#we don't talk about the billion oneshots i have

[nemaliwrites]

2025 WIP Cleanout

anyway i was thinking about Jessica Abel's thoughts on idea debt and @/bettsfic's newsletter on triaging wips and realized there is a LOT of drawerfic i have that my brain refuses to actually leave in the proverbial drawer

it was easy then to be like 'ok whatever i'll just scrap this' but harder to realize that...i don't actually want to scrap them

i don't know if it's the ideas themselves that keep haunting me or the potential that i know those stories can have if only i put the work in - so here is me, vowing to put the work in

i've got 4 fics, over 300k more words to write, and a plan of action for all of them - here's everything i've got on the list (they all have titles too so that's how you know i'm serious about them LOL)

Something Man-Made is Here

Beef, Amy/Danny, Amy/Paul

this one is what inspired this cleanout bc i've literally had this fic on the backburner FOREVER :') i first started it back in june 2023 and wrote like 20k words before taking a break. then i picked it back up for nano 2023 and wrote the 50k before taking another break. finally in july 2024 i wrote the last 30k and then promptly buried the doc so deep in my folders that i didn't look at it again

i do think this one has good bones and is worth polishing up, but i mean, to state the obvious...absolutely no one is going to read this. there are like 10 fics for this fandom - for so long i've been feeling like it would be a waste of time to fix this up.

but!!! it wouldn't!!!! because as we have established, this will keep haunting me until i actually do something about it. so! plan of action

currently, the draft is around 100k and 27 chapters. but! it is a mess

i think the final chapter count will actually be less....chapters 24-27 feel like they could be consolidated into one or two, just to tighten up the pacing a bit

the entire thing also needs probably a straight up rewrite so....that will be fun

a lot of the smaller things this needs - a sweep for pacing, characterization, etc etc - will probably be covered in the rewrite so i just need to put the time in

final word count will probably be somewhere around 80-100k? i think a lot of what i have will be cut and replaced, so it'll also be tightened up

2. Hold Up Our Mirrors

AI: The Somnium Files, Iris & Saito

started this one back in february 2023...wow. it's currently sitting at 17k words, but i think the reason i dropped it is because it has no audience except for me [do you see a pattern here...] and also because it needed a lot of canon review that i wasn't really in the mood to do

this one also has good bones! back when i started this, i found the theme/motif that i wanted it to center around, so that's a lot of the groundwork done.

canon reviewwww.....i have no idea who these people are anymore.

probably will scrap most of what i have and start fresh, mostly bc i was in a very different place when i wrote this and i think starting over will help put me back into the headspace of the story

good bones good bones!! i actually have most of the major beats of the story already written down, so most of the rewrite's focus will be on characterization rather than plot

i don't think this one should be very long? [fully aware that i will probably eat my words] i was thinking around 50k, so we'll see

3. Swim Back to Your Shore

Persona 4, Yu & Nanako, Yu & Investigation Team

ahhh another fic that will only appeal to me. this one is actually more recent than the others on the list..i started it back in august 2024. so far, i've got 29k written, but about 20k of that was written with dictation, so it's more of a zero draft than anything coherent.

the first like...8k though, i'm actually quite happy with! don't think it'll require as much work as the rest

okiee first of all, need to rewrite all of the dictation-written chapters (5 of them) into something resembling prose

after that, actually, i think it's just writing the rest? the plot is like.....a vague mishmash of things that only exists in my head, so finding the right thread to pull might take a while

thinking around 80k for this one

4. Maybe Life Will Love You Home

Miraculous Ladybug, Shadybug/Claw Noir

so this one might actually appeal to people other than me!! all....two of you LOL

started this one back in may 2024, and originally meant to finish it for the ML big bang, but..idk the vibes were off, so i scrapped that idea. this one's currently sitting at 15k, but i think i need to start fresh with this one too.

read through what i have and cannibalize it for ideas

just write! for this one at least, the plot is a bit more concrete in my head? maybe bc i've been thinking about it for so long....haunting me...

thinking also around 80k for this one!

deadline for all of these is by the end of the year, 2025. godspeed, future me

[natalynsie]

Let's Don't Forget About It (Noco Oneshot)

Was Noah a little bit scared for sleepovers at Owen’s after what happened last time?

Yeah. A little.

Trent having a video of Noah cuddling with Cody and kissing his ear for some reason was pretty embarrassing. Also, Owen might have the video by now, Noah wasn’t sure.

But, nevertheless, Noah was invited to a sleepover yet again. Thankfully, this time it was only with Eva, Izzy, Cody, and, of course, Owen. Noah figured he’d be able to stand that. There were only so many things that could go wrong, and even if they did, he only had to live with four people knowing.

“Hey Noah!” Owen greeted, opening the door seconds after Noah knocked.

“Hey Owen,” Noah greeted monotonely.

“Everyone’s already here,” Owen informed. “We’re gonna watch Mean Girls right now.”

“Are you serious?”

“Yeah! It’s my favorite movie.”

Noah sighed. “Fine. Whatever.”

Noah followed Owen down the thin, dim stairway to the open, carpeted family room. Owen’s house always made Noah feel a certain way. It had three stories: the top one being fairly small, only containing a few bedrooms and bathrooms; the middle one being the kitchen, dining room, living room, one bedroom, and a bathroom; the basement was dim and open, and was covered in white carpet and cheap furniture. It gave Noah a sense of nostalgia even though his home was never anything like Owen’s.

As Noah sat on the couch, he saw Cody on the other end with his head resting on his palm. Izzy was doing cartwheels around the basement, and Eva was cursing at the TV. trying to get it to play the movie.

“Your TV is stupid!” She yelled as Owen walked in.

“Are you pressing enter?” Owen asked, walking up to Eva and the remote.

“Yeah! That’s the button you’re supposed to use when you’re selecting something, idiot!”

“You have to select TV again.”

Eva selected the button and the movie started playing. “Oh.”

Owen giggled and Eva blushed.

“Hey! It’s not funny!” Eva yelled, sitting down on the couch between Noah and Cody.

As Owen skipped through the commercials while sitting on the ground, Eva started tapping her foot.

“Move, Noah, this seat’s uncomfortable.”

Before he knew it, Noah was being picked up and dropped in the middle of the couch and Eva laid on the side of the couch where Noah was previously.

“Wow, real nice of you,” Noah commented.

“Shut up!” Eva responded. “The movie’s starting.”

“Oh come on, everyone’s seen this movie like, a billion times. It’s just Cady talking to her parents.”

“Eva, if you’ve ever been to a sleepover, you would know watching movies is so we can comment on them,” Izzy said.

“I actually never saw this,” Cody stated.

Noah looked at Cody with a look of surprise. “No way. My sister made me watch this with her literally every day for a month when I was 14.”

Cody shrugged. “I never really had any interest in watching it. I’m not big on movies.”

“You’re going to love it,” Owen told Cody.

“You won’t,” Noah disagreed. “It’s so basic and boring.”

“Blah blah blah, WHATEVER,” Eva yelled.

So, for the next few minutes, the group was quiet.

Noah was pretty stiff against the couch, because Eva was right, it was uncomfortable. This part of the movie was pretty boring, but then again, Noah thought the entire movie was boring. Either way, nobody had anything to say so far.

“Why do they have cliques like that?” Cody asked as the camera zoomed through the cafeteria. “Why does their cafeteria even look like that?”

“That’s what I’m saying!” Noah agreed.

“I’ll agree on that one,” Izzy said. “Why do they have to separate the smart asians and the hot asians? We all know that Noah is both so that’s inaccurate.”

Noah coughed loudly. “Sorry, what?”

First off, the movie had not said ‘smart asians’ and ‘hot asians’, it had said ‘asian nerds’ and ‘cool asians’. Second off, Noah had never thought himself to look good, nevermind hot. He was average. Probably a little under that. He hadn’t ever put effort into his looks or cared about them until a couple months ago, and the only people who ever commented on it were Cody and his sister.

He was pretty glad Cody was one of the people who noticed, because that’s really, embarrassingly, who he was dressing up for. But Noah still wasn’t attractive.

“She isn’t wrong,” Cody stated.

Noah stopped. He looked straight forward at the TV and did not dare look at Cody.

Cody thinks I’m hot.

It was moments like these that Noah had to wonder. Maybe Cody did like him. Maybe Noah should ask him out.

But then again, Noah was a coward. And whenever he thought about the moments after they happened, he convinced himself they were totally platonic. Cody didn’t like him and never would.

Noah brought the knee closest to Cody up to his face and laid on it to cover it. He didn’t want anyone looking at him at a time like this, especially not Cody.

Eva snickered from next to him.

Wow. Noah was stuck in a room with people who all knew he liked Cody and Cody.

Noah took a sneaking glance at Cody, who turned out to be looking at him.

“Dude, are you okay?” Cody asked.

“Yeah, why?” Noah lied.

“You aren’t. Are you embarrassed or something?”

“No. I’m not.”

“You totally are,” Cody smiled. “What, do you not know you’re hot?”

“I think it’s because you said it,” Eva grinned.

“What the heck Eva?” Noah yelled. “It is not.”

“You weren’t acting like that when Izzy said it.”

“...I needed time to process. I was surprised.”

“Well, now you can have comfort knowing that you’re hot,” Cody stated.

Noah pinched the top of his nose. “Please stop talking.”

Cody shrugged and went back to laying on his side of the couch.

A few other exchanges occurred while watching the movie, but Noah didn’t really pay much attention.

~~~

“We should have a fashion show!” Izzy exclaimed.

Noah rubbed his eyes. “For god’s sake, where would we find anything fashionable in this house?”

“Oh don’t worry. I brought a ton of extra clothes. Just in case I have to run away and live in the woods, you know? And I have some accessories so we can totally be stylish with it. This movie really inspired me to dress up! Come on!”

Izzy ran out of the room, upstairs, and back downstairs with her bag before anyone even bothered to follow her. She quickly laid out all her clothes on the floor. “Okay, let’s pick our outfits!”

“Izzy, I am not going to fit in those,” Owen said.

“Well this is your house, go get your own clothes!”

“I’m not gonna fit either,” Eva stated.

“Don’t worry, I have some clothes big enough to fit you,” Izzy smiled, handing Eva what remained in the bag. “This is the big stuff.”

“Okay then,” Eva turned, walking into the bathroom to change.

“I’m gonna grab some nice clothes from my room,” Owen told the group before running upstairs.

Noah studied the clothes in front of him. He obviously wasn’t going to wear Izzy’s miniskirts and crop-tops, he would never subject himself to such torture. Plus, even though Noah wasn’t as big as Owen or Eva, he probably still wouldn’t fit in a lot of Izzy’s clothes.

Unfortunately, it seemed most of Izzy’s clothes were tight.

Noah ended up picking some jean shorts, a green flannel, a blue pajama shirt, and hoping for the best.

After changing, Noah looked in the mirror.

Jean shorts were not his style. He figured womens’ clothing in general was not his style. He hated how short the shorts were, he didn’t like shorts in general, but at least they were baggier than the rest of what Izzy had.

The flannel was much more his thing, and was very anti-Izzy. He was surprised she had it at all. He liked it, and figured maybe he should get a flannel of his own.

The pajama shirt he had picked really because everything else Izzy owned was a crop top, and he liked that too.

The outfit worked surprisingly better than he thought it would. But before he exited the room, he decided to wear his own jeans instead. He hated the shorts. A lot.

“Next,” Noah shouted as he exited the bathroom.

“Noah! Get over here!” Owen shouted from down the hall.

Noah walked over to where Owen was standing. “What?”

“We’re gonna go down the catwalk!” Owen pointed to some wooden planks placed going from the hallway into a room. “Izzy’s filming.”

“She’s what?”

“Don’t worry, we aren’t sending it to anyone but each other. Anyways, take a blanket so you don’t ruin the surprise like you already did for me.”

It was at this point Noah realized Owen had been wearing a blanket. “Oh, yeah, okay.”

Noah wrapped the blanket around his body and laughed at the stupidity of it, and then followed Owen into the room of the catwalk. Soon enough, Cody followed.

“Okay!” Izzy yelled as Cody walked into the room, wearing a blanket. “Eva’s getting ready to walk the walk and Cody just came out! Too bad it was the bathroom and not the closet. Anyway, presenting the fabulous Eva!”

Owen clapped and Cody facepalmed with a laugh. And sure enough, Eva came down the catwalk and dropped her blanket, revealing her outfit. She wore a mid-thigh length blue skirt, white tank top, and green jacket. She did a little spin with a straight face before she made it to the end of the catwalk and started laughing.

Noah found himself laughing with her.

“I feel so dumb!” She giggled. “Why don’t you have any big clothes that match!”

Izzy shrugged with a smile. “Owen, you're up next!”

Owen ran around the other door to the catwalk, dropping his blanket dramatically. He wore a long-sleeved white shirt… and a yellow skirt?

He started pretending he knew how to do ballet as he danced the catwalk and the other four of the group laughed.

“Where did you get your skirt?” Noah asked.

“I stole it from my mom,” Owen smiled, sitting down.

“Okay, Noah!” Izzy shouted.

Noah sighed and went around the wall, dropping his blanket on the floor before he got to the catwalk. He stepped on the catwalk and rolled his eyes, struck a pose with one hand up and one on his hip, and stepped off. As he sat down, he smiled.

“Cody, you’re up next!” Izzy exclaimed.

Cody ran around the wall to the catwalk. He was smiling as he dropped his blanket and spun around. He wore a denim skirt, green top, and dark green jacket. With every step he did a different pose and at the end did another spin, looked straight into the camera, winked, and burst out laughing as he walked to his chair.

“Okay okay I’m next! Eva, hold the camera!” Izzy ran around the wall and the catwalk where she revealed herself wearing a pink miniskirt, long-sleeve pink crop top, and a white spaghetti strap crop top over it. She did a front-handspring down the catwalk and did a peace sign to the camera.

“Woo!” Owen yelled and started clapping.

Cody and Noah started clapping too and Eva ended the video.

“Well, you didn’t look half-bad,” Cody joked. “You made that pajama shirt work.”

“Whatever. You look good too.”

~~~

“Let’s play roll call,” Eva suggested.

After the fashion show, the group had changed back into their normal clothes and decided to just talk for a minute. But soon enough, they got bored.

“I’ve never heard of that,” Noah informed.

“Oh, it’s so much fun. I used to play it with my sister and her friends all the time. They always made me be it first, but whatever. And we would probably be better off with more people, but we can still play.”

“So… how do you play?” Cody asked.

“So first, there’s a leader,” Eva began. “Then there’s a kidnapper. The lights all have to be off and we walk around the house in a single file line except for the kidnapper. The kidnapper has to grab people from the end of the line one by one. When they’re taken, they all have to hide. Every once in a while, the leader has to say ‘roll call’ and everyone left has to say present. When the leader is alone, they turn on the lights and start seeking.”

“Sounds fun! I’ll be it.” Izzy grinned.

“I want to be the leader,” Owen added. “I think I’d get too scared not being the leader.”

“Great! Let’s turn off the lights.”

Noah reluctantly stood up as Eva, Izzy, and Owen ran upstairs to turn off all the lights.

“I just know I’m gonna get the shit scared out of me,” Noah stated.

“Same here.” Cody rubbed his arm. “I feel like I’m gonna scream and ruin the game.”

Noah nodded. “Let’s just turn off the lights down here. I think the other three have the rest of the house covered.”

Cody walked off to another section of the basement while Noah went down the hallway, turning off all the lights that remained on. As he came back, he bumped his forehead into something.

“Ow!” Or someone.

“Sorry,” Noah apologized while rubbing his forehead. “I didn’t see you.”

“Well yeah, duh. We just turned off all of the lights in the basement. Where are you?”

“I’m right here.”

Noah stuck his hand out to reach for wherever Cody was so he wouldn’t bump into him.

And his hand met another hand.

“Sorry!” Cody apologized loudly, removing his hand

“You didn’t even do anything,” Noah replied, grabbing Cody’s hand back. He was glad Cody couldn’t see him smiling in the dark. “It would be better to know where you are anyways. Let’s just go find the others.”

Noah wasn’t sure if Cody responded, but it seemed as if he had nodded or something along those lines because he followed Noah up the stairs while holding his hand.

Noah felt the walls around the narrow steps and eventually found himself at a closed door.

“Hello?” Cody asked. “Where are you guys?”

Silence.

“Are you guys there?”

Silence.

“What the fuck are they doing?” Noah asked, pulling Cody through the kitchen while holding onto the wall. “Are we going to play or what?”

Cody followed Noah as he guided him through the house. “Are they trying to mess with us or something?”

“Probably,” Noah responded.

“Where are the light switches anyway so we can find them?”

“I have no idea where the light switches are when there’s no doors. There’s no doors on the main floor except for like, two.”

The two stayed in silence for a minute.

Then, there was a scream.

Cody stopped. “Was that Eva?”

“They’re messing with us. Definitely.”

“Wanna go back downstairs? So we can turn on the lights?”

Noah groaned. “You’re such a chicken. Look, they’re gonna make fun of us if we turn the lights on. I mean, we could probably scare them back if we wanted to anyways. Should we?”

“AAAHHH!” Cody shrieked, running straight into Noah’s back and tripping.

“Cody, what the fuck?”

“Get the fuck up I’m out of here!” Cody shouted, tugging at Noah’s arm.

Noah stood up and held Cody’s arm as they started running. “We’re going to run into something, what happened, are you okay?”

“This cold ass hand just touched my back! No, I am not okay. Where the hell am I and where’s the door?”

“Leave,” a horrifying voice bellowed.

“Okay, that’s demonic,” Noah stated. “The fuck type of prank are they trying to play? And who is that?”

“I don’t care if it’s a prank or what, I am leaving this house,” Cody said. “Oh, this is a doorknob.”

Cody presumably turned the knob and opened the door. “Shit, it’s the basement.”

Noah heard footsteps behind them.

“Fuck it,” Cody said, and ran down the stairs.

“Don’t kill me!” Noah yelled.

“I’m trying not to!”

As Noah and Cody reached the bottom of the stairs, they began to hear a laugh. A familiar one.”

“I can’t take it!” Izzy yelled, flicking on a light switch at the top of the stairs. ��It’s too funny!”

Cody sighed. “Izzy you scared me half to death.”

“Me too, honestly,” Noah admitted.

“You, you guys started sprinting!” Izzy cackled. “Oh my gosh. I scared Eva too! She screamed so loud but then I told her to play along!”

Noah rolled his eyes. “Very funny.”

“Are you guys holding hands?”

Noah looked down to his and Cody’s hands. He quickly released his hand and crossed his arms, a slight tint of red on his face.

“How did you get your hand to be so cold?” Cody asked, dodging the question.

“I stuck it in the freezer. I guess I should go tell Owen I’m done scaring people.”

Noah’s mouth fell open. “You mean he didn’t have to fall victim to this torture?”

“Yup! Now, we should play that roll call game. It sounds fun!”

“Nuh uh.” Cody shook his head. “I am done getting scared today.”

~~~

“Can we just hang out and play some music?” Cody asked.

The group was laying on the carpeted floor of Owen’s basement, tired after Izzy had pulled shenanigans instead of playing a game like normal people.

“After all of that, that’s the only thing I want to do,” Eva sighed.

“Nobody loves music like Eva,” Izzy smiled.

“It’s true,” Eva agreed. “I call first song.”

Eva pulled out her mp3 player and picked a song.

Noah listened to the beginning, and it wasn’t even seconds until he recognized the song. “Cemetery Drive? Really?”

“What? It’s my favorite song right now,” Eva responded.

“I’ve never heard this in my life, how did you recognize it so fast?” Cody asked.

“Remember my cousin, Caleb?” Noah returned.

“Yeah…”

“He loves My Chemical Romance.”

“Your family has been relating to this sleepover one too many times,” Owen said.

At this point, Noah glanced to where Owen was sitting up at a desk, opening firefox.

“What are you doing?” Noah asked.

“I want to open this up so we can pick a song that isn’t Eva’s,” Owen stated.

“Thank god. Lemme see.”

Noah walked over to the computer and looked up his favorite song. “Play this when Eva’s music ends.”

Owen smiled. “I love that song!”

“Everyone loves that song,” Noah smirked.

Eventually Eva’s song came to an end and at this point everyone except Izzy was off of the floor. Owen pressed play on the video Noah had pulled up.

Izzy perked up as the song started playing. “Oh my gosh! I love Smooth! Owen, come dance with me!

Man, it’s a hot one

Izzy grabbed Owen and started shaking her arms and his to the beat.

Like seven inches from the midday sun

She twirled around and let go of his hands.

I hear you whispering the words, melt everyone

Cody smiled as he watched them dance and stood up, taking Eva’s hand.

But you stay so cool

Cody twirled as well, copying the same movement that Izzy had moments before. Noah watched them with a small smile, standing next to the wall.

My muñequita

Izzy pushed past Cody and into Eva’s arms.

My Spanish harlem Mona Lisa

Izzy rocked Eva side to side and Eva smiled dumbly.

You’re my reason for reason

Cody made his way over to Owen and Owen himself did a twirl.

The step in my groove

Cody stepped a foot forward and Owen took one backwards.

And if you said this life ain’t good enough

Izzy dragged Noah into the middle, taking his arms and running them both around in a circle before dropping him.

I would give my world to lift you up

Owen caught Noah and picked him up off the floor.

I would change my life to better suit your mood

Eva dragged Noah out and awkwardly wiggled his arms. “I’m not really a dancer,” She smiled.

Because you’re so smooth

Before Noah could respond ‘can any of us?’ Cody stole Noah from Eva and walked backwards to an area free of the other three.

And it’s just like the ocean under the moon

Cody spun him around the same way Izzy did, but didn’t drop him.

It’s the same as the emotion that I get from you

He twirled Noah around before catching his shoulder.

You got the kinda lovin’ that can be so smooth

Cody twirled himself around between Noah’s arms.

Give me your heart, make it real, or else forget about it

He ducked out and mouthed the words before winking and letting go.

The song continued without lyrics for a few moments, and Noah stood there, stunned. Throughout this entire time, Noah had not had the time to process anything that happened.

Cody had spent a lot of time dancing with him. Everyone else only lasted a couple lines but Cody just… kept dancing with Noah. Maybe he was overthinking, maybe Cody just really liked the song too.

But Cody winked at him.

And Noah’s heart was racing a million miles per hour.

And he was out of breath.

And hoping Cody wasn’t paying attention.

But I’ll tell you one thing

Izzy whisked Cody away from where he had begun dancing by himself.

If you would leave it’d be a crying shame

Izzy spun herself and Cody as they both smiled widely.

And every breath and every word

Owen and Eva took each other's arms and Owen basically threw her around in a circle with one arm around him.

I hear your name calling me out

Eva smiled and did the same to him.

Out from the barrio

Izzy grabbed Noah again just to do a dance move on her own, and Noah just moved to the rhythm himself.

You hear my rhythm on your radio

Owen joined the two with a smile on his face, rocking his hips back and forth.

You feel the turning of the world, so soft and slow

Eva made her way into the circle spinning by herself.

Turnin’ you round and round

Cody yet again returned to Noah and spun him around three times.

And if you said this life ain’t good enough

Eva began to mutter the lyrics to herself while Izzy practically yelled them. Owen and Noah watched them both, Owen mouthing the lyrics and Noah just smiling. Cody began to dance by himself as well, also lip-syncing.

I would give my world to lift you up

Owen held Izzy up by her waist in the air as she giggled.

I would change my life to better suit your mood

Cody turned towards Noah, and while still dancing on his own, opened his eyes and mouthed the lyrics happily in his direction.

Because you’re so smooth

Noah found himself smiling back and started lip syncing to the lyrics himself.

And it’s just like the ocean under the moon

Cody’s grin grew wider and he took Noah’s left hand with his right.

It’s the same as the emotion that I get from you

Though they both did their own independent dance moves, they kept their hands together.

You got the kinda lovin’ that can be so smooth

Noah had gone back and forth with himself a million times. He thought Cody liked him but convinced himself Cody didn’t like him. Noah had gone back and forth with Owen a million times. He thought Cody liked him but convinced himself Cody didn’t like him.

Give me your heart, make it real, or else forget about it

The instrumental part followed these lyrics, and Noah decided to just stop thinking. He was having a good time, he was dancing with his friends, and he was dancing with Cody. He wasn’t required to wonder about whether or not Cody liked him. He didn’t want to bother wondering about it because he was happy enough as is. There weren't enough moments where he just forgot about thinking and embarrassment and just had a good time, and he knew his friends, especially Eva, felt that way too.

Noah let go of Cody’s hand but kept smiling as he made his way to dance with Eva and Izzy.

As the rest of the song faded, Noah fell flat onto his back on the floor.

“I feel you,” Cody laughed heavily, falling next to him. “That was really fun. Owen can you put on Tiny Dancer next?”

“Yeah,” Owen responded.

Noah smiled. This was probably his most successful sleepover so far.

[livwritesfics]

Hello!

I saw that your requests are open so I thought I'd make one, don't feel obligated though, I know myself that it's hard to write an idea that you don't really feel.

Anyway, I want to request a LawLu where Law is really insecure if Luffy likes him or not and if he really wants a relationship or not and he successfully resolves it ❤

Have a great day/night and I hope you get your AO3 account soon

A/n: Thank you for your request friend!! I hope you like this oneshot :) Also, I am not caught up with One Piece (yet I read fics with spoilers anyways cause I don't care anymore) so bare with me here! Also, most of this is taken in Law's POV.

Law sighs dreamily as he looks at Luffy sitting on the Sunny figurehead. Leaning on his head on his hand he has a small smile on his face as he just watches him.

"Law? Law!"

He immediately get's snaped out of his daze and looks up in surprise. It's the cook of the Strawhats. Sanji.

Sanji frowns as he cleans his hands with the handkerchief. "Law you need to stop this and make a move."

Law sighs. He's heard this millions of times from the Strawhats. No. Billions. If he had a dime for every time he got told by one of the Strawhats to make a move on their captain, he'd be rich!

"I can't do that eyebrow-ya." He lamented looking back at Luffy.

Sanji sighed and went back to doing the dishes.

For months this has went on, ever since Law had met Luffy at Sabaody, he's been shot with an arrow of love. He's fallen hard for the Straw hat boy. His crew and now the Strawhats found it hilarious and teased him relentlessly for it.

The Strawhats felt bad for Law though. Their captain was very oblivious so he didn't understand how much he affected Law.

Law always got so flustered around Luffy. Luffy would hug him, he would blush and gap like a fish. Luffy would compliment him, same effect. Whatever Luffy does really, gets him all flushed and wordless.

At night, Law slept in Luffy's captain's quarters because Luffy never uses it. He makes up scenarios in his head about what it would be like to be with Strawhat-ya.

He knows it'll never happen, he knows he'll never be good enough, that Luffy will never feel that way. Or even want a relationship. That doesn't mean that he can't dream. And boy does he dream (a/n: wink wink).

He sighs sadly as he crawls into bed that night. It all seems like an endless loop now. Him silently pining over Luffy and Luffy always never getting the message.

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One day, the Thousand Sunny finally gets to Zou. They made it! Law's crew greet him and welcome their captain back. Hugs and sobs take place while the Heart captain puts up with it, secretly thankful to be back with his crew. He missed them very much.

But he would have to part from His Luffy. Right. Not his.

Law's smile falters and he glances to the ground.

"Are you okay captain?" Law looks to Bepo who had asked the question.

"I'm fine Bepo, don't worry."

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Later that night, after dinner the Strawhas and the Heart pirates had a meeting. Minus their captains.

"So we all agree that we're here because of our captains, right?" Zoro started the meeting.

"AGREE!" everyone shouted.

"Okay, we know that Law is going nuts over your captain so that's why Nami and Robin made a plan. We slipped a note underneath the door to Law's Captain's Quarters saying it was from Luffy and you guys gave Luffy a note saying it was from Law." Shachi explained.

"Right!" Chopper exclaimed, raising his hooves in the air in excitement.

"Okay, so they know to meet at a flower field for a date, correct?" Ikkaku asked.

They nodded. Everything was set.

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Law:

He was in his office reading a Sora comic when he heard a pair of feet in front of his door.

He turned in his chair and headed to it. As he was about to open the door, a note slipped through it.

Luffy.

It. Read. Luffy.

Luff sent him a note!

Law quick threw open his door to try to talk to him, but much to his dismay, he was met with nobody.

He went back into his room and opened the note.

Dear Torao,

I really like spending time with you! Let's meet at the flower field and spend time together!

Oh! And dress nice! It's a date.

Luffy

Law gasped as he read the last part. He pinched himself to see if this were real or not. Nope! Real, real, real.

He quickly went to his closet and started picking out what to wear.

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Law went to the flower field and waited excitedly. He has dreamed of this day since forever. He never pictured it would happen though. He never thought that Luffy would ever like him like this. Ever since he met him he always thought he wouldn't be good enough to be in a relationship with Straw hat. Luffy's so special and Law's so... meh. Nothing special.

Then Law saw him. Luffy. He looks so beautiful. Law thought. Once Luffy found him he jumped and started waving at him. Law and Luffy both giggled gleefully and started running for each other.

"Hey!" They both greeted each other at the same time.

They both blushed and looked away. "Thank you for inviting me out for a date," Law looked back at him, trying to hide his blush beneath his hat.

"What? Law I never asked you out? You asked me out!" Luffy stated confused.

"But... But I got a letter that said you wanted to spend time with me here!" Law explained to him, holding out his letter.

"I have a letter too," Luffy took his letter from his pants' pocket.

They looked at each other in confusion before Law realized what was happening here.

"Oh, I see. Luffy-ya, our crews set us up" Law told him, sad that this entire thing was fake. He knew that Luffy would never like him. It was too good to be true.

Law bowed his head in despair before Luffy grabbed his hand. He looked up. "Well, let's not let them ruin our night. I still have a hot date here, so let's have fun!"

Law gapped like a fish and turned red fervently. "You still want to?" Luffy nodded. "You like me?" Law continued. Nod again.

"Okay," he whispered, a growing smile on his face.

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Luffy:

The rest of the night they talked and talked, walking through the flower field. They later went out to dinner and started walking back to their ships. Holding hands.

As Luffy was swinging their hands, he looked up at Law and studied him. Mine. He's mine.

Law caught Luffy staring at him and stopped walking. "yes?" he chuckled.

"Tonight was fun. We should do that again."

"Yeah?" Law smiled, "I'm glad it was enjoyable. I had fun too."

All of a sudden their faces came closer and closer to one another.

They ended their night kissing underneath the streetlight.

THE END.

A/n: I hope this was okay, I know it's long and drags on but whatever, it's cute lol

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Hey girl, how are youu??

Hope everything's all great with you😊

Can I request touching,number 16, but specifically giving them a wing massage, with adult nyx?

Stay great,kisses😘

Magic hands 

Nyx x reader 

Words: about 1.8k words 

Warnings: none, just pure fluff 

Author’s note: Hi! I'm quite good right now thank you, school isn't giving me much homework these weeks so I'm hoping to be able to post more, but I don't know how much I'll be able to from the next few. Moving on, I loved your idea (they are always great), and immediately came up with this oneshot. It's a continuation of the other two oneshots on Nyx, sorry not sorry, I really like the relationship between the two characters in those oneshots, and I immediately had a super cute idea between the two of them. I hope you're all doing well, and I hope you enjoy it! 

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Today was a particularly tough day. Cassian decided to increase the training of us Valkiries, and I'm not kidding to say that Az, who trained with us today, was out of breath at one point from how heavy the training was. I couldn't feel every single muscle in my body anymore, the wings were heavy on my back, but the determination to go home to my mate kept me going. Nyx had a day off today, so he stayed home, and I think I've never had a tougher mission than leaving my bed this morning, when I was wrapped in his arms, watching the sunrise through our window curtains and the sunlight faintly kissing our faces. The view was not the one through the window though, but the one next to me: my mate, his bare chest rising faintly, his dark hair illuminated by the sun, his violet eyes that struck by the light looked like a lavender field in summer and his smile capable every time of making my heart stop beating. My desire to return to him, however, was not immediately fulfilled. After the hard morning of training, some of the priestesses of the library stopped me on my way out of the field where we train, and asked me for a hand. I couldn't say no to them, and so I found myself going up and down the library stairs a billion times, carrying books, delivering messages, and rearranging papers. After what seemed like ages I manage to escape from that hellish place, but my escape route is immediately blocked by Rhys in front. 

"Hello my dear, I was just looking for you, couldn't you run an errand for me? I would be extremely grateful." 

I stop and look at the clock hanging on the library wall and see that it is already six o'clock in the afternoon, and I hesitate to answer the man in front of me. I want nothing more than to go home to Nyx, but I don't want to disappoint Rhys, but just as I'm about to answer, he interrupts me. 

"You know what my dear, it's okay. You look very tired and I understand that you want to go home to Nyx. You can run that errand for me another day. Take a day off tomorrow, tell my son he's off tomorrow too." He says with a smirk as he gently takes my arm and miter in front of the door to the apartment Nyx and I share. 

After vacationing at the Summer Court, as promised to Az, we took the whole family and sat them down, then told them that we are together and that we are mates. 

When we finished talking they all burst out screaming, happy with our relationship, while Nesta turned to Az and shouted "I told you so!" and he replied "ButI already knew!". I'm not kidding when I say that she was mad at Nyx and me for a week because we didn’t tell her. From that moment until now none of them has ever missed an opportunity to tease us, with jokes, smiles or glances. we knew it was going to be like this, but it could have been worse. In general they were very understanding when Nyx told them that we were fine with their teasing, but that we demanded some privacy, and for that I am extremely grateful. 

"I would recommend relaxing and letting him take care of himself. I know how important it is for a partner to know that their company is okay." He says smiling at me as he watches me walk to the door and put my hand on the handle. 

"I will.Thanks for the ride." I reply smiling in turn. 

"You're welcome daughter-in-law." He says before disappearing winking at me. 

I laugh and then turn the knob to finally enter my home. Immediately a delicious smell of food, my favorite dish, comes to my nose. I close my eyes and then lean against the door behind me and enjoy that delicious smell, when I hear the voice of the man I love say my name. 

"Y/N, honey, you're finally home, I was starting to get worried. I made your favorite dinner, I don't know if it turned out well, but I followed Aunt Nesta's recipe step by step. I wanted to make you a hot bath, but I didn't know when you would arrive so I preferred to wait, so in the meantime I tried to clean the house a little. You must be exhausted, just wait let me help. " She says as she walks over to me. He makes to reach out a hand, to help me remove myself from the door, but in return I take his hand and pull him towards me. He rests his hands on my hips, being careful not to hurt me as he rests his forehead on mine. I see he's wearing a pink apron, which I've never seen in the house before, soiled with something, and I can't help but laugh. 

"Why are you laughing love? Did I do something wrong? I knew I was out of line...." 

"No, no honey you were amazing, really, I don't deserve this. But I'm laughing at something else...Where the heck did you get this apron?" 

"It's nothing to laugh at, it gives me a more professional look...Nesta gave it to me, I didn't wear it at first, but after changing my shirt three times, I realized maybe it would be a good idea." 

"I have to say it makes you look very...sexy." 

"Ha ha funny honey, really funny." 

"You're really touchy you know...Let's see if I can make it up to you that way." I say before wrapping my arms around his neck and drawing him even closer to me to kiss him. The kiss is slow and passionate. Our tongues caress each other as I run a hand through his hair, pulling him even closer if possible. His hands move from my hips to my buttocks as he pushes me against the door harder, deepening the kiss. I suddenly feel a twinge of pain in my wings from the pressure on them since they're between my body and the door, and immediately Nyx's lips leave mine as he looks at me worriedly. 

"Are you okay? Did I hurt you?" 

"No, no relax, I'm fine, it's just that Cassian has stepped up his training and my wings hurt a little." 

"You should have told me, I wouldn't have crushed them." 

"Never mind, don't worry. Am I forgiven then?" 

"Let me think about it...I'd say... yes, totally. And by the way, you deserve everything I've done, if not more. I couldn't ask for a better mate." He says as he nuzzles my cheek. 

"Well then that makes two of us, because I couldn't ask for someone better than you either." I say kissing his forehead.

"Come on, let's go eat so you can take a nice hot bath afterwards to relax and then you can go to sleep." I nod at his words as he lifts me up, his hands still on my buttocks, and I bring my legs around his waist. He carries me to the kitchen countertop, sits me there, and hands me a plate. We eat, talking about this and that, while I congratulate him on a great dinner. When we're done, I try to propose the idea of washing the dishes, but he immediately shouts at me saying that he would take care of it. He picks me up as before and takes me to the bathroom. He sits me on the edge of the tub and turns on the hot water. While we wait for the water to get to the right temperature he helps me get out of my dirty, sweaty workout clothes and then helps me into the tub. 

"Take all the time you need honey. I'll be there as soon as I finish doing the dishes." 

I nod as I watch him walk out of the bathroom. I sigh wondering how he found such a perfect man (believe me honey I wonder that too). I lean my head against the wall of the tub and let the heat seep into my veins, and I relax so much that I don't hear my mate coming until he speaks.

"Baby did you wash your hair." I nod my head no and he nods as he continues saying. "Don't worry, I'll do it." He sits on the edge of the tub, after pulling his pants up to his knees, as he dips his feet into the water on either side of my head, then grabs little bottles on the side containing soap and starts washing my hair. I almost fall asleep to his gentle massage as he runs his fingers through my hair to clean it. I realize it ends because I lose that sweet contact, and I open my eyes. 

Once the bath is over he helps me out of the tub and hands me a towel. 

"Do your wings still hurt? I could give you a massage just in case, if that's okay." 

I feel my muscles lock up for a moment as I consider this option. Despite the fact that we've been doing well for months, and there's a relationship of extreme trust between us, I hadn't shown him my wings yet, at least I hadn't allowed him to touch them. Then his father's words come to mind and I decide to let go. 

"I would love that since they still hurt a little." He immediately nods and goes to get a small bottle of oil resting on the bathroom windowsill above the sink. We make our way to the bed where I lie on my stomach on the mattress, my wings lying on top of it as well. I feel the bed move under the weight of my mate. Then a cold substance touches my right wing that makes me jerk a little, and soon after a light touch caressing it. I enjoy those expert movements, which relax every muscle in my body and suddenly I find myself in another dimension, of total relaxation, where not even the most important of thoughts could reach now. 

"You have magic hands." I say in a sleepy voice as I hear him shift to the other wing. I hear him laugh, then everything gets fuzzier and fuzzier, my eyelids getting heavier and heavier and all of a sudden I'm completely asleep, thanks to Nyx and his amazing massage. I only realize I've fallen asleep in the morning, when I wake up with my shoulders light and still relaxed from last night, Nyx holding me tightly in his arms still asleep, under the covers.I fall back asleep with a smile on my lips, happy to had found him, and to be his mate. 

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ATEEZ San: The Calm After The Storm. (Oneshot)

Genre: angst, fluff, mafia au.

Pairing: Mafia!San x Reader (fem)

Word count: 3.5k

Inspiration: Fifty Shades Freed

Warnings: profanities, alcohol, blood, guns, death, violence.

"What the fuck is this?!" you asked through gritted teeth, throwing the freshly printed photos at San's chest.

Your husband didn't have to look at them to know what you were talking about; his men had already reported to him that you watched the entire recording of him seducing his... target. 

"Babe—"

"No, San!" you yelled, cutting him off. "This is the fifth fucking time!"

"But the other one time wasn't about this."

"The other three, now four times were!" he was really getting on your nerves.

"Why are you overreacting?" he questioned with a sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Y/N, you knew I had no choice."

You closed your eyes and took a deep breath, trying to control your anger. "I understand that you had to seduce her. I know that it's your job," you tried to say calmly, but your voice was rising. "What I don't understand is why you let her slip her fucking hand into your pants after you got the damn information that you wanted!"

San visibly gulped; he didn't expect you to be this angry. He thought he was well prepared to face you after mentally forming the situation in his head. He knew you'd be pissed, but not to this extent.

"I pushed her away though," he mumbled, running a hand through his hair.

"Yeah, after like, five minutes," you retort. "And the worst part was that you were clearly enjoying yourself in those five minutes! Do you know her or something?"

San sighed deeply, ignoring the question. "Babe, look, I'm sorry," he apologized, not sure about what else he could say to calm you down. Your husband took your hand in his. "I won't do it again, I promise."

You immediately ripped your hand away from his, rolling your eyes. "That's what you always say, San." He took a deep breath; you were testing his patience and he didn't like people doing that.

"San," you start, "How would you feel if you saw a guy kissing me and I get carried away and let him touch me?"

That struck him. Hard. He would hate it, obviously. San wouldn't even hesitate to put a bullet through the man's head if he touched you in any way.

San's silence gave you the answer. "That's what I thought," you snorted.

"Y/N, I'm sorry," San apologized again. "But I still had to do it and you know that."

"Whatever," you mumbled and turned around, heading to your room; he still didn't understand just how much it hurt you. It was already worse enough that you had to witness him kiss and touch all those women. But witnessing San let another woman touch him in the place where only you're allowed to, not only pissed you off, but also hurt you deeply. As the seducer of the mafia gang, he was literally trained to not get carried away; his only job was to get whatever information was needed. San was a very, very skilled seducer and you knew that damn well. Although he did get carried away a few times, he never let his targets touch him. So you couldn't understand why he let that happen now. You texted Yunho (your bestfriend and San's close friend) to ask about that woman, knowing that he would never lie to you.

Your anger increased when Yunho replied: "Oh, she hooked up with San a couple of times back in high school." You snorted in annoyance; so he let her touch him just because he knew her?

Your thoughts were interrupted by your phone's notification going off. Your friends were planning to go clubbing tonight as it was a Saturday. You were going to decline, knowing that San wouldn't let you go if he wasn't with you, but you decided against it; you had a plan in mind and you knew it would work.

You ignored San the entire afternoon. He tried to talk to you but you didn't even spare him a glance. He sighed, leaving you alone to cool down.

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"Where are you going?" San asked, looking at you from head to toe, while your four year old daughter, Minhee, played with some toy aeroplanes.

"Clubbing," you answered without looking at him.

"You're not going anywhere," San said through gritted teeth. "Especially not wearing that." You were wearing denim shorts and a black lace bralette that showed off your cleavage more than you'd usually prefer. You purposely chose this outfit, of course, and he knew that.

"You don't get to decide where I go and what I wear," you stated. You walked over to your daughter, placing a kiss on her head. "Minnie," you called her by her nickname. "Mommy will be back soon, okay?" you said to your little angel before walking out the door.

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"Y/N! You finally came!" one of your friends yelled, already drunk. She takes your hand and drags you through the crowd of people to get to the bar on the other side. "Three tequila shots for my friend here!"

A while later, you noticed Wooyoung and Mingi at the entrance of the club; you knew San would end up here as soon as he asks Seonghwa or Hongjoong to look after your daughter for the night.

And you were right.

San entered the club, dressed in all black, looking fucking hot. You wanted to go up to him and ask him to fuck you till you see stars; however, you were still pissed and had a plan to execute.

You quickly downed your shots and pulled your friend to join your other friends who were dancing. You danced with them until one of your friends introduced you to some random guys. One of the guys, who you found really good looking, started to dance with you. You noticed San sitting on a barstool, watching everything. At that moment, the guy you were dancing with put his hands on your waist, pulling you close to him, making San nearly break the glass he was holding. Perfect. Your plan was working.

When you glanced at where San was seated, he wasn't there anymore. You glanced around, searching for him until you felt a hand wrap around your wrist, dragging you away.

San dragged you downstairs where there were private rooms especially for him and his gang members as they owned this club. He took you to the room belonging to him, locking the door behind him.

"What the fuck were you doing?! How could you let him even lay a finger on you?!" your husband snarled through gritted teeth.

You snorted. "All he did was put his hands on my waist. At least he didn't slip them into my pants and touch me."

San now understood exactly why you did that; you were giving him a taste of his own medicine.

You moved to sit on the sofa, your legs starting to hurt from dancing so much. San kneeled down in front of you, placing his hands on the bare skin of your thigh. "Babe, I'm sorry. I'm an asshole, I know. But please understand that chick meant nothing to me. I didn't even know her."

You pushed his hands away from you. "Don't lie to me."

"I'm not lying," he lied.

"You hooked up with her in high school," you deadpanned.

"Fuck," he muttered under his breath. He just fucked up again. "Y/N, I didn't mean to—"

You stood up from the couch. "No, fuck you, I'm done with you and your fucking bullshit," you snarled angrily, cutting him off, before making your way back to your friends.

"They might take this route instead, we can't predict what they'll do," Jongho said while moving around the meeting room; he was in charge of today's meeting on some mafia gang who had tried to hack into your gang's system to get information on your international drug deals.

During the meeting, your daughter's nanny called you. You declined the call, sending her a text that you were in a meeting. She called again and you ignored it, thinking she wouldn't have seen your message. When she called for the third time, you excused yourself from the meeting.

"I'm in a meeting, Jina, what is—"

"Mrs. Choi," she sobbed. "T-They took Minnie..."

"What?! Who?!" you felt your stomach churn uneasily.

"I-I don't know," Jina cried, "They beat me up at the park till I passed out and t-took her away. They said they would c-contact you."

"Where are you?" you asked.

"At a nearby hospital," she said. "An old couple brought me here."

"I'll be there in five," you said and hung up. You were just about to enter the meeting room, but an unknown number called you. You picked up, assuming it was your daughter's kidnappers since you never got calls from unknown numbers.

"You have a beautiful daughter, Choi Y/N," the man said. "I bet she would look even better with a slit throat, yeah?"

"Who are you? What do you want?" you asked, voice laced with venom.

The man chuckled. "It's simple, your fucking gang has to pay for my loss."

"Just tell me what the fuck you want!"

"Fifteen billion won in cash," he said. "That's the amount I lost because of you motherfuckers. Now listen to me carefully if you don't want your precious child dead. You aren't going to tell anyone about this. Not a word to your boss, Kim Hongjoong. Not a word to your pathetic husband, Choi San. I have eyes watching you, so don't try to act smart. I know you're having a meeting right now about a gang who tried to hack into your system." your eyes widened; how the fuck does this guy know? "I'm giving you three hours," he continued. "If you don't get the money within that time, I'll kill your daughter. Anyway, you'll find a black van waiting for you outside the bank. Your time starts now, Mrs. Choi. Tick tock, tick tock," he chuckled before hanging up.

"Fuck!" you yelled, tears spilling from your eyes. You ran your hand through your hair, trying to calm down; you felt like breaking down but you had to stay strong for your daughter. You wiped your tears before making your way back to the meeting room.

"I'm sorry, I'm feeling quite unwell," you mumbled, quickly collecting your stuff. "Please continue without me."

"Y/N, should I take you home?" San asked; you both still haven't made up from the fight you had a week ago. He tried to talk to you a few days ago, but it resulted in a bigger fight.

"No!" you half-yelled in frustration, startling some of the people in the room. "I'm fine," you said in a softer tone. You quickly left before San could follow you.

-

"Ah, Mrs. Choi, how can I help you?" the bank manager asked, taking a seat across you.

"I need fifteen billion won in cash," you stated, stunning the manager.

"Ma'am, that is a very large amount so cash isn't the best—"

"I need it in cash. It's really urgent," you said in an annoyed tone.

He gulped and nodded. "Please give me your national ID card."

You handed it to him, fiddling with your fingers while he entered your details into the computer system.

"You have a joint account with your husband, Choi San, correct?"

"Yes."

"Ma'am, we will need Mr. Choi's confirmation as he is the primary account holder."

You mentally cursed. "That won't be necessary," you stated, trying to control your anger.

The manager sighed. "All right, please give me a moment," he said before leaving the room.

You groaned in frustration, putting your head in your heads. You couldn't imagine what your little daughter was going through; you knew she would be scared to death. Your phone rang, interrupting your thoughts.

You declined the call when you saw it was your husband. When he called again, you had no choice but to pick it up, knowing he would keep calling you. "Hello?"

"Y/N, what are you doing? Why are you making such a huge transaction?" San questioned. You mentally cursed the bank manager for contacting San. "Y/N, answer me! What's wrong?" You just kept quiet, knowing you'd break down if you opened your mouth. You heard San take a deep breath. "Are you leaving me or something? Is this about the fights we've been having? I'm sorry about that, I know it was my fault and I don't deserve you, but please, let's talk about this," he begged, making your tears spill from your eyes. "Y/N, say something, please. Tell me what's wrong."

"I can't," you whispered, choking on a sob.

"Baby, please," he begged. "Don't leave me. Please, I'm begging you."

"I'm sorry, San."

There was silence on his end before he sighed. "Okay, take all the money you want," he said and hung up.

A moment later, the manager came into the room. "Ma'am, Mr. Choi has given his permission for the transaction. The procedure for huge cash transactions are of course different, so I need you sign a few papers and write a cheque. It'll take a little over half an hour to get the money in cash."

-

As soon as you got the cash, you called your daughter's kidnappers. "I assume you've got the money?"

"Yeah," you replied.

"Good. You'll see a black van from across the entrance of the bank," he said and hung up.

You quickly made your way outside, easily spotting the van. You crossed the street and got into the van.

You couldn't recognize the driver and the other man in the passenger seat. Your daughter wasn't even here.

"Good job, Mrs. Choi," the man in the passenger seat said with a smirk; you recognized him as the guy on the call.

"Where's my child?"

"Relax," he grinned. "We're going to her right now." He glanced at the driver who nodded and started driving.

"Ah, give me your phone," the man said. "We don't need your husband tracking us." You hesitantly gave it and he switched it off.

After what felt like hours, you reached an old building. As soon as you got outside the car, you spotted your daughter tied to a wall, unconscious with a bleeding head.

"Minhee!" you yelled, running to her.

Before you could untie her, you felt an arm go around your neck, choking you. Even though you were trained to fight, you weren't the best at it. Nevertheless, you tried to free yourself. You kicked the man in the shin, making his grip around you loosen. You took that opportunity to bite his hand before turning around, punching him in the face. You kept punching him until two other men grabbed you. You managed to get one of them injured by repeatedly kicking his private area, but the other guy one was too strong. He easily picked you and threw you onto the concrete floor, making you bang your head and knee. You groaned in pain, feeling a warm liquid running down your face. You pushed yourself to get up despite the excruciating pain you felt. His gun was pointed at you while he smiled. "Have a great time in hell, Choi Y/N."

Suddenly, a gunshot was heard and the man dropped his gun, clenching his hand in pain. A few more gunshots were fired at him, instantly killing him.

"Y/N!" you heard San scream. He picked you up in his arms bridal style, and you got a glimpse of his teary eyes.

"Min-Minhee," you murmured, struggling to keep your eyes open.

"Seonghwa's got her" was the last thing you heard before everything went black.

You slowly opened your ears, squinting due to the bright light. When your eyes adjusted, you realized you were in Yeosang's mini hospital at your gang's mansion. You turned your head to the side, spotting your husband reading some documents.

"San," you murmured, but it wasn't loud enough. "San," you raised your voice a little, coughing due to your extremely dry throat.

San immediately turned to you, eyes widening. "Y/N!" He quickly poured you a glass of orange juice since that was the first thing he saw. He helped you drink the juice, feeling so relieved to see you finally awake.

"How are you feeling, my love?" he asked, taking your hand in his.

"Where's Minhee?" you asked, panick clear in your eyes.

"Minnie is playing with Jongho and Yunho," San said, making you sigh in relief that your daughter was alive. "She's doing well. She got a few stitches, but it's healing quickly. Our daughter is very brave."

Your eyes teared up. "I'm sorry I couldn't tell you about—"

"Shh, don't," he cupped your cheek. "I understand why you did what you did, babe. I would've done that too. Anyway, we wiped out that entire gang and got the money back."

"What happened? How did you find me?"

"We killed all the four men and the other three who were hiding. One of them ran away to Japan, but Wooyoung and Mingi went there and killed him," San explained before getting a little nervous. "And um, don't be mad, but I put a tracker on your necklace."

You narrowed your eyes at him. "Hey, see, it proved to be helpful!" he said, putting his hands up defensively.

Before you could reply, San placed his hand over your mouth. He took a deep breath while a wide smile spread on his face. "I also have some good news."

"What's the news?" you asked, voice muffled due to San's hand on your mouth. He opened his mouth to reply, but the door burst open, revealing your daughter.

"Mommy!" she squealed, running to your bed, trying to get onto the bed that was too high for her.

San picked his daughter up, placing her beside you. "Be careful, angel. Mommy is still recovering." The little girl nodded at her father before looking at you.

"How you feel, mommy?" she asked.

"Much better, now that you're here," you replied, tickling her chin. Your daughter giggled, moving away from you. She placed her little hands on your stomach.

"Come out fast so that we can play!"

Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion before you glanced at San. "About that..." he chuckled, taking your hand in his. "We're having another baby. You're pregnant."

"W-What?" you gasped in shock. You and San had been trying to get another child for quite sometime now.

"Yeah," he giggled, kissing the back of your hand. "You're almost a month long and the baby is perfectly fine."

Happy tears streamed down your face while your hands moved to your stomach. San kissed your head before pulling away a little. "I know I've been getting on your nerves a lot, but thank you for blessing me with Minhee and now another baby," he mumbled. "I love you so much, my beautiful wife." He crashed his lips onto yours. You kissed him back, smiling into the kiss.

"Eww!" your daughter squealed in disgust. "I'm going to tell uncle Jongho that you're kissing!"

San pulled away with a giggle before lifting his daughter into his arms, placing kisses all over her face while she squirmed around, laughing loudly.

You lovingly watched the two of them with a large smile on your face, and you couldn't wait for the future when your new baby would arrive, adding more happiness to your and your family's lives.