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justkpopstuffinmyhead · 6 years ago

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Yue Yue - Putting yourself first ♥ [Part 2]

Member: Oners Yue Yue [Pinkray]

Pairing: MafialeaderYueYue & Reader

Genre: Angst and Fluff

Warnings: Swearing, Blood, Shooting and other Mafia stuff.

Words: 1.506

Part 1, Part 2

Summar: After the cities most influential mafia clan disappeared into thin air, the city became a new and dangerous place. But what if you are the one person, that can bring back peace?

A/N: I’m sorry to disappoint my BYG and bts follower, but I am still stuck with idol producer. If any of you have requests, feel free to leave them with me, since I would like to get back into writing regularly again.

The following weeks went by smoothly. After university, you would usually go to the mansion with Ling Chao to study. Yue Yues condition improved rapidly, but you would regularly check on him throughout the first week. During this week you started to feel a weird attraction towards him. While you should probably be afraid of the fact that the person you are caring for is a feared mafia boss, but when you are with him, your brain can only focus of his beautiful voice; the small lisp he has; his soft hair. He is surprisingly soft – the words he speaks are gentle and his hands “accidentally” brush yours almost lovingly. Your hands linger on his skin just a few seconds when you inspect his wounds, which are healing well.

The second week goes by and you see him less and less – you’ve met Ziyang by now and since Yue Yue is feeling better, they go back to business. Didi is the only one you are able to meet and ask you regularly ask him how everyone is doing, but the third week after meeting them goes by in what feels like seconds – it’s the most busy week of exam period and the time you are not spending locked up in the library or in a classroom, you spend at home, asleep. On Friday you surprisingly run into Ling Chao, who looks more tired than ever. “Are you okay?” You ask with a smile. He looks down to you and rests his head on your shoulder. “I’m so tired.” He complains softly. “I know. Me too.” You smile and ruffle his soft hair. “Can we go out tonight? There is a club super close to our house and you could sleep at our place. Just relax a bit.. Please?” he whines and you hesitate for a second, but the possibility of meeting Yue Yue is tempting. You think of him a lot and try to write it off as worry because of his injuries. “Okay. ” You agree and the two of you decide to meet early at the mansion – you agree to take the bus at 4 pm to the city – so you won’t have to go there in the dark. You are wearing tight black ripped skinny jeans and a black crop top – something you would usually avoid wearing – and paired the entire thing with black vans. When you knock on the door of the mansion you are greeted by a black haired giant. The scary look on his face changes to one of delight when he recognizes your face. Due to the fact that you helped his friend regain his health, the gentle giant has welcomed you to the group with open arms. “Y/N!” he ushers you inside and hugs you as soon as the door is closed behind you. “We missed you!” he exclaims and you giggle and hold him tight. “Who is we?” you ask and turn your head immediately; when you hear the stairs squeak. “Yue Yue.” You gasp and look at the man whose gaze is stuck on your face. He walks down the stairs with a confidence that demands your attention. “Why are you wearing stuff like that?” His voice is cold as he walks closer. Before you are able to reply, Didi runs towards you and throws his long arms around your neck. “We are going out to party this evening!” He is glowing with joy and you just smile up to him lovingly. Throughout the time you spent together, the two of you grew very close, to the point where he feels like a brother to you. “Like this?” Yue Yue sounds so upset and you turn to him to figure out what’s wrong when Didi pulls you away from them. “Let’s bring you stuff to your room and grab something to eat before we go to the club!”

Four hours, many words, a lot of food and a few shots later, you are standing in the crowd and move your body to the beat. Ling Chao is just a few feet away from you, moving his body to the beat. Men mostly leave you alone, thinking that Ling Chao is your boyfriend – until you finally feel a body behind you. It’s definitely male, but your body does not react in panic, but presses itself closer into the stranger. “You should not do this with strange men.” A familiar voice whispers in your ears. “Yue Yue?” You turn around to meet his gaze. “Why are you here?” You look around and see that Bu Fan and Ziyang are low-key shielding you from the crowd. “The thought of men dancing with you the way we just did drove me crazy.” He brushes his hand over your cheek, his eyes locked onto yours. “Why?” You cannot wrap your hand around why it would bother him that you are dancing with other men. “Because I am falling for you; hard.” You cannot see his face because he basically has to scream for you to understand him. “When you were not there these last few weeks it drove me insane.” He backs of to look at your face. “But. . ” You whisper and he only understands you by reading your lips. He can read the disbelief on your face and leans in, obviously showing the intention of kissing you, giving you a chance to back off in case you do not want to, which you do not do. He carefully presses his lips to yours and waits for you to kiss him back, which you do after a few moments of shock. When he breaks the kiss, you look up to him and bite your lip. “You okay?” He asks you and you nod, your cheeks flushed and your eyes fixed on his face. “Ling Chao!” Yue Yue calls out, and there is no possibility that the younger one could have heard him, but his head snaps up and looks over to you in surprise. The leader moves his head in a manner that signals for all of them to follow them and you all exit the club, your hand in his and your body pressed into his shield you from curious gazes. The four of them draw a lot of attention with their height and authority and naturally draw a lot of attention to them. When you leave the club, the bouncer greets Ziyang by name and asks him how he is doing, keeping you guys out in the now cold night air. “Why are you here?” Didi asks and looks at the oldest with annoyance. “You obviously did not look out for Y/N again. So we did it while you were dancing.” Ling Chao opens his mouth to defend himself but Yue Yue cuts him off. “The fact that she is with us makes her a target. You should know that by now.” Ling Chao looks at the floor and pouts “I’m sorry.” Yue Yue just nods and looks down at you and presses your body into him to keep you warm in the cold night air. ”Let’s go. Ziyang?” The man turns and nods, turning back to his friend to say goodbye and then the five of you make your way back to the mansion. The walk is quiet and Yue Yue holds you to him to keep you warm. When you all arrive you say goodbye and all go your separate ways. The leaders gaze is on you and you can feel it follow you as you enter the room you stayed in last time. You take off your clothes, tie your hair back and put on shorts and an oversized shirt before you enter the en-suit bathroom. Once inside you take off your makeup and wash your face, only to be interrupted by a hand, handing you the towel you were looking for. You jump and turn to see Yue Yue staring at you. “I like you better like this; without make up, I mean.” You dry your face and look at him. “Why are you here?” You dab you face dry carefully and put the towel away to let it dry. “You always ask why. You’re never excited to meet me.” He says with a sad smile. “I am! I just; I don’t understand.” He smiles at you and pulls you out of the bathroom towards your bed. The two of you sit down there and he smiles at you. “I. . You are the only thing I can think about. I have never been that way. I have never fallen in love with someone. But you make me want to stop whatever I’m doing and just focus on you.” He admits and pulls you close as you yawn cutely, your eyes falling shut. “We should sleep for now.” He smiles and lifts you up, placing you onto the bed before he lays down next to you, wrapping you into his warm embrace. “Good night” He whispers before you fall asleep in his arms.

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dylwang · 6 years ago

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i’ll make a move first then

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jbjsflower · 6 years ago

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ONER as vampires

Pairing: ONER / BC221 (OT4) x Reader

Warnings: angst (kinda), fluff.

Requested: Yes

A/N: I loved writing this, hope you like it too babe <3

YUEYUE

His turning story: a girl approached him while he was in his senior year in college, they became super close. He fell in love with her and couldn't help but get attached to her. She turned out to be a vampire and the only thing she wanted from him was his blood.

Feels guilty about killing people.

He's super chill and calm.

Just wants to live as easily as possible.

He would be the most sensible of the group, probably because he's the oldest.

He's the leader of his clan, because all of them believe he has great qualities to fulfill that role.

The kind of vampire who studies well his victims before he actually makes a move, which is a huge dissadvantage for him because he ends falling in love with them.

That guy who would suddenly become close to you without a certain reason.

You never noticed he was a vampire, and you would still unaware if it wasn't for him.

He decided to tell you because he didn't want you to be in danger.

He pretended to just tell you and dissappear like he always did when he felt too attached to someone.

And it had happened a few times, I mean, he's like a thousand years old now (sorry honey, you still look young though).

But of course, you wouldn't let him go like that. You don't care about danger as much as he does.

The thing is he didn't want you to be around him because other vampires would notice he cares about you and would try to harm you with the purpose of hurting him.

He's scared, of course, but you are so good at calming him that he decides to just hope for the best and trust his own strength in case of a fight.

But things are pretty calm and that confrontation never arrives.

The only worry you have is about aging (which he obviously doesn't have lol).

So after arguing for a really long time about it, he agrees to turning you into a vampire.

Your life changes a lot in such a short period of time, but having Yueyue by your side everything seems easier.

He teaches you everything he knows.

Also you both end up finding a way to live without having to kill people.

ZIYANG

Turning story: He was actually born a vampire since both his parents were pure blood vampires. So when he turned 18 his parents gave him proper training and he became stronger and more experienced.

The flirty one.

The rich one, too.

Fools girls at parties to bring them home, have some fun and then... has them for dinner.

He feels powerful when it comes to drinking their blood.

Like he actually enjoys being a vampire, probably because he was raised to be one.

He's actually under so much pressure from his parents to become the leader of his clan, but he's okay with how things are with Yueyue's leadership.

One day he meets you at a night club, you dance for a while and he tries to take you home but you refuse.

It was his first time being jilted by a girl, and he didn't understand why.

He kept going to that bar, night after night, hoping that he would find you again.

And damn, he was right.

You went back one night, a month later.

You actually worked together with the club owner, you played the guitar and sang every once in a while to bring new clients and give it some atmosphere.

He sat near the bar counter and saw you perform.

And it was the first time he paid so much attention to a girl that was fully dressed.

He couldn't get his eyes off of you.

You finished your performance and approached the counter to ask for a drink.

Then you told him you had seen how he was looking at you and told him your answer to having a "funny night" together was still a no.

He had changed his mind though and proposed you another plan: seeing him every month after your performance and talking until you finished your drink.

You saw him every month for quite a long time, you even forgot how long.

The more time you spent with him, the longer you stayed.

You tried to make your drink last as much as you could, until one day you did something really stupid. And you couldn't blame it on the alcohol.

The moment you kissed him he knew. He didn't want to have your blood for dinner, he just wanted to have your heart.

He told you everything about him being a vampire and that stuff and surprisingly, you were okay with it.

You never talked about turning yourself into a vampire though, you just wanted to live your life, next to him of course, but as a human.

He was okay with it too, so things went smooth for you.

BUFAN

Turning story: he was friends with the "nerdy" guy in school. One day he went to visit him at home because he hadn't gone to class. He thought he was sick and wanted to check if he was okay. Spoiler: he wasn't. He hadn't had blood for days (looks like the guy wasn't too qualified for hunting people) and when Bufan came in... let's say he was an easy prey.

The dumb one.

He's kinda clumsy, but strong. Worst combination.

Still, the one all of them call when they need an extra hand to fight.

He's the weird guy in your class, all mysterious and stuff, sitting alone at the back of the class.

You never thought he could be your friend until you were once paired up for a project.

You became super close after that and met him every day after class.

One day you went to his house to visit him and you noticed something was a bit off.

He looked tired and sick, you thought maybe he was ill or something and started asking him if he was okay.

He wasn't. He tried to avoid your questions but decided to tell you in the end.

Bufan told you everything about him being a vampire, and you didn't understand what that had to do with him feeling sick all of a sudden...

Then he said he stopped drinking blood because he wanted to proove he wasn't dangerous.

You asked why he would do that and his answer shocked you even more.

He wanted to proove he wasn't dangerous for you. Because he liked you and wanted to ask you out, but he was worried about hurting you.

You held his hand and assured him everything was okay, that for you his health was more important than any danger he could put you in.

Because you trusted him.

He was honestly about to cry.

Thankfully, YueYue had found a way to survive without drinking blood, which made your relationship way easier.

Turning you into a vampire was something that never came to his mind, he wanted you to have the life he couldn't enjoy.

Protecting you became a priority for him, and you enjoyed time together so much since the very beginning of your relationship.

LINGCHAO

Turning story: One day he arrived home and found everything was a mess. Broken stuff everywhere, things had ben thrown to the floor, the window was broken... He was scared but still tried to find out what happened. He entered his mother's room and saw the most terrifying thing he could imagine: a vampire had just killed her and was drinking her blood. He lifted his head and looked at him. Ling Chao tried to run but he couldn't scape. The vampire didn't have time to kill him since Yueyue and his clan stopped him. That's how he became part of the clan.

The baby of the group.

Everyone wants to protect him.

He's receiving proper training from his elders though, just in case he's in danger and alone some day.

You met him in high school and he was really popular, the kind of guy who hangs out with everyone and everyone knows him.

He approached you one day and started talking to you, like random talk.

Soon after dad he asked you on a date and you didn't know if he was being serious or just joking. You accepted though.

And he was totally serious, everything went great.

He was so happy because he had liked you since the first day of school, but his clan mates had warned him about dating humans. He was worried they wouldn't accept it.

Chao eventually told you everything of course, and also decided to tell the rest of the clan about you.

They were totally okay with him dating you because you were so sweet and nice to him.

They felt you would take good care of their kid, and he could also take care of you, so they weren't worried about you being in danger.

Plus they had Bufan.

You asked them if there was a chance to turn you into a vampire, since you were currently the same age, you wanted it to stay like that.

Like, being young forever? That sounds like a good deal.

They weren't happy about it at first but agreed.

You showed great abilities and prooved to be worthy of their training, so they accepted to train you both.

In the end, Chao was happy that you could spend all your time together.

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linkeai · 6 years ago

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mafia!au ➸ bu fan

- bu fan (oner)

warnings: mentions of violence, weapons and gang-related activities.

summary: in which y/n is kidnapped by mafia members and brought back to their blushing boss.

genre: fluff

word count: 2,606

There were lots of things you had planned for your trip to Beijing.

Monday had been the forbidden city - the highlight of every Beijing vacation, apparently. Tuesday was the imperial palace, Wednesday was Tiananmen Square to go to Mao Zedong’s mausoleum and the National Museum of China

And Thursday, apparently, was getting hopelessly lost at half past midnight with a dead phone and nineteen yuan which equated to about four dollars.

You weren’t entirely sure how you ended up in this situation. Or, maybe you were. You had been following a tourist group through the streets when you saw a particular spot in the park that you wanted to photograph. You strayed for barely even three minutes and the whole group had vanished into thin air.

That was three hours ago. You had already cried a little - twice. Your Chinese was.. alright at best but you were determined to figure this out on your own. You were very strongly opposed to looking like a dumb foreigner lost in China. So you wandered around aimlessly, pretending like you knew where you were going and that you were actually interested in the buildings you were positive you’d already seen three times.

You pulled your phone out of your pocket and pressed down on the home button like that would somehow magically make it charged up. Instead, you were met with the dead battery symbol and disappointment.

You let out a very loud sigh, startling a few other stragglers around you.

Embarrassed, you turn on your heel and walk between two of the restaurants into what appeared to be an empty alleyway. You’re just about to turn back around and leave when you hear some voices further down and you let your curiosity get the best of you.

You tiptoe down the alley, the muffled voices growing more coherent as you creep closer to them. It sounds like men - maybe three of them. As you get closer, you can make out their figures in the darkness and hear the conversation.

“I don’t have your money right now! I promise I’ll get it to you as soon as I can.”

You furrowed your brow. Maybe you really should turn and run - but you couldn’t help but listen a little longer.

“You said that last week.” Came a second voice, sounding bored and belonging to a younger sounding man. You peered around the corner to get a better look at the men. There were three of them like you thought, two men against another one who looked nervous and was leaning against the wall.

“I know,” he swallowed nervously. “But-“

“Oh, enough,” complained a different man. He turned his head in your direction and you recoiled in surprise although you got a good look at his face. His hair was slicked back and he had very sharp features - almost serpent-like. “If you don’t have the money now, we’re talking you back and you can talk to Katto.” He took a step toward the man and was successful in intimidating him given the way his face paled. “I don’t have it,” he murmured.

The other man, who had sandy blonde hair that was slicked back in the same manner as his friend gave a heavy sigh that reeked of fake empathy. Peering over at his partner, he gave a small smirk in his direction. You watched, horrified, as he pulled a cloth out of his coat pocket and stepped toward the man. You had watched enough movies to know where this was going.

Before you could think it through, you launched yourself out of the darkness and cried out, “wait!”

All three men turned to look at you in surprise. You immediately shrank and filled with regret. Wow, that was dumb. You were just full of great decisions lately, weren’t you?

Before anyone could react, the man being targeted by the other two took off running past you down the alley. The man with the purple hair cursed and threw you a downright volatile glare as he darted after him. You decided the first guy probably had the right idea and turned to run. You barely made it three feet with a cold hand closed around your wrist and yanked you back. “Not so fast,” blondie hissed in your ear as he pressed the cloth to your face. You screamed and kicked your legs but it was useless and your vision soon turned to black.

You woke up later feeling a god awful throbbing sensation in the back of your head and you were freezing cold all over.

You groaned loudly at the pain, blinking in the bright lights above your face and trying to remember what exactly brought you here, on a floor, freezing cold with a head injury that could probably kill a small animal.

“They’re awake.” You heard someone whisper dramatically, followed by an annoyed groan from a second person.

You let out a groan of your own as you tried to sit up. “What the hell did you do to my head?” You grumbled out to no one in particular, trying to blink away the blotches of red in your vision. Was the chloroform really not enough?

Your vision adjusted and you saw four men standing around you. The blonde one grimaced slightly at your complaint. “You uh - you woke up in the car so I might have panicked and knocked you out.” He admitted sheepishly.

The two men from earlier were amongst the four - the two new faces was a younger looking boy with a thin, doll-like face and an older, scarier looking man with black hair.

“I can’t believe you two,” the black-haired man spoke. “Seriously, I sent you to get my money not kidnap some tourist! How stupid can you be!”

The other two men shrank as he raised his voice. You suspected he was the one they called Katto. You squinted up at them. The younger looking one gave you a small smile, his big eyes regarding you curiously.

“The three of you, go away.” He grumbled. “I’ll handle this.”

You successfully sat up, watching the three other men leave the room. It was an office - a big fancy desk in front of an even fancier bay of windows. Very red. Very- oh god.

Very mafia.

You slowly turned to look at the man, who was sitting on the edge of his desk with his hands folded in front of him. He was looking at you like he had just eaten something sour.

“Are... Are you gonna kill me?” You asked quietly. His eyes widened in surprise and he waved his hands in front of him in a frantic manner. “What!? No!” He assured you quickly. “I’m just thinking of how to apologize for those morons.”

You breathed a short laugh, amused despite the ridiculous situation you were in. “Something for my head would be a good place to start,” you offered, meeting his eyes. He flushed a light shade of pink and nodded, taking off outside of the room. You watched him leave in disbelief. If mafias were swimming pools, you were in the kiddie section.

You stood up awkwardly and pressed a hand to your forehead, black spots dancing around your vision. God, did blondie really have to hit you so hard? It hurt too much for you to freak out about being kidnapped. You just wanted some Tylenol. You glanced around at the regally decorated office and as you did, felt your eyebrows creep further and further up your forehead. There was a big glass display full of weapons on the walls, from the tiniest little knife to a gun easily the size of your entire leg. There were also those fancy glass-covered bookcases pressed against the wall with intricate ornaments. Just as you were about to go and try to open it, the door opened and the man, Katto, reentered.

“Here,” He mumbled bashfully, awkwardly fumbling with the various things in the crook of his arm. “I’m not really sure if you’re supposed to apply hot or cold,” he admitted, looking down at the hot cloth and the ice pack in his arms. “So I got both.”

You bit your lip to suppress a smile and nodded at him reassuringly. Carefully, you took the ice pack from him and held it to the back of your head. He set the hot cloth on his desk and took some pills out of the bottle and put them in your hand. You put them in your mouth and accepted the water from him, all the while he watched you carefully as if he was trying to read your mind.

“I’m really really sorry,” he apologized again. “I promise we don’t usually kidnap people.” You raised an eyebrow at him. “Usually?”

He looked like he’d tasted something sour again.

“Right.,” you mumbled. He turned away sheepishly, moving around the table to sit in his big chair. “So are you, like, a mafia boss or what?” You asked him. He nodded his head seriously in a way that said he was trying to be intimidating. He wasn’t really succeeding, in your opinion. “Katto, right?” He looked surprised but bobbed his head, drumming his fingers anxiously like he was trying to think of how to get rid of you.

“Is that your mafia codename?” Your tone was bordering on sarcastic, but you didn’t really care about offending him. You still weren’t entirely sure this wasn’t just a weird dream. “Yes,” he answered you gruffly. His ears were still red, you inwardly cooed. He’s so cute.

“What’s your real name, then?” you asked boldly, looking around once again at his office. There was a stone paperweight shaped like a dragon on his desk. Idly, you ran your finger down the sharp points on its back. “I can’t tell you that.” He chuckled.

“How come? I’ll tell you mine.” You offered. Maybe you could sweet-talk your way into a ride back to your hotel - or at least your life. He stared at you and you smiled coyly at his blank, pink face. “It’s Y/N.”

He tilted his head to the side and seemed to think for a second before responding. “Bu Fan.” He said carefully. You quirked an eyebrow at this. “Why didn’t you just go by that name, then?”

He looked bored with the questions but because he still wasn’t sure what to do with you, he continued to entertain. “Because it’s a mafia. You can’t just tell people your name.”

“Why not?”

“Because you can’t.”

“Why’d you tell me your name, then?”

“Because you asked.”

“So you would tell anyone who asked?”

“No.”

“Why me then?”

“I like you.”

You were startled by this sudden confession, feeling a hot blush creep up your neck. His lips turned up just slightly in something reminiscent of a smirk. “Uhh.. why?” You asked, nervous. You weren’t sure if a mafia boss liking you was such a good thing, no matter how handsome said mafia boss happened to be.

“You’re not afraid of me,” he mused. “At all. People usually are.”

You breathed a laugh in response. “I think your henchmen might have knocked all the sense out of my head.”

He laughed at that. “You’re funny, too.” He added.

Oh god, you thought. Were you really being hit on by an actual mafia boss right now?

“But,” he cleared his throat, scratching the back of his neck. “You need to leave now. Come on.”

He stood up and you did too, maybe a little too fast because the pain in your head that had started to dull came back full force and almost knocked you off your feet. Bu Fan grabbed you before you could hit the floor and do further damage. “Are you okay?” He asked quickly, holding you by your shoulders to keep you straight up. You hummed (or more like groaned) a response, and followed him as he led you out of the room and into the hallway. “Don’t look up from the floor,” he warned you. You weren’t eager to see how far his kindness could go, so you obeyed until you were outside and he opened the car door for you.

You got into the passenger seat and awed at the fancy interior. The leather seats were maroon and it smelled brand new. You grew nervous at being alone in the car with him - what if he drove you to some abandoned place and killed you. You shifted uncomfortably and he noticed, glancing over at you. “Relax,” he chuckled. “Killing you would give me nothing but trouble. Now, where are you staying.”

Meekly, you told him the name of the hotel and he started the car. As he pulled away, you stared out the window. The sun was starting to rise, casting a pale pink light over your surroundings. “How did you end up in that alleyway, anyway?” He attempted to make conversation. “I, uh, got lost.” You answered sheepishly. He snorted. “Why didn’t you just ask someone for directions?” You shrugged, feeling like a child being scolded.

“Well, it’s a good thing we found you.” You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion. He seemed to rethink his words when you looked over at him and grimaced. “I was literally kidnapped and then hit over the head.” You retorted. “I probably have a concussion.”

“Yeah…” He mumbled shamefully. “I promise I’ll hit them just as hard when I get back.”

You laughed and continued gazing out the window at the buildings flying by. When you arrived at the hotel, you gave him an awkward smile as a goodbye and moved to get out of the car only to find the doors were still locked. You turned back to him cautiously - he looked like he’d tasted something sour again, all red in the face and rubbing his neck. “Do you..” He started weakly. He cleared his throat. “Can I maybe..” You watched on in amazement as the scariest man you had ever seen struggled to ask for your number.

“Yes..” You said. “You can have my number.” He turned even redder and nodded, fumbling awkwardly in the glove compartment before handing you a scrap of paper and a pen. You scrawled your number down onto it quickly and handed it back to him with a smile less awkward than the last. “You know, like, if you get lost or something again.” He talked quickly, trying to talk himself back up into his manliness. “There are rival gangs. They might have seen you with me and-“ You started giggling behind your hand and he stopped, giving you a dazed look. “What?”

You shook your head. “Thank you for taking me home, Bu Fan. I’ll see you again.” You took a deep breath, leaning over the console and pressing a cheek on his cheek that bloomed as red as a rose beneath your touch. You giggled again as he looked down at his lap and said nothing. You got out of the car and closed the door behind you, walking up to the doors. He waited in the car for a minute to make sure you got in safely and once you did, waited another minute. You wondered what he was doing behind those tinted windows. Knowing he could see you through the glass wall, you waved as he drove away.

You went back up to your room still smiling - somehow, you had a feeling that the rest of your trip wouldn’t quite live up to something as crazy as being kidnapped by the mafia and getting maybe, just a tiny little crush on the mafia boss.

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yeongwonhi-nuna · 7 years ago

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Wishes

Title: Wishes

Characters: Lin Yanjun

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1338

Status: Complete

You had always been quite serious growing up. When your friends did reckless things, you would always be there, telling them it was dangerous and bandaging them up afterwards when they got hurt. But you never said ‘I told you so’. You would simply shake your head as you bandaged them up, being extra careful to make sure they were alright.

You had always been considered one of the smartest people in your class at school. You enjoyed studying and you enjoyed getting good grades. This sometimes led to some people thinking you were weird, but it had never really bothered you that much.

This continued on right through until you started university where your preference for studying over partying and your often straight to the point attitude was sometimes misunderstood by some people, earning you a bit of a reputation. However, the people who spent time around you knew that you were actually very shy and warm hearted, but for people who didn’t know you well, they seemed to judge you before they really got to know you.

Although you would never have admitted it out loud, you sometimes wished you were more outgoing and confident like some of the people in your classes. Some of them just seemed so carefree that it made a thin thread of jealously tie itself around your heart when you saw them. There was one person in particular that made your heart tug just that tiny bit harder than the others.

Lin Yanjun.

Your heart always skipped a beat when you saw him. And no matter how many times you tried to play it off as just you being jealous of his seemingly endless confidence, deep down you knew there was another reason for your irregular heartbeat when you saw him.

You had one class with Yanjun. And it was the only class where you didn’t sit in the front row. If anyone asked, you would have simply said that this particular lecturer bored you a little so you would often secretly read during his lectures, but in truth, it was so you could sneak glances at Yanjun. While it seemed like he never paid attention in class, often goofing off with his best friend Zhangjing, he always rivalled you for the top spot in class.

You couldn’t believe your luck when your lecturer announced that you would be pairing up for a project and your names were being drawn from a hat. Yanjun had sauntered to the front of the class and pulled out a piece of paper and then looked you dead in the eye. Your chest tightened as you forgot how to breathe as a smile broke out on his face. He called your name, waving the piece of paper at you as he took his seat again, turning to face you. “Looks like were partners.” He said as he stuck his hand out towards you.

You nodded stiffly as you slid your hand into his. He shook your hand, his gaze never leaving yours. “Can I have your number?” he asked, so casually that you could only blink at him for a second. “So that we can arrange a time to meet up to study?” he added. “Yeah, of course.” You said, proud of yourself for not stuttering as you gave him your number. He saved your number and called you, a satisfied look on his face when his number flashed on your screen. “Make sure to save it. I would personally save it as ‘Handsome Yanjun’, but it’s up to you.” He joked with a wink. You laughed at his words and typed in his name as he requested, showing him your newly saved contact.

He laughed, “I think we’re gonna get on just fine.” He said before he turned back to the front, Zhangjing coming back to his space beside him, the two of them immediately becoming engrossed in a conversation. You looked down at your phone, well aware that there were a few people in the class staring at you. Lin Yanjun was one of the most popular guys on campus. There were girls and guys from every major who wanted his number, and he had just given it to you. You who was the complete opposite of Yanjun in every way. You suppressed the smile that threatened to split your face in two as you put your phone in your bag, already excited for your first study session with Yanjun.

Yanjun had called you the night he had given you his number to set up your first study date. Your friend YueYue had not stopped bothering you since you had told him about being paired up with Yanjun for your project. While he was usually quite calm, he had not been able to contain his excitement at the two of you being paired up together. He was the only person who knew about your feelings for Yanjun. Even if you had never actually admitted them to him.

You found a good spot in the library and laid out the things you needed when a familiar face sat down opposite you. You gave him a nervous smile while his smile seemed confident and effortless. “Hey, how are you?” he asked as he unpacked his things. “I’m good.” You said as you handed him your notebook. “I started thinking about some topics for our project. But if you don’t like any of them, we can think of something else.” Yanjun took the notebook from you and looked through your ideas. “These are great, a few of them a similar to what I had been thinking about as well.” He said as he slid his own notebook over to you as well. You flicked through the pages, surprised by the detail of his notes. You had never expected him to be so detailed. You found the page he had marked and looked through his ideas, surprised to find that a lot of them were similar to your own.

The two of you quickly got to work. Going through each of your ideas one by one looking for the pros and cons of each and how well you could tie each idea to your project outline. You were in the library for hours, time seeming to melt away as the two of you buried yourselves in your own private bubble, your conversations slowly becoming easier as you became more comfortable around Yanjun. You realised that although he was often loud and seemed to not be very focused on his studies, he was actually incredibly intelligent and he knew what he was talking about, which put you at ease.

It was hours later when you stretched, your back stiff from sitting hunched over for so long. “Wow, look how late it is!” Yanjun said as he showed you the time on his phone. “Oh my god, we’ve been here for hours.” you said as you stifled a yawn. Yanjun stretched before rubbing his eyes, an eyelash coming away on his fingers. You watched in horror as he simply wiped it off his hand. “What are you doing?” you yelled, startling him. “What? What did I do?” he asked, looking around him in a panic. “You just wiped away that eyelash! Don’t you know that you're supposed to make a wish on them?” you asked.

Yanjun looked at you blankly for a few seconds before he burst out laughing. “Oh my god, I didn’t know you were this cute.” He chuckled. He leant forward making your heartbeat accelerate. “Let me ask you a question. I know its late and all, but we’ve been in here for hours without a break and there's a great little place just outside campus that does some great late night snacks. Can I take you there?” he asked suddenly.

You didn’t hesitate to answer. “Yes.” You nodded. He gave you a bright smile as he started packing away his things. “Then it looks like I didn’t need that eyelash. My wish came true anyway.”

#yanjun #lin yanjun #yanjun scenarios #yanjun imagine #lin yanjun scenarios #lin yanjun imagine #nine percent #nine percent imagine #nine percent scenarios #idol producer #idol producer scenarios #idol producer imagine #fluff

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peachyjie · 7 years ago

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Scars || Zhu Zheng Ting

|| Whipped ||

A/N : Basically, all of you have been waiting for this. And I’ve been sent messages to continue or make another mafia!au for so long. So please welcome the continuation of Whipped 💕

Requested : Yes, many my messages and asks for this also so yes

P.s : I’ve wrote enough fluff for this past 3 days so don’t hate me for this and don’t hate me with the usage of characters also

Pairing : Zhu Zheng Ting - Reader

Genre : Mafia!AU + slight!fluff + angst

Warning : Violence don’t do bad deed child, or Santa will be mad

Summary : He always told himself he will protect you in all cost, he will sacrifice anything to keep you safe. Even if it means for you to hate him.

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In the life of Zhu Zheng Ting, he never fails a mission. He was trained for his job. To kill perfecfly, in a clean finish.

He would never think twice to abolish someone. He is raised to be perfect, polished in all coat.

Zhu Zheng Ting never screws up

Until now

He stared at your figure, eyes blank. He turns around staring at Quanzhe who is equally confused as he is.

Zhengting slid his gun in his suspenders before wearing his suit, he opened the car door ready to go out. Until Quanzhe grabs his arm.

“I can’t back out, and I know what am I sacrificing. Do your job, Quanzhe.”, Zhengting coldly shrugs the younger away. And he walks up the stairs to the gala.

The way his soles steps on the ceramic floors as he hits the ballroom brings out a charismatic aura around him, heads turns to him.

He looked around, no sign of you and he sighs in relief.

“Zhu Zheng Ting”, his back jerks in a stiff manner before exhaling seeing it was only Ziyi. He walks to Zhengting, striding over fast. “Ambush starts in 10”, Ziyi whispers. Zhengting only nodded.

Zhengting knew he’s risking everything right now. He waited for the long 10 minutes.

“Ting-ge, I don’t know if I’m too nervous or something. But why is Y/N talking to Yueyue?”

Zhengting breath hitched when he heard what Justin told him from his ear-piece.

“She can’t be near him, Minghao. Take her away. Now”, he mumbled.

“On it”, the other line replied. Just as Zhengting was going near Ziyi, a gunshot rang the ballroom.

Zhengting stared at Ziyi in horror, the other male stared at him also in confusion.

He didn’t care, he had to take you now.

You stared at Yueyue, confused. “I can’t accept your offer, Yueyue”

“How so?”, he asked. “Is it that hard to accept one offer of mine to go on a dinner date?”, he takes your hand slowly.

You tried to pride him off, but he wouldn’t budge. “I am happily committed in my relationship right now, please let go”, you said to him. Stern and hard.

He laughed. “Just one, and maybe you would change your mind”, he said. He raised your hand as you still tried to pride it away from him.

“When a lady told you to let go, you should listen to her”

Your eyes widen, that voice. “Zhengting?”, you asked surprised. Yueyue stared at you, amusement written on his face. He smirks

“And what if I say I want the lady and don’t want to let go?”, Yueyue asked back, hissing to him.

“I’m telling you nicely right now, let her go”, Zhengting stared at him cold. His eyes would waver to you, concern in his pupils.

Yueyue laughed. Yueyue pulled you to his side, circling his arm around your shoulder. A hand holding your chin, he smiles. “I’m planning on keeping this pretty face”, he stared at Zhengting.

“Yueyue, enough! I-”, you stared in shock when Zhengting launches himself on Yueyue. Zhengting has a hand on his neck, eyes in rage as his breathing became heavy.

“Zhengti-”, Yueyue choked out.

“I told you to leave her”, he tightens his grip. Yueyue choked out an amused laugh. “That’s your lover,huh?”, Zhengting glared at the male.

“Justin, get Y/N out of here”, Zhengting said. You stared in shock, confusion. What was going on here?

“I’m close ge”, the younger said. Zhengting heard another buzz on his earpiece as he was ready to end Yueyue right here, right now. “Ge! Bufan is on his way!”

“You brought your gang with you”, Zhengting smirks. Yueyue choked out, he only smiles. “They’re going to kill you, Zhengting. Mark my words”

“Ting, what’s going on?”, you took a step to Zhengting. Fear is coming over to your system. “Stay where you are, Y/N”, he said. His tone soft, he didn’t want to hurt you. “Please”, his voice breaks a little.

“You-”, he coughs you. Smirking. “You hid it from your own lover?”, he choked out. Zhengting tightens his grip, he wants to shoot this man so bad. “You didn’t tell your own lover what you do for a living”

“Ting, I-”, you stared in horror when another figure launches himself on Zhengting. Zhengting felt a gun pointed on his forehead, he locked eyes with the male. He could hear your screams, mixed with Yueyue’s coughs.

“So you’re the leader of Yuehua?”, Bufan stared at him. “Not so tough to be in the Mafia business”, he mocks. Zhengting was praying, where the hell is that kid.

Bufan was ready to pull the trigger before a gunshot is heard. “Get away from my Ge!”, Zhengting sighed in relief. “Took you long enough”, he said in relief.

Zhengting kicks Bufan out of him, kicking the tall man to the wall. “Justin!”, Zhengting yelled. He pulled out his gun, targeting the male’s head. Justin noticing his ge’s gaze, he closes your eyes with his hand.

BANG

Justin didn’t take any seconds to pass, he simply ran taking you with him. Dragging you with him. Yueyue noticing this, tried to grasp your hand. He stops midway, feeling a the tip of the gun on his head.

“Take your hands off. Now.”, his tone ice cold. He doesn’t has any hesitance to pull the trigger, but he know you’re watching him. That stopped him.

He can’t hide himself anymore, you already knew. Slowly his shell breaks.

Zhengting stared at you, his eyes almost tearing up. His gaze hurt, weak, and broken. “Take her now, Justin”

Justin only nodded and ran off with you. You could only yelled out his name, fear on losing him. You kept your gaze around him as you tried to break away from Justin.

The last thing you saw was Zhengting’s vulnurable gaze on you, as Yueyue points out his gun to Zhengting. He mouthed to you.

“I love you, I’m sorry”

And the sounds of gunshots rang through the corridors

He remembers staring at the same eyes he loves, the same eyes that always sparkles with adoration and love when he’s around. But now, it won’t be the same anymore.

He would never forget. The moment he walks out the building, suit bloodied from blood. You stared at him with the same pair of eyes, but the same adoration and love was replaced with a pair of hurt and fear.

He remembers the way you were shaking, not from the cold. But because of him. He locks eyes with you, but you didn’t run into his arms like you would do whenever you see him.

“ONER’s out”, he whispered to his team. He quietly walks to you, standing firm in front of you.

Zhu Zheng Ting was scared. For the first time in his life, he felt scared

Both of your gaze was sorrowful, tired, and tired. You choked out a sob, but he can’t do anything. He can’t fix it.

Everything is done

He remembers the moment you stepped out of the car, you didn’t give him any goodbye. You didn’t smile at him when you closes the car’s door. You didn’t give him a kiss like you would usually give him before you ran off.

This time, you only silently exited the car. Closing the door, you locked eyes with him. His eyes broken, too lost until he can’t do anything.

His shell breaks open slowly whenever you’re with him, until this moment. He breaks, scattering all the broken pieces. The scars he hid was revealed, giving him a new one.

But not only to him. He always manages to hurt himself for the sake of your safety. He was willing to sacrifice everything to you. Despite keeping you safe, he manages to hurt you anyways. Bringing fear into yourself.

When he breaks, he didn’t noticed how the broken pieces effected not only to him. He tried to hide it, to keep you safe as he was slowly cracking open.

Zhu Zheng Ting never fails on his mission, and he didn’t. He succeeded. He finishes it clean and polished. He never screws up in his job.

He was trained for perfection, to kill. But now, everything is killing him. Tearing him bits by bits when he knew he lost you.

You both lost each other, drowning in fear.

He feared upon losing you, all of you. Whilst you feared upon him, everything about him. Crumbling down, the cracks became bigger before it exploded into a mass of broken pieces

Glass and scars, where both of you are broken. You were trying to help him, not noticing how badly his pieces are hurting you.

But now, everything stops.

A new wound opens up, making everything into a bigger scar

#9%#idol producer #nine percent #zhu zhengting #idol producer scenarios #idol producer imagines #nine percent scenarios #nine percent imagines #9% scenarios #9% imagines #9 percent scenarios #9 percent imagines #zhu zhengting scenarios #zhu zhengting imagines #written scenarios

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svtgot7reactions · 7 years ago

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Jealously Looks Good on You - Yue Yue (idol producer)

I’m uhhh really in love with Yue Yue and all the Oaca trainees soooo enjoy :)

Genre: fluff

Word count: 1k

*credit to gif owner*

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You finish slipping on your shoes just as someone knocks on your apartment door, perfect timing. You swing open the door to reveal your favorite 192cm vampire leaning against the door frame.

“Ready Y/n?” He stands up straight and offers his elbow for you to set your hand in.

“Yeah lets go.” You take his arm and start walking towards the front of your building to head to your favorite coffee shop.

After the brief walk to the restaurant, he opens the door for you and offers to get you your regular drink. You pick a table against the wall and sit back in your chair to watch the people around you.

“Here, just how you like it.” He smiles and hands you the warm beverage, you take a sip and hum contently.

“Thank you Fannie.” You set the cup down and look at him, furrowing your brows just slightly.

When he meets your gaze he tilts his head, “Bu fan why did you ask me out?”

He sighs before answering, “Because I have a plan, don’t worry about it love.”

You squint your eyes and hesitantly let the subject go, he quickly changes the topic to something ridiculous that happened Tuesday.

Bu Fan finished his coffee not long after and looked up at you expectantly, “Do you wanna head to the dance studio with me?”

“Yeah let’s go.” You throw away your trash and swing your purse over your shoulder before following him out the door.

After a brief walk to Qin’s Entertainment, you guys walk into their regular dance practice room together and all the boys greet you.

“Y/n! I missed you.” Chao bounces over to you and hugs you tightly.

“Hey Chao Chao.” You giggle and pinch his cheeks.

You grab a seat on a bench that hugs the wall and watch them warm up and practice some moves and lines. You can’t help but notice the subtle looks of disdain that YueYue throws towards bufan.

“Baby, can you bring me that towel please?” You nearly choked on your spit when you realized the ‘baby’ Bu Fan was referring to was you.

You almost couldn’t move your legs because you could feel Yue Yue’s eyes watching you closely. When you started walking towards the bench with the towel sat on it, you heard him scoff an “unbelievable” before watching him slam the door closed behind him. You handed the towel to Bufan and he thanked you before nodding his head towards the door. “Go get him.”

You walked briskly through the hallways hoping to see his bright silver hair anywhere, you saw him sitting at a table sipping out of a mug. Hesitantly, you walk towards him and when he sees you he sighs, almost knowing what you’re gonna ask.

“I’m fine, don’t worry about me.” Yuey dismisses you with a wave of his hand making you set a hand on your hip.

“You’re fine? So you just always leave every room by scoffing and slamming the door?” You tried to make light of the situation and he nearly slammed his glass down on the table, making you jump.

“How is this funny?” The smile on your face was immediately wiped off by his stern words.

You struggled to find your words but managed to stutter something along the lines of “I-I thought you were fine.”

“Do I have to say it? God this is embarrassing.” He wiped a hand down his face before standing and walking towards you, making you back up till you hit the wall.

“Say wha-“ “I like you.” He cuts you off and your jaw nearly dislocated itself as it forms into an ‘O’ shape.

Your mind is racing at a million miles per hour as it dawns on you that the man you’ve been in love with for months is jealous.

“Yuey? Are you perhaps, jealous?” You poke his chest and he chuckles at the playful smile on your face.

“No! I’m not...okay maybe. But I just confessed to you and all you have to say is that I’m jealous?” Yueyue steps closer to you and puts a hand on the wall near your head.

“I like you too.” You bite your bottom lip as his smile turns into a wicked smirk, his eyes fall down to the lip tucked between your teeth.

“Y/n, will you be my girlfriend?” His hand reaches up to cup your cheek and his thumb caresses your face gently.

When your face breaks out into a wide smile and the word ‘Yes’ leaves your mouth he leans down and ghosts his lips over your own. The distance between your lips is so minuscule that you can feel his breath on your cheeks. Your heart nearly beats out of your chest as he closes the gap and presses his plump lips against your own.

The hand leaning on the wall finds your hips and he loops his fingers through your belt loop to pull you closer as your lips move perfectly against each other. Your hands reach out to grasp his waist and clutch at the loose shirt he’s wearing. His body presses against yours even more as your back was flesh against the wall, your mouth drops open just enough for him to slip his tongue in to mingle with yours.

“Hey there’s kids here!” Bu fans loud voice booms, making you and YueYue jump apart suddenly.

Your hands instinctively cover your face as a deep red blush climbs up your neck, you can see Yuey nervously rub the nape of his neck as he stands beside you. You move your hands away from your face and see Ziyang covering Chao’s eyes which makes you giggle.

“I’m glad my plan worked, remember to thank me at your wedding.” Bu Fan snickers to the other members and you see Yue Yue’s eyes widen.

“You PLANNED this!?” You and him yelled together and Bu Fan almost looked scared for a moment.

“I..uhhh...I’m not sorry!” Bufan stutters before taking off with Yue Yue right on his tail.

You stand next to the other two, much calmer Qin’s boys, and watch the two fools chase one another around the building.

#yue yue #idol producer #qins entertainment #idol producer imagines #idol producer reactions #idol producer scenarios #kpop #cpop #yueyue #bufan #bu fan #mu ziyang #ling chao

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mydearestkunkun · 7 years ago

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Confidence is the key!

Characters: YueYue, gf!Y/N

Genre: angst/fluff

Words: 835

Summary: YueYue comes home with some exciting news, however he seems to be unsure about the chance that might be offered to him.

He was able to hear the sound even before entering. As YueYue entered the apartment Y/N was vacuum cleaning it. He had absolutely no idea how she was able to be this active after working a long shift. They had met each other during their second year in university and even though YueYue knew this might sound cliche, but it was definitely love at first sight. She had him whipped the second he had laid his eyes on her.

Now she was standing in front of him, body swaying to the beat of the music coming out of her headphones and he felt himself falling in love just like the first time. YueYue put down his backpack and walked closer. Circling his arms around her, he could feel her posture stiffen. He chuckled.

“Oh goodness, you scared the heck out of me! Never do that again!” she said, turning around and hitting him on the chest. The smile, which spread on her face, made it clear that she was in no way angry.

“Did I ever tell you just how much I love you?” YueYue asked, pulling her closer, giving her a short kiss.

“Well, I did not keep count of it, but I can tell you, that I never get enough, love. Why are you so early today?” still smiling she unplugged the vacuum cleaner. He sighed, sitting down on the couch.

“Miss Qin held a meeting today, it was about a new survival program on IQiYi. It’s apparently called Idol Producer.” he fell silent, thinking about what to say next.

“From what I understood, around 100 trainees get the chance to compete against each other. The viewers are going to vote for their favorites and once every month they are going to eliminate the trainees who didn’t get enough votes. The top 9 will be able to debut and perform for around 1 ½ years as a team.”

“Wow, and Miss Qin wants you and the others to compete?” Y/N didn’t even wait for him to answer, but just went on talking. “Well it does sound like a pretty good chance, but you don’t sound too sure about it .... or am I wrong?”

She sat down next to him, putting her legs up on his lap. His hands started moving on their own, caressing her legs as if it was the most natural thing in the world. YueYue sighed again.

“I don’t know… I just kind of have a feeling that I might not fit in. Ain’t I a bit too old for that kind of show? Maybe I should just take the normal way…”

Y/N creased her eyebrows. She already had had a feeling that it was about the age thing again. From time to time YueYue had one of those moments, in which he felt out of place because of the age difference between him and his fellow trainees. Even though it wasn’t actually that big, Ziyang was only 3 years younger than him. But sometimes he even regretted applying to QINs Entertainment in the first place. However Y/N was also pretty sure, that he actually wants to participate, he was just being self conscious. With just a little bit of persuasion she knew he would change his mind.

“It’s not only this… I would be gone for around four months and we are not allowed to use my phone. So no calls, not even messages.” so it was not only the age this time. He was unsure if it might influence your relationship.

“Yue, love, I was by your side when you decided to take on this career and I will still be here when you come back. How long have we been together? Four months are nothing against the time we already spend together. It won’t change a thing. Sometimes the smallest step in the right direction ends up being the biggest step of your life. Tip toe if you must, but take the step. I think you should take that step, I have a feeling that it might just be the point in your life were your dream may come true.”

As YueYue looked into her eyes, he could see nothing but love in them. Y/N was 100% sure, that he could make it.

“What if it backfires?”

“Sometimes you have to take risks to be successful.” She caressed his face, kissing him slowly. “I believe in you, you should do the same. Whatever way you chose, I’ll always support you.”

Finally a smile spread on his face.

“Okay okay I’ll do it, baobei, now that you are practically forcing me.” she hit his chest again, making him laugh loudly. “You know you really are the best thing that ever happened to me, right?”

Doing a little wave with her hand Y/N answered “I know, I know, I’m just perfect like that!”

“Waah you are so full of yourself!” he chuckled, tackling her to the ground and plastering her face with kisses.

#idol producer #oner #bc221 imagines #yueyue #yue yue #gf!y/n #idol producer imagine #oner imagine #mydearestkunkun

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ao3feed-idolproducer · 7 years ago

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pinwheel

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2HMyG3W

by legalmurder

bu fan had not expected this, of all things. being separated from minghui for almost a year, he thought they would fizzle out- into minghui forgetting him, falling in love with someone better than him.

Words: 1359, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 3 of drabbles for oner, the boy group which is basically a double date

Fandoms: 偶像练习生 | Idol Producer (TV), BC221 - Fandom, ONER

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Bu Fan, Yue Yue, Ling Chao, Mu Ziyang

Relationships: Bu Fan/Yue Yue, Ling Chao/Mu Ziyang

Additional Tags: Fluff, Alternate Universe - College/University, yue yue is older than fanfan by one year here, and yang and yueyue are the same age, this was written in a hurry i didnt plan this out at all, Domestic Fluff, Rated T for language, mentions of smoking and drinking

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2HMyG3W

#ao3feed #fanfic #idol producer

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justkpopstuffinmyhead · 7 years ago

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Yue Yue - Putting yourself first ♥ [Part 1]

Member: Oners Yue Yue [Pinkray]

Pairing: MafialeaderYueYue & Reader

Genre: Angst and Fluff

Warnings: Swearing, Blood, Shooting and other Mafia stuff.

Words: 1.335

Summar: After the cities most influential mafia clan disappeared into thin air, the city became a new and dangerous place. But what if you are the one person, that can bring back peace?

Part 1, Part 2

A/N: It’s gonna be two parts. This is more about how they met and the second one is going to be moe fluff - how he asked Y/N out, dating, fluffy , happy stuff.

Recently, the streets of the town you live in have become dangerous. Since Oner – A Mafia clan that used to take care of the criminals and keep them in their lane – disappeared, the peace has been disturbed. You are a medical student, studying to become a doctor and recently, you have barely been able to go outside. You live in a bad but cheap part of the city and as soon as it’s dark outside, criminals roam the streets, so you usually make sure to be inside your apartment by then, but today you were stopped by one of your best friends who also studies medicine.

After university you and Ling Chao – Who everyone just calls Didi - started studying at a café in the early afternoon and somehow lost track of time. Now it’s dark outside and you are visibly hesitant to go home. “If you want I can bring you home!” Ling Chao comments, but imagining the younger boy bringing you home and then leaving on his own, makes you even more nervous. “No, no. I will go home on my own.” You pay your bill and walk outside. The area where the café is located is really close to your university and therefore a lot of police officers walk the streets at night. “Let me walk you home.” Ling Chao whines and you just turn to him, smiling, and shake your head. “I’m older than you, Didi, I will walk home myself.” The younger one whines once more. “Let me ask my brothers if you can stay with us. I really don’t want you to walk home on your own.” You hesitate, but agree in the end, since you do not really want to walk home as well. You do not really listen to his phone call until you hear him say “Thank you.” And hang up the phone. You look up at the younger, but taller boy and smile “And?” He shows you his signature grin, which makes you want to squeeze his soft cheeks. “Bu Fan will pick us up in a second and you can stay in the spare room.”Ling Chao says with a smile and you thank him once more. A few moments later a black care stops next to the two of you and Ling Chao throws open the back door and ushers you in. “Thank you!” You whisper and sit down, now concentrating on the driver. “Thank you for taking me in for the night. I don’t really want to go home by myself and I didn’t want Ling Chao to walk me.” You smile softly. The man in the front seat is tall and you can see his intense eyes in the rear view mirror. “You’re welcome.” He says softer than you expected him to. “That’s my friend I told you about. The one who is super intelligent! Do you think she could take a look at old Yue later?” Bu Fan tenses at those words but shrugs. “If she’s even better than you we should try.” You look over at Ling Chao. “Is one of your brothers sick?” His regular smile falls and he shakes his head. “He got hurt a few days ago and I think his wound is infected. But he doesn’t want to see a doctor. My third brother – Ziyang – got hurt a few weeks ago and ever since then we have been at home a lot to take care of him. Yue Yue met the person who did it on the street and they got into a fight.” You nod carefully, understanding how he got hurt. You might not look like much, but if someone would hurt your friends physically you would not hesitate to start a fight. The car suddenly stops and Ling Chao jumps from his seat. “We are home!” He exits the car and you follow him. The building you are at is huge. You wouldn’t call it a house but a mansion. Ling Chao quickly walks to the main door, followed by Bu Fan, who is even taller than you expected him to be. You follow the pair and look at your friend. “Should I take a look at your brother first? I would like to go to bed soon.” You smile and Ling Chao guides you through the dark, cold corridors. You arrive at a tall, wooden door. In the faint light you make out that the door is red instead of brown. He pushes it open without knocking. “I told you to knock.” A soft voice scolds your friend and you smile at the brotherly love. “I brought my friend, Y/N. She is way better at school and I want her to look at your wounds.” The younger replies instead of apologizing. “That’s not necessary.” The older man – Yue Yue – sits up. You take a deep breath when you see him, because first, he is an ashy color and there is sweat on his forehead, but also because everything finally makes sense. “Yue Yue, Bu Fan, Zyjang, Didi. . .” You whisper and your head connects the puzzle pieces. “You guys are Oner.” You say in fear. Ling Chao turns to you and pouts. “Don’t be scared. We won’t hurt you. Please just take a look at him. He is hurt really bad.” You hesitantly walk over as Ling Chao raises the shirt of the injured man and carefully removes his bandages. The wound is visibly infected and the stitches are not very well done. You talk about it with Ling Chao and do what you can. “That’s it.” You whisper, looking at the wound. You also told Ling Chao to get meds, so the younger one is currently on his way to the closest pharmacy along with Bu Fan. “Thank you. I owe you one.” Yue Yue whispers and it’s the first time you look at his face. You immediately move away from him, because despite the pain in his face, the ashy color of his skin and the thin layer of sweat that currently covers his skin, he is absolutely beautiful. “It’s okay. It’s my job.” You reply and busy yourself with your fingers. “No really. I owe you one. Would you give me your number?” He asks hesitantly, scared almost. You nod and he hands you his phone from the nightstand, unlocking it before giving it to you. “Thank you.” He lays back down and takes a sharp breath due to the pain he is experiencing. “I think I should go back to sleep” He whispers and you nod encouragingly. “I will wake you up when Ling Chao returns with the meds.” You yawn yourself and stretch. “Lay down with me. The bed is big enough and I won’t move a lot. You can rest until he returns. He’ll then show you your bed.” You hesitate, because you did not plan on sharing a bed with one of the biggest mafia leaders of the entire country, but you agree, because your back and neck hurt. You make yourself comfortable next to him and watch him fall asleep. Before you can do anything about it, however, you have fallen asleep yourself.

Ling Chao enters the room just a few minutes later and finds you asleep next to his brother. He knew that the two of you would get along well, but didn’t expect that. Carefully, he makes his way over to the bed and wakes one of the sleeping forms. “Old Yue, you should take this and go back to bed.” Yue Yue wakes up and looks around in confusion until he finds you asleep next to him, his hand in yours. He sits up, careful not to wake you and takes the medicine before he lowers himself back onto the mattress. He looks at your sleeping form, your features relaxed and soft, and he feels something foreign in his chest. Admiration, pride and. . . attraction. He always put himself last when it came to the clan but you might be the first thing he will not ignore. The first time he will put himself first and let himself be happy.

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