#jealousshinah

[notchesandbullets]

Trouble in the Tavern (Jealous!Shin-ah x Reader)

[Slight spoilers for manga chp 65]

He's jealous, so it gets steamy towards the end. If that's not for you, probably don't read this one. Next one will be more lighthearted.

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The Happy Hungry Bunch had stopped in a nearby town just outside of the Kai Empire. Yona had performed her dance and you badly wanted to tease Hak about how he couldn't take his eyes off of her.

Instead, you were drinking away your sorrows because of a certain blue dragon. You wished he would look at you how Hak looked at Yona, but you supposed you couldn't win it all. The others had set up camp outside of the town so as to not draw any unwanted attention, and you had missed the way Shin-ah's eyes followed you as you left for the tavern.

You took another swing of the bottle in front of you, mind wandering aimlessly.

Shin-ah was a force to be reckoned with.

He had grown so much since the start of your journey, and you wished that he would allow you to be there for him as much as he was there for you. He had a habit of watching from the sidelines in silence until intervention was needed, usually between a bickering Jae-ha and Hak.

The booth that you were settled in was red leather, mimicking Yona's hair. You took another sip of the alcohol, wincing as it burned down your throat. Your head knocked back, banging against the dirty wooden wall behind you.

Time to dance.

There was faint music that wasn't very loud, but you just felt like dancing. There were already some present on the floor, and judging by their movements, they were pretty intoxicated. You took your place alongside them, in an empty space and began to sway your hips to the music. Your eyes closed as you let the beats flow over you.

Foreign hands settled on your hips, and you felt a body behind you. Your eyes shot open, immediately going to slap their hands off of your body, but they held you there, making you unable to turn around.

Your lips curled back in a snarl, desperately trying to break free of their grasp. Someone else stepped in front of you, and you looked up, meeting the gaze of an unfamiliar man.

"Eh... What do you think, man?" The voice, you didn't recognize it.

"She'll do. She's quite a beauty after all..." He leered at you, face going to sniff your hair.

You cringed away from him, but your movements were sloppy.

Dang it.

You've had too much to drink.

You felt panic rise in your chest, tightening your throat as they dragged you away. Normally, you'd be able to take them on, no problem, but this time they had caught you off guard. There was no way for you to fight them off.

I shouldn't have drank so much.

His grip has transferred from your hips to your arms, and you could feel the bruises forming underneath his fingertips.

But as the fear set in, their disgusting hands were wrenched from your body. You watched in awe as familiar white fur flooded your vision. Shin-ah let out a low growl at the sight of the bruises on your skin and continued to beat up the men now laying on the ground before you.

He still had his sword strapped to his back, but the swordsman didn't need it. He kept punching them until blood poured from their mouths.

By now, everyone was looking. You faintly heard someone screaming and others were cheering him on, but your gaze was trained on the normally reserved Seiryuu.

He drew back, standing menacingly above them, chest heaving. His body was practically vibrating in fury, and he barely held himself back from taking away their ability to breathe. The two barely conscious men cowered in fear at the sight of the fearsome masked man before them.

"Don't ever touch her again." Shin-ah snarled, baring his teeth threateningly.

How he longed to kill them and unleash the power of his eyes so that could feel excruciating pain before they left this world for good, but he had another priority.

He turned his attention back towards you, cupping your chin tenderly, inspecting you for injuries.

"Are you alright?" His soft voice reached your ears and your head spun at the contrast between the sweet Shin-ah in front of you compared to the raging dragon that he was a few seconds ago.

You shakily nodded your head, and he frowned, not at all liking how terrified they managed to make you in such a short span of time. He took your hand gently in his, leading you away from them and back to camp. He kept you close to his side the whole way there, you were practically tucked in his side, away from anyone's prying eyes.

Before you knew it, you were standing before three bewildered dragons, a very confused Hak, a concerned Yona and a scolding Yoon.

"We weren't supposed to attract any attention!!" Yoon shouted at the two of you, and you hid behind Shin-ah, his broad back shielding you from view and the pretty boy's vicious reprimanding.

Shin-ah dipped his head in apology, and Yoon huffed, eyes suddenly becoming curious. "What did you do anyways?"

He wordlessly held up his hands and gasps of shock could be heard from all around.

"Shin-ah!"

"That looks bad..."

"Oh no, what happened?!"

You peeked around him, jaw dropping in shock at the blood that crusted his knuckles.

Your wide eyes trained on him, filled with guilt. You sobered up fast. As Yoon moved to treat them, you reached out your hand, silently asking to do it instead. He handed them to you a little bit reluctantly, unsure if you'd be able to properly treat them in your drunken state, but your eyes were clear so he took a chance.

As you led him away from the campsite and into the forest, you couldn't stop the rising shame. He had to come save you, again. This wasn't the first time it had happened, and you couldn't help but feel bad that he was always looking out for you.

It's like I'm a kid that needs to be looked after... You thought venomously to yourself.

Shin-ah tilted his head, wondering why you looked angry. He hoped it wasn't aimed at him. He knew that he acted a bit out of character, but he never wanted to see that terror on your face again. It didn't belong there.

You gestured for him to take a seat at the base of the tree so that you could tend to his injuries, but he refused.

"Shin-ah, let me look at them." You insisted, going to swipe the ointment Yoon palmed him out of his hands.

You frowned when he sidestepped you, huffing and placing your hands on your hips.

"Stay still!!"

Lunging for him again, you lost your footing as your intoxicated mind miscalculated the distance between you two and you crashed straight into his chest. A blush bloomed across your cheeks, and you vaguely registered how he stiffened underneath you. You pulled back, apologizing profusely for making him uncomfortable, all while kicking yourself internally.

Idiot. We've been over this.

Holding out your hand for the medicine, he reluctantly caved and gave it to you. As you cleaned his cuts in silence, your bottom lip wobbled dangerously as the events of the night finally started to catch up with you.

Fingers that didn't belong to you gently brushed away the tears you hadn't realized were rolling down your face and you sniffled, wiping your eyes furiously.

He didn't say anything, but his nostrils flared as he saw the discolored skin on your upper arms and wrists. Outstretching his hand, his fingers barely brushed against the bruises, recoiling as he heard your breath hitch.

You caught his wrist before he could pull away, shaking your head furiously. "No, Shin-ah. Please don't leave."

He had no intentions of doing anything of the sort and his mouth set in a hard line at how insecure you were at the moment as a direct result of what those men had done to you. The corner of his lip curled back in disgust as he remembered what could have happened if he had arrived a minute later.

Your gaze lowered, mistaking his silence for another thing entirely. "I'm really sorry, please don't be angry at me."

His head snapped up in shock at your quiet whimper and he moved before he knew what he was doing.

Your eyes shot open as you were crushed in a tight hug, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes for another reason now.

"I'm not... angry at you." He told you quietly.

After you didn't say anything, he sighed, admitting softly, "I'm sorry... I should have... been there sooner."

You pulled back to look him in the eye, disbelief swimming in the depths of your gaze. "Shin-ah, there's no way this is in any way, your fault. I should have at least gotten Jae-ha to come with me so that this sort of thing didn't happen, but I figured he earned the time off."

His body tensed next to yours at the mention of the green dragon's name and you shuffled out of his arms sheepishly.

"Ah... it was stupid of me. I'll make sure to ask him next time, okay? So then you won't have to come looking for me anymore." Hugging your arms close to your body, you suppressed a shiver as his eyes locked on yours.

"No."

You tilted your head, confused. "Shin-ah?"

"No." The blue dragon ground out through clenched teeth. First the men, and now Jae-ha. He had waited too long. "I will go with you next time."

Lifting an eyebrow in astonishment, you hastily tried to repair the damage you thought you had done. "You really don't have to, I don't want to be a bother—"

The low growl that emitted from the back of his throat had you freezing.

"You're not." He nearly spat, beyond upset that you still believed you were bothering them with the most minor of things. He didn't blame you, fully aware of what happened to you to make you think like that, but he couldn't stand thinking that the girl he loved thought that she wasn't even worth the attention or effort from her friends. "I'm coming with you."

You were thick-headed, dense and in denial. "Shin-ah, you really don't have to—"

He groaned in frustration, surging forward and smashing his lips onto yours. The rage he had felt earlier when he saw those men touch you without your permission coupled with the jealousy coursing through his veins when you mentioned the seductive green dragon had become too much for him to restrain himself.

You squeaked in surprise at the forwardness of his kiss, caught off-guard by how fervently he was moving his lips against yours. Breaking out of your trance that this was really happening, you responded with vigor, sighing blissfully as he detached himself from your soft lips and began trailing kisses and bites along your jaw and neck.

"Shin-ah..." Your eyes rolled in the back of your head as he found your pulse point, curses flying from your mouth when he sucked on it harshly.

It was so unlike him that it had you practically purring for more. Even when he was worked up, he was just as gentle as ever, if not a little passionate.

His hands started to roam over your body, sliding underneath your thighs to hoist you onto his lap, not once pulling away from your intoxicatingly soft skin. Neck bared for him and only for him, he panted heavily, pressing his lips back to yours insistently.

Your mind had grown so hazy with the overwhelming flood of sensations that you barely heard him talking to you.

"What?"

The low chuckle made you bite your lip shyly.

"I said..." Shin-ah repeated, pecking your forehead sweetly. "You're mine."

A playful smile tugged on the corner of your lips and your eyes sparkled with mischief. "Oh?"

He nodded firmly and you giggled.

"Do I get a say in this?"

You saw him flush deeply and laughed out loud, knowing that if it were any other time, that would've been the first thing he would've asked you. You took a gander at what you thought spurred this out-of-character streak.

"Shin-ah, were you jealous?"

"Yes." He didn't even blink.

Moaning softly as he worked over the column of your throat, he asked timidly, so unlike the bravery he had displayed before. "... Be mine?"

And in the night of your solitude, you found solstice in the blue dragon. Eyes softening, you captured his lips tenderly with yours. "Shin-ah, I would be most honored."