#joong tickling his cheeks as he should

[gunsatthaphan]

#ready to be shaking & quaking.

[badbf-cb]

05/02/2019

(Previously on WTF is the admin doing 04/25/2023)

"No Mom, I can do it on my own," the young girl mocked herself as she carried two smaller boxes into her new apartment, dropping them unceremoniously at the door. Blowing the stray hairs from her face, Minji shuffled past the elevator with the broken sign on it and started her descent down the three floors of steps. "48, 47, 46, 45…" she counted down with each tiny hop. "3, 2, 1~ Only a million more trips left." She huffed to herself, turning the corner quickly.

She hadn't seen anyone else the whole day, so she was a little surprised to see three guys standing with crossed arms staring at the half-empty moving truck. "You boys just going to stand there gawking at my things or can I convince you to help me?" she asked with a slight tone of amusement.

"Then that means you're the one that's been stomping and banging around in the apartment above mine," the blonde-haired man said, smiling at the new voice. "Hey, I'm Taeyong. Are you seriously doing this alone?" He seemed a little shocked no one was around to help. Taeyong elbowed his blue-haired friend and pointed to the boxes. "Joong, you and Jae grab some of the boxes."

With the help of the three men, the work was finished in no time.

"I can't thank you guys enough. I wouldn't have even been finished with a fraction of this," Minji said gratefully, spinning to look at the piles of new work. The loss of sunlight didn't go unnoticed by her. "It's late and I bet you worked up an appetite. Are you guys hungry? Give me a minute to find… anything… and I can make you dinner." Before she could spin and touch anything else, Taeyong grabbed her wrist.

"No- We were going to order in and just watch cheesy horror movies," he smiled and lets go of her wrist. "Clean yourself up and come by in a few. 207, right below." He pointed his fingers to the floor. Not leaving room for arguing, Taeyong ushered the two other men from the apartment and down the hall.

Later that night as they sat around the television talking, the movie was long forgotten. Minji was surprised to find out that Tae was still new in the building too, having just moved in last month. He had met Hongjoong a few weeks before that and started working with both Hanjae and him. She still wasn't sure what they did, but she didn't care. They were the nicest people she met since moving to the area to start her residency.

"I'll be honest, I did have second thoughts about this," Minji laughed and threw her head back, finishing her drink. "I think I've seen a few pornos start like this." Tae couldn't stop snickering at her joke, especially seeing the blush across Joong's cheeks.

"That's the dumbest thing I've ever heard," the blue-haired boy started to protest. "None of the ones I've watched ever started like this." There wasn't a dry eye in the room when he realized what he said and it was too late to take it back. "That- no... what I meant was-"

His defense fell on Minji's deaf ears. Hanjae had moved closer during the night and was now leaning closer, whispering in her ear. A small thing that didn't go unnoticed by Taeyong.

"I'll admit I'm disappointed about dinner tonight but since you're new I'll make you an offer," his breath tickled her ear as he spoke. "Let me take you out for lunch one day and I'll let you cook me dinner." Minji laughed loudly and slapped Jae's arm.

"You'll let me? Wow~ That's an offer I can't refuse," she smiled. Her eye caught the dimly lit clock and she sighed. "I should go. It's late and I still need to head to the hospital tomorrow to meet with the department head." Hanjae was the first to his feet to help her up.

"I'll walk you to your door. I need to start home," he smiled sweetly at her. Looking at his friend, a small chuckle leaves him as Joong laid passed out on Tae's floor.

"Just leave him," Tae said. "He'll pay for it in the morning." He dusted his pants off and lead the two towards the door. "Don't be a stranger, Dr. Gong, it gets boring with just these two around." Minji shakes her head and laughs.

"I doubt there are any dull moments with you," she scoffed and waved goodbye. With Hanjae not far behind her, she made her way to her box-filled apartment.

"I'll pick you up Sunday for lunch," Jae said once she was in her apartment.

"I didn't agree to go. Well- Not really," Minii called to him as he turned and walked away. Jae stopped halfway down the hall, not bothering to turn back.

"You can't say no to me, Minji. Go get some sleep. I'll see you soon."

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ATEEZ Reaction to: You loving to hear them moan

A/N: This was not requested but I just got this idea. Mainly because I think it's hot when guys moan. Might have gone more out with this than I have in a while.. oops... Anyways... hope you guys enjoy! As usual gifs aren't mine and credits to the rightful owners! x

Seonghwa

Seonghwa was a little surprised when he heard you say that, but it didn't come out of the blue either. He noticed that you always clawed at his back whenever he let some of his own moans out, just like you're doing now. He smirks softly as he slows down his pace, almost coming to a halt as he looks you in the eyes.

"I already thought you liked them, but I'm glad you told me." He says, brushing your hair out of your face as he leans down to kiss you.

You tangle your fingers in his hair as you pull him impossibly closer, making Seonghwa smile against your lips. When you tug a little harder on the strands he can't stop himself from letting out a groan. Feeling you clench around him in response.

"Fuck you really love it when I do that, huh?"

You quickly nod your head before going back to kissing him. Seonghwa responds eagerly as he continues moving his hips, slowly picking up pace again until you pull away from his lips, throwing your head back against the pillow as your nails scratch down his back.

Seonghwa lets out a low grunt as he continues slamming his hips against yours, bringing you closer to your highs.

Hongjoong

Hongjoong wasn't quiet during sex, but he was definitely holding back his moans. Because he wanted to hear you since it really turns him on, little did he know that it was the same for you.

"Please don't hold back your moans, Joong." He looks up at you, his eyebrows furrowed as he takes in your words.

"But I want to hear you." He says, lacing his fingers with yours as he brings your hand to his lips, pressing a soft kiss against the back of it.

"I want to hear you too." You whisper softly, afraid of his reaction. It's then that it clicks in Hongjoong's head. A smug smirk spreads across his face as he raises his eyebrows playfully.

"Ah really? You like to hear me, hm?"

You nod your head as you try to look anywhere but his eyes. Hongjoong is having none of it and tilts your face so you're looking directly at him.

"Eyes on me baby. Let me show you how good you make me feel."

He crashes his lips against yours as he continues thrusting inside of you, making both of you moan in the kiss.

Yunho

Yunho is a sweetheart but can also be a teasing little shit when he wants to be. Yunho was never quiet during sex, always letting out low grunts that sound incredibly hot, but he still tried to hold back his own moans so he'd be able to hear you. When he discovers that you actually get off on hearing him moan he starts to use it against you.

Yunho stops holding back his moans when you have sex, letting his head fall back against the pillows as a low grunt escapes his lips. He instantly feels you clench around him and a proud smirk spreads across his face.

"You really like hearing me baby, don't you?"

You rest your hands on his chest as you lean in closer, so your noses are almost touching. You nod softly as you feel Yunho's hands on your hips, holding you down as he thrust up into you.

You throw your head back as a loud moan escapes your lips, Yunho does the same as he continues snapping his hips against yours.

Deep grunts escaping every time he does so, feeling you clench around him as you wrap your arms around his neck.

"Fuck Yunho you sound so hot."

A teasing smirk spreads across his face as he brings you down enough to kiss you, holding you close as he brings you over the edge.

Yeosang

You always loved hearing Yeosang's deep voice, but in certain situations it had a different effect on you. Yeosang took notice of this and one night when the two of you were having sex and he let out a loud moan, he instantly felt you clench around him. He stopped moving as he let out a low chuckle, looking at you with a smug expression on his face.

"Why did you stop?"

Yeosang rests both hands on either side of your head, effectively caging you in as he leans down, stopping just above your face. That same smug expression still plastered on his face.

"I didn't know you liked to hear me moan, baby."

You feel your cheeks heat up at his words as you try to look everywhere but his eyes. Which is easier said than done when he's literally above you. Yeosang grins at your shyness and leans down to press a kiss against your lips.

"It's okay sweetheart. I really like hearing you moan too."

He pulls back just enough to snap his hips against yours, making you dig your nails into his shoulders. Yeosang lets out a loud moan as he looks you in the eyes. His intense stare only bringing you closer to your high.

San

Listen. We all know San can't keep quiet, but he'd still try sometimes. He gets off on hearing you moan so therefor he tries to hold back his own sounds. When you notice him doing just that you pull his hair to get him out from the crook of your neck, your action causing San to let out a involuntarily loud moan. His cheeks turn a soft shade of pink as he looks up at you, feeling your wall clenching around him as he connects the dots.

His flustered expression makes place for a smug one as he smirks at you. "That's why you don't want me to hold back my moans. Does my baby get turned on by hearing me?"

Your eyes widen at his words as it's now your turn to be flustered. San chuckles at your expression as he hovers above you. That same smug smirk still evident on his face.

"Don't be embarrassed Y/N. Now I know how to make this feel even better."

You raise your eyebrow at his words until you feel him slamming his hips into yours at a fast pace, loud grunts escaping his lips as he places one hand next to your head, the other holding your hip tightly as his eyes bore into yours. The eye contact only making you get to your high faster.

Mingi

Mingi wouldn't be very good at being quiet in the first place, which was something you liked. You just never realized how much he was holding back his own sounds of pleasure whenever you two had sex. Because when you blow him he's a lot more vocal than he is during sex, which confuses you. So when you're having sex and notice him biting down on his bottom lip to prevent him from moaning, you stop him.

Mingi looks at you with confusion written all over his face as he stops thrusting into you. "Why did you do that?"

You wrap your arms around his neck as you pull him closer to you, brushing his hair out of his face as you lean in to press a soft kiss against his lips. "Because I want to hear you too."

"Really?"

You nod softly as you smile when you see him doing the same. "Okay, I just hope the neighbors won't complain tomorrow."

You want to laugh at his words but don't even have the chance to do that since he snaps his hips against yours, letting out a deep grunt as he closes his eyes in pleasure.

Wooyoung

listen, we know Wooyoung is loud and a tease. So expect that from him when he finds out just how much you like to hear him. He stops what he's doing and pulls back enough to be able to look at you, wiggling his eyebrows as he's smirking at you.

"Ah really? It turns you on, hm?"

You want to slap that smug smirk off of his face but instead just roll your eyes at your boyfriend. Wooyoung chuckles at your expression as he leans down enough to whisper in your ear, his hot breath tickling the sensitive skin of your neck.

"Well, maybe I should be even louder then, hm? Let the whole apartment complex know how well we fuck."

"Wooyoung!"

He laughs as he sees your flustered expression, quickly hiding your face behind your hands as you feel your cheeks heat up. Wooyoung chuckles as he pries your hands away from your face, looking at you with that same smug smirk.

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about baby."

"Can we stop talking about this and please continue?" You ask, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him down for a kiss.

Wooyoung eagerly returns the kiss as his hips start moving again, soon slamming against your own at a fast pace. Loud moans escaping your lips as Wooyoung grunts lowly, bringing you closer to the edge.

Jongho

Jongho would be so flustered when he first found out you like hearing him moan when you have sex. He always loved to hear how good he's making you feel and it didn't even cross his mind that it might be the same for you. So one day when the two of you are having sex he decides to stop holding back his moans. What he didn't expect however was for you to react the way you do.

As soon as he lets out a moan he feels you clench around him, his eyes growing wide momentarily as he realizes just how big the effect is on you. He lets out a soft chuckle as he feels his confidence rising.

"Y/N, why didn't you tell me just how much you like to hear me? If I had known this sooner I would have stopped holding back my moans a long time ago."

You don't even have the chance to response because Jongho continues thrusting into you at a fast pace, making you throw your head back against the pillow as you dig your nails into your boyfriend's shoulders. Jongho groans in response as he feels you clenching around him.

"Fuck baby I'm not gonna last long if you keep doing that."

[hwa-whiskers]

Heeyyyy how are you doing? I wanted to ask you if I could maybe request an ateez reaction?I know it sounds weird,(very weird,I know) but could you maybe write a reaction where reader has dinner with (member),and they see (member) bloated for the first time? I know it's pretty weird,you of course don't have to write it if you don't want to!

Ateez Reaction: When they get bloated (Fluff)

A/N: You’re totally good! I’m so excited to do this as it’s my very first request!!! And no! You’re not weird at all!! I wanna thank you for asking me to write it! I hope you love it, boo

Hongjoong: “Joong?” You walked inside his place and closed the door behind you. Hongjoong had invited you for dinner earlier that morning so here you were, looking for him.

“I don’t feel so good.” He mumbled quietly and ran towards his weak voice.

Hongjoong laid on the sofa as his body looked to bloated. His lips puckered into a cute pout as his eyes saddened.

“Awww.” You couldn’t help but giggle, he was too cute! “I ate too much.” Joong complained and barely moved a muscle as you squished his cheeks.

“You should always eat whatever you want. You’re so cute!” You kissed his nose as his eyes fluttered at you.

“Really?” His small voice rang through your ears as you blushed.

Seonghwa: “Hwa? Didn’t you said you wanted tteokbokki for dinner?” You walked into the living room as he pouts.

“I don’t like it!” He shook his head and pouted. “I knew I shouldn’t have ate for the 6th time today .”

“What!?” You ran up towards him as he laid on the couch.

“I…I feel so bloated.” His brows knitted as his eyes grew bigger.

You couldn’t help, but smile at him. “You wanna go for a walk?”

“Would it go away?” Seonghwa bites his lips as you pecked him. “Yes.”

“And then maybe we can get tteokbokki during the walk.” He whispered as you giggled at his cuteness for food.

Yunho: “I’m ready!” You sat down on the dining table as he turned away from you.

“Yunho, what are you doing?” You laughed and ran towards him.

“Don’t look at my tummy!” He faced away as you hugged him.

“I love your stomach-“ You gasped at his bloated tummy.

“I told you to not touch it.” Yunho pouted as you giggled. You poked his stomach and hugged it whole heartedly.

“I love it even when you’re bloated too, so don’t turn away from me!”

Yeosang: “Where’s the chicken you bought for our dinner?” You asked as he slept on the bed.

You frowned as Yeosang barely even opened his eyes. “ I’m so bloated.” He complains as you stared at his tummy.

“I ate that chicken and became like this.” He rubs his stomach cutely.

“Wait. Then where’s my dinner!?” You gasped and looked around.

“I don’t regret anything.” Yeosang smirks as you glared at him.

“You! Ate! The! Entire! Chicken!?” You tackled him as he could barely move.

San: You waited for him as he rubbed his tummy with a confused look on his face.

“Ra? I’m still bloated?!” San pouts as you laughed and settled down next to him.

“Let me see.” You poke his tummy as he giggled cutely.

“Oh my gosh! It’s bouncy!” You tickled him as he laughed showing his dimples.

“Stop it!” He pouts as you placed a kiss on his stomach.

“Hehehe. That tickles.”

Mingi: “Do you still love me with my bloated stomach?” He whines as you pinched his cheeks.

“Of course!!!” You opened your arms as Mingi runs into your embrace.

“Your stomach is poking me.” You joked as he gasped with shock.

“Y/n!!” He covers his eyes as you kissed his hands.

“I still love you cutie.” You pat his head as he settled down into your arms once again.

Wooyoung: All you heard from him was just groans of pain and discomfort.

“Woo…are you okay?” You knocked the door as he pouts while shaking his head no.

“What happened?” You cuddled next to him as wrapped his arms around your waist.

“I’m bloated!” Wooyoung sighs as you smiled and hugged him tighter.

“I can rub your tummy for you.” You sat up as Wooyoung’s eyes lit up.

Jongho: He’d be self Concious and try to hide himself. “It’s nothing babe.”

You removed his hands as his cute stomach was poking outwards.

You gasped as Jongho covered his face. “So cute!”

You hugged his waist and kissed his tummy. “Don’t hide it from me! It’s normal!”

“I-I’m embarrassed….” Jongho blushed as you squeleover his cuteness.

“Come here!” You jumped on him and attacked him with hugs and kisses.

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Wolf!Ateez Reaction to random ,poking‘ on the nose

warnings: strong language, suggestive, smut, violence, dominance

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k i m h o n g j o o n g

„Didn’t I say stay at home when there’s alarm?“

You roll with your eyes while picking up more herbs from the garden. Sensing the big wolf behind you becoming restless makes you smirk mischievously.

You bend down to pick up a flower when you can feel a warm and wet snout tickling your (in comparison) small face.

„Hong Joong! Stop haha.“ You’re giggling profusely while the wolf doesn’t stop until you are on the ground with him on top of you licking your face.

„You won’t listen to me so there’s punishment.“

„Noo, wait! Pl - please...“ After a while your mate finally stops and you try to catch your breath again. Leaning up on your arms a little bit you watch the big eyes of the wolf interested.

With a small smile you ‚boop‘ his nose and laugh. The wolf sneezes and shakes his head to lick you all over the face.

„Ew, Hong Joong!“

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p a r k s e o n g h w a

„Stop following me around!“

The wolf behind you doesn’t stop when you shout at him per mind link. Everyone knew that Park Seong Hwa was head over heels for you. Well, he was your mate after all...

But, you didn’t want to be mated so early. You wanted to see the world first and liked to have your space and freedom. Seong Hwa‘a attitude on the other hand screamed „let’s build a family and live in a house and visit our parents every weekend so our children can play and...“.

He didn’t say this but he gave of the attitude.

Anyways, after telling the boy you needed a week for yourself first - which he respected - the urge to see you and be close to his mate grew inexorable after seven days passed.

No matter if in your wolf or as a human Seong Hwa followed you everywhere. Even now very early at your morning run.

You stopped in your tracks after a few attempts of shaking off the wolf. „Ok, listen. I want to be along right now... understood?“

Seong Hwa tilts his head at your statement and huffs out not agreeing with it.

„I - I just want to make sure you’re ok...“

When his head starts to hang your wolf ushers you to react to his cuteness. His heartwarming words make you take a step to him and you touch his snout with your own.

Seong Hwa seems to purr at the contact and his eyes shine at you with happiness. „Shit, I don’t think I can be angry with you...“

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j e o n g y u n h o

„You look like a bunny.“ He says when you look up to him from the ground and he places the tip of his index lightly on your nose.

A frown develops on your face while you watch how the smirk on Yun Ho‘s face only brightens.

„Mhh - mhg.“

„Ah, yes...“ Yun Ho‘s hips buckle and with a light push he grabs the back of your head holding you still. You can feel the liquid filling up your mouth while butterflies and lust roam your body.

With a bop Yun Ho let’s go of your hair and breaths hard while you’re looking like a mess kneeing on the ground. His gaze drifts to your slip where he can see the wetness from your neediness.

„I should take care of that, right?“

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k a n g y e o s a n g

„You have such a cute nose...“ Yeo Sang eyes you suspiciously and puts down the book he was currently reading.

„Stop embarrassing me.“ You pout at his answer but seem to smile anyways while admiring his beauty.

Other students are watching the two of you being completely head over heels for the young couple of their prestigious school.

„I don’t get why she’s with him. He’s a dick.“

Some of the girls and boys turn around shock evident on their faces. „He’s Kang Yeo Sang. And (y/l/n) (y/n) the only girl that can warm his heart of ice. It’s so romantic!“ Girls are squeaking at the sight of you still talking while Yeo Sang pretends to read his book.

He’s listening to you of course. You’re his beloved mate and always shining like a star in his seemingly dark world.

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c h o i s a n

You’re pushing the boy on the bed with a little to much force. Straddling his waist you make sure he gets rid of his shirt and stop yourself from drooling when you see his abs.

„God damn, you’re hot Choi San!“

He frowns at you and smirks while grabbing your waist. „Like this is a secret.“

You start to kiss upwards from his hips while listening to the sweet little moans he gives you. His head is tilted back and eyes closed completely in the bliss of your touches.

Suddenly he flinches when you bop his nose and kiss his soft and slightly opened lips. „The coolest Choi San... proud first wolf of the guards... letting out so cute noses when his mate is touching him.“

You cannot stop the giggle the escapes while San realizes what you just said to him. With a harsh tug he turns you over and pins your hands over your head on the cushion. His eyes turn into a golden color and he leans down to breath your scent in.

„You know my secret. Let’s see what sounds you make when you can’t walk anymore.“

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s o n g m i n g i

„Okay guys! That’s enough for today.“ Everyone claps at Min Gi‘s words and his nose easily catches your scent when the wind turns.

You jog to him happily while he gets rid of his shirt to get ready for a shower after the hard training. „Oh, wait. Baby I am so sweaty...“ You pout and get on your tiptoes motioning for him to take you into his embrace.

A huge and goofy smile appears on the strong wolf‘s face while he enjoys the scent you’re giving off and the feeling of your skin on his.

„Did you already take a run, princess?“

„No, that’s why I am here. We could go to the lake y‘know?“ You bite your lips at the suggestion leaving Min Gi furrow his eyebrows at you.

Suddenly he kisses the tip of your nose to which your cheeks heat up immediately. You quickly find the ground really interesting when Min Gi moves your head up by placing his index under your chin.

„You’re so cute, (y/n)... then come on!“

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j u n g w o o y o u n g

„You fucking idiot!“ With a strong push your fist lands on Woo Young‘s nose to which the boy yells out and angrily changes into his wolf.

You follow soon after and the much bigger wolf starts to circle your form while some of your teachers stand in the back watching the scene on the field bored.

„How dare you hurt my precious nose?!“ Woo Young launches at you but you’re quick to jump away.

„You shouldn’t stick your nose into things that aren’t your business!“

The wolf growls at you and eyes you down while his canines flash angrily.

„Not my business?“ He emphasizes every word while taking more steps to your form.

„Every female in this pack is my business. You are my business!“

„Oh shut the fuck up.“

„Oh god, hopefully they won’t become mates.“ An elderly woman turns around to laugh at the others. „I think our alpha could need some excitement.“

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c h o i j o n g h o

You were a human. Well, technically you always believed so. It was the moment Jong Ho couldn’t hold himself back in the forest when you already spotted him.

Carefully reaching out of the bushes he howled to show you he wasn’t anything of a threat. You on the other hand were like glued to the ground watching the enormous wolf with big eyes.

Jong Ho couldn’t hold himself back to reach your form and nuzzle his snout in your neck although feeling your distress and fear.

Mate. He found his mate.

He sat down in front of you waiting for any reaction and frowned when you didn’t do anything.

„You won’t go right? You want to be petted?“

Jong Ho understands that you’re probably not aware... he is sad but also relived when you start to caress his fur and ears and has to suppress his purr when lay your palm flat on his snout and let him breath and feel the touch of your skin.

You start to smile when the wolf becomes impatient and rolls his head in the way you’re back to having him in your arms and stroking wherever you’re able to.

„Good boy!“

„Mh, it’s a good start...“

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[atinydise]

Ateez reacting to Yeosang being a “grown man”

❦ Genre: Suggestive.

❦ Pairing: OT8.

❦ Word count: 2k6.

❦ Requested: Yes, thank you! 🦋

❦ Masterlist.

HONGJOONG

Yeosang was laying on the couch, head resting on your laps. He was enjoying your fingers tangled in his hair. You were peacefully watching your TV show. It was a rare moment of peace. “Good morning lovebirds.” Yawned Hongjoong, sitting next to both of you. “Morning Joong,” you smiled at him. “It’s rare to see you here. You are always in your room.” “I’m not feeling like working today.” He stretched. “What are you doing for your free day Yeosang?” “I don’t know.” “It’s your day off since a month and you are not even planning something for Y/N?” “It’s okay, I know he’s tired.” You said, pinching his cheek playfully. “We can do something if you want. But I don’t know what yet.” “Hum... what about going to the theater? There’s a good movie.” “Okay what else?” He glanced at you. “I thought you wanted to rest. So, I choose the laziest activity.” You giggled. “I guess I can be more active for something else...” “Really?” You asked, looking at him. “Then... a little walk at the park?” “Hum okay what else?” Hongjoong was on his phone but he was clearly listening the conversation. He was secretly thinking about an idea too. His friends always told him about good places for a date when he will have someone in his life. “Oh! What about the Illusion Museum? We never went here yet!” You claimed enthusiastically. “Sure. What else?” Asked Yeosang again. “Find something that we can do together. Only.” He precised. At this moment Hongjoong tilted and understood what his teammate meant. He never knew that Yeosang was sexually active now. I mean they never talked about it and seems like he wasn’t interested at all by this. But the leader was wrong, he really seemed into it. “I don’t know I think it’s already enough no?” “I think you should add something else Y/N...” interrupted the leader. You stared at him, simply waiting for his suggestion. But instead he stood up and glanced at you shyly. “Sex.” Yeosang smirked arrogantly at Hongjoong’s comment. “Finally, someone who got it.” He tickles your chin to tease you. “It was pretty obvious.” He claimed a bit disgusted. “Don’t do it here idiots.” “I won’t promise you this Hy-” You slapped his arm, “are you crazy?”

SEONGHWA

Seonghwa noticed how happy Yeosang was. Of course, he was happy most of the time but this last week he was really glowing and joyful. At first, he thought that it was because of Inception’s win on the award show but no. The eldest member tried to talk about it with the other members, trying to see if they noticed something too. When Seonghwa was giving up, Wooyoung mentioned you. "Maybe they did something new, with Y/N." "Like what? They barely have time to see each other." Replied Seonghwa. "Y/N was here last week." "Really?" "Yes, you came too late, she was already gone. But we had a good day with her." Seonghwa was a bit disappointed. He wanted to know you a bit better, but he was always practicing or busy with his individual schedule when you were free. The boys were always claiming how good and kind you were. "But by the way... why are you asking us? Just go and ask Yeosang." Suggested Mingi. "Ask me what?" He asked, grabbing a drink in the fridge. The other members left the room, trying to give them privacy even if it wasn't really necessary. "I know it's not my business or whatever," started the eldest member. "But I noticed that you seemed more joyful and happy these days." Yeosang raised a brow, waiting for more information. "Did someone happen with Y/N?" "Hum... if I can be frank with you. These last months with Y/N were amazing. We argued sometimes of course but nothing too important." "So, this is why you are so happy? Because you are on good terms?" "Yes, but last week we slept together. I think it helps a bit. Or even a lot." He declared, sipping his beverage. Seonghwa almost spat his coffee. When Yeosang said that he was frank, he wasn't kidding. "What do you mean by 'slept together'? Just in case there's a... misunderstanding." "We had sex. For the first time and it was pretty cool." He added without thinking twice. "Ah." "Anyway, I need to work. See you later Hyung." He patted his shoulder before leaving. "A h." Repeated Seonghwa speechless.

YUNHO

"You never put a password on your phone?" You asked your boyfriend. Yeosang stretched lazily on the bed, "No I don't need it." "What if you lose it? Someone could mess up with your whole career." "Don't get scared," he yawned. "I won't lose it; you know how I'm addicted to my phone. Nobody will rob it." "You seem really confident," you scoffed. "Can't wait to tell you 'I was right'." Yeosang tickled your waist to tease you. "Even if someone wants to mess with me, I know you will get my back." You rubbed his face, "I wouldn't be so sure if I was you." Your boyfriend stayed quiet. He was falling asleep. You guessed it because of his breathing and the little spams on his legs. You enjoyed staring at his face while he was sleeping. You would never say it out loud because he would tease you for the rest of your life, but he really looks like an angel. You never saw someone beautiful as him. Lost in your thoughts, you didn't hear Yunho knocking at the door. You just saw him entering discreetly. "He's sleeping, "you whispered, trying to not wake up Yeosang. "Oh okay," he replied in the same tone. "I want him to send the pics we took this morning at the broadcast." Without thinking twice, you handed the phone to Yunho. "Here it is." He bowed a little bit at you and exited the room. As soon as he left, you went back to your boyfriend's contemplation. Not even 2 minutes later, Yunho went back to the room. His face was furiously red. "What's going on?" you asked, a bit louder than the first time. Your voice caused Yeosang to wake up. "I think you should hide the pics of Y/N before giving your phone!" Said Yunho, almost throwing the phone on his face. "What are you talking about? I don't-" His eyes widened, not believing that his friend saw these explicit pictures of you. "get it..." "What is going on?" You asked, not understanding the conversation. "Yunho-Hyung this is not what you think it is okay?" He sat up, trying to get away from this situation. "What exactly is it then? These explicit Y/N's pic in underwear or even this video!" He exclaimed, a bit disgusted. You blushed instantly. You remembered taking these pics with Yeosang because you felt incredibly confident that day. And the lightning was insane. "This was just artistic!" You yelled, lying too. "Both of you need to get the "talk" obviously!" He said, before leaving the room. You instantly pinched your boyfriend's thigh. "Ouch! Y/N!" "Put a dammit password Kang Yeosang!" You grunted before, rushing to the living-room to convince Yunho to not tell anything.

SAN

You were in the kitchen, sitting in front of Yeosang and San. "I never thought I would play this game again..." you sighed. "Oh, come on! It's going to be fun." Shouted San, handing you the pack of cards. "Truth or dare is never funny. It always ends with an argument or something embarrassing." "Not with us," he winked. And here began the game. At first, it was pretty easy for you to answer. Most of your cards were "truth" ones and you had nothing to hide. "Y/N, imagine that you were kidnapped. You could have only one call. What would you tell us so we could know that you are in danger?” Asked Yeosang. "Oh, that's a good question," giggled San. "Maybe 'Oh no I don't want to eat tonight'." "Hey!" You pouted. "We know how much you love to eat. It's impossible for you to say this." Laughed Wooyoung, sitting on the counter. "Live in the woman's body and you will see!" You rolled your eyes. "So? Your answer?" Said San. "Hum I don't know; this is a tough question..." "It's obviously a lie that you will need to say, so we can understand." "If you say something like 'No I'm not needy today', don't worry I will understand." Smirked Yeosang. You stared at your boyfriend, an awkward look on your face. San was looking right at his cards; his cheeks were completely red. He wasn't ready to hear such a comment from Yeosang. "What? Why are you looking at me like that?" He giggled, knowing well why you stared at him this way. "I think you didn't need to share it here," you pointed at San and Wooyoung. "Don't mind me," said the loudest member. "I was aware that both of you were sleeping together." "What? How do you know that?!" Yelled San. "Come on, you don't hear Y/N's little whimpers coming from the bathroom?" He puffed. "This is exactly why I don't want to play Truth or Dare!" You said, rushing to Yeosang's room. "Oh, come on babe! I was kidding!" Laughed your boyfriend. "Hyung, you and Y/N are really 'this' close?" asked San. "Really? You thought we were playing monopoly all the time?" He smiled arrogantly. "Disgusting," he faked to gag.

MINGI

“Did you hear this?” Asked Mingi to Yunho next to him. “Heard what?” “Seems like Y/N gasped or yelled I don’t know.” “She probably saw a spider, you know how she’s scared of it.” He giggled. “Maybe we should help her then?” He asked. “I think Yeosang is there, he will help her.” Mingi didn’t add anything and just enjoyed back his YouTube video. Until he heard you once again, but more loudly. “Did you hear it again?” Yunho laughed at his friend. “Yes, but I don’t think she’s scared anymore.” “Why are you laughing? She might be hurt or something.” “Are you serious Mingi?” Laughed again Yunho. “Yes!” He almost pouted, not understanding why his friend was reacting this way. “I will check on her.” “I wouldn’t do this if I was you.” He tried to stop his friend but not too much because it would be a funny scene. Mingi rushed to his Hyung’s room and opened the door loudly. “Y/N are you-” “What the hell Mingi!” Shouted Yeosang, covering both of your body. You were completely froze underneath your boyfriend. “I- I thought Y/N was hurt! She was gasping and stuff!” “It called “moaning”! Now get out of the room!” He threw the pillow at him. Mingi was not realizing the scene he just saw when he closed the door. He walked back to the living-room as a zombie and sat down next to Yunho without saying anything. “So? Was she okay?” He smirked, trying to keep his laugh. “I hate you.” He claimed while Yunho was rolling of on the couch.

WOOYOUNG

"Yeosang! Hurry up! We are going to be late!" Knocked Wooyoung. "J-Just 3 minutes." Replied Yeosang. "It's already 10 minutes that I'm waiting!" "I'm coming, relax!" Wooyoung growled again and sat angrily on the couch. "You are still here?" Seonghwa wrapped in his bathrobe, cup of coffee in the hands. "Yes! Yeosang is taking so many times to prepare," he rolled his eyes. "Y/N's there no? It might be why." "Y/N is so fast usually too." "Maybe they're looking for something." Added Seonghwa. Wooyoung relaxed a bit. Maybe he was too harsh on both of you. It was unusual for you to be this late so something might happen. "Why are you dressing like a grandma by the way? Get a life Hyung." He laughed at Seonghwa. "At least I'm not waiting here for my friends for 20 minutes." He replied back. Wooyoung pouted for a second and rushed to knock at the door again. "Yeosang! Y/N!" "Wooyoung, we are coming!" Upset to of waiting again, he opened the door. "I can help you if you lost-" Wooyoung, almost choked at the view of your bare back in front of him. You gasped loudly, causing him to gasp too. "Woo turn around!" you yelled, hiding your bare chest, even if he couldn't see it. "Why you-! I mean why now? We needed to go!" He shouted. "It just happened," replied Yeosang, still panting. "You are gross!" "Can you leave so we can get dressed?" you asked, completely embarrassed. "No! I will wait here so I know that you won't finish your little 'affair'." He claimed, looking right at the wooden door. You sighed and asked your boyfriend to hand your t-shirt. "And since when are you doing these kind of stuff Yeosang?!" "This is already awkward right now, so don't say anything." You whispered to your boyfriend. "When you said that you were “coming��, I guess that you were talking about sex too!" He added, disgusted. "Let me kill him first," muttered Yeosang, pushing you softly on the side, making you fall on the side of the bed.

JONGHO

Jongho and Yeosang were sitting comfortably on the couch when you arrived at the dorm. They simply waved at you. They were used to your presence here, so they didn't have to welcome you all the time. "Why are you trapped in the dark when the sun is shining so bright outside?" You asked, opening the curtains. They both yelled at the sudden blindness. "Close the curtains!" Almost begged Jongho. "Y/N, it's 8AM... we just want to sleep." "It's 11AM idiot," you pointed at the clock hanging on the wall. "It's the same... too early." Yawned Yeosang, facing the wall. You slapped your boyfriend's butt, making him whine at the little pain. Jongho was staring at you weirdly. You never showed this kind of affection before. Or at least in front of them. "Come on big baby," you snuggled your face into Yeosang's neck. "It's 'daddy' for you." He muttered, hiding his face under a pillow. You glanced at the maknae to check if he heard the comment Yeosang just made. Lucky for you, Jongho was staring at the news program. Or at least that's what you thought. In reality, he was surprised. He ignored why; but knowing that his hyung was now sexually active was strange for him. What if one day he enters the room when you're making out. Or what if he heard you moaning? "Jongho," you called him again. "O-Oh, yes?" he stuttered, focusing back on you. "Do you want to come with us to the supermarket? Your fridge is absolutely empty and Yeosang needs his vita-" "Daddy." He cut you again. You slapped his arm. "Stop!" "This was your bet! So, respect the bet." He smirked. "A bet?" Asked Jongho, curiously. "Yes, we made a bet. If she was moan-" "YEOSANG!" You cut him, pushing your hand on his mouth. Jongho was now sure that you were talking about a pervy bet. A part of him wanted to know which kind because you really seemed embarrassed, but the other part was of course disgusted. Yeosang pushed your hand a bit, "okay okay." You calmed down and avoided the maknae's stare. "We bet that the first one who was moaning, needed to call the other daddy or queen." He said quickly so you couldn't stop him. Jongho blushed furiously. He was definitively not ready to hear Yeosang talking about his sexual life this way. "A-Ah, that's funny." He stuttered, playing with his phone. A little bit mad at your boyfriend, you grabbed his ear and forced him to wake up. "Ouch ouch ouch Y/N! It hurts!" He whined, following your hand. "Just put on decent clothes instead of telling our intimate stuff." You whispered in his ear so Jongho couldn't hear it. "Come on! He's a grown man too!" He added, still suffering.

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Ch. 22: Everyone We Love

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Words: 1.3k

Genre: Fluff, some angst

Pairing: OT8 x OCs

Rating: PG-13

Warnings: mentions of anxiousness and loss of family, medicine side effects, doubts of receiving love from others

Tears were dried off of Celestia’s face as she snuggled with the purring cat who was now given the name Byeol. Her nerves had calmed now that she knew her baby was alive, but she couldn’t help that she worried so much. Celestia had never been a nervous person up until the night she lost her family; and now, since being married and pregnant, she felt that she constantly worried about everything. It didn’t help that she still had nightmares at times.

“Will I be normal again?” she half sobbed as she met Byeol’s eyes.

San had gotten ready for bed and was turning off his light when he heard his wife make her comment. He scooted closer to her and wrapped his arms around her in a cuddle.

“You will,” he promised. “I know it’s been rough these past few days, but it’ll calm down soon.”

“I hope so,” Celestia sighed.

Byeol purred as she nuzzled her new owner’s pregnant belly.

“I guess you’re the baby until the actual baby comes, huh?”

San chuckled as he pet the cat. “She must really like you in order for you to snuggle her like that.”

“She won’t like me when I try to bathe her tomorrow.”

Celestia felt the baby kick, and Byeol immediately jumped off the bed to her little makeshift bed from two folded towels.

“I guess she didn’t quite know that Baby Choi is alive in there,” she sighed, but it was only a half-hearted laugh sort of sigh.

San focused all of his attention on his wife now. He had known her ever since they were children, so much so he knew exactly what her footsteps sounded like. Not even her nervousness could be hidden from him when she seemed to be near crying when her hands rubbed over the watermelon mound she had.

Immediately, he lifted her night shirt, exposing her pregnant tummy, and gently pressed his ear against it. His thumbs gently traced little hearts over each side.

“What are you doing?” Celestia giggled.

“I’m listening to the baby talking,” San shushed. They both knew the child didn’t speak in the womb, but San had his ways of comforting his wife when she was nervous.

“Can you show Mommy what a strong kick you’ve got?” San requested in a coo. “Please? If not Mommy, how about one for Daddy?” He then pressed soft kisses across his wife’s belly to sort of coax his daughter to respond.

One of the bedroom doors opened, and Dahae poked her head in.

“Oh, sorry,” she gasped. “I should have knocked.”

“It’s alright,” Celestia forgave her. “Do you need anything?”

“Just to use your bathroom,” Dahae shrugged as she bit her lip nervously.

“Is yours not working?”

“It is, but Joong’s got it occupied. He’s gonna be in there for the rest of the journey to Egypt, most likely.”

The couple then realized what happened: Hongjoong’s side effects had kicked in. As tough as the captain was, there were times where things were out of control.

“Go for it,” Celestia nodded.

Dahae dashed into the bathroom and shut the door without a second thought.

A few more kicks were felt, and San was pulled back to what he was doing. “What was thought?” he fake gasped as he “listened” to his daughter. “You want me to tell Mommy what? Oh, okay. I’ll tell her.”

He sat up, lifted his wife’s chin, and whispered, “She’s okay.” His hand rested over her belly.

“But the whole falling out of the sky,” Celestia whined as the memory of less than an hour ago flooded her mind again. “We were all spinning around so much, that the baby could’ve-”

“I know what would’ve happened, angel,” San interrupted her. “But we didn’t lose her. She’s alive and kicking within you as we speak. Yes, things could have gone way worse, but she’s okay. We’re okay.”

Celestia just laid down on her pillow. This wasn’t how she wanted her birthday to end, but she was happy that her child wasn’t hurt. She just hated that she felt so nervous and anxious in those situations, she didn’t know if she needed to see someone about it.

“I just don’t want to lose everyone I love the most, again,” she began to sob.

San’s heart broke hearing his wife make such a statement. Repositioning himself to snuggle against her, he kissed away her tears.

“You’re not going to lose any of us,” he swore with his whole heart. “Not me, not the baby, not even the crew. And I’m not gonna lose you.”

“I hate to interrupt,” Dahae’s voice chimed in as she returned from the bathroom, “but if you’d like, Celestia, I can bring you the doppler to have in here when you feel anxious. Listening to Baby’s heartbeat should help calm your nerves.”

Celestia nodded. “I’d like that. Thank you.”

-

As the HALA sailed through the night sky, the crew eventually settled in for the night, even though it wasn’t their regular routines for a few members. Hongjoong was still self-isolated in the bathroom with Dahae leaving him some water on his nightstand before she went to sleep. Celestia and San listened to their unborn baby’s heartbeat, and Yeosang and Phoebe visited with her cousin and grandparents over the phone as her grandfather was healing.

Wooyoung and Dinah, however, did their regular routine of talking and giggling about random things before they fell asleep as children would at a sleepover, their bedsheets keeping them warm. Their conversations would range from serious topics as saving various animals to goofy subjects such as which coffee drink tastes the best. Most of the time, the two would joke around and end up in fits of laughter that would sometimes earn them a “Go to bed!” from Jongho.

This night, however, Wooyoung was having doubts again. Ever since he was small, he had doubts creeping in his subconscious if he was ever really loved. Of course, he knew his crewmates and Dinah would give their lives for him; but still, it bothered him sometimes.

“Helvetica and Times New Roman walk into a bar,” Dinah began her joke, attempting to mask a grin. “And you know what the bartender told them?”

“Hm?” Wooyoung replied.

“‘Get out of here! We don’t serve your type!’”

It was a stupid joke, but after a long day of hiking and exploring, everything was the funniest thing on Earth. Wooyoung’s Elmo laugh broke through the silence, earning them a “Keep it down!” from Yeosang.

“Sorry!” Wooyoung called back before lying back down.

As the once cheery atmosphere began to die down, he released a heavy sigh.

“You okay?” Dinah asked him, her palm caressing his face.

Wooyoung nodded, but his girlfriend knew him too well. She pulled herself closer to him and rested her head on his bare chest.

“I love you,” she whispered. “You know that, right?”

“I know.”

“Why do you still doubt it?”

“I don’t doubt it.”

“Yes, you do.”

“No, I don’t.”

Dinah sat up on her elbows and locked eyes with him. “Woo?”

He let out another heavy sigh. “I know you love me, Dinah, and I feel the same about you. I just have some bad memories that flood my brain at times. I don’t know. You know how my childhood was.”

“I’m aware.” She kissed his cheeks before lying back down. “But please, don’t ever think I don’t ever love you. You’re the best part of my life, Woo.”

A smile broke out on his face. “Really?”

Throwing a leg over his, Dinah whispered in his ear, "Is my favorite side dish French fries...extra salty?" She batted her eyes, eyelashes tickling his cheekbone.

Wooyoung chuckled. "You and your salty tastes."

"At least my attitude isn't salty."

The couple burst out laughing, earning them another knock, this time from Jongho, to keep it down.

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Pampered

Summary: Finals are finally over and its time to relax a little before heading home, but not everyone really has a home to go to. 

Word count: 2k

Content warnings: none, this is basically a little hit of domestic fluff

Finals time passed like a flash. On Monday morning, while Mingi prepared to go and take his test and Yunho continued to study and finish his take home tests, she took San out for a walk to get some extra food and supplies. They walked to the store close to them to get the few things that they needed, having fun in the very clear cold morning air. The storm had cleared and left a crystalline world in its wake. The sky was clear, the snow was a bright and pure white sheet that covered and softened every surface. Everything looked like a Christmas card, clean and white.

They successfully bought all the things that they needed and had a little bit of fun along the way. Fields of snow were too tempting, too perfect, to be left alone. She was the one who started it, lobbing a soft ball of snow at the back of San’s head as he walked ahead of her. When it hit him with a soft whoof sending a burst of powdery snow over his head and shoulders the battle was begun. By the time it was over and he had tackled her into a snowdrift they were both laughing, exhausted, and covered in snow. It was the most fun San had had in months.

They arrived home not long after Mingi got home from his final and his spirit was much improved by the sight of both of them entering the house looking like they were snow monsters more than people. He greeted her with laughter and kisses, cupping her cold pinkened cheeks to warm them.

“You know, I’m cold too,” San laughed. 

“Of course,” Yunho broke into giggles, joining them at the door to use his large warm hands to warm San’s cheeks much like Mingi was doing with their girl, but skipping the kisses, which he wasn’t particularly sure he would have appreciated. The scene left everyone in stitches and raised the mood of the house in general. Yunho and Hong Joong returned to their studies while she, Mingi, and San spent the evening watching movies in the bedroom room to keep from distracting the others.

When Tuesday afternoon finally rolled around Yunho was finally done and Hong Joong headed back to his dorm to get ready to head home. They were all done and all free and it was time to relax and pamper themselves. Yunho felt like he had done well on his exam and started the holidays on a positive note. He came home to find that they had gotten the spa day prepared for his arrival. In the living room a calming natural soundscape was playing and the steam diffuser was filling the air with a mix of lavender and chamomile. They had drawn the curtains and lit a few candles around the room to create the mood. 

“Welcome home,” Mingi greeted him with a hug and passed him a warm cup of cider. “You should hop in the shower and get clean so you can get on with your pampering.”

“Okay,” Yunho gave his cheek a kiss and took the mug from his hand. “Where is our girl?”

“She’s in the shower but she’ll be out in a minute,” Mingi smiled.

“I’m going to see if I can’t catch her,” Yunho’s eyes sparkled and he hurried back to their shared bathroom. Pulling off his outer layers as he walked down the hall, he hurried to the bathroom, catching her just as she was about to step out. With a mischievous grin, he pulled her back into the shower, insisting on washing her hair, which she had skipped, figuring she could do it before bed instead. But Yunho enjoyed taking the moment to take care of her, even if it was just a small thing.

Feeling clean and warm after their shower, they threw on some comfy clothes and headed out to join San and Mingi in the spa prepared living room. Mingi had laid out their favorite masks and beauty products on the coffee table and had put out cookies and cakes for everyone to snack on. San was seated on the couch, dressed in some comfy shorts and a t-shirt he had borrowed from Mingi. Beauty could get messy after all, Mingi had said as he gave him the clothes to change into after his shower.

“Where do I start?” San asked, grabbing a cookie and taking a bite.

“Let’s start you with a mask,” She suggested. “I have just the one I want you to try.”

“I don’t trust that smile you have,” He narrowed his eyes at her as she pulled a container off the table.

“It’s fun, I promise,” she laughed.

“Carbonated clay bubble mask,” San read off the side of the container. “What on earth?”

“Just wait,” Yunho assured him.

“Okay sit facing me so I can put it on you,” she instructed, sitting next to him. He narrowed his eyes suspiciously but did as she asked. She pulled out a tiny silicone spatula and opened the container. San peered inside at the shiny grey paste, still not sure what he thought about it. She spooned out a little on the spatula before bringing it up to his face. Over a period of a minute or two, she spread a small layer of it onto his face. 

When she was done, she closed up the tub and set it back on the table, then chose one for herself and let Mingi put it on her face. The two boys took sheet masks that smelled like lovely fresh fruits. San waited and sat, letting the mask work on his face. At first it just felt cool and slick on his face, but after a few minutes it started to tickle.

“Here, look,” Mingi gave him a hand mirror to look at his face. San made a sound of surprise as he caught sight of himself. He looked like he had stuck his face in some sort of grey cloud. The slick mask had bubbled itself into something like a fluffy, airy poof.

“It’s cool, isn’t it?” Yunho asked.

“It’s weird,” he commented, poking slightly at one section. 

“You can wash it off in like 10 minutes,” She told him from where she had stretched out in front of the fireplace. San sighed and leaned back in the loveseat, trying not to give into the urge to just sit and pop the layer of bubbles on his face.

“Ummm, is your dad going to be home for Christmas?” She asked him. 

“Not really,” San sighed. “He’ll be there for a couple of days after I get there but���”

“Then you are coming over for Christmas dinner at my parents,” she replied, more as a statement than as a question.

“I don’t know,” he sighed. “I don’t want to be an imposition or something. You’re supposed to be with family and...I don’t want to intrude.”

“You aren’t an imposition,” she dismissed. “I already asked at Thanksgiving. Like, if you want you can just come over and stay for the whole break with us. But you can also just come when your dad leaves.”

“I don’t know,” San sighed. “I just feel like I am going to be a bother and just because my holidays are messed up, doesn’t mean yours should be.”

“Pfft, please,” she scoffed. “Oh my God, if we adopt you, I wouldn’t have to be the oldest anymore! Yooooou can be the oldest kid and I can be a middle child!”

“Love, I don’t think that is how it works,” Yunho laughed, casting her a look that was mostly obscured by the fabric of the mask on his face.

“Shhhhh, let me have my dream,” she shushed.

“I wish I could stay at your place for Christmas,” Mingi sighed, not looking forward to spending the holiday at his own home.

“Someday we can just do our own Christmas.” She shrugged. “I’d hate to think we have to wait until we graduate or something but...yeah. Anyway, San, you are coming for Christmas.”

“I don’t know,” San sighed. “You need to ask your parents again at least. And really I would be fine at home. I can take care of myself and you guys have already been so nice to have me the past few days already. It was like Christmas even without presents. You have the tree and everything.”

“I’ll call them later so you can hear the invitation from them,” she agreed, not willing to let him just be fine over the holidays by himself. “If you really don’t want to come, I won’t make you, but like if you think you shouldn’t come because you would be a bother, then you’re being stupid and you are going to come for Christmas.”

“We’ll see,” San gave her a smile. He appreciated the invitation even if he didn’t end up going. “Maybe after Christmas, or for New Years.”

“Oh that, too,” she spoke with such confidence that he almost believed her.

***

“Hey mom,” she said, stepping out onto the back porch after San had gone to bed in Mingi’s room.

“Hey honey,” her mother said cheerily from the other end of the phone. “It’s pretty late, is everything okay?”

“Yeah yeah and we are still coming home tomorrow,” she replied quickly, not wanting her mom to worry about why she was calling. “I asked at Thanksgiving already but...is it okay if San comes and stays for Christmas?”

“Is his dad going to be gone again?” Her mother sounded appropriately annoyed by the thought.

“Yeah at least for a good part of it,” she confirmed. “Can’t we just, like, adopt him...for a while at least until his dad realizes he is an idiot?”

“Of course he can come,” her mother assured her. “He is always welcome to come over.”

“I am sure you’ve probably already bought most of my presents but…” she sighed and shivered. “Can you take some back and get a few things to put under the tree for San?”

“Oh honey,” her mother could not have been more proud of her daughter. “When you get here we can go shopping and get a few things for him. You probably know better what he might want than I would.”

“Okay, that works, thanks mom,” she was relieved, not that she ever doubted her mom would say yes. “Can you have dad call San soon and invite him. He doesn’t believe me that he has an open invite.”

“Of course, I’ll tell him now,” her mother was quick to agree. “Was there anything else you needed to talk about?”

“No, that was it,” she said easily. “I’ll call again tomorrow when we are ready to leave. Tell dad I said hi, too.”

“Okay honey,” Her mother’s smile could be heard through the phone. “Sleep well, I love you.”

“Love you, too, mom,” she said earnestly.

“Bye.”

“Bye.”

She ended the call and headed back inside the warm house. Locking the back door, she went through the house, making sure that all the doors were locked and turning off the Christmas tree lights and the other lights in the living room and kitchen. Mingi and Yunho had already headed to the bedroom when she had waved them off, holding up her phone to silently indicate that she had a call to make.

Assured that the house was safe and shut down for the night, she headed down the dim hall she could have walked down blind at this point. As she passed Mingi’s bedroom door, she heard San’s phone ring and then heard him answer it, saying her dad’s name as he did. Though she couldn’t make out exactly what they were saying, a smile spread across her face. She headed into the bedroom, deciding she didn’t need to eavesdrop, as she was pretty sure she knew what it was her father would tell him.

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Under the Surface

Ateez x Reader (fem), Mermaid/ Pirate AU

Part 2/?

Previous Part: Part one 

Word count: 1.8k

As he opened his eyes, Hongjoong realized it was morning, slowly stretching out from his uncomfortable position he was previously in. As the events from last night hit him, he silently cursed himself for falling asleep in the captain’s cabin and not below deck to make sure nothing happened. As he makes his decent to the main deck, most of his crew are already on hand prepping for the journey ahead of them. The sunrise was breath taking, most of his happiest moments are always at daybreak, when the golden warmth spreads across the rippling water, wasting no time to start its day as the moon chases after it, never quite reaching its goal. He let out a consent sigh before moving towards the below deck entrance. However, when Hongjoong reaches the cell he finds both the mermaid and San passed out on the floor.

 Did she do something to him? Scenarios ran through the captain’s head as he rushed to San, “San!” he whisper yelled, shaking him slightly awake. “What happened? Did she hurt you? I told you to wear earplugs while down here” San sighed while sitting up and rubbing his neck, due to the uncomfortable sleeping position he ended up in. “I’m fine,” San reassured Hongjoong, “I must of feel asleep since it was late by the time we finished talking.”  San replied as if he wasn’t sure, while in reality he knew he watched the sleeping girl for a while just enjoying the peacefulness oh her chest rising and falling slowly. He even went as far as reaching through the bars to move a strand of hair tickling her cheek, wondering what she possibly be dream about with such a content look on her face.

 “Hi?” you sounded up in your small morning voice, which was being directed to the captain, yet also broke San out of his thoughts about last night, “I didn’t hurt him” you said immediately after realizing San was still near your cell and probably was found there.

 “Can I speak with you in my cabin?” Hongjoong asked San sternly, then looking at me, “I’ll be back after you wash up to speak with you as well.” he stated looking back at San, “where is Yunho? He can help her wash up.” “what about Seonghwa?” your small voice interjected, to which you just received stares from both men. You averted your eyes downward, “Yunho sounds nice, where is he?” “that’s what I thought” the captain replied before leaving, San following behind after giving a small smile to you.

“Looks like I’m on mermaid duty” a very tall man said walking around the corner that separates the cell you were in and the crew’s bunks. So, he must be Yunho you thought to yourself, he looked nice but also intimidating at the same time due to his tallness. All you could do was stare up at him as you still couldn’t stand without falling, after a few seconds passed in silence he tilted his head, confusion clearly on his face, “soo, are you planning on getting up or laying there all day?” he asked half joking, “I can’t” was all you simply responded watching to see if his next move would be a dangerous one now that he knows you couldn’t run away. “Oh right! I apologize for my lack of consideration, this is your first time having legs then?” you were taken back from his answer, “yeah, but if you could just lend me a hand I should be fine, just need a little support.” you responded slowly letting your guard down to him as he seems friendly enough, even more so then Seonghwa was. However, when he unlocked the cell, he didn’t just give a hand but just ended up picking you up bridal style so he can get this over with as fast as possible.

 "I am lost San" Hongjoong spoke up as soon as they reached the captain's cabin. San observed the man as the ran a hand through his slightly faded red hair and placed his back against the desk. "Why were you even there? Are you trying to give me another reason to send her there?" He said with stress showing deep in his eyes. When San didn’t respond Hongjoong continued, "If I don’t send her to the market, we will have to let her go here and chances of her making it back to her reef alive are nonexistent." He let out a long sigh, "If we kill her it solves nothing and we receive no gain, yet we can’t turn around because of our shipment deadline.... please San, tell me what I should do in this situation?" The captain finished hanging his head slightly. "Firstly, I'm sorry I have caused you this much trouble, even if I had no restraint, I should have fought back. However, after talking to her a bit I believe we should find a way to return her home safely after we complete our shipment deal." San spoke cautiously to his captain, who has now looked up at San, taking in his thoughts on the situation. "I also think we should ask her before deciding her fate ourselves, maybe she wants to risk swimming back on her own, maybe not, but I believe she should have the choice." San finished. "I will speak with her next" Hongjoong voiced after a minute of thought. San nodded before walking to the door, "not so fast, lover boy" San froze hand halfway to the doorknob, "you still haven't given me an answer on why you were passed out next to her. Without ear plugs at that, don’t tell me your intentions were as impure as I am imagining them to be." After a few seconds of silence San responded, eyes still on the door, "Far from it, Joong" yanking the door open San left. "Thank God" the captain sighed letting out a breath he wasn’t aware he was holding. "The last thing I need is feelings to get in the way of my men." He said to the empty room in front of him.

 "You don’t have to carry me everywhere, you know?" You smiled at the boy named Yunho who you have grown very fond of in the short time you've known him. Throughout the morning the only time your feet hit the ground is when you were sitting on something. He joked with you and asked questions about what breathing underwater felt like, and since he couldn't see the air could you see the water. Ultimately, you began to drop your guard even more around him, not fully but more so then anyone else on the ship. "I know." He simply responded with a wink, interrupting your memories from the morning with him. "Last stop, after breakfast, getting a comb through that head of hair, and washing your face and hands." Yunho said verbally listing everything he was told to do with you to make sure nothing was forgotten. "Who’s the unlucky one today" you asked slightly frowning. "I would say me, but unfortunately my clothes would be too big." He responded with a reflection of the frown you gave him not to long ago, as he set you down to sit on his bunk, "How about this, since both mine and Mingi's clothes would be too big and I don’t want to include the Captain for obvious reasons, pick a number between 1 and 5." Yunho suggested with a face saying he was a genius for thinking of such a solution. “mm... 3?" You responded with hopeful eyes. "And the winne- I mean loser is..." he said with playful eyes, "Wooyoung~" Yunho finished, to which you just hung your head and pouted, "I'm in so much trouble" you whispered to yourself so Yunho wouldn't hear. A few minutes later he returned with some black skinny jeans, black boots, and a white blouse. "I'm going to turn around but if you have issues figuring out his complicated clothes let me know, I promise I won’t look." He voiced with a smile and another wink. "Thank you, Yunho." Was all you responded back before successfully dressing yourself on the first try. "What do you think?" You asked signaling it was safe to turn back around, "they fit you nicely, now come here so I can carry you to the captain's cabin."

A muffled come in was heard after Yunho knocked on the Captain’s door. You made Yunho hold your hand on the way there, so he wasn’t seen carrying you around like before.  As you entered the room your eyes focused on the floor still feeling guiltily and scared about the situation. After Yunho helped you sit down he gave you an encouraging smile before leaving and shutting the door quietly behind him. “I’m sorry” was the first thing out of the captain’s mouth, leaving you shocked as you finally made eye contact with his worried eyes. You could tell you have caused a deal of stress from his tired stance so early in the morning along with his furrowed brows. When you continued to just stare at the man behind his desk, he spoke up again, “I should’ve let you go yesterday when you were still close to your home, and now you are to far to make it back safely and we can not turn around.” He must have saw your shocked facial expression because when he looked back up to meet your eyes, his features seemed to relax and even let out a low laugh. “so, I’m not going to the market? I have a chance to make it back home?” You asked wide eyes and hope shining in your e/c eyes. “Sort of, that is what I need to discuss with you. I had no intention to send you to the market, but my sense of authority took over and I said the first threatening thing I could think of besides death.” The boy confessed. And from that statement alone you saw he wasn’t what you first assumed he would be, everyone you’ve met has so far. “I am free to leave then?” you asked, “yes, if you believe you can make the swim safely back to your reef.” He replied still maintaining eye contact with you as he walked and sat on the front of his desk facing you. “I’ve never been outside the barriers before.” Defeat heavy in your voice, “but I will try.” “you don’t have to” the captain started, “after we complete this shipment we should be heading back west. Allowing an opportunity for you to return home safely.” “Really! I’m allowed to stay until then?” you replied with all sadness laving your eyes. “Only if you pull your weight, I’m not that hospitable.” He responded, seeming less stressed now that he has figured something out. “one more thing” he returned serious within a second, “you will sleep in here, no wondering around at night, do not go through my stuff, and no seducing anyone. These are my rules, follow them and no issues will arise between us.” “of course, anything you ask I will do.” You responded with confidence.

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[hereisleo]

Circle VII: Violence

The Second Babylon

w/ k.hj & reader ft. ateez

g/ demon!au, mystery, suspense

a.n/ after more than three weeks of dry spell, i present you the finale

t.w/ blood, slight gore, violence, death, murder, guns and fire

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by shoji meguro -

a new world fool

“Rise.”

You stand from your kneeling posture at the command and your eyes meet the burning red of the King. Hongjoong breaks into a smirk, “I told you, ‘You’ll seek us out yourself,’ and here you are.” He leaves his throne, the seven other commanders remain seated, boots soundless against the red carpet. His fingers caress your cheek before digging into your face in a vice-like grip. He leans forward, nose almost brushing against your, the vicious growl rumbling in his throat roots you to the palace floor, “I should punish you for your insubordination.”

He beckons Fraud to approach. The lightning bearer towers over you. The crackle of electricity raises the temperature in the throne room, shadows shift to its taunt. “Let it be remembered, you don’t disobey me.” The last thing you know is the blinding white-hot pain as lightning strikes the consciousness out you.

To say your shoulder is not moving properly is an understatement. The burns have knitted itself to normal skin as Yeosang sits by your bedside, his bed, waiting for you to rouse. You wake up to his finger gently tracing patterns on your arm. You reach for his hand and he lets you hold them. “You could have dodged it,” He refers to the bolt of lightning. “You’re fast enough.” Sure you are. They probably don’t expect you to sit there and take it. You release his hand and feel your shoulder. Uneven surface tells you the bolt scarred your skin in fern-like patterns. Lichtenberg scars. Most disappear in a few days but yours are here to stay.

The fireplace roars to life, black fire licks the unburnt woods. A summoning call from the King and all are expected to answer. Yeosang helps you off the bed, every fibre of your being protests but you trudge on, out of the chamber into the hallway. Yeosang keeps a hand on the small of your back, a precaution should you stumble. Rounding the corner, you find Mingi and Yunho coming out of their chambers. Mingi smirks and nods at you, already up and walking after been directly struck by his lightning. Yunho pats your head and walks behind you and Yeosang. Seonghwa almost purrs when he sees you while San and Wooyoung whistle in amazement. Jongho says nothing but the respect in his eyes are enough.

Red on red. Red staining the gold. Red on the skin. Red dripping of the sharp nails. The throne room is a bloody macabre. Hongjoong stands in the middle of bodily carnage, limbs here and there, and there’s a heart fluttering its final beats in his hand. He turns around and smiles, canines elongated and stained, “I let them breach security.” Familiar badges you used to carry every day lay drenched on the plush carpet. Your eyes glance over the bodies if there’s one body in particular amongst the raiding party. He offers the heart in rhetoric fashion, “Anyone hungry?”

Seonghwa is the first to approach the embodiment of Violence. “Famished, Joong,” he whispers, wiping away the stray splash of blood from the King’s cheek, he has no qualms licking off the blood of his finger. Hongjoong seems to preen at the action. “We’re going. Time to get rid of the thorns from the rose.” He tosses the heart away and it stops short by your boots. His finger points at you, eyes blazing as bright as the blood staining his skin, “They demanded you. I applaud them for their bravery but no one takes what is mine.” No one makes demand to the King.

The shadows curl and snap, opening the void pathway to the Living Plane. The brim of their hats cast a shadow over their eyes, charcoal webs of veins protrude right below the skin, red irises more prominent than ever. Their black coats billow behind them, one by one, the commanders enter the void and melt into the shadows. Hongjoong waits for you with his palm open. You hold his hand, soiled and sticky yet soft. He raises them to his mouth, lips brushing against your knuckles.

“Lay waste to them.”

A siege is what this is. The precinct is surrounded by a wall of black fire, Seonghwa’s mouth curls into a menacing dragon-like grin. You could hear the tinkling of wind chimes in your mind as the wind picks up, your coat whipping in the wind and hat following the direction of the air currents, Yunho is nearby. The fire grows unceasingly. You’ve seen the sight before. The Great Fire of Rome, London, Chicago and many other accounts recorded in history. Wooyoung and Yeosang work on driving the officers outside into a frenzy. San taking them out with ease. They’re turning the Living Plane’s symbol of security into their playground. One of them alone could raze a city yet here they are playing. You could feel pinpricks of electricity tickling your skin, funny how it’s not painful anymore after being submerged in the River Styx. “Shall I get rid of the mutt for you?” Mingi whispers, his cheek pressing against yours and you follow his line of sight. “I’ll take care of it.” Mingi barks a laugh, “Have a blast, little one!”

Jongho’s miasmic presence alone in the bullpen is enough to make the officers kneel. You pass by him and he tips the brim of his hat in greetings, ever so polite. The building shudders, splinters and ashes rain down. Compromised structural integrity. He’s trying to cave the building from the inside, burying the people underneath. The protection runes inscribed to the structure prevent him from bringing the building down. “Need a hand, Jongho?” You call out teasingly, he scoffs and a rune cracks under the suffocating gravity. Guess not. This place is never designed to handle nine commanders of hell at the same time. The scenario never even crossed the mind.

Hongjoong stands beside you, more blood covers the expanse of his skin, he coat soaking the red liquid that’s not his. You wipe the stain from the corner of his mouth, he must have feasted before finding you. In front is the entrance to a secret passageway. Every employee in the Anomaly Department signs a vow of silence regarding the passage. Not at a single word to anyone. Not to be open until there’s an unprecedented attack. The intricately weaved runes are glowing white at the threats yet Hongjoong chuckles, “Pathetic.” The world is always evolving and so does power. The runes are outdated, no one checks it for who knows how many years. Hongjoong blasts the wall into pieces, all it takes is a punch. He’s not a king for nothing. The thrumming of his miasma flow is intoxicating, you could feel it latching, igniting violent tendencies inside. The embodiment of Treachery and the detective mix a savage concoction.

Runes litter the walls and floors as you descend the stairs, Hongjoong close behind you. You wonder how many media coverage is on the other side of the ring of fire. All thoughts are vanquished from mind when you come face to face with a stone door. How far deep into the underground is this? The miasmic energy leaking from the stone is akin to the one you feel in the underworld. “Ley lines,” Hongjoong says behind you. “The runes are pathetic but they’re smart enough to make an escape route close to Limbo.” He steps in front of you, a slew of phrases in a dead language spills from his tongue. The door rumbles open without a fight. No traps activated. You always forget that he’s been on this world longer than any supernatural beings. The first supernatural inhabitant to walk the Earth.

Familiar voices reach your ears. You smile. Oh, how the end of the beginning has come to fruition. The taste of fear on tip of your tongue is delicious. They have no time to cross into Limbo nor did they expect the final defence to be breached. “Detective?” A gentle call of your old title melts you from Hongjoong’s shadow. The reds of your eyes drilling into your partner’s, ex-partner. Guns are pointed at you. The Captain’s frightened face brings a grin to your mouth and the Junior Detective flinch. The grin is short of feral. “Detective, please come back. I know you’re in there,” the pleading of the Junior Detective makes you coo, eyes desperate and the service weapon unsteady in trembling hands.

You approach the Junior Detective, hands raise in the air at the attempt of an nonthreatening advance. “Stop right there!” The Captain yell. “How could you betray us like this?!” Hongjoong clicks his tongue and in a second, he has the Captain against the wall, hand tight around her neck. The Junior Detective whips his attention toward the King of hell, gun trained to his head. That’s not going to kill Hongjoong. “Betray you? Oh no, no. You took Treachery from me, Captain. No one steals from me,” animalistic growls emerge from his throat, nails growing sharper. You could see scarlet beads pooling at the divots where his claws dig into the delicate skin.

Placing a hand on the service weapon, you coax the Junior Detective to lower the gun. Without missing a beat, Hongjoong tears open her throat. The stone wall is splattered red and blood rains on the King. You watch the Captain chokes in her own blood before going cold. Screams of anguish ring throughout the tunnel, gun clattering away. Your partner slumps against you, dragging you to the wet ground. Tear streams down the Junior Detective’s cheeks, heaving and inconsolable. Hongjoong laughs and laughs, doubling over and clutching his stomach as if what went down is the most hilarious comedy show he has ever seen in a while. It probably is, the last time you have seen him laughs this hard was during the assassination of Julius Caesar.

You hum and nuzzle into the sobbing Junior Detective in your arms. “Mingi was right, I should have done it properly,” you whisper. Your old partner’s breath hitches, “What do you mean?” You plant a kiss on the corner of your partner’s mouth, “The Kiss of Judas.” And you let go of the horrified Junior Detective, the cogs in the brain turning to process your words. The tunnel rumbles as the crashing of explosions outside continues. It’s going to collapse.

Chunks of rocks drizzle down. Hongjoong offers his arm for you to link and you do so. “Fabulous show, Treachery! Time for the curtain call! We have a feast waiting for us,” he praises, eyes shaping into crescent moons. Walking toward the stone door, the melodious dead language spills from his mouth. You turn your head to see the Junior Detective rooted to the ground as more and more debris falls. You smile one last time and wave, farther away with each step. Classic Hongjoong. Death by stoning. Never forgive and never forget. The door shuts and the tumbling of boulders chorus inside.

“Goodbye, partner.”

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[piprocrastinator]

rough day, soft nap

Anyone fancy some J9 fluff. Beucase I did. So I wrote some. Soft Nine in a big hoodie just makes me soft.

Nine huffs as he throws his clothes to the ground. They slop against the ground. Disgusting. He scowls at them as he shuffles on the balls of his feet waiting for the water to heat up.

It just had to be a bad day. Because of course, why not.

He had woken up late, forgotten to eat breakfast nor did he remember to bring a snack so he suffered through both of his morning classes with the constant -and annoying- growls of his stomach. Like get a grip tummy, it's not that bad.

He grabbed a granola bar from the vending machine before his next class only to have someone bump him and drop it on the ground. It was already open too. So that was a lost cause immediately. He sighs, fist clenched, it's whatever. He'll eat later.

He steps into the water, shivering at the immediate temperature difference. He skin raising, prickling as it shifts to a more regulated temperature.

He forgot to print off his paper so he had to scramble to find a printer to do that before his class started. Which apparently the closest printer to this class was in on the top floor because the one on the bottom floor, where he was, was broken. So seven flights of stairs later he printed off his paper, ran down the seven flights of stairs only to see that someone had stolen his favorite seat.  He couldn't really be mad, there wasn't assigned seating. but he was mad because that was his seat. He huffed into the next best seat.

Then, because everything else wasn't enough, the universe allowed one more thing to happen.

He rinses his hair before grabbing his soap and poof shower loofah, lathering it up with probably more soap than necessary before scrubbing his skin.

He had been walking down the street, Joong not far off smiling at him as he waited when a guy ran right into him. Coffee splashes everywhere and they tumbled down. Straight into a muddy puddle. It had been raining all night and there were puddles everywhere so he should have known this was the universe's plan from the beginning.

Nine sighs, trying to decide which the worse feeling was, the scolding coffee or the freezing muddy water. Both, he concluded.  

The guy scrambles up shouting a 'sorry' before bolting somewhere.

Nine sighs. He sighs, lip trembling just a little. Because today sucked. And when the day sucks one is allowed to want to cry. There has to be some kind of unwritten code about it, he's sure.

"P." Nine frowns at the soft look and Joong is already helping him up before he can say anything else. They don't talk about the leaking mess he's trailing or the splosh of his shoes against the pavement. Joong stays close, not touching but Nine can feel the warm palm hovering over his back.

Nine scrubs his skin just a little harder. His chest feels heavy because sometimes you can be mad and sad and hate everything. He's allowed that he thinks. A few tears slip out mixing immediately with the water as if they never existed, to begin with. and that's ok, It helps. He doesn't feel as tense. A few more fall out and he feels more relaxed now. The tension released if only just some.

He rinses before stepping out of the shower. His clothes have disappeared, replaces with fresh warm clothes and he gulps thickly because damn, he really loves Joong sometimes.

He grabs a thick towel, drying off quickly so he can throw on the clothes. The pants are his he knows but the hoodie.

He shuffles out of the bathroom, the steam letting out a weak puff as he opens the door.

"Joong?" He receives a lazy hum in reply. "Hoodie?"

Joong looks over to him, a shine flashes in his eyes for a moment before he smiles, softly. Like Nine is something precious. Nine feels that.

They share clothes, that's nothing new. But sometimes it's more than that. Sometimes it's Joong holding open his arms, pulling him close. Rubbing his back. Nuzzling the crown of his head before he drops a kiss. Sometimes it's Joong pretending that he's not tickling Nine until he is and Nine feels a few tears roll down his cheeks.

"If you don't stop tickling me right now, I won't kiss you for the rest of the week." The fingers freeze but only for a moment as if Joong is debating the reality of the threat before continuing.

Joong laughing louder. They both know it was an empty threat.

Sometimes it's just Joong being Joong as he leans over Nine, checks red with laughter as he says;

"You're so unbelievably beautiful-" Joong laughs at Nines glare before he adds "And handsome, always so handsome."

He leans down, rubbing their noses together. Nine feels his checks burn but his heart flies. Fluttering around in his chest making it just a little bit harder to breathe. It's ok Nine likes this kind of breathlessness he gets when Joong is around.

"It's not cold, you can kiss my lips."

Joong smiles and drops a peck to Nine awaiting lips.

"There food waiting for you."

Nine tugs the blanket up over them, pulling Joong close. "Food later. Nap?"

It's warm, really too warm with the hoodie, the blanket, and Joong's body heat but he can't find the will to move especially not when Joongs hand starts running down his spine in such a soothing manner.

[pingupengq]

❄️Christmas with Ateez🎄

Hongjoong x reader

Word count: 614

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"Oh hold still for goodness sake, Joong!"

"But y/nnnnnn it tickles!"

"I'm almost done, you dramatic baby" you tell him with a playful roll of your eyes as you carefully maneuver the makeup brush around his left eye. "Honestly, if you keep moving, I won't be to blame for the new eye patch you'll have to buy..." This makes him go comically, dramatically rigid and still, hands clutching at the carpet underneath him to keep him grounded.

He flicks his eyes up at you, faithfully keeping his head as still as possible, and asks you quietly "please don't take my eye out, I like having two of them." You carefully swipe the final bits of eyeshadow on, pat a little more color onto the tip of his nose, and give him a quick once over while grinning. Seeing your grin, Hongjoong asks if he can see.

You hand him a handheld mirror, stifling snickers behind your hand. The sound that Hongjoong makes is something between a horrified yelp and a laugh, and he stares at his reflection in shock and disbelief.

"WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY FACE?!"

"Joong, YOU are the one that said you wanted to do silly makeup, and YOU are the one that wanted it to be a snowman! So don't you blame me for this!"

"Well yes, but- ohhh gosh- oh I look so stupid- just you wait, y/n, it's your turn!" In the middle of his whining, you'd burst into laughter, physically unable to hold it in any longer. Your laughter quickly evolves into shrieks as Hongjoong tackles you to the ground from where he sat.

He holds you there, pinned under his weight on your midsection, while he begins to administer his own new makeover for you. You squirm underneath him, playfully swatting at his hands while he steadies your chin.

"Oh come on y/n, hold still! You don't want an eye patch, do you?"

Your gaze snaps to his face sharply. He's grinning teasingly, makeup brush poised mere centimeters away.

"You wouldn't!"

"Oh but if you keep moving around... I mean, it gets hard to control the brush, right? You should know, you were doing it earlier!"

His gentle teasing has you grumbling in response. Ultimately, however, you lay still as per his request, trying to focus on not letting your face scrunch up from the swipes of the makeup brush. You can feel yourself easing into comfort, Honjoong's feather-light touches relaxing you more than you'd like to admit.

Soon enough, Hongjoong stirs you from your bliss with a burst of laughter and several claps. He offers you a mirror, which you take ever so slowly, and you ask him if you even want to see his... "Handiwork".

"I had to look at my face" he snickers, "so you have to look at yours!"

"I suppose that's only fair..." You groan softly as he tilts the mirror up in your hands so you can see.

The makeup that Hongjoong applied actually doesn't look bad, you note as you examine your new look. He's caked dark brown eyeshadow across the top of your cheeks and the bridge of your nose, while the rest of your cheeks have gotten a lighter brown. Your nose has been painted black with what appears to be eyeliner.

"A reindeer?" You smile up at him, both questioning but also approving of his choice.

"I figured you'd want to be the most adorable Christmas animal, since you're the most adorable human!" He wraps his arms around your neck and plants a soft peck on the top of your head. "In fact, you're so cute I think I'll forgive you for the snowman makeup..."

"Hey!"

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[bobowhooo]

Potent savages

Genre : Drama/ Angst/ Smut/Trigger warningsss/ Exo, oc, and blackpink gang au!

Summary : Not everyone is cut out for this kind of fast-paced lifestyle, but for these young, rich savages, it’s second nature.

Chapter 17 : The land of sweetness and danger

  Give me reasons we should be complete...

“Heyyyy, biiitch!” Lisa said before throwing her arm over my shoulder and hanging onto me. “I thought you weren’t going to come.” Her breath smelled like all the alcohol she consumed while I wasn’t here and her eyes looked a bit dazed. Even though she’s obviously wasted her perfect ponytail is still intact and so is her makeup. I must say im impressed. 

I smiled at her while lifting her head up by her chin. “Of course I came. You know I can’t miss out on a good party.” I said. A few hours ago kai and chanyeol invited me and the girls to this new club they invested in downtown. I, being completely not in the mood, turned down the offer, but the girls went in hopes I would meet up with them later. I only decided to come because the silence in the house was eating me alive. Everyone was busy tonight so I was alone in that big mansion. I couldn’t do it. That’s how I ended up here, all dolled up and ready to party. I guess...

“Well, you look fucking delicious! I could just eat you up!” Lisa yelled into my ear as she pulled open my unzipped black leather jacket to get a better look at my tight silk black dress. 

“Says the goddess herself!” I yelled back while smiling. 

“Ahhhh! You made it! Isn’t this place just to die for!” Jennie said with her arm locked onto chanyeol’s as the big man just looked around. I nodded my head slowly at them, seeing right through their little friends with benefits act. “Come on, let’s go to the VIP area! It’s too crowded here!” Jennie grabbed my hand to lead the way and lisa stayed attached to me, following my every footstep. The luxurious club was lit up with neon blue lights that began to soften as we made our way to the desired area. Unlike other clubs we used to hang out at, this place didn’t make their VIP area obscure at all. I'm guessing this is a tactic to make people want to hang out here more. The more they see it the more want it, type of thing. I'm already not a fan. I always hated being stared at by strangers but it seems so much more unbearable these days. I groaned before taking a seat on the surprisingly soft white leather couch. 

I spotted kai with jisoo, and rose deep in the crowd of people on the dance floor probably admiring each other's lean bodies and perfect jawlines as I sipped a shot jennie poured me a minute ago. “You’re supposed to down it, aya.” Jennie said with narrow eyes. 

“I know that. I just don’t really want to get shit faced tonight.” i said back. 

“Why not? You haven’t been shitfaced since baekdumbass left you here. Maybe getting drunk is what you need to do to get over it all!” She said, an excited smile plastered on her pretty face.

I put my hand on her shoulder and shook my head. “That makes almost no sense.”

“Almost.” she smirked.

A laugh erupted from my throat as I gripped her shoulder a little harder. “I’ll think about it.” I said to end the discussion. I can’t imagine how getting drunk could possibly help at all. I downed the rest of the alcohol in my shot glass and slammed it onto the table with a smile. Jennie was beating softly on my right arm excitedly with her two hands as she watched me. “Yasss, bitch!” She laughed before pouring me another. My eyes traveled to her hands before catching a glimpse of chanyeol, who was seated right next to the girl. He was just staring me down, well more like my cleavage. I tilted my head and stared right back at him, but even after I did that his gaze never wavered, not at all. He seemed dazed. He finally looked me in the eyes and licked his lips, making me scrunch my eyebrows. Does he want me to rip his balls off his body or something? 

“Here we go!” Jennie said while holding up two shot glasses. “Why is your face all mushed up?” 

“Give me those.” I downed the two drinks with no hesitation, trying to forget what just happened. One minute he’s confessing his feelings, the next he’s staring me down like a fucking five-course meal. I swear I can’t take this shit anymore. I have to have a serious conversation with him tonight before things get out of hand. I can’t give him anything he wants. Like at all. Jennie downed two drinks herself after handing me another one. Or I could just get drunk and talk to him about it later. I smiled at jennie and we clicked our glasses together. 

Fuck it. 

I saw chanyeol staring at me again while I drank the poison in two gulps. It reminds of how baekhyun used to watch every move I made, and how it would excite me beyond belief to know his eyes were on me. It makes me want another drink. I got up to make my way to the bar after telling jennie I would be right back. I slipped through the crowd and to the bar and filled the modern style white bar stool in front of it with my silk-clad ass. A very cute boy looked up at me from behind the bar as he carefully mixed drinks in a little glass. He smiled and I smirked. His face is so sweet and innocent. Almost like baekhyun’s. Ugh, everything reminds me of baekhyun. My eyes rolled on their own when a pout took over my lips. What the hell is wrong with me. 

“Let me guess, you want the strongest drink I can make.” The cute little bartender said after handing out a drink without even looking. 

“You guessed correct, cutie.” I said back.

“I thought so. That adorable pout just screams boy troubles. And everyone knows the cure to that is some good hard alcohol.” He spoke with a little grin that makes me wanna pinch his cheeks. 

“I was not aware of this but thank you, now I know.”

“You’re very welcome. You can call me joong. That’s what my friends call me.”

“Interesting. You can call me aya. That’s what people call me.”

The man handed me my drink and tilted his head cutely. “That your real name, or just a nickname?”

“Both.” I said before sipping on what he had made me. I was surprised to taste a soft sweetness in the drink because of his earlier “hard alcohol” comment. I was really expecting something nasty and bitter. I looked up him with wide eyes and he smiled at me. “This is kind of good.” I said.

“Of course it is, I put effort into it.” He nodded with pursed lips.

“Imma need about ten more of these, my guy.” I said as I gulped down the rest of this one. 

“Coming up!” 

He kept serving me drinks and I continued to chat him up for another twenty minutes or so. I could feel myself getting looser with every passing minute. His smile is intoxicating and his conversation is so stimulating im started to think the drinks aren’t the only thing that’s making me feel this way. 

“So, what made you decide to dye your hair this very pretty silver color?” He asked.

“Well, this was my way of saying that I'm a new person. Now I just like it because it looks good with all the black I'm wearing.” I giggled.

“I can’t disagree with that. It looks really good.” He eyed me up and down as I sat there in front of him. Giggly and flirty.

“Why don’t you come over here, fuck bartending!” I yelled in his face before biting my lip.

“Well, this is my job.” He laughed. 

I narrowed my eyes before reaching over the bar and grabbing his shirt. “Fuck your job. I'm filthy rich, baby boy.”

He cocked one eyebrow before sighing. He grabbed my hand and kissed it just to walk away from the bar with a smile. How daring. I grabbed him up once more to lead him to the VIP area. I saw kai and rose look surprised when I passed them on the dancefloor as jisoo didn’t pay me any attention. I don’t know if it was because of the man I'm dragging around or just because they didn’t know I was here, but either way, they looked very surprised. 

“Everyone meet my new friend! You can call him joong! Isn’t he cute!?” I yelled at everyone in the VIP area. He laughed again while placing his hands on my hips. “Heyyy, joong!” Lisa said while clapping happily and jennie just smiled at him. “I brought him here cause I want to give him lots of money! But I don’t have enough cash! Gimme cash!” I yelled in my drunk voice while trying to put my arm on the bartender’s shoulder. He was too tall though. Joong just laughed and shook his head no. Which I don’t understand. Who doesn’t want free money?

“I don’t want money, aya. I really just wanted to talk to you more.” He said into my ear. I bit my lips to hold back my laughter. His breath tickled. 

“Blah blah, take my damn money!” I said with a giggle before reaching into my bra where I left my cash. I saw him struggle not to look at my cleavage but he lost that fight and ended up looking shamelessly. I smirked when I whipped the money out. 

“Here you go, my good si-” Before I finished my sentence chanyeol put a death grip on my wrist and pulled me towards him. Me, being fairly drunk, lost my balance and crashed right into his chest. 

“Who the fuck are you?” Chanyeol said. 

“That’s joong!” I yelled into chanyeol’s chest.

“I’m joong...”

“Beat it.” Chanyeol said in a very intimidating voice.

“Well-” Joong tried to speak but chanyeol’s deep voice overpowered him.

“I said fucking beat it.” The big man said as I felt him reach for something on his body.

“Chanyeol!” Jennie yelled. I pulled myself from out of chanyeol’s chest and saw him holding a glock to the bartender’s forehead. He looked so terrified and stunned. Has he ever even seen a gun before? My hand landed on top of chanyeol’s, trying to force it downwards. “Just go back to bartending, joong.” 

Without any second words, the man took off like a scared little boy. Like a coward. But what did I expect? Did I want him to stand up to someone with a gun? I have to remember that normal people wouldn’t do that. Any normal person would have gotten scared in that moment. Normal people run. I guess when you’re around people who would do the opposite for so long you’ll start to forget about that. Suho always said not everyone is cut out to hang with us. Not everyone is capable. And of course, he’s right.

“What the hell were you thinking!? I liked him! Why did you have to run him off!?”

“Why the hell do you think!? He was obviously only using you for money! Besides, why would you want to hang out with a bitch ass guy like that? ”

“So what! I have a shit-ton of it! I'm a grown woman and I do what I want! If I want to spoil the shit out of some cute bartender then I will.”

“Oh, so you think he’s cute? What do you think baekhyun would say about that?” Chanyeol reached in his back pocket before pulling out his phone and waving it in my face.

“You piece of shit.” I said before the man smirked at me. I grabbed his phone and threw it harshly onto the ground. “You know what chanyeol, stop being such a jealous prick and worry about your own life!” I pushed him before storming off into the crowd of people. I heard him call my name in the distance which made me even more frustrated.  I walked up to the bar and grabbed the first bottle I saw while throwing down some cash. Before I could walk off a man grabbed my arm, dragging me back towards him. No words were exchanged when I turned around. I threw my fist into the center of his face and yanked my arm out of his hand. Everyone around me stared like I did something terrible but this was really the least harm I could have done to him, in my opinion. 

“What!?” I yelled at the people staring. “Yeah, I punched him! I’m a bitch it’s what I do. If you want to do something about it then stop staring and do something!” I yelled at everyone as I swung around the bottle of alcohol I took. 

“Aya, stop.” Chanyeol said out of nowhere. 

“Fuck.” I forgot I was trying to get away from him. I kicked rocks right when chanyeol reached out for me, trying to tame me. That’s all everyone wants to do to me. Hold me down, and tame me like im a wild animal. I'm not. I’m just like everyone else. I just want some damn respect. That’s all. 

I pushed open the club doors and stumbled out into the warm night air. I walked while trying to open the bottle of whatever the fuck this is, and thank goodness the damn cork was unscrewed already. I took a few swigs as I walked on the sidewalk slowly. This is how it should be. I should be alone. Just for tonight. I need to be alone. 

I tilted my head back so I could take a big gulp of uhhh I think this is vodka. People eyed me intensely from my head to my toes as I passed them. The pretty lights that colored the city intrigued me more than ever, all the different colors sparking a different kind of loneliness in my heart. They’re much like the stars when I think about it. Shining so brightly at night like this. Shining over my lonely presence like this. If only baekhyun was here to make me feel full again. If only he could come and take this emptiness away like he used. I miss him so so so much. Sometimes I wonder if he’s doing okay out there. And I wonder if he’s standing somewhere feeling alone. Just like me. And maybe if I just stand here alone long enough, he’ll come back with arms wide open. Waiting for me to hug him. Just like he used to. But it’s so much easier to be mad than to be hurt. It’s so much easier to say I want to kill you than saying how much I miss you, baekhyun. Please, understand me.

“Aya!” 

I whipped my head to the left to find chanyeol in his black Mercedes. “I’m sorry! I’m so sorry! Please forgive me! I can even go get bartender boy if you want! If that will make you happy!” He yelled through the passenger seat window as he kept the car at the pace of my footsteps. 

“no, that’s not what I want.” I said to him, crossing my arms in the process.

“Then, tell me what you want! I’ll do anything! Just, please get in the car.”

“Tonight is the night we finally get revenge.” Minseok said as he looked through the window. 

I smirked at him, loving just how ready to go he is. My stomach has been turning all-day just because I'm scared something will go terribly wrong.  I can’t help but think about how suho must have felt ready for all this to be over at that time too, but look what happened to him. And it goes without saying that im not even half the man suho was. So, what’s going to happen to me? I would hate to think that bitch si yeon is unbeatable but what else am I supposed to think. 

“Baekhyun, I know what you’re thinking,” Minseok said while still looking out of the window. “All those thoughts are just a source of self-doubt.”

“Hyung...”

“Listen to me, baekhyun. You can’t doubt yourself anymore. This moment in this hotel room is where all of that stops. You have to trust that this will work and that you will succeed. If you doubt yourself for even a second right now, you will lose. And we’re not losers are we, baekhyun?”

“No, hyung.”

“Most importantly, when you get this done, you will be the new leader of exo. Which means self-doubt has to be thrown out of the window more than ever.”

“Wait, i thought-”

“I don’t want to be leader, baekhyun, and we both know that suho wanted you to take his place.”

“I know he said that a few times but-”

“Baekhyun, don’t make me repeat myself. I lost my best friend! This is not a game! Snap out of your insecurities and kick yourself into gear!” Minseok yelled loudly as he shook sense into me.

“Yeah, I know hyung, I'm trying.” I said to him.

Minseok pushed his forehead against mine and gripped the back my neck. “Don’t just try, fucking do it. Fucking do it, baekhyun. Trust in yourself, you hear me? I want you to show everybody the fucking hungry beast you have hidden inside you, baekhyun. And eat everything that gets in your way! You got it!?”

“Yeah.” 

“I mean it! Eat everything!”

I’ll do it for suho. I’ll leave a trail of fire just for suho hyung. I swear, no one is safe in this battle to protect everyone and everything I love.

Chanyeol pulled up into the driveway of the exo mansion after a fairly silent car ride from the club. Neither of us moved to get out because the atmosphere of the car didn’t allow it. We just sat there. Feeling all of our feelings, right next to each other. “Aya, you have to give me a break here.” Chanyeol said, daring to break the silence. 

“What do you mean?” I asked while rolling my head over to look at him.

“I don’t think you realize how hard it is to see you every day. It kills me to watch you waltz around without even knowing how crazy you make me.  And it hurts that even now that you know.... there’s nothing that can be done of it.”

“well, what did you expect, chanyeol?”

“I’ll tell you what I didn’t expect. I didn’t expect you to fall mindlessly in love with baekhyun, and I didn’t expect him to do the same. I didn’t expect you to think of me as nothing more than a friend. And I sure as hell didn’t expect baekhyun to leave you here for me to look after, even though he knows how much I love you.”

“Chanyeol-”

“Listen to me, these past few weeks with just me and you, have been so awesome. And the more time I spend with you the more I fall for you. The more I need you. I'm done holding my feelings back for baekhyun. I thought I could do it but I can't anymore. Not anymore.”

“Chanyeol, you already know how I feel. You said it yourself. I'm mindlessly in love with baekhyun. I can’t return your feelings. But I know that jennie reall-”

“Don’t. Please, don’t mention anyone else right now. This is supposed to be about us.” Chanyeol said before grabbing my hand and holding it gently like baekhyun used to. If I didn’t feel sober before, I definitely do now.

“Chanyeol.” I said with all my emotions building up. I feel so fed up with everything that I could cry. Does he have any idea how this feels? What am I supposed to say!? I thought this type of thing would never happen to a girl like me. “You have to understand I am in no position to tell you how to feel. But I have to tell you to stop where you are. This can’t go any further. Your love for me has to end with this night. Please, forget about your feelings for me. I know I sound crazy saying that like it’s easy. But, trust me, you will only get hurt.”

“Don’t you think I know all this!? Stop saying unnecessary things, aya! Just look at me. And I mean look at me. Not like a friend, or someone you don’t know. Look at me like you love me, aya. Just this once.”

“I can’t. You know I can’t.”

Chanyeol pulled my chin in his direction and I got a good look at just how desperate and vulnerable he is. Just like me. I stared into his eyes seeing my own feelings in them somehow, and before I could turn away he caught my lips in a kiss. The warmth of someone who loves me giving me the affection I needed for weeks warmed my heart for a minute before I realized this isn’t the one I love. This isn’t the one I want. This isn't and will never be, byun baekhyun. 

I slapped chanyeol’s hand away from my chin before pushing him away from me. “What the hell did you just do!?” I looked at him as I brush the back of my hand on my lips to get the chanyeol off. 

“Aya, wait-”

I stormed out of the car and slammed the door completely confused and disgusted. What the hell just happened? What the hell did I just do? How come I just let him kiss me like that? That’s not what I wanted to happen. I don’t understand how I got this vulnerable. I just don’t understand. I stumbled into the mansion and threw off my shoes. I could feel my eyes burn but no tears fell as i ran for my room before locking the door and running fingers through my hair. My body pushed up against the door as it slid to the floor in exhaustion.

“Baekhyun, I'm sorry.” I whispered into the dark. “I’m sorry.”

I could feel a slight buzzing in my jacket pocket as my tearless eyes burned. Someone must be calling me. I squinted my eyes to adjust to the phone light after I got it out from its place. Without a second thought, as if I had no worries in the world, I picked up quickly.

“Baekhyun?” I spoke into the phone softly.

“Aya, you picked up.”

“Yeah.”

“I did it, baby. I handled it.”

“You did it!?”

“Yes, beautiful. I took care of it. Everything will be better now. I promise.  I just have one more thing to do and I'm coming back right after I’m done even if I have to fucking run back on my own two feet, I’m coming home.” 

“Baekhyun. Oh, baekhyun, i love you so much.” I said while pressing my hand over my mouth in happiness and shock. Finally letting the tears fall.

“I love you so much more, babydoll.”

AUTHORS NOTE: AND SO IT ENDS.....AND ALSO BEGINS?? I HOPE YOU GUYS ENJOYED CUZ I FR FR I REALLY LIKED WRITING THIS ONE! MAYBE IT WAS CUZ OF THE MUSIC I WAS LISTENING TO and imma take caps off now wtf lmfao

Kisses <33333 lailaaa ~~~~

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Ateez! Reaction to getting intimidate with you while the members/ a member are/is in the same room

warnings: some of them behave like fu*kboys/di*kheads, argument, disrespect, alcohol, strong language, suggestive, teasing, doing unholy things in a church

a/n: this turned out so dumb I am sorry anon but I finished it lmfao also they’re more like teasing? because I cannot get my head into people fu*king in front of others and not caring about it 😂

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k i m h o n g j o o n g

Hong Joong always has been a mixture of someone who liked to show off his girl and keep her to himself so you weren’t really shocked when he started to kiss down your exposed neck at a gathering at their mansion that night.

First you were really flustered and giggled but the sexual tension quickly arose when he took a good hold on your hips from behind breathing hotly down your cleavage.

You gulped unsure of what to think about the situation and gasped when you saw Park Seong Hwa standing at the other end of the room a glass of wine in his hand and a mischievous smile on his face.

Was he watching you?

You frowned trying to stop Hong Joong in his motions but quickly realized that he already saw the other one seemingly enjoying the scene.

You turned around and hurt took over your features.

„I am not a cheep whore Kim Hong Joong. Whatever you and Seong Hwa have going on don’t ever dare to involve me in it again.“ You hissed out trying to push away the tears and stormed away.

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p a r k s e o n g h w a

Seong Hwa‘s birthday was known to be the biggest event of the year in his hometown. As the bachelor always threw the most outrageous and glamorous parties it was his friends this time that wanted to prepare something special.

They booked you: a student with little to no money but good dancing skills on the pool.

You started your show and even if Seong Hwa first wasn’t into the idea at all while he sat down in front of you on a single chair the moment he layed his eyes on you his heart skipped a beat.

You personated everything the young rich loved; you were so beautiful he got flustered and tried to hide his reddening cheeks.

The dress on you was way too short and the show went on with the cheering from his guests that the young bachelor zoned out completely by now. He felt himself shuddering and becoming nervous when the young lady started walking to him with confident steps but a deer like gaze.

You sat down on his lap your arms casually wrapping around his shoulders and he cursed lowly at the sweet scent you gave off when you leaned down to whisper in his ear.

„Happy Birthday, Mr. Park.“

You were about to dance on him when he stopped you in your tracks and you were panicking if you did something wrong. Seong Hwa looked you into the eyes and clenched his teeth.

„I swear you don’t know what you’re doing to me right now so stop.“

„Y - you’re joking, right?“ But the desperate look in his eyes told he was more than serious about this.

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j e o n g y u n h o

You just couldn’t look away. It was always something you wondered about. And not only you... definitely your whole circle of friends.

You really didn’t want to look but your gaze just seemed to magically find its way down to Yun Ho‘s crotch where - wait a sec. Is it what you think it is?

Gosh, you had a drink too much. When you looked up you weren’t really sure anymore if this was the reality but on the other side of the room on the couch Yun Ho caught your gaze and suppressed a smirk.

Since it was embarrassing you quickly averted your gaze back to the movie hoping the two of you would just forget about the incident.

„Another round? I am getting shots!“ The others agreed and you got slightly nervous when Yun Ho came back with a tablet and handed everyone a shot.

„I am suggesting brother shots because we’ve all been so busy lately!“

„Why do you sat down next to (y/n), then? Very calculated don’t you think.“ Jong Ho eyed the latter suspiciously and Yun Ho sent him a kiss.

You were so dizzy that you were thinking about what brother shots were again when Yun Ho already linked your arms and drank. Right in the moment you remembered he already placed a cherry tasting kiss on your lips.

You couldn’t hold yourself back to lick the remaining droplets off while Yun Ho watched you eagerly.

„How does it taste?“

You frowned at him still progressing what a wasted night this was. Suddenly Yun Ho wipes away the last droplets off with his thumb and brushes it also over you bottom lip.

Your mouth opens but no words seem to leave your lips while he smiles mischievously.

„G-good... too good.“

„Ah, you want another one?“

You debate and your gaze drifts to the others around you but they seem much too intoxicated themselves to notice.

„Yes.“ Yun Ho chuckles and you close your eyes waiting for his lips to finally touch yours again. When a cold material instead meets you your eyes shoot open and you see Yun Ho laughing at you.

„I meant another shot, (y/n).“ He winks and you roll your eyes pouting at him for getting the wrong ideas...

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k a n g y e o s a n g

Yeo Sang‘s family and yours were good friends since ages and it was a must to attend the sunday‘s service together.

Like usually your families sat next to eachother again but Yeo Sang tended to sit next to his friends in the last row this day. Just when you went up to get to your parents a voice stopped you.

„(y/n)! Come sit with us!“ You turn around and see San smiling at you and also the other boys were together. You just grew close to them a while ago and you didn’t see a reason to say no.

When you realized Woo Young made place for you between him and Yeo Sang your mood quickly changed. You frowned at the boy exactly knowing what you told him a month ago when you were drunk - that you had a crush on Yeo Sang since forever...

Problem was... Yeo Sang probably has been asexual or simply ignoring you for his own sake. As you expected he didn’t even greet you but just relaxed further into the bench.

The service started and the boys next to you seemed to fall asleep one after another while the priest was really into his game. You also weren’t the biggest fan of it but you knew how to be respectful.

It was time to pray with your eyes closed when you suddenly tense up. Your eyes immediately shoot open and your gazes drifts to the site where Yeo Sang is watching you intensely.

You are frozen and not able to move a muscle while he digs his hand further into your tigh. You quickly look around to see if someone notices but stop when you hear a giggle coming from right next to you from Woo Young.

Yeo Sang starts to draw slow circles into your skin and you recognize how warm his hand feels against your exposed flesh. You don’t know how to put it but your body tells you to invite his touches rather than scold him and retrieve his hand...

When he leans down you flinch and close your eyes uttering the last words of the prayer hoping to not die at how hard your heart beats against your ribcage.

His breath tickles the hairs on your neck and you can smell a strong perfume coming from him before he whispers.

„(y/n)... you’re a little whore squirming like this in a church...“

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s o n g m i n g i

„Well, a bet is a bet.“

„Min Gi, you aren’t serious about this? I thought it was a joke! If I knew you would be a dick I wouldn’t have obliged!“

Min Gi let’s out a laugh and drags you back inside the karaoke room where your friends were partying like there’s no tomorrow.

He sat you down next to him and brought his arm over your shoulder to keep you close so you couldn’t escape. He side glanced your form and smiles to see your arms crossed and a pout adorning your face.

„Cute.“

„What?“

„Oh, nothing. Just enjoying the view.“ His eyes turn into crescents while he grins at you.

Times flies by and you know your boyfriend good enough that he wouldn’t let his price slip. So when your food arrives everyone gasps when you start to feed Min Gi like he was the king of South Korea.

„Damn, what the heck are you two doing?“

Some couldn’t control their laughter and you feel like sinking into a hole of embarrassment when Min Gi explains that you just realized how he should be really treated.

Everyone knew you were sassy and didn’t take any shit and so it has also been with your boyfriend. Min Gi loved to tease you endlessly and he knew that having you serve him in front of your friends was something you wouldn’t like. He took it as a revenge for you making him jelous the last week and a dangerous glint appears in his eyes thinking back to the evening.

„Mh, my love. I have some sauce on my chin...“

„So what?“

„Lick it away.“

„You are unbelievable!“

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c h o i s a n

San always has been an affectionate person that needed a lot of attention from his s/o. You on the other hand liked to stick to simple holding hands in public and a little peck here or there but nothing too exaggerated.

San knew you were shy but sometimes he couldn’t hold himself back to tease you openly so people would see who you belong to. No, that wasn’t the only reason he liked to show off he was just fully engulfed in your form and needed to touch whenever he could.

This caused you scolding him from time to time when he did inappropriate things in the different areas.

For example in a car. With Jong Ho and Seong Hwa in the back. You were standing at a red light when you felt San‘s hand sneaking up your thigh leaving a tickling sensation in the process. The boys were tired but you were sure they were still awake in the back.

Quickly you try to retrieve San‘s hand but his grip just strengthens and the nerve this boy has! When you glance to him he’s just sheepishly looking outside acting like he does nothing. He always messed with you inside his car but this time it was worse because there were your friends in the back!

„San!“ You whisper-yell to your boyfriend who looks up to you for a second before leaning in to your side.

„What?“

„Stop!“

„No!“ Then he leans back and when you try to forcefully pull his hand back you’re suddenly with a clap to your thigh leaving you flushed and aroused because of the mixture of pain and pleasure.

„Mh... are we already there?“ Oh, Jong Ho probably actually fell asleep.

„Five minutes.“ San ignites with a big smile to the back.

After you drop off the two San suddenly locks the car and leans over so his arm is around the lean of your seat. Out of reflex you lean back clearly intimidated by his posture but also confused what he wanted to do now.

„Did it hurt, baby?“

You shyly nod and your gaze falls to your lap where you’re playing with the hem of your skirt. San’s tongue pokes out to wetten his bottom lip and a low chuckle leaves him.

„Can you whine like that for me again when we’re home?“

„San!“

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j u n g w o o y o u n g

Jung Woo Young meant danger; that’s what everyone knew. You couldn’t deny the fact that he intrigued you beyond everything that was appropriate... meaning you fantasized about the boy way too much. Everything about him was perfect.

If you just could have a taste of his lips once in your life... It was just a little joke and daydreaming for you; nothing serious. And maybe his image also helped you to relieve some stress in lonely nights but really nothing more.

Although you didn’t expect this houseparty to be too spectacular things actually spiced up when you saw the boy and his friends entering the party. You suddenly felt more excited and thanked god you decided to join your friends this night.

You saw Woo Young quickly being accompanied by a girl and immediately your face fell. Dammit... Just stop dreaming of somebody you will never have!

„(y/n)?“ Oh, yes! You were currently playing beerpong and it was your turn. Well, if you didn’t get the boy you would at least just win this game. And you did. With a big crowd around you the other girls cheering for you because you won against the best of the boys in this game.

With a big grin and clearly tipsy by now you dragged your friend inside to dance accompanied by the others. You swayed your hips, laughed and had a lot of fun. Until you felt someone’s hand sneaking around your waist to level your rhythm up to his.

You turned around and saw no other than the Jung Woo Young eyefucking you shameless.

„What are you doing?“

„Getting revenge for my friend; but in my own way.“

You look over to Yeo Sang the one you just managed to destroy and see him winking at you from afar.

Your eyes quickly drift to Woo Young’s chest and you mumble to yourself. „This would be more like a prize...“

Woo Young is able to hear your words because instead of you he didn’t touch a single bottle tonight and because of that he decides to take things a little further. Suddenly the boy leads you out of the crowd upstairs to a secluded room where he’s quickly placing hungry kisses over your exposed collarbone.

You’re feeling like paralyzed both of the boldness and the pleasure.

Your eyes open wide when you hear a chuckle coming from the other side of the room and you frown seeing Yeo Sang sitting casually in a chair enjoying the show.

„Like you said. Your prize and our revenge.“

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c h o i j o n g h o

Another one of those boring business nights with Jong Ho and you were quickly deciding to roam around the big mansion you landed in this time.

Gosh, how rich was his boss again? This house looked more like a palace to you and made you again wonder; what the hell was Jong Ho even working?

You turned corner after corner and whined knowing you got lost.

„Dammit... I am so stupid!“

„Here you are. Mrs. Choi we‘re missing your presence!“

Choi san comes out of the dark with a smile on his face and a hand tugged into his pockets. He looked ravishing but you guessed he already knew that by the way he always held himself. For you, San was a friend. A good one because he helped you and your husband in more than one way.

You puffed out some air and rolled your eyes. „What could be so interesting that you would need me?“

„Tsk, always so sassy... Jong Ho is currently leading in the game you should join us.“

„How much?“

„That’s for you to find out.“ A chuckle leaves you and with quick steps you get to San and link arms so he can guide you back.

The room was dark and huge with a single poker table in the middle where only three very young and dangerously looking gentlemen were still deeply engulfed into the game. Woo Young who stands next to the table winks at you and you try to hide the uneasiness he’s causing you every time with his little flirt attempts.

Hong Joong and Yun Ho still played with Jong Ho and being the bold human you were you emerged the table with confident steps and sat down on Jong Ho‘s lap to make your presence very clear to everyone.

Jong Ho immediately maneuvered his hands so he could sneak one of his arms around your waist and adjust your position; what the hell...

You were practically sitting widespread on his right thigh now but Jong Ho only seemed to be interested in the game.

They played silently while the others were casually getting drinks from the bar. You on the other hand were busy in understanding the game and Jong Ho‘s cards. You shuffled your body and position from time to time trying to not put too much pressure on your husband‘s thigh.

After a while with a lot of struggling Jong Ho groaned out annoyed and gave your hip a squeeze only to push you down on his thigh stronger than before.

„Fuck!“

All eyes were on you immediately and you know you shouldn’t have teased him so much...

„You want to distract me or put on a show for my friends?“

You were flustered beyond everything and just looked down to hide the embarrassment. „Neither.“

„Neither what?“

„Neither, sir.“ It was only a whisper but everyone clearly heard the word coming out of your mouth.

Jong Ho smiles triumphantly at the others knowing he not only won the game when he shows his cards but also that he would teach you a lesson in a few minutes.

[atinydise]

Ateez reacting to their s/o calling them because they’re in danger (1/2)

❦ Genre: Horror/Fluff.

❦ Pairing: OT8.

❦ Word count: 3k2.

❦ Requested: Yes, thank you! 🦋

❦ Masterlist.

Part 2

HONGJOONG (ft. Burglar)

You watched Hongjoong’s Instagram story since he was out with the KBS Team. He was a special MC today. Before leaving, one of the highest staff members offered to eat at a BBQ Restaurant. Hongjoong couldn’t decline it wouldn't be polite, so it texted you 3 hours ago to let you know that he will get home late. You were happy that he met other people they will know how amazing your boyfriend was. When you yawned you glanced at the clock in the living room, it was already 1:00 AM. You wanted to wait your boyfriend as always, but you were too tired to wait him for an unknown time. You turned off all the lights and got in your bedroom. When you slide under the sheets, you heard like a lock noise coming from the kitchen.

You didn't mind it was probably your imagination. You rolled on the side trying to be a little bit comfier. As you fell asleep a little bit later, you recognize the sound of the window and not in simple noise but a smooth one like when someone is opening it. You sat down on your bed. The first thing you did was to grab your phone and check Hongjoong’s Instagram story. You covered your mouth to shut down the scream; your boyfriend last update was posted 5 minutes ago, and he was still at the restaurant. You heard a man voice whispering in the hallway. Instinctively you rushed off your bed to lock your bedroom’s door. It would keep him away from you for few minutes. You composed Hongjoong’s phone number, your shaky hands holding the phone. Fortunately, he answered. [“Y/N? I’m still at the-“] [“Hongjoong, there’s someone in the apartment.”] You whispered. [“Wait! What?! Are you sure?”] [“Yes! Please help me!”] [“Where are you?”] [“In the bedroom… I locked the door but I’m so scared!”] [“Can someone call the police?! There’s a burglar in my apartment!”] You heard him asking for help. [“Hongjoong, I’m so scared…”] You sobbed quietly. [“Y/N baby, you will be okay!”] said your boyfriend, trying to do his best to reassure you. You heard the intruder steps resounding in the hallway. You looked around you to see if there’s any place to hide. [“Y/N? You still there?”] You hummed; to make him understand that you were listening. [“Police is coming. And me too! I’ll be there in 10 minutes!”] You heard his breathe being louder and heavier, he was running to you. [“Joong… I think he’s just in front of the door!”] You heard the intruder struggling with the knob. [“Hongjoong…”] You cried quietly. [“Babe please, stay quiet and safe. Hide somewhere!”] he ordered. [“I’m in the wardrobe… but he will find me for sure!”] you sobbed, chocking your whines as you could. [“You’ll be okay baby! Please stay quiet and don’t do anything!”] You never felt this fear before. Your whole body was shaking, head to toe. The burglar went more insistent with the knob. Every time, you heard the man bumping at the door, your heart skipped a beat. Suddenly, you heard the police siren no far away of your apartment. “Shit!” Cursed the intruder. You heard him running back to the kitchen, probably dropping everything he stole on the floor. [“The police are there!”] You said to your boyfriend. You busted in tears, grateful that someone would rescue you. [“Stay where you are!”] Ordered Hongjoong. The policemen entered in your apartment, fighting noise coming from the kitchen. Maybe you should help them. But Hongjoong asked you to stay safe. Few seconds later, everything went quiet again, like nothing happened. You started to freak out again. You heard someone walking and opening the door. You stayed quiet and prayed that it was a policeman. The steps stopped just in front of the wardrobe. Your heart raced when the door opened. “Y/N!” yelled your boyfriend, crouching down to hug you. “Hongjoong!” I was so scared!” You hugged him tightly, trying to reduce the stress and the nervousness. “You will be okay…I’m here!” he patted your back, to reassure you.

Few minutes later, the police came to make a report. It seemed that the burglar saw that there were expensive things in your apartment. As you lived in the ground floor, it was easy for him to get in. Hongjoong was blaming himself because he wasn’t there with you. But for you that was a good thing, he was safe.

SEONGHWA (ft. Sasaeng*)

You invited your friends to spend time with you around a good diner. All of them were busy because of their work but unexpectedly, they were all present tonight. You cooked a tasty dinner for them and gossiped during the whole meal. “Is everything okay with Seonghwa Y/N?” asked one of your friends. “Everything is perfect,” you giggled, “he’s so good with me!” you blushed. “And he’s handsome too!” added the friend next to you, tickling your belly. “Look at you…” began another friend, “you were against dating an idol since you moved to Korea!” You smiled awkwardly. It’s true that you didn't want to date a celebrity, there was too much responsibility and it was too stressful. But when you met Seonghwa, everything was… different than all you heard on social media. You started to date Seonghwa one year ago just before his debut with ATEEZ. Your boyfriend and you got along so well and quickly. At first you were intimated buy him but now you saw his crazy side. He was just like a little baby who needed attention. At this thought, you smiled like an idiot; your friends were laughing at you. “By the way…” began the friend in front of you, putting down her glass on the table. “Now that the entire world knows about your relationship… are you safe?” she asked seriously. “Most of his fans are happy but there’s some who’s are threatening me…” you scratched your head, embarrassed. “You need a bodyguard!” “No! don’t worry! I’ll be fine.” You reassured them even if one part of you were terrified. 2 hours later, you were alone in your apartment, cleaning the dishes. You couldn’t stop thinking about what your friend said. Maybe some fans were crazy enough to hurt you. You almost got a heart attack when someone knocked at the door. Pretty sure that one of your friends forgot something. Without looking in the peephole, you opened the door but regretted it instantly when you saw a young girl, staring at you. “Huh… hi? Can I help you?” you asked politely. “Yes. I’m lost and really thirsty. Can you please bring me a glass of water?” said this girl, smiling widely. Her smile reassured you, but you kept an eye on her. “Stay here,” you ordered, “I’ll be back in few seconds.” As you went back to the kitchen, you heard your phone rang on the counter. [“Hi babe! I’m at the grocery store do you want something?”] [“Hi Hwa! And no… I ate too much already!”] you laughed. [“There’s a plate for me?”] he asked. [“Sure!”] you giggled. [“Then I’m coming home right now! I’ll be there in 5 minutes!”] [“Okay greedy, take c-“] You stayed quiet when you heard the breaking noise coming from the living room. You rushed there and saw the young girl with a vase in her hands. [“Y/N what was that?”] Asked Seonghwa. “What are you doing?” you asked the girl, ignoring Seonghwa. “I’m breaking your stuff like you broke my heart.” She simply replied, dropping another vase on the floor. “Are you crazy?!” you yelled, “what are you talking about?” “You are dating Seonghwa! He should be MY boyfriend!” She shouted, walking up to you. At this moment you understood the situation. This girl was wearing ATEEZ’ hoodie and the luminate of their world tour. [“Seonghwa…”] you whispered at the phone, [“There’s a sasaeng.”] * Your boyfriend cursed through the phone and ordered you to go out, but you were froze. “You stole my boyfriend!” she shouted again. “Calm down please…” you almost begged, seeing the look in her eyes. She scoffed, “I’ll calm down when you will break up with Seonghwa!” The fan walking up in front of you; facing without leaving your stare. “So? Are you going to break up with him or I will need to?” she threatened you. No word could come out of your mouth. You were scared that whatever you could, say she would hurt you. “Can you answer me coward?!” she yelled. [“Y/N! Y/N!”] called Seonghwa through the phone. “Then okay…” she finally answered, smiling maliciously. Suddenly, the couple of neighbors next to your apartment came in your living-room. Thank god, she didn’t close the door. “What is going on here?” asked the man. The young girl looked at them, scared. She just run away almost falling on the carpet. You fell on your knees, not getting the strength to stand up anymore. You felt like not enough air could get in your lungs. The woman crunched at your side trying to calm you down, but nothing worked. “Y/N!” yelled Seonghwa entering in the apartment. He realized what happened and hated himself. He kneeled in front of you, holding your hands. “I’m here baby… please calm down…” he asked. You looked directly at his eyes. “Exhale… and inhale…” he helped you as he could. You felt air entering in your lungs, not suffocating anymore. “Nice babe…” he rubbed your cheeks.

When you relaxed, Seonghwa called KQ’s CEO and asked a night protection for you till the crazy fans calm down. Thanks to social medias, Atinys learned what happened to you and found out the sasaeng. Now she was blacklisted of ATEEZ’s promotion and couldn’t approach you anymore. Your boyfriend wasn't kidding about your safety.

*Sasaeng: is an obsessive fan who stalks, or engages in other behavior constituting an invasion of the privacy of a Korean idol or other public figure.

YUNHO (ft. Kidnappers)

When the movie credit appeared on your TV screen, you composed your boyfriend’s phone number. “Answer me please please please…” you whispered. [“Yeoboseyo?”]* [“Yunhoooo!”] You whined at the phone. [“What?”] Giggled your boyfriend at your actions. [“I accidentally watched a horror documentary!”] You pouted. [“You watched the whole documentary?”] [“Yes! At first it was interesting, but it went down so fast! Murder, kidnapping, peeper…”] you enumerated. Yunho was laughing out loud. He knew how much you were a coward and a scary baby. He could bet that you would freak out the whole night. [“Can you come right now? I’m so scared.”] you asked. [“We are practicing sweetie. I don’t think I will come or sleep neither tonight.”] Honestly, a car light outside in the street got your attention. You don’t know why but the little voice in your head told you to look through the window. You spotted a black van in front of your portal; you smiled. [“Is that you?”] you laughed, [“you are incredible!”] [“What are you talking about?”] [“The black van in front of my house!”] [“I’m at the practice room Y/N. It’s just someone else.”] You didn't reply. As every Saturday, yours neighbors would be at the restaurant and at the cinema, except if they changed their plan. But that was unusual. You focused on the van, seeing 2 men going out of it. They were wearing black outfit with a beanie and gloves. Something was strange and it wasn't your imagination. [“Yunho, I think I’m in danger.”] Your boyfriend sighed, [“it was just a documentary Y/N… don’t freak out because of a van.”] [“No no! It’s not just a van. There are 2 guys! I don’t know them, and they are pointing at my house!”] you summarize your situation. [“Y/N…”] [“Yunho I’m dead serious!”] you raised your voice. As a proof you sent a picture to your boyfriend about what was happening. [“Look what I sent you!”] Yunho was losing his patience, you are always like that. But now it was different when he saw the 2 shadows next to the van. [“Y/N lock the door now.”] You didn’t think twice and made sure the door was locked. [“I’m coming right now.”] [“What should I do?!”] you asked, scared. [“Turn on your bedroom’s light and the kitchen too. They would think you are not alone.”] Genius, you thought. You rushed to do what Yunho said. [“What they want?”] you whispered, trying to look at them discreetly. [“I heard that there was kidnappers in Seoul, but I wasn’t believing it.”] he let you know. You heard the can door outside, but you couldn’t see what was happening. You just sat against the wall, trying to remain quiet. [“Where are you Yunho?”] [“I’m at 3 minutes to your house.”] you sighed, happy to know that their KQ’s building was not far away from your house. Suddenly, you thought about what would happen to your boyfriend. [“Yunho stop! They can hurt you! They are 2!”] [“I’m with Mingi, Wooyoung and Jongho.”] [“Hallelujah, you brought Jongho.”] you sighed of relief. [“You are pretty calm for someone who can be kidnapped.”] [“They can’t en-“] you began. A loud noise scared you. They were trying to smash the door. Yunho’s idea didn’t work. [“Yunho! They are trying to get in!”] You whispered. [“We are in the street! Don’t move!”] The reality started to hit you. These men were trying to kidnap you. Hopefully, you called Yunho and looked outside. If the little voice on your head hadn’t warned you, where would you be right now? “Hey! Can we help you?!” You heard Wooyoung high pitched voice. “What are you doing here?” Asked Jongho. Too afraid for them, you walked in front of the entrance door. Holding the knob, in case something bad happens. You watched through the little window at the right of the door. You saw the four ATEEZ members next to the van. The two intruders just laughed and run away, pushing Wooyoung lightly. Jongho and Mingi ran after them, while the loudest member took a pic of the plate license and called the police. You opened the door and rushed to your boyfriend. “Yunho!” you hugged him. He put his big hands on your back and on your head to keep you against him. “Are you okay?” he looked at your face and your arms, trying to see any bruises. “I’m fine…” you smiled, eyes watering a bit more. “You sure?” “Yes, I was just so scared. But now you are here…” you buried your face on his chest.

The next day, you learned that the police caught the intruders. They were walking around since 2 days here and they saw you alone today, so you were the perfect target. Now every time you watch a horror movie or documentary, Yunho will be there.

*Yeoboseyo: hi/allo in korean.

YEOSANG (ft. Peeper)

You were drying your hair and singing at your favorite song of the week. You had a long and stressful Friday. You worked all day, running to every floor of the building. And when you finally got home, one of your friends asked you to babysit her toddler for 2 hours. As a good friend, you accepted. Her little girl was cute but energetic or at least more than you a Friday night. When you finally played a good movie for her, she would turn around at the window, saying that there was a ghost outside. Too lazy and exhausted you told her that there was no ghost in your apartment. But she kept warning at least 10 times, you just ignore it. When her mom got her back, you decided to take a bath. It was really helpful all of your muscles were so relaxed that you felt on the cloud nine. Carefully you grabbed your phone to text back your boyfriend, but in the same time you spotted a shadow at the window. When you blinked there was nothing. “Probably a bird,” you whispered. Your boyfriend asked you how your day was and said that he would come to your apartment near it 11PM. When you explained your exhausting day, you saw the shadow again a little bit longer than a first time but when you blink it again there was nothing. You sighed, “this little girl scared me with her ghost.” You shook your head to erase the bad thoughts. 15 minutes later, you get out of your bath, wrapping your body with a towel. You checked your phone to see if Yeosang replied, but no he was probably pre-recording the promotion stage. So, you played some music to sing out loud like a diva while you were doing your skin care. The cream you usually apply on your face was almost empty. You reached the cupboard below the window and crouched down to reach the last cream pot. But when you stood up, you were face to face with a strange man behind the window. He was staring at you with a vicious smile. You didn’t react. You just went back calmly at the mirror, acting like nothing happened. You applied the cream on your face, staring carefully at the mirror reflection to see if the peeper was still here. Internally, you were a mess. You wanted to shout, scream, yell, cry and hide in the corner but maybe you would be in danger. You hummed like if you were singing but you grabbed your phone, almost dropping it on the sink. You called Yeosang, still acting like there was no one who was looking at you behind the window. [“Y/N? I’m leaving the building if it’s the reason of your-“] [“Someone is watching me by the bathroom’s window.”] you said calmly, staring at the man behind you, through the mirror. [“What? This is non-sense.”] replied Yeosang, like he couldn’t care less. [“Yeo, there’s a man peeping me and that’s all you have to said?”] you freaked out. You saw the creepy man raising a brow at the new look on your face. Your forced smile came back instantly. [“Close the curtains or ask him to go.”] he replied. [“He’s so creepy… I’m scared that he become crazy if I do something bad!”] [“Then I’ll call the police. Please go on the kitchen and close all the curtains. I’ll be there in 20 minutes.”] he said seriously. [“Call me just after okay?”] you almost begged. [“Yes. Stay safe babe.”] You nodded. Everything went quiet again when he hung up. Without looking at the mirror, you rushed to close the curtains and turned off the lights. After that, you sat on the kitchen floor, looking at the window to see if he was there. You couldn’t see him, but you heard his steps. He was staring at every window to get any chance to see you. You almost screamed when your phone buzzed. [“Okay, police are coming.”] said Yeosang a bit more peacefully. [“And you? Where are you?”] At this moment, Yeosang was the first person you wanted to be there with you in this cold floor. [“I’m in the van but stuck in the traffic.”] You sighed. Until the police came, he tried to comfort you with jokes or explaining how his day was.

[“And this is how I almost chocked Wooyoung.”] You giggled. You almost forgot the peeper around your apartment. But you heard the 2 policemen asking him to follow them. You rushed outside and see distinctively the face of this psychopath. “Everything’s okay Ma’am. Please lock your door, we will come back tomorrow.” Informed one of them. You just nodded, still shock. The peeper was smiling at you. You got chills and an urge need to throw up. “Y/N!” Called Yeosang when he saw you throwing up almost on your neighbor’s flowers. “It’s okay babe! You are safe now!” He patted your back, breathless. “This man… was so creepy.” You said wiping the saliva on the corner of your mouth, feeling disgusted.

After this day, Yeosang stayed with you every weekend and every time he had a free day. Behind your brave appearance, you were terrified, and your boyfriend was too. He couldn’t forgive himself if something happens to you.

Part 2

[xoexoxhoe]

[06:03am]

Requested: @smol-joong here’s a little something for you ✨ thank you for stopping by and requesting this little soft hours for joong! We hope you enjoy💟

Hongjoong & Chocolate just go together so well ❤️

Sunlight crept into your cozy studio apartment, just beginning to touch the far corners of your couch where you and Hongjoong were, lounging and indulging on all of the snacks he’d brought back from Japan after KCON. You adored the way he’d pass you each matcha kit kat unwrapped and ready for devouring. He always made sure you were given the first pick of everything, never failing to sneak you the best candies and putting in his recommendations on how to eat them or what they should taste like.

An amber colored candy caught little rays of sun as Hongjoong twirled it about in his fingers, showing you each angle and explaining what was inside. “This- this is actually really good. You know I’m not much of a candy guy, right, Anett?” he tilted his head, nudging your foot, “Anett? Baby, are you sleeping?”

You had your head cradled in your hand, your smile beaming as you opened an eye, “Don’t look at me like that, Joong.” you said bashfully.

“Look at you like what?” He laughed, scrunching his nose and crossing his eyes.

“You know what I mean.” You covered your face with your palms, spreading only a few fingers apart for a split second before closing them again. You felt the couch cushions begin to falter and sink as Hongjoong made his way up to your face to kiss your forehead.

“You’re the cutest when you’re shy.” He pulled away and sat back again, grabbing your legs and placing them onto his lap, tilting his head back. “Hey, Anett, what do you want for dinner-”

There were times when you knew you would have your way, times when the boy let you push him around; pull at his cheeks and tickle his side without consequence. The glint in his eyes after he recovered from the face full of pillow you threw told you this was not one of those times.

“You’re gonna regret that.”

“Don’t you know I’m the best pillow fighter out here, Joong?” You couldn’t put any strength behind those words. Slowly standing from the couch, you backed towards the kitchen.

“Au contraire, Anett. I’ve leveled up from all chocolate wafers I stuffed in my mouth earlier when you weren’t looking.”

“Is that so?” He was stalking after you now; the wild tug on his lips making your heart race. “But you don’t have a pillow…”

He was so close now, creeping around the side of the counter. “It’ll be harder to catch you if I did.”

“Hongjoong!”

His hands were warm on your sides, and when he began the tickle escapade, you fought to take in air. Then there was his tinkling laugh, you could listen to it for hours. The kind of laugh that told you to make him happy.

“You make me happy.” The words came out before you even realized he had stilled. His kiss tasted like fizzy cola gummies. You made up your mind that every kiss should.

“I’ll make you happy and you’ll be my everything. Should we call a draw?”

He leaned into your touch as it combed through his fiery locks; smile going wide when you agreed.