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Walking in on Kai touching himself and instead of helping him finish making him finish himself off and then finish you off. I don't know why I find this extremely sexy 😂

This is a revisit of a vampire!Kai I’ve written about before. Feel free to read part 1 and 2 about him ʕ￫ᴥ￩ʔ Enjoy!

Becoming a Vampire’s Midnight Snack (M)

It was almost midnight by the time the spires finally came into view through the heavy snow. Still, your car achingly trudged up the hill until you found the golden gates, hardly visible past the fat snowflakes. There wasn’t much time to marvel at the surroundings when you could feel the security guard’s glare through the sunglasses he wore...in the middle of the night...during a snowstorm.

You gave a mental sigh after the guard nodded at your invitation card and opened the gate. Vampires will be vampires.

You were just excited to see your boyfriend. The past week had been torture without him, if you could count a girls’ getaway on a tropical island as torture. You had sipped your share of coconut and pineapple drinks, and you were ready to see your boyfriend again.

Even if it was just to hump around like rabbits.

Thanks to Kai, you had a healthy dose of sex nearly every night, and when that stopped for your vacation, your body took it as a jarring change. Despite all the activity during the day, you still craved your boyfriend’s touch, his voice, his scent. His mere presence. The steady text messages about mundane work topics often turned into fervent sexting, but it still wasn’t enough.

Was this what it felt like to be a clingy girlfriend?

You were practically bouncing out of the car as you grabbed your small suitcase from the trunk. The boundless steps up to the door were no problem when you knew you were seconds away from seeing Kai.

The doors creaked open just as you were about to knock, but it wasn’t Kai who opened the door.

“Good evening. Please, come in from the snow,” said a little old lady with her white hair knotted into a severe bun at the top of her head.

You fought a frown as you followed her up the stairs. The grand house was quiet, which meant all the other guests had gone to bed, and you didn’t want to be pushy and ask the question but...where was Kai?

Silently, you followed the old lady down the numerous halls. This building would be home to many A-listers for the weekend until the awards show Sunday evening. Most of the guests, Kai included, had arrived this morning, but your flight had been delayed thanks to the snow, and now you were twelve hours behind everybody else.

Not a big deal, you had told yourself. There wasn’t much for a human secretary to do anyway while her boss was just here to accept an award.

You sneaked a peek at your phone, checking to see if there were any new text messages from Kai. Nothing. The last one was about the weather.

Kai: [It’s so cold here. Wish you were here to warm me up.]

You: [Cold! You’re a vampire.]

Kai: [A cold vampire who misses you.]

You had replied with some random jumbled words, expressing how much you had missed him too, though his cheesy flirting lines still caught you off guard from time to time and you could only remember wanting to throw your phone across the room. His words still lingered, though, and you made sure to pack his wool coat in your suitcase before you left.

“Your room, my dear. I apologize for the creaky floors in advance. This wing is very old.” The old lady stopped in front of a red door with an angel carved on it. “Your mate’s room is next door. Breakfast will be served at 8.”

Keeping your voice soft, you thanked the old woman and bid her goodnight before turning the knob to your room.

You let out a breath as you looked inside. No Kai waiting there.

Well, he might still be busy writing his acceptance speech. He had been stressing over it when you egged him to write one because you knew he had a good chance of winning the trophy for Upstart of the Year. He had led a good campaign, and he was now a household name for his contributions toward the werewolf quarantine.

Or maybe he was asleep.

You checked your phone one last time before stripping down for bed. You didn’t want to be a clingy girlfriend, but the ache wasn’t getting any better. In fact, as you slipped into your pajama shorts, you had to pause for a second for the throbbing to go away.

You could touch yourself now, you told yourself. During the trip, you had roomed with two other girls so nighttime fun wasn’t an option. But having your own room like this, you could relieve yourself of some of the torture.

Except sometimes you weren’t so quiet. And with the age of the building, it seemed the walls could be quite thin. Pair that with the creakiness of the bed as you sat down, you feared waking up the whole guest list, let alone Kai next door.

You groaned inwardly and shut off the lights. You hadn’t seen your boyfriend for a week. You could survive another night.

Then your eyes found the small door in the corner near the wardrobe. It didn’t have any markings on it, only an unassuming golden door knob. The bathroom was on the opposite side of the room, and according to the lady who led you upstairs, the only room on the other side of the wall was Kai’s.

Gingerly, you climbed out of bed and pressed your ear to the door. You promised yourself if you heard nothing, you would go back to bed. There was no sense in waking up your boyfriend if the both of you had a long day tomorrow.

You held your breath, leaning against the door. There wasn’t any sound at all except a single creak.

Maybe he had just turned on his bed, causing it to squeak a bit. You bit your lip, pressing closer.

A moan came from the other side and you didn’t think twice before turning the knob. Either your boyfriend was hurt or he was having a bad dream, and you didn’t like the sound of either of those things happening.

Your hand was still on the cool gold knob when you stopped at the threshold to his room, staring right at him as he stood on the other end, his shoulders leaning against the bookshelf, his lips curled, his fangs extended.

His hand on his cock, stroking.

Your gaze followed his grip, watching as he pulled on his length and a drop of precum beaded on his tip.

“You didn’t come say hi,” you said, still frozen in your spot.

Kai stopped, his eyes focusing on you instead of your bare legs. The corner of his lips kicked up in a smirk. “If I was downstairs to greet you, they would have found the two of us naked in the lobby. You wouldn’t have had time to unzip your coat before I had you against the wall.”

“You knew I was here.”

“Of course I did. I can smell you from a mile away, sugar.” His fist stroked his erection again, and you swore he got thicker since the last time you had seen him.

You crossed your arms, holding your position. He wasn’t going to get the satisfaction he wanted if he wasn’t even going to say hello.

His fangs glistened in the light of the fireplace as his smile widened. “You’re angry.”

“Yes, I’m definitely angry. I’ve missed my boyfriend too, but I’d rather spend time with him than touch myself alone in my room,” you said, turning up your nose. “But I guess if you want to do that, then I’ll let you finish.”

You heard the growl low in his throat, and you would have missed it completely if you hadn’t heard it so many times before, but still you stood your ground. “You’re going to watch me touch myself?”

You nodded. “I’ll be right here. Once you’re done, you can help me get ready for bed.”

He raised a brow, his hand picking up the pace.”How so?”

“It’s been a long day of traveling.” You feigned a yawn as you crossed over to the chair and sat down in front of him, his shaft at eye level. “My boss keeps talking about work, and all I want to do is relax.”

You felt a shiver as you noticed his eyes were glued on your chest as you slowly unbuttoned your pajama top. His hard abs twitched as he sucked in a breath, his attention focused on the silk that fell from your shoulders.

You stretched your neck from side to side, watching his cock continue to leak. You licked your lips to stop yourself from leaning forward and lapping him up. “Oh, did I tell you I had some massages on the beach with my girls? It was nice and all, but you know where I wished I could be massaged?” You bit your lip and gingerly cupped your breasts as you lowered your voice. “My boyfriend usually touches them for me, like this.”

You hid your smile as Kai cursed, watching your hands knead your breasts, circling the tips with your fingers. He canted forward, furiously pulling at his length that you almost worried he was going too rough.

“But since my boyfriend only touches himself,” you continued, leaning up so you could whisper in his ear, “I can feel my breasts getting heavier, and my poor underwear is so wet all the time.”

With a muffled moan against the sensitive skin of your neck, Kai knotted his fingers in your hair and suddenly you felt the hot spurts of seed on your chest. He mouthed your name against your shoulder as more and more shots landed on your hard nipples, dripping down to your thighs.

Kai collapsed forward, somehow picking you up and settling you into his lap on the chair all in one smooth move. That was the vampire in him, and you were glad for it as you adjusted yourself so you wouldn’t crush him.

“You’re so beautiful with this tan.” He pulled you close and breathed in the scent of your hair. “You smell like the beach. I’ve missed you so fucking much.”

“Mm, me too,” you sighed, licking his cum off your fingers and tugging down your shorts. “Now it’s my turn.”

He only helped you pull your bottoms down to your knees before picking up your legs by the ankle. “That’s all you need. I can’t wait another second.”

And then he inserted a thick finger inside.

You gasped, arching your back into him. Had a week of no sex made you tighter? Was that a thing that happened?

“Fuck me, sugar. You’re sucking my finger in.” He chuckled as your pussy made a wet noise. “Do you know how long I’ve waited for this? I almost broke down and bought a plane ticket when you showed me your bikini photos.”

“Really?” you breathed. He circled your clit with his thumb, and you shook for no reason. It was just a small touch yet it sent an earthquake through your body. “I-I mean, good. That was what I wanted all along.”

He laughed, nipping your skin. “To torture me? You better show me the rest of those pictures as well, then.”

You squirmed in his lap, your pointed nipples jutting up to the ceiling, begging for a touch as well. “There aren’t any other good photos.” It was true. You took maybe forty photos and only kept two.

“Don’t lie to me,” he said, adding another finger to stretch you open. You slapped a hand down on the armrest, causing the chair to creak a little bit. “Shh, the others are all asleep.”

You opened your mouth, remembering there were other people in this house. You weren’t home. You couldn’t scream if you came, so you smothered your whimpers with a fist.

All of a sudden, his hand clamped down on your breast, rubbing the mound with the remainder of his sticky seed. “Is this what you wanted?” he growled. “Does my sugar need a little help getting ready for bed?”

He pinched your sensitive nipple, tugging on it until you bucked your hips. You had missed this. You had missed him so much.

“God, you smell so good,” he panted, licking the shell of your ear.

“Bite me.”

His lips froze, though he continued the frenzy assault on the rest of your body. “What?”

“Bite me,” you rasped, knowing you were seconds away from coming. “I won’t scream. I promise I won’t scream.” You didn’t want to bring attention to yourself from the other guests in the house when you were the only human here. You didn’t want to embarrass Kai. But you still wanted him. “I’ll be your midnight snack.”

Then you felt his fangs penetrate your skin, and it wasn’t a moment later when your body flung itself into the air, quivering uncontrollably. You could hear the wetness of your pussy splashing, but it was overpowered by Kai’s fingers expertly stroking in and out of you. All of that didn’t compare to the pleasure of his bite, the way it connected all the points he touched from your neck to your nipple to your clit.

You were a mess when you came down from your orgasm, your legs trembling as you clung onto Kai’s arms for dear life. You felt like you had just taken a huge fall and was at risk of falling again, despite being nestle against Kai’s strong chest.

A bell rang and you jolted, held in place only by your boyfriend’s embrace. “What was that?”

He nuzzled your neck, having disengaged his fangs without you even noticing. “I ordered room service when you arrived downstairs. I figured you would be hungry after driving for so long.”

A movement came from beside the fireplace and you watched as a panel in the wall swung open, revealing a place of cookies and a glass of milk. You settled back, thankful nobody was about to walk in. “I can’t eat that,” you murmured, feeling the exhaustion sinking in now that you body was finally sated.

“It’s cashew milk and keto-friendly cookies.” He knew you were sticking to your diet. “Should I send it back?”

“No, give me a second and I’ll eat it.” You snuggled into his chest, savouring this moment.

You savoured it for an entire three seconds before your nose crinkled. There was something musky in the air, a lot stronger than the smell of sex that lingered after the two of you would have sex at home.

“What’s that smell? Is that the cashew milk?” you asked, sitting up.

“It’s you,” he said, pulling you back down. “When you came, some of it landed in the fire and steamed up.”

You groaned, squeezing your eyes shut and curling up against Kai’s shoulder. “Gross,” you muttered.

He laughed, stroking your hair. “I think it smells amazing.”

You sighed sleepily, enjoying the way his fingers softly ran through your hair. “Kai, you’re gross.”

Just before you fell asleep to his soft chuckle, he whispered. “No, sugar, I’m in love.”

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JFKDLAHGDKLFJSL that was the cheesiest ending I have ever written!1 I want to go jump off a cliff.

I really really liked this request because it reminded me of all those vampire stories I used to read on Quizilla where the girl would stay next door to a prince and accidentally find him jacking off WOOHOO! Good times for 9 year old me.

I hope you guys liked it and thank you to everybody for reading :) I haven’t logged onto this website in over a month since my last story ended mostly because of life changes. I went job hunting because I was tired of dealing with the hospital, but then I started seriously talking to a boy and now I can’t function on this website because it’s weird to think about s-e-x lol I had written this little one-shot months ago and now I can’t even reread it to edit it because it feels weeeeird idk. You guys have been so supportive though so I knew I still wanted to keep you entertained >:)

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Omg so ur pearlescent from aff??? I had no idea lmao I just found the existence of that place and I’ve been following you here on tumblr for months 😂 ur fics are so fckn good 🥺 I’m waiting after exams to sit down and binge read all ur works in aff especially the truth hurts I bookmarked it so quickly but then my ass scrolled through the comments 😭 shouldn’t have done that but anyways what’s done 😂 and I saw something abt an epilogue on here?

Oh woooow thank you! I’ve once again ditched aff because I just never remember to go there (I barely go onto tumblr half the time u_u) but thank you for your support over there too ^^ I hope your exams went well!!! I know school is super tough right now no matter where you are, so I hope you are crushing those exams >:)

And the link for the epilogue is here, though I don’t think it’s a very good epilogue from what I remember L M F A O.

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You taking request anytime soon? The last chapter of The Generals Sweetheart gave me some really hard Jongin feels 🤧💞❤

Yes, my inbox is open, though I don’t know how often I’ll be writing. Thank you for your support though T_T I love giving you all the FEELS.

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The Generals Sweetheart was EPIC, thank you for this beautiful piece ❤❤❤

WAH WAH thank you ;___; I’m glad you enjoyed it!

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The General’s Sweetheart: 12

Attached to Kai’s hip was where you were for nearly two decades. Now that he is in search of a suitable wife, it was time to give him space. The others called you his “sweetheart” but you knew he only saw you as a little sister. Which was why, when the royal prince proposed a risky mission, you jumped at the chance to take it and prove your own worth to the others.

(1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12ᵐ)

[ ᵐ this chapter is sexually explicit]

Part 12

A few months later...

Tugging down the arm of your sleeve, you ducked under the flap of the medical tent, careful not to bump your elbow against the side. The medic had said to keep the site clean and dry which wasn’t a problem considering how much it stung whenever it grazed anything.

You shook your head, amazed at your luck of falling into the only bush of thorns in the entire forest. Concentrating on buckling your cuffs, you nearly walked straight into a familiar pair of boots.

“I’ve been looking for you,” his deep voice drew out little tingles in your body, causing you to forget all about your wound.

You looked up and found Kai’s face staring down at you, stern as ever. “Hi,” you breathed, “I was just seeing the medic.”

His eyes flashed to the arm tucked to your chest. “I see.”

You could read his expression through the flat line of his mouth, his furrowed brows, the way his jaw flexed. For a man who led his army with an iron fist, he was full of emotion. You sighed, pulling him along the dirt road back to camp.

The two of you had always tended to each others’ wounds, using it as precious time to talk and make revisions for training routines. The only time either of you went to the medical tent was for emergencies or when the other person wasn’t around, and that didn’t happen often.

“What’s got you riled up today?” you began, watching a raccoon scurry away into the night.

“I’m not riled up.”

“Really?” You fought the urge to roll your eyes. “Let’s see. You nearly ripped a new recruit’s arm off today when you pulled him over the wall, you shot Byun Baekhyun a death glare when he joked about dick sizes, and you refused to let anyone help you tie the rope bridge.”

Not to mention, he had left nice and early this morning, leaving you to wake up alone in his room. Last night had been wonderful. The fisherman at the port had brought up a big catch and the entire town was celebrating, cooking up every seafood dish in the recipe book. With full stomachs, the two of you had gone back to Kai’s dorm, talking late into the night.

Two months after you had woken up from your accident, not much had changed except you now had a nighttime habit of kissing Kai until you fell asleep. Last night was no different, but the two of you had gone further. Somehow, between kisses, you had gotten naked, and before you knew it, Kai’s lips were no longer on your mouth but on your breasts.

Prior to this, you had thought mouth kisses were a product of heaven. You loved the way Kai licked and teased your lips and your tongue, playing with every sensitive spot he could find. But when he made his way down to your neck and your breasts, it was a whole different game.

You remembered the heat building as he swirled the tip of his tongue against your nipple, the ache that settled between your legs as he blew a breath of cool air on the tip. Even now, you were blushing at the triumphant smile he wore as he watched your poor nipple harden under his gaze, begging him for more.

“You’ve been watching me,” he said, his voice interrupting your thoughts.

You scratched your cheek, turning away, because you knew he was watching you now. “I’m just being observant.”

“As usual.” His voice was low as he placed a hand behind your back, leading you away from a big puddle at the side of the road.

That little touch sent the memories roaring, reminding you of the way he flicked your nipple back and forth, all the while drawing the other one into his mouth, giving it some much needed attention. You were telling yourself not to scream, bringing you back to the training sessions where you had to hide your voice no matter how frightened you were.

Because you were a little frightened then, even tucked into Kai’s lap, his arms around you. You didn’t know you could want a man so much, and you weren’t ready for the tension that mounted in your body. It was like you wanted to explode.

Finally, you had arched up, your fingers tangled in his hair as you whimpered, the mini-explosion leaving your body in little shock waves.

You couldn’t remember much after that except your eyelids fluttering shut. The next thing you knew, you had woken up in an empty bed, the sun shining brightly through the windows. You had scrambled out of there, realizing you were late for training and that Kai had already left.

When you saw him this morning, there was no indication that anything had happened last night. Just the same stern look he always wore when he was being the general.

Except something had happened for you last night. Each of those little shock waves had mattered when you were experiencing them with him. It felt like the two of you had become closer on another level, but maybe Kai didn’t see it the same way. Like the other soldiers have said in the past, men and women view sex differently. With some effort, you tucked your bruised little nugget of an ego away and went to training, going through the elaborate obstacle course with some effort.

“How did you fall?” Kai asked as he opened the door to his dorm.

You blinked, trying to remember the mechanics of that particular tumble. “I don’t know. I must have missed a step.”

He cut you a look. “You never miss a step.”

Well, when I’m distracted thinking about what had gone wrong last night, I might have been prone to missing a step, you wanted to retort. “Mistakes happen,” you muttered instead.

“Not with you.”

This time, you did roll your eyes. “What’s with you? I took a fall, is that so bad? My limbs are intact, I can walk, I can shoot. What are you so angry about?”

Kai’s hands flexed as he turned away, crossing to the bath.

“Kai?” You didn’t like that he was facing away. You wanted to talk to him. You loved talking to him.

Instead of talking, you watched as Kai filled the tub with water. When it was nearly full, he grabbed a few towels and pointed at the water. “Get inside.”

Your eyes widened. This was new. You had never bathed in front of him before.

“The medic should have let you wash yourself before patching your wound. How are you going to wash now that your right arm is bandaged up?” he asked, his voice gruff. “Get inside.”

Your lips parted as your fingers worked on the buttons to your muddied shirt. “I have my other hand,” you quipped.

His lips turned up in a smirk, though his eyes tracked the downward movement of your fingers. “I’ll be your other hand.”

You couldn’t make eye contact with him and his teasing words as you stepped into the tub, sighing at the hot water that came up to your chest. With one hand out of the tub, you brought your knees up to cover your breasts.

Kai raised a brow as he crouched beside you, running a washcloth down your back. “You weren’t this nervous last night.” He made big circles, working the knots out of your shoulders.

You hunched forward, knowing your needy nipples were pebbles just from his sly words and deft hands. “We were kissing last night. It’s different.”

“Should I kiss you now?”

You turned your head, giving him the answer without saying a word. He met you halfway, taking your lips between his and touching your neck, pulling to back to lean against his arm. Despite the warm water, you shivered underneath him as his cloth rubbed against your stomach, running over your delicate nipples with every other stroke.

All of a sudden, his bare hand darted between your legs, dragging his flat palm along your aching core. You gasped, squeezing your thighs together.

Kai pulled away, panting as he watched your tongue lick your swollen bottom lip. “I have become overprotective of you,” he murmured, kneading his thumb along your thigh until you relaxed.

“Hmm?” You couldn’t concentrate on his words, not when he was picking up your ankles and setting them on the edge of the tub so that you were spread open.

“I can’t stand the sight of you getting hurt. Today, when you fell...” he trailed off, his throat working.

You touched his cheek. “Kai, we have little falls all the time.”

“I know,” he said, pressing a kiss to your hand. “But after everything that had happened to you, all I want is to keep you safe.”

“You’ve always kept me safe.” You sighed as he cupped a hand between your legs, stroking a finger up your slit. “How do you think I’ve stayed alive till this day?”

“With your tenacity and ingenuity?”

A giggle bubbled up your chest, only cut off when he pressed a thick finger inside. “Kai...” you choked out, spreading your legs farther apart for him. “You’ve taught me how to survive. You’ve taught me everything I know about fighting.”

He kissed your forehead just as his thumb started drawing small circles around your clit. “My sweetheart.”

“Keep going,” you begged, closing your eyes. Then you remembered the last time you closed your eyes and how you embarrassingly fell asleep. “Don’t ever stop talking to me.”

“What?” He added another finger, stretching you wider.

Your body quivered, though you were careful not to splash too much water around. “If I did something wrong last night, please tell me.”

He stilled, and you almost screamed in frustration. “Did something go wrong last night?”

You were panting as you opened your eyes, meeting his watchful gaze. He was sweaty and his hair was a mess, but he looked so damn good, you could eat him up. “Last night, after you had kissed me, I think I had fallen asleep. I’m sorry, I couldn’t help it.”

Kai barked out a laugh before immediately pumping his fingers into you again, this time even harder.

“Kai!” The water rippled as you stiffened, your breath catching in your throat.

“The only thing you missed out on was my stroking my cock off in the bathroom.”

The image sent a flurry of tingles down your toes and you lifted your hips, trying to reach...something.

Kai leaned in, tickling your neck with his breath. “I made my girl come just by sucking on her tits. Do you understand how happy of a man I was at that moment? And the next thing I knew, you were asleep on my chest, snoring away.”

“Why didn’t you wake me up this morning?” you sputtered, your legs trembling under his touch.

“My one-track mind could only think of waking you up with my head between your legs this morning, and I don’t know if you would have taken that well.”

“Oh,” you breathed. Suddenly, you were imagining his face between your legs, something you hadn’t even heard of before. He was an expert at kissing your lips and kissing your breasts, but kissing you down there?

You gasped his name, your toes curling as his fingers pressed deeper. They seemed to pull a trigger that set off the same shock waves as last night. However, this explosion was bigger. You could hear the water splashing out of the tub, but you couldn’t stop it. Your hips raised nearly out of the water, but his fingers followed, stroking, rubbing, flicking.

He was murmuring in your ear as you came down, and for some reason, you were choked up about it. You loved his voice, no matter what he was saying. It caused little tremors to run down your body, even as he slowly pulled his fingers away.

“Marry me.”

You shot up, cupping his chin with both your hands. “What did you say?”

He had a big grin on his face. “Marry me, sweetheart.”

“Really?” you asked, letting him help you stand up. “Are you sure?”

“How can I not be sure?” he said, toweling you dry and helping you to his bed. “I love you.”

Just before you could answer him, a loud knock came at the door and the two of you scrambled to get your naked body under the covers.

“Knock it down in there, you hooligans!” one of the soldiers jeered. “The walls are paper-thin!”

Any other day, that soldier would have been reprimanded for calling his general a hooligan, but for tonight, Kai was all yours.

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THE END.

Thank you all for reading this story I wrote way back in the beginning of quarantine! You guys are all so kind and I want to let you all know that I read your comments even if I don’t reply to them! Tumblr just told me I have one new message, and I open my inbox to find three new ones that I haven’t read :) :) :) :) I hope you enjoyed this last little gift from me to you for all your support for this story because LET’S BE REAL THIS LAST CHAPTER WAS JUST FOR THE SMUT LOL I’m sticking to my brand~

See you all in the next story!

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Hope you’re doing okay ❤️ l

I am, thank you for asking! I hope you all are well too :) Throw some requests at me if y’all are up for it heheheeeeee the last few I’ve received have been quite fun to write

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I LOVE the General's Sweetheart. I don't want it to end already :(

Waaaah thank you! I hope you like the ending nonetheless hehehehe >:) This one’s for y’all

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I’m reading general’s sweetheart and I think 2kids would be a cute song for this 😫

Awwww thank you T___T

I’ve only listened to 2kids once or twice but ISN’T THAT A DEPRESSING SONG OMG Yes, I want you to SUFFER and WEEP and GET COCKBLOCKED but nah we ain’t about sad vibes here ;u;

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The General’s Sweetheart: 11

Attached to Kai’s hip was where you were for nearly two decades. Now that he is in search of a suitable wife, it was time to give him space. The others called you his “sweetheart” but you knew he only saw you as a little sister. Which was why, when the royal prince proposed a risky mission, you jumped at the chance to take it and prove your own worth to the others.

(1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12ᵐ)

Part 11

“Cold,” you muttered in your sleep. It was still dark out and you burrowed under the covers some more, but it didn’t help. Especially not when your hand was trapped in something so warm.

You crawled closer to the heat source and wrapped your entire body around it, moving the blankets out of the way so the warmth could touch your skin.

That helped you go back to sleep, back to a dream that was very nice and comforting.

You were at home, in bed with your husband. Your daughter was asleep in the next room after having played with her grandparents for hours on end.

“What do you think about having another baby?” you asked your husband.

He rubbed his eyes lazily. “Mm. Anything for you, sweetheart.”

You kissed him on the nose, trailing your fingers down the hard planes of his chest. “Let’s go, then.”

Your husband buried his nose into your neck and took a deep breath, tickling your skin. “What are you asking me?”  But you knew he was just teasing you. You hand had already found him hardening beneath your fingers.

“I’m asking you to give me a baby.” You squeezed, biting your lower lip.

A hiss surprised you, transporting you to a different place.

You were still in bed.

You were still wrapped up in somebody’s arms.

Your hand was still squeezing somebody’s erection.

Kai’s voice fluttered against your ear as he whispered, “not until you wake up.”

You gulped. “Kai?”

His body stiffened, though you noticed the grip he had on your hip tightened. “Sweet—” he stopped, his hand pulling away and wrapping around your wrist instead. “I’m sorry.” Slowly, he extracted himself, shifting until he was on his back, staring at the ceiling.

You watched as he took a few deep breaths before he turned his warm eyes to you.

“You’re awake,” he said with a chuckle.

With a nod, you curled in on yourself. You were awake...and you were aching.

His smile fell away. “What’s wrong?”

“I think we should...talk.” In the dark, it was a little easier to get your thoughts out. You hadn’t seen Kai in over a month and it was weird to think that you spoke to him so freely before. Now, you could barely form a sentence. Your eyes darted around for a place to start, and they landed on your journal sitting on your nightstand. “You got my stuff.”

He glanced at the journal and nodded. “I went to the island and the men had left it on your bed.”

Your throat worked, thinking back to that time when you were so unsure of the future. You still wore, but at least you knew you were alive. “Did you read it?”

“No,” he replied quickly, rising up on his elbow. “I just brought it back.”

“There are letters in there.”

Kai’s hand came up to touch your cheek, and you realize you were crying. “What kind of letters?”

“I thought I was going to die,” you confessed. “I wrote a goodbye letter to mom and dad. I thanked them for everything that I couldn’t pay back. They were so good to me.”

“They love you,” he whispered.

Your lower lip quivered. “And I wrote a letter to you, too.” You took his hand and kissed it because you didn’t know what else to do with yourself. You were an emotional mess again. “It was a love letter. I was scared you thought you would have a hard time finding somebody to marry. I wanted you to know that at least somebody like me really admired you. I really love you.”

He tried to say something, but you stopped him by squeezing his hand. You had to get this out.

“It’s a bit of a long letter, because nobody had the time to listen to me ramble on and on while I was on the island. I figured you were the only one who was used to my tendency to ramble, but you don’t have to read all of it. The most important parts are on pages 1 to 3 and the last few. I marked them in case...in case...”

In case I didn’t make it.

He didn’t let you finish this time, stubborn as you were to say everything on your mind. He leaned in, twining your fingers in his, and captured your trembling lips in a kiss.

It was so soft and tender, you thought your lips were kissing a cloud. He sipped at your bottom lip, consoling it everytime it quivered. His hand came up to brush away the fresh tears that fell, and he kissed your nose, your wet cheeks, your chin.

You touched his jaw to bring his lips back on yours. You wanted to feel all of him, and he groaned when his tongue found yours. He licked, gentle touches here and there, while he settled his legs on either side of your hips.

“Sweetheart,” he breathed, tracing your brow with a light touch. “I would die before anyone took you away from me.”

“The prince sent me away,” you said, defiant.

“I know, and the troops can tell you they saw a dead man walking, yelling at them during our practices that entire month.”

You giggled, the sound bringing a smile out of him.

Kai kissed your lips again, this time swift and delightful, sending little tingles down your spine. “I’m about to say something that everyone seems to understand except you.”

Your mouth twisted in confusion. “What?”

He laughed, dropping his forehead to yours. You saw the playfulness in his eyes, the one that was always there whenever he wanted to cheer you up. “I love you, sweetheart. I always have.” The words made you stop breathing. “After the last month, I learned that I can’t let you go easily.”

“Really?”

“You’re mine, and everyone knows it.”

You blinked, your heart pounding in your chest. It was new to have somebody call you theirs, like you belonged somewhere. Sure, you were a daughter, a sister, a soldier, and sniper.

But you were Kai’s.

And Kai was yours.

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You guyyys this was going to be the last chapter but I didn’t like it and I was going to change it up but I got lazy and didn’t do it LOL (but also i’m in the midst of looking for a new job because, as jaden smith said, I HATE IT HERE with covid cases going up again) so instead I have another chapter coming up :))))) And there is s*x in the next chapter because I felt /wrong/ for not posting any LMAOOO anyway, hope you all have a great week! Thank you for all the continued support ;u;

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The General’s Sweetheart: 10

Attached to Kai’s hip was where you were for nearly two decades. Now that he is in search of a suitable wife, it was time to give him space. The others called you his “sweetheart” but you knew he only saw you as a little sister. Which was why, when the royal prince proposed a risky mission, you jumped at the chance to take it and prove your own worth to the others.

(1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12ᵐ)

Part 10

Kai saluted the men that greeted him. The afternoon sun was just beginning to fall, and he welcomed the crisp air, glad that he had shut that bedroom window earlier.

His mother had told him to leave the house and clear his head while she took the seat beside the bed. He needed this trip, and it was a chance to run an errand that he had been admittedly too scared to do.

He had jumped on the first boat to the island and ducked under branches and vines into a hidden field with an impressive military base. Men were doing drills, similar to the ones he had taught his own troops. They seemed to recognize him as soon as he stepped off the boat.

“General,” the first man, a shorter guy with huge eyes, stepped forward. “Do Kyungsoo, reporting, sir!”

Kai nodded. “I am here to collect her things.” A murmur of hushed whispers went through the crowd of men, which only made him raise an eyebrow.

“Sir,” Do Kyungsoo stammered. “Do you mean Snipes’s belongings, sir?”

Kai nodded again, amused that even the men here called her Snipes.

The soldier’s face fell, his lip trembling as he spoke. “So she is...”

Not letting the man finish his sentence, Kai held up a hand. “No.”

A collective sigh of relief rang from the crowd and another soldier piped up, “May I ask, sir, how is she doing?”

Putting a hand on his hips, Kai scanned the men. They all seemed to be waiting on his response, as if they care deeply for the girl. He couldn’t lie to them. “She is...okay.” They breathed, again in unison. “But she is still sleeping a lot. I am making sure she is recovering well.”

A couple of the men laughed. “She’s always sleeping a lot,” one of them said.

They were around when she slept? He raised a brow. “I gather not a single one of you disturbed her in her sleep?”

They straightened and shook their heads. “No, general! Negative.”

“Follow me, sir. Snipes packed all her belongings in one bag.” Kyungsoo turned on his heel and walked briskly toward a cabin. “We knew who she was as soon as she arrived. We did not dare to even walk near her while she slept in case the floorboards creaked.”

Kai hid a smirk as he followed the soldier through the doors. So her reputation preceded her. He was not surprised. “And what did you know of her?”

“Oh, that she has many titles. ‘Sniper of the Generation’, ‘World-Class Snipes’.” Kyungsoo pointed to a bag sitting on a single bunk in the corner of the room. “‘The General’s Sweetheart,’” he added.

Kai nearly tripped over himself as he walked over to pick up the small bag. “What?”

Kyungsoo’s smile was downright mischievous. “We all know who she is. That’s why we made sure nobody bothered her. We knew you’d come and burn down our homey tropical island if we did.” His grin faltered for just a second. “That is, if she didn’t shoot all of us in one go before you arrived.”

If a hole opened up and swallowed him alive, Kai would allow it. He was used to his own troops teasing him about stupid shit, but the fact that a foreign army knew about this?

Was he that obvious with his feelings?

Kai cleared his throat, ignoring the snickers from the men at the doorway as he bid his farewells and thanked them. They were still hiding their smiles as they led him back to the boat, where he knew he was red in the face and his palms were sweating like mad.

“Before you leave, sir!” Kyungsoo called, jumping to the front of the crowd. “Mind checking if her journal is in the bag? She wrote in it quite often and she would be devastated if it was lost.”

Kai unbuckled the pack and peeked in, finding the brown leather notebook tucked away safely. “It’s here.”

“Good.”

They waved goodbye and Kai closed the bag, wondering what thoughts could have filled that journal in the time she was on the island. He knew better than to pry it open and read it through, no matter how tempting it would be to do so. He knew she would do something drastic if she had found out, like shoot him in the balls when he was out on the field.

So when he got back to her bedroom, relieving his mother for the night, he placed her clothes back into her drawers and set the journal on the nightstand between them.

Then, like every other night, he waited for her.

“I’ll be here when you wake up,” he promised her quietly. His eyes were tired soon enough, and it wasn’t long before he found himself slumped on the side of the chair when his eyelids rose again.

She made a noise, sending him out of his seat.

He placed one knee on the bed beside her, taking her small but skilled hand in his. “Wake up, sweetheart,” he willed.

When she didn’t stir, he told himself it was just his imagination playing tricks on him earlier. He needed to sleep, and the spot beside her looked so comfortable. He laid his head down softly so he didn’t disturb her. On top of the blankets, he still held her hand, counting her breaths again while his own evened out.

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Happy Saturday! I hope everyone is doing well :) We only have a couple of chapters left, but I have finally been back to writing here and there again so there will be short stories coming. Reading things back is always a wild ride though. Like, why did I make Kyungsoo sound like an old man in this chapter...

Anyway, thank you all for your kind comments :’‘‘‘) See you all next week!

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Hello! I'm glad you are back. I loved the last chapter of the general's sweetheart. I'm dying with jongin finally realising how much she means to him <3

Thank you, it’s always fun to be back!! Yessss, I love making my stupid characters finally realize their stupidity right when they’re about to lose everything they’ve got :’‘‘‘) this is how I feel everytime

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Welcome back!! Loving the general's sweetheart!!!

Thank you <3

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The General’s Sweetheart: 9

Attached to Kai’s hip was where you were for nearly two decades. Now that he is in search of a suitable wife, it was time to give him space. The others called you his “sweetheart” but you knew he only saw you as a little sister. Which was why, when the royal prince proposed a risky mission, you jumped at the chance to take it and prove your own worth to the others.

(1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12ᵐ)

PART 9

Kai pulled the blanket up to her shoulders and went over to shut the window. The morning had been warm, but now it was getting windier. She was always complaining about being cold, even when a fire was stoked high at camp. When she had first joined the army, the guys had teased him that she was trying to make moves on him by pretending to be cold so that she could sit close to him.

He remembered firmly telling them she was like a sister to him.

After that, she still mentioned the cold at times but never sought him out for warmth again. Not even when she was shivering. Not even when they were practising trench drills in the rain and mud.

He had claimed it to a part of growing up. They were both adults, after all, yet he found himself wanting her to find comfort in him. He wanted to be the one she leaned on when she wasn’t feeling her best.

Now here she was, sleeping through the third day since he had pulled her out of that destruction. The doctors and medics had told him and his parents she was fine minus a couple of deep scratches, that her system was just going through a shock. But he couldn’t stop worrying. He stayed in the room with his mother while the doctors did thorough examinations, peeling back her eyelids and passing a torch by each hollow eye. The only time she had woken up was when they pinched a spot between her neck and her shoulder.

His mother had taken that opportunity to feed her some stew at that time before she went back to sleep again.

She was just so still.

Kai counted her even breaths, taking a seat in his usual chair by her bed. He and his parents took turns in this seat, but he never left for more than an hour. He had so much to say to her and so many questions, too.

Funny how things had changed.

The door cracked open and his mother came in, baring a bowl of food. “Dear, you should eat.”

He nodded and took the food graciously, knowing it was the right thing for his body. But spooning the food in his mouth didn’t make him feel any better. He didn’t taste anything. Everything went down his throat dry and flavorless, though it wasn’t his mother’s fault.

His mother sat on the bed and smiled. “It’s weird for the house to be so quiet.”

He chuckled. “We were quite noisy, weren’t we?” One breath, two breaths...three.

“She was always right behind you.”

“Often in front of me, too,” he added, stuffing another spoonful of rice in his mouth when he felt a lump forming in his throat.

“That, too.” His mother looked down at her lap. “Before she left for her trip, she told me to ease up on you.”

He stopped, suddenly unable to swallow his food. She had spoken to his mother about him that day?

“She said you were still young and handsome, that many girls would fight to marry you.”

“She’s...she’s lying.” She was trying to make him feel better after he had been so grumpy to her that morning before she left.

His mother put a hand on his knee. “She cares for you.”

He regretted everything then. He hated that he was in such a poor mood right before she had gone away. He wanted to make it up to her, take her to the city, show her all the new foods out there. A small part of him said that it was too late.

“She cares for all of us,” his mother continued. “When your father and I were talking about filing for adoption papers, she had heard us and burst through the door.”

Kai lifted an eyebrow.

“We shouldn’t have been talking about money so carefree like that. She told us she didn’t want us spending money just so the officials could say she was our daughter. She promised that she would still be a good daughter to us, no matter what the law said.”

He set the food down, his mind reeling.

His mother sniffled and cleared her throat. “The money that we were going to put towards her papers, we saved up to send her to school with you. We made sure she got the same training as you, because all she ever did was look up to you.” Tears were forming in her eyes, but Kai was too nervous to reach over and wipe them away. “We worried that without legal documents, no husband would ever bring her into their home. Your father and I promised her back that she would always be welcome with us. I thank you for always being her protector.”

Kai wasn’t sure what to say. “Mother.”

“I understand this is strange, but you have to know this. She may be like a little sister to you, but nowhere does it say she actually is. Not in her blood, not by the books of the law, not under the eyes of the Lord.” Her eyes shone with unshed tears. “If you are looking for a life partner, I think you have found the perfect person already.”

Kai hung his head, the emotion choking him. “No,” he croaked. He wished he had known this earlier, before all of this had happened. He was just too comfortable with the way life had turned out to notice what was right in front of him. “She found me. We were just kids, but she was the one that found me.”

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Hi friends, thank you for sticking through another chapter with me :D I spent the last two weeks living my life and then realizing that the end of this story didn’t end with any smut! It didn’t sit right with me so I squeezed one last smutty scene out, over half a year after writing this story LOL we are nearing the end and I am finally realizing that this chapter is super w-e-i-r-d on the incest meter. It made me question the media I used to consume because in a lot of Japanese manga, there is a ton of alluded incest (and sometimes just straight up incest) while in the west, we had a lot of those “MY STEPBROTHER IS HARRY STYLES?!?!”-esque fanfics.

I know you remember those.

Anyway, I didn’t know where else to take this story so I hope you guys are not creeped out by the incest vibes here. I know some people will be like “we wouldn’t have noticed if you didn’t mention it” BUT YOU NEED TO NOTICE! You must stay critical of the stuff you consume!!!

(I don’t want to hear those critiques though because my ego is very fragile LMFAO)

Thank you for reading~

Tiger Inside styling >>>>>>> 100 styling

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I'm the anon who freaked out over ch 6 bc of the cliffhanger and JDJDJDJJD. But don't worry! i know you can get busy so just update whenever you feel comfortable! I'll wait :>

Thank you for being so understanding! I totally forgot to reply to this message last week LMFAO I hope you liked chapter 7 >:)

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Omgg I’m in love with your work and please can I do a request for a Kai scenario

Go for it! I can’t promise anything, but I’m open to any ideas that can get me writing hehehehe

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LIFE UPDATE (lol)

Hello, this is going to be a long-winded life update because I simply want to just talk about things that have been going on and why I don’t update on a consistent basis :)

One of the reasons is above! Last week (two weeks ago??) I covered Naughty with a friend! Please check it out :D Honestly, this didn’t take away from my writing at all because I do random covers all the time, but I just want the views lmao HUMOUR ME! (I’m the one in white). Oh, and please don’t comment anything about my writing/fanfiction/tumblr on that video! I keep this blog pretty private.

Anyway, what did take away from my writing is A WRITING COURSE! Can you believe :) the :) irony :) I signed up for this writing course because I’ve always really wanted to publish a book aka basically give birth. As a teenager, I followed a few YA authors like they were gods, and when I attended signings, I was starstruck! I’d be like, “Girl, your mind!” So there I was, looking up how to publish a goddamn book and realizing that there were so many things to it other than just writing. It was discouraging to say the least! Then two years ago, I mentioned my hobby to my therapist and she suggested taking a writing course.

She (bless her heart) even searched up local colleges for me and opened my eyes to the fact that educational institutions held entire courses dedicated to romance writing. Wow. Of course, I rejected her idea because of the kind of person I am.

I’m kidding.

I’m not.

LOL ok so I was like “I don’t want to take a writing course because I don’t want people to judge my writing and tell me to write romance a certain way or else it doesn’t feel organic. And what if I lose my interest in it? Then what will I do with my free time? And what if people find my shit really fucking weird? etc”

I put the idea off for a year and finally came back to it last year when I found myself taking frequent trips to the library to write for a whole day. I would buy a Booster Juice, some sushi or Subway, and then I would park my ass on a plastic library chair for 5-8hrs straight. Come Fall/Winter, with the knowledge that I had some basic self-discipline (lmao), I looked into writing courses. I decided to take an online romance writing course that would start February 2020.

Guess when my country began seeing COVID cases? February 2020. Oh boy!

So my lifestyle changed, my work changed, and then I have school work?!?! My dumb ass hasn’t touched anything school related in three years. I was like “you know what? I’m going to try! I’m going to want to learn, and I’m going to put in effort.” Holy shit!!!!! I’ve learned that school still stresses me out lol it doesn’t matter that my grades literally don’t matter in this course. I’m still stressed.

That’s not to say I didn’t like this course. I really enjoyed it because I actually did learn a lot. My instructor (professor???) was also really...ELOQUENT LMAO Her lecture notes would spill mad tea but in the most polite way possible. I have yet to see any of my marks or read any of her comments (due to my fragile ego) but I am excited to do so.

One example of her brilliance in getting her message across is this little section about active vs passive verbs. We’ve all done this lesson hundreds of times in high school, but OMG the line that she uses at the end really solidifies the difference! After reading that, I decided not to skip any of the other readings lmao home girl had my respect.

OK ANYWAY! Back to me stressing! I was very stressed with every assignment. It was nice to be challenged to write differently (creating better mood, fleshing out characters more) because the end products were all...”nice”. But that shit took so much energy that I couldn’t write anymore! I couldn’t think of new plots that I was interested in :( It also didn’t help that I was going through other personal issues, and my libido was nonexistent. As a result, I have so many intros to stories because I’ve had to force myself to think of something for this course, but I never was truly interested in them to actually write it all out from start to finish. Not to mention, I have not written a sex scene since February lol

Then came the final assignment that I just submitted two days ago. OMG. It was a straight up publisher’s package. You had to have a 20pg manuscript. You had to write a query letter/cover letter. You had to research which publisher you would submit to. IT WAS SO SCARY.

I was going to write a whole new story for this manuscript but after writing 4k words, literally nothing was happening in the story and I was so bored. So I scrapped it all and took one of my most recent stories (Universal Differences, but in third person lmfaooo) and tried to tweak it. It was soooo difficult!!! Of course, I also procrastinated this whole thing because procrastination is one of my character traits. On the last three days, I pulled 8-10hrs non-stop everyday to finish it (unrelated, but I watched the SuperM 100 MV after one of these days, and I had to close my laptop immediately after the video because I felt like the MV was attacking me to stay awake LOL). There were so many times where I legit hated myself and my writing and nearly cried because I would think back on all the love that you guys gave to that story and then I’d be like “THE STORY (and, in turn, me as a person) IS SO UNDESERVING OF ANY LOVE AT ALL.”

See, this is why I went to a therapist a few years back loooool I had to rewire my brain to dissociate my writing from myself. I had to keep reminding myself that even if my prof didn’t like it, I would still get good feedback at the end of the day and none of that feedback would reflect me as a person. That even if she told me that I was never going to be able to ever publish anything, there are many writers who were told the same thing and came out of it alive and prosperous because they continued to work hard. I have a whole ass template now of what to send to a publisher/agent. If I wanted to, I would have the skill base to take a story and know where to direct it for publication.

And I would have the confidence to do that!!! Because I’ve already done it once!!!

Something cute my prof said when one of the students said they were overwhelmed:

[ I think it can help if you just think of it as the business processes of that industry - and not you laying your heart and soul out in front of some stranger to judge. :)]

;____________;

OK that is all for now, I think! Since I have submitted my final assignment, my imagination has come free of its reigns so I hope to get more stories out to you guys! Thank you for the requests too! The wilder they are, they more they get my brain going hehehehehehehhehe have a good week everyone~

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The General’s Sweetheart: 8

Attached to Kai’s hip was where you were for nearly two decades. Now that he is in search of a suitable wife, it was time to give him space. The others called you his “sweetheart” but you knew he only saw you as a little sister. Which was why, when the royal prince proposed a risky mission, you jumped at the chance to take it and prove your own worth to the others.

(1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12ᵐ)

PART 8

There was darkness, and then there was darkness.

You were alone, your body stiff as you heard your name. Was it your imagination or did you smell blood? However much your limbs ached, it hurt less to keep them still. Things scratched at your skin whenever you tried to move.

You heard your name again. “Hello?” you called out, but your voice was shot. You realized there was definitely blood somewhere when you swallowed the coppery scent.

The shouts came closer, a few of the voices recognizable even in your brain’s fuzzy state, but you were so tired, your eyes wouldn’t even open. Or if they were, you couldn’t tell because there was just pure black all around.

You cleared your throat with effort, swallowing again through the dry cracking feeling. “Help,” you asked. “Help me.”

A memory came to you, of one night when you were very young. You couldn’t remember much, only the same darkness. There was a smell, too. Coppery blood. Sweaty musk. Sewage.

Right.

There was a time when you were small enough to hide in sewage pipes. Adults had given you a bit of bread and cheese in exchange for smuggling packages around town through the pipes. Back then, you thought the envelopes held secret letters, and you imagined you were a brilliant spy. You realized with age that you were likely a cheap middleman for a drug cartel. You were never caught by the authorities, but often times the rats found you.

You shrank into yourself, remembering those beady eyes and begging them not to notice the little girl that just wanted to do her job right so she could fill her belly. Those whiskers would always twitch when you got too close, and you learned early on that, despite their size, rats saw you as prey.

Your stomach growled and you pressed a hand to it, pleading with it to stop. You had heard of the horrible diseases the rats carried in their teeth. Of the poor kids that died alone in the alleyway, their bodies rotting alive while the other kids skirted around. You didn’t want to die alone in a sewer. If these rats found you—

A voice pierced through your thoughts. It rang loud and strong.

Kai.

You opened your mouth, sucking in as much air as you possibly could, pushing away the thoughts of winding sewer systems and deadly rats with fatal bites. You concentrated on family dinners, on teasing smiles and strong bronzed shoulders gleaming in the afternoon sun after a training session.

You reached out a hand toward the light that came through and put all your might into one word.

“Kai!”

Suddenly, the world opened up before you.

You closed your eyes against the falling dust as more light poured in. Hands grabbed at your weak arms, pulling you through a small hole. You blinked, trying to orient yourself as you got bundled in a coat, the wool scratching your raw skin. It was a welcome feeling though, just to know you were still alive.

A warm hand brushed your face, wiping away the dirt there. “You’re safe,” Kai’s lips touched your ears. “You’re safe.”

It was so nice to hear him again, you leaned in just to listen a little longer. “You found me,” you said, your voice cracking while you looked around the fallen building. It was completely gone. Soldiers with familiar faces stood on parts of tables and door frames, cheering and patting each other on the back.

The sun was just rising, and you wondered how long you had been underneath all that.

“Are you hurt anywhere?” Kai asked, tucking his coat around your chin. “Christ, I’m never leaving you ever again.”

You shook your head and pushed off his chest to look him in the eyes. It took a little effort, mostly because his arms held you so tightly. “No, but are you married?” you asked.

His expression was perplexed. “What?”

You licked your lips, finding dust there and spitting it out. “Did you get married while I was away, Kai?” If he was married, he was going to be leaving again. He shouldn’t be making promises he couldn’t keep.

“No.” He brushed your hair out of your face.

That was all you needed to hear. You pressed your cheek back against his chest before he could say anything else. He might have found a girl while you were gone, but he hadn’t married her yet. That had to be enough.

“We should get going,” he said, holding you gently at he stood. “There is a doctor on standby.”

You closed your eyes against the sun. “I love you, Kai.”

He stumbled, though his grip on you tightened. “What?”

“I. Love. You.” You were so comfortable that you were ready to fall asleep, but you wanted to make sure he heard you properly. “I think you are a very good person, an exceptional person in fact.”

“I’ll get you to the doctor. You might have hit your head.”

You yawned, tucking in your chin. “I’m saying thank you for everything.”

“You don’t need to thank me. You almost died.”

You waved a hand in the air. “Not just this. I mean everything. I know I don’t say it, but I want you to know that I appreciate you.” You yawned again, this time letting your words slur a bit. “So don’t be too nervous about finding a girl to marry. I’m sure they’d consider themselves lucky to be your bride.”

Distantly, you heard him calling your name, jostling you in his arms to keep you from sleep.

But you were too deep in it already. “I know I would,” you murmured.

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ALLLLRIGHT friends I’m once again apologizing for ONCE AGAIN updating quite late and leaving off with Kai suffering looool I shall write an update post because it’s too long to write in here (and most people won’t care LBR!!!). Just know that I’m really thankful for all your support for this story! I read the comments that you guys leave too, I just don’t know how to reply to them because I always end up replying with my main account LMFAOOO Still, thank you to everyone who is reading! :’‘‘‘) Also!!! 100?!?! I listened to it when I was REALLY tired and then immediately turned off my laptop because I felt like I was being slapped awake by the song lol I enjoy it now though ._.;;

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