#oh and look at that it's 5am i should just stop never trust your emotions at 5am

[rapha-reads]

"She wished someone in this city would help them, that they weren't so alone. She wished Jesper's father could take them all with him."

*weeping* they're babies. They're 16 to 18 only! They should be at the club having sleepovers and angsting about grades and dates, not planning to take down the biggest names in the city.

What strikes me, though, is the fact that even the three Crows that still have parents can't just... go back home. Wylan's mother needs to be taken care of, he has to be the mercher, the one in charge of the fortune and the household. Inej cannot go back to the Suli caravan, no matter how welcoming her parents are, because that's not who she is anymore. And even Jesper can't just go back to Novyi Zem, he's not just Jesper Fahey, Colm's son anymore, he's Jesper the Crow, Jesper of the Dregs, Jesper, Kaz's lieutenant.

Even when Nina thinks "Jesper had somewhere to go, someone to take care of him", that's not true. And she knows it. But she's still a 17 year old girl who wishes against all hopes that this going back could be true.

[sanris3]

A fine line

Pairing: reader x san Genre: friends to lovers(?)/angst Summary: You realize you're in love with your best friend San and unsure how to approach it. Playing with the thin line between friends and lovers. author notes: This is my first piece in a while, I hope everyone enjoys it! in a silly goofy mood at 5am Word Count: 1.6k

The both of you definitely started off on the wrong note. When you and San were first introduced to each other, it was difficult to get close to him. He radiated this intimidating aura and with your shy self, there was no way you'd approach someone like him. You had mutuals through a couple friend groups, it was only natural that you'd end up friends. However, there had been a misunderstanding through a mutual friend and you never thought to clear the air.. because after all, you weren't in a position to fight for the friendship anyway. The both of you left it as it is. Fast forward to 2 years later and the two of you are closer than ever. There was a stark difference between your personalities, hobbies, hell- even the way you both processed things were different. But oddly enough, you guys make it work. You were the epitome of 'opposites attract.' You'd never expect that a toxic relationship would deem you two as inseparable. San struggled a lot and you were there for him whenever he needed a shoulder to lean on. No one understood him but you oddly did. Looking at his situation, you found yourself looking in the mirror recognizing you had been in his position just a year ago. You desired to be there for him. You were reminded of the turbulent moments and unexplainable behaviors that took place- and unknowingly, you began to prioritize him. Not in a romantic way- more so, just ensuring San is doing okay because after all, he is your best friend. All you could think about were the empty moments you experienced when you went through the same thing, you didn't want him to believe no one understood him, because you did. How delightful would it have been if you had someone like this to root for you back then? San allowed himself to become comfortable with you. Sharing each vulnerable thought was a common conversation you two had and honestly- it was fascinating to learn how aware he was about his emotions because all this time, you believed he was emotionally constipated. Even after being friends for so long, the conversations you had never reached the depth that they did now. This was a sign he genuinely acknowledged you to be his closest friend. You'll never overlook the excitement you experienced at the realization he trusts you at his most vulnerable moments. It was happiness. This is what it feels like to have a friendship reciprocated. Vulnerable. Stable. Consistent. Several months go by and that relationship ends. You adhere to his side until the end, making sure he's completely taken care of; and even though it's challenging, you walk him through the emotions, keeping him together at his roughest moments. You had become his pillar. And that's exactly what you did, until, he suddenly cut off contact with you. You understood his heartbreak. He needed time to heal, but that time apart managed to lead through the most confusing part of your friendship. You missed him terribly but what could you do? He needed his space and you respected that. You hear from him for the first time for what feels like forever and you notice something is off. There's something about his aura that shifted- and you couldn't figure it out. Both of you are nervous to talk to each other after the sudden break but as always, you get through it and pick up on the flow once again. But this time it's different. There was a new feeling of awareness in your stomach when you got a notif from him- and for so long, you assured yourself it was because you missed him. Which was true. (at least for now.) There were many instances where you wanted to reach out and invade his space but that would only harm your friendship, and that was the furthest thing you desired to do. But you couldn't help yourself, you grew anxious that he would disappear on you again and started attaching yourself to him a different way and it was a scary feeling because you knew where this would lead to. "She was my person. It was rocky but I've never loved anyone so hard," he says amidst another vulnerable conversation. You try to bring him comfort by wrapping your arms

around him, gently pulling him in for a hug as he sobs again for the night. Your hands rub against his back, gently finding a pace. You feel his grasp on you tighten, hands clinging to you like you'll slip away. But you stay there, bringing him all the comfort he needs, he was still healing. There was that feeling again. Like always, you brushed it aside and never dared to ponder upon it. For the first time, your heart sinks when he's talking about her. It's a good day for both of you. Throughout your hangout you're able to pick up conversations like before, San is starting to smile again and joke a lot more often, the bright San you knew was returning and you were genuinely happy for him. "I knew you'd turn out okay, if I did, you would. It just took some time." you blurt out in the middle of silence as the two of you are watching a movie. He stops in his tracks to turn towards you, "Thank you." His lips curve up into a warm smile with his arms reaching out, unexpectedly pulling you into his arms. "You know, I'm sorry for disappearing. You've been nothing but good to me through everything. I'm grateful to have you around, I promise I'll return everything." You go along with it, loosely wrapping your arms around his frame. "It's okay." You answer with a pause before continuing. "I missed you a lot." "I did too."

There it is again. That feeling. As time went by, it was growing difficult to ignore the little jump in your heart seeing anything of him. A text? A call? Hanging out? Your wavering heart couldn't ignore. The overwhelming feeling was too much for you to handle so that day you ignore San for your sake. You took the day off to think about your feelings for the first time. Why him? Why now? It was hard to understand the sudden change in heart. You pondered over and over again if this was true. Overthinking leads one thing to another and the next thing you know, you're on your bed crying endlessly in the sheets. Out of all people, your feelings were stirred up by Choi San. For the next few months, it was a brutal game of push and pull. Not between you and San, but you and yourself. Slowly, you were filled with frustrations no one but him had answers to, it was driving you insane; One moment you would see San as a friend, then it would be more than that. The friendly gestures you were recieving from him were transforming to a different meaning in your heart. The pet names, the random compliments, the sporadic oversharing- oh you wished that it would stop. But a part of you knew you were acting like this due to the fact you were hyper aware of your feelings.

At one point you wondered what it would be like to feel his lips against yours. It was a confusing cycle you couldn't stand to seperate from him. How bad could it be if you started and ended things on your note? But if you revealed your heart, what if it backfired? There was a chance you'd lose your best friend and it was too risky to cross that line. You were desperate enough to go on dates, and of course, San encouraged you through all of them. There was a clear answer to your questions but the little hope you had in you, kept praying. Just maybe. You wanted San to feel the same way. Maybe it was the alcohol in your system, or you were tired of stringing yourself along- so you initiated the conversation about dating again. Of course, you were extremely careful with how you apporached the situation; One mess up and it'll change the dynamic of your bond forever. You thought about what would happen far ahead. Sure he accepts your feelings and there's might be connection but what if you guys aren't compatiable as lovers? would the both of you have the courage to love like you haven't been hurt? "San- Can I ask you for advice on something? Or not really advice.. but your input." The brunette gears his attention towards you fully, emmitting the same flustering feeling in your stomach. But you don't react physically.

"Is it something serious?" "Yeah sort of-" "Is this another joke you're play-" "I'm serious!" "Okay, what's up?" "what do you think about dating a friend?-" "what?" "just answer the question." "I'm scared it'll happen again." " yeah same, I get you." The both of you return to the movie, carrying on like the conversation didn't happen. The air turned thick. At one point the comfortable silence grew suffocation. Did he catch on or are you thinking too much? For the first time you realized how dangerous that fine line between friends and lovers were. In the end, you didn't want him to take responsibility for your actions. Why should San suffer because of your feelings? that was the last thing you wanted. Sure, you won't be able to kiss him and hug him, or feel his embrace in a much more intimate way- but he was by your side and that mattered. With that, you were happy and content. Even if his heart wasn't yours. "San?" "Yeah?" "I'm really grateful you're my best friend." "I could say the same."

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

Go Go Let's Go! Let's Go! Dateko! (Pt 3)

⚠️THIS FIC IS 18+ NSFW, MINORS DNI ⚠️

Warnings: angst, swearing, fluff, smut mentioned

Word count: 7,000 +

You wake up the next morning fully exhausted.

After yet another round before you both cooked dinner, you ended dinner with Takuro fucking you against the wall as you gushed around his cock.

You hadn't fucked that much since you were in your early 20s. And for a man in his late 40s, Takuros stamina was unmatched.

It took you an hour to pack up and leave because he had to fuck you again in the bedroom and on the couch.

"I seriously can't get enough of you" He says as he walks you to your car.

"Well we will definitely be having more sleep overs very soon" you say as he kisses you.

"Dont leave" he says, hugging you tightly "Please stay"

"Taku I can't Kenji will be home soon" you say as you places kisses on his neck.

"When are we going to tell him Y/N? He deserves to know" Takuro said

He was right. Kenji needed to know.  The last thing you wanted was to lie to your son,

"I'll talk to him tonight ok" you say as Takuro smiles at you and kisses you goodbye.

You arrive home grabbing your bag from the car. You hope Kenji isn't home yet as you approach your house. You see a light on.

fuck

You open the door and walk in.

"Hi Kenji, sorry I'm late. I was at grandma and gran-" you say as you look up to see your son glaring at you.

"Kenji are you ok?" You say with concern on your face.

"Oh I don't know mom. How would you feel if you saw your mother kiss your coach in public?" He says as your eyes widen.

"Thought I was going to grab some snacks but turns out I got a whole ass meal in the form of my mother making out with my volleyball coach! What in the actual fuck mom? How long? How long have you been lying to me?" He screams at you as you shutter back

You've never seen your son so angry as he is right now.

"It's one thing for you to come to out games Mom but for you to date my coach?? Seriously mom that's too far" Kenji screams at you as you stand there absorbing it all.

"I mean Jesus Christ mom! You couldn't go an date some other random man! Why can't you just get your own life! Instead you have to fuck my coach! I hate you!" He screams as he stomps to his room slamming his door.

You can't say anything. You're completely frozen.

He hated you. The words swarmed your mind over and over 

Had you going out with Takurō really affected Kenji this much? You feel your eyes begin to swell as tears began to roll down your cheeks. You turn, slowly moving to your room as you feel the tears begin to fall faster.

You didn't sleep much that night. Not at all really. You couldn't believe you broke you child's trust like that. You hated yourself and hated that you made him so uncomfortable. 

 You had to talk to Takuro. You sent him an early text at 5am as you made your way to the kitchen. You noticed Kenji's door was still closed ad you made coffee and fruit to take to your room. You return to a message asking to meet you before morning practice.

You get dressed and leave the house without a sound. You try to be as quiet as you can be as to not disturb your sleeping kid. I've already messed up his life enough I don't want to mess up his sleep you say to yourself as you get in your car and drive to the school. It's 6:00am by the time you arrive. Takurō is already waiting for you.

You get out of your car as he notices the tears spilling from your eyes.

"Y/N what's wrong is everything ok?" He rushes to you and pulls you into a hug. Your tears completely drowning out everything, including the preying eyes of a certain 2nd year manager as she approaches the side of the school.

 Mai stops when she sees you and the coach. She hears you crying and backs up next to the gym to listen.

"I'm sorry Takuro but I can't keep seeing you" you say as yu look at him with tears streaming down your face.

"I don’t understand Y/N I thought-" Takuro says concerned

"Kenji found out about our dates. Apparently he saw us with a few members of the team. He was really upset and told me I need to stay out of his school life" you say as your tears begin to flow quicker.

Takuro pulls you into a hug. He doesn't want you to be upset

"Y/N let me talk to him please I want to be with you" Takuro says as he pulls away placing his hand under your chin.

"Takuro no please he already hates me enough. I can't lose my son. He's right I should have never pryed in his life. I'm so sorry Takuro. I really like you but I can't do this to Kenji" you say as you back up to gave him.

Takuro is devastated to say the least. The women he cares so deeply for is forced to make a choice because he had crossed the line between parent and coach.

"No Y/N, it's my fault. I'm sorry that this happened. I don't blame you. If anything this is my fault. I should have been more responsible. You are Kenji's mom and I'm his coach. It was inappropriate" he says as he looks down.

Somehow it hurt even more to hear Takuro say those words. You knew he cared for you but he was trying to take the burden of your son's blame off of you.

Meanwhile Mai is both crying and furious. 

Could Kenji really be this big of an ass?

"Thank you for supporting the boys Y/N. It was a pleasure" Takuro says as he waves to you turning to walk towards the gym.

You get in your car as you start to drive home. The tears consistently rolling down your cheeks. You park the car as you completely lose your cool. You start beating on the steering wheel screaming and crying as you let all your pent up emotions out.

you're neighbors probably think your insane

After 15 minutes you walk in the house, noticing Kenji's door is open. You decide to leave him be as you make your way to your room still sniffling from your car melt down. 

You walk into your room and lay down. You've already called out of work for the day as you feel like you just mentally can't do it. You lay in bed as you feel the emotions take over again.

Meanwhile Kenji arrives at school. He's still mad about his discovery of yours and his coaches relationship. He can't believe you would do such a thing to him. To invade his personal life like that.

Coach doesn't say anything though out practice. Kenji figures his mom already has him in her side through this whole ordeal. Why wouldn't he be?

"Mai can you tell coach we need to get the jerseys altered" Kenji says to Mai as she watches coach look to Kenji and walk out of the gym.

"Tell him yourself" Mai says snarkily as she turns away.

"Mai just do it" Kenji says "i’m not in the mood today"

"Why because you’re ashamed you made your mom cry" Mai yells as the team stops.

Mai looks at Kenji and she's pissed.

"You know you have the sweetest kindest mom in the entire world and she's happy. But you can't have that can you Kenji because you're a massive ass" Mai screams.

Kenji is heated. He doesn't know how Mai found out but he isn't going to take being yelled at.

"Mai you have no idea what you're even talking about so just butt out" Kenji screams at her and Aone walks in from of Mai forming a protective barrier.

"It's ok Aone. I'm not scared of Kenji" she says as steps in front of Aone "you know what I saw this morning Kenji? I saw your mom and coach in the parking lot. And your mom was crying. Like hard core crying telling coach that she couldn't see him anymore."

Mai is shouting at Kenji as Kenji just stares.

You were really crying? And worse is he caused it? 

"You know Kenji your mom goes out of her way to do everything for this team! Coach shows interest in her and she likes him back and suddenly its an attack on you?" Mai is screaming at this point, tears flowing down her face.

The team watches in shock. They have never seen Mai this angry before.

"Newsflash asshole you're mom is allowed to be happy! She told coach she couldn't see him anymore because of you! She told him she didn't want to hurt YOU KENJI. Your mom is heartbroken and she's worried because he son is upset because she's happy? Give me a fucking break!" Mai screams one last time as she turns to walk out of the gym, slamming the door behind her.

The boys stand in silence. Kenji is shocked.

you really liked coach that much and you really cared enough about him to ruin whatever you and coach had going on?

The team turns as they shake their heads in disbelief at Kenji, even Aone shows emotion.

"You are the only one who sees an issue here Kenji" he speaks as he walks back to join the team.

Kenji walks out of the gym doors as he slides down the outer walls. He really was being an ass. He didn't care about your feelings only his own personal standings as the captain of the iron wall.

He got up walking to the coaches office. He knocks as Takuro directs him to enter.

Takuro looks up at Kenji and back to his paperwork. He doesn't sound good. He sounds like he's upset.

"Yes Futakuchi" Takuro chokes out.

Kenji clears his throat "do you really care about her?"

Takuro looks up from his work spinning around his in chair.

"I do but she made it clear that you come first. As a good mother should. You are really lucky to have her. She cares for your very deeply and she loves you so very much" he says she he swivels around facing his work with his arms resting in his desk as his hands lean against his forehead

"I see" he says as he crosses his arms in front of his chest "then I guess I owe you both an apology".

Takuro turns in his chair to see a soft smiling Kenji as a smile slowly appears on his face. 

The day seems to drag on. It's only 4pm but it feels like you've been in bed for days. You decide to get up and shower, planning to make dinner before Kenji comes home. He might not want to speak with you but you're still his mother.

You shower and walk to the kitchen to prepare dinner. You start to sniffle again as you try not to let it go into a full blown cry session. You hear the door open as you continue to cut up vegetables.

You don't hear anything as you look up to see your tall son leaning against the door frame to the kitchen with his arms crossed in front of his chest.

You smile lightly as you try not to cry more. The tears seem to flow no matter how hard you try to control them.

"Mom" Kenji says in a sweet voice.

You look up smiling at him as you wipe your tears "Oh hi sweetheart how was practice?"

He frowns walking over to you as he hugs you from behind. No longer being able to control the tears you turn around hugging your son as you crying into his shoulder.

"Kenji I'm so sorry. Please forgive me! I didn't mean to ruin your life. I just got excited and-" you say as your tears continue to wet his date tech tracksuit.

"Mom stop ok" Kenji says as he pulls away placing hands on your shoulders.

"Mom I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I was a complete ass to you. I didn't even listen to your side of the story" he says as he looks at you ashamed "you've done so much for me and I ruined your happiness."

"It's ok baby I overstepped my boundaries. I'm sorry" you say as you hug him.

"Mai told me what happened with you and coach" Kenji said sweetly as he looks at your shocked face.

"M-Mai was there" you say as your eyes widen.

"Yeah and I'm glad she was. She told me what happened. She told me you told coach you couldn't see him" Kenji said looking down at you.

"It's ok Kenj. Coach was ok with it. He understood you came first" you say sweetly.

"Well Im not ok with it" Kenji says as he pulls away from you walking towards your front door. He opens the door for someone as your eyes widen.

"T-Takuro?" you say as you place your hands over your mouth.

"Hi Y/N" he says as he goes to hug you. You hug him back as you cry into this shoulder.

"Shh it's ok Y/N" he says as you break from the hug.

"Kenji?" you say questioningly to your son

"Mom I realized your happiness is more important than my reputation" he says as he looks at both you and coach.

"Kenji" you say as you start to cry yet again going to hug your son "you're really ok with this?"

"Yeah mom. I'm happy if your happy. Now go get ready. Coach is taking you out on a date or whatever" he says as he rolls his eyes and waves his hand walking go his room.

"Really" you say as you run back to Takuro and he chuckles. "Yes sweetheart" he says as he leans down the kiss you.

"God I'm never going to get use to this" Kenji says as he closes his bedroom door.

You both laugh as you deepen the kiss with the man of your affections.

*2 days later*

"Oh Ms. Futakuchi! It's so nice to see you" Obara shouts as Kenji rolls his eyes walking the complete other way as you and Takuro stroll into practice hand in hand.

"Thank you! It's nice to see you too" you smile.

"I see Mai got through to Kenji" Obara smirks as the rest of the team laughs.

"Alright time for laps" Kenji screams clapping his hands together trying to avoid the inevitable

"Wait what did Mai say?" You look at Kenji as he hides his face then to coach who starts laughing.

Mai was looking down at the floor, softly smiling.

"Well our sweet Mai laid in hard to ole Kenji. She told him he was being an ass and told him that you deserved the world" he says as he grabs your waist.

"Mai" you say as your mouth gapes and your eyes sparkle "Thank you!"

You run to hug her as she hugs you back.

"Marry this one Kenji! I like her a lot more than I like you" you snicker as you turn to leave practice.

Kenji just smiles as you walk hand in hand with Coach out of the gym.

"Whatever you say mom. Whatever you say"

[makknays]

can we try again?

a/n: this is one of my daydreams lol

word count: 1.1k

genre: idk man kinda sad ? kinda not ? its not rlly slice of life tho maybe it is

Life had been going smoothly lately; it was just what you needed after the last year you had been through. You were tired and exhausted; losing person after person, but they were never worth it anyway.

You were out with your friends the day he dm'ed you for the first time in over a year. You had noted prior to that, about a month ago, that he had followed you again and liked a couple of your photos. "That's weird? Maybe, it's mercury retrograde..." you thought to yourself at the time. Now you were faced with his notification; all it read was "hey ___."

[11.48pm] hey ___

seen.

You didn't know if you should respond or if you should ignore him. He had followed you before but you left it alone because you thought you had someone else at the time. That person only ended up hurting you anyway. You'd noticed him watching your stories from time to time when you searched for someone else's name but you quickly forgot him again. You had moved on. Right?

[4.27pm] you: hey

[4.34pm] him: hi. i just wanted to apologise for being a dick to you. you didnt deserve any of it. ive changed a lot since we last knew each other.

[4.58pm] you: oh. i wasnt expecting that

[4.58pm] its okay i dont really remember what you even did...last year was a lot

[5.00pm] him: oh i thought you hated me

[5.03pm] you: i never hated you. just forgot you existed.

[5.03pm] him: oh. thats better i guess? haha

[5.05pm] him: how have you been?

Just like that you fell back into conversation with him. It always felt easy with him and you hated that you felt what you felt before. You realised that you missed him too, but so much had happened to you that you didn't have time to miss him when he was gone. Now he was here. As a friend.

time skip 3 months

Namjoon was in your bed. You weren't sure how, actually that was a lie. Prior to not talking to each other for a year, the two of you had slept together twice. He told you he liked someone and broke it off, but you were in such a fragile state that you didn't understand how to cope and projected onto him. He never held it against you. Months went on and he came back and asked to sleep with you again. You said no because you were seeing someone at the time, yet he was adamant. You didn't talk for another 6 months.

Things fell back into place. The two of you were friends, friends who spoke about fucking each other and made plans to do so. That's why you woke up with him next to you. He had been staying over for the last few nights; him staying over made you rethink your feelings for the person beside you. You weren't sure if it was just nostalgia coming back or if you really did like him again. You didn't want to get hurt.

The night before you had suggested that the two of you wake up early to go on a walk and watch the sunrise by the Han River, so here you were waking up at 5am. "I wanna go back to sleep." "This was your idea. C'mon, let's go." "I don't wanna, I wanna sleep." "___, it's my last day here, c'mon, let's do it." he chuckled as he gently pulled your sleepy body so that you were sitting upright. You were hunched over, rubbing your eyes and pouting at being woken up so early on a day off. "___, stop pouting. This was your idea." he laughed, you always loved the sound of his laugh; it was something that always made you smile. You smiled at him before pulling yourself together and freshening up.

"Do you have a destination in mind?" he asked you as the two of you left the warmth of your apartment. "Nope, just along the river." you told him, leading the way. "Okay. I've missed the river. There's a lot of memories there." "Your fault for moving back to your parents." you teased. "Yeah, but I don't have any reason to be in Seoul anymore. We finished university and my job's all online." "Maybe you just need to find a reason." you shrugged. You hoped he knew what you meant by that.

"Hey, we should sit on this bench. The sun's rising now. It's a nice view too." he smiled as he guided you towards the bench he had targeted. The seat gave you the prefect view of the sun rising above the horizon and the two of you watched as the night faded and hues of pink and red started to blend into blue.

"I missed you, you know?" "Huh?" "When we didn't talk. I thought about you a lot. I know you forgot about me, but you're hard to forget, ___." "You just wanted to fuck me again." "Well, that was a factor." he chuckled. "But, seriously, I did miss you." "Why are you telling me this?" you laughed, not making eye contact with him; you don't know why but you were too scared.

"What if I told you I liked you and wanted to take you on a date?" he asked, looking at you as you stared across the river at the sun. You took a deep breath and sighed, finally turning to him, giving him a weak smile. "Namjoon, I would think you're lying to me." "Why?" "It's not that you ever lied to me. You told me as soon as you liked someone and I was the one that reacted like a monster, but there's a lot of things going on in my head that make it hard for me to trust what you're saying. A lot happened to me in the year we didn't speak to each other. I got really hurt and it's not something I'm ready to do again. I don't want to let what happened to me affect what could be here. I want to say yes, I do, but I'd wanna think about it more too. I feel like that's the right thing to do, since I've always been impulsive when it comes to emotions. I'd like to just be rational." as you told him what you felt your eyes drifted from his face to the river to your fiddling hands; you were so anxious and you didn't want to build a wall between the two of you but you were scared you might.

"Ah, I see. I'm sorry that happened while we were strangers." Namjoon said after reaching for your hand. "So, if I asked you on a date right now, what would you say?" he asked, looking into your eyes for any signs of rejection. "I wanna say yes, but-" "Then say yes, for now. It's okay if you change your mind later, but how about we try? We've known each other for a long time. We can trust each other, right? I won't hurt you again." "Okay." "Okay?" "Okay."

[p-artsypants]

Integrity-Part 3

Ao3 | FF.net

In the morning, Adrien awoke feeling lightheaded and dizzy.

“Hey, take it easy.” Plagg said softly.

“What…?” Nausea washed over him, settling unpleasantly in his tummy. “My stomach…”

“Yeah. Just take your time sitting up.”

This didn’t make sense. He had taken two ibuprofen before bed. Was this the after effects of shock? Or was there something wrong with Madam Cheng’s soup?

“What’s going on?”

“You don’t remember?”

Rubbing his eyes to wake up more and shake off the dizziness, Adrien sat up in bed…no. On the couch.

His room was trashed. All the books and movies were pulled off the shelves, his bedding was bunched up in the corner, and there were feathers everywhere from his pillows. The clothes from his closet were all over the bed and strewn on the floor.

Glancing towards the bathroom, it appeared to have been raided as well.

“What…?”

“Your father came back in after you went to bed. I left Ladybug’s house around 5am and came here. You and your father were fighting…but you were really…you were acting weird. I couldn’t understand what you were saying. Some of it was Chinese, and some of it was just garbage. You swung your fists at him, but he just kept tearing your room apart. I think he was looking for the Miraculous.”

“Ugh. I guess that trust wasn’t very deep.” He rested his head in his hands, and then winced. His face hurt.

Slowly and staggering, he made his way to the bathroom, only to find that his left eye was bruised.

“I think he…he gave you something.” Plagg said sadly. He was holding onto his tail, something he only did when he was genuinely scared or sad.

“What? Like I was drugged?”

“I think so. If you don’t remember any of that.”

“I...I remember you leaving and then going to bed. But that’s it.”

“Yeah. I think your father drugged you.”

Adrien combed his disheveled hair, taming it into something less chaotic. Then he walked back to sit at the end of his bed, staring at the chaos of his room. He hoped his father wasn’t expecting him to clean all this up.

“I don’t know why I expected better from a man who had Lila stalking me.” His voice was calm, despite the raging storm inside his chest.

His father was dead, the man known as Gabriel Agreste was just a husk full of garbage. Desperate, illogical, garbage.

“I’m glad I’m leaving for a while.” He stood, and picked through the clothes that were scattered everywhere.

He didn’t really want to be a model today. Though he didn’t own many clothes that his father hadn’t designed, but picking an outfit that was ‘so last year’ would be a start.

A comfortable cashmere creme cardigan, over a thin, black v-neck, and stonewashed jeans.

Comfortable, and boring. Perfect.

Adrien collected his book bag, making sure his homework was still in one piece. The bag had been upturned, but his tablet was okay.

Finally, he turned his phone off and left it on his desk.

“You’re up early,” Plagg commented. “If you leave now, no one will be at the school.”

“Then I won’t go to the school. Bakeries are open early.”

Plagg smiled, and zipped into a pocket on his cardigan.

Downstairs, he was unsurprised to be escorted by Nathalie into the dining room.

His father was there, waiting to have breakfast with him. For the first time in what felt like forever.

“Good morning, son.” Gabriel spoke, plainly and without shame.

How dare he. How dare he try to act like everything was peaches and creme. How dare he just sit there!

Adrien clenched his bag strap. “Father.”

“Oh come now, don’t be like that. Come and sit, there’s breakfast.”

Adrien glared at him. “So I’m just supposed to ignore my black eye?”

“No, of course not. We’ll put some cover up on it.”

Adrien shook his head. “I told you I trusted you. You said you trusted me. Apparently, you lied.”

“Adrien...”

Adrien took out his wallet, and took out the note he had written last night. He placed it on the table next to his father.

“I’m not hungry.” He stated, before leaving the room.

Even when his father called after him, Adrien kept moving. He couldn’t stop. Not until he was free!

The mansion doors slammed shut behind him, and he sprinted to the gate.

There was no stopping him now.

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Marinette woke up at her first alarm. Not rested. Not really possible when you’re awakened in the middle of the night with the biggest news of them all.

“Good morning, Marinette.” Tikki spoke softly, as one would talk to someone with a hangover.

“Morning. You guys have a fun time last night?”

“Hmm...sort of. It was fun to have everyone together. But we spent a long time just talking with Nooroo. It was…emotional.”

“Oh. Gabriel didn’t treat him well?”

“Nooroo was only allowed to call him ‘Master’.”

Marinette scoffed in disgust. “When things are a little more under control, I’ll take him out and talk with him. As of right now, Chat and I are the only ones that know Hawkmoth is gone. I don’t even know how we announce it.”

“You should probably talk to Chat first. The man is still around. Or maybe not! He should probably go to jail.”

“If he hasn’t already left Paris.” Marinette stated as she rose from bed.

Oh.

But what about Adrien?

How was she supposed to explain this to him? ‘Hi, love of my life, your father is a terrorist, and I have to put him in jail! Hope this won’t put a damper on our relationship!’

Damn it all to hell. Adrien would never speak to her again. This would completely ruin him. Because how do you deal with something like that? The only parent you have left, put in jail by the girl you thought you loved. There was just no coming back from it.

Marinette rested her head in her hands. “What do I do, Tikki?”

“Talk. To. Chat.” Tikki pressed. “Don’t do anything until then! You don’t know the whole story!”

“Yeah…” She sighed. “Man, I thought defeating Hawkmoth meant less stress, not more.”

“Just different stress.” Tikki tutted, bringing her her hairbrush.

“Thanks.” She took out her hair ties and brushed her hair. “Ugh, and now I have to go to school and face everyone after that blow up I had yesterday. I can’t.”

“You have Nino and Adrien though!”

“I can’t bare to look at Adrien. I think…I might cry if I do.”

Tikki rubbed against her cheek. “I don’t think Adrien would hold it against you. His father brought this upon himself. And he will know that.”

“I just…I don’t want to be the one to tell him.”

“Let’s just worry about getting through the school day first.”

“Yeah. Okay. You’re right.”

Today called for a creme colored cardigan, over her favorite black t-shirt (the one that was a little worn and stretchy), and a pair of distressed jeans. She opted for a bun as well, wanting to distance herself from Ladybug for the day.    

“You know...” thought Tikki, as Marinette gathered her school supplies. “Now that Hawkmoth is gone, you really could tell your parents. It might clear up some lingering distrust, and they could be on alert for the Miracle Box when you aren’t home.”

Marinette considered it, shouldering her bag. “It would clear things up...”

“It’s your choice of course. Just something to consider.”

“Yeah. I think that’s a good idea! I’ll tell them at dinner! And they can be the first civilians to know that Hawkmoth is gone!”

Newly motivated, Marinette skipped down the steps to breakfast.

However, it wasn’t just her mother in the kitchen.

“Hey Marinette,” Adrien said shyly. He glanced her over. “I guess one of us will have to change.”

It didn’t even compute with her that he was talking about her outfit.

His eye. He had a black eye. And besides that, he looked like a crumpled mess.

“Adrien? What—what happened?”

“Uh...little disagreement with my father. Your mom said I could stay with you guys, but I wanted to make sure you were cool with it.”

“Me? Sure! Of course!”

“Good, because there’s no one I’d rather trust.” He furrowed his brows a little more. “I have to be able to trust someone.”

God. Like a punch in the gut. Sure, he trusted her now, when he knew she was Ladybug. But once he found out his father was Hawkmoth, and she put him in jail? Game over. Trust broken. Heart broken.

She sat across from him, and held his hand. “You can trust me, Adrien. I only have your best interests at heart.”

He smiled at her. The doom and gloom seemed to flit away as adoration took its place.

‘Talk to Chat first’ Tikki’s voice reminded her in her mind. ‘You don’t know the whole story.’

Oh god! What if the disagreement was over the Miraculous? What if Adrien suffered because of Chat?

This was unfair.

Damn Gabriel.

“Omelets!” Sabine sang, placing plates in front of them. “And for you dear.” She gave Adrien a cold pack for his face.

“Thank you Madam Cheng.”

“Of course sweetie. If you need anything else, just let me know. And you can call me Sabine, or whatever you’re most comfortable with.”

“Thank you, Sabine.” He smiled briefly.

“If you’re staying with us, do you need someone to get some clothes and stuff?” Asked Marinette.

“No, I snuck a bag out last night. It’s at school.”

“How did you manage that?”

Adrien bit his lip. “I got some help from Chat Noir.”

Her eyes widened, and she spoke quietly. “So...do you...you know, know?”

“Yeah. I promise I’ll tell you everything later, but...” he glanced over at her mom. “We have other things to deal with.”

Marinette understood what he was getting at, and decided to shelf the conversation. At least until she talked to Chat. Once she had all sides of the story, she could come up with a solution that benefited everyone. “I’m not really looking forward to school. Especially with what happened yesterday.”

He chuckled. “Oh my god, that was just yesterday. I had a long night.”

“I bet.”

“I didn’t mean to change the subject. I’m safe now, so let’s worry about you.”

“It’s okay, Adrien, really. We’ve got each other’s backs, okay?”

“Yeah.”

Marinette glanced at her phone. “Still haven’t heard from Alya. I don’t know if Nino didn’t get through, or if she’s waiting to talk to me in person.”

“Well, I know it sucks, but maybe just let her go?”

She shrugged. “I mean, maybe. Her manipulation tactic yesterday hurt really bad. But she’s the one that’s fueling Lila. Since she wants to be a reporter so bad, I want her to consider that she may get bad leads.”

“Wait, manipulation tactic? What did she say? There was a lot happening yesterday and I don’t know if I caught everything.”

“She said something like, ‘the way you are acting is really hurting me’ when I was the one that was really upset. Granted, Lila was the one that gave her that idea.”

“Why is that manipulative?” He asked, genuinely curious.

“She was trying to make me feel guilty because I was angry. I was upsetting her because I was upset. You see?”

It was like a lightbulb went on in Adrien’s head, as his eyes widened, before his head dropped on the table. “So many people have used that on me, and I’ve fallen for it every time.”

“Oh Adrien...”

“Thank you,” he said, sitting up. “I guess there’s still a lot for me to learn about social cues.”

“It’s okay! I can help you.”

“Hate to interrupt,” said Sabine, “but if you kids want to take advantage of being up early, you better leave now!”

“Thanks Maman! See you at lunch.”

“Have a good day, you two!”

As they passed Tom in the bakery, he gave Marinette a kiss on the cheek, and rubbed Adrien’s head.

Then they leisurely made their way to school.

“Can I hold your hand?” Asked Adrien.

Marinette raised an eyebrow. “Have you asked me out?” She blinked. “Wait, that’s not what the argument was about, right? With your father?”

“No, no Marinette, he actually thinks you’re fine. We had a good talk before everything went down...but still, I got some other loose ends. Not yet, but soon. But, close friends who will soon be dating can hold hands, right?”

“Especially if they’re both having a rough time.”

“Yes, especially then.” He took her hand, and intertwined their fingers.

Marinette gave a happy hum and had an extra bounce in her step.

“You got happy all of a sudden,” Adrien commented.

“I’m holding Adrien’s hand! If you would have told last week Marinette about this, she wouldn’t have believed you.”

“Last week Marinette is missing out.” He grinned.

She squeezed his hand.

At school, they had just cleared the door before they heard Lila’s pathetic wailing.

“Now what?” They said in tandem.

Walking closer, they got let in on the story.

“—told me if I ever told anyone, I’d be fired! But I just couldn’t take it anymore! Not after what Marinette did to me yesterday! I told Gabriel exactly what Adrien did! And he didn’t believe me! He called me a liar and fired me!”

Marinette and Adrien shared a look.

“I knew this was going to happen.” He lamented.

“And then Marinette’s mother called mine and told her I deserved to be bullied! That I deserved to be molested!”

Looking around the group assembled, some had looks of horror, while others held looks of disbelief.

“Sabine said that?” Asked Alix, one of the doubters. “I...I can’t even imagine that.”

“It’s true! My mom talked to her and everything! We’re getting a lawyer.”

And then, Lila noticed Adrien and Marinette standing in the back of the crowd, listening.

And of course, Adrien never covered up his bruise.

“Look! Just look at him! That’s where I punched him after he groped me!”

All heads swiveled to look at Adrien, followed by a round of gasps.

“Dude...” Nino stared at him. “What happened to you?”

“I already told you, Nino!” Lila bawled. “He touched me! He’s a sex offender! Please, you have to believe me!”

Nino have a long sigh. “Dude. We were just talking yesterday about how he and Kagami were together. I really don’t want to be a victim denier, but this whole story seems really fishy.” He turned back to Adrien. “What really happened?”

Not deterred by Lila’s story, Adrien covered his face. “I had...a little disagreement with my father.”

“Oh yeah? What about?” Asked Kim.

Adrien winced. “It’s not really anyone’s business. I don’t want to talk about it.”

“A likely story!” Said Sabrina. “But Chloe said you’re a bad liar!”

Ivan cracked his knuckles. “If you touched her, you’ll be dealing with more than a black eye when I’m done with you.”

Marinette rested a hand on Ivan’s fist. “Adrien didn’t touch Lila. She’s been the one touching him. Adrien finally told his dad last night, and that’s why she was fired. I was there when he called his dad.”

Adrien appreciated Marinette stepping in. He was having a hard time staying calm.

But no reason to worry about becoming an Akuma!

“Funny how you claimed she was threatening you, when you were the one threatening her. Now you’re the one claiming she’s sexually harassing him? That’s so stupid, guys can’t be sexually harassed!” Kim spouted this nugget of wisdom, and Adrien trembled.

“How would you like it, if every goddamn day of your life you had to let some girl hang off of you, no matter how mean or cruel, no matter how uncomfortable. And you just had to smile about it?” Adrien grit out, with thinly veiled rage.

“I’d count myself lucky. As a male model, you get to be surrounded by hot chicks all the time! How is that a bad thing?”

“Because I don’t want them!” Adrien shouted. “I don’t want Lila, or Kagami, or Chloe! I don’t want Eva, or Annette, or Marlina! I just want—“

My Lady.

He screwed up his face, swallowing back his pain. He didn’t want to talk about last night. He didn’t want to tell his classmates. He only wanted to tell those he trusted. And that was a very small pool right now.

“My black eye is none of your business. I don’t want to talk about it. But it has nothing to do with Lila. Yes, I told my father I was being sexually harassed by her, and I asked if I could not model with her anymore. Given that she lied to get Marinette expelled, I had a feeling she would lie about me too. He made the decision to let her go.”

“I didn’t lie to get Marinette expelled!” Lila protested.

“But you admitted to having a lying disease! And you took back all those claims to get me back in school! Why should anyone believe you right now? How are you all not considering if this is a ‘side effect’ of her ‘disease’?!” Marinette protested.

For the first time since their arrival, Alya finally spoke up. “The coffee was cold yesterday.”

Everyone looked at her, somewhat put off by the seemingly random subject change.

“The coffee that Marinette spilled on Lila that gave her third degree burns. Marinette poured the rest of it on my hand. It was cold.”

Lila sat in silence.

“Well,” Alix spoke. “I don’t know who to believe anymore. And frankly, it’s none of my business, like Adrien said. I’m done with drama.”

“Yeah, me too.” Said Rose, sadly. “I just want us all to get along.”

“Like we did before Lila?” Nino asked.

“Nino!” Lila gaped at him. “It’s not my fault Marinette got jealous! That’s unfair!”

“Sure dude.” He shrugged.

Then, blessedly, the bell rang.

Marinette, Adrien, Nino, and Alya lingered behind as the rest of the class wandered to class.

“So,” Alya began, “If I can be totally honest, I’m torn. I do think Lila has...something wrong with her. Whether she has some illness that makes her lie, or she’s a narcissist? I don’t know. I don’t know if I believe she’s doing this on purpose either. She’s been so nice and so sweet. She’s babysat when you had to bail last minute. I feel like I’m between a rock and a hard place. I don’t want to pick sides.”

Marinette nodded. “I understand. It is difficult when you’re in between friends. Do you trust me, Alya?”

Alya screwed up her lips in a frown, considering the thought. Then she looked over to the boys.

Marinette touched her shoulder and directed her gaze back over. “Don’t look at them. Look inside yourself. Just be honest with me. You know I won’t get mad. Do you trust me?”

Alya glanced down to her shoes. “I want to, but...”

Marinette just watched her carefully.

“You bail a lot. You disappear, you give really flimsy excuses. You forget about things. Most of the class hasn’t picked up on it, but I know you lie to me sometimes. You’re allowed to have your secrets, and I know you aren’t trying to hurt me...I just...” she clenched her fists. “I don’t know.”

Alya was observant and a reporter at heart. Of course she’d pick up on this.

“Alya, you’re my best friend. I do have secrets, and one day, I’d love to tell you. But right now, it’s safer for you not to know.”

That didn’t really instill Alya with faith. “I guess that’s fair.”

“I don’t want your blind trust, Alya. All I want is for you to do your own critical thinking, and check your sources.”

Alya rolled her eyes. “So everything Lila says is a lie?”

“I didn’t say that. But if several things she says are untrue, maybe you should double check her claims. You know that the coffee yesterday was cold. And you know my mother would never tell someone they deserved to be bullied. She did call Lila’s mom yesterday. I don’t know what she said, but I know it came from a place of concern.”

“It comes down to integrity, Alya.” Said Adrien. “Sometimes people fail and lie, but their character should still speak for them. Do I seem like the kind of person that would grope a girl?”

Alya actually chuckled at that. “You are probably the least likely. You’re a literal ball of sunshine.”

“My mother taught me to be a gentleman at all times. Especially when I’m famous and working with women. If I was creepy and skeevy, no one would doubt if a woman made a claim against me. And by being kind and a gentlemen, it’s least likely that someone would lie like that to take advantage of me in the first place. Fake rape and molestation charges are something males in our industry face a lot. They ruin our reputation, and make it harder for real cases to get justice. It sucks.”

“So, you never touched Lila?”

“I only touched what I was instructed to during shoots, like her arm or her waist. Never any more than that. I have zero attraction to her. But like I said, she had touched me...not anything that would be considered molesting, but she grabbed my arm and rubbed my chest. She grabbed my butt once. I told my dad I didn’t like it, and I feared that she’d pull this exact scenario if I crossed her. After all, she lied to get Marinette expelled. The only reason she double lied to get her back in school was because I let her model with me in exchange.”

Alya frowned harder. “Lila’s behavior yesterday gave me some red flags. How she had outed Marinette’s crush like that...that was cruel. I don’t care what kind of beef you have with someone, that’s against the girl code. I just...need some time.”

Nino wrapped an arm around her. “Let’s go to class. Later, let’s take a look at some of her stories you put on the blog. We’ll make a threshold of deniability. If she’s exaggerating, we can let things go, but if there are straight lies, we have to consider if a friendship with her is worth it.”

Alya nodded, rubbing her eye. “Yeah. That sounds like a good idea.” She managed a smile for both Adrien and Marinette. “Is there a reason you’re matching today?”

They hadn’t even noticed.

“Comfort clothes.” They both said, then chuckled.

Miss Bustier came out of the teachers lounge. “What are kids doing out here still? If you can beat me to the classroom, I won’t mark you tardy!”

The four sprinted up to the classroom.

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The Emperor

CHAPTER 4

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characters : “The 7 Dragons” Emperors; Min Yoongi, Kim Namjoon, Kim Seokjin, Jung Hoseok, Park Jimin, Kim Taehyung, Jeon Jungkook. Ahn Y/n. Bang Hyunsik. Soo Jaemin

cameos : Prince Park Jihyun (Emperor Jimin’s younger brother) , Jeon Junghyun (Emperor Jungkook’s older brother, the general of his military, Jung Jiwoo (Emperor Hoseok’s older sister, his advisor), and Cha Eunwoo (a soldier of the Kim’s empire)

word count : 7.4K

Warnings for this chapter : mention of nudity and sex, mention of pushing and slapping someone, a boner, groping, grinding, palming, intense make out session, scenes leading to sex 18+ 

Rate : 18+ M

genre : fluff, angst, smut, action, emperor au

Author’s note: I forgot to mention their age……..

Seokjin is the same age as Yoongi and everybody else is the same age as they are in real life. Y/N is the same age as Taehyung and Jimin

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I forgot to mention their age……..Seokjin is the same age as Yoongi and everybody else is the same age as they are in real life . Y/N is the same age as Taehyung and Jimin. Also “The 7” is boring for an ally name so I changed it into “The 7 Dragons” . I know you didn’t read the author’s note ;) HAHAHA

Chapter 4

Y/N POV / 1st POV

          I felt my eyes flutter open, the beam of the sun immediately making me squint and turn the other way, not wanting to get up. I sighed, the heat of the sun on my back immediately making me feel warm in contrast to the chilly autumn weather. I sat up feeling confused, holding the silk sheets up to my chest, feeling chilly. I rubbed my eyes, trying to rub away my blurry vision. Looking around I saw no one else in the room, as I moved my eyes around the room everything glistened. The room was decorated with gold furniture, a portrait of the present three Kim Emperors was hung up on the wall with golden borders along with a portrait of their late parents above them, only with a slightly bigger frame. I looked at my friends’ portrait again, the familiar red string around Jin’s and Namjoon’s wrist made me smile, looking down on my wrist I admired the red string wrapped around it.

          The sliding doors to my room suddenly opened, startling me, making my grip on the sheets tighter to my chest. I looked at who it could’ve been, possibly Seokjin or Namjoon, but it was a stranger making me feel more frightened. The man offered me a boxy smile, and took one step into the room without closing the doors, making me feel at a little more ease. “My brothers have requested for your presence, Y/N.” I looked at the man again trying to read his body language, only to see a calm, honest man with a bubbly personality. Brothers?

          I continued looking at the odd, yet handsome young man. He grinned at my expression seeming as if he knew what I was thinking. “Oh! I’m sorry, I forgot to introduce myself, for like the hundredth time. I know you just came back from the farm the other day (referring to Chapter 2) after you and Namjoon hyung dealt with the lieutenant.” The man never stopped smiling, making me feel a little flustered. “Ah! Yes, my apologies for holding you back. My brothers are waiting for you at the pagoda near the lake.” The stranger then stepped back out of my room with a pout on his face, making him look even more cute than he already was before. “I never liked that lieutenant anyway, but they never listen to me because I am the youngest. Hmph. Whatever.”

          Before he closed the doors and smiled at me, “You’re very adorable, Y/N. Also, no need to cover yourself up too much, the silk is already kind of outlining your cherries. See you later!” with that came a loud shut of the doors with the sound of footsteps disappearing as he got further away from my Hanok. What just happened. Fuck, how can he apologize for not introducing himself but doesn’t even introduce himself. And my cherries? I don't even have any fruit in my room. What an odd, confusing man. A handsome, odd, confusing man. I shook my head still in the midst of waking up. I looked at the floor near the melting candle only to see 5 screws on the floor, it’s only 5am. I grunted and layed down again feeling more tired than ever, cursing Seokjin and Namjoon in my head for having someone, a stranger even, to wake me up.

          They can wait a few more minutes. I closed my eyes trying to remember the features of the handsome man that had woken me a few moments ago. I remember his brown eyes and the mole on his nose. I remember seeing a gold emblem on his bandana, across his forehead but my memory was a blurring everything but his face. Hm I wonder if he already has a consort. But cherries, what did he mean. Wait did he mean...my nipples?! I opened my eyes and sat up quickly, looking down seeing my nipples poking through the silk sheet. I gasped in shock, they were poking through the sheets due to the cold. That guy was a pervert! I scoffed, “Of course. Men only want to get in your pants this dynasty.” I got off my bed and started to put on my hanbok to meet up with Namjoon and Seokjin. I reminisce about the events that have happened for the past two weeks, wondering if Emperor Yoongi was waiting for my arrival. Bastard, he’s probably not even worried for me.

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          I stepped down from my horse and gave it to the guard that was in front of the entrance. I turned to the side and saw Namoon already in his armor with a smile on his face, offering his arm for me to take. I smiled back at him and encircled our arms together, my hand wrapped around his bicep. I chuckled, “Is this your way of trying to present me as your consort, Emperor Namjoon?” Namjoon laughed at my question, eyes disappearing into slits, “In your dreams, missy.” I chuckled remembering oh how I missed him and his jokes, yet intelligent remarks to everything. I frowned, remembering the event at the farm, now I am at the palace, today possibly determining Eunwoo’s verdict and punishment. I looked at him noticing his sunken, swollen eyes and skinny figure. A moment of slice fell between us as we continued walking on the way to the back of the palace to the pagoda. I cleared my throat, attempting to clear the tension in air, side eyeing him to see his expression only for it not to falter

“Hey, listen, I can convince Seokjin to let go of Eunwoo. I might have mistaken Eunwoo and his da-”

“The evidence was there Y/N. Don’t worry about me, I am an Emperor. I have no need to feel any sort of emotion for a tyrant who betrayed his own Emperor, his own people. I feel no sympathy for those types of people.”

          I looked at him, worried for his emotional and mental state. I stopped walking, my arm still encircled with his, startling him as my grip had pulled him back. He turned to my direction, I felt saddened as he couldn’t look me in the eye, instead focusing his gaze on something else behind me. “Just because you’re an emperor does not mean you need to lack emotion. He was one of your closest friends, someone who understood you and listened to your military tactics. It is understandable that the pain you’re feeling is something you choose not to show. Just like me, I know he was a part of your childhood too. We’re in our mid-twenties and we can’t run away from what we feel as people forever.” Even though his gaze was not on me, I had seen his eyes glisten more in the sun as tears welled up, witnessing him keep his stern, not blinking, refusing for them to fall down his cheeks.

“Losing someone...losing someone hurts but that doesn’t mean you should lose yourself as well, Joon.”

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          I continued walking to the pagoda, remembering how I left Namjoon based on his request. I stopped in the middle of the stone path admiring the flowers and the trees, also noticing the guards standing at their posts, except for one that was empty, Eunwoo’s. I sighed and continued along the path. I started thinking of what can happen if they had chosen to execute Eunwoo and his dad, who also happened to be citizens of the Bang Empire, finding out from the book of immigrants. No wonder they had always left during the summer, they would go back and then return here starting autumn. A war...a possible war between The 7 Dragons against the Bang Empire and the Soo Empire. I felt my arm hairs rise as I imagined the damage that can be done to Korea and the blood that will be shed if it were to happen. I shivered in the slightest remembering when my family and I had to move to the Min Empire from the Kim Empire when I was a kid.

          A hand gripped my shoulder, turning me around. I looked at the owner's hand and saw Namjoon, his eyes red and face a little swollen. “You cried…” Namjoon chuckled lowly, nodding his head, not afraid of telling the truth. “Listen, I am sorry. I never told you beforehand. I am so sorry. You’re my best friend, heck, I hired you as a personal spy for the allies. I hired you because I trust you. I should’ve trusted you, I should never put my hands on a woman. You’re my best friend before you are my spy.” Namjoon started tearing up again, except this time he had let his tears fall endlessly down his face, not bothering to care how he had looked in front of me. I smiled bitterly, remembering how he had harshly pushed me and almost slapped me. I put my arms around his shoulder and hugged him tight.

          “It’s okay. I know I have your trust. Never in my life would I trade it for anything else. Never. Plus, even if you did slap me, I would’ve kicked you where the sun doesn’t shine.” I chuckled, joking around with him to try to enlighten the mood.

“But I saw how frightened you were. I saw the fear, Y/N. I know that look. I’ve seen it before.”

I pulled away from him, cupping his face and wiping his tears. He leaned into my touch, crying silently, “You remind me of mum.” I smiled at his comment and pulled him into a hug again, letting him cry onto my shoulder. “I’m your best friend, of course I’m going to care for you like family. Don’t worry about me too much.”

“Ehem.”

          Namjoon and I pulled away from the hug looking at the direction of the person who had interrupted our moment. “I want a hug too.” Seokjin pouted like the man baby he was. I chuckled and shook my head walking past him into the pagoda, hearing him whine more as I just had ignored him. In the pagoda layed a round table with 8 chairs, unique with its own colors. My curiosity got the best of me, why were there 8 when there’s only 3 of us? I looked back at Namjoon and Seokjin whispering amongst themselves, stealing glances at me from time to time. I rolled my eyes at their childish behavior. Nothing has changed, I smiled to myself.

          I sat on the white chair, which was placed in between a black chair accented with rainbow specs to the right of me and a black chair with accents of gold to the left of me. As I sat down, I heard birds chirping all around me, flying from one tree to another, preparing to migrate because of seasonal changes. Ths red, orange, and yellow leaves dance from side to side as the wind is guiding them through the air. I listened to the whistle of the wind, imagining that the music was from someone playing a bamboo flute in mid-autumn. Hearing the leaves on the ground rustle my thoughts went to my parents, I felt worried as I have been gone for more than a week when I am usually only gone for a few days. I closed my eyes as I knew I was going to break down when thinking of my ill father.

“Y/N?”

          I stood up, quickly blinking my tears away. I faced the direction of the person who had called me. “Emperor Jimin!” I quickly went down on my knees, respectfully to him, scratching my knees in the process as the habok didn’t protect my knees. “Y/N…” I stood up quickly, the feeling of nervousness taking over me as I tried my best avoiding his gaze. I slightly nod my head in response to the call of my name, never have I wanted to run away from someone until now. “I’m still your friend, Y/N. You can look at me. You’re not a servant of mine...I mean, you do work for me as a spy as well, no?” I still did not look into his eyes, fearing that . They looked dull, lacking the happiness it had shown before. The guilt had almost eaten me alive at that instant, noticing the damage I had done to him. I’m the reason why he’s like this. I chuckled lightly to myself, the irony of it all that is. I’m supposed to be helping the emperors maintain the peace, happiness, and equality in this dynasty, but here I was standing in front of the man whose heart I had broken, countless times.

          “지민씨! I see you’ve met Y/N!” I looked behind him and saw the handsome stranger form this morning. “Actually, this is not the first time I’ve met hair. I’d say I know her fairly well. I felt the blood rushing up to my face as I remembered the words he had said, rather boldly, to me the last time him and I were together. Remembering the handsome stranger was here, I unconsciously crossed my arms, covering my chest as I saw his eyes diverge away from my eyes, looking downwards. I glared at the stranger, no longer being able to withhold my anger. “야아! 당신은 오늘 아침부터 변태였어요. 당신은 믿을 수 없군요!” Everyone’s attention was now on me, as I started yelling at the…handsome stranger.

“Namjoon!”

I saw him hurriedly run towards me, worry written all over his face. I hid behind the tall man, cowering with embarrassment. “He was the asshole pervert from this morning! I am not asking for your permission, but I am letting you know I will beat his ass one day! Just because he is good looking does not mean he can do whatever he wants”

“Y/N, I am not going to let you beat up Taehyung.”

I scoffed and crossed my arms, not believing what he had just said. “And why is that?”

“Because he’s the brother I was talking about that you had yet to meet.”

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3RD POV

          Y/N sat down between Namjoon and an empty chair. She looked around the table, the three Kim Emperors and Emperor Jimin, who was stealing glances from time to time as he was talking to the youngest of the Kim’s; Taehyung. Y/N looked down and wanted to cry of embarrassment remembering the event that had happened not too long ago. She had just met Taehyung who so happened to be the brother Namjoon and Seokjin was talking about, who so happened to be the youngest of the three. She remembered him chuckling at her when she had suddenly bowed to him the moment Namjoon had told her he was his brother, putting the pieces together that he too was an emperor.

          “Heyo! Hoseok is here! That’s right. THE man is here. Now, bow down, peasants.” Hoseok walked in the pagoda with a huge smile on his face, announcing his presence. Y/N chuckled at the silliness he didn’t fail to show every time he presented himself. “형, why do you always forget how to act like the emperor you are? Plus, where are the others?” Jimin asked Hoseok thinking that he would know. Hoseok shrugged ignoring his little insult, and not caring for where the others were, making Jimin scoffed but nonetheless slightly smiled at his older friend’s response but nor forgetting his rebuttal.

“I’m surprised you are early in this meeting.”

Jimin rolled his eyes at Hoseok, even though he knew what he had said was true, pouting in the end looking at Taehyung to say something in his defense, who just kept his mouth shut.

          “Sorry for being late! I woke up late, I had training with my hyung last night which lasted until sunrise.” The youngest of the allies entered the pagoda, his panting evident from running. He looked at the unknown girl, introducing himself. “Hello, I am Emperor Jungkook of the Jeon Empire.” Y/N stood up from her chair bowing down to the emperor before her, mentally cursing this dynasty for having so many emperors and empires. She stood up once again once she had heard the legs of the chair scraping against the wooden floor as Jungkook sat down on his purple chair.

          It felt as if time was going slow to Y/N as she sat around the table, surrounded by the most powerful emperors of the dynasty, though one was missing. Y/N looked at the empty chair beside him, wondering what had kept him late, who kept him busy. She doesn’t remember the last time she had seen him. However, she remembered the way she had made him smile once. She remembered how he had taken care of her, even though he had a cold demeanor. That’s what she loves about him, or so she thought. Y/N felt an intense gaze burning through her skull. She looked up and saw Jimin, the man she was in love with.

          Everyone around the table was chattering nonsense, leaving the serious conversation and issue to be addressed later. Y/N sat quietly as she was left in her own thoughts, snapping out of them when someone had called her name and included her in a conversation. The sound of thunder and the falling of the rain had interrupted their moment of joy. Namjoon, confused just like everyone else, looked at one of his guards, “That’s weird. I didn’t see a ring around the moon these past 7 days.” The guard, confused as well, “I did not witness one either, my emperor.”

          The 6 men groaned and complained how the meeting should’ve already started but they were only waiting for one more important figure. The crack of a thunder had made everyone jolt in their seats, the rain noticeable getting harder, the sudden breeze making everyone shiver in their seats. Footsteps climbing up the stairs of the pagoda were left unheard, the figure coming into view once they had stepped out of the rain and into the shelter of the pagoda.

“I apologize for being late.”

          Y/N glared at him, bowing down to him, immediately questioning him once she stood up from her vulnerable stance. “What kept you late, Emperor Min? Or should I say whom?” Y/N didn’t know why she cared, she knew she shouldn’t. It was none of her business. She saw Jimin from the corner of her eyes looking down, fiddling with his fingers. The other men’s attention now on her and Yoongi's eyes filled with curiosity. Her focus went back to the man she was questioning, the one looking vulnerable, the only person who she was never afraid of despite the rumours about him.

“I went looking for you.”

          Y/N’s eyes widened looking up at him, not being able to utter a word, complete in shock. “Yoongi, nice for you to drop by.” With the tone of Seokjin’s tone, everyone knew the elders had been impatient, being quiet as they had been waiting for his arrival. Yoongi nodded his head in understanding his tone. He grasped Y/N’s wrist, catching her by surprise, dragging her to the direction of their seats. Jimin glared at the two as they walked passed him feeling uneasy at the sight of them close to each other. Seokjin stopped as the two sat down, “Well? Let’s have the meeting start, shall we?”

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          Y/N’s eyes widened in fear, looking at the mapo laid out on the table. “Emperor Bang…” She was surprised at how far he had expanded his empire in korea. “He is taking land that isn’t his. He took a part of our land when we were kids, it’s time we take it back. It would be what father wanted.” Namjoon looked at Y/N, knowing what she was thinking. He looked at Seokjin smiling, “Seokjin hyung, Y/N can finally move back in our empire.” Seokjin smiled liking what the latter had said, he smiled even wider. “Or Y/N can just move into our palace! She’s one of you officials anyway.” Namjoon high fived his older brother, both of them smiling to the thought of their best friend permanently living with them.

“No.”

          Namjoon and Seokjin furrowed their eyebrows, confused.”What do you mean, ‘no?’” The man looked at the two of them tilting his head the slightest. Seokjin and Namjoon couldn’t help but stare at his right eye, where the scar was. It ran from the middle of his forehead eyebrow straight down to the middle of his cheek. His scar was not that deep, his right eye still perfectly intact. Nonetheless, Seokjin and Namjoon would never admit that they were slightly afraid of him. “Yeah, I said no.” Namjoon grew irritated by his friend, pushing Y/N behind him and taking a step closer to Yoongi. “What do you mean, hyung? She is not your property. You don’t speak for her.”

          Yoongi smirked in response, slightly chuckling at the man in front of him and his foolishness. His gaze shifted to the vulnerable girl behind him, looking down on the floor. Yoongi knew what was going through her head. “She is merely just not a spy.” Namjoon looked at Yoongi questioning his statement, waiting for him to continue. “She is also…” Y/N looked up at Yoongi silently pleading not to tell the truth, at least not when Jimin is here. Yoongi chuckled at her appearance, “...my advisor. She is needed more in my Empire, Namjoon. The people only listened when she was there.” Namjoon scoffed, in disbelief of his reasoning. “Ask Y/N who she’d rather be with.”

          All the attention was now on Y/N, making her feel uneasy and nervous, all their piercing gazes on her. “Listen! Let’s talk about that matter later! We need to focus on what’s important. Bang is expanding his territory into yours. We need to take it back, war may occur, who knows. What’s more important is that winter is coming. We will have less resources compared to any other season.” Jimin nodded, agreeing with her, along with the other people around the table. Y/N sighed in relief as the attention was no longer on her.Her gaze fell on Yoongi, in relief that he didn’t say anything further. Meanwhile, Jimin’s gaze had remained on her knowing Yoongi was hiding something about Y/N. Him breaking his gaze on her once he thought someone caught him.

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          “Alright, we’ll have another meeting tomorrow. I suggest all of you stay in the palace. The amount of rooms is more than enough. You are pleased to stay in whatever wing of the palace you feel is comfortable.” Seokjin concluded the meeting, the first one to leave the pagoda and into the palace, possibly to wash up and then go straight to bed as the moon was high in the sky. Everyone else had stood up and began leaving. Y/N stood up from her chair, ignoring Yoongi’s presence. As she neared the steps down the pagoda, so did Jimin. Y/N had felt a hand graze against her hand, looking down she saw Jimin’s hand near hers. He smiled brightly at her, interlocking their pinkies together for a few seconds before letting go. However, the man behind them was not too happy to witness it.

          Y/N walked behind the seven emperors, entering into the palace. “I suggest we all have dinner in an hour, my friends. We will meet in the dining room once everyone has settled in comfortably.” The three Kim brothers walked to their own chambers, with the rest of the boys doing the same. Y/N walked to her room, she stripped herself from her clothes wanting to scrub off possible grime and dirt she had gotten on herself.

          Y/N laid in the bathtub, candles surrounding her, illuminating the room while also giving her warmth from the autumn cold. She closed her eyes, feeling her body relax as she sunk her body further in the water. She furrowed her eyebrows, remembering the hurt expression Jimin had worn when he first saw her in the beginning of the meeting. She felt sick to her stomach at the thought of hurting him, hurting anyone. A few knocks to her door made her stray away from her thoughts. “Who is it?” Y/N wondered who could be knocking at the door before dinner. “It’s Jimin.”

Y/N thought for a while, hesitating.

“You can come in.”

          The door slid open, revealing Jimin in his hanbok, sliding the door closed after stepping in. Y/N didn’t fail to notice him locking the door. Y/N smirked sitting up in the tub, her long hair covering her chest. She grew confused as to why he was here when dinner was going to start. “Hey. I uh...wanted to see you. Seokjin hyung had told us to stay here for a couple more days for planning.” Y/N nodded, slightly happy that she will see him a little more often for a couple days. Possibly, she can fix her mistake. “Why are you taking a bath at this hour?” Jimin crouched down near her naked figure in the tub, his hand cupping her cheek, gently stroking it as they looked each other in the eyes. “Is it wrong for a lady to treat herself to a relaxing bath?”

2ND POV

          You stood up from the tub, seeing Jimin’s cheeks turn red as his eyes fell on your naked body. You got out of the tub, grabbing your silk robe, gifted from Namjoon and Seokjin, going behind your shoji screen to put it on. Jimin watched your figure on the other side, the candle outlining every curve of your body, your breasts, and your ass. Jimin couldn’t help but felt his hanbok tighten at the moment. “Fuck.” He whispered to himself, looking down at his boner.

          You came from behind your shoji screen, only wearing the silk robe which outlined your hard nipples. Jimin licked his lips at the sight of you, not caring if you saw his boner. You walked towards him, swaying your hips on purpose, smirking as soon as you saw his boner, but deciding to tease him further. “What did you come here for?” You put your hands on his chest, guiding him to sit down on your bed. Once he sat down, his eyes traced back to the outline of your nipples, lickig his lips once again. You looked at his tongue, peeking out his lips, then gliding it against his thick, plump lips. The sight of his red tongue, making you wetter by the second. “Hey! My eyes are up here.” You snapped your fingers in front of his face, snapping him out of his trance.

          Jimin unconsciously put his hands on your hips pulling you closer, placing you in between his legs. “Yeah, I know. But I couldn’t help but stare at you.” Y/N felt flustered, avoiding his gaze as he took his lips in between his teeth, biting down on them. His hands roamed up to your waist, his hands still going up until his hands grazed against the sides of your breasts. You shivered at his touch, enjoying it as you have not seen him in weeks. He leaned closer,looking into your eyes as he kissed your exposed cleavage. You sighed in satisfaction and threw your head back, running your hands through his hair gently.

          Jimin hugged you by the waist, encircling his arms around you, resting his chin on your chest while staring up at you. “I’ve missed you.” You looked down on him with adoration in your eyes, feeling your heart flutter mumbling, “I’ve missed you more.” He caressed your back, his attention now on your protruding lips. You noticed his gaze focusing on your lips, you looked at his lips in return having the sudden urge to kiss him, to feel him.

You felt him pulling you even closer, you felt his breath fan over your lips, closing your eyes, you waited for him to make the first move.

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          His soft lips then came into contact with yours softly. Your lips moving sync with another, savoring the moment that both of you have been longing for, craving each other's touch. You felt his wet muscle slight graze against your bottom lip, asking for entrance. Your lips staying shit, teasing him. His right hand sliding down to your ass, his left sliding to the form of your body and up to your right boob, squeezing them at the same time making you gasp. He used this opportunity to slide his tongue in your mouth. He took your bottom lip in between his, sucking on it. He grabbed your jaw, holding your mouth open as he slid his tongue in, you closed your mouth around his wet muscles and sucked on it, going up and down, making him groan, imagining how you would suck in his cock. Tongues swirling against each other, making you moan, feeling clit pulsating by the second, longing for him to touch you there.

          You broke the kiss, saliving connecting the both of you from your kiss. You looked into his eyes, seeing love and lust, his delicious thick lips even more swollen than before. Grabbing the sides of his face, you pecked his lips lightly giggling, making him giggle as well. You straddled his lap capturing his lips in a kiss once again. You felt his hands creep down to your ass, squeezing them, receiving a moan from you. You broke the short kiss, pushing him down on the silk sheets, smashing your lips on his, forcing your tongue inside his mouth wanting to be the dominant one straddling him once more. His hands went up and down your sides, caressing your waist, squeezing it once in a while.

          You broke away from his lips, trailing your kisses to his jaw down to the space to where his neck and shoulder meet. You kissed his pulmonary vein, licking from the base of his neck to his jaw line receiving a loud groan from him. You sucked and bit on his neck, his hands squeezing your hips as he hissed in pleasure and in pain. His hands grabbing the hem of your robe pulling them up until it was up to your waist, revealing your ass and your pussy. You continued painting his neck, his boner poking your inner thigh. You moved your hips down, grinding hard against his boner, you sighed in pleasure as your clit caused friction against his hanbok, which also happened to be made of silk.

          “Fuck, baby. Do that again.” He quietly groaned against your neck. You sucked on his neck harder, humming against it as you grinded on his cock once again, your clit grinding against the fabric of his clothes, you felt yourself shiver from the immense pleasure you were feeling, moaning louder as he grinded up against your clit. He suddenly put his hands on your shoulders, softly pushing you away. He pushed you down on the mattress, him now on top of you. Looking at your messed up state, he chuckled. Seeing your swollen lips, ches going up and down as you tried to get your breathing even, still affected from the makeout session and sucking in his sweet neck.

          He took off his vest, unbuttoning the traditional long sleeve, leaving him shirtless before you. The candles outlining his chest and his fit stomach making you lick your lips in anticipation. He grabbed your legs, putting them around his hips, your legs automatically locking him in. He untied your robe, pulling them to the side, revealing your breasts. His mouth watered at the sight, completely appalled by your beauty. He leaned down giving you a hard kiss, holding your arms above your head with one hand as he kissed down your chest.

          You looked down at him, seeing him kiss your breast, sucking on it, painting it with his hickeys. You whined as he kept kissing around your nipple, being impatient. He kept teasing you until you felt him grope your breast and lick a stripe against your nipple, moaning in satisfaction. You looked down on him devouring your nipple, feeling yourself get wet by the sight, grinding up against him, feeling the outline of his hard cock making you want more. He chuckled in satisfaction before abusing your other nipple, licking, sucking, nibbling on it while keeping his eyes on you, alternating between each breast. He loves it. He loves you writhing under his body in complete satisfaction.

          He pulled away from your nipple with a pop, leaning away from you, your faces only inches away from each other, as your eyes were focused on him waiting for his next move. “What do you say princess? Do you want to go even further?” With a quiet whimper, you nodded your head, your mind fuzzy, not focused on anything but wanting to feel his body against yours. Jimin chickled, slightly grinding against you making you moan, your eyebrows furrowed, your teeth biting down on your bottom lip.

          Jimin dipped down, putting his tongue in your wet cavern, absolutely enjoying the taste of your mouth on his. He hummed against your lips, his legs adjusting your legs around his waist before painfully grinding up and down slowly against your pussy, steadying your position with your hands on his shoulder.. Jimin smirked seeing you enjoying it, looking down he saw a wet patch against his pants. “It seems like you're already dripping, princess. You stained my pants.” You felt your face heat up, his grinding did not stop. You slightly smirked, your hands travelled down his body

          You dipped your hands in his pants, gripping his hard cock in your hands. With lidded eyes, he groaned feeling your cold hands around him. Jimin slightly smirked in return, trailing his hands down to your pulsating clit. You started to rub your hands up and down, your thumb running over the slit of his cock. “Fuck, princess. Just how I like it. Don’t you ever leave my sight ever again.” Jimin ran his fingers down your slit, collecting your witness on the tip of his fingers, lightly brushing against your clit making you moan lightly. He looked into your eyes as he brought his hands up and in his mouth, licking your wetness from his mouth, groaning in satisfaction as he tasted you. He took off his pants, leaving him completely naked before you, his tattoo on his right rib cage visible to your eyes, making him look even more sexy.

          He took your hands away from his cock, intertwining your hands with his and raising them above your head once again. He captured your swollen lips in a passionate kiss, licking, sucking and biting on your lips and tongue. He grinded his swollen tip on your clit making the both of you moan and groan in pleasure. You felt his pace going from slow and light to fast and hard. You felt every vein on his cock, now lubricated by your juices. He hid his face in your neck, biting down on your neck quieting his sounds of pleasure. You covered your mouth with your right hand, your left scratching his back not being able to take the feeling pleasure from something so simple.

          He stopped grinding, making you confused. He took his face away from your neck, looking into your eyes. He kissed you once again, holding your jaw open with his mouth, he spit in your mouth and slid his tongue in your mouth, both of you fighting for dominance. You suddenly moaned against his lips as you felt him push his tip in your entrance, his thumb slowly circling your clit, making you want to cry out in pleasure. “Fuck, beautiful. You’re so wet, I can probably slide right in. I love you so much.” You looked at him above you, grabbing his face, you pulled him into a kiss as he pushed himself deeper into you, his tip hitting you cervix, scratching his back in the process, receiving a loud groan from him against your lips. You pulled away, his face only centimeters away from you, mumbling, “I love you, Jimin.”

          Jimin pulled his cock out of your dripping pussy, only letting the tip stay in. He slid all the way back in, hitting your cervix once again as he sucked on you nipples. Your eyes welled up with tears from the immense pleasure he was giving you, moaning against your hand, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you arched your back.

*knock*knock*

You and Jimin looked at each other in surprise, thinking that both of you were just hearing things.

“Y/N, it’s Yoongi. It’s time to eat dinner.”

          You were going to respond but suddenly felt Jimin sliding in and out of you, his pace getting faster by each thrust, making you a moaning mess. “You heard him, princess. You better respond while I’m fucking you. Or else, I’ll stop and leave you chasing your orgasm.” You whimpered, “Y-yes, Emper-ror Min. I’ll-fuck-be right o-out.” You heard his footsteps getting quieter and quieter as he walked away from your room. “Fuck fuck...right there, baby. Your cock feels so good.” You cried, and arched your back, moaning loudly as you felt your climax getting closer. You were drenched in sweat, lips swollen, stomach coiling, eyes rolling back as you couldn’t hold your profanities in. Jimin groaned loudly, his climax approaching as well. “Yeah? You like my cock ramming inside of you, hitting your g-spot? Look at you, cock slut. Taking in my cock so well every time.”

          The room was filled with sounds of your skin slapping against each other and both of your moans and groans. You felt the rhythm of his thrust get messy as he was nearing his edge. He put his lips against yours in a messy kiss. “Jimin...baby, right there. I’m c-cumm-ing.” Jimin began circling your clit in figure eights, your coil snapping, feeling your walls clench tight around his cock, feeling his pulsating veins, your body shaking from your strong climax. You feel yourself getting sensitive as Jimin continues to thrust deep into you. Cumming with a groan and a snap of his hips, feeling you clench your walls, milking him.

          He fell on top of you, no longer being able to hold his own weight above you. Both of your chests moving up and down trying to catch each other’s breath. Jimin finally pulled out of you after a few minutes of just relaxing, wincing in the process from your sensitivity. Jimin leaned down to kiss you, mumbling against your lips, “I love you, baby. But now it’s time to eat dinner so no one gets suspicious.” He pecked your lips before getting dressed. He made his way to the door, pouting as he didn’t see you follow him.

SMUT STOPS HERE

          You got off the bed, tying your robe again. You felt your legs wobble as you made your way to him, Jimin chuckling the effect he has on you. You pecked his lips multiple times before hugging him, enjoying having his arms around you. You fixed his post-sex hair, giggling to yourself. “Alright, I’ll see you in a few minutes.” Jimin bent down to your height and pecked your lips, not getting enough he slid his tongue in your mouth again.

          Pulling away from the kiss Jimin looked into your eyes and said, "아침에 널 무릎 꿇게 할 수 있는 건 나뿐이라는 걸 잊지 마. 무슨 말인지 알겠지."* Jimin smirked at you, your cheeks heating up from his statement. You slapped his chest making him throw his head back in laughter. He looked into your eyes, his smile slowly disappearing. You looked at him worried you did something wrong, worried that he realized maybe that what you two were doing is wrong.

           “나를 절대 잊지 마. 왜냐하면 당신이 그의 것이라도 나는 항상 당신을 사랑할 것이기 때문이다.”* Your eyes teared up, throwing your hands around him, hugging him tight. You did not want to accept reality, when did anyone ever want to? Jimin hugged you back tighter, holding you against his chest, pecking your hair and breathing in your scent. Something he can never get over. He pulled back from the hug, holding your face in his hands, frowning on seeing your teary eyes.

          “하지만 내가 널 다시 내 것으로 만들 테니 걱정하지 마. 난 널 너무 사랑해”* At that moment your tears had fallen down from your eyes. Jimin wiped your tears, pulling you back into his embrace, whispering sweet nothings to your ear to help you calm down.

          After a few minutes, with a smile, one had walked away, only, you were the one being left behind this time. You sighed feeling a sudden burst of emotion with Jimin’s words, standing in front of her door ajar. You slid the door close only for a hand to slide it back open again catching you by surprise. Your eyes widened as you saw Yoongi leaning on the frame with his arms crossed, his figure towering over yours.

          Yoongi noticed your disheveled look, something he had already seen before. He smirked, stepping into your room, stepping back in fear that you and Jimin had been caught. He scoffed looking at you who was afraid to look into his eyes not knowing what changed for you to fear him. Yoongi grabbed your jaw, forcing you to look into his eyes. “I don’t want you anywhere near Jimin anymore, do you understand? The purpose of your job isn’t for you to whore around, Y/N. Go dress up in your hanbok. It’s time for dinner.” Your eyes filled with tears, never has he ever called you a “whore.” You feared what he could do to Jimin. You’ve seen what he can do to people and it was something you didn’t want to witness happening to Jimin, a person you’re in love with.

           Yoongi noticed your tears cascading down your blushing cheeks, your flustered appearance slightly satisfying him as you looked vulnerable in front of him. He caressed your cheek before leaving a kiss on them, making you flinch. Yoongi growled, slightly pushing you away from him, not satisfied with your response to his kiss. He had made his way to exit the room, pausing before he had made his way completely out the doorway, he turned around looking at you with cold eyes. He made his way towards you in large strides, pulling on your arm, bringing his mouth near your ear whispering the truth you were glad he did not reveal in front of the others.

“And don’t forget the day you oathed yourself to me…,my beautiful consort.”

FOOTNOTES

나를 절대 잊지 마. 왜냐하면 당신이 그의 것이라도 나는 항상 당신을 사랑할 것이기 때문이다 - Never forget me, because I will always love you, even if you are his.

아침에 널 무릎 꿇게 할 수 있는 건 나뿐이라는 걸 잊지 마. 무슨 말인지 알겠지 - Don't forget that I'm the only one who can make you kneel in the morning. You know what I mean.

하지만 내가 널 다시 내 것으로 만들 테니 걱정하지 마. 난 널 너무 사랑해- But i’ll make you mine again, so don’t worry. I love you so much

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[trensu]

Episode 14: The One where LWJ Sings to WWX, y’know, Like a Bro

WE’RE STILL IN THE BEST CAVE IN THE WORLD GUYS

AND WE START OFF WITH ~THEIR SONG~ PLAYING IN THE BACKGROUND AS LWJ GENTLY WAKES UP.

And first thing he notices is that he woke up with his forehead ribbon on his forehead where it’s supposed to be (it’s right there in the name) 

Wwx: oh yeah, i put it back on you while you were sleeping. I know how nervous you get when you’re not wearing it.

DID YOU HEAR THAT?

DID YOU?

HE PUT IT BACK ON HIM TO SPARE HIM ANXIETY

(You can't tell me that LWJ does not low-key have anxiety. Nobody's that much of a stickler for rules without being constantly anxious about breaking them. That's just facts)

Also, lol, the minute lwj wakes up, wwx is all “ah, must be 5am.” HE’S KEEPING TRACK OF TIME WITH LWJ’S SLEEP HABITS LOLOLOL

Now wwx and lwj are talking Important Escape Details

Wwx: yeah, went back into the pond and it looks like the Murder Turtle blocked off the escape route

Lwj: you shouldn’t be going into the pond with your injury

Wwx: i’m not that delicate!

And then he turns it around and asks lwj how well the medicine was working on his leg (it’s all better now, i guess?? idk he seems fine now. wq’s medicine is MAGIC)

BECAUSE THEY CARE ABOUT EACH OTHER

Here we learn the official name of the Murder Turtle

Lwj: it’s like a xuanwu but not

Wwx: xuanwu?? *proceeds to describe what he knows about it*

Lwj: *is impressed and surprised*

Have more faith in your soulmate lwj. He reads! Sometimes! When it’s important!

Wwx: aren’t xuanwus supposed to have sharp teeth? Like Grrr

HE MAKES THE MOST ADORABLE GROWLY FACE I HAVE EVER SEEN IN MY LIFE AND MAKES THE CUTEST GROWL SOUND AT LWJ. AHHHHH!

But also, he’s disappointed that the xuanwu didn’t have sharp teeth?? WWX, THE THING TRIED TO EAT YOU JUST YESTERDAY. BE GRATEFUL IT DOESN’T HAVE SHARP TEETH

Wwx: it doesn’t even matter what it is! It’s a big monster and if we kill it we’ll be Big Damn Heroes

So EXCITED and EAGER and he has this MISCHIEVOUS LOOK ON HIS FACE. Obviously he’s suffered brain damage

Wwx: and, ah, if it kills us, it’s okay bc it’ll be an AWESOME death lol

Lwj just stares at him LOL

His face is like, “this guy? This is the guy my heart decided to fall for?? Really???”

Okay so now they’re being all sneaky and gathering up bows and arrows that surround the pond and then they go back and get to work on fixing them and preparing for battle

We get to see lwj practicing the chord assassination technique like a BADASS

They come up with a plan!! Wwx will go into the Murder Turtle’s shell to coax him out of it so that lwj can then, idk, decapitate it with his Killer String.

(that’s...not how actual turtles work, but bc this is a magic murder turtle, i figure the rules don’t apply)

AHHHHH

LWJ DOES A THING

So obvs since wwx has to go inside the shell and lwj has to stay outside the shell they gotta communicate right and Ancient Fantasy China does not have good cell reception

Wwx: listen to me

And with that verbal cue, lwj does this thing that makes his fingers glow with spiritual energy and then taps wwx’s forehead which then has a little burst of the glow for half a second.

And TA-DAH! NOW THEY’RE PSYCHICALLY LINKED!!! 

THEY’RE SOULMATES AND NOW THEY’RE PSYCHICALLY LINKED YOUR OTP COULD NEVER

It must be a link that only lets them hear what the other wants them to hear otherwise wwx would’ve found out lwj is smitten with him right there and then, omg, that could’ve saved us so much heartbreak later on

But we’re not gonna think about that right now bc i don’t want to short-circuit my keyboard with tears

YUCK, wwx is inside the Murder Turtle’s shell and it’s SUPER GROSS

EVERYTHING IS ALL RED

THE FLOOR’S ALL MUDDY AND GUMMY

THERE’S LIKE, FLESHY ROPES HANGING EVERYWHERE

DISGUSTING

Wwx: ewww, it stinks so bad i wanna puke *chokes back bile*

BE STRONG WWX, YOU CAN DO THIS

And now he’s bumped into some dead bodies 

WHY ARE YOU PUTTING YOUR FACE SO CLOSE TO THE DEAD BODIES WWX, THAT’S A TERRIBLE IDEA. YOU WERE JUST COMPLAINING ABOUT THE STENCH 2 SECONDS AGO, AND NOW YOU’RE SHOVING YOUR FACE IN IT???

Oh noooo, now he’s found the Screaming Sword of Resentment that screams bloody murder at him

He grabs it and stabs Murder Turtle in the face which makes Murder Turtle mad enough to get out of the shell

We’re going to continue to ignore the bad cgi and ridiculously over the top fighting moves

...and the way he floats horizontally(??? somehow??) as the Murder Turtle tries to shake him off

My poor bb is hanging on for dear life while lwj does his Killer String thing

I LOVE LWJ’S DETERMINED FACE HERE!!

His brow is all scrunched up and his mouth gets all pinched and firm. SO DASHING LAN ZHAN, GO SAVE YOUR SOULMATE.

But oh no! The resentful energy pouring from the sword is getting to wwx!

Uh oh, I did not like the look of that grin on wwx’s face

that was NOT HIS MISCHIEVOUS GRIN

THAT WAS A MALEVOLENT GRIN.

I DON’T LIKE IT

STOP THAT WWX

BE A GOOD BOY

Lwj shouts his name, he’s so worried!!

And now we see wwx use resentful energy for the first time ever!!

In a badass move he starts levitating all the abandoned swords and staffs that littered the shore AND USES THEM TO STAB THE MURDER TURTLE IN THE THROAT

SO COOL, SO COOL

Murder Turtle flops over dead and takes wwx down with him INTO THE POND AND WWX IS UNCONSCIOUS!! NOOOOOOO

Lwj, ofc, rushes to his side as soon as he hits the water and rescues him

He gets him out of the pond and takes him to dry land

Lwj: wei ying, wei ying! Wake up, wake up

GUYS, THIS IS THE MOST EMOTION WE’VE HEARD IN HIS VOICE SO FAR

HE’S REPEATING HIMSELF FOR GOODNESS SAKE

HE OF FEW WORDS GOES ON TO REPEAT HIMSELF TWICE OVER

HE’S FREAKING OUT

Oh gross, we cut to the Evil Wen’s lair 

C’mon nobody cares about whatever’s going on there. Get us back to the important stuff!!! I am Done listening to evil wens ranting

AHH WE’RE BACK IN THE CAVE WITH OUR BOYS!!

WWX REGAINS CONSCIOUSNESS!!

Wwx: lan zhan, is it dead?

Lwj: yes

Wwx: yes? (he says weakly, in disbelief, MY POOR WWX)

Wwx: is it dead? (why’s he repeating himself, WWX ARE YOU OKAY??)

(I mean, obviously he's not what with the murder turtle thing but I don't think he can afford to get more brain damage at this point)

Lwj: yes, it is.

Oh and now wwx is telling lwj about all the screaming voices he heard from the sword and asks him if he was dreaming those up

LIKE HE’S NOT TRUSTING HIS GRASP ON REALITY RN OR SOMETHING!!

AND HE’LL ONLY TRUST IT IF LWJ CONFIRMS IT FOR HIM

BC HE TRUSTS HIM AND THEY’RE SOULMATES!!!

Lwj reassures wwx that he did not dream up those screams

(Somebody should probably check him for a concussion,jic. I mean those screams were real THIS time but you never know!!)

(Maybe concussions don't exist in Ancient Fantasy China, idk)

Wwx is all pale and shaky!! MY POOR WWX!! Lwj is rightfully fussing over him

He lets out a weak laugh (BC THAT’S HIS COPING MECHANISM, DIFFUSE THE SITUATION WITH HUMOR, MY POOR WWX) and is like “who knew that one day i’d get to see the 2nd jade of lan look so worried?”

IT’S BECAUSE HE LOVES YOU, WWX, YOU DENSE IDIOT

Lwj doesn’t respond but he does look away briefly LIKE HE’S AFRAID OF WWX SEEING SO MUCH EMOTION ON HIS FACE

AAHHHH, LAN ZHAN, IT’S OKAY, DON’T HIDE AWAY LIKE THAT!! I PROMISE WWX LOVES YOU TOO!!!

WWX: lan zhan, i didn’t think i’d survive this

He whispers weakly AS HIS BODY IS STARTS TO TREMBLE LIKE CRAZY

Lwj: wei ying, you have a fever

And then he brings wwx’s wrist close to start pouring in some spiritual energy

SO GENTLY, WITH SUCH DEDICATED CONCENTRATION

BC HIS WEI YING IS HURTING AND HE WANTS TO MAKE IT STOP

AAHHHHH

WWX: that’s so soothing lan zhan

Oh jeez, the way he sounds when he says that...

And omg the way lwj looks in the blue glow of the spiritual energy transfer

AS IF HE DIDN’T ALREADY LOOK LIKE SOME SORT OF HOLY DEITY, HE’S LEGIT GLOWING NOW TOO

WWX: how boring...why hasn’t jc showed up to rescue me yet?

Uh, rude much? Lwj is right there

AND HERE WE COLLECTIVELY LOSE OUR MINDS BC WWX ASKS LWJ TO SING TO HIM!!!!!!!!!!

AND LWJ STARTS TO SING TO HIM!!!!!

AND THIS IS WHERE WE GET ~THEIR SONG~ ACKNOWLEDGED BY THE CHARACTERS FOR THE FIRST TIME BC THAT’S WHAT HE SINGS TO WEI YING

AND WHILE HE SINGS, WE GET GIVEN THE MOST WONDERFUL OF ALL FLASHBACKS. 

IT IS A COMPILATION OF ALL THEIR IMPORTANT MOMENTS TOGETHER SO FAR

THEIR MOONLIT ROOFTOP SWORD FIGHT!!

THEIR COLD POND CAVE MARRIAGE!!

THEIR BUNNY LANTERN!!

BASICALLY EVERYTHING I’VE BEEN SCREAMING ABOUT THESE PAST 14 EPISODES

I’M LITERALLY TEARING UP

I CNA’T TAKE IT

MY HEART, MY HEART 💕💕💕

THEY’RE SINGING ~THEIR SONG~ AND I’M DYING OF FEELINGS OVERLOAD

Also, jfc, there’s no Heterosexual explanation for that flashback sequence…

Wwx: it sounds so nice, so nice, what’s the name of the song…?

AHHHHHH!!!

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

LWJ TELLS HIM THE NAME OF THE SONG!!

!!HE PRACTICALLY CONFESSES HIS ETERNAL UNDYING LOVE TO HIM

AND WWX HAS TO FUCKING PASS OUT BEFORE HE HEARS IT GOD DAMN IT

IT’S LIKE GETTING COCKBLOCKED, BUT LIKE, EMOTIONALLY WHICH IS SO MUCH WORSE  WTF

And when wwx wakes up again, he’s out of the cave!

But instead of seeing lwj’s godly visage, he wakes up to that peacock jzx and is like “you??”

Jc shows up!

Wwx: where’s lan zhan?

Jc: he left

Wwx: he left?? But he’s still injured!!

Jc: so is everyone else!! And he went back to gusu so…

Wwx: but he--

Jc: A THANK YOU WOULD BE NICE

Jc: IT’S NOT LIKE I TRAVELED WITHOUT REST FOR 7 DAYS TO GET HELP AND RESCUE YOU

Now we got to go through Plot Things

We’re at Lotus Pier!! (where wwx proceeds to pass out again!! Get used to it guys, he does this a lot)

Then the yunmeng sibs have a beautiful moment together

Okay, we’re gonna pause here BC WWX IS SO FREAKING ADORABLE??

He gets all pouty and asks jyl to clean his face for him bc his arms are too tired and jyl does it bc she loves her brother

AND HIS ADORABLE FACE

HIS SO CUTE ADORABLE FACE WHEN SHE CLEANS HIM UP

I CAN’T I CAN’T

IT’S TOO MUCH

HOW IS THIS GUY AN ACTUAL PERSON THAT EXISTS 

Lol, wwx is like, i wish you’d been there in the cave with me jc, lan zhan almost bored me to death

What a liar, lol

Like he wasn't completely enraptured by LWJ's presence the ENTIRE TIME

Oh yikes, we’ve got some screwed up family dynamics in the Jiang Family courtesy of m-yu and jfm.

For the sake of my sanity we’re gonna gloss over that

Now that the parents stormed off, wwx does his best to console jc (bc his parents, double yikes)

Now watch me as a break down sobbing when wwx makes A PROMISE HE WON’T BE ABLE TO KEEEEEP

I’ll be your right hand man, he tells him. Gusu has the twin jades, but yunmeng will have twin heroes, he says

(WHY MUST YOU HURT ME THIS WAY, SHOW, WHYYYYY)

After wwx says those things about the twins, he looks up at the sky wistfully and asks jc “do you think we’ll ever see them again?”

“Them” he says, like he’s not completely talking about just lan zhan

jc’s like how the heck would i know???

And we end the episode with wwx still gazing at the sky, dreaming about his lan zhan

I mean, we don’t see it, the dreams or thoughts or whatever, but we kNOW IN OUR HEARTS THAT’S WHAT HE’S DOING

This was a Very Heterosexual episode. For that I give it 10/10 stars. I would watch that flashback sequence with him singing over and over and over and over and over and ov--

Return to Masterpost

[btswishes]

I am not enough.

Werewolf Au (Wonho)

Part1 / Part2 / Part3 / Part4 / Part5 / Part6 / Part7 /

A/N:  Lets speed this up a bit. XD

Word count:  2,880

Warnings: Dirty, flirting, suggestive language, cursing

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  The night seemed longer than you thought. It was 12pm and you were still sleeping.Not even the sun or the birds could get you to move from your spot. Everything was quiet and you were enjoying it to the fullest. Usually the mornings for you were a mix of random sounds, since the boys enjoyed a nice rumble first this in the morning. Being as tired as you were, not even one suspicious thought passed through your mind.

  Unknown to you, early in the morning at around 5am ,Shownu gathered the boys in the living room. They were tip-toeing passed your and Wonho’s rooms, being extra careful not to wake either one of you up. 

“Shownu, what do you want at THIS time in the morning?!”Hyungwon growled, when the oldest grabbed his mouth and shushed him 

“Are you crazy!” he whispered hyper “I don’t want to wake Y/N and Wonho up!”

“What is all this about?” he removed his hand from Hyungwon’s mouth, giving him none verbal permission to talk

“Let’s be honest, I am not the only one who noticed how much those two bicker and frankly it’s unhealthy for the whole pack. Alpha or not Wonho is supposed to listen to Y/N.” the boy started explaining his view point on the whole matter 

“So, what do you plan to do at 5am?” Kihyun yawned ,as he leaned onto his hyungs shoulder “ Lock them together until they make up or something like that?”

“Ummmm, actually yes.”

“WHAT!?” Chang Kyun yelled out from the top of his lungs, before all the boys jumped on top of him, covering his face with pillows 

“What part of shush don’t you understand!” the young wolf crawled from under the sneak attack, his hair in the same mess as his emotions 

“We are not doing that! Have you idiots gone mad!?”he leaned closer to the boys, looked at each of them as he angrily whispered

“Do you have a better idea?” it was getting pretty bad if even Joohoney started feeling strange “ They can’t even look at each other. You saw how Y/N reacted last night.”

“It’s not because of that.” he looked at the ground, biting his lip trying to keep his thoughts to himself 

“Then what is it Chang Kyun?” the wolves stared at him, but he didn’t spill anything to them

“Look, just trust me on that one. They shouldn’t be left alone together.”

“Who ever is in favor of this idea, raise your hand.” in just a matter of seconds Shownu got everyone except Chang Kyun to vote for the plan. “Look I know you are overprotective and don’t like being far from Y/N, but this is the best thing to do. Who knows what will happen if they continue to act like this.” in the end Shownu swayed the worried boy and he had to agree.

“Maybe you are right. Ok. So where will we go then?” the most obvious question was asked and all of them stared at the carpet ,when Minhyuk suggested something 

“There is gonna be a 1 day, 1 night music festival in town at the beach. We can go, have fun, let these to hopefully deal with their problems and get back.”

  So it was settled, while you and Wonho were sleeping soundly the rest of the pack just packed some backpacks and went to have some fun, hoping you could fix your issues by being alone.

 Still half asleep, you reached out to check the time, but your phone was nowhere in sight. “Aw shit, I forgot it over there.”sighing you got up and went to get ready for the day. Brushing your teeth, taking a shower and getting your hair in check was like a little ritual that always woke you up in the morning. Your stomach rumbled so loud you swore even God could hear. It wasn’t something embarrassing since you were alone in your room.

 You were rubbing your eyes even while making cereal. The chair was comfy and sturdy enough to keep your back straight, so you didn’t choke on the breakfast. While your eyes were focused onto the sink in front of you, in your peripheral vision moved a light pink blob.

“Morning.” you said causally     

“Yeah.” said the figure in a deep raspy morning voice. He sat next to you, clanking his bowl against the marble counter top of the kitchen island. “Shit, I forgot the milk.” you pushed the carton and it slid in front of him “Thanks.”

“You welcome.” your head was leaned onto your hand. You were chewing slowly, still focused on that one spot in the kitchen. It was quite and the birds were singing outside, the perfect morning picture.

“Ah...” you sighed satisfied “I love peaceful mornings.”

“Same same.” the boy instinctively added  

“It’s never like this.” your smile froze as you slowly turned around and found the house empty “Too quiet....” you were looking around but there was no curly or brown hair in sight “Where is everyone?Wait....” you paused “...then who are you...” almost like you saw a ghost, your head moved carefully to your left “WONHO!” a piece of the cereal didn’t sit well in this situation and decided to just lodge itself nice and snugly in your throat.

  You began coughing intensely. Wonho didn’t think much when he jumped, grabbed you and simply helped you take a deep breath again. You were panting in his hands, holding his arms at your chest level.

“Why the fuck do you do dumb shit like this!” he yelled out

  Pushing him away, you gave him a pissed off look “I am fine, thanks for asking.”

“You should be thanking me! If I wasn’t here this pack wouldn’t have an alpha anymore.” he hissed at your remark 

“ Oh so you actually see me as an alpha.Wow this is new!” the angry mom position took over your body and suddenly you unleashed all your hidden thoughts 

“You still going on with that?” he exhaled sharply as the corner of his lips formed a half smirk in disbelieve “ You are still such a child you know, getting offended like that.” 

“If you don’t want me to keep repeating this you shouldn’t have said it. You think you are so cool just because you are a buff alpha!” you pocked at his chest, staring him right in the eyes 

“What is gotten into you these past days?” his hand shot to the side “You’ve hanging around with those stupid wolves in Dean’s pack.” 

“Why do you keep bring him up in every conversation?!”

   His hand came in, hitting his chest where you touched a second ago “You keep ignoring me and running away like I am gonna burn you. If it’s all because I said that, well I am sorry.”

“I don’t want your half-ass apology at all!” you hissed at him 

“Don’t...” Wonho’s voice got silent for a second, before he crashed you against the wall ”Don’t hiss at me with that tone little girl!” your chest sunk in when he growled at you in a deep dominant way. You could feel it resonate though your body “I don’t like that trash of an alpha hanging around you! Is it so fucking bad?!” his fist indented the wall next to your head. You could feel his warm breath on your skin ,as his eyes were pulling you in their deep dark color, like a spell.

* ring ring*

  You used the moment and slipped from under his arm and ran to open the door.

“Dean!” you were surprised from the unexpected visitor

“You forgot your phone yesterday, so I decided to bring it to you.” he passed it over in your hand . Dean noticed the empty house very fast “It’s quiet for your pack house. Did they run away or something?” 

“Thanks for the phone.I don’t know, I think they went somewhere.” you laughed out because it was true, you had no idea what happened 

“Well, my pack is waiting for me, I just came since April told me you forgot this.” he was about to leave when you grabbed his shirt “Hm?”

“Dean, about last night...” you wanted to say sorry for what you did

“It’s cool, you alright tho? Can you stand ok?” he didn’t know what else to say, since the whole situation was awkward to begin with 

“Yea-” a hand grabbed the door, emitting a murderous aura in thick black clouds 

“She is great!” Wonho pushed you back, standing firmly between you and Dean, almost breathing in his face 

“Look who finally turned.” 

“You better hurry over to your dogs, wouldn’t want them to get lost.” Wonho growled 

“You alone with him hu?”Dean looked at you.

“Yeah, coincidentally.” you grabbed the big boy’s arm and tired to pull him away from the door. “Wonho stop being an ass!”

“Have a great day!” his words came in between his sharp teeth as he crashed the door in the alpha’s face. Dean didn’t stay long after that and left.

“You act like such an ass honestly. Try being nicer for once, it won’t kill you ” 

“I fucking hate that guy!” he hit the wall again, before walking up to you and grabbing your phone “Why was this with him?”

“I left it at his pack house, what is wrong with that?” crossing your hands in front of your chest, you sat on the couch ignoring him

“I bet that is not the only thing that happened between him and you.” Wonho was saying a lot of hurtful words that hit home for you. He kept acting like he knew everything even though all of this was his fault anyways. You gripped your arms keeping yourself from speaking to him. 

  Your eyes were shut as you were listening to everything he was saying. Not dropping onto his level was your way of keeping a cool-head ,when it came to fighting with little kids like him. You thought that this would give you the upper hand, when his palm made hard contact with the couch behind you. His face was inches from yours, leaning closer as his arm bent outwards. Wonho started to repeat Dean’s words silently ,as he stared deep in your eyes like a beast. 

“Are you ok? Why the fuck wouldn’t you be?” his voice was low and vibrating in his chest “Why wouldn’t you be able to stand up? I am so interested in finding out what that means.” you licked your lips and looked away a bit pissed off at him “Oh no no. You are not gonna get out of this so easy.” he grabbed your head and pulled it in front of his, again “No one is home which means no Chang Kyun keeping you safe, no Shownu to tell me that I am bitchy.”

“Let go of me!” you growled, eyes glowing at him, but Wonho wasn’t the type to give up easy. He was a full-fledged alpha so his hormones were amped up to the max. You slapped his hand away from your face “ Why the fucking hell are you getting so pissed of lately? Stop messing with me or you are really gonna get your ass beat! “ he pulled back a bit taken by surprise at you standing up for yourself and ran his hand frustrated through his hair “ I don’t give a damn that you are a pure breed alpha, I am still your pack leader and you are gonna listen to me!” you tugged on your shirt with all the anger slipping though your calm nature 

“You ain’t gonna answer me? What are you hiding so mu-” Wonho���s eyes froze on your neck. His blood got cold seconds before his heart started to pump it fast though his body. His jaw clenched hard as his pupil from a big black disk turned into a tiny dot. Breathing heavy, his muscles clenched digging his nails into the couch. Alpha hormones filled the room if not the whole house.

“What is that on your neck?” he didn’t move, not even his lips as he spoke 

 In a moment of shock and panic you grabbed the exposed skin and jumping up, trying to run to your room. It took less than a second for him to grab your arm aggressively and crash you against the wall. Sharp pain ran down your spine as you made contact with the hard surface. His claws ripped your whole shirt into shreds, discarding it on the ground behind himself. Wonho’s back was so big you couldn’t get yourself out of this situation. 

“Nothing happened between you and Dean!? Is this what YOU CALL NOTHING?” your bottom lip was trembling.He was bigger, stronger more dominant. Your beta side subdued the alpha and led the omega out. “YOU LET THAT TRASH MARK YOU?! HOW FUCKING DARE THAT ASSHOLE EVEN THINK ABOUT IT!”

“I-it’t not...” you stuttered, tripping over your own words, covering your chest with your arms 

“IT’S NOT?! UGHH” he growled so loud it sounded like a deep aggravated howl “You really fine with him doing this to you?!” he laughed out uncomfortably, thoughts running through his head by the tens and thousands 

“IS IT WRONG TO BE FINE WITH THIS!?” you finally found the strength again to scream in his face, which made him even more angry

“For fucks sake Y/N!” his head shot to the side, wide eyed and fangs out to their fullest potential “Since you are so FINE with him, there shouldn’t be trouble with ME!”

  Without a sign or warning his teeth sunk into the plump skin on the side of your neck. Your lips let out a small scream.Soon his mouth was replaced with his hand keeping you stuck to the wall.

“WONH-” two fingers went up to your lips, closing them shut ,as his sharp eyes moved down to your exposed mid drift, placing a bite on your right side.

“Can you stand...”he mumbled under his nose, grabbing the fabric of your shorts. Your eyes widened thinking of where he was going next. Biting his hand you expected him to let go. Like the rising moon he swiftly jumped back up to look at you ,as blood dripped from his hand, your teeth deep in it. Your eyes were glowing gold as your chest moved harshly up and down.

  Wonho’s jaw moved in front of his top lip, feeling the pain through his body, but still not even thinking of letting you go.You clamped down even harder staring right at him, showing that you are not a weak child he can take advantage of even if this situation wasn’t on your side.

“A-are you making fucking fun of me?” 

 Your heart sank in a minute, his hand relaxed when the look on his face faded to a half smirk. It wasn’t prideful or anything like that. His lips trembled a bit as he swallowed hard. Eyes no longer dark, glistening with a certain pain. Wonho’s head hit the wall next to your left ear.

“Was he there already too....” you were looking at him, to the side as his pink hair hanged low with his heart. His palm moved away from your mouth in a sudden aggressive motion to pull out your fangs. It drifted to the bite mark he left on your side, smearing his blood over it unknowingly. His other arm pulled his body away from you. Turning his back on this mess, Wonho took his shirt off and threw it to you.

“Put that on and forget about what happened.” he sighed and looked up at the ceiling “I will stop talking back to you. I won’t complain anymore. I will listen to you, I don’t care if you go to that trash of an alpha.”

“THE ONE WHO IS TRASH HERE IS YOU!” you threw a piece of fabric hard at the back of his head. His arm pulled it away from his nape. Expecting to see his shirt, it was a major shock when he found your shorts in his big hand “LOOK AT ME WONHO!”

 He was hesitant but did it. His shirt was on your body, but it wasn’t short enough to hide the bite marks on your thighs. His blood began boiling again, not wanting to see anymore of this.

“STOP RUBBING IT IN MY FACE! I GET IT DEAN MARKED YOU!” he growled low and painful 

“IT WAS YOU!” it wasn’t a howl, it wasn’t the sound of a beta, alpha or omega.It was a sorrowful scream from someone hurt, bleeding from the inside out. 

“YOUR NOSE IS SHIT FOR AN ALPHA!”you grabbed his head and pushed it against the bite mark on your nape “ DOES THIS SMELL LIKE DEAN?! DO I SMELL LIKE HIM TO YOU!? YOU ARE THE ONE WHO IS TRASH SINCE YOU DON’T EVEN REMEMBER!!!” 

  Grabbing your shorts from him, you punched Wonho in the stomach with all your anger and send him flying through one of the doors, completely breaking it. While he was still getting back up from the shock wave ,you ran up the stares and made sure to lock the door tight and properly this time.

[albionscastle]

The Pain of Living

After getting some bad news the other day I got to thinking about how Jack might be with someone he cares about who is in distress. This is the result.

Mentions of death. Its nothing but angst and sugar rotting fluff

FIC MASTERLIST

Tears pricked behind your eyes as you picked up your drink with shaking hands. Your third in half an hour. You were in shock, you knew that on some level but you couldn't process the full idea of it. Your phone sat on the bar in front of you, the screen lighting up every few moments with messages from people just hearing the news. You couldn’t bring yourself to care. The noise of the restaurant had faded to a muffled white noise, as though you were under water. You didn't  notice anything around you, least of all the table in the corner where several young men were sharing looks of concern as they watched you.

You gulped the whiskey, feeling the burn down your throat and into your stomach, pulling you back into semi awareness just as your coworker rushed into the room.

“Y/N, there you are. You aren't picking up your phone.”

You simply looked at her, not speaking a word.

“Bloody hell,” she gasped at the sight of you. “Your mom called, she told me what happened. I'm so sorry hon.”

Your face contorted in various ways as you attempted to hold in your emotions. Another shot of whiskey was placed in front of you and you downed it, relishing the impending numbness it would bring.

“Sweetie, maybe no more ok.” she gestured for the bartender to cut you off. “You’re going to need a clear head.”

You shot her a baleful look and were met with concern in hers.

It was like a dam broke and you felt everything rush through the opening at once. In a moment her arms were around you as you sobbed against her shoulder. It didn't matter that you were in public, or that the handsome blonde man had bolted out of his seat the instant you’d uttered your first sob. All you felt in that moment was pain, so much pain that you couldn’t breathe.

“Wha happened?” he spoke softly over your shoulder.

“Her best friend was killed.”

Your sobs became louder and ragged at her verbal confirmation of what you still couldn't understand.

“We need tae get her out of here.”

“She's not going to be walking anywhere Jack, that's for sure.”

“I got it.”

You felt her gently pull your head off her shoulder, turning your stool to face him where he crouched beside you.

“Hey lass, do ya see me?”

You nodded, choking back sobs as your eyes met his.

“Good girl.” he smiled softly, reaching up to brush hair from your face. “Why don’ ye take ye somewhere quiet?”

Again you nodded, not really comprehending his words, just comforted by by the sound of his voice. He always that affect on you, whether deep in conversation or him simply giving you his lunch order.

The alcohol was really beginning to kick in and you felt warm all over as Jack helped you stand long enough to sling an arm under your knees. Too far gone to care that Jack Lowden was carrying you bridal style out of a public place, you burrowed your head into the warmth of his jumper, closing your eyes and allowing the tears to fall silently.

“She shouldna be alone.”

“I have to be at work at 5am but I can stay with her.”

“Nae, I dinnae have tae be on set tomorrow, I’ll keep her wi me. Ye get some sleep.”

“Thanks, she doesn't have to be in tomorrow, they know what's going on.”

Through the haze you felt Jack shuffle you in his arms as he swiped the key to his room.

“Come on now ye wee lump, let's get ye sorted.”

He put you down gently on the bed where you sat silently as he shuffled about the room. You opened your eyes to see him kneeling on the floor in front of you, a glass of water and several white pills in his hand.

“Aspirin, fer yer hangover.” he pressed the glass into your hand, watching as you swallowed the pills before putting the glass on the bedside table. He had a damp flannel and your eyes fluttered shut as he used it to wipe the tears from your face, one hand gently holding the back of your head so it didn't move. Somewhere in the back of your mind you remembered putting on makeup that morning, hoping he would pay a little extra attention. You had to look a complete fright by now.

“I cannae ken why ye would wan tae slap this shite on a face as pretty as yers.” he mumbled as he finished with the cloth.

He didn't seem to require a response from you as he went to a dresser and pulled out a tshirt.

“I'm no tryin anything funny, ye ken?”

Another nod as he bent down, removing your shoes and socks.

“Arms up.”

Of their own accord your arms fluttered up above your head. Jack leaned over you, fingers grasping the hem of your shirt as he swiftly pulled it  over your head. You sat, arms raised, wearing only your bra and it didn't even occur to you to be self conscious about it. He pulled his shirt down over your head, studiously averting his gaze away from your near naked torso. The soft fabric fell around you smelling so completely of Jack that you knew you never wanted to take it off.

“Up wi ye, come on lass.”

He helped you to your feet, blue eyes roaming over your face as his fingers slipped under his shirt to unbutton your jeans. His eyes never left your face as he pushed them down your legs, fingers gliding over your skin gently before he stood up in front of you again, reaching past you to tug back the thick comforter on his bed.

“Ge in love.” he murmured.

You obeyed, like a robot, on some level knowing that tomorrow was going to bring with it the additional pain of knowing that Jack had undressed you and put you to bed like a child.

“I’ll be ri back.”

You burrowed under the blankets, smelling him on the pillows, the warmth seeping through the numbness. You were so tired, so heavy, but your eyes refused to close. You knew what you would see if you did close them. With them open you could see Jack as he exited the bathroom, pulling a tshirt on over pyjama pants, feet bare and hair all mussed up.

“Scooch love, yer on me side o the bed.” he chuckled softly as he slid under the covers beside you.

Your back was to him and you felt the mattress dip as he moved behind you, one arm sliding under your neck, the other around your waist. His breath ghosted over your neck, his chest rising and falling against your back. His body cradled yours from head to toe with his warmth radiating into you. He felt comforting and safe and your breath hitched.

“Can ye tell me wha’ happened?”

“Car accident, drunk driver.” you whispered, remembering how your mum had made sure you knew she hadn't felt a thing.

Somehow that knowledge didn't make you feel any better.

“I'm so sorry, I really am darlin.” his arms squeezed around you, head resting on your neck.

You felt tears welling again and did nothing to stop them, even as they fell on the bare skin of his arm.

“She was my best friend, the only person on this Earth who knew everything about me.”

God it felt like your heart was being torn apart. The knowledge that she was gone was too painful to even describe. Sobs rose in your throat again, ripped from the wound in your chest. Jack turned you in his arms until your face was buried in his chest, fingers twisting in the fabric of his shirt.

“Oh lass, it hurts mae  heart tae see ye like this.” his voice was rough as he held you tightly.

For the longest time you stayed like that, him holding you as you cried, his hands rubbing back and forth over your shoulders, soothing and calming until you felt as though you could breathe again. The fog began to clear and you could feel the wetness of his shirt beneath your cheek.

“I'm sorry.” you whispered, pulling away from his chest.

“Dinna  worry lass.” he sat up to pull the shirt off before flopping down on his back, tucking you snugly against his side.

Using his knuckles he brushed away stray tears from under your eyes before settling your head under his chin, fingers stroking yours where they splayed across his stomach.

“Do ye wanna talk about it at all?”

“I should, I know, but I don't  know if I can.”

“I could ask ye a question and if ye feel up tae answering ye can. Does tha sound ok?”

“Ok.”

“Righ then, how long was she yer best friend?”

“Since we were 15.”

“How did ye meet?”

“My first day at a new school. I was feeling alone, didn't know a soul. She came around a corner saying she would kill someone for a Mars bar. I had two in my bag. We were inseparable from that moment on?”

He chuckled under his breath. “Trust ye to bond wi someone over chocolate.”

“We went to the same uni, got our first flat together, we did everything as a unit. Her husband always says that he married both of us. She was the one who wanted me to come here and work this summer.”

“Friends like tha are hard tae find.”

You sighed, closing your eyes against his shoulder. His fingers were stroking your hair back from your face. Your whole body felt unbelievably heavy, your soul weary.

“The thing is, she was the only person who really knew me, good and bad. She didn't care either way.”

“She loved ye unconditionally.”

“Yeah.”

You were drifting away now, cocooned in the arms of a man who made your heart skip every day. A man who your friend had begged you to make eyes at.

Barely conscious, your body relaxed against Jack’s in that final moment before sleep claimed you.

“Whoever is ever going to love me like that now?” you murmured, falling into blessed oblivion.

Pressing his lips to your hair Jack whispered when he was sure you were out.

“I will, love. I will.”

[fixxofvixx]

TEACHING VIXX - CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR

Hi y'all! (Yes, I’m southern 😂😂)

Anywho, hope you like the new chapter. Ravi’s will be next. And I’m gonna go ahead and start some rough drafts for new stories.

This chapter is a bit….um….nsfw…towards the end….i guess? Idek.

Enjoy!

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A week had passed since shocking Taekwoon. Since that time, he’d had to constantly reassure you that he was fine and you weren’t at fault. Nonetheless, it never worked and you still felt guilty.`

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You couldn’t sleep. You would go through the usual routine of following the boys to the company so they could practice or joining them on schedules. After that, you would all return home and get ready for bed. You tried to keep your hands tucked into your sides at all times. You rarely touched anyone now. You knew Taekwoon could feel your apprehension but just gave you the space he knew you needed. All you wanted to do was curl into him. But, you didn’t trust yourself. You couldn’t trust that you wouldn’t accidentally do something while you were asleep.

You would both lie down and he would curl his arm around you like usual, securing you against his chest. Eventually, his breathing would even out as he fell asleep. You could do nothing but lie there and stare at the ceiling or your hands. Around daybreak, you would get up and start breakfast or clean.

Today was no different. You had stayed in bed until 5am rolled around. The boys had an early practice this morning so you decided to make them all breakfast. You texted Hakyeon to let him know. He would most likely be the first one up anyway.

After you had the food packed up and ready to go, you heard Taekwoon moving around in your bedroom. A few minutes later, he appeared in the kitchen.

“What are you doing up so early?”

“I decided to make breakfast for you guys since you have an early practice.” You smiled but he looked concerned.

“Are you getting sick?” He reached forward and felt your forehead.

“I don’t think so. Why?”

“Your body chemistry is off.” He moved his hand to your cheek and you welcomed the feeling. He moved closer to you and you automatically clenched your fists at your sides. You had done it so much in the past week that it was now second nature to you.

“I don’t know. I feel fine.” You hadn’t told him that you weren’t sleeping. If he knew, he didn’t say anything.

“Hmm, nice try but something is definitely wrong.”

You shrugged and walked away. Luckily, you were saved by your doorbell.

An hour later you stood off to the side of the practice room with JiYoon while the guys practiced. You both were going through the boxes of fanmail set up on a small table and separating it for each member to look through.

“So how are you liking your new apartment? I feel like I haven’t seen you all week.”

“Oh, its beautiful! Wonshik’s sister is a talented decorator.” You noticed her quick glance at Wonshik.

“What about you and Wonshik? Any new developments?”

You smiled as she turned bright red. She could do nothing but giggle and you joined her.

“What does that giggle mean?” You nudged her shoulder and she turned until her back was to the guys.

She leaned in close and whispered, “He kissed me.”

You gasped and you both started laughing. She buried her face in her hands and continued to laugh. You looked over and found Wonshik, blushing like crazy but still dancing. You smiled at his reaction.

“How was it?” You spoke your question as low as you could and she blushed even more.

“Perfect.” Her silent reply caused another round of giggles. Suddenly, the music stopped and you both looked up to find Wonshik surrounded by five hybrids with hands on their hips. JiYoon looked at you in surprise. You simply rolled your eyes.

“So, uh, Wonshik. Anything new happen lately?” Hakyeon stepped closer to him and smiled evilly.

“Not really. Why do you ask?” Despite his huge frame, he looked small in the center of the circle.

You smiled at JiYoon and she relaxed, realizing that Wonshik was being teased. You stood closer to each other and leaned against the wall to watch the show.

“Are you sure? I could have sworn that I heard something earlier.” Jaehwan tapped his own chin playfully and grinned.

Wonshik stole a glance at JiYoon and narrowed his eyes at her. You knew they had heard the whispers between you two even over the loud music.

“You know, ever since the two of you got girls, you’ve been acting pretty cocky. You used to share everything with us.” Hongbin advanced on Wonshik and Taekwoon, followed by the rest.

“Yeah! Taekwoon doesn’t even run from me anymore. I don’t think I like that very much.” Hyuk circled around behind Taekwoon, who was grinning.

“I can’t help it if you’re too weak now.” Taekwoon laughed and glanced at you. You rolled your eyes at his confidence.

“Well….you might be too strong for me alone. But, can you take all of us at once?” Hyuk lunged at Taekwoon and tackled him. Taking his cue, Hongbin jumped in and started throwing “punches” at Taekwoon.

At the same time, Jaehwan and Hakyeon stalked after Wonshik. Jaehwan barely missed grabbing Wonshik as he ran towards JiYoon. He slid himself between the wall and her. Wonshik’s arm curled around her waist and hid directly behind her. JiYoon giggled and held onto his arm. You stared, amazed, that JiYoon seemed completely comfortable with Wonshik wrapped around her. You made a mental note to pick her brain later.

You glanced over to Taekwoon to see him struggling against Hyuk and Hongbin. He was focusing on Hyuk since he was stronger and was simply tossing Hongbin off. You noticed the frustration that set into Hongbin’s features. Suddenly, he looked at you and smiled. He ran over to you and you took off. Foxes are faster, however. He caught you easily and wrapped his arms around you from behind, pinning your arms to your sides. You clenched your fists, just in case. You looked at Hongbin and he winked at you, his orange eyes dancing with mischief.

“Taekwoon hyung, release Hyuk now if you ever want to see your girlfriend again!”

At Hongbin’s threat, Taekwoon’s head whipped around, eyes going red in an instant. You could feel Hongbin’s grip falter but he recovered quickly. Taekwoon released Hyuk and stood. Hongbin backed up with you in tow. You could hear his laughter behind you. Taekwoon advanced on you both quickly. Too quickly. Before you knew it, Taekwoon had a hold of your arms, pulling you away from Hongbin. He looked down at you as you made sure you kept your hands away from him. Normally, you would be hugging him, but you couldn’t take the risk.

“Aw, come on, hyung! You’re too fast!” Hongbin pouted and you laughed at his frustration.

“Yeah, Taekwoon! Its not everyday that I get a hug from a fox.” You winked at Hongbin and he giggled.

“Fine. You want the fox, you can have him. I’ll be in the sound room.” Taekwoon handed you back to Hongbin and walked away.

“Hey, Taekwoon, I was just playing. Come back.” You put your hands on your hips and stared at his back. He wasn’t going to stop, you knew that.

“Leo.”

Hongbin gasped beside you as you watched Taekwoon freeze. Even Hyuk stopped his advancement on Taekwoon. You smiled and ran over to him. Once facing him, you instantly regretted your actions. Taekwoon was angry. His eyes were dark red. Making certain to remove yourself from his path, you spoke his name again, muttering a quick ‘sorry’ after that. His body jerked forward a bit and you chanced a look at his face. He looked at you and gave you a smirk that the devil himself would have been proud of.

You didn’t have time to react as Taekwoon bent towards you and hauled you up on his shoulder.

“Yah, Taekwoon! What are you doing?!” You realized that he had feigned anger in order for you to release him.

He started forward again and walked the rest of the way out of the practice room. He made it to the sound booth that he usually used, opened the door, and placed your feet back on the ground. You tried for the door but ended up being spun around and pressed up against the wall. You curled your hands into your stomach and looked up at Taekwoon. His eyebrows creased in the middle of his forehead, frustrated with your reluctance to touch him. He was no longer concerned with the game started in the practice room.

He reached down and grabbed your hands. You tried to pull them back to your side but he was stronger by far. He laced his fingers through yours and you started panicking.

“Taekwoon, let go. What if–”

“Nothing is going to happen. Even if it did, its not going to hurt me. You’ve spent too much time worrying about this. Do you think I haven’t noticed that you’re not sleeping?”

You looked up at him in surprise. “How did you know?”

“I know YOU. I know your body and how it functions. You’re sleep-deprived. You have a low-grade fever and you don’t even know it. And you refuse to touch me.” He raised your hands to his chest and held them there. Your heart lurched at the thought of what might happen. Your lip quivered a bit.

“I-I’m scared, Taekwoon.”

His expression softened a bit and he sighed.

“I know you are, sweetheart. But, you can’t treat yourself like this. It’ll just make your body weaker. Thats not the (y/n) I know. You’re strong. If this really is related to your emotions then its more likely to happen if you stress your body out and get sick.”

Silent tears traveled down your cheeks and you nodded. He finally released your hands and wiped your cheeks. He lowered his head to yours but you moved away.

“(Y/N)….”

“You can’t kiss me. If I am getting sick, then you might catch it too.”

“I’ll take my chances. If I had my way, you’d be naked already. Maybe you should be.” He reached over and locked the door.

“We can’t!” You exclaimed as his hands traveled downwards. You swatted away all attempts of him trying to remove your shirt.

“Okay, fine, the clothes stay on. But, this room is completely soundproof and now I am particularly curious as to whether I can make you lose control with your clothes on.” His eyes started to glow and he leaned forward to place his leg in between yours. You gasped when he lifted you a bit to where you were straddling his thigh, your feet barely touching the floor. You stared at him in shock. He moved closer, causing his muscled thigh to hit all the right places and you released a low moan. Your hand slapped over your mouth and your cheeks burned. He grabbed your hands and placed them on his shoulders.

“Hmm, this just might work.” He spoke low as he pushed against you again. He moved back slightly and you slid down his thigh a bit. Almost immediately he moved forward while he used his arm around your waist to lift you, effectively dragging you against his thigh. He was wearing his usual ripped jeans and your leggings didn’t stand a chance. He repeated the same motions again and again until you were clinging desperately to him. The friction he was causing had your belly wound tight. His lips had found your neck, nipping occassionally. You had started rolling your hips when he would bring you forward and the feeling forced you to want to move faster. It felt like it had been way too long since you both had been together like this. The deprivation only made it sweeter. His lips had made their way to your tattoo and he ran his tongue across. It was pure euphoria. You could see a bead of sweat fall from the nape of his neck only to disappear under the collar of his shirt. He sent one more trail of fire with his tongue over the tattoo before moving to bite down on the old scar on your shoulder. He was bringing you to the edgr, and fast.

“Come on, honey, let go.” His voice was husky in your ear. It was all you needed to follow his command. You bit down on his shoulder to muffle the sounds of your release. Even though the room was indeed soundproof, you still worried about someone hearing you. He continued his movements until you came down from your high. Your vision finally cleared but he made no move to remove himself from you. His hands cupped your cheeks and lifted your head until his lips met yours. He took your lips like a man starved for water. You regretted not touching him for a week. You missed his touches and attention. He broke away and pulled your body against his as he buried his head in your neck.

What little energy your body had stored up was spent. You felt a sudden urge to sleep. Complete calm overtook your body.

Then it hit you.

This was his doing. He had put just enough of his power into the kiss to make your body want nothing but sleep. You placed your head on his chest and scoffed.

“Taekwoon, you sneaky panther.” He chuckled at your realization.

“Come on, I’ll take you to Wonshik’s old studio. His cot is still set up in there.” He started to lift you but you protested.

“B-But, my clothes.” You mustered up as much protest as you could.

“I have some extra workout clothes here you can wear.”

“Hmm, okay.” You were fading fast.

You heard his laugh again as he unlocked the door and opened it. Thankfully the rooms were out of view of the practice room. Taekwoon hauled you into his arms and proceeded to Wonshik’s old studio. He sat you down on the cot and left to grab some clothes. You had almost fallen asleep sitting up when he returned. He closed and locked the door as he helped you change clothes. He gently pushed you down to the pillow and smoothed his hand over your head.

“Sleep, my love.” You murmured a half-hearted response as he placed a kiss on your temple. “I’ll be back after I take a really, really cold shower.”

[chelsorz07]

you know it’s not forever

I think I’m gonna stop doing these soon, since it’s been at least a year since I started the series and I have to have repeated some already. But for tonight I have nothing else to do. Also for anyone who actually cares I’m working on a fic...it’s not my first but it will be the first one I finish and publish so keep an eye out in the next couple days, Dean/Cas fans ♥

2010/2018

What's one of your locked text messages? a line from a justin bieber song that sarah sent me haha Don’t have any. This phone doesn’t delete shit apparently. Where is the one boy/girl you want to see the most right now? at this very moment i would grow a left nut just so i could give it away if it gave me the opportunity to kick it with mah weskimo. Texas. Do you think your last ex deserves to die? i don't think about him, one way or the other. I definitely do not think that. He thinks that. And I try to convince him every day that he’s wrong, just like he does for me. Who was the last person you slept in the same bed with? david. Dave but he’s been gone for two weeks. Would you be mad if your best friend dated the person you like? probably, considering the person i like is my boyfriend. If my best friend dated my husband, yeah that’d be an issue. She never would though. She doesn’t even like him as a person lol Is anyone over- protective of you? my parents used to be but i think they've decided to chill for the most part. Nobody cares that much about me. Plans for tomorrow? babysitting, and hopefully walmart to get shirts to tie-dye for the summer set. Laundry, Netflix, hopefully finishing the story I’m writing. I really suck at dialogue. Have you made a mistake in the past week? i make mistakes by the hour. Constantly. I don’t recall a specific one though. Do you know anyone named Joshua? yeppp. A couple. Nobody I’ve spoken to in years. Will you be in a relationship in 4 months? more than likely. I’d like to hope so. If my marriage falls apart in the next four months I will most definitely kill myself. If you were paid 1 million dollars to spend the night in a supposed haunted house, would you? for sure. I’d do it for free. What were you doing at 7:00 AM? sleeping. Watching TWD and playing solitaire on my phone. Do you think you can last in a relationship for six months? it's been almost a year. Oh my god. Do you think two people can last forever? perhaps. I have yet to see it happen. Would you put yesterday on repeat and live it forever? nah. No, yesterday sucked. Work was dead and with nothing to do my feet hurt like hell, even with medical grade compression socks on. Did you ever kiss someone with a tattoo? yeah. Yup. I would never go near that person again. I was 19 and stupid and he was a filthy liar. What did you do today? watched maranda, cleaned up the house a little. that's pretty much it. Slept mostly. Picked up the living room. Watched tv. Looked at real estate listings. Talked to my dad. It was a decent day. Last time you laughed super hard? no idea. i laugh all the time. Can’t remember. I tend not to laugh really hard when I’m alone. Which I usually am. Do you find smoking unattractive? nope. but it sucks being around all my friends who smoke when i quit two and a half months ago. It probably is but I’m a chain smoker so I don’t really care. How many people do you fully trust? haha...well...used to be one. now i'm not sure i can completely trust anyone. Still one. Although the person is different. Nobody will ever have my back as much as my dad does. Did anyone see you kiss the last person you kissed? i doubt it. Um...randos at the Pittsburgh airport. Did anyone call you pretty recently? ehh...don't think so. The last person to call me pretty was me. But Mike agreed so I guess him lol Do you look decent when you wake up? depends how my previous night went. That’s a valid answer. I look shitty without makeup no matter what. If my makeup from the previous day isn’t all fucked up after I sleep then I still look good. Are you afraid of falling in love? no. If I was it’d be way too late. Say the last person you kissed was kissing someone right in front of you? i'd probably feel exactly the same way i felt when i woke up from a really bad dream about him yesterday morning. There would be violence involved. Do you have any empty alcohol bottles hidden somewhere in your room? um...i don't believe so. I don’t drink anymore. There are a couple bottles of whiskey in my freezer that haven’t been touched in years, that’s about it. when was the last time you were at the beach? never. Still never. Think back to September, were you in a relationship? yep. I’ve been in a relationship for the past eight Septembers. Almost nine. If you had to delete one year of your life completely, which would it be? i wouldn't. Last half of 2010, first half of 2011. Do you know anyone with such a terribly annoying voice that you can't even stand? most people. Fucking BARB. A lady I work with. She’s so irritating. I’ve even had customers complain to me about her voice, saying they want me to check them out instead. Who was the last person to give you a hug? maranda. Dave. What was the first thing you thought this morning? aksdfmkaoiewhfjdnf;h. “Wtf time is it?” It was actually almost 3pm. But I don’t go to bed till the morning so. What is something that you disliked about your day? uh. everything. The fact that I was pain free most of the day and now I’m not. Have you ever kissed anyone whose name started with a B? How many? nope. Not that I recall.

What about T? How many? no. Nope. What do you currently hear right now? commercials. Carl Grimes. And my cat snoring. Have you ever sent a text to the wrong person? many times. Yep. Awkwardsauce. Who was your last text from? chele. My dad. Did you have any unread text messages when you woke up today? no. Nope, just a voicemail from my pharmacy. Would you rather be able to control the weather or control traffic? weather. Ooh...those are my two biggest fears sooo...Idk if I could pick. Are you faster at text messaging or typing on the computer? computer. Computer for sure. Even with Swype. If you won a trip to a nude beach would you go or give the trip away? i wouldn't go that's for sure...but i'd figure out a way to make money off of it. I stand by that. In your opinion which is the stronger emotion: love or hate? love. of course sometimes when i say i hate someone, it's just because i don't know how to tell them i love them. and furthermore, feeling like i hate someone can make me love them even more. Love. I don’t have the energy for hatred anymore. But I’ll never stop loving what I love. Would you rather sleep for 3 days, or stay awake for 3 days? sleeeeeeeep. Honestly...I don’t know now. I do love my sleep. And I’m lucky to do it for three hours at a time, let alone three days. But I’m also the world’s biggest night owl and am most productive when I should be sleeping. What time did you go to sleep last night? 5am this morning. Like 9am? I don’t remember. When was the last time you had starbucks? never have, never will. I broke my vow and had it exactly one time, a couple years ago. But I refuse to pay five dollars for coffee ever again. Timmy Ho’s and Sheetz are better and half the price. If you were granted one wish, what would you wish for? i don't believe in wishes. Money. What's the tenth text in your inbox say? "is nellie home?" from my mom. “I’m just happy you actually did something about it. Suppose I should return the favor and look into this now.” From Dave, about our respective health issues. Did you stand on your tippy-toes when you had your last kiss? for some reason i always do, even though he's only an inch taller than i am. I must have broken that habit somewhere along the way, because no, I didn’t. Do you like the same person you did a month ago? i've liked the same person for two years. That will never change. Would it be weird if the last person you kissed called you? yeah, cuz he's at work. and he almost never actually calls. He doesn’t call unless something is wrong.  Kissed somebody whose name starts with a C T D or J? d. First name D, last name C, middle name J. All different people. Do you ever think about the past? i think about past, present, and future. Always. Do you believe exes can be friends? sometimes. They most certainly can. Do you currently have a hickey, if so where? i've never had one. Only guy who ever gave me a hickey was a complete tool and I only liked him for his southern accent. He came along a few months after the last time I took this survey, when I was on the rebound. Last night you felt? meh. Bored and in pain. What's your favorite thing to do when you're bored? play solitaire. Read fanfic or watch Youtube. In the past 72 hours have you been under the influence? yup. I haven’t. It’s been months since I even drank a beer. Does anyone know your password besides you? no. Dave knows a couple of them. What're you wearing right now? pajamas and a hoodie. Lilo & Stitch pajama pants, Supernatural Day 2017 shirt. The Hot Topical makes a lot of money from me. What were you doing when you found out Michael Jackson was dead? don't know, don't care. i never liked michael jackson. That. Do you want to see somebody right now? yes. Several people. When's the last time you cried? daily. Um...a couple days ago at work because I was in pain. And probably the same day because I was watching Gilmore Girls: A Year in the Life and it always makes me cry. Would you rather sing or dance in front of 100,000 people? i'd do both. I don’t want to do anything in front of that many people. But I could sing better than I could dance. Would it be more likely of you to fail Science or Math? both. I sucked at both. I was strictly an English and Art kinda gal. Will you regret your next kiss? no. they're so few and far between i can't regret them. not that i would anyway. No way in hell. I relish the ones I can get. Has the last person you kissed ever seen you cry? yeah but he doesn't ever seem to care. All the time. Everything makes me cry. Next time you will kiss someone on the lips? hopefully i'll get to see him tonight or tomorrow night when he gets done working, since i won't see him on his day off this week. Sometime between the hours of 4 and 7am next Thursday.  Your boyfriend buys you flowers, you say? he's not that stupid. he knows i hate flowers. Still true, except he’s my husband now. Do you understand football? understand it and love it. The fooseball is life. I’m so freaking excited for the draft tomorrow. Is the last person you kissed mad at you? he'd have to care to be mad. Our last conversation was about travel and home buying so probably not. The person you have the strongest feelings for dies, do you care? shut up. i'm terrified of that more than anything, because he seems to like to do dumb shit that could get him killed. and i've been having tons of dreams about it lately. What the hell kind of question is that? I’m not a sociopath. Think to the last person you kissed, have you ever kissed them in a car? yes. Our first kiss was in a car. Well not the first kiss but that’s what we spent the entire rest of that night doing lol...There have been many car kisses since then as well. Have you kissed more than ten people this year? one person. Just one. Would you ever date someone who was gorgeous but they had a conceited attitude? no. looks don't matter as much as personality. I didn’t know he was conceited at the time but no, I never would again. Like I said, dude was a tool. If someone called you a bitch would you be offended? more like proud. I AM a bitch. I own it. Do you know a few people that smoke weed? a few? i know less people who DON'T smoke weed. Everybody smokes weed anymore. Except like my parents. Was this the best summer of your life? it hasn't happened yet. but last summer was the best so far. For the record, the summer of 2010 was the worst of my life. And last summer was really good for the sole reason of my birthday week, where I met All Time Low and got to spend it back home with my family and friends. Do you think relationships are even worth it? some are. Hope so. Medicine, fine arts, or law? arts. Same. Have you been through driver's ed yet? safety ed...like six years ago. i still don't have my license though. We didn’t have “driver’s ed”. Safety ed was like six weeks of basics but there was never any practice driving or anything like that. I didn’t get my license till I was almost 23. What do you think about people who party a lot? i think i want to be invited? If they’re my age, they need to grow the hell up. If they’re my sister’s age, I’m sure most of them will get sick of it eventually like I did. When was the last time you dyed your hair? almost a year ago...i've been really lazy with it lately. A little over a month ago? It’s orange with black ombre. I like the concept but next time I’m getting it done professionally. Is there a movie you've seen countless times? more than one. Several. I tend to watch most things I like over and over again instead of watching new things. What do you need to go shopping for? i need to stop shopping. Haha...that’s a good answer. But I do need some more compression socks. Have you ever read Twilight? no. Yes, and dammit, I liked it. I still curse myself for that. Is there something that happened in your past that you hate talking about? yeah. Nah, I’ll talk about anything. I’m pretty self-centered. If Britney Spears came to your town, would you go see her concert? hell yes i love her. I’d be there with bells on. Meet anybody new this week? nope. but i'm going to on wednesday. Idk if customers at work count. I don’t leave my house unless it’s for that. Do you dislike anyone at this moment in time? everyone. Yeah, the cunt that thought it’d be cool to cheat on her boyfriend with my best friend and then screw him over as well. Any up coming events you're excited about? the concert on wednesday, and my birthday. Going home next week and house shopping. Does anyone hate you? sure. I guess so. Don’t matter to me.

[chelsorz07]

the best part about these is I don’t look at my old answers beforehand

Who reads my surveys? Nobody? Thought so. Okay.

Have you ever had a panic attack? many, thanks. Probably several hundred, but I haven’t had one in a long time. Mostly because I never leave my house. Where is the person who has your heart at the moment? home, HQ, idk. I think he’s on nights this hitch, so work, till 6am. Do you think relationships are hard? they can be. I think everything is hard. But I mean you still gotta try. Otherwise you’re just alone and miserable forever and that’s no fun. Do you think you have made a difference in anyone's life? i try. I think there are people who will remember me, but I don’t necessarily believe that I’ve had a life-changing impact. Are you a type of person who cares what people say about you? nooope. Not really. Unless they have some sort of legitimate authority over me. Like my boss. But even then I don’t dwell on it. A minimum wage job isn’t worth fretting over. Has anyone lied to you today? probably. I don’t think so. Most of my conversations today haven’t been serious enough to warrant a lie. Have you recently lost someone that means everything to you? i definitely have not. Nope. If you get a chance to move somewhere, where would you move? actually i wouldn't even mind staying in bradford, as long as i could just get out of this house. I WANT TO GO HOMEEEE. When's the last time you wanted to punch someone in the face? last night playing mario party with amanda, gary, and aaron. Not sure. Oh yeah, this bitch in front of me at the ATL show that kept twerking her ass on me to push me back when I was trying to get to my sister.   Do you understand football? i loooove football. of course i understand it. The fooseball is my life. Well not quite that severe. But yeah I get it and I need it. What is your favorite cartoon character? used to be patrick. now i don't really have one. cartoons make me rage. Experiment 626. At the moment, do you terribly miss someone? well gary's here but i still miss her cuz i only got to spend like 12 hours with her yesterday and i don't know if i'll be able to see her again before she leaves. All my people in Bradford, and my friend Faith because I haven’t seen her since April even though she literally lives like 2 miles away. What time did you wake up this morning? i didn't even get home till quarter to 6...got up at quarter to 9. My alarm was set for 9:30...Think I woke up sometime between 8:30 and 9. Do you like to cuddle/snuggle? love it. I do but I don’t. Because like cuddling is nice but I also have trouble breathing. Who was the last person you held hands with? dave. Dave is the only person I hold hands with.  Are you texting anyone? yep. Talking to Dave and Mike on fb messenger. Are you a morning person or a night person? night. My body is neither. My brain is a night person. Do you believe that everything happens for a reason? it should. Who the hell knows. Do you like taking walks in the middle of the night? yeahhh. I used to. Don’t care for taking walks at all these days. What is your biggest annoyance at the moment? i have to do a bunch of shit today before i can leave...but i'm not coming home the rest of the weekend so it's all good. I’m itchy. Psoriasis probs. Who did you last take a picture with? gary and amanda. Haaaang on I have to check my camera. Maranda, on my birthday. What are you going to do tomorrow? there's a very small chance i'll go to state park to eat with the family, and then hopefully we're camping. but we always say we're camping and we never do. so i'm not optimistic. Whole lotta nothin’, and probably a load of laundry. Have you ever thrown something at anyone? all the time. I mean not like with intent to injure them. But I do tend to throw shit occasionally. Not actual shit. I’m not a baboon. Have you ever been called a bitch? i am a bitch. so yeah. This will never change. Are you currently mad at someone? no. just annoyed with my parents. Not really. I’ve actually been feeling pretty good lately. If you could have anything right now, what would it be? money. Money and not heartburn. Do you want to have children? not anytime in the forseeable future. Yeah but I don’t get emotional about it anymore because I know I don’t have my shit together enough to be responsible for the life of another human being. Plus, yaknow, I haven’t had sex in six months. Can you recall the last time you liked someone a lot? now. Currently. Has anyone put their arms around you in the past 5 days? yesss ^_^ No because he’s been gone for 5 days. It’s actually been about a week and a half. What is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night? this morning. um...i cleared stuff off my bed. Peed, probably. Smoked a cigarette, definitely. Does cuddling freak you out? not even remotely. Just when I start suffocating. Last person you saw other than family? gary, aaron, and amanda. My old Elder-Beerman friends. I visited them after work today. Are you happy? toats!! I don’t know as I’d go that far but I do feel better than I have in months. Were you single on your last birthday? no.  I was not.

Do you talk a lot? way too much. I can, when it’s been too long since I’ve had human contact. I also talk to myself, and to my cats. But I like my quiet time too. Do you ignore people when you're mad/upset with them? usually. I ignore people pretty much always. Who was the last person to go to the movies with you? marty. yeah. i haven't been to the movies in almost 2 years. Dave. It was over a year ago though. We’re not theater people. I just REALLY wanted to see Mike and Dave Need Wedding Dates. Who do you turn to when you're down? friends. My Marshie ♥ Do you swear a lot? all the damn time. Can’t not. I swear so much it’s not even swearing anymore. Are there any bruises on your body? yes! don't ask. lol Yeah idk what happened I think one of the tote bag hanger things at work attacked me. Have you ever had stitches? when i got my tonsils out. Yes. Tonsils and gallbladder.  Would you go out with someone right now if they asked? i'm already with someone. Sorry, I’s a taken woman. Do you think you can last in a relationship for six months? i can. If the last eight years are anything to go by, I’d say so. Have you ever slept on a couch with someone of the opposite sex? futon, couch, whatevs. Yup. Who was the last person you had a serious conversation with? dude the four of us spent like five hours just talking about shit last night. Probably Amanda. That’s who I have all my serious conversations with. When you meet the right person, do you fall fast? yes. i sure as hell did this time. I guess so. What did you do last night? tanning with amanda, dinner with her and gary, then we went to olean, hung out with the guys downtown for a while, and went back to gary's uncle's house and played the Wii until 5am lol Watched Shameless and cried about Mickey. Again. What's one thing you're tired of? being controlled. Being poor and being sad all the time. Also heartburn. Are you a jealous person? no. Ehh. Not really. What were you doing at 8:00 this morning? fuckin' sleeping. Very close to waking up. I had a weird dream but don’t remember what it was about. Do you say sexy a lot? i hate that word. Only about the cast of Supernatural. Are you a bad influence? haha probably. appaently i get people drunk and take advantage of them. i didn't hear him complaining though lol I mean I encourage smoking, drinking, and the destruction of men. But I don’t think I have enough clout to actually influence anyone. Do you have trust issues? not really. i just don't trust people until they've earned it. I don’t really trust anyone. I’ve just accepted that that’s not a thing anymore. Do you straighten your hair everyday? no. Maybe once a week or once every two weeks. My hair is pretty cooperative most of the time so it looks okay just drying it. Have you argued with anyone today? ehh. kinda random bickering. Not that I recall. Any current scabs or bruises? you asked this already. You asked this already. Are you klutzy? very. Obviously if I’ve always got bruises I don’t know the cause of. Ever tripped over your own feet? oh, daily. Quite often. Would you consider permanent make-up? no. a couple women my mom works with have their eyeliner or lipliner tattooed on...it's not attractive. I like doing my makeup differently every day too much to do that. Will your next kiss be a mistake? no way. Um, no. Are you nice to everyone? ha. nope. I’m nicer than I used to be. What is the last non-alcoholic drink you had? monster. Sweet tea. That’s why I have heartburn. What was the best thing that happened today? nothing really good has happened today. i want my shirts to come...and i'll be out later, so that's always good. My old supervisor hugging me when I haven’t seen her in months and thought she was mad at me for quitting. Are you open about your feelings or closed off? depends what i'm feeling and who i'm dealing with. If they’re good, meh, or sucky feelings I’ll talk about them. If they’re really bad I’ll either joke about them to avoid dealing or just not talk at all. What's the last thing you borrowed from someone? erica's sunglasses, and she told me i could have them lol Ummmmm...I don’t interact with people enough to borrow things, I guess. Do you think you're normal? i'm far from normal. Why in the hell would I want to be normal? Have you ever been used? quite often. Yeah but it’s whatevs. Do you listen to music a lot? of course. All the damn time. Do you celebrate Christmas? yeah, but i want to stop. it's too much hullaballoo. don't care if i spelled that right haha For my family’s benefit. And for the food. And I actually like getting gifts for other people. But the stress, drama, and Jesus bullshit ruins it for me every year. Do you believe you can be in love with someone without knowing them? to some extent, but you can't love them completely. in the same respect though, i don't think you can ever truly know someone one hundred percent. I think there are a lot of things I don’t know about Dave, and I still love him. He’s been around longer than I have so obviously he had an entire life before me. I don’t feel the need to know about that. Have you ever talked in your sleep? no. My mom said I screamed in my sleep once, but I don’t talk. Do you think people have any misconceptions about you? i know they do. I’m often underestimated. Which is fine.  Are you easily amused? very much so. If I’m in the right mood to be. What do you get complimented on the most? titties. Recently, my makeup. Will this weekend be a good one? hopefully. It just ended. And it was alright. Not as good as last weekend. But that’s because I’m here and not in Bradford.

Has anyone said they love you in the last week? yes. No. Do you sleep with your door open or closed? closed. My bedroom door is always closed because the cats aren’t allowed in there. But recently I’ve been sleeping in their room (because I’m a hypocrite) and I have to leave that door open because they come in and out at all hours. Who was the last person you rode in the car with that was under 21? amanda & gary. Allison. Is there one person in your life that can always make you smile? yesss. A couple. Have you ever kissed someone under fireworks? no...we never ended up going to the fireworks. Somehow we still keep missing the fireworks lol Could you handle a long distance relationship? i tried and failed. but distance was the least of our issues. Dave and I are long distance 2/3 of the time because of his schedule.