#what happened w hyunwoo...I need to know

[yuseirra]

I notice this every single time I listen to wiege,

You know how Luka always tried to dominate and outshine the other party when he had duets (Ruler of My Heart and Blink Gone)? Because he's literally made to win.

Whenever I listen to wiege, however, I can’t help but notice that, unlike other songs, Luka willingly takes on a supporting role. He's backing up Hyuna’s voice and laying the foundation for it. Doesn’t this say quite a lot about their relationship dynamic? It makes me think that, perhaps, when it came to Hyuna, Luka was more than willing to step back and let her shine while supporting her from behind.

He might have had the potential to be a really good partner for her, he does things he usually doesn't when it comes to her. He's ready to give her the spotlight and make amends. Their duet might have played out this way if they had one on stage.

This must be something others have pointed out as well, but another noticeable aspect is how different their voices sound compared to the songs they've sung before. Hyuna often used a husky, rough, and wild voice—something strong and intense—but here, she sings with a soft, gentle, and higher-pitched tone, almost as if she’s soothing Luka. As for Luka, who frequently used falsetto, in this song, he lowers his voice, singing in a way that supports rather than stands out, almost like he’s following behind Hyuna to let her voice shine. The entire song is structured with Hyuna leading and Luka following, which seems to reflect the nature of their relationship. Perhaps they could have lived showing only that side of themselves to each other in a world where everything's much more peaceful, like how it is in that happy imagery you see in the movie.

[lufyuu]

(I accidentally deleted the ask last time so bare w me, I'm so sorry anon😓 , it was about how my ocs would react to a trans reader)

Well I'll start with that none of my ocs will treat you differently regardless of the fact you're cis or not! Maybe they have different thoughts of you though

➤Eun Hyunwoo

He probably didn't know you were trans before working with you. He just thought you're a very pretty man<3 I mean, there are feminine looking men in the industry too so it doesn't matter if you're feminine/masculine presenting! He'd be extra careful during sex though, he's not ready to be a father and with your job...it's impossible for you to be pregnant whilst working at the same time. He's also always going to be there for you when the gender dysphoria hits, he doesn't understand it as he himself has never felt it but he'll do anything in his power to make you feel better. He often affirms your gender by calling you all sorts of things. "My pretty boy" is what he loves to say the most. He also loves to refer to you as his boyfriend a lot. And I mean a lot. He's partially flexing the fact that he's dating you too.

➤River Sterling

Mans didn't pay much attention to you before your first meeting, but he had heard about the rumors of you being afab. He brushed it off since it's really none of his business. When anyone talks shit about you just for being trans, he's ready to give them the "shonen background character treatment" if you know what I mean lmao. He's always going to use protection during sex! You're both in your early 20s! No way he's going to be a dad! Loves the idea of it though. He probably once tried to turn you into a cis man, not because he wants you to be one, but it was when you were having major gender dysphoria. He thought he'd be a good boyfriend and give you a dick and balls. Unfortunately, even the powers of a protagonist have their limits. His efforts were still appreciated, though! Loves stroking your hair while calling you "the loveliest boy he's ever met". He's an ass at times but can be sweet when needed!

➤Liu Zihao

Couldn't care less that you're trans. He has a duty to uphold, and that is to punish you for your wrongdoings. Though he does think it's convenient since getting you pregnant would be easier now. Who could blame him for wanting to breed you full of his cum? He's been waiting for you for so long it's only right for him to take what he wants now. He isn't the type of guy to babytrap you though. Gender dysphoria? Now that, you have to explain to him. Despite being in a powerful man both in the political stand and in general, he's only learned about the laws. He doesn't really understand humans. When he does get it though, expect him to be very supportive. Maybe overly supportive. Probably empathizes the word "boy" a lot when referring to you. Not that there's a lot of people he can talk about you to. He just doesn't care what you have under your pants.

➤Han Minho

I'm not sure how this one would work as the way reader met Minho was through military training where everyone was amab but let's say they do meet. Again, doesn't care much. Though he's ready to be a father, it all depends on you whether you want to start a family with him or not. He'd rather your parents know about the situation first before anything that far happens. He doesnt strike as a guy who knows that much about gender dysphoria. Probably awkwardly caressing your back as he tries to again, awkwardly comfort you. "You're a boy..I don't know what's the problem..?", he's trying his best.

[doyumacy]

FALLOUT |LH| ONE

*gif not mine

TWO

SUMMARY: You, at such young age made your way in business becoming a successful one. With that a lot of jealousy and rivalry came. Your mother finally convinces you to hire a team of security just in case someone tried to hurt you. And that’s when Donghyuck becomes your personal bodyguard, following you everywhere you go. You don’t mind at all since you find him very entertaining and nice. What you don’t know is that he’s the one that has been hired to keep you close and kill you.

PAIRING: reader x bodyguard!donghyuck

WARNINGS: mentions of jaemin and taeyong. swearing, blood (i’ll let you know when there are parts with blood mentions), smut, violence, angst

WORD COUNT: 2,8K

7 am. Wake up, take a shower, have breakfast and rush to the office. That was your daily routine and you were used to it. But no that morning. You were getting ready to go to your interview with the TIME Magazine. They were working on an article that would be called “Women Under 30 Are Leading the Pack in Entrepreneurship and Innovation.”

4 years ago, you’d wake up around 9, get ready to go to class and have lunch with your friends, but how does time change, right? Now you were a CEO of your own company with no time for your friends or even yourself. It’s not like you hated it, you liked being a CEO and being recognised by your hard work. It made you proud and wanted to show people that if you really want something and if you work hard for it, you’ll get it.

At the main entrance, you were greeted by the staff and one of them guided you to the room where they interviewed you and took some pictures of you.

That wasn’t your first interview, but you couldn’t feel nervous because you wanted to say the right words to encourage other people.

...

“Lia, I will be back in ten minutes. Can you sort this papers out on my desk?“

“Okay, Boss.”

It was a beautiful sunny day and the office was busy as usual. You were reading the contract at the table trying to get some order into them when the door opened. Nobody just walked into your office without knocking, so of course it had to be…

“Hi mom...” you greeted her.

“Hi sweetheart,” she smirked at you. “How are you?”

“I’m great,” you nodded and placed the papers on the table, “what brings you here, mom?”

“I can’t visit my beautiful daughter?” She put her right hand on her chest.

You giggled. “Of course you can, but I’d love you to call me first.”

You stood and walked towards her, hugging her. “You want some coffee? Water?”

“I’m fine, darling. I just had brunch with a friend,” she smiled and sat in one of the chairs in front of your desk. “Speaking of which, she told me something that got me really upset at you.”

“Why?” You frowned and sat in front of her.

“Why didn’t you tell me you’re getting death threats, (Y/N)?” She looked at you.

You sighed. “Because they don’t matter. You know I don’t pay attention to that. It’s pointless.”

“We’re not talking about hate comments, (Y/N). Someone is threatening you with killing you.”

“Mom, you don’t have to w-“

“Of course I can, and I will. That’s why I contacted an old friend who used to be the Prime Minister’s bodyguard. He’s gonna meet you tomorrow,” she informed you.

“Tomorrow I can’t, I have a meeting.”

“Then you better make some space or you’ll be seeing me here everyday,” your mom smiled. “This is serious. I don’t want anything bad to happen to you. You’re my baby.”

“I can take care of myself, mom. Please, I don’t want a full team of bodyguards,” you sighed.

“You will only have 2 and you won’t even notice they’re there,” she said and placed a hand on yours. “Please.”

You stared at her for a couple of seconds and then sighed, nodding. “Okay, fine. But it’s temporary.”

“We’ll see about that.”

Later that day, after going home you went to the supermarket to get some groceries and went home. You loved cooking, but you weren’t exactly the tidiest when it came to prepare your delicious meals.

After you ate, you checked your email and realised that your mom’s friend had sent you a file with the two people that would be working with you. Somehow you expected an army of people and that annoyed you, but you thought you could with two people. You didn’t even bother to check the profiles since you knew what their work would be.

You closed your laptop and went to your bedroom. Sometimes you thought your life was boring because you barely talked to someone else. Your last relationship didn’t end well and you were still a little bit hesitant to know someone else. Or scared.

And friends? You didn’t have many, but Lena, Taeyong and Jaemin were always there for you. And so were you.

You knew Lena since you were a toddler, your mother was good friends with her parents and you two got along very well. You met Taeyong in high school when you were trying to find the science room and since he was a senior, he helped you. Everyone used to think Taeyong and you dated, but in fact, you never loved Taeyong that way. You saw him as your older brother and he as his younger sister. And last but not least, you met Jaemin through Taeyong.

At first both of you didn’t get along well since he was all an extrovert and didn’t quite understand you were a little introverted, but he with time understood and stopped forcing you. Then you became the crackheads of the group, always laughing and going out and sometimes getting drunk.

You loved college days.

And love? You met Jaehyun during your first year of college, he was in your economics class and you couldn’t help yourself falling for him. He was charming, funny and so handsome.

Jaehyun was your first everything: your first love, your first boyfriend, your first kiss and the first guy that broke your heart.

You two dated for almost 2 years, but ended when he told you he didn’t love you anymore and didn’t want to hurt you and left.

Months after that, you took the opportunity to go as an exchange student to Japan where you met Yuta. You were never a thing, but both of you had feelings for each other but never went official since you would stay there only for 6 months.

You came back to Korea and graduated, and had no time for love since you were too busy starting your business. But Yuta would come on business trips to Korea sometimes and meet you.

But the last time you saw him was a year ago.

The next morning, a tall man showed up to your office holding a black folder. Everything about him was intimidating and you knew he was your mom’s friend.

“Good morning, Miss (Y/L/N). I’m Kim Hyunwoo,” he extended his hand.

“Hi,” you greeted and you shook hands with him. “Yeah, I’ve heard about you. Please sit.”

“Thanks,” he said and sat in one of the black chairs in front of your desk. “I sent you an email yesterday, did you read it?”

“I saw it, but didn’t read it. Sorry,” you apologised.

“It’s okay, that's why I brought this,” he placed the black folder on the desk and tossed it to you. “These are the files of the people that will be working with you.”

“Why is it important to check them out? I mean, they’ll be around me 24/7.”

“Because I want you to know their abilities and their tasks.”

You sighed and grabbed the folder opening it. You saw the first man around his 30’s, no emotions showed in his face. Kang Sungho. According to his file he was specialised in driving and trained in evasive driving techniques, such as executing short-radius turns to change the direction of the vehicle, high-speed cornering, and so on.

You passed the next page and saw a picture of a man with tanned golden skin, brown hair and dark eyes. He looked intimidating. He was trained in pretty much everything, from every type of knife to every type of gun.

Impressive.

Suddenly, the door from your office opened and the air left your lungs momentarily when his eyes met yours, dark and calculating. You expected him to offer you a polite smile as most people do, but his face remained in a stern mask. You somehow prayed he wouldn’t be your bodyguard because the less thing you needed was a distraction.

“Miss (Y/L/N),” the voice of your Hyunwoo forced you to switch your gaze to him and you shoot him a questioning look. “This is Lee Donghyuck” the boy nodded slightly in your direction at the mention of his name, “he’s your new personal bodyguard.”

You couldn't help but let your eyebrows raise comically. The world somehow hated you.

“You would not even know I’m here, Miss,” Donghyuck said.

You nodded.

*

Donghyuck awoke to the steady patter of rain upon his window, droplets yet to scatter the nascent rays of the rising sun. He realised he had awoken up ten minutes before his set alarm, which made him grumble.

He got out of bed and walked to the bathroom, took a cold shower and after that, Donghyuck put on a black pants and before putting the white shirt, he put on a bulletproof vest making him look thicker and then continued with a white interior t-shirt, a white shirt, put on his tie adjusting it and lastly, he slipped on the black jacket.

Donghyuck gave himself a quick look in the mirror and sighed. He placed his hands on the countertop and asked how did he end in that position?

Yes, he was an assassin.

No, he didn't kill women.

But the money he was offered to do so was such a big amount that was almost repulsive. And he needed the money.

Donghyuck had never pretended to be someone else before, he just showed up and took down his task and then left. Now he was stuck with some random woman and follow her until she was in love with him and kill her in the worst way.

What was with people these days? He didn't want to know.

Jeno was already awake and had made breakfast, “you gotta eat well today in case you die protecting your boss,“ he  joked and sat down in front of him.

Donghyuck and Jeno had known each other for many years and were roommates. There was kindness in his smile, a good man. He knew what ‘Haechan’ did for a living, but decided to ignore it since he rather thought his friend was also a good man.

Donghyuck rolled his eyes. “I cant believe I'm doing this.”

“You can't still say no, you know?” Jeno looked at him.

“I know, but I need the money,” Donghyuck said and had a sip of coffee, “I will retire after this.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. I don't wanna do this anymore,” Donghyuck shrugged.

“Well, then get the job done and get those millions,” Jeno said and then shook his head, “that sounded awful. Ignore it.”

Donghyuck laughed. “Are you sure you don't wanna work with me?”

“One hundred percent.”

…

A perfectly collected black-haired woman, dressed in a skirt under her white knee and a pale pink blouse appeared in the room. "Good morning, you must be Lee Donghyuck, right?" She asked kindly.

"Yes," Donghyuck replied, "Hello, you are....?"

"I'm Yun Somin, Kim Hyunwoo personal assistant," she smiled nicely. “You’re the new bodyguard we hired a few days ago.”

"Nice to meet you,” Donghyuck expressed.

“Please, come with me so I can give you  your equipment,“ Somin said.

Donghyuck followed her to a room that was an office painted beige and champagne, and it had only one wall-sized window, which faced the buildings. On the dark brown desk sat a desktop computer, a notebook lying open, and a stack of papers sitting under a turtle-shaped paperweight and there was a swivel chair in the middle of the office. A bookshelf, bursting with books was behind the dark brown desk.

Somin opened a desk drawer and pulled out a black box that contained a small stainless steel knife, a Beretta Px4 Storm and finally a earphone for a walkie-talkie.

Donghyuck put the earphone on his ear and the walkie-talkie on the waist band. He put the gun away by placing it on the waist band as well and the knife inside the inner jacket pocket.

“(Y/N) (Y/L/N)’s codename is Sunflower. Whenever you’re public, that’s the name you’ll use,“ Somin informed.

Donghyuck nodded, “Sunflower. Got it.“

Somin opened the door for him and let him in. You were if anything was better looking than Donghyuck expected. Your face told of a leaned body beneath your wintry garb and your expression was serious but not unkind.

You were hot.

Fuck. Donghyuck thought. He was so screwed.

“You would not even know I’m here, Miss,” Donghyuck said.

You nodded and cleared your throat.  “Well, let's keep going. We have a long day coming,“You said, walking to the door.

Donghyuck walked behind you and raised his arm above his mouth and spoke into the mic, “Sunflower's going out.“

…

You were the smile, or at least that was what Donghyuck thought of you. Everything about you was a soft and understated joy as you greeted each person at every event. You really cared about the people and their interest and could see in your eyes your uprightness. People loved you and Donghyuck didn't quite understand why someone wanted you dead. Your kindness couldnt be the reason, could it?

“So, Donghyuck, what do you think?”

He turned back to Sungho. “She's different from every shark out there. Yeah, I’ll bet they’re lining up to off her.”

“Well, someone’s been sending some pretty disturbing emails. The NIS can’t pin the guy down.”

“They’ll find them.“ Donghyuck addressed.

The eventful day was over. You all spent the day going to different meetings with several people. You were exhausted but you were happy to see your friend Taeyong, after not seeing him for almost two months.

The black car stopped at a red light and you took the opportunity to take out your phone and reply to some text messages. You realised Donghyuck was looking at you and Donghyuck quickly looked straight ahead. “So, Donghyuck? You have been doing this for so long?”

“Not really, ma’am,“ he responded.

You considered him. He didn’t look like his concept of a bodyguard, big and beefy. He wasn't that tall. Slimy built, with a very attractive face, enigmatic yet intelligent dark eyes and dark hair. “And what did you do before?”

“I… used to train some people at a boxing gym,“ Donghycuk lied.

“Cool,” you smiled. “Maybe you could show me some movements.”

You quickly regretted saying that because of how red your cheeks got. Donghyuck smirked without looking at you.

Upon arriving at the restaurant, Donghyuck got out of the car and opened the door for you and you entered the restaurant with him following you.

"Sunflower's in," He spoke into the mic.

A young woman, with loose hair dressed all in black, took you to the restaurant's private lounge, where Taeyong was already waiting for you.

You hugged your friend and smiled, "The Bahamas suited you."

"Thank you, Woman-Under-30-Leading-the-Pack-in-Entrepreneurship-and-Innovation" Taeyong beamed and looked at Donghyuck, who stood with his back to you right at the glass door, "who is he?"

You looked at Donghyuck  and spoke as you sat down, "It's my personal bodyguard."

“Why do you have a personal bodyguard? Did something happen? ” He asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, everything’s fine," you calmed him down and grabbed the menu, opening it.

He sat in front of you and still looked worried, “how do you want me to be calm? Something is going on and you don't want to tell me. "

You smirked a little and shook your head, "really, Taeyong, everything is under control. There’s nothing to be concerned about.“

Taeyong sighed and nodded, "Okay, I will believe in your words."

You smiled satisfied and began to read the menu. Taeyong did the same. Jaemin stood in front of the door of the restaurant's private lounge but Donghyuck prevented him from entering.

"Identify," Donghyuck demanded, looking at him.

"Na Jaemin, owner and chef of this restaurant," he replied, frowning, "who are you?"

Before Donghyuck responded, you opened the door and looked at Jaemin, “I'm sorry, he's my new bodyguard. Lee Donghyuck, all right, he will have dinner with us too. "

Donghyuck nodded, “understood. Enjoy your meal, guys. "

“Thank you,“ Taeyong  responded as Donghyuck closed the door.

“I can't believe the two most influential people of Korea are here in my restaurant,“ Jaemin joked as he sat.

You chuckled, “let’s see if it’s as good as people say.“

…

Softly splashing water droplets hit the car windows as Sungho drove onwards. You watched the raindrops race down to the windows. You had been with Taeyong and Jaemin for almost three hours, and now you were on your way to your house.

"Sorry for staying there for a long time, you haven't even eaten," you  apologised.

“It’s fine, ma’am. It's our job,“ Donghyuck replied.

“You can call me (Y/N). We’re almost the same age,“ You said

“Even so, you’re my boss. It’s not right,“ he responded.

You chuckled and looked at him in the rearview mirror, "Well, then as your boss, I order it to you."

Donghyuck smiled and you noticed it, “I'll try it.“

[euphoricsunflowers]

dreamy — monsta x

a/n: take a shot every time i say the word helpless lol now tHATS a drinking game also a certain moot of mine may have inspired changkyun’s part but we won’t talk bout that 👀👀 also also do not mind my random ass usage of gifs i just think they’re neat :,)

word count: 1.0k

content: sub!monsta x, dom!gn!reader, somnophilia, wet dreams, nothing much else tbh except degradation (for only kihyun’s)

summary: in short, they’re so pretty when they’re dreaming of you.

son hyunwoo/shownu

you’re awakened by his low groans that faintly sound like whines, opening your eyes to see the strained look on his face. immediately you worry he’s having a nightmare, but when he moans out your name, you know exactly the kind of dream he’s having, whispering to him, “baby bear, you’re so cute when you’re helpless.”

he doesn’t respond, obviously, still in the midst of his dream. your hand reaches down to touch him, feeling the slight wet spot on the front of his boxers. he groans once more, your subtle touch making him stir slightly from sleep, “shhh, go back to sleep, it’s okay.”

he moans out your name again, and he cums, amazing you at how he’s still asleep. his body is so stiff and still, so you keep touching him over his boxers. once he calms down, settling back into sleep, you feel over the wet spot, thinking about how embarrassing it’ll be when he wakes up to that, knowing he slept so dirty.

lee hoseok/wonho

“can’t stop thinking about me, even in your dreams, can’t you, sweet bunny?” you smile endearingly (having been awake the whole time he’s been sleeping) upon hearing him moan out your name, “you’re so precious. i almost want to wake you and make you admit all the things you’ve been dreaming about...”

you don’t do anything, simply watching him squirm around, watching the way he humps against the bed but also watching the way his cheek squishes against the pillow. even in his sleep, he’s still so erotic and adorable at the same time.

“... but i think that’d be a bit too cruel, don’t you? you get shy quite easily, so maybe i should pretend this didn’t happen in the morning,” you decide, but after thinking about his red cheeks and his shy smile and all he’s cute little habits when he’s embarrassed, “i should, but i definitely won’t.”

lee minhyuk

“puppy,” you groan as you feel him moving around, gripping his waist tighter, “quit moving, puppy, you should be—” you halt as you hear him moan, “—asleep.”

his face is one of pleasure, and you wonder just what in his dream is getting him to be this affected, what’s making him thrash and hump around helplessly. drool starts to run down his chin, and he’s truly a sight to behold like this.

“what a stupid, horny dog you are, hm?” you whisper in his ear using the sweetest voice you could muster up, “you’re so cute when you’re needy, min, i wish you could see just how pathetic and dumb you look right now. maybe i should take a picture.”

yoo kihyun

“dirty boy,” you smirk as you whisper in his ear, feeling him shiver even as he lay there, moaning but still so deep in sleep, “you’re so dirty for having a wet dream next to me. but i’m sure you couldn’t help it, could you my little whore?”

he pathetically wriggles his hips around, trying to find more stimulation, but you refuse to help him, instead choosing to touch him just enough to tease him, keep him riled up.

“no, you couldn’t,” you answer your own question for him, “but that’s okay. it’s okay that you’re a disgusting, dirty, horny slut, can’t even keep yourself from wanting to be ruined in your dreams. kihyun can disappear for now, all you have to be is mine.”

chae hyungwon

as much as you were down for sexy times most of the day, it was like 2 am and you just wants to go to sleep. it’s just a little hard to do that with him grinding against your ass and moaning like a whore into your ear. it was hard to get mad at him, because you know he’s not even conscious, but it was still annoying.

“please, please,” he begs in a whisper, pulling and holding you closer and tighter when the stimulation isn’t enough, “more, i need more.”

and again you’re aware it’s not his fault, but you can’t help that maybe a part of you wants to see him suffer and struggle. at least then he’ll wake up so adorably horny and confused.

lee jooheon

“honey,” you whisper, kissing his shoulder, actually attempting to awaken him, “honey, dearie, wake up,” you whisper again, a little bit louder this time.

he groans, but his eyes flutter open, “yeah?” he hopes that you couldn’t tell what he was dreaming about, but judging by your face, you definitely do.

“you were having a... certain kind of dream, baby,” you confirm his fears, before cupping his cheek sweetly, “care to tell me what you were dreaming about?”

“i... i dreamt about you pinning me down, and doing w-whatever you want to me,” he admits, knowing he could never lie to you, you’d get the truth out of him one way or another.

you reach for one of his hands, kissing his wrist while looking him in the eyes, “well, i’m wide awake because of you, and we have all night, baby. how about i make that dream come true?”

im changkyun/i.m

you come home late at night, and he’s already asleep in your shared bed. he’s curled up in your hoodie and his underwear and he clutches onto his pillow, drooling on it slightly. you chuckle as you go to change, leaning down to kissing his temple, but when you pull back, you’re startled by a soft little moan leaving his lips.

you finally notice how he’s grinding against his pillow slightly, letting out quiet and breathy moans with your names and begs for more mixed in, “kyunnie,” you mumble lowly absolutely, adoring how soft and sweet and helpless he looks.

when you can finally climb into bed with him, you curl up behind him, loving the way he’s getting more desperate with his movements and the way his ass hits your pelvis every time he grinds against the pillow. you don’t do anything to interfere, simply watching as he falls apart so cutely.

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[milfgyuu]

Proposition II [M] 18+  Pairing: Shownu x Fem!Reader (Married), Wonho x Fem!Reader. Tags: 3.3k, AU, Smut, 3 part series. (In Progress) Summary: You’ve spent the night teasing your husband through dinner and now it’s time to deal with the consequences, and rewards?

Chapter Warnings: Explicit sexual content, unprotected sex (m/f), dom!shownu, switch!reader, switch!wonho, teasing, daddy kink, pet names, praise, light chastisement, language, voyeurism, face-sitting (f), breast/nipple play (f), body praise, shownu drinks and watches his wife get bossy w his friend, wonho is cute and flirty but hella soft.This is not for minors and/or the faint of heart. 

Part I | Part II | Part III (complete)

You remain on the floor, hands in your lap and body facing the bed, but you turn your head to watch the two men near the door. Your body aches with the need to get closer but you know better than to move before your husband gives you permission to do so. A lick of warmth runs up your spine from the way Hoseok looks at you over your husband’s shoulder. He runs his tongue over his bottom lip and you shiver in anticipation.

“What can I do for you?” He asked, focusing his attention back on Hyunwoo.

“My wife,” Hyunwoo starts, looking back at you with a stern gaze, though he doesn’t make you look away and face the bed like you should be, “Was curious about your thoughts on her dress tonight?”

They were both looking at you now and the temperature felt like it raised several degrees suddenly. “I thought she looked...stunning,” He replied slowly, thoughtfully.

Hyunwoo moved closer now, holding his hand out to you, “Stand.”

You took his hand and he easily pulled you off the ground. He moved to stand behind you, tugging you into his body and putting your naked form on display for Hoseok. Hyunwoo had one arm across your shoulders to hold you still against him while the other hand traveled slowly down your body, trailing over your breasts and down your stomach. You whimpered as he moved lower and your eyes locked on Hoseok, only a few feet away as he watched on intently.

“How does she look now?” Hyunwoo asked him, voice as smooth and deep as ever, never losing control.

“Fucking gorgeous,” Hoseok growled, his breathing noticeably heavier.

“Fucking gorgeous,” Hyunwoo repeats with a smirk, sliding his hand back up and grasping at your breast, “I am inclined to agree with you, friend.”

Hyunwoo lowers his lips to your ear and whispers quietly for you to get on the bed, which you do silently, as he turns his attention back to his partner near the door. “How would you feel if I asked you to fuck my wife, Hoseok?” He asked frankly, casually rolling the sleeves of his black dress shirt to the elbows.

Hoseok’s features darkened, his eyes still focused on your form, kneeling quietly on the bed, “What are the rules?”

“Simple. You can kiss her, touch her, fuck her. She will only use your name and you can call her whatever you want. Choking is ok. Hitting is not. When you come, pull out. And whatever happens in this room, never leaves this room. Deal?”

Your husband eyes the other man, already knowing he’ll accept his terms but waits for his answer none the less.

“Is she allowed to come?” Is Hoseok’s only question and he flashes a hint of a smirk because he’s seen the handprints on your ass.

“She’s taken her punishment well, she can come,” Hyunwoo shoots back an answering grin and your eyes drift close in relief.

You watch as your husband moves to the bar and fills a round glass full of warm amber liquid and settles himself in the armchair in the corner of the room. He’s an imposing figure, illuminated in the dim lighting of the small lamp next to his chair you can see that his shirt is now unbuttoned at the top revealing a tantalizing view of his tanned chest. He leaned back comfortably, long legs spread wide and all you want is to climb onto his lap and run your hands under his shirt, through his hair, and kiss him thoroughly.

Your attention moved to the man now standing at your side and you raise your head to meet his eyes. Hoseok reaches out for you, cradling your jaw and running his thumb over your bottom lip gently. The way he looks at you has you nuzzling your cheek further into his palm and closing your eyes on a brief sigh relishing in his gentle touch.

After a moment you feel plush lips replace his fingers and you find yourself reaching for him, wanting to touch his face or his soft hair but he catches your wrists in his large hands and holds them in the air as he opens your mouth to him, slipping his tongue inside to tangle with your own. He smiles into the kiss as he feels you fight back with the strength in your forearms, just begging to touch his skin, to feel his warmth.

Hoseok pulls back and you open your eyes to find him panting and grinning wildly, “What’s wrong baby, can’t wait to get your hands on me?”

Your eyes narrow and you scowl at him slightly for his teasing which he finds absolutely adorable and it's slightly refreshing being able to do this without being reprimanded. And he’s right, you do want to get your hands on him, but naturally, you turn back to your husband, seeking permission.

Hyunwoo smirks with the glass pressed against his lips, “Do you have something to ask, my love?”

“You’ve given Hoseokie rules but haven’t given me any,” You say with a slight pout, crawling across the bed to perch on the edge closest to him, “I need you to tell me what’s allowed, daddy.”

Hyunwoo chuckled and shoots a prideful glance at Hoseok, “You’re such a good little wife. Go on,” He encourages with a wink, “Touch him.”

You wasted no time in crawling back to the other side of the bed and stood on your knees in front of Hoseok. When you looked up at him you found him looking down at you encouragingly, tugging on his bottom lip as he watched you slide your hands up his chest, moving to slowly release each button, revealing his soft skin inch by inch.

When you unfastened the last button you pulled his shirt from his pants and peered back up at him, not needing to ask before he slipped the shirt off his shoulders leaving him bare from the waist up. Your hands were immediately back on him, smoothing over his defined abs and strong pecs. You marveled at how soft and supple his skin was with such hard corded muscle underneath.

Hoseok buried his hand in your hair, tilting you back to kiss you heatedly as your hands continued to traverse his upper body. He moaned into your mouth when those hands dipped lower, gripping at the hard muscle of his thighs and scraping your nails against the metal of his belt buckle.

You broke the kiss, both hands at his waist with your fingertips tucked just inside the band of his pants and asked if you could take them off. Hoseok laughed and insisted you didn’t need his permission which was a foreign concept for you and it took a moment to register before you began to strip him with skilled fingers.

Hyunwoo laughed at your hesitation and quietly mumbled, “Don’t get used to it, baby.”

You smiled to yourself at his comment and looked sweetly over your shoulder, “I wouldn’t dream of it, daddy,” You winked at him and he simply cocked a brow and took another sip of his drink.

Within seconds, Hoseok’s pants were pushed down to his ankles and he stepped out of them after kicking off his shoes and socks, leaving him standing in just his underwear. You sat back on your heels admiring Hoseok’s form, not reaching for him, just simply looking him over and you can’t help the smile that comes over your lips.

“He’s pretty isn’t he?” Hyunwoo asks from his chair.

“Yes, daddy,” You answer, bringing a hand up to trail down Hoseok’s abdomen and marveling at the feeling under your fingertips, “He is very pretty.”

“Good. Make sure you tell him. Hoseokie likes to hear how pretty and wonderful he is,” Hyunwoo says teasingly and you giggle as you watch the man before you smile wide and laugh heartily at your husband.

“He’s not wrong. Your husband likes to be obeyed, I like to be sweet-talked,” He shrugs and his playful grin immediately falters when your hand drops down and strokes him through his underwear.

“Why don’t you come show me why you deserve to be praised?” You challenge him with a smirk and you can tell without looking your husband is grinning into his glass again.

“It’s funny, you sound an awful lot like your husband right now,” Hoseok grunts out as your grip on his member tightens ever so slightly.

“Oh, you beautiful boy,” You release him, moving onto your knees again to get closer to eye level and reaching up to run your fingers along his cheek, “We’ve known each other for a long time, you should know by now I am not submissive by nature,” Your fingers trailed down and your grip his jaw lightly, “But, I’ll be nice and let you choose…”

Hoseok looks between you and the man behind you, “I think Hyunwoo and I would both like to see your bossy side tonight.”

You look over your shoulder for his approval and Hyunwoo raises his glass to you with a cocked brow and you feel a lick of excitement run down your spine. “Excellent. Get on the fucking bed, Hoseok.”

He does as he’s told and you waste no time in climbing over him and straddling his waist. You run your hands over him again as if you would never tire of feeling his skin beneath your fingers and you lean down to capture his lips in a hungry kiss. Hoseok reached up to grab generous handfuls of your ass and he groans into your mouth when you grind your hips down into his straining erection.

After a few minutes of heavily making out and grinding on him, Hoseok is sufficiently hard and impatient. You sit back, pulling his torso up with you and flush against your own naked chest, while stroking a hand through his damp hair, “You’re awfully good at that, aren’t you pretty boy?”

“I’m good at a lot of things. Shall I show you, Mrs. Sohn?” He replies, nipping at your jaw lightly, hips still rolling against yours every so often.

“Ooh, he’s fucking cocky, isn’t he?” You ask your husband cheekily.

“Always,” Hyunwoo chuckles before adding, “You were like that at first. Be a good girl and show him how I trained you so well. Make him your own plaything.”

“As you wish, Daddy.”

“Hoseokie,” You coo in his ear, “I want you to make me come on your tongue,” You whisper and his grip tightens on you as he lets out a long moan, “And then I’m going to ride you until you’re begging me for release.”

He’s eager and already trying to move before you still him with a hand on his chest, “And if you’re a good boy, you can stay and watch Hyunwoo fuck me while I’m covered in your cum. How does that sound?”

“Fucking amazing,” He purrs against your throat, still kissing and sucking lightly on your skin, “Can I start now? Please? I want to taste you.”

“God, you are so cute,” You smile, kissing both of his cheeks and pulling away to climb off his lap before he held you in place, looking up at you with round eyes.

“Will you sit on my face?” He asks and your body feels electric all over with the sweet sound of his voice, “Please? I promise it’ll be so good.”

“Well,” You start and he pouted a bit for show, making you giggle, “Since you asked so nicely,” You trail off and your giggling increases tenfold when he pulls you closely and you cling to him as he stands up off the bed, stripping his briefs off before laying you both back down with his head toward the bottom of the bed, putting you in direct eye contact with your husband.

“Hoseok, you sneaky shit,” You snickered when Hyunwoo winked at you.

He grinned while pulling you up his body, “I just thought since Hyunwoo was nice enough to share I’d make sure he could see your pretty face when I make you come.”

Your confident retort died on your tongue as Hoseok wrapped his hands over your hips and pulled you directly over his mouth, licking into your heat immediately. Your hands clamped down on his wrists as you let out a long satisfied moan and your eyes locked onto Hyunwoo’s. He had one hand on his glass and the other smoothing over his thigh.

In the faint light, you could just barely see the crease in his black dress pants, a clear indication of how much he was enjoying the show and you wanted so badly to touch him. The only thing keeping you grounded was the man beneath you, licking into your core like a man starved and soon you were fighting the urge to move with him.

Hoseok seemed to notice how tense your body became and he used his strength to force you into motion, pulling you down and grinding you over his tongue causing you to let out a deep wanton moan. Your hand dropped down to tug at his hair and the other you used to knead your breast, all while staring into your husband’s burning gaze before looking back to Hoseok.

“You’re such a good boy, Hoseokie. That feels so good,” You tell him and you can feel him groaning against you, “You look so pretty with your face between my thighs.”

At the praise, Hoseok doubles his efforts and the feeling is so intense you can’t decide if you want to get closer or further away from his ministrations. It feels like your burning up from the inside and when you look back up to find Hyunwoo’s gaze locked on you while he rubs himself through his pants you come almost instantly, crying out and twitching over Hoseok’s mouth and flattened tongue while he smooths his hands up and down your thighs comfortingly.

You wasted no time after the last waves of your orgasm rolled through your body before moving back to settle over his waist, brushing your hand up over his broad chest. You smirked over at your husband and made sure he watched as you leaned down and kissed Hoseok. You could audibly hear Hyunwoo groaning as he watched you make out with his friend, tasting your own arousal on his tongue and you smiled against Hoseok’s lips at the sound.

“Little wife,” Hyunwoo called and you took your time pulling away from Hoseok, looking up at him slyly as you release the other man’s bottom lip with a pop.

“Yes, daddy,” You answer innocently.

“I’m running out of patience,” He growled out and you automatically bowed your head. Hyunwoo may have granted you control over Hoseok, but he was still in charge here and no matter how much fun you’re having teasing him, you won’t disobey him.

“Yes, Daddy,” You replied and turned your attention back on the man beneath you who was keeping himself busy by running one hand over your thigh while using the other to stroke his cock behind you, occasionally pressing it against your ass cheek.

“Are you ready for me Hoseok? Do you want me to ride your pretty cock?” You asked him in your prim, sweet voice and you love the look on his face when he whimpers out a ‘Please, baby’.

With a smirk, you guide his length inside of you and sink down on him slowly, thankful that Hyunwoo’s already stretched you a bit on his fingers, easing some of the tightness because Hoseok is thick and even now you have to take a moment to breathe before moving again.

You’re so focused on accommodating Hoseok’s size and finding a comfortable rhythm that you don’t notice Hyunwoo’s shirt opened further, a few more buttons undone. Not until you hear the faint clinking of a belt being undone and your jaw falls open as you watch your husband shift just enough to pull his cock from his pants, stroking the solid length with one large hand while the other still grips the crystal tumbler.

And you can’t help the way your body naturally adjusts its pace to match that of Hyunwoo’s hand, it’s slow and makes you burn up from the inside out like you’re drowning in a sea of flames and the vicious grip on your hips let you know you’re dragging Hoseok under with you.

You’re so lost in this moment that it barely registers when Hoseok grips you harder, desperately asking your permission to come and when the words finally hit you, confusion takes over. Why would he be asking you? Hoseok sees your hesitation and sits up, flush against you, arms wrapped around your naked torso as you continue to roll your hips over him and latches his mouth over your breast, his tongue making delicious patterns over your nipple that bring you back into focus.

When he feels rather than sees you come back to him, he pulls his mouth off with a pop and looks up at you with pleading eyes, “Baby, I can’t take this anymore, it’s absolute torture,” He pants and the haze you fell into starts to dissipate. Right. You’re in charge here. But one more look at your husband eliminates any thoughts of teasing Hoseok further, of dragging this out.  

You shutter a breath and grind down into his lap, hard, and grip the hair at the base of his skull, angling his face toward your own. You marvel at how wonderfully fucked out he looks with heavily lidded eyes and wet, swollen lips and wonder if this is how Hyunwoo sees you. Only a hairsbreadth away from his lips you whisper to him, “Take whatever you need and don’t stop.”

And it’s all he needs to hear before flipping onto your back and hiking up your legs before pushing himself back into you fully and setting a brutal pace. His hands grip the tops of your thighs for leverage and he uses his hold to keep you close as he relentlessly pounds into you. You want to tell him how amazing he looks and feels but you’re rendered speechless, your brain clouded and it takes all your willpower to utter a single request that has him pulling out and coating your breasts and stomach in hot ropes.

“Come for me, pretty boy.”

When the last of his seed is spilled he falls back, resting on his haunches and tries to catch his breath, a broad smile plastered on his face. “God, you look so fucking beautiful,” He pants, trailing his hand along your thigh soothingly, “Did I do well?”

You smile as Hoseok places a gentle kiss to the inside of your knee, still admiring the cum he so artfully decorated you in, “You were great,” You coo and he all but melts on the spot, “Such a good boy for me.”

Glancing over at Hyunwoo you can tell he is also admiring Hoseok’s handiwork and gives you a subtle nod, letting you know he’s proud of you. The thought makes you beam with happiness even as Hoseok’s attention dwindles as he prepares to hand you back over to your husband.

“You won’t get rid of it just yet, will you?” Hoseok asks as he slips his underwear back on followed by his slacks.

“Oh no, she won’t be,” Hyunwoo answers, setting his now empty glass on the table and standing from his chair, “You see how well she gives orders,” He pauses, undoing the last few buttons on his shirt and removing it fully.

“Now watch how well she takes them.”

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Monsta X Reaction - Friend Sent Them A Nude On Accident

♥Hello, darling! Thank you so much for requesting! I’m for sure not the best but I appreciate it so much! Please, enjoy!♥

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Shownu:

The most understanding and discreet. He would totally understand that something like that can happen on accident and would never tease you about it. You can be sure that he will take this secret to his grave because he won't tell it to anyone. And plus he will even bust your self-esteem.

You and Hyunwoo were good friends and you were texting almost every day just talking about your days or giving each other advice. You wanted to send him some pictures but you accidentally clicked on your private picture that was right next to it. As you saw it you immediately called him and with anxiety, you were waiting for him to pick up.

"Oh my! Hyunwoo, please, please, don't look at your phone!" you immediately said when he picked up.

"Too late." he said on monotone voice.

"Ughhh! Please! I'm so sorry! You weren't supposed to see that." you whined and you were dying from embarrassment.

"Hey, hey. It's okay. I know it was an accident. You can be sure no one will know about it and I already delete it. " he said and now his voice was more calming and warm.

"Thank you! You are the best friend I could wish for." you sighed with a smile on your face. You were ready to hang up when he said the last thing.

"I don't know why you always put yourself down. You are absolutely amazing human. And from what I saw in your message, you are an unbelievably beautiful woman." he said and hang up. You couldn't help but smile to yourself thinking about his words more and more.

Wonho:

Hoseok might seem like a man who could always have women around him and act like a jerk. But despite thousands of women swooning over him Hoseok always had respect and be a little naive. So when you sent your nude on accident he was shocked but flustered as well.

You were feeling extra confident that evening and took a couple of pics of your naked body. Your friend texted you in the middle of your little photoshoot and you sent him your pic on the accident. You saw that and you screamed in fear. How could something like that happen to you? Hoseok wasn't messaging back and you feared the worst. After some seconds your phone started ringing and his name appeared on the screen.

You took a deep breath and answered it. "Yes?" you asked with a small voice.

"You improved. I see you are enjoying the gym." Hoseok said. "W-what?" you were confused. "Y-you are... a beautiful woman Y-Y/N." Hoseok stuttered. "And I ... I'm surprised that you like me that much."

"No no! Hoseok that was on accident!" you quickly said. “Oh...” you heard his somehow now a sad voice. “I’m sorry that I disturbed.” he said quietly. 

“Wait!” you said. “You can keep it if you like it.” you whispered. 

You couldn't see it but Hoseok bit his lip and closed his eyes trying to stop the nasty things that were going through his head. 

Minhyuk:

Minhyuk would be in the middle of a dinner at the dorm when his phone buzzed. He looked and saw your name so he immediately opened it. When he saw your nude he screamed loud and his phone fell down. Be ready for a call with Minhyuk in full panic mode. 

Minhyuk’s buzzed in the middle of the conversation and when he saw your name he smiled and opened his phone. As soon as he saw your naked body he screamed in shock and his phone fell. 

“What’s wrong?” Kihyun asked ready to pick his phone but Minhyuk quickly stopped him and took the phone back to his hands. 

“Nothing! Everything it’s okay!” he shouted.  “Then why are you screaming?” Hyungwon asked. “I... I, I need to do something!” he said and ran to his room. 

He immediately dialled your number and as you picked up his raised voice was heard clearly throught your phone, “Are you crazy??!!!” he shouted. 

“Ouch, Minhyunk. That hurt.” you chuckled, “Why should I be crazy?” you asked cluelessly. 

“You sent me a naked picture! You think that isn’t crazy?!” he said and you gasped. You quickly checked your messages and soon saw what you did. “Oh my! I’m sorry Minhyuk! That was an accident I swear to Lord!” you almost cried. 

“I’m deleting it. It’s our secret, but I won’t see you the same from now on.” he said dramatically but he was blushing madly as he looked at your pic once again. 

Kihyun:

If you would accidentally send your nude to Kihyun be ready for a big scolding from this boy. He would, of course, tell you that you are beautiful (Cuz he can’t help himself, come on he is a human) but will scold you how stupid you are and if it would be someone else than him that it could end up worse.

Kihyun couldn’t believe what he saw when he opened the good morning message to you. He really doesn’t really get how your naked form ended in his messages. 

After a second his phone started ringing and when he saw your name he picked up. “How you could be so careless, huh? Why are you taking such pictures? On top of that, you are sending them to me? I mean, don’t get me wrong you are stunningly beautiful but this is too much!” Kihyun breathed out.  

“Kihyun, please, calm down. It was on accident.” you sighed, “I’m sorry.” 

“You should be. I don’t want to see my best friend naked.” he huffed. “But you just said I’m beautiful.” you said. 

“T-that’s true, but! You shouldn’t send it to me. If it wasn’t me but someone else it could be worse. Don’t be stupid and don’t take such a pics.” he sighed. 

You huffed, “Okay, mom. I promise that won’t happen again.” you said. “Good.” he responded and hang up. 

But you didn’t know that he never deleted your photo. It was actually helping him through some lonely nights of his. Just saying that you should from now on pay attention to the way your best friend is looking you changed. 

Hyungwon:

Confused. But actually kind of flattered. Hyungwon is a logical and most of the time a calm man so yeah, he would be confused but won’t be mad or bothered by that. People make mistakes and he is willing to forgive his best friend for such a faux pas. And maybe actually enjoys your faux pas in the silence.

You were currently chatting with Hyungwon and sending each other memes. You had one older one which was perfect for this situation. But you clicked at the picture next to it which happened to be your own nude. You screamed when you saw that.

You dialled his number and he picked up. “Delete it! NOW! It was an accident! You weren't supposed to see that.” you were panicking. 

“Hey... calm down. I was confused for a second but then I realised that it must be on accident. It’s okay, it’s safe with me. You don’t need to worry at all.” he said in a calm voice. 

“Thank you, Hyungwon. God, I’m so embarrassed.” you chuckled. 

“Don’t need to be. I’m actually flattered. I never knew my friend is such a goddess. “ he chuckled, obviously teasing. 

“Yah! Stop it and delete it!” you said. “It’s already deleted. Don’t worry.” he smiled and hang up. 

But was it deleted? Hell no. Even if you were his best friend he couldn’t help himself and admire your beautiful naked form. 

Jooheon:

Would never actually tell you that he saw your nude. You send it and when you saw what you did, you deleted it immediately. But Jooheon saw the photo and he couldn’t get the image out of his head. Since that time he actually started seeing you more as a woman, not just a best friend. 

You and Jooheon were chatting late at night. Jooheon said that he needs to go to the toilet and he’ll be back in a minute. You wanted to send him a selfie you took but your fingers clicked on the wrong picture. 

You didn’t know that Jooheon already came back and were ready to text you back but when he saw what you sent he froze and couldn’t believe his eyes. After a couple of seconds, you deleted your message and sent a selfie instead. 

Jooheon acted like it never happened but couldn’t stop himself from staring at you all the time since then. “Jooheon is something on my face?” you asked when you caught him staring at you. 

“No! Of course, not! I was just thinking.” he said nervously. You shrugged and let it slide but you noticed that he was always staring at you when you were together. 

“Why are you always staring? You wanna go on date with me?” you joked but his answer surprised you. “Yes!” he said enthusiastically and when you looked at him with wide eyes he blushed.

Changkyun:

Smooth about it. Yes, Changkyun is your best friend but he always admired your beauty and your hot body. He knew you wouldn’t want to have such a relationship with him but he was imagining sometimes. When you accidentally sent him a nude he would set a goal to make you finally his.

You were calling with Changykun while he was on the tour. 

“Wait, I send you a selfie I took today with the new outfit.” you said excitedly. 

You sent it quickly and don’t even look what delivered into Changkyun’s phone.

“Alright, let’s see.” he chuckled as he was about to open your message. 

A long silent moment before you asked, “Is everything okay? You don’t like it?”

He chuckled in a deep voice, “No, I actually love it.” his voice dropped, “But I didn’t know you see me like this, baby.” he said and you were confused. 

“What are you talking about? Is that outfit weird?” you asked. “Outfit? I can’t see any clothes and I’m not bothered by it at all.” he said. 

“WHAT?” you looked at your phone and screamed. “OMG, Changkyun! Delete it!” you shouted. 

“Nope.” he chuckled. “I’m keeping this forever.”  

[lovely-scents]

Shownu: Serendipity (Secret Behind)

Read Serendipity part 1

Hyunwoo just get back home from work. He tosses his briefcase aside on the couch and sighs. He put his hands on his waist while giving his brother a look.

"Do you want to go out on a blind date?" he suddenly asks.

Wonho just give him a stare back. "What..?"

"W-Why so sudden?"

Hyunwoo scratches his head in flusters and letting out another quiet sigh before he takes a seat too. He tries to find a suitable words to explain, and he need to arrange the words carefully so he could clearly understand him.

"There's this one girl in my office. She is very nice and kind, and very sweet too. She is a quiet person, but she likes to smile a lot. Everybody likes her because of her manners. Very polite and kind-hearted. And she is a very hard-working person too. She always work so diligently. She is definitely the type of girl that you likes." he conclude. Wonho just let out a quiet laugh for being teased.

"But lately, her aunt keep on asking her, forcing her to go out on a blind date and even planned to arrange a marriage for her without her consent."

"What about her family..? Aren't they saying anything about it?"

"No." He slightly shakes his head. "Her aunt is the only family that she has. That's why she is being hesitant whether she should agree or not since her aunt has been helping her out for almost everything, and she doesn't want to be ungrateful to her yet she's too afraid to agree because of this uncertain future. She just want to live happily, even after she get married."

"She has gone through a lot before this, and I think she deserves to be happy too. That's why I want to help her. And I need you to help me to make it happen."

"Me..?" Wonho look at him in surprised. "W-Why me?"

"I'm sorry, but I honestly think you're the only one who would suits her best." he claims. "You're so kind and well-mannered, strong and dependable too. I believe that you can take a really good care of her."

"And she is such a sweet girl too. She has everything that you likes and you need. She can cook very well, smart, a very warm person, soft and kind-hearted. And she is quite pretty too." he brags. "I'm sure you two will make a great pair."

"And what makes you think that I would agree?" asks him again while leaning back on the couch with folded arms.

Hyunwoo giggles at his question as if it was something funny. "I know you so well. Trust me, you will likes her." answers him with a wide, confident smile on his handsome face.

Wonho seems to be in a puzzle. He is still thinking deeply, collecting every details and answers before he could decides.

"Only for this once, right?"

Hyunwoo quickly nods. "Yes. Just this once. Please? I'll take care of everything for you. You just need to come." convinces him again.

He lets out a long sigh, and giving it another thought before he finally agrees.

"Alright, I'll go." he says half-heartedly. "When would it be? I need to check on my schedule first to make a time for it. I'm going to get busy starting from next week."

"I know. Make sure you free up your time for dinner this Saturday."

[moonhoures]

grocery store things w/ monsta x

note; so i work in a grocery store and these are just some cute little scenarios i’ve written, inspired by some things that have happened at my store ☺️ enjoy!

— shownu.

Finally. Time to go home. You strolled up to the time clock and punched out, ready to walk out of the building when you stopped in your tracks. It was pitch black outside aside from the few, dim lights in the parking lot. You didn’t usually work this late, so you weren’t too thrilled at the idea of walking all the way to the back of the parking lot when it was this dark. Who knows what could happen to you.

“Need someone to walk you out?”

Hyunwoo was an overnight stocker who had just got in to start his shift when he saw you seemingly having a mental debate with yourself.

“Would you please?”

“Sure thing,” he called over his walkie talkie to let his department manager know he was walking you out before leading you outside.

“Long day?” he asked, attempting some small talk which made you feel a lot better.

“Kinda. Eight hours.”

“That’s about to be me,” he chuckled.

“You leave work at six a.m?”

“Yep, almost every day.”

“When do you sleep?” you asked, getting closer and closer to your car the further you walked. Why did employees have to park so far away from the door? Well, you knew why, but it was really bothersome this late at night.

“I try to get about seven hours of sleep as soon as i get home from work.”

“So you’re basically nocturnal.”

“Basically,” he agreed with a chuckle, stopping in front of your car as you unlocked it and went to open the door. “But you’re not, so get some rest.”

You smiled, climbing into your car and rolling your window down, “I will. Thanks for walking me.”

“Of course, anytime.”

— wonho.

“That will be four dollars and twenty-seven cents.”

You stuck your card into the reader and waited but you were met by the machine beeping at you. “Error” it read back on the screen. You looked up at the cashier with a questioning look, but she just prompted you to try again. She said it could’ve been the machine acting up. So you tried it again just as a guy walked up in line behind you. “Error”. You groaned and the cashier encouraged you to try one more time. So you did, praying that the third time would be the lucky time. “Error”. Of course not, you thought. You stared at the bag of chips and the soda on the counter and sighed.

“Here,” the guy behind you gestured for you to step aside and before you

could say anything he was putting his card in the reader. The cashier scanned his items—a couple packs of ramen and a bottle of water.

“Wait- You don’t have to do that. I’ll just put them ba-“

“No, it’s fine. We’ve all been there. Besides, it’s literally not even five dollars. I don’t mind.”

The cashier decided to keep quiet, as did you. She took the receipt and handed it to the guy who took it with a smile and told her to have a good night. He then took your chips and drink and handed them to you with the same smile.

“Here you go. Have a good night.”

“Thanks . . . you too.”

— minhyuk.

“Hey, what time do you get off?”

You grinned as you realized Minhyuk, one of your favorite coworkers was going to be on the register next to yours, “Five.”

“Me too!”

The two of you were talking about how slow business was today when he mentioned that he was craving sweets.

“Like candy?”

“Yeah, think you could buy me some for my break?” he teased.

“I was going to ask you the same thing,” you joked back.

“Rock paper scissors? Loser buys both snacks.”

You replied by positioning your hands, a fist over an open palm. He grinned before doing the same. You both agreed to go on ‘shoot’ and then started. His paper covered your rock and you pouted.

“Best two out of three?”

— kihyun.

It was Friday night, nearing nine p.m which meant you only had one more

hour until the store closed. Business was extremely slow compared to the rest of your shift so you were growing bored, resorting to reading random magazines that you found even vaguely interesting to help pass the time. That was until you saw him walk in. Kihyun. He was a regular at the store you worked at nearly everyday. The two of you got to speak to each other fairly often given that he came in almost everyday to pick up the same things, usually always right before closing time.

You waited for him at your register, and smiled at him when he finally strolled up, gently placing his pre-packaged salad and water bottle on the belt. Only today he had something new. Cold medicine.

“Hey, how’s your day going?” he always greeted you first and it always made your day despite being such a small action.

“It’s going quite slow now, but it’s almost over.”

“True,” he laughed, getting his card out.

“Someone not feeling too well?” you asked as you scanned his medicine and put it into the bag with his food.

“Yeah,” he sighed, “Just a little nausea and coughing, nothing major.”

“Well I hope you feel better. Try some warm water and honey if your throat gets soar, that always helps me.”

“I’ll have to try that,” he grinned as he took the receipt from you, “I’ll see you tomorrow?”

“Sure will. Have a good night!”

“You too.”

— hyungwon.

Damn you, cereal, you thought to yourself as you got on your tippy toes to reach for a box of cereal on the top shelf. Usually you liked doing random chores that your manager gave you to do. They were a nice break from being on a register for hours on end, but some chores were just as bad. Today your manager had asked you to organize the cereal because customers had a habit of carelessly putting boxes where they didn’t belong or not keeping them in a decent order. So you fixed up all the cereal boxes to make them look nice and satisfying, until you got to the top shelf. You know, the one you couldn’t reach. As you stared up at the unreachable boxes you wished you would’ve asked for a step ladder. However, you stubbornly thought to yourself: maybe I can reach them if I step on the bottom shelf?

So you stupidly, yet courageously, stepped onto the bottom shelf and reached up once again to the cereal boxes above you.

“Are you dumb?”

You turned to see one of the service workers rushing up to you, his hands out as if he would catch you the second you fell. But you didn’t, you gingerly stepped down and looked up at him innocently.

“What?” you asked.

“You literally could’ve fallen and hurt yourself, that’s what. Why didn’t you just ask for a step ladder?” Hyungwon asked with a voice full of concern. You shrugged in response, feeling slightly like a scolded child.

“I’m almost done. It would be kind of pointless.”

“Well it’s better than falling and busting a lip, or better yet, your head open. Stay here while I go get you a ladder.”

You chuckled to yourself as he walked away and disappeared down the aisle, returning moments later with a small ladder in his hands. He unfolded it and set it in place in front of you with a smile, “There, and when you’re done with it just put it in the storage closet by the bathrooms, okay?”

You nodded, “Thanks, Hyungwon.”

“No problem.“

— jooheon.

“Ugh,” you groaned as the screen of your phone turned black before ultimately becoming unresponsive to any of your tapping and button-pushing. Of course, the one day you forget your charger. You sighed and sat back in the chair you occupied, wondering what you could do to pass the next twenty-six minutes of your lunch break. Across the table from you sat your coworker Jooheon, an employee from the produce department. He held his phone at an angle to watch a movie, the volume low as to not disturb you but just loud enough for him to hear.

“Phone died?” he asked, not taking his eyes off of his own screen.

You nodded, “Yeah. I forgot to charge it overnight.”

“How much longer do you have until you clock back in?”

“Like twenty five minutes.”

“Wanna watch some of this movie with me?”

“Sure,” you smiled, scooting your chair closer as he positioned his phone more so that the both of you could watch. You recognized it as the beginning of Train To Busan. “I love this movie.”

“Don’t spoil anything. This is my first time watching it,” he jokingly warned you.

“I won’t. Promise.”

“Good.”

— changkyun.

“Is there something going on tonight? It’s awfully quiet in here.”

“Well, it is ten minutes until closing on a Friday night. People are probably out drinking and stuff,” you said, noticing that it was in fact a lot more quiet than usual.

Changkyun, a service worker with nothing to do but wait until closing time, sat on the counter of the service desk. You leaned against the desk, scribbling random lines and circles on a note pad. Your register stood near by with its light on, abandoned for the past ten minutes as you hadn’t gotten a customer since. Your manager had gone in her office to do some paperwork, leaving you and Changkyun alone in the front lobby of the store.

“True,” he agreed, “I just realized I work an early shift tomorrow.”

Then he pouted, swinging his legs softly underneath him, his keys jingling quietly in his pocket as he did so. You chuckled, “But at least you can do something fun tomorrow night.”

He scoffed, “I’ll probably just end up playing some video games.”

“Sounds like a good night to me,” you suddenly remembered that the last time you had talked with him, almost a week ago, he had mentioned having plans with his girlfriend, “You’re not hanging out with your girlfriend?”

“No, we, uh, broke up.”

“Oh, um, sorry,” you awkwardly apologized.

“It’s cool. It was mutual.”

“That’s good, I guess.”

He nodded before looking up to you, “What about you? Any plans? Any boyfriend?”

Your cheeks warmed up at the inquiry as you shook your head, “No. Neither.”

Changkyun nodded again, checking his phone for the time before hopping off of the counter, “I feel you. Sometimes they’re not worth the time to be honest.”

When you only nodded in response, not really sure of what to say, he announced, “We have a minute left. I’m gonna go get the manager, and I’ll walk you guys out. Sound good?”

“Sounds great.”

[hongism]

MISS CALY I JUST FINISHED 38 AND I AM HERE WITH MY ESSAY 🤩 - 🦔

DAY 129482 OF ME SCREAMING ABOUT HOW MUCH I LOVE JONGHO AND MC’S RELATIONSHIP SOBS :(

PLS JOONG’S REACTION WHEN THEY BROUGHT WOO BACK :(((

“How dare Seonghwa look so gentle and confident even while being chained and held in the brig of his own ship?” CALY I AM GENUINELY CRYING WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS

HER DREAM OH MY GOD WHAT THE FUCK????? are those supposed to be alternate realities of what would’ve happened if jongho went to fight mingi instead of hongjoong????

JWEWJSH WHAT IS HAPPENING WHY IS SHE SEEING ALL THESE THINGS IN HER DREAMS

HWA AND JOONG DYING TOGETHER LIKE THAT????? WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT

NOOOOOOOOOOO MC SEEING EVERYONE DIE EXCEPT SAN <////3 does this mean her greatest nightmare is not even losing him but him not remembering her???? <//////3 which echoes what he said to her in ch15?? 16?????? about not wanting to have no memory of her??????????? I AM PAIN

“I feel I might lose my mind if I cannot bring him back safely soon.” IS THIS FORESHADOWING OH MY GOD

noooooo her imagining the crew living peaceful ordinary lives :((((((((((((((((((((( i genuinely cried at that :(((

wait but yunho kind of has a point but also kind of doesn’t?????? i am big confusion bc he seems like he has the right idea but something else (maybe his personal feelings towards joong) is still holding him back from making a completely unbiased/unselfish judgment but i guess that’s humanity and no one can ever be 100% objective :((

has mc put down the name for the pardon papers yet? i’m not sure if she did or has already written hyunwoo’s but i’m sure it was mentioned????? ahsjhajs so many questions

JWJDHWJFUWJDJSJKS YUNHO HONGJOONG WHDJWHJSHQJDJWIE nothing like the devil’s tango to break up the Angst and Tension i suppose 😔😔😔😔

MOC HONGJOONG CHEST TATTOOS MOC HONGJOONG CHEST TATTOOS

HWA WANTED TO TELL JISUNG THAT HE IS A W H A T 👁👁 HWA BBY NO U CANT TELL THAT TRICK ASS MF >:(

“I just… want you to know you are loved today just as you were yesterday, and you’ll be loved tomorrow as well. Whatever kind of that love is, it’s love nonetheless. These people — the family you have built and chosen yourself — will continue to love you even if you get a little lost along the way.” I AM CRYING MOC SEONGHWA (and the rest of them minus jisung) DESERVES TO HEAR THIS AND NOTHING LESS :(((((

leave it to jisung to ruin everything as usual 😀😀😀😀😀🔨🔨🔨🔨🔨🔨🔨🔨 pls let me go and give him the hammer miss caly icb i wanted them to reunite before act five started now i want him gONE 😀😀😀

SAN BBY GET BEHIND ME :(((( WTF MOC JISUNG IS REALLY STARTING TO CREEP ME OUT SOMEONE DROP HIM OUT OF THE SHIP AND INTO SPACE PLS

SO IT REALLY WAS MC WHO SAID THAT U SEXC MF :’)))))) okay when i thought she was going psycho in this chapter i really thought it was gonna be batshit crazy psycho but this silent type of crazy is just as sexc 🤩

oop nvm but jisung deserved that so 😔😔 is it bad that i kinda wanted her to kill him

“Still, his tone holds far more softness than anger” 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 hajdhwjjdjsk not me going uwu over such a serious moment 🤡🤡 but v v obsessed with sexc captain joong 😔

HI IM BACK HERE AT LAST SO FUCKING LATE BUT HERE !!!! IM HEREEEEEEEE IM SORRY FOR THE DELAY DOFGIJDFOIGJOI LET ME SCREAM WITH YOU OKAY LET'S GOOOOO

FIRST OF ALL I DONT KNOW WHOSE FAULT IT IS BUT SOMEONE GOT ME SIMPING FOR JONGHO AND I HAVE NO CONTROL OVER MYSELF WHEN IT COMES TO WRITING HIM SO IF IT POPS OUT THEN IT POPS OUT AND I CANNOT STOP IT !! IM AT RISK!

i personally really adored the lil nuances to joong's reaction when they brought woo back i think it was v downplayed for purposeful reasons BUT also v underrated bc !!! UGH !!! jJUSTUISHiu yeah ;-;

PLS WHY ARE U CRYING ITS OKAY PLS

the DREAM areofigjodifjg are they alternate realities what are they hmm hmmh mhmhmhmhm mysterious mysterious im sorry i legit sobbed while writing the hwa and joong part that was so hard to get thru it hurt SO BAD and it wasn't even REAL just :') yeah :')

ur onto something there with her greatest nightmare I WONT SAY MORE but i'll just say ur onto something BIG !!!! and it does echo back to lots of their conversations from acts two and three !! T-T PAIN!

there's actually something V IMPORTANT TO NOTE about that line too the 'i feel i might lose my mind if i cannot bring him back safely soon' and it ties to yn's convo with jisung and the last line of the chapter as well 🥰

genuinely CRYING AT THE PEACEFUL LIVES PLS !!!! it was supposed to be a gentle moment no tears ;-;

yunho was very much playing the devil's advocate as well as acting on personal feelings himself since we've seen that tension between him and seonghwa before but it truly IS humanity, no one can be 100% objective without any bias and that's something that's hard to work around and work with ;-;

she has nOT put a name down on the pardon papers, for now it's just alluded to that she plans to put hyunwoo's name down ONE DAY but those papers will become important again sooooooooon

U KNOW I HAD TO DO IT smack smack tension breaker sexcie times i had to okay it was getting TOO INTENSE!!

MOC HONGJOONG CHEST TATTOOS MOC HONGJOONG CHEST TATTOOS MOC HONGJOONG CHEST TATTOOS MOC HONGJOONG CHEST TATTOOS you know i had to do it there too okay i couldn't resist

our DEAREST HWA DESERVES TO HEAR IT he needs the encouragement and love he NEEDS IT he truly deserves it too pls i cried there too ;-;

that's a LOT OF HAMMERS AND SMILES BLS UR SCARIER THAN JISUNG IS GOD DAMN i'll allow it u are welcome to take the hammer to his noggin oki oki u have my permission 😳

dONT WORRY SAN HAS HIS LOVELY LADY YN TO PROTECT HIM she'll DEFEND she PROTECC she ATTACC (and most important she love san bacc?)

OFC IT WAS MC WHO SAID IT HELL YEAH I WASNT TEASING THAT TIME silent crazy with an edge of psycho truly beautiful <3 jisung deserved the splat right then but sadly </3 he's still necessary </3

when joong pulls on the sexc captain pants 😫 if u liked that then i think u will ADORE the beginning scene of the next chapter <3

[mrs-i-have-too-many-biases]

HCS// Wonho as your best friend

Scenario: basically what Wonho would be like as your best friend.

Tropes: Best friend to Lovers

Genre: fluff/ humour / Teeny tiny bit of angst

Type of content: Headcanons

Pairing: Female Reader X Wonho/ Lee Hoseok

Word count: 4,3K

Warnings: Loads of gifs <3

It’s actually a pretty funny story at how you and Wonho had met

You were one day just casually shopping for groceries

When you accidentally overheard a conversations between what you assumed two friends

“Really man you should find someone.”

“I know I just want someone to cuddle with.” The other replied with a heavy sigh.

Let’s just say, that Wonho got something different than someone to cuddle with.

You mumbled a

‘Me’ under your breath

Not realising how loud you were actually speaking

You saw the two male figures turn your way

And heat immediately rose to your cheeks

“Maybe you should talk to her.” The male with dark hair suggested to the blond male.

“Hi, I’m Wonho and you may be?”

“I’m Y/n, I’m sorry for overhearing your conversation.”

And your friendship took off ever since that day.

You didn’t see Wonho that often after that day

But you accidentally ran into him again at the grocery store two weeks later

“Hey, it’s you again, Y/n right?” He said with a smile

You noticed how muscular he was and it had you shocked

‘What In the world is he so big for- who hurt him-‘

“H-Hi, yes. So we meet again.”

“If we keep meeting like this, we might as well just exchange numbers and meet up.”

He suggested, taking you by surprise.

“I-I mean sure.”

You were very nervous and flustered in the beginning of your friendship with Wonho.

He’s a very attractive person and very sweet.

It would almost be impossible to not fall in love for him.

And somehow you didn’t.

Years went by and you officially got the title of best friend.

Yes, the friendzone, not the best kind of zone to be in, but you were satisfied with just that.

Wonho was a great friend

Which is what he often told you to tell others

Or else that muscle pig would sit on top of you or something

He could really be a pain in the ass sometimes

But he would always deny that

Ever since Wonho became a successful and worldwide artist

He unfortunately had less time for you

You didn’t mind of course

Respecting and supporting his career

Nobody out in the public knew you were so close with Wonho

You had decided alongside with his company to keep your friendship more in the shadows

Just to play it safe

And that the group wouldn’t receive any bad attention

Wonho would always call you from wherever he was

Wanting to hear your voice and missing being around you

His members knew about your friendship and supported it Hyunwoo, who was with Wonho when he met you for the first time, often teased Wonho for being a little whipped for you

his members agreed

“Seriously Y/n, he has been talking about you all day. I really feel like this kid is not functioning without you. We should take you on tour just so we can have him acting normal.” Minhyuk joked, making Wonho laugh

‘‘Don’t listen to him-”

“Why are you lying to, why are you even lying? You know fully well that you can’t live and function without her. I’m honestly surprised that you were a sort of normal human being before you met her-”

“RESPECT YOUR ELDERS BRAT!”

“I’M TELLING YOU THE TRUTH ELDER DEAL WITH IT!”

You were watching the two bicker on your screen as you felt the feeling of missing them grow.

Weeks went by and the boys were back in Asia now

for the last part of their tour

You were invited by their manager to visit them during the tour

they were in Indonesia at the moment and you got a message

or well

multiple to be realistic

that Wonho hadn’t been doing too well

He has been a little sulky

and snapped at people

He basically was homesick and he just wished that someone other than the boys were beside him

You were now on your way to him

He had been texting you a lot

and you couldn’t help but feel sad that he was sad

‘I really just wanna go home.’

‘I miss you, I’m not gonna lie.’

‘Can you come with me in my luggage next time?’

‘I’m so tired, I love touring, but I wish that it was just over by now.’

You shook the sad burden off your shoulders and prepared for the hours left that you had to fly to get to your best friend.

Hours passed and you arrived at the same hotel where the boys were staying

Their stylist, who was a great friend of yours as well, picked you up and brought you to Wonho’s room.

Their manager gave you the spare key he possessed and let you lend it to surprise Wonho

Their manager spoke loudly to announce to Wonho that he was entering the room

of course not wanting to walk in on an inconvenient moment

but when there was no sound coming from his room you just decided to enter. 

The room was dark and there was a small bed light on next to a laying figure, who was obviously Wonho.

You stood on one side of the bed and saw him playing with the small stuffed doll you got him before he went on tour

Your heart ached a little at his sad state

“Hyung, don’t be so quite. You’ll scare me.” Wonho muttered

The sadness in his voice made your heart ache even more and you sat down next to him.

“Well that was the original plan, but I guess this will be fine too.” You replied, making Wonho shot around and look at you in shock.

When Wonho realised that it was you

he shot up and tackled you onto the bed with a hug

“YOU LITTLE SHIT WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?”

“I missed you too?”

The night went on and the two of you caught up on each other whilst having dinner together

the boys also came into Wonho’s room

claiming that you had some kind of superpower

since Wonho changed back to his normal being

as if he had been under a spell all along

The next day the boys had a planned day off and Wonho wanted to take you shopping

you weren’t too sure about it

since your friendship was basically hidden

but the company assured you that even if you would get caught

that it wouldn’t really matter

the company liked you

you were responsible and you were a good influence on Wonho

You made sure he eats healthy and doesn’t stuff himself with instant ramyeon

When it came to working out you didn’t had to worry since he was kind of like a gym-rat

The company trusted you and they knew you wouldn’t take that for granted

Wonho and you took a cap to the nearest and nicest mall where the two of you could spend the day together

“Is there anything you need?”

“Not that I can think of as the moment, why-”

“Good, because that means it’s time to eat!”

Wonho happily dragged you through the big building

not even bothering to put on a face mask to hide his identity a little

he did make sure that you hid yours subtly

The food was great 

and Wonho kept bothering you as usual

but you didn’t mind

because he was happy

and you didn’t like seeing him sad

“Are you sure you don’t need anything?” Wonho asks after two hours in the mall

“Well I do need underwear.” You mumbled as you stopped right in front of a lingerie store

“W-well, I guess-”

“You don’t have to come in you know. You can just wait outside or go to a different store-”

“No, I’m coming with you. I don’t know if there are any fans or other people who will bother you, besides we are in a foreign country Y/n, something could happen to you.”

“Wonho, I’m literally going to buy a bra, I’m not going into a secret mission or something.” You laughed before you entered.

Moments later Wonho strolled through the store

a little embarrassed and taken back

“WHY ARE THESE SO TINY?”

He whisper yelled at you whilst pointing to a pair of mini g-strings like a little kid

“because we don’t have balls and a penis like you to be put away in our pants-”

“Y/N-”

“WHAT?”

“YOU CANT JUST SAY THAT-”

“WHAT-ITS TRUE”

You also loved to mess with him at a moment like

He was turned away and you had a big red laced bra in your hands

“Wonho look at this.” You said

as soon as he turned around you put the bra on his chest.

“Yeah I think this is your size. You definitely need one or they will get soggy.”

you joke making him gasp.

“HOW DARE YOU YOU LITTLE BRAT-”

“WELL I’M SORRY THAT YOU HAVE BIGGER TITS THEN ME-”

The two of you started laughing before you went to pay for your stuff.

The day went on and you enjoyed your time together

little did the both of you know that you were being followed that day

the day after your fun platonic date

the two of you were all over the internet.

‘Monsta X’s Wonho being spotted with a mysterious lady’

‘Monsta X’s Wonho is dating?’

‘Lee Hoseok/ Monsta X’s Wonho EXPOSED!’

When you woke up that morning

and saw all the headlines

you got worried

you didn’t bother changing out of your pyjamas

as you rushed your way to Wonho’s room

you were panicking and you didn’t know what else to do

As soon as he opened the door for you in his sleepy state

you started rambling

and he just stared at you

not exactly knowing what’s going on

but when he saw you breaking down into tears he realised that it was serious

“W-wait, are you crying, no don’t- come here.”

Wonho pulled you into his arms

you let his big arms wrap around you as you tried to stop crying

“It will be fine, remember?”

You hugged him once more before you went back to your room

later that day

their manager called you and Wonho together to talk about the current situation

He told the two of you to make a Vlive and explain the situation to the fans

so that is what you did

Wonho went live

and as soon as he did

fans started bombarding him with questions

of course wondering who you were

you were sitting a little further away from him on a chair

when he suddenly slid you into frame

making you at him in shock

both bursting into laughter right after

“Guys this is my best friend Y/n.”

“Hi.”

Wonho burst out in laughter at how awkward you were being

“You guys remember this little bear? Well, Y/n got it for me.” 

Long story short

The fans weren’t too font of you at first

Some were jealous

Some were a little weirded out

The two of you have been friends for years

And your friendship is only revealed now?

Others were worried

That you only used him for fame

Which Wonho of course knew you didn’t

And he assured the fans that that wasn’t the case

As time went on

They started to see more of you

Of course they were annoyed

Because they wanted to see more content of their favourite idol

But Wonho wanted to show his fans a different side of him

That usually only came out when you were around

“WONHO GET YOUR ASS OUT OF THE FRAME!”

You laughed when Wonho went to get something behind him

“SHUSH I KNOW WHAT MY FANS LIKE-“

“WAIT WHAT-”

You also were the person to upload a lot of extra content of Wonho online

You of course asked for permission to post it

Due keeping comeback spoilers to yourself

But most of the time they were fine with you uploading the content

It showed yet another side of Wonho

And the fans slowly started loving you

Eventually

Whenever Wonho was live

They would ask where you were and it made him laugh

“You guys really are going to start being her fan and stop being mine.”

He claimed dramatically.

And the more the fans saw you

And the more they started to love you

The fans started to notice that they weren’t the only one who were loving you

You were mentioned quite a lot as well in interviews

And the fans saw how smiley Wonho got as soon as he heard your name

Wonho was in love with you and they knew it

Wonho himself also started to be aware of his feelings

He first started noticing it a little when you hadn’t had time to pick up his calls

He would be on tour and you would be at home on the other side of the world

He was sad and sulky once again

The second time where he noticed that he has started to develop more feelings for you

Was when the two of you were going out on a dinner date

It was something the two of you did monthly

It used to be a weekly thing

But he had been busy with his idol life

And you were of course working yourself

It was a fancy dinner where Wonho was taking you

And you had decided to dress up nicely

Since you hadn’t seen him in ages

You wore a nude coloured skirt and a nice simple blouse on top of it

When Wonho went to pick you up

His jaw almost hit the ground

You looked absolutely beautiful

The outfit was quite simple

But to him

You couldn’t look more gorgeous than ever

“Y-you look- Wow.”

“Well thank you handsome.”

That moment

That moment right there

That’s when he realised that he had seen you more than just a best friend

And it made him nervous

He was stumbling and stuttering

And he felt pathetic

‘You’ve known her for years, get yourself together man.’ He would say to himself

You sat across of him, smiling as you told him a story

He couldn’t even pay proper attention to what you were saying

Without being distracted by the way you lips moved as you spoke

‘I wonder what they’d feel like against mine?’ He thought to himself

He was quite shocked by his own thought and slightly jumped

“Are you okay?” You asked him as you noticed him do so

“Y-yeah! We’re good! We’re totally fine.”

In the restaurant, the waiter seemed to have interest in you

As he checked in on you all the time

Trying to start small conversations with you

Wonho hated it

He felt jealous

And also very stupid

“This food isn’t even that good.”

“Really, you don’t like it?”

“No, I like ramyeon better.”

“I can make you some at home?”

‘Fucking hell Y/n what are you doing to me?’

He knew he wasn’t your boyfriend

But as someone who had known you for so long

He felt protective

And since he had discovered that he had stronger feelings for you

He had to make sure that you weren’t falling for that other guy’s tricks

Wonho had taken off his jacket

Now only sitting in his almost skin-tight turtleneck

Showing off his well earned muscles he had worked hard for

He found this moment perfect when he saw you shiver a bit

And right when the waiter came back

Wonho got up from his seat

And placed his jacket over your shoulders

Your heart fluttered a little at the action

And you stared a Wonho with big, shocked, eyes

You were catching feelings as well

And it made you a mess

But not as much of a mess as Wonho was for you

Your heart started to skip a beat every time you saw him

When you even simply thought of him

You felt your heart swell

One day Wonho was sleeping at your place

Since the two of you drank just a little too much

And Wonho was too intoxicated to travel back home

So he crashed at your place

Which was honestly fine

He had done that all of the time

You woke up to him not being by your side

You got up and to your (not so) shock

He was shirtless in the bathroom, brushing his teeth with a toothbrush he always left at your place

You didn’t know what had gotten over you

But you kind of freaked out and shut the door harshly

“Y/n, what happened?”

“I-I saw a spider?”

More moments like this came into your life

Whenever one of you would extra attractive

The other would freak out

And the both of you would be too oblivious to notice one another’s behaviour

The members, the staff and even the fans were getting tired of it

They knew by now that the two of you had fallen for each other

And somehow

The two of you

Had NEVER seen the fans comments

About you two potentially liking each other or potentially dating together

It was as if your brains had filtered those comments automatically out

After a while

You started to believe that you were not good enough for Wonho

Or well at least not his type

A couple of so-called fans had gone to your head with their toxic words

Telling you had no chance of being with Wonho

That you were a bad friend to him

In the back of your head you knew that you were a good friend

But you just couldn’t help but believe them

That’s when you started talking less and less to Wonho

And started talking more to Changkyun

He was someone you could easily talk to and joke around with besides Wonho

You had shared your problems more often with Changkyun as you started to avoid Wonho

And he started to notice

He was feeling sad and confused that you had started to avoid him

Since he had no idea why

The comments that you had read were pointed towards you

So Wonho never really came across them

He started to feel angry as well at you

Because you just kind of stopped talking to him out of the blue

He felt like you were in love with Changkyun

He noticed how you smiled at him

How you suddenly wanted to spend more time with him

And there couldn’t be a different explanation to himself other than that

The boys had noticed the change in Wonho’s behaviour

But this time

They didn’t know what to do

Because Changkyun advised them to leave Wonho alone for some time

They were surprised by the youngest statement

But they listened to him anyway

Wonho was furious at this point

He was tired of you ignoring him

He missed you and he wanted nothing more than to be with you

One day he had tricked you into his room

Making you think it was Changkyun’s room

But he knew that if you knew it was actually his that you would try to avoid him all over again

You were shocked when you saw Wonho in front of you when you entered the hotel room

“Are you avoiding me?”

Wonho wanted to go straight to the point

Taken you by surprise

“I-I, no.” You stuttered

“Then why have you been making it seem like you have? You’ve been talking more to Changkyun lately, do you like him or something?” Wonho’s heart hurts more and more the longer he speaks with you

“I do.” You blurted out

Which you regretted instantly

Wonho’s eyes started to brim with tears and he couldn’t help himself

You didn’t know what was happening

As you froze in front of him

“I support you in whatever you do, whatever you feel. But please don’t shut me out like that. I want to be there for you. Even though I wished that it was me you loved. I will continue to be by your side as your best friend as your feelings evolve for Kyun.”

You were still in your frozen state

And for the umpteenth time you were surprised.

‘He loves me?’

Wonho kept rambling on as you tried to process what was happening

“…I never though you would return the feelings that I have for you. I just felt like I had to get this off my chest. Let’s just forget this and get you and Chang-“

You didn’t let him finish as you pulled him closer

Holding his cheeks as you cut him off with a passionate kiss

Wonho stiffened in his seat and didn’t know whether to hold you or not

He wanted to cherish this moment and brought you closer to him

You could taste the salty tears that rolled down his face not moments ago

“What?”

“I don’t like Changkyun. Well I do like him, but not in the way I like you.”

Wonho’s head shot up to you and looked at you

This time it was his turn to be surprised

“Y-you like me?”

“No.” you replied serious

His gaze fell down again, the feeling of disappointment filling his gut

“I think that after all these years of knowing you, that I can surely say that I love you.” You whispered whilst caressing his cheek softly

Wonho bit his lip before smiling brightly at you

His hands were still on your waist as you sat on his lap

“I love you too, fuck. I love you so much and for so long. I didn’t know what to do.”

“I know what we should do now.” You said with a smirk as you wrapped your arms around his neck.

“And what’s that?”

“Be officially together.” You wiggled your eyebrows, making him laugh loudly.

Sooner enough he would pull you closer into his chest and hugged you tightly as he twirled you around, your legs around his waist as he did

“My beautiful love, finally mine.” Wonho sighed happily, before kissing you once again.

Right now it has been months since you and Wonho had revealed your relationship to the public

The fans were relieved and finally content after being so frustrated that the two of you are actually meant to be together

You continued to upload more content of your now-boyfriend, Wonho, online to give the fans a little extras as a gif for being supportive of your relationship

The boys were also relieved and very glad for the two of you that you two finally got together

“I remember the day where the two had met, they grow up so fast.” Shownu joked

Sometime’s Wonho would be a pain in the ass to others when you weren’t around

“Since Y/n isn’t here I might as well just run away.” 

“Wonho you have to get back on set.” His manager would state.

“Y/N ISN’T HERE I MISS HER I DON’T WANNA WORK.” He would whine back

Remember when I said that you posted extra content of your boyfriend for your Fellow Monbebes?

Well, you meant it

and it was ‘EXTRA’

“Here you guys have a wild Wonho trying to impress his girlfriend with his rapping skills.” You voiced behind the camera as you filmed your boyfriend.

“Do my skills impress you baby?”

“I like Changkyun’s better.” You joked, hearing Changkyun cheer in the background whilst your boyfriend on the other hand started to pout.

“BABE WHY~” 

“I LOVE YOU~”  You quickly say before you ran to him and pressed kisses all over his cheek.

You also remember the first time where Wonho would call you ‘baby’ for the very first time

It was over a videochat when he was overseas

“So baby how was your day?”

You almost had a spasm when you heard the pet-name leave his lips and you hid your face in your hands, making him laugh

“Do you like me calling you baby?” Wonho asked in amusement

“I’m just not used to it.” You mumbled back.

“Well get used to it babe, because I will be calling you that a lot.” He said with a wink.

That little shit often would tease you as well

when you would ask him for his help he would be like

“Of course you would ask your strong boyfriend. You couldn’t survive without these guns on your side.” 

And besides him being a little shit

you loved waking up next to him

you two had shared a bed before

but being in a romantic relationship together it just was different

You would wake up to Wonho’s strong arm wrapped around your waist

you being almost suffocated in his muscular chest as he had his face nuzzled into your hair

He would sight in content as he pulled you even closer to him as if that was even possible.

He would kiss you softly on your forehead

then your cheeks

then your nose

and lastly your lips

sometimes he was in the mood to kiss you all over

those were your favourite mornings

Wonho was an amazing boyfriend to you

he made sure you eat well

that you take good care of yourself

and that you have something nice to look at at home

In general he is a sweet, loving boyfriend

who loves you more than anything

and he couldn’t be happier than to be in love with his best friend

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Pairing: Lee Hoseok x reader

Genre: gym au / fluff

Warnings: talk of Wonho’s muscles lol (aka absolutely none)

A/N: Wrote this out of nowhere whilst on hiatus. Typically cliché and something I’m sure every Wonho fan would wish to happen to them too XD

I’m toying around with the idea of writing Monsta X with professions in the health sector. I already have an idea for Hyunwoo as a physiotherapist, but if you have any suggestions for the other members, feel free to let me know in a message or comment :)

Word count: 3512

Signing up for the gym hadn’t been all that hard. You knew you needed to get in shape since working from home meant you had too much access to your favourite chair, your other homely comforts and most importantly, your refrigerator and pantry.

Joining a gym, therefore, made a lot of sense. You would have a scheduled event to get out of your home office and move your body every day to prevent those cookies you had somehow misplaced whilst in the deep throes of your creations from becoming a staple visual around your hips. And whilst you didn’t have a huge social prerequisite to get by in life, well, making new friends whilst you were there didn’t seem like a bad idea either.

So the join up was logical. But that didn’t mean everything went according to your plan.

At first, you would turn up every morning, jump on to a cycle machine and start your cardio routine. You were familiar with gym equipment from a past attempt in fitness before your office job had gotten too hectic to continue attending one, and that meant you didn’t need any instruction on how to use the machines. You liked the independent nature of doing your own routine each day in the gym, and whilst you were satisfied with your efforts for turning up and doing a workout, you weren’t getting the results you wanted.

Perhaps you were still eating too much or maybe your body was rebelling against you.

You decided to take up the opportunity to see one of the gym’s trainers. After all, in your membership signup, you had been allocated a free session with one to see what programme would suit you best. It couldn’t hurt to get professional advice on how to exercise the best for your body shape and if you didn’t like their suggestions, you could continue to persevere with your own routine you had used for the past month and hope over subsequent weeks that changes would be more visual.

You knew you had a bit of a sweet tooth, but surely there could be a better balance in life for you.

Turning up for your session, you had been all smiles until you stepped into the trainer’s office. There were six trainers in total at your gym and admittedly when the office clerk had given you the option of who to see, you had just asked for the one who would help you the soonest. You weren’t impatient by nature yet you also didn’t want to change your mind whilst waiting to be slotted into a trainer’s busy schedule either.

Perhaps you should have been more carefree. Or paid attention to the name you had been given on your appointment card so you could have been more prepared. Because out of the six trainers, you had been assigned to the one who intimidated you the most.

“Hey Y/N, it’s nice to meet you!” he greeted with a friendly smile as you froze in the doorway, his smile only causing your heart to race faster than it did when you were on the cross-trainer. He outstretched his hand and by some miracle, you managed to grab onto it, though your palm was already sweaty. He shook it firmly – or perhaps it was a general handshake but your current resolve was too weak to handle it – and continued to smile enthusiastically at you. “My name is Hoseok and I hear you want to improve your lifestyle choices and exercise plan?”

You definitely wanted to improve in your current stupor, so blinking rapidly, you shot into the chair across from the small desk Hoseok had rounded and nodded just as fast. He chuckled and pulled up your file on the computer with a few clicks.

Whilst you sat there cursing yourself for signing up for a personal trainer.

It wasn’t the end of the world, Hoseok was talented at what he did. You had noticed him multiple times across the gym floor, helping sculpt the bodies of his clients with good results. But the only reason you knew this, was the same reason most of the women and even some of the male users of the gym also stopped and stared whenever Hoseok was in their area. The man was gorgeous from head to toe.

You had never been one for muscles, and the idea of you getting any of your own showing out from under the extra layers you carried around would be a bit of a miracle. However, Hoseok was something else. His body was the epitome of someone in good health. He obviously took an avid approach to ensure he exercised regularly, and when he wasn’t training someone else, he was often working on his own regime. Hoseok was the poster boy example of what taking fitness to another level looked like.

And now he was your trainer.

You gulped.

“It seems you’ve been doing really well to turn up regularly without any trainer plan in place so I applaud you for taking your health seriously enough,” he mentioned and you nodded again, trying to find your voice within your throat where it had gone into hiding. Hoseok pulled out a sheet of paper and picked up a pen, his gaze falling back to yours. Why was it suddenly hotter in this room? You had just reminded yourself that you were a capable woman who had quit her office job to become your own boss. You had the ability to work with anyone well under pressure and articulate yourself to ensure your thoughts were openly received.

Right now though? You were like a teenage girl with a crush on the cutest boy in school.

“What are your goals that you want to achieve here at the gym?”

You inwardly encouraged yourself to speak and cleared your throat. “I want to tone up.”

“That’s a good one,” he mentioned as you groaned inwardly at how obvious that had already been. Instead of making you feel ridiculous, Hoseok continued to assist you in coming up with more ideas towards your hopes from a tailored program. Somewhere along the way, you relaxed a little in his company, finally speaking more than four words at a time. However, you still weren’t quite used to the smiles that he kept shooting in your direction.

You were certain you wouldn’t even need to do any cardio today; your heart had been in the fat burning numbers since stepping into this office twenty minutes ago.

Hoseok looked over the notes he had jotted down and then looked back up at you, letting out a little sigh. “Well, I have all I need to know about what we need to work on but unfortunately now comes the part not many people like to do in the beginning. I need to take down your measurements.”

The minor relaxation you had been experiencing evaporated and you darted your focus to the scale over the other side of the wall. Hoseok was still talking to you and his tone was supportive, yet you were frozen to the chair. Of course, your trainer needed to know your starting weight and other measurements. It was how they helped you track your progress and would indicate what was working and what wasn’t.

But did Hoseok really need to know? You looked back at him and he chuckled. “I know, it’s not always a nice thing to know, but up you get. After this, we need to go out into the gym to look at a couple of exercises I’ve already thought of that will assist you.”

With trepidation, you got to your feet, slipped out of your shoes and stepped on the scales. You held your breath until he placed a hand on your shoulders which deflated you entirely. He laughed again but didn’t say anything, and as he took down the various numbers on the screen, you willed yourself to get a grip.

Just because your trainer was handsome, didn’t mean you had to act so apparent about it. You were certain Hoseok was used to being fawned over by a lot of women here at the gym and your response was probably no different. It irked you that you had lost the inability to remain decent around him already and propped yourself up, suddenly uncaring of how close Hoseok got as he wrapped the measuring tape around your waist.

Okay, so that was a lie. You did care. The smell of his aftershave was intoxicating but you wouldn’t allow yourself to fall feeble once again in his company today. You were here to improve yourself – mindset included.

And then Hoseok blushed lightly. “Here, would you be able to get the size of your bust for me? I don’t want to make you feel uncomfortable and I ask all my female clients to do this to remain appropriate at all times.”

You nodded and did as requested; even letting a small smile grace your lips at how endearing he appeared over this part in your measurements. He recovered faster than you had and soon he had you out in the gym trying out a couple of the exercises he had thought of.

“Well, you survived your session!” he joked, as he placed the clipboard he held under his arm and grinned at you. “I’ll see you tomorrow at nine, okay?”

“Sure,” you replied, though you were unsure entirely. Today had been a lot to take in. As you waved him off and headed for the cubicles that held your personal belongings, you wondered if you should stop off in the office to cancel the training program that you had just agreed to. You couldn’t just exactly change trainers. Hoseok would take offence to that. But you weren’t confident that you could handle being trained by him either. Sure, you had been able to pull off everything he asked of you, there was something about the tone he used and the endless smiles and chuckles that got you through all of his requests. But you were hyperaware whenever he came too close to show you how to do something more effectively and you hated that you had flinched more than once when he touched you.

Not to mention, every time you looked up into the mirrors, what you saw reflecting back didn’t inspire you at all. It was a shallow conclusion, yes, especially when Hoseok had gone onto his next client before you left and she happened to be toned in every way that complimented the image you saw of them in the mirrors. You couldn’t help but feel disappointed in how you looked next to him.

And you only had two options on how to change that. Either give up working with him or tackle the challenge until you looked good next to him.

Slumping down behind the wheel of your car, you didn’t know what to do.

You did turn up at the gym the following day, even though you had spent most of the night lying awake trying to think of plausible excuses to get out of going. You had even punched in the gym’s phone number an hour before leaving your house to ring and cancel your entire membership. You could simply find another gym to exercise at. Or rely on your favourite sugary friends to support you in your times of need. Who were you trying to get fit for anyway? Sure, personal health was important. But it was only yourself who would look back at you each day in the mirror.

You stood before that mirror for a good ten minutes before you decided you were worth it. You wanted to see yourself look healthier.

Hoseok greeted you warmly with your brand new exercise plan in hand as soon as you stepped into the gym. And one session with him turned into six. You had gotten used to his helpful guiding touches and expert advice during every session and no longer did you turn up at the gym anxious to be in his company. He made you laugh and you surprised him back with your joking ways. Your relaxed manner around him now four weeks into your program with Hoseok showed when you jumped up on the scales in front of him without a care.

Okay, so again, you did care. Not so much about what the numbers meant to him, but what they meant to you.

You know, the way it should be.

“Way to go, Y/N!” Hoseok applauded as you grinned at being yet another five kilograms lighter. He raised his hand for a high five which you slapped generously. “You’ve done so well!”

“It’s a small step in the right direction,” you agreed and your trainer shook his head.

“No, this is a big step. Don’t think of it as small steps. Each time you get up on here and see your weight has dropped, you need to celebrate it. You worked hard for it!”

You were beaming for the rest of the day after that.

And when your eight week training programme came to an end, you were back in the office you had started out in, going through everything you had achieved over the past two months of active work and good nutrition. Sure, you still had the odd treat, but the cookies had been replaced with fruit and most days you didn’t even miss them.

Hoseok looked up at you and smiled. You frowned, today’s smile wasn’t as jubilant as usual and there was a pink tinge to his cheeks that you had rarely seen when you had surprised him too much or that one time he had asked for you to do your bust measurement. His reactions intrigued you and you leaned forward instinctively in your chair, as if getting a closer look would make you understand why he was turning timid suddenly.

“Well, congratulations on successfully making it to the end of this training programme, Y/N.”

“It’s not the end of my training though,” you assured, wondering if he believed this was the last time you’d work with him and that’s why he was being like he was. You already had plans to continue on with him as your full trainer.

“I’m really glad to hear that,” he agreed and you frowned.

“Why do I feel there is a but ready to come from your mouth?”

Hoseok shot you a wistful smile before slowly saying, “But.”

“But?” you repeated when nothing else followed.

“Can we stop saying but?” he asked with a chuckle and you grinned at him.

“You started it.”

“Technically it was you,” he retorted but sighed instead of continuing with his humour. “This ends our training journey together.”

Wait, what?

Hoseok was your trainer. He was here to train you. Well, you and many others. But he couldn’t just leave you now! You had a lot of goals to achieve and he had done so well at supporting you through them. How were you meant to go on in your fitness journey without him?

Maybe he had a new job. That was the only plausible reason he was saying he couldn’t train you anymore. You nodded firmly. “If you’re moving gyms I’ll just come with you as I like your-”

“I’m not leaving this gym, Y/N,” he interjected, raising his hands up to accompany his statement. He smiled at your now perplexed expression. “Though I’m honoured to hear you would leave this gym to follow me.”

“Saying it like that makes it sound like I idolise you or something,” you muttered with a blush and he shook his head.

“No, it sounded genuine. You want to succeed, I get it. I just… I can’t keep training you.”

“Is there some sort of rule where you have to cycle through all the trainers here so you learn different things from different approaches?” you wondered and Hoseok shook his head sadly. He started to fidget with the pen in his hand and retreated a little, only concerning you further. Had you done something? Maybe your train of thought before was right. You had admired him in the beginning too much for how he looked. But after getting to know the man on the inside as well, you didn’t really focus on his well-defined torso anymore.

Well, not as much anyway.

“Y/N, I don’t think it’s ethically right for me to train you anymore.”

“Ethically?”

He nodded, now embarrassed.

“I’m not following you, can’t you just tell me why without skirting around the issue? So I can understand why you-”

“I think I like you.”

You didn’t understand that at all. Stunned, you merely stared at the man across from you and Hoseok rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly.

“I don’t think, I mean, I know. I like you. So I’ve decided it would be in your best interests to work out with someone else.”

“So you can stop liking me?” you asked, though you felt as if you were having an out of body experience and listening to yourself speak from a distance. The idea that Hoseok liked you felt as if you were dreaming. Had you just died on the treadmill and this was your parting fantasy before you moved onto the next realm in your existence? That would make more sense than this actually being a reality.

But when you pinched yourself, it truly hurt. And because you still didn’t believe in this, you pinched yourself again, letting out a small yelp.

Hoseok chuckled. “Did you really have to do that?”

“Can you blame me? Someone like you just said you liked me.”

“Someone like me? Please don’t tell me you’re like every other person in here who thinks of me as some muscle man who can be their trophy they sling over their arm too. I thought we had something more genuine.”

You rapidly shook your head and hands, your cheeks flooding with colour. “No, I didn’t mean it like that. Sure, you’re gorgeous and anyone can see that!”

Hoseok’s small smile only made you babble further to save yourself. “But I meant me. I’m not a match. Look at me, I’m all wobbly and definitely a work in progress and-”

“Beautiful. You’re beautiful,” he admitted and you snapped your mouth shut, swallowing back the rest of your sentence.

“No,” you eventually breathed, shaking your head softly. “I’m not really.”

“If you don’t see how much you’ve transformed over the last eight weeks and how beautiful you are each day in the mirror, then I’m worried about your mindset as a trainer.”

You went to respond and then shut your mouth instead. You didn’t know what to say.

“Not to say you weren’t always beautiful, Y/N. I was kind of nervous the first day you stepped in here.”

Glancing up at Hoseok then, you widened your eyes to see him blushing. “Wait, really?”

“Yes really. I was worried you would ring up the next day and cancel working with me because I giggled too much and acted really odd. Part of me was kind of hoping you would, though I was relieved when you did turn up. It meant you weren’t put off by me.”

If only he knew half of the turmoil you had gone through back then.

You blinked slowly, taking in everything he had said. You then glanced up at him. “So, you don’t want to train me any more because you like me and feel it’s unprofessional?”

He nodded once.

“And if you don’t train me, then you won’t have to like me anymore?”

Hoseok leaned back in his chair and then laughed heartily. “How on earth did you come to that conclusion?”

“Well, I just thought that you wanted to avoid those feelings so that’s why you’re letting me go as a client!”

“I was hoping that removing our client-trainer relationship could lead to something else.”

“Like a date?” you asked and Hoseok nodded, this time less certain.

“Like a date.”

“You want to date me?”

“Are we going to keep going around in circles?” he asked with another chuckle and you shook off your stupor. “I just don’t want others to think I’m giving you special treatment if I train you. And Miriam has a slot free for a client and is very good. Plus, she trains at the same time as I do, so when you’re finished with your session…”

“We could go have smoothies together from the gym cafe?” you concluded and Hoseok laughed. You pouted. “What, I always have wanted to do that after working out with you.”

“Really?” His face lit up and now Hoseok was the one leaning towards you. “You’ve thought of doing things with me too?”

“Don’t let it go to your head; you’re the one who admitted to liking me first.”

“But you like me back, right?”

You smiled, shrugging lightly and he gaped at you. “I’ll guess we’ll have to see how smoothies go before you can get a definite answer out of me.”

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I will adopt you.

Monsta X (Shownu) hybrid au

Part1 / Part2 / Part3 / Part4 / Part5 / Part6 / Part7 / Part8 /…

A/N: I am going strong with this one, hope author block doesn’t hit me like the meteorite hit the dinosaurs......Anyways hope you like it and sorry for any mistakes made. Enjoy :)

Word count:   1940

Warnings: I mean ,just normal 21 century teen cussing.

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  The door shut as silently as it opened. The howling snow storm was making the small shadows dance all over the living room. Snuggled in your covers you were resting like a child with no worry in sight. Relaxed and calm, you felt safe, nothing could touch you.

  Cuddled in, with each breath there followed a step. One after the other a new big shadow engulfed the small snowflakes outside the apartment. It was thin and hunched like an old willow tree. It’s long hands grabbed onto the door frame of the bedroom. It’s heavy breath was loud and unnerving. 

“Hey there little thing....” his breath was mixed in with the words, giving them a tint of madness and a disgusting desire of possession “You did me good awhile ago. “ he kept staring and staring ”Fast one aren’t ya.Those legs gotta stop doing that, runni-” agch!”

“Those eyes should stop doing that.” a deep voice followed the sudden hand that grabbed a hold of the man’s eyes. With the fingers of both his hands he tried to pry away from the grip, to see again. The arm holding him in place above the ground, pulled him closer to the owner “You should be careful next time when you turn those disgusting things in her direction, not to mention looking.”

“W-who for fucks sake are you?! She doesn’t have a boyfriend and lives alone.” the man’s legs were swinging from side to side, his elbows flapping around still trying to remove the iron clasp from his head. But the more he tried the tighter it got. One could almost hear his skull giving in to the pressure of both sides of his head.

“Oh so you are a stalker now.How did you get in?” 

“I have no obligation to tell you.”

“We will see about that.” with just a few steps your fluffy and cute Nunu closed the door to your bedroom and opened the closest window. With a swing of his arm the man was floating mid air, his body completely hanging outside the apartment building. 

“I know the law! I know my rights!You aren’t allowed to do this!”

“Oh really.” he moved one of his fingers letting the scumbag take a good look at how far the ground was. His eyes widened, body trembling as his legs swung trying to cling to something for safety “Your law doesn’t involve me, the rules I follow give me full power of your measly life. That woman inside is mine and here you are walking in on my territory.” the wind covered his face but the golden light looked like a jack-o-lantern flashing in the distance of a storm. 

“What are you?!” his throat tearing apart as the words escaped

“How about you tell me how you got in and I will answer your question.”  The big frame and hand, the eye-color and pure strength felt inhuman

“I-I” he was stumbling over his words “I made-e a spare k-key.”

“How many times have you been in here?” 

“Only a few I swear! I haven’t done anything-g to her!!!” the creep was scratching at Nunu’s strong arm, but there was no traces of anything onto his skin 

“If you had, I would have cut that arm of yours and thrown it to the dogs.”

“Who the fuck are you!?”

“Me? Well, it was a fair exchange of information.” the light of his eyes illuminated the disgusting man’s face. As he slowly removed one finger after the other, the height became even more clear to the victim-to-be “I am your end.” there was a moment where everything froze in time. The moon gave one last light, illuminating the big sharp teeth, the golden color now engraved into the almost squished brain of the man. He couldn’t take his eyes off his killer as his body kept going down and down, until *THUD*...it had nowhere else to go.

  Soon after the window was closed again and sounds of the storm once more ruled over the dark night. With a small amount of power the double key to your apartment was crushed to fine specks of nothingness.

  The hours rolled one after the other and the sun soon pushed passed the moon and shined over the land beneath itself. Twelve came and went, so did one pm and then 2, 3 when you finally felt the need to getup. Slowly your body rose from the comfort of the covers and your eyes fluttered open like small butterflies. You stretched a bit and jumped out of bed. 

  With a happy jump in your step ,you made your way towards the kitchen. 

“Breakfast, breakfast.” singing the word over and over again, you flipped a few pancakes and placed them on a huge plate “Now it’s time for Nunu, Nunu.” his name also turned into a morning song, as you cooked up some veggies and meat real quick. 

  Everything was done and plated, when you sat down and stabbed pretty aggressively the delicious looking pancake that you couldn’t just wait and devour.

“Nunu!” you yelled out “Breakfast!” 

“I heard the first time.” a big hand grabbed a hold of your wrist and pulled the fork back behind your ear. The sudden motion scared you and you fell of the chair looking directly at a man, standing tall and pretty naked.

“Omg Omg Omg Omg Omg Omg Omg! It’s a naked man in my house, naked man in my house!” looking to the side, you covered with one hand your face as you kept repeating over and over again the same words.

“Last night you didn’t seem to care much if I had clothes on.” his comment brought you back in seconds to what happened the night before all this.Memories flooded your now rested self and you began slowly to understand....it wasn’t a dream. The creep and also your-

“Nunu!” jumping up you pointed at him, but looked away again noticing once more how naked he actually was “Wait!” grabbing the cover off the couch, you threw it at him “Put that on.”

 After some time you found yourself walking side to side in front of the now covered Nunu and the naked couch his body was resting on.

“So my dog, that I adopted 2 days ago turned into a man, a damn big one. How tall are you?” he shrugged and you continued “Not to mention saved me from that dude that creeps everyone out.....I sat on your lap!!!” a sudden blush rushed onto your face, which you tried to chase away by talking even more and even faster “The vet never told me that during full moons my pet turns human.” there was a small pause “Are you a werewolf?Am I allowed to say that? Is it racist for like ummm... ”

“No, I am a hybrid, but in the past your kind categorized mine as werewolves. I go by both, not that picky.” 

“Wow.” collapsing on the floor you were trying to get a grip on yourself “Nunu...I mean....I can’t call a grown man Nunu that is strange! What is your name?”

“Born Son Hyunwoo, but everyone just called me Shownu. For short i guess.” you kept nodding as he spoke “Look, I can leave if y-” his words were cut off when you suddenly stood up and cupped his cheeks with a slight slapping sound echoing 

“NO!...I mean don’t. I remember very well what I said last night and I meant every word.” pulling back you flashed him the same smile “ You are a part of my family now, my Nunu-ach.” the name got stuck on your throat “I guess I should call you Shownu in this form. More fitting I guess. “ clapping your hands you eyed him up and down “Speaking of fitting we gotta get you some clothes.” 

  Your dad left some of his, last time he visited since your mom filled the luggage up with stuff she bought for her friends as souvenirs. They were somewhat ok on him, but super funny looking so you tried your best to sneak a gigantic man during the most busiest time of the day through the back alleys. You pushed Shownu in the first store that caught your eye and left him in the changing rooms, just in case someone saw how bad he was dressed. Three piles of clothes later, you had some things that he liked and looked amazing on him. 

 The moment you stepped out of the store, you felt like such a release of stress, no more sneaking around for the day. He was quite big and looking up at him was enough for you to realize he wasn’t human. Tall and muscular build and that dreamy face of his. Catching yourself in thirsty thoughts made you slap your cheeks, stunning the man in his step. 

  You were almost home, when a sudden idea popped into your head. “Wait here I will right back.” and you ran off somewhere. Shownu waited and waited, but began getting worried about you, so he followed your scent just to find you talking with a lady.

“Y/N?” he asked and the woman giggled upon seeing him

“Your boyfriend maybe?”

“Ah no.” the woman slapped your shoulder 

“Aw don’t be shy sweetie, I was young once too.Oh wow.” she began squeezing Shownu’s arms “What a strong young man, you got a good one.” with a wink she said her goodbyes and left. The boy looked at you with a lonely puppy look in his eyes. 

“Were you worried?” his face got serious again, but he nodded once making you suddenly feel a warm feeling. Taking your time, both of you started walking towards the building again. “By the way!”  his attention was all on you “That lady is my neighbor from the 2nd floor. Do you know what she told me?”Shownu shook his head “So apparently one of the guards found that creep from last night next to the bins behind the building. He apparently fell off some floor. If it weren’t for the pile of snow under him, he would have been dead. He was apparently talking all kinds of nonsense and they took him to a mental hospital. The police are investigating it all now.”

“Oh really? That is strange.” his tone was the same, no emotion in it.

“Yeah.Wanna buy some food since you now look 5 times the pup I had yesterday?” upon hearing the word food Shownu jumped up and you could see his eyes glowing.You could have sworn there was a tail going left and right behind him. His dog manners were obvious even in this form. He followed you into the store and walked right next to you looking at all the things inside. His eyes glistened each time you put something in the basket. After awhile you started to have trouble carrying it, when Shownu reached out and grabbed it.

“Don’t worry about this and just buy things, I will keep this close for you.” 

  You were walking from one section to the other, looking at prices, ingredients. Shopping never felt so easy. Paying fast Shownu picked up the bags and started walking next to you. You two were having small talk, but you soon noticed that his eyes weren’t moving from the small bag you hand around your wrist. The expression he was making, made you giggle to yourself, it was just so cute. 

“I will show you when we get home.” with a jump in your step you informed the interested boy. 

[cupidoargiades]

interrupted questions (part one)

A/N - @reallyfancytrash asked: i NEED interrupted questions to be a full fic pls its too good - and guess what? i kinda wanted it to be a full one as well :) i wanted to make the first part a bit quick, so it wouldn't become boring from the get go but just ignore that ok pls thank u :') love yall

TW: angst, (future) grim backstory, mental illness

summary: one of kihyun's bad habits is talking over you when he gets anxious. usually you don't mind; it lets you know when he needs comfort, but when he starts doing it more often than usual you can't help but feel like something really bad is continiously bugging him. you decide to investigate, but you end up accidentally exposing his longest held secret to his family and friends. now that he's closed the chapter of you and won't talk to you out of embarrassment, can you still find a way to get him back in your life?

-

"when will you be h-"

"5 o'clock, on the dot." he immediatly responds, looking up from the kitchen counter he was making his breakfast on. he looks around, catching your gaze and flashing you a smile, before getting back to his breakfast.

"why so nervous?" you ask.

"felt like someone was staring at me, sorry" he said, a slight shiver in his voice. he smiled again and shook his head. "but it was just you! can you maybe- tell me when you enter the room next time?"

you nodded and smiled, bumping his hip with yours so he would scoot over a little and give you some space to make breakfast as well. "sure, i can, if it helps you" you say softly. a short silence falls as you open the fridge to look for something to drink.

"it does a lot.." he whispers under his breath, taking his plate and moving it to the dining table. for the rest of the morning he's oddly silent, contrary to his usual behaviour. he keeps flashing anxious smiles at you when the two of you lock eyes.

you didn't see him for the rest of the day, but when you came home, he was already there. "yo, kihyun," you say loudly down the hall. "i'm home!" you continue, kicking off your shoes, hanging up your coat and stretching yourself out.

faint sounds of footsteps come closer, until kihyun is at the other end of the hall, red face, clammy, and anxious; as if he had just cried his eyes out. "hey..," you say in a soft and gentle voice. "are you okay..?". slowly stepping closer to him, he interrups you. "stay right there or- or i'll hurt you!" he says, grabbing a key from the tray on the cupboard next to him.

"what's going on..?" you ask in a concerned manner, doing as he told you; stepping back a few feet as you held your hands in front of you.

"you're out to get me, huh?"

"w-.. what do you mean..?"

"you secretly really hate me and you think i'm weird, so you- made some sort of-.. some sort of weird conspiracy! you, hyunwoo, and-.. and minhyuk too! every single person on earth!" he stammers, shaking his head at you in disgust.

"you all act like it's fine, but you talk shit behind my back and you're the reason why i fail at school! you all convince the teachers to give me bad grades and all! i'm done with all this bullcrap!" he says, raising his voice until he's shouting.

"it doesn't just- wreck me physically, but-.. but mentally, t-too! so stop targetting me- please..! i-..i beg you..." he says anxiously, breaking down slowly until he became a sobbing mess on the floor, kneeling as he buried his face in his hands and wiped his face now and then.

it took a long while for him to calm down, and you even rang hyunwoo and minhyuk so they could come over and help you. kihyun eventually kind of trusted the three of you, and agreed with going to bed early that night to avoid any more misunderstandings. of course, telling kihyun he was acting weird didn't really affect him; he only called you delusional liars as a result.

-

weird 'episodes' like these are things he gets more often these days. he already did it when you met him, but was quite lowkey back then. it was usually him getting scared if you came back home early, or he tried to answer your questions immediatly and apologized if he couldn't. one time you tried to ask him about it, but each time he sounded like he genuinely didn't know what you were talking about.

nowadays, as time went on, his problems became bigger and bigger; yelling at you for no reason and calling you names, or even worse, not recognising you as the kind, upbeat and supportive person you always are. it was devastating to see it all happen, but now you decided it's finally time to do something about it.

-

minhyuk places a hand on your shoulder as he notices you're about to burst into tears. "it's okay, you can let it out if you feel like it.." hyunwoo mumbles before you break down, hands covering your face. "i- i have to do something about this.., but he won't believe anything i say..!" you stutter, taking a deep breath as hyunwoo rubs your back.

"its gonna be okay," he says. "we'll help you tackle everything" minhyuk adds, in which hyunwoo nods and smiles. "we're gonna help you figure everything out, i promise" hyunwoo continues, causing your heart to slow down.

hyunwoo smiles empathetically and asks you where your laptop is. "oh- i'll get it for you, one second.." you say, sniffing a little before getting up to pick it up from the dining table. "here you go," you mumble, handing it over to hyunwoo. "what do you want to do with it..?"

"google his behaviour and- i don't know, try and find out if he has a mental disorder? i'm no psychologist but i know for sure he's not okay" he says, turning the laptop to you so you can unlock it.

minhyuk nods. "yeah, i studied psychology and like- i'm basically a certified psychologist and i can tell you for sure he has a mental illness." he confirms. you sighed and shook your head. "i feel so bad.. i haven't done anything until now..! it's been three goddamn years and-"

"paranoia." minhyuk says, holding up his finger. you could almost see the light bulb turning on above his head.

"what..?" you and hyunwoo mumble.

"he's paranoid. i know for sure- woo, look up the symptoms of paranoia real quick."

-

"so-.. this may be sudden," hyunwoo says carefully, looking at you and minhyuk to try and see if you agree with what he's saying. "but we're calling you so we can find out what happened with kihyun." hyunwoo continues, gaining nods from you and minhyuk.

"what..?" you softly hear across the phone.

"well- okay. so, i don't know if you know, but we found out kihyun is severely paranoid, and since you're his brother and all.., we uh.." hyunwoo says, trying to find his words. minhyuk takes the phone and sighs. "we thought that, since you're kihyun's brother, you could tell us a few things about his life before he moved out. it can help us find out what triggered kihyun's paranoia." minhyuk easily says, causing you to give him a short thumbs up and a smile.

"yah! why should i tell you?! try sticking your nose into other people's business-"

"i'm a trained psychologist, sir. i know for sure that your brother is mentally ill. if you want help, it can become very expensive very quickly. i can do it for free because kihyun is my best friend, but i can only help him if i know more about him and his past. he's never told me."

a silence falls, followed by a sigh.

"fine, but i can't be on the phone for a long time," kihyun's brother says. "my dad's coming home soon."

[softaxmonstax]

9 & 12 with shownu?

ok so that’s. 9) clothes giving out (buttons, seams, etc) and 12) kinky trying on old/tight clothes. 

here is the prompt list. sorry it took me a while, im just a perfectionist lmao

so w/ 9. sorry to make these connected but . theyre gonna be in the same universe where ki n shownu are. not officially married or even engaged but theyre close.

9.

it wasn’t like hyunwoo didn’t know he needed new work pants.

his current ones are (were?) threadbare--they’re fast fashion, and kihyun scolded him about it, but it was what he could afford when he entered the workforce and, well, if they still work, why get new ones?--and each day he squeezes into them, that little pinch of softness, his “dad-bod chub” (thanks, jooheon) poking out a slight bit more and more. and he thinks, man, i really gotta get new work slacks.

and that’s how it goes for--a while. a While. a lot longer than he’d like to admit. he wakes up, sheds his forgiving comfy pajamas for his fast fashion cotton-blend size 32 slacks, and thinks: god these are tight. i need new ones, i need to size up, i  have a budget now i can even get nice tailored trousers, that’ll make kihyun quit bitching me out too, about how i dress.

and, well. when he thought it each morning, it just became a part of his morning, and he stopped really thinking about it, as something he has to do in the future. its on his to-do list, like flipping his mattress, proposing to kihyun, and cleaning out the gutters on his house. he’ll get to it.

except before he gets to it he bursts out of his slacks. 

kihyun isn’t there--and he feels some kind of way about that, his absence and also the idea of his presence--because he leaves for work earlier. so it’s just shownu, all alone, struggle-wiggling into his slacks and thinking, like he has for the past six months (or maybe more), “i really gotta get better fitting slacks”, without really thinking about how much tighter his pants have gotten since he first thought about it. 

so he’s alone, pulling at the belt-loops on his slacks, yanking at the fasteners and having to lie down and suck in to get the button into its hole. and the progression has been so slow and gradual that shownu doesnt even think of how he went from fitting them perfectly to . desperately needing to go up a size or two. it just happened, and happened so slowly and naturally it seemed like any other new development in his life.

so when his last clean pair of work slacks busts its button off--he’d had to lie down to button it, lie down and suck in as much as he could, and he didnt even think abt it bc he’d had to do that so often for so long that it doesn’t feel like a new development--he’s not prepared, he’s super surprised, and at that point he ends up calling in sick to work because . he’s gotta take some time to process. 

12) im gonna post abt this later im putting it in my queue! i jst wanted to post this now lol 

[serenzippity]

Cold War

Words: 3,327 Member/Pairing: Monsta X, Jooheon/OC, Wonho/OC, Minhyuk/Hyungwon, Kihyun/I.M Genre: Alternative Universe, inspired by “All In” Warning(s): mentions of violence, mentions of death, language

Book One - Chapter Five

August 5th, 2018

When Minhyuk left, as usual, the restaurant picked up and I was the only one on the floor. By the end of it, I felt like I was on the verge of collapse. Glaring at the pile of dirty dishes and the barely working vendor, I reminded myself to find an extra hand to help out. Mina was supposed to be my second but with her training and the dedication she put towards being a nurse, there was no way she could help full-time. 

I began to tick down potential candidates in my head, ignoring the world around me as I debated one full-time employee or two part-time and if the mountain of paperwork was worth it. Like a trained robot I began to clean around the place with no other thought in my mind besides my business front. 

The X-Clan wasn’t even a fleeting thought in my head. They weren’t a fleeting thought even as people outside started screaming and a dull red glow cut through the night. They weren’t a fleeting thought even as the world outside burned and I was trapped in an abyss filled with tired feet and dirty plates. 

Humming a forgotten tune I kept cleaning until I began to see a major improvement on the overall state of the restaurant. Lost in my own little world I didn’t notice the door unlock until three bodies came crashing through the front door. I jumped a foot in the air, getting scared out of my mind for the second time that day. 

“What the fu-?”

“Jae!” Mina’s sharp cry made all my senses hone in on her. She was disheveled and tears were streaming down her face. “Jae please!” She was fumbling with the door, shaking as she tried to lock it back up. I dropped the plate I was drying back in the soapy water and ran to her, not taking into account the other two people in the room with us. 

Quickly turning the lock, I grabbed Mina’s hands and took account of her. Glancing over to make sure that she wasn’t injured I drew her into my arms as she began to sob heavily. Her short breaths and tears made my stomach churn in both anger and worry as I held her close and let her hold onto my dirty shirt with a vice grip. It was then that I looked at the other two people with us. 

Changkyun was hunched over breathing heavily. He was in what looked like a military uniform, and it took a second for me to realize that he was wearing one of the white kevlar vests that I sold Jooheon. A rifle was attached to his back, but that didn’t alarm me at all. What alarmed me was the fact that he was covered head to toe in what looked like black chalk. 

He was coughing hard and the other person was rubbing his back as he heaved. The woman was tiny with short black hair and light brown eyes. She was dressed in a nurses uniform that was wrinkled and covered in black powder as well. The top of Mina’s head was dusted with the substance as well, and when I concentrated on it I realized that it wasn’t a black powder at all. It was soot. 

Pulling away to look down at her again, I saw that she had soot all over her face and uniform. Tears were cutting clear lines through the black and the sight had me pulling her back. 

“What the fuck happened?!” I yelled out as Mina buried her face in my shoulder. 

“Doctor- Doctor Ch- Chae.” Changkyun was wheezing through the words but I was able to make out the name of Hyungwon’s father. 

“It was the head doctors,” the woman said as she ushered Changkyun into a chair when he started to cough again. She kept a hand on his back and brushed the hair out of his eyes as he coughed through the fit. “He burned down the hospital.” Her voice cracked at the end and a clear tear fell down her cheek, taking the soot with it as it fell into her shirt. 

“He burned down the hospital? What do you mean he burned down the hospital?!” 

“H-He,” Changkyun choked out, still struggling to breathe but brushing the woman off when she tried to hush him. “He w-was the target. W-we never wanted a-anyone t-to get hurt.” He set off into another coughing fit and the woman began to scold him for not trying to clear his lungs. 

“Jae…” Mina whined out, pulling away to look at me. “Jooheon sent us here. He knows we will be safe here.”

I took her face in my hands, tilting her head up so I could stare straight into her watery eyes. “Mina, what the hell do you mean you’ll be safe here? What is going on?!” I could tell that getting harsh and yelling at her wasn’t going to help the situation, but I was so confused. I had Changkyun who sounded like he was going to cough up a lung hunched over one of my tables as a mysterious woman tended to him. I also had my sister, covered in soot, crying in my arms. 

All of them were only giving me vague answers and I was on the verge of demanding the truth. It had only been a few minutes since they entered and I was sick of all the dancing around the topic. Emotions be damned, if I was supposed to keep them safe then I needed to know what was happening. 

“J-Jooheon and Hyunwoo, t-they, they,” but before she could say anymore she fell back into body racking sobs. Crushing herself against me, I wound my arms around her and glared at Changkyun and the other woman. 

“Who are you?” I asked the woman with venom dripping from the question.

She looked at me with an equal glare, not faltering under my gaze or harsh question. “I’m Haeun,” she said, never ceasing to rub Changkyun’s back. 

“So you’re Hyunwoo’s fiancé.” It came out as a statement rather than a question but she nodded her head nevertheless. We both squared up, taking stock of the other as if we were preparing for a fight. Her eyes were as equally burning as mine, and despite the unkind look I could tell under normal circumstances I would have a lot of respect for this woman. “Look, I don’t care who you are but you can’t barge in here-.”

“We came here to stay safe because your sister needed you.” The bite in her tone actually took me back for a second. “Were we wrong to assume that you’d help?”

“I’d do anything for her,” I sneered back.

“So would we, so stop acting so tough and take care of her. When Kyun can breathe he will tell you everything.” I was at a loss for words. I was pissed, but at the same time, I felt like a scolded child. Shooting her one last glare, I looked down at Mina and began to brush damp strands of hair out of her face. 

I let go and guided her to a chair. Grabbing a clean rag I began to wipe the dark soot off of her cheeks as best I could. Her tears kept cutting through the dirt, but she was slowly calming down as the minutes ticked by. Taking a quick glance at Changkyun I saw that Haeun was coaxing him to breathe easier. Both he and Mina were in states, and after about ten minutes both of them were calmed down enough. 

I took Mina’s soft sniffles and Changkyun’s semi-normal breathing as my cue to ask my original question. “Kyun,” I said softly, turning to the boy with a much more calm demeanor than before. “What happened?”

“It was…” he trailed off and I could tell he was trying to find the right words. “It was all of us making mistakes one after the other.” He swallowed hard and I thought he was going to have another coughing fit, but he recovered and looked at me with a deeply frightened look on his face. “Our first mistake was thinking that nothing would happen to us if…” he trailed off again, almost looking haunted. Haeun still sat next to him, but she was looking at the floor with an almost unreadable expression.

“If?” I questioned, taking a seat next to Mina and gripping her hands tightly in mine. 

“If we took revenge.” The words seemed to echo in the room and stick us all like a knife. I didn’t even realize I was holding my breath until Changkyun began to speak again after a pregnant pause. “I-it was Minhyuk’s idea. Hoseok and I were too angry to tell him it was a bad idea. I knew it was a bad idea but I didn’t tell him no. I didn’t do-.” 

“Kyun,” I said loudly but not unkindly. Rather it was a snap that got him out of the oncoming hysterics.

“Sorry,” he said sheepishly before taking as calming of breath as his aching lungs could handle. “Yesterday some of us stopped some soldiers from harassing these two old men. Hyungwon was there trying to stop them and his father beat him because of it. That bastard beat him, Jae.” 

The way he said it was a knife my heart. Hyungwon was kind and quiet, the perfect match for Minhyuk’s more boisterous attitude. The morning after my first ritual proved that. 

“Minhyuk found him,” he continued. “He found him and he… he lost it. I’ve never seen him so mad, and he got this crazy idea. At first, I was all for it after I found out what Hyungwon’s father did, but looking at it now…”

“It’s not your fault Kyun,” Haeun whispered, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder when he hesitated. 

“It is,” he said, turning away from Haeun and her soft touch. He looked back at me and continued on. “Minhyuk wanted revenge, and he kept saying ‘Burn them.’ He-he got gas somehow, and he, Hoseok, and I snuck around and set Doctor Chae’s house on fire.”

My stomach dropped when he mentioned the gas. “This is my fault as well.” Kyun, Haeun, and Mina all gave me a questioning look. “I was the one who gave him the gas. I-I didn’t know what he was using it for.”

Mina squeezed my hands tighter, and I turned to look at her. She gave me a gentle smile that reminded me so much of how she looked at me when we were kids. It reminded me of a time where we could easily pretend to be happy. It reminded me of a time where we weren’t somehow caught up in rebellions and revenge plans. 

“It’s not your fault Jae. You didn’t know.” Mina sounded tired and years older than she actually is, but the kindness behind her eyes had my heart clenching.

“But that’s what they did,” Haeun said. “All that Minhyuk, Hoseok, and Kyun did was set fire to that bastard’s house. Doctor Chae is the one who set fire to the hospital.”

“He seriously burned it down?” My voice rose in a sharp pitch as disbelief washed over me. Pure shock and a million questions raced through my mind, the more prominent one being ‘why?’

“Doctor Chae saw this as an opportunity. For what I don’t know, but after we set fire to his house we realized that he wasn’t even there. We doubled back before someone saw us but we ran into Doctor Chae and the other doctors under him pouring gas through the first story windows at the hospital next door.” Changkyun looked distressed and with each word he was getting angrier. Each time he spoke there was venom and spite in his tone. “Hoseok and I realized that they were using our revenge against us. Who knows if they planned it or if it was a spur of the moment decision, but the hospital went up in flames moments later.”

Haeun and Mina both began to cry as he recalled what happened at the hospital. As nurses, I could see their pain as the tears fell down their faces again.

“All three of us tried to get people out, but soon we couldn’t…” Once more he hesitated as if trying to find the right words. “Afterwards we ran. Hoseok and I were able to get away undetected but they spotted Minhyuk. It’s only a matter of time before they come after all of us.”

“What do you mean all of us?” I asked, a sharp tone coming up in my voice. As much as I cared for Changkyun I wasn’t about to be dragged down into this. Nor was I about to let Mina be dragged down as well. I warned Jooheon multiple times, but it was becoming increasingly clear that those threats were in vain.

“I don’t know, but we are going on the run. We are going to try to minimize the fall out by just disappearing. Me, Minhyuk, Hoseok, Jooheon, Ki, those of us left are leaving.”

“Those of you who are left?” I noticed that he didn’t mention Hyunwoo’s name, and a sinking feeling took over my stomach when I noticed the way Haeun flinched when I said his name. 

“Hyunwoo, um,” Biting his lip, Changkyun looked to Haeun to help him but she was hunched over in her seat as her body shook with silent sobs. “H-he and Jooheon robbed a bank earlier.”

“They did what?!”

“They robbed them. Took all the money they had, but Hyunwoo couldn’t get away. They caught him and took him to jail.” Haeun cried harder as Changkyun spoke about her fiancé. Changkyun reached over to put an arm around her. She practically collapsed against his chest as her painful tears kept falling. The mix of tears and soot dripped onto Changkyun’s dirty kevlar but he just kept holding the older woman as she mourned the situation that had befallen her love. 

I turned to look at Mina, giving Changkyun and Haeun privacy as she continued to cry. I held her hands hard, refusing to let go because I felt like if I let go of her she would somehow get sucked into this never-ending vortex of danger. 

She leaned forward and rested her head on my shoulder, something she used to do when we were children and she needed comfort that only her big sister could give her. I rested my head on top of hers, silently giving her that reassurance that I would take care of anything that came our way. Protecting her was my number one priority. 

I was feeling a mix of emotions, but the strongest ones were sadness and anger. Those two seemed to be my perpetual companions. I felt sad for those who were caught in the nefarious blaze. There were innocent people in that building and they didn’t deserve to die in pain due to one man's greed. What his motives were I didn’t know, there was no way to even remotely comprehend why he did what he did. That sense of unknowing was a factor that added to my sense of despair. 

On the other hand, I also felt angry. It seemed like since Jooheon and his group of rebels walked into my life I always felt some semblance of fury. I had warned him multiple times about being cautious of my sister's safety and finding out that he went and robbed a bank was not keeping him in my good graces. I had just begun to accept him as her lover, and he was doing a spectacular job of showing me that he isn’t good for her. He shouldn’t fear what would happen if the governor’s soldiers found him, he should fear what will happen when I get ahold of him. 

Underneath the anger and sadness also lurked two emotions that wouldn’t let me forget that they were there. Determination and fear reared their heads and constantly poked in between the gaps. There was a sense of duty that I couldn’t help but feel towards Hyungwon. He was a sweet guy and the idea that his own father would have the audacity to beat him made me sick to my stomach. There was never a reason to raise a hand to your child, especially if the child was doing something just. I wanted to help him and that’s where the fear came in.

I was scared of the fact that I cared. Three months ago the only person I cared about was Mina. Now I can openly admit that I had grown to care for Changkyun, but I was realizing that I had also grown to care in some way for Hyunwoo, Hyungwon, and Minhyuk. The former was someone that I had bonded with over the effects of the flower. He didn’t have to check up on me, but he did and that showed his colors more than anything. I was still floored by the fact that he robbed a bank, but there had to be some explanation for his actions. Hyungwon and Minhyuk had proven to be kind people and that made me want to help them in any way I could, even going so far as to give them the gas that started the whole inferno.

The fact that I cared terrified me. I cared about these boys and I was scared of what would happen to them should the worst happen. 

“Jae,” Changkyun whispered, taking me out of my internal thoughts. “I think I need to go.”

I looked him up and down, seeing how he looked so young yet so old at the same time. His uniform and kevlar made him look eons older, but the youthful shine behind his eyes reminded me of the Changkyun that I’d eventually like to see as a younger brother. 

“I’m guessing there’s nothing I can say to get you to stay?” The question was rhetorical because I knew how loyal he was, but I couldn’t not ask. All he did was give me a pained smile and a shake of his head. Crossing over, I let go of Mina to stand up and draw him into a tight hug. He was shocked by the affection at first, but he quickly wound his arms around my back to reciprocate. I poured all my worry and care for the younger boy into the hug, silently praying that he remains safe. 

Changkyun and I hugged long enough for me to know that the boy meant a lot to me. He was like the little brother I never had, and he was slowly becoming equal to Mina in my eyes. 

“Be safe,” I whispered into his shoulder as I slowly let go of him. He pulled back and I could see the tears gathering in the corners of his eyes. Giving me a watery smile, he rushed out of the restaurant and through the door into the night. Following closely behind, I shut the door behind him and locked it immediately. 

Through the window in the main door, I saw small white flakes flying throughout the sky. They covered every surface and the bodies of stragglers that passed by. The flakes obscured everything, making the village shine with an eerie gray glow. It reminded me of the winters that the village often had to endure. The first falls were fun to play in as a kid, but once you grew older you realized how much of a hindrance it was. 

“Is that snow?” Mina asked, coming up behind me and glancing out the window over my shoulder. 

“No,” I whispered, taking in how the village seemed quiet. It was too quiet for the circumstances.  “It’s ash.”

A/N: This chapter was short and full of dialogue that is necessary for the lead up for chapters six and seven. Those two are arguably my favorite because they create the foundations for Books Two and Three. This chapter gave me so much anxiety due to how much dialogue there is and I hate hate HATE writing dialogue. But I couldn’t have done it without my lovely beta @wonheonie who churns out edits at the drop of a hat, and my baby @cho-ji-eun who helped me with my writing anxiety.

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Wrath - Shownu | Son Hyunwoo

Something’s weird. Like really weird. It feels like your bed is moving in your sleep, but you don’t remember having a bed that moves? For some odd reason, the mattress feels much more softer now and the smooth texture of what feels like silk bedding- wait, since when did you own anything silk?

Okay, this is strange.

You tried opening your eyes but it’s tightly shut, and no matter how hard you try to open them, it feels like it’s glued. Panic starts to settle within your stomach as you move your hand around, trying to feel as much as you can. If this is just a dream, then it’s the realest you’ve ever had but for the love of God, this is already creeping you out and you just want this to end.

“Human,” You hear a honeyed voice say. “Can you quit worrying? And please, stop mentioning your God here. You’re in hell, gods here are much more different than the usual.”

You turned your head so quickly that you almost gave yourself whiplash to the direction of the voice. There in the corner of the room, is a tall and slender looking man, his arms crossed and a smirk grazing on his face. He looks at you with amusement, taking in your scared and panicked expression from head to toe.

“Welcome to hell, Y/N. It’s been a long time since we’ve had a human visit here in our hell realm. I’m your designated guide and I’ll make sure you’ll have a lot of fun down here in hell.” The smile in the man’s face is downright creeping you out, but you just couldn’t ignore the fact that he is one hell of an attractive man. The man gives off a satisfied smile, before standing up in his seat and offering his slender arms to help you stand. He’s tall, you noted as you took in his appearance. He could be a celebrity if he were in earth, your mind supplies thoughtfully.

“How..how did i get here?” You asked, fingers fiddling the end of your shirt. “Am I dead?”

The man laughs, “no, you’re not. Your physical body is sleeping soundly somewhere while your spirit is here. You will remember all this once you wake up, so no worries Y/N, you’re still alive. Just think of this as an out of body experience.”

You nod, still unsure of what is going on, “so you’re saying we’re in hell? Where exactly are we?”

“Glad you asked.”

He opens a big door to your left and you grimace as it made a rusty sound. Your guide gestures for you to follow him outside and what you saw made you even more speechless. If the room you were in is dark enough already, then the corridor you’re standing at right now is much more darker. Torches line up the walls as the only source of light but for some reason, it makes the atmosphere much more creepier.

“Do I really hear screams of pain and chains being dragged around right now…and oh, why does this particular spot feels hotter than the others?” You scooted closer to your guide as you passed by a strangely looking wall at the corner of the corridor.

“Yes, you heard that right Y/N. We just passed by the punishment rooms and that one room at the end is the ignus locus or fire room if you translate it directly, it’s where souls take a bath.”

“Take a bath? In fire? What the hell!”

The man shrugs. The two of you kept silent as you dared not to ask any more questions, scared of acquiring more information that’ll just end up horrifying the living hell out of you. As the two of you kept on walking, you heard more and more screams and the smell of rusty metal fills the air around you - or is that the smell of blood?

“Here we are, ready Y/N?” Your guide smiles widely at you, his eyes forming two crescent moons. For a moment, you forget that you’re in actual hell because holy shit - his smile is of an angel. Shaking your head off of the weird thoughts, you looked up to him and nodded, albeit unsure.

The largest door you’ve ever seen since you came there stood in front of you, in a shade of black that you could have sworn is darker than Satan’s soul itself. It’s horrifyingly breathtaking in it’s own way, with intricate designs of skull adorning it all over and with actual fire at the edges of the door. You stare at it in awe, eyes never leaving the sight in front of you.

“We’re at the first stop,” The man snaps his fingers and the huge door opens slowly. “Welcome to the Kingdom of Ira, otherwise known as the Kingdom of Wrath.”

The atmosphere in the room is suffocating, the only source of light inside are the torches lined up in the walls and a huge, brooding chandelier on top of what looks like a throne at the very center. The smell of rustic metal still lingers in the air and the sound of more pained screams, loud growls and chains becomes more evident now that you’re in this room. Everything about this room makes you feel overwhelmed and you tried to take hold of your guide’s arm as you fell to your knees, your breathing labored and vision blurry.

“My deep apologies,” A deep and smoky voice say and despite your condition, there’s a still sense of want inside you to look at the source of the voice. “I forgot that the aura in this room is too overwhelming for a human like you.”

You hear a snap and in an instant, you felt your condition getting better. Your guide snickers as he helped you stand up and you looked up to see a new person sitting in the throne in front of you.

“Meet the famed Prince Hyunwoo, Prince of wrath and vengeance. He rules the whole kingdom and is in charge of the souls who committed murder or any crime made out of anger. He’s the oldest out of all the Princes and probably the most known here in hell.”

You took in Prince Hyunwoo’s appearance; he’s definitely the definition of tall, dark and handsome. A long, dark, black robe is draped over his shoulders and a lopsided crown is placed on top of his head. He has sharp features and a well built physique, like he’d spent hours in the gym. He’s smokingly hot, too. You couldn’t help but feel intimidated as he locked eyes with you that you had to look away after a few seconds.

He gives you a faint smile, and it makes you feel relaxed for a bit. “I believe you are Y/N? Welcome to my kingdom, it’s a pleasure for you to be my guest. I hope you had a good sleep in my bed.”

“That was your bed?!” You exclaimed, but quickly covered your mouth in fear of the Prince punishing you in any way. “I mean, that was your bed, your Highness?”

“No need for formalities, Y/N. Just call me Hyunwoo and I’m not going to punish you, you’re my guest and I make my guests feel at home in my kingdom.” The tone of his voice stirs something inside you, for a moment you felt dazed and you swear you saw a glint of red in the Prince’s eyes. “Will you excuse us?”

“Oh you’re starting now?” You turned around to look at your guide and you can see the slight hesitation in his eyes. You gave a him a small smile and mouthed a ‘I’m going to be okay’ and a thumbs up. It must have reassured him as he nodded and headed for the huge door.

“Prince Hyun-” You were cut off when all of a sudden, the Prince is standing so close in front of you, close enough that you can take in his addicting smell. He lifts your chin up with his index finger and now that you two are much closer, it makes you feel intoxicated and dizzy in a good way.

“Y/N..” His voice trails off. A small smirk is grazing his features, “do you know why you’re here?”

Hyunwoo used his free hand to lock you in place, holding the back of your waist gently. As if on cue, a dark red aura surrounds him and his eyes turned from brown to red, making it impossible for you to turn your eyes away from him.

You felt hot, very hot, and you struggle to stand up again on your own. You held on to Hyunwoo’s arm for support, “what - what…is happening?”

“Is it working?” The prince inquires as he sits on his throne, leaving you to stand up on your own. He’s looking at you amusingly, “my spell is definitely working.”

Hyunwoo taps his lap and motions for you to come closer, “I believe this is where you should sit?”

Your feet moved to their own accord, and soon, you found yourself sitting on Hyunwoo’s lap. He interlocks his hand with yours and gave you the sweetest smile you’ve ever seen, making it possible for you to forget that he’s in fact, the Prince of Wrath.

“Will you be my princess, Y/N?”

It took a moment for you to process what he just said, “w-what?” Your eyes met his and from that moment, it felt like he was luring you in and you felt dazed and hypnotized with just his stare.

“You’ll get the best treatment out of all the princesses here in hell if you’d become mine. My wealth, possessions, this kingdom, will all be yours Y/N. You’d be most known and most powerful of all, just say yes, and you’d be the Princess of Wrath and Vengeance.”

“Time’s over!”

You suddenly fell to the floor, making you wince from the pain. Looking up, you find your guide with crossed arms looking at Prince Hyunwoo through a heated gaze. “Did you use your hypnotic spell again, Hyunwoo?”

The prince shrugged, “I probably did. Shouldn’t we extend the time to five minutes instead of three? Y/N and were kinda in a middle of something, you know.”

“Rules said three minutes is all you ever have to convince a human, I can’t do anything about that.”

“Uh..” You started, looking between Hyunwoo and your guide. “I’m still here, care to explain what happened? I felt like I just woke up from sleep.”

“You were under a spell. I’d explain it to you but we have to get going now to visit another kingdom,” Your guide helps you stand up again. As you locked eyes with Prince Hyunwoo, he gives you a small smile and a wave.

“If you ever think about saying yes, I’ll be here waiting for you.” There’s a dark glint in his eyes that became all too familiar with you. “For now, I gotta welcome the new souls with chains. See you, Y/N.”

You watched Prince Hyunwoo as he’s leaving the throne room, and you almost had a heart attack seeing the huge and monstrous creatures who followed him as soon as he left. They look like gargoyles, but with bigger wings, and much more hideous than the ones you see on pictures on Earth.

“They’re the beluae iram or wrath monsters, kind of like the bodyguards of the Prince.”

“I’m gonna have to die soon if I keep on experiencing and seeing unusual things like these.”

Your guide puts his arm around you, “you’d definitely take that back once we get to the next kingdom.”

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