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forsakenflame · 26 days ago

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Idk I you want to start off by doing a short fanfiction or long one. But I do have one small idea, that I hope helps you get started. How would Sylus or Zayne react to MC that got a subconjunctival hemorrhage? It's basically a broken blood vessel in the eye which causes red in the sclera. Whether by very intense or sudden sneezes or straining. And considering MC is a hunter, I wouldn't be surprised if that has happened at least once before. So maybe MC tries to hide it by wearing shades or surgical eyepatch, but either of the LI is curious as to why the next time he sees MC.

It's not perfect and I know it took a while, but someone had given me the idea to write about a Subconjunctival Hemorrhage which just is a broken blood vessel and typically goes away in a few days. It's my first time writing the guys again, so I hope you all enjoy!

Total word count: 2,487

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Sylus

The mission the hunters sent me on today was worse than the pervious one. The wanders just woulnd't stop showing up, I should've called for backup. Now every part of my body ached. I knew that he was going to be upset when I got home, but I'd be sure to explain what happened.

"Sylus?" I set my weapon down on the table inside of his room, I didn't see the twins on the way in. Which in itself was weird. "Did the twins go out?"

"Caw!" Mephisto landed next to me, tilting his head.

My hand rested on the table, as I brushed past Mephi. "Sy?" I turned the corner. He was sitting down on his favorite brown chair, and it looked like he was fast asleep. A small smile creeped onto my face, "I'm not even surprised…"

"Next time you're sleeping I'll talk just as loud as you." Sylus turned his head slightly, raising it off of his hand. His Crimson eyes were off to the side, though he couldn't fully see me.

I couldn't help the soft chuckle that left my throat. "I'm sorry, Sylus." I shifted my weight and made my way around the couch and chairs to sit next to him. "I didn't mean to be gone for the mission that long."

Sylus moved to sit up, "As long as it brings you back safely, then the time doesn't matter." His eyes finally met mine, and his smile quickly turned into a frown. "Did you get hit today?"

I shook my head, debating as I thought back to the fights. "No… I don't believe so." The way Sylus was staring me down gave me a bit of anxiety. "What's wrong… Sy?"

"Your eye." Sylus moved his hand to rest on my cheek, "I'll get an eye doctor to check you out." His finger rubbed my cheek, I think he was trying to calm me down.

"Is it bad?" My heart raced as I shook my head, standing up to walk to the bathroom. I pushed open the door and stood in front of the mirror, my left eye was bloodshot red. "Oh god." My hand went to touch around it, it didn't hurt and my vision felt fine.

Sylus walked into the bathroom, he held up his phone and took a picture of it. Sending it through a message. "Don't worry, kitten." He slid the device into his pocket, "I've already reached out to the doctor. As long as you can see, we shouldn't get to worked up yet."

He sounded so calm, but I felt like part of him was more nervous than me. I nodded my head, "Alright… Do we need to go see him?"

"Potenially." Sylus never took his eyes off of me, "And if you do, I will drive you there faster than you can say Mephisto." I felt my mind ease, as Sylus guided me back to the couch. It was fifteen minutes after he had sent the text that he had gotten a response. "If it doesn't improve within three days we will go in." He placed his phone on the coffee table.

"What?" I didn't fully understand him, from seeing him being Anxious to completely fine in minutes.

Sylus smiled as his hand found mind, he rubbed the back of it. "The doctor said it's just a Hemorrhage, you just broke a blood vessel." His voice grew soft as he moved to pick me up off of the bed, "So… Let's get you to bed, darling."

Xavier

The wanders kept coming, I could feel my chest beating quickly. I wiped my hand across my cheek, every muscle in my body ached. "Xavier! Your left!" I shouted out to him as I shot my weapon off to the side of him, trying to counter the wanders that were heading toward him.

"Got it!" Xavier countered, as he charged toward them with his sword. Cutting through them like they were nothing, just like the first time I met him in that weird warehouse. By the time we defeated all the wanders, I sat down on the ground. Allowing myself a moment to breathe, my eyes followed him as he walked toward me. "Are you alright?"

"Yeah, just… tired." I smiled at him as he moved to sit down next to me, leaning against me. "I suppose I can relate to you now."

Xavier rolled his eyes and couldn't help but let out a soft scoff, "I could go for a nap." He yawned as his head fell onto my shoulder. A smile appeared on my face as I watched him. I nuzzled into him, feeling an overwhelming sense of safety. We both fell asleep, allowing the time to pass.

When I found myself waking up, Xavier was no longer sitting next to me. He was now standing more than a few steps away, looking off into the distance at the moon. "Xavier…" I pushed myself up and walked over to join him.

"You're awake." Xavier turned his head to look at me, his baby blue eyes shifted around my face. "Did you have a bad dream? You're hurt."

"What do you mean?" I tilted my head, trying to put the pieces together of what he meant.

Xavier walked toward me, moving his hands to touch around my left eye. "You should take another nap." His weight shifted as he moved to sit me back down onto the ground. "Your eye, it's extremely red."

My eyes widened as I looked up at him, "Shouldn't I go to a doctor then?" I paused feeling anxiety boiling in my chest, "I don't think another nap will work…"

Xavier moved to sit back down next to me, waving his hand in front of my eyes. "Can you still see?"

"Yes?…"

"Then you can take another nap." Xavier wrapped his arms around me, pulling me closer into his chest. I couldn't fight the feeling as I nuzzled into him. Even if I wanted to go see a doctor they wouldn't be open this late. I'll go tomorrow when Xavier can't lure me into taking a nap with him…

Zayne

The day had blown past me, I almost forgot to go to the hospital to see Zayne. He was working and wanted me to come and see him after work. It took me longer than I wanted because a wander had shown up and I was the closest hunter.

When I entered the hospital I looked over and noticed Zayne sitting in the waiting room, he was working on documents. Using his brief case to prop them up, he's always so busy. I wish there was something I could do to help ease his stress. "Zayne!"

His head quickly shifted to look up at me, "There you are." His voice softened as he took off his glasses, placing them on his shirt. He moved the documents onto the chair next to him. "You're late."

"I know." I paused as I moved toward him, a smile on my face. "I had to take care of a wander, but seems you also had work to do." As I moved to give him a hug I found my chin getting grabbed. He lifted it up, examining my face. "Zayne?"

"Your eye." Zayne grumbled as he moved closer to my face, blushing I shifted closer to him. "We should take you to the Optometrist." He let go of my chin and walked back to his brief case, "He should still be here."

"You're scaring me." I mumbled as I followed after him, he was walking quickly down the hall. Taking large strides. It felt like catching up to him was going to be impossible. He never responsed to me, but just held my hand as we walked.

He pushed open the door and peaked his head in, "Do you have a moment?" Zayne brought me into the office, it looked a lot like his own. But the desk was on the other side, and had a few more bookshelves.

"I can make time." The doctor stood up and walked over to Zayne, "It's only fair. What's going on?"

Zayne moved to push me forward, "Her left eye. I just want to make sure it's alright." I couldn't find words to speak up for myself. It felt wrong to try and fight against Zayne, after all he was doing what he could to help me.

The Optometrist grabbed a hand light and began to shine along my eye. He made sure that he took a good peak at every angle. "Well, on the surface it looks fine." He paused for a moment and motioned for me to sit down. I didn't hesitate to listen. "I want to make sure that the inside of your eye is healthy."

"Thank you." I mumbled out softly, this poor doctor was probably extremely busy and Zayne now had him helping me. The doctor put on a headseat that had a magnifier and a light on it, he quickly examined before taking it off.

"It's just a Subconjunctival Hemorrhage, give it a few days if it doesn't heal up come back." The Optometrist moved to sit back down at his desk, "She'll need an appointment that time."

"Understood, thank you." Zayne waited for me, holding out his hand. I took it and said a quick thanks to the doctor was we walked through the hallway again. "Better safe than sorry." I couldn't help but laugh at Zayne and his worry.

Rafaeyl

It had been a few days since I had seen Rafaeyl, and I had been avoiding him. The last battle I had taken apart in had left my eye with a hemorrhage, nothing bad. The doctor said it should be gone in a few more days. But Rafaeyl continued to blow up my phone, and begged me to stop by.

I walked into his house, keeping my sunglasses on to try and hide the broken blood vessel. "Raf?" I called out to him but was greated by Thomas, he smiled and began to lead me toward where he must have been hiding out.

"Here you are." Thomas quickly left me along, most likely to go plan more events for Rafaeyl. "If you need me I'm using his couch."

"Thanks Thomas." I couldn't help but laugh as I made my way toward him. "Rafaeyl, you could've told me that you were back here."

Rafaeyl tilted his head and walked toward me, "I was busy… and Thomas is working on my couch." He smiled as his eyebrow raised, "You're wearing sunglasses inside?"

"They're just so comfortable." I lied through my teeth, and smiled at him. "What are you working on?" He didn't seem to buy the words that left my throat, so he didn't say anything.

Their was a silence between both of us as he crossed his arms, "Miss Bodyguard, we've talked about this." He shook his head, annoyed. "You can't lie to me."

This was way to similar to the time he checked into the hospital after twisting his ankle. "I just have a slight work injury." I shook my head with a slight laugh leaving my throat. "It'll heal soon."

Rafaeyl's eyebrows lowered, "Show me." I took off my sunglasses and placed them on the top of my head. He moved closer to me, placing his hand on my cheek. He rubbed it, "You're going to be okay?"

"Yes, I'm going to be alright." My hand moved to rest on top of his, leaning into his hold. "Now come on, tell me what you're working on!" He turned around and brought me toward the large painting that he was working on, it was a couple in front of a large fountain. The colors were perfect, I turned to look at him. His eyes were stuck on his work, a smile plastered on his face.

Caleb

Caleb hadn't been back to Linkon for a while. I missed him, so I kept busy with work. Working more missions than I probably should be. My body was getting overworked, I knew it was. My eyes were sore. When I was the bathroom I noticed in the mirror that my left eye was bright red.

My phone went off taking my attention off of it. I walked into my bedroom grabbing it off of the bed. Officer Apple. I smiled at his name in my phone, I refused to change it. I read his message, my heart racing. Open the door.

I quickly grabbed my sunglasses off of my table and slid them on. Walking to the front door, I pulled it open. In front of me, stood Caleb. His purple eyes almost pierced through the glasses. He was out of his colonel uniform, "Hey, pipsqueak."

"You didn't tell me you were coming back!" I couldn't help the excitment that ran through my body, as my arms quickly wrapped around him. I nuzzled into feeling the sunglasses press against my head.

"It wouldn't be a surprise then." Caleb chuckled as he hugged me back, "Those can't be comfortable on your face." He moved to run a hand through my hair, it almost made me forget that I was trying to hide my eye from him.

"I don't mind, besides it's the new fashion." I pulled away from him, looking pleased as he kept rubbing my hair. "How long are you here for?"

Caleb tilted his head, his eyes darkened as his other hand moved to take the sunglasses off of my face. "Only for a few days." He let out a breath as he took in the sight of my left eye. "What happened?"

My eyes found the ground, looking at our feet. "I've been working on a lot of missions, and it just caught up to me." I explained as we moved to walk into the living room of my apartment. "It should heal up soon! The doctor said it's completely fine."

"I'm gone for a few months, and when I return you've got a bloody eye." Caleb fell to sit down on the couch, keeping his eyes trained on me. "You've really got to be more careful, pipsqueak."

"It wasn't like I tried to." I exclaimed as I moved to sit down next to him.

"I know." Caleb moved to pull me against his chest, "Doesn't mean I enjoy seeing you like this." I nuzzled into him, pulling my legs onto the couch. "Stay with me tonight." His hand brushed my left check, I nodded and smiled into him. Closing my eyes as I allowed myself to drift into sleep.

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forsakenflame · 2 months ago

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Saja Boys x Reader

In which you are out on a date with your boyfriend and some creep tries to drug your drink

So I’ve only really written Baby’s and Jinu’s scenarios. If you guys want the rest of the boys, lemme know and hopefully I can get the motivation to finish this!

Jinu (940)

After another successful performance, Jinu wanted to celebrate with you; his wonderful partner, at a new club that recently opened up. It wasn’t exactly your scene, but Jinu had wanted to celebrate with you and who were you to deny him?

So, here you were, sitting at the bar with a comforting arm wrapped around your shoulders. Lights were flashing and dancing across the walls and floor. Music was blaring and shaking the ground, vibrating through your bones. A drink was sat in front of you, something fruity and light. You weren’t looking to get too rowdy. Not when your boyfriend was a famous idol, not when he had an image to uphold.

You’d been sitting and laughing with Jinu as his fingers idly brushed up and down your shoulder, a silent comfort.

“Did you see security dragging out one of the fans because they tried to sneak backstage after the show?” You asked, a small smile on your lips as you brought your drink up to take a sip.

Jinu raised a brow, chuckling softly as he listened to you. “I didn’t, but security made me aware of what happened.” He replied as he offered his drink to you. “To a successful night.”

You laughed and raised your drink to his. “To a successful night.” You repeated. “And to you.”

“To me?” Jinu asked, trailing his finger down your shoulder. He smiled gently at you, his head ever so slightly tilted to the side like a puppy.

“Yes. To you. To you and to-“

“Excuse me.”

A voice came from behind you, drawing both your attention and Jinu’s as well.

A man, tall and slender, was leaning against the bar next to you. His eyes locked onto you. He looked a little worse for wear with long unkempt hair and a cologne that was far too strong. He seemed harmless enough.

The stranger struck up a conversation. Asking things about yourself, complimenting you. He seemed to ignore Jinu all together which only made your demon boyfriend beside you bristle.

“How about I buy you a drink? Whatcha havin’?” The stranger asked, leaning closer. His breath reeked of alcohol but there was something about him that told you he wasn’t as far gone as he seemed.

“No, thank you.” You replied, keeping a cordial smile on your face.

“Aw, come on. It’s just one drink.” The stranger replied, already flagging down the bartender.

“I’m still nursing this one.” You told him as you pointed to the drink in your hand.

The strange man clearly wasn’t taking no for an answer. So Jinu shifted beside you and pulled you closer into his side. “She said no.” He asserted with narrowed eyes.

This display clearly didn’t faze the stranger, for he simply slid closer to you, arms crossed.

You nervously set your drink down and swallowed thickly, an uncomfortable feeling settling in the pit of your stomach.

Jinu, ever the observant one, picked up on the subtle change in your body language. “Why don’t you back off.” He said, voice dripping with untold warning.

The man, finally seeming to understand the situation, raised his hands in mock defeat and straightened up. He muttered an apology, but the grin on his face suggested something else was going on even as he finally left.

You looked over to Jinu and smiled at him, laying your head against his shoulder. “Thanks.”

“No need.” He said as he brushed his fingers through your hair.

“I’m gonna say it anyway.” You whisper sweetly as you lean into his touch. You go to pick up your drink, but before you’re able to, Jinu takes it from you. “Hey!”

“You’re not drinking that.” He replied simply, leaning over the counter to dump the drink into the drain that stretched across the bar.

“Why not?” You asked exasperatedly as you reached for the glass in a futile attempt to get your drink back.

You turned to Jinu, brows furrowed in confusion and anger. “What was that for?”

“Don’t worry about it.” He replied as he reached a hand forward to tuck some of your hair behind your ear. “How about we head home and I’ll make you a drink.” He offered as he slid off the bar stool and offered you his hand.

You huffed in annoyance but took his hand regardless. “Fine.”

“Go wait for me outside. I’ll close out our tab.” He said to you with that characteristic smile you couldn’t quite resist.

“Don’t make me wait too long.” You replied as you hesitantly dropped his hand from your own.

“I wouldn’t dream of it.” He said before he kissed the top of your head.

You turned and walked out of the club, the cool air feeling wonderful on your flustered face. You wrapped your arms around yourself, back against the wall as you waited for Jinu to return.

It took longer than you expected for him to close out the tab. You were even about to go back inside to look for him before he appeared by your side in a puff of red mist. His eyes were glowing and his skin held an unnatural purple hue.

You knew what that meant, but instead of acknowledging it outright, you simply asked him what had taken him so long.

Jinu swiped the back of his hand across his lip, dusting off his hand on his pant leg before taking your hand tightly in his own. “Just taking care of something. Let’s go home?”

“Let’s.” You replied, taking the lead home.

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Baby (1.4k)

Baby didn’t like going clubbing. He didn’t really like social outings all that much. Not like the other members of the Saja Boys. But he put it up with it because it was something you enjoyed and he liked seeing you happy. He would sit at the bar or in the corner of whatever booth the boys booked out twirling the straw in his drink.

He kept his eyes on you though, never letting you leave his line of sight for too long. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust you, or that he was possessive. It was that he didn’t trust other people. Especially the degenerates who liked to hang around these obnoxiously loud places with their shitty music that made his ears bleed.

But the way you were dancing with a wide smile on your face made all of this headache worth it. You were twirling around and swaying to the music like you had no care in the world and Baby was enthralled with you. So enthralled in fact that he felt drawn to join you.

You came over to the table and picked up your drink, sipping from it to cool your flustered face.

“Come dance with me.” You said to Baby, batting your eyelashes at him. When he didn’t reply immediately, you frowned. “Well, maybe I’ll go dance with Romance or Abby.” You teased as you sauntered off back to the dance floor.

Well, Baby couldn’t have that. He couldn’t have you dancing with some other guy, even if they were his bandmates. Especially because it was his bandmates.He pushed himself up from the table, leaving the group’s drinks behind but still under his careful gaze.

Before you could even attempt to follow through on your tease, you felt a pair of hands slide up your waist. They pulled you back against a solid wall of muscle, the grip on your waist firm but not harsh. You didn’t have to look back to know who it was. Even as you felt a nose bury itself into the crook of your neck.

“You seem to be having fun.” Baby whispered into your ear, warm breath tickling your ear.

You shivered as you tilted your head to the side, giving Baby more access to your neck.

“Mhm, not here.” Baby replied as he glanced up from your neck towards the table.

“You’re no fun.” You replied as you turned in his arms to face him, wrapping your arms around his neck.

Baby chuckled and leaned his forehead against your own, swaying you to the music that drowned out everything else.

His hands on your waist felt so natural, your body melding into his. He brought a hand up, gently caressing your cheek. He wasn’t usually so touchy, especially not in public. But you’d tested his patience by even insinuating that you’d go off to dance with Romance or Abby.

So now, here he was, with his hands on your waist and your arms around his neck. You swayed to the music, matching his rhythm as he led you in dance. His hands travelled along your waist, thumbs slipping under the hem of your shirt. You swayed your hips against his, music filling the space between the two of you.

But even so, his gaze did not shift down to you like you hoped it would. No. His gaze was fixed on the table where your things were. You wondered what was so captivating about what was going on at the table, but when you tried to turn your head to see what it was, a thumb and forefinger found its way to your chin.

Baby tilted your face up to his, a small smirk on his lips. “Focus on me, darling.” He murmured as he laid his forehead to yours again.

“What’s so important over at the table?” You asked softly, closing your eyes as he pulled you closer to him. Body against body.

“Nothing, just thought I saw someone hanging around our table.” He replied, one of his hands moving to the small of your back.

“Everything okay?” You asked, trying to turn your head once more to look back at the table.

Baby brought your gaze back to his, that small smirk softening into a smile. “Yeah, don’t worry about it. I’ve got it under control.” He replied as he snapped his fingers, a reddish-pink puff of misty smoke lingering around his fingertips.

“You did not just do demon magic.” You whispered to him, receiving no more than a shrug for an answer.

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When you and Baby had returned back to the table, you leaning into his side and his arm around your waist.

A guy had walked up to your table, his eyes trailing you up and down with a hungry yet slightly dazed expression. The stranger had tripped over his own two feet, practically crashing into the table. His recovery was less than smooth, and neither were the slurred words he spoke to you: “Heyyy pretty girl, you wanna come dance with me? Ditch your boytoy?”

You glanced over to Baby, but instead of seeing a quiet rage you knew could boil over in seconds, you were met with a smug look plastered on your boyfriend’s face.

It didn’t take much to connect the dots. Whatever demon magic Baby had done earlier was likely a result of something this stranger had done.

“Um, no. I’m okay.” You replied, scooting closer to Baby. You could tell that this guy wasn’t just drunk. No. You’ve seen drunk before and it wasn’t like this. This was a whole new level of weird and freedom of inhibitions.

“Aw, come on. Drink with me.” The man said as he gestured to the glass sitting in front of you. He raised the glass that was in his hand, liquid sloshing over the rim and trailing down the side of the glass.

You looked up to Baby, expecting to see anger flickering behind his expression. Instead, he still wore that smug smirk. There was definitely something going on here that you were missing.

Baby looked at you and raised a brow at your drink.

You hesitantly picked up the glass and took a sip. As the wheaty drink slid down your throat, you immediately realised that the drink wasn’t yours. You looked over to Baby and then back at the strange man who was stumbling over himself without even going anywhere.

The dots started to connect now. Baby’s demon magic, this guy coming out of nowhere to flirt with you, and the way your drink was no longer your drink.

The man swaying on his feet seemed happy that you drank whatever was in your hand. “If you want to ditch this loser, come—” he hiccuped and laughed at his own stupidity. “— find me.”

You gave him an awkward smile and a curt nod which seemed to satisfy whatever was going on in his head.

As he walked away, you looked up to Baby. “Explain yourself.”

“What? There’s nothing to explain.” Baby replied, pulling you further into his side.

“No, the Baby I know would have ripped that dude a new one for even thinking of flirting with me in front of you. Why are you so calm?” You asked, brow raised.

Baby sighed like you’d ruined the joke only he was in on, but then he smiled and tilted your head up to meet his gaze fully. “He drugged your drink, so I switched them.”

“You-” You paused, the words replaying in your mind as the pieces clicked into place. “You switched them? So you roofied the guy with his own drug?”

“Amusing, isn’t it?” He asked, leaning in just a little closer to you. His lips brushed against yours as he spoke. “I thought he should get a taste of his own medicine.”

Heat rose to your cheeks as you playfully pushed Baby’s face away. “Amusing? Yes. Deserved? Also yes.” You replied before pulling him in by the front of his shirt. Your lips met his for a brief moment. A moment all too soon cut off.

When you pulled away, Baby had a small pout on his lips. “Thanks for looking out for me.”

His pout melted away as he leaned forward to kiss your forehead, brushing some of your hair to the side. “Anything for you.”

You smiled and leaned in to whisper in his ear. “Anything?”

You could feel him nod and that made you giggle softly. “Then maybe we could get out of here and I can show you how much I appreciate you?”

You pulled away to see Baby’s face. He looked like he was still processing what you had said to him, but soon enough, he was dragging you towards the exit.

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