#minah x oc

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❇︎Subtle Vivacity❇︎

BEBE! Bada Lee x OC Team! F Reader: The competition was growing in intensity every single minute that passed. Bada felt like a nervous wreck for the most part, but not because of the competition. It was because of you.

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Lia Kim strode towards the opposing side with a mission in mind, picking Mina Myoung as her no-respect dancer. You stared at the two, already envisioning the scene that was about to unfold. The details of the two old best friends having a fallout were no secret, and as you watched, the feeling of skepticism surged within you. 

As a dance teacher, you weren’t a stranger to young students having bad blood. But these were adults. People who could’ve worked it out behind the scenes, yet here they were, about to battle it out. And you just knew it was gonna be a shitshow.

The crews were absolutely hyped, their excitement filling the fight zone. However, your expression contorted, a grim gaze settling on your face, conveying a different feeling amidst the enthusiasm.

“This match-up is finally happening,” Yoonji says, and Rena of Tsubakill held her hands together, almost hoping for a good match.

“I understand having disagreements, but I’d be highly disappointed if they let their emotions get in the way of dance,” you told the camera during your confessional interview.

Dancing should be fun and full of expression that anyone can enjoy, but your expectations come low with this match-up, as you find your eyes fueling bitterness.

“You seem to have a lot of complaints.” “It’s not that I had complaints. The title of chief choreographer at 1MILLION. I wonder if you earned that solely with your effort.”

“It’s not like I stole it from anyone,” Lia Kim points at herself, her face showing off a slight arrogant feeling. As Mina talks, you begin to space out. The hostility in the air was something you didn’t want to hear.

“This feels like a waste of time and a waste of a battle,” you mumble, but Emi hears it, nodding at your statement. “Maybe they should just have a fistfight to duke it out,” the sub-leader jokes, and you laugh, lowering your head to conceal your reaction.

The battle begins, and as you watch, you can’t help but roll your eyes, eyeing the interaction in disdain. Mina couldn’t properly respect the battle, walking around and almost paying little to no attention to her old friend. She then approaches her opponent, and the two almost hit each other.

You scoff with a laugh, “They can’t be serious right now?”

Some dancers found it cool or scary, but you weren’t entertained, not at all. The rest of your crew could clearly be seen staying seated on your bench with looks of disgust. “Doesn’t look like Doyennes is enjoying the show,” Minah points out to her leader, causing Bada to look over in your direction discreetly.

She stared at your crew, seeing the repulsed faces. Your eyes looked bored yet stern as you watched the two dancers battling it out.

“They look fucking crazy,” you mouth silently, telling yourself, but as if Bada becomes the best mouth reader in the world, she understands as her eyes grow wide at your words.

Your eyes roll back as the battle ends, the scene that occurred leaving a sour taste in your mouth. “Should’ve just fought each other,” Bell says, and the rest just nod, not even having the energy to talk after that.

After a few other dances, the ace battles were about to begin. You find yourself turned around, delegating with your crew. “It's either you or Serena,” Athena says, and the other girls nod. You look over at Serena, your youngest, having the most wins and battles despite not showing everything she’s got.

“You think you’ll be up for it?” You question, and everyone looks at her as she gives you a determined nod. “Well, that fixes it then.”

Serena had gone up and challenged every single ace but wasn't chosen once. When it was her turn to pick, it was only between Waaxcky and Baby Sleek, one more hesitant than the other. Your youngest gives the two a friendly smile, “I’ll go with Baby Sleek.”

As if the whole room freezes at her choice, silence engulfs everyone but your crew, who cheer. “This one's gonna be good,” you hear Maya say as she and Bell giggle from behind you.

You stand up behind Serena, arms crossed, as she starts off hearing, “ZOO” by the artists of SM. The song choice has you smirking as Serena’s innocent eyes transform into an intense gaze. Your eyes glide to the right, staring directly at Bada, who you knew helped choreograph this song. Her eyes didn’t leave the younger dancer, probably wondering how she would dance to the song.

As the pre-chorus hits, Serena moves her body, hitting every tick she can, isolating the upper half of her body. She then goes on her knees, hitting dime stops as the chorus comes up. 

Just like a zoo!

Serena acts like an animal crawling on the floor as she bounces back up, hitting a move that feels almost impossible. She bent her back, showing her face upside down to Baby Sleek, then slid black down smoothly head first.

You were hyped, only showing a smile and little jumps at the tricks she pulled. 

The crowd was gradually getting into it, some cheers filling the air as Serena continued to showcase her dynamic moves. As the second verse approached, she switched to a more fluid style, transitioning between smooth waves and sharp pops. The versatility in her dance style was apparent, and the spectators were captivated by the unexpected yet impressive performance.

Baby Sleek, on the other hand, appeared a bit taken aback, her usually confident demeanor showing signs of uncertainty. The complexity of Serena's routine seemed to catch her off guard. Bada observed from her seat, a raised eyebrow indicating her surprise at the unfolding scene.

As the music reached its climax, Serena unleashed a flurry of quick footwork, perfectly in sync with the beats. The energy in the room heightened, and even those who initially doubted Serena's choice were now nodding in approval.

The final beats of the song echoed, and Serena struck a powerful pose, her eyes locking with Baby Sleek's. The room fell silent for a moment before erupting into cheers. Your crew, especially, erupted into joy, proud of Serena's stellar performance.

Bada's eyes were fixed on you, a subtle acknowledgment of the skill displayed by your crew's youngest member. Serena bowed to Baby Sleek, offering a smile, a gesture that carried sportsmanship.

As Serena returned to your crew, you gave her a nod of approval, “Good job. You killed it.” The younger dancer beamed with pride, her eyes gleaming with accomplishment.

The judges held their cards, and when the results were revealed, it was a unanimous decision in favor of Serena. Other crews had a go, even leading into the crew battles, but they finally revealed rankings for the no-respect battles. The show continued with all the groups having a crew dance battle. The day was now about to end with the rankings of each crew.

The crew rankings were announced, and Doyennes had taken second with ten wins and three losses. So when the girls retreat back to their rooms, they cheered. The adrenaline still lingering in everyone's veins.

“We killed that shit!” Maya squeals and Bell is seen hopping by her side, full of excitement. “If only I didn’t lose twice,” Athena grumbles, and Emi adds, “And if I didn’t lose once.” You shook your head at the girls, “Your battles were both against Wolf’Lo members. They’re tough to beat in battles. You guys did good regardless.”

“People should’ve danced against me more during the ace battles,” Serena mumbled as the other girls were cheering and trying to hype the other two up. You look at the youngest, knowing that look of disappointment anywhere. “Chin up, baby. You did good,” You tell her, taking a seat beside the young dancer as you rest your arm on her shoulders.

“Besides, they were scared of you out there. Take some pride in that,” You told her in Korean, and she smiled a little, feeling better at the words of encouragement.

The Korean was something that only you two bonded over the past few months, and Serena learned a lot from you. She knew you viewed her as your younger sister, and she also saw you as her older one.

“We’re gonna kill this competition,” Serena says, suddenly becoming bold with her words of choice. “We’ll show them who the Professors of Dance are,” You tell her, a confident smirk painted on your face.

Suddenly, the monitor turned on, and everyone saw Daniel. “Here we go again,” you heard Emi voice out. “Street Woman 2, the 1st battle, no respect, battle with the worst dancer. Did it help you figure out the other crews? To try and secure your ranking or go up in the ranking, here’s the next mission you’ll have to face soon.”

Everyone sits up except you, leaning back and relaxing on the sofa, almost knowing what the mission would be. “Your next mission is… the Class Mission.” You smile at the words. The mission where leaders had gone viral multiple times for their pieces. Safe to say you were excited, but you held it in, wanting to hear what the songs were first. 

“In the class mission, the elite members of each crew will be assigned to four classes. The leader class, sub-leader class, middle class, and rookie class. Each class will finish a dance video.”

“These are gonna be hard, but I know my girls are capable enough to hold their own,” you said in your confessionals.

“In each class, there will be one main dancer to be the protagonist in each video. The main dancer will get extra points, stand at the center of the video, and direct the dance video. Individual scores will be given out in the class mission. The points will be distributed differently in each class. The three fight judges will rank the dancers of each class from 1st to 9th places.”

“So we have to stand out regardless of whether we're the main dancer or not?” Maya questions, and you nod. 

Daniel explained the rest and the benefits that Wolf’Lo gets, and then the leaders began picking which dancers to put in which class.

You sat in another room, thinking hard about the next decisions you were about to make. One person from your crew would have to sit out, and 2 positions were already set in stone for the crew. You are in the leader class, and Emi is in the sub-leader class. So, who were the next choices? 

“I have to be smart about this,” you mumbled as the camera rolled and recorded each name you wrote down on your paper.

When thinking about the rookie class, you didn’t think of the least experienced member but the most youthful one, so Bell was your pick. You then contemplated the last three, Serena, Athena, and Maya. You wanted to put Serena in one of these classes, knowing she was such a strong dancer but Athen and Maya seemed to be a duo that worked like yin and yang, so you opted for the two instead.

“Joined by the best producers in South Korea, here are the songs for the class mission.”

“Oh, we get to hear them now?” Bell states, almost jumping in her seat like a rabbit.

The first song was the Dynamic Duo’s ‘Smoke.’ The crew listened and grinned as they stared at you. “The songs are totally your style, Lo,” Emi yelled, and everyone agreed and you sat there, only nodding your head as you listened to the song. It was aggressive and hip, something you were fond of hearing. “I can definitely work with that.”

Then Crush popped up on the screen, and you couldn’t help but roll your eyes, not being too fond of the artist. Ehem, with the things he’s done in the past that we don’t talk about.

It was then time to show ‘Click Like,’ and as much as you weren’t fond of the guy, you hated to say that the song was groovy and easy to listen to. “It sounds sexy as hell,” Emi says, almost pondering. It wasn’t exactly her strongest suit, as contemporary was storytelling, but she knew she could make it work somehow.

When ‘Swipe’ and ‘Twerk’ were revealed, you felt a weight come off your shoulders, knowing you picked the right girl for each class for sure.

It was finally the day to choose the choreography for each song and you danced in your designated hideout, doing some final markings for the dance. As the headphones settled comfortably over your ears with bass-boosted music, you didn’t hear the knock on the door. 

Bada peaks her head in, volunteering to get you as every other leader was in the fight zone, already preparing to present their dance. The leader of Bebe didn’t want to intrude and seemed like she was scoping out the competition; however, she couldn't resist gazing at you.

You weren’t facing the door, but Bada felt the immense aura you exuded, the power in your motions clearly pronounced even if you weren’t going all out.

You flaunted remarkable control over your body, a trait Bada undoubtedly possessed. Yet, there was a distinctive quality when it came to your interpretation of dance. The way she clearly saw your muscle flexing, the change in dynamics in certain parts, the way your blonde hair danced with you.

Safe to say, she felt a bit intimidated watching you.

After what felt like forever, Bada decides to step in, tapping your shoulder. You look over, seeing her with a friendly smile as you slip the headphones onto your collarbones, “Everyone else is downstairs now.” Your eyes somewhat widen at the words, and Bada finds your bewildered face adorable. Your siren eyes practically turned into large innocent bubbles.

“Oh god, I’m sorry. Did I make you guys wait for too long?” You ask, settling your devices onto the table as you pat your clothes down a bit. “No, we were gonna start in ten, but I just wanted to let you know,” Bada tells you, not wanting to admit that she basically spent three of those ten minutes staring at your dance. 

“Well, thanks for letting me know,” you tell her, then sipping on your water. “Let’s go down now?” You question, and she nods, moving to the side to let you pass. She closes the door for you. “What a gentlewoman,” you tease, and Bada’s cheeks go pink, making you chuckle at the flustered sight.

As you guys make your way down, you see all the leaders seated on the floor, and the two of you decide to sit next to each other on the rear end. Halo then goes first, and you stare at the dance with dull eyes. She made it work, but as a collective team? It didn’t suit a group performance, or any of the other leaders for that matter.

The feedback was lethal, which was expected in this class. It felt like a barrage of bullets targeting each dancer as they showed their pieces. Nob, Funky Y, Mina, Lia, Kirsten, and Akanen faced the same feat, everyone having more unfavorable things to say about their dances. You stayed quiet for the most part until it was only you and Bada left.

Deciding to go next, you stood on the walkway, rolling your neck a bit. Other crews watched in their hideouts and couldn’t help but compliment you over and over again even if you hadn’t started yet. 

“God, how can someone look so cool?” 

“Doesn’t she look like a Barbie?”

“This mission was probably a piece of cake for her.”

As you began, Bada expected highly of you from what she had already seen from her sneaky preview and you didn’t disappoint. You played it smart, and the choreography was easy to follow. It would appeal to the audience, and Bada knew, with a face like that, you were stealing everyone's hearts as they watched you.

The movement of your hips were fluid, and each move connected perfectly with power and energy. 

This had Bada feeling nervous.

She believed that you and Kirsten were her biggest competitors but for different reasons. Kirsten was a dancer who had the most unique style amongst all the leaders, making any dance her own.

You, on the other hand, were the most similar to her, but almost felt like a better version. You were taller, had more experience, excelled in advanced styles of dance, won competitions, and worked with several global artists.

At this point, you were the only one to look out for.

You ended up blowing out a flame on your pointer finger, and Bada wanted to clap for you but held back. “It definitely felt the coolest as of right now,” Funky Y said, “but I think only some of us can pull this off.”

“This is a dance I would like to do, the power, the fluidity, dynamics. It was entertaining to watch,” Kirsten says, and you nod at her, appreciating your friends feed back. For the most part, everyone said similar things.

Then it was Bada’s turn, and as soon as she began, you knew the fight would be tough. Bada seemed to embody the song perfectly, and it had you smirking. ‘I’m so fucked,’ was what you thought. The tall leader was the definition of charisma and charm, and it irritated you a little bit.

It was a competition, and you were admiring a competitor. 

In most cases, you’d be okay with this, but seeing how you and Bada almost mirrored each other in a way didn’t sit well in your mind. It felt a little unsettling, not realizing the similarities until the she danced.

“While watching Bada, I could find no flaws,” Halo says. That’s when a lot of the compliments were rolling in, and somehow, the two of you were now in the same boat. The votes were evenly split, four for you and four for Bada. Then Mina brings up a point that the choreos chosen seemed to be easy to steal.

That somehow caused a stir for people to reevaluate their decision, but in the end, Bada ended up taking the crown. You pat her on the back, “Congrats.” “Thank you,” she bows at you.

"Your choreography is fun... just don't get too comfortable now," you playfully tease, but she senses a hint of seriousness in your words. "Don't worry, I'm not. I can't be, especially with you in this competition," Bada teases back, and your eyebrow raises at the playful tone.

You held a sly smirk. 

Let the fun begin.

It was now time for the leader class to perform, and you stood beside Kirsten as you waited for your turn. “You ready for this?” Kirsten whispered to you, leaning in a bit. “Always am,” you confidently stated with a smile.

The first group went first, but your attention was fixated on Bada the entire time. You marked the routine as the song played, but your eyes couldn’t stray away from her alluring figure. As Bada rolled her hips, you couldn't help but let out a low groan.

How could someone be so sexy? Bada could quite literally just stand there, and STILL look that good.

As your group took the stage, you casually fixed your hair into a low ponytail. The music started, and during the lighter parts, your expression changed, and your thumb flick signaled the beginning of what promised to be an extraordinary performance. You seemed lost in your own world, drawing everyone's attention with captivating expressions.

You danced with an approach that seemed like a mix of Bada and Kirsten. The power and force were Bada’s style, but the usage of space and foot work were similar to Kirsten.

It wasn’t “their style” but while watching the two practice for a bit, you brain picked up certain portions that you liked from each. The group finishes off and you and Kirsten pose with your left hands on your back, the hand interpreted lighter and its flame, and a little reverb to the movements.

The announcement of a reaudition brought a momentary sigh. Akanen and Bada performed first. Despite Akanen's skill, Bada's towering presence seemed to overshadow her. The tall dancer felt like a lion on that stage, and everyone had to be wary of it.

When it was your turn, dancing with Kirsten felt like a trip down memory lane. The camaraderie and playfulness between you two filled the stage with an energy echoing the past. Both leaders strategically occupied the space, ensuring every eye was fixated on them. Bada, in particular, watched you intently, her gaze never wavering.

You two work so well together, Bada thought. She wasn’t sure if she felt jealousy bubbling within her or anxiety. You and Kirsten were just too good to overlook. Bada would’ve liked to put the two of in your place to show who the better dancer is amongst you three.

But seeing how all these interactions with you… it felt like you were putting Bada in her place without even trying.

The duo of you and Kirsten ended and cheers, screams, and yells could just be heard. Yet when they hear Shownu speak again, the fight zone quiets down.

The announcement of a reaudition between you and Bada sparked more excitement. Speculations about the impending battle buzzed among the crews. "This battle is gonna be intense," Harimu exclaimed. Baby Sleek pondered on the similarities between your dancing styles, a sentiment echoed by Halo, who had a front-row seat to the choreography selection.

As you and Bada stood in the middle of the stage, the energy was electric, ready to set it on fire. The music played and the synchronization of your movements to each lyric showcased a dance battle that promised to be nothing short of thrilling.

Light it up.

As you and Bada approached the flickering flame, there was an undeniable intensity in the air. The atmosphere charged with electric energy as the two of you prepared to unleash pure power onto the dance floor. The crews, judges, and Daniel could sense that something extraordinary was about to happen.

As you both simultaneously blew out the flame, the movements displayed the grand usage the two of you had on your bodies. They were aggressive, energetic, and filled with intensity that seemed unreal to everyone else as they watched on the sidelines.

Your chemistry with Bada was visible, and as the two of you danced side by side, it felt as if the entire room was witnessing a performance by a duo that had been seamlessly engulfed in dance together for years.

The synergy between your movements was more than just coordination; it was a shared language, a non-verbal dialogue that spoke volumes about the connection you shared. The dance floor became a canvas, and each step, each gesture, painted a vivid picture of unity.

The unfolding scene was hypnotic. The onlookers were drawn into a trance as they heard the resounding echoes of your footsteps and witnessed the unparalleled control you both had over your limbs. So when the two of you ended the performance, both facing the judges as you both blow out the flame, you heard the clapping around you, everyone acknowledging the two of you as amazing dancers.

As the judges discussed, the decision felt like it could go either way. Many of the crews pointed out that both of you should just be the main dancer instead, end of story. You peer over to your right, feeling Bada’s ansty movements, as she couldn’t stand still. 

“No matter who wins, you did amazing,” you whisper, leaning into her ear as you pull her into a side hug, gripping her waist ever so slightly. Bada’s body heats up at the feeling of your breath on her ear, and she feels even more nervous. 

But now, it was because of you. 

Your large hands felt warm, and your slender fingers wrapped on one side of her waist, a sensation she didn’t know she needed. Before Bada could respond, the three judges sat back down, and Shownu brought the mic up, “The main dancer we chose for this class is…”

The anticipation seemed to tighten its grip on Bada, making her almost oblivious to her own actions as she subconsciously held your hand. You glanced down, a slight smile playing on your lips as you met her gaze. The announcement of "Bada" prompted a heavy sigh of relief from Bebe's leader.

You clapped, pulling her into a genuine hug. "You were insane," you mumbled, planting a kiss on her temple, feeling honored to engage in such an intense competition.

Monika, beginning to explain the challenging decision, expressed, "You two felt like one person dancing on stage. I still can’t wrap my head around it, in all honesty. The choice ultimately came down to who we felt fit the song better, and that was Bada."

"The two of you, being tall dancers, feels like you’ve started something revolutionary," she continued, and both of you bowed, smiles etched on your faces.

After the competition, you found yourself alone in your hideout, taking a moment to rest. A knock interrupted your light nap, and you welcomed Bada in with a smile. "What’s up, main dancer?" she greeted with a chuckle. "I saw the lights still open in here and just wanted to make sure everything was okay."

"That’s sweet of you," you replied, sitting up. "But I’m fine. Just wanted a little break before heading out." Bada suggested heading out together, and you agreed, ensuring you had everything before leaving.

As you walked together, Bada broke the silence. "The way you dance… It’s so entrancing." You smiled at her. "Dance has been the only thing I’ve known for years, Lee, so I’d hope it feels like that."

“Maybe you can teach me one day?” Bada asks, her face full of mischievousness, but she is being literal.

Who wouldn’t wanna learn from the famous Lotus?

In Bada’s mind, you were someone that people wanted to be. Maybe she wanted something more out of the lessons from you, but only time could tell right now.

Bada had expected you to just laugh and shake off the idea, but while walking, you look at her straight in the eyes, not breaking any eye contact as she sees a smirk on your plush lips.

“When the show doesn’t take up our schedules, I’ll take you up on that offer.” You wink, walking away, into your car, leaving Bada standing there a bit distraught.

Well… I’m screwed, Bada thought while walking away, hands covering her eyes as she shook her head, trying to calm down her flustered self again.

You were dangerous for her, and it felt like you could possibly be Bada’s downfall in this competition.

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Masterlist

My never ending list of SVT fics

Circles Universe

The main story is Circles and the rest are spin offs based in that same universe.

Circles (jeonghan x oc x seungcheol)

genre: drama, angst, romance, comedy, professor au (jeonghan and seungcheol), oc owns a cafe, oc has trauma

Love Letter (jeonghan x oc)

Simple (wonwoo x oc)

Smile Flower (joshua x oc)

Pretty U (mingyu x oc)

Light a Flame (seungcheol x oc)

Stray Series

Stray (wonwoo x oc)

genre: romance, slice of life, comedy, fluff, university au, slight badboy wonwoo, other ocs dating svt members

Husband and Wife Universe

In which, this is all one universe but it doesn't necessarily go by chapters. They're just random stories about some seventeen members and their wives (ocs I've created)

Some background about this: Ikaya (Scoups' wife) and Serena (Joshua's wife) are the sisters of Jeonghan. Cami is Jeonghan's wife, Niki is Mingyu's wife, and Minah is Chan's wife.

S E U N G C H E O L

J E O N G H A N

J O S H U A

M I N G Y U

C H A N

S O O N Y O U N G

Victorian Era Universe (wonwoo x oc x soonyoung

Oneshots, scenarios, and blurbs about victorian era wonwoo and soonyoung that follow this universe i created. Additional background may need to be read in order to understand the stories, which will be included in the beginning of posts.

genre: victorian era, polyamorous relationship, romance, fantasy, magic, supernatural, drama, angst, university for magic and knights, magical creatures

Endless Moment Series (svt x multiple ocs)

genre: romance, drama, comedy, supernatural creatures, vampires, witches, abilities, fantasy

Carat Publishing House (svt x multiple ocs)

genre: romance, comedy, fluff, office, drama, maybe angst

Oneshots/Short Series

Random oneshots and drabbles that come to mind c:

W O N W O O

[5:27] || fluff, cute

tire you out || fluff, tiny suggestive content

little hands || fluff, cute

S O O N Y O U N G

Even if it's not Him || angst

J E O N G H A N

Afraid || angst, smut

[1:48] || fluff, cute

J O S H U A

[9:18] || fluff, cute

[neoswift]

𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐈 𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐔𝐒!

dreamies — crush mo daw ako?

dream 00 line + mark — my exes as moira dela torre songs! [ 01 ] [ 02 ]

mark — ‘wag ka nang mawala.

mark — wake me. [ 01 ] [ 02 ]

mark — o, kay tagal din kitang minahal [ 01 ]

renjun — asan ka na ba?

renjun — bad enough for you! [ 01 ] [ 02 ]

jeno — lf: 22 y/o civil eng student—

haechan — bakit zygote…?

haechan — nahack ng lola amour

haechan — catastrophic blues (roommate!hyuck)

haechan — co-parenting (requested!) [ 01 ] [ 02 ]

haechan — back to december

jaemin — basta ikaw.

jaemin — him as your ka-situationship

jaemin — call it what you want (requested!)

jaemin — rich boy!jaemin masterlist

jaemin — happy new year!

jaemin — clandestine meetings

ryujin — roommate!ryujin

coming soon!

𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐓𝐇 𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐔𝐒!

accidentally in love

PAIRING. jeno x fem!oc

SUMMARY. after a photo of him and his co-star makes the headlines, jeno finds himself in a complicated situation with percy kim, his castmate who seems to have some resentment towards him.

[ or alternatively: maybe percy needs to stop holding grudges against her co-star, and maybe jeno needs to study his lines instead of his fake girlfriend. ]

on going!

stay stay stay

PAIRING. haechan x fem!oc

SUMMARY. kung saan aksidenteng napost ni tala ang picture ng non-showbiz boyfriend niyang si donghyuck.

labyrinth

PAIRING. haechan x fem!oc

SUMMARY. hyuck and via have been in the same friend group for years, pero dahil sa dalang nila mag-interact, everyone thinks they don’t like each other. siguro ‘di lang talaga sila close… right?

on going!

paligoy-ligoy

PAIRING. jaemin x reader

SUMMARY. kung saan kumalat na halos sa buong university niyo na may crush ka sa 3rd year pharma student na si jaemin na.

crazy, beautiful you.

PAIRING. jaemin x fem!oc

SUMMARY. after causing trouble (again), a spoiled rich kid is forced to stay with her estranged mother for two months. there, she meets jaemin na, a med student volunteer for the medical mission, who is assigned to be her ‘chaperone’.

got me thinking nonsense!

PAIRING.    jaemin x fem!oc SYNOPSIS.    what are the odds na ‘yung kalandian mo turns out to be the same person na lagi mong kaaway sa twitter? for sab’s case—probably 10/10.

on going!

— do not steal/translate/repost my works anywhere.

[sveasauvageon]

Svea's Instagram Part II || GW/HSWW

☾♔; March 8, 2018 ☾♔; sotd: No Vacancy by Amir (also OneRepublic) ☾♔; comedian otd: SAM MF-ING BEE ☾♔; Character Development (procrastination) ☾♔; {G: GW} https://goo.gl/XSTtMc ☾♔; mod(s): @.themadmonarchist @.maybones et moi ☾♔; {G: HSWW} https://goo.gl/PnjH23 ☾♔; Mod(s): @.miky94

// more GW-set than HSWW-set, but eh, still fits with both //

|| featured not-mine characters (comments and insta) || - Minah Delacroix | @.maybones - Tyler Lee | @.maybones - Eloise Avery | @.themadmonarchist - Theo Nott | @.themadmonarchist - Syn Lothbrok | @.ghostpastey - Damien Greaves | @.natasha-maree13 - Mason Thygeson | @.melophilia-c - Henry Clark | @.lady-stoneheart

*feel free to add comments you want to add from your characters, just write it in the comment section below and include the post number as well please*

1. My beloveds! @.Eloise @.Minah @.Syn #YoullNeverBeAsBeautifulAsMyGurls 😍 😘 Comments: Eloise: Love you both tooo! We all need to go somewhere for the weekend- I feel like we never actually get to do anything anymore #7thyearmisery Svea: YESS!!! we need to apparate somewhere old and classy asap. Prague? Yekaterinburg? Vienna? Eloise: Can we go to all of them? Svea: I'm onboard. Minah: Paris as the last stop, we need to get new matching gowns ;) Svea: then Stockholm too! there's a new Wizard's High Street by Drottningholms slott! Eloise: always.

2. On Wednesdays we study like hell, because we have assignments due! Also, we wear white. #QueenE #EmpressM #DuchessS #EatYourHeartOutGW Photographer; Henry Clark, hence the stupid discount sepia tone (FFS, just use the HD light settings or whatever you nerd)   Comments: Eloise: #whitewednesday Theo: Still don't understand whatever that was about... Svea: it's the #aesthetic of rulers T. Duh-doi!

3. Nyke Svea Estelle hen Sauvageon Lentrot, hen Valyrio Uēpo ānogār iksan.Valyrio muño ēngos ñuhys issa.

4. Breakfast with Grandpapa and Grandmama. Someone was in trouble~~~ It was me. She was mad mother got to meet ze "boyfriend" first. 😑 Comments: Eloise: I want to meet your grandparents.. you don't want to meet mine though :p Svea: aww, darling, come live with us forever! Grandmama will love you more than we love Euphoria! Eloise: I like her already Svea: she'll have an entire suite ready for you by christmas. Eloise: :)

5. Slay #EmpressM #ItGirl 😘 Comments: Eloise: let's be honest, when isn't she slaying? Svea: true Minah: Modesty aside, when aren't we slaying, though? Svea: Marie Antoinette's got nothing on us. Eloise: true though

6. A very smartly dressed Damien Greaves with his default sour mug. A smile every now and then won't kill you, you know. Comments: Damien: Sure it won't kill me but it could mean that someone else is going to die. Do you really think the world needs that Svea? Svea: I want to say no, but sometimes I'm so very tempted.

7. Shopping in Malmö with #Eloise and #Minah. Did we stop by Malmö Arena? OF COURSE! Loreen's aura is still in there! #TonightEternitysAnOpenDoor 💃🎉 Comments: Eloise: I can still hear her voice in my head. Theo: @.Eloise you sure that isn't Tyler's high-pitched tone invading your thoughts? Svea: how very dare you. Tyler's a great singer, but more importantly, LOREEN IS MAJESTIC AND ETHEREAL! HER VOICE IS ETERNAL! Theo: That shrieking is not singing. Svea: If you're talking about T, I'll let it go. You two continue with your weird Love/Hate relationship, but if you're talking about Loreen, soz E, but I gotta Reducto the hell out of your boyfriend. Theo:I was talking about Tyler. Also, I've never heard Loreen and I'm perfectly content with it. Svea: -gasp- you live in a world without light. Well, at least we now know what sound will be filling the Slytherin Dungeons all year long now. Minah: Someone please educate Theo, he needs to be introduced/induced to the Euphoria. Also @.Theo you know I hate Tyler, but you gotta admit he's actually a pretty decent singer #icantbelieveimsayingthis Svea: I know you disapprove, but this is going straight to #GW IT'S FINALLY HAPPENING! THE SHIP IS SAILING! Eloise: Give him some time. I literally just got him to admit that he likes Stromae. Maybe in the next 20 years he'll admit that Loren is a goddess and Euphoria is the anthem of our lives. Also, yes. Tyler does have a nice voice. Theo: @.Minah I hope you know that I am currently screenshotting this to remind you of the lowest point in your life. Svea: I'm screenshotting it to remind her of the beginning of the highest point in her life. okay, second highest. esc is always number one.

8. I don't know how this happened. I can't remember anything. Please explain @.seven.deadly.syns.

9. I DO BELIEVE IN YOU DIMA BILAN!!! MARRY ME! 😍💖💓💒

10. JUST KISS ALREADY!!! @.MASON @SYN 🤞😣

11. He won a bear at the shooting. After two hours and £150. #MuggleCarnival thing.

12. A traditional Sauvageon Midsummer ball. The muggles can dance around their majstån, but we'll be celebrating in style. With #Eloise #Minah #Tyler #Syn #Theo #Damien #Henry #Xander #HouseSauvageon Comments: Lili: don't act cool, we did the maypole dance in the morning. Svea: shush, don't reveal how weird Sverige can be to the rest of the world!

[butterflykeisuke]

PRETTY BOY

(Izana x F!Reader)

Δ “Dun tayo sa Hapon, para ahon” a very random au na kung saan maligaya tayong lahat dahil walang patay na character. Halina't samahan si Y/n sa kaniyang adventures upang landiin ang transferee sa kanilang klase na si Izana Kurokawa

Δ pairings: izana x filipina,f!reader

Δ status: discontinued

Δ none of the characters are mine except for my oc's. plagiarism is a crime, tae na nga gawa q nanakawin mo pa bwct ka

Warnings: Cringy, Random, Walang sinusunod na plot sa tokrev universe para happy tayong lahat

y/n's bitch club

tondo revengers

kabanata 1: pretty boy

kabanata 2: unang araw palang minahal na kita.mp3

kabanata 3: persmob

kabanata 4: paki-explain 10q

kabanata 5: coz mama i'm inlove with a criminal.mp3

kabanata 6: fast talk

kabanata 7: date?

kabanata 8: date.

kabanata 9: calls

kabanata 10: beep beep

kabanata 11: whomstve

kabanata 12: pash pash

[jaelixs]

⌗︎ 𝚖𝚒𝚡𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝

⌗︎ 𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢.  in which, sujin's attempt to set her best friend up with her crush doesn’t seem to go as planned.

⌗︎ 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎.  smau, friends to lovers, youtuber!enha, non idol!au, fluff

⌗︎ 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐.  sunghoon x oc x jake

⌗︎ 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐.  enhypen, shin yuna as minah, p1harmony’s keeho and theo, epex’s donghyun, kim doyeon as go jiho

⌗︎ 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜.  pure chaos, possible curse words, potential angst

⌗︎ 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍.  9. 4. 2021.

⌗︎ 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚜.  coming soon.

⌗︎ 𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝.  open !

⌗︎ 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚜.  [1] [2] [3]

⌗︎ 𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚜. @enhacolor @julietblackk @mykalon

[lovelylusts]

SERIES ANNOUNCEMENT: Paranoia || OT7

The gang decides to spend their Spring Break at a lake in Chuncheon. Tension courses throughout the trip, until a game of Paranoia halfway through the trip reveals too much about the group of friends.

Pairing: OT7 x respective OCs

Genre: College!AU, SpringBreak!AU, smut, fluff, angst, comedy

Warnings: specified in each chapter

Total word count: tbd

{Introducing a series I just started working on, the Paranoia series! This is based off a game my friends and I used to play at lunch during school and it’s actually how my first boyfriend and I started dating lmao. I wanted to try taking on a bigger project than I usually do, and I recently got very inspired by watching In the Soop. I plan to start releasing these after October because I’m planning some Kinktober drabbles. Also, I’m changing up my story layouts just a bit since my other ones look a little bit amateur. If you guys want to be added to a taglist, comment below, message me, or send me an ask!}

Information below is subject to change:

The sexual tension between Seokjin and Kyungja wouldn’t be so bad if they didn’t like each other. But these two idiots are head-over-heels for each other, and everyone around them knows it but them.

Pairing: Kim Seokjin x OC

Genre: College!AU, SpringBreak!AU, smut, fluff, angst?

Warnings: sexual tension, like a lot of it, more to be added

Word count: tbd

Yoongi and Songjin have been best friends for a good chunk of their lives, and, well, Yoongi just really wants to help a friend out.

Pairing: Min Yoongi x OC

Genre: College!AU, SpringBreak!AU, smut, fluff

Warnings: oral sex (f receiving), handjob, more to be added

Word count: tbd

Eunha loves to dance, and Hoseok would love for Eunha to dance on him, but this time, outside of their college’s dance studio.

Pairing: Jung Hoseok x OC

Genre: College!AU, SpringBreak!AU, smut, fluff

Warnings: lap dance, mentions of exhibitionism, more to be added

Word count: tbd

Namjoon and Sunhwa have been dating for nearly a year with a fulfilling sex life - except for the fact they were both too scared to have the kink talk.

Pairing: Kim Namjoon x OC

Genre: College!AU, SpringBreak!AU, smut, fluff, angst?

Warnings: shoelace bondage (you’ll see), spanking, more to be added

Word count: tbd

Jimin and Seulgi are roommates who happen to have sex. A lot. But there’s just one slight issue: Seulgi secretly likes her fuckbuddy.

Pairing: Park Jimin x OC

Genre: College!AU, SpringBreak!AU, smut, fluff?, angst?

Warnings: switch!Jimin, exhibitionistic masturbation, more to be added

Word count: tbd

After being with Taehyung for nearly four years, as well as being a sophomore in college, Jiyeon begins to feel uneasy about the future she had always dreamed of. Sometimes accidents are meant to happen.

Pairing: Kim Taehyung x OC

Genre: College!AU, SpringBreak!AU, smut, fluff, angst

Warnings: insecurity, impregnation kink, more to be added

Word count: tbd

Jungkook and Minah have been dating for a few months, and now they’re finally ready for the next step - it’s just a matter of finding the right time.

Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x OC

Genre: College!AU, SpringBreak!AU, smut

Warnings: older oc, first time, more to be added

Word count: tbd

[issabangtanfic]

[Jungkook] The Windmill House (Chapter 8)

Masterlist

Synopsis: When for once rich doesn’t rhyme with Christian Grey.

Pairing: Jungkook x OC

A/N: Feel free to submit a cover! Tell me what you think in my inbox! Enjoy!

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Swinging my bag over my shoulder and tucking it under my armpit, pick up the large box containing my brand new set of portfolios I just picked up from the printing store. The box obstructing my vision, I trust my instincts to guide me to the office. I close my trunk with one free hand and walk a few steps, peeking to the side of the box to watch for the steps before the double doors.

I give one of the doors a great push with my feet, but it comes back too fast and slams right into me as I try to walk in. Squealing, I lose my balance and send the box flying, falling onto my butt spectacularly.

“Damn it.” I mutter to myself, looking at the dozen of my portfolios scattered next to the tipped box. I reach for one but almost grab two leather shoes.

“I can’t believe how clumsy you are.” Mr.Jeon crouches down before my eyes, all grey suit and sickening looks. I nearly jump.

“What are you doing here?” I ask, my face a mix of horror and surprise.

“I came to pay my consultation fees.” He explains, pricking up each of my photo books and stacking them. I give myself a mental slap and help him clean my mess.

“You forgot to charge me.” He adds. Yeah, that was a detail I wish no one would have noticed.

“Did I?” I feign surprise, and he answers with a soft chuckle. ’S’all good now.” He says reassuringly, getting back up with a cheetah’s ease. He stretches a hand down to me.

“I always pay my debts.” He declares.  I take his hands and try to ignore how it feels around mine and he helps me up, before handing me my box.

“Do you think you’ll be okay with this?” He asks once I can’t see him anymore, and I hear him press the button for the elevator.

“Yes, thank you.” I murmur, so glad that my crimson face is hidden from his view by the cardboard box.

“Have a good day.” I hear him say to me as I step in. Please go away. I punch the third floor button.

“You too.” I choke out as the doors close. I sigh deeply. Please let this be the last of last times I see this man.

“Hi everyone.” I call once I enter the office.

“Morning. You just missed Mr. HotButtocks.”  Jade teases, eyebrows wriggling. Oh, please.

“Who she forgot to charge for the consultations.” Fred chimes in before I can answer, appearing behind Ava with a bunch of folders in his hands. Oh, crap.

“Well, it wasn’t-“

“Save it. He tipped. A lot.” He cuts me off. I almost sigh in relief. “What’s all this?” He asks me.

“Port folios.” I reply, starting to walk to my office again. This is getting heavy.

“Need help?” I hear Ava call after me. I look at her over my shoulder.

“I got it! It’s pancakes that I need Ava!” I retort. When I turn my head back and make a turn down the hallway, I bump into a firm chest,  sending my package flying once more. The content pilled on the floor, I look up to the man in front of me.

“Oh, I’m sorry.” The tall, platinum blonde asian guy says, crouching down to clean the mess. 

“It’s okay.” I reply, more intrigued by the reason of his presence than anything.  I join him on the floor, quickly throwing my portfolios back into the box.

“Kim Namjoon.” He pauses to streatch his hand out.  “I’m the new architect.”

The new architect?

“I’m Maya Fair. Nice to meet you.” I reply, shaking his hand. 

“I had no idea Fred had hired someone.” I tell hm, unable to hide my surprise.

“He thinks it could be plus for the company to have both designers and architects.” My new colleague says to me. It’s not a stupid idea.

“He also told me you would be my partner.” He adds, lifting himself off the floor with the bax in his arms.

“Partner?” I repeat, rising to my feet.

“We have our first client who asked for both a designer and an architect.” He says as I open the door to my office. We’re already starting?!

“It’s 10 ten in the morning.” I gape at him. I’m sure Fred hasn’t communicated on it yet, how would anybody now we have an architect?

“It’s good friend of mine.” He clears up as we both step into my office. Oooh.

“Oh, Maya.” Fred calls from outside the door.

“I see you’ve met Namjoon.” He smiles at the newest employee.

“Yes, he just told me about the two-in-one.” I tell him.

“Then, you’re fine. I gotta go. Bye!” He sings, nearly pirouetting his way out of my office. Namjoon and I both chuckle at him.

“Where should I put this?” He asks, my package still in his hands,

“I could take advantage of your height and have you put it up here.” I propose, pointing at my unused top shelf reserved for my drawing equipment.

“No problem.” Namjoon replies, placing the box on the shelf with ease and grace I could never have.

I thank him warmly and ask him about our appointment today.

“It’s at 2pm, downtown near the design museum. Should we take my car?” He proposes. I don’t mind not driving for once. This two-in-one package has its perks.

“Sure.” I reply.

“I’ll leave you to it, then. See you.” He greets before leaving my office. Taking a cleansing breath, I slide behind my desk, ready to get to work.

“Cute, right?”

I look up and see Ava standing in my doorway, hip jutted ou and a plate of pancakes in her hand. I chuckle rolling my eyes.

“What about Eli?” I shoot back.

“No one’s above Elijah. But he is cute, right?” She replis, walking over to my desk. Ava is addicted to men, it’s crazy. I grab a pancake and shove it down my throat.

“M’yeah.” I mumble. He is cute, but the. real snack is that pancake for me.

“He’s from Seoul, graduated from Barlett, and worked with people like Emma Thomson and the Beckham’s.” She gives me his whole resume without me asking, raising her eyebrows in excitement. So he’s high class, huh?

“Aren’t we a little small for him?” I raise a brow, and Ava replies with a clueless shrug.

“You know, Maya.” She trails off. “I had no idea Jeon was putting you through all this.”

“It’s fine, Ava. Really.” I reply dismissively, reaching out for a second pancake. 

“It’s all behind me now.” I reassure her.

“I can’t wait to get back to work actually.” I say excitedly.

“Well, I’ll let you do just that.” She declares, turning on her heels.

“Thanks for the pancakes!” I say to her back before she exits the room.

-

“Miss Fair?”

I lift my head from my scribbles and see Mr.Namjoon standing in the doorway of my office.

“It’s Maya. We’re colleagues.” I give him a warm smile that he returns immediately.

“Okay well, you can call me Joon if you want. ” He says to me.

“Joon. Is it time?” I ask him.

“Yep.”

“I’ll be there in a minute.”

“I’ll be outside.” He says before closing the door and ambling off. I quickly gather my belongings, my portfolio, my tablet and my note bad, before joining Namjoon at the elevator.

“Who are we meeting?” I ask him.

“Choi Minah. A friend from Seoul.” He explains. I’m meeting a lot of Korean people these days. From Mr.Jeon to him to Mrs.Choi.

“Oh.”

“She’s a designer for Alexander McQueen.” He tells me, though I don’t really know what to do with this information.

“Interesting.” I say to myself. So he’s a high-class architect bringing us his high-class clients. Why did he settle for us? We are way too small of a company.

-

“A round apartment in a square building?” I utter once we're out of the appointment. Miss Choi has been very friendly with us, she's easy going, funny and very elegant as I had imagined, but she's also very edgy.

She likes vintage decors, clothes and even vintage movies. She lives in the wrong century. Her requirements were...disruptive. Not impossible to realize, just very...interesting.

“Rita doesn’t do conventional.” Namjoon explains as we walk back to his car. We both know that's an understatement. She's unique.

“Had the building been round she would’ve wanted a triangle house.” He muses.

“If she’s opting for minimalism I won’t be much help.” I retort. The project sounds amazing, but I don't see how I can ring much to it. Namjoon might as well have gone alone and asked for advice if be needed any.

“Of course you would. You’ve done plenty of such projects.” He counters.

“How do you know?” I ask, squinting my eyes at him. He gives me an embarrassed smile.

“I borrowed one of your portfolios.” He admits. 

“Borrowed?” I repeat. When did he do that.

“It fell out of your box.” He says. I lift an eyebrow. What a sneaky dude.

“I was going to give it back, I promise.” He says reassuringly. Oh, whatever.

"Well we could trade portfolios. I'd like to see your work." I tell him.

"I'll get you- Oh.” Namjoon freezes and stops in his tracks, eyes glued to a sign. Looking in the same direction, I realise we’re in front of the design museum, and he is reading the colourful banner above the entry.

“An RCR exposition?” He says under his breath.

“What’s that?” I enquire, clueless.

“Rafael Aranda, Carme Pigen dnd Ramon Vilalta, three of the best architects in the entire world." He nearly gushes, a smile stretching his face. Well, if you say so…

 “I knew they were in London to work on a house, but I had no idea they would have an exposition here.” He mumbles to himself, frowning deeply. I read the sign.

“It’s the last day.” I remark. “Do you want to have a quick look?” I propose, and he directs his frown to me.

“Shouldn’t we get back to the office?” He says. Well, we can always take the long way home.

“Fred won’t know.” I say reassuringly, I always make pit stops between meetings if I ever have to.

“I don’t know if I should be doing this on my first day.” He mumbles, scratching the back of his neck.  Don’t tell me he’s a bootlicker!

“Oh, come on.” I refrain an eye roll. “We can be out in ten minutes. Plus, it’s your last chance.” I argue, and that seems to do the trick.

“A quick look then.” He says quietly, refraining a smile to hide his excitement. 

Jeez, he must really love these guys. As an interior designer I’ve always been interested in architecture. I have always admired the way our ancestors have pushed the limits of what we could build, of how they could create entire spaces that tell stories. 

Namjoon. and I walk into the museum and amble in the middle f the exhibit. For someone so excited about these architect, my colleague seems to be skimming over each model and picture quite fast, almost as if h was looking for something.

“It’s there.” He nearly gasps, stopping in front of a replica of a cubic, rainbow-gradient coloured building.

“El petit Combe.” He says. I take a closer loo at the colourful yet minimalistic square.

“They made this in collaboration with Lego’s.” He explains to me. Now that I know that, I’m less bothered by all the squareness of the place.

“Playing with Lego’s is actually what made me want to be an architect. Before my parents would start buying me equipment to draw plans, I would use Lego’s to build models.” He explains to me. What a lovely story. And what a ingenious kid he must have been! I remember doing the exact same thing with Lego’s whenever I wanted to change the layout of my bedroom, but when I was a teen.

“And this actually is a school in Spain.” He says, pointing at “El Petit Combe”.

“Imagine going to school in a Lego building.” He whispers to himself. His passion for architecture is nearly palpable, the excitement in his eyes visible and almost contagious.

“Are they building a Lego house in London? Is that why they’re here?” I enquire, which makes him chuckle.

“I wish.” He says, walking away from his favorite piece. I follow him to wards the back of the room to see the rest of the exhibit. “I haven’t been up to date with the project, but I think they’re finishing their Mesh Manor.”

“Mesh Manor?”

“Ever heard of the Mesh House in Hampstead?”

I shake my head, and he fishes his phone out of his pocket.

“It looks like this.” He says, showing me a picture. Ah, mesh as in mesh textures in modelling softwares!

“They’re using the same concept but making it their own. On a bigger scale.” He explains. “Speaking of the devil.”

He stops in front of a replica of what would be the manor. My brain can’t really wrap itself around the idea of having such a big building built like this. The scale of this project is huge. But it doesn’t feel at all like a manor, just like a manor-size piece of contemporary art.

“You can hardly call this a manor.” I remark.

“It fits the definition.” He retorts. I mean, yeah, if it comes with enough land.

“I wonder what the inside looks like.” I muse. I am currently imagining luxurious minimalism, which of course would fit but which I am also bored of.

“I’m curious to see what they were trying to express with this.” I tell myself. “I hope it’s not minimalism.”

“Well, you could see for yourself.”

When I snap my head towards Namjoon, he’s reading a leaflet he found next to the description of the replica.

“They’re doing an inauguration party.” He tells me. Oh, do they?! I could go with Sidney. She loves acting fancy.

“Certified designers and architects only.” He mumbles. Oh, that kind of party?! 

“Proof of employment should be sent to this e-mail address for an invitation to be sent to you.” He reads. That is super selective. Well, it’s a high class project carried out by high-class architects. 

“Dress code: suit and tie or cocktail dress.” He finishes. That sounds a lot of fun, but I can’t go with my baker of a roommate.

"Would you like to go with me?” He proposes. 

What? He’s already asking me out on a date. I have nothing against him, but I’ve had enough os testosterone for at least a month. Hell, I’m so fucking blind I hadn’t noticed he was interested in me.

“Not as a date though.” He adds quickly. i blink up at him.

“I’m really not trying to ask you out.” He says. If we weren’t on the same page I’d be offended.

“But if we both enjoy architecture, we can have a good time.” He explains, and I hide my relief. This could be fun. 

“Sure!” I nod vigorously. “Sure. It’ll be fun.”

He grins, eyes almost disappearing.

“Perfect.” He pipes up. Looks like I have a not-a-date this weekend. "We should get back to the office now."

[baejl]

Do you write hypotheticals? If yes, I wonder who were the potential love interests for your characters? Especially JaeIn and Moon? If there weren't any, you can ignore this, I'm just curious 😝 I was working on my characters and realized that there are multiple people to choose from! - 🍁

I’m the worse choosing the love interests for my oc’s, I change them a lot before finally choosing one habshashas! 

For Moon, I was between Beomgyu from TXT and even when Moon and Lucas fought, I thought about I.N from Stray Kids to her love interest. But I thought that putting someone from TXT and SKZ would be just too obvious so, after a long time thinking about what to do, I decided to let her with Lucas (that’s when all the drama about her birthday began). 

For Jaein I remember I even did a survey! I was between JB and Lay - I also thought about Jaehyun I thought having two NCT members as my oc’s love interests would be too biased. But then Jade came (🤡). Luckily, I never had any problems about Jade’s boyfriend because I always thought of her and Johnny, so it was easier. 

Minah’s was really simple too. I was between Taehyung and Mingyu but I decided to make Taehyung as her ex and Mingyu as her boyfriend because I had some drama on my mind.

And then, we have Somi - aka my biggest nightmare when it comes to love interests. At the beggining, I was between putting her with an older man (it was Leeteuk at first, but I changed it to GD), a 95 liner (that would be Taehyung to do a whole Minah x Taehyung x Somi drama) and Taemin. I decided to make Taemin as her ex and GD as her bf, turns out we had an unintentional plot with Kai x Jennie x GD x Somi...

The end 😁

[chronicfangirling]

KDA In Excelsis: Ch19 (The King’s Avatar AU, CEO!Hakyeon, Gamer!Hongbin, VIXX x OCs ) Character Charts [x]

Hana entered the tent bar and gaped at the sight of Choi Sooyeon and Kim Minah, each clinging to one of Hongbin’s arms.

Before she could say anything, he cried: “This isn’t what it looks like!”

“No?” she raised an eyebrow.

“No!”

“Really... because it looks like they’re being annoying drunks and won’t let you leave.”

“Oh...” Hongbin nodded. “Then it’s exactly what it looks like.”

Sooyeon giggled, waving a fist to punch his chest, but ended up smacking him in the throat instead. “Uh-oh, you’re in trouble.”

Hongbin coughed, glaring at Sooyeon, then turned back to Hana, frowning. “You know what, I don’t have to explain anything to you.”

“I didn’t say you had to,” Hana sighed, walking to the tent bar lady to place an order. Suddenly, she heard him call from behind.

“Wait!--I don’t have to but I want to.”

Hana looked over her shoulder and met his gaze, both of them not saying anything.

Sooyeon broke the silence: “O-M-G, could you two like--fix your issues in private?!”

“We could have, if the two of you would stop clinging to me!” Hongbin shouted.

Hana walked over to the group, but before she could do anything, two dashing, well-dressed men burst into the tent bar at the same time. Hakyeon and Taekwoon attempted to elbow each other out of the way as they rushed to the table.

“What are you doing to Sooyeon?” Hakyeon screamed in an accusatory tone. 

“What are you doing to Minah?” Taekwoon yelled at the same time.

“It’s obvious that they’re the ones who are doing something to him!” Hana cried, standing before the two men, her hands planted on her hips.

The two CEOs glanced at Sooyeon and Minah clinging to Hongbin, then bowed their heads sheepishly. “Oh, right...” Hakyeon murmured.

“Get your women off of me!” Hongbin demanded.

Hakyeon gulped, before launching into a rapid spiel: “Umm, well, she’s not really my woman, that is--I’m here in my capacity as a CEO who’s concerned for an employee...”

Pale skin flushed, Taekwoon stammered: “P-P-Preposterous, that’s so improper, didn’t you learn any manners--”

“These sempais are so useless sometimes...” Hana rolled her eyes, then spun around to stare down Sooyeon and Minah. “Are you two really not going to let him go??”

Sooyeon immediately released Hongbin and latched unto Hakyeon, nuzzling against his shoulder. “Hakyeonie!!”

Hakyeon gulped again. “Hakyeon...ie?”

Hana tapped her foot as she returned Minah’s scowl, without blinking. Finally, Minah wobbled away from Hongbin. “Pft, you deserve to sweat a little more for what you’ve been doing.”

Hana rolled her eyes again. “And what exactly is it that I’ve been doing?!”

Taekwoon had been hovering close to Minah, and stabilized her with a hand on her elbow. She looked at him, then her eyes closed and she fell against him.

He caught her, murmuring softly: “Kim Minah, are you... awake?”

“No.”

He blinked. “No?” 

Her eyes still shut and her body limp in his arms, she said: “My friends told me to pretend to sleep when something like this happens.”

“Something like... what?”

“She means when a man she’s interested in helps her when she’s drunk, duh!” Sooyeon cackled, thumping at Hakyeon’s chest lightly with catpawed fists. Then she shook her head, swinging a catpaw at Taekwoon who was becoming redder by the second. “Aww, it’s really obvious that you’re a rich boy who inherited being CEO and didn’t earn it. You don’t seem very smart--eek!” She nearly fell when Minah pounced on her. 

Minah yanked at the ends of Sooyeon’s scarf. “You take that back!” 

Sooyeon managed to push the other woman away and hid behind Hakyeon, wrapping her arms around his waist. “Hakyeonie! I’m scared!”

Hana found herself stumbling a little when Hongbin shoved her behind him as Minah tried to lunge for Sooyeon again. “Weren’t you supposed to be asleep?” he snapped.

Minah paused, the wheels in her head almost visibly turning, and then she fell into Taekwoon’s arms again, making him turn so red he looked ready to burst.

“Princess, here you go! I cooked fresh tteokbokki for your order.” The tent bar lady arrived with three containers of tteokbokki.

Hongbin snatched it, up and away of Hana’s reach, and paid for it with his free hand. Taking the old order of tteokbokki, he dumped it on Hakyeon. “You dispose of this, because this was your woman’s waste.”

Leaving Hakyeon to blubber his protests, Hana and Hongbin walked out of the stall and were met by Mingyu, BamBam, and Yugyeom, all pouting at Hongbin.

“You ditched Mom and us so you can hang out with two other women?!” Mingyu shrieked.

Leaving Hongbin to complain on his own, Hana took one of the tteokbokki boxes and shared it with Yugyeom and BamBam, walking away.

Behind them, Mingyu was howling: “Explain!” 

“I don’t have to explain to you and I don’t want to explain to you.” Hongbin retorted, following them.

There was a scuffle and a choked rebuke from Hongbin when Mingyu caught him in a headlock and dragged him on the way. “Explain!”

“He’s like a violent puppy!” Hongbin groaned.

“Yeah,” Hana agreed. “I think he takes after you in that regard.”

Hongbin scoffed and Mingyu shoved him away, both of them yelling: “No way!”

BamBam looked them up and down, before declaring: “Yes way.”

[dongiesdimples]

Hi! I do M/M, M/F, F/F, Canon x Canon, Canon x OC, OC x OC, Polygamy, etc... (open to mostly everything!!!)

My preferred writing style is literate, at least 3ish paragraphs (depending on the situation) but I would be more than happy to match the writing style of my partner!

The fandoms I'm very interested in and am searching for are:

Kpop (list of groups below)

Star Wars

Harry Potter

Borderlands (1, 2 & 3)

Spiderman (any version)

Legend of Zelda

Left 4 Dead (1 & 2)

Marvel (any superheros)

Disney

Jurrasic Park/World

Pokemon

How to Train Your Dragon (1, 2, 3 & shows)

Avatar

Once Upon a Time

Kdramas

Etc...

For rps, I love doing everything from normal aus to extravagant aus outside of their normal universe! Any of the fandoms listed above I'd be extremely happy to work the rp into an au in the universe of the fandom!

Example: two kpop idol characters getting accepted into Hogwarts and attending the school of wizardry

AUs I like are:

Supernatural (werewolves, vampires, demons/devils, angels, shapeshifter, etc...)

Alpha, Omega & Beta

Wolves ^^^

Androids

Dystopian

Royalty

Futuristic

Historial

Etc...

The groups I know the best and would be the most comfortable roleplaying with are listed below, but if you don't see your favorite or desired group to do with, just ask! I may have forgotten to list them, or I might not know them too well, but I love to learn about new groups!

Girl Groups:

Dreamcatcher (JiU x SuA, Siyeon x Yoohyeon, Handong x Yoohyeon, Siyeon x Dami, JiU x Handong, Siyeon x Gahyeon, SuA x Siyeon, Dami x Gahyeon)

Red Velvet (Irene x Seulgi, Seulgi x Wendy, Irene x Wendy, Irene x Joy, Seulgi x Joy)

MAMAMOO (Solar x Moonbyul, Moonbyul x Hwasa, Solar x Wheein, Moonbyul x Wheein, Wheein x Hwasa)

(G)I-DLE (Minnie x Yuqi, Soyeon x Yuqi)

LOONA (Yves x Chuu, Gowon x Olivia, Kim Lip x JinSoul)

EVERGLOW (Aisha x Mia)

BLACKPINK (Jisoo x Rosé, Jisoo x Lisa, Rosé x Lisa)

GFRIEND (Sowon x Yuju, Sowon x SinB, Yuju x SinB)

TWICE (Mina x Sana, Tzuyu x Sana, Dahyun x Sana)

EXID (Hani x Solji, Solji x LE)

SNSD (Girl's Generation)

f(x) (Amber x Krystal, Krystal x Luna)

Girl's Day (Hyeri x Yura, Hyeri x Minah)

KHAN

AOA (Chanmi x Seolhyun)

PRISTIN (specifically V) (Eunwoo x Rena, Rena x Nayong, Nayong x Eunwoo)

Boy Groups:

BTS (Jimin x Taehyung, Taehyung x Jungkook, Jimin x Jungkook, Suga x Jimin)

DAY6

NCT DREAM

NCT U

NCT 127

WAYV

SuperM

EXO

SEVENTEEN

TXT

A.C.E (Wow x Byeongkwan)

SHINee

K.A.R.D (I know it's integrated-) (BM x J.Seph, Jiwoo x Somin)

VIXX

ATEEZ (Seonghwa x Hongjoong, Seonghwa x San, Seonghwa x Yeosang, Hongjoong x Yeosang, San x Wooyoung)

Soloists:

Sunmi

Chungha

Somi

[sveasauvageon]

Svea's Snapchat || HSWW

☾♔; March 3, 2018 ☾♔; sotd: Aphrodisiac by Eleftheria Eleftheriou ☾♔; comedian otd: Sean Lock   ☾♔; Svea's Snapchat ☾♔; {G} https://goo.gl/PnjH23 ☾♔; Mod(s): @.miky94

inspired by @.themadmonarchist

TBH, I'm not very familiar with snapchat, my only understanding of it is from tv shows and such. I've never even had an account. Having said that, I'm super in love with this group and totally wanted to make one anyway. XP

Featured not-mine OC's (in order of first appearance) - Henry Clark | @.lady-stoneheart - Syn Lothbrok | @.ghostpastey - Minah Delacroix | @.maybones - Mason Thygeson | @.melophilia-c - Tyler Lee | @.maybones - Eloise Avery | @.themadmonarchist - Theo Nott | @.themadmonarchist - Tavvy Thygeson | @.melophilia-c

Posts (or snaps, or whatever) -going top to bottom, left to right-

1. Caption: I need it in my life!!!!   Context: A fashion show somewhere. Defs somewhere in Europe, I wanna say Milan, just because. (okay, tbh, I need it in my life. It's so perfect for like half of my oc's! someone who's good at editing please make an edit of it for me!)

2. Caption: Oh look, a pretty fountain! #howhipsterofme Context: Idk what I'm doing. the stupid hashtag is supposed to a stupid joke. I don't get it either.

3. Caption: He looks so serious, but he's crying inside. Context: he crying because his girlfriend cannot turn off eurovision. it too AWESOME!!!! That's around the 6th straight hour of an endless loop of Yodel it. Tag: @.lady-stoneheart (Henry Clark)

4. Caption: "Hufflepunk" more like huffleHOTAF. Context: I didn't really have one when I picked, I just thought she looked mega hot, but I'll say it Syn with Svea and some others at Allsång På Skansen (a swedish outdoor concert type thing that happens every tuesday during the summer, Eurovision artists always show to perform. Not all of them and not on every day, but at least once. Mooms-mooms hosted it a few times, performed in 2015 after he won.) Tag: @.ghostpastey (Syn Lothbrok)

5. Caption: When your aunt keeps playing the piano despite 12 reminders that she can't. #drunkAF Context: Aunt Brigitta getting drunk af at a christmas party and banging her fingers on the piano for some reason. Idk why.

6. Caption: Okay, Europe is drunk. There's like 3 hours left, but someone call us a cab after please. Context: The Eurovision Song Contest. That's all the context you need tbh.

7. Caption: A flower crown for a flower Queen Context: again, I got nothing. I should've left out these captions. I just saw it and it reminded me of Minah. Tag: @.maybones (Minah Delacroix)

8. Caption: yike, why so serious? Context: nope, nothing. Absolutely none. I just thought it was funny, which it's not 'cause Hannibal. But idk. Tag: @.melophilia-c (Mason Thygeson)

9. Caption: Just the absolute cutest! Context: sister-complex, she definitely has some kind of a sister-complex. Not as bad as Henry's (@.lady-stoneheart) brother-complex, but still.

10. Caption: Embrasse-moi dis-moi que tu m'aimes #JUSTKISSALREADY Context: actual aggressive shipper, Svea Sauvageon Tag: @.maybones (Minah Delacroix and Tyler Lee)

11. Caption: Got her in the dress, but the black lipstick stayed. She pulled it off, but still! Context: Idk, some fancy pants Scandi party with Syn. Tag: @.ghostpasty (Syn Lothbrok)

12. Caption: Black and white makes everyone look, and then there's you. how the fu.ck is anyone that beautiful? Context: I got nothing. My heart just skipped 60 beats when I saw the picture. Tag: @.themadmonarchist (Eloise Avery)

13. Caption: Always posing for google earth. Context: fck all. I dunno, maybe caught posing whilst they're all studying in the library or something? Idk. Tag: @.themadmonarchist (Theo Nott)

14. Caption: Goding. Context: I don't really have any. I just thought it'd be hilarious for Svea to send that snap to Syn with that caption (which the swedish "term of endearment", apparently, meaning "tasty") Tag: @.lady-stoneheart (also kind of @.ghostpastey)

15. Caption: What a cutie. Context: fck all. I got nothing, I just think she looks super cute there. Tag: @.melophilia-c (Tavvy Thygeson)

16. Caption: I can't tell if my room is actually that bright, or it's just my eyes readjusting. Context: Not as funny as some pun I had an hour ago, but I forgot it! Anyway, it's about the lack of light and sht in the slytherin common room and dorms, since they're in the dungeons and beneath the Black Lake.

[hauntbreaker]

OC SHIPS TAG GAME <3

Rules: bold the themes that apply to your ship, and italicize the theme if it’s one-sided, within your story.

Woojin x Minah

height difference / mutual pining / first kiss / wedding / in-jokes / lgbt+ / family disapproves / would die for each other / would kill for each other / fake relationship / arranged wedding / cuddlers / pda friendly / and they were room mates / holding hands / secret relationship / opposing world views / getting a pet / have kids / want kids / grow old together / relationship failures / rests head on shoulder / share a bed / token dummies / relationship doubts / they have a song / first date / sharing a blanket / mutual interests / study buddies / bathing together / crash into hello / accidental nudity / laundry / same hobbies / cooking for each other / big fancy gala / sibling rivalry / hair stroking / sitting on each other’s laps / sexual tension / can’t be together / age gap / battle couple / Friends to Lovers / Enemies to Lovers / Lovers to Enemies / keeping secrets / love after loss / exes / declaration of love / flirting / love triangle / destructive romance / envy / “I Don’t Want to Ruin Our Friendship” / shared values / slow burn / does not end well / happily ever after / love letters

tagged by: dash ! tagging: anyone !

[prettywordsyouleft]

The Sex Contract - Chapter 25 [Final]

Genre: friends to lovers au / friends with benefits / mature content / romance / angst

Characters: Shim Changmin x Kaia Ashton (OC)

A/N: Due to the overwhelming request I have followed your encouragement to bring back one of my older stories. This was back in a time where OCs were everything and writing one chapter in each main’s point of view was the trend. I hope that even though I have edited this drastically, that you can appreciate this story comes from my older style of writing. I definitely still read this often and find it enjoyable so I hope you will too.

Prologue | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24 | 25 - FINAL

Thank you to everyone who has been reading along with this story. I’ve grown so much as a writer from this story, but I’m glad so many were still able to appreciate it along with me! It’s been a very cliche and dramatic journey, but a fun one all the same! Xxx

Chapter 25 – Changmin’s POV.

“No way!”

“Come on Changmin, it makes sense to!”

He shook his head, reaching out for the pen within Kaia’s hand and taking it from her. “No way are we doing this!”

“Why not? It worked in the past.” She pouted for a moment and then grinned, darting under his arm and racing over to her desk. Changmin chased after the British woman, trying to grab the new pen within her grasp.

“And how well did it work out for us huh?”

Kaia smiled. “Look at us now, we’re together, doesn’t that mean something?”

“It means we got lucky this time around.” Changmin eyed the pen and tried to get it again. “Besides for a while there we were both miserable because of the contract. Why on earth should we create another?”

“We were miserable because we both fell in love and didn’t confront the issue, not because of the contract itself,” Kaia corrected pointedly and dashed back to the pad of paper on the kitchen bench. Changmin followed her, resigning to her point momentarily.

“Fair call, but it caused a huge mess. I’m not going to sign another contract with you.”

“Not even in marriage?”

Changmin’s eyes nearly fell out of his head. “That’s a bit of a leap forward. We’ve been dating two months, not two years, Kai.”

“So in two years I should expect a proposal?” she teased and Changmin shook his head rapidly, her infectious laughter filling the room. “Teasing you is just too easy these days! And everyone calls you the witty, sarcastic one!”

“Guess I’ve met my match then,” Changmin stated, moving closer to the caramel haired woman and yanking the pad away. “Let’s allow our relationship to just travel its own course yeah?”

“You were the one so keen for a contract last time. Besides, I’m not just dating any guy but Shim Changmin of TVXQ. Give me back that pad!” She yanked it from his hand and began writing furiously, intriguing Changmin.

He leaned over her shoulder and gaped. “No spending time with female celebrities? How is that fair? It’s part of my job to be around them!”

“Should I remind you of Kaori Kimura or have you forgotten her?”

“Kaia, that was one incident and she and I have no connection anymore!”

“Fine, no accepting fake relationships for the purpose of career opportunities then!” she corrected the first stipulation on the paper and Changmin decided to add his own, smiling as he wrote it down. “I’m not allowed to hang out with male celebrities? I still have my part-time job at SME Min; surely I’m allowed to have interaction with them.”

Changmin shook his head. “Strictly teacher-student only.”

“Fine, but there are other men out there other than SM idols.” Changmin groaned at her confidence and took the word celebrity away from her clause. Kaia rolled her eyes.

They continued to add more and more ridiculous stipulations onto the piece of paper, all outdoing the previous one. Eventually, they were laughing too hard to continue, Kaia resting against him as she tried to settle her laughter. Changmin pulled her into his arms, lifting her up onto the bench so they were closer in height. She smiled, leaning down to capture his lips and Changmin savoured the taste of her, knowing he would never get sick of kissing his girlfriend. Even though it was early days into their actual official relationship, they already were too accustomed with each other to have issues that would make him think this was going to be a short term arrangement. He needed no contract to tell him to avoid the other female species in the world. As cheesy as he had become, the only woman that Changmin was interested in was already in his arms. Though he decided there was no harm in keeping Han Ye Seul as a fantasy interest.

Kaia moved away from him and turned back to the paper, ripping the top sheet off and then picked up the pen again. She began to intently write once more and for a few minutes, Changmin waited to see what she had put down. Handing it to him and hopping off the bench, Kaia waited for his response.

“To always be honest, to talk out our issues, to not get jealous of the people within our lives, to continue doing everything we did as friends, to enjoy the physical elements of our relationship, to always love each other and eventually get married and start a family.” Changmin looked up from the list at the expectant woman. He smiled. “Is this our new contract?”

Kaia nodded. “If you can handle it.”

Changmin placed the pad back on the bench and shook his head. “You forgot something.”

“I did?”

“Yup, but don’t worry I’ll add it on.” He then scribbled it down, stepping aside so Kaia could see.

“To tell the world we’re dating?” Kaia blinked a couple of times. “I thought we decided to keep it a secret for now, because of my new job at Vogue Magazine. People might see my position gained as a result of being with you.”

“That was won on your own hard merit working at Korea Star. Minah was right to get you writing under your real name, it opened the doors into real editorials for you.”

Kaia nodded weakly. “Do, do you really think we should do it?”

“Well, it’s not like I’ve ever proclaimed to my fans that I want them to love me forever.” Changmin grinned. “In fact, you’ve always pointed out to me that I need to treat my fans better, how better than telling them the truth?”

“You still don’t get what I mean by that!”

“Don’t you want to be like Abby?” Changmin asked, and Kaia’s eyes flashed in recognition. “She was dating Junsu for six months and now it’s out. Do you want to wait until then? That’s another four months of trying to schedule things in private places and not get caught in the same car. People have been following me more since Kaori too.”

“You bring up Junsu so easily,” she observed and Changmin smiled. “It is tempting to get it out in the open I guess. Your management will have a field day though.”

“Manager hyung will smooth it over, he has a thing for you, remember?”

“Speaking of SM, I need to get to the office for class.” Kaia stepped away but Changmin grabbed her wrist. “What?”

“We haven’t signed and dated it yet.”

Kaia laughed. “I thought you didn’t want another contract?”

“I like this one. It’ll be easy to keep to.”

“We thought the last one was too in the beginning.” Kaia laughed and signed it all the same. Changmin took the pen and scrawled his signature, chuckling as Kaia slapped his arm. “Not again Changmin! I told you last time to stop signing it like an autograph! Now we won’t have enough room for additional clauses!”

“I don’t plan on making any more,” Changmin told her and kissed her forehead. “Come on, I’ll take you into work.”

“You’re not wasting any time with the last stipulation,” she replied and they headed out to his car, driving to the SME building in comfortable silence. They continued together to the classroom, Changmin’s eyes darting towards a door on the opposite wall. A smile grew on his lips and he yanked Kaia back to it, pushing her inside before locking the door behind them.

“Really Min?”

Changmin pressed her up against the wall and kissed her briefly. “Maybe we could try and keep it on the low a little longer.”

“You like this room a little too much,” she mentioned, though her hands were already unbuttoning his shirt. Changmin grinned before kissing her again; feeling excitement in the room where everything had truly begun. If he had read all the signs back then, Changmin would have realised he was already falling in love with Kaia the first time they had sex in here. It was funny just how blind he had been to everything back then. With his newfound clarity on everything, Changmin was certain that whether they kept their relationship under wraps for much longer or not, this room would always be one of creating memories.

Strangely enough, Changmin was also anticipating meeting all the clauses of the new contract with Kaia. It held its own challenges, but he was certain keeping to it would be easier than other aspects in his life. He liked that he now had a different future ahead of him to share with the woman he wanted to protect.

He wasn’t just Shim Changmin, one half of TVXQ anymore. He was a man in love with the best type of woman - his best friend.

The End.

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[lovelylusts]

Paranoia || 1 - Unfortunate Events || Kim Seokjin || TEASER

The sexual tension between Seokjin and Kyungja wouldn’t be so bad if they didn’t like each other. But these two idiots are head-over-heels for each other, and everyone around them knows it but them.

Pairing: Kim Seokjin x OC

Genre: College!AU, SpringBreak!AU, smut (in final version), fluff

Warnings (not final!!): Seokjin is a master chef, sexual tension, unfortunate boners, more sexual tension, dirty talk, hair pulling, oral sex (f receiving), fingering (f receiving), begging, unprotected sex (Kyungja is on birth control)

Teaser warnings: sexual tension, friendly competition, and of course, an unfortunate boner <3

Final word count: tbd (currently at 9k)

Teaser word count: 474

Upload date: tbd, but hopefully by the end of the month!

A/N: After a very long wait, I’m excited to announce that the first part of the Paranoia series will be up very soon! So, to build up some hype, here’s a little snippet! Teaser below the cut :)

“Scared of losing, Oppa?” Kyungja taunted as she tossed the ping-pong ball in her hand a few times.

“To you? Pffft,” he scoffed. “Like I’m scared of you.”

“Aw, Seokjinnie-oppa,” she teased with an exaggerated pout. “You should be.” With a wink, she began to prepare her first serve. Their friends gathered around the table, some of them holding different alcoholic beverages, and began cheering for the one they assumed would win.

Seokjin was doing great at the beginning of the game - in fact, he was ahead of Kyungja by two points - but that was ruined when after one particular hit, the woman released a grunt that only a man as whipped for her as he was would say sounded pornographic.

After that it all went downhill.

“Come on, hyung! I don’t wanna cook,” Namjoon shouted as he intently watched the small plastic ball go back and forth. How was Seokjin supposed to apologize to his little brother-figures? How could he reveal the embarrassing fact that hearing a small, insignificant grunt from his best friend and high school crush caused him to lose focus because his blood began to leave his brain so that he could only think with his now throbbing cock.

It was now towards the end of the game. Seokjin was losing, three points behind, whereas Kyungja only needed one more win before she and the others had to decide what Seokjin, Namjoon, Jimin, and Jungkook would have to cook that night.

“You’ve got this, unnie!” Minah beamed in an encouraging tone, clapping her hands and jumping up and down.

How adorable, Kyungja thought to herself with a smile. She and Jungkookie are perfect for each other. Pushing her happy little thought to the side, she aimed for what she hoped would be her last serve, beginning the intense match. The two opponents focused on the ball - well, Seokjin tried to, but of course he had to deem Kyungja’s look of concentration as one of seduction. He lost. Bad.

“Oh no!” Kyungja feigned disappointment. “Guess we have to decide what our lovely boys will cook for us tonight.” Kyungja and Seokjin approached each other, meeting towards the middle of the table. Any on-looker - hell, even their own friends - could sense the tension between the two. They were standing far closer to each other than they thought, their eyes piercing each other, before Seokjin held his hand out in front of it.

“Good game,” he said with an exaggerated sigh. “Rematch tomorrow?”

“I’d love a rematch,” Kyungja hissed. “But until then, us winners have to decide what we want for dinner.” She winked, causing his already hard length to twitch in his underwear, and she walked over to the rest of the group, oblivious to Seokjin’s lingering gaze on her swaying hips.

She’s going to be the death of me, isn’t she?

[brokemultidotexe]

Collateral Damage [M]

↬ Pairing: Gang!OT12 | Baekhyun x OC/Sehun x OC

↬ Summary:

“Life belongs to the living, and he who lives must be prepared for changes”– Johann Wolfgang

Chanyeol certainly never thought his life would transpire the way it has. At 19, he never expected to become a guardian and have to support the both of them. He hadn't planned on running one of the most successful gangs at the age of 24, but of all the things he hadn't planned on, he certainly wasn't prepared for the day his rivals kidnapped his sister. Everyone knows that you never touch Chanyeol’s sister but his rivals seemed to have missed that little detail and had no idea about the war they just started.

↬ Word Count: 6.6k

↬ Warnings: Drugs, Abuse(s), Violence, and Death

↬ Genre: Angst

↬ Part: Trailer | 1

Chanyeol handed her the popsicle he had just bought with a smile, “Aren’t you having one?” she asked.

“Don’t worry, I’ve already eaten.” He lied. His stomach growled while he watched her happily eat the ice cream, he had bought her. Leaning back on his hands the two enjoyed the sunlight in front of the gas station down the road from where they lived. The curb had become a second home during the summer and unlike most siblings, he enjoyed having her around.

“Minah…” He let her name hang in the air to grab her attention.

“Hmm?”

“You know once school starts, we’ll be at different schools now, right?” the smile fell from her lips and she nodded. Chanyeol would be starting high school this year which put them at different schools and both would be released at different times. “I don’t want you going home by yourself.” The heavy topic sobered the mood. “He’s gotten worse and I don’t want you there without me, so either come here or go to the library and I’ll come to get you so we can walk home together.”

She leaned over and hugged him as tightly as she could. It would be the first time they would be separated like this since she came to her current foster home. The two of them had dubbed it the ‘house of horrors’ and he had promised to protect her until they could get out of the system. “Thank you.” She mumbled against his chest.

He wrapped his arms around her in return and squeezed her tight, “as long as I’m with you there’s nothing to worry about.” Chanyeol had become a sense of comfort for her and been the only one in her life to truly love and protect her. She felt safe with him and she never wanted to lose that.

“Minah you’re staying here, end of story.” Chanyeol huffed in frustration knowing that she wouldn’t let it go.

“No, it’s not. Oppa you’ve made me stay at home for two weeks already. I’m a social creature unlike you.” Minah stood with her hands on her hips glaring at her older brother.

“For once can you not argue with me and do what I ask?” Her older brother pulled on his jacket and looked at his younger sister. “You know I wouldn’t do this unless I had to.”

Minah felt like that was an unfair blow to make. She knew that Chanyeol cared about her, probably more than anyone else. So, when she did push back when he was being too overprotective, she always felt bad because she knew it was coming from the right place. “Oppa, please! I’ve stayed in for the last two weeks like you asked—”

This got a sarcastic laugh out of her brother, “You got busted at the race just last weekend and this was after you promised me you would stay home.”

“Traitor.” She mumbled. She knew that Minseok would probably tell her brother that he had caught her there, but he must have talked her brother down because he normally would have come home in a tirade and she would have to sit and listen to him lecture her for an hour.

Chanyeol rolled his eyes, “Minseok isn’t a traitor Minah, he’s around to help protect us. Trust me when I say that he protected your ass once he told me.” He looked at his sister in warning, “I won’t be in town so for the love of god, please, stay home.” He walked over and dropped a kiss on her forehead.

“Be safe.” She mumbled begrudgingly.

“I text Sehun to come keep you company tonight.”

“Oppa! He was on a date!” She wanted to hit her brother. Minah had worked her ass off trying to talk Sehun into going on that date in the first place.

“I gotta go. Stay put until he gets here.” Chanyeol pointed a finger at her in warning before walking out the door and reminding her to lock it.

Minah walked over to the couch after locking the door and dropped down onto it with a huff. She hated being stuck at home and she was tired of being so isolated. Her only outlet was school, but she had already finished with her finals so she no longer had anything to study for. Poor Sehun, her best friend, had suffered the same fate just to be there to keep her company. She looked at her phone knowing that the rest of the group would be at the party she had been dying to go to. Kai, who was basically her second brother, had managed to score his biggest win to date while racing for Chanyeol. To celebrate he decided to throw a party at his parents’ mansion and if she was truthful, she fell in love with the mansion, even more, every time she went.

She chewed on her bottom lip contemplating on going anyways, despite what Chanyeol said. He was going to be out of the city for the night which meant that Minah could go and not have to worry about running into her brother. Her only obstacle was her brother’s friends, but most of them were putty in her hands so she hoped that she would be able to bend them to her will so they wouldn’t tell him.

Deciding to risk it she stood and slipped her phone in her pocket and grabbed her jacket to put it on. Sliding her shoes on she walked out and locked the door and double checked to make sure she had locked it before heading down to the bus stop. It still felt weird seeing the nice hallways with a tall ceiling and fancy carpet. Chanyeol had finally decided to move both of them to a more upscale apartment with better security after someone tried to break in while Minah had been home. It didn’t take much convincing for Minah to agree and the two were moving into a new place only a week later.

It took about an hour and three different busses to actually make it to Kai’s neighborhood. Once she stepped off the bus she made a mental note to talk to Chanyeol about finally getting her a car like he promised for when she graduated high school. Thanking her lucky stars that his parent's house was towards the front of the neighborhood she started her half mile trek to the party. She could hear the chaos before she could see it. His parents had bought the five lots surrounding their house so they were far enough away to not deal with their neighbors.

The warmth from inside the house had her taking off her jacket as she made her way through the house. She felt a vibration coming from her pocket so she pulled her phone out and saw Sehun’s smiling face looking back at her as it continued to vibrate. She bit her lip knowing that he had probably gone to her apartment and noticed the fact that she wasn’t where she was supposed to be. Instead of answering Minah sent a text to him letting him know that she was fine and would call him later. Even after sending it his calls didn’t stop so she just turned it completely on silent before putting it back in her pocket.

“Well, aren’t you beautiful.” a voice caused Minah to roll her eyes. The one downfall to the parties was the fact that there were drunk and horny guys looking for a piece of ass to take home. Most of the people that normally show up knew that she was off limits and if they tried anything, she had a band of brothers ready to end you for it.

“Yeah, I’m not interested.” She continued to try and scan the living room to see if she saw any of her brother’s friends. She wanted to keep her presence a secret and strolling into a room with all of them was the last thing she wanted.

The guy grabbed her arm as soon as she started to walk away which forced her to face him. The guy was attractive enough but she could tell that he was completely wasted and her best move was to just walk away because a drunk guy starting something over getting turned down would be the opposite of laying low. Minah pulled her arm away and gave the guy a small smile before turning and heading past the stairs but the guy pulled her and backed her against the wall. She refused to make eye contact with him even though he had a hold of her chin trying to force her to look at him.

“Minyoung if you have any sense you better drop your hold on her if you don’t want Chanyeol to come looking for your ass.” Minah closed her eyes cursing her luck. She looked over Minyoung’s shoulder and saw Kai standing at the foot of the stairs with a murderous stare.

“This doesn’t involve him, who is he to decide who I wanna fuck so stay out of it Kai” The guy ran his thumb along her cheek and she looked away wanting to just sink into the wall to put distance between the two of them. There was a tug and then a sudden rush of warmth upon arm. She turned to see Kai with Minyoung in his grasp and fabric bunched in his hand. Minah looked down and noticed that her shirt was now ripped and you could see her bra. She grabbed the tattered pieces and held them together to keep herself covered.

“Don’t you ever lay a finger on her again!” his voice was deep and beyond angry and Minah knew that she was going to get lectured once Kai handled Minyoung. “Minseok!” he yelled out and it took only a moment for him to show up with a curious expression. His eyes landed on her hand that was holding the fabric so it kept her covered.

“Minah, what happened to your shirt?”

Kai looked in Minah direction and saw that her shirt had been ripped. He turned to Minyoung and punched him as hard as he could causing the guy to stumble towards the wall and falling to the floor holding his head. “Minseok.” That was all Kai had to say for Minseok to understand what he wanted.

“With pleasure.” Minseok looked at the guy with extreme distaste as he dragged him out by the collar of his shirt.

Kai’s eyes went back to Minah and she could tell he wasn’t happy. He walked and stood in front of her with his arms crossed “You know you aren’t supposed to be here.”

“Jongin—” she used his real name in hopes to soften him up but he cut her off knowing exactly what she was doing.

“No, don’t even try that with me. Chanyeol is going to kill you, you know that right? Minyoung will be lucky if he doesn’t end up in a body bag.” He was disappointed in Minah for being so rash in her decisions.

“Don’t tell him, please.” She grabbed his hands pleading with him.

Kai shook his head, “I’m not keeping this from him. He has his reasons for making you stay home.”

“Minah I swear to god!” She turned seeing Sehun standing there his eyes blazing in anger. Her eyes went back to Kai and he was shaking his head knowing that she was about to get an ear full and he thought she deserved it.

“I gotta call Chanyeol, I’ll leave you to it,” Kai said as soon as Sehun walked up.

“Jongin! Please!” He turned and walked off with his phone in hand.

“Shit.” She cursed at herself for deciding to come knowing that she would be lucky if Chanyeol didn’t turn around and come back home just to yell at her.

“What the hell were you thinking.” Her eyes moved to Sehun. She bit her lip and dropped her eyes in guilt, she felt bad making him worry. Chanyeol and Sehun were the only two people in her life that really affected her when they were mad at her.

“You were on your date,” Minah mumbled knowing the both of them knew the excuse was bullshit.

“Do you have any idea what you put me through?” He ran his fingers through his hair, his anger dissipating now that he had her right in front of him.

“Sehun-ah, I’m sorry. Please don’t be mad at me.” She bit her lip nervously. The one thing she hated the most in the world was when Sehun or Chanyeol was disappointed in her. She would rather them scream at her until they were red in the face instead of being disappointed in her.

“You realize Chanyeol hyung is going to beat my ass because of your little impromptu trip, right?”

Minah grabbed his hand, “No he won’t, I’ll talk to him and make sure he knows that I left almost right after him and it was before you got there and I wouldn’t answer your calls.” She sighed, “How did you even know I was here?”

“Because you’ve been complaining for two days that he wouldn’t let you go, also because Minseok called me when I was almost here, about five minutes ago, to let me know you were here.” He motioned to where a group of people stood in the living room with beers in their hand.

When Minah looked over to the group of people she heard a quick intake of breath and looked back over at Sehun who looked livid. “What the hell happened to your shirt? Did someone try to force themselves on you? Who was it?” She put a hand on his chest to make sure he wouldn’t go on a tirade through the house.

“Minseok and Kai took care of it. I’m fine, okay? It’s just a shirt.” Sehun had already started to unbutton his shirt and pulled it off leaving him in a plain black undershirt.

“Here, take this.” He helped her put her arms into the sleeves and wrapped it around her. He started buttoning the bottom buttons and she put her hand on his.

“I got it.” She dropped her hands so she could replace his and continued buttoning it the rest of the way up. When she looked back up at him, he still looked angry. “Sehun-ah.” Minah leaned in and hugged him tightly around the middle. He was practically a head taller than her, he wrapped his arms around her and rested his chin on the top of her head with a sigh.

“Let’s get you home in case Chanyeol shows up.”

Kai came from around the corner and startled her as he started to talk, “He’s right, you should probably head home. Chanyeol is livid. I did my best to calm him down but I don’t think it did any good.”

Minah dropped her hold on Sehun and walked over to Kai and hugging him tightly, “Thank you for earlier.” her voice muffled against his chest, “You’re always looking out for me.”

Kai hugged her tightly, “I always will. Now get home in case Chanyeol decides to head back and maybe you can work your little sister magic and he won’t kill you.”

She rolled her eyes at his dramatics, “Okay, okay. I’m heading out.” She turned to go but gasped and turned back around, “I forgot to congratulate you on your race!” Minah cried out.

Kai couldn’t help but laugh at her antics considering what was hanging over her head at the current moment. She had always put everyone before herself no matter what it was, “You can gift me your return home.” He smiled at her. He looked over at Sehun seriously, who was waiting patiently with his arms crossed, “Take her home and don’t let her out of your sight. I’m serious Sehun, you know what’s at stake.”

Minah hated when secrets were talked about around her. She understood why Chanyeol kept her in the dark but it only frustrated her that he wouldn’t include her. If she knew, then maybe she wouldn’t make the decisions that make him so angry. After what had happened with the foster home and everything she dealt with, Chanyeol wanted to do everything he could to protect her. Telling her when things were going wrong and possibly dangerous would only cause her to worry and he didn’t want to be the source of that.

Sehun’s eyes cut over to Minah and she looked down feeling completely awful for making him worry and coming to get her, “I know, he explained it all to me.”

Minah sighed and Kai nudged her over towards Sehun, “One of you text me when you get there.”

With Sehun driving her back home the ride took less than fifteen minutes. A comfortable silence followed them all the way up to her apartment. Both of them sighed in relief when they saw that Chanyeol hadn’t decided to turn around and come back home. Minah pulled out her phone and text Kai to let him know they had arrived safe and that it looked like Chanyeol decided to not to come back.

Sehun sat on the couch just as Minah’s cell phone started to ring. She looked down to see a picture of her and her brother staring back at her. Her heart raced as she tried to prepare herself for his tirade.

Minah took a deep breath and answered it, “Hi Oppa—”

“Do you realize the stress you put people through with your antics!? Not just me but Kai and everyone else that cares about you? Stop rebelling like a child—”

Minah’s anger flared, “Oppa!” she yelled, “If someone would actually tell me what the hell is going on then maybe I could take your warnings seriously and not you being overprotective. You can’t save me from the world Oppa! I still need to have a life!”

“Goddammit Minah!” he roared through the phone causing her to pull the phone away from her ear, “When are you going to stop acting like a teenager and grow up?! Life isn’t sunshine and rainbows Minah, it’s dark with a bunch of fucked up people roaming around. I didn’t take those beatings just so you could carelessly put yourself at risk!”

She bit her lip to keep it from trembling. She hated when Chanyeol yelled at her and his last comment had tears threatening to fall. She tried to muffle her sniffle but Sehun grabbed the phone from her. “Hyung I don’t know what was said but you’re going too far.” Sehun usually never interfered but he heard Chanyeol’s last comment and knew that if he continued it would only reduce Minah to tears.

“Sehun what the hell are you d—”

“You made her cry.” Sehun cut him off and he heard Chanyeol sigh followed by a thud.

“Let me talk to her.”

“Are you going to be nice?”

“Sehun give her the fucking phone!” he barked.

Sehun made Minah look at him. She had streaks of tears on her face, so Sehun used his free hand and wiped the tears from her eyes with the pad of his thumb before handing her the phone with a comforting smile.

Minah held the phone to her ear and made a noise indicating that she was listening, “Minah, you are the most important thing to me and toying with your life just to go to a goddamn party? Kai wins races all the time and if you wanted to see the guys that badly we could have invited them over, and don’t think I don’t know about you ditching Sehun,” Minah looked at Sehun who was still standing beside her, “Once all this shit has passed, I’ll tell you, but nothing positive will come out of you knowing right now.” The only response he received was a sniffle.

“Look I’ll be back early tomorrow, so just stay at the apartment and Sehun can stay if you want. Chanyeol paused with a small sigh, “Please don’t cry Minah, you know I hate it when you cry. I’ll see you in the morning okay?”

“Okay. Stay safe.” Her voice barely audible.

The two of them hung up and Sehun pulled her into a hug as soon as she dropped her arm that was holding the phone. The two stood like that for a while as Sehun slowly rubbed her back. Chanyeol always had a shitty filter when it came to arguments where emotions were involved. Everyone knew that what he said was true, Minah was the most important thing in his life and the thought of something happening to her crippled him. Sehun was often the one comforting Minah after his tirades of him saying something without thinking.

“Do you wanna stay over? Chanyeol said it was fine.”

“If you want me to I will.” Minah nodded and mentioned watching a movie until they fell asleep and Sehun went to lock the front door.

Minah wouldn’t admit it but the adrenaline rush from her run-in with Minyoung had seriously exhausted her. She absentmindedly put her hand up to where he had torn her shirt. Sehun’s hand covered hers and she looked over at him, “Are you okay after what happened?”

She nodded her head and pulled her hand from his letting it drop to her side, “Yeah I’m fine.”

“It’s okay if you’re not.”

“Sehun, I said I’m fine.” Her tone came off clipped and she instantly regretted it. He looked at her with a sympathetic gaze but dropped the topic.

The scene at Kai’s had reminded her so much of her last interaction with her foster dad and it shook her to the core. He had been a drunk and apparently hitting a defenseless fifteen-year-old girl wasn’t enough anymore. He had attempted to touch her and it was the first time she had ever fought back. Minah left with torn clothes and bruises around her neck where he had choked her, but she had protected herself. That was when her sleep problems started and she never fully recovered from them. She still had problems falling asleep and knowing that tonight might be more difficult than normal she was glad that Sehun had agreed to stay.

“Do you wanna watch a movie or something?” Minah nodded and he started looking through Netflix trying to find something worth watching. It felt like they had seen almost everything because of how often Chanyeol had forced her to stay home lately. Feeling something light and funny like an animated movie would be best, he selected Toy Story a true classic.

Minah climbed onto her bed and settled down under the covers and patted beside her inviting him to lay with her. He smiled at her and walked around and got comfortable laying on top of the covers but close enough where she could curl up against him if she wanted and that’s exactly what she did. Sehun started the movie and he saw the edge of her mouths twitch upward and he felt relief knowing he chose a movie she would approve of.

Minah ended up falling asleep a lot quicker than he anticipated. Throughout the movie, she scooted closer and laid her head on his lap and as usual, he would run his fingers through her hair and her body would always visibly relax. It made Sehun feel good that he could alleviate her anxiety over whatever had bothered her for that day. He continued even after she fell asleep because it was the only time he could allow his guard to waiver.

It was their graduation when he realized that what he felt for her wasn’t what guys normally feel for a girl that is just their friend. After asking a few of his friends he realized that he was absolutely, without a doubt, in love with his best friend and it was the worst realization he could have come to. After realizing this new-found information, it felt like the world was against him. Minah had fallen in love with Baekhyun just as Sehun had started to realize his feelings. When the asshole disappeared and left Minah in pieces he was left to help pick them up and place her back together all the while seeing just how much she loved him and Sehun would have given anything to be on the receiving end of it. Her feelings weren’t the only obstacle either after Baekhyun broke her heart like he did Chanyeol became even more protective and would beat the shit out of anyone that even thought about dating his sister. While he wasn’t Chanyeol’s close friend he knew that he also fell into that category because Chanyeol fully trusted Sehun to protect and take care of her.

Sehun tucked a piece of hair behind her ear that had fallen into her face. He sighed and looked up at the ceiling. He wondered how long it would be until his heart was able to move on. He had talked to a few of his friends that had told him that they had a huge crush on a girl but after a while they became so close that the feelings eventually disappeared. They had gotten to the point where they only saw each other as close friends and would never be able to see each other as anything else. It had already been four years since Sehun met Minah and they only continued to get closer. He was beginning to feel like that it would never happen because he could admit, at least to himself, that what he felt for her wasn’t only a crush. Sehun was pulled out of his thoughts when he heard a whimper.

Minah had her shoes in her hand and slowly opened the front door as to not make a sound and alert her foster parents. The smell of cigarettes hit her in the face. She had lost track of time while studying at the library with Sehun and was late coming home. She held her breath and tiptoed hoping to make it upstairs to her room without being heard. She quietly sighed in relief once her hand touched the banister of the stairs. She only had one more obstacle to conquer before she was in the clear. She stepped over the first step knowing that it creaked. It was a third step that caused her to miscount and land on a step that created the loudest.

“Shit.” She cringed and listened as hard as she could for any noises coming from the living room. She still heard the TV playing in the background she sighed in relief and took two more steps before she felt bony fingers latch around her wrist.

“Where the hell have you been!?” His gruff voice caused a shiver down her spine and she jerked her wrist out of his grasp like Chanyeol had taught her. She knew she needed to get to her room and close the door and lock it. She ran up the last bit of stairs two at a time. She saw Mino stick his head out of his room and when their eyes met, he looked at her apologetically before hurriedly shutting the door and locking it. Minah couldn’t blame him for not helping her, it seemed that she was her foster fathers favorite target and anyone that got in his way paid for it cruelly.

She felt her heart burst with relief when she was two strides away from making it to her bedroom but her body was slammed against the wall and he used his arms to cage her in with nowhere to go. Minah looked away closed her eyes as tightly as she could. She was already shaking despite trying as hard as she could to not look scared.

“I asked you a question pretty girl.” She swallowed down the bile that rose in her throat at his nickname for her. He grabbed her chin and forced her to face him, “Look at me when I talk to you!” he bellowed in her face. She opened her eyes and looked at him. The fire in her had always surprised him because on the outside she always seemed scared but whenever their eyes met, he could see the hatred and defiance in them and it made him want to beat her into submission. He took great joy in seeing just how much she hated him…he got off on how much she hated him.

Minah continued to look at him but didn’t open her mouth to answer. He loved feeling like he had all the power when it came to any of the foster kids and she was no different. He squeezed her chin as hard as he could and she yelled out in pain and jerked her face to the side forcing his hold on her to release. Her back was pushed against the wall with his right hand wrapped around her throat. Minah clawed at his hand to let her go but he only closed his hand tighter.

The darkness tickled at the edges of her vision and was worried what he might do if she lost consciousness. She pulled her foot back and instead getting his crotch like she had hoped she kicked right below his kneecap because of the height difference. Her mistake still caused him to stumble and hiss in pain. He hopes for being able to run to her room were dashed when the only thing she could bring herself to do was cough.

“Bitch!” She felt his bony fingers wrap around her neck and lift her from the floor and slamming her against the wall. His hold on her was even tighter than before and the darkness was already beginning to crawl toward the center of her vision. The panic was starting to rise as the darkness inched closer. Minah clawed at his hands as hard as she could but it only made things worse.

“I told you to keep your hands off of her!” The voice sounded familiar but far away. Came into view after she was dropped to the ground. He was helping her up as she continued to cough. Chanyeol pushed her towards her door quickly and her eyes fell on her foster parent beginning to get up.

Chanyeol’s eyes followed hers before locking back on hers with a sense of authority, “Lock it and don’t come out until I say.” He pulled the door shut despite Minah’s silent screams for him not to leave. She knew what would happen and it always made her nauseous knowing that the sounds of skin hitting skin was him taking the beating she would have gotten only much worse. She locked the door like he told her to but she pounded on the door doing her best to beg her foster Father to stop. She knew Chanyeol never fought back after he got her out of any situation knowing the quicker it was over the better. Minah sobbed against the door feeling helpless as she heard the grunts from Chanyeol and the thud against her door from being kicked.  

After awhile she heard a soft knock on her door, “Minah, it’s me. Open up.” She gasped at the sight in front of her. The tears that had barely dried were already replaced with new ones.

“Chanyeol!” she cried out, her voice still hoarse. She grabbed the arm that wasn’t clutching his side and pulled him inside. The gentle movement caused a hiss of pain from him. “Chanyeol,” whimpered as the guilt began to eat her away.

“Are you okay?” He had already gently grabbed her face and turned it up so he could see her neck a little better in the light. His jaw clenched seeing the red marks that had begun to turn purple. Having his fair share of beatings, he knew that it was going to leave a bruise she wouldn’t be able to hide. “I swear I’m getting us out of here.”

The sudden gasp and tears caused Sehun to jump in surprise. “Hey hey hey, it’s okay Minah.” She was still gasping for air with her hand around her throat between her sobs as her body was shaking in his arms. “Minah you’re okay” he went to cup her face to make her look at him but she jerked away. Sehun noticed that her eyes didn’t seem focused and realized that she wasn’t aware of her surroundings yet.

“Chanyeol, is he okay?” Minah was looking around frantically.

“Minah it was a dream. Chanyeol is fine, he’s coming home in the morning. You talked to him earlier remember?” he asked softly and gently grabbing her hand to try and focus her attention on him. He had figured out how to handle these dreams with trial and error over time. Minah would rarely discuss her dreams but he knew some of the things that ventured into her nightmares having met one of them himself. He always got angry at himself for not beating the guy to an inch of his life when he had the chance, but being a scrawny teenager wouldn’t have done him any good.

She wiped at her tears that had fallen and Sehun slowly pulled her into him until her head was against his chest. She bunched his shirt in her hands as silent sobs wracked her body. “I know it’s stupid, but I’m here if you wanna talk about it.” He knew it was a long shot and Minah knew that she would never tell him but it didn’t stop Sehun from letting her know that he was there for her after every bad dream. On the rare occasion, he would get a call at three in the morning from a worried Minah and she wouldn’t talk about the dream or even know why she was calling, but he would spend that time talking about whatever he could until she fell back asleep.

Minah was sitting up in her bed resting against the headboard as Sehun walked back in with a glass of water. He sat beside her as she sipped her drink, “Do you want to call Chanyeol?”

She shook her head, “No. Whatever he’s doing he doesn’t need his mind worrying about me.”

“Minah you kn—"

“I said no!” she snapped. Sehun dropped the subject and she looked at him apologetically, “Sorry.”

He waved a hand dismissing her apology, “It’s fine. Why don’t you pick another movie?”

While Minah’s attention was preoccupied he pulled his phone from his pocket and sent a quick text. He quickly slipped it back into his pocket as she turned to ask if he was okay with watching something scary. He never understood her decision to watch something scary after a nightmare but agreed and the two settled back against the headboard and watched the movie.

Sehun awoke to a pain against his forehead and opened his eyes. He blinked to help the room come into focus and his eyes locked onto the reason for the throbbing sensation. Chanyeol was glaring at him and motioned with his chin to his sister who was curled up into his side. He could help but roll his eyes and slowly removed her hold on him so she wouldn’t wake up.

Once he was free the two of them walked towards the kitchen and the two sat at the table as Chanyeol slid Sehun a cup of black coffee. “You told me to talk to you before I talked to Minah…why?”

He remembered sending the text to Chanyeol after her nightmare because he knew that Minah wouldn’t tell him and he felt that Chanyeol needed to know what happened. He took a sip of the coffee and grimaced at the bitterness. “Did Kai tell you what happened last night?”

“No, he said he needed to talk to me when I got back though. Seems to be a current theme.” He replied eyeing him.

“Minyoung, you know him?”

“I think I’ve heard his name once or twice; from what I remember he’s trying really hard to earn his place but no one will speak up for him.” Sehun nodded knowing that Chanyeol didn’t let just anyone be part of his operation so the only way in was to have someone that was already a part of it to nominate you. He didn’t want anyone associated with him to go starting trouble for everyone because they decided to be impulsive and stupid. “Why?”

He pushed his cup away from him and stood up making his way to the counter and tossing a pile of fabric at him, “Your boy Minyoung decided he’d try and…persuade your sister.” The words felt bitter on his tongue. Sehun would have taken care of Minyoung himself for pure satisfaction, but even he knew that a pissed of Chanyeol was going to make more of a point than he ever could.

Chanyeol shook the fabric until he could grab an edge and hold it out. He turned it correctly once he realized it was a shirt and his face turned red with anger before dropping his arms and looking to Sehun for answers, “I want to know everything that happened.”

He went through the events starting from when he received Chanyeol’s text to Minah waking up from her nightmare. He tried to figure out what was going through his head after telling him the events of the previous night, “From what I know Minseok and Kai handled it, so maybe that’s what he needs to talk to you about? My sole focus was on getting Minah back here, especially after what you told me about Luhan.”

“Enough. That isn’t to be discussed here.” His voice was dangerously low and it made Sehun feel uneasy. He was pretty sure that Chanyeol wasn’t angry with him and his anger was towards Minyoung, but he didn’t want to take any chances.

“I need to go talk to Kai, stay here with her. I’ll be back in a few hours.” The murderous look on his face made him feel an ounce of worry for Minyoung because no one wanted to be on Chanyeol’s shit list and Minyoung just jumped to the number one spot.

The guy sat in his leather chair twirling the whiskey around in his glass as he stared at the photo. He hadn’t taken kindly to Chanyeol’s constant winning lately. He had ordered a few of his guys to follow Chanyeol and his main but he hadn’t expected him to actually show up in person this last time. He had finally managed to lure the cockroach from his hole. He respected Chanyeol for not taking him lightly as most had in the past, such weak competition, but to have a boy from the slums become his top competition…that was something he couldn’t have.

In this world money was power, therefore he held more power than the other, but somehow the cockroach still continued to thrive despite his attempts to squash him. Although an annoyance, he was finally gifted with something that made him smile. It was an unexpected surprise to see a girl constantly by his side and it made his stomach bubble in excitement at the prospect of taking something that was his.

His gaze lingered on the girl that was laughing with a bright smile as she looked at his competition, he really despised the cockroach being attached to that term. He set his glass down and pulled grabbed his phone from the table. Holding a down the number five it began to ring.

“Yes, sir?”

“I want Kris to start following that girl, something tells me she holds the key to finally getting rid of this pest.”

AN: This is my first time writing EXO and I’m really excited about this story. If you like it a reblog or like would be nice. I don’t have many EXO readers and any help would be amazing. Thanks for reading!