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kaorimiyazonotl · 3 years ago

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Spring and Death

I sought to seek the truth about this topic and each piece of evidence given only connects to what’s been proven and what’s obvious. Since this is greek mythology, it is a very twisted story. I picked this love story because it has been told in various ways by many different people. Everyone has heard of the Goddess Persephone(Kore) and Hades. It is beautiful yet very confusing to understand the full 100% of their story. But since I picked theirs I’ve had to take my time and look a little deeper. Persephone or Kore, the daughter of Demeter the goddess of the harvest, grain, and fertility, is the goddess of many things; spring, nature, harvest, and fertility like her mother. Hades, “the Unseen '' god of the Underworld, brother of Zeus, Poseidon, and many other gods and goddesses who are related to him. Key question to ask; What is the truth? I can tell you my version and someone can tell you theirs, but in the end the choice depends on you. In the original context, there are two sides of a story and then there's the third person who knows it all, who can give you all the answers to your questions. But this is my view from beginning to the end the way I see it and what I think of it all.

Persephone or Kore? What’s her real name first of all? In the three articles and one book I skimmed through, Kore was her nickname meaning “maiden” and Persephone was her real name meaning “bringer of destruction” or “chaos bringer” or in webtoon “Bringer of Death''. In another book and a comment from one of the videos I watched it was the opposite, Kore to believe was her real name given at birth and Persephone was the name given in punishment from Zeus. In the article “Persephone, Queen of the Underworld'' by the Greeka website, I read “She was...called Kore…” In another article, Greek Mythology; “Hades and Persephone'' by Greek Myths it said, “They conceived a beautiful goddess named Persephone..” In the last article I read, the “Myth of Hades and Persephone'' by Greek Myths&Greek Mythology they put “...Persephone played..” and in Stephen Fry’s book Mythos, “Demeter had a daughter Persephone..”(page 138). But in a book called The Great Goddesses; Life Lessons from Myths and Monsters by Nikita Gill ``Kore...”(page 161) was her name. Later on “Hestia goes into the Underworld, to reason with Kore who now calls herself Persephone ''(page 163). Then there’s someone who commenced from the Persephone video and said that “...... Kore '' was the birth name. Also if you read webtoon’s comic Lore Olympus, Hades here and there calls her Kore but mostly calls her Persephone. It's confusing enough and there's a 10% chance with the whole name thing to be true or not because each source says otherwise. Kore; a birth or nickname? Persephone; a birth or punishment name? Persephone sounds more like her real name because I believe most people use that name rather than Kore being either her real name or nickname. Again still very confusing and I feel like there’s more missing. After all, this is Greek Mythology and it’s a long process to go over if you want to know the truth, however finding the “truth” will be done my way and how I see this roller coaster. In the next chapter we discover how Persephone ends up in the Underworld.

First things first when Persephone gets kidnapped in six different or connecting versions, Hades either arrives or appears out of the ground in a black chariot with black horses and Demeter was either present or not, all the sources I’ve read/watched say she stopped doing her duties down on earth with the mortals to find her daughter. A little side note from the “Persephone, Queen of the Underworld” article, “Demeter was very protective, keeping her naive to the ways of the world and dressing her like a child, even though she grew into a woman.” Meaning that that explains why Demeter had such rage when her daughter went missing. In the beginning, before the kidnapping happened though Hades asked either Zeus or Demeter for Persephone’s hand in marriage or he didn't ask at all and winged the whole thing. First off from the “Persephone, Queen of the Underworld” article Hades “... asked Demeter to marry her daughter.” Or from two different articles Greek Mythology; "Hades and Persephone" and the “Myth of Hades and Persephone” Hades “..confided his secret in his brother Zeus”(“The Myth of Hades and Persephone”). Zeus then “.. gave his consent to the marriage.”(Greek Mythology; “Hades and Persephone”). Next how the kidnapping began, from the comment section of the Persephone video, they put it as Zeus told Hades to kidnap her and they were going to use the Narcissus flower to do it. However in the book Mythos, “From out of the opening there thundered a great chariot”(pg 138). Speaking while Perspehone was out chasing butterflies in the meadow, it was Hades opportunity to strike. An interesting detail I found out on the Persephone video was Persephone found an entrance to the Underworld and Hades didn’t expect her to show up. Another detail in one article says that she was with the sea nymphs and Cyane was the only one who tried to stop Hades. In Nikita Gill's book The Great Goddesses, Persephone tries to explain to Demeter that the first time she touched a pomegranate shrub “...Instead of it bursting to full red fruit, it wilted and mottled under my fingers..”(page 167). This explains the difference between the Persephone I read about in all the other sources and this kind of Persephone who possesses great powers. The number one thing that made connections to all the sources was Demeter's actions and emotions, she was described as an overprotective, scared, worried mother. But it’s the most common emotion for a mother to have though. Demeter's emotions were for a reason, her daughter was kidnapped, she was very protective of Persephone because Demeter feared that she would suffer the same fate explaining why she was so overprotective and why she wanted her to remain a virgin. But Demeter's emotions are an example of any mother's, it was the fear that caused Demeter to be so emotional and frightened. As for the whole “kidnapping”, I think it was just a misunderstanding, Hades didn’t know what to do or how to talk to her. Like I’ve said and what the articles, books, and videos have mentioned; Hades was very dedicated to the Underworld and was more focused on his realm than screwing around with his brothers. So it makes sense for the articles to write it as a Kidnapping because some of the articles mention how Hades got Persephone without letting Demeter know or anyone. It makes sense too if he did ask Zeus for “advice” since he was an “expert” and it was his only option anyway. But Hades fell in love with Persephone at first sight and loved her dearly too. From what I’ve read, it looks to me that Hades never meant to hurt Persephone; he just didn’t know how to express his feelings and he’s never seen such a goddess-like Persephone. Things could’ve been done differently if Hades didn’t ask Zeus and Hades just had the confidence to tell Persephone his feelings. Then writers wouldn’t have taken it as a “kidnapping” and just a misunderstanding. SO, what we know so far on this journey is much more than what I’ve expected. There’s the marriage, the “kidnapping”, Demeter’s emotions, and Hades' misunderstood feelings, all were an accident and all’s emotions are relatable. However, we've only taken a stroll on Demeter and Hades's roller coasters. There is still much to discover. What exactly was the daughter of fertility and harvest emotions down in the Underworld?

Anyone who’s been kidnapped would’ve done the fight-or-flight situation, scream or freeze, be confused, sad, and scared for their life. Persephone did not scream, I believe she didn’t have time to scream because everything had happened so fast and the world changed from light to dark in a split second. “Down in the Underworld, Persephone was distraught…”(Greek Mythology; “Hades and Persephone) they say and while Demeter was doing earth damage, Zeus had to stop the situation before it escalated. Zeus “...promised Demeter to restore Persephone to her if it can be proven that the maiden stays with Hades against her will”(“Persephone, Queen of the Underworld”). In The Great Goddesses by Nikita Gill, Persephone was herself and she tries to explain to her mother that Hades “fell in love with the part of me that no one else could, promised me a land where I could be queen and not another version of you..”(page 167). This prompts about Persephone’s powers, the kind of love she received while being with Hades, and how she was just a girl trying to fulfill her mother’s wishes by not truly being the person she wants to be. But so, aside from that, Mythos by Stephen Fry, explains the odd feeling towards both God and Goddesses feelings in the Underworld. So by Zeus's order, he sent Hermes down to the Underworld to get Persephone back, Hades refuses and so “The next day Hades knocked on the door of Persephone’s chamber...Hades..loved her with all his heart, and..he was sure that he could not let her go.”(pg 140) Since it would be odd for a “kidnapper” to treat their “prisoner” with such respect and courtesy it seems that Hades was different compared to his brothers so they say. But the book Mythos continues to give out one more piece of information, a sign to show that Persephone cares for Hades, that he could detect “a small flicker of returned love’(page 140). Strange as it seems for Persephone to give returned love to the person that “kidnapped” her I think regardless of what evidence has just said and what’s been spoken Persephone’s time spent in the Underworld were shown differently. However, Hades gave Persephone space, he could understand the fact that she missed her mother and so he was kind enough to be patient with her, he treated her with kindness, compassion, and respect. Hades was the only person who treated her like an actual Goddess, he took his time though went at a steady pace with her, but he did so much for her, built beautiful gardens, gave her gifts, most of all he allowed her to be her true self as Queen of the Underworld, ruling alongside with Hades, having their thrones next to each other to show equal ruling. Throughout a small encounter from one another, the feeling of Persephone to me shows that despite missing her mother she didn’t show any sight of regret or discomfort while being with Hades. Something tells me that at the beginning she was unsure and unaware if this person was bad, but as she saw what Hades had done for her she didn’t take it for granted but deep down I think she loved it, just wasn’t sure until the end, which came to show for her that Hades wasn’t a bad person. In the end, Persephone began to love this new world around her and accept this person’s gratitude for treating her so kindly even though he captured her unexpectedly. Hades though, his thoughts and feelings during that time don’t need an explanation, I think he was hoping that even though he was in the wrong at the beginning, he’d hoped to be forgiven. Also, he wasn’t asking much from Persephone, simply just asking to be called a friend to her.

Thus the Pomegranate comes into play for this twisted love story. First things first, how did Persephone receive the pomegranate? By choice? A Gift? Persuasion? Hunger? Or tricked? It is said that Persephone ate six pomegranate seeds connecting her to the Underworld and because of that it created The Eternal Cycle of Nature’s Rebirth and Death. In the Hades and Persephone video, it says that Hades gave the pomegranate to Persephone as a parting gift because she was leaving the Underworld and he was terrified that she wouldn’t come back. In the articles, Persephone “had been persuaded to eat four seeds of a pomegranate”(“The Myth of Hades and Persephone”) or Hades “tricked his reluctant bride...to eat...a few seeds from the Pomegranate” (“Persephone, Queen of the Underworld ''). In another scenario from the “Hades and Persephone” article, they say “Persephone went into the Underworld’s garden and was offered a pomegranate from the gardener...that morning Persephone was so hungry..and ate six seeds”. From a books point of view, Hades asked Persephone to “share some pomegranate seeds..to show there is no ill-feeling”(Mythos, by Stephen Fry, pg 140). Meaning that there’s no hostility towards Hades if Persephone was comfortable around him. Being persuaded is one thing but being tricked is another. Persuasion works on anyone depending on what you use it for, tricking someone though isn’t the best route either especially when you’re trying to get them to do what you want. But common sense would say that people have their view about what might’ve happened. I just don’t believe that Hades was that cruel to trick Persephone, from what the evidence and notes I’ve pulled I find that hard to believe it’s true. If Persephone knew the risks of eating such food from a realm that was completely the opposite of hers, she wouldn't have taken it, but since she was starving she had no choice but to accept. The possibilities for Hades and Persephone’s actions all have a meaningful reason to do so. Hades actions were mostly done by fear. As for Persephone she only ate the fruit because she hadn’t eaten. In the end no matter how the pomegranate came into play before or after Persephone still ate the fruit connecting her to the Underworld.

Part 1

Before we begin I’d like to say that this will be put into two parts;Part one will be about how the decision was made and who made it. Part two will be explaining what the Eternal Cycle is and how it connects to Persephone. So as we all know the story told has been put onto the table into different puzzle pieces and each piece has either connected or disconnected to finding the truth. Thus giving the impression to many theories and questions about Persephone's feelings in the Underworld, Hades's feelings towards Persephone, and how great of an impact the pomegranate has played into this story. But what I liked to figure out is how this whole stay between Demeter and Hades happened? How long was Persephone allowed to stay in the Underworld and with her mother? And who made the decision? In a gathering, according to the “Persephone, Queen of the Underworld '' article “Persephone was asked where she would like to live, she answered she wanted to live with her husband.” And so “...Zeus decided that Persephone would spend half months with her husband in the Underworld and half months with her mother on Olympus.” In a different type of gathering it says that when Hades showed up in the throne room of Olympus, he held a partially eaten pomegranate that Persephone had eaten, then Zeus ruled “that she will spend six months of each year in the Underworld and six months tending the mortal’s fields with her mother”(“Hades and Persephone'' article). In another article, it is told that Hades and Zeus came up with a plan and that stated Persephone was going to stay with Hades and Demeter for six months of the year. Before leaving though Hades had Persephone eat four pomegranate seeds and “Persephone was to..return to the Underworld for four months of the year...But..allowed to spend the remaining two-thirds of the year with Demeter'' (''The Myth of Hades and Persephone” article). From the Persephone video someone had commented that when Zeus had heard Persephone ate “fruit of the dead, connecting her to the Underworld forever, he “grounded” Persephone by staying with her mother for six months and the rest with her husband”. But in The Great Goddesses by Nikita Gill, she describes Persephone as the decision-maker, stepping in telling Demeter that “... you gave birth to a girl who knows her mind. He didn’t snatch me and take me to hell. I went there because I wanted a queendom destined to be mine”(page 168). Then lastly, when Hermes came back the next day to get Persephone again, Hades told Hermes “she has tasted six pomegranate seeds so she must come back to me for six months of every year”(Mythos by Stephen Fry, page 141). Zeus, Hades, and Persephone. One of them decided how long Persephone was gonna stay in the Underworld and on earth. The majority of the votes said six months each year, but they were said from Zeus and Hades. Persephone, on the other, had stepped in two times calling the shots. Persephone was given a choice which she chose to live in theUnderworld because that happened to give her happiness and what Hades provided her. Everything else though, the two-thirds, four months, and half months don’t make sense at all and I don't think that connects to the big picture. But I’d like to point out Persephone’s decision-making shows strength, maturity, and growth as a Goddess and also that she is capable of making her own decisions and not being treated like a child. Whoever made the decision only comes across to what it represents and how it relapses to the change of the seasons.

Part 2

Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter, the four seasons of the twelve months that bring us the change yearly all around. Whoever made the decision left everyone in a disagreement with Zeus or Hades or Persephone’s final word. Even though Demeter wasn’t proud and neither was Hades, it had to be done so things can go back to “normal” for everyone. In previous paragraphs I and many other articles have stated/pointed out that the eaten pomegranate seeds represent The Eternal Cycle of Nature’s Rebirth and Death. Since Demeter was the goddess of producing grain and vegetation she technically controlled the seasons because when Persephone was with her during the spring and summer life was in full bloom meaning rebirth and when Persephone was away Demeter left life to rot and die because she missed her thus meaning death on autumn and winter. Keep in mind Demeter is the one that made this all happen. “According to the ancient Greeks……. this myth was created to explain the change of the seasons”(Article; “Persephone, Queen of the Underworld”). “Each time she left, Demeter mourned and all vegetation died..each time Persephone returned, the earth warmed and became fertile...This is how the Greeks explained the earth's seasons”(“Hades and Persephone” article). In Mythos, Stephen Fry states Demeter’s distress and jubilation for her daughter, it was the way the seasons came about due to Demeter's emotions. She was the one who started the cycle because she always mourned whenever Persephone had to return to the Underworld and always rejoiced whenever Persephone came back to her. The meaning of all this goes back to Demeter. I can’t be upset or disappointed that Demeter was the one who changed the seasons; she had every right to be happy and sad when Persephone was and wasn’t around. Demeter technically didn’t get to have a say during the whole decision making and as things couldn’t get crazier her time with Persephone was cut short. So how does The Eternal Cycle of Nature’s Rebirth and Death relate to the myth? It's because it has something to do with Demeter and her emotions about everything relating to her Daughter.

So much has happened and there’s not much to say other than this is the second to last paragraph. Before I continue though, I’d like to point out that this part would’ve been about Persephone’s feelings, but it didn’t feel right to just write about her feelings, there was so much other detail to put on here that I knew it wouldn’t be enough. In this chapter of the myth, Persephone starts to enjoy her time with Hades and slowly starts to fall in love with him. But it’s not just about Persephone, it’s Hades as well and what every moment they spend together represents and the emotions they feel together. I can’t complain about these pieces of evidence I give, other than if Demeter is mentioned here then that’s something. According to this from Mythos, it seemed that Persephone “....grew to love her time below as much as her time above. For six months she was no prisoner in Hades, but the contented Queen of the Underworld..”(page 142). And from the comment section on the Hades and Persephone video, they pointed out that “she saw sides to Hades that no one else had seen before and she began to fall in love with him.” Then in The Great Goddesses story, it is told what happens in the throne room. “Persephone sits by Hades’s side, on a throne made of skulls intertwined with black roses. He looks over and takes her hand, interlaces it with his and kisses it, his usually cold eyes warm”(page 177). After that, once all the deeds are done “they will go to their island for long walks surrounded by new dogs Hades has rescued while Persephone has been away and he will introduce them all by name to her. She will smile and pet them all..because she understands his love for dogs so well. They are loyal in a way their own Olympian family has never been to them, a way for them to know truly unconditional love widely and well”(pages 177-178). Also, one last piece of evidence to give as “punishment” I guess written in Great Goddesses would be Demeter’s “..uncompromising love is....why Persephone will never have children. She couldn’t bear to love someone like this”(page 176). Behind it all this shows actual love the two gods and goddesses have for each other despite what their Olympian family have to say. I don’t know what love is other than what I see and what people say. But I do think that this is beyond beautiful and touching to see Persephone smiling as Hades introduces the new dogs and beautiful to see that Hades changed as well and that Hades was able to open up to Persephone. It doesn’t matter how you put it, I think this whole thing connects to how Persephone began to fall in love with Hades in the first place. It’s just very upsetting that Demeter took so long to accept her daughter and Husband. Furthermore, I’m disappointed that Demeter was not able to obtain Persephone as she is by not letting her have children because of her reasons. To me that’s cruel, everyone is different, we are born into a world where no one is perfect, yet we all go through the same hell. People, friends, and family have to learn that there are some things that make us who we are and we shouldn’t be judged by that. In conclusion, Persephone was able to find happiness after going through hell.

Finally, we’re down to the last paragraph/my review. First things first, there’s good and bad. Second, there is no “true” answer. And thirdly, this is just my view and what I believe. I’ll be dividing this into sections; Demeter, Zeus, Hades, and Persephone. First is Demeter, the mother who smothered her child and left her in a dark hole surrounded by a mother’s demands and wishes. I’ve said it now at least nine times that Demeter was scared and wanted to protect her child. Well, protection doesn’t last long and you can’t keep a person “locked” away forever. How else was Persephone or any child supposed to grow and experience things if they don’t leave? I know, you know, we know this world is chaotic, dangerous, and full of all kinds of bad things around us. I think Persephone was old enough to know right from wrong. I’m theorizing that Demeter was hoping Persephone could accomplish some of the things that Demeter couldn’t have done when she was her age and if it isn't obvious enough Demeter was the one pushing Persephone farther away. Next, is Zeus, I’m assuming he only wanted Demeter to put an end to her tantrum because it was affecting the mortals, the earth and she would cause all humanity to disappear. So notwithstanding Hades and Demeter's request, Zeus only did what would please himself only to restore the balance of the world. Moving forward the decision had to be made and Zeus was a part of making it, he just left everyone unhappy in the end. Then there’s Hades, I know, and you probably already know too that he’s WAY different compared to his brother and maybe everyone else. There isn’t a whole lot to say other than he cherished Persephone more than what any Gods and Goddesses could imagine. I still think that Hades never meant to ‘kidnap” Persephone, everything was just put into false words and misunderstandings. Hades never kept Persephone hostage or a prisoner, he was patient, kind, gentle, and very respectful towards her. After giving out evidence from all kinds of sources and people, I believe that Hades' part of the story somehow connects to the “truth” about what could or might potentially be the myth. Hades may have rushed things in the beginning but he went at a steady and comfortable pace with Persephone along the way. Lastly, Persephone, a goddess who experienced so much already for a goddess such as her age, her emotions were all over the place but even that remains a mystery. I full-heartedly believe that Persephone did hold some kind of different powers from Nikita Gill’s book. It speaks as though she was different compared to all the original sources. There are two sides to Persephone; her being a strong woman and her being a helpless child. In the beginning, Persephone was confused as hell. In a fight or flight situation, she froze, that's probably why she didn’t scream. But Hades was the only one who saw right through all her pain and misery trying to be “perfect” for her mother. My belief about Persephone is a trapped child wanting to escape for freedom and Hades helped Persephone become the goddess she was meant to be, Queen of the Underworld alongside Hades as King. In the end, Persephone changed greatly, Hades helped and was different just like her, Demeter was controlling but she had her reasons, and Zeus was just being Zeus as always. However, there is still much to this like people thought the pomegranate that Persephone ate made her fall in love with Hades (I disagree strongly) or any other part of the story that I missed. There is still a mystery to this Greek Mythology, we may never find it, people find their own truth, and there is no right or wrong answer. What I believe though is this piece that I created.

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daybreakx · 5 years ago

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Cold Coffee (love alarm au)

love alarm au, non idol! au, coffee shop au.

warnings: some of the app characteristics might be different from the drama/webtoon.

a/n: Hii, I wrote a love alarm au for Rowoon some time ago and I decided to do this one for Hwiyoung as well! I hope you like it and remember requests are open.💕

Hwiyoung thought it was stupid. The whole Love Alarm dependence everyone showed lately, how they couldn’t be away from their phones for more than five minutes without getting anxious about not hearing the alert.

“Come on, download it!” Dawon nagged “It will be fun”

“I don’t think so” Hwiyoung pushed his arm off the coffee bar, cleaning what was already wiped down. “You’re acting like children”

Dawon rolled his eyes, “You’re no fun, plus, we all know Rowoon’s going to win”

“Exactly, so why do we need to prove this point?”

“Well, the competition is going to be between us, then. Chani says he can get more people to ring his alarm than you and me together”

Although it ticked him off a bit, Hwiyoung still refused to fall into their game. “You’ll see about that, then”

It normally drove him crazy, seeing people in the café he worked at just looking over at each other like they were prey, waiting for the exact moment where their 10 meter radius would cross and ring their alarm. Couldn’t they just walk up to each other like normal people and strike a conversation?

It was also hypocritical of him to have such thoughts, since he didn’t seem to function correctly every time you came up to him to place an order, which was almost everyday, since the café was on your way to work. No matter how hard he tried, his small talk always seemed awkward, and although you laughed sweetly at it (and him) he couldn’t help but feel like was making a fool of himself. He was also quite certain that you didn’t have a Love Alarm either, because he knew that it would ring wherever you went.

Your friends had also tried to convince you to get it. Not for a competition, like Hwiyoung’s, but because they thought it was a nice way of meeting people who’d already taken a liking in you. It didn’t seem that way for you, it was too bold, and maybe even superficial.

“Hi” you walked up to the counter, cheerful as you normally were, it had a little bit to do with the cute barista that always wrote down your order and make lame jokes every time you two talked. “How are you today?”

“I’m good” His gummy smile always made you beam as well, it was honest and sweet, and it brightened up his face. “The usual?”

“Yes, please” you got the exact change out your pocket, for the coffee and to leave some in the tip jar.

“HWIYOUNG!”

The door of the café burst open, and a boy a little shorter than Hwiyoung came in running, holding his phone on his hand, the Love Alarm logo in the screen.

“Not now, Dawon” Hwiyoung winced.

“No, wait, guess who rang my Love Alarm...” the words died in his mouth as Dawon looked at you, and back at his friend, noticing his tense and slightly awkward movements. “Hello, what’s your name?” Dawon asked, a mischevious smile automatically settling on his face.

“Uh...”

“Please ignore him” Hwiyoung pleaded “He just likes being annoying. Go and play with Chani, Dawon”

You laughed at his last comment, shaking your head, you extended your hand to Dawon. “y/n, nice to meet you, Dawon”

“Nice to meet you, too” Dawon continued smiling, but his next words were interrupted by Hwiyoung, announcing your drink was ready.

“See you later, guys” you smiled and waved at both of them, “And, uh, good luck with your Love Alarm, Dawon!”

Both boys watched you leave the café before Dawon turned to his friend again. “So that’s who makes you afraid of the Love Alarm!”

“What? No” Hwiyoung turned around again, making himself busy with cleaning what he’d used to make your drink.

“Are you afraid it’s going to expose the evident crush you have on them?”

“I don’t think they even have a Love Alarm” Hwiyoung replied, absentmindedly.

“But you DO have a crush on them!” Dawon gasped

“I never said...” Hwiyoung sighed “I don’t have a crush on anybody”

“Sure thing” Dawon laughed “But I’m pretty sure their Love Alarm would be going off like crazy every time they came inside this café”.

“Have you seen my phone?” Hwiyoung groaned, throwing the cushions around the living room in hopes of finding it in one of the couches. “I swear I had it with me”

“No, you probably left it in the kitchen, as always” Chani shrugged, not paying attention to his friend.

“Dawon!” Hwiyoung ran into his bedroom “Have you seen my phone? I’m going to be late for work”

“Well, where did you leave it?” nonchalantly, Dawon looked at Hwiyoung from his bed, playing on his own phone. “You always put it everywhere, and forget about it”

Hwiyoung groaned yet again, walking back into the kitchen, where he found his phone in the counter. “I found it” he announced, “I’m going to work”

“Sure” Chani called after him, “I hope you see your crush today”

“Shut up, Chani”.

Hwiyoung should have guessed there was something wrong when his phone disappeared, it was true that he’d leave it unattended and then think he’d lost it pretty often, but when both of his friends acted way more innocent than usual, he should have taken it as a sign.

He heard the Love Alarm ring per usual, in the subway, while walking on the street, it was a sound so familiar to him that it didn’t faze him. It only started seeming strange when he went inside the café, and as he tied his apron behind his back, the alarm went off way too close to him. Taking the phone out of his pocket, the message popped up on the screen: 3 people within a 10M radius love you.

With an annoyed gesture and his mouth slightly open, Hwiyoung put the phone back inside his pocket. He was flattered, he would even brag about it to Chani and Dawon, but first he’d fight them for hijacking his phone and downloading the stupid Love Alarm.

“Hi Hwi-” your greeting was interrupted by his alarm going off. It was really starting to bother him not knowing how to turn it off, and now, he just felt embarrassed that you knew he had a Love Alarm. The person behind you on the line took their phone out, cheeks red now after ringing the barista’s alarm, but soon they were disappointed by not receiving any response on their on App. “Oh, you have a Love Alarm now”.

“It was my friends who got it” he sighed, “I didn’t want it”.

You smiled at him, “Well, it looks like it works well for you”.

The blush on his cheeks deepened, “It’s probably a mistake, I don’t get why it won’t stop ringing”.

“I do” you mumbled, proceeding to blurt out your order to pretend like the words hadn’t left your mouth in the first place.

Your fingers hovered over the download button, still hesitant to press it. You couldn’t stop thinking about the Love Alarm app ever since you left the café. Hwiyoung’s alarm had rang several times more while you were there, and it had really sparked your curiosity.

That, and it made you realize how popular Hwiyoung was. Not that you didn’t suspect it, even you liked the coffee shop because of him as well, and you couldn’t deny his longish hair and pretty smile made you flustered more often than not.

So you clicked on the download button and hoped for the best.

Hwiyoung was more than just done with the Love Alarm, knowing he had once again, made a fool of himself in front of you. It would be a lot easier if the just mustered up the courage to ask for your number, and he knew it, but maybe that was why people used the app, once you were certain someone could like you back, everything seemed much more simple.

“So” Dawon laughed when he saw Hwiyoung cross the door of the apartment “How did it go? Did you ring their alarm?”

“I told you they don’t have a Love Alarm” he replied, annoyed. “Now silence mine, or turn it off, I don’t care, I couldn’t find a way to do it myself”.

“That’s the fun part of the new update, you can’t turn it off!”

“I hate you” Hwiyoung sighed, tossing his phone aside.

“What do you mean you can’t turn it off?” you gasped, taking your phone from your friend’s hands. “I can’t go in there!”

“You know it’s pretty obvious you like him, Love Alarm or not, right?” they laughed, pushing the door of the café open.

“I don’t like him, like him” you excused yourself “Plus this is dumb and I really don’t want him thinking I’m stupid”.

“Because you like him” your friend raised their eyebrows repeteadly “Come on, the Love Alarm doesn’t lie”.

You walked behind them, waiting for the moment that Hwiyoung’s Love Alarm would go off and you’d have to pretend like it wasn’t you who rang it. But as you entered the 10 meter radius between the barista and you, your own phone jingled, making you jump in surprise. Hwiyoung himself rushed to take his cellphone out of his pocket, although he had heard it ring another couple times during his shift, it had really startled him that it did when you went inside. He was being hopeful, but still grinned when the legend appeared on the screen: “1 person withing a 10M radius loves you”.

“Hi y/n” Hwiyoung greeted, face beet red as he looked at your phone in your hand and then at your face.

“Hello, Hwiyoung” a little more confident and relieved, you smiled at him “I told you your Love Alarm worked just fine”.

Hwiyoung laughed softly, “I’m glad yours does as well”.

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kurtty-drabbles · 6 years ago

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Looks who comes for the party

N/A: saw a webtoon where a girl not wanting to go to her sister´s wedding(afraid to see her ex and that she is completely alone) summons a demon to be her boyfriend for a day. It was quite cute. Seir can´t be the demon because he would flirt with anything that moves and would be a horrible companion to Kitty(if he didn´t try to kill someone) but ....how about someone with blue blood? hehehe pun intended.

this is what Kitty was wearing

@djinmer4 @dannybagpipesarecalling

Kitty may certainly be a genius in technology and sciences, but, she sure is not smart when it comes to a relationship. The first and last long relationship is laced with a few bad points, for example, she was 14 years old and Piotr was almost 20, the man would often say she give him the looks and he can´t ignore it or when Kitty does turn 18 and Piotr can legally date her...the man didn´t react well with rejection.

This really scared the woman to the point her relationships didn´t last long, and when her boyfriend break up things with her things only go downhill as an invitation of the wedding of the century reaches to her mail and Piotr is getting married.

(Many even assumed Kitty would come alone and the pitying eyes as well the judgmental eyes are too much)

Illyana, for her surprise, is on her side and as Kitty confess she does not want to go alone and has no one to take her, the sorceress supreme´s help is of course using dark arts("Katya, dark arts are in, we can do anything" "even MCR´s make up?" "Be nice, make-ups are hard")

A circle was formed as Yana chant Latin words and the circle opens a portal of hell(Kitty assumes is hell, but hey, it can be New Jersey or Bahia in the summer) as a figure appears hovering above the hell. The creature is well dressed but the fashion didn´t hide the demonic aura.

His blue fur, his golden eyes and the dark swords on the scabbard and a tail flicking around and a smirk at Kitty and flatters once his eyes lock on Yana and something bizarre happened("Well, it would be the first") they start to scream at each other in Latin.

After five minutes, the screams stop as the man crosses his arms and Yana make a rude gesture that was followed by the demonic entity.

"Katya, this is the Duke of one of the nine hells, "Yana said the name but Kitty didn´t understand, the creature seems to found that funny as he introduced to her and the name is nothing but buzzing sounds.

"I´m not listening your name, is there´s a short version?" Kitty asked and Yana looks confused as to her, the name is clear as day, but she often forgets that Kitty is not formed in dark arts of magic.

"Kurt" he repeats and adds "it rhymes with hurt"

Yana speaks again and points her finger to the Duke of hell.

"Kurt" there´s a mock in her voice " we have a deal, one day at earth, and you will be Kitty´s plus one in my boyfriend´s wedding, no funny business, be a good guest and I shall not strike you" she crosses her arms and it resembles a bit of Belasco, her older mentor. Kurt didn´t go unnoticed the resemblance.

"Very well, I agree with the deal, then Miss Pryde it seems I´m your date for the wedding"Kitty has lots to say about this but the entity give his hand to the woman and shake it, "I noticed that every woman likes to have strangers to kissed their hand"

"Oh, yes, I don´t like at all"

____________________________

The wedding of the century was held by the X-men in the mansion, Ororo give a bright day to the couple as Jean and Scott make sure the party in itself is occurring smoothly.

Kitty arrives and Ororo and Logan go talk with the woman, Piotr pretends all he wants, but he has a mean streak and can´t help by showing off to Kitty, however, they noticed the tall and handsome man next to her.

"Guys, this is Kurt Wagner," Kitty said in a sweet tone. "my boyfriend" she speaks doubting herself and Ororo and Logan´s archer one eyebrow at her reaction "it is a really new relationship"

"Each day with you is a new adventure to me" Kurt speak with a nice smile and the tall and handsome man is drinking champagne on a flute and his white skin and tuxedo do make the man stand up.

"And where did you two meet?" Ororo asked.

"He smells funny, like brimstone" Logan speaks and Ororo stomp on his feet.

"Germany," Kitty said and Kurt looks amused at her as she corrects herself "Bavaria, is a part of Germany, and I did meet him during the diplomatic mission I held a few months ago, we hit off well"

"She is a cute thing, but, what I like the most is her spirit" kitty almost scream at a demon joking with that " is not every day we meet a woman with such soul, I admire Kitty Pryde very much"

"You still smell funny" Logan commented.

"I know, is my cologne"

Logan is not really believing the story, but, for the sake of his feet, the man remains silent. Ororo let the couple go as Kitty held hands to Kurt.

Yana is with her date, Hela, and they are a cute and deadly couple.

"Hey, so far so good, It has been centuries since I ever saw the surface in person" Kurt explained.

"Well, I´m impressed I thought you would go all conquistador"

"Oh, that´s a very stereotype of you, if I kill all the humans where is my entertainment?"

"Right!"

They stop when they see Piotr who is taken back by the mere presence of a man like Kurt, deep down, he was sure Kitty would be all alone, yet, here is she with a man that can clearly be a top model.

"Katya, you come?" Piotr replies//asked in shock. Kurt didn´t let the man comes any closer of Kitty as with a real thick German accent, Kurt starts to speak with Piotr.

The Russian is almost losing his patience when Kurt offers his hand to shake and Piotr thought, in a mean spirit, to hurt his hand a little, however, his plan didn´t work the way he wanted.

"Thanks, Piotr, let´s keep touch, now, go away, you will get married in a few minutes, and I and my Katzchen have things to do" Kurt smiles at the Russian agrees and leave the two alone.

"Do you think Yana will bite my head if she found out her brother´s hand is broken?"

"I think she will"

"Damn"

The wedding happens and Domino looks beautiful in her dress as she finally said I do to Piotr. They kissed and Kitty feels a relief like she finally can close this book.

_________________________________ On the next day, Kitty wakes up to see Kurt still on the surface as Yana is annoyed at him.

"Guys?" Kitty asked.

"Katya, we have a problem, Kurt does not want to leave"

"Why?"

"I like here, and your deal states that I must go away until the ceremony is over, but you didn´t specify if is the human ceremony or demonic one."

"You are pushing it" Yana stated angrily.

"Maybe or you didn´t think that deeply, now, a demonic wedding last 1 month, so, I have one month to stay here, after that by the laws of our deal, I´ll be sent back"

"What you will be doing for one month here?" Yana asked and Kurt smiles pleased and then look at Kitty.

"Katzchen, can we try the ice cream? I´m curious now" Kurt asked and Kitty realizes this is going to be a long month.

#kurtty #summon demons is never wise #kurt wagner #kitty pryde #piotr/domino

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pandabearlikes · 8 years ago

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My Husband, Kim JunMeow

Table of Contents 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Chapter o2. I’m Not A Vixen, I Swear

My mother blinks. I stand there as frozen as a popsicle could get and maybe even more frozen than that. Color strips from my face and I’m seconds from passing out in front of the two most important figures destined to be part of my life. With a chummy grin, the stud extends his hand.

“Nice to meet you,” he politely greets with a bow. My mind whirls and my hands reflexively jerk out to retreat his arm as if I’m afraid the female in front of us would morph into a real tiger and maul his beautiful hands off.

Hesitantly, my mother takes his hand. My pretend husband’s politeness strikes her as a positive attribute from the list of qualities her potential son-in-law must have.

“Kim Jun…Meow…?” she raises a brow.

“Mmhm,” his friendly smile charms my mother like a spell.

“Okay, OK, Mum, you got his name. I’ll explain all else through the phone!” I speedily separate them and proceed to scoot her out the door. “I love you, Mum. I’m sorry. I promise I’ll go home over the weekend for dinner,” I apologize and give her a fleeting kiss on the cheek. It calms her enough to not grill me further. With a short shake of the head and palm holding her throbbing head, she struts down the block and gets into her car.

I slam the door shut and heave the deepest of deep breaths. My back slides down the ornate engraved designs of the wooden front door. Palms rest themselves against my sore chest as I take a moment to process what in the actual world just happened. Am I secretly the main character of a crazy webtoon or something?? Hey, you gotta admit it, W was a kick ass Korean drama but the ending was kind of —

Large hands outstretch in front of me, breaking me from my habitual scatter-brained thoughts. Its owner leans over like a gentlemen, prince in shining armor straight out of a fairy tale. On instincts, I take his hand and he helps me onto my feet. The miscalculated force guides me to land right into his chest. It’s so warm and broad and perfect and my heart starts to bubble and go crazy. Bashfully, I peer up at him. Cheeks heat up in temperatures rivaling the degree of the hotness gemstones in the night sky. I think I’m floating on clouds. He’s beautiful. My fingertips trail down his chest and torso.

“Are you okay?” the handsome man breaks the silence by questioning. It dispels the entrancing bewitchment and finally registering what I was doing, I bounce myself back and away from him to hide behind my living room table. I gulp.

How did you get in here? Who are you…?

Instead, the words that spill from my mouth are, “Did we…”

“Hm?” he tilts his head and innocently, inches forward. My eyes roam down his chocolate abs and I know it’s stupid but I feel a sense of satisfaction. The thought of losing my virginity to such a god-like man was…silly…but satisfying because social college norms are pressuring. You try to ignore it but it gets to you sometimes and having gone through 90% of college without having touched the opposite sex made me feel unwanted. Stupid. Stupid thoughts. And priorities much? Shouldn't I be asking him for his identity? He could be a serial killer for God’s sake.

“Did we…do it?” I elaborate.

“Do what?” the man is now just two feet from me. Sensing my discomfort, he settles at the other end of the living room table. A soft smile spreads across his juicy lips and I’m so in awe by how quickly my pulse calms down to his simple act.

“You know…” I chew on my inner cheek, lower my head, and shift my feet.

“I know…?” he pouts. He looks so soft and cuddly, his cheeks puff up and I have to grind my heels against the floor to not go up and pinch them.

“Did we…have sex…?” I mumble.

“Sex?” the attractive human raises his brow. The slight twitch of the corner of his lips sends my heart trembling once again.

“…You know…hah…” I rub the back of my neck, “Hah…we’re both fully grown adults…it’s okay. Chill…chill…it’s not that big of a deal…everyone does it…it’s normal…we don’t have to make it such a big dea—"

As a spurt words out of nervousness, I fail to acknowledge his advancement until he’s literally standing right in front of me. Our toes tickle one another and I’m such a coward, I can’t even tilt my head up to look at him. Instead, my vision coincidentally lands on the bump covered by the blanket around his hip. From the close distance, the thin cotton fabric could only hide so much.

“Like mating…?” his voice is just as soft as his cheeks. But his odd question causes me to look up at him with an utterly confused expression.

“Ye-…yeah…” I blink and nod. Both our cheeks dusts in cherry blossom pink.

“No, I would never do that to you,” he responds. I jolt my head up and bite my lower lip, a little hurt by his response. Again, there goes these stupid and foolish thoughts of self-worthlessness due to being rejected by a perfect guy…

“…without your permission…” the man finishes his genuine statement. Sucking in air, I peer into his oscillating orbs again. They’re so sparkly, with a tinge of azure blue. My tummy flip-flops as my brain repeats his sweet words over and over again. I flatten my lips. He gifts me a pure and gentle smile and automatically, my expressions mimic his. It’s ridiculous and I am not a believer of true love, much less, love at first sight but this moment may have just disproved all my beliefs or non-beliefs.

But I didn’t want to seem like an easy girl nor want to let go of my pride so I backtrack and cross my arms over my chest. “Do you use that line with all the girls you sleep with?” I accuse. He blinks. Hissing, I grumble under my breath, “But I don’t feel any pain…If we did it I should be super sore because you’re so bi—“ I catch myself before my chatterbox lips vocalize any more of my thoughts. He laughs into his smile.

“I…would never hurt you…” the man sincerely promises.

“We-well…tell me who you are then…” I chuck back.

“Kim JunMeow,” he answers right away.

“Kim Jun…Meow…?” I scratch my head, “That’s the oddness name I’ve ever…”

Sensing my distrust, the lovely man picks up one of my scattered notebooks and pens from the table and scribbles onto it. With an adorable signature grin, he turns the notebook and reveals the writing.

“Kim JunMyeon,” I read out loud. “Oh, JunMyeon,” I laugh. “You can’t even say your own name? Is JunMeow a nickname?” I giggle and admit, “It’s kinda cute.”

Junmyeon’s expressions liven at my comment. “Will you call me by ‘JunMeow’ then?” he shyly requests and looks at me with hopeful eyes.

“Sure!” I chirp. The room echoes with our bashful giggles. Then I backtrack again; my expression grows serious and I grab a nearby lamp as a makeshift weapon. Narrowing my eyes, I finally ask the questions I should have asked a long time ago. “Who are you?” Wait, God damn it, you just asked that. Ask the other question. “I mean…How did you find me?!”

“I followed you home,” the gullible man honestly answers.

My jaw hits the ground with a scoff. “Are you a psychopath?!” I shrill. “I knew it, I’ve been dry all my life, no perfect man would suddenly drop into my world,” I groan and then shout, “How did you even get into my apartment?!?! I’m calling the police!!”

“No! No, please calm down!” Junmyeon holds his palms up.

“Are you a rapist?! A serial killer? Oh my God…I’m going to die. I’m going to…” I shout gibberish as my knees start to shake. He starts to make his way toward me. Trembling, I hold the lamp out like a sword and shield. “Please…please…” I start to break down when he’s inches from me. Though not too tall, his physique towers over me. His strong grip gathers hold of the lamp and he slowly twists it out of my grasp. “I barely lived life. I’ve never fallen in love or achieved any life goals. Please don’t kill me…” I start to beg when he completely strips me of any weaponry or protective barrier. He locks me with his deep gaze as my body uncontrollably convulses at the thought of being raped and killed and the sad thought that my mother was probably anxiously waiting at home for my phone call. I squeeze my eyes shut and let tears fall down like a broken pearl necklace along my cheeks. He’s so close, I could feel heat radiating from his skin and rush through my pores. Then, the unthinkable happens. Strong arms mold around the curvature of my back as its owner brings me into his embrace. Still, not comprehending his actions, I continue to shake against his chest. He presses me closer until the minimal space between our skin starts to perspire.

“I would never hurt you,” Junmyeon repeats his promise from before while tenderly stroking the side of my arm to calm me down. His touch is the closest thing to a miracle; the trembles quiet.

“Yo-you hic you just said you followed hic me home…” I hiccup from fright.

“You let me in,” he honestly answers.

Confusion settles into my soul and I aggressively pinch my arm because I’m so sure I’m stuck in a crazy dream right now. I’ve been reading too much erotic fan fiction for my own good. If only I had as much interest in my college text books…My skin is beet red but the illusion before me fails to dispel. Junmyeon grabs hold of my hand to stop my self-inflicted bruise. He takes my arm and starts to softly brush the red spot with his thumb; it startles me. Taking his lowered guard to my advantage, I grab onto his wrist and launch him in the direction of the door. He groans as his body slams against the front door. Immediately, I climb on top of him to subdue him. His hands naturally hold the sides of my hip and suddenly, our position is more suggestive than I had intended. My breathing is heavy and panting from all the action and anxiety. Junmyeon peers up with a look of innocence and puzzlement. As soon as I feel a heated throb against my thigh, i bounce off him.

“I DON’T KNOW WHO YOU ARE BUT YOU NEED TO LEAVE OR ELSE I’M CALLING THE COPS!” I warn.

He gives me ‘em puppy eyes, they’re so familiar…but I can’t quite grasp the situation. My phone rings. With my eyes locked on Kim JunMeow - I mean Myeon, I sidewalk like a crab over to the kitchen counter to grab hold of my device.

“Hello?”

My father’s thunderous voice almost deafens me. I hold my phone out at an arm’s length to salvage my hearing. “I AM DOWNSTAIRS. YOUNG LADY, YOU HAVE SOME EXPLAINING!”

I should be relieved. My father, who is a retired police officer is here to save me from this psychopath stalker, but I’m not. I’m not relieved. Anxiety and worry fills my souls for whatever reason, I can’t quite pinpoint. A moment of de ja vu clouds my mind as I glance over to the patient and innocent-looking man. Quickly, I shake off the feeling and misinterpret it as a sign that I was stupidly more afraid of getting in trouble with my parents than being murdered. Very stupid indeed, my logic needs some reworking.

As soon as my father hangs up, I dash across the room, take Junmyeon by the hands and tug him back into my room. Wardrobe doors swing open. I dig through my clothes for the largest t-shirt I could find and hold the contenders up to Junmyeon to find the most appropriate and presentable one. I don’t even question why he showed up at my house without clothes to begin with.

“You’re pretty skinny, I think you’ll fit this one!” I announce, chuck a black t-shirt at him, and run to dig through my drawers for some jogger pants.

Junmyeon frowns at the graphics on the shirt that read, “Cats are Devil’s Spawn.”

“What are you doing?! Put it on! My dad’s coming up as we speak!” I rush. When the man doesn’t move, I physically go up to him, stretch the jogger pant’s waist band out, and get down on my knees. “Leg up!” I order. Obediently, Junmyeon lets me slip the pants up. I catch a glimpse of his goods by accident and almost choke on my saliva.

Keys start to jiggle at the door. I’m a mess, I jolt up onto my feet and motion for Junmyeon to lift up his arms so I could slip the t-shirt on but he’s stubborn about not wearing the chosen t-shirt. “ARM UP!” I growl. The man with breathtaking boyish looks puff up his cheeks and shake his head.

“KIM JUNMEOW!” I bark, “My father will be right here any moment!”

His lower lip protrudes at the increased volume of my voice.

“Be good…” For some reason, I reach out and pet his head.

“Fine,” Junmyeon murmurs and finally reaches his arms over his head. Instantaneously, I throw the shirt over him and pull. He’s skinny but so ripped, his pecs protrude through the t-shirt.

“YOUNG LADY, WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU ARE MARRIED?!” My father barges straight through my bedroom door, disregarding the fact that I’d have to spend a chunk of my paycheck to repair it. But worse of all, my hands are still tangled in between Junmyeon’s abs and the shirt.

Fourth time. I never ever want to hear my full name ever again. Immediately, I jerk my hand away from Junmyeon to cover my ears. On the other hand, my pretend husband is already absorbed into his character. His arms protectively round over my body. The older man scrutinizes him, his nostrils flaring out with invisible fire. Junmyeon spins me around even though the escapist part of me would much rather face plant against his chest.

“Hello, Sir. I am Kim JunMeow,” my pretend husband bows and stretches out a hand to take my father’s. This time, I grab his hand before my shark of a father could sever his limb off. The furious man hisses at my disrespectful actions but can’t disapprove of Junmyeon’s politeness.

“Kim Jun…Meow?” the older man’s response is similar to his wife’s.

“Hah…” I nervously laugh, “He means Kim JunMyeon, Dad. JunMeow is just the pet name I gave him…heh…” I scratch my head and find myself, also, absorbed in my character too. My palm rests against Junmyeon’s abdomen and we stand there like any other normal couple.

“What do you do? And when did you meet me daughter?” the retired sheriff takes a seat on my vanity chair and starts to interrogate.

“I protect your daughter and summer of 1996,” Junmyeon honestly answers, though, at the time, I assume it is a straight out lie. I look at him, impressed with his job well done.

The interrogator narrows his eyes but the shock of Junmyeon’s answers makes him speechless. My mother had detailed to him that I had randomly married a mysterious man she’s never met and it was quite possibly an impulsive or shot gun marriage.

“Are you pregnant?”

“NO!” I instantly answer.

“Young Man, do your parents know you got married?”

“No,” Junmyeon shakes his head. I subtly smack his back to reprimand him for his honesty.

“Why did the two of you get married without your parents' permission?! Huh?!?” My father stomps his feet in rage.

“Because I love her,” my pretend husband shocks me with his response. “I want to protect her. I never met my father and humans separated me from my mother when I was eight weeks old. I’ve never seen her since and quite frankly, I don’t even remember how she looks like.” My heart drops at his confession, I peer up at him almost searching for a hint that would tell me all of this was an act and that he didn’t have to go through such unbearable trauma so early in his life. Because no one deserves such tragedy. And yet, his jaws are tense and eyes grow glossy at the memory.

My father too, softens his strong front at the younger male’s story. “That…that is not an excuse for you not to ask for my permission for my daughter’s hand in marriage, Young Man. You don’t have parents but she does.”

“Dad!” I hiss. I think I’m stupid for having fallen prey to this man’s lies.

“Stay out of this,” the middle-aged man orders, “This is a conversation between men.”

To my father’s words, I cower and lower my head in shame. Yet, to my bewilderment, the normally placid Junmyeon bravely counters, “Why is it a conversation between men, Sir? Aren’t we talking about your daughter and my marriage? She has full right to take part in the conversation.” I inhale sharply. My father jolts up onto his feet and glares at Junmyeon with intimidation for daring to talk back at him. Instinctively, I step in front of my husband and hold my arm out in a protective stance.

In a mature gesture, Junmyeon bows his head and states, “Sir, I admit our marriage was quite impulsive and abrupt. It was my fault for not informing you.”

“Dad…” I murmur a plea, “Please…” Please what… “Do-don’t…” my lips tremble, though I’m not sure why. “Don’t break us apart…” I choke. Both men in the room paralyze with guilt. I lift my hand up to my cheeks and realize I was crying…no…I was sobbing. This sudden rush of emotions is so incomprehensible to me. I don’t understand why…why…but I start choking with tears. An unbearable feeling of having a wound resurface in my heart causes me to clench my chest. Distraught, Junmyeon brings me into his tight embrace, stroking my hair and whispering, “It’s okay” in my ear. Speechless, the older man can only watch as his supposed son-in-law steals away the job once reserved for him.

“Sir, I apologize for everything. I’ll stop by and have this chat with you another time,” Junmyeon promises as he holds me. My sobs only grow and it breaks both of my guardians' hearts. I’m riddled with confusion, myself.

Junmyeon doesn’t let go of me even after my father leaves. Hiccuping, I peel myself away from him and wipe my eyes. “I hic I don’t know what hic is hic going on but you need to hic go!” I direct him to the door. “Let’s pretend that nothing happened between us last night.” Well, technically nothing happened between us…but… Compliantly, he lets me shove him to the front of the door but stands his ground when I tell him to go his merry way.

“I’m not leaving when you are like this,” Junmyeon strictly says. Looking down, I notice even my hands are shaking. What has gotten into me?

Chuckling, I wipe my tears and try to suppress my sobs as best as possible. “I should have majored in Acting, shouldn’t I?” I downplay the incident because I still don’t know why I suddenly burst into tears.

Junmyeon’s gentle expression tells me he doesn’t buy it. “I’ll leave after I know that you’re okay,” he bargains.

I bite my lip and turn away to avoid his enticing gaze. With his brows sinking a bit and lips in a pout, he looks so fluffy and cuddly and I wasn’t sure if I’d hop into his embrace without my own knowledge. Instead, he steps back into the room, stops in front of me, and takes my hand.

“Go,” I say, though my heart tells him to stay. But I learn very quickly that listening my heart is an untrustworthy one-way trip to misery.

“You really want me to go?” Junmyeon softly questions as he kneads my fingers.

“Go.”

I can’t stop the half twitch of my brows when he lets go of my hands. Footsteps grow lighter and lighter, my heart drops when they stop. Calm your thirst, Woman. You barely know him. Frustrated, I tousle my hair. When I look up again, I do a double take. My eyes widen.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” I suck in my breath and almost trip over flat surface.

Junmyeon is stripping out of his clothes. Choking myself from my quick breathing, I rush forward to stop him before he got to his bottoms. My hands outstretch to grab onto his loose waistband but miss it by a jiffy. His perfectly symmetrical butt cheeks stare back at me as he lets the jogging pants fall to the floor.

“AHHH!” I scream and cover my face with my hands. Notice, I said face and not eyes, my fingers part in “V” because my thirst or as Fifty Shades of Grey would describe as “inner goddess” contradict with my outer reserved demeanor. And NO, I didn’t read Fifty Shades of Grey O.o I just saw the movie trailer…but I digress. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING, KIM JUNMYEON?!”

With his blank kitten stare, he starts to turn.

“DON’T TURN AROUND!” I shout.

“Hm?” the man innocently explains, “The shirt and pants are yours so I didn’t want to leave with them without your permission.”

“YOU HAVE MY PERMISSION! PLEASE TAKE THEM!” I instantly reply and physically lift the pants back up to cover him. The thought of other woman getting a glimpse of his body angered me for whatever reason I don’t know. Maybe, I’m just hella possessive. Wiping off the sweat from my forehead, I throw my head back in exhaustion. First that cat and now —

“Wait…what happened to…” I scratch my head and scan my premise for any signs of the furry monster.

Junmyeon is finally allowed to turn around.

“Put the shirt back on,” I command as I get down on my knees and look under my sofa for the lost cat.

“I don’t want to,” my pretend husband complains. Running my fingers through my hair, I throw him a displeased look.

“Be good and put back on your shirt, please,” I hear myself say.

“No,” Junmyeon crosses his arms over his chest and pouts. The shirt is an abandoned heap on the floor. For a moment, I mistake it to be the missing cat playing hide and seek and lift it up.

“Argh,” I toss the shirt at the hot stud, who flicks his arm to reject my present. “Argh, you act like Lila’s ungrateful cat!” I groan under my breath. Junmyeon takes a seat at the arm of the sofa and observe me as I almost tear my apartment up in search of the runaway feline.

“I don’t like that shirt, even if I love you,” he grumbles.

I stuck my head out of my laundry basket and ask, “Why?”

“I love cats.”

“Oh my God.” My body collapses onto the floor in disbelief.

Junmyeon suppresses a chuckle at my dramatic reaction. “You used to too…” he whispers but I don’t hear over my own hypothesis about how every one has been hypnotized by freakin’ cats.

“You should just marry Lila. My God, you two would love each other,” I half-heartedly say as I dig through the boxes above my shelves in case the kitty fell asleep there.

“I can’t.”

“Why?”

“Because I love you and we’re married now,” he smiles into his reply. I stop the search to look at him. Mistake. Cleaning my throat, I hold a hand up to block my view of his flawlessly sculptured abs.

“You’re really good at acting. Are you an actor?” I probe.

“Nope.”

“Are you…a thief?” I narrow my eyes. Hey, they are good at lying after all.

“Nope,” Junmyeon answers, this time a little amused.

“Then what are you?”

“A cat,” he bluntly answers.

I roll my eyes and throw a sofa pillow at him. He catches it with ease and hugs it against his chest. “You’re such a good liar. You almost had me earlier,” I click my tongue, now pretending to search through my house so that he didn’t know I am actually interested in his response.

“Earlier?”

“Earlier, with my father,” I completely terminate the search and plop myself onto the sofa next to him. Finally, I can look at him without my heart racing in turbulent speeds due to the nifty pillow blocking my eyes from gawking over his lethal bod.

“I was honest with every word I said,” Junmyeon retorts.

Scrutinizing his facial features, I try to hunt for any hints of dishonesty. But his expression is so pure and lovely. Unknowingly, my lips curve up into a friendly smile.

“I will protect you…”

Shaking my head, I laugh.

“…with my life,” he quiets me with his words. It doesn’t make sense but I feel my heart clench.

“…You…you must be an expert at picking up girls…” I remark to distract myself.

“Popular with them but I don’t pick up girls on purpose.”

I scoff and he chuckles. Even his laughter is friendly.

“…So…about your—“ I turn my whole body around and begin to ask but the loud grumble of his stomach halts my curiosity. Junmyeon slaps his tummy.

“Hungry?”

“Hm…” he timidly lowers his head, “A little.”

“Want some ramen?” I offer and chirpily get up to the kitchen to cook brunch.

“Do you have fish?” Junmyeon questions as he follows you.

“Fish? Hm…I think I have some. Do you mind leftovers?” I say while rummaging through my fridge. I close the door a bit when I sense Junmyeon hovering over me. Heh. I’m not the most organize to say the least…especially not the refrigerator.

“Nope. My diet is primarily eating what people throw away anyway…I’m used to it,” he states with such nonchalance that if makes my heart sink a little. Though, I’m uncertain of his identity, a part of me believes his promise that he’d never hurt me.

“I also have chicken breast left, do you want some?” I attempt to dig out the most delicious and presentable dishes a broke ass college student could have.

“Yes!! Fish and chicken breast are my favorite,” the handsome man cheers. Muffling a giggle, I throw all the food onto a plastic container and chuck it into the microwave while I start to prepare the ramen. From his seat, Junmyeon watches me with admiration. He looks like a giddy, fluffy, happy kitty. His invisible tail wags to the sound of the microwave’s beep.

It smells like pure bliss, my tummy flip-flops with anticipation. Steam vaporizes into the air. I turn off the fire and bring the entire pot of ramen onto the kitchen counter. Quickly, I motion for the gullible man to come over. He leaps up onto his feet and joins me at the table.

“Here you go,” I divide the left over tilapia and chicken onto two plates and serve him one. Eyeing his food as if they are bricks of gold, he lifts a hand and gets ready to dig in.

“Wa-wait!” I chime and hand him a fork. “Wow. You must be hungry.”

Smiling, he takes it and starts to chomp away. With a giggle, I take the lid off the pot and fetch myself a bit of ramen. “Hot. Hot!” I squirm and whimper at my scalded tongue. Junmyeon blinks. “Ramen is so delicious but you always have to wait a few minute—“ I start but notice a fork come into my peripheral vision. My new friend had forked a piece of fish and held it up to my lip.

“You…you can eat it,” I shake my head. “I have some of myself,” I explain as my cheeks start to heat up. That was seriously so sweet, knowing that he had offered to share his favorite food. Rubbing my neck, I slurp up the cooled ramen.

“So…” I start.

“Hm?” he looks up from his meal.

“You said what you told my dad was all true…?”

“Yes,” Junmyeon firmly states.

“So about your dad…and mom…” my voice softens in projection as I spot the wavering glint in his pearly orbs.

“Yeah,” he nods.

My heart drops. The thought of a small 8 week old baby being torn from his mother crushes my soul. And I don’t know why and I don’t know when, a tear slips down my cheeks. Yes, I’m overly empathetic, but it still doesn’t quite make sense why I’m suddenly an emotional wreck in the presence of this man. With a sad smile, Junmyeon reaches out his hand and brushes off the tear. I freeze in place.

“You saved me though,” he whispers.

“Huh?” I blink. My sweet fake husband simply gifts me a wide smile of gratitude. Just like a cat, he licks the plate of the last crumbs and sauces. Laughing, I offer him some ramen but he declines them, stating that they aren’t healthy.

“Oh goodness, are you one of those health freaks? Is that why you have such a nice body?” I tease and serve my portion of the fish and chicken breast onto his plate. The kitten boy grins brightly and munches away.

“Why aren’t you wearing a shirt?” I complain.

“I don’t like that shirt,” he replies with a mouthful of food. It makes his chubby cheeks look like that of chipmunks.

“So picky…” I roll my eyes and tap on my phone. A gasp escapes my throat. Junmyeon blinks. “Look, I have to get to class now…um…” The young man’s shoulders droop, realizing it was time for him to take his leave.

I scratch my head. “Wait for me to come back…okay?”

His eyes flicker and flattened lips curve upward. The enthusiastic nod of a reaction causes my heart to flutter. Checking that the gas on the stove were turned off, I gather my textbooks and backpack and head for the door.

With a hand over the doorknob, I playfully question, “You’re not a thief, right?”

“Nope.”

“Okay,” I giggle and swing open the door, “I’ll see you later.”

“I’ll wait for you,” he promises. I throw him back a smile. “Wait, bring an umbrella.”

“The weatherman said it was sunny today,” I note, but he places an umbrella into my hand and squeezes.

My protector watches me as I step through the door before he heads back into the apartment. But I surprise him by popping my head back in. “Kim JunMeow~” I call.

He twirls around with pure bliss upon his face.

“If you don’t like that shirt, feel free to grab another one,” I chuckle.

Can’t concentrate in class. Can’t concentrate.

My friend, Lila, sniffs me. With raised brow, I distance myself. First, my mother sniffs me and now my best friend sniffs me…did I really smell like…

“What does sex smell like?” I pop the question, which causes Lila to choke on her coffee.

“Certainly not like you two,” a popular girl, seated behind us, overhears, and mocks, “You two reek of cat.”

“Oh, shut up,” I bark, roll loose leaf paper into a ball, and launch it at her.

“But…hey…to be honest…you do kinda smell like cat today. Trust me, I would know,” Lila whispers into my ear.

With the toss of my head, I groan, “It was pouring last night so I took home a lost cat.”

A loud gasp shrills from Lila’s lips; she bounces up and down in her seat. “Can I come over?! Can I come over?!?!”

“NO!” I accidentally shout louder than expected.

“Why?” the cat lover slumps.

“The cat isn’t there anymore,” I lie. Well, it isn’t exactly a lie…it’s only that the fact she can’t come over is because I’m hiding a testosterone filled human, who I suspect is a part-time nudist.

As soon as the professor dismisses the class, I pack my bag, wave a fleeting goodbye to my dear friend, and skip happily back home. Raindrops coat my skin; my little feet dances along the puddles. Twirling, twirling, I spin down the streets, in circles. My umbrella sends splashes of rainwater back onto earth like paint on canvas. It doesn’t even occur to me that I’m so over-the-moon until I spot my glowing reflection on a glass building. Kim Junmyeon may be strange but he fills a hole in my heart I never knew existed until today.

“I’m home! Which shirt did you pick out? It better one be one of my Victoria Sec—“ I scan the premise and toss my shoes off. “Kim Junmyeon?” I call, parading through my living room into my kitchen. I open my bedroom door and even checked the bathroom. My heart starts to sink. He said he’d…wait for me…

Just as I am about to slump against my couch, an intruder reveals himself.

“Meow~” the handsome white kitty comes up to my feet and rounds his furry paws around my ankle. His chubby cheeks snuggle against my skin, welcoming me back home.

A/N: Omg this chapter is so long. Junmyeon is so innocent & girl is so thirsty hahaha. Rereading the striping scene made me crack up.

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