#hyunjin supernatural au

[hanniebaeee]

Midnight Whispers

Demon! Hyunjin x fem!reader

Warnings: SMUT MDNI

Genre: supernatural au!, slight angst, smut

Summary: You suffer from insomnia, and on a sleepless night, you tune into a midnight radio show...and the voice that you hear captivates you and consumes you completely.

It was close to midnight again. You tossed and turned in your bed, pulling the blanket closer in a feeble attempt to catch some sleep. You groaned as you thought about your early shift tomorrow.

But insomnia had become your companion. You desperately wanted to sleep. To just get some rest. But here you were, wide awake and terribly fatigued. The room was dark, except for the faint glow of the little alarm clock on your bedside table.

You sighed and turned around, your eyes falling on the clock, and then on the old radio you had bought on a whim from an antique shop near your workplace. It was surprising that it still worked, despite the fact that it looked ancient.

You tuned in to a familiar station, but the static made it nearly impossible to hear anything clearly. With a frustrated sigh, you twisted the dial a bit further when suddenly, the static faded, replaced by the smoothest, most captivating voice you’d ever heard.

“Hello, night owls. Welcome back to another midnight hour with me… Hyunjin.”

You froze.

The voice. It was rich and smooth, sending shivers skittering down your spine. Your fingers paused on the dial as you leaned in closer, the tiny hairs on the back of your neck standing on end.

“If you’re awake right now, it’s probably because you can’t sleep. Or maybe…” he paused, “you’re waiting for me.”

Your lips parted, as you stared at the old radio wide eyed.

“I’ll be your company tonight,” Hyunjin purred, his voice dropping lower. “Let’s make this hour ours.”

You didn’t sleep that night.

It became a ritual. You realize that the station was all white noise all through the day. But at midnight, you heard his voice again. Every night, Hyunjin spoke like he knew you. Like he was speaking only to you.

“Another long day, hmm? I can feel your exhaustion, love. But don’t worry… I’m here now.” His voice dripped with warmth, and maybe a tinge of teasing?

You found yourself smiling despite knowing that he's talking to hundreds of listeners. You should have been afraid of how addicted you were getting. And about how accurately he described your day, or even randomly throwing in the little details.

Like the little daily earrings you wore. Or the worn out old sweater that you wore. A simple baby pink one.

“You look good in that color,” Hyunjin whispered. “So beautiful...”

Your breath hitched, eyes darting to your reflection in the mirror. How could he possibly know? You shook your head, cheeks burning.

This was ridiculous. A mere coincidence. And yet, you couldn’t stop listening. Or stop craving him.

And the days? They became unbearable. You were completely consumed by thoughts of him. His voice looped in your mind like a song you couldn’t forget. You flinched whenever someone spoke too loudly. You did your job almost mechanically and every second leading up to midnight felt like torture.

By the time the clock struck twelve, you were already perched on the edge of your bed, fingers gripping the edge of the radio as if it were a lifeline. And when his voice came through - you were done for.

“My favorite listener… waiting for me again, aren’t you?”

“Maybe,” you whispered, though he couldn’t hear you.

“I like that you need me.” His chuckle was low, intimate. “You make my nights worthwhile too.”

Your breath hitched. Every word he spoke felt like a caress, like his fingers sliding over your skin and settling deep within you. He talked about everything and nothing. You didn't understand his world or his poetic words sometimes, but each passing day, you were caught in his seductive web - a little tighter.

His voice was darker, a bit softer, like the brush of satin against bare skin.

“Do you know what you do to me? Knowing you’re out there, listening? It’s…intoxicating.”

Your pulse quickened and goosebumps covered your skin.

“I think about you, even when I shouldn’t. About how you might sound saying my name.”

“Hyunjin,” you whispered, your voice shaky.

The static crackled, and then he laughed darkly.

“Good girl.” he cooed, and the words hit you like lightning. Your hands gripped the edge of your bed as his voice continued to seep into you.

You let out a shaky breath and you heard him exhale as well.

“You’re so good for me,” Hyunjin purred, his voice dipping lower, like the stroke of a hand over your neck. “So obedient. I can imagine you, on your bed, holding on to my voice like it’s the only thing tethering you to the world. Are you trembling for me, baby?”

“Yes,” you breathed, your head tilting back, knees pulling tighter against your chest as heat bloomed between your thighs.

“I wish I could see you. Touch you.” His words were laced with a longing that mirrored your own. “Do you think about it too? My hands on you, my lips whispering all the little things I want to do to you?”

“Yes,” you gasped again, your nails digging into your palms. The image was too vivid, his voice too close.

“I’d be so gentle at first,” Hyunjin said, his voice dropping, dragging over your senses. “Tracing your skin, feeling every inch of you shiver under my fingertips. But then…”

He paused, a wicked laugh crackling through the speaker.

“Then I’d ruin you, just the way you want me to,”

Your entire body was burning. You pressed your forehead to your knees, a strangled sound escaping your lips.

“Hyunjin,” you whispered his name, broken and raw, and the static seemed to stutter in response.

“That’s it, love,” he crooned. “Say my name. Let me hear you. Let me feel you.”

You shivered, a desperate moan catching in your throat as your head fell back against the headboard.

Every day, you floated through your routine like a ghost, restless and jittery. You waited for Hyunjin’s voice to unravel you piece by piece. You were disconnecting from your world, your loneliness only fueling the need to be with Hyunjin more and more. You knew this was unhealthy.

But the worst part was you didn’t want it to stop. You craved him, and each night, his words pulled you deeper into the spiral.

“You’ve been so patient, my love,” Hyunjin’s voice was softer than usual. “I can feel how much you want me.”

You closed your eyes, feeling his words wrapping around you like a lover’s embrace.

“Tell me, sweetheart. Do you dream about me? Do you wish to feel me beside you?”

“Yes,” you whispered, your voice trembling. ‘Please, yes-”

“I want it too,” he admitted, his voice rougher now. “I want you so bad…I think about you all the time…alone in your bed, aching for me.”

Your heart stuttered and your entire body shivered.

“One day, sweetheart,” he promised, his voice a dark caress. “One day, I’ll find you. And when I do, you won’t have to imagine anymore. I’ll make you feel everything you’ve been craving. Until then… keep waiting for me. Keep needing me. I’ll always be here, just for you.”

The radio went silent, and you collapsed against your bed, gasping for air as his words echoed in your mind.

You were spiraling. You knew it.

But it didn’t matter. Nothing mattered, except him.

For three nights, your world had been silent.

The radio sat where it always did, the faint hum of static mocking you. Because Hyunjin wasn’t there. His voice wasn’t there.

You’d tried to convince yourself it was just a glitch. Maybe the old radio was finally dying. That he’d never abandon you.

And now, as the third sleepless night bled into day, your body was failing you. You hadn’t eaten in days. You hadn’t even moved off your bed. It felt pointless without him. Everything felt pointless.

You were scared. The loneliness, and all the insecurities that you'd buried away, everything that Hyunjin was able to cure… slowly crept back. The emptiness clawed at your chest, dragging you down into a darkness that felt deeper than the night.

A part of you whispered that this was it - that you were dying. And right now, it didn't seem like such a bad idea.

But then, the air in the room shifted. Everything dulled around you, leaving only a heavy, charged silence. You felt it before you saw it - a presence, so dark and powerful.

Hyunjin.

He stood in the doorway, silhouetted by the faint moonlight streaming through the window. His dark hair fell in soft waves around his face, his features sharp and so achingly beautiful. He looked otherworldly - too perfect to be of your world.

But his eyes… they burned. Deep and crimson, glowing faintly in the darkness, they raked over you with hunger.

You wanted to speak, but your voice wouldn’t come. You sat up on your bed, your eyes taking him in. You weren't sure if you were dreaming.

“You shouldn’t look at me like that,” he murmured, stepping inside. His voice floated over to you, and you shuddered.

He was here. He was really here.

“Hyunjin,” you croaked, the sound barely audible.

His name on your lips made him falter. Guilt flickered across his face, but it was gone as quickly as it came, replaced by something darker. Something primal.

“You’re not dreaming, my love.” His voice was a low rasp, heavy with emotion.

If this wasn’t a dream…

“Why did you leave me?” The question tore from your throat, raw and broken, a sob catching on the edges of your words.

Hyunjin flinched, his jaw tightening. He looked almost… pained.

“I had to,” he said softly, his gaze dropping to the floor. “I stayed too long. I took too much. I thought… if I left, you’d be free of me.”

“Free of you?” You let out a bitter laugh. “There’s nothing left to free.”

Your words hung heavy in the air, and he crossed the room in a single step, kneeling beside your bed. His hand hovered over your cheek, but he didn’t touch you.

“I didn’t mean for this to happen,” he murmured, his voice cracking. “You were supposed to be like the others - a fleeting moment of pleasure…to sustain me. But you…”

“You’re different…I don’t want to destroy you,” he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper, his crimson eyes meeting yours. “But I can’t let you go, either.”

All you could do was stare at him.

“You’ve been feeding on me,” you said slowly, the realization sinking in. “All this time.”

Hyunjin didn’t deny it.

“I feed on emotions - desire, love…lust. It’s how I survive. And you…” His voice softened, his gaze turning tender. “You’ve been a feast.”

His words should have scared you. They should have made you scream and fight. But you were too far gone for that.

All you felt was relief.

“You didn’t have to leave,” you said, your voice trembling. “I would’ve given you everything. I still will.”

Hyunjin’s eyes darkened, the glow intensifying as his hunger bled through.

“Don’t say that,” he growled, his hand dropping and fisting at his side. “You don’t understand -.”

“I do,” you said firmly. “I don’t care what you are, Hyunjin. I just need you.”

With a groan that sounded almost like a curse, he gave in, his hand finally brushing against your cheek. The touch sent a jolt through your weak, shaking body. You closed your eyes as his thumb ran over your lips. He leaned closer, his breath warm against your skin.

“Look at me,” He said, and you obey, to find his crimson eyes searching yours.

“Tell me you’re mine,” he murmured, his voice low and possessive.

“Yes,” you whispered, tears slipping down your cheeks. “I’m yours.”

Hyunjin’s lips brushed against yours, soft and hesitant. But you pressed closer, desperately, clinging to him with what little strength you had left.

And then the kiss deepened. It was raw - his hunger bleeding into every movement, every touch. His hands roamed over your body, careful yet possessive, as though trying to memorize every inch of you.

But there was something else in his touch. Something tender. Something that felt dangerously close to love.

“If I stay,” he said softly. “I can’t promise I won’t hurt you.”

“I don’t care,” you replied, tears still streaming down your face. “Just don’t leave me again.”

Hyunjin closed his eyes, as he whispered, “Never.”

Surrendering to Hyunjin wasn't as terrifying as you thought. It felt like the most intoxicating freedom you had ever known. You were completely in awe of him - his power, his elegance, the way he moved so gracefully, dripping with sensuality and control.

His fingers grazed over the soft curve of your jaw. The touch was light and teasing, and you craved for more.

Hyunjin’s gaze was fixed on you as his fingers danced down your neck, then to your shoulder, brushing the strap of your nightgown. Your breath hitched as he pulled it down, slowly, teasingly, exposing your skin to him.

He left soft open mouthed kisses down your shoulder, your chest…down to your breast, which he cupped gently. You felt a faint chill in your body. Like it was swirling within you.

You looked into Hyunjin’s crimson eyes as he squeezed your soft flesh.

"Do you feel it?" His voice was low, full of wonder, as he gazed at you. "The power you're drawing from me?"

You didn’t answer immediately, because you were trying not to faint at the way his touch was burning you. You felt… alive.

"Yes," you finally managed to say, your voice thick with lust and something that felt like a spark of something. "I can feel it."

Hyunjin paused, his expression darkening with both awe and confusion. He had never seen this before. His victims had always withered under his touch, drained and broken by the connection. But you?

You were thriving.

“You should be nothing but an empty shell when I touch you." He said, and you can hear the confusion in his voice.

But you felt your body glow, the heat of his touch making your skin shimmer with a radiance you couldn’t explain. His hands went lower, sliding beneath your nightgown, his fingers brushing against your thighs. Hyunjin leans in to press a kiss on your nipple, before sucking it into his mouth.

You gasped, your fingers finding its place in his hair. And you felt stronger.

"Why?" Hyunjin’s voice was ragged now, his words soaked with need. He suckled on you, his hands working quickly to get rid of your clothes. He had to feel you. He had to taste you.

When he straightened, to capture your lips in a searing kiss, you felt empowered - you were drawing his essence, his dark energy from him, that had once been his weapon. But now, it was slipping through his fingers.

Hyunjin couldn't take it anymore. He sat up to discard his clothes as you watched…your body desperate to be filled.

He was on you in a minute, his lips attaching to your neck as he sucked and nipped at the soft skin roughly. You knew his grip would bruise you, but you were literally trembling with the power coursing through you.

"You feel it, don’t you?" he growled, his voice a low rasp.

You arched your back, feeling the need for him. Your fingers dug into his shoulders, pulling him down, wanting him, but more than that, you wanted to give him what he needed.

Hyunjin nails scraped against the skin of your thighs as he parted them and quickly ran a finger through your dripping folds. You were so wet.

He couldn't help it as he lowered himself, his tongue finding your folds. He licked into you, moaning as your sweet nectar coated his tongue. You gasped as you felt his tongue prodding deeper into your hole, and Hyunjin couldn't hold back anymore. He was up, his lips and chin glistening with your juices, and your eyes on his length as he pumped it a couple of times.

And then, in the blink of an eye, Hyunjin was inside you. You moaned at the stretch, but it was the most delicious sting ever.

He could see the faint swirl of light in your eyes.

"How is this possible?" He breathed, his own body drawing strength from everything you were feeling.

Your eyes twinkled, the golden glow of your skin reflecting the new, strange energy that flowed between you, your soul now entwined with his.

His thrusts grew frantic, his grip on your hips tightening. You reached up, cupping his face with your hand.

"Don't fight it, Hyunjin. Let me feel you. Let me have you, just as you have me." You whispered.

And if Hyunjin had any more doubt within him, it was all gone. Hyunjin moved harder, both of you reveling in the bond, an eternal link that neither of you could sever.

"Hyun-," you breathed, your voice desperate, pleading. "Please, don’t stop."

His lips curved into a wicked smile, his eyes glinting with a dark promise. He leaned down, capturing your lips in a kiss so deep, so sensual, you felt it all the way to your core. And your orgasm came crashing down.

You shuddered and your body shook as you came down from your high, clenching desperately around him. And this had Hyunjin crashing, spilling deep inside you. He collapsed against you, breathing heavily, his body pressing against yours, hot and solid.

“Do you know what you’re doing to me?” Hyunjin whispered, his voice sending shivers down your spine. “I’ve never felt way before.”

His words, so raw, so vulnerable, struck a chord deep within you. The bond was no longer just physical. Your souls were connected, intertwined - you had become a part of him.

And it didn’t scare you. You were his, and he was yours, and nothing, no force, could ever change that. You were immortal, you were powerful. Together.

a/n: Demon Hyunjin - a concept I'll never get tired of🙏

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You had been best friends for a life time so you were well aware how protective Felix was about you and it had never been an issue until it was one.

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Blood Lust

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!Pairings: OT8!Vampire!Poly!SKZ x Reader!

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Genre: Vampire au/Supernatural au, Strangers to lovers, angst, fluff, smut

Warnings: This series will contain explicit actions such as physical violence, sexual assault, death, murder, and smut. [Individual chapters will have their own warnings]

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Synopsis: You hate him. But most of all you hate yourself for being trapped in this horrible life by him, but that all changes when you meet 8 strange men who say they can help you change your life.

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Of Apples and Moss Beds (M) ~Felix [ft. Hyunjin]

Pairing: Werewolf!Felix x Werewolf!AFAB.Reader x Werewolf!Hyunjin Themes: Supernatural/Fantasy AU | Smut | Angst | Fluff | Strangers to Lovers | Soulmate AU? Word Count: ~15k | AO3 Synopsis: Felix’s crude reality made it so he hardly dwelled on the fact that he was alone. He never would’ve imagined he’d find a loving family of his own, or that he would be capable of imprinting and finding a soulmate, let alone two. [This story is an instalment of my WereRoomies series. you don’t need to read the other instalments to understand this piece]. Warnings (SO MANY):  Felix’s POV · few descriptives of the reader such as: has big naturals, is older than Felix, is nonbinary/doesn’t care about gender (use of they/she pronouns, even in the same sentence) · mentions of child abuse · LGBTQ+ themes · it takes a WHILE for the reader to make an appearance oops there’s just a lot of backstory and exposition, y’all know i can’t shut the fuck up · pet names (baby, prince, darling, dear, pup, etc, so many pet names, god…) · polyamory · member x member action (suggestive mostly, and explicit with reader included) · nothing about this piece is straight just like any Felix-centric piece should be honestly/j · graphic depictions of intercourse (smut warnings under the cut).

Due to all the abovementioned warnings, this story is intended for an adult audience only. Minors please do not interact.

Author’s Note: so… i woke up one day and this just… happened. most of it came out of me way too fast, and honestly i’m sure i was either possessed, maniac, or in a very intense moment of hyperfocus. anyway,  this piece is a bit different than what i usually do. i really wanted to challenge myself to write a poly relationship into my werewolf au and hyunlix just made sense to me. it was my first time writing such a dynamic–let alone a threesome–with this much detail, so i hope i did okay. regardless, i really like the direction this took, i’m really happy with it, and i hope the amount of member x member stuff doesn’t prevent anyway from enjoying this. as usual, don’t hesitate to let me know what you think💜 [special thanks to my one and only, my soulmate, and best friend for reading this before anyone else and providing her much valued insight]

Smut Warnings: a foot goes on someone’s private parts (MxM) but it’s mild/just teasing and super short and probably mostly harmless to the point where i’m not even sure it counts as a smut warning but i prefer to be safe than sorry · reader is a dom · oral (F&M.Rec) · breast/nipple play (F&M.Rec) · protected penetration [piv] · threesome · degradation (M.Rec. bitch, slut, etc are used) · face slapping (M.Rec) · some praising · snowballing. 

Disclaimer: the story represented in this work does not represent Stray Kids in any way; anything described in this story and all actions performed by the characters are purely fictional, this was created just for good fun.

Felix had never been much of a believer when it came to imprinting and soulmates. He was never much of a believer of anything, to be honest. There was no time to fill his head with the improbable when he had to spend all his energy trying to survive.

When he was very young, Felix was kicked out of his childhood pack. To this day, he still believed it had all been completely unfair, leaving a pup werewolf completely alone in the world to deal with all that distress. They claimed it was all for the best, that he was throwing off the ecosystem they had built in the pack, that he was being disrespectful. 

What did he do? He simply denied their alpha’s advances. Felix wouldn’t know exactly just how fucked up his childhood pack was until he eventually met other wolves, but even at the time his pack’s alpha’s claims that all betas and omegas were his to ‘use’ –yes, he would use exactly the word ‘use’–just sounded wrong to Felix. The man would always say that anyone that denied him would suffer the consequences. 

Felix was a pup, a child, and even if he didn’t know how fucked up it all was at the time, he just didn’t want to do it. So he fought back, he denied every single one of his alpha’s advances as swiftly and discreetly as he could, always worming his way out of it.

Eventually, though, the man found out. He realised Felix was defying his authority, and the moment he realised that, he held his power over Felix’s head. ‘If you won’t submit then you’ll have to leave and become a packless bastard’. 

The man was smug when he said it, Felix could still remember it as if it happened yesterday. How he was scared out of his mind, fighting every single instinct telling him to submit, but he stood his ground, uncaring of the consequences of his actions. ‘I won’t submit to you. Not now, not ever’. 

So his alpha delivered. Him and his goons kicked him out–not before giving him the beating of his life, of course. But the worst part was that Felix’s parents didn’t do anything to stop it. No one did. This man had ingrained his toxic, abusive dynamic of submission into his pack so heavily no one dared say a word.

So Felix was left alone in the world when he was barely even a teen. 

The first few weeks were tough. Oftentimes, he would shift into his wolf form and forage whatever he could to sustain himself; he spent so much time as a wolf that he’d sometimes forget he had a human side to him, too. Those moments wouldn’t last long, only a couple of seconds, but it always left him incredibly shaken when he could feel his humanity slipping between his fingers. 

After months of roaming and wandering on his own, Felix started to realise why wolves lived in packs. He thought it was all bullshit before, but being a lone wolf without a pack left one in a weird and fragile state of mind. It left one paranoid, volatile, mad, and although he wasn’t quite sure how the mysticism of it worked, he realised he wasn’t quite right in the head at the time.

And then he met Hyunjin. 

Felix truly never believed in imprinting and soulmates, but if such a thing existed, he was sure Hyunjin was his, or at least, that was how it felt at the time.

It happened in the forest. He had just turned fifteen, he’d spent years out there on his own by this point, and as Felix laid next to a stream, devouring the remnants of his hunt, he felt a presence.

Oddly enough, he hadn’t encountered another wolf this close in years, and the sudden appearance of one made him snarl, made his fur puff up, made him want to appear imposing and commanding as if he wasn’t a measly beta teen-wolf with no pack of his own.

The wolf did recoil a bit, but it didn’t leave, it just looked at Felix with a curious glint in its eyes. And after a few moments of no movement, when Felix’s instinct to fight subsided a bit, his mind cleared slightly. 

A quick sniff and he knew immediately. Another werewolf, and an omega at that. And maybe it was that last fact that made Felix relax just the smallest bit; if it came to it, he was sure he could take that omega in a fight and win.

The other werewolf approached him, tentatively, slowly, and for some reason, Felix didn’t move. It wasn’t that he felt scared or intimidated by them, he just… Didn’t feel threatened. So he let them come close. Not too close, though. 

They sniffed him, and Felix did the same, getting hit by their scent, a strange mix of apples and pears. It was… Nice. But then the werewolf was getting way too close for his comfort, so Felix growled at them, scaring them into running away.

As soon as they were gone, he wished he hadn’t growled at all. He should’ve snarled or attempted to nip, not full on growl the way he did. Regardless, the werewolf was gone, and Felix was left once again on his own.

At least for a while.

Felix remained in that forest, foolishly hoping to see that wolf again. And it was a few days later, as he laid next to the same stream, at the exact same place he had been before, that he heard the rustle of leaves. This time, though, it wasn’t a wolf that came from between the trees, it was a boy. A lanky boy, probably around his age, seemingly normal, if not for the fact that he smelt like apples and pears.

It was honestly almost pathetic how Felix’s tail started to wag as soon as he saw the boy. If the other asked, he’d blame it on how long he had spent all alone out here.

“Hey…” The boy approached him, slowly, with his hands in the air as if to show Felix that he meant no harm, and somehow, Felix believed it. “I’m Hyunjin. I saw you the other day…”

Felix just looked at him for a moment. When was the last time a person had spoken to him out of their own will? He’d spoken with street vendors and kiosk owners and gym attendants, but that was all transactional. This boy, this Hyunjin, was talking to him, directly, and it made him feel oddly giddy.

So Felix shifted back into his human form. How many days had it been since he stood on his legs? Too many, probably. If the aches he felt were anything to go by.

“I’m… Felix”, his voice cracked a bit. It had been doing that a lot these days. His voice seemed to be constantly dancing between a high and a low pitch, and he simply blamed it on puberty.

“Don’t take this the wrong way, but I was hoping I’d find you here again”, Hyunjin regarded him with a small smile, and he’d lie if he said it didn’t make his heart skip a beat. “Do you… Need any help?”

“I’m fine”, was he? Was he fine? Felix was used to his way of life, but did that mean he was fine? That was something he didn’t want to discuss with a stranger, though, so he settled for fine.

“You don’t look fine”, Hyunjin looked him up and down, and it made Felix scoff in return.

Sitting cross-legged on the grass, bare as he was, Felix stared at Hyunjin, mustering his most confident tone. “Maybe you should get your eyes checked, then”.

It was Hyunjin’s turn to scoff now. Nevertheless, he walked closer. Felix tensed a bit, not used to having people so close to him, but he let Hyunjin sit on the grass in front of him, keeping his fair distance.

“Your scent smells, like, super distressed. You know that, right?”

Felix felt himself flush at his words. No, he didn’t know that. He was super confident he was one hundred percent fine… Wasn’t he?

“Anyway, this might be a bit forward, and weird, but I got worried the other day when I saw you here. I’d never seen a lone wolf, much less one so young… Before I knew it, I was in this forest again looking for you”.

“How’d you know I was a lone wolf?” Felix asked him, slightly incredulous. 

Hyunjin shrugged, and he offered Felix a small smile. “You don’t have any trace of anyone else’s scent. Usually there’s a bit there from friends, family…”

Very quickly, Felix realised Hyunjin was… Nice. He had a way of talking that might’ve passed as rude to some people, and sometimes he was rude, especially because of the tone in his voice, but who wasn’t a bit rude these days?

Felix didn’t speak much that day, he simply listened to whatever Hyunjin had to say. He did have a pack, one he wasn’t particularly fond of. ‘Nothing too crazy, they just don’t like people like me’, he’d told Felix. He wasn’t entirely sure what Hyunjin meant by that, and he was too self-conscious that day to ask, so he filed it for later, either for when he found the courage to ask directly or for when Hyunjin had given him enough context clues for him to understand.

Hyunjin liked to draw, to paint, he was the pure embodiment of an artist, and the more he and Felix met in this spot in the forest, the more Felix got to see that side of him.

They met often, at least thrice a week. Hyunjin would always bring Felix food or clothes or puzzles to keep himself entertained. He eventually started to come with his art supplies, sitting in silence with Felix as he drew or painted something that he’d never let Felix see because he was too embarrassed. ‘It’s not good. I’ll show you when they’re good’.

Felix was sure whatever he did was amazing, but he didn’t push his friend. Because that was what Hyunjin had turned into after a couple of months meeting in the forest. A friend. It helped Felix feel like he belonged somewhere again. Even if it was just as a background character in Hyunjin’s life, he could feel his humanity slowly, but surely, coming back to him.

“Ugh, exams are the worst. I just don’t understand chemistry. What even is a mole anyway?” Hyunjin had been rambling about school a lot today, and Felix simply listened to him, lending him his ears to vent into.

“Wait, now that I think about it…” Hyunjin said after a while, looking away from his sketchbook. “What school are you going to?”

“I’m not going to school”, Felix kept his eyes focused on the Rubik’s cube in his hand, trying to figure out how to build one face of the cube without messing up the other.

“What?”

“I haven’t gone to school in years”, Felix shrugged. “I used to shift and sneak into this public school close to the town hall a few years back, so I did learn a bunch, but I couldn’t do it anymore after I started growing and my wolf form just wouldn’t pass as a dog anymore”.

Felix had told Hyunjin of his past, of everything that happened to him in his childhood pack. He could still remember the horrified look on his face as he told him. And honestly, Felix couldn’t blame him for being shocked and horrified by his story. The more he grew up, the more Felix understood the high levels of fucked up that pack’s structure had.

“Why don’t you go as a human?”

Felix scoffed at that, starting to get frustrated with the cube in his hand. “I tried. They require all that legal guardian shit. As you can imagine, my unfortunate lack of parents complicates that a bit”.

Hyunjin went quiet for a while, letting Felix fumble with the puzzle. Eventually, Felix heard the characteristic sound of pencil on paper, so he figured Hyunjin had gone back to sketching, with no intent on continuing the subject. That was, until…

“Want me to ask my parents?”

The Rubik’s cube fell on Felix’s lap.

“…What?”

“My parents”, Hyunjin repeated. “They can pose as your legal guardians. It wouldn’t be the first time a werewolf forges documents”, he added with a snort. Almost every single document a werewolf provided to human authorities was forged these days, so it wasn’t a particularly shocking statement.

However, what did shock Felix was Hyunjin’s proposal… Going back to school. Socialising with humans again after so long… Was he prepared for that? He wanted to learn, to pretend he had a normal life, maybe even… Make more friends? He’d never allowed himself to think about that too much, about going back to participate in the world outside of his little bubble in this forest.

“Would they even agree?” Felix’s voice was barely a whisper. He picked the cube back up from his lap and started to twist the faces again, trying to distract himself. “I don’t want them to… Know”.

Felix didn’t say it, but he was sure Hyunjin would understand. I don’t want them to know I’m a lone wolf. A packless failure.

“I’ll think of something”, Hyunjin mumbled, and if there was someone Felix trusted in this world to charm anyone into doing something, it was Hyunjin.

So that was how Felix managed to integrate into human society again. They both did some research, on public schools he could go to that’d take in someone so far behind, on possible scholarships he could apply to, on places to find school supplies… And as soon as they had all the necessary documentation, it was up to Hyunjin to get his parents to sign them.

It was hard to get used to at first. Felix got overwhelmed by the noise and the amount of people at school often, but he managed. In a couple of months he had gone from being a nobody, a lone wolf secluded to the woods, to being just some guy again, and only then did he realise how good it felt. To be seen, to be taken into account… And it was all thanks to Hyunjin.

During the day, Felix would go to school. In the afternoon, he started to volunteer at a soup kitchen in the area, helping feed those in need. The lovely lady that ran the place seemed to really like him, and she always appreciated the extra hands. ‘You’re so strong! Youth really does wonders for you, doesn’t it?’ She’d say often, and Felix simply chuckled in response, not really wanting to reveal that his strength had nothing to do with youth and all to do with his supernatural condition.

In return for his help she’d feed him, and eventually, Felix asked her to teach him how to cook. He found the act of cooking to come natural to him, he wasn’t sure if it had to do with his enhanced senses, but people would often compliment him on his food, and it made him feel proud. A feeling he hadn’t associated with himself in a long, long time–not to say never ever.

Felix still slept in the forest every night. He’d shift and curl into a fluffy ball of fur to keep himself warm. Hyunjin often offered him his home, or at least, his room, but Felix always declined. He didn’t want to be an inconvenience, and he was sure that Hyunjin’s parents wouldn’t appreciate him being there at all.

Felix only met the couple a few times, but that was more than enough for him to know that, even if he was grateful for their help, he simply didn’t like them. Just like Hyunjin didn’t, either. They were… Conservative. Because that was a thing, conservative werewolves.

‘They can’t accept the fact that I’m a male omega. Sometimes, I’m pretty sure they pretend like I’m not. That I’m a beta or something. And let’s not even talk about the fact that I like boys, too. They don’t know, know, but I’m sure they have noticed… They love to ignore that, too’, Hyunjin confessed to Felix after the first time he met them, after he couldn’t conceal the fact that he just hadn’t felt comfortable with the exchange, and Hyunjin’s words simply confirmed that first impression Felix had had of them.

Males were supposed to be alphas or betas, females were supposed to be betas or omegas, and other genders simply didn’t exist for them. Textbook homophobes, to put it simply. In this day and age… 

Felix knew, of course. Hyunjin didn’t hide his sexuality not even once since they met, and Felix was always grateful for that, because it helped him come to terms with his own. People were people, love was love, and no gender or designation would get in the way of that, that was their philosophy. Call it being bi, or pan, or fluid, or however you want. All Felix knew was that once he left the lone wolf in the forest, he was just full of love, ready to share it with the world, with whoever was consensually willing to receive it.

By the time Felix had turned eighteen, the line of his friendship with Hyunjin had blurred so much he wasn’t sure he could call him a friend anymore.

What he had with Hyunjin was much, much more than just friendship. Felix would often find himself holding his hand, or hugging him, or simply touching him, all without really thinking much about it.

Hyunjin did it, too. And although neither said anything, they both knew.

Eventually, their lingering touches started to turn much less platonic, less innocent. They turned into heated makeout sessions, into groping and desperately rutting and grunting against each other, into Hyunjin asking Felix to help him out during his heats as well… It felt natural, just like breathing, to be with one another. They were friends and lovers and soulmates and everything in between, and it was right how it was supposed to be.

Especially because, just like Felix, Hyunjin also believed that love was to be shared, to be enjoyed, so their open arrangement was perfectly designed for them. Felix wasn’t a jealous man, on the contrary, he was happy whenever Hyunjin was, so as long as they kept things clear and consensual and safe nothing else mattered.

At the end of the day, they’d always have each other, and possibly someone else–or simply other people, plural–to share their love with. Although, they’d usually do these things separately, considering Hyunjin’s tastes sometimes were what Felix could simply describe as questionable at best… He had fallen for Felix, after all.

Felix found himself a job in a local café. His very first real job. That was the place that finally gave him a second chance at finding a family, that was where he met Chris.

Chris worked at the café as a partimer, seeking some extra income to pay for his studies while he searched for a job in his field. Felix knew Chris was a werewolf as soon as he saw him, even before he got close enough to get a whiff of his scent.

The man just exuded alpha energy, and the moment he spotted Felix for the first time his eyes went wide with surprise, but he still gave him the widest smile right after, a genuine smile that made his eyes disappear into crescents and dimples to appear on his cheeks. Honestly, Felix wasn’t much of trusting alphas at first glance due to his past trauma, but Chris’ entire demeanour was way too welcoming for him to not trust him almost immediately.

They got acquainted pretty fast, maybe too fast. It was just too easy to fall into Chris’ antics, he was goofy and funny and kind and a bit fucked up in the head, but he was a good guy all in all. 

A few months of knowing Chris were enough for Felix to learn he led his own pack. He’d seen a couple of his pack members drop by the café, and they all seemed to be just as nice as Chris, which honestly didn’t surprise him. ‘It’s small, only four of us so far, but it’s great, honestly. Don’t think I’ve ever been happier than I am right now with them’, Chris had told Felix once, and he sounded truly proud of it.  

“What about your pack?” Chris asked one day while he cleaned the coffee machine. Closing time was nearing, and there were hardly any customers still within the place, so these were usually the times when they spoke anything related to their lycanthropy. “You never talk about them”.

“That’s because I don’t have one”, Felix replied simply, rearranging the display shelf for what seemed like the tenth time that day.

“You don’t have one?!” 

Felix shrugged. “I have Hyunjin”.

“Oh, but that’s something. Well, someone…”

Felix had told Chris about Hyunjin, not in detail, but he knew. It was impossible not to know when his scent was always lingering on Felix’s clothes.

“Yeah, but he’s in a pack of his own”, Hyunjin hadn’t found the courage to defect yet, and Felix honestly couldn’t blame him. He’d been trapped in this vicious circle of guilt with his parents that made it really difficult for him to detach himself from them, even when staying with them only made him hurt and get more frustrated as time passed.

Chris’ brows furrowed, clearly confused. “So… If he’s in a pack, but you have no pack… Where are you staying?”

“Oh, I sleep in the woods”.

“You do what?!” Chris’ question came out a bit louder than he had intended for sure, a couple of customers looked back at him with clear confusion on their faces, and Chris simply offered them a strained smile and an apologetic bow.

“I’ve been sleeping in the forest since I was a pup… I shift, find a decent moss bed, curl up in a nice little ball, and fall off to sleep”, Felix offered with a smile on his face. Over the years, he had honestly started to enjoy it. Of course it wasn’t ideal, of course he would’ve preferred to have a warm bed and a roof over his head, but he’d gotten so used to it, it kind of made him feel like he was balancing his human-ness and his wolf-ness pretty well.

Chris’ face went completely serious, with his hand still holding a rag around the steam wand of the coffee machine, completely motionless. After a few moments of shared silence, he spoke again. “Wanna join my pack?”

Felix choked on his spit, Chris’ proposition catching him completely off-guard. “…What?!”

“Wanna. Join. My. Pack”, Chris repeated, slowly stressing each word.

“I heard you, okay. Jeez… I’m… Not sure I’m suited for the pack life”, Felix looked away from Chris then, focusing on the very interesting and very stale pastry sitting on the display shelf.

Still, he could feel Chris’ searing gaze on his side profile, and when Felix got enough courage to look back at him, he saw Chris looking at him, deep in thought.

Returning his focus to the coffee machine, Chris finally looked away, but he kept talking. “Did I ever tell you why I wanted to lead a pack of my own?”

“No…”

“I wanted to… To build a safe space. For those of us that were tired of being judged or mistreated. There was a lot of that in my childhood pack, Changbin and I were sick of it. Jisung, too–you remember Jisung, right?” Felix just nodded, and Chris continued. “Minho didn’t have a pack, either. But his case was very… Peculiar. He can tell you himself if you do choose to join us. Lix, you… Are nice. And although I don’t know what happened to you, I’m sure it was a lot for you to have been living in the forest since you were so young. So… Think about it”.

And Felix did think about it.

He could barely get sleep that night just thinking about it. About the prospect of having a pack again. Chris had shown him many times that he was just a different breed of alpha altogether, whether he knew it or not, so Felix found himself genuinely considering it. But there was something he needed to do before he made that decision.

“Chris’ pack? He offered that?” Hyunjin’s eyes were wide, and his mouth fell slightly open in surprise.

“Yes. But…” Felix stretched his hand over the table, past his stack of freshly made waffles, finding Hyunjin’s and holding it tightly in his. “I want you to come with me”.

Hyunjin blinked, and suddenly averted his gaze, fixing it on their joined hands. “Lix, angel, you know I can’t…”

“Love, listen to me”, Felix squeezed his hand, trying to get Hyunjin’s attention back to his eyes. “You can. Jinnie, baby, they’re sucking the life out of you in there. You don’t owe them anything”.

Hyunjin’s eyes flickered between Felix’s, looking at his face intently. Until he eventually squeezed his hand and heaved a sigh again. “Do you even know if Chris would take me? He asked you to join, not me. He doesn’t even know me. I don’t know him”.

“I’ll ask”, Felix reassured him, reaching over the table with his free hand to tuck a strand of his hair behind his ear–he had been growing it these days, and Felix would lie if he said it didn’t make his heart flutter. “If you tell me you’ll consider it, I’ll ask, baby”.

Hyunjin simply nodded, bringing Felix’s hand to his lips so he could place a kiss on the back of it.

After much consideration, Hyunjin gave Felix the goahead. He wanted to defect, he wanted to detach himself from his parents as much as he could, and most importantly, he wanted to be able to be himself, openly. So, that afternoon, during his shift at work, Felix went to Chris to ask him about it.

“Would you consider taking Hyunjin in, too?” Felix asked him as soon as Chris came in through the door and stood behind the counter.

“Wow, what happened to ‘good afternoon’? What happened to ‘hello’?” Chris chuckled, washing his hands in the sink. “I’ll have to meet him first, though. But, if he’s anything like you, I’m sure it’ll be fine”.

“We… Don’t have much, you know that, right? I mean, I sleep in the woods for a reason. It’s cheap”.

“You mean it’s free?” Chris snorted, but he gave Felix a genuine smile after. “We’ll manage. That’s why we live in packs, don’t we? To help each other out”.

Felix stared at Chris for a few long moments. 

All of a sudden he felt a bit… Overwhelmed, to put it simply. He didn’t know what came over him, or why Chris’ words affected him like they did, but, after a few more moments of silence, he took a hold of Chris’ apron, looking down to the floor. “Chris, can I… Can I hug you?”

Felix had barely finished his question when Chris was already pulling him into his arms, cradling the back of his head and patting his back. Something snapped in Felix at that moment, he started to tremble, and he just couldn’t hold in the tears that had started to well in his eyes.

Chris didn’t say anything, he just hugged Felix tightly, and dear heavens if this man’s hugs weren’t the warmest and most comforting hugs Felix had ever felt. He knew it in his heart then, that he had made the right decision. That this was how having a Pack Alpha was supposed to feel like. Comfort, protection, warmth. Not whatever the fuck was happening in his childhood pack, not whatever the fuck was happening in Hyunjin’s pack, either.

The first night at Chris’ den was… Interesting. At the time, Chris was rooming with Changbin, and they had decided for Felix to spend the first nights here with them, or at least until Chris met Hyunjin and let him join the pack.

“I’ll take the sofa”, Chris told Felix as soon as they entered his flat.

“Nah, don’t worry, I’ll take it”, Changbin shouted from the kitchen, where he had been cooking dinner before Chris and Felix came in.

“No way. I’m not letting either of you take the sofa”, Felix intercepted immediately. “I’ve been sleeping on the ground for years, don’t worry about me, seriously. A sofa is a luxury at this point”.

Felix was used to saying these things out loud without thinking much about them, so he decided to ignore the apologetic look on Changbin’s face when he said that.

That night, while laying on the sofa, Felix did nothing but toss and turn. 

The sofa was great. Plush, comfortable, but he felt incredibly awkward. After one too many turns he finally decided to shift into his wolf form, curling in on himself on the sofa, and then he truly felt comfortable. It wasn’t that much different from a moss bed; the biggest upside was the fact that it was dry and warm here, so truly, for Felix, this was like a five star hotel at this point.

He’d no longer have to store his few belongings in gym lockers, or use gym showers, he’d no longer have to be aware of every single sound around him in case a hunter decided to come around the corner, or in case it started to rain, or in case one of the wild cats living in the area wanted to start a fight. As he drifted off to sleep, Felix truly, truly felt incredibly lucky.

Even the next day, when Felix woke up to the sight of Changbin’s smiling, swollen face, looking fondly at him still curled up on the sofa, he felt at ease, his wagging tail more than proof of that.

Now, getting Hyunjin to meet Chris, and for Chris and the other pack members to accept him was easy. Felix had no doubts in his mind that Chris and the others would like Hyunjin enough to let him join the pack as well. What was difficult was getting Hyunjin to defect.

He started gradually taking things out of his house. Important stuff, sentimental stuff, documents, anything of value. Hyunjin passed them all to Felix for Felix to keep them safe at the den. The idea was for every material thing he wanted to keep to be taken out before he spoke with his parents–if he spoke with his parents at all.

Hyunjin wasn’t sure yet… If he wanted to just disappear or if he wanted to confront them. He was sure they wouldn’t just let him leave, they’d try to convince him to stay with their impeccable emotional manipulation tactics, so he was leaning more towards the idea of leaving quietly.

All his plans went to shit when they saw him taking out the last bag of his belongings. Or at least, that was what he told Felix when he arrived a crying mess at the den.

The sight of Hyunjin crying his eyes out, the distress in his scent, it pulled at Felix’s heartstrings unpleasantly. He hated seeing him like this, he wished he could make it all better, make him smile again that charming smile of his. As soon as he saw him, Felix pulled Hyunjin into his arms, and Hyunjin started crying harder against his shoulder, sobbing uncontrollably as the door to Chris’ flat closed behind him.

“What happened?!” Jisung asked as soon as he noticed Hyunjin’s state.

Hyunjin mumbled unintelligible nonsense against Felix’s shoulder, and Felix couldn’t help but bring a hand to his hair, trying to soothe him. “Shh, baby. It’s okay. Take your time…”

By the time Hyunjin had stopped crying the three of them sat on Chris’ sofa. Hyunjin gulped down the glass of water in his hand, and proceeded to blow his nose on a napkin Jisung had brought him.

“You told them that? Seriously?” Jisung softly caressed Hyunjin’s back, looking almost incredulous. “ ‘Your son is a fruity omega, deal with it’ has got to be the best coming out phrase of all time, honestly. You’re so badass”.

Hyunjin chuckled, blowing his nose again. “I was so angry when I said it. They were so angry when I said it. They started calling me names, saying I was an ungrateful bastard… And I just… Told them to fuck right off and left before they could even try to guilt trip me into staying”.

Felix brought a hand to Hyunjin’s chin, tilting his face towards him, offering him a smile. “You did it, baby. You’re free. We’re free”.

A small smile made its way onto Hyunjin’s lips as he looked back at Felix, his eyes were still a bit bleary and red, but they looked so, so full of hope, Felix couldn’t help but lean in and press a brief peck on his lips.

Jisung whined next to them, and when Felix turned to look at him he had a pout on his lips. “No kiss for me?”

“My God, Jisung. Not everything is about you”, Hyunjin sighed, sounding more like his usual self. He turned anyway, gripping Jisung by the cheeks with one hand and giving him a quick peck. An entirely platonic exchange, not uncommon between omegas, to be honest. “There. Happy?”

“Very!” Jisung was beaming, and it made Felix chuckle. “Welcome home”, he added, with a splitting smile on his face, pulling both Hyunjin and Felix into a hug.

Everything was smooth sailing from there. As smooth sailing as living in a pack of several traumatised werewolves can be. 

Throughout the years, Felix managed to finish his basic studies, he was no longer illiterate in the eyes of the human government, and he had found himself with a career goal. He wanted to be a chef. Preferably a pastry chef. Cooking was still, to this day, one of his biggest escapes. At first it was only regular food, then he started trying more complicated dishes, and eventually he found out how challenging baking could be.

His packmates were often the test subjects for every meal he cooked, especially Hyunjin, of course, who was there with him every step of the way, always supportive, always ready to give Felix an honest review of whichever concoction he had put together.

More people joined Chris’ pack, Seungmin, Jeongin… And eventually, by the time Felix was well into his twenties, came the girls. Or at least, some girls.

Chris’ current girlfriend came first, a human who took the place of Pack Mum before Chris even got the balls to confess his feelings for her… Then came Changbin’s girlfriend, an omega who also defected from her abusive pack and seeked comfort in the only other werewolf she knew. And of course, Minho’s best friend and now girlfriend, who had been coming to the den since Minho joined the pack. Felix liked to call her their honorary pack member, since she really didn’t live here, but she came and stayed over so often she was already like one of their own. 

Felix honestly would’ve never imagined his family would get so big. Because that was what this pack had become to him, the family he never truly had. He knew that he wanted to share his love, and here, with these people, he was able to share it more than ever–at least, his platonic love.

When it came to romance, it always went back to Hyunjin. Felix had dated a handful of people throughout the years. Humans, mostly–not to say exclusively. But things usually fell through when they simply couldn’t understand his relationship with Hyunjin. They always pretended they were okay with being in an open relationship, the reality was, they simply weren’t. So Felix often found himself breaking things off with people.

Hyunjin was a bit more lucky, he had a couple of serious relationships that actually lasted a fair amount of time. But ultimately, things would also fall through. Not because of his relationship with Felix, but simply because people change, their needs change, their wants change… And Hyunjin was one hundred percent sure of what he wanted, so as soon as any hesitancy came from the other party, ties were cut off.

Felix truly, truly never ever believed in imprinting and soulmates, but if such a thing existed, he was sure he now had two.

It simply happened one day, while going on a morning run with Hyunjin.

Every other weekend, very early in the morning, Felix and Hyunjin would go to the forest, to the same one Felix used to live in, to where they met for the first time. Felix found comfort in the place, the den was his home, but these woods were the place in which he was reborn, so he enjoyed coming here to connect with that part of himself every once in a while.

Hyunjin came just to spend some time with him, Felix knew it. He wasn’t overly fond of waking up early in the morning, but he never once complained. He understood how much it meant to Felix.

And in that place, was where they met you, too.

As Felix and Hyunjin drank from the clear stream, their ears perked up at the sudden rustle of leaves behind them. Slowly, another wolf came from between the trees, curiously eyeing them both.

Felix felt almost exactly the same way he did when he met Hyunjin for the first time, minus the excessive amounts of trauma he was dealing with back then.

They didn’t make any attempts to run or showed any hostility, since the wolf wasn’t showing any hostility, either. Very quickly they were enveloped by the scent of a werewolf, an alpha, just as the wolf came close to sniff them.

The wolf looked… Intrigued, more than anything. Their dark fur flowed with the gentle breeze passing by, and if Felix thought they were beautiful as a wolf, he wondered how they would look like as a human.

Hyunjin seemed to be in the same state Felix was, entranced, but before they knew it, the wolf took off into the woods again, gone out of their sight.

“So, uhm… I didn’t imagine that, right?” Hyunjin said a while later, as soon as he shifted back into his human form and tugged his jeans up his legs. “Who was that?”

“Dunno. You certainly didn’t imagine it”, Felix slid his plaid shirt on, slowly doing each button. “It felt kinda like…”

“Like when we met”, Hyunjin finished, slipping his shoes on. “Without the ‘growling at me and scaring me to death’ part”.

Felix chuckled, finishing with his clothes.“You’re never gonna let me live that down, are you?”

“Never, sweetheart”, Hyunjin winked at him, slinging an arm around his shoulders and pulling him close. “You’ll have to be making up for it for the rest of your life!”

“You’re so dramatic sometimes…”

That night, though, Felix could only think about the encounter. He wondered how he could find that wolf again, Hyunjin had told him earlier to simply let things flow, just like he did when he met Felix for the first time. If it was meant to be, you’d meet again.

And you did meet again, although not exactly in the way Felix had hoped for. 

Felix loved his job, he loved baking, and decorating cakes, and working at this bakery specifically. It was fun, especially on days like these, with orders like these. A basic marbled cake, frosted with white and green buttercream, with the words ‘congrats on the sex’ written on it.

He wasn’t usually the one giving the customers their orders, but they were a bit understaffed today, so he brought it out as soon as he was called for it. Thankfully, it was quite slow at this time, so there was only one person waiting by the counter.

Felix called for the customer in the receipt anyway, and that same person perked up, looking at him. As soon as your eyes landed on his, he felt immediate familiarity, but he couldn’t quite pinpoint why.

“So, your cake’s ready. Please check and make sure it’s all to your liking”, Felix fell into his customer service persona anyway, it was hard not to, he practically spoke in autopilot at this point whenever he was behind the counter.

“Looks good”, you mumbled once you took a brief look at the cake. “How much do I owe you?”

“Well, says here you paid half upfront, so here’s the remaining amount”, Felix signalled to the register, and you started to take cash out of your bag. 

What an odd interaction. He felt like there was something on the tip of his tongue the entire time, he couldn’t shake the feeling that he was missing something.

“Here you go”, you handed him the money, and Felix pressed buttons on the register, getting it to open and giving you the necessary change once he had deposited the bills inside. 

You took the box and turned around to leave. Felix’s brows furrowed, confused, but he didn’t say anything.

However, you turned back around, so fast Felix almost jumped on the spot when you placed the cake back down on the counter. “Were you in the forest the other day?”

Felix was completely caught off guard, but he recognised you then. The alpha from the forest. “That was you?” He lowered his voice, making sure the other lingering customers didn’t eavesdrop the conversation.

“Yes! I’ve been… Uh… This is gonna sound super weird, I’m sorry, but I’ve been looking for you, although I’m not really sure why exactly”, your brows furrowed, and Felix almost wanted to reach over the counter and smooth it out with his thumb.

“Me, too. Well, us, too”, a couple of customers came into the store, and Felix offered them friendly smiles and a quick greeting before turning his eyes back to you. Taking a napkin from the holder on the counter and a pen, he scribbled his phone number quickly, signing it with his name. 

“Text me… If you want”, he added once he handed you the paper.

You looked at the napkin in your hand, then carefully folded it and placed it in your back pocket, giving him a “sure thing, Felix” with a smile on your face as you took your cake. “Have a nice day!”

Work couldn’t go any slower after that encounter…

“A female alpha?” Hyunjin asked as soon as Felix started telling him the story, when Felix had finally made it home and slid inside the bathtub to join him.

“So it seems. Well, they didn’t really tell me their gender or anything, but they were certainly female presenting… A lot of… Cleavage and stuff”, Felix had been too confused earlier to focus too much on it, but now that his mind was a bit clearer, he was remembering… Things. 

“What are the odds… An alpha for a beta and an omega”, Hyunjin leaned back on his end of the tub, extending one of his legs a bit, and immediately, Felix felt the pressure of the ball of Hyunjin’s foot on his length.

Quirking a brow, he looked at Hyunjin with a smirk on his lips.

“Are you trying to rile me up, my sweet prince? Trying to distract me with your low tactics?” Felix chuckled from where he was leaning on his end of the tub, taking a hold of Hyunjin’s heel and pulling him further against him.

“Question is, when am I not, my love?” Hyunjin gave him a smug smile, and it was just as he was about to say something again that Felix’s phone rumbled from where he had left it on the toilet lid. He looked at Hyunjin, and Hyunjin looked right back at him. Before Felix could say anything, Hyunjin was already stretching his arm, taking the phone, and looking at the notification. 

“It’s them”, Hyunjin urged, handing Felix the phone to read the message.

> Unknown Number: hey > it’s me, from the bakery > the ‘congrats on the sex’ cake? > anyway > would you like to go for coffee sometime?

“They could’ve just said ‘the alpha from the forest’, to be honest”, Hyunjin chuckled, still amused by the cake story.

“What should I tell them?” Felix was suddenly nervous. Why was he nervous? He’d done this before. Hell, he wasn’t even the one asking the other out… Was this even a date? 

“Say yes! Give them a date and a time”, Hyunjin urged, nudging him with his foot.

“Are you coming, though?”

“I think you should meet them first”, Hyunjin replied confidently. “I’m intrigued, but you already met them, and you know we usually don’t… Like the same type of people. I really think you should meet them first. See if they are nice, and if they are and you want something with them, see if they’re comfortable with… You know. Us”.

So Felix replied then, a short ‘brunch tomorrow. 11am?’ to which you gave him a positive answer and the name of a café he had been to before, so he knew where to go. All details which he gave Hyunjin immediately.

“That’s great, baby!” He nudged Felix with his foot again, making the other smile. “Now, come here. I want you to absolutely destroy me”.

Felix couldn’t help but chuckle. “Needy, are we?” But he moved anyway, leaning forward to kiss Hyunjin properly.

The next day, while Felix anxiously bounced his leg as he sat at one of the tables in the café, he felt oddly nervous. He reasoned it was because you were a werewolf. Felix had truly only dated humans before, the only werewolf he’d ever been with was Hyunjin–he did shoot his shot at Changbin once when he started to live at the den, but to this day he was sure Changbin hadn’t even registered it, so he let it go. 

“Hey”, you regarded Felix with a smile as soon as you saw him, taking a seat in front of him. God, Felix hadn’t realised yet, but you smelt like the forest. Like pine and the moss beds he used to sleep on, and it almost knocked the air right out of his lungs.

“So”, Felix started once you both had procured your respective coffees and sandwiches. “The woods, huh? Never seen you around before”.

“You go there often? Never seen you around, either”, you replied between bites of your food, and Felix gave you a nod in responde, not wanting to discuss why he went to the woods in the first place. “I go there often, too. My sisters like to hangout around the place. I was looking for one of them when I saw you guys”.

“You got sisters? Never seen any other werewolf there that wasn’t Hyunjin, now you…”

“Hyunjin? That’s the other wolf you were with?” Felix just nodded again, and you continued. “Well, my sisters aren’t werewolves, that’s why. I’m, uh… My pack is not exactly… Conventional”.

“Oh?” Felix couldn’t help but quirk a brow. “I’m intrigued”.

You gave him a sheepish smile, taking a sip of your coffee right after. “Werecats, werejackals, werebats… It’s a very odd pack, we’re all a bit different. I’m the only werewolf in it, actually”.

Felix’s jaw went slack, completely in shock. “…Come again?”

“Uh, well, there are two werecats, one werejackal, two werebats, and we might be integrating a vampire soon, actually. Not the same thing as a werebat, by the way”.

Felix just blinked, and you gave him an almost shy smile. “Damn, it’s like you’re collecting otherworldlies”, Felix chuckled, dragging his fingers through his hair and leaning back on his chair.

“Yeah, well… We got fed up and decided to stick together”, you offered simply.

“All girls?”

“Nah. Some of us, like me, don’t care about gender at all. Some girls, some boys, some non-conforming… You know…” You eyed him intently, almost as if you were trying to test his stance on the matter, and it had him chuckling.

“Oh, I know”, he replied, with a genuine smile on his face. 

You seemed satisfied with his answer, and that, for some reason, made him feel giddy.

That was when you truly started to open up. You were just a bit older than him, you worked at your late parents’ antique and oddities shop, it had been left in your care once they passed away, and your den was located right above it. ‘Got the entire building for ourselves! I’m honestly glad my parents were careful enough to leave me everything they had to their name. I don’t know where I’d be if they hadn’t…’

You were very moralistic, and blunt, and honestly? Really hot. Felix was listening intently to everything you were telling him, he really was. But he could also multitask, so admiring your attributes while he listened was going incredibly well for him.

“What about you, though?” You asked eventually, taking a sip of your now cold coffee. 

Felix shrugged, crossing his arms over his chest. “I’m a baker, as you probably inferred. I have a mostly werewolf pack, but we’ve got a few humans as well”.

“Your alpha allows humans in their den?” You asked, a bit incredulous, and Felix really laughed out loud at the thought of Chris not allowing humans at his den, all things considered.

“He does. Actually, my pack’s alpha is head over heels for his human girlfriend. Any moment now they’re gonna mate and or get married, I’m sure”.

“And you? Hyunjin?” Ah, there it was. It was time to speak about That.

“Hyunjin’s my mate”, Felix replied honestly, confidently looking you in the eyes. “And just to clarify, I don’t mean a mate as a friend. He’s my mate mate. We’ve been mates for years. But… We’re in an open relationship”.

“Oh?” You leaned back in your seat, and the curious glint in your eyes gave him some hope. “Never heard of polyamorous mates before. Does it really work for you guys?”

“It does. We’re both just… Two guys who love each other, and want to share our love with other people, too”, and they were. They truly, truly were, and Felix believed this one hundred percent. “It’s all about trust and consent and all that, you know?”

“Oh, I know…” Your fingers tapped the table. 

You looked at Felix for a moment, the air was suddenly heavy between you two, thick with something intense, alluring, and Felix could feel the hairs at his nape stand on end when you leaned on the table, resting your elbows on it. “So… If I take you home right now, and fuck your brains out, your mate won’t mind?”

Blunt. Forward. Very much an alpha, you were.

“My mate was the one who urged me to text you back last night”, a smirk made its way onto his lips, and he leaned forward on the table as well, matching your stance. “What about you, though? You’re an alpha. Wouldn’t it bother you? To know I’m also someone else’s? To share?”

“I’m not a possessive alpha. Not like that at least”, you licked your lips, and Felix’s eyes followed the movement like a hawk. “Like you said… It’s all about consent, and trust, and all that”.

“Exactly…”

You stared at him, and Felix stared right back. In your eyes, all dark and clouded with need, he could see it all. In your scent, he could smell it all. Arousal, lust, want… It was honestly almost comical how fast the both of you stood up from your chairs. The bills had been paid for already, so you simply slung your bag over your shoulder and took Felix’s hand, tugging him out of the café.

“My place is close by”, you told him simply, and he followed you without hesitation.

“Isn’t it dangerous for you to show me where you live on a first date?” Felix teased you as soon as you both made it to your building’s entrance–it was more a door than an entrance, but he figured the term still worked.

“I don’t know why, but my instincts tell me I can trust you, Lee Felix”, you said as you started to climb the stairs, and Felix followed right behind you, not even pretending like he wasn’t staring at your ass the entire time. “But anyway, what would you do to me? I could probably snap you in half”, you grinned at him as soon as you made it to your door, hastily getting your keys from your bag and unlocking it.

“You wouldn’t dare! Who’d take care of my Hyunjin if I’m gone?” Felix bit back, stepping into your home.

As soon as the door closed behind him, you pushed Felix against it, pressing your whole body against his own, and that look in your eyes truly reminded him that you were an alpha, that you were very much capable of snapping him in half, and that he’d gladly let you fuck him silly at any time of day.

“Well, if he wants, I can take care of him no problem. I honestly haven’t been able to stop thinking about his apple and pear scent”, you caged him against that door, with your hands at either side of him. “But then again, I also haven’t been able to stop thinking about yours”.

Before Felix could even attempt to respond, your lips were on his. Warm, slightly chapped from the cold air outside, but still moist with your saliva, and his entire body came alight. You tasted like coffee and bread and like the sweetest nectar he’d ever drunk. 

Your fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer as your tongue made its way inside his mouth, devouring him, and he simply took it, pushing his tongue against yours and holding your waist tightly. Felix wasn’t sure if it was the influence of your alpha scent, if it was the fact that you were a werewolf, or the fact that you’d met in the forest, right where he had met Hyunjin, his forever mate, making his brain jump to conclusions, but truly, Felix had only ever felt this ravenous with him before this moment.

“Are you clean of anything?” You asked as soon as your lips disconnected, starting a trail of kisses all the way from his mouth to his neck, licking and sucking on his pulse point, making him whine.

“Yes”, Felix replied simply, slightly breathless, because it was the truth. He got checked regularly, as did Hyunjin.

“Good. Me too”, with that, you dropped to your knees, swiftly undoing his belt, popping open the button of his jeans and opening his zipper. God, he was so hard already, how had he gotten this worked up just by a few minutes of kissing?

It was really hard for him to care at all as you mouthed his length over his underwear. “Let me know if you want to stop at some point, okay? You say stop and I’ll stop. Promise”.

Felix nodded, his eyes fixed on yours as you palmed him. You squeezed him over the fabric, and he was starting to lose it, truly. “Say it, Felix. Say you understand”.

“I–I understand”, saliva had pooled in his mouth, so he swallowed, getting lost in your sinful stare. Felix was usually the one taking the lead, but right now, there was nothing he wanted more than to let you do with him as you pleased, and by that look in your eyes, he was almost certain that was what you wanted, too.

“That’s it. What a good boy”, you smiled at him, a genuine smile that made your eyes disappear, a complete contrast to the way you pulled his underwear down, letting his cock spring free from its confinements.

As soon as you took his length into your warm, wet mouth, he just couldn’t help himself, the moan that left his lips was almost pathetic to his ears, but he didn’t care. Felix let his head fall against the door, lost in the feeling of your warmth around him, on the obscene slurping sounds filling his ears, on the smell of the forest surrounding him completely, making him tremble where he stood.

When was the last time he had had sex with a stranger? But then again, somehow, you didn’t feel like a total stranger, you felt familiar, almost as if he had known you for a long, long time. 

“So fucking good with your mouth–Fuck!” The feeling of your throat around him was too much, you were working him up way too quickly, he had to focus really hard to hold it all in. Maybe it was the mix of your entire being–your scent, your values, your tits that looked absolutely amazing in that low top–or maybe it was the new experience that had him so heated, but he’d usually be able to go longer than this, he had stamina goddamn it.

You pulled away from his cock with a lewd pop, replacing your mouth with your hand, pumping him fervently. Sweet, sweet torture… “It’s okay, puppy. You can come. I’m not done with you, though. You can come and then I’ll work you up all over again, hm?”

Felix nodded, frantic, his eyes jumping from your hand working his cock to your face, to your eyes staring right into him. As soon as you took him back into your mouth he was gone. “Shit, fuck… You’re seriously… I’m gonna come, fuck…”

You bobbed your head once, twice, thrice, and then his mind went blank. An assortment of swears and grunts and moans flew past his lips as he shot his load down your throat, and you kept blowing him through all of it, even when he stopped coming, bringing him to the brink of oversensitivity.

“Shit, wait, too much…” He whined, writhing against the door. For a moment, he thought you wouldn’t stop, he honestly wouldn’t be surprised if you didn’t. 

But thankfully–or regretfully, he couldn’t decide…–you took pity on him, finally letting him fall from your mouth and staring up at him with a satisfied smile on your face as you looked at him taking deep breaths. When you stood on your feet and kissed him again, Felix really started to feel lightheaded, drunk on your scent, on his own taste on your tongue.

“You okay?” You asked, and it seemed like you genuinely cared, which honestly made his heart flutter.

“More than okay, holy shit”, Felix replied between kisses, making you chuckle. You instructed him to take his t-shirt, his shoes, his jeans and underwear off, and he did it without hesitation.

“Come here, pup”, you tugged him away from the door, walking a few strides and pushing him to sit on the sofa, straddling him as soon as he was seated. 

His hands came to rest on the curve of your ass, and before his hazy mind could register the movement, you had already tugged your shirt and your bra away from your body. His mouth watered at the sight of your breasts falling into their natural place, and right there, sitting on top of him, you truly, truly looked like a goddess.

“Felix”, your hand came to his nape, caressing his skin softly. “You seem to be very focused on my chest. Just like you were yesterday”, shit, he had been caught, but honestly, he couldn’t find it in him to care at all.

“How could I not? Shit, look at these”, he moved his hands to cup your tits, squeezing them gently. You allowed him to do it for a few moments, but then you took a hold of his hands, placing them on your ribs, right below your breasts.

“Wanna suck on them, pup?” You kept his hands pressed to your skin, and he immediately nodded, sucking you eagerly when you pulled his face to your breasts.

He didn’t know how long he spent with his mouth attached to your chest while you rolled your hips to get some friction from his already hardening length. All he knew was that when you came from the attention he was giving to your tits, from the grind of your still clothed core against him, the sound of your moans and your soft praises had him almost coming again.

That afternoon, after you took him from that sofa to your room, after you slid a condom on his cock and rode him until he couldn’t take it anymore, Felix left your flat all levels of fucked out of his mind, with a promise of another date, and an almost bashful ‘you think Hyunjin would like to meet me?’

As soon as he was back home, he made his way to his bedroom, finding Hyunjin propped on the headboard of the bed with a sketchbook and a pencil in his hands. 

Felix plopped on the bed, sighing contently, and Hyunjin immediately chuckled in response.

“Jinnie, baby. You have to meet her, seriously”, Felix turned to his side and propped himself on his elbow, looking at Hyunjin.

“You think I’d like them?” His mate asked with a chuckle, barely even looking up from the piece he was working on.

“I’m sure you will, shit…”

Hyunjin agreed to meet you, so Felix gave him your contact, and in a couple of days, you two went on a date.

Felix wasn’t sure why he felt so incredibly excited at the prospect of you and Hyunjin going on a date. Maybe it was the fact that they both hardly ever found a common partner, and he was sure he’d enjoy his relationships much more if Hyunjin could be involved.

So he laid on his sofa that day, playing games on his phone and waiting for Hyunjin to come back home.

It was getting dark by the time Felix heard the tell-tale signs of a key going into the keyhole. Hyunjin stepped into the flat with languid steps, dropping his bag on the floor right by the entrance and making his way to the sofa. Felix fixed his gaze on him, looking at his every move. His hair was tousled, his shirt wrinkly and barely even tucked into his jeans, and Felix could’ve sworn he was limping a bit.

Finally, Hyunjin plopped on the other end of the sofa, slouching and staring at the ceiling, and Felix slung his legs over Hyunjin’s lap. He was silent for a while, but Felix didn’t push him, he simply kept quiet and waited for Hyunjin to gather his thoughts. 

“Holy shit”, were the first words coming out of Hyunjin’s mouth, just as he brought a hand to softly caress Felix’s calf. 

“How’d it go?” Felix couldn’t hold back any longer. He needed to know.

Hyunjin gestured in front of his chest, with his eyebrows high on his face. “Tits. Shit…” 

Felix snorted at the comment, amused by the daze his partner was in. “I know, right?”

“That wasn’t normal, Lix”, Hyunjin finally looked at him, with an indecipherable glint of something in his eyes. “I’ve been with alphas before, but whatever that was went completely beyond that”.

“It kinda felt like…” Felix started, unsure if he should say it. 

But Hyunjin clearly decided to say it instead. “Like when we’re together”. 

“It’s crazy, though. We barely know them”, Felix was trying to find a logical explanation, anything factual, and not based on folklore. 

Hyunjin snorted. “Darling, we’re dogs. What does it matter? Shouldn’t we follow our instincts? How many people can say they’re as lucky as us? I can’t believe we finally found a common match”, he carded his fingers through his hair, slumping further in his seat.

“So, that means that you’d like to… Include her? Like… The three of us being a thing?” 

“After what I experienced today? Hell fucking yes”, Hyunjin chuckled. “As long as they want to. It’s all a bit… New”.  

“Mm, it is”, Felix finally sat down on the sofa, sitting close to Hyunjin and dropping his head on his shoulder. The mix of his and your scent on his clothes had his heart doing somersaults in his chest. 

Dating you was… Interesting. At first, you’d go on dates separately, either you and Hyunjin, or you and Felix, the three of you just getting used to one another. Until one day, finally, the three of you went out together. 

Felix found it incredibly exhilarating, walking around with an arm around Hyunjin’s waist while holding your hand. It all felt just so… Natural. Easy. Just like it had been when Felix and Hyunjin started to get really close, when they figured out what they meant to each other.

It was all just so much fun, and he was having the time of his life. 

Eventually, you needed to meet Chris. If Hyunjin and Felix wanted you to come over, they needed to make sure that their pack’s alpha approved of your presence at the den, and, honestly, Felix respected Chris way too much to not follow this rule, especially because it was one of the very few ones they had at all.

Chris was a bit guarded when you came to his flat to meet him for the first time. He was super stiff, and a bit more stoic than usual. Felix was sure it wasn’t the fact that you were an alpha per se, but the fact that you were an alpha that just wouldn’t stop shamelessly checking his girlfriend out, and it was probably triggering his instincts.

Felix had told you of their relationship before, but maybe he should’ve been a bit more explicit on how looking at her Like That could possibly bring your chances of coming and staying here to absolute zero. 

Hyunjin had noticed, too. And he had been trying his best to distract you enough so you would stop. It wasn’t until Chris’ girlfriend excused herself for a moment, when Chris left the room and followed her, that both Felix and Hyunjin lunged at you. 

“Darling, please. I’m begging… Stop checking her out. Chris is very possessive of our dear mother”, Felix urged, speaking as low as he could. 

“Oh my God. Was it obvious?” You sounded genuinely distressed about it, and it made Hyunjin facepalm himself. 

“Of course it was fucking obvious! You’re not exactly the epitome of discreet, love”, Hyunjin whispered-shouted.

“Shit, I didn’t mean to… I honestly have zero intentions with her. She’s just… Hot. Looks so…” You made squishing motions with your hands. You really didn’t need to say it, their pack’s mother was certainly very soft and squishable, Felix often found himself going for hugs or cuddling, so he understood, but his relationship with her was entirely familial, completely different to what you were doing right now, and it would never trigger Chris’ nature–unless the man was close to his rut, but those were technicalities…

“I’m just… Admiring, you know? Can you blame me?” 

“No”, Hyunjin sighed, dragging his hand over his face. “But please stop looking at her like that. If there’s anyone off limits at this den, it’s her”. 

You pouted, looking slightly annoyed, but you nodded regardless, finally taking a deep breath. “I know you guys are right… I’ll do my best not to start any fights over pretty girls here. No promises, though…”

When Chris and his girlfriend came back, your staring had finally stopped. Regardless, when they returned, Chris held onto his girl like the most obnoxious koala, and as usual, she didn’t seem fazed at all by this. 

You gave Chris a bit of context on your life. Your den, your pack, but most importantly, you told him the values and foundations of your pack, which were very similar to Chris’ own. That, added to the fact that you stopped looking at his girl, had seemed to soften his entire demeanour.

“They can stay”, Chris told Hyunjin and Felix that same evening after you left. “They seem nice and I like what she’s doing with their pack”. 

Felix heaved a sigh, feeling immensely relieved. At least, until Chris spoke again. 

“But, respectfully, tell her to fucking stop looking at my girlfriend like that. At least when I’m around. It fucks up with my head, and it’s incredibly unpleasant, okay?”

Chris didn’t sound particularly angry, mostly just annoyed. Felix knew you wouldn’t make any real advances towards his girlfriend, just like Chris probably knew you wouldn’t, either. Not to say how they all knew his girl just wouldn’t even acknowledge any potential advance. Hell, Felix doubted she even noticed you were looking at her like that at all, she only ever seemed to register Chris in that regard.

But at the end of the day, just like Hyunjin often said, they were dogs, and they often had to fight their animalistic instincts with an insane amount of human self control, which could honestly get quite tiring.

With the approval of their alpha, you started to regularly come to their den–more specifically, to Hyunjin and Felix’s flat, of course. You wouldn’t spend the night that much, though, which was completely understandable. After all, you had a den of your own to attend to. 

Some nights, Felix wished he could be snuggled between you and Hyunjin, he wondered how that would be like quite often. 

When he told Hyunjin about this, he simply chuckled and said ‘we’d need to get a bigger bed, then. You and I can barely fit on ours’, which honestly sounded like an amazing idea to Felix, but Hyunjin shattered his fantasy when he added, ‘how would you be snuggled between us if you love to sleep at the foot of the bed, though?’ which was also an excellent point on his part…

Regardless, you came over often, to meet Hyunjin if he was there, to meet Felix if he was there, or to meet them both if they were both there. It didn’t really matter, you just dropped by and spent time with either or both and left your scent everywhere and Felix honestly loved it more than he could’ve ever imagined. There was hardly anything that made him as happy as the mix of your scent and Hyunjin’s all over him, it made him feel giddy, and warm, and loved.

“That’s it, Lixie, baby… You’re doing so well…”

The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room. Kneeling on the sofa, with one hand on your hip, the other fondling one of your breasts, and his chest firmly pressed to your back, Felix buried his face in the crook of your neck, moaning against your skin as you kept pushing your hips back to meet his thrusts. He felt just so drunk on your scent, on the feel of your ass hitting his pelvis, and the tight grip of your walls around his cock.

“You smell so… Good, fuck…” Sweat collected at his temples, he rolled your nipple between his fingers, making you moan, the sound turning to a blissed chuckle.

“You do, too, pup. Fresh… Like petrichor”, you told him simply, pushing your hips back harder, faster.

How many times had this sofa seen you two fuck in the past handful of months? Felix wasn’t sure, but he was sure it hadn’t been enough, he needed more of it. He loved doing it here, right in the living room. He wasn’t sure why. Maybe it was the fact that your scent would linger in the fabric after you left and he’d get to smell it for days after when laid down.

Suddenly, you stopped moving, and Felix instinctively stopped moving as well as the sound of his front door opening reached his ears.

Okay, maybe it could also be the fact that Felix knew Hyunjin loved coming back home to the sight of his partners having sex that made him enjoy fucking on this sofa so much.

“You guys are fucking without me?” Hyunjin dropped his belongings at the entrance, pouting, quickly making his way to the sofa.

You chuckled, pressing a kiss on his lips once Hyunjin kneeled in front of you, wrapping his arms around you and Felix, sandwiching you between them. “You were taking too long to come home, Jinnie”.

“Too long, sweetheart”, Felix let go of your breast to grip the collar of Hyunjin’s shirt, pulling him in for a kiss, too.

Hyunjin sighed, burying his face in the crook of your neck, while Felix did the same on the other side. “Got caught up at work…”

“You work too hard, honey”, you told him, wrapping one of your arms around his waist, pulling him further into you, striking a normal, almost domestic conversation as if your walls didn’t have a vice grip on Felix’s length.

“Did you at least manage to fix that part of the mural you didn’t like?” Felix asked, caressing Hyunjin’s hair, continuing the conversation as if he wasn’t rock hard inside of you.

“I did…” Hyunjin pressed his nose to your pulse point, inhaling deeply, audibly, and it made you chuckle.

“Wanna join us? Or are you gonna stay there and watch?” Felix could feel his cock twitch when you asked that, and honestly, either option sounded exactly like absolute heaven to him.

“Have to clean up, I’m covered in paint”, Hyunjin finally detached himself from your neck, looking between you and Felix with a sad pout on his lips. “You guys go on, I’ll join you after a shower”.

With a quick kiss to both of you, Hyunjin hurriedly retreated to the bathroom.

Felix attached his lips to your shoulder, peppering your skin with kisses as you took a hold of both of his hands and brought them to your chest. “Wanna keep going, Lix? Or do you need a break?”

He squeezed your breasts, trapping your nipples between his fingers, and the way you clenched around him with the motion had him salivating, truly making him feel like a dog. Like a really horny dog. “Let’s keep going. Or I’ll die”.

Reaching behind to take a hold of his hair, you turned your head, finding Felix’s lips for a heated kiss. As soon as your hips started to push back against him again, he groaned, the sound getting lost in your mouth while you held him tightly in place, ravishing his mouth.

Tugging his head back a bit, your lips attached to his jaw, the lack of your mouth on his own let his blissed grunts and groans and moans spill freely out of his mouth. He quickened his pace, and you immediately matched the rhythm. Between your scent and the sounds you were making and the slapping of skin and the delicious feel of you wrapped around him Felix started to feel lightheaded, he’d been so close to coming so many times throughout the entire evening he was sure he’d explode at any moment.

“Darling… I’m so, so close”, Felix couldn’t help but groan as soon as you started to move even faster, holding his hair tighter.

“Come whenever you want, sunshine”, when you kissed him again, when you started to rub circles on your clit and clenching so, so tightly around him, Felix knew he was done for, he wouldn’t last much longer.

Holding your hips and burying his face in the crook of your neck to get close to your pulse point, he snapped his hips as hard as he could, chasing that sweet, sweet relief, and as soon as he took in a deep breath and your scent engulfed him fully, his mind clouded.

“Fuck, fuck, Lixie, baby…” A growl resonated from deep within your chest as soon as you got your release, it made him shiver, and coupled with the feeling of your walls clenching repeatedly around his length was enough to send him over the edge. 

Felix came with a deep, low growl, shooting his load into the latex. A low rumble started to resonate within him as he kept coming, and it remained even after your cunt had milked the very last drop. 

“Aww, you’re rumbling. What a cute little pup you are”, you chuckled, slightly breathless.

Felix felt himself flush. Taking a hold of the condom at the base to secure it in place, he carefully pulled out of you, tying a knot and dropping the soiled latex on the floor to pick it up later. He plopped on the sofa, panting a bit, still rumbling, and he couldn’t help but scoff.

“And what about it?” 

“Nothing”, you laid on top of him, kissing his cheeks, making him flush further. “You’re just really cute”.

“‘Course I am…” Felix mumbled, wrapping an arm around your waist and holding you close.

You just chuckled, pressing a loud, brief kiss on his lips.

After a quick moment of hydration, and as soon as Hyunjin was out of the bathroom, you and Felix pulled him into the bedroom, pushing him to the bed, not even giving him a chance to dry himself properly. You kissed Hyunjin fervently, just as Felix sucked love bites on his neck, eliciting a whimper from his mouth.

“Darling…” Hyunjin mumbled against your lips, trying to get your attention. “Want to… Would you let me…” With Felix’s languid strokes on his cock, Hyunjin could barely speak, and it had Felix growing impossibly harder against the curve of Hyunjin’s ass.

“What do you want, puppy?” You brought a hand to his chest, toying with one of his nipples, making him whine.

Hyunjin swallowed thickly, pushing his hips back against Felix’s length. “You… Want to taste you, please”.

“You want a taste?” You quirked a brow, pinching his nipple harder, making him swear and rut his hips harder against Felix. “What do you think, Lixie? Should I give our dear omega what he wants?”

Felix chuckled softly, licking the shell of Hyunjin’s ear, quickening the pace of his hand around Hyunjin’s length, reducing him to a whiny mess. 

“He asked nicely, baby. Our Jinnie has had a hard day today, haven’t you, love?” Felix asked, and Hyunjin simply nodded in response, burying his face in the crook of your neck to get as much of your scent on him as he could. “I think he deserves a treat. Don’t you?”

“Are you turning soft on me now, Lixie?” You chuckled, but you pulled yourself away from Hyunjin anyway. He whined in protest, and you hushed him gently. “But I agree. Today our prince gets what he wants”.

Hyunjin hardly ever didn’t get what he wanted. Just that sometimes, what he wanted wasn’t for you and Felix to pamper him. Most times, he wanted to be ruined, to be played and toyed with however you and Felix pleased, to do whatever you wanted to him. Today didn’t seem like one of those days, so Felix didn’t see any reason to not give him what he asked for, just like you didn’t seem to, either.

Sitting against the headboard, you sat with your legs open, and Hyunjin immediately scrambled to get close to your core. The moment his tongue made contact with your skin, he groaned, and you bit your lip, looking at his every move. Felix just placed his hand on the back of Hyunjin’s head, softly caressing the strands as he enjoyed the sight of his tongue licking you, of his plump lips sucking on you.

“Baby…” You made grabby hands towards Felix, and he could feel his heart swell in his chest just by the way you looked at him, with need, and want, and maybe even love. “Kiss”.

Felix wasted no time, planting his lips on yours, relishing your moans against his lips, relishing the feeling of Hyunjin’s head bobbing and moving between your legs as he held him in place. Your tongue pushed its way inside Felix’s mouth, right as your hand wrapped around his length, and the sudden contact had him moaning immediately.

Your other hand joined Felix’s on Hyunjin’s head, further pushing him against you. Very quickly, the room filled with the sounds of your moans, of Felix’s moans, of Hyunjin’s moans… Groans, grunts, whimpers, and whines mingled with one another, to the point where it was hard to know from whom the sounds were coming out from. But it didn’t matter. All that mattered was Hyunjin between your legs and your hand around Felix’s cock… All that mattered was the mix of your scents in this room on this bed and the amount of lust and love pouring out of all the three of you and bouncing off the walls.

Lately, there was nothing Felix enjoyed more than getting lost on his lovers bodies, than the feeling of you and him and Hyunjin just sharing your warmth, your pleasure, and as he felt you tense under Hyunjin’s quickening tongue, as he felt your grip on his cock tighten the further his mate worked you up, he knew there was nowhere else he wanted to be than right here, in this moment.

Felix detached his mouth from your lips, attaching himself instead to your neck, licking at your pulse point for a moment–just enough to get a concentrated taste of you, quick enough to not trigger your alpha instincts. The contact of his tongue on your neck was gone almost as soon as it started, and he finally moved away from your neck to attach his lips to your cheeks, groaning and moaning against your skin.

“You wanna make me come, Hyunjinnie?” You asked, and Hyunjin nodded, sucking your clit into his mouth, making you throw your head back against the headboard.

“Make our alpha come, Jinnie”, Felix pleaded, pushing Hyunjin further into you. “Use that filthy mouth of yours just like you know how to, and later, you can get my cock, too”.

Hyunjin moaned, the sound strained and muffled as he got lost in your heat. 

“Our sweet prince just wants to have his mouth full, doesn’t he?” You pressed a kiss on Felix’s lips, and he felt you shiver and tense further. “Always eager…”

The closer you got to your high, the more your scent seemed to intensify, and Felix was almost drunk on the smell of fresh fruits and the forest. He rocked his hips, fucking your fist just as his tongue kept dancing against yours.

The sounds of your wet kiss, the sounds of Hyunjin slurping you up, the squelching sounds of your fist around his length had Felix’s head spinning, and when your release washed over you, the feeling of you trembling and the smell of your arousal in the air almost, almost made him come, too.

With a tight grip on Hyunjin’s hair, you got him off of you, tugging him up for a kiss, a kiss Felix couldn’t help but join, moaning at the taste of you on Hyunjin’s tongue. 

“Satisfied? Happy you got what you wanted?” You asked as soon as Hyunjin separated his lips from yours, sounding incredibly confident for someone who was still panting for air.

Hyunjin nodded, whimpering when you tugged on his hair again. “Good. Now be a good boy and lay down for us, hm?”

Hyunjin scrambled, laying on his back and watching as you took a condom from the box that had been hastily thrown on the bed earlier. As soon as you slid the latex on his length and you made sure it was securely in place, you straddled him, sinking yourself on his cock in one swift movement, eliciting a shared groan of relief.

You didn’t move, you just sat on him, watching as Felix got close to Hyunjin’s head, kneeling with his length in his hand. Hyunjin looked up at him, with his eyes all glossy and with flushed cheeks, his chest rising and falling with deep breaths. Truly a sight to behold.

“Please, Lixie…” Hyunjin begged, and you chuckled from your place on his lap, making him flush further.

“So desperate, baby. As if you didn’t just have your mouth busy… How needy…”

“If there’s one thing our Jinnie is, is needy. Aren’t you, love?” Felix chuckled, caressing Hyunjin’s cheek briefly, only to finally move closer to him, slapping his length against his cheek, making Hyunjin flush further. “A textbook slut, aren’t you?”

Hyunjin swallowed, nodding. The sound of a hand hitting skin resonated in the room, the slap Felix gave Hyunjin made his mate moan as soon as his palm made contact with the skin, and Felix gripped his chin tightly with one hand right after. “Aren’t you?”

“Yes!” Hyunjin whimpered, writhing a bit under Felix’s hold, and it made him feel tingly all over, tingly with lust and love and need. “Your slut!”

“Good boy”, you chuckled, pinching one of his nipples, making him squirm.

“Indeed. Our good little slut”, Felix let go of Hyunjin’s chin, caressing his cheek after.

“Please… Move, please”, it wasn’t very clear to whom Hyunjin was talking to, to you who had been sitting on his length for a while now, completely unmoving, or to Felix who had his cock so close to his mouth, but not letting it touch his lips at all. Most likely, it was directed to the both of you, but Felix decided to move first anyway.

“Open up, then, my dearest prince”, Felix couldn’t help but groan as soon as Hyunjin’s lips wrapped around him, sucking him eagerly, moaning around his length as he bobbed his head.

“That’s it, sweetheart… You always look the prettiest, the most handsome, with your mouth stuffed full of my cock, you know?” Pushing the tip of his length against Hyunjin’s cheek, Felix slapped the bulging skin a bit, relishing the way Hyunjin closed his eyes and moaned in bliss.

You chuckled from your place on Hyunjin’s lap, placing your hands on his chest for leverage and finally starting to bounce on his cock, making him whine and whimper as Felix kept thrusting into his mouth. “Look at you, Jinnie, dear. So pretty. Moaning for us like the prettiest bitch in heat”.

“Moaning like our perfect slut, you mean”, Felix chuckled, the sound breaking into a moan of his own as Hyunjin started to move as well, meeting Felix’s thrusts, letting his cock ease into his throat.

“That, too”, your pace was ruthless, the sound of his gagging and your skin hitting Hyunjin’s had Felix salivating, and he wasn’t sure where to focus. On his forever mate choking on his cock, or on your tits bouncing with every single one of your movements, or where Hyunjin’s length kept disappearing within your heat… 

Hyunjin’s moans were getting increasingly more desperate, Felix could feel his orgasm grow incredibly close, and as soon as he locked eyes with you while he kept thrusting into Hyunjin’s mouth, he knew he wouldn’t last.

“Come here, Lixie. Let’s give our precious little omega what he wants”, you urged, quickening your pace.

“Fuck!” Hyunjin started to swear as soon as Felix’s length fell from his mouth, his blissed out noises now spilling freely from his swollen lips without the foreign body fucking his mouth.

Felix moved closer to you, just as you got off Hyunjin’s length and pulled the condom off of him, dropping it somewhere behind you to collect later. With his hand around his cock, Felix leaned into you, kissing you sloppily as he jerked himself, as you pumped Hyunjin with a tight fist.

Hyunjin was moaning a lot, Felix was grunting a lot, you were borderline growling, and it was all so much, so intense, Felix could feel his entire body tensing, and he was ready to burst at any second now. 

The second you bit Felix’s lip, he couldn’t hold back anymore. Muttering a quick warning to no one in particular, and with a few more strokes, he finally came, spilling all over Hyunjin’s abdomen, his climax clouding his senses completely as all the tension finally left his body. He opened his eyes just enough to look at your hand around Hyunjin’s length, and if he hadn’t been lightheaded before he would’ve certainly been now at the sight.

“C’mon, Jinnie. Wanna come for us? For your precious mate and your dearest alpha?” Hyunjin frantically nodded in response to your question, gripping the bed sheets tightly in his fists, moaning and swearing and making all assortments of unintelligible noises under your ruthless grip.

With one final, drawn out moan, Hyunjin came, some of his seed dripped all over your fingers, while the rest landed on his torso, soiling him and mixing with Felix’s cum. As soon as the last drop was out of his mate, Felix dived, licking the mixture of their releases into his mouth. With his tongue thoroughly coated in their juices, he kissed Hyunjin, pushing his tongue into his mouth. 

Hyunjin whimpered, pushing his tongue against Felix’s briefly, until finally you came close, and Felix simply moved his head enough so you could join in. And truly, Felix had never felt any more fulfilled than he did in this very moment, sharing that kiss with his two favourite people in this world, in that mess of tongues and lips and fluids.

With a satisfied sigh he dropped on the bed, laying next to Hyunjin just as you left the room, picking up the used condom from the floor on your way out. When you returned with a soaked washcloth in your hand, you cleaned up the mess that had been left on Hyunjin’s abdomen, murmuring soft words of encouragement as you did so. Felix simply took the cloth from you after to wipe the remnants of his release from his length just as you laid next to Hyunjin, pulling him to your chest, and pressing a kiss to his forehead.

As soon as Felix turned on his side, pressing his chest to Hyunjin’s back, Hyunjin started to rumble, letting out a content sight at your soft caresses on his hair and at Felix’s tender kisses on his shoulder.

“You should stay”, Hyunjin mumbled against your chest after a while, making you chuckle.

“I can’t tonight, pup. I’ve got to prepare this whole thing at the den… They’ll be waiting for me”, you answered simply, and when you looked at Felix he gave you his best puppy eyes, adding a sad pout for good measure.

You gave him a smile in response, pinching one of his cheeks. “I really can’t, Lix. Don’t make this any harder for me”.

“We just… Miss you when you’re gone”, Felix pressed his body further against Hyunjin, just as you did the same, effectively sandwiching him further between you two.

“We do”, Hyunjin reaffirmed, practically suffocating between your breasts, probably exactly where he wanted to be.

You sighed, tucking a strand of hair behind Felix’s ear. “I miss you guys, too. But you know I just… Can’t leave my packmates. They’re my family. And I know you guys won’t leave Chris, so… This’ll have to do for now. We’ll figure something out eventually”.

Felix just hummed, closing his eyes for a bit to enjoy the warmth of your palm on his cheek, to enjoy the rumble of Hyunjin against his chest, to ignore the need to find that solution right now. There was no point in dwelling on it when it truly was a bit of a complicated situation, and his post-coital state certainly didn’t make it any easier to make logical decisions.

The three of you laid there for a while, just sharing some body heat, some light conversation, until you moved to the bathroom to clean up, until you eventually had to call it a night and leave.

As Felix laid in bed with Hyunjin that night, curled up in a ball at the foot of the bed just how he loved to do, he realised that, he had truly never believed in soulmates, but if such a thing existed, he was one hundred percent certain having one would feel just like it felt when he was with you and Hyunjin.

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[gimmeurtummy]

Ethereal Desires: Chapter 1

Pairing: Lee Know x Y/n × Hyunjin (Y/n x Jeongin) (Brief Heeseung x Y/n) (ft. Jay)

Genre: supernatural, triangle love, unrequited love, angst, 2nd chance, 'so called star crossed lovers', what if's, deaths, scary stuff in a cute way

Chapter warnings: Domestic abuse, mention of alchohol, mention of death

"If you could change one thing about your life, what would that be?" Was the first thing her Psychology teacher asked the class today. It was a trick question to be honest, with a lot of outcomes. Apparently, she chose to pretend to be satisfied with her life, but with all honesty, she wasn't. And everyone knew.

As soon as she had stepped out of the class, a familiar wave of nostalgia washed over me. She wasn't used to walking out of classes alone, no, not once he came along. If she was Lily Bloom, then he was her Atlas Corrigan, that's how she used to view herself back as an emotionally unstable teenager. But when she saw him lying in the casket, after being in a coma for 2 years, she knew that everything was a dream. 

From then, she had grown up a lot, both emotionally and physically, and had tried her best to put everything behind herself, but standing here at the stairs of my own house, she felt unsafe in all the ways possible. Y/n took a deep breath, and pushed the door away, it made a silent creak, but it was very quiet to be noticed. She carefully closed the door and took off her shoes, and made my way to the staircase.

"Y/n? Is that you?" She closed my eyes, a soft curse falling off of her lips. There's no point in hiding anymore, she slowly walked towards the kitchen. "I made cookies!" Her mother smiled, placing the tray on the counter. She took in her appearance, apart from the bruises, she looked fine. "Here, have some."

"I am not hungry," Y/n lied, but in reality, her body was hurting so bad all she wanted was to drop dead.

"Are you okay? Did something happen?" Before she could rush over to me, she stepped back. And gave a tight smile, followed by a "I'm fine." Y/n turned on her heels and left before her mother could ask her any more questions. Sighing,she closed the door, dropping her bag by the edge of the bed, she flopped down. Her eyes focused on the now fading off white ceiling which had been last painted when her medium sized room was her nursery. Her eyes scanned the room, most of the things she had, things she loved were now gone. Sold to a thrift shop, because 2 jobs weren't paying her enough to get a bare minimum decent apartment. 

She blindly searched for the laptop on her bed, and sat up once she had her hands on it. The screen had an impressive crack, thanks to her father. The sides were dent, and the color was fading away. She turned it on, and searched for more apartments. The air blew the curtains further in her room, and the clock ticked silently. Her eyes scanned the article with a deep frown. Once. Twice. Thrice. She checked her notepad and let out a deep breath, the apartment was being rented out at a low rate. Surprisingly, no one had applied for it. She quickly sent in a, "I'm interested in this offer," before getting up to get ready for work.

Like everyday, today wasn't also in her favor, she huffed, staring out of the window at the busy street as the day passed by quite slowly. Pushing her hair out of her face, and straightened up and wore a polite smile to greet the customer who had just walked in, and just at her moment her phone vibrated with messages. She skillfully ignored the vibrations, and focused on her work. 

The doorbell of the cafe rang, as the night had already fallen, and it was quiet all around, it was not the first time Y/n had to deal with a customer coming after the closing hours. “I'm sorry, the cafe's closed,” she said, wiping the nth table. 

“Oh, I was actually here for L/n Y/n,” the skin on her body stood up at the words she turned around crossing her hands over her chest. “How may I help you?”

The man in front of her wouldn't be older than 30, his hair was styled back and he was wearing an expensive suit with glasses, “You applied for the house article I posted a while ago.” Y/n slowly nodded, frowning. Upon understanding her  confusion he quickly added, “It's not the smartest idea to put up the shifts you work on the shops on social media.”

Y/n took a deep breath, “Yeah, I know, but what about the house?”

“Oh it's available,” he nodded quickly. “It's actually a mansion I must admit, so you will have to share with others.”

“And I wonder why the rate was so low,” She thought to herself. “That's not a problem.”

“Great, if you are free we can go and visit it tomorrow,” he smiled a little too wide for the given situation, making Y/n nod wearily. After exchanging numbers the man left in a hurry. Y/n couldn't help but clutched the cleaning rag in her hand, an uneasy feeling washing over her. 

A sigh escaped her lips as she stared at the front door of her own house. Her chest filled with doubt as to whether to sneak in, or let them know about her presence. Y/n entered the house and closed the door silently, and took off her shoes. Just as she was about to sneak up the stairs, a movement caught her eye.

“Stop right there!” She heard her father's gruff voice, yelling at her. She closed her eyes before opening them again and turned to face her father. “Where were you?”

She sighed, rubbing the tip of her nose, “I work late shifts on Saturday.”

“Don't lie to me!” His loud voice made her flinch. “I know what they told me! There was a man at the cafe after it was closed!” 

“That's really creepy and weird of you,” she pointed out, and no sooner had she taken one step, she was pulled back by her bag and thrown down the staircase. Her head collided with the wall behind, her vision going blurry for a moment and her  ears ringing. 

Once she came back to my senses, she heard her mother yelling at her father, and him just yelling back at her. Her mother did her best to distract him, so she could slip into her room. Crawling up the stairs, she did. She silently slipped in and locked the door, and pushed her nearly empty glass book rack in front of it. Her bag fell off her shoulder as she dropped onto the ground, tears flowing freely.

Her nose scrunched up, forming wrinkles of confusion on her face. The mansion was lavish, the maintenance cost could pay off 4 times of her house loan. The living room was twice as big as her house. But the thing that confused her was the price. Even having to share the house with others did not explain the low cost. 

She took in her new room, which was bigger than her room, her parents room and the guest room combined. It has been 3 hours since she walked out of her home. Her mother didn't even try to stop her, knowing if she stayed there, there was no future for her. Her father had been gone since 6 in the morning. The landlord was confused, but understood her desperation to get over the paperwork and move in.

Y/n dropped her bag on the ground and sat by the window, overlooking the garden. A girl, about her age was listening to music and scribbling on a book. She stood up and wiped her hands on her pants, and walked downstairs. Just as she passed by the hallway, her shoulder brushed agasint another taller and broader shoulder. Her head snapped back, but the figure of a boy, his head low was already disappearing into another room. Her breath picked up, the scent, the touch, it felt too similar. 

She turned away continuing down the stair case, once she had closed the door behind herself the cold air greeted her like an long lost friend, making her pull her jacket tighter around herself. Another girl, her age probably, long black hair running down was yelling at the landlord, who calmly dealt with her. Seeing how calm he was, the girl felt frustrated and marched passed her back into the house.

Y/n looked a little amused and continued on her way, “You don't look like someone to get on others’ nerves.”

The man took of his glasses rubbing his nose before putting them back on, “Believe me, I get that a lot. She asked permission to throw a party.”

“And you said no?” She chuckled.

The man shrugged with a upside down grin, “I said no alcohol,” she made her laugh, because it sounded pretty stupid. Party without alcohol. A comfortable silence filled the atmosphere, making her forget why she even came here. “I suggest you stay inside the house, if you don't have any work outside of course, it's cold here.” With a nod her turned to take his leave.

“Hey, sir!” Y/n called out. “I didn't ask your name…”

He turned back, his car door opened and smiled, “Park Jongseong.”

“Do you need something?” The girl, whow as scribbling looked up at her. “You have been lingering here for a while now.”

“Oh,’ Y/n shrugged in embarrassment. “I am just new here, I have nothing to do…”

The girl tilted her head frowing, “Don't you have any shift today? At the library right?”

Y/n nodded slowly, “You are an weakly visitor, I took off today.”

The girl shurgged her shoulder, “Your library needs to stack up more books on dark magic,” she paused briefly. “Alex.”

“Y/n,” she said timidly, turning away to leave catching the faint ‘I know’. “Ask Heeseung to show you the library!” She froze. Heeseung? The frown deepening on her face. “Lee Heeseung?” She turned to look back at the girl who slowly nodded. 

Y/n took fast steps inside the house, mumbling to herslef, “It's okay, don't worry, there are plenty of Lee Heeseung's out there, that are just as tall as him and smell—”

“Watch your steps dummy!” The voice scolded her in the familiar tone. Y/n rubbed her back, whining internally until the voice hit her ears.

Oh no. 

[softspiderman]

new fic hehe

Lee Know's Magic Shop & Custom Potions by softspiderman

Hwang Hyunjin finds an unconscious fox curled up in the harsh elements of a raging storm. Not thinking about anything other than making sure the animal is safe, he gathers the limp creature and runs into the first place he can see with the lights on. He crashes through the doors of a small shop he’s never seen before. It’s only natural that it would change his life forever.

OR: Hyunjin gets thrusted into a world he’s never noticed before, and maybe it’s just enough to save his life.

[astrosfaerydae]

Masterlist

Welcome! Here are all 15 of my skz fanfics! I will update this list as I upload fics. <3

Completed fics:

☁️ When the Storm Subsides

Summary:

Word Count: 9.1k

Felix is struggling with himself and having nightmares. Chan and Minho are there to help. (Hurt/comfort can be read platonic it doesn't matter either way)

☁️Groovy Gaytime Princess

Summary:

Word Count: 3k

Chat fic. Felix posts that TikTok and sends the chat into chaos. First one that gets home gets Felix! (MinLix, mild smut)🔞

☁️Your Favorite Necklace is my Right Hand

Summary:

Word Count: 9.1k

Red lights MV inspired behind the scenes smut. (Hyunchan explicit smut)🔞

☁️Die From a Broken Heart

Summary:

Word Count: 3.1k

Jeongin gets his heart broken, Chan is there to help (hurt/comfort platonic jeongchan)

☁️It (Was) Getting Hot in Here

Summary:

Word Count: 1k

That one time where Minlix was in the hot tub together. Yea that's it. (Almost explicit but not)

☁️It All Started With a Curse

Summary:

Word Count: 35.5k

Chanlix high school au. Chan meets Felix in history club and well the rest is well history (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

Warning read all the tags and notes for reasons thank you (slice of life high school au rated mature for some jokes)

☁️The Universe in Your Eyes

Summary:

Word Count: 4.1k

Chan was trying to do an episode of chan's room but Felix is a brat and gets what he wants. Chan... Well he tried to tell him no.

(Explicit pwp)🔞

☁️ Just Another Day in Paradise

Summary:

Word Count: 325

Chan and Felix didn't like anniversaries but still celebrated in their own special way. Just some silly little domestic fluff scene that's so cute it will make your teeth rot out of your head. (3 word prompt challenge, domestic fluff, lots of love)

☁️If You Get There Before I Do

Summary:

Word Count: 7.1k

1920s farm life au, Chan and Felix plan to run away together but things take time and communication is hard, but they make it work. (Established relationship, fluff so much fluff, happy ending, marriage) Rated G

Deleted Scene:

In His Eyes My World So Came Alive

Word Count: 348

A cute little snowball fight in the past before their plans to run away. It was so sweet I couldn't just let it go.

☁️ Silence is One Thing That I'll Remeber

Summary:

Word Count: 11.1k

TW// Dead Dove: Do Not Eat!!! Major character death, death, gore, weapons, graphic violence, blood, dismemberment, hospitals, sedation against will, bullying

Chansung, Love is the Death of Peace of Mind supernatural/skz crossover AU prequel detailing the events between Chan and Jisung. Can be read as a standalone.

☁️ You Had Me From Hello

Summary:

Word count: 3.7k

Prompt for Chanlix fest on Twitter

Prompt: Felix/Chan is an avid reader and often uses the the «Little Free Library» in his neighborhood. Someone else also seem to use it, and the two start leaving small notes imbedded in the books to each other.

☁️ I Love The Look On You Face When I'm Tempting You

Summary:

Word count: 2.7k

Fluffy smuty one shot based on Minsungs ASEA Awards shenanigans. Minho is a little shit and Jisung hates loves it.

NSFW 🔞

☁️ Try my Best to Just Pretend

Summary:

Word count: 6.1k

Rated: Teen (for language)

Chanlix fake dating but they aren't the ones dating. But omg Felix wishes they were... But he can't ruin his friends relationship, that doesn't mean he doesn't get jealous though.

Hurt/comfort and fluff, fake dating, ft. All of the gym bros dorm, Canon, happy ending

☁️ I Miss The Way You Say My Name

Summary:

Word count: 2.7k

Rated: Explicit

Felix was just an absolute social butterfly at the ASEA Awards. Chan loves that about him except for when that means he is put on the back burner. Or at least he sees it that way. Jealous is a nasty little monster but the entire hotel is about to hear just who Felix belongs to.

NSFW 🔞

Pwp, possessive behavior, jealousy, orgasm denial/edging, screaming, crying

☁️ Gonna Drop Dead at This Rate

Summary:

Rated: T

Word count: 4k

Raffle fic won by Lixieloveangie from the Stay with Palestine fundraiser ran by St4y Community Events on twitter! Thank you for donating to a good cause, hope you all enjoy! Prompt: chanlix are in an established relationship, Felix does/says something in frustration that he doesn’t mean to upset Chan. Chan feeling hurt starts to avoid Felix and it gets so bad that the guys step in and are like look Felix you need to fix this

Bad at communication, canon comp, angst, angst with a happy ending

☁️ Aqua Regia

Summary:

Rated: E

Word count: 2.2k

CW// non con elements from clientele

Security Gaurd Chan can't stand it when patrons get too handsy with his stripper boyfriend Felix and finally does something about it

🔞 NSFW

PWP, strip club au, quickie, jealousy, possessive and obsessive behavior

☁️Touch Me Again

Summary:

E🔞

Word count: 2.3k

CW// blood mentioned no actual blood

Felix is not used to Chan being so damn touch now that he's allowed to be on camera. He doesn't hate it though he just hates that it's so addictive and all he wants is more. Chan makes sure he's taken care of even if they are at a photoshoot.

Pwp, blowjobs, canon compliant

☁️ Can I Call You Baby?

Summary:

Rated T

4K

Jeongin loves all his boyfriends but has never had a real first kiss. He's taken things so slow and everyone's been so patient but the pressure is mounting he wants to do it but he's scared they are going to treat him like a baby and make a big deal out it.

☁️ Coffee and Cream(pie)

Canon compliant, First kiss, poly skz, jeonglix

☁️ Even if it Hurts me, Even if I Can't Sleep, Show me the way

Summary: Rated E 🔞 3.3k Prompt: Minho wakes Jisung up with coffee and a creampie and anything but lube Canon compliant, minsung, smut, domestic fluff and smut

☁️ Turn Me Into Your Mannequin

Summary: Rated: T 7k Chanlix- Once again Felix fails to confess to Chan. He's feeling the pressure of time, contract renewals and dorm switches it is a lot at once. He can't go into this new era of Skz with this hanging over him. Canon comp, chanlix, getting together, idiots in love, angst. hurt comfort

☁️ Connected

Summary: Rated: E 🔞 5.5k Changjin- Photographer Changbin and Model Hyunjin AU. Changbin is a professional and refuses to cross that line. Hyunjin trips right over it! CW// Blood and mild injury (Hyunjin is fine just clumsy) AU, Changjin, getting together, fluff, humor, stupid in love, vanilla, smut

☁️ Scared to Try Again

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Chanlix supernatural crossover AU. Felix gets attacked by a demon and hunter Chan saves him. The demons are after Felix's necklace, Chan has to find out why. (That's the best summary I can give without spoilers!) Read all notes and warnings this fic tackles a lot of dark topics also Eventual smut 🔞 dead dove do not eat ⚠️

Prologue:

Silence is the One Thing I'll Remember

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𝐔𝐧𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 .

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As you and Chan arrive back at the old Victorian house the lot of you were calling ‘home’ for now, you catch sight of mother moon, filling herself with more and more light as another night passes.  You feel worried, you can’t help it.  No less than two weeks ago, Chan was out of control and you were being hunted by Felix and pinned by Hyunjin.  With brothers as handsome as they, you wished the context of it all wasn’t near-fatal.  

“What’re you thinking about now, little witch, hm?” Chan shifts the gear into park and turns off the engine.  The gentle hum falls into the silence of the thick forestry that surrounds you on all sides.  Surely, a non-supernatural human wouldn’t live out here by choice.  It appeared like something out of a horror novel.  You only feel remotely safe because of the terrifyingly acute senses of the wolf, vampires and witch around you.  

Witch.  

Jisung. 

Shit. 

You forgot all about the plans you two had. 

You unbuckle your seatbelt.  “Nothing.” You say, tugging at the door handle and pushing the door open, but not before Chan’s hand rests atop your knee.  

“You and I both know, you’re never thinking of ‘nothing’.” He remarks, an added layer of concern in his tone.  Chan notices how urgent your movements are in your attempts to leave the car, and he’s noticed how abruptly your thoughts changed direction.  If this man was good at reading body language from his extrasensory capabilities before, he’s especially attuned to you now that you were with child. 

His child.  

You sigh, knowing you were going to be unable to escape this one.  You look over at him.  Stray strands of his charcoal hair rest over his forehead, his expression expectant, as he waits for you to conceive an answer; and you’d better not lie either, he’d sense it too, lest you believe the lie enough yourself to be able to pass it off as the whole truth.  

“While we were out, I was able to forget about everything, if only for an hour or two.” You step foot out onto the dirt and look up at the navy skies, scattered with stars.  “The closer it gets to the full moon, the more, I don’t know—antsy I get.”  

“You haven’t had any more visions in your dreams have you?”  

You shake your head, looking over your shoulder at him, wishing you could give a clearer answer or explanation for it all.  You know it's driving him crazy trying to figure out how to solve this problem, but he did a fine job at making it look like everything was okay right now.  

“I haven’t had any dreams I can remember at all.” You drop your other foot to the ground and jump out of the truck, turning around to Chan.“ Let’s talk about it another time? We have a couple of weeks, and I want to enjoy being alive for a little while longer before I have to remember that we’re a bunch of cursed freaks.”  

You say it without thinking, but the way the words land on Chan is immediately evident.  You notice the flash of surprise, quickly shaken off as he starts to unbuckle his seatbelt and make his exit from the vehicle the primary focus, in order to disguise the emotional impact of your careless words. 

How stupid could you be? 

Out of all the ways you could’ve described them… 

“Chan, wait I–”  

“No, no no you’re fine, you’re right.” He shakes his head, and you can tell his level of discomfort from the heightened pitch in his tone and the quickened tempo of his words.  He’s about to close the car door and finally looks across to you.   

“You should take some time to be normal.”   

Chan closes the door, and you do the same, running around the front to catch up to your moody partner.  You rush in front of him, and he tilts his head back with a big sigh up at the moon before looking back at you again.  

“Come on, we don’t have to do this now.” Chan gripes.  “I know what you meant, you don’t have to change it for me.”  

“No, you don’t know what I meant, you took what you wanted to hear, made up your own interpretation as truth, and now you think you know better than me because you’re a million years old.”   

Chan stays stoic for a few seconds, but you can see he’s biting back a smile, the corner of his bottom lip drawn between his teeth.  He’s amused.  

“A few thousand, give or take, but a million? I must be getting wrinkles.”  

He breaks into a full smile as you shove his upper shoulder playfully.  Christopher Bang is frozen at twenty something, and he’ll never have a single wrinkle for the rest of eternity.  The lucky bastard was infinitely handsome.  

“Chan, I love you, I chose to live this life with you, and it’s never going to be normal…” Your arms slide up his chest, over his shoulders, and your fingers interlock behind his neck.  Thick hands rest upon your hips perfectly in sync, all in one fluid motion.  

“You are the big bad wolf, remember?” You kiss the tip of his nose, then his lips, delicately.  

When you two pull back he presses his forehead against yours, lips drawn up in a grin.  

“Does that make you my little red riding hood?”   

Your gaze dances between his lips and his eyes, flirting with the danger of it all.  You feel your breath hitch in your throat and its as if time is slowed around you.  You draw back your hand, pressing your index finger against his lips, the way you’d do when you’d wanted to coax him to show his canines.  His eyes close as he allows you, raising his upper lip, only just a little.  You can see the ivory point and you apply a little pressure, almost breaking skin when–  

Chan takes hold of your wrist and tilts his head back, changing his mind at that final moment, seemingly against his own will. 

“Ah, ah, ah.” He can see how hyper fixated you’re becoming.  

You kiss your teeth.  You two hadn’t discussed it because so much had happened between coming back to the world of the living and moving away from the other home.  Not to mention managing Hyunjin’s adjustment and Jisung’s merge into the family unit.  

But…  

You don’t mean for it to come out as a whine, but you’re frustrated now.  “Why won’t you…”  

“What?”  

You take a step backwards, giving him an annoyed look.  “You know, since I’ve been alive, you won’t, we haven’t….”  

Chan is entertained, and in some strange way, perhaps even turned-on by your discomfort, clearly; so, he decides to add to it.  

“We haven’t what? Are we not both adults? Use your words for me, babygirl, go on.”  

You close your eyes and point an index finger at him, taking in a slow, steady breath.  

“Do not call me that.” You punctuate as you open your eyes, glaring daggers at him. 

He quirks a brow.  “Why not?”  

“Because you know what it does to me and you’re not doing anything about it.  I can tell, because if you were, you’d have me bent over the hood of your truck right now quicker than I can blink.  Instead, you’re standing here, listening to me babble on like a fucking idiot.”  

The hybrid finally gives in with a gentle laugh as he pulls you in, arms around your waist, for a close, comforting embrace.  

“Oh, my little witch,” he squeezes you a little tighter before letting you go.  “I don’t think I’ve felt a deeper pain than I do when I try to hold myself back from you.  I guess it's time we finally talk about it, huh?” he exhales.  

“Honestly, I’m terrified.  As stupid as it sounds, I–I already feel like it's hard to hold back from certain…impulses of mine.  On the last full moon, I transformed against my will, and that hasn’t happened since puberty.  I haven’t figured it out yet, but the closer it gets to any full moon always makes me a little…off, but this time I just–” You can tell he’s trying to find the right words to say.  

“I feel like if I have your blood, if we have sex, I’ll…I don’t know what I’ll do, and that’s what scares me.”   

A silence hangs between you two as you ponder over his reasoning.  You hadn’t considered that he put so much thought into it.  You realize you should have brought it up earlier, but again, life was happening at the time.  You aren’t sure what to say…didn’t he know more about how these things worked than you did? What if he did lose control and ripped your throat out? You’re not getting back here without Jisung, and who knows if you’d even have another chance? And the baby…oh god the baby would die too…. you were so early on, you felt a little bloated, but weren’t even showing with a big round belly or anything.  If you die, at this point, the baby dies too.  

Not to mention how it would lead things to slowly fall apart here amongst the family you had become such an integral part of. 

“Hm…” You muse aloud, letting him know you were trying to think up some form of a resolution.  “Well, what if we didn’t go all the way?”   

“All the way like…penetration?”  

“Yeah, what if, we take baby steps, maybe some kissing, heavy petting, and gauge where your comfort level is…and if it's a green light, we keep going, if it's yellow, we slow down and discuss how you feel, and red–”  

“I’m leaving on red.” Chan offers up firmly.  

You nod.  “Fine.  Leave on red.”   

He watches you for a few seconds, but you can see the apprehension resolving from his features.  Feeling a familiar cramping pain starting to build up inside of your gut, you take the opportunity to slip away without having to explain much more and start towards the front door.  

“I gotta go to the bathroom!”  

You twist the doorknob and appear into the house.  Over the last couple of weeks, the boys had gotten a lot of candles and lighting sources put up around the place.  There are a few pieces of furniture, a large sofa, a lounge chair and a few floor pillows in the living room.  The kitchen is bare, but you made sure there were at least a few days at a time worth of human food in the fridge for you and Jisung.  The boys managed to keep a couple bags of blood in there too, if they needed it.  They were skilled enough, and old enough to feed in the town without raising suspicion, but when that wasn’t possible, at least you had some stored away for emergencies.  

Felix’s office is packed with boxes full of the notes and relics of his former repository.  He hasn’t unpacked much, instead just diving through box after box each night, exploring the contents of each and trying to piece together a way to end the curse with the information he finds.  His bedroom is at the far end of the hall on the second floor.  He keeps it neat and minimal with his bed, wardrobe, and desk.  He stores a few boxes from the office atop his desk, papers scattered about.  Even in his bedroom, he was constantly studying.    

Hyunjin has his own room, at the very top of the house, in the attic area.  He chose it himself.  He doesn’t have much other than a bed and a chair near an oil lamp on a small table for reading and writing.  He often would sit at the window and watch the moon, listening to nature with his hypersensitive hearing, focusing on the cracks of the twigs and chirps of the cicadas.  Even miles away, he could capture the whispers of the ocean waves.  It would put him in a meditative state and take his mind off the rampage that life felt like for him. Hyunjin wasn’t vocal about his feelings often, but he did care for you and would die for his brothers.  He sensed the weight of the curse becoming too much for them to bear, and made self-control, mindfulness, and inner balance, his top three priorities.  Hyunjin knows he would likely be the first to break, and he wasn’t going to let Edith win after she stole two centuries worth of life experience from him, like a prisoner rotting in a cell.  If they don't find a solution and find one fast, they must figure out an alternative to keep them alive.  Hyunjin’s survival instinct carried him, always. 

Chan shares a bedroom with you.  It’s two rooms down from Felix’s, on the second floor as well.  The bed was already in the furnished room, which was part of the reason why you chose it.  The room is elegant and old.  It makes you feel like you’re in a castle, a fairytale.  There is a small desk and a daybed near the window.  You also had access to a wardrobe, and finally had clothes of your own to wear that didn’t belong to the men of the house.  

You hear the radio in the living room playing scratchy music from the 30s, old, sultry jazz.  You’re hurrying past and catch a glimpse of Hyunjin, laying across the couch, cherry hair branched along the cushions wildly, his eyes closed, slowly waving his finger back and forth in the air to the slow tempo of the music.  He doesn’t have to open his eyes to know you’ve arrived; ever since you’ve come back to life, you’ve had the equally pungent wet dog odor that his brother has whenever he was in the proximity of a mile or so.  Yours is especially unique, in that amongst the unpleasant canine aroma, your blood still wafts a strong sweetness of the nectar of a honeysuckle flower when you walk by.  

You hurry up the stairs to the third floor.  This floor was the one underneath the attic.  There are only two rooms up here.  You reach the end of the hall and gently tap your knuckles against the wooden door.  As you wait, you lean forward a bit, just to see if you can hear anything.  Footsteps approach the door, and you stand up straight again.  

Jisung cracks the door, peeping out at you.  

“Little witch, its late, I told you not to–”  

“Jisung, you know Chan was taking me for ice cream, but I’m having the pains again–”   

You look over your shoulder before looking back to him again, pleadingly.  He steps back and unlocks the chain of the door, opening it and extending his arm.  

“Come on.”  

You step inside and he closes the door, sliding the chain lock back into place once more.  He waves his hand down the set of three locks and they all slide into place, before disappearing altogether as if they were never there.  You’re amazed, but Jisung just yawns, scratching the back of his head as he walks back over to you.  

He looks spent.  His lids are heavy, his silken ebony hair is all kinds of askew.  He’s dressed in flannel pjs and a baggy black tee.  Regardless, he shuffles past you and sits down on the edge of his bed, tapping the spot next to him for you to join.  You try not to stare but manage to see the enormous altar taking up an entire wall of his bedroom.  It wasn’t this big the last time you were here.  The altar is beautifully adorned with candles and flowers, luxurious offerings and pure gold.  Scripts with carefully written classical Hanja are tacked around at strategic points in the setup.  Some of the scripts had edges burned.  Sandalwood incense fills the air.  You take the seat next to him, wringing your hands in your lap a little nervously.  

Jisung yawns.  “I thought you were going to tell him about this tonight.”   

“I was but he told me the reason why we haven’t had sex is because he doesn’t trust his ability not to kill me.  There wasn’t any way he was going to let me try feeding from him.  It's too much, almost more than sex is–”  

Jisung’s brows knot together as he waves his hand.  “Spare me the gory details, yeah?  And that being the case, you’re technically cheating on him, which can end up with both of us dead.”  

You chuckle, and Jisung has a shadow of a smile for a moment.  His eyes are nearly closed all the way now, and he’s leaning off to the side just a little.  He catches himself, blinking back awake once more and shakes his head with a sniffle as he glances down at your stomach.  

“How’s uncle hannie’s little one?” he asks, his voice croaking with the weight of his fatigue.  You take his hand and place it over your tummy.  Jisung closes his eyes, focusing for a few moments before he pulls his hand back into his lap.  

“Doing good.  Hungrier than last time it seems.” he says, after feeling around a little.  “You’re gonna have to tell Chan about this soon.”  

You nod in firm understanding and compliance. 

It wasn’t that you didn’t think he would take it well, its just that he would make a big fuss out of it and force himself even if he didn’t feel safe doing it.  At least, when you slipped away with Jisung it was a quick transaction. 

“Can you tell if it's a boy or a girl yet?”  

“Not yet.  I can’t even tell what species it is yet.”  

You two sit there for a little while.  The music from downstairs in the living room is very faint, but you can hear it muffled all these floors above.  Your hand rests on your stomach, and you tap your fingers one after the other while you disassociate into your own thoughts.  

“Jisung, why won’t you sleep?” You finally say.  

He shrugs.  “I can’t.  Every time I fall asleep, I feel someone shaking me awake again.  My ancestors keep reaching out, demanding me to figure out how to stop my generational power from being sucked away by time.  If I lose my conjure I…I’ll die for good.  It's magick that’s been keeping me alive this long…I should’ve been gone a long time ago, and I think my body is finally catching up to that….”  

“Jisung stop.” You reach out and touch his arm.  “That’s the curse talking.  You, out of everyone, should know that.”  

He forces a smile and a nod, but he only partially believes you.  You straighten up a little and take his hand with both of yours.  You close your eyes, and a warmth begins to emanate from your palms.  Jisung delicately, but firmly pulls his hand away. 

“Hey,” he chides, “Come on before someone comes looking for you.  You’re already late.” 

You frown, but don’t press any further.  You turn around and slowly lay back until the top of your back is resting upon the softness of his lap.  Jisung’s hair falls into his face as he looks down at you, placing his inner wrist above your faintly agape mouth.  The skilled witch brings up a brass athame with a razor’s edge and slices his skin.  You don’t have fangs to cleanly puncture like the others, only tiny projections that have since the full moon, dwindled down again.  Jisung grimaces dimly, and you capture the flow of his life force, allowing the strikingly powerful blood to coat your tongue and spill down your throat. 

Usually, he would tell you stories while you fed, keeping perhaps himself and you distracted from the strangeness of the whole ordeal. 

“I haven’t been the same since we’ve come back, little witch.  Even Felix can’t figure out a way to slow down the symptoms.” Jisung sighs as he stares ahead, focused on nothing.  “I keep feeling like…I’m almost there, I almost have it figured out…and then…” his voice trails off, as he loses the energy to keep talking circles about things, he didn’t have a solution for. 

You two had been privately meeting every few days for the feedings ever since you had progressed into this month of your pregnancy.  With a bit of trial and error, and an enormous amount of Jisung’s patience, you were able to keep enough self-control to navigate feedings in a doable way…for now.  Jisung was the only one outside the loop of the brothers that you could trust with your best interests, and the best interests of your child.  Before he became so recluse, Jisung would babble about all kinds of things he wanted to teach your soon-to-be witch.  He was so excited to have a hand in raising a supernatural being.  He would nag you to keep yourself healthy and well fed in order to keep his future ‘little one’ as content as it could possibly be.  The only reason those moments had declined between you two was because of the approach of the full moon, and how it was draining him of equal parts his capability to conjure correctly, and his sanity. 

You’re finished, you can feel the satisfaction settle in your core and your homeostasis returns.  You tap the top of his wrist and hold out your thumb.  Jisung makes a tiny cut, and you press it against his wound as you sit back up.  His skin stitches itself up as it absorbs the healing element from the blood that circulated inside of you thanks to your growing embryo. 

“You should just let me try, one time, to see if I can help…” You ask, watching as Jisung stands to his feet, shuffling over to his bedside nightstand, and pulling out a white handkerchief.  He picks up the glass of water atop the stand and brings both over to you, sitting on the bed.  He’s thinking over your words as he dunks the handkerchief in the water and extends his hand, palm up, towards you. 

You give him your hand and he wipes away the smudges of blood from your thumb and surrounding hand.   

“I told you, not yet, little witch.” he replies, reaching forth to wipe the smudge of blood on the corner of your mouth. 

“I don’t feel safe enough to allow you that much access.  If things go wrong, nobody can help you.  The others can’t conjure.  We’ve taken enough risks with you this far.” Jisung gives you a sad smile. 

“Hey, we’ve got plenty of time to figure it out.  Now go on, you’ve been here long enough.” He slaps your knee and stands up with an energy burst you hardly expected.  You giggle as he pushes you, arms on your shoulders, over towards the door.  You give in and take your own steps.  Jisung’s smile is refreshing, you can tell the interaction brightened his night a little bit, even through the dense fog of this wicked curse.  With a wave of his hand down the door frame the locks appear and undo themselves; he opens the door and steps aside, allowing you to head back out into the hallway with a nod, before closing it once more.  You can’t hear the clicking of the locks like you could when you were inside the room, but you’re certain you can feel how locked down his space had become, the protection spell.

The power of magick. 

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Boom. 

The box slams onto the living room floor, kicking up a little bit of dust from the old, faded carpet. 

Hyunjin slowly sits up on the couch, looking you up and down like you have absolutely lost your mind. 

You grin, proud of yourself for the treasure you've found.  It was the perfect activity to bring everyone together over something that wasn’t strategizing an attack on an enemy or fighting for your lives.   

At least, that’s what you had convinced yourself when you came across it in the hallway amongst the miscellaneous boxes that hadn’t been unpacked yet. 

“What’s this?” Hyunjin asks, still confused, from the couch. 

“FELIX, CHAN, JISUNG!” 

You shout, though you know you don’t have to.  Everyone’s supernatural senses, save for Jisung, could’ve heard you several miles away. 

Chan is the first to arrive in a swoosh of air, and a second or two later, Felix isn’t too far behind, brushing back his white hair that had unsettled in his wake with his fingers as he joins the group.  You look around at everyone but stop, noticing someone missing. 

“Can someone get Jisung?” 

“Hold on, hold on, little witch–” Chan holds out his arms before anyone continues and looks to you again, “What’s this about? What’s happened?” he asks with concern.  You reach into the crate and pull out the box of Uno cards.   

Felix’s entire face lights up with a laugh as he covers his mouth in shock.  He joins you, taking the Uno box and turning to his brothers. 

“This is a game we’ve always had in our activities room that I just learned how to play when you went into the city to find Edith’s remains.” he speaks excitedly.  You beam proudly as he continues, “It's this bewildering card game called ‘Uno’.” 

Chan squints in confusion.  “That’s Uno, yeah? Felix, brother, you’ve never played Uno until a few months ago?” 

Hyunjin is still left in the dark.  “I don’t understand…a card game?  Why are you so amped up about it?” he asks with a tilt of his head, curiosity having been piqued.  You step forward, taking the box from Felix’s hands as you raise your brow at Hyunjin. 

“Get Jisung down here and I’ll show you.” 

Perhaps it was due to blood loss from the feeding, but Jisung managed to catch a couple of hours of rest the day after you two had met in secret.  Still, it wasn’t enough to make up for how sleep starved he had been for two straight weeks.  Chan agrees to retrieve the elder witch, zooming upstairs. 

Hyunjin steps closer, beside you.  He takes your hand, slowly turning it over and seeing as if he could see something that you couldn’t.  He extends your fingers and runs his thumb over yours, the thumb Jisung had split open the night before to heal himself after your feeding. 

But—he shouldn’t be seeing anything? You had since healed up several times over, and had showered tonight, surely you didn’t leave any trace of what had happened?   

You snatch your hand away as he’s about to speak, but Chan appears amongst you all again, setting Jisung down to his feet and brushing himself off. 

“I hate that method of transportation.  Never do that again.” Jisung stumbles over to the other side of the circle, plopping down on the couch.  “What’s going on?” 

“We’re having a mandatory game night, right here, right now.” You turn to each brother as you get down to your knees and open up the box of cards.  You begin shuffling them as you gesture for the others to join you.  Chan’s not a stranger to the card game, and he finds your excitement endearing.  He happily takes a seat beside you, folding his legs underneath his body.  Hyunjin is suspicious of the traces of power in your blood that he felt a moment ago.  He leaves it alone for now, and sits on the other side of Chan.  Jisung pushes himself forward, slipping down the front of the couch to join the circle on the floor.  Felix takes the open space between you and Jisung, and everyone awaits your instructions. 

“Some of you have played this, some of you haven’t.  There are a bunch of different rules and ways to play, here’s how this is gonna go.”  You begin to deal the shuffled cards out to each player as you continue to speak.  “This is the draw pile, it's where you draw cards from.” You point to the pile in the center.  “I’m gonna start a discard pile.” You flip a card over and place it face up. 

“This is a Red 6.  If you have any red cards, or any cards with a 6, you put them on top of this pile.  If you don’t have matching cards, you must draw from the pile.  If you draw a match, you can play it, otherwise, that’s the end of your turn.” 

You place down a +2 card. 

“There are action cards too.  Skips, reverses, draws, those are the most deviant ones, you’ll have to draw however many cards it says.” 

“When you have one card that remains, you call out, ‘Uno’.” Felix finishes your instructions with a nod to Hyunjin, making sure his younger brother had a clear understanding.   

Hyunjin nods back.  “Uno, meaning one. Hm.” he says aloud, affirming his comprehension of the rules of the game. 

“Oh, I’ve played this before.” Jisung finally comes to the realization of his personal familiarity with the game.  “I could use some friendly competition.” he reaches forth for the cards you’ve dealt him, bringing them to his chest. 

“There is no friendship in competition.  That would make it biased, and biasing breeds contempt resulting in mutiny.” Hyunjin lilts nonchalantly, gazing over his own hand. 

“Okay Julius-fucking-Caesar, it’s a card game for Christ's sake.” Jisung snaps.  Hyunjin laughs at how easily perturbed the witch becomes, rearranging the cards in his deck blithely. 

“Chan, if you don’t mind starting us off?” You ask. 

“Of course,” he reaches into the draw pile and flips over a +4. He makes a face. 

“Erm, that’s just the starting card I guess I should flip another?” He reaches forward but Felix covers the deck, hand splayed over it. 

“No no, that’s not fair.” Felix looks between you and Hyunjin, on both sides of Chan. He points to Hyunjin.  “You, little brother, draw four cards.” 

You muffle a chuckle underneath your breath as Hyunjin reaches forward and draws four cards without making a fuss about it.  He barely understands what’s happening outside of the logical aspect, and he surely doesn’t understand the inside joke happening between you and Felix. 

“Some rules we create and adjust as we go.” You offer, for anyone who cares about the politics of a game of Uno.  The next turn goes off pretty unremarkably, with each player having one or more cards to place down.  Another one goes by, and the cards are becoming dangerously low in the hands of Jisung and Chan.  Hyunjin was close behind, followed by you and then Felix.   

However, in typical Uno fashion, the moment Chan confidently flips one over and adds his match, bringing him down to two cards in his hand—Hyunjin places down a yellow reversal, and a draw four, before he holds a single red 2 between his index and middle fingers victoriously.   

Jisung slams the three in his hand down, Chan sits back with a sigh and laughs of defeat.  “Slick move brother.” He extends props to Hyunjin’s method of strategy. 

“Hold on! You didn’t even know what Uno was before all this!” he exclaims, “How do you win the first round?” 

“It’s not a difficult game to understand, Jisung.” Hyunjin’s voice is soft, with a little melody to its airiness.  “May I?” He reaches forth for the cards and everyone passes theirs in and allows him to reshuffle.  The thin cardboard material of the cards release tiny klink sounds when they land on Hyunjin’s metal rings as he dances the cards at vampiric speed between his hands and fingers as if he worked professionally at a casino. 

“Better luck next time.” the vampire teases, when suddenly, the cards go flying from his hands, scattering around him.  Hyunjin’s head slowly turns to Jisung, seated next to him, who looks up to the ceiling, whistling to himself innocently. 

“Hey,” Chan’s voice booms across the circle and startles you.  His hand eases against your lower back, rubbing back and forth apologetically as he furrows his brow at his younger sibling to cool it.  It's like seeing two cats about to go at it and intercepting before the prey drive could build too high.  Hyunjin’s attention returns as he crosses his arms.  Jisung dissolves into laughter at how he had one upped the brother with simple conjure.  To be a good sport he reaches his hand out to the center of the circle and spins his fingers one after the other, into a fist, and squeezes tight.  Every single card slips back into a neat pile in the middle, before seven individual ones fly out to each player, effectively setting them up for another round.   

Once finished, Jisung exhales, shaking out his hand. 

“How do I do that?” You ask, getting excited by the prospect of incredible conjure like that again.  You hadn’t felt that level of power and control since the battle before you died. 

“With lots and lots of practice.” he replies, hugging his knees to his chest.  “Alright, if you win twice, this thing’s officially rigged, let's go.” 

The night goes on and as competitiveness grows, the demand for round after round continues.  It’s the first time all of you shared near carefree entertainment with one another.  You start to feel a little achy in your back, so after the sixth round, you tap out.  You wish the boys a good morning and wrap it up early for the night. 

As you head upstairs, Chan catches up behind you. 

“Wait up, little witch.” 

You turn on the staircase, your hand resting on the banister.  “You can play with your brothers, they’re getting another round in.” 

“Oh, I know I can, but you’re in pain, I figured I’d run you a bath.” he continues walking up past you and looks down over his shoulder, extending his hand.  You take it, following the handsome, dark haired and cocoa eyed hybrid up the staircase. 

━━━━━━━━ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴅɪᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ?

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[ttokilino]

writing my next first love installmemt simce i had mega ideas then next will be whoever wins the poll!! in the meantime...

my new au is gonna be a vampire minho au!! its going to have dark themes and be horror/fluff/suggestive/sexual content filled! therefore, 18+ ONLY PLEASE!!

[lumineescente]

seungjin drabble (again) FULL FIC UPDATE

hii im doing a thing called slowtober (made by @/oeildesaturne on instagram, french speaking folks check it out!! although be aware of tw mental health and eds talks) and i'm posting on twitter a seungjin au per word

for the second word of this slowtober we got "black cat"

For this word it's a modern supernatural hyunjin cat shape shifter with his roommates werewolf felix and ghost jeongin greeting their new (human) roommate seungmin

AAAND it's not betaed.. plus it's just a little brainrot but i liked it so i'm sharing it here!! not to be too excited but it'd be great to write it entirely (one day)

if you want to check all the drabbles you can go here

GREAT NEW!! this drabble has magically been turned into a full fic that you can check HERE

"Hyunjin!"

Hyunjin opens one eye. His ears moving at the sound of his name being called but not wanting to move any other body parts. He has spent the morning sleeping peacefully in a very sunny spot in their garden and with fall beginning he knows he will not be able to do so for a few months.

"There you are," Felix says as he stands tall, in a respectable distance from Hyunjin.

Felix never really liked cats. Due to his special nature, he never gets close Hyunjin when he is turn into a cat.

"What?" He asks barely moving.

"Did you forget? Our new roommate is coming at any second and you're cat sunbathing."

There is no real bite in his words, he is barely really mad. But they did promise to Minho, who is giving his room to this new person, to make sure nothing weird happens. Which is funny and ironic because Minho has always been the one to play with the weird limit. But the latter would deny it if they were to tell him.

"Right, I totally did not forget, " he finally decides to lie while standing up and stretching his cat body making sure to wake up each and every muscle.

"Good, because I already had to convince Jeongin to make sure he stays hidden but he said he was curious about the new guy but..."

"There you are, Felix!" A voice says at the door of the garden.

Both of them freeze. When Hyunjin looks up he sees the young man Minho had introduced to them a few weeks ago. What is different from that day is that now he is wearing some sweatpants and casual hoodie, his hair is slightly dishevelled and he looks terrible cute. Hyunjin knows his cat ears perks up in joy. How could he have forgotten today was the day he was joining their household ? He is so stupid. And Seungmin is so stupidly cute.

"Oh! I didn't know we had a cat," Seungmin says cutely.

Hyunjin has always been a very tactile person, and the same as a cat, but when Seungmin squats down next to him and gently extends a hand to pet him, he dodges it. The surprise look on Seungmin's eyes makes him swoon.

"He does not like being touch?" Seungmin asks Felix.

Hyunjin almost answers for Felix but thankfully he remembers cat don't speak before he does something that definitely falls into the weird part.

"No he really is affectionate, he must be nervous," Felix smirks and Hyunjin sends him a glare.

The reality is that none of his roommate ever pet him considering, Felix is a werewolf and would rather die than touch a cat, Minho is too jealous of Hyunjin shapeshifting ability, and Jeongin.. well Jeongin could hardly touch anything. Plus maybe it was a bit weird. Well he had never overthink it. But now Seungmin, the very cute new roommate, the very new human cute roommate, wants to scratch his head without knowing it was actually a human being.

"So what's his name?"

Felix seems to think very hardly on it and Hyunjin knows he will come up with something. He meows adamantly. He barely meows because he is used to his roommates knowing he is a human first and always talks normally even as a cat. It sounds weird.

"Its not our cat," Felix ends up saying instead and Hyunjin ears move pleasantly, "he just comes here sometimes..."

"Oh okay."

Seungmin tries again to reach for Hyunjin's head and this time he can not do anything else but let him pet him. It does feel good. He ends up purring a bit and keeps his eyes half closed to not look at Felix's mocking face. It is enjoyable. He could definitely go for that again.

"Hyunjin's not home?" Seungmin asks.

Is Hyunjin insane to hear a bit of disappointment in his voice?

"I dont know where he went, he should come back any time soon."

Yeah! He would come back quicker if Felix could bring Seungmin inside and let him carefully go back to his room to turn into a human again. Instead of letting him pur happily while Seungmin scratches behind his neck. Fucking cat instinct. He sure will remember that whenever Felix needs help.

"Okay well I put most of my stuff in the kitchen, is it okay if you help me get them upstairs?"

"Sure, I just know Hyunjin will magically appear when he hears you need help."

Seungmin stops the petting and Hyunjin opens his eyes quickly enough to see a blush on his face. He wants to bites Felix leg.

"Really.." Seungmin laughs awkwardly, "then maybe you should go..."

He gets up and starts walking back to the inside.

"I hate you," Hyunjin whispers very quietly to Felix.

Like the traitor he is, Felix just winks and runs to follow Seungmin. Hyunjin wants to disappear.

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✉ 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓻𝓮𝓬𝓲𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓭 𝓪 𝓵𝓮𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻

Dear gentle reader,

According to rumor, a monarch has created a place where the truest colors, regardless of how dark or brilliant they may appear, can be expressed. Under his guidance, he allowed his people to flourish, but have you heard? Not everyone has been fortunate in life. A sinister secret lurks within an enchanted kingdom based on a fairy tale. Unspoken secrets are still alive, but what will happen if they are revealed?

Yours truly.

HISTORY. WORLD. CITIZENS. SEALED ORDER.

[bouquet-of-flow3rs]

Blood Lust

Prologue

!pairings: Vampire!Ot8!Straykids x Reader!

Genre: Supernatural AU, Slow burn, angst, future fluff. MDNI!

!TW!: physical violence, sexual assault, bruises and blood, future smut. [Let me know if I missed anything.]

[A/n: This story will have clear descriptions of unwanted physical actions if you find this upsetting please don't read it!]

You want It all to end. You want to give up, you are so tired of the way he treats you, You’ve known Sungwoo since high school, back then you had a massive crush on him but you bit your tongue on telling him your feelings. Sungwoo was the type of guy who everybody loves, a model student If you will. It was after graduation that you finally worked up the nerve to confess to him. “Uhm, Sungwoo,” You hesitate, “I felt like you should know,” You wring your hands together nervously, “I’ve liked you for a long time now.” You confess finally working up the courage to tell him your feelings, you stand there waiting for a reply but he simply bursts out laughing making you shrink in on yourself, He finally slows his laughter and breathes out as if he were trying to catch his breath, what he responds with breaks your heart, “Do you seriously believe that someone like me could ever like somebody like you?” He ridicules, his face scrunched up, sneering at you, your eyes widen and you don’t even know how to respond so you both stand there staring at each other, “O-oh,” You breathe out. 

After the rejection you chose not to leave your house, your parents were very worried about you and since they hadn’t heard about what happened between you and Sungwoo they decided to invite him over to try and help cheer you up. When your mom knocks on your door you simply pull your covers over yourself and try to ignore her but she just pushes her way into your room, you couldn’t see Sungwoo following behind her. He follows behind silently scheming up a plan, “[Y/n}, sweetie?” she pulls the blanket off of you, forcing you to look at her, “There’s someone here to help cheer you up.” She states her voice full of hope, you glance behind her, and you’re shocked to find Sungwoo there, you immediately sit up and speak, “Sungwoo?” Your eyebrows crease, “W-what are you doing here?” You stutter out, and he smirks with a shadow cast over his face, “Oh don’t worry [Y/n] I was just telling your mother all about why you’re sad.” He offers fake comfort, you stare at him in shock and straighten up, “Y-You did, but why-” Your mom cuts you off, “Oh, yes Sungwoo was telling me and your father all about your plans to move in with each other!” She exclaims, "You stare at her in confusion “What are you talking about-” Sungwoo cuts you off abruptly, “Yes I was just telling your mom about how we plan to be roommates!” He says a fake smile plastered on his face.

You’ve been living in hell for 3 years now, Sungwoo is an awful person who treats you as his own personal plaything forcing you to do things you don’t want to and if you say no, well, then you’ll regret it more than going along with the things he wants. Every day when he returns from work he forces himself onto you, you hate it but there's nothing you can do but endure it. Your muscles are screaming in pain and you have to choke back tears and sobs as he violates you, He pumps his cock harshly into you making you feel as if you’re going to lose feeling in your legs, its hurts and you can barely stand it but you know if you push him off of you it will just be worse, you have to think of anything else to stop yourself from sobbing out. He has his hands tightly wrapped around your wrists as he holds them above your head, you’re currently blindfolded and you hate it, it feels as if it’s digging into your skin. After you both moved into this hellhole of an apartment, he began his torture on you, every day he forces himself on you is another day you want to end it all.

When he’s finally done with his assault on you he slides himself out of you and off of the bed to search the floor for his clothes, “Good Job not fighting back today Sweetie.” he says in a sickly sweet voice that makes you nauseous, you lay there staring at the ceiling with glossy eyes as you feel an ache deep in your bones that persistently throb in pain even though you are keeping perfectly still, Sungwoo finally exits the room and shuts your door, and that's when you finally let out the shaky breath you were holding in, you let out soft sobs your voice hoarse and throat dry, burning much like your eyes when you removed the blindfold earlier, you swear you can still feel the burning sensation of it rubbing against your face as it digs in, you feel as if you’re going to be sick as you feel Sungwoo’s cum dripping from between your legs onto your dirty bed sheets, you felt disgusting and you definitely wanted to shower but your body screamed at you in agony at the smallest of movements so you laid there in your twin sized bed and sobbed, the blur of your tears stung your eyes and you scrubbed at your face trying try swipe away at your tears. When you finally get up from your bed it's nearing 2 AM. You walk, your legs wobbling with every agonizing step towards the bathroom, when you finally reach it you pull the shower curtain back and turn on the shower, while waiting for your water to warm up you stare into the mirror as it reveals a shell of the girl you once were, your once smooth [h/c] hair is ruffled and tangled, your eyes have dark bags beneath them and once you look down at the rest of your body you notice all the bruises and cuts that mark you, but the worst marks are left along your neck where you can see clear prints of Sungwoo’s hands and the hickeys that litter your neck and shoulders. 

When you finally get into the shower you feel ever so slightly refreshed at the feeling of all the grime Sungwoo left on you slightly washing away you could still feel every sensation he put you through but at least now you felt cleaner, you make sure to scrub harshly at your skin even though you feel a burning sensation by doing so, you make sure to be ever so slightly softer when going over bruised areas but it still stings, after rinsing away all the filth on your body you step out and pat your body dry.

After your shower you quietly make your way back to your room pulling off all of the bedding and straightening your body to make it to the laundry room and clean it of all the stains on it, you finally make it to your room after loading them into the washing machine and crash on the mattress before crying yourself to sleep.

Meanwhile, across the city, a man is running from an unknown creature. Whatever it is it's fast and has red eyes, it seems to be chasing this man out of blood lust. The man runs deeper into the city swerving through buildings and ducking into alleyways, it was late into the night and he can’t see anything in front of him due to the surrounding darkness, he runs right into a brick wall but when he looked up it’s just a person, this person was shrouded by the surrounding darkness of the alleyway but he could feel that whoever this is, is currently staring at him, he quickly stands up and rushes over taking this persons hand in his and trying to drag him away from their current location but no matter how hard he tries the man won’t budge he stands there continuing to stare at this feeble man who is trying to drag him away and miserably failing, the man can hear the creature approaching the two of them causing him to yell at the person saying they need to leave now but the person only continues staring at him before dryly chuckling, the creature approaches the alley and the man quickly shuts up the silence of the night is deafening other than the sound of heavy footsteps approaching the two of them, the person beside him laughs darkly and turns his head to look at the approaching shadow that is cast from the street in front of the alley. The figure approaches revealing the shape of a human with eyes that glow red, the man can’t see what this person looks like only their dark shape but even that is hard to see due to the dark alleyway he’s in, the man lets go of the stranger's hand and backs up hitting the dead end, brick wall, suddenly 4 figures drop from above and 2 more come from behind the original humanoid creature, “W-who are you?” He yells as the creatures approach “Why are you coming after me when there’s another person right there!” He exclaims but said person turns around and begins to speak, “Because,” He approaches along with the rest, “I’m one of them.” He says his voice is deep with a hint of an accent.

That night in Seoul the only sound that could be heard from within that dark alleyway was the sound of a man screaming in agony

[First part of my upcoming series I hope you'll all like it :)]

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𓍢ִ໋🀦 HISTORY : The University of Magicks was founded in tbe 1700s by 4 men ( The Yang Dynasty, The Hwang Dynasty , The Bahng Dynasty, The Lee Dynasty ) and 1 woman ( The Yu Dynasty ) allies. They all were children of the Enchanted land who wanted to do something good for the people with magicks aka those with supernatural abilities. So they united and formed The University of Magicks. A University for the Enchanted. They created four groups for people with different supernatural abilities. They were as below -:

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𓍢ִ໋🀦 THE ELITES: Formed by the closest allies and long term friends, The Yang and Hwang Dynasty. This house comprises of the creatures with the highest supernatural abilities. That is the Demon and Vampire clan. They are trained to become the powerfullest of them all. As due to a sudden mutation earlier, they don't even require much blood to survive now. They can even withstand any temperature be it hot or cold.... Now after the great feud, only their last descendants and other lower graded demon vampire clans study here.

𓍢ִ໋🀦 MOODBOARD:

𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋

𓍢ִ໋🀦 THE WOLF PACK: Formed by the Bahng Dynasty, they comprise of the higher ranked werewolves. Known for their quick wit and agility they grow the strongest nearing to the Full Moons night. They are trained to be the second highest in rank after the Elites. They usually live in packs and marry their destined mates whom they identify through their scents during heat season. Now all the Bahng Dynasty descendants and the other lower clans study there....

𓍢ִ໋🀦 MOODBOARD:

𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒𓂃🦋

𓍢ִ໋🀦 THE WITCH'S LAIR: Formed By The Yu Dynasty for all the wiccans and elves . Ms. Yu wanted to do something good for her magical clan so that they don't get shunned by their villages by the superstitious humans. The Witch's Lair comprise of many different small clans, that is the witches, elves, fairies, necromancers to name a few. Each clan has their own familiar and everyone with magical abilities, good or bad are welcomed here to train....

𓍢ִ໋🀦 MOODBOARD:

𓍢ִ໋🀦 THE OUTKASTS: Formed by The Lee Dynasty, the outkasts are basically what they're named after. That is, they don't belong to the higher ranks and mostly comprise of spirits of the forests or the deep sea. Mr. Lee was a very generous man and he wanted to do something better for the betterment of these lesser ranked creature. So he joined hands with the famed 3 men and 1 woman to form the fourth and last group. Dragons, Centaurs,  Minotaurs, Mermaids And Sirens are few of the many clans that study here...

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𓍢ִ໋🀦 THE GREAT FEUD ( 1999-2000)

In The Year 1999, A Grear Feud formed against the greatest ally clan. The Hwang Dynasty declared a war against The Yang Dynasty.... It came to be known that the royal princess of the Hwang Dynasty cheated on her husband with the Prince Of The Yang Dynasty. She was pregnant at that time when the war was declared. She already had a son named Hwang Hyunjin and she bore another son named Yang Jeongin, out of wedlock that is the result of the affair.

The great feud was declared because of this. The cold war went on for months. Afterwards, it resulted into war between the two clans. The Princess and Prince of the Hwang Dynasty and Yang Dynasty respectively were banished from both kingdoms and were cursed to rot alone forever in the forbidden lands of the Undergrounds. Now No one knows of their whereabouts now. Some say they were cursed to rot in the deep tunnels underneath the mountains of the Enchanted Peaks. The war killed a lot of innocent families and now only the step brothers - Hyunjin and Jeongin reside as the last descendants of the Hwang and Yang Dynasty...

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