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23 Tomarrymort Recs for 2023 (Longfic Edition)

Happy New Year! 🤍 Here is a round-up of some of the most engaging multi-chaptered works/longfics that I came across in this ship in 2023.

I found each of these fics, in their depiction of the ship, to be a fresh or surprising take on our familiar beloved characters of Harry and Tom|Voldemort, truly groundbreaking in some way in their approach to the ship. It's amazing to me that even after 20+ years of this ship existing, there's still new themes / tropes / dynamics to explore, and the authors are all so talented in making me think about the ship in some new way — just incredible examples of what it means to be a transformative work of fanfiction.

Criteria for this list: multi-chaptered, Tomarrymort-centric, with at least 1 update published in 2023. As with a previous longfic rec list, I tried to find longer fics that were relatively under-rated (which is hard to define, but below 2K kudos for the most part).

See here for Part 1 (2023 Tomarrymort one-shots), and hope you lose many many happy hours to the unbridled joy of immersing yourself in one or more of these incredibly addictive, lovely longer fics!

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23 Tomarrymort Recs for 2023 — Multi-Chaptered Fics

A Darkness by Any Other Name by river_marrow (M, 30k, WIP) 

Decades after the war ends, Harry is thrown through the Veil, and finds himself in an alternate reality where the leader of the Muggleborn uprising is the Dark Lord Voldemort.

A Dead God's Faith by @selfishrot (M, 35k, WIP)

Blood and spittle rush to follow Riddle’s words that are dragged out through a wrecked throat. “I will consume you.” Harry felt a thrill run up his spine, along with the usual fear and anger that accompanied Voldemort's threats. “Be gentle, I can feel your soul ripping its stitches.”

And the Living Will Envy the Dead by @k-s-morgan (M, 81k, WIP)

When Harry looks at Tom, he feels overwhelmed. There is a spark that makes him hopeful, the fear that nothing he does will save Tom from himself, and the horror at what his lies might lead to. When Tom looks at Harry, he feels nothing. Until he does, and then Harry’s world starts drowning in blood.

At the expense of the world by @itsevanffs (E, 24k, WIP)

"He had a lover, you know," Jenkins says to Remus once Harry's behind a wall and out of sight again. "A boy, and a gorgeous one at that. Nobody really knew where he came from, and Tom didn't seem to favour him either, at first, but by the end, he was besotted."

Bitumen by @crowcrowcrowthing (E, 32k, WIP)

Harry finds out the hard way that Dementors can’t digest Horcruxes. Now separated from his body, his best option is to seek out a similar soul for help. A love story about immortals with too much time to kill.

Creatures of the Dark we are by @hikarimeroperiddle (M, 25k, WIP)

Banished to his cupboard at age 4, Harry learns to listen only to the Voice in his head. Its teachings wrap all around Harry until no more than dark magic and devotion remains, along with visions of a wraith with red eyes.

Exceeding Expectations by @mosiva (E, 56k, complete)

Harry Potter’s life ran along very different lines than Tom Riddle’s. He knew nothing more of the man than he read in the Daily Prophet. Then they get stuck in a lift together.

Exegesis by liquoricepantomime (M, 38k, WIP)

In exchange for peace, Voldemort asks for Harry Potter. And so, there is a new legacy that forms — of The-Boy-Who-Was-Sold, and his childhood spent in a castle, with a man who has killed his parents. A man who is mad, and whose ire reigns fiery hell. A man he will marry, and yet knows nothing about.

found by @honbug (E, 112k, WIP)

Tom knows from the beginning that he is destined for greatness. Nothing and no one will stop him from achieving his goals. (And then, of course, there are the dreams.)

hook, line, and sinker by @purplemineralwater (E, 21k, WIP)

Harry asks Professor Riddle for help in killing Voldemort. Riddle is endlessly amused.

if we were lovers by @reggieblk (E, 277k, complete)

When Harry arrives at the most prestigious theatrical school in the country, he doesn't have many expectations. The most unexpected thing he encounters is Tom Riddle, and subsequently, falling in love with the only other person who deals with feelings as well as him. But maybe, just maybe, he and Tom will find out that not all love stories have to end in tragedy.

Lover's Spit by @blogalinda & @k3uuu (E, 123k, WIP)

Following his father's arrest on a dull hot Sunday in North Yorkshire, 10-year-old Tom Riddle becomes a dark internet sensation.  If Harry Potter listened to his father, he would never speak to Riddle again. But eight years after the arrest, an unexpected and painful encounter leads Harry to reconsider events — and arrive at a conclusion all his own. 

One Year In Every Ten by @saintsenara (E, 189k, WIP)

A decade after the final battle, a serial killer emerges, with a message that proclaims the Dark Lord has risen again. Harry is assigned to the case.

Oversight by @dividawrites (E, 21k, WIP)

Voldemort’s resurrection ritual doesn’t go as smoothly as he’d planned. He requires assistance and there’s only one person he can ask—the boy tied to his father’s gravestone.

Paved With the Best Intentions by @perhaps-sunlight (M, 113k, WIP)

Instead of dying during the Battle of Hogwarts, Voldemort de-ages into an infant. Until he becomes old enough to be legally executed, he will be magically bound to Harry.

Prison Blues by @metalomagnetic (E, 68k, WIP) 

Harry and Voldemort find themselves locked up in a mysterious prison in an A/B/O alternate universe setting.

Revolution of Configured Stars by @tollingreminiscentbells (E, 110k, WIP)

In a Voldemort Wins AU, Harry Potter was spared, and enters his seventh year at Hogwarts wanting to do Arithmancy research and keep his head down. However, after a chance encounter, it looks like it may not be so simple. Marvolo Gaunt seems to have his eye on Harry. The trouble is, Harry has no idea why. 

Tender Reigns Our Night by @noumena-writes (M, 93k, WIP)

Sent on a Ministry mission to fight for magic's survival, Harry goes back in time with two simple objectives: find and destroy any existing Horcruxes, and stop Tom Riddle ever evolving into Voldemort — using any means necessary. Harry thus finds himself working alongside Riddle at Borgin and Burke's, examining dark artefacts and desperately trying to fulfil his orders.

the demiurge, the leontoeides by @ramabear (E, 125k, WIP)

Thomas Gaunt reaches through the dimensions and plucks an eleven-year-old Harry Potter from his world and brings him home again.

the eternal flame by @duplicitywrites (E, 25k, WIP) 

There’s a well-dressed older man who enters the orphanage asking after Tom Riddle. The man’s green eyes fix on Tom’s face, searching and searching.  “My name is Harry Gaunt,” the man says, the tenor of his voice soft and faltering, a reflection of Tom's deepest, most secret anxieties, “and I’m here to adopt you.”

the righteous dead by @aspengray (T, 23k, WIP)

Harry is resurrected, sewn together with thread and magic. He remembers nothing except that he loves his savior, a man named Voldemort.

The Longing by @aglassroseneverfades (M, 33k, WIP)

Harry is not thinking of his parents right now as he trudges up to Voldemort’s eerie castle. He is thinking instead, as he often does, of a name that burns too brightly on his wrist in the pre-dawn light. He is wondering if somehow the fruitless tugging on his heart means that somewhere, some way, Tom is watching over him. 

With a resolute heart by Act_Naturally (M, 157k, WIP)

A Hunger Games-AU featuring Harry and Tom as competing champions.  Harry has a saving people thing. It’s not conducive to surviving a battle royale. He doesn’t fancy his chances. Especially against Tom Riddle.

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☾. DEMO (24k) ☾. CHARACTERS ☾. PLAYLIST

Latest Update: Chapter 1 released on 08/25/2023

Your story starts like any other. Your life was normal, until it wasn’t. Two years after an invasion ravaged the Earth, you’re struggling to find purpose. The lonely life of struggle and survival is not for you. You’d promised yourself that if there was an apocalypse, you’d end it. That was then. That was when hypotheticals existed. Instead of dying, you lived against all odds and continue to do so.  Why? You don’t know. You wake up fortunate to be alive. Everything between the sunrise and sunset is white noise. Insignificant. Now, your normal shifts again. You’re surrounded by a group of strangers, their faces unfamiliar except for the exhaustion in their eyes. There's something coming, something worse. It isn't hard to believe. After all, still water is an infested one. For the first time in two years, you aren't sure who is a predator, and who is prey. Caught between a millennia-long war, the human race is but a spoke in the wheel, narrowly avoiding being crushed by powers beyond your comprehension. At the end of the world, there is only one question. Who is running from whom?

☾. FEATURES

Customize your MC. Play as male, female, or nonbinary. You can determine their appearance and personality, updating it (voluntarily and involuntarily) as the story progresses. Are they charming or intimidating? Do they use their fists to solve problems, or their keen mind and deductive reasoning? Can they talk their way out of trouble, or do they avoid it in the first place? 

Become an asset to your group. The perfect team has balance. Choose your MC’s strengths and weaknesses; develop them as you see fit. Make decisions that change the lives of your found family, or sit on the sidelines and watch chaos unfold. Do you believe in fate, or will you change your future by force?

Engage in romance, or keep it purely platonic between 5 love interests. There are two options for short term flings, and one poly option available.

Survive. Easier said than done.

☾. ROMANCE OPTIONS

For each of the romanceable characters, there will be options to increase flirtation, friendship, or antagonism. 

☾. Ayana Tsosie (F)

Compassionate, intelligent, tactical, and ambitious, you have no doubt that A is a natural born leader. Despite her warm, welcoming demeanor, A is reluctant to pursue close relationships for fear of it interfering with her sense of responsibility to the group. You catch her crying in the early hours of the morning. Whose ring adorns her necklace?

☾. Cecelia/Chase Quinn (F/M)

Always up for a laugh, C isn’t interested in the doom and gloom. That doesn’t mean they lack competence. C is damn good with technology, able to rig up electricity seemingly from their back pocket. They take their friendships seriously, and will be the first to defend you when trouble comes knocking. Still, you wonder why they flinch at any sudden movements.

*C is demisexual; it takes a high friendship for them to reciprocate any romantic/sexual feelings.

☾. Delphine (F)

A succubus alien from the planet Cypress Velo, Delphine has been on Earth long before the Nion 8 invasion. At the end of the world, the seedier clubs and places of indulgence stand; Delphine works as a bartender and dancer at said places. Wealthy, gorgeous, and playful, Delphine can flash her fangs and have the world on it's knees. You can't help but gravitate towards her. Is she using her powers on you, or is her magnetism all natural?

☾. Zero Chevalier (M)

Having been plagued by night terrors since they were teenagers, Z can't close his eyes without hearing things. Seeing things. His parents, friends, and psychiatrists tell them that it's all in his head. Z prefers the shadows to the spotlight; at least the nightmares hold him close.

*Zero is locked in a v-type polyamorous route.

☾. Xa'eks/Xa'veed (F/M)

X never wanted to be in the military; they didn't know that until their species invaded Earth and they realized that others have a choice. Those words: choice, love, want, fear, longing, regret. It is all foreign to them. X knows their people cannot hide forever. The time for war is coming; but what sort of militia would they be if they couldn't see a lost battle a mile away?

*Memento Mori is a 18+ interactive fiction game that is best suited for the genres of sci-fi, romance, and horror. Wrecked and ravaged by an alien invasion, Earth is on the brink of war. War with who? That is yet to be determined, as no one knows who is the predator, and who is the prey.

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Thank you all so much for your interest and support. It means the world to me!! ♡ ♡

All my love,

Cheye (she/her) :･ﾟ✧:･.☽˚｡･ﾟ✧:･

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🩶 favourites

white love | @sorryimananti-romantic

genre: iceprince!hongjoong x fireprincess!reader, fantasy, fluff, angst

length: oneshot - 24k

there seems to be an eternal winter set in wonderland caused by the ice prince hongjoong, and you- the fire princess who has been laying low for a while- set out to end it. what you don’t expect is to find him freezing to death trapped in a tower, and as you save him, you find out that the mages in wonderland are uprising to end the original bloodline- titled prince and princesses. creating a small team with your childhood friend seonghwa and a water mage yunho, you and hongjoong fight against the threat to your life while uncovering secrets and finding unexpected friends and love.

horizon | @pxedpiper

genre: pirate!au, fluff, angst, trigger warnings

length: 22/22 chapters [completed] - 79.0k

once a princess of a kingdom you loathed to call yours, you have somehow found yourself aboard a pirate ship, stuck on the ocean waves. now you try to figure out how to escape them, but as you continue to journey with them, you find yourself wondering if you even want to.

feverish | @hwaightme

genre: fluff, sickfic

length: oneshot - 2.4k

as you come down with a cold, hongjoong is right there to lift you back up again, be it with soup, song, presence, or all at once.

nighthawks | @the7thcrow

genre: designer!hongjoong x writer!reader, angst, fluff, meet-cute

length: 5.9k

you share a night, a cigarette, and a sobering conversation with a beautiful stranger. a glimpse of normality for you troubled nighthawks.

marigold | @yoongiseesawmp3

genre: fratboy!hongjoong, fluff, smut

length: oneshot - 12.7k

your best friend and the bane of your existence is probably the love of your life, and you’re not sure how to tell him. your mutual friend seonghwa knows about your true feelings for hongjoong, and he does everything in his power to get you two together. one halloween party, one rainy car ride and one emotional rollercoaster later, you finally get a taste of what you’ve been waiting so long for. 

project d | @setsugekka

pairing: hongjoong x reader, yunho x reader

genre: street racing au, ex!hongjoong, angst, smut, trigger warnings

length: oneshot - 20.5k

with a nice enough guy who’s just a little too rough around the edges for your parents liking, and a best friend who put you up to him (albeit a tad unknowingly), surely things can’t possibly get more complicated for the local illegal street racing squad. except, between racing for pink slips and bragging rights, there’s emperors leader, jeong yunho.

daisies | @the7thcrow

genre: summer camp au, childhood friends to lovers, fluff, angst

length: oneshot - 11.0k

one last trip. that was what you wanted. to let yourself dream of your childhood sweetheart one final time, before closing that chapter of your life forever. however, the last thing you expected was for him to actually be there.

bodyguard | @baekhvuns

genre: mafia!au, romcom, angst, smut

length: oneshot - 37.8k

in which his task is to be your bodyguard, his mob-boss’s daughter. where he not only guards you but also guards your body.

one day at a time | @sorryimananti-romantic 🩶

pairing: seonghwa x reader, yunho x reader

genre: soldier!au, fluff, angst, suggestive, trigger warnings

loving seonghwa was like loving the moon. loving yunho was like loving the sun. the story of how you fell in love with seonghwa, one of the king’s trusted agent, married him, had a daughter and then lost him forever- and how you fell in love with yunho- also the king’s trusted agent, seonghwa’s best friend, a loving father to your daughter, and a husband who gave you enough space to grieve seonghwa, and enough time to make you fall in love with him.

length: oneshot - 18.5k

pov: you're a stereotype in an 80s classic | @atozfic 🩶

genre: strangers/enemies to lovers, highschool!au, badboy!au, angst, fluff

length: oneshot - 22.2k

a look into the life of six students who find themselves stuck in detention… for the entire school year.

this world | @hwaightme 🩶

genre: biker!seonghwa, fluff, romance, strangers to lovers, action, smut

length: oneshot - 16.2k

caught between the past and present, you search for a new beginning in night city as a mechanic at outlaw customs. how will a fateful encounter with seonghwa, the leader of the blue birds, help you feel alive?

sleazy seonghwa who sneezes | @chaseatinydream

genre: badboy!au, fluff

length: twoshot - 9.8k

by the intervention of fate (namely choi san), you see a different side to the school’s resident bad boy that you weren’t aware existed.

pirate!seonghwa | @ateezmakemeweep

genre: angst, fluff

length: oneshot - 13k

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i'll be with you | @cheollipop

genre: hurt/comfort, angst, fluff

length: oneshot - 1.6k

a long, dreadful day at work calls for a hot shower and sleep, perhaps a few hours of crying as well. what you don't account for, however, is the man who wouldn't let you go through that alone.

royal library | @nczennie

genre: royalty!au, angst, fluff, smut

length: oneshot - 10.1k

you turn to look at seonghwa, “thank you for keeping my secret,” you smile at him and he returns it, quickly standing to bow, “of course, your highness. your secret is safe with me”.

addicting kitten | @tenelkadjowrites

genre: smut

length: 6/6 chapters [completed] - 34.3k

when your car breaks down and your phone is dead, you are stranded alone on the way home. however, when seonghwa, the intimidating figure you see at the club often, comes by and offers you a ride, you cannot help but feel as if you might be walking into the lion’s den.

playing with fire | @ateezmakemeweep 🩶

genre: sugardaddy!hwa, fluff, angst, smut

length: 5/5 chapters [completed] - 121k

when your scholarship falls through during the last semester of your college career, you were, admittedly, on edge.  overwhelmed by the prospect of delaying your graduation to save up thousands of dollars or work a second job or, per the suggestion of your roommate, sell pictures of your feet.  you first met park eunbi during your first year of college, when she walked through your dorm room with a smile on her face and her parents by her side - or, more notably to you, her incredibly handsome father.  that’s all he ever was to you though - your friend’s hot dad who you only ever saw a few times a year.  but when you find yourself around him more and more often, your attraction growing and his eyes lingering, you suddenly find yourself in a situation you know is wrong but can’t seem to pull yourself out of. 

lights out | @ateezmakemeweep

genre: neighbour!yunho, angst, fluff

length: oneshot - 7k

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promise | @sorryimananti-romantic

genre: prince!yunho x princess!reader, arranged marriage, fluff, angst, suggestive

length: oneshot - 23k

‘i’ll be a friend to you, if nothing more’ is the promise yunho, prince of wonderland makes when you, the princess of eden find yourself in an arranged marriage with him to avoid war. however, war approaches and eden sides with the enemy. will you and yunho stick with each other? will you find love in this arranged marriage?

one day at a time | @sorryimananti-romantic 🩶

pairing: seonghwa x reader, yunho x reader

genre: soldier!au, fluff, angst, suggestive, trigger warnings

length: oneshot - 18.5k

loving seonghwa was like loving the moon. loving yunho was like loving the sun. the story of how you fell in love with seonghwa, one of the king’s trusted agent, married him, had a daughter and then lost him forever- and how you fell in love with yunho- also the king’s trusted agent, seonghwa’s best friend, a loving father to your daughter, and a husband who gave you enough space to grieve seonghwa, and enough time to make you fall in love with him.

come fly with me | @hwaightme

genre: pilot!yunho, fluff, angst, slice of life

length: oneshot - 9.0k

aerophobia - the fear of flying. and clearly, something that your boss has no idea exists. while you curse the universe and the metal bird, your handsome seatmate ponders if it is possible to redirect this flight, from gwangju, to your heart.

convenience store chances | @ohmyamor

genre: exbf!yunho, fluff, comfort, trigger warnings

length: oneshot - 2.5k

it’s the typical story of right person, wrong time. but maybe an unfortunate situation might turn the wrong time into the right time.

you're enough | @cheollipop

genre: hurt/comfort, fluff, angst

length: oneshot - 2.0k

with the soft scent of baby wipes following him, yunho helped you stand back up to face the storm within your mind.

out of the woods | @sluttywoozi

genre: rom com, friends to lovers, fluff, smut

length: 3/3 chapters [completed] - 9.2k

you’ve been driving yunho nuts lately and he just can’t figure out why. he hates being annoyed with his friends, so he’s been avoiding you. it’s difficult to stay away when you’re locked together in a cabin with seven of your closest friends, though.

complete relaxation package | @beahae

genre: massage therapist!yunho, smut

length: oneshot - 4.8k

you’ve been neglecting your self-care for a while now so you decide to treat yourself to a massage. you deserve it! you didn’t realize the guy you booked would be so attractive though.

lovers in the night | @atzfilm

genre: sugar daddy!yunho, exes to lovers, fluff, angst, smut

length: oneshot - 11.3k

just out of your college with a freshly printed degree, you set out for a job that would fit your somewhat high standards. after a brief scroll through a sugar daddy website and a meeting set-up, you sit across from the one man you didn't expect to see — jeong yunho, your ex-boyfriend and apparently, a millionaire looking for someone to spoil.

[newly added] your hand | @smileysuh

genre: tattooist!yunho, smut

length: oneshot - 6.6k

it’s a classic parlor love story: big tattoo man finds new receptionist cute, but he can’t talk to her until something totally avoidable happens that brings them together out of his own sheer stupidity- that kind of shindig ;) 

prince!yeosang x servant!reader | @ateezmakemeweep

genre: angst, fluff

length: oneshot - 4k

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badboy!yeosang | @ateezmakemeweep

genre: angst, fluff, smut

length: oneshot - 18k

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ideal woman | @the7thcrow

genre: gang!au, romance, angst, suggestive

length: oneshot - 10.5k

at the only bar in town where the lines drawn between different gangs becomes blurry, you spot your intellectual rival involved in one of the biggest underground organizations the city has to offer. responsible for the recent heist on your warehouse, as well as the death of multiple of your gang’s own members, he’s understandably considered someone that you should not be talking to. you buy him a drink.

the most lonely creature | @atzfilm

genre: serpent!yeosang, fantasy, fluff, angst, smut

length: oneshot - 35.9k

finding a yeouiju in the forest brings terrors unlike you've ever seen– in the shape of a water god

siren | @sorryimananti-romantic

genre: siren!yeosang, enemies to lovers, fluff, angst

length: oneshot - 27.8k

yeosang is a siren and you're a siren-hunter. he may have lost his voice and you may be immune to a siren's call, but he has you bewitched anyway. on your journey together to find the sirens who killed your parents and took his voice, you make new friends, find yourself cursed and turning into a siren, and fall for yeosang. he proves time and time again that he's not the monster you thought all sirens to be as he helps you come to terms with yourself and find the person who cursed you.

last updated: 24 march 2024

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— 1D Monthly Fic Roundup —

Hi, and welcome to the 1D Monthly Fic Roundup for July 2024! Below you’ll find 1D fics that were all published this month. We hope you’ll check out these new fics! If you would like to submit your own fic, please check this post on how to submit or visit our blog @1dmonthlyficroundup​. You can find all our other posts here.

Happy reading!

＊ Peeping by jacaranda_bloom / @jacaranda-bloom [E, 16k, Harry/Louis]

Louis hates his job as an accountant and desperately wants to be a teacher. Of course, that would mean going back to uni, which he can’t afford if he wants to keep up the mortgage payments on his house. It’s Niall that suggests Louis gets a housemate.

Harry is great around the house, loves cooking and cleaning, and everything is fine, lovely even. That is until Louis locks himself out of the house, and in his attempts to get inside, he stumbles upon Harry wanking to a video of Louis playing footy.

OR Louis has a thing for his housemate, Harry is under the impression that clothing around the house is an optional extra, and neither of them seem to be able to stop wanking long enough to get their shit together and admit their true feelings.

＊ Unbonded by jacaranda_bloom / @jacaranda-bloom [E, 24k, Louis/Harry]

“Look,” Louis says firmly. “Last time I checked, I’m still the pack leader, so you damn well better listen to me. It was Harry who worked out what I’d been poisoned with, then nursed me back to health. And it was Harry who thwarted the plan for my second assassination attempt by literally throwing himself in front of an arrow intended for me, nearly dying in the process, which is why we’re even having this argument in the first place. So if you think I’m going to set foot outside of this hut until he’s fully healed, you’ve all seriously misread the situation, and even more importantly, you’ve all seriously misread me.”

OR the one where Harry is an omega who has been cast out from his pack, Louis is the alpha leader of the pack where Harry finds a new home, Liam is an alpha with heart of gold, and Niall is a cook who can't seem to stop setting himself on fire.

＊ frightened by the bite, no harsher than the bark by localopa / @voulezloux [T, 21k, Louis/Harry]

louis loves going to the barricade during his shows. if it’s because he’s got a bit (lot) of touch deprivation and is using it as an excuse to have his big alpha bodyguard, harry, touch him, well, that’s a secret he doesn’t need to tell.

＊ the past might be painful, but i’m in love with our future by localopa / @voulezloux [T, 10k, Harry/Louis]

it takes a lot of convincing for louis to let harry take him to his first pride. harry understands his worries and fears. really, he does. he just wants to show his boyfriend that he doesn’t have to be alone anymore.

a don’t be afraid to love (and love again) time stamp. Part 2 of trans louis verse

＊ If Life Is a Photograph by @allwaswell16 [T, 2k, Louis/Harry]

Harry gets plucked out of the crowd to take Louis’ crew pic on stage in Guadalajara.

＊ It Was Electric Touch by @allwaswell16 [E, 2k, Harry/Louis]

Harry, assistant to The Snuts' manager, has been indulging in fantasies about the headliner and founder of the Away From Home Festival, Louis Tomlinson. He gets the chance to indulge in the real thing at the after party.

＊ Tastes Like Violets by @allwaswell16 [T, 2k, Louis/Harry]

Pop star Harry Styles has a bit of a crush on his makeup artist's brother.

Or Louis has a death metal band, Harry doesn't mind public challenges via Twitter, and Lottie thinks they're both hopelessly chaotic.

＊ Coração selvagem by Stria / @nooradeservedbetter [NR, 50k, Louis/Harry]

Louis keeps his eyes on the Wolf, careful about every movement he makes. He keeps his head tilted, deliberately showing the right side of his neck; the mating gland is on the other side, but this still shows he’s not a threat. Zayn answers at the third ring. “Lou?” he asks, confusion seeping into his voice. “Zed,” Louis says quietly, trying to keep his tone as calm as possible. “Zed, I’ve found Harry. He’s feral.”

Or, Louis' life in his newfound Pack gets disrupted by an old flame coming back for him, shifted and feral.

＊ No Surprises by @louislittletomlintum [E, 21k, Harry/Louis]

The thing was, Louis worked in an office, and it was fine. It could be worse.

But maybe, it could be better.

“I smoke socially, sometimes. Depends who I’m with,” Harry shrugged, taking another puff. Louis watched his soft little lips wrap around it and purse just slightly on the inhale. It wasn’t the first time he considered if Harry was perfectly made just to torment him.

“Hm. I won’t send you to jail for now, then. On crimes of fibbing,” Louis decided benevolently. He was about to open his mouth to spout off some other shite before he saw Harry had a bit of a pensive look in his features despite how his eyes were a little glassy.

“Lou,” he began, and god Louis loved that he’d earned that little nickname off of him. “Can I ask you summat?” Harry added, tapping the ash of the cigarette in the tray before taking another puff.

“You just did,” Louis smiled because Harry walked right into that one. “But I’ll give you another,”

“How did you know you were queer?”

or; an office au where louis is a loveable brat and harry is working himself out

＊ Listening to Intuition by @lululawrence [NR, 5k, Louis/Harry]

Now that Zayn was laying it all out like this, Louis got to wondering… could it be possible that he was never able to get a really good handle on what exactly aromanticism was because he’d never felt romantic attraction, and without that key piece, how could he possibly figure out what it truly meant to be lacking it?

Louis has a good grasp of his own identity and how all the pieces of him fit together in his life as a queer man in a committed relationship with his partner. Or so he thinks until his favorite aroace TikTok creator shows him another possibility he may have previously overlooked. Part 1 of Looking for a Good Time

＊ Smells Like TEAM Spirit by @persephoneflouwers [NR, 10k, Harry/Louis]

Punk Louis and quarterback Harry have been secretly dating for years. Feeling overwhelmed by his commitments, Harry suggests a short break, fearing he can't give Louis enough time. As Louis reflects on his vulnerabilities, Harry struggles on the field without him. Part 1 of ~ Pocket Tales unfolding on Screen ~

＊ If Control is My Religion… by LetTheMusicMoveYou / @letthemusicmoveyou28 [E, 14k, Louis/Harry]

“So just to recap, you’ve been vomiting every single morning, and then you seem to be fine for the rest of the day?”

Louis nods. “Except for yesterday when Liam was eating a tuna sandwich after practice and it smelled vile. Who the hell even likes tuna sandwiches?”

Niall sighs in the way that a disappointed parent might. “Louis, please don’t take this in the wrong way, because I’m not judging you at all. But is there any possibility that you’re pregnant?”

Louis scoffs. Technically, it is possible. Louis’ known he was a male carrier since his routine physical when he was sixteen. But it isn’t actually possible, not really. He and Harry always use a condom.

Except for that one day a few weeks ago when Louis had forgotten to buy more and they couldn’t wait. And the time the week before that when the condom had broke, but they both figured it was probably fine.

Shit.

(Or the one where Louis is a professional football player, who’s in a very mutually beneficial no-strings-attached relationship with the team’s medical trainer Harry. Everything in Louis’ life is exactly how he wants it. Until he finds himself unexpectedly pregnant).

＊ Forward by itsraininginengland / @ilovellama14 [E, 10k, Harry/Louis]

Harry and Louis must keep moving forward.

Quiet scenes from an older Louis and Harry, who are always working to be better together.

＊ Yesterday’s gone (it’ll be better than before) by red_panda28 / @red-pandaaa [E, 3k, Louis/Harry]

Leo’s frown. His attempt to call after Louis. Ed saying he was surprised to see Louis here. All those little moments fell into place the moment he spotted Harry Styles.

Harry Styles, his former bandmate.

Harry Styles, who he hadn’t seen face to face in over three years.

Harry Styles, who was technically still Harry Tomlinson-Styles.

OR Louis and Harry run into each other at the Euros, there's a mix up at the hotel and they have a past

＊ Following the Good Vibes by @lululawrence [NR, 6k, Harry/Louis]

"Oh my god, I can't believe it's really you!" Zayn said with a wide smile, hands on his hips as if he was truly stunned over the fact this guy was sitting just a couple of seats behind him. "I thought it might be when I heard your voice, but I haven't seen you in years! How are you doing..."

It was then Zayn realized he didn't have a fucking clue what this guy's name was and he was pretending they were long lost friends.

After an awkward pause, Zayn finally tacked on, "...Chad!"

When Zayn rescues a stranger named Harry from an awkward plane ride beside a total dick, he doesn't think much of it. Harry as the chance to pay it forward on a later flight, and in doing so he just might set into motion pieces that will determine the path his future takes. Part 2 of Looking for a Good Time

＊ It's Not That I Don't Want You by @parmahamlarrie [E, 12k, Louis/Harry]

It begins with a benign comment during a night in watching a show with his lovely boyfriend, Louis, and leads Harry to a months long journey to understand himself better. Will Harry figure out what makes him feel so different from everyone else? And will he find the courage to tell his boyfriend?

Or a character study into Ace Harry with the most supportive boyfriend, Louis.

＊ I'd Rather You (Hold Me)by we_are_the_same / @so-why-let-your-voice-be-tamed [T, 14k, Zayn/Louis]

He frowns when he hears the dial tone. By now, he knows just how many times the sound will come through, tinny on the speakers, before it clicks over to voicemail, and yet he still feels his heart trip over itself whenever the voice first comes through.

“Hi, you’ve reached Zayn-”

He sighs, rubbing at his forehead, where his headache always tends to bloom when he’s stressed. “Fuck’s sake,” he grumbles, disconnecting the call and resisting the childish urge to redial immediately, knowing that if Zayn’s not picking up now, he won’t no matter how much Louis bugs him.

It’s just - this isn’t like them. It isn’t like Zayn to dodge his calls for days, not unless he’s seriously incapacitated or dead, but if that were the case, Louis would’ve heard. Because Louis is his emergency contact, for one, and both their families know how much they mean to one another. Someone would’ve called, if something had happened, unless Zayn was dead in his own house, and, oh God, what if Zayn’s dead in his own house and Louis has been mentally calling him a dickhead while he’s rotting on the bathroom floor?

Spoiler: Zayn isn't dead. There is however, suddenly a baby.

＊ coming home by @nouies [E, 2k, Louis/Harry]

It’s coming home, one way or another.

＊ Never Wanted Love, Just A Fancy Car by LiveLaughLoveLarry / @loveislarryislove [M, 7k, Harry/fLouis]

“Anyways,” the man says, “someone as handsome as you shouldn’t be sitting all alone with an empty glass. Can I get you a drink?”Louis raises an eyebrow, snorting. “It’s an open bar,” he says. “The company is buying the drinks.”“Well.” The man laughs nervously. “I suppose so. But it is my company, so. I guess I already bought you a drink?”Louis feels his head jerk up in surprise, his mouth falling open as he looks into the face of COO Harry Styles, son of founder and CEO Desmond Styles.

When graphic designer Louis gets asked out by C-suite executive Harry, he thinks Harry is trying to take advantage of him. But he's willing to take advantage of him right back, if that's what it takes to get ahead in life and get his sister's new business off the ground.

＊ your brightest star by staybeautiful / @harruandlou [E, 35k, Louis/Harry]

“My baby,” Louis whispered into Harry’s neck, closing his eyes tightly into the embrace. Harry squeezed him closer and Louis could feel him nodding into his throat before he kissed him gently behind the ear.

“I love you,” Harry mumbled into his shoulder.

He tried to move closer, but they were already pressed together from cheek to where their ankles were tangled precariously together. “Me too, me too.”

“I’ve missed you so much,” he whispered, just for Louis’ ears. They swayed slightly, like a delicate dance to the distilled noise around them.

“Oh, darling. Sunshine.”

Or a series of timestamps from the sunshine, baby! universe 𖤓 Part 2 of you're the sun to me

＊ we could be enough by @hellolovers13 [M, 5k, Harry/Louis]

“You know I am flirting with you, right?”

Louis freezes mid-bite. Just manages not to choke on his steak.

Harry laughs a bit too loudly, almost like he’s nervous. “Yeah, should’ve known you weren’t the observant kind. You think I get this dressed up for a random dinner with a mate on a Tuesday night?”

or Louis never imagined anyone could love him for who he truly is.

Then he meets Harry.

＊ Just The Way You Are by @enchantedlandcoffee [G, 780 words, Louis/Harry]

"Do you miss it?" "Miss what, love?" He could hear the frown in Louis’ voice, and tried to subtly release soothing pheromones into the kitchen "You know...sex and all that." "Where's this coming from, Haz?"

Or, the one where Harry confesses his worries, and Louis reassures him. Part 1 of I Just Wanna Love You

＊ This Feels Like Home by @enchantedlandcoffee [G, 300 words, Harry/Louis]

After one too many nights alone in a hotel bed, Harry flies home on a whim to surprise his husband.

[nimuetheseawitch]

SGA Summer Vacation Recs

So, a few weeks ago, a friend asked for longfic recommendations to read while on vacation, and I did not really realize how many I was recommending at the time. Seemed like a good idea to make a post about it.

Time in a Bottle by astolat, 14K (not originally on my list because it was too short, but it's too perfect for a summer reading list, so I added it), McShep, Rated E, Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings To see a World in a Grain of Sand / And a Heaven in a Wild Flower / Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand / And Eternity in an hour.

The Long Dark (series) by @logicgunn, 141K, McShep, Rated G-E but the first is M, Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings An astronomical event causes two strangers to crash land on a remote island in the frozen Canadian north. Cue a fluffy slow burn in a survival setting.

Lord John Sheppard Versus Earth by LitGal, 61K, McShep, Rated M, Graphic Depictions of Violence Canon diverged before Jackson found Atlantis. The IOC stepped in and decided to make things more efficient. A gene testing program brought Major John Sheppard into the program earlier, but budget constraints and international treaties have kept Dr. Jackson out of the antarctic. So now John has to find his own team--and his own geek--or he's in danger of being stuck in the mountain forever as a light switch. However, as the universe changes, fate forces some things to return to proper form, and other things… they get wildly out of control. John isn't sure how he came to be Earth's enemy, but he's going to have to deal with the cards he's dealt.

Teamwork by onthewaters, 24K, McShep and others, Rated E, Graphic Depictions of Violence There is an Earth where things have turned out a little differently, and the people who go to Atlantis aren't quite the ones we know. AKA The one where Rodney is a Mountie.

The Doctor and the Sheppard by @hero-in-waiting, 70K, McShep, Rated E They've been in Pegasus for a year before Rodney is finally allowed to go off-world to meet with the mysterious leader of a group of allies against the wraith. The first meeting goes well, sending them down a path none of them could've foreseen, and leaving Rodney with thoughts of the mysterious leader with his bright eyes and dark hair.

The Hard Prayer by Rheanna, 30K, McShep, Rated M One year after the end of the world, John meets another survivor.

In Sickness and in Health by @a-storm-of-roses, 31K, McShep, Rated E "So I told a little lie, just to get you back to Atlantis. It was the only way, so try not to get too mad. I told them we were married.” When John suffers a major, life-changing injury on Earth, Rodney must pretend to be his husband to ensure his return to Atlantis. As he struggles to navigate recovery and accept his new reality, John must also come to terms with his new role as Rodney's husband and the new dynamics in their relationship. A story of healing, recovery, loss, love, and acceptance.

Enigma by sgamadison, McShep, 32K, McShep, Rated E, Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings During an off-world mission, a piece of Ancient technology transports Rodney and John on a one-way trip to a deserted airfield. Working together to get back, it takes a vivid dream to make Rodney realize what's been in front of him all along.

Bridges by bussaiko, 52K, McShep, Rated E Engineer Rodney McKay went to North Carolina's Crystal Coast to help his sister design a series of bridges. He hoped to rebuild his career following a professional disaster; he didn't expect to be drawn into the small community of Athos Island, where he found friendship and perhaps something more with helicopter pilot John Sheppard. But when Rodney tries to learn more about John's past, what he discovers might tear them apart. (non-Stargate AU)

Apocalypse Rising by sian1359, 81K, McShep, Rated M, Graphic Depictions of Violence The Goa'uld are not the only ones who covet Earth.

Zen and the Art of Jumper Maintenance by Indybaggins, 39K, McShep, Rated M The one where Rodney gets sucked in and John… follows. Featuring a quirky John, Rodney in orange robes, crazy Ancient-worship, sheep milking and jumpers that aren't broken but need to be fixed anyway.

Black Helicopters (series) by whizzy, 141K, McShep, Rated T-E but the first is M, Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Screw the bet. Rodney was going to prove the existence of extraterrestrial intelligence. Oh, and incidentally, he might just catch the United States Air Force with their pants around their ankles.

Pegasus Purgatorio by MrsHamill, 127K, McShep, Rated E, Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings It is difficult to write a paradise when all the superficial indications are that you ought to write an apocalypse. It is obviously much easier to find inhabitants for an inferno or even a purgatorio. (Ezra Pound) Yeah, I'd say that about covers it, Ezra. John and Rodney are left behind when Atlantis (and, by extension, Pegasus) is evacuated. While returning to the Milky Way, they decide to bring a few friends along.

What A Wonderful Bunker You Would Make by ocdindeed, 50K, McShep, Rated M Summary in simple words: Rodney is recluse and John has a kid. Summary in not so simple words: Rodney McKay has given up on the world, living a simple life up on a mountain devoid of people. He likes it that way, at least he did until a kid with a full head of dark hair ambled up his dirt driveway and changed his sequestered life forever. (AU - Set during SG1 & Pre-SGA timeline.)

G******, Tramps, and Thieves* (series) by auburn, 372K, McShep and a whole lot more, Rated T-M, Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con, later fics Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Vala Mal Doran and her partners, renegades Jehan abd-Ba'al and Meredith McKay, hijack the Tau'ri ship Prometheus and leave the Milky Way behind in search of the Lost City of the Ancients, Atlantis.

*I censored this title due to a common racial slur

[wangxianficfinder]

In the mood for...

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1. Hi Mods, I hope you're doing well. Do you have any more Non-Yunmeng Wei Wuxian fics. I've read all the ones in the compilation you have.

Thank you so much! @iseverelydislikeeveryone

Crimson Promise by IceQueen95 (T, 148k, wangxian, JC/WQ, JYL/JZX, wen WWX, fem WWX, angst w/ happy ending, sunshot campaign, canonical character death)

🧡 Resplendence by FrozenMarVel ( E, 166k, WIP, WangXian, CS Lives, Rouge cultivator WWX, Crossdressing, Canon Divergence, Fix-It of sorts, Fluff, Explicit smut)

Heart of the Beast by WaitForTheSnitch (E, 132k, WIP, WangXian, WWX Isn’t Adopted by the Jiāngs, Adopted WWX, WWX is a Niè, Canon Divergence, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Oblivious WWX, Protective NMJ, Scheming NHS, Protective NHS, Soft NMJ, NMJ is So Done, NHS Is A Little Shit, Pining, LWJ Has Feelings)

The Phoenix embraced the Sun by Lament_4Piligrim (M, 21k, WWX/WRH, Female WWX, Canon Divergence, No Sunshot Campaign, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Time Travel Fix-It, Donghua WRH, Good Person WRH, Past wangxian, Older WWX, Six Great Clans, Wei Clan exists, Wei Clan practises demonic cultivation and world being ok with that, Wei Ying becomes Madam Wen, She loves and is loved, Sentient Burial Mounds, Wei Ying adopts Wen Ruohan's sons and teachs them love, Protective Wei Sect, Protective Wēn Sect, WRH has some mental issues, CSSR & WCZ Live, ,Family Feels, Slow Burn, Sect Leader Wen bashing, WWX's got a little brother, Dark Past, Self-Sacrificing WWX, WIP)

When Flowers Spring from Killing Things by windsweptice (B0redaf) (Not rated, 100k, wangxian, Wen WWX, Demonic Cultivation, WWX Has No Golden Core, he's got a resentful one instead, Yīn Iron, WRH pov, LWJ pov, WWX pov, WWX Isn't Adopted by the Jiāngs, Sentient Burial Mounds, XY Is A Little Shit, WQ pov, Protective WWX, Protective WQ, Cinnamon Roll WN, Protective WN, LXC pov, BAMF WWX, Burning of the Cloud Recesses, Fall of Lotus Pier, Cultivation Discussion Conferences, BAMF LWJ, BAMF WN, BAMF WQ, Good Person WX, WWX Has a New Golden Core, Cloud Recesses Shenanigans, Weddings)

With you is all I need to know by mocheng (M, 47k, wangxian, Bottom LWJ/Top WWX, Dom WWX/Sub LWJ, Older WWX, Rogue Cultivator WWX, POV Multiple, OCs, Curses, Light Dom/sub, Embedded Images, Case Fic)

teeth pushing together, hands clasped by SpeedingCheetah (T, 24k, LSZ & WWX, wangxian, LWJ & WWX, Canon Divergence, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Implied/Referenced Suicide, POV WWX, YLLZ WWX, WWX Adopts LSZ, WWX is BSSR's Disciple, Rogue Cultivator WWX, highly implied lwj/wwx during the war, Post-Sunshot Campaign, Pining WWX, triggers are in the notes)

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2. Hey there, lovely people! There are plenty of fics where WWX time travels into the past, but I'm wondering if there are any where he travels forward in the timeline (not just as some sort of 'glimpse of &/or conversation with his future self' deal, but actually ending up in the future). Like maybe something where his 13/16 years of not being around is because he literally skipped over those years? @thispatternismine

Confusion by Vrishchika (Not rated, 5k, wangxian, time travel)

Would You Come Home? by s6115 (Not rated, 46k, WangXian, Junior Quartet Centric, Time Travel Fix-It, Canon Divergence, Junior Quartet Dynamics) this story doesn't feature a lot of actual wwx (tho he very much plays a part) but technically it fits the prompt and it's a great fic

Through The Abyss by bluesloth (T, 53k, WIP, WWX & JL & JC, Time Travel, Canon Era, Friendship, Drama, Humor, Explicit Language, Canon-Typical Violence, Canonical Character Death)

忘不了你的爱 (can't forget your love) by PorcupineGirl (G, 25k, WangXian, Time Travel, Modern with Magic, Modern Cultivators AU, Canon Divergence, Time Traveler WWX, discussion of canonical character deaths, a whole lot of handwaving, conveniently localized fires, Discussion of Canonical Suicide Attempt, mostly happy but slightly bittersweet ending)

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3. Hiiiii! I’m in the mood for stalker WWX and/or LWJ aaand age difference/power dynamics btw wx :)

Obelus by Celestios (Not rated, 167k, wangxian, rape/non-con, non-con elements, NO rape, Non-Consensual Spanking, Non-Consensual Punishments, Spanking, Punishments, Dubious Morality, Dubious Consent, physical discipline, Physical Abuse, Toxic Relationships, Abusive Relationship, Kidnapping, Stockholm Syndrome, mention of violence, mention of drugs, Mention of alcohol, Possessive Behavior, Obsessive Behavior, Unhealthy Relationships, dark LWJ, Baker WWX, Bodyguard WN, Mentions of weapons, Gun mentions, Slow Burn, Long, Doctor WQ, Self Medicating, WWX has ADHD, Trauma Bonding, Psychological Manipulation, Gaslighting, Organized Crime, underground crime, Underground business, illegal business)

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4. Hi! a) any canonverse fics where wwx pretends to be a woman?

b) might be overlap with above but fics where identity of yll is a secret? wwx can be though dead or doing a double life, i just wanna see ppl being afraid of this new super powerful player on the board @chellsky

4A)

By Any Other Name by ShanaStoryteller (Not Rated, 31k, Wangxian, Canon Divergence, Crossdressing, Misunderstandings, Identity Porn, Identity reveal)

Fruit-Bearing Pool by rei_moon (T, 46k, wangxian, Mpreg, Crack Treated Seriously, Magical Pregnancy, Magical Pool, Out of Character, Inspired by Journey to the West’s Motherhood River, Historical Inaccuracy, WWX became a business mogul to feed his growing family, Minor OCs, Slow Build, Attempt at Humor, Crossdressing, For disguise purposes, Fix-It of Sorts, WWX and JZX being human disasters together, Misunderstandings, WIP)

crushed ceramic by doyeorem (pomellogranate) (T, 10k, JC & JL & WWX, Twin Prides of Yúnmèng Feels, Yúnmèng Siblings Feels, Yúnmèng Jiāng Sect, Family Feels, Genderqueer WWX, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, i think, Misunderstandings, re: lxc, Disguise, Crossdressing, Whump, but it’s more mentioned/implied then detailed, Sibling Bonding, uncle bonding)

My Leaves Reach Ever for the Sun by nonplussed (T, 26k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Fix-It, Crossdressing, Idiots in Love, Sharing a Bed, Happy Ending, Mutual Pining)

deeper than the ink by loosingletters (M, 44k, JC & WWX, LSZ & WWX, WQ & WWX & WN, JYL/JZX, wangxian, Canon Divergence, Fix-It of Sorts, Hurt/Comfort, Family, WQ Lives, Not Everyone Dies au, Sibling Bonding, Good Sibling JC, Good Sibling WWX, Yúnmèng Jiāng Sect, Cultivation Sect Politics, Communication, Secrets, Lies, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Trans WWX, Crossdressing, Child LSZ, Pre-Relationship, WIP) first in the series of in the name of love

今非昔比 Jīn fēi xī bǐ by XieJianRou (Not rated, 119k, wangxian, time travel fix-it, fem WWX)

4B)

The Scarlet Lotus by rainbowninja167 (M, 137k, WangXian, Marriage of Convenience, Secret Identity, Fix-It, Angst with a Happy Ending, It Gets Worse Before It Gets Better, Canon-Typical Violence, canon-typical war crimes, Yunmeng Bros, the mortifying ordeal of getting seduced by your own husband, nonlinear chronology we die like cql, just kidding nobody dies in this fic, Slow Burn, Mutual Pining, Miscommunication)

only the dead (have seen the end of war) by comforting_monachopsis (T, 42k, WangXian, Temporary Amnesia, BAMF WWX, Sad LWJ, Grief/Mourning, Mild Gore, Medical Inaccuracies, Secret Identity, Loss of Identity, Identity Porn, The Science of Cultivation, This Is Not Going To Go The Way You Think, Angst and Humor, Crossdressing, WWX is Bad at Feelings)

if you can’t beat them, recruit them by moeblobmegane (T, 228k, Time Travel Fix-It, Conspiracy, Spies & Secret Agents, Team as Family, Found Family)

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5. A) wwx older than jyl n jc

B) wwx taking care of/being responsible for jc n jyl

C) anything that fits the song ' we have each other - Alec Benjamin '

5A)

a decade more to breathe by loosingletters (T, 2k, JYL & WWX, JC & WWX, Canon Divergence, Older Sibling WWX, Fix-It, Family, Hurt/Comfort, WWX is a Jiāng, just a bit of sect politics)

After We Say This series by TiredAndTired (T, 10k, wangxian, LXC & LWJ, LXC & WWX, JC & WWX & JYL, Age Swap, Age Reversal, Good Parent YZY & JFM, Pining, First Dates, NHS Ships It, Give LWJ Friends, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Family Feels, Secret pregnancy, Implied/Referenced Sex, Mpreg)

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6. For the the itmf can we have some classic there is only one bed / stuck in a tiny space wangxian? Can be canon or au just put them boys in situations!

The Look You Give by alightbuthappypen (dairyme) (E, 8k, wangxian, Sharing a Bed, First Time, Cloud Recesses Study Arc, Anal Fingering, Bottom LWJ, PWP, Porn with Feelings)

Three Days, Two Nights by ScarlettStorm (E, 21k, WangXian, modern au with cultivation, Canadian Shack, only it's in rural china so the shack is not canadian, Comedy, Pining, snuggling for warmth, Getting Together, Trans WWX, Food as a Metaphor for Love, Kissing, Vaginal Fingering, Frottage, only wwx is a dude so it's not really cunnilingus, it's getting his dick sucked, switch rights) Stuck in a cabin, UST, trans male WWX, good stuff!

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7. For your next itmf I'm looking for fics that features a petty lwj and people, especially wwz and juniors calling him out on it

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8. Helloooo I sent an ask a while back about fics that go into Wei Wuxian using his "A-Xian is three years old!" Phrase as a way to cope with his childhood trauma (like him actually reverting to three sometimes or using it as a way to avoid things...etc). It's been a while since I sent it in and someone did write a fic based on that ask if I remember correctly, but I was wondering if any new fics popped up about it? Please let me know! (Also no sexual age play pls)

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9. hello! thank you for your hard work, and the followers for the help. ITMF a long wwx-centric fic where he is appreciated, and there's very little romance (not much pining and mooning from wwx)

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10. Hey mods ~ A) can you suggest me any fics where Lwj is extremely obsessed with Wei ying ...

B) or Any college/ university Au wangxian but with fluff @selflovingmedj

10A)

A Matter of Time by mrcformoso (E, 44k, WangXian, Time Travel Fix-It, POV LWJ, POV JC, Dark LWJ, Manipulation, Grooming, WangXian Get a Happy Ending, Consensual Underage Sex, Except problematic please read warning in first chapter, Blood and Violence, Insane LWJ, Manic LWJ, Conditioning, WWX is a Lán, Minor Character Death, Confused JC, Golden Core Reveal, Good Friend NHS, WWX Isn’t Adopted by the Jiāngs, Abusive Jiāng Family, Jiāng Family Bashing, Jiāng Family Critical, POV NHS, Dark NHS, Anal Sex, Marathon Sex, Dual Cultivation, Qīnghéng-jūn Lives, LWJ Has a Big Dick, WWX Self-Lubricates, Plot Twists, Porn With Plot, Scheming NHS, Manipulative NHS, BAMF LWJ, BAMF WWX)

Obelus by Celestios (Not rated, 167k, wangxian, rape/non-con, non-con elements, NO rape, Non-Consensual Spanking, Non-Consensual Punishments, Spanking, Punishments, Dubious Morality, Dubious Consent, physical discipline, Physical Abuse, Toxic Relationships, Abusive Relationship, Kidnapping, Stockholm Syndrome, mention of violence, mention of drugs, Mention of alcohol, Possessive Behavior, Obsessive Behavior, Unhealthy Relationships, dark LWJ, Baker WWX, Bodyguard WN, Mentions of weapons, Gun mentions, Slow Burn, Long, Doctor WQ, Self Medicating, WWX has ADHD, Trauma Bonding, Psychological Manipulation, Gaslighting, Organized Crime, underground crime, Underground business, illegal business) link in #3

10B)

But really, why? by Scrippio (T, 52k, wangxian, modern, college/university au)

how to fall in love with a catfish: a guide by wei wuxian (disaster rat) by bwyn, Yuisaki (T, 54k, WangXian, Modern AU, College/University, Actors, Multimedia, Online Friendship, Drunken Shenanigans, Hijinks & Shenanigans, Underage Drinking, Drinking Games, Families of Choice, Fluff and Angst, Slow Burn, Catfish AU)

we’ll get him falling for a stranger (or a catfish) by sweetlolixo (T, 38k, WangXian, Modern AU, College AU, Catfish AU, Eventual Happy Ending, Crossdressing WWX, Pining LWJ, Fluff, Humor, lwj is a grade A+ SIMP, Identity Porn)

The Twin Jade Problem by bonyenne (T, 22k, WangXian, LWJ & LXC, Getting Together, Modern AU, College/University, comedic misunderstandings, Miscommunication, Yes a little bit of angst BUT IT IS RESOLVED (relatively) quickly, POV Multiple, POV Third Person Limited, Happy endings for all involved, Humor)

(Planning the Day) To Meet You by Bettydice (E, 61k, WangXian, Modern AU, College/University, Mutual Pining, WWX raises A-Yuàn, minimum angst, MAXIMUM GAY, Self-indulgent fluff, Slow Burn, Eventual Smut, POV LWJ, Happy Ending, Getting Together, Falling In Love, Masturbation, Blow Jobs, Hand Jobs, Anal Sex, Intercrural Sex)

the earthquake in the room by phnelt (E, 39k, WangXian, College/University, Modern: No Powers, Canada, Getting Together, Mentions of lwj/others, inter-faculty romance, strangers to lovers to frenemies to lovers, mostly book characterisation)

Stumbling Into You by Magnolia822 (E, 39k, WangXian, College/University, Modern AU, Getting Together, Friends to Lovers, Practice Kissing, Bisexuality, Coming Out, New York City, Denial of Feelings, Mutual Pining, Hand Jobs, Jealousy, Light Angst, Fluff and Smut, Slow Burn, Past WWX/MM, Underage Drinking, Recreational Drug Use, Family Dynamics, Falling In Love, Found Family, Unsafe Sex, Minor Character Death, Grief/Mourning)

The epic college romance between Wei Ying and Lan Zhan by KizuKatana (E, 58k, wangxian, modern, college/university au, Guest-starring the belated but incendiary sexual awakening of Lan Zhan, 3rd person pov, Su She is hyperfixated on Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan does his best to pretend Su She doesn't exist, Wei Ying isn't even pretending he really doesn't notice Su She exists, MianMian exists and is awesome, implied offscreen wangxian sex, First Time, Lan Zhan's Horny Grip, Lan Zhan does not know what hit him and yet somehow he still realizes it before Wei Ying, canon wangxian dynamics, Lan Zhan starts off annoyed at Wei Ying, But quickly discovers both his competency kink and a caretaking kink, Genius WWX)

in ever deepening degrees by typefortydeductions (E, 26k, wangxian, modern, college/university au, Mutual Pining, Fluff and Angst, Dom/sub, Non-Binary NHS, trans LSZ, Smut, lil bit of genderplay)

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11. (disclaimer: i appreciate the effort it takes to write every fic, and regardless of /my/ personal preference, the authors and many people love all kinds of fics obviously) so! may i ask for stories that contain some switching, but still have ****good**** novel characterization of lwj and wwx? i usually filter them out entirely due to preference (i mean yeah yiling laozu hot but he's still wei ying) and i feel like im missing out on some good stuff. thank you! (if d/s then dom lwj ofc!)

Not sure if these fit the bill, but they always read as cql but with novel characterizations. And they are so good. Post-cql setting for both:

out in the garden, there's things you hid away by saltyfeathers (E, 121k, WangXian, Possession, Animal Death, mass death event, Suicidal Thoughts, Suicide Attempt(s), lotta hurt lotta comfort, wwx-centric, unfortunately there's also a bodily fluids warning, just like a lot of bodily fluids, there is sex and it is all in the last chapter, Serious Injuries, Angst with a Happy Ending, Post canon)

and

Boy Trouble, We've Got Double by saltyfeathers (E, 59k, WangXian, Post-Canon, Case Fic, betrothed to someone else, Pining, Unresolved Sexual Tension, WWX POV, Protective wwx, WWX centric, explicit stuff only happens between wangxian, (or wwx and his own hand), Masturbation, Alcohol, Consensual Non-Consent, Additional Warnings In Author's Note, straight boy WWX) both by saltyfeathers. A lot of angst in these! All of their Wangxian fics I've read are soooo good.

The Strength to Hold Him by Toshokanin (E, 7k, WangXian, Post-Canon, PWP, Porn with Feelings, Tender, horny, Bottom LWJ/Top WWX, Rimming, Blow Jobs, Light Bondage, Anal Sex, A hint of sex magic, Dual Cultivation, Overstimulation, a soupçon of sex tears, Aftercare, Established Relationship)

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12. in the mood for fics where the whipping caused lwj to suffer permanent consequences (more severe than the three years of "seclusion" + permanent scars). bonus points if he dies because of it

Despair by AmiraAlzilu (M, 3k, wangxian, LXC & LWJ, LQR & LWJ, LXC & LQR, major character death, Angst, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Grieving LXC, Grieving LQR, LQR Is So Done, Dead LWJ, Dead WWX)

Restart from the End by EmBlu (IcyDeath) (G, 72k, wangxian, major character death, resurrection, role reversal, canon divergence, yiling wei sect au, angst, hurt/comfort,  hurt LWJ, angry WWX, WIP)

the map of days by everythingispoetry (M, 20k, wangxian, canon divergence, angst, hurt/comfort, permanent injury, recovery, disability, parenthood, character study, 13 years of WWX's death)

the anteroom of golden age by everythingispoetry (M, 92k, wangxian, Canon Divergence, Disability, Recovery, Mental Health Issues, Grief/Mourning, Hurt/Comfort, Families of Choice, Developing Relationship) Ah I just realised for #12 that the story I recced is actually the sequel to the map of days which you already had listed 🤦‍♀️ however it can be read as a stand-alone which is what I had done as I didn’t realise it was part of a series. anteroom focuses on wangxian and is set after mo manor, whereas the first story is lwj-centric and set during the immediate aftermath of the whipping and takes place during the 13 years of wwx being dead.

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13. Do you know any fics similar to concord by deastar??

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14. Hello! ITMF any canon-era stories which focus heavily on spells or the more magical side of cultivation? Could be a curse gone awry, WWX creating a bunch of spells, the juniors attending a mysticism class, etc. Thank you thank you!

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15. Hello, itmf for heavy angst due to misunderstandings between WWX and LWJ like something where LWJ doesn't trust WWX which upsets WWX. Would you please suggest 3 or 4 fictions like that? Thank you in advance. @paraffin22

我的皇后是農民 | sowing seeds in the cold palace by sweetlolixo (E, 78k, WIP, WangXian, Imperial Palace, Emperor LWJ, Imperial Consort WWX, Farmer WWX, Angst, Romance, Wingman LJY, Wife-chasing-LWJ, Arranged Marriage, Best Boy A-Yuan, not LWJ friendly) not bcuz trust issues b/w them, but super agnsty; i cried so much

Concord by Deastar (T, 41k, WangXian, Arranged Marriage, Gūsū Lán Sect Rules, Depression, Canon Divergence, Angst with a Happy Ending) This is a seriously angsty fic because of LWJ's misunderstandings of WWX and he definitely doesn't trust him. Not sure if that's what they're looking for but it broke me quite a few times.

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16. may i ask for fics similar to this one? (It's we that you are for by Vir_Abelasan)

to quote the author's note: One of my biggest kink is for CR study arc wwx to have a teacher like post-timeskip lwj - just someone who would actually take his curiosities and ideas seriously and build a structure around that instead of just trying to stuff him into an ill-fitting, existing structure. [doesn't have to be teacher lwj]

In Walls of Glass by Comfect (T, 43k, LQR & WWX, WangXian, XiCheng, Good Uncle LQR, Teacher LQR, Canon Divergence, Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Fix-It, Butterfly Effect, JC friendly, Family Feels, Cultivation Theory, POV LQR, Seriously the only WWX Bashing is in the first chapter or so and is canonical in LQR’s head, Initial WWX Bashing, Eventual WWX Appreciation, JC appreciation)

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17. hello!!! hope you’re having a great day!! for the next ITMF, I would like to see if there are more fics like Confusion, with the immortal cultivators in modern era! @darlingjunebug

不忘 | Don’t Forget by dragongirlG (E, 50k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Time Travel, Reincarnation, Fix-It of Sorts, Identity Porn, Social Media, Devotion, Reunions, Feelings, Family, Angst with a Happy Ending, Light Bondage, Names, References to Canon, Modern Era, Artist WWX, Sexual Content, Pining, POV Multiple, Additional Warnings In Author’s Note)

A Grand Immortal Made Me Soup by s6115 (G, 5k, JC & WWX, wangxian, canon divergence, Immortal JC, LWJ, Immortality, Alternate Universe, Yunmeng Duo Days, Twin Prides of Yúnmèng Feels, JC & WWX Reconciliation, Jiang Cheng used his immortality to grow and mature, Wei Ying finally reincarnates and the immortal Jiang Cheng isn't going to fail this time, Jiāng Yànlí's Pork Rib and Lotus Root Soup, Good Sibling JC)

Guide by Rainewritesfanfics (G, <1k, LXC & WWX, LXC & LWJ, wangxian, modern, reincarnation au, Immortality, Brothers, Immortal LXC, Immortal LWJ, Reincarnated WWX, Family)

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If you didn’t get an answer to your ask here, don’t forget to make use of @mdzs-kinkmeme and MDZS KINK MEME on Dreamwidth. Authors actually do use them for ideas. You may get what you order!***Your prompt doesn’t have to be kink! Fluff, crack, whatever - it’s all good!***

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"Everybody wants somebody"

A song mingi x reader fic

Based on keshi's new song "bodies"

Songs could also vary to "skinny love" by birdy. "Exile" by Taylor swift and Bon iver. And also "the story never ends" by lauv

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Overview: Mingi used to be your everything. Meeting at his debut performance, you were enamoured by him. Enchanted at first sight. And soon you found yourself 3 months into dating the man who stole your heart. But as time went on, mingi's fame became too much for you to handle and your relationship fell apart right infront of your eyes.

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Warnings: mingi is a bit of an ass but he doesn't mean it. Rockstar themes. Idol!mingi. non idol reader. Rich!mingi. Kinda sugardaddy!mingi. Angst. Upsetting themes. Heavy themes of suicide and drug use by reader. Drinking. San and wooyoung are readers' comfort. Yunho can't pick sides. Seonghwa is adorable. Partial fluff. Band leader mingi! Mingis is a bit of a criminal. Mingis is a bit toxic but only a lil.

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Mingi was everything you dreamed of. His personality, his laugh, his smile, and every part of him were intoxicating to be in the presence of.

The way he acted to you had you feeling like the Queen of the world. Being with mingi was all about expensive dates. helicopter rides, and private jets everywhere. Luxurious hotels and penthouses full of lush interiors and champagnes worth thousands of dollars. He would shower you in lavish jewels like emeralds and sapphires. special edition Cartier bracelets he Somehow got a hold of first. Rings of 24k gold encrusted with diamonds worth more than your house and earrings that could put a chandelier to shame.

Despite mingis rockstar attitude and tough exterior. He wasn't scary to you. A big softie at heart to you and you only. People often were confused at how he could upkeep your princess looks. A rockstar with alcohol dripping from his mouth every day so that his baby could wear the pearl earrings she wanted last week.

Mingi would do absolutely anything for you. But he wouldn't acknowledge that your relationship was falling apart at the seams. After one of Ateez's concerts in LA, you stood backstage, staring at yourself in the mirror, considering if runny eye-liner and smudged lipstick after every show was how you wanted to spend your life.

San knocked gently at your door, and you quickly turned your head away from him.

"You can't hide from me"

San came and sat on the red leather couch, his knees entering your sight as you stared at the black carpeted floor. Your head was racing a million miles an hour with the haze of a vodka + raspberry gin combination and the smell of cigarettes flowing into the room from outside.

"I can't do it anymore, San. This life is killing me, I can't take another die-hard fan on the internet telling me to kill myself because I get to fuck mingi and she doesnt"

The both of you lightly laughed, but San knew how serious the situation was. Threats and hate online were a normal thing you got. People messaging you and telling you that you're "just with mingi for his money" or that you were a "homie hopper" and are actually the groups sex slave.

Hundreds of fans harassed you in real life and otherwise. You felt that no matter what you did, you couldn't get them to like you. Luckily, there was a bigger portion of the fan base that defended you and gave you praise online, defending off the haters for you.

For that, you were grateful, but you couldn't take it anymore. Having to keep up with it was like trying to run on sand.

"It's a tough life" San started "everyone accepts that in this industry"

He cleared his throat. "But you don't have to"

You looked up at him with a messy face and glossy eyes. Your bun was in a tragic state and you had lost one of your dior earrings during the concert which you felt guilty about, you knew mingi had waited months to buy them for you.

You didn't feel like a million bucks anymore.

And while you tried to excuse the fans' behaviour toward you, tonight you had truly reached your limit.

"I can't just leave. What am I if I'm not the rockstar's girlfriend San?" Your hands were flopping around as you tried to make your point.

Gesturing toward photos of you and mingi at his vanity and the table beside you and on the wall. Photos that held memories worth billions. Ones that have and will last eternally. He had one lone photo of your tugged into his vanity mirror frame of you in a wedding dress the day you messed around and bought one for the fun of it.

In the photo, you're laughing and holding a dainty rose in your hand as your body tilts to the side. Moments before disaster. You smiled to yourself before turning back to San.

"There's always a person behind the rockstar. That doesn't have to be you. Everyone in the group knows how much you and mingi love each other, but you're not his shadow love, he knows that, everyone knows that"

San leant his arms on the arm of the couch and put his head in his hand as he looked at you. You picked at the diamonds of your fishnets before you heard the door open to reveal wooyoung.

As he walked to the couch, the smell of strong deodorant came into the room, and you coughed slightly. "I know you don't like the smell of cigarettes"

Wooyoung smiled at you. You were grateful for his gesture, but the strong smell of roses was somehow worse than tobacco.

"Where's mings?" You asked him as he sat at his vanity rubbing off his thick eye-liner.

"He's headed to the shops to pick some food up for everyone. Should be back soon. " Woo shrugged and threw away the ruined tissue.

Mingi, unlike most, didn't care for driving while intoxicated or high. Luckily, you knew he had taken a private ride as it had popped up on your phone that the bands car was arriving at the takeaway.

You rubbed your eye and put your phone on the table. You wanted to undo your tight denim shorts so badly as they crushed your stomach. Hopefully, when mingi returned, he would do it for you.

But you know what the answer will be, so you smile and lay back in your chair waiting for him to return as the rest of the band and their partners huddled into the room.

You weren't close with the girls. Keira, san's girlfriend, was a short dark skinned girl with tattoos and long black braids who had once tried to bring you to one of her and the girls smoking sessions but she was quickly told the fact that you didn't like smoking without mingi, which she immediately understood and politely apologised.

Milani had short red hair with black tips and a bunch of piercings. She was with hongjoong. Milani was quite shy and rarely spoke to you but often waved and gave small smiles. You got the feeling she was afraid of you and your demeanour, which you could only hope joong had told her wasn't personal, but you weren't gonna pry.

And then there was Ashley and Beth, two blondes who had it out for you. Despite the band's warnings that you weren't to be played with, they still tugged your strings like needle to thread. They never did it in front of mingi, afraid that he might tear them apart with his bare hands, but they did do it when the band wasn't around which made you laugh knowing just how pathetic their efforts were.

"Mingi just texted. He's running late because of traffic" Jongho announced.

You sighed and put your head in your hands. Seonghwa stood up and walked to you.

"Let me take you home" he smiled softly.

You didn't want to decline his offer, knowing that he was still sober for now, but later, he would be drunk with everyone else and then you'd have no way home but the bands car and you hated using it.

"Cmon I'll let mingi know okay?"

You nodded and grabbed your phone and purse, waving everyone goodbye before leaving with the hyung. You felt safe with seonghwa as he was the most responsible out of the lot. Of course he still did coke and drank a shit ton, but sober he was like a father to the group, which you were grateful for.

You couldn't deny you felt stood up by mingi. He had promised you that he'd come backstage with you after the show and let you show him your new dresses he ordered you. But he didnt show, and despite the fact that he was on his way here now, you were absolutely exhausted and truly did just want to go home.

On your way into the car park, you watched the bands black Mercedes pull in. Immediately, a confused looking mingi hopped out of the car, his hands curved at his shoulders.

"What's going on?" He asked before he leant down to kiss you softly.

You missed his touch and taste. The feeling of his leather jacket and tailored suit pants rubbing against your exposed skin made your head fuzzy. He smelt divine, and you wanted nothing more than to just push him onto your bed and have him to yourself.

"She wasn't feeling the best so I offered to take her home" seonghwa spoke.

Mingi blinked and looked at you with sympathy. "Are you alright, babygirl?"

You nodded and smiled sweetly at him. Mingi sweeped his fiery orange hair out of his face and turnt to seonghwa.

"Here," he handed the hyung the bag of takeaway containers. "I'll take her home. You go with the others"

Seonghwa politely nodded and accepted mingi's actions. "You want me to cancel the surprise?"

Mingi waved his words away. "No, just have them send it to the pent." he opened the door of his own car, a black vintage corvette.

"Will do. Drive safely, mings. " seonghwa waved the two of you off and walked back inside the building.

As you sat in the soft beige leather seat of his corvette, mingi knew something wasn't right with you. The way your body felt tense under his touch and your eyes drifting off to all different things around you.

"You wanna tell me what's going on?" Mingi looked at you briefly before turning back to the road.

He gripped the steering wheel as he drove with one hand, the other arm leaning on his window, of which was slightly down to let in a cool breeze.

"I just drank something nasty I think"

You yawned and rubbed your neck, sore from constantly jumping up and down to the songs.

"I'll run you a nice bath when we got home okay?" His voice soft and sweet as he reached for hand, switching to his steering wheel arm.

"That sounds really nice, mings."

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At home, you were greeted by your lush penthouse. Ceilings of dark blue and tiles of black. The smell of sweet vanilla cherry candles wafting through the air made you feel warm and fuzzy inside as you sat down to the couch to take your tight heeled boots off.

Mingi came to you with two freshly poured glasses of orange juice. You tilted your head at the rockstar. "You're staying?"

Mingi nodded as he unlaced his heavy boots. "Yeah," he grunted as he took his shoes off. "I don't feel up to drinking tonight"

You wanted to gasp as a joke, but mingi had been struggling with his drinking for a while. He's been trying to cut back for you because he knows how much you hate the smell, and while you appreciated it deeply, you hated taking away that joy of being with his friends from him.

"Mings you don't have to stay here with me. You just bought all that food for the group, " you tried smiling at him but guilt was sucking at you.

"Ah," he put his index finger to the air, stopping you. "There's nowhere else I'd rather be that here with my-"

Mingis loving speech was interrupted by a phone call in his pant pocket. He reached for it and immediately on his face you knew it was one of the boys.

"I'll be back in a sec" he kissed your cheek and walked away. All you heard was a "Hey san" before his voice faded down the hall.

You were left alone with your thoughts, and the fresh juice mingi poured for you, and as the lights of the crystalline chandelier smashed, the clear view of the quiet TV channel became blurry and your ears rung out with voices and humming, you suddenly felt like this would be the last time you would see mingi tonight.

You stood up, shook off your thoughts, and walked down the hall toward yours and mingis bedroom where the conversation on call became more prominent.

"I'm not gonna do that San, I will not accept that fucking answer!" Mingi slammed the bedside table making you jump. "Either you tell them that I'm not doing it or I'm going to tear that pricks head off"

Mingi angrily ended the call just as you approached inside the room, softly pushing the door open to see him in full. Mingi turnt his attention to you and his face immediately softened.

"Did you hear all of that?" He asked as he put his phone by the bed.

You shook your head. "No. I just came from the lounge room, I was gonna make some food but I came to check on you first"

Mingi scoffed and sat on the large bed, sliding his slender tattooed hand through his bright hair.

"You're too sweet, babydoll. I don't deserve you," mingi smiled at you before moving two fingers at you, gesturing for you to come to him.

Like a moth to a flame, you immediately walked to him and straddled his lap. Mingi's large, ringed hands found your waist, snaking up your back. The rockstar let out a throaty sigh of pleasure as you rocked your hips against his bulge.

You whined and tucked your head into his nape as his strong arms held you close to him. Mingi's fingers fiddled with the strings on your Chanel corset top as he smirked up at you with his gleaming, mischievous black eyes. His delicate pink lips parted so slightly.

"You want me?" His voice was soft and taunting.

Mingis' hands held your waist, causing his sleeves to slide down his arms, revealing his rich black tattoos. The pieces were intricate and fine, detailed to precise specifications. His hand tattoos were your favourite. Roses all on the larger area on the top of his hand while thorned vines snaked up his fingers.

On his ring finger was your initial of your first name in a small delicate font.

"Mingi?" You spoke softly.

"Yeah, baby?, what's up?" He drew soft circles on your palm with his thumb.

You looked into his lustre dusted eyes, dark and smooth, like a captivating void. Something lingered behind them, something innocent and harsh. For the first time in a long time, you felt like you couldn't tell him anything. Your breath was tangling your words in your throat.

"Do you like me?"

You regretted the words as soon as they left your mouth.

"Baby, I love you so much. More than anything on this earth." mingi smiled and let a breathy chuckle out, assuming you were joking.

"I know you love me. But do you like me?"

Your eyes pleaded for an answer of any kind. You just wanted a few words or one or maybe two or however many words mingi could let out. You wanted to hear anything fall from his pink lips of despair.

"You're asking if I still like you? After 5 years of being together?" Mingi let go of your waist. "Well of course I do baby"

You shifted off of his lap. The silvery midnight light caught your body, creating a silhouette of ethereal glow. Mingis eyes drifted through your body, staring at your curves. You could tell he was looking past the bigger picture.

"Do you? I think maybe we've been on a date or two in the past 6 months. I mean, I don't even get to stand in the crowd of your concerts!"

You threw your hands up. Your voice was breathy. Mingi stood up, immediately mousing you in stature. "You know why that is baby, it's for yo-"

"For my own safety, I know," you nodded. "That's not the point I'm trying to make mingi"

He wished he could understand what he knew you were trying to say. Because he did love you to the absolute ends of the earth. Mingi would do everything and anything for you. He buys you jewels and clothes. Dresses and hair clips worth hundreds, shoes, and accessories worth thousands. He took you on dates that put billionaires to shame, to clubs and bars full of VIPs and high rollers. Brought you to parties and galas that held people who owned more money than your entire street combined.

But he didn't like you. He gave you the world, but he didn't like you. And while one would say you were stupid and foolish for saying that, but even a fool, deaf and blind, could agree.

"Where is this coming from, baby? Aren't you happy with me?"

You had hoped that mingi would've agreed that he wasn't treating you right so that he wasn't staring at you with his honey sweet eyes. You felt sobbing, breaking down and crying, like falling apart at your loose seams.

"I'm happy mingi. But I want our lives to move forward. I want to have a normal life with you. I can't keep doing this every time, i can't handle the drinking, and the drugs every night"

Tears were brimming your eyes sharply, and as much as it hurt mingi's heart, he didn't know what to do.

"I can't keep trying to kill myself because of your fans. I won't live like this mingi. I won't"

"Please baby, don't do this, I swear I will stop drinking, and I will stop doing drugs, I can change this I can!" Mingi pleaded with you.

You wanted to believe him.

"It's not just you, mings, its the band and their girlfriends and the life you live I just can't do it anymore"

As you said it, the realisation hit you like a bus. If you left, you might never see the band again. You might never get the chance to hug wooyoung again or play Mario kart with yunho, or see hongjoong's little sister graduate.

And you wouldn't marry song mingi.

"I want to believe you, mings, I do, but lately, I just don't believe anything you say. It's hard to when you keep changing dates and times and standing me up"

"I admit I have been doing that a lot, but I can't help my schedule. I have a lot to do and plan. I don't have a say in that"

You knew he was telling the truth. Mingi was in charge of the band themselves, but he wasn't in charge of the scheduling, unfortunately for his behalf. But time was fading quicker and quicker each day. Every night, you felt the sand of the hourglass dripping in grains of torture. Gripping onto you like a pathetic God was faith.

"I will leave the band!" Mingis eyes were hazed over and glossy.

His small plump lips fell into a frown, his nose and cheeks tinted in light pink hues.

"I will leave the band, and I will never speak to any of them again!" Mingi had damn near fell to his knees before you.

You scoffed. "Is that what you think I want for you?! Mingi, you love those boys more than that stuffed rabbit your own mother bought you! I will not let you leave them behind!"

You pointed sharply at the floor as if making your point. Mingis face became contorted into something you felt in the future would be all too familiar. In this moment, you couldn't imagine a future with him anymore. You wouldn't let yourself get to that point of even trying to find it.

"Please," Mingi's hands found your arms.

Slender ringed fingers slid up your arms in a dizzying motion. Slow and tortuous were his actions. Mingis smell invaded your nose, the intoxicating scent of tobacco and candied apples made your knees weak. You felt like jelly in his presence.

"Mingi-" you looked up at him.

How unfortunate it was that he was so beautiful. So pristine and picturesque like a museum of fine art on legs.

"I'm leaving tonight with or without your permission"

You pushed his arms off and went out to the kitchen, terrified of the footsteps approaching rapidly behind you. "You can't just leave! What about us? And our life together? What about all that I've given you? Aren't you grateful for this?"

He meant the penthouse. And the jewels and thousands maybe millions of dollars worth of items and clothing he's bought you. And the dates in helicopters and the VIP tickets into galas. And the beach house he gave you for your 25th and the number of times he's bought decorations for the penthouse that you wanted.

He didn't mean the love. He didn't mean him holding you against walls and fucking you into oblivion. He didn't mean the baths he's given you and the showers you've had together. Or the movies you've watched in bed while eating ice cream or the books you tell him about or the way that late at night he reads his lyrics to you.

You are always the first to hear them.

"What am I if I'm not your man?"

You suddenly felt deja vu.

"I'm so unbelievably grateful for the gifts you give me and the dates and all the things we've done together. But I can't take not having you anymore. Your barely around most days and when you come home after weeks or even months, work still beckons you. I can't have this anymore!"

"We were supposed to get married and spend our lives together! In case you forgot, you were the one who made me want that, " Mingi cried.

Ouch. That stung more than it should have. But you knew that was true. Mingi never wanted to be married or have domesticity before you. Before you he was happy with fucking 3 different girls every night and having flings he couldn't care less about. He was fine with getting drunk and passing out in a bush by the side of the road. He would sign girls boobs and lick whiskey out of their mouths to get them wet. And, of course, he would sneak bucks into their bras with a wink.

But this was before you. And since then, mingi wouldn't even touch another girl if She was his last chance to survive.

"I can change. I can. I know, okay? I know you don't believe me. I know I've been an idiot and a fool and that I've been sloppy with you and lazy in my actions, but I can change that. I will change it all for you in a heartbeat. Your absolutely everything to me"

It hurt you in every possible way that you wanted to just leave. But it hurt you more that feelings of wanting to stay was bubbling inside you. It hurt more that you wanted to get on your knees and hug him and tell him you were sorry for acting like this and that you won't ever be like this again and that you can live happily ever after now.

And it hurt, just a bit, that you knew mingi would forget it all in a blink.

"If" his voice broke "if your going to leave, if this might ever be the last time I'm going to see you in this lifetime"

He reached into his back pocket and gave you a wrinkled piece of paper.

"What is this?" You asked him.

"I won't tell you. I want you to experience it on your own" he rubbed his tears from his eyes.

"I'd hoped it would be easier than this", you whispered.

You sniffled as mingi pulled you into an embrace. "As much as I would kill to have you stay, I can't force you" he spoke into your jacket.

"A part of me hopes you'll grab my leg and tie me to the couch so that I can't" you lightly joked.

Mingi chuckled into your coat. You stood there for five minutes. "You should go", He mumbled.

"I should"

You could have broken down sobbing right then and there as mingi pulled off you. "Please" his lip trembled "please just go. It feels less painful if I ask you to leave",

You nodded and painfully, slowly, trembling, you walked to the door. This was it. This is it? Is this truly how you were going down? Would you really never see mingi again? Not wooyoung or San or yunho? Not any of them? You would never be picked up by seonghwa again or have jongho invite you to movie nights or have yeosang bring you cakes from the bakery he lived near.

You wouldn't have any of it.

"Goodbye, mingi. I hope in the next life we I can kiss you Goodnight"

"Goodbye to you too___, I hope you get everything you want in life"

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Ngl I hope this broke some hearts🙏🥰🥰

[dreaminrainbows]

Happy August! I've decided to start a monthly fic rec and what a better way than with all the lovely fics I've read in July!

Victorian Boy by audreyhheart / @audreyhheart [101k]

Victorian AU. Harry the virgin Duke of Somerset knows little of love, while Louis the sly Duke of Warwick knows too much. When the two dukes come together for the Bilsdale fox hunt in York, Harry finds himself drawn into Louis' bed. But when secrets from Louis' dark past come to light, Harry fears that the fox isn't the only one being hunted.

you are my destiny (you are the reason that i still believe) by alwaysxlarrie / @alwaysxlarrie [98k]

Being a new employee at a company means that you have to learn to brush off the shitty bosses, shitty coworkers, and not getting the credit you actually deserve for things. At least, that's been Harry Styles' experience. Coworkers who steal his ideas in pursuit of getting praise and a raise, and a boss who's indifferent at best and condescending at worst. Harry has learned to expect this reality for the foreseeable future. He's accepted it. What he hadn't expected was for Louis Tomlinson to waltz into their company, and his life, and change around everything he thought he knew about fate. A Cinderella AU.

fondre ton absence by scrunchyharry / @scrunchyharry [41k]

Harry had never really given much thought to the future. He preferred to let life steer him forward and to follow in the footsteps of Louis, his best friend from as far as his memory went, his lover, his everything. Louis knew better than he did what was good for him. It changed drastically when Louis was ripped away from him, drafted and sent to the front to fight in a war that Harry had always been sure would never reach him. Too young and too sickly to follow, Harry was left on his own for the first time in his life. When he thought things could not possibly get worse, Louis went missing at the Somme and was declared dead. While everyone buried and mourned him, Harry never moved on. If Louis were dead, he was sure that he would know it. Their lives were too entwined, he would know if half of his heart had died. Determined to find Louis, Harry did everything he could in his quest to be reunited with him, except prepare for the state Louis might be in. He did not prepare for the harsh truth he would have to face: was love possible without memories?

The Haunting of Louis Tomlinson by HelloAmHere / @helloamhere [31k]

“I'm not afraid of ghosts,” Louis said. Every single magnet unstuck itself from the fridge and fell to the floor in a clattering cascade. “I'm only a little afraid of ghosts,” Louis said. OR: Louis is a plucky Gothic Heroine, Harry is a Mournful Spirit, and Big Country Houses are full of mystery and suspense, as Big Country Houses ever are!

come on jump out at me by yoursongonmyheart / @yoursongonmyheart [28k]

“you know, i offered for you to fake out me, but, i don’t know anything about you other than you being my biggest celebrity crush probably since posh spice.” louis almost chokes on his chicken, “jesus christ,” he sputters. harry takes a swig of his beer with a smirk. “i was very disappointed when you didn’t say i was your celebrity crush after you came out.” louis almost cries. “you know i did plan on it. then i ran into you narrating taking a piss and talking about my ass and i thought ‘wow this kid does talk some shit’ and decided against it.” harry barks out a laugh, his ears tinged red. he takes a bite of his pizza. “i suppose i do have no filter while high.” louis rolls his eyes, “bit of an understatement, mate.” harry giggles, “whatever pal,” louis screams internally. Or, the one where actor louis tomlinson and one direction superstar harry styles try to fake a sex tape to help harry get out of the closet and they both get more than they bargained for.

Unbonded by jacaranda_bloom / @jacaranda-bloom [24k]

“Look,” Louis says firmly. “Last time I checked, I’m still the pack leader, so you damn well better listen to me. It was Harry who worked out what I’d been poisoned with, then nursed me back to health. And it was Harry who thwarted the plan for my second assassination attempt by literally throwing himself in front of an arrow intended for me, nearly dying in the process, which is why we’re even having this argument in the first place. So if you think I’m going to set foot outside of this hut until he’s fully healed, you’ve all seriously misread the situation, and even more importantly, you’ve all seriously misread me.” OR the one where Harry is an omega who has been cast out from his pack, Louis is the alpha leader of the pack where Harry finds a new home, Liam is an alpha with heart of gold, and Niall is a cook who can't seem to stop setting himself on fire.

The Capillaries In My Eyes Are Bursting by 5secsoflarry [14k]

Two armoured palace guards stand there, speaking with the old, widowed beta. Harry watches curiously from the space in the back, ducking down a little in an attempt to hide. There have been whispers through the town of omegas being gathered and forced to the castle all week long - something about the King being ill - but Harry had thought they were only rumours….. OR Medieval times where King Louis is in a near death accident and enters a coma. The royal doctor says they have two weeks to find Louis’ true soulmate (omega) or he dies.

oh so familiar by InsightfulInsomniac / @insightfulinsomniac [13k]

When Harry transferred to the University of Mestonwood, he hoped that he'd finally fit in. As a witch, he's much less likely to feel isolated on an entirely supernatural campus, right? Wrong. Thanks to the cold-shoulder efforts of Louis Tomlinson, president of the vampire Coven, Harry still feels the sting of rejection from the most gorgeous boy on campus. It's doubly frustrating that everyone else, even Harry's only close friend, Niall, seems to think Louis is a great guy. Harry vows to actively ignore Louis in return, but his plans are foiled when his familiar, Oli, starts turning off their telepathic connection during Harry's classes. It doesn't take long for Harry to find out where Oli is disappearing to - or, rather, who he is disappearing to. A story of misguided enemies to lovers brought together by a stubborn orange tabby.

Little Dove (Series) by littleroverlouis / @littleroverlouis [11k]

I Can Be Your Vice (Pt.1) It could be his innate flight or fight instincts kicking in. His predator is closing in and he is the prey. Fear would be a rational response. After all, there is a centuries old vampire standing directly behind him. “You’re ahead of schedule, Louis.” Or Harry and Louis are FWBB (friends with bloodsucking benefits)

With Just One Look (Pt.2 prequel to Pt.1) There is no way Harry is over twenty-one. Louis would bet his right fang on it. He has an air of purity and exuberance towards strangers that is generally worn away with age and life experience. Louis has not received such a sunny greeting, bar from some golden retrievers in his neighborhood, in decades. Harry is a precious little dove. Louis feels guilty. Almost. Or Louis meets Harry at a club and wants to suck him dry.

This Is Not the End (Pt.3) “Little dove, could you please come here for a moment? You gotta help me, I’m losing my mind.” It is hard being a ‘little dove’ when you’re fifty-eight years old. Harry will always be Louis’ little dove, but it makes him chuckle as he swallows down his daily Centrum Silver multivitamin. The nickname came into his life as a wide eyed, innocent eighteen year old, along with the love of his life. He wonders, could he still refer to Louis as the love of his life when he joins him as the undead? Or Louis finally turns Harry into a vampire.

so pull me closer, why don’t you pull me close? by alwaysxlarrie / @alwaysxlarrie [9.9k]

If you ask Harry, baking and soccer go together like chocolate and cheese -- which is to say, they really, really don't. But maybe that's just because he’s less than thrilled about the lousy sous-chef partner he got paired with, Simon. If the captain of the soccer team wants to substitute players and be Harry's partner instead... well, Harry's lemons just turned into lemon meringue pie. Who is he to argue with fate?

Standing On the Edge of Falling by therogueskimo / @bravetemptation [5.8k]

“There’s a bit of a situation in one of the tenting areas, and you two are the perfect people to handle it.” “Get on with it, then.” “Some fucker’s brought a whole TV in and is streaming the England/Slovakia game. A whole crowd’s gathered, over a hundred people, at least, and it’s blocking walkways between the tents. I need you two to go shut it down.” ~~~ It’s Harry’s first security gig, and somehow, he landed Glastonbury. Unfortunately, he’s been tasked with telling a very gorgeous man that he can’t stream the football match. Things go … much better than expected.

Scared That My Worst is the Best That I’ve Got by LetTheMusicMoveYou / @letthemusicmoveyou28 [5k]

So while Louis’ proposition is preposterous, it’s also the only compromise his brain seems willing to make at the moment. Harry slowly raises his head to look at Louis. He’s standing on the other side of the kitchen, elbow resting casually on the edge of the counter next to the sink. His expression is soft and patient, and there’s delicate morning sunlight streaming through the kitchen windows behind him, setting his outlined silhouette aglow. He looks like an angel. An angel in an old oversized adidas jumper with tattoos on his knuckles, but an angel all the same. Harry’s voice comes out mumbled and much smaller than he’d like, but it is what it is. As Louis always says. “Just shampoo?” (Or five times Louis saves Harry from himself, and one time when Louis is the one that needs the saving).

we could be enough by HelloLovers13 / @hellolovers13 [5k]

“You know I am flirting with you, right?” Louis freezes mid-bite. Just manages not to choke on his steak. Harry laughs a bit too loudly, almost like he’s nervous. “Yeah, should’ve known you weren’t the observant kind. You think I get this dressed up for a random dinner with a mate on a Tuesday night?” or Louis never imagined anyone could love him for who he truly is. Then he meets Harry.

Rapture by allwaswell16 / @allwaswell16 [3.2k]

It was New Year's Eve in Victorian London, and a lonely vampire could no longer resist the stunning lamplighter he watched night after night. Or, a vampire Harry fic because what says the holidays like Victorian vampires?

Lights Are So Bright by QuickedWeen /@becomeawendybird [2.1k]

Newly first-string quarterback Louis Tomlinson mentions enough times in interviews that he's a fan of mega-famous popstar Harry Styles that people start to notice. At least one person does...

This was really fun to make and I'll do my best to keep monthly recs on some kind of a schedule, probably will be the first week of the next month.

Happy reading everyone!

[wooyoungisbaby]

Finally sat down to make a proper list. This took a fuckin WHILE!!

All of these are member/member, literally all the xreader i've read is here on tumblr. I'm always open to recommendations, don't be shy o send some my way ^^

Please let me know if any of the links are broken or wrong! :) DM me if you wanna ask for clarifications about anything, i'd be happy to help :)

Red title: contains smut. most of this list is just smut :') Blue title: angst

Sillage by BBQkitten | 90k · OT8 · MG centric · omegaverse · mind the tags

After suffering a particularly horrible physical assault from his pack leader, a very traumatized alpha Mingi gets adopted by Hongjoong's pack. Here, he finally starts the journey to healing from the abuse he suffered in his childhood and young adulthood.

We Got Innocence for Days by CoffeeKitten | 24k (ongoing) · OT8 · WY centric · omegaverse

- Wooyoung is an omega who has never had a home, and his past gave him a lot of shame about his own natural behaviours T_T He's taken in by the rest of AU-teez, and they begin to show him that he's great the way he is :')

Collar Full by long_green_onion | 6k · OT8, WY centric · incubus WY

Wooyoung is an incubus, and dating the rest of ATEEZ. None of them knows what he is, and he feels guilt for hiding this secret from his partners. After a while of not having sex, he's starting to have serious hunger issues. Which is to say, he needs sex or he gon die. But none of the others want to fuck him bc he looks like he's dying - which hE IS.

Digression by ImNotSorryImThirsty | 4k · everyone except matz · WY centric · kinky

Wooyoung has been a big ol brat recently, and his boyfriends team up to punish him thoroughly. A great time is had by all.

Don't want to stay in the dark || 7k · YS centric · OT8 · omegaverse · omega YS · hurt/comfort

After a horrible dance practice and the thought that maybe his pack did not want him, Yeosang goes into heat for the very first time.

Libido by cosywoo | 12k · OT8 · CS centric · omegaverse · trans characters, both primary and secondary gender

A mix of medicines, remedies, and sex are pushing San ever closer to the bliss of being bitched, and he loves it.

How To Care For Your Song Mingi by twoshotrobot | 3k · OT8 · MG centric · everyone else's POV

A home made documentary about how to keep Mingies happy and content. Spoiler: You just need to provide him with enrichment in his enclosure, by which i mean. well. peanits.

Now The Time Stands Still by kittenhwa | 2k · OT8 · MG centric · kink · sub MG

#gangbang #cock_cages #rope_bondage #degradation #objectification #struggling and more :3

Muzzled by cosywoo | 4k · CSxWYxYH · puppy play · sub WY

Puppy Wooyoung is being very bad, but luckily he has owners who are ready to degrade punish train him :)

Play Pretend by beanguni | 45k · YSxYH > YSxCSxWY · non-idol AU · kink · YSxYH fake dating

Yeosang is in love with his roommates Wooyoung and San. He teams up with his colleague Yunho, a kinky bastard, to make them jealous :3c

Cast Out by beanguni | 37k · YHxMG · soulmates AU · college AU · top YH

Yunho and Mingi are rivals, but they do love to fuck.

A Child of the Sea by HJsGayBF | 8k · HJxWY · mermaid + soulmate AU · mpreg but it's a mermaid

After an injury, mermaid Wooyoung, is taken care of by the crew of Hongjoong's pirate ship. But... What is this feeling inside both their chests... No... it can't be....... unless? uwu

Don't Stop by imiyoko | 1,5k · HJxWY · mean dom HJ

"This was supposed to be a punishment — Edging you while I use you" Hongjoong sneered, "But you just take everything I give you like the toy you are, huh?"

Under My Skin by geshulins | 7k · HJxWY · mean dom HJ

Hongjoong bullies Wooyoung and makes him cum :)

Biting Down by cosywoo | 11k · CSxWYxHJ with bg HJxSH · non-idol AU · cucking · mean dom HJ

Sannie and Wooyoung are boyfriends, but there's a real hot guy at Wooyoung's place of work. San gets cucked and he is Very into it :)

I Miss You by flowerwoo | 2k · SHxWYxHJ · fluff and smut

Wooyoung cockwarms his favourite hyungs. thats really it.

Comfort in the Night by regalmingi | 1.3k · SHxWY · cockwarming · sub WY

Wooyoung is anxious and the medicine is. well. it's Seonghwa's peanits :) how convenient that they're dating!

froot by cosywoo | 2.5k · OT8, SHxWY focused · kink

With the help of blindfolds, light bondage, a cock cage and fruit, Seonghwa helps Wooyoung practice his patience.

Desecration by ImNotSorryImThirsty | 3k · SHxWY · sub WY · background OT8 · kink: CNC, humiliation etc

Wooyoung was naughty, and Seonghwa teaches him a very thorough lesson.

Acts of Service by seonghwalazia | 6.5k · SHxWY · dom SH

Wooyoung asks Seonghwa to take care of him. In this case, "taking care of him" involves making cum so hard that he cries- repeatedly. Wooyoung loves it though.

Tool Thrash by orca_mandaeru | 2k · SHxWY + YS · sub WY

seonghwa belts wooyoung's ass in front of the members, yeosang may get involved

Tame a Brat by Moonshine_Milkshake | 4k · SHxWY · sub WY · kink · aftercare, crying

Seonghwa doms the fuck out of Wooyoung and then takes really good care of him as he cries in the aftermath :')

if looks could kill by comma | 14k · SH&YS · escort YS · protective SH · mind the tags

"We are so going to hell.” Seonghwa laughs. “‘Course we are. Together.”

Sweet Peas and Freesia by Evmoonleigh | 4k · SHxYS · omegaverse · dom prostitute SH · both alphas

Seonghwa isn’t supposed to play favorites. He’s a professional.

Lotus and Pink Peppercorns by Evmoonleigh | 5k · SH+CSxHJ · omegaverse · alpha prostitute SH · omega clients CS and HJ

“We’ve never done this before,” Hongjoong starts slowly. “My husband’s name is San. We’re both Omegas. I…can’t give him what he needs, so I need you to do it for me.”

Call Me Doberman by zesstea | 41k · CSxWYxYS mainly · kink AU · dom YS

Established couple WooSan want to try new dynamics in the bedroom, but it's not quite working out for them. So San finds himself a dom in "Doberman", Yeosang. Things... Escalate, and they all become more importamt to each other than initially planned.

We'll hold off the flood tonight by ninetyeights | 17k · CSxWYxYS · non-idol AU · fluffy!! · podfic version

wooyoung's boyfriends fall in love: the fic

Flight 806 by Evmoonleigh | 10k · JHxYS · sci-fi AU · soft mind the tags · space travel

Yeosang goes to space! :D ...He can feel something calling for him from out there, and he has no idea why.

The Feeling You Bring by moonrisematz | 15k · HJxSH · non-idol AU · friends to lovers · dom SH

Seonghwa ""accidentally"" tells Hongjoong about one of his kinks, edging/denial, and Hongjoong is decidedly not handling the information well. What happens next will warm your heart :}

Take Care of a Leader by Moonshine_Milkshake | 1.4k · HJxSH · bottom SH

Seonghwa lets Hongjoong fuck him sometimes. But this is the first time Hongjoong surprises him.

Clutch series by cosywoo | ~24k · SH centric, feat. CS and WY · eggs! :)

Tentacles and eggs man, what more do you need to know?

Imbroglio by orca_mandaeru | 3k · OT8 · SH centric · feat. CS, WY, YH · omegaverse · sub SH

Omega Seonghwa is tied up for anyone to fuck if they so choose. Wooyoung chooses to tease him bc he's a meanie!! But perhaps after that, someone will show up and let him come? óuò

It Would Cost You by lieanni | 8k · SHxCSxWY · kink · dom SH · sub CS

Wooyoung is invited to join San and Seonghwa for a scene.

And they were roommates by zesstea | 6k · SHxCSxMG · sub CS · trans CS · edging/denial

San gets that special glow™ when he goes on stage after being edged. Mingi and then Seonghwa are determined to help him achieve this.

Practice Lesson by zesstea | 7k · MGxJH · they switch :)

Mingi is unhappy that he's inexperienced in bed, Jongho selflessly offers to help him out.

All Mine by undeliveredtruth | 5k · MGxJH · gentle dom JH

Mingi is upset about a smth that happened on a game show, and Jongho takes care of him by making him cum :)

Everyone Needs Some Care by Moonshine_Milkshake | 6k · MGxSH · top + gentle dom SH · background OT8

Seonghwa likes to take care of his band mates by having sex with them. Mingi has never taken him up on the offer before, but Seonghwa is happy to help him de-stress.

Mind the tags section

Fics that depict noncon or dubcon between members.

Trial and Error || 2.5k · SH (WY, YS) · sub/victim SH · noncon

Seonghwa is the primary subject for a clinical study.

Eyes On Me by SariErrbody | 50k · CSxWY · non-idol AU · stalking, dubcon, past noncon ...

Wooyoung works at a cafe, and there's this patron who's very handsome but also very odd. The patron keeps showing up just to stare at him.

Nectar and Ambrosia by orca_mandaeru | 4k · CSxYS · superhero AU · sub CS · dubcon?

Magical girl Yeosang lets San suck him off :3

Until He Breaks by JustNothingHelps | 5k · CSxHJxWY mafia AU · noncon

Hongjoong has something San and Wooyoung want, and they are real mean to him to get him to spill the beans about its location.

Entrapped by gutsey | 5k · CSxHJxWY · mafia AU · transmasc victim HJ · noncon

San and Wooyoung need some intel from Hongjoong, the tech guy of an opposing mafia family. And well. They try to fuck it out of him :)

The Secrets Within by flamewhipper | 11k · SHxWYxYS · alien SH · tentacles · dubcon

Yeosang and Wooyoung are waiters at a resuatrant. One day, they have a very, very beautiful patron who captures their attention in a way that seems very, very unnatural.

[violettavonviolet]

Tim Drake fic recs part 3

All of these fics are finished and amazing! The word count progressively goes up and all the ratings are noted, but def do check the tags for any triggers. all fics that have been stuck in my head since I read them are marked with a star.

Batfamily genfic's

Gotta Roll With The Curveballs

justapoorboy

Summary:

“How’d you cry so easily?” Duke asks, still entirely too awkward because no matter what Steph says, Duke still thinks Tim is kinda cool in a weird way. A really weird way.

“Oh, I classically conditioned myself over winter break when I was eleven. All I have to do to tear up is pinch a certain point on my arm. See?” Tim viciously pinches a spot on his inner forearm. Immediately tears start to well in his eyes.

Or: Duke Thomas dealing with Tim Pod-Baby Drake and what exactly that entails.

4.5k crack gen

A Matter of Trust

KelpieCodyne

Summary:

When Damian learns of an unexpected list of Batman contingencies, he's forced to go to Tim to vent.

And in doing so, might help the two of them find some common ground.

5k tim & dami gen

Days I Have Held (Days I Have Lost)

sepia_stained_sunset

Summary:

“You’ve outgrown me”

Damian frowns when he meets Tim’s gaze. He doesn’t say or do anything that warrants the feeling of loss that crawls up his arms and settles in his bones.

Then Tim is leaning towards him, on his toes, hands automatically going to his hair and mussing up his locks like he can’t fully miss the chance to annoy him. Still, his grip is gentle and his smile is real and Damian is more than glad to pretend that his eyes are devoid of their bitter sadness.

Or, Damian outgrows Tim. It shouldn't change anything, really, but it does. It does.

9k tim & damian gen

Satisfactory Bonding Activities

raven_of_hydecastle

Summary:

“Look, Dick and I had no idea how to be brothers either," Jason said, "but we made an effort to spend time together. If you and the demon brat aren’t sure where to start, maybe you can decide on some things to kick start these bonding activities.”

“Like what?”

“Hell if I know. Play twister, do an escape room, take over the world, learn to knit, I don’t care. Just pick something you can both agree will keep you busy for an hour or two and it’ll be fine. Now hand me that Molotov, these guys are going down.”

12k gen, tim & Damian

So...Rock, Paper, Scissors?

Miss_Lazy_Tuesday

Summary:

His smile widens. “You will pick one to kill. I shall give you ten minutes to decide and say your goodbyes. If you have not killed one of your brothers when the time is up, I will kill all three.”

Jason feels the bottom drop out of his stomach. This was supposed to buy him time, not give him a literal deadline.

“You see, little blade? I have made it so easy for you. You aren’t even really killing one. You are saving two. Your time starts now.”

24k angst mature

i can't let go when somethings broken

pennneminem

Summary:

the sky is blue, the earth is round, dick and bruce fight.

tim wishes it was a little easier sometimes.

or: tims crash course in the remains of childhood, rose colored glasses, and the economics of brotherhood

28k gen angst

Bludhaven Police Department

Lady_of_Lorule

Summary:

Sgt. Amy Rohrbach learns that her partner, rookie cop Dick Grayson, is not what he seems. Or how Amy finds out that Dick Grayson is the heir to the entire Wayne fortune, the vigilante Nightwing, the leader of the Titans, and meets some of the Batfam and the Titans along the way.

31k gen humor

right place, wrong time

Valkirin

Summary:

Twelve-year-old Tim Drake has homework to finish and dinner waiting at home. He even has an invitation to spend time with Bruce before patrol the next day reviewing toxins and antidotes. It doesn't matter that Bruce prefers to keep things all-business and down in the Batcave. Having Robin again is helping, Tim can already see that, and it's always a relief to know when he's invited back.

Sixteen-year-old Tim Drake decides that he'd rather keep his distance from the tempting research project Bruce has across two work tables. It's archaeology and time travel all at once, even more interesting than usual after Bruce's long trip through time, but Bruce probably won't crack that in one night. Getting involved in the project will eliminate Tim's chance to escape to his apartment for a quiet evening rather instead of struggling through an awkward dinner with Jason and Damian and Bruce.

When the Tims suddenly switch times and places, twelve-year-old Tim has an invitation to dinner and sixteen-year-old Tim knows just what kind of ripples someone can leave from the past.

38k teen angst

Say Uncle

Megaerakles

Summary:

Tim is prepared to take the steps necessary to ensure that Bruce will not feel obligated to adopt Tim when a comatose Jack Drake inevitably dies. But what could be better than preventing Bruce from ending up with a son he doesn't want? Bringing back the one he does.

Jason agrees to the Replacement's stupid, stupid plan to invite some strange adult man he's never met to come live with him, if only to keep the idiot alive long enough for him to serve his purpose in the Great Red Hood Revenge Scheme.

Might this new roommate situation have an impact on either of their worldviews? Surely not...

46k teen

Vultures, Squirrels, and Other Flying Menaces

AstraEllis

Summary:

He used to think that Batman needs a Robin. 

Now, Tim’s pretty sure that Robin was only ever a band-aid. 

He never tried to learn Batman’s identity, but he knows it, and Tim has no idea what to do next to save Gotham from Bruce Wayne’s violent rage. 

He becomes Batman’s shadow – never sidekick – trying to clean up the wreckage he leaves behind. 

A vulture, trying to remove decay before it has a chance to poison everything. 

Tim’s quest to save Gotham from Batman leads him to the most obvious victim – the man’s first Robin. But Dick Grayson’s grief is complex and deep, and not something the twelve-year-old has a fix for. 

What Tim Drake does have, however, is the know how to make money difficult to trace and a certain phone number.

51k dick & Tim & jason found family

Option C

CasualGeek

Summary:

Jason had to make a choice.

Enact his vengeance by killing the Joker himself.

Or

Forget Gotham and stay with Talia.

However, there was an option C.

One that could end with the Joker dead, with Bruce proven wrong and with Gotham changed for the better.

Jason took Gotham to court.

78k teen

cards on the table

wesslan

Summary:

Tim's parents faked their deaths and fled the country years ago, but neglected to take him with them. He spent some time on the streets, and now at 16, he makes a living as a fortune teller, stalking and hustling the shit out of Gotham's elite by telling them eerily accurate fortunes based on the information he gathers about them.

His life is peculiar but he wouldn't change a thing. When he gets booked for the big Wayne Halloween party, however, he finds himself getting all tangled up with the Waynes, and the more fortunes he tells, the tighter the snare becomes.

or: Tim just wanted to scam Gotham's elite, not end up on the Batfamily's watchlist. But it seems they just won't leave him alone..

69k not rated

Bruce Wayne

there but for the grace of god

TheResurrectionist

Summary:

From a tumblr prompt. 

AKA, "A Justice League fic where everyone argues about who's the most beautiful and intimidating sexy from the Big Three and everyone has valid points."

3.7k crack not rated 

Aliens Made Us Do It

FabulaRasa

Summary:

Bruce and Hal run into a little bit of cultural difficulty on an off-world mission. This was really, really not supposed to be Bruce Wayne's wedding day. Consider this story the traditional fannish "oh no we have to get married!" with a BatLanterny twist at the end

25k explicit hal/bruce

Acid Rain and Black Umbrellas

heartofhush

Summary:

Clark Kent hates Gotham. The people are weird, it's always raining, and nobody will give him a straight answer about anything.

He's certain that these people know who the Batman is, but nobody is talking. He just needs to find one of them willing to spill the secret. Any one of them. Seriously, there MUST be at least one.

His teenage son-clone-whatever is losing his powers, and Clark is torn between finding a cure, flirting with Bruce Wayne, and trying to figure out who the hell the Batman is under that cowl. 

Maybe this Tim Drake kid knows something useful.

39k bruce/clark timkon

Friends - Definitions May Vary

Slades_Snowflakes

Summary:

Bruce Wayne and Lex Luther are not friends.

However, Bruce Wayne's persona Brucie is about to re-define what friends means. And due to a series of weird and random moments, Bruce is about to learn that Lex Luthor could be a friend. Whatever that means.

154k Bruce/Lex

[darkstar225]

Twice's 10th member gets the girls falling in love with her

A/N: I got an ask on Tumblr and I loved writing it, ty and I'm sorry for taking some time but studying sucks. This one is being posted as thanks for 24k views on Wattpad :D

The request: Hi! Can I request on Twice 10th member? Twice always treat 10th member as their baby sister, if you comfortable can you make where Twice start feeling different toward 10th member? Like they see/treating 10th member as lover and want to be her girlfriend something like that. Btw, 10th member's physical start to change like they became little bit muscular and taller than Tzuyu also her voice became little deep bcs of puberty. Have nice day :)

PS: Tysm for everyone who reads what I write, I hope I can bring a smile to your faces every time I post! I'd like to thank whoever sent me this idea 'cause I loved to write it <3

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In the vibrant heart of Seoul, amidst the urban hum of energy and dreams, the enchanting realm of TWICE thrived. Nine radiant stars illuminated stages and captured hearts, but the story was evolving, as the 10th member and maknae, Y/N, incorporated her own narrative into it.

Y/N, the newest addition to TWICE, had entered their lives with a captivating smile and quiet confidence, becoming an instant favourite. Her journey with the group had been a mix of shared laughter, tears, and unforgettable moments. However, something was shifting now, both within her and among her fellow members.

Subtle changes in how the others regarded Y/N started rippling through the group's dynamic. At first, it was easy to dismiss as imagination. Sana, known for her liveliness, now blushed at Y/N's mere presence. Dahyun's playfulness had taken on a more tender touch, often finding reasons to make physical contact. Jihyo, the leader, couldn't help but steal glances imbued with a depth beyond friendship.

Y/N's physical transformation, a natural progression of growth, was hard to overlook. Her muscles had refined into sculpted strength, proof of her unwavering dedication. A growth spurt had rendered her slightly taller than even the (once) giant Tzuyu. And her voice, now tinged with a deeper resonance, marked the passage of time and the changes that came with it.

Within TWICE's close-knit circle, these changes weren't just mere observations. They ignited a quiet revolution of emotions. Sana, usually the group's naughty soul, found herself mesmerized by Y/N's focus, the way her powerful arms moved with purpose. Chaeyoung, the artistic heart, found herself drawn to sketch Y/N repeatedly, capturing the essence of her newfound strength.

Tensions brewed beneath the surface. Tzuyu, who was typically unshakable, wrestled with a pang of jealousy whenever the youngest drew others' attention. She couldn't deny the admiration that stirred whenever her dongsang showcased her physical accomplishments. The sisterhood that had happened at first was evolving, and emotions were its unknown territory.

Y/N sensed the shift (girly isn't that dumb, neither blind), though she couldn't quite grasp it. The exchanges with her fellow members held an electric intensity she couldn't explain. Nayeon, the outspoken one, stumbled over words when Y/N was near. Jeongyeon, the protective sister, found herself lost in Y/N's eyes during conversations.

One evening, as the sun painted the sky in hues of amber, tension reached a breaking point. Mina, the embodiment of grace, approached Y/N with a tentative smile. 

Mina - Honey, can we talk?

Caught off guard, Y/N nodded. 

Y/N - Sure, Mina unnie. What's on your mind?

Mina took a deep breath, fingers fiddling with her shirt hem. 

Mina - Lately, I've been feeling something different. My heart races when I see you, and I can't explain it.

Realization dawned on Y/N. 

Y/N - You mean...?

Mina nodded, cheeks flushed. 

Y/N - I think I might be falling for you, darling.

The confession hung, palpable. Y/N's mind raced. One by one, members stepped forward, confessing their own emotions. Momo's sincerity, Sana's directness, Nayeon's vulnerability, each revelation stripped away barriers.

Vulnerability spawns honesty. Emotions spilt forth, exposing the intricate combo of feelings that had appeared. Momo, Sana, Nayeon, Jeongyeon, all of them laid bare their hearts, revealing the depth of their affection.

The moment shattered the building tension, giving way to an overwhelming mix of gratitude, surprise, and uncertainty. The group's dynamics had shifted irrevocably, and the path ahead was uncertain.

In the following days, Y/N embarked on heart-to-heart conversations, learning the extent of her members' feelings (even if she engaged with none of them). Each confession was a unique melody of emotions, some songs of love, some poems of admiration, and others yearning for undefined connection.

As the group navigated these uncharted waters, their bond proved resilient. Laughter blended with tears, and gradually, the dynamics found a new equilibrium. Y/N's presence had redefined the group, yet their sisterhood remained unbroken.

TWICE's sweetheart's journey with TWICE continued, marked by newfound understanding. Love, which had simmered beneath the surface, now danced openly in their interactions, enriching their shared experiences (created a lot of ships). As Y/N stood tall, strong, and confident, her place in TWICE was secure. Not just as the 10th member and their cute maknae, but as a cherished inhabitant of each member's heart. And this made all the members have only one thought:

We love our dear youngest.

A/N: I apologise for any errors, English is not my first language. Pls, let me know if there's something wrong, ty for reading <3

[themcomicsofficial]

Transformers: BotBots Season 2

S2, EP 1:

Beyond the Mall...

It has now been two weeks since the aftermath of the Goldrush Games and Spud Muffin was exiled to the Dark Side of the Mall...

As the mall's lights begin to turn off, the inside goes quiet...As the candy store's doors open revealing a donut based BotBot, Sprinkleberry D'uhnut come out to say that the cost is clear...

"BotBots!"

As he said the opening call. A bunch of objects come out and start their fun and mischief! The top light change to party lights, as the small robots have their fun.

"Hit a homer, baby!!" says Dinger in his optimistic voice as he transforms to his baseball form.

"I'll hit it till it's home!!" Batsby transforms to her baseball form as she hits Dinger up across the mall.

As the bass music drops a beat. A bunch of shadowy figures appear from the lights...

"Hey look, it's Burgertron!" said Fottle Barts

As newly-added Lost Bots appear from the light. The triumphant Burgertron approaches forward...

"Alright then, Lost Bots! What should we start out fun-related things today?"

"OH, OH!! Arcade!!" Kikmee responded happily.

"Well, I kind of looking for those yarn stores, there kind of cosy!" Dimlit innocently said...

"I'm in the mood for meditating..." Bonz-Eye said

"I can showcase my dust ball collection!"

The four look at Clogstopper with disinterested looks...

"What??? People seen it!"

"Clogstopper, the people who only seen it is Dimlit and he's been coughing for two days!" Burgertron telling Clogstopper off.

"I-I think I stopped now" Dimlit said following with a cough of dust from his mouth

"Alright, Lost Bots let's make this the night we can NEVER forget!!!" Burgertron raised his voice in optimism as he spots a balloon floating as he grabs it by the string with the other Lost bots follow suit as they let go, slid on the railing of the escalator and jump out with Kikmee transforming into her soccer ball form leaving them to bounce on it.

As they reach the arcade where Kikmee reaches inside.

"Hit me up, 24K!!"

"OH YEAH!!! Kik-a-Mee is ready for some fun time!!" 24K-Bit comes out of his coin slot and to another arcade game for Kikmee to play on!

We cut to:

"Man...I obviously cannot believe Kikmee won all those games!" Dimlit happily said.

"And I can't believe she won all of those tickets" Bonz-eye, looking surprised from all those tickets Kikmee's carrying.

"Hey!! I won that last game fair and square." Kikmee responded

"Uh...You were just banging on that console because of that boss level..." Clogstopper said...

"HEY! I still got the last batch of tickets!!" Kikmee responded to Clogstopper's complement.

As the Lost Bots go further in the mall they spot an oddly familiar ride, the kiddie mall train ride they rode one year ago. Burgertron stops to look at it.

"Sir, sir is there something wrong?" Dimlit questioned his leader and friend.

"Oh hey! I remember that--that's the ride we took on our first day outside of the Lost and Found and it's where we--

"Broke the Sacred Rule of the Mall...I can I not forget that..." Bonz-Eye said somberly

"Man it's been a year already???" Clogstopper counts from his fingers...

"What comes after 2?"

"Burgertron, you okay there sir?" Dimlit asked his friend remembering those difficult times as he smiles back to him.

"I'm fine, Dimlit...C'mon let's go the Sugar Shocks are holding a competition in their store.

"A COMPETITION??? I'LL JOIN!!" Kikmee said happily and excited as she raised her hand, waving it.

As they go on as Dimlit looks back on the kiddie ride as a representation something to NEVER repeat the past mistakes EVER again...

As we cut to the Science Alliance's lab.

"Face Ace are the coordinates ready?" Dr. Flaskenstein said.

"Coordinates at the ready!" Face Ace said happily

"Right then!!! Ready and--NOW!!" Dr. Flaskenstein points are finger up as Eye-Goon pulls down on a lever as electricity surges toward an satellite dish like object.

"Fascinating! Well team, we did it! We finally built our own satellite tracker to track any intruders entering the mall!!" Dr. Flaskenstein applauds as the other cheer in success as they hear a knock.

"Hello? Science Alliance? I heard something..." Burgertron enters curiously.

"Ah! Salutations, Burgertron! What brings you here in this successful moment?" Dr. Flaskenstein said to him politely.

"I heard noises and yelling..." Burgertron said deadpan

"Oh! Sorry, excuse our behavior but we just developed the first ever mall-based tracker in the history of BotBot culture!" Star-Scope said triumphantly

"Are you saying you invented this?" Burgertron raised an eyebrow and pointed.

"Absolutely my red-meat friend! This will help us BotBots detect any enemies trying to expose our existence and using as flesh-being government prisoners!!" Face Ace described it well.

"So, try not to touch or tamper with it. We worked TO THE SERVO on this!!" Dr. Flaskenstein warned Burgertron as she walked to her team.

As Burgertron looks at it, out of curiosity he slowly raises his arm to feel the electrical humming of the tracker as he gives a small smile to it. Suddenly, he trips on a big wire making him trip and accidentally pushes it making the machine tip and fall back as it goes haywire.

"WHAT DID YOU DO???" Face Ace yelled

"I was feeling interested on it and--WHOA!" Burgertron dodges a lightning bolt.

"QUICK, TURN IT OFF!!" Dr. Flaskenstein commanded Eye-Goon

As Eye-Goon strains himself from holding a plug as the machine spouts out lightning and goes haywire as Eye-Goon pulls himself strongly, finally the plug comes out as the Science Alliance's recent creation is burned and filled with holes with wires coming out. Burgertron peeks out of a PC engine.

"D-did it work?" Burgertron said

"No...YOU OPEN AN SIGNAL FROM OUTSIDE THE MALL..." Dr. Flaskenstein furiously to him.

"Well at least, it stopped..." Burgertron responded.

"YOU OPEN SIGNAL, YOU DON'T DO THAT WE TOLD YOU AND THAT IS WHY!" Dr. Flaskenstein angrily said to Burgertron.

"If we haven't stopped it soon, more and more flesh beings would arrive!"

"Doc, I'm so sorry I--" Burgertron apologized as Dr. Flaskenstein sighed.

"Look, Burgertron you just got accepted back as a member of BotBot society and we can not let you repeat the same mistakes year ago...So, maybe it's best that you should leave and we'll figure this out--at the meantime you should be back with your squad."

"Alright..." Burgertron responded somberly

We cut to him Burgertron walking in shame in the mall...

"SIR, SIR!!" Dimlit said running toward him.

"Dimlit?"

"Come quick! Kikmee is dominating a competition!!" Dimlit pointed his finger while tugging Burgertron's arm.

We cut to the candy store where the Sugar Shocks reside where a bubblegum blowing competition is happening. They see Kikmee blowing a gigantic bubblegum bubble in the middle with Lolly Licks and Lady Macaron blowing medium sized bubbles while looking at Kikmee's, as her bubble explodes leaving pink goo all over.

"YES!!! 100 METERS!!! HA-HA!!!" Kikmee cheered with pink gum goo on her.

"Ew..." Burgertron said

"Hey! It'll do good in my used gum collection!!" Clogstopper responded.

"So, sir where have you been? We haven't seen you all day!" Dimlit questioned.

"Oh! Uh, um...I was just at--the furniture store! Heh-heh..." Burgertron making up a lie.

"You were at the furniture store?" Bonz-Eye raised an eyebrow

"YEAH! Ya know ya seen those lamps, there glowing...bright!" Burgertron gave a nervous smile as the other besides Kikmee who is trying to get gum out of her give suspicious looks.

"Where exactly were you?" Bonz-Eye walks up to him.

"Uh..." Burgertron sweated in nervousness.

Before he could say anything he heard bang sounds, and destruction noises from the distance in the mall.

"What was that?" Kikmee said.

"Oh! it's nothing, I'll just--I'll just GO THAT WAY!" Burgertron speeds off to investigate the noises leaving the Lost Bots concerned looks.

As Burgertron arrives to the South side of the Mall as he walks over the aftermath of it. As claw marks are shown on the walls, shattered windows from stores and craters on the ground. He looks around with shocked reaction as he hears cling-clang sound as a cylinder-explosive device with the Deception symbol, beeps rapidly. Burgertron jumps out of the way as it explodes. As the smoke clears, it reveals to be Soundwave's henchmen, Laserbeak...

"Hello little bot..." Laserbeak said sarcastically

"Uh, hi do I know you?" Burgertron said confused

"I got your signal now answer me this WHERE is Optimus Prime?" Laserbeak demanded

"I-I don't know what you're talking about!!"

"You want to play games?" Laserbeak sarcastically said as grabs a piece of debris.

"CATCH!!" Laserbeak throws it as Burgertron dodges as Laserbeak flies toward him as he tries to peak him and claw him with his beak and talons.

"It's quite fascinating you AUTOBOTS always make things worse for everyone else!--like you care about those around you..." Laserbeak mocked Burgertron in his verbally abusive tone.

"What did you just say?" Burgertron said in stern reaction

He jumps out of the way of a falling talon toward him as Laserbeak leaps up and activates his gatling guns as Burgertron runs away from the bullets to hide behind a pillar.

"Come on out!! I'm only making your fate quick and painful!" Laserbeak as marched to where Burgertron is as Laserbeak suddenly gets a shock behind his back as he goes unconscious and falls down.

"What the what?" Burgertron peeking out of the pillar "Face-Ace, Star-Scrope? How did you?--"

"We'll explain this later, follow us Burgertron!" Star-Scrope demanded Burgertron as he looks down at Laserbeak's unconscious body.

TO BE CONTINUED...

Transformers is owned by Hasbro and Takara Tomy

[seospicybin]

FATAL ATTRACTION.

PART II & Epilogue.

I.N x reader. (s,a)

Previous chapter: Part I

Synopsis: Your father as the leader of the Southside must given up something as a penalty for breaking the territorial rules to the Northside leader, Yang Jeongin. It's an exchange that he can't resist, a hidden daughter of the Southside, you. (23,8k words)

Content warning: Violence, strong language, a lot of angst, Joon's charms, family dramas and 24k words, oh and a special epilogue.

BANG!

You never heard the shooting sound of a gun apart from the one you heard in movies.

It's loud and head-splitting.

And at the same time, Jeongin wraps his body around you and holds you so unintentionally hard, you believe he's doing it out of instinct to save you.

But he is too late to hide you from the horror you witnessed with your own eyes, how someone stands to cover Jeongin and takes the bullet for him.

A scream rips out of you.

You find his dark, alerting eyes and the arms around you holding you tighter, "I'm right here, you're—"

Before he can finish his sentence, there comes another banging sound and you scream in fright into Jeongin's chest.

"Get her in the car!" Jeongin shouts at someone.

You never heard Jeongin sound so afraid like that.

Another pair of hands takes you from Jeongin and leads you inside the backseat of the car. It's Joon and he gets in after you.

"Get her back to the hotel! Quick!" Jeongin tells him before closing the car door.

Everything is muffled, blurry but the gunshot sound rings in your ear until you're back in your hotel suite.

"You'll be safe here! I have a few men outside to keep an eye on you!" Joon assures you.

"I have to go and help Jeongin!" He doesn't wait for your permission, then leaves.

Warm water always help to calm you down.

After almost an hour of standing under the shower, it can't stop your hands from shaking and they are pruning up instead.

You put on a bathrobe and with your trembling hand, open the liquor cabinet and pull out a couple of mini bottles of liquor.

You fumble to uncap the bottle, once you succeed, you chug the whole content. The alcohol burns down your throat and you quickly open another one but failed.

You let it fall onto the carpeted floor and drop your head into your hands, closing your eyes so tight to push the images that keep replaying in the back of your head.

It's just so horrifying and what you saw will stick with you for a long, long time. Not only the memory but the fear and the dreadful feeling that comes with it.

You sit on the edge of the bed and cry and cry and cry.

You jolt on your bed when you hear someone comes into your hotel suite.

The adrenaline that still pumping inside of you makes you feel sick in the stomach and almost faint when Jeongin appears in the doorway of the bedroom.

You come up to him but your legs give away, and you end up falling into his arms.

"Why are you still up?" He asks, helping you to get to the bed and lay you down.

You grab his hand and pull him, asking him to lie down with you.

"Please, stay with me!" You croak.

"Okay," he agrees without complaints and lay down next to you on the bed.

You scoot closer to him, resting your head on his outstretched arm, and try to close your eyes.

"You're shaking," he mutters and takes one of your hands in his, intertwining it together then places it close to his chest.

"That could have been me," you say with a quivering voice and fresh tears roll down your face.

"Shh... you're safe now!" He murmurs with his mouth on the top of your head and the hand on your back start to give you soothing rubs.

"I could have died tonight," you say again and break into tears.

"But you're not," he convinces you.

"And they're after me, not you," he adds, taking the duvet and covering your body with him.

You nuzzle your head further into his neck, "I'm so scared," you honestly admit to him. You are scared beyond belief, it's the first time you feel like your life is threatened and death almost got you.

"I won't let anything bad happen to you," he softly mutters to you.

You cry your heart out, letting the tears wash the fears and anxiety out of you.

"I'll protect you, I promise," he says again.

And he did nothing but protect you tonight.

It could have been him as well, he was the one who shielded you with his body.

A man that you claim is your enemy risked his own life for you.

Jeongin may be a bad person but his words aren't just words.

He's a man of trust and you decide to trust him.

And slowly, your worries start to melt away and you feel safe as you fall asleep in his arms.

-

Lost and terrified.

You look lost and terrified as he holds you close on the bed and it takes him back to that night when you almost took your own life.

Your body is shaking so he holds you tighter to assure you that you're not alone, therefore you shouldn't be scared anymore.

"I'm so scared."

It's a devastating thing to hear and he can feel how shaken you are by what happened. He knows you're not going to forget it anytime soon, he can only hope that it'll not linger for far too long in your head.

After you fall asleep, Jeongin slowly lets go of you and tries not to wake you up in the process. He pulls the duvet up to your chest and lands a soft caress on your cheek, that's the only thing he allows himself to do.

He gets out of your suite and got greeted by Joon who has been waiting outside.

"So, who is it?" Jeongin asks, walking while loosening the tie around his collar.

"He's just a druggie, he said he got paid by someone with drugs and cash," Joon answers, trying to match his pace with Jeongin.

"And that someone is?"

Joon quickly swipes the keycard for Jeongin's suite and opens the door for him.

"That's the problem. The bastard is high as hell, he keeps slurring and changing his answers," Joon answers.

Jeongin stops walking and roughly pulls the tie from around his collar, and throws it onto the floor with force.

"Then make him talk!" He snaps. His voice echoed in the quiet of his suite.

He pinches the bridge of his nose, "Just do anything to make him talk!"

"Sure! Our men are working on it!" Joon assures him.

It's nothing new to him.

His life is always at risk, someone always wanted to get him killed yet none of them ever succeeded to do so.

But what makes him mad is not the fact that people trying to target him, but it's someone that has nothing to do with him.

Jeongin saunter to the table filled with bottles of liquor and fills his glass with ice cubes, pouring himself the strongest liquor there is.

He gulps it and lets the bitter aftertaste linger on his mouth, "I saw it. He's not after me..." he says.

Joon stands a foot away from him, he knows his temper well to give him space when Jeongin is like this.

"But why would they target her?" Joon asks.

Jeongin takes another big gulp and wipes his mouth, this has just hit him that to keep you close to him also means that he keeps you close to danger as well.

"Because she's close to me," he says.

Joon scoffs, refusing to believe it, "Then he should have shot me!"

Joon grabs a drink for himself and sits across from him, taking little sips of his drink, partly nervous because he failed to do his duty to protect you.

"She's a daughter of my enemy and she's close to me," Jeongin gives Joon a clearer context of his earlier remark, the job is to target you in the first place.

When it hits him, Joon leans forward in his seat.

"That someone is afraid because I'm getting close to her," Jeongin says, staring into his drink like it holds an answer to his question.

Joon puts down his glass and spills a few drops on the table, "do you think it's her brother?"

Jeongin lets out a cynical laugh, "why would her brother try to kill her?"

Joon shrugs and then accepts that his guess falls on the wrong side. He saw everything your brother said to you in the club that one time, he could recognize that genuine brotherly love he has for you because he has a younger sister.

Your brother wouldn't pay someone to kill you, he possibly would but it will be to kill Jeongin.

"Then who do you think it is?" Joon asks.

Jeongin pours more alcohol into his glass and the ice clinking as he lifts it to his mouth. He has been thinking so hard in the past few hours and concludes that someone who would happily use the excuse to kill a daughter of an enemy must be someone from his family.

And he can think of one.

Jeongin licks his lips and asks, "Have you checked on Junwon lately?"

Joon looks him in the eyes with all eyebrows raised, "I'll check on it," he says, immediately leaving his suite to do his task.

Jeongin got the private plane ready to go in the morning, he once again feel sad at the sight of you sitting across from him, he knows that you were restless inside.

If only he knows how to convince you that something like this won't happen again, that he'll keep you safe no matter what.

Back in the mansion, you stay in your room the whole day and he takes it that you need that much-needed rest.

"Keep her occupied!" Jeongin orders.

Joon gestures for the other men to leave the office, he's the only one allowed to know the task Jeongin gives to him, especially when it comes to you.

Jeongin swivels his chair around to face him, "get her favorite books, get her art supplies, let her cook dinner, do anything to keep her mind off..." he trails his words.

Joon nods in acknowledgment, he understands without him needing to finish his sentence.

"Do not let her out of the mansion until she's ready," Jeongin adds then looks out the window, at the flowers blooming in the garden.

He once asked himself if he should help you grow some thorns or if should he protect you more from the world.

Jeongin has decided and it's the latter.

-

It's getting ridiculous day by day.

The things that Joon brought to you every morning since you came back from the trip.

A stack of your favorite classic books, he threw a movie night with all the staff in the mansion, he bought art supplies for your room one morning, the next day he brought a few cookbooks and insist you try on baking some cakes.

You notice that maybe it's the effort to keep your mind off things, things that bring you back to that night.

Well, it mostly worked but when you come back to your bed and try to sleep at night.

The memory haunts you back and oftentimes, you found yourself got awaken by nightmares.

You also notice that you're no longer invited to join him, to accompany him to the club. You don't exactly enjoy just sitting next to him while he talks business with his clients but that seems better than spending the night alone in the mansion.

And Jeongin feels distant away from you.

It makes you even lonelier than before.

You plan on taking some books from the library which is located next to Jeongin's office.

You are browsing the shelf when you hear a faint conversation from his office.

"What time is it?"

"It's almost 4."

"Do I have time to make a phone call?"

"If it's no longer than an hour, we'll still make it before dinner."

"How about the gift?"

"I have it."

You walk to the glass door that separates the office and the library, listening through the tiny crack between the two doors.

"Have you checked it?" Jeongin asks.

"Yes, I have checked it just now. It's what you ordered," Joon answers.

Jeongin paces around his desk and picks up his phone.

"What about her?" Joon asks.

Your heart skips a beat at the mention of you and tries to see through the crack but can't see much, you can only see Joon standing a meter away from the desk.

"Your uncle asks you to come with her," Joon says.

There's dead silence for a moment then you hear the sound of Jeongin pulling the chair.

"Let's not force her, she's not ready," Jeongin softly says.

"Okay," Joon replies.

"But what are you going to tell your uncle?"

Jeongin gets quiet again and the silence takes over once more.

You remember Joon mentioned Jeongin's uncle a few times. His uncle is important to him because he is his father's brother but for some reason, he turned from the family and got excommunicated.

He lives far off the city but he's the closest family member to Jeongin.

And for him to ask you to come to meet him would mean so much.

Without thinking, you part the doors open and barge in.

"I want to come!"

Joon glances at you then at Jeongin, and then back at you. No one says anything, no one expects you to listen to their conversation.

"I didn't mean to eavesdrop, I was in the library when I heard..." you stop talking and turn at Jeongin.

"I want to come. I want to meet your uncle," you say again.

Joon gets fidgety on his spot with uneasy eyes, he waits for Jeongin to make a decision.

You can see the doubts in Jeongin's eyes and before he can stop you, you decide for yourself.

"I'll get ready!" You announce and leave the office.

It takes almost 3 hours of drive to get to his uncle's house.

He lives uphill and when you get out of the car, the sun is almost fully disappearing behind the horizon. The waves that are lapping and the sound of the waves crashing against the cliff is mesmerizing to hear.

"Welcome! Welcome!"

A man with a mustache dressed in a plaid shirt and jeans comes out of the front door of the house.

Jeongin is the first to come up to him and give each other a quick hug while you stand behind him, waiting to be introduced.

"Is this the lucky charm?" The man asks as he looks at you.

Jeongin glances at you then look back at him, "yes."

His laughs are explosive and loud, you can't help but laugh back.

"Come here, darling!" He gestures at you and gives you a quick hug as well.

"Nice to meet you!" You politely say.

He nods and smiles, "the pleasure is mine!"

He invites everyone into the house where his wife is still preparing the dining table, you hurriedly put your purse away somewhere to rush to help her.

"Let me help you!" You offer.

You walk back and forth from the kitchen to the dining table and bring everything needed for dinner, you're just glad that their house is not as big as Jeongin's.

Meanwhile, all the men wait by the living room for some chat.

"She really does look like her mother," his uncle says.

Jeongin agrees that you're beautiful but he's in no position to compare you with your mother, but his uncle is the only one who saw her in flesh.

"The eyes, the smile, she's beautiful," he adds.

Jeongin can only nod in agreement but it evokes a question out of him, one that he always asked whenever he comes to visit.

"Did you regret it?"

His uncle burst into laughter and taps Joon on the shoulder, "he always comes with the same question!"

Jeongin needed the assurance that his uncle is alright living like this, in a small house and a secluded area. He can't stop feeling guilty, he ended up here because his father asked him for a favor, a favor that cost his name off the family's inheritance and being cast away.

Jeongin's father was in love with your mother but knowing that his family was against it, they planned to kill her. But Jeongin's father found out about it and his uncle took your mother away without his family knowing.

That was the favor that got him here.

"I have a new answer for you!" His uncle says and flicks the ash of his cigarette into an ashtray.

He leans forward to talk to him, "I don't regret it at all because look at her," he turns Jeongin's head toward you.

"Even though she ended up marrying that asshole, I'm glad that her daughter looked nothing like him," he finishes with a sly smile.

The dinner is finally served and everyone is enjoying the homemade meals that his uncle's wife prepared for tonight. When it's time for desserts, you help her prep the birthday cake she also made herself and help from Joon to carry it to the dining table.

The birthday celebration ends with Jeongin gifts him a present, a vintage watch, and a bottle of expensive liquor which everyone eagerly shares after the dinner.

You are having a great time just watching everyone eating so well and having fun, you help around the kitchen to clean up.

"You've been helping too much," his wife says to you.

"It's okay. I feel bad for not doing so much!" You sheepishly say to her.

"Go have fun! Have some drinks!" She insists and grabs your shoulders, directing you back to the living room.

"Joon" she calls for him after.

"Your time to clean up!"

You laugh seeing Joon reluctantly walks to the kitchen to do the dishes.

"Come here!" His uncle says to you, patting the empty seat next to him.

"I know you hear it a load of times already but you are very beautiful, love!" He says to you with his breathe tinted alcohol.

"Thank you," you blushfully smile.

He puts his index finger in front of his mouth, "shh, don't tell my wife I told you that."

"Sure!"

"Can you open that drawer for me?" He asks.

Your hand grope around the many drawers next to the sofa, "this one?"

"The bottom one!"

You pull it open and find a photo album.

"Take it out!"

You carefully take it out of the drawer and place it on the table, blowing on the dusty surface of the cover.

"What I'm going to show you is a top secret," he talks in a whisper at you.

"No one outside of here can obtain this information," he adds.

He turns all serious and you have no other but to believe him, "okay."

He flips open the album and turns out, it's childhood photos of Jeongin. You laugh at how adorable the poses he made and the cute little dimples on his cheeks.

"He's a cheeky, cheeky little brat," his uncle comments as he flips to a new page.

More pictures of him with toys, in the garden that you recognized, is the back of the mansion, on the steps of the entrance to the mansion.

"He asked for a piggyback ride if I didn't come with a toy for each time I visit," he grumbles as he sips his alcohol.

"He's very demanding since he was little."

Then there are a few pictures of him with his father.

He looked so much like him except that his father had a slim figure and a long face, but he was indeed as charismatic as you heard from people that had been working in the mansion for years.

"He can be difficult sometimes, eh?"

Difficult. That's a word you heard so many times when people talked about Jeongin. He is difficult but as you get to know him, you partly get a grasp on knowing which button to push around him.

"Yes," you sheepishly answer.

He laughs upon hearing your answer and holds your hand, "you're getting close to figuring it out, dear."

You don't get what he means by that but you smile because he's still a stranger to you yet the hand that holds you feel warm and comforting.

He lets go to flips the last page of the album and pulls out a photograph, he hands it to you.

You turn it over on your palm to see a photograph of your mother, she looked so young and vibrant with her elegant smile and twinkling eyes frozen in time.

It's been years since the last time you saw her face, your father keeps everything about her away from you and it aches you of how much you missed her.

You didn't get to know her because she died giving birth to you.

"How did you—"

"I knew your mother," he tells you, holding your hand on his lap.

"Was she—" you fight the tears coming out of your eyes but it's the first time you met someone who knew your mother other than your father and you're curious to know.

"What kind of person—" but your tears caught in your throat.

He squeezes your hand, "she was very, very lovely. Inside and out."

Your tears roll down your cheek as you put the photograph close to your chest.

He pulls you and lets you cry into his shoulder, "I bet you miss her so much," he says.

You nod.

"You are not a mistake, love! Your mother chose to give birth to you because she loves you so much."

"And you've grown so well, dear, she must be very proud of you," he says and lightly taps your shoulder to comfort you.

And it's nice to hear that.

You didn't know how much you needed to hear that until someone said it to you. You always think of yourself as not more than the cause of your mother's death just like how your father indoctrinated that into your head since you were very young.

"Uncle, I think it's time to go," Jeongin says as he steps into the room.

Then he sees you looking away and wiping your tears.

"I thought of asking you to stay for the night," he says, "but seems like you have plans for tomorrow."

He and his wife send you off, exchanging quick hugs and kisses on the cheeks before parting.

It's so bittersweet leaving them but they look so happy together, you can't ask for more but to wish that they stay that way.

"Are you okay?" Jeongin asks from next to you.

You sniffle from the crying you did earlier, "Yeah."

All this happened because of him.

If it wasn't because of him, you wouldn't have met someone who knew your mother and you never felt this close to your mother until tonight.

Your heart aches but it's filled with both happiness and sadness. You rest your head on his shoulder and hold the hand on his lap, closing your eyes.

"Can I sleep?"

"Yes."

And you feel safe in his arms.

You sleep so well that the 3 hours drive felt like a few minutes, and you wake up to Jeongin carrying you to your bedroom.

He lays you down gently on the bed and you hurriedly clung your arms around his neck.

"Don't go!" You say.

He puts your hands away but sits on the bed with you, "aren't you tired?"

You put your hair behind your ear before speaking, "I want to talk to you."

He looks into your eyes, "Okay, I'm listening."

The trip to his uncle's house has helped you to come to this decision, "I want to get to know you more."

He stays quiet and the dim light from your bedside lamp accentuates his sharp jaws.

"I want to get to know you more and maybe someday, I get to answer your proposal," you explain.

He swallows and says nothing but looks deeper into your eyes.

"And I want you to touch me," you add.

The calm on his face falters a little, he clenches and unclenches his jaws a few times to mutter an answer.

"I told you, I'm not going to touch you unless you give me permission," he reminds you.

"And I give you the permission," you say.

He lays his hand flat on the space on your bed, so close yet so far from you.

"Don't force yourself," he says.

You get up from the bed and crawl toward him, getting as close to him as possible then sit there next right in front of him.

You take his hand and press it close to your face, "I want you to touch me," you sigh as you feel the heat of his hand against your cheek.

"I don't want you to hesitate to touch me anymore," you say and rest the side of your face in his hand with your eyes closed.

Then you lean in and tenderly kiss him on the lips, "this is what I want," you say as you pull away.

You get onto his lap and straddle him, sliding his suit jacket down his arms then loosen his tie next.

Slowly, you pull it out of his collar to unbutton his shirt next, his eyes following your hand working his buttons open one by one.

You part open his shirt to reveal his toned abs and muscular arms, he's so magnificent, you can't believe that you get to see this with your own eyes and not pass out.

"But can I touch you?" You ask with eyes staring into his dark orbs in the dark of your room.

"Yes," he breathlessly answers.

After getting his permission, you run your hands down on the smooth of his skin and the ridges between his sculpted abs, Gosh, Michelangelo must be so mad for not getting to sculpt him into a statue.

"You're so... gorgeous," your voice break at the end of the sentence, overwhelmed by the sensation all of your senses feel at once.

He looks up at you and finally lay a hand on you, holding your face with both hands, he says, "and you're so beautiful."

His kiss is soft yet holds so much intensity in it, you can tell that he waited too long for this kiss as well.

He kisses you and you kiss him back, two people that get drunk with every kiss yet none wants to stop. If anything, you want to keep going and drinking in as many touches from each other.

He unzips your dress and takes it off in one go, revealing your heavenly body that he can't wait to explore with his impatient hands.

Everywhere he touches, leaves a burning feeling on your skin and somehow you want more of it, addicted to it.

"Touch me all over," you whisper into his ear as he sinks his head into your neck.

And he answers by taking your bra off of you, letting his mouth take its turn to touch your body with it.

You gasp the second his mouth meets your hardening buds wet and hot. You close your eyes and let the other senses heighten.

The next thing you know, your head is on the pillow and he hovers above you, continuing his exploration with his plush lips tracing every inch of your skin.

His fingers hook on the elastic band of your underwear and you slightly lift your hips to let him get it off of you and pull it down your legs.

You show him how much you want this by spreading your legs open for him to let him touch you there where you wanted him the most.

He looks at you as the back of his hand lightly caresses your inner thigh, so close but not enough.

"Touch me there," you breathlessly say.

You get to the point that you get shameless about what you want, you yearn for his touch as much as he yearned to touch you.

But he takes his hand away and you frown at the lost contact.

He kisses you so deep as he lays his hand flat on your stomach, fingers lightly grazing the skin as they make their way down south.

You softly gasp into his mouth when he finally touches you there, he touches you right, delicately.

He knows how to get you to squirm with his two fingers in you, finding that spot that makes you go...

"Oh my God!" You moan out loud with your hips hanging in the air.

Jeongin slows the pumping of his fingers then pulls them out of you, and doesn't hesitate to lick them all clean with his mouth.

Seeing how much he enjoyed it, you got curious and take them into your mouth next, wanting to taste yourself on him.

"Sweeter than your cherry pie," he murmurs as he pulls his fingers out of your mouth and captures your lips in a kiss again.

Your hands make their way to unbuckle his belt as he hovers above you, unzips his fly, and impatiently pulls his swollen member out of its confine.

You whimper as your hand slowly strokes his length like it's not hard enough for you.

And you're so ready to take it all in.

"I want you inside me," you mutter against his lips.

He gives you a peck on the lips, "just one second."

He gets off the bed to remove the pieces of clothing he still wears on him and climbs back into bed with nothing but his glorious body.

He slowly puts on top of you and you can feel his weight on you, his skin making friction with your skin as your bodies tangled into one beautiful mess.

Then his hand parts your legs open.

"Can I?"

"Please," you breathlessly answer.

Without further ado, he slowly pushes his length into you, carefully while he intently watches your face for any signs of discomfort.

One hand rubs your thigh as he pushes the remaining length then he lets out a satisfied groan the moment he finally buried to the hilt inside you.

He collapses on top of you with his head in your neck, groaning like he's hurting.

You wrap your legs around his waist and hold him close, you can feel his cock launches deeper inside you.

Jeongin groans so close to your ear, raw and almost primal.

His mouth places a sloppy kiss on you, "Gosh, you feel so good around me!"

You can feel the hunger in his kiss as he starts thrusting into you, slow and steady.

He cages you between his arms prop on each side of you and his eyes bore into you, making you feel more exposed than you already are.

Your nails dug into his arms and claw at them as he picks up the speed, thrusting into you faster. Moans spill out of your mouth and you pull him for a kiss to muffle them.

"Close, mmh?" His grazes your lips as he speaks.

You nod with a parted mouth.

He gives your waist a gentle squeeze then crashes your lips with his again.

He slows down and changes his pace into slow yet so intense thrusts, trying to get as shallow as possible in each thrust, and hits it right in the spot.

Your legs are trembling as the knot in the pit of your stomach tightens, your hands gripping his shoulders so hard you believe you'll leave crescent marks on his skin.

"Don't hold back, beautiful!" He sweetly says to you with a gentle caress of his knuckles on your cheek.

Maybe you haven't been with a man for quite some time but he just feels so good inside you and you're sure sex never feels this good before.

The firm grip of his hand on your waist, the soft grunts he let out through his slightly parted mouth, and Gosh, his foxy eyes just won't stray from yours even just for a second.

"Oh... my– oh!" You press your mouth onto his neck as you climax.

Eyes shut as you relish the waves of pleasures washing over you and at the same time, you feel like floating in the air and nothing can hold you down.

Jeongin allows himself a few more thrusts before immediately pulling out, using his hand he gives himself a few pumps.

Your eyes are open just in time his seed spurting out of the tip and making streaks on your stomach, warm and pearly white.

You never thought this would be this arousing.         You get a drop of it on your stomach with your finger and put it in your mouth.

"So this is what you taste like?" You ask him as he watches you while kneeling between your legs.

If it's not because the two of you just fucked, you would be scared at the smirk he gives you in the darkened room. But it does the opposite, he makes you want more of it.

You hear noises that feel like coming from inside your head but when you open your eyes, you realize that it must be the sound of Jeongin waking up next to you.

You turn over on the bed to see the maid hanging your freshly laundered clothes into your closet, "did I wake you, miss?"

The cool morning air brushes your bare skin and you quickly cover your naked chest with the duvet, "No, it's time to wake up anyway," you say with an awkward smile.

She closes the closet and stands at the end of your bed, "Do you want me to bring you your breakfast, miss?"

You don't feel like taking a walk of shame to the back garden and having breakfast there, but then again, why you should be ashamed?

It's not like you are fucking some lousy guy, he's the owner of this mansion and you want to see him, especially after what you two did last night.

"I'll have breakfast in the back garden," you finally answer.

You want to look like you just rolled out of bed but at the same time presentable, you wash your face and brush your teeth, put on a simple cotton dress and a sweater then keep the hair a little messy.

When you arrive for breakfast, you only see one person sitting at the round table and it's not Jeongin.

"Good morning!" Joon says with his coffee cup raised at you.

"Morning!" You pull a chair and sit on it.

You pour a cup of coffee for yourself and take a sip, "it's barely 9 but he's already gone," you try to sound nonchalant when you said it.

Joon stops chewing his toast for a second, "He's a busy man, you see!"

You stuff your face with a toast to prevent yourself from pouting, "why are you still here?"

He chuckles and puts down his toast, "are you perhaps getting bored of me?"

You scoff, "of course not! What makes you think so?"

"From the fact that you asked for him when I'm right here," he answers with a shrug.

You scoff again, "is it wrong for me to ask about him?"

"No, just unusual!"

"Are you jealous?" You ask with your bread knife pointing at him.

"Are you mad because I caught you getting flustered just now?" He asks back with a sly smile.

You throw a piece of your toast at him and hits him right on the chin.

He laughs and holds his hands up, surrendering.

"You have a doctor appointment today," he informs.

"But I'm not sick," you take a jam with the end of your knife.

"It's for a general check-up," he says.

The doctor is old and based on what Joon said, has been the family's doctor for over a decade. It shows how experienced he is from the way he seamlessly checks your vitals and takes your blood samples.

Then the examination continues with him asking you a series of questions related to your health, from the medicine you usually took to the last thing you consumed.

When you think the question would stop there, he suddenly says, "Mr. Yang wants me to ask you if you want me to prescribe you birth control pills."

He places his hands on the desk and calmly adds, "I also specialize in gynecology, so you don't have to worry about it."

Of course, a doctor as old as him can specialize in many things, you bet he bags a specialization in oncology as well because who knows?

"Or would you prefer another kind of contraception?" He offers and starts explaining all sorts of birth control and the effect and symptoms like you haven't heard from your former gynecology doctor before.

You willingly listen because he speaks so eloquently and you want to be polite, the doctor is simply doing his job.

You finally get out of the mansion again in your tight dress and glam make-up, Joon takes you up to the private room in the club but Jeongin is having a business deal inside.

He takes you to meet someone else in the other room, "since you got bored of me, I want you to meet my sister, Jinny!"

Jinny is so bright and cheery, she's still in her early twenties and her third year of law school. She resembles Joon in certain ways but she's more upfront.

"The family pays for my school so I don't really have much choice!" She says with an eye-roll.

"And I'll be working as a legal team for the family which means I'll be boring just like my brother," she glares at her brother.

And Joon glares back at her.

"Let's go dancing!" She says to you, pulling you by the hand despite you haven't said anything on your part.

She brings you downstairs to the dancing floor with all these bodies colliding against each other to the rhythm of the music.

Music is blasting from all over the place and Jinny is talking but all you can hear is her laughs. Being in a crowd like this triggers you, screams and shouts, and then BANG!

You close your ears together then someone put them down, "seems like you need a drink!" Jinny says to you, dragging you to the bar, and insists you gulp down a glass of alcohol.

"Another round!" Jinny orders the bartender.

She hands one glass to you, "Bottoms up!" Lifting the bottom to pour the content into your mouth.

You cough at the burning sensation of alcohol going down your throat. It works to dull your senses and she drags you back to the dancing floor, your head is spinning and your heart is beating to the thump of the music, bodies colliding, bodies on the floor, bodies... BANG!

-

Jeongin is in the middle of a conversation when he looks down and sees Joon running down the stairs.

His eyes follow where he goes and then he sees it, you break down to the floor. He instantly puts down his drink and rushes to get you.

He cut through the crowd that is oblivious to the fact that you just fainted in the middle of the dancing floor. Joon has taken you to the side and sits you in the booth.

"What happened?" Jeongin asks in concern.

Jinny laughs from behind him, "she's just drunk!" She says, a little tipsy as well.

"Did you give her something?" Joon accuses her sister.

Jinny scoffs with unkind eyes, "You know I don't do that shit," she strongly refuses the accusation.

Jeongin glares at Joon and takes you into his arms, slowly shaking your shoulder to wake you, "Are you okay?"

With your eyes closed, you roll your head at his face and burst into laughter.

"I told you she's just drunk!" Jinny says and Joon takes her away before she pisses Jeongin more.

"There's a lot of people!" You slur at him.

"Let's go home then," Jeongin says, he takes off his jacket and put it on you.

Joon makes his way to let you and Jeongin walk out of the club with ease.

"There's is a lot of people," you whine into his chest.

"I'm scared."

He holds you close as he walks you out to the exit and waits for the car to arrive.

"I'm right here. You'll be okay," he mutters on the top of your head.

You shrug off his jacket the moment you get into your bedroom and kick your shoes off of you but failed to get them off you. You collapse onto the bed with your face down on the pillow, sighing.

Jeongin patiently takes the shoes off your feet and you mumble something.

"It's so tight!"

Your hand helplessly reaches for the zipper on your dress, "so tight... can't breathe..."

"Want to take off your dress?" He asks you.

"Mmh."

He goes to take the dress off of you and tries not to get it stuck in your head when he pulls it over your head.

"So much better..." you sigh in delight then loops your hands around his neck, taking him to lie down with you.

Jeongin has no other option but to lie there next to you, brushing your hair with his fingers.

"Are you still scared?"

There's a second of quiet before you begin to speak, "the sound... I can't get it out of my head," you answer.

"When you're with me, you don't have to worry," he assures you, "I'll keep you safe."

You nuzzle your head into the crook of his neck, "yeah?"

"Yes, I'll protect you with my life," he unequivocally says without the slightest doubt.

You lowly giggle and then get quiet again.

Jeongin allows himself to kiss you on the temple, just a small, tender one.

"If you protect me then who will protect you?"

Jeongin looks down and your eyes are open wide, reflecting the moonlight that shines through your bedroom window.

"I can protect myself," he tells you.

You put your arms around him and sigh, "Then we'll protect each other."

He smiles hears your words and holds you back, gives you a gentle kiss on the top of your head.

"Let me shop for my own clothes, will you?" You suddenly grumble at him with a slap on his chest.

"These are too tight, too short..." you adorably grumble to him.

He laughs in response, "Okay, okay."

Joon catches Jeongin getting out of your room in the morning.

"Are you looking for me?" He asks.

They get to the office and Joon presents him with video footage, "the man who paid the druggie is one of Junwon's men," he confirms.

Jeongin watches the footage one more time to see the familiar face.

"Your suspicion is right," Joon says.

When Jeongin is in doubt, he always comes to his uncle for insight even though he has to drive far, it doesn't matter to him, he's the only one he can trust.

"Seems like Junwon is not giving up his coup against you," his uncle says.

The strong wind coming from the ocean blows his way, sending his tie flying around his chest, "you know that he won't stop," Jeongin says.

Junwon is determined to take the throne from him, his mother is the one that backs him up with all of his evil plans and got half of the family taking on his side.

"It would be wise if you take decisions now," his uncle says, "learned from the past, you don't want to come up with one when it's too late."

Jeongin used to think that it was stupid of his father to risk everything for a woman. Now that he got trapped in the same dilemma as his father, he understands that it was not that easy to give up either: his throne or you.

On the other hand, he has his people to look out for and people that rely on him.

And if he lets you go...

He stops thinking and lets out a long breath but strangely it's only tightening the knot in his chest.

His uncle sighs while looking far beyond the horizon, "it's like history repeats itself."

When he comes to the mansion, it's already night and he thinks of seeing you. He stops by your bedroom door and has a second thought, he turns away, then leaves for his bedroom.

The warm water that rains down on him can't wash the thoughts that rage in his head. He closes his eyes and thinks of everything that would happen if he loses either and all the different schemes that may help him find some answers.

Then he feels hands around his waist and the warmth of your body behind him, joining him inside the shower stall.

"Can you stop disappearing in the morning?" You ask with one side of your face resting on his back.

"Don't leave without telling me, please?" You plead.

He puts his hands on yours and breaks them away, turning around to face you.

"I feel so alone when you do that," you say again with a sad face.

He takes your hand and kisses your knuckles, so tenderly with his eyes closed like it's painful to do so.

"I'm sorry," he mutters.

You lean in close and kiss him, putting your hands on his chest, letting him envelop you in his body.

He is more than eager to kiss you back and gently pin you against the glass wall of the shower stall, kissing you so deeply.

It's the first time he's having you on his bed and it's the first time he doesn't feel lonely in his own bedroom.

Your moans filled the quiet of his room as he steadily thrust you from behind. His hands wrapped around your body, one hand kneading on your breast and the other holding you steady by the waist.

Your hand curved around his neck with your lips attached to his.

It's not just physical with you, it's making sweet, sweet love.

Ever since that night, Jeongin grows a hunger inside him, a hunger for you and your body, your beautiful frame, and soft edges. It's growing bigger and bigger, insatiable.

How can he let you go when you break under the faintest of his touch like this?

How can he let you go when the only place you can find safety is in his arms?

How can he let you go when he knows that he'll never find another one like you?

When the night turns into morning, Jeongin gets a clearer idea that he won't let history repeats itself.

"Hey," you sleepily greet him, catching his hand from caressing your face and intertwining it with yours.

"You sleep so tight," he says.

You smile at him and get up from the bed, "are you going somewhere?"

"I have a business to take care of," he answers.

You nod and take his hand onto your lap, "okay."

"Can I go now?"

You softly chuckle, "yes," then let go of his hand so he can go.

He picks up his suit jacket and puts it on, coming to you to give you a long, lingering kiss on the lips.

"I won't be long," he says.

"Okay."

He gives you another kiss on the head and a caress on your cheek.

"I'll see you again," you say with a sweet smile.

How can he lets you go when you smile so sweetly like that to him?

-

You're in the middle of having a peaceful breakfast in the back garden when Jinny is coming unannounced.

"Shopping day!" She suddenly announces.

Joon runs after her and sighs, "You said you wanted to go shopping so I get you a friend to shopping with," he says.

"Trust me, you don't want to go shopping with my brother!" Jinny says, taking a strawberry from a bowl and biting it.

You're not sure if you can keep up with Jinny either, she's very energetic and you have visited more than a dozen shops already.

The only reason you're willing to go shopping is that you wanted to get a gift for Jeongin, you heard that it's going to be his birthday soon. You already got an idea for the perfect birthday gift but haven't decided which one to get.

You can finally get a break when it's time for lunch.

"No wine for my sister here or Joon will blame me again," Jinny orders the server then glares at Joon.

"I'm sorry for that night," you didn't get to apologize to her until now.

"That's okay," she cheerfully says.

"But not you, I'm still mad at you!" She says at her brother and flicks her napkin at him.

You laugh looking at their dynamic and Joon looks much younger when he's with his sister, somehow it reminds you of your brother.

You push the thought away or else you'll pity your brother, there's nothing that will justify what he did to you.

"I'm going to the restroom," you tell Joon as you leave the table but head out of the restaurant.

You saw a shop that sells arts and crafts earlier, you save yourself from having Jinny comment on your shopping choices.

You cross the street and come back to the shop, taking the time to find the perfect item as a birthday gift for Jeongin.

"Can I customize this?" You ask the shopkeeper.

"Yes, sure," she replies and assists you with your need.

The gift is wrapped already and you hurriedly put it inside your purse, feeling giddy that you can't stop thinking about how he would react to it.

It's not crowded but you hear footsteps coming from behind you. Maybe the experience of getting kidnapped before spooks you a little, you turn around to see that it's only a couple of tourists discussing where to go.

You retrace the route back to the restaurant before Joon finds out that you're out of his radar.

You hear footsteps following you from behind again and instead of looking back to see who it is, you walk faster to see if they follow you.

You decide to get back to the restaurant as fast as possible but you bump into someone on the corner of the street.

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry!" You quickly apologize only to see that it's Jeongin.

"What are you doing here?"

He grabs you by the elbows, "What are you doing here? You're supposed to stay with Joon!" His voice is tinted with concern.

"I just wanted to..."

He roughly pulls you to the side, sending you reeling, and hits a wall. Then you see that he's trying to get you away from a man with a knife in his hand.

"I give you a chance to go before one of my men comes here!" Jeongin tries to compromise with him.

You hide behind Jeongin while holding the back of his suit jacket.

"I can assure you that you don't want to know what my men can do to you," Jeongin says again.

The man won't back off and takes a step forward instead.

"I give you one more chance to get lost!" Jeongin warns him and takes a step forward as well, confronting him.

It's a risky decision to do so since Jeongin has nothing to defend himself. You stop him from going by grabbing his suit jacket, "No, no, don't!"

Looking over his shoulder, you see the man trying to strike when Jeongin is off guard and swings his knife at him.

"No!" You scream and pull Jeongin out of the way.

It's too late and the knife makes a deep cut on Jeongin's arm, blood starts gushing out of it, trickling down his arm that the drops of blood dripping from the end of his fingers. 

You see Joon and a few men are coming your way, you keep pulling Jeongin to not come at him and let his men do the rest.

Jeongin turns around to check on you, "are you alright? Are you hurt?"

You go into his arms and cry instead of answering.

You are nervously biting your thumb as you watch the doctor stitching Jeongin's wound in his office.

While Jeongin's face remains calm even though he can see the amount of blood coming from his wound on the crimson-tinted cloth discarded in the bin.

The doctor leaves him with a tube of painkillers which he eagerly takes and washes down with a liquor of his choice, not a recommended concoction but due to the situation he's in, you let it pass just this once.

You pick up the new shirt the maid brought for him and help him put it on, "is it hurt?"

He brushes your hair and smiles, "I'm alright."

You button his shirt one by one, "I told you not to come at him," you grumble.

"It's only a cut," he calmly says.

"If he stabbed you, would you say the same? It's only a stab to the heart?" you fiercely look into his eyes with your glossy eyes.

He softly chuckles and pulls you into a hug, "I told you I'm alright."

Maybe it's the tension that leaves your body altogether and makes you feel drained, you break into tears.

"It's because of me," you sniffle.

"No, it's my cousin, Junwon," he says.

You look up at him with questioning eyes.

"He wants to hurt you because, for him, you are still the daughter of the enemy," he explains.

Your eyes widen in slight shock from the new information you get from him, so the one who tried to hurt you so many times comes from his own family.

"But I'm with you, I'm no longer a part of that family," you stutter as anxiety starts to creep into you.

"I know but that's justified because you're in our territory," he elaborates.

He lifts your chin and insists you look him in the eyes, "That's why I'm asking you to marry me. They'll stop if you become a part of the family."

Now everything makes sense. He doesn't ask you to marry him based on personal interest, he has his own reasons and you only found out one of many.

He pulls you into his hug again, "but I promised to protect you so you don't have to worry."

He presses a soft kiss on your lips and that worked to help you calm down a little.

"I was out to buy your birthday present," you mutter with your head resting on his chest.

"Mmh?"

"I know your birthday is soon," you reply.

You let go of his hold to get to your purse and takes out the birthday gift for him, "you may as well keep it now," you hand it to him.

"But promise me not to open it until your birthday," you warn and place it on his open palm.

"I promise."

Now that he promised, you don't have to worry about anything else.

-

Days leading up to his birthday dinner, Jinny gives you pieces of information about the family members, there are a lot of them and it confuses you.

Which one to avoid, which one is the most dangerous, which one is okay to have a casual conversation with, and a lot more.

She despises most of them and if it wasn't because they're the ones who fund her for almost everything, she would probably hate them all.

"Okay maybe Jeongin is the least vile of them all," she says with a mischievous smile.

"I don't know if that's a compliment or...?" You ask with a raised eyebrow.

She shrugs in response.

On the night of the birthday dinner, you make sure you dressed up properly and did your make-up enough but not too much.

Again, you put so much effort to welcome a group of people who tries to kill you.

Jeongin comes into your room and you shot up from your chair.

He smiles as he approaches you, "you look lovely."

"Thank you," you mutter.

He tells you to sit with him on the bed, "my family is... Uhm, they're not going to be great people to have dinner with," he says.

"And they're most likely to say awful things to you so I want you to ignore all of that," he takes the end of your hair and untangles it with his finger.

"I never really fancy them, it's just the name... but they're not what I am," he finishes.

You get it that he wants to let you know that despite all of the crazy or vile things his family will do or say tonight, he hopes that it won't change your perception of him.

"Okay," you say to him with a smile.

He looks at your face once more and gives you a quick peck on the lips.

The guests start to come half an hour before dinner is served, you wait for them by the main hall along with Joon and Jinny with drinks in your respective hands.

"Be careful, he's touchy!" Jinny warns through her gritted teeth when a man with a mustache and a beard comes into the mansion.

"Here's the cool aunt, she comes here to get drunk!"

"The normal one in the family, he owns the publishing company!"

She keeps you entertained with all the dirty secrets.

"Here comes the trouble!" She announces.

A group of people comes through the door led by a young man with slicked-back hair and a snob's face.

"That's the guy who tried to kill you," she quickly whispers to you before they get closer.

He offers his hand for a handshake with you, "Please to finally meet you!"

"Oh, I should be the one pleased to meet you," you say back with a subtle tone in it.

He gives you a glare and then the woman who stands next to him shoots you a sinister smile, it's uncanny the smirk that they have almost resemble each other.

Jinny said that the one I should give a good impression to is the eldest, the royalty, the queen of the beehive, Jeongin's grandmother.

She comes with an assistant and her chauffeur, the only two persons that she trusts. Even the eldest knows that it's not safe inside her own family.

Jeongin personally introduced you to her and she takes a close look at you with her thick glasses on, you wonder if it's possible to see you properly that close.

She smacks her lips repeatedly and says, "she looks like her."

Her assistant comes to her side, "Sit her far away from me!"

You can feel all the mocking eyes and that sinister smiles of theirs without having to look.

You sit at the same table with Joon and Jinny for dinner, you're not expecting less than this. They probably think that you should be grateful that they keep you alive until now.

It shouldn't even be considered a birthday dinner, there's no cake, no birthday wishes, and no gifts. There are just stink eyes and throwing unkind glances at each other during dinner and of course, there's some ass-kissing here and there, one has to climb the social ladder somehow.

At the end of the night, you help the kitchen staff tidy up the dining room, then have a glass of wine with them in the kitchen.

Jeongin finds you there and everyone else going to give you some privacy.

"I'm pretty sure I made great impressions," you sneer.

He softly smiles and the dimples sunken on his cheeks, "you really did," he says.

He leans in close to kiss you and tastes the wine on your lips, "sweet!"

And it reminds you of something.

"I have something for you," you tell him.

You walk to the fridge and take out the cherry pie you made for him, you plant a few candles on them since he hasn't blown a birthday candle yet.

"Don't forget to make a wish!" You say as soon as you light the candles.

Jeongin hesitates but eventually closes his eyes and mutters his wishes to himself then blows the candles off.

"Happy birthday!" You throw yourself at him and give him the warmest hug you could ever give him.

"Thank you!" He mutters his gratitude with a kiss on your neck.

"Can I eat this now?"

"Sure. I made this for you," you answer.

Joon and Jinny find you in the kitchen eating the cherry pie together, "Hey, what about us?"

You laugh and wipe your mouth from the cherry filling on the corner of your mouth, "I have another one in the fridge!"

They race to get to the fridge first and we all end up having a small birthday in the kitchen, opening all the bottles of wine with ease and having a lot more laughs in between.

You walk hand in hand back to your bedroom, "did you have my birthday gift with you?"

"I keep it close with me," he says.

You sit down on the bed with him and tell him to open the gift, "I picked this gift very carefully and it wasn't that easy to decide on this one," you add.

He nods and looks at the small square box wrapped with brown paper.

"You may open it now!"

Jeongin enthusiastically rips open the wrapper and opens the small box to reveal the miniature of the mansion.

"I was surprised to see this then the lady in the shop told me that the mansion is one of the historical buildings in the city," you elaborate.

Jeongin trails his fingers on the miniature and how every little thing matches the details of the mansion in real life.

"Now, open the doors!" You tell him.

Jeongin places the miniature on his palm and opens the two small doors one by one to reveal the writing inside.

He has to shine a light on it to read the word 'YES'.

He snaps his head at you, a bit confused but at the same time, hoping that it's the answer he's been waiting for.

You bite your lower lip and smile, "Can you ask me the question again?"

Jeongin takes a deep breath before asking you the question again, "Would you marry me?" Then he holds his breath until you say the answer.

And this time, you will answer with a steadfast conviction, "Yes, I do."

-

What did he do to deserve this much happiness?

How can a simple yes make him happy that he could die?

But he will not die without having your lips as the last thing he tastes on earth.

Your lips, your intoxicating lips that make him drunk for each kiss he receives from you.

Your body never ceases to amaze him, soft under his fingertips and sensitive under his touch.

"Argh, you keep clenching around me," he groans into your ear.

Ignoring his words, you keep bouncing on his cock and clench around him, making him whimper against your lips.

"If you don't stop, I might cum inside you, beautiful," he coos at you.

"Then cum inside me," you let him.

Something snaps in him that he tightens the hold around you and kisses you hard your teeth almost collide with his.

"Go on then, make me cum," he says to you with a sly smile.

You feel challenged by his words and he shouldn't have asked for it when it's your plan in the first place. You keep doing what you're doing only faster, harder, and clenching around him to give him the utmost pleasure.

"You're close, huh?"

And he can't find a word to say, unable to form a verbal answer for you.

He lays back and watches you fucking him, enjoying torturing him with pleasure like this. The sly smile on your face is what gets him off.

"Oh there, yes, oh... I feel it," you slow down knowing that he just cum inside you.

"Fill me up, fill me full," you mutter as you lower your mouth on him.

He turns over and has you under him, your put your legs around him, pulling him close, "don't pull out yet."

You give him a sloppy kiss on the lips, "I want all of you in me."

And there's nothing hotter than having a part of him in you, becoming one with you. Jeongin feels so content with all the happiness that comes to him like stars that fall onto his lap.

It's one that he didn't expect yet he's eternally grateful for it.

He looks at you, at the face that he wishes to wake to every day in his life then says, "I can't wait to marry you."

Jeongin usually gets up fast and gets ready for the day, but not today, he just wants to stay in the bed with you.

He's got a plan for today but there's no need to rush to that.

He trails his fingertips down your arm then kisses your bare shoulder, "wake up, beautiful!"

You stir in your sleep but not waking up yet, he put all of your hair away to give you a series of kisses on the neck.

"That tickles," you giggle at him.

You turn on the bed to face him and smile, "Morning!"

"Morning!"

He holds your face with one hand and rubs his thumb over your lips, "we have somewhere to go today."

"Yeah?"

He nods, then he takes your hand in his, "somewhere where I can put a ring on it," he says.

You look so adorable getting flustered like that.

It amazes him how fast the news of his engagement travels in the mansion, he believes Joon shares the news with Jinny and Jinny shares the news to, well... everyone.

Everyone who comes across him congratulates him, he never had to smile this much and it's barely 10 in the morning, "aren't you happy you share the news with your sister?"

"Happy news should be shared, my friend!" Joon says with a sneaky eyebrow raise.

"I'll be going to my uncle's house after lunch," he informs.

"Okay, we'll be ready by then!"

He shakes his head, "No, it's just me and her this time."

"But—"

Jeongin stops him from talking, "I can take care of us," he says.

Joon comes up with another idea, "I know but as a precaution, I'll be following you in a different car—"

Jeongin stops him again, "We'll be okay, it's just a quick trip!"

Joon sighs in defeat, "okay but can you keep your phone close to you the whole time?"

"I'll do that!" He agrees and takes his phone with him, slipping it inside the inner pocket of his suit.

His uncle already knew about the good news and welcomes him with an enthusiastic hug.

"Congratulations!" He says as he rushes to give you a hug too.

His wife serves you tea with some cookies that she baked, "you guys look great together!" She says.

Jeongin gestures to his uncle for what he came here for and he jolts on his seat, "oh yes, of course!"

He walks out of the living room and up the stairs and comes back with a velvet box in his hand.

"I've been keeping this too long," his uncle says as he hands it to Jeongin.

Jeongin opens it to reveal a ring inside, a thin gold band with a diamond on it and it catches the afternoon shine, reflecting it to your eyes.

You look at his uncle and his wife looking at you with smiles on their faces, they're probably anticipating this moment just like you.

"This belonged to my passing mother," Jeongin says to you and takes your hand in his.

You slightly turn on your seat to face him so you can look him in the eyes.

"I want you to have it," he slips the ring onto your ring finger and watches it perfectly fit you there.

"And I want to see it on your finger, forever."

You brightly smile at him and lean in for a kiss.

The only spectators in the house clap their hands at you both and his wife opens a bottle of champagne to celebrate.

Jeongin takes a walk with his uncle outside and enjoys the summer sun that makes the surface of the ocean shimmer.

"I am not my father," he suddenly says.

"I know," his uncle says with a tap on his shoulder.

"I'll fight for it, I'll not give up," Jeongin says with eyes filled with determination.

His uncle puts his arm around his shoulder and squeezes it, "you do what you think is right," he encourages him.

After having an early dinner together, you say bye to his uncle and wife before leaving for another three hours drive back home.

Jeongin glances at you and he feels like his life has taken a new path, a better path. He takes your hand and squeezes it on your lap.

"You must be tired," he says.

You shake your head, "just a little."

Today has been exceptionally fulfilling and content, everything feels right where it belongs.

BAM!

A car comes from the side and crashes into Jeongin's car, sending it spinning on the empty road that he loses control of his steering wheel.

The car comes to a halt when it hits a tree on the side of the road.

Jeongin shakes his head to keep him conscious, his hand gropes around the passenger's seat to find you.

"Are you okay?"

There's no answer.

The pieces of glass from his shattering window are on his lap, he unbuckles his seat belt to check on you.

He grabs you by your shoulder and gently shakes you awake, "are you okay?" He asks again.

You whimper in pain and hold your head, "my head..."

He checks for any wound on your face but there's nothing.

Jeongin searches for his phone and calls Joon for help, "I can't talk much but we're having an accident..."

Someone bashes the window on your side and forces the car door open, a hand pulls you by the hair out of the car.

Jeongin gets his gun from the glove box and limps his way out of the car.

"Let her go!" He shouts at a pair of men in balaclavas carrying you by the arms.

Jeongin aims the gun at one of them, "I said, let her go!"

Someone comes out from a black van with a gun in his hand, "why don't you put the gun down or I'll kill her?"

Jeongin takes a step forward but stops himself, "I swear if you hurt her..."

You shake your head at him, "No, don't!"

"Drop the gun!" The man with the gun says to him while pressing the gun into his head.

Jeongin keeps his aim high and focused.

The man cocks his gun and is ready to fire, leaving Jeongin with no choice but to drop his gun.

"Now get on your knees!"

Jeongin hesitantly obeys and drops to his knees, the one man who holds you comes to get the gun.

Jeongin keeps his hands up but staring so intensely at each one of them, "I'll find you! I'll find each one of you and kill you with my bare hands!"

One of them turns at the other with uneasy eyes, "What do we do with him?"

The man with the gun surely holds the most powerful among them and decides for them, "Leave him! we only need the girl," they say.

Jeongin sees you crying as they tie your hands together on your back, "don't be scared, I'll come and get you... I promise," he assures you.

But the guy who picks up the gun hits his head with his gun and he drops down onto the ground, unconscious.

-

Jeongin wakes up disoriented with the lights on the ceiling blinding him.

"Where am I?" He slurs.

"Hospital!"

It's all ringing in his ears until Joon comes to his focus, "your head is severely bleeding."

Jeongin gets up too fast that his head is spinning, "I need to find her!"

"We put all of our men searching for her!" Joon convinces.

Jeongin puts his feet down on the floor and gets up from the bed, he quickly gets a grip to steady himself.

"You can't leave yet!" Joon warns him and pulls him down onto the bed again.

"I have to find her! I promised her... I'll come and get..." he picks up his shoes from the Ziploc bag and put them on.

"I know but I swear, we're looking everywhere as we speak," Joon persists with his hands keeping Jeongin down on the hospital bed.

But surely, Jeongin doesn't listen to anyone but himself. He ignores him and goes on his own to let everyone knows how furious he is.

Joon drives him to the manor, where the eldest lives and where most of his family also reside in. He lets himself in and breaks the door open, finding them in the dining room having a peaceful dinner of roasted chicken and red wine.

Jeongin comes to the end of the dining table and slams the table, "which one of you took her?"

The whole table stays quiet, unfazed by his presence.

He fists his hands and gets on the table, kicking the glasses and bottles with his foot.

"I said which one of you took her?" He screams at them.

Junwon's mother lifts her wine glass and sighs, "No one is doing anything."

He faces Junwon who calmly sits and looks up at him, "aren't you marrying her? Then I have no reason to kill her, right?"

He purses his lips for a second and continues, "I must admit it was fun but I have to stop and follow the rules."

Jeongin laughs at him, "You fucking pussy, only dare to play behind mommy's back!" He snickers and looks down at him with condescending eyes.

But one thing that he honors about his family is that they always play by the rules, no one stray out of tradition in his family. If you become a part of the family then no one can hurt you, no one hurts their own kind.

Jeongin sighs in frustration and gets off the table, "I am the leader of the Southside and I rule however I want to rule!" He says it loud and clear for everyone to hear and then looks at them one by one in the eyes.

Joon is still processing what just happened and he follows Jeongin out of the manor like someone under the influence.

"They're a group of people I haven't seen before," Jeongin says, throwing his jacket suit to the backseat.

"They surely know me but are ballsy enough to proceed," he pulls open the glove box and takes the gun, filling the chambers with bullets.

"Someone must have paid them a shitload of money to do that."

Joon stutters while trying to focus on driving, "and it's not Junwon?"

"That coward is many things but not a liar," Jeongin says.

"Then who is it?"

Jeongin clicks the chamber back until it clicked in place, "drive to the outskirts of town!"

-

Someone holds your face and observes your face, "Oi, the man said not to hurt the girl!"

"She bites me in the fucking arm!" one man from the passenger's seat says.

"Is she awake?"

"Yeah."

"Get her ready! We're almost there!" The driver says.

The car stops at an abandoned building with the neon lights flickering and a man comes to hoist you out of the car.

They drag you by the shoulder to meet a man who's waiting for your arrival, a man who probably paid to take you to him.

They sit you down on an empty chair.

"Package has safely arrived!" The man you're sure is the driver and pushed the gun to your head announces.

The man who has been waiting for you turns around and reveals himself, your brother.

He makes his way towards you and asks for a knife from one of his men, cut the ties around your hands, and carefully removed the duct tape from your mouth.

He sees the blossoming bruise on your jaw, "which one of you did it?" Your brother asks.

The driver points to the man with the upper half of his face still covered in a balaclava.

Someone brings him to your brother and he doesn't wait for a second to punch him in the face, on the same part of the face where he hits you.

"When I told you to not hurt her, I meant not even a scratch on her!" He snarls at him.

He gestures to his men to give them the money so they can scram and do whatever they want with it, he couldn't care less.

"Take me back!" You say to him.

Your brother takes a bottle of water and hands it to you, "I paid those men to take you here. Why do you want to get back there?"

He holds the bottle at you but you're not taking it from him.

"He's going to be really, really mad!" You tell him.

Your bother throws the bottled water onto the floor, sending the water splashing around and onto your legs.

"WHY DO YOU WANT TO GET BACK THERE?" He screams at you.

You hold in your tears, "because I don't belong here anymore," you meekly answer.

He calms himself down and leans against the worn-out desk, "that man forces you to marry him, right?"

So he heard the news and that's why he took you. You look at him and put your hands on your lap, shaking your head.

"Come on! There's no way you agreed to marry him," he says while laughing in disbelief.

"He proposed and I agreed to marry him," you explain.

Your brother approaches you and drops to his knees in front of you, "that's what makes me so mad! Why did you agree to marry him?" He asks.

He holds your hands and looks at you, "once you marry him, there's no way back. You'll be stuck with him forever and that's why I did this, I'm saving you."

"I didn't ask for this!" You say to him.

He laughs maniacally, "but I know that you needed a saving!"

You can see the sorrow in his eyes, but he isn't exactly saving you, he was trying to find a way to make amends with you, with himself. He wants redemption.

"You want to know something?"

He nods.

"I am the happiest when I am with him. I feel safest when I am with him. I am protected, taken care of—"

"BULLSHIT!" Your brother cuts you off and lets go of your hands altogether.

"You don't belong with him. You belong here!"

This time, you laugh at him, "belong here where exactly?"

Your brother gets quiet and looks away, he knows that the family disowned you already.

"Just let me go! Let me get back there so no one gets hurt!" You calmly speak so he understands that he's at risk for taking you here.

"No! I'm not giving you back!" He resists.

"You're going to trigger something much bigger than this," you warn him.

You know Jeongin well enough that once he promised, he'll do anything to come and get you, that includes coming here and getting you himself even if that means breaking the territorial rules.

Unless...

"Or is that what you want?" You ask.

One of his men comes with information, "sightings at the outskirts of town!"

So that's your brother's plan, he willing to start a war than let you go back to the Northside.

"You're going to risk a lot of innocent lives," you remind him.

"I don't care!" He simply answers.

"LET ME GO!" You scream at him.

He snaps his head in your direction and spits his words like they're acid, "I'm not going to let you marry that son of a bitch!"

"Please, please! There's no need for it to be like this!" You beg.

Your brother sticks to his conviction.

You get on your knees and beg at him with your hands clasped in front of you, "Please! Make the right choice!"

He starts to waver and kicks his chair out of frustration, "why do you have to marry him?"

"Because I love him!" You answer without a beat.

His eyes dart to the ring on your finger then quickly looks away as if it stings just to look at it.

His men announce a new piece of information, "he's going to cross the border!"

"I beg you! Stop" You plead harder at him with tears in your eyes.

-

"If you take one more step, you'll trigger a war!" Joon warns him.

"I promised her! I promised to come and get her myself!" Jeongin repeatedly says.

Joon has been persuading him to wait a little bit more until there's another way to get you back here to the Northside.

All guns are aimed toward them and they're outnumbered, it's all because Jeongin doesn't want to wait for his men.

"We have not much time!" Jeongin swings his gun.

Joon quickly stops him from being reckless, "at least wait until our backups come!"

Jeongin's stubbornness is unpenetrable everything Joon says to him bounces back to him.

"Jeongin, stop! Please!"

The sound of Joon's phone ringing in his jacket pocket interrupts them and he quickly picks it up.

He hears the man from the end of the line talk, then gives it to Jeongin.

"We're on the way there," your brother speaks into the phone.

"Stay on your side or one of the men won't hesitate to put one between your eyes!"

He then hangs up the phone.

Joon sighs in relief, knowing that they're so close to starting a war and far worse things.

Not long after, a car stops in the distance and two people come out of it. They talk for a while out of their earshot and when they get closer, he can see that it's you and your brother.

He stops a meter away from the invisible line that separates the Northside and Southside.

Jeongin throws daggers with his eyes at him with his hands balled into fists on his sides.

"I'm saving her from a group of kidnappers," he lies.

And Jeongin knows he lied, he's just trying to save face.

He sees how he reluctantly lets go of his hold of your hand as you make your way back to him.

Jeongin opens his arms to welcome you back and you come into his embrace, he can finally let out a breath. He kisses your head with so much love and holds you tight.

"Are you alright? Are you hurt?" He asks in concern.

You shake your head.

He sees the bruised jaw and the scrapes on your knees, but he can worry about them later, he pulls you into a hug again.

Your brother watches with disgust in his eyes and eventually looks away.

"Use this information however you want but I'm going to marry her," Jeongin says.

Your brother scoffs in response, "Just don't try and dare to cross the line again!"

He leaves without saying anything else but gestures for his men to back off, all guns are out of the way and no one gets hurt in the end.

-

You're back in your bedroom with Jeongin tending to your wounds. He intently put ointment on the scrapes on your knees then blow on them.

You see the wound on his temple, "how's your head?"

He takes your hand and kisses your palm, "stop worrying about me."

He puts the first-aid kit away and gets on the bed, "You must be tired," he says.

He sits with his back against the headboard of the bed and lets you rest your head on his chest.

"Why did you get back here?" He asks out of the blue.

You look up at him, slightly surprised by the question.

"That's your chance to get your freedom. Isn't that why you agree to marry me? Freedom?"

The chance that he might lose you forever makes him question his own decision to marry you if it's right or wrong. He had a moment of doubt a moment before crossing the line to the Southside.

"Because I love you," you enunciate the words loud and clear.

There's no way he misheard it but he needed to hear it again to confirm.

"What did you say?"

"Because I love you, Jeongin."

His heart expands and fills with nothing but warm feelings, the bad that happened earlier replaced by something far greater and more rewarding.

"You make me feel safe and happy, you make me realize that I am worth more than what they told me," you tell him the reasons why you can confidently utter those three words to him.

He places a hand on the nape of your neck and presses an endearing kiss on your lips that his heart aches, bursting with so many emotions.

How can he let go of something as pure as your love for him?

He is indeed stupid to ever thought for a second that he could let you go.

"I love you too," he says back the second he pulls away from the kiss.

"I love you so much," he says again with a quivering voice.

He holds your face in his hand and can't believe that he gets to be in love with someone as wonderful as you. Maybe that's why the world keeps trying to keep you apart, maybe the world is jealous of what you and he have.

"I want to marry you as soon as possible," he blurts out.

He may sound irrational but he doesn't care, love isn't a logical thing after all.

"Okay," you agree.

He rushes to kiss you again, to be in love and reckless. He's saving no room for regrets, not now, not ever.

"But maybe after my bruise has disappeared?" You appeal with a grin.

He chuckles at your request, "What about tomorrow then?"

Your body shakes with laughter, "Isn't that too soon?"

"That is not soon enough."

-

Jinny managed to arrange a small wedding in a matter of three days.

You must admit that she's excellent in a lot of things but lacks in likable attitude.

You've always wanted a small wedding anyway and Jeongin invited the family out of courtesy, if they come or not wouldn't matter much to any of you anyway.

"How the fuck did you shrink half an inch in one night?" Jinny says as she helps you fit the wedding dress.

"I don't know but I feel faint right now..." you breathlessly say.

"Get her a sandwich or something!" She tells one of the helpers in the room

But you're not hungry, it's coming from the nerves. You are nervous, you have been for the last three days since Jeongin ordered everyone that the wedding should be held as soon as possible.

You agreed to hold the wedding today because Jeongin has a business trip the next day and he doesn't want to wait for another week to marry you.

"We can do the adjustments later, do her hair first!" Jinny orders everyone around while you can only sit and look at your reflection in the mirror.

All of the doubts are coming back and haunting your head, you believe that you have made the right decision to let him marry you.

But thinking of what the future holds for both of you... you're not sure it's going to be an easy one.

"I told you to get a lot of sleep!" Jinny complains again as she looks at the dark circles in your eyes.

How can you sleep knowing that you'll get married to the man you once thought is your enemy?

Lastly, Jinny fixes the veil on your hair and gives you your bouquet to hold.

"The make-up is waterproof but try not to cry, okay?" She warns you before letting the veil cover your face.

But a few of the mansion staff start crying seeing you in your wedding dress as you make your way to the back garden for the wedding ceremony.

"You look very beautiful, miss!" One of them praises.

You can't help but get touched by it, they were once strangers to you but they feel so close to you now, almost like a family.

"Don't trip!" Jinny whispers one last tip before the doors open and the music starts playing.

Don't trip! Don't cry! you remind yourself.

You carefully walk down the steps one by one and try not to step on your dress, the veil is a little distracting but also helps you hide how tense you must look right now.

Your arrival is welcomed by collective gasps and coos, you try to smile and look ahead, trying not to trip on your dress.

There he is, the man who's going to marry you and give you his name.

He looks so dapper with a tuxedo on, slick dark hair, and a smile that doesn't wear off his face even for a second.

You see Joon foolishly smiles and taps Jeongin on the shoulder, he whispers something at him but Jeongin's eyes refuse to stray from you.

All of a sudden, you stop worrying about everything else, you trust this man, you trust him that he'll protect you and love you until the end of time.

You stop worrying about the people who try to keep you apart and who cares if you trip on your dress, he'll still love you no matter what.

All you want to do is come to him and let him hold your hand.

Once you arrived at the altar, he looks through your veil and mouths, "you're so beautiful."

You hold your breath and almost can't hear the words the officiant says.

For a magical moment, it feels like there's only you and him in holy matrimony.

Then he, without any shred of doubt in it, says, "I do."

And you, with all of your heart, say, "I do."

Your breathing quickens when Jeongin lifts your veil and he finally gets to see your beautiful face, he looks so overwhelmed that he stays immobile for a few seconds.

The officiant feels the need to say it again, "You may kiss the bride!"

You smile at him and hold his hand, you decide to be the one who kisses him first.

It takes him a second to return the kiss and applause erupts from the guests.

He lets go of the kiss and holds your face with both hands like you are a fragile object, smiling at you before kissing you again on the lips.

It's only after the ceremony that you notice the effort Jinny puts into this wedding, the decoration, and the beautiful flower arrangements.

This wedding feels like straight out of your dream.

But one thing that we can't always predict is the weather. It's the middle of summer, who would have thought that rain would come in the middle of the day and ruins everything?

The guests start running into the mansion while everything in the garden gets destroyed and swept by the strong winds.

Jeongin takes you by the hand to get you inside as well, running through the rain and laughing once you're inside.

He gently dabs the raindrops on your face while you fix the hair stuck to his face.

The party moved to the mansion.

Everyone warms themselves with the endless supply of wine and once the music starts playing in the mansion, everyone is in the mood to party again.

You changed into a simple white dress while Jeongin already got rid of his suit and tie, his fitted white shirt is rolled at the sleeves.

You come to sit on his lap and rest your head on the crook of his neck.

He endearingly touches the backless part of your dress with his fingertips.

"Maybe we should have held the wedding after I get back," he says to you.

You shake your head disagreeing with him, "No, I wouldn't change a thing about it."

You look at everyone who is having a great time, laughing and drinking, dancing, or just swaying their bodies to the music.

"It's perfect as it is," you add.

He angles your head to plant a kiss on your lips and plants another one, long and lingering, letting his love overflows you.

After having an intimate slow dance, Jeongin doesn't wait to carry you in his arms, and everyone cheers, watching him taking you out of the main hall and to his bedroom.

He kicks the door and closes it with his back while you're giggling with your arms around his neck.

"It's not nice leaving the guests unattended," you tell him.

He lightly shakes his head, "they can help themselves with more drinks," he coyly says.

He lays you down on the bed along with him, caging you between his arms then presses his forehead against yours, "I can't believe you're mine," he mutters with eyes closed, you believe he still has a hard time taking it all in just like you do.

You grab the collar of his shirt and bring his face close to kiss him, "I can't believe we're married," even just by saying that, it still feels weird coming out of your mouth.

Even the sex feels different.

There's no game, no hidden intention, nothing is concealed, everything is laid out in the bare.

"These lips..." he sighs into the kiss.

His hands wrapped around you as you seated on his lap, "this heavenly body..."

He hastily kisses your lips and sighs again, "you're all mine!"

You slip your hands into his hair as he sinks his mouth into your neck, dragging his lips lower to take your breast into his mouth.

With all this stimulation going all at once, you have a hard time keeping it steady, bouncing on his cock at a sloppy pace.

He slides his hands to each side of your waist and grips you there, slowly he lays you down on the bed without pulling out.

Your legs are locked around his waist and hold his hands as he lets his lustful eyes feast on your body, admiring it with his mouth parted open with low whimpers constantly spilling out of it.

"So beautiful and all mine," he mutters in disbelief.

It's the way he speaks with a soft gaze on you, no one knows that he can be as tender as this.

He makes love to you with utmost care and love, kissing you and praising you in between. He cum a little later after you with a moan that is both raw and raspy escaping his mouth.

He pushes his cock deep as he releases his seed inside you, he lays one hand flat on your stomach, then sighs, "I'm the only one who can fill you, mmh?"

You breathlessly say, "Yes."

He lowers himself on top of you and gently caresses your face, "I can't wait to make a family with you," he suddenly says.

Maybe the idea of having his child crossed his mind after cumming inside you and it's possible to breed you when the time is right and both of you have agreed to raise children together.

"We'll make our own family," he adds with a quick peck on your lips.

You move your hand to his neck and stare into his eyes, "You'll make a great dad."

He shakes his head, "No, because then I have to share you with them."

You laugh at how childish he sounded, if only anyone outside this room could hear him, they wouldn't believe that it's him who said it, the leader of the Northside.

It's often the one with the toughest shell that has the softest inside.

"Why are you laughing?"

You shake your head and say, "I'm so lucky," you say with a delightful sigh.

You feel the sweet little kisses he plants on your shoulders and neck, you faintly heard him saying something but couldn't properly make out what he said.

Then you drift back into sleep and wake up a little later, you turn to see that his side of the bed is already empty.

With the bathroom door left ajar, you hear the shower is on and you guess he must be showering.

You take time to rub the sleep off your eyes and stare at the ceiling, replaying the good memories from yesterday to this second.

And how grateful you are.

You hold your hand up and see the wedding ring, smiling because you're no longer a single woman, you're someone's wife now.

Jeongin comes out of the bathroom with the white towel hanging low around his hips and beads of water dripping from the end of his hair.

Gosh, he looks ten times more attractive than he already is.

"Is this what I'll be seeing for the rest of my life?" You tease.

He smiles at your words, comes to bed, and crawls over to you, kissing you until you slump back onto the pillow.

"Good morning, Mrs. Yang!" He greets the second he lets go of the kiss.

It feels like a dream still, being his wife and carrying his name.

"Good morning, Mr. Yang!" You greet back and without him knowing, take the towel off of him.

"So sneaky!" He says, placing a ferocious kiss down your body. He throws the duvet away and exposes your body to the cool morning air, letting the morning sun kiss your skin.

It's a perfect morning and he's just perfect, his mouth knows how to pleasure you, how to make you squirm and arch your back against his mouth, how to make you moan his name and ask for more.

Your hand is in his hair while the other holding his hand, lacing it together and resting it on your stomach.

There's knocking on the door.

"Jeongin?"

It's Joon's voice and he knocks again on the door.

"He is busy!" You shout an answer.

Jeongin keeps going but his eyes looking at you, admiring your mischievous grin.

Joon stops knocking and turns to shout, "The plane is ready! You have less than an hour!"

"Okay, Joon! That is more than enough!" You shout back at him and laugh at Jeongin with his head still deep between your thighs.

He takes his mouth off and crawls over to kiss you, "You're unstoppable!"

You giggle against his lips while your hand makes its way to his semi-hard cock, slowly pumping it in your hand.

Spreading your legs open and guide him to push it in.

That earns an eyebrow raise from him, "you're going to make me delay the flight," he mutters.

You kiss him and slyly smile, "then let's not waste time!"

-

Joon barges into the bedroom with an unamused face while you're still fixing Jeongin's tie.

"I told you he's coming!" You say with a heavy sigh.

You pick up the suit jacket from the hanger and help him put it on, flatten the lapel and smooth the sleeves.

"You look good, husband!"

"Thank you, wife!" He says back and kisses you.

You can hear Joon sighing again from the doorway, "The plane is waiting! We need to go!" He reminds.

Jeongin ignores him and kisses you more until your lungs scream for oxygen.

"I'll be back soon," he says with a caress on your cheek.

"Get back safely!"

He hugs you and lastly, plants a kiss on your forehead before leaving the room.

You walk him to the front door and wait by the steps, "be careful!" You say while waving your hands at them.

"And Joon!" You call before he gets into the car.

"What?"

"Get him back in one piece, please?"

He scrunches his nose at you, "Can't promise you that!" He jokes then gets into the car.

You watch until the cars are out of your sight then get back into the house.

The staff is still tidying up the back garden from the wedding decorations, breakfast is served on the patio next to the swimming pool.

Jinny joins a little after nine with dark sunglasses on.

"How fucking wonderful! It's sunny as hell today but not yesterday!" She curses while looking at the bright blue sky.

He plops down on the empty chair next to you and starts munching on food in front of her.

"How are you feeling, Jinny?"

"I feel like shit!" She mumbles.

Probably not a good idea to poke around when she's having a hangover.

"Miss, you have a package!" A maid comes to inform you.

You look up at her, "You mean for Jeongin?"

She shakes her head, "No, miss. Your name is written on it!"

You come to the office and find the package there, a big box wrapped with brown paper and your name written on it in beautiful cursive letters.

You are curious to find out but suddenly retreat, you can't be too careful with packages like this, especially one that is sent to this address.

The maid seems to notice the horror in your eyes and says, "No need to worry, miss. Someone has checked and it's nothing dangerous!"

You sigh in relief, "Oh, thanks!"

The maid leaves to let you open the package in peace, you rip the brown paper open, and from the logo on the box, you instantly recognize who is it from.

You open the box and find two bottles of wine in it, from the faded writings on the label and the printed year on the bottles, these are vintage and probably expensive bottles from your family vineyard.

There's a little envelope in it and inside, a letter of congratulations for the wedding. And to your surprise, they invite you for a wedding celebration in their vineyard.

What are they trying to do this time? You said in your head.

You're not going to fall into their scheme again and throw the letter back inside, shut the box with so much force the table rattles underneath.

You meet a different maid outside the office, "can you please get rid of the package in the office?"

"Sure, miss!"

"Thank you!" You mutter before walking back to the patio to return to your breakfast.

-

It's funny that he used to dread coming home because it's all the same to him. But now, he can't even wait for the plane to land, he wants to see you as soon as possible.

Jeongin gets inside the car and Joon hands him a letter.

"The club receives a package," he says.

Jeongin doesn't see what's so important with a package, "And?"

"Bottles of wine and this!" Joon points to the letter.

A wedding gift from the Southside and the letter is an invitation to a wedding celebration in their vineyard.

He reads it again in his office, abruptly stopping when he hears footsteps coming and the door of the office flies open, he turns around to see you dash toward him.

"You come home and not greet your wife first?" You glare and click your tongue at him.

You have no idea how much he misses you, how he craves your touch every night when he sleeps all alone in his hotel room. He takes your hand first and kisses your knuckle, "Hello, beautiful!"

That is enough to soften you, he pulls you by the waist to give you a proper welcome, putting your hair to the side and keeping it there.

Slowly, he presses a kiss on your lips then your cheek, then your forehead, and back to your lips.

"I miss you," he mutters.

You hug him back and kiss him, "I miss you too."

The kiss feels a lot whole better than the one he's been imagining in his head on the way home, it quenches his thirst and gets rid of his hunger. He'll never get enough of it.

So he lifts you off the floor and sits you down on his desk, kissing you harder and harder, you are forced to lie down on the desk.

Your hand accidentally knocks something off the table and shocks both of you, then burst into laughter for being foolish.

You twirl the end of his tie around your hand and pull him closer, "aren't you going to take me to bed and we can..." your eyes shift to something familiar on his desk.

The same letter from the package you received days ago, "I swear I told someone to get rid of it!"

You get off the table and get away from it like it would spread disease if you get near it.

"This one is from the club," he says.

"They sent another one?"

"I think they want to make sure that any of us get it," he guesses and puts a hand around your waist.

You sigh and rest your forehead on his shoulder, "You're not thinking of accepting the invitation, right?"

He gets quiet.

You look up at him with a questioning look on your face, "Jeongin, they're plotting something, I just know," you persist.

Jeongin has been thinking of it over since he received it and read it in the car.

He understands the way you stand and that you're against them now, but Jeongin sees this as an opportunity to show them that you're better off without them.

"I want to show you off," he says but spares you from the detailed reasons.

You let out a short yet heavy sigh, "I'm not an object."

He softly laughs and brushes your hair, "I want to show them that you're way happier when you're with me," he says.

You look at him again, a bit intrigued but still skeptical about accepting the invitation.

"It's dangerous," you refuse the idea again, "I don't trust them."

"It'll always be dangerous wherever I go," he simply states a fact, it will be dangerous wherever he goes, it's part of his job.

"Don't say that!" You complain with an annoyed glare.

He lifts your chin to make you look at him, "Do you trust me?"

"Yes," you answer without a beat, "but it's them that I don't trust."

He rubs your back and tries to soothe your anger down, "but we promised to protect each other, right?"

"Not going somewhere dangerous also means protecting each other," you argue back.

It's like arguing with the old you back, the you that is heavily suspicious of him and what he would do next.

"Somewhere that may be dangerous," he corrects.

You whine to oppose his idea and nuzzle your head into his chest like a fussy toddler.

"You're adorable when you're like this," he says then gives your cheek a gentle squeeze.

He takes the letter and put it in the trash bin.

"We don't have to go if you don't want to," he gives in and lets go of you.

-

After thinking about it over and over, you knew that it's a bad idea to agree to accept their invitation but not accepting also means that you're afraid of them.

And you don't want to give them satisfaction, letting them sleep in peace knowing that you're too afraid to even show up.

You clasp your hands on your lap to stop them from shaking.

Jeongin notices it as well, he kisses your temple and holds your hands, "it's going to be alright."

You're not worrying about yourself, you worry for him.

It's the first time Jeongin comes to their territory and he's vulnerable here, he refuses to come with his men and gives the impression that he doesn't have any trust in your family.

Well, you don't trust them but Jeongin insists that you show them that you come in peace and good intention, therefore, it's enough to only take Joon.

The sight of the vineyard only reminds you of the bitter childhood you had, how your father ignored you all the time that you always hide in the vineyard or the winery and played by yourself.

It disgusts you to see his face after so many years, after giving you up in exchange for your bother and most of all, for hating you while you did nothing but were born into this world.

Then there's your brother, you can see how much resemblance he has with your father when they stand close to each other.

Then there's your stepmother and your stepbrother who is probably still in his teen years, then there is your uncle and his wife who takes over the vineyard now.

"Did you like the wine we sent you?" Your father asks during dinner.

Jeongin politely smiles and answers, "it was delightful. A bit bitter but I like the earthly taste in it."

"They have been living 11 years in our basement. I remember my dear daughter liked to draw on the wine barrels," he says with a laugh.

You inaudibly scoff and wash the bile rising in your mouth with wine.

"I heard the wedding was beautiful," your stepmother says between sips of wine.

"We're very sorry for not inviting you. It was only a small wedding and we didn't invite a lot of people," Jeongin speaks for both of you again, "but we plan on having another celebration, by then, we'll make sure to invite you."

Your stepmother gasps and nods, "that would be wonderful!"

After dinner, the so-called wedding celebration moved to the living room where they prepared a cake and more wine. You exchange a glance with Jeongin because they do seem to put a lot of effort into it.

You feel a hand grabs yours from behind you, you look over your shoulder to see your brother.

"Can we talk?" He asks.

You're not exactly in the mood to talk to him after what he did a couple of weeks ago but you need to get out of the house, it's not a harmful thing to also listen to what he needs to say.

You walk to the vineyard with the moon hanging low in the night sky.

You stop walking too far from the house, "what is it you want to talk to me about?"

Your brother shoves his hands into the pockets of his pants and sucks air through his teeth before speaking, "I'm sorry for what I did," he says.

"And that is?"

"For took you and got you hurt," he shortly replies.

He doesn't sound that sincere for an apology that comes too late, not to mention, the kidnapping and almost trigger a war between Southside and Northside.

"Also, for dragging you into this mess in the first place," he adds, he swallows air as if admitting it punctured his lungs and he's struggling to breathe.

"I'm happy now, you know? He takes care of me and tends to everything I need," you try to sound calm but seeing your brother facing the hard truth is a rather sad sight. He's always been tough and he used to be the one who protects you, he broke his own rules and it broke him too from the inside.

"I am married to him because I love him," you continue, "and he loves me too."

He nods while looking down at his shoes digging into the ground, "I'm happy to hear that," he says.

He finally looks at you and forces a smile, "are you happy with him?"

"I do!"

"Does he makes you happy?"

"Yes."

"Good! Because you don't want to know what I would do if he didn't," he playfully remarks.

You let out a low chuckle, "You don't have to worry about me again. I have someone to protect me now."

He nods repeatedly, "I know."

The silence takes over and you've been away from Jeongin too long, you turn to head back toward the house.

"Where are you going?" Your bother asks, holding you from leaving by the wrist.

"I have to get back to him," you answer.

"He'll be okay, he can help himself to more wine," he says.

You try to let go of his hand, "I don't feel good leaving him alone with them."

"Them? Do you mean your family?

"Yeah, them but I don't consider them family anymore," you tell him, spitting the fact right to his face.

"What are you talking about?"

"I know, okay? I know that they dumped me the moment Jeongin took me in!"

Now that you said it again, you got reminded of how hurt you were that you almost kill yourself. You're changed now but it still stings at how easily they got rid of you.

"I have to get back!" You say and yank your hand from him.

"Let's take a walk around the vineyard like we used to do," he demands and pulls you in the opposite direction.

"No!" You hardly resist but he doesn't let go.

"Come on! For old time's sake!" He pleads with glints that flash in his eyes for a split second.

"Why are you keep stalling? Why do you insist on keeping me out of the house?" You ask with a suspicious tone.

He lets out a dry laugh, "I just want to walk around the vineyard—"

"This is no time for a stupid walk around the vineyard!" You shout and with all your strength, yank your hand away from him then break into a run toward the house.

It's obvious that he's pulling a scheme and that's why he lures you out of the house, away from Jeongin so they can put their plan in motion.

You kick your shoes off and run barefoot to the house, you ignore the sharp gravel path, then push through the door to the living room.

They were pouring wine into Jeongin's glass when you enter the room, without thinking, you swat Jeongin's hand, sending the glass falls onto the carpeted floor.

"Don't drink it!" You shout in a panicked voice.

Jeongin looks at you and holds your hand, "what is it?"

"They're planning something, I don't know what..." you stammer, "they probably put poison in the wine!"

Your father laughs and lifts the bottle, "we've been drinking from the same bottle of wine, dear!"

"Don't call me that!" You snarl at him, looking at him with disgust in your eyes.

Joon comes to you with widened eyes, "it's true! We've been drinking from the same wine bottle!" He confirms.

Jeongin leans down to pick up the falling wine glass from the floor and it's chipped on the rim, "but they did give me a new glass," he says.

Joon quickly takes it from him and sniffs for anything on it, "It smells..." he shakes his head, unsure of what he smells in it.

"I'm not sure but it smells so strong..." Joon trails his words, then glares at your family standing across from him.

Your father laughs again, "it's probably the wine!"

Jeongin offers the glass to him, "why don't you prove to me that the glass is not poisoned?"

Your father jerks his head away and it's only confirmed your suspicion.

"Is it you, father? You planned it, didn't you?" You accuse, taking steps towards him.

Your brother finally comes through the door and presents himself, "it's me. It's my idea."

You scoff in disbelief and rake your hair to the back out of frustration, "You fucking evil!"

You take a box of cigars on the table and throw it at him, "I regret still considering you as a family!"

You keep taking everything in front of you and throwing it at him, crying and shouting, "I hate to call you my brother!"

Jeongin grabs you by the elbows and holds you back, wrapping his hands around you, "Let's stop, mmh? Let's just go home!"

You turn around to let Jeongin hugs you, wiping your tears while Joon gathers your purse and Jeongin's suit jacket from the chair.

You stop by the doorway and turn around to face them again, the people that you once thought were your family.

You look at your brother again with your eyes red and teary, "I thought that father is the evilest of all but you!" You point at him and look him dead in the eyes.

"You're just as evil as him! You're disgusting! You might as well turn into father!"

You pause to catch a breath, "I'm glad I am no longer part of this family!"

You choke on a sob and take a deep breath to make one final statement, "I'm going to say this once and for all, you are not disowning me. It's me, I disowned this family. I am no longer related to this family as of now and forever."

You hold Jeongin's hand and lead him out of the house, not even willing to take one last look at the house you grew up in. There were no happy memories made in there, they are only nightmares and hell.

-

Jeongin was so wrong to think that you'll never be able to grow some thorns.

You did just now by bravely declaring that you officially cut ties with your family. And how proud he is with you, of what you've become.

A rose with thorns, femme fatale.

He takes off his shoes and put them on your bare, dirty feet inside the car, "you're going to get cold."

You've been quiet the whole time and Jeongin realizes that he shouldn't have persuaded you to come here.

"I'm sorry," he says to you, holding your hand but you don't look at him.

"Look at me, please?"

You cave in and look at him.

"I'm sorry," he apologizes again.

Joon turns the radio to muffle your conversation happening in the backseat.

"I told you," you croak and break into tears again, "I told you not to come here!"

He takes you in his arms, "I know. I'm sorry."

"You could have died if I was too late to get there!" You cry and hitting on his chest.

"But I'm not. I'm alright. You protect me," he says and kissing the top of your head.

"I could lose you forever," you hit him harder on the chest.

"I'm sorry. I'm really, really sorry!" He mutters repeatedly.

"What am I going to do if I lost you?"

He understands the fear well, he would have felt the same if the roles are reversed. He would be as furious and devastated as you right now

"I'll have no one left..." you sob and your tears seep into his shirt.

Back in the mansion, Jeongin wets a towel with warm water. He brings it to the bed where you lay on the bed and takes your feet on his lap, cleaning them with the wet towel.

After making sure your feet are clean, he comes to cuddle you on the bed, hugging you from behind and slipping his hands under and around you. He tries to offer you comfort and probably, through physical contact like this might help to alleviate your sadness.

"How are you feeling?" He asks.

You don't answer until a few seconds later, "I'm just glad to be home."

It's nice to hear that you called this your home and that means you'll always reside here, in this mansion with him.

He softly kisses your neck, "You're here now, let's just forget about it, mmh?"

He places kisses on any part of you he can plant kisses on, your neck, your cheek, your shoulder, your jaw, he wishes his kisses can cure your sorrow.

When he thinks you're already sleeping, you sniffle, then ask him, "I can't be like them, right?"

"What do you mean?"

"I am so afraid that I'll turn to be like them," you say with a shaky breath.

He turns you around to face him, "you said it yourself, right? You're not a part of them anymore."

You nod with a frown on your face.

He lifts your chin and forces you to look at him, "hey, do you hear me? You're not one of them anymore."

You nod with a sad smile on.

He holds both of your hands and lifts them until they are in front of your chest, "we'll make our own family and it'll be nothing like mine or yours," he says.

"It's our family!"

He emphasizes the word and lets it register to you that the family you'll build together is going to be nothing like the families you both know. You'll do better than the person who raised you both.

He gets hit by the realization that none of you have anyone else to rely on but each other. Thus, the fear of losing you becomes even more real and the importance of you has come to a new extent, and he loves you, loves you more than what his head can perceive.

He doesn't even know that he can love a person this much until now.

He places your hands on his shoulders and draws you close to him, "it's just you and me."

"You and me," you repeat while looking at him.

He holds your face and looks at you with such loving like your eyes hold his entire world in them.

"I love you," he mutters.

"I love you," you mutter back without question.

The world is so right to hate what you have because nothing can compare to the love you have for each other, the love that is bigger than the hate he has for his enemy.

And the world can only be jealous of what you both have.

-

EPILOGUE

"Can you believe it?" You ask as you come with a pair of ties and try to find the perfect one that would go well with the blue shirt.

"What?"

You choose the silk one with golden stripes and put it around the collar of his shirt, "that we've been married for a year now!" You say with widened eyes.

It's true, Jeongin has been looking at the same face every day yet he can't get enough of you, his wife, his home, and his forever true love.

This little routine of putting on a tie for him every morning seems like a simple everyday thing but to him, it's as sacred as the wedding vow he did on the wedding day.

You adjust the tie until it's perfectly settled around his collar, "there!"

Then you run your hands on his broad shoulders to smooth his shirt then smiles, "You look good, husband!"

"Thank you, wife!" He brings your face close with his hand under your chin and kisses you, tenderly like he always does because you are his precious rose.

"I have something to tell you," you mutter against his lips.

"Yeah?"

"It's supposed to be a gift for our wedding anniversary," you say with your hands on his chest.

You sheepishly smile when your eyes meet his, "but I can't wait to tell you."

Jeongin is intrigued, the last time he received a gift from you, it was the most amazing thing he can't think of any other gift that is better than this.

Nothing can top the moment when you said yes to his marriage proposal.

"You prepare a wedding anniversary gift for me?"

"Yes."

"But you don't have to gift me anything," He says, taking your hands from his chest, then kissing your knuckles with a soft gaze in his eyes.

"You already are a gift for me," he adds.

You blushfully smile and let him capture your lips for a kiss, you gasp when he lifts you off the ground and holds you tight.

The door flies open and Joon pops his head in, "The car is ready!"

Jeongin puts you down, knowing that it's his cue to get ready to leave.

"Goodness, Joon! What if you walk in on us having sex?" You complain at him with your hands folded in front of you.

"Trust me, I'd know if you guys were having sex," he casually says.

He turns to leave but stops to turn at you again, "it's loud, okay. I guess the whole mansion can hear when the two of you are having sex!"

You groan in disgust and push him out of the door, "get out of here!"

You always walk him to the front door before parting for the day, holding his hand and giving him one last kiss on the lips, watching him leave until the car leaves out of the gate.

Jeongin loosens his tie a little and clears his throat, he hesitates to ask but he needed to know.

"Is it important to gift each other on wedding anniversary?"

Joon howls and claps his hands at once, it's so loud that Jeongin almost jumps on his seat. 

"Oh! Is that why?"

"What? Why?

"I wonder why you look a bit unusual this morning," Joon says while tapping the steering wheel with his hand.

Jeongin rolls his eyes at him and lets it slide like he always does, only for him because he's his closest friend.

"So, is it that important?" Jeongin asks again. He already planned a celebration for tonight so he doesn't think it's necessary to get a gift as well.

"She already prepared one for you?" Joon asks.

Jeongin nods.

"It's not necessary but if she prepared you one then you have to get her one as well," Joon concludes with his eyes focusing on the road ahead.

"What kind of gift should I get?"

He feels grateful that no one else is joining on this car ride or else everyone will know how innocent he can sound at times.

"It's a wedding anniversary. You obviously need to get her the most special gift!" Joon emphasizes how imperative it is to get you the most special gift.

Jeongin can't think of one. Not that he can't think of anything you like, he know what you like and what not but whenever you mentioned wanting something, he would get it for you as soon as possible.

That's how devoted he is to you, he wants to give you everything you want, even the whole world if you asked for it.

The most special gift?

There are so many things he can gift you, a villa that he just bought abroad, a vintage car, a ranch he owns in the countryside, or a yacht.

But are they special enough for you?

What makes a gift so special though? He's not sure that it's the price, it's the thought that counts, right?

What makes a gift so special? He asks himself so many times during the day that he can't focus on his job.

"Just get her a piece of jewelry or something and called it a day!" Joon says to him, getting irritated by how Jeongin makes his job twice harder as it already is.

That's not special, he can buy you a piece of jewelry any day any time and you're not into lavish things.

He shakes his head, rejecting the idea.

"Then how about that painting you won from the auction?" Joon offers another idea.

"I lost it to Mr. Yamada, remember?"

"Oh yeah, you lost that one poker game," Joon slaps his forehead.

Joon orders two cups of coffee after finishing lunch, "get her a painting. She was a curator, I bet she'll like it."

Then an idea crossed Jeongin's mind.

"Is it possible to find a man in..." he looks down at his wristwatch and checks the number of hours until the wedding anniversary, "roughly 8 hours?"

"What man?"

Jeongin pulls out his phone and input a name on a search engine, when the results come on the page he shows it to Joon.

"This!"

There's an unreadable expression on his face, "are you sure he's from this country?"

Jeongin shrugs, "maybe."

Joon sucks air through his teeth until his cheeks inflated, "I'm not sure. We hardly have a name here!"

Joon knows how important this is for Jeongin and no, he's not letting it slide this time.

"Get all of our men looking for this guy!" He orders.

Joon notices how serious he is and this is a task, not a simple favor a friend asks another friend.

"Got it! I'm on it!" He hurriedly says, getting up from his chair and his suit jacket with him.

Jeongin hasn't received any results on the task he handed to Joon earlier.

You come with a glass of wine for him, "here, have a drink!"

He smiles at you, "thank you."

You put your hand on his neck and gently massage it, "We're having a party but you look so tense," you say.

"Is everything alright? Anything wrong with work, mmh?"

He suddenly feels bad for not being present on what is supposed to be a happy day, a celebration of his wedding anniversary.

"Nothing," he assures you with a kiss on your lips.

He puts a hand around your shoulder and leads you back to the living room where the party is, "Let's get a drink for you too!"

You sheepishly smile and put your hand around his waist, "No, I'm not going to drink tonight."

"Why?"

"You know how I do with alcohol," you say.

Not long after they get back at the party, Joon approaches him and says, "he's in the office!"

Jeongin can finally breathe and join in on the festivities, he takes your hand and get you out of the living room, "I have something for you," he says.

"Huh?"

"It's a wedding anniversary gift," he says.

You stop walking and he abruptly stops walking too, "you know you didn't have to get me anything," you say.

Isn't it too late for you to say that?

Jeongin has put a lot of effort to get you the most special gift and it's in his office now.

"I know," he lies.

"But I want to give you a special gift on our first wedding anniversary," He says and that's entirely true. Just because you don't ask for it, doesn't mean that you don't want it and he's more than eager to get you anything that brings you happiness.

"Come on!" He pulls you again in the direction of his office.

Joon opens the door for you both and a man is standing in the middle of the room, looking at the paintings hung around the office.

You raise your eyebrows at Jeongin but he can only return a questioning glance at you.

The man turns around in your direction and smiles.

"Wait..." you say with a laugh.

"Is this a joke?"

Jeongin's smile fades and turns gloomy, "what? Why?"

You laugh again and scratch the back of your head, "I met this man before, at an art exhibition!"

The man is coming your way and stops just enough to look at you, from the dark hair and the tiny mole under his left eye, it's the man you bragged about your painting at and then he just left.

"You mean my exhibition," he corrected.

You scoff and turn at Jeongin, "are you and Joon pulling a prank on me?"

Jeongin's face turns even sour and he's a second away from calling Joon, telling him to take responsibility for the task that he failed to fulfill.

"Aren't you looking for me?" The man says.

"Huh?"

"The Flower Field painter," he says.

You laugh out of confusion, "yes, but you are—"

"That's me!" He takes another step forward as if he's been invisible to you until he speaks the truth.

"I'm the painter H," he says again.

"The H stands for my real name, Hyunjin."

After a quick introduction and apologizing to him for so many times, you sit across from each other on the long wooden table in the private of Jeongin's office. 

It takes a lot in Jeongin to leave you alone with another man that isn't him or Joon, you can see that from how he reluctantly left the office and back to the party.

"I'm sorry for not properly dressed for a party. I was at a paint shop when they grabbed me and took me here," he says with a smile.

You wince at the imagery of your favorite painter being taken as they did with you, "I am deeply sorry, my husband has his way of..." you can't find an excuse that can justify what Jeongin did to him.

"It's alright," he says while nodding.

It's a bit strange to finally meet him in person, he is certainly not who you expect but not less than what you expect him to be.

He's just as tender as the flowers in his painting.

Also, he has a nice smile, his eyes form into crescents when he smiles and you can see that he's being genuine.

Out of nowhere, you remembered the comments you made on his paintings at the exhibition and wince.

"I also wanted to apologize for what I've said about the paintings, I didn't know that it was you back then," you say with an apologetic smile.

He holds his hand up to stop you from apologizing, "you were merely conveying your honest opinions about my paintings and I appreciate that."

You nod but stop looking him in the eyes, you embarrassed yourself enough already.

"The guy who took me here said that I am your favorite painter?" He asks.

"Yes," you answer with a flustered smile.

"Is that why you have my painting?"

"No," you take a small sip of your tea and continue, "my husband gifted it to me."

You relax when he shifts the conversation to something else, "we met for the first time because of your painting," you add.

"Or maybe, he looked up about me first and knew where I worked, decided to buy the painting then he took me here," you blabber with a smile, the memory flashed like that in your head.

He smiles listening to your story, "is it true that he is a..."

"Yes," you shortly answer because you knew he was going to ask if Jeongin is the leader of the Northside.

"This is a personal question and you don't have to answer, how the two of you ended up having a wedding anniversary?"

You crack a smile and sip your tea again, "I fell in love."

It sounds so funny to you now, how you used to hate him then poof! More than a year later, you're celebrating a wedding anniversary with him.

"I fell in love with my enemy," you say again, and can't believe how ridiculous that sounds.

"Interesting!" Hyunjin beams and sips his tea.

You take him on a tour around the house and save your bedroom for the last stop, it's still your bedroom except that there's no bed, you turn it into a reading room and make a small library for yourself.

"Come in!" You say as you flip the switch and turn on all of the lights in the room.

Hyunjin seems to hesitate to come into the room, it's like he's scared of what he's going to see in there.

After a moment, he gets into the room in big, awkward steps, then stands next to you.

"There it is!" You present his painting to him.

The Flower Field by H.

It's a pinch-me moment, looking at your favorite painting with the painter present in the room and not to mention, in your former bedroom.

It's as if he's seeing it for the first time and it overwhelmed him that he's been quiet for about ten minutes now.

"It's a love letter, isn't it?"

He snaps his head at you like you just snapped him out of a spell.

"You only make a beautiful place like that for someone you love," you say without looking at him.

He doesn't answer but turns his head at his painting again.

"I didn't mean to see this painting again," he suddenly admits.

You're familiar with artists' dissatisfaction toward their art, Monet did that to several of his paintings and so is Michelangelo with his sculpture.

And you wonder what makes him refuse to see his painting again?

"Why?"

He takes a moment to gather his thoughts to answer your question, "because I know I'll never get a reply to my love letter."

Love really is a preeminent yet mysterious force on earth and it's everywhere, in art, in objects, in movements, and everyday things like a simple hello in the morning.

He scares to see his painting again because it evokes that, feeling that he tries to hide under those strokes of paint.

You decide not to go further into it.

"I only noticed it after seeing it every day when I woke up in the morning," you say and take a step closer to the painting, pointing to a part you're curious about.

"This, here!"

You point to a speck of white on the serene blue sky, "I thought you had a speck of white paint on it. Is it intentional or...?"

He smiles and then shakes his head.

"No?" you ask.

"No."

You get back to where you stand and fold your hands on your chest, "what is it then?"

"That's the northern star."

-

Maybe Joon is right.

Jeongin should have bought a piece of jewelry and called it a day. He anxiously waits as you take the painter around the house and now, you're taking him to your bedroom.

He shouldn't be jealous, it's a gift for you and you are married to him.

He's having a party for his wedding anniversary for God's sake!

"I thought he was a model, not a painter," Joon says as he shoves a piece of grape into his mouth.

"He's pretty for a man!"

Jeongin slams his glass of alcohol next to Joon's hand in anger that it spills onto the table.

He decides that it's enough time for you two to catch up and talk about paintings, he can always invite the painter back to the house since he already knows his real identity.

He meets you right as you make your way back to the party.

"Please, help yourself to a drink and food," you tell Hyunjin and let him join everyone else at the party.

"Thank you for coming!" Jeongin politely says even though he's not technically inviting him, he forced him to come here against his will.

Hyunjin sweetly smiles and shakes his hand back, "Thank you for inviting me, and congratulations on the wedding anniversary!"

You grab Jeongin by the hand and pull him to the hallway, "I can't believe you kidnapped that man as a wedding anniversary gift for me!"

Is it a proper time to laugh it off? Jeongin can't decide so he kisses you instead.

"I want to give you a special gift," he earnestly says.

You roll your eyes at him, "yeah but the kidnapping is not it."

He hugs you and hides his face in your neck, he admits that he overdid it.

"I'm sorry. I just can't think of a more perfect gift for you!" He explains.

You hug him back, decide to see past the how and into his good intention, "thank you. It's indeed a very special gift!"

"What about my gift?"

"You want to open your gift now?" You ask, looking at him through your lashes.

"Yes."

You take him by the hand to the bedroom and sit on the bed as you take the gift out of the drawer, it's a small box. He wonders what kind of thing that would fit in that size.

"Just a warning: I hope you don't get jealous!" You say before handing it to him.

"It may be not your preferred gift but again, I want you to not get jealous," you warn again.

He gets confused with the warning you give him and the box feels light on his hand, he places it on his lap, then opens the lid.

You bit your lower lip and look at him in anticipation.

Inside, there's a music box. He opens it and it starts playing music, a statue of little cupid spinning in the center.

"What is it?" He asks, not sure if this is the gift or if he has a high expectations.

"Take the paper in cupid's arrow," you tell him.

He only realizes now that the cupid has been holding a folded paper, he takes it and put the music box down, letting it keep playing.

He unfolds the paper to reveal an ultrasound picture of...

"Does it mean...?"

You answer with a nod and a wide grin.

"Is it true?" He asks in disbelief.

You take his hand and put it on your stomach, "there is our child inside," you say.

Did he deserve this much happiness? Really?

"B-But I can't see, I don't..." he stammers, still can't believe that you're pregnant with his child.

"I'm only two months pregnant now so it's not showing yet," you say and put your other hand on his hand, caressing your stomach together.

"Oh my God!" He exclaims in disbelief.

"Am I the father?"

You chuckle seeing his nonplussed expression, "well, I hope so," you playfully answer.

The happiness that he feels is more than his head can handle, and he's having a hard time processing it. Yes, he said that he would be jealous of the child because then he'll have to share you with them but he also can't hide how ecstatic he is to raise a child with you.

He throws himself at you and hugs you so tight, "I love you so much!" He says with all of his heart that his voice is strained.

"I love you too," you say back and kiss his cheek.

"I love you so much."

He pulls away to kiss your lips, giving you the longest one that you gasp for air the moment he lets go of it.

"Just like you said," you rest your head on his shoulder and rub your belly together with his big hand on yours, "We'll make our own family."

He kisses your forehead with so much love, "our family," he sighs and he loves the sound of that still. It sounds so hopeful and beautiful.

"Our family," you repeat.

No words can describe how happy he is but he was so wrong to think that you couldn't give him a better gift than saying yes to marrying him. And now, you're telling him that he will have a piece of you that he can love as much.

How lucky he is to have you, you have been and always will be the most special gift to him. 

-

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The FBI is reportedly probing misconduct allegations regarding Dolton, Illinois Mayor Tiffany Henyard after a local business owner claimed he was punished for refusing to donate to an event the mayor held.

Henyard had previously posted an Instagram video of herself chatting with Biden from when she attended a press conference at the White House on Jan. 19, during the U.S. Conference of Mayors' annual winter meeting. 

Fox News Digital previously reported that Henyard has been living like a royal with a combined salary of nearly $300K – more than the state's governor – and frequent use of beauty vendors, despite the 23,000 residents of the Illinois town having a median income of $24K. Henyard has also come under fire for various tirades in public meetings, accusing her critics among local leaders of "beating and attacking on a Black woman that’s in power."

According to FOX 32, a Dolton-based U-Haul rental and trucking business owner named Lawrence Gardner said he went to the FBI out of frustration that the Village of Dolton would not renew his business license. He claims he has suffered from harassment, raids on his business and being shut down by Dolton Police. Gardner believes it’s retaliation after he refused to donate to a civic event sponsored by Henyard.

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"I talked to a couple of [FBI] agents and I explained to them what’s going on," Gardner told FOX 32. "I gave them all my paperwork to show them what was happening in court and what was happening in Dolton. And they told me they were investigating and would be in touch with me."

He also reportedly claimed that the FBI agents he spoke with took his allegations seriously, "Yes. Very serious. Very."

Gardner is one of six individuals who have reportedly spoken to the FBI about Henyard’s conduct, including other business owners, a former village employee and one or more public officials.

FOX 32 also cited restauranteur Dewayne Wood, who also has faced difficulties trying to renew his business license for his business for almost a year. 

While he has reportedly not spoken to the FBI, Wood believes that he has faced difficulties getting "Wood’s Kitchen" approved because he has catered to Dolton trustees who are engaged in a political battle with Henyard.

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"I've heard rumors that say, hey I'm on the wrong team," Wood said, later adding, "I think I've been targeted because of my association, affiliation with a certain group of people. The trustees. I've cooked for the trustees."

One of the trustees reportedly welcomes the FBI investigation.

"The Board of Trustees and I have repeatedly questioned the Mayor’s Office on her use of public funds," Dolton Trustee Jason House wrote in a statement. "We welcome any investigation that will bring transparency on how taxpayer dollars are being spent. Our residents deserve this level of financial transparency."

A public relations firm responding on behalf of Henyard told FOX 32 she had not been contacted by the FBI so far. 

"Mayor Tiffany Henyard and the Village of Dolton have not received any subpoenas and have not been contacted by the FBI or any other law enforcement agency," the firm said. 

Henyard and the FBI did not respond to requests for comment from Fox News Digital. _______________

That RICO thing I said with her looks like it may actually be in the works sooner than I thought

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💖 Grey Area by pearliegloom (M, 31k, wangxian, yiling wei sect au, sect leader WWX, LWJ stays at Burial Mounds, found family, secret marriage, angst, eloping, reconciliation, fix-it)

Bury My Heart on the Lonely Mountain by MidnightInTheGardenWithGhosts (TrappedInCabinets) & TrappedInCabinets (E, 74k, wangxian, dark au, fix-it of sorts, getting together, dark a-yuan, yiling wei au, mean WWX, not everyone dies au, hurt/comfort, angst w/ happy ending, misunderstandings, 1st part, finished, 2nd part WIP)

black milk of daybreak, drunk at sundown by stiltonbasket (G, 3k, nielan, wangxian, fix-it of sorts, war trauma, not everyone dies au, yiling wei sect)

💖 Magical Marriage Ribbons series by starandrea (M, 906k, WIP, wangxian, ongoing, animal transformations, weddings) Yiling Wei sect from part 24 onwards.

Communication AU series by Dgcakes (ficsnfun) (T, 41k, wangxian, fix-it of sorts, angst w/ happy ending, fluff, slow burn, trust, family, WIP)

I dreamt I was missing by Vientchat_Kanaryo (T, 42k, wangxian, canon divergence, eventual romance, slow burn, mental health issues, hurt/comfort, adopted sibling relationships, WIP) Yiling Wei Sect WWX’s disciples, including MXY, XY, and AQ, take part in the Mo Manor and Dafan Mountain investigations.

An Outsider's Guide to Demonic Cultivation by caessura (T, 53k, WIP, YL WWX, Yílíng Wèi Sect, Canon Divergence, Demonic Cultivator LSZ, LSZ is a Wèi, Isolated Yílíng Wèi Sect, Demonic Cultivation, expanded demonic cultivation abilities, some discussion of trauma and ptsd, mute character, Burial mounds: the next generation, OC POV, jyl is alive,OC driven)

graveyard whistling Series by ryneisaterriblefan (T/G, 12k, WangXian, BAMF! WWX, Angst and Humor, Identity Reveal, Canon Divergence, Pretend death, Fluff and Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Nightmares, Crying, Protective LWJ, Protective WWX, Oblivious Couple)

lost in the lights by vastlyunknown (M, 32k, WangXian, ChengQing, NieLan, (past), enemies to lovers, but only in name, Morally Grey Characters, questions of purity politics and fanatism, modern with magic, AU Hurt/Comfort, Wound Tending, fluff and angst in almost equal measure but mostly fluff and plot, long lost confessions)

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You in me, you are mine, my everything by BriaPia

You in me, you are mine, my everything

by BriaPia

M, 24k, wangxian

Summary: “Hanguang-Jun, oh thank the gods,” the disciple exhaled, she was one of the new recruits the sect had accepted, Lu Chen he remembered was her name, a little older than it would be considered appropriate for a new disciple but that had never stopped the sect leader before. “It’s sect leader Song, he’s requesting for your presence at the main hall.” One small switch in Wei Wuxian actions resulted on many changes in the life of several others. The smaller of them being Lan Wangji leaving Gusu Lan.

Mojo's comments: I just love it when Lan Wangji takes a look around his sect -- after they've beaten him nearly to death and are disrespecting wwx's memory AND little a-yuan -- and decides, "I'm done with this shit." So off he wanders, with his new son, to hook up with song lan and xiao xingchen and found a new sect. So it is this new lwj, with no forehead ribbon, who clocks wwx at dafan mtn after he's called back as mxy. Lan xichen, having made a few egregiously poor choices 13 years prior, is lurking around, trying to make amends; jiang cheng is an angry grape; and young lan jingyi is just happy to get to see his old friend once more.

canon-divergence, temporary character death, somebody lives/not everybody dies, lan wangji leaves gusu lan, 33 lashes, 13 years, lan brothers enstrangement, brotherly feels, pov multiple, non-linear narrative, past and present, getting together, love confessions, light angst, single parent lan wangji, happy ending, @briapia95

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