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You’re Mine: Chapter 4 - Christopher Reed x Reader

Summary: You’re Chairman Go’s omega granddaughter who knew and dated alpha Christopher Reed as a teenager when you lived in the US, well aware of his yandere tendencies and accepted it. You lost contact but reunited due to various chairmen of different countries agreeing to an experiment to pair high ranking alphas with high ranking omegas in hopes to produce more Hunter based families. Reed came back for you and utilized his rank to make sure you’re his chosen omega for the project. Adventures of alpha yandere!Reed and his omega.

Warning: Unrepentant yandere!Reed. Obsessiveness. Possessiveness. Overprotectiveness. Manipulation. Acceptance of yandere behavior by reader. Sexual situation: oral (m&fem giving/receiving), squirting

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MDNI —--- MINORS DO NOT INTERACT —-- MDNI

You both finished bathing together. For a while, you had sat in the tub in Christopher’s lap, leaning back against his chest, just relaxing. He washed you and himself taking care not to get too intimate with you. The two of you dried off, put on clothes, him in only sweatpants and underwear and you in one of his t-shirts and your underwear, and left the bathroom and entered your room.

The walls were white with a ceiling fan that you could turn on the light to. You had a dark gray dresser for your house clothes and underclothes along with a vanity desk along the wall in one corner. Your computer setup was in the other corner where you’d play games like Lost Ark, League of Legends, and Teamfight Tactics. You weren’t the best at PC games, but you enjoyed it all the same. During your time off when you’re not visiting people, if you weren’t reading or watching dramas or music shows, you’re often found playing games.

Your nest was located in the middle of your room. You didn’t like going into your nest without showering first if you left home, excluding when you go to the main house. You need to do your best to keep it clean. Your nest consisted of your large king sized bed with four pillows on top and two green and blue colored comforters, respectively, folded at the edge of your bed. There were some stuffed animals like your sea otter plushie and your axolotl squish mallow among others. He'd make sure to buy you whatever you wanted for your nest and scent as many things as you wanted. He couldn’t wait for you to make a nest in his mansion. There were various clothes strewn across your nest from trying to find clothes to dress in for your meeting with Christopher.

“Cute.” Christopher held you in his arms, swaying you back and forth, as he examined your room.

“Come into my nest, alpha.” You tugged at his arms, leading him to your nest. You gathered your clothes and set them on your computer chair. You’d deal with it later. Christopher had taken a seat at the edge of your nest, but you rushed back to him and lightly pushed his shoulders to get him to follow you before climbing onto your bed and moving towards the headboard to rest your head on your pillows. Christopher followed suit after you settled down and wrapped you in his arms, your back to his chest, and scented you again as his scent had washed off of you because of the bath.

You turned around after he finished scenting you almost into a scent high. “Do you like my nest?” you questioned him, happily nuzzling into him as much as you could. You were purring non stop because of how happy you were.

“Of course I do, baby. It’s very comfortable, and your arrangement of your things is cute like you are.” He kissed you along your hairline, pecking you repeatedly leading you to giggle. Christopher was thrilled at being in your nest. He couldn’t believe he was in one of them after all these years. The trust you’ve shown him today had him falling more in love with you, which he didn’t think was even possible. Inviting an alpha into an omega’s nest especially when in a courtship showed that the omega was serious in having the alpha as her mate. You both understood that as teenagers, but you were forced to move away before Christopher could claim you as his omega. You knew Christopher was courting you as a teenager, but you were mistaken in thinking he didn’t want you after you moved back to Korea, thinking that the courting was broken when you stopped talking to each other. Now you knew better, and you were determined more than ever to have him as your mate. Trial period be damned. You’d get him to mate you soon, and no one could separate you again.

Christopher rolled over until he was pinning you down onto your bed with you gazing up at him. He quickly captured your lips with his, his tongue licked your lips to ask for entrance. As soon as you opened your lips for him, he shoved his tongue into your mouth, licking into you as much as he could. You closed your eyes and clung onto his shoulders, loving the feeling of his body against yours. He was conscious to keep most of his weight off of you so as not to hurt you, but the feeling of his body against yours lit a fire under you. You pressed your mouth harder against his mouth, sucking on his tongue for a moment, and Christopher let out a deep moan at that. Hearing him moan, you bucked your hips against his with a whimper. He pulled away from you, panting. “Soon, I promise. I’ll claim you soon, I promise,” he kept mumbling those words to you, and you let out a whine at how much you wanted him.

“Alpha, please.” You bared your throat to him in submission. You desperately wanted him to claim you. You’ve gone so long without him, you didn’t want to wait anymore. “Please, I want you,” you whined at him.

He growled at you. “Don’t you dare, omega. I said soon.” You pouted, but he’s grown immune to it. Your lips twisted in displeasure at that. Seeing that, Christopher sighed and pressed down harder against you, burying his head in your neck, and just inhaling your scent. You keened, so he pressed his canines slightly against your skin. So spoiled and yet here he was doing the spoiling. The pressure of his canines wasn’t enough to claim you as a mate, but enough to get you to calm down some. He sucked along your neck leaving hickeys in his wake. The least he could do was mark you up that way. You finally relaxed in his hold.

With your neck all marked up, you’re going to have to use concealer or a turtleneck else your grandfather might have a heart attack. You’re worried he’d actually have one once you mate with Christopher. You know Jinchul was definitely going to freak out. For them, it’ll be too soon to see you mated with a deranged alpha who suddenly showed up out of nowhere to claim you as soon as he could, and that you let him, encouraged him even. They were the ones wanting you to take your time during the trial period, and you felt bad but not bad enough to hold off mating with your alpha. While you wanted your grandfather’s blessing, you were an adult who knew what you wanted, and you wanted your Christopher.

Christopher rolled off you and took you in his arms again, trapping you and tucking your head under his chin. “If you’re good, we can do it tomorrow night after we go out for dinner.” The both of you were getting desperate, so he was willing to mate with you tomorrow after at least one date.

“Really?” you chirped, your scent taking on a sweeter taste causing him to manhandle you so he could move to mouth at your scent gland in your neck for a minute. You moaned, but did your best not to initiate anything wanting to be obedient for your alpha. You’d be so good that he’d definitely want to officially mate you tomorrow night.

He suddenly ripped himself away, eyes wide with blown out pupils, panting. The way you smelled and how you were listening to him riled him up. His control slipped for a moment as his eyes glowed. “Omega,” he called out to you, his alpha having taken over.

In response, your omega surged to the forefront. “Alpha,” your omega purred back. He captured you in another kiss, teeth clashing, and a hand darted to your head and fisted your hair tightly. He kissed you as messily as he could. You cried out, his mouth swallowing your sound, your own pupils taking over your irises at the sensations, eyes glowing. He devoured you, and you submitted. By the time he pulled back, a string of saliva was attached to both your lips, and your omega retreated as did his alpha.

You were laying down, hair spread around you under you, staring up at your alpha, panting. He could smell the arousal coming off of you.

“Fuck!” Christopher slammed a hand down next to your head on the bed, leering down at you. You were so much smaller than him, and he knew he could do anything he wanted to you. “You really try my patience,” he said darkly. His eyes wild. Feral.

“Not that hard when you’re as crazy as you are,” you teased him, still breathing hard, not even phased by Christopher’s reaction.

“And now crazy me is going to show you what happens when you push me. Red to stop. Be grateful, omega,” Christopher sneered at you.

“What? Red to stop? Be grateful?”

He didn’t even bother giving a response. He swiftly moved down your nest and shoved his shirt you were using up your body then yanked your underwear off, situating himself between your thighs. It all happened in seconds.

“Chris, what-?” you couldn’t even finish your sentence before he dove down and sucked harshly on your clit. You gave a loud cry and tried to close your legs only to have his arms hook around your thighs, gripping them to forcefully keep your legs spread wide open. The next thing you know he was shoving his tongue deep in your pussy, and you let out a cross between a moan and a shriek. He licked and sucked, alternating between your pussy and clit, like a man starved, as if drinking your slick was the only thing that could save him from dying of thirst. Fuck, you tasted so good. He was addicted then, and he sure as hell was addicted now. And you were all his. Only his. His omega like he's dreamed of for years.

It was sexy and messy, and you loved it. Your legs trembled at the pleasure, and you leaned up to entangle your fingers in his tousled brown hair and tugged. He moaned into your pussy making you give your own loud moan at the vibration. You kept bucking your hips, riding his face, the pleasure becoming near unbearable. His own hips bucking as his cock hardened in his sweatpants needing relief. The sounds you were making had him going wild. He moved back to sucking your clit and took a hand off your thigh to shove two of his thick, long fingers into your pussy, thrusting them harshly in and out. He groaned at how tight you felt around his fingers. You moaned at the intrusion, uncomfortable, but quickly turning into pleasure, beginning to feel hot pressure building in you because of his fingers and mouth. Fucking hell. You gripped his hair tighter, eyes closed trying to make the pleasure last. “Wanna cum, alpha. Please let me cum,” you kept whimpering over and over. In response, he growled and yanked his fingers out to replace it once more with his mouth and used his fingers to rub at your clit as he thrusted his tongue in and out of you, sometimes licking you along your slit to your clit and back again then thrusting his tongue back into your pussy. You sobbed at how much pleasure you were experiencing, some tears coming out from your eyes, only to release your hold on his hair to arch your back, throwing your head back, mouth agape. Before you knew it, you let out another loud cry and squirted out slick, drenching his face as he groaned, drinking as much as he could manage, some dripping down onto your sheets. You panted and whined due to overstimulation as he kept licking you until he was satisfied that he drank as much of your slick that your body willingly gave him.

Christopher then moved away quickly only to take off his sweatpants and underwear, letting you see his thick cock. He twisted his body to lean against your bed’s headboard but not before he cupped your pussy to get the last of your leaking slick on his hand after wiping off some slick from his face, then wrapped his hand around his cock, fisting it, and started moving his hand using your slick as his lube. You ogled at him, eyes wide as you watched him fist his cock with his hand and your slick. You crawled forward and pawed at his chest, nudging at his chin with the top of your head, pulling back, and doing it over again, silently trying to ask permission to touch him. You knew begging him verbally wouldn’t do a thing. You needed to show him how much you wanted it.

Christopher watched you intently, eyes glowing, for the next minute as he continued to slowly fist his cock. Then his other hand darted to your head to fist into your hair, and he slowly guided you to his cock. You didn’t hesitate to open your mouth to take him in. He only allowed you to suck at the head at first as he fisted himself faster, your drool dripping down his aching, hard cock and his hand. “Good girl. Take what I give you,” he snarled at you. Within the next minute, he took his hand away from his cock, tightened his hand in your hair and pressed down before letting you have some control. You happily slid down further to deep throat him as much as you could, before pulling back licking and sucking the tip of his cock and your hand fisting the rest as your other hand’s nails dug into his thigh. As pleasure and pain mixed, he groaned, eyes closing, and he threw back his head before shooting his seed down your throat, giving a small roar of pleasure. You pulled back and swallowed his cum before Christopher grabbed you, hauling you up to him, and kissed you, tasting yourselves on each other’s lips. As you broke apart, he leaned his forehead against yours, and he moved your bodies to rest against each other, limbs entangled, breath mingling together.

He eventually got up to wash himself in the bathroom after untangling himself from you. He wiped himself down and wet a towel and grabbed another clean towel. Christopher came back into your nest and helped wipe you down with the wet towel and used the other one to wipe down where some of your slick was on your sheets after he patted you down, so you were no longer wet from the wet towel. He’ll change the sheets tomorrow morning. He then put the towels away in the hamper before coming back to you. Both of you dressed back into your pajamas and curled up together in your nest with your blue comforter over the both of you. He pressed himself against you, head resting against your pillow, and trapped you in his arms. You cuddled into his chest feeling sated. You purred your satisfaction causing him to chuff.

“Are you going to behave now, omega?” He nuzzled you, rubbing his cheek against the top of your head.

“Yes, alpha,” you chirped before resuming your purring.

“Go to sleep. It’s late,” he told you, “we’re eating breakfast with your grandfather tomorrow.” He didn’t want to, but you already promised, so he’d go. The mundane things he’d do for you even if he hated other people.

As if on cue at that reminder, you yawned. “Okay. Love you, Chris.” You easily fell asleep several minutes later, tired after the day you had, but not before hearing his next words, a smile spreading on your lips before you drifted off.

“I love you too, (y/n).” He curled around you even more so now he was touching as much as he could of you without making both of you uncomfortable, rumbling. Christopher was soothed by being in your nest and being able to hold you. This was what he wanted every night. He would kill so he could keep having you this way every night. He kept rumbling until he, too, finally fell asleep.

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Halfway through the night, you woke up with a scream in your throat. You clawed at your chest trying to soothe yourself as you finally let out a strangled scream followed by violent sobbing, your scent turning acrid. Christopher immediately snapped awake. “Omega? (y/n)?” he called out your name. Your head snapped towards your alpha as you recognized his voice, still sobbing, and threw yourself into his arms. He embraced you and held you as close as could be possible. “I’m here, I’m here…” He kept repeating, as he gently rocked you back and forth.

“Alpha,” you cried out. “Alpha, please help. Please help me. Help. Please help.” You couldn’t stop seeing Beru kill Min. While you had gotten to know the shadow ant for a while, you could still remember him killing one of your closest friends, and who was going to kill all of you before he was stopped. You remembered Eunseok as he died, killed by an ant that you nor Min or even Baek could save him from. You remembered your parents dying to High Orcs and Nagas, them screaming for you to run and get away as your parents, newly awakened, tried to fight off the monsters who wanted to rip you all apart. It was Christopher who found you quickly and defended you from jackals about to tear you apart. “Don’t die, alpha. You can’t die,” you whimpered in-between your violent sobbing; starting to hyperventilate at the thought of Christopher dying and choking on your sobs.

“Alpha is alive, omega. I’ll protect you just like I did when we were young. I’ll keep protecting you now. Alpha is here to help you.” Christopher gently guided you to rest your head against his neck and released his scent, pumping a lot of it out, hoping it’ll help you calm down. “Breathe with me. 1 deep breath, exhale. 2 deep breaths, exhale.” For a moment, he tried to get you to breathe and inhale his scent so you’d feel surrounded by him. You slowly stopped hyperventilating but the sobs continued. He needed to break you out of your flashbacks. Christopher had an epiphany and remembered that asking someone to describe their senses has the chance to drag them back into the present rather than staying in the flashbacks.

“What do you see, omega? Can you tell alpha what you see?”

“I see alpha. I see my nest.” You hiccuped trying to answer him. Your eyes were glazed over, but your sobbing was lessening. “I’m in my nest.”

“Good girl. You're doing good. What do you feel?”

“I feel alpha holding me.”

Just a little bit more. “That’s right, sweet girl.” He started humming and asked, “What did you just hear?”

“I heard alpha humming.” You finally started to relax as you became more aware of where you are and who was there with you. You weren’t back at Jeju Island nor in America where your parents died to protect you. You were in your alpha’s arm snuggled up with him. You licked at his neck scent gland.

“And what did you just taste, omega?”

“I tasted alpha’s scent gland so I can smell more of alpha’s sandalwood even if I can’t smell well right now.” He finally felt you melt against him, your sobs dying off.

“I’m sorry that I woke you up.” You rested against your alpha, eyes closing as your hands lay over his chest. You could feel his heart beating, telling you Christopher was alive right next to you. If your alpha died, you’d go with him. You couldn’t bear to lose more loved ones. It’s not fair that so many of them have died because of these monsters.

“Don’t be sorry.” Christopher’s embrace crushed you to him. You welcomed it. You needed it. It meant being with Christopher was real. That he was here with you and not back in America out of your reach. The only person in the whole world that you trusted to keep you safe without question. The one who saved you from dying from monsters at the beginning of the gates and one of the few who lived to tell the tale. He crooned to you over and over, “Alpha is here. Alpha will take care of you.” You fell asleep to his comforting hug and words. Christopher vowed that he’d do his best not to die. You needed him with you, and he couldn’t leave you behind in this world with you being so vulnerable. He had to live so you would live. With that thought in mind, he did his best to drift off to sleep. Tomorrow would be a tiring day, he just knew it, but hopefully at the end of the night it’d go well, and you won’t have any nightmares.

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Morning came soon enough. Your daily alarm went off, waking the both of you up. Luckily, you often woke up early to spend the morning relaxing before eating breakfast with your grandfather, so you had more than enough time to get ready. Christopher changed the bedsheets for you with your extra ones while you tidied up your living room. You’d need to wash laundry sometime soon. Both of you took another bath together again to relax, needing it because of last night, before you worked on getting ready to eat breakfast with your grandfather. You were feeling much better after sleeping the rest of the night dreamless and the nice bath you took with Christopher.

You scanned your neck in the mirror looking disgruntled after you and he dressed in your respective underclothes. You didn’t realize how much Christopher marked up your neck. Christopher was drying off your hair with a towel as you took a good look at your neck for the first time that morning. He tossed the towel in the hamper and leaned forward so your back was flush against his chest, arms wrapped around your waist, a smug smile tugging at his lips. Your neck was marked all over with hickeys like he made it his mission to mark you with them as much as he could. “Seriously?” This guy…

“I think it looks good.” Christopher snickered. You smacked his arm but only succeeded in making him guffaw. It always felt like a baby slap to him when you’d do it. He then stopped and kissed the side of your head as he watched you pout. Not an apology but wanting to give you some comfort.

“Aish. Do I wear a turtleneck or makeup?” You moved your head side to side, looking at the sides of your neck, and the many hickies you now have decorating said neck.

“Turtleneck would be easier to cover it up, but he’ll probably know you’re hiding something. The makeup has a chance to smudge, and then he’ll just see it,” he offered his opinion. You were probably screwed either way.

“Well, I should have some nice sleeveless turtlenecks somewhere in my closet.” You patted his arm once and he let you go. You wandered over to your closet and looked at your nice clothes. All your play and home clothes were in your dresser, but your nicer clothes were hung up along with your healing uniform back when you would go on raids rather than meeting hunters after they completed the gate. You eventually found a red sleeveless turtleneck and quickly put it on paired with a pair of black short jeans.

“You look great, pretty girl.” Christopher grabbed your waist and brought you close to him. He hummed in his low tone making you sigh with content as he swayed the two of you back and forth. With your arms around his neck, you rested your head on his chest with your eyes closed drinking in his sandalwood scent, and let him lead you in a dance.

“I always did like dancing with you at home.” You sighed again happily. Christopher said nothing but he squeezed your waist tighter for a second showing he was listening.

Eventually, he stopped humming and just held you in his arms not moving. You looked up at him with a smile, and then he leaned down to give you a chaste kiss. “Brush your hair while I change clothes. I’ll put it up for you after.”

He didn’t need to tell you twice. You got your brush from your vanity and did your best to get rid of the tangles in your hair. Thankfully, you finished brushing your hair before Christopher appeared behind you with a hair band in his hand wearing a tan long sleeve shirt and matching pants. You just handed him the brush, and he put your hair up in a high ponytail. “Thank you,” you chirped at him. You turned around and gave him a quick kiss against his jaw before he leaned down so you could give him another kiss to his lips.

He smiled and grasped your jaw lightly, yet you could feel the possessiveness and assertiveness suddenly radiating from him. “Behave today, omega, and you’ll get what you want.” You nodded after he released you and gripped the sleeve of his long sleeve, feeling joyful at the thought of mating with him.

The two of you left taking with you your essentials like your purse, phones, keys, and wallets just in case you ended up going out. You have a car, but don’t use it all too often, mostly to visit friends, which happens once or twice a week; although, in recent weeks you haven’t been going out at all besides to work. Most days, you get a ride from your grandfather or Jinchul as you tend to go to work with one or the other depending on circumstances.

You opened the back door of the main house and entered with Christopher following, closing the door behind the two of you. Your grandfather was already sitting at the dining table reading the newspaper with a western breakfast laid on the table - pancakes, eggs, and sausage, though there was also rice. “Good morning, grandpa.” You went to his side and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

“Good morning, my dear.” Gunhee put down the newspaper and smiled at you, but his smile faltered for a second when he took a good look at you, seeing you wearing a turtleneck. That wasn’t normal. What were you hiding? It had certainly better not be a mating mark. “Did you sleep well?” His eyes turned to stare down at Reed who greeted him politely. You saw your family’s butler, a beta named Jaejoong, off to the side and waved to him too. He bowed to you before he excused himself to do the gardening.

“Good morning, Mr. Go. We slept well. Thanks for asking,” Reed replied, returning to his cordial self. The two of you took the seats next to each other with your seat nearer to your grandfather while he sat at the head of the table.

“I asked Jaejoong to make a western breakfast since I wasn’t sure you’d be accustomed to Korean food,” said Gunhee, a strained smile on his lips. You noticed he kept scanning you then glaring at Christopher moments later and rinse and repeat. You held back a wince. Looks like Christopher was right and your grandfather did suspect something. Yeah, you were screwed. Oh boy. You looked at Christopher catching the fake smile that was borderline a smirk at the looks your grandfather kept sending him, and you could feel a headache coming on. You knew he was about to pull some shit that was going to bother your grandfather. And just like that, suddenly you felt a hand on your thigh, Christopher making it into a show, and you almost banged your head on the table at the obvious challenge he was sending your grandfather who looked annoyed. He told you to behave only to misbehave himself, blatantly putting his hand on your thigh.

You put your hand over his and dug your nails in. He didn’t even flinch but merely turned to smile at you causing you to send him a look of disbelief. His smile got wider, a manic tinge to it, and you had to stop yourself from making a strangled noise. You forgot how petty he could be just because someone who he couldn’t just walk away from was annoying him. “Let’s eat. Shall we?” Your grandfather cut in. He definitely was unhappy right now. Christopher gave your thigh another squeeze before the three of you started eating.

You quietly ate your meal wanting to hide. You had hoped for the best, but clearly you knew this was going badly already. It was silent except for the clicking of utensils against the plates. Your gaze darted from your grandfather to Christopher and back again. Gunhee looked tense like he didn’t know whether to say something or not. He honestly looked ready to throttle Christopher. Your alpha, on the other hand, broke into a self-satisfied smile that was almost all teeth. You wanted to disappear.

“So do you have any plans today?” Your grandfather turned towards you as he decided he’d ignore Reed. Focusing on him any longer will lead to Gunhee starting something and upsetting you. He knew you were already feeling anxious by the smell of your scent, so he decided to cut you some slack. You were happy with Reed, but it was hard to accept him, yet he wouldn’t start something so as to not ruin your happiness.

You gave him a thankful smile, understanding that your grandfather was trying for you, getting a weak smile in return. “We’re planning to go out for dinner but nothing in particular during the day,” you answered.

“We could just stay home until then,” Christopher offered, “I don’t mind just staying in if you want since we’re going out later.” He just wanted to stay with you in your nest before your date. Last night was still on his mind, and he was worried about you.

“Actually, why don’t you take him to the White Tiger’s headquarters to see Baek? There should be no raids he’ll be participating in today. He asked about you yesterday. He also mentioned his mate would like to see you before you leave for America.” Your grandfather suggested. Gunhee trusted you to tell him the truth when you did mate, but he hoped you’d wait for a while to get to know Reed again before you do something you’d later regret. It was just so hard knowing he's losing you to such an unhinged alpha. “Just don’t cause trouble with Baek’s guild.” He reminded the both of you of what he asked when you first saw Christopher again. You turned to stare at Christopher at that statement, which he only raised an eyebrow back.

“Hmmm…well, both options sound good. I should go see Miseon-unnie and Jiyeon-unnie too before I leave.” You thought of Baek’s mate and Min’s widowed mate. Jiyeon has been refusing to move on even though her mating bond was broken now that Min has passed. At least half of those who lose their mates never take another due to how deeply they loved their mate when they were still alive as is the case with Jiyeon. You remember how much in love those two had been together. You really do miss Min; your sunbae was one of the best omega friends you’ve ever had.

Part of you resented Sung for only interfering in the Jeju raid when Cha got severely injured and not any earlier when you were all already in trouble. He could’ve even gone with you all from the beginning like you had asked him to. You tried to not let it get to you back when you were still trying to court him, but now with him having essentially screwed you over, regardless of how happy you were that you ended up with Christopher, the resentment came back full force added by the humiliation you suffered. You lost one of your greatest friends that day, and it’s hard to lose friends for you as it always reminds you of losing your family due to a dungeon break in America. It didn’t help that Jeju island was a dungeon break gone very, very wrong. “Chris, maybe we should go see Yoonho-sunbae. It’s been a while since we talked, and you can see one of our top S-Rank hunters. Maybe we can even see Hunter Choi. He’s the Korean alpha representative chosen for the experiment. Before we leave, we should meet with my omega friends too.”

Christopher grimaced in displeasure secretly making your grandfather pleased, both feeling petty towards one another. “If that’s what you want then okay.” He clicked his tongue but said nothing else on the subject. If that’s what you wanted, then you’d get it. He hated alphas and omegas, finding them a threat to both you and him, but for you, he’d sort of try. These people supported you when he couldn’t, so maybe he’ll give them a chance as long as they acknowledged that he was your alpha, which he would officially be after tonight even if you already mentally claimed each other. It’s not like he ever planned to go through a trial period and wait to mate you. Why would he when he could have you as soon as both of you were prepared to become each other’s mate? But if any alphas started sniffing around you, he would attack them. God forbid anyone actually tried to harm you because then he’d kill them. Luckily, most alphas scattered when faced with Christopher even before he became a national hunter. “I’m scenting you before we leave,” he grumbled lowly to you. At least then he’d feel more comfortable being surrounded by them than if you weren’t smelling like him.

You rubbed his arm. “Thank you, alpha,” you chirped. Christopher softened at you using his alpha title. He’d never get tired of you acknowledging him as your alpha. “I promise you can scent me after breakfast and before we go.” That cheered him up, but then it was your grandfather’s turn to grimace before he smoothed over his expression. You deadpanned having seen it. These petty alpha dick swinging contests are annoying, you thought to your omega. She agreed, and you could just imagine her shaking her head making tsk noises.

Your grandfather checked the time and sighed. “Time to go to work for me.” Both of you stood up at the same time. You hugged your grandfather and gave him another kiss on the cheek. “Take care of yourself, grandpa! Or I’ll tell Jinchul to take matters into his own hands to make sure you are,” you told him.

Gunhee laughed and hugged you back. “Be good while I’m gone. Also leave the dishes. Jaejoong will take care of it.” Gunhee was reluctant to leave you two alone. He really hoped you weren’t doing anything because you’re being pressured into it by Reed. Gunhee just couldn’t find it in himself to trust him.

“I’m 26, grandpa. I’ll be fine.” You narrowed your eyes at him, cheeks puffed out. That image probably didn’t help. You admit you were a bit childish, especially as it can be a coping mechanism for you, but you also knew how to be an adult, somewhat anyway. But you’d argue that most people didn’t know how to be mature adults even if they were of age, so there was that. Actually, you know what, you might as well be a bit childish. You blamed Christopher and Jinchul. They babied you too much, and you got used to it. And you weren’t going back from it. They better keep babying you. Makes life a whole lot easier for you. You’re surrounded by mostly great alphas here in Korea. Too bad Sung and Cha were terrible alphas to you. Back in America, Christopher had you mostly surrounded by betas unless they were part of your school’s baseball team that had been essentially ruled by Christopher, Jordan, and then Sean later.

“You’ll always be my dear granddaughter to me. So be good,” Gunhee told you, “and stay out of trouble.”

“Hmph. It's not my fault that trouble finds me.” You pouted. It was true though. Sometimes you were just in the wrong place at the wrong time like when there was a dungeon break when you were buying lunch at a restaurant on your lunch break. You were upset not only because some people were injured, though you healed them right up so you didn’t worry about them and got them to safety, but also because the restaurant that sold your favorite tteokbokki had to be shut down for a while. Luckily, you tended to escape the troublesome situations mostly unscathed in the end because someone you knew came to the rescue. That time it was Eunseok, Baek and Min since they were in the area at the time eating lunch themselves. Often, it was either Jinchul or Eunseok, Baek, and Min, before the two of them died, getting you out of trouble although Choi has helped you out a few times too. You knew you were going to give Jinchul early gray hairs at this point, maybe even sending him to an early grave. Your poor best friend was always going crazy with worry whenever you got into dumb situations by accident. He really was like a mom and a dad at the same time making you laugh, and you appreciated him all the more for it.

“Sure, my dear.” Gunhee was amused. He knew the trouble you often got into and how much stress your friends endure due to it. He's just relieved that you tended to come out mostly alright in the end. Nothing that your healing can’t heal anyway. “Alright. I’ll head out now. Love you, my dear.”

“Love you too, grandpa,” you chirped, waving goodbye to him. He left, and it was just you and Christopher who didn’t even bother saying goodbye to your grandfather, not that Gunhee cared. You whirled around to face Christopher with a huff. “You tell me to behave and then you do that!” You flail your arms dramatically and the utter gall of your alpha to only laugh at you in response. “Seriously, Chris!” you whined.

“I’m not sorry,” said Christopher. Your jaw dropped at his shamelessness. You sputtered for a moment.

“I know you have your issues but could you at least try to get along with my grandfather?”

“He hasn’t liked me since the beginning anyway. He knows there’s something off about me when, you know, I threatened everyone in that online conference.” He shrugged, not particularly bothered that your grandfather didn’t like him. That won’t stop him from having you, so he didn’t care, but just in case, he asked, “Will you not mate with me because we don’t get along?”

“Shut up. You know I’ll mate with you regardless of anything.” You rolled your eyes. He’s really made it a thing where the only one he cared about was you and damn the rest. Well, you suppose he wouldn’t be the same unhinged alpha you knew if he was any different. It definitely helped you last night.

“Watch it, omega,” he said, but he couldn’t help but chuff at your confirmation that you’d mate with him regardless of anything. That was a relief to him. He really did not care about much as long as there were no threats to you or your relationship with him. Because if there were, if he can’t just ruin their lives in some way to get them to back off, well, then, he’d have to solve the problem the old fashioned way: killing whoever he needed to. He smiled maliciously at the thought, his alpha growling in agreement. Unless they harmed you, then all bets were off. He would just kill them.

You sighed, your headache getting worse at the wicked smile that just crossed his lips. “Let’s just go back into my nest. We’ll head out after lunch. I just want to lie back down for a while. I have a headache.”

Christopher easily swooped you into his arms in a princess carry. You wrapped your arms around him, closing your eyes, leaning against him. You left your essentials on the table since you’d need to go through the main house to leave anyway. Your grandfather wanted it as a security measure so hopefully he’d take care of the intruders if that ever happened before they reached you. You were the apple of his eye and the last of his family, making him overprotective. Luckily, you knew how to deal with overprotectiveness. Thanks, Christopher. “Let’s go back to your nest then. You promised to let me scent you,” he said.

The two of you spent time until lunchtime in your nest getting to know each other all over again with him holding you the entire time, scenting you enough to send you into a scent high for an hour. With you being completely relaxed due to the scent high, he began telling you about what he’d been up to. He told you that he ended up graduating with his economics degree, and the college adventures he went on after you left. Mostly getting dragged around by Jordan to go on raids with some of their classmates, most of them his old teammates, but he stopped talking to the vast majority of them. You were surprised he still talked to Jordy, even telling you that Jordy mated with another beta; although, he forgot her name, making you slap his arm. Like at least remember the name of your long term friend’s mate. Christopher just shrugged. Then he told you that Sean ended up mating with the beta girl you were friends with in high school making you puff out your chest, feeling proud since you were the one to hook them up junior year of high school. He barely remembered her name as Julia, but you guessed it was better than not remembering. Even you had remembered Julia’s name much more easily than him, and you hadn’t seen her in years. At least he remembered his old baseball teammates and apparently still talked to some, which you noticed was only the betas. So now you know what he meant by meeting a few people if he didn’t lock himself in his mansion. He also told you that he liked seafood and spicy foods and the various other hobbies he’s gotten into whenever he had time when he wasn’t raiding.

You then told him your favorite foods like pickled radishes, marinated brisket, pork jowl and pork belly. You enjoy going to Korean barbecues, especially to eat pork jowl. He made a mental note to ask your chief inspector friend about places to go for that. You told him how you spent most of the time working when you moved back after graduating high school in Korea. You didn’t have the chance to go to college as you immediately started helping your grandfather as soon as you could. You told him how you used to raid as a healer, but eventually started to go to gates and wait for hunters to come out and heal them there. You then told him why your grandfather told you to stay out of trouble and how you were often saved by your alpha friends, making Christopher growl at the thought of you being in danger.

You explained that you went and became semi-retired after the fourth completed Jeju Island raid where you suffered PTSD from losing so many of your fellow hunters as you had also participated in the failed third Jeju Island raid. You kept being reminded of your family dying, and all of that culminated into PTSD so you stayed out of raids now and only helped hunters after the raid’s completion because you had froze in the last raid you went on after Jeju. That’s why you freaked out last night. You told him how you’d wake up screaming thinking you or your loved ones died.

Christopher reminded you that you should just fully retire and stay within the comforts of his mansion so you could be away from things that reminded you of hunting that might prompt a breakdown to work on your mental health. If you wanted to go out, he could take you wherever just like it used to be in high school or have Jordan or Sean take you wherever you needed to go. Where one went, the other wasn’t far behind, or you got babysat. That was the motto you two often followed to make sure you’d stay safe. Hell, he used to pick you up from high school and just drive to his college, and you sat in his class with his professors’ permission doing your homework while Christopher focused on his class. He’d then drive the both of you home after, which was always his last class of the day. You went quiet at his reminder of what he asked you the day before, and Christopher just squeezed you to him and rumbled to comfort you. He would take care of you and help you through your PTSD and whatever else you needed him for. Truly, you needing him so much was what he lived for. He’d be the best alpha for you, the superior one. He didn’t need to be the strongest or the smartest; he just needed to be a pillar of foundation for you to rely on and be the best alpha for you.

Before you know it, it was lunch time. Jaejoong came by with lunch and you both ate. It was lean roasted pork loins and rice. Jaejoong’s cooking was no joke; you enjoyed it every time. You drank your melon milk while Christopher drank lemon water. After you both finished eating, Christopher scented you one more time until he was satisfied that you smelt strongly of him. Then the two of you headed out with Christopher making sure you took all the essentials you needed. You put in the address of the White Tiger’s headquarters on your phone’s GPS when you were buckled up in your car, and you two were off with Christopher driving.

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You're Mine: Chapter 6 - Christopher Reed x Reader

Warning: Unrepentant yandere!Reed. Obsessiveness. Possessiveness. Overprotectiveness. Manipulation. Acceptance of yandere behavior by reader. Sexual situation: foreplay, PiV/Vaginal sex

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MDNI —--- MINORS DO NOT INTERACT —-- MDNI

You dressed to impress your alpha. You wore a mermaid red lace long sleeve dress that went down to your ankles and wore your two-inch black heels. It was a dress you were saving for a special occasion, and what a better special occasion than on the night that your alpha would finally claim you. You were pretty proud of yourself that you managed to zipper it up without help. You also wore a dainty bracelet that your grandfather gave you for your birthday six years ago to celebrate your coming-of-age as a young adult. You put your hair up in an elegant updo. You then did your makeup, and you used concealer to cover your hickeys, which worked pretty well. Overall, you were impressed as you looked damn good and felt confident that Christopher would like it too. Your omega agreed, smugly.

You exited the bathroom where you holed up to get ready for your date while Christopher used your room to get ready. You smiled coyly at Christopher who was fixing his collar on his shirt before he stopped as soon as his eyes glimpsed you through your vanity mirror. He whirled around and marched towards you with almost a glare in his eyes. “Hello, my handsome alpha,” you purred out as he reached you. He said nothing before he grabbed you by the waist and kissed you hard.

Eventually, the two of you broke away, panting. You could see your lipstick on his lips. Your gaze trailed upwards to look at Christopher in the eyes only to see his pupils dilated and glowing blue with desire so clear in his eyes that your thighs clenched together as some arousal built in you, but you quickly calmed down. You promised your alpha you’d be good to get what you wanted, so you would.

“You look beautiful, omega,” he crooned. He was almost having second thoughts about your date and debated whether to say fuck it and mate you now and not go to dinner. You looked very sexy in your red dress. It was always his favorite color for you to wear since high school. Christopher thought about all the men who’d be looking at you, but he’d keep you close to him the whole time, otherwise, someone was going to die, and it won’t be either of you. Or any alpha or omega, male or female, better not ruin anything tonight. But he thought of dinner tonight, and he did like seafood a lot. He had to take care of you, and this date would be the first of many to show you how he can provide for you.

“Let me fix my lipstick and then we can head off. It’s almost time to go if we want to make it to the reservation.” You quickly went back into the bathroom and fixed your lipstick while Christopher wiped your lipstick off his lips and finally fixed his collar even if he was tempted to keep your lipstick on his own lips. He was dressed in a white collared shirt with another set of black dress pants. His clothes showed how muscular he was, especially those broad shoulders of his. You were so lucky to have a handsome alpha who’d do anything for you. Sometimes his craziness really does work in your favor.

“Alright, let’s get going before I keep you here.” Because he would. He’d definitely keep you here. You were temptation, and he’d consume you if you both stayed in your home any longer.

The two of you headed off to Haesanmul. It took half an hour to get there. During the drive, the two of you chatted where you told him that you were still on birth control as you weren’t ready for pups, which Christopher didn’t mind. That just meant more time with just the two of you, which pleased him.

Christopher parked the car as you reached the restaurant and hurriedly got out so he could open your door and helped you out. You looked so lovely in your dress, and you deserve nothing less than the royal treatment from him. You smiled gratefully at him as you stepped out of the car with his help.

You got to the front desk and gave the alpha hostess your name as Jinchul had put the reservation under your name. She led you to your table in the back while trying to make small talk to only Christopher, and smiling at your alpha, making you irritated and a little anxious. Like what even was that? It was straight out of a drama where the rival love interest didn’t care that the main interest was right there, she would still try to get attention. Christopher even had a hickey on his neck, on his scent gland at that, and you were right there. Ultimately, your hackles were raised at the blatant disrespect aimed at you. She completely ignored you and focused her attention on Christopher. Alpha with alpha pairings still reminded you of Sung and Cha, and it led to you feeling stressed, but you were trying to not let it affect you on such a special night. It was clear this alpha was interested in your alpha. The obnoxious ones thought they could take Christopher from you, so you could sometimes understand why he didn’t surround himself with other alphas. Only the truly abhorrent omegas went for Christopher despite knowing he was with you back in America. Your omega was starting to get upset, your lovely floral scent burning as you remembered some of it.

Christopher wrapped an arm around your waist, grip tight, as he glared at the hostess. He had been willing to ignore her behavior, but she was starting to cross the line. If she ruined your night, he’d kill her. The hostess quickly stopped talking and looking at him as the mixed scents of burnt lavender and sandalwood filled the air and the nasty, glowing glare Christopher sent her plus the growl he let loose. If looks could kill, she’d have been dead a hundred times over. Yours and your omega’s irritation went away, and you smiled smugly. Of course your alpha was desirable to others, but he always chose you. In all the time you’ve known him, he’s always put you first, no question, over anyone else. Over his family, over your family, over yours and his friends. It didn’t matter who they were; you were always first, his omega. Your scent returned to its normal lavender with ocean mist scent as you rubbed your wrist scent gland against his arm before you reached your table, and the two of you sat down opposite of each other. He only relaxed when the hostess went away.

“Are you okay?” Christopher asked. He wanted this night to go well, and it’s already off to a not-so-great start. His alpha growled at the remembrance of the hostess. He was clearly with you, and her trying to coyly flirt with him knowing that was shameful. As if you weren’t right there. The nerve of some people. This was why he hated unmated alphas because they were often a threat to your relationship with him. Any of them could attack you, and you’d be helpless. Christopher wouldn’t allow their actions to drive you away from him. He was better than Sung in that way; he’d never betray you like he did. He also wouldn’t let them hurt you either if he could help it, and if they did hurt you when he was unavailable to help you, then you had better tell him as soon as you could for him to deal with.

You smiled at him. “I’m okay, thank you for that. I still get stressed thinking about an alpha with alpha pairing, even though there’s nothing wrong with it. It just reminds me of Sung and Cha,” you said, but then you added affectionately, “But it’s okay. I know you’re desirable to others, but you’re mine, and I belong to you. I know you’d never let anyone get in-between us.”

Christopher felt pleased at how secure you felt. He was trying to be more conscientious of how you struggle when you’re stressed as he doesn’t want to worsen your PTSD. It looked like some of it was paying off as you managed to remind yourself that, indeed, he’d never let anyone come between the two of you, and that he’s still there with you. Last night was hard for the both of you, and Christopher was determined to be there for you every step of the way. And that first step was getting through the rest of the day and then mating you. He had heard that mating bonds can help stabilize one of the pairings more than if they were on their own, particularly an imprint bond. Stronger together than on one’s own. And he’s wanted to mate with you for a very long time. All he heard was pros on why he should mate you and no cons in his opinion. The fact that your bond was almost definitely an imprint bond, it's amazing that Christopher didn't try dragging you back to America any earlier. It was a testament to how much he loved you that he did want you to spend time with your last remaining family even though it hurt him being so far away. He was grateful that Sean and Julia had their ways to get information on you that wasn't available to even him. It just hadn't been the right time to come get you. Now it was the right time, and he wouldn't screw up and let you get away like you once did.

The waiter came by with the menus. Christopher ordered a glass of wine; he liked the taste of it, but didn’t want enough of it to impair him in any way to drive or to protect you in case someone tried something. You’re not much of a drinker, most omegas aren’t, so you just ordered a melon soda. You asked for a water on the side while Christopher ordered seokryu-cha pomegranate tea to drink once he finished his wine upon your recommendation. For appetizers, you convinced him to order the nakji bokkeum, which was the stir-fried spicy octopus you loved, which you’re sure Christopher would like since he loves his spicy food and also pickled radishes on the side. You ordered half a dozen oysters with lemon and horseradish. Christopher had the agujjim while you ate bajirak kalguksu. Like you thought, he enjoyed the food, and you had him try your meal as well.

You’ve been here with Jinchul before as the two of you often go out to try different restaurants on the uncommon times that you both have a day off at the same time. Both of you were foodies. Truly, you and Jinchul were best friends for life.

Without anyone bothering you, conversation flowed easier. It was mostly you talking with him listening. You told him about your foodie adventures with Jinchul. He’s the friend you needed to ask if you wanted food recommendations. Jinchul had yet to fail anyone in choosing a place to eat as you two have been to so many restaurants. You swore that Jinchul actually keeps a log of restaurants he's been to, which he writes reviews about. Christopher could see it. He had made small talk with Woo when he picked him up from the airport where he mentioned that if he needed help with restaurants and reservations, he could do it for him or just ask you to do it. He would rather ask your alpha friend than have you do the work in setting things up if he could help it. He used to do most things for you, and he would do it again some way or another.

Eventually, Christopher excused himself to use the restroom while you were finishing up the stir-fried octopus. Instead, he headed towards management and complained about how the hostess made his intended mate upset with the hostess clearly trying to get his attention with you right there. He was clearly taken, and the hostess made it a point to ignore that and you, which shouldn’t have happened in the first place. The rudeness and disrespect was unacceptable at such a high station restaurant. After all the apologies sent his way when the manager recognized who he and you were, especially knowing the whole Sung fiasco since Korea’s media had a field day with it, the manager was horrified and promised to do something about her. He then walked back to you quickly before you wondered what was taking him so long. They better do something about that hostess or he will; and it’ll be a lot worse than her simply losing her job.

You looked up as he came back. You teased him, “You took a while.”

“Oh yeah? Just had to do something really quick.” He smirked at you. Casually ruining someone’s life, but she deserved it for briefly upsetting you on such a special night. If he could help it, no one would mess with you ever again, and if they did, they'd pay for it.

“Hmph…it better not have been to pay the bill.” You eyed him suspiciously.

Your question did take your attention away from him being gone for a while. “No, but I should’ve known to do that now that you mentioned it.” He should’ve paid for it when he was gone. He’s going to provide for you. Your objections would always be turned down. He would turn down your turning him down to pay.

You gawked at him. “What? No. We can split it!” It’s not like he had to pay for everything.

“Absolutely not.”

“I have money to pay for things too, you know!”

“Good for you. You can keep saving it while I provide for everything.”

You let out a strangled noise while simultaneously wanting to laugh at how easily he said that while meaning well and yet still teasing you. You’re grudgingly impressed. “Seriously! I can pay. You’ll just pay for everything in America anyway.”

“At least you’re learning,” he continued teasing you. You stuck out your tongue at him and watched as his gaze darkened at that. “I’m paying, omega. That’s final.” You pouted, but let it go. You knew at that point he wouldn’t let you pay at all. No use arguing about it.

“Fine, fine. Thank you,” you said gratefully. Despite the beginning of the date, you enjoyed your time eating dinner with him.

When the waiter came by, he left the bill, which Christopher quickly snatched up in case you tried something funny. You giggled at that. Before long, Christopher paid the bill, and you two headed back home.

As soon as you got home into your cottage, Christopher was on you, kissing you and feeling along the curves of your body that your pretty red dress highlighted for him. You sighed into the kiss wrapping your arms around him. He broke away to start sucking on your neck.

“Let’s shower first so we can go into my nest.” You gasped as he nipped at your neck.

“Hmmm…if that’s what you want.” The two of you discarded your clothes hurriedly along the way to your bathroom. You put your bracelet on the counter. You giggled as Christopher set up the bath, leaning your naked body against his for a moment before you took the rest of the time for the bath to get ready to wipe off your makeup as Christopher watched you. He picked you up and settled you against him in the water once the bath was ready before he started to wash you.

“I can wash myself,” you teased him, staring up at him, smiling.

“Let me take care of you, omega.” His hands came around to cup your breasts, thumbs brushing against your hardened nipples, and you let out a moan at that, pressing yourself closer to him, loving the feel of his hard naked body against your softer one. He massaged your breasts while sucking on your neck before starting to wash you, much to your pleasure.

Christopher took his time washing you, caressing you and being gentle while scrubbing you, cleaning you. Arousal spiked through you as he rubbed your clit as he washed your pelvic area. He ran his hands soothing through your hair as he washed it, massaging your scalp. You sighed feeling loved as he took care of you. He quickly washed himself after he finished with you and once more began to kiss the spot near the junction between your neck and shoulder where he planned to put his mating bite on you.

“Alpha, wanna be in nest with you,” you said. Your arousal was taking over as your pupils dilated and eyes glowed, showing that your omega was close to the surface. While you were in control still, your omega was right there with you. You reached back to fist his cock, eager to get him into your nest.

Christopher groaned at that before gently grabbing your hand and pulled it away from his cock. “Alright, alright.” But before you got out, he quickly moved his own hand, rubbed a finger against your pussy and plunged it into you, thrusting a few times. You let out a cry in surprise and pleasure. “Let’s get you into your nest.” The smirk he sent you was absolutely smug. You glared at him as he took out his finger and helped you out of the tub to dry yourself off before pulling the tub’s plug to drain the water. While your hair was still slightly wet, your absorbent bed sheets that he had replaced from your other one was actually the one you use for heats to absorb your slick so it doesn’t ruin your sheets and bed. It absorbs anything wet well. You didn’t bother with clothes and went to your nest and got comfortable with Christopher following close behind.

Christopher climbed on top of you and kissed you, pressing himself onto you. You could feel the hard plane of his body. You shivered in delight, feeling and seeing how muscular he was. Such a handsome alpha with the strength and will to protect you and keep you happy. You closed your eyes, raking your nails down his back leaving red marks in your wake. He groaned against your lips at that and thrusted forward showing his delight at you marking him on his back. You gasped feeling how hard his cock was against you. You broke away from the kiss, and he took that opportunity to lean down to take a nipple into his mouth and sucked.

“Alpha, want you.” You keened, opening your eyes to look at him. “Please. Want you, alpha.” You tugged at his hair.

He chuckled darkly as he broke away from your nipple. He moved a hand down to rub against your clit, watching your face twist in pleasure from above you. He could feel how wet you were getting. He thrusted two fingers into you easily thanks to your slick, yet you were still tight around his thick fingers. “So tight, my omega.”

“Haven’t had sex since you,” you finally confessed while thrusting your pussy against his fingers, tightening against them, chasing the pleasure he was giving you. “Wanted to wait until being officially courted. Omega never wanted to.” You gasped out. “I’m only yours.”

Christopher stared down wide-eyed at you, stopping for a moment. The last time you had sex was with him nine years ago. Just like him for you. You really were perfect for him. He moaned at the thought before he started thrusting his fingers again while kissing you, licking your lip for entrance, which you gave, and he shoved his tongue into your mouth trying to devour you. You were his. Only ever been his. You having never taken another even when you could’ve shown that even if you had developed feelings for another, you and your omega still didn’t want him fully, or waited for him. Who the fuck cared? You’ve been a good omega for him whether you knew it or not, and he’d reward you for it. He kept thrusting his fingers into you as he slowly maneuvered you until he was between your legs, never breaking the kiss, where he then yanked out his fingers and lined up his cock at your entrance. You keened again against his lips wanting him inside you.

Christopher pushed his cock into you slowly after breaking the kiss. He didn’t want to hurt you since it’s been so long for both of you. You moaned as he gritted his teeth. There was some discomfort for you like yesterday, but the building pleasure won out. You felt so good, wet and warm around him, and so damn tight. He bottomed out in you, both of you moaning. “So good, (y/n). So fucking good. That’s my omega.” His eyes were dark with desire as he started thrusting harder into you. Your body arched, and you thrusted back against him, hips snapping together, both chasing the pleasure building up in them. Your nails dug into his shoulders, fingers grasping onto him, trying to anchor yourself.

“Chris! Alpha!” You called out his name, letting out high pitched moans. You couldn’t stop moaning, feeling tears of pleasure building up in your eyes threatening to fall. He felt so good inside of you, your walls molding to the shape of his cock as it slid deliciously in you. So perfect for you.

You let go of his shoulders as Christopher manhandled you to throw your legs over his shoulders instead and folded you into a mating press, thrusting faster, and grinding harder every time he bottomed out in you. “Mine, my omega,” he gasped out as he kept thrusting into you, “mine!”. You kept your legs over his shoulders as he managed to reach down with one hand and rubbed circles on your clit earning him a higher pitched moan without ceasing his thrusts. He panted as your walls tightened again around his cock. Fuck. You felt so good; he doesn’t know if he could last much longer. He leaned back up causing you to keen at him, legs lowering by the sides of his hips again. “Squeeze, omega,” he ordered as he grasped your hips with both hands, lifted your bottom, and thrusted hard into you, pounding into you relentlessly.

You let out a wail at that, you purposefully tightening your pussy around his cock, dizzy with pleasure as the new position had his cock hitting your g-spot every time. “Just like that, alpha. Please, please, please, alpha, come inside,” you babbled, begging him. You could barely think, so cockdrunk, so much pleasure. “Need your knot. Wanna be your mate! Please, please! Love you, love you!”

Christopher roared as his knot began to swell. Your begging doing him in. You shrieked as he gave a final thrust, his knot locking you two together, his seed spilling into your womb as he dove down to your neck and bit you, canines drawing blood, and finally claimed you as his mate, his alpha roaring with triumph in him. You sobbed as you could feel a rush of pleasure coursing through you causing you to squirt all over his abdomen. He detached his teeth from your neck, licking it to soothe the area causing you to moan. He leaned on you but made sure he wasn’t crushing you, wanting to feel his new mate against his form. He rumbled to calm you down as you stopped your pleasured cries.

You suddenly leaned forward and bit his neck in the same spot he did with you, but on him, and he moaned. “There you go, omega.” Even if you didn’t need to mark him for you to be his mate, he thought it was adorable how you wanted to mark him back. Always so cute, his little mate. Both him and his alpha were in ecstasy. “Mate, my mate.” He moved the two of you to a more comfortable position, so you were laying on him while you two waited for his knot to die down.

“Mate, my mate,” you and your omega repeated his words together, voices mixing, nuzzling into him as much as you could. His arms trapped you to him, coiling around you like a boa constrictor that didn’t want to let go. The two of you laid in your nest, basking in the afterglow of having mated. At last, Christopher’s knot softened, and he pulled out of you. You whined, missing his cock inside of you, as his cum dripped out of you. He chuckled at that and gave you a sweet kiss.

Christopher did his aftercare for you, cleaning himself up before going back to your nest to clean you up. After he finished, he crawled into the nest and settled next to you, locking you in his embrace, skin to skin, scenting you even though you already smelled excessively like him thanks to your mating, his seed marking you inside, and his mating bite that poured his essence into your very being. You were one now. “I love you, my mate,” he crooned to you. “My precious omega. My pretty mate.” He was beyond happy at that moment. He had been dreaming of mating with you for over ten years, and it was finally a reality. You were officially his mate. Officially his omega. He buried his face to where his mating mark on you was, holding onto you like a lifeline, tears on his lashes. You were finally going to be with him forever, and no one could take you away as long as he’s able to protect you. He could have you for the rest of his life. You were finally all his. His adorable mate. There was no one better for him than you. Only you. His little mate. His life, his heart, his everything.

“I love you too, my alpha,” you chirped. “My mate,” you purred. Nothing compared to this moment having your alpha claim you. Nothing. You ran a hand through his hair hearing his rumble in response, your heart so full. You don’t think you were ever this happy in your life. The two of you fell asleep, curled together. And for the first time in a while, you dreamt a happy dream feeling safe and loved thanks to your beloved mate.

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You’re Mine: Chapter 16 - Christopher Reed x Reader

Summary: You’re Chairman Go’s omega granddaughter who knew and dated alpha Christopher Reed as a teenager when you lived in the US, well aware of his yandere tendencies and accepted it. You lost contact but reunited due to various chairmen of different countries agreeing to an experiment to pair high-ranking alphas with high-ranking omegas in hopes to produce more Hunter based families. Reed came back for you and utilized his rank to make sure you’re his chosen omega for the project. Adventures of alpha yandere!Reed and his omega.

Warning: Unrepentant yandere!Reed. Obsessiveness. Possessiveness. Overprotectiveness. Manipulation. Acceptance of yandere behavior by reader. Sexual situations. Brat taming? Kind of.

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“Fuck,” Christopher swore as he thrusted his cock into your wet cunt. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed loudly in your bedroom. Your legs were thrown over his shoulders, forcing you into a mating press. He couldn’t get enough of you. You were just so addicting to him. All he could think about sometimes was how much he wanted to keep fucking and knotting you and keep you in your nest safe and happy where you belonged entirely to him. Your hands were scrambling to hold onto the sheets, gasping at how good Christopher was making you feel with some pain from being overstimulated. He moved a hand down to rub at your clit finally giving you enough stimulation for you to orgasm again. You gushed around his cock as you cried out in ecstasy, tears trailing down your face, your mate making sure you felt good before he focused on himself. Your bed sheets were soaked with your sweat, slick, and cum.

“Alpha,” you whimpered, broken sobs coming out, as you came down from your high as he kept thrusting into you, he wrapped his hand around your neck, squeezing very slightly, making you gasp and squeeze his cock in response. He swore again. You were overstimulated from the multiple rounds the two of you had started since you finished arguing. The makeup sex was great. Your alpha sure was sexy, because fuck, he did a fantastic job of fucking you into submission. You felt dazed but still wanted to chase the pleasure only he could give you. He could ask anything of you, and you’d give him whatever he wanted. The last time you could remember feeling like this was when you had shared your heats with him.

“Just one more, pretty omega. One more,” he moaned out as he thrusted as deep into you as he could. “Pretty mate, please just let me come inside you one more time,” he pleaded, starting to feel his cock throbbing in a way that he knew he was going to come soon. He was pussydrunk at that point. He had to knot you at least one more time. “Please, my pretty mate!”

“It’s too much! You said that two rounds ago,” you whined, babbling, pain and pleasure warring in you. Your words were starting to slur. Yet, you shifted your hips to give him a better angle to thrust into, placing your legs on the sides of his hips, which he then used both hands to grip onto your hips, leaving behind faint marks, thrusting and grinding harder. He lifted you by the hips slightly off the bed, and you shrieked as his cock hit your g-spot, which he kept ramming into after that. You moved your hands to grip tightly onto his shoulders to gain some semblance of control as he leaned over you.

Suddenly, he became mean and growled out, “I told you I was going to fuck the brattiness out of you. So. I. Will.” He gave a harsh thrust at each word, groaning, before he kissed you, shoving his tongue sloppily into your mouth without stopping his thrusting. His knot started swelling causing you to give a high pitch moan that he swallowed. Christopher broke away from you only to bite at your mating mark, and you nearly shrieked again as you came once more at the same time he did, already sensitive from your last few orgasms. You felt his knot tie the two of you together once more which prolonged your own orgasm as you felt his cum flood into you. You sobbed out of pleasure and pain, and he rumbled to calm you down.

There was a sheen of sweat that covered the both of you, both of you rather sticky. He nudged you lightly once you got ahold of yourself as he balanced over you, making sure not to crush you. “Still want to be a brat?” He was exceptionally pleased with himself at how he made you look so fucked out. You were so beautiful.

“Nope!” you chirped back at him out of breath, feeling happier even if there were a few tears still trailing down your face, causing him to let out a chuff, himself still panting. You would listen to him. You knew he wasn’t trying to hurt you with how he had been. You just had some bottled up feelings that when he did make you frustrated, you took everything out on him when you normally didn’t. You knew you were rationalizing what he did, but you couldn’t help it. Maybe you were destined to be crazy too as Christopher’s imprint because you accepted so much of him being unhinged.

So, to help yourself, you needed to get used to being with someone and the compromises that came from it. Although Christopher would have the last word as your imprinted alpha mate, he'd try to do his best for you. The only compromises the two of you managed was that you would be included when he and Sean wanted to do something online that involved you, and that he would take you out sometimes himself, excluding the time he needed to do high ranking raids. That amounted to at least twice a week even if he wished it was only twice a month, and as long as Sean and Julia or Jordan would go when he wasn’t around to accompany you all, then that was fine. However, you could only go out twice a week as the non-negotiable limit. He’d go along with all of you as much as needed to keep an eye on you.

The two of you continued panting as he finally allowed you to rest after all the orgasms he gave you. You had lost count of how many orgasms you experienced altogether. Your legs were shaking from it all. The two of you had been going at it for the past few hours, and you were exhausted. Marathon sex wiped you out every time the two of you had done it even with your healing capabilities helping you. Christopher’s stamina had always been something else before and after he awakened.

He wrapped you in his arms as comfortably as he could, nuzzling into you, humming. You closed your eyes enjoying the sound of him and the sandalwood scent of his being all over you.

Christopher licked at your neck scent glands leisurely, basking in the mixture of his scent with yours and how you smelt of him more than ever since the two of you got back together. His beard tickled your skin as he kept lapping at your neck. Even after you bathed, you would continue to smell heavily of him, much to his and his alpha’s satisfaction. You two stayed there for a bit longer before Christopher was able to pull out of you, his cum having marked your insides and thighs as his cum mixed with your slick slowly dripped out of your cunt and down your thighs.

The two of you went to take a bath after Christopher had you hydrate some. You laid there in the tub against him, boneless, as he washed the both of you. You were so tired but glad that he stopped after the last round of sex. It wasn’t like when you were in heat where you had the extra energy to go multiple rounds with him with no pain. Your heat was due a month after you arrived in America. Christopher mentioned his rut would happen around the same time, so that would be interesting.

You were going to pass out at the rate you were going, and your vagina was sore, but soaking in warm water helped some and how little you could heal at that moment. In fact, you wanted to take another nap before dinner later that night. You’d just get Christopher to pack for you since he was back to looking like he recovered already. Stupid national hunter stamina, you scowled for a second at the thought.

“I wanna nap.” You yawned as he helped you out of the tub and dried you off. You just let him do what he wanted to at that point. You were officially too tired to do anything else. He helped you into house clothes and brought you to your computer chair where you sat while he changed the sheets before he carried you onto the bed. Christopher immediately wrapped your blue blanket around you and hauled you into his arms. “Can you finish packing the stuff I told you that I needed to pack?” you asked him as you cuddled close to him, eyelids starting to droop as exhaustion hit you hard. It was unfair that he was still raring to go while you wanted to sleep.

“Sure.” Christopher kissed your forehead, rubbing his cheek against the top of your head affectionately. He was pleased that you didn’t seem upset at him anymore. He had been worried that you’d hang onto your anger longer, but he was glad that you seemed to have let it go. He couldn’t stand it when you didn’t want to be affectionate with him.

“Just do it when I’m asleep. Hopefully, I won’t have nightmares.” You yawned again. Christopher's face soured for a moment at being reminded of your nightmares. He scented you with his scent glands sending you into a scent high to comfort the both of you. “Love you,” you said as you drifted off. It took no time after that for you to fall asleep.

Christopher waited a while simply holding you close with a quiet “love you” on the tip of his tongue that he didn’t say because you fell asleep so fast. He reluctantly untangled you from him, so he could do some chores around the cottage while you slept. The faster he did it while you napped, the more time he got to spend with you without needing to worry about chores and other things you needed to do before you officially moved in with him. His alpha howled in triumph as his omega would soon be in his den, and you would build your nest within it, showing that you were his mate, that you trusted him enough to have your nest within his domain. Less than a week, and you’d be all his in his and your own space. Sure, the others would drop by, but your home would just be the two of you with no connected house where two other people lived.

With him around, you slept like the dead unless you were awakened by your nightmares because your subconscious linked Christopher being there as external safety, so you didn’t need to be so alert, and you were a deep sleeper even as a child. You did train yourself to awaken should there be feelings of danger, but your body reacted like you didn’t need to with Christopher around. In that sense, your omega kept you asleep to try to recover as best you could, especially with the constant nightmares. With Christopher being with you, you did get some reprieve from the worst of your reactions to nightmares besides that one night. Even if it took time, the mating bond had slowly been helping you recover faster than before.

It was a few hours later that your eyes snapped open making a noise of discontent as you awoke from your nap. Within seconds, Christopher was at the edge of your nest peering at you. You just gave him your gimme clenching hand motions so he’d come pick you up. He quirked a brow at the fact that he didn’t need to calm you down, but he’d take it. He picked you up and held you like he always did after a nightmare: an arm beneath your bottom and his other around your back holding you close as you clung back with your arms and legs around him. You loved him carrying you. It made you feel protected as your alpha was so strong that he lifted and held you in his arms like you weighed nothing.

“Are you okay?”

“Hmmm…I had a bad dream but not like a super terrible nightmare, so that’s good. Wasn’t something that I felt like I needed to freak out about.”

“That’s a good sign. Maybe now your naps will improve soon, so you'll be able to get more sleep.”

“I hope so.” You looked at the time from over his shoulder. “Oh, I actually slept a few hours this time. Dinner will be ready in another hour.”

“I was surprised you slept that long. I finished packing what you wanted. Your grandfather just needs to mail it over. The boxes are in the living room,” Christopher told you as you nuzzled your face against his neck, getting his scent on you.

“Thank you! I was stressed about it, especially with how emotionally charged today was.”

“I got it. Did you need me to take care of anything else?”

You shook your head in response. You then lightly pushed at his shoulders a bit, and he put you back down onto your nest and crawled in with you. The two of you laid there for a while, you had your head and one of your hands on his chest, and he had an arm around you with the other combing his fingers through your hair. You could hear the strong, steady beat of his heart, and it made you feel better from your bad dream already. You purred at how comfortable you felt, and he rumbled back. Knowing that Christopher was alive and taking care of you took a lot of the fear away for you. “We should get ready. We have fifteen minutes,” you said as your gaze flickered to your clock. The two of you could laze around together for hours and would be happy spending time together like that, but you had prior commitments.

“And whose fault is that?” He grumbled. He just wanted to tie you down to your nest and never leave it until you two left for America and holed yourselves up in your new home.

You laughed at how reluctant he sounded to be going to these meals. “It’ll only be the next couple of days. We leave on Saturday, and today is Tuesday. I need to spend as much time with grandpa and Jaejoong as I can,” you said. You rubbed your neck and wrist scent glands across his chest.

Christipher rumbled in response before he sighed and patted your low back. He gave you a kiss before you completely got off him. You stretched before going to get ready while healing the hickies on your neck only for Christopher to snatch you by the waist and licked at your mating mark for a few seconds. He didn’t like how you kept healing the hickies he gave you. You would stop healing them when you moved in with him, but you knew your grandfather hated seeing them, so you kept healing the hickies.

The two of you then used the bathroom, and you put on a clean bra and one of your own house shirts, (you didn’t think your grandfather would like to see you in one of Christopher’s shirts), and brushed out your hair as Christopher threw on a shirt and ran a hand through his hair a few times. You’d do a final round of laundry for the both of you on Friday evening and then finish packing your suitcases that had clothes for the first week and some fancy ones for the conference that you were taking on the flight with you.

You were taking an afternoon flight. Something, something about Choi taking his private jet, and that you all were going with him. Jinchul and Christopher had the itinerary and knew what to do, so you left it at that. They would guide you and let you know what was going on when you needed to know. You weren’t worried about it.

The day after you arrive in America, Christopher was taking you to get the imprint mating bond test, then two days after that was the conference for two weeks, then whatever the beta trio had planned for the next couple of days after that, and finally the two of you could relax and do nothing until he needed to actually do something. Christopher was excited about the last part. He would be back at the mansion where he could get back into his routine, and he would have you all to himself. He was going to finally be living his dream.

Julia and Sean were going to take you clothes shopping after the third day that you needed to attend the conference since you planned so you would skip the fourth day before going to the rest of the days of the conference to hang out with Jinchul who still had to babysit Choi. Christopher was tagging along too. Couldn't have other alphas sniffing around you as you try on clothes nor would he let you go to the conference with only Jinchul. He just knew Andre and Liu would harass you if he wasn’t there.

Sean had fun sending Christopher and you blog articles and forums that were showing that you already had growing popularity in America for one reason or another much to Christopher’s irritation and your perplexity. You didn’t understand why you would be popular in America, but people liked you from what they heard about you. Many were gossiping about how Christopher was the cold and distant alpha who only thawed for his omega imprint like you would see in romance books. You had a good laugh at that one because, while true, the fact that people loved the personality combination enough to discuss your relationship online was a bit funny to you. You were glad that for the most part, it wasn’t as derisive as Korean online forums could be.

There were some haters, but Sean was already taking care of that. You all knew Christopher wasn’t taking chances and relied on Sean to keep watch online about any threats in regard to you. It was mostly about how some alphas in particular didn't believe that you were Christopher’s imprint and that you tricked him into mating you. It was clear that they were jealous of you and wanted Christopher for themselves the more you read their posts. You had roared with laughter, wheezing, practically crying at how ridiculous those posts were. You couldn’t even find it in yourself to be upset because of how stupid their complaints were. As if Christopher would be tricked like that. Sean knew you’d like that one. Christopher wasn’t amused at all. There was a dark glint in his eyes that made you and your omega uneasy, so you ignored it as best you could and focused on the hilarity of it all.

Omegas had backed off from the idea of having Christopher for themselves if not all. Omegas were taught to respect an imprint bond, and that’s one thing only the most depraved omegas would be willing to challenge the idea of you being Christopher’s imprint, but you doubted that any omega would be that depraved. When young, many omegas wanted to be part of an imprint bond, so when it comes out that an alpha imprinted, omegas backed off from the alphas forever or until it’s revealed that it wasn’t an imprint bond.

Christopher knew, if anything, alphas were going to be the one that continued to be a problem for both of you but hopefully wouldn’t be once you two confirmed being imprints. Even then, some alphas didn't care and would continue going after the alpha or omega in an imprint bond. It didn’t mean as much to other alphas unlike omegas who valued it sentimentally, so they didn't step on one another’s toes. Some alphas would try to take even when the recipient didn’t want them to. Therefore, Christopher still didn’t want to risk it, so he wanted you to remain at the mansion with him or be chaperoned by someone else namely Sean, Julia, and Jordan if his mate would get her head on straight and realize what she agreed to years ago in order to be Jordan’s mate. If Jinchul stayed in America, he’d let your best friend chaperone you. Jinchul was currently the only one besides him who seemed capable of dealing with you getting into trouble. The rest would learn eventually. Even Christopher had trouble the past few weeks in dealing with your troublesome situations.

Jordan had made it a stipulation that he’d protect his alpha’s omega with his life, if need be, and Katie agreed. But now they were fighting about it because she wanted to walk back that agreement, which Jordan was starting to get pissed about. He had been wanting to be packmates with Christopher for years. Jordan knew the time was getting closer to his goal of being in a pack with his best friend of nearly twenty years, as Christopher’s only childhood friend for a long time, and he didn’t want his mate being the reason he couldn’t attain one of his major life goals since he was in middle school. Katie knew that, so he didn’t understand why she was going back on pretty much everything she agreed to when Jordan laid out the rules of your pack to her. He told her it was non-negotiable. Either she accepted it, or he would do it without her blessing. For her sake, Jordan hoped she would come around. Christopher wouldn’t tolerate any nonsense if she directed her ire of the situation towards you.

There was a trinity of what Christopher held close on how to be with you. He had their currently unofficial pack revolve around protecting you because that was Christopher’s main goal for them. The only thing above that for Christopher himself was to love and take care of you, and the rest of them did that too in the platonic sense. Moreover, all of them liked you, and they knew from FaceTiming you that within the core group of five, it would be fine, and everyone could get along in the end. While it had been a long time, it was like almost no time had passed except some maturing and everyone looked older. If needed, Christopher would make what he wanted as law anyway. You were fine, so if there were a problem, it’d be the others who needed to adapt. Christopher would make it so.

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You're Mine: Chapter 3 - Christopher Reed x Reader

Warning: Unrepentant yandere!Reed. Obsessiveness. Possessiveness. Overprotectiveness. Manipulation. Acceptance of yandere behavior by reader. Sexual situation: thigh riding, squirting

Words: 4.7k

A/N: Should I split some chapters into smaller parts for faster updates or keep doing longer chapters that has multiple 'episodes' to it? You can also follow along on AO3 as well. I did some editing there for the first two chapters, but since I'm now updating simultaneously, it'll be the same.

MDNI —--- MINORS DO NOT INTERACT —-- MDNI

The two of you ended up on your couch in the living room. Christopher laid down on the couch first, his head resting on the couch’s armrest as the rest of his body rested across the cushions and his feet on the other armrest, and pulled you right on top of him. He spent years being deprived of you, he’d be damned if within the comfort of your home would he be separated from you in any way more than necessary.

“Why did you stop talking to me?” You questioned him, propping your elbow on his pecs, your hand holding your head up as you stared down at him. He stared straight back at you, frowning, looking like he was thinking of what exactly to say.

“I was busy with raids as a newly minted national hunter, and you were dealing with having moved back to Korea. You even had to deal with mourning your parents and grandmother, which had you spending more time with your grandfather. I wanted to earn enough money that in several years, I would’ve been able to support the two of us. Before I knew it, after all those back to back raids I’d do, you had stopped messaging me and when I finally tried to get into contact with you, it said the number wasn’t in operation anymore. I should’ve just stormed into Korea for you since it would’ve been easy to find you.”

You listened to him, and the guilt that seized you was near unbearable. How could you not believe in him when he’s lived so much of his life thinking about you - to love you and take care of you?

“By the time I got my new number, I thought you didn’t want to talk to me anymore since your replies started becoming fewer and farther between, so I didn’t bother trying to get back into contact with you after not hearing from you after six months. It was hard being in different time zones,” you admitted guiltily. You remembered telling him that you wanted to spend more time with your grandfather, then you were offered a job as a healer for the Hunter’s Association, so you could understand how he became busy. It’s just 18 years old you were so distraught from everything that you thought you had lost Christopher too. That maybe he found someone else since you had to live in Korea for the unseeable future since he talked to you less and less. You lowered your head down onto his chest, mewling in your guilt, floral scent attaining a burnt smell to it. Your alpha had actually been working so hard for the two of you, and you overthought so much that it led to a seven year estrangement. “I thought you had moved on from me. I’m sorry,” you continued mewling, bursting into tears, burying your face into his chest with a sob.

Christopher immediately started rumbling in hopes of soothing you, letting his sandalwood scent permeate the air for you to indulge in. “My silly omega as if I could ever move on from you. It’s only ever been you. You’re it for me,” he told you. And you were. He should’ve just stormed into Korea and took you back with him. His poor darling thinking he’d move on from you and look at someone else much less be with them. His alpha recognized you as his omega the moment he met you, imprinting on you, which was a very rare occurrence for alphas, and it hadn’t changed in over ten years. It was like finding an omega soulmate for alphas. Christopher would rather die than be with anyone not you if he couldn’t just outright kill whoever got in his way in attaining you. He saw this as his last chance to have you as his mate. He waited a long time to come back to you, but he’d make it up to you, he vowed.

He rocked you back and forth as much as the couch would let him without both of you falling off of it. All the while he kept up his rumbling knowing that you loved when he did it even back as a teenager and clearly even now. The two of you remained that way for some time; you crying and him trying to soothe you. Then Christopher said, “I’m sorry I made you feel unimportant. If I’d just talk to you sooner, you wouldn’t have suffered so much, and maybe we’d have been mates a long time ago.”

He dug into his pant’s pocket and brought out a handkerchief, using it to dab at your eyes first then your cheeks, and then had you blow your nose into it to help get rid of some snot so you could breathe easier. He tossed it onto your coffee table as you resumed burying yourself as much as you can into him as if you could make the both of you into one being. He’ll help you clean later. Help omega, his alpha growled, tell her you forgive her. “I forgive you. Just like I hope you forgive me.”

You nodded rapidly and tearfully mewled out, “Of course I forgive you. I was so stupid. I’m the one who-”

Christopher cut you off, sternly. “None of that, omega. I said I forgive you. So trust what I’m telling you.” While he wasn’t particularly happy about certain things, your crying was getting to him. He never liked it when you cried and still hated it. It was worse knowing that you were crying because of him indirectly while insulting yourself.

“Okay,” you replied, a couple of hiccups coming out but stopped your mewling. You clutched onto his shirt like a lifeline as you laid your head above his heart and listened to how steady it was. His cute little omega. So delicate. So adorable. His precious little mate. This was why he needed to always protect you; sometimes even from yourself. You just had to listen to him and everything would be better. Christopher ran a hand through your hair, his rumbling resumed causing you to let out a content sigh at the sounds of both his heart and rumbling. The two of you laid on the couch finally starting to feel better about the situation, your scent turning back into its calming lavender. You were getting sleepy, but Christopher wasn’t done talking to you. He needed to know more about what happened to you during the years he missed. There was only so much he managed to find out about how you’ve been.

“What have you been up to since we lost contact?” He sat the both of you up on the couch to get you to wake up more. He sat on the edge of the couch that was comfortable so he wouldn’t fall off balancing you because you perched yourself on one of his muscular thighs, one leg between his legs and the other outside his left thigh, leaning against him.

“I was working as a healer at the Hunter’s Association as I’m the only S-Rank healer left in Korea after my friend and fellow S-Rank healer Hunter Min died. I also spent a lot of time with grandpa. I made a bunch of friends who are mostly hunters. Jinchul would often help take care of me too. He was my first friend I made in Korea, and he’s helped me a lot! I’d say he’s my best friend, actually.”

“Do I need to be worried about him?” Christopher cut in, a sour tone to his voice. He didn’t think that you would be interested in the A-Rank alpha who worked for your grandfather. The two of you didn’t give off that feeling, but you were an adorable omega, and the spiking paranoia that another alpha was trying to take you rose in his mind.

“That’s what you’re focusing on?” You deadpanned at him. Unbelievable. Then again, it honestly wouldn’t be him if that wasn’t what he focused on. Our silly alpha. Your omega agreed with you. It was Jinchul, not Sung. “And no, you don’t need to worry about him. He’s literally like my second guardian. He’s the caring alpha type who mother hens you and acts like a dad at the same time by babying you.” Goodness knows you caused him a lot of stress the last nine years since he first interned at the Hunter’s Association around the same time you came back, especially in the last three with you pining over Sung, and you know you’re still causing him a lot of stress because of Christopher. You’re starting to see a pattern here. Your tastes in alphas seem rather questionable for a normal person. Apparently, you like the powerful crazy types. Whoops.

“You already know you’re not working since you’re now with me. Might as well ask about the alpha you’re saying is taking care of you instead of it being me.” He smirked at you.

“Whatever. There’s nothing between us! Like, it’d be extremely weird if there was!” You go back to what you want. “Anyway, I like healing people! I’m good at it, and can save people. I want to keep being a healer like I do now! I don’t need to be raiding or could even work in the hospital.”

“And I like you not being in danger, and I’m very good at taking care of you even from yourself,” he countered. You pouted at him, but he resisted. His overprotective tendencies couldn’t handle you being put in danger during raids. Lizards were more common in the states, and he’d be damned if they got anywhere near you even if you don’t go into dungeons with them. “It’s more dangerous in the states than here. Lizards are more common and crime more rampant. Even hospitals can be dangerous with unruly patients, especially hunters.” You looked a bit more hesitant with that information. He wouldn’t hesitate to scare you if that’s what it took to get you to stay home. “My mansion is safe.”

You didn’t really think about how different raiding in America would be compared to Korea. You being Gunhee’s granddaughter had afforded you more protection against lizards and false rankers throughout the years, so maybe Christopher might be onto something. Even if people knew you were Christopher’s mate, that may not be able to protect you as much as you were under your grandfather. You wouldn’t be surprised if people wanted to kill you in hopes of claiming Christopher for themselves as the mating bond dissolves after one of the mates dies. Not that Christopher would ever move on if something happened to you; he’d kill whoever killed you then probably keep going on a rampage. It’s been years where he could’ve moved on, but he didn’t. You actually needed to think about working as some kind of healer in America more seriously later. Maybe once you work through your trauma, you could go back like Min had or do something else.

“In any case, I’ll raid less to spend more time with you. I still have to make up for lost time. Tonight will be about you, my pretty girl.” He leaned forward and kissed you, tangling his hand into your hair strands. You kissed back, wrapping your arms around his neck, deciding you’d focus on him instead of worrying about hunting. He pulled back a bit, and you peered at him confused before he started to kiss along your jaw, eventually he moved down to your neck, his lips never leaving your skin, sucking and biting to leave hickeys to mark you as his for now without a mating mark. It started heating up between the two of you. He tightened his grip on your hair, and you moaned rolling your hips, you could feel slickness starting to drip from your pussy, aroused enough to want to use his thigh to chase your pleasure, your core heating up. He laughed darkly as he helped move you back and forth on him, now gripping onto your hips. “Such a spoiled little princess. My spoiled little princess.” Spoiled or not, he loved you, and he needed to make you feel good. His alpha agreed, just as insatiable as him when it came to you.

You were gasping and moaning as he moved his thigh up and down as you rode him, grinding down on his thigh so your pussy would get the friction it craved, the vibration causing a tingle to run down your spine, and your pussy clenched around nothing. You moved one of your hands to tug at his hair before going back to gripping the sides of his neck lightly. He groaned at your movements. “Please, please, please,” you whimpered, begging him. It wasn’t taking long at all for you to want to orgasm. It’s been so long since someone last helped you, and that someone was the alpha in front of you whose thigh you were using to get off. Nine damn years. And even now, your alpha was taking care of you. You moaned at the thought, breathing faster as pleasure started to take over you. He really was the best. Love alpha. Your omega was in bliss. Yeah, we love our alpha, you told her. You clenched your eyes shut just to focus on the pleasure.

“Look at me, omega. What does my pretty girl want?” Christopher pulled back enough to watch with hooded eyes, giving your neck a short break so he could watch you use him, pupils blown out with lust. He missed this. Fuck, he missed you. You always looked the prettiest when you begged him to give you more pleasure. When you mate, he’ll fuck you so dumb you’d never think of leaving him. He’d prove to you he only needed you. No one else will ever compare to you. You were his. He’ll never allow you to forget it. His to have. His to love. His to take from and to give you everything you’d ever want. Your eyes snapped open to look him in the eyes. The darkness swirling in his glowing blue eyes should scare you, but you welcomed it. Your crazy, possessive alpha. You never wanted anyone else ever again. He briefly moved to your lips kissing you, once more devouring you, before going back to sucking on your neck, satisfied at the sight of you slowly becoming undone. You moved your hands to grip his upper back, never stopping your grinding on his thigh.

“I wanna come,” you whined, your movements getting desperate. Your orgasm was close. Just a little more. Some drool slipping down the side of your mouth. He groaned as it trailed down your chin to your neck. He immediately licked it all up.

“Hmmm… And you know what I want? I want you to not work.” He spoke between kissing and sucking on your skin. You couldn’t believe the sheer audacity of this man for doing this to you right now. He’d do any underhanded tactic if it got you to do what he wanted.

“Fine. I’ll think about it, so just let me come,” you keened. He laughed mirthlessly at you. He’d get you to stay home one way or another, even if he had to force you, but for now, he supposed that would be good enough.

Christopher moved his lips towards your ear and groaned out, huskily, “Then come on me, my pretty girl.” He took your earlobe into his mouth, sucking and nipping. That was all it took before you let out a cry of his name as you came, shaking in ecstasy, your omega sharing in it, almost sobbing from how good it felt to come on your alpha. It’s been too long, and it felt so good. You squirted out your slick ruining your clothes and his pants. He didn’t care. He’d buy more clothes for the both of you. “Good girl. My good girl,” he cooed at you, satisfied that he got you to squirt. He felt cocky and a sense of pride knowing he’d made you orgasm hard and fast using just his thigh. Then just as swiftly, his attitude got darker, and he growled out, “The next time you come, it’ll be on my cock.” Watching you fall apart on him was both ecstasy and temptation. He imagined how your pussy would feel around his cock before shutting his eyes tightly to gain back some control over himself. He opened his eyes as you suddenly gripped onto his broad shoulders as you came down from your high.

You moved a hand to cup his cock through his pants, but Christopher caught your hand before you could. “Not now, Princess. I told you tonight is about you, not me.” You whined, but he didn’t give in. “Don't be a brat right now, omega. It’ll happen.” You puffed out your cheeks but seeing as he wasn’t going to do what you wanted, you maneuvered yourself to sit in his lap properly, legs on the side of his hips, and melted against him like you could become one that way, feeling tired. He stroked your hair, crooning to you how you’re such a good girl for him, that he’s here for you, that he will do whatever it took to make you happy. You purred, basking in your alpha’s affection and warmth, eyes sliding shut.

You didn’t know how long time passed before the conversation continued. Your purring and his rumbling was the only sound for a while before Christopher broke it.

“What happened between you and Hunter Sung?” Christopher questioned you, finally feeling his cock soften in his pants as the two of you got more relaxed. While he knew some things about the whole situation, it’d be easier to just ask you about it. His alpha seethed and growled thinking that if Sung didn’t fuck up, you might not be with him right now. Christopher could feel a growl building up at the thought, enough so that he was trying to hold back the growl so you didn’t get upset seeing him upset. He didn’t need to have you start crying again because of him, especially after that nice little session you both just had.

You heaved a sigh, not particularly happy about it still, but relaxed enough after that orgasm. You looked up at him from your head resting against his chest feeling rather boneless. You saw how unhappy he suddenly looked, but you understood that it was something you needed to tell him. “I met Sung and his family not long after I came to Korea when he first started working occasionally as a hunter since he needed money to help his family, and I needed to heal him or he’d die. I get along well with his sister, but I didn’t really get to know his mom until after she woke up from the eternal sleep disease, though I knew her before that. They’ve both treated me well, even after Sung and I stopped talking. He was a lowly E-Rank at the time I started talking to him. I’m not even sure how he ended up as an S-Rank. His E-Rank self was definitely kinder and more open than how he is now. We became quick friends, and I developed some feelings for him. Not as strong as how I feel toward you, promise! But I was thinking that we could at least try.” You paused as you could feel tears building up in your eyes, threatening to drop onto your face. Christopher rubbed your back, and you took a deep breath to calm yourself. You still couldn’t believe what happened to you.

You continued. “He kept putting it off but promised we would try when his sister went to college. That obviously didn’t happen since he’s with Hunter Cha now. I didn’t appreciate all the deep diving reporters kept doing. Someone blabbed about the situation, and I felt so humiliated. I ended up blocking the two. I was mad about being led on for years. I felt like I was taken advantage of, and I couldn’t believe Cha would confess to him, and he accepted knowing that I was trying to initiate a courting and that Sung promised me we’d try. At least their reputations suffered for it. Then I tried to recover from it by myself and then you came back, and everything feels a lot better because you’ve always been the superior alpha to all alphas for me. I just thought you moved on so I tried to. I definitely prefer you over him if that’s what you’re worried about. My unhinged alpha and all that you are.”

That was his spoiled little omega with that nasty hidden vengeance streak. You were kind until someone really crossed your boundaries, then the nastiness came through. He always was amused at your unpleasantness when you were actually beyond pissed at other people, never him. He chuckled. “Unhinged alpha?” Christopher playfully snapped his teeth at you for that causing you to simper. The coy smile you gave him had him pulling you up a bit so he could nuzzle into you easier. The ugly feelings that have been building up in him left. He was glad you wanted him more. He believed it with how you and your omega kept acting whenever she took over, both of you calling him your alpha. You were accepting of him from the most natural part of yourself, wanting him to be your alpha permanently even with his tendencies, and he was so proud of you for it. Loved you more for accepting who he was and loving him anyway. He had been worried that he’d scare you off when meeting him again. He wouldn’t put it past your grandfather or his chief inspector to have mentioned that he threatened to kill so you’d be his omega for the experiment. But here you were, accepting of him just like you once did. He knew from the very start that you would make an excellent mate for him. He loved you so much.

“You know you are.” You smiled teasingly at him, then you added suddenly deadpanning, “Besides, who else would drag up trying to get me to stop working while I was close to orgasming?”

“You know you loved it.” He didn’t bother pointing out what “it” was. He continued, shamelessly, “And I know I’m unhinged, as you like to put it, so you better not forget it.” He knew he was fucked up, but he didn’t care. If that's what it took to keep you with him, it was worth it. Hell would freeze over before he let you go again. He will mate you, and you will be forever his. Till death do you part, and even then, he’d never move on. In any case, he planned to live a very long life with you even if he had to retire from raiding to do so. He would also get you to do what he wanted in the end. Christopher will keep letting you think you have a choice, but your omega will ultimately ensure you’d do what your alpha wants for you. But back to the original subject, he digressed. “You’re better off without him or whoever he ended up with. Good riddance. You deserve much better, and you know, I am that better, so good job being with the superior alpha.” His cockiness made you smile, and you nudged your head under his chin playfully, causing him to sigh happily.

“At first I thought something was wrong with me. First, I lost you, then I lost him.” You hummed. Then you said, dreamily, “and then you came back for me.”

“You never lost me.” He tilted your head back to peck you on your forehead, on your nose, then your cheeks, and finally repeatedly pecked you on the lips with you giggling the whole time. Music to his ears. “Even when we weren’t talking, I only lived and breathed raids and thoughts of you. I mostly kept myself locked away in my mansion doing whatever by myself unless meeting with a few people. I still hate most people,” he admitted, “but I also still have that picture of us on the back of Jordan’s pickup truck when we went to that party.”

“Oh, you mean the one where you serenaded me?” You had been so surprised that Christopher could sing well. You didn’t expect that he was very good at singing country music of all genres. His deep voice with just enough rasp to it when singing used to get a lot of attention from people, not that he cared. They weren’t you. You enjoyed being the only one his attention focused on and being serenaded by him. As long as you enjoyed it, that was good enough for him.

He chuckled, a fond look in his eyes. “Exactly that one. It’s been on my nightstand for years.” It was one of his favorite reminders of you. Being away from you had been torture, but now that you were back in his arms, he never wanted to let you go.

Your eyes softened at his confessions. You vaguely remembered that night. The only part you could clearly recall was him singing to you at the back of the pickup truck, and you remembered how that was the first time you felt like you loved him beyond just liking him, which took like three weeks from meeting him. Christopher had pulled all the stops to get you interested in him. Now look at you two over a decade later.

You leaned up and he met you in a kiss. You closed your eyes and enjoyed feeling Christopher being close to you. He pressed a hand to the back of your head and the other to your back to keep you steady. Kissing him was nice. You slowly broke away from the kiss and yawned. “Okay, shower time for us. Then I’ll let you into my nest and we can rest for a while! No one but you and my family have ever been into my nests,” you told him knowing he’d be pleased to know that fact. He chuffed at what you said, and you beamed at him.

“Us, huh? You little minx.” Not that he minded at all. Although, it’d be a challenge not to fuck you in the shower though. He wanted to at least take you to a nice dinner first before he officially mated you because if you two had sex before his plans, he’d mate you then and there. He wanted one date with you before mating you. The restraint he’s been showing amazed even him. He knew you were waiting for him to make more sexual advances, and he silently promised that you only had to wait a little longer. “And I’d love to go into your nest. Thank you for inviting me in.” Christopher treated your nest as sacred. It was the one place he’d allow you to hide from him if you needed. For you to invite him into your nest was to welcome him to the most vulnerable part of you. You appreciated that about him. He had been in your nest as a teenager and to know he’s still included in that short list of people who’s ever been in your nest warmed him. You kept everyone out except family and him. He was your family now too. He grabbed you and stood the both of you off the couch. “I love you,” he said all he needed to and hugged you.

“I love you too!” You chirped back, embracing him. This was right. Being with Christopher was right. Being in love with him was right. You two stayed like that for a minute, Christopher beyond ecstatic that you felt the same after all these years, before you pulled back. “It's shower time.” He let you go at that, and you didn’t waste a moment. You giggled and hurried towards your master bedroom where the only shower was located with a chuckling Christopher chasing after you. This was what you both wanted. Simply able to be with one another forever.

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The Third Strongest National Hunter and His Healer: Headcannon Christopher Reed x Healer!Reader

There's some elements that are specific such as reader being from Hawai'i and some specific likes, but I left looks alone as something for readers to imagine. Somehow, I ended up obsessed with him, and this is the result.

Words: 2.1k

I think Christopher Reed was really done dirty with how little screentime he ended up having in Solo Leveling overall, but it does allow me to have more creative control over his character.

AU: Reed lives in the same state as the Scavenger guild's main headquarters as they operate all over the country. He also lives.

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Christopher Reed is cocky because he’s strong and good looking, and he knows it. He knows how to charm people even if he doesn’t particularly like talking to them, so it was curious to him that he actually found himself wanting to charm you and keep you by his side. Christopher, for once in his life, found someone that he wanted to be with and actively try for a relationship. He normally hates being around people, which is why he essentially locks himself in his mansion if he's not on a raid or had a meeting to go to as a top hunter, so it was surprising to everyone that he took to you after your first raid together.

You didn’t know what to expect meeting Christopher, but you were starstruck from the moment you met him. You just couldn’t help it. While you’re used to meeting high ranking hunters since you often attend A-rank raids, it felt different when you met him for the first time.

You two met during a raid as you healed the injured hunters as one of America’s few S-rank healers since America focused more on acquiring S-rank damage dealers. Thanks to the two of you combined, no one died. Some hunters sustained severe injuries, but you healed them back to completely normal right then and there. Christopher was curious as to how your healing was so potent, and you confessed that Norma helped you attain greater potency and efficiency in healing with her ability.

That conversation was also how Christopher found out that you were a part of the Scavenger guild as one of its healers, and that you’re the reason that Thomas wears his aloha shirts due to you being from Hawai’i and gifting Thomas a dozen aloha shirts as a thank you gift for taking you into his guild and looking out for you. You had moved to the US mainland for more opportunities to help others with your healing ability and slowly became popular as America’s renowned best healer. Laura scolded you and Thomas the first time Thomas showed up to a fancy work function dressed in an aloha shirt and pants, and you having chimed in about how in Hawai’i, a collared aloha shirt was considered formal. She dumped a lot of paperwork on you after that due to Thomas using that as an excuse every time since about using his aloha shirts as his top while attending formal parties. Despite how rough and aggressive Thomas can be, you two ended up good friends especially when your entire support system was back in Hawai’i, so you became attach to the Scavengers, and they in turn, became attach to you. It honestly drives Christopher crazy sometimes because of how chaotic you all are together. The Scavengers act protective over you as you are also one of their younger members, and the most naïve American in the guild about how things work on the US mainland due to your upbringing in the Hawaiian Islands, specifically having been born and raised on Maui, so you weren't used to such large cities like Los Angeles, Baltimore, and New York City. Christopher tends to grumble about how often he now sees Thomas and other people thanks to you, especially due to all the secondhand embarrassment he gets from being around Thomas, but he sucks it up because he rather deal with it than not hang out with you.

Christopher and you bond over tea as he loves tea over coffee, and you’re attach to your matcha green tea rather than drinking coffee as well. With him, you’ve tried a variety of matcha flavored products and on more than one occasion try to convince him that matcha green tea is superior to his favored black tea. It’s still a stalemate. Both of you enjoy matcha lattes though, and you even introduced him to ube flavored products. Christopher is a huge fan of halo halo, and now you know the both of you have a sweet tooth. You also found out, that at one point before the gates opened and he awakened, he wanted to be an economist.

Christopher is the type of guy who goes along with what you want but will ignore what others want if he doesn’t want to do it. This happens often. He's cordial with people, but it's clear that he treats you special due to how gentle and protective he treats you compared as to how he treats everyone else. Christopher takes to nurturing and looking after you as his now partner. He does all five love languages in order to make you feel loved. You're his lover and his happiness, and he wants you to feel it deep in your bones. Christopher often does expect you to go along with what he wants when he really wants to do something, which you don’t tend to have a problem with. If either of you have an issue with the other, both of you are able to talk it out and often come to a compromise; although, there were a lot of relationship growing pains at the beginning. Christopher wasn’t used to having someone else around and you didn’t have much in relationship experience; however, the longer your relationship continues, the smoother it gets as time passes.

Eventually, your relationship develops enough that whenever you go on raids, Christopher worries that something would go wrong. He nearly lost his mind when you were trapped in a red gate with Thomas and a few other Scavengers. While he knew rationally that you’d be fine since Thomas was with you, he didn’t want to take any chances after that. So, for peace of mind, Christopher starts going on raids with you come hell or high water, and the two of you turn into a package deal. He knows you'd never agree to retire and not go on raids, so this is the best he can do that you wouldn't fight him on. This causes headaches for others especially the other Scavenger members but that’s not his or your problem in his mind. He makes sure it wasn’t your problem, and thankfully Thomas has only tried making it Christopher’s problem and not yours with the exception of the first and only time he did it where he realized that it was a losing matter. Christopher almost fought him over it with you teary eyed behind him feeling bad that you were causing problems for your guild. Never again did they make the mistake of bothering you about Christopher going along as you unintentionally made the entirety of Scavenger guild feel guilty as one of the most liked members of the guild, and they also didn’t want a rampaging nationally ranked hunter burning things down because his beloved has her feelings hurt for something he wanted and insisted upon.

There’s been some trouble for you from other women jealous that Christopher wants to be with you, especially women who are also S-ranked. In America, the S-rank women fighters and mages often think they are better than you because they can fight while you have to rely on others to protect you as you heal and buff. It got to a point where there were unsavory, untrue rumors about you as no one has the guts to pick a fight with you directly, but Christopher teamed up with the Scavenger guild to make them stop by investigating who were spreading the rumors and suing them (otherwise, Christopher might have actually attacked them, and once again, no one wants a rampaging nationally ranked hunter). In gratitude, you made everyone pickled onions, which you’re famous for among family and friends. Christopher rolls his eyes with how much your guildmates from then on continually ask you to make it for them all, but he’s down just as bad as they are for your pickled onions much to your pleasure and happiness. There’s always multiple large jars of pickled onions in the Scavengers’ headquarters and at the Reed mansion.

Christopher doesn’t get jealous as you continue to gain popularity. He’s actually really proud of you and likes that people are recognizing you and your talent. But if someone tries their luck and flirts with you by touching you, he’s more than happy to break their hands and wrists (which you often have to heal after he makes sure the person learns their lesson). They can look at you, but any touching causes Christopher to react violently. As your relationship develops more, people stop trying their luck as it becomes known how overprotective Christopher is over you. You healing others is fine when you need to touch them to do so. Otherwise, he doesn’t want anyone outside family (which he includes himself under) and friends touching you if it can be helped. That’s where he draws the line.

Christopher is a homebody, full stop. He has a home gym in his mansion. He knows how to fix random appliances and cars so he wouldn’t have to call another person to his mansion in order to fix it. That’s the absolute last resort. He doesn’t want strangers in his home. Hell, he doesn’t even like it when people he knows comes over. So it was another surprise for everyone when it didn’t take him long to ask you to move in with him. That would mean he will be with you more often, which means many good things in his point of view. More time with you without others around, sign him up immediately. He won’t have to share your attention because the Scavengers really love testing his patience by continually taking your attention away from him when he’s with you and them. While he’ll hang out with them and you, there are moments during the whole hang out that he wants some attention, and the Scavengers make it a game to take away your attention as much as possible, but for the most part he’s happy to simply watch you enjoy yourself playing around with your friends. The home dates are just as fun as when you two leave the mansion to go on an outside date. He's willing to buy you whatever you want and tells you to save your money. Both of you are insanely rich due to going on high rank raids, especially him as a nationally ranked hunter.

You two have taken vacations to Hawai’i, spending half the time on Oʻahu and the other half on Maui, so you could see your family and old friends. While there, you took him to the beaches you grew up going to in on Maui and even to Haleakalā National Park to watch the sunrise. Christopher enjoyed those vacations as he could spend time with you and people didn’t bother either of you too much on the islands unlike how it’s been for both of you on the US mainland. He’s also pretty big on ecology so Hawaii’s environment fascinates him. Thanks to those trips, he now sometimes looks into ocean economics, which he finds interesting. Christopher has a brain cell, and he uses it. It’s hard for him to get along with people he views as idiots, which is most people in his opinion. He especially sees Thomas as an idiotic, if kind and loyal, brute, but he tolerates it all because he enjoys you being happy. You’re always happy when it looks like Christopher is getting along with the Scavengers, even if he’s really not, but no one including him and your boss wants to burst your bubble. With that being said, he’d rather drop dead than praise Thomas for any reason, which often leads to them squabbling like children, but hearing you laugh at the ridiculous arguments makes his headaches worth it in the end.

Surprisingly, most of the Scavengers including you and Christopher, are avid gamers. It’s a blood bath when the guild hosts tournaments for fun. There’s a lot of cussing and screaming during Mario Kart. It gets even worse when Super Smash Bros is the game being played. Thomas and Christopher spent a lot of time going against each other and being extremely verbally aggressive to the amusement of the rest of you. You learn new ways to insult people every tournament day as everyone starts roasting each other more and willingly creating new insults to keep things interesting. Mario Party also sends the guild into a frenzy against each other. Uno and Monopoly also really did almost destroy some friendships. Christopher lets you win on Scrabble every now and then. You’re not dumb; Christopher is simply super smart. You enjoy it anyway.

You’re happy with Christopher as he is with you. He’s glad that he decided to pursue you after that first raid you both had together. Life is much more interesting with you by his side, and while he gets a lot more headaches having to deal with your guild, he wouldn’t trade it for the world.

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You’re Mine: Chapter 13 - Christopher Reed x Reader

Summary: You’re Chairman Go’s omega granddaughter who knew and dated alpha Christopher Reed as a teenager when you lived in the US, well aware of his yandere tendencies and accepted it. You lost contact but reunited due to various chairmen of different countries agreeing to an experiment to pair high-ranking alphas with high-ranking omegas in hopes to produce more Hunter based families. Reed came back for you and utilized his rank to make sure you’re his chosen omega for the project. Adventures of alpha yandere!Reed and his omega.

Warning: Unrepentant yandere!Reed. Obsessiveness. Possessiveness. Overprotectiveness. Manipulation. Acceptance of yandere behavior by reader. Sexual situations.

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You woke up gasping and jerking on your bed. Christopher immediately turned his attention to you from his phone that he was playing around with while you were napping next to him in your nest. “(Y/N),” he called your name. You turned to him with your eyes widened still in a state between awake and asleep, but you were no longer jerking. Terror was clear in your eyes. “Omega,” he called again, “(Y/N), mate!” His calling started getting frantic as he saw how fearful you looked before you finally snapped out of your trance at him calling for you multiple times.

“Alpha?” you questioned softly. You couldn’t remember what you were dreaming about, but there had been a sense of terror that clung to the dream. He gathered you into his arms and began licking your mating mark and your neck scent glands frantically, releasing his own scent to help you. You finally relaxed in his hold, sighing, and closed your eyes, head tilted back to give him easier access, as he marked up your neck.

“I’m here, omega,” said Christopher as he finished marking up your neck to his satisfaction. “Nightmare again?” He was worried about you. You being in distress at seeing Sung again had him wanting to kill something, preferably Sung, but he knew that wasn’t an avenue he could go through. He would mention this to Sean, so he could do something. He was starting to think Sean was actually CIA with the way he’s able to ruin lives even internationally. If he couldn’t kill Sung, he sure as hell would try to ruin his life.

“Yeah, I don’t remember it though. It might’ve been triggered because of this morning,” you said. You opened your eyes, trying to bury your head in his chest now that he was finished.

“Next time, when I say we’re going home, we’re going home,” Christopher told you, turning you so you were looking him in the eyes. “Do you understand, omega? This is for your safety and your health.�� It was ironic that he didn’t even need to set up a situation to make you understand why he wanted to lock you up. People here in Korea definitely were helping him manipulate you, and the darker part of him was satisfied at how easy it was to convince you to do what he wanted because Sung and his sidepiece screwed up so badly that you ran right to him with no hesitation along with you now feeling the imprinted mate bond.

“I just wanted to go to the park for fresh air,” you said, a frown on your face, clinging onto him. Things had spiraled too fast for you to truly comprehend how badly you reacted to seeing the Sungs again. You didn’t want to think about it anymore. Part of you didn’t want to think about anything anymore. Avoiding everything to do with Sung was easier even if it’s the more unhealthy decision.

“I know, pretty girl. But you scared and worried me with your reaction to that man and then your nightmare.” Christopher didn’t even want to say Sung’s name aloud anymore, especially around you.

“I’m sorry,” you whimpered. You didn’t mean to make him worry. He brought your head back to rest against his chest, rumbling, trying to calm you down. Your scent was turning unpleasant, and that wasn’t quite what he wanted. He wanted to scare you so you’d stop resisting against his wants, and he knew he was getting much closer than he was before at getting what he wanted. He wanted you to stay home with him where it would be much easier to neutralize any threats, especially with the upgrades the guys had done to his mansion to make protecting you easier. His overprotectiveness was out of hand since mating you, but Christopher didn’t care. He needed to protect you, and he would do it as he saw fit. His paranoia that you could get hurt even with him there when outside frightened him.

“I know, I know.” Christopher ran his hand through your hair. “But I need to protect you, and I can’t do that if you don’t listen to me when I need you to.” He paused running his hand through your hair to give you kisses on your hairline before continuing, “Do you understand?”

You nodded sullenly. “But we can still go out, right? I just need to be with you or someone you trust to take care of me?” You still didn’t particularly like the thought of being locked up, but now you were starting to understand why Christopher was so worried to the point that he thought locking you up was the best idea.

Your reaction to seeing Sung and hearing him call your name was rather dramatic since he didn’t even really do anything, but you couldn’t help yourself. The memories poured in, and it felt like cold water being dumped on you, freezing you. It felt like your heart stopped as the flashbacks raced through your mind. You weren’t ready to see him, and you were starting to doubt you’d ever be ready.

You were lucky to have Christopher, and you appreciated how much he was looking out for you even when you were hesitant about it. You were slowly getting used to the idea that you’d be home for most of your life from now on even if you didn’t like the idea all too much. At least Christopher’s mansion was huge, so there would be a lot of space for you to roam about. You liked walking around places, even if it’s the same route you take such as going to the park, so you’d figure it out when you moved to America.

It seemed like whatever resistance you had before you napped was gone. The fact that you had a nightmare after seeing Sung again must have been hard on you enough that you were being obedient. Christopher and his alpha were pleased. You were so adorable. He decided to hammer in the idea of how worried he was that what happened to you affected him too. “That’s right, my pretty mate. It’s all for your safety. Remember today so you understand why I do what I do. You being in distress hurt me too.”

You mewled at him saying that, and he sat the two of you up, so you were sitting in his lap, back to his chest, trapped in his arms. Christopher rocked you back and forth, rumbling.

“I didn’t mean to hurt you.” You were on the verge of tears. That was worse than you worrying him. Christopher turned your head slightly to the side to be able to kiss you before you could start crying.

He pulled back and said, “It’s alright, my precious mate. We’re home now in your nest, so we’re alright. Just for next time, okay? For me?”

You nodded and leaned back against his chest as he moved the two of you so he could lean back against your bed’s headboard while taking care of keeping you comfortably in his lap. You would be good and do what he said because you believed that your alpha mate only had your best interests at heart. Yet, there were negative feelings in you from what happened at the park. “Are you sure that you’re happy with me? I know I’m a handful to take care of, especially with my mental health.” You were feeling insecure after everything. While you could sometimes feel that he was happy with you, your insecurities were overpowering you at the moment. Of course you weren’t thinking of leaving him, but you were worried that your problems would make him unhappy.

Christopher’s arms tightened around you, coiling around you, so you wouldn’t be able to escape. “Of course I’m happy to be with you. Never think otherwise, do you understand me? You’re mine, and you’re never leaving me.” He was seething at the thought of you not being with him. You had been taken from him once before, and that would never happen again. You were his mate - his beloved omega. You were his from the very moment he saw you and imprinted. He’d never be truly happy without you even if you had emotional baggage from being away from him for so long. He’d find a way to help you. Christopher would rather die than ever let you go again. You never had a chance to fully leave him. You lost any chance to get away from him the moment you mated. You were his. His sandalwood scent burned wildly like it was on fire.

You rubbed his arms apologetically. “Sorry, I’m just feeling really insecure right now,” you said quietly. You didn’t mean to keep upsetting him. You were just having a hard time. A spike of possessiveness and overprotectiveness surged, but he fought to tamp them down. You didn’t need that right now. He had to take care of you right now, not manipulate more to satisfy the urges in him to protect you. Christopher finally calmed himself down at the realization that you weren’t trying to leave him, that it was just you struggling emotionally with the weight of everything that happened in the last year.

“We can work through your issues. I think being with me in our mansion away from the stress of South Korea would help you.”

“I think it would be good for me to be elsewhere at this point. I would always have a chance to run into Sung and Cha if I stayed here especially if the S-Ranks are called for something by the Hunter’s Association. I’m just not ready to face them, but that’s okay since I don’t want to anyway.”

“That’s exactly what I was thinking. You deserve better than what happened to you. I have a better chance at keeping you safe if you do what I tell you to do though. I’m not saying you can’t think for yourself, but we’d need to discuss things before doing something. I don’t need you spontaneously leaving our home if no one is around. You’re an omega healer, not a fighter, and I love you how you are. But going out alone where crime is higher isn’t the wisest decision since you can’t fight.”

“I know, but I’m so used to doing what I want here in Korea! It also wasn’t that bad when we were teenagers.”

“I fought off all the alphas that tried to get to you. Don’t you remember how many fights I had to get into because some trashy alphas kept sniffing around you?” He stared down at you flatly, and you were sheepish. Christopher did get into a decent amount of fights with other alphas, but you two always played it off like he was defending you, which most of the time he was. However, there were a few times he attacked some alphas simply because they had the audacity to try to ask you out when you were clearly his even if they weren’t at all aggressive about it. You really didn’t like those times when he’d fight those alphas because you didn’t believe that they deserved to get the utter shit beaten out of them.

“Okay, yeah, I remember because you got hurt doing all of that! I appreciate you protecting me, but I don’t like seeing you hurt.”

“Which is why us being home most of the time negates that, doesn’t it, darling?”

“True. I just don’t like the thought of being locked up,” you whined at him. It was fun walking around outside. You liked having fresh air. Your alpha was so ridiculous in how much he didn’t like going out. You pouted.

He heaved a sigh at that. “What would it take for you to stay home?” Christopher was frustrated that you were back to arguing about staying home.

You hummed trying to think of what kind of compromise would work. Then it was like a lightbulb went off in your head. “Can we have a pet?!”

“What?” He deadpanned.

“A pet! Like one of those guard dogs that could attack someone if they’re trying to hurt me! I can take them with me outside, and they’ll be my chaperone. Dogs can be good for emotional support too! In the case of me being attacked, I can keep healing the dog, so they can keep attacking. Remember grandma’s old dog? He was very good at protecting her and me too.”

“You’re ridiculous, but I’ll think about it.” That was actually the best idea you came up with so far. You needed something to do long term. Everyday life would be different than now even if the two of you were spending all your time together like it would be in America. You’d need to acclimate back into living in America for one. And for two, the three stooges also had a tendency to drop into the mansion unannounced, which he knew would be worse as they'd do it more often because Julia and Sean wanted to hang out with you. He could always have a dog house built in the backyard. But just the thought of raising a dog made him grimace. Maybe he’d let you get one in a couple of years. Frankly, he also wanted to put off having pups with you as long as possible, have a pet, or tolerate more visits to the mansion. He didn’t want to share you so soon.

“I think it’d be good for my PTSD too.” At the very least, you’d have a companion that could be with you if no one else was around. They could also help you get out of flashbacks. You had heard of service dogs helping with that.

“Speaking of, I think you should go to therapy for it when we’re in America. Julia can help you with that. And maybe we can get a pet or pups in a few years.” It’s not like he had to worry about the therapist taking you away from him even if you tell them how unhinged he could be. The authorities wouldn’t do anything. The perks of being a national hunter. No one was willing to do anything to him and Andre even when they did questionable things. He knew that guy had issues too. Too much brawn rather than brains, and he preemptively killed before to protect his guild in plain view and got away with it. In America’s eyes, sacrificing a few to save the masses was the approach they took regarding him and Andre. That’s partially why he got away with murdering all those alphas and omegas who tried to take your place.

Ultimately, Christopher knew you would benefit from going to therapy again for your PTSD, and he would take care of you. That meant making sure you got proper treatment. You hadn’t chirped once since running into Sung earlier, and it was pissing him off. He needed to do something to make you happier.

“I finished my sessions here in Korea several months ago. I haven’t gone back since the whole thing with Sung and I went down. But I guess I can go back to therapy. My reactions to my nightmare, you fighting with grandpa, and then what happened with Sung probably means I should go back.”

Christopher still didn’t regret fighting your grandfather, but he wasn’t going to tell you that. The only thing he regretted was that you didn’t take it well. He didn’t mean to freak you out. “Thank you, baby. I think it would benefit you to go again.” The two of you relaxed for a while before Christopher broke the silence.

“Come sit on my lap the other way and put your legs next to my hips.” He wanted you to forget everything that was bothering you and for you to focus on only him. He wanted you to only think of him. The both of you needed comfort, and this was how he wanted to be comforted. Christopher helped you move so you were still sitting on his lap but facing him. Your knees were near his hips and your legs next to his thighs. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders to keep balance.

Christopher didn't waste any time and started kissing you, threading a hand through your hair and fisting it, making sure you couldn’t pull away from him. You closed your eyes, lips slightly parted against his, and let him lead you as he devoured you, licking into your mouth like a starved man. You breathed through your nose so you wouldn’t run out of air. The moment he tightened his grip on your hair, you couldn’t help but moan against his mouth. He pulled away slightly laughing. “You really do love it when I pull your hair.” You keened at him, not liking that he stopped kissing you.

“So keep doing it. Kiss me!” You moved your hands to dig your nails into his shoulders showing your displeasure at him for pulling away. The two of you have had a lot of sex since you mated, and you found out that you really liked it when he was rough and that included the hair pulling. Both of you were insatiable when it came to each other, wanting to consume the other.

“My spoiled omega is so demanding,” Christopher teased you, pupils blown out at kissing you and your reactions. You were so cute digging your nails into his shoulders, it felt like pinpricks. He loved it. He started kissing you again, alternating between a tight hold on your hair and a loose one. You were definitely enjoying it.

You don’t know how long the two of you were kissing, but the next thing you knew, Christopher broke away from you to take off your shirt before latching his lips back onto yours, shoving his tongue down your throat while his hands were massaging your breasts. You moaned at the feeling. You didn’t wear a bra when you were in your cottage, so it was easy access for him. You sucked on his tongue and playfully licked at it too.

“My pretty mate,” he groaned out as he pulled away from you again, your gaze now on him. He maneuvered you so you were lying down on the bed. He quickly took off the rest of your clothes then his before he was back on you, kneeling in between your legs. He leaned over you to kiss your neck, licking your mating mark and your scent glands before sucking harshly on your neck leaving hickeys in his wake.

You arched your back feeling his body against yours, a hand coming up to grasp at his hair, and you tugged at it. His moan against your neck set you on fire. You suppressed a shiver of delight at the feeling of him. His broad shoulders, his muscles, and those delicious abs of his. Your protective alpha mate was so strong and handsome. “Alpha,” you purred.

Then when he lightly sunk his canines into your mating mark, you couldn’t suppress your body shiver that time, crying out. Christopher chuckled darkly, licking the area clean of blood before moving down to suck at one nipple while using his hand to massage the other before switching after a few minutes. You gasped and let out a high-pitched moan, whining a bit at the pleasure coursing through you, your hips trying to buck up, but was being held down by his strong body pressing up against yours.

Christopher moved up to start kissing you again while moving a hand down to rub against your pussy. He slowly rubbed your clit then moved his fingers to slide them at the entrance of your pussy, not quite putting them in. “Please, inside. I want inside, please my mate,” you begged him, breaking away from the kiss. “I want more. Please, please, alpha.” At that, he slid a finger inside of you, quickly joined by a second, thrusting them inside, taking them back until only the top part of his fingers were still in you before thrusting them back into you. You cried out as the stimulation you wanted finally was happening, throwing your head back in ecstasy. “Yes, yes, please, more.” You and your omega wanted everything from him.

Christopher’s eyes glowed blue as you continued begging him, his alpha nearly at the surface. The sound of you begging always got to him. He took out his fingers to align his cock with your cunt and slowly pushed in giving a few shallow thrusts before he sank as much as he could into you. You moaned as you felt every inch of him slide into you, crying out when he was fully in. “You always feel so good, omega,” he groaned as he bottomed out. For a moment he didn’t move, simply enjoying being inside of you, before he pulled out until he only had little more than the head of his cock inside like he did with his fingers, and thrusted back into you, setting a rhythmic pace as you clung onto his shoulders.

He towered over you, staring down at you with his eyes still glowing as he continued to thrust into you. You felt him pull almost all the way out only to slam back into you. You let out a high pitch moan and bucked your hips at the same time he thrusted into it, causing him to swear and then let out a deep moan. You gazed up at your alpha, and so much love enveloped you as you could feel and see how much he wanted and loved you. “Love you, love you!” you cried out as you lost yourself to the pleasure.

Christopher’s thrusting got rougher at that, but he took moments to grind against your pussy when he was all the way in, a growled “love you” coming from him. You cried out as he kept trying to go as deep as he could into you, tears building in your eyes due to the pleasure. Your nails scratched the back of his broad shoulders. You tried to keep up with him, but the pleasure was too much. He fit so perfectly inside you. Your vaginal walls squeezing him as much as you could. Christopher choked out a moan at that.

“Fuck, baby. Keep doing that. Love it when you do,” he panted while grinding against you. You did as you were told. You squeezed your walls as he thrusted his throbbing cock faster in you while you bucked up at him, matching his thrusts as best as you could. He and you moaned at the same time. He leaned back up and began to rub your clit without stopping his thrusts. You shrieked as you came once it became too much, creaming on his cock. You cried out as you became overstimulated as Christopher didn’t stop thrusting and rubbing your clit.

“Gonna come soon, omega.” He leaned over you as he then used the hand that was rubbing your clit and wrapped it around your neck enough that you could feel his grip, but it wasn’t cutting off any air. Christopher loved having his hand around your neck during sex almost as a sense of ownership. He was your alpha mate, giving you so much pleasure only he could ever give you. Possessiveness was clear in his eyes as he stared down at you, lips parted, panting as he saw how your face was twisting in pleasure and pain from the overstimulation. His head bowed over yours, amazed at the sight of you being under him and about to take his knot and another round of his seed into your womb. His knot was starting to form, and you moaned at the feeling as it began catching on your vaginal walls.

You could feel another orgasm quickly building up as you sobbed in pleasure. “Too much!” you cried out as his knot began expanding. You could feel how much sex affected him in that one moment, and it made you dizzy with how much pleasure he was feeling. It was enhancing yours. “Fuck, I’m coming,” he snarled out. With one last thrust, slamming his cock as far into you as he could, Christopher came, and he quickly dove down to bite at your mating mark again as his knot tied the two of you together, his seed flooding your womb. You sobbed as you came again from the pleasure that he kept giving you and the slight sting from him sinking his canines into your mating mark, your slick gushing around his cock, getting on him and the sheets.

The two of you laid together, panting and sweating. He made sure to not crush you with his weight but still lied on you as you two waited for his knot to go away so the two of you could take another bath together. He rumbled as he nuzzled you causing you to purr back at him. You were feeling much better than earlier when you were trying to deal with your night terror. Finally, his knot softened, and he pulled out of you. You two then took another bath together and went right back into your nest after Christopher changed the sheets.

The two of you cuddled, enjoying the feel of pressing up against one another. Christopher began humming a tune further relaxing you.

“Love you, my pretty mate.”

“Love you too, my handsome mate.”

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You’re Mine: Chapter 7 - Christopher Reed x Reader

Warning: Unrepentant yandere!Reed. Obsessiveness. Possessiveness. Overprotectiveness. Manipulation. Acceptance of yandere behavior by reader.

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You woke up, yawning, when your alarm went off. You actually had a good night’s sleep for once. You blinked and looked to your side and almost screamed. You held a hand to your chest. “Don’t do that.”

Christopher snorted. He had been watching you sleep for a little while as he woke up half an hour before you did. He had gotten ready in the bathroom as quietly as he could before getting back into your nest and watched you sleep for a little bit. He reached out and tugged you right into his arms. He shoved his face into your neck and licked his mating mark on you. You tangled your hand in his hair and held him tighter to you, giggling at him still being so enamored with his mark on you. The two of you stayed like that for a while. “Don’t wanna get up for breakfast,” he grumbled, voice still low and raspy from sleep. “Wanna stay here with my pretty mate.”

“Me neither, but I have to go to breakfast and break the news to my grandfather.” You weren’t looking forward to it. You had no idea how he’d react to your mating - he’d either get extremely mad or you give him a heart attack, either way you were anxious. You understood that you mating with Christopher within two days would cause an uproar among probably everyone; it definitely would with your grandfather and your friends. It wasn’t something you could take back, not that you wanted to, but it’s going to set off a shitstorm that you had no choice but to endure. You sighed, feeling a pit in your stomach. You took your hand away and pushed him lightly making him groan.

“Fine.” Christopher let you go but stayed in your nest, watching as you got ready to see your grandfather. “Did you want me to go with you?”

You glance back at him as you put a off-the shoulder dark blue dress that went down to your knees with your mating mark completely on display. Might as well rip the bandaid off when seeing your grandfather. “Did you want to come?”

“No,” Christopher quickly replied, “but could you bring back breakfast if your grandfather doesn’t come storming in here trying to kill me?”

“Christopher Isaac Reed!”

“What? It could happen.” Why the full name? Christopher did not like it when you used his full name. In any case, he honestly wouldn’t put it past your grandfather to fight him. He did just officially claim you meaning there’s no getting rid of him anymore, but Christopher knew that your grandfather might still actually try. He snickered at the thought. Yeah, there’s no separating you from him now.

“Yeah, but no need to manifest it,” you whined. You marched yourself into the bathroom and got ready to go as you heard Christopher laughing in your nest.

“Come here,” he told you as you came out of the bathroom. Christopher knew you were anxious. He sat at the edge of the bed and held his arms out. You slid onto his lap, arms around his neck as he embraced you. He kissed you slowly, gently, quietly telling you things would be alright. Christopher still couldn't believe that you were his mate. “Mate, mine,” he crooned as he broke the kiss to nuzzle his cheek against your cheek.

“Mate,” you purred back. You closed your eyes and relaxed in his hold. You were still very worried about how your grandfather would react. You wanted him to be happy for you, but you knew he didn’t like Christopher at all. Most people who knew Christopher eventually felt uncomfortable because of how off-putting he could be, especially when he would reveal more of how unstable he was. Jordan had always ignored how crazy Christopher was, and Sean, well, your dear old male bestie was crazy too. Jordan also ignored how crazy Sean was and every now and then Christopher got a kick out of it. They made one hell of a trio - two crazies and an enabler. You remember joking with Julia that those three would eventually wreck havoc on the world. Since Julia was still with Sean, you wouldn’t be surprised if he rubbed off on her. You knew your teenage best girl friend also had it in her to be crazy too but she hid it much better. Your insane close teenage friend group. No wonder the insanity of it all didn’t bother you too much.

You knew your grandfather and your friends in Korea would be worried for you because of how fast you were moving in your relationship. You didn’t doubt that some would think that you were trying to get over Sung, but you’ve been over him for a while. You felt hurt and traumatized about a lot of things including about the betrayal, but you didn’t carry feelings for him anymore. That’s why when Christopher came back, you knew you could give your whole heart to him without any doubt. “You know I love you, right? That I’m not using you to get over Hunter Sung.”

“Of course I know you love me, pretty girl.” Christopher rocked you back and forth knowing that you loved it when he did so. “He was the rebound, not me.” He chuffed. His cockiness made you laugh. He smiled at your laughter. He gave you another kiss before you got up. “I love you, my mate.” And he did. Sucked for everyone who wanted to be with you or tried to keep him away from you and vice versa. It wasn’t going to happen now. You were his mate, he and his alpha chuffed again, exceedingly pleased.

“I love you too, my mate.” You then sighed again. “Well, time to face the music.” You wanted to drag your feet but knew you shouldn’t. The sooner you tell your grandfather the better. If he knew you put off not telling him, he’d be more hurt than if you were honest to begin with.

“I’ll be right here if you need me, omega. Just scream and I’ll come running.”

You deadpanned. “My grandfather won’t hurt me, silly alpha.” You knew where his thought process went. His paranoia was ridiculous. He smirked at you.

“Just saying, pretty omega. Emotionally counts too,” he teased you, trying to make you relaxed by being himself, but also meant it. If he heard something coming from the main house, he’d go ahead and interrupt you two.

“Uh huh. Sure…” You narrowed your eyes at him knowing he’d come looking for you should anything go wrong. And wrong was whatever he thought it was for you. His smirk turned more devious. He often did know what you were thinking much to your benefit most of the time, but sometimes you wished you weren’t so predictable to him. You pouted. “Hmph!” You turned your head away to his amusement, but it seemed like it helped you. “Alright, heading out. Love you, my handsome mate.” You turned back and gave him a quick kiss.

“Love you too, my pretty mate!”

You smiled at him before walking out and headed to the main house. As you stood in front of the back door, you stopped abruptly. “Oh shit,” you whispered. Jinchul was there too; you could hear him talking to your grandfather. “Fuck me. I just got a double whammy.” You felt like crying and turning back to snuggle with Christopher in your nest. You took a deep breath and walked into the main house. “Here goes nothing.”

“Good morning, grandpa, Jinchul,” you said as you got to the dining table.

Jinchul looked up from his conversation with your grandfather from where he was standing next to him who was sitting at the dining table, and Jinchul promptly dropped all the papers in his hands. He stared unblinking at your mating mark, at all the hickeys decorating your neck, and didn’t say a word. Your grandfather, wondering at Jinchul’s reaction, turned to you, and nearly exploded. “What happened? What did you do, (y/n)?” He cried out, jumping out of his chair, rushing to you. Gunhee looked horrified as he grabbed onto your shoulders and examined your mating mark and how marked up your neck was. This was what you must’ve been hiding yesterday. “Did he force you into it? I’m going to kill him.” He let you go and began to storm towards the back door.

“Wait, grandpa, no! Let me explain!” You rushed to stop him. How the fuck does Chris know what’s going to happen sometimes? You cried in your mind, your omega panicking as much as you were, as you grabbed onto your grandfather and tried to stop him from getting to your mate. “I agreed to be mated. I wanted to be mated!” You exclaimed.

Gunhee whirled around. “Explain, now!” You didn’t think you'd ever seen your grandfather that mad. Jinchul still hasn’t said a word or moved from his spot. He was in so much shock that he just froze and couldn’t compute what was going on besides that you were now mated. His best friend was mated to the craziness that was Christopher Reed. What the hell? You didn’t even bother with the trial of getting to know him. Jinchul had been researching everything he could about Christopher Reed, and there were some extreme red flags that popped up that he wanted to talk to you about, but now…

You sputtered for a moment, trying to get your brain to work to try to explain to your grandfather. “I love him! My omega loves him. We only want him!”

“You just saw him again two days ago after a seven year estrangement. How the fuck do you know if you are in love with him or not?” He shouted. You winced. You knew your grandfather was pissed; he only swears when he’s enraged. His alpha was going crazy. His little pup just got mated to an unhinged alpha after only talking to him for two days. It didn’t matter if you two were high school sweethearts. A lot of things could change in seven years, and here you were tying yourself until the end of your days to an alpha who he didn’t approve of at all. Jinchul just told him some things about Reed that he was horrified about. He never should’ve let Reed come to Korea. He should’ve been a better grandfather and figured out a way to stop you from being Korea’s omega representative for the experiment. He wanted to cry. He had failed you in so many ways. If only he didn’t need to think of Korea first; he wouldn’t have failed his only grandchild and the last of his family.

“(Y/n), what’s going on? Why didn’t you wait to get to know him? There is a trial period for a reason!” Jinchul finally exclaimed, breaking out of his shock. Normally you’d never do anything this wild. Like, what happened?

“I-” you were cut off when the back door abruptly opened and revealed your alpha mate. You bet he actually had been straining to listen the whole time if something went wrong. You also wouldn’t be surprised if he was standing outside listening for if you were in danger, or what he considered as danger towards you.

“I heard shouting.” Christopher casually leaned against the doorway, staring at your grandfather, eyes glowing blue. His alpha was itching for a fight. Just because Gunhee was your grandfather didn’t mean he’d tolerate his little mate getting shouted at.

“You!” Gunhee seethed. “Who the fuck do you think you are? First, you threaten to kill so as to take my granddaughter for yourself, and now you’ve mated her before the experiment even begins!”

Christopher smirked cruelly at him. You closed your eyes seeing that, not wanting to watch. You couldn’t stop anything now even if you tried. “I’m Christopher Reed. National Hunter and number three hunter in the world. And the mate of your only family left,” he drawled knowing that it was going to piss off Gunhee even more. He had been waiting for this moment.

Jinchul arrived at your side almost instantly and gently led you away from the currently warring alphas. Christopher’s eyes followed you but seeing as your best friend was merely getting you to safety in the corner, he allowed it.

“How dare you!” Gunhee’s eyes glowed as he stared back at Reed, waiting for the right moment to lunge. Christopher pushed himself off the doorway and moved into a fighting stance. For a moment, no one said or did anything before Gunhee and Christopher clashed.

Jinchul hauled you behind him in the corner, holding his arms out to protect you even if both of you were shaking at the sheer power coming from the two fighters. You clutched onto him, keening. Both fighting alphas ignored it as they proceeded to destroy the dining and living rooms while fighting.

“Jinchul, make them stop!” You wanted to cry. You didn’t want your grandfather or your mate getting hurt. While you could heal them, you didn’t want them fighting. Your flashbacks were starting, and you were panicking.

Jinchul bit his lip. Strength wise, there was nothing he or you could do, but he knew that he needed to do something before something regrettable happened, more than it already did, Jinchul thought to himself about your mating. “Okay, (y/n), I need you to keen as loud as you can while I let loose a growl. We can’t intervene physically so we need to do it emotionally. Once we get their attention, well, I need you to cry,” Jinchul told you. That was the best he could think of on the spot. You nodded fretfully. You just wanted them to stop. He took a deep breath then let loose the loudest growl he could and following that, you instead gave out a loud mewl instead of keening before promptly bursting into heart wrenching sobs because of the stress, your scent burning.

At your mewling, both alphas stopped and turned their attention to you. Christopher moved faster and shoved Jinchul away to wrap you in his arms.

“My mate.” Christopher squeezed you tightly to him, scenting you. He made shushing noises feeling rather frantic at your crying knowing he stressed you out too much because he fought your grandfather. You mewling was a very bad sign. “It’s alright. Alpha’s here. Neither me nor your grandfather are actually hurt besides some scrapes. It’s mostly just the furniture.” Sure, the two had some scrapes, but it hadn’t gotten that bad before you and Jinchul intervened. You sobbed in his arms, clinging back onto him. “Come now, omega. Everything is fine. We’ve stopped fighting.”

Jinchul had moved to intercept your grandfather who was about to rush to you after he regained his balance. “Please don’t,” Jinchul said to Gunhee. “I know it’s hard. But it’s not something that can be taken back. Just let him calm her down.” With gritted teeth, Gunhee knew Jinchul was right, and so he and Jinchul stood there waiting for Reed to calm you down. It was hard for Gunhee watching you break partly because of him and not be the one comforting you. Gunhee closed his eyes in some regret as he heard your next words.

“Scared. Alpha, I’m scared,” you mewled, “Don’t want you and grandpa to fight. Don’t want mate or grandpa to get hurt.” You didn’t understand how everything escalated so quickly, your PTSD triggered. Christopher rocked you back and forth, rumbling, while releasing more of his scent. You weren’t calming down as both you and your omega were freaking out which amplified the other, so at last, he just princess carried you and held you tightly to him, forcing your face into the side of his neck by his scent gland while pumping out as much of his scent as he could while doing his best to reassure you. Even if it made you go into a scent high, it’d be better than your endless sobbing which was partly his fault. He had you press your hand to his heart so as to feel his heartbeat, so you could feel that he was still alive. It took a while, but your mewling finally died off once you kept smelling his sandalwood scent and felt the beating of his heart as he all but crushed you to him crooning to you that he and your grandfather weren’t fighting anymore. The mating bond helped calm you down in a way you couldn’t before on your own. Your mate being the one comforting you and who soothed you in the end. You sniffled but finally calmed down. You healed Christopher’s scrapes to make yourself feel better.

Gunhee and Jinchul watched as Reed focused all his attention on you to calm you down after being triggered. For as much as they absolutely despised Reed right now, they had to admit that he was very attentive to you in a way a mate should be. Gunhee sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. He had a headache, some scrapes from the fight, a destroyed home, and it was still only breakfast time. Today was going to be a long day.

“Let’s just eat breakfast, okay?” Gunhee broke the silence. Jaejoong was kind enough to make food and kept it in the kitchen when the clown fiesta was happening before getting out of the war zone. All of you just went into the kitchen and ate silently. Reed kept feeding you and himself after having placed you on some free space on the kitchen counter. You doubted that there would be any productive conversations today. It looked like your grandfather and Jinchul agreed as they didn’t bring anything up before they had to go. You hugged both goodbye after healing your grandfather under the watchful eye of your alpha mate then they left to go back to work.

Christopher wasn’t the happiest that you started smelling like other alphas, even if it was your grandfather and best friend, so he dragged you back to your cottage, and the two of you bathed together. He scented you in your nest, and the two of you spent the rest of the morning just cuddling and watching some kdrama that you had been watching before Christopher came to Korea. This morning exhausted you, and you just wanted to stay home and relax with your mate. Your grandfather called to warn you that repair workers were coming to fix his house so to not freak you out that strangers were over at the main house with Jaejoong supervising them so you didn’t need to.

Later that afternoon, the floodgates opened. You and Christopher were just hanging out in your bedroom. Him doing something on his phone while you were playing TFT. But someone in chat was talking about you and Christopher so you looked up what they were talking about after you finished your game. “Oh. My. God. What!? How?!” You shrieked.

Dispatch: BREAKING NEWS

We have received word that America’s National Hunter Reed Chistopher and South Korea’s little sister and S-Rank Hunter Go (y/n) have mated despite the experiment not starting for almost another month. We have also learned that the two were high school sweethearts when Go-ssi lived with her parents in America. They lost touch a couple of years later because Go-ssi had to move back to South Korea after the tragic deaths of her parents who had fought valiantly during an A-Rank dungeon break half a year after the gates first appeared. It seems like fate that the two were able to reunite in adulthood and had the chance to be together again. After Go-ssi’s regrettable situation with Hunter Sung Jinwoo, will this lead to her happiness? Or did she rush too soon into mating with Reed-ssi after he had only arrived in South Korea two days ago?

Although from what has been seen, it appears that Reed-ssi is committed to being a great alpha for our beloved chairman’s only grandchild who’s also one of South Korea’s favorite hunters. Here are some pictures of them having dinner together as he drove her, how he assisted her out of the car, and even paid for the bill to provide for her. So far, Reed-ssi seems like a quality mate for her. They were also spotted at the White Tiger’s Headquarters earlier in the day, most likely visiting Go-ssi’s close friend Baek Yoonho. We wish the best for the newly mated couple.

This is a developing story. Stay tuned for more details.

The uproar was immediate from all corners of South Korea.

“How did they know so quickly? I didn’t even have the mark until last night?” You gawked at the news article. “Oh shit. Everyone’s going to kill me for them finding out this way.” Your phone was currently blowing up with calls and text messages that Christopher rather gleefully put on silent so you wouldn’t pay attention to it. Then he moved to read the article himself, leaning over you in your computer chair to look at your screen.

Christopher hummed as he read the article and decided to tell you part of the truth. “This has Sean written all over it. I messaged the group chat earlier that we mated, so he decided to have fun, I guess.” He wasn’t going to tell you that he was the one who told Sean to have fun with the information when he woke up this morning. He knew you’d figure it out, but he wasn’t going to offer the information at all.

Sean gladly took the fall for this one. It wasn’t as bad as all the conspiracy theories that weren’t true that he fed to the Korean public about Sung and Cha as payback for hurting you. Sean may not have seen you in almost a decade, but he and Julia had kept up with any news of you, which was quite easy due to your high profile life as the granddaughter of the Korean Hunter Association’s chairman. You were part of the unofficial small pack of theirs no matter if you were gone for so long, especially with Christopher having now mated you to make sure you’d come back to America as his mate like he's wanted to do for the past decade. Christopher just wanted to bring you home where you belonged, and Sean was more than willing to help. He and Julia missed you too, and he knew Jordan did as well. Sean protected his pack from the shadows as Christopher and Jordan did in the light, and you were his alpha’s beloved omega and his old best friend. The one to be protected - the heart and life of their lone alpha and the rest of the pack.

Moreover, people needed to know you were taken by Christopher and to fuck off. You were his omega mate. His. Ours, his alpha crooned. Christopher wasn’t going to have a repeat of yesterday with all those alphas bothering him and you. He was impressed that Sean managed to find pictures in such a short time through security cameras while also managing to have a story up with one of Korea’s biggest digital newspapers within less than twelve hours. That was remarkable even for him. It made his day, honestly. Christopher knew the news would reach America soon if not already. Maybe now all the alphas and omegas would quit their shit and leave you and him alone. He hated how back in America, they kept trying to get him to claim them. Fuck that. You were the only one for him, not anyone else, ever. He had lost count of how many he had quietly killed over the years for trying to take your place in his life. Thankfully, Jordan and Sean helped with the cleanup so it all looked like either bad luck freak accidents or just normal accidents even if there were rumors. Surprisingly, it was Jordan that was very good at that part despite being the least crazy one in the pack.

You tilted your head back to look up at him. “NSA or CIA?” You always knew that Sean would end up in either agency. That crazy beta was a little too good at stalking and getting the information he wanted, and then doing whatever he wanted with it and getting away with it. Even with your sharp sense of smell, you couldn't smell him, which he playfully used to scare you, and then you’d whack him for it. It was like he was a ghost so was able to listen in on a lot of things without people noticing. Christopher and Jordan didn’t help any matters at all when they kept backing Sean up if he somehow got in trouble. You wouldn’t be surprised if Sean had kept Christopher updated on you throughout your estrangement as much as he could. You still didn’t understand how he got so much information about you in high school enough to give Christopher reports about you if he had wanted it, which Christopher as an obsessive alpha did want those reports of you. Like, Sean used to be one of your best friends, but he found out some things even Julia didn’t know about and what you only told Christopher who you doubted would’ve said anything. Sean was a different kind of monster than your mate. If he was remotely the same as when you were teenagers, you knew he was actually capable of getting the information he wanted and then doing whatever he wanted with it, which in this case was outing the both of you. Probably as a damn favor to Christopher as a way to make sure everyone knew you were off limits. Damn it. There were consequences to this! “Also, when did you have time to do that?”

“We’re thinking he’s NSA, but who knows. It’s a toss up.” Christopher clearly ignored the second question causing you to throw your hands into the air. He just turned your chair around, hoisted you up into his arms since you still had your arms up in the air, wrapped your legs around his waist, carrying you, and began kissing you. You let him distract you. God knew you needed something nice before you had to face everyone.

—-

Gunhee rubbed his face, still angry from this morning. Now he had to deal with any fallout of your mating becoming viral news. “I need a drink,” he grumbled as he gave up any pretense of trying to work. At least the repairs to his house were well underway. Gunhee could still remember how you cried and cried and cried after losing your parents and cried for the friends you had been forced to leave behind. While you only spent three years in America, it had made a large impact on you, and now he knows it was because of Christopher Reed and whatever friends you made who were probably tied to Reed as well.

Jinchul offered a strained smile as he sat in the chair in front of Gunhee’s desk, but kept quiet. His face fell back into an impassive look as he stared down at the news article on his phone. Neither of them wanted to do any work at the moment. It was too much. You were practically their pup, the one that they protected since you lost your parents and came back to Korea.

Jinchul took care of you all these years when Gunhee had to put Korea first. He was your best friend and essentially second guardian over you. He got you out of trouble so many times he swore one day he'd really have a heart attack from something that would involve you, and here you were. Not a heart attack but it felt like he might as well have had one.

—-

”Yoonho!” Miseon screamed. Baek came rushing into the living room, panicked, wondering why his mate was screaming. Jiyeon sat next to her, blank faced, clutching onto Miseon as if that would ground her.

“What is it?” Baek looked around trying to look for why his Miseon screamed for him, ready to fight, his hair started turning white. She pointed shakily at the computer. Confused, he stopped his transformation, and he bent over the two to read what she was pointing at and froze in shock for a moment. “I just saw her yesterday afternoon…” He had to move to the couch or else his knees would buckle. With him being over a decade older than you and the oldest in the group, in a way, you had been his little sister, someone he wanted to protect especially after the tragedies you kept experiencing with him over and over. He promised Byung-Gyu before the last Jeju raid that he’d watch over you and Jiyeon if anything happened, and now this week made everything into a bigger mess than it already was.

“She didn’t even tell me,” Miseon cried. Jiyeon’s grip on her best friend tightened as she buried her face in her fellow omega’s shoulder. Both women clung onto the other.

Baek breathed out shakily. “There’s something off about it all, Miseon-a. Like I told you, she called him ‘alpha’ and wanted to spend time with him pretty much uninterrupted the next few days, so it sounds like they might have planned it. I think she would’ve told you after, but it seems like the article came out first.” Both omegas accepted his logic. That seemed more like you.

“What was she thinking?” Jiyeon asked. That was the question going through all of their heads. It seemed too rushed. Too unlike you. All the years of knowing you, you had only ever looked at Sung Jinwoo, willing to wait years for him without rushing, and now that your childhood sweetheart was back, you mated him within two days?

“Reed didn’t take it well when Choi got anywhere near her. He seemed uncomfortable with me as a mated alpha, but nothing like the leering he did to Choi,” said Baek, thinking back to yesterday. “He said that they’ll definitely be mates, but neither Choi nor I thought he meant he’d mate her later that night.”

All three traded looks, worried. Hopefully when you contacted them, you would be okay and that you‘d tell them that you mated because you wanted to and not because you were forced or just trying to get over Sung, even if they were pretty sure that you had been over him even before the announcement of the experiment came about. They didn’t understand what was going on, but they’d find out.

—-

Choi stared at the news article in disbelief in his office at the Hunter’s Guild Headquarters. It’s been only two days since Reed arrived in Korea. Sure, you called Reed ‘alpha’, but even intended mates did that, so what happened last night that led to the two of you to mate for life?

Cha was glad that you found a mate. That would mean that you were off limits, and that Jinwoo can finally move on to be with her fully. She knew he still had some feelings for you, but now that you were happily mated, everyone can finally move on from what happened.

After having a heart to heart with Jinwoo yesterday, which he laid out his feelings about the scandal and how he felt about you especially now that you were being forced along with Jongin to participate in the mating project, she realized what exactly the whole situation meant for him too; that you were caught up as a victim to what they stupidly did without thinking of the consequences. She didn’t understand at the beginning why everyone was making such a big deal, which was why she kept arguing with Jongin about the scandal. You and Jinwoo hadn’t even started dating yet. Sure there was a promise, but you and Jinwoo still weren’t dating in her mind as he hadn’t taken the courtship further, even though you were already doing some courting rituals even before it was officially the dating part, which meant that you were exclusive.

Cha was born to alpha parents, so she didn’t have any close omega family nor did she make close friends with them in school. The situation was one of those things that came from being told by family, which was why so many unmated omegas were upset because while it was uncommon for it to happen as a whole, it was still happening inside of Korea. Cha was sorry that you became collateral damage to the whole situation. She just didn’t like her name being dragged through the mud, so she was angry with you, but that was unfair as Jinwoo told her. She was also sorry that her guild was suffering as Jongin finally told her this morning. Cha didn’t mean for so many people to get hurt; she just didn’t think of the consequences because she knew she imprinted on Jinwoo.

Cha hasn’t been shy in telling Jinwoo that she’s imprinted on him. She was showing signs of it and all! But Jinwoo looked uncomfortable each time she said it to him; although, she didn’t understand why. Maybe now that you were mated, he’d be more accepting of the thought that they were meant to be together as imprinted soulmates. She knew he also had an intense attraction to her, so she pursued him. Jinwoo had already done such amazing things, why couldn’t they be the first alpha couple to have imprinted on one another? At least she knew she imprinted, and that’s what mattered to her along with the fact that she was dating Jinwoo who still had feelings towards her throughout the scandal. She didn’t regret being with Jinwoo, but she now understood that because of her actions, people were legitimately hurt and would see her horribly for it. It was a harsh way of being reminded that actions have consequences.

—-

Jinwoo saw the news report on TV because Jinah started screaming out in shock, and he and their mother came running to see what was going on. He had just come home from a raid and nearly had a heart attack when he opened the front door and heard Jinah screaming. Jinwoo then fled back to his room and read the news article for himself.

Jinwoo had a sinking feeling in his chest as he stared at pictures of you smiling at another alpha who wasn’t him, happier than even when you were waiting for him. He hadn’t meant for things to go like this. He honestly wanted to be your alpha, but then the double dungeon happened, and things became twisted. He lost sight of what mattered. Jinwoo had gotten drunk on power thanks to how the system worked. He found himself infatuated with Haein due to how strong and beautiful she was who also had intense feelings for him. He viewed your healing as not as good as being able to fight and compared the two of you, which was wrong of him. Jinwoo knew that Haein didn’t imprint on him and that his smell to her was due to the system. He didn’t know how to tell Haein or you what was going on without revealing the system, which caused you pain that Jinwoo felt extremely sorry for as he was the reason for a lot of things that hurt you throughout the years.

It was stupid of him to have accepted the date that Haein kept asking for without talking to you first that someone was trying to date him. He hadn’t realized the full implications of what he did, despite having omega family members, as that wasn’t something he paid much attention to while he was trying to help his family survive since his father’s disappearance and his mother falling into the eternal sleep. Then the news outed him, and he endured your scream and cries. Then he experienced the full force of disappointment from his mother and sister. It crushed him. He had let Haein convince him that since he wasn’t dating you yet, as Jinah wasn’t in college, that it would be okay to go on a couple dates as he wasn’t exclusive. It wasn’t okay. His mother explained what he had ultimately done; that by promising you that he’d eventually try with you was being exclusive. Jinah couldn’t even look at him for a while and went silent around him. You had done so much for her, and her own brother betraying you hurt knowing that there was no going back from what he had done. You had barely talked to Jinah and his mother since, and he knew Jinah held it against him as the two of you had been very much like sisters once upon a time, but Jinwoo and his sister had been working on rekindling their relationship even if it was hard sometimes.

Shame spiraled in his chest. The last time he talked to you, you screamed and cried about how awful he was, which he agreed to. He was awful. There had been no excuses that would’ve made the situation better. He betrayed you, and now he was paying the price. He was dating a woman who he had felt intense feelings for and someone he could see developing a good relationship with, but you were no longer a part of his life like you had been for years. You had been his only friend for so long. The one who had been there from the beginning, and the one who loved him even when he was the weakest hunter in the world. It meant something that you had stayed, so why was he such an idiot that he couldn’t at least talk to you before everything happened? You hated him now and blocked him out of your life, and he was dating Haein. So why did it hurt so much when you happily moved on from him when he had done the same?

”My king, are you alright?” Beru had been in his room watching his period dramas as Jinah wanted some privacy for an hour, so she told him to go watch an episode or two while she studied in her room. He glimpsed at the pictures of you with another alpha on Jinwoo’s computer and understood. You would no longer be his queen even if he and the rest of the shadows wanted you to be rather than the alpha their king was courting now. You looked happy with the alpha you were with; nothing like how you were the last time they saw you. Jinwoo had taken back all the shadows he had placed in your shadow out of consideration that you two were completely over, and so he wouldn’t be tempted to invade your privacy.

“No, but I don’t deserve to be.” Jinwoo closed his eyes and in that one moment, he couldn’t help but wish that it was him instead of Christopher Reed in being your mate. He hurt you so much that he didn’t deserve to be in your life. But you deserved to be happy after everything he put you through even if it wouldn’t be with him. He put his head in his hands and wept.

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End Note:

To me, it makes sense that the system would prefer Haein over you for Jinwoo as it wants Jinwoo with the strongest female to have a strong heir, which is Haein. Haein mistakenly believes that she imprinted due to her intense attraction to Jinwoo, and that she actually loves his smell vs how everyone else smells to her. It’s not an imprint between the two even though Haein has every right to believe it as she’s exhibiting signs of it. Unfortunately, it’s the system at work, and Jinwoo and Haein aren’t imprints, but they’re still highly compatible. I tried to make the chapter at the end more sympathetic. Haein and Jinwoo need more growth if I try to bring them in more, which may or may not happen as much as I originally thought.

As an alpha who believes they imprinted, they can get territorial and will pursue their imprint without thinking of consequences because they believe they’re soulmates so why wouldn’t they chase even if a partner is already involved? So yeah, I just wanted to explain why I’m having Haein and Jinwoo act the way they do, but have them realized there are consequences, and you as the reader was collateral damage. The three of you were ultimately victims of the system. It makes sense in my head, so hopefully, it does for you all as well.

Most of the story is mainly about Christopher Reed and you as the Reader, so the rest of the Solo Leveling characters are more background characters. I might explore more with other SL characters but we’ll see how it goes.

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You’re Mine: Chapter 9 - Christopher Reed x Reader

Summary: You’re Chairman Go’s omega granddaughter who knew and dated alpha Christopher Reed as a teenager when you lived in the US well aware of his yandere tendencies and accepted it. You lost contact but reunited due to various chairmen agreeing to an experiment to pair high-ranking alphas with high-ranking omegas in hopes to produce more Hunter based families. Reed comes back for you and utilizes his rank to make sure you’re his chosen omega for the project. Adventures of alpha yandere!Reed and his omega.

Warning: Unrepentant yandere!Reed. Obsessiveness. Possessiveness. Overprotectiveness. Manipulation. Acceptance of yandere behavior by reader.

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You managed to sleep without any incidents, which you were grateful for. You were fussing in front of your vanity while Christopher watched you with a frown.

“I should be going with you,” he said as he watched you fret. He wasn’t happy at how anxious you were. He definitely had a worse opinion of your grandfather after yesterday. He didn’t care how your grandfather treated him, but he shouldn’t have yelled at you. Yell at him if that’s what Gunhee wanted, but not at you. Never you.

“You know why I’m asking you to stay here.” You sighed as you looked over your clothes. You did have to heal yourself earlier when you woke up, and that’s when you discovered you could heal all the hickeys that Christopher gave you to his disappointment. He’d just give you more later.

Christopher scoffed. “I’m warning you, omega. If he starts yelling at you again, I’m going to do something.” He scowled at the thought of you yesterday, and how you panicked when they started fighting. It did make him a bit hesitant to fight your grandfather, but he’d do what he needed to.

“I would really prefer if you just let me handle it,” you said, frowning at him. Seeing his dead eyed stare in return, you forced yourself to not backtrack even if your omega suggested you do so. He then smiled a smile that didn’t reach his eyes, and you barely held back from shivering.

“I’m going to interfere if I need to, but I’ll let you try to handle it first,” he compromised even if he wanted to just have it his way. He knew you’d fight him more if he kept at it, and it wasn’t worth it at the moment. Christopher knew he had been pushing your boundaries recently, and his actions in getting your mating revealed was enough to settle him that he shouldn’t keep pushing you too hard right now. He’d eat the leftovers from last night for breakfast so you wouldn’t need to worry about him eating when you went to eat breakfast with your grandfather.

You walked over to him still in your nest and gave him a sweet kiss. “Thank you, alpha,” you purred. “I’ll be back soon. Then we can do what you want, but I do need to call my unnies eventually.”

“Hmmm…you’re welcome, omega.” Christopher grabbed you and pecked you on the lips before letting you go. “Get going before I change my mind and just go with you. I love you.”

“I love you too!” You sped out after that. No need to tempt your crazy mate when you knew you needed to talk to your grandfather away from him. Hopefully, today would go much smoother than yesterday since your grandfather at least had a whole day to think on the fact that you were mated to Christopher. You snatched the empty containers from yesterday on the way out and headed to the main house.

You opened the door to the main house. It looked like they managed to fix most things; they just needed to buy a new coffee table and couch for the living room. You walked further in and saw a new dining set in the dining room and your grandfather sitting at the head of the new table. Jaejoong made kimchi jjigae and rice for breakfast, which was one of your favorites. He also had made more pickled radishes on the side for you. Your dear butler was amazing and probably purposely made it for you in case you were still upset about yesterday. He had spent the last ten years, and even before that, helping take care of you while helping your grandfather run the household as your grandfather’s official beta since your wonderful omega grandmother died when you were a child, so you two were part of the same familial pack. Jaejoong had been by your grandfather’s side since before your father was a pup, long before you were ever thought of, but he took over running the household only after your grandmother died. Your grandparents and Jaejoong knew each other from when they were children as all three were born shortly after the Korean war ended. You were very lucky to have a great support system throughout the years both in Korea and America.

“Good morning, grandpa!” Like every morning, you greeted him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. Just because you were upset with him and Christopher yesterday, and even a little bit today if you were being completely honest, didn’t mean you’d skip any steps in your morning ritual with him. You placed the washed empty containers to the side of the table you nor your grandfather was using for Jaejoong to put away later. Your familial beta liked doing the housework exactly as he liked it, so you and your grandfather often left him to it. You both didn’t need Jaejoong smiling creepily until you were spooked enough to just let him do what he wanted in regards to running the household. It seemed you Go’s attracted some very unique people.

Gunhee smiled at you, quietly feeling relieved that you seemed better than yesterday before he left for work, and that Reed didn’t follow you in. “Good morning, my dear.” He then hesitated. “Is your mate not joining us?” He practically spat out the word “mate”, but you would take what you could get that he was at least asking about him and referring to him as your mate. It’s a win for you.

“Nope. I thought it should just be you and me this morning.” You smiled at him. You understood this was hard for him, but you would do your best to be patient and try to assuage his fears about Christopher. You didn’t think it was your grandfather’s fault for acting the way he had. If your pup did that to you, you think you would explode too. Maybe not fight their mate, but you would be very worried that they mated someone they’ve been estranged with for seven years then mate in two days. You were trying to be understanding of your grandfather as best as you could. You loved him very much, and you weren’t trying to hurt him. You just didn’t like that they tried to hurt each other over it. You loved your mate, but his tendency to fight whoever was bothering you even back when you two were teenagers did cause a decent amount of problems. Luckily, you two found ways around it most of the time, so you two didn’t get into trouble all too much.

You watched as your grandfather relaxed, and the two of you dug into your breakfast. You definitely would miss these times with your grandfather once you were gone. You knew you’d miss Jaejoong making all your meals - you really were spoiled by your family and friends. You knew Christopher could cook, but you didn’t know if he could make Korean dishes. Well, if anything, that could be something you two could tackle together. You could handle knives decently well and in the worst case scenario, you’d just heal any cuts made, and you could follow directions on how to make things like Jaejoong had taught you over the years, which you’ve done in your small kitchenette before. You and Christopher could even make it a couple’s date learning how to cook together. It’s just Jaejoong liked cooking for you and your grandfather, and you liked his cooking more than your own. Before long, the both of you finished, and you packed some of the kimchi jjigae for Christopher to eat later.

You looked at the time, and your grandfather had some time to talk to you before he needed to leave as you came in even earlier than usual, which props to Jaejoong for also preparing breakfast earlier today. You looked at him and saw he had already been staring at you with a furrowed brow. “You can ask me questions, you know. I’ll try to answer as best as I can,” you said as a way to start the conversation that you knew he was having trouble starting himself.

Your grandfather took a deep breath and asked, “Are you really okay having mated him? I’ve heard some things about him, and I’m worried that you went into something without knowing the whole truth.”

“You’re talking about how crazy he is, right?” you asked him, causing him to jolt a bit. “I’ve known for a long time that he was unhinged as I put it to him once. I’m perfectly happy being mated to him despite it. My omega is too. It feels right to me to have done so.”

Gunhee couldn’t believe it. “You knew this whole time that he was crazy?” He was starting to wonder where he went wrong with you. Why would you accept him knowing that?

“Yeah, he didn’t exactly hide it from me when we were teenagers. One of my best friends in America was slightly less crazy but still crazy too.” You rubbed the back of your head sheepishly.

“That doesn’t help at all, my dear…” Gunhee pinched the bridge of his nose. “There’s rumors that he’s done some unsavory things, but no definitive proof, yet it’s worrying that he’s willing to go to extreme lengths.”

You couldn’t help but deadpan. “Are you really surprised after Chris threatened to kill whoever he needed to in order to have me? He’s fully capable of killing someone if they cross him. And the way to cross him is for someone to hurt me or if he feels someone is threatening our relationship.”

“Threatening your relationship, how?” Gunhee wanted to know exactly what you meant. You saying that didn't reassure him at all. Even though he now knew that there was some truth to the rumors about Reed, Gunhee realistically knew nothing would be done about it anyway.

Reed was a national hunter and would most likely get away with murder. America could not afford to lose him as even Thomas Andre and his Scavenger guild alone couldn't handle the amount of A-Rank and S-Rank gates that tended to spawn in America, which they often relied on Reed helping out particularly when Andre was out of the country when his fee was paid to participate in an international raid.

“If someone was a threat to me by wanting to hurt me or take me away from him, or trying to take my place in his life. But even before we officially mated, that’s how he felt - that I was the one in danger all the time. That’s why Chris tends to hate alphas and omegas is because he sees them as a threat to me and our relationship. Not because he’d ever look at anyone else, but he’s worried someone, especially unmated alphas, will hurt me. He is more proactive about physical injuries but if I’m too emotionally disturbed by something that I can’t handle, he’ll react to that too. Look at how the situation with Sung and Cha turned out. Cha did what she wanted and ruined my relationship with Sung; although, Sung had his fault in it too - so two alphas were at fault.”

Gunhee frowned and his alpha growled at the thought of someone killing you so they could be with Reed. It was a possibility as Reed was a highly sought after alpha even if he hated most people as far as people knew. It was why it was so controversial when he had chosen you that even Andre and Liu were surprised.

You decided to try to reassure your grandfather. “To be honest, grandpa. I think he imprinted on me, so I’m not particularly worried about someone trying to claim him by killing me once it’s confirmed.” You brought up a topic that’s been on your mind since yesterday after he brought you back to your nest after that disastrous breakfast.

“Imprinted!? What makes you think that?” Gunhee was shocked. But, he thought grimly, that would make a lot of sense considering what you’ve told him so far and what he saw for himself. As much as he doesn’t like Reed, yesterday when you were having a panic attack, Reed did everything he could to calm you down in a way that looked a little too natural that it was unnatural. He hovered over you in a way that caused others to back off. Reed sometimes knew what you wanted and needed without saying a word. Even he knew that Reed would place your wants above his own as long as it didn’t compromise your safety. He also heard the stories that an omega would start feeling the pull of an imprint bond after mating occurred, and he wouldn’t be surprised if that was happening to you.

“I started thinking about it more after we mated, and I became more aware of how he felt, I don’t really know how to explain it. Like his love is all consuming, and he only lives for me. Sounds like I’m being too self-important, but he acts that way about it, and I can feel it. I knew Chris fell in love with me at first sight. He won’t say it, but the way he acted from the first time I met him, I know he did. He did everything he could think of to get me interested in him, and then did as much as he could for me after I agreed to date him. He hasn’t been with anyone since I left for Korea, and that was almost ten years ago. He’s been doing his best to get enough money for us to live a comfortable life and for him to be able to provide for me whatever I wanted. Chris is always trying to take care of me, and he doesn’t care what he needs to do as long as I’m okay. He was always going to come back for me even if it took him this long and for this particular situation to arise, or I guess if someone tried to force him to mate with someone not me, he’d just have gone on a rampage, and the world would be down a national hunter. And like I said, it feels right to be with him like it’s the most natural thing in the world. I’ve never felt that way with anyone else.”

“And you’re okay with everything?” Gunhee asked you. He needed to double check with you. He was still concerned about Reed and now was rather concerned about you considering how accepting of it you were.

“I know this sounds awful now, but in a way, I’m glad things didn’t work out between Sung and I. I tried moving on because I didn’t think I’d ever be with Chris again, but then things happened, and now I’m happy with him,” you admitted to your grandfather whose eyes widened at your confession. “The depression that I had regarding Sung has all but disappeared because I’m finally with an alpha who I know would do everything possible to make sure I am happy, and that there would be no threats against me, which honestly is a relief after the Jeju raids. Since I mated with him, I think it’s become even easier for him to calm me down like yesterday morning. I didn’t even have a nightmare last night. I’m still struggling with my anxiety and PTSD, seeing Sung or Cha would still probably trigger both of it, but we knew healing my mental health was going to be a slow process after what happened this year.”

You paused for a moment and really took the time to look at your grandfather. You knew what you were about to say wasn’t going to be easy for him to hear. You kept it close to your heart this whole time because you didn’t want to revisit the topic, but you knew you had to now. “Dad and Mom liked Chris even if he was more than a little off-putting. They trusted him to love and protect me even if Dad kept having fun teasing him. Chris took it in stride if only because he was my father. What I never told you or anyone was that after Mom and Dad told me to run during the dungeon break, I did.” You blinked your eyes as tears started to gather as you remembered that awful day before continuing. “I ran, but there were jackals chasing my classmates and I. We got separated somehow, and I was left to fend for myself. I was about to die before Chris came. He awakened when he saw me in danger.”

“What?” Gunhee’s tone was flat. “Why have you never said anything?” The shock was so great that he didn’t know how to feel. It was like he went numb. His children approved of Reed, you almost died, which you never said anything about in all these years, and that Reed awakened so he could protect you. Reed whom he only knew for the last few days and whatever he and Jinchul managed to dig up on him in that short amount of time.

“I thought I could leave it all behind. After four years, I didn’t think Chris was coming for me, and I thought it was better at the time to stay with you in Korea than going there and hoping for something. It was my misunderstandings that caused our long estrangement even though they kept an eye out for me the whole time. I survived the Jeju raids, but I think if I came back injured like Cha was, they would’ve kidnapped me,” you confessed to him.

Gunhee had to ignore the kidnapping part for his own sanity, so he went back to his main concern. “He saved your life?” How many times had you been in situations of life and death outside of raiding? His poor heart felt like giving up at hearing all of this.

“He did. That’s why I feel so safe around him. If not for him, I’d already be dead,” you said, voice barely above a whisper. You shuddered as the flashback of the day overtook you for a moment before you took a deep breath. Your grandfather stood up at that and tugged you up gently to him and hugged you. You buried your face into his chest and sobbed.

It hurt even now that you lost your parents in the dungeon break, and that you almost died if not for Christopher. That day was so scary, and you swore you’d try to become strong in your own way so that didn’t happen again. When you awakened as a healer, you were quietly relieved in a way that you didn’t need to fight on the front lines, that you could stay behind, and heal and buff when you needed to even if it meant relying on others to fight instead of you. It was quiet between the two of you besides the sound of your sobbing.

“I understand a little better now,” your grandfather began, “I can’t say that I’d ever like your mate, but it’s clear that he loves and cares for you very much. If my Jungkook and Haneul thought that he would be good for you, I’ll take that into consideration. I’m sorry, but that’s all I can give you right now.” He was suddenly distraught that you never shared this with him, and that you suffered about it in silence. Your sobs echoed your pain.

You pulled back from his hug and rubbed at your eyes as your grandfather gave you a head pat, your sobs dying down. No matter your age, you loved headpats. You didn’t need your grandfather to like Christopher, but you wanted his support of your mating and to see that Christopher really is trying hard to take care of you like he promised all those years ago. “I just want you to support us. You don’t have to like him, but he’s my mate, and I just want you to accept that he’d be a good mate for me.”

“I think I can do that. Just give me some time.” Gunhee never liked seeing you in pain, and he could tell that the whole situation between him and Reed was stressing you out more than you were saying. “Like I said, it’s clear that he loves and cares for you very much. I can admit that he’s done a good job of being your mate so far. So I think I can support your mating. I just…I don’t want to lose you, my dear.”

”But you’re not!” You cried out. “You will always be my grandpa no matter what! I love you, grandpa. You’ve been there for me these past nine years and even before that, and when you can’t, you still make sure I’m alright if that means Jinchul, Jaejoong, or someone else is making sure of it in your stead.” You stared up at him, your eyes red rimmed and teary-eyed, and he softened.

”Okay, I’m not losing you. Do you promise me that?”

“Of course! I promise! Even when I go back to America, I’ll call you and make sure Chris will let me come see you in Korea. He won’t say no to me! You can’t get rid of me that easily!” You puffed out your cheeks. You were stressed out the past few days with bouts of happiness and joy, but you knew you were acting out childishly at times because of it. Yet your grandfather was the one being so ridiculous and so was Christopher for that matter. Your alpha family and friends were sometimes so ridiculous.

“Alright, my dear.” He gave you another hug, which you happily returned. “We’ll talk more tomorrow, okay? You can bring your mate with you too. Unfortunately, work is always calling, and I need to go. I love you, pup.”

Your eyes shined a bit. It’s been a long while since he called you that. “I love you too, grandpa! I’ll see you later!” You were glad that he was inviting Christopher back to the main house, and that this time, he wasn’t saying “mate” like it was a disease. You gave him another kiss on the cheek and waved goodbye to him from the front door, which he returned before you closed and locked it. You picked up the container of kimchi jjigae after saying hello to Jaejoong who came to clean up and left for your cottage.

Before you even could open the door, Christopher was already opening it for you and ushering you in, taking the container from your hands and placing it in the refrigerator. The two of you could eat that for lunch and whatever else Jaejoong would make for the two of you. You swore that he had a sixth sense for you.

“Had a good talk with your grandfather?” he asked as the two of you went to the couch, eyeing your face that showed clear signs of having been crying. He was starting to get upset thinking that your grandfather upset you again, so you climbed onto his lap and put your full weight against him, which he moved you a bit to get you both a little more comfortable.

“I did. I think it went well as far as being pleasantly surprised that it went that well. I think he’ll stop being so hostile to you after that talk, which is nice. I don’t want you two to fight again.”

“I’m sorry about that, omega,” Christopher apologized, relaxing now that he knew your grandfather didn’t hurt you emotionally. He spent the time during your breakfast contemplating your feelings about what happened yesterday. He didn’t mean to cause you so much distress, but the urge to take out what he saw as a threat was too much for him to ignore.

“I know.” You patted him on his chest. “I just want him to accept that you’re my mate, which I think he will, eventually. I told him how Appa and Umma accepted you, which I think he was shocked about. I also told him how you awakened just to save me. He accepts that you’re a good mate to me so far.”

Christopher remembered your parents, specifically your father. Jungkook had a grand old time teasing him, and all he could do was grit his teeth and bear it because you looked so hopeful that they would get along, so he forced himself to. It was your parents, after all, and you valued your parents’ blessing. Your fathers thought it was hilarious how whipped he was for you while your mothers were content that you’d be cared for and protected all the while being loved.

Both your sets of parents were so proud, and more than a little relieved that you were able to get him to do something if you wanted it because they knew you wouldn’t abuse it. His own parents had been weary around him when they realized how fucked up he was, and there came along this cute little omega who made him do things that they could never get him to do. They watched as their apathetic and sometimes cruel son became happy as long as he was around you. They didn’t anticipate how cruel he could become when someone harmed or threatened you, but it was clear how he rushed to your defense every time that he cared and loved you very much. They saw how much you brightened up since Christopher came into your life, so your parents and his allowed the two of you to spend as much time together as you wanted. Even your grandmother would tell you stories about how your grandfather, the absolute love of her life, treated her like a princess much like Christopher did for you.

However, your parents and his were the only ones who knew he imprinted on you from the beginning when he had been essentially interrogated by them about his intentions towards you, and then later Jordan and Sean found out. He wanted to keep it a secret from you until he officially mated you and for you to figure it out, so he’d know he really did imprint on you as you’d start feeling the imprinting bond after you mate. While he was sure of it before, you feeling the imprint bond would be one of two ultimate confirmation that you were his soulmate.

“I wasn’t going to let my precious little mate die.” He pecked the top of your head with his lips repeatedly. “If I had to die for it, then so be it. Luckily, I awoke, huh?” You swatted at his chest this time causing him to chuckle.

You looked up at him and asked him the question that’s been bothering you since yesterday while gazing into his blue eyes, “Did you imprint on me, alpha?” Your omega chirped knowing the truth as did you, but you wanted to hear it from him.

Christopher smiled in ecstasy at that, chuffing happily. You felt the bond. Joy couldn’t adequately describe how he was feeling. He had wondered how long it would take you before you asked that question after you found out that he never moved on after you left and after the mating bond happened for you to connect the dots and then hoped that you actually felt the bond. “What do you think?”

“Just answer me!”

Truly a spoiled little thing you were. He loved it. It was so cute like a kitten pawing at a bear when it came to the two of you. Yet he snapped his teeth at you playfully, subtly reminding you of who was in charge. “Now, now, my pretty mate. You already know the answer to that question,” he teased you, stroking a hand through your hair. “I told you that you were it for me.”

You and your omega inwardly sighed in unison. At least he said it indirectly, good enough. “So you did. Why didn’t you ever say anything?” You frowned up at him. You’d have liked to have known from the beginning. Maybe it would’ve changed things, but now you knew, and your time with him made a lot of sense.

“Didn’t think I needed to. You belonged to me from the first moment we met as teenagers. I just needed to become a successful hunter from the start, so that I could provide for you and make sure you’re taken care of in case something happened, especially as back then, when hunting was new, people and governments were willing to pay a lot for us to fight monsters. Then you had to move to Korea shortly after I awoke, and it did mess up my plans, but it didn’t mess up my goal, which has always been to have you as my mate and us living our lives together. It just wasn’t the right time to get you until earlier this week. It felt like my last chance with you.” Christopher didn’t want to participate in the program when he was first told about it, but then he found out that he could choose an omega, and he immediately thought of you. He could kill two birds with one stone: have you to himself again which was the plan anyway, and it would get multiple governments off his back. Fantastic.

Now that he mated you, they could kill you to try to pair him with someone else, but he wouldn’t be able to mate again after that as he had imprinted on you, which as a rare pair bond, solidified the bond much deeper than normal pair bonds. Mating caused the imprinting bond to grab ahold of specifically both alpha and omega, and there would be no other for them. It wasn’t that they only refused, but that they couldn’t have another mate. People thought it was a way for a strong lineage to remain in a stable and strong line so that no competition would occur after either the alpha or omega died so whatever pups they had together would be the only ones with no half-siblings. Before the mating, only the alphas would feel it, but after the mating, the omegas begin to feel the effects of being bonded as an imprint, which you were starting to feel and why you suspected now and not earlier of Christopher having imprinted on you. In any case, he'd kill whoever killed you and go on a killing spree, so they’d pay for what they’ve done before he's taken out too.

“What would you have done if you couldn't have me?”

“Attempt to kill whoever was standing in my way of having you or die trying. I’d end up dying alone along the lines anyway if I couldn’t have you like if they paired me with an omega who wasn’t you or you to another alpha, I would’ve gone on a rampage and killed until I had you to myself or someone killed me.”

“What the fuck, Christopher?!”

“Stop with the full first name,” he grumbled. He heavily disliked it when you used any full name of his. Call him your mate, your alpha, or nicknames. Just don’t use full names on him. It felt like he was in trouble when you did so.

“Christopher Isaac Reed!” He deadpanned at you. You smiled chastened in response. You just wanted to push his buttons a little.

“I said stop.” He suddenly tickled you causing you to break out in laughter. He stopped once you were gasping for breath.

After regaining your composure, you licked the part of his chest that his v-neck shirt didn’t cover, and he lightly slapped your bum in response. “Hey!”

“Any particular reason you're licking me?”

“Cuz I wanna,” you said rather plainly and proceeded to give another lick.

He raised an eyebrow at you. “You did say we can do what I wanted after you got back, did you not?”

“I did say that.”

“Good.” He moved you so he could carry you easier and stood up holding you in his arms. “Let’s see how you like being licked,” he said as he headed for the bedroom with you giggling the whole way.

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The Third Strongest National Hunter and His Healer: The First Meeting - Christopher Reed x Healer!Reader

A/N: You can read this as a standalone one-shot or as a continuation of my other fic which is my headcannon for Christopher Reed that I’m mostly basing this fanfic on. The first meeting between reader and Christopher Reed. Also, your healer abilities are based on Final Fantasy X’s white magic abilities. Thinking of putting this on Ao3 and/or Wattpad. Should I?

Warning: Reader has a specific background (being from Hawai’i) and likes. Also OOC, maybe? We seriously don't have much personality fleshed out for Reed in SL, so I'm using my headcannon as to how I formed his character in this fanfic.

Words: about 6k

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You are nervous walking the rest of the way after being dropped off near the A-rank gate that you were assigned by the Bureau to attend. You joined the Scavenger guild half a year ago after you moved to the US mainland from Hawai'i. Thomas, on the advice of Norma Selner and the Federal Bureau of Hunters, recruited you for his guild once you moved. Normally he wouldn’t take guidance from the Bureau, but the guild had a place for another healer and an S-rank at that, so he took you in. Surprisingly, introducing him to aloha shirts upon arrival to his guild made him warm up to you due to how much he liked them. You are also the S-rank healer that often accompanies him on high-ranking gates, even on a couple S-rank gates, since you’re able to handle his personality and your healing skills are truly a wonder.

Your awakening as an S-rank healer a year and a half ago caused some waves, but since America had dozens of S-rank hunters (many thanks to Selner), you weren’t bothered by paparazzi too much. Thankfully, your family and friends, even random Hawai'i local residents, were supportive of you and protected you against persistent paparazzi who wanted a deep dive into your life without your consent. You appreciate everyone who has supported you since awakening, especially as you struggled in the beginning when you were first trying to figure out your abilities. Thinking of all the support warms your heart and helps calm your nerves.

Then again, you couldn’t believe you are about to meet the third strongest hunter Christopher Reed. Among the national hunters, he is by far your favorite, which you’ll deny to Thomas, but everyone knows including him. Everyone had a fun time smirking and snickering at you when you found out that you could go on a raid with Christopher.

You were assigned to attend an A-rank dungeon with Christopher Reed and half a dozen C-rank hunters who were coming along to help farm the dungeon while Christopher killed the monsters. You were there in case something went wrong, which is possible even with a national hunter. Since it was an A-rank raid, C-ranks and higher are recommended as the miners for the mana crystals while C-gates and lower, even E-ranks could join to help mine. Moreover, it could be a red gate for all anyone knows, so with a higher level gate, no one wanted to particularly take a chance as America suffered the death of several high profile A-rank hunters and even one S-rank hunter due to red gates in the last two years. That’s not even counting the lower ranking hunters who died along with them.

You will be the only Scavenger member in attendance so that didn’t help your nerves but you should be fine, theoretically, since Christopher is there according to your guild mates even if you were thrown into a red gate. Thomas just patted you on the head and sent you off, telling you that it’ll be fine, to stop worrying, and a “you’re welcome” with a wink. You couldn’t help but pout at him with a blush and red ears before heading off to the raid gate area. You wished you could’ve kicked him, but that would’ve hurt you more than him, and he would’ve easily laughed at you for it. One of the newer Scavenger members who you hadn’t gotten a chance to really know dropped you off near the gate and told you to call for someone to come get you when you’re done.

You finally arrive at the gate twenty minutes before you are meant to go in. You don’t recognize the two C-ranks who are already waiting, but you do recognize Christopher Reed. Your eyes catch Christopher’s blue ones as you arrive causing you to pause. For a moment, the two of you stare at one another before he walks over.

“Hello. I’m Christopher Reed,” he introduces himself. Both of you know that you know who he is but might as well be a good raid leader and introduce himself. “And you are?”

You had to will yourself not to blush at the sound of his voice and at meeting the third strongest hunter in the world. You might be working for the number one hunter and even are friends with him, but meeting Christopher is just different. You’ve been waiting impatiently for a week to attend this raid. “I’m (y/n),” you say, “I’m the S-rank healer from the Scavenger guild assigned for this raid by the Bureau.” You are relieved that you didn’t stutter. No need to embarrass yourself this early. There is plenty of time to do that later and hopefully away from him seeing it. Goodness knows your guildmates are going to have a riot teasing you once you get back to headquarters.

He nods in acknowledgment raising an eyebrow for a second at hearing you are a part of the Scavenger guild. He was only informed you were an S-rank healer with incredible healing powers and a special healing buff and elemental negation buffs besides the normal protection buffs. Hopefully, you’re not as chaotic as the rest of your guild. He can’t quite say he has the best view of the Scavengers. “I’m your raid leader for the dungeon. As our healer, you are to stay even behind the C-rank hunters. I’ve been told that you’re able to heal from a distance unless it’s a serious injury so it’s best to stay all the way in the back to heal and buff that way.”

“Okay, I’ll do my best,” you reply simply to his instructions. While you typically know how your role is during raids, it’s helpful for you to know what the raid leader intends for your role in the raid party. There’s been times where raid leaders who weren’t a part of the Scavenger guild got upset with you for staying in the back of the party to heal instead of being in the midst of everyone to heal more and engage in fighting with your staff since they expected more from you as an S-rank. You don’t have much fighting capability since you focused on mastering your spells. You hated those raids and complained to Thomas about having at least one Scavenger member with you whenever you go on raids to act as a buffer. You’re never bothered when another Scavenger is with you. The only reason you’re willing to be on this raid without another Scavenger is because it was being led by Christopher Reed, and you are not about to waste the opportunity. It helps that Thomas trusts him despite the two getting along like cats and dogs. Either way, you’re much more comfortable than some of those previous raids you’ve gone on.

Christopher says nothing more and neither do you. You do peek at him every now and then, which he does notice, but continues to say nothing. Within ten minutes, the rest of the raid team arrives. There are two mages, two tanks, three fighters, and one healer altogether. You watch as Christopher introduces himself to the rest of the raid party and addresses everyone’s roles in the raid. “Stay back to let me kill the monsters. If any get past me, protect our healer as much as possible,” he gestures towards you, “as she can heal and buff all of you if need be. She is your best chance of survival besides me as she can heal and stabilize you until I can get through all the monsters. Once I kill them all, you’ll mine the mana crystals and whatever else loot is dropped. I will be taking the essence stones, however. After the raid is finished, we’ll divide it all. The Bureau will wire you the money for participating in this raid shortly thereafter,” Christopher explains loud enough for everyone to hear. “Since we’re all here, let’s get going.” And with that, you all enter the A-rank dungeon.

As soon as you enter the gate, you’re suddenly in a cave, tunnel setting. The smell is dank and wet. You grimace as it gets progressively darker and colder the more all of you travel into the dungeon with Christopher leading the way. You stay quiet as the C-ranks whisper to one another making conversation about random things. It was then one of the C-rank mages used his ability to create a sort of torch using his staff. You watch as the rest of the C-ranks breathe a sigh of relief at having someone able to help them see where they’re going. Suddenly, you and Christopher stop at the same time sensing something ahead causing everyone else to stop.

“Stay back,” Christopher orders, knowing that something was approaching and rather quickly at that. His hand suddenly shot out and caught a bident that had been thrown. You grip your staff tightly and send your specialty buff towards Christopher - regen - in case you can’t get him within your perimeter for your healing.

First, you see glowing red eyes and something that’s shining bluish-green, then out of the darkness emerges five nagas. They range from green to blue and in between, large and tall, probably twice as much as Christopher. Quickly, you send a nuletide buff towards Christopher then continue to send it to everyone as you all prepare for battle. It should help with any initial water attacks to give everyone a chance to not drown at the first attack. The nagas bare their sharp teeth towards your group.

In the next second, Christopher abruptly dashes towards the closest naga to the group and kills it with a flaming punch to its chest, burning it so badly, you smell a rotting fish scent emitting from the now dead body of one of the nagas. Immediately, three of the remaining four surround him and attack.

It all happens so fast. The other naga lunges towards you and the C-ranks. The tanks get into position to guard the rest of you as the mages panicky send damage spells after damage spells, but it’s not enough to deter the naga. It tries to send a water attack towards all of you, but thanks to your nultide spell, it doesn’t affect the group. It unleashes a cry of rage and prepares its trident to attack. Quickly, you buff your parties’ defense with your protect spell. It allows the tanks to hold on.

You look towards Christopher and notice he’s already killed two of the three nagas that attacked him. In that second you took a look, the naga broke through the tanks, injuring them but luckily they’ll survive at least another direct attack. They take a moment to recover but it’s clear that they’re struggling. You cast a slow on the naga in hopes of Christopher hurrying up and coming to all of your rescue and then cast hastega to boost your parties’ speed as you all back up away from the naga. The two fighters then try to attack the naga seeing how it’s advancing quickly after the slow wears off, but its armor is too strong to be pierced. You cast curaga then a cura on the tanks who manage to run back with the rest of you, so they are still within your perimeter for your healing spells, and their wounds heal, their flesh wounds from the naga’s trident stitching itself back together as if nothing happened. The naga pierces one of the fighters while that was happening and throws him into the tunnel’s left wall before Christopher is racing over and killing the naga that was going to kill you all.

You rush to the fighter who was coughing up blood and bleeding from the deep holes in his chest made by the naga’s trident. The pool of blood is concerning, and if you were any other healer, you would be worried. Luckily, you’re you, You place your hands gently on his chest where his wounds are the worst, and you cast another curaga and cura. The entire raid team watches in awe as your spells heal the fighter. Once more, the skin starts stitching itself back together and the fighter slowly stops coughing up blood as your spell heals the internal and external damage. His breathing returns to normal. The fighter gets up a moment later looking brand new. He touches his chest looking shocked at his near death experience, but it looks like he’s managing to calm down from his panic of nearly dying.

While your healing isn’t instantaneous as it takes a minute, your ability to heal the worst of wounds is something even other S-rank healers have a hard time doing. It also doesn’t take you much mana to heal or buff making you one of the top healers. You have a ton of mana. It makes it hard for people to win against your team if your team is able to protect you and there’s at least a strong main fighter like in today’s raid. You’re able to cure injuries even if someone is close to death. As long as they’re not dead, you’ll be able to heal their wounds whether it be healing any internal or external damage or reattaching limbs.

“So that’s what an S-rank healer is able to do.” You hear the C-ranks murmuring to themselves behind you once the danger passes. The two tanks and the fighter thank you profusely for helping them. The rest of the raid team rush towards the three. Apparently they’re good friends, you muse, watching them cry out in relief. The gentle warmth of your healing techniques comforted those you healed and settled them down after nearly dying.

In front of you, Christopher stares at you intensely. He’s never seen healers able to heal such severe injuries much less in only a couple of minutes barring the fifth national hunter who had been the national hunters’ healer during the Kamish raid. Yes, other S-rank healers have incredible healing abilities, but even they can struggle to return someone to full health from that type of severe injury. By all intents and purposes, the C-rank fighter should have died from his chest wound or at least needed to head back to go to a hospital. While he believed at the beginning of the raid that you could heal the team in case of emergencies, he didn’t realize the extent of your healing and buffs. He knew you casted two buffs on him at the beginning of the fight. He was amazed that the first naga water attack disappeared before it could touch him and that helped him avoid most of the damage he could've gotten. Moreover, the insignificant wounds he got while fighting the nagas disappeared mere moments after being inflicted. He clears his throat after gathering the essence stones from the nagas’ corpses and speaks, “We still need to kill the boss. Let’s go.” With that, you all continue on.

The rest of the dungeon is easier to complete. Christopher easily kills the boss and pockets its essence stone. The S-rank naga boss was no match for the national hunter. You were surprised by how little monsters there were, but you suppose there being an S-rank naga in the gate made up for it. The C-ranks mined the mana crystals as was their job. Unfortunately, there wasn’t any other loot such as a runestone to drop, but there were enough mana crystals for all of you to get a decent amount of money for it plus what the Bureau was willing to pay for going on the raid. The C-ranks were definitely happy about that as it’s more than what they normally find in C-rank dungeons and lower.

As you are about to head back to headquarters, Christopher hurries to catch up to you, making you stop to wait for him. “Miss (y/n) hold on for a minute, please? Can I talk to you?” You stare up at him questioningly, tensing a bit, as he stops by your side. You could practically feel that blush from earlier today because of Thomas threatening to come back full force. You hope your ears aren’t turning red and giving you away.

“Is there something you need?” you ask, smiling up at him, trying to relax. You see him raise a hand and rub the back of his head looking a little boyish with the movement. You want to fawn over him. That’s so cute of him. It did have the desirous effect of relaxing you as Christopher wants. He has questions and he wants answers.

“I wanted to ask you about your abilities,” he replies. “Do you want to have lunch together and discuss it?” He watches you feeling unexpectedly pleased with the blush he sees spreading across your cheeks. He was surprised at how quiet you were during the raid. Normally when there’s a Scavenger on the raid, they tend to be loud or chatty, sometimes both and it drove him crazy. It makes him want to know you and how exactly you fit into that guild, and maybe he just wants to know who you are. You caught his attention at the beginning of the raid but it was when you used your abilities, which he found fascinating, that he decided to approach you to ask about your spells. It gave him the perfect excuse to keep talking to you.

This time you really couldn’t stop the blush from spreading to your ears, especially as he starts to smile down at you charmingly, which is only making it worse. He knows what he’s doing by the brief mischievous look that crosses his eyes for a second. If you weren't looking back up at him in the eyes, you would’ve missed it. “Um, sure! I’m getting hungry.” You bit your lip, feeling nervous again, turning away from but gesturing for him to lead the way. “You can pick where to eat. I’m still relatively new to the area.”

“Follow me then.” He leads you to his car and the two of you are off. What exactly have you gotten yourself into?

You end up going to an all you can eat sushi place that Christopher knew about from visiting the establishment several months earlier. You are surprised to learn that seafood is his favorite type of food and that he likes spicy food when the two of you talked in the car about where you’re going for lunch. He enjoys wasabi on his sushi. Honestly, you don’t think your crush can grow any bigger at this point. A handsome, powerful man taking you to a sushi restaurant? You think wistfully about home. Sushi reminds you of home on Maui where eating fish is common. You certainly ate your fill of maki, inari, and other types of sushi growing up. You also love poke and kimchi tako. If only the mainland had some good poke places to go to. You two place your initial orders before Christopher brings up the topic of your abilities again.

“How are your abilities that capable? Even other veteran S-rank healers would have a hard time healing that injury without needing for the hunter to go to the hospital after?”

“To be honest, Norma Selner met with me and upgraded my abilities. I wanted to move to the US mainland to help more with the gates, so I was then recruited by the Bureau to join the Scavenger’s guild as a healer. Thomas ended up agreeing to take me in after I demonstrated what I could do.”

“And what exactly can you do?” He is curious as to the full extent of your abilities with Selner’s enhancements.

“I have three healing abilities - cure, cura, and curaga. Cure being the weakest and only needed if there’s superficial wounds. Cura is the middle healing ability for non-life threatening wounds, but more than superficial. Curaga is used for serious injuries such as anything life-threatening. The buff I casted on you is regen, which allows my target ally to restore a fraction of HP over a ten minute time period. My buffs include elemental negation protection although it only works for one attack until I can put the buff back on you. There’s a small cooldown time, but it’s short and rather insignificant. I can buff to give more protection against physical and magic attacks. I can also cure all status ailments except eternal sleep and complex diseases. I can treat poison, confusion, and get rid of taunts. I can even treat the common cold as long as it doesn’t develop into something more complex like pneumonia. I can also revive you if you’re knocked unconscious or if you’re in a coma if it was caused by physical injuries. I can buff physical status whether it be one person or the whole party at the same time. Same with slowing the enemy or all of the enemies, but that debuff doesn’t last very long. There’s still some spells I’m mastering like my reflect spell, which as its name suggests, reflects damage back onto my enemy and dispel, which removes all positive status effects as well as curses.”

The food arrives as soon as you finish explaining the basics of your abilities, and both of you eat quietly. You can tell Christopher is taking in what you just told him. The only chatting after that is to tell your waiter what other kinds of sushi you wanted to order. Eventually, both of you finish eating.

Christopher broke the silence with another question that was more personal. “You said you moved to the US mainland. Where are you from?” He’s only heard the phrase US mainland a few times, but it’s clear that it’s a normal expression of yours.

”I’m from Hawai’i! Specifically Maui to be exact.” You suddenly beam at him. You’re proud to be from Hawai’i, especially from Maui. As they say on your home island, “Maui no ka oi” or “Maui is the best”. You love your home island. You can take the girl from the island, but not the island from the girl. “I moved up here earlier this year so I’m still getting used to things.”

Before you can say anything else, he asks blankly, “Are you the reason why Andre started wearing those Hawaiian shirts to formal functions?”

Having taken a sip of water at the same time causes you to choke for a bit. You cough and sputter for a moment to get your bearings while a look of concern flashes across his face at your reaction. Might’ve not been the best timing on asking that question. “Is it that big of a deal that he wears that? It’s formal wear in Hawai'i. I swear!” Your voice comes out in a bit of a whine. You cringe at remembering how pissed Laura was at you for backing up Thomas on wearing aloha shirts to formal parties. Her passive aggressiveness scares you. Thomas, on the other hand, thanked you for it, enjoying everyone’s reactions hearing some people grumble about him doing whatever he wants. You now have a feeling on who “some people” could be. Thanks, Thomas. You both could’ve done without Laura going at the both of you though.

“There’s no way that’s formal wear in Hawai’i,” says Christopher, staring at you in disbelief. He remembers arguing with Thomas about it with Thomas crowing about how it’s formal wear and that he’s going to continue wearing it. For once, you see a break from his charming personality that he has around you.

”It is, actually! At least he wears dress pants when attending those functions, which makes it formal!” You pout at him. It’s ridiculous to you how mainlanders think collared aloha shirts aren’t formal. Maybe on the mainland, you guess, but it’s definitely formal wear in Hawai’i where you were born and raised.

Christopher couldn’t believe he had to fight down his own blush at how cute you look pouting up at him, although that whine you did earlier almost did him in, just because he doesn’t really believe that aloha shirts are formal wear. He still didn’t believe it was appropriate formal wear for the functions they attend as national hunters, but he doesn’t want to really argue the point. This was unlike him, but he wants to know about your abilities and you, and maybe getting into an argument now about different cultures wouldn’t be the best. It doesn’t help that you are cutie who he can fluster easily but is still genuine with him - he wants a date.

“Where are you from in the US?” It was your turn to question.

”I was born and raised in Los Angeles,” he says, “I liked it well enough. I wanted to be an economist so I headed off to Chicago for college when the gates first opened. I finished my degree while hunting and became a full-time hunter after the Kamish raid.” Since he keeps asking you questions, it is only fair to offer some information about himself, he insists to himself. He knows the longer this conversation goes on, the more he’s acting unlike himself. While he’s cordial to people, he doesn’t open up to them. He’s always been extremely private about his life, which is partly why he locks himself up in his mansion on most days. Clearly that’s not what’s happening here, but he finds he doesn’t want to stop even if it’s territory he’s not used to. He actually wants to keep talking to you. He finds you adorable and wants to get to know you more. Christopher is finally willing to acknowledge to himself without any denial or hesitation that he wants you. He really does need to invite you to an actual date and sweep you off your feet before someone else gets to you. You haven’t been on the US mainland long but with how the Scavengers operate across the US, you’d easily meet people, and an uncomfortable feeling arises in Christopher at the thought of you blushing for another man.

”I have a couple of friends in California! I’m not used to large cities though. Maui is much smaller and less densely populated than Los Angeles.” You are definitely enjoying this lunch, and a bit of you likes thinking of it as a date. You didn’t think you'd learn much about him during the conversation, thinking that he just wanted to know about your abilities and nothing else. From what you heard about him, he’s pretty private about his life and here he is willingly telling you about it. You’re trying not to fangirl hard over him, but you keep giving him shy smiles, and he even smirks at you when he notices how happy you are talking to him and finding out more about him easing the uncomfortable feeling he had a moment ago. And you were once more a blushing mess because of it making his smirk turn cocky.

The two of you keep chatting for a while, getting to know each other better. The bill was paid during the time you both chatted. You tried to insist on splitting the bill, but Christopher kept the bill away from you, placing his credit card with the bill and handing it to the waiter. You pouted at him again when he smiled smugly at you, but you thanked him once the waiter walked away. It did not help your crush on him - only making it worse. At this point, you’re starting to want to be with him, having had fun the whole time you are with him at the restaurant, but you are scared to risk rejection. Unknown to you, Christopher is feeling the same towards you but is ready to take that leap to get to know you better. It’s been a long while since he’s felt this comfortable with someone; not since before the Kamish raid eight years ago when he was still in college and wasn’t so focused on hunting.

You then look at the time on your phone and wince. You do need to go back to the Scavenger’s headquarters to do your mission report. You really, really didn’t want Laura to come after you like you’ve seen her do to some of the other Scavenger guildies and after you, yourself, experienced her passive aggression. You frown and say, “It looks like I need to be going. I still have some work to do still at headquarters.” You look at the three missed calls and ten messages from various of your Scavenger friends, all asking where you’re at. It’s nice that they assume you’re already out of the gate, except now they’re wondering why you didn’t call to get picked up. Or maybe someone reported that you completed the gate. National hunters do get attention about finishing gates even if it’s an A-rank gate, but hopefully you’re not bothered for heading off with Christopher. Going with him to get sushi did take more time than you expected, but you were having fun and your crush on him felt a lot more genuine now that you had the chance to get to know him at least a little. You appreciate that he opened up to you even a little after you talked to him about yourself. It did make it feel all the more like a date. You are happy to fuel your delusions this once.

It was Christopher’s turn to frown for a split second before it smooths out into a small smile. “Come on then. I’ll drive you back to the Scavenger’s headquarters.”

”Ah, it’s okay!” Immediately, you start waving your hands in front of you. “You don’t need to go out of your way to drop me off! I can just call and they’ll send someone to get me.” It is about a half hour drive from the sushi place you’re at to headquarters. While you’d love to take up more of his time, you didn’t want to be a bother to him.

“Nope.” He stands up and quickly goes to your side, pulling out your chair gently, turning on the charm as much as he can. You’re going to have a permanent blush around this man at the rate he’s enchanting you. “I’m taking you back. I have nothing else today, and I’ll feel more comfortable knowing that I dropped you off rather than you waiting around here for someone to come get you.” You stand up with a flustered look on your face and follow behind him after he pushes the chair back in after you got up. You couldn’t help but try to discreetly fan your face with your right hand feeling a bit overheated. Add the word gentleman to handsome and powerful describing Christopher Reed, my goodness. He chuckles seeing you fan yourself out of the corner of his eyes but it seems you didn’t notice as you’re too busy being a blushing mess. Again. Warmth blooms in his chest. Reaching the car, he holds the door open for you to get and closes it once you do. Getting into the driver’s seat, he notices you haven’t put on your seatbelt and is about to since you took the time to first put your bag of mana crystals with your staff on the floor of the car by your feet and answering the text messages from your friends. He reaches over swiftly to put your seatbelt on for you, and he laughs a bit seeing you freeze for a moment looking like a deer in headlights before settling down and fixing the seat belt to be more comfortable. You turn away to fan yourself again, ears red, and Christopher has to hold back from laughing again. So endearing.

The two of you continue to chat on the way to drop you off. By the time you reach headquarters, you’re in a debate with him on what’s the best type of tea. He has the urge to drive you to the tea shop he goes to with you in the car just so you’d understand why black tea was better than green tea but resists the urge. Eventually, the two of you arrive at the Scavenger’s headquarters. You direct him to the employee parking area rather than being dropped off in front of headquarters. No need for reporters to catch the two of you together. They tend to linger at the entrance of the headquarters.

”Thank you for the ride and lunch,” you thank him as you unbuckle your seatbelt making sure you have your things. “It’d be nice to raid with you again. I think it went well overall today.” You are happy at how everything turned out. You are about to open the door before a hand gently grabs your left wrist. You turn to look at Christopher who hesitates for a moment before asking,

”Could I have your number?”

You nod eagerly, putting your things down for a moment so you can use your right hand. As if you are going to say no. You want his number, and he is giving it to you on a silver platter. Yes, please. Christopher smiles at how eager you are before handing you his phone, moving his hand from your wrist to your hand while you are focusing on putting your number on his phone contacts trying not to freak out. You put your number and name in quickly and send yourself a text feeling bold, “Call me soon :)” so you’ll have his number and he’ll know it’s you. “Alright, I’ll see you-“ you start saying before stopping abruptly, staring wide-eyed at him, face flaming red at his action. He had brought your hand that he had still been holding and kissed your palm. “Later,” you finish with a squeak, your boldness deflating but giddiness and shyness rises in you, causing him to laugh once more. His boldness shocking you. He hasn’t laughed like this in forever, and he wants to keep feeling this happy.

“Next time let’s make it an official date,” Christopher says, smiling at you while releasing your hand. You don’t need to feed your delusions to yourself, he’s doing it for you, you scream in your mind. He takes back his phone, his smile turning smug at watching you get all shy again and at getting your number. He peeks at what you sent and is instantly satisfied. He had decided during lunch that he wanted to keep you if you’d let him (even if it meant eventually dealing with your guild considering how you told him while you were chatting how close you are with them as your only support system up here in the US mainland), and watching your reaction to him and that text you sent, well, that didn’t seem so far-fetched at all. It boosts his confidence in asking you out watching the way you are acting towards him. You’re attracted to him and that’s a good start. He’s definitely calling you soon and maybe he can plan a date to take you to the tea shop and do something else too.

You give him another shy smile and say softly, “I would love that” once you got your bearings a moment later. Desire flickers in his eyes for a moment before it disappears. You finally open the car door, gather your things, and close it, waving at him. He waves back before you start walking towards the employee’s entrance. You watch him drive away as you enter your headquarters, him having waited until you were safely in the building, before swooning and then squealing, staring down at your phone feeling astonished, beaming. “Oh my gosh, I got Christopher Reed’s number!”

"You got his number!?” You slowly look up and see your two friends and fellow guild mates Kevin and Zane in front of you looking as if they were waiting for you. Kevin suddenly rushes further into the building screaming, “He drove her back and now she has his number!” Zane stays behind smirking at you like the cat that caught the canary. You groan and rapidly walk past him with him following behind you, hearing him start laughing mockingly, the same way you can already hear coming from your friends further in. This found family of yours makes you shake your head fondly exasperated while knowing you were about to get teased to kingdom come. Yet, you couldn’t stop the smile that’s still on your face as you watch your guild, indeed, cause a riot and start teasing you. You can’t wait to see Christopher again and have that date. Best day ever.

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You’re Mine: Chapter 12 - Christopher Reed x Reader

Warning: Unrepentant yandere!Reed. Obsessiveness. Possessiveness. Overprotectiveness. Manipulation. Acceptance of yandere behavior by reader. Controlling. Angst. PTSD triggered.

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Christopher rushed the two of you home, crooning and rumbling to you, trying to comfort you. He opened the umbrella on the way back and used it to try to give you more privacy as you cried into his shoulder. Neither of you wanted people to see you in that state. The two of you eventually reached home; thankfully, your panic died off the further you got away from the Sung siblings, and he walked into the main house only to be greeted by your grandfather and Jinchul in a surprise lunch at home.

“(Y/N)!” Jinchul hurried over to the two of you helping you get down from Reed’s back. You then threw yourself into Jinchul’s arms, sobbing, as Reed answered your grandfather’s questions. Jinchul rumbled, trying to calm you down.

“What is going on?” Gunhee demanded an answer. He was upset at seeing you distraught. What happened to you?

“We ran into Hunter Sung, and he tried to talk to her,” answered Christopher, disgruntled. He smoothed down your hair soothingly. If Christopher didn’t like and trust Jinchul, he’d be upset that another alpha was comforting you, but it felt like a weird mix of Sean as a sire and Julia as a dam trying to comfort you, so he let it be. The snarl that Jinchul let out at Christopher’s answer surprised even him, but confirmed that he was okay to trust.

Jinchul was pissed that Sung had the guts to even try to talk to you after all he had done. Didn’t Sung get the memo when you lashed out at him before you blocked him? Jinchul’s petrichor scent turned rancid as he tightened his grip mirrored by you tightening your grip on him. How many times would he have to comfort you because of Sung? Jinchul spent the last three years comforting you about Sung if there had been problems. Sung moved on, so he should let you move on too. Even more apologies at this point would be detrimental to you until you healed your mental health. Everyone's scents showed all of you in some sort of distress. You whimpered in Jinchul’s arms as Gunhee gestured to the dining table, staring at you sadly. It was like most of the progress you made since mating Christopher vanished at that moment.

“Jaejoong is almost finished cooking lunch. You two should just eat here instead of taking the containers back to the cottage.” Gunhee wanted to watch over you, and he knew Jinchul’s alpha would cause him to fight to keep you near him. It had happened before. If Gunhee didn’t know the two of you shared an intense platonic bond with one another, he would have supported the two of you getting into a relationship. Alas, Jinchul was more like a combination of a sire and a dam while being your best friend when it came to you. You were his little pup.

Jinchul didn’t just spend the last nine years looking after you and hanging out for nothing. He liked hanging out with you. You were his pup and his best friend, and he wouldn’t trade you for anything, which was why Sung pissed him off so badly. How dare he continue to show his face to you when he knew you were still suffering from things. As much as he would have been happy if your mating could instantly heal you, that was not how it worked. Jinchul sneered at the thought of Sung. Jinchul absolutely hated that you’d end up so far from him in America, but he was glad that meant you were getting away from Sung, Cha, and all the drama. A part of him even wanted to follow you there, but he knew he had responsibilities to Korea that he couldn't abandon. He led you to a chair and took the one across from you, leaving Christopher to sit next to you to Christopher’s approval. At least this particular alpha of a best friend of yours knew his place. He admitted to himself that he had accepted Woo even though he hated alphas. Jinchul achieved an actual miracle.

Christopher reached over and grabbed your hand as you let out hiccups, still upset. You mewled at him, so he dragged your chair to him so the two of you didn’t have any space in between. He made sure your thighs were touching, and he had an arm around you to help you, playing with your hair. He could simply eat with his other hand. The fact that you were mewling and your scent unpleasant showed how seriously disturbed you were, and none of the alphas were pleased at seeing you in such a distressing state. The only consolation to your grandfather and Jinchul was that you weren’t being hysterical like the last time you saw Sung, so that was already an improvement. The last time you were barely able to walk away while sobbing and hyperventilating for hours. It took Jinchul to come to get you before you collapsed. Thank goodness for your best friend.

“Eat, omega,” Christopher ordered you when Jaejoong came out with lunch.

Your family beta patted you on the head after he brought out all the food. “You’ll be okay, (y/n),” Jaejoong told you. You looked up at him with wobbly lips with tears still coming out of your eyes. “You have an alpha now. You’ll be okay,” he reiterated.

You wiped your tears with a handkerchief Jaejoong gave you. “Thank you,” you said to him, voice nasally from crying. Jaejoong rarely spoke on what occurred between you and Sung. He often stayed to the side watching over you through actions like helping take care of your household needs, so it was a surprise he spoke up. You appreciated it. You began to eat under the gazes of everyone there. Jaejoong left to do more chores around the house, but not before he gave you another head pat.

Gunhee and Jinchul quietly discussed work business that Gunhee wanted to discuss away from the office, which was why they were home for lunch, and eventually, Christopher decided to feed you himself because you were just nibbling at your food. You let him because you understood it was to comfort you and him, so you let him take care of you. Every now and then, Christopher would rumble, and you’d take more bites of food and drink some water to appease him. Before long, the four of you finished eating with you finishing last.

“I wanna nest, grandpa. I’ll see you tomorrow morning.” You got up to kiss your grandfather on the cheek. You also hugged Jinchul. Christopher nodded and raised a hand goodbye, which the other two alphas reciprocated.

As soon as you got into your cottage, you headed for the bathroom. You got the bath going and quickly stripped down. You wanted all smells off you except your mate’s scent. “Just want alpha mate’s scent,” you keened at him. Christopher joined you in the tub at that. He washed you again as you stared out, gaze slightly unfocused. Before long, the two of you finished bathing, drying off, and then after dressing, got into your nest.

You laid on your side, head on the pillow, while holding your sea otter plushie as Christopher settled in beside you. He stroked your still slightly wet hair, slowly taking out the tangles while his wrists’ scent glands covered you in his scent. He rumbled as he saw you peek back at him. “Alpha, can you sing to me?” you asked him, turning around to stare up at him.

Christopher raised an eyebrow at that. “What song?” It had been a while, but if it would make you feel better, he would do it.

You got up to get your phone and hurried back. “Sing Play It Again by Luke Bryan!” You searched YouTube and put the karaoke track on. That was one of the songs he serenaded you with years ago. He sang to you as you laid your head down on his lap. His deep, raspy voice was lulling you to sleep. You could use a nap after the emotional mid morning day you just had, but you still couldn’t quite sleep. After he finished singing, you put your phone to the side and crawled to lie down properly on your bed before Christopher curled around you like he normally did after covering you with one of your blankets, your back to his chest. You were exhausted, but like Jaejoong said, you had an alpha now, and you’d be okay.

“I’m here, pretty mate. I’m not going anywhere,” he crooned to you, covering you in more of his scent. You were quiet as he continued to croon and rumble at you.

It went quiet besides Christopher’s rumbling. After a while, you spoke, “It’s not that I still have feelings for him, he just reminds me of a lot of things that I don’t like remembering. I actively try to avoid thinking about some things. I should probably stop the avoidance, but it’s easy for me to do unconsciously.” You played with one of his hands with both of yours as a way to comfort yourself.

“Because of what he did to you?” Christopher questioned. He didn’t like where this was going, but you needed to face what’s been plaguing you, and he needed to know how exactly you felt about things.

“That among other things. Did you know that I asked him to come with us to the fourth Jeju raid? His mom just got out of the eternal sleep, so he wanted to stay. I can understand why, but I still resent him for it since he ended up going anyway. I can’t help but think that Byung-Gyu-sunbae would still be here if he had decided to come sooner.” You wished that Min was still alive. You missed your only male omega close friend. It felt weird knowing he was no longer with you all. You spent so many years in Korea being friends with him, it was jarring that he was dead. Same with Eunseok.

“You think it would’ve gone better if Sung went?”

“Definitely. He took out Beru while the rest of us couldn’t do anything even though we were all S-Ranks. I’m lucky that Beru didn't go for me first.” Christopher’s hold on you tightened at that. He remembered watching it live as Min died. He didn’t know what he would’ve done if you had died on that raid, and how helpless he felt. That was when his alpha started insisting vehemently that they needed to bring you home, and he agreed. He remembered how the urge to kidnap you enveloped his whole unofficial pack, and they would’ve done it too if they had needed to.

“During the third Jeju raid, I almost died if not for Eunseok-sunbae and Yoonho-sunbae. We were in a bad spot on the island trying to get to the evacuation zone, and Byung-Gyu-sunbae and I were running out of mana. Eunseok-sunbae and Yoonho-sunbae came for us, but Eunseok-sunbae was torn to shreds by the ants. We couldn’t save him. It traumatized Byung-Gyu-sunbae causing him to retire, and I almost followed but decided to try to stick it out as the chairman’s granddaughter so Korea would still have at least one S-Rank healer. I also wanted to show South Korea the commitment of the Go family to the nation. Then we completed the fourth raid, but Byung-Gyu-sunbae died. And now I can’t raid in dungeons anymore because the last one I went on; I almost died as I couldn’t help but freeze up.” You had some tears trail down your face as you finished explaining. You then asked after a moment, “Did you know I was going to be in those raids?”

From what Christopher understood, Sung was the most powerful of the S-Ranks in Korea. The live scenes of the Jeju Island raid and what you were saying was proof of it. While he understood that he was one of the most powerful hunters alive, even he would like to avoid fighting Sung if possible. But if he kept bothering you, he’d die trying to get Sung away from you if he had to. “Surprisingly, no. They asked Andre, and Sean didn’t hear about it until the day you left for the raid, in which America had already said no. Even if I flew on the next flight, it wouldn't have mattered, and we just had to hope that you would survive. I knew Sean was making plans to straight up kidnap you after that, but something about it being at the end of the year. However, the experiment was well underway by then from what he heard since the idea originated with the Americans, so we waited to see if I could bring you home that way,” he told you. It was true. You were going to come home to him one way or another, and if you didn’t, well, he’d be dead, so there wasn’t much to complain about then.

“I told grandpa you guys would try to kidnap me if you found out I was hurt.”

“Yeah, and you almost died multiple times,” he growled at you. “Forgot to tell me those little details when I asked, didn’t you? Like your nightmares. I should’ve said fuck it and kidnapped you ages ago.”

“I’m sorry. It’s not like I meant to keep it from you. It’s just something I normally don’t talk about!” you apologized to him. You honestly didn’t mean to keep it from him.

“I’m going to lock you up, and you’re going to thank me for it,” Christopher told you as he stared down at you, a dark glint in his glowing eyes. Hearing you tell him all of that again like you did two weeks ago was setting him off. Originally, he wasn’t going to let the controlling urges take over, but he needed to protect you. He needed you safe. “Call me unhinged or toxic for it, I don’t care. Even if you beg me to go out on your own, the answer will always be no.” You telling him all this along with all the trouble that seemed to follow you when you were outside like today solidified his decision on making sure there was always someone watching over you, and on the rare occasion that no one could be with you, he’d lock you in the panic room that Jordan and Sean finished setting up four days ago. You were going to spend most of your time for the rest of your life in your new home. Yeah, your Americans were crazy.

“You’re making me sound like a prisoner.” You frowned, pouted, wiping away your tears as you moved to get into a more comfortable position in Christopher’s arms after tugging at his arms a bit and turning your head so he let you move so you could talk to him face to face. “I know I sometimes get into trouble when I go outside, but I don’t want to be your prisoner.”

“It sounds bad. I can admit that,” Christopher stated, nuzzling you, “But your safety is my concern. I need to know you’ll be safe. I’d worry far too much about you, and I wouldn’t be able to concentrate if I thought you were in danger.” He laid the manipulation on thick. Your friends helped a lot on that one. He took advantage of what he could.

“Chris…” you muttered, still frowning. While you had thought about it earlier on the idea that you’d be locked away in your home with him, you were still hesitant. You knew it would help him, but would it help you?

“Do it for your alpha, hm, (Y/N)? I need you to be safe,” he crooned at you. He tilted your head for easier access to give you kisses on your face. “I couldn’t bear it if something happened to you. You’re my life. If something happened to you, I’d follow you even if it means dying.”

You mewled at that, upset, but Christopher only held you closer. “Don’t talk about dying,” you mewled at him, your scent turning acrid at the thought of him dying. Tears gathered in your eyes again, but he only made shushing noises to soothe you until your scent returned to normal.

“Please just stay in the mansion with me. I’ll take you places or Sean and Julia will. Maybe even Jordan. But you need to realize that you’re going to be home with me majority of the time, and I don’t want you wandering around America by yourself. The crime rate is much higher in the states than here in Korea like I’ve told you before. I need you to stay home where you would be safe.” Christopher kept reiterating about your safety, and his worry for you. While it was true he was trying to manipulate the situation to his favor, it was fueled by his paranoia that something would happen to you. So many things happened to you when he was outside of your reach, the regret that he left you alone ate at him, that he wasn’t there to help you; that he left you helpless. If locking you up away from civilization as much as he possibly could to help keep you safe, you needed to accept it. There was no going back for you. “My pretty mate. I need to protect you. I swore to protect you. I love you so much that any thought of you being in danger hurts me. I want you to spend time at home healing rather than dealing with the ugliness of society that will hurt you,” he said.

“I love you too,” you said after a moment. Then you asked him, “Would you really be happy if I stayed at home?”

“Beyond happy,” he replied, rumbling.

“My handsome mate is being unfair.”

“If unfair gets me what I need from you, so be it.” Christopher didn’t care what he needed to do. He was locking you up or having you be chaperoned. You didn’t have a choice. He maneuvered you so he could kiss you.

“Why am I even accepting this?” You questioned incredulously as you eventually broke away from the kiss. Any normal person would have ran ages ago. Your omega laughed at you. He’s our alpha mate. He imprinted on us. We accept him and do what he wants for safety, she told you. You heaved a sigh at the hopeful look on his face and how your omega was acting. “You better take care of everything then!”

“Have you ever known me not to?” Christopher rolled his eyes at you for that one.

“I’m just saying.” You nipped lightly at his bicep with him playfully snapping his teeth at you in return. “But okay, we’ll see how it goes. I’m not a princess locked away in a tower with a dragon guarding her.”

He scoffed. “We’ll see about that. I’ll be the damn dragon if I need to be.” He’d hoard you like a dragon hoards his treasure. You were his most priceless treasure, and he wouldn’t allow anyone to steal you from him.

“Christopher!”

“I’m just saying.” He used your own words against you causing you to pout even more. He smirked at you. He’d forgive you for using his full first name since he knew he was outright commanding what he wanted.

You yawned. “Whatever. Let’s go take a nap. I’m too tired to keep talking about it.” You pushed at him lightly so you could get into a better sleep position, which he acquiesced to your silent asking.

“Okay. As long as you know I’m doing this because I love you, and I couldn’t bear it if something happened to you.” He pressed a kiss to your forehead and covered you more with the blanket, tucking you in.

You took a good long look at him before closing your eyes, saying, “Of course. I don’t want anything to happen to you either, so we can do it your way, but we’ll see how it all goes in the end. If I don’t like it, we’re going to have to compromise somehow! I love you too. Now sleep or at least let me sleep!”

Christopher watched you go to sleep thinking on your words. He didn’t even like going out, but he wasn’t opposed to taking you outside if that was what you wanted. He sighed, rubbing his chin. How troublesome.

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You’re Mine: Chapter 8 - Christopher Reed x Reader

A/N: I decided to make shorter chapters; although, there will still be some longer chapters at times, so I would be able to update frequently. I'm hoping it would also make editing easier on me. Thank you for the likes, reblogs, and comments! As always, enjoy! I really appreciate it! I'm glad there are people enjoying this fanfic!

Warning: Unrepentant yandere!Reed. Obsessiveness. Possessiveness. Overprotectiveness. Manipulation. Acceptance of yandere behavior by reader. Sexual situation: foreplay, PiV/Vaginal sex

Words: 2.9k

MDNI —----- MINORS DO NOT INTERACT —---- MDNI

You hid for the rest of the afternoon in your nest cuddled up with Christopher after seeing the 20 missed calls and 50+ messages from all sorts of people that you knew. You answered Miseon and Jiyeon back in the group chat that you’d explain to them tomorrow in a facetime on what’s going on and gave a single separate message to Choi, Jinah, and a bunch of other acquaintances telling them everything is fine, and yes, it’s true that you mated with Christopher Reed; no the article wasn’t lying.

Christopher finally plucked the phone out of your hands and put it on your desk before crawling back into your nest. He held you to him, your back to his chest as he curled around you.

“I know you asked Sean to do it,” you grumbled. You were grumpy because now you had to deal with the aftermath of it all.

“He’ll tell you it was all him.” Christopher chuckled. He knew you’d figure it out, but that’s okay, it doesn’t matter. You’re his, and that wouldn't change. And now everyone knew you were his. Christopher was smug and triumphant, his alpha chuffing.

“Uh huh. Sure.” You turned your head to the side and nipped his arm. “We all know it was you who encouraged him though.”

“No proof, my mate.” He squeezed you tighter to him in response to your nipping causing you to give a yelp. He loosened his grip immediately, checking to see if you were alright, which you were.

You gave a hmph. “I don’t need proof! I just know you too well.” You licked where you nipped him as a silent apology.

“That you do.” He rubbed his neck against the top of your head, scenting you. Even if it’s been seven years, you were the one that still knew him the best. Jordan and Sean tried, but he could only truly open up to you and you alone. “You know you’re pack with us now, right?” Somewhere along the line they naturally became an unofficial pack, but he supposed he could make it official when you come back to America with him. He knew his trio of idiots would be happy, and he didn’t think it was the worst idea he's ever had. Christopher would never admit to them that he was thankful that they stuck around and helped him with you throughout the years.

“Of course. Do you think everyone would be happy to see me again?” You wondered, “I never kept up with any of you.” You lost contact with them at the same time as Christopher.

“They are. They’re excited to see you again, especially Sean and Julia. They’ve been watching over you. And Jordan is Jordan.” He sighed at the last part. It was exhausting dealing with the four betas as Jordan sometimes brought his mate around, but hopefully with you around, it’d be easier as Sean and Julia were more likely to talk with you and not bother him. He’d only need to worry about Jordan’s incessant yapping. You had better give Christopher attention when he wanted you to though. That was non-negotiable. He'd kick everyone out of his mansion if you didn't give him the attention he wanted.

“I knew it! How long have they kept up with me? How long have you kept up with me?” You tilted your head to stare up at Christopher.

“From the beginning. They watched the news about you and did their own digging. Then they’d tell me everything,” said Christopher. “It was just enough to satisfy some curiosity. Oh, and the whole Sung thing that Korea loved talking about. We didn’t know all the details on that, which was why I asked you the other day.” It was actually much more than that. His idea of some curiosity when it involved you essentially meant he was stalking you, but not around you to watch over you. Sean would hack security cameras sometimes, somehow, and find you and tell him what you were doing and how you looked. Sean and Julia would deep dive for any news of you. Their little pup was lost in the world away from them - they needed to know that you were alright.

“Aish! You guys are crazy.” You turned yourself around in his arms and buried your face into his chest. You just knew it was more, but you also knew that Christopher was never going to admit to it. In any case, it felt embarrassing that they knew all about the situation with Sung. “I feel so embarrassed that they know about my scandal.”

Christopher raised an eyebrow as he looked down at you trying to hide your face. “You weren’t the problem in the scandal. And everyone understands why you moved on since it took me almost a decade to chase you and find a way to take you home with me.” He did want to go to Korea sooner to see you, he should’ve, but something stopped him like it wasn’t yet time to get you for himself, even some doubts that maybe you didn’t want him to take you with him so you could stay with your grandfather. He knew you valued your family and did want you to be able to spend time with your grandfather, but he still should have come for you earlier to make sure the two of you were in contact. At least it eventually led him to now where he had the joy of mating you and keeping you for forever. Christopher kissed the top of your head and tightened his hold on you more, but this time making sure it wasn’t too tight.

You sighed, feeling contentment. Your body relaxed further into Christopher, and you purred. Your scent sweetened at how happy you were in his arms. Despite all the drama surrounding the two of you at the moment, you’re still happy that you’re newly mated to Christopher. You patted his arm, and he loosened his grip. You moved up the bed a bit and lightly pushed Christopher on the shoulder who moved onto his back at your actions. You climbed onto him and began to kiss and kitten lick at the bite mark you left on him yesterday. Christopher’s hand immediately grabbed onto your hair as he tilted his neck back to give you better access. You moaned, feeling your pussy start to leak slick at the slight sting of him grabbing your hair, and he tightened his fist in your hair in response as he knew you liked it, his arousal becoming evident as his cock hardened in his sweatpants, Christopher’s nostrils flaring as he smelled your arousal.

“Alpha,” you gasped against his neck in-between sucking and licking. “Mate, please.” Christopher tugged you away from his neck by your hair and moved you off of him gently as you keened in confusion.

He merely looked at you while moving to the front of the bed and said, “take off your clothes.” He had already taken off his pants, which his shirt followed, then his underwear. You quickly took off your clothes and lied back on your bed, your slick making your pussy glisten. Christopher’s eyes zero’d in on your pussy and let out a groan.

“Alpha,” you purred out, and he wasted no time to hook his arms around your thighs and began sucking at your clit. “Please. I want,” you whined, your hips trying to buck against Christopher, but his hold on you was too strong. Then he began eating out your pussy, and you let out a loud cry, slightly sitting up to latch your hand through his hair and tugged hard. He moaned against your pussy, tongue thrusting in and out of it, sometimes pulling back to lick at your slit before he went back to thrusting his tongue in and out of your pussy, moaning and trying to drink all the slick he could from you. You tasted so good. He could do this for hours, and one day, he would, the next time you have your heat or his rut, whichever came first. The vibrations caused by his moaning and having his tongue in your pussy felt so good. “Mate, wanna come.” You gasped, hand fisting in his hair at the messiness of it all.

“Not yet.” He stopped what he was doing and gently pulled at your hand in his hair, so you would let go, which you did. Christopher moved away leading to you keening in protest. “Turn around, omega. I want you on your hands and knees.” You scrambled to get on your hands and knees, presenting yourself to him. His eyes darkened as he mounted you, his alpha more than happy that you were being vulnerable for him. He guided his cock to your pussy and gave shallow thrusts into it, only pushing in his cock’s head and pulling out. Your slick making it easy for his cock to slide in and out of you.

“Please, want you inside. Alpha, I want your cock inside,” you whimpered. He broke because fuck were you pretty when you begged for his cock. In one sharp thrust, he bottomed out inside of you. You let out a loud cry as your walls were deliciously stretched with a slight burn due to how big he was and how unused to sex you still were while Christopher let out a low groan before he began thrusting into you hard with a sharp snap of his hips, your slick making him slide in and out of you easier. You moaned as you felt him so deep in your pussy. He was somehow even deeper than last time.

He leaned forward and laid his body over yours, wrapping his hand around your neck firmly but not squeezing. You gasped as he used his grip on your neck to help him thrust harder until he took his hand away from your throat to start sucking around the area of his mating mark. Without stopping his thrusting, he used the same hand to rub at your clit. You let out a high pitched moan as pleasure took over. His body felt so good as you felt the hard plane of his body and how his cock massaged your pussy as it slid in and out of you. You began rocking yourself back onto his cock as much as you could, making Christopher moan.

Christopher stopped sucking at your neck and put both hands on your hips, towering over you instead of on you. “Fuck yourself on me.” He watched transfixed as you began to desperately fuck yourself on him when he stopped moving. “Fuck, you’re so good to me.” He began to thrust hard into you again, and you let out a squeal as his thrusting with yours had you feeling even more pleasure. You could feel the urge to come, your pussy tightening around his throbbing cock.

“Gonna come. Mate, I wanna. Please let me come,” you whined, the pleasure near blinding you.

“Let go, my mate.” There was a feral glint in his eyes as he watched you fall apart on him. With a high pitched moan, your eyes rolled back and you squirted, slick spraying on him and the bed. You moaned again as Christopher let out one of his own at the same time. His thrusting didn’t lay up, only becoming harder and faster as he chased his own pleasure. His knot started forming causing you to give another loud cry as pleasure and overstimulation intertwined causing tears to run down your face. “I’m gonna knot you, omega. Is that what you want?” he asked through gritted teeth.

“Yes, yes! Please knot me! Want your knot.” You were barely able to tell him what you wanted. It felt so good having his cock in you. You shut your eyes tightly, mouth agape, and chased the building pleasure feeling another orgasm coming on. “Come inside me. I want you!” It was always a damn ego boost when he had you begging.

Christopher let out a roar as his knot fully formed after he gave one last harsh thrust into you, locking you two together. He came, marking your womb with his seed as you shrieked as pleasure overwhelmed you, and you came again much to Christopher’s dark satisfaction. You smelled so much like him that a flare of ownership overwhelmed him for a moment.

He balanced himself over you, pressing against you as both of you regained your breathing. He was so much bigger than you in general. You turned your head and Christopher kissed you slowly, gently. He broke away and nuzzled into your neck. “Mate, my mate,” he crowed, “love you.” His. His mate.

You felt an affectionate warmth spread in you. Despite nearly everyone’s reservations of you mating with Christopher, you didn’t regret anything at all. If anything, mating with Christopher felt like the most natural thing in your life like he was made specifically for you. “I love you too, my mate,” you chirped. These past few days were some of the happiest times you’ve had in a long while. You felt happy like you were finally complete as if you were missing something the whole time. It felt like what could be an imprint bond.

Eventually, his knot softened, and he pulled out. For a moment, Christopher simply stared as his cum dripped out of you. You smelled so much of his sandalwood scent, and to his immense satisfaction, his scent would stick to you no matter what because of you two being mated. It would help ward off alphas and omegas as it was instinctually obvious that your scent was mixed with his. He moved and cupped your cheek to give you a kiss. “Let’s go bathe,” he told you. Seeing how you were struggling to get up after the rough coupling, he said, “I’ll start the bath and come get you, just relax.” You were grateful and collapsed onto your bed as he went to start the bath. Thankfully, the sheets absorbed all the cum and slick so you can just change it tomorrow without it being a big deal to sleep on.

You were so sleepy, but Christopher came back and carried you to the bath and placed you in front of him gently after getting into the tub. He washed both of you, taking care of you knowing that you were tired and a bit sore from the rough coupling. You told him you’d heal yourself if you were still a bit sore later but you thought you would recover soon enough. Luckily, the bath helped you so once you were finished bathing, you could stand and dry yourself and put on your pajamas while Christopher did the same.

Jaejoong should be coming by to bring you dinner when you checked the time. You yawned as both you and Christopher went back into your nest. “Dinner soon,” you said, resting rather boneless against Christopher. He made a noise of acknowledgment. The two of you laid there cuddling before you got up in half an hour and waited for Jaejoong to come by on the couch with Christopher following you. In less than ten minutes, you heard a knock on the door. Before you could get up, Christopher was already up and had quickly walked to the door and opened it revealing Jaejoong holding two containers filled almost to the brim of food, one much bigger than the other.

Meanwhile, you went to get two plates and utensils from your cabinets and drawer in the kitchenette area then you heard Christopher thanking him, causing a smile to tug at your lips. He was always more genuinely cordial to betas. Too bad he couldn’t extend that to your family and friends who were alphas and omegas, but that wouldn’t stop you from having a platonic relationship with them all.

Christopher brought you the food, putting it on the coffee table, as you grabbed your pillow that you use to sit on the floor to eat at your coffee table after putting the plates and utensils down, Christopher grabbed the pillow you gave him and did the same. Jaejoong made some banchan: cucumber salad that was spicy which you knew Christopher would like and some pickled radishes and pickled onions in one container that had separate components in it, while the other container held the main dish of rice and kalbi. The two of you ate in comfortable silence and once you were finished and the leftovers put away, you washed the dishes as Christopher scrolled through the TV channels after a brief discussion that you would do the dishes, and he could relax. He grumbled a bit but let you do what you wanted. Finally, you were done washing the dishes and made a note to return all the containers you had tomorrow at breakfast. You hoped your grandfather would be in a better mood tomorrow.

“Did you decide on a channel yet?” you asked amused. “Could just use one of the streaming services I have.” Christopher playfully scowled at you and tossed you the remote as you moved closer to him, and you sat down on the couch sitting as close as you could to him without being outright on his lap. You loved the domestic feel of the atmosphere. This was what you wanted. Being at home with your mate and spending quality time with them. You leaned on him, and he threw an arm around you. Christopher kissed your forehead with a chuff. With that, the two of you fully settled on the couch and picked a new k-drama to watch.

You would worry about everything tomorrow, but you would use the time now to enjoy time spent with your mate. Who knew how long these kinds of days would last?

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You’re Mine: Chapter 11 - Christopher Reed x Reader

Summary: You’re Chairman Go’s omega granddaughter who knew and dated alpha Christopher Reed as a teenager when you lived in the US, well aware of his yandere tendencies and accepted it. You lost contact but reunited due to various chairmen of different countries agreeing to an experiment to pair high-ranking alphas with high-ranking omegas in hopes to produce more Hunter based families. Reed came back for you and utilized his rank to make sure you’re his chosen omega for the project. Adventures of alpha yandere!Reed and his omega.

Warning: Unrepentant yandere!Reed. Obsessiveness. Possessiveness. Overprotectiveness. Manipulation. Acceptance of yandere behavior by reader. Angst. PTSD triggered.

Words: 4.1k

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It had been two weeks since you mated with Christopher. Korea went wild at the news, and even America’s tabloids were going crazy. Your poor grandfather and best friend had to deal with the American Federal Bureau of Hunters, which Christopher ended up resolving for them. You had never heard Christopher that angry before as the Americans berated him for mating you. He demanded that once you two were in America to do testing to see if both of you were imprints. That managed to shut up the bureau. Hardly anyone except the most delusional and the actual imprints wanted to do the test due to how harsh the test was on people’s emotional state if they were found out not to be imprints. Knowing who Christopher was and his high insight and decently high foresight, the American bureau was already accepting that you were his imprint mate. Then Sean decided to release that particular news to the masses, and America and Korea were in an uproar along with many in the world. The third strongest hunter and national hunter had an imprint bond. The whole situation somehow caused a truce between Christopher, Jinchul, and your grandfather, which you were relieved that there had been no fighting for two whole weeks so far.

You met up once with Miseon, Jiyeon, and Baek with Christopher. That was an interesting experience. You told them how the nightmares were lessening. You still had them, but it wasn’t every night anymore. Everyone was happy about that. Then the questions that Miseon and Jiyeon kept throwing at Christopher were all about how he was with you, how he was going to be with you in America, how long before you would be able to come back to Korea, and a whole sleuth of other questions. He was great with you, he was going to be great for you when in America, you were going to be able to come back to Korea once or twice a year for three weeks mostly when Christopher wanted to and was free to do so.

You were surprised that Christopher took it all in stride. It wasn’t anything new to you. He had wanted the same thing since you were teenagers, and that hadn’t changed at all. Honestly, he really hasn't changed much personality-wise when it came to you. He was still crazy, he still wanted to take care and love you, and the paranoia was still high for the basics of how he functioned with you.

However, anytime Baek stepped closer to you had Christopher turning to stare at him every single time, which made things awkward and made Baek reminisce about how Christopher reacted when the two of you went to his office. Overall, the visit went pretty well considering how Christopher could be like, so you were happy at how he handled things.

You FaceTimed with Jordan, Sean, and Julia thanks to Christopher about a week ago. It was emotional. You and Julia ended up bawling, causing both Christopher and Sean to panic, and Jordan kept laughing merrily, watching the chaos. While it had been a long time since you last talked, you could see yourself getting back into the groove of things with them. You loved that they really were excited to see and talk to you. Talking to Sean and Julia reminded you of Jinchul, and it had you relaxing and appreciating your best friend even more. Also, it seemed like you had a type for best friends much like your grandfather with Jaejoong as much as he was in denial about it.

“I swear, you and Sean love chaos.” You sighed, reading the most recent articles on your imprint bond with Christopher. “Where the hell is Jordy to make sure you two aren’t going off the deep end? Like what is this article about?” You squinted at your computer screen from your computer chair. You were reading some of the English articles that came out, and one of them started off with:

(Y/N) Go of South Korea and America’s very own Christopher Reed have mated, which is suspected to be an imprint mating bond. Both are reported to feel the effects of it. If it is an imprint bond, that would explain the quick mating between the couple. The few times that the couple were seen in public in Korea, they have refused to answer questions; however, it’s clear that Reed takes Go’s safety seriously as he blocked reporters from getting close to her.

That one was decently tamed compared to some of the other articles that already came out. Christopher laughed at you reading it aloud and said from his spot in your nest, “As if Jordan would stop the chaos. He’d most likely join Sean and I for the hell of it.” Christopher was smug and positively gleeful that everyone knew you were his, and that he was completely off the market, which meant less threats to you that way as now everyone knew that with him having an imprint bond even if they wanted to kill you to claim him, he wouldn’t be able to. So it would be useless to kill you for that reason. They might try to kill you out of envy or to harm him, but he had been planning on how to make sure you stayed safe.

Sean and Jordan already began upgrading the security around his mansion, and since you essentially agreed that you weren’t going to work, he needed to make sure his mansion was safe during the few times a year he was planning on leaving it for high-ranking raids that Andre wouldn’t be able to go since he was sometimes busy with other raids. By this point, he earned enough money through raids and investments that your great grandchildren wouldn’t have to work even if they spent frivolously. He and his alpha were satisfied knowing that they worked hard enough to be able to sufficiently provide for you.

You groaned, leaning back in your chair. “I need some air. Wanna go to the park? It’s not far from here.” Christopher's insistence on doing things his way felt suffocating every now and then, which was why you liked walking around with him so much. You could at least get fresh air and still have him around. He tolerated it most days, but some days, he just didn't want to leave home for any reasons other than emergencies. You knew he'd prefer not going, but he tried for you, which you could appreciate. It just took a bit of needling him for it to happen.

Christopher clicked his tongue. “Do we have to go out?” he grumbled. No matter where he was, he hated going outside.

“I’m a homebody too, but you’re actually obnoxious about staying home considering you’re a hunter.” You left your computer chair and crawled into your nest where he quickly dragged you the rest of the way to trap you in his arms. You nudged your head under his chin. His beard kind of tickled you, but you liked it.

“I don’t see anything wrong with staying home, especially when you’re here with me.” He scented you with his neck, chuffing. You purred as his sandalwood scent overtook you as you melted against him.

You chirped out, “But I wanna go to the park, so can we?”

He sighed. “Do we have to?”

“I wouldn’t be asking if I didn’t want to go,” you replied sassily. He lightly pinched your cheek causing you to yelp. You pouted and healed your slightly red cheek, rubbing it.

“Let’s get going then, my spoiled little princess,” he said. He kissed your cheek where he pinched you. You smiled at him and tugged at him so he’d get up. Otherwise, you knew he’d find a way to lounge some more at home. He let you go only after he licked your mating mark for a bit, slathering you in his scent.

The two of you got ready and headed out. The park was a half hour walk from where you lived, so you decided to walk since it was a nice day outside. It was cloudy but not too chilly nor did it look like it was going to rain. Christopher took an umbrella just in case.

You two arrived at the park in no time. It wasn’t too busy, much to Christopher’s relief. People were staring at the both of you, which you ignored. Christopher walked slightly ahead of you but close enough to react if something happened to you from behind, and he needed to help you. He didn't really hold your hand outside as he rather be on the lookout for danger in case something happened, and he needed to react fast enough to get you to safety. You took him to a spot that wasn’t busy that had a bench you could sit on.

“At least look a little happier,” you teased him because of his scowl.

“Just watch. Something is going to happen,” Christopher grumbled only for you to swat him on the chest.

“What did I say about manifesting things?” You cried out. Now you knew something was going to happen. Damn it. “How do you have so much foresight anyway?” He had managed to predict a decent number of times and sometimes exactly what things would go wrong since he came to Korea. You knew America had Selner as some kind of seer as she once tried to poach you from Korea for America, but Christopher was getting good at predictions himself when it came to you. Although when you think about it, his foresight and insight seemed magnified when it came to you.

“Since you keep getting into trouble!” Even though his ability to perceive situations before it happened had always been high, particularly involving things that had to deal with you, (although not Selner level high), he felt like it was in overdrive recently. Christopher was actually exasperated as to how you managed to get into trouble half the time you went out together. There had been a dungeon break, then being swarmed by reporters, and another time someone was trying to rob another person at the store you had been at. It was incredulous how much you got into trouble. No wonder Woo looked frazzled around you sometimes. Christopher could admit to himself that Woo was pretty good at making sure you avoided trouble, or if you couldn’t avoid it, he would get you out of it. Must be those nine years of dealing with it. His alpha growled at remembering all the troublesome situations you had found yourself in with or without him by your side.

You sweat dropped. “Okay, yeah, that’s fair. But still!” you said weakly. It had been a bit of a yikes when you had gone out with Christopher in the last week. Somehow, things ended up being troublesome. But you wanted fresh air instead of being cooped up in the cottage.

“We can still go home now,” he offered. “It’s not too late.”

“We’re already out,” you said matter-of-factly.

“So?” he deadpanned.

You wanted to facepalm. “Please, can we just stay in this spot for a while and relax? I want the fresh air. We spent most of the past two weeks at home. Our only walks were around the block.”

“What do you think is going to happen when you move in with me, Miss somehow gets into trouble when going outside?” He still couldn’t believe how much trouble you managed to find yourself in. The paranoia in him was spiraling at the thought of you being in so much danger. It wasn’t nearly this bad when you both were teenagers; although, it was still pretty bad. Now, he just wanted to lock you up in his mansion to save both of yourselves from things that would cause regrets. Because he’d do whatever it took to make sure you stayed safe, and he knew you wouldn't be happy if he ended up needing to kill people if it meant you'd be safe.

You grimaced at the thought of being cooped up in your new home, but you had to admit, you do get into a lot of trouble, and you knew how Christopher was. You’d worry him too much, probably the others too. You could imagine him losing it if something happened to you if you went outside by yourself, but you still wanted to. “Ughhh. Does your mansion have a large backyard at least? And I can go out with you or the others, right?”

“Our mansion.” He corrected you before continuing, “And as long as it’s someone I trust that accompanies you. There’s a large backyard. I designed the whole thing myself. The fees for us national hunters are obscene. The amount of appeasement they had to do for Andre and I was a lot too, so we have political capital. I spent ten years creating our home, and then saving even more in case I couldn’t work anymore for whatever reason. So neither of us need to work anymore. I just have to do S-Rank gates every now and then because someone has to do it, and Andre can’t handle it all alone,” Christopher informed you. He was proud of his and now your mansion. He tried to design it how he thought you’d like it. In any case, if there’s something you like or dislike, he’d get whatever needed to be done to make you happy about it.

There weren't a lot of people he trusted, but since he’s going to spend more time with you and less time raiding, at least he could take you out. You were trying to ignore how you’d need a chaperone every time you would go out in America. “That makes sense. So, you’re semi-retiring then?” You questioned him.

“Yes, I can’t leave you alone. You’d get into too much trouble,” he teased you. Christopher was serious though. He knew you’d get into too much trouble without him around. Woo warned him last week about how much trouble you'd probably find yourself in even when in America. If it was bad in Korea, it'd definitely be bad in America where there's a higher population.

“Hey! It’s not my fault! Things just happen,” you said as crocodile tears run down your face. Even your omega felt embarrassed at how much trouble you could get into.

“I still can’t believe you get into that much trouble. No wonder people are always telling you to not get into trouble.”

You went to reply before you suddenly heard a familiar omega trilling followed by an “Unnie!”. Your head whipped around, and you saw Sung Jinah. Both you and Christopher stood up as she rushed to you, and you quickly stepped in front of Christopher with your arms open, and Jinah slammed into you, wrapping her arms tightly around you, causing you to stumble back a bit with Christopher stabilizing the two of you. “Unnie, I’ve missed you,” Jinah keened.

“Jinah, what are you doing here? I thought you had school today?” You asked her as she clung onto you as you embraced her back. You felt Christopher looming over the both of you. You quickly glanced up, and like you thought, he was staring coldly down at her, recognizing her as Sung’s younger sister, no doubt knowing who she was because of Sean. You inwardly sighed. You did your best to lightly poke at him with your foot and shook your head, mouthing that it was fine. His lips thinned, but he decided to say nothing to your relief. Once you regained your composure, you stopped leaning on Christopher and held Jinah easier so the two of you wouldn’t fall.

“I didn't have school today. It’s vacation time, remember?” she chirped, “so I decided to come to the park, and luckily I ran into you!” That’s right. It was now vacation time for students. You’ve been so caught up with Christopher that you weren’t really thinking of that kind of thing. You rubbed the top of her head affectionately, scenting her a bit. You missed her. Jinah was good to you from the beginning as a child you helped to raise, and while it still stung a bit to see her because she was a reminder of her brother, you were glad she came up to you to say hello. She looked up and saw Christopher’s unfriendly look and yelped.

You shot Christopher a scolding look, and he scoffed, but wiped the unfriendly look off his face. “Jinah, this is my mate, Christopher Reed. Alpha, this is my friend, Jinah,” you introduced the two.

Christopher nodded at her, and Jinah smiled nervously. “It’s nice to meet you, Reed-ssi. Thank you for taking care of unnie! She deserves a lot of happiness.”

“Awww. Thank you, Jinah-ya!” You cuddled the younger omega. That also had Christopher softening up a little. He stayed silent as you interacted with the younger Sung.

“Unnie, you need to answer me more than simple messages. I know things may be awkward now, but I still care about you! You helped raise me when Umma was in eternal sleep, so please don’t shut me out. Umma also misses you!” Jinah said, snuggling back into you.

“I’m sorry, Jinah-ya. There’s been a lot happening recently, so I’ll make sure to start answering you and ajumma normally soon!” You did mean to start talking to them more. Your mental health was slowly getting better thanks to Christopher, but you were still struggling sometimes.

The imprint bond was working better than intended for your mental health even though it appeared to have triggered Christopher’s overprotectiveness even more than it had been. Your omega seemed to acquiesce to Christopher’s alpha making you more susceptible to his wants, which was why you agreed to stop working and to remain in the mansion unless accompanied by Christopher and or the rest of the pack because you could feel his intense worry sometimes, and you didn’t want him thinking you’d be in danger when you didn’t need to. It was an excellent point that you got into trouble when going outside. You knew his final decision would be to have you remain in the mansion as much as possible. You were a little unsure how everything would work out because you didn’t want to be locked up, but that was looking to be your only option unless you could convince Christopher otherwise.

Jinah pulled back from you to gaze at you. “I’m really glad you’re doing better, unnie. You deserve better than what you’ve been going through,” she said quietly. She still couldn’t believe what her brother did to you, but it’s clear that it turned out for the best. Before she called out to you, she saw you with Reed, and it looked far more natural than it did with Jinwoo. You also seemed a lot happier than before the third Jeju raid. That was a miracle in and out of itself. Jinah was happy to see you happy.

You smiled at Jinah, understanding what she meant. “Thank you, dear. Everything turned out for the best - exactly the way it needed to be in the end.” Suddenly, you felt Christopher abruptly pull you behind him, growling loudly, looking away from the two of you.

You and Jinah were bewildered until you heard a familiar voice calling out to Jinah. Both of you went pale at that, and Christopher’s growling got louder somehow sounding more agitated. You latched your hands onto the back of his shirt, shoving your face into his back. This was one of those things that could trigger you and already was. Christopher snarled lowly, eyes starting to glow, when Sung Jinwoo came into view.

Jinah tried to salvage the situation, walking away towards Jinwoo saying, “Oppa! What are you doing here?” She glanced back at the two of you, seeing how angry Christopher looked, and walked faster to Jinwoo. She knew she needed to get him away from you and fast.

Jinwoo stopped a short distance away looking concerned as Jinah met him halfway, but he was staring at Reed. He concentrated a little, and his shadows began tittering as they could sense you. “(Y/N)?”

The growl that Christopher let loose could rival the anger he felt when he threatened the American Federal Bureau after they got upset that he mated you. “Stay the fuck away from us,” Christopher barked as he moved you further away from Jinwoo, his eyes full of rage, glowing blue. His malice was palpable in the air with his acrid scent of sandalwood that mixed with your own acrid smell of lavender. His alpha was howling in utter rage as Sung dared to show his face to the both of you. You let Christopher move you however he wished, your grip on his shirt tightening as much as it could. You didn’t want anything to do with Sung.

"Oppa, please. Let’s just go.” Jinah, to her credit, immediately got in-between her brother and the two of you, trying to push him away.

“(Y/N),” Jinwoo called again, sounding more desperate. He had been wanting to talk to you since the announcement went out about the experiment and more so when he found out that you were mated. His shadow rippled as even his shadow soldiers wanted to see you again. He knew he could take on Reed if he needed to, but he hoped you would at least talk to him, so you all could avoid a fight. He missed you and wanted to know what was going on with you. You were his friend for so many years, and he wanted to reconcile with you. He wanted to know why you were suddenly mated within days of reuniting with your childhood sweetheart. Jinwoo couldn’t help the fact that he still held feelings towards you and wanted you back in his life.

It was like all the progress you’ve been having the last two weeks unraveled, and you were once more lost in your memories. You mewled, placing your hands over your ears. “Alpha, I wanna go home. Let’s go home.” You didn’t even want to give Sung a chance to talk to you. The memories came rushing back, and you were on the verge of a panic attack, which was the only reason Christopher hadn’t tried lunging for the man who hurt you. You would always be his first concern even if everything in him wanted Sung destroyed. “Please, I wanna go home!” You cried out.

“Get on my back, omega,” Christopher ordered you. You quickly scrambled onto his back, wrapping your arms and legs around him, clinging to him like your life depended on it. He picked up the umbrella that had been forgotten on the bench and walked away. He would use it to stab Hunter Sung. Don’t tempt him.

“Wait, please! Can I talk to you?” The temptation to stab Sung grew stronger as Sung kept calling out to you and trying to get to you only to be blocked by Jinah.

“Oppa! Stop! You’ve done enough to her!” Jinah was upset. “Leave her alone.” She had just gotten to see you again only for her stupid brother to ruin it. Reed agreed with her as the two of you hurriedly left the area. Hunter Sung had done enough to you. Just look at how panicky you were by seeing and hearing him again. Jinwoo didn’t follow as Jinah took a hold of him to make sure that he didn’t, raging at him for ruining things again, but he wasn’t going to move now that he realized how distressed you were.

Jinwoo stared at your retreating figures with a frown and a pang in his chest that felt a lot like grief and regret even with the system trying to twist or get rid of his emotions. He didn’t mean to hurt you so much that you now broke down at the sight of him. The consequences of his actions were near unbearable with all the rumors going around and knowing how badly he hurt you, but as he watched you leave, he knew it was worse for you. He held Jinah, unmoving, as she kept hitting his chest with her fists, even though it didn’t hurt him at all, as she knew you were suffering because of Jinwoo.

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You’re Mine: Chapter 15 - Christopher Reed x Reader

Summary: You’re Chairman Go’s omega granddaughter who knew and dated alpha Christopher Reed as a teenager when you lived in the US, well aware of his yandere tendencies and accepted it. You lost contact but reunited due to various chairmen of different countries agreeing to an experiment to pair high-ranking alphas with high-ranking omegas in hopes to produce more Hunter based families. Reed came back for you and utilized his rank to make sure you’re his chosen omega for the project. Adventures of alpha yandere!Reed and his omega.

Warning: Unrepentant yandere!Reed. Obsessiveness. Possessiveness. Overprotectiveness. Manipulation. Acceptance of yandere behavior by reader. First real argument that's rather intense. Love bombing.

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Hint. Gunhee did not let it slide that Korean media had commented on your mental health and your encounter with Sung. You and Christopher watched as your grandfather raged about how the media wouldn’t leave you alone, that they had been hounding both you and him for years, and that he was sorry he couldn’t protect you from it all.

You were rather bewildered about what was happening in front of you while Christopher enjoyed the show. You swatted at his chest when your grandfather looked away from you for a moment to stare angrily at the newspaper again, shooting Christopher a look to at least cut off looking so entertained. You felt like you had been doing that a lot lately. Aish! Christopher shrugged and tried to look normal, but the smirk tugging at his lips almost had you raging too—your anger coming back. Twice he set off a shitstorm that you had to deal with, which you wanted to at least be given a heads up that there would be more rumors. The glare you then sent him finally had his smirk drop from his face replaced by a slightly more sorry expression much to your satisfaction.

Apparently, it was in the morning print of the newspaper which meant the story got out yesterday or the day before. More than likely yesterday.

Jaejoong finally brought out the food, and as he told you yesterday it was rice cakes and vegetable stir-fry. Your grandfather finally quit his ranting as he thanked his old friend for making you all breakfast with you and Christopher echoing his thanks. You dug in as soon as you could, enjoying the food.

“Any plans for today?” Gunhee asked once you three finished eating.

“Nope. We’re staying home to avoid the media circus again. Then the day after tomorrow is the goodbye party which the White Tiger’s guild is hosting. Miseon-unnie and Jiyeon-unnie basically told them the party was happening, so they all quickly agreed.” You giggled at the last part. In your opinion, your unnies were the de facto bosses of the White Tiger’s guild, namely Miseon, but Jiyeon got special privileges as her best friend and now as the widowed mate of Min who had been Baek’s best friend and also had been well-liked among the guild members. Her baked goods were also the stuff of legends. You were going to miss your unnies. Baek nearly always gave into whatever Miseon wanted, but she rarely asked for things, so when she did, Baek was more than happy to do what she wanted. Christopher was the more extreme version of that—a much more extreme version. Only you had an upcoming goodbye party. Choi didn’t need one because he was returning to Korea after the conference unlike you.

You then turned to Christopher, tilting your head to the side and looked at him. “Yeah, we’re not doing anything today besides packing,” he said knowing you were asking him about how he felt about your plans today. “We’re staying home today.” You didn’t know why you bothered as if he would suggest going out multiple times in a few days. Yesterday felt like a dream when he suggested going out, and now it was back to the reality of him being a homebody. If Christopher had his way, you two would stay home every day. You still couldn’t understand how he holed himself up at home every day. You knew if he had his way, he wouldn’t leave home unless for emergencies, which was why you had to prod at him to go on walks with you. You wouldn’t be surprised if Jordan or Sean were the ones bringing in the groceries that Christopher just paid for, and if something was wrong at the mansion, one of the three were able to fix it, or Julia.

Gunhee frowned at the reminder of you packing. He had been struggling in the last few weeks knowing that you were leaving soon, and it was depressing for him. You and him were the last of your family. He spent the last nine years with you every day, especially once you had started working at the Hunter’s Association, and it was hard for him to imagine life without you since you stayed with him the whole time. Soon, you wouldn’t be having breakfast with him on a daily basis, and it hurt. He knew Jinchul was feeling that way and wouldn’t be able to work due to moping around for a while anyway, which was why he agreed for Jinchul to accompany you and Choi when he asked. Gunhee looked at the time and sighed. “I need to get going for the day. I took some time off to attend your goodbye party for a few hours, so let’s spend more time together then, okay?”

“Of course, grandpa,” you chirped. “We’ll see you later. We can even eat dinner with you tonight too to spend more time together!” The tension in his shoulders disappeared as he heard you chirp. It’s been a bit since he last heard you do so since you ran into Sung.

“That sounds good, my dear. I’ll see the two of you later then. I might see if Jinchul can make it too.”

“Oh, please ask him! I love you, grandpa!”

“I love you too, my dear.” Gunhee got his things together and left, saying goodbye to Jaejoong as he did so and a nod at Reed. Jaejoong smiled at the two of you as he cleaned up but said nothing before he left but not before he patted you on the head again after you both thanked him again for the food.

Christopher sent you a mildly irritated look at hearing you volunteer the both of you to eat dinner with your grandfather once Gunhee and Jaejoong left. You stared back at him blankly. “Dinner?”

“Article.” You returned, your face still blank as you stared back at him.

Christopher grimaced at that. It had been a long time since your spite was directed towards him. He really did piss you off it seemed. If that's how you wanted to play it, fine. He knew he screwed up a bit, but he did what he thought was best. Although even he knew to just accept how you were being at the moment as it was his fault that you were in a bad mood. He knew he was lucky that it was only showing up now rather than anytime in the past two and a half weeks with the amount of your boundaries he rolled stomped on. But if you kept pushing his patience, he would remind you why you stopped trying to piss him off when you were younger.

Christopher sighed, rubbing his face as he could tell you were upset more than you were letting on. “Let’s go back to the cottage,” he said standing up from his seat. You let him pull you up as well, and he carried you the short distance to your cottage. The two of you changed into house clothes, Christopher just went shirtless and put on shorts while you were wearing one of his T-shirts without any pants, before going into your nest.

He laid down first and pulled you onto him, so your body rested entirely on his due to how much smaller you were compared to him. You propped your chin in the palm of your left hand, your elbow on his pec, scrutinizing his face, your other hand resting on his chest over his heart.

“What is it, omega?” Christopher asked warily. He stared back at you, holding your hips down against his, so you would have to struggle to get away from him. Your eyes narrowed when you tried to move your hips and you couldn’t budge. Christopher kept a firm hold on your hips, eyes flashing in warning, his canines peeking out from his lips. You scowled in return.

“I’m hurt that you did what you did! There was no reason for you to go that far,” you hissed at him. The frustration from the past few days was finally boiling over.

Christopher matched your frustration. “No reason? You freaked out as soon as you heard Sung. You’ve been having non-stop nightmares. Am I supposed to do nothing?” He propped himself onto his elbows and you moved your legs to the sides of his hips and sat on his abdomen.

“I don’t want people commenting on my mental health. It’s none of their business. And dragging in Byung-Gyu-sunbae about Sung having it out for us? Really? I may resent that asshole Sung, but he didn’t have it out for us.” You were clearly upset, and Christopher was trying to not lose his shit, especially as you were defending Sung. He didn’t like hurting you even emotionally, and he didn’t quite know how to handle the situation. He hadn't needed to deal with you angry with him for over a decade. Watching you suffer because of Sung really fucked him up too, and now hearing you defend him. His alpha snarled, upset.

“That wasn’t me. That came from the rumors before I even arrived in Korea,” he argued. Sean may have started that rumor, but that had mostly nothing to do with him. He didn’t think of spreading that particular rumor (even if he often gave permission to start many of those rumors). Sean always knew how to make a scene online. Hell, he knew how to make a scene, period. Christopher wasn’t going to tell you that though. You’d freak out even more. Sean did not help when he taunted you once you found out about the article. The two of you had a weird friendship that revolved around trying to troll each other. Well, more like Sean trolled you, and you bitched. But god forbid someone other than you two would try that with either you or him. Then you two as a combined menace scared even him.

You threw your hands up. “Chris, I get that you meant well but meaning well and doing well are two completely different things.” You made a move to get off him wanting space to think clearer because damn him, your mate was too attractive, and you’ve always had a hard time staying mad at him especially when you were touching him, and when he looked like that beneath you. But then he shot up quickly, his arms coiling around you, before he yanked you back against him. He was holding you tightly, crushing you to him. Suffice to say, he promptly lost his shit.

Christopher growled lowly at you much to your surprise. “Don’t you dare leave me, omega.” His eyes were glowing, watching you intently. He bared his teeth at you for trying to get off him.

Your lips pursed, but you obediently lied back against him and stopped trying to get away from him. As upset as you were, you didn’t want to see what Christopher was capable of when his paranoia and possessiveness combined at the highest level just because you wanted space. You also could tell that you defending Sung triggered the ever-living hell out of him.

Space and defending Sung was not worth Christopher being that pissed at you. He would trap you in the cottage until someone came to get you both, or worse, finding a way to show everyone how unhinged he was; you did not want either option thank you very much.

Although, your mate-loving primal omega was damn near taunting you about how good the angry sex would be if you just let it happen, but you snapped back at her to her amusement. God, why were you starting to turn crazy too?

“I’m not trying to leave you,” you reassured him. “I’ll stay here with you if that’s what you want. I’ll never leave you.” You knew he was seething again at the thought of you leaving him. You needed to reassure him or else you knew things would go to shit very quickly. It was already bad enough.

“That’s what I want,” he immediately said. He didn’t even pause to think about it. Why the hell were you trying to leave his side in the first place? As punishment and to make himself feel better, Christopher shoved his face into your neck and bit down into your mating mark making it bleed, which he licked up. You yelped and whined at him biting you.

“That hurt!” You hadn’t been prepared for him biting you at all, and it wasn’t even a small nip either. He sank his canines into you like he was trying to mate mark you again without the pleasure that accompanied it. You knew it was comforting to an alpha in particular to sink their canines into the mating mark, which was why he did it every now and then, but he could at least be nicer about it.

“It hurt when you kept trying to leave my arms,” he snapped back at you. He laid back down still clutching onto you tightly. You’d have to kill him and pry off his cold dead body before he’d allow you to leave his arms at that moment.

You sighed letting your head rest against his chest as you were back to lying down on him. “You’re the one that keeps pushing my boundaries.”

“You keep pushing mine when you keep rejecting what I want from you.”

“I—that’s not how boundaries work. What the hell…?” you looked up at him, gawking. Seriously? What the hell?

Christopher just stared back at you, a colder look taking over. “You’re not leaving me. You’re not. You are never leaving me,” he growled at you. He was spiraling fast, and you knew it. His alpha was howling that you were his.

“I told you I’m not leaving you!” You cried out at him. You were getting nervous. This was why you now remembered to never push his buttons too much after doing so a few times when you were younger. He always became scary. You didn’t like how he acted when he was angry. You were upset, but this situation was not how you wanted the conversation to go. You didn’t even want to be upset anymore knowing the result you’re going to get. It wasn't worth it at all. It seemed like he hadn’t changed on this either from when you were younger. He sometimes got angry when his patience snapped. His looks seemed to be the only thing that’s really changed besides the fact that he was worse in his unhinged aspect of himself since the last time that you were in the US.

“So why are you trying to leave my arms? I did what I needed to do. I’m not going to apologize for it,” he raged as he flipped the two of you over with him pinning you beneath him, body pressing against yours to hold you down so you wouldn’t go anywhere away from him. He sneered down at you, unhappy that you weren’t submitting.

You were wide-eyed as you looked up at him. Okay, so he didn’t want to apologize. You didn't care anymore. At that moment, you just wanted him to stop being so mad. “Alpha, please. You’re starting to scare me,” you mewled. You really didn’t like how angry he was. You watched as he closed his eyes in frustration, inhaling and exhaling, taking several deep breaths.

Christopher buried his head back into the crook of your neck and inhaled your lavender scent trying to calm himself down, tongue licking at your scent glands. He could practically taste how nervous and fearful you were getting, so he tried his best to calm down even if he wanted to dominate you to show you who was in charge. He licked your mating mark as a quiet apology even though he would deny it if asked. He shouldn’t have been that rough with you. “Will you stop trying to get away from me?” He asked again, quietly, for his own reassurance. Not that he’d allow you to get away from him though, he just wanted to hear from you again that you would stay, and that he didn’t need to force you into staying. He nearly worked himself up again at the thought.

“Yes,” you replied quickly, sensing your opportunity. “I’ll lay here with you. I’ll stay.” Just like that, you went limp under him, neck bared to him, fully submitting. Getting mad at him wasn’t worth him getting extremely upset at you. You preferred your crazily obsessive loving mate, not the darker batshit possessive one who was scary and unpredictable. He got obnoxiously controlling when you kept testing his patience, and/or when he felt like your safety was being compromised.

Christopher was also always paranoid, however, which fueled every part of him—the good and the bad. You didn’t think there was a day where he wasn’t paranoid over you. You could tell that the two of you being separated made the paranoia worse because he was worried you would be taken away again, and so he reacted worse than you remembered. The whole situation with Sung did not help at all. He became incredibly toxic when that happened even more than he typically was. He even growled at you in a rage, which he never did before. Sure, he’s growled at you before but never like that. While that should have alarmed you, you weren’t too concerned unless you made him mad at you again. You didn’t like him being remotely aggressive towards you, so you tried to avoid making him angry. You had forgotten what he was like when angry at you, and you wouldn’t make the same mistake again if you could help it.

Feeling you submit had him finally relaxing. Christopher didn’t want to argue with you, but he didn’t like how you tried to leave his arms while upset with him. He didn’t want to scare you, but you needed to be reminded of your place. He acknowledged that what he did hurt you, but he needed to protect you against Sung, and that was the easiest way to do it without resorting to more drastic measures of which you’d like even less. He began humming knowing it would calm you down, and by extension calm him down, so he would stop scaring you at the very least.

You managed to move your hands to rest them against his chest. You laid there as he continued humming now nuzzling against you, turning more affectionate again rather than his colder self. You felt relieved as you felt him start relaxing, mirroring how you felt. You closed your eyes and accepted his affection, no longer feeling scared.

“I love you, my omega,” he crooned to you after he stopped humming. He rolled the two of you over so you were back to resting on him again instead of under him now that you submitted. Christopher was happier now that you were feeling better even if he had to scare you into it in the end despite how much he actually didn't like scaring you. Sometimes it really was necessary just like how if he had to, he would have set up a situation to scare you so you’d want to stay home with him. Sung took care of that for him ironically enough.

“I love you too, alpha.” You rubbed your face into his chest happy that he finally calmed down and was showing affection again, burying your face into him. Any upset feelings you had were gone. It just wasn’t worth having to go through whatever Christopher would cook up if he kept being angry. “Just, please don’t do it again, and if you do, talk to me and let’s plan it together. It was really upsetting that I kept getting blindsided about things,” you said quietly. You had been hurt, and you didn’t want him to run over that particular boundary again. You wanted to be included in the decision making and be aware what was going on even if Christopher had the final say.

“Okay, my pretty mate. I can do that. I did tell you not to do things spontaneously like going out, so I should try not to do things so spontaneously either.” Christopher compromised.

“Thank you, my handsome mate,” you purred. You felt heard on this particular issue. At least Christopher knew this was very important to you, so he gave in. He rumbled in response, pleased that you had fully calmed down.

You really didn’t like dealing with that scarier side of him. The first time you saw it was when as teenagers you were being nice to another alpha not long after you and Christopher started dating, just being friendly, nothing more even if the alpha was a bit flirty, and Christopher lost his shit. Not only did he attack the alpha in front of you, but when you tried arguing about how crazy that was, he did his weird silent, isolating treatment where he’d ignore you whenever you were talking, (he was still listening in all actuality), and he would be around you making sure everyone backed off including the betas during those few times you pissed him off. Sean later bitched at you to not do it again once Christopher had deemed the punishment over after a couple days because Christopher had done his best to isolate you from everyone as punishment, and Sean, having you, his partner-in-crime, away from him and Julia because you pissed off your alpha, sucked.

You were glad that you had decided to stop being angry with him, and that your emotions followed your mind on it. You were also glad that he was no longer angry with you. The two of you rarely got that heated with one another, and you knew you had to be careful not to do that again. You had forgotten for a moment how much you really did not like him being angry with you. It was a hard lesson to learn at the beginning of your relationship, and you had to learn it again. There was a reason why in your mind, you had tended to try to be a submissive omega to your alpha mate even when he’s pissed you off.

Christopher began stroking his hand through your hair causing you to relax further into him before moving you up his body and kissing you, hand tightening in your hair. You closed your eyes, moaning against his mouth, pressing yourself harder against him. He tugged at your hair to pull you away before he latched his lips at your mating mark and sucked hard, tongue licking it sometimes as an apology for being rough with you earlier and biting you hard. You sighed, melting against him as Christopher devoured you. Yeah, you really needed to be good, so you didn’t tempt the devil again.

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You’re Mine: Chapter 17 - Christopher Reed x Reader

Summary: You’re Chairman Go’s omega granddaughter who knew and dated alpha Christopher Reed as a teenager when you lived in the US, well aware of his yandere tendencies and accepted it. You lost contact but reunited due to various chairmen of different countries agreeing to an experiment to pair high-ranking alphas with high-ranking omegas in hopes to produce more Hunter based families. Reed came back for you and utilized his rank to make sure you’re his chosen omega for the project. Adventures of alpha yandere!Reed and his omega. Warning: Unrepentant yandere!Reed. Obsessiveness. Possessiveness. Overprotectiveness. Manipulation. Acceptance of yandere behavior by reader.

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The two of you left and entered the main house with some of the boxes he packed so your grandfather could take it to the post office when he could. You saw both your grandfather and Jinchul already sitting at the dining table, and you could hear Jaejoong in the kitchen finishing off preparing the food. Christopher set down the boxes in the living room as you kissed your grandfather on the cheek and hugged Jinchul who stood up when you came closer. The two men nodded and said a simple hello to Christopher who did the same. You and Christopher took your seats next to each other, he hooked his foot around yours just so you two could keep touching, just as Jaejoong came in serving tteokbokki, kimbap, jowl, and spicy pork belly.

Once more, your familial butler had outdone himself. Jaejoong, himself, took his own seat as he often ate dinner with Gunhee if he wasn’t at his office at the Hunter’s Association and sometimes you joined them for dinner whenever you wanted to eat at the same time as them. All of you happily ate the food and complemented Jaejoong who smiled proudly. He had been working hard the last few weeks to make the dishes you loved as a farewell present for you, so you could hold onto those simple memories for when you were in America, which you appreciated. You were definitely going to miss everyone.

Christopher was sitting on the chair closest to your grandfather while Jinchul had sat at the opposite of Gunhee at the other end of the head of the table so he could talk to you easier. Jaejoong was across from Christopher. Jaejoong threw in a couple of comments here and there invested in the conversation between Gunhee and Christopher but was mostly content listening to the conversations around him.

You and Jinchul talked about random things while your grandfather and Christopher had a conversation on what was going to happen to you once you arrived in America. You vaguely heard your grandfather ask Christopher about what would be expected of you and you smiled when Christopher answered that he just wanted you to be happy. He’d take care of everything else, which you knew he would. There’s nothing he couldn’t do or figure out that would require you needing to do besides bearing pups if that was what you wanted, which you did. Christopher wasn’t in a rush to have pups, so he wouldn’t pressure you into it. Everyone be damned for those that wanted him to hurry to have a family.

“How have you been? Ready for America?” Jinchul finally asked you. He was still fretting over the memory of you coming home looking broken again. He needed to know you were alright. It’s one thing to talk about it over text, it’s another thing to see you in person and ask about it where he could see your body language as well.

“I’ve been getting better. I think the mating bond is helping, but it’s a slow process. I had only a bad dream, but not like it was a night terror, so I think I might eventually get better. Chris wants me to go back to therapy.” You were also still sore from the multiple rounds of sex you had with Christopher, but you weren’t going to tell any of them that.

“That might be good. You need to set up your medical as well.” Jinchul critically looked you over. It did seem like you were getting better than even yesterday when you sent him a random selfie of you and the lunch that Jaejoong made. There was still something off about you, but he would leave you alone. You’d eventually let him know if he needed to.

“Yes, mom.” You smiled mischievously at him.

“Why you?” Jinchul’s eye twitched, breaking his stoic look when you burst into laughter. His expression softened at hearing you genuinely laugh, a half-smile taking over his lips.

You felt more than seeing three other pairs of eyes watching the exchange before they went back to their own conversation.

“Seems like you are doing better,” said Jinchul. He was glad that you were joking around. That was always a good sign when it came to you. Whenever you were really upset, you couldn’t take a joke at all.

“I’m still struggling, but Chris helps me a lot.” You felt Christopher reach out his hand and grasped your hand and squeezed softly before going back to his conversation with your grandfather.

"Did you stop being a brat?" Jinchul asked.

Your eyes widen a bit and even Christopher coughed in shock. The timing on Jinchul asking you that was coincidentally rather insane. "Uh, I guess I stopped being a brat? I don't know. Are you calling me a brat?!" you squawked at him. You didn't know what else to say because of how caught off guard you were. You were still sore and exhausted from the multiple rounds of sex with Christopher, and you hoped that it wasn't showing. But also, you, a brat? What is up with these guys and calling you a brat?

"Are you not?" Jinchul gave you a judging look.

"Wow, how rude! Stop being mean to me. Hmph..."

“Never. Is there anything you’re looking forward to when you’re in America?”

“Alpha told me that we could go out wherever I wanted once I’m settled in! I’m not sure what I want though since I won’t be going out much anymore,” you chirped out. Christopher at least agreed to take you out wherever you wanted to go within two weeks of being there once you settled in, and he agreed to take you out personally twice a month as well as you could go out eight times a month, but you had to agree to staying at home unless you’re accompanied by someone.

You knew you could rely on Julia at the very least to take you out as she messaged you about it, and you thought you could eventually convince Christopher to go out more that wasn’t just twice a week even though you knew he rather it be twice a month at most. You didn’t know where you wanted to go. Maybe go see a high end musical on Broadway or go sightseeing. You weren’t sure where you wanted to go. And you could go get more ice cream or boba!

“What?” Jinchul looked at you incredulously before turning to Christopher who had laughed at what you said. Christopher really did fuck the brattiness out of you. “Not going out much?” Even Gunhee and Jaejoong looked at you then at Christopher at what you said and at Jinchul’s exclamation.

“It’s much more dangerous in America. Wouldn’t want anything to happen to my precious mate, would I?” Christopher drawled out, daring them to say anything against it. He knew he was right about how dangerous America could be, so any of them arguing against it, he knew he could twist it if he tried hard enough.

The rest of them wanted to argue against it, but Jinchul and Gunhee read up on crime statistics in the US recently, and they were a little leery about it too; your tendency to get into trouble running through all their minds. However, they knew you valued your freedom, so they weren’t all that happy about how happy you sounded about it all. The two along with Jaejoong shot Christopher accusing looks who only smiled smugly back at them. They knew they couldn’t do anything as long as you were fine with it, and by the looks of it, you weren’t even bothered if you were chirping, and Christopher knew it too and was silently gloating about it.

Gunhee was ready to break the truce, but the quick shaking of both Jaejoong’s and Jinchul’s heads to indicate to say nothing caused him to hold back. You had all been getting along until then.

Why would you not go out much anymore? What happened to doing everything so the only thing you had to worry about was doing what makes you happy? What happened if being outside made you happy? Yet, looking at how perky you had looked since you walked in did have him hesitating along with Jaejoong and Jinchul’s encouragements not to say anything.

All of that took place while you looked questioningly at Christopher who smiled wider at you, that familiar manic tinge to it happening again, which had you squinting your eyes at him. What did you do? You mouthed to him. His shoulders were shaking trying to suppress more of his laughter. It was all you, he mouthed back.

Your head snapped back to looking at Jinchul who had a strained smile on his face trying to reassure you. “Is everything okay?” you asked.

“Everything is fine,” Jinchul hurriedly replied before Gunhee could speak up. He knew you’d get upset if your grandfather started something with Reed. You raised an eyebrow at how fidgety Jinchul suddenly looked. Jaejoong shot a look at your grandfather whose face was scrunched up in a grimace, but he got the memo. Don’t do anything that would cause you distress less than a week before leaving. You had enough to deal with considering how recent your last breakdown was.

Gunhee glared, furious at Reed. Reed would start something so close to you leaving just to throw it into their faces that you would do what he wanted. Petty asshole. Gunhee clenched his jaw, gritted his teeth, but took a few deep breaths to calm himself before you noticed.

Before long, the five of you finished eating dinner, and Jaejoong began to clean up. You told Jaejoong thank you for the meal again and to have a goodnight as he put the leftovers away and went to wash the dishes.

Gunhee stared at you, and you smiled back happily. He sighed in defeat much to Reed’s amusement. “You’ll be okay in America?” Whatever the two of you did in the last twelve hours, it certainly made an impact on you. Gunhee just wondered if it was a permanent impact or not.

“Of course. Alpha will take care of me, don’t worry, grandpa!” You chirped out again. Gunhee was happy to see you happy, but good grief, why was it always when Reed was showing his red flags all over the place? He’d never personally understand why you were so accepting of that man’s red flags; although, he knew intellectually that the mate bond had something to do with it. Unfortunately, nothing could be done.

If you really were Reed’s imprint, which if Gunhee was honest with himself, he knew you were, then nothing could be done to separate you from your mate. Imprinted mates never moved on after one died and often followed their imprint shortly after if recent literature indicated that he and Jinchul had been reading up on. If Gunhee wanted you to live a long life, Reed needed to live and stay by your side. Alphas who didn’t consummate the bond with their imprinted omegas would still never move on after the omega died as they felt it before the bond solidified unlike omegas. Now you’d experience that if Reed died, so he had to accept him. Gunhee now knew you never had a chance to begin with.

“Yes, I will take care of her. Don’t worry,” said Christopher. At least compared to that morning, it was back to being okay for him to subtly be amused as long as he didn’t keep pushing it once you told him to stop.

Gunhee was glad that Reed would take care of you, he didn’t doubt that, but it was the way he went about it that was driving him crazy. Gunhee fought to keep his face from twisting again. “I’m glad.” He managed to get out without letting you know what his real feelings of how he felt about Reed were at that moment. At least after forty years, Gunhee had managed to get his scent under control to develop a poker face for some time if he tried. You nodded, smiling, none the wiser to everyone else’s relief.

Jinchul looked at the time, and said, “I need to get going. I’ll see you the day after tomorrow at the party. (Y/N), I’ll take the boxes and deliver them tomorrow to the post office.”

“Thank you!” You exclaimed. Christopher moved his foot so you could stand up as Jinchul came to your side and gave you a hug goodbye and nodded and waved to both your grandfather and Christopher who returned it. Jaejoong came out of the kitchen to help your best friend in grabbing the boxes and helping Jinchul put it in his car before your best friend left for the night, and Jaejoong retired to his room. You knew you could trust Jinchul is mailing them, and it would give your grandfather less things to do, so he could focus more on his job.

“We’ll go too, grandpa. Goodnight!” you said coming to his side. Instead of giving him a kiss on the cheek, your grandfather stood up and gave you a tight hug and scented the top of your head for a moment. “Eh?” You questioned, but you wrapped your arms around him, returning his embrace.

“I’m going to miss you, pup,” he said gruffly. He only had a few more days with you. He'd do his best to not cause you issues, but your mate made it so hard. He glared at Reed over your head.

You softened. “I’m going to miss you too, grandpa,” you said. He gave you one last squeeze before he let you go. You don’t know what he did behind you to make Christopher smile like he was baring his teeth as you turned around, but you knew whatever it was, it amused but also irritated your alpha, and you wondered what was going on between the two. So you went to Christopher and pushed him slightly to start moving. He took your hint and turned on his heels, leading you out through the backdoor.

“Want to tell me what that was about?” you asked him once he closed the door, causing him to smirk at you.

“Not particularly,” Christopher answered. He wasn’t about to tell you that your grandfather went back to looking like he wanted to kill him, and that he quietly threatened him while scenting you almost like your grandfather was marking his territory. His eyes twitched for a moment. The last part irritated him quite a bit.

“You know what, I actually don’t want to know.”

“Smart move.” You swatted at him as he opened your cottage front door. “In you go.”

You deadpanned as you walked in. “You really don’t want me to know, huh?”

“Nope, so drop it before I fuck the brattiness out of you again.”

“Wait, no. I’m still sore. I had to pretend that I wasn’t sore, and that I could sit up straight. I’m pretty sure Jinchul suspected something.” You had crocodile tears running down your face again. He had shocked the both of you when he talked about you being a brat considering what just happened earlier in the day. Your own omega laughed at you. You noticed she was doing that a lot lately. She told you the sex would be amazing. Aish! She was too much of a primal omega. “I only healed some, not all of it!” You had been too exhausted to heal yourself fully.

“That’s your answer then.” Christopher picked you up after closing the door at hearing you were still sore and headed towards your bedroom. He continued, "That was startling when he mentioned you being a brat. I definitely wasn't expecting that, but good thing I'm your brat tamer then." The two of you would hopefully get actual rest without you getting another nightmare. He also needed to scent you, so you’d stop smelling like other alphas.

You let him do what he wanted, pouting. “Whatever.” You knew you wouldn’t get an answer from him or your grandfather, so you let it go and let yourself be carried to your nest.

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You’re Mine: Chapter 14 - Christopher Reed x Reader

Summary: You’re Chairman Go’s omega granddaughter who knew and dated alpha Christopher Reed as a teenager when you lived in the US, well aware of his yandere tendencies and accepted it. You lost contact but reunited due to various chairmen of different countries agreeing to an experiment to pair high-ranking alphas with high-ranking omegas in hopes to produce more Hunter based families. Reed came back for you and utilized his rank to make sure you’re his chosen omega for the project. Adventures of alpha yandere!Reed and his omega.

Warning: Unrepentant yandere!Reed. Obsessiveness. Possessiveness. Overprotectiveness. Manipulation. Acceptance of yandere behavior by reader.

Words: 5.2k

A/N: I have up to chapter 16 written, then it's really going to slow down. I'm slowly writing past it, but it's been going hard for me. I've started chapter 19 without finishing chapter 17 and haven't attempted at chapter 18 yet, so it's a bit all over the place right now, but I'm not giving up! Thank you all for the continued support. I love this fanfic, and I'm glad that I was able to be inspired by MullerMilkshake's Close to You!

1B is for first baseman, not first beta. It's a double meaning that Jordan likes to make. DH is for designated hitter. These are baseball positions. Christopher was the acknowledged captain of their high school baseball team even if captain wasn't an official position. He played both hitter and pitcher. Think a Shohei Ohtani type player.

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It was in the mid-afternoon. You were back to having nightmares, and Christopher was trying to help you through them. It’s been two days of nonstop nightmares even during naps. His anger at Sung was soaring to wrathful levels. The utter rage at knowing Sung hurt you so badly that you were still suffering from it even with him there, had him absolutely seething. His alpha was constantly howling and pacing, wanting blood. Christopher should have been there for you all these years then you wouldn’t be dealing with this because he would’ve been with you the whole time. But he was there now, and he would make things right. He would make up for not being there for you for years.

You were napping again, but he knew it was going to be a short one with another nightmare, so he needed to be quick. He opened the group chat between him, Jordan, and Sean.

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Captain (Christopher): Do something about Sung. (Y/N) is having nightmares that do. not. stop.

DH (Sean): Already on it, captain. We’ll make him pay.

Captain: We can’t kill him, so ruin his life.

1B (Jordan): Giving permission to spread more rumors?

Captain: Do whatever you need to do. She had a meltdown at the park with people looking two days ago. Use that if you need. Sean, ask Julia about getting a therapist for (Y/N).

DH: I’ll ask her. Also, I like ruining this guy’s life. His guildmate keeps trying to sue me lol. Wish me luck! That trash shouldn’t have messed with my pup. [Logged off]

1B: Is she ok with us doing this?

Captain: Does it matter?

1B: Nah. How many rumors do you want?

Captain: As many as it takes to hurt him.

1B: She’s gonna be ok, cap. Our little omega is tough.

Captain: Your mate still having issues about protecting (Y/N)?

1B: I told her it’s not up for discussion anymore. I promised you years ago before I even met Katie, and I told her before we mated that it was something that was going to happen. It’s irritating that she keeps saying she didn’t think I was serious.

Captain: It’s fine if you want to be with your mate.

1B: You’re my unofficial pack alpha and (Y/N)’s our pack omega. Katie knows that. I’m not letting Sean take my position as first beta when I know you’re going to make it official even if you hadn’t said it yet. Wtf. I’m your best friend, not him. He’s (Y/N)’s main beta.

Captain: We can talk about this when we get back in a week. You picking us up? Will be coming home with another alpha as chaperone for the experiment for two weeks. He’s like Sean and Julia in one person.

1B: Ye, I am. How the fk did you find someone like those two???

Captain: That’s what I thought lmao. He’s (Y/N)’s best friend. He’s alright.

1B: She still be making friends with crazies. LOL. But damn, thats high praise coming from you since he’s an alpha.

Christopher’s attention suddenly snapped to you as you began squirming.

Captain: Ye, ye. gtg. later [Logged off]

1B: Later [Logged off]

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He stood up from the computer chair and went to your nest. Christopher shook you awake before backing away, softly calling out your name, moving to stand near the edge of your nest so as to not be seen as a danger. Your eyes snapped open, and you almost threw yourself away from him before your omega in you screamed that it was your alpha. Don’t run from alpha! You froze like a deer in the headlights, staring up wide eyed at Christopher who watched you concerned, but unmoving so you didn’t freak out harder, his hands already raised in surrender.

You had been acting out being scared every time you woke up, scent turning acrid as soon as you did. The only thing that seemed to be helping was him giving you some space and humming or singing to you. Although, humming and singing to you in general even had you letting him run over your boundaries as he was your alpha. He knew your omega recognized him as your mate, so it was easier to calm you down.

“(Y/N), it’s me, Alpha. You’re okay, baby. You’re okay,” he crooned to you. You let out a whimper, but then he started humming, and you slowly relaxed. Your scent was slowly turning back to its pleasant smell. You crawled to him and lifted your hands and clenched your fists a couple of times, looking tired. Christopher’s eyes softened, he held out his arms, and you came closer to him then he picked you up. You wrapped your arms and legs around him, clinging onto him, burrowing your face into his neck and immediately suckling at his scent gland, so you could smell and taste more of his sandalwood scent as it mixed with your lavender one. You loved his scent. It was comforting for you to smell it when not too lost in a panic attack, which was why he nearly always initially started trying to scent you whenever you’re freaking out as the first resort. He made sure to place an arm beneath your bottom to give extra support on being held by him, and he placed his other hand over your head, stroking your hair. He rocked the two of you back and forth still humming.

You finally stopped and just rested your head against his shoulder. “Thank you, Chris,” you told him, closing your eyes and trying to relax more. “Love you.”

“Love you too, baby. Are you feeling better?” Christopher held you tighter to him.

“Mhmm. I am, thanks to you. Sorry I’ve been having so many nightmares lately.”

“Don’t be sorry. You’re having a hard time, and that’s alright. I’m here and we can work on this together. You’re not alone anymore,” he continued crooning to you.

You were exhausted by the constant nightmares. You couldn’t get any good sleep because even when you were napping, once you got into REM sleep, you eventually started having nightmares again. You knew it was worrying Christopher, and you didn’t know what to do. It didn’t used to be this bad. You could typically nap without nightmares and right now you couldn’t.

“I asked Sean about getting you a therapist when you move in with me,” Christopher said. “If you have to get on medication as well, that’s fine. We need to find a way to help you. This isn’t healthy.” You nodded because he was right. This wasn’t healthy. “Maybe go talk to your friends about this right now until you move. The goodbye party is in three days, right?”

“Yeah, but I don’t know if I should say anything. We’re leaving in a week anyway. I don’t want them to worry.” You shrugged as best as you could while being held by him. You moved back a bit, balancing on his arm to look him in the eyes. “Maybe just wait until Julia can help me get a therapist. The bureau should’ve already finished my paperwork, right, so I don’t need to worry and just move in and live our lives?”

“Yeah, Sean and Woo dealt with the bureau and took care of that for us,” he answered. You made a sound of acknowledgement before leaning forward and kissing him. The two of you stayed like that for a while before he broke the kiss to place you back in your nest. You laid back down with a sigh, and Christopher crawled in and curled around you, cuddling.

“Do you think everything will be okay?”

“Of course. I’m here now, and the mating bond seems to be helping you calm down faster. While you’re still having nightmares, you’re starting to react better than the third time it happened when you lashed out. Hopefully that means your constant nightmares will ease up soon.”

You winced at the reminder. “I’m sorry about that.” The third time you had a nightmare, it was about Min dying, and when you awoke, you tried to fight Christopher thinking he was Beru, still caught in your flashbacks in fear like a cornered animal. That was why he now stayed at a distance and showed you he wasn’t a threat. Then you both learned that if he hummed or sang, it helped you recover faster. But the nightmares wouldn’t stop, and it had been hell for you. The constant flashbacks were driving you crazy, and by extension, driving Christopher crazier because he knew he couldn’t really do much besides trying to support you as much as he could after the fact. At least you were responding to something that he did.

Christopher wrapped his arms tighter around you at your words. “I told you to stop apologizing. It’s fine. You didn’t hurt me at all. It’s like a kitten attacking a bear. You’re okay.” You nipped at his arm at the comparison, and he only laughed at you. “See, you’re like a kitten. Such a spoiled baby kitten,” he teased you.

“Hmph.” You pouted. “Don’t be mean.” How rude. You were an adult cat at least! Not a kitten. It wasn’t your fault that he was like a huge grizzly bear compared to you. Although, you couldn’t really argue about the spoiled part. Christopher loved to spoil you rotten and take care of you. If he had it his way, you wouldn’t need to do much of anything that wasn’t directly making you happy.

He was glad that you were getting back to your normal self instead of focusing on your nightmares. It was frustrating watching you suffer, and he hoped Sean and Jordan were on their way to making Sung’s life hell. “Do you want to do something?”

“Like what?”

“How about we go somewhere?” He couldn’t believe he was even saying that, but if it helped you somehow, he was willing. He was so worried about you that he’d risk going outside where you could be triggered again, but he knew you wanted to go outside.

You perked up. “Really?!” Your chirp was a welcome sound to Christopher’s ears. “You're the best!” You were excited. Christopher wanted to take you out. Normally, it was the opposite.

Christopher was relieved as he hadn’t heard you chirp since before you two ran into the Sungs, and it had already been two days. He got used to you chirping at him multiple times a day, and it was vexing how much you managed to change in the past few days because of how freaked out you were when you saw Sung again. Christopher knew he couldn't back out now, not when you sounded so happy that it was him who was suggesting the two of you go out somewhere. “Any place you want to go to?” He started scenting you. While you had some of his scent with you always due to mating him, you wouldn’t be caught dead without more of his scent on you when going outside, he would make sure of it.

“How about we go get some sweets!” You cheered.

“Sweets?” He asked, “What kind?” You would be asking for sweets. He lost count of getting sweets with you when you two were teenagers, especially at how many dates included the two of you getting ice cream, candy, or baked goods near the end of the dates.

“Hotteok!”

“That’s the sweet pancakes, right?”

“Yup! It’s so good. There’s a place about a ten minute drive from here. Let’s go! Let’s go!” You were excitedly tugging at his arms around you.

“Alright.” Christopher nuzzled you before he let you get up from his arms.

The both of you got ready to go. It took no time before you got to the place selling hotteok. As always, people were staring at the two of you, but you ignored it. Christopher hovered over you, and you ignored that too. You bought some and took it home much to Christopher’s relief. He had a feeling that the rumors Sean and Jordan should’ve set off from what happened a few days ago were already circulating from some of the concerned looks you were receiving from random people while getting the hotteok.

You were just happy that Christopher had been the one to suggest going out, so you decided to just pick up. You also didn’t want to risk seeing Sung or Cha. The moment you stepped out of the house freaked you out. But you wanted to go out somewhere especially since Christopher was the one to recommend going outside! You weren’t about to waste the opportunity. You also didn’t dare mention how anxious you were about leaving the house to Christopher. You knew he’d just take advantage of that to keep insisting on you remaining at home.

The two of you ate your snacks while watching Kingdom for like the third time for you in the living room where you had your big screen tv. You wished they continued it since they left off at a cliffhanger. It was one of your favorite series that Netflix came out with.

“I like the tiger hunter. He’s really cute,” you mentioned off-handedly watching as he was taking out most of the zombies.

“Seriously?” Christopher side-eyed you.

You shrugged. “Strong and handsome just like my alpha,” you chirped. Both were true statements in your opinion.

“Nice save,” he said sarcastically. You giggled before scenting him with your wrist scent gland. You watched him relax at that. You two kept watching for a few more hours even throughout dinner that Jaejoong brought over before retiring for the night.

You two were finishing off packing the rest of the things that you were going to bring to the US tomorrow. You weren’t going to bring much since Christopher insisted that he had most of what you needed at his mansion, so it was mostly sentimental items, your computer, and your clothing that you would be bringing over, which meant you were sending over only a couple large boxes. You’d just buy a new monitor when you were settled in at your mansion. Your grandfather was going to take care of mailing your things when you leave for America. He mentioned this morning to you that Jinchul was going to chaperone you and Choi while in America until the conference was over in two weeks, so that’s why Jinchul wasn’t the one doing it.

You only needed to attend the first three days since you were already mated to Christopher, but you wanted to keep going to spend more time with Jinchul before he left back to Korea with Choi and whoever his omega was going to be.

Christopher wasn’t too happy about that knowing that Andre and Liu would take the opportunity to harass him and you, and he nearly gagged at the thought of being forced to spend time with those two. Andre legitimately pissed him off as he was like Jordan on steroids, and regular Jordan had the tendency to annoy the hell out of him if they hung out long enough. Liu also annoyed him because of how brash he could be, but Christopher didn’t have to see him as often as Andre. He wasn’t looking forward to seeing them at all. He wished he could skip the whole thing altogether.

“Goodnight, my pretty mate. I love you.”

“Goodnight, my handsome mate! I love you too.”

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You woke up the next morning due to a nightmare and another rumor mill going crazy again. Dispatch put out another article that had people blowing up your phone again. You and Christopher were cuddled in your nest and were playing around on your phones.

It was reported three days ago that while at the park, Sung Jinwoo came up to Go (Y/N) and Reed Christopher who had been chatting with Sung Jinah, whom Go-ssi helped raise. Go-ssi was clearly distressed because of Sung-ssi, allegedly having cried at being bothered by him. Sung-ssi didn’t seem to care as he called out to her while she was panicking until his own sister kept pushing for him to leave Go-ssi alone.

Reed-ssi rushed Go-ssi home while doing his best to preserve some privacy using an umbrella to cover most of our view of Korea’s only surviving S-Rank healer breaking down. It was known that Min Byung-Gyu and Go (Y/N) both suffered from PTSD, and it appears that Sung-ssi is a trigger for Go-ssi. Rumors are alleging that Sung-ssi has it out for Go-ssi. Is it true that Sung-ssi has it out for Korea’s S-Ranked healers? He did wait until the last minute to attend the Jeju raid when Min-ssi had already died.

On the other hand, Reed-ssi has been showing what an excellent alpha he is to Go-ssi by getting her out of the stressful situation and trying to preserve some privacy for her. Go-ssi and Reed-ssi both leave for America at the end of the week along with Choi Jongin. Maybe it is a blessing in disguise all along that our beloved omega will live in America from now on so she can focus on healing herself after she has spent nearly a decade healing hundreds of hunters and civilians alike. Best of wishes to Go-ssi and Reed-ssi.

“Christopher Isaac Reed, what the fuck did you do again!?” You stared in disbelief at the article on your phone while Christopher at least looked a little chastised. “Korean media has always been rather invasive, especially regarding grandpa and I, but I know this one was you and Sean again for sure!” You turned around and swatted at his chest before trying to stab him with your pointer finger. That made you unhappy. “And they brought Byung-Gyu-sunbae into it? What the hell?!”

“Okay, yes, this one was also us,” he admitted, “I just wanted to make him pay a little and get the general public more on our side. We didn't drag in Min though. That was Korea.” Christopher knew he fucked up a bit at how angry you looked, but he knew it would work out in his favor in the end. He would manifest it if he needed to as you liked to say. He knew the article actually went out yesterday since Sean and Jordan updated him about spreading more rumors, and he knew by the way people started looking at you when you went to buy sweets.

The general public loved you as you had healed many of their loved ones, spending overtime hours just to help people just like your grandfather did. The Go family was extremely popular in Korea. Christopher also knew he had to keep you away from the internet so that you wouldn’t find out as long as possible. He didn’t want to trigger you so close to you being triggered about other things. You also never paid much attention to how people stared at you when you were with him because you assumed that if something was up, he’d take care of it for you. Their spoiled princess, he and his alpha thought fondly.

“Did you think about how humiliating this was going to feel for me?” you said sarcastically. “I also don’t appreciate them mentioning Byung-Gyu-sunbae like that.” You were seething. You could tell Christopher was actually telling the truth about his involvement regarding Byung-Gyu, but you were still upset with everything that's been happening recently. Christopher pulled you into his arms at that, nuzzling you, and you let him. Even though you were angry with him, you wanted the comfort only he could give you. You kind of wanted to spite him though because this new situation was his fault like the last time. This was so annoying, you groaned. Everyone was having a field day again because of Christopher and Sean.

“I’m sorry, baby. But there’s nothing to be ashamed of. You did nothing wrong. Like the article states, it’s known that you have PTSD, which is also nothing to be ashamed of.” Christopher started scenting you knowing that it would calm you down some while humming. He inwardly smiled knowing that he got you. He really could do anything to you, and you’d find it in yourself to forgive him eventually.

You stared at him with a frown, still irritated. “I know it’s nothing to be ashamed of. I just don’t like Korea knowing that I’m still going through shit when they don’t need to know.” You then pouted. “And stop humming. You’re terrible for using that against me.” You knew that he knew it’d work on you too. He sounded too good musically, and you found it too attractive. Ughhhh. And with him scenting you, it was a double whammy. “Don’t put me into a scent high,” you grumbled as he continued scenting you.

“You’re so cute when you’re in a scent high though. So affectionate,” he teased but stopped his humming. He then shoved his face into your neck, licking your mating mark, and nudging you a bit to give him more room to suck on your neck. He laved at you with his tongue to get your scent all over him while he simultaneously used his wrists and tongue to keep covering you in his scent. He loved tasting your lavender with ocean mist scent. While he enjoyed when you would release your scent, it was nothing compared to drawing it out himself whenever he marked up your neck, which was why he did it so often. You could already feel the beginning of the scent high as you melted into him.

“I’m going to get you back for this,” you continued grumbling but obediently tilted your head back to give him more room to work on your neck at his insistence. You had to admit you would be more pissed if he stopped now so might as well give him access. You were still mad, but you'd let it slide for now. You didn't need to fight with him before having breakfast with your grandfather.

“Sure, you will, my pretty omega.” Christopher was amused. Your way of getting back at him when the two of you were younger was always going on a shopping spree along with buying more desserts. You got to have things and got to drag him out of the house. When the two of you were younger, he had to save a decent amount of money from when he was working part-time when you were at school while he was attending college, and his parents were nice enough to give him an allowance that he just spent on you. Probably why they gave him money in the first place, if he really thought about it.

Back when his parents were alive, they liked you way more than they liked him, which wasn’t saying much. He knew, and they knew he was fucked up, and you were one of the only good thing in all three’s lives. You were the only thing keeping him grounded the older the two of you got, and his family knew it too, so keeping you happy meant keeping him happy. Being his parents' only child, it scared them at how apathetic and cruel he could be growing up. So with you there, it gave everyone a break from the general insaneness of him unless it had to do with you, then his craziness went from a 10/10 to 100/10.

“I have to get ready for breakfast soon, and you’re over here giving me a scent high,” you whined. He chuckled, still finding you adorably funny. “I still have to put makeup on to hide my eye bags.”

“Alright, alright.” Christopher pulled back from slathering you in his scent and making sure he was covered in your scent. He, himself, was starting to feel the beginnings of a scent high from when he kept licking and sucking at your neck and having your scent on him. He admired the possessive marks decorating your neck again. You got shy about it, but he did think you looked very pretty with all his marks on you.

You began to answer everyone since you still had a little time before you needed to get ready for breakfast, and you wanted to wait a little while for the scent high to go away. Miseon and Jiyeon were frantic as was Baek. They kept asking about you having nightmares because they knew you too well, so you fessed up about it. It was frustrating since you were doing so well, but now you weren’t. If you didn’t tell them, Jiyeon would know in a heartbeat as soon as she saw you, so might as well confess.

They were all upset that they dragged Min into their article, especially Jiyeon, but she was trying to focus on you as he would’ve wanted. Min had been even more protective over you before he died as he was well aware that you suffered as he did, but you forced yourself to continue as a healer while he had retired. You didn’t blame him for retiring, but as Gunhee’s granddaughter, you felt like you had to keep going no matter what. Only recently had you been unable to continue as a healer in a raid, and that was how your PTSD was first reported on. You didn’t like that it was brought up in public again.

Your unnies and Baek then made sure that you were going to be there in two days at the goodbye party so they could check up on you when you told them you just wanted to hide out at home for the day, which they understood. You just knew Miseon and Jiyeon would come by your home just to drag you to the party if you didn’t show up within an hour of it starting because they didn’t know when exactly they’d see you again.

Jinchul was grumbling about how people knew about what happened, and it wasn’t any of their business how you were. Your best friend tried his best to help you maintain your privacy, so you knew he was actually pretty pissed that you being vulnerable got out. Thanks, Christopher and Sean. You were also sure your grandfather was about to blow a gasket for the situation getting out as well. Guess that’s more people that you had to hide the fact that it was Christopher and Sean who kept giving information to the tabloids just to fuck with Sung and make sure everyone knew you were Christopher’s mate. Sometimes, in their desire for revenge, you could get hurt emotionally. They always tried to make it up to you later, but you wished they wouldn't do it and if they were going to, at least keep you in the loop. No matter how much times you argued about it with them, they kept doing what they wanted. Your mate and your old best friend had serious issues.

Jinah and Kyung-hye kept apologizing for Jinwoo, and you told them it wasn’t their fault. It had been good to see Jinah, and that you were even happy to see her, because that’s probably the last time you’d be able to see her before you left Korea for America. Jinah sent crying emojis back while saying how much she still loved you like a sister, which you told her you loved her back because you did. You could tell that Jinah had a hard time seeing how you reacted after her brother came onto the scene. You helped raise her, and she was like a younger sister so she could tell how seriously broken you had been at that moment. She was innocent in what happened. You couldn’t let what happened between you and Jinwoo keep affecting your relationship with people. Jinah even tried to protect you from her own older brother, and you appreciated that more than she knew. She sent more crying emojis with some heart ones added in. You sent her your discord name tag, and she instantly added you back, so at least you two could keep in touch that way. You could tell she was really happy that you were willing to keep talking to her with the way she started spamming you with meme videos, which some of them were really good you had to admit. You sent some back, which she liked.

Sean spammed your discord private message with clown and laughing emojis because he already knew that you knew what was going on by the time you got to his messages while Julia apologized for him and, by extension, everyone else. You told her that it was alright because it wasn’t just Sean. If you weren’t in a scent high, you would’ve started spamming Sean back. You’d get to it when you weren’t high. That bitch was going to get it.

But you all knew it stemmed from Christopher anyway, so since he got you to cool down about it, there wasn’t much of a problem. You really needed to set up better boundaries because god knew Christopher would continue to do what he wanted. You were just unsure as to how to go about that.

Jordan sent a gif of Michael Scott laughing, and you sent back a gif of Michael Scott deadpanning.

"Those are pretty good memes from all of them," said Christopher as he had been seeing them with you.

“I know right? It fits surprisingly enough,” you replied before putting your phone down. “I have to get ready for breakfast. You coming with me, my mate?”

“Sure. I’m hungry.” Christopher shrugged, and then he finally released you so the two of you got ready. It took a good amount of effort because you were still feeling sluggish and wanted to stay in bed because of the scent high, but he helped you get ready, so it went faster than if he didn’t help. It was the least he could do since he was the one that put you in that position in the first place. He kept teasing you about staying home rather than going to breakfast only for you to keep pouting at him until he stopped. You were going to breakfast whether he came with you or not. You only had so many days left with your grandfather, and you were going to take every chance you had to see him.

“Okay! Let’s get going! Jaejoong said he might make rice cake and vegetable stir-fry,” you chirped as you began to push Christopher lightly to hurry up. He just sent you a side-eye since he needed to help you first but moved quicker in getting ready. He ruffled your hair causing you to squawk in protest. You smoothed down your hair while looking at him with narrowed eyes.

“I’m ready. Let’s go.” Christopher held your hand and the two of you were off to the main house where you were sure that your grandfather was losing his cool because of the constant articles coming out about you. He and Jinchul never liked when Korean media started reporting about you more than necessary. That was what probably added onto Jinchul’s anger as the scandal thrusted you into the spotlight more than you already were as Gunhee’s granddaughter. Jinchul was beyond seething when the initial reports came out about your scandal. You weren’t looking forward to your grandfather’s anger all that much. Hopefully, he’d let it slide.

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