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unholywriters · 8 months ago

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Winter Love

╰┈➤ Pairings: Mafia!Bang Chan x Baker!Felix

╰┈➤ Summary: Chan had left to Australia to handle lose ends to stop them from chasing him back home to korea. He soon moved back and met up with some of his old friends and got to catch up with them, but he met the cutest baker along the way...

╰┈➤ Word Count: 10k

╰┈➤ Warnings: NSFW, minors do not interact, slowburn, thick!chan, mentions of trafficking, mentions of drugs {do NONE of these} and a frying pan

╰┈➤ Ratings: MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

╰┈➤ Networks: @k-library @stayblrofficial

In the words of Bakery Felix, grab some hot chocolate and a cookie this is gonna be good, chapter five of demon's desire coming soon

Felix always loved getting ready for the holiday season. The nights becoming longer, the days and nights getting colder and rain slowly turning into snow just to fall down and allow everyone to feel more at ease, getting their favored drinks and blankets to watch their favorite shows after working for so long and just wanting to relax and unwind from it all. Felix loved seeing the snow fall from his bakery windows, having one of the largest and successful bakeries around, always having cute themes, decorating each table, booth and bar stool in his shop just to keep things light. He would have lights hanging inside of the bakery while allowing people to pick from the playlist to play whatever they wanted to listen to. Keeping an iPad out near the main counter for people to pick appreciate songs and feel more at ease.

Tonight was no different, staying late in the bakery but leaving it unlocked since for some it would freeze and having a place to get warm and have an extra drink seemed to bring people closer together and help create a better community and more trust within each other knowing that they have a bakery to come to when things feel tough. Felix was softly humming along while prepping things for in the morning. Knowing he would have to throw things into the oven while making sure he had other things ready, along with the hot drink bar having their own toppings, syrups and lids and cup covers to make sure no one's hands were too cold or too hot during their long walks or drives. The blinds stayed up to see outside and make sure those around the area were safe, but also to enjoy seeing the snow fall outside and the lights bring more warmth and comfort yet he could see the skating ring with couples skating and enjoying their time.

Felix always wanted to go, knowing there was nothing wrong with going by himself and enjoying himself but he wanted to go with someone. Just to dance around and hold hands with someone and go home with them, enjoying their warmth and sitting on the couch or bed with warm drinks and matching pjs and hats. Yet here he was, softly humming in his kitchen and twirling himself around making sure he had enough cookies, cupcakes, slices of cakes, macaroons, rice cakes, tea cookies, 붕어빵 {bungeoppang}, hotteok, ice cream, Felix had just about everything and always had plenty to give away in case someone was hungry. Pushing some of his hair back, he head the bell above the door open. Earning his full attention, he set down the large pan of cookies in the large fridge rack before walking back out into the main area.

Seeing a tall male keeping his hands under his arms trying to get warm. Seeing the snow came down faster and people were already trying to leave. The man was covered head to toe trying to keep himself warm and knew this was a place he could go, though he was new to this area during the season. “Oh hello, you can have a seat over here it's near a warmer and after that I'll see if I can get you anything okay?” Felix offered, seeing the male bow to him many times before slowly sitting down. The warmer and table also being in Felix's eye range just in case he needed to head back to the kitchen to put away something before leaving it out. He helped the male sit down, trying to get warmer before walking back to the kitchen. Felix never had a reason to fear those who came inside because he treated everyone with kindness, only getting kindness back and sometimes even gifts.

Felix had grabbed a warm mug of hot chocolate and walked back over to the person, seeing him slowly remove some items while shaking some, but he was slowly getting warmer. Felix smiled like always and set the cup in front of the male, seeing those dark brown eyes look over as he slowly removed the scarf to breathe. “Here, Theres a topping bar right behind you in case you want marshmallows or anything like that.” “Oh...Thank you so much.” “Of course!” Felix was more than happy to be helping someone get warm during the season get warmed back up before having to leave back outside. The stranger slowly removed the rest of his winter attire, the coat, scarf, gloves but he kept on the hat that stayed over his ears. Slowly adding his favorite toppings in the cup before slowly sitting back down, looking over and seeing the baker bring back some snacks from earlier in the day. Making the stranger feel surprised by this almost like he was missing something.

“Oh… Oh let me get my wallet.” “Oh no need, I do this a lot. You must be new to town and stumbled upon here?” Felix asked, seeing the man slowly nod his head while setting the cup down. Seeing Felix set down the sample plate but also sit down across from him with a smile. Smile just as bright as the sun yet with teeth just as white as the snow, softly brushing back some of his long blonde hair. “Well, this is my bakery, wonderland bakery. You can come in around early morning 8-9am and I’m open all night. I have tight security but everyone just comes in here to get warm drinks and some treats I set out so they can stay somewhat warm while trying to go through their day. After 10pm I don't charge you for anything. I'd rather you be warm and full then take your money.” The stranger leaned in to listen closer, slowly taking sips of his drink but also eating one of the cookies, enjoying the taste and how soft it felt and how everything just melted.

“Oh, so this is where lee know works! He told me to come and check it out when I came to visit but he was helping me move in with him. I just came back from Australia.” The stranger chirped up, being happy to know where his friend works and seeing the owner light up with him. “Oh, my gosh you know lee know? Wait, I was also born in Australia! I'm Felix.” He stuck his hand out, both of them shaking hands to introduce themselves. “I'm Bang chan, but Chan is just fine. It's nice to meet you Felix.” “Nice to met you too Chan! No wonder Lee know was asking me if he could bring extra sweets home.” Felix laughed while leaning back in his chair, happy to be enjoying time with someone like this. It made the warm place already feel like home even. “I'm expecting a call from him soon since I told him I had to get more things before coming back. I'm sure he'll be happy to know I came here and got some amazing sweets by the way.”

Felix's smile never seemed to fade away, while listening to the stranger, or more rather Chan, seem to enjoy himself as well. And just like Chan had predicted, lee know called him in worry. Wondering where he was and if he needed to come and get him from some place. So Chan being in a good mood, answered the phone and placed it on speaker, watching Felix try to stay quiet but Lee know ended up video calling him to truly make sure he was okay and if he needed to call for backup, he would. “There you are! Where are you, man it like…almost midnight do I need to come and get you?” He asked, still having his work clothes on but sitting in his car that was warming up so he didn't have to drive in the cold. “Don't worry too much I'm fine, I made a friend!” He turned the camera over to show Felix, waving at the camera still being seated. “Hey Hyung! No speeding on the snowy roads, you know better.” “Oh my gods- I'm coming.”

Lee know ended the call, leaving Felix to laugh yet again while Chan seems to join in. Seeing Lee know’s shocked expression before saying he was on the way. The two of them enjoying his shocked expression but also feel more relaxed with each other, like they were long-lost friends finally catching up with each other and just enjoying their presence with one another before they would have to leave. “Well, looks like I get a ride home. What about you Felix?” Chan asked after clearing his throat slowly calming down but smiling. “Well, lucky me I live upstairs and the door leading to my living space is locked tight so I can sleep without worry. Makes it easy if I ever woke up late.” “Ooo, that's a nice setup. I might come by more often just for this.” “My door will always be open.”

The two stayed staring at each other, making more little talk while eating more of the cookies on the plater before seeing car lights park closer to the building, it was lee know as promised to come and get his friend to take home. Lee know and Chan live right next t each other in the same apartment complex, lee know knew Chan was more cautious wishfully moving in since lee know had a lot of cats and Chan had a dog, so they could live close to each other and keep each other company. “Here, take these with you. Come by anytime!” Felix cheered, holding up two to-go cups with hot chocolate inside while Chan got wrapped up in his clothes. Bowing again while holding the cups and allowing Felix to help with the doors and closing the car door. “Thank you, Felix for taking him in, I'll drag him in tomorrow if he wants to work.” Felix playfully shook his head while they drove away. Him and Chan looking into each other's eyes before the car drove off before Felix had gone back inside. Letting out a relaxed sigh before wiping down the table and chairs before pushing them back into place.

He knew everything else was done, but he went back and checked anyway just to be sure. Turing off the music and having a separate light source for the lights so his bills didn't go up higher than he was used too. Now he just needed to get ready for bed. Walking to the back of the bakery, to the hidden staircase that lead to another door upstairs. Walking up but leaving his bright blue apron on a hook right next to the white painted door and walked inside, softly closing the door and looked around his large space. Knowing he would clean when he had the time, but it was late and he wanted to take a shower and rest in the nest he calls his bed. Leaving his work shoes by the door and walked to his bedroom. Going to one of his drawers and grabbing some pajamas that had snowflakes before walking to the bathroom to take a shower. Lighting a candle before getting in the shower just to enjoy himself. Something he truly enjoyed while smelling good as if he didn't already smell like baked goods for days on end.

After a while of cleaning himself and humming the songs that were stuck in his head while Turing off the shower, stepping out to dry himself and put on some lotion before making himself something to eat that wasn't something sweet. Enjoying his quick ramen while watching the new episode of his drama he started because of lee know and another coworker. He would sit there with his bed filled with blankets and pillows while watching his show, leaning back against some of them while his window showed the snow slowing down, maybe tomorrow it would be dangerous to drive but also too cold to walk. Maybe Felix would get a day home, especially with if everyone called in and he didn't want people getting hurt. But after making sure he cleaned his bowl and let it dry. Slowly resting in his bed while having soft sounds of music and snow crunching in the background curling in his bed just to be excited about the morning.

Meanwhile, Chan was now looking around the new place. Looking over to Lee know had driven him to the apartment complex. A place Chan had bought and only allowed close people to live inside since most people would walk past it and often think the place is too high for some to afford. Chan just needed to handle things back home in Australia before coming back, knowing he was going to have some enemies here, and he didn't want to worry about his enemies trying to work together to take him down. But meeting Felix was something he truly didn't expect to do or meet. Someone who was so warm, welcomed everyone without a second thought and treated them to warm drinks and sweets to eat with a heater to keep yourself warm. Like he had no hateful bone in his body and was ready to welcome everyone with open arms just to truly have a safe space.

Chan enjoyed being around them even if it was short. Getting a nice warm drink and yet almost not wanting to leave but he knew it would be questionable since the two of them had just met and he didn't want to scare Felix or make him be questionable during everything. But he enjoyed himself and was more than happy to go back. “I knew you would like Felix. They make the best things down there.” Lee know said, opening the door for Chan and walking to the elevator and going to the top floor. Chan unwrapping the scarf and letting out a soft sigh, keeping his cup in his hand while looking up at the numbers. “You weren't lying when you said they were like the sun or an angel living in a bakery. If you didn't call me, I would've stayed there instead of coming back.” Lee know smirked as the doors opened, walking back to their doors while Chan took a slow sip while walking to his door with a key in hand.

“Hongjoong kept his word and helped us move in things and we got it all setup so you can walk in and just relax after today. He says welcome back big guy.” Chan smiled slightly while unlocking and walking inside his apartment. Looking around at how everything was set up, so he was comfortable and didn't have to make last-minute changes. He kept the to-go cup. Knowing he could reuse it may be for a next time before just walking to his room. Looking at his large floating bed with black and white covers with soft pillows. He took off his clothes and set everything else hung up his coat with his scarf and gloves. Taking off his clothes before walking over to his closet and grabbing some sweatpants to sleep in. Laying on his bed and staring at the ceiling. He was used to being alone in nights like this, but something now just felt wrong this time.

He felt more lonely than normal, hearing the echos of Felix's laugh and seeing the flashes of smiles coming from him along with the slight smell of baked goods and sweets. Yet it was something that was helping him slowly fall asleep. Even if he didn't eat all the sweets. He wanted to bring those home just so he could feel like he didn't leave the bakery. He was happy to be home, but something about that encounter made it hard for him just to stay home and act like things were the same. It was something new for him but he knew he had to play his cards right before he could do anything. Something he was nervous about since this was someone completely innocent. Sure maybe Felix had done a couple things in his life but nothing like being in the mafia's chaos. Something Chan feared even trying to bring into his life after his kind gestures how all of that would be ruined because of this life of his.

It only made him shake his head, trying to go to sleep and just move on from it. He has things to handle in the morning, making sure that his stance still stands even when being here and making things different. He knew one thing would stand firm in his choices; the area surrounding the bakery would be safe no matter what. After all it was the least he could do, Felix gave his men food and shelter even when he wasn't there to see it and make sure they were okay while being treated them no differently than anyone else. “This is gonna be hard the more I think about it.”

Today was just like every other day, being busy For Felix the moment he walked down from his upstairs room, looking down the stairs to see the sunlight peeking in along with already hearing the door jingle. It made him smile because that mean that Lee know had arrived just as early as usual to come and help with the early morning preparations before the others were to arrive. Getting his work shoes back on and walking downstairs and turning the corner. Seeing Lee Know walking to the back but also seeing Chan, someone he didn't think he would see this early. Before Felix could call out his name Chan turned around and the two smiled brightly at each other. Chan watching Felix tying all of his long hair back into a ponytail with some of the hair staying on the sides of his head with some bangs staying above his eyes.

“Hey Felix. Nice pins on the apron.” Looking down to see all the Christmas pins Felix had on his apron it made him smile Chan complimented them. He used to love collecting pins to the point almost the straps on the apron decorated with pins he could get his hands on. “Awe thank you, I have a lot upstairs and try to change them every day. What brings you here?” Felix looked around, seeing the black car outside still running, but no signs of Lee Know and he just wanted to be sure nothing happened to him the night before. “Oh, I dropped him off, he said he was going to the back to get things for the display case ready. Did you make all the things for it?” Chan asked with a curious look, a smile never fading while seeing Felix happily nod his head, pushing some of his hair back behind his ear. “Oh I did, usually around…5pm I make things for tomorrow and set it up early. Did you want anything before you left?” Chan looked around, titling his head slightly to the left in thought before thinking of an answer.

“What all could I get? I have a feeling you won't let me pay while you can keep track of my order.” Felix shook his head, walking to the back counter that had a large Christmas wreath with a large red bow. There he handed Chan a menu before seeing lee know come back with a large silver cart. The display treats being set on their own plates and having cards to show what they contained case some people had allergic reactions to something. Lee know smiled while watching the two before slowly and carefully setting up things in the case, asking Felix if how he was setting it up seemed to look. “How about this? It looks like lights in order with the colors.” Felix turned to look, giving a approving nod at the setup. “I like it, they even matched with the lights hanging above! Good idea.” Felix knew he had about two other workers to come who would help him with the baking and taking orders. Bringing them out to make sure everyone had their snacks and drinks.

“I won't take too much, but I'm curious about the ones with the little chicken face next to them.” “Oh! Those are the ones I like! The little faces show who likes what on the menu. The chicken ones are my favorite!” Felix had a thought sometimes last year to make little animals of his coworkers. Him being a chicken, lee know being a rabbit, another one being a ferret, another baker's being a quokka and one more being a fox. It was more of a thankful gesture of Felix for his workers who are more like his best friends at this point. “Well, with that being said, can I get a matcha green tea with some Christmas tree cookies?” “Of course!” Felix walked to the back with excitement, hearing Lee know chuckle while the ovens were getting preheated in order to keep the treats coming. Felix knew he already had some cookies made beforehand and now he just needed to make the drink in the back drink station. It didn't take long but Felix had the urge to at least make it special in the best way he could.

Putting the cup carefully in a sleeve with the lid being secured. Grabbing the back of cookies, each back having around 5 cookies, some even having 6 or seven depending on who gets to back them. Felix grabbed a bag with at least 7 cookies, but he would not tell Chan how many cookies were in the bag, knowing Chan wouldn't take it without paying him. Holding the cup and walking back outside, Felix handed over the cup and the bag to Chan. A bright smiling on his face while handing them over only for their hands to slightly touch before looking staring into each other's eyes. Almost like they were ein their own romance movie, each touch moving like a spark between them and people were just there to watch them. Chan stared down at Felix each of them having a soft smile on their faces despite more workers coming in to start the day. “I'll come by later for a snack and then to pick up Lee know, don't work too hard today, okay?” Felix gave another shy nod, his smiling only growing while the two slowly pulled away from each other. Chan softly waving while he walked outside and got in the car, he had some friends he needed to meet with later that day alone while Felix had to handle the workload of the day.

“Sooo, who's the new guy that has Felix over here blushing and more excited to work?” One worker asked in a teasing tone. Tying his long black hair into a back ponytail while slipping on a hairnet. Looking between Lee Know and Felix for an answer since Lee Know had a teasing look on his face while Felix was trying to get away from the conformation. Knowing this coworker was more sassy than Lee know with his answers. “That is an old friend of mine who finally came back and ran into Felix last night he fought me for my keys just so he had an excuse to keep coming back without looking weird.” Lee know answered, watching Felix still try to run around with making sure everything was clean before opening the store. “There's no way he fought you for your keys!” Felix exclaimed, walking back into the kitchen only to see Lee know nodding his head. “He did! I'm telling you he's gonna try to take you somewhere and we won't let you sneak your way to work, won't we guy?” Felix tried to shake his head, already feeling himself laughing while the other two nodded his head. “See! Even Hyunjin and Han agree to it, He just needs to ask you on his own with no help from me.”

“Guys he just got here-" “And you two been staring and smiling at each other since then and hanging onto each word! Guys we're witnessing a love story right before our eyes!” Han cheered, placing his hands together over his chest in a dramatic heart, smiling brightly while Felix just shook his head at the idea. But part of him was hopeful, but he knew better, after all he's only seen Chan in the bakery, who knows how he is when there's no time to hide any secrets away from anyone and now he has to show those true colors. Just for Felix to determine if he really should be with Chan. He Shook his head trying to focus on his job as he walked to the doors and turned the closed to open. Clapping his hands together before turning back over to the crew. “Who's ready to sell treats!

Chan however had enjoyed the calm drive. He had on some music, taking a bite of a tree cookie with a soft smile on his face, softly humming the music on the radio while driving. He knew where he was going to meet his friend, a place they could go and there would be no one could ease drop on their conversation. It was a while drive but with the things he has it was making the drive enjoyable. The place wouldn't be too cold, it was the last place he remembered being, and the last place he got to say goodbye to before leaving. Making one more turn into a parking garage. He parked the car in his old spot that seemed to be marked with his own two initials of his name and they were the closest to a door. The Area didn't have that many cars to begin with, Chan was surprised that he could even get inside since the place didn't look the same nor did anyone standing outside looked like he remembered. Making sure he had his cookie bag in one hand, the drink in the other. He got out and walked to the black door. Doing the four knocks then three more.

Looking up to see the door open and saw his friend. He had his hair nearly just as short as Chan had his. Wearing a black loose sweater that was tucked into his loose black jeans and white shoes. He had a bright smile as he walked up and hugged Chan tightly, missing his brother dearly. “About time you came home! I was getting worried about you after so long!” Chan smiled while giving hongjoong a hug back. Softly shaking his head at the thought before hongjoong let him walk inside. Looking around at the newly decorated place like a kid in a candy store. The place had now expanded. The floors still the same dark oak wood floors but newly polished. The small tabled now being moved to have booths on the outlines of the place with black cushions with golden outlined tabled. The bar area was now more polished, glass now being the shelves and the doors to all the drinks back there.

In here were people Chan had known before he had to leave, waving at everyone while taking sips of his drink before following Hongjoong up the stairs to a new addition to the place. It was an upstairs meeting area with separate wooden tables with roller chairs instead of chairs that would just scratch the floor with each movement. There was some soft music playing in the back but not loud enough to drown out the important conversations. “Where did you go before getting here? I would've had one of the line cooks downstairs make you something fresh out the stove.” “Lee know works at this bakery with Hyunjin, they make amazing sweets and have the cutest owner.” Chan answered, seeing hongjoong's raised eyebrow and a teasing smile as he leaned closer over the table. “First day back and you already met a crush? You dirty dog Chan. Is that who gave that drink and goodie bag?” Chan nodded his head while handing hongjoong a cookie. Letting him try at least one and seeing how good they were. Getting the nod of approval from him.

“They wouldn't let me pay for it but we get teased about liking each other. I got lost last night and he let me stay there to get a drink and a snack.” “Well, mister Smooth by the happy look on your face I think that their right to assume you have a crush on them. You gave the widest smile when you got to explain who gave them to you. These came from uh, winter wonderland?” Hongjoong asked, taking another small bite and seeing Chan nod his head. Happily taking another sip of his drink trying to savor hat little drinks he had before it was all gone. “That's where Lee Know and Hyunjin work at yeah, know the owner Felix?” “Oh yeah, he helped Seonghwa-hyung get this place set up as a little pop-up store before it turned into a diner. Sometimes they promote each other just for the thought of it.” Chan gave a curious nod of understanding to that, happy to see his friends growing into things and just overall having fun and building new friendships along the way. “How about you? How have things been before my sudden return?” “Struggled here and there, almost lost everything to a gambling bet to GOT7 but we grew and I did my best to keep yours sheltered while they secured most of your things. How's Australia? I take it you got everything handled before showing back up here?”

Chan nodded his head, rolling his shoulders with a head tilt just to let out a crack he heard in his neck. Knowing he needed that after all of this. “Took a while but, I got the roots down and those who know better than to try me. I left a show before leaving just to let it sink into everyone before coming back. “ “There's the Hyung I know, deadly yet charming.” Chan gave a smirk while shaking his head. It was this that made him worry about getting close with Felix, he was used to doing dangerous things and being seen as someone who wasn't scared to use violence if there was no other way. If anything happened to Felix, he would go into a state of red before making sure Felix was okay and taking his time before even beginning to explain why he was this way. But he knew everything had a time and a place and he just had to be ready for it. “Oh and thank you for setting up the place by the way. How did you get that? Those apartments were a luxury back then.” “It was the turning point when Got7 wanted to dip, but they weren't going to just lose their prized place so we made a bet. Everything was on the line and if they won they could each take a section from everyone and do whatever they wanted without worry. But we won with no tricks but man was it fucking racking. But, once we got we were able to redo everything and made sure no one would want to live there that wasn't a member.”

“What happened to GOT7?” “They didn't leave the country really, just now settling down. Jackson still parties but not as much, JB sings when he can, yugyeom performs and often hangs out with Jackson. Mark still takes care of BamBam with Jinyoung, though last I heard BamBam and Jackson were flirting a lot but I don't know what else happened after that. But that's with them. What do you plan on doing next?” All Chan could really do is shrug his shoulders. His drink was sadly finished with only a couple cookies left between the pair. “What else is there to do? Besides cracking down on those rings still and making sure no one gets away with it.” “I was waiting for you to bring this up. You won't like where their trying, though/” Hongjoong could see the shift in Chan's eyes as he slowly leaned forward in the chair, closing his legs back together while leaning on his hands. Watching hongjoong set down a folder with a map, and a bakery being in the main red circle. “Felix won't know this but some are trying to plan on using his bakery as a place to get a handful of people. Not the place itself but the skating ring since it would get crowded and few people can run on the ice. But you know if they start there, some will want to take over that place and use it for their own needs. But, the only thing stopping them is Lee know and Hyunjin. But that can only scare them off unless someone does something to really shut them up. This place is their last resort.”

Hongjoong was careful, he could see how Chan's eyes were darting between the red places. Of course he knew those two could hold their own easily. HyunjIin could kill with ease and Lee know could torture without a second thought, but Felix was the angel. It was like watching a lion go from relaxed to predator more within minutes. But Hongjoong could also see that Chan was thinking of the best plan for raising any red flags,Felix's place was a beacon of safety and he was not about to let that get ruined because of twisted people wanting to use his kindness against him. “Hm… do we know the leader of said person or are they hiding like most of them do?” “Uses the name Black Fan to hide and has a X patch on his men. We've caught most of them and keep them alive till they spill but some aren't that easy. But, with him missing some of his best he's messing up. Use this phone, some say he likes to tap into those looking for him. Your lucky he doesn't know what you look like or your new name. But, I'm positive we can keep your little crush safe.”

Hongjoong tried to lighten up the mood but he could see Chan taking the last bite as if he wanted to bite someone’s head off in that instance. But he also knew he had to plan this out with everyone before trying anything. If there was one thing Chan knew, no one was about to lay a finger on Felix without getting tortured to the point of begging for death.

“Lee Know? Lee Know please breathe and tell me slowly.” “Someone broke in and Felix saw me nearly beating the fuck out of them but won't leave his upstairs room. Get here now while me and Changbin get the ones we can.” Chan was already on his way because of a bad feeling and was quick to speed. Having Hongjoong trailing behind him as his tired screeched against the road before parking in front of the messed up Bakery. Seeing Hyunjin twist someone over a table before pulling someone from the stairs, he was making sure no one but Chan got up there to make sure Felix was safe. Chan ran out of his parked car, throwing off whatever jacket he had on and jumping through the window. He had no time to ask questions before scrambling up the stairs and swinging the door opened. The place looked ruined and his mind was racing.

“Felix? Felix!” He yelled, slowly looking around before quietly closing the door after tossing something slow down the stairs. That's when he saw blonde hair and one shaking eye from a doorway. Felix was hiding with a frying pan in his hands but Chan knew there was someone still here and he wasn't going to put Felix in more danger now. “Didn't think I'd see you here again after making sure a mess in Australia, Chirs.” Chan slowly turned to see the hooded person staring at him, no gun in hand but he had a knife. Chan had a looked that screamed nothing more then hate and rage. But his body stayed calm and his stance stood firm. “And you have a lot of nerve showing back up after leaving everyone else in your home to die.” “By your hands. Imagine your poor, little angel learning that you, the knight in shinning armor, killed so many in his lifetime.” Chan didn't move from in front of the door. He could feel Felix's scared eyes but trying to stay focused on what was happening.

“I may be a killer, but I trafficked no one for money and then killed them when they weren't enough for you anymore. You, are worst then me and I'll be damned before you could ever compare me to scum you are.” Chan knew the only way he was getting out of this was fighting him. He didn't want to do this in front of Felix but if it meant that Felix remained unharmed, he would do it regardless of what happened to him. But Felix stayed watching him, seeing Chan move as if this wasn't anything new to him and trying to be careful as if he wanted nothing to happen to the place Felix spent a lot of time making. When Felix knew he had a chance, he quietly opened the door and peaked out, his pan was hot since he was making another noodle bowl for his quick snack. Seeing Chan backed into a corner, almost like this was planned. Felix struck as hard as he could with the hot pan, hearing the person scream in pain while falling to the ground. Felix stumbled back against the wall as he watched Chan grab the screaming person and just tossed him down the stairs. Right next to Lee Know who was already about to Run up the stairs upon hearing the scream.

Lee Know had some cuts and scratches on his face but nothing serious. Hyunjin was hurt, his shoulder was stabbed but he could get it wrapped in a minute. Hongjoong had walked over and stepped on the man’s neck, staring up to Chan who looked like he was about to shake. Panting as he looked down at them while he was gathering his own thoughts. “Hongjoong, was anyone else Taken and if so do we know where they are?” Hongjoong shook his head, keep his weight on the burn mark while hearing the man hiss in pain. “No one got took, he was waiting till he had Felix under control before starting his plan. We got everyone else handled. Is Felix okay?” That man Chan jump before turning around to see Felix still sitting against the wall, rubbing his chest while trying to breathe before opening his eyes to see Chan on the ground in front of him. Making sure Felix stayed locked on him before talking. “No one got to hurt you did they? Focus on me okay? We're gonna breathe together and slowly go from there, don't worry about anything else till then understand?” Chan was in protective mode, making sure Felix listened to him while also making sure he wasn't hurt anywhere.

They stayed in the same spot for a while, Chan wiping away the tears falling down Felix's cheeks till Felix felt better. “I'm… I'm okay. What even was that? Who was that and what was he talking about?” He asked in a whisper, holding onto Chan, who was helping him stand back up. “I'll explain that first thing tomorrow, right now making sure you and everyone else is okay is my top priority” Chan walked back to the doorway before slowly marching downstairs and staying in his leader mode, showing nearly no mercy unless it was to those he cared deeply for. “Lee Know, how many do we have?” “Roughly around 40 in total, they were waiting to see if their boss won and fell for the trap Hongjoong set.” Chan looked outside and saw the aftermath. The hooded man was stuck to the ground while Hongjoong stood in the middle of his men, arms crossed with a pissed off look on his face. Chan saw all the patches and the thought of him being too late was pissing him off. But he was keeping himself calm before whistling to Hongjoong. Holding up two fingers to let Hongjoong take everyone away.

“Hyunjin, go with Bin to get your arm checked. No working till it's healed and I mean it. Lee Know, call the Cleanup crew to handle all of this and the cost. I'll handle those when everything is done, do not let any news hear about this. They don't need to be pushing Felix to talk about this.” Lee Know Looked at Chan and then behind him before nodding. Helping Hyunjin walk outside to Changbin before pulling out his phone to make the needed phone calls. Chan let out a slow and shaky sigh before slowly turning around, making eye contact with a teary eye Felix who was still coming down from the shock. “Here, where do you feel the safest at right now Felix. I can answer questions there.” Felix looked upstairs, recounting how the person continued to taunt him with a knife before running his own place, making him shake his head while he tried to breathe. “Not…Not here. He chased me upstairs till you got here…What about your place?” Chan gave him a soft pity look, but didn't oppose to it. “Felix…Go pack a bag. I don’t have a lot at my place but still.” Chan caved in, watching Felix go upstairs while he leaned against the wall.

He was more worried about losing Felix or Felix being too scared to even sleep in his own place.But while Felix was packing his own clothes, Lee Know had came back inside to give another Run down to Chan. “News is handled and Changbin is on the way to taking Hyunjin to the doctor. Hongjoong has taken everyone to separate bases away from here and will handle things according to you. Other Crew is parked in the back and will clean everything from down here to upstairs and handle the repairs I'll stay to make sure of it.” “And Han?” “Came with the crew, he loves this part but is the only person besides me that went upstairs and can help with the kitchen. Is Felix staying?” Chan shook his head, crossing his arms and squeezing them as he started. “I'm taking Felix with me to my place. I plan on answering any questions he has for me and as scared as I am, I rather be truthful with him then not.” He started, Lee Know knew a rant was about t0 come and when he looked up the stairs, Chan looking at his feet as he tried to ground himself, he told Felix to stay silent with a simple eye movement.

“You were right, I really do like Felix, sure the free drinks and treats are nice but having those late night calls, where he would turn on his camera and we would watch the same movie. Lee Know I almost lost that to someone dumber than me as a kid, I'm terrified right now.” “And at the end of the day hyung. You aren't like the men here and you came to save Felix. That speaks character and will mean more to Felix when you slowly explain things you are ready to talk about. Don't feel rushed to spill things you aren't ready to re-visit yet.” Lee Know gave a quick wink before walking to the back, letting Han inside to start the process while the sound of the top door closing made Chan jump as he looked up. His tight shirt showing his arms and shoulders relaxing some as he saw felix standing there with a bag. Felix looked more relaxed even while holding a large bag over his shoulders. He didn't seem as on edge as he was a while ago but Chan didn't want to seem to hopeful know that anything could change if he rushed into it.

“My car's outside still, are you ready?” Felix nodded his head as he walked down the stairs slowly, getting close and slightly holding onto Chan's arm. It made Chan smile slightly before walking him to the car, seeing Hongjoong hand over his jacket that he threw on the ground before waving to a slightly shocked Felix. “You dropped this on the ground big guy. Nice to see that you’re safe and sound Felix.” Chan took the jacket with a thank you before wrapping it around Felix's shoulders. Chan really didn't remember parking the car but happy that he did before rushing inside. “I'll tell seonghwa and make sure that he checks on you in the morning. Don’t worry too much, wonderland's in great hands.” “Thank you hyung.” He said in a soft tone, getting in the passenger seat while Chan slowly walked over to the driver's side, looking at hongjoong who gave him a wink before walking to his own car. Chan got in the car, starting it up and letting it get warm before he started the quiet drive home. Felix seemed to want to ask questions, but he waited till Chan got to the apartments.

Chan helped Felix get inside to his top floor room, showing Felix around the living room. “Wait so this place only looks rundown, but the inside looks like this? How do you even get it like this?” He asked, setting his bag on the couch and walking around the large and open living room. Chan watching him do so with his arms crossed above his chest. “Hongjoong helped set it up while I was gone and got it to look like this. I didn't get to see it when I came home after we first met. It felt weird being in here but Lee know lives right across from me so.” “Ah so that's how you got to take his keys that first week, hm?” Felix turned to see Chan's face getting red even. Not super red but a subtle red as he tried to deny it once again but knew there was no escaping it. “You made it…really hard not to come and see you when I had the time to.” “I really am that special? Even when…you've done things?” Chan's smile faded a little as he watched Felix slowly piece together the question. Chan remembered Felix was hiding behind that door and as much as he wanted to get Felix out, he knew he had to smart but things came out.

“I have met many people, but none of them stuck. But meeting you was like…it made me want to stay the night but that would've been weird. Yes, I've done things I've wished I never had to do but if doing all of that meant I got to meet you again, I'd do it.” He confessed, slowly taking closer steps to Felix and holding his hands in his own large ones. The two of them staring into each other's eyes and nearly leaving no space for anything else between them while Felix tried to ask more questions, knowing that Chan wouldn't lie to him. “How did you know I was in trouble?” “Lee know called me when I was already coming over thinking something was wrong. I was already halfway there when he called, I just sped faster to get there.” “You knew I was in the room?” “I saw your eye peaking to see if it was safe but I knew you weren't alone. It was too quiet for that to happen.” “What did they want with my bakery? I met none of those people before and they just came out of nowhere.” Chan was hesitant to answer that question, seeing the confusion and desperation written on Felix's face while the grip on each other's hands only seemed to get tighter with each word and question being answered.

“That person in the hood was planning to use it as a trafficking ring. You made the bakery a place for anyone to come and stop by and they were going to use that to their advantage. But hongjoong knew to tell me and Lee know and hyunjin wouldn't let it happen even if I wasn't here. You made them feel safe and not judged in your bakery and wanted to protect it and you. They would've kept you safe even if I wasn't there.” Chan could see the fear build back in Felix's eyes, a sight slowly breaking his heart before he held Felix close to his chest. Softly rubbing his back in the process just to make sure Felix didn't full on panic at the news. Chan made sure Felix felt comfortable while laying in his large bed, it seemed to help Felix relax a little seeing that there was somewhere he could rest after everything that seemed to have happen. Felix didn't let go of Chan not once, even when Chan came back from changing the two stayed glued to each other. Chan making a promise to himself that he would truly protect Felix no matter what was to come his way. This was the one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with, no matter how was going to come trying to change it for him.

Chan knew his Idea was risky, but he had to make it work. Ever since that day he had taken Felix to do things he truly loved doing, taking him to get things at night, going to see light shows and even Ice Skating when it wasn't so crowded at night. Chan had done everything expect one more thing, and he knew that this would make Felix melt. It was busy as ever since Felix wanted to open a little on Christmas Day. He was setting up things in Felix's room for a perfect holiday movie. Having the curtains closed since it was a little too cold to have them open but he had some Lights hanging around the room, he even set the bed with enough pillows and blankets evenly so it felt like a nest keeping the two in each other's arms. On the end of the bed Chan had a large tray of popcorn with hot chocolate and matching mugs for the two of them to use. Each with the same amount of Marshmallows and whipped Cream on the top. Chan also set the rest of the area. When Felix came upstairs, he would see the inside showing a little pathway to the bathroom with signs greeting him with little drawings as well. In the bathroom would be a matching set Chan picked for the two of them saying he didn’t need to worry about anything else and to take a nice shower and come to his room quick.

Felix was excited as he did so, walking through the winter wonderland of his living area after everyone left after helping him close for the day. Taking a shower only to get himself ready before seeing Chan in his room. Wearing the matching Pj set with their favorite movie on the large TV, Han had replaced Felix's small tv with a larger one to enjoy the movies more. Chan stood there holding their mugs with the brightest smile on his face seeing the happy and surprised look on Felix's face that nearly lit up the room even more. “So this is why you weren't telling me and why Lee know wouldn't spill the beans! Oh, my gosh Chan this is amazing!” Chan could only smile brightly while letting Felix take his mug before the two comfortably sat on his best. Starting the movie and slowly eating some popcorn. Chan made sure it wasn't scary, but that it was also funny and romantic. He made a promise to himself to make sure that Chan got every Wish right that Felix had. Just one more was a kiss at midnight, their first kiss and Chan was making sure that it would be amazing and just as perfect as Felix had hoped for.

“You planned out everything for this week didn't you?” Felix asked, looking up at Chan with some whipped cream on his face, seeing Chan nod his head with a smile. “I did, making sure I got it right, like it?” “Chan I love it!” Felix cheered, trying to be careful to not spill anything but the drink was almost gone and now sitting on his nightstand while snuggling close to Chan, relaxing on his chest like it was the best pillow he had around. “There is one more thing I didn't get to finish.” Felix was quick to look up, not expecting there to be anything else Chan had planned for him. He was already more than happy this week with everything that Chan had done, but soon froze. The two of them were kissing each other, Felix was shocked for a while, but soon returned the kiss, eyes fluttering shut before returning the kiss with just as much passion. Even smiling in the kiss while relaxing in Chan's touch. Not realizing that he was slowly getting underneath Chan's arms before slowly pulling away from each other.

Felix was red from this, seeing how small he looked under Chan's arms but not being able to move and just only staring up at him. The two of them doing teh same thing that they did when they first met each other, staring into each other's eyes and just feeling relaxed. “Merry Christmas Lixie.” Chan said softly, leaning back down to give Felix another kiss, who was smiling once again in the kiss, the movie was over in their minds, nearly just trying to get closer and closer to each other as if nothing else was there. Floating with each other with their heads slightly titling to the side to deepen the kiss and get as close as they could with each other. Felix's arms moved to the bottom of Chan's shirt to slowly go under, feeling his abs and chest while Chan's hands moved to his sides. Chan slowly pulled and laid his head on Felix's forehead, their eyes barely opening just to look at each other. “Think we're moving a little too fast right here?” Chan was nervous because he didn't want to feel like he was pressuring Felix into giving in even if he was enjoying the feeling on his small and soft hands on him.

“I wouldn't be this close if we were, now please take this of, your chest looks like it wants to bust from the shirt.” Chan let out a chuckle, almost in his deep register before sitting up, watching Felix slowly unbutton his shirt and he stared to do the same to his, flexing some as he tossed the shirt to the side. Felix slowly sat up and rubbed his chest and abs, letting his shirt fall off behind him while slowly staring up at Chan, those innocent eyes pulling Chan right back in without ever letting him go. “Show me some Christmas Magic tonight, please?” “Like I could ever say no.” Chan’s arms were quick to wrap around Felix, one arm on his back while the other move his legs to spread open so Chan could help him lay back down, not going in for another kiss but to leave a trail of kisses on Felix's jaw and neck. Felix's small hands roaming over from Chan's back muscles to the back of his hair. Softly tugging on it some with each open mouth kisses and feeling as though Chan was about to leave more marks on his chest and shoulders, knowing no one else would get to see them since they might still be closed tomorrow, depends on how rough Chan might get to be.

Chan would slowly rock, bucking his hips into Felix but just to create friction, listening to the hitch of breathes and the quiet low moans coming from him. “I wanna suck.” Felix blurted out, his head already leaning backwards before leaning up to see Chan, who was licking his lips while his eyes were swirling with lust and want. “First time about that, you sure about that?” “I'll be the judge of that.” Felix helped flip Chan over on his backside, standing on the edge of the bed and slipping off his lower clothes before tugging the top of Chan's pajama pants before tugging them down enough for the main prize to be sticking out and twitching even. “Holy shit I see why you asked! How does that even fit in your boxers?” Chan couldn't help but let out a laugh while he saw the shocked looked written all over Felix's face at the sight in front of him. Those wide eyes that held so much curiosity it was enough to even make Chan smirk while he moved his arms back and laid his head on his head. “Just don't force yourself to go too fast.”

Felix only did a nice and slow nod, leaning forward and slightly licking the base, one small hand rubbing Chan's left thigh and the other slowly jerking him off. Slowly licking up Chan's cock like it was an ice cream scoop before slowly sucking on the tip. The whole time his eyes being open and staring up at Chan's relaxed face. His eyes were closed but his mouth stayed open to let out a soft gasp and quiet groans as if he were tugging his own hair trying to keep himself from pushing Felix when he wasn't sure if he was ready to handle more than he could chew. And when he did finally open his eyes, letting out a low moan he saw his entire cock inside of Felix's mouth, tongue slowly swirling with his eyes closed. Felix moved some, spreading his legs more while keeping his hands on Chan's thighs, they felt so small yet so soft on them. Felix closed his eyes so he could concentrate, slowly moving his head back and fourth just to give himself some time to get used to the large thing in his mouth.

What made him want to go faster was the sounds coming from Chan, each time Felix came closer his breath would get quicker, sometimes he would even hear a groan coming from him. And this was when Felix felt more comfortable and would move his head faster. Muffled sounds of gagging were what he could mainly hear along with the occasional groans. Chan moved one hand down to Felix, slowly feeling the locks of hair and holding his hair in a back ponytail while slowly lifting Felix, who came off with a pop and eyes opening wide as the two stared at each other. “Not yet, I want to be inside you when I can't hold it in anymore.” Chan pulled Felix back up, straddling his hips while moving his own hips back and Fourth. “Cupcake wants to ride or let me do all the work?” “Cupcake wants to see what all you can do.” Their voices were soft but laced with seduction before devouring each other in a kiss. Chan keeping Felix down on the bed, wrapping the small legs up to his shoulder just to make sure he could hit every angle, every spot, every time.

“Do it slowly please…” “Slow and steady wins the race, face and furious shakes the ground.” Chan had the two of them in a safe spot, kissing on Felix's chest, shoulders, neck and jaw while he slowly pushed himself in. His groans being covered up by the loud, separate moans leaving Felix's mouth. Chan could already feel the scratches appearing on his back and shoulders, something he would proudly show off if given the chance to do so. “Gods how the fuck! Does this even fit in your boxers Chan I sweat.” Felix moaned out, hooking his arms under Chan's arms to keep himself up and steady. Even though Felix couldn't see his face, Chan was smirking at the sight below him. Biting his lip with each squeeze but keeping himself relax so he didn't move before Felix was ready. “Slow pace…Slow pace.” Chan watched Felix try to keep his eyes open as he slowly moved, his thrust were slow, but they were deep. Not wanting to push it till he could tell for certain that Felix was ready for it and there was nothing else he could do in this moment.

It took Felix a while, looking down between them just to watch before letting his eyes flutter open to look at Chan. Giving him the okay nod to slowly move faster and Chan was happy to give in. Slowly going faster, watching Felix slowly unravel more while the only thing leaving his mouth were deep moans, nothing too high pitch, but they were getting louder and louder with each thrust. “If I'm not shaking by the end of this- Oh!” “Never Poke a hungry wolf, You won’t be crawling back alive.” Chan got as close as he could, his thrust getting as fast as he could and each one nearly left Felix shaking under him, slightly bouncing up with some strands of hair bouncing all over his face while the rest would spread out on the bed underneath him.

Felix's scratches were getting deeper but not deep enough to draw blood from them. Despite how fast Chan was moving, he knew how to be careful but; he was learning how to make Felix crumble and unravel underneath him. “Right there! Shit Chan right there please!” “You're not letting me pull out soon now are ya cupcake? Gods its so tight and warm in here.” Felix let out a broken cry, curling his toes as his legs would bounce from Chan's shoulders. Chan's back was covered in scratches while listening to the pleasured cries and moans coming from him almost like a broken record. Chan moved one arm to squeeze Felix's chin, making the two of them stay looking at each other while felix continued to let out louder moans and whimpers. Chanting the word yes repeatedly like it was a prayer for him to finish.

“You're mine now cupcake.” “As I fucking should be!” The two of them released together. Felix nearly curling inwards before collapsing on the bed, trying to keep his eyes opened while panting heavily. He could feel his legs shaking and hearing the huffs coming from Chan, he wanted to look over but it was hard to keep his eyes opened. Looks like you never should poke a hungry wolf…

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teddys-draft · 1 year ago

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A love language ✨

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jananikjha · 6 months ago

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hi guys! it's me, Janani (formerly known as J. Maya) <3 you might know me from my mythology & literary-inspired music, my time as a former pun champion, Survivor, the internet at large, or EPIC: the musical :)

I'm new to Tumblr, and I wanted to come on here and say hi!!!!! in honor of my birth on this site (from chaos and seafoam, much like the lovely Aphrodite herself), feel free to ask me anything in the comments and I will answer to the best of my abilities <3

love you!!!!!

#books & libraries #music #janani k jha #epic the musical #survivor #survivor 45 #epic the wisdom saga #greek mythology #j maya #singer songwriter #songwriter #books #puns

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rick-on-the-run · 1 month ago

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Hiding from Grandfather.

I was taking a nap one day, and my dog came up and slapped me in the face with his paw for attention. Then suddenly, a little scene popped into my head. So I drew it. I've never really drawn an environment like this, and I suck at lighting currently, but oh well... The books were fun to draw..

What happened next...

Lots of ramblings below...

⚠️Warning⚠️ Extreme "wall of text" jumpscare inbound! Skip if not in the mood for a long(ish) read.

So now I have a new oc... Anyway...

This is Rick K-355 Or "Library". After going through a hectic point in his life: traveling through space, fighting in wars, and whatnot. He came back to his Beth a bit earlier than probably most Ricks, somewhere right before Morty came along.

When he lived there originally with his wife and daughter, he attempted to make money by employing himself as a sort of handyman: using his gadgets and such to fix and assist with things around people's homes. However, really only neighbors or friends utilized his services. Which meant his wife was the main breadwinner of the house. It did cause some tension, as money was tight, and science projects in their garage or being a barely successful handyman wasn't helping pay the bills. And for a time, he picked up a small job at the library. As being around books made having a job more tolerable, just as having a job where he can build and use his inventions. He was content; however, he often longed for more in his life. Though, despite this want for more than what he had, he was still grateful, and loved his small family dearly.

At some point, another Rick (not Prime) came to his home in an attempt to capture him for a reason which was never made clear, and it resulted in a fight. Library managed to fend off and kill the other Rick; however, not before Diane was badly injured in the attack. She later succumbs to her wounds, leaving Rick in a state of shock and confusion. Before then, he had no knowledge of other realities, let alone other versions of himself.

He becomes a bit distant from Beth, pouring his time into figuring out the gun which he saw the other Rick us to appear in his room. He knew it was portal travel, as he, like many other Ricks -unbeknownst to each before the first successful portal hop- had been trying to figure out. He wasn't sure where he was going to go with this gun, but he became so disgustingly obsessed with it in his grief, that it drove him into a crazed state. Perhaps he was trying to ignore his loss. Though, this shook the relationship with his daughter.

And in an action he will forever regret, he managed to get the gun working, and stepped through a portal without much thought. It happened to be on its last jump, so even if he wanted to come home right away, he couldn't... This sobered him up some, and he panicked, suddenly realizing that he had absolutely no idea how to get home.

Hectic space adventures ensue..

He went through questioning if anything mattered, given the infinity of possibilities and universes... Seeing the same wars fought for the same ridiculous reasons as they were being waged over in many realities following the same doomed paths. And he fought in a few. He even killed other versions of himself, not only to steal more portal fluid, but to see what he'd do if he were dying, or how other versions of himself reacted to being attacked by another Rick out of the blue. What did he himself look like that night.? Because to him, they didn't really exist.. They just were echoes of people he could've been, drifting through their lives in an infinite web of probabilities... And in time, he began to question if he also even existed at all...

And yet, in all this time he spent being lost, he had neglected the one thing that was still real to him: his daughter. Whom he left behind, and had long since gained the ability to get back to her. Maybe he was afraid their relationship was too damaged...

As his rambunctious time in space began to wind down, and before he finally made the jump home, he spent some time at Alcázar (Citadel-430) working in the archives. As he was growing tired of space shenanigans, and missed the complex simplicity of knowledge held between pages. Here is where he gained the moniker "Library". Even though he was an Archivist and not necessarily working in a library at the time...

When he finally does go back home, he never leaves for the infinity of possibilities again. His Beth sort of helped him ground himself in is own existence. Helped him realize that he was real, and if nothing else mattered, then at least this one thing does.

Back home, he is a librarian at the same local library he worked at while younger. Even living in the building in an upstairs home above the library. Often looking after his grandchildren when Beth and Jerry can't. Both he and Beth are trying to repair their relationship, though, Beth's feelings toward what happened are still a lot stronger and more sore, making it harder for her to forgive her father.

He is a kinder Rick, and cares about his grand babies. (Because I just need to see a Rick who actively cares for, and who isn't cruel to Morty and Summer...I'm starved for it...) And when they come to live with him on occasion, he uses the opportunity to tutor them in things they might not learn, or know yet in school. So they are somewhat ahead of the game.

He is more concerned for his grandson, however. As Morty struggles to comprehend information and retain it, often being exceeded by his sister. His speech impediment is more severe, and so he opts not to talk most of the time. And he just sort of goes along with his sister's antics. Though, he focuses easier on things that interest him, like animals and taking apart and putting together RC cars. And as for Summer, she is more outspoken than her brother, and very easily can become the lead in any group of peers, knowing how to sway the crowd. Library isn't concerned for her in any schooling environment. Rather, he is more concerned about the trouble her brain may get her in one day...

Anyway... that's it... It's midnight and I'm practically falling asleep... Thank you for reading if you did... Sorry it was so long...

#K-355 #rick and morty oc #rick oc #rick and morty #rick sanchez #morty smith #summer smith #rambles #ramblings #oc rant #Library Rick

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starlostseungmin · 11 months ago

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a wedding and an unexpected meeting — han jisung.

୨୧‎ 𖹭⠀⁺　best man!han x fem!reader (she/her pronouns).

SUMMARY: 　you caught his attention during the wedding ceremony and after that, he couldn’t stop thinking about you.

GENRE & WARNING/S:　 fluff, strangers-to-lovers, han and reader’s characters are inspired by charles and carrie, han is smitten, skz members that were mentioned and the reader are in their late 20s, alcohol consumption, swearing, a few paragraphs of kissing, inaccurate description of places maybe? semi-proofread, lmk if i missed one.

WORD COUNT: 　4.1k

୨୧‎ 𖹭⠀⁺　inspired by four weddings and a funeral, if you haven’t watched it then you should! also note that the places mentioned are inaccurate, so please don’t mind everything. dedicating this to @starseungs for surviving a bad week and to han for it is his birthday today !! don’t forget to reblog and leave feedback.

“Don’t be such a doofus! Go and talk to her!” Jisung heard Hyunjin say after he kept banging his head on the pole of a random tent at the reception.

He’s been greeting everyone and received congratulatory messages that would later be relayed to his brother. With all smiles and handshakes, the draining social interactions, and trying to keep up with the conversation, Jisung just wanted to have his forehead get struck by the pole but then, the “you” situation happened. It created this burning urge inside of him that he wanted to make a move yet your presence being his top priority, he couldn’t move at all.

“What if she won’t like me?” Jisung answered with doubt in his voice as he looked at Hyunjin worriedly. “I’m such an awkward person! You know I never approached someone before!” He added, grabbing Hyunjin’s collar making the latter almost spill his glass of champagne.

“The woman won’t eat you alive Han! Man up.” Hyunjin groaned, trying to get his friend’s grip off from his expensive suit.

“Easy for you to say! You’re handsome and people would swoon over you. I am surprised that you’re still single in your late 20s.” Jisung retorted as Hyunjin glared at him and sighed.

“So what?” Hyunjin argued, rolling his eyes in annoyance.

“Are you sure you won’t use your face to get laid tonight?” He asked with those eyes filled with sadness for his dear friend.

“I don’t give a fuck about dating and leave my hopeless romantic ass alone so go ahead and make yourself useful or something!” Hyunjin shooed as he pushed Jisung away from him. The younger boy scoffed at him while fixing his white blazer and went ahead.

“Such a waste of potential!” Jisung told him but Hyunjin just turned his back away and left the pole.

It is indeed a special day for everyone in the reception but to Jisung, it’s not just his older brother’s wedding day. He stood at the altar as one of his brother’s best men as the bride glided gracefully through the aisle way back at the church two hours ago. You stood from one of the benches after the maids of honor, wearing that beige dress to match the motif. Jisung saw you there, all beautiful and elegant, a gorgeous creature he had never seen before. It’s not safe to say that it was love at first sight but he was captured by your bewitching presence. He stood there with confidence in the hope that you’d notice him too. Maybe not, for you didn’t know who he was.

He asked for your name after the wedding ceremony but no one knew as you were new in town. You were clinging to your only friend at the venue, Jeongin whom you shared classes with when you were in college, and yet, he was out there hanging out with his other friends leaving you alone by the fountain. No hard feelings, aside from him, you were there for the bride.

“Y/N! I’m so happy you could make it.” The bride beamed as she approached you with a hug.

“Pleasure to be here. I can’t miss your wedding.” You smiled at her. “Congratulations on another chapter in your life!”

Jisung stopped in his tracks as he stood two meters away from where you and the bride were having a conversation. He was drawn into how soft-spoken you were and the way you laugh is so elegant and classy. He also finds your smile pretty and the way you keep a pleasing eye contact with the bride somewhat makes him want to experience from you as well. A short exchange of words is not your best feature when it comes to socializing but having to understand the fact that you’re not the only guest around is acceptable and it wasn’t long after that the bride left for another guest to entertain as you sat down on the rim of the fountain, sipping on your glass of wine while enjoying the busy sight of people sharing gossip and laughs.

It was his chance but shame and being bashful made him turn his back on you when the bride left as his heart started to beat faster than normal when he knew he was done waiting for you two to finish. It was crazy how his heart wouldn’t stop jumping as if it was going to rip his chest to get out from the excitement he felt the moment he laid eyes on you back at the church. He doesn’t know what to say to start a conversation and he hates himself for wasting minutes while you sit there, so beautiful in his eyes. But not until you noticed him being uneasy.

You weren’t dense not to notice him ever since the wedding march started. His eyes were on you instead of the bride but you pretended not to put much thought into it because maybe he was looking at someone else. Another guest went to you and told you about a guy asking for your name but he was called by Jeongin (surprisingly) even before you could say your name. He was also going to approach you first but the bride beat him to it and when it was his turn, he couldn’t move, instead, you could see the shape of his back from where you were sitting. And that’s when you were sure, it was you he was interested about.

“You know, you’ll never get the girl if you stay still on your spot.” You said making him flinch in response and slowly turning around to face you.

“H-Hi?” Jisung greeted you with that sheepish smile of his as you stood up from the rim and walked toward him.

“Hi.” You smiled and oh boy, he was smitten. It was like having to see an angel amid a large crowd.

“I’m sorry if I ever made you uncomfortable, I’m not a creep or anything. I’m justー” Jisung said, waving his hands in front of you implying that he has nothing but good intentions.

“No, no, I totally understand.” You said cutting him off and offering your hand for a shake. “I’m Y/F/N (your full name), the bride’s college roommate and you are?”

“Jisung, but everyone calls me Han. I’m the younger brother of the groom.” He said, shaking your hand and it was so soft that he didn’t want to let go. “Nice to meet you.”

“Nice to meet you too, Han.” You smiled at him.

He is cuteーthat you admitーhe also stood out from everyone else as he wore that white blazer among the four other best men his brother had recruited. His long black locks were styled neatly with a bit of his bangs sprayed still on the sides of his face, a white polo shirt inside that white blazer, a cream-colored tie around his collar, the black slacks, and the shoes, he looked neat and attractive. Han didn’t want to leave a bad impression when this day ends and Hyunjin was right, he needed to man up to finally be able to get himself useful to society and flirt. He can’t blame the poor man for not having a lot of experience when it comes to finding a partner, and so do you.

Despite his feeling of shame and you, not loving to interact with strangers, you are thankful that he came by albeit there was a long pause between you and him. To be honest with yourself, you didn’t know how to start a conversation either but Han most definitely caught your attention as well and you’re happy about it. The loneliness faded into thin air as his smile brought color into your gloomy and colorless solo flight.

Maybe it was fate that brought the two of you together in the same place at the same event. The sounds of people coming and going, their conversations, the laughter, and the wind were making the atmosphere somewhat entertaining to listen to. Jeongin was talking with his old friends, and Hyunjin was with them. Everyone is busy with their bubbles leaving you and Han together.

“So uhm, do you know anyone around here?” He asked you, finally breaking the ice.

“Apart from the bride, there’s Jeongin.” You said pointing at your dear friend using your glass of wine.

“Oh, you’re with Jeongin? I’m sorry!” He said, upon realizing you must’ve been taken and mentally wanting to slap him square on the face.

“No!” You giggled. “I mean, not in that kind of relationship. We shared classes in college with the bride so we’re pretty close. We’re just friends and I came here with him.” You reassured as Jisung sighed in relief. “You know him?” You asked.

“Yeah, he’s a family friend and a business partner. I thought you were together.” He blurted out making you laugh.

“Oh, but it’s not that.” You smiled, taking a glance at Jeongin from afar. “Actually, it has been a while since the last time we saw each other since he started working and I’m on break from my masters.” You added.

“Masters?” He asked, feeling intrigued.

“Yeah, Liberal Arts in a university in (country).” You answered, sipping a few amounts of wine.

“Wow! You’re amazing. So you’re new in town?” Jisung must’ve been entertained in this conversation as he kept getting interested. With such beauty that also possesses a great mind, he is never going to turn his back away from this.

“Well, you could say that because I have never been outside of Seoul before. It’s my first time to be here in Chuncheon.” You said as Jisung nodded thinking it might be a good chance to know you more.

“Well, I could show you aroundーI mean…” Jisung wanted to slap himself for being direct and let the ground eat him because of embarrassment but he only earned another laugh from you which made it more degrading but endearing at the same time for he finds it cute. “I mean, if you’re not going to leave for Seoul or if you still have time before your break ends. I swear, nothing creepy though. I mean… uhm… it’s just that…well fuck.” He stammered with a flustered look on his face.

“I get it, Han.” You giggled at his cuteness making him red as his hands got shaky and cold. “I’ll be back in Seoul by Friday afternoon so that gives you a day left to show me around.”

“Really?”

You know it wasn’t right to trust a stranger at first hello but the thing with Han Jisung is just so shielded. He’s the cute guy you met at the wedding and finally pursued a conversation. Not only that, he made a subtle way to ask you out and you answered. Even him got surprised. He wasn’t expecting you’d be up to it immediately. There’s nothing suspicious about those round eyes and cute cheeks with all the stammering and awkwardness.

“Yeah.” You said. It seemed like you were desperate too but it’s been lonely since you arrived yesterday. Jeongin was with his friends and only accompanied you to dinner because you were too shy to go along with the other guests staying at the same hotel. “But I have to leave in a few minutes since I need to submit some paperwork to my professor before the deadline tonight.”

“Where are you staying? I can walk you there or give you a rideー”

“It’s fine Han, I’m just at the bride and groom’s hotel until Friday after lunchtime. How about you?”

“Well, they’re planning to have a yacht party tonight so I’ll be there with my friends and newlyweds of course.” He answered as you gave him a nod.

“I hope you’ll have fun later.” You smile at him as you take a glance at your wristwatch.

“Thanks.” He said as he noticed you looking at the time. “Is it okay if I walk you back to your hotel?” He asked as you look at him again.

“Wouldn’t your brother and friends look for you?” You asked him.

“They wouldn’t. They know I don’t like big crowds and my friend just shooed me away before I came to you.” He said making you laugh again in response and place your empty glass of wine on the waiter’s glass tray who happened to walk by.

“That wouldn’t be a problem.” You said.

“Lead the way!” He beamed.

You knew you had a lot to talk about while you were on your way to the hotel not far from the reception. It was a breezy afternoon and the sun was almost at its peak to welcome the night sky. Han is sure to have a lot of things to share as you listen to him. A long exchange of words happened and it is quite entertaining knowing that you (surprisingly) have a lot in common. He is the type of guy to smile a lot and gets really hyped when excited. You, on the other hand, got smitten with him and found it cute. The jokes he said and the laughs you’ve shared, he’s funny without making any effort.

When it was your turn to say something about yourself, it came out to be unexpected with all the things you carried from the moment you met Jeongin and the bride. You made him laugh out of your clumsiness, for being forgetful nowadays because you get busy. After all, he can totally relate and tell you he would always carry a piece of paper and a pen with him despite having a notes app on his phone. The story of you being single for a while after a nameless, stupid, irrational guy dumped you during the anniversary of your university way back in college and how flings don’t work on you because the guys you tried to date were all fuckers. Jisung wanted to be different.

It wasn’t the wine that you had earlier but minute by minute that you spent with him, Jisung became more handsome in your eyes. You could listen to his voice all day without getting tired of it and the fact that he also mentioned that he sings, made your heart leap even more. He came out to be somewhat nerdy but in an acceptable way and he is thankful for letting him talk about a lot of things without getting bored of him. The anxiousness of having a stranger beside you just vanished as you became comfortable with his presence yet you know that he’s not a stranger anymore but a new person you decided to open the door to your life even if it’s just for a short while.

“Well, this is me.” You said as you both stopped at the entrance of the hotel.

“It was nice spending some time with you Y/N.” He smiled despite the feeling of sadness he had inside because he didn’t want it to end.

“Thank you for keeping me company, Han.” You smiled back and he knew he had to leave in a few minutes for the party tonight.

“Not a problem actually but uhm…” He paused. “May I ask you out tomorrow? I mean, you mentioned you’re not so familiar with Chuncheon so maybe I can show you around? If that conversation and agreement is still valid of course! I mean, I won’t take it to heart if you’re notー” He stopped when he felt your lips on his cheek making him turn red.

“You may.” You smiled at him as he was utterly speechless.

“S-so, uhm… will 9 or 10 in the morning tomorrow?” He asked, feeling bashful as ever.

“9 am would be great. Good night, Han.”

“Good night.” He said.

And with you disappearing across the double doors of the hotel’s entrance Jisung almost passed out. His heart was going crazy again but good for him, he finally asked you out. He may want to thank Hyunjin for shooing him away earlier just to get to you but for now, he wanted to keep it sane for himself and let the excitement burst later when he’s alone. A big and cheeky smile is plastered on his face as he takes his way back to the reception to meet his friends so he can get a ride to the yacht party later.

“Where have you been?” That’s what Changbin asked the moment he arrived, still having that lovesick smile on his face earning a disgusted look from his friends.

“Yeah, did you finally get laid?” Hyunjin smirked making him slap his arm in response as the smile faded and turned into an annoyed one.

“With whom?” Jeongin asked, feeling intrigued.

“Oh shut up you three.” Jisung sighs. “I met a girl, talked to her, walked her back to the hotel, and asked her out.” He said.

“Finally! You made yourself useful for once, Han.” Hyunjin clapped. “Is it the girl in a beige dress?” He asked as Changbin and Jeongin raised a brow.

“Yep,” Jisung smiled. “Thank you for leaving Y/N alone earlier, Jeongin, I owe you one.” He added, taking the younger one’s hands and shaking them violently.

“You were with Y/N?” Jeongin gasped despite his disbelief.

“Who?” Changbin asked, feeling completely out of place.

“None of your goddamn business. I’m taking her out tomorrow and perhaps, show her around Chuncheon so you three can go hiking without me. Ha!” Jisung exclaimed and made his way to the car, dancing in joy. The three of his friends looked at each other in amusement and later shrugged the thoughts off to move to the next venue.

It was already dark when they left the reception after getting everyone’s attention to announce that to those who wanted to attend the after-party at the yacht by the coast. Changbin was driving as Hyunjin and Jeongin were talking. Jisung was surprisingly quiet despite his excitement earlier and he was beating himself upーthinking about giving up the after-party to get back to the hotelーhe couldn’t wait to spend the day tomorrow and he could only decide to meet you halfway from his next destination. It’d be stupid if he’d ask Changbin to stop the car and make an excuse for having an upset stomach when in fact he walked out of the car and went back to the hotel. Hyunjin wasn’t convinced about Jisung being a pathological liar but they let him go anyway.

Jisung didn’t get scared of the dark when he decided to leave and went straight to your hotel when all of the guests were heading to the yacht. You stayed behind because of the commitment to your masters and you didn’t want to fail. Jisung asked the front desk about your room being out of breath because of the running as you typed into your laptop by the windowsill, trying to get a nice view of this foreign place. You weren’t expecting any unexpected things to happen tonight aside from submitting paperwork not until you heard a knock outside your door. The laptop is soon left unattended on your couch as you make your way to the door and take a peek from the small hole. It was him.

“Han?” You asked, immediately after opening the door for him.

He was still wearing his suit and was about to knock again. It looks like he was hesitating to get here but there was this unspoken spark and excitement in his eyes that he could not hold it in that’s why he ended up here. Also, he can’t get you out of his mind and seems to have a lot to say to you albeit in the conversation you had this afternoon. Being frozen on his spot, he couldn’t construct the words into sentences the moment you opened the door and just stared at you, thinking what he should say or just let his lips crash onto yours because of his goddamn feelings. He admits, he was curious and drawn into you the time he laid his eyes on you and now he’s here trying to make up the time he wasted after saying good night.

“Han, what are you doing here?” You asked. “I thought you were going to the after-party.”

“Changed my mind on my halfway there.” He said. “Well, I know I said I’ll be here tomorrow by 9 but I just couldn’t wait.”

“What?” You asked again, confused but you couldn’t lie to yourself that you feel the same even though you just met hours ago.

“Y/N.” He called as he locked eyes with you and there he realized it was indeed love at first sight. “Fuck.” He hissed, feeling his lips onto yours.

It was unexpected but without hesitation, you returned the kiss. Your arms wrapped around his neck as you pulled him inside while he closed the door from behind. His kisses were desperate and longing at first filled with unspoken words as they became tender and exploratory with a hint of excitement and commitment. Your eyes shut at the slam of your lips together, the taste of wine and champagne getting mixed lingered upon the kiss. It was sweet as your lips molded together, feeling each other’s hot breaths at the tip of your noses as it got deeper.

Your hands reached for his neat hair which was now messy and disheveled as your fingers played with the long strands of his black locks. He snaked his one hand around your waist to pull you closer to his body and let you melt against his kisses while the other hand was placed on your jaw to feel it better. The kiss is tempting and hot. It wasn’t like the kisses you felt before from the guys you allegedly dated, not even close to your first kiss when you were in middle school. Jisung’s kiss is so different as you feel sincerity and fondness. You didn’t want to break it, you wanted to feel a little bit more.

Jisung doesn’t want to stop either but the fact that kissing someone he just met is a bold and shameful move. He loved your lips at first taste and now you’re getting pinned against your door hearing a loud thud as he continued to move his lips on yours. You hugged him again as he placed his knee between your legs so you couldn’t escape and you didn’t have the intention to. He could feel how eager you were that it made him smirk against your lips and he couldn’t stop himself from it.

Your hands reached for his collar to pull him closer to yours to feel more although you know it’s not right for you to be this desperate. I didn’t matter anymore. The years of not being able to be kissed properly are something that you don’t deserve and now Jisung is the very first one to make your heart flutter like butterflies, you can’t just let him go after this. He also knew you felt the same the moment you got struck like lightning by his frantic kiss. Again, it doesn’t matter. You want him too, that’s all you both need to know.

“I want to be with you,” He said, slightly pulling away from your lips upon trying to catch his breath. You locked eyes with him again as you placed a soft kiss on his lips before smiling at him.

“Isn’t it weird that I want to be with you too?” You asked him as he chuckled in response.

“No, it’s not.” He said. “Did I interrupt something before I…”

“No,” You said cheekily and kissed him again. “Are you staying for the night?”

“If I’m allowed to?” He answered between the kisses.

“You may.” You answered before pulling away. “But what about the party?”

“I can’t go now that we’re doing this.” He giggled. “Let me stay here for a while. I mean my room is just above this floor so I’ll take some clothes and we can spend the rest of the night together and go on a date tomorrow like we agreed…?” He added as he caressed your cheek, still keeping that eye contact with you.

“Sure, let’s do that.” You said as he gave you a forehead kiss before excusing himself to go to his room, leaving you all hot and a blushing mess. Meanwhile, he was out there by the hallway dancing while humming his favorite tune and being all smiley about what just happened.

It is indeed a special day, a wedding, and an unexpected meeting.

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the-hearth-and-the-wild · 1 year ago

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You are like a lantern swathed and covered, hidden away in a dark place. Yet the light shines; they could not put out the light. They could not hide you.

Ursula K. Le Guin, The Tombs of Atuan

#book quotes #ursula k. le guin #ursula le guin #Earthsea #tombs of atuan #books and libraries #literature #fantasy quotes

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soo0hee · 7 months ago

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Not so Innocent

Pairing — Yoon Jeonghan x afab!Reader

Summary — Jeonghan has the sneaking suspecion that you might have a thing for praise... maybe he's right...

Genre — smut

Warnings — heavy makeout session, humping, tell me if i missed sumn

Word Count — 0.5k

Rating — NSFW - ☕️☕️☕️

A/N — Here you go @svtiddiess ✨️

Disclaimer: this fic is written and copyrighted by ©soo0hee on tumblr. do not rewrite or repost on any other plattforms without my permission.

Ever since your 4th date with Jeonghan, the man had a feeling that you weren´t as innocent as you portrayed yourself to be.

It was little things at first; almost not noticeable to anyone who wasn´t as observant as he was but once you looked closer, it was obvious. Things like how squirmy you got when you watched a movie that turned a bit more spicy then you expected, the books in your shelf you were sure he had no idea what they were about or how you seemed to preen once complimented about things as simple as cooking dinner for your night together. And that wasn´t even mentioning how you reacted once he had you in his bed, withering underneath his touches that managed to pull the sweetest of sounds from your lips!

But the reaction once he had absentmindedly called you a good girl for managing to follow his instruction on how to dance one of their choreographies was the ultimate give away. The way you froze for a second when the words had registered and how you had avoided his eyes for quite a few minutes until the heat from your cheeks had settled a bit and you were sure you didn´t look like a flustered mess.

He had been able to see right through it and had to ban the smug smile from his face.

´So, good girl hmm?` he thought to himself and saved that information for later that night.

And that’s how you found yourself on Jeonghan´s lap just a few hours later in his apartment. Lips clashing with his and tongues fighting for dominance while his hands were grinding your hips against his very prominent bulge. Soft breathy gasps brushed against his face and he bucked up into you in response.

With skilled fingers he pulled the shirt you were wearing over your head and threw it somewhere into the room, waiting to be picked up later.

Jeonghan grabbed the back of your neck to pull you in closer and quickly you found yourself pressed into the soft cushions of the couch.

“Are you going to keep being my good girl and let me fuck you tonight?” he let up and whispered into your ear, feeling you still in your movements. Jeonghan smiled his signature smile with his head tilted to the side and the tip of his tongue peeking out in between his teeth.

“Ahh, so I was right! You do have a thing for praise!” he teased and made you stare up at him like a deer in headlights.

You opened your mouth to defend yourself but all that came out was an unintelligible stammer.

The vocalist took great pleasure in your reaction and pressed a soft kiss to your nose.

“Don´t worry. I fully plan on making great use of that…”

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hee0soo · 9 months ago

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Children of the Sea

Pairing — KimHongjoongxafab!Reader

Summary — Living in a small town where everyone knew eachother, visitors were quickly recognized and sometimes freedom loving young women were especially drawn to said visitors... or maybe just their captain...

Genre — fluff, angst, smut, Pirate AU

Warnings — oral, fingering, penetrative sex , death, alcoholism, death by burning, death in childbirth

Word Count — 13.3k

Rating — nsfw

A/n: Thank you @caelesjjk for the wonderful header! <33

Disclaimer: this fic is written and copyrighted by ©hee0soo on tumblr. do not rewrite or repost on any other plattforms without my permission.

"To be free means to be independent, not to be influenced by what others think or say!"

Those words were ringing in your ears as you stared over the edge of the cliff and down into the dark water that came crashing into the rocky surface of the stone in giant waves. Sat up there, you could almost make yourself believe that your life was good! That it was how you wanted it do be! But it wasn't. Far from it actually!

You were no fool. You knew that other girls your age were long married of to the richest suitor, waiting to bare their children and become the perfect little housewife! The thought alone send shivers down your spine. Remembering what it had done to your own mother, how she had withered away during those months she had carried your little brother in her womb only to tragically bleed out on while giving birth made your fingers dig into the soil and grass you sat on!

There were still moments where you thought you could hear her screams of said summer day echo through the night, making you miss her so much more. The nightmares her desperate screams had cause little 9 year old you had followed you for ages and the way it had suddenly been silent in your little cottage still haunted you to this day...

Years later is where you found yourself still mourning her soothing touch as she ran her gentle hand over your face when you had woken up from a bad dream as a child. You mourned the songs she had sang to you that you would never be able to hear again and how your little brother would never hear it at all...

Jungwon was the definition of soft, sunny and innocent, the carbon copy of who your mother had been as a person! Something your father had come to despise more and more the older the boy became. The man hated his sons soft nature, trying to make the perfect man out of the 11 year old but seemingly failing at it! Much to distracted to care for the disappointment of a daughter he had, the old man spend his days screaming, drinking and barely keeping the family Inn out of debts. The fact that it was you who kept things truly running, went ignored. Not that you cared anyways.

Enjoying the breeze of cold sea wind tugging at your face and the fabric of your skirts, you let out a long exhausted breath. The sun, drowning the scenery in a orange glowing hue was setting already and it was time to return home.

You got up, grass stains visible on your dress, looking back at the sea wondering what else could be out there for you. Probably nothing, but you liked to imagine that there was something else waiting for you out there then the sheltered and lonely life you had here. Your eyes focused on the ship sailing towards land and you couldn't help but stare for a moment longer. There was something about it that captured your interest!

Shaking yourself out of the trance you were in you quickly ran back to the village. It was almost time for dinner and you were not planning to let Jungwon go to bed on an empty stomach. That you were going to work all night without any food for yourself went ignored. You were used to it at this point and your brother needed it more, he was a growing boy after all.

Jungwons face visibly brightened at the sight of you appearing in your kitchen. His shaggy brown hair artfully braided back to prevent it from falling into his eyes and the big smile tugged at your heart. You couldn't help but brush your fingers over the side of his face as you past him and got ready to serve the admittedly sparse dinner of bread, cheese and a little meat to the 2 men of the family. The grim look on the old mans face didn't bothered you in the slightest. The smell of alcohol on him however did! It meant that he was already drunk and that you would probably have to work until the early morning hours again without him showing up to help out!

"An where wee you again?" the man hollowed, speech already slurred which told you all you needed to know.

"Helping Madame Delacroix with the new delivery of fruits. She promised to bring some over tomorrow." you said sounding utterly unimpressed by the tone of his voice. It wasn't a lie! Before you had wandered of and watched the sunset, you had helped the older woman you called your neighbor. And you didn't plan on telling where else you had been. Instead you winked at your little brother who had to hide a giggle as he took a bite from the slice of bread you had put in front of him.

Your father huffed annoyed, looking at the food with disgust. Long used to the complaints of the bread being to dry or the meat being tasteless you busied yourself with listening to Jungwon telling you about his day instead. The happiness that radiated from him was almost contagious.

"Will you read me a bed time story later?" the boy wanted to know and promptly pouted when you shook your head.

"Why nooot?" he whined.

"I'm sorry Wonnie, but I'll be at the Inn already when you go to bed later."

It was evident that the child didn't like that but he accepted defeat quickly, knowing that arguing would get him nowhere. "Ah don be such a wuss boy! Your sistr shouln be coddling ya so much, you weak nough already..."

Could looks kill, your father would have fallen out of his seat right then and there! Not that he wasn't close to falling of it anyway.

"Ignore him!" you mouthed at him and received a nod in return.

Soon the food was gone and without a word your father staggered out of the kitchen, almost falling over in the process. Where to you didn't know and you didn't want to.

"Will you be okay alone? You know that you have to lock the doors and to-"

"To come to the Inn and stay with you if there's something wrong? Yes I know sister, don't worry I'm a strong boy with a dagger!"

Of course he knew the rules, you had made sure of that early on. It wasn't safe, by far not but with the way things were you didn't have another choice and you had to trust that nothing would happen.

Taking a step towards Jungwon, brushed your hand over his head and placed a kiss on his temple. "Someday things will be different l promise!"

"I know and now go! I will be fine and father is here too."

That wasn't as reassuring to you as he thought but you nodded, a pained smile grazed your lips as you left. Your stomach was growling and you hoped that you could snag a bowl of stir-fry from the Inn kitchen later on.

The way wasn't far and you were the first one there to open the establishment. Soon 3 coworkers would arrive to cover their shifts for the night but as the daughter of the boss that never showed his face, you took on that role.

The candles were already lit up when the first one arrived. Yoongi, your head chef , could be compared with a grumpy cat! Ready to strike at any given moment but still lovable and in need of some head scratches.

And then there was Hyunjin, flirty and always ready for a chat. Oh and always ready to either punch or kiss Jisung, the man who came in only to bother the waiter you called your best friend. You were sure that the two were somehow involved with each other but both firmly denied that.

He waved shortly and helped you sweep the floor once more before you opened and then vanished in the back. Hyunjin liked the dramatics of always being falling through the door just minutes before you turned the Closed-sign around to show Open instead and so, like always he flew in right when you wanted to turn the sign around. He apologized hurriedly and promised to never let that happen again. It caused Yoongi to laugh loudly from the back. As if. The dark mark sucked into the skin of his throat almost glowing!

The evening went and the night began and with it customers started pouring in. You knew most of them, it was a small down after all and nothing out of the ordinary happened.

It was the usual. Men came into get drunk or have their fun with the ladies searching for a good time and strip those idiots of their money, as long as there was no drama you didn't care or the occasional traveler searching for a room to sleep in and a warm meal. Nothing out of the Ordinary until the door opened and in came 4 men that were complete strangers to you. One glance to Hyunjin told you that he too was clueless to who they were. They looked like trouble as they sat down at the bar where you were making sure that drinks were being filled so Hyunjin could quickly deliver them to the tables.

Thankfully they kept to themselves for the most part. The shrieking laugh from one of them however could clearly be heard in the entire Inn! You would lie if you said that the first time didn't surprise you so much that you almost dropped the jug of beer you were filling causing Hyunjin to almost drop to the floor laughing. Quickly whacking him with a towel you made sure he knew how displeased you were and you hoped they hadn't noticed your little moment.

"What can I get you gentlemen?" Leaning against bar counter you looked at them expectantly.

Four pairs of dark brown eyes found your e/c ones with various degrees of surprise or interest.

The loud one was sitting there, wide-eyed and open mouth as if he had just wanted to say something. His black hair framed his face beautifully, not a piece out of line.

The tallest one—with honey-blonde hair sticking up wildly—had his head propped up on his ring-clad fingers. His white shirt was only halfway buttoned up, exposing the entirety of his very toned chest.

Next to him was another black haired one with mesmerizingly soft features that reminded you of your mother; and last, but not least, the one that glared at you, very unimpressed.

His silver hair was short at the sides and long on top, tied back with chains of black, white, and what seemed to be a gold chain. His ears were adorned with multiple earrings and a face reminding you of the fairies in old tales…

"Uhm, 3 beers and 1 whiskey please?" the tall one said, sounding unexpectedly shy even with his deep voice and you turned to look at him instead of staring at his fairy friend.

"Sure. Want anything else? Maybe some food?"

3 of them shook their heads while their friend was still not taking his eyes off of you.

"Here you go! Tell me if you need anything else!" You put the filled jugs and the glass down in front of them. "Thank you darlin."

Surprised by the higher pitched voice of the glaring stranger, your eyes found his again. It fit him well. You had to admit that he was handsome and definitely your type as he swirled the whiskey around in his glass with a calmness you envied him for.

You bit your lip, quickly turning away to get away from the situation.

A little further, old Jinyoung was hitting the bar like he tried to catch flies to get your attention. You rolled your eyes. The man was a regular and regularly he drank himself under the table, tumbling out of the Inn almost blackout drunk only to come back the next day and repeat it all over again. That’s how it had been ever since you were old enough to work for your father. He was nice, at least when he got what he wanted, but also very loud and had the tendency to flirt with everything that had legs.

"Aye girl, don ya look lovely today. How bout ya give an old man like me nother refill?" Jinyoung slurred, followed by a burp that had you grimacing at the smell.

"Don't you think you had enough already? I'm sure your wife is waiting for you." With furrowed brows he waved you off. "Don kid yaself girl!"

Hyunjin caught your eyes from across the room, balancing a tray of empty bowls and jugs as he made his way into the kitchen to rinse them clean. The waiter had never been a fan of the drunk man who continued rambling about the hardships of his life and marriage and tried to stay seated upright.

"Just throw him out. Man is wasted enough as it is and probably won't remember tonight at this point. Not like that's anything new..." he suggested in passing. Not bothering to answer him, instead you watched the old man eventually do tip over only to be caught be the loud shrieking stranger.

Huffing, you thought about it. Maybe your friend was right and you should send him on his way to sober up. A shudder ran down your spine at the thought of possibly provoking an argument.

"Ahh, Jinyoung-ssi, I think you had enough for tonight... Maybe come back tomorrow but I think you should go home and sleep a little."

A deep frown fell upon the mans face after the words had registered in his foggy brain.

"Thas not on ya to descide foolish girl!" he snapped, words barely audible at this point. "N' now gimme 'nother!"

Customers were turning their heads to see what the commotion was about, only to turn back to their own tables when they recognized who the cause of it was they were all used to the antics of the drunkard. The side eye he received from the four men beside him almost made you snort.

"I don't think so. Please leave my Inn and sober up."

Reaching for the jug, you planned to take it from him. Although horribly intoxicated, his reflex in grabbing onto your arm was still sharp and a dull pain made itself known.

"Let my arm go, now!" you hissed lowly, eyes focused on his hand tightly holding onto your wrist.

Not reacting to your demand, his grip only got tighter. The pain only getting stronger. You winced.

"Let go!"

Jinyoung growled, sounding much like a wild animal at the moment.

"I think the Lady told ya to let go of her just now…”

Shocked by the sudden help, your head whirled around to where the silver haired man was taking a sip of his glass, effectively emptying it in the process and slamming onto the counter. The noise left the man still holding onto you startled, giving you the chance to try and twist yourself out of his hold!

Glaring at the much younger man Jinyoung snarled, "Non of ya business!" only to turn back to you.

"Now about tha beer girl-"

The sound of a blade hitting the wooden surface of your bar cut him off. The silver haired stranger twisted a dagger between his fingers, reflecting the light of the candles brightly. The unspoken threat hanging in the air loud and clear.

"Captain!" his deep voiced companion warning quietly, receiving a blow to the side from the black haireds elbow.

“Ya gonna let her go now?"

The pressure on your arm went away but you could still feel his fingers lingering on it. Teeth bared, the man pulled out o few coins clumsily, dropped them on the counter. Stumbling out the door. while curses escaped him on the way out.

Turning back to them, you watched the stranger put his dagger aside. Eyes catching his, you nodded in acknowledgment to thank him. For a split second you thought you could see the corner of his mouth twitching upwards. Giving you the slightest hint of a smile!

Things calmed down again. Only your nerves were still a little unsettled, making you inhale to calm yourself.

It was already early in the morning and people slowly started to leave until everyone safe for you, Hyunjin and Yoongi were left to clean up. The first rays of the morning sun illuminated the Inn already when you were finally able to closeup and say goodbye to the two men.

Tired and ready to fall into bed until you had to get up again, you went straight past your snoring father who had passed out on the stairs it seemed, checked on Jungwon one last time before you your door behind you.

Sleep however didn't come easy, even with the blanket pulled up to your nose. The fabric felt unusual scratchy on your skin.

Your thoughts began to wander as you turned and twisted to find a position comfortable enough to let you fall asleep. They went back to the whiskey drinking captain. For the rest of the night you had felt him watching your every move up until they left again. It had left you more flustered then you would like to admit!

His piercing stare seemed to haunt you even now! You would be lying if you said you weren't intrigued as well. But now it was to late. The handsome stranger was gone and the chance of running into him again was close to none...

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3 Days later you were on the way to buy some much needed food at the market down at the docks! The fisher boats were out at sea at this time of day so there weren’t that many ships there today, safe for one you had never seen before.

It looked familiar in a way and although you couldn’t pinpoint where you had seen it before, you felt an energy radiating off of it that mesmerized you!

Even early in the morning, the streets were already filled with people who -just like you- were running errands. Buzzing with life that forced you to navigate through the crowd, empty pressed closely to your front to prevent sneaky hands from stealing from right under your nose.

"How are you dear one? How is little Jungwon doing today?" Taeyeon, the bakers wife asked excided to see you. Stroking her swollen stomach ever so gently with her hand, she handed a still warm Loaf of bread to you.

"We are doing ok, thank you for asking! How's the baby doing in there? Still keeping you awake?" The older woman took the offered coins, nodding at your question.

"They sure do! I just hope they won't do the same once they're born..."

Knowing full well that she would probably get even less sleep then now soon, Taeyeon laughed.

You weren't one to indulge in the business of others, not if you could avoid it at least. But something about the bakers wife just warmed your heart. You couldn't help but admire her! She was one of the few women who did not let anyone decide for her! Someone who was smart, confident and very vocal about the unfair treatment women got from most men! Her marriage wasn't arranged, she had refused that early on and fought tooth and nails when her parents had suggested that as a young girl!

That was what you wanted too!

"And concerning your order for the Inn, it will be ready for you to pickup later today. Or do you need my husband to deliver it?"

You shook your head. No Yoongi already volunteered to pick it up the day prior on his way to work, meaning there was no need to cause any more work for them. "Okay, just tell us if you need anything else!"

The woman hurried to tend to the next customer leaving you to continue your own shopping. Still having to get some fresh milk, fish and herbs, you turned on your heel and ran straight into the firm chest of the man standing behind you.

Almost dropping the bread, your hand flew up to rest over your racing heart. His own holding onto your elbows to avoid you hitting the ground.

"Oh my god! I'm so sorry, I wasn't watch -" You stopped in your tracks, recognizing the man who had threatened Jinyoung just a few days ago.

"Ya okay, nothing happened." He rasped, looking just as handsome as a few nights ago, voice sending a pleasant shudder over your skin. His eyes lit up, clearly recognizing you.

Ignoring the annoyed complaints from around you because you just stood there without any implication of moving along. Your could feel your heart racing underneath where your palm rested still. Now that you stood right in front of him and there was no counter separating you from him for entirely different reasons then just surprise! He was close enough that you could feel the warmth of his skin through the fabric of his shirt and his breath his your face, making you heat up rapidly as his focus trailed from your eyes to your mouth, down to the low cut neckline where he caught a glimpse of your cleavage and backup. Your cheeks were burning!

It took a moment for you to come back to reality. The reality that you were pressed right against a total stranger! You! An unmarried women! It was enough to take a step back and his hold loosened.

For the first time his face relaxed and a friendly yet dangerous smile crossed his face.

"Ya the owner of the Inn right?" he mused.

"The owners daughter actually! You really helped me out a few days ago, thank you again for that…”

Moving along you thanked him hoping that you weren't embarrassing yourself right now.

He waved it of nonchalantly, like it was no big deal. "Ah it was nothin. Some just don't know when to stop drinkin!

Reaching the farmers stand you pointed at a small wheel of cheese which you paid for and continued on your way. Stranger still walking along to the next stand.

"It seemed like ya were used to it already," he stated and you shrugged. He was right after all and there was no point denying it.

"Well kind off. Jinyoung comes in every night so yes, you could say I'm used to it."

Displeasure flew across his face. "And your father let's him back in? With the way he acts around his daughter?"

Shrugging you stepped around a goat that ran through the crowd. "He'd have to stop drinking himself to notice that."

Why you told him all that you had no idea! He was a stranger who's name you didn't even know, and here you were talking about things that had no business being talked about with him!

You could feel his piercing gaze on you but ignored it. There was nothing you could say either way.

With full arms you took the herbs you needed from the apothecary, trying to juggle every without dropping it when the bread was suddenly taken from you.

"Here let me help you!"

„Thank you…“

„Ya can call me captain.“ Snorting you gave him aside glance. „Yeah, I’m not gonna do that!“

„Well then how about Hongjoong?“

You gave him an amused smile. " Nice to meet you Hongjoong, I'm y/n! L/N y/n!"

Together you walked, talking and teasing like you have never done so before until you came to a halt. Hongjoong recognized the ally where the Inn was, but was surprised to see that you led him to the back entrance instead.

The backdoor led to a little room that was connected to the main room and functioned as an office. There were books and parchment everywhere. It looked like a tsunami had went threw it.

You pointed to a side table to signal where he could put the food he had carried down.

"I'll be going through the books for a bit and take everything home later. Will I be seeing you again sometime? I'd would be my pleasure..."

Hongjoong thought for a second before answering. "Maybe ya will, Wooyoung has been begging me to come here again either way!"

The name didn't sound familiar but you guessed that it was one of his friends. Huffing out a laugh, you teased lighthearted," So you would only come back here to keep your crew mate happy? I see how it is Captain Hongjoong!"

An amused laugh resonated through the small room.

"Well, l/n y/n, ya'll see me around!"

And he was gone again. The whole encounter left you feeling various things at once. Happy that you got to see the handsome man again and even got to know his name, sad that he was gone again already and equally excited and impatient to see him again!

Suddenly the thought of having to go through the Inns income books wasn't as bad as it had sounded this morning.

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"And you talked to him?!" Hyunjin screeched, excited to hear the newest drama whilst drying a freshly cleaned plate with a rag. You winced and nodded, pulling another sound out of him that had customers turning their heads to see what the fuss was about. The waiter ducked his head at the scolding glare of Yoongi who, for once, was not hidden in the kitchen! Rubbing his hand over his ear, the cook quickly escaped. Leaving the proximity of where Hyunjins yells weren't as loud.

"How was he? He seemed really intimidating when he was here with his friends. Frowning all night long even though his friends seemed like so much fun..." It was clear that your friend wouldn't let it go and would keep bothering you until he knew every single detail about your encounter with the silver haired sailor. So you told him everything.

Jisung, who had graciously joined you at the bar once more tonight, propped his head up on his hands. A mischievous spark gleaming in his eyes.

"Sounds like our little y/n-ie has a cruuush!" he singsonged and received a rag to the face. "Yah! Have you lost it?" you snapped pouting.

Your waiter shook his head. "Nonono, for once I have to agree with what he's saying! It sounds like you were flirting, A LOT! And he flirted right back!" he agreed and Jisung mockingly stuck his tongue out at the other who responded in the same manner.

“Okay, first of all you two are acting like children and second, we were NOT flirting! And I do NOT have a crush!"

Both men looked at each other. "Sure you don't!"

You rolled your eyes, taking four filled mugs to bring them to a table near the back, leaving the two giggling lovebirds to chatter among themselves. Both of them were wrong! You hadn't flirted with the stranger and he hadn't with you!

The door swung open and a new wave of customers came in. Under them you recognized Jungwon ducking around a man who almost ran into a table. Your brother looked around searching for your familiar face and when he found it he skipped over to you.

"Wonnie what are you doing here? You should be in bed already," you questioned while balancing the empty mugs. The boy reached for some to take from you and followed you back to the bar.

"Father was being loud again." The casualness with which the boy answered left a bitter taste in your mouth. You hated it with a burning passion! Knowing that this was Jungwons reality since he was just mere moments old was one thing you couldn't help but resent! You knew what being loud meant and you were glad that your brother had chosen to leave rather then staying and listen to the old man moaning and screaming about how his children had ruined his life.

"Oh, really?" you asked dumbly, hoping to not appear to angry. Jungwon didn't notice and hummed.

"Yeah, couldn't sleep because of it," he placed the mugs on the counter for Hyunjin to clean. The tall boy looked confused for a split second but schooled his face and ruffled Jungwons hair in a friendly manner.

"You can take the bed in the back until I get out of here and then we can go home." you offered but your brother shook his head. Instead, he rounded the bar and climbed up the chair to sit next to Jisung who delightfully started to play games with him.

Yoongi let out a low whistle to get your attention. The cook had placed a steaming bowl with stew and fresh bread into your hands before signaling to Jungwon and disappeared again. The boy dug in happily and turned back to face Jisung.

You watched carefully. It wasn't often that he joined you ad work but whenever he did you always made sure that he was always around you or someone you trusted. This was after all a place filled with drunk men and women!

"Servin children in an establishment like this? 'm shocked!" the voice of Hongjoong ripped you out of your thoughts and you turned to look him in the eyes. You hadn't noticed him coming in, nor had you noticed him sitting down at the bar with his black haired friend that must have been Wooyoung.

The silver haired man winked at you which made your cheeks heat up.

"That's my brother." you stated quickly.

"’nd that's ma nightmare Wooyoung." retorted with a side smirk at his friend. Wooyoung sucked in a deep breath and answered with mock insult. "I'm wounded Captain! I thought what we had was special!"

With his hand thrown over his heart he made a pouty face at Hongjoong who just scoffed. Laughing gently you leaned against the bar.

"You're back sooner then I thought you would be,"

"What can I say? I was thirsty." Hongjoong said casually while the boy next to him snorted. "Thirsty for- "

He cut himself off at the glare he received and you hid a laugh behind your hand. Wooyoung was definitely not the type to hold back!

"And I thought you came to see me..." you quipped with an innocent smile playing on your face. You couldn't help but notice the way Hongjoongs eyes dropped to your lips and back up again. The knowing side eye from your waiter went unnoticed.

"Same as last time?"

The men both nodded and Wooyoung eyed you with a smirk but said nothing. Hyunjin filled both glass and mug and handed them to you to give to them.

Jungwon was yawning loudly and your focus went back to him.

"Tired Wonnie?"

The boy gave another yawn. "Can we go home now?"

You knew that it was way to early to close up now and with the way things were going, you didn't want to leave Hyunjin and Yoongi to have to cater all the customers alone. "You can lay down in the back if you want but I can't leave yet, I'm sorry little brother."

Jungwon rubbed his eyes.

"He can stay at my place for tonight if you want y/n. I was planning to leave soon anyways..."

Hesitating you looked at your brother and met his pleading eyes. "Fine, tonight is free of charge for you!"

Behind him Jinyoung raised his hand slowly. "Not for you!" you scowled. His hand dropped again.

The 11 year old hopped down from his stool with Jisungs help. "I'll bring him by your house later, promise!"

You waved, blew a kiss and watched Jungwon pull a face of disgust before they went out the door.

"He's cute!" Hongjoong commented after a sip whiskey.

"He is and much to young to have to suffer late nights between drunk fools…”

At the questioning looks you received from both the silver and black haired you sighed. "What I said this morning was not just a phrase,"

While Wooyoung was non the wiser, Hongjoong had a look of understanding on his face. You weren't planning on airing out to the entire town how your family life was going but judging by the expression on his face, he understood very well without needing anymore details.

A plate shattered at a nearby table which ripped you out of your stupor and you went back to work.

Throughout the night, non of your customers thankfully made any trouble. Relieved you whipped down the last table. People had cleared out and even Hyunjin and Yoongi had already left after the kitchen had been cleaned. You met Hongjoongs eyes who sat alone at the bar. His friend already gone.

"Where-" you began to ask where his companion was. "Went back to our ship already. He can handle a lot but he gets bored easily so he went back, probably to cause trouble with his shadow,"

His glass had long been empty already but something, or rather someone, stopped him from leaving too.

"Well I'm all done and since Wonnie is at Jisung's, I have no reason to go home yet. How about another drink? This time with me?"

You didn't know where this idea came from but the grin spreading out on the mans face was worth it. ”Gladly! I'll take another of those!"

He held up his glass only to get it taken from him and refilled just a second later with you rounding the bar and a glass of your own to sit where Wooyoung had sat earlier.

Silence engulfed the two of you. You felt him watching your every move while emptying your drink almost in one go.

“Seems like you needed that tonight. Ya okay little dove?" His voice was soft, soothing for your frazzled mind.

"As okay as I can be I guess. Raising a child and managing the Inn can be quite stressful at times." You snarked and turned your head to look at him. Hongjoong nodded.

"What about your mother?"

"Dead.”

While he had already thought that much, the man had not expected you to outright say it. In the short time that he had known you there were so many things that reminded him of the things he himself had gone through as a child! It was way to familiar to not be exactly what he thought.

He wished he could tell you how sorry he was that this was how you had to spend your life. Sure, the boy he met briefly tonight was an angel but he couldn't imagine that raising a child that young had ever been in your plans for life!

"Don't look so serious! It's fine and we're used to it! Better tell me when you and your pirate friends are gonna sail off again!"

The astonished look that crossed his face made you laugh loudly.

"What? Did you think I didn't know? The first night you came here the tall blond one called you Captain! You, wanted me to call you captain! And if you don't want people to know you should really change your look! You’re no exactly subtle..."

The pirate was rendered speechless at the teasing. He really thought you didn't know! He too laughed not knowing if he should get up and leave or stay right where he was.

"Don't worry, l won't tell anyone so tell me, how long are you going to be here for?"

Hongjoong shrugged. "We don't know yet. Our ship has to be fixed and we need to restock our storage first. So probably a few more days!"

You hummed softly and he elbowed you gently into the side.

"Why do ya want to know? Ya gonna miss me?" he grinned and leaned over to get closer.

Your heart fluttered and you got even closer. Hongjoong glanced at your lips again where his eyes stayed for longer then necessary.

"Maybe..." you breathed out quietly and simultaneously you closed the gap between your lips. Eyes fluttering shut.

His lips soft and chaste moved slowly against your own, sending sparks through your body making you miss him as soon as he pulled back. Instead of entirely pulling away, he stayed close. Close enough for you to be able to feel his hot breath against you while his mouth hovered a mere inch over yours.

You slowly opened your eyes and could see him swallow harshly as you looked up, eyes finding his before they dropped back to his mouth, the tip of his tongue peaking out a little in a way that was almost mocking. For a split moment you just stared at the silver haired man.

The kiss had been brief, not long enough for it to be considered deep, but it had lit a fire in you that you hadn't known was there! It was an unfamiliar feeling that you had never felt before safe for the rare times you found yourself alone in the safety of your own four walls hiding you away from the greedy looks the men of the town often gave you! Never before had you felt this way in the presence of a man because of a man!

And when you suddenly felt his mouth back on your own, you couldn't help the sound that slipped out. The kiss now far more demanding and much less hesitant had your hands searching for something to hold onto.

Fingers buried into the lose fabric of the shirt covering his chest, giving you a short glimpse of his skin as you tugged on it, you rose from the bar stool to get closer. Hongjoong followed without further ado and without breaking the kiss. His own hands found their place on your jaw, holding you right where he wanted and preventing you effectively from pulling away! Not that you wanted to!

You could feel his tongue licking at your lower lip, begging to be let in. A battle for dominance broke out, one that you willing and gladly gave up.

Quickly you found yourself pressed against the bar, the hard edge of the surface digging into your back. One of his hands let got of your face, instead holding onto your waist before you found yourself hoisted up and sad on top of your bar counter. The glass you had been nursing on got pushed back in the process and with a clanging noise it dipped over the edge and shattered into million little pieces on the ground.

Surprised by the sound of breaking glass you whipped around, separating your mouth from his which caused him to growl quietly in dissatisfaction.

"I-" you gasped out, inhaling deeply and with wide eyes you looked back at Hongjoong.

The pirate almost stared you down with desire darkening his eyes, breath short and his head slightly tilted back to take in the view in front of him. You didn't want to know what you looked like in that moment but you could imagine that you didn't look better then you felt!

"Ignore it," he said, voice low and licking his lips. "We can take care of it when I'm done with ya!"

Hongjoong let his hands trail to your dress covered waist, down to your thighs and gently pried them open to stand in between them. His gaze was burning and you felt a little lost on what to do now.

It must have shown on your face because Hongjoong's softened at the sight of it. He grabbed your hands in his, moving them away from where they were still lodged into his shirt, lowering them and linking his fingers with your own. You looked down, noticing the black painted nail of his pinky for the first time before you got distracted again by his mouth slotting itself back against yours. Your eyes fluttered shut and you let him claim it as his again.

For a while that's all you did. You, high up on the bar with his standing right in front of you, kissing you and enjoying the little whines he managed to pull from you while he pressed his hard on straining against his trousers against your skirt covered thigh.

His lips were oh so soft against yours, warm and demanding in a way that made you want to submit to his every move the longer he kept his ministrations up! It made your whole body shudder. Heated skin brushing against the sleeves of your dress, making you want to get rid of it along with his! You wanted to feel his skin on yours, wanted him to touch you! So you moved to shrug the jacket from his shoulders, letting it drop to the ground carelessly.

"Hongjoong," you breathed against his lips, words sounding weak and whiny in a way you have never heard yourself sound before. He immediately looked back at you, a cocky smile adorning his face.

"What is it little dove? Got something to say?" he questioned and sounded sinfully innocent while doing so. It was clear that he was mocking you which you didn't appreciate in the slightest. With a rush of bravery and determination you didn't know you had you directed one of his hands to the hem of your skirt, urging him to free you of it.

"Touch me!" you demanded.

Hongjoong had half a mind to simply rip the dress of your body once he saw a glimpse of the smooth skin of your legs but decided against it. He didn't want you walking through the streets later half undressed after all!

Teasingly slow he pulled the skirt up causing it to bunch up around your waist, leaving you in your undergarment. The man lost his patience fairly quickly after that and you felt him rip the last piece of fabric down your legs, leaving your dripping wet pussy exposed to the air around.

"Oh, little dove, I barely touched ya and you're already such a mess? Just for me?" he grins like a cat that caught the bird and let the fingers of his right hand slip through the juices collecting between your legs and over that sensitive bundle of nerve hidden there. His left one cupped your breast through your top. The way your nipple was pressing into his palm made him nearly lose his mind as it found it's way inside to free them just enough to spill over the fabric, giving him easy access to lean in and take the bud into his mouth and suck.

With a little shriek you weren't proud of you covered your mouth with your hand. The sensations you felt from your breast in his mouth and Hongjoongs hand between you legs left you speechless!

You clenched around nothing, pussy twitching with want to finally get some attention.

"Ah-ahh pleeease…”you begged breathlessly. What you begged for you weren't sure. The pirate looked up, still suckling and licking and his thumb slowly rubbing circles over your clit. Trying to push your hips further into his hand you let your head fall back.

"Are ya enjoying yourself?"

He guided your head back up, fingers under your chin, forcing you to look straight into his dark orbs. The hand working between your legs stopping and moving away. Frustrated at the loss you glared at him, causing Hongjoong to huff out a small laugh.

"Stop playing with me already and get on with it!"

The impatience in your voice wasn't lost on the man but instead of indulging you, he simply ignored it. He found it amusing that he could reduce you to such a bossy mess without really having done anything for it.

Entertained by the glare you gave him, Hongjoong shook his head.

"Ya know, I'm enjoying this way to much to just stop like that."

Without further warning the pirate dropped to his knees with a cunning smirk that should have been a warning in and for itself and let his tongue run over your folds. You jumped in shock, not having expected him to do that and a little shriek left your lips. Your first instinct was to push his head away but Hongjoong didn't let you! Instead the simply pushed your thighs further open to get even better access!

Sometimes you heard the whores that frequented the Inn talk and never had you even once entertained the idea of having a man between your legs yourself. It was harshly frowned upon to have sex outside of a wed-lock and even then it was never supposed to be about the pleasure of a woman!

But having this man, a pirate no less, lick up your juices like he was starving, finding joy in the way you moaned and keened highly with your hands trying to grab onto the wooden surface under you and your head thrown back, you cursed the gods that have led everyone to believe that.

His name fell like prayers from your lips and it was like music to his ears. Hongjoong had never been a child of innocence and showing you the wonders of what could be made his dick strain painfully against his trousers.

It was clear that you were quickly approaching your orgasm judging by the erratic breathing you let slip and to aid you he slipped his finger inside your fluttering hole.

You moaned loudly at the added pleasure, toes curling while one of your hands reached out to thread your fingers into his hair. The sudden tugging had Hongjoong groan into your pussy, the vibrations of it being enough to send you over the edge.

Hongjoong let you ride out your high before letting up, standing tall and pulled you upright.

You were panting, drops of sweat glistening on your forehead and eyes only half opened as you lazily blinked at him. Not giving you time, the pirate placed his juice slick mouth on yours, making you taste yourself. The kiss was rough nothing gentle about it and still you felt like this was how it was supposed to be!

Growing the courage to reach for the buckle of his belt, you carefully tried to open it with clumsy fingers. Hongjoong stopped you.

"We don't have to-"

"I want to! Please fuck me?"

The way the words fell from your lips, sounding so shy but sure at once had his mind reeling. Shrugging his trousers down to rest around his ankles the man tugged out his dick. You glanced at it, never having seen a naked male in all his glory and felt nervousness take over.

"Don't worry little dove, I'll make ya feel so good…”he trailed of lined himself up with your folds, kissed you softly and pushed in.

You clung to him, hiding your face in the crook of his neck. Hearing the quiet whimper of pain Hongjoong halted. His eyebrows were furrowed in pleasure and it took all his will strength to not just thrust all the way into your heat. He let his hands trail down your side ever so gently. You almost couldn't feel it through the silk of your dress but it was enough to relax a bit.

"Go on..." you exhaled into his neck.

The pirate slowly pushed in, shushing every pained noise until he was sheathed all the way inside of you where he stilled. Allowing you to get used to the feeling before he pulled out to thrust right back in.

The pain slowly turned into pleasure soon after and loud moans slipped out of you, telling the pirate exactly how good he was doing.

"Ya sound so good for me little dove. Let it all out, let me hear how good I make ya feel." He rasped right against your ear. It made your walls flutter around his cock and Hongjoong almost came on the spot as you whined his name in pleasure.

His thrusts grew irratic and Hongjoong knew that he wasn't gonna last much longer at the sensations of your head tightening around him.

Mouth pressing hard against yours he slipped his tongue inside while his thumb found your did again. Only mere seconds later you let out a high keen, cumming all over the pirates cock with him right behind you. Spilling his seed deep inside...

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Time past quickly after that night but Hongjoong seemingly had disappeared. It was a little disheartening if you were being honest. Something had changed for you. You were no longer just looking forward to have the pirate visit you but actively waiting for the man to open the door to the Inn and give you that cunning smile you had come to love.

That didn't happen. Hadn't you seen a glimpse of his mates around the market at times you would have thought the crew had already left town! However the captain stayed lost.

Your mood had dropped significantly since then and with it had your tolerance for bullshit from customers. Hyunjin had to cut in more times then you could count in just 4 days and you swore if you had to listen to one more scolding from him you swore you would lose it!

You weren't particularly eager to follow suit when both the chef and waiter had told you to go out, take some time off and then come back later the night.

And so you found yourself back at your favorite spot, looking at the moon glistening at the horizon and on the water of the sea. The cold air made you shiver, goosebumps rising on your skin.

The silence of the night cooling your frazzled mind significantly.

You inhaled deeply and a lonely tear ran down your face only to be whipped away and be scowled at.

"Stupid! Stupid, stupid, stupid!" you chanted quietly to yourself. There was no reason to cry! So what if you gave your virginity to a stranger and gotten attached! He was a man and no man was worth even one tear!

"So this is where ya spend ya time little dove? I have to admit, its a beautiful sight!"

You didn't dare turn to look at him, fingers plucking at the grass under you.

"How did you know where I am?" you grumbled. Hongjoong stepped closer and sat down beside you.

"You weren't at the Inn, I was worried so l asked the chatterbox behind the bar."

His words made you scoff in disbelief which made him raise an eyebrow at your cold behavior.

"Is my little do- “ With a dark glare you cut him off hoping that he could see it in the darkness.

"Don't call me that! I'm not yours!"

Hongjoong immediately sensed that you were far from happy to see him.

"No you're not..."

The silence you gave him was loud and deafening. You bit your lip to stop the words you wanted to say. You wanted to know where he had been! Whether he really just didn't care enough about you and if you really weren't more then a quick fuck do satisfy his needs!

None of those questions came out. Much to scared to be right with your thoughts. You stayed focused on the gentle waves crashing against the rocks below you until you felt his rough calloused hands reaching for your own. You dropped the grass in shock which the pirate used to link them together.

"Ya mad at me," he stated calmly. "And ya have every reason to. Just know that I had my reasons... There were issues... lets say issues..."

You looked at his face, considering him for a moment.

"It's fine Hongjoong. You don't have to explain. Like I said. I'm not yours and you're not mine. So it's none of my business."

The words tasted bitter in your mouth but once they were out something seemed to settle over you. It made you feel the loneliness you had felt much stronger then before.

"Maybe, but I don't like that frown on ya face little dove. I like ya much better when ya smiling."

"Hongjoong..." you sighed in defeat and looked back at the sea, hoping that he would finally say what he had to say so you could be alone again.

The pirate searched for words that could best describe how he felt.

"Little dove, I- " he got cut off.

The sudden screams coming from the town had both of you looking back. One of the houses was brightly lit up, flames reaching into the nightsky! The stench of burning wood was causing your nose to itch and a bad feeling settled in your gut. Getting up, letting go of the fingers still linked with yours, you squinted your eyes when realization set in.

You lurched forward, leaving Hongjoong startled before he hurried after you.

The distance between your home and your favorite hiding spot had never seemed so far like in this moment and you finally reached the lit a flame house your lungs to felt like they were set on fire! Hurriedly you turned your head left and right to see if you could find your father and brother but all you could see was the intoxicated old man, sat with some of the older women while the worried about him and the burns on his arms.

Hongjoong too had reached the scenery staying close behind you.

"Jungwon!" you whispered when you couldn't find him. Darting forward, planning to run inside and get the boy out yourself, you charged towards the door when you felt 2 arms wrapping themself around your middle. Effectively preventing you from coming close to it!

"JUNGWOON!!!!"

Hongjoongs heart broke at the audible desperation in your screams. He had to use all of his strength to be able to hold you back while you pleaded with him to let you go. Tears were running down your face like a waterfall.

"Ya can't go in there little dove! Ya'll die trying!" he whispered into your ear from behind and sobs were bubbling out from your throat in response. Fighting against his hold was just draining your energy, his grip wasn't loosening and you gave up. Your knees gave away and you had to watch the house you had grown up in, the house you had raised your brother in, slowly collapse under the immense heat of the fire!

A series of unintelligible whimpers left you and all Hongjoong could do was shush you, his arms tightening around your trembling for, wanting to make sure you knew he was there. That you weren't alone.

The sound of thunder rumbled through the night and rain started falling as a slight drizzle soaking your hair and dress. You let it happen. Not caring if you got wet you let the rain mix with the tears until Hongjoong tried to move you to at least search for cover somewhere close.

The rain got stronger, fighting and winning against the flames until all that was left were a few still smoking, blackened beams of wood that had held the house up. Debris was everywhere.

A blanket was wrapped around your shoulders by your neighbor and Hongjoong who maneuvered you so he could properly hold you. Tired and numb you let him do as he pleased, still staring at the steaming remains.

You could hear the neighbors woman talking and for a moment you even thought you recognized Hyunjins voice but it was like your head was surrounded by a fog that made it impossible for you to really hear what they were saying.

Only when the sun started to rise, rain still falling and dark clouds covering the sky, did you finally see the entire damage the fire had left in it's wake.

Hongjoong watched some of the bystanders carefully search through remains, swallowing harshly when he saw the heavily burned body of a child being pulled out. He didn't think he would be this effected but just through the short moments he had seen of you and your brother, he knew that the confirmation of his death would be devastating.

The pirate glanced at your father. He had stepped out of the house he had been taken to and looked remarkably sober. Still, something about him irked the pirate to no end! With heavy steps the man walked through the rain right to where you and him where sitting. It didn't seem like you realized he was there and judging by the empty expression on the old mans face, it didn't look like he was very sad about the tragedy in the first place! Alarm bells went of in Hongjoongs brain.

"So you weren't in there," he said rubbing the back of his neck. The voice of your fathers hocked you out of your trance, making your red eyes focus on him.

"Father I-"

"What a shame…”

With those words the man walked off. You swallowed harshly at his words and Hongjoong carefully watched your eyes harden.

"Don't listen to him," he gently instructed as he looked after the man. This was the first time he ever met him and still, he could feel himself developing a kind of hate for the man he rarely ever felt. "He's just a bitter old man!"

Sniffing and whipping at your face, you turned your head to stare at your burned home.

"Yeah, maybe..."

Another single tear left your eyes.

"Oh dear! You're still outside? Heaven's you children will catch a cold the way you're sitting in the rain! Come inside please!" Madame Delacroix fussed as she came running. The seamstress pulled you up from the ground, out of the pirates hold and towards her home where she had prepared tea and some dry clothes for you. Hongjoong followed silently. He was sure that with the way Madame Delacroix cared for you were going to be okay for now.

He stayed in the background, choosing to watch instead of involving himself in the way the older women made you lay down and covered you with a blanket. Not long after I you were out like a light.

The seamstress signaled for him to take a seat. Hesitant he followed the instruction. The scrutinizing gaze she gave him made him a little uncomfortable yet he did not back down, nor did he avoid her eyes.

"Who are you?" she asked, eyebrow raised as if to warn him about lying.

Hongjoong thought. "Just a friend Madame."

"A friend huh?"

It was clear that she didn't believe him.

"Yes ma'am, a friend."

"Well then, friend. I hope you'll stick around, cause y/n seems to really like you. And with everything that happened tonight, the girl really could use someone who will be there for her. Are you going to be staying?"

His mind went back to his ship and the crew that was waiting for him at the docks so they could restart their journey and guilt settled inside of him like a chain wrapped around the ankle of a prisoner.

"Not for long." There was no use in lying to the women. It seemed like she already knew when he was going to before he even did!

She nodded.

"Does she know?"

No.

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When he came back much later then originally planned, his first mate was already waiting for him at the railing.

"Where were you?!"

Seonghwa scowled at the captain. His long black hair was neatly tied back and a few astray strands were framing his face gently. With his arms crossed in front of his chest he glared at Hongjoongs tired form while he joined him.

"Things went differently then expected..."he sighed, leaning against the wood of the ships railing.

The black haired mans face softened a little. "What do you mean? We thought you wanted to say goodbye? Did she not want you to?"

Hongjoong ran his hand over his face in an attempt to rub the incoming headache away.

"Ya saw the flames I'm guessing?"

"It was hard not to see them."

"Hmm, it was her house..."

That left Seonghwa speechless. He gaped at the smaller man. "Ohhh."

"Yeah, ohhh. Her brother didn't survive and don't get me started on the father! He looked like he wished she was in there too!" he spat. "Ya should have heard him talk Hwa !"

"Judging by your face, I'd rather not." There was a moment where they just looked at each other before Seonghwa let out along sigh.

“I'll tell the others that we're staying until tomorrow, you make sure you're getting some rest and then take care of your girl!" with that the man was gone and Hongjoong left alone! A happy shriek could be heard not long after from somewhere on deck.

"She ain't ma girl!" Hongjoong grumbled to himself and looked down at the water slosh against his ship.

But the little voice in the back of his head immediately started taunting him.

Are ya sure? Or are ya just a coward huh? Ya know that if ya could, ya would just take her and sail away with her!

Would he? He would lie if he said that he didn't come to like your company and while having been running from a few pissed officials for the last few days after your shared moments against the Inn's bar, he had worried about you more then he would like to admit! You truly had bewitched him in a sense after just a few days spend together!

So yes, the annoying voice was right even if not entirely! He did want to spend more time with you, if only to get to know you better and the little flutter his heart did at the mere thought of your bright eyed smile was a sure sign that the voice was onto something.

Exhausted he stood upright and carried himself to his quarters. He threw his boots somewhere to the side, shrugged the damp jacket and shirt off, leaving his chest bare in sthis trousers and fell face first into his bed. He groaned, his mind plagued by the desperate screams of you while you fought to reach your brother.

Debating on what he should do now as he didn't want to leave you behind with a man that, to him at least, couldn't care less for you, yet he knew that the crew couldn't stay much longer without rising suspicions of who they truly were. He also couldn't just offer to take you with them, at least not without a lengthy discussion with the boys!

And there was no way of actually knowing if you even wanted to leave! This was after all where you had grown up.

Hongjoong closed his eyes and there wasn't anything he could do to will away the mental picture of you, sleeping by his side in this very bed. Waking up together, cuddles and kisses and being able to fuc- NO!

He couldn't let his mind wander there or else he might do something drastic!

Frustration settled in his bones. Why was this happening to him?

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Shivering you opened your eyes to the smell of chamomile and stew. It was a weird combination but your stomach responded with a demanding growl.

A sneeze forced itself out; almost causing Madam Delacroix to drop the wooden spoon she was stirring the stew with. The woman cursed and whirled around, spoon raised as if to throw it any possible attacker only to come face to face with you propped upon her bed.

Your head hurt from all the crying and possibly having caught a cold. You also could feel your throat hurting due to the smoke you had inhaled.

"You're awake! Finally, I was already worried since you slept half the day away without even turning around once. I guess you truly were exhausted from last night…” The caring tone with which she spoke almost let the tears return.

"Jungwon, is he- “ you croaked out. Madam Delacroix stepped closer and sat down at your side.

"I'm sorry dear, they found his body this morning. He-“

You held up your hand to cut her off. You didn't want to know how they found him, if he was burned or not, that wasn't how you wanted to remember the bright little boy.

"And my father? I saw him earlier, so where is he now?"

“Maybe at the Inn, I’m not sure.”

“Oh.. okay, thank you.”

There were no tears left to cry just as there was nothing left for you to hold close. With Jungwon gone, you didn’t feel like you had any reason to return to your father. The man had already made it clear what he thought.

You were alone, alone in a world that had never been kind to you or wanted to see you strive in any way possible. The only one who you considered even remotely close, was Hongjoong.

Hongjoong had had not left your side until he was sure that you were taken care of. Why had he done it? He had no reason to do such thing.

A pirate captain who stopped in your town to make sure they stoked up on supplies, planning to leave sooner rather then later.

Who surely had not planned to stay stay for a woman he had met only a few years ago.

Why your even wanted him to consider that was beyond you but to think that the pirate sailing awy soon, broke what little of your shattered heart had remained in tact.

“Do you know what you’re going to do now? Going back to your father doesn’t seem like the smartest thing, dear.” Madame Delacroix hummed out as she took your hand, thumb grazing softly over the skin there.

All you could do was shake your head.

“I don’t want that, but I also don’t have much of a choice, do i?”

The old woman looked deeply into your eyes, wanting to make you understand what she was going to say next.

“You always have a choice! It’s going to be hard and people may judge you, but you can always choose to leave… You can leave this town, start somewhere else. Find a new home or sail away if you really want to. It is YOUR choice.”

“Where would I even go?” you cried prompting the other to take your face into her hands.

“Whereever you want to. Listen to your heart, listen to what it calls for. Who it calls for.”

Who it-

A knock on the door broke the moment and Madame Delacroix let up to go open it.

“Well hello there, friend! What brings you back so soon?”

Hongjoong awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck as he stepped inside the tiny living space. His eyes found yours.

“Ya are awake, how ya feeling little dove?”

The knowing side glance of Madame Delacroix went skillfully ignored by the man stepping closer, only to fall onto his knees in front of you.

“I’m… alone… Jungwon, he… he…” you whimpered almost to silent for him to hear.

“Ya aren’t alone, my little dove. Ya got me. ‘nd I ain’t plannin on-“ he tried to calm you down as best as he could. His rough calloused hands taking yours.

“You’re going to leave! Hongjoong you’re going to leave with your crew and then I’ll be alone. For real this time. Without Jungwon my life will be nothing. I don’t know anything else beside the Inn and taking care of Wonnie and I’m not going back. I’m not- I can’t-“

“Don’t ya say that. Ya won’t have to go there and ya won’t be alone. I-“ Hongjoong rushed to say, the brown in his eyes looked almost black in the light of the room. “I will come back… someday.”

The words tasted bitter on his tongue. Sounding like a lie to his own ears. Soemthing he didn’t want them to be. However he knew that the chance of the coming back was slim, almost non existend. So yes, they were a lie.

A thought struck him as he watched your eyes water, yet no tears fell. He knew Seonghwa and the crew would call him crazy for it but it only seemed logic for him.

You didn’t want to stay with that shit face that was your father. A mother that had died long ago and the lose of the boy you had raised, nothing was left that you could say you wanted to stay with.

“Come with me! Join our crew and-“

“And what then? I’m not a sailor. I’m not a pir- you know what! As much as I love the sea, I couldn’t…”

You looked at Madame Delacroix over Hongjoongs head. Watching as the older woman tapped her chest right where her heart was beating.

Nausea made your stomach roll, almost letting the tea you had a while ago come back up.

“I’m sorry Hongjoong.”

Disappointed his hopeful expression fell. Hurt that you didn't even seem to consider it an option to leave with him, that you didn't consider HIM an option in this tragic turn of your life, the man nodded shortly. "Don't apologize little dove."

He let go of your hands. Immediately you missed the warm feeling of his skin on your own and the smallest wave of panic hit when you realized that he was trying to get up. Trying to put some distance between you and him.

It made your heart clench. His crest fallen face breaking it all over again. Reaching out to him hoping he would come back only to lower it again when Hongjoong avoided your eyes to instead look at Madame Delacroix who had busied herself in her little kitchen to not appear like she was listening to your conversation. She absolutely was. She also had the urge to smack some very stubborn youngsters!

"The Aurora will set sails as soon as the sun rises in the morning!" Hongjoong announced, his jaw sat with his chest puffing out to appear taller. "I came to say farewell."

"Hongjoong- "

His brown orbs fell back on you.

"It was ma pleasure to have met ya, little dove. Wherever ya are gonna fly, I hope the winds treat ya well."

Madame Delacroix stepped closer with a towel to dry her wet hands. A soft yet smile grazed her lips.

"Good luck boy, and take care of yourself. I promise I will look after your girl..."

The woman winked at Hongjoong who gave you one last glance. "Goodbye…” before he was out the door.

No, no, no! This couldn't be! He couldn't leave you just like that! Not now and not yet! When you had said he was going to leave, you had meant in a few days. Not the next morning! The sky outside was already dark, indicating that it was nighttime again. You felt like someone had emptied a bucket of Ice cold water above your head as realization set in.

Hongjoong had given you an out, one that you were to scared to take. You were overwhelmed with all the changes in such short time and your breathing started to pick up. Fighting against the fabric still wrapped around your legs and body, you hurried to get up and follow the man that threatened to leave your life again after he had shaken up your world in the matters of days. It seemed silly to be so attached after such short time but it didn't matter to you.

Never in your life had you felt as cared for and appreciated as when you were around him and that scared you.

Almost face planting in the process, you cried out. A loud sob sending you into a coughing fit cut through the silence of the house and it was only when the gentle hands of the seamstress helped you up and out of your prison fabric that you managed to focus your blurry vision on something else then the door that Hongjoong had just walked out of.

"Shhh, girl. It's okay, you're going to be okay, but you gotta breath for me. Do you hear me? You have to breath with me!" She took a shaky hand to lay it on her steadily rising and falling chest, forcing you to follow along.

"No he- he can- can't leave! Please I-“ you stuttered through the heaves to get air back into your lungs.

"I understand, but first you have to calm down. Breath and then we will figure this out." Her words were spoken softly but you heard her clear enough. Breathing became easier again, yet the scratching of your throat remained even as you stopped hyperventilating.

"That's right, just like that." She soothed and helped you of the ground to lead you to the kitchen table where she had prepared a bowl filled with broth and some bread to get some strength back.

"You really got yourself into situation there, hmm?"

You chocked out an agreement, staring down at the food but not touching it. "Yeah"

"So what will you do? There is not a lot of time to choose anymore, and judging by what I have seen so far, your heart almost screams for this pirate."

Of course she knew, you weren't even surprised. Old as she might be, Madam Delacroix was attentive to everything going on in this town.

"Listen to what it tells you y/n. Don't let yourself regret not doing it."

"I told him no just now, why would he still want me by his side?" You whispered defeated. The fight having left you completely and Madam Delacroix tsked at the pathetic sight you were right now. Having known you since you were barely old enough to walk, having seen the confident woman you had grown to be, she couldn't understand how you had let yourself get this lost in your insecurities.

"That man was very much ready to fight his crew in offering you a place on his ship, girl. Women are nothing sailors usually want as they think that a woman only brings bad luck once they set foot on board. He will be glad that you changed your mind. It's up to you now to do so, so what will it be?"

Silence overcame the room and time seemed to stand still.

“I don’t want to stay, not now and never again…”

“Then I think you have your answer.”

The chair screeched as it’s legs scratched over the flooring; clattering to the ground in the process with how abrupt you jumped to stand.

“I-“

Madame Delacroix held out a shoulder cloth she hadn’t used in years. “Go!” she urged just as the first rays of the sun appeared in the distance behind the horizon. Watching as you rushed out and knowing that it was unlikely she would ever see you again…

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Running through the empty village, you almost tripped over your own feet multiple times. Just like always, there was mostly no one to be see as you raced through the streets. You passed by the Inn, Jinyoung snoring loudly in front of the closed door with 1 or 2 chickens clacking softly and even picking at his hair. Had the situation you had found yourself in not been so serious, you probably would have laughed out loud at the sight.

The docks weren’t that far, yet it felt like you were running for ages when you finally reached the first ships.

With the Sun rising slowly over the water , it made it easy to spot the ship Hongjoong and his crew had arrived in only mere days ago. It was the only ship that was bustling with life; many faces you didn’t recognize and only a hand full you did through their visits at the Inn. Gasping for air and with your lungs threatening to give out you hurried up the gangway.

“y/n? What are you doing here? You cant be here, we-“

“Wooyoung please… where is Hongjoong?” you cut the rambling pirate off, coughing.

“He— I-“ The dark haired man stammered out.

“Follow me.”

You looked to where the voice had come from, recognizing another face from the first night you had met part of the crew.

The man didn’t wait for you and so you had to hurry after him, still trying to catch your breath. You could feel your airways protesting at the harsh breathing but that didn’t matter as you did as you were told.

His knuckles rapped against the hard surface of the wooden door you guessed was the Captains quarter. Your heart was racing, pleading for this to not have been a mistake.

“Fuck off, Hwa!” The captains voice sounded rough through the door, angry at having been disturbed.

Hwa, you guessed, looked at you and nodded towards the door.

“Go on. He might sound annoyed but don’t let that scare you away.”

He left right after. Leaving you standing there to figure out what to do. This time you knocked, softer then the pirate that had left you by yourself, yet it didn’t seem to change the outcome.

Hongjoong only roared in anger and only when you heard a crash from inside did you get brave enough to throw the door open.

With wide eyes and his hair sticking up, he looked almost murderous as he swiveled around and glared at the door. Gaze softening upon realizing that you were in fact not his crew mate.

Closing his mouth that had stood open and gaping at you like a fish on land you both stared at the other before Hongjoong barreled forward, his hands suddenly cupping your face his lips pressed to yours in a hard, desperate kiss. Your fingers found the back of his head, running through the hair that was pulled up into his usual braided hair; seeking the warmth of his body while your tongues danced a passionate dance that was equally devastated and reassuring until you had to come back up for air.

“Take me with you!” you chocked out, a lonely tear falling down your face as Hongjoongs nose softly nudged against yours in a feathery touch. With his thumb brushing the salty liquid away, you waited, fearing what his answer might be.

“I’ll take ya anywhere ya want to!” He promised with another press to your mouth.

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Neither you nor Hongjoong knew where the winds would take you, but you both knew what ever would come your way, you would handle it.

Together.

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PAIRINGS | Model! Mafia! Member Junkyu x Model! Fem! Reader

GENRE | Suspense, Mafia Au, MILDLY Suggestive (mdni)

WORD COUNT | 1.3k

SYNOPSIS | Kim Junkyu lives a life of luxury, being a famous model with millions of fans, but maybe that is only the side the screens show…

WARNINGS | Small hints of murder, strong(ish) mafia themes, Junkyu is a little bit of a brat, manipulation topics, swear words, overall it's kinda wholesome.

NETWORK(S) | @starlit-network @k-library @blossomnet

A/N | HI! This fic is mainly in Junkyu's point of view because I wanted to try a new format of writing, overall, I hope you enjoy reading and I am very sorry and not uploading ;)... I've been a little inactive lately, but I'm going to try to comeback. Yes, I will be continuing my series (atz yh) but keep in mind that I only posted the first chapter to see how it went, not to continue it for the moment, so yes I'll continue writing it and will post the remaining chapters when they're ready :)!

“If you expect that raise, then you best bring me the best information you can find,” he demanded.

Junkyu sighed, placing his hands behind his back as a form of respect.

“I'm already one of the biggest celebrities in Seoul; I'm sure however much money it'll be I wouldn't need it.…” he muttered, watching his boss turn around as he lowered himself.

Sometimes he couldn't hold back his form of speech.

“It'll be lots of money, so I recommend reconsidering those words.” He scolded, figuring Junkyu wouldn't pay much more of his attention as he simply nodded and made his way back towards the door, bowing on his way out.

He exited through the back, entering the vehicle through the Limo’s door as his bodyguard drove away.

Though he was still processing his bosses words, he couldn't help but recall them so vividly every time they recurred in his mind.

The more he thought the more he noticed that everything he did for the organization was practically useless, but what more could he expect from being a member of a mafia.

He'd done countless of unexplainable things, but it was all for a good cause, and that was something others couldn't understand.

Maybe if he had just quit the moment he began his career as a model, it would all be normal. But then again, maybe it was simply the fear of stalkers finding out that secret that had been long buried, exposing him to the public for millions of people to misunderstand; or possibly it was the thought of them blackmailing him with it.

He preferred not to think about it.

The car’s door opened as he was greeted by screaming crowds and millions of paparazzis speaking over each other and invading personal space as they pushed their mics up to his face.

Politely, he declined the interview attempts and chuckled while making his way inside the modeling agency.

“Look who's here.” A female voice teased from ahead as he waved goodbye to the fans positioned outside.

He smirked in a teasing manner, deciding to add more fuel to the fire by approaching her with that same mocking demeanor.

“I wasn't expecting to see you here my lady.” He finally spoke, beginning to walk in the direction of his stylists room.

“There was a change of plans.” She shrugged.

He nodded in understanding; a sense of satisfaction washing over him as she wasn't known for frequent schedules. Encountering her brought him some sense of genuine joy.

“L/n Y/n!” A voice echoed from the distance causing her to glance back towards the source of her name. There stood her manager, a considerable distance away with a puzzled expression.

Finally, he began walking up to her, politely greeting the familiar face which had been all over recent magazines and TV commercials.

“What are you doing? Your turn is coming up." he asked, prompting her to nod in acknowledgment as she looked back at her friend.

“I need to head out, my shoot is up soon.” She chuckled, and he nodded, observing her walk away peacefully with her manager into her stylists room.

He turned around, not needing to turn his head to become aware of the coming presence.

“Junkyu.” A voice lingered in the air. Junkyu turned his head and there stood the person he had mostly anticipated.

Park Jihoon, a model from a big agency with a huge fanbase. Not only that but he also seemed to release banger music.

Jihoon also happened to be one of the main sources to the mafia's disposal. There was nothing he wasn't good at.

“Did they give you your next investigation to carry out?” He questioned, a look of prolepsis crossing his eyes as the words exited his mouth, almost as if he knew what was coming.

“L/n Y/n is a girl who keeps many dark secrets, one being her history with her parents. I need you to collect as much as you can about her and her family history due to this being a case of importance.”

“L/n Y/n and her family history.” He muttered to which Jihoon sighed.

“I asked them to give it to someone else, guess they never listened to me.” He chuckled awkwardly, causing Junkyu to glance back at him in confusion.

“Pardon me?” He asked.

Jihoon looked back, thinking for a moment until he glanced around, making direct eye contact with a security camera as he watched it shut off.

“They mentioned they'd give you her case, but I urged them not to as she's someone you're close with. I guess that's what they're looking for however.”

They walked into the stadium, forgetting about their shoots and simply deciding to just watch the other models and their shoots.

Watanabe Haruto was up: someone Junkyu always admired for his insane visuals and incredible acting abilities. He'd been trying different poses over a white background wall. Many other famous models and celebrities sat around them as they watched their colleagues in awe.

Jihoon and Junkyu picked their own table, a safe distance away from any other guest.

“It's alright, afterall, I'm sure she'll be relieved once her family’s out of the picture.” He sighed, looking up at an already shut off camera.

He looked back at the famous young star, smiling as his expressions changed depending on the mood his supervisors were aiming for.

You were up next, and he was left impatiently waiting for your familiar face to come up, smirking the moment it finally did.

“Seeing her here is only making things easier for me in a matter of fact.”

***

‘L/n Y/n is dating Kim Junkyu?’

‘Are L/n Y/n and Kim Junkyu a couple?’

‘Alleged leaked photos caught L/n Y/n and Kim Junkyu kissing.’

It was all over social media and he knew it. It was also likely the cause for why he was called up to his bosses office so suddenly one morning.

After multiple deep breaths, he finally opened the door to see his boss holding multiple files worth of informational papers, slamming them flat onto his arms the moment he approached his desk.

“What the hell are you thinking Kim Junkyu!?” He scolded.

Junkyu rolled his eyes very lightly, looking back at his boss with eyes of acknowledgement.

“I can't control what fans think-”

“But you can control what you do!” He once again yelled, making Junkyu flinch ever so slightly. He knew he was right.

Multiple moments of silence passed with no one saying a word.

“Alright. I'll shut down the rumors later today. We have another shooting event in the evening, where I believe L/n will be attending.”

His boss stared in intimidation, ultimately nodding to his apology and accepting it, shooing him away shortly after.

Junkyu didn't have an exact plan on how to do so, but he knew that it was all simply a lie. The main regulation of this organization was the strictly prohibited lovers rule.

But he was their most crucial piece.

And you, were his lady ever darling.

“Junkyu!” You called from afar, once more approaching him as he stared at you, smiling while doing so.

“I'm glad you made it.” He teased as you shook your head in playful annoyance, rolling your eyes in the process.

“I don't miss every event.” You defended, making him nod.

“I'm aware, my lady.”

You didn't realize when he dragged you into that secluded room, gripping your arms with an undeniable strength as he pinned you up against the wall.

Staring in utter confusion, you watched him move closer to you, constantly bringing your faces closer and closer together.

He smirked seeing your flustered expression.

“What do you say we put an end to these rumors my lady?” He asked.

You gulped, face burning as your cheeks turned a light red color.

“I.. I agree, it'll get in the way of our careers.” You assured, attempting to get out of the entire situation.

“Then shall we do so? What do you say we put an end to them by making them a reality?”

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Run | njm

ღ pairing: college fem! reader x classmate! jaemin

ღ word count: 6k

ღ genre: nsfw, mdni

ღ warnings: making out, soft sex, fwb, fingering, tit sucking, soft dom! jaemin, oral sex (f receiving), protected sex,

ღ rating: angst/fluff

ღ networks: @k-vanity @k-library

ღ author’s note: ty to @lovetaroandtaemin for beta reading!!

ღ summary: You and Jaemin were a fling once upon a time but reader decided to date someone else, leaving jaemin heartbroken, becoming distant from their friendship as he didn’t want to face his feelings

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You stared at the board in utter confusion about what your professor was writing. Nothing was lining up from the notes you took in your previous class with Mr. Oh. You sighed and heard a chuckle from the boy who sat next to you. "What's so funny?" You whispered as he looked at the notes you had spread out on your laptop and the books in front of you. "If you're lost, I can help," He smiled at you. You smiled to yourself at the way his eyes formed little smiles of their own.

"If you're willing to help me out, I wouldn't say no…" you trailed off. He snickered at you. "Just give me your number," he pushed over a pad of sticky notes to you. You took the pad, wrote your number down, and handed it back to him. He looked at your neat handwriting as he peeled off the note with your information and put it in his pocket.

"I'll text you after class. You don't have to let me know what you're lost on. I can send you my notes." You sighed in relief at his offer. "I just met you, but you're my savior." He laughed quietly at you as your professor wrapped up. You stood up with him and walked out. "Good luck with the rest of your day!" he called out as you walked your separate ways. "You too!" You smiled as you walked into your booked study room.

Unknown number: Hey! It's Jaemin from statistics!

Y/N: Hey! Thank you again for being so willing to help me out! I owe you big time! ㅠ_ㅠ

Jaemin: It's seriously no problem!

Jaemin: [7 images]

Jaemin: These are all the notes I took! Text me whenever if you're confused!

Y/N: Seriously, Jaemin. You are my savior.

He laughed at your text as you smiled. Your friend was watching you, but you were too focused on texting Jaemin, which you didn't even notice.

Y/N: What's your major, btw?

Jaemin: comp sci

Y/N: so you're brilliant:,)

Jaemin: What about you, pretty?

Your cheeks flushed at the compliment that Jaemin gave you out of nowhere. You did find him ridiculously attractive, and he made it hard for you to focus sometimes. He always sat somewhere near you. Even if you didn't look up to see who was sitting next to you, you knew it was him from the citrusy cologne he always wore.

Y/N: Political science :) I'm going to start law after! I'm looking into some classes abroad once I'm done with the semester.

You had a grin on your face as you texted him; your friends were still watching, waiting for you to look up from your phone. Areum nudged you with her elbow, and you took your eyes off your phone for a moment to look at her. "Who are you texting for you to smile like that?" You blushed lightly at her, calling you out. "Just some guy from one of my lectures," you shrugged it off as she nodded a bit. "'Some guy,'" she mocked you, and you whined at her teasing.

A few days passed by, and you were still glued to your phone. Messaging Jaemin every thought you could tell him, and he did the same. You both had so much in common that you were surprised. "How's your boyfriend?" Areum teased. She became relentless when she mentioned him. She was always acting as if you've never talked to a guy on campus before him. It wouldn't be too far-fetched. You did try to talk with some other guy in your anthropology class last semester, but he wasn't into talking to you at all, and after him, you didn't really want to get involved with someone else.

"Yeah, yeah. You know he's not my boyfriend," You stretched your arms out as you put your phone down and started to focus on your classwork. "I mean, you guys are texting non-stop; you've been running off as soon as our reservation is over, too. It's not too outlandish for me to think you're dating,"

It was hard to argue; everything she was saying was true, but you just had so much fun with Jaemin that it was hard not to want to spend time with him. Jaemin was going through similar conversations with his roommate, Jisung. You were over their place so much that he started to tease you about starting to pay rent.

His place just felt so comforting, plus for two twenty-something-year-olds, their place was nice. The place was always clean, except maybe a clutter of shoes near the doorway and study materials on a dining table that they had never used.

Minnie: Come over when you're done with classes. I want to see your face.

Y/N: I'm almost out of this lecture. I'll come running over.

He laughed to himself at your message, knowing you were dead serious about running to him once you were done, and that's what you did. You ran up the steps and knocked. The door opened after a moment as Jisung stood there, his oversized shirt swallowing his body. "Jaemin! Your girlfriend is here," He called out as he let you in. Jaemin walked out of his room and smiled at the sight of you.

"How was your class today?" He smiled, embracing you in a hug. "It was good," You wrapped your arms around him as he kissed the top of your head. "Alright, love birds. I'm going to class and have a study room reserved." Jisung announced. "Have fun!" Jaemin didn't even look in his direction as he led you to his room.

He turned on the TV as he laid down on the comfy duvet. You lay down next to him, cuddling up to him as he turned on some stupid reality show that you would barely focus on. You looked up at him from his side. He smiled down at you, cupping the side of your face. "You're so beautiful," He cooed as your cheeks flushed. The way he was looking at you as he leaned down was setting off fireworks in your mind, and once his lips met yours, it felt as if the finale was starting. His lips were gentle against yours.

He moved on top of you carefully, balancing on his arms beside you. He bit your bottom lip gently, pulling gently as a soft moan slipped out from your mouth. Your body was heating up as he kissed you deeper.

Your lips melted against his as his arm slipped behind your back, pulling your torso closer to his. His tongue danced with yours as he held you closer.

You've made out with other people plenty of times, but it felt so natural with Jaemin. He held you tight, not wanting to let you go as his kiss grew deeper. "You're so perfect," He mumbled against your lips.

You could feel his growing member against your thigh, and your cheeks flushed. You should maybe slow down. It wouldn't be good to have sex just a few days after meeting... right?

You couldn't help yourself as you held onto Jaemin. His lips traveled from your lips to your chin. Leaving light and gentle kisses until he reached your neck.

His lips pressed against your soft skin, focusing on that sweet spot that made you let out a soft whimper. He loved the sounds leaving your lips as he bit down lightly. Leaving light marks down your neck.

He followed the same path as before as he kissed your lips, pulling your lip down and sliding his tongue in your mouth. He couldn't get enough of you.

His lips separated from yours, putting his forehead on yours. "We should slow down, shouldn't we?" He wasn't sure how you felt and didn't want you to feel pressured into making the heated make-out session into something much more.

You nodded hesitantly. You wanted to feel him deep inside of you. To feel his tongue so much more than just inside of your mouth. Both of you wanted much more but didn't want to rush into it just yet.

He moved over, so he wasn't on top of you. He pulled you closer to him so you could cuddle. He changed the TV to a movie for the two of you to watch. You looked up at him, seeing the way he was entranced in the movie that was playing.

"Hey, Jaemin?" You looked up at him as his eyes shifted from the screen to you. "Yeah?" He smiled softly. You looked into his eyes; god, they were beautiful. Everything about him was beautiful. "I like you a lot, Jaemin." You watched his expression.

He laughed and smiled. You tried to hide your disappointment in his reaction. People were already making assumptions that you were a couple, but you couldn't even take that seriously when all he did was look at you and smile.

No actual response to your confession. It did really hurt that he didn't even say anything back. Just a laugh and nothing else. You focused on something else as he still had his arm wrapped around you.

You both continued with what you usually did. The time together never changed. Going out to dinners, buying each other gifts just because, even the occasional intimate moments that you had. Thank god there was no awkwardness from the confession.

You looked at him, standing in his door frame as Jisung had already left for the day and went to class. His body came closer to yours. The way you were looking at him made his heartbeat speed up.

He walked over to you, cupping your face. "You're so beautiful." His voice was barely a whisper as he looked at you. Your cheek was nuzzling into his touch. He leaned down, his lips meeting yours as you held onto him. Your hands placed on his waist as he held your hips, picking you up. His hands shifted to your ass as he kissed you.

Your tongues moved in sync as he carried you to his room. Soft moans escaped your lips as he nibbled down your neck. Each sound encouraged him more, eager to please you. He carefully laid you on his bed, hovering himself above you. "I want to go further," He studied your expression, searching in your eyes for what you wanted. "I do, too," Your eyes filled with the excitement of finally feeling him.

He moved off of you, taking off his shirt and tossing it across his room as you followed what he did. Taking your bra off as he bit his lip, staring at your tits. "God, you're perfect," He exhaled, getting on top of you.

His lips were ghosting down the side of your neck and around your nipple. You gasped lightly at the feeling of his tongue flicking on your nipple. His teeth lightly pulled at the pebbled flesh. "Jaemin," you moaned quietly.

Those sweet sounds escaping your lips just encouraged him more as his tongue continued to circle. Your core was heating up with his touch. His hand moved down slowly, taking in every inch of your skin. He reached for your pants and pulled them down. Goosebumps spread as you felt his hand massage your thighs lightly. He could feel heat radiating from your body. His gentle kisses traveled down the center of your stomach. Your body tensing underneath him.

He pulled your underwear down and looked up at you, his eyes looking for permission. You quickly nodded as he spread your legs, moving so he could lay in between your legs. "If it gets uncomfortable with me here, just put your legs on top of me." He coached as you nodded; words could barely form as you were too excited to feel him on a different level.

He slid your underwear down, tossing it off to join the rest of your clothing. His finger teased your slit as you squirmed. He stared up at you, watching your expression as he parted your folds. "You have such a pretty pussy," He mumbled before gliding his tongue around your clit.

Your fingers wrapping themselves in his hair from the pleasure. Your back arched as he lightly sucked on your clit, moaning from the taste of you. The pleasure came over you in waves. He slipped his finger in as you moaned out. His finger moved slowly, making you jerk your hips, wanting more and more from his touch.

His drool dripped down your thighs as your breathing was heavy. His finger pushes in up to his knuckle before adding a second. "F-fuck, Jaemin.." You whimpered. He looked so smug, seeing how much pleasure you were in from just his touch. "Yes, baby?" You could only moan in response. His fingers sped up, touching your walls in ways you haven't felt as they clenched around his fingers. "God," You swallowed. "P-please just fuck me," You pleaded. His fingers stopped as he slipped them out of your dripping wet heat.

He took his pants off and walked over to his nightstand, grabbed a condom, and slipped it on. "How do you want to do this?" His voice was gentle. "I just want you in me. I want to feel every inch of you deep inside."

The neediness you spoke with made his hunger for you grow. He grabbed pillows and put them under your back, making it more comfortable for you. Your legs lifted for him as he placed one of your legs on his shoulder. His eyes looked at you once more for permission as his tip was pressing on your opening.

You bit your lip and looked at him. “Please fuck me,” You pleaded. That was all he needed to hear before his cock slowly was wrapped in your warmth.

"Oh fuck, Y/N," he groaned, keeping his pace slow. He wanted to savor every part of you. "Y-you feel so good, Jaemin," You mewled out as his hips rolled into you. He moved your legs off of his chest. You quickly wrapped them around his hips, still wanting to have more of your body on his

The feeling of his length pumping in and out of you making you moan out. His pace picked up as he leaned down, kissing your lips. "You feel so fucking good," His voice was so husky as you hummed in response against his lips.

His hips struck yours as you moaned out, his pace picking up as he was driving you closer and closer to your orgasms. His lips indulging in every part of your skin he could. You moaned out as your walls convulsed around him.

He picked up his pace but kept his thrusts gentle. "I love how you feel wrapped around me," He grunted as you felt his cock twitch. "Don't stop," you purred. His cock was introducing you to new pleasures. Your eyes shut halfway as they rolled back. His hips stuttered against yours as he groaned. "Fuck, Y/N," He didn't have to say much more for you to know he was right on the edge. Your walls spasmed against his cock. "I'm gonna fucking cum," You whined as he held your hips tightly.

Your legs wrapped around his waist tightly. "Jaemin," You cried out as that knot in your stomach unraveled, your legs quivering as your grip on him loosened. His thrusts halted, his body shuddering over yours as you felt his cock twitching inside of you.

He looked down at you, moving carefully to leave a long kiss on your lips. He panted as he placed his forehead on yours. "You felt so good," He smiled at you, his lips meeting yours again. Your lips melted against his. "You're amazing, Jaemin," You watched him as he pulled out carefully. You moved your legs, removing them from his hips that they were on. He got off the bed and walked to his bathroom to discard the condom.

He walked over, pulling the covers back so you both could get under. His arms wrapped around you as his thumb brushed on your shoulder. "Hey, Y/N?" He looked down at you, seeing you wrapped in the sheet as you lay on his side. "Yes, Minnie?" You smiled up at him. "I really like you. You're so perfect," you both liked each other more than you could put into words. It was hard to react to his confession. Just a few weeks ago, you confessed, and it was laughed off and pushed behind you. You nodded against his bare chest. His thumb is still brushing against your shoulder. He didn't say anything else about the confession.

An awkwardness filled the room that night. Neither of you would admit to it, but things were changing between you. You both were just trying to play it off as if nothing was wrong. You still texted one another and hung out, but jokes from Areum and Jisung disappeared. It felt weird getting asked if you were dating now. Nobody's asked in a few weeks, so maybe people were accepting you were just friends with Jaemin.

That was until you were approached by a couple of girls that you didn't even know. "It's Y/N, right?" You nodded as they stood across from the table you were working at.

"You and Jaemin are a couple, right?" Your brows furrowed at the sudden question. Strangers were now asking out of the blue. They were staring at you, waiting to hear your answer.

You bit the inside of your lip, not knowing what to say. "We're just friends, that's all," You panicked as two girls you've never met before looked at you in shock, expecting you to say that you were a couple.

"So I can shoot my shot, and you'll be okay with it?" She stared at you, waiting to hear every damn response you had. "Yeah, go ahead." You shrugged as she walked off with her friend.

You shook your body like you were trying to get rid of the vibes from that conversation. Everything felt off the rest of the day. Your phone buzzed suddenly. You weren't expecting to hear from Jaemin anytime soon as he had a lecture that took up most of his days.

Minnie: Damn, I've had like four girls dm me today. Do you know anything about that?

Y/N: I'm sorry. I panicked when people asked me what we were. I said we're just really close friends.

Y/N: I mean

Y/N: that is what we are?

Y/N: right?

You panicked with each text. Maybe you shouldn't have just dismissed the girls by saying you were friends and nothing more. That was your opportunity to claim him as yours and maybe solidify your relationship. Regrets started to seep in as you waited for his response.

As you waited to hear from him, you packed up your belongings and walked home. You were getting worried that maybe you fucked up. Maybe you should've told those girls not to talk to him. It was too late now for you to take back your words.

You sighed as you walked into your apartment. Setting your study materials on the dining table. You were supposed to focus on your work, yet you were tapping your home screen every few minutes. The screen lit up to a photo of you and Jaemin as you searched through notifications, seeing that he texted you about five minutes ago.

Minnie: Yeah

You stared at that four-letter word. He always had more to say than just one quick word. Even with the confessions from both sides, nothing happened, so why did he seem so upset this time around? For the first time, actual awkwardness seeped in between both of you. It wasn't one of those quick ones that got pushed behind you. It felt much more severe.

Conversations were shorter, and you didn't think much at first. Maybe he started talking to one of the girls that hit him up. You kept telling yourself everything would work out. Conversations were just shorter since finals were around, and Jaemin wanted to study for them seriously. It wouldn't surprise you as he always held himself to high standards.

You'd be happy for him if he did; you started talking to another guy you ran into on campus. You could only wish Jaemin was doing the same. The connection that started to form between you and Jeno was becoming similar to the one you had with Jaemin. Your only issue was telling if this would stay as a platonic friendship and not a relationship. That was always your downfall when talking to someone.

Jaemin was a prime example. God, he was perfect. He knew everything about you, every place you loved to be touched, the pace that would drive you straight to an orgasm every time without fail. He also knew what made you smile after a rough day of class or if you ran into trouble with anything. He just knew you.

You couldn't lie when you say you regret how things were beginning to separate from you and Jaemin; it would've been much easier for you just to commit and try again with confessing.

Jaemin could say the same about you. That's why he was worried about the distance that started to form. It wasn't intentional, but he was hurt that you didn't try again with him. Instead, you just let him go without talking to each other.

Minnie: Hey love, I was wondering if you'd like to come over? I miss you, and I want to talk with you :(

You stared at the text and looked over at Jeno. He was watching your movements as you held your phone. "I'm so sorry to do this. Do you mind if we study another night? You have my number, so just text me." You collected your belongings.

He gave you a quick goodbye as you made your way over to Jaemin's. Your heart suddenly started to beat faster as you got closer and closer. It has been a while since you've seen him, and you were just hoping he didn't have a grudge against you.

The door opened after a quick and gentle knock. "Y/N," He grinned and wrapped you in a hug. "I wasn't expecting you to come. You didn't say anything after I asked." You stood there in his embrace for a moment. Holding onto him like your life depended on it.

"Are you upset at me?" you blurted out, your head on his chest. Your heart rate decreased as you heard him sigh. "No, silly." He let you into his apartment, not wanting to keep holding you in his door frame. "Are you mad at me?" He fired the same question at you as you shook your head quickly. "Absolutely not. But I am curious about something," You had a mischievous smirk on your face as he raised an eyebrow, wondering what you could've possibly been talking about.

"And where is the curiosity coming from?" He sat down on the couch. "What girls hit you up?" You took your place on the couch next to him as he laughed a bit. "Let's see," He pulled his phone out of his pocket.

"We have…" He opened Instagram and clicked on his messages. "Jinsoul from my databases class, Hayun from the linguistics lecture we had. Sua from my algorithm lecture and Sohye from calculus." He laughed a bit and closed out of them.

You couldn't help but notice that he hasn't responded to any of them. "Okay, Mr. Popular," You teased him as he shook his head. "How about you?" He nodded towards your phone in hand. You laughed. "Only one person,"

"Really?" He was trying his best to hide his jealousy. "Yeah, Lee Jeno. He was in my psych class last year, and he randomly decided to message me. We've been hanging out. We have the same major, so we study it once a week."

He nodded, biting the inside of his lip. "I'm glad you found someone willing to help within your major. That's always helpful," He smiled at you, placing his hand on your lower thigh. "Yeah, but I still like your help," You grinned at him.

He wanted to ask you a million questions about Jeno but didn't want to press you. He figured it wasn't worth the questioning. He was jealous, though. He loved having study dates with you. He loved being able to watch you finally understand something difficult that he put into terms you understood.

He ignored his feelings for this random Jeno guy. It didn't matter. That's what he told himself. You and him were all that mattered when you came over.

It changed over time for him. What you once had wasn't happening anymore. Every time you came over, all you could do was talk about Jeno. What did Jeno help you with that week in your classes, and what were Jeno's favorite things to talk about?

It was all too much for Jaemin. He should've known it would end up as a fling for the two of you, but he figured you would be able to make it work at some point. He knew after this year you were going abroad, but he was hoping you would be with just him until the time you were going to leave.

He wasn't sure how to say these words to you. You meant the world to him, and he was losing you to some stupid guy in your major. He wanted to spend time with you and just have silly text messages in between you, but everything stopped. He eventually stopped asking if you wanted to come over because you would always be busy with classwork or with Jeno. He stared at his phone, debating if it was worth texting you, but he couldn't help himself, so he sent you a text. He wasn't too outlandish for wanting to see your face again.

Minnie: Come over :( I miss seeing your face. I know I haven't asked in a while.

You stared at the text as Jeno looked over your shoulder. "Hey, just stay with me," He smiled at you. You laughed lightly. "I want to, but he's also my best friend. I can't just keep saying no." You watched as Jeno crawled on top of you. His naked body is hovering over you in his sheets.

"Come on, Y/N," He kissed your neck as you sighed out, loving the feeling of his soft lips on your neck. "See, I know you want to stay." He smirked against your neck. You bit your lip, hesitation setting in. "Jeno, I'd love to stay, but maybe later. Okay? I just want to stop by his place for an hour. Two, tops." You stared up at those gorgeous eyes he had.

"Alright, love. Text me when you get there. I want to make sure you get there safe." He moved back to your side. You got out of his bed and dressed yourself. "I will," You smiled, watching as he leaned closer to you. You bent down and let a kiss land on his lips as he smiled at you. "Have fun," He watched as you walked out. Your heart was still pumping from your 'workout' with Jeno as you made the walk to Jaemin's.

You knocked on the door, and Jaemin opened it. Smiling at you, he didn't say anything, but he noticed that you didn't fix your hair after leaving Jeno's and the bite mark on the side of your neck. He just let you in without saying anything for a moment. He cleared his throat. "I was thinking we could get some food and watch one of those stupid reality shows." He looked at you as you quickly nodded. "Absolutely, I love those stupid shows." He let out a heartfelt chuckle. "I know you do."

He started to feel stupid; he didn't want to say it out loud, but he knew there wasn't much he could do on his own to make everything the way it used to be.

"So, what have you been up to since I last saw you?" You plopped down on his couch. He thought for a moment, trying to remember what he's done in the past three weeks. "Studying, I really want to do good on my final." He nodded, biting his lip as he thought a bit more. "I've watched a few anime's I wanted to get to. That's about it," He nodded.

He really didn't want to hear about Jeno, but he also didn't want to be rude and not ask how you were doing. He cleared his throat and sat next to you. "What about you?" He watched as you started to fix your hair. "I've been studying too. Going out with Jeno, too. He's amazing, Jaemin. We connect over everything, and it just feels so natural whenever we're together," You sighed happily.

A sour taste grew more potent in his mouth as he nodded. He couldn't help but think of what you said about him. "I'm glad." He was short and to the point, not wanting to hear about him again for the rest of the night. "What do you want to eat?" He was trying to hide the jealousy in his voice, as you thought. "Pizza? Or maybe some chicken," You spaced out, thinking hard about what you wanted.

Jaemin laughed. "How about both? I see the steam coming out of your ears," He teased you, making you whine at him. He smiled and ordered your food. He didn't want to pry but couldn't help himself. "So…what are you and Jeno?" He watched your reaction, the way your cheeks flushed at the mention of his name. A bitter taste in his mouth spread as he couldn’t get rid of it.

"We're together," You nodded, hearing a knock on the door. He stood up without a word and took the food, placing it on the table in front of you two. He tried to keep the mood light even though he was hurt hearing you admit your relationship with Jeno. He still believed that maybe there was a chance for the two of you—more than just a semester. But every time your mouth opened and Jeno's name left your lips, his heart broke some more.

He still desperately wanted to hang out with you, even though it became different in the past. The few times that you've had to catch up, he doesn't even say a word that you react to. All you could do was utter your boyfriend's name, and it started to make his hatred for this random guy grow. He created distance, slowly but enough for you to rarely talk. You started to notice after it's been a month and a half since you've talked.

Y/N: Minnie, is everything okay? We haven't talked in a while :( Are you upset about anything?

Minnie: I'm okay, Y/N. I'm just not trying to get in the way of you and your boyfriend.

Y/N: oh, shush. You're my friend! I always have time for you. I just have been worried since you haven't reached out.

Minnie: No. I'm okay; I'm free tomorrow night if you want to come over, and we could talk some more. I just want to get my classwork done now.

You blinked at the way he suddenly shut down the conversation. It was weird, even for him. It wasn't like him, he's been upset before, but he's always talked to you. You brushed it off for the night as Jeno's touch kept your mind off of how weird Jaemin was being.

You checked the time as you stretched out. You picked up your phone and saw Jaemin's text.

Minnie: Come over whenever.

Y/N: Alright, I'll leave soon :)

You stood up, throwing on some sweats and Jeno's hoodie. You texted him that you were walking up and saw him opening his door from the steps. "Hey," You smiled at him. "Hey," He held the door open for you as you walked.

You made your way to the kitchen, grabbing a water bottle from his fridge. "So, what did you want to talk about?" You took a sip of your water. "I know you thought something was off." He cleared his throat. "And there kind of is," You watched as he ran his fingers through his hair. Your heart sped up hearing him admit that. Silence filled the room at that moment.

"What's wrong?" You questioned, your heart beating out of your chest. "I know I told you it was no problem that you told people we weren't together. I just wish you asked me first. I feel like we never sat down to talk about it. Just weird confessions out of nowhere, and that was all." You shook your head at him, not believing what he had to say.

"Jaemin…" You sighed deeply. "I confessed to you, and you laughed it off. After that, I thought it was pretty straightforward that we were seeing it as just a fling. I didn't think it was something serious after that." You became upset that he was trying to blame you.

"I know, that's why it took me a bit, but then when I confessed, you did the same thing." He sat on the edge of his couch, staring at you. "Is this about Jeno?!" You scoffed as he held his head.

"Do you have to bring him to everything?!" He didn't raise his voice, but you could see he was getting annoyed. "Listen, Y/N. You went off and told everyone that I'm single. I got a few messages from girls who just want to sleep around. Not have a connection. While you got a whole relationship, I am upset, but I think I have every right to feel this way."

You listened as he rambled. Starting to get frustrated with how he was speaking. "You didn't make it clear to me, Jaemin. Please don't assume that it's my fault that we're not dating. There was clearly something about each other that neither of us wanted. I'm not taking the blame, and I'm not placing it on you. But you are being ridiculous."

His jaw dropped slightly upon hearing your words. "Clearly, something isn’t working. I thought we were both pretty honest with each other, but I was wrong. I can't just stand by and be here for you when you never want to see me because you're too busy with your boyfriend. I can't hang out and listen to you bring him up with every mention of something I say." He took a deep breath. "I'm happy for you. I'm glad you have someone, even though I wish it were me. I just think we should go separate ways."

You stared at him in disbelief. "What do you mean?" You watched as he crossed his arms over his body. "I found something else for me to do. A better program for my major abroad. I'd rather follow that than stand here every day, debating whether even to text you because you don't even respond anymore." He shrugged as you nodded slowly.

"Where are you going?" You looked at him, seeing the way his body relaxed completely. "Singapore, there's a good college over there, so hopefully that'll help me out to find a good job." His voice seemed so dry as if he was talking about something he really didn't want to do.

"And you really want to go?" You couldn't help but question him as he nodded. It was a slight nod, but it was enough for an answer. "I'm going to miss you," You walked closer to him. "I'm always a text away, don't forget that." You spoke gently. Reaching your arms out for a hug, he held you close. "I'm going to miss you, Jaemin," You sighed and held onto him.

He reluctantly hugged you, worried about getting himself hurt if he said much more. He cleared his throat as you let go. "Are you really going?" Your voice was small, and tears were forming in your eyes as he nodded. "Yeah, I hope you have a good time when you go abroad too. We can text whenever," He shrugged as you nodded. You were in disbelief that he was leaving, but there was nothing that you could say to make him stay.

He did want to stay, but now that he's really seen how you feel for someone else, he's just decided it was better for him to run.

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