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What If - Severus Snape ll (son) x Fem oc

POV: Story created in an alternate universe about Snape having a son, who falls deeply in love with Y.N. Crouch, the minister's daughter. However, the war is about to begin.

NOTE: This story is created from my imagination, using the Harry Potter films as a continuity reference. Some scenes have been changed, and others are entirely invented.

Themes: Love, Fluff, Angst, almost Smut.

Warnings: Violence, mention of death, abandonment issues, childhood trauma, family betrayals, abuse of authority, possibly others (let me know).

Let's just imagine what would have happened if our beloved and feared Professor Snape had been fortunate enough to find a love (not entirely fulfilling or honest) that helped him cope with his younger years and from which a beautiful treasure was born. However, his love and devotion to Lily didn't make him settle for that, and like his father, he hurt his little boy by abandoning his wife.

Years later, shortly before Severus ll entered Hogwarts, Snape returned to establish a bond with him. However, little Sev felt his heart filled with fear and resentment. How could the man he supposed would protect him for life abandon him?

That's why, when Sev entered Hogwarts, he did everything possible to stay away from his father, even trying to change houses but it wasn't possible. The Sorting Hat hadn't made a mistake in sending the Snape successor to Slytherin just by chance.

Two years later, little Harry was admitted and Sev saw how his father, filled with hatred and resentment for what James had done to him throughout his kid, mistreated that defenseless boy. For this reason, he took care of him and was a kind of older brother to him.

Despite this, Sev was (unintentionally) the carbon copy of his father: lonely, fearful, and above all, an exemplary student in all his subjects. Not to mention his physique: his thin body, pale skin, that jet-black hair that fell over his shoulders and covered almost his entire face when he always looked down at the floor, his always dark clothes, and sharp features that framed his expressionless but very attractive face.

Despite this, Sev had a great deal of humanity, solidarity, and empathy for those who were weak and rejected, especially while possessing a pure and faithful heart like his father's.

Unlike Snape, Sev had been very lucky since entering wizarding school, a silent luck he liked to keep all to himself.

When he fell in love with Y/N ​​Crouch, a pureblood witch, daughter of an important Minister of Magic and the most popular girl in Slytherin at the time, with a smile always on her face and long, lush eyelashes that were even more noticeable when she leaned against the windows of the astronomy tower to read.

The two met in the Astrology tower, she while reading and he while fleeing from the shadow of his father, who, like almost every night, tried to accidentally find him in some corridor to try to talk to him. Quickly, without either of them noticing, they became each other's favorite company.

She wasn't rude, self-centered, or boastful like most Slytherins. He was never self-interested, arrogant, or pedantic with her. They simply clicked, to the point where they had both given their hearts completely to each other, and it was like a silent promise, "Forever."

Since then, and without telling anyone, they were each other's other half, plotting thousands of plans, dreaming up futures that would possibly be uncertain, and falling in love with each other.

Snape found out first (no surprise there) While he followed poor Sev, even to find out how many times he drank his pumpkin juice. The repentant father wanted to make up for lost years, and when he saw his son kiss Miss Crouch's delicate hand on the stairs before entering the Christmas Ball, he knew something was up, and a fear he had never felt before took hold of him. She would hurt his son, just like Lily did to him.

He watched them dance all night. First, the first dance, slow, always looking into each other's eyes. His heart ached, an inexplicable pain. Was this what true love felt like? He saw them smile discreetly at each other, both shy of being seen (even when McGonagall saw them and smiled inwardly). Their hands clasped delicately but so firmly that even a troll's mallet could never separate them. Later, he watched them laugh and dance, sweaty, among the crowd, their laughter hiding between the loud music and the excited children's shouts only made Snape more and more curious. Why her? Why my son?

He waited a couple of days and this time he didn't intercept him "by chance," but almost kidnapped him in the herbology classroom to extract all the information and convince him to leave YN, a pretty and clever girl yes, but dangerous to be around. She was the daughter of a Minister of Magic and sister of a Death Eater. She wasn't good for him, but the only thing Snape achieved was to alienate his son further, making him resent his past traumas, always haunted by the ghost of the woman who never loved him and for whom he abandoned his mother.

One slap was enough for Sev to turn around and wish he'd never see him again.

Snape didn't mean to do this. He never wanted to push his son away or hurt him, but the thought of losing him permanently drove him mad. How was he going to explain that because of him, he and his mother were in danger, and if Voldemort returned and found out he was spying on both sides, the first person he wanted to kill would be his son, his everything.

Obviously, Sev didn't know this, and as he fled to the astronomy tower, trying to hide his tears behind his strands of dark hair, YN felt it. If Legilimency allowed mages to read each other's minds, YN and Sev had something, let's call it "Amorimancy," something that only they felt when the other did the same. If YN was happy, despite Severus cold face and silent demeanor, he inside felt inexplicably filled with joy. If Sev felt frustrated trying to find the answer to why his wormwood essence didn't react to a vulture's tears in his potion, YN felt stressed and irritated.

Something not at all strange, something that Professor McGonagall had explained to YN that same day when she saw her devouring books trying to interpret this feeling "It's called love, little girl. You and Severus are soulmates. You were born for each other, and no one will change that, when you are away from him, you will feel what his heart feels, and so will he, you should feel very lucky and value this gift that even the most powerful potion could not create in the heart. You and Severus were born with one tied to the other, and it will be that way forever."

That same night, she excitedly ran to the astronomy tower where they always met daily, despite the uncontrollable excitement she felt to be able to tell her beloved what she had learned thanks to her favorite teacher, her heart did not feel that way, it seemed that inside her, a cold and lonely storm was about to begin, and when she arrived, agitated from running so many stairs, she found her soulmate, he sat on the floor, hugging his knees as he sobbed softly.

"Sev?" she whispered, remaining standing while she caught her breath, trying to understand what was happening. She repeated his name once more, this time taking a few slow steps closer to him, without receiving any attention from him. "Are you okay? Sorry I'm late. I ran into Draco in the hallway and I couldn't get him away."

The pale boy only raised his face, illuminated by the moonlight, which made him look even whiter and highlighted the reddish mark on his cheek. She frightened, quickly kneeling down beside him, cupping his face delicately like a fragile and valuable piece of art.

"Sev, who did this to you?" Her small hand slowly tucked his strands of dark hair behind his ear, while he closed his eyes, remembering that moment, his tears rolling down until they were lost in his black cloak. "It was… your father, right?"

He focused slowly, looking out the window, ashamed of what had happened, not knowing how to tell her everything without making her feel guilty.

"If… if you want to tell me, I'll always listen." Her hand slowly lowered to his, taking it slowly. This action made the young man look at her with a combination of love and fear. "If you don't want to do it now, that's okay. Take your time, and when you're ready, I'll listen, okay?"

"You're not going to abandon me like he did, right?" His broken voice made her feel a knot in the center of her chest as she quickly shook her head.

"Never, Sev, have we made many plans, almost planned a life together, because you say so?"

''My father says it's dangerous to be around you… because of your father, your brother…''

''Sev, you know that Barty and I don't talk at all, he's much older than me and he's always been cruel and mean, he has no reason to interfere in my life, he's not even part of it…''

"I know" Severus exclaimed making her jump a little "I know and I don't understand why he cares so much from one moment to the next about who i am dating or what becomes of your life, he ruined my mother's life because of a woman who never loved him, he ruined my life by abandoning me when it wasn't my fault and then wanting to appear to be a part of it and manipulate me into being unhappy like him, I hate that everyone thinks I'm weak and that I can't do anything for myself" his pale hands tangled in his black hair as he hid his face sobbing in helplessness

"I… I don't believe that" her legs relaxed a little making them rest stretched out next to his (which were much longer than hers) almost curling up next to him "I believe the opposite Sev, you are very brave, brilliant and with a single heart, I don't know what happened to your father or why he made those decisions, But I don't think he wants to hurt you either. However, if you don't want to see him again, remember that we only have one year left until we leave this place, and we will go far away together, always together, as we promised. I will never leave you or think that you are not enough, and it doesn't matter if you want to work at the Ministery or… selling potions in Diagon Alley, I will always be proud of you and I will be the proudest of you to see you achieve your dreams every day.

As McGonagall had explained, Severus, despite his immense pain, his heart felt relieved, little by little as she hug him feeling her heart beat beating slowly against his chest as she looked at him, while her soft hand caressed his face, wiping away his tears. The Amorimancy was doing its work again, her heart healing his.

That night, the kiss they shared no longer felt like two children in love playing hide-and-seek with their teachers; they both felt they belonged together, destined by the same heart that was born with half of the other.

But YN knew she had to do something, this time in secret from Sev, and that was to talk to Professor Snape… her father-in-law.

She waited for things to calm down a bit after Cedric Diggory's death and all the changes that had happened with the Dark Lord's return. After finishing her Potions class, she asked to talk about something (which Snape almost refused, but curious about how his son was doing, he accepted without showing interest).

As soon as the classroom emptied, Snape finished erasing the blackboard manually, even though he could have easily done it with magic they both looked into each other's eyes, YN felt a little curious, seeing Professor Snape like this, alone in front of each other, made her see that he and Sev were exactly the same. It was like seeing the man she loved in the future, a future in which she knew they would still be together, loving each other as much as they did today.

"Do you need something, child?" Snape hid his hands in his cloak, looking at her in an indifferent and challenging manner.

"Yes, I've come to ask your permission to continue dating Severus…" Her sigh, followed by a swallow, echoed off the walls of the dark hall.

"You, coming to ask my permission to date my son, that's never going to happen." His agile legs quickly descended a couple of steps, almost facing her, challenging her to a duel to the death. "You are the Crouch heiress, the Minister's princess. I know what classes like you are like, arrogant and self-centered. You only play with my son so you can have me dominated as a professor, but that's never going to happen…"

"You are wrong, I will not deny that my father loves me with all his heart, I am his youngest daughter, but I don't think that is an insult that you don't know about. I know that you love Severus equally, but calling me self-centered and arrogant? I've never shown myself to be one, even when I endure mockery and comments behind my back for being the daughter of an influential man, I endure and smile pretending not to hear anything so as not to prove myself to be something I'm not. I love Severus, as much as he loves me and whether you approve of that or not is something that will not come between us, we have one year here, one year to leave and never see him again, I know you're not doing this so I'll get away from him because I'm a bad option, in itself, in your eyes no one is suitable for your son, because he is perfect, he is your best creation and he is your whole heart, but he is also my heart and I promise you that I will take care of him and love him as much as you could if you would only stop behaving so cold and harshly with him. "

Snape's eyes looked at her, softening a little more with each second. That girl, much smaller than the Snapes, had him in the palm of her hand, ready to be crushed if she so desired. His heart was beating like a war drum. He studied her words carefully to find where to uncover her lies, but he gave up when he realized she had spoken sincerely from the moment she entered that classroom.

"Severus is an honest, kind man with such polished values ​​that it's scary to make a mistake in front of him. He's loyal, he's an excellent friend, and an irreplaceable human being. I know he brought that out of you, but deep down, he's still an abandoned child, who wonders daily what he did wrong to make his father leave his side… I don't judge you, because I don't know your reasons for doing so, but I know that something very serious must have happened for you to make that decision."

This time, Snape was speechless; his heart had already stopped. She had destroyed him with her words, and every word that came out of her mouth was one truth after another. It was exactly what he wanted for his son: a firm and direct woman, with a clear mind, who would lose her fear of fighting for those she loved, even if this person was the most feared by all the students.

He felt his legs tremble; she stumbled a little, holding onto her desk while covering her mouth, trying to hold back her tears. She had his little baby protected and loved, which he couldn't do for fear of being hurt, but she couldn't know what was happening. She was still a student, and his secret couldn't be revealed, not for now.

"Professor," YN ran to him, helping him hold on, worried.

"I want…" His eyes fell on hers again. His furrowed eyebrows framed Snape's face, strange to see, worried, almost melancholic, and vulnerable. "I want you to promise me something."

YN look at him with attention, fearful and worried, as she held her professor's arm.

"You're going to take care of him, like I never did, and you're going to love him more than I could ever show him. He's my whole life, and when you both understand the reasons for things i do, I hope you'll forgive me."

"Professor Snape, I promise I'll take care of him and love him as I have until today. My heart holds no ill will for you. I know you love him very much, and that's why you did what you did."

Snape, this time, no longer saw her as a stranger, a uncomfortable student to see with her smile and flushed cheeks in the corridors.

Or worse, watching how a life between her and his son stars, wishing he were the one laughing with him and sharing moments among books learning about the best potions. This time, she was already part of his family.

His arms wrapped around her, almost covering her completely with his dark, flowing cloak, an intimate and almost familial moment.

She was now his daughter. Now, Snape's mind couldn't stop thinking about millions of things about the future, and how, if Harry Potter's prophecy were fulfilled, it might not allow him to see everything he thought and almost fantasized about.

He would miss the opportunity to meet his son again, hug him and tell him how much he loved him, how he could miss see him marry that brave girl and be able to see them dance again in love like in that christmas ball, he would meet his grandchildren, play with them and teach them how to make potions from their early years, life was giving him a new opportunity to have a family, but the prophecy was also putting him in danger of missing all of that.

Part 2?...

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The Slytherin Princess - Severus Snape ( Young ) x YN Black

Just a little of what I have in mind for young Severus, I hope you like it and give me your opinions so I can continue writing.

Plot: Young Severus Snape finds a true friendship in Y/N Black, Sirius's feared cousin and younger sister of the terrifying Bellatrix, little knowing that the scent of amortentia belonged to her.

Themes: Romance / Adventure / Fluff / Angst

Chapter 1

The Slytherin Princess

Sometimes, just sometimes, the heart is confused by finding a little affection. That was what Severus felt for Lily: love out of compassion.

The poor, defenseless child, abandoned to his fate by a submissive mother and an abusive father who had never felt true affection. How could such a defenseless being have honest feelings in his heart if they had never shown it to him? It was then, when Lily agreed to be his friend, that his heart made him believe it was the only thing he deserved and that she would forever belong to him.

That was until little Lily, in her innocence and following her heart, decided that she belonged in her Gryffindor house and would remain by the side of the man who, from day one, would make the lonely Snape's life even more impossible, James Potter.

Even when the soul is confused, you cannot manipulate it to follow the wrong path, even when you believe it is the right one. And the innocent "Snivellus" did not know that his soulmate would be the most powerful in every way.

YN Drusilla Astaria Black, born to Druella and Cygnus Black, the youngest of the family and the most loved and protected by her sisters, Bellatrix, Andromeda, and Narcissa, nothing could be wrong with the girl with Y/C/H hair and enchanting eyes, except for being a member of the aristocratic House of Black, as well as the sister of Bellatrix, the youngest Death Eater currently and a follower of the Dark Lord.

Every Slytherin feared the presence of this fragile but imposing girl. She had no friends, no suitors, and her daily life was based on reading and secretly practicing magic. Sometimes, when she got bored of practicing the spells she already knew by heart, she liked to go to the third-floor bathrooms to chat with her talkative friend Myrtle.

"You know, you're the only girl who dares to come here without laughing at me. You're very different from your sister." The girl with big eyes and round glasses reminded the heiress of the Black how different she was from her older sister whenever she had the chance.

"Sometimes I wish everyone else could see me the way you see me, Myrtle, even if it's just taking the time to know my name and not call me Nepotrix." Her bright Y/E/C eyes would moisten whenever she remembered that she would never fit in with the "normal" boys at school.

Her thoughts came and went. It wasn't possible that of all her sisters, she had the noblest heart, and yet, because of the reputation of her ancestors, no one noticed, and absolutely everyone decided to avoid her. She felt like a failure. Those thoughts echoed so loudly in her head that she didn't notice that as she walked, her tunic became tangled in the grass, and the laughter of some mischievous children sounded from behind a large oak tree.

"Who wants to see Snivellus's underwear?" James Potter shouted to his friends as they all laughed and pointed his wand at the thin and shy black-haired boy that YN often found alone reading in the Slytherin room - Expelliarmus

Y/N watched as the pale boy's wand flew out, leaving him unarmed as he was cornered against the oak tree.

"Look guys, he's scared," the bespectacled boy chuckled, pointing his wand at the pale neck covered in strands of black hair.

Her books fell to the floor with a loud thud, making Remus turn around, wiping off his smile. He knew her, he knew she was the best in Charms class and wouldn't hesitate to defend someone from her house.

"James," the brown-haired boy called after him slowly. "James…stop."

´´I haven't even started yet, Moony.´´James laughed, moving away from the cornered boy, swinging his wand, making the pale boy float in the air while he was clearly short of breath.

´´Stupefy ´´The young witch's black and gold wand barely pointed at the Bully when a transparent wave came out of the tip, causing him to lose his balance and fall stunned. The impact of the suspended boy's body on the floor made the entire group of worried boys not know where to look, stunned and disoriented. "Who's next? You think you're very brave for being in a group, but I assure you, you're cowards. Go away!" the girl shouted angrily without lowering her wand.

While the Gryffindor group helped their leader and left as quickly as possible, some stumbling, looking back from time to time, making sure they didn't receive a hex from behind.

"Are you okay?" Y/N looked at him worriedly, putting her wand in her robes as she quickly approached to help him get up from the floor. "Did you hurt yourself?"

The boy didn't say anything, he didn't even look at her, ashamed and humiliated by what had happened. It was obvious that it wasn't the first time, but in the same way, no one had previously witnessed it and they had realized how ridiculed he was by his school enemies.

''You have… something on your face'' carefully her soft hand tried to arrange his black strands of hair but he just walked away growling a little ´´I'm sorry no… I shouldn't have dared to do that .. ´´ she sighed looking at the floor embarrassed, she knew how uncomfortable her presence was for everyone and it was obvious that there was no difference with the pale boy ´´ I hope you get better ´´ she smiled a little moving away to pick up her books from the floor arranging them carefully in her arm to walk away slowly, looking for another refuge where she could read without disturbing even those she wanted to help

But that day as she walked away this time that shy boy looked at her, not like he normally did with everyone else, with fear and worry that she would come back and hurt him, if not, that day something inside Severus changed, he felt his heart beat strongly and as the evening breeze blew through the leaves of the trees he could recognize a scent that made him furrow his eyebrows and cover his nose, that scent that He had only smelled the scent of night breezes and roses in Potions classes before, making his stomach churn and tingle inside him.

That night, poor Severus didn't sleep. He constantly stared at the moon through his bedroom window, and when he grew tired of this, he turned to stare at the ceiling.

For her part, Y/N's eyes couldn't take their eyes off the same moon Severus occasionally gazed at, wondering what she had to do to feel more supported and loved by her classmates.

Even though sometimes those thoughts were suppressed by the memory of that pale, quiet boy. Was he still okay? Did he still feel pain from that fall, or was his ego bruised? His dark eyes were beautiful, she thought, smiling slightly, barely feeling embarrassed by her own thoughts.

The next morning she headed quickly towards Professor McGonagall's classroom, her favorite teacher despite being a Gryffindor. She entered quickly hoping she hadn't arrived late enough, stopping next to that quiet and mysterious boy who barely looked at her through his strands of hair. But she didn't want to make him uncomfortable any more than she possibly already had, so she took a deep breath and turned to Sirius, her cousin, while clearing her throat, making the curls of her hair jump as she turned her head curiously.

"Well, well, what's my favorite cousin doing here? Do you miss me?" The heckler laughed, causing James and Peter to do the same in chorus behind her.

"I miss kicking your ass like my sisters do." Her books hit the table without taking her eyes off him as she sat down abruptly, pushing him a little. "I see. If sitting with your own family bothers you so much, why don't you just leave and sit next to your weak and pathetic friend, huh?" His slender fingers moved a strand of hair from her face, causing her to look at him in annoyance. "Maybe I need help, just like yesterday." "You son of a bitch…" The door opened, prompting everyone to settle into their seats and pay attention to the respected teacher.

This time, the class was about Transfiguration, a subject that interested Y/N deeply, so much so that she had been reading about it daily in her quest to become a shapeshifter like her favorite teacher. But Severus, that poor boy, couldn't stop paying attention to Y/N. Every time she bent down to write, her hair cascaded over her shoulders, her smooth skin shone with the lit candles, and her legs looked like a pair of porcelain adorned with those dark stockings. Why was he paying so much attention to her? This time, he hadn't even noticed Lily sitting closest to him, and as soon as McGonagall announced the end of class, he practically ran out, trying to hide as far away as possible so as not to be found by the Marauders or any other students who had started making a habit of bothering him.

During the night, YN, as usual, went up to the abandoned bathroom, the one where she chatted with her only friend, Myrtle.

"I met a new boy today," the girl with glasses laughed as she circled near the window. "He's so handsome, somewhat, and with eyes as dark as if they were empty."

´´Really?" Her mortal friend laughed, looking at her as she turned the page in her book. "And what was his name?"

´´Hmm, I don't remember." The ghost approached her, curious, making a gesture of innocence and mischief. "I think it was… Sev… Bastian, or… maybe…"

´´Severus?´´ YN replied as the innocent dead girl fluttered around clapping her hands. ´´How do you know Severus?´´

´´Oh, are you jealous?´´ He laughed childishly covering his mouth ´´He's just my friend, you know. I talked to him a little and he told me he likes a girl. He said she was pretty and very smart, that her scent reminded him of the autumn night breeze and the flowers in the common room'' Myrtle smiled floating while YN smiled a little feeling a lump in her chest and her hands squeezed her book. ´´It's possibly not even you.´´

You're such a wretch. - YN threw her book so hard that it went through the misty form of the floating girl while she laughed mischievously hiding in a cubicle. ´´ Of course I'm pretty and smart, silly girl´´ She stood up abruptly grabbing her book from the floor while taking long strides towards the door, leaving without realizing that when she turned in the hallway she would collide with a cold and hard form making her stumble. The only thing stopping her from falling to the floor was a pair of hands that held her by her arms. ´´ I'm… sorry, I… I don't I saw´´

Did you hurt yourself? - a cold, deep voice made her look up, barely noticing in the moonlight that pale face adorned by pitch-black hair. She barely managed to shake her head as she adjusted her robes and picked up her book. ´´ I'm sorry, I didn't see you either.´´

´´Yes, it's… it's okay, don't worry.´´ she smiled at him embarrassedly, trying to get past him to return to the dormitory, but their clumsiness made them dance a couple of times, each trying to go their own way, making both teenagers laugh embarrassedly, hearing for the first time that deep laugh from the silent Snape. ´´I'm sorry… ´´ They both erased their smiles, hearing footsteps and James's voice whispering, while at the beginning of the corridor they could see

They both erased their smiles as they heard footsteps and James's whispering voice, while at the beginning of the corridor they could see the group of Marauders walking with their wands performing the Lumus Charm.

"Shit," the dark-haired girl sighed, "it's my cousin and his stupid friends." She looked at him with round eyes, taking Severus's arm and pulling him away. "Let's go, they'll probably come for you."

"But…" the boy barely followed her, tripping over his robes as he looked back fearfully, listening to the group's shoes echo on the floor of the abandoned corridor as they tried to run.

"They're moving away, this way," Sirius shouted in a whisper.

"Come on…" YN pulled Snape, both of them hiding behind a column while she put her book in her robes. "Do you trust me?" Severus looked at her curiously. Of course he didn't trust her. He barely knew her. She was a Black, Sirius's cousin, and the sister of a Death Eater. Of course he didn't trust her. "I don't care. You'll just have to trust me. Hug me."

"What?" Severus looked at her nervously and astonished. How dare she ask him to do that?

"Hug me quickly." He barely managed to wrap his arms around her as she stood on her toes, wrapping her arms around his slender neck. Severus felt a sensation of suffocation and imbalance, falling suddenly onto a smooth, hard surface. "I'm sorry, I always let you fall."

He barely managed to open his eyes, noticing with difficulty that he was in the Slytherin common room. Fortunately, there was no one around. He was lying on the dark carpet in the middle of the great hall, his head spinning repeatedly as he watched the girl easily get up.

"What… was that?" His face looked scared, almost incredulous at what had happened as she smiled, sitting in the black leather armchair, looking at him almost amused.

"I teleported us both. It's a simple spell, but it requires concentration. One day I can teach you if you want. Can I help you?" Her smooth hand approached him carefully, but again he rejected her, standing up only to shake his robes.

"How do you know? They were looking for me?" He looked at her worriedly, standing without moving, waiting for an answer.

"Me? It's probably because of their stupid map." "Which map?" "The Marauder's Map" is a silly parchment that Sirius and his friends have. On it, they can see all the names of teachers and students within the Hogwarts grounds, and the map shows where they are going and where they are. "So, that's how they always manage to find me?" He looked at her worriedly. "I'm afraid so." She looked at him sadly. "I'm so sorry about how my cousin treated you. He's just as much of an idiot to me, but my sisters tend to scare him."

She smiled, making him look down, not avoiding her friendly gesture, but avoiding her smile and the blush that had turned her face behind the strands of her hair.

"Well, Sev, I hope I've helped you today. Good night." She smiled at him again, getting up slowly, walking beside him to the girls' wing, once again sending him that scent of night breeze and roses.

"Good night," whispered the outcast boy.

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Kicked puppy demeanour 💔💔💔

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I've been obssesed whit young Severus and i need write about him, would you read it? I need public!!

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Hiii!! I really enjoyed your headcanon of PSH!! I hope you write a series of him or Jeon Jae-jun. If you do, please please please tag me 😫🤍 thank you and I hope you have an amazing day!

Hi!! I already start a seriea about Jeon Jae Joon, sorry I didn’t tag you on the first two episodes, I would tag you on the next ones, thanks for reading 💕✨

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hey i loved your park sung hoon x reader head cannons!! is there any way you’d consider writing more? i dont see anyone writing for him and id really love to read more about him

Hi!! Sure i would be writing about him on his actual situation (actor) and with other scenarios with AU 🤍✨

Thanks for reading 💕

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I lowkey miss talking to you back from when we were friends ://

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You’re scaring me 😿 haha

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Hi! I was wondering can you do Park Sunghoon headcannons falling for a quiet and shy person? Thanks!

Of course! Im working on it ☺️💕

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Our Glory - Jeon Jae Joon x Fem Reader pt2

Plot: Jae Joon leave South Korea to avoid being part of a violence scandal and arrives in America to start his life again, finding the love of his life who makes him feel human for the first time. Despite the distance, no matter how much he avoids his reality, the ghost of his past will reach him wherever he is endangering everything he has achieved.

Genre: Romance, Fluff, Violence, Angst, Drama Warning: Themes of school violence, abuse of power, minors being harassed, harsh language.

A/N: The story is inspired by The Glory, however, some time periods have changed as well as situations where the protagonist will be part of changing some original scenes.

I appreciate you reading and being part of this new story, as always I hope to please your readers' hearts.

I'll be back soon.

Jae Joon seemed to lose his personality every time you came and your oxygen mixed with his, your simple presence was a sign of salvation for his employees because they knew that he would stop his rude and violent attitude.

It wasn't that he pretended to be nice, he was just so stupidly in love that he even forgot who he was.

You're a son of a bitch, you're useless, do I have to do everything myself? Huh? - Jae Joon pushed his guard making him crash into a wall while the man just looked down in shame

Babe? - your voice made his jaw relax as he turned around hastily worried that you might have seen that scene

Baby, what are you doing here? - his smile formed wide as he hugged you by the waist lifting you a little in the air - how is my favorite girl doing?

I passed by here and came to visit you - you smiled hugging him by the neck kissing his lips leaving a light trace of your lip gloss on them

You arrived just in time, I was starting to miss you - he smiled carefully lowering you adjusting your blouse - are you staying to eat with me?

I don't think so, I have an appointment with the florist and then I'll go pick out the veil for my wedding dress - you smiled at him wiping the lipstick off his lips

You'll be the most beautiful bride of all - he kissed your cheek making you laugh like a teenager in love, both feeling for a moment that nothing around you existed

Both of you seemed to have no notion of time and wanted to rush everything, by then a huge ring adorned your left hand, it was beautiful and exotic very different from the generic rings that your friends boasted.

It shine with every ray of sunlight that hit the perfect shaped stone, always being the topic of conversation at the meetings where now you no longer accompanied your parents as part of the Y/L/N family but instead you presented yourself on Jae Joon's arm as the future Mrs. Jeon, causing annoyance to the dozens of people who once approached your family hoping to create a bond and you rejected their annoying sons.

Life was perfect, while you chose the ideal flowers for the wedding and tried the desserts that would be served at the reception you forgot that you ever doubted that this moment would come, everything was happiness.

Maybe we can take some of the fabric from here and adjust it - you looked at the dressmaker through the mirror while you touched your waist detailing the last adjustments of your wedding dress

I understand, how do you like the train of the dress? - she smiled at you placing a couple of pins in the leftover fabric - would you like it to be a little longer?

No, I think it's fine, I wouldn't want to trip walking down the aisle - you laughed looking at the back of your dress

You'll be a beautiful bride, your fiance must be very lucky to have you - she smiled at you adjusting the veil looking at you with adoration

I think so - you smiled looking at her feeling your phone vibrate, lately Jae Joon had become very insistent in his messages, sending you loving texts and images of every movement he made

I'll go get the other veil for you to try on - the dressmaker smiled leaving giving you your space while you unlocked your phone looking at the message from an unknown phone

''Will you be a very happy bride?''

With this message, it would be the third one you received in the last month, all coming from an unknown phone, always different and with a foreign area code

Miss, is everything okay? - The young girl looked at you worriedly, bringing you out of your thoughts, smiling at her as you locked your phone again to go with her to the center of the room.

Yes, excuse me - you sighed nervously, looking at her, trying to make it seem like everything was okay - please show me the other veil.

Of course, this one will be for the reception, it's shorter and has a more subtle fall - the girl explained to you while your head spun, thinking a thousand things at once.

Trying to remember if you had done something to bother someone to receive that kind of subtly annoying messages that worried you.

That night you felt like you wanted to tell Jae Joon everything, it wasn't like everything you told him wasn't enough already, but sometimes you decided to keep certain things to yourself to avoid him getting upset, not exactly with you but with others and causing an annoying situation.

Like the time you told him that the Peterson's son kept sending you messages to go out with him again (even though you had made it clear to him almost a year ago that you wasn't interested) and he didn't take long to show up at his company offices making a fuss so he would stop bothering you, a split lip was the least you think he could give him.

After dinner and making sure that the people who helped him at home went to rest (something you implemented since you came to live in his apartment) you both agreed that it was a good idea to rest in the Jacuzzi, something you had taken as a habit to relax and talk about their day.

Sometimes you didn't even say a single word, you just relaxed with each other's presence, but he wasn't stupid, he noticed every change in you and he could tell that you weren't completely calm

Is something wrong? - he murmured, arranging your hair to the side of your neck, feeling your bare back better against his chest

Yes, just… I'm a little tired - you sighed without opening your eyes, making yourself better comfortable near him

How about I skip work tomorrow and go with you to see the wedding pending? - he smiled when he saw you barely nod - anyway, I wanted to ask you to go with me to see the last details of our house, I would like the new decoration to be how you like it and I need your opinion

Yes, that's okay - you smiled barely, snuggling into his chest with a thousand ideas running through your head - Can I… tell you something?

Whatever you want… -

But do you promise not to get mad? - you looked at him barely blinking at something he found adorable

How could I be mad at you? Don't ever think that love, look at me - his arms took your waist moving you like a weightless piece on his legs making you look at him head on - don't ever think that something about you bothers me, it doesn't matter that I'll always listen to you, do you understand?

Yes it is… I just don't want you to be upset you know with… someone else..- you looked at him shyly sighing nervously

Someone else? - his gaze darkened tensing his jaw- who did something to you?

No… it's not something like… someone did something to me… it's just that..- you sighed again looking at your hands between the bubbles in the bathtub- for… a couple of weeks I've been receiving messages…

messages?… are they from that bastard Peterson? -

No…no it's not him…I don't really know who it is actually…it's just that they are strange messages, like…I don't know, like asking me things, I haven't even answered, in fact I blocked the first number and then I received another one and…that's what it's been happening..-

Show me those messages - he sighed deeply massaging the bridge of his nose while you took your phone and showed him the series of messages

''You are the light in his darkness, it would be a shame if he was blinded and forgot his reality''

''Are you funny? It will help when you see him cry''

''Will you be a happy bride?''

These sons of bitches - he sighed again holding all the air in his lungs in a scream of frustration throwing your phone against the wall making it break into a thousand pieces, realizing his mistake when he saw you jump scared looking at him with fear - I'm sorry babe - he hugged you quickly making you feel confused - you don't have to worry, I'll change your phone number and we'll only give it to the really important people okay? No one else, I don't want these bastards to keep bothering you

A thousand names ran through his head, maybe one of your ex dates, Yeo-Jin even the starving Hye-Jeon, whoever it was he wasn't going to let them ruin his perfect life by your side.

Absolutely nothing could go wrong and if it did, he would fix it for you.

His eyes kept moving around the place where the reception was going to take place, an exclusive and elegant garden with a view of the city as you both liked, he could listen to you talk and talk without letting go of your hand.

I would like there to be hundreds of gardenias on the tables, for the whole place to smell like flowers - you smiled looking at the options to decorate the guests' tables making the organizer look at you smiling somewhat distrustful of your choice

Gardenias are a bit expensive, could I recommend some other flower or style to decorate the tables - he smiled confident of his comments writing in his notebook

Hey.. - Jae joon looked at him without missing a detail with his predatory eyes - if my wife wants hundreds of flowers you will get them, do you understand?

Yes, it's just an opinion…

We don't need your opinion, you're going to do what she wants and that's it - he looked him up and down smiling mockingly rolling his eyes annoyed by nosy people

Sometimes, even though you didn't share his dominant character, seeing him have that kind of reaction made you feel good, his possessive and jealous attitude was most of the time a compliment for you even though you felt bad about it afterwards but ''That's how men are'' your mother always repeated to you when you told her how Jae Joon acted on certain occasions.

After all, that's love, isn't it?

That's what you always told yourself to make yourself feel better after every outburst of anger your husband had, never against you, always against those who contradicted you or questioned your ideas or his, a bad habit that you normalized over time.

On your wedding day, it was like a fairy tale written in reality, your mother helped you put on your expensive designer dress, your long veil for the altar and your hands adorned with your expensive engagement ring.

On the way to the altar you could notice familiar faces and others not so familiar, Sara was one of them, smiling like crazy (drugged) watching your pretty dress float down the aisle.

Yeo-Jin couldn't control her jealousy and envy as she watched how you broke all her expectations, being a beautiful and elegant bride making her feel insecure and tiny comparing you to her on her wedding day, how was that bastard's wife going to beat her? It was unforgivable for her.

Hye-Jeong hated you, just that, she hated you, you had stolen Jae Joon's heart without putting in the effort she had tried for years, she felt inferior and humiliated in the dress Sara had give to her to attend your wedding, feeling nauseous every time you and Jae Joon smiled at each other wishing she was the one in your place.

You are the most beautiful daughter I could win Y/N - Mr. Jeon, now your father-in-law smiled at you hugging you just after finishing the ceremony - you did a great job Jae Joon, you have a beautiful woman, now please do not take long to give me grandchildren

Dad..shut up - Jae Joon looked at him disgusted feeling a little embarrassed while you smiled blushing a little

Congratulations Joon - Yeo-Jin smiled holding her cigarette followed by the two girls with mixed emotions- it was a beautiful wedding

Love, this is Yeo-Jin an old friend, Hye-Jeong and Sara, you already know her - Jae Joon looked at them a little defiantly knowing how to interpret the attitudes of each one with his years of experience knowing them

A pleasure - you smiled a little cleverly looking at them, receiving a hypocritical smile from Yeo-Jin and a pale and emotionless face from Hye-Jeong - Jae Joon has told me a little about You

Really? What an honor, I hope it's just new things - Yeo-Jin laughed smoking a little more making you feel strange for his sarcastic answers

If you don't mind - Your now husband noticed it, holding your hand smiling kindly - we have to go

This time, you smile (hypocritical) as you passed by her made two of the three girls look at you with hatred while Sara said goodbye waving her hand excitedly out of this planet

Wow, she's so cute, like a princess - Sara smiled lost in your dress receiving a blow from Yeo-Jin making her react annoyed while rubbing her arm - what's wrong with you bitch?

Shut your mouth you damn drug addict - Hye-Jeong looked at her annoyed

The rest of the night none of the three girls could believe what they saw when they saw how Jae Joon behaved next to you, it seemed like he was another person, his loving attitude and dedication to make you happy in the least had them surprised.

Look at him - Hye-Jeong sighed leaning on her hand watching how you took a piece of cake with a fork and brought it to Jae Joon's mouth making him eat while both laughed in love - if any of us had done that, he would have taken that fork and stuck it in our eye, he's a bastard

He's a bastard because you're jealous - Sara laughed drinking from her glass - accept it you poor, starving girl, he would never have noticed you, you're poor, ugly and have no sense of fashion, look at her, she's a foreigner with nice tits and the most expensive bags you can imagine, she's a lucky bitch.

You can shut your mouths - Yeo-Jin looked at them annoyed rolling her eyes- she's just a bitch, if she knew everything that son of a bitch did and why he fled the country in such a hurry I assure you that she wouldn't even have noticed him, she's too pure for that problematic bastard

Well there's nothing we can do now, is he already a tied man or not Hye-Jeon? - Sara laughed mockingly smoking making the short-haired woman look at her annoyed crossing her arms

We'll see how long their love story lasts, when she knows who Jeon Jae Joon really is she'll send him to hell..-

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Our Glory - Jeon Jae Joon x Fem Reader

Plot: Jae Joon leave South Korea to avoid being part of a violence scandal and arrives in America to start his life again, finding the love of his life who makes him feel human for the first time. Despite the distance, no matter how much he avoids his reality, the ghost of his past will reach him wherever he is endangering everything he has achieved.

Genre: Romance, Fluff, Violence, Angst, Drama Warning: Themes of school violence, abuse of power, minors being harassed, harsh language.

A/N: The story is inspired by The Glory, however, some time periods have changed as well as situations where the protagonist will be part of changing some original scenes.

I appreciate you reading and being part of this new story, as always I hope to please your readers' hearts.

I'll be back soon.

No one would dare to approach the daughter of the most sought-after heir in all New york, in fact no one would even think of marrying a girl as independent and grown up as you.

Your single status was a myth in the chats of the women of your class, how could such a pretty girl, with so much class, be single, hadn't she found someone at her level? Dozens of boys had asked you out because their parents had forced them to do it, that was what the line was, an heir with an heiress, right? But you decided to shoo each one of them away like flies on fresh flowers, too spoiled, arrogant, lazy, they weren't your type.

That night, the night of the charity gala where all the millionaires seemed to attend only to boast about how much their company had given to charitable causes seemed like just another boring night, with nothing to do but stand next to your parents smiling holding a glass of the most expensive (and disgusting) wine that you barely sipped.

Sir, nice to meet you again - a man with a foreign accent and Asian features approached and shook your father's hand before bowing slightly to your mother and you.

The pleasure is mine Mr. Jeon, It would be nice to meet at the club for breakfast one day. How long will you be in town this time? - your father smiled kindly. Despite his status and large bank account, you could tell and presume that he was a generous man with a good heart, and it always made you feel good to hear that you were just like him.

Fortunately this time we will stay a little longer, we are planning to live in America, I have some business in mind and I have started to build a club in this part of the country, you know, bring a little bit of Korea to America so they can get to know a little bit about us - both men continued chatting, laughing perhaps pretending that one was interested in the other's talk

You just sighed and looked around, your high heels were starting to hurt in your heels, your hand was perhaps already numb from holding the same glass all night

Jae Joon how nice that you came - Mr. Jeon smiled patting his son's back making a gesture of displeasure when he noticed the aroma of cigarettes on his clothes - I want you to meet Mr. Y / L/N he is a great friend and excellent partner in bussiness

A pleasure sir - the man offered his hand shaking it firmly with a smile that made his cheeks become plump giving a tender touch to his face

Jae Joon I have heard a lot about you, it is a pleasure to finally meet you -Your father smiled looking at your mother and then lightly took your arm making you turn your face in a surprised way looking forward- this is Y/N my daughter

Nice to meet you miss - Jae Joon smiled at you slightly tilting his head making you respond with just a shy smile

''Another prospect for the inheritance again'' you thought feeling annoyed and bored of the same dynamic every time your father met the son of a bussines partner

It wasn't very difficult to think about it, you could take care of the business, for some reason you had finished college at the best school in Europe, you had experience and many times you were able to support your father in difficult decisions, what was the problem after all, you didn't need a man to be successful.

When you finally got out of the crowd and the air hit your face you breathed a sigh of relief, it didn't matter that it was cold outside, it was almost the end of November but it was still better than being suffocated between expensive perfumes and the aroma of hundreds of exotic dishes that you hated.

You found the first stone bench on the balcony decorated with plants to sit and rest, the pain in your ankles was a burning sensation that you felt constantly but you were forced to endure to look "elegant"

Are you bored too? - a deep and velvety voice made you come out of your trance while you slowly massaged your ankle

Excuse me? - you looked at him confused

People here are boring just talking about money and business - he sighed bringing a cigarette to her mouth lighting it quickly - you don't mind me smoking, right?

No, I was leaving anyway - you smiled at him kindly standing up to enter the large hall again

You know - his voice made you turn around looking at him not at all curious, just not seeming rude and leaving him talking to himself - I don't know many people around here, I'm new in town and it would be nice, I don't know, to go out someday to get to know each other, after all I'll be around here for a long time

I don't usually work as a tour guide Mr. Jeon, excuse me - you smiled ironically turning around annoyed at getting the same thing again every time someone met you, a boring date proposal

Your answer had frozen him in place, he had never gotten a rejection from any girl, in fact the women in his country fought to get even a little attention from him, this caused him a feeling of rejection that he had never felt, in fact, in these cases his anger would have shot up breaking a couple of plants and damaging the property but as much as he tried to get upset he couldn't find where he had kept that feeling, he simply felt alone and rejected.

With the days you became more and more convinced that you would probably never find an honest man, in your class they didn't exist, they only looked for contacts and last names, it was clear that was why most of them looked for you and to be honest it wasn't something you were looking for, you enjoyed your single life, going out with your friends and doing everything as you wanted without giving explanations to anyone, although sometimes, you couldn't help but feel jealous and lonely seeing how most of them had someone to share with.

Nobody is at your level or maybe you just aren't lucky enough? - Ashley laughed, drinking from her glass with her left hand, showing off her (third) engagement ring

I can have any man I want, but that doesn't mean I'll go to bed with everyone, it's not my style - you smiled at her, drinking, making your other friends laugh

Oh yeah? And who have you wanted? Because we've never met anyone, right? - she smiled mockingly, making your friends erase their smiles, settling down a bit

Danielle was a little smarter, she changed the topic of the conversation to avoid awkwardness among the group, but in your head you couldn't stop thinking about your parents' words.

''I'm getting old, I'd like to see you have a happy life like mine, I'd like to have grandchildren, that's all''

''SaeHyeon has talked to me a lot about his son, he told me that he asked you out and you didn't accept, he seems very interested in you, why don't you give him a chance?''

Maybe… after all, they were right.

So, a couple of weeks later you decided to change your lifestyle and go for what everyone said was "wonderful." Your father was surprised to see you ready in your sportswear to accompany him to the Jeon golf course. He knew you perfectly so he didn't mention anything and just gave you a slight smile so as not to make you uncomfortable with your decision where you clearly weren't interested in talking about business.

The trip was short and when you arrived you were surprised by the architecture so elegant and different from that of your country, very minimalist and clean, the rooms were large, with furniture that combined perfectly and large windows, you could hear your father talking to a partner in the distance but your attention was totally given to the beauty of the place.

After a while and after having breakfast in the large room full of tables and delicious food you were able to go out to see the gardens, the golf carts passed by and every step you took showed you natural places where people showed their skills on the game.

Y/N?…what a surprise to see you here - Jae Joon smiled approaching while a couple of men watched him walk away with worried faces - go do your jobs, I'll see you later - he looked at them pushing them away with his hand making both of them leave almost running - I didn't know you were a member of the club

I'm not, my father came to talk to some members and I decided to accompany him - you smiled a little holding your sports bag with both hands

Don't worry, you can come here whenever you want, I'll tell them to let you in without bothering you with memberships or that paperwork - his smile didn't fade making you find him cute - would you like to come see the place with me?

Sure - you smiled at him again walking beside him with slow steps looking around as he talked about how many golf gardens they had, how many tennis courts and other boring ''rich'' people sports

What do you think? - His gaze was curious, as if looking for proof of you in the newly opened place

It's very nice, I've never seen anything so elegant and beautiful - you smiled looking at the small flower garden that adorned one side of an artificial lake

Do you like flowers? - he ask you curious

Yes, they're pretty, gardenias are my favorites - you looked at him nodding, returning your gaze to the lake where some people were practicing with their canoes

I'll ask them to plant gardenias all around the lake, how about a couple of benches too, so whenever you want to come and smell them you can sit comfortably on them - he smile moving his hands in front of both like designing the new additions to the place

What?…no it's not necessary…

Of course it is, if you're going to come here, I want you to feel at home - his face was so kind and warm that it made you feel a kind of butterflies and weirdness inside you

It wasn't possible that in just a couple of minutes you felt something for someone that you barely knew their name, it wasn't normal for you.

Sir, excuse the interruption, we need your help - a man dressed in a suit with a nervous face looked at him while rubbing his hands nervously on his pants

It seemed that the interruption had made Jae Joon change his face and personality in just a second, his jaw tensed and he rolled his eyes looking at him annoyed

I told you that I hate being interrupted, do I have to solve everything myself? - her hands clenched tightly causing the man to look down in fear

It's okay, you can go don't worry - you smiled at him feeling anxious from the tension of the moment adjusting your sports backpack on your shoulder

I'm sorry I have to go, some people are too stupid to do their own work - the veins in his eyes turned red as if the fury couldn't be contained within his body, he didn't even give you time to respond when both men quickened their pace towards a destination unknown to you.

After all you were relieved, the encounter ended before it became awkward, but you couldn't help but notice that his personality changed with the rest of the people.

That night while you were drying your hair your phone rang on your vanity full of perfumes, your biggest obsession.

''I'm sorry about this morning, would you like to go to dinner? JJ''

His simple message made you smile making you feel strange, did you have feelings for Jae Joon? The best thing would be to answer him, or maybe not? If you did it quickly he would realize that you were very interested, but if you waited a little he would feel that you were not interested at all.

''Of course xx''

The first date was exciting for both of you, you talked for hours about your lives and what you would like for the future, you could feel as if your destiny was destined, fortunately neither of you touched on business topics, it was the first time you went out with a man who didn't brag about how hard his father had worked for him just to spend the money and that made you feel comfortable.

Jae Joon couldn't believe how comfortable he felt with you and how much he enjoyed sharing time by your side, in fact he felt like another person when you were near him, his outbursts of anger and that anger that he always felt inside of him didn't exist, you were the calm that he needed to be happy despite sometimes remembering why he came to America and it made him feel afraid.

Within a few weeks they had already lost count of how many times they had gone out, in fact they never counted the times they saw each other because despite his work he always found a moment to visit you or you took advantage of your free afternoons to go to the club and eat with him even if it was only a couple of hours that they could be together.

It was around April when both of them attended the art gallery of Sara, Jae Joon's friend who thanks to a charitable cause was able to exhibit in America.

You walked around the place taking his arm while you contemplated the colors and shapes of the paintings, they were so different from what you were used to seeing, sometimes, reacting excitedly by the combinations you saw.

Isn't it pretty? I had never imagined seeing flowers colored like that - you smiled excitedly while your arms surrounded his

Yes… it's pretty - Jae Joon sighed looking away

It would look good in a living room with a carpet of that color, maybe combined with several colors, I don't know… what do you think? - you smiled again looking at him only getting him to nod uncomfortably taking the phone from his pocket

Honey give me a minute, it's something urgent - he looked at you embarrassed leaving quickly while leaving you standing in the middle of the exhibition

This time it was you who sighed, maybe you were going a little fast and you made him uncomfortable, maybe he wasn't looking for anything formal and your comments were going too far

Your boyfriend left you alone? - Sara laughed sarcastically approaching

He.. he's not my boyfriend - you smiled shyly taking your bag with both hands nervously

I know, don't worry, it's not your fault or did you make him uncomfortable princess, Jae Joon is colorblind he doesn't distinguish colors - she smiled mockingly leaning on a table while drinking from her glass - didn't he tell you?

He.. he's colorblind? - your heart felt like it had been squeezed and even though you had never done it with the intention of making him uncomfortable, you couldn't help but remember all the times you had mentioned something about colors - I didn't… I didn't know, sorry

I know, he never mentions it, it makes him feel stupid - she sighed playing with her empty glass - when we were in high school, the boys used to make fun of his condition, the poor guy only defended himself when he beat them in the face

I… god I feel so bad.. I… I'm going to see him - you looked at her shyly, fixing your hair nervously

Go honey, rescue your prince charming… or something like that - she laughed drinking the few drops left in the glass, while you hurried your step leaving feeling the fresh air hit your face

A couple of minutes walking through the parking lot was enough when you could find him standing next to a small planter, his head pointing to the sky while he placed drops of a small flower in his eyes boat, the sound of your heels on the pavement made him turn quickly wiping the liquid that ran down his cheeks, possibly what he had placed as lubricant.

Doll I'm sorry… give me a moment - he cleared his throat turning his back to you embarrassed

Jae Joon.. it's okay - you shyly took his arm delicately making him look at you embarrassed - Sara… she already told me… I'm sorry for not paying attention

Sara… - he sighed rolling his eyes tensing his jaw again - that damn…

You don't have to be upset, it's nothing to be ashamed of - you smiled at him adjusting the lock of his hair that the breeze had disarranged covering one of his eyes - your condition doesn't bother me if that's the reason you hadn't told me yet..

His eyes looked at you quickly, his heart skipped a beat feeling something different inside him again.

Jae Joon was the man of your dreams, he was tender and attentive to excess, he remembered every single thing about you as if he had a notebook especially for you in his head, he remembered important dates even the ones you sometimes forgot

During April with the excuse of seeing the city from the top of the Empire State he took you to the top to see the sunset, in reality, he only had eyes for you completely ignoring the sunset and the buildings that adorned the landscape.

Do you know what we came for? - he smiled at you while hugging you from behind resting his chin on your shoulder

We didn't go to see the city right? - you smiled at him, suspecting his intentions

No, I want the whole city to know from here that my girlfriend is the smartest and most beautiful woman on the planet and she's only for me - his face was hidden between the strands of your hair that he was obsessed with the aroma

I'm not your girlfriend Jae Joon… - you laughed trying to look at him making him laugh

Then I'll ask you here so everyone knows you're mine - he laughed kissing your cheek - do you want to be my girlfriend?

Mm.. I should think about it, what do you offer me Mr. Jeon? - you laughed turning a little until you could hug his neck with your arms making him laugh again surrounding your waist

I promise that from today you will live the glory every day we spend together, I can even swear that you are the future Mrs. Jeon and nobody can change that

Then let's live the glory Mr. Jeon..

Part 2

[thisisntmyrightera]

Together - CHO HYUN-JU x Fem Reader FINAL PART

Summary: Reader is scammed and abandoned by her boyfriend, leaving her alone in South Korea to her fate, so in desperate search of a solution to return to her home country she decides to join the squid games to get money, within the game she meets a couple of people who become her friends and could possibly be something more.

Warning: Violence, homophobia mention of attempted rape and sexist language

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After being found by a guard and taken to a room where ''the boss'' waited, everything remained silent. I don't know how much time passed between shots in the distance that stopped and started again.,time was eternal.

We'll give you one more chance… a game to save your life, for that you must use this - a guard offered me a uniform like theirs to wear.

I don't want to… - I looked at them denying it.

It's not an option, put it on - he threw it at my feet while I felt the barrel of the gun press on my back.

It will be a special game, after you put it on, your opponent will enter to play.

The mask on my face was tighter than my head could bear, although the pain was nothing compared to the fear I felt every time a gun sounded in the distance, the murmurs surrounded me and I could understand many of them, they were in my language.

The room felt cold, I could feel it despite the suit they had forced me to wear that covered my entire body and despite the thick fabric I could feel the cold barrel of the gun pointed at my back.

Suddenly, I could hear the sound of what was a door and firm footsteps approaching while everything became silent and the room remained dark.

´´Player 120, congratulations you have been chosen to participate in a special game called MARCO POLO, in this game a guard will give you a gun with 4 bullets inside, your anonymous opponent and you will walk around the room and when I say STOP you must say MARCO, while your opponent will say POLO and you will guess from the sound where he has moved to shoot, if you kill him you will have won this round and you will go to the final, if not, you will be eliminated''

Player 120?…I could feel my jaw shaking and my hands scratching the fabric of my gloves, Hyun-Ju.

The room that was totally dark lit up slightly in the center revealing a guard offering her a loaded gun, I could see her for a couple of seconds before she hid back in the darkness with her face wet from tears and her hands shaking with the gun between them.

''The game begins!'' the speaker spoke making a childish music that tormented my ears sound, the gun barrel pushed me making me walk in silence through the darkness to stop when I heard the silence again

Marco…- Hyun-Ju mentioned with her trembling voice

Polo…- I said while the mask distorted my voice and a shot was heard in the room

It hadn't hit me.

''The game continues!'' the voice sounded in the speaker continuing with the music again and they pushed me to walk again, my feet almost dragged themselves stumbling, it didn't matter that my tears clouded my vision anyway I couldn't see in the dark

The music stopped again

Marco…-Hyun-Ju almost screamed this time

Polo…- I said trying not to make my trembling voice noticeable

Again another shot rang out making me jump but again, it didn't hit me.

''Player 120, you have two more chances, let's continue!'' The speaker played music again and I stumbled when I felt the push of the gun on my back

The music was playing slower and slower in my head, there was no chance for me after all and the only hope I had was that Hyun-Ju would get out of here and fulfill her dream, that she would finally be happy after all.

Marco - I heard her voice in the distance like an echo in the void that reverberated in every distant wall of the place

Polo - I barely murmured…

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[thisisntmyrightera]

TOGETHER (fluff end)

READ FIRST

Hyun-Ju POV

The shot came from the gun and a scream made me freeze when I heard that familiar voice

Y/N..? -I whispered looking around- YN? - I screamed trying to find her in the dark - Turn on the damn lights

Player 120, get back to your position… - the speaker repeated over and over while pointing the gun around me

TURN ON THE DAMN LIGHTS - I screamed hearing a bang at the door, the lights turned on and I could see two dozen people with masks watching us behind a glass

HANDS UP, WE ARE POLICE OF THE REPUBLIC OF SOUTH KOREA - I could barely notice the men dressed in black entering armed when my gaze was fixed on a pink guard lying on the floor

Y/N… - I screamed as I got up running towards her removing the mask from her face watching as the tears ran down her temples disappearing into her hair - calm down, forgive me… forgive me…

It hurts… - she could barely speak looking at me with her lips trembling

I didn't mean to, please forgive me- I took her in my arms checking her body noticing how the blood ran from her left leg - fuck

Hyun-Ju..- her tired eyes looked at me while she took off my sweater and tore a piece of cloth- Hyun..

Calm down… please calm down I'm going to stop the bleeding.. and… and everything will be okay I promise - I looked at her nervously tying the piece of cloth over the wound making a tourniquet

Hyun..Ju… I'm cold..- her voice seemed to get quieter and quieter as she blinked slowly

Please trust me… please don't close your eyes - I could notice the shots around us, my body hugging hers trying to create a shield

Hyun-Ju.. what happened? - Gi-Hun knelt beside me looking worried as he lowered his gun

I…I shot her, it wasn't my intention I swear…I didn't know it was her…- I looked at him unable to hold back my tears with fear

Calm down, this is over, I'll ask Jun-Ho to help you, don't move from here..

Gi-Hun will go for help, calm down, we'll get out of here and everything will be okay, I promise - I smiled at her taking her hand as she laid it on my legs - don't fall asleep please

I'm..sorry if…I caused troubles…I just wanted…I wanted to help you - she looked at me with his tired eyes

I told you not to leave there, but you never listen to me - I smiled at him wiping my tears - when we get out of here are you going to listen to me understood?

Y/N POV

Thailand was not achieved.

After several weeks in the hospital I finally got out with a scar on my leg, Hun-Ju kept apologizing and crying and I had to take drastic measures to get her to stop the drama (I actually just threatened her that I wouldn't let her into the room anymore if she continued).

One morning when I woke up with her next to me asleep in a chair next to me I could see a briefcase at the foot of the bed.

Hyun-Ju… - I whispered moving her a little - wake up… - I moved her again making her blink slowly while she looked at me disoriented

What's wrong?.. - she looked at me sleepily - are you okay?

I just nodded looking at her and then looked at the briefcase.

We both looked at in silence and after a few seconds she approached her, opening it slowly, looking at her face that seemed to have seen a ghost

What is it? - I looked at her worried, trying to get up - Hyun-Ju…

She remained silent, taking a note from the briefcase, reading it to herself, drawing a smile on her face

Hyun-Ju, what's wrong? - I looked at her worried, complaining a little about the pain when trying to get up

Gi-Hun left us something - she smiled at me, taking the briefcase, showing me the money that were inside, I couldn't count them with the naked eye, they were thousands, millions of won

Is it… for us? - I looked at her in disbelief, receiving a smile from her nodding excitedly - but…

She smiled at me kissing my forehead making me feel that everything was finally okay, Gi-Hun make his promisse

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As soon as I left the hospital Hyun-Ju was already waiting outside with a taxi smiling excitedly

I hope you don't mind - she looked at me shyly while we both traveled in the back seat of the taxi- I bought a phone so you can communicate with your family and tell them that you're okay, in the same way with the money from… you know, I was thinking of buying you a plane ticket so you can go back home and you…

Hyu-Ju… - I smiled at her taking her hand- I don't need to go back home, for now I'm fine here with you

Little by little Hyun-Ju stopped being the shy and fearful woman who always went everywhere looking at the floor to become confident and comfortable with herself even though there was still a long way to go.

We could finally sleep without fear of being hurt in peace even though sometimes nightmares would catch her and she would wake up scared and agitated looking around.

We both had long talks where we talked about the future and what would happen once she finally achieved her purpose.

The months passed and despite being comfortable and happy in a place far from the big city, the uncomfortable looks and comments continued towards her and grew even more when we accidentally discovered that someone would come into our lives.

The place was not the right one to continue living So we decided to talk to my parents and telling them the situation, they both agreed to support us to leave the country, a place where her rights were not respected and they did not understand what freedom was.

Little by little we packed everything, the little we had and what we could not take we gave away to the people who needed it near us, despite the difficult moments, the happy moments were seen from time to time.

The weeks passed and before leaving to never return to where so much harm had been done to us, we both decided to say goodbye to the one who took care of us during those difficult and lonely days.

The bus ride was as always uncomfortable with stares and after getting off at that strange place we had no choice but to ask for the woman who helped give birth to the children there… Jang Geum-Ja

Geum-Ja, the old lady lives at the end of that street, do you know her? - the curious (or maybe gossipy) woman looked us up and down

Yes, she is our family - Hyun-Ju smiled at her taking my hand walking while we looked at the houses and the details of the place, little by little the street came to an end until we noticed a small house decorated with plants

Is this it? - I smiled curiously hesitating a little to knock on the door, then giving a couple of light knocks waiting

Damn, that boy, I told him he had to come quickly - we both laughed listening to Geum-Ja's screams waiting while she opened the door with a bang, freezing - but… but what…

Hello Geum-Ja, we came for the kimchi you promised us - Hyun-Ju smiled at her letting go of my hand to receive it in her arms giving it a strong squeeze

But… my god what are you doing here..- Geum-Ja laughed jumping hugging her tightly - you took too long where had they gotten into - she hit her arm making us laugh then let go and hug me tightly - holy god you look so healthy and full of life - she smiled looking at my belly feeling it against her after the strong squeeze- you..

We came to introduce you to your future grandbaby Geum-Ja - I smiled taking her fragile hands while She smiled with her eyes wet

I'm going to be a grandmother…finally!! - she laughed hugging me again- but please come in, go ahead Grandma Geum-Ja will prepare something delicious for you to eat

The hours passed while we talked and laughed about the stories she told us about Yong-Sik and how she had to work now, the promised kimchi was served on the table as well as other dishes she forced me to eat

eat it all, it's good for the baby and for you, also eat eggs - she served me one thing after another filling my plate excitedly

Geum-Ja, I would like to stay and have you be the one to bring our baby into the world but…the circumstances would not allow us to raise them well in this city…it is still not well seen that a woman like Hyun-Ju walks freely and we also do not want to cause any harm or problem to our baby when he grows up so…we have decided to go live in my country…

Oh…but…- she sighed looking at the floor sadly as she sat down- I understand, you are right… I just hope they are very happy and always Remember that you have Grandma Geum-Ja here to take care of you and your little one

We will keep him in mind, one day we will come back and you will meet our little one so he knows how great his Grandma Geum-Ja is

You are right, I will be his bravest grandmother - she laughed patting Hyun-Ju's arm sighing - I will miss you so much my girls,

It's time to go home…

[thisisntmyrightera]

TOGETHER (angst end)

RED FIRST

Hyun-Ju POV

“Congratulations Player 120, you have made it to the finals” The speaker spoke as applause sounded all around, the lights turned on making me blink with pain in my eyes as I tried to get used to the brightness of the room, dozens of people around dressed in gala dresses and elegant masks applauded, some laughed and others just stood watching.

On the other side of what looked like a large board a guard in a pink suit lay on the floor, a pool of blood formed under their body and my eyes could only go to the weapon in my hands, I had killed someone for no reason.

''Player 120, you can leave through the door you entered through, a pink guard will guide you to your new dormitory'' the voice of the speaker spoke, I took a couple of steps back but stopped looking again at the pink guard on the floor, in my head I kept thinking about that player who was trapped with us and who for forcing him to help us was killed by his teammates, he was just a child.

Again I took a couple of steps forward, no one stopped me and the room became silent, I looked at the guard next to me but he looked at me without moving a single muscle so I got a little closer to the one I had killed.

Next to them was other guard standing without moving or stopping me.

A couple more steps were necessary to get to their side, with fear I knelt down and left the gun on the floor, I felt my lips tremble as well as my hands that as they approached the black mask with a circle on it.

I took a deep breath and with one movement I took the mask off the face of that anonymous player

My heart stopped and my vision blurred when I noticed that hair falling around the tiny face that lay expressionless, all because of me wanting to stop something that I knew I could never do.

Y/N...no...no Y/N NO - I took her in my arms feeling that warm liquid wet my hands - Y/N please wake up.. please PLEASE!

My hand cleaned her face removing strands of hair that covered her closed eyes, her cheeks no longer had that pink that always formed when she smiled, there was no longer life in her because I had taken it away from her.

Why did you make me do this?..WHY? - I looked around with my cloudy eyes hugging her body trying to have her as close to me as possible

We gave you the chance Cho Huyn-Ju, we believed in you and you wanted to find us and finish us off with the rest of the players, does that seem right and fair to you? - a man dressed in black with a mask at the same time approached with his hands in his pockets looking at me

They should have killed me, not her, she didn't do anything you damn bastards - I looked at him taking the gun that I had put on the floor pointing it at him while my other arm held her

Kill her? We didn't kill her Player 120…you killed her - his hands covered with gloves went to his mask removing it without fear of knowing his true identity - are you going to shoot me? - my eyes widened as I watched 001 look at me with a devilish smile as he threw the mask to the floor - go ahead and do it

You lied to us… - I felt my jaw crash from how tense it was as it clenched - you're a fucking bastard

Lie to you? I just played, don't you think? Fair and square like everyone else - he smiled at me as he took a few steps closer - if you're going to shoot, go ahead, do it, remember that you still have a bullet waiting to come out, but how can you live? - he laughed looking at me - you killed the one you promised to protect, you are just as bastard like me after all

I killed her… I killed her… it was the only thing that was on my mind no matter what other things came to my mind… I looked at her in my arms her lips seemed to lose their color and her hands looked pale almost transparent, there was nothing else to do…

Just a bullet

"I must admit that you look pretty together, don't worry about continuing to play, after all in your next life you will also meet again"

The shaman said after we left her in the carousel game… after all I would meet her again in the next life.

So I didn't have to keep playing, a bullet was what separated me from continuing here and seeing her again…

game over.

Gi-Hun POV

Jun-Ho appeared just when I needed him, saving the surviving players and stopping the masked men they called VIP with his team and the resto of the guards.

001 had died from a shot from my gun.

Even though I asked the policemen accompanying Jun-Ho to get the surviving players out as quickly as possible, I could hear footsteps and screams in the corridor that separated the large hall with a chess floor and the stairs.

I need to find them, I want to know if they are okay - the old woman's voice was heard screaming as I could notice how she was fighting with whoever tried to stop her.

Despite my quick steps my body collided with hers who barely managed to enter the great hall and stopped when she hit my chest

Get out of the way, let me in, they told me you were here - Geum-Ja pushed me while my arms surrounded her body trying to calm her down and stop her - get out of the way I don't care who you are or how you managed to stop this, let me in

Mom please…stop - 007 took her arms from behind without being able to stop her

It's not necessary for you to come in here…you shouldn't - I looked at her trying to keep my voice calm noticing her pain in each blow she gave with her fragile hands

I need to see them, they are my girls I want to see that they are okay…please - her voice broke stopping her blows while she looked at me with her wet eyes reminding me of my mother - please…if I can't see them…I just want to say goodbye to them…please

My angry heart said no, this had to end once and for all, but my heart as a son who couldn't say goodbye his mother told me yes, she had to do what I couldn't…

I slowly took her arm, gesturing to her son that I would take care of it and slowly guided her through the large room.

Her steps became slower and slower as her hands took my arm holding on as she got closer to the bodies that were already covered by a pair of white sheets.

No other body around seemed to faze her, not even seeing 001 lifeless worried her, her eyes only focused on the two white masses on the floor.

Are…are they them? - She looked at me with her wet eyes, trying with a little hope to hear a no for an answer, but my head could only nod slowly as she broke into tears and covered her face with her hands - what did they do to them… my poor girls

My arms surrounded her feeling like my heart was breaking looking at her destroyed, comforting her while cursing those who had decided to play with our lives

Let me… let me… say goodbye - she sighed wiping her cheeks letting go of me slowly as she approached them, everyone watched in silence.

Her legs slowly bent until her knees touched the floor making a sound of pain due to her advanced age.

I do not recommend that…-

I am not going to uncover them… - she looked at the pair of sheets slowly touching them and then brought her hand to theirs- I want to remember them smiling and with that light in their faces.

In a romantically tragic image, the hands of both of them had been taken, the smaller one between the other and both of them pale

Take care of her wherever you find her darling, take care of each other and love each other as you could not do in this life - her mature hand caressed both of theirs jumping a little when she noticed the frozen skin

Let's go mom - Her son, the young man with glasses hugged her slowly by the shoulders helping her to get up

It's time to go home…

[thisisntmyrightera]

Sooo sorry for don’t upload a new episode, I would work hard for bringing you an amazing ending

BTW thanks for the request i am receiving, I would love to write for you

ALSO i am thinking about writing something about Jeon Jae Joon (The Glory)

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[thisisntmyrightera]

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