#the8 one shot

[lololololchips]

Can you please please please do a seventeen text being jealous of there son/daughter cuz they have all the s/o attention

here you go!:)

dad texts || SEVENTEEN

genre: one shot, fluff, fake texts au, non!idol, parents au

warnings: fem pronouns, jealous svt (nothing serious tho), lmk if i missed anything else!

[neocrias]

Talk fast, romance!

synopsis: you and minghao know that your one-night heated romance won't last, but you're both okay with that. at least for a while.

pairing: minghao x gn reader

wc: 3,7 k

genre/aus: fluff; suggestive

warnings: mentions of alcohol, mentions of sex, slightly suggestive, cursing (reader swears a lot), slightly based on the song "talk fast" by 5sos

— C'mon, this is boring, you can admit it. — The boy you just met whispers, a fainting smile in his plump lips - those which you've been staring at for the last half an hour, at least that was harsh to admit. The party was, indeed, boring, and the guy in front of you has been the only amusement you've had this night so far.

— I'm not saying it's not! I know it is. — You surrender, letting out an embarrassed laugh. — I'm just not sure I want to run away with... someone.

— With a stranger, you mean. — He implies, raising one of his eyebrows. You feel your cheeks heating, and you're glad about the very dim lights of the house you too are in, or else he'd see your messy state towards him. — I know it's weird, sorry, I shouldn't have asked.

— No! It's not that, it's just... — You start, wanting to explain yourself. You take a deep breath and stare at the dark pair of eyes in front of you. He's been so reliable the whole night, ever since he approached you for the first time when he saw you standing there, completely dislocated.

"I think my friends lowkey hate me", he said, scooching closer to you. "They just left me in the most dull party in the world."

It didn't seem like he was talking to you specifically, but more like a general affirmation out of despair. Nevertheless, you laughed at his situation, making him stare at you.

"Same."

"I'm Minghao." he presented himself, smiling at you, probably happy for the response.

"Hi, Minghao. So... you also made bad decisions tonight?"

"You have no idea."

Since this, you've talked about numerous topics, all diverse and different from the other. It was impressive: you two just clicked. It was as if something sparked between the two bored and self-sufficient souls of that party, and you started having more fun than you've had in like, weeks.

And now, he was kind of suggesting that you two make another bad decision that night: leave. Although you felt like Minghao could not be a bad person at all, you still had an uncertainty about this. What if...?

— It's just that... I don't usually, you know. — You try yet again to explain, feeling a wave of embarrassment rush through you. Thank God you had some drinks earlier that evening in the hope of enjoying this lame-ass party, because now they could help bring you courage to say the words: — I don't usually sleep with guys like that. In the same night.

I mean, you kind of wanted that. Maybe pass through it for the first time. Minghao made you feel it: he was just so interesting and attractive. You didn't feel ready yet, though, and your lack of one-night stand experiences made you nervous enough to overthink that. At least for now.

— Oh... — He opened his mouth, searching for words. — I was thinking of maybe getting some drinks or eating something...like, when I asked.

Then you wanted to dunk your head in the nearest trash can - but even that you couldn't do, since a random guy just threw up in the one next to you. He wasn't asking you for that, silly. How could you even think about it?

— I-I'm sorry, I thought-

— It's fine. — He shrugs, trying his best not to make the conversation even weirder. — I'm kind of flattered that you considered me for that, and don't get me wrong, you're totally my type, I just wasn't thinking of rushing things like that for now.

You laugh nervously, itching the back of your hand a little. Well, at least you know you're totally his type now. Points for me!

— I guess I ruined the conversation, right? — You joke, trying to ease things.

— You know how you could fix it? By letting me take you to this nice food stand I know. — Minghao offers once more.

You didn't know it yet, but he was completely mesmerized by you. Never in his life he felt this instant chemistry with someone else, and he hoped entirely that you felt at least a little like that too, so that you both could just drop that horrendous party that Seungcheol insisted on him going to and hit the road to anywhere you could keep your witty conversation.

You were quick, smart and laughed at his jokes. He had to spend more time with you - in an actually habitable place - even if it was just for the rest of the night. Or he knew he'd regret it forever.

— Yeah, let's just go.

— You can bring a friend if you prefer...wait, really!? — Minghao interrupts himself at your acceptance, smiling widely.

— Sure. I'm hungry and this party sucks, I mean, who made this playlist?

— Thank God. — He rolled his eyes and grabbed your hand, starting to lead you out of there. — And it was Hoshi, by the way.

— Who?

— My friend is in charge of DJing. He's just never done it before. — Minghao flashes you a last smile before turning his back to you, pulling you through the immensity of people glued together. You throw out a little laugh and let yourself be pulled away to what could be either the best night of your life or something you'd regret immensely.

The feeling of Minghao's hand in yours makes your body shriek in euphoria. The heat of the place, combined with the heat of the contact made you feel secure. Yeah, it's definitely going to be the first alternative.

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— I swear it was right here. — Minghao emphasizes, pointing at the ground next to him. You smile, a bit shy. After so much swearing, you knew he wasn't lying, but it was still a little odd that the first place he wanted to take you to was a totally empty street. — Man, they serve the best tteokbokki in town, I can't believe they're not here tonight out of all nights.

— It's fine, we could go somewhere else.

— I'm so sorry about that. — He shrugs, defeated. — If you want to just go home, I understand-

The boy is interrupted by some loud laughter followed by other big laughter and people's sounds. He carefully moves to glance behind, and your attention goes to the unlit alley adjacent to the street you both were at. Minghao raises an eyebrow, smiling at you and running to grab your hand once again that night.

He pulls you through the alley and you take a deep breath, fully trusting the guy leading you.

You pass through the dark small street only to be greeted with countless colorful lights. A whole avenue completely filled with food trucks and food stands, people all over the place, laughing, eating, and having fun. The smokes coming out of barbecue stands and fires lit through the estabilishments heat the cold of the evening and you feel almost overwhelmed when Minghao turns to you, smiling proudly.

— I told you so.

Your mouth opens completely, half by shock and half because you were really starving. All the different smells, the sights of food, the neon lights that surrounded the buildings around you and the colorful tents full of people were a blast to your senses, and seeing Minghao all smiley was definitely a plus - he looked so cute.

You shake your own thoughts, trying to be rational for the first time in the night. It’s fine, this was an adventure with a pretty guy - but it won’t last forever. It’s likely that the both of you don’t ever get to see or talk to each other again after this night, so keeping your hopes on the low is the intelligent decision to make now. After all, this is what relationships are now - how would you know that Minghao actually wanted more from you than just a nice evening? He probably wouldn’t, anyways.

“That’s okay”, you think, letting him guide you through the stands as you barely have time to contemplate the vision passing right behind you, “I’ll take what I can get from this.”

The boy stops all of a sudden, causing you to almost bump into him. Minghao closes his eyes as he absorbs the familiar smell of his favorite street-food and you can swear his skin glows more than it seemed like at the party - or maybe that’s just an effect of the iridescent street. 

— We’re here. — He affirms, smiling. You smile back, looking at the small orange tent with a metal small truck underneath. An elderly lady hummed silently as she flipped the sticks of tteokbokki on the spicy sauce of her improvised kitchen. The smell was, indeed, amazing, and the vapor coming out of the fire she had lit made your face heat up a little bit as you approached the stand.

Minghao made the order for you, adding some beverages and other couple snacks. Both you and him decided to skip the alcohol, since the drinks you’ve had at the party were already sinking in, and being drunk in the middle of the street wasn’t exactly what you wished for.

And down deep, you hoped that Minghao skipped the alcohol for the sole reason of remembering the night. And remembering you. But you tried not to feed these ideas.

— Shit. — You distractedly whimper as the rice dough fills your mouth, completely steaming and completely spicy. Minghao widens his eyes, pouting a little in your direction as he helps you blow the stick once more, in hopes of making it colder and edible. After you can finally cool off your mouth, you let out some laughter, being followed by the boy in front of you.

— Hey, be careful. — He warns, half kind and half teasing. You feel the pit of your stomach bubbling with something, but you try to believe it was just the hot food entering your systems. — So, what do you think? — Minghao points at the place surrounding you, and you almost sigh in contemplation.

— So much better than that damn party. — It’s all you can say, receiving a loud and gorgeous laugh from him. — And the food is great, too.

— I knew you’d like it. — He smiles tenderly. — Everyone does.

You hum in response, nodding as you take another bite from the stick. Minghao watches you intently, somewhat mesmerized that he had the guts to ask you out so suddenly. He wasn’t used to being a rushed or impatient person. He felt a little weird, but in a nice way he couldn’t really explain.

— Twenty-one question game. — He suggests before he can even stop himself. Your shy smile reveals you liked his idea, and Minghao shifts in the small bench of the tent to take a better look at you. — Favorite color?

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦

— Your oldest memory? — Minghao asks, strolling casually next to you through the familiar alley you’ve passed before. After some more eating and drinking, such as countless games and questions that turned infinite - since none of you were tired of hearing each other - you decided to head somewhere else. Where? You still had no idea. 

— Well…I remember my old house’s garden very vividly. And butterflies I guess. — You let yourself be surrounded by the darkness of the narrow street, distancing yourself from the noises and lights of the food market. The nocturne air turns colder as you both walk, and you glance at the full moon above you. 

— Gosh, you’re so cute. — Minghao giggled, amused. You try to repress a smile, but fail.

— What’s your oldest memory? — You change the topic of the conversation, turning to look at Minghao abruptly. Not expecting your agility, Minghao is caught by surprise when you bump into his chest, tripping and almost falling to the ground. He is quick to hold onto one of your wrists, pulling you closer by the waist. 

He barely reacts to your proximity, still smiling fondly until he realizes the dubious smile you had in your lips as you analyzed his face so closely. Minghao’s smile disappears little by little, focusing too much on your lips and in the fresh air surrounding you both in the empty alley as your breaths mixed slowly. 

You lift your chin slightly to deviate your look from his lips to his eyes, but Minghao is faster and leans on, brushing your lips softly as he waits for confirmation. You close the space between you, taking his lips on yours fully and eagerly as his grip on your wrist turns lighter, releasing your hand to grab your face. His other hand stops at your waist, caressing the spot as he pulls you even closer, feeling your bodies completely glued together.

Your lips move in sync and you could swear at this moment you’ve never felt this much chemistry with anyone else - it’s as if a new world revealed itself to you through Minghao’s grasp on you. You pull some strands of his hair as your hands run through his neck, making him shudder. Without noticing it, he softly led you until your back met one of the walls of the alley. The pressure against you helped you regain forces, deepening the kiss and earning a groan from Minghao.

Your hands were quick, and so were your heartbeats. Minghao’s hand that relaxed at your waist fell silently to your ass, grabbing it slowly while waiting for a refusal or a complaint that didn’t come. At this point, he could genuinely take you home. You’d say yes. Fuck if you weren’t into one-night stands. Fuck everything. You were enjoying this night much more than you could’ve ever imagined and you didn’t want it to end.

A loud metallic noise echoed right next to you both, startling you. Minghao suddenly distanced himself to take a look at whoever had interrupted you and you almost cursed at the cold that you felt without him. Your eyes widened, feeling the embarrassment for being caught in such a delicate situation.

That was when your vision settled on a small, furry thing, clumsy between the trash cans. 

— Fuck. — You bring your hand to your chest, feeling your blood flowing through every vein. — It’s a kitten. Cute. — You try to shake away the awkwardness as Minghao turns back at you to release the most adorable laugh you’ve ever heard coming through someone’s lips. The lips you’ve just kissed.

Suddenly, your heart skips a beat. How could he be so endearing? And you didn’t even know him!

— My grandmother knitting. — He blurts out, smiling at you as he backs away to give you some space. — The oldest memory, I mean.

— Perfect. — You smile in amusement, straightening up and distancing yourself from the wall behind you. 

— Shall we go? — He suggests opening the path for you. 

— Wait, I know a place close to here! — You exclaimed, excited. Minghao just nodded as you took the lead this time. 

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— I don’t think this is going to work… — Minghao pronounces it rationally, but a bit of apprehension escapes from his mouth, making you giggle. You turn to look at him, clumsily walking down through the rocks of the small hill. You extend one of your hands, offering help, but Minghao does not accept it, promising he’s fine. 

You finish your way down, getting to your secret spot as the boy behind you follows. The small pavement below the bridge was perfect to watch the late night city lights reflected through the thin river that passed right through it. With a sigh, Minghao stops by your side, careful not to fall into the water as he adapts.

— That’s definitely…a new perspective. — He comments, approving your location. — I’m usually on top of it. — He points at the bridge above, perfectly shielding you both in its arched form. 

He could see the charm in the place. You could basically see all the city from below, but no one could see you. It felt comfortable. It also felt secretive, and that helped the tingling sensation he kept on feeling all the time he looked at you - it’s almost as if you two were the only people in the world on that night.  

You breathe in the humid air, feeling it through your lungs as you enjoy the silence with Minghao. None of you said a word, but you also didn’t feel like you needed to. It was comfortable to be like this.

— I’ve never done anything like this before. — You suddenly confess, feeling easy next to the boy you had just met. The phrase was suspended into the air, but Minghao got it perfectly.

— Me neither. — He agreed, resolute. 

And with that, both of you understood how special that night was. That sank into your heart, and you felt a deep urge for it not to end - which was impossible, considering the fast pace with which the hours went by. You felt a shiver through your spine, and caressed your own arms for heat. Minghao was fast to remove his own jacket and carefully put it around your shoulders, letting his hands rest in there for a few seconds. You glanced at him from up close, and he softly touched your chin, lifting it tenderly. He closed his eyes, feeling your scent and resting your foreheads together for a while. You also closed your eyes, embracing the feeling of the night - “if this is bound to end soon, I might as well live it fully”. You were the first one to initiate the kiss. 

Differently from earlier, this kiss was truer, more calm and experienced than rushed and passionate. Your lips looked for each other as if they’ve been familiar for a whole lifetime. Jesus, how could you feel like this over a guy you met hours ago?

— Can we go to my place? — Minghao urged in a whisper as he broke the kiss first. You could not help but to widen your eyes at his proposition, feeling odd this time. — Trust me.

And you did. 

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦

It was a different view of the city, for sure. Not that you were enjoying it that much from where you were at - after all, Minghao’s lap wasn’t exactly a tourist point, “but it could be…”

You moved in a hurry, your legs on both sides of his seated figure in the sun lounger as you pressed your bodies together once more. The air from the top of the building should be cold, but you couldn’t feel it if your life depended on it. Not with all the heat surrounding the both of you.

When Minghao invited you to his place, he made a risky move. You felt like accepting anything at that point, but his offer ended up being much more gentle - and now you were at the rooftop of his apartment, all alone, being nothing but gentle. 

Your dress was a mess of wrinkles by now, and his jacket was long gone, thrown somewhere on the dirty floor of the open place. And, once again, your lips were on his. And you didn’t want to let it go for the world.

Your hands move fast through his torso and chest, exploring it through the fabric of his t-shirt as he presses his fingers on your waist like you are going to escape at any moment. You move your hips, feeling a heat growing in your stomach at every second now, and even though you didn’t do anything yet, you feel like you could burst.

With a soft whimper, you gasp for air, ending the kiss for a few seconds as you look at Minghao’s big eyes and swollen lips. He looks like a perfect picture, but something glowing on him catches your attention. The sunlight, coming right from behind you. 

— The sun is rising! — You exclaim, excited, turning to look at the beautiful scene that unveils before your eyes, you snug next to Minghao in the sun lounger, trying to watch the mix of colors.

— I know. He does it everyday. — Minghao groans, frustrated by the lack of contact, making you laugh. You scooch even closer, leaning your head on his chest as you circle his waist with one of your arms.

You peacefully watch the sun coming up, little by little, minutes that seem like long hours. You feel Minghao’s breath above you, and his lips hover on the top of your head, leaving there a small kiss. 

That’s when you realize: the night is over, and so is the dream, and so is whatever that you and Minghao had. You could talk again, you could meet through your mutual friends, but nothing would ever be this again. No night could ever be like this one. And it was over, forever.

You feel like watering your eyes because of this could freak him out. You aren’t even sure if he felt the same about you, and you don’t want to ruin the beautiful evening you guys had because of your own internal drama. Maybe he just saw you as this random girl he made out with for the night, and that’d be fine too - but you felt a tiny bit of that magical feeling tearing apart.

— I… I have to go to work. — You mumbled, decided. Minghao stiffened below you, and you felt his grip on your waist tighten a little. 

— Oh, I see… — He whispers back, clearly affected, but still not letting you go. Minghao tried to come up with millions of rational and healthy reasons for you to stay - but none of them worked, and he couldn't just say the truth: that he really wanted you to stay. That he wanted to pass the day with you, and the next night too. That’d be crazy, desperate even, and he didn’t want to freak you out. 

So he finally gives in, loosening the grip on you, and trying not to look devastated while doing it so. Your heart sinks feeling his hand move away, but you try to hold the disappointment in your face.

“What did you think?”, you ask yourself, “that he’d ask you to stay after you throw the most irrefutable fact on his face? that he, a rational and cool guy as he is, would ask you to skip work and stay with him?”

— I’m sorry, but… — Minghao starts, clumsily, as you tidy your clothes, ready to stand up. — Can’t you stay? I mean, do you really have to go? — He sounded hopeful. Sad, but careful.

Your eyes meet his and a silent plea fills the air as your heart races once again.

— Fuck, no. — You sigh, giving in. — I don’t.

Your smiles widen, and the morning breeze swifts gently as you feel a different type of feeling flowing. 

Work can wait for a while.

[gyuld4eng1e]

svt's preference on boob sizes...

big to small order :

mingyu

s.coups

dino

wonwoo

jun

joshua

dk

hoshi

the8

jeonghan

vernon

woozi

seungkwan

note : no matter your boob size , everyone is beautiful, and obviously my opinions aren't fully accurate , just know that every one of y'all are fucking unique and gorgeous mwah <3

[kozukensgf]

bf texts with seventeen! maknae line

their reaction when you didnt say "i love you" back to them

genre: smau, fluff, one shot, crack, fake texts

character(s): the8, dk, mingyu, seungkwan, vernon, dino

masterlist

hyung line version

[bee-the-loser-recs]

☼My The8/Minghao One-shot Fic Recs☼

𖤓 The letter By @toruro 26k, Idol Minghao, Jun is reader's brother, fluff, angst, long term pining, slowburn, childhood friends to lovers

𖤓 Oh my By @toruro 13.6k, strangers to lovers, mutual crushes, fluff, reader is roommates with Vernon, Svt as one big friend group, smut

𖤓 Flight of the stars By @toruro 13.3k, race car driver Minghao, physical therapist reader, shoulder injury, fluff, angst, smut

𖤓 Red (k)nights By @toruro 6.7k, royalty au, princess reader, knight Minghao, established lovers, fluff, returning from scouting, slight secret relationship, smut

𖤓 This idiot of mine By @mirisss 3.7k, school au, bad boy Minghao, clumsy nerd reader, fluff, affectionate teasing, oblivious reader

𖤓 Fixer upper By @seungkwansphd 9.5k, blind date au, strangers to friends to lovers, ignoring feelings, fluff, slow burn, smut, cute, matchmaker & Minghao

𖤓 Avant-garde By @hoyoungy 4.1k, college student reader, painter Minghao, fluff, adoration, reader loves his painting, so cute, I have revisited this so many times :D

𖤓 Muses By @luvidzy 5.5k, small town au, summer holidays, falling in love, artist Minghao & reader, fluff, cuties

𖤓 Lowkey By @viastro 3.6k, dancer au, college au, pining, embarrassment, dance club, fluff, reader sobs after confession

𖤓 Since we were eighteen By @viastro 1.8k, best friends to lovers, drunk confessions, reader breaks up with their ex cause their in love with reader, fluff

𖤓 Better with you By @viastro 3.1k, friends to lovers, summer fair au, fluff, humour, nauseous reader, cute, love confessions

𖤓 Playing cupid By @sluttywonwoo 4.5k, college au, party, confessing feelings, valentines day party, fluff, smut, pining

𖤓 Once bitten By @sluttywonwoo 3.2k, vampire Minghao, college au, locked in a museum, project partners, aphrodisiac venom, smut, some fluff, slight enemies to lovers

𖤓 Light of my life By @escapewriter 2k, Minghao's birthday, celebration/cute date, painting and lighting lanterns, fluffy, so cute

𖤓 Hi (I love you) By @wheeboo 5.5k, college au, painter Minghao, photographer reader, falling in love, hidden feelings, fluff, really cute

𖤓 Academic infatuation By @berriesandjunnie 2.5k, teachers au, art teacher Minghao, Chinese language teacher reader, fluff, everyone is rooting for them

𖤓 Introverts By @berriesandjunnie 3k, highschool au, Chinese exchange student Minghao, introvert reader, bullying, fluff, fighting back, cute

𖤓 Felix felicis By @blue-jisungs 7k, Hogwarts au, Slytherin Minghao, Hufflepuff reader, project partners, cute dynamics, fluff, angst, mentions of social anxiety

𖤓 Apple of my eye By @rubyreduji 2.4k, Descendants au, Evil Queen's son Minghao, Snow white kid's reader, fluff, bullied reader, soft Minghao

𖤓 Glacial pace By @wonusite 5.3k, college au, fake dating, mutual pining, idiots in love, fluff, finally getting together, communicating, smut, meddling friends

𖤓 To love easily By @minghaoyoudoin 13.5k, college au, fake dating, photographer Minghao, ex Joshua, catching feelings, fluff, angst, smut

𖤓 Moonlight By @ilwonuu Brother's best friend trope, Jun is reader's brother, fluff, pining, oblivious lovers, Jun ships them, smut

𖤓 Minghao + historical au By @husbandhannie 6 one-shots, historical au, duke Minghao, duchess reader, marriage of convenience, falling in love, fluff, smut

𖤓 Love has no language By @renaiswriting Platonic Jun x reader x Minghao, college au, exchange student reader, learning Korean, exam stress, supportive behaviour

𖤓 Headliner By @horangboosadan SMAU one-shot, non-idol au, photographer Minghao, college student & cleaner reader, fluff, developing relationship

[cherriicou]

gyuhao x tan!reader

In which gyuhao help reader to feel confident with their skin colour (kinda like how the8 helped mingyu)

Can be any genre^^

BEACH DAY

content | insecurities about tan skin, fluff, slight teasing at end of fic, kinda crack lol

word count | 747

a/n l i couldn't choose between silly or hot reassurance 😭 stuck with silly but added a bit of tease towards the end :p

The sun was blazing, the cicadas were screeching, and you were doing everything in your power to not exist in this moment.

God, why did they have to drag you with them to film a Going Seventeen episode at the beach?

You tugged at the hem of your zip up hoodie—yes, a hoodie in this weather—desperately trying to shield yourself from the sun's rays.

It was ironic, really. Everyone else on the beach was running around, flaunting their swimsuits, but here you were, wrapped up like it was mid-December.

“Y/N,” Mingyu’s voice boomed, loud enough to startle a flock of nearby seagulls.

“Are you really wearing that? It’s like you’re asking for a heat stroke!”

“I’m fine!” you called back, already regretting agreeing to this beach trip.

Minghao, ever the sharp-eyed observer, walked over to you with his calm demeanor.

He squatted in front of where you were awkwardly perched on a picnic blanket.

“You’re sweating. Why are you torturing yourself?” His eyes scanning your body.

“Because I don’t want to get darker than I already am,” you muttered, eyes fixed on the sand.

There was a brief silence, and you risked a glance at Minghao’s face. His eyebrows were raised, lips pressed into a thin line.

Before he could say anything, Mingyu dropped down beside you, dramatically fanning himself with one hand while sipping a soda with the other.

“Do you think we’re vampires or something? Like, we’ll burst into flames if we stay in the sun too long?” Mingyu asked, his voice teasing but not unkind.

You rolled your eyes. “You don’t get it.”

Mingyu gasped, clutching his chest like you’d just insulted his entire lineage.

“I don’t get it? Y/N, do you know how insecure I’ve been with my tan skin? Do you know how many people compared me to a literal potato?!”

Minghao sighed. “Here we go.”

“It’s true!” Mingyu continued, leaning closer dramatically. “Don’t you remember that live?!”

You couldn’t help but snort, and Mingyu’s eyes lit up. “Ah! See? A smile. Progress.”

Minghao shook his head, sitting down properly next to you.

“He’s not lying, though. Mingyu was ridiculously insecure about his skin tone for a while, seeing the amount of comments about it.”

“Okay, okay, so how did you get over it?” Mingyu grinned, leaning back on his elbows.

“It never really leaves but I definitely have managed it better. And Hao told me I was hot.” Minghao rolled his eyes at his twist of words.

“I SAID, he was handsome. And even after the live, I kept reassuring him that his tan skin wasn’t something to be ashamed of.”

Mingyu placed a hand over his heart. “It made me feel special, especially coming from him! So touched.”

He flexed his arm dramatically. “I’m golden. Like a god!”

“Like a golden retriever,” Minghao corrected dryly.

“Still golden!” Mingyu shot back, flashing you a wide grin.

You shook your head, still laughing. “It’s different for you guys. Everyone loves you no matter what you look like.”

Minghao’s expression softened, and he leaned closer, his voice low and sincere.

“You think that because you don’t see yourself the way we do. Your skin is gorgeous, Y/N. It’s warm, radiant—golden, like Mingyu said. You stand out in a way that’s unforgettable.”

Mingyu nodded enthusiastically. “Yeah! Do you know how boring the world would be if everyone looked the same? You’re like a sunset—vibrant, glowing, and impossible to ignore.”

“Now you’re just being cheesy,” you mumbled, feeling your face heat up.

Minghao smirked. “Maybe. But we’re right.”

Mingyu suddenly shot to his feet, holding out his hand.

“Okay, enough hiding. Time for a photoshoot!”

“What?” you squeaked.

“A photoshoot!” he repeated, grabbing your hand and yanking you up before you could protest.

“Hao, get the camera! We’re going to capture Y/N in their full golden glory.”

Minghao sighed but stood up, brushing the sand off his pants. “You’re lucky I brought it.”

“Wait, wait, I’m not ready for this!” you protested, but Mingyu was already dragging you toward the shoreline.

“You’re always ready, Y/N,” he declared. “You just don’t know it yet.”

Minghao trailed behind, his camera in hand. “Don’t worry. I’ll edit the pictures if Mingyu makes you look like a fool.”

“Hey!” Mingyu pouted, but you couldn’t stop laughing as the two of them bickered back and forth.

By the end of the day, you were soaked, sandy, and slightly sunburned—but you also felt lighter, freer.

As you scrolled through the photos Minghao had taken—each one more beautiful than the last, you realized they were right.

“Can you send me those!” Mingyu teased, making you smack his arm.

Both of you giggle until Mingyu suddenly turns you over, onto your back. You look at him confused but he quickly switches your emotions as he kisses you deeply.

The kiss goes on for a while, his hands just squeezing your hips and groaning every time you pull on his hair.

“You’re so beautiful,” he lets out, pulling away from your mouth and placing kisses onto your neck.

Almost planned, Hao walks in with a smile plastered on his face.

“Come on, let us show you how much we adore you.”

[cultofdionysusnet]

Check out this Seventeen fic written by Topaz!

𝘾𝔬ןⲒ𝒂ꮁ 𝒂ոᑯ ⳑ𝐞𝕒ꮪһ

❤A/N: Second submission for Revember is for my moonshine @downtoamagicalland who, after many years of being a scorpio stan, decided one was punchable 😢 ❤Pairing: Xu Minghao (Seventeen) x Reader (f) ❤Au: Historical au, Emperor au, Concubine au ❤Genre: smut, angst ❤Trope: the act of true love (self sacrificing for your love) ❤Warnings: bdsm (collar and leash), public fondling, exhibitionism, nipple play, aphrodisiacs, fingering (f), penetrative sex with no barrier ❤Rated: 18+, MDNI ❤Word Count: 1,529 ❤Summary: when you become the concubine for the emperor, knowing it'll hurt your love, knowing that it'll save him, you didn't realize how much power the emperor would have over your body ❤credit to @cafekitsune for the banner!

You walk into the throne room, glad for the heavy makeup on your face, for your entire skin was on fire. The Emperor walked by your side, daintily holding a leash that clipped to a collar around your neck. The deep red robe that wrapped around your nubile body had a neckline that plunged down to your belly button. The message was clear: you were Minghao’s and he was here to show it off.

You kept your head straight, refusing to stare in Seungcheol’s direction. It would only hurt you to see the shame on his face, to see you paraded around as the Emperor’s new concubine. Seungcheol would never know that you had done it for him, to keep him safe, and you meant to keep it that way. Seungcheol would never stand for you to be the one to take the brunt of a punishment. 

Minghao swept his robes in a dramatic fashion and sat on his throne. You curled up at his feet, more for warmth in the large throne room than anything. “General Choi, report.”

You leaned your head against Minghao’s knee, in order for your hair to shield your face. Minghao’s hand went to the crown of your head, threading his fingers through your loose hair almost subconsciously patting you. It still shamed you to act this way, but it was preferable to the torture of staring at Seungcheol at this moment.

You could tell by the shoes that Seungcheol had approached the throne. His low voice sent energy zooming through your body but you had to contain yourself. Any reaction to the previous love of your life would only serve as your punishment for the both of you. Seungcheol reported of the famine in the south and how the eastern flood had been quelled. The general of Minghao’s army worked only to help the people of the empire because his heart had always been in the right place.

Minghao yawned loudly. He jerked your leash and pulled you up onto his lap. “Lord Wen, please tell me there is a feast or banquet I can look forward to, I am bored to tears with this talk of the small people.”

Junhui bowed deeply and began to prattle off on the social calendar. And that’s when Minghao’s hand found its way inside your robe. His well manicured nails circled your areola, making your nipple tighten with stimulation. You schooled your features but the tea you had drank earlier was taking effect. Your breathing became quickened as Minghao played with your nipple in front of the entire court. And when he flicked it, the tiny, pitiful moan that escaped your lips was scandalous. 

Junhui’s prattling faltered, but Minghao motioned for him to continue. Your gaze eventually drifted over to Seungcheol and that was a mistake. His eyes were burning with anger and his fists were tight at his side. Your heart went out to him and you wished you could stop what was about to unfold but you knew the result would only be in Seungcheol’s death.

Your glance cost you the rest of your dignity for Minghao’s hand was now fully massaging your breast, tempting and teasing and working you up. And when Junhui was done with his list of social gatherings and plans until the next full moon, Minghao released you and you sat back down at his feet. Except now your body was burning with need. You had only thoughts of Minghao taking you in your room; only, it was hours before the court meeting was adjourned. It took everything in you to not mount Minghao right there on the throne.

How you managed to keep your spine straight and your eyes to the front as Minghao walked you out of the throne room deserved recognition but alas you would get none of that. The minute the door to your room closed, Minghao was winding the leash around his hand until you came face to face with your Emperor.

“Did you see how angry Seungcheol was?” Minghao said in a melodic voice, “It was perfect.”

“Your highness,” You panted, hands digging into his lapels. Your lower lips were soaked with your slick and your body ached for more attention.

Minghao’s slow smirk was answer enough. You hated how your stomach dipped, shame and desire flooding your senses. “Did that little display heat you up, pretty flower of mine?”

“Please,” You whimpered, wetting your lips and standing on your tiptoes to press your lips to his.

Minghao placed a finger in between your lips to halt you and you whined at being denied yet again. The tea you were dutifully drinking, the pretty one with the blooming passion flower that drove your sexual desires into overdrive, was working its magic. Minghao always wanted you wet and panting for him. “Sit on the bed, pet.”

The emperor instructed you to lay back on your bed. You lifted your robes until your bare cunt was on display. He bid you to spread your legs, and your lower lips, revealing to him just how much you craved him. He knelt between your thighs, if only to place a chaste kiss on your mound. When you cried out, denied any more stimulating sensations, his tongue came out for a sharp, kitten lick directly to your clit and then he moved up your body.

Minghao’s eyes became hooded, his broad shoulders looming over you in the lantern light. “I’m sure he gave you soft moments but nothing more than that.” He was referring to Seungcheol, of course. “But you--” Minghao paused to pull open your robe aggressively, so that your breasts bounced free for him, “--delight in my roughness.”

Mingho sunk into your heat as he gripped both of your breasts in each hand. He pinched and tugged your nipples, fighting to get every last inch of his cock inside of you. You were mewling and arching your back into touches, drinking it all in. The emperor owned your body but he also made you crave his.

“If he only knew how you call out my name in the darkness of night and the first light of the day. How you can only be satisfied by me and me alone. Wouldn’t he be angry, my pet?” Minghao continued to taunt you.

You wrapped your legs around Minghao’s waist, enjoying the grind of his pelvis against yours. You needed more! More of him, more of the pleasure he provided, anything to wipe away the thoughts of your sweet love. 

Minghao abandoned your breasts, content in watching them bounce as he fucked you. Instead, he pressed one hand to your stomach and held one at your hip. “Such a tiny thing, I can feel my cock pressing against your stomach. And yet you somehow manage to take all of me every time. Is it because you’re the perfect little flower, just for me?”

You let out a wanton moan as you feel your climax begin to build. “Your highness--” You choke out.

“Say my name, pet,” Minghao cooed, correcting you.

“Mi-minghao,” You stuttered as his thrusting became rougher and deeper. 

“Again,” He said in that flowing, melodic voice. 

“Minghao!” You cried out once again.

“You’re insatiable for me,” Minghao grunted, the squelch of your pussy speaking for itself. “I’ll fuck you full of my seed, get you plump with a baby, and then fuck you some more. All for my satisfaction to watch your love fail. How exquisite.”

The two of you came together, tongues engaged in a lazy tango, lust swirling in your gut still, even after one orgasm. You knew that Minghao would not be sated with one orgasm, his seed already spilling out of you, but you were also sure that you could do with a few more yourself. 

You pushed Minghao to his back, his long black hair flaring around his delicate face prettily and the emperor chuckled. “What’s this, pretty flower?” he smiled, “Still cock hungry for me?”

You drew your nails down his chest, satisfied when a low groan left his mouth. “You didn’t torture me in front of your lords only to fuck me once, Your Highness.”

“That’s my pet,” Minghao purred.

A clearing of a voice near the door interrupted your lust-cloud moment. “Sorry to intrude, Your Highness, but the general has been standing out here for a quite while now…”

The guard finished his sentence lamely and all the blood drained from your face. Had Seungcheol been there the entire time? Had he heard how you begged for it, how you enjoyed it, how you looked for more…?

You glared down at Minghao, who was still deep inside of you. He smiled up at you with a kitty-cat like satisfied smirk. “Tell the General I’ve changed my mind. I’ll speak to him another time, perhaps.”

Your heart ached as heavy footsteps could be heard leading away from your room. You had to remind yourself that you did this for him, despite how much you were breaking his heart. 

Minghao, however, would not let you dwell on your thoughts. “Come, pretty flower, show me once again how sweet your cunt can be for me.” special thanks to @starlitmark for making my revenge fics look so pretty 😍

[horangboosadan]

MOONWALKER | XU MINGHAO

pairing: xu minghao (the8) x gender neutral!reader

synopsis: it's unlucky that whenever your boyfriend decides to post pictures from his photoshoots that have you go crazy, he's always out of town

genre: one shot smau, established relationship, fluff

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i was scrolling through ig last week and saw haos photoshoot pictures and i died a little bit and could not help myself from imaginiarly letting him know that he's killing me. hope you enjoyed this (also did anyone else know how nice moonwalkers lyrics are? like theyre so cute??) ((also i wrote this when theyd left for paris but before they did anything, if not i would've included smth about it bc i am not over it at all))

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JOSHUA HONG

but if it's forever, it's even better*

no one's ever had me, not like you*

won't let them break your heart*

i don't think i could love you more*

ONE SHOTS

I choose you and me religiously

I might just love you until the end

good graces

JEON WONWOO

have I told you lately, i'm grateful you're mine

sweet nothings

this is how you fall in love

game boy

hearts don't break around here

CHOI SEUNGCHEOL

fight my way

cheek are red like cherries in the spring

god bless your dad's genetics

skittles

in the quiet of us

YOON JEONGHAN

wake up to your sunset

KIM MINGYU

but on a wednesday i watched it begin again

LEE SEOKMIN

i'm inlove with all your charm

CHWE VERNON

as long as stars are above you and longer if I can

grumpy cat's secret soft side

XU MINGHAO / THE8

not dating huh

[lololololchips]

Hi I loved the recent sexting gone wrong it was so funny 😭

Just wondering if you're willing to do like a next part where the actual boyfriend texts you back after seeing what happened ?

i’m so sorry this took forever 😭 BUT HERE IT IS HEHE HOPE U LIKE IT:))

here is pt1 to this i recommend y’all read it to understand this a bit better!

sexting gone wrong pt2 || SEVENTEEN

genre: one shot au, fake texts, nsfw, humorous

warnings: kys jokes, nsfw topics, cursing, fem pronouns, 18+ jokes (?)

[woozvc]

labcoats and accidents

x.mg

based on this request.

synopsis — minghao is fine in his little bubble and doesn't want new friends but you can't stand not being friends with someone.. what happens when you get paired together for a chemistry project?

pairing — grumpy!the8 x sunshine!reader

genre/s — one shot smau, fluff, non idol au, hao is kinda mean but it's fine we love him(+a little bonus at the end)

warnings — profanities, one pic of a cupcake

notes : ahhhhh I hit a 100 so I'm posting this a bit early but yes thank you so much for the support this past month <3

dt - @cienlvrs my fav minghao stan

bonus!

[huihuiheart]

Kinktober 2023

This year my kinktober will contain various themes as follows:

Shape of You Sunday - Centered around the beauty of body worship, each day will be focused primarily one a specific part of the body. (It is rather self-indulgent as they’re either things I am personally self-conscious about, or have a particular taste for.)

Monsterfuck Monday - I feel this one is rather self-explanatory,  but kinktober is always an excellent time to let loose when it comes to these kinds of things. And I’ll take any excuse I can get to write them.

Troublemaker Tuesday - Who doesn’t love a touch of trouble in their week? This one is for all my bratty subs, hope you’re ready to learn the consequences of your actions.

Whispering Wednesday - Voice kink is that you? Idols have such pretty voices after all, how could we ever let them go to waste?

Thirst TRAP Thursday - Feeling trapped can hold a certain thrill, can it not? Just what kind of trap will you fall into though?

Fantasy Friday - Who says we can’t have a little fantasy with our filth? Let’s mix two of the very best things together.

Savor Saturday - All about taste and flavors! Each Saturday bringing a different “flavor” to our week. To fill every kind of craving.

As always, most pairing were made through a random picker, the schedule is below:

1. Worship You - Seventeen - Woozi - Thighs - Summary: Jihoon once again cannot help but to indulge in his favorite form of stress relief...you. -  Warnings: Marking, some manhandling, dirty talk, unprotected sex? (never explicitly said either way, but no mention of protection so...stay safe), slight sub/dom themes if you squint, very very light degradation (not really tho). 

2. Two Can Play - Ateez - Werewolf!Wooyoung -  Summary: Hongjoong comes to you desperate to find help for Wooyoung through his rut, though perhaps you get more than you bargained for. - Warnings: Switch! Wooyoung, Switch! reader, dirty talk (praise and degradation), teasing from both sides, oral (reader receiving), choking (Wooyoung receiving), manhandling, bondage, unprotected sex, breeding kink.

3. His Kitten - Stray Kids - Lee Know - Summary: When Chan’s girl invited you who knew you could get under his skin so well, only now it’s time for him to teach you what the consequences of your actions are.- Warnings: Mafia Au, guns, side character getting shot, cursing, alcohol, edging,  organsm denial, overstim (suggested), gagging (with panties), dom/sub themes, brat taming themes, spanking (reader rec), oral (both rec), degradation, dirty talk, use of the name kitten.

4. Unwind - Pentagon - Kino - Summary: Hyunggu just wants to be the most loving boyfriend and take all your stress away. You’ll let him take care of you, won’t you? - Warnings: Stress, crying, slight dom/sub dynamics if you squint, oral (reader receiving), praise, dirty talk, overstimulation, unprotected sex (be safe). 

5. In My Snare - Ateez - Jongho - Summary: In a dystopian world where you’re just a little bit of a klutz and Jongho is something of a jam addict, but somehow that’s the perfect mix for love. - Warnings: Hunting, implied violence, cursing, traps, injuries, blood (not in sex, from injuries), Jongho is snarky, unprotected sex, soft/slight dom/sub themes, manhandling, dirty talk (pretty much just praise though), oral (Reader receiving), overstimulation, marking. 

6. A Little Bit Of Magic - Seventeen - The8 - Summary: Working as Minghao's shop keep was both a blessing and curse, but when a little mix up happens with a recipe there's no going back to what you two were before. - Warnings: Cursing, magic, oral (fem receiving), fingering, unprotected sex. Really this is rather soft and vanilla in terms of the sex.

7. Savory -  Seventeen - Wonwoo - Summary: Wonwoo is there to comfort and remind you of things whenever the negative thoughts start to take hold, and he has every intention of showing you just how much he loves you. -  Warnings: Food guilt, implied negative body image, fingering, lots of praise, unprotected sex.

8. Hands On Me - NCT -  Johnny - Summary: You love Johnny's hands, but apparently he loves yours just as much. - Warnings: Quirofilia(hand kink), mutual masturbation, fingering, soft dom/sub themes, daddy kink, some manhandling, light spanking, dirty talk, cursing.

9. Deadly Duo - Seventeen - Demon! Mingyu - Summary: When you steal away a demon to make a deal with it ends up back firing on you, turns out he's more cunning than he lets on. - Warnings: Teasing, demon themes, incubus themes, aphrodisiac, dirty talk, cursing, a knife, kidnapping, life threatening, tricking/slight betrayal, fingering, oral, mentions of dry humping/grinding, big dick mingyu, unprotected sex.

10. Off Limits - Ateez - Hongjoong - Summary: Hongjoong was determined to teach you patience, only he should have known that you wouldn't learn today. - Warnings: Dom/Sub themes, sex toys, cursing, degradation, unprotected sex, mention of safe words, spanking, cursing. 

11. Tracklist -  Stray Kids - Jisung - Summary: Jisung sends you his completed tracklist at 3am hoping for input, only there was something unexpected on the list instead. - Warnings: Masturbation, audio sex, dirty talk, cursing, switch themes. 

12. Down The Rabbit Hole -  Seventeen - Jun - Summary: When you fell down into Wonderland the Hatter seems to be more than excited at your sudden arrival. - Warnings: Slight horror themes, slight possessive themes, use of the term Alice as like a title, claws mentioned, bondage, oral (reader receiving), unprotected sex, breeding kink, dollification, cursing, dirty talk.

13. Three For The Price Of One -  Seventeen - Jeonghan, Joshua, DK - Summary: A week of diplomatic discussions between future rulers leads to life long friendships, and perhaps even more than that between the four kingdoms. - Warnings: Foursome, Somewhat implied virgin reader, oral (f! receiving, nipple play, unprotected sex, bathtub sex, light biting, dirty talk, some cockwarming themes, praise, cursing, alcohol.

14. Sweetest Treat - Woodz - Summary: You had a desire for a man out of your reach, at least until he reached out to you first. Still, from such different worlds could it really be so? - Warnings: Oral (reader rec), fingering, praise, lots of praise, unprotected sex.

15. Forbidden Fruit -  Ateez - Yeosang - Summary: It's forbidden, but perhaps it tastes sweeter that way. - Warnings: 69, some manhandling, some strength kink, cum eating, unprotected sex, mentions for crying from pleasure, forbidden relationship.

16. Below The Surface - Stray Kids - Hyunjin

17. Think Twice - Stray Kids -  Chan - Summary: You burst into his studio intent on giving him a mouthful only for you to get one instead. - Warnings: Slight dom/sub themes (if you squint), oral (m! receiving), cursing, use of term baby girl, use of term good girl, some dirty talk/scolding, mostly praise.

18. Deep  - Stray Kids - Felix - Summary: His voice isn't all that's deep. -  Warnings: Voice kink, cursing, teasing, unprotected sex, lack of foreplay, implied eating out.

19. Web -  Pentagon - Yuto

20. Fey - Ateez - Mingi

21. Backstage -  Ateez - Seonghwa - Summary: There's one foolproof way to resolve preshow jitters. - Warnings: Oral (seonghwa rec), face fucking, crying, drooling, semi-public sex, teasing, cum eating.

22. Mind - Pentagon - Hui

23. Vampire - NCT - 

24. Temptations - Ateez - San - Summary: San isn't the jealous type and you're not the teasing type, tonight anyways. That doesn't mean he's able to resist temptation though. - Warnings: Spitting, cursing, dirty talk,  fingering, unprotected sex, semi-public sex.

25. Degradation - Pentagon - Wooseok

26. Mouse - Ateez - Yunho

27. Dark Fantasy -  Seventeen - Dino

28. Sour - Seventeen - Seungcheol

29. Heart -  Stray Kids - Changbin

30. The Queen And Her Dragons - NCT - Yuta, Jeno, and Jaemin

31. Rule Breaking - Hanse

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[kimbappykidding]

When Seventeen get drunk and flirt with you, their crush

Scoups - The cute flirt

You and your members all loved drunk Scoups because he became such a complimentary hype man when he'd had a few drinks. 

He saw you and your members walk in and immediately began to clap "you've killed it again ladies! Each and everyone one of you looks stunning". You and your members all began to blush but none as much as you. You had a small crush on Scoups and secretly loved how attentive he became drunk. "Aww thanks, can you believe y/n was unsure of her outfit?" one of your members asked drawing Scoups' attention exclusively to you. You glared at her but that didn't last long because then you realised Scoups was looking at you. He quickly scanned your outfit before smiling "you're kidding right? Y/n you're so hot I'm worried you’re going to overheat! That outfit is amazing and so are you". Your members smiled as your eyes widened and you blushed even more "I...you look good too Scoups". "Thanks but come on I'm not as good as you" he said smiling "can I get you guys your first round of drinks?". "Ow you don't have to" you tried but Scoups shook his head "no come on, we're in the same company and as the elder I have to look out for you guys so allow me". Your leader shrugged, happy she wouldn't have to cover it "okay, y/n why don't you go with him? She knows what we like". Scoups grinned "great come on y/n" and tugged you to the bar.

Once there you rattled off the order to the bartender who then started preparing all the drinks. Scoups stood there smiling at you in a happy daze and you chuckled "thanks for saying that back there about my outfit...it made me feel a lot more confident". "No need to thank me because it was all 100% true" Scoups smiled. You shrugged "well I didn't agree with the stuff you said about yourself...you look good too". Scoups tried to brush it off "no I don't but hey I'm okay with not being that good looking" and that broke you. "But you are!" you said slightly more forecefully than you meant and Scoups paused “sorry I didn’t mean to upset you I just don’t see myself that way”. “Well that really sucks but a lot of people do” you pouted. “I’m sure there are many kind people like you” he agreed and you shook your head “I’m not being kind Scoups, you are gorgeous! Your hair is so fluffy I just want to play with it all the time. You have the kindest smile and your lips are so plump and luscious that everyone is obsessed with them! So don't undersell yourself please". Scoups was a blushing mess "I...you...I’ll try not to” he agreed and you nodded “good”.  

The bartender set the drinks down in front of you and Scoups paused "how about I help you take these to your table?". You nodded "that'd be nice...you could also stay if you want? If your friends don't need you right away". "I'd love to" Scoups beamed and you walked away together.

Jeonghan - The flirty tease

Your relationship with Jeonghan was already pretty flirty so there was really no difference when he was drunk. He was still as mischievous and playful as ever but he tended to get a little more...promiscuous, like nudging you towards his members only to yank you back to him.  

"Y/n have you been asked to dance yet?" Jeonghan asked. You shook your head and Jeonghan smiled "great neither has Joshua maybe you can dance together". You paused taken aback and Jeonghan smiled "unless you'd like someone else to dance with you?". You rolled your eyes and extended a hand to Joshua "I'm game if you are". "You know what? I'd love to" Joshua smiled taking your hand. You shot Jeonghan a look and led Joshua to the dance floor.

Jeonghan smirked watching you with Joshua and The8 leaned into Scoups "is this like some weird foreplay between him and y/n?". Scoups shrugged "kinda, it's basically a big game of chicken. They see how far they can push it before the other cracks and admits they want the other". The8 nodded "only when they're drunk?". "They play it when they’re sober too but when Jeonghan’s drunk like this he always goes a little further". "Kinky" The8 commented and Scoups laughed. 

Joshua was in on the joke very familiar with Jeonghan's method of operations so he was more than happy to play along. "Don't worry his eyes are glued to you" he told you seeing you trying to watch Jeonghan from the corner of your eye "they have been since you first walked in". You blushed "well that's good at least but I don't want you to think I'm neglecting you. I'm dancing with you". Joshua nodded "but I know you like Jeonghan and that's fine...how about we do something to make him crack earlier than usual?". You smiled "what did you have in mind".

Jeonghan was still sipping his drink watching you and bobbing his foot to the music when Seungkwan nearly spit his drink out "is anyone else seeing this?". You and Joshua were still dancing but it was a lot different than before. Your bodies were way closer and you were looking at each other as if you wanted one another. Add that to the way you were both smiling and whispering and it looked pretty obvious what was happening. "But I thought y/n was with..." Dino said trailing off to see Jeonghan watching with a serious expression on his face. Scoups smiled and decided to fan the flames "well I guess she prefers a guy who doesn't play games like Joshua, can't say I blame her". Jeonghan shot Scoups a look before standing up "we'll see who she prefers" and he stormed over to you. The8 smirked "and the match goes to y/n!" and Scoups clinked glasses with him in toast. The thing Scoups liked most about you and Jeonghan was you knew exactly how to play him and when to call his bluff...you were perfect for Jeonghan.

Joshua - The smooth flirt 

You made it to the party several hours late but you were finally here. You greeted some people you knew and were just headed to the bar to get a drink when Joshua appeared beside you. You could tell by his smile and body language that he was fairly tipsy. "Hey so you finally got here?" he asked. You nodded "yeah the shoot went on forever, did I miss anything good?”. He shook his head “as far as I’m concerned my night started the second you walked in”. You smiled “Joshua are you drunk?”. He shrugged “I might’ve had a few drinks while I waited for you to arrive, had to occupy myself somehow huh?”. You chuckled at how nonchalant Joshua was being, he was usually chill but this was different. “I guess” you nodded and Joshua smiled, those beautiful eyes focusing on you. “Now you’re here the night can begin!”. 

Joshua led you to his table where he’d saved a seat for you and he had a bottle of your favourite drink chilling in an ice bucket. You smiled spotting it “but you hate drinking this stuff?” you questioned. Joshua shrugged “so? You like it” and he popped the cork. Jeonghan smirked watching “Dino tried to take some earlier and Joshua nearly chopped his hand off so i’d feel pretty special if I were you y/n”. You nodded “I’m beginning to” glancing to Joshua who poured you a glass just the way you liked. “Cheers” he said holding it out to you and you took it tentatively “thanks”. “You’re very welcome” Joshua replied still staring at you and you blushed. 

All night Joshua was attentive to you and just cool. His flirting was effortless and while you’d been kind of involved for a while he’d never been this straightforward with showing how he felt about you. You were thinking about this when Joshua caught you staring off into space. “You okay?” he asked and you nodded. “No you’re not, what’s wrong?” he asked. You smiled “I just...what’s changed?”. “Changed?” he asked and you nodded “you’re never usually this...like this” you said gesturing to the drink and his arm around the back of your chair. He paused “do you not like me like this?”. You shook your head “no I actually love it but what happened?”. Joshua smiled “I guess I just worked up the courage to do what I should’ve done all along. Would you be okay with this all the time?”. You almost laughed at how obvious the answer was “of course!”. Joshua blushed but didn’t say anything, he just pulled you closer. 

Jun - The Confident Flirt

Jun was naturally very extroverted and funny but he got pretty nervous in crowds and became a lot quieter. When he was drunk at a social event however all that anxiety was lessened and he became his louder funnier self.

You’d noticed this and watched impressed all night as Jun transformed into a confident social butterfly. Usually he never spoke more than 10 words to you but tonight he’d been chatting away and making you laugh none stop. You’d always found Jun attractive but his sense of humour was definitely his hottest feature.  "You know I have to admit I wasn't sure why they called you the funniest member of seventeen but now I get it" you told him. "You do huh?" Jun asked with a big smile on his face "what did it? What won you over?". You blushed to see this version of Jun. It was intimidating but you also liked it. "I'm not sure...you're just very naturally funny and your facial expressions are hilarious". Jun smiled "thanks but I was kind of showing off tonight...might've been doing it for you". You grinned "okay why have you been hiding drunk Jun for so long? Not that regular you isn't great but drunk you is so funny". Jun shrugged "well I mean this is regular me...kind of. I'm just more reserved in big social settings but this is how I am when I feel comfortable such as when I'm with friends or have drunk a lot of alcohol". You smiled "well I hope you can get more comfortable around me so I can see this side of you without copious amounts of alcohol being in your system". Jun smiled "yeah I hope so too". He held your eyes for several seconds until you looked down blushing. Jun chuckled and when you looked up he was still watching you. 

“Well we may as well use this confidence while we’ve got it” Jun said standing up. “What did you have in mind?” you asked and he smiled extending a hand to you “dance with me, I hear i’m really good at that drunk too”. You blushed but took his hand “I’ll be the judge of that” and walked into the group together.     

  Hoshi - Very obvious flirt

Nothing about Hoshi was subtle or quiet. 

The minute you walked in you could tell Hoshi was drunk from how loud he was being. He saw you and roared your name rushing across the room to you. He stopped inches away from you and smiled "hi". "Hey Hoshi...had a bit to drink huh?". He chuckled "yeah a little! Come and dance with me!. You were flustered by the sudden request but knew it was hard to get Hoshi to stop dancing when he was sober let alone when he was drunk so you gave your coat to your friend and let Hoshi take you to the dance floor. 

Even drunk he was still a great dancer and he managed to make you, with your two left feet look good. He twirled you and basically just made you laugh constantly before he suddenly turned a bit serious. Hoshi stared at you, his smile fading and you were about to ask what was wrong when he spoke. "You’re very beautiful y/n” Hoshi said and you blushed "thank you you look very handsome too". "I'm not just saying it to make conversation. I always think you look beautiful". You blushed even more "I knew you meant it...I don’t think you ever say anything without meaning it". Hoshi nodded "i wouldn't, especially not to you. You're special" and he moved even closer. You were now so red it looked like you were having heart problems so your friend Jun decided to take pity on you.

 "Hey can I borrow y/n for a sec?" Jun asked. Hoshi pouted but when you nodded he was fine with it. "Okay, I hope to see you later" he told you and walked away. "I thought you might need some help, you looked very flustered" Jun said and you nodded "I need water and some air stat to cool off". Jun grinned “come on" and led you outside. "So you and Hoshi...was it a good flustered or bad? I know he can get pretty full on sometimes". "Good" you said smiling "I thought he might like me back but I've never had a guy be so obvious and honest about it...I liked it". Jun smiled "well next time I won’t interrupt you then".

Woozi - Subtle flirt

Woozi didn’t drink often but when he did he’d become more affectionate towards the people he was fond of. You didn’t even notice you were one of those lucky people until your friend pointed it out. 

It was the small things such as how your drinks were always kept in the fridge on his shelf or how he’d never let the guys take your seat when you went to the bathroom. He was protective of you and it came out even more when he was drunk. 

Hoshi nearly crashed into you but Woozi caught him and yanked him sharply away from you. “Be careful, you’re going to crush people” he scolded the older boy who nodded. “Sorry” Hoshi apologised to you and you smiled “it’s okay”. Hoshi walked away and you nodded to Woozi “thank you”. Woozi blushed “no worries” and lapsed into silence. “I just want to say thanks for always looking out for me and taking care of me, it really makes me feel welcome here”. Woozi blushed but nodded “well you are welcome here and if you ever need anything just come find me. I’ll always be there for you”. You blushed and nodded “thanks I’ll keep that in mind”. Woozi nodded and moved away. 

You didn’t talk much the rest of the evening but you kept catching him watching you and blushing when you caught him. You eventually just went over to him and gently took his hand. Woozi looked shocked but laced his fingers through yours and held onto you. You didn’t move away from each other the entire night. 

Wonwoo - The hot flirt 

You'd known Wonwoo for roughly a year, ever since you started working at the company as a backing dancer. You hadn't had much interaction with the members until you went on tour with them for 2 months. You'd gotten paired with Wonwoo and got to know him through that. You'd found him attractive but that was to be expected when you were doing close intimate dances with a person night after night. You didn’t think anything of the tension between you but you should have.  

The tour had just finished and so to celebrate the boys had all chipped in to rent a loft. They'd invited all the staff too which you thought was such a sweet touch. You were a little late because you'd forgotten your phone and had to head back for it. So you got there after everyone and made your way to the loft's security. You told them you were here for the event but they said they needed proof. You weren't sure what they needed, it wasn't like Scoups had sent out a mass invite. You were texting your friend/colleague to come help you get in when a tall figure appeared. Wonwoo walked up to the guards and told them it was fine. They took one look at him and nodded and you didn't blame them. Wonwoo looked amazing. He was wearing a jet black suit and tie and looked very debonair. You were so stunned for a few seconds you forgot to move until Wonwoo called your name. 

That jolted you into existence and you nodded hurrying after him. "Thank you" you said as you walked in with him "I forgot my phone so was late and I didn't have any proof I was actually invited to this..." you trailed off as you got outside and saw the beautiful huge loft. "Wow no wonder they didn't think I belonged here" you laughed but Wonwoo shook his head "I think you fit right in here" and he glanced over your dress before looking you in the eye. "Can I buy you a drink? It's the least I can do after I've been running my hands all over you, night after night". Wonwoo's word choice made you blush and your stomach flutter but of course you nodded. "The very least" you joked back and Wonwoo gave a hint of a smile.  He was more relaxed than you'd ever seen him and you finally realised why. "Wonwoo are you drunk?". He shrugged "maybe a little but it's a celebration isn’t it?". You nodded "that’s true". "So why don't you join me?" he asked holding out a glass to you with a smile "i bet you're a gorgeous drunk". You blushed but took the drink and downed it. "Let's see".

DK - Bashful flirt 

Dk was all bark and no bite in numerous ways but flirting was one of them. Drunk he always got a slightly inflated confidence and would flirt with you but the second you flirted back, he’d become a mess and back down. It was rather fun for you though so as you saw DK drinking heavily you just sat back and waited.

You all started playing a board game version of truth or dare and Dk picked dare. “Tell the prettiest person your best pick-up line” Hoshi read and DK blushed, his eyes going to you straight away. His members hyped him up and DK sauntered over to you acting very confident in front of them. “Y/n” he called and you nodded “yes?”. “Are you feeling warm? Because you’re so hot you’re on fire” he managed to say with a straight face. His members cheered proudly but you just smiled “no I’m actually a little cold, would you like to come warm me up?”. Dk’s eyes widened and he went bright pink. He stood there staring at you as if stuck while his members fell apart and finally The8 tugged him away from you. He collapsed back in his chair and began fanning himself in a flustered mess. “Okay so DK failed at that and y/n get’s the point!” Hoshi called passing you DK’s card. You smiled taking it and shot a wink to DK which nearly finished him off for good. 

After that all night every time DK looked at you he blushed bright red and it was adorable. When you finally caught him alone you took pity on him “don’t worry I won’t flirt with you anymore DK. I don’t think your heart can take it”. He went bright red but nodded “thank you...i’ll get better at it eventually”. You shrugged “or don’t, you’re pretty cute all embarrassed and bashful”. DK stared at you before he burst “you said no more flirting! That was flirting!” blushing once more. You laughed “I’m sorry I didn’t even realise!” and DK smiled “sure...you’re one sneaky girl y/n”. You laughed “you have no idea”. You winked walking away and seconds later what you’d said sunk in. “That was flirting too y/n! You just can’t help yourself” DK called making you smile widely.  

Where DK was concerned you really couldn’t. 

Mingyu - Bad flirt 

When Mingyu got drunk his brain took a back seat and so while his confidence grew exponentially it didn't mean his flirting skills did. Your groups had been meeting for weeks now to nail the performance collaboration you were doing for the next big award show and Mingyu had been interested in you since day one. He knew with the performance only around the corner his time frame to ask you out was fading so when you all went out for drinks after work and they began working particularly fast on him, he decided to seize the moment. 

"Hey y/n" Mingyu said coming up to you at the bar and you nodded to him "hey Mingyu, you getting another drink". "Maybe" he replied and you paused confused why he was at the bar if he wasn’t getting another drink. You chuckled awkwardly "can't decide huh?". "Something like that" he replied staring at you and you nodded "sorry what?". Woozi who had seen Mingyu strut over to you quickly rushed over and grabbed the tall boy. "Hey Mingyu there you are! Scoups said he needs to speak to you real quick". Mingyu shrugged "tell him it can wait I need to ask y/n something". Woozi knew if Mingyu asked you out in his drunk state it would be messy and seriously decrease his chances of dating you so he persisted. "He said it's really urgent and he looked pretty mad so I wouldn't make him wait if I were you...I think it's something to do with the company". "Ow wow you should go see what it is. Don't worry I'm not going anywhere" you promised. Mingyu blinked processing what you'd said for a few seconds before nodding "okay" and he walked away unstably. "Is he okay?" you asked Woozi and he smiled "yeah he's just drunk. He turns into a baby giraffe when he's had too much". You smiled as Mingyu almost sent Dino flying across the table when he didn't see him and walked into him. "I can see that...it's kind of cute". Woozi chuckled "not many girls have had drunk Mingyu flirt with them and called it cute". "Wait that's what he was doing?" you asked and Woozi paused "you didn't realise?". "No I just thought he was confused or something...why was he flirting with me". Woozi paused once again "I'm not so sure I should answer that...I mean it's pretty obvious right? He has a thing for you". "He does! Since when?". "Since before our groups even came together!" Woozi cried before realising he probably shouldn't have said that. "Look I've said too much but just know Mingyu likes you okay and so if he happens to ask you anything in the next couple of days please just act surprised okay?". You nodded "got it" with a smile but inside you were panicking. 

Mingyu liked you! The idea someone as adorable and hot as Mingyu was interested in you made your stomach flutter and as you watched him across the room trying to hug DK you couldn't stop smiling. So you decided to beat him to it. You walked across the room and over to Seventeen's table. "Hey Mingyu can I borrow you for a second". "Y/n? Me?" he asked "you want to borrow me?". You nodded "if that's okay". Jun snorted "why borrow him for a second you can keep him all night if you want". "That is fine with me" Mingyu admitted completely innocently and you smiled "no don't worry it won't take long...I was just wondering if you were free Friday night?". Everyone at the table went silent and Mingyu stared at you for so long Jun had to hit him. "Come again?" he asked. You blushed slightly but repeated yourself "like on a date? Would you like to go on a date with me Friday night?". Mingyu started nodding adamantly and Scoups smiled "you might need to say something too, buddy". "Yes!" Mingyu said "I'd love to go on a date with you like so much". You smiled  "well great, here's my number. Why don't you text me tomorrow and we can sort something out?". Mingyu nodded taking the piece of paper from you "Yes! Yes I will put this somewhere safe because I can't find my phone right now...like with Jeonghan" he said as the older member took the paper from him "and text you tomorrow when I find it". Mingyu was grinning so widely it was adorable and you chuckled "well okay then...speak to you tomorrow". "You will, definitely" he nodded and with a final laugh you walked away. Sometimes being adorable was just as effective as being hot.

The8 - The cool flirt 

The8 did not get drunk easily but with everything he did, he made it look good.

His choice of alcohol was wine so he already looked classy drinking it. Your eyes kept getting drawn to him across the table and eventually he just smiled "you want a sip or something?". He was clearly tipsy by his confidence but he didn’t slur a single word. You blushed "erm I'm not sure wine is my kind of thing". "Well you don't know until you try" he said pushing his glass towards you. You picked it up and took a small sip, The8 watching your every move. You swallowed and nodded "it's nice...very rich". The8 smiled "I knew you had good taste" which made you blush all over again. After that you were very much flustered but The8 wasn't done. 

A popular Korean classic came on and the boys all wanted to dance. You opted out considering you weren't a performer and The8 did too but the members kept pestering until he got up. You were aware The8 was in the performance unit but seeing him freestyle made you realise just how talented he was. The way he moved was effortless and he just looked so cool. The members were egging him on and he seemed very much in the zone. He danced as if nobody was watching but nailed every single step. When the song finally finished he made his way back to the table and slipped into the seat across from you. He shrugged his jacket back on and looked at you "what?". "You just did that like it was nothing! How?". "Well I might’ve seen you staring at me and thought a show would be nice for you...did it work?". You blushed again "work? Erm well it was very impressive and cool". The8 smiled "perfect, maybe you'll let me show you a few steps then?" and held out a hand to you. You blushed even more "but I can't dance! I'm awful at it and next to you I'll just look...". "Beautiful" The8 said before you could finish your sentence "you'll look beautiful. You don’t have to be good at dancing to do it y/n. I want to dance with you because it's you. Not because you're a trained professional". You were slightly taken aback and didn’t know what to say but The8 was still standing in front of you with his hand out. “So what will it be?” he asked. Your heart pounding, you took his hand. Seungkwan - Concentrated flirt 

When Seungkwan got drunk he was hyper-aware of everything but especially people he cared about like you, his crush. By the time you entered the party he was already pretty gone and so his attention was on with laser-sharp focus. 

He bounded over to you after a grand total of 2 minutes and gave you a big welcome hug. “Great performance tonight by the way, it was the same one from your debut right?”. You paused but nodded “erm yeah...i’m surprised you noticed we thought nobody would”. Seungkwan shook his head “I never forget a good song y/n or great choreography, you girls all killed it but especially you. I love the part where you kick your feet up” he said and you laughed, touched he actually knew the choreo. As head dancer you got a lot of interest from guys but they usually only knew one of your title tracks and that was where their interest in your dancing ended. Seungkwan however meant every word and it was really endearing. 

You smiled “well you’re one to talk, your performance tonight was so great and hot! I never knew you had that in you”. Seungkwan paused, processing that you’d just called him hot and smiled “would you like to get a drink with me? I remember from before that you like cocktails and this bar seems to have a wonderful selection”. “How did you remember I like cocktails?” you asked and Seungkwas shrugged “ow I remember you saying it at Scoups’ birthday party last year”. You paused “Seungkwan that wasn’t last year it was 2 years ago! You remembered it all this time? Are you this attentive with everyone?”. Seungkwan shrugged “I am an excellent friend but I remember more when it’s about a pretty girl”. You blushed “Are you flirting with me?”. “Why don’t you have a drink with me and find out?” Seungkwan asked and he walked over to the bar without checking if you were coming. 

You of course followed. 

Vernon - Smiley and affectionate flirt

You loved when Vernon got drunk because he'd have a permanent smile on his face and anything seemed to make him happy. So you watched him across the table getting merrier and merrier and thought of how beautiful an image his smile was. However, being the good friend you were, you were also mindful that he had rehearsal tomorrow so should probably start sobering up. So you grabbed a glass of water and took it over to him. 

You sat down beside him and smiled "hey having a good time?". "Y/n" he smiled "I am, I'm having the best time what about you?". "I'm having a really good time too, I thought I'd bring you over some water so you don't feel bad tomorrow". Vernon's smile grew even wider "that's such a good idea. Thanks y/n you're so kind...you always look out for me". You smiled "of course! What are friends for?". Vernon nodded smiling at you "I know but I want you to know I appreciate everything you do, okay y/n? I appreciate you" he said purposefully pointing his hand at you with each word. You laughed taking his hand "and I appreciate you too Vernon". He smiled "that's nice" and laced his fingers through yours. You were surprised at the sudden movement but liked it. Vernon downed the glass of water and smiled as the boys made him laugh. You noticed he looked sleepy and smiled "you can lean on me if you want". "You sure?" he asked and you nodded moving your hair off your shoulder "sure, I know you like to nap so go for it. I'll wake you in when it's time for bed". Vernon smiled "thanks y/n" and laid his head on your shoulder falling asleep pretty quickly. 

You found drunk Vernon adorable and listening to him softly snoring made you feel rather protective of him. The members had picked up on the cute scene and you caught Hoshi making a kissy face at you. You rolled your eyes at him and mouthed a few choice words. The members all laughed but you didn’t mind the teasing. This was pretty damn cute and you were loving it. Dino - Forward flirt 

Dino had no tact so pretty much everyone knew about his crush on you but it got even worse when he was drunk. 

You’d been invited to a games night at the Seventeen house but arrived late due to work. The moment you got there Dino rushed forwards and took your coat and bag, pulling you into the room. “Y/n’s here!” he cried and the others all greeted you and waved. “I saved you a seat” Dino said and he led you to a space on the sofa you knew the guys always fought over. “Wow how did you manage to keep them off it?”. “Ow we tried but things got violent” Seungkwan admitted and you turned to Dino amused but he just shrugged “I called it for you, so I had to enforce the rule”. You chuckled and nodded along “sounds fair”.

They’d apparently waited for you to start the games and started breaking out into teams. “I wanna be with y/n” Dino said and the member smirked “and why’s that?” Scoups asked. Dino shrugged “because she’s the best and all the rest of you suck”. You smirked at how cute he was and nodded “i’m happy with that”. Dino grinned “we’re so going to win” and hugged you. 

You were getting a not-so-subtle sense from the rest of the guys that Dino had a thing for you and as the night went on you were more and more sure of that...so you began testing the waters. 

“You’re always so nice to me, why?” you asked and Dino shrugged “because I like you, a lot, as more than a friend”. You weren’t expecting him to just come out and say it and your eyes widened. Dino began to panic “shit was that too forward? I’m sorry”. You shook your head “no not at all, I like guys who are confident and say how they feel”. “You do huh?” Dino asked and you smiled “yeah...and I like you too”. Now Dino was bright red but still acting all cool and confident “great” he smiled “are you free this Friday?”. You nodded “yeah”. “Great i’m taking you out to dinner, is 7pm okay?”. You nodded “7 is great”. “Great” Dino echoed and he carefully put his arm around you. He stayed like that for the entire night with a huge smile on his face. 

Being blunt just pays off sometimes. 

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Ghost City: SEVENTEEN's Urban Adventure

🎀 Summary 🎀 : Seventeen explores an abandoned city, facing eerie whispers and locked gates. The group navigates danger to find their way out.

🧸 Word count 🧸 : 1,270

Crack/Random

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The sky was just beginning to darken as you stood with Seventeen at the edge of the abandoned city. Everyone had heard the rumors about this place—the old factories, the empty amusement park, the countless stories of hauntings and strange occurrences. It was a ghost town, but for you and the boys, it was an adventure waiting to happen.

"Alright, who's ready to explore?" S.Coups asked, his voice full of excitement. He held up his flashlight like a leader brandishing a torch.

"I'm always ready!" Hoshi exclaimed, practically bouncing with energy. You weren't surprised; he was usually the most enthusiastic in the group.

"Do we really need to do this at night?" Seungkwan asked, pretending to shiver from the wind. "I mean, isn't that how all horror stories start?"

"It's supposed to be spookier at night," you replied, giving him a reassuring pat on the back. "Besides, what's the fun without a little fear?"

Jeonghan chuckled. "Right, and if anyone gets scared, they can just hold hands with Seungkwan."

"Hey, I'm not scared!" Seungkwan retorted, crossing his arms. "I'm just... cautious."

The city loomed ahead, a mass of decaying buildings and overgrown streets. Broken streetlights flickered weakly, casting long shadows on the asphalt. Woozi, ever the pragmatic one, adjusted his bag and sighed. "Just remember, guys, we stick together. No wandering off."

"Yeah, especially you, Hoshi," Joshua added, his tone playful but with a hint of caution.

"Me? Why me?" Hoshi asked, feigning innocence.

"Because you have a habit of running off when you're excited," you said, pointing at him with your flashlight. "Last time, we almost lost you in the mall."

Mingyu, the tallest in the group, leaned against a rusted fence. "Alright, let's get moving. I want to see if we can find that amusement park. I heard there's a Ferris wheel that's still standing."

"You heard right," Vernon replied, pointing toward the distance. "It's that way. Let's go."

The group set off into the city, flashlights casting narrow beams of light across the deserted streets. The sound of their footsteps echoed, creating an eerie rhythm. Every now and then, you could hear distant sounds—perhaps animals or the wind—but it was hard to tell in a place like this.

As you walked, you couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement. The city had been abandoned for years, but there was something about its decaying beauty that drew you in. You noticed Wonwoo taking pictures, his camera's flash lighting up the darkness.

"This place has character," he said, capturing a shot of a graffiti-covered wall. "I bet there's some cool stuff deeper in."

The8, with his artistic eye, nodded in agreement. "It's like a canvas that's been left to nature. The decay has its own beauty."

Dino, the youngest in the group, was clearly excited to be out exploring with everyone. "Hey, let's check out that alley," he suggested, pointing to a narrow path between two buildings.

"Sure, but let's stick together," you said, leading the way.

The alley was filled with debris, and the walls were covered in faded posters and graffiti. As you walked through, you noticed that the alley led to a larger street, where the faint outline of the amusement park became visible.

"There it is!" Hoshi exclaimed, picking up the pace. "Come on, let's check it out!"

The amusement park was a surreal sight. The rides were rusted and broken, the ticket booths abandoned, and the Ferris wheel loomed over the entire area, creaking in the wind. It was as if time had stopped, leaving the park frozen in a state of decay.

"Wow," Mingyu said, looking around in awe. "This is amazing."

"Yeah, amazing," DK replied, though his voice was laced with apprehension. "But does anyone else feel like we're being watched?"

"Relax," Jeonghan said, putting an arm around him. "It's just your imagination."

You led the group deeper into the park, exploring the various rides and attractions. The bumper cars were covered in rust, the carousel had lost most of its horses, and the roller coaster was overgrown with vines. Despite the decay, there was a strange beauty to it all.

"Hey, look at this," Joshua said, pointing to an old arcade. "Let's see if anything still works."

The group entered the arcade, where the smell of dust and mold filled the air. The machines were in varying states of disrepair, but The8 found one that still had power. He pressed a button, and the screen flickered to life, displaying a classic racing game.

"Who wants to race?" he asked, a playful smile on his lips.

Dino immediately stepped forward. "I'm in! Let's do this!"

As Dino and The8 played, the rest of the group explored the arcade. You noticed that Seungkwan was a bit uneasy, his gaze darting around the room.

"What's up, Seungkwan?" you asked, noticing his nervousness.

"I keep hearing things," he replied in a whisper. "Like whispers or something."

"It's probably just the wind," you said, trying to reassure him. "This place is old, and sound travels weirdly in places like this."

But as you continued exploring, you heard it too—a faint whispering, like distant voices carried by the wind. It was hard to tell where it was coming from, but it was enough to send a chill down your spine.

The group eventually left the arcade and headed toward the roller coaster. Hoshi and Mingyu were already at the top, waving down at everyone else.

"Come on up!" Hoshi shouted. "The view is amazing!"

S.Coups led the way, helping the others climb to the top of the roller coaster. From there, you could see the entire amusement park, and beyond it, the sprawling city. The sun had fully set by now, and the city was enveloped in darkness.

As you admired the view, you heard a loud crash from somewhere in the city. It was followed by a series of distant echoes, like something—or someone—was moving through the streets.

"What was that?" Woozi asked, his eyes narrowing as he listened.

"Probably just something falling," you replied, though you weren't entirely sure.

The group quickly descended from the roller coaster, heading toward the source of the noise. The shadows seemed to grow darker as you moved through the park, and the whispering grew louder.

"Guys, this is starting to get creepy," DK said, sticking close to you.

"I agree," Seungkwan replied, looking around nervously. "Maybe we should head back."

S.Coups turned to the group, his flashlight illuminating their anxious faces. "Okay, let's not take any chances. Let's head back the way we came."

As you made your way through the amusement park, you couldn't shake the feeling that you were being watched. The whispering continued, growing louder with each step. It was like the city itself was coming to life, its abandoned buildings and empty streets filled with unseen presences.

Just as you reached the entrance to the park, the gate slammed shut with a loud bang. Everyone jumped, and DK let out a small scream.

"What the—?" Vernon said, trying to push the gate open. It wouldn't budge.

"Why is it locked?" Joshua asked, his voice laced with concern.

"It's like someone's playing a prank on us," Jeonghan said, trying to lighten the mood. "Who's got the keys?"

"This isn't funny," you said, feeling a surge of anxiety. "We need to find another way out."

The group quickly headed back into the park, looking for another exit. The whispers seemed to be coming from all directions, and the darkness felt heavier. It was clear that something was not right.

As you moved through the park, you stumbled upon an old maintenance shed. The door was slightly ajar, and you could see a dim light coming from inside.

"Maybe there's a way out through here," Wonwoo suggested, pointing to the shed.

The group cautiously entered, their flashlights cutting through the darkness. Inside, the shed was filled with old tools and machinery. But what caught your attention was a map pinned to the wall, showing the layout of the amusement park.

"Look," you said, pointing to the map. "There's a service tunnel that leads out of the park. It's right behind this shed."

"Great, let's go!" Hoshi exclaimed, eager to get out of the park.

As you followed the map, you heard a loud bang from behind you. It was like something—or someone—had slammed a door shut. Everyone jumped, and Dino let out a small yelp.

"We need to get out of here," Woozi said, his voice tense. "This place is getting weird."

The group followed the map to the service tunnel, which was hidden behind a stack of old crates. It was narrow and dark, but it seemed to lead to an exit. You took the lead, flashlight in hand, guiding the group through the tunnel.

The whispers seemed to follow you, growing louder as you moved through the darkness. It was as if the city itself was alive, its unseen inhabitants watching your every move.

Finally, you reached the end of the tunnel, where a rusty door led to the street. You pushed it open, and a gust of fresh air greeted you. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

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tartarus | j.w.w

wonwoo and “akanen”

genre: angst, fluff, violence (it’s a john wick!au, y’all knew)

word count: 4.36k

inspiration: the fact that i watched within a week the entirety of the john wick franchise in the span of a week. “akanen” is a bit inspired by the general aesthetic and vibe of polyphia’s tim henson. “nasty” by polyphia (x)

note: omg it has been so long, but i’m excited to be writing wonwoo again!  “akanen” is an alias, but everything about them here is relatively ambiguous hehe.

one . tailoring

“how do you even make suits bulletproof?” wonwoo asked, trying not to shiver as he felt their fingers brush along his shoulders to measure them. they always had that effect on him since their days as room service when they cleaned his sheets in his time as a green assassin.

“there’s a lining of kevlar,” akanen responded softly, writing down the measurement before migrating to their seat and grabbing their and drawing out the design in their book. their pen, much like their shears and other personal effects, were a bold rose gold against the clinical chicness of the white walls and black furnishing.

“i can’t believe you chose this instead of administration,” he teased, earning an elbow towards his ribs for using their real name, “sorry, akanen.”

they glared, spinning the weighty pen between their fingers. wonwoo barely noticed how they flicked the nib of the pen to reveal a sharp blade at his chest; he smirked down at them, stealing a kiss from their lips. “not in public,” they hissed, eyes deathly as they retracted the blade back into the pen.

“darling,” he assured with a confident smirk, “it’s just us.”

“don’t get cocky,” they snapped, but as they looked around, their shoulders softened, “professionalism.”

“i can be professional.”

“apparently not. how are you going to get work done as a big shot free agent if you can’t keep your shit together around a tailor?” this time, the acridness diminished, and wonwoo knew they forgave his faux pas as they returned to their sketching.

“this is your first proper suit, akanen. for me. i want to celebrate.”

“i’ll make more, you know,” akanen indicated, eyes affixed to their book, “perhaps not often, since i’m more interested in the science aspect than the actual sewing.”

“and yet, you’re sewing my suit.” wonwoo smirked, tugging them close and firmly pressing his lips against theirs. akanen felt their skin prickle in the same way their boyfriend’s earlier.

“isn’t this better than being put to work in administration?” he inquired, thinking of the computers and monotonous voices that defined the clinical organization. they would fit in well, with their distance from blood and soothing tone. he wondered what his bounty would be.

however, wonwoo didn’t get a chance to consider that when akanen kissed him. they raised a poised brow about his faraway thoughts. a puff of a scoff escaped their throat as they silently chided him for focusing on impossible hypotheticals that would never occur. akanen definitely thought he was stupid, but that was the rule, rather than the exception.

with a roll of their eyes, akanen kissed him again, allowing their heart to beat rampantly and goosebumps to surface. secretly, they knew he was right about the administration idea.

two . wine tasting

the8 had learned all of wonwoo’s preferences for weapons, and wonwoo was certain a part of it was because akanen had a propensity for casually mentioning little details about him to fellow staff. the8, however, observed something different about his attire.

“you could always ask dokyeom to fix the sleeves,” the sommelier said plainly. always plainly, wonwoo realized. if he knew better, he would have thought most of the osaka strays would probably be better suited for administration than they would be providing services. it was also a safer alternative than being in the continental, because some people wouldn’t respect the rule of asylum. wonwoo reconsidered the idea; only vernon, the8, and akanen would be the best ones for it. they had the serenity for it, but their talents would be wasted.

“akanen made the suit; they’re just too busy to repair it,” wonwoo responded, as if that explained it. fortunately, the8 understood. no assassin went without their little superstitions.

the8 answered pensively, “concierges tend to be.”

that was true—with the transition into having woozi as a manager, he took akanen with him to be a concierge. they had too much potential slaving away behind a sketchbook and fabrics. in reality, wonwoo just didn’t want them to share their creations for others; selfishness wasn’t a luxury they could afford, and he didn’t give a flying fucking shit about that. akanen’s work was his, greedy for their expert hands and the little bits of rose gold that signified their work. nobody got to have that now that dokyeom was their tailor. wonwoo perceived that to be a good thing.

“akanen said you had a preference for italian or american varieties, though i suggest an austrian one for something lighter for your occasion.” when the8 presented him with the glock 34, wonwoo hummed appreciatively.

“i’ll take that for dinner, then.” with a prompt nod, he left and headed back to his accommodation, where he saw akanen leaving the bathroom with a smile too predatory to seem real. wonwoo’s eyes leered towards the table, where he found a bottle of champagne.

“what brought this about?” he wondered, reclining himself onto the bed. his pupils dilated as they slowly removed the silk robe they had to reveal the lace and silk adorning their frame, straddling wonwoo’s hips and engaging in a searing kiss. heat fired up in wonwoo’s body as his hands—his warm, large, heavy hands—pressed up against the small of their back.

“we never properly celebrated my promotion and how you’re the highest paid hitman in osaka.” a cocky smirk fell upon their lips as they ground their hips.

“wouldn’t that mean my bounty is higher than anyone in osaka?” he teased, “besides, that was two months ago.”

“shut up and just be happy that you’re making money, love,” they rolled their eyes (and hips), “and be happy about this surprise. i planned so much of this shit.”

wonwoo called their name, their real one, and their eyes softened. it was his turn to be cocky as he tugged the string of lace, releasing it and having it snap back against their taut figure. “relax, baby,” he growled into their ear, groaning as their needy fingers removed the black jacket. lips still entangled, the pair seemed like two reapers in the shadows.

osaka was dark, and the lovers were cocky. sue them—they were on top of the world. celebrations ran few and far between in their line of work. they deserved to love hard and reckless, they thought.

three . cartography

wonwoo pored over the layout of the catacombs with interest. “where did you find this?” he asked vernon, who smiled bashfully at the praise.

“trade secrets,” he responded blithely, in that sweet vernon-like way. it made wonwoo’s stomach roil unpleasantly.

it’s not something he noticed in the beginning, but the more he conversed with any of the strays, he realized how easily violence came to them. they weren’t out like him, obviously, but the perfunctory nature of how they discuss bloodshed is alarming. that has been something that has been scaring him more and more: the prevalence of that gnaw whenever he wasn’t working. it was starting to edge its way into work, as well.

vernon snapped the elder out of his reverie, “something troubling you?” wonwoo presumed he must have appeared panicked, because the other’s serene expression faded into a gentle concern.

a heavy sigh passed his lips, muttering to himself, “i should probably take more work.”

tilting his head in confusion, the cartographer wondered, “do you think that would make you feel better?” wonwoo immediately shook his head.

“not everyone can afford my rates anymore,” he said, “maybe that’s the worst part.”

“your services seem very lonely,” vernon’s visage contorted into contemplation, “it does make me wish to explore the outside more. sometimes, i’m a bit jealous.”

right, wonwoo considered. he forgot that the strays were bound to the continental for essentially eternity, lest they wanted to lose the asylum the hotel granted.

“is being in here a lonely way to live?” wonwoo returned the question, hoping to soothe the gnaw in his bones.

“i have the others, sure, but i think it’s hard because we’re all reminded that no matter what, we’ll always be connected to the life we wanted to leave. anyways, you might want to ask akanen about it—they’re always great at giving advice,” the younger says, taking the coins from the pile before shooing the taller one away with a flick of his hand.

wonwoo strode back to the lobby of the continental, attempting to soak in the tranquility of the osakan midday. it was a sensation he missed fondly, and he was enjoying reclaiming that feeling after being a reaper for so long. he loathed how quick it felt, how he couldn’t savor the feeling of petals on his skin and the warm browns that seemed more inviting than the clinical grays that the osaka continental displayed.

“welcome back, mr. jeon,” akanen greeted with a prim smile, “any additional services i can provide for you?” they raised an eyebrow at his troubled expression.

before he could answer, another man cleared his throat impatiently. graciously, wonwoo stood aside and let akanen be the gracious, perpetually accommodating concierge they were. “mr. choi, welcome back to the osaka continental. how can i help you?” they said. wonwoo observed the effortless way their hand with their rose gold gel pen and their nails sparkle dully with their dusty rose dip polish that served as their strongest armor in the world.

that was the reminder for wonwoo about akanen—they were still tethered to this world, no matter how much he attempted to drag them into the land of the living. he tried to think about how their nail polish color was so reminiscent of blood caked between his fingers.

four . excommunicado

for all intents and purposes, life in the continental was systematic, reminding wonwoo of how the underworld might have functioned. woozi was the deity himself, answering the prayers and demands of those that requested an audience with him. the8, dokyeom, and vernon were the judges, deciding upon the level of care and service based on the people they interact with. or, perhaps they were cerberus, protectors of the realm in their own way. akanen, rightfully so, is the ferryman, providing passage to and from the bloody underworld and the wondrous land of the living.

it’s that tether that hindered wonwoo’s ability to tell them about his decision. the marker rested heavily in his palm as they stared at him. it was better that they didn’t know what the exchange was. “stay safe,” they murmured against his lips as they kissed in akanen’s room.

“i always do.” he let them muss his hair, reveling in whatever fucked sign of ownership it was. bitterly, he tried to remember how it all felt before he knew the end was near. “i don’t trust s.coups, but do what you must.”

“i love you,” he whispered reverently, saying their full name. for once, akanen didn’t hit him in remonstration for once, and he savored the victory before duty called him away.

s.coups was a powerful ally to have, especially as they scoped out the building. “you didn’t tell them,” he commented to the taller male, adjusting his scope to find his target.

“they’re a part of this. they can’t leave,” wonwoo said plainly, “i’d rather it end this way, rather than have it go down in embers and smoke.”

“it’s the high table—everything will end in smoke and embers because we might not live long enough for it.”

“akanen will, and we all know it. they love the thrill of their job. they’re the best concierge in the world. nobody is going to squander that talent—not even me.”

“deciding this for you both will hurt them more,” s.coups foreboded; upon the signal, wonwoo fired the rifle.

celebrations undertook a more morose undertone in akanen’s room. in between feverish kisses and whispers of his name, he beseeched, “your real name tonight, please.”

strangely, as if sensing his desperation, akanen acquiesced to his request with featherlight nods and perfunctory whimpers into his too-greedy maw. the wall was as good as the bed, and wonwoo was eager to pin them against the smooth surface, wrapping their legs around his waist with the strength of hercules. he noted that they were peculiarly more accommodating than usual. he would take that into his memory later.

they’re softer this time, pliant under his touch when they’re usually the puppet master. wonwoo can discern the new pieces of ink along their sternum. akanen’s eyes grew hooded as he paid reverence to the leaves and arrows winding around their skin. he tried to let their hushed mewls ingrain themselves in his ear. he’d never hear this any longer.

by the time the sun rose, wonwoo had left no trace of his presence. he couldn’t kiss akanen’s serene expression. it would kill him if he spared them one glance. he wondered if this was how greek heroes felt when trying to leave the underworld.

he faced the sun when he exited, and he felt at peace.

akanen rose to the sun, and tried to desperately call wonwoo’s number with tears in their eyes and heavy pants.

the phone number stopped working.

five . dinner reservation 

wonwoo wasn’t sure how to feel that s.coups only gave him six years out in the sun before duty called at his door. he wasn’t rusty on his skills—there was no way his master would approve of it—though the knife felt heavier in his hand than before. his floors had never seen so much crimson in their fucking lives.

shakily, he dials the numbers, a phantom of all the other times he’s had to do this. “this is the osaka continental hotel. you’re speaking to the concierge on duty. how may i direct your call?”

wonwoo tried not to gasp at the familiar raspy timbre at the other end of the line. keeping a measured tone, he answered, “i’d like to make a dinner reservation, please.”

“for how many?” he heard a puff of smoke on the other end. did they start vaping? he didn’t ponder the question long as he scanned the many bodies along his hardwood.

“twelve. i also need accommodation.”

“for how many nights?” now, there’s typing on a keyboard. more accurately, he was sure it was a typewriter-style keyboard. woozi always liked having them maintain as many analog systems as possible.

“three. i’ll check in tomorrow.”

“will that be all?” he got a room. he would see them in the morning. that was all that mattered. he hummed an assent. “what is your address to hold the dinner reservation?” wonwoo reported it, and they bid farewell. if he could, he would pace around his small, now decrepit, apartment. yet, he couldn’t, not wanting to track blood all over the floor.

mingyu arrived not long after, and even if it is just him, he worked in the same osaka continental way of clinical efficiency. he was also the only one with any sort of mobility among the strays, unbounded by the laws of sanctuary and monikers. wonwoo surmised that it’s because of his lack of bindings that made mingyu more conversational.

“they’re pissed,” he said with an acrid brightness, “but, i think you know that.”

“how are they?”

mingyu pondered the question intently as he shoved another wrapped corpse into the trunk. “you wouldn’t recognize them.”

“good thing?”

“maybe for them. they needed to feel like they were a new being. woozi had to comfort them the first two nights. now, they’re comforting the rest of us.” wonwoo’s shoulders tensed as he paid the cleaner and stared at the spotless floor now that mingyu finished his dinner reservation.

he wasn’t sure what he would see tomorrow. all he knew that his welcome wouldn’t be as well-received with them.

six . accommodation

mingyu was right, wonwoo realized—akanen looked almost unrecognizable from the six years he’s been out in the sun. they blended a type of edginess to their ferryman-type job; their usually slicked hair was much fluffier in this textured wolf cut. the tousled texture gave way towards the masterpiece of ink on their neck. wonwoo wasn’t sure what it was, but he saw fans and lines and maybe an engine. there were a fair bit of circles.

they still had a thing for rose gold, he noticed on their nails and the various pens on their table. akanen was still a creature of consistency, even if they looked like they belonged in a rock band. obviously, the new ink wasn’t limited to just their neck; on their hands, there was a weaving of leaves and serpents. as they raked their hair back, wonwoo thought that they had only gotten more beautiful and more dangerous. after a deep inhale, he approached the desk.

“three nights, correct?” akanen said without sparing him a glance. they must have thought that he looked like a vampire, ageless and having never left.

he hummed an assent, words caught in his throat as they slid over the room key. his fox eyes lingered past their fingers to the pen charging in the outlet. “you smoke?” he asked, unsure if he wanted to hear the answer.

“sometimes, when shift’s rough.” akanen’s lashes fluttered slowly as they blinked. it left no room for conversation, even if he tried to apologize. the concierge obviously didn’t want to hear it.

“dino,” they called quietly, and the newest stray (because no way in fucking shit did wonwoo recognize him) approached the desk. “finish with mr. jeon, will you? gonna go out back for a smoke.”

“got it,” the other reported dutifully, and the other left.

for all his skill, dino tried, and wonwoo knew he shouldn’t be a fucking dick about it, but dino wasn’t akanen, and it showed. he was a bit clumsier operating the keyboard and interface, and his movements were rougher. “you’re a legend,” dino acknowledged with too much awe, “but, akanen doesn’t like you.”

“i know—we had history.”

“they told me about that,” dino pondered, “they were pretty angry when i was first here.”

“when did they pick up vaping?”

“before i came. that was a few years ago.” the conversation died there, and wonwoo moved to the elevator.

seven . medical

shit. wonwoo forgot how much gunshot wounds sucked as he clutched his shoulder while climbing up the stairs to the osaka continental. it was late; nobody was in to help tend to injuries. incheon had a medic; osaka didn’t.

the only one adept enough at medical procedures was woozi, but he was too pissed off to want to help wonwoo beyond what was strictly necessary. the others were similar, because all the osaka strays stuck together, and they were most likely asleep or busy. that happened to leave the only person on duty to potentially help, if they were in one of those moods.

when he staggered in, the only noise was akanen typing on the commodore vic 20. he couldn’t help his blush at the sight of them. even though they made a point to not speak to him, he supposed all he could do now was pray they were in an indulgent mood. “is the manager in?” he asked wearily when he reached the reception desk. akanen spared him a furtive, cursory glance.

“i’m currently the concierge on duty—woozi is handling other affairs. how can i assist you?”

“medic, please.” that was enough to prompt them to peer over their perch. their eyes widened slightly, and they immediately shrugged off their blazer, passing it off to him to have more pressure for the wound. he gulped seeing the planes of inked muscle that their tank top exposed. “come along,” they mumbled gingerly, their strides brisk towards the elevator. wonwoo winced, but tried to keep up. he didn’t know how long they would extend their charitability towards him. he could taste iron in his mouth, which was something akanen sensed. of course they could sense it—they were a concierge, after all. they built their career after sensing needs.

passing him their vape pen, akanen said, “inhale some—it tastes like lychee.” he took some, and understood why they enjoyed the taste on their tongue. he passed it back to them when the elevator dinged, and they rushed him to their quarters. “shirt off,” they demanded as they scuffled into their room, grabbing a mixture of a sewing kit and first aid kit. wonwoo collapsed against the wall once he did what was requested of him.

the position they took to help remove the bullet lodged in his shoulder felt so heavy, reminiscent of the times where they actually had affection for him. straddling his waist, they lodged their tweezers into the wound, fishing out the bullet and silencing his groans with the vape pen to his mouth. they fed some thread onto a needle, starting to suture the gaping wound. he hissed; they smirked at him being a purported wimp about it now that he was unfamiliar with the pain. “i didn’t realize you were a medic,” he exhaled, even daring to use their real name. they didn’t object to that faux pas.

“sewing skin isn’t far off from sewing fabric, wonwoo.” a pregnant pause wafted over them, even as they finished sewing up his wound. “you still use the suit i made you.” the iciness in their eyes melted only minutely at that realization.

“because i’ve always been yours,” he responded easily, “i thought about you. i saw you in everything out there.”

“did you now?” they bit back, before sighing skeptically, “you haven’t changed at all.”

“you have.” the new tattoos their camisole exposed and the haircut said as much. their harder shell did, as well. “i couldn’t take being here for so long. i had to go for me. it was selfish, i know, but it was something i needed.”

they studied his eyes, and he couldn’t run. not with how they were straddling his waist, holding the tools to both his demise and his salvation. in their own way, they asked, “do you think you could fall in love with me like this?” he knew what they meant: tethered to this world, cautious, a bit in love with causing him pain.

as if he was breathing air, he answered, “would you let me?”

the fact that they let him spend the night in their room was enough for him to know. so was his mended suit jacket.

eight . deconsecration

“so, we’re fucked,” akanen grumbled as they stalked around the saferoom and its weapons. they were the only one of the strays other than woozi to stay; they were the only ones trained to kill prior to joining the osaka staff.

“don’t say that, akanen,” woozi chided as he tried to get them to cease their pacing. wonwoo found the sight amusing, the shorter manager chasing his concierge akin to a small wildcat attempting to stop a hungry panther on the prowl. “there’s three of us, and we’ll fare fine.”

“jihoon, our odds against an army of high table fuckers isn’t good with just the three of us,” they sniped back, a dismayed scowl on their generally pretty visage at all of the gun choices. they settle on the walther, loading up several magazines with a precise hand.

“watch your manners, akanen. professionalism,” the manager warned. wonwoo raised his eyebrow at the use of woozi’s real name.

“well, it doesn’t quite matter right now, given the fucking hotel has been deconsecrated,” akanen retorted, their eyes heavy on the two other men in the room. the assassin wasn’t sure how much of that resentment was towards him. “fucking idiots.”

“since when did you start cursing every other sentence, love?” wonwoo tested the waters with them, their rose gold nails and tattoos beautiful and dangerous. they abandoned their blazer on the couch next to woozi.

“i don’t want to hear it from you, mongrel,” akanen hissed without heat. he took the tenuous victory it was, as did woozi, who dawdled elsewhere to set up the laser failsafe for when the guards came. that left them alone.

the assassin stalked towards the concierge, his calloused hands brushing their smooth cheeks. knocking their foreheads together, he observed how the tautness in their shoulders faded out into something easier. good, he concluded, shooting would be much easier. their eyes, those cold eyes that haunted his dreams and nightmares, closed as their breath fanned along his lips. he could taste the artificial lychee there, a new addition to their dark edges. he welcomed it hungrily.

“i’m sorry,” he whispered, “for putting you into this mess.”

“well, you and woozi did, wonwoo.” a twisted smirk curled around their lips, “fucking idiots, the lot of you.”

“trust me?” he implored, backing away just for a moment. akanen’s smile furrowed into something more sinister, more unimpressed as they raised an eyebrow. trust was hard to come by with them, now that they seemed to enjoy causing him misery in their vengeful little ways.

as if paying tribute for safe passage into the underworld, he presented them with a rifle safely shrouded in the corner. their eyes glowed upon closer inspection of their tribute; it wasn’t that reckless glow from six years ago, but some mutation of it in a more cautious form of excitement, even with the rose on their cheeks. wonwoo prayed that they still had a fondness for the sks from back when they first met. akanen, after he called their true name, smirked just barely as they took the rifle from him. “type 56 sks,” they acknowledged in approval, latching the sight onto it.

their inked hands snatched a belt of ammunition, and before they left the safe to climb up the beams, they offered a fleeting, genuine smile that made him blush like a schoolboy. sure, it wasn’t the reckless and feverish kiss from their youth; however, wonwoo couldn’t expect that from a concierge that loved making him suffer by questioning the malleable nature of their relationship now that they trusted him.

as he readied his aim several moments later as the guards arrived, all he thought was how things that leave the underworld still came back on the ferry. if it was with his precious ferryman, he would revel in its darkness.

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