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Hey gorg so I saw this reaction of yours and I was wondering if you can do a yunho imagine based on it. Can you make us fluff on the end tho? Thank you 💖💖

His Little Spy, J.YH.

Jeong Yunho was an enigma to you. Ever since you first worked under him, he had always been quite elusive, but now, even more so. You were captured, an enemy, surely deserving of death for breaking into his base and trading information, but he wanted to... marry you?

CW: mention of guns, arranged marriage (?), fem reader, enemies to friends/possible lovers, fluff, non-explicit mentions of past physical and verbal abuse. 18+, minors dni, I hope you enjoy it!

Disclaimer: I don not believe the members of Ateez would act like this in real life nor is this meant to represent or reflect the members in any way. This is fiction for entertainment purposes.

Being a bride this year was not something you had planned. Possibly being killed on a mission? Sure. Getting arrested? Definitely. Getting engaged to the mafia boss who you sold information on to your former organization? Not so much. You had gone from pilfering information to picking wedding dresses, and you were more than a little confused. 

Sure, you weren’t given the Kleinfeld bridal experience, but you were still being treated well despite the actual situation. You kept wondering how you’d gotten used to being here, only half expecting to be killed when you opened your eyes. But Yunho was very accommodating, and well mannered, provided his orders were obeyed. But he was never genuinely mean to you, and was even quite talkative on most occasions, never once minding your hesitance to talk or open up about your past. You learned new things about him every day though.

You learned that he loved to garden, often spending hours tending to his own sizable flower beds and veggie plots when he wasn’t working/wedding planning.  You could often see him outside your window, hat and gloves on, battling weeds along with Mingi, his best  friend. You also learned that he liked to paint, often doing portraits for his staff and guards, often earning him praise from them behind closed doors. He had many hobbies, and would often invite you along. 

You started enjoying your time in his home, slowly getting over your fear, day by day. You didn't see him as "the enemy" anymore, in spite of having been told he was exactly that. And you were sure he was taking a liking to you, as you were with him, even though your first meeting hadn’t been all that friendly. But after showing you his kind side, Yunho seemed as though he were a totally different person. He was a jokester, often making you laugh at his odd humor. He was a gentleman, opening doors for you and pulling out your chair. It was like a prince from a fairy tale stepped into your life, and you found yourself not minding it too much. 

You considered Stockholm syndrome might be at play here, but you weren’t particularly in love with Yunho. His presence and home were just much more  welcoming than your past situation despite the circumstances. You felt the need to keep your past more of a secret, choosing to not relive the horrors of what your life had been. But today, as you sat in the garden with Yunho and Mingi, you had no idea that a simple question would send those plans crashing down around you.

“Y/N?” Mingi looked up from the weeding he was doing with Yunho, an inquisitive look on his face. You looked at him over the book you held in your hands, raising an eyebrow at him. “How did you get mixed up in all this? You seem like a nice girl.” 

Yunho rolled his eyes and snorted. “Yes Mingi, because the girl who was selling information on our business is a nice girl.” Mingi scrunched up his nose, offended for you. “Hey! Everyone has a reason for getting into this, and I’m sure she was just doing what she had to to survive.” Neither of them had seemed to notice that you tensed up. Yes, you were doing what you had to survive, but you didn’t want to remember it. “I think I’ll go inside” you mumbled, standing and walking out of the garden. “Oh, I didn’t mean to make you upset-” Mingi looked apologetic, but Yunho stopped him. “It’s okay, I’ll go talk to her.” 

Yunho silently followed you, not saying a word until you reached your room, right across the hall from his own. “Everything okay? You seemed pretty upset just now." You nodded, sitting down on the bed. "I just, don't really like talking about my past..." You trailed off, watching as Yunho sat next to you. He raised your chin gently, making you face him, but you wouldn't meet his eyes.

"Look at me y/n. I don't know what happened in your past, and you don't have to tell me unless you're ready. I know we didn't get the best start, but no one can touch you here. You're safe with me now. I'll do my best to provide for you here, and as a husband. You won't want for anything. All I ask for is your trust and loyalty in return. Can you do that for me?" You looked at him, seeing the sincerity in his gaze. You weren't sure if it was because how gently he was caressing your face, or how truthful he was being with you, but in that moment, you made your decision. "I trust you, Yunho." Your voice didn't waver, loud and clear for him to take in your sincerity.

You felt you could tell him anything in that moment, so you told him the truth: the reason you joined, the  brutal training and initiation into your former gang, the beatings for not completing missions as fast as your seniors wanted, the verbal assault you took on. Every horror you faced you laid bare for him to take in. All daily occurrences in your life up until you were ready for your first mission: infiltration of Yunho's organization. Yunho listened patiently, never interrupting, giving  small hum every now and then to show he was still listening. While he had found out a lot of this information on you when you first showed up at his base, he was still grateful that you trusted him enough to tell him yourself. 

When you had finished speaking, Yunho gently took your hand, and reiterated his promise. “I’ll protect you Y/N.” You nodded, tears forming in your eyes. Yunho embraced you, allowing you to cry into his shirt. Neither of you spoke for a while, but the atmosphere had definitely changed. Your relationship with Yunho was going to change, and you hoped it was for the better. No one could tell what the future would be like. But for now, you would allow yourself to find rest in the arms of your fiancé, and it was all that you needed.

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most vulnerable | mingi

pairing: mingi x oc

genre: mafia au, angst, some slice-of-life fluff

warnings: mentions of violence (nothing too explicit, but there is one scene that is heavy on blood), strong language, pining, some fluff, soft gang member!mingi 🥺

summary: he had always promised to keep you safe, not realising that, in the end, you would be the one protecting him.

words count: 7.2k (🤷🏻‍♀️)

requested by anonymous.

This was not the place for people who had weak spots. Families were important, but never important enough to turn into something that could be used against you. The people who worked here had no significant ties to anything—or anyone—that could ever result in their demise.

It had always made sense to Mingi: why open your heart to someone and then risk getting that same heart ripped out of your chest, raw and bleeding, by a person who figured out that the best way to take you down, was to kill someone you loved?

He did not understand the stupidity of those who set off on killing rampages, fueled by their need for revenge after someone they loved was taken from them. Not one of them survived long enough to actually taste the revenge that they were seeking. Mingi wondered if it was worth it.

Really, when it came to this business, there was only one fundamental rule: do not, under any circumstances, develop a relationship that could be used against you.

Mingi talked a lot. But he broke that rule as soon as he met you.

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Mafia! Ateez reacting to you looking innocent and naïve but being manipulative and smart (8/8)

Request for @racheloveyunho : “Mafia! Ateez reacting to Y/N looking innocent and naïve but being manipulative and smart (like she uses her appearance to make people think she’s a weak thing while she’s not). Can you do it a bit suggestive if that’s okay?” - Hope you enjoy it love! I’m sorry it took so long *cries* 

Warning/disclaimer: 18+, suggestive content, mafia themes (violence, guns, drugs etc.). I do not condone mafia lifestyle or actions, nor do I believe the members of Ateez would act like this in real life, this is purely for entertainment purposes.

Hongjoong:

You had managed to convince Hongjoong to allow you to come along for a a mission. 

You wanted to be a part of his world, in every aspect. Hongjoong disagreed, thinking you were much too innocent for this kind of lifestyle, and declined your requests. 

However, you persisted, and he figured you’d stop pestering him about it if you saw how quickly things could get intense and dangerous. 

He went over the plan with all of the men on the mission, thinking this would be a walk in the park. 

But you knew him, and you knew he wasn’t going to let you go on a mission that easily. 

You knew exactly what he was up to, and you were prepared for it. 

You were sitting with him in the van outside of the club where the mission was (it was really his friend Bangchan’s club).

Hongjoong started the mission, sending in the spy that was supposed to obtain the information needed

She was to seduce the bouncer, weasel her way into the club, and do one of two things: meet with the informant that was to tell her whereabouts of a certain crest hidden inside the massive place, or to find and steal the information herself

There was a map of the club on the two main floors, so either way, she wasn’t to leave empty handed

You watched as the girl went up and started trying to “flirt” with the bouncer, but you immediately noticed two things were off

One, this wasn’t the usual bouncer at the club, most likely a new hire, and two: you noticed a LARGE diamond ring on his finger

You held back a laugh, knowing this girl would get nowhere with him. Hongjoong even cringed at the sight

Getting bored after a couple minutes though, you slipped out of the van with a quick “I got this babe”

Before Hongjoong could stop you, you’d weaved your way through the crowd, sweeping the girl put of the way. 

Hongjoong watched as you exchanged a few words with the bouncer, being let in immediately. 

10 minutes later, you were back in the van, crest in hand along with a map to various other valued items, not a scratch on you

Hongjoong looked stunned, mouth hanging ajar

You smiled, reveling in his awestruck appearance

“We should leave, and alert the others. That anesthetic will only last about 30 minutes and we’ve got at least an hour’s drive. And,”

You took his chin in your hand, eyeing his lips,

“You should close that pretty mouth of yours before I put it to good use”

You smirked at his reaction before pressing a firm kiss to his lips

Seonghwa:

“PARK Y/N! HOW THE FUCK DID YOU GET THE CITY KEYS?”

You sat in Seonghwa’s office, sipping a drink as he paced back and forth

You smirked as you saw him analyze you from head to toe, trying to put the pieces together

You had managed to find your way into a government building

And returned with the keys to the city

Seonghwa’s team had planned for months on how to do a city takeover

He had so many security measures just in case 

He had traps, 

Weapons

Men

Artillery

Extra Men

And at least 3 other organizations helping

So that he could effectively take over the city with as little resistance or blood possible

It had taken him months to map out where the city key was kept

Months to try and see how heavily guarded it was

The people of the city would bow to anyone who held the keys

And yet, here you were, coming home after your shopping trip, holding the object of his desire in the palm of your hands

No scratches, no bruises, and no police hot on your tail

“Well sweetheart, when you’re a good friend of the Mayor’s wife, who loves to gossip by the way, you learn some interesting secrets. Secrets that are enough to get you a few favors.”

You giggled at your husband’s face as it went through several emotions

First shock, then disbelief, relief, and finally, the piercing and unmistakable gaze of lust

Seonghwa picked you up bridal style from your chair, pecking your lips as he carried you upstairs

“Good deeds deserve rewards, don’t they baby?”

Yunho:

It was an early morning for you and Yunho 

You both sat in bed, Yunho filing paperwork as you worked away at your laptop

Yunho figured you were paying bills and planning for next months budget, since you were in charge of the finances in the house

He also figured you’d be shopping for new clothes or bags, since you both had bringing in more money recently

He always told you to spoil  yourself, no matter how many times you told him that just being with him was enough

(Not to mention, you had over a dozen things to delivered to you from Yunho each week, some of which you hadn’t even opened yet)

Yunho rubbed your pregnant belly, a comforting thing he’d do before asking you a question

“Honey, do you think  you could email Yeosang and see if he could hack into those databases? I could find nothing on that corporation beside what they have on the internet, and Seonghwa needs information today”

“At what time today?”

“Now would be preferable?”

You smirked “Already done babe. I hacked into it earlier this morning, I have their locations, home address, asset information, et cetera. I’ll email Seonghwa right now”

Yunho blinked, then blinked again

“I thought you were paying bills?”

You explained to him that you’d done that already, and had spent the last few hours getting around firewalls, doing research, and gathering intel

“So you’re saying you did all this, paid the bills, and ordered a new bag, all before breakfast?”

He wasn’t too caught off guard, he knew you were smart, but you had him floored this morning

You nodded, stretching before pressing send to Seonghwa

“Well I think I should go make us some food. Eggs sound okay?”

Yeosang:

Yeosang groaned in his bed, his back cracking in his attempt to shift into a more comfy position 

He rolled his eyes as he looked at the cast that covered his foot and ankle

He shook his head, sighing as he looked back up at ceiling of your shared bedroom

He was usually the tech guy, but Hongjoong had needed an extra man on the field

Mingi had gotten a shot in the shoulder and Yeosang grabbed a machine gun and ran in

He now semi-regretted thinking he could be the next Tony Montana

You heard him sigh as you brought him his lunch, smiling since you knew he was upset to be away from his precious monitors

“How’s my baby doin’? Feeling better?” You asked sweetly

Yeosang pouted, folding his arms across his chest

“Your baby is missing his wonderful desk job. Remind me why I went in the field again?”

“To save your friend’s life?”

“Remind me not to do it again.” You snickered at his miffed expression

“Well, at least you don’t have to be at work or file documents for the next few weeks.” You cheerfully announced

Yeosang snorted, rolling his eyes.

“Babe, you know Seonghwa will tell me ‘Your ankle is broken, not your hands.’ I do have work.”

He spitefully bit into his sandwich, a deep scowl on his face

You smiled coyly, pulling a paper from your drawer

“Not according to this document. I had to pull a few strings, but I scored you a few weeks off”

Yeosang quickly snatched the paper up

“Extensive trauma, slight PTSD, etc… will not be able to work- oh you’re good babe”

“Good enough for a kiss?” 

Suddenly, he wasn’t hungry for the lunch you gave him anymore

It was you on the menu

San:

San was in trouble

He’d gotten caught in “enemy” territory

Now his hands were tied as he hung from the ceiling, in a damp basement

San was cold, he was hungry, and his hair looked a mess

He knew exactly who he’d been kidnapped by

And he was less than amused by the situation

Oftentimes, high ranking members of his allies/friends liked to catch other bosses slipping

They’d fake kidnap them, rough them up a little, and then be sent on their way after a little banter, some food, and maybe a change of clothes

He was overall annoyed by how this situation turned out

He’d been on an important recon mission for intel, and this was NOT the time to be playing games

He cursed at the guards that were in the room next to him

Calling them all kinds of weird insults (it was San’s style)

“dollar store avengers”

“cock joggling thunder cunts” and

“You overgrown fucking sand pickle! Wait until I see Baekhyun and Taeyong, I’m going to knock the living shit-”

“No need for violence babe, I came to break you out.” 

San’s head whipped around so quick he nearly gave himself Whiplash (aha, i’m so funny)

Normally, they didn’t let others in on these kinds of games, so when San saw you, he thought you’d been kidnapped for real

“Let her go!” San started thrashing and kicking, amusing the guards

You rolled your eyes at him

“San, I’m not kidnapped! Baekhyun, hurry up and let him down, you ruined my shopping trip”

You glared at the slightly shorter male, making him fumble with his hands as he went to untie San

San rushed over to you, leaning his entire weight on your frame

“How’d you get in here?”

“His wife is always ordering something and showing it to the group chat. I figured today was no different, hence the uniform”

San chuckled when he finally saw that you were wearing an amazon delivery suit

“Smart girl. Let’s go home, I’m starving, and I can’t wait for my dessert”

Mingi:

Mingi was confused

He kept going over his financial books

Nothing seemed to be stolen

Everyone had been paid their fair and agreed upon amount

Some had even gotten a little extra

But what he couldn’t seem to figure out was where was all this extra money coming from?

Surely not from the weaponry sales alone?

There were many activities that went on in the behind the scenes from Mingi’s café and restaurant that were located right next to each other

He covered up the illegal with legal money made from the businesses

But how in the world did he have $500,000 extra dollars left?!

“BABE! WE HAVE A PROBLEM!”

Mingi shouted for you from where he sat in his office

You rushed in, a bat in your hands, ready to defend you home at all costs from any intruders

But the only person you found was your husband in his PJ’s with disheveled hair, and his glasses halfway off his face

“Mingi, I thought there was an emergency”

“There is! Look at this!”

He shoved the book towards you

You picked it up, scanning through all the current expenses of the month

“Seems right to me” Mingi’s jaw dropped open as he saw you slide the book back, shrugging your shoulders

“What do you mean? How can we have an extra 500 grand?!”

You gave him a sly smile

“When you know how to sweet talk sugar out of cake, the pawnshop girls can be extra nice, if you know that I mean”

You strolled out of the room, ignoring the indignant cries of your husband

“No I don’t know what you mean- hey! Come back here! Since you know how to work that mouth of yours baby, let’s see what it can do” 

Wooyoung:

Wooyoung could never say no to you

He never failed to wonder how you managed to get him to bend to your will every time

You wanted a new dress? He got it for you

You wanted a new apartment? He got it

You wanted a new hot pink car? He got it for you

Wooyoung knew you weren’t always like this

He was very lenient with you, and spoiled you

Never corrected you in the wrong

And he couldn’t stay mad at you for that long

Of course, that’s not to say you were a gold digger

You just happened to like pushing Wooyoung’s buttons

You asked for more ridiculous things out of pure boredom, not because you wanted or needed it

You had it all with Wooyoung

And yet and still, here he was trying to give you the world through physical objects

You came up with a plan that would last a week

You were both headed to an event, an annual gathering where the mafia men came to discuss business, see friends, and show off their wealth and wives

You knew he hated to be challenged in public, and you rarely, if ever, crossed that line

So when for four days in a row you embarrassed him by:

whining, 

asking for things,

and throwing all out tantrums and crying fits when you couldn’t have your way

Wooyoung finally snapped

He led you away from the pool area, gently taking you along with him to your hotel room before trapping you against the door, your back facing him. He didn’t see the way you smirked as you felt his hands roam your body

“You wanna act like a brat, fine. You’ll get treated like one. Now bend over”

Jongho:

Jongho loved to spoil you rotten

He was frugal, but whenever he could, he’d take you on a mass shopping spree

Protesting didn’t work with him

You were not too big on expensive gifts

You preferred handmade and/or cheap gifts from the store

But he was stubborn as a mule

He insisted that his “princess” have any luxuries possible

Jongho was very well off, and often spent without looking at prices, which made you extra antsy 

You came from a moderate family, and you learned how to manage money very well

So every time Jongho would take you on a shopping spree

You’d excuse yourself to the bathroom for at least an hour, claiming it to be “that darned food court food”

Which was odd because it never caused a problem for you before

Not to mention he’d see cheaper versions of things he bought you around the house, or not see what he bought at all

So Jongho decided to test you and see exactly what you were up to

This time though, instead of the mall, you were on a car lot

Jongho told you to pick whatever car you wanted or he’d choose for you

Honestly, you were okay with the cars you had at home, aka, Jongho’s cars

When you didn’t pick a car, Jongho went up to a salesman and started talking business with him

You quickly found the owner of the lot, pointing out a car, and negotiating the price down so low that when you were done, you didn’t realize that Jongho was right behind you

“You know, I can’t even be mad at you. Not only are you saving money, you make a great negotiator babe. Why don’t we break in the new car like we did for the rest when we go home, hmm?” 

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Mafia! Ateez Reaction: When you get exposed for being a spy, but he’s smitten (4/8, hyung line)

Mafia boss Ateez: You’re a spy/work for a rival gang, and you’ve infiltrated their base. But before he makes the decision on what to do with you, he asks to see you in person for the first time. Once his men drag you in, kicking and screaming, he is mesmerized by you. “So you’re the little capo whose been runnin’ my business into the ground?“ 

Hongjoong:

“Yeah, and what about it asshole? You gonna kill me now?” Hongjoong laughed. He was amused by your fiery temper. He was finding himself to be dangerously in awe of your features. To him, you were a beauty that was only seen once every hundred years, and he’d be damned if he was going to let you go just like that. Turning around, he gave you a a serious look before cupping your face in his hand. “Let’s have some fun, you and I. You’re all mine angel.”

Seonghwa:

He was annoyed with your lack of words. So annoyed in fact, that he decided he had nothing better to do than stare at your face. You’d been in this room an hour with an enemy boss just staring at you, and it was starting to be uncomfortable. It seemed as though his eyes were consuming your very being. Seonghwa was taking in every inch of you, he couldn’t get enough. He was broken out of his trance though when you spoke.

“Can you stop staring please?”

“Why would I stop looking at my most beautiful possession?”

Yunho:

He found your fire adorable, thinking you looked extra sexy as you folded your arms. But he wanted to let you know who was in charge. His duality was barely ever brought out, but when it was, it was extremely terrifying, more so than anyone in the gang; for one, it was unexpected, and for two, no one really knew how far the “nice and easygoing” Yunho would really go. You didn’t want to find out either.

“Sweetheart, you’re going to have to speak to me eventually” he laughed, leaning back in his seat, “especially since we’re going to be married.”

You scoffed “As if I’d marry you! I’d rather die.”

You were suddenly up against the wall, a large hand around your throat. “Oh princess,” he whispered “I can do so much worse than kill you, but it could definitely be arranged. Now you have two options love: obey or else. Choose wisely.”

Yeosang:

He’d had you locked up in his room, not wanting you to get into anything in his office just in case you managed to escape. When he finally saw your face, he was in a state of shock. His cheeks turned red, and he covered his mouth with his hand. “Waah, she’s prettier than I thought” you’d heard him mumble as he staggered into the room. You thought he might be a pushover; what mafia boss gets flustered when he’s around beautiful women all the time? But he proved you wrong when he finally spoke.

“Cat got your tongue pretty boy?” You sassed, rolling your eyes.

“Watch it sweetheart, I’ll bend you over this table and fuck you until you can’t walk for a month.” He laughed at the shock on your face. He’d have fun playing with you.

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Ticklish Toughie | c.s

↬ pairing: choi san x fem!reader

↬ summary: you wake up one night due to a constant loud banging at your door, and you open it just to see an unexpected guest waiting for you to treat him.

↬ genre: mafia au, doctor/patient au , fluff if you squint

↬ warning/s: blood and injury

↬ wc: 1k+

↬ note: reader is called ’Aurora’, simply a moniker and not her real name

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blinding lights pt. 7 // p.s.h + k.h.j

summary:

seonghwa comes home and treats you to a family dinner.

A/N: thank you for your patience! i will not make any promises when future chapters will be out and i apologize in advance :’)

chapter warnings:

guns, violence, feelings

taglist: (please DM me if i missed you!!)

@tenebrisirae @mynctlib @xirenex @anawwyd @khjssss @mangotexts @etherealyoonghwa @park-simphwa @haechanniesunflowers @kpopnightingale @skkrtnawrskkrt @knucklesdeepmingi @w4yh0me

You woke up in the morning - well it was hardly morning. It was 12pm. You felt like your body was made of lead and you could smell the alcohol still lingering on your pillowcase from when you sweat it out in your sleep. You scrunched up your nose at the scent.

It took a moment of solid effort before you were able to sit up, still feeling woozy. You looked at your bedside table and saw a water bottle, still cold as you took it in your hand. Someone must have been in your room recently.

You chugged the water bottle after standing up, letting out a groan as you stretched. Your back was sore, which was strange - but then you remembered what transpired less than twelve hours previous.

You missed Hongjoong already.

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Mafia!San - 5-4-3-2-1

Pairing: San x Hybrid!Y/N

Words: 940

Hybrid were rare species in this world. Most people believe that they have become extinct, but those people does not know about the Underground, where illegal deals were made, exist.

The most valuable transaction were happening once a year in a basement of a hotel. It was an area where no mafia boss could kill or start a fight, even if they see their's greater enemy.

The second his eyes noticed the black, velvet ears on top of your head, San knew you will be his.

Back then everyone thought you were a balck cat, bad luck and your prices was awfully low as for a hybrid. San on the other hand noticed your round ears and way too long tail. You're a black panther and San was the only one to noticed it.

He bought you two years ago and took you to his apartment along with the cage you were lock in. He was patient with you, with all the growls and hisses as his IT guys were doing a background check on you. San learned a lot about you and your past.

You wnet through a lot of different training and you're brainwashed couple of times. When San got, you were just a feral hybrid ready to kill him the second he unlocked the cage.

He gradually got you used to his presence. For months you were locked in the same room, San's bedroom, surrounded with his scent and his scent only. One day you one of the maid entered his room to clean it up and change the sheet. Her scent reached you immediately, setting you into a panick attack. Since then nobody is allowed to enter his room.

It's been two years and still, you are the only person who can be in that room besides San. You change the bed sheets, keep his desk organized and also take care of his and your laundry. It was your safe place, his bedroom. No one could get to you, he would protect you from all the cruelty of the world before he let anyone hurt you

He did not plan on falling in love with you. He did not plan of caring for you. You just somehow slipped past the walls San has built around his heart, with those silky-smooth paws and black round ears.

Here you are, on the bedroom floor, trembling. One of his man - a newbie - ran into the room looking for his boos and thus breaking the rule number one of San's house. When the front door slammed loudly, startling you, you knew it was him. He ran up the stairs, taking two step at once.

"Babe?" San called for you, before he managed to open the bedroom door. He fell on his knees before you, taking your hands in his. "Hey, kitten. I am here." He said quickly, his heart hammering against his chest. The second he saw you tried to speak he shushed you, pulling you closer.

"I know everything. I will deal with the dumbass later. Now please focus on my voice, okay? Deep breaths, kitty." His hand was moving up and down your back as he kept your ear pressed against his chest. San gives you few more minutes but the anxiety does not seem to subsidie, he decides to try something different.

"Come on, baby. Tell me five things that you can see right now." He whispers in your ear.

"Y-your legs, floor, bed..." You stopped for a second to breathe. The tip of your tail came back to live when you tried to name two more things but your mind could not choose which one.

"Two more, kitty. Don't overthink it." San encouraged you.

"Carpet and a gun." You said suddenly, surprising him as you pressed your moisty nose against his bare arm.

Gun? What gun... Oh..

He gasped looking to the side, where he left it. The second he answered his phone and heard the you are going through a horribly strong panic attack, San has dropped everything and came. His first thought was to shoot the guy who dared to cross the doorstep of his room.

" Four things that you can touch."

"The soft carpet, hard floor, the bed and you."

"Good girl." San kissed your head, drawing a circle of your back with his palm. He could feel that you are regaining control over your body as you breathe in his scent.

"Give me three things that you can hear?"

"The rain outside. People talking downstairs, and your heartbeat." With each example, your panther ears twitch, turning in a different direction.

"Two things you can smell." San did not give you the chance to think about any of the things you just said.

"Your scent and... "You hesitate, gripping his tee tighter as you press your nose harder against his bicep. "Him."

"One thing you can feel." He says quickly, grabbing your face gently with his hands to look you in the eyes. Without second thought, you straighten up and kissed him. San leant back, pulling you with him as he kissed you softly.

"Love." You gasped, laying next to him on the floor. "Thank you."

"Don't thank me, kitten. What do you want to do? I have to deal with the moron." He growls, pulling you closer, all of a sudden feeling protective.

Love was not a foreign word in your vocabulary, neither in San's. What you two shared was love, but neither of you said these three words yet, and you were fine with it. You don't need to hear him say it, situation like this speak for themselves. 

[raylee-kai]

Hitman!Yeosang - Deadpool

Pairing: Yeosang x Hitman!Y/N

Words: 840

It was past midnight. You were in your bed, hugging a pillow, as you heard the hard soles of his shoes hitting against the floor. You've learned his name just yesterday, when one of your IT guys saw a poster with your face and a big number just under it.

Now everyone knew who the infamous Artemis is, how does she look like. Artemis, one of a kind. You were the only hitman, or shall I say hit-woman. Poisoned arrows were your signature, with red feathers at the end.

You were no longer safe, and could not stay in the tiny flat you lived in for the past three years. You left most of your things behind, your suitcase was stuffed with different knives, and bolt heads' forms.

You have not changed your location for a week now, and people from the dark web seemed to have forgotten about the price for your head. Maybe you can finally stop moving out every two days. 

6 M O N T H S L A T E R

He was coming back each night, holding a Black Glock. You on the other hand were holding onto the knife under the pillow. Your heart was calm, it was not the first time someone was aiming a gun at you. It took him half of a year to find you, and he finally did, but each night he could not bring himself to pull the trigger.

After six months of hiding, and killing all the young, inexperienced hitmen you have made peace with the fact that you can not kill them all and there will always be someone on your tail. You had to go as far as killing your IT guys - they knew too much. It was nothing personal, it's only about survival.

You have rolled onto your back, letting go of the knife. As usually he was dressed in black long coat, hat and a face mask. The hand in which he held the gun was covered by a leather glove.

"Do you like watching people while they are sleeping, or am I getting a special treatment?" You sassed, getting more comfortable in your bed as you waited for his reply.

Silence.

"Your head is still worth a lot of money." He says suddenly, sending chills down your spine. "Do you have any idea who's standing behind it?"

"No, and I don't care anymore. I can not outrun you all." You scoffed, sitting up as you reached for the knife once again. You may not be able to kill them all but if he came here for a little chit-chat you as well can kill one more and live another few months.

"I did not come here to kill you." He lowers his gun. "I came with an offer. My name is Kang Yeosang and my initials are on the dead pool as well." When he sat on the edge of your bed, you jumped into action. You kneeled behind, grabbing his jaw with your free hand as you press the knife against his neck.

"Why should I trust you?" You hissed in his ear, putting more pressure on the blade.

"Cuz without me, you have no chance, and only I can help you, and only you can help me." Yeosang carefully took your hand in his and pulled the knife away from his neck. "I will send the picture of your dead body to the man who had put you on the dead pool, and you are going to do the same. We will take the money and disappear for a while until we figure out who wants us dead." 

You had no reason to trust him, but at the same time you had no chance without him. The blade fell out of your hand onto the ground as you crawled back under the covers.

"Fine. We will do it tomorrow. I may play dead, but still I need my beautify sleep." You said, hugging a pillow to your chest. "I won't hesitate to kill you if you start acting suspicious. You can sleep on the couch."

In the morning, you have started with the characterization on your neck. Kang is known from his precise knife cuts, so you agreed that he "killed" you by slitting your throat open.

You worked in silence, sitting at the wooden table in your kitchen. A small mirror on a stand was before you as you applied the wax onto your neck, making it look like skin. From time to time your eyes were looking over the glass, checking on the man who was still asleep. Kang Yeosang was in your living room.

A shiver of uneasiness ran down your spine when you saw his knifes laying on the floor next to the couch he was occupying. He tortures people before killing them. You thought, looking back at your reflection, deciding on adding a few bruises here and there, so the whole thing with your death would look real.

After all it's the first time you are disappearing this way.

-> Mafia!San

M a s t e r l i s t

[raylee-kai]

code name is: mars

the brothers m.list 𖠵 secret agent and hitman au   𖤘 dverse tag — mr. park seonghwa ! mr. park hwaseong ! park seyoung

cw: aged up seonghwa, brief mention of death, mention of scars, nsfw themes, gun kink

mars is the oldest brother and also the illegitimate son in this messed up family. he is only known as mars, very few people know his real name and given his history he can’t use the family name. he joined the crime syndicate when he was young and he’s mostly known for his reputation as a fearsome hitman.

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[raylee-kai]

park seyoung

the brothers m.list 𖠵 secret agent and hitman au   𖤘 dverse tag mr. park seonghwa ! mr. park hwaseong ! mars

cw: gn!reader. contains nsfw themes

degrees: business/languages and literature _ job: henchman in a criminal organization _ more coming soon

being the youngest of the family park seyoung is 6 years younger than his brothers seonghwa and hwaseong. he is very close to both of them but due to circumstances, him and seonghwa can only hear from each other once in a blue moon and are always /secret/ brief calls.

he works with his brother hwaseong as his henchman and helper in the family’s messed up criminal syndicate, he looks up to him a lot and even tho, deep down, he doesn’t necessarily endorse the family activity, he admires his dedication and how he manages the business alone (and how he puts up with their parents’ constant snooping)

his parents sent him away to australia to attend uni and to keep him in check, seeing how seonghwa turned his back on them when he was seyoung’s age. they sent him abroad to study but they actually had ulterior motives, having him there to get some hands on experience and run operations for a still fairly new project. during his uni years he split his time between australia and south korea.

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[raylee-kai]

mr. park hwaseong

the brothers m.list 𖠵 secret agent and hitman au   𖤘 dverse tag — mr. park seonghwa ! park seyoung ! mars

cw: contains nsfw themes (there’s a warning when it starts), sub!reader, fem!reader for the nsfw part

nickname: seong _ job: head of a criminal organization _ more coming soon

mr. park hwaseong, born 21 minutes after his twin seonghwa even though they always got along and were really close when they were little their relationship started to fall apart in high school and kept deteriorating with time. they are no longer in contact with each other since seonghwa left. but things are about to change soon.

very fond of his younger brother seyoung who also works with him. but he makes sure to always protect him and silently tries to lessen the burden of the family business off his shoulders by keeping a lot for himself.

took over the family contraband distribution business, and he’s now the head of the organization. he’s very well known and has a lot of connections in the field, he is also one of the most dreaded gangster. despite everything he is a very hardworking man even though his parents still have a say in everything and a lot of power over the syndicate and over him, especially his father who butts in in a lot of his decisions.

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[raylee-kai]

the brothers — a secret agent and hitman au 

i finally present you a new au that falls somehow under the seonghwa-verse speectrum but with new characters and stories. this all started with me and @/hoetaeseok​ rambling as usual and one specific pic of seonghwa and as she said “seonghwa’s maturity and a fucking suit led to this”.

all the stories within this universe are independent from each other (unless stated otherwise) just connected by the three main characters and their back story.

mr. park seonghwa — a secret agent working for the government, his twin mr. park hwaseong — head of a criminal organization, and their younger brother park seyoung — working with hwaseong as his henchman but mainly just a reckless boy enjoying life. (plus their oldest half-brother mars — reliable and fearsome hitman in the family syndicate)

𖠵 park seonghwa profile — park hwaseong profile — park seyoung profile — mars profile 𖠵

other: ig accs

masterlist: 

⇢ blurb: mars

track the verse tag 𖤘 seonghwa 𖠵 hwaseong 𖠵 seyoung 𖠵 mars

⌕ — full m.list — shverse

[raylee-kai]

[ wooyoung x reader ] - predicament

wk- 600

summary: wooyoung can't stop flirting with you during a mission, and yeosang simply has had enough of his best friend's bullshit.

notes: spy!au, agent!reader, agent!ateez, f!reader, savage yeo

taglist: @atthispointwhoevencares @leximb1997

"Y/n, you're stepping on my feet."

"I know."

A long pause.

"You look like a lamb trying to walk for the first time"

If looks could kill, the man you're currently dancing with would be a pile of ashes right now.

You had to accompany Wooyoung, of all people, to the Mayor's Ball and charity event as his fiancé to keep an eye out on one of the attendees who's been giving you and your team trouble for the past few months. The banquet hall was filled with obnoxious laughter, clinking glasses, and numerous dancing couples surrounding the both of you. The LED spotlights did a fantastic job at giving you a pounding headache, and Wooyoung's nonsense chattering was just the cherry on top. The two of you had just gotten back inside the hall after spending most of your time outside on the balcony, when Wooyoung insisted on joining other couples to dance in the center as a live jazz band played in the corner, because "If we don't, we'll look suspicious."

Wooyoung discreetly scanned the crowd, making sure there wasn't anyone he recognized. His hands rested gently onto the small of your waist as you adjusted your grip from around his neck to simply pressing your forearms against his torso as you swayed your hips to the rhythm of the music playing. His eyes trailed down to your exposed cleavage, before quickly diverting them to meet your eyes.

"This is the most romantic date we've been on, Y/n."

"This is the only date we've been on."

"You sound disappointed."

"Believe me, not in the slightest."

He felt a surge of pride as you avoided eye contact, teeth gnawing at the inside of your cheek. He knew that was a nervous habit of yours. He simply knew you too well.

"Oh, cheer up, babe," Wooyoung snickered, his slicked back, blonde wig shining underneath the banquet hall's chandeliers, "I can take you out whenever you'd like. All you have to do is ask."

"Is this your sorry attempt at flirting?" you hissed in a hushed tone, absentmindedly tugging a strand of your blonde wig in distaste. This thing was heavy and itchy. You couldn't wait to take it off.

"Maybe. Is that a challenge," he asked into your ear, minty breath sending a shiver down your spine. You gripped his dress shirt in fistfuls.

"Ah- .. no, I-"

His hands slid down from your waist, to your ass, before settling onto the side of your thigh, fingers patting the leg holster underneath your dress. You felt your face heat up as you met his gaze, his eyes observing you intently, breath ghosting your face as he leaned forward to close the gap between you. You met him at the very last second ,his lips feather-like as he brushed them against your own.

"Look," Yeosang's frustrated voice suddenly crackled into your earpieces, "the entire team knows you both have this bizarre love-hate relationship okay- and the sexual tension is probably suffocating your very last brain cells, and quite frankly, me as well, but can you two jump each other's bones another day, preferably not when you two are in the middle of a mission? Even Jongho here is gagging."

"It's true."

You exchanged mortified glances with Wooyoung, jaws dropping and mouths hanging open in silence.

Muffled laughter of your other team members was audible through your ear piece. You watched in fascination as Wooyoung's ear turned a bright shade of pink.

"Uh," Yunho called from the other end, tone awkward and amused all at once, "wasn't that a bit much, Yeo? I think they were having a moment."

"Absolutely not," the hacker spat.

"Wooyoung?"

"They're not answering. Did they die," Seonghwa mumbled in concern.

"I wish," Wooyoung grumbled. You couldn't help but laugh at his response. He gauged your reaction momentarily, before reaching up to muting his earpiece and mumbling meekly, "We're finishing this conversation when we get back."

"Y/n, tell that idiot I can still hear him."

[raylee-kai]

bodyguard.

synopsis : in which his task is to be your bodyguard, his mob-boss’s daughter. where he not only guards you but also guards your body.

pairing : seonghwa x reader

themes : romcom, angst & smut.

word count : 37.8K.

to say that your father trusted you was a correct statement to some extent, but what he didn’t trust was the environment you were brought up in.

raising two kids despite being a mafia syndicate and hiding his very mafia-like tendencies wasn’t always easy, considering that both his kids would run around during meetings that not a single soul was to hear.

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[raylee-kai]

i want jongho to fuck me so hard i scream and cry but that's impossible and unfair

it only is if you dont ask him before.

imagine this (nsfw ahead; detailed desc themes of bdsm- the dominance, submissiveness, masochism parts; mentions of marking, dacriphyllia, breeding and heavy trust. remember boundaries in anything bdsm and heavy kink-related!)

he never wants to inflict actual pain unless you beg him and show that you trust him. and this will take months to about a year or two of being together.

when he's realized that you won't let up, and that you trust him with your body, jongho'd give you a loving kiss and immediately give you a shared safe word. 'shared' because if he feels like he's hurting you or wants to stop himself he'll blurt it out.

after you nodded in agreement, he would instantly smile and kiss you with more fervor, more roughness. little did you know that this was a mere taste of what was yet to come.

you almost regret your decision tbh. he still gave you chances to rest or stop completely, but each time you insisted on continuing. and with each permissive head motion or vocal hum he'd go harder than before.

before the actual sex happened, your neck, thighs and ass were decorated in medium-dark red marks; not hard to recover from but felt warm to the touch. your cunt was constantly gushing out it's own lubricant after it's had orgasm after orgasm from jongho's skilled lips and tongue, your clit and outer lips feeling slightly sensitive and a small throbbing sting.

finally inside, he goes hard on you. face down, ass up and gripped hard by his huge hands. he pounds into you so hard that tears are forced out of your ducts. you're screaming "jongho! JJONG, FUCK!" before sobbing from your cervix being repeatedly being rammed against.

jongho would pull out of you before turning you around and lifting your legs to your chest; head if you're flexible enough. he feels your legs shaking yet he orders you to hold them while he pushes he still hard length in your now

reddened core, yourself somehow clenching unto him although you're visibly tired. apparently your libido isnt.

he doesnt gain a steady rhythm before you cry out in pleasure and pain and slight fatigue. jongho would probably look at your teared-stained cheeks before kissing your entire face and lightly biting your cheeks and nose, a huge contrast from him destroying your lower half.

when he comes inside you, you might as well consider yourself pregnant with how much he unloaded in you. you worked him up so much throughout the past months/two years of dating that all his pent-up sexual frustration emptied inside of you. when he pulls out of you, he acts like his usual caring self, scared of broke you as you appeared to be in deep subspace.

but you never felt better. yes your core almost felt like it was on fire, leaking your boyfriend's seed; your legs felt nearly numb; and you couldnt stop mumbling and babbling 'daddy' and 'so much'; but once jongho gently lifted you up and gave you a quick, warm bath with him and helped you put on pjs and put on your favorite movie, you slowly got out of your heavy subspace.

"you did so well," jongho praised. he'd rub your shoulders while pulling up your leg and arm sleeves to rub aloe vera on your bruises to ensure that they heal fast. you'd smile and gave him a lazy kiss before falling into a deep sleep.

depending on how high your pain tolerance is you guys might do this type of sex every tine you guys get that intimate with each other

[raylee-kai]

Hii !! I'm really enjoying reading your ateez scenarios, your writing is so good 🥺💖 may i can request a headcanon for mingi as boyfriend, pleaseee? (fluff + smut)

hello!! i am so glad you like them!! and of course you can! i hope you enjoy!

Mingi as your boyfriend!

(headcanon)

pairs: mingi x afab! reader

📌warnings:

FLUFF + SMUT - size kink, sex mentions, reader referred to as small, food mention, cursing (my bad lol), kinda angsty for the smut area??, anxious mingi but reader gives him some reassurance, lots of reassurance mentioned, moaning, i think that’s it but if there’s anything else lmk pls!

firstly let me say, this man is such a softie for you

you want anything? he already has it in his hands ready to give it to you

sore after a long day? he already has the biggest hug and back rubs waiting for you

mingi is a gentle person and i think he also is very interested in whomever he is with

meaning he will learn everything about you

from the frequent things you do to the little things that nobody has ever noticed before

i take mingi as the type to rather go eat at his favorite tteokbokki restaurant with you then a big fancy dinner

but for bigger things i can see him wanting to take you out to a nice restaurant

and when he does, oh boy.

depending on what this bigger thing is he’s gonna have flowers, a little gift or a big gift, and only the best for you

mingi wants nothing more than to take care of you and he would want the same back

at first things were a little awkward but he definitely opened up after a while and now he is the most comfortable around you

he is definitely the type to almost pass out when you wear anything of his

you spent the night for the first time and when you woke up your realized you had forgot a shirt so without mingi noticing you snuck into his closet and picked out a cute shirt he had to match ur casual pants and omg when he saw you he almost fainted. you looked so cute and pretty in his shirt. not all thoughts were pg but damn he loved you in his clothes

he would hit you with the ‘you should wear my clothes more’ whisper in ur ear whilst trying to sneak past him.

alrighttttt smut under the cut!

ok so i don’t take mingi as the type to be a hard dom but i can imagine him (being the bigger man he is) wanted to have sort of a lead?

although the other have of me can see him wanting to just sit back and let you do whatever you may want to do with him

so maybe switch mingi?

some days when it’s been long and he has thought about nothing but fucking you all day i feel like he would be definitely more dominant but at the same time engaging in passionate sex with you

to mingi i think sex might have a more personal meaning to him and he takes it more as making love then having sex

there could be an occurance though that he begins to feel jealous or insecure due to the laughing and chatting you are doing with a guy friend who is clearly interested in you.

it could go one of both ways, he could be upset and mad or he could possibly feel insecure about it. it just depends on the mood honestly

if he’s mad,,,,,, hmm ur gonna have a fun night because i definitely can see him saying things like ‘whose name comes to your mind when you feel this good’ and ‘who fucks you this good? who else knows your body like i do love’

and when you whimper out his name in pleasure it gives him a sense of reassurance that nobody can make you feel the way you do but him.

but if he is letting it get to his head i think he would just approach you and maybe be a little needy.

i think he would pout and kinda just linger around while pacing because he just was thinking about random thoughts like ‘what if he can do better than me in every way’ or ‘am not i good enough? is that why she was so interested?’

but all those thoughts wash away when you approach him since you knew something was off

“you know i only love you right? i only think about you, and most of all i only come to you. nobody else min” you say to give him some reassurance.

he sighs, knowing he is yours. all he wants is to be taken care of so on nights like those i can imagine having to take control a little bit and remind him of just how much your his

on another note i can definitely see him having a size kink.

mingi is like a giant, literally

i mean maybe not to some but i am apart of the short community and that man is TALLLLLLL

when he sees you in one of his hoodies sitting on the kitchen counter,,,, you are done for.

all you were doing was eating your ice cream until he came up placing himself in between your thighs and whispering in your ear ‘you look so cute and small in my hoodie, so fuckable’

that is the last thing he said before that ice cream was longggg forgotten LOLL

a/n :

(im sorry if this sucked LOL i am physically and mentally drained from this last weekend. i hope you enjoyed though!!)

[raylee-kai]

atz masterlist!

➤ updated: may 15, ‘22 ➤ please do not repost or reupload my work!

poly!ateez series

→ dating poly!woosan (wooyoung + san) → dating poly!seongjoong (seonghwa + hongjoong) → dating poly!yungi (yunho + mingi) → dating poly!woosang (wooyoung + yeosang) → dating poly!jongsang (jongho + yeosang) → dating poly!hongsang (hongjoong + yeosang)

poly!ateez detour!

→ how to train your sub!mingi 101 (poly!yungi)

other

→ tame the dragon (and the gift is yours) - dragon!hybrid yunho

coming soon

→ dating poly!sansang (san + yeosang) - coming soon → dating poly!woogi (wooyoung + mingi) - coming soon → dating poly!minjoong (mingi + hongjoong) - coming soon → dating poly!jonggi (jongho + mingi) - coming soon → dating poly!sanhwa (san + seonghwa) - coming soon

if you have any ideas you’d like to see fleshed out, I’m slow as a turtle but more than happy to write it out. shoot me an ask and you shall receive!