”

On of his hands moves to my neck, holding me as he presses his lips to mine again. The other laces with my fingers, holding my hand as he leans over me, body pressed to mine. I could feel the water seeping into my clothes, but I didn’t care. My other hand moving to his back, holding him against me. The kiss was deep, as he was slowly pouring everything he had into it. Lips pressed, tongue playing with mine as I could feel him smile into the kiss. The water from his hair dripping onto me, making me shiver from how cold it was. His teeth softly biting my bottom lips as he pulled away, before moving downward, lips softly kissing and nibbling on my neck. I gasped, my hand squeezing his tighter. I hear him laugh.

“I forgot how strong you are now,” He muttered into my ear.

“Shame really,” I mumble, my hand trailing over his chest, looking into his eyes with a smile. “Means that so much awesome kinky sex is forever out the window for me. Goodbye being handcuffed.”

The chuckle against my skin made me smile. “If you think there are not magical solutions, you’re mistaken,” He mutters, kissing my neck softly.

“Oh really,” I ask, running my hands on his smooth skin.

“Fae can be freaky when it comes to sex,” Junmyeon murmurs against my lips now. “Pretty sure they have their own version of the Kama Sutra, but with all the things you can do with magic.”

“That isn’t shocking,” I say, “Perhaps when you finally stop wanting to go at a glacier’s pace, we can look into all those possibilities.” I say, turning his face towards mine. I smash our lips together with a small groan, the possibilities endless in my head now.

Before we could get into the kiss, Junmyeon jumps. He’s eyes open wide, before pulling away and looking into the water. He laughs, “Hello, Sylvas.”

I lean up, seeing the shark just barely under water. Grey and white, sharp teeth and beady eyes. Scars along its body, deep and ragged.

Junmyeon laughs, “No, she isn’t jumping in this time.”

I wave at the shark, “Um...Hi.”

A few second later and Junmyeon coughs, shaking his head. “No it’s not… it’s different!” A pause as his face gets red, “That’s not how it works for people!”

I grin, before moving and standing up, “You go and get changed. We’re getting dinner and I’m choosing. See you later, badass shark.”

“I’ll meet you by the door,” Junmyeon says, before slipping back into the water. I see him swim in front of the shark, his hands moving as he was speaking with it. He smiles, holding into it, giving it a hug with a big grin.

I smile. He’s a dork. A huge dork but I genuinely care for him. My clothes were a little damp down, and I was sure I smelled like salt water but overall, I think the talk went really well.

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your-fantasy-alive · 6 years ago

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Mafia- Suho pt. 8

“You a bad bitch, I’m bad motherfucker”

You were sitting in your office when someone knocked on your door.

"Come in." You said half paying attention to who it was.

Tae cleared his throat and you looked up at him and the envolpe in his hands.

"What's that?" You asked, leaning back in your chair, crossing your legs.

"Information about the person who shot up the kids." He said coldly, sitting it down on your desk.

You nodded and left it there, "Sit down Tae."

He slowly sat down in the chair across from you.

"What's the matter?" He asked, looking at you unknowingly.

You sighed and leaned forward, "I know I told you to find this out but I want you to do something else instead."

His eyes squared at you, "Why?"

You ran a hang through your hair, "I'm being followed and threatened."

"By who?" Tae questioned through gritted teeth.

You chuckled at him, "Suho's ex. I can handle it. I just want to know what I'm getting myself into."

He nodded and slowly stood up from his seat, "I'll get right on that."

You watched as he walked towards the door but you called him back.

"Huh?"

"Are you going to Hyuna's wedding?" You asked him, reaching for the envolpe.

“Were you going to go alone?” He sassed you with one eyebrow arched.

You flicked him off before continuing, “Have Vernon be in charge of things while we’re gone.”

Tae froze in his place, “Uh.. I kind of already told Daehyun he could be in charge.”

You cocked your head to the side, “ Uh.. well tell him I said no. I want Vernon to be in charge.”

He slowly nodded before walking out the room completely, you eyed his nervous figure as he rounded the corner. You picked up your phone to call Vernon when you saw a text from an unknown number.

“Be at the garage at 5.”

You hovered over the number, debating on whether or not to call it. You decided against it.

You checked the time 4:45 and laughed, “Fuck you.”

Suho straightened out his suit jacket as he stepped out of the car.

Baek bowed, "If you need me, just call. Ill be around the corner."

Suho nodded, "I can handle her."

"Can you?" She said walking out from her place behind the pillars.

Suho turned and faced her, “You’re still as pretty as when I met you-”

She giggled and blushed, tucking her hair behind her ear, “Flattery will get you no where.

“How did you not rot in the cell that the detective put you in?” He finishes, walking up to her. Her face fell from a smile into a frown.

“Oppa, you’re being awfully mean.” She pouted at him, “You’re gonna ruin the fun.”

He raised his eyebrow at her, “Fun?”

She nodded and smiled again, “I know you want Y/n out of your life, I’m gonna make that happen for you.”

Suho’s eyes changed and he slammed her into one of the pillars, “If you ever... think about touching her..” He wrapped his hand around her throat, “I’ll kill you and every person you’ve ever loved.” He squeezed tighter, “You know I’m not lying.”

She clawed at his hands, trying to get a little room to breathe, “I’ll kill her.” She choked out

Suho smirked, “I’d like to see you try.” He leaned her off the pillar and slammed her back against it before letting her go.

She slid down and coughed, holding her neck, “Does she know?”

Suho turned and looked at her with a raised eyebrow, “Does she know that you helped them get away?”

He slowly made his way to her and bent down, “You’re really making it hard to let you live a little longer.”

Tears slid down her face, “I just want to love you.”

“You should have stayed away, darling. Whether its me or her, you will die. I wish it didn’t have to be this way, but you obviously didn’t listen to your dad before he died.” He wiped her eyes, “He told you to stay away from me, a hard head makes for a even harder hit.”

He stood back up and wiped her tears off his hand before throwing the towel at her.

“Get out of town.” He said with his back turned towards her while he walked away.

You were on your way back from a drop when a cop got behind your car.

Your driver looked back at you and you told him to pull over with a roll of your eyes.

Tae looked at you, “Why would they pull us over?”

“Who the fuck knows? This city has a bunch of fucking idiots in power.” You told him, checking your nails.

The cop walked up to the car ad made everyone get out, but you decided to stay in the car.

“Excuse me miss, I know I spoke loudly and clearly, get out of the car.” The cop said through your window.

You looked at him with a blank stare and he stared back, “Are you waiting for a special invitation?”

You chuckled and bit your tongue before pushing the door open, mocking him with a click of your tongue.

“I’ve never seen you before.”You said to him.

He nodded, “I’m new.”

You turned to Tae with a confused look, “Since when?”

“Since the chief died.” He responded.

Your eyes went wide and you looked at Tae again, “I’m surprised you looked so shocked.” He said.

You raised your eyebrow, and he walked towards you, patting you down, “Considering the fact that I think you killed him.”

You scoffed and put your arms down, “Why would I kill a cop that I had on my payroll,” you looked him up and down, focusing on his name tag, “Yoongi?”

He looked you up and down before Tae interrupted, “If you didn’t find anything, aren’t we free to go?”

You raised your eyebrow at him, “We’re free to go right, officer Yoongi?” You smiled at him before opening your car door and getting back in.

He stood by your door and leaned on the window, “I’ll see you around.”

You smirked at him, “I’m sure you will sweetheart.”

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nochuobsessed · 7 years ago

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Reign || Pt 26

Reign Masterlist

Word Count: 2.1k

Groups: BTS, EXO, Blackpink, Twice

Au: Royal

Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader, Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Angst | Fluff | Smut | Au

Warnings: abuse, sexual abuse, rape(?) this chapter is quite short, but the next is super long as my planning needed a really short chapter for everything to work. Also sorry my writing is crap

Previously:

“I’m afraid you’ll have to come to the throne room,” He said, grabbing a hold of your wrist. You looked to your ladies in fear, but gestured for them to go back up to their rooms. A Queen protects her people, and goes down first.

You were dragged to the throne room, to see Jungkook, on his knees with his hands tied behind his back. Upon seeing you, he started yelling at everyone to let you go.

He was bruised, with cuts everywhere. His cheeks were tear stained, and his eyes held no hope.

You were pushed to the ground in front of the thrones, landing on your side with a big thud.

“What- what’s happening?”

A high pitched laugh drew your attention. Sitting on the thrones were Sehun and Hyuna, wearing the matching Crowns that had gone missing.

“Sorry, Y/N, Jungkook,” Sehun said with an evil tone, “But we’re going to be the rulers from now on.”

You and Jungkook had been separated for weeks. You were kept in the royal chambers, whilst Jungkook was held in the dungeons. It didn’t take long for Sehun and Hyuna, or rather the King and Queen, to find out about Jihan’s whereabouts. Guards had already been sent to retrieve him, meaning to kill him as soon as possible.

You had been talking with your ladies, trying to take your mind off everything. Jungkook was being tortured, and Hyuna had frequently visited you to keep you miserable.

“You know,” She said, the crown dazzling on her blonde head, “Maybe we’ll keep Jungkook here after we’re done with you. He could be my, plaything. Any tips?”

You rolled your eyes, “I’d slit my throat before I let you anywhere near him.”

Hyuna pulled out a dagger, decorated with diamonds on the golden handle, “By all means, go ahead.”

You stood back up, “Leave. You may think you’re Queen, but I still hold a higher rank. Get out of my room before I take the dagger and stab you instead.”

Hyuna pulled a shocked face, “Treason.”

“That’s rich coming from someone that wants to take over the kingdom and kill the heir.”

“I’ll tell Jungkook you say hi.” Hyuna left, not wanting to hear any more of your facts. You sat down on your bed, clutching the material of your dress tightly. They only sent you food once a day, resulting in your dramatic weight loss. Your face lost the brightness it once had, and you couldn’t help but think that your kidnapping was happening all over again.

Jihyo came out of your closet, along with your other ladies who had to hide whenever the new rulers came to visit, “Y/N-“

“I’m fine,” You said, brushing a piece of your hair out of your face, “They won’t break me. I’ve gone through worse. But Jungkook-“

“We heard the screaming,” Nayeon said sadly, “Your name, over and over again.”

You wiped the stray tear off your cheeks, “I will find a way to help him. I’ll get us all out of this.”

Chaeyoung took your hand, “It’s not up to you-“

“It is,” You say with a bittersweet smile, “I’m your Queen. The King cannot fulfill his duty, so I take over. Hyuna and Sehun will bring this country to the ground.”

“We’ll help you,” Jihyo said, “You saved us, you took us away from one corrupt ruler, it’s only fair we pay you back.”

You nodded, a small smile finding its way to your face, before it drops again, “We need a plan. It’s been two weeks of living like this. Any longer and they’ll have a coronation.”

Nayeon’s eyes widened, “I have an idea. It’s crazy, but it might just work.”

You listened to the physicians words, a smirk gracing your features, “Done. We’ll start organizing. No one must know.”

Your ladies nodded, and began talking amongst themselves. You walked over to Jihan’s crib, picking up his blanket. You held it close, taking in a deep breath. It still smelt like Jihan. Like happiness. Like home.

Home is where those who you are close to are. But this wasn’t a home. Your son has a death warrant, and your Husband would die if the torture didn’t stop.

“We can do step one tomorrow-“

“No,” You said firmly, “We can’t waste time.”

Nayeon opened her mouth, but stopped. Jihyo looked alarmed, “She’s right. I’ll get the supplies.”

“I’ll leave,” Naeyeon said, “I’ll dress like a commoner doctor-“

“Y/N’s sick,” Chaeyoung said, “She needs you. Jungkook will need you when he comes back. I’ll go.”

You nod slowly, “Thank you.”

Jungkook had never been in a situation like this before. Chained up in a cold, wet dungeon, receiving beatings every other hour. Not knowing if his wife and son were alive. The worst he’d been through was your kidnapping, and his parents death.

Now he knew how you felt in Min. In utter agony, feeling helpless and dead. But he’d keep fighting.

The door opened, and the echoing sounds of heels filled the room. Jungkook knew who it was, but he always silently hoped for someone else.

“Jungkookie!” Hyuna sang, “Were you waiting for me?”

Jungkook said nothing, instead he scoffed and rolled his eyes. Hyuna pouted as if she had just been offended, which she most likely was, “After all this time, you haven’t fallen for me?”

Jungkook pulled on the chains, “I love Y/N.”

Hyuna laughed manically, “That whore? She’s only using you.”

“My family, will survive this,” Jungkook choked, trying to stop the threatening tears from falling, “I have an heir. I am the King. My Queen is strong. You are nothing-“

Hyuna walked forward, grabbing a hold of his face and messily kissing him. Jungkook turned his face to the side, coughing as to make her leave him alone.

She trailed her hands up and down his revealed chest, “I’ll do you a deal. Fuck me, and I’ll let you see Y/N.”

Jungkook spat on her, “I’d never betray her.”

Hyuna raised her eyebrows, “But would she betray you? She cheated on Baekhyun, after all.”

Jungkook’s head shot up at the name, “What do you know of Baekhyun?”

Hyuna circled the room, before stopping, facing one of the stone walls, “He was my cousin. He died trying to protect Y/N. And I’m sure you will too.” She walked closer to the royal, “I’m trying to figure out, why you both would do anything to protect her. She’s a slut, a mess of a Queen. It’s pitiful, really.”

Jungkook shook his head, “The love I have for her, we had for her, was everlasting. I strongly believe no one can love as much as she can. She loved us both. She would’ve married Baekhyun if he’d survived. But he died. I love her more than anything. More than the sun and stars. If I die protecting her, I’ll die a proud man, knowing I did everything in my power to save her.”

Hyuna giggled, grabbing a dagger and making a cut in the side of his face, “And if I killed you now?”

Jungkook took in a sharp breath, “Do it then. You don’t have the nerve.”

Hyuna stopped, dropping the dagger, the metallic sound breaking the silence, “Maybe you’re right. But Sehun will kill you. Don’t worry about that. You will die a slow, painful death.”

Jungkook said nothing, and Hyuna left the room, swaying her hips in a way that repulsed him. Every day, the same thing. Sleep with me and you can see Y/N. He knew it was all lies. She was a disgusting women, engaged to an even more disgusting man.

He screamed out your name, his chest jolting from his sobbing, “I love you.”

“Y/N he’s here.”

You gulped, and straightened out your dress. He had been visiting you daily. Sometimes to grope you, others to tease you. You hated him with a passion.

The door swung open, and Sehun strides in. The guards following him stop outside your room, closing the door.

“Y/N,” He says, walking towards you. His hands find your waist, turning you around, “You’ve lost weight.”

You wince at his words, “You haven’t been feeding me.”

Sehun chuckled, his hands now roaming your body, “That was the point. Your bones are beautiful. They make you look so dainty and small. They fit perfectly in my hands-“

“Please stop,” You whimpered, your eyes tightly shut, as if you could open your eyes and he’d be gone, “Haven’t you done enough?”

“Jungkook’s still alive,” Sehun said, backing away from you as you walked away from him with a fast pace, “He always screams how much he loves you.”

Your head drops, your limp hair covering your face, “I know. I can hear him.”

Sehun nods, “Would you like to see him?”

Your head shoots up, before you remember whom you are dealing with, “You wouldn’t let me.”

“All these assumptions. I’m not a complete villain-“

“No, you really are,” You say, “You’re a horrible person.”

“That’s a bit harsh,” Sehun says, “But I’ll accept it. I have an offer.”

“What is it.”

He walked forward, “You sleep with me. Right here, right now. Only this once, and I wont cum inside of you. You do that, and I’ll let Jungkook move back up here. No more torture.”

You froze. Half of you wanted to say no, not wanting to betray Jungkook. But you couldn’t let him be tortured any longer, that and the fact if he was released, than you could both work together to get out.

“Okay,” You say, swallowing your proud, “I’ll do it. But only once and you let Jungkook go.”

Sehun’s lips quirked up into a smirk, “’I’ll have him sent up once I’m done. But first-“

He walked over to you, roughly kissing your chapped lips. He pulled out his dagger, cutting your dress in half at the front. He ripped it open, leaving you wearing barely anything.

“This will be fun.”

He finished quickly. You cried the whole time. You had cheated on Jungkook and the guilt was worse than anything you’d felt before. But it would be worth him hating you, as long as he didn’t get hurt anymore.

Jungkook had been informed that his wife had secured his safety. He wasn’t sure how, but he was grateful. He was happy to finally be reunited with you.

When he entered the room, he expected a happy reunion, you running up to him and kissing him, feeling your body against his once more. But all he saw was you, your torn dress lazily placed on you. You were crying and hadn’t even realized he had come back.

“Y/N?”

You looked up to see him, and smiled weakly. He limped over to you, attempting to hug you, “Please don’t touch me.”

Jungkook’s face fell into concern, “What did he do to you?” He touched the ripped dress, feeling the fabric, “Did he violate you?”

Your sobbing grew louder, “No, he didn’t. It was my choice.”

“Your choice what?” Jungkook asked, his chest growing tight.

You looked at him in the eyes, “He, he said if I slept with him he would let you go. He’d stop hurting you. I can deal with you hating me for cheating, but I can’t deal with you dying.”

Jungkook stood up, weakly walking to the other side of the room, “You slept with him. For me? You let him touch you so that I wouldn’t get hurt?”

“I-I’m so sorry,” You whispered, hiding your face in your hands. Jungkook didn’t know what to say, but he wasn’t mad. He knew he would’ve been killed soon if it weren’t for you.

“I’m going to kill him.”

You looked up, “You’re not mad at me?”

Jungkook walked over to you, pulling you into his weak arms, “He knew you’d do it. You’d do anything to save our family. Thank you. But I really am going to kill him.”

You regained your composure, looking over all of Jungkook’s wounds. You quickly got a bowl of water and a cloth, dabbing at the cuts and bruises. He hissed as some of them were particularly painful, but still let you treat him, “Did Hyuna-“

“She tried,” He said, as you cleaned the cut on his face from earlier, “I wouldn’t let her. Me sleeping with someone for my safety is different than you sleeping with someone for my safety.”

You kissed his forehead, “I thought you were going to die.”

“I did too,” He confessed, kissing your hand, “I thought you were dead.”

You sat down next to him, and he pressed his lips to yours, “Did he hurt you?”

“He was harsh, and finished quickly,” You explained, “Didn’t cum in me at least.”

Jungkook let out a soft laugh, “Only I can do that. You are mine. You saved me.”

You cupped his face, “Lie down, my love. You need to rest.” Jungkook nodded. Resting his head on the pillow, he pulled you down with him, tracing the outline of your face, “I thought I would forget you.”

You sighed, “We’ll be okay… I promise.”

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Angel in the Darkness (M) pt.9

Summary: After a patient urgently pleads you to go and help a friend of his, you naively agree to it. Little did you know, that you would get more than what you agreed to, when he leads you to a brothel, to help a dangerous prostitute named Jeon Jungkook.

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader (ft. Jin, but not romantically)

Word count: 4.3k

Genre: Smut (M), angst, mafia!au, prostitution!au

A/N:This is a dark and filthy story! Graphic descriptions of sex (oral, penetration, etc), heavy dom/sub undertones, drug use, vulgar language use… This is a mature read! You have been warned!

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“You lied to me!” the 15yr old Jungkook screeched in agony. He couldn’t stop the salty tears from streaming down his puffy face, as he looked at his older brother with pure hatred.

Jin, lifelessly looked at his youngest sibling and sighed in an annoyed tone, “What was I supposed to tell you?”

“The truth!” the doe eyed boy spat.

“It doesn’t work like that Jungkook, especially in this family.”

“Family?!” Jungkook laughed, sounding as if he had gone insane. “You think I’d call this a family?!”

At that, Jin closed his eyes in frustration – he knew that it was never easy for any of them to find out the truth, but Jungkook was by far taking it the worse. He recalled the others had shown great anger momentarily, but then they would get over it. Hell, even him himself hadn’t shown any emotions when his father told him the truth about his own mother. But maybe that was because Jungkook was different from the rest of them. He still… felt emotion, he still cared for others, and hadn’t become a cold-hearted machine that followed orders like the rest of them did.

And that’s when Jin discovered he had to change that.

“Why are you getting so upset Kookie?” the elder said with a chilling voice. “I understand that your mother dying is quite saddening, but…” he trailed off, only to find the boy looking directly at him with fiery in his eyes.

He knew that he should have stopped – but he couldn’t. He needed to break him. So, he didn’t let the twisted smile on his face disappear, as he spoke the dreaded act Jungkook had committed;

“…you’re the one who stabbed her to death.”

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Jungkook hated liars. He hated being lied to, but he couldn’t help but think bitterly at the fact that he hated himself the most. He absolutely despised how naïve and innocent he once was, believing anything an elder told him. He hated that he wasn’t smart enough to catch on to what his father was doing. He hated his brothers for not telling him the truth about what happened to his mother. He hated everyone. But then he had met you…

It was as if you had a certain bright aura around you, that managed to make him forget. Forget all the terrible things he’s done. Forget all the unfortunate events that has happened to him. And make him himself, a man who is destined to burn in hell – believe that he could be happy.

But he should have known, that this was just a treacherous cycle of being taking advantage of. He should have known that the god above, found great pleasure in punishing him for his sins. He should have known that he could never be happy, because he simply doesn’t deserve it.

But you… were just so special to him. You were able to break down his barriers, over his carefree facade, and were able to make him feel loved. Or at least, he thought you did.

Because he was foolish to forget that even the purest of angels, can fall.

So, he couldn’t even describe the feeling he felt right at that moment stepping out of the shower, only to hear your panicked voice mumbling on the phone. He couldn’t even describe the betrayal of hearing you frantically shout his dreaded step brother’s name. He didn’t even want to believe it.

His suspicions on you were right from the very beginning – you did work for his father. Why else would you know Jin? Why else would you just randomly come all the way to the specific brothel he worked at? You were obviously sent there, probably with the task of getting him to have his guard down, he assumed. Oh, and it worked, it definitely worked. But he wouldn’t let them win. He wouldn’t let you get away with it.

Thus, with blurred eyes, he grabbed the pistol that was located underneath the bathroom sink and walked silently up to your unknowing form.

“You have two minutes to convince me why I shouldn’t shoot your brains out, you sick liar.”

You froze at the sound of his voice. The cold metal against your head felt numb, compared to the deep ache in your chest. Just the mere sound of his tone, broke your heart. Why? Well that was because you could hear how broken he was. Hell, you could even feel it.

But why… why was he so upset? You knew Jungkook had a certain disdain for untruthful people, but you seriously doubted he would point a gun at them. And what did he even think you were lying about?

Your mind flashed backed to the memory of being at that club with him, and how threatening he was towards you. You remembered how he was about to ask if you worked for somebody, before Hyuna interrupted him.

Who did he think you worked for?

You figured that was a key question to why he was acting so hostile towards you.

If he’s willing to kill someone he thinks works for this ‘person’ that would mean he most likely hates this person…

You were desperately trying to piece together some sort of conclusion, to give you an idea of how to respond to Jungkook, until you realized something crucial.

Didn’t Jin say that Jungkook hated him? That’s why he made you go and see Jungkook, instead of himself. And if he overheard you talking to Jin on the phone, that’s what most likely made him angry.

He must think I’m working for Jin! Or at least have some sort of connection to him.

You knew that what you were thinking was a bit of a stretch, but it was the only thing you could muster up as an answer. Besides, you weren’t even working for Jin, he technically wasn’t even your own patient for crying out loud!

But there was still something that didn’t make sense – why would he think Jin would harm him? Jin wanted to help him… right?

Ughh! This doesn’t make any sense! How exactly do they even know each other?

Your scrabbled thoughts are suddenly interrupted when you feel the gun pressed harder to the back of your head.

“One minute has already passed,” Jungkook spoke in a monotonous voice.

Your heart dropped, as you didn’t like the sound of that at all. Not the threat of the gun, but the dullness in his tone. You wanted him smile at you, with that cocky and playful smirk of his. You wanted to hear his velvety voice, while you looked into his beautiful chocolate orbs. You wanted him to hug you in his strong arms, and stay in that position for the rest of your life. You wanted… to be with him.

And you thought that after last night, that your wants may have came true – the man who was able to make you fall in love so easily, make you smile so effortlessly, and make you everlastingly happy – be yours.

But you weren’t living in a fairy-tale.

You were destined for sadness.

As if your father never showing up, getting picked on, or even losing your mother wasn’t enough.

The one man you loved, was literally seconds away from ending your life.

What a cruel destiny…

Closing your eyes tightly, while trying to stop the tears from falling, you shakily spoke. “Jungkook…”

He doesn’t reply, there was only a sharp exhale through his nostrils with the gun pressed in even harder.

“What do you think I’m l-lying about?”

“Oh please Y/n, don’t try to act like your clueless,” he snarled. “I know you lied about why you met me.”

“How?”

You could tell he was irritated by your questions, because you felt the pressure of the gun removed suddenly, only for him to roughly push you down till your stomach and breasts were pushed flat against the table. Your then surprised when you felt him grab your arms, then twist them to be locked behind your back, held by his iron grip. He then leant down, till you could feel the heat from his broad chest, just barely touching your pinned arms and back.

While one hand holds your arms down, he uses his free hand to mockingly pet your hair behind your right ear.

“I think I should be the one asking the questions,” he said in an eerily chilling voice. It wasn’t as harsh as before, but somehow, it still terrified you.

“Now tell me…” he breathed heavily, “Why did you really meet me? Someone purposely sent you, didn’t they?”

“Y-yes,” you stuttered while your face was pressed down onto the cold counter top.

“Who?”

Seeing as you had no other choice, you decided it was best to be completely honest with him. The only thing you were worried about was that, what if he didn’t believe you? You couldn’t really blame him though, could you? He’s expressed various times that he’s been tricked before in the past, making it hard for him to trust people, and now you’re one of the people who also partially deceived him.

And you hated that. It made you feel horrible.

But you were going to fix this, you just needed more time though. You needed to get Jungkook to believe you once again, before those people Jin warned you about came…

The more you thought about it, the more you were starting to panic.

You cleared your throat, before you nervously spoke, “His name is Seokjin, Kim Seokjin.”

You didn’t know what to expect next, as you knew there was an undying hatred Jungkook had for Jin, but you still didn’t know why. Jin never told you the reason as to why he hated him, which you so desperately wanted to find out.

What happened between them?

There was a suspenseful pause before you heard Jungkook speak up again, sounding completely emotionless. “How do you know him?”

“He’s a patient of mine… well not even mine. He was a patient at the rehab facility I work at.”

You heard Jungkook snicker, “A patient? Y/n you should know better than to fool me more than once.”

You could identify the hint of venom in his tone, and it made you worry he wouldn’t believe you.

“I swear to you, I’m not lying! I could even pull up his file for yo-”

“How do I know it’s not a fake? How am I supposed to know what is truthful coming out of that tainted mouth of yours?!” he interrupted, with a loud voice.

Oh no, he’s getting angry! What am I supposed to do?!

Your silence angers him more, so he snakes his hand to grab a painful hold of your long hair, then pulls it back harshly.

“Aghh!” you yelped in pain, as he pulled your head up from the table by your hair, so he could growl into your ear.

“Tell me the fucking truth Y/n. Be a good girl and don’t make this harder than it needs to be.”

His voice had somewhat of a sinister tone to it, making you cower in fear. This was not Jungkook. You knew he was trying to intimidate you, to make you spill up, but he didn’t even need to! You were telling him the truth!

Why does he have to be so damn stubborn!?

“J-Jungkook…” you whimpered, since the position he pinned you in made your neck and scalp ache. “Please…”

He tugged your hair harshly, as he chuckled darkly into your ear, “Please what, kitten?”

“Y-You’re hurting me!” you choked out, while you could feel your eyes start to water.

Upon seeing your pained expression, Jungkook’s menacing smile dropped, as he was having an inner conflict within himself.

He didn’t like that he was hurting you… but weren’t you here to hurt him? He was so sure that you were sent here to hunt him down by his father, so he knew that the only solution to this was killing you.

But he couldn’t bring himself to do it.

He’s killed many people over the years; some which were deserving, and some that were innocent. But with you, he just couldn’t do it. Already seeing the frightened look in your eyes and voice felt like a stab to his heart, since he knew he was the cause of it.

He just, didn’t know what to believe anymore…

His grip on your hair faltered a bit, but he still held you down while he muttered, “N-no, you’re hurting me!”

That’s it! He’s breaking!

Although you were saddened to hear the brokenness in his voice – you needed him to be vulnerable. No walls, no facades, just him being open, and completely defenceless. That’s when he would not get his feelings get caught with his actions, and you would be able to reason with him.

“Jungkook, please… let me tell you what happened.”

“You hurt me…” he whispered quietly in response.

It was a silent now, and all you could hear was his irregular breathing right above your ear. You could feel your own lip quiver, as you really did feel like shit. You did hurt him. He trusted you, but you lied to him. At the time, you thought it was a little white lie, but now you were seeing how deep it was.

I need to know what is his relationship between Jin…

“Jin was put into rehabilitation for being an alcoholic, and having a drug addiction.” You said quietly, breaking the silence.

You didn’t hear him respond, so you continued, “He was my senior co-worker’s patient, you know, Jessica?”

On one of your coffee dates with him, you did mention Jessica’s name a couple of times, telling him about your work. So you knew he was familiar with the name.

“Mmh.” Jungkook breathed quietly, indicating that he remembered her.

There was a faint smile itched upon your face, as you were happy that he was finally listening to you – regardless of the uncomfortable position he still trapped you in.

“Well he was her patient, but then one day she asked me to cover her communication session with him, even though I’m not qualified for that yet. But she still trusted me.”

“Why did she ask you so suddenly?” Jungkook questioned.

Surprised by his voice, you replied cautiously, “Her boyfriend got into a car accident, so she went to the hospital and asked me to cover.”

“Continue.”

Clearing your throat, you then said, “When I met him, he was so different. It didn’t even look like he belonged in a rehab centre… he seemed normal. And after the first session, he continued to request for me instead of Jessica… I guess he just felt more comfortable around me.”

You stay quiet after that, not sure if you should continue since Jungkook remained silent. That is until he grabbed your hair again, and pulled it, making you wince.

“Did I say stop?” he harshly whispered into your ear.

“T-The pattern of meeting up for the scheduled sessions continued on for a month,” you stuttered. He never really told me anything personal, since whenever I w-would mention it, he seemed stressed.”

Of course, that fucker would be stressed about it… Jungkook mentally seethed.

“A-And then after that month, he asked me to do a favour for him…”

“What favour?”

You were going to answer him, but the grip he had on hair was becoming way too uncomfortable, that you felt tears threatening to fall from your eyes. Dammit! He’s getting defensive again!

“J-Jungkook please…” you whimpered. “You’re pulling my hair too h-hard.”

“Then be a good girl, and answer the question,” he said intimidatingly.

You groaned, as you could sense him not listening to you again. He was letting his emotions guide his actions, which was full of anger. And that scared you.

Would you ever get him to believe you?

And when that thought crossed your mind – you couldn’t hold it in anymore. You tried so hard to keep your emotions intact, to stay level headed, and strong, but you couldn’t anymore. Not now, after this fear of him not believing you. The dreaded ache you thought of, if he hated you forever…

Losing him…

You felt Jungkook stiffen when you opened your voice again, except this time, it came out as a desperate sob. “H-He asked me to help a friend of his, saying that he was scared of losing him. I’ve never seen him be so worried before, so I agreed to it. I didn’t even know where he was sending me, but I trusted him,” you paused, as the tears fell down your puffy cheeks. “And that’s how I met you…”

Not hearing a response from him, you just decided to continue, “He told me not to say who sent me to you. When I asked w-why, he said that you hated him.”

Well, he’s not wrong about that…

“To be honest, I didn’t even know what I was getting myself into… its just that, when I looked at him, I knew he was desperate, so I felt like I was obligated to help,” you sobbed quietly. “That’s how I got the vip card to access the brothel, since Jin gave it to me. I was so nervous, and when I saw you…” you trailed off, remembering the fateful first day you met Jungkook. “I-I just didn’t expect to meet someone like you…” you smiled at the last bit, even though tears streamed down your face.

“He told me to just get you to trust me, and to open up your feelings, I still don’t know the specific reason why, as he still hasn’t told me yet.” You took a shaky breath as you continued, “But that didn’t matter, since after that night from the bar, when I told you about my parents, I liked you…”

Liked me?

You smiled faintly while sniffling, “I wanted to get to know you, not because of Jin, but because I personally liked you as a person. I was intrigued by you, and found myself happy just to spend time with you.”

Jungkook didn’t respond at all, he just stayed still, making you worried that he didn’t even acknowledge what you said. You were starting to feel hopeless.

“P-Please believe me Jungkook, I swear to you that’s the truth!” you stammered out in desperation. “And i-i’m sorry.”

“For what?” was his short reply. It didn’t even sound like he was asking a question, rather commanding you to just speak.

“For not being truthful with you from the beginning. I really do mean it when I say I’m sorry, but I promise you, everything else was real!” you choked.

“What was real?”

Everything…

“The stuff we talked about whenever we would hang out, all the smiles we shared, even the feelings…”

Feelings?

“I swear to you Jungkook, that besides not telling you about why I met you, I have been completely truthful and honest.”

“Now why would you do that?” he said, almost mocking you.

Because I love you…

“B-Because you’re not my friend, you’re much more than that to me,” you replied.

“What am I to you?”

The person I want to be with…

“You’re my Jungkook,” you said quietly, repeating the similar words he said to you when you two made love.

His silence, gives you enough courage to continue speaking, even if you were a sobbing mess. “And last night, you told me I was yours…” you trailed off, feeling your cheeks burn at the memory of all the moaning and pleasurable acts you two did.

But before you could continue your sentence, you heard Jungkook’s speak up, this time sounding a bit softer.

“What about that?” he didn’t know what to expect, but when he heard you choke out the reason, he stiffened.

“I want that to be true. I want to be with you Jungkook.”

“Why…” he whispered, feeling his heart beat quicken.

You know why, silly…

Even though you were crying, you couldn’t help but smile through it, as you felt shy suddenly to admit the reason. “I think you know why…”

His aggressive hold on you diminishes, so that now it was just him having his arms on either side of you, hovering over you. He was so close, it was almost like a back hug, even though you were still bent over the table.

“Can you enlighten me?” he asked softy, with a hint of uneasiness.

“Because…” you gulped, feeling a lump form in your throat since your nerves were getting the better of you. “It’s because I love you.”

After saying your confession, you suddenly felt strong hands grip your waist to flip you over, so you were now laying on your back. You can finally see his face, as he looks at your own with wide teary eyes.

And when he looked directly into your tear stained, and blushed face that had a small smile – he saw it. He saw the honestly and love behind your eyes. He knew it was true since the only other person who had cared for him, had that same sparkle of adoration in their eyes.

He then knew, that you were telling the truth. He believed you. But he couldn’t help but feel a remorseful sense crawl up the back of his spine when he continued to look into your loving eyes.

Why?

Because the last person who cared for him – was brutally killed by his own hands.

“J-Jungkook?” you quietly questioned sitting up on the table now, while he stood frozen, silently gaping at you.

Why was he just staring at you? But the look on his face made you worried, as it looked as if something was bothering him. Almost, as if he was scared of something…

Maybe he doesn’t love me back… you felt your heart shatter just to the thought of it.

Before you could even ask him if he was all right, he spoke in a shaky tone.

“Y/n…” he stammered nervously. “You can’t love me.”

Huh?

“W-why?” you asked in confusion.

He sighed in grief as he replied, “Because you deserve someone far better than me.”

What is he talking about? “What do you mean? Jun-”

“Bad things happen to anyone who’s around me Y/n,” he interrupted.

At the mention of “bad things” you remembered your phone call with Jin, and you felt your blood freeze. You were so caught up in making Jungkook believe you, that you had completely forgot about Jin’s warnings.

You were just still so confused though, as to what was happening. And that scared you. You just knew that you and Jungkook had to get out of there; immediately.

Driven by worry, you got off the table hastily and walked up to Jungkook, who was now looking down at the floor. You but your hands gently on his shoulders to make him look at you.

“Jungkook that’s not true. You aren’t a bad person,” you said firmly, while looking into his gloomy eyes.

“You don’t know the things I’ve done,” he muttered in response, remembering all the horrible things he was forced to do.

What had gotten into him? Why was he so shaken up? You wanted to desperately make him feel better, but you also had to warn him about what Jin told you.

Ughh! What should I do!?

“Jungkook, I’ve dealt with a lot of ‘bad’ people before, and you are certainly not one of them,” you said as your grip remained on his shoulders. “Now please, you must listen to me. The reason Jin called me so randomly was because he was warning me about something…”

His eyes remained sullen as he asked you, “Warn about what?”

“I-I don’t know…” you trailed off, as you were starting to panic since you were scared. “He said that someone was coming, to k-kill us. I don’t know who, but lets just get out of here, please let’s just leave!”

Jungkook’s fists balled up, and his nostrils flared as he was quick to conclude who it was Jin had warned you about.

“I know who it is…” he spoke with venom, as he closed his eye in anger.

“You do? Who-”

“It’s my father,” he interrupted, while he was trying his best to control his emotions.

Father? Didn’t he say that his parents were dead?

Confused, you asked, “I thought you said your parents passed away?”

“I don’t consider that monster my father. I can’t even consider him as a human,” he snarled in hatred.

This wasn’t making any sense to you – why would his own father want to kill him? What about his mother?

As if he read your mind, he reluctantly said, “And as for my mother…” he trailed off, trying his best not to let the tears fall from his eyes. “I… k-killed her.”

He felt your hands on his shoulders stiffen, as he saw you looking at him with wide gaping eyes.

You just stood there, not knowing what to do or say – just completely shocked. There were a billion questions running through your mind, but the only thing you could muster out of your mouth was, “Why…?”

Jungkook looked at you through tearful eyes, as you saw a certain darkness gloom over them. “Because… it wasn’t her…”

What?

But before you could question him about it, the door to his apartment suddenly broke down, startling you.

You both snapped your heads to the entrance and to both your horrors, see a group of ten men stomping in, all of them armed with guns.

Before any of you could react, you saw all the men raising their guns, cornering both you and Jungkook.

They found us…

Then they fired, sending several sleeping darts into your directions…

…knocking both you and Jungkook, unconscious to the ground.

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