sooniessoulmate

[sooniessoulmate]

𝔸𝕕𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕌 | 𝕄𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥 | 𝔻𝕚𝕟𝕠 𝕊𝕞𝕒𝕦

☆💙𝕤𝕠𝕠𝕟𝕚𝕖'𝕤 𝕤𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕞𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥💙☆

☆:**:.𝕤𝕪𝕟𝕠𝕡𝕤𝕚𝕤.:**:.☆

𝕐/ℕ 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕤 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕗𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕙𝕞𝕒𝕟 𝕪𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕒𝕞𝕖 𝕦𝕟𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕚𝕥𝕪 𝕒𝕤 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕓𝕣𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕒 𝕗𝕖𝕨 𝕔𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕤. ℍ𝕖𝕣 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕣𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕠𝕗 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕚𝕟 𝕕𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕕𝕦𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕦𝕞𝕒 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕦𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕧𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤 𝕖𝕩-𝕓𝕠𝕪𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕. 𝕊𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕕𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕕𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕡 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕞𝕒𝕪𝕓𝕖 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕣𝕦𝕖 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖.

☆:**:.𝕡𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘.:**:.☆

𝔻𝕚𝕟𝕠 𝕩 ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣

☆:**:.𝕗𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘.:**:.☆

𝕊𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕖𝕟, ℂ𝕙𝕠𝕚 𝔹𝕖𝕠𝕞𝕘𝕪𝕦, ℂ𝕙𝕠𝕚 𝕐𝕖𝕠𝕟𝕛𝕦𝕟, ℙ𝕒𝕣𝕜 𝕊𝕦𝕟𝕘𝕙𝕠𝕠𝕟, ℙ𝕒𝕣𝕜 𝕎𝕠𝕟𝕓𝕚𝕟, & ℙ𝕒𝕣𝕜 𝕊𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕞

☆:**:.𝕘𝕖𝕟𝕣𝕖.:**:.☆

𝕊𝕞𝕒𝕦, 𝕟𝕠𝕟-𝕚𝕕𝕠𝕝 𝕒𝕦

☆:**:.𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕤.:**:.☆

𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕠𝕠𝕟…

☆:**:.𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕗𝕚𝕝��𝕤.:**:.☆

☆:**:.𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤.:**:.☆

♥_ _ _♥ - 𝕟𝕠𝕣𝕞𝕒𝕝 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤 | ★_ _ _★ - 𝕨𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕟 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤

♥𝕔𝕙.𝟙♥ |

☆💙𝕤𝕠𝕠𝕟𝕚𝕖'𝕤 𝕤𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕞𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥💙☆

[sooniessoulmate]

𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚝 ~ 𝚌𝚑.𝟺 ~ 𝚒𝚗𝚒 & 𝚓𝚘𝟷 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚛: 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚋𝚘𝚡

𝚌𝚑.𝟹 | 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 | 𝚌𝚑.𝟻

Dinner is served to Ruki and you at his cousin’s restaurant. The food looks and smells absolutely heavenly. If only your appetite was fully intact, you are certain the food would taste just as good as it looks and smells. “Come on, you need to eat,” he insists, looking at you with eyes full of concern.

“I’m sorry Ruki,” you sigh. “I’m just not hungry and I’m afraid if I force myself to eat, it’s going to make me sick.”

“I know I don’t know the extent of everything you’ve been through today but maybe it would help if you talked about it,” he suggests.

You look away as tears begin to form in your eyes, “my father was murdered,” you say in a tone that is so low that it's barely audible.

He gasps expressing pure shock. “What do you mean murdered?”

“To be honest, I don’t really know the details,” you sigh. “I only know what my brother told me and he always leaves out the details when it comes to anything that involves him and father.”

“I’m sorry baby,” Ruki says, sympathetically with a slight frown on his face.

The waiter returns to the table with a bottle of red wine, “Mr. Shosei sent this over, sir,” he explains, pouring the burgundy colored liquid into two glasses and placing one in front of each of you. 

“Thank you,” Ruki sighs, analyzing your facial expressions for any sign of acceptance of the wine. He turns to look at the waiter who is still staring at him, “is that all?”

“Oh yes,” the waiter stumbles, “I’ll be taking my leave now,” he scurries away just as quickly as he originally appeared. 

Without thinking you reach for your glass of wine and drink the entire glass. “Mmmm, that’s really good wine.”

“I’m glad you like it, my dear,” Shosei purrs, walking over to the table. “It's our finest bottle of perfectly aged Chateau Lafite Rothschild Bordeaux Pauillac.”

“I have no idea what you just said but it still tastes good,” you smile.

“I'll tell you a little secret,” Shosei starts. “I have a lot of things that taste…”

“Alright Shosei,” Ruki quickly interrupts. “That’s enough of that.”

“I think the princess might actually enjoy the attention,” he smirks, staring at you, waiting for a response.

“Seriously, what the fuck is wrong with you?” Ruki growls. “Y/N is clearly uncomfortable.”

“I think she looks rather intrigued,” Shosei states.

“Why are you out here bothering us again?” Ruki quickly changes the subject, clearly annoyed.

“I need to borrow you, you’re needed in my office,” Shosei explains, his eyes never leaving you.

“Can’t you see I’m a little busy at the moment?” Ruki snaps.

“I’m not asking you to come to my office,” Shosei snarls, glaring at the younger one. “I’m telling you to come to my office.”

Your eyes widen when you hear and feel the change of atmosphere when the orders are barked out. The tension becomes so thick, it can be cut with a knife, which makes you want to crawl under the table and hide.

“I am busy right now,” Ruki retorts without hesitation. “I told you that I will stop in once we are finished with our dinner.”

“That is unacceptable,” Shosei growls.

“Ahhh shit the prince himself is here,” Ren snarls walking into the restaurant, followed closely behind by Takumi.

You watch as Ruki tenses up upon the entrance of the two men, surprised by the reaction. This is really the first time you’ve ever seen his body language change so drastically. Ruki always remains calm in every situation so the fact that he appears to be on edge, makes you aware that you should follow suit.

“Why are you guys here?” Ruki asks, standing up and moving to where he is in front of you, almost as if he was trying to shield you.

“Well well well,” Ren hums, walking over to the table after spotting you. “Who do we have here?”

You could feel his eyes burning a hole through you, practically undressing you with his eyes making both your skin crawl and hair stand up on the back of your neck. 

Ruki moves again, blocking the strange man from your line of vision. “Leave her alone, Ren,” he orders.

“I just want to properly introduce myself to this vision of pure beauty,” Ren announces, with a hint of confidence in his tone.

“Alright, that’s enough fucking around guys,” Shosei interrupts, with a more dominating demeanor than you’ve seen him have prior. 

Ren turns to face Shosei, laughing with a shit eating grin on his face, “I must say this is not a very intimidating look on you.”

You feel something in your hair, assuming a fly landed, after moving your hand up to swat the insect away, you jump after making contact with a hand. You look and the smaller man who was following Ren is now only inches from your face. The corner of his lips curl upwards into a spine chilling grin before he lets out a guttural, low growl, “woof woof woof.” You jump, staring with wide eyes, almost paralyzed by fear.  

“I like your eyes,” he continues. “I have the perfect box I could store them in.”

“Takumi,” Ruki snaps, “leave her the fuck alone.”

Takumi, grabs your throat with one hand while making eye contact, “till next time prince jacker.” and with that he runs over to stand between Ren and Ruki.

“Run along prince, dad needs you,” Ren smiles, “and don’t worry about this little ray of sunshine, daddy will take care of her.”

He sits down in the seat where Ruki was sitting across from you at your table. He places an elbow onto the table resting his face in the palm of his hand, “So tell me sunshine, what’s your name?”

“God damn it Ren,” Ruki growls. “Leave her the fuck alone.”

With a look of pure rage, Ren slides his hand into his sports coat, a man appears from the office and commands, “Shiroiwa, Kawanishi, Ohira…get in here NOW!”

“Awww look at that,” Ren smiles, a look of smugness on his face. “Looks like dad thinks I should be the babysitter.”

Ruki looks at you with apologetic eyes, “I’ll be right back, will you be ok?”

You want to tell him no, you want to beg him to stay and not to leave you with the crazed maniac who has been undressing you with his eyes the entire time he has walked into the building, but you know you can’t. Instead, you force a smile and nod. “I’ll be fine.”

You watch as the other men scurry away from the table and into the office. Ren is still focusing on you as though you are the only person in the entire room.

“I’m going to ask you again,” he growls in a low deep voice, sending shivers down to your core. “What’s your name, sunshine?”

“My name is Tajima Y/N.”

To look at Ren you wouldn’t be able to tell what he has hidden beneath the shiny exterior. He’s a gorgeous man, practically perfection but as they say, ‘you can’t judge a book by its cover’.

“Tajima Y/N,” he repeats. You can see the wheels spinning in his mind but you can’t bring yourself to ask him what he is thinking. “So tell me Miss Tajima Y/N, what are you doing with Prince charming?”

“What do you mean?” you wonder.

He laughs at your innocence, “it’s quite simple sunshine, are you just a good time girl or more?”

“Oh my god,” you gasp. “It’s nothing like that. Ruki and I are friends from university and he’s just helping me out right now.”

“Is that so?” Ren smirks, eyes moving down onto your figure, lingering there for a little longer than necessary.

The doors to the office open, Ruki and Takumi reenter the dining room. Ren moves over to sit next to you before anyone has the chance to steal his spot. He smells like a combination of expensive cologne and cigarettes, a smell that seems to tickle your senses without your consent.

Ruki sits on the opposite side of you. “Are you ok?” he whispers.

“Don’t worry prince charming,” Ren interjects, “I didn’t ruin your little trophy…yet that is.”

Ren pulls his phone out of his pocket, opening the camera and snaps a picture of himself sitting next to you.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Ruki growls, slamming his hand down onto the table.

Takumi’s eyes get wide with excitement as he jumps onto the table “Shit’s gonna go the fuck down!!!!” he yells.

Ren forwards the picture he just captured, with the message, “oh my oh my look at the ray of sunshine I came across. I wonder how sweet she’s gonna taste.” He hits send, placing the phone back into his pocket, leaning back and waiting for the fun to begin.

Your phone instantly starts vibrating in your pocket…

Meanwhile~~~

Shogo drives his car to ‘Fengfan’s’, parking his car on the street in front. He gets out and walks inside, Masaya closely behind. Masaya walks over, slamming his beloved bat down on an empty table close to where the other men are sitting. He looks up with tears in his eyes, “I’m sorry Shogo,” he whimpers. “Even though Eleanor was on board, I just can’t do it. I can’t hurt Fengie…I love him too much.”

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Shogo growls, looking around at all the patrons watching on in shock. “Everyone out of here now, your meals are on the house. Now Go.”

All the guests get up and quickly scurry out of the restaurant, leaving Shogo and his boys alone.

“Please don’t hate Eleanor, Shogo,” Masaya begs. “She wanted to make you happy but I couldn’t. This is my fault, not hers.”

“I told you we’re not here to fucking hurt anyone,” Shogo growls.

Takeru stands up, walking over to Masaya. He grabs Eleanor, licking her while making eye contact with the crying lunatic, then throws his beloved bat across the room. “I just fucked your bitch ass licker,” he growls. 

The crying stops immediately and a look of rage overtakes Masaya’s face. He reaches down, grabbing Christine from her case secured on his belt loop, holding it against Takeru’s throat. Her blade is so sharp, that blood starts dripping down his neck.

“Now your precious Christine is fucking me too,” Takeru smirks. He reaches around his back pulling his black and yellow 9mm from his waistband jamming it into the side of Masaya’s head. “What do you say ole friend, you wanna leave this world together?”

“I can’t fucking deal with this bullshit today,” Shogo snaps, kicking a table causing it to flip making all the dishes break upon hitting the floor.

Fengfan stands up from the bar, without saying a word, he walks over and grabs Masaya and Takeru with both hands. He leans in close and whispers, “I will kill both of you right here and now if you don’t knock this shit off. And then I will butcher your bodies and serve you as tomorrow dinner specials. Understood?”

Masaya slowly lowers Christine, securing her back into her case on his belt loop as Takeru slowly shoves his 9mm into the front of his waistband. He grabs his neck seeing the blood on his hand. He smirks at Masaya not being able to control his urges, “since that was christine fucking me, is this her cum or mine?” he licks the blood of his hand, smiling evilly, “either way its fucking delicious.”

“I swear to fucking god, Takeru, get the fuck over here now and sit,” Jin growls, causing him to quickly do as he’s told. 

Masaya puts his head down and follows Fengfan back over to the bar, sitting down next to him. “I’m really sorry Fengie,” he whimpers, laying his head on his shoulder. “I didn’t want to hurt you, I really didn’t.”

“Get the hell off of me,” Fengfan snarls.

“But I love you,” Masaya announces.

“At least you know you can get ass from someone,” Jin laughs, winking at Fengfan. 

“I can’t fucking believe this shit,” Shogo states still pacing around the restaurant. 

“Yo, Shogo,” Jin starts. “Why don’t you fill us in on what’s going on.”

Shogo continues to pace without saying anything. He picks up a chair, throwing it through the glass window in the front of the restaurant. “God damn it!” he yells.

“Should I go give him a hug?” Masaya asks. 

“No, you stay,” Fengfan orders.

“Yea don’t risk losing your plan b,” Jin teases again.

Shogo walks over to the bar, grabbing a bottle of liquor and starts chugging. He slams it down onto the wood before looking at the others, “he’s gone boys, he’s gone.”

“Oh my god,” Fengfan gasped. “I’m sorry man.”

Before Shogo has time to respond his phone starts to vibrate, grabbing his attention. He pulls his phone out of his pocket to see a picture of you with Ren. “I’m gonna fucking kill him,” he growls then immediately dials your phone.

𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟 | 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 | 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝

[sooniessoulmate]

ℍ𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕤 𝕆𝕗 ℍ𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕤 ~ ℂ𝕙.𝟚 ~ 𝕊𝕜𝕫, 𝕋𝕓𝕫, 𝕋𝕩𝕥, & 𝔼𝕟 𝕤𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤

𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕨𝕠: 𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕖𝕟

𝕔𝕙.𝟙 | 𝕞𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥 | 𝕔𝕙.𝟛

Kihyun dragged Y/N to her new sleeping quarters, while she continued to cry until they reached the room. He opened the door and shoved her inside, closing the door behind him.

“I have had just about enough of your cry baby shit,” Kihyun snarled.

“I’m sorry,” Y/N said, sniffling her nose.

“You are fucking sorry,” Kihyun huffed. “I can’t believe someone like you is the daughter of Dragon.”

“I’m not his daughter,” Y/N argued.

“How stupid can you be?” Kihyun asked. “Why would he go through so much trouble to protect you if you weren’t his actual daughter?”

“I don’t have an answer for that,” Y/N sighed. “I wish I did though.”

“I’m done with this stupidity,” Kihyun snarled, plopping down on his bed. “Now get dressed into your pajamas because we’re not going anywhere else tonight.”

“None of my stuff is in here,” Y/N stated.

“Your father took care of that for you, he got you more appropriate clothing than that garbage you’re used to wearing,” Kihyun laughed. “You’re really lucky to have such a loving dad.”

“I don’t want anything from him,” Y/N declared, turning around to walk out of the room. 

Kihyun appeared behind Y/N before she had time to open the door. He swung her around, pinning her back against the door.

“I suggest you stop fighting,” Kihyun snarled. “Or this is gonna be a really hard life for you.”

“Kihyun let me go,” Y/N demanded.

Kihyun moved his face an inch from hers and smirked devilishly before running his tongue from her chin to her eye. “You’re in no position to be making demands.”

“Why are you doing this?” Y/N cried. “I thought you were supposed to be protecting me.”

“I am but I’m hungry,” Kihyun smirked, moving Y/N’s hair off of her neck. “And besides, I wanna find out what royal blood tastes like.”

“Please don’t do this,” Y/N begged.

“Yes, beg some more,” Kihyun smirked. 

Y/N stared at him with utter disgust, unable to believe that this is who was entrusted to keep her safe.

“Don’t worry princess, it’s not like I’m going to kill you,” Kihyun explained, moving her onto the bed. He crawled on top of her still in control of the situation as his fangs became exposed and his eyes turned to a shade of green. “I just want a taste.”

“Your eyes,” Y/N gasped.

“What about them?” Kihyun asked.

“They’re green,” she gasped.

“Yea and?” Kihyun huffed.

“Why are they green? I thought vampires’ eyes turned black,” Y/N stated.

“Oh my god you’re so fucking stupid,” Kihyun growled. “I’m a hybrid not a fucking vampire.”

He leaned down, puncturing the skin on Y/N’s neck with his fangs, drawing her blood into his mouth. She could see smoke coming out from his mouth, the sound of sizzling overtook the sounds of silence in the room. But Kihyun didn’t seem to be phased. 

“Mmmm,” Kihyun moaned as he continued drinking her blood.

The feeling was a strange euphoric sensation, sending shivers throughout her body. “Please. Stop,” she begged.

Kihyun pulled away for a moment, to gaze deep into her eyes. As smoke poured out of his mouth he said, “you taste like heaven.”

“Isn’t my blood burning you?” Y/N wondered.

“That’s part of the pleasure,” Kihyun smirked, biting down on the other side of her neck.

Y/N realized her fate was in his hands and there was nothing she could do to stop this from happening. She closed her eyes, slowly losing consciousness.

“Y/N,” a woman’s voice sounded out.

She sat up, looking around, realizing she was no longer in her new bedroom. She was in the middle of a forest, surrounded by huge trees, the only light was the almost full moon above the forest canopy. She was dressed in pajamas but had no shoes on her feet.

“How did I get here?” she said to herself.

“Y/N,” the woman called out again.

“Who’s there?” Y/N asked, looking around.

A white figure started coming towards Y/N through the trees. It was a beautiful woman who had an almost majestic glow around her. 

“Y/N,” the woman smiled. “I’m so glad we finally have the chance to meet.”

“Who are you?” Y/N wondered.

“That’s not important,” she smiled, comfortingly.

“How did I get here?” Y/N asked.

“I brought you here.”

“But why?” Y/N wondered.

“You are in grave danger,” the woman stated. “You cannot trust Jiyong. He’s an awful beast and will destroy you just as quickly as he is willing to destroy everything else in his life.”

“I don’t trust him,” Y/N said, shaking her head no.

“You’re more powerful than you know,” the woman continued. “You need to focus on your natural abilities and learn to harness the powers of your ancestors.”

“How do I do that?” Y/N asked.

“You know plenty of witches that will be able to help with the process,” the woman smiled. “Then after you find your full strength, you must die at the hands of a vampire.”

“What?!” Y/N gasped.

“It’s the only way to stop him,” the woman explained. 

“I have to die in order to stop him?” Y/N repeated, still unable to comprehend the full extent of what the lady was implying.

“That’s right,” the woman nodded. “It’s the only way.”

“But,” Y/N started.

“BUT NOTHING,” she yelled.

Y/N exhaled deeply sitting up, no longer in the magical feeling forest. She looked around, realizing she was somehow sitting in the middle of the witch’s sanctuary.  

“Did you have a good slumber?” Taehyun asked who was sitting on a bench, smiling widely at her.

“Taehyun?” Y/N gasped. “How did I get here?”

“I’m assuming you had a visit from her,” Taehyun sighed, ignoring her questions.

“Who is she?” Y/N wondered.

“I’m assuming you met the original witch,” Taehyun said, sitting up.

“The original witch?” Y/N repeated. “What does she want with me?”

“I don’t know,” Taehyun said. “But whatever it is, it must be important. She doesn’t come to see just anyone.”

“She said I have to die,” Y/N whispered.

“That can’t be,” Taehyun denied. 

“That’s what she said,” Y/N insisted. “She said it was the only way to stop him.”

“To stop who?” Taehyun wondered.

“My father,” Y/N said, looking down at the floor.

“Y/N,” Yeonjun yelled, running into the sanctuary.

Y/N looked up, smiling widely when she saw Yeonjun. She stood up and ran to him, wrapping her arms tightly around him.

“I’m so happy you’re here,” Y/N gasped, feeling her face getting warm.

Yeonjun pulled away so he could look into her eyes, “I’ll always be here for you.”

Y/N instinctively pressed her lips against Yeonjun’s, feeling electricity throughout her body. This moment was the first time she felt safe since she came to this school.

“Would you two get a room already,” Taehyun groaned, rolling his eyes.

Y/N pulled away, laying her head onto Yeonjun’s chest, refusing to let go of him.

“Please just hold me a little longer,” Y/N whispered.

“I’ll never let go,” Yeonjun said, kissing the top of her head.

“Y/N,” a man yelled from outside of the sanctuary, “come out now before I burn this shit to the ground.”

𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕧 | 𝕞𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥 | 𝕟𝕖𝕩𝕥

[sooniessoulmate]

𝙻𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚘𝚗 - 𝚂𝟸 𝙲𝚑.𝟷𝟺 - 𝙰𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚣 𝚘𝚝𝟾 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜

♥️𝚌𝚑. 𝟷𝟹 ♠️ 𝚜𝟸 𝚖𝚕♦️𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟻♣️

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟷𝟺 : assistant taeyong

A few days passed, and Taeyong periodically stopped in to check on the healing patient.

Jongho ran towards the door, opening it once he reached it, exposing Taeyong on the opposite side.

“Good afternoon,” Taeyong smiled.

“Whatever,” Jongho grunted. 

“Can I come in?” Taeyong asked.

“It’s a free country,” Jongho snarled, walking back towards the stairs.

“How’s she doing?” Taeyong asked.

“See for yourself,” Jongho grunted. He turned to look at Taeyong, staring intently. “Don’t I know you from somewhere?”

“I mean I’ve been coming here on and off for a few days now,” Taeyong smiled.

“No,” Jongho shook his head. “I feel like I know you from somewhere else.”

“I don’t think so,” Taeyong denied.

“Yea I know I know you from somewhere,” Jongho insisted. “You look so familiar.”

“I've never met you before,” Taeyong continued denying.

“Well Seonghwa will be home today, I’m sure he’ll know where I know you from,” Jongho stated. “His memory is a little better than mine.”

“Seonghwa is coming home today?” Taeyong asked.

“Yea he’s supposed to be,” Jongho said.

“That’s just wonderful news,” Taeyong sighed, with a forced smile on his face.

“You seem a little disappointed,” Jongho announced, raising an eyebrow.

“No of course not,” Taeyong argued. “I think his presence will be significantly helpful to Y/N’s memory recovery.”

“Oh she’s just fine,” Jongho laughed. “Like I said, see for yourself. She’s downstairs.”

Jongho laughed, walking up the stairs as Mingi was headed down.

“Hello there,” Taeyong smiled.

“I’m assuming you’re here to see Y/N again,” Mingi said.

“Yes of course,” Taeyong nodded.

“Well I wasn’t sure since you seem to have an interest in everyone in this house,” Mingi said, suspiciously.

“Why would you say that?” Taeyong asked.

“Well for one,” Hongjoong started walking out of the living room. “I’ve never seen anyone try to be friends with our local psychopath, like you have been.”

“Your local psychopath?” Taeyong repeated.

“Yea Yunho,” Mingi interjected.

“He’s not a psychopath,” Taeyong denied.

“The hell he aint,” Hongjoong argued. “And you appear to enjoy it.”

“You’re not even scared of him,” Mingi added.

“Why would I be scared of Yunho?” Taeyong wondered.

“He’s obsessed with dead bodies,” Hongjoong stated. “That’s not normal.”

“Maybe not to you,” Taeyong said.

“What do you want with him?” Mingi demanded.

“Look, I don’t know what you are implying but I’m only here to check in on Y/N and make sure her recovery stays on track,” Taeyong stated. “Would you take me to her please?”

Mingi looked at Hongjoong for direction on what to do. “Yunho and San are with her downstairs,” Hongjoong said. “Show him down.”

“Follow me,” Mingi ordered, walking towards the door leading downstairs. He led Taeyong down the stairs and through the den, taking him into the gun range where Yunho, San, and Y/N were.

Everyone waited to speak until Y/N was finished shooting the gun that she was holding. She unloaded the pistol aiming at a target. San pressed a button bringing the target back to where Y/N was standing.

She jumped up and hugged Yunho, “See I told you I would hit the head with every shot. I win asshole.”

Yunho’s cheeks turned a light shade of red as a smile overtook his face. “You did great,” he smiled.

“I will beat you in everything we do,” Y/N boasted, lightly punching his stomach in a playful manner.

“Excuse me,” Taeyong said, clearing his throat.

Everyone turned to look at him. “Yes?” Y/N asked.

“Why are you out of bed?” Taeyong wondered.

“Because I’m tired of lying around,” Y/N explained. “No one would lay with me so I had to get up.”

“You never asked me to lay with you,” Mingi pouted. “I would have laid with you.”

“I’m not just trying to sleep, Mingi,” Y/N smiled.

“What does that mean?” Mingi wondered.

“I thought you were waiting on Seonghwa,” Taeyong said.

“I am,” Y/N nodded, “But he’s not here right now so it’s whatever.”

Taeyong looked at San, “Can I speak with you, alone.”

“Sure,” San said, walking out of the shooting range and into the den. He walked over to the bar and poured himself a drink. “What’s up?”

“I’m concerned about where Y/N’s mental state is,” Taeyong stated.

“She’s fine,” San argued. 

“Yesterday she was crying over Seonghwa and today she doesn’t seem to care about him at all,” Taeyong said.

“I don’t know if anyone actually explained this to you,” San started. “Seonghwa and Y/N aren’t really a thing so all of this is ok. I feel like her adjustment is getting better.”

“That doesn’t make sense,” Taeyong stated.

“Why not,” San asked.

“No one said anything about that until now,” Taeyong sighed.

“You don’t really need to know anything,” San snarled. “You’re not really a doctor anyways, you’re only an assistant.”

“I’m a doctor,” Taeyong argued.

“No,” San denied, “You’re just Dr Jeong’s assistant. He said it himself.”

“When did he tell you that?” Taeyong snapped.

San pulled his gun out of his pants and placed it on top of the bar, “I think your services are no longer needed at this time, Assistant Taeyong.”

“This is a mistake,” Taeyong snarled.

“The mistake would be you not listening,” San growled.

Taeyong took a deep breath and silently walked towards the door.

“Oh and I wouldn’t get any ideas in your head about coming back,” San added. “It would end very badly for you.”

Taeyong didn’t respond as he walked up the stairs and headed towards the front door.

Y/N ran into the den, holding her abdomen, “San, I’m bleeding through again,” she stated.

“Ok let’s go back upstairs and I’ll change your bandages,” San said, placing a hand onto her back.

They walked up the stairs together, headed towards the stairs leading to the second floor when the front door swung open and Seonghwa and Wooyoung entered the mansion.

“I thought I just saw Taeyong driving away from here,” Seonghwa announced, looking at San for answers.

“You did,” San nodded. “But I told him his services weren’t needed here any longer.”

“Taeyong is the leader of NCT,” Seonghwa announced.

♥️𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟♠️𝚜𝟸 𝚖𝚕 ♦️𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝♣️

♥️♠️𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 - 𝙾𝙿𝙴𝙽♦️♣️

@stayatinykatsy @vampiregirl215 @xuchiya @veebyvee @brotherughh

[sooniessoulmate]

𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚝 ~ 𝚌𝚑.𝟹 ~ 𝚒𝚗𝚒 & 𝚓𝚘𝟷 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚎: 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎'𝚜

𝚌𝚑.𝟸 | 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 | 𝚌𝚑.𝟺

Masaya follows Shogo to their new enemies’ clubhouse. Shogo struts inside like he owns the place. But to be fair, that’s how Shogo enters anywhere he goes, he’s practically royalty and he is fully aware of his stature. 

“Alright boys,” Shogo yells, raising his arms up. “It’s time to atone for your sins.”

“FUCKING ATONE!!!!” Masaya repeats, slamming Eleanor down onto an empty wooden table breaking it in two.

“What the fuck?!” Keigo snaps, standing up from the table where he was sitting, fully invested in a card game with another member. 

“Where’s Sho?” Shogo snarls. “I have an issue with him.”

Syoya lays his hand of cards down onto the table, turning his head to look at the crazed man, yelling in the doorway. “I guess you’re shit out of luck, Shigo, cause he’s not home right now.”

Masaya looks at Shogo for approval, getting a nod in return, giving him the okay to proceed. An evil smirk crawls onto Masaya’s face as he walks over to the table where the card game is in full swing. He slams his bat onto the card table, breaking it in half. “It’s SHOGO motherfucker!!” he yells then swings his bat, making contact with Syoya’s shoulder causing him to fall off his chair, landing hard on the floor. “And this is fucking Eleanor…SHOW SOME GODDAMNED RESPECT!!!!”

Syoya reaches for his handgun that he has secured in the waistband of his pants but before he has time to pull it, some more members enter the room from the back. 

“What’s all this ruckus about?” Ren asks, looking around at the destruction. 

“I’m looking for fucking Sho,” Shogo snarls, nodding at Masaya to tell him to continue with the chaos.

Masaya smiles as he smashes the rest of the tables still standing. Junki runs into the room from the back, “I wanna help,” he yells full of excitement. He picks up a chair, throwing it against the back of the bar, breaking all the bottles of liquor with the collision. 

“I’ve been meaning to ask you, Tajima,” Ren smirks, cocking his head while raising an eyebrow. “How’s your father doing?”

Shogo pulls his gold plated handgun from the holster hidden by his black sport coat, pointing it directly at Ren’s head. “Talk about my father again and I will blow your fucking head off.”

“DO ITTTTT!!!!!!” Masaya yells, hitting himself in the head with Eleanor, breaking his own head open causing blood to pour down his face.

“My turn,” Junki orders, looking at Masaya waiting for him to his head.

“Now now now,” Ren sighs, motioning with both hands for Shogo to calm down with his hands. “I apologize if I said something wrong. I was just wondering how our Godfather is doing. I sent some flowers to the hospital this morning.”

Masaya walks over to Ren, raising Eleanor in the air, swinging and hitting his stomach. After falling to the ground, Ren looks up at Shogo, spits blood onto the ground and smiles, “I’ll let Sho know you stopped by when he gets home.”

Masaya raises Eleanor again, preparing to swing when Shogo yells, “ENOUGH!” He turns to exit the clubhouse, expecting his dog to follow.

“Be a good boy and go follow your master,” Ren whispers to Masaya with a smile on his face showing the blood stained teeth in his mouth. 

“Masaya come,” Shogo orders before he has time to respond to the injured man lying on the floor. Masaya puts his head down and runs after Shogo.

After the door completely closes when both men leave the clubhouse, Ren stands up, holding his side. “Where the fuck did Ruki go?” he snarls.

“He got a call and said he had to go handle something,” Syoya explains. “You know those intellectual types do shit.”

Ren looks around at the mess and notices Junki pouting in the corner. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” he snarls.

“I’m sad,” he says. “I didn’t get to play with Eleanor.”

Ruki climbs into the driver’s side of his black BMW, smiling at you softly. “You look like you’ve been hit by a mack truck,” he announces. 

“I feel like that too,” you sigh, looking down at the floor of the car. 

“So where am I taking you?” Ruki wonders.

The tears start to well up in your eyes and you are unable to stop them from falling. You look at him with tear stained cheeks, “I don’t know,” you whimper. “I haven’t been to Tokyo for over ten years, Ruki, I don’t even know where my brother’s house is.”

He places his hand on your thigh, trying to lend you some comfort. “How about your parent’s house?” he asks. “Do you want me to drop you off there?”

The mention of your parents makes you sob uncontrollably. You cover your face with your hands embarrassed of how you're acting but unable to stop the emotions. “I can’t go there…I just can’t.”

“Oh Y/N, it’s ok,” Ruki says, leaning towards you and wrapping his arms around you. “Come here, baby, it’s alright, Ruki’s here. I’ll take you somewhere until you can get a hold of your brother.”

You pull away, looking up at him through tear stained lashes, “I’m so sorry for all of this.”

“There’s no need for apologies,” he states, rubbing the back of your head with his hand. 

“Yes there is,” you argue. “I shouldn’t have bothered you with this and I’m sorry. I just didn’t know who else to call. I don’t know anyone else here.”

“I told you,” Ruki sighs. “I’m glad I was the person you thought of. I want to be that person for you.”

“Really?” you ask. 

“Yes, really,” Ruki confirms. “You’ve always been special to me, Y/N.”

You stare at him with wide eyes, surprised by his sudden confession. He places a strand of hair that is hanging in your face behind your ear, never breaking the intense eye contact. “Look,” he continues. “There’s a lot of things that I feel that I need to say to you but I know you’re going through a lot right now and you don’t need this on top of it. So how about I take you to my cousin’s restaurant, across town and we get some food in that belly and if you still can’t get a hold of your brother, I can rent a hotel room for you to stay in for the night so you can get some rest.”

You nod, wiping your cheeks with your hands then rubbing the wetness onto your jeans. You sit back in your seat while he starts the engine and drives off. He drives through town as you stare out of the window, trying to stop the tears from falling.

Ruki glances over at you, exhales deeply and grabs your hand, squeezing it lightly. “It’ll be ok,” he whispers. You don’t respond but you don’t pull your hand away either. You’re grateful for him, especially at this moment. 

He pulls into an almost empty parking lot, outside of a lone building. The sign reads ‘Shose’s’. Ruki parks his car and turns the engine off. He turns to look at you, “are you ready?”

“Not really,” you sigh, unbuckling your seatbelt. You squeeze his hand once more before releasing it, “but we can’t really just sit in your car all night, can we?”

“I mean, if you’d really want to, I would be willing to sit in here with you for as long as you need,” he smiles. “But, I’m sure you haven’t had a good meal since you landed and you probably should get some food in your system.”

“I’m not that hungry though,” you sigh.

“Come on babe, you’re a smart girl,” he laughs. “You know damn well that you’re probably hungry and because you’re emotional right now, your mind is just tricking you into thinking that you're not.”

You glare at him, “I really hate how smart you are sometimes.”

Ruki smirks, raising an eyebrow, “I don’t think you do,” he states, in a teasing way. “Wait here.”

You watch as he gets out of the car, walks around and opens your door, putting his hand out for you to grab to help you out of his vehicle. You scrunch your nose for a second before placing your tiny extension into his. “What’s wrong,” he asks.

“I’m just not used to this side of you,” you admit. 

“To be fair, you and I only focused on school before. This is the first time we can really be ourselves,” he states, leading you inside of the restaurant. 

You walk inside, surprised by the elegant atmosphere. The restaurant is clearly a fine dining establishment, making you instantly self conscious. “Ruki, I’m not dressed appropriately to eat here,” you whisper.

“I think you look stunning,” he instantly responds, without any hesitation. 

“Stop it,” you sigh as you stop walking. “I’m being serious, places like this usually have a dress code and I’m sure jeans aren’t allowed.”

He turns his body to face you, booping your nose with his finger. “You’re really adorable,” he smiles. “You worry way too much. I told you, this is my cousin’s restaurant, you’re fine just the way you are.”

There it is, his beautiful smile. You only saw him smile a handful of times over the past few years. A real smile that is, not a grin or a ‘yea ok’ kind of smile, like a smile showing he is really happy and this is that kind of smile. You secretly wish you could see that smile more often, it’s really nice to look at. You feel him wrap his arm around your shoulder, once again guiding you to a table in the corner of the restaurant.

A tall, lengthy looking man walks out from the back room. He has long purple hair, neatly tied back with only a few bangs hanging loose in his face. His skin is a soft shade with all but perfect complexion. He has naturally pouty lips and quite intense looking eyes.

He walks straight over to the table. “Ruki,” he says, “I thought you were gonna be hanging at the clubhouse tonight.” He only smiles once he notices you sitting at the table. “And who is this lovely lady?”

“Hi,” you smile, reaching your hand out to shake his. “I’m Tajima Y/N.”

The man raises an eyebrow, side eyes Ruki, then quickly takes your hand into his, “Tajima Y/N, you say? Now that’s the name for an angel and you have a face to go with it.”

“Thank you,” you say, uncomfortably pulling your hand back and placing it on your lap. 

“Is everything ok with you, you seem a little sad,” the man asks, pouting his lips a little, purely for dramatics. 

“Shosei,” Ruki grunts, “she’s been through enough today, she doesn’t need this shit.”

Shosei looks at him, letting a little laugh out before responding. “Yea ok, I guess I’ll just go back into my office then.” He turns to look at you, “get anything you’d like, your meal is on the house.”

“You don’t have to do that,” you say, starting to feel a little bad for getting visibly uncomfortable prior. 

“Any friend of Ruki, is a friend of mine,” Shosei smirks. “But before I leave you two alone, I just have one question…do you have a sister by chance?”

“No,” you shake your head. “Just an older brother.”

“Oh never mind, I thought I might have known your sister but I guess I was wrong,” he explains. “Ruki, make sure you come in to talk to me before you leave.”

“Yea ok,” Ruki nods as he watches his cousin walk off. “I’m really sorry about that,” he says to you. 

“It’s alright,” you sigh. “I’m sorry I was being rude.”

“You weren’t being rude at all honey,” Ruki smiles. “I think you handled him perfectly.”

Masaya closely follows Shogo to his vehicle and they both climb inside. Masaya turns to look at his boss with wide eyes, yearning for approval but only to be highly disappointed. Shogo glances over at his loyal dog and watches as Masaya gently caresses Eleanor while whispering sweet nothings to his beloved.

Masaya looks over at him, “will you be my best man?”

“What the fuck are you going on about now?” Shogo growls, now refusing to even glance in his direction.

“Uhh umm nothing,” Masaya stutters, slightly embarrassed of his question. He looks at his hands, staring intently for a few seconds before he starts punching his head, taking turns between his right and left hand. “WHO THE FUCK IS NEXT!?!?!?!?!”

“We’re going to Feng’s,” Shogo states, in a low tone, seemingly unphased by his passenger’s erratic behavior.

Masaya slowly stops hitting himself, grabbing Eleanor tightly with both hands. “But I don’t want to hurt Fengfan,” he sighs, almost on the brink of tears. “I love him too much.”

“Nobody said anything about hurting him, man,” Shogo growls.

“But we’re on a mission,” Masaya argues. “A mission of destruction.”

“Where the fuck do you come up with this shit?” Shogo growls.

“Eleanor helps me figure a lot out,” Masaya confesses with wide eyes.

“Done,” Shogo sighs. “Text Takeru and Yudai and tell them to meet us at Feng’s.”

𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟 | 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 | 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝

[sooniessoulmate]

ℍ𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕤 𝕆𝕗 ℍ𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕤 ~ ℂ𝕙.𝟙 ~ 𝕊𝕜𝕫, 𝕋𝕓𝕫, 𝕋𝕩𝕥, & 𝔼𝕟 𝕤𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤

𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕟𝕖: 𝕕𝕠𝕟𝕥 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕕𝕒𝕕𝕕𝕪 𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕣𝕪

𝕤𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕠𝕟 𝟙 | 𝕞𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥 | 𝕔𝕙.𝟚

“Daddy’s home,” Jiyong smiled, making eye contact with Y/N while still holding Key’s beating heart.

Y/N was paralyzed by fear. Something about this man scared her more than words could express. She never felt this level of fear before in her life. Y/N wanted to respond, she wanted to deny his claims of being her father but she wasn’t able to get the words to come out of her mouth.

Jiyong smirked, dropping Key’s heart onto his lifeless body, “come give your dear old dad a welcoming home hug."

Y/N attempted to speak again but was still unable to get any words out. She closed her eyes and violently shook her head no, hoping this whole situation would turn out to be just a very bad nightmare.

“It appears you have my stubbornness,” Jiyong laughed out in amusement, taking a step closer towards Y/N.

“That’s enough,” Heeseung snarled, standing up. “Who the fuck are you and what do you want with Y/N?”

Jiyong appeared in front of Heeseung, grabbing the boy’s throat before he had time to react.

“I told you little boy,” Jiyong growled. “I am her father and I will do whatever the fuck I see fit. I suggest you stay out of my way or I will rip you limb from limb.”

Jungwon, reacting on pure instinct, stood up and grabbed Jiyong attempting to get him off of his friend. Jiyong dropped Heeseung onto the floor while shoving his hand into Jungwon’s chest cavity.

“Stop that,” Y/N yelled.

Jiyong ignored the girl’s pleas, moving his face an inch from Jungwon’s, “can you feel my hand tickling your heart?” he asked.

Jungwon nodded his head, unsure if he was going to survive. 

“Please don’t kill Jungwon,” Y/N cried out, as a tear ran down her cheek.

“Jungwon, huh?” Jiyong smirked. “So you’re the boy that saved my daughter?”

Jungwon nodded again, hoping he would gain some mercy. Jiyong exhaled slowly as he pulled his hand out of Jungwon’s chest.  “Consider this a thank you for keeping her safe,” he sighed.

Y/N ran over to Jungwon, kneeling down beside him as tears ran down her face. “What’s wrong with you?” she yelled.

“Damn it,” Jiyong said, rolling his sleeves up and walking back to the front of the classroom. “I seem to have soiled my favorite shirt. This just won’t do.”

“What do you want from me?” Y/N asked.

“I want what any father wants for his daughter,” Jiyong smiled, innocently. “I want you to live a long, normal mortal life.”

Before Y/N had time to respond, Jiyong whistled which brought five men into the room.

“I want you to meet your new friends,” Jiyong smiled at Y/N.

“My new friends?” she repeated, confused.

“Yes, your new friends,” Jiyong nodded. “You need to realize that I’m a busy man. Being the most powerful creature in the world keeps me occupied and I won’t be able to watch you all of the time to ensure your safety.”

“I don’t need you to ensure my safety,” Y/N argued. “I've done fine without you up till now.”

“Please don’t make daddy angry. You won’t like it when daddy gets angry,” Jiyong said, placing his hands on his chest. “But to tell you the truth, my dear, I don’t really care if you like it or not, these are your new body guards…oops I meant friends.”

“How will they be able to be with me all of the time?” Y/N asked. “I have school and they can’t be here.”

“How could I possibly have forgotten to mention the most important part? They are new students here,” Jiyong smiled. “And I had some changes made with the rooms. Your new roommate is now Kihyun.”

“But Ryujin and I…”

“Are no more,” Jiyong interrupted. “You cannot be trusted to make your own decisions.”

Jiyong looked around at the other students in the classroom, “now does anyone have any objections to the new changes?” he asked.

No one dared to argue with the maniac standing before them.

“I just want to go home,” Y/N cried. 

“You are home,” Jiyong smiled. “It’s time you get used to it.”

“This is not my home and you are not my father,” Y/N argued. 

“If you keep this shit up,” Jiyong started. “I will take you home and kill everybody you know while you watch so you won’t have anyone left…Is that what you want to happen?”

“You wouldn’t,” Y/N gasped, trying not to picture her loved ones dying because of her.

“You don’t know what I’m capable of,” Jiyong smiled.

“We’d help,” Jooheon laughed. 

“Although the king doesn’t need any help,” Minhyuk added. 

“I didn’t say he needed help,” Jooheon snarled.

“I didn’t say you did,” Minhyuk snapped.

“I suggest you shut the fuck up,” Jooheon ordered.

“What did I do?” Minhyuk asked.

“Your face is just pissing me off,” Jooheon said.

“Knock it off now,” Jiyong snarled, forcing the two to stop bickering instantly.

Y/N stood up and started walking out of the classroom as tears continued to stream down her cheeks.

“Leaving so soon?” Jiyong asked. “I thought we should have a real heart to heart talk.”

“I don’t want to talk to you,” Y/N cried, continuing to walk out of the room.

Against better judgment, Yeonjun stood up to follow her out of the classroom. He had to check on her and make sure she was ok. Y/N shouldn’t be crying and she shouldn’t be upset. He needed her to know that no matter what, he was in this with her and they would be alright.

Jiyong appeared in front of Yeonjun, preventing him from following Y/N.  “And where do you think you’re going little witch?” Jiyong asked.

“I just want to make sure Y/N is ok,” Yeonjun sighed.

“She doesn’t need you anymore,” Jiyong stated. “You’ll just get in the way.”

Y/N turned around, instantly, “please don’t hurt him.”

Jiyong smiled, evilly at his daughter, “it appears you like this one.”

“Just don’t hurt him,” she begged.

Jiyong grabbed Yeonjun by the throat, “do you know how easy it would be for me to kill you right here?”

“Noooo,” Y/N cried, starting to run over to them, only to be stopped by Kihyun.

“Tsk tsk tsk,” Kihyun whispered with a half smile on his face, “You just need to watch.”

Jiyong turned his head to look at Y/N, “no daughter of mine will love a witch.”

“I don’t…I don’t love him,” Y/N denied.

“Then why do you care if I get rid of him,” Jiyong smirked.

“I’m begging you, please don’t hurt him,” Y/N panicked. “I’ll do whatever you want as long as you don’t hurt him or anyone else here.”

“I knew we could come to an understanding,” Jiyong said, releasing Yeonjun, pleased with her response. “For now, I won’t hurt anyone here.”

“For now?” Y/N repeated.

“Yea that’s all I can say,” Jiyong laughed. “Now show my daughter to her new sleeping quarters, Kihyun.”

Kihyun pulled Y/N out of the room and down the hallway.

Once they were completely out of the room, Jiyong turned to the other students, “I’m only going to say this once. If any of you get in my way, I won't hesitate to rip your heart out.”

Everyone nodded in silence, still trying to process everything that just happened.

“Oh it’s gonna be so much fun being the new chancellor here,” Jiyong laughed.

𝕤𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕠𝕟 𝟙 | 𝕞𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥 | 𝕟𝕖𝕩𝕥

[sooniessoulmate]

ℍ𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕤 𝕆𝕗 ℍ𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕤 ~ 𝕊𝕜𝕫, 𝕋𝕓𝕫, 𝕋𝕩𝕥, & 𝔼𝕟 𝕤𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤 ~ 𝕞𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥

❤️⚔️𝕤𝕪𝕟𝕠𝕡𝕤𝕚𝕤⚔️🖤

𝚈/𝙽 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚞𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎, 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚕. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜, 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚞𝚗𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚜. 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚈/𝙽 𝚋𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜?

❤️⚔️𝕡𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘⚔️🖤

𝚢/𝚗 𝚡 𝚜𝚔𝚣, 𝚝𝚋𝚣, 𝚝𝚡𝚝, & 𝚎𝚗-

❤️⚔️𝕘𝕖𝕟𝕣𝕖⚔️🖤

𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚝, 𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏, 𝚜𝚖𝚞𝚝, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚜

❤️⚔️𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕤⚔️🖤

𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗…

❤️⚔️𝕦𝕡𝕕𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕤⚔️🖤

𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚊 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚔

❤️⚔️𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤⚔️🖤

🖤🩸𝚌𝚑.𝟷- 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚛𝚢🩸🖤

🩸❤️ 𝚌𝚑.𝟸- 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚗❤️🩸

🖤🩸𝚌𝚑.𝟹- 𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚘𝚌𝚔🩸🖤

🩸❤️𝚌𝚑.𝟺- 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎❤️🩸

🖤🩸𝚌𝚑.𝟻- 𝚒 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚍𝚒𝚎🩸🖤

🩸❤️𝚌𝚑.𝟼- ❤️🩸

🖤🩸𝚌𝚑.𝟽- 🩸🖤

🩸❤️𝚌𝚑.𝟾- ❤️🩸

🖤🩸𝚌𝚑.𝟿- 🩸🖤

🩸❤️𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟶- ❤️🩸

🖤🩸𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟷- 🩸🖤

🩸❤️𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟸- ❤️🩸

🖤🩸𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟹- 🩸🖤

🩸❤️𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟺- ❤️🩸

🖤🩸𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟻- 🩸🖤

[sooniessoulmate]

𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚝 ~ 𝚌𝚑.𝟸 ~ 𝚒𝚗𝚒 & 𝚓𝚘𝟷 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚠𝚘 : 𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚛

𝚌𝚑.𝟷 | 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 | 𝚌𝚑.𝟹

Shogo exits the hospital in a state of pure rage. You were correct with everything that you said about him and your father. Shogo has been groomed from a very young age to take over the family business. He had an extremely close relationship with his father. He loved and admired him and strived to be a man that would make his dad proud. That day will never come though, his father is no longer here to be proud of anything that Shogo accomplishes and that is why THEY must pay.

Masaya is hanging around the INI’s clubhouse with a few of the other members. He’s sharpening his beloved pocket knife. She’s diamond encrusted with a skull engraved on the blade. His phone starts to vibrate in his pocket. He’s tempted to ignore the call, afterall sharpening Christine is a priority and one of the few pleasures that Masaya allows himself to indulge in. 

His phone continues to vibrate, causing massive irritation to Masaya’s mood which ultimately will mess with the lecherous foreplay between him and Christine. He lightly places Christine onto the table in front of him, slamming his hand onto the hardwood, next to his knife out of pure frustration of being interrupted, then removes his cell phone out of his pocket. All that frustration is immediately erased once he sees that his favorite person, Shogo, is the one who is the cause of the interruption.

He places the phone to his ear, “yes sir,” he says.

“I need you,” Shogo states, coldly with zero emotion in his voice. “He’s gone. Meet me at Hibiya Koen in fifteen minutes. We have some matters to attend to.”

Before Masaya can respond, Shogo disconnects the call. He doesn’t need to hear the response to know that his orders will be followed without question, especially from his most loyal, unhinged soldier. 

Masaya stands up, gently folding Christine and placing her inside of her case connected to his belt loop. He walks over to a cabinet against the wall. “YEAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!” he yells as he repeatedly starts slamming his own head against the wall until blood starts to drip down his face. “DADDY FUCKING NEEDS ME!! LETS GET IT ELEANOR!!!” 

He opens the cabinet and removes his other most beloved girl, Eleanor. She is a wooden Louisville slugger that has been carved with skulls and crossbones and spray painted black. She has leather wrapped around the base to enable proper gripping and at the tip she is decorated with blood stained barbed wire. She is always dressed to impress and is ready for some action.

Masaya runs his tongue on the barbed wire as his eyes roll into the back of his head. “Mmmmm Elaenor, you just get sexier everytime I see you,” he announces, walking towards the door. The other members watch as he leaves without asking any questions, after all this isn’t necessarily odd behavior for Masaya.

You slowly walk out of your father’s room, tears streaming down your cheeks. You make your way out of the hospital, stunned to see Shogo has left without you. You haven’t been in Tokyo for over ten years and you have absolutely no idea how to get home. You take your phone out of your pocket, calling your brother in a panic but of course he doesn’t answer the call. 

You look around, unsure where to go, deciding to head north. You decide to find a decent looking restaurant to sit in until you’re able to reach Shogo. As you walk down the street, thunder sounds out from the heavens above, adding to the already outstanding day. You pick up the pace when you start to feel droplets of water hitting your skin. You turn the corner, noticing an establishment that looks rather dignified.

Before entering the restaurant you attempt to call your brother again with the same results when another idea pops into your head. You scroll through your contacts, landing on Ruki’s name, pressing call before you have the chance to change your mind.

“Hello,” Ruki says into the phone, answering your call after only one ring.

“Hey,” you say with a shaky voice. “I’m sorry to do this but I’m kind of stranded and I was wondering…”

“Where are you?” he asks.

“I’m getting ready to walk into some restaurant called ‘Fengfan’s’,” you say as your voice cracks.

“I’ll be right there,” he says. “But please be careful, I’ve heard of some less than savory things happening in there before.”

“Should I go somewhere else?” you ask, looking around but not seeing any other restaurant in close enough vicinity.

“No, it won’t take me long to get there. I’ll see you soon oh and I’m glad you thought to call me,” Ruki announces before disconnecting the call.

“Fengfan’s,” you say to yourself as you walk inside, only moments before the skies open up and releases a torrential downpour.

Most of the tables are occupied by what appears to be happy couples but only two stools were taken at the bar. You walk over and sit down on a stool and force a smile once the bartender notices you.

“Can I get you something to drink?” the bartender asks.

“Yea can I get a double Nikka Yoichi neat please,” you sigh, trying to wipe your tears subtly, hoping no one is paying attention.

“A whiskey drinker,” one of the men says who is only sitting a few seats away from you.

“Yea,” you nod, trying not to pay him too much attention, afterall Ruki did give you fair warning and he has no reason to lie to you.

“And you seem to have some expensive taste,” he continues on. You don’t want to be rude so you look at the man who is now facing you entirely with his back turned to his friend and smile.

The two men didn’t strike you as the types who would normally be friends outside of a bar. The one speaking to you is shorter with shoulder length black hair. He has an inviting smile, warm eyes, and an air to him that he thinks that he is the most important person in any room. The other man sits quiet, he appears to be observing and taking in all of the activity going on in the room. He has short, bright red hair, a shade that only a man with a certain level of confidence could pull off but he gave no signs that he is friendly or has any desire to be bothered.

“Are you having a rough day, sweets,” the man asks as he moves over to the empty stool next to you.

“You can say that,” you sigh, feeling the tears starting to form in your eyes again. You fight the urge to cry though, you don’t need to be vulnerable in a place like this and around men like these.

“A pretty girl like you should never be brought to tears,” the man smiles. “Now why don’t you tell ole Jin here what he can do to make you feel a little better?”

“Ummm,” you hesitate, not fully knowing the proper thing to say.

“I know, how bout you let me buy you a few rounds of drinks, sweets,” he offers. “I bet that will help cheer you up a little.”

“Umm I don’t know,” you say, playing with the napkin that the bartender set down to put your drink on once it's served. “I don’t think I’m going to be here for too much longer, my friend is coming to pick me up.”

“Is it your boyfriend?” Jin asks bluntly.

“No,” you gasp, shocked by his sudden question.

“That’s wonderful news,” Jin smiles, as the bartender sits your drink down. “Put her tab on mine.”

“No no, that’s not necessary,” you argue, only to be ignored by the bartender. You sigh and look at the man next to you, “thank you.”

“No thank you,” Jin smiles brightly. “It’s not every day that I get the opportunity to speak with a woman with looks that would put any model to shame. Oh I’m Jin by the way but my friends call me MJ.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you Jin,” you say, drinking the entire contents of your glass in one gulp. 

“So do you have a name or can I just call you mine,” he winks, signaling for the bartender to get you another drink. This time the bartender returns with your drink in record time. You notice the difference in service but don’t question it. Afterall, you will never see any of these men again after Ruki gets here and saves you from your nightmare.

“No please don’t call me that,” you say, chugging the second drink that is served to you.

“Ok sweets, I like a challenge,” Jin smirks, as the bartender delivers another drink in front of you. “It seems to me like you might be trying to get a little tipsy.”

“No, you’re wrong on that,” you argue, chugging the next drink. You are starting to feel the whiskey though but the pain from losing your father is a little numbed so it’s a win win.

“I don’t know,” Jin smirks, “I think you are thinking of some less than pure acts you would like to do with me and you’re using the liquor so you don’t have to feel bad for standing up your friend.”

Before you have time to respond, Ruki enters the restaurant, walking over to you. “There you are, Y/N,” he says, placing his arm around your shoulder while glaring at Jin. “Are you ok?”

“Oh hi ya Ruki,” you smile, liking the sensation you are feeling from him simply touching your shoulders.

“Look here a minute, boy,” Jin orders. “You look familiar, do I know you?”

“Nah, I don’t think so,” Ruki denies, helping you stand up.

“Are you sure?” Jin asks. “I usually never forget a face.”

You turn to face Jin, “thank you for the drinks, sir. I hope you have a wonderful evening.”

“Anytime sweets,” Jin smiles. “You can usually find me here if you ever decide to go through with those evasive thoughts of yours.”

You don’t respond as Ruki leads you out of the restaurant and over to his black BMW. He opens the door for you to sit inside, closes it and walks around getting into the driver's side.

Masaya walks around Hibiya Koen looking for Shogo with the dried blood still on his face. “You look worse than me,” Shogo announces walking up to him. 

“What do you mean?” Masaya asks with wide eyes, reaching over to touch Shogo’s arm. 

“The fucking blood on your face,” Shogo laughs

“Well look at Eleanor,” Masaya orders, holding his beloved bat up in front of the man’s face. “She has blood on her so we wanted to match. It’s what couples do.”

“I’ll never understand you,” Shogo laughs, looking at Masaya who is staring at his bat while running his finger up the side while biting his lower lip. “Alright enough fucking around, it’s time to get her real bloody.”

“Fuck yea it is!!!!” Masaya yells, punching himself in the head. His breathing starts to get more intense when he asks “who is Eleanor ending?”

“We’re not ending anyone yet,” Shogo snarls. “I want to let those mother fuckers know what's coming their way.”

𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟 | 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 | 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝

[sooniessoulmate]

𝔥𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔥𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔰 - 𝔠𝔥.20 - 𝔪𝔲𝔩𝔱𝔦-𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔫 𝔰𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰

𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 20 : 𝔡𝔞𝔡𝔡𝔶'𝔰 𝔥𝔬𝔪𝔢

𝔠𝔥.19 | 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 | 𝔰𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔬𝔫 2

“Your father is going to be so ecstatic to hear that you’re with us now,” eunhyuk smirked. 

“I’m not going anywhere with you,” y/n argued. 

“Make this easy on yourself and just come with us,” Donghae ordered. 

Eunhyuk started moving closer to Y/N, “you don’t want to see me angry.”

“You’re the man who followed me into the fun house,” Y/N concluded, staring at eunhyuk. 

“Ding ding ding. Ladies and gentlemen, we have a winner,” eunhyuk laughed. “Do you want to pick up where we left off?”

“I don’t understand why you want me,” Y/N sighed, trying to figure out what is going on.

Eunhyuk placed his hand onto Y/N’s head, lightly petting her hair. He slowly gripped a handful of her hair, “you don’t need to understand.”

“You’re hurting me,” Y/N cried.

“That’s the point,” Eunhyuk laughed.  He lowered his face down onto her neck, inhaling deeply. “I need to taste you.”

“You can’t feed on me,” Y/N declared. “My blood burns vampires.”

Donghae laughed, “that’s a nice try but you’re gonna have to put in a little more effort than that.”

Euhyuk’s eyes turned black as his fangs grew, he bit down hard on Y/N’s neck, causing her to wince out from the pain. He pulled back, smoke pouring out from his mouth, Y/N’s blood dripping down his chin. Eunhyuk wrapped his hands around her neck, squeezing as hard as he could. 

“Let her go,” Yeonjun ordered, storming into the room.

An eerie smile crept onto Eunhyuk’s face as he released Y/N from his grip causing her to fall to the floor grabbing her throat, gasping for air.

“And who do we have here?” Eunhyuk grinned. 

Yeonjun ignored his question and looked at Y/N who was still on the ground breathing heavily. “Y/N, are you ok?” he asked, attempting to go over to her but Eunhyuk moved in between them.

“Tsk tsk tsk,” Eunhyuk smirked. “Do you think I’m going to let my prize go that easily?”

Yeonjun glared at Eunhyuk, radiating a high pitch noise from his body as he focused on the vampire before him. Eunhyuk clenched his ears, screaming out in agony for a moment before releasing his ears and slowly raising his head to make eye contact with the boy.

“I’ve been around a long time, you’re gonna have to try harder than that, little witch,” Eunhyuk snarled, taking Yeonjun into his arms.

“Noooo,” Y/N yelled, standing up.

Donghae appeared behind Y/N holding her still.

“You will come with us or I will kill everyone you care about, starting with him,” Eunhyuk snarled, biting down onto Yeonjun’s neck.

“Let him go,” Y/N pleaded while Donghae held her still, forcing her to watch the life draining out of her friend.

Jungwon appeared behind Donghae, shoving his hand into his chest cavity.

Eunhyuk threw Yeonjun’s limp body across the room, hitting it harshly against the wall with a loud thump. 

“You don’t know what you’re doing, little boy,” Eunhyuk snarled, walking towards Jungwon with rage in his eyes.

“I know exactly what I’m doing,” Jungwon smirked, pulling Donghae’s heart out through his back, dropping his lifeless body onto the floor.

“You’re going to wish you hadn’t done that,” Eunhyuk growled, walking towards Jungwon.

A commotion started towards the room, getting Eunhyuk’s attention. “This isn’t over,” he said, smirking at Y/N before exiting the room.

Y/N looked at Jungwon for a moment before running over to Yeonjun who was still laying on the floor unconscious. 

“Oh my god, Yeonjun,” Y/N cried, “please wake up.”

Heeseung, Niki, and Jay entered the room to see their leader still standing over Donghae’s lifeless body with his heart in his hand.

“What happened in here?” Niki asked.

“Jungwon do something, Yeonjun is dying,” Y/N pleaded.

“Yea do something, Jungwon,” Heeseung mocked, rolling his eyes.

Jungwon took a deep breath before appearing at Yeonjun’s side. He bit his wrist, forcing it into Yeonjun’s mouth, allowing him to consume his blood. Jungwon pulled his arm away, standing up and slowly backing away as Y/N held Yeonjun’s hand and rubbed his face.

“Please wake up, Yeonjun. Please don’t leave me,” Y/N pleaded as tears ran down her cheeks.

Yeonjun slowly opened his eyes, slightly smiling when he saw Y/N, “what’s all these tears for?”

“Oh my god, Yeonjun,” Y/N gasped, hugging him as hard as she could. “You’re alive!”

“Of course I am,” Yeonjun smiled. “It’s gonna take a lot more than that to take me out.”

“Let’s get out of here,” Y/N sighed, helping him up off the ground.

She looked at Jungwon, mouthing “thank you.”

Jungwon smiled in return before leaving the room with Heeseung, Niki, and Jay.

“Why’d you do that?” Jay asked. “You should have let the little witch die.”

“Yea but did you see how happy she was?” Jungwon asked.

“What the fuck is going on with you?” Heeseung snarled.

“Nothing,” Jungwon snapped. “Let’s get back to the dance before anyone realizes we’re all gone.”

The four boys headed back to the dance, leaving Y/n and Yeonjun alone.

“Let me walk you back to your room,” Y/N suggested. “You should probably get some rest.”

“Are you kidding me?” Yeonjun asked. “Do you think I went through all of this to not get at least one dance with you?”

“I think resting and getting better is more important right now,” Y/N stated.

“And I think that I have the rest of my life to rest and get better but there’s only one first dance and that needs to be tonight,” Yeonjun smiled.

“You’re not going to take no for an answer, are you?” Y/N asked.

“You know me so well already,” Yeonjun smirked.

“But what about Karina?” Y/N wondered.

“What about her?” Yeonjun asked.

“I don’t think she will like you dancing with me,” Y/N stated.

“I could say the same about Jacob,” Yeonjun smirked.

“That’s completely different,” Y/N sighed. “He didn’t bring me here because he liked me. He only brought me because his friend likes me.”

“And Karina only came with me because there was no one else to take her,” Yeonjun said. 

“I don’t want to upset her,” Y/N stated.

“I promise you, it’ll be fine,” Yeonjun smiled, leading her back into the ballroom.

They walked onto the dance floor, Yeonjun placed his hands on her waist while Y/N wrapped her arms around his neck, laying her head onto his chest.

“This made everything worth wild tonight,” Yeonjun whispered. “It should have been you and I the whole time.”

Y/N lifted her head to gaze into Yeonjun’s eyes, “thank you,” she whispered.

He leaned down, lightly pressing his lips against hers for only a second before pulling away.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done that,” he sighed. “But I couldn’t resist any longer.”

Y/N didn’t say anything, she continued to stare into his beautiful eyes. She reached up, placing her lips firmly against his pulling away after a few seconds.

“Neither could I,” she smiled.

The rest of the night went on without a hitch. Everyone went back to their rooms and life seemed to return to normal. 

Monday morning came around faster than usual, and everyone had their classes to attend.

Y/N walked into her class and sat next to Yeonjun, smiling at him, without saying a word. Heeseung and Jungwon glared at the two from their seats in the back of the room.

“Good morning, class,” Key greeted entering the classroom.

“Good morning Mr. Lee,” the students all said in unison.

Felix raised his hand and asked, “Why are you here? Where’s Mr. Ji?”

“Mr. Ji is sick so I will be filling in for him today,” Key explained, looking around at the students. “It looks like everyone is here. So let’s talk about the events of this weekend.”

“What events are you talking about?” Jacob asked.

“It appears we had some visitors,” Key said, cocking his head at the students.

“Well family was allowed to be here this weekend,” Yeji stated, “so of course there were visitors.”

“No, that's not the visitors I am referring to,” Key snapped. “Jungwon, maybe you can enlighten me a bit more.”

“I don’t really have any answers,” Jungwon said.

“But didn’t you get your hands dirty during the dance?” Key wondered, raising an eyebrow.

“How do you know about that?” Yeonjun asked.

“I know everything,” Key boasted.

“Do you really know everything brother?” Jiyong asked, entering the classroom.

“Dragon,” Key gasped. “What are you doing here?”

The classroom grew silent as the students watched on in anticipation. They never saw Key look scared or concerned over anything. But this man appeared to have him rattled. 

“I told you to keep her safe,” Jiyong smiled. “I told you to keep her hidden and protected.”

“I did that,” Key stuttered.

“Did you though?” Jiyong asked. “If you did as I asked then how did Donghae and Eunhyuk find her?”

“That was by pure accident,” Key scrambled for words.

Jiyong appeared in front of Key, he pushed his hand into his chest cavity, grabbing onto his heart.

“I have your beating heart in my hand, dear brother,” Jiyong snarled. “I guess you’re gonna have to trust me the way I trusted you with her.”

“I’m sorry,” Key gasped.

“Sorry isn’t good enough. You’re always such a disappointment,” Jiyong growled. He violently pulled his hand back out Key’s chest with his still beating heart in his hand.

Jiyong smiled, turning his head to make eye contact with Y/N.

“Daddy’s home.” he said.

𝔭𝔯𝔢𝔳 🌕 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 🌕 𝔫𝔢𝔵𝔱

𝔱𝔞𝔤𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 𝔬𝔭𝔢𝔫

[sooniessoulmate]

𝙻𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚘𝚗 - 𝚂𝟸 𝙲𝚑.𝟷𝟹 - 𝙰𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚣 𝚘𝚝𝟾 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜

♥️𝚌𝚑. 𝟷𝟸 ♠️ 𝚜𝟸 𝚖𝚕♦️𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟺♣️

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟷𝟹 : 𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐

“I figured I could offer my assistance as well,” Taeyong smirked looking around. 

“I understand,” Jaehyun sighed, reaching for the bags that his assistants were carrying. He removed the equipment necessary to begin treating Y/N.

Taeyong walked over to stand beside Yunho who was happily still petting Kun’s decapitated head. “What do you got there?”Taeyong asked with a huge smile on his face.

“This is my new friend,” Yunho explained, lifting the head up so Taeyong could get a better look at it.

“I see,” Taeyong nodded. “Does it have a name?”

Yunho laughed, “his name is Kun.”

“Kun, huh?” Taeyong repeated. “That’s an interesting name. Did you choose that?”

“Yea I guess,” Yunho said, raising an eyebrow. “Why do you care so much about Kun?”

“I have a collection of heads too,” Taeyong smiled. “I never met anyone else who had the same kind of friends.”

Yunho’s eyes got wide, “you’re allowed to keep more than one friend?”

“Oh yea,” Taeyong nodded. “I’m allowed to have as many friends as I want.”

“You’re so lucky,” Yunho pouted.

“Hey I have an idea,” Taeyong announced, “why don’t you come over to my house sometime so you can meet all of my friends.”

Yunho sat straight up in his chair and said with a serious look on his face, “I’d like that.”

“Me too," Taeyong smiled. "You'll have to bring Kun with you so our friends can be properly introduced."

“What the fuck is wrong with you two?” San grunted with a look of disgust on his face.

Yunho leaned back in his chair, continuing to pet Kun's head with a mean scowl on his face. He had the urge to speak up and yell at San for the unnecessary harsh words but he knew that Y/N took priority at this moment and he didn't want to take anything away from her.

Dr. Jaehyun ignored the chaos developing in the room around him and his patient and he continued to focus on Y/N, secretly praying for her to regain mobility and full stability. 

“Seonghwa,” Y/N whispered.

“Did she just talk?” Wooyoung gasped.

Jaehyun turned to look at San, “She seems to be slowly regaining her mobility and speech back. Now it’s just going to be a waiting game. I also injected her with antibiotics to treat the infection from her injuries.”

Wooyoung gently grabbed Y/N’s hand, bending down beside her. “You’re finally home, baby. You’re safe now.”

“Where’s Seonghwa?” Y/N asked, confused.

“Don’t worry about him right now,” San interrupted.

“I need to see Seonghwa,” she argued.

“Baby, I’m here with you,” Wooyoung sighed, squeezing her hand lightly.

“I need Seonghwa,” Y/N demanded, "and I don't think he'll like you calling me 'baby'. He's rather possessive."

“What are you talking about?” Wooyoung asked.

San gently placed his hand on Wooyoung’s back in an attempt to lend a little comfort to his friend. “She seems a little confused,” he whispered.

“I’m not confused,” Y/N demanded as she pulled her hand away from Wooyoung, staring at him coldly while attempting to sit up. "At least, I don't think I am."

“No,” Jaehyun ordered, “you need to stay laying down for now.”

“But, I need to get up,” Y/N argued.

"No, what you need to do is listen to the doctor," San growled.

"I can't," Y/N stated, stubbornly. "I need to get up and go to Seonghwa...he's probably worried sick about me."

“Ok ok, you can get up,” Jaehyun nodded. “But first, I'm going to need you to answer some questions?”

“If I do, you'll let me get up, right?” she asked.

“That will depend entirely on you,” Jaehyun said. “Do you know who you are?”

“I’m Lee Y/N.”

Jaehyun looked at San for confirmation of the answer who nodded in return.

“Do you know where you are?” Jaehyun asked.

“Um…” Y/N hesitated. “I’m at the hospital?”

“No this isn’t a hospital,” Jaehyun corrected. “This is where you live.”

“No, that doesn't seem right,” Y/N argued. “I live with my family, where is my sister?”

“Your sister?” Wooyoung asked, confused. 

“Sunmi. Where’s Sunmi?” Y/N wondered.

“I think she’s a little confused,” San sighed.

“I’m not confused,” Y/N demanded. “Where’s Sunmi? Why isn’t she here? She'd fly to the moon to be with me if I was injured, so where the hell is she?”

Jaehyun looked to San for assistance to calm her down when Taeyong walked over, sitting down on the floor aside of where Y/N was laying. 

“Oh honey, your sister wanted to be here but she had some urgent business to attend to,” Taeyong smiled, comfortingly. “She ordered us to take care of you and see to your recovery.”

“You’re friends with her right?” Y/n asked.

“Of course,” Taeyong nodded. “Don’t you remember me?” 

Y/N stared for a moment before nodding, “Yeah I think I do remember you. You dated her years ago, right?”

Taeyong smiled, "Oh yeah, that was such a long time ago but I'm impressed that you remembered."

"I tried to convince them," Y/N motioned with her hands to the others in the room, watching on in silence. "But they insist I'm fucking confused."

“Well between you and I,” Taeyong leaned in to whisper, “I think they're the ones who are confused." 

Y/N laughed, nodding her head while looking at the others still clearly agitated by their lack of understanding. 

"How bout you just humor them a little and answer their questions then I'll help you find Seonghwa," Taeyong suggested.

“I need to see Seonghwa,” Y/N insisted.

“I understand that,” Taeyong nodded. “But why is it so urgent?”

"I need to thank him," Y/N smiled.

"Thank him?" Taeyong repeated, with curiosity laced in his voice. 

“My sister made a deal with another gang and I was sent away to marry a prominent member of their gang but Seonghwa rescued me,” Y/N explained. “He’s my hero.”

“What the fuck,” Wooyoung growled as a tear escaped from the confines of his eyes, slowly streaming down his cheek. “I wanted to be your hero.”

San instantly turned and grabbed Wooyoung’s arm, preventing him from moving. He leaned in and whispered, “look, Y/N has been through a lot of trauma and she’s clearly extremely confused and doesn’t really know what she is saying.” He rubbed his friend’s back trying to lend some comfort. “Why don’t you go to your room and get some rest for now, her memory will come back soon, I promise.”

Wooyoung let out a long exaggerated sigh before standing up, he forced a smile at Y/N, “hurry up and get better,” he whispered before sulking up the stairs.

“So your sister sent you away to get married?” Taeyong asked.

“That’s right,” Y/N nodded. “She finally found a way to get rid of me so I couldn’t take over.”

“Do you remember to whom?” Taeyong gently asked.

“I think his name was YingYang,” Y/N said. “Everything was ready too. There was a pastor and flowers. We were in a beautiful church and I had the most elegant dress on as well.”

“It sounds lovely,” Taeyong said. “So why didn’t the wedding happen?”

“The pastor refused to marry us,” Y/N responded.

“That’s odd, why would he refuse to marry you and YingYang,” Taeyong wondered.

“He was a mean man. He said I wasn’t good enough for him and I had to prove my worth. But I didn’t have time to do that, instead I was sent to a little counseling retreat where I met some new friends and we had many tea parties discussing current events,” Y/N continued explaining.

“This sounds like some wild delusions,” San muttered.

Y/N glared at San, “this is not ‘wild delusions’! This is all fucking true!”

“Hey, hey hey, Y/N,” Taeyong said in a comforting tone as he grabbed her hand. “I know everything you’re saying is the truth, I believe you.”

“You do?” Y/N looked at Taeyong with wide eyes.

“Of course I do,” he nodded. “Now please continue.”

“Ok,” she said, taking a deep breath before continuing. “While I was at the tea party retreat someone came and kidnapped me and they put me into a cage. The cage kept electrocuting me and I almost died. That’s when Seonghwa showed up and pulled me out of the cage and I was brought here.”

“This sounds like such a horrific experience,” Taeyong frowned.

“It was just so confusing because I never knew what was going on. I was so always so scared and I’m so grateful that he saved me.” Y/N said. “Now I need to see Seonghwa so we can figure out our plans. I can’t go back. I just can’t.”

“You’re safe now,” San interrupted. “You will never go back. I promise.”

Y/N started to shake as she broke down into tears, the realization of the trauma finally hitting her.

Jaehyun walked over to where Y/N was laying with a full syringe in his hand.  “I’m going to give you a little sedative to help you rest until Seonghwa gets home,” he announced. 

Y/N started panicking, struggling to sit up to get away from the doctor with the shot.

“He’s not going to hurt you,” Taeyong announced.

“Please help me,” Y/N begged, squeezing his hand.

“You need to get your rest so you can get better for when Seonghwa gets home,” Taeyong suggested. “I wouldn’t let him give you anything that would hurt you. I promise.”

“Ok,” Y/N sighed. “Will you stay with me?”

“Of course I will,” Taeyong smiled. “Just look at me.”

Jaehyun injected the serum into her leg while Y/N was staring at Taeyong. As the medicine slowly entered Y/N’s body, she slowly grew more tired. Her eyes gradually became too heavy to keep open and she fell victim to a deep slumber.

“Wow,” San shook his head. “They really did a number on her.”

“Don’t worry, her memory should come back completely,” Jaehyun explained. “She just appears to be in shock at the moment.” Jaehyun started packing his equipment up, placing everything back into the bags and boxes that his assistants delivered.

“Are you leaving?” Yunho wondered.

“I have other clients that I need to visit,” Jaehyun stated.

“But who…” Yunho started.

“Don’t worry,” Taeyong interrupted, “I will be back…soon.”

♥️𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟♠️𝚜𝟸 𝚖𝚕 ♦️𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝♣️

♥️♠️𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 - 𝙾𝙿𝙴𝙽♦️♣️

@stayatinykatsy @vampiregirl215 @xuchiya @veebyvee @brotherughh

[sooniessoulmate]

𝔥𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔥𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔰 - 𝔠𝔥.19 - 𝔪𝔲𝔩𝔱𝔦-𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔫 𝔰𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰

𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 19 : 𝔣𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔫𝔡𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔰

𝔠𝔥.18 | 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 | 𝔠𝔥.20

Jacob walked up the stairs leading to the main entrance of the girls’ dorm building. He walked inside and sat in the main lobby, waiting on Y/N to come downstairs. He happily sang a song in his head for entertainment, becoming increasingly impatient.

“I told this girl that I didn’t like to wait,” he grumbled to himself. “She should have been waiting down in the lobby for me.”

Ryujin and Yuna walked down the stairs, seeing Jacob sitting alone. They exchanged glances with each other before walking over to him.

“Hi Jacob,” Ryujin smiled.

Jacob looked up, smiling with a head nod, saying hello without using actual words.

“I see you got all dressed up for Y/N,” Yuna smirked. 

“Jealous?” Jacob asked.

“No, I like my men to be real men, not someone’s lap dog,” Yuna laughed.

“Who’s lap dog am I?” Jacob asked, raising an eyebrow to examine her.

“If you honestly don’t know, I feel bad for you,” Yuna smiled. 

“What are you even talking about?” Jacob snapped.

Yuna looked at Ryujin with a mischievous smile, “boys are so stupid, aren’t they?”

“And girls are such sluts,” Jacob grunted. “What’s your point?”

“Tell me, Jacob. Does Y/N know why you’re taking her to the ball?” Yuna asked.

“I’m taking her because I really like her,” Jacob smirked.

“I didn’t even believe that answer,” Ryujin said.

“Did I hear Jay yell your name?” Jacob asked.

“Oh my god, did you?” Ryujin asked. “I gotta go, I don’t want to keep him waiting.”

As Ryujin ran out of the lobby, leaving the building to look for her love, Jacob smirked at Yuna, “you’re looking pretty sexy tonight. Maybe you and I could have some fun later.”

“You are disgusting,” Yuna said, scrunching her nose in disgust.

Before Jacob had time to respond, Y/N started walking down the stairs into the lobby. Jacob stood up, watching her with his mouth opened.  She looked like a princess coming to meet her prince. That uneasy feeling returned in Jacob’s stomach, which he still tried to ignore.

“Be nice to her,” Yuna whispered. “She’s actually a sweet girl and doesn’t deserve to be treated like this.”

“I’ll be nice to you,” Jacob smirked, grabbing her ass before she walked away.

“I’m sorry if you were waiting long for me,” Y/N sighed, walking over to Jacob. “I forgot my lucky necklace and had to go back to my room to get it.”

“The wait was well worth it,” Jacob smiled. “You look absolutely stunning.”

“Awww thank you,” Y/N said, as she felt her cheeks getting warm.

Jacob placed his arm out for Y/N to grab, “shall we?” he asked.

Y/N placed her arm in his and followed him out of the building. They made their way to the auditorium where the masquerade ball was being held. It was like nothing she had ever seen before. The school that she used to attend never went to such lengths for dances and this was something out of a movie.

They walked inside, everyone turning to look at the two entering together.

“Jacob, I feel like everyone is looking at us,” Y/N whispered.

“They’re not looking at us,” Jacob muttered. “They’re looking at you. And I can’t blame them, I can barely keep my eyes off of you.”

He was so good at making her feel special. Everything was feeling like a fairytale. Jacob led her over to a table, pulling a seat out for her to sit.

“Can’t we dance?” Y/N asked.

“No,” Jacob grunted, looking around. “Not yet.”

Jacob noticed Y/N locking eyes with Jungwon, who was smiling at her from across the room. 

“You’re here with me,” Jacob snarled. “It’s not really appropriate for you to be screwing other guys with your eyes.”

“Jacob,” Y/N gasped. “What is wrong with you?”

“I’m sorry,” Jacob sighed. “I’m just starting to get these feelings whenever I’m with you and it’s driving me crazy.”

“Really?” Y/N smiled.

“Yea, really,” Jacob said, placing a strand of Y/N’s hair behind her ear. “I’ve never felt these kinds of things before and I don’t know how to handle it.”

“Oh Jacob,” Y/N smiled, leaning in and hugging him. 

“I’ll be right back,” Jacob said, standing up. “Don’t move from this spot.”

“Wait, where are you going?” Y/N asked.

“Don’t move from this spot,” Jacob repeated. “Do you understand me?”

“Yes of course,” Y/N nodded as she watched her date disappear into the crowd.

“You look breathtaking,” Yeonjun announced, walking up behind her.

After recognizing the voice, Y/N quickly turned around, smiling when she saw Yeonjun standing there.

“Thank you,” Y/N smiled, kindly.

“I see that you’re here with Jacob,” Yeonjun stated. 

“Yea,” Y/N nodded, fighting the feelings she had towards Yeonjun. “He’s a really sweet guy and I’m so happy.”

“Please be careful with him,” Yeonjun whispered. “I don’t think Jacob is who you think he is.”

“What does that mean?” Y/N asked.

“Yeonjun, baby,” Karina said, walking up to them and grabbing his hand. “I want to dance.”

Karina looked down and saw Y/N staring back at her. “Oh hi, Y/N.”

“Hi Karina,” Y/N said, attempting to force a fake smile onto her face. “You look very pretty tonight.”

“I know right?” Karina laughed, turning her back to Y/N. “Can we please just go dance?”

Yeonjun smirked at Y/N while shrugging, “please just be careful ok?”

“I will,” Y/N sighed.

Once Yeonjun and his date were out of sight, Y/N sat back in her chair, trying to deny the fact that she was slightly jealous that she wasn’t the one dancing with him. That eerie, familiar feeling started creeping into her body. She knew what that feeling meant by now and it scared her to death. Y/N looked around but didn’t see anyone she didn’t know or anyone really paying attention to her.

“What was that about?” Jacob asked, sitting back down on the chair.

“What was what about?” Y/N asked.

“I saw Yeonjun over here talking to you,” Jacob stated.

“Oh yea he came over to say hi and asked if I was here with you,” Y/N explained.

“You need to be careful of him,” Jacob lied. 

“What?” Y/N asked. “Why?”

“When I was on my way to pick you up, Yeonjun stopped me and said really awful things about you,” Jacob continued lying.

“What did he say?” Y/N asked.

“I’m not going to tell you because I don’t want you to be upset about it tonight,” Jacob said. “Tonight is our special night and we’re all that matters.”

“Why did you bring it up then?” Y/N asked.

“I just want to make sure my girl is safe and knows what she is dealing with,” Jacob said.

“Your girl?” Y/N repeated.

“Oh my god, I’m sorry that slipped out,” Jacob smiled, covering his mouth pretending to be embarrassed. 

“It’s ok,” Y/N sighed, looking down at her feet.

“Will you do me the honor of dancing with me?” Jacob asked, standing up and placing his hand out for her to grab.

A huge smile from ear to ear grew on Y/N’s face, she placed her hand into his and followed him onto the dance floor. A slow song was playing, Jacob placed his hands around Y/N’s waist and she wrapped her arms around his neck, laying her head onto his shoulder.

She was able to see Yeonjun dancing with Karina and they kept making eye contact.

Jacob pulled away, “I’m so glad you made it,” he said, smiling at Hyunjun, Eric, and Changmin.

“Jacob what’s going on?” Y/N asked.

“I want to introduce you to one of my best friends, Hyunjun,” Jacob announced.

Hyunjun grabbed Y/N’s hand, bringing it up to his mouth, lightly pressing his lips onto the top of her hand.

“It’s a pleasure to finally meet you,” Hyunjun smiled. “You’re even more gorgeous than I’ve heard.”

“Um thank you,” Y/N said, hesitantly, pulling her hand away from him.

“May I cut in?” Hyunjun asked.

“No,” Y/N said, bluntly.

“Don’t be so harsh,” Hyunjun smiled. “It would mean so much to me if you would just give me one dance.”

“Maybe later,” Y/N sighed, “but I’m dancing with my date right now.”

“You’re gonna dance with Hyunjun now,” Jacob ordered as his eyes turned black.

“But Jacob, I’m here with you. This is our special night,” Y/N argued.

“Don’t be so naive,” Jacob huffed. “I didn’t bring you here because I like you, it was only for my friend here.”

“But you said you were starting to get feelings for me,” Y/N said, feeling her cheeks beginning to get warm.

“I lied,” Jacob smiled. “I could never like someone like you.”

Y/N smacked Jacob’s face before turning and running out of the ball with tears streaming down her cheeks. She ran down the hall, going into an empty storage room.

“Well well well,” a man’s voice sounded out from the shadows. “I was wondering when you would finally be alone.”

“Who’s there?” Y/N asked, frantically.

“Don’t you think you should be thanking the people who bought you that beautiful gown,” another man said, appearing from the shadows. 

“Who are you?” Y/N wondered.

“Your mother wore that exact dress,” Donghae stated.

“But you look much better in it,” Eunhyuk sighed.

“Who are you?” Y/N repeated.

“Friends of your parents,” Donghae stated.

“I don’t know if you’d actually say friends,” Eunhyuk corrected. “But your father will be so excited to hear that you’re with us now.”

𝔭𝔯𝔢𝔳 🌕 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 🌕 𝔫𝔢𝔵𝔱

𝔱𝔞𝔤𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 𝔬𝔭𝔢𝔫

[sooniessoulmate]

𝙻𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚘𝚗 - 𝚂𝟸 𝙲𝚑.𝟷𝟸 - 𝙰𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚣 𝚘𝚝𝟾 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜

♥️𝚌𝚑. 𝟷𝟷 ♠️ 𝚜𝟸 𝚖𝚕♦️𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟹♣️

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟷𝟸 : 𝚋𝚏𝚏

“I came as quickly as I could,” Jaehyun said, walking into the mansion.

San shut the door behind the doctor and led him into the living room where Y/N was laying on the couch.

“Oh god,” Jaehyun exclaimed, running over to his patient’s side. “What happened to her?”

“We don’t know,” Wooyoung declared. “This is how we found her.”

Jaehyun reached into his bag and removed a scalpel. He could see the panic in her eyes when she saw the instrument in his hand.

“Don’t worry, I’m going to help you,” Jaehyun said as he delicately used the scalpel to remove the stitching from her lips. “Can you move at all?”

Y/N still was unable to move due to the substances that were injected into her body while she was being held captive. Jaehyun reached into his bag and pulled out a tiny flashlight, shining it into her eyes to examine her pupils. He did a quick evaluation, making note of her vitals and other key factors. He noticed Y/N’s pinkie starting to move, slightly.

“Ahhh,” Jaehyun said, pointing to her finger, “this is a very good sign.”

“She’s starting to move,” Wooyoung gasped.

“It’s a start,” Jaehyun announced, standing up and walking towards the door. “Excuse me while I make a call. I’m going to have my assistant bring over some supplies. If that’s ok.”

“Yea absolutely,” San nodded. “Get whatever you need.”

Jaehyun walked outside onto the porch to make his phone call.

Wooyoung walked over to Y/N, lightly touching her pinkie. “Keep fighting, baby. You’re gonna be ok,” he said, forcing a smile.

“Get your hands off of her,” Jongho snapped. 

“Now’s not the time for this,” San demanded, looking at Jongho. “You  have things confused and we will clear everything up later.”

“I don’t have anything confused,” Jongho argued. “I know who she is.”

“Ok,” Minghao nodded, placing a hand onto Jongho’s back. “Let’s just go and get some air so the doctor can have the space he needs to get her better.”

“I’m not leaving my fiance’s side,” Jongho demanded.  

A red glint flashed through Wooyoung’s eyes. He was enraged by the ignorance and stupidity. He didn’t care about the reasons for it all he knew was Jongho was being ridiculous and he knew he needed to fix the problem.  He stood up, reaching for the gun he had stored in his holster, ready to do whatever necessary to make the man leave the room. Before he had the chance to pull his weapon, Yunho pointed his bloody machete towards Jongho, with an evil smirk on his face, still holding Kun’s head in the other hand.

“Elizabeth already has the blood of one person on her today, but she’d like to taste your blood as well,” Yunho smirked. “Get out of here before I can’t control her any longer.”

Jongho threw his hands into the air as he slowly backed up towards the door.  “You won this round,” he sighed, “But it won’t happen again.”

Jongho turned and headed up to his bedroom to sulk in peace. Yunho turned and looked at Minghao who was staring back, scared to say the wrong thing.  Yunho brought the machete up to his own face and lightly scratched his cheek, “sometimes you gotta be forceful with the children,” he laughed.

Minghao awkwardly laughed and nodded without saying a word.  He turned to look at San and asked, “what happened over there?”

“A lot,” San grunted.

“Like what?” Minghao insisted.

“We got Y/N, we killed people, Seonghwa got shot, and here we are,” Wooyoung snapped. 

“Oh no,” Minghao gasped. “Seonghwa got shot. Is he ok?”

“He’ll be fine,” San nodded. “Hongjoong and Mingi took him to the hospital. He’s a fighter, he’ll be fine.”

Wooyoung nodded and repeated, “he’ll be fine.”

“I hate to ask, but, Ten…” Minghao started.

“Dead,” Yunho smiled, looking up through his eyebrows at Minghao.

Minghao cocked his head and repeated, “Dead?”

“The motherfucker got what he deserved,” Yunho continued smiling. “They all did.”

Tears streamed down Minghao’s cheeks, “I understand.”

“If it makes you feel any better,” San smirked, “Seonghwa blew his brains out so he didn’t suffer.”

“I still have some of his brains on me,” Yunho smiled with wide eyes, “if you want i can scrape some into a container so you can always have a piece of him with you.”

Minghao took a long gulp before speaking, “that’s thoughtful of you, Yunho, but I think I will pass.”

“FINE,” Yunho snapped. “You fucking try to do something nice for a person and you just get smacked the fuck down.”

“No no no,” Minghao panicked, “I’m thankful that you offered, I just think it would be too hard for me. But like I said I’m really really thankful.”

“Whatever,” Yunho sighed, turning his back to Minghao. He picked up Kun’s head so it was directly in front of his face, “you’ll never treat me like that will you?”

Yunho moved the head back and forth as though it was saying no then he smiled in response, “yea I know you won’t. We’ll be best friends forever.”

Yunho took his head, walked over to a chair and silently sat down. He started petting Kun’s head while he glared at Minghao from the chair.

“Kun would like to have another friend with him,” Yunho announced. “Would you like to volunteer?”

Minghao sighed as tears continued to stream down his face, “I’m going to excuse myself now. I think I’m going to go to the guest bedroom for a little R&R. Please let me know if there’s anything I can do to assist.”

No one said anything to Minghao as he walked out of the room and made his way upstairs. Jaehyun came back inside the house and walked into the living room. “My assistant will be here shortly,” Jaehyun announced walking over to Y/N again. 

San’s phone started to ring. He reached into his pocket, removing his cell phone before pressing a button and placing it against his ear.

“Yea?” San said.

“How is Y/N?” Hongjoong asked on the other line.

San took a deep breath, walking out of the living room and into the kitchen to have some privacy for the call.

“She’s ok,” San sighed. “Her pinkie is moving and her vitals seem to be ok. Dr. Jeong opened her lips but she’s still unable to speak.”

“What is he going to do?” Hongjoong asked.

“Not sure yet. His assistant is bringing over equipment and we’re gonna go from there,” San explained. “How’s the boss?”

“He’s stable,” Hongjoong sighed a sigh of relief.  “Luckily the bullets went straight through without hitting anything major. They were clean shots.”

“Is he awake?” San asked.

“They have him resting at the moment,” Hongjoong said. “But it’ll be no time before he’s back to normal.”

“Thank god,” San sighed. 

The doorbell sounded out, getting San’s attention.

“I gotta go, the assistant is here,” San stated.

“Alright keep me updated,” Hongjoong ordered.

“Will do,” San nodded, placing his phone back into his pocket. He walked out of the kitchen and opened the door to see a younger man standing there, holding a few bags by his side.

“Hi,” Haechan smiled. “I’m supposed to be delivering these to Dr. Jeong.”

“He’s in here,” San said, moving aside so Haechan could enter.

Haechan looked behind him and said, “bring the rest inside.”

He walked into the living room as another man walked up from the car, carrying a few boxes inside the house. Jaehyun turned, surprised to see the two men standing in the doorway.

“I didn’t expect you both to come,” Jaehyun announced.

“Well I figured I could offer my assistance as well,” Taeyong smirked looking around.

♥️𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟♠️𝚜𝟸 𝚖𝚕 ♦️𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝♣️

♥️♠️𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 - 𝙾𝙿𝙴𝙽♦️♣️

@stayatinykatsy @vampiregirl215 @xuchiya @veebyvee @brotherughh

[sooniessoulmate]

𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚝 ~ 𝚌𝚑.𝟷 ~ 𝚒𝚗𝚒 & 𝚓𝚘𝟷 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚗𝚎 : 𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚢

𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 | 𝚌𝚑.𝟸

Seven long days are left until it is over. All of your hard work will finally pay off and you will finally be able to say that you are officially a college graduate, and not from just any college, you are graduating from Oxford University. You have spent the last four years dedicating your life to nothing but furthering your education and in 168 hours you will be holding a diploma in your hands from one of the most prominent universities in the world.

You’re drinking with some of the friends that endured the same struggle that you did bringing you guys even closer. You clink your glass with your companion and chug the contents, sighing a sigh of relief.

“I can’t believe we actually made it, Ruki,” you announce before chugging the rest of the ale in your glass.

Ruki raises an eyebrow, “thirsty?” he laughs.

“Real women don’t sip they chug,” you smile before waving the bartender over to order another round for you and your friend.

“I never seen you drink at all before,” he states, chugging the rest of his own drink.

“That’s only because I had to focus on my studies but now I’m officially free,” you explain, staring at your classmate.

You never realized how attractive Ruki is before this moment. Maybe it was because of the stress of college but whatever the reason was, you’re certainly noticing it now. His doe-like eyes seem to be locked onto you. Maybe he’s finally noticing you as well. His dirty blonde locks were hanging over his face hiding one of his eyes but you could still see the intensity in them. His nose is the most perfect shape, it’s the kind of nose that people pay a lot of money to surgically obtain. His lips are rather inviting, they naturally curl upwards in the corners and all you can seem to imagine is how they’d feel against your skin. But you force that thought out of your head. What are you doing thinking of Ruki in this way? He’s just a fellow classmate, despite his prince-like features and appearance you have to remember that in the past four years never once has things crossed the line so why would they start now?

Ruki shakes his head, moving his tousled hair out of his eyes. He raises an eyebrow, “what’s on your mind, Y/N?” he asks in a lower, almost seductive voice.

“I’m just thinking about,” you start to say but trail off due to getting so easily distracted by his closeness. You suddenly realize the proximity of his body. A mixture of cologne, deodorant, and the mixed berry chapstick that glistened his lips overtakes your thoughts as you try to stay focused.

“Thinking about what?” Ruki repeats, slowly moving the loose strand of hair out of your face, gently securing it behind your ear. When his hand grazes your cheek, chills instantly shoot through your body and any chance of you staying coherent is completely gone. “Can I just tell you?” he says softly, moving his face even closer to yours, making your heart beat so hard you are certain he’s able to hear it. “I don’t know why I’m only noticing this now but you have the most gorgeous eyes that I have ever seen before.”

And there it is, 11:48pm, the time that will forever be engraved in your mind as the time that your life has changed forever. Your phone starts vibrating on the bar before you have time to respond to the beautiful prince, now only inches away from your face. You glance down to see a photo of you and your brother on the screen of your iPhone. You sigh as you sit up, knowing that your brother would never call you at this hour for nonsense. 

You mouth an ‘I’m sorry’ to Ruki before pressing your phone up to your ear and saying, “This better be important, Shogo.”

The name seems to spike the interest of the handsome boy who backs away, clearly disappointed by the slight rejection. He is fidgeting with his lighter that was previously lying flat on the bar in front of him. He watches you, from the corner of his eyes, noticing the sudden change in your demeanor. Everything from your facial expression, down to your body language instantly changes. He knows right then and there that any chance of tonight being the night he’s been secretly dreaming of is completely out of reach.

As soon as you end the call, he turns and asks, “is everything ok?”

Tears are gathering in the corner of your eyes, as you fight to keep them contained, but the panic is still written clearly all over your face. “There’s been an accident,” you whisper. “I have to fly back to Tokyo.”

“Oh my god,” Ruki gasps, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder. “What kind of accident?”

“I’m not sure,” you sigh, gathering your belongings. “But it’s my father…I’m sorry I have to go.”

You stand up, rushing towards the door. You head outside waving a taxi over. After climbing inside, the tears start to slowly break free from their prison. They stream down your cheeks as you give the address of your apartment to the driver. 

Everything from here becomes a blur. When you get the news of a loved one’s possible demise it’s hard to comprehend the amount of emotions that race through your existence. You maneuver through the motions in almost a mechanical, robotic motion. After you gather some belongings from your apartment, the taxi drives you to the airport. This is the most grueling part of your journey. At normal hours, this is easily close to a three-hour car ride but at this hour the trip is nearly cut in half. 

The taxi pulls up to the entrance and you hand him two hundred dollar bills, telling him to keep the change as a thank you for getting you to your destination both safely and in record time. 

You exit the cab, stunned to see Ruki standing by the entrance. “What are you doing here?” you ask.

“When you left, you seemed so out of it,” Ruki starts to explain as he takes the small travel bag you are holding from your grips. “I have to go back to Tokyo as well. I wasn’t planning on leaving till next week but I figured you could use the company so I rushed here and got us two tickets a while.”

His explanation leaves you completely utterly stunned. You always liked Ruki but you never saw this side of him. He never acted like he cared this much before but you can’t lie, it makes you feel special. The tears start to flow again, embarrassed by the display of emotions, you look away from him. You feel his arms pull you into a warm embrace, somehow easing some of your discomfort. He pulls back, moving your face upwards with his hand gently on your chin. 

“I’m here for you, Y/N,” he whispers. “In whatever way you need me.”

“I appreciate that,” you smile, shyly.

Ruki leans in, pressing his lips onto yours but only for a few seconds, only enough to leave you wanting more. “Come on, we gotta catch our flight,” Ruki says, grabbing your hand and pulling you behind him as he walks into the airport. 

After a twelve hour flight, your plane lands in Tokyo. You stand up, stretching before following your friend off of the plane. You turn to look at Ruki, “thank you for doing this for me.”

“Eh,” he shrugs, nonchalantly, “it was nothing.”

“What do you mean it was nothing?” you ask, placing your hand on his chest. You want to grab him and pull his body against yours. You want to feel him again but you don’t have the balls to do something so forward. 

“I don’t know what is going on with you but I could tell you could use a friend,” Ruki announces. He leans forward and presses his lips against yours. He pulls away, staring intently into your eyes, “and I want to be the person that you can always depend on.”

“Y/N!” you hear someone yelling your name. 

You turn to see your brother running towards you. How are you going to explain the boy standing with you? Shogo is an overprotective brother and he never thinks anyone is good enough for his perfect baby sister. 

“Oh god, here we go,” you sigh, taking a deep breath turning to look at Ruki who is no longer standing behind you. You look around, searching for where he could have slipped away to but to no avail. 

Shogo runs over, wrapping his arms around you, “I’m so glad you finally made it,” he says. “I just wish it could be under better circumstances.”

You pull away to look at your older brother, solemnly, “so what happened?”

“This isn’t the place,” Shogo states, furrowing his eyebrows while examining you. “Who was that guy?”

“What guy?” you ask.

“Um, well nevermind then,” he sighs, grabbing your arm. “We gotta get going, I’m not sure how much time we have left.”

You follow him out of the airport, to a blacked out Mercedes suv parked right out front of the entrance. He opens the passenger side door for you to climb in. When you don’t move, he turns to look at you, “what are you doing, get in.”

“I don't think you’re supposed to park here,” you sigh, climbing inside.

Shogo ignores your remarks, slamming your door shut then walks around and climbs inside the driver’s side. He fires the engine up, “actually dear sister, I can park anywhere I fucking want to.”

“That’s not how things work,” you argue, rolling your eyes at his ignorance and flat out stupidity. “So NOW can you tell me what’s going on with father?”

Shogo takes a deep breath before speaking. “Father was going to one of his business meetings and his vehicle was shot up.”

“Why would anyone want to hurt him?” you gasp, feeling the tears starting to form in your eyes again.

“He’s a very important person in the company and sometimes this stuff happens,” he explains as vaguely as possible.

You know the explanation is not a good one, you’re not an idiot, afterall you spent most of your life preparing to become an attorney but you decide not to argue, now isn’t the time for that. You turn to look at your brother with tears streaming down your cheeks, “Shogo,” you whisper. “Is father going to be alright?”

“No,” he states, fighting back tears of his own. “He’s on life support and is barely holding on. That’s why I said we had no time to fuck around.”

You don’t respond, mainly because of what is there to say. Your father is dying and there is absolutely nothing that can be done to save him. And the worst part of it all is that you haven’t spoken to him for years all because of your stubbornness and need for independence. 

Shogo pulls to the front of the hospital, parking his car at the entrance. This time you don’t question his choice of parking, there are bigger issues at hand and honestly who cares if he gets a ticket. You get out of the vehicle and follow him through the hospital. You watch as different staff members silently greet your brother as a show of respect. You don’t understand why anyone would be showing respect to your loser brother but once again, now is not the time to question.

You follow your brother inside of a private hospital room, where your father is laying helpless, hooked up to all sorts of machines. You feel your knees shaking and the room starts to spin. “Oh my god, daddy,” you cry, running over to his side. You grab his hand, squeezing it, “please don't leave me daddy. I love you.”

Shogo walks behind you, placing his hand on your back attempting to aid some comfort which only makes your sobbing increase. You look up at him with tear stained cheeks and glassy eyes, “he can’t leave us, Shogo, we need him. He needs to see me graduate.”

“He has always been so proud of you, Y/N,” Shogo sighs, fighting back his own tears. 

“No he hasn’t,” you argue. “I’m a disgrace. I never fit into the little cookie mold like I was supposed to. That’s why he sent me away to boarding school in the U.S and never allowed me to come home. He’s always been ashamed of me, unlike you. You’re daddy’s son, the perfect child, the one he’s so proud of and couldn’t wait for you to take over the family business.”

Shogo laughs a little but only because of how dead wrong you actually are. “You have always been his favorite and that is why he sent you away. It was for your own protection, Y/N. If he knew you were here right now, he would be so upset with me. There’s so much you don’t know and I can’t tell you but you need to understand that everything that father has done for you, has been done completely out of love, not shame.”

“That doesn’t make any sense,” you state, laying your head down on your father’s hand. “Please don’t go, daddy, I’m begging you.”

The constant beeping of the heart monitor stops. Your father’s heart flatlines, his body starts seizing on the bed as nurses run into his room and the chaos starts to erupt. Shogo grabs you by the shoulders, pulling you outside of the room to allow the medical professionals to work in peace. You turn, burrowing your head in his chest, unable to control the sobbing. 

The door to your father’s room opens and the nurses start to exit, none of which are making eye contact with you or your brother. You follow him back inside the room, just in time to see the doctor pulling a white sheet over the body of what used to be your father.

“I’m so sorry, sir,” the dr. says, looking at Shogo. “We tried everything we could but he was gone.”

Shogo’s face is drained of all colors, and his eyes turn dark. You could see his ability to control himself leave his body and the loving caring brother is no longer there. He flips the table at the end of the bed, throwing it harshly against the wall. “THOSE MOTHERFUCKERS WILL PAY,” he screams. He storms out of the room, leaving you behind.

𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 | 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝

[sooniessoulmate]

𝔥𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔥𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔰 - 𝔠𝔥.18 - 𝔪𝔲𝔩𝔱𝔦-𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔫 𝔰𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰

𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 18 : 𝔢𝔫𝔧𝔬𝔶 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔥𝔬𝔴

𝔠𝔥.17 | 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 | 𝔠𝔥.19

Jacob stood in front of a full length mirror admiring how he looks in his suit.

He smiled at his own reflection, “how could anyone not appreciate this?” he laughed, fixing his hair once more before heading down to the boys’ dorm lobby.

He walked down the stairs, seeing Kevin, Chanhee, and Hyunjae sitting on the sofas.

“Why aren’t you guys getting ready yet?” Jacob asked. 

Hyunjae glanced at his watch, “maybe because the dance doesn’t start for at least another hour.”

“Yea I don’t know why you’re dressed already,” Kevin said. “But you do look quite yummy in that suit, if I may say so myself.”

“You can’t say shit like that,” Hyunjae sighed.

“Why not?” Kevin asked. “Jacob likes hearing it, don’t you?”

“I don’t need to hear it,” Jacob smirked. “I know how sexy I am. You’re all coming tonight, right?”

Chanhee let out a long exacerbated sigh without saying anything, looking out of the window.

“What’s wrong with him?” Jacob asked.

“He doesn’t like when you know who is here,” Hyunjae explained.

“Who?” Jacob wondered with a smirk on his face.

“Hyun…” Kevin started.

“Please don’t say his name,” Chanhee whispered. 

“You can’t let him continue to bother you,” Hyunjae emphasized. “It’s time you move on.”

“That’s a little easier said than done,” Chanhee argued. 

“If you don’t go, Hyein will be very disappointed,” Kevin announced. 

“That’s her own fault, I didn’t say yes to her when she asked me,” Chanhee said.

“Yea but you didn’t say no either,” Kevin argued. “She’s really looking forward to spending some quality time with you.”

“If you don’t go, Hyunjun can just keep her company in your absence,” Jacob smirked.

“Hasn’t he taken enough from me?” Chanhee hissed.

“If you ask me,” Haknyeon interjected, walking into the lobby and plopping down on the sofa next to Chanhee. “He did you a favor.”

“What he did to me, was no favor. I’m disgusting and ruined for eternity,” Chanhee argued as tears started to well up in his eyes. 

“Aww Chanhee…don’t cry,” Kevin said, sympathetically 

“It just sucks,” Chanhee pouted. “I didn’t want any of this.”

“Stop being a bitch,” Haknyeon growled. 

“I’m not being a…” Chanhee said. “...a ‘B’ word.”

“Oh my fucking god,” Jacob laughed. 

“Please watch your language,” Chanhee said, glaring at Jacob. “You know I don’t like cursing.”

“That’s too damn bad,” Jacob smiled.

“I still don’t understand why he chose you,” Haknyeon groaned, rolling his eyes. “Any of the others would have been better.”

“Because he’s a big…a big…a big jerk,” Chanhee sighed.

“Who’s a big jerk?” Hyunjun asked, walking inside the dorm building with Changmin. “That’s some really strong language for you.”

“We ran into your parents, Chanhee,” Changmin smiled. 

Chanhee looked at Changmin with wide eyes, “they’re here?” he asked.

“I offered to bring them back to see you but they said Yeonjun is the only son they have now,” Hyunjun smirked.

“I was going to kill them,” Changmin laughed. “Your mother looked so delicious.”

“You didn’t hurt them, did you?” Chanhee asked.

“Why does it matter to you?” Hyunjun smirked. “They disowned you since I turned you.”

“They should die,” Changmin added with a huge smile on his face.

“I don’t want them to die,” Chanhee stated.

Hyunjun shrugged, “I don’t know what to say.”

“You’re an awful person,” Chanhee grunted, standing up and walking towards the stairs.

“Hey before you go,” Hyunjun said, “Are you still coming to the ball?”

Chanhee didn’t respond, he continued walking to the stairs so he could get away from Hyunjun and his games.

“I’ll take that as a no,” Hyunjun smirked. “I’ll have my dear brother take good care of your little girlfriend, Hyein, for you. I’d do it myself but I have bigger fish to fry.”

Chanhee stopped walking, slowly turning around to make eye contact with Hyunjun. “I’m going to the dance so there is no need to worry about her,” Chanhee stated, coldly, before turning back around and walking up the stairs.

“Why do you always mess with him?” Hyunjae asked.

“He needs to turn his switch off,” Hyunjun stated. “I can see something inside that little boy and I want it to come out and play.”

“Alright,” Jacob sighed, looking at his watch. “It’s been fun but I gotta head out.”

“I’ll see you soon,” Hyunjun smirked, winking at Jacob.

Jacob nodded in response before heading out of the lobby.

“What was that about?” Haknyeon asked Hyunjun.

“Yea Hyunjun,” Sangyeon asked, walking into the lobby from outside. “Please inform me of what you have going on.”

“Nothing you need to worry your pretty little head over,” Hyunjun smiled, innocently. “I just have a little crush on someone and I’m planning on winning her over with my natural charm and charisma.”

“Is it me?” Kevin asked with wide eyes.

“Is what you?” Hyunjun asked.

“Is it me that you’re planning on winning over?” Kevin elaborated. 

“Why the fuck would it be you?” Hyunjun snarled.

“Wishful thinking I guess,” Kevin sighed looking down at his feet.

“I don’t want any drama tonight,” Sangyeon snarled. “This is going to be a nice, relaxing event. Do you understand me?”

Hyunjun walked over to Sangyeon with a crooked smile on his face, he adjusted the boy’s shirt before speaking.

“You don’t have to worry about me,” Hyunjun stated. “But let’s remember something, you are no longer my leader and I will do whatever the fuck I want.”

“That may be true,” Sangyeon said. “But I’m still in charge of Changmin. You wouldn’t want him to suffer the consequences of your actions, would you?”

Hyunjun glanced back at Changmin who was still smiling like a fool. 

“Like I said, I’m not planning anything dangerous, Mr. Lee, I promise,” Hyunjun smiled, turning to walk towards the stairs. “Come on Changmin, let’s go find Eric and get ready.”

Changmin followed his brother up the stairs without any hesitation.

Jacob walked towards the girls’ dorm building to pick up his date for the ball. A weird feeling of excitement brewed in his stomach which he tried to ignore. 

“Yo Jacob,” Yeonjun called out, running to catch up to him.

Jacob exhaled slowly before stopping to wait for Yeonjun.

“What?” Jacob asked.

“Are you going to the dance?” Yeonjun wondered.

Jacob smirked, “why? Do you want me to save you a dance?”

“Fuck you man,” Yeonjun snapped. 

“Or is it because you want to steal a dance with my date?” Jacob continued smirking.

“Who’s your date?” Yeonjun asked, already pretty sure he knew the answer.

“Y/N,” Jacob stated.

“I didn’t know you two were that close,” Yeonjun sighed, looking down at the ground.

“You didn’t know that?” Jacob asked. “She’s pretty much in love with me.”

“Shut the fuck up,” Yeonjun snarled.

“Ok I don’t know if she’s in love with me yet, but she’s definitely falling for me, and hard,” Jacob explained.

“Do all you vampires always have to lie?” Yeonjun grunted.

“Dude, I’m not lying,” Jacob said. “She asked me to the dance today at the carnival and then asked me to walk her to her room so she could get ready.”

“And?” Yeonjun asked.

“And then she all but begged me to come into her room so we could get better acquainted,” Jacob said, winking at Yeonjun. “If you know what I mean.”

“This sounds like total bullshit,” Yeonjun stated.

“If it makes you feel any better, I didn’t go inside,” Jacob sighed. “I felt it was a little too soon for that.”

“Now I know you’re full of shit because there’s no way you would turn down any chick coming on to you,” Yeonjun laughed.

“I’m serious, I said no,” Jacob insisted. “I figured she would definitely fall in love after she met little Jacob. I’d make her feel better than anyone else ever did in her life and I’m not trying to have her all obsessed with me…yet.”

“Leave her the fuck alone,” Yeonjun ordered, clenching his fist.

“And why’s that?” Jacob asked.

“Because she doesn’t deserve to be toyed with like this,” Yeonjun snapped.

“I’m not toying with her,” Jacob denied. “Maybe I actually like her. Maybe I want to be with her forever. Maybe I plan on spending all of eternity with her…”

“Get that shit out of your fucking head,” Yeonjun snarled.

“I don’t know, maybe not,” Jacob chuckled a little. “But I’ll tell you this, once she’s a vampire she won’t want anything to do with you anymore. Sorry about your luck.”

“You can’t turn her,” Yeonjun stated. 

“I never said I was going to turn her,” Jacob smirked.

“If not you, then who?” Yeonjun asked.

“Just sit back and enjoy the show,” Jacob smirked, walking away. “I know I will.”

𝔭𝔯𝔢𝔳 🌕 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 🌕 𝔫𝔢𝔵𝔱

𝔱𝔞𝔤𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 𝔬𝔭𝔢𝔫

[sooniessoulmate]

𝙻𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚘𝚗 - 𝚂𝟸 𝙲𝚑.𝟷𝟷 - 𝙰𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚣 𝚘𝚝𝟾 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜

♥️𝚌𝚑. 𝟷𝟶 ♠️ 𝚜𝟸 𝚖𝚕♦️𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟸♣️

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟷𝟷 : my fiancé

“You’re outnumbered mother fuckers,” kun growled with a smirk on his face. 

Wooyoung started to raise his gun to aim it at the men standing behind them. 

“Eh eh eh,” xiaojun said, holding a pistol pointed at Wooyoung’s head. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”

Winwin took a step forward, “she’s mine,” he demanded. 

“There is something seriously wrong with you people,” San snarled. 

Yangyang laughed, “aww they’re trying to upset us.”

“Hand her over now,” kun ordered with a smile on his face. He stared for a moment until the smile suddenly turned into a scowl, “or you all will die along with your bitch.”

San smirked, “looks like you’re the ones who are out numbered now, mother fuckers.”

Kun turned to see ten walking towards them followed by Mingi, Hongjoong, and Yunho. 

“What are you doing?” Kun snarled. 

“You need to let her go,” ten announced. 

“Fuck you traitor,” kun snarled, raising his gun towards Ten.

“You took things too far,” Ten sighed. “Things weren’t supposed to go like this.”

“And how were they supposed to go?” Xiaojun laughed.

Yunho removed a bowie knife from his pocket, throwing it at Kun before the man had time to move. The knife entered his abdomen, not hitting any major organs but still a painful attack.

“You should really practice your aim,” Kun laughed looking down at the wound.

As Kun attempted to pull the bowie knife out of his stomach Yunho reached behind his body and pulled out a machete he had stashed in his pants. He charged at Kun swinging the blade making contact with his neck. Kun’s head flew off his body, causing his body to collapse onto the floor next to it.

“I just needed a distraction,” Yunho laughed, pointing the machete towards his next victim, Xiaojun.

Xiaojun put his hands in the air, “woah woah waoh,” he smiled, “you can just take her, we won't stop you.”

“It’s too late for that,” Mingi interrupted.

Hongjoong exposed his gun, aiming it at YangYang, pulling the trigger without any hesitation. YangYang fell to the ground as blood poured from his body.

WinWin dropped to his knees to feel for a pulse on YangYang as Lucas grabbed Xiaojun by the arm, forcing him to run away down the hallway leading back into the building.

“I’m so sorry about this,” Ten exclaimed, looking at Seonghwa. “She was never supposed to get hurt.”

“She was hurt though,” Wooyoung yelled.

“And I blame you,” Seonghwa snarled. He retrieved his gold 9mm that he had stored in his chest holster. He aimed it at Ten’s head.

Ten opened his mouth to speak but before any words came out, Seonghwa pulled the trigger. The bullet entered Ten’s head in between his eyes and exited through the back skull along with blood and brain matter which sprayed all over Hongjoong and Yunho.

“You didn’t have to kill him,” Mingi said. “Won’t Minghao be mad?”

“He got what he deserved,” Seonghwa snapped. “San take Y/N.”

Seonghwa handed her to San, then he leaned against the wall, slowly sliding down onto the ground. His eyes became too heavy and he lost consciousness.

“We gotta get him to the hospital,” Hongjoong ordered. “Mingi, carry him out to the car and you and I will take him to the ER. San, Wooyoung, and Yunho, get Y/N home where she is safe. Call Dr. Jeong to come to the house to check her out.”

Mingi picked Seonghwa up off of the floor and followed hongjoong out of the house, racing to their car. While San and Wooyoung started walking towards the door. 

“Give Y/N to me,” Wooyoung ordered. “I’ll carry her.”

San handed Y/N over to Wooyoung who lightly caressed her face.

“What did they do to you, my poor girl,” he asked as tears started to well up in his eyes.

San turned around to make sure Yunho was following behind, only to see him lightly kicking Kun's head as though it was a soccer ball.

“Yunho, what are you doing?” San snapped. “Come on, we gotta get out of here.”

“Yea yea,” Yunho grunted as he bent down to pick the head up. “I think I will bring you home with me.”

Yunho happily followed Wooyoung and San out of the house with his bloody machete in one hand and the head of the victim of his rage in the other.

Jongho laid on his bed in his room for most of the day. He grew hungry and decided it was time to eat. He left his room and wandered downstairs into the kitchen not seeing anyone on the way.  He wasn't the least bit quiet while digging through the cabinets looking for something quick to eat.  

The noise in the kitchen got the attention of Minghao, who was drinking alone in the den.  He walked up the stairs and entered the kitchen. 

 “I thought everyone went on the rescue mission,” Minghao said, leaning on the doorway.

“What rescue mission?” Jongho asked.

“Seonghwa and the guys were going on a mission to save someone,” Minghao explained.

“I don’t know anything about that,” Jongho smirked at him.

“I see,” Minghao continued.

“What,” jongho asked. 

“You just seem like an entirely different person now,” minghao said. 

Jongho looked at him with uncertainty, “I’m not sure how to respond to that but this is really a shitty feeling though.”

“Why don’t you come downstairs with me and have a few drinks. We can try to get that memory back of yours," Minghao suggested. 

Jongho followed Mingaho down the stairs and into the den. He watched as Minghao poured liquids from different bottles in a glass then gently mixed it with a black straw. He smiled as he handed the glass to Jongho, “try this.”

Jongho took a sip and smiled, “that's not bad. What is it?”

“I call it the ‘Hao Special’,” he smiled, proudly.

“I think I would put anything in my mouth named that,” Jongho smirked.

Minghao cocked his head, scrunching his nose, “what?”

“I’m just saying,” Jongho started, “I wonder if the person it's named after tastes as good.”

“I’m not sure how I feel about this side of you,” Minghao sighed.

“How do you feel about this side of me,” Jongho whispered, grabbing Minghao’s hand and placing it on the bulge in his pants.

“Oh my,” Minghao exclaimed, pulling his hand away.

“Come here,” Jongho ordered, grabbing Minghao’s head to pull him in closer. He placed his lips firmly against Hao’s, holding him still for a few seconds. 

“Jongho,” Minghao exclaimed, “I don’t like you like this.”

“Shut up, bitch,” Jongho snarled.

“Bitch?! Excuse me?” Minghao snapped. “I am not a bitch.”

“I thought dirty little girls like you liked to be called a bitch,” Jongho smirked, moving closer to kiss him again.

All of the sudden they heard a loud ruckus coming from upstairs and footsteps following it. Jongho stopped attempting to kiss the other man to focus on the noise.

“I guess we'll continue this another time,” Jongho smiled, turning to investigate.

Minghao said nothing as he followed closely behind Jongho. They ran up into the living room, as Wooyoung gently laid Y/N onto the sofa.

“Oh my god,” Jongho exclaimed. “What did you do to Y/N?”

All the men turned to look at Jongho, shocked.

“You know who this is?” Wooyoung asked.

“Of course I do,” Jongho said, running over to y/n’s side, “she’s my fiance.”

The doorbell rang and San ran to open the door.

“I came as quickly as I could,” Jaehyun said, walking inside the mansion.

♥️𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟♠️𝚜𝟸 𝚖𝚕 ♦️𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝♣️

♥️♠️𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 - 𝙾𝙿𝙴𝙽♦️♣️

@stayatinykatsy @vampiregirl215 @xuchiya @veebyvee @brotherughh

[sooniessoulmate]

𝔥𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔥𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔰 - 𝔠𝔥.17 - 𝔪𝔲𝔩𝔱𝔦-𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔫 𝔰𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰

𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 17 : 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔩 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔭𝔢𝔱𝔦𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫

𝔠𝔥.16 | 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 | 𝔠𝔥.18

“Now it’s time for the real fun,” the man laughed.

“Please don’t do this,” Y/N begged.

“Sometimes the daughter has to pay for the father’s sins,” the man snarled.

Y/N heard shouting coming from the other rooms in the fun house. The voices were muffled and she couldn’t hear what was actually being said but anybody would be welcomed at this moment.

“Help me,” Y/N yelled. “Somebody please help me!”

“Shut the fuck up little girl,” the man snarled jamming the point of the knife into her throat as footsteps started getting closer to the room they were in. “If you yell again, I will slit your throat.”

Y/N didn’t dare to scream again, she was too scared to move. She prayed in her head for whoever was in the fun house with them would come inside the room and save her.

The man took a huge sniff of Y/N’s hair, closing his eyes before whispering, “until next time Ms. Kwon.”

Heeseung and Niki ran inside of the room, seeing Y/N sitting alone on the floor. “What happened to you,” Heeseung asked.

Y/N realized that she was all by herself. She stood up, running to Heeseung and wrapping her arms as tight as humanly possible around him. She laid her head against his chest as the tears started flowing. 

“Getting lost isn’t worth all of this,” Niki said, rolling his eyes.

Y/N ignored the boy’s comment and continued crying, holding onto Heeseung for dear life.  Heeseung gently placed his hand onto her back, rubbing it in a comforting manner. “Calm down,” he whispered, leaning his head down onto her head. 

“I need to get out of here,” Y/N said, attempting to pull away from Heeseung.

Heeseung wrapped both of his arms around her and the next thing she knew they were standing outside of the fun house. 

“Thank you,” Y/N sighed.

Heeseung cocked his head at Y/N, “are you bleeding?” he asked.

Y/N put her hand up to her throat, feeling a warm sensation onto her hand. She pulled her hand away exposing blood. Heeseung gently moved Y/N’s hair off of her neck to get a better look at where the blood was coming from.

“What happened to your neck?” he wondered.

“There has been a man following me around today. I went into the fun house to get away from him but he followed me inside. He had a knife to my neck and if you wouldn’t have gotten there when you did…” Y/N explained with tears in her eyes. “I don’t know what would have happened.”

“Who was this guy?” Niki interrupted.

“I don’t know,” Y/N sighed. “I’ve never seen him before.”

“We can’t have you bleeding with all these vampires roaming around,” Heeseung stated, biting on his own wrist and moving it closer to Y/N’s face. “Drink.”

Y/N pushed his arm away from her face, shaking her head no, “I don’t want to.”

“I wasn’t asking,” Heeseung growled as his eyes turned black. “Now fucking drink.”

He shoved his wrist into her mouth holding his arm there and with his other hand he held her head still, forcing her to consume his blood which instantly healed the opened wound on her neck. After he was content with the amount she took in, he smiled as he lightly patted her hair. “That was a good girl.”

Y/N looked at Heeseung with utter disgust, “why are you doing this?”

“Can’t you ever just be grateful?” Niki interrupted.

Heeseung gently caressed Y/N’s cheek, staring into her eyes, “you look really sexy with blood on your face.”

“There’s the person I’ve been looking for,” Jacob said, walking up to the three.

“Jacob,” Y/N smiled, relieved to see him finally.

“What happened to you?” he asked.

“Nothing happened,” Niki snarled.

“You need to move along, little boy,” Heeseung ordered. “There’s nothing to see here.”

“I don’t know about that.” Jacob smirked while cocking his head, “I see two assholes that appear to be making an innocent girl very upset.”

“Who the fuck are you calling an asshole?” Niki growled as his eyes turned black.

“It’s not like that,” Y/N interrupted. “Well not entirely….”

“This doesn’t concern you,” Niki added.

“I believe it does,” Jacob smiled. “Why do you have blood on your shirt?”

Y/N looked down at her shirt, fighting back the tears that wanted to flow again, “I…I…it’s a long story.”

“Are they feeding on you?” Jacob asked.

“Jealous?” Heeseung smirked.

“Jealous of you?” Jacob laughed, “I don’t need to force anyone to let me feed on them. For me they do it because they want to.”

“Forcing is part of the fun,” Niki smiled, proudly. 

“Stop this, all of you,” Y/N snapped. “That is not what happened. No one is feeding on me.”

“You’re right, baby,” Heeseung whispered, wrapping his arm around her waist. “She’s feeding on me.”

“What?” Jacob asked with a look of disgust on his face.

“It’s not like that,” Y/N said, pushing Heeseung away as she moved closer to Jacob.

“Then what’s it like?” Jacob wondered.

“I was almost killed and Heeseung and Niki saved me,” Y/N explained.

“Killed by who?” Jacob asked.

“We don’t know,” Niki sighed.

“We didn’t see him,” Heeseung added. “But I doubt he’s gone and Y/N shouldn’t be alone.”

“I’ll stay with her,” Niki offered with an evil smirk on his face.

“Or she could hang with me,” Jacob offered. 

“I kind of just want to go back to my room,” Y/N sighed. 

Jacob put his hand out for her to grab, “I’ll make sure you get home safe.”

Y/N looked at Heeseung and Niki before placing her hand into Jacob’s, “thank you for saving me.”

“Whatever,” Heeseung rolled his eyes.

“Maybe I’ll see you later at the dance,” Y/N said, forcing a smile onto her face.

“You’re still planning on going to the dance?” Niki asked.

“With me as her escort, nothing bad will happen to her,” Jacob smiled at the other two boys.

“When the fuck did that get decided?” Heeseung snarled.

“I’m the only one she’s not terrified of,” Jacob smirked. “Being an asshole all the time has its consequences, Mr Lee.”

“Fuck you,” Heeseung snarled.

“Eh maybe another time,” Jacob laughed, walking away with Y/N.

Heeseung took a step towards them, planning on following the two to her room when a hand was placed on his shoulder. Heeseung turned around quickly to see Jungwon and Sunghoon.

“Leave them go,” Jungwon ordered.

“But…” Heeseung started.

“No,” Jungwon snapped, “I said leave them fucking go.”

“Man this bitch must have a golden pussy,” Sunghoon snarled, rolling his eyes. 

“What the fuck does that mean?” Niki asked.

“The way all of you swoon over her is absolutely disgusting,” Sunghoon announced.

“I will kill you,” Heeseung growled.

“Enough,” Jungwon snapped. “What happened?”

“We found her in the fun house,” Niki explained. “He was gone by the time we got there.”

“Did you see him?” Jungwon asked.

“No but he was threatening to kill her,” Niki said.

“When we first got inside, I heard him say, ‘sometimes the daughter has to pay for the father’s sins’,” Heeseung induced. “It appears somebody is out for revenge.”

“Was she hurt?” Jungwon asked.

“She was but I gave her my blood,” Heeseung smiled, knowing Jungwon would be upset by that.

“Wait,” Jungwon said, “she didn’t heal on her own?”

“No she’s ‘human’,” Niki rolled his eyes.

“Remember when Eric tried feeding on her, she healed on her own,” Jungwon snapped. “And when Changmin did it, she healed too.”

“Yea and?” Heeseung wondered where Jungwon was going.

“Why didn’t she heal this time?” Jungwon asked. “How does it not happen with all injuries?”

“Maybe she can only heal from vampire bites,” Niki suggested.

“No,” Taehyun said, walking up to them. “It’s not just from vampire bites.”

“She will heal from any injury caused by something supernatural,” Daniel added, following Taehyun.

“Why are you here?” Sunghoon snarled.

“This is a family event,” Daniel smiled. “I came to visit my little brother and see what all the fuss is about.”

“Isn’t this just wonderful,” Heeseung sighed.

“Don’t be angry because you guys don’t have any family that wants to visit you,” Changmin interrupted.

“The party is just getting started boys,” Hyunjun added, following Changmin.

“What are you doing here?” Jungwon asked. “You were expelled from this school.”

“I was but today I’m visiting with my little brother,” Hyunjun smiled, messing up Changmin’s hair. “What’s wrong? Scared to have real competition?”

𝔭𝔯𝔢𝔳 🌕 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 🌕 𝔫𝔢𝔵𝔱

𝔱𝔞𝔤𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 𝔬𝔭𝔢𝔫

[sooniessoulmate]

𝙻𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚘𝚗 - 𝚂𝟸 𝙲𝚑.𝟷𝟶 - 𝙰𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚣 𝚘𝚝𝟾 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜

♥️𝚌𝚑. 𝟿 ♠️ 𝚜𝟸 𝚖𝚕♦️𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟷♣️

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟷𝟶 : 𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜

Seonghwa ran out of the kitchen, gathering all of his men and plenty of weapons before heading out on their rescue mission. 

WinWin continued to play with Y/N until the evening hours. He looked at his watch to see the time.

“Oh my Arabelle, it’s getting late,” WinWin exclaimed. “It’s past your nap time.”

WinWin stood up from the table and picked Y/N up, bridal style, carrying her over to the bed. He gently lowered her down onto the bed. Yn watched on as winwin slowly unbuttoned his shirt. She could feel her heart pounding harder and harder as he took his shirt off, throwing it onto the floor. 

“What is he going to do to me now?” Yn thought to herself. 

Winwin proceeded to unbuckle his belt and then his pants. He slid his pants down to the floor, stepping out of them. He made eye contact with his helpless doll and smiled. A smile that sent shivers through yn’s body. Winwin sauntered over to the bed, sitting next to her on the edge. He lifted her up and began to unzip the dress. He stopped, mid zip, pulling back to make eye contact. 

“Isn’t this romantic, arabelle,” he asked. 

He leaned in, pressing his lips firmly against her lips that have been previously sewed shut. 

Winwin pulled back, a look of anger appeared on his face. “You need to be more excited about this,” he growled, caressing her cheek. “We’re gonna make a baby.”

Tears started forming in yn’s eyes. She didn’t want this but knew there was no way she could stop it. 

Winwin placed her body back on the bed, without removing her dress. 

“Maybe for our first time you’ll be more comfortable if you don’t get completely naked,” he announced. 

Winwin lifted the bottom of her dress exposing the pantyhose and the frilly panties he originally dressed her in. Winwin pulled the pantyhose down, delicately removing them from her legs. He leaned down and kissed yn’s left thigh moaning from excitement. He lightly kissed his way up to the panties where he paused for a moment. Winwin reached over to grab yn’s right arm, placing her hand onto the top of his head. 

“Oh yea baby girl, you like this, don’t you,” he said before grabbing the panties with his teeth to pull them down. 

Winwin crawled up onto yn, noticing the tears escaping her eyes. He gently wiped the tears as he positioned himself to go inside of her. 

“I know, arabelle, I’m so happy too,” winwin smiled as he thrusted inside. 

The door to his room flew open, Lucas running inside. 

“We have a problem,” Lucas announced. 

“Can’t you see we’re in the middle of something,” winwin growled, not stopping what he was doing. 

“We have intruders,” Lucas informed unphased by what he was seeing. 

“I’m busy,” winwin snarled. “Babies need to be made.”

“Kun ordered everyone to come to his office,” Lucas continued. “That includes you.”  

Winwin stopped his thrusting, exhaled deeply before pressing his lips firmly against yn’s lips. 

“Don’t worry babydoll, we’ll continue this later,” he smiled, pulling out of her body. “I will make you a mommy.”

Winwin stood up, quickly got dressed and followed Lucas to their boss’s office, leaving yn laying on the bed still naked from the waist down. 

Seonghwa and his men drove to the location that minghao sent them. 

They split up a mile away from their final destination. Hongjoong, Mingi, and yunho went towards the front of the building while Wooyoung, san, and Seonghwa snuck around back. Seonghwa never got his hands dirty anymore. He didn’t have to now that he’s the boss but this was personal. He had to make sure yn was safe and he couldn’t trust anyone else to complete that mission. 

They made entrance into the building, searching room to room for any signs of yn. 

They went into a room that had human corpses strung from the ceiling.

“What the fuck do you call this?” San snarled, repulsed. 

“This is sick on a whole nother level,” Seonghwa announced. 

Seonghwas heart dropped when he noticed a tear streaming down Wooyoung’s cheek. “He really does love her,” Seonghwa thought. “Well, so do I.”

“Welcome,” a voice sounded out. 

The three men looked around, unable to find where the voice was coming from. 

“Did you come to play?” The man asked before breaking out into a maniacal laughing fit. 

“Show yourself,” Seonghwa ordered. 

“Ok,” the man said.

Hendery jumped down from a hole in the ceiling, brandishing a machete, wearing a suit made entirely out of human flesh.

“Where is yn?” Wooyoung growled pointing his pistol at the man’s head. 

“Riddle me this, riddle me that,” hendery started, “what tastes better than it smells?”

“What the fuck even is this?” San snapped. 

“ANSWER THE FUCKING QUESTION,” hendery yelled. 

The three men stared At hendery with blank looks on their faces. 

“What tastes better than it smells?” Hendery repeated with a smile. 

He pulled a box out from behind him, slowly opening it showing a tongue laying inside. 

“Yn’s tongue,” he snarled before evilly laughing. 

Rage overtook Seonghwas, he lost control of his emotions and he pulled the trigger of the gun he had pointed at hendery, hitting the man in the temple. Henderys body fell to the floor, the tongue rolled out of the box onto the floor.

San and Wooyoung looked at Seonghwa, surprised. He never reacted like that. He was the patient one. He always wanted to torture answers out of people not up and kill them. 

Seonghwa shrugged, “he was wasting my fucking time.”

They moved on to the next room. San placed his ear against the door, listening for any movement inside. Hearing nothing, Wooyoung swung the door open but yn wasn’t in that room either. 

They continued to go room to room not coming across anyone else. 

Seonghwa grabbed the door knob of the next door, taking a deep breath before opening it. He froze when he saw yn laying on the giant doll bed. 

“Oh my god,” Wooyoung gasped running over to the bed. 

“Is she breathing?” San asked. 

Seonghwa joined Wooyoung next to yn. He pulled her dress down covering her lower body as he placed two fingers on her neck, checking for a pulse. 

“She has a pulse,” he announced. 

“We gotta get her out of here,” Wooyoung said standing up, preparing to pick her up. 

Seonghwa pulled his gun out, “don’t touch her,” he growled. “I’m carrying yn.”

Wooyoung could tell his boss meant business so reluctantly he listened. 

Seonghwa gently picked yn up off the bed, carrying her bridal style. He followed San and Wooyoung out of the room and back out the direction they came in. They retraced their steps until they reached the entrance. 

They heard a gun fire from behind. 

“Where the fuck do you think you’re taking her?” Yangyang snarled. 

Seonghwa felt a burning sensation in his shoulder. He looked down and saw blood soaking through his clothing. Another gunshot rang out piercing his other shoulder. He started feeling dizzy but knew he had to fight through. 

Wooyoung turned around gun in hand, ready to kill anyone necessary. 

“You’re outnumbered mother fuckers,” kun growled.

♥️𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟♠️𝚜𝟸 𝚖𝚕 ♦️𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝♣️

♥️♠️𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 - 𝙾𝙿𝙴𝙽♦️♣️

@stayatinykatsy @vampiregirl215 @xuchiya @veebyvee @brotherughh