#werecat saeran

[arielle0808]

Day 3- Childhood

Here comes my submission for day 3 of @saeranchoiweek!! 

I’ve been having this idea of writing a Werecat AU for the choitwins for some time now, and since it also matched with the Childhood prompt, I’ve finally decided to give it a go for Saeran week and... this is the result!

I don’t think I’ll be able to submit for more days, though, but I would like to write something for the twins birthday, even if I submit it late~

I really hope you like it <3 Thank you for reading <3 <3

It seems like a dream now, but I’ll never forget the time in which, in this same street, I found an injured kitten. I was but 6 years old and was going back home from a shop nearby in which I had bought some sweets. I was digging my hands in the white and pink paper bag where I kept the sweets I had just bought, looking for the strawberry-flavoured ones, when I saw a reddish kitten on the floor, its breathing coming out in weak panting, all dirty and thin. I gasped and let my bag fall on the floor just as I kneeled next to it. I took it in my tiny chubby arms and got it home, hoping to find some help there, but my parents had left by the time I arrived.

Fortunately, my instinct drove me to give some water to the kitten, which he drank most eagerly, looking at me with those big amber eyes. I served some milk to it, then, which he took. At that moment I heard the front door opening and rushed to meet my parents and tell them about the situation. When I returned to the kitchen, though, the kitten was no longer there.

That day onwards, I would often find dead rats and birds on my front door which would make me scream in fear. I didn’t know what they meant at first, but now I understand those were presents. Luckily enough, though, the kitty seemed to hear one of my yells and realised those presents were not that welcomed as he had predicted, so he started leaving other things, most of them pink or white pieces of cloth or broken toys and dolls. I treasured them all, though I wasn’t sure about who left them there.

Some weeks later, I saw two red-haired kids at a park to which I didn’t usually go since my parents didn’t like that area too much, saying it was dangerous. One of them was embracing his knees, sobbing lightly, and the other was trying to comfort him. The one who was crying reminded me of that kitten I had seen, so I decided to approach them.

“Why is he crying?” I asked the other one. He had glasses and was wearing a black hoodie. Instead of replying, the boy tightened his embrace on his brother, but the other one looked up at me and startled.

“It’s her, Saeyoung,” I could hear him tell his brother in a whisper. When he said so, that Saeyoung looked up at me, his eyes wide. I wasn’t sure of what was happening, but the two of them were looking at me with surprise, so I kneeled and offered them the sweets I was carrying.

“I am Maggie,” I told them. “Who are you?”

“I am Saeyoung, and this is my brother Saeran.”

“Nice to meet you,” I smiled. “You remind me of a kitten, Saeran.”

The twins looked at me with troubled expressions and I stared back in confusion, unable not to think they were a wee bit weird. Saeran whispered something to his brother and this time he did it low enough for me not to hear, and he whispered something back while I just stared at them, eating sweets from my paper bag even though I knew my parents had told me not to eat them all. I would think about that when I got back home.

“I was the cat,” Saeran suddenly said. “The cat you saw a week ago on the streets and rescued, I... thank you,” he said with a light blush.

“Oh. This dream is weird,” I replied and Saeyoung suddenly started chuckling. I was glad to see him laugh since I had thought he was really quiet and serious and was a bit scared of him.

“It’s not a dream!” Saeran exclaimed, pouting, and it was my time to laugh this time. “You have to believe me. I’m not crazy.”

“Ok, ok, I believe you,” I said, chuckling lightly. “But only if you show me.”

“That’s not believing me!” he whined.

“Why don’t you... I don’t know transform?” I asked him.

“It doesn’t work like that,” Saeyoung said. “We can’t control it.”

“And that makes mommy mad,” Saeran added with a low sob and Saeyoung made a low nose to indicate him not to talk more.

“It makes her mad? Why?” I asked, believing she must be tired of explaining how to control it, but that Saeran hadn’t been able to manage yet.

“She... is not really kind, Maggie,” Saeyoung said. “She is not like your parents, and we are not like you. Come on, Saeran, we should go,” he told him, helping him stand up.

“Wait, why?” I asked them. “You haven’t showed me yet.”

Saeran looked at me as Saeyoung dragged him away, sad, and waved his hand in goodbye. I stood there for some time, waiting in case the twins thought about it twice and decided to come back.

The next couple of days, I kept going back to that park in case I saw traces of the twins, but I didn’t find any of them there until some days later. Saeran was sitting on a bench, looking uneasy, and I approached him with a happy smile.

“Saeran!” I exclaimed, and he startled, sighing in relief when he saw it was me. “Where have you been? And where is your brother?”

“He doesn’t know I’m here, and mommy either. You see? I am not brave like Saeyoung, but I managed to escape because, well, I... I wanted to see you.”

I widened my smile.

“I wanted to see you too! Look, I know nothing about children who transform into cats, so I started looking for information in my parents’ library. I found nothing about people those, but I did read about people who transform into wolves!! Werewolves, they are called, and...”

“You still don’t believe me?” he asked me, sad.

“Oh, no, I decided I do believe you,” I shrugged. “Why would you lie to me?” I smiled. “I was just trying to find instructions on how to control it so that your mom won’t scold you.”

Saeran shook his head, and embraced his arms.

“It’s not that easy. It’s... she’ll find some other thing to get mad at me for, and... hit me.”

“Hit you?” I asked him, confused. “Does your mom...?”

“B-but I wanted to show you another thing!” Saeran changed the subject before I could continue talking. My eyes sparkled in curiosity as he looked in his pocket and took a handful of pink and white flower petals.

“Woo!! These are beautiful!” I exclaimed, taking them in my own hands.

“I thought you make like them,” Saeran blushed. “Since the bag with sweets was pink and white,” he said and I remembered that I had been carrying one the first time I saw the kitten.

“My favourite colour is pink,” I nodded. “What is yours, Saeran?”

“Favourite colour?” he asked me, confused. “I don’t know. Am I allowed to have a favourite colour?”

“Why not?” I asked him.

“I-I don’t know. I don’t know what my favourite colour is, I’m sorry. I...”

“It’s ok, you don’t need to have one,” I tilted my head in confusion. “But if you ever have one, let me know and I’ll look for the most beautiful flower of that colour for you.”

His cheeks went deep red and he nodded.

“You don’t need to do that, though.”

“It’s alright, I would like to,” I smiled, embracing my knees. He nodded.

We kept on meeting for a while, though never regularly. Anytime that he didn’t appear I became worried that his mother may have done something to him. I also saw Saeyoung, more often than Saeran, and asked him about his brother. I gave him sweets for himself and the other twin, and he always thanked me with a jagged smile.

Once or twice, Saeran appeared in his cat form. In those cases, I liked petting him behind his ears or caress his tummy because it would make him purr, though the next few days that I saw him he would blush if I mentioned it.

At some point, I stopped seeing him or Saeyoung. I never knew why. I would wait for him at the park with my bag full of sweets to share until the sun started setting and I had to go back home, knowing that my parents would get worried about me. I searched for presents from him daily, and more than once wandered around the area to see if I could find any of the two brothers.

Today, I still don’t know where they went or how they are, but in my heart I hope they are well.

All this, I remember as I enter the shop in which I used to buy the sweets at that age, the familiar smell and colours bringing me back to my childhood. I take one of the pink and white bags and fill it with my and his favourite sweets, chuckling at myself for being such a melancholic dork. I approach the counter and pay for the sweets, the old lady that used to sell them when I was a kid unable to recognise me. I don’t even try.

I walk down the street and stop at the sound of a faint meow. When I look next to me there’s a red cat with green piercing eyes staring at me. I smile.

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“We found her.” MC said as they sat.

“Persephone?” Kida asked.

“Yes, well, Saeyoung found her of course. Saeran and Yoosung went to go see her and she agreed to lift the spell. They are headed here now.”

“You, you trust her?”

“Saeran does, his instincts about people is usually on point. I don’t know why we ever question it anymore.” MC laughed.

“Oh.” Kida lowered her head. “He doesn’t like me.”

[childish-kiwi]

I did this for my tumblr mom and her werewolf AU,the coloring is shit but I kinda like the roughness to it, ya got werecat mc, werewolf bros Saeran and Saeyoung, there's Yoosung, and a little me in the corner

[elvendara]

March Madness 2021

AKA Yooran Month

March 19th

He walked with his head tilted towards the sky. The sun was shining and there were several fluffy clouds in the sky. Cumulus. He’d done some research on the types of clouds there were and cumulus were definitely his favorite. The wind whipped his red hair, obscuring his eyes. He made a mental note to get a hair cut, it was getting too long. He took the hand tucked into his pocket out and swept his hair out of his eyes bringing his gaze back to the mundane sidewalk and the few people out this early. In his other hand he held the grocery bag from the convenience store.

As he passed between two buildings a burst of childish voices reached his ears. It sounded like they were enjoying themselves. Saeran stopped, intrigued, wondering what it was like to be a child and have that kind of fun. There were three small boys about 60 feet in the alleyway in front of two green dumpsters. One held a stick and was poking at something between the dumpsters. Saeran took a step into the alley before he heard a loud wailing sound. A cat. They were torturing a cat. Before he realized what he was doing Saeran began to run towards the boys.

“What are you doing?” he yelled at them. They gasped in surprised, turning towards him. They looked at each other guiltily then ran. “Hey!” Saeran yelled after them but didn’t chase. The boy holding the stick had dropped it and Saeran stepped on it, breaking it. He stopped and looked down, then to the right, between the dumpsters. He could make out the cat’s head as it tried to pull itself further in. Something must be blocking it from behind.

He knelt in front of the cat and held out his hand. “Hi little guy. It’s Ok now. You’re safe.” The cat recoiled and hissed. It was dingy but Saeran could tell its fur was a light brown with some yellow highlights. Its eyes were a gemlike purple. He could see that the poor creature was trembling. Saeran sat, made himself comfortable, as comfortable as he could be surrounded by trash and stench. His pants were probably ruined now. But it didn’t matter. He was going to sit here as long as it took to coax the frightened animal out.

He extended his hand slowly, pausing when the cat hissed. But he could tell it was losing its fear. Eventually it poked its nose out to sniff at Saeran’s fingertips. Little by little it came out more and let Saeran pet it until he was able to lift it into his arms. It was scrawny and appeared to have a gash on its head between its ears. The blood was still wet, it must have come from the boys. Saeran clenched his jaw but there was nothing to be done about the kids, he had to take care of the cat.

He picked up his bag and looped it into his arm then braced the cat against his chest. He took it home. It was quite passive as Saeran set it in the bathtub and gently washed it clean. There was a chunk of its fur missing where the wound was. He dabbed at it with disinfectant, wondering if he should take it to a veterinarian instead. As he looked at the cat, who was obviously the worse for wear, he didn’t have the heart to put it through anything else. He was as gentle as he could be and was grateful the cat didn’t attack him.

Once clean Saeran brought the cat into the kitchen and set it on the floor. He found a lone tuna can in the pantry and spooned it onto a plate and set it next to the cat, along with a small bowl with some milk in it. The cat nibbled at the tuna, then gobbled it up with more gusto, washing it down with much of the milk. Once it was done it looked up at Saeran and blinked slowly. Having a full belly apparently made the cat sleepy, it yawned, stretched, then rolled up right there in front of the bowls.

Saeran stepped away, not wanting to disturb the cat. Thankfully his brother Saeyoung was away for the day due to work. He was going to go crazy when he saw a cat in the house. Saeyoung loved cats, they just didn’t love him back. Of course, it could be because Saeyoung was a little too intense with his love. Saeran chuckled thinking about how he might have to save the cat again, from his own brother.

Throughout the day he watched as the cat woke up and began to hesitantly explore the house. At dinner Saeran fed the cat again. He would have to go to the store to get supplies if he was going to keep it. He made a makeshift litter box with some newspaper in a box and set it in the bathroom floor.

He finally went to bed around midnight. The cat jumped up on the bed and curled up next to him. He fell asleep stroking the cat as it purred quietly.

**

“What the fuck?” Saeyoung gasped, amber eyes wide and confused.

Saeran woke with a start, something heavy on his chest. He opened his green eyes and saw a rush of blonde hair as the sheet was yanked from his grasp.

“What…” he fell off the bed at the realization that there was somebody in bed with him.

“Uh, did I interrupt something?” Saeyoung smirked but looked with some concern at his brother. He certainly wasn’t acting like he was aware of the naked man who was laying on his chest.

“Who…” muttered Saeran as he got to his feet. The brother’s stood next to each other staring at the huddled figure on the bed.

Saeran gulped and made his way to the other side of the bed and sat softly. He reached out and pulled the sheet down to reveal the face of a young man with shaggy blonde hair with brown roots, a chunk missing in the middle, and the largest amethyst eyes he’d ever seen. It was the eyes. He recognized them. But it couldn’t be, could it?

“You…you’re the…cat?” he whispered in wonderment. The man blinked at him slowly, his terrified eyes going from brother to brother.

“What’s going…” Saeyoung began but Saeran hushed him with a wave of his hand.

The man reacted with fear, pulling the sheet back over his head. Saeran wasn’t sure what he was feeling, but his instinct was to continue to sooth. He made shushing noises and felt the man stop trembling beneath his hands. He shooed his brother away and though Saeyoung was incredibly curious about what was happening and who this man (cat?) was, he complied, closing the door behind him.

“He’s gone, you’re safe.” Saeran said.

The man’s eyes popped over the sheet and stared at him. He looked around him to be sure they were alone and finally sat up, the sheet falling to his waist. Saeran could see the man’s ribs poking through his skin. He was unsure how to proceed.

“Thank you.”

“For?”

“Saving me. From those boys.” The man’s hand went to his head, fingers delicately running across the wound.

“I’m glad I did. What’s your name?”

“Yoosung, Yoosung Kim.”

“I’m glad to meet you Yoosung.” Saeran spoke softly, trying to keep the man at ease. “What were you doing out there alone?”

“I…my family…they, they kicked me out.”

“Why?”

“Look at me. I’m nothing but a weakling. I had no desirable mates. I was useless to my family and taking up resources.” Tears welled up in his eyes and he looked away. “I tried to live as a human, but I wasn’t able to make enough money. I lost my job, lost my apartment. So I thought I’d try to survive as a cat. It worked for a while, people like cats, but some really don’t and I became afraid to approach anyone after a man tried to kill me.” He shook at the memory and Saeran hugged him.

“That sounds awful. I’m so sorry.” Saeran could sympathize with family that didn’t treat you well or treated you like a parasite with no value. Yoosung froze at the familiarity, but soon thawed to the warmth. He circled his arms around Saeran and lay his head on his shoulder feeling a deep-seated relief wash over him. All the anger, fear, resentment, anxiety rushing out of him in a barrage of tears. He was safe. For the first time in his short life, he felt safe. In this man’s arms, he was safe.

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Mysme-Fictober Day 23

October 23rd 2019

Monster Mash for @mysme-fictober

“Surprise!” Kida walked into the large ballroom in Jumin’s building and was blown away. She already knew everyone was in there because she could smell them before she opened the door. But she hadn’t expected this. There was her family, however strange, celebrating with her.

Her adoptive parents, Saeyoung, a werewolf, and MC, a werecat, stood in the front of everyone faces beaming. Typical proud parents. Behind them was Saeran, werewolf, and Yoosung, werecat, her very enthusiastic uncles. Then of course there were the vampires Jumin and Zen, both smiling, Zen wiping away tears dramatically. Persephone had joined their pack when Jumin and she fell in love, the witch was quite stunning. And the last werewolf of the pack, Jaehee.

All monsters, each and every one, but the most loving family she could have ever hoped for besides her biological mother and father. They had welcomed her with open arms and made her feel safe. The twins, Saeyoung and Saeran taught her about strength and mastering her predatory nature. MC and Yoosung taught her about compassion, love, and a passive inner strength. Jumin taught her about control. Persephone taught her about power and balance. Zen taught her not to take herself so seriously and learn to have fun. Jaehee taught her about personal pride in a job well done. And there was so much more! She was still learning how to navigate in the human world as a vampire, but it wasn’t as difficult as she had imagined it would be.

Of course it helped to have such a fantastic cast of characters supporting her. The RFA, in all its glory, fangs and all. Celebrating her graduation! It didn’t get any better than this!

They descended on her. Tears were shed. Words of love were spoken, and her heart swelled in the tempest of emotion.

[elvendara]

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How does Yoosung tell the pack that he's a werecat

Wow,I never really thought about this. Hmm, not sure you wanted a fic about it,but, hey, it’s what I do 😊

 Histouch was electric. Yoosung gasped as his claws ran down his side and over hiships. Saeran nibbled on his neck. They were on Saeran’s bed and a small makeoutsession had turned into more. Yoosung knew that mating week was just around thecorner. It accelerated Saeran’s arousal and Yoosung was caught in his spell.

Hepushed Saeran’s shoulders and Saeran pulled away from him, a questioning lookin his eyes. They had yet to be intimate, and Saeran always stopped when Yoosungasked him to. He knew that Yoosung loved him, that he had accepted him as hismate, but there was still something that held him back. Saeran didn’t want topressure him, to push him further than he was willing to go.

Yoosungcould see the wheels in Saera’s mind spinning. Should he continue, should hestop, should he ask Yoosung what was wrong, or should he just accept Yoosung’sreluctance yet again.

Itwas time, it was past time for Yoosung to come clean, after all, it wasn’t likeSaeran was that different from him. Well, maybe. The way he’d grown up, a deepfear of werewolves had been ingrained in him. When he’d found out the twinswere werewolves, he’d already been in too deep. He was Saeyoung’s best friendand he’d known that he was beginning to fall in love with Saeran. He’d beenscared at first. Even knowing that they did not fit in the stereotypicalwerewolf mold, he had distanced himself in the beginning.

Hehad felt how hurt Saeran had become, but he was so stoic, he didn’t sayanything, trying to give Yoosung his space, knowing that it was a lot todigest. Only, he had not known exactly how hard it was for Yoosung to goagainst a way of thinking that he had grown up. Even though MC was a werecat aswell, he found that she was non-stereotypical of their race as well. He knewthat she suspected what he was, but she kept silent, and never asked him aboutit. Letting him expose himself when he was ready. He was grateful to her.

Yoosungsighed and sat up. He slid off the bed and looking back, saw that Saeran’sshoulders fell and there was something glistening in his eyes. He hated hurtinghim. He was being an ass and it was time to stop.

“There’ssomething I need to tell you Saeran. I should have done it already, but, well,the thing is, I already knew about werewolves.” He began.

Saeranscooted forward, sitting on the edge of the bed and took Yoosung’s hands in hisown. “What? How?” he was confused, but interested.

“Growingup, I was told about them. Told how barbaric they were. How merciless theywere. It was drilled into me to stay away from them. I…I was terrified.”

“Yoosung!Why didn’t you say something? Is that why pulled away from me when you foundout?”

Yoosungnodded, a sheepish look on his face. Saeran pulled him against his chest,between his legs.

“That’snot all Saeran, there’s more.” He pushed away from his boyfriend again andstepped back from him. “There’s a reason I was told those things. You see, yourkind often tries to obliterate my kind.”

“Yourkind?”

Yoosungbegan to shrink and Saeran jumped off the bed, his jaw dropping, his eyeswidening. Before long there was a beautiful fluffy yellow and brown cat at hisfeet.

“Yoosung?”Saeran whispered. He bent and picked up the cat, staring into its lavendereyes. Yoosung reverted and his weight pushed Saeran onto the bed. Yoosung’ scheeks were burning hot and he bit his lower lip, looking away, embarrassed.

“I’mso sorry I didn’t tell you earlier.” Saeran cupped Yoosung’s face and turned itto face him, he was grinning.

“You’renaked.” He noted.

“Well,yes…” Yoosung squirmed atop of Saeran, straddling him, but not even attemptingto move off. Saeran wrapped his arms around Yoosung’s smooth skin at his waist.“Maybe you should get naked too.” He hummed into Saeran’s ear, then his chestbegan to rumble as he purred. Saeran’s eyes flared and he picked Yoosung up,flipping him onto the bed and grasping his wrists above his head.

“Dothat again!” he commanded. Yoosung writhed beneath Saeran, licking his lips, hearched his back, his neck stretched out and he purred once more. Saeran bitinto his creamy white neck and Yoosung’s purring became louder and his throatvibrated with it.

“Oh,this is going to be fun!” Saeran smirked. Yoosung giggled as he scrambled toundress Saeran.

Werewolf AU

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March Madness 2021

AKA Yooran Month

March 7th

Something I wrote for the Werewolf Choi Twins AU that happens after the ending of “The Pack”.

Saeran watched the clock and wiped his hands on his pants again. He was nervous. More nervous than he had ever been. He shouldn’t be, but what if…no…he wouldn’t think about that. Yoosung would be home soon and he had to look busy. Normal. Nothing out of the ordinary! Grabbing a random book from the shelf he sat on the sofa and opened it up. It took a few minutes before he realized it was upside down. Stupid! The clock was agonizingly slow!

When he heard the key in the door he began to tremble. Closing his eyes he employed a breathing technique to calm himself. By the time Yoosung entered the apartment, he was once more calm.

“Hey!” Yoosung called out cheerily. Saeran turned and smiled at his boyfriend. He looked tired, as always, but Saeran loved that Yoosung’s face still lit up when he saw him. It made him feel special.

“Hey!” he echoed. Yoosung’s grin widened as he dropped his bag on the floor by the door and kicked off his shoes. Saeran’s eyebrow lifted at the sight and Yoosung, with a sigh, bent over and placed the shoes neatly against the door with an exaggerated eye roll. Saeran berated himself, the last thing he wanted to do was start an argument, especially about shoes and neatness. They were just not on the same wavelength when it came to orderliness. Saeran liked things neat and tidy while Yoosung seemed to be followed by chaos wherever he went. Really it wasn’t so bad, and Saeran didn’t mind being the tidy one. Honestly, Yoosung had changed many of his habits to try and compromise with Saeran. Now, most of the chaos was contained in Yoosung’s side of the bedroom and the kitchen, which, was still very much Yoosung’s domain.

“Better?” Yoosung asked but he didn’t sound surly, just amused. Saeran breathed a sigh of relief.

“Sorry, I know it’s stupid…”

“Don’t say that, it’s not a big deal to set my shoes neatly on the mat. I’ll get it.” Yoosung laughed and sat on Saeran’s lap, displacing the book in his hands. Saeran set the book down and wrapped his arms around Yoosung.

“Well, why don’t I reward you for being so diligent.” Saeran teased.

“Reward? What kind of reward?” Yoosung’s eyebrows wiggled and he set his forehead against Saeran’s.

“Not that kind, at least not right now.” Saeran smirked and Yoosung pouted, pulling away and looking into Saeran’s mint green eyes. “I was thinking that since you have a day off tomorrow, we could order in and play some LOLOL.”

“Really?” Yoosung’s tiredness seemed to flee as he became animated and excited.

“Yes, really, why don’t you go boot up the laptops while I place the order.”

“OK.” Yoosung jumped up, as he made his way into the bedroom huridly, Saeran slapped him on the butt. “Hey!” Yoosung tossed over his shoulder but didn’t slow down at all.

Saeran smiled as he watched his boyfriend eagerly run into the bedroom. This was it. He held his breath and stood. Too late to back out now, even if he wanted to. He pulled his phone from his back pocket and hit the saved number. They ordered regularly from the Thai place down the street. As soon as he said his name the person on the other end asked if it was the usual, Saeran chuckled and said yes, but added a desert.

“Ah, romantic dinner yes?”

“Something like that.” Saeran said.

“OK OK, twenty minutes.”

“Thank you.” Saeran hung up and grabbed some PhD Pepper’s from the fridge. As he walked into the bedroom he saw that Yoosung had indeed booted up both their laptops, set up side by side. It was a little tight in the bedroom, he much preferred his own room at Saeyoung’s, but when Yoosung was with him, it felt more like a cozy comfort.

It was hard living away from the pack, but it was temporary, until Yoosung finished his clinicals and was able to find a permanent job. This was just closer and easier on Yoosung. They had had some complaints about the noise they created when they had sex, but Saeran didn’t think there was anything they could do about that. It was what it was and things often got a little crazy between them.

“What is that smile for?” Yoosung asked, eyes narrowing.

“Nothing, just…remembering the last complaint we had about the noise.” He laughed.

Yoosung blushed but didn’t comment, taking the offered can and opening it. Saeran leaned over him and kissed his exposed neck. It was one of Saeran’s favorite places to nibble on his boyfriend, whether he was in wolf form or human form. He was just so tasty!

“Stop! Don’t start something you aren’t prepared to finish!” Yoosung chastised.

“You’re right, this is about having some fun and destressing.” He plopped down on his own chair and opened the game watching it load. Yoosung sighed loudly but Saeran ignored him. “Food should be here in twenty.” He said instead.

“Fine. Where did you order from?” Yoosung’s fingers flew over the keyboard as his character appeared on his screen, already checking his guild to see if there were any worthwhile raids they could join.

“Thai Orchadee, the usual.” Saeran said.

“Great! I love that place, did you get me some Thai tea?” Yoosung asked.

“Of course I did. Do I know my man or do I know my man?” he smirked.

“You do indeed!” Yoosung lunged at him and planted a sugary kiss on his lips. He was intoxicating, suddenly he could feel the animal part of him respond biologically, his cock getting hard, his mouth salivating, his nails growing into claws eager to leave their marks on Yoosung’s skin. He calmed himself, using the same breathing exercises. Thankfully Yoosung was back to staring at his screen.

When Saeran’s character loaded he checked his inventory, though nothing had changed from the last time they’d played, it was just something to keep his hands busy. He organized and reorganized his inventory, opening all his bags and checking the bags on his mount as well. He wanted to go into the house he and Yoosung had bought together, pooling their money to be able to afford it, but he couldn’t, not yet.

“Looks like there’s a couple of raids going on tonight, I think we should join the Apocalypse raid. It’ll take most of the night, but the gear is worth it. Plus, there’s a chance of getting a rare decoration for the house. What do you think?” Yoosung asked.

“Sounds good.” Saeran answered absently. “Uh, when does it start?” he was nervous it would start too soon, and he would have to wait until after it was over to do what he wanted to do.

“Not for another hour and a half looks like, but that’s not enough time to do anything else, maybe we can just do some dungeons until then?”

“Yeah, we can do that, but uh, let’s wait for the food first, I’m kinda hungry.”

“Kinda? You’re always ravenous!” Yoosung poked Saeran’s belly, though no matter how much he ate, it was still as hard as a rock. Yoosung sometimes pouted at how easy it was for Saeran to stay fit. He couldn’t help it, his werewolf metabolism always worked overdrive no matter how sedentary he happened to be. His stomach decided to growl just to prove the point.

Yoosung rolled his eyes and laughed. They spent the time waiting for their food trying on different outfits and changing their character’s hairstyles and colors.

“I like that one!” Yoosung said as Saeran played around with his eyes and hair colors. Sure enough Yoosung always preferred red hair and mint green eyes on his character, go figure. Saeran grinned but kept the colors. He’d tried changing, but Yoosung always frowned when he saw his character.

“I’ll get it.” Yoosung jumped out of his chair when the doorbell rang, he was back with their food in no time. Having set it down, he went back into the kitchen for more drinks, Saeran already had the plates out when he came back.

“Smells amazing.” He said.

“It sure does.” Yoosung agreed.

As they ate, Saeran asked Yoosung about his day. There was always something humerous that happened, and when he talked about the dogs Yoosung would go all starry eyed. Saeran had often thought about getting a dog, but he wasn’t sure how it would behave around werewolves, not to mention a werecat. He made a mental note to ask MC how she would feel with a dog in the house. Either way, Yoosung was too busy to really enjoy a dog at the moment, besides, he had him if he ever wanted a warm cuddle.

“You know, I forgot to tell you, I bought some new things for the house. Want to redecorate while we wait?” Saeran asked when they finished their dinner.

“Really? That’s great, oh, did you get that loft? I’d love to add another story to the house.”

“No, nothing that big, just some new decorations, mostly for the walls.”

“OK.” Yoosung took both their plates and tossed them into the garbage in the kitchen. When he returned they both teleported to the front of their house and entered. It was very cozy, they had bought a fireplace and had a deep red rug in front of it. The furniture was made out of wood and looked comfortable to sit on. There was of course bookcases lining most of the walls, Saeran’s idea, he liked how they looked.

“Why don’t you take down the items over the fireplace, I want to put the new ones on that wall.”

“Will do.” Yoosung obeyed immediately and Saern’s fingers hovered over his keys, this was it. “Uh, what are you waiting for?” Yoosung urged after several seconds.

“Right.” Saeran took a deep breath and began to toggle the items onto the wall in a semi-circle. It hadn’t been easy to get the items into the game and he’d had to ask Saeyoung for help. Only because he wanted it done fast.

Yoosung’s eager smile slipped from his face as he watched on his own screen what was popping into view as Saeran hung the décor. He blinked…his mouth fell open…then tears sprang to his eyes. The words took his breath away, from left to right, in a semi-circle above the fireplace Saeran had placed round wooden plaques, each with a single word on it. Will…You…Marry…Me…Yoosung. His heart trembled, his hands fluttering to his breast, covering his heart and the tears fell. He slowly turned towards Saeran, who was sliding off the chair and kneeling on the floor in front of him with an open ring box that held two titanium rings.

“I know you’ve already become my mate, with all that it entails. I hope you’ll say yes to becoming my husband and marrying me, making me happier than I have any right to be.”

“Say yes!” “Yeah!” “Woot woot!” a cacophony of whistles and hoots and encouragement sprang from Saeran’s headset and he grinned to see the astonished look on Yoosung’s face.

“I thought you’d want your friends and family share this moment.”

“F…family?” Yoosung stuttered.

“We’re here too Yoosung, me and your father.” His mother’s voice rang through the speakers as Saeran unplugged his headphones.

“Me too little brother! You’re crying right now, aren’t you?” His sister Yasmine laughed. More laughter rolled through the air as Yoosung gulped.

“Say yes already! I’m ready to pop the champaign!” Saeyoung chuckled, MC’s laughter ringing through the speakers as well.

“I…Oh my God! I…YES! Yes!” His emotions were thrumming through his body. He felt he might pass out with the intensity of it. It wasn’t that it was such a surprise, of course this is where their relationship was headed. It was how thoughtful and incredibly well Saeran had planned this to hit just the right note of sincerity and romance.

There was a jubilation streaming through the internet that didn’t even come close to matching what he was feeling inside. Saeran’s smile split his face and he looked happier than Yoosung had ever seen him before. He rose to his feet and pulled Yoosung up from his chair. Setting the ring box on the desk he pulled out one ring and caressed Yoosung’s arm, sliding his fingers down to his hand and placing the ring on his finger with such reverence it pierced Yoosung’s heart with such love it might explode.

“I love you.” He whispered.

A symphony of “Aww’s” and crying filtered through the internet, bathing them in soft comfort and familial warmth. Yoosung blushed but kept his mentality enough to place the other ring on Saeran’s finger, caressing his hand and feeling the importance of this moment.

“I love you too.” He gazed into his boyfriends…fiance’s…eyes, then moved slowly to press his lips against Saeran’s, sealing their promise.

“Hey, anyone else wondering about the whole “mate” thing?” someone from their guild asked.

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The Pack Ch 11

Latest Chapter of THE PACK is up on AO3

We are getting close to the end people. Ahh, Yooran is beautiful!

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DO THEY SAVE WEREWOLF SAERAN AND WEREWOLF SAEYOUNG DO THEY?? THIS ANGST IS KILLING ME

This is only the start of the healing, but, it is A start!

The ride home was silent. MC clutched the steering wheel,glancing repeatedly at Yoosung’s profile next to her, afraid he would disappearif she took her eyes off him. But no, he was solid, so very solid. He staredstraight ahead, leaning forward, seeming to will the car faster. His lips wereparted, his tongue flicking out to wet his lips, his teeth alternating withbiting his bottom lip and his top. He sat on his hands, having spent the firstfew minutes wringing them on his lap.

Before they knew it, they were at the long and windingdriveway of their home, they both released a sigh of relief as the lights cameinto view. Parking in the garage they quickly exited the car and ran up theshort stairs into the kitchen.

Yoosung wasted no time, running straight to his and Saeran’sbedroom. The door was opened and he saw a body shaped lump under a thickblanket, he wondered at the blanket. Saeran’s temperature usually made it toodifficult for him to be covered at all, let alone a blanket, but he saw the redtangled hair sticking out at the top. He walked around the bed and saw Saeyoungsitting on the floor, leaning against the bed, his hand clutching Saeran’s. Hishead lay on the bed, bent at what seemed an uncomfortable angle, his eyes wereclosed, but his nostrils suddenly flared. He snapped his head forward, his eyesflying open.

“Yoosung.” He croaked, tears springing to his eyes. He triedto jump up, but his legs wouldn’t cooperate, he fell back to the floor with aloud thud. Yoosung bent to him and wrapped the man in his arms. Saeyoung clungto the younger man, taking in his scent, a scent that had been diminishing witheach day of his absence. MC knelt on his other side and stroked her husband’shair. He looked up at her with gratitude.

“Let him go now Saeyoung. He needs time alone with Saeran.Let’s go.” MC caressed his cheek and pulled on his fingers, which were grippedpainfully on Yoosung’s shirt. Yoosung kissed Saeyoung’s cheek and let him go.MC helped him stand up and they walked out. Saeyoung unable to take his eyesoff the blonde.

“He’s here…MC…he’s home…” he whispered.

“Yes my love, he’s home.”

Yoosung took hold of the hand Saeyoung had dropped, it feltcold. His eyebrows knit together instantly. Saeran was never cold. He pushed onthe blanket to reveal Saeran’s face. It was pale, his eyes were closed, hischest barely rising and falling. He ran his fingers across his forehead, Saeran’sbody visibly shivered, but his eyes did not open.

“Saeran.” Yoosung whispered. He sat on the edge of the bedand uncovered Saeran more. He wore nothing but a pair of boxer briefs. He wasthinner, his muscle mass disappearing. He slipped in next to him and recoveredthem both. Saeran shuffled weakly, his arm snaking around Yoosung. Just likeSaeyoung, his nostrils flared as the familiar scent of Yoosung filled them. Hiseyes fluttered, his heart kickstarting once more. His lips moved but nothingcame out. His throat was closed, painful with disuse. He swallowed and tried tospeak again. Still, nothing came out.

He tried to pull Yoosung against him, but there was littlestrength left in his arms. His eyes though, expressed everything that needed tobe expressed. Yoosung wiped Saeran’s tears with his thumb, kissing hisforehead, his nose, his eyes, his cheeks, peppering him with kisses on everyinch of flesh he could reach.

“Yoo…” Saeran started…his voice cracking.

“Shh…” Yoosung slipped his arm under Saeran’s head andpulled him into the crook of his neck. “You don’t need to say anything Saeran.I’m sorry. I’m sorry I handled this all wrong.” Saeran shook his head againstYoosung’s chest.

“I know, I know we both handled this wrong.” Yoosungcorrected. Saeran nodded. “I love you Saeran.” Saeran pressed himself into Yoosungas much as he could, his tears saturating the front of Yoosung’s shirt.

Yoosung hummed into Saeran’s hair. “I don’t think we can dothis on our own. We’ll need to tell Saeyoung and MC.” Saeran nodded once more. “And,I think we need professional help Saeran. I don’t understand why you are stillso angry and I don’t know how to help you.” Saeran’s grip on Yoosung tightened,but he nodded at that as well. He knew he’d been slipping backwards for thelast few months, but had refused to see it for what it was. He’d threatened hismate and that memory tore at him continuously. He clung to Yoosung as hislifeline, because that is what he had become. His life meant nothing withoutYoosung. Perhaps that wasn’t healthy, but it was what got Saeran through theday and he had taken it for granted. Taken Yoosung for granted. He nuzzled intohis mate, indulging in the smell.

Too soon Yoosung pushed himself up on his elbow, layingSaeran’s head on the pillow. Saeran gripped his shirt, afraid to let him go.His red hair was longer and shaggier, like a mop on the top of his head. Yoosungslid off the bed, Saeran’s hand dropping weakly from his shirt, there wasadisapointed groan from Saeran, but he lay still and made no move to try andget Yoosung back into bed.

“Come on!” Yoosung called over his shoulder. He rummagedthrough Saeran’s clothes pile coming up with pants and a t-shirt. He opened adrawer and pulled out clean underwear and socks. He lay the clothes on thedresser and went back to the bed where Saeran had still not moved.

He grabbed his wrist and pulled him to a sitting position.Saeran groaned, a small growl escaping his throat.

Yoosung’s eyebrows shot up, “What was that?” he asked.

Saeran lowered his head, his bangs covering his eyes, “Nothing.”He croaked.

Yoosung’s eyebrows smoothed out, “That’s what I thought!Now, come on, get up, you need a shower, you stink.” Yoosung wrinkled his nose.He smelled of sweat, his body and bedding damp with it. It took Saeran a whileto get his limbs working properly again, but he finally made it into the showerwith Yoosung’s help. Leaving him in there, Yoosung went back to strip the beddown and put fresh linen on it. He bundled everything up and headed towards thelaundry room. MC was peeking out of their bedroom when she heard him in the hallway.

She opened the door and stepped out, she took some of thelaundry from Yoosung and they walked together.

“How…um…how is it going?” she asked, as Yoosung loaded thewasher.

“He’s taking a shower now.” MC nodded, relief crossing herface.

“Saeyoung?” Yoosung asked.

“Yeah, I got him to clean himself up too. Right now, he’staking a nap. I can’t remember the last time he slept so peacefully.” She smiledsadly. Yoosung turned the washer on and took MC into his arms.

“Thank you, MC, for coming to get me. If…if something hadhappened to Saeran because of me…”

“It wasn’t your fault Yoosung, you did what you thought youhad to do, I would have done the same in your situation.” Yoosung stiffened,and MC realized she’d said too much.

Yoosung pushed her away to arm’s length, “How…how did you??”

“Oh, Yoosung I’m sorry. You told Zen the night you arrivedat his place, while you were drunk. He called me after you passed out, but in themorning he said you didn’t remember, so, we decided not to say anything.”

“You know,” he dropped his arms “for a pack that definesitself as open and honest with each other, we sure do like to keep our secrets.”

“For the right reasons, I suppose. But we only end uphurting each other.” MC agreed.

“We should really do a better job.”

“Yoosung?!” Saeran’s strained voice floated down the hall.

“Right here! I’m coming!” Yoosung stepped around MC,squeezing her shoulder as he walked by. He rushed back to Saeran, who now woreonly a towel around his waist, his wet hair reaching past his shoulder bladesand his bangs below his nose. He was beautiful, stunning, the love of his lifeand the light of his world. He stepped into him, needing to feel his armsaround him immediately.

Saeran kissed his head. His stomach growled and made Yoosunggiggle. “I’m starving!” Saeran commented. Yoosung pulled his head down andkissed him properly. Saeran responded with eagerness, then his stomach growledagain. They pulled apart, both laughing, Saeran’s throat still raw from disuse.Suddenly the smell of bacon drifted into the room, they both turned, stomach’srumbling, angry from continued emptiness. As one they stepped into the hall andtowards the kitchen. MC stood at the stove, a pack of bacon on the counter nextto a carton of eggs. The bacon sizzled in the pan as she turned towards themwith a wide grin on her face.

“I thought this might bring you out!” she snickered.

Saeyoung’s head popped around the corner as well, he leanedagainst Saeran and Yoosung, putting his arms around them both. He kissedYoosung on the cheek and did the same for Saeran. All three turned theirattention to the woman who was about to feed them. The cracks were still there,Saeran and Yoosung aware of how much work was still left to do, but the packwas healing.

Werewolf AU

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Something with the pack idk?? I know I just love them

Combining these two

What if the pack watched wolf children ;)

Ok,so, werewolf children are like regular humans until they hit puberty. So, if theywere to watch them, it would be a bunch pubescent teens! Oh my!!

 “Getback here!” Saeran grabbed Saeyoung by the collar at the back of his neck andyanked him back. “This was your idea! You’re not going anywhere!” he pushedSaeyoung towards the backyard and the swimming pool where half a dozen preteensand teens now swarmed.

“Ihave work to do!” Saeyoung complained.

“Work.Yes. Out there!” he pointed towards the pool.

Saeyoungsighed and stepped through the French doors and into the chaos.

“Getdown from there!” Yoosung was screaming at one of the teenagers who was on thediving board, in his wolf form. He was keeping the others from climbing up andusing it. The wolf growled, snarling at Yoosung.

“Damnit!” Saeran walked towards the commotion, up the diving board and physicallytossed the wolf over into the pool. The other kids cheered as he made his wayback down. The boy reverted to his human form and started sputtering, yellingthat he couldn’t swim.

Yoosungjumped in and grabbed the boy, taking him to the edge so he could grab on.

“Saeran!I had it under control.” Yoosung griped.

Saeranarched his brow.

“Youdidn’t have to dunk him, he can’t even swim.”

“Notmy problem.” He moved his gaze to the 17-year-old boy. “Hey, get some clotheson! And stay off the diving board.”

Theboy’s eyes went wide and he nodded. “Yes, yes sir.”

Yoosungshook his head at Saeran, who just turned and walked away. Yoosung pulledhimself out of the pool, thoroughly drenched.

MCbrought out a cooler with soft drinks. “Come and get’em!” she yelled, the hoardascended, Saeyoung jumped out of the way before he could be trampled. Saeranlay on one of the lounge chairs, his sunglasses on, trying to ignore thecommotion.

Therewere three girls and three boys, but they sounded and acted as if there wastwice that number. They had already eaten everything that Yoosung and MC hadput out. They were ravenous little beasts. Of course they were still growing,so Saeran understood the need to feed often.

Saeyounghad thought it was a good idea to have these pups over for an afternoon of fun.Fun! Yeah! He soon found out that babysitting werewolves was not the best ideain the world. He’d learned about these particular werewolf children byaccident. The orphanage where he sometimes donated his toys had been having anopen house and he decided to meet some of the children. He was particularlypulled towards a small group that stood aloof from the rest. He caught theirscent and his ears pricked up. He’d quickly headed over there to confirm hissuspicions. They were good at concealing themselves, and would not answer hisquestions. However, once he showed them that he was one of them, they openedup. He’d impulsively asked the administrator if he could fund and carry out anexcursion for the kids. They had agreed, on the condition that they would needto scout the area he was taking them to and make sure it was safe. He’d agreed,calling MC to let her know to expect company and have everyone on their best behavior.This did not sit well with Saeran, he didn’t like human kids, let alonewerewolf ones. But in the end, they all banded together to make this thinghappen.

Saeyounghad wanted them to be able to run around as wolves without being afraid to getcaught. They had turned out to be more of a handful than he had anticipated andthey were beginning to get on his nerves. Saeran’s temper was on high, his fusegetting shorter and shorter as the day wore on.

MC wasthe only one who seemed unfazed by the group. Yoosung was literally pulling hishair out, the kids did not listen to him one bit. Saeran they were terrifiedof, Saeyoung, they just laughed at, MC was the only one they seemed to respect.

Soonenough the cooler was empty and the kids sat around the pool. Saeyoung wrappedhis arm around MC’s waist and pulled her close, kissing her nose. “You’reamazing!” he exhaled, impressed at her skills with the rambunctious teens.

She laughedand lay her head on his chest. The girls all looked at her and giggled,whispering about how handsome Saeyoung was and how lucky MC was. Saeyoung andMC’s ears easily picked up the adolescent conversation. Saeyoung laughed intoher hair. “How little do they know, I’m the lucky one.” MC squeezed him andsighed contentedly against him.

Yoosungdropped on Saeran’s lounge chair, his hair clips long gone, in the swimmingpool probably, his hair plastered to his head, his clothes clinging to hisbody. Saeran removed his sunglasses and looked Yoosung up and down. His matewas miserable. Saeran’s shoulders fell and with a sigh he sat up. He pushed hiswet hair out of his eyes and over his ears. He pulled on the wet shirt and,without any hindrance from Yoosung, pulled it over his head. Then he gatheredYoosung in his arms and lay down with him cradled against his side.

Thegirls giggled at them too, but their looks were not as gentle as they had beenfor MC and Saeyoung. The boys were cruder, Saeran’s ears picking up on thewords gay and fag. His jaw clenched, and the only reason he did not jump up immediatelywas because he knew Yoosung hadn’t heard.

Saeyoungstalked straight for the group, he glanced towards Yoosung and Saeran, Yoosung’seyes were closed, his arms wrapped around the arm Saeran cradled him with.

“Getover here!” he hissed. “NOW!” gone was the absentminded professor look they hadseen him walking around with. The “happy go lucky” eyes. His eyes were steeland if they disobeyed, they would feel there cut. All six jumped up andfollowed Saeyoung, dread on their faces.

Oncethey were in a semi-circle away from Yoosung and Saeran, Saeyoung leaned over, jabbinghis finger at them individually.

“Ihear another comment like that and I will pack you all up and take you backright now! Not only that, I will never, NEVER, do anything like this for youagain! I don’t care what you have been taught, or what your personal beliefsare, when you are in my home, with my pack, you will respect every member! Do Imake myself clear?” he punctuated every sentence with his finger and a sharpglare.

Thegirls nodded immediately, chastised. The boys exchanged glances.

“What?”Saeyoung asked, the word sharply clipped.

“Werewolvesdon’t mate with the same sex. It’s forbidden.” One of them was brave enough tosay.

“Idon’t give a fuck what werewolf society forbids. Their rules are not mine. Andit’s a stupid rule! Love is love and don’t you ever forget it! Some day youshould be so lucky to have someone love you the way Saeran loves Yoosung, andYoosung loves Saeran! Why don’t you use your own brain and eyes to make yourown decision about the matter?” he stood up, his anger washed away. These werestill only children whose beliefs had been set by closed minded adults. All eyesturned to the couple on the lounge chair. Yoosung had turned to face Saeran,his head now lay on Saeran’s bare chest, his leg thrown over Saeran’s hip.Saeran stroked Yoosung’s arm and kissed his head.

“Andanother thing.” Saeyoung continued in a whisper. “You’re all lucky Saeran didn’twant to disturb Yoosung, because you’d all be wolf burgers by now. I suggestyou find the time to apologize to Saeran, and become incredibly more respectfultowards Yoosung!” he turned and walked away from them.

MC’slips were pursed, her arms crossed as she glared at the group. The girls andone boy were embarrassed enough to duck their heads and fidget. The two otherboys considered Saeyoung’s words carefully, deciding to follow his directions.

Saeransmiled as Yoosung nuzzled against him. He loved his pack. Damn it. He loved hisbrother…Fuck…

Werewolf AU

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What if the humans in the rfa got turned into vampires or werecats?

Iprobably went a different way with this than you had intended, but, I couldn’tresist! Tee Hee.

Ok, inthis scenario, Zen and Jumin are vampires, Yoosung is a werecat, and Jaehee isa werewolf. Because…Yoosung as a kittycat, YES. And Jaehee as a werewolf! Andonce again, my lovely @blissfullyintoxicated is cast as the vampire villain!Mwahhahahahaha….. Also, for the purposes of this particular fic, Yoosung hasalways been a werecat, you can’t turn people into werecats, you have to be bornone. 

Also, also, this will probably take more than one post…….

“Youwant me to betray my friends?” Jumin bristled, glaring at the woman sitting onher throne like a queen.

Thered head cross her legs and tossed her hair, gazing at the recently awakenedvampire through lidded eyes. He was strong willed, but he belonged to her andhe would obey. After all, this was the reason he had been chosen and turned.

“Whatis this about? What do you have against the pack? This is more than just thegeneral dislike of Vampires and Werewolves.” He pushed, making Blissful grindher teeth, her wine-colored lips thinning out in a fine line. She was not usedto being questioned by her underlings. She bit her lip, trying to calm herselfdown before she opened her mouth. She regained her tranquility and smiledrichly at Jumin.

“Itis not for you to question my orders my darling Jumin.” She cooed. It was Jumin’sturn to try to stay calm. He was well aware of the power this woman had overhim because she was his master now. He had tried several times to sever thatconnection, that foreign desire within him to obey her commands. Zen had nosuch strings and Jumin wondered who it had been that had turned him. They hadnever found out, and Zen had never remembered. Jumin was not as lucky.

Blissfulstood and gracefully strode towards the tall man. Her skintight red dressdragged on the floor, her heels making sharp notes on the marble. She waspleased with his acquisition. He made a striking vampire, not to mention, hegave her clan access to power and wealth. He had been less than forthcomingwith either, but in the end, she always got what she wanted. She ran her fingeracross his jaw, her canines showing, letting him know that she was deadlyserious.

He wantedto flinch away, to turn and run, but he was paralyzed by her strings.

“Myreasons are my own and all you need to know is your part.”

“Iwon’t do it.” Jumin hissed through clenched teeth.

Blissfullaughed, the high notes echoing through the gallery of the church she had takenas her clan’s headquarters. She found it ironic to do so. Also, she found thesunlight through the stain glassed windows beautiful in the morning. It was a smallcomfort, but an important one.

“Ofcourse you will. You may not like it, but you will do it!” the command in hervoice was clear and it clutched at Jumin’s heart and he knew, he would comply.His jaw ached with the need to speak more, but he kept it shut. Better to lether win this round. He would do as she asked, but, he would find a way to warnthe RFA and the pack. He would die before he caused their annihilation.

………………………………………………………..

Saeyoung:The cell is ready Jaehee, be here before the sun sets.

Jaehee:Thank you Saeyoung, I appreciate your help.

Saeyoung:Of course, now, if you lived with the pack, things would be easier :)

Jaehee:We’ve been through this, I’m not ready for that

MC:You are always welcomed here Jaehee, the pack is your home.

Jaehee:Thank you MC. I know, and some day, I will probably take you up on it. Being awerewolf is such a new experience, and with Mr. Han becoming a vampire, itseems as if the entire RFA is changing. I just want time to get used to thingsas they are now.

JUMINHAS ENTERED THE CHATROOM

Saeyoung:Speak of the devil! LOLOL

Jumin:I assume I am the devil?

Saeyoung:ding ding ding, what does he win MC?

MC: Alifetime of drinking blood and looking hot!

Saeyoung:Hmm, I think I prefer being a werewolf. I can eat all I want and still lookhot! Right MC?

MC: …

Jaehee:…

Jumin:…

Saeyoung:MC?

MC:Yes

Saeyoung:You do think I’m hot right?

MC:Absolutely, your temperature is always over 100 degrees.

Saeyoung:…

Jumin:If you two are finished. I wish to discuss the next party venue.

Jaehee:? The venue? I thought that was settled.

Jumin:I’ve changed my mind, MC, I will send you the address of the building, if youwould be so kind as to go and ascertain if it can be used for the party, Iwould appreciate it.

MC:Oh, certainly Jumin. A new venue might shake things up nicely.

Jumin:Let me know when you wish to go, I will notify the proprietor so that they willknow to expect you and let you in. Saeyoung, you might want to go with her aswell.

Jaehee:Mr. Han? Are you feeling well? Those are the kind of things you usually expectme to do for you.

Saeyoung:Me? You think I should go with her? Why?

Jumin:It is just a suggestion, which I encourage you to take. Assistant Kang, theproprietor has a personal relationship with my family, therefore, I wouldprefer to be the one to correspond with him. I must leave now, there are manythings that have been piled up while I have been…recuperating.

MC:Alright Jumin. Good bye.

Saeyoung:Bye.

Jaehee:I will see you at the office Mr. Han.

JUMINHAS LEFT THE CHATROOM

MC:Does anyone else think that was strange?

Jaehee:Agreed, perhaps I can find out more when I see him. I should get going as well.I will see you tonight.

Saeyoung:Laterz!

MC:Bye Jaehee.

JAEHEEHAS LEFT THE CHATROOM

MCHAS LEFT THE CHATROOM

SAEYOUNGHAS LEFT THE CHATROOM

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Blissfulwatched as Jumin left the church and got into the rear seat of his car. She hadfiddled with the idea of making his driver a vampire as well, but, too manypeople worked for Jumin, it would become too cumbersome to turn that manyindividuals. She relied on Jumin to keep his newfound life secret, even fromhis employees. They might question, but, they were used to strange things fromthe enigmatic Director Han.

Sheturned away from the window as the car drove away and headed back to hermakeshift throne. A woman walked out from behind the throne with a grin on herface. Her own teeth pointed and sharp.

“Willhe do it?” she questioned.

“Ofcourse he will. He has no other choice. Now, let’s discuss your role in thisLola. The less time I have to smell your stench, the better.” Blissful wrinkledher nose. She’d met and conversed, as well as fought, with werewolves before,but never had she smelled one this rank. It was no wonder that she had beenkicked out of her pack. Werewolves were not known for their niceties, but theywere hardly evil. This woman was rotten to the core. While Blissful appreciatedher deviant thoughts and desires, she did not appreciate the smell.

Lolawhined but wisely said nothing about the insult.

“Look,I don’t care what you think about me. The only thing that matters is I get Zenaway from the pack.”

Blissfulsighed, “What is the point for you Lola? I don’t think any vampire would beable to stay close to you for long.” She narrowed her eyes.

“Thatis my concern, not yours. I will do what I must.”

“Foryour revenge? Why do you hate them so much?”

“Thatis not your concern either fangs!” Blissful was at the wolf’s throat in asecond, her hand squeezing it tight. Lola tried to transform but the vampire’seyes held her gaze and paralyzed her.

“Don’tpress your luck you mangy mutt! I don’t need you as much as you need me! Nowthat I have Jumin under my control, I can do whatever I want. You don’t have apack to protect you, so if I kill you, who is going to miss you?”

Lolatried to push the vampire away, but she was too strong. And she was right. Sheneeded the clan more than the clan needed her. She’d brought them the knowledgeof the pack that lived right under their noses in exchange for help ineliminating them. Once they were gone, she could comfort Zen and get close tohim once more. He just needed time. He would be hers again, one way or theother. If she turned him, what would that do? How would the werewolf DNA reactto the vampire part of him? If he died, at least he would belong to no oneelse.

Shestopped struggling and Blissful pushed her away, disgusted.

“Justmake sure to put on a good show when the time comes. I want the pack looking inthe wrong direction when we ascend on them. Surprise is still our best option.I will expect you to step in and help if the need arises!” she narrowed hereyes, glaring at the werewolf. Selling out her own kind, a traitor, that wassomeone that could never be trusted. She would have her watched. She wanted nosurprises.

“Leave!”Blissful turned her back on the werewolf and glided back to her throne, shesat, her back straight, her head up, the only thing missing was a crown. She watchedas Lola scurried away. A smile played across her face as she contemplated the massacrethey had planned for the unsuspecting pack. The smile turned into a fullthroated laugh, her chest rising and falling. It was a small pack and it wasnot tied to any other, there would be no retaliation. In fact, from what Lolahad confirmed, this pack was not normal. They did not live by the same rules asthe others. The other packs might even appreciate her intervention. It matteredlittle really to Blissful. She wondered, not for the first time, if there mightbe a way to bring them under her control. It would be a shame to waste suchgood material. The more she learned about them, the more she could see how theycould help her achieve more dominance.

Saeyoungalone could be mined for unlimited treasure. His mind and ingenuity made him agenius. She tapped her nail on her chin, if she could capture the mates, thewolves could be controlled. Her eyes glittered at the thought. Perhaps she wasgoing about this all wrong? Lola would argue, but so what? She could easily besilenced.

Blissfulstood up and walked from the church’s gallery to the back and down the stairswhere the rest of her clan resided. She had plans to iron out.

……………………………………………..

Yoosungclimbed the steps to get to the top. Saeyoung and Saeran had set the woodensteps onto the wall for MC and Yoosung, they both enjoyed climbing andtraveling around the house along the many wooden shelves they’d set up. Hesettled next to the window and lay there, letting the sun bake him. He wascontent. His long fur freshly brushed. Saeran had gotten very good at it. Hepurred, unable to contain his happiness.

Saeyoungand MC walked into the living room, still discussing Jumin. Yoosung watchedthem from his perch, his eyes slowly blinking. He didn’t understand why theywere so concerned. It wasn’t the first time Jumin had acted strange. Besides,being turned into a vampire must come with some interesting side effects. It wasstill new, right on the heels of Zen being turned. It was a mystery, one that thetwins had been diligently trying to figure out. It was as if the RFA was beingtargeted, and now with Jaehee a werewolf! That had been a horrifying experience.They had taken her in and watched her carefully. They could not take her to thehospital. In the end, it had appeared as if she had died, but Saeran said hestill heard a heartbeat, and sure enough, she had recovered. She was strong andfast and already knew many of the things new werewolves would be taught becauseof her many hours of questions and experiments. It did not take her long toassimilate to her new nature, however, mating week was still a struggle forher, preferring to be locked up than finding a mate.

Yoosunglicked his paw and wiped his ears. Saeyoung and MC were arguing. He meowed andthey turned to him.

“Yoosung!Why haven’t you reverted to human already?” MC stalked towards him, hands onhips. Yoosung had to think. She was right, he’d been a cat for way too long. Heshould change. He jumped down and padded into his bedroom. Saeran was on thebed, reading a book. He jumped up and settled next to him, Saeran began to pethis fur then stroked his arm as Yoosung reverted. He pushed himself up andkissed Saeran lightly.

“Niceto see you in the flesh again.” Saeran teased, laying his book open on hisbelly.

“MCyelled at me.” Yoosung pouted. Saeran laughed and ruffled his hair.

“Whydo you listen to her and not me?”

Yoosungshrugged, “I listen to you when it counts.” He smiled, pushing the book offSaeran and onto the floor. He straddled his mate and leaned down to kiss himmore efficiently. Saeran wrapped his arms around Yoosung’s waist, pulling himclose.

“Saeran!”Saeyoung walked in without hesitation, MC right behind.

“Saeyoung,I still think we should just go and see for ourselves, you’re overreacting.”

“Idon’t think so! Just, humor me on this. Saeran I need you and Yoosung to comewith us.”

“Kindof in the middle of something here Saeyoung.” Saeran said, still holding Yoosungagainst him.

Yoosunggiggled against Saeran’s chest, not even bothering to cover his ass. With somuch transforming back and forth, they had all become accustomed to seeing eachother naked. Although MC still covered herself most often.

“Getdressed Yoosung, I’ll especially need you in your cat form to scout the area.Come on Saeran!”

“Areyou still on that Jumin thing?” he asked, sitting up and setting Yoosung on thefloor. He turned and started rummaging for his clothes.

“I’msure Jumin was trying to tell us something.”

“Thenwhy wouldn’t he just say it?” MC asked.

“Idon’t know! Maybe he couldn’t. I just, feel it here.” He lay his hand on hisstomach. “In my gut.” He stared at Saeran.

“Okthen. Let’s go. He grabbed Yoosung’s hand and they headed out.

“Youstill think I’m overreacting, don’t you?” Saeyoung whispered to MC.

Sheshook her head, “I don’t know anymore. But, you’ve never been wrong before, notabout your gut.” She smiled, running the back of her hand across his cheek. “Betterto be safe than sorry, right?” she said.

Henodded and pressed his lips against hers. “Thank you for trusting me.”

“Always!”

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What happens to werecat mc and werecat yoosung ?? Do that get rescued

I was literally re-reading and editing the next installment of this when I got your ask ANON. Great timing! I’m calling this series ‘Supernatural RFA’. That way, even if I don’t get an ask, you’ll be able to tell when I post then next installment.

I think I spent way too much time on Yoosung’s urine! LOL

MChung limply by the bounds around her shoulders. Yoosung stared at her, waiting,he wasn’t sure for what. Some change? Some transformation? How long would ittake? Would it be painful? Jumin never talked about his new reality, not likeZen. But neither ever said anything about it being painful. He was stillreeling from watching Jumin bite MC. He couldn’t believe he would do such athing. How he could be working for that awful woman. He didn’t think Jumin tookorders from anyone, even his father.

Rightnow, he was more worried about their own situation, Jumin was not going to helpthem. He had to get MC back home. Back to the pack. He wondered if the twinseven realized they were missing yet. It was hard to tell how many hours they’dbeen held already. He knew he was kind of hungry, and he had to urinate, therope pressing on his bladder didn’t help. He glanced towards MC again. Shelooked the same.

“MC?”he tried to whisper, but it echoed off the walls in the empty room. She shiftedand stared at him.

“I…I’mfine Yoosung, don’t worry.” She said, trying to smile in reassurance. How couldshe be so calm?

Ashadow materialized in front of them, forming into a young girl. She wasAfrican American, her skin dusky and smooth, her hair in tight curls. Her eyeswere downcast, a tray in her hands. She set it down next to Yoosung and pickedup a glass of water with a straw, she held it up to his lips and he eagerlydrank.

“Th…thankyou.” He croaked. “I really need to relieve myself, um, is there a bathroomhere?” he asked, he didn’t think they would release him for such a mundanereason, but he had to try. Her dark brown eyes stared at him and he thought hesaw a measure of empathy, but he could be wrong. As young as she was, it wasclear she was also a vampire. The points of her canine’s bit into her lowerlip. She didn’t say anything.

She bentback down and picked up a plate. There was a sandwich on it cut into triangles.She held up one piece and Yoosung took a bite. Peanut butter. It stuck to the roofof his mouth and he desperately wanted another sip of the water, but he heldoff on asking until the triangle was gone. He needn’t have, she gave himanother sip before he could even ask. When she offered the second half of thesandwich Yoosung shook his head.

“Thankyou, but, I really need to pee.”

Shenodded and picked up the tray. Just as suddenly as she had appeared, she disintegratedinto a thick black smoke and disappeared into the darkness.

“Woah,I didn’t know they could do that.” Yoosung breathed. MC nodded her head.

Beforetoo long the girl was back again. She held a bucket in her hands.

“I’msorry, they won’t let me untie you and nobody else is willing to take you, so…”she shrugged and gestured with the bucket.

“Youexpect me to go in that?” Yoosung gasped.

Shenodded, walking closer to him.

“Noway! I can’t do that! Not with you watching me!” Yoosung tried to sink into thepillar in embarrassment. “I’ll, I’ll just hold it.” he stated, closing his eyesand trying desperately to cross his legs. The more he thought about it, themore he needed to go.

“Justdo it Yoosung.” MC said.

“No,no way!”

“Youhave two options, you can go in the bucket or you can pee your pants.” MC wasright, but he didn’t like his options.

“Easyfor you to say! You’re not the one that has to have a child take your penis outand help you pee!” he was mortified.

“We’lllook away if it makes you feel better. What choice do you have?” MC’s voiceheld a small amount of amusement and Yoosung bit back an angry retort. He didn’tsee anything funny about the situation.

“Fine,ok. Just, just do it.” he closed his eyes and tried not to think about what washappening. He heard and felt the button and zipper on his pants being undone. Thegirl shimmied his pants down and then grabbed the waistband of his boxerbriefs. She pulled those down as well, a small gasp escaping her lips. Yoosunglet out a strangled sigh of embarrassment. Then he felt the cold plastic of thebucket as it was placed just under his penis. He opened his eyes and saw thegirl and MC both looking away. He looked down and willed his bladder to let go.It didn’t listen.

“What’staking so long?” MC asked.

“I’mtrying!” Finally Yoosung was able to relax enough to let go and a sigh ofrelief escaped his throat. It was a long and steady stream, he tried to makesure to squeeze out every single drop. He tried to shake himself so that hewouldn’t get his underwear wet, but he wasn’t able to get it done very well.

“Ok,I’m finished.” He declared.

Thegirl set the bucket aside and pulled his clothes back on quickly andefficiently. She disappeared with the bucket and was back within minutes withanother tray of water and food for MC.

“Thankyou.” MC told her. The girl nodded and pursed her lips, as if she wanted to saysomething but was trying not to.

“What’syour name?” MC asked, trying to make a connection with the girl.

Shelooked at MC with wide brown eyes. “Me?” she asked, with more surprise than thequestion asked for.

MCsmiled and nodded, “Of course you. You’re very kind, I’d like to know what tocall you.”

“I…I’mnot kind, I’m only doing what I’m told, except, well, you won’t want to eatthis kind of food for much longer. It will make you sick.”

“Oh.How long does it usually take to transform?” she asked.

“Afew days. It isn’t pleasant, but it doesn’t hurt, you just, feel sick I think.”

“Youthink? Didn’t you go through this as well?” MC asked.

“Whowould turn a child?” Yoosung piped in.

“I’mnot a child!” she turned to him, her eyes glaring. “I’m 16! And I wasn’tturned, I was born this way!”

“Ss…sorry…Ididn’t mean to offend you. I didn’t know vampires were born.” He looked awayfrom her glare and bowed his head.

The girlvisibly relaxed, her shoulders slumping, a heavy sigh whispering through hernostrils.

“Areyou alright?” MC asked.

The girlsearched MC’s face, she appeared to be genuinely concerned, odd.

“I’mfine, you should worry about yourself.”

“Doyou know what’s going to happen to us?” MC asked.

The girlshrugged. “I couldn’t tell you, even if I knew, which I don’t.” she looked fromone to the other. MC could see that she did not like what was happening tothem.

“Please,can you help us?” she dared to ask. The girl’s eyes snapped towards her.

“Don’task that!” she hissed, suddenly right by her ear. “Don’t ever ask that again!”she stayed at her side for several seconds, her eyes even wider as she staredat MC’s throat. The same area where Jumin had bitten her, except, there was nowound. The blood had dried and was flaking off. The girl reached her fingers toher neck and wiped the rest of the blood away.

MCswallowed, her chest rising and falling rapidly. Shit.

The girltook a long step back and held MC’s gaze. She turned away but said nothing. Herbody began to dissipate once more, beginning at her feet. She looked over hershoulder at MC. “Kidawida, my name, is Kidawida, but you can call me Kida,everyone does.” Then she was gone.

“Whatthe hell was that about?” Yoosung asked, staring at the spot where she haddisappeared.

“I’lltell you later. Yoosung, do you see anyone else in here right now?”

“Uh,well, I can’t really see much.”

“Meeither.” MC sighed. “Do you think there are cameras in here?” she tried to lookaround.

“Iwould assume so, I thought about, you know, but, it seems foolish for them notto keep an eye on us, and…” he trailed off, knowing she understood himcompletely. They could transform and run out, but, if there were cameras onthem, they would be seen and their secret would be out.

“Yeah,you’re right.” MC exhaled. Her head hit the pillar, her eyes felt heavy. She wastired, and after Yoosung’s urine release, all she could think about was her ownbladder.

“Whereare you Saeyoung?” she whispered.

…………………………..

“Damnit!”he hit the end call button and kept himself from throwing it against the wall.

“Stillno answer?” Saeran asked.

“No!What about you? Any luck?” Saeyoung asked his brother.

“Jaeheesaid he answered her call, but was abrupt with her when she mentioned MC andYoosung, then he just hung up on her. He won’t answer her calls now either.”

“Hefucking knows something! Why wouldn’t he tell us?” Saeyoung was on the edge ofsanity. MC and Yoosung had just fallen off the radar, literally! He hadtracking apps on both their phones and on the car, but they had all gone silentat the same time. That was no coincidence. An alarm had gone off on his phoneas soon as it happened, but he was unable to find any way to track them. The footagearound the area in which they’d had lunch was corrupted. He had no way ofknowing which way they had gone.

Hewas sure Jumin knew what had happened to them, but he was nowhere to be foundeither.

“Jaeheeis heading over. I told her she didn’t need to, but, she’s feeling the pull of thepack.” Saeran stated. Saeyoung nodded. She might not live with the pack, butshe was already a part of it.

Thedoorbell rang and Saeyoung bypassed his security to open it quickly. Juminstood in his doorway, with a red-headed woman by his side. He did not recognizeher, but the smell was easily identifiable. With Zen and Jumin both becomingvampires, Saeyoung had picked up on the particular smell that was the same inthem both.

Juminwouldn’t look him in the eye. “Jumin?” Saeyoung asked. Saeran stepped up behindhim, looking form the taller man to the woman, he growled deep in his throat,Saeyoung echoed him. Whatever was about to happen, he was sure he wasn’t goingto like it, sweat broke out from every pore.

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Wait, wait, wait, wait! It can't end like this ;; What'll happen to Yoosung and Saeran?

No worries Anon, I wouldn’t leave my boys in this situation. Sorry this took so long, writing Yoosung had me an emotional wreck! And, not to worry, there will be another part to this because I need to get to the fluff after the angst!

There was a knock at the door and Zen went to see who itwas, Yoosung sat on the sofa, the television on, but his eyes didn’t seem tosee anything. He’d stopped crying at least. But somehow that was even worse.He’d gone silent, Zen was beginning to get worried. He thought that Yoosung andSaeran’s spat would blow over, but it had been two weeks already. Yoosunghadn’t even attended any of his classes.

He peeked through the peep hole and sighed with relief. MCstood on the other side of the door. He threw it open and embraced her briefly.“Thank god you’re here. I don’t know what to do with him!” Zen confessed in arushed whisper.

MC looked miserable herself, her eyes red from crying, bagsunder them. She looked thinner too. He looked at her with equal concern now aswell. “MC?”

She’d seen Yoosung on the sofa, her eyes were glued to him,desperation swimming in their depths. She tore her gaze away, her eyes seemedunfocused and cloudy with too much spent emotion. “How bad is it?” Zen asked,meaning the pack.

“Bad.” MC croaked, her voice breaking from disuse.

She cleared her throat and Yoosung turned his head at thesudden noise, he hadn’t even heard the door. He stood quickly and jumped overthe sofa, running to MC, smashing into her, just stopping himself from wrappinghis legs around her waist and clinging to her neck.MC sighed at his touch,grateful to feel it again. She didn’t want to let him go, neither did he.

“I’ll leave you two alone.” Zen pat Yoosung on the back andstroked MC’s hair before turning away to his bedroom so that they could talk inprivate.

Finally they pulled apart, both with tears in their eyes.

“Yoosung!”

“How’s Saeran?” they talked over each other then stopped,smiling uneasily.

“MC,” Yoosung finally broke the silence, “you, you don’tlook well.”

“You don’t look so good yourself.” The joke fell flat,because it was just too true. Yoosung’s hair was limp against his forehead, theroots even longer. There were bags under his eyes and his skin was even palerthan normal. MC had felt the ribs under his shirt, he hadn’t been eatingeither.

Yoosung took her hand and led her to the sofa, they sat insilence for a while, unsure how to even start.

MC reached out to him, brushing his growing bangs aside. Shecupped his face gingerly, her heart was torn and she wasn’t sure how much sheshould tell Yoosung about how the pack was reacting. Saeran had stopped eatingall together and Saeyoung wasn’t much better. As the alpha, he felt the absenceof Yoosung almost as much as Saeran. Yoosung choosing to leave was notsomething anyone would have thought was possible, but here they were. MC feltas if she was losing them all and there was nothing she could do about it.

They leaned in, forehead to forehead. “I’ve missed youYoosung.” MC whispered, her heart breaking at the hole he’d left in her life.

“I’ve missed you too.”Yoosung clutched at her hand. “How is Saeran?” he asked once more when they hadfinally separated, yet they still had their fingers laced together. MC couldn’tstop touching him, afraid he might disappear if she did.

She sighed and looked away, Yoosung’s heart sank evenfurther. He knew walking away from Saeran would have left him with a lot ofanxiety because of his abandonment issues, but he’d felt he had no choice.

“How bad is it?” he asked, eyebrows furrowed sadly. Hislower lip quivered and he bit it to keep it steady.

MC couldn’t look him in the eye. She sighed, still unsurehow much to tell him. “It isn’t good. He hasn’t spoken since you left. Mostdays he stays in bed, hugging your pillow.”

Yoosung’s tears dropped on his lap. His heart clutched inhis chest and he felt as if his very life was being squeezed away.

“I didn’t mean…” he sobbed, unable to finish his sentence hecollapsed on MC’s shoulder. She held him, sobbing into his hair herself. It hadbeen an emotional roller coaster in which she was the only one that seemed ableto function in any capacity. It had taken several phone calls to find Yoosung. He’dleft his phone at the house. MC had called Zen, but at that time Yoosung hadnot been at his home.

Hours later, Zen had called her back, letting her know thatYoosung had shown up at this place, a stuttering, blubbering fool. He’d givenhim beer trying to calm him down, only to make matters worse. Yoosung had letit slip what had happened and what had been happening for the past few months.MC was horrified that he had never said anything and had tried to deal with iton his own. Saeran still had his moods, but Saeyoung and MC had been unawarethat he was becoming violent.

Yoosung had not remembered spilling the beans when he’dsobered up, so Zen didn’t mention it either. He’d let MC know as well, she wasinclined to agree that they need not mention they knew.

After several minutes of them sitting and comforting oneanother MC pulled away and wiped at Yoosung’s eyes, kissing the apples of hischeeks. “I should get back. I just wanted to come and see you, touch you, makesure you are still here and ok.”

Yoosung shrugged, he wasn’t ok, but he knew what she meant. Hewas tempted to go back with her, to forgive Saeran anything just to be back inhis arms, but he pushed the feeling away, he couldn’t be weak, not now.“I…I know you had your reasons for leaving Yoosung. But, if you expect Saeranto do anything about it, I’m afraid you’ll be disappointed, he is in nocondition to do much of anything. He isn’t even taking care of himself.” She shookher head. “I’m sorry, this…I…Ugh…I don’t want to guilt trip you into comingback, I just…you should know how the situation stands.” She gave him anotherquick kiss on the cheek and with great difficulty let go of his hand to standup.

“I should let Zen know I’m leaving.” She smiled at Yoosungand stroked his lengthening hair. “I like your natural color, it suits you.” Heleaned into her hand but said nothing, afraid of breaking down again andbegging her to take him home.

MC knocked on Zen’s door. “Come in.” he answered. She peekedin, Zen had been sitting on his bed with a script in his hands, he’d stood upat her knock.

“I’m leaving. I just wanted to thank you for taking Yoosungin and taking care of him, I know it must be somewhat intrusive.”

“It’s not a problem. He’s part of my pack right?” hechuckled, his eyes swimming away with emotion. MC nodded and walked in to hughim in thanks. He embraced her and kissed her head, whispering, “How bad is itreally MC?”

She wept once more thinking about the destruction of herpack. “Bad, Saeran’s stopped eating, stopped moving, it’s like he’s waiting todie. Saeyoung’s not much better! He spends most of his time on the floor ofSaeran’s room. Neither has transformed and…mating week came and went without astir from either of them. It’s that bad! Nothing else matters right now butYoosung’s absence.” She hiccupped through the whole thing, stuttering andsputtering, needing to catch her breath. She clung to Zen who held her tighter,his own eyes filling with tears.

“What are you saying?” Yoosung flung the door open and tooka step inside. His eyes were wide with fear and uncertainty.

“Yoosung!” MC turned to face him. How much had he heard?

“Why didn’t you tell me Saeran was that bad? Why didn’t youtell me he’s dying? And Saeyoung? What about you? MC? What haven’t you told meabout you?” his lavender eyes were bright with indignation, his fists tight athis side.

“Yoosung…I…it’s…”

“Tell me! Tell me what I’ve done!” he pleaded.

“You didn’t do anything Yoosung! It isn’t like that!” shestepped forward and tried to caress his cheek, he pushed her hand away, hiseyebrows coming together in frustration and rage.

“Don’t do that! Don’t treat me like a baby! Stop trying tospare my feelings and tell me the truth!” he spat. MC was taken aback.

“Yoosung that’s enough!” Zen took hold of MC’s shoulders andpulled her back against him.

“No, no it’s fine Zen, he’s right. I…I’m sorry I’ve treatedyou like a child Yoosung. I didn’t want you to come home out of guilt, but you’reright, you do have the right to know.” She patted Zen’s hands on her shoulders,thanking him for his help, she felt firmer with him there for support.

“Saeyoung is the pack leader, so he feels your loss almostas much as Saeran does. I’m losing him. I’m losing Saeran, I’m losing you. You…youwalking away left a hole that can’t be filled.”

“I feel that too.” Yoosung lowered his head, his fistsrelaxing once more, his shoulders slumped.

“No, what you feel is human emotion, human loss, humanemptiness. What the pack feels is a hundred times worse Yoosung. It’s likecutting out your heart and expecting it to still beat and keep you alive. It justdoesn’t work.”

“What?” Yoosung gasped. “Why, why didn’t Saeran tell me? Whydid he let me walk away?” he wailed.

MC shrugged, “I don’t know. Maybe he felt he deserved it.You know how he still struggles with these things. For all the love he has foryou, he still believes he doesn’t deserve you. Or any happiness. As for me, Ican still function, barely, werecat’s are more used to loss, the mentality isthat it will go on, but that doesn’t mean my heart isn’t broken as well. We’velost the heart of the pack Yoosung. We’ve lost you. And we don’t know how toget you back!” she sobbed. Yoosung closed the distance and engulfed her intohis arms. He’d been an idiot! All the support he’d needed had always been thereat his fingertips. The pack. Had he not been so focused on trying to keepSaeran’s outburst a secret from the rest so they wouldn’t think badly of him,they could have become ally’s in making things better. They could have helpedYoosung and Saeran navigate this new bump easier and safer.

“I’m sorry MC. I went about this all wrong. It’s my mistakeand I’ll clean it up.” She was shaking her head.

“You didn’t do anything wrong Yoosung! You left for areason, we don’t doubt that. I just…we…what can we do to remedy that reason?”she asked as she gazed into his amethyst eyes.

“A lot! Let’s go home so we can talk about it.” he smiledweakly and she nodded in agreement, her heart skipping a beat at the newfoundhope for her pack.

Werewolf AU

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What happens to werecat yoosung and werecat mc?? Let me have more!! Bliss is a very good villan

@blissfullyintoxicated is this you? I think this is you! Anyway, here you go “ANON” hehe, sorry to keep you waiting.

Yoosungran around the building. It appeared to be a renovated church. It was large,the grounds encompassing two acres of land. The garden in the back wasstunning, he’d found some catnip and had been distracted for a few minutesbefore he came to his senses and lopped around the rest of the garden beforeheading back to where Saeran waited in the car.

Saeranopened the door and Yoosung jumped into the back seat. He reverted and quicklydressed.

“Well?”Saeran asked, eyebrows arched.

“Everythingseems normal. I didn’t see anything out of place.” Yoosung reported.

“Whattook you so long then?” Saeran watched him throught the rearview mirror and sawthe flush that crossed his face. He turned around and pinned him with his gaze.“Yoosung?” he asked the blonde, who’d ducked his head using the pretext ofhaving some difficulty with his shoes.

“Uh,I ran across some catnip.” He admitted. Saeran chortled and turned back,reaching for the communications device Saeyoung had set up.

“Therewas one thing.” Yoosung scooted between the front seats, an arm on each seat.Saeran lowered the device, listening. “There was a strange smell. Something I’venever smelled before, I don’t’ know what it is. Maybe you or Saeyoung can makeit out. It led into the outside cellar. Whatever it was, it had my hackles up.”

Saerannarrowed his eyes, thinking, then contacted Saeyoung, letting him know whatYoosung had discovered. He didn’t wait for a response, Saeyoung and MC wereinside the building, being shown around by the curator. There were two tapsthat came through the communication device in his ear, it meant that Saeyounghad heard.

“Nowwhat?” Yoosung asked, absently twirling Saeran’s hair as he watched thebuilding out the window. They were parked on a hill about two miles away.Saeran picked up the bincoculors and scanned the area once more. There was verylittle activity, the church being several miles from the nearest town. He hadto admit, it would be an interesting site for the party. But he was beginningto understand Saeyoung’s uneasiness, there was something wrong, he just couldn’tput his finger on it. Yoosung yanked on his hair absently. He turned to regardhis mate. He still stared at the church, his eyes narrowed, head cocked alittle to the left. His lips were parted and he could see a little bit ofcatnip stuck to his teeth. He didn’t say anything, only smiled and examined hisprofile. He leaned his head back into his hand as he continued to swirl hishair through his fingers.

“Iknow what we can do to pass the time.” Saeran grinned. Yoosung turned towardsSaeran, confusion colouring his face before it cleared in understanding. He layback into the seat as Saeran scuttled through the small opening and fell on topof Yoosung. He giggled as he wrapped his arms around Saeran’s shoulders. Saeranworried his tongue over the piece of catnip until it sprang free. He didn’tlike the taste and spit it out, Yoosung blushed and laughed.

………………………………………………………..

Saeyounghad already picked up on the smell and realized what it was. Yoosung had justconfirmed it. He squeezed MC’s elbow and she raised her eyebrows but saidnothing. The tall skinny man walked them through the main part of the church,they had removed the pews and it looked as if they could fit a good number oftables inside. The stained glass windows were the crowning element of thevenue, MC actually thought they might have the party this time during the dayinstead of the evening to take advantage of the sun and the light that wouldpaint the floors through the windows.

Thedais held a single altar, the cross that would normally adorn the back wall,gone.

“Thisway to the kitchen.” The man crooned. His long pointy nose he kept upturned andlooked down on them. He had glared at Saeyoung when they had arrived. He hadnot been expecting him to be with her. It was strange and MC had to admit thatSaeyoung may have been right. The kitchen was state of the art, the catererswould have no problems executing a fabulous buffet from it. MC opened hernotebook and wrote down the dimensions and the number of stoves, ovens, andcounters. The freezer was plenty big for what they would need. There was also agallery that could be emptied out to display and auction what remained of V’sphotographs. She furiously wrote in her notebook as she asked questions. Thewiring had to be up to date for what they had planned, they would be usingquite a bit of power. He assured her that it was adequately wired. She made apoint to let him know that she would have to have her own electrician come inand take a look. He didn’t blink, only nodded, agreeing to her every request. Itmade her nervous, it was never this easy to get what she wanted, there wasinevitably quite a bit of back and forth and compromise.

Saeyounghad been relatively quiet the entire time and she could see that he wasattempting to commit everything to memory, sights, sounds, and smell, to analyzelater. Finishing the tour in the gardens outside, an excellent area to placethe bar and a small string orchestra, they thanked the man and walked backtowards the car.

“Saeran?”Saeyoung clicked his communicatins device on.

“Saeran?”MC slowed and looked at Saeyoung, he shrugged.

“Saeren!?”He yelled as loudly as he dared. Suddenly a very breathy Saeran came on thecom.

MCand Saeyoung exchanged a look and rolled their eyes, trying not to snicker.

“We’redone, we’ll meet you at the house.” He informed him.

“Oh,yeah, meet you there.” His breathing was more normal, but still harsh.

………………………………….

“Whatdid you think Arnold?” Blissful asked, her arms crossed, long red nails tappingagainst her upper arm.

“Theyseemed very on guard. They will not be easy to fool. Somehow, they are alreadyon high alert. Especially the werewolf.” He assessed.

Hernail began to tap against her bottom lip, now a deep shade of purple, almostblack. “It was probably Jumin’s doing. I will have to be more direct with whathe can and cannot do. I cannot allow him to ruin this.” She hissed, her eyesglaring. “Bring him in! And check in on the teams that are watching their home.They may be on their guard about this venue, but, they have no idea that the dangeris closer than they think.” She snickered, her grin lopsided and cruel.

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MCand Yoosung had spent the entire morning running errands for the upcomingparty. They had just finished lunch and reluctantly headed back to the car tohead to the storage unit to inventory V’s photography and separate them intodifferent categories. As soon as MC closed the door the locks engaged. She staredat it, as did Yoosung, then the car started on its own, she hadn’t even put thekey in. The wheel began to turn and she tried to stop it, hitting the brakes,with no effect. Yoosung yanked on the door handle, slamming his shoulderagainst it. when that didn’t work, he slammed his elbow against the window, butonly resulted in hurting himself.

“What’sgoing on?” he squeaked.

“Idon’t know, I can’t stop it!”

“Youdon’t think it’s Saeyoung do you?”

“What?No, even he wouldn’t do this! Would he?” she turned to Yoosung with a  questioning look. He only shrugged. It didn’tfeel like a practical joke though.

MCgrabbed her phone from her purse and tried to turn it on, only to find that thebattery was dead. She’d just used it, there was no way it had drained thatfast.

“Yoosung,your phone!” he yanked it out of his back pocket and stared at it blankly. “Isit dead?” she asked. He numbly nodded. Meanwhile the car kept going on its own,navigating the streets easily. MC tried to get the attention of a passingcruiser, to no avail, they didn’t even look her way. She tried to open the window,the sunroof, she climbed into the backseat and tried to get into the trunk byfolding down the seats. She reached for the glow in the dark hook that was acommon feature these days. She pulled on it but nothing happened. She slammedher fists against the trunk and screamed in frustration.

She scuttledback to the driver’s seat.

“Nogood?” Yoosung asked, already knowing the answer. “What do we do?”

“Sitback and relax lovely Beta’s, enjoy the ride, you’ll get your answers soon enough.”A woman’s voice purred through the speakers. Yoosung and MC exchanged afrightened glance.

“Whothe fuck are you?”  MC shouted, slammingthe dashboard.

Yoosungtried to keep his breathing even, his head began to swim.

Therewas a melodic laughter coming through the speakers but no more information wasforthcoming.

“MC,maybe we ca…” MC shook her head aggressively, her lips in a thin white line. Shepointed to the radio and then to her ear. Yoosung understood that they weremost assureadly being listened to, maybe even watched. He knew from Saeyoungthat cameras now came as small as a pin head. He inspected the interior of thecar, but if anyone had placed a camera in it, he didn’t see it. He saw that MCwas doing the same, they looked at each other and both shrugged. Frustrated, MCshoved back into her seat and crossed her arms. She wondered idly if Saeyounghad placed a tracking device on her. Right now, she would be glad to have hadhim that paranoid.

Yoosung’spalms were sweating and he rubbed them against his jeans. He was thinking ofSaeran. Whatever this was, he was afraid he might never see Saeran again.

Afterabout twenty minutes they turned into an empty barn in the middle of nowhere. Shehad been paying attention as to the direction they were headed. If they wereable to escape, they could transform and head back into town. But they couldnot let whoever these people were know they were werecats. She reached out tograsp Yoosung’s hand, he gripped it tight. The car stopped in the center of thebarn and they waited to see who would come out, but there appeared to be no onearound. There was nowhere to hide within the barn, MC glanced out the windshieldto see if there was a loft, but it was completely open. She was terriblyconfused.

Then thecar began to sink. Her heart leapt into her throat and Yoosung let out a loudsqueal, they clutched each other, no longer trying to stay calm. Both utterlyfrightened. Yoosung’s body shivered and he felt MC trembling beneath his touchas well.

Theireyes were large and scanned through the windows, it was dark, only a little bitof light filtering in above them. Finally they settled and huge doors openedinto a large manmade cavern, the car glided out of the giant elevator and cameto a stop, turning itself off, the locks disengaged and the doors opened. MCand Yoosung stayed put. There were sconces attached to pillars and lit the areafairly well, however, there were plenty of dark areas. A woman dressed in a blackform fitting catsuit with a ruffled half skirt gliding behind her, stepped from between two pillars. Her bootswere bright red, the heels at least 6 inches. She wore black gloves that reachedto her forearms. Her hair was braided in a complicated Viking configuration.She was stunning, and terrifying. She grinned and beckoned them with herfinger. MC swallowed and squared her shoulders, whatever this was, they hadvery little options. Stay alive, survive. She repeated the mantra in her head. Ifthey were alive, there was hope.

They disengagedfrom each other and slowly exited the car, moving to the front to stand infront of the woman. There were shadowy figures behind the lights but theirfocus was right in front of them.

She steppedcloser to them and MC reached for Yoosung. They laced their fingers together,standing shoulder to shoulder, both defiant.

She scannedthem up and down, a look of disappointment on her face. She turned her back onthem, “Take them.” she ordered. The shadows detached themselves from thedarkness and descended on them. they were pulled apart, kicking and screaming. Theytried to fight back but there were too many of them and they were incrediblystrong. MC kicked and bit, someone smashed her face with their elbow and calledher a cunt. She stomped on that one’s toes and spit in his face, bloodsplattering all over it. He grinned and licked it off with enjoyment. She wasslammed against a pillar and quickly tied to it. She flung herself back andforth but she was held good and tight. Yoosung was tied to the pillar next toher. When she turned to face him, she saw that he was sporting a black eye aswell, but one of the men who’d attacked him had a nice chunk of his cheekmissing. He punched Yoosung and spit on his face. Yoosung’s head lolled a bitwhile his eyes stopped spinning around in his head.

MClaughed, her head resting against the cold stone of the pillar. The womanstepped up to her, brown eyes narrowed. She grasped her chin painfully, MC’slaughter cut off instantly. Her upper lip snarled at her in disgust. She pushedher head away roughly and wiped her fingers on her pants.

“Who areyou? What do you want with us?” she asked, eyes narrowed, jaw set.

“Itisn’t you I want. But your Alphas.” Yoosung spit blood out of his mouth andglared at the woman.

Shepaid him no mind, turning her back on them again and walking towards a pillar oppositethem. She turned back to them, crossing her arm and sticking her hip out. “IWILL have your Alphas wrapped around my little finger. And they will dowhatever I command.”

“Fuckyou! They won’t bow down to anyone!” MC spat.

She laughedand MC and Yoosung noticed her lengthening canines. She was a vampire. What dida vampire want with the twins?

“Oh,I think they will do everything I tell them to do. Don’t you agree my pet?” sheasked over her shoulder. Another shadow detached from the darkness and revealeditself to be Jumin. His eyes were downcast, his fists at his sides. The womandrew a sharp line with her nail across his cheek drawing blood, Jumin didn’teven flinch. It closed just as quickly as soon as she let up on the pressure. Shelicked the blood off his cheek.

“Jumin?”Yoosung cried.

“I’msorry. I have no choice. I…I tried…” the woman slapped him across the cheek.

“Yes!He tried to warn you! Tsk tsk tsk.” She waggled her finger at him, sashaying infront of him.

Shefaced the Betas once more, looking from one to the other, settling on MC. She pointedher dagger nail, “Her, I don’t like her, but she’s feisty and would make awonderful vampire! If she struggles, kill her.”

Jumin’shead snapped up, his grey eyes widening. “What?” he breathed.

“Turnher!” she demanded.

“Blissful,please, don’t make me do that.” he pleaded.

“It’seither that, or kill her, your choice, now, do it!” her voice held power andJumin was walking towards MC before he even registered the movement. His handcame up and clasped her around the throat, pinning her head to the pillar, heused his thumb to lift her chin and expose her jugular.

“Jumin!Stop!” Yoosung struggled against the ropes, but they were too tight. He couldtransform into a cat but what good would that do? He might be able to escape,but what about MC? And did he really want to let these vampires know he was awerecat?

“I…Ican’t Yoosung…I’m…sorry MC…” his arm trembled. He struggled to stop himself,but Blissful’s command was too strong. His head lowered slowly, MC whimpering,her eyes wide and frightened. “Jumin.” She gasped. “Please.” Her voice was lowand raspy. His head lowered and Blissful laughed. He could smell her blood, hisbloodlust had been relatively low considering he was a newly turned vampire.Blissful had been impressed by his control, but she shouldn’t have been. He’dlived his life in control of all his emotions. His lips scraped across herneck. He could see the artery pulsing, her heart beating fiercely. He would notdo this, he could not do this. His fangs dropped and his jaw extended. He bitdown on flesh in a quick strike.

Yoosungscreamed, tears running down his face, his feet and head striking against thepillar in agitation.

Juminsmeared blood across MC’s neck and pulled away from her. He dropped his handfrom her throat and covered it with his sleeve. They stared at each other forseveral seconds, MC’s lips trembling, her knees so weak they couldn’t hold herup any more. Her body was pressed to the pillar by the rope alone.

“Juminwhy?” Yoosung cried shaking his head. Jumin spared him a short glance before heturned away and walked back into the darkness.

Blissfulclapped her hands and doubled over with laughter. She wiped crimson tears fromher eyes and gasped for breath. “Keep an eye on them, make sure she is takencare of when she turns.” She turned on her heel and her heels clacked acrossthe stone floor. MC’s face was a mask of fear.

Supernatural RFA

[elvendara]

What if Gyeong had a twin that was still-born ? ;^) how would the pack react to losing the child?

Whyanon??? why???

Saeranpaced the hospital waiting room. He would stop at the window from time to timeand stare outside, watching the clouds, it calmed him. They were five storiesup, surrounding the hospital there were other buildings just as tall, beneath,nothing but blacktop, not a tree to be seen, maybe a square or two of grass.

Yoosungsat on one of the chairs, fidgeting. His leg bouncing, he went from hunchedover, elbows on knees, hands wringing, to back against the chair, head back,staring at the ceiling, hands wringing. Zen sat next to him, eyes on Saeran,watching the man walk back and forth, wondering what was so fascinating aboutthe sky outside.

Jaeheeand Jumin stood by the door, Jumin on the phone, attempting to take care ofbusiness even here. Jaehee held her tablet, Jumin’s calendar pulled up andattempted to contact any appointments that he was going to miss to let themknow and to reschedule. It was taking her longer than usual, she could not stopthe excitement of the impending birth. They were all anxious to know if itwould be a girl or a boy. MC and Saeyoung had decided they wanted to besurprised. Which made it difficult to shop for a gift.

The doubledoors opened and Saeyoung stumbled out. Saeran knew right away that somethingwas wrong. He dashed to his brother, catching him as he fell to the floor. His glasseswere nowhere in sight, his hair was disheveled, as if he’d just woken up from along night of tossing and turning.

The groupwas surrounding him, Jumin hitting the ‘end call’ button mid-sentence, withoutan explanation. Jaehee dropped her tablet on a nearby chair. They stood aroundthe weeping Saeyoung, Saeran holding his brother. Yoosung clasped his handsover his mouth, shaking his head, his eyes growing larger, afraid to hear whatwould come out of Saeyoung’s mouth. Zen was stoic, too afraid to think theworst yet. Jaehee fell to her knees in front of the twins, reaching out a handto Saeyoung’s shoulder, tears in her eyes as well. Jumin’s jaw was clenched,his hand around his phone, gripping it until his knuckles turned white. He blinkedrapidly, heart racing.

When Saeyoungwas able to hold himself up again, he tried to speak. His voice was hoarse,barely able to whisper. His eyes were wet, snot running down his nose, spittletracking down his chin. Zen pulled out a handkerchief and handed it toSaeyoung. He took it and just stared at it. Saeran gently pried it from hisfist and wiped his brother’s face as best he could. Saeyoung glanced at himgratefully. He then took in his friends standing all around him. The threestill standing knelt almost as one, to be at Saeyoung’s level. They were readyto hear the news.

“It…itwas…tw…twins…” Saeyoung said, with a tragic smile. He looked at Saeran andsqueezed his hand. “Boys. Just like us Saeran.” Again, that sad tragic smile.

Hebowed his head and began to weep again. Saeran held him close, not letting hisown tears overwhelm him.

“They…theywere so beautiful!” Saeyoung screamed in agony. Were? He fell against Saeran, his body wracked with uncontrollablesobbing. The RFA members exchanging glances, they were getting nothing fromSaeyoung. Jumin stood up and stomped through the double doors. The rest waited,comforting Saeyoung as best they could. Yoosung leaned into Zen, needing physicalcontact. Zen blinked, as if waking from a dream. Yoosung’s head lay on hisshoulder and he put his arm around the blonde. He sat on the floor, Yoosungalmost on his lap, arms wrapped around each other. Yoosung didn’t want to know,he didn’t want his heart to break.

Jaeheesat next to the twins, holding one of Saeyoung’s hands, his grip was tight andunyielding. She worried about MC, how was she? Who was with her? Was she stillalive? NO, she wouldn’t think that, not until Mr. Han was back!

Nearlyten minutes later, Jumin walked back. His face a cold mask, his eyes bleary andred, clearly, he had been crying. Saeran stared up at him, his heart racing, hedidn’t want to hear, but knew he had to.

Jaehee,Zen, and Yoosung jumped up when Jumin had walked back in, staring intently athim.

Juminlicked his lips, his mouth was suddenly dry. “MC is fine.” He began. “One…oneof the twins was…” his eyes filled with tears once more and fell, travelingdown his cheeks and falling to the floor. He let them. He took a deep andragged breath. “One of the twins was stillborn. They tried to resuscitate it,but, it was too late. They were surprised there were two, they had been alignedso perfectly, that their heartbeats were in sync and the smaller twin could notbe seen through ultrasound.

Yoosungbroke down, Zen held onto him, afraid to let go. Holding Yoosung was the onlything keeping him grounded. Although it did not stop the flow of tears. Jaehee’sheart broke. Her emotions pulling her in different directions. She was glad MCwas fine, and that one of the babies was alive and healthy, but how could shebe happy for that now? She covered her face, weeping quietly. Jumin stepped upto her and engulfed her in his arms. Surprised, she went rigid for a fewseconds before allowing herself to fall apart. She clutched at him, soaking thefront of his button-down shirt with her tears. She was past caring. He huggedher tighter, laying his head on hers.

Saeranrocked Saeyoung in his arms, he’d latched onto him and squeezed. They both howledmournfully, in unison. It was an eerie sound. It had the rest of the RFAwatching, transfixed by their grief.

Peoplestarted to run into the waiting area, brought in by the twins. They would stop,and stare, unsure what was going on. Saeran and Saeyoung, holding on to eachother, had their heads thrown back, the mournful sound escaping their throats.After the sixth howl, they sat back on their heels, tears quietly falling.

Yoosungthrew himself at the twins. “I’m so sorry Saeyoung!” he had one arm around Saeyoungand one around Saeran, his head between them. They hugged him back. Zen,Jaehee, and Jumin surrounded them, arms around each other.

Saeyoungstill found it hard to breathe. He didn’t know that losing someone he hadn’teven known existed could hurt so much. He had his son, but he’d lost anotherone. He couldn’t help but make a connection between his twins and him andSaeran. They had been so close when they were young, and it had taken so muchfor them to be close again. How different his twins’ lives would have been? Fullof love and a pack to protect them. He had to pull himself together, he knewthat. MC needed him, he had to be strong, but it was so hard. He wanted to run,he wanted to get away. To run and keep running until it didn’t hurt anymore. Heknew there would never be a distance far enough for that. He pulled away fromhis pack, thanking them all for their support. He hated seeing the pain intheir eyes, but how could they really conceive of what he and MC were feeling. Heshook his head and stood.

“Ishould…I should get back to MC…Thank you all.” He hugged them all individually,giving Yoosung a small smile and kissing his forehead. He turned towards thedoors, taking a deep breath, he had to be strong for his wife, he couldn’t breakdown like he had just done. He took a step and Yoosung barreled into him,hugging him from behind.

“Ilove you Saeyoung. Tell MC we love her too. It’s ok, we’ll take care of you. Ipromise.”

“Yoosung.”Saeran put a hand on his shoulder.

“Oh,I’m sorry.” Yoosung lowered his arms and his head.

Saeyoungturned and grabbed Yoosung’s hand. He was thankful he had someone like Yoosungin his life. He was still a ray of sunshine, even now.

“Iknow you will. I wish I could say we didn’t need help, but…” he swallowed, “we’regoing to need a lot. From all of you.” He took them all in in his gaze. “I loveyou all.” Saeran patted Saeyoung on the shoulder, squeezing lightly, giving hima reassuring smile.

Saeyoung’sheart swelled at the love coming at him. He was afraid he was going to startcrying again. He lowered his head and nodded silently. Before he jumped on thatemotional rollercoaster once again, he quickly turned and walked through thedouble doors. Back to his wife, who needed him now.

Werewolf AU