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escape-from-reality-fics · 4 years

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The Accidental Revelation ❋ E-Chan

↳ Pairing: Lee Changmin (E-Chan)/Reader

↳ Word Count: 3,739

⁙ Summary: You and Changmin go to a party to celebrate your friends recent successes. It doesn’t exactly go as planned when a secret gets revealed during a fight

⚠️ Warnings: Contains cursing, fighting, mentions of body image and a brief mention of some adult themes. Please do not read if you are triggered by any of these!

“I’m so excited!~” You can’t help but squeal, wiggling happily in the passenger seat of your boyfriend’s car. Changmin glanced over at you from his spot behind the steering wheel and chuckled, enjoying your sparkly eyed expression.

“You haven’t seen Kenzie in a while huh? Even though her and Junseo are a thing now,” Changmin mused to himself, smoothly turning the car onto another street, getting closer and closer to your destination.

“It’s because she’s always busy! She told me the last time we spoke that she had like 20 bookings for this month alone and another 15 people wait-listed. Her business is taking off,” you praise her, feeling proud of your best friend for pursuing her dream of being a photographer.

Changmin reaches for your hand, bringing it to his face to leave a sweet peck against your palm. You giggle to yourself, lacing your fingers with his. You turn back to stare out the window, always keen to watch the surroundings fly by in a rush of colors. Your mind was also turning, having found out some very important news just a week ago. You’d found out you’re pregnant and you had no clue how to bring it up to Changmin. This trip would be the perfect distraction from the conflict you were feeling.

Ten minutes later Changmin is pulling to a stop outside of a rustic house, something not very common in South Korea but very much beautiful. The both of you exit the car, stretching your legs from the not-so long, but traffic filled drive. Changmin comes around to your side of the car, putting an arm around your shoulders as you tilt your head back to admire his handsome face.

“How did I manage to get the most handsome man in the world to be my boyfriend huh? I must have done some good deeds in my previous life,” you joke, watching as his mouth splits into a wide grin, leaning down to peck his lips to yours briefly. You sigh wistfully, your eyes slipping closed and feeling like your life was really complete in that moment.

“C’mon my love, we have a party to crash,” Changmin reminds you, as your eyes peeled open, his hand pulling you along. Reaching the front door you leaned forward and knocked, also ringing the doorbell for good measure. A minute or so passed before the door swung open, revealing the figure of your best friend Kenzie.

“AHHHHH! I’m so happy you guys could make it!” She screeched, rushing forward to tackle you into a tight hug. You loudly cackled and hugged her back, tilting her from side to side. Changmin watched the outburst with the air of someone who has seen it countless times, slipping by and heading into the house where you hear shouts of his name.

“Come on in. Everyone else is in the living room playing Uno, but I’m pretty sure Harry-June and Sungmin are in the kitchen raiding the snacks by now. I told them they could only have some once you two arrived,” Kenzie explained, leading the way into her big house. You were well acquainted with the layout having been there times and times before but the size still always took you by surprise.

“Well hello boys!~ Who’s winning? It better be Seongsik because I have a bet with Changmin I am NOT losing,” you laugh, watching as they all whip their heads to where you’re standing.

“Well sad to say (Y/N) but you might be losing that bet. I’ve got the most cards,” Seongsik laughs as you crumple beside Dongil on the couch, pretend groaning in despair. Yuku laughs from where he sits a few feet away and you smile back at the ray of sunshine himself. Turning back, you watch as they continue their game, Heechan being crowned the winner. Changmin returns from the kitchen with Harry-June and Sungmin, the three of them carrying armfuls of chips and chocolates.

“I think some people have already started eating without us. How rude,” you tease, pointing out the chocolate smears on the lips of Sungmin who blushes profusely at being caught. Him and Harry-June settle down on the floor around the coffee table, the huge L shaped couch being filled by everyone else. Changmin shoves Gwanghyun over, taking the spot on your left as the younger boy complains, squeezing closer to Seongsik.

“So now that everyone is here, we have snacks and drinks and the games are set up, are we ready to get this party started?!” Kenzie announces, as everyone cheers, excited for what’s sure to be a fun night.

Kenzie grabs her PS4 controllers, handing them out to whoever wins rock-paper-scissors. The winners end up being Sungmin, Junseo, Changmin and Heechan. They decide to boot up some type of shooting game, becoming immersed fairly quickly.

“Hey (Y/N) did you want to come play Cards Against Humanity with us? Or do you wanna watch the boys play their game?” Seongsik asks, pulling out the big black box and getting it set up on the coffee table.

“Sure but just to warn y’all I’m gonna win,” you say cockily, sliding down from your spot beside Changmin, moving to sit at the coffee table. You swipe up your cards, taking a peek at your options before smirking.

You pass the time by playing the game, occasionally having other boys switch out to play some games on the PS4. Changmin let’s one of the younger boys take his controller, needing a break from shooting computer generated aliens. You’re in the middle of placing a card down when you feel his hands run through your hair, leaning back to further his ministrations.

“Minnie?” You pout, staring up at him with the best puppy dog eyes you could muster, obviously wanting something. He stares back down at you, replicating your pout horribly before whining back.

“Yes (N/N)? What can I do for you?”

“Can you get me cake or chocolate or something? I really want something sweet all of a sudden,” you ask, barely finishing your sentence before he’s standing up and strolling to the kitchen.

“Wow you have him whipped huh?” Gwanghyun teases from beside you, placing his card down and waiting for Harry-June to read them out. Yuku leans over to ask Sungmin what whipped means, nodding his head seriously as the older boy answers.

“He’s not whipped! He’s just being a caring boyfriend is all,” you shove him playfully before letting out a loud whoop at winning the game. Kenzie, Gwanghyun and Heechan all sigh at their respective losses.

“Hey I’m gonna run and grab some drinks from the garage really quick, don’t start the next game without me!” Kenzie warns, grabbing a hold of Junseo as she passes him, basically being voluntold into helping her. The boy himself looks quite smitten however, a blush painted across his cheeks as his girlfriend tugs him away. You stand up from your spot and shake out the numbness in your legs from sitting cross-legged.

“I’m gonna go pee really fast. Be right back,” you inform Harry-June who scrunches his nose up while at your too much information moment. Yuku nods from beside him, giving you a small thumbs up as he shuffles the cards.

Ruffling his hair you stroll to the bathroom and do what you need to do, taking a bit of time in there to freshen up and fix any stray hairs. You barely take 5 minutes in the bathroom, returning quickly to the living room but stopping in your tracks.

On the coffee table is an empty plate, chocolate icing smears present. Kenzie is sitting barely a foot away, licking the exact same icing off a fork. For some unknown reason this fills you with annoyance.

“What’re you eating?” You huff, coming closer to the coffee table but not sitting down quite yet. She looks up at you, eyeing the way your hands are held on your hips and your mouth set in a small frown.

“Oh there was a piece of cake sitting here so I just took the liberty of eating it. I think it was the last piece too but I’m not too sure,” she says, reaching forward on the table to deal herself some cards, before looking back up at you.

“Aren’t you gonna sit down and play another game?”

“I was until someone had to go and eat the cake that was mine,” you respond snootily, arms now crossed over your chest as you shifted your weight to your left hip, something that was a clear tell for you being mad.

“Yours? (Y/N) it was literally just sitting here on the table. No one’s name was on it,” Kenzie rolled her eyes, believing it was silly to be arguing about a slice of cake. That was the final straw for you.

“Are you kidding me, Kenzie? Usually if there is food sitting somewhere and no one is near it you’d at least ask who it belongs to!” You growl angrily, jabbing a finger in her direction. The boys are starting to notice the fight building up, wearily looking between the two of you. It’s Junseo who bites the bullet and tries to calm the both of you down.

“Let’s just take a breath here. Can’t we just get (Y/N) another piece of cake? Problem solved!” Junseo says soothingly, putting himself between you both as Kenzie stands up to meet your fiery gaze. Yuku and Harry-June are nervously glancing between the two of you, not expecting their older sister figures to fight.

“Uh that would be a problem solved if that wasn’t the last piece of chocolate cake,” Changmin whispers into the air, the tension becoming so thick it could be cut with a knife. Kenzie gently pushes Junseo to the side, stepping in front of you and giving you a fake sympathetic smile.

“Maybe if (Y/N) didn’t feel the need to be a fatass all the time we wouldn’t be having this problem. You don’t need to eat shit all the time you know?” Kenzie hisses, pointing at the small amount of chub around your belly, something you were always insecure about.

“Are you being fucking for real right now? I don’t eat like shit all the time. You just have to be a fucking bitch and mess with me!” You seethe, waving an arm at her.

By this point Changmin had also stepped forward, trying and failing to pull you away from the situation. Junseo is doing the same to Kenzie but the both of you refuse to budge. You can see from the corner of your eye the worried expressions and stances of the other boys, preparing for a fight to go down.

“I will actually fucking drag you right now if you don’t shut the fuck up!” Kenzie yells, shoving your shoulder as you stumble back a bit. You steel yourself and give her a good push back, seething in anger.

“Fucking try me, I dare you! You’re too fucking pussy!”

“Oh really?! I’ll fucking drag you across the floor and outta this house! I don’t care that you’re pregnant!” She screams in your face, raising her hand and slapping you harshly as you reel back in shock never expecting her to use that against you as she was the only one you confided in. Everyone around you had gone quiet, expressions varying from shock to surprise. Changmin’s hand loosely wraps around your wrist and you vaguely hear a shocked whisper of the word ‘pregnant’ but you’re too far gone to care.

“Oh it’s fucking on you hoe! I’ll drag you any day whether I’m pregnant or not!” You yell, giving her a harsh punch to the side of her jaw, grabbing her hair for good measure. She retaliates and starts clawing at you as the two of you break into a full on fist fight.

It lasts barely more than 15 seconds before everyone is breaking the two of you up. Junseo and Seongsik drag Kenzie away, taking her in the direction of the kitchen as you notice with triumph that she is sporting a few good scratches and bruises.

Changmin takes this chance to gently lead you away, finding the guest bedroom and sitting you on the fluffy duvet, crossing his arms as he stares down at you with a mix of disappointment and concern.

“She had it coming to her so don’t you go giving me a huge speech about me being in the wrong,” you grumble, crossing your arms but wincing, noticing the scratch marks going down your arm. Changmin notices and sighs, going into the on suite bathroom and wetting a face cloth to clean you up.

“I’m not gonna lecture you sweetheart. I just wanna know what went through your head to start a full on fist fight with your best friend of 17 years… Over a piece of cake?” Changmin asks, pushing away hair from your face that Kenzie had pulled.

“I-I don’t even know honestly. I was just looking forward to that cake and she took it from me. All that I felt was immense anger and she didn’t make it any better by not apologizing,” you murmur, putting your face in your hands as what you’d done settles in. Silence settles heavily into the air, Changmin shifting his weight as he stands crouches in front of you, dabbing at the scratches on your arm.

“What she said…. Is it true? About you, uhm, being pregnant?” Changmin’s hesitant and fragile voice filters through your ears, making your head shoot up to look at him with surprise. You feel your heart thrumming in your chest out of pure nervousness, not knowing whether he would be happy or upset that you were expecting.

“Changmin I-I was going to tell you I swear! I just didn’t know how and I didn’t know if you’d be angry or upset with me. We’re still so young and we aren’t married. Heck, you’re only in the beginning of your career and I haven’t even started mine. I’m just so scared,” you finish in tears, sobs escaping as you hastily try and wipe your eyes.

Changmin doesn’t say anything, instead just gathering you into his arms. You bury your tear soaked face into his chest as he murmurs soothing words, running his hands up and down your back to comfort you.

“I’m definitely not angry. Shocked for sure, but never angry. I sorta wish I was told in a different way as well, but I’m happy! I’m gonna be a dad!” Changmin says, a smile prominent on his lips and happy tears welling in his eyes. You smile back, wrapping your arms around his neck and giving him a long peck on the lips.

“I’m so thankful to have you be my soulmate,” you murmur against his lips, feeling him pull you closer onto his lap intending to further what you were starting. You were almost on board but stopped and pulled away, feeling the stinging pain on your cheek as a reminder of what just went down.

“As much as I’d love to continue what we were starting, I should probably go see if Kenzie is okay and apologize,” you hum, standing up from Changmin’s lap as he groans, trying to fix his pants to hide the tent that had started forming.

“Fine, but you owe me later,” he grumbles, following you out into the hall as you lace your fingers with his. You giggle at his obvious irritation.

“Don’t worry baby when we get home I’ll make it up to you,” you whisper seductively, cackling at the expression of pure want that flutters across his face. Shaking your head you continue on your way, stepping into the living room moments later.

Most of the boys were all sitting around the TV, playing their video game again and looking up in surprise when you entered the room. You glance around and notice that Kenzie, Junseo and Seongsik aren’t anywhere to be seen.

“Hey (Y/N), are you feeling a bit better now?” Dongil asks gently, wearily eyeing the scratch marks on your arm and reddened hand print on your cheek. Yuku also is staring at you worriedly and you feel bad for setting such a horrible example for the younger boy. Nodding, you give Dongil and Yuku a small, sheepish smile.

“Yeah I’m all good. I sorta need to talk to Kenzie though?” You trail off, feeling everyone's sympathetic stares on you. Heechan nods in the direction of the kitchen, focusing on winning the game. You huff at him but shuffle towards the kitchen anyways, Changmin letting go of your hand to go join the others.

You end up peeking your head around the doorframe of the kitchen, watching Kenzie’s back as she flies around while ordering Seongsik and Junseo to do things for her. Your brows furrowed in confusion as you come out from around the corner, catching Junseo’s eyes as he gives you a small smile.

“Ah I think Seongsik-hyung and I should go see if the others need anything!” Junseo squawks, yanking Seongsik out of the room as the older boy complains. Kenzie goes to protest their retreat before taking notice of you, the words dying on her lips.

“Uh hi,” you say awkwardly, giving a small wave as she eyes you up. Kenzie purses her lips and turns back around to whatever she is doing, making you deflate a little.

“I’m sorry,” you hear come from where she is standing by the counter, furiously mixing something in a large stainless steel bowl. You almost didn’t catch what she said, having to strain your ears to hear her whispered apology.

“No, I’m the one who should be sorry. I started a fight all because of a stupid slice of cake. And with my friend of 17 years at that,” you chuckle, moving to stand beside her as she looks up at you with tears shining in her eyes.

“I didn’t mean any of what I said. Words just spilled out and I said horrible things. I’m so sorry!” She says remorsefully, wiping a tear that slides down her cheek. Pulling her into a hug you shush her.

“We both said some pretty bad things and even got physical but sometimes shit happens. All we can do is acknowledge it, apologize and move on,” you pull away and hand her a paper towel from the roll on the counter. Kenzie chuckles and dabs at her eyes.

“You’re right of course. Which is why I’m making a whole cake for you and Changmin to take home. I also shouldn’t have outed your pregnancy like that. I knew you were scared to tell him and I still used it against you,” she looks down at her sock covered feet shamefully as you hum.

“Well I would have never found a better way to tell him so at least I have a story we can tell our kid and laugh about,” you tease, pulling a loud laugh from Kenzie who shakes her head in amusement.

“Friends?” You say, reaching a finger into the cake batter on the counter, smearing it across her cheek as she squeals. Kenzie ends up returning the favour, the two of you now matching.

“Friends.”

“Well I guess we should go reassure the boys that we aren’t ripping each other's hair out anymore!” You say cheerfully, watching as Kenzie pops the cake batter into a baking pan and puts it in the oven, setting a timer.

The two of you exit the kitchen, giggling at each other and wiping the cake batter of your faces. The living room had gone strangely silent and you looked up to see everyone wearily watching. Changmin and Junseo are on the edges of their seats, wary about another fight breaking out.

“Don’t worry gentlemen. Kenzie and I have duked it out and we’re all good now!” You say, pulling her into a side hug and giving her a noogie to which she whines at.

“Good cause if I had to break up another fight I would start charging fees,” Gwanghyun mumbles, watching the two of you fondly with a slightly disgruntled expression. Plopping yourself on the couch, you snuggle into Changmin’s side.

“So you’re both good now? No more fights over cake?” He asks, raising an eyebrow mockingly. You hum, putting a finger to your chin as you pretend to think.

“Well there’s no guarantee I won’t punch her if she steals my cake again. We’ll see!” Laughing at their expressions, shaking your head.

“So uh, pretty sure you all heard what Kenzie said earlier and I’m pretty sure you are all eagerly waiting for me to confirm or deny. Yes I am pregnant and yes you will all be uncles. And an aunt,” you announce, watching as all the boys plus Kenzie stand up and start cheering and exclaiming loudly.

“So our kid is gonna have 8 crazy uncles and 1 crazy aunt. I hope they’re prepared,” Changmin cackles, watching his band mates and friends still celebrating.

“And to think, this all happened because of a piece of chocolate cake!”

~17 Years Later~

“So Dad only found out you were pregnant with me because you and Auntie Kenzie had a fist fight over cake?” Your son asks you, watching his Aunts and Uncles chatter and laugh with each other around your spacious backyard.

“Yep! And on the way home I tried suggesting to your Dad to let me name you chocolate cake but he said no, sadly. He said no for your younger brothers as well,” you sigh wistfully, remembering each time you had asked Changmin to let you name at least one of your three children after what you both liked to call “The Accidental Revelation”.

“Mom, I mean this with all respect, but sometimes I don’t know what Dad sees in you,” your youngest son laughs at your offended expression.

“Hey I love your Mom a lot! Even if her choice of baby names is a bit…. Unconventional,” Changmin comments, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind and pressing a kiss against your cheek.

“EW NO PDA!” Your middle son yells as he tries to cover his younger brother’s eyes, getting shoved away.

“Maybe we should try for a fourth and finally name them chocolate cake!” You say cheerfully, clasping your hands together as Changmin and your sons stare at you in disbelief.

“NO!”

“Aw man!”

#E-chan #fanfic #reader insert #kpop scenarios #kpop imagines #kpop fluff #kpop angst #lee changmin x reader #e-chan x reader #dkb scenarios #pregnancy fic #dkb e chan #dkb

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promisesox · 3 years

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Eunhyuk scenario please about his long term gf waiting for him to propose seeing another member proposing to their significant other even though they’ve been dating for not as long as them (sorry about my broken language hehe)

❅ pairing - reader x eunhyuk

❅ rated - pg-13 | SFW

❅ genre - gf!au | angst | fluff

❅ word count - 594

A bitter, stinging feeling sat in the back of your throat as you forced the longing smile to stay on your face. You clapped your hands in unison with the applause that ringed out in the flower garden, all members of Super Junior in on the surprise of Sungmin proposing to his girlfriend. Her expression was priceless; her agape mouth unmoving as tears streamed down wide, astonished eyes and hands shaking at her sides. Sungmin could only laugh but you didn’t miss the tremor in his hands as he held up the small burgundy velvet box that held a precious diamond ring waiting for his girlfriend to take.

You had heard of this news prior to your own boyfriend who wasn’t good at keeping surprises to himself. Eunhyuk spilled the tea to you on a weekend movie night on your couch cuddling together as the sappy lines in the movie played on the TV screen. He told you of Sungmin’s plans to marry his girlfriend of two years giddily into your ear, reminiscing on how the members had teased him profusely of being the first to get married in the group. You could only remember bits and pieces of this plan, for you stopped listening at the news of Sungmin proposing. You met Sungmin’s girlfriend plenty of times and witnessed for yourself how head over heels they were for each other. They were perfect for each other, and you wished them happiness for the love they shared with one other. You forced yourself to think these thoughts, hoping to drown out the single thought that brought a heavy lump to your throat.

Why didn’t Eunhyuk propose to you?

You convinced yourself it was childish and selfish for you to think this way. It was terrible of you to only think of yourself in the news of someone else’s happiness. Nonetheless, it weighed heavy on your mind, weighing out all the reasons why Eunhyuk wouldn’t marry you. You had been together for almost five years and though you two were prone to getting into silly fights they didn’t compare to the promises you shared to always be together. You started to believe maybe he was just comfortable, staying in this lifestyle with you until he was ready to search for something new. Maybe, you weren’t as good as you thought you were for him.

Warm wetness streamed down your cheeks, shaking on a breath as you wiped at your eyes. You were truly happy for the couple as they embraced each other when the newly fiancée managed to sputter a ‘yes’, accepting the ring that slipped onto her ring finger perfectly. You congratulated them as she showed off her diamond ring happily, Shindong and Donghae jokingly mimicking a magnifying glass at her finger.

A familiar arm slumped around your shoulder and you instinctively leaned into the warmth of Eunhyuk’s side. He rubbed your shoulder tenderly, placing a sweet kiss against the temple of your head as you swallowed down the lump in your throat. You longed for this moment for yourself, wishing desperately that it was Eunhyuk on one knee in front of you, professing his unwavering love that he hoped you would accept.

Eunhyuk wasn’t always great with his timing, and wasn't always the best at reading your emotions, but his feelings always managed to reach you when he needed them to. Just as he watched his bandmate kiss the love of his life, Eunhyuk kissed you once more against your cheek, clutching the small velvet box in his pocket tightly in his grasp.

#eunhyuk drabble #eunhyuk scenario #eunhyuk fanfiction #eunhyuk fanfic #super junior eunhyuk #super junior scenarios #super junior fanfiction #super junior #eunhyuk #promisesox

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jeongyunhoed · 4 years

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8 Stories, 8 Movies from the Golden Age (1930s to 1960s).

It’s the golden age and 8 men are the most sought-after actors in Hollywood. Ateez, but make them Old Hollywood, basically. Lights, camera, action!

Member: Yunho

Genre: Murder mystery, a little bit of comedy, a little bit of romance and fluff

Warnings: Murder (as it is a murder mystery), mentions of it including suicide, death, blackmail, alcohol drinking

Things to note: Set in the 1930s, established marriage

Will have OCs

As with the rest of the stories in the AU, there will be other idols mentioned, most likely NCT but may have some of my other faves (EXO, etc.)

Masterlist

Former private detective-turned-society man Jeong Yunho is brought back to sleuthing when an inventor goes missing and his mistress is murdered. With a little help from his wife, and from a martini or two.

The Thin Man

tag list: @minervaaaaaaaa , @closer-stars

Part 2

An hour since Sungyoung’s call and Yunho and Juhyun were at the living room, listening to the radio where the news of the murder was already being reported. Asta was curled up in the corner by the bed as Yunho made his way to the bar, mixing a cocktail again.

“And here’s the latest news in the Woo Jaekyung murder! The police have found out that the beautiful secretary was a gangster’s girl and is spreading the dragnet for one Choi Jongho said to be hiding out somewhere in the city. In Paris today the chamber of deputies-”

“Never mind the chamber of deputies. Choi Jongho, that’s what I want to know about,” Juhyun turned the radio off and sat by the phone. “I’m suddenly hungry, I’ll order some food,” She picked up the receiver. “That sounds like an interesting case. Wouldn’t you like to take it?” She glanced at her husband.

“I haven’t the time. I’m busy seeing that you don’t lose any of the money I married you for,” Yunho hiccuped, making her laugh.

Juhyun was watching him take another drink, ordering food right away when room service picked up on the other line. “Did you get any more information out of headquarters?”

“I know as much as they do,” Yunho replied. “Woo Jaekyung was shot and killed about nine or nine-thirty. Body discovered on the floor of the bedroom a little after eleven-”

“Who discovered it?” Juhyun asked.

“That would surprise you. Yang Hyomin.”

“Park Sungyoung’s mother, right? What was she doing there?”

“I don’t know.”

“Where’s Park Junho?”

“Still missing,” Yunho mumbled, putting the shaker away.

“Missing? But Hongjoong was going to see him, didn’t he?” He had an appointment,” Juhyun looked surprised.

“I spoke to Hongjoong. Junho never showed up. No one knows where he is.”

“That sounds like a good case. Girl mysteriously murdered. No one knows who did it. They haven’t found any clues yet. No gun, no fingerprints,” Juhyun eyed him knowingly.

Yunho paused and gently pinched her cheek. “I don’t want to know anything else about it.”

Juhyun wrinkled her nose and laughed as she hung up, sighing. “It’s going to be pretty tough on Sungyoung, isn’t it?”

“Mm? Why?” He sat down next to her.

“It very nearly looks as if Park Junho skipped one appointment to keep another, with Woo Jaekyung,” Juhyun leaned on him.

“You think he killed her?”

“Oh, it’s just a guess. You’re the detective around here, Yuyu,” She pinched his cheek. They looked up when the doorbell suddenly rang.

“That must be Sungyoung. She said she wanted to see me,” Yunho got up from the couch and padded to the door, Asta following him close behind. As he had expected, Sungyoung was standing behind the door, looking shaken. “Come in, Sungyoung,” He stepped aside right away to let her in.

“Thank you, is anyone else here?” She was wary.

“Just Juhyun and the dog if you don’t mind,” Yunho gestured to the two of them.

“Hello Sungyoung,” Juhyun greeted her before excusing herself back into their bedroom.

“I’m sorry for breaking in on you like this at this time,” Sungyoung turned to him once Juhyun left.

“It’s alright, we’re used to it,” Yunho waved a hand dismissively. “What’s wrong?”

“Just that Woo Jaekyung is dead, and here’s the gun she was shot with,” Sungyoung took out a revolver from her purse and placed it on the coffee table.

Yunho stared at her, and then glanced at the weapon. “What are you trying to tell me, that you did it?”

“Yes,” Sungyoung replied right away. “I hated her. She-she kept me from seeing my father. I went down there to ask her where he was. She wouldn’t tell me, and I shot her.”

“Where did you shoot her?”

“I- I shot her in the heart.”

“You’re a pretty good shooter,” Yunho raised a brow. “What did she do?”

“She fell down,” Sungyoung’s eyes were welling with tears and she was finding it hard to speak.

“Did she make any sound? Didn’t scream?”

“I-I don’t know.”

“Which way did she fall?”

“She-she fell over backwards,” Sungyoung was more shaken with every question.

“Oh yeah? People fall toward a shot, you know, not back from it,” Yunho stared at her. “I knew you were lying,” He wrapped an arm around Sungyoung as she broke into sobs. “Where did you get the gun?”

“I bought it in a pawnshop.”

“Is that the truth?”

“That’s the truth,” she sobbed.

Juhyun suddenly stepped out of her room. Yunho made a face upon seeing her, and she wrinkled her nose at him in return. She poured some water in a glass as she approached them, Sungyoung pulling away when she saw her. “I’m so sorry, I’m making a fool out of myself.”

“Don’t be silly, here, have some water,” Juhyun handed her the glass. “Yunho’s trying to help you, you know. You should help him too. You were trying to shield your mother, weren’t you?” She asked.

“No,” Sungyoung put the glass down, tears still streaming down her face.

“Your father?”

“Y-yes. My father.”

“Why do you think he did it?”

“Mother was the first person to find Woo Jaekyung. She found something in Jaekyung’s hand and she took it,” Sungyoung wiped her eyes with a handkerchief.

“What did she find?” Juhyun asked curiously.

“A watch chain. It was my father’s.”

“So you think your father did it.”

“I don’t know, I don’t know,” Sungyoung looked down, wiping her face.

“Did your mother turn the chain over to the police?” Juhyun asked.

“No-no she kept it. She didn’t tell them anything about it.”

“But she showed it to you?”

Sungyoung nodded. “Why did your mother go up to Jaekyung’s apartment in the first place?” Yunho spoke this time.

“She went to ask for money.”

“Ah, money again, hmm?” Yunho and Juhyun exchanged looks. The phone rang and he picked it up. “Yes? Oh, uh, have them come up, thank you,” and he hung up.

“Who is it?” Juhyun raised a brow.

Yunho turned to Sungyoung. “I wonder if you don’t mind waiting in the bedroom?”

“Of course,” Sungyoung got up.

“There’s powder and stuff over at the dresser so you can put yourself together,” Juhyun gestured towards the door and Sungyoung went inside. Closing the door behind her, she saw the gun on the table. “Where did you get that, Yuyu?”

“She brought it in,” Yunho pointed to the door. “Trying to make me believe she did it,” He placed the gun behind the cocktail shakers.

“What are you doing to do with it?”

“Nothing. Until I find out if it’s the gun Woo Jaekyung was killed with.”

“Who’s going up here?”

“Yang Hyomin.”

“Alone?”

“She’s never alone,” Yunho shook his head in between drinking the last of the cocktail he had. “Sungyoung’s brother is with her. Screwy college kid, and some guy by the name of Jung Wooyoung.”

“Jung Wooyoung? Who’s he?” She said.

“Hongjoong told me about him. He’s a “hanger-on” type. Anyway, he’s supposedly married to Hyomin now, and I think he’s also after Hyomin’s dough-”

“But she doesn’t have any,” Juhyun looked confused.

“Maybe that’s why she wanted to get some from Jaekyung” Yunho eyed her knowingly this time. His mind was now racing about the case whether he wanted to or not, and she knew it. The doorbell rang and he approached to answer it. “Hello, Hyomin!” He greeted in an attempt to sound cheerful.

“Yunho, how are you?” Hyomin greeted him just as cheerfully as she stepped inside, followed by her son, and Wooyoung, both of whom exchanged greetings with him. Juhyun noticed that Wooyoung was looking especially wary about being here.

“Just fine, sit down, sit down, this is my wife, Juhyun, Juhyun this is everyone,” Yunho gestured to her as the three of them sat down, Wooyoung choosing to stay standing behind the couch. “So, Hyomin-”

“Yunho, I’ve never been in such a state in my life! You know of course that I was the one who found Woo Jaekyung,” Hyomin looked flustered upon recalling the events.

“So we’ve heard,” Juhyun replied.

“Oh my dear! It was terrible! When I saw the bedroom door open, there she was, lying dead on the floor.”

“I meant to ask you, mother,” Sungmin spoke. “Was there a lot of blood?”

“Sungmin, don’t be so morbid-” Hyomin shushed him.

“But I’m interested in murders,” He sat up and turned to Yunho. “You know, Mr. Jeong, I have a theory about this one already.”

“Oh really?” Yunho glanced at him.

“In my opinion, the man who did it must be a sadist or have some sort of paranoia. I’ve been studying criminology-”

“Oh, hush, Sungmin” Hyomin said dismissively.

“So, you were saying, Mrs. Park?”

“I’m Mrs. Jung now, Yunho,” Hyomin smiled. “Anyway, about finding Woo Jaekyung, I was simply petrified! Park Junho’s crazy! Absolutely crazy to stay away at a time like this. No wonder the police think he has something to do with it.”

“What do you think?”

“Oh I know he didn’t. But I wish I could find him,” Hyomin frowned. “I have something very important to tell him, and Hongjoong won’t help at all. He thinks I just want money.”

“Well don’t you?” Yunho smiled.

“Oh Yunho, you’re always teasing,” Hyomin giggled.

“Mrs. Jung, were you alone when you found Woo Jaekyung?” Juhyun asked this time.

She looked flustered. “Why- Of course I was.”

“Were you with her, Mr. Jung?” She turned to Wooyoung.

“Me? Certainly not. I don’t know anything about it. The first word I had that Woo Jaekyung was dead was when Hyomin called me at my club-”

“Oh let’s not talk about that. The thing to do is to find Junho and that’s why I came to Yunho. You will help me find Junho, won’t you?” Hyomin asked.

“Now, Hyomin, there are a thousand detectives in this city. You can hire one of them.”

“But Junho knows you. All you have to do is get in touch with him, and tell him that Hyomin says that everything is all right, but that I’ve got to see him,” She pleaded.

“I can tell you again, I don’t want any part of it,” Yunho shook his head and gestured to the bedroom door. “Now, you can take Sungyoung home and-”

Hyomin, Sungmin, and Wooyoung all looked surprised. “Sungyoung! Is she here?” She got up.

Yunho stared at her, immediately containing his surprise. “Yes…”

Hyomin stormed past both of them, the two males staying behind as Yunho and Juhyun caught up. She opened the door, slapping her daughter. “What did you tell him?! What did you tell him?!”

Yunho pulled Hyomin away while Juhyun stood by as if blocking Hyomin from getting any closer. Sungyoung was glaring at her. “She didn’t tell me anything,” He assured her.

“Too bad you didn’t bring your whip,” Juhyun was in disbelief at what she saw.

Hyomin looked flustered. “Oh-oh my, I was so excited, I didn’t know what I was doing. Come on Sungyoung, let’s go home, your brother and Wooyoung are waiting,” She said.

“She doesn’t have to go if she doesn’t want to,” Juhyun said. “You can stay here, there’s plenty of room and we’d love to have you,” She turned to Sungyoung.

“Thank you Mrs. Jeong, but I’ll go home,” Sungyoung replied.

“Hello? Is this the Hammett hotel? I want to speak with Mr. Jeong. Yes, Jeong Yunho,” A man said quietly, as if trying not to be heard by anyone around him. “Hello? Mr. Jeong? Sorry to have woken you up, but Mr. Jeong, I’d like to lay out a little proposition for you, it’s about the murder of Woo Jaekyung...What’s the difference who I am? Wait, wait, alright, I’ll tell you who I am, but you have to keep it under your hat! I’m… Kang Yeosang. Yeah, Kang Yeosang. Now listen, I know who murdered Woo Jaekyung, and I’ll spill it to you for a few million won. I’ll tell you how I know. I was outside of her apartment when she was shot. And I saw the one who did it! I’ll spill it to you- Wait, I can’t talk anymore, but I’ll call you again!” He whispered.

Yunho raised a brow. “Hello? Hello?” He put down the phone. They were back in bed, preparing to go back to sleep.

“Now what, Yuyu?” She asked.

“I don’t know, some crank I guess. He hung up. Now you better get some sleep, good night, my dear,” He tugged on her arm to make her lie down.

“Yunho,” Juhyun called out in a whisper. She still couldn’t sleep after what they found out in a matter of a few hours. “Yunho, are you asleep?” She said.

“Yes,” He replied, covering his face with the pillow.

“Good. I want to talk to you,” She said.

He sighed and opened his eyes, still lying down and facing her. “That’s swell.”

“Don’t you think you’d like to go back to detecting once in a while? You know, just for the fun of it?” Juhyun asked, stroking his hair.

“Can’t you get to sleep?”

“No,” She was still stroking his hair.

Yunho sat up. “Maybe a drink would help you.”

“No thanks.”

“Maybe it would if I took it,” He got out of bed and made his way to the bureau at the side where he poured himself a glass of gin.

Juhyun was watching him. “Everyone says you’re a good detective, Yuyu.”

“They were just kidding you,” Yunho quipped as he drank.

“I’d like to see you work,” She said.

“Tomorrow, I’ll buy you a lot of detective stories.”

Juhyun frowned. “Oh, that poor girl is in an awful spot,” She said quietly, partly in the hopes of convincing him.

Yunho returned, climbing back into the bed. “There’s nothing I can do to help her,” He moved a little when Asta jumped on the bed and curled up at their feet.

“She thinks you can. It wouldn’t hurt you to find out if you could, wouldn’t it?”

“Darling, my guess is that Junho killed Jaekyung and Sungyoung knows it. The police will catch him without any help from me,” Yunho kissed her cheek.

“You know, I think I’d like that drink,” Juhyun gave him a look. Yunho sighed and got back out of bed. “I’ll give you your Christmas present now if you give me mine.”

Yunho poured her another glass of gin. “At breakfast.”

“But it’s Christmas now, Yuyu.”

“Breakfast,” He pointed out, returning to bed and handing her the glass.

“What are you going to give me? I hope I don’t like it,” She teased.

“You’ll have to keep it anyway. The man at the aquarium said he wouldn’t take them back,” Yunho lay back down and closed his eyes to try and fall back asleep.

“Oh alright, but I’m mad at you,” She gently smacked his thigh and placed the glass down, laying back down to face him and turning off the light only to turn it back on again when there was a knock on the door. She paused, sitting up a little when the knocking continued. “Yuyu, there’s someone at the door. Shush, Asta,” she glanced at the whining dog.

“Let them knock.”

“I’ll answer it,” Juhyun got out of bed and put her bedroom slippers on as she padded out of the room and toward the door. She stopped upon opening it.

“Mr. Jeong here?” He asked.

“Yes.”

“I have to talk to him, that’s all. I have to do that,” He said, sounding rushed.

Juhyun looked him up and down. “Alright, wait here, I’ll tell him,” She said, walking back to the bedroom. “Yunho, Yunho, there’s someone to see you.”

Yunho sighed and sat up. “That’s great, I was afraid I’d have to go back to sleep,” He said, suddenly at attention as Juhyun moved to go back to her side of the bed.

“You have the funniest look on your face,” She chuckled, only to stop when she sees what he’s seeing.

“Stay where you are, both of you,” He had a revolver pointed at Yunho. “I have to talk to you, and I want you to give it to me straight. Get me?”

“Would you mind putting that gun away? My wife doesn’t care but I’m a very nervous person,” Yunho looked unfazed.

“Idiot,” Juhyun mumbled, nudging him but appreciating his joke all the same.

“Alright, shoot- I mean, what’s on your mind?” Yunho asked.

“You don’t need to tell me you’re tough. I’ve heard about you, I’m Choi Jongho,” He said.

Juhyun looked intrigued. “I’ve never heard about you,” Yunho said.

“I didn’t knock Jaekyung off.”

“Alright you didn’t.”

“I haven’t seen her in three months. We were all washed up.”

“Why are you telling me this?”

“I wouldn’t have any reason to hurt her. She was always on the level with me, but that dirty little rat Yeosang - he got sore because I clicked and he didn’t. So he put the finger on me!” Jongho revealed.

“That’s all swell, only you’re peddling your fish in the wrong market. I’ve got nothing to do with it,” Yunho said.

“Listen, the boys used to say that you were ok, that’s why I’m here. Listen, what’s the law doing to me? Do they think I did it? Or is it something else to pin on me?!” Jongho kept his gun pointed at Yunho.

“I’d you if I knew, but I’m not in this. Ask the police.”

“That’d be very smart, that’d be the smartest thing I ever did. Me, that a police captain’s been in a hospital three weeks on account we had an argument. The boys would like to have me come in and ask questions, they’d like it right down to the end of their blackjacks!” Jongho glared at him. “Now I come to you on the level, the boys say you’re on the level why don’t you be on the level!”

“I am on the level, if I knew anything I’d-”

Loud knocks were coming from the front door. Asta sat up barking, Juhyun shushing the dog again. “What’s that?” Jongho asked.

“I don’t know, this is your party,” Yunho shrugged.

They heard the loud knocks again. “Open up! It’s the police!” A booming voice was heard from the other side.

“The police! You dirty, two-timing-” Jongho was about to fire. Yunho knocked Juhyun out of the way, making her fall off the bed while he tackled the smaller male to the ground, accidentally setting off a few shots as Asta kept barking.

In came the hotel manager and a group of police officers led by a tall man, Lieutenant Song Mingi, who immediately pulled the two men apart while an officer caught the gun that fell to the side. Yunho got back up on his feet. “Juhyun… Juhyun!” He rushed over to his wife, who was on one side of the room. “Juhyun my darling, are you alright?” He patted her cheeks.

“What knocked her out?” Mingi asked.

“I did. She was in the line of fire,” Yunho reached for her untouched glass, trying to get her to drink.

“Who’s she?”

“My wife.”

“Did this guy shoot her?” Mingi gestured to Jongho, whose hands were now cuffed.

“No, he tried to shoot me. I had to sock her in the jaw to get her out, I must’ve hit her too hard,” Yunho explained, still patting her cheek. “Juhyun,” Her eyes were starting to open and she was beginning to stir. “Juhyun, look at me.”

“You darn fool, you didn’t have to knock me out,” Juhyun rubbed her jaw. “I knew you’d take him but I wanted to see you do it!”

“There’s a gal with hair on her chest,” Mingi chuckled, amused at the reaction.

Yunho pulled her up to her feet, Juhyun letting go. “Yunho! You’re bleeding! You’re hurt!” She said, noticing the blood on his thigh.

“It just grazed me, it didn’t hit me,” Yunho tried to pull her close but she sat him down.

“Someone get a doctor!” Juhyun rushed to the bathroom while the hotel manager went on his way.

“I don’t even feel it, Juhyun,” He called out. “How did you people have to pop in, Lieutenant?”

“We hear this is getting to be sort of a meeting place for the Park family, so we figure we’ll stick around in case the old man himself shows up. Then we see Jongho sneak in and we decided to come up, and pretty lucky for you-”

“Yes, I might not have been shot,” Yunho looked at his wound.

“That little rat Yeosang!” Jongho struggled in his place.

“Is Jongho a friend of yours?” Mingi asked.

“I never saw him before.”

“What does he want of you?”

“He wanted to tell me he didn’t kill Woo Jaekyung.”

“What’s that to you?”

“Nothing.”

“What did he think it was to you?”

“Ask him, I don’t know,” Yunho gestured to the smaller male.

“I’m asking you,” Mingi said pointedly.

“Keep on asking,” Yunho shrugged.

“Alright, you’re going to keep mum huh?” The lieutenant raised a brow. “Alright, Mr. Jeong. I won’t bother you tonight, but I’ll be in tomorrow morning, and I’ll have plenty of things to ask. Good night! Boys, bring him out of here” Mingi turned to the officers, who escorted Jongho, who was still struggling in their grip as they left the room.

“Where’s Asta? Asta!” Yunho called out for the dog, who crawled out of the bureau. “You’re a fine watchdog.”

“He’s got more sense than you have. I’m glad you’re not on this case,” Juhyun returned from the bathroom with a small towel soaked in warm water to tend to his wound.

“On it? I’m in it...they think I did it,” Yunho watched her wipe the blood stains away.

“Well, didn’t you?” Juhyun teased.

Yunho laughed and pulled her towards him, tickling her side.

Yunho and Juhyun slept in, with Juhyun waking up to see that it was already noon. Yunho had gotten out of bed as well, the two of them exchanging Christmas greetings as they went out to the living room to open their presents. Asta followed them, running around them in circles. “How’s your thigh?” She asked.

“Much better, I can barely feel a thing, I told you it was alright since last night,” He pointed out, slumping down on the couch.

Juhyun saw a piece of paper by the mini-bar. “Yuyu, there’s a telegram for you,” She said, picking up the paper.

“Open it.”

Juhyun sat down next to him, Yunho placing her legs over his. “Yuyu! This is from Park Junho!” She gaped. “Will you take charge of the investigation on Woo Jaekyung’s murder. Communicate with Kim Hongjoong. Park Junho,” She read out. Yunho looked unfazed.

“Where did it come from?”

“Out of the city. But then he didn’t do it,” Juhyun deduced.

“I don’t know. Communicate with Hongjoong, huh? Alright, we’ll ask him up here today,” Yunho sat back.

Juhyun picked up the day’s newspapers on the table, figuring that the manager had them delivered personally so as not to wake them. “Your story’s all over the papers. They said you were shot five times, at least it says here in the tabloids.”

“That’s not true, he never came near my tabloids,” Yunho joked. “That’s one thing I always protect… my tabloids,” He picked up the phone when it rang. “Hello? Oh yes, send him up and tell him to let himself in,” And he hung up. “It’s Hongjoong.”

A moment later the door opened and in came the smaller male. “Good afternoon, I’m afraid this isn’t exactly a very merry Christmas for both of you,” Hongjoong noticed them. “Or I must have been mistaken,” He chuckled, making them sit up.

“Just the man we’ve been looking for, here you are,” Yunho showed him the telegram. “What do you think?”

“Hmm, so he wants you to handle the case? Well, what are the chances of you getting to do what he wants?”

“Slim.”

“Slim? Oh please, Yunho-”

“Shush,” He put a finger to her lips and she playfully bit him.

“Well I wish you would, Mr. Jeong. Would it help at all if I could persuade him to meet with you?” Hongjoong looked a little hopeful. “I got word from Junho myself last night. It was some kind of code message to insert in the papers in case I wanted to get in touch with him.”

“It wouldn’t hurt to put it in,” Yunho nodded.

“I’m sure you could clear this up. He should appear, you know, it really doesn’t look good, him staying away at a time like this,” Hongjoong said.

The phone rang and Juhyun picked it up. “Hello? Oh, yes, he’s here, hold on,” She turned to them. “It’s for you, Mr. Kim, it’s the police department,” She handed him the receiver.

“Hello?” Hongjoong moved closer. “Hello? Yes… Where? Oh, when is the next train? Right, I’ll get that,” and he hung up. “Park Junho’s trying to commit suicide. They want me to come down and identify him. I guess this changes the whole story, doesn’t it? That looks like an admission of guilt, and I had such hopes too...I thought if you got on the case, you’d be able to clear him. I thought that Hyomin...the way she acted...I was sure that…” He sighed. Oh well, it’s no use thinking of that now. I’m so sorry to have troubled you, wasted your time. You’ll excuse me, won’t you?”

“Of course,” Yunho nodded and Juhyun got up to see him out. “What’s the matter with you?” He saw her crestfallen expression.

“Oh then that’s that. The mystery’s all gone, and I wanted you to find out who did it,” She frowned.

“Maybe I will.”

“But Park Junho-”

“I don’t believe he did it,” Yunho shook his head, eyeing her. “I have a hunch, but I’m going to find out. Come on, Watson, we’re going places and I want to talk to Lieutenant Song Mingi,” He got up, the two of them going back into the bedroom.

With Asta on a leash, Yunho and Juhyun stepped out of the building, where the lieutenant was waiting for them. “You really shouldn’t try to play tricks on me. Running out when I was giving you time to rest before I asked any more questions,” Mingi said, immediately catching up to them in a walk. “Man to man, Mr. Jeong, are you working on this case?”

“Man to man, I’m not.”

“But he’s interested,” Juhyun spoke.

“Well, I don’t mind telling you. I’d rather have you working with us than against us,” Mingi said.

“So would I.”

“It’s a bargain then. Anything you want to know?”

“What about the suicide?” Yunho asked.

“Oh that’s all fake. The men didn’t even have to go down,” Mingi frowned.

“I thought it might be. From now on, they’re going to think that every thin man over six feet with white hair is Park Junho,” Yunho said.

“Do you think Park Junho did it?” Juhyun asked the officer this time.

“Looks like he planned something. He shut up his apartment and his shop, but there’s nothing yet to cinch it,” Mingi shrugged.

“I’ll bet you a hundred thousand won that Park Junho didn’t do it,” Yunho grinned.

“Who’s your candidate?” Mingi was curious.

“I haven’t got that far yet. But I don’t think everything points to Park Junho. What about the alibis?”

“Oh, they’re all okay. Mrs. Jung, the boy, Sungyoung, Hongjoong, even Jongho, we had to let him go.”

“What about Jung Wooyoung?”

“I’ll check on that,” Mingi said. “I’m afraid this is quite dull for you, Mrs. Jeong,” He turned to Juhyun.

“Dull? I’m on the edge of my chair!” Juhyun beamed.

“Well, honestly, I’m stumped. I don’t know what to do next. What about you, Mr. Jeong?”

“Me? No, I don’t know, but I do have a hunch. I got a call last night, I thought it was from a crank but I’ve changed my mind. Whoever he was, he knew something and I have a feeling I’ll hear from him again,” Yunho revealed.

“Are you still waiting to hear from the crank?” Juhyun asked him that evening at their room.

“Hello? Hello, yes, this is Jeong Yunho,” Yunho grabbed the receiver. “I can’t hear you, you’ll have to speak louder.”

“I can’t speak any louder, this is Kang Yeosang again, remember me?” He said on the other line, sounding a little fearful. “Still interested in that proposition? You are? Yeah, okay, so here’s the dope, and get this straight. The man who killed Woo Jaekyung-”

The sound of a gunshot boomed and he fell to the floor.

“So you think Park Junho killed Woo Jaekyung and Kang Yeosang,” Yunho asked Mingi when he dropped by shortly after the news got out the next morning. “Why?”

“Two reasons. First, Yang Hyomin, Mrs. Jung came across the watch chain she got from Woo Jaekyung’s body,” Mingi recalled. “It belonged to Park Junho. The second reason? The bullet that killed Kang Yeosang came from the same gun that killed Woo Jaekyung.”

“Well, isn’t that alright, lieutenant,” Yunho looked impressed.

“Alright? It’s perfect! Park Junho is guilty of both of those murders!” Mingi grinned.

“Well, maybe. My offer still stands. A hundred thousand won. I still think Park Junho’s innocent,” Yunho said.

Mingi waved a hand dismissively. “You can say what you want, Mr. Jeong. I’m spreading the dragnet for that guy over every town in the country!”

“You think they’ll find him, Yunho?” Juhyun looked over at her husband, who was pacing back and forth in the living room that evening. “He must be in another city by now. Oh, I wish they’d stop with all these sirens, it’s making me fidgety.”

“He probably is,” Yunho stopped.

“Oh this is getting me down, I saw Sungyoung today,” Juhyun frowned. “She’s broken off her engagement with Seonghwa. She was a little hysterical, something about not wanting to ruin his life, being the daughter of a murderer and all that. Seonghwa didn’t care. He loves her despite it all.”

“Poor kid, well, I’ll see you later, darling,” Yunho slipped on his coat and put on his hat, quickly getting Asta on a leash.

Juhyun strode towards him. “Where do you think you’re going? And at this hour of the night?” Her hands were on her hips.

“I’m going to take Asta for a walk.”

“But he’s just been for a walk.”

“Well, we’re going sightseeing, aren’t we, Asta?” Yunho looked down at the dog, making faces.

Juhyun gave him a look. “What are you up to?” She looked into his pockets, finding a set of keys and the revolver she remembered Sungyoung bringing in.

“Hey! I told you, I’ve got a hunch. I’m going to look into Park Junho’s shop. I want to find out why it’s closed,” Yunho replied, taking the revolver back.

“Why shouldn’t he close it? He went away, didn’t he?”

“Yes, he went away lots of times when I knew him, but he never closed up his shop. I’ve got a hunch something’s up.”

“You mean he might be hiding here?”

“I don’t know, but this thing’s giving me the itch. I have to find out,” Yunho said.

“Yuyu, I won’t have you going down there,” She said.

“Hey! You’re the one who got me into this!” He looked amused.

“I know, but this is different! He’s a crazy man! He might kill you!”

“I’ll be fine. I’ve got Asta to protect me” Yunho gestured to the dog, whose tail was wagging.

“Fine, fine, go on, go on, see if I care,” She frowned, almost pouting. “But I think it’s a dirty trick to bring me all the way here just to make a widow of me.”

“You wouldn’t be widow long,” He wrapped his arms around her.

“You bet I wouldn’t.”

“Not with all your money.”

“You dog.”

Yunho kissed her on the cheek. “Goodbye, sugar” He winked before leaving the bedroom and toward the front door.

Juhyun caught up to him again. “Yunho, take care of yourself out there, will you?” She said.

“Sure I will.”

“Don’t say it like that, say it as if you meant it!” Juhyun was still frowning.

Yunho couldn’t help but smile. “Why I believe my wife cares.”

“I don’t care! I’m just used to you, that’s all” Juhyun’s expression remained that of concern. She threw her arms around him and kissed him. Juhyun pulled away to hug him tightly, glancing down at the dog. “Asta, if you let anything happen to him, you’ll never wag that tail again!”

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Age of Youth - Song & Sungmin - Favorite Kdrama Relationships

(spoilers for Seasons 1 and 2 ahead!)

I know I am late to the party. Age of Youth started in 2016 and the second and last (but hopefully not last T_T) season ended in 2017. As much as I love Kdramas, it is so hard to find a show that doesn't glorify toxic relationships and men, and it is so hard to find media (Korean or otherwise), that focuses on the friendships and lives of women, that when I started Age of Youth, it quickly claimed a very special place in my heart.

I am extremely saddened to think that makers won't see the potential and the demand (even without Son Seung Won of course) for a Season 3. Of course I want more stories of sisterhood--I could never get enough of the various friendships and trials of Belle Epoque, but I have to admit (as much as I believe friendship is underrated and romance is overrated in media), that the most unresolved part of the show that I would like to see a Season 3 for, is the Song x Sungmin couple. (thoughts and speculations on the continuation of the show here)

Song and Sungmin were a revolutionary couple for me because for once, I understood why they liked each other. Usually in Kdramas everything is left up to "fate." Fate throws a good looking man and a good looking woman (there's always the assumption of heteronormativity, which is a whole other conversation), they happen to live together, or they bump into each other everywhere (seriously, the leads always manage to accidentally see each other in extremely big cities like Seoul?), or they get into some awkward situation that leads to romantic tension and bam! They go from hating each other to suddenly risking their lives for each other.

But with Song and Sungmin there was none of that lazy deux ex machina writing. We don't even see how they met each other, and we get to skip the whole destiny meet-cute which I see as a really harmful narrative in society on creating unrealistic expectations. They are friends through working at the same newspaper club at university (a shared interest!). They work well together and always have stuff to talk about. Their personalities compliment each other and they seem to have fun when they spend time together, and not just in the superficial couples montage way that I see in dramas a lot where the couple just goes to an amusement park and they try on silly sunglasses together. I always wonder in those scenes, what are the leads even talking about? They usually don't even have any shared interests? These two genuinely seem to have fun talking and being with the other in a more fundamental way than that. There's also no weird power dynamic at play (boss and secretary/employee which is SO common), they are colleagues and students. Song can confide in him, and he doesn't attempt to lead or aggressively become the knight in shining armor for her, he just supports her when she needs it. The healthiness of their relationship is unparalleled, except perhaps by Miss Hammurabi, my favorite Kdrama of all time, and now, when I am watching Run On.

Unlike other comments on the show, I actually really liked the pace of the Song/Sungmin relationship in Season 2. I didn't feel the need for them to kiss or become overtly romantic in Season 2. Song needed to reckon with the scars of her childhood in witnessing a sexual assault, and Sungmin showed he was a true friend by standing with her every step of the investigation and trial. It showed they had a solid friendship as a foundation for any future relationship. I enjoyed watching them work as a team and doing the whole "will they or won't they? do they like each other?" thing. But to build that up all throughout Season 2, to END Season 2 with an implicit admission from Sungmin that he liked Song romantically, and then to not give us a Season 3?! We have been mocked. To give us such a well-written, deftly directed, and carefully crafted couple like Song and Sungmin and then leave us hanging? We have been disrespected!

I think writing this has been my form of therapy in getting my emotions out over this gem of a Kdrama. Even if we don't get a Season 3 of AOT, hopefully the writer will continue writing incredible dramas with healthy relationships and strong women. Until then I'll just continue rewatching fan edits of Song x Sungmin T_T

#age of youth #hello my twenties #songsungmin #kdrama

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junhyukiscute · 4 years

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to all the boys i’ve loved before (mcnd x reader)

100 followers special! thank you so much!

author note: thank you guys for 100+ followers!! i didn’t know how to express my gratitude so hopefully this ot5 mcnd x reader will help??? also this doesn’t fully follow the movie at all <333

my letters are my most secret possessions. i write them when i have a crush so intense, i don’t know what else to do. there are 5 total.

minjae, the star of my school’s football team and partner in english,

sungmin, the class clown who shows me magic tricks whenever i’m sad,

huijun, the shy nerd who helped me study for history when i was failing,

junhyuk, the artist who asked me to become a model for him,

and seongjun, but he’s my older sister’s boyfriend.

nobody knows about my crushes. no one except for me. until one fateful day.

“hey sis! you’re welcome,” your older brother, wooseok said.

“what do you mean?” you questioned while you ate your cereal.

“your letters, i sent them out,” he replied.

“WHAT?!” you slammed your hands on the table as you stood up, “wooseok, how did you even find those?!”

he grinned, “i was snooping through your closet to borrow some clothes and a box fell on me. i decided that since i’m such an amazing brother, i would send all those letters that were in the box to the guys you addressed. five guys, huh.”

“wooseok- those, those weren’t supposed to be sent out?! what’s wrong with you?” you cried out before grabbing your backpack to run to school. great, today was just not going to be your day, huh.

“good luck, lil sis,” wooseok cackled. you really were related to the devil. you prayed that you wouldn’t see any of the guys today.

your first period was pe, thank god. you shared the class with none of the boys. you were just walking around the track with your friend who was chattering very excitedly about this new rookie group’s comeback song called “spring”.

“hey (y/n), can i um, talk to you?” said a low voice. you widened your eyes as you turned around to see junhyuk in his tennis uniform. what was even worse was when you saw your mint green envelope in his right hand. oh great, you forgot that he was apart of the tennis team, who had practices during first period. your friend stopped talking and gasped as she pieced the situation together before wiggling her eyebrows at you and started to jog away. great. you were about to jog off with her but junhyuk grabbed your wrist before you could. “i read the letter last night and i was kinda shocked. did.. did you really mean it?” he asked with desperate eyes. his grip on your wrist tightened almost desperately as he grabbed your other free one with his, “please be honest with me and don’t give me any false hope.”

you gulped as your face turned red. “false hope..? junhyuk, i don’t understand..”

he sighed before looking at you again, “meet me at the tennis courts after school today. this isn’t finished,” he hesitantly let go of your wrists before waving to you with the letter in his hand, “see you later, (y/n).”

after the traumatic morning you had, it was second period. you walked slowly to class as it dawned upon you. great, you though, i have huijun in it. as you walked into the class, you avoided eye contact with everyone in class and waited for the teacher. the minutes felt like hours, but once your teacher came in, you let out the breath you didn’t know you’ve been holding in.

“okay class, take out the books in your desk and open to page 401,” your teacher yawned. you grabbed the book from the little space you had under your desk and a folded lined piece of paper fell out on your lap. “for (y/n)” it said in near handwriting. out of curiosity you opened it and it read with neat handwriting: hey (y/n), i received your letter. i didn’t know that you thought of me like that.. i feel the same. can we meet up at the top media cafe later to talk about this? love, huijun

“ahem, (y/n), is history that interesting?” the teacher crossed their arms. you got out of your shock from huijun’s small confession before shoving the paper in your backpack.

“uh- no, um i mean yes?” you meekly replied. the class laughed as the teacher shook their head before returning to the lesson. you snuck a glance at huijun who was writing diligently before looking up and waving slightly at you. you sighed before pulling out a pencil and paper.

it was passing period now and you were walking to your locker when you saw seongjun leaning against it while holding a brown paper envelope. nope, not today, you thought before turning the other way.

he caught sight of you before yelling, “(y/n), wait! i need to talk you!” you widened your eyes before running off to your next period: english. not a lot of people were there yet so you just sat at your desk and huffed. this day seemed to weird to be true. you buried your head in your arms. you weren’t even halfway done with the day yet you were ambushed by more than half of the boys already. deep in your thoughts, you jumped when you heard the chair next to you screech. minjae, you thought. you panicked because, well, he was going to be next to you this whole period. you pretended to snore so you wouldn’t have to talk to him until the teacher came. a few moments later you felt a jacket drape over you. the warmth it had was too inviting and then you actually fell asleep.

the bell had rung, signaling for fourth period. “(y/n), wake up, you’ll be late for your next period,” minjae gently shook you. you lifted your head up drowsily and saw a few books standing up to prevent you from being seen by the teacher. oh, he took cover for you so that you could survive the whole period napping.

“hmmm...?” you rubbed your eyes to get a better look at minjae smiling softly at you.

“hurry up, (y/n), you slept through the entire third period. i covered for you because you seemed really tired. i’ll walk you to fourth period.” without thinking much, you grabbed your backpack and nodded.

“thanks for covering me, minjae,” you yawned as you guys walked to your next class.

“yeah, no problem. i wanted to ask you about something though,” he rubbed the back of his neck, “so i got a letter earlier? did my smile actually brighten up your week?”

you inwardly cringed at the memory of writing such a sappy love letter to him, “haha, what letter?? it couldn’t possibly be the- oh” you stopped as minjae held up a pink envelope with a cherry pattern on it. you blinked a few times in disbelief as he carried it with him this entire time.

“this letter. i can’t believe that you’d write something like this, it’s kinda cute. i always knew you were a good writer,” he grinned as he waved the letter around.

“don’t just wave it around like that, give me it!” you said as you tried taking it away. it was unsuccessful as he lifted the letter up and away from you. he put it in his pocket.

“you’re not even gonna let me finish what i was saying?” he smirked. you guys reached your classroom and as you were about to walk in, minjae hugged you from the back and whispered in your ear, “come to the football game tonight, i’ll save you a front row seat,” before letting you go. your eyes widened at the sudden affection before looking around. great, now you see the minjae fangirls glaring at you. you shuddered at the ice cold tension that was in the classroom before making your way to your seat.

it was only until the bell had rung when sungmin had ran into class. “safe!” he yelled out with a salute as you heard a teacher yell “detention!”. the classroom was filled with light giggles at his energy. you made eye contact with him and his smile slightly faltered before smiling again at his friends. ouch, you thought. you rolled your eyes before pulling out the materials for this class.

once fourth period was over, it was lunch. you sighed in relief to finally be able to eat your problems away. as you exited out of the classroom, a hand grabbed your shoulder. you let out a small shriek before whipping your head to see sungmin, with a small grin on his face.

“can we talk?”

you nervously laughed, “look, if this is about the letter, you can just forget about it.”

“well.. what if i don’t want to forget about it? (y/n), these are your feelings. you can’t just hide them forever or throw them away like it’s nothing,” he said, his grin never faltering. wow, where did the happy jokester go? you rarely ever see him being so serious, so this was probably really important to him.

you cracked a small smile, “listen, sungmin. those feelings were hidden for a long time, it could’ve been forever if you never had been given the letter. i appreciate the words but i... really need to go now, i’ll see you,” you said as you walked away.

“check your blazer’s pocket!” he yelled from across the hallway. you stopped and looked back, but sungmin was already gone from your sight. you found a paper sticking out of your pocket. that silly boy, he probably put it in when you weren’t looking. when you took it out, you saw a ticket to the school’s dance showcase after school at 5 pm with a post-it note saying “i hope to see you there <3 i’ll perform a song just for you”. you shook your head before putting it in your binder.

once you entered the cafeteria, you got your lunch tray and walked outside to sit under one of the school’s trees. once you plopped down onto the cool grass, you sighed and leaned against the tree’s bark. you cursed wooseok for sending the letters and cursed at your horrible luck when you saw seongjun walking towards you.

you were too tired to leave the relaxing shade so you just sighed as he stood in front of you.

“(y/n)...” he started.

“before you say anything, that letter was a mistake. i know it was wrong to write a letter to my sister’s boyfriend. i don’t like you anymore,” you said a bit too quickly.

he crouched down to your level before letting out a smile small, “i broke up with your sister after i read your letter.”

your eyes widened and you sat straight up, “you did WHAT?!” you shrieked, “h-how could you?! my sister really loved you! oh my god, seongjun! what the hell..?”

he ruffled your hair like he would always do when he visited you, “i know you wrote more letters. your older brother told me.” oh my god, you felt like such a horrible person. the guilt you had for liking him, the fact that you had probably ruined all these friendships you had, it all weighed down on you and you found yourself crying.

“i’m sorry.. i never meant for any of this to happen.. if only i didn’t write those letters..” you choked out.

he shook his head before gently pulling you towards him so that you could cry in his chest, “it’s okay, (nickname), you can’t control who you like. it’s none of your fault for liking someone, or should i say some people?” he joked. you punched his stomach lightly as he laughed out loud.

“not funny, seongjun,” you mumbled, “you know, i don’t know why i had liked you in the beginning.”

“well, for starters,” he said as he pulled out the letter from his pocket, “you said that i had a personality that was just so warm and inviting and-” you punched him one more time, a bit harder, as you sniffled, “okay, okay, i get it. who were the other people you wrote to? i think i’m the only one who knew of multiple being sent out, so you’re good.”

“.... minjaesungminhuijunandjunhyuk,” you mumbled.

for some reason, seongjun caught all of that and widened his eyes, “really?”

you sniffed and nodded, “yeah but can we go back to why you broke up with my sister so suddenly...”

he sighed, “man, you’ve always been really persistent, haven’t you?” he thinks for a bit but the lunch bell rings and cuts him off once he opened his mouth to speak.

“you’re kidding me!” you cried.

he stands up and gives you a hand to take. once you take it and grab your backpack, he ruffles your hair one last time, “if you want to hear the rest, then wait for me after school. i’ll walk you home and explain all of it, okay? see you (y/n).” the next actions shocks you as he mumbles “don’t hate me for this” and he kisses the top of your forehead before walking off. you blushed at the sudden contact before shaking your head and walking back into the school building.

fifth period had gone by quickly, and the last period was a self study period. you doodled on your notebook as you pondered over your choices. huijun had always helped you out whenever you needed help or was called out by the evil teacher. junhyuk was the shy boy who asked you to model for him because he found you pretty, and had gotten closer to you during the process. minjae was like a childhood friend you’ve known forever because you guys had always gotten along and always had each others backs. bic was like a breath of fresh air; he’d always cheer you up whenever you had a bad test score, there was never dull moments with him. lastly, there was seongjun, your older sister’s boyfriend, who had always treated you so well and listened to your problems while never criticizing you for your mistakes.

you never imagined this happening to you, let alone, even have your feelings being reciprocated. you giggled a bit, you sounded like some main character in a wattpad fanfiction. you tapped back into reality as you thought about it. if you choose one, you would ditch the four others who would be patiently waiting for your answers. actions really do have consequences, you thought bitterly. your stomach dropped as you heard the last bell ring.

who do you choose to go to?

song minjae

bang junhyuk

#mcnd #mcnd imagines #mcnd fluff #mcnd scenarios #thank you so much #also sorry this took so long luhmao #did you guys expect this #wanted to do this beause there were 5 guys in the movie HA #bang junhyuk #win #minjae #song minjae #huijun #no huijun #nam sungmin #bic #castle j #son seongjun #uwuwuwu you guys<333

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worldoffanficskpopcpop · 5 years

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Super Junior as Husbands

Request: hey there ;) would you write for SuJu as well? If so I'd looooove to request a SuJu as husband drabble. If you don't want to write for them just ignore the ask and enjoy the compliment! Loved your take on Monsta X as dads, so so cute

A/N: this took me quite a while to do since there are so many members haha. I hope you like it!

Siwon: Siwon is known to be very optimistic and enthusiastic so no doubt would your relationship be very fun and filled with joy. He is also very friendly and would honestly win your family over at first glance. Some dates with your hubby would include volunteering with UNICEF and cute cafe dates. On some days when you don’t feel like cooking, you’re in luck because Siwon is a god at cooking. Whatever you want to eat, he would do his best to make it just for you. He is known to be a very flexible guy and adapts to change very well so if there is any conflict, he would no doubt be the first out of the two of you to suggest a solution that does not compromise your arguments too much. Moving, this guy will always be loyal to you. He respects women a lot and would never ever cheat on you. This will probably put your mind at ease knowing that your man will never look at another woman except for you. But that does not mean to abuse his trust. He will nonverbally expect you to do the same. One of the few flaws that Siwon has is trying to not rely on you when he needs it. He has that mentality that he can make it on his own without burdening you. It might take a couple of encouragements (and maybe arguments) before Siwon knows that his burdens are your burdens and vice versa.

Leeteuk: Now, since Leeteuk is the leader, he has a lot of pressure being the ideal member. This will most likely follow through to marriage where he thinks that he has to be the perfect husband for you. You would have to remind him that you don’t expect to be the most perfect man for you and that you just want him to be who he is. He is the most respectful human being you will ever meet. Your parents would probably feel bad when he keeps bowing to them, thanking them for giving you to him. In addition, Leeteuk is known to be very supportive of others so no doubt, he will be very, very supportive of your career in whatever field you choose. One of his pros is that he rarely gets angry. He will always talk out problems with you, no matter how serious or silly they are. Every argument will always end up in the two of you hugging it out. One thing that Leeteuk is known for is sometimes taking responsibility for others’ actions. He wouldn’t realize that he is doing it because he is so used to doing it. Most likely will he do that with you so just make sure that you take responsibility for every action that you do.

Heechul: Heechul would be such a playful husband, honestly. Every single day with him would be extremely loud and fun. It would be as if you were at an amusement park. Although every day might be very joyful, there are some days where both of you are just not feeling each other. He has a very short temper so there might be arguments between the two of you. Of course, it would end in laughter and cuddles. To Heechul, punctuality is very very important to him. Expect the wedding to be going by the schedule in every second of the event. Speaking of weddings, don’t think he will sit and go by your opinions; he will most definitely have opinions of his own about how he wants the wedding to look like. He honestly might just wear a blue suit because why not. In the end, you guys might have quite a few arguments, there is nothing better than spending your whole life with your soulmate.

Yesung: Yesung is very much a sweetheart so give yourself a slap on the back for catching a guy like him. He is very sensitive and would hold a lot of emotions. He probably cried like two gallons worth of tears at your guys’ wedding. Now, although you might be married to Yesung, you’re practically married to Eunhyuk based on how much the guys hang out at your place. As said on shows. It was mentioned on shows but Yesung loves to touch his members’ lips while they sleep. Don’t think you’re an exception to this either. You’ll probably wake up to Yesung touching your lips since 5 am. Your honeymoon will most likely be in Canada since it’s his dream to have his honeymoon there. The two of you would be such as a touristy couple. In all, being married to Yesung is like being married to a teddy bear.

Shindong: Like Heechul, marriage life with Shindong is basically like being with a high-class jester. He would no doubt make you laugh everyday with his witty comments and weird personality. One of his many talents is being an amazing videographer so some moments of your life would be filmed but not necessarily be put on public display; it’s for his eyes only. At times, both of you would have a deep conversation about Korean society and how he is made fun of only for his size. You would have to remind him that his size does not define his whole personality and how he is worth more than his appearance. In all, love and remind Shindong for the whole he is, not what he portrays to the public.

Sungmin: He is known to be the god at doing everything and anything. You would have no problem with learning things from him. If you don’t know how to play the guitar, well, expect him to teach you. A pro of his is that he is very calm and patient, so he won’t be frustrated with you when you might be a bit slow at learning; this type of personality is very great for teachers because it puts their students in a more calm environment and not put their student in stress mode, trying to grasp the lesson. Maybe after a couple of lessons, you would want to give your lovely husband a gift for his hard work. Just know that he does not like getting expensive gifts. He is that type of person where he feels the burden of receiving such an expensive gift; almost as if he owes you something bigger. Halloween would honestly be his favorite holiday because he loves pumpkins and squashes. What better holiday than Halloween would have all month long pumpkins?! Moving to living with Sungmin. Now, he is known to be OCD so it would not be surprising that the house will be spotless. He’s like a housewife in his own way. At times, the two of you would just be in different rooms at home without being mad at each other. That’s because Sungmin values his alone time and he absolutely needs it (like everyone else) to maintain his energy and mental health. In all, he would be a very sweet husband towards you and would love you endlessly.

Eunhyuk: Eunhyuk would be one of the humblest husbands out there. Because he grew up in a poor household, he knows how to utilize his money. It has been studied that adults who grew up poor are more stress than their middle-class counterparts. With this study, Eunhyuk might be more stress than others, specifically financial reasons. Although the two of you might be well off and are not struggling to meet ends meet, he would ponder over savings and what to spend on. In addition, growing up in poor conditions didn’t allow him to take classes but he was still able to practice dancing by himself as a kid, which shows that he is very talented. This indicates that he is very passionate about things that he takes interest in. Whatever he might be interested, he will put 150% into it. If you were to want him to teach you something that he loves to do, no doubt would he put his hard work into it. You might even become a pro after a day of lessons with him. You know those cute little moments where couples feed each other their food? Yea that probably won’t happen with Eunhyuk. Not only does he despised cringy moments but he hates sharing his food. Don’t think just because you’re married to him does he make an exception; maybe like once or twice. He is the third sensitive baby here. When arguments occur, he would go to another room and cry it all out. You would have to hold him and remind him that you are here for him. Fun fact: Hyuk loves stuff animals and sleeping with a lot of pillows and plushies near him. Your guys’ bed would be filled with pillows and plushies and you would wake up with him all of the floors with him either hugging you or his giant plushie.

Donghae: Since he is considered the prince of the group, you snatched yourself a royal. He would be such a cute husband. Since he is very close to his parents, specifically his father, he would want you to have the same type of relationship with your parents-in-law. Maybe not as close as he is with his father because that might be a bit difficult, but he would want you to have a good relationship with them. Because of his relationship with his father, Donghae would want the same with his child in the future. Moving on, one fact that is known about Donghae is that he is very affectionate and responsible. Expect that even if you’re with other members, you’ll still be snuggled by Donghae. He would not waste any space that is between the two of you. If you needed him to look after the pets and your cousins, he would no doubt do a good job with it. Being a responsible baby makes him trustworthy to do anything. At times, Donghae would pull you up early in the morning to go to the gym with him because he loves to exercise. In the scenario that you don’t like to exercise, he would still drag you to the gym but maybe not as often. Another known fact about Donghae is that he hates to eat alone or being alone, explaining why he is very affectionate. He would expect you to be there to eat with him for every meal so he can tell you about his day and you can tell him about your day. In addition, Donghae loves to be cared for and you would most likely baby him so often, like Heechul. Overall, Donghae and you would have a loving relationship where both of you would baby each other to death.

Ryeowook: Ryeowook would be such a sweetheart towards you. He would love to cook for you whenever you don’t feel like cooking or you’re getting home late. Your hubby would be at the dining table with dinner ready right when you walk straight into the apartment. If you’re sick, be prepared for Ryeowook to be nursing you to death. You would be getting better in one day from how much he worries about you. A fact about Ryeowook is that he likes to wear make-up. The both of you would have the same make-up drawer and at times share make-up tips. Whenever Ryeowook has a day off, he would sleep for a long period of time. You would wake up to him dead asleep and has no intention of getting up. Fun fact: he says I love you a lot when he’s drunk so expect affection and lots of cute loving words from him when the two of you go out for a drink. Ryeowook takes good care of his skin so expect you guys doing your skincare routine together every single night. There would be times where you find Ryeowook in the bedroom, wrapped in the blanket and just watch korean drama for 10 hours. Being married to Ryeowook would be very fun and full of joy! He would make a great husband.

Kyuhyun: One thing that everyone knows about Kyuhyun is that he is a GENIUS. He is legit good at math. If you have any trouble with your college work then Kyuhyun is a great resource to use for when you need help. At times, the two of you would just have a date at the library because he loves to read in his free time. It would be very cute, especially if you hate reading and is just taking a nap while he just stares at you and smile. Since Kyuhyun is known to the evil maknae of Super Junior, he would tease you constantly. Of course, there would be times where he would joke over your comfortable limits and you would have to talk to him that it wasn’t funny. Other times, the two of you would have a good laugh. Life with Kyuhyun would never be dull and you will always feel the love.

Requests are Open!

#super junior reaction #super junior scenario #super junior reactions #super junior scenarios #kpop reaction #kpop scenarios #super junior

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uwupinkmilk · 5 years

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Can I get a super junior reaction of them seeing there wife for the first time at there wedding 🥭

A/N: The reactions below are just my opinions. I could be incredibly far off for reality but I think it was a cute little reaction and I enjoyed wtiting it. I would like to state that I have never been to a wedding so I just went with what I know happens at traditional weddings. So be lenient with me😅!

*Because I am unfamiliar with Kangin and Sungmin, I have left them out. If you really want them, just send me an ask and I will create a separate blurb for them.

L e e t e u k(정수): Jungsoo can become pretty emotional. I strongly believe that tears of joy would be streamig down his face the moment he lays eyes on his s/o. In that moment in time, his future would be laid out in front of him and he would just be enthralled with them.

H e e c h u l(희철): I don’t think Heechul would cry. It seems totally out of character for him. That being said, he would be at a total lost for words. To say he would become enraptured by his s/o is an understatement.

Y e s u n g(종훈): To say that Junghoon would be a little sentimental would be and understatement. It would be as if he were seeing his s/o for the first time. Yesung, not being one to hide his emotions would tell his s/o how amazing he feels being able to marry them.

S h i n d o n g(동희): Donghee is a totally King Jokster! I see him lightening the mood by make a few jokes and some funny faces. The second his s/o smiles at him, he will have fallen in love with them all over again.

E u n h y u k(혁재): Now we all know Hyukjae as a silly guy, but he’s a little sensitive as well. He’s a family guy, so being just moments away from adding the love of his life to his family would absolutely melt his heart. He might tear up just slightly but his gummy smile would be present throughout the day.

S i w o n(시원): Siwon would have been waiting for this moment since he proposed. He’s such a caring guy and seeing his s/o standing before him on their wedding day would be a moment he kept with him for the rest of his life.

D o n g h a e(동해): He’s another emotional guy. Soft King! I think the whole atmosphere would just make him would make him so happy and excited about what was to come. His whole future was in front of him and he couldn’t help but let a few tears of happiness slip.

R y e o w o o k(혀욱): I think that Wookie would be over the moon seeing his s/o at their wedding. I don’t believe he would cry, but he would definitely be smiling from ear to ear. Once you were right in front of him he would tell you how amazing you are and how excited he is.

K y u h y u n(규현): Kyuhyun has such a beautiful smile and you can bet that the second he lays eyes on you it will get 100x brighter. Once his s/o was stood before him he would shower them with compliments.

A/N: Sorry this took such a long time to post. It literally took a month. I was applying for my first job! I got it. I’m really excited. Anywho, sorry again. 💕💕

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#super junior #suju #super junior reactions #suju reactions #leeteuk #heechul #yesung #shindong #eunhyuk #siwon #donghae #ryeowook #kyuhyun

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maneoxvic · 4 years

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A daughter needs a dad to be the standard against which she will judge all men.

Victor Yi: An Analysis

what is your muse’s full name and do they have any nicknames?

His name is Victor Joon Yi. The people he love call him Vic. The ones he doesn’t call him Joon. He hasn’t heard that name since he left The Aegis.

what do they look like? include hair, eyes, skin tone, tattoos, etc. !

Victor is a man and a half, standing at 6′3 with broad shoulders and a lean, but slightly muscular physique. His hair is a dark black (that Vic won’t admit he dyes bc his real hair color is a dark warm brown and he just thinks a cool back suits his coloration better), generally kept long and curly. His eyes are a dark-chocolate brown, his skin tone has been classified as ‘light-medium neutral’ by Hisoka when he did some modeling for her videos, and he’s got a small menagerie of tattoos on his body. He bears the shield of The Aegis over his heart, the constellation of lupos between his shoulder blades, a father/daughter celtic knot on his inner left forearm, and his wife’s initials on his left ring finger.

do they have any distinguishing features such as scars, unique birthmarks, etc.?

He’s got a teeny little beauty mark under his left eye, little scars from silly things here and there, but nothing serious or major.

what is your muse’s friends and family like? who do they usually surround themselves with?

His family... is estranged, to say the least. He hasn’t spoken to his father in years, he really hasn’t heard much from his older brother either- really, the only family he’s got is his daughter Yeona. That being said, Invictus is his newfound family. He loves each and every one of the members with his whole heart, and truly wants the best for them.

He surrounds himself with warmth, love, happiness, and acceptance, and he finds each and every single thing within the members.

who would you consider the closest person to your muse?

If we’re talking over the age of 10? Sungmin. Ever since Vince passed away, the mage has come to consider the skinwalker his best friend and closest confidant. Sungmin is the one person he can freely allow the give-and-take of unconditional support. Sungmin is his pillar, and Victor is his.

But let’s not get it twisted, Yeona will always be Vic’s closest person.

where was your character born and what was their living situation growing up there?

Vic was born and raised in Chicago, Illinois (well, in the suburbs, but no one cares about any Chicago suburbs aside from Gurnee and Schaumburg so he says he’s from Chicago.)

He grew up, like I mentioned, in a suburb about an hour out from the city in a fairly wealthy neighborhood. He was put in an excellent school, was raised in a safe neighborhood, and went on to enroll in one of the best medical universities the state has to offer. He grew up with the stereotypical expectations of an Asian-American kid, do well in school, become a doctor- but along with that, he was expected to excel in his magical training as well. Even so, he was content with his childhood. He supposed that he really lucked out. He loved school, he loved learning, and he loved magic. It never really felt like an obligation to him more than it felt that he was being encouraged to pursue what he loved.

what is your muse’s biggest fear and does anyone know? if so, who, and if not, why not?

What’s any parent’s worst fear? Losing their child.

has your muse ever fallen in love before? if so, with who? did it end well?

Once, when he was about a decade younger. He fell in love with the prettiest witch he’d ever laid eyes on. Whether or not it ended well is up to debate, because what love ever ends well? He and Jinhee got married and had two beautiful baby girls, if that’s ending well? His youngest and his wife passed away 6 years ago, though, so- make of it what you will.

Victor would say it ended tragically, but not unwell. He still has Yeona. He still has the memories. He still has that love for her. Maybe it hasn’t really ended after all.

what would you find in your muse’s refrigerator right now?

So. Many. Fruit cups. Yeona fucking love fruit cups. Fruit in jello, fruit cocktails, mandarin oranges, peach slices- you name it, Yeona wants it. Victor is a doctor, so he keeps healthy food stocked in the fridge. There’s also organic apple juice and organic orange juice- there will never be grape juice in their home because grape juice is made of lies, according to Yeona, and Vic’s gotta agree. It’s just not good. Vic tends to make a lot of “American” foods, and his fridge and pantry reflect that.

Aside from that, he’s got a lot of baking supplies in his pantries. Anyone who knows the Yi Duo know that they bake together all the time.

what does your muse usually wear? you can describe, link pictures, etc. !

Check this post but its literally white shirt and jeans.

what is your muse’s strongest memory that they carry around

The day his daughter was born. That’s a no-brainer. Yeona would always be the greatest gift he could ever ask for, and he would never forget that day. He would also never forget the day his pregnant wife passed, but Yeona’s birth would always be a positive memory for him.

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Lifeline | 02

Summary: What happens when a witch curses seven vampires to share one fated mate between them? BTS x Reader, Ot7 x Reader, Vampire!au, Idol!au.

Genre: Fantasy, Angst, Fluff, Smut

Word Count: 7.9k

Warning: Lot’s of biting and blood. It’s Diabolik Lovers up in this shiiii~

Ch. 1 | Ch. 2 | Ch.3 | Ch. 4 | Ch.5| Ch.6

The coffee cup almost scalded your hand as you power walked down the sunlit hallway towards Sungmin’s office. Shifting the fresh brew to your other hand, you opened and closed your fist to get rid of the sting.

Your drastic ascend to the upper echelons of executive decision making in Bighit had stumped you, double and triple checking with Minjun if the letter you had received was really authentic or just some silly prank from your otherwise humourless supervisor.

He had assured you it had come from the very top. And seeing Bangpd’s very real signature on it, you had finally accepted this dream reality.

Still, it hadn’t stopped you from questioning Sungmin when you’d reached his office for your briefing the next morning, eyes bleary because usually you would be snoring on your bed at 9 am.

Why exactly were you the one chosen for this position? In your one month at Bighit you couldn’t remember even one remarkable thing you’d done as an intern.

Sungmin had just scoffed and grumbled under his breath about handing him your resignation letter if you wanted to play 20 questions with him first thing in the morning.

You’d seriously contemplated doing just that, after all you were way over your head here, you didn’t know one thing about being an assistant, let alone being one to the IT head of Bighit.

But then he’d showed you your new office and you’d about nerdgasmed at the multi-screen desktop dominating the space on the table top. The gleaming Dell Precision 5720 calling out to everything in your tech savvy self and you’d forgotten any objection you had had to your new job.

After all, you were a quick learner. How hard could an assistant’s job be?

The decision had been made within the next hour. You’d accompanied Sungmin for a meeting with the top technology buffs of the town to discuss the development for BTS’ new virtual reality game. After fangirling at all the tech jargon for two hours straight, where Sungmin threw annoyed glares at you every two seconds, you’d made up your mind.

You were not going to look a gift horse in the mouth.

So now after trekking two blocks for his favourite coffee, you strode past disgruntled employees to reach your boss’ office before he had a meeting with Bangpd in ten minutes.

Why do I overestimate my stamina so much?

Sweating from the heat and exercise, you heaved for breath as you jogged down the last two turns to your destination. If the coffee in your hand was a cold beverage instead, you seriously would have turned it over your head to cool off.

God was granting all your unspoken wishes these days.

Because in the next second and just as you turned the last corner, a rock hard chest slammed into your cup-bearing arm. The collision crushed the cup a little and with a shrill cry, you splashed the brown concoction straight down your white blouse, your body jarring at the forceful impact.

“Oh fuck. I’m sorry, pretty girl.”

The red-headed dancer clutching your arm steadied you while looking at you with worry.

You immediately stopped breathing. Vague, hazy images of the man in front of you floated through your mind, making you press your fingers to your suddenly aching temples.

Have I been dreaming about BTS’ J-hope lately?

“Are you ok, Y/n?” Hoseok raised his brows in concern.

At his question you shook yourself out of your weird stupor, suddenly becoming aware of two major things.

The J-hope was almost holding you in his arms, looking at you like he was about to transport you to a hospital if you didn’t give him confirmation of your well-being soon.

And your very white blouse was soaked through with coffee.

But wait… “How do you know my name?”, you asked. Because that’s the first thing one says to a member of a world famous band.

Flustered at your question and your too-perceptive eyes boring into him, Hoseok stammered. “Umm…Sungmin was talking about his new assistant.”

At the doubtful tilt of your head, he hastened to continue. “All good things, don’t worry.”

Now you looked downright suspicious.

Hoseok wanted to smack himself at his slip, he wasn’t supposed to know your name or face. But your sudden appearance before him when he’d already been looking for you had filled him with a sort of giddy thrill.

He couldn’t wait to introduce you to the other boys. And somehow inform you about his inhuman nature and what you meant to him in a way that wouldn’t make you run for the hills.

Looking for a change in topic, he glanced down at your confused form, exclaiming an expletive at your soaked chest. “Oh no, your shirt. Come with me, I’ll get you something to change.”

Your mother had taught you never to accompany strange men anywhere. But was he really a strange man if his face greeted you everyday from countless billboards, screens and magazines. Nevertheless, he was a good looking man and being in close proximity with one often turned you into a fucking guppy.

“I..umm.” You looked down at yourself, then his outstretched hand and then around you both at the curious glances every other employee was throwing your way as they passed by. Some blatantly snickering at your drenched form.

You blushed, crossing your arms and not looking him in the eyes. He did strange things to your head and heart. “It’s…okay. You don’t have to worry about it. I didn’t look where I was going. Maybe I’ll just wash it off in the restrooms or ask one of the staff for an extra shirt…”

Pausing, your eyes widened as the man before you raised his hands to the buttons of his own shirt. “What are you doing?!”, you exclaimed.

Unbeknownst to you, Hoseok had been scowling at some of the male workers eyeing your chest with interest. He was not about to see you parade through the entire floor with soaked clothing. He took off his shirt.

Now your face was literally on fire. You tried looking everywhere except his bare sculpted chest but your eyes were traitors.

“Helping you out.”, he stated softly, draping the button-down over your shoulders. Instinctively you clutched the two ends together, covering yourself up.

Taking the long cold, half empty cup of coffee from your hand, he took a deep breath at the sight you made. Flushed cheeks, kissable lips and wide eyes peering up at him in slight awe.

My mate in my clothing. Even though he wasn’t a werewolf, he felt the urge to howl in satisfaction.

“Follow me.”, he told you, grasping your arm and leading you away. “I know a place where you can change.”

“What-wait!”, you blabbered behind him, not really knowing what was happening. Ever since yesterday evening it was like you’d entered a parallel universe. One where you got hired for jobs without even lifting a finger and hot rappers spilled coffee on you just to drape their shirt over you next.

You didn’t have the courage to stop and tell the man that you could change in the restroom. Or, heck your new state-of-the-art office.

Not when your hand tingled where he held it firmly in his own, the broad planes of his toned back making your stomach do weird flips as he pulled you with him to god knows where. Now, you knew why they didn’t let just any employee access these floors. Because a half-naked BTS’ member could likely be roaming around the halls.

Damn, Yerin is missing out.

“Here.” He stopped in front of a door, pushing it open to lead you inside the dimly lit room. Once your eyes adjusted your breath hitched at your surroundings. “Change here. I’ll be back with you in a minute. Just need to fetch a new shirt.”

Giving you one last admiring look, he left you alone.

In a room where someone like you was clearly not supposed to be. With a reeling mind, you took in the various prized trophies Bangtan had collected over the years neatly placed on a long shelf that covered the left wall. And with what you’d heard about them, these clearly weren’t all of them.

Must be nice having so many awards you can casually place them wherever there’s spare space.

But what really surprised you was the recording equipment off to one side and an expensive multi-screen computer much like the one in your office. You spotted some instruments too, including a piano in one corner and a saxophone in a display case. A metronome sat atop the table closest to you. Comfortable chairs were scattered about the room.

With slow, scared steps you moved inside, afraid that you’d actually break something in what was clearly a very well used vocal practice room.

“This is so not normal.”, you thought out loud.

Taking a deep breath you focused on the task at hand, immediately realising that J-hope expected you to change into the shirt he’d given you. Resigning to your fate since you had no other options, you quickly took off your ruined blouse, grimacing at the smell of coffee. You desperately wanted to take a shower but that didn’t seem to be in the cards, especially since Sungmin must be wondering about your prolonged disappearance.

After wiping your chest and cleavage with whatever part of the blouse that wasn’t wet, you took J-hope’s shirt in your hands. Against your better judgement you pulled it close to your face, inhaling his heady, intoxicating scent.

I never said I wasn’t a weirdo.

Donning it on, you were just about to button up the shirt when unfamiliar voices approaching the door made you freeze in panic.

You hadn’t locked the door like the idiot you were. Heartbeat racing you frantically looked about the room for divine intervention just as the handle turned down and the door swung open.

“I don’t know why you’re asking me hyung. I’m not going to babysit your sugar gliders.”, Yoongi voiced, stepping inside the practice room. And immediately going stock still at the strange girl looking at him with saucer eyes.

Jin followed close behind. “But my sugar gliders love them some Suga.” His snicker at his lame joke was abruptly cut off as he realised what Yoongi was gawking at. More like who.

The first thing they noticed was your lacy black bra and your unbuttoned shirt.

Jin swallowed. Yoongi scowled.

You were fucked. “I-I can explain—“

Jin shook his head, frowning. “Who are you?”

Yoongi cursed under his breath. “I told Bangpd to amp up the security. I swear to god if this is another crazy saesang somehow breaking in.”

You were extremely offended. “I’m not a saesang.”, you snapped.

Yoongi scoffed, moving towards you to escort you out. “Yeah, that’s what they all say.”

It hit him like a truck. A truck doing one-twenty down an empty freeway. First your delicious, delicious scent and then the thirst. Raw, ravenous thirst.

Yoongi reeled back in shock, like you were the one who’d bit him.

Concerned for the younger, Jin reached forward to ensure he was alright. Only to have his heartbeat accelerated to max, sudden alien sensations overwhelming him, his every sensory nerve suddenly overstimulated with you.

Jin swallowed harshly, immediately understanding what was happening. Though it still wasn’t clicking for Yoongi as he stared at you like you were some kind of monster.

You cocked your head at their strange behaviour. “Are you guys, alright?”

As soon as you inadvertently exposed your pulse to them they were done.

They exclaimed to each other in unison. “She’s my mate!”

Jin’s eyes widened in disbelief.

Yoongi’s narrowed, his breathing harsh. “You’ve got to be kidding me.”, he croaked, it felt like he had gravel in his suddenly parched throat.

But Jin was putting two and two together. “The witch.”, he breathed.

“What is happening? Do you guys need to see a doctor?” You pointed at Yoongi. “He looks like he’s about to have a heart attack. I swear I’m not dangerous.”

Naïve girl, Jin thought. You were the one in danger.

Turning to you, he snapped impatiently, feeling his own thirst burn out of control despite his famed restraint over his baser instincts. “What’s your name?”

You raised your eyebrows at him. “Could have asked nicely. I’m Y/n—“

Yoongi’s patience broke and he charged towards you. “I don’t fucking care! I can’t hold back anymore.”

Eyes widening you tried to step back and dodge him, but you had no clue what you were actually dealing with.

Yoongi’s arms came around you like a vice, one strong hand soon finding a way into your hair, tilting your head for his hungry mouth.

Pain. And then pleasure. Your mouth hung open as your limbs suddenly went powerless as if your brain had abruptly cut off all signals to your body except pure, unadulterated delectation. A feather light tongue sucked at your neck in delight.

You couldn’t control your whimper of need when a soft hand moved your shirt down one shoulder and a second set of fangs pierced you just above your clavicle.

In a matter of minutes, or seconds your befuddled self really couldn’t tell, you were shaking with arousal, all sensations shooting straight down to your core.

At your moan, Jin broke out of the thirst-induced haze. As your rich nectar slid down his throat, one sudden thought flashed in his head. You were human.

He pulled away. “Yoongi enough.”

When the younger didn’t seem to hear him, Jin grabbed his shoulder, yanking him away from your neck. “I said enough. She’s not an all-you-can-eat buffet.”

Reluctantly pulling back, Yoongi lapped a few times at your neck to close the wound. Suddenly bereft you stumbled forward into his arms, disoriented. He caught you, grasping your chin to lift up your face. “Look at me.”

Blinking a few times, you did. His brown eyes seemed to be glowing with power and not for the first time you wondered if you were dreaming.

“Go to sleep, sweetheart.”

Your sudden heavy eyes begged you to obey and even as you fought against it, eventually you succumbed to the strange aura that willed you into unconsciousness.

Yoongi glanced at Jin, carefully positioning your sleeping head on his shoulder. “I had to.”

Jin sighed. “I know. She has no damn clue what she’s in for.”

The door swung open and Hoseok rushed in. “I’m sorry I took so long, pretty girl. I had to go all the way to—“

He gaped at the sight before him. His unconscious mate in Yoongi’s arms, two healing bite wounds decorating her exposed skin, while Jin looked on.

“What the fuck is going on?”

Jin pursed his lips. “Well, remember Suli, the witch.”

~:~:~

Sunlight filtered in through the drawn curtains of the huge windows, playing over your sleeping from on the plush settee as if trying to tickle you awake. You remained still, deep in slumber.

Hoseok rubbed a hand down his face in frustration. “What are we going to do?”

Yoongi paced a hole in the floor. “That fucking witch. If I knew her curse would actually work, I would have—“

“You would have what Yoongi?”, Jin interjected, seemingly the only calm one in the room. “ We were all helpless in that instant, we couldn’t do anything. And she vanished immediately afterwards. The only solution now is to look forward and figure out what we’re going to do about all this.”

“How are we going to tell the others?”, Hoseok questioned, observing your sleeping form. Sighing, he couldn’t help but admit that although he’d been confused out of his mind, he hadn’t felt the slightest jealousy at seeing you with Yoongi and Jin. Which was preposterous considering usually vampires were notoriously possessive over their mates. But then he remembered his anger over other men eyeing you this morning and his need to cover you up.

So anyone other than Bangtan is a no-go.

Yoongi frowned. “Namjoon-ah already has a mate. I don’t understand how this is possible.”

Jin nodded. “I think first we should figure out what to do with Y/n. She doesn’t know what we are, what she is to us.”

Yoongi looked at his two bandmates. “And I don’t think we should tell her the latter.”

“Why not?”, Hoseok asked. “How else are we going to justify seven men drinking from only her on the regular. Because that’s the reality now, you know that right? She’s human and she has seven vampire mates. Who all need her blood.”

Yoongi groaned, carding a hand through his hair at the impossible situation. “I have no damn clue.”

“I have an idea.”

At Jin’s words, both of them regarded the eldest expectantly. “We can hire her.”

“Elaborate.”, Hoseok demanded with scrunched brows.

“If we tell her she’s our mate right away, she’ll be out the door faster than we can say her name. It’ll be like proposing for marriage on the first date. That too a marriage with seven vampires.”

“Makes sense.”, Hoseok acknowledged.

“But we need to tell her about our supernatural status. And somehow get her to agree to become our source.”

“Like a donor”, Yoongi exhaled. Some vampires hired temporary donors for themselves till they found their mate. It was easier and a lot less hassle than procuring bagged blood all the time. Or committing a crime and potentially exposing themselves by biting unsuspecting strangers on the street.

“Maybe money will work or…” Jin racked his brain for something. “…she’s an IT professional right?”

Hoseok nodded in understanding. “Aaaah. I know where you’re going with this. But isn’t this very immoral. Keeping your mate in the dark I mean.”

“Do you have any other plan?”, Yoongi snapped. “Besides this isn’t a normal situation, she’s an anomaly caused by a fucking curse. We need to find this witch and do something about it. Till then I think this plan works out.”

Just then you stirred from your deep, dreamless sleep. It felt like you were waking up from a coma, like you’d taken sleeping pills, every muscle in your body trying to lull you back to darkness.

“Ugh.” You clutched your head as you sat up, lazily wondering where you were.

Hoseok was by your side immediately, helping you sit up.

“Are you okay, pretty girl?” He was worried that after two vampires taking your blood, you wouldn’t be feeling all that good.

But you seemed fine as you asked, “Where am I? What happened?”

Trying to make sense of your surroundings you looked about at the huge, unfamiliar room as Hoseok answered your queries. “You’re in our common room. Sorta. It’s just some place where we come to rest, play games, or just relax when we’re in the building. As for your second question—“

He was cut off by a loud shriek.

You’d finally spotted Yoongi and Jin and the events of a few hours ago came rushing back to you.

“They bit me!”, you tried to convince a flustered Hoseok, clasping his arm and pulling him close. “J-hope-ssi, these two bit me! You have to believe me.”

Yoongi snorted and Jin burst out laughing. “J-hope-ssi!”

The said man glared at them both while trying to console you. “Call me Hoseok, pretty girl. And I do believe you.”

“You do? I swear I was just trying to change clothes when they came in. After accusing me of being a saesang they came at me with…” ,you paused in your hysteric monologue, not believing half the things you were spouting yourself.”…with sharp, pointed teeth.”

You tried to imitate twin fangs with your pointer fingers against your mouth, knowing fully well you were making a fool out of yourself. But all the bizarre happenings of yesterday and today had finally taken a toll on you. You were sure you were already half mad.

Hoseok muffled his chuckle against your hair, loving the smooth feel of it on his face.

Yoongi rolled his eyes at your theatrics. “Well, that’s what vampires do, sweetheart.”

“Huh?”, you were confused for a moment, as if he’d spoken a foreign language. “You did not just say…”

Vampires.

“I did.”, Yoongi deadpanned. Hoseok and Jin eyed you with trepidation.

You scoffed. “I may be going mad but I’m not that crazy yet. Vampires! As if! I’m going to report you two for sexual harassment, I don’t care if you’re an idol or the damn President himself.”

You stood up suddenly, Hoseok and Jin going wide-eyed at your gumption. You were no doormat and if they thought so they had another thing coming for themselves.

Yoongi pushed off the wall he was leaning against, crossing the room to close in on you. His confident gate and devilishly handsome face made your heart rate double instantly.

Yoongi smirked, hearing your pulse go crazy as your cheeks burned red, wanting to bite into them like apples.

You peered up at him as he stopped before you, gulping at his intimidating form, your earlier bravado nowhere to be seen. He wasn’t all that tall or broad to begin with but his gruff and no-nonsense personality put anybody in their place with just one glare.

“Watch closely, sweetheart because I’m not going to do this again.”

He opened his mouth. Right before your shocked eyes both his upper canines lengthened, sharpened as they dropped down, gleaming with lethal purpose.

With a gasp, you jerked backwards not believing your eyes. He licked his lips and even your startled self couldn’t deny how sensually appealing he looked with fangs down and half-lidded eyes.

Straight out of the cover of an erotic novel.

You shook your head clearing out the dirty thoughts. You slumped down on the settee again, completely out of your mind, three sexy-as-sin members of Bangtan monitoring your every next move.

You laughed so hard you doubled over. “How amazing! Vampires and idols to boot!”

“She’s lost it.”, Hoseok commented.

“I’m surprised she’s not scared shitless. The first time we told Sungmin and a few other employees, they almost wet themselves in fear.”, Jin mumbled peering over at your hunched self as you laughed hysterically.

“I think Sungmin actually did piss himself, he was wearing new pants when I saw him nex—“

At Yoongi’s glare Hoseok shut up immediately. The surly rapper addressed your prostrate figure on the settee. “If you’re done giggling, we have something we need to ask you.”

Sobering instantly, you straightened up. “If you’re done spilling your secrets, I need to get out of here asap.”, you retorted, holding up both your hands. “Look I saw nothing, I heard nothing and nothing happened. If you let me go now and never talk to me again, I swear I won’t tell anybody.”

“Nobody would believe you anyway.”, Jin told you, not in a smug way, just stating facts. And he was right, nobody would.

“It’s not that easy, pretty girl.”, Hoseok explained. “We umm…we need you. I mean we have a proposition for you.”

Hoseok begged with his eyes for Jin to take over before he fucked it up for all of them. Yoongi didn’t bother opening his mouth because he knew he’d demand rather that ask for your acquiescence.

Jin stepped forward, taking one of your hands in his before sitting beside you.

They were right, surprisingly you felt no fear in their presence even after what they’d told you they were. It was as if you knew instinctively that they’d never hurt you. At leat not intentionally.

It was strange but you didn’t question it.

Jin didn’t beat around the bush. “We want you to become our blood donor.”

“I don’t— What do you mean blood donor?”, you asked but you didn’t like where this was going.

Jin chose his words carefully, fully knowing that right now you were a skittish kitten who could slip from their grasp with just one wrong move. “See there are some people whose blood vampires are naturally drawn to. It could be because of various factors, you know healthy diet, high haemoglobin or just good ol’ genetics.”

Or being a fated mate. But Jin kept that information to himself. He wasn’t lying essentially, some people’s blood was naturally more delicious than others. Or it could depend on preference. Taehyung for instance exclusively fed on his favourite rare AB positive type.

You frowned because you’d never been a health nut and being an intern meant peanut wage, so your healthy eating options were also limited. “And I’m one of them?”, you asked skeptically.

“Yes, pretty girl. You are.”, Hoseok told you.

Your eyes immediately narrowed at him. “You say that as if you’ve tasted my blood as well.”

Hoseok flushed. “J-Just an intuition…you smell lovely.”, he stammered, cringing internally at his words.

Jin brought your attention back to him. “What we want to ask is, will you consider being our donor. Of course we’ll pay you very handsomely in exchange.”

Rubbing at your temples, you repeated what he asking in your head once again. It looked like a bad deal from every angle. “I don’t—”

Yoongi interrupted before you could refuse them outright. “You’re a software developer right. How about we put you on the main team for the new game we’re developing. You know, right alongside the tech gurus from Kairo corp.”

Out of everything you’d seen and heard this day, his words were the only ones that stopped your heart for a second.

Your dream developer firm and tech research company. It was your personal goal to one day work as a developer for the esteemed Kairo corp, whose clients were scattered all over the manufacturing, entertainment, automobile and a dozen other industries. To say they’d suddenly dangled before you the only bait that could potentially get you to agree was an understatement.

“Really? You’d do that?”, you breathed.

Yoongi shrugged. “Why not? Plus the hefty pay check Jin promised earlier. And if you want we can even put in a good word for you with them. You know your resumé will be gold with a recommendation from Bangpd himself.”

To feel your dream suddenly come within arm’s reach felt surreal and you spoke without a second thought. “Okay. What would I need to do?”

Jin beamed at you. “Don’t worry about the details, I’m sure we can work it out. You’ll just have to be a donor for all of us—”

“Wait wait.”, you stopped him, reeling at what he was implying. “You mean to say, donor…for all seven of you?”

Jin nodded hastily. “It won’t be like what you’re probably imagining. We older members don’t need much. We can even go months without blood.”

Hoseok continued to reassure you. “The younger ones might feed from you once or twice a week maybe. But that’s it.”

You flinched at the words “feed from you”, not liking the sound of it. I’m not pizza.

Yoongi took out his phone, turning away now that you’d agreed. “I’ll tell our manager to draw up a contract.”

“Oh.”, he turned around suddenly, informing you casually. “You’ll have to shift to our dorms of course.”

What the hell did I get myself into?

~;~;~

Three down, four to go, Jin thought as him and Hoseok escorted you to their dorm building.

You were seated between them both in the backseat of the SUV and he could practically feel your nervousness and apprehension in the closed surroundings.

“Having second thoughts?”, he asked, tilting his head so he could see your face clearly.

“I’m on my fifteenth thought right now.”

Jin chuckled, peering down at you with amusement.

You did not have an out of this world beauty like the female idols he was used to, but your lively eyes and succulent mouth gave your face a character, a charm that he found very attractive. He noticed the way you would cock your head when you were confused or clasp your hands together in an obvious sign of anxiousness, just like you were doing right now, when he’d never noticed anything like that before on a girl. Heck, he never noticed anything except their face and body.

Considering Hoseok was currently stealing surreptitious glances your way every minute or two, Jin concluded he was similarly affected.

And he was. The entire ride Hoseok had been worried that they’d sprung this whole thing on you too soon. You had no clue how the Supernatural world worked and there was so much you didn’t know yet.

He felt uneasy about the leverage they’d used against you to get you to agree. The look on your face when Yoongi had tossed your dream job at you like it was nothing was still ingrained in his mind. He’d never in a million years thought that he’d have to play such tricks on his mate.

But then again, she’s not just my mate.

Beside him you sighed and rubbed your arms, suddenly aware of the missing presence in the car. “Where’s the grumpy one?”

“Hmm? Oh Yoongi?”, Jin replied. “He had some work to do. With the contract and all.”

Over your head, both of them shared a knowing look.

~:~;~

“Namjoon-ah.”

Yoongi’s voice over the phone sounded gruff. Namjoon shoved the phone between his neck and shoulder as he pressed the button on the coffee machine.

They got absolutely no sustenance or nourishment from food and drinks but they could still consume it for the taste. And Namjoon had been using coffee as a crutch for over three months now even as his strength deteriorated from not feeding for so long.

But he still couldn’t bring himself to bite Gina, partly because he felt no inclination to and partly because he was afraid what would happen if he did. He did not want to lose his mate.

“What’s up, hyung?”, he replied, pouring the brew in Yoongi’s Kumamon cup.

The unsuspecting elder continued ominously. “Do not freak out but…”

Namjoon straightened, taking the phone in his hand, forgetting about the coffee and already freaking out.

“…me and Jin found our mate too.”

Namjoon froze, he had a suspicion what Yoongi was going to say next but he hoped and prayed he was wrong.

“And they’re the same person.”

Dumbstruck, Namjoon grasped at anything to get out of this nightmare. “Hoseok—”

“Yes, Namjoon-ah, it’s the same girl he was talking about. Her name is Y/n as you know.”

“No-no, this can’t be happening.”, Namjoon mumbled. Suddenly feeling like his legs were jell-o he stumbled toward the living room and sat down heavily on the couch. “Tell me you’re joking hyung.”

Yoongi sighed. “I’m not. I tasted her…it was like drinking the elixir of the fucking gods themselves. That was hours ago and I still feel like I can bench press all six of you at once.”

Namjoon recalled a similar experience when he had first met his nymph mate. Am I about to relive that again?

“Namjoon listen. Put me on speaker and call the maknae-line. They need to hear this too.”

On autopilot he did what he was told, putting the phone on the coffee table before yelling for Jeongguk, Taehyung and Jimin in a voice that didn’t feel like his.

“What’s wrong?” Jimin padded out of his room first.

Taehyung followed with Yeontan in tow, immediately sprawling on the couch and cuddling his puppy. Jeongguk was last, fresh out of the shower with water still dripping from his hair.

“Is everyone there?”, Yoongi’s voice came from the phone on the table.

Taehyung frowned at it. “Yeah, we’re here. What’s going on? I was about to call Sooyoung to meet up with me tonight, so can you please hurry.”

Jeongguk smirked at Tae mentioning his regular hook-up. Army had no clue but his hyung was the real international playboy.

“Well, you’re not going anywhere, Tae. Our mate is on her way to the dorms and—”

“Wait.”, Jeongguk interrupted Yoongi. “Did you just say our mate? As in like plural.”

“Yes you brat, that’s what I said. Don’t interrupt me again.”

Jimin gasped as Yoongi continued. “Apparently the witch wasn’t bluffing. We pissed her off that night and now it’s coming full circle to haunt our fucking asses.”

Taehyung, who had become paralysed at the news, spoke up. “You mean I pissed her off.”

Abruptly he stood, carding both his hands through his hair, not comprehending that his one stupid mistake had fucked all of them over for the rest of their lives. “Fuck, this is all my fault.”

“Don’t say that, Tae. You couldn’t have known this would happen.”, Jimin consoled his friend.

Yoongi huffed impatiently. “Look all that doesn’t matter right now. She’s on her way over to the dorm with Jin and Hoseok as we speak—”

“WHAT!”, all four of them shouted.

Yoongi growled. “I said don’t interrupt me, dumbasses. She doesn’t know that she’s our mate, okay. I need you all to keep it that way.”

“How did you convince her to come here?” Jimin perked up. “Is she a fan?”

“Not-I don’t think so. Well…it didn’t look like it.”, Yoongi hesitantly answered.

Seeing the opportunity Jeongguk fired his rapid fire questions. “How does she taste? Is it really all that it’s hyped up to be? Did your throat burn like Joon hyung told me it would—”

It sounded like Yoongi smacked his forehead. “Kook, she’s gonna be there in about ten minutes. Be patient, you’ll find out soon enough. And as I was saying, she doesn’t know so please keep it that way. She’s agreed to become our donor for now, in exchange for a position with the Kairo team and a fee of course. I’ve asked our lawyer to draw up a contract.”

Jimin didn’t know why but he was suddenly very disappointed. He’d imagined a very different scenario for his first meeting with his mate, one that involved flowers, walks by the Han river and stargazing. Deep down he was a hopeless romantic and all this talk of money and contracts was putting him off.

“That’s awesome! I thought I would have to somehow restrain myself from drinking her blood.”, Jeongguk said cheerfully.

“Don’t pounce on her as soon as she crosses the threshold, idiot.”, Yoongi reprimanded.

“What are you talking about, hyung? I was thinking of going out and pouncing on her as soon as she was out the car.”, Jeongguk deadpanned.

“Maknae!”

“I’m sorry. I was joking.”, Jeongguk chuckled. “I’m just excited.”

“Stop.” At Namjoon’s pained whisper, all of them turned their attention to their leader.

“I can’t do this.” And he was getting up, slipping on his hoodie hastily as he made his way to the door, his coffee long gone cold on the kitchen counter.

“Where are you going, hyung?”, Jimin called out worriedly.

“To Gina’s.”

The door slammed behind him with a resounding thud and Jimin wondered if Namjoon accidentally cracked the wood.

Jeongguk scratched his head. “Well fuck, I forgot about her.”

Taehyung stared after the leader, his thoughts in a jumble. But everything inside him was screaming only one thing. That this was all because of him. His members, his brothers that he loved so dearly were stuck sharing a mate because he couldn’t control his stupid ego in the face of a wacky sixty year-old lady.

“I think I should go too.”

“What?”, Jimin frowned. “Why?”

Taehyung got up, slipping Yeontan into Jeongguk’s brawny arms. “I need to fix this.”

“How?”, Jeongguk asked as Tan licked the side of his face.

“Somehow I’m going to find that witch and I’m going to fucking apologise.”

And he was gone too.

Jimin stared at the maknae. “Well, I guess we’re the only ones welcoming our new mate.”

~:~:~

Namjoon banged on his girlfriend’s door.

The entire trip here he’d been holding on to only one hope. He was going to bite his mate and show that fucking witch that she couldn’t interfere with fate. He was not going to be unmated so fucking easily.

“Gina! Open the door!”

“Hold your horses! I’m coming.”

His girlfriend’s sweet voice calmed him a little. It was going to be okay. He was going to give her all the attention he’d been stupidly neglecting to the past three months. They’d make love and he would feed from her just like usual. It was all going to be fucking fine.

The door swung open and Gina’s beautiful elfin face greeted him. Even though he didn’t deserve it, she smiled at the sight of him. “Hello stranger.”

“I’m sorry, babe. I’ve been an idiot lately.”

Gina laughed. “Straight to the point I see.” She opened the door wider. “Come in.”

Namjoon stepped inside, immediately taking his mate in his arms as the door swung closed behind him. “How are you so fucking sweet to me still? It’s been over a month since I came to visit.”

Gina caressed his hair back from his forehead. Namjoon leaned into her touch, anxiety building up in him at not feeling the familiar current, the burning he always used to feel when she touched him. He pushed it aside.

“I figured you might be busy. What with you being the leader of the most popular boy group on earth.”

Namjoon snickered, leaning in to place butterfly kisses on her jaw. “You’re too good to me. I don’t deserve you.”

“No you don’t. But you’re stuck with me anyway.”, Gina breathed, her nipples going hard against his chest.

She moaned as Namjoon bit her earlobe where he knew she was sensitive. Pushing her hands into his hair, she pulled his mouth down on hers.

Namjoon couldn’t feel even the slightest stir in his groin. Frustrated, he pushed her against the wall, determined to power through.

“Ah fuck baby, I missed you so much.”, she moaned, grinding her pelvis against his. He could smell her arousal, she was completely gone at just one touch from him.

Being a nymph, Gina loved sex, even openly admitted she was addicted to it. Namjoon’s guilt had also been partly because he hadn’t been taking care of his mate’s needs.

Now that he fully intended to do so, his body wasn’t cooperating with him one bit. Groaning in frustration, he pulled back, eyeing the smooth skin of her neck with intent. He was starving that’s all. After all it had been almost three months without blood. Once he fed, everything would go back to normal.

Namjoon rubbed his thumb over her pulse. “I need to do this first, babe. I’m sorry.”

She tilted her neck immediately. “Go ahead.”

His fangs dropped and in the next second he was piercing her skin.

“Fuck yes.”, Gina exhaled.

As soon as the first drop slipped down his throat, he knew he had fucked up big.

Jerking back like he’d been staked, his hands went around his throat immediately. His eyes bugged out as her blood literally burned him from the inside.

Gina panicked, rushing towards him. “Baby what is happening?! Oh my god, you’re turning blue.”

Namjoon stumbled back, away from her touch. “C-call my…d-driver. Now.”, he choked out.

She appeared hurt for a second before she rushed into action.

Thirty seconds later, Namjoon was hunched over in the front seat as the driver sped through the streets of Seoul to their dorm. Gina had wanted to come too but he’d waved her off, signalling the driver to floor it.

“F-faster pl..ease.”

He knew what was happening. He’d read about it in countless paranormal biology books and websites. Heck, his own Dad had once told him about it.

If a mated vampire took someone else’s blood, it would literally poison him. As he clutched his throat in excruciating pain, his anger grew. Anger at that fucking witch, anger at Taehyung. Anger at you.

He couldn’t believe his body had rejected his own mate’s blood just because it was suddenly craving someone he’d not even fucking met.

As the car sped up even more, both the pain and his fury increased tenfold until he was practically shaking with it.

~:~:~

“Can I back out now?”, you asked Jin and Hoseok as you stood in front of their dorm door. “Please.”

“It’s going to be alright, princess. Don’t worry I won’t let anything happen to you.”, Hoseok declared.

You and Jin both gave him a dubious look.

Jin knew the members inside could hear them standing outside the door. But they were graciously giving you time to come to terms with the situation.

“Are you ready?”, he asked for the fourth time.

Finally you nodded, taking a deep breath. You were scared out of your mind. Seven sex-on-legs superstars and you. Under one roof. You weren’t nervous because they were vampires. Your silly brain had no sense of self-preservation, instead focusing on how hot they all were and how…normal you were.

You didn’t want to make a fool out of yourself. But who were you kidding, that was exactly what was going to happen.

Jin typed in the code on the keypad, it beeped once before he pulled down the handle and led you in.

The very first thing you noticed in the otherwise cavernous living room were the two boys seated on the couch, already looking at you with wide, eager eyes. Like you were their mom and you’d just bought home their favourite snack after going grocery shopping.

They both stood up in unison.

Your hand flapped up and down in some sort of a wave. “H-hello.”

Jimin spoke first. “I’m afraid to get closer.”, he told no-one in particular.

You thought you were being smart when you replied with, “Don’t worry, I don’t bite.”

Hoseok snickered from your left and Jin snorted from your right.

What a fucking moron I am.

Jeongguk smirked. “But we do.”

You walked right into that one. “So I’ve been told.”, you grumbled, already regretting your every life decision.

“So can we?”

Jeongguk’s question put you off guard.

“Can you what?”

Jimin smiled an angelic smile. “Bite you.”

At that both Hoseok and Jin left your side giving you reassuring looks over their shoulder as they disappeared somewhere down the hallway, leaving you with the sexy maknae-line vampire duo.

Traitors!

“Can we, please? I can’t wait anymore.”, Jeongguk asked impatiently.

This was what you were here as. A donor. You thought about the payment you’d get in return, not the monetary kind but the chance to work at Kairo, and your resolved strengthened.

Slowly you nodded.

Jeongguk reached you first, coming to a sudden halt at exactly a foot before you.

His face looked like he’d suddenly received some divine revelation, his mouth hung open as he took deep breaths. His hands clenched into fists, making his fore-arm muscles bulge out as the veins there throbbed visibly.

Why do his arms look so sexy?, was all your stupid brain could think about in that instant.

Jimin followed close behind. “Oh god.”, he exclaimed from beside Jeongguk when he got close enough. “Why do you smell like my favourite candy?”

You pursed your lips at the sight they made. Fangs down, red lips ready to devour you.

“Huh. I don’t know…but thanks I guess.”, you replied absentmindedly, then something clicked. “Wait, vampires can eat candy?”

The maknae’s eyes glowed with sinister intent as he ran his red tongue over his razor sharp canines. His earlier cheerful voice had gone gruff and thirsty. “Vampires can eat everything, doll. But right now I’m about to eat you.”

He was on you in a flash. Pushing your hair out of the way, he nuzzled for exactly one second at your neck. “Fuck, I’m going to love this so much.”

His fangs dug in with fervour and you heard him moan with delight.

Your hands went to his shoulders, fisting into his shirt as pleasure coursed through you. “Aaaagh.”

Over his shoulder, your dazed eyes met a frozen Jimin’s. The fair-haired dancer swallowed at the sight you made, everything in him begging him to join the maknae. To take what was his. But for some reason he hesitated.

Then one of your hands unclenched from Jeongguk’s shirt and you held it out toward Jimin. And without any words you’d given him everything he’d wanted.

He lurched forward, taking your soft hand in his. As your fingers interlocked, he moved behind you. Gently pushing your hair away from your other shoulder, before yanking your shirt down.

The material ripped easily at his strength but you didn’t care. You wanted both of them, simultaneously. You couldn’t understand why you were feeling this way but something in you wanted them both to take from you. And at that moment you would’ve given in to them even without all they were offering you in exchange.

Pushing away your bra-strap, Jimin kissed your bare shoulder before he pierced your smooth skin. When your lifeblood slid down his throat, he experienced nirvana.

He snaked his arm around your waist and pulled you closer, sucking at the wound like a man starved.

One hand in Jeonnguk’s hair and the other clasped with Jimin’s, you felt like you could stay like this forever. Your body was practically singing for their touch, but even in your blissed-out state you knew they only wanted your blood. Not you, not in that way.

When your body began to quiver, you figured they’d taken all you could give for now. Pulling at maknae’s hair a little, you whispered his name. “Jeongguk…”

“Mhmm.”, was the reply he gave you, savouring you still.

“Please, stop.”

They both stopped right away.

“I’m sorry, doll. Did I take too much?”, Jeongguk reluctantly pulled back, still eyeing your neck with want. But he licked your wound closed instead.

Jimin did the same, looking at you with worry. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine. I’ll be fine.”, you replied, breathing a little shallow and feeling slightly lightheaded. “I don’t think I could’ve given up more though.”

Jimin brushed your cheek with his thumb lightly, pursing his lips at your words. “Tae and Joon hyung better not come back home tonight then.”

You frowned. “What? Why?”

Jimin regretted his slip of tongue. “Don’t worry about it, love. I think you should rest now, it must have been a long day for you.”

He began to lead you away, sharing a silent look with Jeongguk.

The maknae spoke so softly only Jimin could hear what he said. “I’ll call and tell them to stay away.”

Just then the door burst open and a stumbling Namjoon came barreling in. Knocking over the vase as he fell over the entry table, the loud shattering noise made you turn around.

The leader’s frantic eyes met yours and you gasped at what you saw. His veins were protruding, starting from his throat and spread all over his face. They looked painful and so so blue.

“There…you fucking are.”

Even though he barely choked out the words, the sheer rage in them was unmistakeable.

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stray-writer-glitch · 6 years

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At least you saved the cherries

Pairing: Bang Chan x reader

Genre: fluff

Requested: Chan (Stray Kids) and cherries? Whatever format works? @arqueritefrost

A/n: Chan may indeed be the center of this story but Seungminnie is my child so he’s gonna show up for a good chunk. Well technically all of them show up, but you can tell that Seungmin is one of my favorite maknaes. Hope you enjoy this Aimee!! (sorry that it’s kinda short it’s a drabble after all)

Looking around the kitchen your eyes settled on the guy standing in the middle of the huge mess.

“Bang Chan what in the world happened here? Prelude to WWIII?” You hands settled on your hips, you looked every inch the mom of this crazy group, and you knew it.

The kitchen was a complete mess. Flour covering every flat, and not so flat, surface in sight, mixed with sugar and probably salt as well. Something that looked to be a mix of milk and oil was splashed at odd intervals across the cupboards, and there were remains of what could only be described as egg bombs all over the floor...and counters...and walls...and Chan. The whole place reeked of vanilla and in the middle of the chaos stood your husband boyfriend clutching a jar of cherries protectively to his chest. He didn’t look any better than his surroundings.

“Before you start scolding, it was technically the maknaes!” He said in defence.

“Hey!” Sungmin spoke up from beside you, brandishing the grocery bags full of food he helped you get.

“Most of the maknaes.” Chan amended. “I wanted to make a cherry tart and had most of the stuff prepared. I just got the cherries out when those little monsters ran through here trying to get something from Changbin, it really didn’t help that Minho was in on it. What ended up happening is that they turned the kitchen into their battle ground and everything flew everywhere. The best I could do was save the cherry jar from being used as a bomb and get them out of here.”

By the time he finished his narrative you had already directed Sungmin to set the bags on a space you somewhat cleared and get the cleaning supplies.

“So my guess about WWIII was right huh?” You chuckled, you were still a little mad that the boys wrecked the kitchen but you had to admit that Chan’s description was kinda funny.

Chan just sighed, putting the cherries back into the cupboard.

“Come on.” You grabbed his arm leading him carefully to the bathroom. “Go get yourself cleaned up, I’ll deal with the little buggers.”

The next hour was spent getting rid of the white heaps and sticky stains all over the kitchen. You roped the troublemakers into doing most of the work load after giving them a sound scolding. When Chan got back from the shower, in a soft grey hoodie hair still slightly damp, he found a clean kitchen and a line of kids apologizing for wrecking it in the first place.

“Thank you for cleaning it up and for apologizing and I expect to never see this happen again. I know y/n already gave you a lecture so I’ll just add that she had full right to do that. You guys know better.” His strict tone made the boys hang their heads guiltily. Chan decided against giving them a full blown lecture, knowing one was probably enough. He let them go and they scurried off.

“What was that about a cherry tart again?” You asked coming from behind him in a koala hug.

The huge dimpled grin that you loved so much spread across his face as he cheered excitedly, rushing around the kitchen getting the ingredients. You followed suit getting all the stuff ready and being well on your way to making a cherry tart. While you mixed the dough Chan got the berries ready.

“Hey y/n, you want one?” He held up a bright red cherry temptingly.

“Is that even a question?” You walked over to him, mixing bowl and spoon still working.

Chan grinned feeding you the berry.

A smile spread across your face as you closed your eyes tasting the tart yet sweet treat. However your eyes popped open when you felt Chan peck your cheek. You looked at him inquiringly and watched in amusement as a blush dusted his cheeks.

“Couldn’t help myself you’re too cute.” He explained almost cockily.

I wanna pinch those cheeks so bad right now.

“Then why don’t you?”

“I said that out loud didn’t I?”

“Yup.” He chuckled at your silliness. “But again, why don’t you?”

You lifted the mixing bowl instead of answering.

“Right.” He nodded. “Let me get that, your arm is probably tired anyway.” Chan grabbed the mixing bowl and spoon from you, offering his cheek to you once your hands were free.

“Why are you such a cutie?” You wondered out loud pinching his cheeks gently, accidentally leaving flour on them, before pecking his lips and turning back to the tart.

“Eeeeewwww!”

“Mum and dad kissing in the kitchen!

“I thought that only happened in cheesy movies.”

You heard cries of protest from the entrance to the kitchen.

“If you hated it so much you wouldn’t spy on us!” You called over your shoulder not even turning back to look at the intruders.

Chan chuckled as there was a sound of guys getting away from the doorway.

Soon enough though they came back, lured by the delicious scent of baked cherry tart along with some of the other stuff you and Chan made to kill the hunger of 9 growing boys and a healthy girl.

So you found yourself in Chan’s arms, the boys lounging around the table nothing but the dishes left of the meal. With everyone joking around and telling about their day.

“And then she said the best one liner in the history of ever in the most mom voice you can imagine!” Seungmin was retelling today’s earlier events at the mart. “She said “I’m sorry sir, I am the one who’s going to cook for 8 starving children, I reserve the right to take as many packets of these dam noddles.”“ The entire group burst out laughing.

“In my defense I didn’t want a certain crazy kid going around eliminating people cause there wasn’t enough food for everyone.” You called from your spot, cuddled against Chan’s warm chest.

“Hey now,” Minho spoke up over the laughter. “I would only do that in an emergency.”

“Yeah right!” Jisung yelled from the other side of the table. “You try to murder me every other day!”

“You should be faltered! That’s how I show my love”

“Why you-”

Their banter and silly fights grew into background noise as you focused on Chan’s heartbeat next to your ear. His chest rose and fell with his breath and his arms felt warm and secure around you. You loved this feeling, this content happiness. It wasn’t sparks of first dates, or flames of romantic flare and grandness. This was a steady glow of secure and comfortable love that feels like it’s been there for a lifetime and will be there for many more. A simple and happy love.

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mingyus-noona · 6 years

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My niece renames Kpop groups

**With my notes, because sometimes they’re needed to make sense of what’s going through her mind. She definitely repeats things, so there are a few people with the same name (but that already happens in Kpop, so it fits) or part of the same name, even within the same group. Twice has two members named Pool in my niece’s version. She also asked several times afterward if the name she said was Korean lol. She switches between saying random sounds and objects after I asked her to do shorter names so I could write them down and to say actual names, so she started naming objects. FIRST UP: Some Highlights: Big Bang Taeyang: Bowl of Soup Twice Tzuyu: Mulberry Bush (f)x Luna: Kiss the Beach A.C.E. Wow: Sunny Side Animal Got7 Jinyoung: Trashcan Monsta X Minhyuk: Skeleton Winner Taehyun: Bedroom Mamamoo Hwasa: I am your favorite star of the world Rose 24k Kiyong: Aw, Bad Words 2PM Wooyoung: Do you remember me? Block B P.O.: Drinking Boyfriend Kwangmin: Oh hi Onion BTOB Sungjae: I’m lemoned out B.I.G. Benji: Logo Beast Junhyung: I want Treasure And then she kind of just gave some names to other idols: Shinee Key>>B1A4 Gongchan Astro Sanha>> Block B Kyung Some of the names she chose weren’t that bad and I could actually see them as idol names, given that some are a little odd: Big Bang G Dragon: Song K Monsta X Shownu: Zucka Za Red Velvet Wendy: A-talk Red Velvet Yeri: Boxy A.cian Seulgi: Taeko The full list: BTS: Jin: Chun-gu [this is a character from the Lion Guard] Suga: Chung-who J-hope: Kissy [she said like a Hershey Kiss] RM: Huggy Jimin: Hat [Jimin was wearing a hat] V: Hershey Kiss Jungkook: Lovey Lovey

EXO: Xiumin: I Pig Luhan: Passa Pass a Suey Butt Kris: A Koosa Koosa Wah Suho: Eye Coo Soak Lay: Paper Paper Color Snow [there was snow in the picture] Baekhyun: So Kay Chen: Coal Kah Kushe Chanyeok: Hairy Hair Hair D.O.: Kissy Kissy So Tao: Silly Butt Eye Kai: Koko is a Bobby a So Su Sehun: Koko Ih Ih E A Chacha

Seventeen: S.coups: Steppy Jeonghan: Coosy Joshua: Here We Go Again Jun: Phoney Hoshi: Grass [grass in the picture] Wonwoo: Cuppy Closewa Woozi: Laying Down in Grass [grass in this picture too] DK: Sleepy Sleepy Slook Mingyu: Wordy Cosa The8: Icy Koos Seungkwan: Standy Call Vernon: Heart [she saw a gif of him holding a cut-out heart] Dino: Coosy Got (funny that this goes with Jeonghan's name: Coosy Got is the equivalent of Dino being Jeonghan's aegi 😂)

Got7: Mark: Silly JB: Silly Butt Soup Jackson: Mouthy Kahs Jinyoung: Trashcan Youngjae: Rotten Fish Filled with Trashcan [and not the other way around] BamBam: Pirate Kite Yugyeom: Eye Lip [she was trying to say eyelid lol]

Astro: MJ: Huh? JinJin: Kooka Wappu Deh Eunwoo: Sorry Moonbin: Fan Rocky: Light Sanha: Koosa

Monsta X: Wonho: Eye Sooka Soak a Soaka Shownu: Zucka Za Minhyuk: Skeleton Kihyun: Soaka Soaka a Bassa Hyungwon: So Bae Jooheon: Cossa Cossa Oh Bae Doo Doo Wah I.M.: Kiss the Go Bae Soap Ooh Wah

Winner: Yoon: Table Jinu: Bottle Hoony: Ice Water Minho: Floor Taehyun: Bedroom

Pentagon: Jinho: High Hui: Low Hongseok: Right E'Dawn: Left [creative, huh?] Shinwon: Koos Yeo One: Took Yanan: Keet Yuto: Keep Kino: Eye Wooseok: Love [if there was another member, she definitely would have named him You because the last three would be that Eye Love You gesture people show kids]

Blackpink: Jennie: Kussah Jisoo: Kass Bwi Bway Rose: Bob Wah Lisa: Toosedah

(f)x: Victoria: Pizza Amber: Kayswah Luna: Kiss the Beach [I don’t know if it’s what she said, but it sounded like it and I asked her and she said yes] Krystal: A Kassa Wah Sulli: Jees

Mamamoo: Solar: Peesagwa Moonbyul: Blah Blah Blah Wheein: Bowl Hwasa: I am your favorite star of the world Rose [I think she was trying to sing nursery rhymes and then saw the rose in the picture]

Girls’ Generation: Taeyeon: Um, I don’t know Sunny: I don’t saw Tiffany: Dress [she had a dress on] Hyohyeon: Plug Yuri: Spoon Sooyoung: Call Yuna: Blah Blah Blah, I get it Seohyun: Hairy Jessica: Hug Kiss

Big Bang: G Dragon: Song K T.O.P.: Cooshy Coosh [close enough to kush, and we all know what he was caught with lol] Taeyang: Bowl of Soup Daesung: Hairy Hair Coso Seungri: Jerry Sook [this just sounds like someone’s American name]

Red Velvet: Irene: The wheels on the bus go round and round, round and round, round and round, the wheels on the bus go round and round all through the town Seulgi: The horn on the bus goes bing bing bing, bing bing bing, bing bing bing, the horn on the bus goes bing bing bing all through the town Wendy: A-talk Joy: Bubblegum Yeri: Boxy

I.O.I.: Nayoung: Hi Goodbye Chungha: The itsy bitsy spider climbed up the water spout, down came the rain and washed the spider out, out came the sun and dried up all the rain, and the itsy bitsy spider climbed up the spout again Sejeong: Light Cult [I found out later she tried to say lightbulb, but this is funnier] Chaeyeon: Good Bye Bye Kyulkyung: Toe Sohye: Hair Yeonjung: Bobobo Yoojung: Smiley Face Mina: Hershey Kiss Smiley Doyeon: I don’t know Suh Somi: Wall

Twice: Jihyo: Pool Nayeon: Water Jeongyeon: Fill Momo: Up Sana: Pool Mina: Pineapple [she was holding one in the picture] Dahyun: Flower Flower Chaeyoung: Happy Happy the Hop Tzuyu: Mulberry Bush [nursery rhymes again] [you can tell in this one that she was swimming at the time since she said pool water fill up lol]

Super Junior: Leeteuk: Polka Dot Heechul: Triangle Yesung: Square Kangin: Rectangle Shindong: Heart Sungmin: Circle Eunhyuk: Splash [she was in the pool] Siwon: Fly [she saw a bee] Donghae: Umbrella [same] Ryeowook: Porch [we were on the porch] Khyuhyun: Butterfly Zhoumi: I see butterfly, I like butterfly [she likes butterflies] Henry: I love you Hangeng: Coo Say Kibum: Bubbly a Way So Eh

24K: Cory: Emmy E [her nickname is Emmy] Kisu: Boolooloo Jeunguk: Ma Ba Ba Ba Ba Changsun: Chair Jinhong: Pooly Pool Pool Pool Pool Pool Hongseob: Sun-who Kiyong: Aw, Bad Words Sungoh: Woo-ah Hui: Vacation [she was pretending we were on vacation] Daeil: Flamingo Seokjun: Water Water Byungho: Snow

2PM: Jun. K: Fish Nichkhun: Bird Taecyeon: Heart Lovey Wooyoung: Do you remember me? Junho: I We Oh We Chansung: I love bathing suits all day long in the pool [she really likes swimming] Jay Park: Ha Ha Ha

2AM: Jo Kwon: 444 Wa Changmin: Florida [she knows it’s a place that’s hot lol] Seulong: Sunny Wa Jinwoon: Wha’s that?

A.C.E.: Jun: Rolly Uh Gaygay Donghun: Bubble Bubble Floating in the Pool Wow: Sunny Side Animal Kim Byeongkwan: Haha Chan: Muh Muh Muh [she said this to the tune of Got7′s Just Right, as in ma ma ma ma ma]

A.cian: Jungsang: Pot Hyukjin: Dah Sanghyeon: D Jin.O: Ma UTae: Me Seulgi: Taeko Chanhee: Susu Waya Crooge: Highway Hidden: O Lo-J: Heh Heh Heh Sehee: I’m a PoPoPuh [she was being cute naming one person Dah and the next D (like daddy) and then Ma/Me (mommy)]

B1A4: Jinyoung: Pee CNU: Facey Bath Sandeul: Buh Baro: Goo goo Ga ga Gongchan: Key [she has no idea who he is]

B.A.P.: Yongguk: I love you E Ah Himchan: Helicopter [there was one outside] Daehyun: Plane Youngjae: Bathing Suit Jongup: Iwosa Zelo: Incredibles [she is into the movie right now]

Block B: Zico: Little Taeil: Bump Bump Bump B-bomb: Aisle Jaehyo: Bubble Bubble Wawa U-Kwon: Boo Boo Kyung: Sanha [as in from Astro] P.O.: Drinking

Boyfriend: Donghyun: Bath Hyunseong: Water Jeongmin: Poggy Youngmin: Eggy Eggy Ah Gaygay Kwangmin: Oh hi Onion [I have no idea with this one] Minwoo: Armpit [the names carry over from Block B to Boyfriend: as in Drinking Bath Water]

Boys Republic: Onejunn: Mall Bah Sunwoo: Star Sungjun: Eggy Eggy Gosowah Minsu: San Hahaha [I got her to remember her “boyfriend” Sanha’s (from Astro) name by saying it sounds like San haha] Suwoong: I love you for the time

BTOB: Eunkwang: Here we go again Minhyuk: Dirty Changsub: Clean Hyunsik: Paper Peniel: Couples 2 Ilhoon: Water Out [someone let water out of the pool] Sungjae: I’m lemoned out [no idea?]

B.I.G.: J-Hoon: Incredibles I Benji: Logo Gunmin: I Woo-eh Minpyo: Robot Heedo: Sun tea Gah [my sister just made some sun tea] [Incredibles I Logo: I told you that’s her movie right now]

Beast: Doojoon: Treasure [we were playing pirate/buried treasure earlier and she agreed to name these if I gave her more stuff to use for the treasure lol] Junhyung: I want Treasure Yoseob: Sangha Kikwang: Em Look [I told her this right before] Dongwoon: I don’t know [she couldn’t think of any more names] Hyunseung: Okay [I told her this was the last one]

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Super Junior Reaction when you are 10 years younger then them and receive criticism / hate

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-kyu

Leeteuk

So since Leeteuk is the eldest and is used to having a lot of criticism and hate fall on his shoulders as the leader, he would understand your feelings. He would know what it would feel like to be judged for something you just couldn’t help. Yeah you were ten years younger then him, but both of you were adults. He would continually tell you to just ignore them and concentrate on your relationship with him because that was more important then a bunch of people’s horrible comments.

‘Just look at me, not the damn comments. I love you Y/N and that isn’t going to change over a few opinions.’

‘I don’t want this to affect your career though, Teuk.’

‘You are worth more then my career, my love, and I will fight for us.’

Heechul

Okay so we know that Heechul is somewhat in the news like every three months due to his sexuality, so he would know how to help you deal with this. The sassy member would of course try and fight back verbally and tell you that just because you are young, it doesn’t mean that you mean any less to him. He would hold you in his arms when he found you crying in the bedroom and calm you down with his sweet words and kisses on your head.

‘So what if you are young? I don’t look my age either so people have not right to judge!’

‘That’s not the point, Chul…they hate me with you.’

‘And my point is that I don’t give a shit about their thoughts because you are all I think about anyway.’

Yesung

Yesung would be upset that you were upset. He would not like the way the negative comments would be affecting you. You were beautiful and flawless to him, but seeing your frowning face was nothing like your bubbly self. He would try and comfort you with some silly turtle comedy or make one of his many derp faces (just him imitating Siwon, really). You appreciated his efforts and couldn’t help but smile when he was just looking plain ass silly now.

‘You look like a fool, Yesung.’

‘But it made you smile, didn’t it?! Jagi forget about the stupid comments and just focus on my face!’

‘That handsome amazing face of yours…thank you.’

Kangin

With the current situation of Kangin, he knew what it felt to be judged for every little thing now. He would notice how you were less happy, always wanting to stay inside and not go out over the weekend let alone go out for dinner with him. He would tell you to stop reading the bad comments but would still find you attached to your phone once again and torturing yourself over some peoples stupid criticism.

‘I’m going to take that phone away if you don’t stop hurting yourself.’

‘I can’t help is, Kangin…they hate me.’

‘But I love you so forget them!’

Shindong

Shindong knew the moment that he made his relationship public with you, that you would get some backlash. But he never imagined it would get to this extent. Even though he said you shouldn’t worry about it, he was worried for you more. Worried about you receiving all this criticism and hate because of something as simple as your age. He would come home and find you sitting by the window with your phone lighting up with a new comment every second. He would switch it off and pull you into his arms.

‘It’s okay, I am here…let it all out baby.’

‘I can’t do this anymore, Dong…’

‘I know but can you try a little harder just for me…just for us?’

Sungmin

The soft soul that is Sungmin, he would be very hurt about all the hatred that was coming your way. He would also check your SNS to see the comments and would cringe when he read all the harsh words. People judging you and saying you were only with him for money and fame, and once you got it, you would just dump him. That comment stung the most to you and made you honestly just want to end it with Sungmin. You loved him enough to know that this was not healthy for either of you.

‘I want to break up, Minnie.’

‘I know, but I cannot allow that. You mean the world to me and I will do everything in it to protect you and keep you safe.’

‘But Min-‘

‘Shhh…come here. Let me just hold you.’

Eunhyuk

Hyuk would be furious with this hatred. He would go straight to SM and demand that those who are harassing you should be dealt with legally. You would hear about this and go and confront him. You were sad and angry about what everyone was saying toward you but you didn’t like it that Eunhyuk was putting his head on the line for you. Hyuk would not care what you thought because your safety was all he wanted to have.

‘Stop trying to stop me!’

‘You are going overboard! They hate me, don’t make them start hating you to, Hyuk.’

‘I don’t like the ones I love being hurt, baby. Just let me help because I am not letting go off you anytime soon.’

Zhoumi

Gentleman Zhoumi would not like the words being sprawled on both yours and his SNS. He wouldn’t be as vocal and straight forward as Eunhyuk, but he would like for it to be handled. He knew what it felt like to be criticised due to being Chinese but age was really going overboard for him. He didn’t understand why people just couldn’t stay out of your business. He knew this was affecting you because you didn’t come over as often nor did you want to attend events with him that was something social.

‘Please just come out, the awards will be fun Y/N’

‘And face more judgement? No thank you Mi.’

‘I don’t care what they think, I just want you to be there on this important occasion because you are special to me.’

Donghae

Donghae would be like Sungmin, he would be offended as well by all the hate you were receiving. The dancer was always known to be soft hearted so it wouldn’t be a surprise when he got really upset over the harsh letters that the fans were getting delivered to you. You would be sitting at home and reading yet another note, tears streaming down your face as the person pointed out all of your flaws and reasons why you shouldn’t be with Donghae.

‘Stop reading them.’

‘I can’t help it, they just coming on a daily basis.’

‘Then how about I send you flowers instead. They more beautiful and suit you more then these harsh words that speak no truth!’

Siwon

Siwonnie would be like Eunhyuk, he would want legal action taken right away! If the company wasn’t going to allow it then he would do it personally. He was getting tired of receiving late night calls, letters and shoutings from outside his apartment. He just couldn’t understand why people were so obsessed with your age. He knew that you were still very young but he still loved you regardless. Sitting in the lounge, you just sat in darkness before Siwon arrived home.

‘Stop thinking about it.’

‘It’s hard when we get evening serenades every night, Siwon!’

‘Well then how about we go and have a relaxing bath, help get your mind of it?’

Ryeowook

Wook would be devastated to hear that you were receiving so much hate. But what he would be most sad about was that you kept this away from him. Even though Ryeowook didn’t use social networking that often, he was still pretty clued up. When he came across multiple articles about the issue, he now knew why he would find you crying some late evenings. When he asked you why, you would lie to him and he would of course fall for them but not tonight.

‘Why are you hiding this from me? So what if you are younger then me, I don’t care!’

‘I know you don’t but they do and it is my stupid issue.’

‘And you are important to me, so thus this is my issue as well jagi…I hate seeing you suffer.’

Kyuhyun

Kyuhyun would walk straight into the house, see you sitting at the dining room table with your head in your hands. He would walk pass you to the wine cellar, grab the best bottle he had and along with some glasses before coming to sit by you. He knew you had been having a hard time for the past few months, and he knew that wine fixed everything (well according to him), regardless of the circumstance. He would pour the wine, make you look at him so he could wipe your tears and place a kiss on your forehead.

‘Forget them.’

‘I try but they just keep coming back, Kyu.’

‘Well forget about them now and just focus on me. Focus on the love and attention I am giving you because that is more important then some peoples irrelevant opinion.’

Henry

Just like Zhoumi, Henry would be similar due to being Canadian and Chinese at the same time. He would be practicing his violin on his day off at home, hearing the door slam he knew that it was another crappy day. He would find you in the bedroom, plastered across the bed and just dead quiet. He knew that the hatred was starting to become more hostile as the days went by. You had wanted to go back to your home country on numerous occasions, thinking they would then just forget about you but Henry said he would never allow you to be so far away. So distant from him.

‘I’m really considering moving back, Henry.’

‘And break my heart? If that is the way you wish to go, then I will leave with you. I can’t stand not being with you, Y/N. You are my world and will do everything in my power to make sure that you remain in it.’

‘Sentimental Mochi saves the day…’

*BONUS*

Hangeng

Okay so I believe Hangeng would be a mixture of Siwon and Sungmin because the Chinaman has a very strong and intimidating demure, but also a soft and sensitive side. Your constant tears would eventually be his down fall. Every drop shed, he would die a little inside to a point when he was walking in the streets with you and someone shouted a very cruel and harsh comment. Within seconds he snapped and told the person off before walking off with you.

‘Next time I will do worse then just verbally lash out!’

‘Calm down, they are gone.’

‘I’m sorry you had to see that side of me…it just makes me so angry when you are treated horribly for nothing!’

Kibum

So Kimmy Kibum would not like your sad atmosphere. His smile would always brighten up your mood, but today it had failed because everyone else had finally succeeded in crushing your spirits. Everyday you would try and keep your head held high but today you had reached your limit. You were done! Charging home, you went straight to the bedroom to pack your bag. You needed to get out of here and just live on a deserted island or something. Just a place away from all this negative energy.

‘I hope you packing for a romantic weekend away.’

‘More like a permanent vact….wait what?’

‘I got us a hotel on Jeju island for the weekend. I can see you are suffering hard with this and I want to help. Will you let me do that, babe?’

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