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mint-yooxgi · 3 years ago

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{17} - The Forbidden Pool

Wolf AU - Part of the EXO Wolf Series

Genre: Mature, Fluff, Angst

Pairing: EXO OT11 X Reader; Jongdae X Reader

Words: 2,700

A/n: It's here!! After months, omg. Welp, only one more part after this one, then the epilogue!! Hope you all enjoy, cause the major action is coming soon!!! Happy reading! As always, feedback is greatly appreciated! - Not edited yet, whoops hehe

To say the air is tense as the final date approaches when Minwoo and Miranda will attack would be an understatement. If you could use one word, however, to describe the way your mates, as well as all of your friends, anticipate this upcoming battle, you would describe them as eager. Eager to finally get this over with. Eager to fight for you. Most of all, eager to prove themselves and protect you, so that you don’t get hurt again.

Already, about a week and a half has passed since Mal and the witches have warned you about Minwoo and Miranda’s final attack. Given the information Mal has given you about the three missing packs, you’ve assumed the worse. They’ve probably already been manipulated by Minwoo’s power, which means the fight has gotten all the more worse. Well, at least you know who you’re up against.

Training has been going well still, all of your friends always eager to help your mates develop their new powers. Many of them have come pretty far in such a short time, and when all twelve of them work together, again, with a little help from your friends, they’re able to subdue you for a few moments. Well, almost.

The only issue you had was a few days after the initial discovery. You can remember the conversation so clearly, and even looking back on it now, you grimace.

“You want me to do what?” Your brow furrowed, arms crossed as you looked at Minseok, Dylan, Junmyeon, and Kyungsoo standing directly in front of you, your other mates standing a little ways behind them.

“Listen, if Minwoo catches me, or even any one of us, under his manipulation again, we should have a way to fight back against him,” Dylan reasons. “If we can fight against his hold over us, we have a better chance of ending this once and for all. Plus, he wouldn’t be able to rely on us to hurt you.”

You purse your lips, frown clear on your features as you think this over.

Jongdae places a reassuring hand on your shoulder as he comes to stand next to you. You don’t have to if it makes you uncomfortable, but he’s right. The more of a chance we have to fight back against his hold, the less likely he’ll be able to manipulate us.

I know, you physically sigh, looking towards the ground as you close your eyes. “Okay.”

The shock is clear on all of their faces, especially Dylan’s. “Really?”

“You’re right,” you reply, opening your eyes and lifting your head once more to meet his gaze. “As much as I don’t like it, it’s the most reasonable conclusion.” You take a shaky breath in. “I’ll do it.”

They all smile at you, Jongdae even going so far as to rub your back comfortingly with his hand as the others look on. A few of them wish it could be them to do that, but they know it’s only a matter of time before they can.

“Before we do, though, I just want you all to know that-“

“Don’t worry,” it’s Luhan who cuts you off, walking over to place a comforting hand on your shoulder while giving it a slight squeeze.

“We already know,” Baekhyun finishes for him, nods of understanding coming from all of them.

“But-“

“This is strictly for training purposes,” Minseok begins.

“You would never willingly make us ‘hurt’ each other,” Junmyeon continues. “Not that you would be, anyways.”

“There’s a difference here now,” Kyungsoo adds, and you tilt your head slightly for him to continue. “We’re letting you do this to us. With him, it wouldn’t be willingly.”

Your heart warms as a small smile graces your features. Looks like they already know you better than you would think, given the somewhat short amount of time you’ve all known each other. It makes you happy to know that they know what to say to assure you, to offer you comfort for your worries at this point in time.

You nod your head. “Okay, then let’s get to it.”

That is how you find yourself in this situation right now. It’s been a week since you first started training with them using this particular power of yours, and it’s certainly offered a change in the dynamics between you all. Of course, you never go as far as to actually make them hurt each other, but you do set them against one another. So far, Minseok, Kyungsoo, Jongin, and Jongdae all seem to have the best luck escaping the influence of your power so far. The others, not so much, but you know they’re not that far behind the rest.

In fact, there are some occasions where a few of them, like Dylan, Chanyeol, and Luhan, are better than the ones that seems to be just head of the rest of the pack. However, it’s only happened once or twice where they’ve been able to break free of your influence, whereas the others are more consistent.

You just hope that when the time comes, and it all comes down to it, they’re able to escape Minwoo should they get caught. In the back of your mind, you don’t doubt that they will. After all, Minwoo is nowhere near as strong as you are, especially when concerned with using your own powers.

Currently, you find yourself facing off against eight of your twelve mates, as the other four have went inside for lunch. You’ve just managed to throw Yixing and Kyungsoo off of you when a sudden sense of dread fills your bones.

Standing to your full height, you freeze, wide eyes staring off towards the direction of the clearing. Taking deep breaths as they circle around you, you attempt to relax your tense muscle. Something isn’t right.

Almost immediately, the back door is opening, and Jongdae is rushing onto the porch, worry creasing his brow. “What did you guys do?”

At his words, the eight surrounding you, turn to look at him, slight confusion pulling at their features.

“We haven’t been doing anything except training,” Chanyeol responds, seeing as he’s one of four not in their wolf forms at the moment.

“What’s wrong?” Tao’s own brow furrows as he looks between you and Jongdae, the others coming out to join them on the back deck, along with a majority of your friends.

“You’ve sensed it, too, haven’t you?” Irene calls out, making her way towards you from the deck.

“I just have a really bad feeling about tomorrow,” you rely, finally speaking out for the first time since this sense of dread has washed over you. “No one is here yet, but I can feel the presence looming over the field, creeping closer with each passing second. It’s like it knows something bad is approaching.”

“But it can’t be them yet, can it? I thought we had a few more days,” Baekhyun frowns, easing out of his fighting stance for the moment.

“Maybe so,” you reply. “Just keep your guards up, cause I have a feeling something will happen tomorrow.”

“Either way, there’s no way they can surprise attack us,” Jongin says from the back door.

“Yeah, not with the wards that we’ve placed,” Yeri nods.

“Plus, I’m sure you’d be the first to sense them,” Hakyeon motions to your with his head. “Not that we wouldn’t be able to, either.”

You nod, shoulders relaxing only slightly as you roll your shoulders, cracking your neck in the next second. “That’s enough training for today, we should prepare for the next few days, just in case they do decide to attack early.”

A wave of agreement passes over everybody around you, a few nodding their heads in understanding as you all begin to make your wayback inside the house. Immediately, Jongdae is at your side, a look full of concern thrown your way.

I’m fine, you assure him, shooting him a half smile.

He simple sends you a look, everything being said in that expression alone. He knows you’re not in the best mental state right now, and he wants you to know that he’s here for you. He always will be. Him, and your other eleven mates whom watch you walk up the stairs and to your room with nothing but worry clear on their features.

That evening, you discuss with everyone your major plans of attack. You’ve decided that some of them should stay back at the house should anything happen, or if any of Minwoo’s minions manage to slip past you all and head towards the house. Besides, both you and Vasco agree that you’d rather not see Mal get hurt again.

In the end, you’ve decided to let Mal, Vasco, Jisoo, Joy, Yeri, Jinyoung, Youngjae, Jinki, Namjoon, Jungkook, Hoseok, Hyuk, and Wonsik stay back at the house in case anything is to happen. Besides, the house could use some extra protection anyways.

Of course, even with the discussion of formation and strategy, you know not every battle will go as planned, so you come up with a back up just in case. You blame your parents for your excessive battle planning and strategic thinking.

Attempting to sleep that night is just that: an attempt. The wonderful abyss of sleep evades you, continuing to toss and turn, that feeling of unease never parting from you for one moment. You just know something is going to happen tomorrow, and for that, you find you cannot get one moment of rest.

Finally, after years of them haunting you, this will all be over soon. Hopefully.

Morning comes, and you drag yourself out of bed, feeling Jongdae’s worried eyes following you around the room as you get ready for the day.

Don’t worry about me so much, your voice echoes throughout his head.

You and I both know that’s not possible, comes his reply. Did you get any sleep at all last night?

At the shrug of your shoulders, you hear him sigh behind you. A few seconds later, he’s stood from the bed and moved so his arms are now wrapped around your waist from behind. Burying his face into your neck, he places a gently kiss onto your skin.

“No matter what happens, we’re with you,” he murmurs lowly against your skin, “I’m with you. Until the end.”

You squeeze his arms assuringly, conveying wordlessly your gratitude for him, especially now. He’s always been by your side, and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

Making your way downstairs after getting ready, you walk into the kitchen. After a small breakfast, you’re just going over your plans one last time in your mind when your breath catches in your throat and you freeze. A look passes between a few of your friends, already able to sense the danger approaching the clearing in an instant.

“Guys,” your voice rings out loud and clear throughout the house as you stand. “It’s time.”

In a flash, you’ve disappeared from view, and the whole house becomes an uproar of commotion.

“I wish she would wait for us,” Minseok scowls slightly as they run for the back door.

“The sooner we get this over with, the better,” Dylan says, the others nodding their agreement.

As soon as they reach the back door and manage to get outside, they shift and sprint off into the forest. Only one thought is one their mind: finding you and ending all of this once and for all.

Arriving to the clearing, you stand tall with your arms crossed, awaiting the arrival of the small force you’ve sensed approaching from the opposite side. Many of the presences you recognize, but a few you do not, and you can only imagine just who, or what Minwoo and Miranda have brought with them as extra strength.

Movement to your right has your gaze shifting briefly to see Jongin already beside you. Looks like he teleported here. You share a look, smiling briefly at each other as you wait for the others to arrive. In an instant, Taemin is standing on your other side, having run the distance in no time at all.

The others should be here soon, Jongin tells you, to which you nod at.

However, as soon as that though reaches you, Minwoo, Miranda, and their forces have finally reached the opposite edge of the clearing, breaching the tree line and stepping into the area. You scowl at the familiar faces you see treading behind him, some wearing looks of discontent as they continue to struggle against his manipulation.

What surprises you the most, though, is the small group of warriors you see wearing an all too familiar crest. You tense, watching Miranda swing that all too familiar crimson blade in her one hand.

“Where’s the rest of your mutts?” She taunts, receiving a snort of laughter from Minwoo.

“Probably got scared and ran off,” Minwoo replies. “Realized she wasn’t worth the time, or effort.”

Both Jongin and Taemin snarl at his words in response, but you put a hand out to stop them. Instead, you meet the worried gazes of the three leaders of your other groups of friends.

“(Y/n),” Jihyo’s concern is clear on her features.

“Jihyo,” you breathe her name. “Taeyong, Seungcheol��” you meet each of their gazes respectively. “I’m sorry you all got dragged into this mess.”

You know that none of them want to hurt you, but under the influence of Minwoo, they might have to. The last thing you truly wanted was to be facing twenty-three hybrids, thirteen wolves, and nine vampires whom are all your friends, but unfortunately, desperate times call for desperate measures.

“The sooner we get out of this mess, the quicker we can help you,” Momo calls out, and you can tell all of them share the same sentiment. Well, at least all of your friends do.

“You know as soon as I can, I’ll get you all out from under his control,” comes your reply.

“That would be appreciated!” Chenle calls out, receiving a few side eyed looks from those around him.

“Ha! Like hell she can do anything,” one of Linus’ men laugh. You don’t recogonize him; he must be new. “Against all of us, what can those three really do?”

“Don’t underestimate her,” an all too familiar voice which you wish you could forget says from the back. Stepping through his men as they part, you meet Linus’ all too familiar smug gaze. “She’s stronger than you think.”

“Linus,” you hiss, nothing but venom on your tongue as you spit out his name. “What are you doing here?”

“Me?” He quirks an eyebrow, clearly amused by your reaction. “I’m here to bring my wife home.”

Growls sound from around you, and you can sense that your other mates and friends aren’t that far off now.

“We won’t let you do that,” Jongin growls, stepping forward slightly in an attempt to stand in front of you, but he knows better by now.

“Oh yeah? You and what army?” One of Linus’ other men snorts, arms crossed in front of his chest.

“This army,” you state, voice low as snarls pierce the trees, your mates breaking through the tree line behind you first, followed by your friends lose behind.

Cracking your neck, you roll your shoulders once more, fixating your deadly gaze on both Minwoo and Miranda. Silently, you inform your friends and mates about the situation, letting them know not to kill your friends under Minwoo’s control. Linus and his men, however, are free reign. Undoubtedly, they all know to leave Minwoo and Miranda to you.

“It’s not too late to turn back,” you say, motioning to the woods behind them. “Leave now, release my friends, and never bother us again. I’ll let you live if you do.”

You notice Miranda falter slightly in her stance at your words, but both Minwoo and Linus laugh.

“You think that will scare us off?” Minwoo shakes his head. “You’re more naive than I thought.”

Growls sounds around you in your defence, but you simply shrug. “Your funeral.”

With those final words, you attack.

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exoxobsession · 4 years ago

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Presence

Pairing: Luhan x OC

Word Count: 270

Warnings: None

Genre: Fluff, Angst(?), Drabble, IdolAU!

He would not make it back in time for Christmas. It was always the same. Always the same excuse repeatedly. He had to work hard, give his best for his fans, and you understood that. You always did. And that was the problem. You loved him. Too much. He was here for Christmas for the last two years. That’s what made you hope he would be here again, not only that, but he told you, no, he promised you he would be here.

Sighing, you got up, heading to freshen up before heading back to loneliness. Stripping down, scalding water hitting you, relaxing you. After the quick shower, you put on your Christmas sweater, heading down to bake something for yourself. Mixing the batter, you opted to mix more than for one portion, just in case.

The door opened as you pulled them out of the oven. Hands wrapped around your waist and you knew it was him. Turning around in his arms you hugged him. “You came” you breathed.

“Of course,” he said as he pulled away and placed a tiny kiss on your forehead. “I smell something~” he cooed looking at the oven. “Just cookies” you grinned, the smile not leaving your face since he came.

Settling down on the sofa, he started the movie. You cuddled to his side, just enjoying him being there with you. It was not always you would have time together, just the two of you. Halfway through the movie, Luhan’s head was resting against yours. But you didn’t mind. Just having him here, being in his presence was enough for you.

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gamerwoo · 5 years ago

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Luhan: Deception

Characters: Luhan x female reader

Genre/warnings: incubus au, technically guardian angel au??, angst, sorta fluffy??, kinda religious themes, suggestive themes, masturbation, mention of guns, blood, almost dying a few times lmao

Word count: 6,206

Summary: Being in the right place at the right time -- well, depending on how you look at it -- has caused Luhan much more trouble than he was looking for. You’re now convinced he’s your guardian angel despite the fact he’s really the complete opposite, but he’s willing to go along with it if it means getting what he wants.

a/n: this is part of a collab with 11 other writers and we all wrote different exo members as....incubuses? incubi? lmao anyway, so if you wanna read the others, you can find them on the masterlist!!

12 Days of Lust Masterlist

‘Too angelic-looking’. That’s what Luhan was always told whenever he was summoned by some stupid human with some sort of high sex-drive or ‘a need for thrill’. He couldn’t possibly be an incubus because he looked too ‘doll-like’ and ‘innocent’. To humans, he looked like he belonged in Heaven rather than Hell.

However, once he got them in bed, it changed. The way he moved his hips, the way his fingers and tongue could make anybody turn into a whimpering, babbling mess of ecstasy -- that was truly sinister. It was something only an incubus could achieve. He had years and years and years of practice, and he used that well. Whether he was summoned by some lonely human or wandering into the dreams of a poor, unsuspecting victim, Luhan was definitely kept busy.

He did have a weakness, though -- but maybe most, if not all, incubi could attest to the same weakness. He loved humans who were innocent. Those who were inexperienced and easily flustered. He assumed people saw him how he saw the innocent humans. Whenever he got the opportunity to fuck one, he always took it and savored it.

Which was why he went along with this stupid, stupid lie.

Luhan definitely wasn’t the type of person to believe in fate, and you honestly weren’t, either. But he had been in the right place at the right time three times. He had saved your life three whole times now. That couldn’t be a coincidence, could it? It had to mean something -- to you, anyway. To Luhan, he found it to be an inconvenience. Having to deal with pathetic humans in any capacity other than using them for his own pleasure was annoying and a nuisance, and the fact that you now saw him as something other than a random stranger you’d seen once or twice made his blood boil. At least, at first.

The first time you had run into Luhan, it was during something you never thought you’d have to witness. The bank you went to was being robbed. You were there to get a new debit card since yours was broken, and Luhan was there because his ‘pet’ -- as he semi-affectionately referred to his humans most of the time. But some crazy man with a gun ran in, and chaos broke out. He started shooting, wanting people to drop onto the floor while the tellers gave him the money. The women at the front desk were panicking, the patrons were panicking, and you were left frozen in place from fear.

“Get down!” somebody hissed as they threw their body on top of yours just as the man pointed the gun at you since you weren’t listening to his directions.

They managed to wrap one arm around your middle and catch themselves before the two of you hit the ground. But they kept their body on top of yours.

You would later learn after the man was apprehended and the weight was off of you that she stranger who saved you was Luhan. He politely held out a hand to help you to your feet, apologizing for throwing himself at you like that despite the fact he had whispered in your ear that you were “out of your fucking mind” for not moving -- which he wasn’t completely wrong about. But he didn’t introduce himself and he didn’t ask for your name, either. He only asked if you were okay before he went about his business, and you just assumed it was pure luck that somebody was there to save you.

Only a few weeks later would you run into the same stranger yet again. Only this time, you wouldn’t be too worked up from adrenaline, so you could actually get a good look at his face. After tugging you back toward the sidewalk after you walked out into traffic while you were on your phone, you gasped and looked up at that beautiful, oddly familiar face. His almost white hair almost looked like it was glowing as you stared at him in awe -- but it might’ve just been the sun bouncing off of it -- and his dark eyes looked back at you without any emotion. Just like the first time you’d run into him.

“Of course it’s you,” he deadpanned, though you could see the hint of a smirk on his face as one corner of his mouth just barely twitched upwards. “You’re quite the klutz, apparently.”

Despite being a demon, Luhan had to blend in with people when he was mingling with the humans. So it was only natural for him to try to save you despite the fact he didn’t really care if you lived or died. It wasn’t like it would have any impact on him, anyway.

But to you, he was some sort of savior. The fact this was the second time he’d saved your life, plus the fact the way the sunlight hit his beautiful face made you think he could be some sort of guardian angel. But that couldn’t be real, right? Those couldn’t possibly exist. ...Right?

“You’re lucky I’m around when you do stupid things, huh?” he teased as he helped straighten you out before simply walking across the street just as the walk signal lit.

And all you could do was dumbly stare after him.

But the third time was when you made your move. You actually bothered to say something to him.

“W-wait!” you managed to speak up as he was about to walk away after casually saving your life for a third time.

You were positive he had to be some sort of guardian angel at that point.

Luhan, on the other hand, was positive natural selection was coming for you soon.

Despite that, he spun around on his heels to look at you, still showing no emotion on his angelic face.

“I need to thank you somehow,” you insisted, playing nervously with your fingers. “You’ve saved me like, a bunch of times already. Can I buy you a coffee or something? Dinner? I dunno, whatever you want.”

Luhan definitely had an idea of what you could give him. His latest human was completely useless to him now, and with how thick-skulled you already seemed, he was sure he could get you to do exactly what he wanted. But he figured maybe wining and dining you first would help.

“Dinner sounds lovely,” he decided with the first actual smile you’d seen from him.

But an hour and a half later, he had gotten himself into a situation he never would’ve imagined. He was no closer to sleeping with you. In fact, he might’ve been further from it. You kept saying nonsense about fate and how you didn’t believe in it but there was no way you and him running into each other over and over was a coincidence. He just wanted to tell you it was unlucky timing.

However, despite the rubbish spewing from your mouth during dinner, Luhan couldn’t help but take a liking to you. He had decided you would definitely become his next pet because you were just the type of human he liked. You told him straight away that you didn’t drink despite the fact you were of age to do so. He figured maybe you were trying to be sober or something, but you explained you were raised to think it was bad to drink and get drunk. That definitely piqued his interest. You were still trying to be a good girl, apparently. But then he started to learn more about you. He asked the typical questions he might ask for small talk, like about your job or your family or any partner you might have.

“Oh, I’ve… I-I don’t date,” you admitted sheepishly.

Luhan raised an eyebrow as he sipped his wine, “Oh? Why is that?”

“I’m just really shy,” you laughed nervously as you tucked a piece of hair behind your ear. “I don’t do any of that kind of stuff.”

“Would you want to?” he wondered. “You don’t have to answer if it’s too personal.”

But he wanted you to answer.

“It’s okay,” you assured him. “I think I would when I meet the right person.”

Did you think he was the right person? You were talking about coincidences and fate, so were you trying to hint at the fact that you thought meeting him was fate? That you were meant to be together?

Of course not. No, that would be too easy for him.

“I-I want to admit something…” you told him sheepishly as you leaned in slightly across the table. “You’ve saved my life three times now, and… Okay, I know this will sound crazy, but I feel like you’re like my guardian angel or something.”

That was Luhan’s opening, and he so stupidly took it.

“What would you say if I told you I am your guardian angel?” he asked quietly with a smirk.

You were naive enough to believe it, but Luhan was stupid enough to get himself into this stupid situation in the first place. So now he had to go along with this dumb lie just to get possibly one of the most innocent humans he’d ever met to be his new pet. And while he definitely didn’t want to have to act like some prim and proper angel, he knew that pounding you into the mattress would make everything worth it. So he would carry on with the stupid facade to gain your trust so he could use you for his own desires.

[day five]

It became routine for Luhan to check up on you. Well, he told you he was checking up on you. That was supposed to be his job as a guardian angel, but he was just doing it to get close to you. It was half-boring just hanging around like you did mundane things like washing dishes and doing laundry. However, it was also somewhat fun because he could just sit there and imagine all the things he could do to you in your house. He could lift you up onto the counter and take you there, or how he could easily push your head into the cushions of your couch when you’d bend over to place your folded laundry in a pile before carrying it off to your room.

“Luhan?” your voice broke him from his current daydream of sprawling you out on your counter.

The reality was that you were simply cutting up vegetables.

“Hmm?” he spoke up, eyes meeting yours as you looked back at him curiously.

“Isn’t it bad for people to know about their guardian angels?” you repeated your question. “In stories and stuff, they’re always supposed to be kept a secret. You won’t get in trouble, will you?”

‘I can do whatever the fuck I want,’ he thought to himself.

“No,” was what he replied with instead. “As long as you don’t go running off telling anybody, I’m fine.”

It wasn’t necessarily a lie. He knew how everything like that worked -- between the rules of his own kind, and the ones above. It was just common knowledge for all of them. He knew the angels knew of his rules, as well. Though, his rules were much more lenient. He could get away with far more than any angel could, such as sex. Angels weren’t allowed to even so much as think about something like that, but any demon or fallen angel could fuck anybody as often as they pleased.

Everybody may have pinned Luhan as an angel at first glance, but man, he was thankful he wasn’t one. How boring that life must be.

“What’s it like where you’re from?” you wondered as you looked back down at the vegetables you were prepping for dinner.

‘Where I’m from,’ he snorted to himself.

He noticed you never directly said the names of the places. He wasn’t really sure if you were religious so he figured maybe you just didn’t believe or something. Or maybe it felt too cliche to you to say. Or maybe you were just scared or nervous to say the names out loud. But still, he thought it was kind of funny. Maybe even a little bit cute.

Luhan had obviously never been to Heaven, so he wasn’t aware of what things were like there. He imagined everything was white and gold and pristine. He imagined everybody was prim and proper and perfect, and that somebody could have their wings ripped just for not standing up straight enough. He had a lot of ideas of what Heaven was like, but he wasn’t positive about any of them.

Then again, it wasn’t like you would know the difference between the truth and a lie.

“All of the angels wear white, and we stick to the rules closely,” he explained, trying to not sound like just the mere thought of having to abide by such stupid rules made him want to gag. “Only when we’re trying to fit in with the humans can we wear ‘human’ clothing. If we walked around in white all the time, we’d look odd, wouldn’t we?”

You looked over his current outfit, noticing the only light thing about him was his hair. Come to think of it, you never saw him in white. But he was usually hanging out in the human world with you, so that made sense to you. So you shrugged it off and went back to cooking.

[day thirteen]

Something Luhan could do was enter your dreams. He didn’t do it too often because he was worried you might start suspecting something, but he did do it every once in a while. The first time, not much happened. He laid on the bed with you and just talked to you. He wanted to do more, but he didn’t want you getting suspicious of him. He figured your curious and imaginative mind would assume he had some sort of angel power that could get him into your dreams, so he had to be softer with you -- at least for now. While you never mentioned your dreams about him, it was safe to assume you didn’t think he had any sort of power. But still, better safe than getting thrown back to square one.

You had come home from work looking especially stressed, so he figured this was the perfect opportunity. Your subconscious would probably come up with something to calm you down, so it would make the most sense for him to force himself into your dream to be that something.

“_____?” you heard his soft voice ask.

You were curled up under the covers, crying to yourself because you felt so overwhelmed. In your dream, there was a lot more going on than just whatever was bothering you at work, but you still ended up locking yourself in your room and sobbing. But hearing your guardian angel’s soft voice, you moved the covers from your head and looked over to see him standing by your closed door.

He frowned seeing your bloodshot and tear-stained eyes, “What’s wrong?”

“Everything,” you sniffled.

He walked over to you and climbed into your bed beside you. He got himself under the blankets and held his arms out for you, silently telling you that you could curl up against him instead of being alone in a sad little ball.

Something you did note despite being in a dream was that Luhan was dressed completely in black. He was wearing a fitted black t-shirt under a black leather jacket, black jeans that were ripped at the knee and looked a little dirty and worn, and even had black socks on his feet. But his hair was still the same beautiful blonde that made him look like a perfect porcelain doll.

As you rolled over and snuggled up to him instead, burying your face in the middle of his torso and letting your tears soak into his shirt, he began to stroke your hair back.

“Do you want to talk about it?” he wondered.

“I doubt talking will help,” you mumbled, your words almost lost in his stomach.

He chuckled at how you sounded like a pouting child, holding you closer to him, “Okay, then how about a distraction?”

“Like what?”

You could’ve written it off as your own subconscious for the reason Luhan began softly singing your favorite song. It was one you often listened to to boost your mood, and you typically found yourself humming it from time to time. However, Luhan knew that it was your favorite, and he knew that him singing it in his beautiful voice that you found so angelic would make you feel safer and happier.

And the fact that you nuzzled closer to him only proved that as an almost evil smirk tugged on the corners of his lips, his soft voice filling your ears.

When you woke and saw Luhan before you left for work, you didn’t say anything about your dream. However, he did note that you hugged him tightly before you left.

[day twenty-four]

“A guy?” Luhan all but growled, seeming absolutely appalled that you had just mentioned that you were going out with a guy tonight.

You nodded with a small ‘mhmm’ as you carried on with fixing your makeup in the bathroom mirror, “One of the customers from work.”

“You’ve been miserable because of work, _____!” he reminded you.

You paused putting on setting powder to look at Luhan in the mirror, “Why do you seem so upset?”

“I’m not, you can date whoever you want,” he insisted, which was true. He wasn’t here to make any deep, meaningful, emotional connections with you or anything. It’s just that it would be so much harder to get closer to you if you had a boyfriend you were going to dedicate your free time to. “I just… I mean, I’m your guardian angel, right? I’m supposed to worry about you.”

“Do you get like, bad feelings about things I do?” you wondered, still not completely sure of everything he was capable of.

“Yeah,” he nodded, knowing he could use this to his advantage. “I have a bad feeling about this guy, _____. I don’t want you to come home upset. What if he just wants to get in bed with you? You’re too innocent for that.”

“Am not!” you huffed, looking even more innocent and only proving his point.

He chuckled, “You’re still a virgin, _____.”

“Yeah, but that doesn’t mean I’m innocent! I...d-do stuff…”

“You’re blushing and you haven’t even said anything dirty.”

“Shouldn’t you not be talking about this? You’re an angel,” you mumbled, just wanting to end the conversation.

As you focused back on your makeup, you missed the way that Luhan’s eyes raked over your body, imagining pushing your face up against the mirror as he fucked you into the counter from behind and turned innocent little you into a filthy, babbling mess.

If he could make sure your date was awful, he was sure he could do it.

He returned that night when he was sure you were home. The first thing he heard other than silence was sniffling coming from the couch. So he wandered into the living room with his hands in the front pockets of his jeans.

“_____?” he called out for you softly. “How’d the date go?”

Hearing him bring up your date only made you cry harder, burying your face in a throw pillow as you curled your knees to your chest. Luhan walked around the couch to see you sobbing into a pillow that you were basically hugging to your face, your cries muffled by it. He sat down beside you, an evil smirk on his face that you didn’t see as he gently touched your back.

“What happened?” he wondered softly, the concern in his voice contradicting how pleased he looked with himself.

“Y-you were right, Luhan,” you sniffed as you pulled the pillow away from your face and stared down at your knees. “All h-he wanted...w-was...was…”

He softly hushed you as he brushed the hair from your face before cupping your cheek and wiping away tears with his thumb, “I’m so sorry, _____. I wasn’t hoping to be right, I just wanted to keep you safe from being hurt.”

You met his eyes, yours full of heartbreak. But you saw sadness in his as he looked back at you.

“I-I’m s-sorry I didn’t listen…” you whimpered.

He shook his head, pulling you into his chest, “Don’t be sorry. It’s not your fault and I could never be mad at you, anyway.”

As soon as your face was pressed into his chest, you cried harder, clinging to his shirt like your life depended on it. Your body shook with sobs as your tears soaked into his shirt. You really didn’t think that guy would’ve just wanted to have sex with you. When you met him, he seemed so sweet and polite and so opposite of how he was on your date. Was it all just a facade?

No, it was all Luhan’s doing.

“I should’ve stayed home with you,” you cried, your words being muffled by Luhan’s chest.

“It’s okay, you’re home with me now,” he cooed. “I’ll always be here for you, _____. You know that, don’t you? I only exist to protect you and keep you safe and happy. I won’t ever hurt you.”

He smirked to himself as he felt your arms wrap around his waist and hug him tighter. Your body melted into his, finding comfort in his embrace, which was exactly what he was going for.

You trusted him. He was your guardian angel, after all.

“I know,” he heard you whimper.

[day twenty-five]

It was risky, but it made sense. Luhan had to think of how your subconscious would work, and this made sense. If he entered your dream and tried to make a move now, it wouldn’t be too out there. You saw him as somebody you could trust, and since he was around everyday, it made sense for you to think of him often. On top of that, if things didn’t work out, he could easily just blame the dream on what had happened with that guy you went on a date with. You wouldn’t suspect a thing, he was sure of it. But the best case scenario was that you just indulge in your little dream he was going to give you.

Again, you were laying in bed. But this time, you were much less...covered. You were wearing only a thin t-shirt and some panties that Luhan could see from the way you were curled up into a ball. He bit his lip as he sauntered into the room, seeing that you were awake and staring — more like glaring — at the wall across the room from him.

“What’re you thinking about?” he wondered in a soft tone.

“Why are men disgusting?” you grumbled, letting out a sigh as you stayed in your position. “Like, he was so nice to me just to sleep with me! That’s fucked up, right?”

‘Oh, sweetheart, if only you knew the half of it.’

“Of course it is,” he feigned sympathy as he sat down on the bed and you felt it dip behind you. You felt one of his hands begin to rub your outer thigh softly, and the way your heart started to race at the touch was...odd. “Your virginity is precious to you and you should lose it to somebody you know well and trust, anyway. Somebody who would never use you.”

‘Somebody like…’ you couldn’t even finish your thought. You felt dirty just putting the two together. But you did trust Luhan more than anybody, and who would know you better than your own guardian angel?

‘But he’s an angel,’ you told yourself, ‘that’s wrong. You can’t do that with him.’

You shook the thought from your head as you rolled over and sat up against the headboard, sitting beside Luhan. You could feel him looking at you, his fingertips still lingering on your skin, but you couldn’t look at him.

“You look conflicted,” he murmured, his lips much closer to your ear than you thought, and his soft voice sent a shiver through you. “Tell me what you’re thinking about.”

“N-n-nothing,” you told him, feeling your cheeks heat up. There was no way you could tell him the idea you had. “I’m still just thinking about what happened.”

But Luhan was pretty sure he had an idea of what you’d thought of. He smirked as his fingertips trailed higher, and his eyes darkened seeing the way your thighs pressed together.

“Did you maybe think that...I would take it from you?” he asked with an innocent tone to his voice.

“N-no!” you insisted much to quickly to be convincing.

“Is that what you would want, _____?” he cooed as his hand pushed your shirt up until he was touching the waistband of your panties. “Would you trust me with that?”

Your eyes were glued on his hand as it trailed across your underwear and down between your legs. You absolutely knew you shouldn’t be dreaming this, but feeling his slender fingers brush over your clothed clit and hearing his soft voice so close was already getting you worked up. Would it really be so bad if you just dreamed of Luhan like this? You wouldn’t have to tell him…

‘He’s an angel, _____!’ you reminded yourself, ‘Of course it’s still bad!’

“Luhan, I—“

You wanted to tell him to stop or you wanted to dream of something else but he began rubbing slow circles into your clit, drawing a quiet whimper from your lips. Luhan chuckled as your cheeks tinted pink and you slapped a hand over your mouth.

“You sound so cute, baby,” he teased, leaning in closer. “I wonder what other noises I can get you to make…”

His lips were mere inches from yours, and you were frozen in place. You wanted to back away but you also wanted to lean in. You wanted so much more but you knew you should stop. And yet, your words were stuck in your throat.

His index finger hooked into your panties, pushing them to the side, and that was when you suddenly found your voice and your muscles.

“Stop!” you cried as you shoved away from him. You scrambled off the bed and looked at his shocked expression, suddenly feeling awful. “I-I’m sorry. I just… I know this must be a dream because you’re an angel and you can’t do things like this, and I shouldn’t be dreaming of things like this with you and— Why am I even explaining this? It’s not real and you’re not real.”

“Exactly, none of this is real,” he nodded as he crawled across the bed toward you, “so it wouldn’t make a difference if we kept going, right?”

“I-I can’t,” you shook your head, stepping back until your back hit the wall. “It would be too much on my conscience. I couldn’t ever look him in the eye again.”

“But don’t you want to keep going?” his voice was sultry like the look he was giving you, one of his hands reaching out to grab your waist. “Don’t you want—“

You gasped, your eyes flying open as your alarm went off. You quickly sat up and shut it off before your eyes scanned the room. Nobody was there, but the blankets were off your body, and your pajama bottoms were gone when you were sure you put them on. You figured you must’ve gotten too hot in the middle of the night.

You got up, turned on the light, and got changed before leaving your bedroom. As you went to the kitchen to start a pot of coffee, Luhan appeared on the counter. You gasped and jumped back, feeling your cheeks heat up. You knew he didn’t know about your dream but you were still embarrassed and averted your eyes.

Luhan was grumpy this morning because his plan failed, but seeing how flustered you were now made him smirk. He at least was a step closer now.

“How was your night?” he asked

“Fine,” you replied quietly as you stepped back toward the coffee maker.

“Did you sleep well?” he wondered. “Dream of anything?”

Your eyes widened as you softly cleared your throat and tried to hide the blush that was deepening on your face behind your hair, “U-um, no. Dreamless night again.”

Luhan sat back, licking his lips, “Thats good.”

[day thirty-one]

Just because Luhan was around didn’t mean you were any less clumsy. More often than not, Luhan spent his time catching you before you fell on your face or keeping you from chopping off your finger while making dinner.

But Luhan wasn’t with you 24 hours a day. You figured he must’ve had other responsibilities as an angel, so you didn’t expect him to always be around you. But when he wasn’t around, there wasn’t somebody there to keep you from maiming yourself.

Like now.

But with his perfect -- or shitty -- timing, Luhan appeared in your apartment not too much longer after your little incident. Since the living room was empty, he turned to go down the short hallway to your bedroom to find you. However, he stopped when he saw you on the floor with blood dripping from the side of your forehead.

“Oh fuck, _____!” he gasped as he got down beside you, holding your head as he examined where you’d hit your head off the corner of the wall. “What the hell did you do?!”

“I mopped the floor and I slipped,” you replied as if this was a normal occurrence.

“You’re bleeding!”

Luhan could’ve gotten up and gone to get a towel or something to clean the blood off of your skin, but he was kind of panicking a little. It wasn’t that he cared, he just didn’t expect to come into your place and see you on the floor with your head bleeding onto your shirt. So he did the first thing he thought to do: take off his shirt and dab at your wound with it to mop up the blood.

Despite the sting you felt, all you could focus on was Luhan’s bare torso. After the dream you had about him, you just...didn’t feel the same about him. You still liked him around and trusted him, but now you felt more intensely about him in a few ways. And having him shirtless in front of you and just a couple inches away, it was all you could think about.

“You’re gonna have to mop the floor again,” he chuckled. “On the bright side, it doesn’t seem bad enough to go to a hospital.”

Your eyes glued to his body, all you could do was hum in response.

[day thirty-four]

You really tried to control yourself. You didn’t want to be weird toward Luhan and you didn’t want to even make yourself feel dirty, but it was so difficult to not think about. Your dream about him was already bad enough, but now seeing him shirtless and so close to you while he took care of your head was…

Let’s just say, you were definitely in trouble.

Your imagination ran wild more often than not and you were afraid that Luhan was catching on. You had to do something about it because it was really suspicious how you found it hard to look him in the eyes. So you figured maybe it would be better to just...get your feelings out in a certain way. Maybe if you let yourself think about him, you could move past this weird feeling.

So you did.

While Luhan’s big plan was to make you trust him and lust after him, he didn’t think something as simple as taking his shirt off would help him with that. He didn’t even think anything had changed that day, but he was in for a big surprise when he appeared in your living room that day, realizing it was empty and figuring you were in your room.

“She better not have hit her—“

His grumbling was cut off by a soft moan of his name. He froze, eyes wide as he strained his ears to listen for more sounds. He could hear the wet sounds of your fingers pumping in and out of your heat, the way your bed moved a little as you rocked your hips against your own hand, and every quiet moan and mewl you made. A smirk slowly formed on his face as he strolled up to your bedroom door, realizing now was his chance. He took off his jacket and dropped it carelessly in the hallway as he approached your door, silently opening it and peeking in to watch you.

Your eyes were closed as you fingered yourself, imagining your dream with Luhan from the other night had gone father. You imagined your fingers were his as you pumped them faster, chasing your orgasm with flushed cheeks and quiet whimpers of his name. Your back arched just a little off the bed, and you—

Somebody grabbed your wrist and pulled your fingers out of yourself. You gasped, your eyes flying open to see Luhan smirking down at you as he brought your fingers to his lips and sucked them into his mouth, tasting your arousal and moaning quietly.

“L-Luhan?” you asked in a quiet, shaky voice.

“Mm,” he removed your fingers from his mouth and leaned down, his face inches from yours. “Don’t be embarrassed, sweetheart. I just want to join you. You’re so cute when you get yourself all worked up like that.”

You really didn’t want to tell him no. You wanted to pull him down on top of you right there, but you were too concerned about him. He was an angel. Wasn’t this against the rules? Wouldn’t he get in trouble? Then you’d never see him again.

“But what about—“

“Don’t worry about anything,” he shushed you softly as he crawled onto the bed, causing you to lean back farther and farther until he was above you. “I won’t get in trouble, I promise. My rules aren’t quite what you think.”

Finally, he pressed his lips to yours in a searing kiss that made your heart race. You weren’t really sure what to do with your hands — yes, you had kissed other people before but this was Luhan — but you found them pressing against his shoulders and pushing him off of you.

“Luhan, I can’t,” you insisted, unable to meet his eyes. “I want to, I swear I do, but what if you get in trouble?”

“What if I can make you a promise, then, hm?” he purred as he tilted your chin up with his finger, forcing you to look up at him. “A deal, kind of.”

This was it. All it would take was the deal. It didn’t even matter if he took you right here if there was a deal involved. He could take you back with him if he wanted to and keep you as long as he pleased, making you wait as long as you made him wait. He could do anything with you and to you if you said yes.

He could drop his stupid charade if you said yes.

“A deal?” you asked in a quiet voice. “Like what?”

“If you give into this feeling you have for me, I can assure you that nothing bad will happen to me. There will be no repercussions for me for these actions. Sound good?” he asked, a soft smile on his face as he tilted his head slightly to one side.

You hesitated, thinking it over. Though, you couldn’t see any reason why Luhan of all people would lie.

“...Promise?”

“I promise.”

Slowly, you finally nodded, “Then...yes.”

“Perfect,” Luhan’s voice was just short of a growl, a smile spreading across his face. It would’ve seemed like any other smile if his eyes hadn’t suddenly gone pitch black, causing your eyes to widen as you sucked in a breath. But because it was Luhan, you didn’t scream or try to get away. You just stared at him with a small hint of fear in your eyes. He was a little surprised, but he remembered how you’d felt about him. “Of course you won’t run away from me. You trust me, don’t you?”

You nodded slowly. You didn’t know what was going on, but you trusted Luhan.

He smirked, a hand stroking your hair back softly before his fingers gripped your hair roughly, making you let out a sharp gasp.

“Of course you do. Because you’re a naive little human. You’ve given all your trust to a demon who’s lied to you for over a month now.”

“D-demon?” the words barely fell passed your lips in a quiet squeak.

He nodded with a hum that almost sounded happy, “And now, because you’ve said yes to our ‘promise’, you’ve given me your soul. But don’t worry, _____, we’ll have a lot of fun.”

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cosmiclatte28 · 4 years ago

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MOONLIGHT (Luhan x reader)

Luhan short imagine!

warning : you’re immortal, steamy!!!

enjoy!

Luhan wakes up from his sleep. Another nightmare: the same repeating dream that always haunts him. His loud gasp and breathing, wakes the beauty sleeping soundless beside him.

"What is it Lu?" your voice sounds raspy from waking up, Luhan gets up from his sleeping position and leans his back on the head board.

Luhan takes a deep breath, "Nightmare," he cups his hands onto his face and sighs.

You scoot closer to him and pull him into a hug, "Again... the same one?" You whisper softly into his ear.

Luhan nods and lays his head to your chest; he closes his eyes and takes deep breaths. The dark claws in his dream earlier are still swimming in his head, he presses his eyes tighter and grits his teeth, he shakes his head in order to keep the mind away.

Luhan holds his head up and stares into your deep blue calm eyes, he searches for comfort in it. "Honey, it's horrible. I cannot sleep and wake up with the same worry, I am afraid of losing you. I can't live without you."

You chuckle, "I am immortal Lu, I am the one who is supposed to be afraid of losing you."

He bites his lips in frustration, "I'm aware, just that... can't you make me immortal too?"

You kiss him lightly, "I can Lu, it's just that we both have to wait for the right time. Please wait for me okay?"

Luhan whines, "But you have to do it okay?"

You give him a reassuring nod, "I will."

"Promise?" he offers you his pinky finger under the peeping moonlight.

"Promise," You link your pinky and seal the promise with the thumbs.

You put your hand over his forehead and send him light waves to drive him back to sleep.

"In two days, the full moon will reach its highest point. That night, you will get what you want Lu," You whisper to the sleepy Luhan.

He smiles with his sleepy eyes, "Whenever it is, I will wait and when you're ready, I am ready."

He kisses you and slowly brings himself into dreamland.

You lay on his chest and draw abstract lines on the veins of his strong arm, the same arm that has caught you from falling down into troubles, the arm that gives you warmth, the arm that makes you feel secured whenever he hugs you. You caress his arm softly, lovingly, while you mumble: "What if you got hurt in the process? What if you only want my powers? What will I do if you leave me after all of that..."

You stare into his innocent sleeping face, you doubt yourself for ever thinking that this pure man will leave you, but you cannot lower your guards. Most archangels fell into the darkest pit of life when their loved ones leave them for someone else. You have risked your life, falling in love with a human, and you're taking the next risk... making him immortal. You didn't feel a tear falling from your eyes, it streams down your face because of the stress and worry inside your heart.

Luhan happens to hear your mumblings and he turns his body to face you, he pulls your small figure into his wide shoulder, with his secured arms he hugs you possessively. With one hand running through your cheek, wiping the tears; and the other hands clasping you tightly in his embrace, Luhan finds your blue eyes.

"Darling, keep that mind as far as you can. I am not like that, I am never leaving you. I only love you and will always love you. No matter what," he looks at you sadly, and plants a kiss on your forehead.

"I love you," he whispers and you both descend to sleep.

The morning sun shyly peeks over the closed curtains, your alarm annoyingly cuts both of your rest time. Every morning, the bed feels even softer, the pillow fluffier, and Luhan's arms more comfortable than anything else. The two of you force your tired eyes to wake up and start your day.

The two of you enjoy breakfast over cups of coffees, and then separated into your own consecutive offices. You will meet him back on the afternoon after all of these office hours.

The sun rises and sets, the moon peeks and hides, you and Luhan continue your life like the usual routine.

Until the full moon reaches its highest place, the atmosphere perfect, and the mood set. You're ready when you greet your husband home with a fancy candle light dinner for two on your dining table, he seems to understand what you're planning and Luhan cannot keep his cool.

"You're ready Lu?" you asked when the last gulp of wine enters your throat.

Luhan smiles, "Ready as one can be,"

You walk to him and press your forehead to his, looking straight into his eyes you once again question him, "Promise you won't leave me?"

He inches closer and with a gentle kiss he replies, "Never."

You smile and press a kiss he has never experienced before. The night is long, and Luhan is already excited.

"Get ready Lu, for this will be enthralling."

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etoilesbyul · 5 years ago

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CEO!Luhan Moodboard

“I broke my own rules for you”

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inspired-by-the-music · 5 years ago

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Time’s Up: Luhan x Reader

requests are encouraged! please read the guidelines before submitting your request!

Genre: angst, happy ending

Word Count: 1,047

Note: y’all, I’m so weak for Luhan lately

Whenever the weather took a turn toward winter, and you had to pull your coat out of the back of your closet, and you noticed the couples outside huddling against each other for warmth while you shivered and shoved your gloved hands into your pockets, you remembered Luhan.

It was silly how you could spend hours mulling over your handful of memories. You were embarrassed by how you could recall him in perfect detail despite the years that should have blurred your memory, ashamed by how you could miss somebody you barely knew.

By now you accepted the fact that he likely didn't remember you, and if he did, those brief (likely one-sided) romantic encounters probably meant much more to you than they ever did to him. As you packed for your annual trip home for the holidays, you realized there was something beautiful about keeping Luhan safe in your memories, even if you never got to see him again.

You never considered how you would react if your paths ever crossed; so when you noticed him at the baggage claim in the airport near your hometown, you were paralyzed by the deafening throbbing of your heart. Although he was several years older than the boy in your memories, there was no mistaking him-- but would he recognize you so easily?

When you found your suitcase and saw that you would have to pass Luhan to claim it, you could have said something to express how you thought of him. But if he didn't remember you, would you ever again be able to recall him fondly? In the end, you decided that you couldn't bear that possibility, so you merely muttered a polite, "Excuse me," as you brushed by him, grabbed your suitcase, and raced out of the airport before you could do anything you would regret.

All the while, you were agonizingly aware that you would definitely later hate yourself for letting him slip away without so much as stealing one final glance, but you couldn't gather your courage until you heard his voice calling behind you, "Excuse me-- please wait!"

You stilled to allow him to catch up and ask, "Is your name Y/N?" When you only nodded, using all of your strength to avoid his magnetic gaze to instead stare down at your feet, Luhan wondered aloud, "Do you not remember me? Or do you just happen to look like a girl I used to know?"

Without hesitation, you replied, "I remember you." And after swallowing a deep breath, you willed yourself to look at his face, which was somehow more beautiful than you remembered. Breathless because of the swelling of your heart, you explained, "I just can't believe I'm actually seeing you." "It's been a long time," Luhan nodded. Then, perhaps feeling the same urge to apologize for the passage of time, he sighed. "I could have been better about getting your phone number before I moved, but you seemed too young for me at the time."

Just as you would have all those years ago, you rolled your eyes at his remark about your age difference and pointed out, "You're barely older than me, Luhan." "Ah, so you do remember my name!" Luhan beamed and leaned forward against his suitcase. Before you could respond, he pulled his ringing phone out of his pocket. He pouted apologetically and said, "I'm sorry-- I have to go. But could I get your number?"

"I dunno." You stiffened, frightened by the idea of a present-tense relationship with someone you spent so many years idealizing. But when his frown yanked at your heart, you played your reluctance off as a joke. "I'm still younger than you, ya know, and I always will be."

Luhan laughed. "I never thought I would have to beg for you to like me, Y/N. When did you stop being the bold one? It's hard to believe you're the same girl who kissed me on that school field trip--"

"Hey!" Your jaw dropped as you swiped at his arm. "I never kissed you!"

"Oh yeah, you're right," Luhan teased as a playful smile etched tiny dimples on either side of his mouth. "Sorry, sometimes the daydreams and memories kinda blend together."

"Ah," you whined, chuckling airily as your cheeks glowed scarlet. "I liked it better when you were the shy one."

"You didn't scold me for wanting to kiss you, so I guess you're single." Luhan pulled his suitcase along as he started walking toward the doors and motioned for you to follow.

Your only response was, "You're perceptive. Especially considering how once upon a time, you didn't even realize I liked you." "Hey, that's not fair," Luhan frowned at your remark. "Nobody ever liked me before, so I didn't know why you followed me around so much."

You didn't believe for a moment that you were the first girl who ever liked Luhan, but that didn't seem like an observation to share at the moment. "Well," you said as you joined him outside of the airport, "now you know it's because I was hopelessly in love with you."

"Oh, is that it?" Luhan bit back a smile as he raised his eyebrows at you. A car horn blared just a few feet away, and Luhan said, "Ah, Y/N, I really have to go now. Time's up again."

You could only frown at Luhan's farewell and the sudden gust of wind that brought tears to your eyes. His hand brushed against yours before he brought it up to his lips.

You decided, "Maybe there's something romantic about saying goodbye."

Luhan narrowed his eyes at you, tilted his head, and challenged, "Maybe we've had enough romance, then."

And you didn't want to argue anymore, you didn't want to be afraid of losing your connection to the past you briefly shared with Luhan, and you didn't want to regret anything just in case you went another several years without seeing him, so you finally met him for a kiss. The warmth of his lips contrasted greatly against the sharp winter breeze; and when he pulled away too soon, the distance between you left you shivering.

Ignoring the honking of the car nearby, Luhan smiled. "And to think I was just gonna settle for your number."

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scenarioslovers · 5 years ago

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EXO Masterlist

Kai

Rainy Days, Part 2

Of all the time

His heart , Part 2

Newlywed runaway

to be loved

Baekhyun

Complex Part 1|2

Kisses of the sun

Unwanted Part 1| 2 | 3| 4 {Completed}

Infection control

Valentine Drabble #3

Suho

The beautiful thing of us

Little hands

Perfect Match P| 1| 2| 3| 4| 5| 6| 7 {Completed}

Yours

Soft Mafia Boss

Home {Drabble}

Fault of falling 1| 2| 3| 4|5|6

Dream

Chanyeol

That Time Part 1|2|3

Fear of losing 1| 2

Will you stay 1|2

One last song 1|

Xiumin

snowflake (M)

Coffee & Tea

one is not enough

Sehun

Mission complete

My brat brother 1

Stop ignoring me

Chen

Let’s stop

Taking care of you

Catch me

trouble

LAY

Permission

Goodbye, Christmas

D.O

Walking

Luhan

If I said

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baeklooming-day · 6 years ago

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Fleeting 3 | Baekhyun

Summary: You lead a double life. For everyone else, you are the pretty girl with a great sense of fashion who works at Sephora. But it isn't your only job. For the other one you require only two things: the collection of weapons you keep in your closet - and zero emotions.

ft. Luhan

Genre: assassin!au, mafia!au, street racer!au, fluff, angst

Word count: 2.4k

A/N: little disclaimer: just to clarify the ages of the characters in the story, y/n is supposed to be around 19, Baekhyun is one year older than her, following with Luhan who is two years older. I know, I made a playlist for Fleeting when I was bored, however I would recommend to play Tian Di by Kris while reading this chapter. <3 I hope you enjoy!

The three of you exchanged looks before Baekhyun spoke up again.

”It started three years ago.” He looked at you briefly. Three years ago. That was the time where you first moved to this town and met him for the first time. ”I was seventeen when I got my driving license, so were my friends. In the evenings, or even at night if we were feeling like it, we liked to drive all the way over to the old football field and see who was the fastest from us all. The whole place seemed a little spooky, so there really was nobody, ever. We never had to worry about anybody discovering what we were doing. It was nothing back then, just fooling around with our cars. Until one time, when we saw someone watching. Or, more like were just talking by our cars after we finished and suddenly heard clapping from behind. We thought we were done there, but like we later learned, it was one of the people with quite a position in the illegal leagues.” Baekhyun brushed his black bangs off before continuing. ”He said he had been watching us for a couple of days now. Which only proves how careless we were, because we never noticed him before. Anyway, he said he was impressed with what he witnessed, casually asking us if we wanted to make some money. And we, careless students, without considering anything agreed just like that. And this is how I ended up going to my first actual race.” He straightened, letting out a deep breath. ”Without getting into details, because I don’t think this is the most important thing, I started racing regularly from that day. In these three years, I also managed to build quite a reputation. And in these three years, I lost only once.” He glanced at Luhan. ”Because of that, I was asked to join in the big race in Shanghai. And this is where Tao and Kris appear on the scene. I had frankly no clue that they were associated with mafia, because I was always told that they are not very likely to participate in events like this. Anyway, the first prize for winning that race was the Rolls Royce. I won. I thought everything was great and perfect, that I can just take the car and drive off into the sunset... Nuh-uh. Nothing more delusional. Like I later discovered, Tao and Kris had their eyes set on that car and couldn’t accept it that their men lost to a practical kid. I was lucky enough to disappear from there without them eventually sending a few bullets after me, but like we saw it today, in the end they came after me. And actually there is nothing more to it. That’s the whole story.” He finished.

There was a little pause before Luhan’s amused voice filled the air. ”I told you. Kris went crazy.” He shook his head, causing his brown hair to bounce. ”And it’s obvious that he somehow brainwashed Tao too. He wasn’t always that thirsty for blood like he apparently is now.”

You just sat there, trying to process all that information that’s been just spilled on you. Recalling the events which took place just a few hours ago in Cloud 9, you felt a little dizzy all over again. You would never think that there will be a day, where Tao points his gun at you. You would never think that it was Kris who sent him to eliminate you. And, you would surely never think that he wanted to do the same to Luhan as well.

Because once, you were all like a family.

”I-” You tried to say something, anything, but you could’t help feeling overwhelmed. Maybe you weren’t that good as you liked to give yourself a credit for. You didn’t care about people from outside, but if the matter had something to do with the ’family’, you weren’t able to neglect it.

You felt Luhan’s hand touching your shoulder, a gesture of comfort. ”I know what you’re thinking right now.” He put his lips in a tight line. ”Neither of us can go back to Shanghai. Not now. Not in the future. And very honestly saying, I don’t know when we will be able to.”

Baekhyun was still shifting on the floor where he was sitting. ”Wait, what do you mean by ’going back to Shanghai?’”

You looked at him with a blank expression on your face.

”This is just another story from the past.” You still couldn’t say what might be going on in his head right now. You already knew that he was beyond disappointed in you, but was he really willing to hear about your mess of a childhood?

Before Baekhyun could answer, Luhan was faster. ”Look, this is something very far from a healthy childhood story, so I would consider it if you really wanna hear it.” He huffed. ”I can imagine, you already think that we’re beyond sick, but I don’t guarantee that you won’t think even worse of us after hearing how we both ended up in... Yeah, you know.”

Baekhyun was looking once to Luhan, once to you. When he spoke again, there was something audible in his voice. Something you couldn’t name. ”Tell me.”

You gave Luhan a look, encouraging him to start talking. You weren’t really feeling like saying anything at all at that moment.

”Very well then.” He began. ”From the looks you gave me, yeah I saw it, I could tell that you’re dying to know what exactly is our relationship.” He pointed at you before going on. ”Looking way back, about 12 years ago. I think I told you that me and Y/N have known each other since we were eight. Precisely, she was eight, I was ten at that time. You need to know that we both originally come from families who were a little more than well off. It was early spring, we ended up being on the same ship, attending a fancy event with our families. It was the first time we met, being small children we instantly became friends. So far, everything was very normal. Until.” Luhan paused for a brief moment. You felt that. Recalling those events still made both your damaged hearts to ache. But life goes on. ”I don’t want it to become boring, all you need to know is that we ended up being caught in a feud between two different mafias. We still don’t really know why they were there, I doubt we will ever know. They were ruthless, they didn’t care at all about the innocent people on the ship. All I remember is that at some point they started shooting and eventually put the whole ship on fire. In the conclusion, me and Y/N saw lots, lots of people dying around us.” Luhan paused again. ”We saw how they pointed their guns at our parents. We sa-”

”Luhan.” You squeezed his hand. ”Don’t.”

He let out a breath. ”Yeah, basically. I already mentioned Xianmiao before. Well, his full name was Wen Xian Miao. He was the boss of one of the mafias who were there, a very powerful and influential one. I don’t know why he did that to be honest, but he picked us up from that ship and took us with him to Shanghai. Just to clarify a few things, his men weren’t the ones who killed-”

You nudged him.

”His men weren’t the ones. Eventually, he became like a father to us. He raised us. Cared for us. Gave us a home. During that time, me and Y/N became practical siblings, and it didn’t change until this day.” It was Luhan’s turn to nudge you lightly.

Yeah. The bond you built throughout the years was too strong to get broken, and even though you and Luhan didn’t share the same blood, you were always calling each other ’brother’ and ’sister’. Even though you weren’t biological, you were sure you had a much firmer bond than many of the regular biological siblings out there.

Baekhyun was listening carefully to everything what Luhan’s been telling. You observed his reactions, trying to read him. You wanted to ask him if he hated you. But you couldn’t just casually throw this question at him right now.

Luhan kept going. ”Don’t get the wrong idea, neither of us was forced into this dark business. I mean, ’tasks’-” He shook his hair off his eyes. ”It was our own choice. When Y/N was twelve and I was fourteen, I started training. At the beginning Xian wasn’t too impressed by my wish, but eventually he let me and he got me the best training I could receive. At that time Y/N wasn’t allowed anywhere near that stuff, seeing that she was still too young. Well, I mean, I was obviously too young as well but fourteen was the more acceptable age in Xian’s opinion. Two years later Y/N started training too.” Luhan looked at you, a visible question in his eyes.

That was the part you should tell by yourself.

”That’s right.” You began. ”After I was allowed to, me and Luhan were trained side by side. It wasn’t anything very particular at the beginning, we learned how to deal with all kinds of weapons and how to fight, just in case. We were prepared really well. When the time came, Lu was the first one of us two to actually take somebody down.” You paused. You remembered it very well. ”It was harder than anyone can imagine for two kids to be growing up around gunshots and cruelty.” You paused again, searching for the right words. If only the right words for such actions existed.

”If you think that it messed up our heads a little, then you’re right.” Luhan looked over to Baekhyun. ”It did. But living in a world like this, you become accustomed to it after a while. You could say we were... really unfortunate.” He intertwined his both hands, looking down. He always acted tough, but you knew him way too well to not see that it was breaking him inside just like it was breaking you.

When he didn’t say anything more, you continued talking. ”Later, when I was sixteen I got my first task. I was supposed to eliminate a traitor. A traitor, who had been selling our informations to the mafia from the other side of Shanghai. It was like a war between two concurrent families. I was chosen to complete it because I was already skilled more than good enough and being a fragile sixteen-year-old girl I wouldn’t be suspected of a crime like this. Plus, nobody knew who I was over there.” You let out a breath, looking anywhere but at Baekhyun’s face. ”I completed the task successfully. But after I did, I had to disappear for a while. And this is the point which leads us to where we are now.” You looked up. ”Xian’s cousin had an undercover corporation here. A corporation which connected... Uhm. Which connected the mafia, the assassins, the dealers, you name it. It was the connection between everyone in the family. His cousin had a son, Yixing. After he unfortunately passed away, it was Yixing who took the leadership from there. To assure I was safe, I was sent here. And that resulted in meeting you, Baekhyun. As well as meeting Sujin.” You finally looked at him. ”I was supposed to stay here as long as the things back in Shanghai were sorted out. I wasn’t allowed to contact anyone back home, including Luhan. We couldn’t risk anyone to track me down. In these three years I had no idea what was going on in China. All I still remember was that the hell broke loose after I took down that delinquent. I even thought that they could be all dead there. I thought that Luhan could have ended up like this.” You felt your eyes welling up just at the single thought of it.

Luhan squeezed your hand firmly. ”Before you flew away, I promised you. Siblings find each other again. No matter what and no matter how long. And look at us now. We are both here.”

You quickly wiped off the tear that was about to fall down.

Baekhyun, sitting still, looked at both you and Luhan seeming to not find any words to say. You could easily imagine that he expected many things, but not this.

Finally he spoke up. ”I’m... I’m very sorry for all you had to go through, nonetheless. I can’t compare it to my own situation.” He stood up, putting his hands in the pockets of his black jeans. His expression was unreadable.

You blankly stared into space. At that point you could forget the things with Baekhyun to go back to ’normal’ ever again.

”Well, I-” Baekhyun spoke again. ”I think I need to be alone for a while, so excuse me.” He turned around on his heel and walked out of the room.

”Baek-” You wanted to stop him, but you got interrupted by Luhan.

”Y/N, don’t. Let him.”

You let out a deep, shaky breath.

Everything was even a bigger mess now. Was it even possible?

Your eyes dashed back to Luhan.

”Lulu.” You said. ”Do you think he hates me now?”

”I don’t know if he hates you, but he clearly doesn’t like me.”

You lightly hit him in the shoulder. ”What are we going to do now?”

Luhan looked at you. ”I think I have a plan. First, I would say we find Yixing. Then we will see.” He paused, examining your face. ”You changed a lot, little sister.”

You smiled softly. ”So did you. You grew up so much.”

You just sat there, next to Luhan. You didn’t see him for about three years. You had so much to tell him.

He seemed to be thinking the same, because he turned to have a proper look at you in the exact same time as you did. ”So, ignoring the fact that our lives are very literally in danger right now, how have you been this entire time?”

That, that sibling talk was what you majorly missed in your life despite everything.

After all, Luhan was the one who would never judge you for anything you did.

”Where do I begin...”

A/N: I purposely concentrated this chapter on Luhan, because I wanted to make clear his sibling relation to y/n. I promise you more and more Baekhyun in the future chapters! thank you for reading and tell me what you thought of this one! and as always feel free to reblog if you want to! <3

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yourdreamsyourwish-2 · 2 years ago

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So, I used to do weekly updates to let everyone know where I’m at, and since I also like polls I decided to do weekly polls/updates on what I’m working on.

I'm hoping to make it every Monday night for it to come out on Tuesday Mornings!

Requests status: OPEN For both Reactions & Scenarios

Things Coming this Week:

As of right now, Nothing is set in the Queue. I am still working on things. I haven't had the time to write anything but I hopefully will get back into the swing of things ASAP.

Working On:

Reactions: Working on Reactions 13-25. In the Meantime you can find the Masterlist here.

Scenarios: I have 18 (2 for each member) in the planning phases as of this moment. In the meantime you can find the Masterlist Here. [These will usually be either One Shots or 1-3 parts]

Universes: My Multiple Chapter Stories. The Main reason I came back to writing EXO Fanfic. These will not be Member x Reader. For these I either write in 3rd Person with OC characters or First Person. Also all the Member OC pairs will stay the same through out each series.

Currently Working on...

Rewriting an old Minseok Werewolf -> Basic Plot is done. Maybe between 5-15 Parts, won't be higher than 25.

On: Chapter One

Phase: First Draft

Exodus College -> Based on Romance Trope; each Member gets one. [Each member will have 10-15 chapters each plus an epilogue]

On: Series Planning

Phase: Planning

Exceptional Love Series -> Sci-fi fantasy based on EXO Lore; This is 9 different stories that build to a second phase of the story that I am planning on being 25-50 Chapters Minimally [This is also a rewriting a pervious work I had done before as well; All members will have 5 Chapters each. All basic plot outlines for phase I are done.]

First Story will be Light [Baekhyun - 5 Chapters]

On: Chapter 1

Phase: Editing

Fae Inspired -> (I made a World map...) This will be similar to Exceptional Love with each member getting their own story but unsure if I will do a Part II, with a bigger story. [if I do, it' won't be that big]

Phase: Planning [had to finish the map first ]

Other works from my old account I'm thinking of rewriting and working out: Greek God Series & EXODUS City (A Mafia theme)

Okay that's a lot of information, but I do want to hear back from you guys! Which Universe are you the most excited about!

Also for those who don't know, I do not include Tao, Luhan & Kris in any of my writings of one shots/reactions. If I do, it's in the past tense, and I usually have them die in the prologue or before the stories begin in my universes if and only if it makes sense for the plot overall. I have chosen to include only current EXO members. Yixing to me will always be EXO Member, he has made it clear how much the band has meant to him over the years. Even if he eventually leaves, I will probably include him in the future as well. If you don't like that well then...Thank you for stopping by!

#EXO #exo fanfic #EXO Fanfic poll #EXO Reactions #exo scenarios #EXO Unvierses

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mint-yooxgi · 4 years ago

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[16] - The Forbidden Pool

Wolf AU - Part of the EXO Wolf Series

Genre: Mature, Fluff, Angst

Pairing: EXO OT12 X Reader; Jongdae X Reader

Words: 3,198

A/n: Damn, it's really been over a year since I posted a part to this fic. Whoops! Well, better late than never! It's a little shorter than most usual FP chapters, but it's to prepare for what's coming in the final two chapters, hehehe. A big storm's coming~ Hope you all enjoy the update, only two more chapters after this one, and then the epilogue! As always, feedback is greatly appreciated! Enjoy~

Previous - Next

Do you think they’re awake yet? Sehun practically whines as he, Dylan, Minseok, Baekhyun and Chanyeol all make it back to the house from their morning run. After the night they’ve had, they’ve all had a bunch of pent up energy that they wanted to kill before things got too out of hand this morning.

I’m not sure, Dylan responds, shaking his fur out as they reach the back steps.

If they are I hope they’ve had the decency to take a shower first, Minseok grumbles.

Minseok! Dylan scolds, turning his head to look at the large brown wolf.

What? You’re telling me you’d know exactly how you’ll react when you see her this morning, while she’s covered in his scent? Minseok huffs. Cause I know I don’t.

He’s got a point, Baekhyun mumbles, Chanyeol snorting his agreement.

Well, it’s something we’ll have to get used to, Dylan replies, mentally rolling his eyes at the whines he hears behind him despite his wolf whining right along with them.

Think of it this way guys, Sehun pipes up, attempting to lighten the mood while also making himself feel better about the whole situation. At least we’re that much closer to that scent being one of ours.

At his words, growls of approval are heard, the mood immediately shifting into a better one.

He’s right, Chanyeol hums, a slight grin appearing to form on his lips.

“Oh, for the love of god- stop thinking so loud!” Luhan shouts from the second story window, halfway leaning out with a frown on his face. He’s already had to deal with the events of the night in his own way, the last thing he needs is to be bombarded by the raunchy thoughts of his brothers this early in the morning.

Sorry! Choruses through his mind five times as the wolves all shift and head back into the house for the morning, ready to shower and start the day. They can’t wait to see what training you have in store for them today. They only hope they can maintain their focus.

Even though you put up a sound barrier up last night, they could still smell everything. A few of them actually had to leave the house in the middle of the night and bunk with your friends in the off-site dorms just to be able to calm their wolves down. Both Tao and Jongin had to take some cold showers, which luckily helped to calm them down, but even still, fuck did they ever want to be the ones to make you feel as good as you smelt to them.

Luckily, a few of them have been able to handle themselves better than the others. However, that still does not mean they are unaffected by what has transpired. Either way, each looks forward to the day where they can finally claim you as their own. Well, as much as they can alongside the others. They’ll each make sure to make the time special when it comes. After all, it’s what you deserve.

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The first few rays of the morning sun dance across your skin, feeling them warm you as you practically glow in the morning light. Keeping your eyes closed, you attempt to fall back into the peaceful void you had been in only moments before, not wanting to get up and start your day just yet. After all, the warmth from your pillow is a little too comfortable, and moving is the last thing you’d like to do at the moment. A fact which your pillow seems to agree with, his arms tightening slightly around your waist in the next moment.

A few minutes pass by with you simply revelling in Jongdae’s embrace, smile on your face as you bury yourself deeper into his side. A blissful sigh falls from your lips.

You can feel his chest rumble with the chuckle he lets out, “morning, sleepyhead.”

A muffled groan is all that greets him in response, only causing him to let out another chuckle. You can feel him bring his one hand up to gently start stroking over your head, making you smile once more in content.

“Did you sleep well?” His voice is low, sleep still clinging to its edges and causing a shiver to run down your spine as he says those words right beside your ear.

You hum, “like a baby.”

This time, it’s his turn to smile, “glad to be of service.”

Shifting your head, you look up at him, noticing the cheeky look on his face. You simply quick a brow in response. “It’s funny though, I never took you to be that kind of a jealous type.”

“I wasn’t jealous,” he responds almost immediately, a pout forming on his lips. You give him a knowing look. “Okay, well, maybe a little bit.”

“Don’t worry, I think it’s endearing since I know you’d never do anything I’m uncomfortable with,” you reassure him. “Besides, how you always know what to do to help me relax still baffles me at times.”

“I’m just that good,” he replies cheekily once more, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

“You’re certainly something, wolf boy,” you grin, leaning up to place a gentle kiss on his cheek, “and I wouldn’t trade that for anything.”

His wolf hums contently as he gently rolls the two of you over so he can kiss you properly. You can feel all the love and passion he has for you as he cups your face in his hand, pulling you closer all the while.

After a few moments, he breaks the kiss only to rest his forehead on yours, voice as soft as a whisper against your lips as he says, “I love you.”

“I love you,” you hum back, bringing your own hand up to cup the side of his face, thumb stroking his cheek softly. “Now, if you’ll care to join me, the shower is calling my name.”

“But of course,” a devious smirk pulls at his lips as he rolls off of you, helping you stand from the bed.

The two of you take your time to wash each other off, basking in each other’s presence for the time being. It’s as if the two of you are alone again, bathing beneath a waterfall just like when you were travelling around. Needless to say, this is the most relaxed you’ve felt in a long time, your worries slipping from your mind momentarily.

Once done, the two of you continue to take your time to dry off and get ready for the day. Just as you’re about to open the door to head downstairs, you’re stopped by Jongdae wrapping his arms around your waist from behind. Burying his face into the side of your neck, he inhales deeply, still loving how he can smell his scent all over you.

“What are you doing?” You chuckle as his hair tickles your skin.

“Nothing,” he grins, placing a soft kiss on top of his mark on your neck before backing off. You simply hum in amusement as he steps around you, only to open the door for you. “After you, my lady.”

“Why, thank you, kind sir,” you grin right back, doing a small fake curtsey as you both laugh. This is really what you both needed, and now there’s an air of ease surrounding the both of you. The tension has albeit disappeared.

That is, until you walk into the kitchen.

“So, the two of you have finally decided to come out of your room, huh?” Irene teases, a knowing look on her face as she munches on an apple.

“From how they seemed yesterday evening I definitely thought they’d be gone half the day,” Lisa smirks, sharing a giggle with the other girls. “Perhaps more.”

“Nah, it’s probably just cause (Y/n)’s getting old,” Yeri jokes, devilish grin on her lips, “can’t go for as long as she used to.”

The girls all share another laugh, only growing louder at your wide eyed look of disbelief you send them. Turning towards Jongdae only reveals him to be stifling his own laughter, causing you to chuckle and shake your head slightly in amusement.

“Yeah, yeah,” you roll your eyes, moving over to the fridge to pour yourself something to drink, noting how quiet Kyungsoo, Yixing and Junmyeon have been this whole time.

Just then, the back door opens, and in walks Taemin, Key, Namjoon, Mark and Jackson.

“Woah, you guys weren’t kidding,” Taemin says, walking in and glancing around the room. “It is tense this morning.”

Namjoon and Mark share a look.

“At least they’ve cleaned up nicely,” Jackson observes, grabbing a banana and sitting beside Jennie at the table.

“Well, as much as they can,” Jennie mumbles, causing a few smirks to appear on some of their faces.

“Can you all stop talking about us like we’re not in the room with you?” You ask, a bit exasperatedly, Jongdae not helping one bit as you see him trying, and failing, to suppress the smirk that wants to form on his lips. You know he’s been enjoying this the whole time, subtly letting the others know that you’re his first, and you always will be.

“Kind of hard to ignore you guys with the stench clinging onto you,” Key sasses back, eyebrow quirked in amusement.

At his words, Junmyeon starts choking on the water he’d been drinking as you turn to look at your friends, some of which cannot stifle their laughter. A few of the boys share a look with Jongdae as Jin, Bambam, Jaehwan, Hakyeon and Minho all enter the main house. Minho says nothing as he walks by Jongdae, opting to just smirk at the male and clap him on the back, eyebrows wiggling suggestively as he passes.

“Oh my god,” Chaeyoung half rolls her eyes, shaking her head slightly.

Luckily, a few minutes of silence pass by as everyone grabs something to eat, some moving to the back porch seeing as it’s another beautiful day outside. By now, your other mates have also come downstairs to join you, and though things are a little tense at first, everyone seems to have calmed down by the time you’ve finished eating.

“So, what’s on the agenda for today?” Luhan asks, managing to divert the attention to you once more.

“I was thinking we could do some more combat training, but focus on teamwork today,” you answer, glad for the change in subject material. “You all still need to learn how to work together with your new powers, and how to work off of one another.”

“Sounds good to me,” Dylan grins, Minseok, Tao, Yixing and Jongin nodding their agreement. You can tell that some of them are still a bit tense from everything that has transpired over the past twelve hours, so you’re hoping the training will help to relieve that tension.

“Once everyone’s finished eating, we’ll start for the day,” you say, seeing them nod in response.

However, what you don’t expect is a few voices in your head speaking at once.

Woah, hold on there, one at a time, you joke, turning to Chanyeol to see what he has to say first.

Well, actually, Minho said he would help me train with my fire today, he replies, almost sheepishly.

That’s great! What a wonderful idea, you’ll learn lots, you smile, to which he mirrors. You turn to the next one.

Kyungsoo and I were actually going to train with Wendy and Irene since they know how to manipulate nature with their magic, Baekhyun tells you.

Good idea, they’re very skilled when it comes to that, you reply to both of them, Kyungsoo looking at Baekhyun briefly in question before being told of what Baekhyun had told you.

Finally, you turn to the last man whose voice sounded in your head.

I was planning to train with some of the hybrids to help control my strength better, Junmyeon informs you.

You nod, understanding on your features, that’ll be good for you as they are stronger than regular supernatural beings.

After all of that is cleared, you wave goodbye to each group as they all head off to a different area in order to train. Turning around to face the rest of them that stayed, you smirk. Today’s training is going to be a little different that what they’ve experienced so far. This time, you’re not going to give them prep time, or at least, you’ll try not to.

“Okay, show me what you’ve got,” you tell them, standing in the middle of the backyard and just waiting for one of them to make a move. You’ve already agreed with Jongdae and the rest of your friends that have stayed back to let your mates figure things out first before they get involved in the training for today.

“Right now?” Sehun frowns, confusion on his face. “But you haven’t given us any specific instructions.”

“Does this mean we’re starting already?” Tao asks.

You see realization cross Luhan’s, Dylan’s, and Minseok’s features before the three of them are in a fighting stance, preparing to run at you.

“Well, she did say we’re doing group training today, did she not?” Minseok says, hearing sounds of agreement come from his brothers.

“That’s right,” Yixing nods, the rest of them mirroring the first three’s stances as they slowly move to surround you.

Good, you praise already. Formation is key, it can make or break your first attack.

Are you ready? Dylan asks, only causing your smirk to deepen.

“I’ve been ready,” you reply, rolling your neck slowly. “Now, show me what you’ve got.”

In an instant, four of them rush at you, with you easily fending them off. They take their time assessing the situation and responding accordingly, a fact which you know is from years of experience. They have good coordination, even with pack members missing, and you commend them for that. However, once the powers are adding in, especially in their wolf forms, things get a little more complicated.

After each round, you give them pointers on how to improve, better maintain and use their powers during combat, especially together. They each take your words to heart, immediately implementing the advice you give them. You could not be more proud of their progress in the first day alone.

About a week passes by with the training continuing like this. Each day, different mates practice with different friends of yours to improve their skills. You’re happy with the way things are progressing, and by the end of the second week, you actually have to put in quite a bit more effort against all twelve of them when they come at you as a pack. You’re a little surprised at how quickly they’re learning to control their powers in their wolf forms especially, but you could not be prouder. A fact which you never fail to tell them, or praise them for.

During these past two weeks, you’ve also been coming up with strategies to combat Minwoo and Miranda when they reappear, going over formations and battle tactics. You’ve prepared for if they come alone again, as well as if they bring back up with them. You’ve just finished agreeing that some people should stay back at the house as a last resort in case things go bad when you sense two familiar presences approaching from the woods.

“They’re back,” you singsong, just as some heads snap up and to the side at the sounds coming from the woods in order to see who’s approaching.

Not even a minute later, both Mal and Vasco can be seen stepping out of the woods.

A smile is on your face as you walk down to greet them, wrapping them both in a hug and letting them know you’re glad they returned safely.

“Yeah, but we didn’t manage to get in touch with three of the major packs you told us to,” Mal grumbles, looking slightly worried. “We think he might have got to them first, as we looked everywhere and couldn’t find them.”

“We’ll deal with it when the time comes,” you sigh, noticing how Jongdae, Dylan, Junmyeon and Minseok have all joined you while the other eight stand a little ways away. “More have already come than what I was expecting, so I can’t thank you two enough for all that you’ve done.”

“Of course!” Mal responds immediately.

“It’s the least we could do,” Vasco adds, and you can hear Jongdae hum his agreement, along with your other mates.

“So, how’s training been?” Mal asks, and you immediately link your arm with hers, leading her back up to the house as you run through everything that’s transpired since she’s been gone. She remains silent and attentive the whole time you tell her, only chiming in when necessary. By the time you’re done, you’ve managed to move inside to sit on the couch, about an hour and a half having passed. “Wow, sounds like we missed quite a bit.”

You chuckle along with her, “eh, we both know the true party is with you.”

“That’s true,” she nods in agreement, a grin pulling on her lips. “Hey, remember that one time when you-“

She immediately freezes, and you can already tell what’s about to happen. Your eyes go wide as you call for Vasco, gently helping Mal lay down on the couch. Not even a moment later, Vasco is at Mal’s side, gripping her hand in his as her eyes start to glow faintly.

“What is it, what’s going on?” Luhan asks, having walked into the room when you called for Vasco, along with Minseok, Chanyeol, Baekhyun, Jongin, Jongdae, and Dylan. The others arrive shortly after, a few of your friends with them too.

“She’s getting a vision,” you reply calmly.

“Is that a good or bad thing?” Tao asks.

“We’ll see,” you breathe out slowly, hands clasped behind your back as you stand beside the couch in order to give Mal and Vasco some space.

A few minutes pass by, the silence so thick that you could hear a pin drop. Luckily, Mal’s vision doesn’t last too much longer, and you can already see the signs of her coming back to reality. This one is nowhere near as violent or as intense as you know some of them can be, and for that, you breathe a short sigh of relief. It couldn’t have been too bad now, can it?

You notice Irene, Seulgi, Wendy, Joy and Yeri standing off to the side, whispering frantically to each other as Mal starts to regain consciousness. They’re speaking in their old tongue, of which you haven’t heard in years. You can tell some of the boys are confused by this, as you don’t think they’ve heard that language before.

Irene begins to make her way over to you, followed by the four others of her coven just as Mal’s consciousness fully returns to her. At the same time Mal grabs your left wrist, Irene grabs your right. Together, they speak at once.

“We have two weeks until they make their final move.”

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I loved too hard — luhan

A/N: I'll be adding a different spin to the Hanahaki Disease. So basically instead of dying in the end like how it usually works, whoever has the disease has to suffer horrible nightmares. I edited/proof read this, but I might've missed things, so sorry if I did. Enjoy!

Pairings: Luhan x Fem! Reader (platonic + onesided love), Luhan x Fiancé OC

Summary: in a world where Hanahaki Disease exists, you suffer from it.

Warnings: swearing, death is mentioned, mental illness (assumed), insomnia, nightmares, hospitals

Words: 2,910

"She's in room 302, Sir" The nurse who had guided Luhan to your room explained, halting as soon as she stood in front of a tan metal door. The brunette nodded, both eager and nervous to open the door and step inside. He hadn't seen you in months, and had meant to come visit for a few hours. But life got in the way, and he found that he hadn't seen you since January, around the time he came in to celebrate New Years with you; even brining a chocolate cupcake to celebrate. It was now October, and he was feeling extremely guilty.

Snapping back into reality, Luhan watched as the nurse dressed in white scrubs, unlocked the door and stepped aside making room for him.

"Thank you," The man thanked the nurse who tried her best to smile, although it didn't work, before she turned on her heel and walked off silently.

Taking a sharp deep breath, he decided to turn the knob, the nervousness filling up the pit in his stomach.

As soon as the door opened, the nervousness just increased even more.

And that made him realize that things were much more different now. He'd never felt so nervous visiting you before, or seeing you in general. Perhaps it was because you'd grown significantly apart and that this was probably one of the last times he'd see you again.

Eyes scanning the room for you figure, it landed on a uncomfortable looking chair, positioned by the window. And that's where you sat, knees curled up to your chest, as you stared out at the sunny day.

He couldn't see your face, but he already knew the expression that laid there. Probably a mixture of sadness and regret. That's how it always was. At least from what he depicted it as.

Trying to swiftly come stand beside you so you'd notice, he found that he didn't have to do much to grab your attention.

As soon as his black boot clad shoe hit the end of the bed on accident, he found your head snapping in his direction frantically.

Your face resembled a deer in headlights, something his friends would make fun of him for usually; the nickname of course. You looked more than shocked to see him, and Luhan found it harder to read your facial expressions each time he came to visit you. It was like you were shutting him and everyone out around you, by keeping a blank face around those who thought they could read you the best.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to frighten you," Luhan's hands raised in defense, as he swiftly moved around the table in the middle of the small room to sit on the bed.

"...It's alright," you breathed out.

Silence. That's all either one of you could hear. No one being able to say a word.

You didn't know what to say, and Luhan found himself feeling the exact same way. Of course there were many things each person wanted to say out loud to one another. But each questioned whether it was the right time to do so.

During this time, you managed to take in his handsome face. A small smile forming on your face when your eyes connected with his. He looked so handsome, and sadly, all you could do was stare at the stranger in awe.

"You look good," You blurted out, knees coming down from your chest to straighten normally so you could sit properly in the uncomfortable chair.

Luhan didn't blush at the comment like he thought he would. But he was a tad bit taken back by your sudden straightforwardness. "Thanks, um... how have you been?" He nervously questioned, right hand going up to scratch the back of his neck.

You sighed, eyes averting to look back out the window longingly, head leaning against he wall. "I guess this is where I'm supposed to say I'm alright, right?" You asked.

Luhan shook his head although you couldn't see him do so.

"No. Not if it's a lie" You just shrugged nonchalantly. "Well, to be honest? I just want to go home at this point. I haven't seen my parents in months. They stopped coming around after I lashed out at them," Luhan hadn't heard that part, not from Baekhyun who had called and said you'd been asking for him lately.

"But it was an accident... I- I didn't have the right medication" you finished, eyes snapping shut, before standing up, wobbling a little bit. "I just want to apologize..."

Luhan felt even more bad. Being your childhood best friend, meant many things. It meant he knew everything about you, and how much your parents loved you. But he also knew that your parents were disappointed in you, disappointed you'd ended up here. That means they also hated Luhan for not returning the love, and having you locked up in this place.

"Do you have the right medication now?" The older man wondered. You nodded, but then shook your head, hand reaching for the three pills on the nightstand beside the bed.

"At this point I want to stop making the medicine" He heart you admit honestly. Luhan's eyebrows knitted together. "You can't do that Y/n. It's the only thing stopping the petals from choking you"

"I understand that. But, when I take them they make me tired. I-I don't like sleeping," what human didn't like sleeping? That was an all time new for you. He remembered the first few months you were in here, each time he visited, all you wanted to do with sleep, so you wouldn't have to socialize with any of the other patients when it came time for you to leave your room. But now you were saying you didn't want to sleep? How weird.

"Is it hard to sleep?" He was trying to understand you, but he wouldn't be able to unless you opened up to him. You hummed, before saying, "Yeah. The nightmares have gotten worse and feel more real. Even when I wake up afterwards, it still feels like they continue on into the mornings. I don't want to feel like that anymore, Lu" you sounded so desperate, like you were reaching out for him to help you. But truth was, he really couldn't do anything besides be here for you and make sure you took your medication.

And the thing that hurt the most, other than seeing you in pain, was that he knew you were like this because of him. And he'd blame himself forever for that. He wanted to love you, he really did. So you didn't have to go through this. He wanted you to feel loved, and like you mattered. But he couldn't give you the genuine love he wanted or what you needed to not endure this.

"I wish I could help," Whispered the brunette. You just shook your head, suddenly becoming angry as you stared at the pills that were supposed to help you make everything much easier, but in reality; they were making everything worse.

"You've been saying that for years, Lu" The twenty five year old responded with, eyeing the pills skeptically before tossing them angrily at the wall. "I know. And every time I say it, I mean it"

"I don't doubt you," you sighed plopping down beside him in the bed, your navy blue hospital gown itching uncomfortably against your skin. Luhan took notice to a huge nasty looking bruise on your lower leg when your outfit slightly rode up, exposing your leg.

It was in a large oval shape, as if someone had punched you there, or something related to that. He could bet that if he put his own hand over it in comparison, it'd probably take up every inch of his very large hand "How'd you get that bruise?" Even if it was a painful memory that happens, Luhan couldn't help himself from wondering how'd you got the purple-red mark.

Reaching out, the twenty nine year old once again couldn't stop himself, and was shocked when his hand touched your warm leg; where the bruise was.

Reacting almost as soon as he touched you, you uncomfortably moved the end of the dress down, making sure it went back to where it usually touched; which stopped below your knees.

"Don't touch it.." You snapped, not fully meaning to raise your voice at your longtime friend and the person you loved.

He worriedly mumbled, "What happened?"

"The nightmares... I told you. They feel too real" you whispered, voice cracking a little bit at the end.

"Have you told the nurses about it? You said it was the medicine... maybe they can change the prescription"

"I've already told them, and they tell me the same thing each time. That I'm crazy, and that I'm in here for a reason"

Luhan thought this place was much better than other places he'd seen or heard of. That nurse's smile earlier threw him off, and now he realized maybe everything here was not how it seemed.

"They really say that?" You nodded adding a shrug. "Apparently it's supposed to make me want to fix myself because they don't see any improvement"

"Take a look at my chart over there," You pointed to the end of the bed, where he was closest to. And that's when Luhan noticed a clipboard hanging off the end of the metal bed frame.

He swiftly reached over and unhooked it from the clip it was on, before his eyes scanned over the paper.

"Why don't these people call me?" He asked worriedly, head craning over to look at you before glancing back down at the sheet of paper. Ever since your parents had basically given up on you months ago, Luhan had became your 'guardian' as the nurses had put it. Meaning, he was the one paying for your stay here. You hadn't asked him to do it, and we're shocked when you learned about it. But after hearing about what your friend had done, you realized he'd done it out of pity and guilt.

"Because I told them to stop..." You admitted honestly from beside him, shifting uncomfortably.

Luhan's head snapped in your direction, completely shocked. "Why?"

"I don't want them to bother you whenever I have nightmares or have changes in my medication. Your not my parent or husband or boyfriend. You're my friend. You shouldn't have to look after me like you do, it's not your job,"

"I-I'm just worried about you. You're not improving. It says you've been throwing your pills up... Why Y/n? Why do you do that?!" You were shocked by his sudden enraged behavior.

"I don't feel myself when I swallow those things! Do you want me to not feel like myself, is that the problem?!" Luhan watched as you angrily stood up, finger pointed in his direction.

"If it keeps you alive, than yes!"

Something in your eyes changed and you stared at him as if he was a complete stranger. You looked like you'd seen a ghost, mouth slightly agape, and eyes frozen on him.

Luhan knew what he said wasn't right, it sounded completely selfish on his end. but he was angry. Apparently to your charts, you weren't changing. It had said you were swallowing your pills, and would wake up during the night screaming bloody murder like you'd just seen someone you loved die. He wanted you to change. He wanted you to leave this place. Luhan just wanted you to live your life happily, with someone who loved you; in the ways he couldn't.

"The Luhan I knew five years ago wouldn't have ever said that... the Luhan I knew was the sweetest boy I'd ever met. But now you're just like the rest of them," Tears were threatening to spill over the brim, and this time, you felt as though you might not be able to stop them like all the times before.

"You need to wake up! You can't stay here forever! I want you to go out and find someone! Find someone who loves you," he stood up, grabbing you by your shoulders to turn you to face him. Taking your hands in his warm ones, he shivered at the contact.

"I can't! I fucking can't alright?" Snatching your hands away from his, they went to your head, at which you grabbed at as if in pain.

"You don't understand how hard it is! I try. I tried for so many damn years to find someone. But it always ends the same way!" He watched you sink to the ground, sobs escaping your mouth.

"I can't commit to anyone. Not unless they're a carbon copy of you"

"Y/n,—"

"Were you even going to tell me?" You snapped, teary eyes snapping up to look at the man before you. At first he was confused, extremely confused on what he was talking, but it took one tear drop to slide down your cheek to understand what you meant.

"Were you ever going to tell me you were getting married?" You affirmed once more, hoping for an actual answer this time instead of a blank looking face.

He didn't answer, and instead resulted in sitting down on your bed, hands going to run over his face while a long sigh escaped his lips.

Luhan asked, "How'd you find out?"

The girl before him sighed. "Chanyeol and Baekhyun have big mouths" Was all you hissed.

"I've known for months, Lu. And you didn't think to tell me..." The brunette looked up, trying to catch your eyes, but you didn't dare look into them. "I didn't think you'd want to know"

"I didn't"

Once again, the man was shocked. Of course Chanyeol and Baekhyun would be the first to tell anyone. He trusted them, and had confidence that they wouldn't tell. But of course, like always they had spoiled it.

"I thought about telling you... But—" he heard you scoff. "You chickened out? Or you just didn't want some batshit crazy girl at your wedding?" Your tone was meant to be sarcastic, and to anyone who didn't know you, it would've sounded like sarcasm. But Luhan knew you were in pain and overwhelmed. He could see it in your eyes.

His eyes widened, his heart tinged with pain, shocked you even assumed that in the first place.

"That's not it at all, Y/n and you know that! Of course I want you there" The last part he mumbled sadly, because he knew for sure you'd go through a great deal of pain if you went.

"I couldn't tell. You only forgot about me for ten months" your eyes rolled.

"I didn't forgot. I worried about you everyday, but life—"

"I get it," You waved him off, standing up shakily. "You're getting married. Before you know it, you'll have kids, and you'll completely forgot about me,"

"I expected it. At least I have the others, but who's to say they won't stop coming around too?

"I won't stop coming around. I'll just be busy—"

"I don't know if that's going to work out... You have your own life to live"

His head cast down.

"I've been running after the same dreams and people for far too long, I guess this is the price I have to pay for doing so. I should've stopped a long time ago" you whispered to yourself, although it was audible to the other person in the room.

"I'm so sorry. I never wanted this to happen. I wish I could go back and change so many things. I wish I wasn't an idiot—" "You can't help how you feel. You love who you love, Luhan" You interrupted, moving to sit by the window again, sniffling as your head laid on the wall.

"You don't understand how badly I wanted to love you, so you wouldn't be alone. So you wouldn't end up like this. I mean, who couldn't love you? You're amazing, but I just—"

"It wasn't meant to be " Was all you vocalized.

"Maybe I can change things..."

"Lu,—" He abruptly stood, and rising towards you with haste.

Before you could even react, his hands had cupped your cheeks, his face moving towards your. Eyes widening, you shoved him off and away from you.

Staring shocked at your teary eyed friend who turned into such a grown man, you couldn't help but feel a tugging at your heart.

"I don't want you to feel like you have to kiss me because you feel guilty" your head lowered as you pushed him away more gently this time by placing a hand on his chest. "I want you to mean it..."

Luhan's head lowered, and he sunk to the ground dramatically, his head leaned against your knee.

"And I know you feel guilty that you can't be that person. But if you truly did love her, you'd turn around and go home to her right now"

"What?—"

"I don't want to see you here again"

Was he hearing you correctly? Surely, you wanted him here. Because Baekhyun had told him you'd been asking to see him for months...

"I'm not going to abandon you"

"You did it for ten months. You can learn to stay away permanently"

"Hell no—"

"Please Lu," you pleaded, hands digging into his hair to pull on his dark strands of hair.

"It hurts to see you"

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