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STAY | jjk

in which. your love stands at the center of a war between the world and the two of you, and you’re left with no choice but to let it go.

pairing. idol!jk x female!reader

genre. forbidden love

aus. idol au, established relationship au

rating. 13+, sfw

words. 1k

content/warnings. explicit language, mentions of stalking/death threats, celeb life</3

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your head hurts.

not just because of how much you cried last night. not because of the way your throat burned from screaming when it felt like the only person who ever made you feel steady was slipping through your fingers.

it hurts because deep down, you know that whatever this is between you and him.. it was never built to survive.

not in this world. not like this.

‘i want to date a celebrity,’ they said.

‘i want to be in the spotlight,’ they said.

but no one tells you how brutal it is. how dehumanizing it feels to be dragged across the internet like you’re some cheap scandal. like you’re not someone who bleeds when they’re cut.

it’s been a week since the video of you and jungkook went viral. the video of your hands clasped, bodies close, his lips brushing yours on a quiet street at night.

a week since your face was exposed to millions.

a week since strangers started whispering your name like it belonged to them.

three days since the death threats began.

two days since you found out someone had been following you.

stalking you.

sending graphic, horrifying letters to your apartment. letters jungkook read with shaking hands and a clenched jaw. with eyes dark in a way you’d never seen before.

and last night..

last night, he finally cracked.

he told you it had to end.

and god, the way he looked at you when he said it. like it was the hardest sentence he’d ever forced out of his mouth.

his jaw clenched so tightly you thought it might shatter. his fists curled at his sides, like he was holding himself together by a thread.

you remember staring at him, your throat closing up, voice barely above a whisper.

“you’re breaking up with me?”

he couldn’t look at you.

he dragged his hands down his face with so much force it almost scared you.

“kook,” you tried again, your voice cracking as you took a step toward him. but he backed away before you could reach him.

and something inside you snapped.

“we can figure this out,” you begged. “i’ll be okay, jungkook. i promise- - it’ll pass, this whole thing— ”

“it fucking won’t!”

the words sliced through the room. sharp and brutal.

you flinched. hard.

he was gripping the back of his head now, knuckles white, chest rising and falling like he couldn’t breathe.

“this is my fault,” he muttered, voice shaking with rage and guilt. “i let them find you. i let them— fuck. I knew this would happen. and i still.. i still let myself have you.”

you stood frozen, breath catching in your throat, heart thudding so violently it made your fingertips numb.

he grabbed one of the letters off the table, his fingers shaking around the torn envelope.

“this- - this shit? this is on me,” he hissed. “i put you out there. i made you a target. i gave them a name to hunt.”

you stepped forward, tears burning down your cheeks, voice desperate and small.

“don’t say that. we’ll report it. they’ll investigate. we’ll find out who sent them— ”

“and then what?”

he cut you off, his voice low and empty. dead.

“you think they’ll stop? you think this is the worst it’ll get?”

his eyes locked onto yours, and they didn’t look like the eyes you knew.

not the warm, smiling ones that would crinkle when he laughed.

these were cold. hollow.

you barely choked out a reply.

“what?”

“you’re so fucking naive, y/n.” he laughed. but it wasn’t amused. it was hopeless. cruel. like he hated himself for even saying it.

he shook his head and turned away from you, dragging a hand down his mouth like he was trying to wipe the whole situation off his face.

“they’ll ruin you,” he said, voice low. “and i can’t live knowing i stood there and let it happen.”

you stood there, motionless. throat raw. lungs tight.

it felt like you were watching him crumble in slow motion, and still, all you could do was beg your heart not to shatter too loudly.

and then..

he stepped toward you.

slow. hesitant. like touching you would hurt him more than walking away.

and when his hand reached your cheek, thumb brushing away a tear with painful gentleness, you leaned into him like you were drowning.

“don’t do this,” you whispered, barely able to get the words out.

“don’t throw us away.”

his eyes searched yours, and for a second, just a second, he looked like your jungkook again.

the one who used to call you at 3am just to hear your voice.

the one who told you you made him feel safe when the world didn’t.

but that look faded just as fast as it came.

“i love you,” he said, like a confession. a surrender.

“i love you more than anything in this fucked up world.”

and then, he kissed you.

desperate.

hungry.

a mess of lips and breath and pain.

his mouth crushed into yours like it was the last time he’d ever get to taste you, like he wanted to memorize every curve, every soft inhale, every broken sob that passed between your bodies.

you kissed him back like your life depended on it. like if you held him hard enough, he’d stay.

his hands gripped your waist, pulling you impossibly close, your bodies pressed tight as the air between you turned heavy and hot and unbearable.

and when he pulled away, lips swollen, chest heaving, eyes red..

you knew.

he was going to walk away anyway.

“i’m sorry,” he whispered, forehead still resting against yours.

“i’m sorry for loving you when i was never meant to.”

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BENEATH THE SILENCE

Chapter 4, word count: 2k

Summery: After a long day of miscommunication and an unnerving amount of reality checks y/n ends her day noticing that silence has a way of echoing louder than expected. Between storm clouds, memories, sticky notes and strange shadows, something feels… off.

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A Storm Is Coming…

“This is so stupid” I groaned to myself, yanking the fridge door open. Cold air spills out, hitting my face almost waking me up. Half a tomato. Wilted lettuce. A few slices of Bacon that probably should’ve been used yesterday and two pathetic excuses for slices of bread. I’ll do.

I drop everything onto the counter and start prepping my lazy BLT. Everything is beginning to frustrate me. My movements are stiff and sharp unable to shake off tension from earlier. I lean against the counter and try not to think about the way Jacob looked at me.

I hate this.

Why did he get so mad? He’s the one who kept pushing me back at the beach, practically begging me to admit something was off. But when I ask about the wolves, he shuts down. Tells me to drop it.

“You can keep pretending it was just a storm… but I was there, and I know for a fact that it wasn’t a damn storm.”

I scoff through my nose as I pick up the slices of bread and throw them into the toaster

how is that fair?

I should’ve slammed the door harder

The bacon starts to sizzle in the pan. I lean on the counter, arms crossed.

He always does this. He gets close, then pulls back. Like I’m the one asking for too much, like I’m the one imagining things that aren’t there. But I’m not stupid. I saw something. We both did.

I flip the bacon and reach for the bread, still chewing on my own frustration when something quieter creeps in underneath it.

Why is Dad gone so much lately?

I try to brush it off, but the thought digs in deeper. It’s been almost every night now. Late shifts. Last-minute calls. No real explanation. Just notes on the counter and if I’m lucky takeout in the fridge.

Does he even like being around me anymore?

The question stings more than I want to admit.

I mean, we’ve gotten closer these past few years. So it couldn’t be that. I hope.

I started to assemble my sorry ass sandwich before it hit me.

Is he avoiding me?

I finish the sandwich and take one slow bite before pushing the plate away. I’m not really hungry anymore. I lost my appetite around the second argument today. I just needed to feel like I was doing something productive. Eating counts, right? Technically?

The house is painfully quiet and empty. No TV. No unusually loud footsteps from my father. Just the hum of the fridge and the low groan of the old pipes behind the walls.

I need to do something.

I pick up my sandwich and walk to the front door cracking it open before a huge gust of wind does the rest of the work for me, slamming it against the siding with a bang that makes my heart jump and body flinch. That was unnecessarily loud. I just love that for me.

The rain has starts to fall sideways, like it’s in a rush to get somewhere, anywhere but here. The sky is completely ink-black, lit up every now and then by lightning sketching veins across the stormy clouds. Even the trees look like they’re holding their breath. I hope Jacob made it home safe.

Barefoot, I walk to the edge of the porch crouching as I break the sandwich into smaller pieces so it’s easier for my raccoon friend to eat.

My dad hates the damn thing but I’ve always wanted one so I may have been feeding it for the past year. We have a mutual understanding. He eats my scraps and I get to admire from a far wishing I could keep him. I finish tearing my sandwich up before I stand up walking back to the door. At least someone will appreciate it more than I do.

The rain kicks up again just as I dash back inside. It pelts the windows, finally drowning out the aching silence that’s been clinging to everything all day.

As I pass through the kitchen, my eyes land on a note stuck to the fridge with a crooked magnet I picked out when I was younger.

I sigh leaning up against the kitchen doorway staring at my father’s messy hand writing wiping the rain from my forehead.

“Late shift, stay safe. - Love Dad”

Maybe he does care.

I softly pick up the note before turning it around to see the back.

“I know about the raccoon. Stop feeding it.”

I can’t have anything nice around here.

I turn kitchen light off and walked through the hallway heading upstairs, dragging my hand along the wall like I used to when I was little.

As I pass the hallway calendar, something catches my eye.

First day of school: three days.

I stare at the red circle I drew last month, back when I thought I’d have everything figured out by now. I don’t. Not even close. Where’d all the time go?

I walk to my room noticing how all how much this day has physically exhausted me. I take my tank top off as I make it through my door way grabbing one of my worn down T-shirts as I slip my jeans off and put some sweatpants on trying my best to unwind. I cant stop thinking about it.

I sit on the edge of my bed, twisting my hair up so I can wrap it for the night. I sigh.

Why was is he being so short with me? Who does he think he is?

I got up and walked to the bathroom leaning against the sink looking into my sunken tired eyes.

Not like I care anyway.

I bend down to rinse my face before I wash it. I open the mirror and that’s when I heard it. I slowly closed the mirror and looked to my left.

Something outside the window moves.

I freeze.

It’s quick, barely a flicker but my heart stumbles in my chest. I stand tall, eyes fixed on the glass.

I step closer, pressing my hand to the window. The glass is cool against my skin, and my breath leaves a faint fog on the surface.

I blinked.

It was gone. I wiped my face in distress then looked again, my face planted on the glass window. There was nothing. I back away slowly, the hairs on the back of my neck still standing.

Was it the wind blowing the trees? Maybe the raccoon or that wolf? I don’t know. I’m too exhausted to care at this point.

I washed my face and brushed my teeth with urgency yet barley conscious enough to remember doing it.

I dried my face with the rag hanging next to me then drag myself to my room, climbing into my bed tucking myself in. Trying my best to get comfortable and melt away the unnerving and stressful day I just had. But sleep doesn’t come easy.

I keep thinking about the shadow. The wolf. Jacob’s face when he said it wasn’t just a storm. How unpresent my father has been. Today was just unnecessarily….

A lot.

My thoughts tangle and twist fighting for the wheel before I fall asleep, but the weight of today lingers even in my unconscious body.

The smell of bacon pulls me from sleep.

For a moment, everything feels warm safe. Morning light pours through the kitchen windows, golden and soft, casting long shadows across the tile floor. My dad is at the stove, humming low and off-key as he flips pancakes. He’s wearing the flannel he always wears when he’s actually home for breakfast.

I rub my eyes, blinking against the brightness. “You’re up early,” I say, sliding into the seat across from him.

He chuckles, setting a plate in front of me. “Could say the same for you.”

I smile, even though something in me feels off. Like I’m watching a memory through a window instead of living it.

“So..” I said awkwardly using my fork to play with the food on my plate “how was patrol” I ask as I watch him walk from my seat to the stove as he makes his own plate

“It was,” he paused “fine.” He said uncertainty dry as he pours himself a cup of coffee

He stiffens, barely but just enough I could catch it. His smile fades. “Quiet night,” he says quickly. “Nothing to worry about.”

I tilt my head, chewing slowly. “You sure? You’ve been coming home later and later.” I ask watching his every move, something seems… off.

He sits across from me now, mug in hand and the news paper in the other. His eyes are unusually sharp, and cold as he looks at me above the paper in his hand. “You don’t need to worry about where I am, Y/N. I’m always where I need to be.” A soft grin creeping upon his face, it seems so.. fake

His voice is calm, but it’s wrong. There’s something artificial about it. Something almost uncanny.

I laugh nervously, trying to shake it off. “Okay, creepy much?”

He doesn’t laugh back.

I quickly look down at my plate losing my appetite almost instantly. I push my plate in front of me. My gaze is being pulled to the window beside the kitchen table.

I freeze.

It’s there.

That tall, still figure, just past the tree line.

Watching.

The fork slips from my hand and clatters on the plate. My breath catches. “Dad…”

He doesn’t even turn to look.

“Dad, someone’s out there,” I whisper, standing up slowly, hand pressed to the glass.

Still, he doesn’t move. Just sips his coffee like nothing’s wrong.

I spin toward him. “Do you not see that?”

He looks up at me then, and his eyes… they’re different.

Harder. Colder. Like they’ve stopped recognizing me.

“You don’t belong here, Y/n.”

The room stills. My heart drops.

“What?”

“You never did.”

The lights flicker overhead. I back away from him as the shadows stretch longer across the floor. The windows dim. The golden sunlight fades into gray. His smile returns, but it’s too wide now. Like it’s being worn, not felt.

“Dad…” My voice cracks as I step back from the table. The whole room seems to be shrinking, warping like I’m underwater. “Stop messing around.”

But he doesn’t move. Just watches me with that hollow look in his eyes, like whatever part of him was my dad just… shut off.

“You were never supposed to stay,” he says flatly, rising from his chair so slowly it feels unnatural. “You were supposed to leave like she did.”

“What are you talking about?” I whisper, but I already feel my legs trembling.

“She didn’t belong here either. The tide always pulls its own back eventually.” His voice echoes now, somehow both quiet and booming, like it’s vibrating from the walls. “the water always remembers.”

Suddenly, the lights flicker once more, then go out.

Complete darkness.

I scream, stumbling backward, heart racing. I try to find the doorway, any door, but the floor beneath my feet squelches.

Wet.

A fast, icy flood of water sweeps across the tiles, soaking through my socks. The air turns thick and salty like the ocean. I cover my mouth as water begins dripping from the ceiling, seeping through the walls. The house groans like it’s drowning.

“No, no, no, Dad!” I spin around but he’s no longer at the table.

I turn to the hallway to see it there just standing, staring at me pulling me in.

“What are you” I shout trying not to panic as the water rises. “What are you doing here”

“You belong with me,” it says calmly.

“What?”

“In time.” It’s voice distorts echoing inside my head and soul like it’s no longer a voice at all. “You’ll be where you truly belong.”

The water crashes into me from nowhere, an invisible wave knocking the breath out of my lungs.

I’m sinking. I can’t breathe. I can’t see. Everything’s cold.

“Wake up, y/n”

“Wake up”

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(Open Rp) Xiaolin Showdown in "Temptation of The Secret Fox Princess"

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It was a Long time Ago at the Xiaolin temple, Master Fung introduce His Students (which is Raimundo, clay, omi, and Kimiko) to a new Student of the group and Her name is Saphira Lorraina Fox, She's Kimiko's best friend in secrets that they don't know of.. One day, Saphira had a crush on Raimundo for a week and began to fell for him. Every Morning she made presents for him as a sign of affection towards him but Little did they know that they've been watched by the most powerful enemy of all known as "chase young" The immortal warrior whom he uses the crows as a scout to spy on those Xiaolin monks until He set his sights on Saphira, He is More Interested with a mystery Kitsune Girl joining with them.. But day After day, Saphira Always Leaves Baskets of Gifts for Raimundo But Sadly He Believes it was Kimiko who brought gifts and all.. She felt hurt a bit, However things took a turn when they battled against Chase young. She Finally faced Chase young, When they began to Fight her eyes turns red like Hell fire Burning in Rage in her However, Chase young tells her that Raimundo Did not love her at all No matter How much She Pours her heart out on him, He'll never show his affection back.. In Rage, Saphira Change into a demon Fox and then Chase young change into a Dragon Form and fought but then She defeated him and She said coldly," I have a Benefit of the Doubt about my love for Rai.. But there's one thing that you don't know that I will never give up on him.. Never." She change back but then chase young asked her This.. "If he ever Loves you Saphira, why did he rejected you in the first place?" and then he said before she turn away and left, "One Day, You'll know the truth about him and then you'll realized what a Fool He is.".. Back in the temple, Chase young's words buzzing in her skulls and she thoughted "What if he's right about Raimundo? Does Rai ever loved me at all?, NO! I know he loves me.. it's just he doesn't show it.. Not yet.. I'll try harder but first.. I had to train harder as much as possible." Months passed as she Saw Diris the siren itself.. Saphira hates the Sirens as she made a low growling and knowing that Sirens are nothing but trouble and Stealing The kitsunes thunder, She remember that she use the silver army to wiped them out and Diris is the last of it.. After Diris got refroze, Saphira got stranded in waters.. She begged Rai to pull her up but he refuse and left her with his friends, Saphira began to swim back to land.. When she returns to the temple.. She got pretty irritated by Rai's abandonment But That night, Kimiko asked Rai why is he treated Saphira So Horribly and abandoned her when she needed him the most? But then His answer will make saphira realized that Chase young was right about it when Rai said to kimiko that he refer a "Beautiful and gorgeous" Women over some "Freak and a Man-Eating demon", His words made saphira's Heart be shattered as part of her thought that he didn't mean to say that but other thought that chase young was right about raimundo, After all every time she gives him gifts but she gets none in return which broke her heart so much but she still got the benefit of the doubt until One Fateful day when She and others confronted chase young but after defeated chase young and got the shen gong wu, She and rai got surrounded by the big cats ready to strike one them down until Rai Kicked saphira on the back of her legs and broke it.. Saphira fell onto the ground with a screams..and she turns and begged rai to help.. But, He made a sick Smirk and said," See Ya Freak!" When he left Saphira was devastated, her heart and her world was shattered into a million pieces, she saw the big cats getting closer as she close her eyes preparing for the worst Knowing that she'll die by the hands of chase young until he called off the big cats as they backed away from saphira, She open her eyes and confused to see what was happening as one of the big cats helped her up.. and She said, "I don't understand, why did you spare my life?" And then he answers……

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