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chapter four: dance for me

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Sweat dripped down Y/N’s body as she kissed Sunghoon passionately, bodies pressed together. Several times, they paused to come up for air before locking eyes and diving back into another kiss. As her lips moved against Sunghoon’s, Y/N felt blood rushing through her body, concentrating in her most sensitive areas. Her breasts pressed up against Sunghoon’s bare chest and the drag of her dress against her nipples was suddenly too rough, too irritating, too stimulating.

Biting her lip, Y/N stifled a moan. I can’t let Sunghoon know I'm enjoying this…, Y/N thought.

Sunghoon, however, had no such compunctions.

He dragged his mouth down from her lips to her neck, sucking and biting hot, wet marks into her tender flesh. His hands trailed down from fisting her hair to her waist before suddenly tearing her delicate dress off. His lips left Y/N’s neck in order to stare at her like she was the only girl in the world.

“Sweetheart, you’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”

He took a deep breath and shuddered before continuing, tone full of remorse.

“I’m almost regretting what I’m about to do to you.”

Sunghoon looked her up and down, fully taking in Y/N’s messy body and focusing especially on her full, round, firm breasts. He latched on to her pale flesh and started sucking more marks into her as Y/N moaned in pleasure and writhed on his lap. Sunghoon moaned, her sudden movement stimulating him more as his cock grew harder in his pants.

Sunghoon groaned, “Darling, you a virgin?”

His sudden question caught Y/N off guard.

“N-n-n-n-nae o-oppa,” she moaned.

He grinned suddenly, savagely, and Y/N noticed his unusually long and sharp canines.

Whatever, she thought. That’s kinda hot, actually.

She shimmied off of his lap and kneeled between his spread legs. Her big, doe eyes peered up at him from underneath her lashes as she nestled herself comfortably on her knees as he reached behind her back to unclasp her bra. When he finally pulled off the clasp, Y/N’s nipples perked up, due to both the cold and her arousal. She wiggled around to pull off her pink lace panties, letting her glistening arousal drip onto the floor.

She shivered, both afraid and excited, as Sunghoon slowly, torturously, reached down to pet her hair.

“You’re so good for me, kitten. You’re my good girl, aren’t you?”

Y/N nodded frantically, eyes fixed on his sharp features but occasionally darting down to the bulge in his pants that looked like it would break free any moment.

Sunghoon smirked and retracted his hand from her head to unzip his trousers, letting his monstrous cock spring free. Y/N let out an audible mewl as it hit her on the face, girthy and long with thick veins wrapping around the shaft, down to his large balls.

She licked her full lips unconsciously and hungrily eyed the long cock in front of her, as her tongue peeked out, already panting for it. Her mouth opened up, saliva already coating her lips, as she gazed at Sunghoon, as if asking for permission.

Sunghoon only grunted in response, roughly grabbing Y/N’s long, shining golden

hair and pulling her towards his veiny wand of manhood.

“Suck it, babygirl. Make me feel good,” Sunghoon growled with authority, overwhelming Y/N with his manly presence.

Y/N could only gag in response as she stuffed his cock down her throat for the first time, eagerly savoring his manly scent and taste as she struggled to fit him in her mouth. She amateurishly bobbed her head up and down on his dick, gagging occasionally, only managing to take the first few inches of him.

Sunghoon noticed her struggle and only gripped her hair harder.

“You can do it, kitten, I know you can. Make Daddy proud,” Sunghoon demanded in a low voice, groaning in frustration as he struggled not to take her by the hair and shove himself into her throat.

With newfound confidence, Y/N took his cock further into her throat, tears streaming down her face, but she didn’t give up.

Sunghoon let out a low groan of approval as Y/N continued to lick around the base of his shaft, nearing his balls.

And without warning, suddenly, Sunghoon came, long and fast. It was thick and sticky, filling Y/N’s mouth but strangely enough, she liked it. She liked what she was doing, how she was feeling. The stream was so fast it started coming out of Y/N’s nose.

“Swallow it all, babygirl. I don’t want a single drop leaking out of your mouth,” Sunghoon commanded, voice rough.

Tentatively, Y/N took a little gulp.

“Faster.”

She obeyed. Taking larger gulps, Y/N finally swallowed all of Sunghoon’s cum that was in her mouth, even wiping up the droplets that had fallen onto her breasts.

Sunghoon roughly retracted his cock from Y/N’s mouth with a small pop. Y/N stood on shaky legs and Sunghoon grabbed her by the waist before sitting her down on his lap again to straddle him.

“Where do you think you’re going baby girl? I haven’t even started.” Sunghoon sinisterly smirked.

Y/N moaned shamefully, regretting what she had done a little bit but too aroused to pull away from him. Sunghoon’s legs spread wider as Y/N’s pussy was left to meet the warm surface of the chair, still leaking juices. Noticing this, Sunghoon stood up and turned around, placing Y/N on the chair, which had magically turned into a reclining chair, and leaning her back, legs spread, on display for his eyes to feast upon.

Sunghoon’s eyes traveled up from her glistening pussy to her hickey-covered breasts, up to her doe eyes. He admired his art and held eye contact as his tongue peeked out from between his lips and he let out a boyish smirk.

“Oh darling, you did so well for me. Now, it’s my turn.”

Sunghoon lowered his face near Y/N’s pussy and delicately licked a long stripe along her wet folds, ignoring her shudders and moans. Smirking, he lifted his face long enough to Y/N to grow desperate, wiggling desperately to feel his tongue against her womanly flower.

“P-P-PLEASE OPPA, GO FASTER,” Y/N moaned desperately.

He grinned, “Anything for you, kitten.”

He leaned back in to lap up some of her juices, pinching her clit as he did so. His long tongue found its way to the outer edges of her hole, teasing Y/N and driving her crazy. As it slipped into her, Sunghoon’s tongue began to gently move around and probe the walls of Y/N’s throbbing pussy. Sunghoon sucked a little bit, drinking Y/N’s sweet nectar. As he pulled away, he made sure to press a sweet kiss to her outer lips.

And without warning Sunghoon inserted his long finger into Y/N while his other hand rubbed circles around the surface of her clit.

The stimulation being too much for Y/N only made her moan louder and longer. Her back arched in pleasure and her lidded eyes struggled to stay open. Sunghoon crooked his finger inside of her, finally inserting another one, searching for her most sensitive spot. He felt a little spongy mass, scissoring both his fingers around it as Y/N gasped loudly. Sunghoon smirked with pride, knowing he had found her g-spot. He thrust his fingers further into her, twisting and scissoring them. Y/N screamed and moaned, thrashing violently as she felt her core tighten in anticipation, a warm heat building up in her lower abdomen.

“O-o-o oppa I’m gonna c-c-cum,” Y/N mewled.

Sunghoon only reached up to roughly grab her hair and dominantly whisper, “You only cum when I tell you to, babygirl, or there will be consequences.” Hearing this, Y/N’s pussy throbbed and clenched around Sunghoon’s fingers. Feeling this, Sunghoon slowed down immediately, denying her orgasm. He pulled his fingers out of her, licking her dripping wetness off of them.

Y/N scrunched her nose, whimpering at the emptiness she felt in her core and she panted heavily, breasts bouncing and heaving up and down and her thighs ground against each other, trying to get some sort of friction between her legs. Sunghoon noticed this and stuck his leg between her legs, refusing Y/N the ability to pleasure herself.

“You’ve been such a good little girl for me, kitten” Sunghoon growled. “It's time for me to give my kitten a little reward.”

“Please oppa I need you right now” Y/N sobbed in need as Sunghoon stood up, cock fully erect.

She eyed him hungrily, cerulean orbs fixed on his swaying dick with every step that his glorious man-meat came closer and closer to her throbbing, dripping cunt. Oh god, she thought. He’s so big.

Sunghoon smirked, seemingly reading her mind, and reached his hand over to gently cup her face.

“Oh, darling, don’t worry. Daddy’s gonna make sure that I fit perfectly inside of you. Everything’ll be alright, kitten. Just sit back, relax, and let Daddy reward you for your good behavior,” he whispered in her ear.

Y/N felt a flash of excitement and arousal course through her body as Sunghoon positioned his girthy meat stick and lowered it to her pussy.

Gently, he teased her by rubbing his tip against her entrance, earning a few mewls from Y/N, coating himself with her slick womanhood. His massive 15 inch cock poked at her entrance but never entered her fully. Carefully, Sunghoon pushed his way inside her.

“Oh god. Daddy, Daddy please, I need you so bad, please, god, please. Reward your kitten–”

Y/N’s plea choked off in a scream as Sunghoon suddenly rammed his massive veiny shaft inside her, all the way to the hilt. His balls slapped against her ass as he furiously pumped in and out of her. She was so wet that he experienced almost no friction at all, smoothly gliding in to push against the entrance to her womb.

Y/N’s back arched almost 90 degrees due to the painful euphoria she was experiencing that moment.

All that could be heard in the room was skin against skin, ferociously slapping against each other, the momentum being dangerous for the chair to handle. It creaked and groaned. However, the steady decline of the chair’s structural integrity went unnoticed as the two lovers, wrapped in fervent adoration and passion, continued to meld their bodies together.

Sunghoon slammed harder and faster into Y/N without mercy, as the poor girl beneath him rocked dangerously against the chair in blissful moans.

Without warning the chair’s legs snapped, no longer able to support the sinful acts of the couple above.

Sunghoon and Y/N tumbled to the floor, but Sunghoon caught Y/N’s head before it could touch the floor.

But without giving Y/N time to register what had happened, Sunghoon only thrusted harder. The tip of his cock punched through her cervix and she moaned in pain and confusion, too lost in pleasure to understand what just happened.

“Oh yeah, baby. You’re my good girl, kitten. Just like that—”, Sunghoon groaned as he rolled his hips into her.

Her mewls of desperate want increased as one of her hands crept up her sides to knead her breasts and pinch one of her nipples and the other rolled and pinched her clit between her fingers. Y/N’s eyes rolled back in her head as she felt another orgasm approach. Her gentle ministrations became rougher as she started tugging on both her nipple and her clit, furiously pleasuring herself as Sunghoon greedily drank in the view of her lustful body, pounding away at her all the while.

Sunghoon’s plush lips latched onto the pink nipple that Y/N’s fingers were not attending to. He sucked lightly on it, grazing it gently with his teeth before biting down hard. Y/N, overstimulated, came with a loud moan, eyes snapping shut as she saw stars.

“You’re so pretty for me, kitten, all covered in my marks, begging for my cock,” Sunghoon remarked as he ran his fingers through his hair.

Y/N whimpered, coming off of the incredible high of her orgasm. She panted as Sunghoon’s mouth found its way to her neck.

“So pretty for me,” Sunghoon smiled.

He bit down and waves of pleasure and pain rippled through Y/N’s body as she came again and again and again, vampire venom coursing through her veins, changing her from the inside out as Sunghoon drank more and more of her lifeblood.

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chapter three: twisted and tangled heart

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Y/N felt a sharp burst of pain shoot through her head. She slowly opened her eyes and attempted to adjust to the dim light flooding the room. She took a moment to take in her surroundings.

She seemed to be in some sort of warehouse. It was dark, smelled gross, and something felt suspiciously wet and squishy underneath her foot. She was too scared to look down.

Her arms were tightly bound behind a wooden chair and her legs were strapped to the chair legs.

“OMFG SOMEBODY HELP,” Y/N whined desperately.

There was a sucking noise from the corner, like someone was slurping through a straw. What the fuck, Y/N thought. Does someone have a smoothie? Are they not gonna share? I’m hella thirsty.

All of a sudden, YN saw a crimson flash from the corner of her eye.

As the shadowy figure made its way into her field of vision she squinted trying to make out her kidnapper.

“WHO TF ARE U” Y/N screamed cutely.

“WHY ARE U DOING THIS!!!!!!!!!! IM JUST AND ORDINARY GIRL I'M NOT EVEN SPECIAL” she reasoned as her golden locks flowed in the mysterious breeze that seemed to follow her around.

From the corner came a sinister giggle. It was hot and manly and super deep. Her kidnapper stepped into the light. He was…

The most gorgeous thing Y/N had ever seen.

“O-omo,,, o-o-oppa?” Y/N breathed breathily as her eyes glazed over and fluttered shut.

Distantly, Y/N felt the cold, hard wood of the chair against her back and the chafing of the ropes on her wrists. The warehouse was getting colder and Y/N’s mysterious glamor breeze certainly wasn’t helping her warm up.

All of a sudden, Y/N’s eyes snapped open. The mysterious hottie was right in front of her!

“OMO!! Don’t scare me like that!” Y/N giggled nervously in fear.

Carmine eyes gazed into Y/N’s soul as the man circled around her chair. There was a dangerous, predatory light in his gaze as he slowly stalked around her, his eyes never leaving her face. The slow and steady sounds of his footsteps echoed through the warehouse as Y/N squeezed her eyes shut. The footsteps came to a stop in front of her. Slowly, she cracked her eyes open.

It was him. The weirdo that she ran over in her pink car.

“...”

The warehouse was silent as Y/N drank in the man’s handsome visage. She felt his cold eyes flit first to her pink, plush lips and then back to her azure orbs.

All of a sudden, a tumbleweed blew through the warehouse.

Y/N broke the silence. “Hey, um. What the fuck. DID YOU KIDNAP ME?!?!?!” Her cobalt windows into her soul lit up in an unholy, fiery rage that promised death if the man so much as breathed at the wrong time.

The man let out a scoff. Somehow, it was the most attractive scoff that Y/N had ever heard; deep, rich, and utterly mesmerizing. Her eyes rolled back into her head as she shivered from the deep timbre of his voice.

“Oh, darling. Aren’t you adorable?”

Y/N drooled a little bit at the sound of his voice before snapping back to reality and retorting, “OH YEAH? WELL WHEN MY DADDY GETS YOU, YOU’RE GONNA WISH THAT YOU’D NEVER BEEN BORN, BITCH!”

The man raised a single, handsome eyebrow. God, Y/N thought, this guy is like, insufferably handsome. Like, if evil, why hot?

Thinking deeply, Y/N decided to switch strategies. After all, if she was smart about it, she could get out of here AND get whoever the fuck this guy was. He was at least 6K times hotter than all the guys at school.

“W-wait! I’m sorry for being rude to you! Who are you and why am I here,” she asked coquettishly, a fake shy smile playing on her lips. She lowered her eyes to look at the man through her eyelashes, confident that her new strategy would be a better approach. After all, it always worked on her daddies whenever she got into trouble and her brothers, no matter how mad they were at her, they could never bring themselves to actually punish her whenever she gave them that look, like a helpless and trembling baby fawn with teary eyes.

“Oh, babygirl. Isn’t it only polite to introduce yourself before asking for someone else’s name? Mind your manners, darling,” the man smirked as he seated himself on a chair that had somehow materialized out of nowhere. He leaned back, manspreading like only a true alpha male would, and gazed passionately at Y/N.

Y/N inhaled sharply. Oh my god, she thought to herself, this guy is SO hot. Like, I need him. Right now.

“M-my name is Y-Y/N L/N,” Y/N said with a fake stutter, sure that it would make her sound cuter and endear her to her mysterious kidnapper.

“Well, well, well. I guess you’ve earned my name by being so polite,” the man growled. “My name is Sunghoon Park, but you can address me as sir, daddy, or God. After all, once I’m done with you, all you’ll be seeing is stars.”

Y/N’s eyes widened minutely as she rubbed her suddenly quivering thighs together. She felt a tingling sensation down there that she had never felt before. It was strange and unfamiliar, but not unwelcome.

The man, Sunghoon, got up from his chair and strode over to the chair where Y/N was still tied up. His hand reached over her, towards her back. With a single tug, the ropes that bound her fell away. Her heartbeat stuttered and then began back up, faster than before. Her breath caught in her lungs as she gazed, eyes wide open, at Sunghoon, the mysterious man who kidnapped her. Unconsciously, her lips parted as she stared at him.

As her eyes glazed over in anticipation (of what, Y/N wasn’t sure), her newly unbound arms clasped together as she shivered in the suddenly cool air. Her breath came out in pants as something within her called out to that gorgeous man who was still gazing passionately into her eyes. She continued to press her thighs together, feeling jolts of pleasure and tingling every time her muscles clenched. Sunghoon smirked, seeing how much his stare affected her and the little actions that Y/N made. He slowly walked back to admire the view. Y/N closed her eyes and tilted her head back, unable to breathe properly under his gaze.

Almost unconsciously, her lidded eyes dropped to his crotch.

His rapidly growing crotch.

She licked her lips. He’s got to be absolutely HUGE, she thought. C-can I even fit all of that into me?

Seeing where she was looking, Sunghoon smiled hungrily. His eyes trailed down Y/N’s full figure, lush in all the right places, perfect for him to sink his fingers and, ahem, other parts into.

“Oh, darling, you have no idea what you’re doing to me right now,” Sunghoon groaned. His jaw clenched, as he desperately tried to hold himself back.

Y/N’s eyes were wide open as her blood began pumping even more fiercely. She could hear it rushing in her ears as her body began to react to the sound of his voice.

Sunghoon’s hand rested on her shoulder and the two of them stared at each other, like they were the only people in the world. Their gazes were full of passion, heat, and some truly unmentionable emotions (horny).

Just then, Y/N’s last thread of control seemed to snap. She leapt up from her chair and threw her petite frame around Sunghoon, kissing him passionately. As their lips fought for dominance, Y/N felt something warm and slippery press up against her lower lip. She gasped in shock and Sunghoon took the opportunity to slip his tongue into her mouth. Feeling this new sensation, Y/N moaned into the kiss, her eyes closing due to the pleasure.

Y/N felt Sunghoon smirk into their kiss but she didn't care. All of a sudden, as she wrapped her legs around his waist, she felt something hard press up against her lower abdomen, something that seemed to be getting harder and bigger by the second. Instinctively, she grinded down on it and was rewarded by Sunghoon’s low groan of pleasure. Y/N whimpered as she felt something drip down her legs.

“Oh my god,” she moaned as she pulled away from the kiss.

Suddenly, Sunghoon turned around and sat himself on the chair that she had been tied to. His legs spread apart and he let go of her waist in order to slowly start unbuttoning her shirt. Y/N felt a flash of heat at her core and desperately wanted to press her thighs together again, but she couldn’t because of the way that she was straddling Sunghoon.

It was like she blinked and Sunghoon had finished unbuttoning his shirt, leaning forward to rest his head on her chest. He breathed in deeply, taking in her delicate and feminine scent.

“God, babygirl. You smell so good. You don’t know how hard I’m trying to hold myself back right now,” Sunghoon whispered.

“Don’t hold yourself back,” Y/N breathed. “I want it. I want you.”

Sunghoon groaned, eyes closed tightly. “You sure, darling? Once this happens, we can’t undo it.”

“I’m sure,” whispered Y/N. “I’ve never been so sure of anything in my life.”

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"ʟᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ɢᴏ! ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴍᴇ?"

"ᴀᴡᴡ, ɪꜱ ᴋɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ꜱᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇꜱᴇ ꜰᴀɴɢꜱ?"

a sunghoon vampire au written by me and my friends that intentionally gets progressively worse and cringe.

Author's note: this chapter will be updated as we continue writing.

Disclaimer: none of these photos are mine and all of these characters are not meant to reflect real people, this is a joke (emphasis on joke). no hate to any idols

if you dont find this funny, suit yourself. simply stop reading. its literally not that deep.

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L/N Y/N: just a regular girl

Shin Yuna: Y/N's best friend. She's a little mysterious, but everyone loves her

Seo Changbin: Y/N's crush. Couldn't save Wonyoung

Y/N's mom: the protagonist of another story

Jeon Jungkook: one of Y/N's dads

Amelia: Y/N's stepmom (?). Huening Kai's mother

Choi Yeonjun: Y/N's oldest brother. She has a feeling that he's hiding something from her...

Choi Soobin: Y/N's second oldest brother and the leader of the pack of brothers

Choi Beomgyu: Y/N's middle brother. Seems to be in love with Yuna, but then again, who isn't?

Kang Taehyun: Y/N's twin. He's been acting weird lately

Huening Kai: Y/N's youngest stepbrother, through her dad

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Park Sunghoon: vampire. Popular guy from Y/N's high school

Lee Heeseung: vampire. Captain of the basketball team

Park Jongseong (Jay): vampire. Rich guy but seems nice

Sim Jaeyun (Jake): vampire. Smart af and also Y/N's tutor

Kim Sunoo: vampire. Gossip queen

Yang Jungwon: vampire. Adorable (?) underclassman and leader of the vampires

Nishimura Riki (Ni-ki): vampire. That weird tall guy who skipped a grade, is never seen at school

A/N #3: Y/N's Mom and Amelia are from this ff that I wrote with ANOTHER friend (again this is satire and very eye blinding; read at your own risk ;-;)

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𝑵𝒐𝒘 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 - 𝓴𝓲𝓼𝓼 𝓶𝓮 𝓸𝓻 𝓫𝓲𝓽𝓮 𝓶𝓮

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chapter two: an invitation calls to us

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Y/N smiled as she watched her appa leave her room. She felt like a weight was lifted off her shoulder after confiding with her daddy.

But soon her attention turned to something else as her conversation with her dad was long forgotten.

“FUCK! I STILL NEED A PARTY DRESS” Y/N exclaimed.

Leaping up from her bed, Y/N scrambled to her bathroom to redo her makeup and hair before leaving her room.

She raced down the stairs and grabbed her keys before bolting out the door. She unlocked the door of her bubblegum pink Tesla and slid into her hot pink leather seats. Y/N put her hands on her rhinestone-studded flamingo-pink fluffy steering wheel and backed out of the driveway.

All of a sudden, she felt her car hit something.

“FUCK MY LIFE!” she gasped. “WHAT THE HELL DID I JUST RUN OVER! I LITERALLY CANNOT PAY FOR INSURANCE. I DON’T WANNA GO TO JAIL,” Y/N wailed as she blinked her long curly eyelashes repeatedly.

Hesitantly, she opened the door of her bubblegum pink car and stepped outside. She slowly walked to the front of her car, her tiny fists ready to punch anything that might jump at her.

She jumped back 3 feet as her eyes laid on a peculiar sight.

Dirty blonde locks caressed a beautiful, but unconscious, face from the man underneath her car. His features were angular, yet delicate. He had thick and straight eyebrows that framed his doe-like eyes and complimented his high-set nose. He had beauty marks on his face but instead of detracting from his beauty, they only added to it. His lips looked soft and contrasted with his razor-sharp jawline that looked like it could cut diamond.

The only thing that tainted his near perfect face was the crimson red blood running down his forehead.

Y/N took a moment to examine the ethereal being that laid in front of her. For a moment she forgot the emergency at hand.

Suddenly, she snapped out of her trance and began pacing in front of her car trying to think of what to do.

The beautiful man groaned and rolled over. Y/N gasped and fumbled her phone out of her pink crocodile leather handbag.

“Wait,” the man said, staring deeply into her eyes as his hand gently grasped her wrist. His voice was smooth, rich, and velvety. It drew Y/N in, like a moth to a flame, helpless in the face of subtle seduction.

“Omo!” She gasped, trying to break away from his iron grasp. But he held her there, staring deeply into her cerulean orbs.

“Were you the bitch that ran over me,” the man in front of her growled.

“I-I-I-I’m s-so ss-sorry, sir-nim-oppa-nim,” Y/N stuttered adorably.

But that only angered the man in front of her more as he yanked Y/N towards him until their faces were millimeters apart.

Y/N felt his warm breath fanning her face and she almost sighed at how nice he smelled. He smelled minty and floral, with rich lemony undertones but a strange irony tang.

Suddenly, Y/N yelped as she forcefully tugged her tiny wrists away from the strange but majestic man in front of her. She bolted back to her bubblegum pink car and drove away gripping her rhinestone studded steering wheel in fear as her knuckles turned white.

“Oh my god. What a freak. Like, he’s hot, but still weird af,” Y/N muttered to herself, chewing on her lip, as she drove to the Chanel store.

When she got there, she stepped out of her car and sashayed to the store.

“Hello, mistress Y/N,” growled the man who opened the door for her.

Y/N ignored him and strutted to the designer dress aisle.

“Hmmmm. How about no,” she said, tossing aside a velvet burgundy floor-length ball gown. “Too tacky.”

Y/N continued looking through the rack before giving up. There’s like, nothing good here, she thought, throwing a silk sheath dress to the floor. Suddenly, she had an idea.

She walked over to the fitting rooms and flashed a pearly-white smile at the man in charge of it.

“Hi there! I’m Y/N. I don’t suppose you have any new party dresses in stock?”

Y/N looked the man up and down. He was kind of hot but looked a little too young for her. Risking another glance, Y/N thought that there was something familiar about the man.

He was tall, dark, and handsome. His black hair contrasted with his pale skin and scarlet eyes gazed at her from underneath long eyelashes. Wait a second, Y/N thought, red eyes? That freak from earlier had red eyes too!

Y/N had an idea. “Hey,” she called, “do you know anyone with red eyes?”

The man looked at her and raised a single eyebrow imperiously before looking her up and down. He scoffed, seemingly unimpressed with what he found. He beckoned for her to follow him with a wave of his elegant hand.

He led her to the back of the store, which was dimly lit but like, in a romantic kind of way. Pulling down a box from the shelf, the man gestured for Y/N to move back. He set the box down on the floor and opened it, shaking out the most beautiful dress that Y/N had ever seen. It was love at first sight.

She tugged the dress out of the man’s hands and dashed back to the dressing room, slamming the door shut behind her. Inside the dressing room, Y/N zipped up the dress and smoothed it out over her curves.

She was gorgeous.

The dress was, of course, blush pink and made of delicate, skin tight silk with holographic glitter in an ombre pattern from the bottom of the skirt. It was sleeveless and low cut, daringly exposing some cleavage, while the mid-thigh skirt had a large slit, almost up to her waist.

I have to buy this dress, Y/N thought as she examined herself in front of the floor length mirror while running her hands down her waist. She quickly stripped the dress off of her and ran to the counter to check it out with her daddy’s credit card.

Finally content, she grabbed the bag and walked back to her car, not missing to glance at the strange red eyed man.

OH MY GOD, Y/N thought. THAT’S THE NISHIMARU KID OR WHATEVER WHO SKIPPED A GRADE BUT IS NEVER AT SCHOOL! Wow…he got kinda…………fine–

Dismissing her thoughts, Y/N walked back to her bubblegum pink car and drove back home. A chill ran down her spine as she recounted the events that happened earlier in the day. The face of the strange boy underneath her car flashed in her mind as she quickly tried to push it aside and focus on the party.

Y/N reached home, quickly throwing on the dress, redoing her hair and makeup and tripping over her feet as she stumbled into her Barbie pink stilettos.

Y/N grabbed her hot pink makeup bag as she fumbled through it to find her neon pink lip gloss and quickly slapped it on. Checking over her face one more time in the mirror, Y/N gave herself a satisfied glance as she swiped on her glittery pink eyeshadow.

As she closed the door to her house, she felt her phone vibrating in her hand.

“HEY BESTIE, ARE U COMING OR WHAT?!” Yuna yelled through the phone.

“STFU Yuna, I'm on my way” Y/N giggled as she flipped her hair and twirled it around her finger.

Quickly throwing her phone into her rose pink purse, Y/N walked to her car and drove off to Jackson Wang’s party.

As she pulled up to Jackson’s house she could hear the dulcet tones of Twice booming through the house as What is Love was blaring through the speakers.

Y/N made her way inside, slipping her body through the sweaty crowd and sashaying to Yuna, who was smiling and waving at her enthusiastically.

“HEY BITCH U MADE IT I THOUGHT U WERE DEAD” Yuna shouted over the music.

Y/N simply smiled and shrugged as she grabbed a bottle of vodka from the counter and sexily downed the whole thing and shoved the entire bottle into her mouth, ignoring the burning sensation radiating in her throat. A few drops of the alcohol dripped down the side of her mouth, but without a care, she wiped it with the sleeve of her expensive Chanel dress.

All of a sudden, her breath hitched as her own orbs met a familiar pair of eyes. Eyes blood red and promising danger, the man who she ran over glared at her from across the room.

Without breaking eye contact, he began to stalk his way over, pushing his way through the crowd. As he drew near, Y/N felt a cold fear sink to the bottom of her stomach. Her eyes flitted through the room, frantically scanning for a way out. No luck, she was trapped. Desperately, Y/N tried to shove through the crowd.

An ice-cold hand shot out from behind and grasped her wrist. Y/N’s vision began to blur and she regretted drinking all of that vodka. She felt something sharp on her neck and before she blacked out, she faintly heard Yuna’s voice.

“Sunghoonie-oppa! Do you like my present for you? I promise she’ll be very tasty,” Yuna chirped.

Through the fog swirling through her head, Y/N could only wonder what Yuna was saying to the man as her eyes began to close.

Y/N’s world went black, leaving only a faint feeling of betrayal.

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What a plot twist🫢🫢🫢🫢🫢

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chapter one: my head's in a daze...

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Golden sunlight poured through Y/N's sheer curtains as the birds chirped outside. Y/N groaned out of discomfort as the gentle but bright light hit her face and attempted to pull her blankets over her head. Her alarm softly rang throughout her room, but it was enough for Y/N to be annoyed. Her clock read 6:30 AM.

"Oh my fucking god. It's too early for this."

With this rousing statement, she rolled over in bed after shutting off her alarm and went back to sleep. Well, at least she tried.

Dust tickled Y/N's nose and she sneezed. Now, fully awake, Y/N grumbled and lay in bed for a few more seconds before reluctantly climbing out of her warm and cozy blanket nest. Begrudgingly, she dragged her feet to her bathroom, where she washed her face and brushed her teeth.

She took a moment to glance at herself in the mirror. Combing her hand through her gleaming blonde hair, she sighed.

"God. When did my hair get so fried? Should I just dye it back to my original hair color," she murmured.

Suddenly, Y/N snapped her head up, gazing intensely at herself in the mirror and lightly gasping, as if she had just remembered something important. What was it?

"Oh. OH MY DAYS," she yelled.

Today was the day of Jackson Wang's party. And she didn't have a dress. Everything in her closet was weeks out of date and she hadn't had time to go on a shopping spree in the last few days. She brushed her fingers against the clothes in her closet. Nothing piqued her interest. Everything just seemed so. So boring.

Y/N sighed again and gazed mournfully up at the ceiling. The party would start in 3 hours and she had no clothes and her hair, makeup, and nails were still raggedy af. Cutting through the silence, a knock was heard on her door.

"Y/NNNN are you ready for Jackson's party?" Her best friend Yuna said.

Yuna had long black hair and her makeup was always perfectly done. Her big chocolate orbs always caught the attention of the guys and Y/N couldn't even be mad about it. Yuna was just that perfect. She had great grades, was kind to everyone, and even volunteered in her spare time. Yuna was the most popular girl in school and Y/N knew that she was lucky to know her.

However, sometimes Y/N couldn't help but wonder why such a perfect girl like Yuna would want to be friends with a basic, poor girl like her. Y/N had no money, compared to Yuna. Y/N's long blonde curls were the result of Yuna dragging her to the salon due to her black hair being "boring and out of trend."

Sometimes, Y/N felt like Yuna was controlling her life but she loved Yuna. Yuna was her best friend and Y/N wouldn't have her life any other way.

"I'm coming! Just give me a few seconds," Y/N called from her room. A faint "okay" was heard on the other side of the door and Yuna's footsteps receded away. Y/N made her way in front of her mirror and checked out how she looked today. Sighing, she finally turned towards her bedroom and made her way downstairs.

As Yuna caught sight of Y/N, she smiled sweetly and gestured towards the empty seat beside her at the dining table. Just then, Y/N's mother came out of the kitchen carrying two plates of delicious looking breakfast sandwiches. Smiling, her mother put the two plates in front of the two girls.

"Omo, auntie, you didn't have to do this," Yuna said to Y/N's mom, who loved Yuna simply for bringing Y/N out of her shell. Y/N had been an introverted girl who stuttered all the time before she met Yuna.

Y/N's mother smiled. "It's no problem, dear. Eat up! I'm sure that the party will be tiring and you need all the energy you can get in order to dance with those boys, eh?" Yuna giggled shyly and looked down as Y/N's mother chortled.

Y/N also looked down, but for a different reason. Why does Mom always praise Yuna when she's here and completely ignore me? I'm her daughter, not Yuna. Y/N felt jealous and guilty. She shouldn't be jealous of Yuna! Of course her mom loved Yuna. Everyone does! Even Changbin...

Ever since he had saved her from falling out of a plane like Wonyoung, her old neighbor, in elementary school, Y/N had a massive crush on Changbin. Now that they were in high school, Changbin had really grown up. He was now 6 feet tall and super muscular and all the girls loved him.

Sigh. I don't have a chance with him, Y/N thought to herself.

Yuna noticed Y/N's downcast face and smiled. "Y/Nnie! Why do you look so down today?" her big eyes watered cutely. "Is it because I intruded on your breakfast time? I'm so sorry," Yuna wailed. "I know you love your food more than anything else!"

Just then, Y/N's five brothers came down the stairs.

"Hey! Yuna! Don't listen to my sister," cried Yeonjun, the oldest. He was very handsome and his flinty eyes narrowed as he looked at the trembling Y/N.

"Yeah! Don't listen to her! Come sit next to me instead," said Huening Kai, the youngest. Kai was Y/N's step-brother through her dad with Amelia, a stunning and gorgeous lady that was 5'11" and had long, jet-black hair. For some reason though, he spent more time at her mom's house...

Soobin, the second oldest and leader of the pack, looked disappointed. He sighed and took Yuna's seat as she got up to sit next to Kai. Soobin avoided eye contact with Y/N and filled his plate, scooting his chair away from Y/N and wrinkling his nose.

Y/N frowned. Do I smell bad or something? She surreptitiously sniffed her armpit but couldn't find any weird odors, only the scent of her favorite peach and lavender perfume. Everyone else at the table either looked away or grimaced in disgust. Y/N was not a very subtle person and clearly lacked the ability to comprehend some social cues.

Just then, Taehyun sneezed. Taehyun was Y/N's twin brother, yet he never seemed to really like her that much. Although Y/N and Taehyun used to get along when they were younger, everything changed when Taehyun noticed that they didn't really look similar, despite being twins. In fact, Y/N didn't look like any of her family at all, including any of her 7 dads. However, Y/N on the other hand, was 100% sure that they were twins

"W-what's wrong? Do I...smell?" Y/N stuttered. Although she couldn't catch social cues, she for sure still had shame. Taehyun shook his head but Y/N noticed that he couldn't look her in the eye.

"You're lying to me aren't you, oppa...what are you guys not telling me?" Y/N pleaded. She sniffed delicately and pearly tears welled up in her eyes. Her pale cheeks and nose was now dusted with a rosy tint. Deep down, Y/N had a suspicion that they were hiding something from her, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. "W-well, whatever. It doesn't really matter..."

Soobin shrugged nonchalantly. Y/N looked around at the looks of the other boys, but all of them wore a face she couldn't decipher. Sighing, she finished the last bit of her bagel and her orange juice.

"C'mon, Yuna. Let's go get ready for Jackson's party," Y/N said quietly as she got up from the table. Slightly hanging her head, she walked up her stairs dejectedly, only to feel as if Yuna wasn't following her. Turning around, she glanced back at the table. Yuna was still sitting there and giggling at what Beomgyu, Y/N's middle brother, was saying.

"Stop, Gyu-oppa! You're making me laugh too hard! I already did my makeup this morning and if it smudges, it's your fault!" Yuna managed to gasp between her laughter.

Y/N's crystalline orbs shimmered with tears as she ran up the stairs and slammed the door to her room behind her. Everyone is ignoring me, she thought sadly as she sat on her bed. Just then, she heard a knock on her door.

"Babygirl, it's me, appa. Can I come in?"

Y/N's lip quivered as she debated in her head whether or not she should let her youngest dad, the infamous Jeon Jungkook, inside her room.

"Go away, daddy! I don't wanna talk to anyone. If you want to scold someone, you should scold my jerk oppas!" Y/N screamed at the door, crossing her arms and hiding her face.

"Aigoo, babygirl," Jungkook sighed. "You should never bottle up your emotions. Come on, sugarplum. I'm your appa, you know you can always talk to me."

Jungkook opened the door and sat beside Y/N, slinging his veiny, tattooed arm around her shoulder. Y/N sniffled delicately and turned to rest her head against her daddy's toned chest.

"Daddy! All of my oppas are being so mean to me! They keep scrunching their noses when they look at me and none of them are telling me why!" Y/N sobbed uncontrollably.

Jungkook's jaw clenched as he sighed once again. I need to tame those boys, he thought to himself. I need to show them who the REAL alpha of this family is before they ruin my plans and hurt my babygirl Y/N more.

He turned around to face Y/N, a look of pity and softness resting on his chiseled face. "Don't worry babygirl, appa will talk to them for you, okay?"

“Nae, appa,” Y/N sighed cutely, wiping away her delicate, glasslike tears. Jungkook smirked to himself. Yeah, he thought, that’s right. Those boys won’t stand a chance against me. I’ll protect Y/N.

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